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I honestly believe I can get my wife to let another man fuck her. At the moment she is saying no but everyday we are making some progress that makes me think it will happen some day soon BUT kissing is something that is way too intimate for us and we do it to show each other love. I don’t think I’ll ever get to watch her passionately kiss another man unless she allows herself to fall in love with him. If we ever get to that point then know that my wife has fulfilled every one of my fantasies.

My ideal scenario would be for him to ask her to kiss him but she outright refuses but then he fucks her so good that she pulls him in and makes out with him.

I honestly believe I can get my wife to let another man fuck her. At the moment she is saying no but everyday we are making some progress that makes me think it will happen some day soon BUT kissing is something that is way too intimate for us and we do it to show each other love. I don’t think I’ll ever get to watch her passionately kiss another man unless she allows herself to fall in love with him. If we ever get to that point then know that my wife has fulfilled every one of my fantasies.

My ideal scenario would be for him to ask her to kiss him but she outright refuses but then he fucks her so good that she pulls him in and makes out with him.

Kissing

I honestly believe I can get my wife to let another man fuck her. At the moment she is saying no but everyday we are making some progress that makes me think it will happen some day soon BUT kissing is something that is way too intimate for us and we do it to show each other love. I don’t think I’ll ever get to watch her passionately kiss another man unless she allows herself to fall in love with him. If we ever get to that point then know that my wife has fulfilled every one of my fantasies.

My ideal scenario would be for him to ask her to kiss him but she outright refuses but then he fucks her so good that she pulls him in and makes out with him.

I honestly believe I can get my wife to let another man fuck her. At the moment she is saying no but everyday we are making some progress that makes me think it will happen some day soon BUT kissing is something that is way too intimate for us and we do it to show each other love. I don’t think I’ll ever get to watch her kiss another man unless she allows herself to fall in love with him. If we ever get to that point then know that my wife has fulfilled every one of my fantasies

My wife Zobia moved to the UK to live with me after we got married almost 14 years ago now. Prior to our arranged marriage she lived with her family in a small village in Pakistan and didn’t really have much contact with people from outside of her immediate family.

When she moved to the UK we quickly started a family and moved to our own place. Our life was perfect until she got pregnant with our second child about 9 years ago. I started to watch a lot of prob during that time and one of the genres I became interested in was cuckolding/hotwife. I told Zobia straight away as the thought of sharing her with another man kept me up at night.

Zobia reacted as you might imagine. She had never been with any other man and had no desire to either. She completely shot down the idea. At first she would get upset at me saying it but 9 years later and now she doesn’t react the same way anymore. Now she tries to ignore it but I know the idea is slowly getting to her as she becomes extremely wet if I mention her playing with other men during sex.

Outside of my family she doesn’t really interact with other men so when I tried to find out her type in men she wouldn’t answer me as most likely she hadn’t thought about other men in that context before.

Anyway, as our children were older and in school full time now Zobia expressed the idea of getting a job and helping out with the finances. I didn’t agree at first but she was adamant that she wanted to work as she was starting to get bored at home so I agreed.

After a few months of unsuccessfully searching for work she was almost ready to give up but then I met an old school friend whilst shopping which changed everything.

Dan and I went to school together and in the 23 years after we had left I probably saw him twice and spoken to him briefly on LinkedIn once. I was surprised to learn that he had left his job in the IT sector and was now working in recruitment. Once I learnt of this I asked him if he had any tips for my wife as she was looking for a job but couldn’t find one. Dan asked me to send him her number and he would be in touch.

In the weeks following that interaction Dan had spoken to Zobia and began regularly sending her jobs he thought she might be suitable for. Everyday Zobia show me the messages from Dan. Most were job openings and some were random small talk. Nothing was suspicious as I knew they were speaking to each other regularly for work and Zobia would show me the messages and usually tell me that she thought Dan was texted no her a bit too much throughout the day.

I didn’t realise it at the time but one day Zobia suddenly stopped telling me about Dans messages or how the job search was going or even whether they were speaking or not.

I only realised one day when I couldn’t find my iPad so used Zobia’s instead. A message notification popped up from Dan so I thought I’d check it assuming it was about a job. What I saw that day completely changed my life.

“I can’t stop thinking about you. I need to see you again” was the message from Dan.

My heart started pumping faster. What did he mean? Zobia never mentioned that they had ever met in person or even that they still talk.

I scrolled up to see the older messages. There were a lot of job adverts but in between there were also personal messages between them. I scrolled all the way up to the last time I remember Zobia telling me he had messaged and saw a picture. It was a picture of a huge white cock followed by a conversation between the two of them.

“OMG, I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to send that to you” said Dan.

Zobia didn’t reply so Dan messaged again a few hours later.

“I hope I didn’t offend you. That message was meant to go to someone else. Please forgive me if you’re upset with me, I am truly sorry.”

Zobia took another couple of hours to reply but finally messaged him back “it’s fine, accidents happen but please don’t let it happen again. My husband will get mad if he finds out”

“I promise it won’t happen again… I’m glad you weren’t offended. I thought maybe I had scared you off by showing you something so…BIG” Dan was taking his chance.

“Haha, cheeky!” Zobia replied, completely out of character.

“Tell me, is your husbands as big as this?”

He sent another picture. This time his cock was near a can of monster energy drink and it was almost as thick and at least 2-3 inches longer.

“I bet you didn’t know they could go this big, did you?” Dan asked.

“Please don’t send me these things.” Zobia replied.

“Ok I promise I won’t but at least answer my question, did you know they get this big?” Dan asked again.

Zobia never replied for a couple of hours again but then finally sent a simple “No…”

The next morning Dan sent her another message, this time it was a picture of him fully naked. The guy was built like a tank. His arms and legs were huge, his shoulders wide and his six pack protruding on his tall white frame but most of all his cock looked even bigger now.

“Good morning beautiful. I’ve just come back from the gym and thought I’d show you my progress.” Said the message accompanying it “Do you like what you see?”

“Yes” was the only response she sent. Throughout the next few days Dan sent her more pictures of himself naked in various positions and also told her about his recent sexcapades and how he was fucking other women. Zobia didn’t reply much but she didn’t tell him to stop either. Instead there was the occasional “mmmm” or “nice” or “wow. Then one day she did something that completely surprised me. After he had sent her a message telling her about the woman he slept with the night before and how wildly he had made her cum Zobia sent him a picture of her cleavage.

This further emboldened Dan. “I’d love to suck those beautiful boobs of yours. Show me more, do you have beautiful brown nipples?”

Zobia responded with a picture of her bare chest.

Dan replied with a gif of a man cumming on a ladies chest.

“That’s disgusting” replied Zobia. Although she was now used to seeing another man’s dick she still hadn’t ever watched porn before and definitely didnt like cum on her body any time we had sex.

Dan replied with another gif, this time it was a man sucking a woman’s boobs.

Zobia didn’t reply to this so Dan sent another gif again of a man kissing a woman’s neck whilst sliding his hand down her jeans.

Zobia replied with a short video of her hand sliding into her salwaar.

“Don’t stop there” said Dan “you can’t tease me like this. I’ve shown you everything of mine. You need to return the favor.”

“I can’t” replied Zobia “I’m married.”

Dan sent her a video. It was a video of him jerking his cock. “Look how hard you’ve made me.”

Followed by another video as he shoots rope after rope of his thick white cum into the air “now look what you’ve done to me. All this cum wasted.”

There was no reply from Zobia the rest of the day until 3am that night. “You’re right, I haven’t been fair to you...”

With this she sent him another video. As shocked as I was I was also as hard as a rock seeing the video. Zobia was laying in bed next to me at night wearing only her underwear. Her hand slipped into her panties as she began masturbating. The video only lasted a minute but it ended with a close up of her pussy as she tried to keep her body as still as possible and remain as quiet as possible as her orgasm hit.

Then she sent him a message with a picture of her boobs “I won’t let you waste it next time. You can shoot it all here”.

The next few days their sexting got more brazen. Zobia regularly masturbated for him and sent him the videos and he would do the same including sending GIFs of sex acts he wanted to do to her. Some acts that she had refused me in the past and some that I hadn’t even thought about with my loving wife.

I also noticed that they had started doing video calls to each other from Zobia’s call history. This all lead to the message I had seen first. “I can’t stop thinking about you, I need to see you again!”

Zobia had replied to him from her phone whilst I was on her iPad. “We can’t meet again. I told you, it was a mistake and we shouldn’t speak about it again”.

“You say it was a mistake but this Duane look like a mistake to me” he attached a video to this message. It was a video that started off with a close up of a big white dick sliding into a brown woman’s pussy. The woman held onto his hips tightly as he pushed inch by inch off his cock into her tight pussy, parting her pussy lips. A familiar sounding moan escaped her lips before it turned into a yelp of pain as she was obviously not used to being stretched so much. After inserting about five inches of his cock inside of her that man took it out slightly revealing her creamy pussy juice now covering it before he slid it in again. Once again the woman half screamed and half moaned as thick intruder stretched her pussy lips apart. He slowly started fucking her with only half of his dick letting her get used to its size. Soon the screams were replaced by loud moans as he pumped his dick slowly inside of her. The man held onto her hips with both hands before inserting another inch of his cock inside of her. “You’re so fucking tight” he moaned “It feels like nothing has been inside of this pussy before, are you sure your husband fucked you”. I knew that voice. It was definitely Dan.

The camera, which I realised now was mounted on his head, panned up her body showing her beautiful boobs and then stopped at her face. He wasn’t just fucking a random brown woman. This was my wife. My innocent wife who has only ever been with me, who despite my encouragement had refused to even think about other men. I was gobsmacked and it felt like I was going to be sick but my hand was furiously pumping my dick.

“Go slow” my wife said “it feels nice but it also hurts a bit. Im not sure I’ll be able to take the rest of it.”

Dan looked back down at her pussy again as his cock was coming out of her tight hole covered in more and more of her juices. He slid even more of his cock inside of my wife. Age yelped again as it went in but slowly started moaning again as he continued to fuck her. Dan took this as encouragement again and pushed in another inch. Zobia sat up and wrapped her hands around his shoulders trying to ease the pain a little “fuck it hurts but it feels so good too” She moaned “you’re so big. I’ve never been filled like this before”.

Dan pushed her back down onto the bed “there’s still more to come” he told her as she inched the rest of his cock inside of my wife’s pussy. This was her loudest scream yet. Dan held the full length of his thick white cock inside of my wife giving her a chance to get used to it. Zobia struggled underneath him. Dan slowly removed some of his cock before pushing it fully back inside of her again. Slowly he built up a rhythm and began fucking here with the entirety of his cock. By now Zobia was close to an orgasm. Her body began getting tighter and her moans louder. Dan realised too as he began pumping it inside of her faster and faster. Zobia let out a loud moan as her body shook violently in orgasm. Dan didn’t stop his thrusts and instead held her down with his big strong hands and continued fucking her even as she begged him to stop and let her breathe. The sound of his balls slapping her ass and her moans filled the room as I saw Zobia’s eyes roll into the back of her head as a second orgasm hit her in quick succession. That is when the video cut off.

Zobia was next to message “you promised me you would delete the videos”.

Another message came from Dan. This time it was a video again. My beautiful wife was on her knees sucking Dans big white cock. She was struggling to open up wide enough to fit it in so instead began licking his shaft and his balls. After about thirty seconds of her doing this while seductively looking at the camera Dan decided to grab her by the head and forced his dick into her mouth. Zobia struggled to open her mouth wide enough but this didn’t stop Dan. He shoved more and more into her mouth as he held onto her head pulling her into him then he started fucking here face. He fucked here hard and fast not giving her a chance to breathe. Tears fell down my wife’s face as the relentless fucking made her cry in pain but the only sound coming from her mouth was wild grunts as she struggled for air. Dan fucked here like this for a while before finally letting go off her head. Zobia took his cock out of her mouth and inhaled deeply as spit from the back of her throat fell from her mouth and his cock. She looked up at the camera, up at Dan and then she willingly opened her mouth inviting him to put his cock inside it again. This time Dan fucked her face even harder. Zobia had one hand on Dans balls massaging them as he fucked her face and her other hand on her pussy as she frantically fingered herself. It didn’t take long this time, dans moans got louder and louder as his orgasm neared.

“I’m going to cum” he moaned.

“Cum on my boobs like you promised you would” my once innocent wife begged him.

Dan began to jerk his cock as Zobia held out her big boobs offering them to him before Dan shot Lisa’s after load of cum All over her chest and face. My once cum adverse wife sat there in front of him with her tongue sticking out and a satisfied look on her face as the video ended.

“Ok I admit, it did feel good for me as well” replied Zobia “but I’m a married woman. I love my husband”.

“You are allowed to love your husband and my dick at the same time. He doesn’t have to know”. Replied Dan.

“That’s true, and do I love your dick, I mean look how much you made me cum. I didn’t even know I could squirt!” Zobia replied “maybe we can meet one more time… but I feel so bad for going behind my husbands back.”

“Good girl, you won’t regret it, this time you’re going to beg me to fill you with my wire babies” said Dan “and if you don’t want to go behind your husbands back we can always get him on board too…. If you know what I mean”.

We arrived at Saqibs house the following evening as planned. Saqib lived alone so he had a couple of workers that helped take care of the house and prepare the food, Saleem and Kasim. They were slightly younger than Saqib in their early twenties and were from families just outside of our village.

As Zobia, Saqib and I spoke they prepared and brought out the food for us to eat. As anxious as I was about what was going to happen I still enjoyed the meal. They were definitely good cooks. They made sure there was plenty of food on the table for us to enjoy.

I didn’t notice anything out of ordinary with the food so may have let my guard down a bit until they brought out the drinks. It was just Pepsi but I noticed the drink in my glass was a slightly different shade than the drinks in the other two glasses. As soon as I drank it I realised something was off. I knew what I had to do. I told them I wasn’t feeling too great and wanted to go to the bathroom. Once in there I used two fingers in my mouth to make myself vomit out the drug they had given me.

As I was about to return to the dining room I heard Zobia and Saqib whispering to each other. I approached the dirt slowly and looked inside. My wife is fourteen years was holding his huge dick in her hand and playfully jerking it off. It must have been at least ten inches long and so fucking thick.

“It’s even bigger than I remember” whispered Zobia.

“I’m guessing your husband isn’t this big” said Saqib.

“Definitely not” replied Zobia “if I had let you have sex with me when we were younger I doubt I’d have ever felt him inside of me.”

“I would have stretched you out real good if you had let me. I’m upset I didn’t get the chance back then but tonight I’m not going to let anything get in my way. I am definitely going to feel the inside of your cunt” said Saqib as he slipped his hand down her salwaar.

Zobia threw her head back as he began fingering her pussy. A moan escaped her mouth just as I heard footsteps approaching from behind me. Kasim was bringing out the dessert. I greeted him loud enough for Zobia and Saqib to hear so that they could compose themselves and then we both made our way inside the room.

“How are you feeling now?” Zobia asked.

“Not too good, I’m not sure what’s come over me all of a sudden. I’m sorry for running the dinner” I replied.

“Nonsense” said Saqib “nothing can ruin what I have planned for tonight” he said a as he smirked at Zobia “I’ve been this night for many years. Why don’t you lay down on my sofa and get some rest.” Saqib led me to the sofa and told me to lie down. I did a requested and pretended to quickly fall asleep.

“What did you give him?” Asked Zobia, “he’s already asleep.”

“I had Saleem prepare a sleeping drug. He should be out for a few hours” replied Saqib.

Saqib said wasted no time. He grabbed Zobia’s wrist and led her to the sofa next to me. As he lifted her kameez over her head to reveal her boobs he began sucking them like a man possessed.

“Wait, what about Saleem and Kasim? What if they come in or my husband wakes up?” Zobia asked.

Saqib took his mouth away from my wife’s breasts and replied “they know better than to interrupt me and there’s no way your husband is waking up. I can have your beautiful little body all night if I want”. Saqib pulled down Zobia’s salwaar to reveal her wet pussy. I hadn’t realised but she didn’t wear her panties tonight and shaved her pussy ready for her old boyfriend.

Saqib fingered her pussy while sucking on her boobs for a while before kneeling down and kissing her wet cunt. His tongue explored my wife’s pussy as she threw her head back in wild orgasm after orgasm.

“Oh fuck that is soo good” she moaned. “Your tongue is just as good as I remember, it still makes my pussy wet like a fountain”. Unknowingly Zobia had revealed I wasn’t the first one to eat her pussy or make her cum. I should have been heartbroken but instead I was trying my hardest to hide my erection.

“Get on your knees” ordered saqib as he stood up “I want to see if your husband managed to teach you how to suck a cock properly.”

Saqib pulled his salwaar down to reveal an enormous cock. Way longer and thicker than mine. Zobia gulped at seeing it but quickly got on her knees and began hungrily trying to fit it into her mouth. She could barely fit more than the tip in her mouth which started to piss Saqib off so he grabbed her by the back of the head and began driving his cock into her mouth. Zobia struggled to take it. Tears began to flow down the sides of her face as Saqib began fucking her mouth with his huge cock shoving it in as deep as he could without giving her time to breathe. His assault lasted a full five minutes before he finally pulled his cock out. My crying wife smiled as she saw the satisfied look on his face.

“Lie down. I’m ready to fuck you now” said Saqib “I’ll finally get to feel your pussy wrapped around my cock after all these years.”

Zobia did as he said as she lay on the sofa with her head on my lap and her legs open ready for Saqib. Saqib spat on her pussy and rubbed it around her hole, he then began slapping her pussy with his thick cock. Zobia squirmed underneath him begging him for his cock. Saqib lined up the tip of his cock with her pussy and slowly pushed it inside resulting in a loud scream from Zobia.

Suddenly Saleem came through the door to see if everyone was Ok “is everything Ok sir?” He asked as he came in.

Zobia saw him and tried to cover herself and move away from Saqib but Saqib held down her hips and kept the tip of his cock inside of her. “Come here and hold this bitch down” he told Saleem “she’s much tighter than I thought she’d be.

As Zobia tried to escape Saqibs grasp Saleem came and held onto her naked body too. Saqib took his cue and pushed more of his cock into Zobia’s pussy. With slow and controlled strokes Saqib was finally able to get his full cock inside of my wife and began fucking her. Zobia stopped resisting and started enjoying the sensation of Saqibs cock pumping in and out of her wet pussy and Saleem began to play with her boobs.

Before long Saqib ordered Saleem to remove his clothes and place his cock in Zobia’s mouth.

As the two men fucked my wife’s pussy and mouth Kasim returned to the room. By now Zobia was bent over and taking Saqibs cock from behind as Saleem hungrily fucked her mouth. Without any hesitation Kasim removed his clothes and also lined up near my wife’s mouth. Saleem and Kasim took turns fucking her mouth as Saqib pushed her to orgasm after orgasm on his cock.

I watched Saqib slap her ass as he fucked her pussy and my wife just begged for more and more. Before long all three men were ready to cum. Saqib was the first to unload. As much as Zobia protested about not wanting cum inside of her, he didn’t listen. Saqib shot load after load in my wife’s pussy until it was dripping out and then ordered Saleem to fuck her followed by Kasim. Once all three men had cum inside my wife’s pussy they let her collapse on the sofa next to me. Saleem and Kasim went back to cleaning up as Saqib sat on the chair opposite us completely satisfied.

“Your pussy felt as good as I imagined it would all those years ago” Saqib told Zobia “If only you hadn’t moved to England with this loser I could have had it whenever I wanted but instead you made me wait all these years.” Saqibs mood began to change suddenly. He became angry.

“Saleem Kasim, come here!” He shouted at his servants. The two men entered the room as quick as possible not trying to anger their boss.

“Pick him up and put him on the floor” Saqib pointed at me. They did as they were told. I made as little movement as possible, still pretending to be knocked out.

“What are you going to do to him?” Zobia asked worried “leave him alone, this wasn’t part of our deal”

Saqib walked up to Zobia and slapped her hard across the face. Then he grabbed her by the hair and dragged her to me. “Sit on his face” Saqib ordered.

A confused and scared Zobia did as he said. As soon as she sat on my face the cum deposited by the three men began to leak out and into my mouth. Zobia realised and tried to move but Saqib slapped her again and told her not to move.

As a naked Zobia sat on my face and let the cum leak into my mouth I felt something that tasted a bit different, something warm trickling down her body and into my mouth too. The three men had begun to piss on my wife.

I’m not sure why but my body chose this moment to show her I was awake. I stuck my tongue into my wife’s mouth. Zobia realised I was awake straight away. At first she didn’t react as she didn’t want the others to realise but then she began grinding her cum and piss drenched pussy on my face. It didn’t take long for her to have another mind blowing orgasm.

I pretended to still be knocked out even after they allowed Zobia climb off and put me back on the sofa. Once I finally “woke up” Saqib tried to convince me that in my knocked out state I pissed myself hence why I smelt but me I already knew the truth.

He asked Kasim to drop us off home and whilst getting in the car I noticed his hand squeezing my wife’s butt. When we got inside our house Zobia asked me how long I was awake. I hesitated with my answer before telling her the truth “I was never asleep”.

Zobia was a typical Pakistani village girl. In her younger years she concentrated on her studies even though she knew they wouldn’t take her anywhere and that after she was married she wouldn’t need them.

She got married to me at the age of 22 and moved to the UK to live with me. I was her first everything. I thought her everything she knows about sex. My cock was the first she ever sucked, I was the first fuck her pussy and the first to suck her delicious 32DD boobs.

She had always been very petite. Weighing about 36kg when we first married. Her large boobs looked amazing on her tiny frame with beautiful sensitive nipples. Her tight butt felt amazing and her beautiful youthful looks had many men ogling at her anytime we went out.

We have been married for almost fourteen years now and not much has changed about her. Even after giving birth three times she still has an amazingly tight and very quick to get wet pussy. She looks and tastes so fucking amazing that every day I fall more and more madly in love with her.

The only issue I have with her is that she is very conservative outside (and sometimes inside) of our bedroom. She hardly wants to experiment nowadays and prefers our tried and tested slow, passionate, love making over rough animalistic sex. Usually I have to schedule it with her whenever I want sex which annoys me but it makes sense as she is a conservative Muslim woman and she was brought up not to expose herself freely or to be too liberal in the bedroom. Annoying as it is I have come to live with it even though sometimes I wished she would be more open with me or (to my great embarrassment) have had some experience before me so that our sex life was a bit more adventurous.

We regularly visit family in pakistan and whilst we are here we stay with my wife Zobia’s family in their village. This story takes place there on our most recent visit.

Zobia was on her period the days leading up to our holiday so there was no chance for sex as much as I had been craving it. As soon as I realised that her period had ended and that she had showered on our holiday I took my chance. That night as our children slept on their beds next to us me and Zobia began making out. It was a very hot summer night so Zobia suggested that I open the window shutters to let some air into our room. I did as she asked and went back onto the bed to continue our love making. This was one of our most intense sex sessions to date. Zobia stripped out of her clothes completely exposing her body to me as I inserted my dick inside of her tight pussy and began fucking her. Our pleasure was only intensified by the need to keep quiet or we would wake up the children or her family would hear in the adjacent rooms. This resulted in mind blowing sex and Zobia showing a wild side of herself that I hadn’t seen before. That night she slept in my arms as my cum trickled down her stomach. No matter how passionate it was she still didn’t let me cum inside her.

The following morning I woke up to a kiss from my wife as we made our way to the kitchen for breakfast. As we ate with her family both of our phones suddenly buzzed. We both checked our phones at the same time. Zobia’s face turned as white as a ghost and I almost choked on my food because of what we saw. We had to quickly hide our phones so nobody else was able to see.

After rushing our breakfast we both returned to our room to discuss what we had been sent. A number neither of us had sent us both the same video. It was a video of us from the night before. A naked Zobia hungrily sucked on my cock as she rubbed her pussy. Her spit on my cock as it slid in and out of her mouth and her naked butt rocking back and forth as every fold of her pussy was visible on the video.

We immediately realised it was recorded from outside of our ground floor bedroom window after I had opened the shutters.

Buzz

Buzz

Buzz

Another three videos were sent to both of us. In the first one a naked Zobia rode my cock. Her boobs bouncing up and down as she took me inside of her.

The second video featured my body on top of her as I fucked her and then removed my cock to cum on her stomach.

The third video was of my naked wife sleeping still covered in my cum.

We had no idea who had made the videos or why or how they got our number until later that day when we were sent another message “If you don’t want me to expose everything to the rest of the village and your family you need to do what I say”.

Someone was going to use our videos to blackmail us. Zobia was absolutely distraught and began to panic. I had to keep a calm head so I decided to play it casual. “You will be the one who looks bad. You’ve recorded me with my wife. Nothing we have done is wrong, nor is it haram” I replied to him.

My plan was to call his bluff. Technically it would be absolutely awful if anyone was to see the videos as Muslims should not be exposing themselves to others and it destroys my wife’s modesty and her image but we were not doing anything wrong.

“Watch the videos again” came the response. “Are you visible in the videos?”

“Of course I’m in the videos” I said to Zobia. We replayed them. He was right. Although we all knew it was me the videos had been cropped to not show my face at all. If you told anyone that she was having sex with another man in the videos they might actually believe it as you couldn’t tell it was me.

Zobia decided to reply back herself “what do you want from us and why are you doing this?” She replied from her own phone.

“I want you!” The reply came.

“No way!” She replied “don’t be silly. I’d never sleep with scum like you.”

“Well then, I guess I’m going to have to spread these videos around the village. Let’s see what your family thinks.”

Zobia began to cry. I held her and promised her that I would fix this. I couldn’t bear to see my wife exposed like this.

I messaged the number and told him I wanted to meet and that I would give him money if he deleted the videos.

He replied to me telling me to convince my wife to sleep with him if I wanted the videos deleted.

I couldn’t do it. I threw my phone on the bed and consoled Zobia again. An evil man was about to ruin our lives and there was nothing we could do. My reputation would be fine but I could not bear to have him ruin my wife. “What if we agreed to meet him and before he can do anything we force him to delete the videos?” I said to Zobia. Her face brightened up with hope.

The hope was quickly lost as reality dawned on her “Do you think he would actually delete or that he wouldn’t have any back ups? What if there is more than one person involved too?”

She was right there were an endless amount of possibilities that we just couldn’t account for. I didn’t know what else to suggest. I said the unthinkable. “We go back to the UK soon. Why don’t we do what he says and then he’ll delete the videos himself?”

Zobia looked at me shocked. I pulled her towards me. “I know it won’t mean anything and you would only be doing it to protect us and our family” I tried to reassure her.

Zobia sobbed into my arms for the next ten minutes before finally speaking “are you sure he will delete them if we do what he says?” She asked through tears.

“I’m not sure but we can only hope he lives up to his word” I told her.

As Zobia was on board I messaged him again. “Ok, we’ll do it” I told him. “Where do you want to meet?”

He replied back with a location. It was a house not too far from where we lived and we definitely knew who lived there…. Waqas.

Waqas was a family friend of Zobia’s parents. He was around her age and went to school with her back before we got married. His parents passed away a few years back leaving him to tend to the family farm and his wife had left him too so we he lived alone. We’d been speaking to Waqas on an almost daily basis since we had come to Pakistan for our holiday so this was definitely a surprise.

As agreed we arrived at midday to his house. Visiting family or friends wasn’t out of the norm during our holiday so Zobia’s family didn’t question it when we told them where we were going.

As soon as we entered the compound Waqas popped out to welcome us and lead us inside. We followed him without a word and took our seats inside. Waqas offered us drinks and then reiterated the terms of our deal, he is allowed to have sex with Zobia and then he would delete the videos. I once again asked Zobia if she was sure that she was willing to go through with it. She agreed as Waqas looked at me and smirked. He took Zobia’s hand and led her to the bedroom after telling me to wait downstairs.

I’m not sure why I did it. Maybe it was to make sure my wife was safe but a little part of me must have wanted to see them having sex too. I quietly climbed the stairs and stood outside of his bedroom door.

“Such a great plan” Waqas whispered “I didn’t think your suggestion of recording through the darwazi would work but look at this he has brought over his wife for me and put her on a platter for me to fuck”. I wasn’t sure who he was talking to. Was there another man in there with him? Were they going to use my wife together?

“I have waited almost 20 years to fuck this tight little cunt of yours” he said.

“Do you remember our time at school together?” He asked her.

Zobia mumbled something I couldn’t quite hear.

“You were so fucking hot then too but now you’re so much hotter.” He told her.

Your boobs feel so good. I guess it’s true that they get bigger after giving birth.”

Then he said something that completely through me off.

“Your nipples are just as big as I remember though”. When had he seen her nipples before? “I can’t wait to suck them again”

“You’re talking too loudly. What if my husband hears you?” Zobia said, “everything will be ruined”.

“What the fuck” I thought to myself. My heart started beating faster.

“Fuck, and your pussy is still so fucking tight. I can’t believe you wouldn’t let me fuck it all those years ago and yet the man you saved it for couldn’t even stretch it out properly”. I opened the door slightly so I could see what was happening. Waqas had hips mouth wrapped around my wife’s boob as he slipped his finger into her pussy.

“You’re not still upset about that are you?” Zobia asked him “I might not have given you my pussy but you’re the only man who I let fuck my ass”.

“You’re right” Waqas said as he turns her around and bent her over, exposing her ass in the air. “I loved fucking your ass so much I don’t think I cared much about not fucking your pussy back then but now there is one thing I’m craving more than anything else.” Waqas pulled down his salwaar and lined his cock up with Zobia’s pussy from behind.

“I wasn’t the first man to fuck this pussy but today I’m finally going to get my turn while your husband waits downstairs”. He pushed his cock into my wife. A moan escaped her lips as she tried to cover her mouth. Waqas didn’t go gently. He hungrily pounded my wife’s pussy from behind as I grappled with the harsh truth I had just learnt.

I was the one who took my wife’s virginity but I wasn’t the first person to have sex with her like I thought. My loyal wife Zobia had given up her anal virginity to Waqas before we had met. He was the first one to suck her boobs and play with her nipples. He was the first one to see her naked body and he was the first one to slide his fingers inside of her and now they were both using the excuse of blackmail to continue their youthful romance.

Waqas pulled Zobia’s hair as he thrust into her. The sound of their bodies slapping together filling the room as Zobia covered her mouth to muffle her moans and screams. It was long before Waqas turned her around and pushed her onto her knees. He shoved his cock deeper and harder into her mouth than she had ever allowed me as he began fucking her throat. “Mmmm your mouth is just as good as I remember. Did you miss my cock?”

“Yes” Zobia replied as he pulled his cock out of her mouth before he drove it straight back down her throat again.

“Have you ever let your husband fuck your mouth like this?” Waqas asked.

“No, never” Zobia replied. Her spit dripping from her mouth and his cock onto her kameez. “I’ve only ever done this for you”.

“That’s the good little slut I remember” Waqas said “even when I let those other boys take their turns with you it really turned me on that you wouldn’t let them do everything they wanted”

“I belonged to you back then. Even though I knew I had to save my pussy for marriage I knew what I had to do to please you first” Zobia said. My heart had already broken into a million pieces before I had heard any of this. The fact that Waqas wasn’t the only one she had been with didn’t even send me down further. In fact a new sensation was starting to build up within me as I realised I was beginning to get hard.

“Qamar and Zaheer are coming back to the village in a couple of days for a wedding. Maybe we can recreate our childhoods again whilst they’re here. Do you think you can convince your husband to let me use you again after today?”

Zobia took a deep breath as Waqas shoved his cock back into her mouth and began fucking her with some speed instead of waiting for her answer.

He fucked here like that for a few minutes before taking his cock out and stripping off her remaining clothes.

“I’m sure I can convince him. Just tell him you’re not ready to delete the videos yet and you will do it after I spend the night over here. I’ll make him tell our parents that you and him have recently become good friends and you want to host us for a late dinner before we go back to the UK. Do you think Qamar and Zaheer will still want me though? I hear they are both married.”

“Oh they will definitely want you now that your pussy is on the menu too” Waqas told her as he thrust into her wet cunt once again. It didn’t take long. All the dirty talk of their past and the right forbidden fucking pushed my wife over the edge as she began to cum around her first lovers cock.

I couldn’t hold it in any longer either as I began to cum without touching myself whilst watching my wife have a mind blowing orgasm on another man’s cock. I completely converted my salwaar in cum as my wife’s body violently vibrated on Waqas’ cock and she locked her mouth in passionate kiss with him.

Waqas wasn’t done yet. As I looked around for some way to clean my cum and my clothes I heard him say “bend over. I’m going to fuck that ass that used to make me so much money back in the day.

Zobia’s screams escaped the room this time as he shoved his cock inside. I couldn’t bare to watch anymore so I made my way down stairs and back on the chair they had left me on.

I showered as quick as possible and came back down. “What time is John coming over?” I asked my wife Zobia as she put the food on the table.

“I was only joking” she laughed. “I haven’t even taken the rubbish out” she pointed at the bin that she told me she emptied earlier “were you hoping he’d already be here and inside of me by the time you got out of the shower?”

She continued laughing as we both sat down to eat. To be honest that was exactly what I was expecting and after fourteen years of marriage I wasn’t surprised she had read my mind nor was I surprised that she had use my fantasies to get me out of the shower quicker.

As we ate I wrapped my hand around my wife and pulled her closer to me hoping she realised how much I loved her and how much I enjoyed what she had done for me that morning.

After eating we cleared up the mess together and went by our day in a blur.

The next few days neither one of us mentioned John or what had happened but instead our own sex became way more passionate and intense. We had sex everyday and some times multiple times a day. If she had seen John in passing that day then multiple sessions of sex were more or less guaranteed especially if she had seen him through the window at night.

Zobia even began to try more things in bedroom with me. Where previously we would stick to our position facing each other she began to ask me to fuck her in doggy and to spank her. She also started talking dirty to me during sex, begging me to spit in her mouth or to fuck her harder. A few times she even asked me to a finger in her butt. Even though neither of us said anything I could tell she wanted to recreate that session with John.

For his part John kept his word. He never approached us or on the street apart from the occasional greeting. He had messaged me a few times asking about Zobia but after I told him she wasn’t ready for another meeting with him he backed off.

One night after I had put the kids to sleep and started preparing to have sex with my wife, she stopped me. “I think I’m ready…” she hesitated, “for… for another massage.”

My heart started beating super fast as soon as I heard this. “Ok” I replied “John isn’t back until Monday I think but I’ll speak to him when he gets back” I tried to answer as casually as possible without showing how excited I was. I climbed into bed and kissed Zobia. It was Friday night so he would be back until at least Monday evening and even then we wouldn’t be able to arrange anything until his housemates had left for work on Tuesday morning so it gave us four days to play and prepare.

I slid my hand into Zobia’s salwar and reached for her panties. Before I could slide my hand inside and feel her warm pussy, she stopped me and removed my hand. Instead she put her hand on my cock and began jerking me off while kissing me. “Please don’t be mad” she said as she broke off the kiss “I want the next person inside of me to be John.” A pulse shot through my body cock as it reacted to her words. Zobia smiled at me noticing the effect her words had on me as she increased the speed she was jerking me off. “Is that ok?” She asked me as she stared into my eyes.

“Y-yes” I managed to get out

“Good” she said” I knew you’d like this idea. She spat on her hand and rubbed it onto my cock to use as lubricant as she went back to kissing me again. “Even though I want him to be inside of me next doesn’t mean I won’t give you what you want” she teased as she made her way down and began sucking my cock “unless of course you want the next time you cum to be when your wife is cumming on a big white juicy cock” she didn’t even have to finish her sentence again. As much as I wanted to hold it, I couldn’t. I unleashed all of my cum all over Zobia’s face.

As she finished licking up every drop she climbed up and hugged me whilst kissing me again allowing me to taste my own cum from her mouth. “Ah that is a shame, if I had known earlier that’s what you wanted I wouldn’t have made you cum. Oh well never mind. You can have the next few days to recharge and then you can show me just how much it turns you on to watch another man with your wife”

Tuesday took absolutely ages to come around. I communicated with John that Zobia was ready for him again and he agreed to call in sick again so that we could play during the morning whilst his housemates were working.

After I dropped the kids off to school and returned home I found Zobia pacing around in the living room. As soon as I entered she embraced me in a hug holding me tightly.

“Is everything ok? I asked. “If you feel like backing out there’s still time” I reassured her.

“No, it’s not that” replied Zobia. “We got really lucky last time” she began, “ I wanted him inside of me so much that I was willing to do anything for him so much so that we didn’t even use protection.” She was right. I had been thinking about this too.

“If he had chosen to finish inside of me instead of in my mouth I’m 100% sure I would have begged him to do it considering how good he made me feel. If it comes down to it today Please stop him regardless of what I say and make sure we use protection, and also, please tell him not to try and kiss me. I only want to kiss you. I’ll gladly get fucked by him but I love you and only you. Kissing is something only for me and you “.

She lay down the ground rules and made it obvious that she was once again expecting more than just a massage but I knew there was something she still wanted to say. “What is it? Is there something else? You know you can tell me.”

“I…. I…” she was hesitating again. After what we had done, what we were going to do what was she embarrassed to tell me? “I lose control when I’m him and it feels so good to just let go. His hands and his mouth feel so good and oh my god his dick is just… WOW. Apart from the two things I mentioned please don’t try and stop him from doing anything else. Even if he….” She hesitated again, this wasn’t a rule for him this was a rule for me, her husband “even if he… slaps me or spits on me or bites me please don’t stop him. I want to please him just as much as he is going to please me today, maybe even more.”

My wife Zobia grew up a conservative household in Pakistan in a small village. The only interaction she had with men was with her father and some cousins who lived nearby. Her school and college was only for girls. We got married almost 14 years ago and she moved to the UK to be with me. Around eight years ago through many years of watching porn I began to develop a fetish for being cuckolded. At first I tried to keep it to myself out of shame but after a while it became all I would think about so when I first told Zobia of my desires she was obviously surprised and a little hurt.

Eight years later though the thought of me sharing her with another man is mentioned by me regularly during sex and boy does it make her hot and bothered. Even though she’s never acted on it and I haven’t forced her either if I mention another man fucking her whilst we have sex she almost immediately begins to cum and she can cum multiple times per session. After sex though she completely denies that she orgasmed to the thought of another man and straight up refuses it.

I still try my best to convince her. Pointing out men to her that I think she might like even though she hasn’t revealed her preference to me yet or trying to (unsuccessfully) get her to watch porn and see for the first time what another man’s cock looks like and how big they can get.

One of the ways I have tried to convince her is to try and get her to go for a massage with another man. I’m sure just seeing another man touch her body would be enough to satisfy me and hopefully get her willing to try more but she is yet to agree to , that was until….

We live in a town just outside of London where there is a big Pakistani population. My family lives nearby, maybe a 15 minute drive from our home and we visit them daily. Myself, Zobia and our three children live in a house that we moved into just when our youngest was born a few years ago. Most of the houses on our road are large family houses but there are some that have been converted to flats and one house directly opposite us which is currently being used as an Airbnb. The Airbnb is rented out to tradesmen who work away from their homes during the week and most week there are new tenants/tradesmen living there.

From what I have seen of them they are there from Monday to Friday and then the house is vacant over the weekend. Each one of the men that rents the house has their own room and they each have their own van when they come to the house causing a nightmare for parking on our road. I have only ever seen what looks like white Englishmen go into the house.

From our upstairs landing we can see directly into the front bedroom when the blinds are open and for the past few weeks the same man has been staying there during the week. Most mornings he is out of the house by 7am and then returns around 5pm everyday. From 5pm until late he is in his bedroom usually on his phone. As our house is on a slope it is higher than his giving us great visibility.

Usually as soon as he gets home he strips down to his underwear and gets straight into bed under the covers but recently as the weather has improved he has stopped closing the blinds to let the air in and also stopped getting under the covers. Instead anytime we look outside our landing window now we see a well built white man laying in his bed in his underwear.

I was the first to notice this. I’m not one to get excited by seeing other naked men but the thought of one day catching him completely naked sparked something in me, what if Zobia saw him naked?

It didn’t take Zobia long to notice him either. One night as we were going upstairs to bed I saw caught her eye looking out of the window. At first it looked like he was just laying on the bed playing on his phone in his underwear but it didn’t take long to notice he actually had his dick in his hand and was masturbating to something playing on his phone. Zobia had noticed this too. In fact her eyes were fixated on him. When she noticed me watching her she began to turn red and turned away pretending she didn’t see.

I couldn’t let an opportunity like this go to waste. When we got to our bedroom I pulled Zobia in close to me and began to kiss her. Before long my hand was down her salwaar and rubbing her already soaking wet pussy. “Did you see something you liked? I see you’re already very wet” I said to her.

My fingers slid inside her sopping cunt as she replied with just a moan. As I fucked he that night I made sure to mention how hot it was watching her stare at his white dick. Although she didn’t say anything her body gave me all the encouragement I needed. That was some of the best we had in a long time and it was all due to a chance glimpse at one of our neighbours.

Over the next few days everytime we’d go upstairs we’d look outside for him. Zobia would pretend she wasn’t looking but she would slow down a lot when we got to the landing and stare out of the window for a few seconds before going to our bedroom. We didn’t catch him masturbating again but Zobia seemed to enjoy seeing his body in his underwear and it was enough to turn her on for a great night of sex.

On the following Thursday night I went upstairs first to put the kids to bed while Zobia stayed downstairs to call her sister. As it was a school night the kids went to sleep pretty quick so I waited there for Zobia to come upstairs. Her phone call with her sister usually lasted a long time so at first I wasn’t too worried but when it hit 10pm and she hadn’t come up I became a little worried. I decided to go check on her and bring her upstairs in case she had fallen asleep downstairs.

When I opened our bedroom door I heard my wife’s muffled moans coming from our landing. As I got closer to her I noticed she had her hand down her salwaar and was playing with her pussy while she stared out of the window. I knew straight away what she was looking at. Our neighbour was there masturbating on his bed again.

Zobia didn’t notice me walk up behind her so when I wrapped my hand around her waste and pulled her into me she jumped and screamed a little. I instantly put my hand over her mouth to stop her from waking the kids and slid my free hand into her salwaar. I began to rub her pussy from behind as I began to grind my hips against her butt.

Before long my trousers were off and my cock was buried inside of my wife’s pussy from behind as she watched our neighbour masturbate whilst I fucked her. This was probably only the second time she let me fuck her from behind in almost fourteen years and I did not hold back.

The next day as I got out of my car after dropping the kids off to school our neighbour approached me. He introduced himself to me as John and shook my hand. He told me he was part of a team of construction workers who were staying in the house opposite us and that apparently he had seen me and my wife the night before from his bedroom window. My jaw dropped when I heard this, one at the embarrassment of being caught watching him and two at the fact that we are meant to be good Muslims who didn’t do things like this.

He saw my surprise and told me he wasn’t upset at us watching him and then said he really liked the show we put on for him too. Before leaving he told me that if we were interested in playing together then to let him know as he knew my wife definitely liked what she saw.

When I got inside I told Zobia what he had said. At first she became upset that another man had seen her but then I’m guessing she started to like the idea as she grabbed me by the hand and led me upstairs for another round of fucking.

After sex as we lay in each others arms Zobia buried her face in my chest and told me “I think I’m ready to try what you want”

My heart started beating a hundred miles per hour hearing this. This was what I had wanted for almost eight years now. I pulled her face up towards mine and began to kiss her. As I began to get hard again at the thought of her fucking another man Zobia climbed onto my cock and began to ride me.

As it was a Friday I knew he wasn’t due to be back until the following Monday so I hoped between now and then Zobia didn’t change her mind. Unfortunately I was half right about her…

On Sunday evening as we lay in bed Zobia brought up the topic. “I don’t want to have sex with him” she told me “I’ll let him give me a massage though”.

I was disappointed but this was her decision and I wasn’t about to force her to do anything she didn’t like. I agreed to just a massage with the hope that it opens her up to more in the future.

“I also don’t want to kiss him and I’m not going to take my clothes off either” she continued “I’m going to keep my bra and panties on the whole time. You need to make sure you tell him it’s just a massage and nothing else.

I agreed to her demands and waited for Monday to come round. The next day he returned in the evening. As his van pulled into the house me and my family were also returning home. As we got out of our car he noticed Zobia and smiled at her. She grabbed our kids and took them to the house a little embarrassed.

I decided now was as good a time as any to talk to him and approached him. I told John what had happened over the last few days and how she went from wanting it to only wanting a massage. John just laughed and said not to worry. If I bring her to him he will do the rest. We agreed that on Tuesday after his housemates leave for work and I have dropped the kids off to school I would go to his house with Zobia for a massage.

When I told Zobia this later that night I could tell she was visibly excited and also a little afraid. The next morning she was up earlier than usual rummaging through her underwear drawer. When I asked her what she was doing she said “nothing, just looking for something to wear”. I noticed she picked out one of her sexiest green lingerie sets. As she began to put it on I also noticed that she had freshly shaven her pussy. I didn’t know when she woke up but it must have been a while ago if she was already showered and shaved.

After I dropped the kids off to school I asked Zobia if she was ready and if she actually wanted this. Now was the time to back out if she wanted. Zobia reassured me she was fine with it and that it was only a massage so it wouldn’t be too bad.

John was waiting by the door as we approached his house. He instantly opened the door and invited us in. Once inside the house he extended his hand out to Zobia to shake hers but she refused to shake his hand and just stood there still and silent. John smiled and then led us into the living room. He offered us drinks which we both refused and told us to follow him to his bedroom where he would do the massage.

Inside the room he told us he would give us some privacy and for Zobia to take off her clothes, lay on the bed and cover herself with a towel while he went out to get the massage oils he just bought.

Once he left the room Zobia came over and wrapped me in a tight hug. I asked her again if this was what she wanted or if she was doing it for me. She told me she wanted it but she was a little scared. I reassured her that I would be with her the whole way and won’t let anything happen to her that she doesn’t want. As I said that Zobia loosened her grip on me and reluctantly removed her kameez followed be her salwaar as she stood there in a strangers bedroom in just her underwear. She lay down on the bed face down and I covered her with the towel, covering from below her butt up to her shoulders.

I noticed John lick his lips as he entered the bedroom. He smiled at me and then made his way to the bed where my wife was laying down ready for him. Her body shivered a little as his cold hands touched her shoulders to remove the towel a little as she hid her face away from him. I reached out my hand and held hers allowing her to squeeze it tightly.

Johns massage focused on her shoulders as he sat to her side. Zobia let out quiet moans as his hands brought her brief moments of relief. As his hands made her way down her body he removed more of the towel before teasing his hands down her back and brushing the sides of her boobs. Zobia’s moans became more frequent as he focused on the curves of her body.

Lower and lower John went exposing more of her body until the towel was completely removed. He licked his lips as he saw her butt before taking his hands down to caress it. John began to massage my wife’s but occasionally slipping his hands into the straps of her panties before making his way up the side of her body to her boobs again and then back down. Zobia was really enjoying this as the feeling of his fingers teasing her was making her moan uncontrollably.

John began massaging her butt with one hand as he removed his top and his trousers leaving him only in his boxers. Zobia’s eyes were closed and she was facing away from him so she didn’t know what he had done.

Johns hand slipped down to Zobia’s thighs as he continued his massage with both hands. He teased my wife with his fingers climbing up her thighs but stopping just short of her pussy. After teasing her a little he began to take his hands higher until they were lightly brushing against her panties as Zobia’s body squirmed at his touch. I could tell Zobia wanted him to touch her there now, her body began grinding against his hand trying to force it closer to her pussy but John was not done having his fun yet. Everytime he felt her move her hips back he backed his hands away.

Johns fingers traced the outline of my wife’s panties from behind as she opened her legs wider for him. John took up his position behind her as he lifted her hips off the bed and placed a pillow underneath her. Zobia’s butt was now pointing up at John begging for him to slip a finger into her panties and John decided to oblige. As he teased his fingers along her panties he slipped his thumb inside her panties and brushed her pussy directly. Zobia’s body quivered as if it had just been hit by lightning as John slipped his other thumb inside too. He began rubbing her pussy as my wife rocked her body against his hands.

John pulled one of his thumbs out and held it up in the air showing me just how wet he had made my wife before lifting her hips even higher so that they were not aligned with his own. With the new space he had created he slipped his hands to my wife’s boobs as he caressed them he pulled her butt up against the pole in his boxers. Zobia squeezed my hand again as she realised what was rubbing against her pussy.

John rubbed his cock against her pussy as he groped her boobs from behind slipping his hand inside her bra to feel her soft mound directly.

John leaned down over her and whispered something into her ear. I couldn’t hear it but I made Zobia instantly let go of my hand and reach down between her legs. She began to massage johns cock over his boxers before slipping her hands inside and taking it out. Her eyes were still closed so she hadn’t seen what I had seen but I knew from her reaction when it sprang out and slapped her pussy that she realised just how big it was too. He was huge. At least nine inches and very very thick.

John looked at me as he pulled my wife’s panties to the side and pressed his cock directly against her wet pussy. He leaned down over her again and whispered something into her ear for a second time. Zobia opened her eyes and looked at me for the first time since this started, she reached out her hand again and grabbed hold of mine “I’m ready to do it. Please ask him to fuck me”.

I almost blew my load right there hearing those words coming from my wife’s mouth but managed to compose myself long enough to do as she requested “fuck my wife please” I managed to get the words out as John placed the tip of his cock at my wife’s entrance.

One thing that was considered normal when me and my wife Zobia had sex from the start of our marriage was how much enjoyed it went I ate out her pussy. She would go absolutely wild and almost always cum So when she asked me one night not to go down on her I felt a bit disappointed but then thought she’d had a long shift at work and probably felt sweaty and disgusting so I agreed to her request.

Zobia had started working in a takeaway a few months ago. Her second job since she came to the UK almost fourteen years ago after we got married. She’d usually work the day shift but Thursday nights she’d work till late which coincidently was our regularly scheduled night for sex too. She made the effort to give me some time after work and never left me disappointed but when she asked me for the third week in a row not to go down on her my heart sank. It was something we both liked to do.

As we made out in our bed I slipped my hand into Zobia’s panties. She tried to push it away but I wasn’t going to take no for an answer today. My lips moved from her mouth onto her boobs. I circled her nipples with my tongue as my fingers rubbed her pussy. She stopped resisting as much to my hand and let out a quiet moan encouraging me to continue.

As I latched my mouth onto her boob and began sucking it I inserted a finger inside of her. To my surprise she was already soaking wet and my finger slid in with ease. I smiled at her as I slid a second finger inside of her. Her soaking wet pussy betraying her and showing me how much she actually wanted it. I continued to finger here pussy as I alternated between kissing her lips and sticking her boobs.

I knew I wouldn’t get any resistance now. I opened her legs wide and made my way down her body. Zobia tried to push my head away but I wasn’t going to stop until I gave her the pleasure we both craved. The pleasure of her cumming on my tongue before I put my dick inside of her. I placed my head between her legs as she tried to push it away with both hands. It was too dark to see anything but my tongue found her pussy. I wasn’t sure if I smelt it first or if I tasted it first. The distinct taste of cum emanating from her pussy.

A gush of fluid escaped her pussy and went straight into my mouth as Zobia moaned. I was too horny to stop now. I buried my face between her legs and lapped up every drop I could. Zobia has stopped protesting now and has both hands on my head pulling me deeper into her. I didn’t know she could get this horny or this wet. My tongue exploded every inch of her pussy as I hungrily ate up my reward. Zobia began to cum. Her orgasm hit her hard and fast as she gushed more and more of her juices into my mouth. She pulled me up towards her by my head and kissed me as she guided my cock into her slippery, wet pussy.

I fucked my wife like a man possessed as thoughts of what could have made her so horny went through my head. I couldn’t hold on for long as I shot my load deep inside of her pussy as we both crashed out onto the bed in each others arms.

The rest of the week I tried to recreate this feeling with her, this wetness but no matter how hard I tried I couldn’t get her that wet until Thursday rolled around again. Once again she asked me not to go down on her again but once again I forced my way down there and waiting for me was the sweet nectar from my wife’s pussy that I had tasted the week before. That savoury salty taste that I yearned for the whole week. Thick warm and white fluid leaking out of my wife pussy and straight into my wife as I buried my tongue as deep inside her as I could trying to extract every drop as my beautiful wife Zobia rubbed my head up and down her wet cunt.

Once we had finished having sex my naked wife got up and went into our en-suite bathroom to clean up. I gathered my clothes to get dressed again and noticed her panties. They were already covered in cream from before I went down on her. I picked them up and the same scent that entered my nose earlier as I went down on her was entering my senses again.

Somethings was starting to bother me about all of this. Why was she always hesitant on Thursdays after a late shift at work? What was this fluid that was on her panties before I even started playing with her? Why did it taste distinctly like cum? And why did I want it even more?

When Zobia returned from the bathroom I asked her about her day at work trying to get some answers. She told me that the takeaway was busy but it was quiet for the last hour before closing. The manager had sent most of the staff home early as he apparently did most nights and as Thursday was her night to stay late she had to stay to clean up and then help cash up at the end of the night. She was hesitant with that last piece of information. She has been there a few months but never mentioned being alone with anyone before. I always assumed there were other people there.

The following Thursday I turned up a little early to pick up Zobia from her shift. I didn’t go inside m, instead I parked my car at the back of the takeaway near the back office. It was late at night so the car wasn’t visible as I saw my wife enter the office and close the blinds. The takeaway was closed so only the clean up and counting of the cash was remaining.

I don’t know what I was doing or what to expect. I got out of my car and stood by the office window just out of sight of anyone that might be passing by. I heard the sound of two people kissing and the sound of clothes being removed and thrown on the floor.

“I’ve been waiting all week for this” I heard a man say. This must have been her manager Aakash and you’ve been teasing me all day like a naughty little slut. I can’t believe you’re the same lady I had to threaten to fire before she let me touch her for the first time.”

Zobia had told me he would probably sack her when she first started for working too slow but I encouraged her to keep going and working harder. I didn’t know working harder meant this.

“Fuck your pussy feels so good” he moaned.

I stood outside listening. My heart was beating fast knowing what my wife was doing. Anger was taking a hold of me as I wanted to start banging on the windows to force myself in but a feeling was also stirring in my pants especially when I heard my wife’s moans.

“Fuck me harder, please don’t stop. I want you to cum inside me again” I heard my wife Zobia as she begged him.

“Yeah you want me to cum inside you again so you can feed your husband my cum again don’t you, you little whore?” She had told him about. I never expected anything like this from my conservative Muslim wife but she had told him how she was feeding me his cum.

“Yes give it to me, fill me up” her moans getting louder as she began to cum.

Both Aakash and Zobia began to cum loudly.

That night after we got home and put the kids to sleep Zobia pushed me onto the bed and sat on my face. As she pulled her panties to a side Aakash’s hot cum dripped out of her pussy and straight into my mouth.