Rashmi and I (Ramanathan) had a love marriage and we met at work ten years back. Rashmi is a gorgeous busty woman with a body to die for. She is all of 5 feet tall but extremely voluptuous.
I am a typical south Indian Brahmin boy with brains and a keen acumen for science.
I am 5’6″, built with a fat tummy and very thin arms that makes me like one who won the jackpot by marrying Rashmi. I am not that well endowed either with a dick sized at about 4.5 inches when fully erect.
However, I am financially well placed in a big firm with a big fat salary package and Rashmi being the housemaker, tastefully setting up our home in Mumbai. We were in courtship for 4 years and got married back in 2010.
Rashmi and me, however, were trying for a baby ever since but to no avail and we are of the same age, about 33. We got ourselves checked and the doctor had mentioned my extremely low sperm count is the issue.
Back in office when we worked together, we had another friend of Rashmi, by the name of Haroon.
Rashmi and Haroon were very good friends. The typical boy-girl ‘friendship’ and no strings attached types. He was a typical well hung, built like a bull, tall (6’2″), broad shouldered, dusky, thick-bearded muscular man who often had all the female attention in office and in the gym he used to work out in.
He was our office rock band’s lead guitarist and a vocalist.
We, however, lost touch until recently when Haroon broke the news to us that he had a posting in Mumbai and until he settles off in a good accommodation, would like to live with us. We have a huge apartment in a plush complex in Mumbai and we had an additional room to accommodate Harry (as she calls him).
Harry is unmarried. Often Rashmi and I used to have sex and I would ejaculate within 30 seconds of insertion.This would always upset Rashmi and we haven’t had a great sex life because of this.
Rashmi was a woman of high libido and like I mentioned, was quite built for me. She would often express how she would have loved for me to lift her and fuck her.
A couple of days after Harry shifted into our house, we decided to go out clubbing. Rashmi, as usual, got herself into her sexy skimpy outfit in pink and had a knack of getting the perfect makeup done since office days. In fact, she was a woman who had all the men drool over her at work and also had the nick name ‘Big boob Rashmi’ (she din’t mind it either) and even today she grasps that attention.
She is a fitness freak and maintains herself really well. Needless to say, she was looking ravishing that night and Haroon was in his black suit looking like a stud.
I was in my jeans and T-shirt with sports shoes on as I am not into the fashion scene too much.
I have two left feet but Haroon and my beautiful Rashmi danced the night away and were looking so sexy together. People, in fact, thought of them as a couple, while I was around the corner sipping my beer adding onto my belly fat and cheering up my wife and her friend. We returned quite late that night at around 1:00 am and Rashmi was pleasantly high.
Haroon had the capacity to drink like a tank and I also enjoy my drink.
So we decided to continue at our place that Saturday night. I began getting drowsy and passed out on the couch. Haroon and Rashmi had never ever looked at each other in a way that would get them physically intimate.
However that particular night, something strange happened.
While I was half asleep on my couch, I noticed them kiss passionately and Rashmi say this to Haroon. “I missed this Harry”. “I missed your thick-bearded face and lips”. “My husband is a nice man but is quite feminine with no hair on his body and is not built like you”. “I missed making love to you like we used to secretly”.”Ram doesn’t know about our affair”.
She pulled out Haroon’s clothes and left him in his boxers. I saw a pair of huge bulky biceps and a body that would make any woman go mad. He had ample chest hair that ran down till his genitals (the kind Rashmi likes). He stripped my lovely wife in front of me and lifted her in his arms. “Ahh” she gasped when he picked her up.
She held on to his strong shoulders and gradually ran her relatively tiny hands on to his big biceps and said, “You are still as strong as you were at work Harry”.
He dropped her down and she started kissing him all over his body and started smelling him. “You smell so masculine and musky Harry”. “You have not lost any of your masculinity”.
Haroon held my wife again and lifted her and took her to our room. They were about to fuck on the same bed that Rashmi and I made love. I couldn’t believe my eyes but I must admit, for the first time I actually enjoyed what I saw.
The bedroom door was half open and Haroon pulled my wife’s hair off her bun to let her hair lose.
He said,”You have such sexy hair Rashmi. It smells so good”. He stripped my beautiful darling wife and left her in her black satin underwired bra and panties.
He began kissing her all over her body with his rough beard running all over my wife’s creamy white body. He smelt her all over and said, “you are so soft and creamy. You smell so good Rashmi”.
He then stripped her completely naked. By now Rashmi was soaking wet. She pulled Haroon’s pants off and what I saw made me jealous. Out popped a giant circumcised 7.5 inch monster black dick. I couldn’t but control my tone in amazement and yelled “Oh”.
Rashmi and Harry saw me through the door. Rashmi called me inside. “Come in baby. It’s just us” she said. I saw two beautiful naked bodies and was amazed at them. What followed, shocked me to bits.
Rashmi asked me to strip off my clothes. I reluctantly did it and Haroon and Rashmi chuckled. “Look what I have had to deal with Harry” she said to Haroon. Here I was so insecure standing with my love handles falling off from either side and my thin arms.
I looked in the mirror with all of us in one frame and said to myself, “I don’t belong here”. By now my dick was hard and all of 4.5 inches. “What are you waiting for baby?” Rashmi asked.”Go ahead, stroke yourself off” she said.
Haroon lifted Rashmi in his strong arms and thrust his big bulging circumcised cock into her wet pussy. “Ahh” she exclaimed in pleasure and pain and that was all I heard through the night. “Fuck me Haroon Rasheed, you savage beast,” she said.
Haroon opened his hair and he had long silky hair too.
He fucked my darling Rashmi with all his might like a savage man. He lifted and fucked her, bent her over, pulled her hair hard, fucked her, held her big boobs in his hands, sucked them, bit her nipples like an animal, once again threw her on bed, thrust his knees against the inner part of her thighs to accommodate his monster member inside her wet cunt and by now made her cum 6 times while he hadn’t even once.
After all this rough brutal sex, he finally grunted like a mad animal while he released his hot thick load of man cum into my short beautiful busty wife. “Cum inside me Harry. Make me pregnant. Show my wimp husband how it is done. Show him that you are a real man and he is just a silly, tiny little cuckold” she said.
After this, he bent her over again and fucked her harder than ever before and made Rashmi cum again. She squirted so much that night, our bed was soaking with her love juices. He emptied another hot load like a bull and impregnated my Rashmi again.
By now, I had masturbated 4 times with tiny winy portions of cum all over our bedroom. Harry and Rashmi cuddled and slept the night away while I quietly went to the guest room and slept after cumming in my pants again remembering what I just saw.
This used to continue quite often while I would join in the action to get the sloppy seconds until Haroon moved cities a year later. Rashmi is now the mother of a healthy baby boy.
Added by Raghu