Mr. K Fucked my busty wife Rashmi like a beast
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Submit Report Hi readers. I’m back with another encounter. This was too quick but extremely hot for me. I was on one of the dating cuck sites looking to chat with a few hung black Indian bulls. I met K in this process and he was everything I needed for my cute short busty wife Rashmi. As you all know, we live in Mumbai and recently bought our dream house in Breach Candy. I visited a cuck/bulls site one day and was casually sharing my fantasy there. K happened to see my posts and suddenly pinged me one day. He went by the name Hardcoreblackbull. I was curious to know how he looked and asked him to share his pic. To my surprise, he was every bit a beast. He had strong bulky shoulders, solid bulky biceps, a hairy body, and was bald with a thick beard. Rashmi has a weakness for such alphas. I mean, which woman wouldn’t right? K and I started chatting regularly after I shared a few decent yet cute pics of my wife. K looked like a rugged beast but was well-spoken and educated. He was dark brown in colour almost tending towards black but not completely. We became really good friends and finally, after the trust built, I shared my wife’s social media handles just for him to explore his chances with her. I wanted to know if Rashmi would fall for a stranger she met on the internet. He kept pinging her for a few days and finally, she decided to reply to him. K shared the screenshots. There was casual flirting happening between them. But Rashmi wasn’t too sure as it was a random stranger she met on the internet. One day, I caught her speaking with him on a video call, and by now she was certain, he was real. She hadn’t told me about this new friend of hers. But I kept getting updates from K. He told me how she was slowly falling for his charm and Alpha dominance. He was funny, he was assertive, and was charming. I had seen K’s dick before and it was mammoth. 8 inches plus, black, and thick. His foreskin would move so smoothly back as compared to my tight foreskin. His dick also had a curve that I knew would be great to hit the upper walls of her hardly-used tight cunt. The very thought of K breeding Rashmi would turn me on and I had lost count of how many times I had jerked off thinking of the two. Finally, the big day arrived when K said, he was going to meet Rashmi. I was jealous and horny at the same time. Emotions were playing crazy games in my mind. I wondered how they would interact, how they would flirt, and how K would bed my cute heavily busty wife eventually. The following day, a Friday evening, Rashmi told me she was having a girls’ night out at her friend’s place in Lokhandwala. I offered to drop her but she refused. I knew where she was headed. Then I helped her choose her outfit. A beautiful skimpy black spaghetti top, single piece till her knees. Just enough to expose her thick thighs that would tease any man. Her deep cleavage was exposed and she wore beautiful expensive red lipstick, did her dark black eye makeup, and I helped in getting her all dolled up for her black bull. She said: Baby I’ll be home tomorrow afternoon so don’t worry. I’ll be fine with the girls. She looked like a stunning doll. A beautiful curvy doll. Her lingerie too was laced, had an underwire because of her heavy sagging round tits and her perfume was making striking waves through my nose. She carried her makeup and perfume too in her bag. My cute dolled-up wife was headed out to get the fucking of her lifetime. I knew K would satisfy her like no other bull so far. As soon as she left, I made a call to K and asked him- Me: How am I going to witness this? He said he would make a live call. Soon she reached K’s hotel, in BKC. I had flown him down from Chennai and had booked a luxury suite for the two. But Rashmi thought K had done all this on his own. As soon as she reached his hotel room, K started the call with me and placed his camera in a way that I could get the entire room view. He began caressing her neck, moved her fragrant hair, and kissed her back. He said: You smell so good, Rashmi. She blushed and moaned as he continued kissing her all over. They gradually began smooching and this smooch lasted 30 minutes. I couldn’t resist this and came already. Then K threw her onto the soft bed of the 5-star suite as she bounced up from it due to the force. “Ouch!” She shouted. “You ruthless animal, go easy on me, K”, she said. “Ok my doll”, he replied. He then jumped on her, literally tore open her hot skimpy dress, and left her in her black bra and panty on the bed. I saw this and my dick grew the biggest ever till now. Her milky white body, her black laced lingerie, and his naked black body all looked so hot. He was in white jockey underwear that complimented his black muscular hairy body. His thick 8.5 inches black cock was peeping out of his white jocks. Now he pulled down her panties and started licking her like a hungry animal. He was literally eating her clean shaved cunt and she was wriggling around like a fish out of water, grasping the sheets tight with her tiny hands that had our wedding ring too. He ate her cunt for 20 minutes before she came so hard, squirted a river that made the bed wet like a pond, and moaned like she has never before. It was so loud, I could hear every word she said. “K, eat me. My husband never did this to me. You just know what I need. Ahh… shittttt… uffff… ouchhh… aaaaaaaah”, she said. K then moved up, stripped her satin bra, and hungrily ate her huge 38DD tits, bit her big brown areolae, and bit the veins of her big round white tits that looked so blue. Rashmi was moaning uncontrollably and all this even before he went inside her. He then pulled out his huge long and thick member as he stood tall at 6’4″, with his heavily built bulky black body and lifted my curvy short wife in his arms.