Swinger Sex With Hot Bengali Couple Part 1 (Meeting The Neighbors)

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I am married to a sexy bombshell, Sunita. She is hot, all curves in right places and is a typical desi bhabhi. She is fun to hang out with, enjoys every little moment. She doesn’t mind jokes below the belt from my friends and occasionally has wine when her other bhabhi friends give the company.

She is a perfect hostess and is very sensitive to my needs and expectations especially when we have guests. I love her and she too is in love, and we make it naughty on the bed with new things every once in a while. She wears usually nighties which hug her form.

I suspect she loses her panties and bra once I go to the office. Yet, that strangely turns me on. I regularly bring her some see through and skimpy lingerie which she wears for me.

We live in a flat and there is a house just opposite us which was unoccupied since we moved in. It gave us a good private verandah too. Sunita made out with me sometimes in the verandah and one late night we had sex, fully nude, in the verandah against the door of that empty flat.

That was crazy and horny and since then Sunita would put on her skimpy one-piece lingerie to see me off to the office. Sometimes she would also hand me her panties wet and smelly and put it in my office bag so that I was horny enough when I come back.

One day, as I was leaving for office, I found someone was in the empty house. It seemed to be a voice of Manish, who lived two floors below us, and his wife. As I was putting on my shoes wondering if they would move here, especially Manish’s wife ‘Pammi’, who had the most attractive breasts and ass in our society.

Just then Sunita appeared in her silky maroon robe, which covered her torso but not her legs. That thing just covered her ass, though if she bent over, it would expose everything, since it was silk and had very less elasticity. Her white legs, thighs were on sexy display meant to tease me out to the office.

I didn’t know if she had her panties on, but it was clear with her pointed nipples that the bra discarded last evening, hadn’t found its way back. Just then Manish and Pammi appeared at the doorway and greeted me. This situation was strange as Sunita didn’t have much time to run and wear some clothes but she couldn’t speak to them either.

Pammi noticed Sunita’s dress and immediately said, “Kya baat hai Sunita looks like you just woke up!” With a playful giggle. Manish was averting his eyes forcefully away but Sunita’s hot body made it harder to do so. I casually called them in our house for a coffee, thinking they might say some other time and leave.

But Pammi moved right in followed by Manish. Sunita looked at me strangely but we had no choice now. I sat with them both in our hall, chit-chatting while Sunita stood unsure of what to do. Manish said he had a deal with the flat owner, since it was empty, that Pammi would conduct tuition for some kids in our apartment and split the profit 50:50.

I said it a sweet deal since tenants were less this place and good for Pammi too. Meanwhile, Sunita went to get coffee for all and Pammi followed her. As I and Manish spoke, I heard Pammi giggling teasing Sunita. Soon they came back, and surprisingly Sunita still had her sexy robe on which I expected she would change.

She even served, bending over a bit to Pammi and Manish, showing up her legs, and gave a cup to me. I guess Manish had a good look too at Sunita’s back of thighs. It gave a stir in my loins. Sunita settled next to me on the sofa, mindful not to expose her crotch accidentally.

We all had coffee and Manish asked if some students would turn up accidentally at our door please guide them. We agreed and Pammi said if they see Sunita they would definitely lose track of tuitions. We all laughed and Manish vehemently agreed.

I said I need to leave to office and told them if any help is needed we are there. Saying that I left and they too seemed to move. As I reached the office, I called home. Sunita sounded horny and said they too had left after I had gone. She did mention Manish kept staring at her crotch while sitting and at her robe covered boobs when leaving.

I joked Pammi would be mad at him and her, but Sunita said, she’s more likely to enjoy, as it was her who stopped her from at least putting on her panties while she made coffee, let alone wear a dress.

That evening we fucked and fingered in the hall, listening to sounds of students arriving and while Pammi was taking her first class across the verandah. We even kept the door unlocked and after I came in Sunita’s cunt, she pranced around pantieless while the cum dribbled down her legs.

She had now worn a short dark grey skirt, a cream camisole, with nothing under, her ass cheeks jiggling and erect nipples pushing out. As the class ended, the students left. Pammi was leaving, while Sunita offered her some water as she might be tired. She came in and I was watching TV.

Manish too joined us in a while, and as he saw Sunita complemented her on her dress. Pammi had a typical Bengali cotton saree and looked like a horny condom ad model. I too told her that she looked sexy, and Manish agreed. He said Pammi doesn’t wear modern clothes like Sunita, to which she said, if she did so, instead of tuitions there would be something else here!

We all laughed. Manish still kept drooling at my wife’s legs and she did try to show him more by bending over more than necessary once or twice. Pammi patted on his arms once to interrupt his staring but he and I just laughed. This game went on for a while. Sunita liked to show off her body and Pammi liked it.

By the fourth or fifth time, they both still visited us after tuitions. Sunita even dared to wear a big towel once as if just had a shower. Manish would leer and comment but still, it was a turn on for both of us. Then one day they came in after tuitions.

Pammi seemed to be covered more than normal in her saree. Sunita was ready in her babydoll lingerie today. She had a thong and no bra to tease Manish. Manish was wearing sports shirts and shorts and I too had my sleepwear on. As usual, he started to flirt and gaze upon her gams.

Now Pammi sat next to me. Manish told me he could actually convince Pammi to wear a sexy dress. I asked him, when? He told now! And winked at Pammi. She dramatically stood up and removed her saree to reveal a sexy baby doll. She had stockier but smooth legs than Sunita, a protruded ass, and a generous cleavage to show her braless tits.

Sunita said, wow today your students won’t study at home! They compared their lingeries and then they left. Surprisingly, she walked down the stairs without her saree. Anyone coming up the stairs would have seen her cunt. Sunita climbed on me in the verandah as they left and took my cock inside her babydoll sliding off her thong.

I asked her, “Itni geeli kisko dekh kar hui ho?” She said “Manish ka dikh raha tha!”
I asked, “Uska pasand hai tumhe?”
She said,” Darr lagta hai!”
I said, “Main hoon na.”

She didn’t reply but almost peed orgasmically. But now I heard some movement on the stairs. and before I could react Pammi ran up with her keys and saw us. Sunita hurriedly covered up her sloppy cunt but her left boob was hanging out. I pulled up my shorts but still, my cockhead peeped out.

Pammi smirked and went past us saying sorry for the disturbance, but she had left her purse inside the flat. As she came back, she traced a finger on Sunita’s boob and said, “Enjoy!” And winked at me. She was still in her lingerie and her boobs moved about sexily inside that.

As she got down, I sucked again Sunita’s boob and put my cock in her within milliseconds. The sound of Pammi’s steps stopped and I was sure she wanted to watch us. I grunted as I came in Sunita’s cunt and Sunita kept saying “ah, ah ah…” Then we got inside the house cuddling to our bed.

That night I asked Sunita to play a notch up with Manish and Pammi. She was shy and reluctant to speak of it even but agreed that she would try something funny to fire up our fantasies. I picked out a cream camisole and small printed boy shorts for her.

Her bald but swollen pussy made a good appearance on it like a camel toe. She got me my swimming trunk which tightly hugged my form and clearly impressed my upturned penis and balls. Then she gave me her pink oversized t-shirt which made me look gay in the wide collar.

We decided to take the game to the next level.