u/Such_Kaleidoscope458

Here is how we started our journey:

https://www.reddit.com/r/punjabicouples69/s/A3MOpnkc5K

Gonna write Part 2 now… about what happened after she finally came here.

In the beginning everything felt normal. She got a job at a fast food place. Our sex was good too.. we were fucking regularly, still talking dirty, still roleplaying a bit. After a few weeks I asked her if she wanted to do it again with someone else. She said she couldn’t do it in front of me. I said okay. We kept the fantasy alive in bed instead.

Then a few months later she casually mentioned a young Punjabi guy at work who kept flirting with her. He was the only other Punjabi there besides the manager, so they talked a lot. His name was Jagmeet. I asked how she felt about him. She said he was cute, had a nice smile, and looked at her in a way that made her a little nervous. I told her to go for it and have fun. She still didn’t want to do anything in front of me. I said fine.. same way as India. I’ll listen, you send me photos, everything.

So it started. First few days it was just kissing and touching in his car after work. He invited her to his place a couple of times but she refused. Then I suggested she bring him to our apartment. I’ll hide in the other room. Tell him that room is rented and the roommate is out of town, and that her husband works late. She hesitated, but finally said okay.

On her day off she texted him the whole story. He replied almost instantly.. yes. Of course he did.

He came over that afternoon. He called from the lobby. I locked myself in the other bedroom. She went downstairs to get him.

When they walked in she offered him water. They stood in the living room talking about random shit. He asked about me. Then it went quiet. I knew they were kissing. I heard the soft wet sound of mouths, then a sharp slap on her ass. A few seconds later the bedroom door closed.

Our rooms share a wall. I pressed my ear against it. At first I only heard muffled movements and soft moans. Then I started hearing sharper sounds.. he was slapping her tits too. Hard. She let out little gasps every time his hand landed. After a while the bed began creaking. She was telling him to go slow, her voice already shaky, but he wasn’t listening. He was fucking her hard. I counted more than fifteen loud slaps.. mostly on her ass and tits. Then I clearly heard him growling in Punjabi, something like “Bhenchod, fuddi changi maraayi lagdi aa..” and he started pounding even harder. Her screams cut through the wall. High, broken, desperate.

At one point the bed stopped moving for a bit and I heard wet, gagging sounds. He was fucking her throat. I could hear her choking, the thick wet gluck of his cock pushing deep, her trying to breathe through her nose. He kept talking dirty while he used her mouth. Then he went back to fucking her pussy again, even rougher this time. The wet slap of skin got louder. Eventually he came.. long, deep groans while she made those helpless sounds underneath him. After that, silence.

A little later the door opened and one of them went to the bathroom. My phone buzzed. She had sent a picture. She was lying on the bed, legs slightly open, his thick white cum streaked across her stomach, between her tits, on her neck, and a few drops on her cheek and lips. Her pussy looked swollen and used. There were red handprints on her breasts too.

They stayed in the room a while longer. Then he left.

I waited a few extra minutes to be sure. When I came out she was standing in the living room, cheeks flushed, looking shy but also a little proud. My cock was rock hard. I grabbed her hand, took her straight to the bedroom, and put her on all fours. I pulled her panties down. Her pussy was bright red and still wet. I buried my face in it immediately and started licking. She moaned and pushed back against my mouth.

“He was so big,” she whispered. “Started the same way… only it was his cock instead of your tongue. He didn’t hold back at all. Kept slapping my tits and my ass while he fucked me.” I could still see the red marks on both. I kept eating her, tasting how much wetter and softer she was. After a couple of minutes she turned over, pulled her legs up high, and told me the rest.

“Then he put my legs on his shoulders and just started drilling me. I thought I was going to break. He didn’t stop even when I came… I kept dripping and he kept fucking me through it. And before that… he made me take him in my throat. Properly. Until I was choking.”

While she talked I stroked my cock fast. Her voice, the way she described it, the sight of her freshly fucked body.. it was too much. I came hard, shooting all over her stomach and tits, mixing my cum with whatever was still left of his.

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