NOTE: THIS IS THE FIRST TIME THAT I HAVE WRITTEN ABOUT ANAL SEX. I HAVE NEVER TRIED IT BEFORE & DOUBT WHETHER I WILL. DON’T ASK ME WHY: I JUST FEEL IT WOULD BE DAMNED PAINFUL FOR HER! HOPE I GOT IT RIGHT. LOOK FORWARD TO FEEDBACK, POSITIVE OR OTHERWISE.
The SUV was modified at a non-descript garage. The owner was a friend; in fact, he still is.
The rear was fitted with a pair of seats that were perpendicular to the driving seat; not parallel as they had been before.
And yes, Abhi was a good driver. When Maya had suggested that we hire him, we had been initially apprehensive. The thing that we had going between us was private. Abhi was an out and out alcoholic. If he were to be initiated, there was every possibility that he would talk.
Too, he did not know that Maya was already involved in our games. Moreover, I wasn’t sure I would like to see him get it on with my wife. Plain jealousy. Or, you could say that I thought Abhi was too much down the rung of the ladder to make it with someone as classy as my wife. Maya is damned sexy all right. But she can’t hold a candle to Nita. My wife is class personified and the very thought that Abhi might have a go at her, put me off.
We spoke about it. Maya insisted that her husband wouldn’t leak out anything that we did. Nita was worried. I was plain jealous!
Strange how it is with a guy! At least, with a guy like me. I would love to bang women like Maya, irrespective of whether they were married or not. But when it came down to my own wife, I shuddered to think about it.
Would I have the guts to see some other guy sliding his cock in Nita’s pussy? Or how would I react if Nita had a mouthful of some other guy’s cock?
However, that would come later. First, we had to initiate Abhi. First time he drove us to the market, Nita and me were sitting on one seat at the rear and Maya was seated opposite us. It was a Saturday: the market day. Having made all purchases, we were being driven back to the house by Abhi.
I was stunned when Nita casually reached for my zipper and pulled it down. She fished out my cock and the women smiled at each other. The front seat was high and it was impossible for Abhi to realize or see what was going on behind. Anyway, he was too busy negotiating the big SUV through the dense traffic.
Nita reached out with the other hand and grasped Maya’s wrist, guiding it towards my prick. I shot a glance at Abhi. He was preoccupied with the traffic.
I suppressed a groan when Maya clutched my cock. By now, it had become erect: and when Maya jerked it, with a faint smile on her lips, it began to throb.
“Why don’t you peel the cabbages, Maya?” Nita said calmly.
Maya understood what my wife meant.
“I’ll have to bend down, madam,” she replied.
“So? What’s stopping you?”
“Okay, madam,” Maya said, getting down on her knees between the seats.
Casually, I let one hand grip the back of the driving seat. “You are okay with the car, Abhi, and I’m glad.”
“Thank you, sir.”
Maya had shuffled forward and was now running her lips over my cock. I glanced at my wife. She had one hand inside her mini skirt and I could see the billowing movements there.
Maya cradled my balls before finally slipping my hard on in her mouth. With my other hand, I reached down and shoved it inside her blouse. She pulled her shoulders together to allow me access there. Past her bra, my hand got hold of her scrumptious tit and when I squeezed it, Maya redoubled her efforts on my cock.
Nita slid her foot across the floorboard. I saw her foot pushing past Maya’s sari. Maya parted her legs and pushed her sari up her hips to allow my wife to caress Maya’s cunt with her dainty foot. My wife hadn’t bothered to ease off her stiletto and I was sure that she was pressing the pointed front against Maya’s cunt.
“Switch on the radio, Abhi. I want to hear some music.” I said.
He grinned and complied. The stereo blared out rock music.
“Up with the volume,” I told him.
“Yes sir,” he replied. The volume went up and it was enough to cover Maya’s moans.
Maya was bobbing her head up and down now, her hands between her legs, pulling Nita’s stiletto closer to her cunt. Nita’s hand too had increased the pace under her skirt and I began to pinch Maya’s nipple.
I grunted, pulling Maya’s head closer to my groin as I exploded. Her lips locked on my cock and she struggled to swallow my come.
“Here, let me help you,” Nita said. “That cabbage needs two hands.”
Nita bent down and licked off the come seeping out of the corner of Maya’s lips.
What a way to go!
******
It was Maya’s idea to let Abhi watch Nita and me fuck.
Initially, I was against it. I didn’t want him to see my wife naked.
Nita cajoled me into it.
“C’mon, Jay! It’s not as if he’s fucking me. You will be doing it and all that he gets to see is a real live show!”
Anyway, she talked me into accepting Maya’s idea.
We chose the den. And this time, Nita insisted that we do it with the mirrors in full sight.
Nita was wearing a slip. Nothing else. I was in my shorts. Nothing else.
There were mirrors on the ceiling, mirrors on the walls, one-piece mirrors, three-piece mirrors with hinged and adjustable sides. The mirrors were visible only when one pulled a switch concealed in a small recess above a wardrobe. What looked like flat opaque glasses, turned into mirrors when I pulled the switch.
The waterbed was temporarily forgotten as we met midway in the room. Our arms encircled each other’s shoulders when we kissed. I sucked on her tongue, which she kept thrusting into my mouth, simulating what was to come.
We were aware that Maya and her husband were watching us. It gave me a kind of a high.
I grabbed her slip-encased tits and kneaded them even as she thrust her hands inside my shorts to grasp my throbbing cock.
I shoved my tongue in her mouth as she masturbated me. I leaned back and swiftly removed her flimsy slip. Her tits tumbled out and she spread her thighs to expose her cunt.
I groaned, squeezing one tit and letting the other hand cup her naked mound. She moaned, jerking harder on my cock.
“Let me get that randy cock between my tits,” she panted, sliding down to her knees.
I held her shoulders as she guided my cock between her tits. She pushed them together and began to move up and down, rocking furiously with my cock trapped between her melons.
“Suck the tip!” I ordered.
She continued to tit-fuck me, bending down to let the glans enter her hot mouth when she moved down. It was simply incredible. Her soft tits fucking my cock even as her hot mouth sucked on the cock head had me grunting with desire.
I looked around and above in the mirrors and saw a hundred Nitas and a hundred Jays reflected in them. Her ass bucked up and down as she stroked my cock between her tits.
I could see her hair flopping wildly as she bucked up and down. The mirrors also made it possible for me to see her lips sliding back and forth over my shaft. I imagined what Maya and her husband were going through at this moment. And even as Nita fucked my cock with her ripe melons, a picture of Maya’s huge tits flashed through my mind.
“Oh god,” I gasped, breaking the silence. “Oh my god, Nita, I am going to come!”
She drew back, releasing my cock head from her mouth and concentrating on bucking up and down faster to masturbate my cock with her tits.
“Yes, yes, darling, come, come on my tits!” she cried.
I felt the juices beginning to flow from my balls and glanced furtively at the green curtain behind which we had planned Maya and her husband to be positioned.
As my cum shot out from the tip of my cock, I once again wondered what the maid and her husband were doing behind that curtain.
******
I was watching Jay and Nita through the curtain with Abhi crouched behind me. I had been wearing one of Nita’s gowns: the one with a plunging neckline and reaching midway to my knees.
Abhi had already bunched the hem of the gown over my hips and my panties were pulled down to my knees. He had pushed his hand up my back, encircling them to cup my swollen tits. My bra was still hanging over my shoulders: he had merely unhooked it.
“My god! Our employers really are something!” he muttered, rubbing his naked and erect dong over my ass cheeks.
“Shhh! Be silent and watch. How do you like madam?”
“S-she is classy, really,” he had managed to insert his dick between my legs so that the head was poking out from in front. “You are like an SUV. She’s more like a Mercedes.”
So much for comparisons, I thought as he began to pump back and forth, his dick rubbing my slit. I let out a moan and reached down to finger my clit.
He pinched my nipples, rubbing them between his fingers as we watched Jay pumping his cock crazily between Nita’s tits. She was rubbing her melons together, dragging them up and down over his cock.
“Would you like to sample her?” I asked my husband.
I felt his cock twitch and I had the answer.
“You mean I could really get to touch her?”
“I think we can manage,” I gasped as he now guided his dong into my hole from behind. My cunt stretched to accommodate him and then clamped over the length of his thrusting shaft.
His hands tightened on my tits and he slid a finger between them. “Oh god, oh god, that would be really fantastic! Look at that classy bitch! Look at her legs, her hips, her face and her tits!”
“But you will have to approach with a great deal of caution and cunning,” I told him, thrusting my hips back against him to feel his randy cock plugging away.
“What do you mean?” he did not slow down.
“First the two of us get Mr. Jay, and then get Mrs. Nita,” I replied.
This time he slowed down. “W-what?”
“Look, Abhi. You want to get into her pants; you have to let him get into mine. One condition, though. When he gets me, I want you to join.”
“God, what kind of a mind you got?”
“I have secretly watched them looking at films showing this kind of stuff. I have also overheard them talking about what it would be like to have two men and a woman. But madam is tentative. She had said to him that she would like to watch her husband and another man get it on with another woman before she decides whether she would like to join the action.”
“You have a sluttish mind,” he whispered, resuming his thrusting of his cock in me, kneading my tits. “But I think the idea is okay. How are we going to get him together?”
“What do you say we barge in right now? Pretend that we have fallen through the curtain into the room?”
At that moment, we heard Jay groaning and telling Nita that he was coming. And madam asked him to come on her tits.
The sight of his juices shooting out must have egged Abhi. He thrust his cock savagely into me, grunting as he began to shoot his come inside my hole.
This was it, I thought. Pretending to be completely taken in by his fucking, which I was, I let my body crash into the room through the curtains.
Abhi had his hands on my tits and I virtually pulled him inside the room with me. We landed on the floor of the mirrored room and though Abhi would have liked to stop, he couldn’t because I let my cunt muscles pull on his shaft. He let out a howl when I did it.
As we sprawled out on the thick carpet, Jay and Nita pretended to be surprised and horrified at the same time.
“W-what the hell?” Nita screamed out, whipping her body away from Jay’s cock and whirling around to face us.
“What is this?” roared Jay, trying to cover his nakedness.
“I-I…er…w-we a-are sorry!” I cried out, writhing my ass, clutching Abhi’s cock harder with my cunt muscles.
So there we were: Abhi still bucking his hips back and forth, embarrassment all over his face and me bucking my hips right back into his ass. And across the room, Jay and Nita watched with open mouths, Nita covering her cum-covered tits and Jay, his wet cock.
By the time we stopped writhing on the floor and Abhi had pulled out his cock from my hole, pulling his pants back up to cover himself and me pushing my gown back down, Jay and Nita had managed to drape a pair of towels around each other.
We stared at each other.
“I-I a-am so sorry, sir,” Abhi stammered, looking down forlornly.
There was a long silence and finally, Nita broke it.
“Maya, both of you will have to be punished!”
It was as simple as that!
******
In order for the punishment to begin, there were drinks and snacks passed around while Nita explained with a stern and bitchy expression what exactly the punishment would be. I murmured my protests and expressed my inability. But I could see the spark ignite in my husband’s eyes as Nita explained and the drinks got into him. His eyes were now openly staring at Nita, who was still clad in a short towel wrapped around her. It covered barely half her tits and reached to just above her knees.
I could see the bulge between my husband’s legs getting more and more prominent as Nita explained in graphic detail. Jay’s cock wasn’t idle either. I could see the tent forming there between his legs inside the towel.
And finally, it started. Nita lowered herself on the waterbed.
“Strip your wife!” she ordered.
When Abhi is down to a couple of rounds, he gets pretty high. So, with amazing alacrity, he rose from the chair, and grabbing my shoulders, pulled me up to my feet.
“Abhi!” I cried, feigning astonishment.
He laughed drunkenly and unzipping the gown, lifted it up over me, exposing my still open bra and my panties, which I had managed to pull back in place.
“We do what madam says!” he chuckled, taking off the bra and pulling my panties down.
“Lift this leg,” he said and when I did, he pulled off the panties. I lifted the other leg too so that he could now completely remove them.
“Now,” Nita murmured softly, looking at Jay. “Unwrap that towel, darling and show us your hard on!”
He grinned, obeying her. It was indeed hard. Throbbing, it pointed up at the ceiling, almost touching his belly.
“Get on your back on the floor, Abhi,” Nita instructed.
He laid on his back on the floor, his cock pointing straight up the ceiling.
“With your back to him, you hussy, lower your cunt over his cock,” Nita continued the game.
As I was doing this, Abhi said, “But, but, I have to see her…er…tits…to remain hard!”
Nita laughed. “You can watch the mirror. And if it’s tits that make you stay hard, you can watch mine!”
She pushed the top of the towel down to her waist. Her tits tumbled out, large and soft, the nipples erect with the excitement.
I moaned when I felt my husband’s cock impale my cunt.
“Ahhhhh,” I whimpered, till his dick was buried right to the hilt. I wriggled and rotated my ass.
Sure enough, he could watch my tits when he craned his neck, in addition to the reflections in the mirror above us. But he was more intent on watching Nita’s tits, rising and falling as she began to breathe hard.
“Bounce on his cock, slut!” she said harshly.
I began to do exactly that. The drinks, the brief interlude and the snacks had re-ignited my passion, as indeed it had everybody else’s.
“Walk up to the bitch and ram your cock in her mouth, Jay!”
Jay grinned and walked to me, his cock swaying. When he reached me, he grabbed my hair, pulled my head back and said,
“You heard the captain, whore! Open your mouth!”
Abhi had his eyes on Nita, who was now slowly fondling her tits. He quickly glanced in the mirror, long enough to watch Jay’s cock thrusting into my mouth.
I gagged as Jay shoved his cock into my mouth without any finesse.
Abhi encircled my waist and slid his hands up to cup my jiggling tits. And for the first time, I had two cocks in me simultaneously.
As Abhi thrust his hips up and down to plunge his cock in my cunt, Jay fucked my mouth powerfully, holding the back of my head.
In the mirror, I could see that Abhi was intent on watching Nita who sat on the waterbed, fondling her own heaving tits. Her legs had parted slightly and I knew that what was happening on the floor, was getting through her too. I was right, because finally, she flipped the towel over her waist, wriggling her ass to do so, and spreading her legs apart, reached down with one hand to play with her cunt lips.
Her eyes were fixed on us and her lips were parted. Her tongue kept wetting her lips. Her nostrils flared and she was breathing heavily, her large tits heaving with the effort.
“Why don’t you fuck her tits, darling?” she murmured huskily.
Jay was only too eager to comply. My heels were flat on the floor on either side of my husband’s body and his legs were splayed out, outside mine. Jay gingerly walked between my legs and rubbed his glistening cock over my nipples.
“I said fuck her tits, honey. Don’t fuck around with her nipples!” Nita commanded.
“Lean back, bitch,” Jay whispered.
I leaned back, resting my palms behind me on Abhi’s shoulders, presenting my jiggling tits to Jay.
He shuffled forward and I moaned when I felt his cock pressing between my tits. His hand slipped down my shoulders to capture my tits and squeeze them together.
The sight inflamed Abhi, I guess, because he began to sock it to me really hard, almost lifting me up off his body. As his cock repeatedly thrust into my cunt, neither Jay nor me, had to do any real movements. My body was almost suspended now and I began to move back and forth under my husband’s savage assault. All Jay did was stand there, cupping my tits together around his stiff rod and looking down as my tits milked him. Occasionally however, Jay did thrust forward so that the skin of his cock peeled back as the tip emerged at the top of my heaving tits, exposing the angry purple head.
“Suck that dick when it comes out at the top, slut!” Nita commanded.
I briefly glanced at her. She was still on the waterbed, this time, a finger sliding in and out of her wet hole. The palms of her other hand were spread around her tits and she was kneading them alternately.
I bent down lining Jay’s dong to my open mouth. When he shuffled forward, I clamped my lips around the shaft and sucked deeply on it. I heard Jay utter a groan.
“Fuck her harder, Abhi!” Nita shouted hoarsely. “Let me hear your balls slap her legs!”
My husband redoubled his efforts, his hands holding the top of my thighs as he shoved back and forth.
I moaned under his attack. Jay’s cock was oozing pre cum and I let my tongue swipe the hard flesh. I could feel his cock pulsating between my tits even as Abhi’s rod plunged mercilessly in and out of my cunt.
Up above us, the mirrors on the ceiling reflected Jay’s ass and back grinding back and forth. Abhi was still watching Nita as he plunged into me and the sight of Jay’s rod spearing my tits was incentive enough for me to come.
I felt it beginning to come and I wanted to shout, to scream and to beg my husband to fuck me faster. He was already doing so, but I suppose he could go that extra yard. What prevented me from uttering any words was the fact that Jay’s cock head was firmly embedded inside my mouth as he continued to fuck my tits.
I could tell that Abhi knew I was having my orgasm. His strokes became shorter and faster and his nails raked my thighs. I could also tell that Jay too knew about my orgasm by the way he began to jackrabbit me, his hands almost cruelly pinching my aroused nipples. And in the mirror, I could see Nita adding another finger inside her pussy. She had her legs up on the bed now and was leaning back to fuck herself. Her other hand too was between her legs. She was using the fingers of this hand to rub her clit vigorously till all I could see there was a blur.
I began to move too, up and down, back and forth. When Abhi pulled out his tool from my quim, managed to rise off his body. At the same time, Jay pulled back, his cock throbbing between my tits. And I rocked my body back too so that his cock was poised just outside my cleavage.
When Abhi lifted his hips, I slammed down against him, impaling my cunt on his gorgeous tool, shuffling forward to let my tits gobble up Jay’s dick.
The sensation of Jay’s rod shoving back and forth between my tits was just as thrilling as the sensation that Abhi’s dick caused inside my cunt. I whipped my head to my left and then to my right, moaning as the two dicks caused me to spasm like I never had before in my life. Flashes of the tapes that I had watched with Jay kept running inside my head. Only, this time, the two guys had faces, as did the girl.
I had kept my eyes closed, concentrating on the two cocks, struggling to suck on the helmet of Jay’s dick as he rocked back and forth. I started when I felt a soft and sweaty hand on my shoulders. Jay was holding my tits together as he fucked them and Abhi’s hands gripped my thighs. So I knew that the hand on my shoulder had to be Nita’s.
I opened my eyes and there she was, standing at my head, facing Jay. My eyes were drawn to her wet pussy and she was so close, I could smell the musky odor.
She leaned forward, using my shoulders to support her weight and kissed Jay squarely on his mouth. I was pretty sure that this was driving Abhi wild: after all, her pussy was now directly on top of him as he lay below me. His strokes amazingly began to pick up the pace and he groaned. I could feel his cock expanding in my hole.
I was thrashing between the two guys, my orgasm complete and the second on its way. Jay released my tits and his cock popped out from between my tits. He rose to his full height and shuffled forward, his hands going around Nita’s shoulders as he pulled her to him, kissing her hard.
Supporting myself with one hand still on my husband’s shoulder, I brought my other hand up and grabbed Jay’s bobbing prick. I forced it down and raising my head, gobbled it in my mouth.
He began to pump his hips to and fro, his dick almost gagging me. It was as if my mouth was a cunt that he was fucking now.
Nita spread her legs apart and stepped even closer to Jay, her tits flattening against her husband’s chest, her hands going around his shoulders. I heard Abhi groan and I knew why. I had a closer look at Nita’s pussy, now stretched wide open, revealing the pink opening. Her pussy was brushing against my forehead as I sucked her husband’s cock deeper into my mouth.
Nita pulled away and I heard her voice, as if she was speaking from a great distance.
“Darling, do you want to fuck her cunt?” she whispered, pushing one finger inside his mouth. His lips opened and he latched on to it, sucking on it as if he was sucking on a cock. She had had just a while ago fucked herself with that finger and he must have tasted her cunt on it because he moaned.
I saw him nod when she asked him the question. Pulling her finger out of his mouth he said, “Oh my god, yes! I want to dip my dick in her hole! I got to, baby!”
“Stop!” she commanded Abhi and almost instantaneously he did. Frustrated (because I was close to my second orgasm), I kept rocking up and down on him, still sucking hard on Jay’s prick.
“I said stop, you slut!” she snapped at me, smacking my cheek. It stung!
I obeyed, ceasing all movements, even relaxing the muscles of my cunt. I slumped down on top of Abhi, lying with my back on him.
“Pull your cock out of her hole,” Nita said.
Abhi was like an automaton. He pushed my ass cheeks off him and there was a sound of a ‘pop’ when his cock slid out of my cunt.
“Raise your ass, you little whore! Keep your hands behind you on his shoulders. Better, keep them on the floor beside his head…yes, like that, one on either side of him. Lift your whore body up, further up, you bitch, yes, like that! C’mon now, you can spread your legs farther apart, oh yes, that’s like a good slut!”
She directed the three of us and then grabbed Jay’s hands in hers. She carried them to her pussy and rubbed them there.
“Aahhhh, Jay! Rub me a bit there, oh god yes! This is fucking fantastic, you know? I never thought it would be so exciting watching the slut get it like that. But now, why don’t we try out another thing? Abhi, I want you to fuck your wife up her ass!”
I froze in horror. I never had anything up there up until this point of my life. Jay had often caressed and kneaded my round and firm ass cheeks, but beyond that, I never really had anything else between those cheeks.
Jay had pulled his cock out of my mouth and had stepped back till his prick was brushing against my cunt.
“Darling, why don’t you get her ready there?”
I was scared. Abhi too had become silent. He was no longer groaning: instead, he lay down, still and unmoving.
Jay playfully squeezed my buttocks and his stiffened cock rubbed over my inflamed cunt lips.
“B-but m-ma-madam, I – I have never…” I choked out.
“There’s always a first time, you slut! You dared to spy on my husband and me and this is part of the punishment. Understand?”
We had never spoken about this part when we had sipped the drinks and tucked in the snacks as she had related the punishment that Abhi and I were about to receive.
“Go on, darling, grease her up!”
Jay grinned, dipping his head down to lick at my nipples tantalizingly. He toyed with my ass cheeks and then slid a finger back and forth over the crevice there.
These strokes of his fingers over my crevice were slowly beginning to have the effect on me and it became impossible for me to remain still, impossible not to sway to and fro. Abhi’s cock head rested against the bottom of my back, just above my ass.
I had to wiggle my hips and flex my thighs when I felt Jay’s cock rubbing my slit.
I gasped when Jay probed my ass hole with his finger.
“She’s dry here,” he announced. “Too dry.”
“Wait,” Nita replied, rapidly walking away.
“Please Jay,” I implored when she had disappeared. “I have never done this!”
“As the lady said, there’s always a first time for every thing,” my husband chuckled, rubbing his rod over my bare back.
“You seem to enjoy this, don’t you?” I shot back.
“Well, I have done this before as well,” he said. “But I have a feeling it’s going to be real good, huh?”
Before I could say anything, Nita reappeared. She was carrying a plastic bottle with her and she handed this to Jay.
“Use the Vaseline, darling, she said, resuming her position at the top of my head. “Meanwhile, you little slut, you are going to have to lick my pussy!”
She had shuffled forward, her legs wide apart, planted just beside my hands behind me. Her cunt was wide open and she lowered her body gradually till she was squatting on my upturned face.
I put my open lips against her cunt. I heard her moan and then cry out when I began to suck on the whole flesh there. She was dripping her juices.
I suddenly gasped when I felt Jay’s Vaseline covered finger at the opening of my ass hole. Nita grabbed the back of my head and pulled me closer to her.
I felt his finger gently probing my ass hole, exploring and trying to enter inside. My legs quivered and I shuddered as he began to wiggle his finger inside my back. On its own volition, my ass clenched.
“Relax, relax,” Jay murmured, rotating his finger, slowly sliding it in.
I cried out, my voice muffled by Nita’s cunt pressing against my lips.
“Just continue sucking me, bitch,” she snarled.
I tried to focus my attention on sucking her aromatic cunt. I slid my tongue inside her and heard her purr.
Jay’s cock lay pulsating between my thighs and Abhi was dragging the tip of his cock up and down my spine. Jay was gently probing inside my ass and Nita had pulled my face between her legs. I suppressed a scream when Jay suddenly slid the tip of his greased finger inside my ass. At the same time, he jabbed a couple of fingers of his other hands inside my cunt.
I was a writhing mass of confusion. There was pain in my ass and I tried to relax the muscles there. At the same time, there was the pleasure that his fingers were giving me by wiggling inside my cunt and I tried to snap my cunt muscles against them. The pleasure increased when Jay spread his palm and used his thumb to rub my clit in gentle circles.
“Oh my god!” he exclaimed, “She’s real tight down here!”
“Perhaps you want to fuck her up her ass, darling!” Nita gasped, pushing her cunt into my face.
I could see Jay’s face lighting up. “Should I try?”
“I don’t see why not,” she told him.
“Okay, I guess.” He said, with more than a hint of excitement on his suffused face.
“Okay, you slut,” Nita said, stepping back. “Spin around and lie on top of your husband.”
Abhi slid his hands off his cock and very tentatively, pit them on Nita’s legs.
Her reaction to this was quite violent. She slapped his hands away and her leg shot forward catching him flush on the side of his face.
“I didn’t say you could do that, you bastard!” she hollered.
I felt a secret pleasurable feeling run up my spine. Serves him right, I thought, as I rolled off him and then mounted him. After all, he had laughed wickedly when Nita had suggested that he fuck my ass.
Though the look on his face was funny, my heart went out to him. He was my husband and the poor sod had absolutely no idea what had occurred between the three of us before this. He wasn’t aware that this was a set up. So, as I straddled him, I leaned forward and kissed him on his mouth, shoving my tongue inside. I was sure he could taste Jay and Nita on me, but he kissed back anyway.
I gasped when I felt Jay’s tongue licking my twat from the rear. I reached down to open my cunt lips to him wanting to feel it inside. But he pulled away from me and began stroking my pussy with his fingers.
Finally, he slid his stiff cock between my legs from the rear, bathing it with the juices that were flowing from the hole. He did not fuck me there; he merely rubbed his shaft back and forth, getting it lubricated.
When his cock was wet (I could see our reflection in the 3-way mirrors positioned at odd angles in the room) he pulled back and rubbed his cock head against my ass hole. I groaned, flinching as the tip stretched the round circle of muscle and then slipped partway inside me.
“Ugghhh,” he grunted, bringing his hands to my ass cheeks and pulling them farther apart. I lowered myself so that I was lying on my right side and lifted my left leg over my husband. This way, I hoped that my ass hole was open wide enough to Jay’s probing cock.
I cried out when he began to feed more of his cock inside the tight hole there.
“Oh my god, it pains!” I cried out.
Once again, Nita grabbed my head and guided it to her moist pussy, muffling my cries.
“Oh yes, oh fuck, she’s tight, honey, so tight, it’s like fucking a virgin cunt!” Jay panted.
His dick inched inside me, and though he was gentle about it, it was hurting like hell. Abhi must have realized it because I felt his hands caressing my cunt gently, rubbing my clit. The tip of his wet cock brushed over my belly and he slid down, adjusting the height and getting his cock in line with my cunt.
Jay paused, reaching under me to fondle my swaying tits, pinching the aroused nipples. Another shuffle, and some more of his shaft went inside my ass.
I relaxed my sphincter muscles as much as possible under the circumstances. There was no escaping the fact that I was finally going to be buggered. Plus, the heavenly smell emanating from Nita’s pussy and Abhi’s fingers gliding over my slit was intoxicating my senses.
Suddenly I realized that my ass hole was definitely yielding! Jay’s cock, as rigid as a steel cylinder, was easing inside my now soft anal passage.
Then I felt Abhi’s cock pressing against my wet cunt, and as Jay’s powerful cock pushed me forward, I felt my husband’s cock begin to slide through the slippery opening of my cunt.
Oh my god, I thought, once Jay’s cock was firmly embedded inside my ass hole. This isn’t hurting anymore. The pain was exquisite. Jay remained motionless for a few moments to allow me to get used to the feeling of having his hard dick inside the hole.
“Please,” I cried out, pushing my ass back at Jay to try and take in as much of his tool inside me as possible. “Stick it in that hole! That’s where I want you to give it to me!”
It was an intense feeling – same as like being for the first time in my pussy. I loved it now.
My asshole was so tight that I could feel every vein and curve of Jay’s cock as it disappeared in my chute. At the same time, Abhi slammed his hips up, entering my pussy hole smoothly all the way, right up to the hilt.
Nita laughed delightedly. “Lick my clit, slut!” she gasped. I ran the tip of my tongue daintily up her slit till it was at its apex, flickering over her clit, which was now as large as the knuckle of my little finger.
To tell the truth, I lost count of the number of the gut wrenching orgasms I was having under the twin attack of the two delicious cocks. I’d never realized that it would be such a great feeling having a hard throbbing cock inside my virgin asshole while being ravaged in my cunt as well. Added to it was Nita’s wet cunt and her stiff clit.
When Abhi pushed his hips up, my cunt swallowed his snake-like dick and slammed me against Jay’s cock. My husband was staring at Nita’s cunt, which I was now licking savagely and he now brought his hands up to encircle my back and my ass, caressing me there. Jay had taken hold of my juicy swaying tits, kneading and squeezing them.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck,” Jay whispered through his clenched teeth, his voice coming out like a hiss as he now began a slow in and out movement, driving his dick up my ass in counter thrust to Abhi’s movements. My head tossed from side to side and I whimpered as the men fucked me, driving me back and forth over Abhi’s body and into Nita’s cunt. I stuck my tongue out and let it remain stiff, fucking Nita’s cunt with it. She moaned and cried out.
I watched her lean forward and kiss her husband on her mouth, her cheek bulging out to accept his tongue.
My heaving body felt stuffed with the constantly moving cocks of the two men. I moaned and panted in sheer delight as they pumped their dicks, now with a skillful rhythm. I was aware that with my two holes filled up like that, only a thin membrane separated their thrusting cocks. Jay spliced his way between my parted ass and my cunt churned under the pressure of Abhi’s cock, as it slammed deep inside me.
Oh fuck, yes! I thought, thrashing uncontrollably as yet another orgasm ripped out from deep within me, overwhelming me, forcing me to suck longingly on Nita’s wet cunt to keep from blacking out. The spasms that were continually shaking my body subsided yet again, my head cleared and the two men still continued to pump in and out of my holes.
“You are hornier than I ever saw you before,” Abhi chuckled, his hips pumping back and forth furiously, driving his cock in and out of my sopping pussy.
“You like having it up your asshole, don’t you?” he gasped, his eyes still riveted on my tongue sliding up and down Nita’s slit.
“Yes,” I mumbled.
“Doesn’t it hurt?”
“Only a little at first,” I panted. “Now, it feels heavenly.”
Jay pinched my nipples and I squirmed uncontrollably.
“Do you want to come in her asshole, darling?” Nita asked.
“Ugghhh, oh fuck yes, yes, yes,” Jay groaned.
“Are you close?” she asked again. Her hand burrowed between her legs, rubbing her clit as I licked her cunt lips.
“I have been holding back!” Jay cried out.
“Keep it inside her ass. Abhi, I want you to pull your cock out and slide up so that it is between her tits! I want to see your cum spurt out there! I won’t be able to see my honey’s honey and that won’t do. I love to see come spurting out of cock!”
I could sense Abhi’s excitement. Ever since I had introduced him to tit sex, he had been hooked to it. He shuffled his body, dragging it up, while Jay paused, his cock deep in my asshole. Nita stepped back to keep her cunt mashed against my face.
Jay held my tits apart, craning his neck to watch Abhi guide his cock between them. As soon as my husband had his prick between my scrumptious dangling tits, Jay pushed them together. Abhi’s dick was slick with my juices; yet, Nita yanked my head back, pulling my hair and leaning down, spat on my tits.
“Now, darling,” she told her husband, “Start fucking her ass again, and this time, don’t try to hold back. Do it faster and get it in deeper!”
I didn’t have to move at all as Jay thrust into me with renewed vigor, though, as I relaxed, I began to move my ass in tiny little backward thrusts. It did feel strange having one man’s hands pushing my tits around another’s cock. As Jay plunged into me, Abhi’s dick glided between my tits.
Nita howled like a banshee, grabbing my hands and guiding them to her cunt. I pried her cunt lips apart with one hand and shoved a couple of fingers of the other hand between them, immediately beginning to fuck her with them. I was drifting in the clouds now; my pleasure at the highest possible level I could ever imagined it to be. As I swiftly fucked her cunt with my fingers, she rubbed her clit, arched her back and moaned; her hips wriggling. She had climaxed!
“Oh sweet god!” Jay whispered, ramming his cock uninhibitedly inside my asshole. “This is so good! I love to fuck this ass; it’s so tight, so fucking good! I’m going to come, oh yes god, I’m going to come!”
His words ignited me. I clenched my ass cheeks together, pushing back harder toward him. I spread my legs wider and slid my hand between my thighs, plunging two fingers into my pussy. I grabbed and rubbed my clit furiously. My body throbbed and I needed release yet again.
His hands hurt my tits as he pushed them together, wrapping them around Abhi’s cock, and thrusting forward he steadily plunged his dick in and out of my asshole. He grunted and groaned.
“Fuck me!” I screamed. “Fuck me harder, shove your cock deeper in my ass. Oh god, I love your prick in my ass. Harder, please, faster, faster, deeper, ugh, fill me up, oh yes, oh yessss!”
I felt his cock swelling in my ass. His pumping became faster, almost frantic.
He shouted out as he began to climax. He jerked his cock back to the edge of my hole, thrusting toward me, pressing his hard cock back into my asshole. Again and again he thrust his cock deeper inside me. I came yet again when I felt his sperm shooting inside my asshole. He kept fucking, making sure that he was drained completely. His hands slid around to grab my ass cheeks and Abhi now pulled his hands off my back to cup my heavy tits.
As Jay lay still, panting and gasping for breath, Abhi moved up and down, his cock gliding between my tits. Now that Nita had sunk back onto the floor, I bent down and opened my mouth so that I could suck the top of Abhi’s cock when it appeared at the top of my cleavage. Soon, he began to shorten the strokes so that he could fuck my tits when I continued sucking his cock head.
I was sweating now and so was Abhi. I had forgotten how many times I had come, and now, I concentrated on making my husband spurt his seed between my tits.
I heard a small ‘pop’ when Jay pulled his cock out of my ass hole. It remained open – I could feel the openness there. Jay had really fucked my ass up!
“Let the bitch clean up your cock, darling!” Nita’s voice felt like it was coming from a far distance.
I heard the padding of Jay’s feet and then his hands yanked my mouth off my husband’s cock. I continued writhing on top of Abhi, sliding up and down over him, milking his throbbing cock between my hot tits.
My head yanked up, I kept my mouth open so that Jay could easily thrust his wet cock inside. I closed my lips around his fat cock and licked away the shaft, tasting the strange, musky smell of my insides as I sucked him off.
Abhi began to groan and grunt, heaving his hips back and forth. His cock expanded and he cried out, “I am going to shoot, oh yes, I am going to shoot!”
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Nita immediately got off the bed and knelt beside us, her eyes flicking from her husband’s cock fucking my mouth and down to my husband’s cock fucking my tits.
Abhi yelled and went rigid. I moved back and forth faster and faster. Suddenly I felt his legs wrapping around my back, his heels digging into my ass.
“Ahhhhh, ugghhh, Hmmmm…” he cried out.
His cock exploded its juice. It hit my chin and then as I swayed backwards, I felt it shooting between my tits. Jay pulled his soft cock away from my mouth and I raised my body from the waist. Abhi’s jerking and shuddering cock fell out from my cleavage and I grabbed it, jerking it furiously. He shot his come and this time it smeared all over my globes.
I pushed my body back and lowered my head to take his cock in my mouth.
Nita yanked my head back. “I told you I want to see that come exploding all over you, slut!” she squeaked.
I held my head suspended in mid air as Abhi coated my chest and face with his boiling come. He grabbed the base of his cock and rubbed it over my body, still spurting some juice.
As for me, I had come yet again! It was astonishing! My hands were furiously rubbing my clit, fucking my wet cunt as I wiggled my hips and swayed my ass.
Abhi finally went limp.
“Oh, shit!” he breathed.
I glanced at him.
Even now, he had his eyes on Nita’s exposed cunt, as she knelt beside us, watching the show.
Jay had wearily walked to the waterbed and was seated on it, watching us. When Abhi was done with his climax, Nita rose slowly and swayed over to sit beside her husband. She cuddled up to him and slid her arm over his shoulders. He did likewise, massaging her tit.
I rolled over onto my back, feeling the sperm dribble down my body. I watched Jay and Nita kissing each other.
Abhi was breathing heavily, his chest heaving up and down. His eyes refused to leave Nita.
Jay pulled back and stared at his wife’s face. “Honey,” he told her softly, “you are the only one who hasn’t yet got fucked by cock!”
She laughed, licking his ear, fondling his limp cock> He kneaded her tit and grabbed it from the bottom, as if weighing it.
“Relax, honey,” I heard her murmur. “We have all the time in the world!”