Without his eyes leaving mine and in spite of everything, hubby reaches down and grabs Sahil’s huge balls with his left hand. His right hand is stroking pre cum out of his own penis.
With all restraint gone, Sahil ploughs into me hard for another five strokes.
“Get ready,” he hisses. “Hold on tight, hubby”
hubby adjusts his grip, as Sahil’s nuts tighten and stuck in. Two more strokes. hubby feels a hot, sickening throb.
“Oh fuck, it’s cumming, wife,” My husband whispers to me.
“AAAHHHHHH, YOU HEAR YOUR HUSBAND? It’s cumming, baby, it’s cumming!” Sahil says.
He swells inside of me, and then I feel the first splash of his load hit my cervix.
“OH, YES,” I scream. “Cum in me. Give it to me!”
Sahil pounds me into the mattress, as hubby rubs himself just as hard. As he watch Sahil’s cock force the cum to ooze out me, hubby’s penis starts bubbling out sperm on its own, he is mesmerized by everything he’s seeing. It’s the most erotic thing he can ever remember witnessing.
I grab Sahil’s ass, pull him in and grind on him while he finishes dumping his heavy load inside someone else’s wife. Right before he’s done, I arch my back and freeze.
“AAAHHH, AAAHHH, AAAHHH,”
“Oh, that’s it, sweetness. Cum on that cock,” he soothes and leans down to devour my mouth in his.
We kiss and hold on to each other until we are both breathing normally again. I starts kissing his face, working down to his neck and chest.
I feel his cock slip out of me while he descends. His cum runs freely out of my cunt. My husband stares at the mess, as his penis falls limply out of his hand. He’s unaware that he has yet to let go of Sahil’s balls.
“That feels pretty good, buddy. Just keep holding on to them if want. You sure know how to massage them,” Sahil grins.
Hubby lets go instantly, but can’t help but notice how hard Sahil still is.
“You see how much I want her, hubby? I’m ready to go again. I just can’t get enough of her.”
I start to get up, but he weighs me down on the bed.
“Now, bud, please pay attention. I’ve shown you how to make love to a woman, right?”
My husband nods like an idiot.
“Keep watching. This time I’m going to show you how to fuck her.”
In one scoop, Sahil brings me up off the bed. My arms wrap around his neck, my legs go up over his arms and he starts fucking my body on his cock.
“Oh, god, oh, god…” I start moaning. “Don’t stop. He holds my ass in his hands so tightly that I’m sure I will be bruised from his fingertips. He’s so controlled as he lifts and drops me. It feels like his dick is clearly deep inside my cervix.
Sahil smiles at me. “Fuck, you look hot like this.” I smile and brush the hair out of my face.
He sits down on the bed, and I continue riding him. My hair and my tits start bouncing as I get into it. He lies back and puts his hands under my arms to hold me from coming all the way down.
Then his hips thrust upward fast and hard as crashes up into me over and over. I put my hands on his chest to keep myself balanced so I can widen my legs as much as possible. “That’s it, darling. Give me all that pussy,” he says.
He grabs my left leg and pushes it up, as he turns our bodies so that I’m lying on my right side with him straddling my right leg while holding my left leg in the air. His strokes are relentless.
He’s going to make me pass out again, I think to myself. But it feels so good, I don’t want him to stop. Sensing something, he slows down a bit and reaches up to grab a pillow.
He puts my leg down and turns me on my stomach, with my head on the pillow. My knees automatically go under me to push my ass in the air.
Sahil laughs and kisses my ass. “Ahhh, there’s some of that instinct you were talking about, baby.”
As he enters me, he starts to reach around me but stops. He looks over at my hubby, who is still sitting on the side of the bed with his hand wrapped around his penis, and his eyes are glued to my juicy pussy.
“Hey, hubby, help me out, will you?” Sahil asks.
He moves his eyes away to look at Sahil.
“Spit on my fingers, so I can work on her clit,” he smiles.
hubby leans down and spits until his fingers are slimy and wet.
Sahil reaches around and starts playing with my clit as his dick keeps its rhythm in my hole.
As he gently taps on my clit, I tense.
“Tell me when you’re Cumming,” Sahil says.
I-I-I-I…ammmmm!” My legs shake uncontrollably, and he knows I can’t keep myself up on my knees.
He eases my body down on the bed and mounts me, missionary-style.
He is drenched in my juice, and even though I’m coming down off my orgasm, the invasion of his cock makes me ache for more. I arch myself into him.
“Ahhhh, yeah, baby. This is your favourite, isn’t it?” he murmurs.
“Uh-huh,” I nod, biting my lip.
“It’s my favourite, too. I love to watch your face when I fill you. And I love to watch your face when you cum.”
Sahil doesn’t take his eyes off of me. “Don’t you like to watch her face when she cum,, hubby?”
There’s just silence in the air.
Sahil laughs. “Maybe your problem is that you can’t make her cum.”
His strokes are long and steady. He puts his arms under me and holds me tight as his cock starts hammering into me.
“I’m going to fucking drown you again, baby,” he says. “That pussy will be Brahmin bred only.”
He fucks me hard for what seems like an eternity. The longer it takes for him to reach his release, the harder and faster he fucks. My legs stretch and my pussy opens wide to take all he’s giving to me.
“Fuck, Sahil. I’m going to cum again,” I cry.
Him and I grab each other tight and both start calling out each others names as we reach our peaks at the same time. Grabbing and slamming our bodies together as hard and tight as possible, we unload ourselves once again.
Cum is everywhere, and for a moment, we totally forget about my husband even exists. We kiss and Sahil rolls off of me to catch his breath. He rests a hand on my belly and closes his eyes for a moment. I hold his hand and close my eyes too.
hubby’s been quiet and watched all of this. His penis is brimming with as much cum as he is able to produce. It’s head is bright red and raw from all the jerking off. He still can’t stop stroking as he stares at my swollen, dripping pussy. I can tell his mind is reeling. He’s just watched another man fuck and most probably bred his wife.
Sahil not only fucked his wife, but he came inside her. And he’s watching his wife’s lover’s cum run out of her gaping hole, down to her ass. hubby is aware he isn’t thinking straight, but he’ resisted long enough. He doesn’t want to resist anymore.
He quietly leans down between my legs and inhales. The smell drives him to stroke again. He can vaguely remember jerking off to the same smell on Sahil’s sheets when he first came to stay.
I feel the depression on the mattress between my legs and open my eyes to look down. My eyes meet my husband’s and my knees fall open in an invitation.
“Oh, hubby…” I mouth the words, but no sounds comes out.
He leans in closer and slowly swipes the tip of his tongue across my clit.
The sounds of my breath catching and the taste of cum, pushes him over the edge and he buries his face in my used, sopping pussy.