18 comments/ 155089 views/ 23 favorites Nirmala Goes Shopping By: take the wife Nirmala examined her naked brown body in the bathroom mirror. Even though she was now in her thirties and having given birth twice, she still retained her figure. She stood 5' 5", 38" breasts, a massive 40" arse, and long black hair. She did not like her tummy which in her opinion was getting too big, I of course didn't mind as I loved her. We have been married for 12 years both submissive by nature and open minded when it came to sex. She regularly poses for the camera naked indoors and in the garden, we would also take videos whilst making love, she is an exhibitionist. She pulled on the black lacy panties, the material straining to contain her ample buttocks. I gave her a playful slap watching the cheeks wobble. She finished dressing putting on a lightweight white flowery summer frock. We were going shopping in Southall, an area of West London with a high Indian population. We wandered round various shops, ending up in a rundown side street clothes shop. The shop had only a few customers as it was Wednesday lunchtime. The shop owner was a Pakistani man dressed in national attire, he welcomed us offering us tea and Indian sweets. The owner, Mr. Khan sat on a stool by the cash register watching my wife's bottom in the security mirror as she moved about the dingy shop. Nirmala tried on various skirts and dresses in the small changing room at the back of the shop, it wasn't exactly a room, but a cubicle with an old dirty torn curtain, boxes and clothes scattered about, she seemed to spend ages in there. Nirmala decided on a few purchases as the prices were quite reasonable, but she still insisted on haggling. Mr. Khan was jovial and enjoyed the friendly banter with her, agreeing to her financial demands. Mr. Khan was in his fifties, tall and stocky and sported a full beard. We found out later he was married with four children and came to England from the Punjab 10 years ago settled in Southall, and set up various businesses. His son normally ran the shop but was off sick today. I noticed he would disappear every time Nirmala went to the changing room. When she went to pay, she noticed a box with a selection of corsets. She had looked at corsets in the larger stores, but the prices were too much. She wanted at least one which she says would pull in her belly, I thought it would also be nice for the next time I took her naked pictures. Mr. Khan displayed the corsets on the counter, the quality seemed okay with brand named tags. Nirmala seemed pleased and asked about the price, Mr. Khan told her not to worry as he would make special price as she was special customer. "Try on one", he said "but why only one, try as many as you like". Nirmala selected two pairs one black and one red then went to try them on. Mr. Khan said it was lunch time and closed the shop but we could stay, he went in the back room to supposedly have his lunch. Nirmala called me to the cubicle, she pulled back the curtain standing only in her black panties, bra and corset. She asked me to help her lace up the back of the corset, but as I fumbled with the lace I could see movements towards the back and top of the cubicle. I whispered this to my wife, she looked at me knowingly and said that there was also a camera lens badly concealed, she said she had been exposing her tits and bending over showing off her bum to the lens. She turned facing the cubicle wall as I continued tying up the lace. I reached round gently squeezing her tits, then felt her panties crotch, it was damp I fingered her with my middle finger as I gave a love bite on her neck. After a while Mr. Khan called out asking if we needed any help. I looked at Nirmala and asked her if she wanted to, she knew what I meant. We regularly talked about a threesome with another man every time we fucked, and it always turned us on. It transpired she shared my interest when we watched a porno video together of a husband paying a stud to fuck his wife while he watched and filmed them before joining in. She became more aroused than normal at the scene, and when I mentioned it would be nice to see the stud stuffing her cunt with his 8" cock, she came almost immediately. I wanted to see another man fucking Nirmala, and even having sex with him at the same time, now it was time to turn the fantasy into reality. My kinky interests, although I don’t believe I am the only one, began when I started puberty. I would be woken up late at nights to the sounds of slapping flesh and of my teenage sister Mohini moaning and screaming in the next room. Her husband Muni who was 20 years her senior would beat her before fucking her. The noise would lessen to a whimper and sobbing and the rhythmic creaking of bed springs, before finally him grunting, then quiet. I would then fantasise about my sister been raped while I watched and then fucking her myself, it would end with my sheets becoming wet and sticky. As Mr. Khan approached the cubicle, I noticed the bulge in his loose fitting Pakistani clothing his eyes focused on my wife. He said I wasn’t putting it on correctly and was damaging his merchandise, the corset had half cups for the breasts and that there was no need for a bra. He pushed me roughly to one side moving behind my wife unclipped the bra, fondling her bosoms as he removed it. Nirmala didn’t say anything but inhaled deeply as her nipples were exposed. Her tits were indeed large and heavy, but not drooping, the aureoles were dark brown and stood up a good half an inch. He pulled the corset cups up, however her breast was far too big for them and the nipples jutted over the top. There was my wife half naked standing in a dingy shop, the cheeks of her buttocks hanging out as her panties disappeared between them, the corset narrowing her midriff pushing up her tits and making her arse look even bigger and a dirty old man leering at her. Nirmala was enjoying the attention by turning around admiring herself in the tiny mirror, adjusting her panties and corset this way and that knowing she was teasing us. Mr. Khan complimented her saying she was a good looking sexy woman and that the in the corset looked good on her and that she should try on another pair for comfort and style. Without waiting for her reply he undid the lace and removed the corset, she was now naked except for the panties. She was self conscious of her naked body and was attempting to cover up her tits. Mr. Khan started to become more dominant as he was getting no objections from either of us. He ordered her to raise her hands above her head, so he could manipulate and caressed her breasts easier, whilst pressing his cock tight up against her bottom. He helped her on with the black corset, then turning her round to face him pinched and rolled her nipples between his fingers and thumbs, leaning forward licking and sucking each tit in turn, Nirmala encouraged him by pulling the back of his balding head onto her bosoms. Her breasts seem to have gotten bigger and the nipples sticking out like organ stops. Nirmala was looking at me to see if I minded another man touching her so intimately, I just stood there my hand rubbing my cock through my trousers, this was her green light. Mr. Khan knelt in front of her and pulled her soaking wet panties crotch to one side, pushed a finger inside her pussy followed by two then three. Nirmala eyes were now tightly shut as she held onto the side of the cubicle for support while he masturbated her furiously for about five minutes. He gripped the sides of the panties and slowly eased them over her buttocks down to her ankles then off, she was now naked except for the black corset. He massaged the cheeks of her arse pulling her neatly trimmed crotch to his hairy face, his tongue licking her pussy lips before forcing its way inside. He licked and rubbed his face and nose over her cunt savouring the taste and smell, his black beard dripping in pussy juices. He said he hadn't fucked his wife in weeks and was desperate, even willing to pay Nirmala for a fuck. I told him I didn’t mind him fucking my wife if she didn’t, but he must wear a condom. He said he had never worn a condom before and he was clean, he would also be discreet and wouldn't ejaculate inside her. Nirmala said she didn’t mind him fucking her as she always wanted to see what another cock felt like. He removed his baggy pants, his cock was bigger than mine with knobbly blue veins bulging out, it was brown, rock hard and circumcised, pre cum oozing from the tip, his arse chubby and hairy. He pushed Nirmala down to kneel in front of him, he told her to push her tits together as he rubbed his cock between the valleys. He told her how he watched and videoed her undressing in the cubicle, she was a teasing bitch. He rubbed the pre cum tip of his cock over her eyes, nose, lips and into her ears. He tried putting it in her mouth but she is not keen in sucking, Mr. Khan became annoyed and shouted at her, "open your fucking mouth bitch", when she baulked he pulled back her hair held her nose and forced the cock into her mouth and down her throat, her red lipstick lips opened wide. Holding the sides of her head he fucked her mouth, her cheeks bulging as she struggled to breathe her eyes wide open looking up at him. He told her to kneel on the dirty carpet and stick her bottom up spread her arse cheeks. We watched as she opened her big brown buttocks exposing her anus and moist cunt. Mr. Khan mocked me for allowing another man to defile my wife in front of me, he said it would not be fair to degrade her alone. Mr. Khan ordered me to undress and tongue Nirmala's anus, then I had to masturbate him and suck his cock while Nirmala french kissed him. Although I am not homosexual having a salty cock fucking my mouth wasn’t as repulsive as I thought. Nirmala later confessed she was turned on watching us together. He told Nirmala to hold onto a box and bend. As he moved behind her he removed his shirt revealing his fat hairy belly he was now fully naked. He ordered me to put his fat cock in my wife. "Are you sure you want him to penetrate you Nimmi" I said. "Only if you want me to and wont be jealous, I am doing this for you also Subhash", she replied. I placed his cockhead to her pussy lips, then in one rapid stroke he lunged forward burying his cock deep in my wife's love tunnel, his hairy balls nestling against her thighs causing her to shriek. It was an unbelievable sight, I masturbated watching this total stranger fucking my wife. He banged her arse really hard, the noise of slapping flesh of his thighs against her vast bottom echoed around the shop. The only other sounds are of Nirmala whimpering and him grunting. I begged Mr. Khan not to ejaculate inside her as she could still conceive, but he got angry and shouted, "Shut up, she is a Hindu cow eating whore only good for fucking and giving babies". He asked her, "How does it feel to have a Muslim cock raping your Hindu cunt bitch". She mumbled, "It's nice, fuck my Hindu cunt you Paki bastard shoot your hot spunk inside my belly, I want another baby and don’t care if it's you that make me pregnant, please fuck me harder". He looked at me masturbating and said," Look at me fucking your whore wife, see how she is loving it, I hope you are liking it too Subhash?". I told him to "fuck my wife anytime you want make her belly swell, be father to her baby". He was now like a man possessed, he squeezed and pulled her nipples, rubbed her clit, slapped her arse and fingered her arsehole till she screamed, tears running down face in ecstasy. He held her tight around the waist as he banged her like a rag doll, her feet off the floor and hands barely touching the box, he must have fucked her for twenty minutes, Nirmala coming twice. He ordered me behind him to fondle and squeeze his balls as he couldn’t hold on for much longer. I couldn't help resisting rubbing my cock between his sweating arse cheeks. I held his hairy balls they were heavy, hard, and full of sperm. Then all motion stopped I watched his arse cheeks tightened to form a slit, as he let out a loud growl, Nirmala yelling "fuck me, fuck me you bastard, spunk my pussy…I love you" as she had yet another orgasm, I squeezed his balls emptying them, as another man's seed impregnated my wife's womb for the first time. They stayed connected as his cock twitched and spurted a few more times. He pulled out watching the white gooey mess trickling out of her pussy onto the dirty carpet. He wiped his wet cock over the back of her arse. We were brought back to earth by banging on the front door, Mr. Khan got dressed and went to open his shop. Nirmala was slumped on the dirty floor her legs having given way, pussy juice and spunk covered her bottom and thighs, the air filled with sex. She was too exhausted for me but I penetrated her slippery cum cunt anyway, needless to say after six strokes I also emptied inside her, mixing my sperm with that of Mr. Khan. We heard Mr. Khan speaking in Urdu with a woman, then shouting for someone to come from there, as I looked round to see a small boy staring at us trying to take in the sight, as he saw us looking he ran off. Nirmala dressed keeping the corset on, and collected the rest of her shopping. There was a heavily pregnant Pakistani woman with the toddler. Mr. Khan introduced his young wife Nablia, I now understood why he hadn't had a fuck for so long. She was younger than and about the same build as Nirmala. Mr. Khan explained to her we had difficulty in choosing and had stayed for lunch. She was a nice friendly lady and I believe she suspected something happened in the shop. I looked at Mrs. Khan huge backside, Mr. Khan noticed me and winked at me as to say yes I would like to watch you fuck her too, looked like he shared my interests without realizing it. Then I noticed that Mrs. Khan could have seen us fucking outside the cubicle through the security mirror. Mr. Khan thanked us for our custom and gave Nirmala a big discount, he said she should wear her purchases next time she visited his shop, and his teenage sons Ashif and Mohammad are usually there on a Wednesday. He gave Nirmala a hug and caressed her bottom, Mrs. Khan looked at them and at me to see my reaction, but I smiled at her and patted her backside, she didn’t object. Mrs. Khan said we should visit their other shop after she has given birth, her breast will be heavy with milk and there will be too much for the baby. This happened a few weeks back and Nirmala says she needed to go clothes shopping soon, why didn’t I drop her off in Southall I could then visit Mr. and Mrs. Khan at their shop. Nirmala hasn’t conceived yet but there will be four sets of sperm trying to find her eggs in the not too distant future. Value your comments and suggestions, good or otherwise. Also would like to correspond with couples/ladies/singles with interests in this subject and photo swaps, comment on ours. Nirmala & Subhash E mail me at the link below.