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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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The plan was I'd leave it a week or so then order another takeaway, he only did deliveries on a Saturday. To wet my wife's appetite I started sending her pics of Indian guys I'd found online, we watched interracial porn, we fantasised about what it would be like.
Finally the night arrived, he'd texted me confirming he was working. The wife was in her bathrobe, glass of wine in hand watching TV when the doorbell went. I felt a stirring in my boxers and stood quick heading for the door so she wouldn't see my excitement. She called out she'd get the plates ready, we had a separate dinning room so I answered the door and me and him headed into the lounge.
We settled on the sofa, she was bustling about then went quite, after a few seconds she called out 'everything ok was it the food' I said everything was fine and asked her come into the lounge. As she came in me and him cuddled up and started kissing. I heard her gasp and swear, looking over at her I could see by look in her face she was part surprised and part turned on. I smiled and said 'you'd be surprised at the extras on offer at the Indian these days' and moved aside do there was a space between us.
She wasted no time sitting down looking from me to him. I said 'surprise' and she kissed me and turned to our guest and began kissing him. I got off the sofa and gave them room, her bathrobe was already open and he was working in her tits, her nipples hard, her moans becoming breathless. She had his belt undone and was trying to pull his trousers off, they were both squirming, kissing, grunts and groans. Finally she had his cock out, I was so turned on at the sight of her hard around his brown dick, rubbing, wanking, pulling the skin back exposing the knobhead. He had his hand between her legs his fingers working on her cunt whilst sucking on her tit. She pushed him away stood and pulled the robe off while he slid his trouser down, she pushed him back and straddled him lowering her cunt onto his brown cock.... |
