Adultery Wife's snaps by pakcouple

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"I could do you with my hand ... Mehmood seemed to like it the other night," samina offered.

"I've been doing that in the wardrobe." I whined.
"Not with my hand, you haven't!” Samina's face came up close to mine, and her hand went down to touch my cock. "I know how bad you want it right now."
"Samina, I'm sorry, but your hand is not going to do it for me. I am sorry." I pleaded.
There was a long silence between us, and I could see Samina was struggling with her decision. She had just come through four hours of exquisite pleasure and was exhausted, yet I think she did not want to appear ungrateful that I had let her enjoy such a thing.
Her face came closer, she kissed me on the lips, then her mouth was gone. I felt her moving down the bed. Suddenly, I felt her warm breath on the head of his cock, followed by a swipe of her tongue on the sensitive underside. My cock jerked in response.
"Then maybe this will do it for you," was all she said before her mouth engulfed my cockhead and her tongue and lips joined in a slurping and sucking routine.
"Ohhh yes!" I shouted aloud, stunned that she had taken me into her mouth. For a long time, she had denied me this pleasure. No reason was given, but I long suspected that in her heart she felt that my penis did not deserve that honor. I realized that she must have really enjoyed herself with Mehmood, to give me a blow job. I loved the feeling of her warm, wet mouth around my shaft, and sighed.
My hands came down to touch her hair, they massaged her scalp as her mouth and tongue became more active. I took a hold of her head, keeping her there but not wanting to scare her by gripping her head too hard.
Then came my next surprise. Samina, who not given me a blow job for so long cock took hold of the base of my cock with one hand while her other hand guided it deeper into her mouth. It slid across her tongue, her mouth stretched wide to accept it. The knob reached the back of her throat and she gagged briefly, but didn't remove it. She just held it deep inside her mouth and her tongue began sliding along his length, slurping greedily. I was in heaven.
Then Samina went all out. She worked the back of her throat, opening the way to get his whole length of it embedded in her oral cavity. I let out a long sigh, my hands at the back of her head just holding it steady. The anticipation was almost unbearable. A few moments went by, then suddenly she drew back her mouth and my penis began to slip out. I stiffened his hands at her head, trying to hold her mouth onto his cock.
Then, with only the top of the knob still held between her moist lips, to my utter delight, she started to slide her mouth back over its length again. Her lips went almost to my balls before she withdrew again. And so act of fellatio was bestowed on me, her cuckolded husband. Her rhythm increased. I was panting, she was good at it, all tongue and lips, particularly on the underside and all too soon I felt my cock tensing, preparing for release.
I tried to think of a bunch of non-sexual things, attempting to nullify the stirring sensations that her lips and tongue were applying to my hard cock. I muttered a moan and Samina stopped her ministrations, perhaps she sensed that my time was close. I fully expected her lift off her mouth and finish me off by hand.
I decided to be chivalrous, and warned her. "Samina, I'm going to come ... just a few more strokes will do it." But to his amazement, she intensified her movements and the length of my cock, sh resumed trying to get her lips right down to the base of his stalk. "Samina, any second now," I screamed to her, giving her one final chance to escape having my cum in her throat.
She seemed not to care about his warnings, just intensified her effort to bring me off. It only took two more thrusts by me deep into her mouth, hitting her palate with my cock head and I felt the pleasure surge through his organ. Samina gagged a little, but she managed to quickly overcome it in time to feel the second spurt, pouring enough cum into her throat that she had to swallow. She gulped it down as the third spurt launched from his cock to splash the back of her throat.
"So good ... so good!" I muttered, almost incoherently as my cock pulsed and sprayed its contents deep into Samina's sucking throat. Slowly, she pulled her mouth back off the shaft, and my cock slipped from the grip of her lips with a pop. She pressed forward again to lay a sweet kiss on my organ, her tongue wiping up the last strands of his cum.
"Where did all that come from?" I asked her. "It's been a very long time since you did that to me!"
Samina wiped her chin, and said, “I figured I owed it to you tonight darling. I wanted to make it special for you, just as Mehmood made it special for me, it's not every night that I get to enjoy five earth-shattering orgasms. And I'll tell you what else. Knowing that you were inside that wardrobe watching every move was a mind-blowing experience. It was such a turn-on! But then, there were also a few times when I actually forgot you were there."
"Would you do it again, Samina?" I asked her, not really sure how I hoped she would answer.
"I don't know, Umer. I honestly don't know right now. As much as I enjoyed myself wit him, I am not sure if it will happen again.” Samina said.
"Okay darling, I can understand your concerns, and you did make it clear to him that this was a one shot deal, I just hope you don't think that I am against it, because I am not. To me he is like any lover you have had." I said.
"You were fantastic, Umer. Actually I want to thank you for pushing me into it. I don't think this was something I could do on my own, even though so far I am the one pushing our boundaries." Samina said thoughtfully.
"Samina, I do like talking about it, and I want to talk heaps more about every little thing that I saw. But it's getting very late and I'm starting to drift off after you sucked me dry. Can we continue this in the morning?" I said, fighting to keep my open.
"Yes, sure honey. Good night!" Said Samina.
We spooned together in the bed and both were so exhausted from the night that we were asleep in no time.
We slept late after such an exhausting night. Around midday, I was gently eased awake by the feel of a soft feminine hand stroking my rising cock. As my eyes opened slowly, I was fascinated to watch Samina lying with her head resting across my thighs, facing up my body and dreamily staring at my enlarged cock while her hand lovingly fondled it. She seemed not to be aware that my eyes were open now.
For a minute or two, I watched her and the love that I could see in her eyes. Eventually, as my cock had risen to a full erect state again, I spoke to her. "What are we going to do today?" It sounded like I was asking if we should clean the house, go shopping or have a picnic, but I knew that she would read the question as "What are we going to do sexually today?"
"Good morning," she said brightly, breaking from her dreamy reverie and gave me a broad smile. "I thought we'd just go on and see how many times you can come." She laughed, caressing my penis once again.
"I have had a good eight hours sleep. Just maybe my body has replenished its cum supply. I certainly hope so!" I laughed.
Samina's fingers formed an 'o', continuing to trace up and down his erect shaft. "So do I, John!" She laughed. With that, started masturbating me with gusto. I gasped out loud.
"Umer," she stopped moving her hand, and her voice got my attention, my eyes opened again. "I woke up a few times through the night and morning. I guess I was still a bit too excited to sleep! My mind was thinking so many things.”
"What sort of things did you think about?" I asked softly.
"Oh heaps Umer. About you and I and why we are doing this, letting other men into our lives, not so much in a bad way, because it seems to have made us so much closer ... and more intense in our love and our desires." Samina said thoughtfully.
"That's a good thing, darling." I smiled at my wife.
"I know that, I'm not complaining. And I just want you to know that while having taking on lovers was my idea, brought about by fact that I knew you would object or mind,, I hope that you're still happy with that decision, because I wasn't aware how good it would be."
I frowned at her.
"No, no, don't get me wrong, Umer. It's not that I want to spend all my time with lovers. It's just that I never realised that having a third party involved could be so intense and amazing, when I first started out, it was just one of those things, but now...... I guess that I was pretty naïve about sex, and all." Samina was still lost in thought
"I understand darling, you have really opened up a lot. I think you have changed for the better, and seeing you completely going for pleasure with abandon, I have to say it makes me feel good, even if I also feel a little sad that I can't give you that kind of pleasure.” I said.
She smiled at his appreciation. "Sweetie, the pleasure you give me is mental, psychological, it can't be easily defined, but its something no lover can give me. And that in itself was truly amazing. And with your support I am so happy that I have freed from all my inhibitions."
"That's great, Samina,"I told her as she shuffled her body up the bed, bringing her face alongside mine and giving me a sweet kiss.
"Umer," she said, pausing for effect to make sure she had his full attention. "I've decided to break one more of my sexual taboos. Well its not a true breaking as we have done it before, but I want to do it more often now."
"Really?" said John, now keenly interested. "What is that?"
"Well, I've been up for a couple of hours actually. I thought I'd let you sleep. But, as I lay there, I also had a bit of a feel in there..."
You mean in your cunt?" I laughed.
"Yes, in there, Umer!” Samina snorted
"Still can't say cunt, can you, Samina?"
"No, it's a woman thing, Umer. I just don't like some words."
"They're only words, Samina!"
"Okay ... in my cunt, okay. Are you happy now?"
"Very, Samina!"
"Anyway, I had a feel inside my cunt, and I am still so sore. That really was a workout I got from Mehmood's big cock. It might be days till I feel normal again."
I frowned again. She raised her hand to smooth out my brow. "So, I had an idea, Umer." I could see a mischievous glint in her eyes and she grinned at me.
"That's right, you were just saying you'd decided to break another sexual taboo."
"Yes ... can you guess what it is?"
"I don't know. I might have an idea, but you tell me, Samina."
"My cunt Umer, you know how much you love licking it. Do you still want to do that?"
My face broke into a huge smile. "More than ever, Samina. More than ever!"
"Then, I'm ready, Umer, but here is the catch, I haven't washed up since yesterday so you will be licking a very used cunt. But darling I really want you to do it. In fact I want you do it more often now, your tongue feels so amazing, I am surprised I did not think of this last night, when my it could have really used a tongue massage from you!"
"You mean in your cunt?" I laughed again.
"Yes Umer, my cunt. I'd like for you to be doing that all weekend, but I'm just too sore. So I decided that the time has come. I guess it will feel pretty good and give you something to do, maybe even make you feel part of what happened between me and Mehmood last night” Samina smiled.
"Of course darling, and as you said, I have done it before, but I didn't realize you had liked it so much.” I said.
“I didn't either till I thought about it this morning. Please say you will do it, for me!” Samina looked at me with an angelic smile.
"Haven't I always been, Samina?"
"Yes ... yes, you have, Umer. Would you like to know what made me even consider doing this?"
"No, Samina. No idea!"
"It just feels so wonderful. I remember how great your velvety tongue felt. I am so sore down there, that feeling it would be great, its soft, smooth, slickness, will be just what my pussy needs, I am sure!” Samina said. "Say you will do it now."
I thought about it a little, and realized just how much it meant to her. So, I said, "I'd love to, Samina. I know this is going to surprise you, but I have been wondering myself if you would ever like me to do that again, you really seemed to enjoy yourself lots the last time I did it."
Samina looked at me and smiled. “It does sound a bit icky doesn't it?”
"Yeah ... sure does!" I said, with perhaps a little too much enthusiasm.
"Alright ... soo you still want to do it?” Samina asked me, and I simply nodded affirmative. The truth was that I was not so sure, but clearly it meant so much to her, that I just did not have the heart to say no.
“Thanks darling.” Samina said, as she lay back and spread her legs, revealing her well used pussy to me.
I started to get hard, as I positioned myself between her legs. I had intended to start off slow, by kissing and licking the insides of her thighs and groin area, but Samina was having none of that.
“No... no.... Umer,” Samina sighed, “just massage my pussy with your tongue gently. I don't want you to turn me on today. I just want to feel something soft and silky there.”
I understood what she meant, but was a little disappointed that she was not in the mood to be aroused. But I guess after the earth-shattering orgasms Mehmood had given her, it was natural that she just wanted to relax. So I started to tongue her. As I did that my nose was invaded by an overwhelming aroma of sex. I could smell a mix of sweat, Samina's cream, and Mehmoods spunk. Even Samina's inevitable discharge felt different, thicker and more nasty than normal. I wanted to pull away, but forced myself not to. I focused my mind on purely servicing my wife, my own desires forced aside, as my tongue did its magic in Samina. Her moans, groans, and sighs and movements gave me the strength I needed to go on. And go on I did. For almost an hour I tongued her gently, and sometimes not so gently, and Samina said not a word, she just sighed at lot.
Eventually I could not do it any longer. Not because I did not want to, but my neck and tongue were tired. And I had to pull up to rest them. As if she had read my mind, Samina suddenly said, “ohhh Umer, that was wonderful, I feel so good. Thanks darling.”
I looked up to see her smiling down at me as she tousled my hair. “Glad I could help.” I smiled at her, happy that I had done my bit too. After that we were both too lazy to get out of bed, she we dozed off again.
It was a couple of hours later that we woke up. I could still taste Samina on my tongue and her smell still filled my nostrils. Samina went to take a bath while I lay in bed partially dozing. Sometime later she came out, when I was asleep, because when I woke up, she was not there any more. I took a quick shower and went downstairs.
A plate of sandwiches and some juice awaited. I saw that Samina was sitting outside in the backyard, and I took the sandwiches and juice and joined her. I gave her a peck on the lips and looked across at her winking slyly. She just smiled at me. The rest of weekend went by in a blur as we did what any normal couple would do. Clean house, and prepare for the upcoming week.
As for Mehmood, he tried to call Samina several times over the next week, but every time he got her voicemail. He left messages telling her he would like her to call him. She noticed that he never called at night when I would be there. She told me that she worried about the probability that he would want more one-on-one experiences with her despite her telling him that it would never happen again.
I confirmed to Samina that I had heard very little from Mehmood, just one or two calls, including one cancelling our weekly golf game following Saturday morning. "It would be a shame if I have lost a friend over this," I said to Samina one evening.
It was a Wednesday afternoon the week after, twelve days after the magic evening between Mehmood and Samina with me watching, when the next contact happened. Samina described what went down, and I will try to capture what she said below. Life had returned to a more normal routine. Samina arrived home around 3pm from shopping and lunch with two of her girlfriends. They had been into the city rather than just hanging out in the local shopping mall, so Samina had dressed up a bit for the occasion. Samina described what happened.
She parked the car and walked up to the front door, and realized that some was following her. She turned around to see Mehmood, looking very casual in a tight white elasticised top that emphasized his abs and his muscular chest. He had teamed the top with fawn slacks.
"Mehmood…" she sort of gulped his name out, being very surprised to see him here, at her house, during the day. "What are you doing here?"
"It seems to be the only way I can talk to you, I've left messages but you never return my calls."
"I … err … I'm sorry about that. It's just that I felt that we should cool it for a little while. You know, not see each other at all for a few weeks. After that amazing night, I thought that we needed to cool down … try to go back to just being good friends … you know, the three of us."

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