Adultery Wife's snaps by pakcouple

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Samina looked awesome. Although she was wearing a coat because of the unusually cool evening, I knew that underneath was a tight blue top and a super short, denim skirt. Long black boots finished off the look perfectly. We had discussed stockings and garter, but in the end she wore just a tiny black thong underneath. I had helped her shave in the bath. My cock had been throbbing all evening, and touching her body did not help matters. But she only smiled at me, and gave me a little kiss as we left the house.
Her long black hair fell seductively around her beautiful face. She turned and saw me staring at her. "What?" she asked.
"Nothing. You look, well, beautiful tonight."
She smiled and her whole face lit up. "Are my eyes smouldering?" she asked. This was our private joke about her make-up. I loved when I could tell her that her eyes smoldered.
"Of course," I answered. "You're making me extremely horny."
"Good," she answered. "Now keep your eyes on the road."
We turned down yet another winding little sides treet. It didn't look much different than the last one, but the GPS told us that we were arriving at our destination, and we saw that the street was filled with several parked cars.
"I think we found it," I said. Samina was staring out the window.
She then turned to me, and with naughty smile, asked “nervous?"
“A little,” I said. “Not knowing what to expect is not making things easy.”
Samina laughed. "Hey, we can leave any time you want. You do know that, right?"
"Yes." I smiled at my lovely wife. "But I'm still a little nervous."
"We don't have to go in if you don't want to." Samina said seriously. Once again I knew that she was not really offering me a choice. She wanted to go in and that was all that mattered to me. This was just a little game she liked playing with me, perhaps to test me.
I shook my head. "Oh no, I want to go!|
"Great, then we will go in and have a good time." Samina said seriously, then mischievously added, “I plan to!"
I parked the car and we got out. We saw another couple getting out o their car nearby as well. The other woman was a tall, thin blonde. She was cute. The other guy - I assumed her husband - with her seemed a bit nervous. They walked by us and we all said some quiet hellos. I thought I saw Samina and the other woman exchange a longer look and both smiled slightly at each other. We collected ourselves, and headed towards the house.
I rang the doorbell. The door was opened by a rather large black man. He looked at me sternly, then shifted his gaze to Samina. He smiled and ushered us in. "Can I take your coat?" he asked Samina.
"Thanks," she said, slipping it off. The man's eyes instantly locked on to her firm breasts.
"Nice," he said, smiling.
"Thanks, again," answered Samina, blushing a bit. But, she seemed to stand a bit straighter, causing her breasts to jut out even more prominently.
"We have drinks and food in the next room. Why don't you go in and make yourself comfortable?"
"Great," said Samina. "Is there a bathroom close by?"
"Yeah," answered the other guy. "I'm Tim by the way." He held out his large hand and pointed. "Third door down on the left."
Samina turned to me. "I'll be right back." She headed off to the bathroom and Tim turned to me.
"You guys haven't been to one of our parties before, have you?" As he was asking, Tim handed me Samina's coat.
"No," I answered. “But Samina has been looking forward to tonight ever since she got the invite." I tried to lighten the mood a bit.
Tim adjusted his crotch and smiled. "Well, they certainly are great." I looked down at his crotch then back to his face. I simply stood there, awkwardly, for a bit.
"So here's the deal," he finally said after letting me suffer a bit. "The whole house is one big party. Everyone is in and out of the rooms having a great time."
"Sounds great to me," I said, thinking of all the erotic things that could be going on anywhere in the house. "So, uh, should I wait here for Samina or should I go check things out?"
"Oh," said Tim, looking slightly annoyed. "I guess you wouldn't know what to do." He went to a door close by and opened it. It led to a basement. A basement in Florida? I was surprised to say the least. "The coats are put down there, and um, that's where you guys hang out."
"Us guys?" I asked. Then I realized that he was talking about the husbands. "Um, sorry. I guess I'll head down there then."
"Great," said Tim, smiling again. "You'll have a good time. And don't worry about your wife," he said, pausing a bit. "She'll have an awesome time!"
"I, uh, hope so," I answered as I headed towards the door to the steps.
Tim looked down the hall. I followed his gaze and saw Samina heading back towards us.
"She's got a great set of tits," he said crudely. "I can't wait to see and enjoy them!" He turned and smiled at me again. "Have a great time."
I didn't say anything. As I walked down the stairs, Tim closed the door. I didn't get to say anything to Samina when she got back. At the bottom of the stairs, I entered a large room. There were several couches and a large screen television, in one area. There was a bar in the corner that looked like it had a kitchenette in it. The whole set up was especially nice, and it must have cost a fortune to put this in a basement in the area. There were about 6 other guys in the basement. 4 white, and 1 I guessed came from the same of the world as me, and I was partially correctly. He was actually Indian, but his family had been in Kenya for 4 generations before immigrating to the US. No women. I noticed that and a porno movie was playing. As I watched briefly, a white woman was getting fucked by a black guy with an enormous cock. I smiled - what other kind of porno would they have playing?
I walked over to the bar. There were beers, and sodas. Typical bar set up. I cracked open a beer and surveyed the room again.
"First time?" A strange voice said behind me.
I turned. The guy next to me also had a beer in his hand. He was dressed similar to me. Khakis and a button down shirt. Nice looking guy I guess. I wondered briefly what his wife looked like.
"Um yeah," I said. "Is it that obvious?"
He smiled. "Well, you have a bit of that deer in the headlights look about you."
It was my turn to smile. "I guess I do." I put out my hand. "I'm Umer."
"Sudhir," he said, shaking my hand. "My wife's name isRashmi."
"Samina." I answered. "So, um, you guys have been to these parties before?"
"Yeah," said Sudhir. "A few. Rashmi likes to come every few months. She tells me that she gets the itch." He laughed.
"I see." I looked around the room again. Guys were either talking quietly or sitting on the couches watching TV "I wasn't quite expecting this."
"Oh, you mean the husbands down here?"
"Yes," I answered. "Although I guess I wasn't sure what to expect."
"Well," said Sudhir, "it takes some adjusting to." He paused, then continued. "But I think it adds to the experience. You know, wondering what's going on upstairs."
I noticed that I could feel and hear the faint thumping of the stereo upstairs and also some faint muffled voices.
"How many people usually come to these parties?"
"Usually anywhere from 6 to 12 couples," said Sudhir. I looked around and saw that 1 or 2 new white guys had joined us in the basement. "I think there are usually around 15 to 20 black guys who come."
"Wow."
"They like us to stay down here, but we can go up and take a quick look if you like." Sudhir said helpfully.
"Um, sure," I said.
Sudhir and I headed back up the stairs. When he opened the door, the music hit us loudly. It was also rather dark, compared to the bright basement. Only a few dim lamps were on that I could see. From the front hallway, we walked into the room that Tim had told us about when Samina and I first arrived. Although it was somewhat hard to see, I could make out about 4 women in the room with about 8 black guys. Two women were dancing very closely with their partners. One of the guys had a woman's skirt pulled up and he was fondling her ass as they danced. The other dancing couple were making out and I thought that the guy was rubbing the woman's breast. In the corner, one woman was sitting in a guy's lap. They were also making out. His hands were between her legs. The other woman was on her knees. I could only assume that she was sucking the guy's cock. None of the four looked like Samina. I couldn't decide if I was relieved or disappointed by this.
"Can I help you guys?" A voice said behind us. I turned and saw yet another large black guy.
"Oh, um hey Bo," said Sudhir. "This is, um Umer. He's never been to a party here and I just wanted him to take a quick look."
Bo looked at us for a few seconds. "Okay," he finally said. I could tell that he didn't really care. He just wanted to get back to the party and to the pussy.
"C'mon," said Sudhir. "Let's head back downstairs."
"Okay," I agreed very reluctantly. I really wanted to stay up and check out the scene a little more.
We went back down and went back over to the bar. While we were upstairs my cock had gotten hard. I adjusted myself to get more comfortable. Sudhir saw and smiled. "Quite a turn on, huh?"
"Um, yeah," I answered. I looked down, rather embarrassed. My penis trapped in its cruel prison needed to be adjusted, and I tried to be as discrete as possible, but alas was not discrete enough.
"Hey don't worry about it. Made me horny as hell too!" Said Sudhir, and then rather pointedly adjusted his own crotch. I could not tell if he was locked up or not.
I looked around the room and again began watching some of the porn.. It made me even hornier, my penis was really hurting in that infernal device, designed as it was to cause pain if the penis started to get hard, which it did despite my efforts for it not to. Several of the guys were on the couches. They looked uncomfortable. Horny. They did not seem to be in a mood to talk. I could not blame them for feeling that way.
"So, um, its just a room full of horny guys?" I asked Sudhir. The thought of Samina fucking and sucking a big black cock kept flashing through my mind. This image, added to what I saw upstairs, my longtime imprisoned penis, and the porn on was an equation for one horny and frustrated guy!
"It's something isn't it?" answered Sudhir. I noticed that he was rubbing his crotch. Did he even realize that I saw? Did he care? I thought he was not locked up and envied him a fair bit.
"I didn't know how I was gonna make it the first time," he continued.
"No kidding," I said, laughing a bit.
Sudhir smiled. "Well, there is always R & R."
"R & R?" I asked, not sure what he was referring to.
"The release room," answered Sudhir "Its what we," he gestured to the other guys in the room, "named it."
"W-what is it?" I asked.
"C'mon. I'll show you." Sudhir got up and I followed him.
We walked to the far side of the basement. For the first time I noticed a door in the wall.
Sudhir opened the door. Inside was another room. It was very dimly lit. We walked in and Sudhir closed the door. I looked around and noticed a couch, futon and table. On the table were some boxes of tissues, some towels, tubes and what looked to be some condom packets. Mike turned to me.
"First, what happens in R&R stays in R&R." Explained Sudhir.
I smiled. "I think I've heard that somewhere before."
"I'm serious," Sudhir said. "We are all extremely horny. Sometimes you just have to take care of it. We set this room up so that we could do it, um, undisturbed."
I looked at the stuff in the room. "So, guys take turns coming in here and jacking off?"
"Jack off, meditate, do whatever they need to do." He was less than specific. I thought for a moment and then looked back at the table and the futon.
"So, um, more than one guy --" I started to ask, but Sudhir cut me off.
"Like I said, what happens in here stays in here. This whole night is about having fun. A good time. For your wife and for you. This room can be a part of it. However you want to use it! Understand?"
"Sure," I answered. I still wasn't quite sure what else the room was good for other than jacking off, but we went out and back to the bar. I didn't see any new faces in the room, and I assumed that the full 'group' was there for the evening. I could hear the music still thumping above. Not much else. I could only imagine.
"Umer," said Sudhir, standing next to another guy, "this is Bill. Bill, Umer." I shook Bill's hand and we said out hellos. He was a pretty non-descript guy. Again, dressed in similar nice pants and a button down. Its like we had uniforms. Team "Our wives are fucked by black men!"
Sudhir and Bill chatted for a bit while I nursed my beer. Obviously, this wasn't what you would call a "normal" party, and thus it seemed, at least to me, that all these guys down here really didn't know what to say or do while we waited.
"So," said Bill, "how long have you been in the lifestyle?" I paused for a bit.
"You mean as ca uckold?" I asked in response. "Samina and I have been involved for a while now."
"Hmm.... it's something else, isn't it? Letting another man fuck your wife while you watch or," he looked around, "stay in the basement with a bunch of other cuckold husbands."
"C'mon Bill," said Sudhir, smiling. " Ease up on the questions. Its his first time here."
I knew that Sudhir was just trying to make be fell better, but I didn't really mind the questioning. I'd never really spoken to other men who felt the same why that I did. About watching wives fucking other guys.
"It's okay, Sudhir " I said. "In fact its nice to be able to talk to other men in the same position as me. It's good to know that I am not alone in feeling this way.”
"What way?” Laughed Bill. Having her get fucked by some big black cock?"
"Yeah." I laughed. Then added, “well getting fucked by any big cock!”
"Pretty wild, isn' it?" Sudhir chimed in with a laugh.
"Definitely." Bill added. “These parties are definitely do get wild."
"You can say that again." Sudhir laughed, sipping his beer.
I was a bit confused. "What do you mean?" I asked the other two guys. At that moment, I noticed a woman coming down the steps. She had on very short dress, long brown hair. She had a nice set of boobs, but nothing that could compare to Samina's.
"Watch," said Bill." And you'll see a bit of what I mean.
The lady who had come into the basement looked a bit tired, but had a huge smile on her face. She went over to one of the guys I hadn't talked to and tapped him on the shoulder, interrupting his porn watching. He smiled as she sat next to him. Well, more like laid down next to him. Her little dress rode up and I could see her naked pussy and ass. Her pussy was red, and looked very wet. The guy instantly put his head between her legs and, I had to assume, began liking her. She began moaning and moving her hips up and down. I realized that she was talking tot eh guy as well. I couldn't really hear what she way saying though.
Sudhir, must have noticed that I was trying to listen. "She's telling him about the big black cock that just fucked her."
"Oh. Um. Okay." I said. My cock was crying out in pain, is it tried to get hard. I couldn't help but think about all the times I had liked Samina clean. I was sure I would be doing so again that night. I glanced over at Mike and Bill. Both were staring at the action and both were rubbing their own, free, hard cocks. So far I had not seen anything that was too surprising. The only difference was that now more people knew I was being cuckolded by my wife. No big deal.
The woman was moaning rather loudly now and then with a few really load gasps, she seemed to collapse into the couch. Obviously, she just had a huge orgasm. After that, some light conversation started up between some of the guys again. The lucky guy on the couch sat up, his face all wet and sticky, and began helping the woman, who I assumed was his wife, get to her feet. The guy pulled her dress down as she tried to straighten her hair a bit. She gave the guy a quick peck on the cheek and I thought I heard her say, "Thanks honey, see you later." Before she turned and walked to the stairs. After she was gone, I looked back at the guy and saw that he had his hand down his pants and was rubbing his cock. He eventually took his hand out and went straight to the R&R room. I didn't blame him.
I wondered what Samina was up to?