"Feels good doesn't it." He said softly in her ear. Poroma responded with a hum of pleasure while pushing her pussy up at Rahuls's moving hand, her face was flushed and I could see her lower lip caught in her teeth as she tried to hold back against the sensations flooding over her. "It can feel even better," Rahul carried on, "so much better, all you have to do is say those two little words. You know you want to. Will you say them Poroma?" I don't think my wife could trust her voice because her response was a slow hesitant shake of her head in the negative, Rahul smiled at her response. Then he sank his fingers into her pussy while his mouth went back to her nipple, I watched him finger fuck her slowly until once again Poroma was right on the point of coming. With a grin Rahul sat up, leant over, kissed my wife then slid off the couch to kneel between her open legs. Poroma was breathing hard and heavy as Rahul leant forward to plant a kiss on her pussy while his hands slid up her body to her boobs.

A glance told me that another minute had passed, there was only five minutes remaining and once again I felt a faint hope that my wife might hold out. My wife groaning drew my eyes back to what was happening Rahul was gently blowing on her pussy, his warm breath exciting her, but still not making her climax. Sitting up Rahul reached up to pull Poroma 's face down to his and their lips locked in a kiss of pure passion, his body was pressed to her pussy as they kissed and I could see my wife making little humping motions against him. Laughing Rahul parted their lips and leant back. "Oh no," he grinned down at her while teasing her nipples, "you don't get to cum that easy. Not until you say the magic words. Will you say them?" Poroma bit her lips and shook her head 'no', but her motion was even more hesitant than before and my faint hope faded once more. "We'll see." Rahul grinned as he lowered his head. He ran his tongue all the way along Poroma 's slit in a slow, tantalizing motion and she groaned in pleasure, her lower body pushing up to try and get her pussy tight to Rahul's mouth. For a moment he let her push her pussy against his mouth then he moved back so that just the tip of his tongue was touching her flesh. Rahul's hands were busy teasing, tugging and twisting at Poroma 's nipples while he tormented her with his tongue. With almost a feather-light touch Rahul circled his tongue around Poroma's clitoris then passed it over her sensitive bud. "OHHHHHHH... .. GGGGGGODDDDDDD. ....!" Poroma groaned out at this.

Other than a brief 'no' these were the first words Poroma had spoken since they had started and I knew it was a sign that her resistance was fast crumbling. As did Rahul, once again he circled her clit with his tongue then licked at it a little more firmly which made my wife groan out again. Her whole body seemed to be trembling as she hovered on the very edge of an orgasm, an orgasm Rahul was denying her with consummate skill. My eyes flickered to the stopwatch then back to the action on the couch as my mind tried to understand how a mere minute could have felt like five times that long. "Mmmm, no, no." Poroma started to intone through her groans of frustrated pleasure as Rahul teased her clit with his tongue. There was less than four minutes remaining now and Rahul was playing my wife like a musical instrument, a touch here, a stroke there, a lick or a suck and his actions were driving her crazy. So crazy that she was squirming and writhing to his every touch, desperate to climax but being denied that release by Rahul's careful movements.

Even when he let his tongue push into her oozing hole he did it so slowly that it merely added to the sensations flooding over Poroma without pushing her over the edge into climax. Leaning back Rahul let a brief moment pass so that Poroma would edge down the slope of pleasure she was on then slid a hand down to her pussy. Sliding two fingers into her Rahul began to finger fuck Poroma with slow, gentle thrusts that pushed her right to the very edge and each time she trembled on the verge of cumming he would stop moving. "Say it." Rahul whispered to my wife. Her negative response was barely a single jerk of her head and as she made this response I looked at the stopwatch, there was only two minutes left to go, but could Poroma emulate the character in the story and hold out. Rahul had masterfully kept my wife on the very edge of climaxing for almost five full minutes and I felt sure that Poroma would have to crack soon. As I watched Rahul leant forward again to use his tongue on Poroma 's pussy once again part of me was willing her to hold on, to suffer the exquisite torment and deny Rahul his victory, but at the same time part of me was willing her to crack and say the words 'fuck me'.

Mixed thoughts churned around in my head as I watched Rahul playing with my wife's body; watched the effect his caresses were having on her and listened to her ever louder moan of passion. Time seemed to be standing still as my eyes flickered between the scene on the couch and the stopwatch Sutapa was holding, there were ninety seconds left when Poroma gave a low, guttural shout of sheer frustrated desire. Rahul knelt up, his fingers taking the place of his tongue at Poroma 's pussy, looking into her glazed eyes he smiled, finger fucked her firmly for a few moments then held his fingers still as Poroma responded with a muttered comment none of us could make out. "What was that?" Rahul asked softly. I glance at the stopwatch, there was a scant minute left to go, my eyes went back to my wife's face which was a picture of ecstatic torment. "What did you say Poroma?" Rahul asked again. The breath froze in my chest as I waited in dread and excitement for my wife to reply to Rahul, my eyes flickered to the stopwatch to see forty seconds left then back to the tableaux of Rahul and my wife. Rahul moved his fingers in Poroma 's pussy once, twice then a third time and my wife moaned out. "Fffffuck me!" she gasped out in a low, trembling voice. "Louder, so we can all hear you." Rahul chuckled at Poroma. "FUCK ME YOU ARSEHOLE FUCK ME!" Poroma shout out loudly. Rahul own and I lost. Whatever else he was Rahul certainly knew how to keep a woman from cumming, every time Poroma showed signs of going over the edge he would pause in his motions and wait for her to calm a little, then he would press on.

That was his main tactics. Poroma went to toilet while everyone was silently congratulating Rahul. Everyone was laughing and discussing about the matter. After few more minutes the party started again and everything seems to be normal. Suddenly I found Rahul was saying something to Sutapa and Sutapa said “ok ok I am arranging” and went to upstairs where there bedroom was. I was thinking about what Rahul was asking to her. More than 15 minutes passed by and Poroma was not coming out from the bathroom. So I went to the bathroom to check for her but bathroom was empty. I was puzzled….where is she. Suddenly I found that there was another staircase after the bathroom for going to the 1st floor of the house. After reaching the 1st floor I started to find her. There ware total 4 rooms in the 1st floor and I found her In the last room. Well…..she was inside the room with Rahul. The door was closed but the window was slightly open. By the time I reached behind the window to see what was going on inside, Rahul already had buried his cock in her to the hilt.

Poroma was threshing her head and literally weeping out for release. I understood Rahul is literally taking her trophy and Sutapa went to upstairs for arranging her bedrooms for them. For one moment I thought I will break door of the room, step inside and kick that bustard Rahul in his ass, and put a stop to those events, but a hand on my arm stopped me before I could take the first step. It was Sutopa. “Poroma went into this with her eyes wide open Ranjeet,” She said softly as I looked at her restraining hand then at her face, “she won’t thank you for showing her up by breaking things up.” “Christ Sutapa ,” I gaped at her, “I can’t just stand by and let her be used like some little fuck toy.” “Of course you can,” Sutapa half smiled, “and you will. Look, Rahul is a bastard, but he won’t hurt her, not much anyway.” “Come on Sutapa ,” I protested, “what if it was you there, how do you think Dilip would react?” “He reacted the same way you will. Why don’t you calm down and just enjoy what is happening.” Sutapa said softly. “You …?” I spluttered in surprise. “Yes, me.” Sutapa grinned. “Rahul pulled the same trick on me also, only I didn’t last half as long as Poroma. Ranjeet, believe me, it made sex between Dilip and me much better. It’s only an hour Ranjeet, and an hour you will relish in the future.” “For god shake Sutapa he is fucking my own wife who is the mother our baby” I said looking to her face. It is just a fuck Ranjeet. Think of it like a shake hand.

Two unknown people is trying to join there sexual organ together to know each other better. There body is connected to get some pleasure only nothing more. Rahul is not marrying your wife or taking her away from your baby. Let them have some fun together. Don’t you understand Rahul is like a sex god. Poroma is finding that there are men who can fuck her better than you. Her love for you or the responsibility towards your baby will not be decreased by this incident. I knew there is a possibility that this incident may not end here and Rahul may screw her again and again. You have to take it sportingly. Now don’t disturb them and enjoy. After giving me some more lecture she got back to downstairs. “You know,” Rahul commented as he held his cock still inside my wife, “an hour seems hardly enough to really appreciate a bitch like you.” I could not believe my ears, the man was openly angling to increase the time he had with my wife from an hour to God alone knew how long, nor could I believe that I was going to let him do it.