After a very stressful week, weekend had finally arrived, we had planned a party for Saturday. Saturday morning Priyanka got dressed wearing her gorgeous black saree with her matching low cut blouse and a white bra under it. She was very beautiful and sexy in that outfit. We had a great party and barbeque with that continued on into Saturday night. There was lots of beer and drinks with plenty of food, dancing and swimming, just a general good time. Must have been about 50 people over that night, people were everywhere. Priyanka my wife loves to socialize and have a good time, and the more she drinks the more she likes to flirt. I'd never really minded all that much; I just made sure to keep a close watch on her so she didn't get herself in trouble. We'd been married about 11 years, she was in her late 30's and beautiful, her figure was modest, with nice but not overly large breast, she had a nice ass and she like to show it off. The guys never objected to her flirting, and some of the wives didn't really care, but most kept a closer eye on their husbands than I did her. She started the day in her black saree with low cut blouse and her black hair pulled back in a pony tail, but somewhere in the evening she lost the pony tail and her shoulder length hair lay about her face in a wavy fashion. I also notice she'd lost the tidiness of her dress by the end of the night.
It must have been after midnight when everyone left, Nikhil and his friend Manish were the only ones left there. Nikhil was my office colleague. Nikhil's wife had been out of town for the week and I missed seeing her, she was a cute and sexy lady whom I flirted and danced with quite a lot. Nikhil and I knew each other for years, but I had met Manish only once or twice before, though he seemed a nice enough guy. Nikhil was about the same height as me, six foot, and had wavy black hair and a muscular build, more than me. Manish wore his black hair short and worked out more than either of us. I got us all beers and turned on a Salman Khan movie for us to watch, some action flick. Priyanka was not interested at all, and she had drunken herself to the state of passing out. I sat on the couch as she laid down at the other end of the couch and she was out just like that. I was really feeling the effects of all the drinking too and was thinking about lying down myself. I looked over at Priyanka and she was really out, she laid on her side facing the back of the couch, her ass was almost to the edge of the couch, her gorgeous black saree came down to mid thigh but nothing was showing. I gazed for a minute wondering if I should attempt to move her to the bedroom and then decided to go to the bathroom first. The other two guys were in the recliners facing away from the couch, the lights were off and only the TV lit up the room. I got up and went to the bathroom, I was standing in front of the toilet when I began to get really dizzy, the drinks were really taking their toll on me.
I don't remember much after that till I woke up in my bedroom. I don't know what woke me, a sound, a light, I wasn't sure. I stood up from the bed and noticed Priyanka wasn't there and remember leaving her in the living room passed out. I must have came to bed after going to the bathroom, I usually strip down and sleep nude, and I was standing there naked, so I guess I had gone to bed on auto pilot for the night. I looked at the clock and it was after 2 in the morning and I could hear the TV going. I thought to myself I'd go in and turn off the TV and get Priyanka to bed. When I walked into the hallway leading to the living room I heard voices and paused at the door to the living room to see what was going on. The TV was playing a movie, one of the porns I had, and Nikhil was sitting on the edge of the couch next to Priyanka's head, Manish was sitting by her feet. There were talking about something. I thought to myself, I'd better go get some pants on and run the off for the night when Manish stopped me in my tracks.
Manish had just lifted up Priyanka's saree and petticoat to expose her ass. She was wearing that black g-string I had gotten her and he simply pulled up the saree with its petticoat and exposed her entire ass. I wasn't sure what to do, I needed to get dressed, but I couldn't take my eyes off what I was seeing. I was still groggy and couldn't believe these two guys were checking out my wife's ass in my living room.
"What are you doing Manish?" Nikhil asked anxiously, "Dilip could come in here any moment, he'd kill us over messing with his wife."
"Naw," Manish answered, "He's out like a light lying naked on his bed, I just check on him when I went to the bathroom." With that he began to rub Priyanka's ass, first one check and then the other. "What a beautiful ass! Here, feel how firm." I thought that must have been what woke me up, this guy came into my bedroom because he wanted to mess with my wife and not get caught.
"You sure Dilip's out?" Nikhil asked while he joined Manish in feeling of my wife's ass and running a finger up and down her ass crack. Nikhil was not only my colleague but also a close friend, but it seemed given the opportunity he wasn't that great of a friend.
"Yeah," he said as he tired to run a hand up the side of Priyanka's saree but it was too tight to reach very far. "Hey, remove her dress."
"What?" Nikhil answered, "Are you crazy, she'll wake up." Nikhil moved his hand up onto her saree like that was exactly what he wanted to do.
"No she won't." Manish answered. "She wasn't as gone at Sunita's party as she was tonight and Dilip had to carry her out like a sack of potatoes and she never stirred, just remove it." He commanded Nikhil.
"Alright." He said lowly and he began to work with the blouse buttons down my wife's back. He slowly removed all the buttons one by one and exposed her back and her white strapless bra. He reached up and unhooked the bra without Manish asking him to. I could see Manish's hand move up under her saree to her breast and he began to fondle them under the half removed blouse. I was standing there naked just out of sight and I could feel my cock beginning to get hard watching these two guys molesting my wife. I knew I needed to stop them before it went too far, but I seemed glued to the spot I stood in. I couldn't walk in there naked and I couldn't seem to leave to go find where my pants were, so I just stood there watching and holding my hardening cock with my hand slowly stoking it.
"Let's turn her on her back." Manish said as he pulled out his hand out of her button removed blouse and bra.
"I want to see her breasts."
"We're gonna wake here for sure." Nikhil answered as he stood over her to help turn her.
"I doubt it." Manish answered as he lifted her hips and legs and began to turn her onto her back. Nikhil lifted her head and shoulders and between the two of them they laid her on her back, her eyes were closed and she seemed to stir a little, but they didn't take too much notice. Manish pulled the half opened blouse and bra down to her arms and off. I wasn't that far away and I could see nipples were hard from where I stood, both her breast were pearl in color with dark black pencil eraser sized nipples and when hard the tips stood out enough to make themselves know even through a bra much to her embarrassment on many occasions. Manish began cupping one and Nikhil was helping himself to the other. They tweaked the nipples and rubbed them, and then Nikhil began sucking the one closest to him. My cock was completely hard now watching these guys and I noticed I was pumping a little too much, so I stopped my hand from moving and just squeezed my cock to avoid shooting cum all over the carpet. I had a couple of years okay fantasized about my wife getting fucked by someone else, the idea came up every now and then, but she would hear nothing of all that. That had all gotten started when two guys she knew from her previous office tried to seduce her and she managed to get away with just a little fondling. But now, watching these guys play with my wife's breasts made me really horny. I use to fantasize about those two of her old office colleagues fucking her while we fucked, but if I brought it up she'd tell me I was a freak and she'd never let anything like that happen.
As I watched Manish let go of her breast and lifted up the front of her saree exposing the see through black g-string. He stared down at her pussy through the black lace and began to run a finger over the top of her pussy lips. "Man she's dressed to fuck!" he told Nikhil as Nikhil looked on. Then Manish hooked the sides of her g-string and began to pull them down. He pulled them off her hips and down her thighs and over her ankles and dropped them on the floor. Nikhil watched licking his lips as Manish pulled her legs apart, one leg he propped up against the back of the couch bent at the knee and the other leg he set off the couch on the floor, her pussy was wide open for both of them to look at. They both stared for a moment then Manish reached down and began to light touch the lips of her cunt. I saw her jump a little and wondered how asleep she really was, but then considered that she was just reacting in her sleep from the touch because her face was still relaxed and her eyes closed.
Nikhil went back to sucking her breast and playing with the other as Manish inserted a finger between the folds of her cunt, he apparently found her clit right away because she began to breather harder and to moan slightly, then he inserted a finger into her pussy. I thought to myself, I need to stop them before they fuck Priyanka while she's passed out, but still I didn't move. I watched Manish finger fuck her with first one finger then two and I stood there naked, my cock throbbing hoping deep inside she wouldn't wake up. After a few minutes Manish moved his head down between Priyanka's legs and began to suck her pussy. Priyanka really loved it when I went down on her, she would often push my head down between her legs begging me to suck her pussy.
It must have been after midnight when everyone left, Nikhil and his friend Manish were the only ones left there. Nikhil was my office colleague. Nikhil's wife had been out of town for the week and I missed seeing her, she was a cute and sexy lady whom I flirted and danced with quite a lot. Nikhil and I knew each other for years, but I had met Manish only once or twice before, though he seemed a nice enough guy. Nikhil was about the same height as me, six foot, and had wavy black hair and a muscular build, more than me. Manish wore his black hair short and worked out more than either of us. I got us all beers and turned on a Salman Khan movie for us to watch, some action flick. Priyanka was not interested at all, and she had drunken herself to the state of passing out. I sat on the couch as she laid down at the other end of the couch and she was out just like that. I was really feeling the effects of all the drinking too and was thinking about lying down myself. I looked over at Priyanka and she was really out, she laid on her side facing the back of the couch, her ass was almost to the edge of the couch, her gorgeous black saree came down to mid thigh but nothing was showing. I gazed for a minute wondering if I should attempt to move her to the bedroom and then decided to go to the bathroom first. The other two guys were in the recliners facing away from the couch, the lights were off and only the TV lit up the room. I got up and went to the bathroom, I was standing in front of the toilet when I began to get really dizzy, the drinks were really taking their toll on me.
I don't remember much after that till I woke up in my bedroom. I don't know what woke me, a sound, a light, I wasn't sure. I stood up from the bed and noticed Priyanka wasn't there and remember leaving her in the living room passed out. I must have came to bed after going to the bathroom, I usually strip down and sleep nude, and I was standing there naked, so I guess I had gone to bed on auto pilot for the night. I looked at the clock and it was after 2 in the morning and I could hear the TV going. I thought to myself I'd go in and turn off the TV and get Priyanka to bed. When I walked into the hallway leading to the living room I heard voices and paused at the door to the living room to see what was going on. The TV was playing a movie, one of the porns I had, and Nikhil was sitting on the edge of the couch next to Priyanka's head, Manish was sitting by her feet. There were talking about something. I thought to myself, I'd better go get some pants on and run the off for the night when Manish stopped me in my tracks.
Manish had just lifted up Priyanka's saree and petticoat to expose her ass. She was wearing that black g-string I had gotten her and he simply pulled up the saree with its petticoat and exposed her entire ass. I wasn't sure what to do, I needed to get dressed, but I couldn't take my eyes off what I was seeing. I was still groggy and couldn't believe these two guys were checking out my wife's ass in my living room.
"What are you doing Manish?" Nikhil asked anxiously, "Dilip could come in here any moment, he'd kill us over messing with his wife."
"Naw," Manish answered, "He's out like a light lying naked on his bed, I just check on him when I went to the bathroom." With that he began to rub Priyanka's ass, first one check and then the other. "What a beautiful ass! Here, feel how firm." I thought that must have been what woke me up, this guy came into my bedroom because he wanted to mess with my wife and not get caught.
"You sure Dilip's out?" Nikhil asked while he joined Manish in feeling of my wife's ass and running a finger up and down her ass crack. Nikhil was not only my colleague but also a close friend, but it seemed given the opportunity he wasn't that great of a friend.
"Yeah," he said as he tired to run a hand up the side of Priyanka's saree but it was too tight to reach very far. "Hey, remove her dress."
"What?" Nikhil answered, "Are you crazy, she'll wake up." Nikhil moved his hand up onto her saree like that was exactly what he wanted to do.
"No she won't." Manish answered. "She wasn't as gone at Sunita's party as she was tonight and Dilip had to carry her out like a sack of potatoes and she never stirred, just remove it." He commanded Nikhil.
"Alright." He said lowly and he began to work with the blouse buttons down my wife's back. He slowly removed all the buttons one by one and exposed her back and her white strapless bra. He reached up and unhooked the bra without Manish asking him to. I could see Manish's hand move up under her saree to her breast and he began to fondle them under the half removed blouse. I was standing there naked just out of sight and I could feel my cock beginning to get hard watching these two guys molesting my wife. I knew I needed to stop them before it went too far, but I seemed glued to the spot I stood in. I couldn't walk in there naked and I couldn't seem to leave to go find where my pants were, so I just stood there watching and holding my hardening cock with my hand slowly stoking it.
"Let's turn her on her back." Manish said as he pulled out his hand out of her button removed blouse and bra.
"I want to see her breasts."
"We're gonna wake here for sure." Nikhil answered as he stood over her to help turn her.
"I doubt it." Manish answered as he lifted her hips and legs and began to turn her onto her back. Nikhil lifted her head and shoulders and between the two of them they laid her on her back, her eyes were closed and she seemed to stir a little, but they didn't take too much notice. Manish pulled the half opened blouse and bra down to her arms and off. I wasn't that far away and I could see nipples were hard from where I stood, both her breast were pearl in color with dark black pencil eraser sized nipples and when hard the tips stood out enough to make themselves know even through a bra much to her embarrassment on many occasions. Manish began cupping one and Nikhil was helping himself to the other. They tweaked the nipples and rubbed them, and then Nikhil began sucking the one closest to him. My cock was completely hard now watching these guys and I noticed I was pumping a little too much, so I stopped my hand from moving and just squeezed my cock to avoid shooting cum all over the carpet. I had a couple of years okay fantasized about my wife getting fucked by someone else, the idea came up every now and then, but she would hear nothing of all that. That had all gotten started when two guys she knew from her previous office tried to seduce her and she managed to get away with just a little fondling. But now, watching these guys play with my wife's breasts made me really horny. I use to fantasize about those two of her old office colleagues fucking her while we fucked, but if I brought it up she'd tell me I was a freak and she'd never let anything like that happen.
As I watched Manish let go of her breast and lifted up the front of her saree exposing the see through black g-string. He stared down at her pussy through the black lace and began to run a finger over the top of her pussy lips. "Man she's dressed to fuck!" he told Nikhil as Nikhil looked on. Then Manish hooked the sides of her g-string and began to pull them down. He pulled them off her hips and down her thighs and over her ankles and dropped them on the floor. Nikhil watched licking his lips as Manish pulled her legs apart, one leg he propped up against the back of the couch bent at the knee and the other leg he set off the couch on the floor, her pussy was wide open for both of them to look at. They both stared for a moment then Manish reached down and began to light touch the lips of her cunt. I saw her jump a little and wondered how asleep she really was, but then considered that she was just reacting in her sleep from the touch because her face was still relaxed and her eyes closed.
Nikhil went back to sucking her breast and playing with the other as Manish inserted a finger between the folds of her cunt, he apparently found her clit right away because she began to breather harder and to moan slightly, then he inserted a finger into her pussy. I thought to myself, I need to stop them before they fuck Priyanka while she's passed out, but still I didn't move. I watched Manish finger fuck her with first one finger then two and I stood there naked, my cock throbbing hoping deep inside she wouldn't wake up. After a few minutes Manish moved his head down between Priyanka's legs and began to suck her pussy. Priyanka really loved it when I went down on her, she would often push my head down between her legs begging me to suck her pussy.