Swinger Sex With Hot Bengali Couple
I am married to a sexy bombshell, Sunita. She is hot, all curves in right places and is a typical desi bhabhi. She is fun to hang out with, enjoys every little moment. She doesn’t mind jokes below the belt from my friends and occasionally has wine when her other bhabhi friends give the company.She is a perfect hostess and is very sensitive to my needs and expectations especially when we have guests. I love her and she too is in love, and we make it naughty on the bed with new things every once in a while. She wears usually nighties which hug her form.I suspect she loses her panties and bra once I go to the office. Yet, that strangely turns me on. I regularly bring her some see through and skimpy lingerie which she wears for me.We live in a flat and there is a house just opposite us which was unoccupied since we moved in. It gave us a good private verandah too. Sunita made out with me sometimes in the verandah and one late night we had sex, fully nude, in the verandah against the door of that empty flat.That was crazy and horny and since then Sunita would put on her skimpy one-piece lingerie to see me off to the office. Sometimes she would also hand me her panties wet and smelly and put it in my office bag so that I was horny enough when I come back.One day, as I was leaving for office, I found someone was in the empty house. It seemed to be a voice of Manish, who lived two floors below us, and his wife. As I was putting on my shoes wondering if they would move here, especially Manish’s wife ‘Pammi’, who had the most attractive breasts and ass in our society.Just then Sunita appeared in her silky maroon robe, which covered her torso but not her legs. That thing just covered her ass, though if she bent over, it would expose everything, since it was silk and had very less elasticity. Her white legs, thighs were on sexy display meant to tease me out to the office.I didn’t know if she had her panties on, but it was clear with her pointed nipples that the bra discarded last evening, hadn’t found its way back. Just then Manish and Pammi appeared at the doorway and greeted me. This situation was strange as Sunita didn’t have much time to run and wear some clothes but she couldn’t speak to them either.Pammi noticed Sunita’s dress and immediately said, “Kya baat hai Sunita looks like you just woke up!” With a playful giggle. Manish was averting his eyes forcefully away but Sunita’s hot body made it harder to do so. I casually called them in our house for a coffee, thinking they might say some other time and leave.But Pammi moved right in followed by Manish. Sunita looked at me strangely but we had no choice now. I sat with them both in our hall, chit-chatting while Sunita stood unsure of what to do. Manish said he had a deal with the flat owner, since it was empty, that Pammi would conduct tuition for some kids in our apartment and split the profit 50:50.I said it a sweet deal since tenants were less this place and good for Pammi too. Meanwhile, Sunita went to get coffee for all and Pammi followed her. As I and Manish spoke, I heard Pammi giggling teasing Sunita. Soon they came back, and surprisingly Sunita still had her sexy robe on which I expected she would change.She even served, bending over a bit to Pammi and Manish, showing up her legs, and gave a cup to me. I guess Manish had a good look too at Sunita’s back of thighs. It gave a stir in my loins. Sunita settled next to me on the sofa, mindful not to expose her crotch accidentally.We all had coffee and Manish asked if some students would turn up accidentally at our door please guide them. We agreed and Pammi said if they see Sunita they would definitely lose track of tuitions. We all laughed and Manish vehemently agreed.I said I need to leave to office and told them if any help is needed we are there. Saying that I left and they too seemed to move. As I reached the office, I called home. Sunita sounded horny and said they too had left after I had gone. She did mention Manish kept staring at her crotch while sitting and at her robe covered boobs when leaving.I joked Pammi would be mad at him and her, but Sunita said, she’s more likely to enjoy, as it was her who stopped her from at least putting on her panties while she made coffee, let alone wear a dress.That evening we fucked and fingered in the hall, listening to sounds of students arriving and while Pammi was taking her first class across the verandah. We even kept the door unlocked and after I came in Sunita’s cunt, she pranced around pantieless while the cum dribbled down her legs.She had now worn a short dark grey skirt, a cream camisole, with nothing under, her ass cheeks jiggling and erect nipples pushing out. As the class ended, the students left. Pammi was leaving, while Sunita offered her some water as she might be tired. She came in and I was watching TV.Manish too joined us in a while, and as he saw Sunita complemented her on her dress. Pammi had a typical Bengali cotton saree and looked like a horny condom ad model. I too told her that she looked sexy, and Manish agreed. He said Pammi doesn’t wear modern clothes like Sunita, to which she said, if she did so, instead of tuitions there would be something else here!We all laughed. Manish still kept drooling at my wife’s legs and she did try to show him more by bending over more than necessary once or twice. Pammi patted on his arms once to interrupt his staring but he and I just laughed. This game went on for a while. Sunita liked to show off her body and Pammi liked it.By the fourth or fifth time, they both still visited us after tuitions. Sunita even dared to wear a big towel once as if just had a shower. Manish would leer and comment but still, it was a turn on for both of us. Then one day they came in after tuitions.Pammi seemed to be covered more than normal in her saree. Sunita was ready in her babydoll lingerie today. She had a thong and no bra to tease Manish. Manish was wearing sports shirts and shorts and I too had my sleepwear on. As usual, he started to flirt and gaze upon her gams.Now Pammi sat next to me. Manish told me he could actually convince Pammi to wear a sexy dress. I asked him, when? He told now! And winked at Pammi. She dramatically stood up and removed her saree to reveal a sexy baby doll. She had stockier but smooth legs than Sunita, a protruded ass, and a generous cleavage to show her braless tits.Sunita said, wow today your students won’t study at home! They compared their lingeries and then they left. Surprisingly, she walked down the stairs without her saree. Anyone coming up the stairs would have seen her cunt. Sunita climbed on me in the verandah as they left and took my cock inside her babydoll sliding off her thong.I asked her, “Itni geeli kisko dekh kar hui ho?” She said “Manish ka dikh raha tha!”I asked, “Uska pasand hai tumhe?”She said,” Darr lagta hai!”I said, “Main hoon na.”She didn’t reply but almost peed orgasmically. But now I heard some movement on the stairs. and before I could react Pammi ran up with her keys and saw us. Sunita hurriedly covered up her sloppy cunt but her left boob was hanging out. I pulled up my shorts but still, my cockhead peeped out.Pammi smirked and went past us saying sorry for the disturbance, but she had left her purse inside the flat. As she came back, she traced a finger on Sunita’s boob and said, “Enjoy!” And winked at me. She was still in her lingerie and her boobs moved about sexily inside that.As she got down, I sucked again Sunita’s boob and put my cock in her within milliseconds. The sound of Pammi’s steps stopped and I was sure she wanted to watch us. I grunted as I came in Sunita’s cunt and Sunita kept saying “ah, ah ah…” Then we got inside the house cuddling to our bed.That night I asked Sunita to play a notch up with Manish and Pammi. She was shy and reluctant to speak of it even but agreed that she would try something funny to fire up our fantasies. I picked out a cream camisole and small printed boy shorts for her.Her bald but swollen pussy made a good appearance on it like a camel toe. She got me my swimming trunk which tightly hugged my form and clearly impressed my upturned penis and balls. Then she gave me her pink oversized t-shirt which made me look gay in the wide collar.We decided to take the game to the next level.
Next day, as the students left, Pammi came out locking the door behind her. She was wearing a tight office skirt and a shirt. Sunita welcomed her and asked where was Manish bhaiyya. She smiled and said wait, and called him on mobile. As he picked up, she said, “Aao abhi, tuition khatam ho gaya. Sunita bhi bulaa rahi hai!”Manish came in a sports short and a basketball vest. His cock was semi-erect and visible from the one size tighter short. As he entered, Sunita welcomed him by hugging. He held her too and they settled on the sofa. After some chitchat, he said this dress looks good and sexy.Sunita added, “Yes, it’s very comfy, see even the material is so soft!” Saying this she thrust her boobs to him as if wanting him to cope a feel. Pammi watched them intently in her dress herself showing some legs. Manish carefully held the cloth over Sunita’s boobs with his fingers. It was obvious he had a good look at her boobs.But was a bit hesitant since his wife and I were watching. Sunita smiled and said, “Hai na soft, niche se bhi pakdo.” and handed him the lower part of her camisole. This was exposing her tits partially to me and Pammi and while he caught it his fingers traced on the buttery boobs of my wife. A wet spot was forming at her crotch.Also with a musty smell of her sex and there was some other stronger smell too. I observed now Manish had a big erection and his pre-cum was oozing on his shorts. I got up asking Pammi to come and help me make coffee. She followed me to the kitchen. She was quite familiar with our kitchen and within minutes we made coffee.She told me her dress was new and I said it looked “mast” on her. She asked me why I wore Sunita’s shirt. I said, “We love some kinks like that. She even makes me wear her underwear to the office.” She giggled and said, “That’s ok but she keeps flashing her assets here like now Manish was watching her tits!”I said, “She is innocent and sometimes do not understand what’s happening around.” When we walked back coffee in hand, Manish still held her camisole in one hand, and another was suspiciously withdrawn from her boob. His crotch now directly faced her and his man smell was emanating from his shorts, wet with his precum.Sunita seemed to be in a daze. Now as she got up to take coffee. I saw one of her tits was partially still exposed, her nipple so taut that it was about to burst. As they went back, we had furious sex and my cum splattered all her smooth cunt. I asked her that I need more action.But she said it was now becoming dangerous and we might regret it later. I said I wont regret but she can stop if she wants or rather if she can! The next day I made her wear a transparent baby doll, which had net for covering her boobs. The pussy side was opaque but it was too short. I pleaded her to discard panties.As we heard Manish and Pammi outside, I asked her to take Manish to their flat in some pretext. Pammi wore a salwar today and comfortably sat with me in the living room. Sunita led him to their flat to get some “sugar” for coffee. He was lost watching and drooling her.They came back giggling after around ten minutes. Pammi was a bit taken aback as Sunita’ s tits were visible. As Manish sat down, Sunita bent over in front of him in some pretext. This showed him her entire bald pussy and asshole. This was making me and Pammi horny.She said, “Sunita teri sab kuch dikh rahi hai is dress me!” Sunita looked around, still bent over and asked, “Really?”Pammi giggled and said, “Manish stop staring!” But Sunita was in no mood to cover up. She stood like that and said, “Ek photo kheechna, I want to see how it looks!”Pammi didn’t have her mobile but Manish did. He eagerly took a snap, and Sunita sat next to him to see. Even I walked over with my erection bobbing up and down. The photo was like from a porn movie, with focus on Sunita’s glistening pussy lips, open, inviting, and her flawless asscrack.There was no trace of hair, making it look like sunny leone’s pussy. Sunita feigned an exclamation, “Eek, isme toh sab dikh raha hai!” Pammi giggled and said pinching Sunita’s nipples from across the transparent lingerie, “Your boobs bhi dikh rahe hai!”Sunita grabbed Manish’s thighs and pleaded, “Please bhaiyya kisiko mat dikhaana yeh pic!” Manish held her hands and said “no bhabhi” but moved her hands slightly so that it caressed his balls and base of his cock through his shorts. Sunita acted as if she didn’t know where her hand was.She grabbed him again, “Please bhaiyya kisiko bolna bhi mat ki aapne mera woh sab dekh liya hai!” Now her fingers were tracing Manish’s hard cock over his shorts and his hard cockhead was bent slightly towards left and oozing precum with a hot smell. Manish said, “Kya sab?”Sunita said, spreading her thighs and showing her pussy, “Yeh sab!” Manish took another photo of her glistening pussy and said, “Yeh toh poora geela hai!”Sunita said, “Nahi toh!” And guided a finger of Manish to her pussy.Pammi stood up and said to me “Bhaiyya chalo mere saath mujhe change karna hai!” We went to Manish’s house and Pammi locked the door. She then casually started to remove her salwar and said to me, “Sunita ka body mast hai, Manish ko bahut maza aa raha hoga!”Saying this she turned away from me and her top was off, and her bra was and skin of her back was visible. I said, “Bhabhi aap bhi mast hai!” She said, “Line mat maro, mera pati idhar nahi hai!” I said, “Haan woh mere biwi ke saath hai!”She had now removed her bottoms and her ass and legs were visible. The sexy bitch was wearing a g string and her entire ass cheeks were looking sexy.I moved near her and held her hips. My cock was also erect now and grazing her ass through my shorts.She said, “Chee, bhabhi ke saath nahi!” in a playful tone and giggled. I was overcome with lust and removed my shorts and threw it away. My cock bobbed up and down and Pammi saw it. She said, “Oh both of you have no shame! Baba!” and removed her bra and threw it.I snuggled up to her, my penis now between her g string clad ass and held her boobs. She wriggled free from me, got her phone and took a pic of me. She now kneeled down, kissed my cock tip and gave a lick and said, “Chalo bahut ho gaya!” She got her lingerie and put it on herself. I too again put on my shorts.We went back again to our house. The door was open. I saw that Sunita and Manish were still sitting on the sofa facing each other. Manish’s cock was out and was in the hands of Sunita. Sunita was playing with it and her pussy too was open to Manish.Pammi said, ” Yeh lo, lund pakda diye hain!” Manish said, “Arre usko laga shorts mai kuch chupa rakha maine” and laughed. Sunita said, “Bhaiiya ka bhi geela ho raha tha shorts, isliye nikaal di!” Now I stood near them and said, “Manish ka toh geela nahi hai!”Sunita took my hand and placed it on the tip of Manish’s cock and said “dekho!”His abdomen was clean shaved and smooth. He was leaning his back on the sofa and gave a twitch as I touched him. His sticky precum was all over my hands. I sniffed it and it was a very strong smell.I said, “Kya strong smell hai yaar!” Then I kneeled down and sniffed Sunita at her crotch and said, “Arre idhar bhi same smell aa raha hai!” Pammi giggled and said, “Manish lag raha hai daala hai Lund udhar!” Her saying of word Lund, again and again, made me horny.Sunita said, “No, woh kyu daalenge udhar. Woh mera smell hai, lag raha hai tumhe Pammi ne apnna sungaaya hai isliye bhool gaye ho!” I sniffed Manish again closely. This time he was leaking like a tap. I traced my finger on it and smelled and even licked it.That was horny and I heard a whimper from Pammi. Sunita was smiling at me. Now she said, “Mera bhi dekho!” I traced the same finger on her puffed wet pussy slit and smelled her juice. It was a musty odor of her own, but I said, “It seems the same!”Now Pammi said again “Manish ek baar daal ke nikalo phir soongne Se pata chalega!” Sunita looked at me as if begging, I said, ” Haan, Sunita tabhi pata chalega!” Pammi slid closer to me now, her boobs poking my arm and leg against mine, recording a video on her phone.Sunita slowly positioned herself above Manish’s erect wet cock. Her nipples were burning holes through the net of her baby doll, erect and pointed. Now she lowered herself as Manish held his cock base. His hot cock penetrated my wife’s pussy like a hot knife in butter. I could hardly restrain myself from cumming.Pammi watched intently as her lips pouted open. After a couple of mild and slow strokes, she lifted herself up, though not wanting, but with a kinky plan. She now beckoned me near to her freshly penetrated pussy and said, “Abhi soongh ke batao, yeh kiski smell hai!”I sniffed and licked her pussy entrance, it had a mixture of Manish and Sunita’s juices. Pammi too made it near and licked once from Sunita. Sunita had a mini orgasm when it happened. I got up and said,” Manish ur juice ka strong taste hai!”Pammi said, “Bhaiiya aap bhi daalo ek baar.” I stripped down and positioned myself opposed to Manish keeping Sunita in between. Now Sunita got up and lowered herself again on my cock slowly facing Manish. That was awesome and Pammi took out her phone to tape it.Again after a couple of strokes she got up and made me lick. I couldn’t say anything as I was about to cum.Now Pammi licked it again like a hungry bitch and made Sunita sit on Manish’s erect cock. This continued a while and on the third time, Sunita started to ride Manish very hard. She got up faced me and again fucked Manish and said to Pammi, “Pammi tu is ke lund pe baith.”Pammi discarded her thong and sat in the same position as Sunita. I slowly put my cock in her hairy cunt holding her ass through the baby doll. While they fucked us they got into a mad make out kissing and sucking each other on boobs and lips. Soon I sensed a build-up of cum in my balls ready to shoot.I said loudly, “Pammi mujhe aa raha hai!” She increased the pace of fuck. I guess Manish was also about to cum and Sunita did her sexy gyrations. We all climaxed once and soon making out with each other. Manish was a smooth guy and I enjoyed kissing and licking him too while he played with my ass.After this, there was no holding back. I started to fuck Pammi whenever I found her and sometimes would find Manish sleeping in my bed when I woke up in the morning. He would walk naked in our house and both me and Sunita would lick his cock.Sunita sometimes went at night to them for a threesome too. They both knew I liked to lick cum off pussy and offer me after getting fucked by Manish. One day Manish came to me at the night and we too had gay sex while Sunita went to Pammi for a lesbian night out.
