“Getting some that you haven’t had before will always do that to you, or so Bhide says.” Madhabi said.
“Speaking of Bhide, I wonder where he and my wife are,” Jethalal said.
“Why don’t we find out?” Madhabi suggested, sliding down off of the table, letting her mini petticoat fall back down into place, beginning to button her blouse and wrapped the saree.
Jethalal quickly pulled his shorts and pants up and got himself fastened up. They moved over to the entrance to the lounge and Madhabi peered out. “There they are,” she said, pointing into the darkness.
Jethala looked out past her and saw them. His wife was sitting on a bench in the semi-darkness, leaning back in much the same position which Madhabi had been in. Her blouse was hanging open and her siffon saree with petticoat were lying on the ground beside her.
Bhide was on his knees, between her wide-spread legs. His pants were down to his knees and Jethalal could easily see his dick, appearing and disappearing below Daya’s ass as he fucked it in and out of her pussy. He could hear her moaning and groaning, saying “Fuck me, Fuck me Bhidebhai, aur jor thap dijie,” the way she always did when she was really getting off.
And it was obvious that Daya was really getting herself fucked good! Bhide was banging her as hard as possible. Jethalal felt his own cock getting hard as a rock once again as he watched his wife getting fucked by his friend right before his eyes.
While Madhabi and Jethalal watched, the other couple Bawri and Iyarbhai had their own orgasm. Daya was pulling and clawing at Bhide who had his dick buried to the hilt in her cunt pumping load after load of cum deep into her spasming pussy. Finally they raised up and slowly separated.
Jethalal and Madhabi waited and watched them rearrange their clothes, then head back for the house before they themselves left. Something suddenly occurred to Jethalal.
“Why didn’t Bhide bring her to the area where they were fucking?” he asked Madhabi.
“They could have walked in on us.” Madhabi giggled. “That happened once,” she told him.
“Actually, I walked in on him screwing the wife of the Iyarbhai, I was about to fuck. Iyarbhai got very upset and was about to try to punch Bhide’s lights out when Babita asked him why he was so upset about when he was obviously there to fuck me.”
Jethalal chuckled. “What happened?”
“Well, we wound up watching them fuck, then they watched us fuck, but Bhide and I decided that people are too unpredictable to take a chance like that again. So we decided ahead of time who is going to get that particular area for a party and the other one has to find someplace else. It has worked fine for us ever since. Jethalal laughed and turned to head back up to their own house. He was suddenly hot to get his wife back to their own house so he could have some of her freshly fucked pussy all to himself! It had certainly turned into some night! The party had certainly been educational to say the least!
End of Ch 2
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