08-05-2019, 03:42 PM
Version - "cool.smart.dude"
Swati was not quite happy with having sex on the same room as her husband..
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It was morning 5 AM.. they were still sleeping.. Swati and Jayraj.. Anshul had woken up.. he didnt know how to wake up Swati.. He called her..but there was no response.. he somehow gathered himself up with the support of the bed.. and raised himself up.. the scene on the bed did make his head spin..Jayraj was sleeping close to Swati.. Swati was facing away from him.. Jayraj was facing her..his hand was holding her hand..(in the night unknowingly Jayraj had come close to Swati)..on their legs.. there was just one blanket.. suddenly he noticed that some strap like thing was hiding beneath Swati's pillow.. when he tried to look at it more clearly.... he clearly saw it was Swati's bra.. did she open it for Jayraj? or it was just opened earlier? Oh God what is he thinking? Anshul was going mad.. He couldnt support himself any more and then went back to lying down.. hundred thoughts were coming to his mind.. what were the noises in the middle of the night.. why did they have to go to the bathroom..why was Swati's bra beneath her pillow.. What if Jayraj ji notices her without bra.. do they sleep like this.. so close every night? does she not wear her bra every night? Why do they have to sleep together every night? Suddenly he heard bed movements..
Jayraj had woken up.
Jayraj turned Swati around.
Swati woke up slowly.
Jayraj whispered: Good morning babu..
Anshul heard the whisper.. then heard a small 5 second noise like someone kissing someone..
Swati was not at all in mood of kissing back Jayraj. She didnt kiss back and woke up to check Anshul. Though she wanted to make sure Anshul was asleep.. that's why she had left the kiss.. but Jayraj thought she is more interested in Anshul's sleep.. he didn't go back to pulling her today.. Swati pulled her hands up and started putting a juda on her hair.. Those raised arms made Jayraj crazy.. he could see her breasts protruding due to that movement.. her complete stomach and navel were getting exposed.. on other day he would have pulled her and within next 2 minutes she would have been beneath him moaning the intercouse humps..but today was different.. Swati was slightly unhappy with his behaviour.. being a woman.. she felt very bad.. She climbed down the bed.. went to Anshul..
Swati: aap uth gaye?
Anshul: haa.. thodi der hi hui..
Swati: chaliye.. aapke room me le jati hu..
Anshul: kyu? aisi koi jaldi nahi he mujhe..
Swati: are aap kitni der neeche soyenge.. ab bas hus ye bachpana.. mujhe aur bhi kaam he.. ghar me mehmaan he.. (then she spoke slowly) aur ye kamra to 'unka' hai.. unhe acha nahi lagega.. sirf mujhe hi sone dete hain..wohi badi baat he..
Anshul was bit disappointed.. Swati picked him up.. and led him to his room.. She made him lie down..
Swati: aap thodi der so jaiye aur..
Anshul: thik he.. (he watched her smile and then go)
Swati entered Jayraj's bedroom. she had kept the door open.. she went to the cupboard to take out her towel and saree..
Jayraj: darwaza band karo..
Swati turned to him: kyu?
Jayraj: jitna kaha jaye.. utna karo..
Swati went and closed the door.. She saw Anshul looking towards their room..
Jayraj: aaj jab mai subah tumhe kiss kar raha tha.. tum uth kyu gayi..
Swati: to kya karti? Anshul neeche the.. so rahe the..
Jayraj: wo to raat ko bhi so raha tha..
Swati: maine apko mana tab bhi kia tha..
Jayraj: mujhe mat sikhao.. kab mana karna he..
Swati: dekhiye.. mai waisi nahi hu.. ki mujhe jab marzi ache se bat ki.. aur jab andar daal dia.. uske bad gande se bat kare..
Jayraj got angry.. she was replying back to him..
Jayraj: tu samajhti kya he apne ap ko? thodi si bhagwan ne shakal kya di.. tu to nakhre dikhane lagi.. bhul mat tuhe raste se utha laya tha
Swati felt bad again.. the way he started talking to her.. she didnt reply,, she had tears in her eyes and started going to the bathroom..
Jayraj realised he went a bit too far..
Jayraj: suno.. jo hua wo hua.. dhang ke kapde pehen lena.. ghar me mantriji hain..
Swati didnt reply..she went to the bathroom.. she took her bath and came back..
Swati: mai is kamre me nahi soungi.. ye sab bahut jyada ho gaya.. mai waisi aurat nahi hu.. jaisa aapne soch rakha he.. islie mujhe maaf kijiye.. chahe to hume ghar se nikal dijiye..
Jayraj: pagalo jaisi baat mat karo.. ghar me mantriji hain.. tum abhi ghar se chali gayi to kya hoga?
Swati: to aapko unki fikar jyada he ki wo kya sochenge.. maine faisla kar lia he.. mai aapke sath na soungi.. na hi koi bat karungi..
Jayraj goes close to her.. holds her by her waist.. kya chaie tujhe? paise? gehne?
Swati looked at him with anger.. chodiye mujhe
Jayraj: mai chahu to tujhe abhi nanga karke bistar pe tere sath let jau..bol to darwaza bhi khol deta hu..
Swati looked at him.. and gave him one tight slap,, opened the door.. and stormed out..
As soon as Swati stormed out of the room, she went crying and went straight to the kitchen. Anshul's door was slightly open and he was lying on the bed. He saw Swati rushing to the kitchen and could hear her weeping faintly. He saw Jayraj walk swiftly after her. Anshul thought probably it was all his fault that he slept in their room yesterday night and that might have caused some problem between Jayraj & Swati. He had a mixed feeling. On one hand he thought he had the complete right to sleep next to his beautiful wife but on the other hand he felt bad as he forcefully slept in their room, even though Jayraj's minister was in the house. He slowly helped himself up from the bed and with some difficulty got into his wheel chair. He thought that even he should go and calm Swati as she must have gone through a lot of stress lately and that's why she must be crying. As a husband its his duty. He started wheeling his chair and came out of the bedroom. He didn't see anyone in the living room. He saw Mantriji's bedroom closed. He thought Swati might be in the kitchen and Jayraj might have gone to pacify her. As soon as he moved towards the kitchen, he surprisingly saw that the kitchen door was closed and most probably locked from inside. He was little surprised as he was little sure that Swati went to the kitchen and Jayraj also went behind her. So what were they doing in the kitchen so early morning? And that too with the door closed? He was feeling nervous and he had an increased heartbeat with the usual feeling of nervousness as to why the door was closed. He stopped and then backed down a bit and went near the dining table and stood there - waiting for them to get out.
Inside the kitchen, Swati had put both her hands on the platform and was crying lightly. Jayraj rushed after her inside the kitchen and quickly locked the door. Swati turned back and was looking at him. She was looking at his huge built. He was an old man but very much fit and healthy. He was totally black as opposed to Swati who was milky white and very much petite and short-heighted for Jayraj. Jayraj looked into her eyes, and then went close to her and said Sorry.
Jayraj: Sorry Swati.. kal Anshul ki wajah se mera dimag garam ho gaya tha..
Swati: (still crying) Aap ne kabhi mujhse aisi baat nahi ki..
Jayraj: haa.. pata nahi mujhe kya ho gaya tha.. ab chalo bedroom me.. Mantriji aur Anshul ko uthne me thoda wakt he.. kal raat ko thik se ho nahi paya tha.. ek bar kar lete hain na..
Swati: abhi nahi.. mujhe nashta banana he.. Mantriji to aaj subah wapas Delhi ke lie nikal jayenge..
Jayraj: koi baat nahi.. thodi der ke baad bana lena na.. ya fir yahin pe tumhe thoda pyar kar lu..
Swati blushed..
Swati: Dhatt.. aap bhi na..
They both hugged each other. Jayraj put both his hands on her soft, velvetty back feeling the naked skin over her blouse. His right hand went and softly pumped one of her heavy hip over her saree. Swati's body shivered in the momentary pleasure. Jayraj and Swati stopped hugging and looked at each other's eyes. Swati was still shy. Jayraj was still open and had openly expressed his love to her. Jayraj suddenly lowered his shorts and sprung out his 8 inch hardended iron rod with veins protruding from all sides. Swati felt little shy on that sudden exposure and looked away. He hugged her again and this time he hugged her in such a way that his penis was in direct contact with her belly skin. He kept rubbing his penis on her belly. Swati was feeling very aroused by this and she too hugged him tightly, thus causing the penis to feel the tightness of their bodies. Jayraj and Swati were slowly developing the arousal feeling. Jayraj started moving his hips and slowly rubbing his penis harder on her stomach. This caused Swati's petticoat hem to move down exposing her deep navel. Jayraj's both hands were on her hips, gripping them with full force while same time humping her and placing the tip of the penis head perfectly insider her navel. He was trying to fuck her navel. The direct penis touch on her stomach caused Swati to get totally aroused and she started kissing his open chest. Swati also started moving her stomach allowing him to get the friction of his penis. His penis had already started oozing out the pre-cum and was wetting Swati's navel. Jayraj put his lips on Swati's lips and they started sucking each other's lips softly. Jayraj kept humping her. Swati had both her arms on back of Jayraj and the movements of their bodies were causing her bangles to move and cause noises. There were soft moans from the couple that normally happens when a male and female are aroused and are around their carnal activities. These sounds could be clearly heard from outside the door, and Anshul could hear it faintly. He was getting worried as it was more than 15 mins, and he was standing outside waiting for them, but none were coming out.
Meanwhile Jayraj had increased his speed of pelvic thrusts on her belly. Her navel was fully covered with his penis pre-cum. His penis head was moving up and down vertically on her deep navel and could easily accomodate the tip of his huge penis. Jayraj was a strong man, but in front of Swati's sexiness, he too was unable to control himself. He literally started moving his penis up and down her navel. The simply feeling of his penis going up and down vertically on her navel was making him hot inside. Due to slippery liquid his penis used to sometimes move up from her navel to the belly, but he still pushed it back inside her navel. Swati on the other hand had closed her eyes and was enjoying the feeling of the hard penis of the old male on her belly. As the speed increased, Jayraj gripped her hips very hard. Swati held Jayraj's back with her hands tightly. She had a feeling that his man was going to orgasm. She could feel the penis more swollen. More Hard, and may be more longer at this moment. She left kissing her chest and they both started kissing on the lips. Jayraj was totally in a excited mood and had sucked her lower lips inside both his lips and was kissing her very hard. Then the moment came when he gripped Swati's ass tightest and started spurting his warm thick white fertile semen on her navel. His shots were coming like water comes from a pipe. With a pause of every milisecond, he spurrted his healthy sperms on Swati's navel and belly. A lot of it went on her saree pallu and the saree tied just below her waist. Jayraj grunted ........ aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh the moment he climaxed.
Swati knew he had exited lots of liquids on her belly and so got very wet inside her panty. Jayraj couldn't wait anymore and he wanted to put his hand inside Swati's panty. He pulled her Saree up and put his strong hand inside her petticoat and tried to just remove the base of her panty which covers the sweet hole and put his finger quickly inside her warm hole. Swati shivered and closed her thighs..
Jayraj wanted her badly and started pushing his finger in & out of her warm pussy. He could feel it was very wet and it was warmer than normal. His to-fro motion speed gained up and due to the prolonged activity they had just seconds before, Swati couldn't control any longer and she orgasmed and moaned... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.... ssssssssssssssssssssssssssss... aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..... and released her liquids on his hands... His hands were all juciy and wet with her liquids... He removed his hand and they both loving looked at each other... having satisfied each other... they kissed lightly...
Swati: meri to puri saree,,aur mera pet geela ho gaya he... puri saree chip chipa lag raha he.. aur mere pet se chipak rahi he.. kaise jau abhi bahar?
Jayraj: are to bahar kaun he? Mantriji to so rahe hain.. aur tumhara pati to aadhi neend me hoga..Saree ko utar lo aur blouse petticoat me jaldi se nikal jao..aur bathroom me ghus jao..
Swati: are nahi... koi agar bahar ho to.. gadbad ho jayegi..
Jayraj: chalo thik he.. fir aise hi nikal jao.. aur seedhe bathroom me ghus jana..
Swati: thik he..
Anshul was sitting aimlessly besides the Dining Table and was feeling little sleepy. Suddenly he heard the kitchen door open and then what he saw was very shocking for him. He saw Swati coming out with her saree totally exposing her wet belly... He could clearly see white sticky liquid dripping from her navel and belly.. He was little surprised and then more shocked when he saw Jayraj coming out after her..Swati was shocked and nervous to find Anshul outside..She got a feeling that Anshul might understand what is going on..
Swati's both cups of blouse were clearly visible as her pallu was running in between both her milky globes.. Her belly was totally visible,,, His mouth was still wide open seeing Swati in such and objectionable state with Jayraj.. Was he seeing it right? Or was he still missing something.. He was in a state of confusion when Jayraj spoke.
Jayraj: Anshul, apne kamre me jao...
Anshul looked at him blankly..
Jayraj: Anshul.. apne kamre me jao.. suna nahi?
Anshul: jee.. jee.. Jayraj ji..
Swati looked at Anshul and didn't smile.. she swiftly walked towards Jayraj's bedroom and closed the door..
Jayraj looked at Anshul hatefully, took out a ciagrette and moved out to the balcony..
Anshul dejected,, started moving to his bedroom,, when he felt his throat dried up.. He didn't see any bottle of water on the dining table. He moved to the kitchen to fetch a bottle from the fridge.. when he entered.. he saw two things.. He saw Swati's panty lying on the floor and just near it.. he saw thick white male semen on the floor.. His head started spinning... he was feeling like vomitting.. He could make no mistake.. he could judge the smell of the semen.. it was fresh.. it was somthing that just came out of the male body.. He loved his wife.. he still couldn't believe that something wrong happened inside the kitchen.. he started thinking of a possible reason for finding these dirty things in the kitchen.. may be its all a con-incidence.. he thought..
It was a very cold january night. The minister had left in the morning. It was past 11 PM. Jayraj and Swati were in the living room, watching TV. Anshul was lying on his bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. Sonia was sleeping besides him. His mind was restless. In the past few days, he saw that his innocent, loyal wife's behaviour had changed. Though she still loved him, she was spending more time with the old man of the house. He knew he was not able to perform sexually anything with his wife, but didn't his wife already know that he had gone through a painful accident. She had always supported him, but then what has happened now? Why does she seem drifting away. With all these heavy thoughts in his mind, sleep was far away. He wanted to speak to someone. But there was no one to share his pain. He though of having some water and spend some time in the balcony. With little support from the bed rest, he rose and then pulled his wheelchair close. Though it had become difficult to get onto the wheelchair on his own, but it still gave him some independency, some confidence that he doesn't rely on anyone for atleast moving around. He wheeled his chair outside his bedroom. He entered the living room, the lights were off and he saw the flashing lights of TV. He understood that someone is in the living room. He inched closer by forcing both his hands on the wheelchair.
He saw Swati sitting on the 3 seater sofa and watching TV. He couldn't see Jayraj. He went a bit closer. Due to the lights being off, Anshul was not visible to Swati.
When he went closer, he saw Jayraj lying on the sofa and his head on Swati's lap, but head towards the TV. Swati was lightly carassing his white-silver hairs. Anshul stood their watching them and judging the closeness. It's a basic instinct of a man to judge how close another male and female is just by looking at them. Till now nothing seemed over the top. He thought that two very close friends also can be in such a position. But what happened next, made him skip his heartbeat for a second.
He saw Jayraj turn his head and his face was now facing towards Swati's stomach. Swati looked towards him for a second, smiled and then went back to the TV. Jayraj then put both his hands around Swati's waist and pushed his face towards her belly. Her saree was now bit exposed from her belly and her stomach with little bit of that sexy fat was visible completely. Anshul was hoping that this is the last point of their intimacy. He wanted to move away just so that he doesn't see something he doesn't want to see or even think about. Till now he had never seen them so close. He did hear/see some doubtful things in the past between them which for sure raises eyebrows, but never anything highly objectionable. He didn't want that thin layer of glass to break. So, he was about to turn his wheelchair, when this happened. For him it happened everything in slow motion.
He saw Jayraj taking his tongue out of his mouth, and dig it slowly in his beloved wife's deep, dark navel. Anshul froze. He couldn't move, nor could he breath. He looked up at Swati whose eyes were now closed and her grip on his hair tightened. In slow motion for Anshul, he could clearly see that rogue old man circling his wife's navel with his rough tongue slowly but steadily. Jayraj then put both his lips on the hole and smooched her navel. There was no mistake in this. Anshul thought was he dreaming? He was dumbstruck, as if lightning fell on him. His ears were getting hot out of anxiety. He saw Jayraj move his lips on her belly for another 10 seconds kissing at random spots. Swati knew the place they were in. She had to stop him. So she pushed his head out of her belly. Jayraj got disappointed a bit.
Swati: neend aa rahi he
Jayraj: sona he tumhe?
Swati: ji
Jayraj: thik he.. chalo.. TV band kardo.
Swati switched off the TV. They both stood up. Anshul went to a safer location from where no one could spot him unless they switched on the lights. Jayraj picked up Swati easily. His left hand was beneath her neck. The other was beneath her knees. He had picked her up like a doll. The huge man was walking towards the bedroom with Anshul's wife. Swati's both hands were around his neck. Tear was rolling out of Anshul's eyes. For him it was still a dream. His wife was in the arms of the man whom she hated the most earlier. Jayraj went inside the bedroom, and pushed the door with his shoulder. The door didn't close completely as the push was not as strong since Swati was in his arms.
Anshul stood looking at the door. Lots of questions were running his mind.
Do they love each other? She is 27.. he is 49.. how can that even happen?
Is it limited to just that belly kissing? May be yes, my wife is so pure, she can't be having se...... no no.. what am I thinking? This can't be true.
Should I push the door and check what they are doing? You know what.. they might be sleeping now.. no chance they are making lov......... no no..
Anshul was drenched in sweat. His face was red with anxiety.
With a strong heart, he thought he had to know what is happening. After 15 mins of blankly staring at the door, he put his hands on his wheelchair and started rolling it. His eyes were fixed on the door, slightly open. He went near the door. Heart beating like a machine gun at war. He didn't push the door a lot so that they do not know he is there. He saw his little daughter sleeping on the baby cot at one corner of the room. With the heaviest eyes and head, he turned his head towards the king sized bed. He saw Swati on the bed, and Jayraj lying on top of her. His wife's both hands were around the old man. There was a blanket which was cover everything beneath their armpits and Swati was just wearing a black bra and Jayraj's black and sweaty back. They were looking into each other's eyes. Just then he saw Jayraj's hips moving forward as if giving a thrust and his wife arched back in ecstasy.
To be continued...
There was a blanket which was cover everything beneath their armpits and Swati was just wearing a black bra and Jayraj's black and sweaty back was visible. They were looking into each other's eyes. Just then he saw Jayraj's hips moving forward as if giving a thrust and his wife arched back in ecstasy.
Swati although accustomed to Jayraj's penis now, still was extremely tight down her love hole. Jayraj had sort of unusally thick and long penis. That's why Swati felt the sweet pain when he thrusted his penis inside her vagina completely in one shot. Swati pulled Jayraj close to herself and Jayraj stopped. He did not pull his penis back from her soft vagina as he was enjoying the cushion feeling that his penis was getting at the moment. They looked into each other's eyes and Jayraj bent for a kiss. He put his lips slowly on her lips and they had a perfect french kiss. Anshul couldn't believe what he just saw. All his doubts had vapourised and he could see his wife and Jayraj intimate with each other. He felt like vomitting and his head starting paining. Only relief he felt till now was that he thought that they were not doing intercouse as Jayraj had not moved his pelvic thrusts after the first one. He had burried his penis insider her vagina which Anshul was not able to see because of the blanket. Somewhere he had that false hope that all is not lost. As he couldnt see them fucking.
They were still kissing each other while Anshul was lost in his thoughts. It was paining for him to see his wife in that position with Jayraj. He waited there to see how far the couple have taken their intimacy to.
Jayraj broke the kiss after tasting her rosy lips. Swati was breathing heavily and slowly opened her eyes to see Jayraj break the kiss. Jayraj bent to his left and kissed Swati's right shoulder just beside her black bra strap. He kissing her shoulder with both lips. His left hand went up and slided down her bra strap. Same thing he did with the right strap. Swati moaned when both the straps were on her both sides. Jayraj had popped out his penis from her vagina as he sensed she was getting a bit of pain.
Jayraj whispered something in her ear, which Anshul couldn't hear but he could see Swati blush at first and then nod her head in agreement.
Jayraj then pumped her right breast with his left hand which Anshul could see clearly as he was on that side. Anshul's throat had dried up. What he saw next made him go completely mad. It was for the first time, he saw Jayraj pop out her white spotless breast out of her black bra and gobble it in his mouth and suck like a baby, tickling her pinkish nipples with his tongue. He could clearly see him sucking his wife's right breast and pressing her left breast. Her black bra was resting beneath both her breasts at the base. Jayraj's position was on top of his sweet wife, he was holding both her breasts and was sucking the right breast hungrily. He started sucking the left breast after that. Jayraj looked at Swati in her eyes while sucking her breasts.
Anshul was trying to check Swati's expressions and he was shocked when he saw her eyes closed, her right hand clutching Jayraj's hairs tightly and pulling her closer to her breasts. Jayraj was giving equal attention to both her breasts and was sucking them alternately. This certainly fired the love senses of the couple and they were getting ready for the intercouse.
Anshul saw his wife's legs fold involutanrily although her legs were inside the blanket. Anshul was not able to understand the next step of the lovers. He was certain his wife had not yet allowed Jayraj to penetrate her and he was thinking that he will speak to Swati tomorrow so that it can end here without much damage. But he did not foresee what was going to happen in front of him. He saw Jayraj leave her breasts and look down towards his groin a bit. He was positioning himself. He could clearly see Jayraj was done postioning himself but his right hand was inside the blanket and stretching down as if holding something. Jayraj was holding his penis and trying to locate the vagina hole of Anshul's wife. Before Anshul could understand anything, he saw Jayraj's hand back from the blanket and holding her left breast and he saw that pelvic thrust again and saw his wife move 2 inches on the bed. Due to that position, the blanket had come off their bodies, Swati's both the fair and shapely legs were spread and folded. Anshul saw the scene which he never ever dreamt of. They were both stark naked. Jayraj's huge towering muscular black body was moving forward and backward. They were joined from the groin. He was easily traversing inside out of Anshul's wife's pussy.
Swati: aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..... mmmmmmmm... aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.. mmmmmmmm...
Jayraj: aaarrrrrrrggggghhhhhhh.... aaarrrrrrrggggghhhhhhh... aaarrrrrrrggggghhhhhhh
Anshul saw how Jayraj was giving heavy strokes to his wife. His wife was taking it without any complaints. They were kissing each other madly on the lips. Swati had her arms around his neck displaying how much she was liking it. Jayraj was pressing her breasts while kissing her lips. There was too less light in the room, but it was absolutley clear for Anshul that his wife and Jayraj were having an illicit relationship. They were officially fucking each other. Anshul was feeling helpless. He wanted to stop it right over there, but something inside him was not letting him do it. It was fear. The fear of Jayraj. The fear of being humiliated by him. The fear of Swati coming to know that he knew everything. Till now he was unaware of the matters, but now it was different. He was not liking the scene a bit. He was not a pervert. He was just a helpless disabled husband. He could see his wife beneath the biggest rogue he met in his lfe and all he could see is shed tears.
Their fucking had gone from intense to wild now. The bed was shaking violently. Making the creaky sounds that comes from every healthy couple's bedrooms at night. Anshul was audience to the spice. They were so close to each other that Anshul felt ashamed. Swati had dug her nails on his back and was biting his shoulders. Jayraj's pace had double folded. Anshul was thinking if he was an animal, how on earth could someone have that much sex power. And he was double amazed at his wife. She was taking these wild strokes with such ease. Inspite of that small height, but a perfect figure she was another person on bed. She needed a tiger on bed. The tigress needed a tiger and she had got one. Anshul was thinking of these and every thought made him hate his wife. But he loved her. He would always love her. Somewhere down his heart he knew his wife too loved him. His hopes were not very high but he was positive that his wife still loved him. Meanwhile in had been 15 minutes for the lovers in their carnal activity. Suddenly Jayraj rolled over and Swati got on top of him. This position had an heart attack effect on Anshul. He had never seen his petite wife in this avatar. Jayraj was lying flat on his back on the bed holding his wife's both breasts. Swati's back was at a 90 degree angle to Jayraj's body. She was moving up down on Jayraj's huge penis guiding it in her wet cunt easily. The movement of her body was smooth. She had her eyes closed and both hands on her head holding her hairs. She was moving up down, thumping her hips on his slightly bent thighs. Anshul was having the worst night of his life. It didn't seem to end for him as Jayraj rose up and held Anshul's wife by wrapping his arms around her waist. Swati had also pulled his head near to her breasts and Jayraj started nibbling her soft breasts with Swati still moving up and down on his penis.
Swati was not quite happy with having sex on the same room as her husband..
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It was morning 5 AM.. they were still sleeping.. Swati and Jayraj.. Anshul had woken up.. he didnt know how to wake up Swati.. He called her..but there was no response.. he somehow gathered himself up with the support of the bed.. and raised himself up.. the scene on the bed did make his head spin..Jayraj was sleeping close to Swati.. Swati was facing away from him.. Jayraj was facing her..his hand was holding her hand..(in the night unknowingly Jayraj had come close to Swati)..on their legs.. there was just one blanket.. suddenly he noticed that some strap like thing was hiding beneath Swati's pillow.. when he tried to look at it more clearly.... he clearly saw it was Swati's bra.. did she open it for Jayraj? or it was just opened earlier? Oh God what is he thinking? Anshul was going mad.. He couldnt support himself any more and then went back to lying down.. hundred thoughts were coming to his mind.. what were the noises in the middle of the night.. why did they have to go to the bathroom..why was Swati's bra beneath her pillow.. What if Jayraj ji notices her without bra.. do they sleep like this.. so close every night? does she not wear her bra every night? Why do they have to sleep together every night? Suddenly he heard bed movements..
Jayraj had woken up.
Jayraj turned Swati around.
Swati woke up slowly.
Jayraj whispered: Good morning babu..
Anshul heard the whisper.. then heard a small 5 second noise like someone kissing someone..
Swati was not at all in mood of kissing back Jayraj. She didnt kiss back and woke up to check Anshul. Though she wanted to make sure Anshul was asleep.. that's why she had left the kiss.. but Jayraj thought she is more interested in Anshul's sleep.. he didn't go back to pulling her today.. Swati pulled her hands up and started putting a juda on her hair.. Those raised arms made Jayraj crazy.. he could see her breasts protruding due to that movement.. her complete stomach and navel were getting exposed.. on other day he would have pulled her and within next 2 minutes she would have been beneath him moaning the intercouse humps..but today was different.. Swati was slightly unhappy with his behaviour.. being a woman.. she felt very bad.. She climbed down the bed.. went to Anshul..
Swati: aap uth gaye?
Anshul: haa.. thodi der hi hui..
Swati: chaliye.. aapke room me le jati hu..
Anshul: kyu? aisi koi jaldi nahi he mujhe..
Swati: are aap kitni der neeche soyenge.. ab bas hus ye bachpana.. mujhe aur bhi kaam he.. ghar me mehmaan he.. (then she spoke slowly) aur ye kamra to 'unka' hai.. unhe acha nahi lagega.. sirf mujhe hi sone dete hain..wohi badi baat he..
Anshul was bit disappointed.. Swati picked him up.. and led him to his room.. She made him lie down..
Swati: aap thodi der so jaiye aur..
Anshul: thik he.. (he watched her smile and then go)
Swati entered Jayraj's bedroom. she had kept the door open.. she went to the cupboard to take out her towel and saree..
Jayraj: darwaza band karo..
Swati turned to him: kyu?
Jayraj: jitna kaha jaye.. utna karo..
Swati went and closed the door.. She saw Anshul looking towards their room..
Jayraj: aaj jab mai subah tumhe kiss kar raha tha.. tum uth kyu gayi..
Swati: to kya karti? Anshul neeche the.. so rahe the..
Jayraj: wo to raat ko bhi so raha tha..
Swati: maine apko mana tab bhi kia tha..
Jayraj: mujhe mat sikhao.. kab mana karna he..
Swati: dekhiye.. mai waisi nahi hu.. ki mujhe jab marzi ache se bat ki.. aur jab andar daal dia.. uske bad gande se bat kare..
Jayraj got angry.. she was replying back to him..
Jayraj: tu samajhti kya he apne ap ko? thodi si bhagwan ne shakal kya di.. tu to nakhre dikhane lagi.. bhul mat tuhe raste se utha laya tha
Swati felt bad again.. the way he started talking to her.. she didnt reply,, she had tears in her eyes and started going to the bathroom..
Jayraj realised he went a bit too far..
Jayraj: suno.. jo hua wo hua.. dhang ke kapde pehen lena.. ghar me mantriji hain..
Swati didnt reply..she went to the bathroom.. she took her bath and came back..
Swati: mai is kamre me nahi soungi.. ye sab bahut jyada ho gaya.. mai waisi aurat nahi hu.. jaisa aapne soch rakha he.. islie mujhe maaf kijiye.. chahe to hume ghar se nikal dijiye..
Jayraj: pagalo jaisi baat mat karo.. ghar me mantriji hain.. tum abhi ghar se chali gayi to kya hoga?
Swati: to aapko unki fikar jyada he ki wo kya sochenge.. maine faisla kar lia he.. mai aapke sath na soungi.. na hi koi bat karungi..
Jayraj goes close to her.. holds her by her waist.. kya chaie tujhe? paise? gehne?
Swati looked at him with anger.. chodiye mujhe
Jayraj: mai chahu to tujhe abhi nanga karke bistar pe tere sath let jau..bol to darwaza bhi khol deta hu..
Swati looked at him.. and gave him one tight slap,, opened the door.. and stormed out..
As soon as Swati stormed out of the room, she went crying and went straight to the kitchen. Anshul's door was slightly open and he was lying on the bed. He saw Swati rushing to the kitchen and could hear her weeping faintly. He saw Jayraj walk swiftly after her. Anshul thought probably it was all his fault that he slept in their room yesterday night and that might have caused some problem between Jayraj & Swati. He had a mixed feeling. On one hand he thought he had the complete right to sleep next to his beautiful wife but on the other hand he felt bad as he forcefully slept in their room, even though Jayraj's minister was in the house. He slowly helped himself up from the bed and with some difficulty got into his wheel chair. He thought that even he should go and calm Swati as she must have gone through a lot of stress lately and that's why she must be crying. As a husband its his duty. He started wheeling his chair and came out of the bedroom. He didn't see anyone in the living room. He saw Mantriji's bedroom closed. He thought Swati might be in the kitchen and Jayraj might have gone to pacify her. As soon as he moved towards the kitchen, he surprisingly saw that the kitchen door was closed and most probably locked from inside. He was little surprised as he was little sure that Swati went to the kitchen and Jayraj also went behind her. So what were they doing in the kitchen so early morning? And that too with the door closed? He was feeling nervous and he had an increased heartbeat with the usual feeling of nervousness as to why the door was closed. He stopped and then backed down a bit and went near the dining table and stood there - waiting for them to get out.
Inside the kitchen, Swati had put both her hands on the platform and was crying lightly. Jayraj rushed after her inside the kitchen and quickly locked the door. Swati turned back and was looking at him. She was looking at his huge built. He was an old man but very much fit and healthy. He was totally black as opposed to Swati who was milky white and very much petite and short-heighted for Jayraj. Jayraj looked into her eyes, and then went close to her and said Sorry.
Jayraj: Sorry Swati.. kal Anshul ki wajah se mera dimag garam ho gaya tha..
Swati: (still crying) Aap ne kabhi mujhse aisi baat nahi ki..
Jayraj: haa.. pata nahi mujhe kya ho gaya tha.. ab chalo bedroom me.. Mantriji aur Anshul ko uthne me thoda wakt he.. kal raat ko thik se ho nahi paya tha.. ek bar kar lete hain na..
Swati: abhi nahi.. mujhe nashta banana he.. Mantriji to aaj subah wapas Delhi ke lie nikal jayenge..
Jayraj: koi baat nahi.. thodi der ke baad bana lena na.. ya fir yahin pe tumhe thoda pyar kar lu..
Swati blushed..
Swati: Dhatt.. aap bhi na..
They both hugged each other. Jayraj put both his hands on her soft, velvetty back feeling the naked skin over her blouse. His right hand went and softly pumped one of her heavy hip over her saree. Swati's body shivered in the momentary pleasure. Jayraj and Swati stopped hugging and looked at each other's eyes. Swati was still shy. Jayraj was still open and had openly expressed his love to her. Jayraj suddenly lowered his shorts and sprung out his 8 inch hardended iron rod with veins protruding from all sides. Swati felt little shy on that sudden exposure and looked away. He hugged her again and this time he hugged her in such a way that his penis was in direct contact with her belly skin. He kept rubbing his penis on her belly. Swati was feeling very aroused by this and she too hugged him tightly, thus causing the penis to feel the tightness of their bodies. Jayraj and Swati were slowly developing the arousal feeling. Jayraj started moving his hips and slowly rubbing his penis harder on her stomach. This caused Swati's petticoat hem to move down exposing her deep navel. Jayraj's both hands were on her hips, gripping them with full force while same time humping her and placing the tip of the penis head perfectly insider her navel. He was trying to fuck her navel. The direct penis touch on her stomach caused Swati to get totally aroused and she started kissing his open chest. Swati also started moving her stomach allowing him to get the friction of his penis. His penis had already started oozing out the pre-cum and was wetting Swati's navel. Jayraj put his lips on Swati's lips and they started sucking each other's lips softly. Jayraj kept humping her. Swati had both her arms on back of Jayraj and the movements of their bodies were causing her bangles to move and cause noises. There were soft moans from the couple that normally happens when a male and female are aroused and are around their carnal activities. These sounds could be clearly heard from outside the door, and Anshul could hear it faintly. He was getting worried as it was more than 15 mins, and he was standing outside waiting for them, but none were coming out.
Meanwhile Jayraj had increased his speed of pelvic thrusts on her belly. Her navel was fully covered with his penis pre-cum. His penis head was moving up and down vertically on her deep navel and could easily accomodate the tip of his huge penis. Jayraj was a strong man, but in front of Swati's sexiness, he too was unable to control himself. He literally started moving his penis up and down her navel. The simply feeling of his penis going up and down vertically on her navel was making him hot inside. Due to slippery liquid his penis used to sometimes move up from her navel to the belly, but he still pushed it back inside her navel. Swati on the other hand had closed her eyes and was enjoying the feeling of the hard penis of the old male on her belly. As the speed increased, Jayraj gripped her hips very hard. Swati held Jayraj's back with her hands tightly. She had a feeling that his man was going to orgasm. She could feel the penis more swollen. More Hard, and may be more longer at this moment. She left kissing her chest and they both started kissing on the lips. Jayraj was totally in a excited mood and had sucked her lower lips inside both his lips and was kissing her very hard. Then the moment came when he gripped Swati's ass tightest and started spurting his warm thick white fertile semen on her navel. His shots were coming like water comes from a pipe. With a pause of every milisecond, he spurrted his healthy sperms on Swati's navel and belly. A lot of it went on her saree pallu and the saree tied just below her waist. Jayraj grunted ........ aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh the moment he climaxed.
Swati knew he had exited lots of liquids on her belly and so got very wet inside her panty. Jayraj couldn't wait anymore and he wanted to put his hand inside Swati's panty. He pulled her Saree up and put his strong hand inside her petticoat and tried to just remove the base of her panty which covers the sweet hole and put his finger quickly inside her warm hole. Swati shivered and closed her thighs..
Jayraj wanted her badly and started pushing his finger in & out of her warm pussy. He could feel it was very wet and it was warmer than normal. His to-fro motion speed gained up and due to the prolonged activity they had just seconds before, Swati couldn't control any longer and she orgasmed and moaned... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.... ssssssssssssssssssssssssssss... aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..... and released her liquids on his hands... His hands were all juciy and wet with her liquids... He removed his hand and they both loving looked at each other... having satisfied each other... they kissed lightly...
Swati: meri to puri saree,,aur mera pet geela ho gaya he... puri saree chip chipa lag raha he.. aur mere pet se chipak rahi he.. kaise jau abhi bahar?
Jayraj: are to bahar kaun he? Mantriji to so rahe hain.. aur tumhara pati to aadhi neend me hoga..Saree ko utar lo aur blouse petticoat me jaldi se nikal jao..aur bathroom me ghus jao..
Swati: are nahi... koi agar bahar ho to.. gadbad ho jayegi..
Jayraj: chalo thik he.. fir aise hi nikal jao.. aur seedhe bathroom me ghus jana..
Swati: thik he..
Anshul was sitting aimlessly besides the Dining Table and was feeling little sleepy. Suddenly he heard the kitchen door open and then what he saw was very shocking for him. He saw Swati coming out with her saree totally exposing her wet belly... He could clearly see white sticky liquid dripping from her navel and belly.. He was little surprised and then more shocked when he saw Jayraj coming out after her..Swati was shocked and nervous to find Anshul outside..She got a feeling that Anshul might understand what is going on..
Swati's both cups of blouse were clearly visible as her pallu was running in between both her milky globes.. Her belly was totally visible,,, His mouth was still wide open seeing Swati in such and objectionable state with Jayraj.. Was he seeing it right? Or was he still missing something.. He was in a state of confusion when Jayraj spoke.
Jayraj: Anshul, apne kamre me jao...
Anshul looked at him blankly..
Jayraj: Anshul.. apne kamre me jao.. suna nahi?
Anshul: jee.. jee.. Jayraj ji..
Swati looked at Anshul and didn't smile.. she swiftly walked towards Jayraj's bedroom and closed the door..
Jayraj looked at Anshul hatefully, took out a ciagrette and moved out to the balcony..
Anshul dejected,, started moving to his bedroom,, when he felt his throat dried up.. He didn't see any bottle of water on the dining table. He moved to the kitchen to fetch a bottle from the fridge.. when he entered.. he saw two things.. He saw Swati's panty lying on the floor and just near it.. he saw thick white male semen on the floor.. His head started spinning... he was feeling like vomitting.. He could make no mistake.. he could judge the smell of the semen.. it was fresh.. it was somthing that just came out of the male body.. He loved his wife.. he still couldn't believe that something wrong happened inside the kitchen.. he started thinking of a possible reason for finding these dirty things in the kitchen.. may be its all a con-incidence.. he thought..
It was a very cold january night. The minister had left in the morning. It was past 11 PM. Jayraj and Swati were in the living room, watching TV. Anshul was lying on his bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. Sonia was sleeping besides him. His mind was restless. In the past few days, he saw that his innocent, loyal wife's behaviour had changed. Though she still loved him, she was spending more time with the old man of the house. He knew he was not able to perform sexually anything with his wife, but didn't his wife already know that he had gone through a painful accident. She had always supported him, but then what has happened now? Why does she seem drifting away. With all these heavy thoughts in his mind, sleep was far away. He wanted to speak to someone. But there was no one to share his pain. He though of having some water and spend some time in the balcony. With little support from the bed rest, he rose and then pulled his wheelchair close. Though it had become difficult to get onto the wheelchair on his own, but it still gave him some independency, some confidence that he doesn't rely on anyone for atleast moving around. He wheeled his chair outside his bedroom. He entered the living room, the lights were off and he saw the flashing lights of TV. He understood that someone is in the living room. He inched closer by forcing both his hands on the wheelchair.
He saw Swati sitting on the 3 seater sofa and watching TV. He couldn't see Jayraj. He went a bit closer. Due to the lights being off, Anshul was not visible to Swati.
When he went closer, he saw Jayraj lying on the sofa and his head on Swati's lap, but head towards the TV. Swati was lightly carassing his white-silver hairs. Anshul stood their watching them and judging the closeness. It's a basic instinct of a man to judge how close another male and female is just by looking at them. Till now nothing seemed over the top. He thought that two very close friends also can be in such a position. But what happened next, made him skip his heartbeat for a second.
He saw Jayraj turn his head and his face was now facing towards Swati's stomach. Swati looked towards him for a second, smiled and then went back to the TV. Jayraj then put both his hands around Swati's waist and pushed his face towards her belly. Her saree was now bit exposed from her belly and her stomach with little bit of that sexy fat was visible completely. Anshul was hoping that this is the last point of their intimacy. He wanted to move away just so that he doesn't see something he doesn't want to see or even think about. Till now he had never seen them so close. He did hear/see some doubtful things in the past between them which for sure raises eyebrows, but never anything highly objectionable. He didn't want that thin layer of glass to break. So, he was about to turn his wheelchair, when this happened. For him it happened everything in slow motion.
He saw Jayraj taking his tongue out of his mouth, and dig it slowly in his beloved wife's deep, dark navel. Anshul froze. He couldn't move, nor could he breath. He looked up at Swati whose eyes were now closed and her grip on his hair tightened. In slow motion for Anshul, he could clearly see that rogue old man circling his wife's navel with his rough tongue slowly but steadily. Jayraj then put both his lips on the hole and smooched her navel. There was no mistake in this. Anshul thought was he dreaming? He was dumbstruck, as if lightning fell on him. His ears were getting hot out of anxiety. He saw Jayraj move his lips on her belly for another 10 seconds kissing at random spots. Swati knew the place they were in. She had to stop him. So she pushed his head out of her belly. Jayraj got disappointed a bit.
Swati: neend aa rahi he
Jayraj: sona he tumhe?
Swati: ji
Jayraj: thik he.. chalo.. TV band kardo.
Swati switched off the TV. They both stood up. Anshul went to a safer location from where no one could spot him unless they switched on the lights. Jayraj picked up Swati easily. His left hand was beneath her neck. The other was beneath her knees. He had picked her up like a doll. The huge man was walking towards the bedroom with Anshul's wife. Swati's both hands were around his neck. Tear was rolling out of Anshul's eyes. For him it was still a dream. His wife was in the arms of the man whom she hated the most earlier. Jayraj went inside the bedroom, and pushed the door with his shoulder. The door didn't close completely as the push was not as strong since Swati was in his arms.
Anshul stood looking at the door. Lots of questions were running his mind.
Do they love each other? She is 27.. he is 49.. how can that even happen?
Is it limited to just that belly kissing? May be yes, my wife is so pure, she can't be having se...... no no.. what am I thinking? This can't be true.
Should I push the door and check what they are doing? You know what.. they might be sleeping now.. no chance they are making lov......... no no..
Anshul was drenched in sweat. His face was red with anxiety.
With a strong heart, he thought he had to know what is happening. After 15 mins of blankly staring at the door, he put his hands on his wheelchair and started rolling it. His eyes were fixed on the door, slightly open. He went near the door. Heart beating like a machine gun at war. He didn't push the door a lot so that they do not know he is there. He saw his little daughter sleeping on the baby cot at one corner of the room. With the heaviest eyes and head, he turned his head towards the king sized bed. He saw Swati on the bed, and Jayraj lying on top of her. His wife's both hands were around the old man. There was a blanket which was cover everything beneath their armpits and Swati was just wearing a black bra and Jayraj's black and sweaty back. They were looking into each other's eyes. Just then he saw Jayraj's hips moving forward as if giving a thrust and his wife arched back in ecstasy.
To be continued...
There was a blanket which was cover everything beneath their armpits and Swati was just wearing a black bra and Jayraj's black and sweaty back was visible. They were looking into each other's eyes. Just then he saw Jayraj's hips moving forward as if giving a thrust and his wife arched back in ecstasy.
Swati although accustomed to Jayraj's penis now, still was extremely tight down her love hole. Jayraj had sort of unusally thick and long penis. That's why Swati felt the sweet pain when he thrusted his penis inside her vagina completely in one shot. Swati pulled Jayraj close to herself and Jayraj stopped. He did not pull his penis back from her soft vagina as he was enjoying the cushion feeling that his penis was getting at the moment. They looked into each other's eyes and Jayraj bent for a kiss. He put his lips slowly on her lips and they had a perfect french kiss. Anshul couldn't believe what he just saw. All his doubts had vapourised and he could see his wife and Jayraj intimate with each other. He felt like vomitting and his head starting paining. Only relief he felt till now was that he thought that they were not doing intercouse as Jayraj had not moved his pelvic thrusts after the first one. He had burried his penis insider her vagina which Anshul was not able to see because of the blanket. Somewhere he had that false hope that all is not lost. As he couldnt see them fucking.
They were still kissing each other while Anshul was lost in his thoughts. It was paining for him to see his wife in that position with Jayraj. He waited there to see how far the couple have taken their intimacy to.
Jayraj broke the kiss after tasting her rosy lips. Swati was breathing heavily and slowly opened her eyes to see Jayraj break the kiss. Jayraj bent to his left and kissed Swati's right shoulder just beside her black bra strap. He kissing her shoulder with both lips. His left hand went up and slided down her bra strap. Same thing he did with the right strap. Swati moaned when both the straps were on her both sides. Jayraj had popped out his penis from her vagina as he sensed she was getting a bit of pain.
Jayraj whispered something in her ear, which Anshul couldn't hear but he could see Swati blush at first and then nod her head in agreement.
Jayraj then pumped her right breast with his left hand which Anshul could see clearly as he was on that side. Anshul's throat had dried up. What he saw next made him go completely mad. It was for the first time, he saw Jayraj pop out her white spotless breast out of her black bra and gobble it in his mouth and suck like a baby, tickling her pinkish nipples with his tongue. He could clearly see him sucking his wife's right breast and pressing her left breast. Her black bra was resting beneath both her breasts at the base. Jayraj's position was on top of his sweet wife, he was holding both her breasts and was sucking the right breast hungrily. He started sucking the left breast after that. Jayraj looked at Swati in her eyes while sucking her breasts.
Anshul was trying to check Swati's expressions and he was shocked when he saw her eyes closed, her right hand clutching Jayraj's hairs tightly and pulling her closer to her breasts. Jayraj was giving equal attention to both her breasts and was sucking them alternately. This certainly fired the love senses of the couple and they were getting ready for the intercouse.
Anshul saw his wife's legs fold involutanrily although her legs were inside the blanket. Anshul was not able to understand the next step of the lovers. He was certain his wife had not yet allowed Jayraj to penetrate her and he was thinking that he will speak to Swati tomorrow so that it can end here without much damage. But he did not foresee what was going to happen in front of him. He saw Jayraj leave her breasts and look down towards his groin a bit. He was positioning himself. He could clearly see Jayraj was done postioning himself but his right hand was inside the blanket and stretching down as if holding something. Jayraj was holding his penis and trying to locate the vagina hole of Anshul's wife. Before Anshul could understand anything, he saw Jayraj's hand back from the blanket and holding her left breast and he saw that pelvic thrust again and saw his wife move 2 inches on the bed. Due to that position, the blanket had come off their bodies, Swati's both the fair and shapely legs were spread and folded. Anshul saw the scene which he never ever dreamt of. They were both stark naked. Jayraj's huge towering muscular black body was moving forward and backward. They were joined from the groin. He was easily traversing inside out of Anshul's wife's pussy.
Swati: aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..... mmmmmmmm... aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.. mmmmmmmm...
Jayraj: aaarrrrrrrggggghhhhhhh.... aaarrrrrrrggggghhhhhhh... aaarrrrrrrggggghhhhhhh
Anshul saw how Jayraj was giving heavy strokes to his wife. His wife was taking it without any complaints. They were kissing each other madly on the lips. Swati had her arms around his neck displaying how much she was liking it. Jayraj was pressing her breasts while kissing her lips. There was too less light in the room, but it was absolutley clear for Anshul that his wife and Jayraj were having an illicit relationship. They were officially fucking each other. Anshul was feeling helpless. He wanted to stop it right over there, but something inside him was not letting him do it. It was fear. The fear of Jayraj. The fear of being humiliated by him. The fear of Swati coming to know that he knew everything. Till now he was unaware of the matters, but now it was different. He was not liking the scene a bit. He was not a pervert. He was just a helpless disabled husband. He could see his wife beneath the biggest rogue he met in his lfe and all he could see is shed tears.
Their fucking had gone from intense to wild now. The bed was shaking violently. Making the creaky sounds that comes from every healthy couple's bedrooms at night. Anshul was audience to the spice. They were so close to each other that Anshul felt ashamed. Swati had dug her nails on his back and was biting his shoulders. Jayraj's pace had double folded. Anshul was thinking if he was an animal, how on earth could someone have that much sex power. And he was double amazed at his wife. She was taking these wild strokes with such ease. Inspite of that small height, but a perfect figure she was another person on bed. She needed a tiger on bed. The tigress needed a tiger and she had got one. Anshul was thinking of these and every thought made him hate his wife. But he loved her. He would always love her. Somewhere down his heart he knew his wife too loved him. His hopes were not very high but he was positive that his wife still loved him. Meanwhile in had been 15 minutes for the lovers in their carnal activity. Suddenly Jayraj rolled over and Swati got on top of him. This position had an heart attack effect on Anshul. He had never seen his petite wife in this avatar. Jayraj was lying flat on his back on the bed holding his wife's both breasts. Swati's back was at a 90 degree angle to Jayraj's body. She was moving up down on Jayraj's huge penis guiding it in her wet cunt easily. The movement of her body was smooth. She had her eyes closed and both hands on her head holding her hairs. She was moving up down, thumping her hips on his slightly bent thighs. Anshul was having the worst night of his life. It didn't seem to end for him as Jayraj rose up and held Anshul's wife by wrapping his arms around her waist. Swati had also pulled his head near to her breasts and Jayraj started nibbling her soft breasts with Swati still moving up and down on his penis.
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