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Punjabi Suit
by Yoni (yoni13g@gmail.com)
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This story is an attempt to imitate the inimitable style
of Bhuralund: My wife and I entertain two Irish friends.
They take a fancy to my wife's Punjabi suit and offer to
buy it off her body. We had a lot of fun and we made a
lot of money. (MMF, wife, oral, anal, cuck, orgy)
***
Punjabi suit - An homage to Bhuralund
I participated in a convention of engineers that was
convening in our city, I've made friends with two young
engineers of Irish descent, and invited them to a nice
evening in our house, I mean together with m wife and
she was excited about the idea. My wife is a beautiful,
plump Indian lady, and has great tits and ass, but,
being plump, her brassiere is always too tight and
uncomfortable and cuts into her flesh, so she goes at
home bra-less under her sari.
I strongly recommended her to wear one for our evening.
But she blatantly refused, saying that she won't torture
herself in order to satisfy a bunch of my drunk friends.
At last we compromised about her wearing a Punjabi suit
for the evening, and she went and bought one, a very
beautifully embroidered one, for 1000 rupees. It annoyed
me, of course, but I had to admit that it looked very
fitting on her.
My acquaintances thought so as well. They complimented
her very profusely, and my wife glowed in her
satisfaction. The atmosphere was very nice and friendly,
especially so since they have brought two bottles of
good Irish whiskey.
Soon they turned boisterous and gay and they started
talking about how clever they were and how successful
with the ladies and, among other talk they bragged how
they had fucked a whore the evening before, for "only
ten thousand rupees" and how they had made her go all
night, and I thought to myself "ten thousand rupees? She
ripped you off!" Then they started telling ribald jokes,
which I thought rather rude, but it made my wife giggle
a lot. Well, she was also quite tipsy herself.
Somehow the Anglo-Saxon always think that we, Indian,
can't take our alcohol. I don't think that making crude
passes at my wife, and patting her ass is taking your
alcohol well, but since my wife didn't object, I didn't
want to make a fuss. Actually, my wife began giggling
uncontrollably, making me wonder why - and then I found
out that Bill's cock peeped out of his pants with every
movement. (Bill was the shorter, darker engineer)
It wasn't a very big cock. Actually, it wasn't much
longer than mine, only about six or five and half inches
long, but it was uncommonly fat, at least two inches
across. The sight made my cock go hard so I can imagine
what it did to my wife.
But it wasn't Bill who has made advances to her, it was
his friend Jeff.
He started praising her Punjabi suit, fondling it's
fabric, admiring it's embroidery, and asked my wife
where he can buy such a beautiful suit for his girl
friend.
I took the opportunity to teach him a lesson and said
that it was a very expensive piece of ritual clothing,
which I can find for him only for a very high price. He
got hooked and pried from me the cost. I told him ten
thousand rupees! Let him eat dust the braggart, making
fun of us, Indian! To my amazement he had accepted the
price without batting an eyelid. He, with Bill's
support, only asked to buy it right off my wife's body.
I tried to object, but my wife was all in favor, dazzled
by the huge sum.
She raised her hands to let Jeff pull the top off, while
Bill was pulling her pants down.
Well, they were all quite drunk, so my wife got
entangled in her pants when she pulled them off and
crashed down, falling on bill's crotch. Wow, it must
have hurt! Bill just groaned but my wife squealed and
tried to rise up. Being drunk she didn't manage and kept
dropping down, moaning and squealing, causing Bill to
jerk in his pain.
Jeff gentlemanly tried to steady my wife and help her
get up, but being drunk himself he somehow grabbed her
by her tits, instead of by her outstretched arms. She
tried to steady herself grabbing Jeff's hips, and but it
only caused his pants to fall, and expose his hard, long
cock.
It was long indeed! At least 10 inches long, but very
thin in proportion, I don't think it was thicker than
one and a half inches. Jeff of course stumbled and
almost fell down and somehow his cock entered my wife's
open mouth. The weight of course made her drop down on
Bill again, and when she tried to push herself up,
Jeff's cock, to my utter amazement, went inside all the
way down to its root.
You may ask why I didn't help my wife. Well I was so
turned on by the sight of my naked wife being impaled on
those two cocks that my own cock almost blew up and I
had to stroke it in order to calm it down. Meanwhile
Jeff was swaying in his drunkenness and kept pushing my
wife down on Bill's cock until he, I mean Jeff, roared
and erupted in my wife's mouth. My wife screamed and
dropped on Bill, who jerked spasmodically and all were
moaning and yelling and jerking until all three of them
dropped in a stupor to a heap.
The sight of my wife's spread cunt, with her juices all
flowing down her spread thighs, made me most protective,
and I crawled in between her thighs to lick her cunt
dry. It had such an awesome musky taste too, of her
juices and some musky, sticky stuff. I licked her
diligently dry with her stirring and squirming and
moaning until she woke up and said, "What ARE you doing?
Do you mean to have sex with me in front of our guests?
What..." Here she just moaned in ecstasy, letting me
answer her: "Shut up woman! Look how dirty you have made
Bill! Clean him now, he is our honorable guest!"
Indeed, Bill's crotch was all wet and sticky with my
wife's come, and since she is a good and obedient wife,
she turned over and started cleaning him. For some
reason, she has decided that it would be best to lick
him clean-well all beasts do it so it must be efficient,
doesn't it? Anyhow I turned to clean Jeff's cock, which
was also encrusted with his white musty spunk. I licked
the slack cock, imitating my wife as best I could,
savoring the salty musky taste.
Jeff's cock woke up to life with my treatment, and so
did Jeff himself. He mumbled something, and rose to his
knees, sticking his hot hard cock in my mouth, straight
down into my throat! It made me gag and quiver and I
moved back. This in turn made Jeff stumble, and in his
attempt to steady himself he has grabbed my wife's
raised ass-she was still cleaning thoroughly Bill's
cock, you know. This made her stumble forward, and
Bill's cock went all the way into her mouth. The loss of
foot hold made Jeff stumble and waver and his cock, now
all hard and stiff, went all the way into my wife's
upturned ass!
She screamed as much as the cock that was stuffing her
mouth allowed, and attempted to push herself up, which
mad Jeff sway and shove in, and so they went swaying
forward and back. I couldn't remain uninvolved. In order
to steady them, I crawled under Jeff's spread legs,
attempting to hold him steady by his butt. Somehow his
swaying balls started to slap my face and in order to
stop it, I held them in my mouth, licking all over their
musky sweat, their round firmness, OOH!
My own balls nearly exploded, so I had to relieve myself
again, stroking my stiff cock until it had erupted.
Since Jeff lost my support he went swaying and heaving
and soon has erupted himself with aloud roar, pulling
his ejaculating cock from my wife's ass.
His spunk went flying on her back, on my upturned face
and some of it even hit my open mouth. I licked off all
of it that didn't, and then Bill started jerking and
hollering. My wife, who all that time was frozen in her
comatose orgasm, has now jerked strongly her hips
screaming and yelling and dropped, exhausted.
We all lay in a heap for quite a few minutes.
Then my wife rose, folded neatly her Punjabi suit and
offered it to Jeff, who paid up, without any word, the
ten thousand rupees. He and Bill had even let me lick
their cocks clean and left, thanking us profusely. So we
had all had a wonderful and fruitful evening, and I have
even earned ten thousand rupees. Although my wife claims
that it was my doing, the bitch. She had all the fun,
didn't she?
END
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