Indian Wife (F29) Bi husband (M32) & US colleague (M38)

Yeah. My husband is bi and he had told me this before marriage and I was cool with it.

I didn’t know it would lead to few perks for myself back then.

Anyway, my husband’s colleague/ friend from US was visiting India last month and we invited him over for dinner. My husband has had a crush on him from a long time and he was eager to meet him. I had seen his pics and he’s handsome. When my hubby floated the idea of making out with him, I agreed.

Ofcourse I said it’s because I love my husband. Not because my pussy was craving for some American cock.

He had ofcourse discussed this with his friend. All three of us were so worked up with the flirting that we didn’t even wait to finish the dinner. Both of them just pounced on me in the living room, kissing me and feeling every inch of my body. They started stripping me and I was made completed naked within a few seconds. They stripped their pants and pushed me to my knees as if I was a slut their had hired.

As I took their cocks in my hands, I observed the sharp contrast between the two men. My husband’s cock was black with a purplish head while his friend had a white one with light reddish head. He had blonde pubic hair trimmed and my husband is completely shaved. My husband has around 6.7 inches cock and thick like a can. And the American had a longer cock like a pole (maybe 8)

I wanted to know if they taste different. I kissed my husband’s cock feeling the taste that I have now become used to. I kissed his friends cock, taking it into my mouth. As I sucked his cok, I could taste his salty precum. Both of them used my mouth to the fullest for the next few minutes.

I coated their cocks with my saliva and then pulled them by their cocks, closer to each other. I looked up at them, the devil in me waking up and made my husbands cockhead touch his friends cock. The American looked in surprise. I pulled my husband’s thick foreskin to the front and closed it around the circumcised shaft of this American. He moaned. And I kissed the tip where the two were connected.

The two cocks were hard and I was leaking.

My husband offered me to his friend and told him he could fuck me as he wanted. I felt like a cheap whore as I lay on the sofa but spread my legs accomodating the guy in my arms and on top of me. He fucked nice and slow making me hornier and closer to my orgasm but he stopped just before I could climax.

My husband saw the frustration on my face and asked me to ride him. I rode his cock trying to get back to the nice speed that me and the American were fucking few minutes before but one again my husband stopped me.

What the f…! I was about to scream at them!

My husband moved us upwards giving some space for the American to get behind me and I felt him spreading my cheeks and poking my ass. I’ve had anal sex before but the minute I felt his cock plunge into my asshole, I shrieked. My husband immediately grabbed me, pulling me down onto him and held me firmly so that I wouldn’t move.

Go slow.. he told his friend. He pulled out and as slowly as he could, he started pushing his cock back into me. Jesus.

Whenever I thought this was it, he had few more inches left to fill me. I felt this pleasure in the pain as both of them plugged me. We had to try a couple of times before finding the right way to move and fuck each other.

As I let out a groan they asked me if I was okay.

I’ll kill you both if you stop now! I dared them.

And next big thrust brought my long awaited orgasm.

I moaned and shuddered and screamed in delight.

But they weren’t done with me. My husband wasn’t done with the American.

He kissed me and asked me if it’s okay? And I agreed.

We disentangled ourselves.

I sat in the between of the sofa, leaned back and spread my legs like an eagle. I invited his friend to come back into my pussy. My husband’s cock had stretched me and now his friend was filling me.

My husband got behind his friend and tried a couple of times before easing his cock inside him. He groaned at the cock inside and I kissed him. Assuring him it’s okay. I moved my hips eliciting sweet pleasure for both of us. My husband was moving behind him. His ass felt tight and heavenly, he would later say.

We fucked like for minutes. Giving each other everything we could. My husband would pump his friend with force and his friend would pump me trying to transfer all that force into my pussy. I moaned and bit and clawed his back as I felt all the force being pounded into me by the two men. I heard my husband moan as he came inside his friends ass and I grabbed the side pillows as my orgasm hit me as I felt this American fill my pussy with his cum.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/11njxjn/indian_wife_f29_bi_husband_m32_us_colleague_m38