He picked me up and pulled me backward. And then he pushed me down. I told him to at least wait until we finish the aarti, but he said no. He said we should pray while we have sex. and it will be fine. He quickly pulled his pants off and put his condom on. then made me bend over; I was just behind my husband, and my hands were joined for prayer.
He grabbed my ass and bent over my face; my face was on the floor and my hands were in front of me. I was in aarti while he lifted my ass and pulled my kurti up from behind and pulled down my palazzo pants, which I was wearing under my pantyhose. He pulled it all the way out, and I was half naked. He then rubbed my pussy and took some Vaseline which was in the same spot as before . He took some and rubbed it on his condom and pushed his dickey in my pussycat.
I was praying for cheating on my husband, and I prayed for this thing I was doing while praying. This is not something I condone, but I was just thirsty for his dick. He fucked me while we were doing our aarti, and he pulled my hair and brought it up to his face. I was like a horse now as he pulled my hair, I was on my knees, and my back went all the way up. He said how much of a whore I was for a Muslim dick that I was having sex while praying.
He then turned me around, and I was lying on the floor, and he fucked me in a missionary position. My husband looked behind him and continued. As the aarti was over, my husband turned around and watched us have sex. My bull saw the sindoor kept on the mandir and took it while fucking me and took some sindoor and rubbed it on my forehead and said, “Now I am his slut and nothing can seperate us.”
As soon as he did this, he cummed and then took the condom off and put all the cum on my forehead and said, “Do you agree?” I said yes, and my husband said yes too. And then he asked again, and I said yes, and he then asked again, and we said yes. It was like a Muslim marriage.
He wore his pants and was gone. I just laid there in front of our mandir and then stood up. And she prayed for forgiveness. The cum dripping from my forehead mixed with sindoor made it more hot.
We went into the bedroom, and I quickly went to the bathroom to wash my face up, while he was getting ready to leave for work.As I was going out of the bedroom, he grabbed my hand and said that I made his day and let go of my hand. I was shocked at how far his fantasy of seeing his wife fuck a Muslim man while doing Aarti has come.
I wasn’t able to imagine how my life was going to be after that. He said that he loved me a lot and that he would never leave me. He said I have done a great job by doing this and getting his fetish done. And seeing me enjoy his dick made it even hotter for him. He then pulled his underwear up and showed me that he was cumming in his pants while I was listening to him talk to me and my moans.
I was now shocked, so I pushed him away and went to pack his tiffin. It was not normal for me. It took me some time to just understand what he meant and what he wanted me to do. He wants me to have an extramarital partner and enjoy my sexual life.He wants me to take full advantage of my beautiful body and enjoy it because if I don’t, it will be a waste.
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