Adultery Wife's snaps by pakcouple

[Ramesh_Rocky]

He ignored her plea and his finger continued to ravage her clit, bringing her closer and closer. She tried to pull back away from his probing finger, but his other hand was around her ass, holding her firm, his middle finger wedged in the cleavage formed by her cheeks, its tip resting on her anus. She was held captive to his digital arousal and her body responded where her mind was reluctant.

With a flurry of gasping fast breaths, followed by a moaning shriek, Samina signalled her latest orgasm as her hips jerked furiously and her thighs tried to clamp together to hold his finger steady while her legs shook. His finger on her clit stilled to allow her to appreciate the release, but his mouth at her nipples maintained its furious assault unabated.
When her climax was through, she pulled her body back away, the only way she could stop his plundering of her breasts.
"Why didn't you want to come that way?" Mehmood asked her.
"I didn't want to come standing up, and its not quite the same with a finger, I prefer Umer's tongue or a cock, a big thick one like yours, of course." Samina said, as she caught her breath.
"OK Samina!" Mehmood laughed. "Sit on me, Samina," Mehmood said to her, as he placed a hand behind one thigh, encouraging her to bring her leg up on the bed. She did and he pushed her foot around behind himself, then grabbed the other thigh, one hand under her ass to hold her up while her second foot left the floor. The second foot was pushed around his back on the other side, the soles touching behind his ass.
Mehmood still sat on the edge of the bed, Samina sitting on his thighs, facing him. Her arms were around his neck, her legs wrapped around his body, her feet behind his ass, his erection standing up vertically between their bodies. His hands caressed their way down her back and his face came forward and he kissed her again with passion.
"Ummmmm!" she moaned when the kiss ended. His hands had found their way down her back to her ass and he scooped under her and lifted her body up, bringing her closer to him and raising her until her spread cunt lips were hovering just above his broad erection.
Holding her up above him with both hands, he had difficulty guiding his cock into her cunt. "You might have to help me," he said.
Samina understood and took an arm from around his neck, her hand dropping down between them and she took hold of his thick cock. She steered it into the opening in her nether lips, sliding it up and down twice, smothering the head with her juices until nestling the head right at the opening of her cunt.
"Now!" was all she said and he responded by dropping her body so that her most intimate passage slithered down over his thick cock head. Her cunt had become so accustomed to his girth that she managed to get all of it inside her in just two moves this time. When he was wedged fully in place, she leaned back and stared into his eyes. "I suppose I've got to do most of the work in this position."
"Are you complaining?"
She closed her eyes, savouring the tight full feeling of his cock inside her. "Never … not where your cock is concerned," and she braced her arms around his neck for support and pushed her body upward, causing his cock to almost slide out of her. A long pause with only his cock head just inside her cunt, then she let her body fall and his cock plowed back into her fully, causing her to expel a huge breath of air.
So this became the pattern as she controlled their pleasure, working her thighs and her arms powerfully to raise and lower her body over his prominent shaft. With her track record in recent weeks, it was no surprise to either of them when her heavy breathing and loud gasping forecast an impending orgasm that rolled over her body like she had been dumped by a large wave in the surf.
They rested until she was ready to resume her strenuous efforts, then the rhythm picked up again, the pace gradually building as she headed for another orgasm. She controlled all the movements while he sat passively, his hands holding the cheeks of her ass, several fingers buried deep in the cleavage between her cheeks.
Neither of them was in a hurry, just savouring every erotic sensation they could draw from two bodies that at last fit perfectly together. It took probably ten minutes getting to her second orgasm. This one took a lot out of her and as she rested, his cock wedged deep inside her, she told him, "I love this position, but I'm running out of energy."
"No problem babe!" Mehmood held onto her body tightly and somehow rolled over to his right, taking her with him, so that she ended up in a now all too familiar position … on her back in this bed, underneath Mehmood.
Her bottom rested on the edge of the bed, her legs still locked around his ass. His feet found the floor and he used them as leverage as he took over their last fornication together. Mehmood was proud that he had his willpower and control back and he proceeded to give Samina one of their best rides yet.
He was unrelenting, driving his cock into her cunt again and again, powerful strokes that would leave her sore like she had been after the first night he had fucked her in this bed. It was to be another marathon performance, lasting nearly an hour. They never knew it, but twice I crept up the stairs silently, just to check that they were still at it. Each time, he left them alone to enjoy their last time together.
They gave up counting how many times she came, because this time there were some mini orgasms that rolled on after the major hits … something like after-shocks from an earthquake. After they had been constantly at it for nearly an hour without him coming, Mehmood sensed that he would not be able to hold on much longer. "I'm gonna cum, Samina!"
"Not without me, I hope," she answered, working the muscles in her groin, striving to achieve one more in this session.
Together, their bodies reacted to each other, Mehmood dipped his head to kiss her passionately, trying everything he could think of to help her come with him. The seconds ticked by, Mehmood felt his balls releasing their latest production. "Better be soon, babe … I can't hold this back."
Mehmood pounded his cock deep into her cunt … and then it hit … his cock spurting his cum deep into Samina … her body responding just in time with her final major. The relief was evident on her face as she smiled up at him amid the gasps and moans of another fabulous finish. Looking up at him, in his face Samina saw the ecstasy of a man totally happy and content with what he had just been through.
Neither wanted to end it and they somehow managed to twist their bodies so that they could lie on the bed, entwined together … legs, arms and torso. It was that way that they would slumber for perhaps another hour.
It was in that second hour that I twice more crept up the stairs to check on their progress. But each time, I chose to leave them alone, allowing them both to come down peacefully from the final chapter in their affair. I knew that I would have plenty of opportunities to watch Samina with other men, plus I felt like I would be intruding on her. She had not asked me to come watch, in fact I had voluntarily offered to give them time alone, sneaking up now would not only be wrong, it would be betrayal of a promise. So after I had tired of listening to music, I switched the TV on to catch up with some Saturday night sports. I was determined that I would leave them to alone, for as long as they wanted.
"Hey Umer,” Mehmood's voice startled me as I watched a basketball game and I spun around to see him dressed as he had been when they played golf so many hours ago.
"Hi Mehmood … how did it go?"
"Sensational Umer, you are a truly good friend. I couldn't ask for a more generous friend. To think that you would give your wife to me so unselfishly." Mehmoods voice told me he was being sincere.
I rose, and Mehmood came forward and threw his arms around me in a big bear hug. The kind that Pakistani men give their good friends. "I have just had the best time,man, tonight was special,and this afternoon,hell, that double teaming fuck,wow! But, not just tonight and today, every other time I have been with her has been something else. I now feel reborn." Mehmood shook my hand as he let got of the hug.
"It's been my pleasure to help out a friend … you were pretty low there a few weeks ago. I just hope you will keep all this to yourself. Samina was and still is quite afraid if word getting around, and frankly so am I a little." I said.
"Yeah Umer, I know I was … but Samina and yourself have managed to lift me out of it. I couldn't have done it without you two. And you don't have to worry, your secret is safe with me. Samina is too special a person and I would never do anything that could hurt her, or cause her embarassment."
"Thanks a lot Mehmood, I know you are trustworthy, I told Samina that and I think she believed it too, otherwise none of this would have happened." I said.
"We had a real workout tonight … she told me she's now pretty sore down there … you know, in her cunt. I'm so sorry if I've put her out of action for a few days. I hope you'll forgive me. But I have thanked her just the way I have you, and really it has been a real pleasure." Mehmood said sincerely.
"Don't worry about it, Mehmood, I'll cope. As long as Samina is happy and satisfied that is all the counts and matters." I did not point out that my tongue would probably be put to good use as soon as I went to the bedroom.
"Well buddy, I guess I'll see you for golf next Saturday." Mehmood started for the front door, but he stopped and paused. "Thanks again for everything. But I think I need to find myself a woman who will be mine.”
With that, Mehmood left. I slowly climbed the stairs and went into his bedroom where Samina lay curled up on my side of the bed, facing away from me. It was a warm night and there was no top sheet over her, she was still laying on it to avoid the dried cum stains on the bed sheet from earlier. I lay down behind her and spooned his body with hers and she pushed back into him and emitted a contented sigh. Soon, just as I had thought, my tongue was back where it belonged, between Samina's legs, giving her a soothing massage and tasting her sex mixed with of Mehmood's. I did not even give that second thought any more.
Mehmood was as good as his word, he never again even suggested that he might fuck Samina, and he never did. As for his new romance, love did blossom for him, but not with Diana, he met a lovely recent divorcee named Kavita, and after dating her for a few months, they moved in together. A few years after that, in a quiet civil ceremony they got married and have been together since.
As you can see Samina's horizons were enlarging and her boundaries were spreading. Mehmood was just another cog in the wheel. The next lover, took things along even more, in a way. Also from now on, you will note that more and more of the narrative will take the form of me reproducing what Samina told as more often than not, I was not there to witness events first hand. Still, do not despair, or feel sorry for me, as I am the happiest husband in the world, and would not change anything for all the tea in china!
But things were still continuing to evolve and develop. After Mehmood Samina seemed to get into a slump or sorts. She seemed to have lost interest in pursuing another man, at least for a while yet. I think she was still trying to take stock of all that had happened with Mehmood, and what it meant for her. When I asked her about it, she said that she needed to slow things down a little just to keep her sanity. I think it was more than that, I think he reactions to Mehmood scared her, and she wanted to recover from that, also she threw herself into work taking on several large projects, leaving her with very little spare time.
Then I realized that perhaps I would have to do something to get her back on track. Perhaps that is what she was waiting for. To have me reaffirm everything and let her get back to the job of being sexually ravished by big-cocked men. I suppose its not easy for a woman who loves her husband and yet be so willing to be taken by other men. She did admit that it was all very confusing for her and she needed time to adjust. That was the result of those few brief weeks with Mehmood. None of her other lovers had that kind of an effect. It was as if she had taken 5 steps forward, but 7 back.
Unfortunately our own sex life had also dropped off precipitously. For me somehow it was not the same. I had so much wanted her to fuck other men, that it was almost anti-climactic now that she was not doing it. I cannot explain my feelings, but while we made love, Samina tried half-heartedly to bring some passion back into it, the way it used to be before, but we both knew that was just not possible anymore. Her disappointed reactions and looks always spoke the same story. She needed another man with a a bigger cock to fuck in order to be truly pleasured. In a way I think that realization but not wanting to do anything more about it, may have started to have a negative impact on our marriage. The genie was out of the bottle, and there was no way to put it back. Plus we had both agreed earlier, that even as our lust and sex life was not the same as before, our psychological and mental connection had grown stronger by leaps and bounds since she had started fucking other men, now I believed that was in danger too.
Not many husbands would be keen to go looking for other men to fuck their wives, but then I am not like your average husband. I could not wait for Samina to be with yet another man, and when she seemed reluctant to go find one, I decided I would find one for her. I thought it my duty to my lovely wife, and the best possible way I could show her I loved her. So, it seemed that my involvement in finding lovers for her, or convincing her to sleep with someone was not quite over yet. Samina still required my approval for some reason, like I said, she still needed reaffirmation!
One day, we were in the park, enjoying a gloriously sunny and mild day. The kind where you don't want to be indoors at all. We lay side by side on a beach rug, under an open umbrella. Samina was reading a book, and sipping some white wine, while I did some work on my laptop, and drank some beer, not being particularly fond of white wine. Eventually, we just gave up reading and working and fell asleep for a bit. After waking up, we lay there for a little while longer, but eventually got up and straightened ourselves out.
As we did, we noticed a guy who had been lying on his own rug a few yards from away under a tree, was eyeing us intently. I thought that was hardly surprising given that Samina looked smashing in her new bikini. It was one of those really tiny ones that left even less to the imagination than a typical bikini did. Our car was parked some distance away, but we had to walk by the man in order to get to it. As we started in his direction, he flushed and started to turn away to go, but then hesitated, looked at Samina and said as we got closer, he whistled and said, “lovely lady!”
Samina smiled at him. "Thank you," she said, and he smiled again and winked at Samina.
I didn't think much of it at the time, but a little later, when were are home a naughty thought occurred to me, and I asked Samina, "Would you have let him fuck you if I had asked you to?"
“Who?” Samina asked pouring herself a glass of wated.
“They guy at the beach.” I said.
Samina laughed. "Yes. Of course I would! He was so good looking and did you see how well he filled out that tight swim trunk he was wearing. I mean that looked really nice, looks like he really packs a punch down there, unlike some others I know.” She looked very pointedly at my crotch and snickered.
I didn't say anything for a while, but realized that Samina had said almost exactly what I had thought and hoped she would. In fact she had confirmed my suspicion that she was looking for some kind of affirmation from me.
“Alas mother nature has not been kind to all of us!” I laughed back at her finally.
“I'll say!” Samina snickered again, and gently squeezed my crotch. “So you wanted him to fuck me?” She asked.
"Yes," I answered. "I wanted to see him fuck you. Sweetie you deserve it, you need it. Lets both accept that fact as reality and stop beating around the bush about it. I think that much is apparent!”
"I know," Samina answered. "I will. Make me do it. I want to do more. I want to do it for us, I know we both need it! But I right now, I need your support to do it! You know I cannot tell you how guilty and bad I feel about the way I was with Mehmood. It made me realize that I have become a slut. A big cock loving slut, and I am not sure I like that."
“Why not Samina? I don't think there is absolutely anything wrong with being so sexually uninhibited. In fact I think its damned sexy and beautiful. I love you very much and I love the fact that you are that way.” I said to Samina, and she nodded with a smile.
“I am glad you feel that way Umer, and I love you all the more for it, but still... sometimes I can't help but wonder if we are doing the right thing.” Samina was very serious.
“And is this one of those time? Is this why you have been so listless and quiet these past few days?” I asked my lovely wife.
“Yes I guess so.” Samina nodded softly, a distant look in her eyes.
I understood exactly where she was coming from. Like it or not, the lifestyle was diametrically opposed to the everything she had been exposed to, and brought up to believe was right and proper. And no matter how open minded she might be, inevitably it was difficult to put aside completely, years of training and cultural conditioning. That kind of thing takes a lot of time. As I have said before, we all have walls that we hide behind, too keep ourselves in check. Most of Samina's walls had been knocked down completely, and the last few (the ones that are the hardest to knock down), had at least had many large holes blasted in them. But what remained was giving her the guilt.
I smiled comfortingly at Samina and hugged her tight. She kissed me and sobbed a little. Clearly this was a woman in turmoil. I could not think of what else to say, so just hugged her hard and rocked her gently, which was exactly what she needed at the time.
“Samina,” I said softly as I held her tight. “I will always love you and I want you to be happy. So no matter what you decide to do from now on, please do not think of how I will react, do what makes you happy, secure in the knowledge that is what will make me happy too.”