"Looks like we lost him." Neha said to Prakash.
"Maybe I should head on out of here." Prakash said.
"Do you really have to, Prakash? Why don't you at least stay and finish your drink? We won't bother him. I'm sure he's out until morning." Neha said.
"In that case you don't have to ask me twice." he responded with a smirk.
Things then got quiet, so I lifted my eye lids slightly to see what was happening. I could see them by the light of the television. They were both sitting there with a drink in one hand. Her other hand was on his jean covered leg and his other hand was caressing her bare thigh. They were just staring at each other as he massaged the smooth skin on her leg, moving further up under her nighty with each stroke. Prakash moved towards her and kissed her as his hand moved all the way up under her nightie. As they kissed, Neha gasped slightly and I knew he was feeling her sweet married pussy for the second time that night. After a while she pushed his hand away and stood up and threw off her nightie. As I suspected there were no panties. She looked so beautiful standing completely nude in front of my best friend. He stood up too and got out of his clothes as quickly as he possibly could. It was then, through my squinted eyes that I got a good view of how big he really was. He was as thick as I remembered from the lake, but much longer. They embraced and kissed with his massive bare tool pinned between them. Their hands were moving up and down and all around each others bodies as their passion intensified. My own cock wasn't as big as his, but inside my jeans at that moment it had to have been harder as it strained to get out.
Neha then pushed Prakash back towards the couch and he sat down. She got down on the floor between his knees and took his massive cock into her hands. She lowered her lips to his cock and circled her tongue around its swollen head. I watched in awe as she slowly lowered her mouth down the length of his shaft. I was stunned as her lips moved lower and lower along his shaft until finally her entire face was pressed against his hairy belly and his cock was fully lodged within her throat. I found myself wondering if the ease at which she did that meant that she had already sucked him off like that two nights before. What an erotic sight it was watching her bob up and down on another man's cock, then go down to lick his balls, then drag her tongue back up along the length, and start bobbing up and down again. Prakash was laid back with his eyes closed and breathing heavily in obvious appreciation of the pleasure my wife was providing him.
Neha had enough of sucking before he was able to cum. I'm sure her jaws were tired from trying to service that huge thing. She then stood up and climbed on top of the couch and straddled his legs as her lips joined his in another kiss. Prakash's cock, now slick with Neha's saliva was pinned between them. She took her time. I think she wanted to give me a show. Neha pulled herself up and wrapped her hand around his shaft and aimed it at her pussy. Prakash's burning love muscle was now less than an inch from her pussy that had been soaking wet all night with desire. The first time Prakash fucked Neha at the hotel I wasn't able to see his cock as it invaded my wife's once faithful womb. This time, for the very first time, I was about to witness another man's cock enjoy the warm wet feeling that only a short time ago was only felt by me.
Once again, there were no condoms. Nature was simply taking its course. The virile and fertile alpha male was making his conquest. Did Prakash just assume Neha was on the pill? Did he care? He planted his seed inside my wife numerous times the other night and appeared ready, willing, and able to try and inseminate her again. As she lowered herself, I was watching intently as the tip of his bare cock first made contact with her pussy lips, and then slowly pushed past them and into her wetness. Slowly she took him into her body until he was firmly seated inside her. His hands were on her breasts and their tongues were exploring each others mouths. Neha sat there moving her hips from side to side slowly as they kissed. I wondered to myself if she was trying to adjust to his size.
Neha remained that way for a short while, and then slowly started moving her body up and down on his cock. Prakash was leaning back enjoying the sensation of Neha's pussy working on his cock for about five minutes before I noticed her breathing becoming labored. His engorged cock must have been pounding against her cervix in the position she was in. She gasped "Oh Prakash" as her body went into convulsion in the throes of an enormous orgasm. When she came back to earth, she giggled, got up and told him to get up. She then got on the couch and lay on her back. Prakash quickly got between her legs and thrust his cock back into her.
"Easy there my hero." she gasped. "I'm still a little sore from what you gave me the other night."
With Prakash face down on her, I could now open my eyes fully. In doing so, I found Prakash nibbling at her neck. His ass was steadily moving up and down and his thick veined baby-maker was pumping in and out of her, while his enormous sperm filled balls were slapping against her ass. Neha's hands were clenching his shoulders. Her legs were wrapped tightly around his. She was staring me in the eyes. She smiled briefly, but she was too lost in the pleasure she was receiving from Prakash to worry about me. Each time Prakash thrust his cock in, her eyes would close. Prakash's body was sweaty and he was obviously lost in the gift of pleasure that my wife was so willingly providing him. Both of them were breathing intensely. The only thing I could see was Prakash's cock, covered in Neha's sweet juices, as his body got closer and closer to the eruption that would send millions of his seed into my wife's awaiting and unprotected womb. The only thing I could hear was their rhythmic gasps and groans as they enjoyed what each other had to offer. The only thing I could smell was the fragrant smell of their lovemaking that permeated the entire room.
Finally it happened. "I can't stop." He gasped.
Neha opened her eyes and looked at me as she said to him softly. "Don't stop. I need it. Give it to me, Prakash. I want all of you inside me Baby".
He immediately tensed up. Neha's wide spread legs were still locked around Prakash's and were now drawing up as tight as she could get them. Neha reached down with her delicate hands and pulled tight on his ass to draw him deeper into her womb. Prakash began to moan softly. I watched intently as his cock began to pulse and his body began to shake. Each pulse was sending more and more of his hot sperm into my wife. Neha's body began shaking intensely. I felt my own cock that desperately wanted to take Prakash's place inside of my wife and found it was leaking precum all over the inside of my shorts. The culmination of their combined efforts had resulted in what appeared to be pure ecstasy for both of them. Once their shaking ceased, Neha relaxed and Prakash's cock, no longer pulsing, was now moving ever so slow inside her. I'm sure, at that moment, he hoped he would never have to withdraw.
Finally, Neha was fully relaxed and she tapped Prakash on the shoulders and they both got up. Then she did something totally unexpected. She took him by the hand and led him upstairs. When they reached the top I heard on bedroom door shut. I got up and quietly went up the stairs near the door. It was a few minutes before I could hear anything. When I did it was the bed shaking. Then I heard Neha in a loud voice.
"Oh shit that feels so good Prakash. I love it when you fuck me like that. You're so damn big!"
I couldn't believe he was hard again already! I also couldn't believe my wife had turned in to such cock hound. They weren't trying to keep quiet this time. For what seemed like an hour, I sat there with my own cock trying to burst out of my shorts listening to my wife tell my best friend what a great lover he was as he pleasured her. In between her praise of him she screamed out through three orgasms. I then heard Prakash. "Oh shit Neha! Oh shit! You're so hot! I'm gonna cum again!"
Neha's voice then rang out. "Oh yes Prakash. Do it. Deeper, Prakash. Get deeper. I want it all the way in. Cum inside me again, Prakash."
Prakash then lets out a guttural. "OHHHHH!"
I hear Neha yell. "OH FUCK!" as they were both obviously cumming again simultaneously.
They became silent for a while and then I heard them starting to move around, so I quickly went back down to my chair. Good thing I did because I heard the bedroom door open and saw their naked bodies coming back down to the living room.
Neha told Prakash. "You had better go now so I can put him to bed."
Prakash asked. "When can I see you again?"
Neha giggled out. "You mean. When can you fuck me again?"
Prakash grinned and said "That too for sure."
She went up to him and wrapped her arms around him and kissed him. They were only a couple of feet from me. From where I was sitting I could see the evidence of their copulation. There was a trail of sperm running down each of her legs. I was mesmerized by how it glistened on her tan thighs in the dim light. Neha then pulled away and gathered up Prakash's clothes. He quickly threw them on and left.
I immediately asked her why she took him upstairs behind closed doors. "Because, silly. He was a little shy. You got to watch him fuck me. I wanted you to hear him fuck me too."
She's so considerate. I got out of my clothes as fast as I could and grabbed her and held her as tight as I could while we kissed. As always, I was eager for her sweet pussy. I dropped right there to my knees. Once again I saw the sperm trailing down the inside of her thighs. I grabbed both her legs and started lapping up his and her juices that were running out of her. I worked my way from her knees, up her thighs, to her bald pussy, and immediately shoved my hungry mouth against her pussy lips and inserted my tongue.
"Maybe I should head on out of here." Prakash said.
"Do you really have to, Prakash? Why don't you at least stay and finish your drink? We won't bother him. I'm sure he's out until morning." Neha said.
"In that case you don't have to ask me twice." he responded with a smirk.
Things then got quiet, so I lifted my eye lids slightly to see what was happening. I could see them by the light of the television. They were both sitting there with a drink in one hand. Her other hand was on his jean covered leg and his other hand was caressing her bare thigh. They were just staring at each other as he massaged the smooth skin on her leg, moving further up under her nighty with each stroke. Prakash moved towards her and kissed her as his hand moved all the way up under her nightie. As they kissed, Neha gasped slightly and I knew he was feeling her sweet married pussy for the second time that night. After a while she pushed his hand away and stood up and threw off her nightie. As I suspected there were no panties. She looked so beautiful standing completely nude in front of my best friend. He stood up too and got out of his clothes as quickly as he possibly could. It was then, through my squinted eyes that I got a good view of how big he really was. He was as thick as I remembered from the lake, but much longer. They embraced and kissed with his massive bare tool pinned between them. Their hands were moving up and down and all around each others bodies as their passion intensified. My own cock wasn't as big as his, but inside my jeans at that moment it had to have been harder as it strained to get out.
Neha then pushed Prakash back towards the couch and he sat down. She got down on the floor between his knees and took his massive cock into her hands. She lowered her lips to his cock and circled her tongue around its swollen head. I watched in awe as she slowly lowered her mouth down the length of his shaft. I was stunned as her lips moved lower and lower along his shaft until finally her entire face was pressed against his hairy belly and his cock was fully lodged within her throat. I found myself wondering if the ease at which she did that meant that she had already sucked him off like that two nights before. What an erotic sight it was watching her bob up and down on another man's cock, then go down to lick his balls, then drag her tongue back up along the length, and start bobbing up and down again. Prakash was laid back with his eyes closed and breathing heavily in obvious appreciation of the pleasure my wife was providing him.
Neha had enough of sucking before he was able to cum. I'm sure her jaws were tired from trying to service that huge thing. She then stood up and climbed on top of the couch and straddled his legs as her lips joined his in another kiss. Prakash's cock, now slick with Neha's saliva was pinned between them. She took her time. I think she wanted to give me a show. Neha pulled herself up and wrapped her hand around his shaft and aimed it at her pussy. Prakash's burning love muscle was now less than an inch from her pussy that had been soaking wet all night with desire. The first time Prakash fucked Neha at the hotel I wasn't able to see his cock as it invaded my wife's once faithful womb. This time, for the very first time, I was about to witness another man's cock enjoy the warm wet feeling that only a short time ago was only felt by me.
Once again, there were no condoms. Nature was simply taking its course. The virile and fertile alpha male was making his conquest. Did Prakash just assume Neha was on the pill? Did he care? He planted his seed inside my wife numerous times the other night and appeared ready, willing, and able to try and inseminate her again. As she lowered herself, I was watching intently as the tip of his bare cock first made contact with her pussy lips, and then slowly pushed past them and into her wetness. Slowly she took him into her body until he was firmly seated inside her. His hands were on her breasts and their tongues were exploring each others mouths. Neha sat there moving her hips from side to side slowly as they kissed. I wondered to myself if she was trying to adjust to his size.
Neha remained that way for a short while, and then slowly started moving her body up and down on his cock. Prakash was leaning back enjoying the sensation of Neha's pussy working on his cock for about five minutes before I noticed her breathing becoming labored. His engorged cock must have been pounding against her cervix in the position she was in. She gasped "Oh Prakash" as her body went into convulsion in the throes of an enormous orgasm. When she came back to earth, she giggled, got up and told him to get up. She then got on the couch and lay on her back. Prakash quickly got between her legs and thrust his cock back into her.
"Easy there my hero." she gasped. "I'm still a little sore from what you gave me the other night."
With Prakash face down on her, I could now open my eyes fully. In doing so, I found Prakash nibbling at her neck. His ass was steadily moving up and down and his thick veined baby-maker was pumping in and out of her, while his enormous sperm filled balls were slapping against her ass. Neha's hands were clenching his shoulders. Her legs were wrapped tightly around his. She was staring me in the eyes. She smiled briefly, but she was too lost in the pleasure she was receiving from Prakash to worry about me. Each time Prakash thrust his cock in, her eyes would close. Prakash's body was sweaty and he was obviously lost in the gift of pleasure that my wife was so willingly providing him. Both of them were breathing intensely. The only thing I could see was Prakash's cock, covered in Neha's sweet juices, as his body got closer and closer to the eruption that would send millions of his seed into my wife's awaiting and unprotected womb. The only thing I could hear was their rhythmic gasps and groans as they enjoyed what each other had to offer. The only thing I could smell was the fragrant smell of their lovemaking that permeated the entire room.
Finally it happened. "I can't stop." He gasped.
Neha opened her eyes and looked at me as she said to him softly. "Don't stop. I need it. Give it to me, Prakash. I want all of you inside me Baby".
He immediately tensed up. Neha's wide spread legs were still locked around Prakash's and were now drawing up as tight as she could get them. Neha reached down with her delicate hands and pulled tight on his ass to draw him deeper into her womb. Prakash began to moan softly. I watched intently as his cock began to pulse and his body began to shake. Each pulse was sending more and more of his hot sperm into my wife. Neha's body began shaking intensely. I felt my own cock that desperately wanted to take Prakash's place inside of my wife and found it was leaking precum all over the inside of my shorts. The culmination of their combined efforts had resulted in what appeared to be pure ecstasy for both of them. Once their shaking ceased, Neha relaxed and Prakash's cock, no longer pulsing, was now moving ever so slow inside her. I'm sure, at that moment, he hoped he would never have to withdraw.
Finally, Neha was fully relaxed and she tapped Prakash on the shoulders and they both got up. Then she did something totally unexpected. She took him by the hand and led him upstairs. When they reached the top I heard on bedroom door shut. I got up and quietly went up the stairs near the door. It was a few minutes before I could hear anything. When I did it was the bed shaking. Then I heard Neha in a loud voice.
"Oh shit that feels so good Prakash. I love it when you fuck me like that. You're so damn big!"
I couldn't believe he was hard again already! I also couldn't believe my wife had turned in to such cock hound. They weren't trying to keep quiet this time. For what seemed like an hour, I sat there with my own cock trying to burst out of my shorts listening to my wife tell my best friend what a great lover he was as he pleasured her. In between her praise of him she screamed out through three orgasms. I then heard Prakash. "Oh shit Neha! Oh shit! You're so hot! I'm gonna cum again!"
Neha's voice then rang out. "Oh yes Prakash. Do it. Deeper, Prakash. Get deeper. I want it all the way in. Cum inside me again, Prakash."
Prakash then lets out a guttural. "OHHHHH!"
I hear Neha yell. "OH FUCK!" as they were both obviously cumming again simultaneously.
They became silent for a while and then I heard them starting to move around, so I quickly went back down to my chair. Good thing I did because I heard the bedroom door open and saw their naked bodies coming back down to the living room.
Neha told Prakash. "You had better go now so I can put him to bed."
Prakash asked. "When can I see you again?"
Neha giggled out. "You mean. When can you fuck me again?"
Prakash grinned and said "That too for sure."
She went up to him and wrapped her arms around him and kissed him. They were only a couple of feet from me. From where I was sitting I could see the evidence of their copulation. There was a trail of sperm running down each of her legs. I was mesmerized by how it glistened on her tan thighs in the dim light. Neha then pulled away and gathered up Prakash's clothes. He quickly threw them on and left.
I immediately asked her why she took him upstairs behind closed doors. "Because, silly. He was a little shy. You got to watch him fuck me. I wanted you to hear him fuck me too."
She's so considerate. I got out of my clothes as fast as I could and grabbed her and held her as tight as I could while we kissed. As always, I was eager for her sweet pussy. I dropped right there to my knees. Once again I saw the sperm trailing down the inside of her thighs. I grabbed both her legs and started lapping up his and her juices that were running out of her. I worked my way from her knees, up her thighs, to her bald pussy, and immediately shoved my hungry mouth against her pussy lips and inserted my tongue.