Her First Threesome - Part 3

CUCKOLD INDIAN HOTWIFE TINA PART 3 - Part 1 Here. - Hi everyone, this is the adventurous Indian housewife Tina again. Today I’m going to share one more of my recent hotwife adventures…

If you have read my earlier two postings on this site, you must have understood by now, we’re not a stereotyped “un-adulterous” couple with the cliché “monogamous” lifestyle. However, I am not your typical “cheating-wife” or “slutty-adulteress” either. It’s just that the word “chastity” has a different definition for me (and my husband). I would rather define myself as a happily married woman who enjoys intimate relations with other men, with her loving husband’s full and genuine support. To me “fornication” is the best way of enriching & rejuvenating our sex life after so many years of marriage. And a healthy sex life is quintessential for any successful marriage.

However, my husband has promised to remain completely devoted and loyal to his hotwife. Both of us derive extreme satisfaction from my extramarital pleasures. My hubby is not really submissive in nature; although I relentlessly flaunt my “infidelity” in front of him. Our decision to embark on this path was a slow, well thought-out one and is based on a desire to enhance an already active sex life. After 16 years of marriage, Kumar and I still have sex about 3-4 times a month and it’s always good. It’s simply that he’s a bit of a voyeur and I like the idea (and feeling) of having a variety of men put their dicks inside of me. I suppose it’s a win-win situation.

As I have already clarified, this is not a reciprocal arrangement between me and my hubby. I have absolutely no desire to see Kumar fucking other women and I’ve told him so. He agreed and assured me that his manhood is solely for my private and exclusive use. It’s been that way for 16 plus years and it will stay that way as far as we’re concerned. In fact, I've been the only woman in his entire life… He has not had any romantic and/or sexual relationship with any other woman in his 42 years on this terra-firma!

My pussy, however, is another story. And, that I am making it available to other men is a great turn on for my husband. Since I decided to fuck other men he can’t seem to get enough of me; he has repeatedly told me that the very thought of another man fucking me to an intense orgasm makes him want my pussy even more and his actions back up his words. He especially loves the fact that I’m "one up" on him as far as sexual experiences go. In reality I’m 9 (and counting) up on him—that’s the number of lovers I’ve had since embarking on the Hotwife lifestyle a little over 5 years ago. He tells me that I gave the phrases "man-eater" & "social-wife" a whole new meaning… LOL :-)

For my part, I get the best of everything. I get to have a solid, loving and sexually exciting marriage, I get to experience a variety of lovers (even few times with my husband watching from the sidelines!), and I then get to go home with my beloved hubby where he will show his appreciation by lovingly eating my just-fucked pussy and then putting his hard dick in it.

In case anyone is wondering about the “eating my just-fucked pussy” thing, let me tell you that both of us love that so-called “cream-pie” concept. For those who have never had such kind of fun, you have no fucking idea how getting thoroughly fucked by a man you hardly know and then having the pleasure of having your husband lick your just-fucked, cum-filled pussy can be an extreme foreplay. It makes me feel appreciated in an inexplicable and in-despicable manner. That’s the primal reason why, ever since trying it first time eight months ago, we have decided that whenever I connect with a man who can prove with clear evidence that he is completely healthy, I will present my loyal, starving husband with a nice, juicy cream-pie!!!

Now let me narrate you the story of that romantic night last summer (August, 2011) when for the very first time I treated my husband to the pleasure of watching me suck one guy's throbbing dick while another man slid his erect cock deep inside my pussy in doggy style. That was my very first “threesome” experience ever.

In fact, to be completely honest, that was the night of many a “first”… like, “my first public sex”, “my first cream-pie”, “my first cuckolding with my husband watching”, “my first experience of Sadomasochism”, “my first Bukkake”… and so on and so forth…

If you ask me to describe my feelings about that night, in a single word, it was purely “divine”. It's no shame in confessing that I rediscovered the real woman in me that night. Earlier, I used to consider all these erotic practices as taboo, due to my conservative upbringing, social constraints and the cultural limitations of the country I hail from. However, after that night, I realized that a genuine 3-way love making session (MFM) can give any matured woman tremendous ego boost and sense of pride, watching two well-hung younger men doing everything possible to make her feel the most special woman in the world. Leave aside the physical pleasure you derive out of such an erotic experience.

I am sure you are getting more and more curious to know more details about that night. Well, let me start from the beginning...

I moved to the United States along with my husband during February 2011. Kumar was posted in NJ. After the initial excitement of moving to a new country died down, our life became quite monotonous & insipid within 4-5 months. So, to spice it up, we decided to resume our cuckolding lifestyle once again. As you might recall, we were already into that lifestyle since March 2007. I had had intimate sexual encounters with multiple guys before leaving India.

After trying for a couple of months, I met Rahul through a social networking site (Orkut). He was looking for a sexy married Indian woman located in or around the greater NY region; and, as fate would have it, I was looking for a man to give my married pussy a thrill.

I chatted with him online for 5 weeks. No video chat... just G-Talk. After instilling enough confidence in each other, we exchanged our mobile phone numbers. He had a very deep, romantic voice. I was pretty impressed and enticed while talking to him. To my utmost surprise, during our first conversation itself, Rahul proposed that we should meet. I said yes, without even consulting my hubby.

Rahul was staying in a smaller city up north in the state of New York. He invited me to come visit there. It will be approximately 300 miles drive from my place. The date was finalized, and so was the rendezvous… he suggested a local night club (called the World Lounge & Martini Bar). We decided to meet during the next Saturday night, the 6th of August, 2011. Rahul sent me the address and also his picture, so that I have no problem in recognizing him. I was simply head over my heels looking at his picture. Boy, he was really attractive, even with his pants on!

My husband was quite pissed off with me when he came to know that I have already agreed to meet Rahul in person, without even checking his background properly. He wanted to wait further, before meeting him. For almost 24 hours he tried to convince me that we shouldn’t rush things. However, realizing that his bitch was on heat, he finally agreed to let me go ahead with my plan. However, for safety reasons, he insisted that he would accompany me on my trip to meet my new-found lover. I had no other option but to accept.

The next 5 days flew on rosy wings (please forgive my hashed metaphor)! The only thing I was thinking day in and day out, how great Rahul would be on bed. I was ready to go to any extent to make that evening memorable for both of us.

Came Saturday and on that morning I paid particular attention to what I wore for my date with Rahul. I wanted to wear something a little sexier than my usual Shalwar/Kurta or Sari. When I asked for his suggestions, Kumar was very categorical about his preferences about my choice of clothing, “You MUST be dressed to kill. Being said that, I don’t want my wife to dress like a cheap whore, but I definitely won’t mind her looking like a sultry seductress oozing loads of oomph!”

I laid out the clothes I intended wearing and had one last look to make sure I had chosen them wisely. I had chosen a sleeveless, skin-tight pink Lycra top, with very thin shoulder straps to keep it up. I had also picked out my skimpiest half-cup bra, which was a strapless one so that the straps wouldn't show. The top was quite thin showing the embroideries on my lacy black bra. The neck of the top was deep enough to expose my firm, round boobs. The specially designed bra accentuated my cleavage and shape of my boobs for everyone to ogle at.

To go with the sexy pink top, Kumar asked me to put on my white Spandex miniskirt, which looked almost translucent. And, anyone could make out my black thong through the thin & semi-transparent skirt material. The skirt hardly reached up to my thigh. Kumar later told me that every time I bent over, it failed to cover my full arse, and everyone could enjoy the glimpses of my naked butt from behind.

I decided against wearing stockings preferring to go with bare legs. I was planning to wear a pair of adequately high-heeled white shoes, with spaghetti straps. In short, I was looking fucking hot!

Before I dress up, I did proper manicure, pedicure & facial. Then I waxed my hands, legs, underarms & genitals. Finally, I took shower for a long time making sure I was completely clean. As I dried myself I looked at my naked body and pretty face in the mirror; I realized that I still look 10 years younger than my age! Next, I sprayed my favorite 5th Avenue cologne and body lotion over my body to make me smell nicely and applied my usual lipstick and other essential makeups. Once more I surveyed my image in the mirror and became more confident that I was attractive enough to get into the pants of any guy!

We set out on our journey immediately after lunch. We were supposed to meet Rahul for drinks at the Lounge Bar at 7 PM. Kumar dropped me in front of the club, 15 minutes before time. Plan was for me to spend 2-3 hours alone with Rahul to know each other better, before my hubby joins in. Kumar told me that he would be around and I can call him on his mobile whenever I want him to join the love-birds!

So, I calmly walked inside the bar. Being a Saturday evening, it was quite crowded. When I entered the club, I obviously turned many heads. I clearly saw several men staring at me with their jaws wide open and their girlfriends getting jealous. Initially I was a little embarrassed though for getting so much of attention; I gradually started to enjoy being their eye-candy. The exhibitionist in me was really devouring this un-blushed show-off of my private assets. I was feeling so horny that my hard & erect nipples almost poked out of the tight top, seeking more attention from all the viewers. Anyway, I took a table in the corner and sat with my legs crossed.

Within 10 minutes or so, two Indian guys entered the bar. One of them was Rahul, who looked hardly 27-28 year old to me and extremely handsome. The other guy was in his early thirties and average looking. I had no clue about that second guy, but I was very pleased about how tall, well-built & athletic both the guys were.

Rahul noticed me sitting in the corner, waved his hands from distance, and walked towards me. He introduced the second guy as “Biru”. I was informed that both these bachelors share an apartment in the town, and they work for the same company. They explained that though it was Rahul’s Orkut profile, it was actually Biru who was chatting with me all the time. In fact, it was Biru who I talked to over the phone; and he sent me his friend’s picture! They apologized for all the confusions and thanked me for coming all the way from the City to their small town. They clarified that both of them took immense interest in my profile, and they were equally eager to meet me in person. I gladly nodded and thanked them for the invite. I did inform them that my hubby will be joining after few hours. I was not sure how happy they were to learn about my husband’s participation.

For the next hour or so, we sat down in that corner table to gulp a few drinks before making it to the dance floor. We shared few rounds of Vodka together, laughing, chatting and getting closer to each other. I told them about my fantasies, some of my illicit adventures, and made lots of fun about my husband’s incapability and physical attributes.

While talking, I could clearly feel that none of the boys could take their lustful eyes off my half-naked, voluptuous, curvaceous body. After three large pegs of Vodka (which always acts as an aphrodisiac for me), I was already feeling very intoxicated and horny as hell. I already started fantasizing performing fellatio on both of them and getting fucked in all my holes… right there, right then.

In between, I went to use the bathroom. I called my husband’s mobile from there. I was very excited and told him everything. I didn’t forget to let him know how hot both the guys were!

"Does that mean you’re going to let these guys fuck you tonight?" He asked inquisitively. "You bet, Kumar." I grinned. "Though I haven’t seen their tools yet, but my sixth sense is telling me that it’s going to be a great evening ahead. Rahul looked even more sexier than Nilanjan… and, the other guy was also pretty appealing!"

“Seems like you are going to fulfill your last 6 month’s quota of sex tonight!”, Kumar told.

I asked him to come and join us at around 9:30 at the bar. Then I went back to the table to finish my drink.

At around 8 PM, we decided to hit the dance floor. I walked ahead of them intentionally; so that they can they can see my undulating ass that moved provocatively as if it had a movement mechanism of its own! My two large round ass-cheeks stretched my spandex skirt and, I’m sure, my ass was looking very inviting to them from behind J

I looked over my shoulder and signaled them to join me. Biru stayed back as he was still finishing his last peg. So, Rahul was the first to come forward, and we started dancing together. I started rubbing my ass against his crotch, knowing how it will turn him on. His rock-hard cock was straining against his trousers and was pressing on my ass, right at the crack. I was then moving my ass up and down and his cock was getting harder.

After a few songs, we again got back to the corner table for another round of Vodka, where Biru was sitting. This time, we wanted to drink a bit slower as we were fairly high from the first 3 rounds of drinks, which we had swallowed.

After the drink, I went to the dance floor again, leaving the boys behind. After a while, Biru came up to me and started dancing with me in the crowded dance floor, where I was making my uninhibited movements. As I danced, my tight skirt stretched upwards making my ass chicks clearly visible. Everytime I knelt down while dancing, I made sure that Biru had a good view of my butt and the black G-string.

The disco lights were flickering and suddenly I could feel two hands on my boobs giving me a quick squeeze from behind and guessed it was Biru. I was quite high, so I turned around and smiled at him teasingly. Then he put his hands around my waist. And we were rubbing against each other as we danced. Biru took me in his arms, as I faced him. And, he moved his hands to my butt. He was holding my butt as I was shaking my pelvis naughtily. My head touched his chin, and I pressed my ample boobs against his lower chest. He gave my butts a playful squeeze and I pressed myself against him, his cock poking against my abdomen.

After dancing with couple of songs, we again came back to the same table, where Rahul was watching us from. I went straight and sat beside him. Biru excused himself to go to the men’s room. Without wasting any time, Rahul kept his right hand on my thighs. I felt butterflies in my stomach. In a nervous manner, I closed my eyes in expectation and started breathing heavily. I spread my thighs apart, as he pushed his hand in, and it soon touched my hot pussy over my panties. He rubbed it with his palm and tried to push it aside working his fingers in. As he did so, I pressed my thighs together. Even before I could stop him, Rahul started exploring my pussy with his fingers. It was already dripping wet with my warm body juice.

Fortunately the table was in a dark corner and no one was there to see us clearly. I dropped my left hand and soon it made its way to Rahul’s crotch. I was fondling his crotch over his trousers. The table cloth was hanging and my hand was not visible. He left my pussy for a second, and opened his zipper for me and pushed the elastic band of his underwear down thus bringing his shaft and balls out. The balls were pushed up by the elastic band. My left hand was quite deft at shagging him under the table with free and lucid movements. I was moving my hand rhythmically and once a while was squeezing his balls and cock.

It did not take long for my expert hands to make Rahul cum. In a few minutes, his cock spurted the hot semen, and as he was coming, I was milking his cock and giving final strokes to make sure it is dry – at least for the time being. He started playing with my clit and rubbed it with his fingers and pinched it gently between his index finger and thumb and then pushed in three fingers in my pussy. I helped him by shifting myself to the edge of the chair, so that his fingers could get an easy entry to my pussy. A while later I clasped his hand with my thighs – as tight as I could and started quivering. Rahul knew that I climaxed.

At the end of that quickie, when I was collecting myself, Rahul told me, “Thanks Tina, you are so gorgeous and fun to be with. And” he sucked the three fingers of his right hand, “this is the first time in my life, I tasted a married woman… you are so bold and beautiful… it was incredible!”

“You know what Rahul”, I returned, “it was my first public sex experience… and you gave me more pleasure with your fingers than what my husband could ever give me with his dick! I wish we could know each other more… you know what I mean!”

“Any time, Tina”, Rahul explained, “I’ll take it to the next level when I get an opportunity”.

I thanked him again, and told him that I need to visit the washroom again to freshen up. He winked at me mischievously.

“By the way, Biru has planned more surprises for you. You will enjoy it!” I heard him shouting from behind, as I headed towards the washroom.

As soon as I approached the washroom, Biru appeared out of nowhere! He held my hand tightly and dragged me to the closed staircases, without even uttering a single word. As soon as we reached behind the closed doors, he grabbed my hair ruthlessly and whispered in my ears viciously, “don’t even dare to shout… just obey my orders and you’ll be happier”.

Though a bit perplexed, I nodded my head in nervous anticipation and lustful speculation about what might be his game plan! He forced me to turn around and my skirt from my body pulling it down from behind. By the time I could realize what’s going on, he started fondling my ass over my skimpy G-string, which left my glorious butts almost bare. Then, he pushed the top up and even before I could react he had my top off.

As I tried to resist, he slapped me on my ass brutally and hissed, “Don’t try to pretend, bitch… I know what a whore like you came here for… I’ll teach you a lesson or two today.”

I realized that I am about to be raped by this horny stud. I didn’t want to stop this beast though. So, I just pretended to be scared and sobbed, “Please let me go… I am somebody’s wife… don’t violate me please”.

Biru asked me to shut the fuck up and hugged me tight. The way he was pressing my boobs, gave me some mild pain. I almost felt like crying out loud. Nonetheless, Biru started kissing me like an animal. Our tongues played with each other and saliva was exchanged.

Suddenly, my cell phone rang. Kumar’s name was flashing on the display! Biru asked me to answer it. It was 9:30 PM. Kumar came inside the bar looking for me and then met with Rahul. Both of them were waiting on me to return from the washroom. Since there were no signs of me or Biru even after 5-10 minutes, he got very anxious about my wellbeing and called my cell phone.

I told him curtly, “Don’t worry Kumar. I am with Biru. We are trying out something new here. Good that you called. I would like you also to listen to it. I am putting my phone on speaker and you please keep yours on too, so that you can hear us doing it”.

“Doing what???” Kumar demanded in a sore voice, but I had already shifted my focus back to the dominating, macho man in front of me again. Biru & I both ignored whatever Kumar was shouting on the phone, which I left on the floor near us.

In any case, Biru got me almost naked by then, as I was wearing only my skimpy bra and G-string, which were revealing more of my assets than they were hidingJ

Biru held my head with both his hands and pulled me towards him with brute force. He started kissing me again violently with his tongue forced inside my mouth and searched every part of it.

"You are a great kisser, Biru… please don’t stop…" I muttered. He understood that this bitch is fully under his control and this act is going to be more fun.

"Mmmmmm… I would love to fuck a sexy married woman like you" Biru whispered in my ear.

I was getting more desperate now, “Yes, just do it… what’s stopping you?"

“No my love, not like that… come and sit here" he made me sit on the staircase.

“Now tell me dear, what do you want?"

"Please make love to me" I begged, “Please don’t tease me anymore".

"Why not? You are teasing me for the whole evening… look at you… that deadly cleavage of yours making me mad. That sexy smile… and my god, what great ass! You were teasing me and Rahul for the whole evening like a bitch in heat and now begging me for the same. Yes, I think you have to beg… so, beg like a bitch, honey"

Saying that he pulled out his cock from his jeans and I gasped. It was huge compared to my husband’s. It was really very long and fat. Biru dragged me closed to him and kissed me again passionately while squeezing my boobs so hard that those almost popped out of my bra.

"Mmmmmm… lovely jugs of milk!" he exclaimed in joy and continued fondling them very hard over the bra.

I was as horny as hell. As I tried to grab his cock, he slapped my hand, "no honey, not before you ask for it nicely."

"I am asking you please fuck me, for god’s sake".

"That’s better… want to be my bitch?"

"Yes make me your bitch Biru, please fuck me… please… I can’t take the pain any further".

"Ok honey, tell my cock how much you admire it… impress it by your licking and sucking skills.

"Please, fuck me first."

"No honey… it will not do anything unless it is happy… so come, make it happy, bitch" he said harshly.

I meekly lowered myself on his proud cock and started licking softly with my tongue. It was so huge that I could hardly take its head in my mouth. Suddenly Biru withdrew himself! He took his cock in his hand and slapped my face with it "you bitch, not doing it right, lick its hole clean or I will slap your ass hard."

Saying that he opened the tiny hole on the head of his cock and I tried to lick it clean. Every moment of my submissiveness was making me hornier and I loved being treated like a tamed animal.

Without uttering any more words, Biru made me sit again and pulled my bra off my body. He was mesmerized to see two wonderful bouncing boobs and dark nipples fully erect showing the state of mind I was in. He put his lips on my nipples and started sucking and biting it.

“Ohhhh… it feels so good." I whispered and pushed his head more towards my breasts.

He kept sucking my one boob and squeezing another with his left hand. The things were getting out of control for me, I was breathing very heavily. Seeing this Biru asked me to lie down on the staircase itself. I was left with my sexy G-string only. My uncovered boobs were inviting Biru to have another go at them. He took all his clothes off and showed his naked body to me like a proud man.

Then he came nearer and freed me from my last piece of cloth. Finally I was fully naked for the first time that evening.

“Mmmmm… lovely, juicy pussy you have got, Tina. I’m sure that your impotent husband doesn’t know how to treat a pussy like that!"

He rubbed my pussy with his fingers. "You are so wet you bitch. I liked it.”

He inserted his two fingers to feel the wet hole… as he started his motion in and out, I let out soft moans… my body jerked feverishly and I came instantly and heavily. Biru loved this. I grasped his fingers with my pussy so tight that he couldn’t move his fingers any further. Seeing his cock flickered straight to its maximum. Few drops of pre-cum also were shining on the tip of his cock.

He came over and sat on my boobs so that his cock was on my lips. "Lick it clean baby and I will fuck you hard now”.

I hesitated a little, but seeing a hard look on my face I started sucking the tip of the cock, tasting the warm fluid. The moment of lust was so high that I loved the taste of it.

Biru then lay full over my body and now my whole soft, naked body is crushed under his naked, muscular one. I was in another world and I again started to whisper, "Please fuck me now… pleaseeee."

Biru understood that I am demanding a real hard fuck. And, he also wanted it now. So, he placed his cock over my pussy lips and pushed a little. My pussy gulped whatever he gave in and squeezed it tight. He pushed again this time harder and then again and the full 7 inches were inside my wet hole. I cried out aloud with ecstasy, "Ohhhh god.. You are soooo BIG…It’s giving me pain… Ushhhhhhhhhhhhh.”

He didn’t listen... just kissed me. After few seconds my pain disappeared and I started cooperating by gyrating my hips. Then Biru started humping me furiously like a wild bull. He loved the way my pussy was grasping his monster cock, a feeling he probably never had in his life before. I started also matching him stroke by stroke, pushing my hips in the same rhythm.

He was whispering, "Oh Tina, you are too good… take me… take me… I love you… fuck… I love you Tina… you are the best ever… oh great!”

Both of our bodies were working in tandem and I was feeling so much of pleasure out of it. My pussy was so wet that a weird sound was coming out due to the hard fucking by Biru. I was also getting more and more excited and started demanding," Fuck me… yes, fuck me harder… yes, Ohhhhhhh… Biru, I’m loving it… you’re a man… show my girly husband how to fuck a sexy wife like me!”

He fucked me furiously for next 10 minutes and then both our bodies felt the best orgasm we ever had. With few very strong strokes Biru ejaculated his first load in my womb, “This was my gift for your sissy husband”. And, he sprayed a huge load of cum inside my pussy. That was like a fountain. I was completely exhausted.

Somehow, after some rest, I managed to stand up. First I turned off the mobile, then dusted all the dirt off my body and put my cloths back. When we returned to our table, Rahul greeted Biru with a silent cheer.

Biru was very candid to tell Kumar, “You got a trophy wife, man! No wonder she finds it difficult to ignore the temptation of so many young, sperm-filled cocks around. You must be regretting marrying a bombshell like her!” Rahul chucked quietly. My husband was very silent and he couldn’t look into our eyes for some time, but I was very proud of what I did. I was very content too. I knew that Kumar will show his appreciation for my boldness once we get back to our bedroom. Till then I would continue to treat him as a submissive, weak, impotent husband.

It was 10:30 PM. We decided to have more fun. I wanted to spend rest of the night with those guys. Fortunately, Rahul & Biru happened to be staying in an apartment near the club and they gladly invited us to go there with them. I wondered if the other people present at the club could guess why I was going out with three men and the thought got me excited.

It was a lost cost town house. The ambience and the locality around didn’t seem quite proper. Their rooms were evidently very messy and dirty, like any bachelor’s den. In any case, we were all enjoying some wine together relaxing in their living room.

At around 11:45 PM or so, I had to go to the bathroom to pee. I was feeling so wasted due to so much of boozing that I had to take support from Rahul to reach to the bathroom, while Biru & Kumar sat on the couch watching us. After helping me to sit on the toilet, Rahul was still standing there inside the bathroom waiting on me to finish it off. After I relieved my pressure, I went to wash my hands in the sink. I could see in the mirror that Rahul came and stood just behind me.

Suddenly, he hugged me from behind. Slowly he began to caress my back and rub my ass through my skirt. I liked that. I liked that a lot. I began to slowly caress my boobs. He turned my face toward him and began to kiss me, first the neck, then the chin, and then the lips. I began to slowly moan while I opened my mouth and my tongue began to do a passionate dance with his. I was getting hotter by the second.

"Let’s take this to the couch there." I said to him between kisses. He walked me there and gently laid me back on the couch. Kumar & Biru were sitting 3 feet away from us in another couch in front of us.

The couch was too shallow and not comfortable enough for 2 adults to be in action. So, we quickly made some temporary sleeping arrangements on the floor itself, and I lied down there. Rahul came lied down beside me. He continued to kiss and caress me throughout. He sure knew what he was doing.

"Mmmmmm" I moaned out loud as he opened my pink top, pulled down my strapless bra and then began to nibble and suck on my nipples. Soon he had me stripped down to nothing but my skimpy, black G strings. I loved that feeling, to be almost naked while my lover was still fully clothed. It made me feel vulnerable and wanting. I looked over at Biru and could see that he was slowly rubbing his crotch while watching us seating just beside Kumar. Kumar was sitting nearest to me just a foot away. I was not sure what was going through his mind though. He smiled at me, when our eyes met briefly.

Rahul kissed down my body, moved the crotch of my G string over and he began to lick and finger my soaked pussy, which was so wet it was making sloshing sounds. Kumar couldn’t mistake those sounds for anything else. I was hot for Rahul and he was doing an excellent job of keeping me that way.

"Yessss! Lick it… Just keep licking" I moaned as Rahul brought me to higher and higher levels of excitement. Soon he found my clit with his finger and began to gently caress it. I felt like stabs of pleasure coursing through my body. I knew I was headed for the big O for the fourth time in the same evening and I was thoroughly enjoying the ride I was getting. Within minutes I began writhing and clawing at the pillows as I came, hard, in Rahul’s mouth.

Rahul began to kiss up my body until he reached my mouth where he allowed me to taste myself on his tongue. I began to undo his pants and reached into his boxers. It was now my turn to be amazed. Like Biru’s, his cock too was huge: long and thick. I pulled it out of his shorts and admired it in the way you admire a beautiful gourmet dish before beginning to devour it. I needed to taste it for sure, but I really wanted to feel it deep inside my pussy. I licked and sucked his beautiful dick for a while. To my amazement it got even bigger!

"Mmmmmmmm" I said. "I love u, Rahul... I want you to put this big dick inside of me... show my husband how to satisfy a sexy woman like me... Please make me feel like a queen tonight".

Rahul grinned, and then got between my legs and slowly, but insistently pushed the whole thing inside of me. It felt so wonderful to feel his dick filling me all the way up and to look up and see this handsome man smiling at me while his cock was so deep inside of me.

"Ohhh God... ohhhh Rahul!" I cried out as I felt another orgasm beginning to build in my toes. I wrapped my legs around his torso as he fucked me so hard and deep. Kumar was staring at us in rapt attention enjoying every moment while Rahul just continued to fuck me deeper and deeper.

"Yes... harder… faster... just tear my pussy apart... I need more... please… put your cock completely inside me!" I screamed out as the fifth, and much more intense orgasm ripped through me.

But Rahul hadn’t come yet. He continued to fuck me, slower now as I regained my senses. We just looked in each other’s eyes and then began kissing as he fucked me slowly and deeply. With his formidable dick still deep he turned me on my side so I could face my hubby. I was feeling slightly uncomfortable, but I smiled at my husband while Rahul continued to fuck me so good. (Kumar later told me I had that dreamy look on my face that let him know that I was really enjoying myself—which I sure as heck was!)

"Mmmmmmm…I want to feel your squirting hot cum." I moaned to Rahul.

"OK, Tina... if you so wish... but, you won't get pregnant, right?" He inquired.

"Don't worry, I am on contraceptive... come on now Rahul... cum inside me pleaseeeeee" I purred.

He slowly pushed me onto my back and began to fuck me harder and faster. He brought his hand down to my clit and began to rub me. This was unbelievable! I was getting hot again. I was going to come!

"Oh God, Rahul!" I cried out. "I am gonna cum again... for the sixth time!!!"

"Yaaah" he replied breathlessly "me tooooo". He began to thrust into me faster and faster, his finger playing a symphony on my clit.

"Yes... yessssssssss... Ohhhhhh God!" We cried out as we both came together.

After the intense love making session, Rahul & I were lying exhausted on the floor. Our fully naked bodies were covered with sweat & cum. Both of us were panting like a dog. Rahul was putting his arms around me from behind, caressing my boobs very gently. His flaccid cock was still touching the crack of my ass. My eyes were closed… I was feeling the hangover from the overdose of wine & Vodka.

Suddenly, I felt a warm kiss on my lips. I saw that Biru was sitting in front of me…. He had a huge bulge in his pants! My husband was looking at us completely transfixed. Even before I could say or ask anything, Biru started to kiss my boobs and fondle my ass. I was getting a bit excited as I kind of knew what was to come.

Rahul moved away to make a bit more room for Biru, smiled at me and asked me to lie down on my back. All on a sudden, Biru looked at Kumar and demanded in a rude voice, “Hey Kumar, come here and clean up the mess for me… Look, your wife’s pussy is dripping gallons of cum that Rahul had just sprayed in! I guess this thirsty bitch needs more love… you see, you need more than one real man to satisfy a real woman like her completely”.

I was simply shocked and so was Kumar! Biru just asked my husband to come and join him double teaming his own wife. Kumar didn’t know how to react to such a proposal. However, he didn’t disappoint. He sat down between my well spread legs and began to lick my still soaked pussy, while Biru was sucking my boobs. That was so incredibly hot… I felt like Kumar tasted the wild sex he had just witnessed me having with Rahul.

Kumar was doing his best to clean up the thick cum from his wife’s pulsating pussy, just like a good hubby should. His face was looking like shit, and he was on the verge of breaking down. However, as usual, he didn’t have the courage to go against a strong man. Don’t know why, but the sheer embarrassment and humiliation of my poor hubby by two young hunks had made me writhing in ecstasy. Biru then commanded Kumar to get up and sit at the couch near us and watch the game from there. Kumar did so, without any protest.

I realized that both Kumar I have become their slaves by then. However, I was least bothered about anything in the world at that moment. In fact, I was ready to go to any extent to satisfy my insatiable appetite for quality sex. I gathered sufficient strength and stamina by then to start the game with two strong men simultaneously.

Biru then forced me to climb up Rahul’s body in a classic 69 position. Rahul was lying naked on his back underneath me. I took a deep breath and opened my eyes. Rahul’s gigantic cock was standing straight up before me as I leaned over and sucked him into my mouth. I began to slowly bob my head up and down on Rahul’s cock. I could feel Kumar’s eyes burning into me as he watched me in action. To make it more intolerable for him, I reached down and raised my hips, allowing Rahul a view that would excite him further. After a few minutes Rahul’s breathing became a little more labored. Man, he was enjoying my cock sucking skills!

While sucking Rahul’s cock, I looked up and watched Kumar’s eyes flick back and forth between me sucking Rahul’s cock and Biru watching me with a huge hard on. I saw that Kumar was sweating profusely in anxiety and he was dumbfounded by the absolute kinky behavior of his apparently innocent wife. I was desperate to have more fun.

Kumar was shell-shocked when Biru made his intentions clear with a shameless query, "Kumar, can you see how much your wife is enjoying? Can you read her thoughts? She is inviting me to use her other vacant holes. Would you mind if I come over there and sit in front of her?"

I heard Kumar saying in a weak voice, “Please don’t forget he is my wife and not a whore… please don’t force her to do any such dirty thing!”

Biru laughed sarcastically and walked across the floor to come between Kumar & me. He sat just in front of me and watched intently as I slowly sucked up and down Rahul’s cock. By now I was so turned on I could feel the juice from my pussy running down my thighs. I watched Biru while I moved my lips over Rahul’s throbbing cock. I could see that his big dick was just as hard as Rahul’s and waiting to be licked and sucked. I knew that Kumar won’t like me doing that, but I couldn't wait any longer to get Biru’s cock in my mouth. I had to feel it, taste it once more. I slowly reached over, placing my hand on Biru’s knees and slowly moving it upward toward that big prize. Rahul still had his head back and eyes closed, enjoying the feel of my mouth sliding up and down on his dick.

Watching my husband watch me get ready to suck two men together got my pussy even more hot and wet. My hand reached Biru's dick and I squeezed it through his jeans. It was just as hard as I thought it would be. I stroked up and down Biru’s cock with my hand, while doing the same to Rahul with my mouth. With my other hand I reached down and began to rub a finger along my open, dripping slit. I was so turned on that I started feeling almost dizzy. I continued to suck Rahul's dick while I moved my hand up to Biru's zipper and pulled it down.

Kumar’s eyes were staring right through me when Biru unfastened his button and gently pulled his pants and the underwear down. His erect cock sprang out. Big does not even begin to describe it, although big it definitely was. I quickly estimated his dick to be more than seven inches long, and so thick I knew I wouldn't be able to wrap my hand around it, not by a long shot. His huge balls were hanging low, and I knew they were full of cum just for me. His cock was smooth and straight, pointing towards the ceiling. I wondered if I would even be able to get it into my mouth. I couldn't wait to try.

I grasped his huge cock and started stroking it while I continued to suck Rahul. It was so hot and hard in my hand. I slid my hand all the way to the head, then back down its length to the base. I cupped and gently massaged his balls, rolling them in my hand, and then stroked his shaft some more. I couldn't wait anymore. I pulled Rahul's cock from my mouth. "Rahul, baby, I wanted to suck it so bad. Please don't be mad. Your friend had me so turned on that I want you both together. Can I do it please?" I asked in a pleading voice.

Part of the act we had gone over already. Rahul raised his head, and his eyes glanced over at Biru's lap where I was stroking his dick up and down with my hand. A big smear of pre-cum had smeared over the edge of my hand and glistened slightly in the dim light as I jacked his cock. Rahul grinned and his cock throbbed. "Suit yourself." That was all he had to say before putting his tongue in my wet pussy.

Kumar was still watching the show with utter disbelief and frustration in his eyes. I didn’t even bother to ask for his permission before initiating my first MFM session.

I quickly moved over and held Biru’s giant tool before my face. Large veins ran up and down its length. I could feel it throbbing in my hand. I moved closer and held my parted lips only inches from the swelled head. I could smell his musky scent. My mouth was watering. I moved even closer, sure he could feel my breath against his cock. I reached out with my tongue and licked the underside of his shaft from his ball to the tip. My pussy fluttered. I licked up and down several times, reveling in the pleasure of having my face filled with another man’s cock and pussy being licked by a second man, while my husband watched from only a foot or so away.

Then Biru lied down on the floor. Without changing my position, I grasped his cock in my hand, opened my watering mouth, and gently sucked that big head between my lips. Biru and I moaned at the same time. I ran my tongue around the head, sucking up and down, gradually pulling him deeper into my mouth. After only a few seconds I was pumping his dick with my hand while sucking hard up and down on at least half of his length. I was in my own world, consumed by a passion and lust I hadn't felt in a long time. I didn't even notice when Rahul got up from underneath me. I was still sucking Biru's dick. That was all I knew. Until I felt hands on my hips and something sliding into my aching pussy from behind in doggy style.

I moaned loudly over that thick cock and arched my back to allow Rahul easier access to my dripping cunt. Rahul started fucking in and out as I sucked Biru's cock for all I was worth, sucking up and down relentlessly. It was so intense! I could hardly believe it was really happening! I slowed my pace a little on Biru, not wanting it to be over so quickly. I was on cloud nine and wanted to enjoy this as long as I possibly could.

Then I noticed the mirror, which was strategically placed on the wall beside us. I glanced to my right and for a split second, I thought it was watching some XXX video on the TV. I was on my hands & knees, ass stuck out, back arched, tits swinging back and forth, my head bobbing up and down on Biru’s large cock while Rahul gripped my hips and fucked me from behind. That ripple of pleasure became more intense as my body shivered in anticipation of a climax. My pussy felt like a ball of hot wax being plowed over and over and over. My mouth was dripping with saliva as I slid it over Biru's rigid cock, tonguing it with every stroke. I felt that familiar heat spread through my abdomen. My nipples were as hard as bullets and brushing Biru's thighs every time I sent my lips down over his pole, sending needles of intense pleasure through my chest.

Suddenly it hit me like a hammer. I could not move. Every muscle in my body tensed. I pulled Biru’s cock from my mouth and moaned loudly as Rahul fucked me hard. There was a severe contraction around my pussy, ass & pelvic region! In no time, my pussy exploded around his cock. I felt it grip his cock tightly, then loosen, over and over in fast succession as spasms wracked my entire body. I threw my head back and couldn't believe that the sounds, animal like sounds, were coming from me as I reveled in my ecstasy. My entire body was on fire with a heat that I had rarely known, and it seemed as if it would never subside, but eventually it did. It was the BIGGEST & BEST orgasm of my life EVER! Suddenly I felt as weak as a kitten as I collapsed on Biru's lap. I couldn't move at all for god knows how many minutes.

After regaining my senses, I felt Biru’s throbbing cock against my cheek as I lay there. I felt Rahul slide his cock out from my pussy. I opened my eyes and saw Rahul taking his place again on the sofa, his own unsatisfied cock standing straight up. I just lay there, trying to catch my breath as my body tingled. I believe that at that instant I was happier and more satisfied than I have ever been before.

Biru stood up and sat beside Rahul on the sofa. He was the first to speak up looking at Kumar, "Your wife is filthier than a slut… do you believe it now? It was apparent from her choice of clothing as well!"

Kumar acknowledged sheepishly. I didn’t react as I knew that Biru was trying to insult Kumar intentionally.

Rahul tried to dilute the matter and opined. "You are a very lucky man, Kumar. Tina is such a sexy & gorgeous woman. Girl like her can be the pride for any husband. I envy you!"

Biru quipped sarcastically, “That’s true, but Tina must confess how unfortunate she is to marry an incapable and loser bustard like him. I really take pity on that poor girl!”

Rahul joined the fun too, “Biru did you notice that Kumar’s expressions were worth watching when he was using his tongue to wipe off our sticky cum from his wife’s pussy. I’m sure even my little finger would be twice as bigger as his erect dick… if at all he has got one J”

Biru erupted in laughter and asked me, “Tina, do you confess that your husband could never give you 1% of pleasure that you got from us tonight? And, it’s his impotency that has turned you into a whore?”

I giggled and nodded my head in agreement, “You bet! From tonight this whore has become your slave for the rest of her life. I kiss thy feet, my master.”

Biru held me by my hair, and pretended to force me to actually kiss his feet. I gleefully obliged.

I noticed that Kumar had become completely red, when both the guys burst into laughs. I am sure he was not prepared for so much of insult. For some strange reasons, I was enjoying it though.

Meanwhile, Rahul leaned over to me, "Tina, come on up here and sit with us. It's bound to be more comfortable than sitting on the floor. Here, we'll help you up." I felt one grasp my arms and the other slid his hand around my waist as I was hoisted from the floor and seated between the two men. I leaned my head back and sighed.

"How do you feel?" Rahul asked.

I laughed. "Wonderful! Incredible! Give me a minute and I'll be ready for more!" So, sitting naked there we sipped our drinks as we relaxed.

A wild fantasy ran through my mind. I felt that tingle in my pussy, and began to wonder what it would be like to have three hard cocks to use, as I pleased. I looked at the boys and inquired, “How about a Bukkake or may be a foursome? Like me getting fucked by one dick, sucking a second dick, and jacking off a third one simultaneously?” I glanced at the guys' laps and saw they were still stiff as flagpoles.

I got up from the sofa. "Come on you two. And, Kumar… you too. Let's go to that large couch at the end of the room. Do this one last favor to this whore."

They wasted no time in following. I lay across the couch on my back and stretched as they each took a place on either side of me. I closed my eyes as they began rubbing my body. It was a wonderful feeling, having six hands slowly massaging my entire body, gently squeezing my breasts, floating down over my stomach to graze my swelled pussy, and caressing my butt. Hands were everywhere, rubbing me. I felt so violated. I spread my legs and Biru moved down and began to lick my juices from my pussy lips. Rahul began sucking my still hard nipples sending shivers through my chest. I wanted it, and wanted it now. "Biru, please fuck me. Rahul, let me suck you. And, Kumar, I’ll jerk you off."

They all obliged. I opened my mouth to receive Rahul’s cock. I opened Kumar’s zipper, and grabbed his baby dick with my left hand without taking it out of his pant. I was sucking Rahul’s and jerking off Kumar’s, as Biru climbed up between my legs and pressed the head of his dick against my pussy. I spread my legs a little more to give him more room. He pushed, and due to my excess wetness, he slid easily into me. The walls of my pussy stretched to accommodate his size. I moaned around Rahul's dick, as Biru started to slowly screw in and out of me. I felt so full of cock. I was stretched so tightly I could almost feel each vein pressing against the sides of my cunt as it gripped his thick hard cock. The feeling was incredible.

I was driving Kumar crazy with a fierce hand-job. At the same time, I sucked Rahul with vigor, and raised my hips to meet Biru's thrusts, wanting them both to finish inside me quickly. I had to have them fill me with their cum.

As expected, Kumar was the first one to ejaculate. He let out a soft moan and came in my hand. I took my hand out of his trouser. I had the wet, sticky feeling in my left hand, which made me feel happy. I smiled at Kumar, and he stepped aside to witness the rest of the show.

Subsequently, Biru picked up the pace, and was soon slamming my swelled abused pussy and it felt great! It was like I was in a dream, getting the fucking of my life! It was so thick that it filled me completely, and I felt as if I was on the border between pleasure and pain. I felt another orgasm building, which amazed me. The tenth one of the night!!!

I sucked greedily at Rahul's hard cock, wanting to taste his cum in my mouth, wanting him to fuck my face and erupt against my tongue. I clamped my lips firmly and swirled my tongue around his pole, urging him on, whimpering slightly with each invasion of Biru's big cock. Biru placed my legs over his shoulders and plowed even deeper into my pussy, fucking me hard and fast. I wanted to see it. I raised my head slightly and when I saw his big thick shaft sliding in and out of my pussy, when I saw my pussy lips cling to his dick each time he pulled it back only to slam it back it, when I saw that large tool invading my pussy, I shivered and felt my orgasm begin to overtake me.

Rahul grabbed my head and fucked my mouth, shooting load after load of his hot cum all over my tongue and throat. I swallowed quickly, but some escaped and I felt it run down my chin and over my neck, which turned me on even more. Biru was slamming me even harder when he threw his head back and moaned. I swear I could feel his cock swell as he came. I could actually feel him shoot his hot cum deep into my spasming pussy. Again, I exploded, thrashing on the bed. Rahul's cock slipped from my lips and I felt a stream of his cum hit my face and tits. Biru was fucking me harder than I had ever been fucked before, and still shooting his load into my pussy. We finally collapsed on the floor side by side by side, and no one spoke for a few minutes, relaxing in the afterglow of hot incredible sex.

I didn’t even realize when I fall asleep. Three of us slept tight for next 7 hours or so. Kumar must have been getting jealous watching three hot, young people lying naked on the floor, enjoying the warmth of each other’s body.

I woke up at around 10 AM in the morning. Those two guys were still sleeping beside me… naked! The sensuous memories of wild sex from last night were still fresh in my brain. I wanted to spend more time with these guys exploring my sexuality more and more. However, Kumar wanted us to return home ASAP. So, I took a quick shower, had some light breakfast and got dressed up. Kumar was already all set to leave. I kissed goodbye to both my lovers. I mentioned how much I admired both of them last night, “It was a great evening… I’ll remember it for rest of my life!”… Biru hugged me tight & kissed me passionately. Rahul also offered a long French kiss and told me, “Be in touch, and we’ll have more fun together”.

Kumar was visibly upset, but he also thanked the guys for their warm hospitality.

On our way home, Kumar was driving silently without uttering a single word. I got worried and put my hand on his shoulder, “Did I hurt you by any chance? It was all fun… I was just trying to make you jealous, while enjoying my time with those boys… You are the only man in this universe Kumar, who I really love.”

Kumar looked into my eyes, kissed me quickly on my left cheek and confessed, “Yes, it was difficult for me to digest the whole thing… compared to those guys I am nothing as a man… still you love me so much… honestly, you have no idea Tina, how much respect I have for you! It’s incredible how quickly you can switch on and switch off… you played your role as a slutty bitch to perfection last night… now you are back into your normal self, behaving like a true loving, caring wife.”

I smiled, “Thanks for all the support, Kumar… it's all because of you I am getting so much of fun out of life... you are a gem of a husband… let’s go home and tonight I will make you happy!”

Kumar sounded very keen, “Yes, I just can’t wait to fuck you hard and take revenge. Needless to say, I can’t wait until your next encounter. It was more fun watching you getting fucked by another guy, than fucking you myself… Somehow, I enjoy watching you enjoying yourself!”

My eyes lit up instantly, “You know what Kumar, I am also really enjoying the slut in me... I'll definitely continue with Rahul & Biru... but, now I'm more motivated than ever to find a few more freinds with benefits!”

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