Wild Threesome Sex with Friend’s Beautiful Wife in Islamabad – Part 2

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Hello friends, my dream like experience with Nida continues in this part of the story as well. Today I will tell you all my another sensational sex with friend’s beautiful wife.We visited markets to select stuff for their apartment. This visit was just to have a survey of stuff and its prices. We had lunch outside and came back to my apartment.

We sat in the drawing room and they both talked about their needs for the new apartment. Then I left to take a shower and changed into shorts and tee shirt when I came out to the drawing room.

I saw Nida straddling Shan while they were kissing and Shan’s one hand were roaming on her body. I sat on the same sofa just two feet apart from them and started watching tv but occasionally looked at them.

Shan slipped his right hand into Nida’s shalwar (traditional desi loose pants held at the waist with an elastic band) and caressed her butts. Then his hand moved upwards inside her kameez (traditional long shirt) and grabbed her boobs. Nida was grinding her groin on Shan’s thighs while they were kissing each other.

Shan’s cell phone started ringing. He ignored it initially but when it rang the second time then sighed, looked at Nida’s face and then bent to pick up his cell from the side table.

He made face saying, “It’s from office.”

Shan listened to the caller and then said things that I didn’t hear because I was busy looking at Nida who had got off Shan’s lap and was sitting between us now. Shan placed the phone on the table after disconnecting and stood up.

“Mein bhe shower ley ker fresh ho jaon yar”, Shan said while walking towards my bedroom.

I looked at Nida’s face and she looked at me and gave a small smile. Shan vanished into the bed room and I decided to nag Nida.

“Tumharay mood per thanda paani daal diya phone call ney.” I grinned at her.

“Jee nahi, aisi koi baat nahi.” Nida’s face blushed knowing that I was referring to their making out a few minutes back.

“Tu phir kesi baat hai Nida? Tum tu kafi magan thee Shan k saath aur lag raha tha tum donu abhi eik dosray k kapray phaar dou gey.” I kept pestering her.

“Haha…jee nahi. Bus wo aap shower mein thay tu hum logon ney time ka faida uthaya.” Nida spoke looking into my eyes.

“Oh acha, tu tum log mujh sey sharmatay ho.” I grinned again.

“Hahaha… haan jee sharmatay tu buhat hain. Raat ko sharma he tu rahay thay hum donu aur aap.” Nida laughed with a meaningful look in her eyes. Her laugh was contagious and I also laughed.

“You are so gorgeous, sexy and hot. And I mean it.” I told Nida while smiling at her.

“Thank you, Faraz.” She gave a beaming smile while looking into my eyes.

I bent forward and I saw a quizzical look in Nida’s eyes when she saw me bending towards her. I gave a peck on her cheek and then pulled away my lips less than six inches away from her cheek.

Nida moved her face to look into my eyes and that made her lips right in front of mine. However, there was a distance of few inches between our lips.

I started reducing the distance very slowly, giving Nida chance to pull away if she feels like. She didn’t move and hence I placed my lips on hers. It was like a peck on her lips.

So I again pecked on her lips. I heard her gulping and realized she wanted it. I placed my lips on hers and my arms moved to hold her. She wrapped her arms around my neck.

Our lips parted and our tongues met. I explored her sweet mouth with my tongue and then her tongue did the same to me. It was a passionate kiss.

I was moving my hands on her back without grabbing or squeezing her. Our lips parted only when we needed oxygen desperately. We were breathing heavily with our face few inched from each other.

Nida stood up abruptly and a smile came on my face. I knew she was little apprehensive if she should indulge into this in absence of her husband or not. So I was not going to force anything on her but I would keep doing small little things to keep her interest alive in me. I didn’t want any after thoughts to ruin the relationship we developed amongst us.

“Mein dinner k liye kuch banal on.” Nida spoke with a hint of blush on her face.

“Mein app ke help ker deta hon.” I got up and walked towards the kitchen area.

“Aray mein khud banal on ge na.” Nida protested.

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