Measured up by the lusty tailor - with pics (NSFW)

My shy and conservative Indian wife Keerti was a traditional woman who took pride in her appearance and enjoyed wearing beautiful sarees and blouses. One day, she decided to visit a local tailoring shop to have a new saree and blouse stitched.



The shop was dimly lit and small, with a low-class atmosphere. As she entered, she was greeted by the sight of Raj, a young and handsome tailor. He was known for his skill with a needle and thread, but he also had a reputation for being forward with the women who came into his shop.

Keerti was nervous as Raj led her to the measurements room. She had never been alone with a man like him before and she felt a flutter of fear in her chest. But as Raj began to take her measurements, she couldn't help but notice the way he was ogling at her. His eyes were filled with cheap lust and she felt a strange thrill run through her body.

Raj convinced Keerti to drop her saree pallu so he could measure her bust. As he did, he leaned in close to her, his breath hot on her neck.



My wife shivered as he pressed his body against hers, his hands rough as they groped her breasts. She was scared and nervous, but she couldn't deny the way her body was responding to his touch.

As Raj continued to measure her, he suddenly began to unbutton her blouse. Keerti was too stunned to even stop him. He gently raise my wife's arms and eased her out of her blouse. As he did that his senses were filled with Keerti's musky, erotic body odor coming from her raised arms and sweaty but hairless and smooth armpits.



As my wife stood frozen and in a trance, Raj pulled out her blouse and removed her bra. He started sucking and fondling her married tits, and Keerti ran her fingers through his hair as she moaned with pleasure. Ooooh,,, aaaah....Ummmm. She was shocked at her own debauched and slutty behavior, but she couldn't help herself. She was aroused in a way she had never been before.






Raj was mesmerized by the erotic smell coming from Keerti's smooth and hairless armpits. He raised keerti's arms above her head and took a deep sniff of her underarms, before planting a kiss on the soft armpit skin. he licked, and sucked her smooth underarm flesh and complemented her on how erotic she smells and tastes. This was a totally new experience for my wife. She had never had her armpits worshipped like that. She felt flattered and special.


But before they could go any further, they were interrupted by the sound of customers coming into the shop.

Keerti quickly buttoned her blouse and gathered her things, her face flushed with shame and desire. She hurried out of the shop, her mind racing with thoughts of Raj and the forbidden pleasure she had just experienced.

When Keerti returned home, she found me waiting for her. I could tell something was wrong and I demanded to know what had happened. Keerti hesitated, but eventually confessed to what had happened in the tailoring shop.

I was hurt and betrayed by my wife's actions, but I couldn't deny the way I was feeling. I was aroused by the thought of another man touching my conservative wife, and I demanded that Keerti call Raj back to our home tonight

At first, Keerti was hesitant. She knew it was wrong, but she couldn't deny the way she felt. I didn't give her an option. I threatened to throw her out of the house if she didn't agree. She gave in to my demands, and soon Raj was standing in my living room. Then the craziest and most erotic scenes unfolded.

I watched as Raj undressed Keerti, his eyes filled with desire. He pulled down her pallu, went behind her and unbuttoned her blouse. The bastard actually took a long sniff at my wife's armpits as she raised her hands to get the blouse out. he even turned to me to tell me how good my wife smelled. I was angry at the fucker, but also extremely aroused by his lust for my wife.

He threw Keerti on the bed like a piece of meat. She was also taken aback for a moment but the aggression only heightened her lust and desire for him. He lay down beside her and started kissing every inch of my wife's naked body, paying special attention to her boobs.


I started rubbing my cock as I recorded the entire encounter on my phone, capturing every moment of my wife's betrayal. But as I watched, he couldn't help but feel a thrill run through my body. I was so fucking turned on by the sight of another man touching my wife in the most intimate ways, and more than that, by my shy wife acting like a slut in heat with me watching. I knew at this point that this was a life changing moment.


As the days went on, the arrangement between Keerti, Raj, and I became a regular occurrence. We would meet at our home, with me watching and recording as Raj fucked my wife like a whore. And Keerti, thrilled by the attention and the forbidden pleasure, would give herself over to the experience, her body trembling with pleasure. She'd moan and scream in pleasure and sometimes pain as Raj used to get rough at times, biting her nipples, armpits and even nibbling on her pussy lips.



occasionally I'd join them. As raj pounded my wife's ass and pussy, I'd shove my cock in Keerti's mouth. We both then unloaded our cum in and on her naked body.