Previous Part: My naughty husband
Hi, this is Sunita. Thank you for the amazing response I got for my first story. Here is the continuation of it. So I am 34 years old with a body of 36-30-34.
So getting back to the story. That night my husband fucked me rough and hard while I moaned his friend’s name. Even I loved moaning someone else’s name while my husband fucks me and imagining getting banged by that person.
We continued this play for a whole week. Then, as usual, my husband went to meet his friends on Sunday. I was waiting at home to listen to their comments on me.
I was waiting for my husband to come home and narrate those details. I then got a call from my husband. There was excitement in his voice. I answered the call with the same excitement.
Hus: Hi, Suni darling, what are you doing?
Me: Nothing waiting for you eagerly.
Hus: Why? Your pussy wants to listen to all the comments that my friends make?
Me: Haha, maybe, and it also wants your hard dick in.
Hus: I have a surprise for you. I am bringing Mohan along with me to home. We can spice up things tonight.
Me: OMG, really, but is it not too soon?
Hus: Come on, Sunnu, let’s enjoy while we are still in the moment. Wear that blue saree we bought for our honeymoon, and don’t wear any inners. Ok!
Me: Which blue one?
Hus: That transparent one with which you teased me so hard that night.
Me: No, I can’t even because the blouse is semi-transparent. With all your play, my boobs have grown. They will be popping out. My nipples will be clearly visible in it.
Hus: I know, darling, but please wear it, and we can have more fun tonight. Please…
Me: Ok.
Hus: We will come in 45 minutes. Be ready to open the door, baby.
Me: Ok, bye.
I ran to the bathroom to take a hot shower. Also, to shave my underarms which have one-week-old hair and also my pussy. I was wet all the time while taking a bath. I came out wearing the saree. While keeping my pallu, I looked at my boobs which were half out of the blouse, and my dark nipples were visible.
So, Sunita, you are going to have a great night, I thought.
I waited patiently for 10 more minutes when I heard the doorbell ring. I went and opened the door. I opened the door, and my husband fell over me and mumbled something. Mohan helped me to catch my husband, and we brought him in.
Once we placed him on the sofa, Mohan asked me for the restrooms and went into it. Immediately my husband opened his eyes, got up and hugged me. It was such a relief that I thought he passed out and there would be no action tonight.
He said, “Darling, I will act like I am drunk and do some naughty things with you. Please cooperate, and let’s tease Mohan.” I smiled at him, and he returned to lying on the sofa. Meanwhile, Mohan returned, and I started my game, asking him.
“What happened, annaya? (Brother). Why is he so drunk? You know he cannot handle much.” Mohan sighed and said, “Yes, chellema (sister), I told him to go slow too.” Meanwhile, my husband got up and pulled me beside him, making me sit on his lap.
He said, “Why don’t you get the bottle so we can continue here?” I went and bought the whisky bottle and gave it to them. He also asked for an omelette. When I was making it, they had a peg for each, and our kitchen could be seen from the hall.
My husband came and hugged me from behind. A moan escaped, and he said, “You look so sexy in this saree.” He placed his hand on my waist, slowly brought it to my navel, and started to circle it. I was having goosebumps and caught his head as he kissed me and caressed his hair.
He started to pull my pallu down and turned me towards the hall. Mohan was watching all this from there with eyes wide open. I looked at him seductively as my husband’s hands crossed my boobs. He started to press them hard and squeeze them. I moaned as the pleasure was getting built.
I was in heaven. It was a new experience as my husband played with my body while some stranger watched us. It gave me a new pleasure. I can feel my husband’s dick between my ass as he pressed his ass and my boobs hard. I moaned.
My husband started to play with my pussy as he slid his right hand and started to play with my cunt. Ah god, it’s so hot a man watching us while I’m getting my pussy fingered and boobs crushed. Suddenly my husband pulled my blouse down. My 32-sized mangoes jumped out.
I could see the surprise on Mohan’s face as he saw my milky boobs with dark brown nipples. I slapped my husband’s hand and pulled my blouse up. I asked him to go and sit while I brought the omelette. While placing it on the table, I bent seductively.
My pallu fell, giving a good view of my milky cleavage to Mohan. I returned to the kitchen and noticed that he adjusted his crotch as he got a boner. They drank for another half an hour. Then my husband called me and said let’s go to bed. I asked Mohan to stay as it was already too late, and he was drunk.
He agreed. I went into our bedroom, which is exactly opposite to Mohan’s. I didn’t close the door as I was aroused and turned to the mirror. Mohan can see my back which is visible, and my low-hip saree too. My husband came in. He was too drunk and didn’t close the door completely.
I gave a naughty smile to him as I placed my hands over his shoulders and brought my lips closer. As he sucked my lips, I could feel the taste of the alcohol on them.
I licked his lips as his hands roamed my waist and back. He pulled my blouse down with force and started to suck my boobs which were hanging. I arched my head back and started to moan as he sucked me hard, making them red. He then pushed me to the bed.
I fell on the bed with my arms falling from the bed. Mohan had a good view of my boobs rising as I took a hard breath. He could also see my clean-shaven armpits, now shining with sweat. I stopped my husband as he undid his pants and asked him to close the door and come.
My naughty husband went and switched off the lights in the hall. As he goes out, Mohan acts like he is asleep, and we switch on the bed light in the room. I sat on the bed and removed my blouse completely. I am sure that Mohan can see the silhouette of my firm breasts.
My husband came near me as we kissed. I started to stroke his 8-inch dick, bent down, and started to suck it, making it rock solid hard. He moaned and made sure Mohan listened to them. He even closed the door only partially but not completely. We were not able to see him as the lights were off.
I felt happy as I could feel that there were only two of us. I started to take my husband’s dick to deepthroat. He started to thrust it hard into my mouth. He could not control me anymore, so he pinned me to bed. Raised my legs and placed them on his shoulders, and started to fuck me with long and hard strokes.
I started to moan, “Ah yes, fuck me hard like you fuck a bitch. Fuck your slut wife hard.”
Mohan was listening to all of this. I wondered how hard he might be. What if he comes and joins us? And they two fuck me together. Now I took charge, made my husband lie and started to ride him in a cowgirl with my back towards Mohan.
He saw my hips rising and falling hard on my husband’s dick. I enjoyed this new feeling, and my pussy was dripping its juices. Without removing his dick from my pussy, I turned to reverse cowgirl and started to ride. I started to moan sexily and press my boobs.
My husband continued to slap my ass while I rode him. I was on the verge of cumming. So I came to my fours and asked my husband to fuck me hard and rough. My husband pushed his dick from behind and caught my hair, pulling it back with his left hand, slapping my ass with his right started to fuck me hard.
“Ah, yes, I am cumming.” I cum on his dick. Even my husband cum deep in my pussy. I can see that Mohan removed his pants and stroked his dick outside.
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