My Two Hot Wives – Pt 3 (First Night With Second Wife)

After a great hot afternoon sex with my hot Muslim neighbour girl Nurit, we showered together and then she went to her apartment to take a nap. Later in the evening, my parents called me and said they wanted to meet me and talk to me about something important. They had never met me in two years after my marriage with Pooja and now they made an attempt. I was happy so I invited them to my apartment.

At around 8 PM, my parents came to my house. My mom went to the kitchen and made coffee for us. After the coffee, my parents didn’t care to ask about Pooja and suggested to marry again and to a Muslim girl, this time. I denied to them completely and said I am very happy with my wife Pooja.

They ignored my answer and went on to say that the girl and her family would visit us in half an hour. I was really angry after hearing that and asked them to call that family visiting us and ask them not to come. To which my dad said that they’re his friends and he can’t do that. And then they suggested me to first see the girl.

We were in a heated argument and then the doorbell rang. My mom opened the door and welcomed them.

I kept my calm. First, my dad’s friend and his wife entered the house and then their daughter entered. I was shell-shocked and couldn’t believe my eyes, it was the hot girl next door, Nurit! I felt like trapped and betrayed and kept thinking about the afternoon with Nurit. Everything started to hit hard me now. I was dumbstruck and just kept quiet while my parents introduced me to Nurit’s parents.

Nurit’s parents knew I was married and still, they wanted me to marry their daughter. I just couldn’t speak a word and kept nodding to the things they were saying. And when I looked up at Nurit, she was all smiling and felt like she was happy. Maybe she too was ready to marry me. Later, they allowed us to talk privately.

Nurit and I went to the balcony. She started talking first and said, “Listen, first of all, everything that happened today wasn’t planned. My parents had called me to tell that they have found me a boy for marriage. I agreed to see but I seriously didn’t know that it will turn out to be you”.

Then I asked her, “How could you say yes to see someone who’s already married?” Nurit replied with just one word that she was ‘bi-sexual’. At that time, our parents intervened and invited us inside.

Everything depended on my answer. I felt like I was on a cliffhanger. On one hand, if I marry again, my wife Pooja will feel betrayed and heartbroken. On the other hand, I couldn’t stop thinking about Nurit’s body and her ‘bi-sexual’ answer a while ago made it all the more exciting. I decided to give it a chance and said yes to marry Nurit, thinking if everything works out well, then Pooja, Nurit and myself will have the hottest sex sessions every day.

Nurit shifted to my apartment in a week. In a month, I married Nurit in a small wedding ceremony. Everything went on well but the only question that haunted me was how to tell this to my first wife Pooja. Nurit looked stunning in her traditional Muslim bridal dress and I was so excited to fuck her in our first night.

On our first night, I was waiting for Nurit in my bed. She took a while but then she called me on the phone and asked me to come to the other bedroom which belonged to Pooja. When I entered the bedroom, I was in for a surprise.

The room was lit by only candles and in the bed was Nurit wearing Pooja’s sexy transparent red saree with a black sleeveless blouse. She looked magnificent in that saree.

As I was approaching towards her to grab her body, she did this amazingly erotic stuff. She took a glass of milk and poured it down through her cleavage and then onto both her arms. As I was about to get on top of her, she stopped me by placing her leg on my chest and asked me to remove her saree. I swiftly removed her saree and there she was again wearing Pooja’s panties.

At first, I took a bite of her pussy over the panties itself. Then I quickly took it off and attacked her pussy with my mouth. With my suddenness, Nurit’s body jerked and she quickly sat on the bed to feel my hair, which in turn made the milk she poured on her body flowed down to her pussy through her nectar navel. The combination of her pussy and the milk tasted great. After licking her pussy, I moved onto her navel.

My second wife now laid back on the bed. I kissed her navel by grabbing both her melons over Pooja’s blouse and pressed them hard, making her moan loudly.

Then I moved further up and tore away her blouse and gulped her melons one after the other by biting and licking them fiercely. The fact that the milk was flowing on them made my licking more intense, so was Nurit’s moaning. Then I kissed her arms and quickly moved to her sexy erotic armpits. Nurit’s armpit smelled and tasted like both Pooja’s and her own self. It made my dick’s girth hardest ever, so I knew I couldn’t last anymore.

After licking both her armpits, I plunged my dick entirely at one go and kissed her neck and started banging her tight pussy wildly. Later, I reduced my speed and finally kissed Nurit’s beautiful lips.

We were panting hard so I kissed her passionately by thumping deep inside her pussy while entering and by slowly moving up. This excited Nurit and she started moving her lower body up and said she was gonna come. Hearing her sexy voice, I emptied my balls first and then Nurit’s powerful orgasm showered my dick. We kissed each other while my dick stayed in her pussy for a while.

After our first night sex, Nurit went to the shower to clean up. I blew the candles off to sleep. After about ten minutes, the bedroom door opened and I heard someone saying, “Surprise”.

I opened my eyes and there she was, my first fucking wife Pooja all naked, switching on the bedroom lights! She probably got naked as soon as she entered the apartment but that was my least concern. Before I even spoke, Pooja got on top of me and kissed me. While Pooja was kissing me, she pierced my dick inside her pussy and started riding me.

Finally, the biggest surprise (Nurit) of that night came out of the bathroom, all wet and draped in a towel. Pooja stopped fucking me and turned around to see the biggest shock of her life. She got off my dick and asked, “Who the fuck is she?”

“She is my second wife”, I mumbled.

“What?! Are you serious?!!”

“Yes and it’s a long story, I was about to tell you, but..”, I stopped.

Pooja was totally shocked and stormed out of the bedroom, naked. I was sitting on the bed clueless and Nurit insisted me to go to her and explain her everything. I quickly got dressed and went to the hall. Pooja was dressing up.

When I went near her, she asked me not to touch her. But I still went ahead to talk to her. She gave me a tight slap on my face and she broke down completely and started crying. I just didn’t know how to convince her. Later in the night when I came to check on her, Pooja had slept on the couch itself. Pooja wanted to surprise me but she was the one that got it in a bad way.

In the next part, this story will continue.

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