Indian Husband and his friend enticed wife into loving threesome
Indian Couple’s Loving Threesome with a Close Male Friend – Part-1

I am Raj. I was working for an M.N.C. in Jaipur. It was Holi festival time. Those from India know how Holi in North India is. It is a festival of colors and also of tom foolery. At a big central ground in the city; the Municipal Corporation of Jaipur organized every year a festival called “Maha Murkh Sammelan (Assembly of great fools)”. In this program, which would run for a full night starting from 10 pm to about 5 am next morning, big poets would render their humorous poetry and make the audience laugh out of their seats. The entry was free and huge ground would be full with people of different shades.

I and my wife Neena always liked to attend this function. We were very active in going to important functions like classical music concerts, drama etc. We always went to this function every year. That year, I decided to invite my very close friend Anil and his wife Anita, who also lived in Jaipur, to join us. I spoke to my wife Neena, who agreed. When I rang up Anil, I found that Anita had left for Delhi for the weekend to celebrate holi with her parents. As Anil had some important work, he had to stay back.

Anil was thrilled to accept my invitation as he had nothing else to do.

He asked me, “Raj, it is holi. Can we have some adult fun particularly with Neena?” I understood his point. I knew he was attracted to Neena and talked many times of his fascination for her. Anil and I were friends for about two years but became very close. He, his wife and us met socially regularly and were quite friendly. On many occasions, Anil and I talked about our wives shapely features. Perhaps, in our dirty minds, each of us wanted to enjoy the other’s wife, if it was possible. Anil always complimented my wife for her beauty and sometimes even complimented for her thin waist, long hair and luscious figure. Neena gracefully accepted the compliments and never felt offended and responded with ‘Thank you’.

I said, “Try your luck. If you can manage to persuade her to join us in some real action, I shall be more than pleased; I shall even try to help you in this. However, I know her too well. She is almost a prude and I do not expect you to achieve anything”.

“We shall see”, said Anil.

Earlier, Neena had confided in me (she had not complained) that Anil tried to flirt with her several times when I was away on tour. He would come to our house time and again without any serious reason. Of course, as my close friend, he was always welcome. Occasionally, he tried to find some excuse to touch Neena. she admitted that on one such occasion; when she was sitting in the bedroom with our baby in her lap; Anil came and pretended to play with the baby. However, under the pretext of playing with the baby, he fondled Neena’s breasts through her blouse several times. For some time, Neena thought that this was accidental and kept quiet. When this went on a bit longer, then she got up displaying her annoyance without being offensive.

Neena also told me that on another occasion; Anil came to our house late one evening and was talking to her casually in the drawing room. They were sitting side by side. Suddenly lights went off. Sensing an opportunity; Anil pulled Neena in his lap, fondled her breasts and took her one hand and tried to place it on his crotch. As he tried to kiss her, Neena was alarmed and got up. However, she did not raise alarm and did not make any fuss, but told Anil to control himself.

She told me that though she liked Anil as a person and as a friend; she was afraid of Anil because he tried to flirt with her. She said that she did not tell me about Anil’s flirting because she did not want my relationship with Anil and Anita to be spoiled. I wonder if she did not complain because it might mean complete stop to Anil’s flirting. Perhaps she wanted Anil to occasionally flirt with her. The thought and my wife’s narration turned me on.

I told her, “Neena, he is a flirt, yes. However, I can assure you that Anil would never go overboard. Anil told me that he loves to look at you. I believe that he is a “Breasts person”. I suspect that he is particularly crazy about your breasts. Once when I went to his house, he sat with Anita (Anil’s wife) after dinner and began fondling his wife’s breasts in front of me. Anita was angry but he did not bother. He was subtly signaling me to feel her breasts.”

When Neena heard this, she asked me, “So! You then fondled Anita’s breasts, did you? Tell me, what do you think Anil would do, if you fondled my breasts in Anil’s presence?”

I replied, “No! I am a gentleman. I admit that much against my temptations, I ignored them. Regarding your second question, Anil is not half a gentleman as I am. If he ever got the chance, he would immediately join in and would undress your breasts and suck them dry.” Looking at her embarrassed face, I then added laughing, “Look, do not worry. He is a flirt, yes; but would never cross limits of decency under normal situation.” I saw Neena embarrassed by my answer. I saw a hint of blush on her face.

She said, “Well I am not worried. I can handle such men. However, I knew that he was just casually flirting. That is why I did not resist him aggressively. I could have thrown him out of the house otherwise.”

Coming back to the present story:

Anil came by his old Ambassador car to pick us up at about 10 pm. It was Saturday and the next day being a holiday, we were very relaxed. We thought that if the function was interesting, we would spend major part of the night there. Luckily for us; my parents were in town and we left our children with them. Whilst Anil was waiting in the car for us to join him, I and Neena came out of the house to get into the car.

My wife looked very attractive in the chiffon peacock colored designer saree and matching blouse with strings tied at the back in place of buttons. I was about to sit in the front seat next to Anil. As I was trying to get in, Anil asked me if I had house keys with me. Neena said she had forgotten the house keys. We had decided to lock the front door of our house; so that when we get back late, we would not need to wake our parents. There was a side entrance, so in any emergency, people inside the house could always come out. I offered to go to fetch the keys. As I went back to fetch my house keys, Anil invited my wife to sit in the car by his side in the front. Neena got inside the car without a second thought and sat next to Anil.

Ambassador car had steering gear lever with a continuous front seat, unlike recent cars, which have bucket seats. It was a right hand drive car (unlike European and American cars). As soon as I returned with the keys, Anil asked me to sit in the front seat by the window with Neena seated between me and Anil.

Anil started the car and instead of going to the function; was driving in another direction. When asked, he replied that since his wife Anita was out, he did not have dinner and would like to eat something before going to the function. He took the car out of the city roads.

As we were travelling, Neena asked Anil “How did you spend your day?” Anil was driving very slowly and replied, “I got a phone call from one of my college mates.” Looking at me he said, “Raj, do you remember, this is the same person, who had a very strange but erotic experience.” I nodded.

Neena asked Anil “What Kind of experience?”

Anil was hesitant. He said “Neena, the story is slightly unconventional and involves some sexual element, should I narrate it?”

I interjected and said, “Anil, today is holi. We are out to have some fun. Why are you so hesitant? We have talked many times of all the things on earth, including sex. Are you afraid that Neena being a lady, is so conservative that she will not hear about sex?”

Anil said “I do not want to offend Neena bhabhi’s feelings, lest she minds.”

Hearing this, Neena replied, “No, Anil, go ahead. I don’t want to be a spoilsport. I am not that prudish, as you think I am. Besides I am also a mother. We are all mature persons and sex is a part of our life, so don’t hesitate. You two want to have fun so go-ahead.”

Anil then narrated an erotic encounter of his friend Samir (who had telephoned Anil). Samir once visited his close associate and a friend in Delhi and stayed with him at his house for a few days. The host was married for the last 7 years. The host’s wife was also very friendly to Anil’s friend Samir and knew him before they were married. The three of them studied together in college. In fact, Samir was the go between for sending and receiving this couple’s love messages many times before their marriage. The wife in her college days had a hidden crush for Samir. However, nothing happened between them.

On arrival, Samir came to know of the couple’s strained relations for the past few weeks. The real reason of the conflict, Samir realized, was sexual dissatisfaction. To his surprise the husband complained to Samir of his wife’s lack of interest in sex and the wife after considerable probing questions reluctantly admitted that their sex had become so monotonous, tiring and simple physical labor for her that she feared sharing the bed with her husband.

Anil said, “Samir was so close to the couple that he discussed this highly delicate, intimate and emotional issue with the husband and the wife separately and offered his frank personal assessment to each of them. He told them that their problem was not unusual. It happened to all the couples. After some years, sexual activities become monotonous and boring. Couples get bored, lose interest in sex. They tend to take the other for granted. Frustration develops. Many times, couples hide the real reason and this results into negativity and fault finding leading to heated arguments on trivial issues. Ego overpowers arguments with potentially disastrous consequences.”

Anil continued his narration, “Samir told them that the answer was to bring some change in sexual life by innovative and sometimes unconventional adventures and to be sensitive to each other’s fantasies and try to accommodate them to the extent acceptable. Both the partners need to agree to a common line of action.”

Anil said that the couple carefully listened to Samir and generally agreed to his views.

Anil halted for a while and looking at us continued, “One late evening, all three of them after some drinks and dinner, were sitting in a light mood, chatting, making fun of each other and cracking sexy jokes in the couple’s bedroom. After some time, Samir excused himself to go his room to freshen up. When he returned, he knocked and entered the couple’s bedroom which was not bolted and discovered that the wife was topless and the husband was cupping wife’s bare breasts. it looked as if the couple was about to engage in sexual act.” Anil paused to breathe (or was it to to see the impact the story made on us?)

He resumed, “Samir felt embarrassed. He apologized and was trying to withdraw from the room. The husband called him and made him sit on the bed. The husband, then in front of my friend Samir, made his wife sit in his lap and continued fondling his wife’s breasts. He called Samir and asked him to sit by the side of his wife. The wife then resting her head on her husband’s chest, stretched her legs to rest them on Samir’s lap. She asked Samir to massage her legs as she said she felt tired. It seemed to Samir that the couple had discussed about him in his absence.”

Anil went on to narrate that the couple aroused Samir sufficiently and made him join them in their sexual acts. They all had great sex together. The wife enjoyed sex with her old fantasy lover. However, since it was mutually accepted by the couple, there were no complications and no personal attachment.

Anil concluded saying, “I do not want to go into erotic details of their sexual foreplays and sexual activities.”

Anil then briefly narrated the impact of this on this couple’s married life. He said it brought back spice and enjoyment in the couples’ lives. The couple, which had lost interest in sex and were gradually drifting apart, began to enjoy each other’s company more than before. They looked forward to meeting each other in bed and talked of their fantasies to each other and enjoy their physical experiences much more. This brought great relief to them and their children. Anil said the wife developed a great deal of respect for her husband because, the husband had allowed her to satisfy her buried desire for extra marital sex to a person she found attractive.

As soon as Anil concluded the story of his friend, I supported Anil’s philosophy and said that as an exception, such extra marital engagement with spouse’s involvement is not to be viewed as abhorrent. I said that some flexibility rather than rigid monotony helps marriages, if lovingly, carefully and sensitively handled. This would avoid cheating the marriage partner. Care should be taken to avoid jealousy and emotional attachment with the third person. Anil emphasized that one should enjoy the life without excessive inhibitions. Neena also added that one should be careful about his loved ones and should not hurt their feelings.

To my astonishment, my dear wife Neena listened to most part of the story with rapt attention and heard the discussion without expressing any comments. During the story, I noticed that sometimes she appeared slightly edgy. She nodded at times, perhaps to indicate approval. When we stopped talking, I heard her murmur, “Not many husbands will accept such things.”

I retorted, “Are you prepared to bet?”

She replied back conclusively, “You are nuts.”

This was the first time that Neena heard such erotic stories. We did not have any porn in the house. After her telling me about Anil’s flirting, many times during our foreplays, I chided Neena on how she would react if Anil did have sex with her. She would promptly rubbish the idea. However, I found that she became a tigress in bed after such a talk. I suspected that she got aroused with such an idea. Barring such talks with me, Neena had no exposure to sexual erotica.

It looked to me that Neena was quite impressed with Anil’s suave talk and behavior. It impressed her that Anil avoided using sexy words, did not mention secret body parts (except breasts) and was generally gentlemanly in his description of sexual acts.

Anil had very sweet, low and soft voice. One needs to be silent and attentive to hear him. Neena and I had to push closer to Anil to hear his low voice. I noticed that as he talked, Anil occasionally pushed his left elbow further to brush it with Neena’s protruding breasts, when Neena bent forward to hear him. She was endowed with curvaceous figure size 36C 30 36 and had gorgeous breasts. Her bra and blouse were unable to control her generous breasts. Neena perhaps either did not notice this or ignored it, thinking that this was unintentional and could be because there were three persons in the front seat and Anil was tightly squeezed in a corner. I knew it was not. I also realized that Anil was not really very hungry for food, because he was driving on an empty road on the same route in a circle, without making any effort to reach any food joint.

When Anil heard Neena support him indirectly, he was quite excited. He stopped the car at a desolate spot. Neena was so engrossed in hearing and thinking that when I touched and squeezed her saree on her thigh in full view of Anil, she not only did not object, but in excitement, placed her hand on Anil’s thigh. This signal was what Anil was waiting for. He knew he had broken the ice; the first step.

Whilst talking, Anil imitated me and placed his one hand on Neena’s saree on her thigh in a casual way and squeezed Neena’s thighs. Neena became conscious of his moves and looked at me with some concern. I immediately put her mind at rest by squeezing and massaging her saree where her thighs were and said “Anil, your friend’s experience is very erotic and I am quite aroused hearing it.” Neena looked at me confused at my reaction. She felt relieved seeing that I considered this reaction of Anil as normal and that I had no objection to Anil’s squeezing her thighs. However, she still appeared apprehensive and agitated. She was afraid that Anil might take more liberties.

To avoid a negative situation from developing and disturbing the sweet environment, I asked Anil, “Anil, we want to know the intimate details of how the couple involved Samir in the sexual games. I want to hear all. Do not be shy to skip the details.”

Anil looked inquiringly at Neena, who was looking at Anil with anticipation of hearing more. I felt that Neena bet her eyelids once and nodded her head just a little to indicate to Anil go-ahead to continue the story. She however, pretended to be nonchalant about it. Anil’s story of the wife, husband and friend went on further.

Now Anil described in detail, their sexual acts, foreplays, body parts and positions. It was very erotic and romantic. I knew that although Neena pretended not to listen to Anil’s story by looking in different directions, she was so absorbed and excited that she forgot about her previous reservations and seemed not to notice Anil’s almost constantly squeezing and massaging saree on her thighs.

Whilst narrating about the encounter and encouraged by Neena’s non rejection of his hand on her thigh, Anil elaborated how the husband uncovered his wife’s breasts gradually in front of Samir. Anil tried to demonstrate this by pushing his fingers under Neena’s blouse and pulling it up slightly. I saw that as a consequence, Neena was alarmed and I felt that she might resort to some impulsive negative action.

I immediately, caught hold of my wife by shoulder turned her to face me and started kissing her fully on the lips. I told both Anil and Neena, “Hearing such an erotic story, I am unable to control myself.” Neena was also sufficiently charged and after some hesitation, began to respond and kissed me back passionately. I noticed that she did not realize or care that Anil was watching. She did not push Anil’s hand away from her blouse. However, due to the act of my pulling her in my direction and turning her on my side to kiss her on the mouth, Anil’s hand slipped inside her blouse and his fingers touched the rib cage of my wife’s back and perhaps touched her bra strings.

Neena suddenly looked back at Anil breaking from the kiss (May be he had dug his fingers in her back!). She saw Anil watching us from behind her back. His looked helpless and sidelined! His passionate love story of husband, wife and affectionate friend had a powerful impact on all of us including Neena. Looking at Anil’s such condition and knowing that I would not mind it, Neena turned towards Anil and affectionately pulled Anil’s head and rested it on her shoulders and kept combing his hair with her fingers.

Anil was in cloud number nine. He could not control himself; dropped his head from Neena’s shoulders to her chest and was almost in her lap. His face touched Neena’s thighs and breasts and his hands placed between Neena’s legs. Pressing closer to my wife, he pushed his head between Neena’s breasts. The electric shock of his head touching her breasts, even if, through the fabric, was like a thunderbolt for both Neena and Anil. Anil always fancied my wife’s breasts. He was going crazy. I saw angry expression on Neena’s face. Her eye brows raised and eyes blazing. I saw that she was about to push Anil’s head away and explode in anger.

Suddenly there was a loud bang and sound of commotion, a little distance away from our car. It seemed that on the road, a truck had hit pavement. The focus of our attention shifted. Quickly recovering from the influence of Anil’s story and action; Neena pushed Anil’s head away from her lap and suggested that we should all have something to eat and then proceed to the poet’s assembly.

Promptly, Anil brought out a bottle of whisky and three glasses from his seat back. He poured into three glasses from it. Neena is hardly a drinker and declined the offer. However, I insisted that she should drink. I reminded her that she had agreed to drink a little, if we went out and had good time. She relented with a condition that we would not ask her to drink more. The first rather generous peg given to Neena by Anil followed by some spicy jokes appeared to have quite an effect on her. Her mood flourished. Her earlier anxiety was replaced by a some enthusiasm. She declared that as soon as we were finished, we would go to the assembly and if the program was not interesting we would come back there and ask Anil to finish the story.

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End of Part-1





Indian Couple’s Loving Threesome with a Close Friend Part-2


The assembly program was hilarious. There were blaring loud speakers all round. The poets, one after another, rendered hilarious poetry making fun of people from all walks of life from poets to politicians and chiding and mimicking them. We heard the program sitting in the car at a distance from the crowd. All three of us laughed and were in very jovial and relaxed mood.

I would like to remind readers that Neena was still sandwiched between two of us and was now quite free of the initial inhibition. I had my right hand on her left thigh and her left hand on my right thigh. I noticed that Anil was now easily holding her hands, pressing her thighs under some pretext of enjoying the jokes and poetry and was slowly pushing himself closer to Neena. During the program I pulled Neena to my side some times and several times Anil pushed his body closer to Neena or discreetly pulled her to his side. He made her place her right hand on his left thigh.

Now one of her hands almost always rested on Anil’s thigh. In the dark, I was unable to see the exact location of her hands, I was not sure, but I feared that Anil once or twice placed her hands between his legs; perhaps on the spot on his pant where, there might have been a bulge. Perhaps she might have withdrawn her hands then, but certainly she did not show any sign, protest or create any fuss. Unintentionally, I felt a tinge of jealousy.

At about midnight there was a small break. I suggested that we should go out and have popcorn or something. Anil brought out his bottle once again and proposed that before we go out, all of us must have one round of drinks. Neena, to my great surprise, agreed with just slight persuasion. We had another round of one drink.

All of us were now very relaxed and had greatly shed our inhibitions. Neena was very bubbly and talked about many things including the poetry rendered. Anil appreciated and agreed with her all the time. He went out of his way to keep on emphasizing to me and Neena how deeply, intelligently and judiciously my wife thought and spoke on a variety of subjects. He said Neena was a rare combination of intellect and beauty.

Sometimes I thought that he went a bit too far. However, this pleased Neena no ends. It opened her up and my otherwise reserved wife, began talking animatedly. It pepped her up. This way Anil gained her quick acceptance and appreciation. She was so happy. It was ok with me. I wanted her to relax completely and enjoy the evening with the two of us fully. I knew that, as a house wife, she has to undergo so many social, financial, physical and psychological tensions and problems in her day to day life. Dealing with house hold chores, children, in-laws and others is a tough task.

I suggested why not we go out of the assembly to some place and continue the talk, which we left incomplete. All agreed. Anil said “why not we go to my house. There is no body in the house and in any case, you have already told your parents that you would return only the next morning.” Neena also agreed and said, “It is better to go to Anil’s house than parking the car in some corner, sitting in such a small space and inviting unnecessary attention. At least that way we can relax and freshen up there.”

We reached Anil’s house soon.

As soon as we entered Anil’s house, we all went into Anil’s bedroom . I took Neena in my arms as we went in. Anil said he wanted to freshen up and change and went to the bathroom. After some time, he emerged wearing a towel. Neena looked at Anil half undressed for the first time. She was watching with interest his hairy chest, tall structure, well built muscles and arms, broad shoulders, slim waist and shapely hips. I could see from her expression and eyes that she was impressed.

Anil then fished out a night dress from his wardrobe and put on white Kurta on top and Lungi (wrap around waist cloth, people in South India wear like a towel) at the bottom in our presence. We could see that he wore nothing underneath. That was Ok, because we also in our night dress only wore the outers and nothing underneath.

Anil asked me, “Why don’t you put on a spare night dress from my wardrobe.” I said, “Why not?” So I also put on a similar night dress from Anil’s wardrobe. Whilst we both changed in her presence,

Neena stood and watched both of us with great deal of interest. After having changed into more comfortable dresses, I and Anil sat on the bed. As I mentioned earlier, Anil and I were very close friends and were very frank and open with each other. I invited Neena to join us on the bed. She complied with a trace of hesitation. We lay down on the bed. Whilst my wife was in my arm on one side, Anil was on my other arm.

One of the poets, in the program we attended a little while ago, had greatly highlighted about gender equality. This had impressed Neena very much. Recalling this, Neena got up from the bed and looking at Anil and me, said “I was impressed with the narration on Women Empowerment by one of the poets. Today’s women are no less than men.”

Anil agreed instantly. However, I had an argument that this was not possible. Men and women were physically and emotionally different and women could not match men in all respects. The dispute became rather hot and at one point Anil also said that his impression was that women were generally conservative and failed to match men in freedom, openness and enthusiasm.

Neena vehemently denied this. She said, “Women can match men in all ways and are as open minded as men. It is only because of men’s narrow mindedness that women have to act thus.”

I asked Neena, “If you are so sure, could you do whatever we did?”

Neena strongly affirmed that she could do anything without any reservation. Anil sensed heating tempers and changed the subject. Anil said, “Why not you guys freshen up and Neena can wear night gown of Anita, so she could also relax?” He went to his wife’s wardrobe and selected a night gown for Neena to wear that night. It was very sexy and almost see-through kind of night gown, selected by Anil.

Excited by the heat generated on the topic of women empowerment; Neena picked up the gown without looking at it carefully. With the gown in her hand, Neena was now ready to go to washroom to freshen up and change.

I challenged Neena, saying, “if women are equal to men, why should you go to the bath room to change. We men changed in this room. So why not you? Can you change in our presence? Do you have the courage?”

Neena was quite puzzled and upset. Partly due to effect of booze and partly due to challenge in our voices, she said, “I accept the challenge. I am not afraid to change in your presence.” I offered to help her. I said, “We shall help you undress.”

Looking at my wife’s raised eyebrows; Anil condemned the proposal and said, “Raj, what nonsense are you talking? We should respect a lady’s modesty. Look, I would go out, so she can change without hesitation.”

This statement from Anil took Neena completely by surprise. She had expected that Anil would push her to change whilst he watched. This gesture of Anil greatly increased Neena’s respect and esteem for Anil. She looked at Anil approvingly and said “Anil knows chivalry. He knows how to treat a lady”. Looking at me she said with somewhat mock contempt, “You are a slob”.

Whilst Anil left the room, Neena came out of her saree and put on the night gown, removing her petticoat, panty, blouse and bra folding them nicely on a distant table. Her naked figure from top to toe and body out line was clearly visible through the almost transparent night gown, when she stood against a lamp. Maybe in the confusion and excitement she did not notice the transparency of the gown or maybe she did notice but ignored it, I could not be sure.

Anil knocked before he came in. By that time, Neena had got into the thin night gown of Anil’s wife Anita.

She was by then overwhelmed by Anil’s repeated graceful behavior. She welcomed Anil by a gentle nod of her head and through a flicker of her eyes. Anil watched with great deal of appreciation; my wife’s body contours. I saw that he could not just look away. He looked intently all over her body in the flimsy night gown. I also could see not only her breasts, but even the areolas and nipples faintly. Neena, not realizing the flimsiness of the gown, however, blushed seeing Anil watching her so closely up and down. She seemed to like the look of appreciation on Anil’s face.

Anil then sat down on the bed and offered Neena a place in bed next to him; I was sitting on the chair close to the bed. My lovely wife, without any hesitation, went and sat by Anil’s side. In her eyes Anil had scored some important points. Anil extended one of his arms around her neck to rest it hanging in her front, close to her breasts but exercising care of not touching them.

Anil invited me to join them. I got up and almost jumped on top of Neena pushing her down on the bed underneath me. Neena was very upset at my behavior. She sat up and expressed her anger strongly. She said, “Raj, behave yourself. Have you got drunk? Have you forgotten decent behavior?” Anil interrupted and apologized to her on my behalf. Anil admonished me, saying, “Raj, behave yourself. You need to learn how you should behave with a lady.” I barely controlled my laughter. However, Neena was pleased by Anil’s gentlemanly behavior. She told me, “Raj, please learn some manners from Anil.”

Now Neena found an additional reason to be more favorable to Anil and felt more comfortable with him. Anil lay down on the bed spreading his arms on both sides. Neena slid towards him and rested her head on one of Anil’s arms. Anil was now between me and Neena, all lay close together.

Our such closeness to him, made Anil suddenly emotional. He said, “Raj and Neena; I want to tell you something, which I have not even told my wife and parents.”

Anil then narrated of severe tension he was undergoing those days regarding his job in his company. He talked of problem he was having with his boss. His boss was very crooked and was envious of Anil’s performance. He was very powerful in his company and the management listened to him. Anil and his boss had a very heated exchange of words three days ago. His boss threatened Anil of firing him. Anil was faced with loss of his job. He was extremely upset since then, to this day.

We knew that Anil’s parents also depended upon Anil’s income and if he lost his job, it would be disastrous for Anil. He was quite unnerved by the prospect and started crying. The mood in the bedroom changed completely. He had tears flooding his eyes. He was very attached to his parents and did not know what he should do. He had not told any of his relatives, including his wife about this.

Instinctively, Neena sat up and pulled Anil in an embrace, trying to console him; patting him on his back. I was also moved in sympathy and told Anil, “Hey, calm down. Nothing will happen and everything will be alright. These things happen.” I and Neena both told him that he should not worry and that we were with him. If it became necessary, we would help him in all respects including financially.

Neena said, “Look Anil, firstly just because of this altercation with your boss, you need not worry so much. In the worst scenario, (she pointed at me), Raj through his influence in the industry, will get you a job, if that became necessary. There are some positions available in his company and without a break you will have a job, if it comes to that.”

I said, “Anil, your job is guaranteed, should something happen. My company’s director told me a week back that he was looking for some experienced technical guys in the industry and in my opinion, he would jump at the prospect of having you in the company.”

Anil was very emotional. He said, “You two are indeed my source of strength. I have nowhere else to go.” Saying this, he pulled me also by his side and placed his head on my chest. Now I was between Anil and Neena. Both Anil and Neena were almost on top of me. All of us were in a close huddle like they do it in football, rugby or cricket, before the game starts. It was emotionally surcharged situation. Anil was so upset that I suggested that he should go to washroom and freshen up.

Anil got up and whilst he was away, I saw Neena. She was almost in tears. I pulled her in my lap. She was very emotional and told me, “Poor chap; it would be tragic, if he lost his job. I am so much worried about him. He is undergoing so much of tension alone and cannot even confide in his family about such a situation.”

I told her, “Of course, he is under tremendous tension and he is absorbing it all by himself. I feel that at this stage, we should try to pacify and comfort him. I think we should do whatever is required to make him forget his problems for the time being. Now even his wife is away. In times of such distress, only a woman can calm down a man's anxiety by offering her physical love and affection. Neena, I think you need to be slightly pro-active. At this point, you may have to show some physical affection to Anil.”

She said, “But am I not already doing it? Of course, I agree that Anil is shattered and needs love and affection. But is it alright for me to show love and physical affection to him? I hope things will not go over board? Will you not mind?”

I said, “Look, do you love me far beyond any other person or not? Today, we need to support him as friends emotionally through physical affection, as he is fighting this all alone. Surely, you are not afraid of any emotional attachment with him.” To which, Neena said, “Raj, you know me better than that.”

Soon Anil returned after washing his face. We again lay down on the bed all very close together. Neena now sandwiched between me and Anil.

Instinctively Neena sat up, pulled Anil first in a tight embrace, then placed his head on her bosom and then rested it gradually in her lap and started combing his hair with her fingers; like a mother. I recollected how negatively she reacted only about two hours back, when Anil of his own initiative, placed his head in Nenna’s lap. I knew that when she got emotional and affectionate towards me or our children, she had this habit of placing our heads in her lap and combing our hair.

Anil had yet not got over the sadness of earlier. However he was agitated and excited by the touch of Neena’s full breasts and her body. There was practically no gap between his mouth and her breasts. He could see her nipples through the flimsy gown. After some affectionate hair combing of Anil, in her lap, Neena stretched on the bed facing the roof. She pulled Anil and me to lie besides her. She asked Anil partially looking in my direction, “Anil, Why don’t you continue your earlier experience story, where you left off. Or tell us another one.”

Anil said, “Neena, I am sorry, but I am not in the mood right now.”

I told Anil, “Look Anil, forget your problems for the time being. Let us all three celebrate our love and affection and this friendship and this festival of holi.”

I pulled Neena closer to me and kissed her full on her lips. I then caught Anil by shoulder and pulled him closer to both of us. Anil pushed his mouth between ours. I saw Anil joining us so I moved away on my side to let him kiss Neena. Anil saw me moving away to let facilitate him to kiss Neena. He got emboldened. He enveloped Neena in his arms as he kissed her. He gradually pushed her down on the bed with him. They lay side by side on bed. My dear wife’s face expressions were amazing. I saw her excited yet embarrassed and confused that she did not know how to react.

Perhaps, she remembered our understanding of offering physical affection to Anil. She did not respond to his kissing initially and pretended to resist weakly, but then gave in. In the process, she had to turn to his side. I was so ecstatic. This was the first time, I saw my dear wife, responding albeit reluctantly to advances of anyone except me.

I instinctively slid from behind her and compressed Neena between Anil and me. I pushed my crotch between her ass cheeks. Of course there was this damned cloth in between. Anil was at the end of the bed with his back touching a wall. I pushed her right into a tight embrace with Anil, whilst I was getting a huge erection and was certainly making her feel my hard-on erection on her buttocks. Having been pushed so tight between me and Anil, Neena could barely breathe and could not help but to get engaged in an intense embrace with Anil.

After a while, seeing me press her into Anil, Neena became slightly relaxed. She started responding to Anil with lips locked kissing. We all lay down; one by the side of another with Neena in the middle facing Anil with her back to me. As I could not see from behind her back, I raised my head off the pillow and saw Anil shoving his tongue deep into Neena’s mouth and rubbing his mouth on Neena;s with great aplomb. I saw Neena, after some hesitation, sucking Anil’s tongue and then pushing her tongue into his mouth.

Anil’s hands encircled Neena’s head and pushed Neena’s mouth further into his. Neena also wrapped his head in her arms. I had such a hard on looking at this scene. I became so aroused that I was almost on the verge of Cumming. I positioned my hard and erect cock through the lungi to poke her ass from under and behind.

Feeling my very hard and stiff erection on her ass, Neena could not control her blushing and smiling with some embarrassment, whilst engaged in tight embrace and kiss with Anil. Anil was surprised and asked Neena, “What is the matter, why are you smiling?”

I saw Neena blushing and then speaking in low tone. Neena told Anil, “My husband is pushing me so much from the back and I am feeling a strong thrust from his ‘shaft’ on my bottoms! He is unable to control himself. I was just thinking about that.”

I was amazed to hear the word ‘shaft’ from my wife. This was the first occasion, when she spoke openly of any secret part of human anatomy, especially to anyone other than me.

Hearing this Anil asked her, “Hey! Neena bhabhi, you are worried so much about your husband. What about me? Have you thought about my condition?” Without any delay, Anil removed Neena’s one hand from around his head and placed it straight onto the spot where his night dress had quite a bulge. She was embarrassed to feel Anil’s cock through the fabric of the lungi in her hand. It felt solid and big in her palm. She must have also felt that the area of his lungi covering his cock was quite wet.

I was hearing and seeing all this. It turned me on further. I pushed harder. Because of my heavy push from behind, Neena was further compressed between me and Anil. As there was no space, she was unable to withdraw her hand off Anil’s cock. Partially out of ecstasy and sympathy and partly keeping in mind our earlier talk; her hand moved to feel the length of his cock.

I was able to see all this and was in ecstatic state. I kissed my dear wife on her cheeks. I controlled myself and pushed one of my arms beneath Neena’s body and extended the other arm on top of her, encircling her from behind and clutched her breasts. I then released my pressure on her a little. Now although she had the opportunity to withdraw her hand, she was still assessing length of Anil’s stiff erect cock and caressing it in her hand through his dress. Her other hand still circled Anil’s neck and her head nestled into Anil’s neck cavity.

I squeezed and kneaded my wife’s luscious sweet breasts and caressed them very lovingly through her gown with both my hands. She was wearing the flimsy night gown. Suddenly, I felt the front zip lever of her gown on my fingers. I pulled down the zip softly. She did not seem to notice this. Soon her breasts poured out of the gown. After a few seconds, Neena noticed that Anil was looking transfixed at her breasts with awe. She then realized that her breasts had been exposed. Impulsively, she jerked and moved away from Anil and their intense love kiss. Taking advantage of her movement; I quietly pulled down the zip lever, till her waist. I massaged one of her breasts with one hand and I slipped the gown off her till her waist, with the other.

Neena jerked. Perhaps, she was too overwhelmed by events to react. Perhaps she accepted it reluctantly; because she moved to facilitate my pushing down her gown to her waist.

However, when she became topless; Neena was acutely embarrassed and covered her arms on top of her breasts. Anil saw Neena’s embarrassment. He however could not avoid staring at her uncovered breasts. He was ecstatic. I saw his eyes filled with sheer lust. I was however, surprised that he controlled himself and did not touch her breasts. Instead, with great restraint; he kissed Neena lightly on the cheeks and murmured something in her ears.

I saw Neena blushing and nodding her head in approval. I was curious to know what the exchange was about. I asked Anil, “What happened? What are you telling her?”

Anil kept quiet, raising my curiosity. But not for long, as Anil picked up one of Neena’s breasts in his palms and started massaging them with the other hand, and said, “I wanted her permission to do this”. I saw Anil kneading my wife’s breasts. Her Nipples were ballooned up and fully erect and were pointing straight. Her areola were swollen and had pin pricks like marks on them..

"Bloody crook!" I thought to myself. "He managed to get what he wanted and also improved his approval rating in Neena’s eyes."

I knew how fond Anil was of my wife’s breasts. I had noticed him, in our earlier social meetings; time and again staring surreptitiously at my wife’s breasts. Anil had always craved seeing Neena’s ample and shapely breasts even covered under blouse. Once, when we were sitting together and he was drunk, he had told me; how lucky I was to be able to massage and kiss Neena’s naked breasts daily with authority. He declared that he would love to do it, if only he could. I knew that It was his dream to see her breasts uncovered. He had said that he even ejaculated once or twice dreaming of massaging my wife’s naked breasts.

Anil noticed that I was busy watching his making out with Neena. Affectionately, he took one of my hands and placed it on top of Neena’s other breast.

Now both of us were massaging her two naked breasts. I gradually raised my head and started kissing Neena’s breasts. Her breasts were very fair. The areolas were dark pink and nipples of light chocolate color. Anil joined me kissing, suckling and nibbling Neena’s breasts and nipples. He was in heaven and had completely forgotten about his problems.

He started nibbling on Neena’s nipples, one after the other. So did I. Now and then we were squeezing on Neena’s areola and pinching her nipples gradually and after some time with some force.

I was carefully watching Neena's expressions. She was hesitant, excited, confused, suspicious, afraid and aroused all at the same time. She was hesitant because her social up bringing restrained her from going further, excited because she was receiving an undivided attention of two of her most beloved males, confused because she did not know how to react and how to go further, suspicious because she suspected that we might go all the way, afraid that we may stop half the way and aroused as the result of all the efforts made by me and Anil to sexually titillate her.

as the result of our vigorously attending to hear breasts and the rest of her upper half, I saw that Neena reached a stage where she could not control herself. She was shaking in excitement jumping her tummy up and down and pulled both of us close to her, signaling us by holding Anil’s hand to press her breasts more and more and catching my neck bringing my mouth down to her breasts wanting me to suck them deeply like a milk sucking child. She told me in my ears, “Please do not stop. I am excited and aroused beyond I have ever been. I want this to go on for a long time. Please suck my breasts more fiercely.”

Seeing Neena so aroused gave both of us men, extra energy and we pressed and squeezed her breasts fiercely, sucked them severely, massaged them thoroughly and started rubbing our bodies with her in rhythmic motions.

I lovingly rubbed her exposed navel cavity with my fingers and gently caressed her open tummy. I pushed my hand below her tummy and lifted it gently. Anil squeezed her buttocks through her gown. It was super erotic for her as such a situation had never before arisen in her life, not even in her wildest imagination.


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Indian Couple’s Loving Threesome with a Close Friend Part-3



She remembered about Anil’s flirting and indecent proposals earlier, which she had torpedoed before it could get serious. It dawned on her that the same man, who was only casually flirting with her earlier; was in bed with her. She actually lay half naked and was making love to this very man. Anil was the man whom she admired secretly. The man who wanted to touch her, who desired her and when possible, flirted with her; lay by her side at that moment. This very man was now fondling and lovingly sucking her breasts.

She was enjoying him and he was enjoying her with her husband’s explicit permission. This situation was highly erotic for her. She was unable to control her body responses leading to the orgasm. She was gyrating and squirming on her buttocks and with a big cry started moaning "Aah!!!! OHhhhhhhhh!!! Keep it up!!!! Don’t leave it. OOOOOOmph!!!" She gave one light jerk and fell quietly on bed after a while. This was my dear wife’s first orgasm.

Whilst we were attending to Neena’s breasts, Neena was clutching Anil’s lungi and holding his cock in her hands but through the fabric. Now was the time, I thought, for me to break the ice further. I asked Anil, why are we holding onto our dresses?

Without waiting for any response from either, I made Neena stand up. As I tried to push down her flimsy excuse of the night gown below her waist; she blushed, turned her head shyly, caught my hands and said in very low voice, “Please dim the lights”. I immediately switched off all lights except one light in a corner below a bed and disrobed her.

Even through dim lights, both of us men watched Neena’s naked body with amazement. She did not have a hair on her entire body except on her head. Her vagina mound was pink colored and without a hint of any hair. Some of her juices leaked out and flowed down wetting her thighs. She had a caved in stomach and flaring ass and bosom. She had no bulge in the middle; her middle was shaped almost like an hour glass. Her breasts, though big, were firm and upright with practically no sag. Her nipples were long, hard and erect with aroused feelings after our sexual activities. She stood resting on my body; limp with shyness and embraced me like a climber plant on a tree.

Anil saw Neena standing naked in my arms. He got up, removed his kurta, came forward and took my dear wife in a very tight and fierce face to face, body to body embrace. She had to turn to face him. She turned and encircled her arms around his waist with her head looking down. Anil kissed Neena with their mouths closely pressed against each other. He wrapped his arms around naked Neena. His fingers touched and squeezed Neena’s bare buttocks; pushing her closer to him.

Anil explored the valley in Neena’s back cage ribs. My dear wife’s lovely breasts were hidden, closely pressed against Anil’s naked hairy chest. I quietly got behind Anil and untied his lungi. It fell loose on his waist and then to the floor and revealed to me Anil’s behind. It indeed was very shapely, but I was not interested in it.

Face to face, Neena and Anil were constantly looking into each other’s eyes. After some time, Neena realized that both she and Anil were buck naked. I thought that she felt awkward and embarrassed standing naked in front of Anil, who also was naked. To reassure her and to let her know that I was with her in this; I picked one of Neena’s hands and placed it on Anil’s big erect cock sandwiched between their bodies. She moved slightly to free Anil’s cock compressed between them.

Neena felt Anil’s naked cock for the first time. She lightly squeezed it and tried to feel it. I also saw Anil’s cock for the first time. I have to admit that it was somewhat longer than mine. In thickness it was perhaps the same or may be slightly thicker. It was the first time she had seen an adult cock other than mine. There was a net of veins circling his cock. It was reddish pink and looked fresh and shining. Neena was speechless. Anil’s cock was wet from his pre-cum. She held onto his cock for several seconds almost two minutes; dumb founded looking at a stranger’s cock so big and solid.

After sometime, when I softly planted a kiss on her cheeks. Seeing my encouraging gesture, she gradually regained composure. With shyness imprinted on her face, she made a ring of two fingers wrapped them around Anil’s cock and began gradual shagging Anil’s cock in her palm. Anil kissed her head. Then Neena saw me behind Anil. She released herself from Anil’s hold and pulled me forward. Anil also came around addressing Neena, “Hey Neena, look, how come, your husband is the only dressed person; where as we are all in our natural dresses? That is not fair.”

Neena blushed. Anil caught the edge of my kurta and with both his hands, pulled it up over my head and dropped it by the side of the bed.

Neena moved near me, embraced me and kissed me. She took my one hand, placed it on her breast and said in a very soft voice, “Raj, I want you to kiss me and make love to me in front of Anil. I am sorry for having scolded you earlier. You are the best husband a woman can have. I want you to make love to me.”

She pushed her hand deep into my lungi (wrap around below the waist) and untied the knot. My lungi fell on the floor leaving me naked. She came forward and saw my erect hard cock, very eager and looking at her in upward direction in anticipation. She caught hold of her favorite companion of many nights and started shagging it vigorously.

I called Anil near to me, placed Neena’s hands in his and pushed them both down on the bed; they caught me also whilst going down and took me with them. We were all now on the bed and I was in real ecstasy seeing my beautiful, lovely and very faithful wife lying naked on bed in tight embrace with another naked man, my close friend, in my presence and with not only my consent but my persuasion.

I thought Neena sensed that it was my desire that she should pleasure her husband and his friend simultaneously. She sensed that it was also my desire that she should give up all her inhibitions and enjoy the two males including her husband. She summarized that her husband wanted to share her with one of his best friends and enjoy the situation fully. This was true. She was prepared to fulfill my desire and forgo her shyness and self esteem, which she was trying to hold onto, till then. My love and respect for my wife increased. No doubt, she had sexual attraction for Anil deeply buried in her heart. She told me so and I thought Anil had guessed it right.

As soon as Neena and Anil hit the bed with me, Anil kept looking at his dream girl, my wife, naked, in his arms. He had only been seeing this in his wildest dreams. Now he found her not only in bed with him but holding onto his cock in her hand so lovingly. He turned around to face Neena and held onto her head with one hand and kissed her on lips fiercely. Anil extended his other hand lower to grip Neena’s buttocks in his hand and squeezed them firmly. Anil wrapped his legs around Neena’s both legs.

She succumbed to Anil easily. Both of them were kissing like old lovers meeting after a long gap. Neena, was holding onto Anil’s cock stroking it gently with one hand and simultaneously lovingly massaging his balls and mildly squeezing them in her palms. This was Neena’s specialty. She has a rare talent of how to caress mates’ testicles for his utmost pleasure. Anil’s erect penis pressed her pussy lips whilst he was kissing her. Neena played with it affectionately and also managed to prevent it from entering her for the fear of unknown. I felt that she was not ready for it yet. Could be that she was trying to prepare her partner for it.

Her other hand held my cock. I lay behind her and I realized that she had to twist her arm to reach my cock behind her. It was uncomfortable. But it seemed that she did not mind it. She shook and pumped both the cocks lovingly. I massaged Neena’s breasts with my hands; one hand above and around her and the other extending from below her. I was massaging her breasts, squeezing her nipples hard and pushing myself from behind into her body with my cock pushing into her ass cheeks. By doing so, I was also pushing her into Anil.

Neena at that moment got up and seemed to have assumed the position of the master (or mistress?) of ceremonies and in hushed tone said, “Anil go down to my legs and kiss me there!”

I realized that she had shed all her inhibitions. She did not elaborate further as to what he should do. Anil did not wait for detailed instructions. He said, “Yes Master!”

But then, Anil went to Neena’s face, kissed her on the cheeks and asked, “May I insert my fingers into you, Master?”

Neena looked at me inquiringly with some anxiety in her eyes. I got up from my position behind her and told Anil, “Anil, Neena today, is not just my wife. For now, she is your wife and lover also. Please deal with her as you would deal with your beloved wife. Make love to her and enjoy her to your hearts’ content. Also give her the pleasure that she deserves as your wife, even if for one day.

Then looking at Neena I said, “Neena, for today; Anil is as much your husband as I am. Love him whole heartedly, surrender to him completely; without any hesitation and without asking my permission. Give him the pleasure that he deserves as your husband and enjoy him and the pleasure that he gives you.

I emphasized the words “Today” and “For now”. I hoped that the meaning was not lost on Anil as well as Neena.

Anil sat up on the bed and kissed her full on the lips. Now he was fully surcharged and so was Neena. Anil turned to face Neena’s vaginal mound. Neena spread her legs apart a little. Anil tried looking at my wife’s love hole and cunt lips as if he had found some prized gift for which, he longed for a long time. When he bent down and actually saw Neena’s love hole, he appeared amazed to see such a small hole. It was like a hole not a slit. From his puzzled expressions, I felt that his wife Anita would have a much bigger slit.

He kneeled down and kissed Neena’s cunt lips and inserted his tongue into her love hole. Neena, hearing my permission, nay direction, to fully surrender to Anil, was so charged that even before Anil touched her pussy, she started twitching and shaking in anticipation. She perhaps recalled her past incomplete flirtations with Anil. This was an experience for me also. She had never before, displayed such high level of sexual desire, as I witnessed that day. To me also, she was never before as desirable, as she was on that day.

Anil had just inserted his tongue into her pussy when Neena jerked. Anil then kept probing her cunt with the tip of his tongue. She was unable to bear the pleasure of his tongue licking his pussy and cunt lips. She was twitching and turning and asked me “Raj, please squeeze my breasts hard and suck them. Drink my milk.”

I was ready and did not delay. Neena was squeezing and shaking our cocks and caressing our balls so gently in her hands. She was now jumping from waist up and down and was unable to control her sensations. Sometimes she asked Anil to kiss her vagina more fiercely, sometimes she asked me to suck her nipples more. Never before had she to attend to two husbands and never before was she attended by two husbands.

Anil vigorously licked Neena’s pussy inserting his tongue tip in and out of her hole repeatedly. She was highly ecstatic, mumbling, moaning and jumping her waist and tummy and crying, "Ahhhh !!!!! Oh !!!! I am not able to bear this. I am unable to control myself. I am Cuuuuuummmmming !!!!" There! She had her second orgasm.

She was sighing heavily and breathing, panting and stretching herself. After sometime, she lay down; as if she was relieved. However, very soon we learned that her energy level was far from subdued, as I could see from the mischief in her eyes.

All of us were sexually super charged and emotionally overwhelmed. However, Neena was far more charged and emotional than the two of us. Although she was physically relaxing, I saw my beautiful naked wife taking Anil into her embrace and guiding his mouth to her breasts. She was very restless and sexually and emotionally under tremendous euphoria.

I realized that, my wife at that time was the most sexually charged person amongst the three of us. This completely shattered my opinion about her sexual inclinations. Neena was so charged by the happenings and our sexual activities that without delay, she resumed pumping our cocks and caressing our balls in her palms and made both of us lay down besides us.

I and Anil looked at each other. I called him near me and told him in his ears, “Anil, let us together, make Neena experience such a height of sexual pleasure that she would never forget this night.” Anil agreed.

Neena saw us mumbling something in each other’s ears and she felt apprehensive and asked, “Hey guys, it looks like you are up to something fishy, that you don’t want me to know. What is it?” both of us smiled, not answering.

Then both of us started working on her with complete earnestness. I sat and pulled Neena’s head in my lap and stretched my legs so that her half body rested on my legs. Anil turned towards her legs and pulled her legs inside his lap so that her toes touched his erect cock. Anil’s out stretched legs were below Neena’s buttocks and between my outstretched legs. He then earnestly finger fucked Neena initially gradually and lovingly. I realized that finger fucking proved to be the biggest and the most explosive erotic foreplay for my dear wife.

Aroused grossly by finger fucking; Neena started twisting and turning. I bent and kissed her mouth, her boobs, her neck and everywhere else on upper parts of her body. I was massaging her boobs like never before. She was shaking in excitement not being able to control her body. Anil was finger fucking her very rapidly now and she was unable to control her third orgasm.

She clutched my cock and started crying loud, “Oh Raj, Anil is playing havoc with me. I am unable to control myself. I am coming again!!!! Neena got up, Pulled Anil’s legs closer to her; held Anil’s long penis in her hands, pulling me also into her fiercely. She started moaning loudly “OOOHHH!!! What has happened to me? Why am I going mad like this today? Ah!!!!!!” And there, she had her third orgasm in such a short time that I was dumbfounded. She rolled and clutched our hands and squeezed them and fell quiet on the bed.

Anil saw that Neena’s pussy was liberally leaking her love juice onto his palm and onto his pussy licking tongue. He was lapping it up in delight. After she finished her orgasm, she stopped Anil and said, “Look, so far you two have been serving me. Now, it’s my turn to serve you.”

Anil winked at me. I was thrilled. Neena, when takes charge of things, can be quite demanding and very organized. She asked Anil, “Please stand up near the wall. I am going to give you a surprise, you will remember for a long time.”

Then looking at me she said, “You Raj, please remain here.” She said pointing to a location behind her. Anil and I did as instructed.

Neena sat up bending on her knees with her buttocks resting on her folded legs. Her hands encircled Anil’s buttocks and pulled him towards her open mouth.

Anil’s erect cock was straight pointing at her lips. She pulled Anil’s buttocks so as to push his cock between her lips and started licking and kissing his hard penis lovingly. Occasionally, with her tongue; she also caressed, licked and smacked Anil’s huge testicles. Anil was so ecstatic. His pleasure knew no bounds. He was pleasantly shocked at Neena’s this act. His wife did not at all like to lick Anil’s penis and never entertained his request for a blowjob. In fact, she condemned any such request from Anil.

Neena tested Anil’s pre-cum from his penis on her tongue. She lapped it and cleaned it up. Anil was overwhelmed by Neena’s this act. He could not control his ecstatic pleasure and gratitude and said, “Bhabhiji, you are the greatest wife. You really know how to give pleasure to your mate. Raj is so lucky to have you as wife. Anita never loves me like this.”

Neena did not respond but continued her licking Anil’s testicles and giving Anil the blow job of his life. She clutched Anil’s buttocks with both her hands and pulled them so that his large cock feeds into her mouth. She pushed her mouth in and out to give Anil the feeling of fucking her mouth. Anil joined her in the rhythm. He held onto Neena’s hair and pulled her mouth onto her cock and pushed it away in reciprocating motion.

Neena was holding Anil’s large cock into her mouth between her lips so delicately without any of her teeth even touching his rock like, yet delicate tool. She rotated her tongue around Anil’s cock’s head; caressing it ever so gently. Anil could not control his pleasure and was moaning, “Uuuhhhhhh!!!” in ecstasy of experiencing his cock being lovingly sucked and testicles being so very affectionately caressed by his beloved woman in real life. Neena was not a slut or whore in his eyes. She was a highly respectable wife for a day and a lover, who was giving him the pleasure he badly wanted.

Whilst giving Anil immense pleasure, Neena pulled me behind closer to her and took my hands and placed them on her breasts. She wanted me to further enhance her erotic pleasure. I did better. I asked Neena to halt for a while and made her sit in my lap. She was experiencing my erect cock on her ass, she was feeling the pressure of my hands on her breasts, and she was holding Anil’s buttocks in her hands and was licking and sucking Anil’s cock hungrily in her mouth. Anil was holding her head in his hands and combing her hair lovingly with his fingers. All of us were very engaged with all our active body parts fully involved and busy.

I always believed that in a sexual act; two men only (not one) can satisfy a woman and one woman can easily satisfy two men. I am talking here about average men and women. It is a fact, if truthfully experienced, that any other combination would be inadequate.

After sometime, whilst Neena was still on the job working on Anil’s cock, I made her raise her hips. She was holding onto Anil’s legs for support, whilst sucking Anil’s cock. I started finger fucking her pussy from behind her. This charged Neena all the more that she started shaking on her feet saying, “Raj, what are you doing. You are making me so hot!!!! Don’t do this. I shall lose all control over myself.”

Not listening; I increased the pace of my finger fucking. I had my three fingers in her tiny love hole. She was now shaking and gyrating. She was reaching her third or fourth orgasm in the night. She started vibrating and moaning loudly, “Raj, what are you doing??? How do you do this so beautifully??!!!!! I beg of you to continue!!! Go On!!!!! I am coming!!!!!!! Ah!!!!!!!! Anil, Hold me.” She just then experienced her fourth orgasm. I knew her weakness of getting finger fucked.

Both I and Anil were also moaning in excitement. It seemed that even as she had just experienced the third or fourth orgasm; she was so quickly nearing her next orgasm. It seemed that sucking Anil’s cock was also such an erotic experience for her. Anil was now pumping his cock into Neena’s mouth and she was sucking and licking it lovingly. I saw expressions of ecstasy on Anil’s face. Perhaps he was nearing ejection; I could not be sure.

Gradually my lovely wife lay down and asked Anil to shift. I was puzzled, what her next move would be. She asked me to climb on her. She said, “I want you to kiss me and make love to me.” Instead of me, I pushed Anil forward. He went forward hesitatingly, looking towards, Neena. Neena looked at me. I nodded my head encouragingly. Anil did not lose time. He quickly climbed over her. He was on top of her crouching on his knees and palms. Anil bent and lifted Neena to take her in his arms. they were in a fierce embrace, pushing and twisting their tongues in each other’s mouths.

They appeared quite comfortable with each other. Anil was looming on top of Neena; supporting his body weight on his knees; his hard cock rubbing Neena’s thighs. This position was making Neena mad. She was experiencing Anil’s long and thick cock throbbing with excitement and rubbing her thighs. I saw from expressions in her eyes that she was craving to have Anil enter her now. She was now ready for her lover to enter her and she thought that she had prepared her lover for ultimate pleasure. She was just unable to control her urge.

I was helplessly watching them from the sidelines.

Neena, saw me without any job in my hands, picked one of my hands and placed it on Anil’s cock. I got the hint. I picked Anil’s cock and after moving him slightly, placed it on my wife’s pussy lips. As soon as Anil’s cock touched Neena’s pussy lips, Neena suddenly jerked and sat up, throwing Anil off balance slightly. Correcting her action, shyly, she took Anil’s cock in one of her hands and started shaking it lovingly. Anil was at the pick of his arousal. Veins on Anil’s cock were pulsating with increased pace of blood flowing through them. Neena could see the shining penis of Anil pointing directly at her pussy hole. Now it was Neena’s turn to offer herself completely to Anil.

She lovingly kept on massaging her cock on her pussy lips. With another hand she made it a point to caress beautifully his rather large balls in her palm. Neena has a prized gift of knowing how to please a man by caressing his testicles to his extreme pleasure. Anil was in tremendous ecstasy. He was very much aroused and could not wait to enter her. His cock was straight, hard and erect. It was eager to penetrate into my wife’s love hole.

Anil lowered his body onto Neena and placed some of his weight onto her. He was concerned lest Neena cried being unable to bear his weight. But God has given women tremendous capacity of bearing body weight of their lovers, when women lie on their backs and men mount them for fucking. Neena not only carried all the body weight of Anil but smiled at him and looked at me and smiled. Anil then bent his head down and kissed Neena madly all over her mouth, then lifting himself, straightening; he kissed Neena all over her body, breasts and her cheeks, neck and everywhere.

Again resuming his position; Anil started forcefully rubbing his hard cock on Neena’s pussy lips. He wanted to prepare Neena well, before entering her tiny cunt hole. It was very difficult for him to hold his cock from entering into Neena’s woman love hole. However, he wanted Neena to give her a lot of pleasure, before entering. He increased the pace of rubbing his cock on Neena’s crack, just probing it and rubbing vigorously.

Neena was so aroused that she was unable to bear the regular brushing of Anil’s cock on her cunt lips. She was shaking. She held my cock and asked me, “Raj!!!! Please hold me!! I am unable to control myself!!! Anil, what are you doing? Raj, Anil is playing with me. Can loving sex be so powerful? I want both of you to love me, fuck me and do anything you want. I cannot hold myself!! Anil, I am unable bear the torture. Please fuck me. Please put it in!! Don’t torture me with this play!!”

She kept jumping on the bed with her waist and hips rising and falling on the bed with each surge in her orgasmic wave!! She cried, “Oh Raj!! Oh Anil!! I cannot withhold myself!!! Hold me please!!! Hold me tight!! I am Coming!!!!!" And she had her what?? I don’t know; I think fifth or sixth orgasm. Her emotions were so over powering that she had orgasm simply by the feel of Anil’s cock rubbing her pussy lips.

This was beyond my comprehension. The hidden sexual part of my wife was getting exposed. I was watching with great excitement and amazement; wondering how my conservative and faithful wife opened herself to the sexual adventures of person other than her husband in the presence of her husband. This was a miracle. Neena was sexually so powerful was a revelation to me.

Anil allowed Neena to cool down after her orgasm. He halted his movements. He let Neena rest a while. On the other hand, Neena, in spite of her repeated and laboured orgasms; signalled Anil to start fucking her without delay. Gradually Anil rose from crouching position to sit on his knees and bent to centre his cock into Neena’s pussy.

Neena was greatly aroused. However, I saw a look of concern on her face. She was perhaps concerned at the prospect of Anil’s big cock entering her small hole. She had this problem with me also. Every time we started fucking, she would caution me on taking care to lubricate and push in slowly. She gently held Anil’s large tool in her hand and rubbed it for some time on the periphery of her pussy and then gradually pushed it slightly into her love hole. Then she expected Anil to do the rest. She shyly murmured in Anil’s ears, “Anil, please push it slowly. Don’t force it in.”

With her palm guiding Anil’s cock; Anil gradually entered her the first time pushing in slightly and pulling back and then doing this several times allowing his and Neena’s pre-cum to lubricate the tip of his long shaft at the entrance of Neena’s woman hole.

Neena’s eye brows were raised in consternation as Anil’s cock entered her hole. Anil’s cock was more than 7 inches long and looked bigger as compared to mine. Anil said, “Neena, don’t worry, I shall be very careful not to cause you any pain.”

Anil penetrated my wife very slowly and gradually started pumping motion in and out of her pussy hole. He experienced extra pressure on the fore skin of his cock. Neena’s hole was so small. Anil’s cock was gripped so powerfully by the walls of Neena’s pussy that Anil experienced extra ordinary sensual pleasure. Neena felt some pain initially as her cunt hole had to expand quite a lot to accommodate Anil’s Cock. I could see this from twitching of her eyebrows and expressions in her eyes.

As the initial pain subsided; Neena then gradually started moving in rhythm with Anil. At this point, there was nothing in this world for these two people except their bodies enjoying each other’s intimate feel. Anil went deeper and deeper into my wife’s pussy with each of his strokes. He had an artistic talent of pleasing his lady companion with his artful master strokes. By his gentle strokes and loving handling of Neena’s body, he was gaining Neena’s approval and admiration. I was seeing Anil’s hips going up and down. I saw his cock repeatedly coming out shining from my wife’s pussy hole and suddenly disappearing into it in a fraction of a second.

As he fucked Neena; Anil let out humphs!! and ohhhhs!! Neena seemed to relish the new sensation deep in her body as could be seen from her expressions. She moaned almost regularly; sometimes crying somewhat like tennis female players playing (although less loudly). After initial pain, Neena enjoyed the reciprocating motion of Anil’s cock into her body. She clutched Anil’s waist helping him in his fucking motion.

Anil caught her breasts with both hands and fondled and squeezed them; occasionally pinching the nipples. When he released Neena’s breasts from his palms to support his body on bed; her breasts would bounce up and down or sideways depending on how the loving couple would move their bodies. I was so much aroused seeing my lovely and faithful wife being lovingly and powerfully fucked by my close friend. My cock was bursting with erection.

I extended my hand and encircled my fingers around Anil’s reciprocating shaft. Anil’s cock was lubricated and my palm had a feel of his cock going in and coming out of Neena’s small pussy hole. I started tickling Neena’s pussy by massaging her pussy’s lips and pressing them onto Anil’s reciprocating cock. Neena experienced the sensation and looked at me sweetly smiling with laboured expressions whilst being hammered by Anil. Her whole body from tip to toe was sliding up and down, wobbling and moving in rhythm with Anil. Her hair was dishevelled.

Anil then increased his pumping motion and Neena matched him stroke by stroke. She rose and dropped her ass rhythmically as Anil pumped her. She was moaning and said, “Anil!! What a great fuck you are!! Please fuck me the whole night. Hey! My hubby, fuck me!! Keep banging me..” She encouraged Anil to fuck her more. After a while, I asked Anil to release my wife’s breasts. I bent down and started kissing her breasts and with another hand I was holding my own cock and shaking it vigorously seeing the lovely couple in sweet movements.

Neena signalled me to push my cock in her mouth so that she could give me a blowjob, whilst getting fucked by Anil. She did not want me sidelined whilst they were fucking. She wanted me to enjoy my share of love making. I tried moving my penis near her mouth whilst Neena was being hammered constantly by Anil at her pussy. It was not working out. The positioning was a problem.

Suddenly Anil stopped. All of us were puzzled. He said,” I want to make this last much longer. I don’t want to ejaculate now.” However, Neena wanted Anil’s cock into her more and more. Neena told him, “Look if you guys are worried about ejaculating in me, don’t worry. I am well protected. In fact, I want both of you to pump your juices right into me.”

However, Anil gracefully halted Neena and withdrew his cock (which was very stiff and hard) from her hole with some apologetic words and asked me to mount her and serve her.

Neena looked at me and saw me holding my cock in my palms, shaking it gradually. She said, “My poor husband. I hope you don’t mind my getting carried away with Anil. He is soo good!!” I put my finger on her lips.


She looked at Anil and said. “OK Anil, you cool off slightly but I do not want this to stop.” She signaled to me to lie down on the bed and she climbed on top of me. Now I could see her breast straight pointing downwards. She said, “Anil please suck my tits whilst I service my hubby.”

She then pushed her pussy onto my erect cock. Whilst pumping her cunt on my cock, she also was holding Anil’s cock in her hands and giving it a loving shake. Now it was her turn to pump her pussy up and down on my shaft. It was such an exhilarating experience to fuck Neena whilst my close friend was watching us. This scenario pumped me up like never before. Neena was in no mood to stop. She went on and on.

Suddenly the dam burst, I just could not control myself and ejaculated into my wife’s pussy. At the same time, she also raised a huge cry saying Ahhhhh!!!!! OHhhhhhhhh!!!!!! “Raj, let me Fuck you, I want to fuck you more and more. Fuck me more. Please don’t stop. Release all you have got into me, go ahead. Anil, please suck my breasts harder and harder, I am cumming!!!!!” and burst into what was her fifth (or sixth no, seventh, perhaps?) orgasm in one night.

Anil was biting away at her breasts. I clutched Neena’s ass and squeezed it hard in ecstasy of releasing my load into Neena’s cave. Gradually I collapsed out of exhaustion. Neena, in spite of her repeated orgasms, was just not controllable. She, seeing me exhausted, pushed me aside and wanted Anil to clean her up. Anil took some tissues and cleaned her pussy of so much of cum, pre-cum and her juices. She quickly sat up and pulled Anil on top of her, again lay down on the bed. She said “Anil, please fuck me so very much that I shall remember it for my life time and go on and on. Now please have no mercy on me.”

Saying this, she pulled Anil, held his cock in her palms and placed it at the entrance of his pussy. This was just the signal, Anil was looking for. Now there was no need for any lubrication. Her pussy was filled with my cum. I suspected that Anil, might have regretted having withdrawn earlier. He might have thought that Neena’s pussy would become slippery and slack and his pleasure would not be the same.

Anil need not have worried. As soon as Anil’s huge cock entered my wife’s tiny pussy hole, it pushed out whatever cum was accumulated in Neena’s tiny pussy hole.

He started fucking her with long and passionate strokes. I was witnessing a huge and long piston entering and withdrawing and entering and withdrawing my wife's pussy hole. She was in no mood to give up. She matched Anil’s strokes, one on one and was pushing up and down her buttocks in rhythm with Anil with so much of Uhhhh!! Ahhhhhh! Mmmmm!!! More!!!! Anil!! Harder!!!!! Etc. Anil was fully aroused and was not going to stop even if the heavens should fall. He was moaning (or growling!!) He had wanted to fuck Neena since the day he saw her and this opportunity he got today was not going to be left unfulfilled.

He increased his speed and so did Neena. She was panting and urging Anil to fuck her harder and harder. I was watching my lady love getting consumed in the fire of pure lust with the person she secretly desired, admired. I saw Anil concentrating on his motions and on Neena’s lush boobs, which he was squeezing and occasionally sucking very hard. There were bids of perspiration on Anil’s forehead.

Neena kept on saying, “Anil, press my boobs harder. Anil, I want this to last the whole night. This is so wonderful!! I have never felt like this. How I missed this all my life!!!" Anil was looking at Neena from atop her as he was coming down and going up. She looked so beautiful. The round red dot on her forehead increased her charm and made her so lovely. Her eyes looked so joyful yet serene, enjoying what her body was experiencing. Whenever their eyes met, she looked so sweetly at him. Anil felt that her eyes were telling him so much. Sometimes, she closed her eyes and seemed to absorb all that Anil seemed to transfer to her body. She seemed to be enjoying deep down; each moment of their mating and wanted to give Anil the utmost pleasure, she could give.

After some time Anil stopped and without removing his cock from my wife’s pussy, told Neena to sit up. Neena was puzzled but obeyed him. Anil’s long cock was still embedded in Neena’s pussy. In the same condition; he took Neena in his lap sitting, facing each other and kissing each other. Now Neena’s two legs were spread on both sides of Anil’s waist, with Anil’s cock jammed in the centre. This was very erotic position. Anil now asked Neena to pump and he himself also started pumping Neena. This was certainly a new position.

Both of them went on like this for a short while after which Anil removed his erect cock and asked Neena to stand down the bed. Neena was unable to guess what was coming. "Stand up, bend down and hold the bed. I am coming behind you." Neena knew she was now going to be fucked in doggy style. She got down and bent down holding the bed. Neena was now tasting the fierce lovemaking of Anil’s strokes banging her pussy like a sledge hammer. Now Anil’s cock entered the deepest points in her body, where no other cock had entered before. Neena was feeling the cock in the deepest points in her belly. Neena said, "Anil, I am feeling you deep inside me, as I have never felt before. I am feeling today like a complete woman giving my men all I have and taking from them whatever they have."

Anil's cock was just un-satiable. He would just not stop. Unlike me, Anil kept on going. Now he was squeezing Neena’s boobs comfortably whilst pumping his rod mercilessly into her.

Looking at their fucking, I got aroused and my soft cock was again developing hard on. It was erect in no time. Getting hammered by Anil, Neena once looked at me massaging my own cock in anticipation. Then Neena stopped Anil without removing his cock from her pussy. She wanted me to stand on the floor at the edge of the bed. Then she placed my legs between her hands, where she was holding the bed for support to withstand the hammer fucking of Anil from behind into her pussy hole. My cock was just above her mouth. She asked me to bend a little and raised her head to bring my cock to meet her mouth.

She started giving my cock, lip treatment. This was a blow job, I shall not forget. She then asked Anil to resume fucking her pussy from behind. Anil was only too glad to oblige. Now Neena was sucking on my cock, pulling my ass so that more portion of my cock enters her mouth. I was charged again. She was being fucked by Anil from behind. My hands were holding her waist to steady her against Anil’s hammering. Whilst fucking, Anil was not leaving her boobs even for a moment. We were all so very busy and all our organs and limbs were fully occupied.

Anil soon reached the limit of his unlimited pumping capacity and told Neena that he is now about to explode. Neena kept on urging him to pump and said “Anil please release your semen into me. Release all you have got inside me without slightest hesitation. This will be my reward for a wonderful night with my two loving husbands for the night. Please do not stop and do not take your cock out until you are fully exhausted.”

I told Neena. “Darling I am also about to explode once again.” Neena hearing this smiled. As she was shaking due to thrusts from Anil, she said, “Raj, darling, please come in my mouth. I want to taste your semen today. I have never done it before. Please do not hesitate. Release all juices into my mouth.”

I immediately released my pant up load of cum into her mouth. I ejected for the second time in less than half an hour. This again was a record for me.

I was amazed to see Neena swallowing all that I released without any adverse comment or expressions. She was today not only my most beloved wife but was my most sexy, intense, erotic, lusty and horny lover also.

On the other side, with a huge burst of cry, Anil released what seemed like a truck load of his sperm into my wife’s lovely pussy. He kept on pumping and pumping her till the last drop came out, but before that my lovely wife had a tremendous orgasm, of which, I lost count. She started crying aloud. After some time Anil withdrew his cock, which I saw was still large but soft. Anil’s white cum was overflowing out of my wife’s pussy. My cock was now flaccid in Neena’s mouth. I gradually withdrew it.

She disengaged herself from her sexual position, sat up on the bed. I and Anil also sat closeted with her on the bed. She came into our laps and was now hysterically crying and kissing me and Anil both at the same time and also one after another. We were kissing her on the mouth, cheeks, shoulder, forehead and her breasts. She was so over powered by love and sex that she was not able to understand the extreme emotions she was going through. We were all in a tight embrace on the bed. At that point we did not care for outsiders. All three of us were just one body.



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