My Wife Gets Gangraped?
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Chapter 9: Lemon Breasts II
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 9: Lemon Breasts II - A husband and wife argue about the wife’s revealing dress choice for a night out, and so the erotica begins...
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Mult Consensual NonConsensual Rape Reluctant True Story Cuckold Slut Wife Wimp Husband Incest Mother Sister Daughter Uncle Niece Humiliation Rough Snuff Torture Gang Bang Group Sex Orgy Indian Male Indian Female Anal Sex Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism Necrophilia Squirting Water Sports Big Breasts Public Sex Caution Prostitution Violence
“I think this is the maximum we can get”, he says. “Now you can pull up your dress”
My wife pulls her dress up carefully.
“Now you can let go of my breasts”, my wife says.
“Wait!” Ramesh shouts.
“I think we need to pull it a little more or else two or three will fall down” he adds and pulls up the dress a little.
Immediately the dress rolls up from the bottom. My wife tries to pull it down and Ramesh grabs her hand again.
“Don’t pull more!” He asks my wife.
“But...” my wife starts but he interrupts “let me hide your pussy” and immediately shoves his whole palm between her legs.
I freeze in shock. My wife’s eyes and everyone’s eyes widen in shock. I feel like the time has slowed down. My wife has stopped breathing and looking at Ramesh with unblinking eyes. She is thinking. The rest of the crowd doesn’t make a sound, they are waiting for my wife’s reaction.
I see her lips widen to a small smile. I see my wife squeeze her eyebrows together and grind her teeth. He adjusts his hand between her legs. My wife closes her fist and grinds her teeth harder.
The time goes back to normal.
The decision has been made. My wife just decided this is okay.
“He is grabbing your vagina!” I scream in desperation.
Ramesh looks at me like someone just stole his candy and he is going to kill that someone.
“I am not grabbing her cunt. I am covering her cunt!” He growls at me. His voice lacks any kind of slyness or sweetness that it had when Ramesh was talking to my wife.
“This is okay right?” Ramesh asks my wife. Her voice is suddenly back to normal. My wife just nods her head. I can’t even believe she is letting me use the word “cunt for her pussy. I have to stop this in any way possible.
“I am her husband, I should cover her vagina”, I say. Ramesh looks at me with hate and anger. I feel him thinking for an excuse and failing.
“But you don’t know anything about the game!” My wife says giving him an excuse. He looks at her and smiles.
“Yes I have a lot of experience with my hands between girls’ legs...” he jokes looking at my wife. My wife makes an O with her mouth and then laughs at her joke.
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