Hey Readers, I am back with the next part of my journey. 8 months into our marriage, my husband and I continued enjoying active sex life.
Avi, my husband, was the first guy I got intimate with. I was 22 years back then and happy to have gotten married to a partner who was very sexual. Though I didn’t know how far will these sexual boundaries go.
We had moved to Bangalore just a month back for work. Settling in was challenging, but the move was rewarding as the job opportunity was lucrative. Avi had a few friends in the city, too. So we knew our social scene was set too.
Avi had started to wake up early to stay disciplined. But we eventually moved to early morning fucking for both of us. It was a Saturday and a holiday for both of us. Avi was hornier than usual this morning. He lifted my slip and penetrated my ass, making me squeal.
Holding my boobs tight, Avi kept pumping his cock deep inside my ass. I guided his hands between my legs, asking me to rub my pussy as he fucked my ass. I lifted my left leg to give him more access.
I could get a full frontal view with the mirror beside the wardrobe. Suddenly a thought entered my mind. What if another man pumped my empty pussy as Avi fucked my ass. I am not sure what it stirred in me. I started to rub my cunt hard, fucking my pussy as Avi kept enjoying my ass.
I started to moan hard. In a few minutes, both Avi and I orgasmed. Lying almost naked, drenched in our juices, we waited to catch our breath before showering together.
I had to do some preparation for the evening. Avi had invited some of his friends to chill that evening. Some food was prepared, and some were bought. Avi’s friends are happily married, except his one buddy. By 7 pm, his friends started to come.
Avi is not much of a drinker, and he drinks occasionally. Also, he cannot handle his drinks. He either throws up Or passes out. On the other hand, I don’t even touch drinks. Kartik (Avi’s unmarried friend) got a wine bottle.
By 8:30 pm, we were all chilling and having a good time. Avi and his friends kept us all engaged with their stories from college. To serve dinner, I entered the kitchen. Kartik came up behind to help me serve food at the dinner table.
I wasn’t sure at first, but I felt he was standing too close to me. So I took a step back. While getting food, I felt Kartik’s hand brush my waist. I knew I wasn’t imagining, I was wearing a saree, and I could feel and not imagine a touch. Still, I gave him the benefit of the doubt as my heart started racing.
Kartik is a good-looking guy. If I weren’t married, I would have considered flirting with him. After dinner and dessert, I got up and offered some coffee. Kartik, on the other hand, suggested we open up a bottle of wine as there was some great news he wanted to share.
He was moving to Australia in a couple of months for work. The atmosphere became celebratory as Avi rushed to open the wine bottle. I was relieved to hear the news. This evening was extremely uncomfortable. Kartik kept staring at me over the dinner table.
He was good-looking, so I could not even ignore him. Tall, with broad shoulders, dimples and glasses, he looked like a sexy nerd. Once he is off to Australia, atleast I won’t have to see him every weekend and control my new urges.
As expected, Avi got high in 2 glasses and passed out at his 3rd glass. His friends managed to move him to the bedroom and started to leave one by one with their partners. I got busy clearing up the mess and was pissed at Avi for drinking and passing out.
While picking up the dishes, I saw Kartik getting out of the washroom. Uncomfortable, I realized he had not left yet. He insisted on helping me clean up. I started washing and cleaning plates as he got them from the living room and dining area. I tied my hair in a bun as it got really warm.
Suddenly I felt warm breath at the back of my neck. I knew Kartik was right behind. I shifted a little to get some space. He stopped me by placing his hands around my waist.
He whispered in my ears, “We won’t take this ahead if you ask me to stop. But please let me try this to know if what I felt between us is real. Or just my imagination.” He kissed softly on my neck and turned me around. He pulled me closer, cupping my face in his strong hands and kissing me hard.
I could feel his tongue in my mouth. My first reaction was not to push him away. My second reaction was that I wanted more. I pulled him closer and kissed him back. My hands were on his chest, feeling how hard his body was.
I whispered, “I don’t know what this is, Kartik. I swear I love my husband. I really love Avi.” Kissing him again, “I don’t know what this is.” He broke the kiss, picked me up, took me to the living area, and dropped me on the couch. He quickly checked if the bedroom was locked.
He took his shirt off and dropped his pants. He wasn’t wearing any underwear. He covered my body with his, opening my blouse from the front and started getting rough. I had to plead with him not to bite. He removed my saree and pulled my panties under my petticoat.
I pulled my petticoat off, giving him access to my pussy. I was dripping wet, and I needed his hard cock inside me. He started fucking me, slowly at first and then really fast. He kept going deeper and deeper with every thrust. He wasn’t as big as Avi, but he was thicker.
He covered my mouth with his hands to stop me from moaning as he pumped me hard. “I can’t take my eyes from your nipples. They deserve a hard bite.” He said this and bit me hard. I could feel my nipples swelling with the kind of nipple play he was indulging.
I couldn’t help but think, what if Karthik could complete my threesome fantasy? In a few minutes, he came hard and dropped his cum on my waist. Tired and satisfied, his body fell over mine. I could feel his chest hair rub over my breasts which had gotten sensitive with the action I had gotten from Avi and Kartik.
Mentally my fantasy from morning took a new route. My threesome fantasy now included Avi and Kartik. Getting double penetrated by the 2 men I have fucked to date. Before Kartik left for Australia, I knew I needed to fulfil this threesome fantasy of mine.
I did not know how easy or difficult it would be to convince Avi. But I knew I needed to convince him within 2 months. After a few minutes of cuddling and kissing, Kartik dressed and left. That sneaky fucker even took my wet panties. I cleaned myself and changed.
Lying next to Avi, I started to wonder how far can we take our sexual fantasies. Only time will tell. Let me know what you think. My id is the same – [email protected].
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