The next day, at breakfast, as expected, Sriram came down after his bath, still wet. This time, however, he was only wearing a towel. Gayathri smiled at me and with a patient air got him to sit down and started wiping him. This time she did it slowly, and her eyes were on me the whole time as she wiped off his chest. She finally said she was done, and he got up in front of her, and his towel, which was already bulged around his cock, slipped off.
And there it was, his large, hard, throbbing cock, right in front of my wife’s face. It was around four inches larger than my cock, and thicker too. Since he was standing and Gayathri was sitting, his cock was directly in front of her, almost near her mouth. For a moment we were all shocked, then Gayathri blushed and screamed.
“Aaaiyyaayoo vizhindhuduthoo towel ,eeshwaraa, enna pannaradhu ippo, ellam openaa theyrinjuduthoo” (Oh ! God, the towel has fallen down, what can I do everything is in the open) Gayathri cried in brahminical slang. In spite of so many years in the USA , her Iyer slang had not changed a bit, intact it had become worse.
Sriram casually apologized and tied his towel back around his waist. I assured him it was alright and told him to go change. Gayathri had the slight shivers, and I hugged her tight to me and told her it was okay.
That night, when we were in bed, talk inevitably drifted towards the incident of the morning.
“Gayathri, it must have been such a shock for you when his towel slipped off this morning?”
Gayathri blushed and said, “Yes Nana, I didn’t expect it at all. His thing was so huge.”
Now I became a little defensive.
“It wasn’t all that big Gayathri,”
Gayathri is a very spirited girl. Argue with her and she is ready with a counter argument.
“Oh Nana, don’t be silly. It was almost twice the size of this,” she said, caressing my stiffening cock.
“It was almost in my face, so I would know best! From what I remember, it was much thicker than this too.”
She squeezed my cock as she said that. Now I was slightly pouting, and she decided to tease me a little more.
“You know, the other girls would tell me stories about him back in college. That he really knows how to satisfy a girl. And that he can do it for an hour without break.”
I myself could go for about 20 minutes, which is respectable, but not great.
“Looking at his body and his – thing, there might have been some truth in those stories after all!”
At this point, I got mad and grabbed her, and we rolled over. She laughed as I squeezed her boobs with force. Her laughter turned to moans under my squeezes and she grabbed my cock and positioned me to enter her. She moaned uncontrollably as we fucked hard that night, quite unlike our usual soft love making.
The next day was a Saturday, so we all woke up late. I went down to the garage to tune my car and had my hands full of grease when I heard Gayathri calling me.
“I’m working on the car, dear. Can you get Sriram to do it?”
“No Narayan, could you just come here. It won’t take long.”
“Sorry dear, my hands are full of grease. Wait for a while or call Sriram.”
“Ugh, alright, if that’s what you want.”
Then I heard her call Sriram. I finished up in another 5 minutes and headed to our room, and I was a bit shocked by what I saw. Gayathri was standing in our bedroom in blouse and petticoat, Sriram just off to her side. Her blouse was unhooked at the back, showing her black lacy bra. She must have wanted me to just come and hook up the blouse.
Gayathri looked extremely sexy standing there: her smooth creamy waist was exposed. Her midriff has always driven me crazy, making me want to lick it immediately. Her waist, with the slight fold of flesh, was just waiting to be pinched. Her ass was looking full and round in the petticoat, just begging for a spanking. I had seen her wear this blouse before, and it is very low cut. Because of his height, I knew Sriram would be able to see down her blouse and look at her milky boobs. The whole scene was making me very hot.
The two had not noticed me enter the house. As I watched, Sriram said something to Gayathri and she nodded and raised her hands over her head. This made her boobs even more enticing. Sriram pulled Gayathri close to him and hooked up the blouse. I was quite sure that her ass would have felt his huge cock. To his credit, he didn’t try to prolong the moment or anything. He finished hooking, and Gayathri thanked him and asked him to leave. Before he turned around, I went back to the garage and walked into the house a little later. Gayathri had finished dressing and was looking radiant in the saree when I came back in.
We went out for lunch and had a nice time chatting. When we came back, after Sriram had gone to his room, I dragged Gayathri to the bedroom and started kissing her. She responded back and we ended up on the bed kissing nude. Gayathri loves to have her neck kissed and sucked. As I was doing that I asked her why she had wanted me earlier in the day.
I felt her nipple stiffen under my hand as she replied, “To hook my blouse, Narayan! You were too busy so I asked Sriram to do it.”
I pretended ignorance and outrage. “You mean he saw you without your blouse?”
She laughed and replied, “No you silly man. He didn’t see anything. I was in blouse and petticoat. I just showed him my back and he hooked it up and left.”
I remembered the scene itself, Gayathri standing there with her luscious back and jutting ass, just begging to be taken.
“Wow, you must have looked so sexy Gayathri! I’m sure he would have been turned on, even if he couldn’t help it! Any man would.”
“Mmmm yes he was actually Narayan”.
“How would you know Gayathri, didn’t you just have your back to him the whole time?”
I nibbled on her neck as I said this.
“Mmm, that feels so good darling. I didn’t see anything baby. But I felt his thing on my butt.”
I started caressing her wet pussy by now. “How did it feel baby?”
She grabbed my hand and started guiding my pressure on her wet pussy.
“It was so hard baby, like an – iron rod. And I could feel its thickness too.”
“How did you react darling?”
“What could I do Narayan? I just ignored it. Besides, I think he couldn’t control it. He didn’t try to push it or anything. He was quite decent.”
Quite decent? My wife in her blouse and petticoat just got her ass felt up by a guy’s cock. I wondered how quickly she was adapting to the sexy nature of things in our house, after that towel incident. She was all shaken up then, and had actually shivered until I had hugged her and soothed her. Now she is talking about his cock on her ass so casually!
I was torn inside between the rampant sexiness of it all, and the jealousy that was rising because this Sriram had seen my wife the way only I had seen until now. He obviously lusted after her, but it seemed she was okay with that. The confusion overpowered me and I felt the need for some violence. I grabbed Gayathri by the hair and forced her into the doggie position on the bed. She moaned freely as I pounded her wet and sopping pussy hard.
“ Dei Nanaa , ennaddaa ippadi yennoda pundayyai iddikaraey, naekku evvalavu nanna irrukkunnu nokku engaey theyriyya poradhu ayyo eeaswaraa”.(Hey Nana, why are you pounding my pussy like this, do you know that it is really good for me , Oh god !!!)
Narayan was shocked at her slutty tamil interspaced with her tambrahm lingo.he had never seen this side of Gayathri.
For the first time in many months, she orgasmed before me, letting out a violent moan as her body convulsed around my hard cock. All this talk and her cunt hugging my cock was too much for me, and I came as well, flooding her love tunnel with my man juice.
Afterwards, when we woke up, it was like we were waking up after our first night. Gayathri’s hair was disheveled and her body had marks at the places where I had grabbed her creamy flesh. But she had this satisfied glow and beamed down upon me, her heavy breasts rising and falling with her breath. Avvaloda creamy and fair chinna odambhu and avva breastum pink nippleum
greek goddess maaddiri irrundhaa.(Her creamy and fair petite frame, her breast and pink nipples made her look like a greek goddess)
She kissed me and whispered, “That was so good Narayan. What got into you? I loved being roughly handled like that. Do you know what a woman really enjoys? Being dominated by the man she loves. That was so good Nana. Do that to me often you idiot.”
With that, she climbed off the bed and headed towards the shower. I watched as her sexy hips swung as she walked to the bathroom. If she only knew that the image driving that violence was of Sriram fucking her brutally, his dark tanned muscular body in contrast with the fair fleshy curvy treasures, she might not be so happy, or I wonder, would she.
Gayathri was in a very horny and playful mood after our violent love making. After her bath, she did something that she knew throws me over the edge – she wore a skirt. When I stepped out after my own bath, I was treated to the image of Gayathri standing there demurely, with a tight tank top and a short skirt which came up to the middle of her sexy thighs. Because Gayathri usually wears sarees all the time, her legs are never shown. I’ve argued with her about it a lot since she has the sexiest legs: long and well toned. Gayathri’s whole body is well toned and flexible. Her legs especially so. Any man looking at her legs will want to run his hands over the smooth skin, spank her ass, and fuck the hell out of her. She knew this very well.
She came to me and innocently asked me, “Am I looking good?”
I pulled her in and kissed her for an answer. She broke apart and stepped back, “Ah Ah Ah, not until tonight mister.”
Her eyes went to the bulge in my towel and she said, “Keep that hard for me until night and then take me my dear lover.”
Though I approved of the sexy dress, I thought she had forgotten that we had a house guest.
“What about Sriram?”
Her face clouded over instantly, showing that she had not thought of it at all. My heart melted as she looked crestfallen. ayyayoo ippadi poyuduthoo ivva muham , paavam.(Oh !! her face has become like this)
I took her in my arms and said, “Hey it is okay. People here dress like this all the time, even worse, so Sriram will have gotten used to it.”
She looked up and said, “Are you sure? You don’t mind him looking at my legs? nee apporam complain pannapdaadhoo”. ( you shouldn’t complain later )
I smiled, “of course I mind, but I know you picked out this dress with a lot of desire, I don’t want to disappoint you darling. Naan chonna nee kaekkavaa poraey” ( If I say , when do you listen )
Now she also smiled and said, “Thanks dear. Hmm yes I know you love skirts, that’s why I picked this one.”
She put her hand over my cock, “Oh you’re so hard. Mmmm. enna daa skimpy skirtnnu shonnonaey ippadi ayuduthu unnoda cockku” (what daa ! the minute I said skimpy skirt your cock has become like this).
Then she came to her senses and said, “Let me go make dinner darling. Dress and come.”
I put on tee shirt and shorts, and made my way to the hall. Sriram was apparently still bathing, so I started watching TV. He came down a little while later. After the towel-cock incident, he had made sure to dry himself up properly before coming into the room. He sat down with me, and we started chatting. His eyes literally popped out of their socket when Gayathri came to serve us snacks. His eyes went from her toes to her milky thighs. Then they rested on her boobs, which were showing a little cleavage out of the tank top.
Sriram,” Gayathri collegella ippadi ellam dress poda maattiyae, only chudi , illaeynna salwar dhan. Aanaa oru naal nee half saree kattikittu vandhiyaey, onnoda kalarukkum , iddupukkum ella boysum onna pathidhan paechu.”(Gayathri, you never use to wear such dresses in college , only Churidar. But one day you wore a saree and for your colour and sexy waist all boys were drooling over you).
We were sitting on opposite sofas. When Gayathri bent to serve me, I could see him looking at her hot ass through the flimsy skirt. I had a mental image of Sriram bending Gayathri over a table and fucking her.
Narayan was thinking, ,“Dei, ippadiyaa ennoda pondatiya pappaey, kannalaeyyaey avala fuck panniduva polla irrukku”( Hey, Will you see my wife like this, looks like you will fuck her with your eyes itself).
My already hard cock gave a jolt. Gayathri smiled at my cock and seductively licked her lips, then winked at me and went to serve him. He was also hard, with his legs apart, and his huge bulge clearly showing. When she bent to serve him, she blocked my view, but I was sure that he would be looking at her cleavage. Gayathri said, “Enjoy” and left for the kitchen. We both watched her sexily walk away.
I was getting jealous and hot watching all this. This bastard had now seen Gayathri’s cleavage, back, and her sexy legs too. Will this end with him seeing her fully? If only he didn’t have a huge cock and a muscular body. My jealousy overpowered my heat, and I resolved to do something about this.
We had dinner, with Sriram taking every opportunity to ogle at Gayathri. Gayathri was aware of both his looks and his bulge but seemed to take it in stride. I wanted the day to end as quickly as possible, and get my loving wife away from the eyes of Sriram. However, it was not meant to be. Since Gayathri was in a playful mood, after dinner, she suggested we dance to some music. Previously, before Sriram, we would dance outrageously, and end up having sex in the living room itself.
Today, I wasn’t in that much of a mood to dance, and so just complied for a little bit. After I was done, Sriram asked if he could dance with Gayathri. There was no way to refuse without being impolite, so I conceded and Gayathri accepted his offer. I was very anxious: my sexy wife in this skimpy costume dancing with this! But the dance was very decent, and they kept their distance as they danced the Waltz in our living room.
After some time, Sriram suggested that they speed it up a bit. Gayathri agreed and went to put on some salsa. Salsa is Latin American dance, and it is inherently very sexy. Gayathri was soon spinning across the room, and we were treated to her black panties as her skirt twirled. Her creamy thighs were a sight to see and they invited you to put your hands over them and feel her sexy skin. I could see slight breathlessness and a hint of blush in her as she danced.
Soon Sriram started doing moves which involved him putting his hands on her thighs and holding her from time to time. I was sure he was in heaven, enjoying the well-toned legs of my wife, right in front of me. His other move involved a twirl and pulling Gayathri to him so that her soft firm boobs were crushed against his hairy chest. There were also moves where the sequence would end with him pushing against her: I am sure she felt his engorged cock on her pussy and ass.
Gayathri’s cheeks grew more and more flushed as she danced. There was a sequence where each person quickly runs their hands over the other person’s body. When he did it, he made sure his hands touched her swollen boobs and lightly over her pussy. In her turn, her hands ran right over his cock, so it looked like she was caressing the length of it. When the music reached its crescendo, they ended with him picking up Gayathri, and she wrapping his legs around his waist: in effect driving her pussy against his hardness.
By then, I was hot and hard. I clapped hard as they finished and Gayathri climbed off his hardness, very flushed. Her nipples were both hard and pointing out from the tank top. She ran to me and hugged me, and I felt how hot she was.
We immediately said goodnight and retired to bed. As soon as we were inside the bedroom, Gayathri pulled me onto her, kissing me hard and rubbing herself on me. We lost no time in getting naked and Gayathri pulled my cock to her.
Narayan,” ennadi ippadi vaeshamum pannariyaey, onnoda pundai ennoda cockaey ippadi izhukardhu” (what your cunt is literally sucking my cock in) . Her pussy was soaking wet and pulled in my cock almost hungrily. Gayathri locked her legs around and pulled me into her with each thrust. She was also thrusting her hips so that my cock reached the deepest points within her. She was moaning heavily with each thrust.
“Aah aah aaah harder Narayan, aah.” Dei ivvalavu deeppa nee vittadhey illaey , onnodda poolu
shemmayyaa irrukku, vegamma okku daa , innum vegamma”.( hey you have never pushed so deep, your cock is terrific, fuck me faster , even more, faster!!).
I was mad with lust after seeing the sexy dance and told her, “Gayathri your dance with Sriram was soo sexy. I enjoyed it a lot.”
“Aaah oh Yeah, Yes, he knows how to handle a woman! Aaah ya.”
“He also got aroused by the dance Gayathri”
“Aaah aah Nana! fuck me faster. Ungh — yes, he was so hard while we were dancing.”
“Did you feel it baby?”
“AAah, aaah how could I not Narayan? You saw the steps.”
“ Avanodda bella ennoda kundillaey kuthindae irrundhudhu” ( his cock was pushing into my pussy )
“How did it feel darling? Nanna irrundhudaa avan paaninadhu”. ( Was it good)
“AAh aah aah It felt good Narayan. I haven’t danced sexy like that, aaah, in a while, ohh yeah, with the guy, so hard.” AAh aah aah, “Narayan rhomboe nanna irrundhudhu, ippadi dance aadi evvolavu naal aaradhu , adhuvum avanukku ippadi keezhai !! enna hard pa.”(Narayan it was really good, I haven’t danced like this in ages, That too his cock down there is is so hard)
Now, this was too much to hear my wife, my darling, say that she found sexy dancing with Sriram, fun. I grunted and started fucking her harder and faster, like an animal. Naan avalai kudhirai madhiree okka arambichaen( I fucked her like a horse)
She rolled her eyes with pleasure and gave out a small scream as she orgasmed “Ohhh Yeahhhhhhh OH MY GOD”. “Nanna okkudaa,naekku vara poradhu, aaiyyaayoo vandhuduthoo ,eeshwaraa’(Fuck me hard, I am going to cum, oh God !, I am cumming , Oh it has cuuuume).I felt her supple body convulsing all around me as pleasure rippled, through her, and I came as well, emptying my spunk into her wet and wanting pussy. We rolled, and she came up on top of me. I reached out and caressed her creamy ass. We drifted off into sleep like this, with her head on my chest, and my cock still inside her