The Making Of A Married Slut (Closed for slutindianwife and DaBigBaadWolff)

“I’ve invited him over. We can party the rest of the night!”
I look in shock, before I can say anything she says:
“I’m going to shower and change, he will be here in 10.
Just take him to the terrace.”
She walks off.
 
I am sure my wife wants cock tonight – and not mine!
I am rock hard.
I sit on the couch, pull my shorts to my knees and start to shag.
I think of a guy pounding my wife like a bitch!
 
My dick was hard and throbbing as I went to open the door.
I did not care.
I opened the door and was shocked.
The guy was young, built as strong as Wasim.
 
He smiles at me.
“Hi Sir, am Yash.” I hear him say.
His smile is warm.
I take a liking to him.
“Hi Yash, cummon in!”
 
I close the door after him.
I see he is in a white short T.
Blue loose shorts.
I see his dick and balls hanging loose and gasp.
They are huge and he has on no underwear.
He sees me looking and smiles.
 
“Let’s head to the terrace.” I say and walk on.
We reach the terrace.
I say,
“Make yourself comfy! Shall I get us drinks?”
He says he’ll have a whisky.
I make two and hand him his glass.
 
For once I am relieved to see my wife fully clothed!
But on taking closer look, I am shocked to see the long yellow half sleeve outfit she has on, is a semi transparent nighty.
It is held in place by a thin string at her boobs and another at her waist.
It is clear she has not got on a bra under, as her boobs are jigging and the outline of her big nipples is clearly visible.
 
“Thanks Yash.”
Seeing his shorts and his massive cock and balls in no undies.
“Wow! That’s one monster you have Yash!”
Giggling.
 
Before he can reply, I say,
“Pizza for you guys? Am hungry!”
Horny as fuck too, I think!
I go to the table, pick 3 slices of pizza.
I walk to Yash and give him one, one I give to hubby.
And the 3rd slice I start chomping!
 
Yash: Oh, Arif, that’s the guy I live with, just two of us in that house by the side of yours for the moment – we both work for BPOs!
 
My wife and Yash talk as though I am not there.
Suddenly she gets up to make drinks and says,
“Hunny, there is no ice, can you get some?”
“Sure sure..” I say and get up and go downstairs.
 
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