Salman and his wife, Zoya and have a very exciting
marriage. She’s a wonderful lover, friend and a very
beautiful woman. Other men are often attracted to her,
and one can see them looking and lusting after her
whenever they are out in the evening. Salman finds this
exciting and encourages her to wear revealing clothing
and insists that she go braless as often as possible,
especially at home, because nature has blessed her with
a pair of the sexiest breasts possible ;perfectly round
and succulent capped by chocolate-pink coloured nipples
which invariably peep through transparent dresses.

Zoya was 34 years old. She has exposed her breasts on
nude beaches and Salman is sure she enjoyed all the
stares. Once in the evening when it was slightly dark
she even pulled off her panties and played around in
the sea fully naked. Not only that while walking back
they came across a fisherfolk couple. It was dark but
they had a lantern. Still Zoya stopped and asked them a
few questions just to let them realize that they were
talking to a pretty young and naked lady.

Whenever she wears a saree it is always with sleeveless
blouses and deep plunging necklines in front and at the
back. Not only this whenever she visits Salmans
parents she is always properly clothed in Salwar
Kameez. No wonder they are all praise for their pretty
daughter-in-law.

A couple of years ago Salman began to fantasize about
having other men see her nude and began to obsess about
exposing and displaying her in public. Salman had
fantasized about her going to nude beaches and
stripping completely, showing off her lovely pussy and
ass and even posing for nude photographs. He was
however apprehensive whether she would ever agree to
any of that. But the fantasies continued anyway, and
expanded to include her being touched, fondled and even
made love to by other men.

A few months ago, he took a big risk and shared one of
his more mild fantasies with Zoya. He presented it in
the form of a story about another woman who’s husband
exposed her to other men – strangers, and that this
fictional woman became very excited with the exposure
and gradually started doing it to please her husband.
At first she was a little shocked at his story, but
then Salman noticed that she was becoming excited. He
expanded on the story and her excitement grew. Her
increased excitement drove him to greater fantasies and
ever more detailed stories. After telling the stories
they had fantastic love making sessions during which
she was absolutely wild. Her reaction led Salman to
conclude that someday he might be able to see his
fantasies come true.

Salman started to think about showing her off to his
best friend. Dileep and Salman had grown up together,
sharing many dates and wild experiences as young men.
He had been Salmans best man at their wedding, and he
approved wholeheartedly of Salmans marriage to Zoya.
In fact, perhaps Dileep too was in love with her, and
Salman believed that he was a little disappointed when
they were married since he often commented about what a
sexy lady she was, and how lucky Salman was to have
such a gorgeous creature. The fantasies Salman was
having were becoming wildly exciting and he decided to
enhance them by teasing Dileep with her charms.

One day, a couple of weeks ago, Dileep and Salman were
having a beer after work at the local watering hole.
When he opened his wallet and pulled out some money,
Salman ‘accidentally’ dropped a picture on the floor
next to him. It was a Polaroid of Zoya nude in the
shower – a side view showing the profile of her breasts
and perky chocolate-pink nipples very clearly. It had
been taken a few days earlier without her knowledge.
Salman pretended not to notice it fall, so Dileep
reached down and picked it up.

He stared at it until Salman said, “What’s that you’ve
got?”

Sheepishly, he handed it back to Salman who feigned
embarrassment, saying, “Oh, my God, If Zoya knew you
had seen this snap she’d die of shame. Please don’t
ever say anything about it. She doesn’t even know I
have it. ”

“Oh, of course not! I would never say anything about
it. But, can I please see it again – just for a minute.
He was almost begging. Salman held the picture in his
hands for a minute and then said, “Well, as long as
you’ve seen it anyway… ” and handed it back to him.

“She’s incredibly beautiful.”

“Yes, isn’t she? And, I feel so fortunate to have that
gorgeous body to go home to. You know, she’s a very
sexual woman. She’s quite different in bed from the
woman you think she is. Know what I mean?”

“Exactly how is she different? Dileep asked.

Salman started out by just talking to Dileep about
their sexual experiences, and he fell for the bait;
hook, line and sinker. Salman told him about how they
often played before sex and he asked Salman if Zoya got
really wet during foreplay. Salman described it to him
in detail, how she would often beg him to touch her a
certain way, and how powerful her climaxes were. It was
incredibly sexual talking for Salman to talk to his
best friend about his wife. In a way, it was just like
taking her clothes off and exposing her to him.

The conversation went on for several beers and a couple
of hours like this. He never grew tired of hearing
about Zoya. Every little detail seemed to excite him
even more. Salman could see by the way he was moving
around that he had a huge erection… and for that
matter so did Salman. It’s hard to describe how
powerfully sexual it was to describe every intimate
detail of his wife’s lovely body to another man –
especially a man who knew her so well.

Salman further told him what her nipples looked like
when she got excited, where they made love, what
position Zoya liked the best, how she liked to take his
cock into her mouth when it was soft and suck gently on
it until it got hard, how she screamed when she had a
particularly intense orgasm. He ate it up, listening
intently and asking questions to elicit more
information from Salman. And he loved every minute of
it.

Then Salman showed him some more pictures of Zoya –
some were Polaroids and some were from his 35mm camera
where he’d used high speed color film. They showed her
nude body from a number of different angles. Some were
a little fuzzy but most were very clear and revealed
her lovely charms. All were taken without her
knowledge. Salman also led Dileep to believe that he
had many other, much more graphic photos – even though
it wasn’t true, at least not at that time.

Dileep loved the photos and commented that, “I only
wish that sometime I could see the real thing.”

“Are you serious? I mean, would you really like to see
my wife naked?”

Dileep nearly fell off the bar stool. The beers were
having an effect on both of us, and he exclaimed, “Wow,
would I?”

“Well, maybe your wish could come true. Maybe some
night I’ll have you over and we’ll see what we can do.
“Salman began the plan. Without her knowledge, he was
going to expose his wife nude to his best friend,
Dileep.

The next day, Dileep called and saId, “You know, last
night I was a little drunk, and If I said anything that
was out of line…”

“Of course not,” Salman interrupted. “In fact, I’ve
been thinking about our plan. Maybe we can work out
something this Friday night. Are you still game?”

“Are you serious? I mean, I thought you… Well, you
know, we had a lot of beers and…”

“I’m still in this, if you are.” Salman wasn’t about to
let him slip out of my fantasy at this point. He had
invested too much energy and thought.

“Well, sure!” He exclaimed. “God, who wouldn’t want to
see that body up close. She’s incredible.”

When Salman left for work on Friday, he told Zoya that
he wanted to have a special night with her.

“When I get home be bathed and perfumed – and put that
little black dress on – you know the one. I’ll be here
at 7 p. m. sharp. After work, he picked up some nice
wine, and a bouquet of flowers. When he arrived, dinner
was ready and Zoya greeted him at the door smelling
like an angel and looking like Jezebel. She was
tremendously sexy.

Through dinner, he kept her wine glass full and
complimented her frequently on how sexy she looked.
They touched and kissed often, their tongues probing
each others mouth and could feel the sexual tension
building.

After dinner, they adjourned to the sofa for some heavy
petting. He removed her dress and played with her
breasts, sucking on her nipples until she was begging
to be fucked. She was getting as hot as a firecracker.
Finally, he picked her up and carried her into their
bedroom. She lay on the bed while he lighted some
candles and turned out the lights.

Salman lay next to her and whispered, “I’d like to try
something different. I’m going to blindfold you.”

She murmured a soft protest, but then assented with a
soft mewing sound, as he tied a black blindfold around
her eyes and checked it carefully.

“Now, I have another little surprise.” From my night
stand he took some velcro straps that he had prepared
and wrapped them, first around one wrist, after
adjusting her bangles and then the other. She began to
protest but he ignored her as he quickly attached her
wrists to the bedposts, pulling her arms apart as he
snugged them tightly onto the post.

Zoya started to protest, but Salman put a finger to her
lips, saying, “This isn’t all, my love. There’s more
coming. You are now in my power and I’m going to seduce
this lovely young princess. ”

She bought into the charade and responded with soft
moaning sounds. He then bound Zoya’s ankles after
sliding the dainty anklets to one side. At first she
resisted, but now was becoming turned on at the
prospect of a little kinky sex with her husband. He had
tied her up once before and she had become very aroused
then.

Looking at his lovely wife as she lay spread-eagled and
blindfolded on their bed, totally nude with her breasts
jutting up except for her black lace thong panties,
Salman wondered if he really could go through with it.
Once Dileep had seen her like this he would always have
that picture in his mind whenever he wanted it.

But Salman knew he couldn’t miss this chance. He was
way too excited to stop. After nuzzling and caressing
Zoya a little he put a padded stereo headset on her
ears. She objected immediately. But with a little
talking about how he wanted all of her senses focused
on touch she finally relented.

“And,” he scolded her, “If you keep on protesting, I’m
going to put a gag in your mouth. I’m your Master. You
are my captive, my slave, and you must do everything I
tell you. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Master.”

Salman almost came. This was too good to be true.
Better than he had ever hoped.

Tuning in to her favorite music station he set the
volume fairly strong. Then, he tested her ability to
hear him when he talked. She couldn’t hear a thing.
Then he turned the lights on bright, and pulling out
his cock stroked it a couple of times while gazing at
her and thinking about what would be happening in a few
minutes.

By this time he was literally shaking with excitement.
Dileep, who lived only two blocks away at the time, was
waiting. Salman placed the call.

“Everything is all set. The front door is unlocked.
Come in quietly and wait in the living room for me.”

Less than two minutes later he heard the front door
open. (He must have flown down the street.) Salman put
his cock back in the trouser, left Zoya and met him in
the living room.

“Are you ready?”

He nodded eagerly, and after cautioning him to be very
quiet, Salman led him down the hall. With his heart
pounding he opened the door to their bedroom. Salman
watched Dileeps eyes as he got his first sight of his
erotically dressed and positioned wife. They both just
stared at her for a few long moments. He just could not
take his eyes off her breasts the nipples of which were
quite erect. Salman was still nervous even though he
knew well that she couldn’t possibly hear anything, but
still he whispered, “Watch me, watch how I do this. ”

Moving around to the side of the bed he lightly began
to stroke Zoya’s hip and then the top of her leg down
to her ankles. When he moved to the inside of her leg
she began to moan and writhe slightly. Dileep watched
intently.

Excited by the prospect of talking out loud about
Zoya’s body in the same room about her to his best
frIend, Salman asked in a normal voice, “If you could
do anything you wanted to her, what would it be?”

Astonished, he looked at Salman and after thinking for
a moment said, “Oh, that’s easy, I would I would like
to make love to her,” Salman told him to quit sugar
coating his language and say what he meant.

Realizing that it was turning me on, Dileep said, “I’d
like to fuck her really hard.”

Drunk with excitement Salman reached over, pushed her
short dress aside and openly stroked her cunt through
her panties. She responded immediately moved her hips
up to his fingers and moaned softly. Here was his
pretty wife, getting more and more sexually excited
while his best friend watched! It was a dream come
true.

But you can do everything except fuck her, Salman
said to Dileep.

Then Dileep asked if he could touch her. Salmans chest
was pounding with excitement as Dileep slowly began
stroking her legs as Salman had done. When his hand was
a couple of inches away from her panties he looked up
at Salman. With a pounding heart Salman nodded for him
to go ahead. He watched, his heart in his throat, as
Dileeps hand reached Zoyas panties and lightly
stroked her well shaped pussy through them. She then
responded to his touch! Here was the same pussy that
was under that lovely wedding-day saree on their
wedding day being stroked by his best friend, with only
the thin fabric of her lace panties separating his
fingers from her now very wet pussy.

Salman touched his arm to get him to stop because he
wanted himself to be the one to give Dileep his first
glimpse of her pussy. Pushing the crotch of her panties
aside Salman exposed first one lip and then her full
pussy to Dileep.

He could now see the most private intimate part of his
wife’s body. For some weird reason Salman was almost
embarrassed for her because she was so very wet and
obviously in a state of extreme arousal – then it
became the most exciting thing he had ever experienced.
Almost losing control Salman untied her legs and pulled
off her panties and let Dileep drink in this picture of
her swollen pussy. She must have been very turned on by
being tied up the second time in her life because she
was extremely wet.

After pulling her panties the rest of the way off
Salman gave them to Dileep and told him that he could
keep them. He jumped at the sound of Salmans voice
until he remembered that she couldn’t hear anything.
After smelling her panties he stuffed them in his
pocket. Salman left her legs untied.

Now she was slowly opening and closing her legs and
trying to get some satisfaction. Salman got the video
camera and tripod from the closet and began to
videotape her like this. He told Dileep to get his cock
out and rub it on her leg. He again said that Dileep
should not fuck her, but he could do everything else.

Instead of just taking his cock out, he undressed
completely, dropping his clothes in a pile on the
floor. Dileeps cock was at a full erection sticking
straight out from his body. Salman noticed that he was
a bit larger than Salmans, but not all that different.
Salman told Dileep to put his cock in Zoyas tied hand.
This was very risky because she might note the
difference.

He moved to the head of the bed and slipped his cock
into her open and unexpecting hand. She immediately
grabbed it. Later Salman wondered why he did not think
that Zoya could have noticed the difference. It was
larger than Salmans and a quite different shape. When
she grabbed, she murmured, “Oh, you’re so hard!”

For Dileep’s part he just groaned “Oh, man-n-n-n…”
and started leaking precum. He rubbed it on her fingers
and pulled back so he wouldn’t cum. Somehow she didn’t
notice the difference and Salman breathed a sigh of
relief. Then became excited as Salman looked at his
wife’s hand with another man’s cum on her fingers.

Since only one of them could touch her at a time,
Salman motioned for Dileep to go ahead who took teased
the nipple of her right breast with his tongue. Zoya
squirmed with pleasure and wanted him to suck it but he
just kept alternating between one nipple and the other
deliberately teasing them till they were fully erect.
His right hand stroked her right leg from her knee up
until it reached her cunt. This was the moment Salman
had been waiting for. He watched and stroked his own
cock as his friends fingers first touched his wife’s
wet slit. She began bucking and he slipped first one,
then two fingers into her. He then took his slick, wet
fingers and put them in her mouth. She greedily sucked
her own pussy juice off my friend’s fIngers until he
put them back In her soaking wet pussy. All the while
her ears were closed and music was playing.

Salmans cock was very hard. Although he did not want
Dileep to fuck her he did want him to jerk off on her.
And also wanted to catch it on film.

Now Zoya was humping Dileep’s fingers for all she was
worth. From her sounds, Salman knew she was about to
cum and cum hard. He was jerking himself off with his
other hand. He told Dileep to cum on her face. Her eyes
were covered by the blindfold, but her mouth, chin and
neck were exposed.

At first, Dileep was holding himself about level with
her shoulders aimed at her face, but as his
masturbation picked up speed he pulled closer and
closer to her chin. Suddenly he stopped, thrust his
pelvis towards her until his cock head was less than an
inch from her chin and pointed up to her mouth. Dileep
groaned and then exploded on Zoya’s face. She jerked in
surprise, and then laughed. Her chin and lips were
literally painted with stripes of Dileep’s cum. As the
last spurts landed on her neck, Dileep gently slapped
his now softening cock on her lips. Zoya opened her
mouth and hungrily took his cock in, sucking eagerly on
it. He pulled back, afraid she would notice the
difference, and allowed her to suck only the head of
it. Salman was circumcised whereas Dileep was uncut and
had a long foreskin. He rolled it back with his hand
and thrust just the head of his cock into Zoyas eager
mouth. She was masterful at this and soon his cock
began to harden again. In a matter of minutes he was
back to full staff.

Zoya began opening and closing her legs. This, for her,
was a request to be fucked and she was moaning softly
to enhance the seduction. Salman watched almost in a
trance as Dileep repositioned himself between her legs
and began stroking his dick, leaning closer and closer
to her very wet pussy. Salman should have stopped him
at this point but he just sat on the edge of the bed,
powerless to even move.

Dileep began sliding his cock along the inside of her
thigh leaving a thin trail of wetness. Salmans mind
continued telling him to stop his friend. He even
motioned him to keep his cock away from her Zoyas
pussy but Dileep said that he would take care not to
fuck her. Salman just watched as the head of his cock
came into contact with the lips of her pussy. Now Zoya
was straining at her bindings and trying to bring the
head of his cock more into contact with her cunt.