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My Sleeping Wife

An incident happened the other night, quite by accident, that awakened something in me I didn’t know I
had. Last Thursday night a friend of mine, Lalith, came over to talk, and watch the daynight cricket match in TV. He works at the same place I do, and since we had a three day week-end, we were in no hurry to end the night. After a long time I had time to watch my favourite sport and had time for it too . My wife, Saritha, had to work the next day, and since she was not a night person she went to bed about 10:30. She is also one of the soundest sleepers I know. I have actually shaken her pretty good trying to wake her up before, and still she would sleep.

After Saritha went to bed, Lalith and I sat up and watched an old porno flick of his that he had brought
over, since Saritha wasn’t into much of that scene. We usually take such chances when she is away to her parents home or temple. But this time we went ahead and decided to watch porno flick once the match got boring as India loose many wickets.

After the first couple of cum shots, Lalith exclaimed, “Man, it sure would be nice to have a real
piece of ass! It’s been much too long since I’ve had any!”

I was a little surprised at his comment. Lalith was not a bad looking guy, being almost six foot and
weighing in at about 175lbs, I would have thought he would have had plenty of girl-friends.

“Don’t you have any girl friend now, Lalith?” I asked.

“No, since Brinda broke it off with me two years ago, I’ve been pretty shy about asking anyone out,” he replied.

We chatted a little more about Brinda, and how she had been running around on him while he was at work
before finally dumping him. A few beers and a few cum shots later, Lalith got up to use the bathroom.

I sat there watching the movie for a while before realizing Lalith had been gone for an awful long
time. I got up to go see if he was all right, and as I approached the bathroom door, I saw it was open. I
walked on in and saw Lalith standing there looking through the doorway that adjoins our bedroom. He jumped
when he saw me.

“Oh, man. I’m sorry,” he stammered. “It’s just that when I came in here, the door was open. When I was
about to leave, I just saw her laying there like that!”

I stepped around Lalith and looked into the bedroom. Saritha was lying on her side facing away from us,
with her legs kind of tucked under her slightly. She had gone to bed wearing a nightgown, but it had ridden
up over her hips, showing her smooth, bare, pantiless ass. Her shoulders were turned slightly more our way
allowing us to view the side of her nicely shaped breast and nipple through the semi-sheer nightgown.

She looked very sexy lying there in the reflected light from the bathroom, her lips slightly pouting
and her long dark hair thrown across the pillow. It was almost like she was posing for a Malayalam porn movie poster.

“God, she’s beautiful,” Lalith said breathlessly. “I’d give anything to have a woman like her, Sri.”

At first, I was a little pissed off at Lalith. But at the same time, the thought of Lalith seeing my
wife like that without her knowing it was turning me on.

“Sri, I’m sorry. I guess I better go on home,” Lalith said, turning to go back out.

“No, wait a minute Lalith,” I heard myself saying. “Come on in here a minute. Just walk real quietly,

“Wha…., you *want* me to come in there?”

“I guess it wouldn’t hurt anything for you to just look. But we can’t wake her up, OK?”

I couldn’t believe what I was saying. I was about to bring another man into my bedroom so that he
could look at my almost naked wife. I wasn’t quite sure just what I was going to do yet, or how far I would go.

As we tiptoed into the bedroom, I motioned for Lalith to come on over to the side of the bed. He looked
a little unsure of himself, his eyes darting from me to Saritha. But the closer he got, the longer his gaze locked
on Saritha. She was lying on the side of the bed closest to us, and as we approached her both of her firm breasts
came into full view. Her nipples could just be seen through the thin fabric of her gown, but her legs being
bent prevented us from seeing her pussy. Her gown was just about the level of her belly-button though, and the
smooth curve of her belly could be seen until it disappeared between her legs.

I just stood there grinning from ear to ear, looking back and forth from Lalith to Saritha. He was just
standing there, staring at her in utter amazement and disbelief.

“Oh, Sri. She’s so sexy! I can’t believe you’re letting me see her like this!”

Carefully, I reached down and eased the strap of her gown off of her left shoulder, exposing more of her
breast, and stopping just as the material reached her nipple.

“Want to see more?” I whispered.

“Y-Yeah!” he whispered back.

Ever so slowly, I eased the strap down further, but her nipple kept the fabric from going any further.
Carefully, I slid my finger under the fabric, gently lifting it up and over her nipple. Lalith gasped quietly.

Now her left breast was fully exposed. Her smooth dark nipples were standing erect from the stimulation of the moving fabric. I then reached over and eased the right strap down over her shoulder, gently pulling the fabric over her right nipple exposing it.
I left the straps on her arms for the moment, as I didn’t want to risk waking her up. Lalith was still
standing there, gawking at Saritha’s firm body, touching the bulge in his pants occasionally while trying not to
let me see. My own dick was about to burst the seams of my jeans too, not only because of seeing my wife, but of what I was doing.

“Well, what’ya think?” I whispered.

“Oh, god! I can’t believe it! She’s so gorgeous, I just wish…..,” he replied, rubbing his cock
again before catching himself.

I thought for a moment, if she woke up……, but I was going to try it anyway. I motioned for Lalith
to come closer, then pointed at her tits.

“Go ahead, touch ’em. But be real gentle. I don’t want to take any chances.”

Lalith’s eyes were wide open as he eased closer, bending over slightly and reaching out to cup her
breasts. His hand was shaking slightly, and he had his other hand between his legs as if to support himself,
but it was obvious what he was doing. His hand kept edging closer, closer, until finally – his fingertips
were touching the top of her left breast just below the aureole. Carefully, his thumb rested on the underside
of her breast, before sliding slowly up towards the nipple. She didn’t move. Just as his thumb reached her
aureole, he brought his forefinger down to close around the nipple ever so gently.

I had known Saritha since before college, and we went steady together all during the college before
getting married, and as far as I knew, not another man had ever seen this much of her, much less touched her

Lalith then started caressing her breasts, going from first one, then the other, very lightly. Saritha was
still quite asleep, although it seemed that her breathing was slightly faster. Lalith began getting bolder,
using slightly more pressure and gently squeezing each breast.

He was now not trying to hide his own crotch rubbing, and it appeared that he was going to attempt to
cum off in his pants. I was having too much fun to let this end right now, though, so I motioned him back as I
eased the straps of her gown the rest of the way off of her arms. I pulled the gown down as far as it would go
without pulling it down between her and the bed, leaving her entire top exposed down to about the bottom of her
rib cage on the left side. Then I made my way down to her hips. I carefully moved the sheet away from the
bottom of her ass, and untangled it from around her feet. This left all of her ass exposed, and part of her

Lalith couldn’t see this yet from his vantage point. I heard him doing something behind me, so I
turned and saw him pulling his jeans down to just below his balls so that he could jack off. I turned back
around, and slowly straightened Saritha’s left leg. This exposed her upper pubic hair almost down to the slit of
her pussy, and when Lalith saw me doing this, he leaned over beside me to get a good look while slowly jacking
off. Gently, I pulled her left leg closer to me easing her over to fully lie on her back, exposing her entire

“Ohhhh my god,” Lalith breathed as he began to jack himself faster.

“Don’t get too far ahead of yourself, now,” I cautioned him. “You want to touch her pussy before you
cum, don’t you?”

He stopped jacking off and looked at me like a child in front of icecream shop.

Ohhh, yeah! he whispered. You’re gonna let me…ohhh, yeah!”

He replaced his right hand with his left on his cock, but still not jacking off. Then he reached out
with the same hand he had been rubbing his dick with, and slowly reached out to touch the top of her pubic
mound. He gently started rubbing his fingers through her dark brown pubic hair, not quite going as far as her
slit yet. Saritha was still fast asleep, but her breathing became more rapid as he stroked her. Then he ran
his first two fingers down the outside of her pussy lips and back up before running his middle finger down the
outside of her slit. As he brought his finger back up, it opened her pussy lips slightly, and the sweet odor of
her pussy began to fill the air.

“Ohhhhhh, godddd!!!” Lalith sighed while pulling his finger back up slightly inside her slit.

Just as he reached her clit, she jumped a little then let out a slight, almost inaudible moan. Lalith
quickly pulled his hand back.

I saw that Saritha was still sound asleep, but I wasn’t sure if this type of activity would wake her up
or not. He looked at me and I nodded for him to proceed. He then took his left hand and rubbed it up and down on
his dick, getting his precum all over his fingers. Then taking that same hand, started rubbing her entire pussy,
occasionally opening her lips slightly with his middle finger. Saritha’s hips occasionally began to move back and
forth slightly, and a moan would quietly coo out of her every now and then.
Lalith had begun to jack off again, and just then an idea hit me. Carefully I pulled Saritha’s left leg
over until it hung off of the bed. Her pussy was now just inches from the edge, although not quite close
enough for Lalith to fuck her. His dick wasn’t that long and anyway, I wasn’t sure if fucking her would wake her
up. Besides, I wasn’t sure I wanted her fucked yet since this was so new to me.

“Lalith, come on down here,” I motioned to him. “You can rub her pussy from between her legs, and jack
off at the same time. But don’t fuck her, you hear?”

Lalith nodded and quickly moved between her legs. He began rubbing her pussy with his left hand, and
jacking himself off with his right. His dick was about level with her pussy, and about six inches away as he
pumped his cock back and forth. He was now using his thumb to rub her slit, so that he could get his dick
even closer, until finally, his dick was less than an inch away from her slit.

Saritha’s hips were still bucking slightly, and on one downward tilt, Lalith’s cock came in contact with her
slit, running up its length. This set Lalith off, and he began cumming all over her pussy and in-between her
legs. With each spurt he grunted, and occasionally, he would “accidentally” rub his cockhead into the top
portion of her slit. It must have been a while since he had cum, for his jism was all over her pussy lips, hair,
and in her slit. As he finished, he milked the very last drop out, letting it drop into her partially open cunt
hole. It seemed to disappear, as it ran down into her cunt.

Looking up at me, he whispered,”Ohhh, man! I can’t begin to tell you how much I appreciate what
you’ve done!”

I smiled at him, motioning him to back up now that he was through. Now it was my turn. I stepped be-
tween her legs, pulling my pants down, and began stroking my dick.

“Lalith, go over by the door for a moment. I’m going to try and ease her down closer to the edge of the
bed so I can fuck her,” I whispered hoarsely.

Lalith obeyed, and went over by the door in case she woke up. Gently, I slid her down until her left ass
cheek was hanging off the bed. She never even woke up, but she was still breathing heavily, and her juices were
now flowing out of her cunt and mixing with Lalith’s.

I motioned for Lalith to come over and hold her leg and ass cheek, so that I could have my hand free. He
took her leg with his left hand, and reached under her with his right to support her ass. I saw him squeeze it
as he held her, and I began to rub my dick up and down her drenched slit.

The wetness was incredible! Her juices mixed with Lalith’s cum had made her twat sooooo slippery. I
was already about to pop my load, so I gently eased the head of my dick down to the entrance of her hot hole.

Even though her cunt was so wet, her hole was still very tight since Lalith hadn’t fucked her, but my
dick slid in easily. I immediately began pumping, and after about the tenth stroke, Saritha started cumming in
her sleep!!! This was all I could stand. I began shooting off deep inside her pussy, with each spurt
feeling like it was coming straight from my balls. Saritha was letting out little moans with each breath, and I was
countering them with grunts of my own.

Lalith let out a typical “Ohhhhh, mannn!!!!”, only this time he didn’t whisper. It didn’t matter, for
Saritha never did wake up the whole time. As I withdrew, Lalith eased her butt and leg back up on the bed, and
then bent over and kissed her left nipple, sucking it as he pulled away to stand up.

I was too exhausted to say much to him as I led him to the door. He kept thanking me as he walked out,
and I waved and shut the door. I went back into the bedroom and fell on the bed next to Saritha and fell asleep
almost immediately.

The next morning, Saritha woke me up kissing on my ear.

“You wouldn’t believe what I dreamed about last night!” she started. “I dreamed that there were these
hands all over me, rubbing me. By the way, did we do anything last night?”

I remembered that I didn’t get a chance to clean the cum off of her pussy or the bed before falling asleep.

“Uhhh…, yeah, sure we did. Don’t you remember?

“Well…, I don’t know. It seems almost like a dream. I must have been half asleep. It sure was nice
though. Tell me, are you up to doing it again, now that I am more awake?”

My thoughts drifted back to the night before…”Hmmmmmm, what do you think?” I smiled.

The next week in office, all I could think about was that night Lalith had almost fucked my wife. He and
I never spoke about it, but occasionally we would exchange smiles, him flashing that grateful smile of his.

I had to admit, I had become obsessed with the thought of seeing another man fuck Saritha, but there were
still those nagging feelings of uncertainty. Seeing Lalith molest Saritha as he did that night really didn’t
bother me, but would I be able to handle seeing another man actually fucking her?

As the weekend drew closer, I could see the look of anticipation grow in Lalith’s face. I knew he was
thinking, ‘I wonder if he’s going to ask me over again?’,’Am I gonna get another chance at that gorgeous wife of his?’.

Friday finally came, and it wasn’t until just before quitting time that I invited Lalith over again.
He was beside himself joy!

“Oohhhh, yeah…GREAT!!!! I’ll bring the beer , and a new fuck flick I got in my usual dvd shop nearby!”, he said excitedly.

“Ok. Be over 10 pm,” I replied.

I knew that Saritha would be getting sleepy about then, and that Lalith’s presence would probably initiate
her going on to bed since she really didn’t enjoy his company all that much. I laughed to myself at that thought. If she really knew what Lalith was there for, not really caring for him that much, she’d probably stay up all night, at least till he left.

Then I did something that surprised even myself.

“Hey, Jeeva! What are you doing later tonight?”, I heard myself asking.

Jeeva was a fairly large guy and have a ypical south indian look. He is so dark but still looks handsome. He stood
around six feet and weighed in at about 100 Kg. He definitely wasn’t a fat man, and had a large, muscular frame.

“Ohhh… nothing much. What do ya have in mind?” he asked.

“Well, Lalith and I are gonna get together over at my house tonight about 10 o’clock to have a couple of
beers… and whatever. I think he said something about bringing over a fuck flick. Whatd’ya say?”

“all right man… but I might be a little bit
later than 10. I’ve got to run an errand for my Dad, but it shouldn’t take too long,” he replied.

That’s fine, see ya later on, then,” I said, thinking that it might be best if he DID come in after
Saritha went to bed, her being brought up in a fairly conservative southern home.

I turned to see the shock on Lalith’s face. But it was a look of pleasant shock.

I smiled and winked as I walked past him to leave, “See ya later, Lalith!”

That night at dinner, I was preoccupied with the thoughts of what was in store. I bought fried rice from a chinese restaurant as my Wife like fried rice, in hopes that Saritha would be well on her way to a sound, good night’s sleep before long. I also bought wine and on some occasions I will ask her to have some. Certainly i didnt miss this time to make her drink some. As I expected, it wasn’t long before Saritha was giggling with the effects of the wine. An unexpected benefit,
however was the wine had a stimulating effect on her.

She began running her foot along my upper thigh under the table playfuly. Later on the couch, and a couple of glasses later, she sat facing me with one foot on the floor and the other foot under her knee while we watched TV. This caused her short skirt to ride up her thighs, exposing the smooth shiny legs. She opened her legs slightly
further, showing me the top of her panty clad crotch, just as the doorbell rang.

“Awwww!” she protested as I got up to answer it.

“I wonder who that could be?”, I said, acting as if I didn’t know it was really Lalith.

As I opened the door, Lalith came in with a paper bag under his arm, and stood next to the door as I shut
it, looking at Saritha and issuing the usual small talk greetings. As I turned to go back to the couch, I noticed that Saritha had not yet moved from her former position, as she sat facing us and playing with a strand of
her hair. She obviously was unaware that she was showing so much to Lalith as she sat there with a slight look
of disappointment. Lalith stood there momentarily, as they gazed at one another, her in deep thought, and him
in disbelief. Suddenly, she became aware of herself and quickly turned around on the couch, adjusting her skirt.

“Have a seat, Lalith. Here… let me take this an put it in the fridge,” I said, taking the bag
and walking into the kitchen.

As I was putting the beer away, I overheard Lalith saying to Saritha that he ‘hoped that he wasn’t
interrupting anything’.

“No… that’s OK,” I overheard her say, knowing full well that she was lying through her teeth to be
polite. “We were just sitting here watching some TV…and thinking about hitting the sack.”

I know she was trying to hint to Lalith that now was not a good time for him to be here. Little did she
know that there was more in store than she ever dreamed of.

“What are you up to tonight, Lalith”, I said as I walked back into the room, handing him a beer.

“Oh… not much. Just thought I’d drop by to see if you two were interested in a few hands of cards.”

“Sounds good to me, what about you, hon?”, I said looking at Saritha.

The look on her face told me that she had resigned herself to the fact that Lalith was going to be
here for a while.

“Well, if you guys don’t mind… I think I’m gonna call it an evening,” she said, getting up off the

‘Perfect!’, I thought, everything was falling into place.

“OK, dear. I’ll be along in a little,” I said, smiling at Lalith.

He quietly mouthed the words ‘I will too!’ after she had passed him, heading towards the bedroom.

After Saritha had gone to bed, Lalith and I sat there staring blankly at the TV, neither of us saying a
word. The air was filled with expectation. About 10 o’clock, I heard Jeeva drive up into the driveway. I got
up to let him in before he rang the doorbell. I really didn’t think it would wake up Saritha… but I wasn’t
taking any chances.

At first all we did was make small talk as Lalith popped his new flick into the VCR. Jeeva still hadn’t been
let in on our little secret. I wasn’t yet sure just how I was gonna go about it. After about 15-20 minutes, I
noticed that Lalith was getting a bit antsy. He kept shifting around in his seat and glancing at me as if
expecting the signal to go anytime now.

“I’ll be right back”, I said, signaling Lalith to stay put for awhile.

I wanted to make sure everything was set for what was about to happen. Quietly, I slipped down the
hall and into the bedroom. Saritha was laying on the bed on her back in one of her sheerest nighties,
the cover bunched up around her waist. I guess the wine had really taken it’s toll on her, as she was really
sprawled out on the bed, her arms above her head on the pillow and one leg tossed over the side of the bed under
the covers.

Saritha looked beautiful lying there with that typical little pout she has when sleeping, her long
balck hair spread out under her head on the pillow, just touching her shoulders. Her breasts were readily
visible through the transparent material covering them as they stuck almost straight up like two conical, dark
tipped mountains. It didn’t look like I was going to have to do much at all to get things ready.

Quietly, I slipped over to the bathroom door and eased it open, letting the soft light shine into the
bedroom onto Saritha. Then I slipped back down the hall to where Lalith and Jeeva were still watching the movie.

“Jeeva, you want another beer?” I asked, hoping that soon he would be ready to take a leak.

“SureLalith followed me into the kitchen, and quickly cornered me, “How are you gonna do this?”

“Well, I thought we’d let Jeeva go back first when he has to take a leak. Then, you and I will slip back
and wait in the bedroom doorway to see what he does.”

Lalith grinned, and hurried back out into the living room. We watched the movie for a while longer,
as we remarked about some of the scenes taking place.

It wasn’t long before Jeeva had to go, “Hey, man, where’s your bathroom at?”

“Second door on your right,” I said, trying to keep the excitement in my voice from showing.

Jeeva walked down the hall, and as soon as I heard the bathroom door shut, Lalith and I were off for the
bedroom. Standing in the bedroom, Lalith’s gaze was fixed on Saritha. Jeeva had neglected to shut the door
leading to the bedroom, probably because he didn’t know anyone would be in there. As I heard him finish up, I
could hear him fumbling with his zipper as he turned to head back out. Suddenly, I heard him stop dead in his
tracks. He obviously had seen Saritha.

It seemed that he stood there for hours, as he watched her laying thee through the thin fabric.

“oh gaawd!” I heard him exclaim in a whisper.

I could barely contain my laughter as I let out a snicker. Jeeva heard this and poked his head around the
door-frame, looking straight at us. I quickly help my finger up to my lips, shushing quietly, and motioned him
to come on in.

“Is that your wife?” he whispered quietly.

I nodded, taking him by the arm and leading him over to the side of the bed. Lalith followed me and
stood on my left as we looked at Saritha, now just inches away.

“What do u think?” I whispered, smiling at Jeeva.

He gazed at Saritha for a few seconds then turned to me, staring at me as he appraised my motives.

“She looks beautiful, man,” he whispered back, half smiling.

Gently, I reached down and grasped the edge of the covers. I slowly began pulling them down, exposing
more of Saritha’s firm, flat belly covered only by her sheer nightie. I pulled the sheet down to a point between her navel and the beginning of her pubic mound, exposing the lacy hem of her nightie. Then I took the hem and very carefully eased it up her creamy white torso, and over her pert white breasts. Her dark, shiny nipples began to harden with the contact from a wisp of air created by my hands moving her top over them. I scooted over to my left a little to let Jeeva stand more directly in front of Saritha’s firm young breasts, to which Lalith slipped around to Jeeva’s right, standing
right at Saritha’s head. He wasted no time in unzipping his pants and stroking his dick, as I motioned for Jeeva
to gently feel Saritha’s tits.

The contrast of his huge black hands against the firm white skin of Saritha’s tits as he gently fondled
them was extremely exciting! His huge hands almost completely covered her medium-sized tits when he cupped
them. He gently took a nipple between his thumb and forefinger and squeezed it slightly, evoking a quiet
whimper from Saritha.

Meanwhile, Lalith had rid himself of his pants, and was steadily stroking himself directly over Saritha’s
face, just inches from her pouting lips. He looked at me as he squeezed out some precum, letting it ooze out of
the head of his dick and drip slowly down, coming to rest directly on her lips. At first, she didn’t move as
the precum lay glistening on her lower lip, but the sensation of it against her lip caused her to lick it
off with her tongue.

Seeing this, Jeeva stood up and unzipped his pants. As he pulled his pants and underwear down, one
of the largest, darkest dicks I have ever seen on a man sprang free from its moorings. It must have been at
least 9 inches long, about two to three inches in diameter at the thickest point right behind the head. The tip of his uncircumcised dick was peeking out from the foreskin, and the shaft was slightly curved upward from its dark, hairy base.
The thought of this massive dark instrument plunging into Saritha’s sopping wet pussy thrilled something inside of me, but at the same time scared me. I knew if he ever got it inside her, it would stretch her to her limit if not tear her in half. And there was no doubt in my mind, THAT thing inside her would wake her up regardless of how sound asleep she was now.

He looked at me before bending down, bracing himself with his hand on the other side of Saritha, and sucking her right nipple into his mouth. He then hunched his hips forward and began to rub the head of his huge dark dick all over her left breast. As he stroked himself, precum began to ooze out of its black head coating Saritha’s milky breast and dark nipple as it poked, prodded, and rubbed her tit.

Motioning for Lalith to come down where I was, I gently pulled the covers down further, momentarily stopping just below the top of Saritha’s sheer black panties before pulling the covers completely free of her
all together. Her thin dark pubic patch was clearly visible beneath the thin, lacy material. Lalith reached
down and began to stroke her smooth wheatish legs, working his way upwards toward her crotch while all the time
stroking himself.

This got Jeeva’s attention, as he stood up to watch but continuing to rub his black dick and pre-spunk
on her firm white tits.

Lalith’s caresses finally reached the top of Saritha’s thigh, and gently he rubbed his fingers across
her panty covered pussy. As he began to move his fingers up and down along her slit, her hips barely began to
move back and forth, the first move she had made since we began other than lickg her lips.

I already wanted more! Gently, I rolled Saritha over slightly so that I could pull her panties down
first on her left side, then on her right. After getting them down to about mid-thigh, I quickly slipped them off
of her.

Saritha was now completely naked in front of these two horny men. The sight of this sleeping beauty lying
naked and open before Lalith and Jeeva as they caressed, prodded and explored her body already had me close to
the edge.

Lalith had replaced Saritha’s left leg to dangle off of the bed, and had eagerly slipped between her
thighs to begin exploring her tight, thin haired cunt with his fingers. Cautiously at first, he began to run his thumb lightly up an down her slit, his face just inches away. Then he took her clit between
his thumb and index finger and lightly rolled it between them. This caused Saritha to moan, drawing her legs up
until they met Lalith’s shoulders.

Jeeva was now rubbing the entire length of his dick all over both of Saritha’s firm tits, fondling them
with his hand, and looking at Lalith working between her legs.

When I looked back at Lalith, he had boldly replaced his fingers with his tongue! Gently he placed one of his fingers at the entrance to her hole, pausing briefly to let her juices drain onto his fingers before slowly plunging his finger inside her cunt. Saritha gasped, her legs closing tightly around Lalith’s head. Undeterred, Lalith continued his assault with his tongue and fingers on my wife’s sweet pussy. Never before had another man other than myself done this to her.

Quickly, I released my own cock from my pants and began stroking myself, standing between Jeeva and
Lalith as they worked on Saritha.

Suddenly, Jeeva stepped around and gently pulled Lalith back by his right shoulder. Lalith looked up at
him momentarily, then down at his huge black dick, which was pointing directly at Saritha’s pussy. Lalith backed off
as Jeeva stepped between her legs and began rubbing the head of that monstrous bloated dick up and down her
tight slit. I could see the precum glistening on the light covering of dark pubic hair that lined her moistslit.

I froze, not knowing just what to do. I knew that Jeeva was planning on fucking Saritha with his humongous dick, that really didn’t bother me. In fact, deep down that is what I wanted and had planned for. But I knew that Saritha would definitely wake up once that thing was inside her.

The thought of this dark stud shooting his cum deep into my wife’s unprotected pussy triggered something inside of me, however. I WANTED to see him dump his load deep in her cunt! I could no longer control my urges to see this happen. I had already lost control of this situation anyway.

After coating the head of his black dick with her juices, Jeeva placed it right at the entrance of
Saritha’s tight little cunt… and pushed.

Slowly, the huge black head began to disappear between her pussy lips, her tightness resisting its
probing. Saritha’s mouth opened as she gasped in slight pain. If this hurts now with just the head sticking
inside her, I thought, what’s she gonna do when he tries to stick all of it in her?

But Jeeva was fairly gentle in his initial violation of her tight, hot cunt. As gentle as he could be in
his excited state. He moved back and forth in short quick strokes, stretching her twat little by little and
plunging slightly deeper with each thrust.

Lalith had moved back up to Saritha’s head, playing with her tits with one hand and jacking himself off with
the other over her face. All at once he bent over and softly kissed her on her open mouth, slipping his tongue
just inside, while at the same time continuing his manipulation on her tits and his dick. Saritha instinctively pursed her lips slightly as his lips touched hers enveloping his tongue. Quickly, Lalith stood up and placed the head of his dick against her lips, probing it just inside Saritha’s pursed lips. Seemingly playing out some erotic dream, Saritha began sucking on just the head of Lalith’s dick. I heard him moan, as slurping sounds escaped between his dick and my wife’s lips.

I returned my gaze to Jeeva’s ministrations on Saritha’s tight cunt. He now had about three good inches
inside her pussy, the thickest part of his dick now almost inside her.

Suddenly, as if a barrier had been broken, the thick bulge of his dick slipped past the tight entrance
of her hot hole and he began pumping away inside her with earnest. He only had about two-thirds of his dick
inside her when all of a sudden… SHE WOKE UP!

Suddenly, as if a barrier had been broken, the thick bulge of his dick slipped past the tight entrance
of her hot hole and he began pumping away inside her with earnest. He only had about two-thirds of his dick
inside her when all of a sudden… SHE WOKE UP!

At first, her eyes popped open then she gasped,releasing Lalith’s dick from her lips as her pussy was
filled to it’s limit. Everyone froze as her initial disorientation dwindled and was replaced by her complete
awareness of what was going on. Her gaze shifted from Lalith’s dick hovering just above her lips, to Jeeva whose
dick was still deep inside her tight pussy.

Jeeva was beyond stopping now, no matter what my wife or I might think and he started to hump her as if
his life depended on it, he held her to the bed and banged away at her. Suddenly, to my surprise, Saritha
wrapped her legs around Jeeva, digging her legs into his ass and pulling him deeper inside of her as she hunched
up against him, grunting as his dick thrust deeper and deeper all at once. He now had at least 8 inches inside her previously unadulterated pussy, and with each thrust he took more of her.

I began stroking myself even harder as I saw Jeeva shove his dick completely inside of Saritha, her pussy
lips completely disappearing as his huge dick carried them along with it. Each time he withdrew his dick, her
juices glistened heavily on his shaft as her pussy seemed to be pulled inside out, clinging to the sides of his
dick slightly like the fingers of a glove as it’s being pulled off inverted.

Quite suddenly Saritha began to cum – HARD! Her whole body tensed up as each subsequent wave of her
orgasm swept over her, each time yelling louder than the first as her climax continued to grow stronger.

This brought about Jeeva’s orgasm, as her pussy clamped tightly around his huge dick. A low animal growl
was heard deep from within him as he thrust forward violently and began to cum deep inside Saritha’s unprotected pussy. Their moans and grunts mixed with each other as their climax built up then subsided.

Huge gobs of cum dripped down the crack of Saritha’s ass as Jeeva began to withdraw his huge cock from
her now sloppy pussy. With Saritha still lying on her back, Lalith immediately jumped between her legs, rubbing his dick up and down her sloppy wet pussy lips, and then slipping easily into her over-stretched twat. After
just a couple of strokes, he withdrew, and placed his dickhead at the entrance to her virgin ass. Not even I
had been able to fuck her in the ass yet, and I wondered if she would stop Lalith.

She offered no resistance, however, as Lalith’s dick disappeared between the soft folds of flesh sur-
rounding her asshole. She winced as his dick plunged in almost halfway on the first stroke, but then as her
sphincter muscle relaxed, she began hunching against Lalith, lifting her legs high so he could get a better
rhythm going, taking him all the way inside her ass.

Lalith’s grunts began to get louder, as I straddled Saritha’s chest, squeezing her firm tits around my
throbbing dick as I began to fuck them. Saritha began to lick the head of my dick each time it got close enough.

I was just about to dump my own load all over Saritha’s face when I heard Lalith’s grunts change to loud
moans as he emptied himself deep within my wife’s virgin ass. This was all it took for me as I too began to shoot
the first hot thick streams of cum between her tightly squeezed tits. I thrust myself forward, plunging my
dick into Saritha’s waiting mouth, where she began to swallow the rest of my pent up seed.

Saritha continued to suck on my softening dick, as I collapsed against the headboard. I turned my head a-
round to see Lalith withdraw his dick from her ass with a wet sounding “thhhupp!”

Lalith spoke the first words, “Ohhhhh… man! That was great!”

All I could do was sigh as I rolled off of Saritha with a grin. Saritha smirked at me with a cute impish grin
as she laid there, cum dripping out of all three of her holes.

All we three laid there quite thinking on whats next!