I’m Rahul, and my wife’s name is Dhriti. We got married 4 years ago in an arranged marriage. We were both from conservative families. At first, we used to have sex frequently, but now we barely do it. We are currently struggling to have kids.
Dhriti is 5 feet 3 inches tall and has a pale complexion. Her measurements are 36-27-40 inches, and her bra size is a flattering 36D. She will always attract the eyes of strangers even after covering herself entirely.
We have a driver named Abdul. He was a dark, little muscular and tall guy in his 40s. He used to maintain 2 wives at a time until one of the young ones recently died. He has 8 kids in total. I find him ogling at my wife now and then.
One day, I and Dhriti went to a party in my office. She wore a white saree with a red blouse. Her saree was hugging her ass tight, making her ass very defined. Her mangalsutra was hanging on her chest, and the sindoor was on her forehead.
Everyone was attracted to her and would spend crores just for one night with her. That day, I had too many drinks. When I drink a little too much, I would black out. So my wife called the driver, Abdul, to pick me up. He lifted me and carried me to the car. He slowly placed me in the back seat.
Since I was occupying the back seat, Dhriti had to sit in the front. I was really high on alcohol. But still, I could sense and see everything. Abdul was glancing at my wife continuously. She was looking like a sensual goddess in that outfit. He was constantly adjusting his pants, and Dhriti also noticed it.
They were looking at each other in an on-and-off fashion. My wife is very loyal, but this interaction was very out of character for her. Maybe it’s because of a lack of sex for years. Dhriti said she was feeling a little motion sick, so she opened the window.
The car was moving really fast, and the wind blew her pallu away, exposing her huge breasts. Abdul was ecstatic and locked his eyes on her breasts. Dhriti quickly adjusted her pallu. I gave a deep look at him and noticed that the bulge in his pants was large.
Even now, she still didn’t close the window. Every once in a while, the wind blew her pallu away, giving Abdul a lovely view of her boobs. This continued for a while as my dick was making a tent out of my pants. Now and then, she was checking whether I was asleep or not.
As she turned to check me, she made sure her pallu dropped to reveal the left breast to him. After some time, Abdul dared and put his big hands on my wife’s thighs. Both felt a sudden rush in their bodies. Dhriti didn’t move his hand and let another man’s hand feel her legs.
Instead, she moved a bit closer to the gear rod to assist this Muslim hunk in making him feel her thighs. With that, Abdul knew she was interested. With some courage, Abdul moved his hand a little closer to her pussy. She immediately turned back and tapped on my legs to check if I was asleep.
I acted like I was asleep, as generally, I won’t wake up till morning if I blackout. The sexual tension was immense. Dhriti slightly moved her hand over her breasts very sensually. Abdul slowly started to rub her pussy. He started to rub her a little harder, and she let out a moaning sound.
Then suddenly, to my shock, Dhriti placed her hand on Abdul’s dick and examined it by jerking it slightly. She was shocked and said, “It’s huge. How do your wives even take it?” He said, “It’s 10 inches long and 2.5 inches thick.” Abdul increased the rubbing speed.
Simultaneously, Dhriti increased her jerking speed. She felt elated and tried her best to muffle her moans with her hands. I don’t even know what is happening. My conservative and pious wife jerks off a man who is not even her religion. She was getting her pussy rubbed by him at the same time.
I cum really hard just by watching this. Abdul kept rubbing her pussy while Dhriti was controlling herself not to moan. Dhriti removed the first two hooks of her blouse, exposing large chunks of her boobs to him. Abdul grabbed her right boob and pressed it really hard.
She released a sexy “Ahh” sound and gave a seductive look to him. Abdul said, “Madam ji, I will cum soon. Why don’t you give me a blowjob? When we are home, I will reward you well.” I was really mad. How dare he ask my wife for a blowjob. She refused every time I asked her. But to my surprise, she said yes.
When the guy is huge, any lady would comply. She bent over to his big cock and licked it a little. She wrapped her tongue around his dick and started to blow him. After taking half of his dick inside, she started to choke on it. She was sucking that dick so passionately, like a lollipop.
It made Abdul mad in excitement. She was very sloppy as the cum and her saliva were oozing out. His groin was looking very gross. Abdul held her head tight and started fucking her mouth really fast while she was gagging really badly. After 5 minutes, Abdul cum inside her mouth.
He cum loads, as it was leaking out of her mouth. Abdul released her from his hold, and she slurped all the cum from his dick in her mouth. Her mouth was filled. She tried to open the window but realised that it was not budging. That side of the window had a problem.
It won’t open sometimes, and I was too lazy to fix it. I cursed myself after watching what happened next. She tried to do something and was panicking. Abdul said, “Swallow it.” She hesitated, but she was too confused. She swallowed his cum.
I was damned as she just swallowed another man’s cum right in front of her husband. Abdul felt excited as his flaccid dick had already started getting hard. Some of his cum was still on her chin, and a few drops were on her each boob. She was looking like a high-class whore.
In the meantime, we reached our home. Abdul said to come inside the house without adjusting herself. She got out of the car without hooking her blouse and with cum on her boobs. Abdul lifted me and carried me to my room along with my wife. He dropped me on the bed.
He spanked her, saying, “Come to the other bedroom. I will make this the best day of your life.” To which she smiled seductively. Abdul left. Dhriti cleaned the cum off her face and boobs and hooked her blouse. She lifted her saree, removed her underwear, and left the room.
After 5 minutes or so, I got up. I immediately rushed to our garden and opened the window to the other bedroom. Abdul pinned her against the wall. Her pallu was lying on the floor. His arms were around her waist, and he was kissing her lips really passionately.
Dhriti was reciprocating it. He was pressing her left tit now and then. After 10 minutes of kissing, he moved his hands to her breasts and removed all the hooks. He pulled her saree away and threw it. There was my wife standing with only her bra and dress in front of a Muslim man.
He tried to remove her bra, too, but he found it too difficult to remove. It was too difficult for him, and out of frustration, he tore her bra with his hands, and her breasts bounced into reality.
Her breath speed increased as she liked his aggression. He turned her around and started squeezing her breasts. His big hands were too rough for her as she was moaning. He moved his right hand and started rubbing her pussy.
He said, “I wanted to fuck you the moment I laid my eyes on you. You are too good for your loser husband. You are made to get bred by a Muslim guy like me. My older wife wouldn’t let me fuck, and my younger wife died. I had no sex for many days. I will treat you really well.”
He undressed himself and stood naked in front of her with his 10-inch cock dangling between his legs. Dhriti was astonished again about his size. He then removed her petticoat and was shocked that she was not wearing anything under. She was leaking profusely.
Her pussy was shaven and was pink in colour, ready to be fucked. Abdul lifted her to the bed and knelt in front of her pussy. He started licking it and squeezing and pinching her nipples simultaneously. Her moans were getting loud, and I already came once.
After half an hour, he stood up and pulled her to the side of the bed and placed his dick on her pussy. Dhriti said, “Please put it slowly. It’s too big,” to which he said, “I will take it slowly. It will hurt a little in the beginning, but you will want it more after that.”
With that, he slowly started penetrating her. She was clenching and screaming. Abdul was diligent and slowly inserted his dick till the end. Then he slowly started fucking her. Her moans were getting too loud. He slowly increased his pace.
With each stroke, her boobs moved up and down with her mangalsutra. The sight of that was too exciting as I came once again. After fucking her in that position for 15 minutes in the ‘lay on the edge of the bed’ position. He asked her to get up and stand on her fours.
She complied, she was on her fours, and he inserted his dick inside her again in a doggy position. She said as she moaned, “Your cock is so big, unlike my husband.” With that added motivation, he started really screwing her. With each stroke, she was losing herself in pain and pleasure.
Now she was acting like a slut like moaning seductively, playing and sucking her boobs. This Muslim hunk let a wild bitch out of my conservative and pious wife. She never even wore any Western dresses in her life. At this point, her boobs were red because of all the mauling.
She tried to remove her mangalsutra but was stopped by Abdul. “Let it be. That way, I know I’m fucking a married woman. Look at the face of the bitch in the mirror as she is getting fucked by another guy in her own house and when her husband is over in the next room.”
She felt a little shame, but it soon disappeared as Abdul’s strokes were too pleasurable. Another 30 minutes had passed. He then turned her over. She was sleeping on her back. He moved closer to her and kissed her on her lips. He sucked her tits and went straight back to fucking in a missionary position.
He was fucking like a wild animal. Her moans were reverberating in the entire house. He said, “Bitch, I’m cumming inside you. I can’t get married to another one, but I can fuck you from now. This is the reward I was talking about. Carry my child and be a good slut from now on.”
I was in awe and was worried and wondered whether Dhriti would stop him or not. He started fucking her even more wildly. Dhriti said, “Ahh, Abdul, cum inside me. I have been trying for kids for many days. My husband is impotent. Please cum inside me with your superior seeds and make me a real woman.”
With that, after 2 minutes, Abdul groaned and came inside her. She came along with me for the 5th time. He cum inside her for a minute. When he removed his dick, all his juices flowed out of her pussy. He fell on her, and they both were too tired to move. I took a picture of that for the future.
They both slept like that. I went back to my room. It was already 2:30 in the morning, and I fell asleep. Around 4:30 a.m., I woke up because of screams. I went to the other room and saw Abdul fucking her again. She was lifted off the ground and was fucked by Abdul.
Dhriti said, “Oh, Abdul, you have so much stamina for an old man like you. This is our 3rd session. Will you cum inside me again?”
“Of course, I will drop your husband to his office and fuck you again after that,” he said.
After some time, she cleaned herself and dressed in the same dress. I went back to my room. After a few minutes, she slept beside me in our bed like nothing happened. When I woke, she was cooking, and I didn’t confront her. I left for the office at 9 o’clock.
But even in the office, I was thinking about what they were doing now. I was too curious and went back home to check to see during lunch. I opened the window of our room and the other bedroom and saw no one. I saw through the ventilation of the hall.
Abdul was fucking her on the sofa in a face-off position. Her boobs buried his head in, and she was bouncing on his dick like a bitch. This continued for a while. Whenever I went home to check on her, she was always getting drilled by our Muslim driver.
After 2 months, she told me that she was pregnant. I knew that child was not mine.