The Making Of A Married Slut (Closed for slutindianwife and DaBigBaadWolff)

My wife and I fuck, for a long time.
Next day, she has to go to buy her usual veggies from the super market.
She leaves.
 
Next day, she has to go to buy her usual veggies from the super market.
She leaves.
She had worn a short skirt, T shirt, string bra and g string panty.
An hoiur went by, she did not return, then 2 hours, then 5 hours.
Soon I was worried.
 
The street was very dimly lit.
It was Darsh’s car.
My wife got out.
She was fully naked.
I was stunned.
 
I looked from the verandah and saw the two young guys who stayed in the cottage next door, gaping at Nisha.
 
I had never ever gotten down to talking to those two guys.
Both were young studs.
After what happened with Darsh, in front of my hubby, I cared less.
 
Naked, I wave to them and say..
“Hi guys, catch you some time!” Then I walk to my door.
 
I look at Raj and say…
“Am off to bed, don’t disturb me.”
Then I add,
“I enjoyed Darsh’s massive cock. He fucked all my holes.”
 
I sit on the couch in the living room, thinking of my best buddy fucking my wife.. and her enjoying it??
I get hard and pull down my shorts and start to shag. Within a couple of minutes, I cum. But visions of my wife being fucked and used like a whore?? – make me hard again.
I pull off my shorts and shag again. This time I take a good 10 minutes to come…
Thinking of all the things my best buddy might have done to my wife.
Naked, I fall asleep on the couch.
 
I awake to the sun coming through the curtains.
I see the wall clock, it’s a little past 10 AM.
I slept till so late?
I recall the events of the night and get hard.
I creep upstairs to see what Nisha is up to.
She is fast asleep in bed, on her belly.
I get hard instantly as I see the words scrawled in black on her back:
Darsh’s Whore
 
I finished my shower and toweled myself dry. As I did, I wondered if she had been roughly fucked by Darsh, as I knew he loved to fuck women very rough. I felt my dick stir, thinking of her being fucked hard and rough – something which she never let me do!
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My cock was getting hard again. Nisha was fast asleep on her belly. The words on her back teased me…
Darsh’s Whore
I was hard again.
I pulled on a fresh pair of shorts and left the room.
 
I went to the kitchen and made some tae, which I downed with a couple of slices of bread. All the time thinking of Nisha and Darsh fucking. I decided to cook some chicken biryani and got down to it.
As it was just about ready, I heard Nisha say…
“That smells lovely.”
 
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