[Part 1] I woke up late the next morning, slightly tired from last night's activities. My cock was hard—morning wood. My wife was still sleeping peacefully beside me. Just like normal, I got up quietly so as not to wake her and decided to step outside to get us some breakfast. Walking past the guest bedroom, I saw the door was open, and Rishab too seemed to be sleeping with the covers partially covering him.
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I stepped out and bought some breakfast for us and returned within an hour or so and quietly let myself in. I had just put the breakfast on the table when I heard a soft, low moan coming from our bedroom. Slowly I went towards the room and found the door open.
She was lying with her nightgown open, squeezing one breast with her legs on top of Rishab's shoulders. Rishab was almost nude, with his boxers halfway down, showing off his smooth, hairless ass and his face buried between her thighs. Ria's eyes were shut as she slowly kept moaning as, I assume, Rishab's tongue explored her from below.
I could feel my member hardening yet again, watching them and, of course, the moaning. I leaned on the doorframe, rubbing my already hard cock slowly as I watched my wife enjoying herself openly in my house with another guy.
“Rishab… yes… just like that…” she whispered. He pulled back for a moment, glancing at me. “Morning,” he said with a grin, his lips wet.
“Guess you are already having breakfast,” I said, stepping in closer, watching as Rishab slid up her body, stopping to kiss and suck her nipples, his thick cock hard and leaking a bit of precum trailing as he moved up. He glanced at me once—just a flicker of a look—then lined himself up against her soaked opening.
Ria let out a soft gasp the moment his tip rubbed against her lips. “God, you're so hard?” she whispered.
He didn’t answer—just pushed in.
Her back arched instantly, hands gripping the sheets. “Oh fuck…slowwww,” she moaned, breath catching.
I could see it—how his cock, slightly thicker than mine, stretched her open, inch by inch. Her body adjusted slowly around him. It wasn’t just the thrust—it was the fill, the way she was holding her breath as he sank deeper.
He slid into her without a word. She gasped, her back arching slightly. “Fuck… yes…”
I pulled off my shorts and walked around the bed and brought my cock near her lips, rubbing it on her nose. She glanced at it, then looked up at me with that slow, wicked smile.
“Seems you are horny as well,” she teased, before taking me into her mouth.
Her tongue curled around it, slowly, licking. My hand went to her hair as she sucked, matching the rhythm of Rishab’s thrusts, and I slowly fucked her mouth. With her free hand, she rubbed her clit as Rishab thrust in her with deep, steady strokes while her mouth worked on me, warm and wet.
Her moans vibrated through me.
“Fuck, she’s so tight,” Rishab muttered.
“Her mouth’s not complaining either,” I groaned.
The pace built. Rishab started to pant, his thrusts losing rhythm. “Shit—coming…” He pulled out just in time to spill across her stomach, thick ropes streaking her skin. The second time, he fucked her raw, cumming all over her. I couldn’t hold back either. I grunted, “I’m coming…” I could feel the cum shoot out, filling up her mouth.
Ria didn’t stop. She kept sucking me harder, eyes locked with mine. That look—hungry, teasing.
She didn’t pull away. She swallowed. Every drop.
When she finally let me go, she licked her lips and grinned. “Guess I really am a new woman,” she said with a wink.
I sat beside her, still catching my breath. Rishab lay on her other side, fingers lazily tracing her breast.
"I went out and got us breakfast," I said. Ria looked up at me, "Still hungry?" , as her fingers reached down to touch her swollen, wet, and cum covered. I knew what she was aiming at and got up to kiss and soothe her throbbing clit. She still didn't have enough. The morning was just getting started…