“Oh, yes, exactly.” Ramu seemed to like what she said and started to bonk her again.
The fantasy was almost too real for Vidya as well. I heard her gasp as Ramu pumped the air out of her with his thrusts. When he wasn’t mauling her huge breasts or slapping her cheeks, Ramu used his strong, piston-like arms to raise and lower his waist as he thrust in and out of my wife. She now had her legs wrapped around Ramu’s pelvis, her nails pressed deep into his back. My wife’s eyes were shut as Ramu’s big balls slapped repeatedly – thunk! thunk! – against the flesh of her thighs.
Then, his tempo and power increased even more and Vidya went completely wild. She was delirious with lust and passion, scraping his back with her nails, pulling his ass deeper between her legs. She was fucking him like some animal locked in mortal combat.
“Oh, God! Oh Gooooddddddd!” Vidya cried out. A shiver ran through me as I realized she was having yet another orgasm. Vidya started to hump Ramu harder, moving her lower abdomen to match his thrusts. He kept on pounding, with a grin on his face. It was clear he was completely in control, and savouring the fact that he was making the wife of another man climax. He, the lower class sudra, the dark skinned day labourer, enjoying the body of a gori, the fair skinned upper caste lady like Vidya.
I started to erupt. I couldn’t control it any more. Ramu’s fucking and his taunting and Vidya’s tacit approval of that mocking all built it up for me. I started to splurt huge amounts of cum as I listed to both Vidya and her lover approaching their own orgasms.
And, then, they both started to cum with their orgasm. With a deep grunt, Ramu tightened his asscheeks and curled his toes as he shot his cum into my wife’s cunt. It wasn’t slow or gentle. Even through the speakers of my laptop, it was an explosion! I was watching it, and I could almost feel Ramu’s butts clench as he started to cum in my wife. He was cumming inside a married woman’s unprotected womb. My wife’s womb. Ramu groaned loudly as he thrust his member into Vidya, depositing gallons of his love juice between her legs and into her baby canal. Vidya gave a muffled cry as she too climaxed with him. She then erupted with a scream followed by moans and gasps. Again and again, she clenched her arms and legs around Ramu.
Ramu kept pumping his semen into my wife for what seemed like ages. He took his time before he and Vidya lay on the bed in a heap, his dick still buried into her. My wife was still panting, sweating, her eyes still shut. Vidya was still in the throes of her fifth or sixth orgasm, brought about by this stud and his huge prick. Something that I, her “sweet husband” could only dream about. They laid together a few moments, catching their breath. Ramu then removed his dick and Vidya’s cunt lips slowly closed. I watched a huge wad of Ramu’s slimy cum flow out of her pussy and run down between her ass cheeks to the bed sheet below her.
I would have to remember to change some of the bedding when I got back. And also be here early Friday afternoon. Tomorrow. Friday was tomorrow.