Everyone except me laughed at this lecherous joke about the ass of my wife. Even my wife didn’t mind being called Saali or being pinched in her naked ass cheeks and she too gave a relieved smile that the director was not shouting at her but instead joking at her.

The director removed his hand from her skirt and went to discuss the lighting with Javed.

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Gauhar rushed back to the room to change back to her old red panties. I noticed that she didn’t wait for a second to go into the room once the director had left her and I was proud that my wife still hadn’t lost her shyness and she remained the same loyal housewife who was ashamed to stand panty less. She returned wearing her red panties with the same mini on her.

Shyaam went to the adjoining room and returned with a dozen panties but they all were about the same size as the white one. Since these panties had been ordered for regular slim heroines who sometimes had to use pads also to fill in these panties, they were all too small. Because Gauhar was a 28 yr old housewife with big fleshy buttocks, this panty problem has arisen. This time Javed gave a suggestion.

“Ok, there’s a shop nearby, we will buy some new panties which will match Gauhar’s size”

The director too agreed. But neither Gauhar nor I knew her size since we always used to take one of her old panties to the shop and buy a new one.

Shyaam went to Gauhar and asked her the panty size and Gauhar simply blinked. She turned to me and I came to her rescue. I told Shyaam that we always buy giving the old one as sample.

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Immediately Shyaam said, “OK, give me any old panty that you have!”. Since the prospect of Gauhar needing another panty never struck us that morning when we had come for audition for the tele-serial, obviously the only old panty of Gauhar was the red panty which was wearing now.

Since I felt almost guilty that I didn’t even know the panty size of my wife despite having been married to her for 3 yrs, I could not bring myself to say that to everyone. So before somebody could raise a question, I myself told Gauhar to give the panty that she was wearing. Gauhar again looked at me as if to confirm whether I am actually asking her to remove the single panty that she had and remain panty less before all these men.

I told her, we had no other option and anyway, she could always cover up with her skirt. So Gauhar went to the adjoining room and removed her panty and came out and gave it to Shyaam.

Shyaam collected the panty as if it were a gift and I saw him taking a sniff of my wife’s just worn panty while he was walking out of the room. My wife too noticed it and it was very clear that, she was highly embarrassed by the whole situation.

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After giving the panty, my wife walked up to the bed taking all possible care not to expose beyond her thighs and sat on the bed carefully crossing her legs so that there was no real danger of exposure. I too was relieved that my wife had handled herself with common sense and still managed to save her pride in front of these men.

The director was busy telling Rohit what he should be doing in the scene while Javed was adjusting the lighting for the forthcoming scene. Only I and the touch up boy were standing idle and the director must have noticed this. He also noticed that my wife had started to sweat again!

He immediately told the touch-up boy, “Arey, Panty aaney thak thumara kaam tho kar ke rakho! Whore is sweating like hell and you are standing and watching!” . I noticed that the director had by now successfully nicknamed my wife as “Sali”(Whore).

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Before talking about that incident that just makes my nipples hard and heart beat fast till now, let me tell you about myself in brief. I’m a guy with slightly fair complexion, standing 5’8″ and have 38-26-40 status. Although I own a circumcised dick of 6″ but I am more a submissive, girly bitch on bed rather than a manly man.

Also due to excess amount of estrogen in body, I own round boobs naturally and girly voice that makes even straight men hard and enjoy a fuck session with my worthy drooling ass. I’m working as a journalist for a reputed fashion magazine but interested to work for foreign services for which I am going to give the interviews.

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Anyway, how I meet my British friend and how I became his private whore is just a magic that happened into reality. My family members are business oriented people so they established themselves in various corner of the world. My cousin brother stays in London and he meet many guys.

Although he’s perfectly straight but he too loves my big ass and fucked me ( I’ll share his story later), he knew my obsession with men specially guys from Scotland. They have that massive masculine personality and inside their undies, holds one of the big cocks that pound ass into prolapsing one. My cousin introduction his British friend, Austin Matthews, through Skype and there after we started chatting and sooner, doing video call.

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One day, he told me that he’s coming to India for a business meeting. I was pretty excited to meet him and finally a week later, he landed to India. The moment when I saw him, still makes me hard. He’s massively tall, 6’3″, muscular, with brown beard and golden hairs with sparkly grayish blue eyes. The moment when he saw me, he came up and hugged me with his big arms that cuddled me completely. I can feel the heat in the beast boy who’s as gentleman from outside but a beast was about to be reveal sooner.

I took him to one of my apartment that is not in use. He came in the month of September and that time, it was raining heavily in Delhi. After reaching to the apartment, he asked me to stay with him for the night as he want to spend time with me and also next day ,he was going to Mumbai for three days business meeting So, I couldn’t resist to decline his request.

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After having lunch, we had chit chat and suddenly he asked about my boyfriends and sex life. We were open to each other since we were introduced but he never dared to ask me to do any sexual thing and he told me about his break up with his girlfriend. As soon as I was telling him about my sex life, I noticed a sensation in his Capri that he wore but I pretended to be ignorant. Later I asked about his same sex crush for which humorously he answered as I was his gay crush that made me blush but aroused.

Later, we decided to hangout outside in evening. We enjoyed a lot and while coming back, it was heavily raining and we went there by bike and Austin was riding it. We were wet completely when we reached at apartment. There we took off our clothes and for the very first time, I saw Austin completely naked with his semi erect penis. He was looking at my boobs and I can see lust in his eyes………

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He took me in his arms and kissed me like hero do in any Romantic movie. He smooched me like hell and there after,I saw his cock was fully erect. I didn’t measured it but I guess it was 8.5″ long and 4″ thick with a pink tip. He presented his muscular body to me and that drooling cock just made me ass hole wet. He smiled and lie down on bed. Now it’s my time to show my man the best he deserves on bed. I presented my round, clean shaven ass and we started doing 69 position. He was licking and fingering my asshole like a beast and I was sucking his cock like a greedy slut that was enjoying 100% sale offer. I hold his cock till the deep end and while gagging his dick, it stuck in mid. I wasn’t able to breathe so he took it out and kissed me like I’m his wife.

We both were hard and wanted to make our body unanimous but he did more foreplay with me than I have ever imagined. For the very first time, I saw a completely masculine guy, having interest in women’s pussy, sucking and licking my top of the erect cock that just made me piss out hard. He did this nonstop for about 20 minutes. Then, he grabbed my boobs and started sucking it out.

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He was licking my nipples and pumping my boobs like an alpha male. It was the best boob sucking that any man gave me on bed. He did that for 5 minutes. Although he did foreplay a lot but his dick was as hard as I left. Now he was ready to take me heaven with his Scottish alpha man fantasy.

I was lying on bed in missionary position and to support and alleviate my ass, I put a cushion under my back. Before he starts fucking, he bent down and started licking my ass just like pussy and looking at me with his toxic sigh. He placed the tip over my butt hole and gently pushed his cock. When he pushed that massive cock, I started screaming and even pissed a little bit but then he didn’t cared and gushed his cock completely but after then the nightmare happened. He took out his dick with strong force that just made another scream. He made me calm down and next time when he put his cock inside, it was not as painful.

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He started fucking my asshole and I started grabbing his golden hairs with my small fingers and that blend of masculine -feminine moaning made him more excited. He was filling my ass completely and he fucked me for about 20 minutes. Then he asked me to become his bitch in doggy style. It was raining outside so lights were off. He took me to our balcony and he fucked me bare like his bitch for about another 10 minutes. He was about to cum but then he took out his cock from my ass and we went inside. He then asked me to bend down and he started fingering my ass. Initially he put two fingers in my ass but as soon as I’m getting Cumming hard, he started fisting me that made me a strong sensation to pee like girls. He laughed and called me his “Naughty Indian Wife with cock”.

After fisting, I was bit tired but he was on his full swing. He knew that I’m tired so as a gentleman, he asked me to lie down on belly on bed and there after, I sucked his cock and juicy balls filled with lots of love. He was energized and ready to breed Scottish seeds inside my drooling ass.

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He put his cock inside my ass and started fucking me along with smacking my ass. I was enjoying his every inch like a pure slut. He started cussing me in his dialect and I was also doing same. Within next 15 minutes, Austin cummed out and seeded my ass with his love. I also cummed out too. When he took out his cock, his semen was over flowing. I put my finger inside my hole and licked that juicy cum.

He looked and smirked at me and proposed me to be his only gay slut. I accepted that and there after, he kissed me like a man of my dreams and we slept naked. Next morning, when we wake up, he missed his flight so he postpone his meeting and that day, we experimented other sex positions.

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He left India after those lovely 11 days that I spent with him like his wife. He cared, defended and gave me every pleasure that I always wanted. We are still in contact and he is still single like me. Whenever he comes to India, he stays at my house and he’s coming this April and we are planning to trip to Andaman.

Hope you all enjoyed my story.

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The taxi-driver was a big guy. He looked huge and took up most of the front seat. I could barely see anything in the front since his huge posture blocked the view. We had been on the road for about ten minutes now and already hit bad traffic. After a while, as me and my husband dear were engrossed in our coochie-coo, the driver turned around and told my husband, “Saahab, aap bahaut naseeb waale ho.”

“Kya matlab?” asked my husband, puzzled at this sudden comment.

“Aapko itni sundar patni mili hai. Bahaut khush naseeb ho saahab.” He replied,grinning.

I could see that my husband had been angered at this, but he didn’t have the guts to say anything, looking at the size of that man sitting
in front of us. You are reading this desi sex story on desi bahu dot com. Finally, I decided to do something.

“Driver! Gaadi roko! Kaise badtameez aadmi ho tum! Sharam nahi aati tumhe?” I said in a voice filled with anger.

“Arre madam, aap toh aise hi naaraaz ho gayi. Maaf kar dijiye madam.” He said, but his expression clearly indicated that he wasn’t sorry at
all.

“Kya maaf kar de! Passenger se is tarah bartaaw kiya jaata hai! Rok do gaadi issi waqt!” My voice quivered as I tried to sound assertive.

“Accha accha madam.” He said. “Maine toh aise hi keh diya. Gareeb aadmi hoon. Teen saal pehle meri patni mujhe chodkar kisi aur ke saath
bhaag gayi paise ke liye. Kya karu memsaab, tabh se bas..gaadi chalaata hoon aur apna pet bharta hoon. You are reading this desi sex story on desi bahu dot com. Aur koi iccha hi nahi bacchi.”

I could detect the truth in his sad voice.

“Oh..” is all I could say. I felt a little guilty now for being so harsh to the poor man.

“Hamme maaf kar dena bhai.” My husband said, placing a hand on his shoulder from behind.

“Koi baat nahi saahab.” He said. “Maafi mujhe maangni chaahiye. Pehli baar itni sundar jodi dekhi. Thoda mann machal gaya. Kya kare, akela aadmi hoon.”

“Nahi nahi bhai, apne aap ko akela matt samjho.” My husband said.

“Tumhaara naam kya hai?”

“Hanif” He answered.

“Hanif bhai, ek kaam karo, aap aaj hamaare ghar chaliye, Wahi khaana kha lijiyega.” He said and then turned and looked at me. I just nodded in approval.

“Nahi nahi saahab, mein gareeb aadmi. Memsaab ko buraa lagega.” He said

“Nahi Hanif Bhai.” I said “Mujhe buraa nahi lagega. aap gaadi ghumaa lijiye. Waapas wahi chaliye jahaan se hamme pickup kiya tha.”

He smiled, turned the taxi around and we headed back to our place. Hanif felt a little uncomfortable entering our house. You are reading this desi sex story on desi bahu dot com. I could make out that this man had entered in such a posh house for the first time in his life. I looked at him, admiring how big this man was. I don’t know why, but I have always been attracted to men who are rather large than usual. And this man was really big. He must have been 6 3″, and really really broad shouldered. Himesh led him to the living room and asked him to make himself comfortable on the sofa. He sat down, smiling.

I looked at him and smiled too. All this while I was contemplating whether I should change into something comfortable. Since our previous plans were to go out for shopping and then a little dinner in a good restaurant, I was wearing a nice lemon colored low neck salwar (bottom) kameez(top). It was skin fitting, with the kameez wrapped around my body tight enough to show how curvaceous my young newly-married body really is. You are reading this desi sex story on desi bahu dot com. I was wearing what every newly wed dulhan wears, a set of bangles that covered both my wrists.

I decided not to change, feeling too lazy to do so. I just headed to the kitchen to get Hanif bhai something to drink. I came out of the kitchen, carrying a tray with two glasses of Pepsi and placed it on the center table. I took a glass and served it to Hanif Bhai, who accepted it with a smile on his face.

I could trace his eyes peeking into my low-neck as I leaned to serve him. I didn’t mind. Infact, I kinda found the appreciative looks to be
a turn-on. I went and sat down on the couch next to my husband. Himesh put an arm around me and we started chatting with Hanif Bhai. All this while, I could make out that Hanif couldn’t stop admiring my curves.

His eyes traced every inch of my body all the time. I felt as I was being stripped naked by this mans eyes. But I didn’t say much. I pitied
the mans condition. Lonely for three years, wife deserted him, he could use a little eye-candy. You are reading this desi sex story on desi bahu dot com. I decided to take it a step forward to make him feel better.

“Arre Hanif bhai, itne durr kyu baithe hai aap.” I said. “Aayiye na, hamaare paas hi baithiye.”

Surprisingly, he didnt show any resistance. He came down and sat right besides me. I felt a little uneasy, sitting there on the couch in the middle of two men.

“Madam, aap bahaut sundar hai.” He said, taking a sip of his drink. “Saahab, aap bahaut khush naseeb hai. Itni chikni cheez aapki baahon
mein kaskar baithi hai.”

“Chikni cheez??” I thought to myself. I had never been addressed like that in my life. I could sense the discomfort that my husband must’ve felt at that moment.

“Madam, aapki mehak hi itni pyaari hoon. Kya bataoon, mann macchal gaya. Bahaut dino baad apni patni ki kammi mehsoos kar raha hoon.”

Saying this he made a bold move and put and arm over my shoulder where my husbands arm was. Now I was sitting between two men, with their
arms around my thin shoulders. My husband all this while was quiet. You are reading this desi sex story on desi bahu dot com. He was too afraid of this man to say anything. In comparison to this man, my husband was not even half his size. He could lift my husband on one arm, and two of me on the other. You are reading this desi sex story on desi bahu dot com. I felt a cold shiver run through my body as he moved even closer to me, now placing his nose over the side of my neck, taking a whiff of my perfume.

I looked at my husband and saw fear all over his face where I expected anger. His forehead was sweating while his body was shivering as his wife was getting nuzzled by this giant of a man.

“Sorry memsaab” He said, moving away suddenly. “Thoda control ke baahar ho gaya. Maaf karna.”

“k-k-koi baat nahi Hanif bhai” said my husband. I looked at him and shocked. He shook his head, afraid that I might blast off any minute
now. Hanif laughed at my husbands response.

“Memsaab, aapke pati toh bahaut acche aadmi hai. Aur bahaut samajhdaar bhi. Haina Bhaisaab?” He said, looking at my husband. “Bhaisaab, aap hamaare liye chai kyu nahi banaa laate.”

“Mein le aati hoon” I said, trying to seize this opportunity of getting out of this situation. I tried to get up but Hanif’s huge hand grabbed me by my arm and pulled me back on the couch. “Arre nahi nahi memsaab, aap takleef na kare. Hamme aapki company bahaut bhaa gayi hai. Ham yahaan aapse baatein karenge. Aur saahab hamaare liye chai banaakar laayenge. Kyu saahab?” He said, his hand holding my arm
firmly. My husband was left with no choice now. I couldnt believe as I saw him getting up and walking away, towards the kitchen.

My breathing grew heavy as I found myself alone in the living room, sitting besides a man thrice my size. He looked at me and smiled. I
cursed my husband for inviting this man over to our place for dinner. You are reading this desi sex story on desi bahu dot com. But from the look on Hanif’s face, he was indeed the happiest man on earth. He put his arm around my shoulder once again and pulled me closer. A broad smile on his face revealed his yellow paan-stained teeth. “Memsaab, aap toh ghabraa rahi hai. Dekhiye, aap samajhdar aurat hai. Nayi nayi shaadi hui hai aapki. Aap hi bataayiye, shaadi ke baad, agar aapka pati aapko akela chodkar chalaa jaaye, toh aap kya karogi?” Saying these words, his hands were on my lap now, slowly stroking them.

“Teen saal ho gaye memsaab. Mera bistar nahi garam kiya kisine.” his hands were reaching for the naada of my salwar now. “Aapka bada ehsaan hoga mujhe memsaab, agar aap meri pyaas bujhaade. Mein aapke saath zabardasti nahi karna chaahta. Isliye please, maan jaaye toh aapke aur aapke pati ke liye hi behtar hoga.”

His arm pulling me closer to him now, literally squeezing me against his hard smelling body. “Mein apni taakat ka istimaal nahi karna chaahta. Warna aap toh dekh hi rahi hai apne pati ko. Bechaara gabhraa gaya hai. Isliye kehta hoon, maan jaaiye memsaab.” Saying this, he finally pulled at the knot of my salwar, undoing it.

My husband came into the living room carrying a tray with three cups of tea on it. What he saw made him let go of the tray right there. In front of his wide-open eyes was his wife, with a strangers arm around her shoulder, squeezing her left boob. You are reading this desi sex story on desi bahu dot com. The man’s other hand was pulling his wifes salwar down forcibly as his face was burried in her neck, kissing and sucking on it.

His young newly-wed wife was being ravaged by a beastly looking man. Hanif looked up as he heard the crash. He laughed and said “Koi baat nahi saahab. Abh chai ki zaroorat nahi. Aapki sundar biwi hi kaafi hai mere liye.” Saying this, he got up, pulled me up by my arm. My salwar fell on the floor.

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