Zoya and have a very exciting marriage
Salman and his wife, Zoya and have a very exciting marriage. She’s a wonderful lover, friend and a very beautiful woman. Other men are often attracted to her, and one can see them looking and lusting after her whenever they are out in the evening. Salman finds this exciting and encourages her to wear revealing clothing and insists that she go braless as often as possible, especially at home, because nature has blessed her with a pair of the sexiest breasts possible ;perfectly round and succulent capped by chocolate-pink coloured nipples which invariably peep through transparent dresses.
Zoya was 34 years old. She has exposed her breasts on nude beaches and Salman is sure she enjoyed all the stares. Once in the evening when it was slightly dark she even pulled off her panties and played around in the sea fully naked. Not only that while walking back they came across a fisherfolk couple. It was dark but they had a lantern. Still Zoya stopped and asked them a few questions just to let them realize that they were talking to a pretty young and naked lady.
A couple of years ago Salman began to fantasize about having other men see her nude and began to obsess about exposing and displaying her in public. Salman had fantasized about her going to nude beaches and stripping completely, showing off her lovely pussy and ass and even posing for nude photographs. He was however apprehensive whether she would ever agree to any of that. But the fantasies continued anyway, and expanded to include her being touched, fondled and even made love to by other men.
A few months ago, he took a big risk and shared one of his more mild fantasies with Zoya. He presented it in the form of a story about another woman who’s husband exposed her to other men – strangers, and that this fictional woman became very excited with the exposure and gradually started doing it to please her husband. At first she was a little shocked at his story, but then Salman noticed that she was becoming excited. He expanded on the story and her excitement grew. Her increased excitement drove him to greater fantasies and ever more detailed stories. After telling the stories they had fantastic love making sessions during which she was absolutely wild. Her reaction led Salman to conclude that someday he might be able to see his fantasies come true.
One day, a couple of weeks ago, Dileep and Salman were having a beer after work at the local watering hole. When he opened his wallet and pulled out some money, Salman ‘accidentally’ dropped a picture on the floor next to him. It was a Polaroid of Zoya nude in the shower – a side view showing the profile of her breasts and perky chocolate-pink nipples very clearly. It had been taken a few days earlier without her knowledge. Salman pretended not to notice it fall, so Dileep reached down and picked it up.
He stared at it until Salman said, “What’s that you’ve got?”
“Oh, of course not! I would never say anything about it. But, can I please see it again – just for a minute. He was almost begging. Salman held the picture in his hands for a minute and then said, “Well, as long as you’ve seen it anyway… ” and handed it back to him.
“She’s incredibly beautiful.”
“Exactly how is she different? Dileep asked.
Salman started out by just talking to Dileep about their sexual experiences, and he fell for the bait; hook, line and sinker. Salman told him about how they often played before sex and he asked Salman if Zoya got really wet during foreplay. Salman described it to him in detail, how she would often beg him to touch her a certain way, and how powerful her climaxes were. It was incredibly sexual talking for Salman to talk to his best friend about his wife. In a way, it was just like taking her clothes off and exposing her to him.
Salman further told him what her nipples looked like when she got excited, where they made love, what position Zoya liked the best, how she liked to take his cock into her mouth when it was soft and suck gently on it until it got hard, how she screamed when she had a particularly intense orgasm. He ate it up, listening intently and asking questions to elicit more information from Salman. And he loved every minute of it.
Dileep loved the photos and commented that, “I only wish that sometime I could see the real thing.”
“Are you serious? I mean, would you really like to see my wife naked?”
Dileep nearly fell off the bar stool. The beers were having an effect on both of us, and he exclaimed, “Wow, would I?”
The next day, Dileep called and saId, “You know, last night I was a little drunk, and If I said anything that was out of line…”
“Of course not,” Salman interrupted. “In fact, I’ve been thinking about our plan. Maybe we can work out something this Friday night. Are you still game?”
“Are you serious? I mean, I thought you… Well, you know, we had a lot of beers and…”
“Well, sure!” He exclaimed. “God, who wouldn’t want to see that body up close. She’s incredible.”
When Salman left for work on Friday, he told Zoya that he wanted to have a special night with her.
“When I get home be bathed and perfumed – and put that little black dress on – you know the one. I’ll be here at 7 p. m. sharp. After work, he picked up some nice wine, and a bouquet of flowers. When he arrived, dinner was ready and Zoya greeted him at the door smelling like an angel and looking like Jezebel. She was tremendously sexy.
Through dinner, he kept her wine glass full and complimented her frequently on how sexy she looked. They touched and kissed often, their tongues probing each others mouth and could feel the sexual tension building.
Salman lay next to her and whispered, “I’d like to try something different. I’m going to blindfold you.”
She murmured a soft protest, but then assented with a soft mewing sound, as he tied a black blindfold around her eyes and checked it carefully.
“Now, I have another little surprise.” From my night stand he took some velcro straps that he had prepared and wrapped them, first around one wrist, after adjusting her bangles and then the other. She began to protest but he ignored her as he quickly attached her wrists to the bedposts, pulling her arms apart as he snugged them tightly onto the post.
Zoya started to protest, but Salman put a finger to her lips, saying, “This isn’t all, my love. There’s more coming. You are now in my power and I’m going to seduce this lovely young princess. ”
Looking at his lovely wife as she lay spread-eagled and blindfolded on their bed, totally nude with her breasts jutting up except for her black lace thong panties, Salman wondered if he really could go through with it. Once Dileep had seen her like this he would always have that picture in his mind whenever he wanted it.
But Salman knew he couldn’t miss this chance. He was way too excited to stop. After nuzzling and caressing Zoya a little he put a padded stereo headset on her ears. She objected immediately. But with a little talking about how he wanted all of her senses focused on touch she finally relented.
“And,” he scolded her, “If you keep on protesting, I’m going to put a gag in your mouth. I’m your Master. You are my captive, my slave, and you must do everything I tell you. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Master.”
Salman almost came. This was too good to be true. Better than he had ever hoped.
By this time he was literally shaking with excitement. Dileep, who lived only two blocks away at the time, was waiting. Salman placed the call.
“Everything is all set. The front door is unlocked. Come in quietly and wait in the living room for me.”
Less than two minutes later he heard the front door open. (He must have flown down the street.) Salman put his cock back in the trouser, left Zoya and met him in the living room.
“Are you ready?”
He nodded eagerly, and after cautioning him to be very quiet, Salman led him down the hall. With his heart pounding he opened the door to their bedroom. Salman watched Dileeps eyes as he got his first sight of his erotically dressed and positioned wife. They both just stared at her for a few long moments. He just could not take his eyes off her breasts the nipples of which were quite erect. Salman was still nervous even though he knew well that she couldn’t possibly hear anything, but still he whispered, “Watch me, watch how I do this. ”
Excited by the prospect of talking out loud about Zoya’s body in the same room about her to his best frIend, Salman asked in a normal voice, “If you could do anything you wanted to her, what would it be?”
Astonished, he looked at Salman and after thinking for a moment said, “Oh, that’s easy, I would I would like to make love to her,” Salman told him to quit sugar coating his language and say what he meant.
Realizing that it was turning me on, Dileep said, “I’d like to fuck her really hard.”
But you can do everything except fuck her, Salman said to Dileep.
Then Dileep asked if he could touch her. Salmans chest was pounding with excitement as Dileep slowly began stroking her legs as Salman had done. When his hand was a couple of inches away from her panties he looked up at Salman. With a pounding heart Salman nodded for him to go ahead. He watched, his heart in his throat, as Dileeps hand reached Zoyas panties and lightly stroked her well shaped pussy through them. She then responded to his touch! Here was the same pussy that was under that lovely wedding-day saree on their wedding day being stroked by his best friend, with only the thin fabric of her lace panties separating his fingers from her now very wet pussy.
Salman touched his arm to get him to stop because he wanted himself to be the one to give Dileep his first glimpse of her pussy. Pushing the crotch of her panties aside Salman exposed first one lip and then her full pussy to Dileep.
After pulling her panties the rest of the way off Salman gave them to Dileep and told him that he could keep them. He jumped at the sound of Salmans voice until he remembered that she couldn’t hear anything. After smelling her panties he stuffed them in his pocket. Salman left her legs untied.
Now she was slowly opening and closing her legs and trying to get some satisfaction. Salman got the video camera and tripod from the closet and began to videotape her like this. He told Dileep to get his cock out and rub it on her leg. He again said that Dileep should not fuck her, but he could do everything else.
He moved to the head of the bed and slipped his cock into her open and unexpecting hand. She immediately grabbed it. Later Salman wondered why he did not think that Zoya could have noticed the difference. It was larger than Salmans and a quite different shape. When she grabbed, she murmured, “Oh, you’re so hard!”
Since only one of them could touch her at a time, Salman motioned for Dileep to go ahead who took teased the nipple of her right breast with his tongue. Zoya squirmed with pleasure and wanted him to suck it but he just kept alternating between one nipple and the other deliberately teasing them till they were fully erect. His right hand stroked her right leg from her knee up until it reached her cunt. This was the moment Salman had been waiting for. He watched and stroked his own cock as his friends fingers first touched his wife’s wet slit. She began bucking and he slipped first one, then two fingers into her. He then took his slick, wet fingers and put them in her mouth. She greedily sucked her own pussy juice off my friend’s fIngers until he put them back In her soaking wet pussy. All the while her ears were closed and music was playing.
Salmans cock was very hard. Although he did not want Dileep to fuck her he did want him to jerk off on her. And also wanted to catch it on film.
At first, Dileep was holding himself about level with her shoulders aimed at her face, but as his masturbation picked up speed he pulled closer and closer to her chin. Suddenly he stopped, thrust his pelvis towards her until his cock head was less than an inch from her chin and pointed up to her mouth. Dileep groaned and then exploded on Zoya’s face. She jerked in surprise, and then laughed. Her chin and lips were literally painted with stripes of Dileep’s cum. As the last spurts landed on her neck, Dileep gently slapped his now softening cock on her lips. Zoya opened her mouth and hungrily took his cock in, sucking eagerly on it. He pulled back, afraid she would notice the difference, and allowed her to suck only the head of it. Salman was circumcised whereas Dileep was uncut and had a long foreskin. He rolled it back with his hand and thrust just the head of his cock into Zoyas eager mouth. She was masterful at this and soon his cock began to harden again. In a matter of minutes he was back to full staff.
Dileep began sliding his cock along the inside of her thigh leaving a thin trail of wetness. Salmans mind continued telling him to stop his friend. He even motioned him to keep his cock away from her Zoyas pussy but Dileep said that he would take care not to fuck her. Salman just watched as the head of his cock came into contact with the lips of her pussy. Now Zoya was straining at her bindings and trying to bring the head of his cock more into contact with her cunt.
As Salman watched, Dileep spread her cunt lips wide with his thumbs. Then he began rubbing the head of cock up and down her wide open slit without actually going inside of her. Zoya for her part began humping his cock trying to get it inside.
Salman was aghast. Taking Salmans silence as permission, Dileep began fucking her harder and harder. He untied her ankles and folded her legs upto her armpits. He then kept the soles of her bare feet on his shoulders and started fucking her. He was really pounding into her, much harder than the way Salman usually fucked her, and she was loving it. He was driving into her with so much energy that Salman was afraid that the headphones might come off. He would withdraw his cock fully leaving just the head inside Zoyas pussy and then shove it right in upto the hilt till it was difficult to differentiate between their pubic hair. The motion was such that their pubic bones made a clapping noise each time he thrust his cock into her cunt. Zoya’s hands were tied and her breasts were bobbing up and down with each thrust. It was a unique sight. The pink lips of her pussy being pried open by his cock and then those lips holding the cock in a vicelike grip till he withdrew and whammed it in again. It was now that Dileep started squeezing her breasts, playing with her nipples and finally sucking them.
Salman knew this couldn’t last very long and suddenly Dileep groaned and, driving hard into her with all of his strength, he came deep inside of her. It was so very exciting to Salman and as he was stroking his cock, he too came at the same time. It was an incredible experience. Salman just couldn’t believe it his friend Dileep was cumming inside the pretty pussy of his wife, and that too right in front of his eyes!
Meanwhile, Zoya was twisting and squirming, wanting more. Dileep’s cock was still inside her and he just lay there. As she squirmed he began to get hard again, and soon he started fucking her again. Dileep also sucked her pretty toes and played with her anklets. This time, they fucked hard for a long time until Zoya began to cum and cum hard!
Dileep exclaimed to Salman, “It feels like her pussy is milking my cock!” Salman knew exactly what he was talking about. When Zoya was really turned on she could grab his or any cock with her cunt. It was like a little hand down in there grabbing your dick. He watched his wife have the most intense orgasm he had ever seen her have with his friends cock shoved up in her. Her climax lasted and lasted and finally he could see that Dileep was coming again. Her pussy was certainly full. He was spent and this time they just lay there together, breathing hard. Finally, he pulled out and backed away from his friends lovely wife.
Salman looked at his lovely wife lying there, and his cock came into action. As he heard the front door open and close, he mounted her and slipped his cock into her very full pussy. They fucked very slowly for a long time until they both built into an incredible climax. Afterwards, Salman washed and dried her and then, after putting the camera and tripod away and with all the lights turned off again, he removed her blindfold, earphones and untied her arms. She wrapped her arms around him and cried softly into her husbands neck.
“That was a very wonderful night of fucking. I’ll remember that forever!” Then she turned over and promptly went into a very deep sleep.
Since that night, Salman must have watched that video twenty times. Dileep has asked to see it too, and plans are being made by both of them to get together some evening soon to relive that wonderful night.
Last night, Salman and Zoya were petting and about to make love, when she pushed him over on his back and slid down between his legs. She took his cock in her mouth and began to give him a wonderful blowjob. Usually, when he used to come, she used to pull his cock out and finish his climax with her hand. This time, however, she swallowed every drop. Afterwards, when they were lying there with her face cuddled under his chin, she remarked, “You taste very different from Dileep, did you know that?”
Salmans heart pounded; he was speechless! After a few minutes, he asked, “What gave us away?”
Zoya smiled. “The first hint was that his cock is shaped different… It’s a little bigger, too, but it was the shape that confused me. When it was in my hand, I just thought you had a different erection, but when I was able to get it into my mouth I knew something was wrong. The head is larger, and he tasted very different. My first reaction was total panic coz I was absolutely nude, but then I realized that this was something that you had planned carefully, and must have wanted very badly so, after getting my fears under control, I finally decided to go along. In any case there was nothing much I could have done. I was naked and tied, with my pussy jutting out. It was good that I was not fucked right away. When I took the cock in my mouth I knew that it was not you and it gave me time to prepare myself for sex with somebody else. I had no idea who the other man was, but he was being gentle and… well, it felt good. When he was getting into the position between my legs to fuck me, it just didn’t feel the same.. You know, you and I, we just fit together so well. Another man? Well he’s different. You have a certain way of getting on and getting off. He was a little clumsy.
“It was a wonderful night. Thank you. There is one small problem though. He wasn’t wearing a condom and… well, I think I might be pregnant…. Zoya sounded serious.
‘Are you serious?’ Salman was appalled. This was something that he was most apprehensive about.
She nodded solemnly and after what seemed to be an eternity to Salman, she laughed. ‘No. I was just pulling your leg. But don’t you think it is risky if you invite any of your friends to fuck me when I am thinking that it is you whose cock is inside me. This time I did not get pregnant but next time suppose I do. What will I tell the world? That I am carrying Dileeps baby? All this should be done only during my safe days or when I am taking pills. By the way why did you not ask Dileep to wear a condom?
‘I—well, It just did not cross my mind.’
“Why?”
“No particular reason. It Is just that I’ll feel shy and odd.”
“Shy! After he has fucked you!”
“Come on now. He still thinks that I was letting my hubby fuck me. You are very sweet. Unlike chauvinists who get all uptight if somebody sees their wife’s tits although they are dying to screw other’s wives. You are really a darling. Broad minded in the true sense of the term. But give me some time. I’ll let you know when to tell him. And I still don’t know how Sunita, his wife will react when she comes to know that Dileep has fucked me. And what about you, you naughty stud. Whose wife have you been fucking lately?”
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