I guess the phrase ‘Third time lucky’ did come true for me. I will be sharing my third threesome sex capade. It was nothing short of a steamy, stunning and stupendous session with a married couple at Mumbai Oyo.
Given the fast-paced Mumbai life, the planning and eventual meet were engineered such that timings suited both of us – the couple and myself. The couple had approached me to post checking my profile on Xhamster desi.
Post-know-how calls and background verification, it was decided that a casual meetup was not required. We shall directly meet to do the deed. Normally I prefer a casual coffee date to set ground rules and discuss likes and dislikes. Also, facial stats and body contours can be gauged in these casual first meets.
Let me first introduce the couple. The husband is a Restauranteur who hails from the South. A Tamilian at its core. Although bald. He had a muscular build, hairy body, tall demeanour and brown skin tone. His name was Mr Shetty. He’d probably be a 5’9″ hunk of age 35.
The wife was a real catch. Only a few women age with grace. She was one of those few. I still feel she can enter any college when she dons a Tee and Jeans with a bag, and no one would doubt for a sec. Although she was 30, I’d still call her nothing more than 21 in a guesstimate.
Fine body contours of 36-30-36 made her a bombshell who any guy would drool over. Her ass and boobs reminded me of the Kardashians. Five feet tall, fair silky skin, body texture, long black wild natural hair. Her plump ass made her a perfect housewife to be fucked. Her name was Janasheen.
Finally, the weekend had come, which we so awaited. We decided to check in at a Hotel parallel to Metro Line 1. It was a bit secluded and in the mid of a 75-year-old Punjabi Sikh Residential Township. We both checked in separately in different rooms booked 10 minutes apart.
But the gods were in our favour, I guess. Both our rooms were opposite to each other. Yeah! What are the odds? Took a shower and changed into something appealing attire. Burberry Sky Blue Shirt and Zudio Jeans donned over Promax shoes, croc belt and covered 6″ Jhonny with xyxx undies.
I knocked on their room door and was greeted by Mr Shetty. He inquired about my name and then signalled me to enter and sit on the sofa. He smiled and introduced his wife. I was taken aback by her looks and gorgeous appearance.
She was in a hot red saree with a matching blouse and mangalsutra dangling between her large boobs. But, I controlled my emotions and didn’t revert anything except my smile. Threesomes can be tricky, and a few seconds of silence can kill the vibe or make the bond distant.
Hence, I quickly reciprocated by asking about their travel and casual stuff. We conversed for 2 or 3 minutes. But the wife sat quietly on the bed the whole time. I gauged that she might be nervous or, worst, unwilling. I asked Mr Shetty, “Is it be okay to converse with her alone just to get to know her better?”
He agreed and went into the washroom. Any #threesome article would tell you the same thing as the primary rule – the purpose/reason for doing it. If it is done for odd and selfish reasons, it could create havoc in the relationship between the 2 partners. Whether FF, MF, or MM post, the third guy does the deed.
I walked slowly, sat beside her on the bed and asked her name. She reciprocated by telling, “My name is Kareena post marriage. But, my real name before marriage was Janasheen.” The second and most important question which I asked her upfront.
Was she okay with it, or was she doing it because of pressure from her husband? She replied, “I’m doing it because he wants me to do it.” I inquired, “But do you like it, or have you seen it in porn?” With a lusty smile, she said, “Yes, I like watching porn with my husband. Feel that we can try it too.”
I sighed in relief and tried to proceed about her likes. I was interrupted by her husband, who came out from the washroom. As expected, the eagerness and excitement were visible in his dark smile. He came near us and told us to start the sex session.
He even pushed her petite wife towards me and said to her, “Toṭaṅku.” (to start the act). I asked him to give us five more minutes and said we needed chocolates and water. So, if he can get it, he paused momentarily but agreed, looking me in the eye.
His wife was much more relaxed. She shared about their business, marriage duration and typical housewife duties. I shared about the ground rules like no bite marks, use of protection, safe words, etc. She agreed to the same. I came closer to her.
I inquired about her sexual likings and what she does for her husband. She replied, “Yes, I give him blowjobs, but the sex is mostly in a few positions. I have never done backside.”
I said, “Then this session would probably help you try something new and excite your marital life. And I think first and foremost that we should be friends.” She smiled. I asked her about any pet name she likes being called by. She said it was ‘Jaan’.
Just then, there was a knock on the door. I asked her to open it, saying, “It might be him!” It was Mr Shetty. He entered and sat on the sofa. Still sitting on the bed, I told him we were now friends and could proceed. I looked at her and asked, “Can we start with a hug?”
She looked at Mr Shetty. After his nod, she moved from the bed for the first time. She came near me, covering the last distance between us. With her arms open, she embraced my chest and back while giving me our first hug. While still on the sofa, the husband said, “It all begins with a hug, always.”
After a minute of caressing her back, neck and shoulders, I was engrossed in her warmth. I moved on to her neck, kissing my way from the nape edges to her whole neck. She loved it as I could hear her small breaths and how she was playing with my hair and caressing my back.
I started giving small sucks, hot air blows and seductive kisses on her neck. She started moaning slowly. I upped the tempo and moved towards her cheeks and ultimately to her lips. I did not kiss her directly. Just brushed my lips several times beside her while still kissing her cheeks and ear lobes.
She was getting restless as she tried to centre my head with her for a proper kiss. I reciprocated and gave her a lip lock as best as I could. So long was the kiss that I explored each millimetre of her lips’ inner and outer petals. I figured I should not turn it into a Frenchie and wait for the right moment.
The smooch when on really long that I forgot to let her breathe. Mr Shetty said, “Start removing her clothes and excite her further.” That broke the kiss, and she heaved a sigh. I was in no hurry. I took her back in my arms, bent a little. I made her rest on my thighs to kiss her like a new bride.
She loved the foreplay, as indicated by her play of hands. I took her on top of me while still kissing with both her legs on either side of my stomach. She was rubbing my crotch in between. I signalled the husband to join with my left hand while my right hand explored her boobs from the top of her clothes.
Mr Shetty joined in and tried to kiss her nape from behind. He was a bit wild, rough and eager to open her saree and make her naked. Meanwhile, I neither stopped kissing nor massaging her boobs from the top of her clothes. She was still sitting on me.
Mr Shetty was successful in opening her blouse straps from behind. But the pins attached didn’t allow him to uncover the saree pallu. I finally allowed her to break the foreplay and open her pins to remove the red hot georgette saree. I took both pins and kept them aside.
I restarted the kissing while playing with her long, open hair. She was still dry-humping my dick from above my jeans. I pinched her bra hooks and opened it in one go. She liked it, as that’s when she pulled my hair and moaned. Her blouse, bra and saree were mid-way open. So I removed it from the front side to get a clear naked view of her boobs.
My my, that was a sight to behold. Large but sagging and protruding nipples on light brown island areolas. The blouse barely holds them together. I signalled Mr Shetty to come and stand beside her left side. I got up halfway to suck on the right boob. It was a no-brainer.
He got the point and started sucking the left boob. But he was very wild, vigorous and lusty while doing it. I was sucking the whole right boob and tried to take it all in my mouth. Normally I suck boobs for a very long, starting around the edges, the areolas and then the nipples.
But here, I had to focus on the central boob and nipples. It sagged a little, which avoided boob side edges exploration. She held her husband’s bald head in one hand and mine in the other, increasing the grip every moment. As expected, her body was excited to a new level.
I moved from the boob towards her lips. I again started with the kissing while murmuring, “Now, after boobs, we will suck your pussy. Is that okay?” She replied with a smile. While I noticed Mr Shetty had stopped boob sucking and started getting undressed.
I took the opportunity to roll her again on top of me while still kissing. But now, the kiss was turning into a French kiss. With each passing moment, I had a tongue fight like a Japanese hentai porno smooch. I took her hand and signalled her to my chest.
She understood and started to unbutton my shirt and caress my bare scant hair chest. Meanwhile, I gave different kisses (fishy, pouty, top, bottom, etc). She seemed to reciprocate and copy each with complete amazement and lust. Mr Shetty was naked now with his lucid dick dangling like a pendulum.
I made her lie on the back and broke the lip lock to get up and remove my unbuttoned shirt. I came behind her and started kissing her like Tobey Maguire in Spiderman from upside-down. Mr Shetty removed her petticoat and was deeply involved in sucking her pussy.
Her moaning was a bit high than the previous kissing and boob-sucking moans. I guess Mr Shetty did give her a few bites or went very deep in her pussy hole through his tongue. I unbuttoned my jeans top button and laid down the zipper to expose my dick.
While still kissing, I took her hands and brought them near my undie. She was smart enough to understand to lower the undie. She started jerking my dick with both hands while I kissed and sucked her boobs. Then she got a hold of my dick real hard.
I gauged she was in heat now due to our dual efforts, and we better start the fucking. I asked Mr Shetty, deeply engrossed in pussy sucking, to enter her. He told, “I want her to enjoy. You do it first.” I didn’t argue, and we exchanged our duties on her top and lower body.
Mr Shetty gave her the same kiss. I took out the Durex Air Condom to cover my dick. I didn’t waste more than a few seconds to position myself between her legs to penetrate. She wasn’t as lubricated as expected. Maybe the pussy suck should have been done more or differently, or fingering was not done.
Nonetheless, I couldn’t hold on as the foreplay lasted about an hour. I still played along her pussy walls for a while and entered half. She felt it as she broke the kiss and glanced at me. I asked Mr Shetty to suck her boobs while I fuck her in a cowboy position with slow and medium strokes.
She seemed dry still. Hence after a few minutes, I made her stand halfway up to fuck her in the Lotus position. I made Mr Shetty suck her boobs. With the change in position, she was flowing love juices. It helped me increase the pace of fucking.
After another few minutes, I lay on my back and made her ride me in a cowgirl position. Positioned her legs so she could get up the full length of the dick tip and jump back my shaft. She was doing it with utmost lust. Biting her lips and playing with her boobs.
I told Mr Shetty to join the action from behind and enter her. But, he said, “Let her enjoy. I will just watch,” and sat on the edge of the bed. We now were fucking like for more than half an hour. She murmured to take a break after her orgasm with Mr Shetty.
I was going on with full glory to ram her to the fullest extent while being laid on my back. But I obliged after a few strokes. I asked to climb out my dick and lay beside me. She did the same. I asked Mr Shetty to sleep beside me and make a threesome sandwich.
To be continued.
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