Adultery Indian Wife & Construction Guys- Part II
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Chapter-4

 
“Come…sit here…” Sajid beckoned me, patting his lap as the guys sat spread all over the sofa, leaving no space for me to sit except Sajid’s lap.
 
“When you get tired…send her over to ours…we don’t mind…” Ashraf chuckled as Sajid joined in, an understanding of sorts passing between them.
 
“Sure of course…” Sajid smirked as I sat on his lap, unfortunately, the dress was quite short and Sajid’s hands immediately went onto my thighs and I couldn’t do anything to stop him, lest that made me the centre of attention again. Sajid started a movie and I realised that he’d put on a xxx movie with a lot of sex scenes which had them distracted for now. Trying not to blush, I kept my gaze focused on the screen as a guy pushed his girlfriend onto the bed before ripping off her panties, kicking apart her legs and thrusting. The scene played in full detail as moans filled out living room, causing me to squirm. I was really horny and wanted nothing but for Sajid to take me just like the girl being fucked on screen. I yelped when Sajid’s mouth found my earlobe, one of his hands coming up to squeeze my boob and pinch my nipple through my dress.
 
“Do you want my cock…is that what your pretty cunt is making a mess all over my jeans?” Sajid said. I didn’t get much to reply as the girl on screen was flipped over and this time taken from the behind, the guys all seemed extremely engrossed, even wolf-whistling when the girl on screen was railed particularly hard.
 
“Fuck…I wish I was the one pounding into that pussy…” Rafiq, another guy groaned and I noticed he was gently palming himself through his pants.
 
I felt myself growing hotter and didn’t object when Sajid slowly undid his jeans underneath me and whipped out his hard cock to align it against my soaked cunt. I sucked in a breath as I felt him spreading my legs a little farther and hoped no one would look to the side; because one look and all the guys would know that I was being fucked exactly like the girl on the screen. Sajid smirked against my cheek as he pulled my dress up to my waist and rubbed the tip of his thick cock against my pussy lips, coating it with my cum before pushing in. I bit my lip as he thrust in hard, without letting me adjust but thankfully my moan got mixed in with the girl on screen’s and no one seemed to notice.
 
“You like this…you like being railed by my cock…in front of my friends…does it excite you …to be such a dirty little slut…knowing that anyone of them could turn to look at us any moment…” Sajid whispered hotly as both his hands played with my boobs, probably itching to pull down my dress and bare my tits to everyone in the room. I sucked in a deep breath and stayed quite as he continued whispering his lewd thoughts to me, riling me up further and further. “Would it excite you…if I switch off the TV…and make everyone see how well you take my cock…instead of that actress…would you like that…you slut…”
 
I stuttered, biting my lip to keep in the moans as Sajid spread my legs even more, his hands slipping between them to play with my clitoris. Familiar tension coiled in my stomach once again and I felt like I was going to faint from breathlessness as he pounded into me, making little effort to hide what he was doing. I wasn’t surprised, he made it pretty clear that my body was his to use as and when he liked. I was his slut to fuck. But the volume of the film was still pretty loud and no one as much as moved as the girl on screen was taken over and over again by a couple of other guys as well. With sinking realisation, I noticed that she was being taken not just by her boyfriend but also two other guys who took turns fucking her until her face was covered with their cum and seed leaked down her thighs just like it was leaking down mine.
 
“This is such a good movie…” Jamal commented when the scene finally changed after 5 minutes, by then, Sajid had already cum inside me and I was still clenching around his length, my orgasm still surging through my body in shudders.
 
“Sajid…” Ashraf chuckled, suddenly turned to us as I scrambled to close my legs.
 
“What…Ashraf…” Sajid replied casually as if he hadn’t just been fucking the life out of me.
 
“Just wondering…if you’d ever let us have a go at your girl…” Ashraf said.  
 
“Why? You want to?” Sajid stroked my thigh lovingly, his cock still buried deep inside me.
 
“Of course, I want to…I mean look at her…” Ashraf shrugged, he locked eyes with me “She’s a fucking sexy bitch…if you ever allowed me…I sure as hell wouldn’t mind being buried in her pussy…”
 
I clenched hard, Sajid laughed and pinched my nipple again before looking at Ashraf with a gracious grin “Looks like she like the idea…”
 
“What…when did I said I like the idea…” I asked Sajid. 
 
“Don’t you remember when I told you…I’m waiting for my boys…you told me let them see …even you were ready to blow them…how about just Ashraf then…he’s one of my best friends…” Sajid said all the time placing, butterfly kisses on my neck. I looked at Ashraf and saw desire pooled in his eyes, he did want this, I realised; all of them wanted to fuck me.
 
“But only Ashraf…” I admitted.
 
Sajid grinned “That’s my slut…” he squeezed my thigh appreciatively which I loved “Now before you do that…stand up…bend over so that we can see your beautiful pussy…”
 
“Take off that dress…I like to see girls sucking me off naked…” Ashraf added with a smirk.
 
“But they’re all here…” I complained to Sajid.
 
“You’re not going to give them head though…they only get to look…” Sajid persuaded. “Come on…be a good slut…bend over…let them see my cum spilling out of your used cunt…”
 
“You’ve been fucking her…” Rafiq gasped.
 
“Of course, I’ve…” Sajid shot back with a smirk as I stood up from his lap, his cock sliding out of me with a pop, I immediately felt empty but obediently reached for the hem of my dress to take it off. I was really about to do it, I was going to be completely naked in front of Sajid’s friends and go on my knees to suck Ashraf off. Others cheered as I took off the dress slowly partly because of Sajid’s hand on my butt which I knew was going to spank me if I didn’t do things right and partly because of the guys hungry gazes.
 
I figured since I was already doing this, why not give them a show. “Good…” Ashraf whispered as I threw my dress onto the carpet and licked my lips, looking at Sajid for instructions.  
 
“Bend over…spread your legs…so that all of them can have a good look…” Sajid said and tapped my ass. I did as I was told and waited quietly until I heard a phone camera going off; I stood up immediately, turning around to glare at the culprit. It was all five of them.
 
“Guys…make sure you don’t take any photos that reveal my face…” I said.
 
“Yes of course…crawl to me now…” Ashraf smirked, putting his phone away and undoing his pants. I nodded and got onto all fours, slowly crawling when I felt Kalam, the guy who’s been quite so far smack my ass.
 
“What was that for?” I gasped.
 
“For being such a pretty obedient bitch…” Kalam said, squeezed my ass cheek hard, I smile at his cheekiness.
 
“Would you like to spank me once more then…because this is the only time, you’ll see me being a pretty obedient bitch…” I said, batted my eyelashes.
 
“Oh…yes…” Kalam shrugged, and landed another hard smack against my butt, so close to my pussy his fingers barely missed my hole. “Want another one…slut” he smirked as he spanked me again and again and again until I was dripping.
 
“Look…she’s soaking wet now…filthy whore…” Kalam chuckled, rubbing a finger up and down my pussy. I gasped.
 
“Blow me off…” Ashraf said, tugging me to him even as Kalam continued to rub my super-sensitive clitoris. I couldn’t even protest when his fingers entered my cunt though because that was when Ashraf shoved his cock down my throat.
 
To be Continued….
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