Friend’s Drunk Wife Shabana Fucked For Dessert!
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I was invited by my friend, Arif for dinner at his house while I was in Hyderabad. He was a well-to-do, living in an independent house in a gated community. His wife Shabana was a woman with a modern outlook. Arif and I have had several escapades with women and are open with each other. Once while we were drinking, he had let it slip that Shabana was a highly spirited woman with excessive sex drive. They were in the small garden in the backyard of their house, they had a small barbeque pit and Shabana had begun barbequing. I was led by Arif and I gave Shabana a peck on the cheek and a hug as I would normally do. But that day, I felt that she lingered on while I was giving her a hug. My friend’s wife looked great. She was wearing very low-cut, loose-fitting sleeveless top and tight leggings. The leggings showed off her well-toned legs and the shirt showed so much cleavage that I could feel uncomfortable in my jeans. We sat and enjoyed the evening with a few beers and munchings. I could see that my friend’s wife Shabana would bend over more than necessary, allowing me a very nice view of her tits under her loose shirt! I also saw her rubbing the bottom of her cold beer bottle up and down her chest, provocatively. I watched as the droplets of water trailed in between her tits. Watching her made me even horny. We sat there drinking for an hour or so. It soon became a bit nippy and cold. Shabana suggested we get inside the house. So, we went into their living room. She turned on some music and we all continued to drink beer after beer. After a while, my friend suggested that we play a game of ‘spin the bottle’ to make it interesting. He also took out a bottle of Tequila and then declared that the loser of each game had to drink a shot. Winking at me, he said that if we could get Shabana drunk, we might have a shot at something exciting. He then added that the more drunk she gets, the hornier she gets. We began the game and started beating her. She downed the shot without hesitation. I lost the next round and then beat Shabana again, each of us drinking our shots. By now I was really buzzing and it appeared that Shabana was as well. My friend’s wife started dancing and swaying to the music. Somehow Arif was lucky and didn’t lose much, he seemed unbeatable. The next time Shabana lost, she went over to the bar and picked up the shot glass, but then she hesitated saying that she was getting pretty drunk and didn’t think it was a good idea. But Arif insisted that a bet was a bet. Shabana said she was afraid she would get sick if she had too many shots and then asked if there was something else she could do instead of downing another shot. I could think of many things, but kept quiet, not sure how Arif may take it. But it was as though Arif had read my mind. He smiled at her and said maybe she could take an article of clothing off, instead of a drink. He turned and asked me if that would be okay and I quickly said, “Oh yes, that is acceptable”. Shabana looked at both of us and asked, “Are you two trying to get me naked?” Feeling bolder, I replied, “Oh yes! I love looking at naked women!”. I looked at Arif, he just smiled and nodded. “Oh really! Well, I too like looking at naked men”, Shabana said. “So if you both want fair play, you have to strip when you lose.” Arif and I looked at each other and quickly agreed. Shabana just stood there for a moment, then began slowly pulling it up. Just as she pulled it just enough to show the bottom of her tits, she let it fall back into place. She began to laugh at our disappointed expressions. Then my friend’s drunk wife got up, pulled the band of her leggings and took them off, showing her red colour thong panties which very beautifully showed off her tight round ass. She told us we would have to beat her again to get her top off. I lost the next round and pulled off my t-shirt. As the rounds went on, all of us were left in our underwear. When Shabana lost, she went and downed a shot, changed the music and began to dance. We both joined her, with her in between our naked bodies. Shabana would turn to face me pressing her naked tits against my naked chest and would soon turn back to Arif, thrusting her ass into my crotch. This went on and when the song got over, Arif was going to change the song when Shabana said. “No,” “Enough of dancing. What I want is for the two of you to take me upstairs and FUCK ME!” I was surprised but then I remembered what my friend Arif had told me about his wife’s sexual drive. I looked again at Shabana’s naked body and I decided to go for it. I wanted to fuck Shabana now! “Well, I am ready!”, I said. “..if it is okay with Arif.” And it was! He began leading Shabana towards the bedroom. I followed them. In the bedroom, Shabana switched on the air conditioner, then took off her thong and lay down seductively in the middle of the big bed. Not to be left behind, Arif and I stripped. Our dicks were already hard as rock. I lay down on one side of her while Arif took the other. I waited for him to begin and when he began to slide his hand over his wife’s body, I did the same. She moaned with pleasure as our hands roamed over her. I slipped my fingers between her legs and was vigorously playing with her wet pussy when she finally asked if we were going to fuck her or not. I didn’t need any more invitation, I looked at Arif, asking if wanted to go first. He told me to go ahead. So I mounted my friend’s wife and started fucking her while her husband Arif watched the action from his position at her side. Because of all the excitement of the past few hours, I could not last long. I shot ropes and ropes of cum into my friend’s wife’s pussy. I then rolled off to give Arif his turn. But Shabana got into doggie position and began to suck my dick as Arif fucked her from the rear. It wasn’t long before I was hard again and Shabana then she began to lick my shaft from the base to the tip. It went on and then she began to deep throat me. Soon, we were both fucking her. Shabana screamed with pleasure as she came bucking and twisting and began to shake violently. This made Arif shoot his cum inside her. I continued my slow pumping till I could not hold any longer and I shot into her. We lay there in ecstasy for a few minutes and then drifted off to sleep. I heard her and Arif going at it again as drowsiness enveloped me. I woke up the next morning to find my friend’s wife straddling my body and smiling down at me as she slid herself onto my morning hard-on. Then she began to ride me, her huge tits swaying and bouncing. I sucked and caressed them as she pumped herself up and down. After a few minutes, Arif walked in stood there with a cup of tea in his hand, watching us fuck. That felt a little weird, but after all, it wasn’t much different from last night. After some time, Shabana came with a groan and I shot my load inside her. Then I headed for the shower. After I got dressed, I headed down to the kitchen. Arif handed me a cup of tea. Shabana was still in the shower. Arif confided that it was one of the best fucks they had and he looked forward to it again. Arif told me that nothing like that had ever happened before. He also said Shabana had often talked about her fantasy of having a threesome and he figured that if he was going to share his with someone, it might as well be with someone known and discreet. Shabana came in and when we told her what we had been talking about, she got very excited at the idea of us getting together for another wild fuck session soon. **** I am now living in Chennai. 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