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Watched My Wife Get Laid

Hi, I am Sanjay. I am 35 and married to Sona who but she is quite attractive. At 5-4″ and 34C-26-36 she looks sexy and vulnerable. We have a friend couple who visits us very often. In one of the get together of us two couples, Sona and Sachin (the other male) were making dinner. Sachin loves to cook and so when most of the times we call them over to dinner or we got at their place, he and my wife cook and his wife and I talk in the drawing room till the dinner is ready. So on that day as usual, I was talking with his wife about Indian politics and Sachin and Sona were cooking. To prove my point to Tanuj (Sachin’s wife) I wanted to show her a book. I had left it in our car parked in the porch. I went out to get it. After getting the book as I passed the kitchen window from outside, I was shocked. Sachin and my wife were standing in front of the cooking range, so their sides were facing me. Sachin was standing behind Sona, pressing his loins against her hips. One of his hands was inside Sona’s nightie and inside her bra, cupping her swelling breast and tweaking her nipple. Sona’s eyes were half shut and face lit with lust. She had opened the small wooden partition in the wall between drawing room and kitchen just a crack and seemed to be keeping an eye if someone is approaching the kitchen. With one hand Sachin opened his fly and his big bulge in the underwear popped out. He put his hand inside his underwear and adjusted his tool, bent down a bit and again pressed against my wife’s buttocks, so that the tip of his bulge pressed against her ass crack. I was angry but at the same time highly aroused. I had never thought about this, but for the first time I realised that the idea of my wife with other man excited me. However, that day, I quickly went inside the house and called out before entering the kitchen. They were innocently mashing the potatoes as if nothing has happened. That night Sona was wild in bed, first time since honeymoon…

To make long story short, once I called him for lunch on one of the Sunday’s when his wife was away. After lunch I excused myself saying that I had some important work to do at office before the week starts and would not be home till late evening. I went out and passed half an hour outside and came back home quietly, his vehicle was still parked outside my house. Using my key I tip toed inside to the bedroom. The bedroom door was partially ajar, enough to let anyone in the drawing room to see in without being seen. And there inside Sachin was plugging my wife with great fury. Sona was babbling incoherently and moaning loudly at the same time. Her face was all sweated and in almost agony. There was a Vaseline bottle on the bed nearby and I Sona’s body. It was very large, much larger than mine in both length and thickness with a huge purple knob. Though they had drawn the thin bedroom curtains, there was enough light in the room (it being an afternoon) for me to see his penis shining with both Vaseline and with my wife’s juices. I was extremely turned on by the sight. Now don’t get me wrong, I am as heterosexual as any of you, it was just the sight of him penetrating my wife turned me on. Now that he was out of her, he again applied some vaseline over his shaft and pulled a pillow beneath Sona’s hips. He again forced her thighs apart, Sona didn’t resist anyway, and again mounted her. He slept over her and impatiently began prodding her loins with his penis.

Probably he was taking a long time to center because Sona’s hand emerged in-between their groins, held his penis and guided it over to her moist vagina. Slowly he again gained entry into her body. Once fully inside, he again started humping my wife, slowly at first and then furiously. Sona was calling out his name and pulling at his chest hair, she was wild. In a short while he began thrusting inside her rapidly and then finally grunted and must have spurted his seed inside her as Sona’s body went stiff under Sachin for a while, her eyes rolled back and she gave a deep, satisfied sigh. The last scene I saw was him pulling out of her and throwing a towel at her to wipe out his seed. As I saw him getting off the bed I quickly pulled out of the house and came back later after an hour, Sona was dressed up but she still was sleeping in the bed.


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