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The Making Of A Married Slut (Closed for slutindianwife and DaBigBaadWolff)
It was a li’l over 3 years after we got married. My wife had truthfully told me before we got married, that she had had a number of boyfriends – a couple of whom she had fucked!
I believed her!
But, thing is, when she told me, I used to get hard!
3 years into our marriage, I asked her:
“Do you want to have a boy friend?”
She looked at me, stunned!
One thing led to another – and she asked me one day:
“Is it that you want to see your wife fucked by another guy?”
“Yes!” I blurted.
One thing again led to another.
I asked her who in our lives right now turned her on the most.
She blushed and said:
“Well after all the stories you have told me about your best friend Darsh, he turns me on!”
Darsh was my best buddy, he was 10 years elder to me.
My wife and I were both 30, which made him 40. Darsh used to fuck many women – and women just loved him.
He was the average guy, not too tall, average looks, average build – black skin.
One day, after my wife’s admission, at around 10 AM, Darsh came over for one of his regular visits.
Darsh and I sat in our room upstairs, while Nisha went and made coffee in the kitchen downstairs.
I guess my wife’s admission had me all heated up. Which resulted in me showing him some of her photos in bikinis and short slutty clothes and lingerie.
Darsh was drooling!
My wife brought the coffee. She told me to go to the shop and get some snacks.
I left.
When I came back after 10 minutes, Darsh was rushing out.
I asked him why he was leaving.
He said something urgent had come up.
I entered the house and saw Nisha all flustered.
I asked her:
“What happened?”
It was a li’l over 3 years after we got married. My wife had truthfully told me before we got married, that she had had a number of boyfriends – a couple of whom she had fucked!
I believed her!
But, thing is, when she told me, I used to get hard!
3 years into our marriage, I asked her:
“Do you want to have a boy friend?”
She looked at me, stunned!
One thing led to another – and she asked me one day:
“Is it that you want to see your wife fucked by another guy?”
“Yes!” I blurted.
One thing again led to another.
I asked her who in our lives right now turned her on the most.
She blushed and said:
“Well after all the stories you have told me about your best friend Darsh, he turns me on!”
Darsh was my best buddy, he was 10 years elder to me.
My wife and I were both 30, which made him 40. Darsh used to fuck many women – and women just loved him.
He was the average guy, not too tall, average looks, average build – black skin.
One day, after my wife’s admission, at around 10 AM, Darsh came over for one of his regular visits.
Darsh and I sat in our room upstairs, while Nisha went and made coffee in the kitchen downstairs.
I guess my wife’s admission had me all heated up. Which resulted in me showing him some of her photos in bikinis and short slutty clothes and lingerie.
Darsh was drooling!
My wife brought the coffee. She told me to go to the shop and get some snacks.
I left.
When I came back after 10 minutes, Darsh was rushing out.
I asked him why he was leaving.
He said something urgent had come up.
I entered the house and saw Nisha all flustered.
I asked her:
“What happened?”
