Wife Finds Solace in Hubby's Friend

I am living in a rough mining area, surrounded by dirt and dust. A month ago, I became good friends with a mining officer a decent guy. His name is Aman. His wife Riya was stunning fair-skinned, with a thick, round backside that shifted under her saree and large, full breasts that strained her tight blouse. I learned Aman was having an affair with a colleague he had introduced me to because we are partners in crime.

One day, his wife asked me about that woman, she already suspected something. I took the risk and told her I was on her side, and offered to helped her.

We started talking regularly at first about his affair, but I shifted the conversation, making her feel I was her real support. Eventually, I told her all the details, his secret late-night meetings, the flirty nonsense with his colleague and few photos of his husband with that lady. She broke down crying and asked me to come over. When I arrived, she was in her red saree, tears streaming as she said she felt so alone. I told her I'd always be there. I stepped in close, wrapped my arms around her tight, her soft, curvy body sinking into me. Her large breasts crushed against my chest, the saree fabric brushing my hands as I rubbed her back slow and firm after some rubbing i squeezed her ass. She looked up in my eyes full of questions, eyes wet, and I could not hold back I tilted her chin and kissed her deeply, our tongues meeting. She gasped, then kissed me back, full of need.

Things heated up fast. I pulled the pallu of her saree down her breasts swelled against her blouse, begging to be freed. I unhooked it, barely held by a lacy bra. I popped the clasp, letting them spill out, heavy and round, nipples hard. I took one in my mouth, sucking until she moaned, while my other hand lifted her saree and grabbed her thick ass, spanking it until it jiggled. She undid my pants, and I hiked up her saree and petticoat, ripping off her soaked panties. I pushed her onto the sofa, spread her legs, and started licking her slowly at first, circling her clit, tasting her wetness. Her thick thighs clamped around my head as I sucked harder, until she came, crying out.

Then I turned her over, her backside up that thick, round ass was incredible, even with the saree still on her. I lined up, slid my cock in slow, then started fucking her doggy-style, deep and hard. Her ass clapped against me with every thrust, and I grabbed her ass railing her while those big boobs swung wild underneath her. She called my name, pushing back, until I pulled out. She knelt down, took me in her mouth, sucking wet and deep, her tongue working me until I was throbbing.

I wasn't done. I laid her back, climbed on top, and fucked her missionary, legs spread wide, my hands pinning her wrists as I was thrusting deep as her saree dangled, her breasts bouncing with each thrust. She clawed my back, moaning loudly and her pussy gripping me tight. Then she pushed me off, climbed on top in cowgirl saree tied around her waist, she rode me hard, that thick ass bouncing as she slammed down, her boobs jiggling in my face. I grabbed them, sucking her nipples one by one while she worked me, grinding deep. She spun around reverse cowgirl next giving me a full view of that fat booty slapping against my thighs as she bounced, her moans echoing. Then I flipped her onto her stomach prone bone, now her ass slightly up as I fucked her hard and deep from behind, pressing her into the sofa. That thick booty rippling with every pound, her cries muffled in the pillow. I couldn't take much more pushed her back to missionary, hooked her legs over my shoulders, and railed her full force, staring into her eyes as I fucked her senseless. Her tits bounced crazy, her pussy clenched, and I lost it came hard, pumping every drop inside her, groaning as she milked me dry, trembling under me.

After, sweaty and wrecked, she begged me not to leave her, said she needed me bad. Been a month now her husband's got no idea I'm smashing his wife, hitting that thick booty and big boobs every chance I get. Life's insane.