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Meanwhile my sons who were playing with the balloons started running outside, towards the corridor, which my wife, who was getting her pussy fingered, saw that and even saw me running after then, began to cut loose and let the photographer play with her body.  As I was in the corridor watching my sons play with the balloons, through the glass I could see the photographer removing my wife’s saree and my wife happily helping him remove her saree with a big smile on her face.  As he removed my wife’s saree, he started removing his t-shirt, which my wife was watching with her hands on her waist with a smile on her face.  “Take your blouse off, Bindu,” he said looking at my wife’s boobs over her sky blue blouse, and started removing his jeans.  As she playfully nodded a “no,” he grabbed my wife’s boobs over her blouse and squeezed them and tried to rip my wife’s blouse off her boobs.  “Hey hey hey…!” my wife exclaimed with a smile.  “Don’t tear it, I will remove,” my wife said, and smiling at him and watching him stare at the way she was taking off her blouse, she started removing her sky blue color blouse.  She was enjoying the way he was drooling watching her remove her blouse.  “Hey, never seen a woman remove her blouse before,” my wife said playfully with a smile.  “I have seen many women removing their blouses, but I have never seen a beauty like you remove her blouse,” the photographer said, removing his jeans and standing only in his underwear.  “You are a player aren’t you?” my wife said removing her blouse and placing it on top of her saree.  “Player, me?” he said, drooling at my wife’s boobs over her white bra.  “Yeah,” my wife said, enjoying the way he was ogling at her boobs in her white bra.  “Now I am just you slave, Bindu,” he said and went near my wife and placed his hands gently over my wife’s waist, looking right into my eyes.  “Do you tell this to all the women you have been with?” my wife asked softly, looking at his lips.  “No, Bindu, you are special,” he whispered with his lips close to my wife’s.  “Really? How special am I?” my wife whispered and closed her eyes and brought her lips close to his to kiss his lips, “Bindu, can you take your petticoat off for me?” he said.  Though my wife was a bit disappointed that he did not kiss her lips when she took her lips close to his lips, “please” he said, holding my wife’s face, and my wife started undoing her petticoat knot.  

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As my wife started undoing her petticoat knot, the photographer who who was holding my wife’s face with his lips close to my wife’s lips, started kissing my wife’s lips and my wife who was waiting for her lips to get kissed by the photographer, started kissing his lips back passionately ignoring her sky blue color petticoat fall around her feet.  As the photographer was sucking, kissing, and tasting my wife’s lips like some tasting a rasagulla, my wife got off her petticoat and lifted with petticoat which was around her leg with her right left behind and grabbed it with her right hand and threw it over her saree and blouse.  Even the way her anklets jiggled when she got off her petticoat and lifted her right leg and took her petticoat off, and her bangles that jiggled with she threw her petticoat over her saree and blouse sounded sexy.  Now my wife was only in her white bra and black panties.  Since her hands were free now after throwing her petticoat away, she readily placed her hands over his waist and started kissing his lips back passionately.  “My God, your lips taste so sweet, Bindu,” the photographer said, breaking the kiss for a second, but she just smiled at him for less than a second closing her eyes and continued kissing his lips passionately.  “Mmmmmm… the best lips ever,” he said, breaking the kiss again smiling at my wife.  My wife loved the way he was enjoying himself and encouraging her.  She smiled at him naughtily enjoying all the attention and encouragement she was getting, and started kissing his lips more passionately.  While the photographer was kissing her lips back passionately, my horny wife brought her hands down from his waist and placed them over his ass cheeks on top of his underwear.  “Mmmmmm…. Feeling ticklish,” he said and broke the kiss.  “When you did that to me?” as my wife was saying, he was smiling at my wife and took his hands behind her and started unhooking her white bra hooks.  “Tit for tat, yeah?” he said smiling.  As my wife said, “yeah,” biting her lower lips and smiling at him, he cheekily took her white bra off my wife.  While he was removing my wife’s white bra off, my wife casually took his hands off her bra and collected her white bra from his with her right hand.  As my wife was about to throw her white bra over her saree, petticoat, and blouse, the photographer started grabbing my wife’s ass cheeks over her black panteis and began sucking my wife’s right breast, “mmmmmmmm,” she moaned biting her lips and squeezing her white bra in her hand, as she did not expect him to suck her boobs all of a sudden.  As he moved his mouth to taste my wife’s left breast, the Thali (Mangalsutra) which I tied to my wife got stuck on his ear, which my wife gently took it off his ear and put it over her shoulders, so that he can have clean access to both her boobs.  The photographer now started tasting her left breast as well.  Throwing her white bra on top of her saree, blouse, and petticoat, my wife started enjoying the way the photographer was sucking her boobs, placing her hands over his shoulders gently.  Placing her hands over his shoulders gently, she was licking her lips and biting her lips watching the photographer taste her boobs one after the other.  She was so horny that she couldn’t stop herself from kissing her forehead encouraging him to taste her lips further.  Now taking his hands off my wife’s ass cheeks over her black panties, he started grabbing both my wife’s boobs, “Bindu, you are incredibly delicious,” he exclaimed, smiling at my wife.  As my wife smiled back, he started hugging my wife, who was now only in her Black panties, and of course she was wearing the Thali (Mangalsutra) I tied,  and bangles, ankles, and a thin waist chain which was resting over her black panties.

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The sight was no less than any porn movie, the photographer was only in his underwear, and my wife was only in her Black panties, and they both were hugging each other, with my wife’s nude boobs crushing against his bare chest and the lips refusing to part.  Lifting my wife’s legs and wrapping them around his waist, he started carrying my wife towards the table, and pushing all the things off the table, he placed my wife flat on the table.  As he grabbed my wife’s Black panties elastic, my wife all of a sudden started feeling shy and started covering her face with her hands, but cooperated well when he started removing her Black panties off by lifting her waist up when her Black panties went past her panties covered portion.  “Mmmmmmmm…. My god, what’s that amazing smell,” he exclaimed sniffing my wife’s Black panties which he removed.  My wife started feeling shy and immediately grabbed her Black panties from him, “it's wet and dirty,” she said and pulled it off him and threw it on top of her saree, petticoat, blouse, and white bra.  “It's wet, but not dirty,” he said, winking at her.  As my wife was naughtily smiling, “mmmmm… let me taste it,” he said and all of a sudden he started spreading my wife’s legs and started pulling her waist towards the edge of the table and started sniffing my wife’s pussy.  “Mmmmmmm… no….,” my wife exclaimed and tried to sit up, “why?” he said and started pulling his underwear down and in the name of putting his underwear aside, he flaunted his erect cock in front of my wife.  My wife was spellbound looking at his cock and got off the table.  “Why, Bindu? I shouldn’t sniff your pussy?” he said and started walking close to my wife, and the moment his erect cock touched my wife’s inner thighs, “mmmmmm.. Next time okay?” she whispered, breathing heavily as she could not control herself as his erect dick was rubbing against her inner thighs.  The photographer clearly knew that my wife had fallen for his erect cock and would do anything for him now, and began teasing my wife.  “Next time?  Okay then, I will put on my underwear,” he said and tried to go towards his underwear.  

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He was teasing my wife with his erect cock, “no, not that,” my wife exclaimed and went close to him and stood right opposite to him, and he even came closer caressing his cock against her inner thighs.  My wife’s hands were dying to grab his erect cock, but out of shyness or something, she was just placing her hands over his thighs close to his cock.  “Next time you can do whatever you want?” she whispered.  “You mean, you will let me sniff you pussy?” he whispered, moving his waist against my wife gently and rubbing his cock against my wife’s inner thighs.  “Yeah,” my wife whispered, sweating profusely, at the same time trying to control herself from holding his erect cock with her hands.  “You mean I can have your pussy anytime and anywhere, Bindu?” he whispered, getting more close to my wife crushing his erect cock against my wife’s inner thighs, making my horny wife spread her inner thighs to accommodate his erect cock between her thighs.  The moment his erect cock went between her thighs and touched her pussy, “mmmmmmm…. Anytime and anywhere,” she moaned, breathing heavily.  The photographer, understanding that my wife wanted his cock badly, grabbed my wife’s right hand with his left hand and made her grab his erect cock.  The moment my wife grabbed his erect cock, “mmmmmm,” she started moaning, biting her lips.  Immediately he started grabbing my wife’s naked ass cheeks and started kissing my wife’s lips, “mmmmmmmm….” my wife moaned and started stroking his cock and began kissing his lips back passionately.  The photographer, whose hands were grabbing my wife’s naked ass cheeks, started spreading my wife’s ass cheeks and started carassing my wife’s asshold and pussy as the same time, making my wife moan in pleasure.  “Mmmmmm…” as my wife moaned and broke the kiss for a moment, the photographer brought his hand towards her front and started grabbing my wife’s pussy and started fingering my pussy.  “Mmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmmm mmmmmm,” my wife started to moan, and her knees were getting weak.  Realizing that, the photographer grabbed my wife by her waist and made her sit on the edge of the table and made her sleep on the table and started inserting his erect cock inside my wife’s wet pussy.  “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa mmmmmmmmm mmmmmmm,” my wife started moaning as his erect cock went inside her pussy.  “Mmmmmm mmmmmm mmmmm mmmm mmmm mmm mmm mmmm,” my wife started moaning the deeper and deeper his cock went inside my wife’s pussy,  Resting his body completely on top of my wife, the photographer started making love to my wife and my wife started hugging him.  Hugging my wife back, crushing his chest against my wife’s naked boobs, he started kissing my wife’s lips and continued making love to her.  Afte a good 5 to 10 minutes of enjoying my wife’s wet pussy, he came inside my wife’s pussy

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To Be Continued ..!

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After making love to my wife, he made her get dressed, and took our family picture.



After a couple of days, as I dropped my sons at college and came home and parked my car inside my portico and entered inside my house, my wife had just had her shower, with a towel wrapped around her head, and wearing her nighty and offering pooja at the pooja room.  She was looking sexy today, in her thin white nighty, see through, I could see her black bra she was wearing inside, and her white color panteis as well.  As my wife started walking around lighting the Agarbatti and spreading the Agarbatti scent all over the house, I was enjoying the view of my bra and panties inside her thin nighty.  I waited for my wife to finish the pooja by planting the agarbatti at the door entrance and coming inside, so that I can take her inside my bedroom and enjoy her nicely in bed.  My wife feels great in bed after taking shower for two main reasons; the first reason is that she will be clean and confident, therefore she will cooperate with you nicely in bed without any hesitation; the second reason is that taking showers makes her horny and she will happily let you make love to her.  With these two things being said, my wife was finishing her pooja by planting the agarbattis at the door entrance.  As my wife’s both hands were about her head planting the agarbattis at the door entrance, the morning sun was hitting against her, revealing her beautiful shape inside her nighty, and revealing her white bra and white panties she was wearing inside, “my God, Bindu, my baby, I can’t have you in bed now,” I said.  As my wife started blushing, I could see another person behind my wife, it was none other than the photographer, “Bindu, my baby, I missed you,” he said and hugged my wife from behind and entered inside.  Throwing the photo album on the sofa, he came towards my wife and lifted my wife’s nighty off my wife, and as my wife stood only in her white bra and white panties, he hugged my wife in her white bra and white panties and carried her inside my bedroom and started making love to my wife.  Like I said, my wife feels great in bed after taking shower for two main reasons; the first reason is that she will be clean and confident, therefore she will cooperate with you nicely in bed without any hesitation; the second reason is that taking showers makes her horny and she will happily let you make love to her.  The photographer must have been enjoying my wife nicely in bed in my bedroom, and my wife must have been cooperating nicely with him.

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As the photographer was enjoying my wife in my bedroom, I opened the album and saw our family pictures.  My wife’s face in the family picture looked exactly like the faces of all the women in the photo studio albums.  “My God, this guy has been enjoying many peoples wives and my wife is one among them,” I said to myself.  After enjoying my wife in bed, he left the place without even thanking me for letting him have my wife.  Ignoring him I went to check on my wife, and my wife was sleeping naked.  I was horny, though I wanted to wake my wife up and ask her to take a shower before I enjoyed her, but somehow my nicely used up and thrown wife lying on bed naked got me excited.  As I got naked and spread her legs apart and slept on top of my wife and started making love to my wife, “mmmmm… Rajesh, you are back, mmmmmm… I told you, you will love my pussy,” my wife said in a tired tone.  Only then I came to know that the photographer’s name was Rajesh.  As my wife started cooperating nicely with me thinking that I was the photographer, “mmmmmm mmmmmm…” I started to moan making love to my wife, “Mohan, sorry, I thought it was, Rajesh, mmmm …” my wife started to moan now.  “You liked him in bed didn’t you, Bindu mmm?” I moaned, making love to my wife.  “Mohan, mmmmmmmmmmm… mmmmmmm mmmm…” my wife started moaning.  “You can have him next time as well, okay? Mmmmm mmmmmm mmmmm,” I moaned, making love to my wife and I was about to cum.  The moment my wife moaned and whispered, “mmmmmmmm mmmm mmmmmmm thank you Mohan, I love him,” without her control, I lost control and came inside my wife’s pussy.


Though I have been enjoying my wife since we got married, this sex was something different.


The End.

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Thanks for the back to back updates, bro..
Well, honestly, the last parts felt kind of rushed.. She should be under the seduction, yes. But, all the things she does with the photographer should've been in the name of good photo results and her envy to her friends, and this part completely ignored her husband's point of view.. Hope you make it more hot next time with her being more shy and reluctant on their dialogues..
Good luck

Thank you, to begin with.  Slowly she falls for the Photographer, and she surrenders letting him have her love hole.

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Thank you brother, I should have elaborated more I guess...

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WWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWW

Thank you

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Niceeee story. I am a telugu person but reading the story in English I enjoyed alot. Very nice story

Thank you so much for the support cherry8g 

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Plz continue bro..
It was osm

Thank you skps9237

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Thank you

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Thank you bro..

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Its love bro..

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wow! what a story!!

Thank you for the support 

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Thank you

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Novelist casa nova.... Great story. Really feeling like real. You should try a sequel to this making Bindu a slut for a rajesh and others.
May be plot like Bindu travelling to Canada to be with Mohan and there encounter few hot hots like alpha males, blacks in bar etc. Binds dressing sense transformation etal

Thank you. Its a Real life Story.

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It has been more than 15 years since I started writing Erotic Literature now, and I have never written an underage content or about religion.



When I was writing on ISS, things were fine, and I was writing and exhibiting my work, but when the Moderators banned my Story titled “Red Water” - a story of a captured Young Maoist Widow offering herself to a BSF Jawan in exchange for letting her escape from the BSF Camp, which was actually a real life story, the Moderators there Banned my Story.  The Moderators on ISS had no knowledge about Literature and zero respect for the Authors, therefore I Quit ISS.


Then I found Xossip and began writing there.  I had all the freedom I could to write on Xossip, because Xossip valued Authors and their work of Erotic Literature.  I have been writing on our Xossip for several years, and winning Best Story Contests every now and then, and even there I had never touched sensitive topics such as religion or underage content.  I would have never quit Xossip if it was not Closed down. 


When our Xossip got Closed, I was writing on my own Blog.  When this “Xossipy” started, I thought I have to contribute as much as I could in order to bring in our old Xossip readers back and began writing Stories regularly hoping that we could rebuild our Xossip Community, but unfortunately the Moderators here on Xossipy are showing us as much disrespect as possible by not Approving our Stories, acting like a superior Authority.


As an Author, personally, I don’t want to be at the Moderator’s mercy to exhibit my Erotica Literature.


Until I find a Forum where there are Moderators who have knowledge about Erotica Literature and Literature in general, creative freedom of the Authors and know how to treat the Authors, and respect their hard work, I will continued writing on my Personal Blog https://novelistcasanovasexstories.blogspot.com/ .
Thank you for the support.


Regards
Novelist Casanova.