He slapped her a few more times, leaving dark red marks across her cheeks. Then he roughly pulled her up and positioned her on the bed, face down, with her butt up. Ramu’s cock was now completely hard. I was astonished at his recovery powers –this was the second time he would be fucking my wife Vidya today in a manner of minutes.
He rubbed some saliva onto his dick, as Vidya cocked her head back to look expectantly. With a grunt, he plunged his hardness into the welcoming, fleshy cushions of her ass, this time penetrating her anally. I could hear Vidya gasp as he ploughed his way through, and no doubt she could feel the beginning of another orgasm.
Mixed emotions ran rampant through me as I watched my wife’s ass slide up and down his wet cock. The look of pleasure and pain on my wife’s face as her buttocks were being pounded by her lover’s hard, throbbing cock nearly made me cum again.
Ramu proceeded to fuck her ass hard and fast as if he had a train to catch. He had grabbed Vidya’s hips with either hand and pulled her closer to him, thrusting deeply into her. Vidya was now crying out with what could only be the cries of pain combined with unbelievable pleasure. With each thrust, he slapped her ass and they jiggled with the blow. Ramu suddenly went stiff and let out a primal howl as he started to cum in her rear tunnel. When he was finally through, Ramu pulled out and rolled onto his side, leaving a trail of semen across my wife’s caboose.
“Vidya, madam, I am leaving. I still have to visit a few more houses to deliver milk.”
“Yes. Yes.” Vidya was still moaning, her eyes shut, cum oozing out of her every orifice. “When will you come tomorrow again, Ramu?”
SLAP!
SLAP!
Ramu sharply slapped my wife a couple of times.
“I will come when I will come.” Ramu told her, putting his clothes back on. He then pinched her playfully on her buttocks twice. “You will remain home all day to wait for me.”
“Yes, Ramu.” Vidya was still lying on the bed, her hand rubbing her crotch area. “I am your rakhel. I will be ready for you all day.”
I heard the main door shut and Ramu leave. I wanted to come out of the closet, but Vidya had asked me to wait.
“Oh my fat cuckold, are you there?” Vidya asked me in a sing-song voice. “Come out now.”
I opened the door of the closet and walked out. I was now wearing only my underwear and a T-shirt. And what a sight greeted me. It was the vision of my wife, her face glowing, fresh from fucking another man, with the room reeking of his sweat and cum.
“Did you wank off, my little cuckold?” Vidya asked me, turning around and sitting up. As she did so, more cum leaked out of her openings.
“Yes, dear, once. The first time when he entered and started to cum in you today.”
“So honey, how do you like my leaking pussy? It’s really very slippery down here. Your milkman has left quite a mess.”
I nodded, hardly able to talk as I took in the sight.
Vidya then asked me to undress and come to bed. I complied meekly. Once I was in bed, Vidya grabbed my ears.
“Now that I had my fun, dear, do you want to hear about how our affair started?” She asked.
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