17-03-2023, 04:45 PM
There was a tornado wreaking havoc in my brain. What was I doing? Why was I just standing there? I had never fantasized about seeing my wife with someone else. Teasing, yes. Sharing, hell no. So why was I not stepping out to stop this? And why the fuck was my dick harder than ever before?
He didn't need another invitation. The old man plunged his entire dick into my wife's wet vagina in one stroke.
"WOW!!" Urvashi moaned as her body jerked forward. "You seem so...so harddddd! And thick!!"
I saw the old man smile without making any noise. He then started to fuck her really hard.
"Mmmmmmhhhmmmm...yeah baby!" Urvashi loudly moaned. Her tits were half spilling out of her top. Her hair was forming a veil around her face which was still staring downwards. "Fuck me like that. Hard!! So hard today!! NNNNGGGGGGG!!"
And I still found myself unable to move. I just felt a throbbing in my head and a throbbing in my loins.
"Ahhhhhh!" the old man finally groaned himself as his skin started slapping against my young wife's ass.
And Urvashi froze. This was the first time she realized that it wasn't me. The old man also realized that he had given himself away and froze. Urvashi turned her head and her eyes widened as she saw who her new lover was.
"Who...who are you?" she asked in a terrified whisper.
"security officer constable Lallan." he said, and then started ramming her cunt hard again, driven by animal instincts.
"Saali dhandewaali! (Fucking prostitute)" he added derisively in Hindi. He thought my beautiful career oriented wife was a lady of the night! Considering the way he had found her, not surprising. "Grahak bhaag gaya kya? (Did your customer run away?)"
I waited for the other shoe to drop. I waited for Urvashi to scream, screech, cry, protest so that I could then step in and stop this.
Imagine my shock then when she just turned her head away, grabbed the railing even harder, and continued to get fucked without any protest.
Lallan was delighted that she hadn't raised an alarm. Now that he had her tacit sanction, Lallan decided to examine her breasts. He rolled down Urvashi's tank top. Her boobs spilled out.
"Softly!" she complained when he reached around, grabbed her tits and squeezed them really hard.
"Shut up, whore!" he growled in Hindi.
I expected Urvashi to take offense. But the slur seemed to turn her on even more. I noticed that she was now humping her ass back to meet the old man's thrusts. The back of her skirt, resting against his paunch, was folding and unfolding with the motion. My wife was cheating on me right in front of my eyes. Without even thinking about the fact that I might be back any minute. And I was letting it all happen.
The old man started ramming her pussy harder, grabbing on to her tits, looking around to make sure no one was coming. But...
"AHH!! AHHHHHHH!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!"
Instead it was Urvashi who was actually cumming. And loudly. Going Meg Ryan. I had tantalized her all night and now this random old cop was getting to enjoy its fruits.
Urvashi's tits swung back and forth over the railings as she moaned her way through a powerful orgasm. The hardest I had seen her have in ages. I assumed part of the stimulus was this taboo situation that she had inadvertently landed herself into.
The night air was full of obscene sounds of their skins slapping against each other. And their grunts and moans. I noticed the old man land one final thrust, and then his buttocks clenched and stayed in place. Looking at the insanely erotic sight of Urvashi shuddering through an orgasm had set him off too. He was shooting his seed inside my wife!! Bareback!!
And I was just standing there with the biggest erection of my life watching this all unfold.
Once the old man got done cumming at the same time as Urvashi, he leaned forward and stayed like that, his chest resting on her back. The two of them breathed heavily for a minute.
"My...my husband..." Urvashi slurred, still sounding drunk. I wondered if she had seen me.
"Husband??????" the cop said, shocked.
"He'll be back soon." she said.
Right away, I slipped down the path. I decided to give her a little time to compose herself and the cop some time to escape. No point making a scene over something I had tacitly allowed to happen, even enabled. And had the power to stop at any time. I would talk to Urvashi about it later when she was sober.
I climbed down all the way and then started walking up the main pathway. I made sure to step on a lot of leaves and twigs, and also started whistling to give an indication of my impending arrival.
He didn't need another invitation. The old man plunged his entire dick into my wife's wet vagina in one stroke.
"WOW!!" Urvashi moaned as her body jerked forward. "You seem so...so harddddd! And thick!!"
I saw the old man smile without making any noise. He then started to fuck her really hard.
"Mmmmmmhhhmmmm...yeah baby!" Urvashi loudly moaned. Her tits were half spilling out of her top. Her hair was forming a veil around her face which was still staring downwards. "Fuck me like that. Hard!! So hard today!! NNNNGGGGGGG!!"
And I still found myself unable to move. I just felt a throbbing in my head and a throbbing in my loins.
"Ahhhhhh!" the old man finally groaned himself as his skin started slapping against my young wife's ass.
And Urvashi froze. This was the first time she realized that it wasn't me. The old man also realized that he had given himself away and froze. Urvashi turned her head and her eyes widened as she saw who her new lover was.
"Who...who are you?" she asked in a terrified whisper.
"security officer constable Lallan." he said, and then started ramming her cunt hard again, driven by animal instincts.
"Saali dhandewaali! (Fucking prostitute)" he added derisively in Hindi. He thought my beautiful career oriented wife was a lady of the night! Considering the way he had found her, not surprising. "Grahak bhaag gaya kya? (Did your customer run away?)"
I waited for the other shoe to drop. I waited for Urvashi to scream, screech, cry, protest so that I could then step in and stop this.
Imagine my shock then when she just turned her head away, grabbed the railing even harder, and continued to get fucked without any protest.
Lallan was delighted that she hadn't raised an alarm. Now that he had her tacit sanction, Lallan decided to examine her breasts. He rolled down Urvashi's tank top. Her boobs spilled out.
"Softly!" she complained when he reached around, grabbed her tits and squeezed them really hard.
"Shut up, whore!" he growled in Hindi.
I expected Urvashi to take offense. But the slur seemed to turn her on even more. I noticed that she was now humping her ass back to meet the old man's thrusts. The back of her skirt, resting against his paunch, was folding and unfolding with the motion. My wife was cheating on me right in front of my eyes. Without even thinking about the fact that I might be back any minute. And I was letting it all happen.
The old man started ramming her pussy harder, grabbing on to her tits, looking around to make sure no one was coming. But...
"AHH!! AHHHHHHH!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!"
Instead it was Urvashi who was actually cumming. And loudly. Going Meg Ryan. I had tantalized her all night and now this random old cop was getting to enjoy its fruits.
Urvashi's tits swung back and forth over the railings as she moaned her way through a powerful orgasm. The hardest I had seen her have in ages. I assumed part of the stimulus was this taboo situation that she had inadvertently landed herself into.
The night air was full of obscene sounds of their skins slapping against each other. And their grunts and moans. I noticed the old man land one final thrust, and then his buttocks clenched and stayed in place. Looking at the insanely erotic sight of Urvashi shuddering through an orgasm had set him off too. He was shooting his seed inside my wife!! Bareback!!
And I was just standing there with the biggest erection of my life watching this all unfold.
Once the old man got done cumming at the same time as Urvashi, he leaned forward and stayed like that, his chest resting on her back. The two of them breathed heavily for a minute.
"My...my husband..." Urvashi slurred, still sounding drunk. I wondered if she had seen me.
"Husband??????" the cop said, shocked.
"He'll be back soon." she said.
Right away, I slipped down the path. I decided to give her a little time to compose herself and the cop some time to escape. No point making a scene over something I had tacitly allowed to happen, even enabled. And had the power to stop at any time. I would talk to Urvashi about it later when she was sober.
I climbed down all the way and then started walking up the main pathway. I made sure to step on a lot of leaves and twigs, and also started whistling to give an indication of my impending arrival.
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