Wife Cuckolded By Friend – Part II
cock, pussy

My wife was lying topless on our marital bed. My horny friend inside our bedroom and me was standing outside with a hard on outside our shut bedroom door. Friends thank you for your lovely responses to my Part I. Please send your replies to [email protected] There was nothing I could do other than stand outside. Am I turned on with the sight of another man (no less than my best friend) in bed with my wife? And my wife: She was so turned on that she was about to let him do that? Was she not satisfied with me? Was I not making her happy in bed? I’m no stud but am quite well endowed. Though not like Saurabh. But what isn’t how you make love more important than how big you are? I stood outside contemplating – horny, angry and desperate to watch what was unfolding inside. I could hear Neelam moan and I had to see what was happening. My God what was she experiencing?! She was drunk and maybe not thinking straight and wanted to stop all this. I ran outside our house (thank God for ground floor houses!) and peered into the bedroom window. There was my wife topless. Saurabh had taken off his shirt and his chiseled, ribbed body was making Neelam squeal in delight. He began to gyrate at the end of the bed and she felt his erection by her feet. And that was quite a tent he was packing in there. His cock poked out and I thought it would tear through the pant fabric. He pushed her leg away from his erection and was now on the bed on his knees at the edge. He began to lick her feet. Every toe was caressed by his ardent tongue and he began making his way to her inner thigh. He felt her soft legs and expertly used his tongue to lick every bit of skin. Her skirt was now on the way of his destination and he pulled them down. Gentle and slow. My God this man knew what to do with a woman. Neelam was aroused and she was writhing in pleasure. He continued his way to her mound which I was sure was really wet by now, He was licking and caressing and nibbling at her soft inner thighs. Neelam pulled him towards her and wanted to smooch him but he was not going to let her have her way. He took 2 small towels and tied her hands to the bed post. She was going to be his and he was going to do what he wanted with her no matter what. After he tied her hands, he resumed where he had left off. At the inner thigh, he kissed and licked and nibbled and she was moaning at all these new experiences from her new lover. Her panties were soaking, she wanted a touch there. She didn’t care if it was a finger, a tongue or a cock. She just wanted to be touched at her soft mound. And that is exactly what he didn’t do. It’s almost like he knew what she wanted and didn’t want to give her just that. Man this guy was a sex criminal. Her hands tied, he began to lick at her nipples. They were pointed and she was now muttering something in his ear. “Please suck my boobs”. Saurabh asked her to be louder. “Please suck my boobs”. Louder he said. Vipul can’t hear. She screamed out “Please suck my boobs!” What was this guy doing. He was in my bed with my wife and now was humiliating I by making my wife scream out what she wanted him to do to her but Saurabh was not going to do what she wanted. He pushed his erection in front of her. He was still wearing his pants. She raised her dainty head and pushed her tongue out to lick it. She couldn’t. It’s almost as if she was a child waiting to take a lick of her ice cream and was not allowed to. What he gave her was his finger. She began to lick his finger and bite it. She was so horny so turned on so out of control that she wanted every inch of him. No matter it was his finger. This man had my wife in his complete control. I ran back into the house and banged at the door. “Saurabh open the door” I shouted. Saurabh surprisingly opened the door. “Am going to get a glass of whiskey” he said. “Convince her to go before I come back”. I raced over to Neelam. She was in a trance and now I knew that she would only come back to me when he wanted. “What are you doing?” I asked her. “Vipul, I want him. Am so turned on and I need him inside me”. Saurabh returned. “Are you done convincing her?” He laughed out. Took a swig of his whiskey and gave me the glass. “It’s going to be a long night Vipul”. “You can go back outside and watch through the window”. I didn’t realized he had noticed me there, was it that, which was turning him on? Knowing that he was in bed with a beautiful woman and her husband outside? I left the room, humiliated. The only thing that I could do was go back to my place at the window and watch. And that was what I did. He was back at her face, kneeling and teasing her. His erection was poking through his trousers and was now able to lick it through his pants. “Unzip me” he said. “Use your teeth”. She fumbled at the trousers and bit the zipper to pull it down. He was making her work. As if to say that once you unwrap your gift you are going to be so happy at the sight of what you have been gifted. She tried to pull it down. Her frustration was making her even more desperate. She pulled it down but where was her reward. She was to lick her candy. She wanted to see what she felt earlier on the sofa while her husband watched. She remembered how thick and hard and warm it felt. She realized from memory that the spear that she felt was so large that it would not fit into her cunt. That thought made her pussy release more honey. Saurabh now went back to her inner thigh. I knew from college how much he enjoyed licking a pussy. He called himself the best pussy licker in the world. He was licking her inner thighs, Kissing and nibbling at her skin. And then he did what she felt was so macho. He ripped her panties out. As if to say that you need to be gentle while you open your gift but my gift will be ripped open. She was wet. I could see drops of her honey dripping down. He licked at every drop. But what she wanted was his tongue on her cunt. She wanted to feel his agile tongue flicker at her honey pot. She wanted him! Saurabh teased her clit with the tip of his tongue. She moaned out. She wanted more and he teased her using just his tip. She was oozing honey in waves and he began to lick her cunt now in what I now think is a marathon in pussy licking. This man was made to lick pussy. His tongue darted in and out of her hot mount. She was moaning and screaming in pleasure. I had never seen her so turned on in the time we were together. I could sense that she was close to orgasm. Her toes began to curl. “I am going to cum” she screamed. “Don’t stop please” She should not have said that. He stopped. She should have learn by now that he was not going to let her have her way. This journey had only one captain and that was Saurabh. “Why are you doing this, you bastard, I’m going to cum don’t do this please”. He just smirked in response. He pushed out his tongue. He wanted her to work now for the orgasm she so desperately wanted. She arched back and forth on his tongue. She wanted release. She wanted to cum. But all he did was gave his tongue and he was going to make her work for her pleasure. Her movements began to get frenetic and then with one loud moan she screamed out his name. “Saurabhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” She came. He took over. He began to lick her pussy and she was on the bed, drained off all energy. He continued to lick her and she was writhing in pleasure and ecstasy. She must have had at least 3 orgasms from his pussy licking in a span of 60 minutes. She had never experienced more than 2 with me on any night. But this was more than she could take. She was so spent off her energy. She was so exhausted after an exhilarating experience with this Demi-God that she was trying to take a break. I wondered how much stamina this man had to lick pussy. One straight hour to lick a cunt can be quite a jaw breaker. But that’s what gets you the pussy licker of the world tag. I knew Saurabh was a great lover in bed. But having him do this to my wife, as I watched made me realize that my own cock was so hard that I began to masturbate. I was so turned on with another man’s tongue on my bride’s cock that I came real hard. I realized too that it was my third. Saurabh took off his trousers. His underwear is what separated his cock from my wife. Tired or not, drained or not, exhausted or not. She knew that this was her sexual renaissance. She was going to have a long night. Saurabh untied her hands. And he was on top of her. Their lips met for the first time on the bed (though they had kissed while they were dancing earlier). She was smooch him and he was meeting her every move. She was so mesmerised with him. They were lip-locked like lovers on the Aksa Beach. Both were moved to an ethereal realm. They were so engrossed in their love making that they didn’t seem to care at my presence outside the window. They now wanted each other’s bodies to satiate their sexual pleasure. While I did realize that Saurabh was not with his wife for the last 3 month due to his Mumbai job, Neelam and I had sex quite often. I still could not understand why she was so turned on by this man. Saurabh put her soft, delicate hand on his cock. “Don’t tease me Saurabh. I can’t wait anymore to have your cock. I want to feel every inch of that pole in my pussy”. “It’s so big that my husband’s penis feels like a child’s hand”. “I think you will make me lose my virginity in a manner of speaking”. “After the stretching your cock is going to give me, I don’t think I will be able to feel Vipul’s cock in my cunt again”. I guess she was right She pulled off his underwear and out sprang her sex toy. Whoa! I heard myself say. That’s obscene. There should be a law against using that against any woman. It was long and thick. I thought of Saurabh’s wife. That lady must be awarded a medal for being attacked by this weapon. “Let me suck it” she said. But he wanted to insert his WMD into her waiting mount. He spat out and lubricated his rod. My God! Why is not using a condom. I ran back into the house and banged on the door. “Saurabh use a fucking condom” “What are you doing”. “Vipul, the lady will know what she wants. And if she is not protesting this, why are you”. I continued to bang on the door and he opened it. “What the fuck do you want?” “For you to use a condom at least as you fuck my wife”. Did I really use those words?! “Tell her yourself” “Neelam, use a condom” I demanded. She didn’t say anything. He laughed. As if to say to me in a condescending tone – She is mine now you fuck. I saw his cock up close. My God this was huge. It was twice my length and thickness. My poor bride would be sore for a whole week with the sheer friction of this man’s rod. “Sit on the bed” he ordered me. “Why?” I asked confused. “Oh just fucking do it” he said I sat on the bed and saw my wife’s face. It was as if she was telling me to get the hell out of his room so that she could get her hard candy into interiors of her soft fleshy mound. I knew that this was a point of no return for us in this marriage. Once his cock penetrated her, our marriage would never be the same. “Hold my cock” he told me. “What the fuck!” I retorted. “Guide my missile into the target”. “The pleasure your wife will receive from knowing that her own husband is guiding another man’s cock into her pussy which should belong only to him, will catapult her pleasure seeking”. Was this man mad! I thought he took my hand and placed it on his cock. I was confused. What is happening to me! It was hot, pulsating and throbbing. It felt so large in my hand that my own cock felt inadequate at the touch. For the first time I was holding another man’s junk in my hand and that too to insert it into my bride’s waiting vagina. I pulled his cock towards Neelam’s pussy. I knew that this would be difficult so I spat out my own saliva to lubricate her pussy. I realized I didn’t need it. This much fluid would be enough to lubricate 1000 cunts I thought. “Touchdown” he said. As if to mock me as his rocket entered my wife’s tunnel. She arched a little in pain (or was it pleasure). He pushed a little and to my surprise his pole sank deeper and deeper into her cunt with easy. Such was the level to which she was turned on. He began to pump into her cunt slowly. She was convulsing in delight, her toes curled, she was bucked in anticipation of her future orgasms and wailed out her largest moan. She had cum. This man had not even begun to pound yet and she was already past one orgasm post his insertion. This was her fourth for the night. Thwack Thwack Thwack. These were the sounds that resonated room. He was pumping into her cunt. Pounding actually I lost count of the number of orgasms she had. This man kept going. It was more like he was a mechanical contraption with no “Off” switch. He kept pounding and she kept screaming out his name. She never did that with me. She wanted more and more and he was only too eager to meet her every sexual demand. Her cunt was now red with his meaty thrusts. Her boobs were swollen globes. She dug her nails into his back. She was in the throes of another orgasm. His thrusts increased the pace. He began to grunt and I knew what this meant. My wife was going to be flooded with virile sperm in her cunt. Sperm that would flow into her womb, I was worried. With a final grunt, he released his cum into her. He withdrew his spent torpedo. His juices and hers coated it. This missile was large I thought He sank on the bed after his hectic workout while his dick oozed out of Neelam’s cunt If you like this story, please email me your comments. Part 3 to follow [email protected]