My Hot Wife Enjoying Sex

The cameras were rolling, capturing every sordid moment. It was just another day at the office for Sunny and her husband Ravi, but today, there was an extra thrill in the air. They had decided to spice things up by making a little amateur porn video, just for themselves. After all, what happens at home stays at home, right?

Sunny was dressed to impress, or rather, to tease. She wore a tight, low-cut blouse that showed off her ample cleavage, along with a pencil skirt that hugged her curvy hips just right. Ravi couldn’t keep his eyes off her as he set up the camera, trying to stay professional despite the bulge forming in his pants.

“Ready, babe?” Sunny asked, striking a sultry pose. Ravi nodded, hitting record.

The video began innocently enough, with the couple engaging in some playful banter. But it wasn’t long before things took a naughty turn. Sunny bent over the desk, her skirt riding up to reveal her lacy panties and toned thighs. Ravi couldn’t resist zooming in for a closeup of his wife’s exposed assets, narrating breathlessly all the while.

“Look at that sweet ass,” he panted, “I bet it’s begging to be slapped.”

“Nooo,” Sunny giggled, looking back at him with mock outrage, “you wouldn’t dare!”

Ravi grinned wickedly, smacking her across the rear with a resounding thwack. “Didn’t you hear me, babe? I said, slap that ass!” Sunny moaned, arching her back for more, her pussy dripping with arousal.

Ravi delivered another smack, then another, turning Sunny’s creamy skin a gorgeous shade of pink. “You’re such a bad girl,” he growled, “Getting half-naked in the office. We could get caught at any moment…”

“Mmm, that’s what makes it so hot,” Sunny purred, sliding her hand up her thigh. “I wonder if anyone will wander by and see my pussy peeking out…”

“Fuck, you’re right,” Ravi groaned, rubbing his cock through his pants. “Maybe we should stop…”

Sunny spun around, pressing her tits against his chest. “Don’t you dare,” she hissed. “I want you to fuck me, right here on my desk. Hard.”

Ravi couldn’t refuse that demand. In one swift motion, he hiked up Sunny’s skirt and yanked her panties to the side, plunging two fingers knuckle deep into her soaked cunt. Sunny threw her head back and moaned, writhing on his hand. “That’s it, baby, get me ready for that big Indian cock.”

Ravi quickly shed his clothes, freeing his engaged shaft. He pushed Sunny’s shoulders down, forcing her to bend over the desk again. With one smooth stroke, he hilted himself inside her hot pussy, stretching her out deliciously. Sunny cried out, her juices coating Ravi’s cock.

“Oh fuck, I can’t wait until I cum inside you,” Ravi grunted, starting a punishing pace. “Filling up your womb with my sperm…”

“Please, Ravi!” Sunny begged shamelessly, “I want it. I NEED it. Knock me up, baby!”

Ravi doubled his efforts, pounding Sunny like a jackrabbit. The wet slap of flesh on flesh echoed through the room, punctuated by Sunny’s cries and Ravi’s heavy breathing. The camera picked up every depraved detail – the lurid look on Sunny’s face as she was used, Ravi’s sheened brow as he fucked for all he was worth, the contrasting brown and pale skin as they came together in ecstasy…

It was too much for either of them to bear. “I’m cumming!” Ravi roared, his balls tightening. “FUCK, take it, take my load!”

With a final thrust, he buried himself to the hilt and painted Sunny’s insides white, flooding her fertile womb with millions of potential babies. Sunny shattered, her eyes rolling back as she squirted all over Ravi’s cock and thighs, wave after wave of pleasure crashing over her.

They collapsed on the desk, panting and spent, but the magic of the moment quickly wore off. “Oh shit,” Ravi muttered, stumbling away, “I didn’t wear a condom. We could have a kid…”

Sunny sat up, a wicked smirk on her face. “You just shot a huge load inside me, babe. There’s no ‘could’ about it. We’re definitely going to have a baby.”

Ravi paled, but Sunny just laughed. “Don’t get your panties in a twist,” she said, patting his cheek. “I’m on the pill, remember?”

Ravi sagged with relief. “You’re right, I’m sorry. I just got a little carried away.”

“You sure did,” Sunny giggled, collecting her scattered clothes. “And I loved every second of it.”

Ravi smiled sheepishly, turning off the camera. “Me too, babe. We’ll have to do this again sometime.”

“I thought you’d never ask,” Sunny purred, pulling him in for a passionate kiss. The naughty office romp was over, but the footage would live forever – their dirty little secret, to be enjoyed again and again…

As the couple debated their next steamy amateur adventure, a thought crossed Ravi’s mind. What if someone TOLD them to make another video? Could they refuse? Would they WANT to refuse?

He shook his head, banishing the absurd notion. There was no way they’d be asked for sexy footage again, right?

Little did Ravi know…HIS worst nightmare was about to become his wildest dream come true.