Wasim lifted her in a single move and positioned her over his proud and erect cock. Then he let her go.
“Umph!” Vidya grunted, as she dropped, and Wasim’s cock ploughed its way into her cunt.
All the men watched jealously as their leader began fucking my wife in earnest.
Even as his hands fondled her breasts, he was now driving his cock deep into Vidya’s pussy. He was looking down as he fucked her, watching his prick alternately appear and disappear between her thighs.
Vidya had her eyes shut. Wasim knew how to play with a lady’s boobs. His tweaking of her nipples and his deep strokes were having its effect. I could see Vidya’s toes slowly curl and her breathing becoming rapid. With each stroke, as he pulled out, her tight pussy tried to turn inside out as it gripped his pole, while each stroke in made her pussy lips try to roll in with his thrusting cock. His shaft glistened with lubricating pussy juice, and a large wet spot on his thighs, just under her ass, showed that she had had at least one orgasm already. Wasim’s tempo of thrusts was increasing, his balls slapping against her ass as he bottomed out in her. Her tits were rolling in small circles in time to his penetrations.
Vidya now had her arms wrapped around the guard, and I could see her lips slowly murmur Wasim’s name. Her head lolled back and forth, eyes still closed and mouth now open. No doubt about it, she was getting her brains fucked out.
Wasim was pounding away in a frenzy now, and Vidya arched her back as he started shouting obscenities at her. Suddenly I could see his face clench, as he started to pump his seed into her. Soon, Wasim slowed to a stop with a dazed look in his eyes. This seemed to be the first time he had fucked Vidya in this position and his shrinking cock popped out of her pussy and a river of cum poured out after it, drenching the sofa. Wasim stood up and walked away, totally spent, leaving Vidya on the sofa on her knees.
“Good!” In a trice, Feroz had taken Wasim’s place on the sofa. “My turn, memsaab.”
Vidya tried to say something, but Feroz wasn’t having any of it.
“Chup! Teri maa ki chut! Chup gand saali!”
After telling her to be silent, insulting her mother and calling her an ass, Feroz moved one of her legs and made her straddle him. In a trice, he pushed her down so that she was now impaled on his cock. Feroz needed no warm up. He was already hard from watching Wasim screw my wife. He just squeezed one breast and started to fuck Vidya’s pussy.
No sooner had he begun thrusting inside my wife, I noticed that Mithun was now standing, also naked, right behind Vidya. Suddenly I could see Vidya’s eyes pop open. In the midst of being fucked by Feroz, she was startled. I guess she must have felt Mithun’s dick starting to probe her anus!
Mithun spit on his hands and rubbed the sputum on his erect prick. I could feel Vidya tense up. When he sensed he had lubricated himself enough, Mithun positioned himself and rammed his manhood hard inside my wife’s asshole.
For a second I could sense a muffled cry escape Vidya’s lips, but she literally got no time to feel any pain from being taken from the rear. The two men, Feroz and Mithun, soon got a rhthym going.