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Kavita came back from the washroom. She had removed her heels too now. She stood completely naked. Before anyone could say anything about sexual confessions,
“Arun, young man. Why don’t you come out of the closet now,” Reddy said, opening the closet.
I stood there dumbfounded as my wife saw me. Kavita was very shocked seeing me there.
“What… what?” She questioned us both as she looked at Reddy and me simultaneously
“He has been here the whole time,” Reddy said and moved towards my wife.
They were both naked.
“What the fuck did you do, Arun?” Finally, Kavita shouted at me as I slowly walked out of the closet in shame. She walked towards me in anger. But Reddy held my wife by her waist and pulled her towards him, asking her to calm down.
“Calm myself? Seriously Reddy?” She said, trying to free herself from Reddy’s grip. Even seeing her trying to free herself from Reddy’s grip turned me on as both their naked bodies rubbed against each other. I couldn’t understand what was happening to me.
“Just leave me, please,” Kavita shouted as she looked at me with anger
“Kavita, even you knew that your husband had set you up. Don’t act like you didn’t know anything the whole time you were with me,” Reddy said, holding my wife
“Calm down, Kavita. There’s no point in getting angry now. This incident has made both you and your husband happy,” Reddy continued explaining to my wife, and to my surprise, I could see Kavita’s anger fading away.
Reddy then took my wife to bed and sat with her holding her in his arms. Kavita still stared at me, and I stood there like a pimp.
“Arun,” Reddy called me and asked me to sit on the other corner of the bed. I looked at him, then at my wife, and sat quietly near Kavita’s legs.
“Now that you have done your part of the deal. It’s my turn to do what I said.” Reddy told me
“What deal? What are you talking about?” Kavita asked Reddy instead of me.
“We made a deal this morning that your husband would let me fuck you, and in exchange, I will tell him what happened last night in the train toilet,” Reddy pulled Kavita further close to her and said
“What? No, Reddy. You told me that you wouldn’t discuss last night’s incidents,” All of a sudden, Kavita started pleading with him.
“Incidents?” I thought but didn’t say anything
Reddy kissed my wife’s neck and slowly moved down to her boobs, and sucked them gently.
“Ahh,” Kavita moaned, holding his head against her boobs
“Trust me, darling. He will not say a single word, and you should not feel guilty. It was your husband who pushed you in the first place,” Reddy tried to justify my wife’s actions.
And I think he was right. It all started because of my fantasy. Kavita, in response, looked at Reddy and placed her head on his hairy chest to relax. She then looked at me and said.
“Arun, I felt sorry and guilty this morning because of last night’s incidents. But I don’t feel that anymore,” Kavita said and kissed Reddy’s hairy chest.
I sat there looking at my naked wife, getting comfortable in another naked man’s arms.
Kavita’s narration:
I wore my salwar and kurti (without bra and panty) and walked towards the toilet. Because we were in the first-class compartment, the toilet was western and was clean, unlike the general compartments.
I looked at myself in the mirror and saw how bad I looked. I was sweating. I then pushed my hand in my salwar to feel my pussy. It was swollen, and it had opened up. I closed my eyes as I slowly pushed a finger in. I imagined Reddy’s hard cock ramming my wet pussy.
I could feel my body getting stiff as I imagined how Reddy pounded my pussy with his huge dick. I was lost in all these thoughts when I heard a knock on the toilet gate.
I thought it was Arun, and he had come to make sure that I was fine. I opened the door. Instead, I saw Reddy standing there in his vest and pant. I kept looking at him as he slowly walked in. I could see in his eyes that he wasn’t done with me yet.
The moment Reddy walked into the toilet, I knew that he was going to fuck me again. Even I willingly moved back, giving him the space to come in and signal that “Yes, I want your dick again.”
Reddy bolted the toilet gate and looked into my eyes. We were cramped together in that small area. Half of the room was occupied with the toilet seat, and we stood close to each other in the remaining space.
Before either of us could say anything, Reddy placed his hand on the back of my head and pulled me onto his body. I hesitated a bit as my hubby Arun’s thought came to my mind. I thought this was not supposed to happen. How would Arun feel if he comes to know about this? He would feel cheated.
These thoughts were soon brushed aside as I felt Reddy’s lips on mine. The longer he sucked my lips, the farther my hubby’s thought went. Reddy was trying hard to push his tongue in. Finally, I parted my lips when he grabbed my ass with his big rough hands.
I moaned in his mouth, and Reddy pushed his tongue in my mouth as his hands entered my salwar and groped my bare ass. Reddy then pulled me up by holding my ass, and I, too, supported him by wrapping my hands tightly around his neck.
My boobs were pressed against his manly chest. My feet were in the air as I clung to him while kissing. I could feel his hard cock against my crotch. I started moving my hips in the air to feel more of his cock against my oozing wet pussy.
Reddy sensed my hornyness as I had stopped kissing him. I had closed my eyes, threw my head back. I licked my lips as my pussy tried to feel every inch of his long and thick cock.
I was still in the air, and Reddy had moved his hands away from my ass. Still, I clung to his body. I didn’t want to leave him. He was soo strong, and I felt my boobs squashed against his manly chest.
But Reddy had some other plans for me. He held me by my waist and pulled me down. I looked at him and slowly moved my gaze down to his muscular biceps and then to his hairy chest. Slowly, I moved my gaze further down and saw what I was craving for. His cock throbbing to come out of his pants.
I couldn’t just keep looking at that. I had to do something. Before I could do anything, Reddy placed both his hands on my Kurti. I voluntarily lifted my hands. Within a flash of a second, the Kurti came off my body.
The very next second, I placed my hand on his vest, pulling it up. We were both naked waist up. Reddy then sat on the western toilet seat and pulled his pant down to his knees. I saw his huge cock pointing towards me. I couldn’t control my urges.
I made my mind sit to on his cock and ride that big fat cock. I quickly pulled the knot of my salwar and let it fall. I stood naked in front of Reddy. The man whom I had barely known a few hours ago. But how a few hours can change your life.
I was persuaded to fuck him by my husband, Arun. I even managed to seduce Reddy and fuck him in front of Arun. But now I was going to fuck him on my husband’s back.
Reddy then caught my waist and started licking my navel. I held his hair as his tongue penetrated my belly. Though my navel isn’t deep, I felt my body shivering when he licked it. His hands again went to my ass, mauling them roughly.
This time Reddy moved his fingers around my butt and slowly pushed his little finger in. I started shaking the way he licked my belly and pushed his little finger in my butthole. I felt ecstatic. “Oh, god,” I moaned in pleasure
This was the first time someone was playing with my butthole. I don’t even let Arun come near it. But the sensation of Reddy’s finger did magic. I tried to relax my butthole as Reddy’s finger penetrated it slowly.
I slowly moved my hand down and grabbed his hard cock. His cock felt like a warm rod. Seeing me grab his cock, Reddy moved his hands away and pushed me down in between his legs.
I squatted in between his legs and then went on my knees on the floor of the toilet. All I could think now was to satisfy Reddy. Reddy placed his palm on the back of my neck and tried to push my head on his cock. I pulled back and looked at him, signaling, “I don’t like doing this.”
He left my head as he saw me pleading with my eyes. I was a bit surprised that why did he leave me? I was in dilemma if I wanted to suck his cock or not. I was lost in my senses. I should have immediately got up if I didn’t want to suck his huge cock.
But instead, I was having a second thought as I saw Reddy’s cock saluting me right in front of my face. Again I felt Reddy’s palm on the back of my neck, and this time the grip was firmer. Again he pushed my head towards his cock. I resisted. But it was of no use as his bulbous purple cockhead hit my lips.
Reddy then withdrew his hand. I then wanted to pull my head back. But his cock’s musky smell felt like an aroma to me. And I couldn’t pull my head back. I slowly parted my lips and gulped his huge cockhead in. I rolled my tongue and licked every part of Reddy’s cock that was inside my mouth.
I could feel that Reddy was enjoying this as I heard his slow moan. I felt proud that I was able to please this retired army man. I then pulled his cock out and rolled my tongue from the tip of his cock to his shaft.
I did the same again and again and licked every part of his cock. Then again, I gulped his cock in my mouth. This time I had more than just his cockhead. I started slurping on his cock, and Reddy’s moan only increased my passion.
Reddy then held my head and started pumping his cock slowly in and out of my mouth. I placed both my hands on his hairy thighs for support as I felt his precum oozing in my mouth. It tasted a bit salty, but I felt them as little drops of heaven at that point.
I started moving my head with Reddy’s rhythm. I felt his cockhead growing in my mouth. I knew Reddy was going to cum any moment now. I pulled my head back. I didn’t want him to cum in my mouth.
Reddy understood that. He let me pull my head back, but he didn’t leave the grip on my neck. Instead, he tightened it. Now I was giving him a handjob, and Reddy held my face very close to his cock.
Even with both my hands, I couldn’t hold his big throbbing cock. I started massaging his fat cock with great enthusiasm. Reddy’s moans encouraged me to tighten the grip on his cock and massage harder.
I started squeezing his cock in between my hands, and within a minute, Reddy came straight on my face. His cum sprayed on my face like water coming out of the jet spray. Just an hour ago, Reddy had cum on my stomach after fucking me. Now he was cumming again on my lips and face.
He came for almost a minute, and then finally, he left my neck and sat back relaxing on the toilet seat. I got up with my face drenched in Reddy’s cum and looked in the mirror. I looked like a whore. I wiped Reddy’s cum with my fingers and hesitantly licked my finger.
I had no idea why I was doing this. But the next moment again, I wiped Reddy’s cum from the other side of my face and licked it again. From the mirror, I saw Reddy looking at me and smiling as if he was feeling proud seeing me lick his cum.
I looked at him seductively and again wiped the cum from my chin. Then looking at Reddy, I again licked my finger. Licking Reddy’s cum from my finger turned me on.
We were indirectly looking at each other with lust-filled in our eyes. Reddy was sitting on the toilet seat, and I was standing in front of the mirror.
“Dham, dham, dham.” We both came back to our senses when someone started banging the toilet door.
Back to my narration:
“What happened? Who was at the door?” I asked, getting curious and still sitting near Kavita’s legs.
Kavita had now snuggled with Reddy in his arms. Both me and Reddy had got hard when my wife was narrating the toilet incident. I hid my hard-on in my pants. But Reddy’s hard-on could be seen as both my wife and Reddy were naked.
Reddy lay on his back straight while Kavita hugged him from the side. My wife’s perfect ass was right in front of me. But I didn’t have the courage to touch her now. I wanted to feel my wife’s ass, but I just couldn’t.
Kavita had pushed her leg in between Reddy’s legs and was feeling his dick with her thigh. While Kavita’s head relaxed on Reddy’s hairy chest and she moved her hand on Reddy’s body, feeling his stomach.
“Who was at the door?” I asked them again after I didn’t get any answer the first time.
My wife looked up at Reddy, and then they both looked at me. Kavita then pulled Reddy’s chin towards her and kissed him. They both kissed, fully exchanging every drop of saliva that came in between and sucking each other’s tongue.
I could see Reddy pushing his tongue in my wife’s mouth and then pulling her tongue in his. They kissed for a good few minutes before finally separating. I looked at them with my mouth open. Kavita saw me with pity.
My wife then got up and crawled out of Reddy’s arms towards me. Kavita then placed her hand on my shirt’s collar and pulled me. She started kissing me. As our lips met, my wife’s tongue started knocking on my mouth’s entrance. And soon, it slipped in and met mine.
Kavita was kissing Reddy seconds ago, sucking his tongue and saliva, and now she was in my mouth. I didn’t know how to react while my wife kissed me. Suddenly I felt Kavita unzipping my pant and pulling my hard 5” cock out.
Kavita rubbed her cold fingers on the tip of my warm dick, squeezing my precum and then rubbing it all around my dick.
“Oh, Arun. Look what I have done to you,” Kavita broke the kiss for a moment and said it in my mouth. I looked at Reddy. He was staring back at us. Seeing him stare at us, I pushed my tongue in my wife’s mouth and started kissing her passionately.
But within seconds, Kavita pulled back and went back in Reddy’s arms, leaving me high and dry.
I sat still on the edge of the bed with my dick out and mouth dry. Reddy welcomed back my wife, and Kavita snuggled in his arms as she rested her head on Reddy’s hairy chest.
“Wait till we finish the story, Arun,” Kavita said from Reddy’s arms
Kavita’s narration:
“Dham, dham, dham,” We heard a hard knock on the door. We both were startled, looking at each other with shock.
“Who is it?” Reddy asked quickly, pulling his pants up. Even I started wearing my salwar in haste.
No one answered from the other side of the door.
I was shit scared by now. For a moment, I thought that it was my husband, Arun. But still, I felt ashamed and guilty about facing my husband. Reddy wanted to comfort me but
“Dham, dham, dham,” someone banged the door again.
I moved away from Reddy. Now Reddy got angry, and he signaled me to stand behind the door.
Then he slowly opened the door and saw a short guy in his mid 30’s maybe. He was in a police uniform and was standing there with a baton in one hand and a walkie-talkie in another. I felt terrified when I saw the policeman.
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