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“Haan tu sahi ker raha hon na. Tumhari aag bhe mujh akelay sey nahi bhujti. Buhat shok hai na tumhain hamesha kehti thi koi dosra mard meri phudi maray tu kesay lagay ga. Abhi tu Faraz ney sirf tumhari phudi ko haath lagaya hai. Mujhay tu buhat maza araha hai dekh ker. Ab tum bhe mazay kero na meri randi type bevi.” Tahir uttered those dirty words for the first time in front of me and I felt my cock throb in my pants under his wife’s tummy.
“Tumhari batain sun ker Faraz ka lund jhatkay kha raha hai, Isko buhat maza araha hai humari gandi batain sun ker.” Naila announced for information of her husband and then she used her hand to grab her husband cock. “Oh dekho zara apni halat. Tum apni bevi ko Faraz key samnay paish ker key buhat garam ho rahay ho. Tumhara lund itna sakht tu buhat kam hota hai. Tumhain bhe buhat maza araha apni bevi ke phudi per parai mard ka hath phirwa ker.” Naila added and I again felt my cock throbbing under her tummy. Naila looked back over her shoulder at me and gave me a y grin.
I raised my right hand and brought it down hard on Naila’s ass cheek. She instantly brought her hand back to cover her ass but then Tahir held her wrists and pulled away both her hands. I spanked her twice more with same force and Naila cried out. I knew it was enough for her first time so I used my left hand to massage and press her ass cheek that I had targeted and shove my right hand between her thighs and started rubbing her pussy. My fingertips reached her clit and this made her body jerk couple of times when I rubbed her most sensitive body organ. As I kept rubbing her pussy and clit, Naila’s body stiffened in just over a minute and she let out a long moan.
“Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…” Naila rubbed her head on Tahir thigh as she was riding her orgasmic waves. I gently rubbed her clit and pussy to prolong her orgasm and as her body loosened and she almost slumped down, I stopped rubbing but kept my hand in place.
“Naila ko pehla orgasm ho gaya hai aaj raat ka.” I announced looking at Tahir and he smiled sheepishly.
“Ye itna jaldi thandi nahi hoti hai. Isko tu pura din aur puri raat bhe lagay raho tu ye khushi khushi sab kuch kerwati rahay ge.” Tahir spoke as he placed his hand on his wifes ass and slid it between her thighs. My hand was already there on Naila’s pussy and now her husband’s hand was there too. It was so dirty yet so erotic. I kept my hand there but created some gap for his hand to slide between my hand and his wife’s pussy. I roughly rubbed his wife’s pussy once and pulled out his hand, cleaned her juices on the tights fabric covering her ass. Tahir rubbed his wife’s pussy for almost a minute and showed me his fingers and palm that was moist due to Naila’s pussy juices.
“Ab dekhna kesay ye apni choot ka juice meray haath sey chaat ker saaf keray ge.” Tahir said as he moved his hand and rubbed it on his wife’s lips. Naila opened her eyes and pushed out her tongue, obediently licking the remnants of her pussy juices from her husband’s fingers and palm. I grinned at the sight as it meant that now Tahir was also opening up for the game.
“Faraz aap meri bevi ko utha ker meray pechay meray room me ajao.” Tahir got up and walked towards their bedroom. It felt very filthy that he wanted me to carry his wife to their bedroom, knowing that I just rubbed her pussy to an orgasm and now there’s more on the offer. I wasn’t going to refuse the offer so I stood up with Naila in my arms. She turned over to face upwards in my arms and wrapped her arm around my neck as I walked into their bedroom. Tahir saw how his wife’s arm is wrapped around my neck and she kissed my shirt covered shoulder.
“Thora hosla ker lo Naila. Abhi tumhara shok pura ho jai ga. Buhat besabri ho tum ju chaltay howay bhe ju mil raha Faraz k usko kiss ker rahi ho.” Tahir looked very aroused from the tone. I slowly lowered her into the bed and stood up. I saw Tahir was removing his shirt by opening the buttons.
“Haan tu kya sirf mera shok hai parai mard sey chudwanay ka? Tum bhe tu farigh ho jatay ho meri fantasy aur gandi batain sun ker parai mard sey chudnay ke.” Naila tried to get even with her husband and sat up.
“Faraz ab aap mujhay pyaar kero araam sey. Jesay aapka dil kerta hai foreplay kero ya kero. Tahir humaray paas he beith ker dekhay ga. Aaj raat ye muhay touch nahi keray ga. Agar aap isko invite kero gey tu ye touch ker sakta hai werna nahi. Haan ye bhe yahan nanga ho ker beithay ga.” Naila seemed in a hurry to tell Tahir what I told her when we made the plan. But Tahir was also getting undressed even without being told to. He removed his shirt and vest and then his pants, He climbed into bed and sat down on the far side of bed. I saw his erection in his boxers which he rubbed while settling down against headboard of bed. I knew it was time to level up this game.
I was out of my shirt in few seconds and I leaned over Naila, pushing her back till she was laying on the bed facing the ceiling. I crawled up next to her and made her face me. We hugged each other and started kissing softly. My hand was roaming all over her back and I occasionally saw Tahir’s eyes on my hand touching his wife’s ass or he was looking at our mouths that were locked together in passionate kissing.
Without saying a word, Naila pushed me onto my back and climbed on top of me. She laid down facing me and opened her legs astride my thighs. My both hands caressed her upper back, moving down to her lower back and then groped her ass cheeks.
“Ouch… itni zor sey mara hai abhi tak dard ho raha meray chutar me.” Naila complained which made me chuckle. I noticed Tahir crawl closer to us, I felt his hands touching my hand as he started pulling down his wife’s tights.
“Faraz meri bevi ney apkey liye aaj panties bhe nahi pehni thi. Isko shok tha aap sey apni choot ragarwanay ka aur samajhti hai panties key oper sey hath phairnay ka maza nahi ata. Buhat jaldi thi isko apni choot paish kernay ke k panties utaarnay me time lag jai ga.” Tahir said while he kept pulling down his wife’s tights, forcing her to close her legs so he could pull them off. It was so erotic to see a man removing his wife’s clothes while she was laying on me…
“Aray Tahir ye kya ker rahay ho tum? Apni bevi ko parai mard key samnay nangi ker rahay ho?” Naila and Tahir loved playing the game of dirty words and filthy actions but who was I to complain as I was the beneficiary.
“Naila tumhara chutar tu Faraz ney laal ker diya hai. Iska pura haath print ho gaya hai tumharay chutar per.” Tahir described the marking of my hands on his wife’s ass cheek.
“Tum ney he apni bevi ko pakar ker spanking kerwai hai. Meri gaand laal kerwa di hai tum ney. Ab me tumhain ek hafta nahi kernay don ge. Khud he muth marna aur apnay hath sey apna kaam chalana.” Naila responded to her husband’s comments.
“Tumhara guzara he nahi hona ek hafta chudai key bina. Tum ney kal he phir mujhay kehna hai Tahir chudai kero.” Tahir chuckled as he again took his previous place on the bed just a few feet away from us.
“Tum bhool rahay ho k Faraz pura weekend humaray saath stay ker saktay hain. Iskey hotay howay mujhay chudwana koi masla nahi hai. Me Faraz sey itna chudwa lon ge k kuch din tu meri choot he sooji rahay ur tumharay sath kuch kernay ka dil na keray. Haan agar phir bhe mera dil kiya tu me Faraz key paas chali jaon ge ya isko bula lon ge aur tumharay samnay chuda lagwa lo ge. Ab tu meray paas Faraz ka lund bhe hai.” Naila retorted which made Tahir gasp loudly.
“Matlab ab tum mujhay nahi chodnay do gi?” Tahir sounded surprised and I wondered if things were gong wrong. I didn’t want to steal Tahir’s wife but the way she was getting back on Tahir, something seemed out of place.
“Tum sirf tab mujhay chod saktay ho jab me ijazat doun ge. Haan tum mujhay request kero gey tu me soch sakti hon chudwana hai ya nahi.” Naila explained to him which surprised me as well.
“Tu me kya keron ga agar mera dil ker raha ho lekin tum chodnay ke ijazat na do tu?” Tahir asked her and by the way he was calm, I started understanding that there is a lot between this couple that I don’t know about. This made me decide to stay quiet for now.
“Tum apnay haath istemaal kerna. Mujhay dekh ker muth maar lena. Meri nangi pics hain tumharay paas, wo dekh ker muth maarna. Ya phir Faraz sey ijazat lena aur sifarish kerwana. Agar Faraz mujhay kahay key tumhain chodnay don tu phir tum mujhay chod lena.” Naila was giggling at the end and it dawned on me that the couple was playing cuckolding game. I hadn’t been into this scene on a serious level but it sounded very erotic. Tahir wouldn’t be able to fuck his wife without his wife’s consent, which she very cleverly shifted to me. So it was me who would allow Tahir to have with his wife. Its so insane that a husband needs my permission to fuck his wife. This also implied that I will know when he can or will fuck his wife.
I knew I have to start taking charge of this game and keep probing slowly. Things will eventually be clear to me about the limits I can push this dynamic. Naila was sitting on my side with her elgs closed since Tahir removed her tights. I unbuckled my belt and pushed down my pants. I was in brief. I looked over at Tahir.
“Tahir tum apnay boxers utaaro.” I told him casually which made him gasp and look at me with wide eyes.
“Tum ney sun liya hai na? Ju Faraz ney kaha hai wo kero. Chalo nangay ho jao!” Naila instructed her husband which had instant effect on Tahir and he pushed down his boxers. His cock appeared to be an adequate size but he was trying to hide it as much as possible.
“Tahir, tum pechay ho ker laito aur pani tangain kholo. Apna lund chupana khatam kero.” I told Tahir which made him look at me with a little anger but he obeyed nonetheless. His cock was swaying but then he covered it with his hands. I wasn’t ready to push him beyond this point yet.
“Naila apni teeshirt utaaro. Tum bhe nangi ho jao.” I looked at Naila and she started removing her teeshirt without any hesitation. She was sitting in front of me in all her naked glory while her husband was watching from a few feet away. I removed my briefs and let my cock stand at full mast while they both were staring at it.
“Naila, mera lund pakar ker pyaar sey sehlao.” I told Naila and she looked over at Tahir. She slowly slid closer to me and repositioned herself so her body wasn’t obstructing the view of her husband while she held my cockhead and massaged it with her fingers. I felt electric current shot through my body and let out a muffled sound of pleasure.
“Naila apnay husband ko batao meray aur iskey lund me kya fark hai.” I asked Naila as I relaxed a bit while looking at Tahir.
“Tahir, dekho Faraz ka lund thora lamba hai na tumharay lund sey. Lekin mota buhat hai. Tumhara itna mota nahi hai. Aur tumharay tattay bhe chotay hain size me. Faraz key tattay tu buhat baray hain. Isi liye ye buhat sari manni (cum) bhe nikaaltay hain.” She spoke while looking at her husband who was staring at my cock that was being pleasured by his wife.
