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My wife Nirmala and I had been married
for over 10 years. During that time, my fair.slim beauty
had only become more beautiful. Nirmala's long hair was now down
to the small of her back. Her waist has gathered some flesh
which has made her more fuckable and her butt was nice
and full. Breasts were a perfect, firm handful of 36-C's. Yes, I
know it's hard to believe that at 37 years old her tits were
firm – but they were.
OK, Nirmala was a little airy between the ears. Some would
consider her a bit (or a lot) naïve. I adored her nonetheless.
She was a fantastic mom to our kids and a gracious host to our
friends. She was definitely a help to my career opportunities
too.
To my knowledge, Nirmala had only had one sexual partner before
we were married. A boyfriend that she really liked, but who was
too immature to know what he had. I met her when she was 21 and
got married a couple of years later.
Here comes another cliché, we had great sex (at least I thought
so) almost everyday for the first 5 years we were together.
Great sex included oral sex (I like giving almost as much as
receiving), multiple positions, facials, tit fucking and even
anal (once-she hated it). She was into trying a lot of things to
try and please me. What a gal! Then came the kids.
OK, I absolutely love my kids. But let's face it: they put a
huge damper on the sexual part of the husband and wife
relationship. Sex became almost non-existent for a while which
led to or was caused by other relationship issues. We almost
split. But after some counseling and a big effort on our parts,
we managed to stay together, though sex became far less fun for
me than before our troubles.
She no longer gave or wanted oral sex. She only allowed sex
about 3 times a month and forget the tit fucking and facials. It
just wasn't going to happen.
One of the things the counselor suggested was that we go back to
being more open and explorative of each other's sexuality. My
wife was pretty uncomfortable with that because she was having
some bad "body image" feelings after having the kids.
A little sag here, less tone there. No big deal for me, but
significant for her.
I thought that if I got out my expensive digital photography
equipment and took some pictures of her, she would see the
beauty I see and get over her insecurity. I told her that we'd
only take pictures that she was OK with.
She was a pretty conservative to start with. Pretty much stuck
to saree. After she saw the first set of pictures, she had to
acknowledge that she looked good. I was then able to coax her to
start showing a little more of her beauty and focusing less on
the clothing.
The next set had her in churidaar, skirts & blouses. The
pictures looked good. It was quite a step forward for her and
her body image, but she was still kind of nervous about them.
However, I continued to gently encourage her to display a bit
more of her body in the next set of pictures.
First, I had her leave her bra off while wearing the same skirt
and top. That looked sexy, but not too revealing. Next came the
shorter skirts.
It took me quite a while, but finally I got her to wear a
bathing suit for a picture set. However, she chose a one piece
while I was hoping for a bikini. Well, one step at a time.
I bought her another one-piece bathing suit that was getting
more risqué. It was skin toned with a very narrow strip of
fabric covering her pussy and was very high cut on the legs.
The suit's cut required Nirmala to shave her black pussy hair
everywhere except for where the narrow strip of fabric covered.
Her pussy itself had to be completely shaved. The top of the
suit had a very deep "v" down to her deep round navel
and the sides of her breasts were prominently displayed both in
the cleavage area and on the sides. She looked HOT.
She suggested that we take some shots of the two of us together.
We started with some embracing, kissing and cuddling shots. Each
time I set up the self-timer and jumped into the picture. The
resulting photos were not the greatest. Some were a little out
of focus. Others were not centered particularly well. In
general, they all looked "posed" and neither of us was
too happy with them.
Nirmala really wanted some "couples" shots though and
she asked if I had a friend that could work the camera while we
posed.
My dirty mind was disappointed because I thought that by doing
all the camera work myself, Nirmala would eventually agree to
some nudes and possibly some "action" shots of the two
of us. I really didn't think she'd even consider this if another
person were in the room. So I told Nirmala that I couldn't think
of anyone.
However, she immediately said that Rajib (my very close friend)
would probably be willing and able to help us out. She asked me
to contact him about doing a shoot at our house on Saturday
night as our kids were going to be at Nirmala's sister's house
all weekend.
Rajib was one of my best friends. Rajib was not married but had
a reputation as being quite a ladies' man. Nirmala liked him and
I thought that I could sense some chemistry between them when
I'd see Nirmala with him. A couple of years ago I mentioned the
chemistry thing to her, but she said that she and Rajib were
just like brother and sister. Knowing Rajib, I had my doubts
that he viewed Nirmala as a sister.
I let Nirmala know that I'd contact Rajib to see if he'd be able
to join us this Saturday evening for some photography. When I
told Rajib what we were looking for and that Nirmala would be in
a bathing suit, he eagerly agreed to help us out.
Nirmala seemed very pleased and said that she was looking
forward to Saturday night.
Saturday rolled around and Nirmala was out shopping for most of
the day. When she got home she said that she had some surprises
for me. She had bought a couple of bikinis and some very short
and loose fitting tee shirt and skirts.
I asked her to model them for me, but she told me to wait until
tonight.
Rajib arrived at around 8:00 p.m. and checked-out the setting
for the shoot. We had chosen our guest bedroom because it was
large, had a king-size bed and plenty of room to move around.
Rajib went out to get some additional photo equipment (lighting,
etc.) and went to the room to set-up. Nirmala and I waited for
him in the living room and when he came down, we shared a few
glasses of wine and some conversation before getting started
with the shoot at around 9.
Nirmala started with one of her older, but short skirt and top
. She wanted me in shorts and a loose summer shirt. Her skirt
and top was not very revealing under normal circumstances, but
she had to be careful when sitting to not give onlookers a
beaver shot and when she bent over, the dress revealed a
pretty good amount of her firm tits. However, because she
considered Rajib a brother, she didn't seem concerned by these
things at all while Rajib was taking pictures.
I wanted to get some good, revealing pictures while I had the
chance. So when we started with the couple shots, I made sure
that I "accidentally" pulled Nirmala's skirt up a
bit to give a clear shot for Rajib to get her panty and butt.
In other poses, I tried to make sure that there were maximum
breast shots showing.
After a handful of shots, Nirmala wanted to change into
another of her outfits and I went to upload the images to my
computer. Unfortunately, Rajib had barely got any of the
revealed panties or tits into the pictures.
Nirmala came back into the room wearing an eye-popping bikini.
It was like tiny strips of material covering her tits,
ass-crack and pussy. The swelling in my shorts had to be
noticeable. Of course, this also made the mind below my belt
take over all thinking for me. I wanted the accidental oops in
the pictures to be even hotter.
I brought more wine into the room and we relaxed and talked
over several more glasses.
While doing the cuddling and embracing poses, it was real easy
to have her tits pop into plain view and I was hoping that
Rajib would get the shots. Unfortunately, I think Rajib's
focal lens was below his belt too.
I checked his sweat pants and sure enough, his package had
swelled. The resulting photos were pathetic and unrevealing.
Barely a single nipple came into view.
Nirmala acted embarrassed about showing Rajib her tits and
with the x-rated poses I was having her do. However, she was
happy that none of the pictures were too revealing (I was not
showing her any of the hot pictures.)
I wanted to see more in the pictures though. I decided that
good pictures were only going to happen if I took them.
Nirmala asked if I meant to have her and Rajib be a couple in
the pictures.
My dick did my talking for me and told Rajib to give me the
camera and get into the picture. I told Nirmala that it would
just be like being a model or actress and that she should
really get into the role.
Rajib took this as permission to get really bold with Nirmala.
He was constantly brushing her tits and crotch. He was
nibbling on her neck and caressing high up her thighs. Her
tits kept popping out of her suit, often into Rajib's hands.
And Rajib's sweat pants were showing the very clear outline of
a large, erect cock.
Initially, Nirmala was resisting Rajib's activities. She was
constantly brushing his hands away and readjusting her bathing
suit to cover herself. After about 10 minutes, her efforts
become less and she was just going with the flow.
I was taking shot after shot of Nirmala's tits in Rajib's
hands. What I didn't notice right away was Nirmala's hand in
Rajib's pants and on his cock. When I saw this, I decided to
take a chance and see if I could get some actual porn shots.
I told Rajib to remove his pants. When his erect,big cock
popped-out, Nirmala gasped. It was a couple of inches longer
and a bit less thicker than my cock – and hard as a rock.
I told Nirmala to get on her knees in front of Rajib.
She acted reluctant, but I told her that she would not
actually be sucking Rajib's cock; she was to just let him put
his cock in but not close her lips around it.
Of course, it didn't work that way. Rajib moved up to
Nirmala's face and was acting very clumsy about positioning
his cock. He was rubbing his cock all over Nirmala's face and
lips. When he finally put it into her mouth, he was trying to
find friction in her mouth any way he could get it.
First he was moving it back and forth over her tongue. Next he
was pushing against the inside of her cheeks making them bulge
out with the outline of his cock head. After a minute or so,
Nirmala's mouth became fatigued from staying open so long and
her lips closed around Rajib's cock.
Now my wife was sucking my friend's cock right before my eyes.
I wasn't sure that this was what I wanted. It was very hot and
my cock was hard as a rock, but she was my wife and it wasn't
my cock between her lips.
Rajib was now holding Nirmala's head and pumping his cock in
and out of her mouth. Nirmala looked conflicted about it. She
wasn't panicking or pulling back, but she didn't look
completely comfortable with it either. I decided to intervene.
I told Rajib to step back and that we were going to take a
short break from the photo shoot.
Reluctantly, Rajib pulled his cock out of my wife's mouth.
Nirmala and I went to the kitchen to get some more wine. She
was apologizing for closing her lips around Rajib's cock, but
said that her jaw was too tired to keep her mouth open and
that John just kept pumping forward into her mouth.
I pulled her to me and gave her a deep French kiss. I could
taste Rajib's cock and pre-cum on her lips and tongue.
I told her that it was OK and that it looked really hot. I
said that she was being a great model and actress.
She was grateful that I wasn't mad and wanted to be
cooperative.
After sharing some more wine with Rajib, we returned to the
photo shoot.
Nirmala and Rajib began cuddling and caressing each other
again until Rajib returned to fully erect. Rajib had also
successfully pulled her tits out of her suit and was caressing
her pussy under her suit. Nirmala was becoming quite flush and
was obviously horny.
Rajib was able to pull the strings holding her bikini bottom
and it slipped right off her. Nirmala was now bottomless and
her tits were hanging out of the sides of her top. The soft
wisps of black pubic hair above her bare swollen pussy made
for quite a hot photo. I had another hot idea.
I told Nirmala and Rajib that I wanted to have him put his
cock just at the entrance of her pussy for a really sexy set
of shots.
The combination of the wine, Nirmala's horniness and her
desire to please me had her being agreeable to this.
I had Nirmala lie on her back and Rajib get above her while
straddling her right thigh. I positioned myself on Nirmala's
left side and was very close to her pussy. I wanted to get
some good close-ups of Rajib's cock at the entrance to my
wife's pussy.
Rajib leaned forward touching the tip of his cock to Nirmala's
pussy lips. I spread her lips apart so that the cock head
could be right at the opening to her vagina.
The photos began. I had Rajib move a little this way and a
little that way. He was leaning over and holding himself up
while keeping his cock at the entrance to my wife's pussy.
Some of his cock head had slipped in, but most of his cock was
still visible.
I was inches away from Nirmala's pussy. I had never been so
close to a man's cock before. It looked slick and hard.
Suddenly, the hand holding Rajib up slipped and his big cock
completely disappeared into Nirmala's pussy.
Nirmala let out a huge gasp and moaned. She had never had such
a big cock in her before.
Rajib began to apologize, but I said, "Well, since you're
in there, let me get some pictures from behind." Rajib
was repositioning himself for the new camera angles but
couldn't resist pumping my wife's pussy while moving.
Again, I was having second thoughts about this, but was also
hard as a nail. I figured I'd get some more shots, and then
stop this before it turned into a full-blown fucking.
I moved between their legs and tried to get as close as
possible with the camera. My camera had a real short lens, so
I could get right up to the action.
While Rajib was gently pumping, Nirmala looked helplessly to
me, but he didn't stop. I think he was starting to no longer
care whether I wanted him to fuck my wife or not – he was
too far-gone for that.
Rajib kept pumping in and out of my wife while I was still
taking pictures.
Nirmala was moaning and humping him back. She was beyond
caring and her animalistic feelings had taken over.
All of a sudden, Rajib said that he was going to cum.
Nirmala said "NO! No! Please take it out. I am not on the
pill! Don't get me pregnant!"
His semen had already started to pump into her though. He
pulled out and kept shooting his jism all over her bare pussy
lips and black pussy hair. It all happened so fast that I
wasn't able to move from my position between their legs with
my face just inches from Nirmala's pussy.
As Rajib pulled back, Now I was facing my wife's cum covered
pussy and I could see some cum between her pussy lips.
Nirmala looked down at me and her pussy and she also saw the
cum between her pussy lips -- and she panicked.
She said, "Oh my god, his cum is inside me! I'll get
pregnant! Amit, quick. Mop the cum out of my pussy before it
gets me pregnant!"
I said, "You want me to mop Rajib's cum?"
She said that we had to deal with it immediately and I was the
only one in position to do it.
Well, with a hard cock and a full bottle of wine in me, I
still wasn't thinking too clearly. I just leaned forward and
began to clear Nirmala's pussy with my finger.
While I had my finger in my wife's sloppy pussy, Rajib climbed
back onto Nirmala and began kissing her.
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