Watching the lesbians perform

A JJ submission

Dear readers, this is your one and only JJ back with a steamy lesbian experience its been quiet some time now that we have gone into the Malathi’s lesbian adventure living sex bomb & reader of English department at the University in the small sleepy town of Chidambaram some 200 kms of Chennai in Tamil Nadu. Below is the lesbian scene in which English reader is caught by her husband Devadoss who works for a nationalized bank as a Branch Manager at Chidambaram who got a chance to peep into the hot episode, while she and her friend are involved in the divine pleasure seeking act on the bed.
We call her Gayathri. In fact, everyone calls her Gayu; it's easier than pronouncing her full name. She is a friend my wife met over the internet years ago also later found she lived a few blocks away from us in the University campus. The first time we met in person was a dinner hosted by the University for a centenary celebrations with all the staff families, but since then she and my wife have close friends and have been spending hours together chatting late into the night several times. Knowing well about my wife’s desires on lesbian sex it is an unwritten statement that she was my wife’s newest partner. By which I have the privilege of seeing them together, I make full use of it in my fantasies the next free moment I get. Both women are equally built typically South Indian women with beautiful long black hair; my wife's is a little more than a shoulder bang and Gayu's is black nearly touching her arse. Gayathri's skin is smooth and dark while my wife's is light. In my imagination that makes an incredibly beautiful contrast when they touch. And in my mind they touch each other quite often.I was always sure that one day, if their friendship continued, they would explore each other's bi-sexual curiosities there’s no way Malathi will leave her alone without enjoying her cunt. I never thought for a minute that I would actually be there to see it happen. It was a warm Sunday afternoon in the month of November when Gayathri and her daughters came over to play along with our children. Gayathri's husband works in the University along side Malathi and weekends are always busy for him since he has tied up to take classes for the distance education wing of the University. Our daughter loves when her friends come to our house to play, and with my wife she enjoys the time to relax with her friend while I watch the kids. That's how it all happened; I was out at the playground jus across our quarters with the girls while Gayathri and my wife sat talking in the house. The kids were old enough to not have to be watched every moment, so my attention shifted to the ladies inside.I could see them through the window, but not all that well through the glare. My wife was sitting in the middle of the sofa as Gayathri sat next to her with her legs tucked under her sari. I had glanced a few times before it happened; as I strained to see through the glare, I realized my wife was casual about the loose end of the sari which almost fell from its place. My mind raced. My wife was stripping for her friend. It looked very deliberate act why? What had been said? Who had started it? Why was I stuck out here? Just as my imagination started to race it was brought to a dead stop. Gayathri reached over and felt my wife's breast and here I was getting excited by a tender moment between friends. I would have felt ashamed if I hadn't thought my hastiness was so funny.I turned back, with a smile on my face this was always in the back of my mind & I know Malathi byheart, to watch our daughters run around and busy playing. All in all, this was a nice moment. I was feeling quite happy with life in general; wonderful wife, beautiful daughter, good friends. At least a minute passed before I looked back into the house.

I was confused to see Gayathri's hand still resting on my wife's breast. It had lingered longer than I would have expected. These two beautiful women had my attention again. There it was. I don't think I noticed it the first time. The contrast between their skin tones. They were simply sitting there, face to face, talking while Gayathri's hand rested on my wife's soft skin. I knew they were discussing something non-sexual like breathing techniques or contractions, but my imagination began to get the better of me:"It is amazing isn't it?" Gayathri asks my wife."Yes it is.""Does it feel nice?" Gayathri asks as her hand slowly begins to caress my wife's assets.Closing her eyes as Gayathri's hand lowers my wife whispers, "Yes."When she opens her eyes again, Gayathri is staring into them, only inches away. "How nice?"My wife can only sigh."How nice does it feel?" Gayathri asks again as her fingers lower and begin to play with my wife's semi hard nipple.The sighs become soft moans as my wife closes her eyes again. Gayathri seizes the moment to do what I am sure she has fantasized of doing for a very long time. As her fingertips find the erect nipples of my wife, she leans in the extra few inches for a first kiss. What breathe my wife had left escapes into Gayathri's waiting mouth. Their lips part with a familiarity that is borne of months of mutual fantasizing. The day was over with only this sensual act.

I knew what was exactly in between these two ladies, my wife is a smart bitch that night while we were making love she told me the plan for the next day night wherein both of them wanted to have a few rounds of whisky before plunging into lesbian sex. I took the opportunity to tell my wife, if she wants me to sleep in the guest room with my daughter the next night that I would like to watch these two beautiful women have sex. The next word my wife spoke was the approval of the same but wanted me to watch them discreetly with being known to Gayathri.
The day and time flew by and it was not until 2300 hrs the beautiful celestial event took place where I hide myself in the dark and watched them perform. They just got naked removing their nightie by which I understood their long association. In a sitting position on the bed Gayathri begins to slide her fingers up and down my wife's ever-more-sensitive pussy as their tongues explore each other. My wife's hand wraps around Gayathri's head and grabs a hold of her black, silky hair.

Their kisses grow more rhythmic as Gayathri begins to slide her insatiable fingers inside my wife's pussy. Feeling the warmth deep inside, Gayathri begins to moan into my wife's mouth.With her free hand, my wife finds Gayathri's bare leg and slides it up her thigh. When she realizes how wet Gayathri has become, their kiss is broken. Trying to catch their breath, they look at each other for what seems like forever. A light smile crosses my wife's glowing face and Gayathri returns the encouragement. Sliding down to the floor, my wife finds G's hungry pussy and fills it with two fingers as quickly as she can. This time, it is G's turn to close her eyes and moan. My wife smiles and stretches up to taste Gayathri's lips again. As their kisses are renewed, their fingers pick up pace in what seems like a race to satisfy. Both are rocking their hips slightly and when Gayathri's thumb presses down on my wife's clit, it becomes too much for her to withstand. My wife explodes in orgasm as Gayathri pumps her fingers in and out of my wife's convulsing, wet hot pussy. As my wife nearly screams into Gayathri's mouth, she grabs hold of her hair even harder. Gayathri wraps her hand around my wife's head and holds on to her.As my wife's orgasm subsides, she lets one hand drop from Gayathri's hair as the other slides out from between Gayathri's legs. She takes a deep breath before realizing that Gayathri has not let go of her. Gayathri has grabbed a hold of my wife's hip and is still holding her head close. My wife returns this hug from her new lover and they share a last, sweet kiss before parting to fall back onto the bed only to drift into a blissful sleep. The moon light thru the window gave me a wonderful picture by which I had involuntarily whacked off and spilled my loads across the floor in front of me. By this incident I came to know voyeur of the lesbian act that too discreetly will turn me on to this level of unknowingly spilling my cum with a massive orgasm.

Malathi’s lesbian adventure keeps continuing for ever and ever. . . . . . . Comments please to seekcompany@gmail.com Come to me: http://www.ongoingprofit.com/idevaffiliate/idevaffiliate.php?id=2095

Yours Lovingly
JJ