Adultery Wife's snaps by pakcouple

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"So Samina, you were saying about Mehmood being a naughty boy and watching you piss."

"Pee, Umer … I prefer the word pee." Samina giggled
"Okay Samina, so he watched you. How did it happen? How would Mehmood be in a position to watch you pee?"
"I was busting in the car on the way home and then when I got home, I ran into Mehmood waiting outside. I invited him in because he said he just wanted to talk, but then I felt the need again to pee. I knew I was never going to make it upstairs, so I used the little toilet off the laundry. I was in such a hurry that I didn't lock the door. Didn't really think I needed to … but he followed me in there."
"So what happened then?"
"Nothing really! He just stood there and watched me and I was pretty annoyed. I mean peeing is a personal thing and the toilet … well, that's private in there."
"So you were sitting on the toilet seat and he was … what, standing in front of you?"
"Yes, Umer. Standing in front of me."
"So did he have a hard-on while he was watching you? I mean, from where you were sitting, it would have been right in front of you."
This time she whispered her answer down the phone to me. "Yes Umer, he was hard."
"What was that, Samina? I could barely hear you." I was almost chocking.
Much louder this time, "Yes, Umer, it was hard and it was big." Samina opened her eyes as she answered her husband and stared straight into Mehmood's eyes, smiling at him.
"Did he take it out, Samina?" I whispered.
"No Umer, but he rearranged it better in his trousers, so that it was pointing straight up. There was a huge bulge and it almost reached his belt."
"Gee, that sounds pretty big, Samina. So did anything else happen in the toilet?"
"No, that was it!" She said.
"Oh," I added.
"Then we went into the living room and we've just been talking since." Samina giggled nervously.
"What have you been talking about Samina?" I breathed into the phone, glad that I had a private office.
"About how horny he is again, he's worried that he's going back to the way he was before I helped him." Samina's voice was such that I could not tell whether she was joking or being serious.
"So what are you wanting to do about that, Samina? Are you tempted to help him again? Is that why you're calling me now?" I almost added ,”please say you will!”, but decided against that.
Mehmood's hands left the massaging of her tits and grasped the bottom of her knitted top, hauling it up over her breasts to her neck.
"Just a minute, Umer," she told her me as both hands, including the hand holding the phone reached straight up, allowing him to pull the top over her head, leaving her body in just a see-through skin-tone nylon bra, the green panties and the high boots.
She tossed her head, shaking her hair out after it was messed by the top coming over her head. Mehmood liked the gesture as he leant forward and clamped his mouth over one bra-covered orb.
"Ummm!" she sighed, as Mehmood latched on and sucked. "Sorry, what were you saying Umer?"
"I asked you what you wanted to do about Mehmood being horny. It seems to me that if you're calling me now at a time when you don't normally call, then you must have a plan of some kind. I can't imagine you asking to get permission, unless its just a put on for Mehmood!"
"Well Umer, I don't want to upset you … and you were very generous letting me have him that night when you went out … but … but Umer, would you be angry at me if I let him have me again? Like today … I mean like right now, perhaps even here in the kitchen?" Samina giggled again.
I laughed. "It sounds to me like you're not just doing this for him, Samina. It sounds to me like you want to fuck him as much as he wants to fuck you. Do you want his big cock again, Samina? Is that what it is? Are you craving the thick one right now?"
"Yes Umer, I can't live without ....well you know!" Samina snickered..
"So why are you calling to get permission darling?" I asked, still not sure why she was calling. Was it because she wanted Mehmood to still think that she was doing this without my knowledge and so wanted to be sure I would not object, or was it to tease me?
"Well, since he's here … and since he's all horny and all … like, he hasn't had sex in two weeks. And I thought you would like to know what I am doing right now!” Samina answered my question, and I thought I heard Mehmood laugh in the background.
The line went quiet, and I could hear was Samina's occasional moans, sighs, and ooohsss!
"Samina, what's happening? Talk to me, tell me what you are doing. Pleaseeee.”
But she said nothing, as her breathing became deeper, and her sighs increased in frequency. I tried to picture what might be happening and my mind saws Mehmood apply the pressure of his lips and tongue to her sensitive nipples, one of his hands descend to her mound, taking her by surprise as she felt his fingers suddenly there at her cunt, touching her through the thin panties, finding her wet with desire. Her feet shuffled further apart, spreading her legs wide, allowing Mehmood unlimited access to her treasures.
"Oh Umer, I want him now. Can I have him now honey, right this moment? Is that okay with you? Is it all right to let him shove his big cock up into me one more time?" Her voice now sounded desperate, and I knew that she was highly aroused.
“Oh will you two cut that out, I know perfectly well that Umer knows I have fucked you and has no problem with it!” Mehmood said loudly.
“Wha....how?” Samina sounded genuinely surprised.
“I am not a moron you know Samina. Your act was convincing at first, but that night when you had me over for dinner, it was all to convenient and easily set up. I knew then that Umer was okay with it happening, that is why I did not hold back!” Mehmood explained, and Samina laughed.
“Okay, okay, you are right.” Samina admitted.
"Do you still have your clothes on, Samina?" I interrupted their conversation, wanting the action to continue.
"Only my bra and panties, Umer … oh, and my boots. You know the long brown ones that you like, with the high heels."
I had a better mental picture to work with. "Where did the rest of your clothes go?"
"He's been taking them off while I've been talking to you. I was fully clothed when I called you but now there's only my bra and panties left … oh, and the boots!"
"Did you try to stop him from taking your clothes off?" I joked.
There was a giggle, before she softly told her me, "no!"
"Can I stay on the line, darling?I pleaded.
"Yes," she whispered huskily, and I knew that they were back making out again.
"Will you tell me when he takes off your bra and panties, Samina?"
"Yess! Oh Y...yess!" her voice husky again.
"Promise darling?" I pleaded again.
"Yes … oh yes!" Samina sighed.
I imagined, Mehmood's fingers were now rolling over her moistened clit, as I heard Samina's breathing coming in panting gasps down the phone line.
"What's happening, Samina? Don't forget to tell me … I can't see you this time. I need your words … keep talking all the time … describe what's happening." I was pleading my case, dying to know what was happening.
"He's … he's got … oh Umer, his fingers have got inside my panties … and he's sucking my nipple. Oh Umer, it's good … I'm feeling really good!"
"I thought you said you had your bra on, Samina!" I blurted out
"Ohhhh.....I.....I do, he's sucking me through the bra." Samina panted.
"Better take it off then Samina … his lips and his tongue will feel that much better on your bare skin. Take it off, Samina." I said.
"It's off, Umer … I took my bra off, just like you wanted me to." Samina half giggled, half moaned, and I felt my erection throb.
"Yes … oh yes! And he is sucking them oooooh!" Samina moaned. I knew she must be really enjoying herself, as she loved having her super-sensitive nipples sucked.
For the next several moments, all I heard were some wet slobbering sounds, and Samina's increasing frequent, and longer panting and moaning. I guessed the in addition to having Mehmood pay oral attention to her nipples, perhaps she could feel his his hand and fingers rummaging around her clit and labia, grasp her panties and push them down her legs and she brought her legs together so they would fall the rest of the way to the floor. One foot lifted to step out of her panties and she spread her feet apart again as Mehmood's fingers resumed swirling around her budding clitoris, causing her to moan aloud from the sensations.
"What's happening now, Samina … you keep forgetting to tell me?" I said softly.
"My panties, Umer … they're gone … my panties are off … they're on the floor somewhere." Samina sighed.
"So you must be naked now, Samina …WOW?” I said, my penis throbbing and twitching.
"Yes Umer … all my clothes are gone, I'm naked … well, nearly naked … I've still got my boots on." Samina teased me, she knew just how sexy I found those boots.
"Hell Samina, I can picture you now … in just your high heel boots." My cock was out and I was wanking. "Shit, that Mehmood is a lucky prick … he can see you looking like that … the sight of you like that will make his damn cock even bigger!" I laughed.
Her breathing quickened and all the signs were that an orgasm was near for her … Suddenly I heard her say, "He's … oh … he's … oh my dawwwddd… his fingers are inside me, Umer. "Yes … oh God … yes!" Her voice was husky, her breath coming in panting gasps. I could sense she was getting close.
"Oh myhhhh loooorrrd I want his big cock in mmmeee Umerrrr." Samina was moaning.
"Sounds like you're ready, Samina. Are you ready for it now?" I asked
"Yes … I want it now!" Samina screamed
"Then tell him, Samina. Tell Mehmood to stick that big cock of his in you now. Go on, tell him Samina."I said.
Samina breathed deeply for a few moments before saying, "I want it now, Mehmood … pleaseeee put that big thing of yours inside me?" .
Through the phone, JI could hear Mehmood's voice for the first time. "I want you in bed, Samina. Let's go upstairs."
"No!" I screamed frantically in Samina's ear. "Stay on the line, darling."
"Ummmmm, ummmmm I will." She answered, and then said, "no Mehmood, do me here, in the kitchen … now … right now!"
Mehmood tried again. "Come on Samina, come up to bed. It's much better in bed."
Samina was emphatic. "No … it's right here … or not at all."
"For Christ's sake, you two are sick puppies," Mehmood told Samina, annoyed.
"Now Mehmood … I want you now," she pleaded. "I want this inside me, Mehmood. Please … put it in now."
I heard Mehmood laugh and say, “Okay baby! I love your hot, tight cunt!”
They were standing in the kitchen, I imagined Mehmood put both of his hands around the back of Samina's thighs and lifted her feet off the floor. Samina threw her right arm around his neck to hold on while she stubbornly hung on to the phone with her left hand. Her ass was just barely perched on the edge of the kitchen bench and she wrapped both legs around his hips, a move that spread her cunt lips wide as she felt his thick tool poised at her entrance, ready to enter her.
He nudged it forward and it spread her inner labia lips wide around the head of his cock. "Oh! Gawwwd its so big and beautiful!" Samina gasped, marvelling at the size.
"What's happening? You're not telling me. Is he in yet?" I whined, not wanting miss anything.
"Just honey … it's just…OOOhhhhhh yessssh...." Samina panted deeply, and I imagined her getting that glazed look in her eyes, the one she got whenever a big cock penetrated her, and started to take her to paradise.
"I guess he's in now, then?" I asked
"yeshh, yeah....yeah, and it feels amazing." Samina managed to say out, and I felt happy for her.
I heard Mehmood's voice again. "Hold steady, babe, here it comes!"
He must have started fucking her with gusto, as I Samina scream and pant continuously
"Christ, you're so tight babe!" Mehmood's voice again.
"Umerrrr ohhhhh umerrrr… I'm going to need two hands to hang on." Samina panted
"Okay, but don't hang up, just place it down beside you," I shouted at her, frantic that she might cut off the call. My hand was now stroking his own cock repeatedly.
I heard her place the receiver down on the bench, so she could throw both arms around Mehmood's shoulders. I pictured her burying her head into his neck, her lips nuzzling his skin. Both of Mehmoods hands holding her ass eased their her cunt alternatively rose and sank fully over his rampant erection.
"Ooohhhhhh … I've got it all … I feel soooo wonderfully stuffed and full," she called out, and I was sure it was for me, not for Mehmood, whose own grunts were growing louder, and deeper.
As their moans, pants, and grunts intertwined, I pictured Mehmood lifting Samina's whole body up until it almost slid off the top of his cock, and then he was letting her go and the weight of her body was sliding her down over his shaft. Again and again, they mutually enjoyed the ultimate intimate joining of two eager bodies. I could hear the slapping of their bodies together, as well as their deep breathing, and panting. Never could I have imagined that just listening to Samina being fucking a big cock, could be so erotic.
I sat in the office, a hand pumping my cock under the desk while he listened to my wife getting off with our friend. Although she no longer held the phone at her end, I could clearly hear her gasping and heavy breathing on every stroke that Mehmood pounded into her. I was all unbelievably erotic, and I had to force myself to stop the stroking whenever I felt pressure build on my cock.
I knew just how close Samina was to cumming, by the sounds of her gasps and groans as the frequency of the sounds of their bodies slapping together decreased and then increased again. I pictured Samina slowing down and taking his cock in her deep, before starting to ride the length of it again. Just then, my cum splattered up at the underside of the desk as I gained his relief while on the other end of the phone, I could hear Samina moaning loudly through her orgasmic frenzy. I tried to imagine the feelings that Mehmood would be experiencing as Samina's vaginal muscles clamped and spasmed tightly around his cock head.
Suddenly, the phone line went dead and I presumed that Mehmood had taken the opportunity to hang up on him while Samina was lost in her orgasmic bliss. I was annoyed, but thankful too, I had to get back to work. I made mental not to ask Samina what happened from then on.
And ask her I did. She happily shared with me, all that happened cack at the house, Mehmood perched her ass on the bench, his shaft tightly embedded in her cunt. He was nowhere near ready to cum yet, but he allowed Samina time to come down from her first climax. At last, she opened her eyes and gazed deeply into his. "Is that it? Did you come?"
Mehmood answered by thrusting his hips forward, this move with himself lodged deep inside her, had the effect of shoving her further back onto the kitchen bench. She felt the fullness of his erection within her and knew that he was yet to come.
"I guess not," she sighed, tightening her arms around his shoulders, hugging herself to his muscular frame. "I love your big cock."
"I thought you might … that's why I came over." Mehmood laughed.
"I'm glad you did … I was silly to deny myself this," she said, tightening her vaginal muscles around his shaft for effect.
"What was that charade with Umer all about?" Mehmood laughed again.
"Oh that … I'm sorry, but I just figured that I'd tease him a little, and you know just in case you were not on to us, let you think that I was feeling guilty. Umer has a real voyeur streak. He seems to get a kick out of sharing me with other men, so long as he can watch it or hear about it after." Samina explained.
"What do you mean watch you and me?" Mehmood demanded.
Samina was caught out, in the aftermath of their passion, she wasn't thinking straight and had let the word 'watch' slip out. "No, no, I mean watch me as I tell him about you fucking me."
"You don't mean that … you said watch. Was he somewhere watching that night we were together up in your bed? Did he have a camera there?" Mehmood demanded.
Samina realised that she had said too much, she couldn't think quickly enough to talk her way out of her revelation. "I'm sorry, Mehmood … Umer insisted. I just went along with it because that was the only way he would let me have you that night."
"What was it, a camera or was he watching us through the door?"
"He was in the closet," Samina told him ashamedly.
"Wow, he's a strange one. So you were just performing for him with me?" Mehmood let out a long breath.
"No Mehmood, that's not true. I really got into it. I mean, I knew he was there when we first went up, but after all that effort that we took to get this wonderful beast inside me…" She clamped the muscles in her groin around him again to emphasise her point. "…then I just forgot he was there. I was embarrassed really … when I thought about it later, I was afraid that I might have been a bit too enthusiastic in giving myself to you so completely."
"Did he mind how you threw yourself into it?" Mehmood asked pointedly.