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Story 61 (3) : ARPITA'S DEBAUCHERY
The next few months just flew by. We got busy with our daily lives, jobs, Ashis's school etc. Jake had some assignment to go back to in America until autumn. Although he was physically not present but his invisible presence never left us since that fateful night.
Summer gave way to autumn and before we knew it, came the Hindu festival of Diwali.
Like every year, Divya and Matt organized Diwali party at their place. And like every year we were duly invited. But this year there would be a new guest at the party. Jake was back from the US and will be attending the party. I was pretty sure his cock was craving for Arpita's pussy and given slightest of opportunity, he would fuck her again. And if I am lucky, I'd get to witness that first hand. I couldn't wait for that to happen.
This year Diwali fell on a Saturday, so we didn't have to bother about work. On the day, I finished whatever chores were remaining for the weekend and got ready by early evening.
"How much longer you're going to take, Arpita?". I asked. A bit exasperated, perhaps a bit nervous as well.
"Two more minutes baby and I'm ready". Came the reply from behind the bathroom door.
"Please hurry up, we don't want to get late, do we?" is all I could blurt out.
My heart was beating like a drum in anticipation of the night ahead. In the afternoon, I dropped our son at the Stevenson's for a play date and sleepover later at their place. Their son Alfie goes to the same school with Ashis and they are very good friends. Often, they sleep over at each other's place. Both set of parents are quite happy to babysit whenever necessary. Over the years Mr and Mrs Stevenson have become good friends of ours.
As I was waiting for Arpita to get ready, my mind started rewinding back to all that happened over the past few months.
The last few months have changed our lives and changed for good. Ever since Jake entered our lives, things have never been the same.
Although he was physically thousands of miles away in America, he always had his invisible presence lurking between me and my wife, especially in our bedroom. He kept in touch with Arpita over the phone. Often they chatted for hours late in the night, sometimes with my head buried between her thighs, other times Arpita fingering herself or riding me. There were drastic changes in our sex lives. Both of us got super horny after her chatting with Jake and we often end up breathless fucking multiple times. Our overall relationship has improved a lot. Although I was not sure whether Jake was aware of this or not.
Arpita's wardrobe got a makeover too. It turned much sexier with skimpy set of lingerie and more revealing dresses. She started waxing her private parts regularly and putting extra effort to keep in shape. I knew she was doing all these mainly for her lover Jake but I too was loving her new avatar. I could clearly see the effect it had on others. She gets far more compliments from men and women alike. The dads at Ashis's school pay extra attention to her, occasionally even try to flirt with her. The moms too look at her admiringly, perhaps with a tinge of jealousy. Even at his tender age, Ashis has noticed this too that her mom was drawing quite a lot of attention these days.
Our friendship with Divya and Matt went up to the next level too. Matt now brazenly flirts with my wife even when Divya, Ashis or I are present there. Of course, Divya doesn't mind a bit and I secretly enjoy, but I saw confused look on Ashis. He must be thinking what this white dude was doing to his mom -- kissing, playfully spanking, sometime groping her breasts lightly. And his mom too seemingly enjoying instead of getting angry.
I too get my fair share of fun with Divya. She often sits on my lap, innocently brushing my dick with her soft thighs. Sometimes she let me kiss her or touch her lovely ass. One time she even offered me blowjob should Arpita does the same to Matt. It was a bit embarrassing to us and we both backed out.
My trail of thought broke immediately as Arpita came out of the bathroom. She was looking quintessential Indian wife ready to be ravished. Decked up in turquoise lehenga choli (type of Indian ethnic wear akin to long skirt) with matching top, both made of semi-transparent material through which it was not hard to imagine her slender legs and delectable boobs under the strapless bra. She was also wearing some jewellery and ornaments like bindi on her forehead, bangles on wrists, toe ring, earrings, anklets, chain in the neck and a pinch of sindur in the parting of her lush hair that was cascading down her shoulder. All these are mark of a married hindu lady who is devout to her husband. The thought that she'd be frolicking with her lover wearing all these gave me an extra kink. She surely has noticed the instant bulge in my pants as I saw her wink and then smile at me.
I was dying to pounce on her and hump then and there, but sensing my desperation, she chided me not mess her hours of hard work with a mock expression of anger. Disappointed, I started rubbing my dick under my pants. Perhaps she felt pity on me or was it premeditated but the next moment she did something that completely took me by surprise. She asked me to choose a panty for her to wear that night. It took me few seconds to fathom her demand, but I complied gleefully. After going through a bunch of her panties in the wardrobe, I took out a satin black thong which has just enough material to cover her private parts. She smiled and gave me a compliment for the choice. She even said she'd feel sexy wearing that. Then she slowly came over to me and asked me to put that on her.
I was bit dumbfounded by her assertion. But was equally turned on. Here I was, ordered by my wife to put this lacy thong on her only for her lover to take that off and ravish her later.
I sat on the edge of the bed and hold the panty out by the waistband. She stepped forward, lifted her lehenga up to her waist and presented me with the most beautiful visual of her pussy. A dark mocha bit of flesh inches away from my face with a long slit running through the middle of that turgid flesh. Her waxed skin was as smooth as a baby's bum. The distinct smell of her favourite Chanel fragrance hit my nostril. I was mesmerised by the sight and smell of her sex. As if bounded in a hypnotic spell, I put my mouth forward and planted a kiss on her sex.
I came back from my trance when I heard her giggle. I looked up just to see a mischievous smile played across her face. "Please hurry up, we don't want to get late, do we?" she muttered my own words earlier.
I quickly lowered the panties for her to step into. I then pulled that up and neatly placed it in its rightful place brushing her toned legs all the way up. She wiggled her ass gently to help fitting it in.
She looked ravishing, a hot wife in her sexual prime. No man with a functioning cock could resist her charm. I was devasted to think that it was not me but another man who was going to devour this epitome of a sex goddess. I felt a tinge of jealousy. But jealousy is the greatest aphrodisiac, so I was hoping, almost praying for Jake to take this brown goddess in the night while I watch.
She took a good look at the mirror, smiled at herself, and said, "I'm ready."
In a minute we were in the car and drove off for the party.
When we arrived, we saw some of the guests had already started fireworks. The house and the garden were lit in decorative lights and candles as is the tradition. I heard Bollywood music playing in the rear garden. The atmosphere turned really festive.
The place was teeming with young Indian men and women as you can imagine in a Diwali party. The ladies were all clad in beautiful ethnic wear vying for male attention. There was a fair bit of white British folks too in the party. Not that it's unusual to see Brits in a typical Indian festival, but I have never seen that many attending an Indian party before. I guess it's because Divya and Matt have maintained quite a cosmopolitan social group.
The girls look happy to entertain the boys. These parties are happy hunting grounds for single male to hook up with beautiful Indian lasses. Divya and Matt organize these parties couple of times a year and each party invariably resulting in romantic couples spawning out. They are mostly Indian girls with white guys, but some are other way round too. Occasionally there are black guys who like to pick up Indian girls.
We saw Divya and Matt were busy welcoming the guests. They came to us; we exchanged hugs and air kisses. Divya then took Arpita to the other side of the hall. She was obviously excited for some reason, I guess I know why.
Matt and I moved to the backyard garden. A mini bar was set up there. We both picked up a pint of beer each and started chatting. Minutes later Matt went in as more guests started arriving. I looked around and saw the Sharmas. Mr and Mrs Sharma with their daughter Neha watching the fireworks. I walked up to them.
The Sharmas used to be our neighbour until few years ago when they moved to a new neighbourhood just outside of south London. They were quite well known in the south Asian community and attend these parties regularly.
I have seen Neha growing up from a cute little girl to a beautiful teenager over the years. She is just out of school and going to start university soon. She has this aura of innocence which makes her look even younger. She has got a petite frame with glowing brown skin and black hair with golden hue. She is a typical teenage Indian girl ready to blossom into a fully grown woman. I knew the young men in our community all have their eye on her and secretly looking for opportunities to bed her. I am pretty sure she is still a virgin. She went to all-girls school, and no one has yet seen her with a guy otherwise it would have been some news in our small Indian community. Besides, Mrs Sharma is too strict to allow her pretty girl to have fun with guys. Neha is quite a shy girl who was rather happy with getting good grades than going out with too many friends.
I said namaste to Mr and Mrs Sharma, they duly replied to the courtesy. We had bit of small talks before I turned my attention to Neha. I took a good look at Neha and said, "how are you, Neha"?
She was about 5 feet 4 inches tall, although wearing heels made her look a bit taller. She was wearing a pink chiffon saree with sleeveless white blouse. Her brownish chocolatey skin appeared smooth like butter. Her angelic face complemented with doe eye, puffy cheeks and full lips look cute but attractive. I noticed she has quite a sizeable pair of tits for her age. I don't know where it came from, but I felt a stir in my loin.
She folded her hand in a namaste. She threw me a shy smile and replied, "I'm good, thank you. How are you?"
"I'm doing great. How is your study?" I asked.
"I've got good grades in A level and now I've got admission in Bristol University." I saw a proud smile on her face.
"That's great. Wish you all the best for your future Neha".
"Thanks... How's Arpita didi and Ashis? He must be a big boy now."
"Ashis is staying at his friend's and Arpita's inside. You may see her soon." I replied.
The air was getting chillier as it was already quite dark outside. We got a bit hungry too. So, we decided to move inside.
Usually in this kind of south Asian festivals there is no dearth of food or beverage. Everybody brings something with them.
I went to the kitchen and put an assortment of foods on a plate. I was about to come out of the kitchen, that's when I noticed Arpita with a white guy at the far end of the living room. They were standing quite close to each other, both holding flutes of wine in their hands. I saw Arpita flicked her hair with one hand. Seeing that the man said something, probably a compliment to which Arpita giggled and lowered her eyes. Even in the low light I saw her blush. The man put his other hand to her cheek and caressed a bit.
"Let me introduce you to Jake, Abhi." I got startled hearing Divya's voice. I looked over my shoulder to see Divya smiling at me. She then took my hand and drag me to where Arpita and Jake were. With a plate full of food in one hand and Divya tightly holding another, I had no choice but to comply.
"Jake, this is Abhi, Arpita's husband. And Abhi, this is Jake, Arpita's ex." Divya blurted out. Wow what an introduction I thought. I saw a wicked smile played across her face.
"Glad to finally meet you" Jake extended his hand. I shook his hand and said "same here. I heard a lot about you from them."
"Really." Jake exclaimed. "I hope they told you only the good things about me and not the other stuffs." Jake joked at Divya.
Divya burst into laughter. "No mister. Abhi knows everything about you two." She pointed at Jake and Arpita.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw embarrassment on Arpita's face.
"So, what do you do Jake?" I tried to divert the topic.
"Oh, I am a computer engineer." Jake started talking about his job, his stint at Silicon Valley etc to which I had no interest whatsoever. I was observing him while he talks. He is over 6 feet tall, stout built, about Arpita's age. He's got brown hair neatly brushed and a nice stubble. His eyes are green. Overall, he's quite a handsome fellow. Arpita has got good taste in men, I chuckled.
Suddenly a weird thought dawned upon my mind. Here is the man whose cum I savoured in my wife's pussy. The thought sends a shiver down my spine. At the same time I was weirdly turned on.
Although a part of my mind was getting jealous, the other part was longing to see what the night unfolds.
"I hope you don't mind if I borrow Arpita for some time. You know old flame die hard. Have got a lot to catch up." Jake winked and gave me a mischievous smile.
I was stunned by his assertion but could not say no. Beside I didn't want to look an insecure and possessive husband. " I'm sure you have" was all I could say. Inside, my heart was beating faster than ever.
I watched them disappear through the door to the garden with Jake's hand tightly wrapped around Arpita's waist.
This man is physically superior to me, so it's by nature my wife's sex would be more receptive to him. So, even if it looked a bit odd that she is in the arm of another man, she can't deny his assertion on her. Women are biologically wired to choose the dominant male.
I turned my attention to the other guests. I saw both Divya and Matt are busy arranging foods. The party is in full swing. People are all a bit inebriated, and the party is getting boisterous.
I noticed a handsome black dude is trying to get Neha's attention. I know this guy. He is Tyler, one of Matt's many guests invited today. He is known to be a ladies' man.
Tyler is trying his best to make her laugh. Neha looks a bit nervous but is smiling to Tyler's joke or whatever he is saying. I can't hear them in the noise. I looked around to see where the Sharma's are. I saw them talking to some guests. Mr Sharma is visibly high with a glass of whiskey in his hand. Mrs Sharma, although engaged in the conversation but her hawkish eyes are equally busy looking around for Neha. I saw a bit of anxiety on her face. Suddenly she spotted Tyler and Neha together and immediately her expression changed to that of discomfort. She tried to excuse herself from the conversation, that's when Divya appeared from nowhere and asked if she wanted to join a group of ladies in the kitchen to help serve the food. Sensing her reluctance, she almost pleaded to her and without waiting for her response she led her to the kitchen by her hand. I was quite sure it was a ploy to give Tyler and Neha some more time. I chuckled at her cheekiness.
Suddenly I came to my senses. It was quite sometime since I lost Arpita and Jake. I wanted to check out what they were up to. So, I went out to the garden to look out for them without making it obvious. The garden was pretty empty by then, but I couldn't see them there. I slowly walked into the kitchen from the garden side but they were not in the kitchen either. Hell, an alarm bell rang in my head. Where could they go? There are only two doors from the garden leading to the house, one opens at the living room where I was before and the other is to the kitchen where I'm standing now.
I went out to the garden again and tried to figure out. Suddenly I saw the wooden door on the fence, where the wheelie bins were, is slightly open and swinging in the light breeze. This is the door used by the trash collection guys.
I walked gingerly to the door and peered through. The door opens to a dark alleyway behind the houses. Some residents parked their cars on the alleyway. I tiptoed out and after making sure I was sufficiently hidden behind the parked cars, I started looking around. My eyes were getting used to the darkness.
Suddenly about 20 feet ahead of me, I saw two figures standing intimately close to each other on the side of a parked car. The shorter one with a female body contour leaning on the taller one. The taller figure with its hands lightly stroking her ass whispered something in her ear. I heard a womanly giggle followed by her hands lifted up behind his head and pulled it down. Their mouth met and the unmistaken sound of smooching followed. I have no doubt about who they are. My lovely wife Arpita was making out with her reunited lover Jake.
I was amazed by their audacity. They were like two teenagers sneakily making out with little care for anything else. I also noticed Jake's hands are now roaming freely all over Arpita's body.
What I failed to notice was my own arousal. I was hard as rock. My cock was raging inside the confinement of my pants. Unknowingly my hand went inside my pants and started stroking the engorged cock.
After what seems like an eternity, they broke the kiss. Then Arpita said something to Jake and led him towards the garden door holding his hand. I quickly hid myself behind a parked car and watched them going in through the door. I too came out of hiding and entered. I saw them going in the kitchen. Just before entering she left his hand.
I entered through the living room door.
The crowd had started thinning. It was close to midnight. I saw the Sharmas were about to leave. But Neha didn't look like she wants to go. She looked at Divya with pleading eyes.
"Why don't you stay here tonight?" Divya asked Neha before turning to Mrs Sharma "Neha can stay here tonight, she's a big girl now. Beside she will be off to uni soon, so we won't see her often. Matt and I will take care of her, I promise. You need not worry Mrs Sharma. She's quite safe here."
Mrs Sharma looked utterly reluctant to leave her young daughter among all these men. But she didn't want to look over-possessive either. Mr Sharma was quite supportive of his daughter to have some freedom, but he has hardly any say when it comes to family matters.
With reluctance and anguish, Mrs Sharma said "Okay. But please drop her home in the morning tomorrow." She gave a nasty look to Tyler who was watching this from a distance.
"Done. I'll get her home first thing tomorrow. You can count on me." Divya said giving a hug to Mrs Sharma.
Neha looked a lot relaxed since her parents left. She is now talking to Tyler with much ease, her girlish charm is on full display. She has downed a large glass of wine. That also helped calm her nerves. Divya handed her another glass of prosecco before I saw Tyler pulled her on to the sofa in the corner. They settled there with Neha's head resting on Tyler's shoulder. It was quite dark in the corner, but I could see Tyler's dark hands were stroking her neck and arms, gradually moving down to her hips and thighs. Neha's eyes were closed, her beautiful hand is now placed on Tyler's lap. After a while, I saw Tyler was caressing her bare midriff and the belly button. That triggered a soft moan from her mouth. She opened her eyes, looked at Tyler, first to his eyes then to his lips and put her own lips on to his. They locked their lips. Even in the relative darkness I saw their tongue went dancing into each other's mouth. Tyler effortlessly lifted Neha to his lap while she wrapped her arms around his neck. Her light brown skin against his dark muscular neck was a sight to behold. That was the first time I saw an Indian girl making out with a black man and honestly it was sexy as hell.
That also reminded me about Arpita and Jake. It's been long since I saw them entering the kitchen. What are they up to now? I went to the kitchen but it was empty. They're certainly not in the main living area either. I went out to the garden. It was empty too. I strode, almost jogged to the garden door and looked outside. Again, I found the alleyway deserted. Some of the cars parked earlier have left. Confused I was walking back towards the house, and that's when my eye caught a glimmer of light in the attic. It was coming out of the roof window that was overlooking the rear garden. I am quite sure it was not there before, meaning somebody is in there now.
I had an ominous feeling in my gut. Something inside told me it was them. A palpable tension started simmering inside. Now the moment has arrived for my wife with her lover to be in their most carnal act. Have they already started? Am I about to witness that? Lots of thought clouded my mind.
I silently entered the house through the kitchen to avoid detection and walked towards the staircase in the corridor. The corridor is accessible from both the living room and the kitchen. Just before taking the stairs, I threw a quick glance in the living room. There were only handful of guests left. My eye went to the sofa in the corner, but I didn't see Neha or Tyler.
I climbed up the stairs with abated breath and arrived at the first floor.
In one of the bedrooms on the 1st floor, the door was slightly ajar as if the occupant left it in a hurry. I peeked inside to see if Arpita and Jake were there.
What I saw instead was nothing short of surprising. I saw Tyler was standing at the foot of the bed with his back facing the door. His pants dropped to his ankle. On the edge of the bed was Neha sitting with her face buried in Tyler's crotch. Her head was bobbing back and forth on Tyler's massive black cock while her hands holding on to his taut ass. She was giving him blowjob. An erotic slurping noise filled the room. Instantly I got hard to hear that. Neha, a cute Indian teenager who I know, perhaps for the first time sucking a cock; let alone a black cock. I got a bit jealous for Tyler that his black cock was getting the pleasure from an untouched Indian girl that many men in our community have been secretly craving for.
Anyway, I left them in their act and moved away as I was after something else. I looked into the next room which was the master bedroom. The door was half open, but the room was empty. I peeked in the main bathroom on that floor but found no one there either.
I took the steps to the attic. The staircase landed on a small area in the attic. In front there was a door leading to the loft which was converted into a decent sized room. On my left was a small WC.
Inside, there was a pool table made of solid oak in the middle of the room. The loft was like a mancave for Matt. Often he hosts boys' night there. I had been invited there couple of times. There are old fashioned wooden cupboards, a small couch and some armchairs lining the walls. A dartboard was hanging from the wall at the far end. The cupboards were full of artifacts, they look like a collector's paradise. An incandescent light bulb hanging in the middle from the ceiling right above the pool table. The only outlet in the room was a roof window overlooking the backyard.
I was contemplating my next move, but my patient was wearing thin. Suddenly like godsend, I saw a ray of light coming out through the keyhole. I knelt and peeked through the hole. And there I met with the show that I was dreading more than I care to admit. My heart almost stopped.
Jake was sitting on the edge of the pool table. And in front of him standing was my beautiful wife Arpita between his legs. Her back was facing the door. They were engaged in intense make out. I could hear their tongue sucking each other's even from outside the room. Arpita's hands were rested on Jake's shoulder and his hands were roaming freely on her back stopping occasionally on her supple ass giving them a knead. I know first hand how it feels those perfectly round globes.
Arpita's hands now moved down to Jake's waist. She slowly unbuttoned and unzip his jeans and then tucked her fingers in the waistband. Jake understood her move and helped her by lifting his pelvic off the table. In one swift yank, Arpita pulled the jeans down to his knee without breaking the kiss.
Jake's semi erect cock has sprung out in the air. It was twitching in anticipation. Even in that semi erect state it looks bigger than my fully erect one. Unlike me, he has his cock circumcised. Arpita's right hand now moved to hold it. She wrapped her fingers around the shaft of her lover's cock and started stroking it gently. In no time it came to life and stood fully erect. I know she has got magic in her fingers. Fully erect, the cock looked majestic. Thick blue veins running up and down the shaft which was crowned with a fat bulbous head. Arpita was right. It is no less than 10 inches. God knows how many pussies it has destroyed apart from my wife's.
Meanwhile I took my own cock out and did what my wife was doing to her lover matching her rhythm. Sweet jingles coming from her bangles while stroking his cock. That sounds like an erotic music to me.
At last they broke the kiss. Arpita looked at Jake's cock and threw a smile before lowering her head to take it in her mouth. Immediately a moan escaped his mouth while he arched his head and looked up to the ceiling. I know very well how it feels. Nothing can compare to the sheer pleasure that my wife's mouth can give. Only this time it's not me but her lover was at the receiving end. I increased the speed on my own cock.
After a while, Jake leaned back on his elbows on the table, his eyes closed, hips slightly bucking in Arpita's mouth. He is probably edging closer. Knowing my wife's oral skills, I'm not too surprised.
Sensing his impending orgasm, Arpita also increased her pace. Her head is now bobbing up and down a lot faster. Sometimes she takes it completely out of her mouth. Then with the tip of her tongue she teases his pisshole and the underside of his cock head. At the same time her hand caresses his giant balls. Each time she does that, Jake's cock twitches and releases pre cum which she happily slurps and continues her cock sucking. I can't deny how sexy it looked. The contrast between her brown skin and his white cock was palpable.
A few more times of her adept manipulation and Jake's cock could hold no longer. With an audible grunt Jake drove his long and thick cock down Arpita's throat. Putting one hand firmly behind Arpita's head, he made sure she could not escape his orgasm. And then the volcano erupted. Not that Arpita didn't want to take his cum in her mouth, but that action from Jake left her with no choice but to swallow every drop of cum that came out of his cock.
From where I sit, I could see her throat muscle is working with every jerk from Jake's cock. At last after about 7 or 8 jerks and subsequent swallowing by Arpita, they relented. Jake fell flat on his back on the table while Arpita took his flaccid cock out of her mouth. It was glistening with her saliva mixed with his own cum.
Arpita now climbed up on the table and lay on top of Jake. She planted a kiss on his lips to which he immediately responded. Again, they hugged in passionate snogging.
Meanwhile I released a huge load in my hand seeing the two lustful lovers.
Inside the room they got up from the pool table. Jake now made her stand facing the table and himself stood behind her. He then pushed her down so that bending at her waist, her upper body lie flat on the tabletop. Next, he lifted her lehenga up and rolled it over her waist. His own jeans were now bunched at his ankle. He took her hands and placed over the drawn-up cloths on her waist. Arpita understood, she held her lehenga choli well above her waist. Her smooth round ass is now jutting out in the air. The black lacy thong that I put on her earlier that evening was the only piece of cloth preserving her modesty. Soon that too was taken off from her. Jake literally tore the flimsy material apart and threw it away. It landed near the door. I was dying to pick it up and take a sniff. But I couldn't as it means opening the door which would ruin the whole show.
Although symbolic but to me that panty was the last bastion that kept the invader at bay. Now there is no stopping. My wife would surrender to her invader willingly.
Through the keyhole I could clearly see the dark brown folds of her hairless pussy. What's more, her pussy was already leaking juices. Her glistening pussy invites its invader. Jake kneels on the floor. His face was almost touching her nether region. He took a long whiff inhaling the musky aroma. The intoxicating smell made him drool. He took another whiff and sticks his tongue out. His tongue pried open her pussy folds and dug inside.
Immediately Arpita lifted her head from the table and arched her back. An audible whimper escaped her mouth. Her knee went weak, her legs were trembling. Jake went in further with his tongue and started sucking her sex. He was applying variable force by entering and withdrawing his tongue. From time to time he was also licking her butthole and the perineum between her pussy and butthole. That made Arpita thrust her ass back on to his face encouraging him to suck more. Her knees went even weaker when Jake shoved his tongue in her butthole. From the whimpers and cries, it was evident Arpita was in seventh heaven.
I was amazed by his cunnilingus skill. I know how sensitive her pussy is. Obviously, Jake knew that too and he fully exploited that. I am not a bad pussy licker either, but he is on a different level. Judging by Arpita's reaction to his oral stimuli, I admitted Jake was a master pussy licker. Beside I had no idea how much she loves her ass licked. Arpita was purring with each lick. Her beautiful bum was swaying on his face. I never tried her rear end, I guess I missed out on a whole new world.
After a while, Jake stood up. He took his now erect cock in one hand and positioned at the entrance of her pussy. With his other hand he spread her butt cheeks further. Arpita's dripping pussy is now in full view. Her swollen pussy lips have opened. She is ready to take him in.
With one swift motion, Jake entered her. About one third of his cock went in. Aaaahhhhiiii.....a soft moan came out of her. Jake pushed some more, another few inches went in. Arpita spread her legs even further to accommodate him. Her hips flared wider. Jake pulled out and immediately pushed back in. This time a bit harder. Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhiiiiiiii... Arpita groaned again; this time a bit louder. This went on for few minutes. With every thrust Jake went further in.
Slowly and steadily, they build up a rhythm. Jake was humping her from behind and she was responding by bucking her hips with equal cadence. His palms holding on to her round globes.
I was watching from couple of feet away that my beautiful wife getting fucked by her ex-boyfriend. The brown skin on her ass in contrast to his white created such an exotic scene. His vein covered thick white shaft going effortlessly in my wife's chocolatey pussy was indeed a sight to behold. It was like a magnificent creation from a master artist. I couldn't help but pull out my cock and started jerking again.
I forgot how long this went on for. I completely lost track of time. Reality struck when I heard a loud female grunt from inside the room. Arpita has just had an orgasm. She lifted her head from the table and looked back over her shoulder to Jake. Her smoky eyes locked in with Jake's. Jake understood. He grabbed her hips, his slow and deep thrusts changed into rapid jabs and so does her moaning. She was now moaning louder as another orgasm was building inside her. Ahh...ahhhh...ahhhhh, oh my god, don't stop...I'm cuminnnnnn.....Jake pleeeeeease...fuck me...fuck me....fuck my pussy...fuuuuucckk meeee, a mind blowing orgasm washed through her.
Arpita's emancipation triggered an orgasm in Jake too. He could not hold longer and after a few quick thrusts followed by a vicious one, he came. A guttural howl came out of his throat as the volcano erupted.
I could see his taut ass clenched as he spewed his semen deep inside my wife's pussy. His ball sack tightened, and his 10-inch monster was fully embedded in her womb. Arpita's pussy tightly squeezed around his cock as she milked him out of his last drops.
After a minute or so when his orgasm subsided, he collapsed on Arpita. Arpita's pussy, now fully quenched, let loose of its grip on his cock. The cum inside started trickling out of her pussy. Slowly the cock shrank and popped out of her pussy. Even then I saw a string of cum still extended from the tip of his cock to her pussy. It was glistening in the overhead light. Eventually that formed into a drop and the string broke.
Jake, still panting, rolled over to the side and lay flat on his back. Arpita lifted her head and placed a loving kiss to her lover. Fully content, she rested her head on the table beside him. Her beautiful naked ass stared at me.
I have no clue when I shot my load all over the door.
My throat was bone dry after all these excitements. I desperately needed to drink some water. I got up from my vantage point and walked down the stairs. Just when I landed on the first floor, I heard muffled whimpers coming out from the master bedroom whose door was now closed. I smiled to myself. Another woman, most likely an Indian one being humped inside. I quietly walked past the master bedroom and the adjacent room where Tyler was fucking Neha. I quickly stole a glance inside through the opening and in the low light, saw their tightly embraced figure undulating in unison. I could see Neha's legs tightly wrapped around Tyler's waist from beneath and his dark muscular butt was heaving up and down over the virgin Indian pussy. A sweet wet "plop plop" noise was emanating from their locked genitals, synchronising with the whimpers coming out from Neha's mouth creating a melody. What a lucky couple they were I thought. Tyler deflowered a pretty Indian teenager while Neha having her cherry popped by a big black cock. The little girl had become a woman tonight. I chuckled when I thought about Mrs Sharma and how she was protecting her daughter from exactly this happening. I couldn't even try to imagine her reaction, had she witnessed her little girl being deflowered by a black man on Diwali night. I quietly moved away from the door.
In the kitchen downstair, I gulped down 2 glasses of water in quick succession before heading towards the living room.
Another big surprise was waiting for me there. On the big sofa, Matt was half lying and passionately making out with Divya but what caught my eye was another brown woman kneeling on the floor between Matt's legs, her head was bobbing up and down on Matt's cock. Her palms were rested on Matt's thigh. With one hand, Matt had bunched her black hair and guiding her face on his cock while the other was busy fingering Divya. Even in the dimly lit room I could identify the woman on the floor was Mrs Priya Kapoor, one of Divya's many friends. Priya and her husband Anoop Kapoor had moved to the UK few years ago. They both work in the same company with Divya. Anoop missed the party tonight as he is in France for some official work. But it seems his wife Priya is making the most out of his absence.
By now, I was pretty immuned to the sexual frenzy that was going on at their place. It seems all the Indian women were craving for foreign cocks and this house has become the perfect orgy place. Neha, Divya, Priya, the woman in the master bedroom and above all my wife Arpita, all are busy in sex at the same time in the same house. An interracial fuckfest of some sort.
I left them without making my presence known and climbed up the stairs. I had better things to watch. At the turn on the first floor, the moans and groans from both bedrooms got much louder. The ladies are having incredible times, I thought. I climbed another flight of stairs to the attic and sat right outside the door where I was before.
Inside after a brief pause, they have started again. This time Arpita was sitting on the edge of the pool table buck naked. Her blouse, lehenga, bra, panties were all discarded and scattered across the floor. The brown beauty was looking magnificent in all her naked glory. Jake had already removed his jeans and shirt and hurriedly removed the last bit of clothing, his boxer and threw it away. It landed on one of the armchairs. He took a step forward.
Although his back was facing me, but I couldn't fail to notice his pecker that was hanging between his thighs. It must be easily 7 inches long, and thick even when flaccid. His wide shoulder, strong torso, taut ass and muscular legs constitute the frame of a man like Adonis.
Arpita locked eye with Jake and gave him a seductive look. Her pussy must be aching to feel that gem of a cock. What a well hung stud she has chosen for herself, I couldn't help but appreciate her choice.
Jake took another step towards her. His shaft is now lightly touching her inner thigh and immediately started getting hard. It must be the sensation of her creamy thigh that brought life to his limp cock. I know for sure.
Arpita must have felt that too. Without breaking eye contact she gave him a lusty smile, hold his erection in one hand and put the tip right at the entrance of her glory hole. At the same time she wrapped her legs around Jake's waist and locked them behind, inches above his ass. Jake got the cue. With one swift motion, he pushed his now fully erect cock half way down her pussy. Arpita winced; a sharp shriek came out of her mouth. She quickly adjusted herself by leaning back on her elbow and in the process lifting her ass slightly off the edge of the table and tighten her vice like grip around his waist. Jake put his hands on her hips and held them tight. He also widened his stance to exert more power for penetration. Slowly he started pushing his cock forward. Inch by inch, his white shaft disappeared within my beautiful wife's darkish brown pussy fold. He stayed there for a second before pulling back until just the pink head was inside. He again slowly pushed it back in until the entire 10 inches was inside. Again he pulled back and pushed in. In no time he built up a steady rhythm. Now his cock was going in and out much faster and smoother. His forward pushes were no longer gentle, they were strong thrusts which elicited growling grunts from Arpita. His pelvic was violently ramming on her fleshy ass that made it jiggled with each thrust. She threw her head back, eyes rolled over, and nostril flared up she looked like a bitch in heat. This went on for sometime until I saw her legs' grip on Jake got loosened. Jake had sensed that too. He placed his right hand on Arpita's chest and pushed her down on the pool table to lay her flat on her back. He then swiftly took Arpita's legs by the back of her knees and put them on his shoulder. Arpita shuddered by this sudden manoeuvre. She closed her eyes and locked her feet behind his neck. Her rose gold anklets brushed against the nape of his neck. All the while Jake's cock was buried deep inside my wife's outstretched pussy. Arpita adjusted her ass on the edge of the table to give Jake deeper access to her womb.
Jake planted a kiss on her right calf. Within no time he started fucking her again. First with slow, long strokes, then changed into short and quick jabs and then again went back to slow and deep penetration. This man knows how to fuck a woman.
Within minutes Arpita started squirming on the table. Her gyrating ass was matching his rhythm with equal fervour. Her crotch was grinding against his, encouraging him to go deeper.
Jake leaned forward and took Arpita's ample breast in hands. First he took her nipples between the thumb and first finger and gave them a roll. Arpita reacted instantly. Her nipples stood up, her dark areola distended. His hands were mauling Arpita's melons without any resistance from her. With each knead, her boobs firmed up further. Instinctively she grabbed his upper arms and dug her nails into his bicep and triceps. She started thrashing her head from side to side. Her bangles on either hand hitting each other with the undulating motion, making sweet chimes. Her eyes were half closed, and her mouth made a low guttural sound while receiving the ecstatic pleasure from her lover's thick rod. The two lovers were united in the most primal act of love making.
From where I sat, I could clearly see Arpita's pussy lips were stretched and created a tight ring around Jake's cock. Also, a white ring of froth formed around their locked genitals. I could even smell their sex from outside the room.
She was beyond any caring now. Her husband, her child all that she had been diligently dutiful to, have taken a back seat and the carnal pleasure she was getting now have taken centre stage. Nothing matters to her right now other than the hard pounding from her lover that was sending jolts of pleasure to her core. She could not bear it anymore and before long, another wave of orgasm hit her once again. Her body arched and eyes rolled, she held Jake in a vice like grip with her hands and legs and thrust back couple of times before convulsed into a mind-numbing orgasm. Her mouth uttered sounds that were incomprehensible to me. Jake was edging closer too and with last few violent thrusts, he burst his nuts and pumped his seeds deep in my wife's fertile womb.
The erotic sounds from their locked genitals, the sight of their contrasting naked bodies in copulation, the heady aroma from their mutual love juices were just too much for my senses. I could bear them no more and melted into my own mind-numbing ejaculation.
I was exhausted by all this perverse act. I took my eyes off the keyhole and tried to comprehend what I just saw. My wife of 10 years, mother of my child was fucking her ex-lover barely metres away from me. And yet instead of getting offended, it was a huge turn on for me. As if I was waiting for this moment, waiting for my wife's pussy to be ravished by another man. And this man who had tasted her the way I could never be able to add another dimension to the kink. I have seen enough porn on the internet but nothing could beat the kick you get when you see your own wife is enjoying another man's cock in her pussy. My limp cock has started to rise again.
I looked back through the keyhole again.
Jake has climed up on the table and lied next to her. Arpita took him in a loving embrace, and they were sharing tender kisses like newlyweds. After a while Arpita rolled to the other side and Jake took her in a tight snuggle from behind. His hand caressed her boobs gently. His now flaccid cock was nestled nicely between her meaty butt cheeks. The pink mushroom head was poking at the entrance of her pussy which was still leaking Jake's cum. His hand left her perky boobs and slowly travels down to her midriff, belly and came rested on her pussy. Arpita put her hand over his and pressed lightly as if to plead him to stay there. Jake complied. He started stroking her pussy very gently.
Arpita looked exhausted, but at the same time I saw a profound serenity descended on her face. Her body was radiating sexual afterglow. Her disheveled hair strewn all over Jake's face and yet she looked blissful. Meanwhile I shoot another load on the wall.
I was totally spent after jerking off so many times seeing them fucking. But I was amazed to see Jake's stamina. His cock had worked relentlessly and yet no sign of slowing down. I couldn't have gone on for that long. I was equally impressed to see Arpita's capacity to take such poundings in her pussy. Now I have no shame in acknowledging that she was made for big strong cocks. Indeed, Jake and Arpita were made for each other.
After a while, Jake cooed something in her ear to which I saw her giggle. She then turned her head to Jake and gave a kiss while her hand got hold of Jake's cock lying in her asscrack. She started stroking his cock. In no time Jake was hard again. Arpita then put the head at her butt hole and applied gentle pressure on the phallus. The head went slightly in. She then put her hand on her butt cheeks and pulled them out. The crack of her butt widened. Jake has now got much better access to her puckered hole. He held her by the hips and with few gentle long pushes he was in.
Although I saw Arpita grimaced and heard her soft whimpers, I was equally astonished that her little hole could take such a big cock without much resistance. She was willingly taking her lover's cock in that hole which was completely off limit to me.
It was such an erotic sight. Jake's milky white cock stuck inside my wife's dark brown asshole. The throbbing from his cock was sending jolts of pleasure to her body through that hole.
Jake tried to pull out a little. As if by reflex, Arpita's hand which was holding her butt cheeks wide, released her cheek and instead held Jake's naked butt behind and started pulling in. She was encouraging Jake to go further in. Jake obliged. Slowly he pushed some more. Few more inches of his cock went in. I saw Arpita's facial expression changed from pleasure to that of pain. He has hit her threshold. Realising that, he pulled out a bit and stopped. Then pushed again dead slow. Again, the same facial expression of pain from Arpita. Few more of this slow push-pull from Jake and Arpita's expression gradually changed. Her tolerance has increased, she has started enjoying the sensation in her ass. She adjusted her upper body such that her ass was drawn closer to Jake. It helped Jake increase his tempo slightly. His pelvic has started thumping her round cheeks, sending ripples of pleasure up her ass while his hand moved to her tits.
This was completely new to me. Never had I imagined my wife Arpita would love it so much to be humped in her ass. Her swollen ass was such a voracious cock eater like her pussy. Something only for her lover and not for the husband.
Inside, they were reaching climax. I could hear Arpita's moan and groan grew louder. His cock was going in and out without resistance. Arpita's ass looked bigger than normal. Perhaps it grew larger to accommodate the big cock. Her belly bulged a little each forward stroke and drawn in with each backward. Their hands have switched position too. Jake's right hand now frantically stroking her pussy while Arpita was busy pressing her own boobs hard. For the first time that night I saw sweats on their body. At the same time, I got a chill down my spine watching them.
A few moments later I heard a loud grunt from Arpita followed by Jake's. They both climaxed together. Obviously, Jake didn't pull out and came inside her.
Jake has conquered Arpita's all three holes tonight. It was like a déjà vu. I remember Divya's story about their Lanzarote trip. Jake has reclaimed what was rightfully his property. He has owned Arpita back after all these years. Yes, I am her lawful husband, but Jake is her true lover. It's his cock that has brought the divine feminine out of her. Her sex will never be satisfied by me, she will always go back to him and I am powerless to stop her. It's his potent sperm and not mine that is swimming inside her womb. Even in that surreal state of mind I hoped Arpita was on pills. I want her to fuck Jake as much as she likes but not get pregnant. I secretly prayed.
I was so engrossed in the acts that I completely lost track of time. I don't know how many hours have passed since they have started but it was hell of a marathon fuck session. I couldn't but admire their stamina and sexual appetite.
A faint sound from inside snapped me back to reality. I saw through the keyhole that Jake has got up from the table and put on his clothing. My naked wife was still lying on her side with her knees folded and eyes closed. Her swollen bum and boobs looked gorgeous. She was the personification of a sexually satiated woman from an erotic novel.
Jake savoured the beautiful sight for a bit before giving a playful spank followed by a kiss on her naked butt. Arpita opened her eyes and smiled at Jake.
"I need to leave, darling. It's close to morning." Jake said. Without saying a word my wife raised her head from the table and reached out for him. Jake leaned towards her. She took him in her arm and pulled closer. They shared one last kiss before saying goodbye to each other. Jake turned towards the door.
Time for me to hide now. I looked around and saw the WC on my left. I quickly got in. Fortunately, the door hinges were well lubricated, so it didn't make any sound.
I heard the door opened and then closed, followed by footsteps going down. After couple of minutes waiting inside the WC, I tiptoed out. The place was dead silent, everybody was off to sleep I guessed.
I slowly opened the door to the room and entered. There she was. My gorgeous wife Arpita sleeping naked on the pool table, happy and content after mating with her lover. She was lying on her back, her right leg half folded at knee and left leg stretched. Her hands folded on her chest, heaving up and down with each breath. She was radiating a sensual warmth that can pull any man to her. With all the jewelleries and ornaments adorning her and without a single piece of thread on her body, she indeed looked like a sex goddess from the Kamasutra.
I stood there for few moments and rewind back everything that I had witnessed that night. I couldn't help but appreciate how beautiful she looked mating with her lover. Nature has brought them together on purpose. A white man taking a brown woman is probably the sexiest thing I've seen. Added to the kink is that the woman is already a wife of another brown man. They must fuck more. I got tremendous arousal thinking of that.
I slowly stepped forward to the edge of the table. I can smell the musky aroma from her sex. I lowered my head near her pussy deeply inhaling the aroma. My cock instantly responded in my pants. I tentatively kissed her inner thigh. That made her open her eye and looked straight down to me. Not sure what to do, I gave couple more kisses on her pussy. She raised herself from the table and held me in her outstretched arms. I got the hint. I climbed up on the table and lied on top of her. She then pulled my mouth on her and gave me the most exquisite kiss of my life. Perhaps she was expressing her gratitude for allowing her to have sex with her lover.
And then she did something which I was not prepared for. She gently pushed me down. At first I had no clue what she wanted me to do. And then when she gave me that heart melting smile and pushed me further down, I got what she wanted. And I duly obliged. I got down to her pussy until that musky aroma hit my nose again. I stuck my tongue out and licked her used pussy. Her body shuddered in response. I gave couple of licks in and around her pussy before thrusting my tongue straight in. And there I met with a pool of sticky semen deposited by Jake. I hungrily started sucking them. It felt weirdly good to eat another man's cum from my wife's pussy. I took my tongue out and did the same to her asshole. The first time ever I licked her asshole. Without noticing it, I got a raging hard on.
I lifted her legs and put them on my shoulder to get unrestricted access to her pussy and asshole. Alternatively sucking from her pussy and butt hole, I tremendously enjoyed this perverse act of cleaning up more than I care to admit. I could feel her writhing under my tongue and hear her moaning. In the throes of passion, the chokehold on my head by her thighs was getting stronger without her realising it. So, before I suffocate, I broke her thigh grip and got up with a mouthful of Jake's cum.
She gave me that lusty look and without saying a word, opened her mouth and pulled mine on hers. We passionately kissed and shared Jakes's cum. She took every drop of his cum from my mouth and voraciously ate. Both our mouths were smudged with his cum. In the end, we were like tongue fighting for the last drops.
While we're busy doing this, I didn't notice that she sneakily took my rigid cock out of my pants and put in her pussy. I realised when I felt a warm wetness engulfed my cock. Immediately I took few strokes, but I didn't get any friction or the familiar sensation of her pussy wall squeezing around my cock. Jake's cock has made her vaginal cavity much bigger for me to feel anything. That thought gave me an instant thrill and I came hard inside her pussy without taking further strokes.
With that I felt extremely exhausted and empty inside. I rolled over to the table beside Arpita. I had no energy left in me. Arpita turned to me and gave me a blissful kiss. And then holding me in her arm, she said, "I hope I didn't hurt you, my love." I saw her eyes moisten and her voice croaking. I immediately responded, "of course not my dear. I'm really happy for us" followed by a long kiss to reassure her.
She smiled at me before snuggled her head in my chest. I also responded by putting my arm around and tightly embracing her.
A lot of thoughts keep coming in. Jake, Arpita and my relationship will not be the same anymore. Of course, Arpita and I will remain husband and wife raising our son together, but from now on her sexual preference will always be Jake and not me. Once she has experienced that alpha cock, she will never be satisfied by me. Her biology will always draw her to Jake. It's nature at work and I'm powerless to stop that from happening. Neither do I want to. My role will probably reduce to a wimp husband cleaning up their post coital act. And only if they allow, I might get to have some sex with my wife afterwards. Not that I complaint, in fact I'll be very happy in this arrangement. I'd like her to mate with Jake while I watch. Our relationship will only get stronger this way. The only thing we all must ensure is that Ashis shouldn't know any of this.
With that I accepted my fate. I made peace with my inner cuckold.
The air inside the room was getting chillier. I heard songbirds outside. Dawn was about to break. We cuddled each other like a couple madly in love and went off to the most peaceful sleep we have slept in a long time.
