Nisha’s Husband Swap 3 : Visitors. Chapter 2.

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Nisha woke the following day to the sound of more fucking next door.“Oh, God! Oh, God! Fuck me harder! Fuck Mummy, then shoot your cum on her big tits. Oh God, your cock feels so good!”Fraser was evidently giving Poonam the fucking of her life, and another pang of jealousy struck Nisha, strengthening her resolve to get Fraser’s cock in her holes that night, no matter what it took.She was sure Chris, still sleeping beside her, would enjoy fucking Poonam too. Nisha knew he got desperate for anal, and although she sometimes let Chris fuck her when he was horny, anal sex between them had never been the same since he had found out his cock wasn’t big enough to get her off. Chris was a caring and generous lover who always put Nisha’s pleasure above his own, so knowing his dick wasn’t doing anything for her also killed his enjoyment of anal. But he had his needs, and if Poonam, Meenakshi or anyone else enjoyed his cock more than she did, Nisha was happy to lend him out for a while, providing she got a big, hard dick in return.“Oh yes! Oh my God, there’s so much cum! Let Mummy lick the last drops from your cock.”It seemed Fraser had blown his beans over Poonam’s tits, just as she had asked.“She’s like a wild animal,” Nisha muttered to herself.Putting on her short, silk bathrobe and not wishing to hear any more sex noises from next door, Nisha went downstairs to make a cup of tea. Shortly afterwards, Fraser came into the kitchen wearing only his briefs.“Did I hear the kettle? Any chance of a cup of tea for Poonam and me?”It was the first time Nisha had heard Fraser speak. He had a strong Scottish accent, which Nisha found quite sexy, but the bulge in his underwear garnered most of her attention. He hadn’t even let his cock get suitably soft before he had come downstairs, and there was even a wet patch where his cock was still leaking the last few droplets of his cum into his briefs.“That’ll do nicely,” Nisha thought as she assessed the length and thickness of Fraser’s tool.“Of course. How do you like it?” Nisha asked.“Milk and sugar,” he replied. “I don’t know about Poonam. Just give her the same.”“Sleep well?” Nisha asked knowingly.“Like a log,” Fraser replied.“Yeah, right,” Nisha muttered under her breath.“So you two met online?” she asked by way of conversation as she took out two extra mugs, allowing her robe to ride up as she reached for the tea bags on the top shelf.“Aye, but only face-to-face for the first time yesterday.”Nisha subtly pulled her bathrobe apart with one hand as she poured the kettle with the other.“I’ve heard some terrible stories about online dating,” she said, putting the kettle down and facing Fraser as the tea infused. “People who are different in real life to how they appear online. Is Poonam what you expected?”She leaned against the counter and opened her legs slightly, giving him a flash of her firm inner thighs and a slight glimpse of her pussy. She was pleased to see Fraser appreciated the view; his cock was getting hard again, and he moved his hands between his legs to hide his embarrassment.The question took Fraser by surprise, and he chose his words carefully. “Well, everybody’s a bit different in their photos, especially with Photoshop and everything.”‘He means she’s fatter than he expected,’ Nisha thought.“And she’s maybe a bit older than her profile said, but that’s not necessarily bad. Every guy loves a milf.” He smiled awkwardly, perhaps wondering if he sounded rude, given Nisha was a similar age to Poonam.Nisha turned, discreetly pulling the top part of her robe further apart before removing the tea bags from the mugs and bending low as she put them in the bin. Her breasts were now barely covered by the gaping silk.“Yes, and I suppose us middle-aged ladies love a younger man from time to time too. I know I do.”It came out much sluttier than Nisha had intended, but time was short, and she needed Fraser to know she was available.“Er… yes. I suppose so,” Fraser replied. Then, again, he adjusted the position of his hands as Nisha pretended not to notice that his huge cock was now escaping from the top of his briefs, the tip reaching as far as his tight six-pack.“I’ll carry the tea upstairs. türbanlı gaziantep escort Come on,” Nisha said, picking up the tray and leading the way to the stairs.Nisha was determined to give Fraser a good look at her bum as she climbed the stairs. She knew his eyes would be level with her arse, and he could make out the contours of her pert, firm cheeks through the thin silk of her robe.‘I might be over fifty, but all these hours at the gym must count for something,’ she thought, swaying her hips seductively in his face.“Okay, the two teas closest to you are yours and Poonam’s,” she said when they reached the top of the stairs. She couldn’t see his cock under the tray she was carrying, but she knew it must be fully stiff by now. “You’d better go and give it to her. She’ll be desperate.”Nisha winked and turned to take the other two teas to her room.Chris was awake when Nisha returned, and she gave him a full debrief in an excited whisper.“Oh my God,” he hissed when she finished. “What must the poor guy be thinking? Two over-sexed Indian women both desperate for his cock!”“Yes – but then you would know what that’s like, wouldn’t you?” Nisha smiled. “Anyway, he knows I’m interested now, and he seemed to like what he saw. So now, I need the opportunity to get him on his own for a while.”“Leave that to me,” Chris replied. “Oh fuck, they’re at it again.”Sure enough, the sound of fucking was coming through the wall.“Cum in my pussy now,” they heard Poonam shout. “Fuck me, Big Boy, and cum in my dirty, slutty pussy.”**********Chris knew he had some catching up to do. Nisha was well on the way to getting Fraser’s cock inside her, but so far, his plans to entice Poonam into bed were not as advanced. He had waited until he had heard Poonam on the landing before he came out of the bathroom with only a short towel around his waist, but showing off his body wasn’t a crucial part of Chris’s seduction strategy. Chris knew that although fit and toned, he couldn’t compete with Fraser on physique or cock size, especially given he was half Chris’s age and very well-hung. So instead, he had decided not to chase Poonam but to let Poonam chase him.He had met enough women like Poonam to know what motivated them and decided to build a plan around that. He guessed that for Poonam, it was likely that the chase was better than the catch and that, since she wasn’t as young and attractive as she once was, Poonam derived her self-worth from the number of guys she could lay. Moreover, given her track record, it was likely that fucking another woman’s husband was an additional thrill for her, so he intended to manipulate that to his advantage. It was a risky strategy, but one he was confident would pay off.So at breakfast, he showered Poonam with flattery and attention, admiring her “beautiful” dress and gently brushing her neck as he touched her “exquisite” earrings. However, his praise for Nisha’s appearance was not as gushing. Nisha, who was in on the plan, had been jealous of her husband fawning over Poonam even though she knew it was all an act, but she further assisted him by implying to Poonam that she didn’t have sex with Chris anymore. She hoped this might be sufficient bait for Poonam to attempt to seduce Chris.But Chris still hadn’t fully worked out how to separate Poonam and Fraser long enough for their seductions to occur. He had considered all sorts of ideas, but nothing concrete had come to mind. So he would have to play things by ear.As luck would have it, fate intervened, making his task much more manageable. It was another beautiful day, and Poonam and Fraser had gone to Hyde Park for a picnic, promising to return for dinner. But when they arrived back at the house much earlier than expected, it was obvious things hadn’t gone well. There was a distinct frostiness between them as they sat together on the sofa, and, in the end, Poonam spontaneously burst into tears and stormed off to the spare room.Seizing the opportunity, Chris told Nisha and Fraser he would check on Poonam, winking at Nisha discreetly as he left the room.The suddenness of the opportunity gaziantep türbanlı escort bayan initially took Nisha aback, but she quickly took control of the situation. She moved to sit next to Fraser on the sofa, allowing her light summer dress to ride up her bare thighs as she sat down.“Tell me what happened, poor love,” Nisha said, resting her hand on Fraser’s leg.**********“Come in,” Poonam said between sobs. As Chris entered, Poonam was sitting on the bed, tissue in hand and mascara streaming down her face. He sat beside her and put his arm around her back, allowing his hand to drop to her waist as she dabbed her eyes.“He’s just like all the other bastards,” she began. “We had a lovely picnic, and everything was going well until a group of girls about his age came and sat nearby. Honestly, Chris, Fraser couldn’t keep his eyes off them!“And then I heard them commenting about me, about how I was old, and why was a good-looking guy like Fraser with a fat old woman like me. And you know what he did, Chris? Absolutely nothing!“So I suggested we move, but he said he didn’t want to; he didn’t want to lose his little fan club, you see? So I had to sit and listen to all these horrible comments while he lay there sunbathing and showing off.”“Oh, that’s unforgivable,” Chris said, rubbing her lower back and hip.“Am I fat and ugly, Chris?” Poonam said, looking to him for reassurance.“Of course not, Poonam. You’re a beautiful woman! You have beautiful eyes and gorgeous hair, and if you have some curves, that’s not the same as being fat. Most guys go wild for curvy women! I certainly do. I bet these girls were just jealous. I bet they were a load of stick insects, weren’t they? No bums, no boobs, and no brains.”Chris tried his best to cheer her up, and it seemed to work as Poonam laughed between sobs.“But it’s him that I’m most disappointed in,” Poonam continued. “How can I be with him when he doesn’t defend me? When he flirts with women half my age?”“Well, he is rather young,” Chris answered. “A more mature man would be much more sensitive to your needs.”Again he rubbed her back, allowing his hand to go lower still.Chris felt bad taking advantage of a distraught Poonam for his and his wife’s sexual satisfaction, but it was all for the greater good. Fraser and Poonam were incompatible, and their weekend away had been a disaster. But he would make sure Poonam went home with a smile on her face.“I would go home, but the next train isn’t until tomorrow. How will I spend another night in a bed with that horrible man?” Poonam sobbed.“Oh, don’t worry about that,” Chris reassured her. “I’m sure Nisha and I can devise alternative sleeping arrangements.”**********Downstairs, things were going well for Nisha. It hadn’t taken much sympathy or empathetic stroking of Fraser’s thigh before a thick ridge had appeared in his shorts. The shorts were now on the floor, and Nisha was between his legs with his cock in her mouth. When he had initially resisted her advances, worried Chris might come back downstairs at any moment, all it had taken was six words to get him onside.“Chris and I have an arrangement.”After that, Fraser had been much more compliant.Nisha sucked greedily on his bulbous tip as he stroked her hair. That she had insisted on a condom before she blew him was unusual, but the prospect of fucking his second Indian bhabhi of the day meant Fraser had agreed without question.And he was glad he had. Nisha was extraordinarily skilled, and even with the condom limiting the sensations in his cock, she was giving such amazing head he felt he might cum prematurely. Sensing this, Nisha stopped and stroked his cock gently as she made her intentions explicit.“We both heard you and Poonam fucking last night and this morning. We heard her trying to take your cock in her arse, but she couldn’t, could she?”Fraser shook his head.“So I’m going to take it in my arse instead. You and I will spend the night together, and Poonam will spend it with Chris. There are only two rules: no kissing on the mouth and no bareback, okay? But I’m going to make you fuck my arse until gaziantep türbanlı escort it’s raw. Are you okay with that?”Fraser nodded eagerly, and Nisha returned to his cock. **********“You’re very kind, Chris,” Poonam said appreciatively. “Nisha’s very lucky to have you, but is everything okay between you both? It’s just something she said made it sound like some aspects of your relationship aren’t quite what they used to be. God! If I had ended up with a husband like you, I might have been faithful to him! I would always want sex with you if I were her!”Chris still felt bad about taking advantage of Poonam and decided to put things on the level. He explained they had a wonderful sex life but occasionally slept with others “to meet particular needs.” When Poonam asked what these needs were – she had lost none of her earlier rudeness – Chris told her everything. He told her about their need for good anal, that Nisha was seducing Fraser as they spoke, and that he wanted Poonam to sleep with him that night.At first, Poonam seemed shocked that Chris was asking her to be part of their latest swap, but the thought of fucking him was tempting. Fraser may have turned out to be a disappointment, but Chris seemed to be an experienced, sensitive, and adventurous lover.“So Nisha loves huge cocks in her arse? Wow – it’s always the quiet ones! Well, there’s a big prick downstairs that she can have any time. And I’m sure I can do something to meet your needs, too,” she said. “Especially in that department.”She leaned over to kiss Chris on the mouth.**********Nisha was now riding Fraser on the sofa. Her panties were on the floor, and the skirt of her dress was bunched around her waist. She had pulled down her shoulder straps and removed her bra, allowing her impressive breasts to spill over the front of her dress, and the firm, tawny globes now bounced in Fraser’s face as her pussy repeatedly impaled itself on his enormous cock.Fraser reached forward, cupping her breasts as he sucked her dark, firm nipples. Nisha smoothed her hair with both hands, tilted her head back, and rode him no-hands for a while. Then she pulled him tightly towards her, clamping his mouth firmly to her breasts as she ground herself on his cock, taking every inch deep inside her pussy.It was unusual for Nisha to cum from penetration alone, but riding Fraser’s cock made her cum hard, and she knew that once she had him in her arse, he would make her cum even harder still.**********When Poonam leaned in to kiss Chris, he pulled away and explained the rules he and Nisha followed when they swapped. She hadn’t seemed to mind the rebuff, particularly as he kissed her sensitive neck and shoulders instead, pushing her back on the bed as he worked slowly down to her generous cleavage.“Take my dress off,” she whispered, pulling the skirt around her waist.Kneeling above her on the bed, Chris dragged Poonam’s dress over her head, revealing her smooth dark skin below. Poonam looked stunning in just her underwear. Her breasts were straining at her red lace bra, and matching transparent panties barely concealed her clean-shaven mound. Her skin was smooth and unblemished, save for a fading dragon tattoo on her midriff.Poonam closed her eyes as Chris knelt over her and continued kissing her neck, shoulders and bosom as he pulled her bra straps over her shoulders to signal that he wanted her to remove the garment. He tasted suntan lotion and perfume when he kissed the plump mounds of her upper breasts and the salty taste of her sweat as his tongue explored the deep crevasse between her breasts. It was an intoxicating mix.“Take it off,” she said, and Chris, realising it was a front-fastening bra, did as she asked.Poonam’s huge breasts flopped to each side as the two cups separated. Although they had lost some of the firmness they had undoubtedly had in her youth, Poonam’s breasts still had Chris transfixed. Her large, dark nipples and areolas made them appear even bigger than they were, and as she pushed them upwards to meet his eager mouth, they loosely spilt over the top of her fingers.“Suck them, Chris. Suck them and finger my pussy.”**********Nisha was enjoying Fraser’s cock immensely. He was now fucking her over the back of the sofa, and judging by his increasingly violent thrusting and heightened breathing, he was nearing his climax. But Nisha didn’t want him to cum without first fucking her arse. She knew she had all night, and Fraser had the stamina to last that long, but that wasn’t the point; having gone almost five months without, she needed a huge cock in her bumhole.

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