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

[DaBigBaadWolff]

Akram: Kiss time now.
Wasim: French kiss.
Nisha giggles.

 

[DaBigBaadWolff]

Wasim: Who goes first?
Akram: Toss for it.
Wasim pulls out a coin.
Nisha steps aside, moving to the front of the table, ass facing me.
Akram: Heads.
The coin is tossed.
Akram loses.
Wasim laughs in glee and moves to the front of the table to Nisha.
“French Bday kiss time.” He says.
Nisha giggles.

 

[CuckIndianHubby]

Nisha giggles.
Wasim holds Nisha below her waist.
He starts to kiss her mouth.
Then his hand moves down to her bare ass.
Nisha removes his hand.
I start to shoot a video, my dick rock hard.

 

[CuckIndianHubby]

Wasim starts kissing her mouth harder, his hands move to her ass.
Nisha removes them.
They kiss for a minute, then stop, gasping for breath.
I am still filming.
I am waiting for Nisha to yell at Wasim for grabbing her ass.
She says nothing.
She turns to me and sees me filming.
I am stunned to see, she is licking her lips.
Which tells me she enjoyed kissing Wasim.

 

[DaBigBaadWolff]

“Now me.” Akram says.
He rushes to Nisha, grabbing her waist and kissing her hard.
His hands move to her bare ass, she removes them.

 

[CuckIndianHubby]

I watch mesmerized, filming.
Akram loses control and holds her ass with both his hands, kissing her hard.
He slaps her ass.
THAKKKKKKKK
Nisha gasps for breath and pulls away.
I expect her to yell at him.
She says nothing.

 

[DaBigBaadWolff]

Akram: Wow, that was amazing.
Wasim: Yeah.
Akram: Can we have another kiss?

 

[slutindianwife]

“Huhh.. no no, not now.
Maybe later!”

 

[CuckIndianHubby]

Maybe later?
Fukkk, my wife was telling them they had a chance to grab her ass later?

 

[slutindianwife]

The doorbell rings.
“Oh that must be the pizza I ordered for you guys. Let me get that. I’ll be back.”

 

[CuckIndianHubby]

She was going to get the pizza dressed like this?
FUKKKKKK!
Am sure Wasim and Akram had the same thought, their eyes glued to her ass as she left.

https://i.imgur.com/dVy9d7R.jpg

 

[CuckIndianHubby]

After about 5 minutes Nisha returned with 3 large Pizza boxes.
She set them down beside the Bday cake.

 

[CuckIndianHubby]

We have a big terrace on the top of our villa.
A part of it had a huge bed, which was covered from top by a tarp, supported by poles on 4 sides. Nisha and I loved to fuck there, in the open.
To the left side of the bed, there was a couch.
And to the right, there was a swing, large enough to seat 3 people.
There were also 5 lounging chairs.
Wasim sat on one. Akram on another.

 

[slutindianwife]

Wasim sat on one. Akram on another.
“What will you guys have to drink? Nisha asked.

 

[DaBigBaadWolff]

“Beer.” Akram.
“Whisky.” Wasim.

 

[CuckIndianHubby]

“Hunny can you get us all drinks?” I hear her say.
I rush away, my dick hard.
In a couple of minutes am back.
The three are busy talking.
They fall silent when I come.
I wonder what they were saying.

 

[slutindianwife]

“Put them down hunny. I’ll serve.”

 

[CuckIndianHubby]

I see my wife hand a beer to Akram and a glass of whisky to Wasim.
She brings me a beer.
Then she makes a glass of whisky for herself.
Wasim is shocked and says: You drink hard liquor?
Akram: In office you are so innocent.

 

[CuckIndianHubby]

Nisha walks to the pizzas and starts cutting.
I am shocked when I hear Akram say,
“Nisha are you scared?”

 

[slutindianwife]

Still cutting the pizzas, not looking back, Nisha says,
“Scared of who??”

 

[DaBigBaadWolff]

Akram: You got this tattoo on your back which says Dar.
(Dar is a word in Hindi for fear.)

 

[CuckIndianHubby]

I see Nisha almost jump out of her skin and quickly straighten her top, covering the words.
Had she not thought this might happen when she wore that outfit?
I hear her whisper, “Oh that’s something I got done a couple of days back, just for the heck of it.”
I think, as am sure she did now,
What if all the words were revealed?

 

[DaBigBaadWolff]

Akram: Well how about that dance floor?
Wasim: Yes, what about dancing?

 

[slutindianwife]

“A slice of pizza first and a drink, then we can!”

 

[CuckIndianHubby]

Nisha hands them a slice of pizza each, hands me one and takes one herself and sits on the swing.
Her skirt is almost pulled up to her cunt.
I hear Akram say,
“And you said we can kiss you again.