I’m Rahul (32 years old), and my wife’s name is Pavitra (28 years old). We recently got married in an arranged marriage. We were both from conservative and very rich families. We live in Kolkata, West Bengal.

Pavitra is 5 feet 3 inches tall and slightly brownish in complexion. Her measurements are 36-24-36 inches. Her bra size is a flattering 32B. Her attractive features are her sturdy and perky boobs and hourglass figure. Her really long hair reaches her buttocks. She looks like pornstar lasirena69.

It’s been 4 years since we got married. We used to have a lot of sex immediately after marriage. I even took her to Goa for a honeymoon. At present, I am really busy as I am in a marketing job and have to travel a lot. We can’t spend time together. I often find her masturbating herself.

One day, out of nowhere, she asked for sex. That was really out of character for her. I took pity on her because the last time we had sex was 2 years ago. I squeezed her breasts and stripped her naked. I started drilling her. It took 5 minutes, and I came.

She was obviously not satisfied, but she didn’t say anything, and I felt bad. She kept caressing my hair as I fell asleep. The next morning, she woke up and prepared food for me. Last night was really on my mind. I felt guilty as I ate my breakfast. The guilt was eating me. I got to go to my office.

As I went out of the house, I looked back at her, and she smiled at me. That smile was always the same every day as I went to the office. I collected every ounce of courage

and asked her if she wanted to have sex with another guy. Her eyes widened, her breath became heavy, and her chest rose.She had a perplexed look on her face. I thought I was going to face her wrath. So, I turned back and rushed. She said, “OK!” Loudly. Which stopped me. I turned back and looked at her. She tilted her face down in shame. I was astonished.

My conservative wife was asking me for help from a third party to feel her womanhood. I left, and I immediately started counting everyone that would be down for it.

Just when I was at the entrance of my office, I saw Saleem Khan saluting me. My office’s watchman, who joined just 3 months ago. He is 6 feet 2 inches tall, muscular built, and brownish in complexion. He might be in his 40s. He was on parole. He was released from jail 7 months back.

Everyone in the office knew that our office’s maid Mala and he had an extramarital affair. Mala is a typical maid with a dusky complexion. She has a great round butt and smaller but perky breasts.

She recently gave birth to her 3rd child. Sometimes, we can see her blouse has some wet marks near her nipples, indicating she is lactating.

Saleem’s family details were unknown, as he mentioned he was single. I thought about it. A guy as wild as Saleem would be a perfect guy to satisfy my sex-starved wife, Pavitra. He would be wild and ambush her with roughness and vigour. I almost made up my mind and thought of observing him for today.

As the day progressed, he would grope every girl who was passing by with just his eyes. Some girls were disgusted by it, while some enjoyed it. At 3 o’clock, his phone rang, and he answered it. He put it down and moved to the back of the office near the store room. I followed him carefully.

He went inside the store room. I stacked a few cement slabs, one on each other, to reach the ventilator to look into. What I saw really turned me on. Mala, the maid, was leaning on a staircase while her blouse was pulled down. Her dusky but perky boobs were exposed and were leaking some of her milk.

Saleem lifted her saree to her waist. Her right leg was on one of the stairs. It was supported by Saleem’s right hand. Meanwhile, Saleem was fucking her from behind. She was getting a little loud. Saleem muffled her voice by closing her mouth with his hand.

He said, “Bitch, I got released from the jail just a few months back. I got this job because I blackmailed the boss with his wife’s naked pictures I took of her in the bathroom. Do you want me to lose this job too?” That explains why an ex-prisoner was hired as a security guard.

He was like a bull fucking his cow. He was constantly spanking her ass now and then. This hard and brutal fucking continued for another 30 minutes. In those 30 minutes, I cum 2 times by masturbating by looking at them. I heard him groan a little loudly.

He was nearing, and he came inside her with the last but hardest stroke of the day. It made Mala scream and escape out of the room. He kept cumming inside her for a minute straight. He released her from his grasp, and she immediately collapsed to the floor like a frog.

The floor was soaked with his cum near Mala’s pussy. The amount of cum from this man was incredible. I slowly raised my eyes to Saleem’s groin area and was astonished by the size of his dick. It was semi-solid, and it was 8 inches long. It should definitely be 10 inches minimum when fully erect.

Saleem ordered her to suck his dick clean. She did it without any complaints. As she was sucking his dick, he asked her, “Call me when your husband is out of town, just like last time. I want to fill your womb multiple times just like I did last time.”

She replied, “Don’t you want to know about your kids? My first and third children are yours, Saleem.” What? Her 2 kids out of three are his? This was super-hot and unexpected. So, they were having this affair for a long time.

He said, “I don’t give a fuck. Do you think I would care about every kid I father? I knocked up many bitches. The bitch I used to fuck, Neeta and her husband, are raising one of my kids as their own. They are afraid they will lose their respect if society finds out that their child was a byproduct of an unfaithful wife’s sex adventures.”

So, this Saleem doesn’t even care what happens if he can fuck a bitch really hard. That’s exactly what Pavitra and I needed.

Mala said, “My husband is going out of town for a week today. Come and fill my womb once more. Don’t you think I deserve to give birth to another child of yours?” Saleem just grinned and took his cock out of her mouth, zipped his pants.

He said, “I’m too tired of fucking an ugly bitch like you. I want to fuck a high-class Hindu woman with big tits like Neeta.” He left the store room. Mala was too tired to move. She stayed there a minute or two, scooping his cum of her pussy and licking it.

I immediately rushed back to him, called him to a corner, and explained everything about my proposal.

Saleem: So, you’re saying you need a guy who can really satisfy your wife’s hunger for sex because you can’t do it yourself.

Me: Yes, exactly. I saw you fucking Mala, like just that. Saleem: Oh, then I have some conditions.

Me: Tell me.

Saleem: I will fix the date and time and your wife’s dress. I won’t use any condoms, ever. If you’re not OK with these, then we better call it off.

I felt a little insecure about the condom thing, but a simple pill would solve it. So I agreed. He asked for a photo of her. I had a photo of her in a white saree, which she wore even on our first night.

He said, “Damn, she looks like an angel. Are you sure you want me to clear that innocence on her face? I’ve been wanting to fuck a bitch like her.”

It was 7 in the evening, I felt the office, and while travelling, I was thinking about how Saleem would fuck Pavitra. I reached home and knocked on ten doors. Pavitra opened the door. She was wearing a salwar without any dupatta.

Her salwar was hugging her figure tightly, displaying her boobs and her hourglass figure. I immediately explained everything to her.

Pavitra: You want me to have sex with a watchman? I would never. I’m done with this. Me: If you saw him fucking, you wouldn’t say that.

Pavitra: How can you talk like that, Rahul?

Me: OK, I will take a video of him fucking, and after seeing it, you decide

After some persuasion, she agreed. That day, she didn’t talk to me and slept at the very far end of the bed. Her salwar just got raised by the fan’s wind, and it made her ass and some part of her waist visible. I took a photo of her. I woke up and got in front of her.

I removed the first button, which revealed some of her meaty cleavages. I took a photo again and sent it to Saleem. He replied by saying, “I was getting bored of fucking this bitch, Mala. Now I will look at your wife and fuck her one more time.”

So, he was at Mala’s house after all. Maybe she will carry one more of his kids again. I heard Mala screaming as he cut the call. He mentioned that he would fuck her next Friday, which is exactly a week from now. He asked me to give my wife’s number, which I did.

The next day, they both started chatting with each other. On days one and two, they were discussing the deal between Mala and Saleem and their backgrounds. Pavitra was telling me everything about their chat. On Sunday night at 2 o’clock, I saw Pavitra on my phone.

She was wearing a light red satin nighty, which was very loose. I didn’t mind her and went back to sleep. In the morning, when she was taking a bath, I looked at her phone. I saw that Saleem asked to share her photo, to which he said no. Upon scrolling, there was a photo that my wife shared.

I opened it and saw her in a photo where she was lying down on the bed. Her nighty was tightly hugging her, giving a rough idea about the size of her boobs. Saleem replied, “Oh! Pavitra, I can’t wait to fuck you, you look like a fucking angel.”

I really didn’t like my wife sexting another man, but I swallowed it up and went back to the office. When I went back home and checked her phone, I saw him sharing his dick picture. Pavitra replied, “Omg, it’s too big, I didn’t know dicks would be this big.”