Innocent teacher bhabhi and cuckold husband in Goa – Part 2

I met a couple in their late 30s from Lucknow in Goa. Vinay came across as a submissive. His wife, Richa, wants to live her dreams and fantasies in Goa. The three of us had an interesting local safari and shopping experience.

After the shopping trip, we decided to return to our rooms and rest. After some time, I received a message from Richa on WhatsApp, and we continued chatting about Goa, safaris, shopping trips (boring stuff), etc. Then she started talking about shorts and bikinis, and the conversation took an interesting turn.

Richa: Did you like my new shorts?

Me: They were good.

Richa: Could you be a bit more specific about the shorts, please?

Me: Safari shorts are good; you can wear them over a bikini when we go swimming at the pool or beach.

Richa: So we are going to the beach together?

Me: I assumed so, but you can go to the beach with Vinay alone and have more privacy.

Richa: What good is privacy, like we have now, but he is sleeping as he worked so hard?

Me: Maybe he did work hard on you when you both came back into the room.

Richa: I wish, but he was too tired and went to bed.

Me: I should be in your room then.

Richa: So, what would you have done?

Me: Maybe what Vinay is not doing.

Richa: So, not sleeping.

Me: Absolutely, lol.

Richa: What do you think of hot shorts?

Me: They look lovely.

Richa: Tell me more.

Me: They make you look more sexy.

Richa: And?

Me: They make your ass look sexy.

Richa: How does it make you feel?

Me: I want to spank your bum in those shorts.

Richa: Lol.

Me: Can I?

Richa: You already did that in the changing room.

Me: That was only a trailer. Picture Abhi Baki hai.

Richa: Lol. What about bikinis?

Me: I can’t comment, as I have not seen them.

Richa: Tonight, I will try them.

Me: Vinay is one lucky man.

Richa: You can be lucky as well.

Me: That’s music to my ears. Tell me how.

Richa: You want to see me in a bikini?

Me: Yes, I think I have to break your room door to come in.

Richa: No need for that. I’ll invite you.

Me: What will Vinay think of that?

Richa: Get him a drink, and he’ll be okay.

Me: I think he might enjoy my company.

Richa: Do you think?

Me: Yes, can you not feel?

Richa: Sometimes.

Me: Let’s see how things develop.

Richa: Yes.

After some time, I received a call from Vinay inviting me to a drinking session. As he is a bit miser, he insists on buying alcohol and drinking in the room. In the evening, I went to their room, expecting any action. I took a blindfold and chastity cage in my rucksack.

They had a small living room in the front with a bedroom in the back. He was wearing a trouser-shirt (boring, ready-to-go work clothes). Richa is in safari shorts and a shirt.  I managed to wink at her when Vinay was not looking as a sign of approval.

We started discussing our work and other normal topics. I ordered some snacks from room service and opened the bottle of alcohol. While Richa and I were on our 2nd drink, Vinay was already gulping down the 4th one and was getting a bit drunk.

Richa asked if we had tried our newly bought clothes – the answer was no. So, we decided to host a fashion show, and everyone modelled their clothes. To start with, Vinay was against the idea of Richa trying on a bikini. But she gave him a stern look to put him back in his place.

First, Vinay tried on his shorts and got compliments. Then I went to the bathroom and came back wearing my tight swim shorts. I got a whistle from Richa. I decided to keep shorts on for the rest of the evening like Vinay.

Then Richa decided to try hot shorts, and damn, she was looking hot. Both Vinay and I were stunned by how sultry she looked. Got compliments from both myself and Vinay. The next one was the bikini part. She went to the bedroom and changed into (let’s call it “conservative” because of shorts) a bikini.

Vinay smiled as his sign of approval. I complimented her on how nice she looked. As Vinay and I were about to cheer for drinks, Richa said, ‘Wait for the last show of the night before we all cheer together.’ She went into the bedroom to change, and every minute felt like a year to me.

She came back in a thong bikini, which was tied from both sides, and her bikini top was tied equally. Now, it was my turn to whistle. Vinay felt a bit awkward (a man they had met a few days ago, who had whistled after seeing his wife in a bikini), but Richa acknowledged it with a smile on her face.

We all decided to cheer together and finish the bottle. Vinay ordered Richa to cover herself in a sarong to cover her thong. She was a bit shocked, but understood it must be a combination of alcohol and jealousy speaking inside Vinay. She decided to teach this submissive professor a lesson soon.

She started mobile surfing as per her normal habit. We all sipped drinks while enjoying the music. Both Vinay and Richa wanted to drink a bit more, so Vinay asked me to get more alcohol. I was about to order from room service. Being a miser, Vinay decided to go to the shop and buy a bottle of water.

It would be half the cost. Richa told him to get some food and come back. Now, that can be easily another hour before he comes back. Once Vinay was out of the room, Richa was mobile surfing (something that Vinay didn’t like a lot). This was now or never time for me.

I played a romantic song on YouTube and asked Richa to dance. She looked at me with a question on her face, wondering if it was a good idea. Perhaps Vinay’s departure from the room had triggered her kind lady instinct, and she was hesitant. I held her hand and pushed her into my arms for a slow dance.

Now, the scene is that I am in my tight swim shorts and T-shirt only. She is in her sexy bikini/thong covered by a sarong. My hands are on both sides of her waist (just above the sarong). We both looked into each other’s eyes while our feet made synchronised moves.

Our lips started moving towards each other, and at the last minute, she moved them away. She moved her head on my shoulders. This bitch needs more heating up. I was glad that she was still in my arms and not trying to move away.

While my hands were roaming on her back, my lips started kissing her ears and licking them. She started warming up. Her body was making the right movements, and she started pressing her crotch on my hard-on. Her hands began to move inside my T-shirt.

My hands were untying her hair. She started moving her face up again and looking into my eyes with lust. Richa moved her ankles up to bring her lips in line with my lips. The next second, we were kissing madly, lips over lips, tongue with tongue. It was a deep, passionate kiss for a few minutes.

I took her in my arms to her bed. Now she is sitting on her knees on the bed and taking my T-shirt off. We started kissing again. My hands were on her back, slowly untying the sarong. Sarong was away from her body in no time at all. Our kisses started turning into wet, dirty and sloppy.

In the next round of kisses, her hands were squeezing my hard one while my focus was on squeezing her boobs. They were firm, and I was getting a good squeeze from my palms.

While my hand was squeezing her boob, the other hand went behind her back, untied another knot, and her bikini top was off. I pushed her bed, came over to her and started squeezing both her boobs, kissing those perky nipples and sucking them. They are perfect Milf boobs.

We were kissing and sucking her boobs at the same time. Suddenly, Richa sat up on the bed and started removing my swim shorts. Richa held my cock in her hand and started her hand up/down. Now I am lying down, and she is in a doggy position playing with my cock.

Richa was kissing my cock and started sucking it while my hands started exploring her Milf ass. The heat of the moment was getting too much, and my hands did the last bit of untying of her thong. Pulled her ass over my face and got Richa into the 69 position.

Finally, the pussy I was imagining for the last few days was in front of me. Gave it a small kiss and started exploring the depth of Richa’s pussy with my tongue. My nose was full of the sweet smell of Richa’s pussy. My tongue with the salty taste of her pussy juices – while her mouth was sucking my cock.

I wanted to explore her ass. But my cock in her mouth would be game over with cum in her mouth. So I decided to fuck her before I release my juices. I made her lie down on the bed and saw my bag. Time to give her some gifts before I fuck her. I opened her bag, took out the blindfold, and gave it to her.

Richa put them on her eyes, and I asked why. Her reply was funny: “I can’t see myself cheating on Vinay,” and we both laughed. Next, I took the chastity cage and put it in her hands. I said something in my ear (to be revealed next time). She hid the chastity cage behind the bed and ordered, “Fuck me.”

I was in bed, and she came over me. My hands spread her bums, cock found the pussy and slowly started going inside her. She was so wet. I think the blindfold chastity cage made it even more exciting for her. Richa was riding my cock like bitch in heat.

Now I want to fuck her in the doggy. Second I saw her ass on Diwali celebrations. I wanted to fuck her in the doggy. She bent in a doggy position on the bed. I spread her ass and gave one more kiss to that fuckable pussy.

I stood up and pushed my cock inside her pussy. Fucking her in a nice rhythm with all sorts of noises like bed creaking. Her bums/body slapping each other, her moaning, etc.

Suddenly, I saw something in the glass on the wall of the small lobby between the living room and bedroom. I was frozen but also not surprised. Vinay was sitting on the living room floor with his trousers half down. His eyes were closed.

He was wanking his cock, listening to another man fucking his wife like a bitch. I bent my body over Richa and whispered in her ear what was happening. I was fully expecting her to stop. But she gave me a hand signal to fuck her with full power. She started moving her ass back.

And I started slapping her ass and started fucking her pussy. Suddenly, she started saying, “Vinay, you bastard. Vinay bhadwe,” etc. I started cumming in her pussy, and she cum on my cock. She fell on the bed, and I was lying on her back, thinking, ‘How will I face Vinay?’

Finally, I got up and walked towards the living room to see Vinay disappear again! Like he was never there. However, he made a significant mistake and left food and drinks on the table as evidence that he had been there. Richa instructed me to go to my room and wait for her phone call.

I was fully expecting it to be a night full of drama – either too much fun or too much shouting and screaming.

Rest in the last part.

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