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“Naila tumharay husband key samnay tumhara y jism aisay dekh ker mera khara ho gaya hai yaar. Tum meri pants me adjustment ker do… tum married aurat ho aur tumhain pata hai kya kerna chahye aisi situation me.” I signaled at my crotch as I upped the game. Naila looked at me then at her husband in a hesitant way. I looked at Tahir and he was looking at us with glazed eyes. Without saying anything, Tahir adjusted his erection in his pants which made Naila giggle. She slid forward on her place and reached for my cock with her left hand.
“Aray ye tu buhat mota aur lamba danday jesay ho raha hai. Kya ye meri wajah sey aisay ho gaya hai?” Naila asked me.
“Haan tumhari wajah sey aisay ho raha hai aur tumharay hath laganay per tu isko jhatka bhe laga hai excitement ka.” I responded as Naila pulled her hand back but stayed close to me.
“Tahir tumhari ijazat chahye. Me tumhari bevi ko apni godh me bitha lon? Bus thora sa haath phairon ga tumhari bevi per.” I looked at Tahir and felt Naila’s gasp at my words. Tahir looked a bit shocked too but then he again preferred to node a yes rather than using words.
“Naila tumharay husband ko koi aitraz nahi hai. Tum meri godh me beith jao.” I looked at her, held her hand and pulled her gently. Naila looked at her husband and while she kept looking at him, she slowly got up and sat in my lap. My arousal and excitement were way beyond my imaginations. I hadn’t thought about being in this situation but the way it was unfolding, it was very erotic. Naila was sitting on my thighs so I leaned back against the sofa backrest and wrapped my arms around her body, pulling her closer to me. She was sitting sideways, facing her husband. I slowly placed a peck on her cheek.
“Thank you Tahir. Mujhay buhat maza araha hai tumhari bevi ko apni godh me bitha ker.” I spoke in a low tone as my right hand roamed over Naila’s back and left hand caressed and stroked her thighs. Naila closed her eyes for a few seconds, ravishing in the pleasures she was enjoying. I placed my left hand on her face and turned her to face me. Our eyes locked and while looking into each other’s eyes, I crept forward till our lips brushed against each other’s. Naila again closed her eyes and I kissed her squarely on her lips…. She kissed me back and pulled away after a minute.
“Oohhhh Faraz ye aap kya ker rahay ho? Tahir ney aapko mujhay apni godh me bethanay ke ijazat de thi lekin aap tu mujhay kiss ker rahay ho. Meray hont tu sirf mera husband choosta hai. Pehlay us sey pocho.” Naila was again in the mood to create show for me and her husband. I smiled weakly and looked over at Tahir. He looked aroused and his face looked flushed. Although he was enjoying what I was doing to his wife but some part of him must have been making him feel embarrassed as well.
“Tahir mujhay pata hai Naila ko kiss kernay, iskey hont choosnay aur iskey munh me zubaan dalnay ka official ekhtiyar sirf tumharay paas hai. Mujhay tumhari bevi buhat pyari aur y lagti hai. Me bhe isko kiss ker lon? Iskey hont choos lon aur iskey munh me zubaan daal ker ander sey taste ker lon?” I asked him in a very dirty way and a look of shock passed over his face. He took few deep breathes and nodded again.
“Haan aap meri bevi ko kiss ker lo.” I heard Tahir saying those words for the first time since I started getting ual with his wife. Tahir was gathering the confidence and courage to participate in this dirty game now. This was a good omen and it meant our mutual adventures were going to get hotter.
“Thank you Tahir.” I smiled at him then looked at Naila. “Naila tumharay husband ney ijazat dey de hai. Ab me tumhain kiss ker sakta hon.” I added while shifting my gaze towards her. She looked at her husband, then in my eyes and a slight smile came on her face.
“Jab meray owner ney ijazat dey de hai tu phir me kya keh sakti hon.” She giggled sheepishly and then adjusted her butt in my lap. A thought came up in my mind and I used both hands to lift Naila up and adjust her in my lap so my constrained cock wasn’t pressed uncomfortably…. Yet again another thought made me do something else.
“Naila aisay mujhay takleef ho rahi hai. Tum uth ker meri godh me betho aur apni tangain side per khol ker meri taraf munh kero. Mujhay hug ker key beitho meri godh me.” I explained what I wanted. Naila didn’t need to be told twice and she instantly got up and sat in my lap facing me, with her knees wide open on the sofa. I used my hands to pull her into a hug. She blew her breath on my neck while she hugged me tightly. After a few moments, I used my both hands to hold her face and align her for a kiss. I brushed my lips on her softly and then my tongue licked her upper lip sensually. This affected her a lot and I felt her grinding her pussy on my crotch. I knew I was doing things the right way. She loosened her lips while I was probing her lips with my tongue. I took her upper lip between my lips and sucked it gently.
My tongue ran on the inside on her lip and Naila hissed into my mouth. She was too turned on. My hands now groped her ass cheeks while her husband was watching and my mouth was tasting his wife’s mouth. I held Naila’s lip between my teeth and tugged on it a little, letting it go after stretching it.
“Uuuuunnnnnnnn….” Naila moaned. I planted my lips on hers and pushed my tongue into her mouth. My tongue found hers and got entangled with her tongue inside her mouth. We both kissed hungrily and it seemed Naila forgot that her husband was sitting just a few feet away and watching all this happening. Tahir was watching me playing with his wife and it sent waves of unfathomed pleasures through my body. Naila was kissing me with passion and vigor while her husband was sitting next to me. I saw through corner of my eye and noticed how her knee was touching her husband’s thigh while she was sitting in my lap, facing me and our lips were sealed together while our tongues were twisted around each other’s.
Naila pulled back when we both needed to catch some air. We were breathing heavily while staring into each other’s eyes. Naila looked towards her husband and my eyes followed hers. Tahir appeared to be lost in some other world but he came back as we both were looked at him. Naila placed her head on my shoulder while still looking at Tahir and exhaled a long breath. It was very dirty yet very erotic.
My hands again played with Naila’s ass cheeks and thighs. Tahir looked down when he observed movement of my hands. Naila swatted my hand while looking at me with mock anger.
“Faraz aapko aisay haath phairna hai tu meray husband sey permission tu lain pehlay.” She spoke while looking at Tahir.
“Me ney tumharay husband sey tumhain kiss kernay aur hath phairnay ke permission ek saath he ley lee thi. Kion Tahir, tum ney ijazat de thi na?” I looked at Tahir while saying the last part of my statement. Tahir was silent for a few seconds.
“Haan Naila me ney permission de thi Faraz ko. Tum haath phairnay do isko.” Tahir spoke those words which showed he was now getting into this game in a stronger way. He wasn’t shy like earlier. I smiled and lightly slapped Naila’s butt.
“Tum aisay he aitraz ker rahi thi. Aisay galat baat kehnay per tumhari spanking honi chaye. Kion Tahir? Kabhi spanking ke hai Naila ke?” I looked at Tahir.
“Nahi. Me ney kabhi iski spanking nahi ke. Lekin aapko spanking kerna chahye meri Naila ke. Ye buhat gandi batain kerti hai aur spanking sey he sudhray ge.” He spoke while looking at his wife with a grin.
“Naila tum ney apnay husband ke baat sun le hai. Chalo ab tum meri godh me lait jao aur me tumhari spanking keron ga.” I held Naila’s waist, raised her from my lap and made her to stand on the floor, then pulled her using my strength so she was lying face down in my lap. I adjusted her tummy on my thighs and placed my left hand on her upper back to keep her pinned down. Her legs were hanging down so her feet were touching the floor.
“Aray kya ker rahay ho aap? Mujhay nahi kerwani spanking. Meray husband ney aaj tak spanking nahi ke tu aap kesay ker saktay ho.” She was protesting and I knew she was just playing games.
“Tumharay husband ney spanking nahi ke isi liye tu aaj mujhay bulaya hai. Me tumhain buhat achay sey theek keron ga.” I chuckled as I adjust her legs with my right hand. Her knees bent along my lower leg and very close to floor… her tummy in my lap and her face on her husband’s thigh. She nuzzled her face on her husband’s thigh.
Suddenly Tahir held Naila’s head and held it down on his thigh with a strong grip. “Faraz aap iski spanking kero. Me isko pakar ker rakhta hon.” He spoke and I felt the dirtiness of the situation. Tahir was telling me that he will hold his wife down so I can spank her ass.
I raised my right hand and brought it down little more then lightly on her right ass cheek. A loud slap sound filled the room and Naila groaned.
“Ooohhhh… Nahiiiiiiiii. Kya ker rahay ho tum donu meray sath.” Naila protested and tried to get up. Tahir kept her head pinned down with one hand and his other hand was now between her shoulders to keep her in place. I used my left hand to massage her ass cheek that I had just slapped while my right hand side between her legs, rubbing her inner thighs. As I rubbed her inner thighs for a few seconds, Naila opened her legs slightly… it was probably her body’s involuntary reaction to my touching her sensitive inner thighs. I raised my right hand up in the air and brought it down twice in quick succession.
“Oooowwwww…. Ouch. Naheeeeeeeee. Maat maaro meri ass per.” Naila wailed and tried to get up but we both kept her in place. I again rubbed her inner thighs and due to her squirming, my thumb touched her pussy. I felt it because it was so much warmer than the rest of her body. Naila jerked when my thumb touched her pussy but then I kept my thumb pushed against her pussy and rubber her nether lips.
“Aray Faraz aap tu mer tangon key beech me touch ker rahay ho. Tahir ye meri pussy ko touch ker raha hai.” Naila complained to her husband which made his face grow redder. I used my hand between her legs to part her legs and then shoved my hand between her thighs. My hand cupped her pussy, rubbing it a little and giving it a gentle squeeze with my palm and fingers.
“Aaaahhhhhhhh… Ooooohhhhhh… Tahir tum apni bevi ke izzat lutwa rahay ho Faraz sey. Tum kesay husband ho yaar. Ye tumharay samnay tumhari bevi ke choot haath sey ragar raha hai. Tumhari bevi ke gaand per thapar maar raha hai aur tum mujhay pakar ker isko paish ker rahay ho. Tum khud isko apni bevi per mazay kerwa rahay ho?” Naila spoke those dirty words and it affected all of us. I was confused for a moment but then understood that she was messing with her husband’s mind.
