Saturday, 10 August 2013

Best friends sharing wives

Best friends share everything, that’s what my husband Sharad and his best friend Suresh Bhaiya use to think about life and according to them, their wives, me; Tripti and Rita Bhabhi are not at all exception of that everything category. As it could be guessed this story is about wife swapping, me getting fucked by my husband’s childhood friend Suresh Bhaiya and at the same time Rita Bhabhi;
Suresh Bhaiya’s wife getting fucked by my husband, in the same room and on the same bed and in front of our husbands, moreover our husbands were somewhat helping each other by holding our legs apart to get their wives fucked and sucked properly. Although it was just not their lust for each other’s wife who drove our husbands out of their mind but initially it seemed like that to me so I am narrating this life incident as it happened to me.
Starting from the beginning I will say that my husband Sharad and Suresh Bhaiya are childhood friends, they have studied together since they were in 5th standard and at present there friendship is more than twenty years old and as I said earlier they are true friends who are ready to give even their lives to each other.
From the day one I was married to Sharad I could see that Sharad has a special place in his life for Suresh Bhaiya and like me I am sure Rita Bhabhi would have seen her husband’s affection for Sharad and truly speaking we both were glad with it. Like Sharad and Suresh Bhaiya with in no time I and Rita Bhabhi also became very good friends as since our marriage we use to meet regularly, at least on one weekend of every month.

We use to sit together for long in anyone’s house to drink and eat, or sometimes in some restaurant and sometimes use to go for late night movie and use to stay at each other’s place in the night and life was going like this casually until that day. Talking about couples first, I am Tripti in my mid thirties and at present my marriage with my husband is more than 6 years old rather almost seven and I have a five year old son,
like me Rita Bhabhi is also married to Suresh Bhaiya from more or less same time, or to be more precise 3-4 months more than me but they didn’t had any child, initially they were postponing getting into their parenthood and at that time when this incident happened they were trying for a child from last couple of years but they did not succeeded.
Anyway following the custom of sex oriented site talking about physical appearance, both the males are nearly 5’10” with good looks, broad shoulders, strong built and hell of stamina to fuck a female like me and Rita Bhabhi. Talking about females, I will say that in appearance I and Rita Bhabhi are just opposite to each other; Rita Bhabhi is good looking female with small and curly hairs hardly up to her shoulder.
She has petite body, standing maximum 5’, fair skinned with sexy, smooth, slender and stunningly curved sexual assets. Her breasts are not big but medium sized like big ripe mangoes, her waist is slender with a flat belly having not even ounces of extra flesh and as I said I am just opposite to her.
Though I am also fair and good looking female any day taller than her, but with heavy sexual assets, flabby breasts, nearly of the size of small water melon with nice fleshy thighs. Unlike Rita Bhabhi I have bit of belly but as compared to her I have attractive bottom as my ass mounds are jutting out a lot from my body and are more widely spread as compared to Rita Bhabhi’s hips.
Now talking about our sex lives, since then when I was fucked by Suresh Bhaiya for the first time, I will say that I had pretty ordinary sex life, although my husband is vey naughty in bed and has good sex appetite as compared to me but truly speaking at my end from last one year, sex was going monotones and I was losing interest in that and Sharad was also more or less going through same phase.
As far as Rita Bhabhi is concerned, she told me after this incident, that they were also leading same sort of life on bed from few months where Rita Bhabhi was having less desire as compared to Suresh Bhaiya and like me she was also losing interest in sex day by day but for some other reason.
Through casual conversations about sex we both; I and Rita Bhabhi knew this fact that our husbands are very naughty, although they use to address each other’s wife by calling them Bhabhi but they always stare at each other’s wife’s body lustfully and we both have caught each other’s husbands often while doing that and we always took all this casually as we both knew that men will always be men
but certainly none of us could ever think in our weirdest imagination that Sharad and Suresh Bhaiya will agree to exchange their wives on bed and they will fuck us like sluts on the same bed especially when we both use to address each other’s husband by calling Bhaiya after their name.

Anyway after bit of Intro about our life and friendly relation now I would like to go to the incident straightaway, must tell you in advance that it is a long description and may get publish in parts and I may fail to narrate it as good as people do on this blog because I am not a professional writer,

I am just trying to write whatever happened to me in an erotic and spicy way so that apart from going through my real life incident readers can enjoy reading my stuff, though somewhere I am hundred percent sure that readers will not believe that it is a true incident. What can I say for that, when it did not seemed real to me even when it was happened to me then certainly it will not seem real to readers too,
even then I will say that it is real life incident and whatever I have wrote down, even the conversing words written here are more or less true. Last summer almost a year back from the time I am writing all this, all of a sudden my husband made a program of going out of town for bit more then week’s time and this year Suresh Bhaiya and Rita Bhabhi were also going with us.
I was bit surprised with that because as such we did not had any plan to go out, we were planning something else for the money we use to spend on that and I asked Sharad about that too but he ignore getting into much detail. I spoke to Rita Bhabhi about this and like me she was also surprised with a plan because they never use to go out casually for holidays because of Suresh Bhaiya’s disinterest in traveling.
Once again I was surprised when I came to knew about the place we were going, it was really far and we were going by air. Although I knew this very well that whole tour is going to cost us a lot, which hardly fits in our regular budget even then I was really excited, altogether it was a good plan as we were going to the place which was genuinely beautiful,
although it was not a hill station but it was not visited by us earlier, moreover Rita Bhabhi and Suresh Bhaiya were also accompanying us so like me everyone was in good mood. Everything ran according to schedule, leaving my child at Sharad’s brother’s place with their two kids for a week’s time, by the time we reached to the destination it was afternoon and we all were bit tired as we were awake nearly from 4 O’clock in the morning.
We acquired one two bedroom flat sort of house with a ready kitchen and attached bathrooms; it was already reserved by my husband and after having bit of lunch together we decided to take a short nap. We, me and my husband Sharad came to our bedroom and Suresh Bhaiya and Rita Bhabhi went to the other one and now as far as I knew my husband I was expecting that Sharad is going to ask me
for a fuck and truly speaking I was also desiring that because we were sexually not in contact from more then 10-15 days but to my surprise he did not asked for that, rather he did not reflected even a single expression that he is aroused. We both slept for nearly one and a half hour and by the time I got up and came out of room Rita Bhabhi was making tea for all of us and after that we had a plan to roam around in the local market.
Everything ran as expected and neither I nor Rita Bhabhi felt anything wrong in our Husband’s intentions, although once while roaming Sharad told me that that I am going to get fucked badly tonight in his typical Hindi words saying “Aaj raat ko tumhari bahut Chudai hogi” above that couple of times I caught my husband staring at Rita Bhabhi’s body as well but as such there was nothing
which was unusual in this and while coming back in the flat late evening, as decided mutually we bought one full bottle of Vodka with intentions of sitting together and chit chatting and it happened too but not for long. We; both the females were expecting that these men are going to sit at least till 12 as they use to but they winded up around 9:00 after having 3-4 pegs and very light dinner,
I and Rita Bhabhi also had 2 drinks, as we use to take it. Since then everything was casual and nothing unusual. They; both men moved out of the house to take a short walk and we both sat together with a television and had casual womanly chit chat and later after their arrival we both moved to our bedrooms with our husbands.
Now once again I was expecting that Sharad is going to fuck me and I could see that he was in good romantic mood. I changed and came to bed with a single piece night wear, wearing just Panty underneath, Sharad also took of his clothes and wore shorts and remained in undershirt on upper half.
We kissed nicely and spent some quality time with each other in chit chatting and caressing each other’s body and planned for upcoming expenses. After a long tiring heat of Delhi and hectic workload of working housewife I was enjoying this time and had a desire to get intimate with my husband as soon as possible but Sharad and Suresh Bhaiya was having something else in mind.
Unexpectedly when I was thinking about switching of light Sharad asked me for one more drink and I got up and came out to make it, I was bit surprised to see Rita Bhabhi doing same thing for Suresh Bhaiya, she was also out of the room to make drink for her husband. I giggled a bit while cracking a naughty joke that these men will not be able to do anything with us if they will have one more drink after this and my words to Rita Bhabhi were
“agar inhone ek ek drink aur liya to ye log humare saath kuch nahi kar paayenge”. Anyway we both reached back to our bedrooms with a strong drink like our husband always liked. At my end Shard sipped a bit to check the amount of alcohol in that and then pulled me in his arm and bought that glass to my lip and told me to sip.
I casually took the sip and made expressions of gulping too much of alcohol in one sip and spoke “tum piyo issko…main nahi pee sakti” but to my surprise Sharad told me to finish it by saying “ye saara tumhen hi pina hai….” And then he spoke again “tum jitna jayada nashe mein rahogi, utna jayada mazza aayega tumhari lene mein” I smiled a bit on my husband’s words as I was use to of all this,
moreover I use to like his tiny naughty words over lovemaking especially in Hindi and Sharad very well knew this. I had few more sips of the drink and then tried to avoid it but my husband addressing my name, insisted me gulp fast and told me that this will be my most interesting night as far as sex is concerned and I will not forget this night throughout my life saying
“Tripti tum jaldi issko peelo…I must tell you ki jahan tak sex ka sawal hai, I am sure ye tumhari life ki sabse interesting raat hone waali hai” his words aroused me a bit and I somehow gulped bit more and could feel the effect of alcohol over my gesture. Next Sharad took the glass to my lips again and told me to gulp it in one go and I somehow did that.
Keeping empty glass aside Sharad once again took me in his arms and we kissed properly and slowly Sharad’s hands moved to my body and I started getting aroused. After bit of breast play my husband inserted his hand in my panty and found me full of hairs. He was not expecting that, he always loved clean shaven fuckhole and from the beginning I was bit lazy in doing that.
Sharad somewhat spoke sarcastically that when I knew that we are going out on holiday then I would have shaved my fuckhole saying “jab tumhe maloom tha ki hum ghumne jaa rahe hain to tumhen in baalon ko hatta ke aana chahiye tha, you know I hate these hairs, not only me, every male I know hate it” I smiled a bit on her words, especially his statement that every male he know,
hate these hairs and asked her back in funny gesture who else except him hate them and his reply was Suresh also hates it and with that he added that Rita Bhabhi always keep her fuckhole clean shaven by saying “Rita Bhabhi hamesha apni Chut ke baal saaf rakhti hain”. I smiled again and asked him again that how he knows that and Sharad’s reply to my question was “I know that…if you want to confirm you can go and ask her”.
With that Sharad got up and took out razor from the outer pocket of the bag and spoke again “Aaj tumhari Chut ki shave main khud karunga”. This time I was surprised with his words and I jumped from bed and tried to get away from him but Sharad held my wrist and took me the bed again and took off my nighty too.
I was stark naked as I was not wearing bra underneath and at that time I was trying to run away from my husband. I told him that I will do the shave myself but next day but Sharad Didi not agreed and somehow managed to agree me and took me to the bed and started tying my wrists with my stroll and then somehow he tied other end of the stroll to the bed so that I cannot take my hands down to my thighs or to be more precise to my fuckhole.
I tried a lot to avoid all this but Sharad was in really very strange mood and told me that this is my punishment of not keeping my fuckhole shaved in advance. Next Sharad somewhat sat on my spread legs to keep them straight and started removing hairs of my fucking cunt after making it bit wet with water. It took Sharad 5-10 minutes to clean hairs of my fuckhole and by the time he ended I was gone crazy.
Truly speaking girls feeling of getting shaved by your husband is really very strange and I never knew this. Along with that I could make out that it was impact of alcohol which was making me feel tempted to get stuffed down there and above that Sharad did not stopped talking to me vulgar while removing my hairs and like always his words were in Hindi and he was trying to arouse me with his skill of speaking words like Lund Chut and all and they were working.
I must mention few statements which he spoke while shaving my cunt and they were pure hint that someone else is going to fuck me because he did not spoke I will fuck you or anything addressing himself and his few statements were “Tripti tum aaj ki raat bahut enjoy karne waali ho… aaj tumhari Chut ko bahut Chusa jaayega…aur Bahut-bahut Choda jaayega”
(Tripti you are going to enjoy this night….tonight your fuckhole will get sucked a lot and you will be fucked a lot) “tumhe maloom nahi hai…tu m kya cheez ho…..log tumhen Chodne ke liye kuch bhi karne ko tyar hain” (You don’t know exactly what you are…people are ready to do anything to fuck you….). Like that Sharad went on speaking and removing my hairs and I went on moaning in strange pleasure and intense desire of getting fucked.
Finally Sharad ended cleaning my fuckhole hairs and got up and cleaned the mess of trimmed hairs from the bed. I asked him to release my hands now but he denied to do that and once again spoke such words saying “Aaj tum aise hi Chudogi…“ (Today you will get fucked like this only) And after saying this he took out small bundle of rope from somewhere and started tying my legs too.
It was really very strange feeling, although it was not first time I was going through all this, in past couple of times Sharad has fucked me after tying my hands but not legs, also he use to tie me casually not tightly like this, this time Sharad wanted to block my movement and I was really restless moreover I was bit desperate to feel him deep inside me,
I wanted to make things happen as soon as possible but my Husband was somewhat teasing me and finally he ended tying my legs straight and apart, he extended that rope to tie the other corner with a leg of the bed so that I cannot move my legs at all and slowly came closer to me, sat down on the floor and kissed me nicely and moved his hand over my clean fuckhole and spoke
“Mast Chikni ho gayi hai Tumhari Chut, Bahut mazza aayega Suresh ko isse Chusne mein” I was excited and initially did not bothered what he spoke but hardly after few seconds I realized that Sharad has said that Suresh Bhaiya will enjoy sucking my fuckhole and I asked her in bit confusion “what are you saying….?” “Yes Darling…Aaj tumhre saath jo hoga.. wo Suresh karega….aur main Rita Bhabhi ke saath karunga”
(Yes Darling, today whatever will happen with you, Suresh will do, I will do it with Rita Bhabhi) this time Sharad somewhat clearly spoke whatever was going to happen with us but even at that time I thought he is kidding and I spoke in bit of anger “Sharad kya bol rahe ho…pagal ho gaye ho kya? Have you gone mad?”
“Haan…. hum dono hi pagal ho gaye hain….Rita Bhabhi ne mujhe pagal kiya hua hai aur Suresh ko tumne….” Sharad replied casually and got up and unbolted the door of our bedroom from inside and dialed Suresh Bhaiya’s no and just spoke, “haan…bhai…..Tripti to Ready hai….?” “Ok..aaja Bhabhi ko lekar” and then he disconnected the line and looked at me,
I was really confused and could not think anything, even then I could not believe whatever Sharad spoke to Suresh Bhaiya “Suresh Rita Bhabhi ko Nanga karke yahan laa raha hai…” (Suresh is bringing Rita Bhabhi here after making her naked) once again Sharad uttered and came on bed lied facing towards me on the other half of the bed with a support of his elbow.
I tried to release myself but failed as I was tied very tight with the clear intentions of fucking me forcefully. I spoke and somewhat yelled over Sharad by saying, “Sharad what is this… leave me….” Sharad smiled a bit and once again came closer to me and kissed me on my lips and spoke while looking into my eyes
“you just remember that I love you… aur ye sab jo main kar raha hun…ye karna bahut zaroori hai…and it should not affect our love” (whatever I am doing, is important ) I was about to reply him for his words just then I heard some noise from outside and I could hear Rita Bhabhi saying something but I could not understand her words except “Suresh Please……Suresh…!”
and just then Suresh Bhaiya entered in the room by pushing the door while holding Rita Bhabhi’s wrist, though Sharad told me but still I was really surprised to see that like me even Rita Bhabhi did not had even a single thread on her body, She was also stark naked and struggling with her husband,
trying to set her wrists free from his grip and as Suresh Bhaiya entered in the room he looked at me lying nude showing my fuckhole and breasts, tied on the bed he smiled and spoke in low hesitant voice “Wow…Bhabhi…you are amazing ” Rita Bhabhi was still struggling and she was also shocked to see me lying tied their as nude as she was.
Suresh Bhaiya’s grip over Rita Bhabhi’s wrist was tight and she was busy in trying setting herself free and my husband Sharad was just looking at her and could not move his eyes from there naked slender body . “please help Yaar…hold her…. issko bhi baandh de Bhabhi ke side mein” Suresh Bhaiya tried to take Sharad’s attraction by telling him help him and to hold her wife
as Rita Bhabhi was struggling hard and told him to tie Rita Bhabhi beside me and my husband reacted immediately and held Rita Bhabhi’s legs and they lifted her to the bed beside me and within next 5-6 minutes like me Rita Bhabhi was also tied on the bed with her hands together, starched up and legs apart and stretched and now like me she was also revealing her fuckhole clearly.
I tried a lot to set myself free while both the males were busy tying Rita Bhabhi but I failed and whatever grip I loosened of my hands by pulling it again and again very soon my husband made it again, rather he tied my hands with the rope again over the stroll which he seemed bit doubtful to hold me.
Now we both, Rita Bhabhi and me were tied stark naked and our husbands were staring each other’s wives like hungry dogs and at our end we both were screaming on them but it hardly mattered to them and they both remained silent for some time till we stopped screaming and abusing them as our throat was getting dry.
Rita Bhabhi asked for water and Suresh Bhaiya served her slowly with a bottle, Sharad made me drink and spoke after few seconds while looking into my eyes, “relax….we will not do anything wrong with you….tumhare saath jo aaj tak hota aaya wohi hoga….bas karne wala dusra hoga” (relax….we will not do anything wrong with you…like past same thing will be done to you…but someone else will do)
I was about to speak and yell over my husband but just before that Suresh Bhaiya spoke in soft voice while looking at me and my body “Sharad Rita ke saath karega aur main aapke saath karunga..” Suresh Bhaiya was on the other side of the bed as he was standing closer to his wife. I looked at him, he was smiling, “Suresh stop all this…just leave us…” Rita Bhabhi spoke in husky voice,
“Bhabhi ab jo ho raha hai hone do, at least ek baar….” (Bhabhi let the things happen…At least once) This time my husband replied to Suresh Bhaiya’s wife and he was not at all hesitant in saying that and like Suresh Bhaiya he was also smiling while looking at her naked body. “Sharad….we don’t want to do it…please…leave us”
this time I spoke to Sharad in bit of anger but it hardly changed Sharad’s facial expression and he replied casually “ek Baar kar low Suresh ke saath….I will not force you again….and I promise it will not change our relation…” After that Suresh Bhaiya spoke again to my husband and told him to leave us alone for some time in the same state and asked him if he wants to have one drink and both agreed and went out to make drink after checking the ropes one more time.
Now I and Rita Bhabhi were alone in the room and stark naked, although we tried but we both were tied in a way that we could not think of set our self free. “Bhabhi…ye sab kya ho raha hai….?” I asked Rita Bhabhi what all is happening, “I don’t know….I can’t believe ki Suresh aisa kar sakta hai” Rita Bhabhi replied,
“even I can’t believe...Sharad has just gone mad” we both were puffing bit heavy while looking sideways to each other’s face because of surprise and bit of excitement. Certainly I was excited and could not stop thinking whatever both men spoke or somewhat told us that we are going to get fucked by each other’s man and I spoke once again asking Rita Bhabhi,
“Now what Bhabhi…Suresh Bhaiya is going to fuck me…?” “Haan…that’s what they said…aur Sharad Bhaiya mere saath karenge” Rita Bhabhi replied and I could make out that she was also getting excited. “Bhabhi mujhe nahi karna Suresh Bhaiya ke saath….” (Bhabhi I don’t want to do it with Suresh Bhaiya….)I spoke again while puffing in bit of frustration,
“mujhe bhi nahi karna tumhare husband ke saath…rather ab to mujhe mere husband ke saath bhi nahi karana…but what can we do”. (Even I don’t want to do it with your husband, rather now I don’t want to do it with my husband) “Yes…I don’t want to do even with Sharad….” I replied to her and then spoke again
“ye sab inka planned tha…iss liye Sharad ne mujhe forcefully apna drink pila diya just to make me dozy” I replied “Haan….same here…mujhe bhi…” Rita Bhabhi replied. “Now what?” I asked Rita Bhabhi again, “Nothing…we can’t do anything…except getting fucked” Rita Bhabhi spoke in bit of disheartening voice and then she paused for a fraction but then spoke again
“You can try…Suresh ko hit kar dena…jab tumhare oopar letega, I can’t do anything Sharad Bhaiya bahut heavy hain, main to hil bhi nahi paaungi” hearing that once again I started puffing as now I was imagining that Suresh Bhaiya is going to lie over me and I could feel my nipples getting erect and bit of wetness in my fuckhole and I could see that Rita Bhabhi was also in more or less same condition, her breasts were swollen and like mine her nipples were also erect.

It was a span of 5-q0 minutes and that was what we spoke last before males enter in the room again with bit of giggle and with the glasses in their hands, bare chest wearing just underwear both stood bit far from the bed.
For the first time I was looking at Suresh Bhaiya in that state, I could make out the bulge in her underwear and that was all because of me and like him Sharad was also heavy and erect in his boxers and that is because of other naked woman on the bed; Rita Bhabhi. Next Sharad, my husband spoke to me,
“Tripti tum kitni moti hoti jaa rahi ho, apne aap ko thoda sa maintain kiya karo….dekho Rita Bhabhi ki body kitni pyari hai” (Tripti you are getting fat, just try to maintain yourself…see Rita Bhabhi’s body is so lovely) Sharad was looking at Rita Bhabhi’s naked body while saying that and I too looked at her and could see that like me she was also feeling embarrassed while lying naked in front of some other man,
that is when her own husband is also present there. Before I would have thought about saying something, or screaming over my husband Suresh Bhaiya spoke to him “Kya baat kar raha hai yaar, mera to Bhabhi ko poore kapdon mein dekhkar hi khada ho jaata hai, abhi soch mera kya haal ho raha hoga, jab ye poori Nangi leti hui hain mere saamne”
(what are you saying, I get hard on when I see Bhabhi (me) in full clothes, just imagine what I will be feeling right now, when she is lying naked in front of me) Suresh Bhaiya was looking at me while saying that and now he was getting confident with his voice and he caressed his penis over his underwear as he saw that I am looking at him.
“To daal de naa yaar…khuli to padi ye hai saamne….daaru kya pee raha hai?” My husband Sharad instantly replied to his friend, told him to insert into me instead of having drink as I am lying in front of him. I was speechless, could not think of saying anything against his shamelessness and I could see that Rita Bhabhi was also in same state.
For both of us it was height of being embarrassed and somewhere I could make out that men were trying to arouse us with their conversation and up to an extent it was working, at least on me. “Nahi abhi ruk thodi der, Chut Gili hone de inki…tadapne de dono ko thodi der…kam se kam adha ghanta.” (No, not now, let their fuckhole get wet…let them suffer for some time…at least for half an hour)
Suresh Bhaiya spoke to Sharad and told him not to hurry and wait for at least half an hour so that we can get wet in our fuckholes. “Adha Ghanta? Check kar leta hun ungli daal kar, Tripti ki to gili hogi… she was aroused?” (Half an hour?, let’s checkout by putting in the finger, Tripti(me) should be wet, she was aroused)
Sharad replied with bit of surprise as he heard that Suresh Bhaiya is telling him to wait for half an hour just to tease us, and with that Sharad moved towards me to check my wetness but Suresh Bhaiya stopped him and spoke “Ruk…tu Rita ki check kar main Bhabhi ki check karta hun” (wait…You check Rita, I will check Bhabhi (me).
Oh…God I could not believe whatever was happening with me, rather with both of us. Next moment Suresh Bhaiya was standing beside me and my husband was next to him and he was waiting for his friend to insert his finger in his wife’s fuckhole and with just a thought of it I started puffing and they could see that I am breathing heavy.
I looked at Rita Bhabhi and as expected her eyes were stuck to her husband who was about to insert his finger in some other female’s fuckhole and that is in front of her eyes. And finally it happened; Suresh Bhaiya touched my fuckhole tenderly in slow motion and moved his finger over my vertical crack and I moaned loud in desperation and tried to set myself free one more time and completely failed this time too.
“Bhabhi kya baat hai, chut ek dum chikni kar rakhi hai aapne” “Maine kari hai…abhi abhi…tere chusne ke liye….” Suresh Bhaiya spoke while looking at me with a smile and my husband replied to him, “Hmmmm… baat hai…? Meri Bhabhi ko mujhse apni Chut Chuswani hai” Suresh Bhaiya spoke again in teasing fashion while looking at me with naughty gesture.
His words increased my uneasiness even more and I started moaning lightly, this was when Suresh Bhaiya’s finger was just rolling over my soft fuckhole and it was not inserted, but that too happened. “Ahhh…..” Suresh Bhaiya inserted his finger in my fuckhole, I moaned loud in pleasure and trembled deep inside strangely,
I was touched my some other man for the first time in my life and that is directly into my fuckhole and feeling was beyond my ability to write, Bhaiya was moving his finger in and out slowly and looking at my facial expression and I closed my eyes as could not see into his eyes and just then I heard my husband Sharad asking him, “kya haal hai….geeli hai na….?” “Hmmmm…..Bhabhi ki Chut Geeli to hai…but abhi thodi aur Geeli honi chahiye”
Suresh Bhaiya replied while looking at me with continues cunning smile and I could make out that intentionally he was trying to arouse me with his words and up to an extent he was succeeding. “Do minute oongli se Chodega to ye poori Geeli ho jaayegi” my husband replied to Suresh Bhaiya and told him that if he will fuck me with his finger for two minutes,
I will be totally wet but Sharad Bhaiya denied to do that and spoke “Nahi apne aap Geeli hone de……. tadapne de thodi der Bhabhi ko, ….jitna der se Chodunga Bhabhi mujhe utna jayada mazza degi.” Once again Suresh Bhaiya spoke told my husband that let me get wet on my own and let me suffer as in delaying I will give him more pleasure and then he spoke again and told my husband to check wetness of his wife Rita Bhabhi saying “tu chal kar Rita ki check kar”.
“Ohh…God…” Rita Bhabhi till now who was just looking at the things happening with me moaned loud as she saw men moving towards her and she tried to released herself but like me she also failed and now like she in my case, I was the audience in her case and now my husband was the one who was going to insert his finger in some other females fuckhole in front of my eyes and that too happened.
My husband stood beside Rita Bhabhi and like Suresh Bhaiya he too moved his hand over his wife’s fuckhole and spoke to him but while looking into Rita Bhabhi’s eyes “Chut to Bhabhi ki bhi ek dum chikni hai…malaai ki tarah…mazza aayega Chusne mein”.
Like me Rita Bhabhi also moaned and tried to set herself free one more time but it hardly made any difference and soon Rita Bhabhi gasped differently and I could make out from the movement from Sharad’s hand that he was fisting Rita Bhabhi’s fuckhole tenderly and spoke to Rita Bhabhi “Bhabhi aap to almost dry ho…”
“thodi der isske bowbe chus….abhi gili ho jaayegi…apne daanto se isski nipple kaat” Suresh Bhaiya somewhat gave my husband tip to make his wife wet and told him to suck her breast and bite her nipples and while saying that he went closer to Rita Bhabhi and pinched her nipple and tried to pull it out and Rita Bhabhi moaned really loud with a dry throat.
My husband moved ahead bit and caressed Rita Bhabhi’s breasts nicely and spoke “abhi Nahi….. thodi der baad…. Bhabhi ko bhi thoda garam hone de….” turning my face I was looking at my husband’s every act and as I saw him playing with Rita Bhabhi’s breasts I felt my breasts getting heavier and realized that I am further wet down there and I started breathing heavy again
and this time my excitement was significant to both the males as I was puffing bit loud and just then I heard my husband talking to Suresh Bhaiya “Jaa teri Bhabhi tujhe bula rahi hai….” And then Sharad spoke to me, rather asked me after addressing my name “Tripti ready ho na?” Sharad’s words aroused me even more and I got even more excited and my husband spoke to Suresh Bhaiya again
“Dekh nipple sakhat ho rahe hain meri biwi ke….chus jaakar unko….” Suresh Bhaiya moved to me and spoke to me while coming closer “waise main Chahta tha Bhabhi mujhe khud bole…ki Bhaiya aakar mujhe Chodo…but aap nahi bologe…” Suresh Bhaiya paused and then spoke again
“koi baat nahi…..main to fir bhi Chodunga aapko… aapke husband ne mujhe permission de di ha and I can see that you need me….!more than that I need you….Bhabhi aapne mujhe pagal kar rakha hai” with that Suresh Bhaiya sat beside me and took my flabby breasts in his hands and caressed my melon and then took both in her hands and started playing with them
and squeezed my fruits to pleasure me and I moaned sexily as excitement in my body was increasing continuously immaterial who was touching me. “Tu Rita ke Bowbe Chus main Bhabhi ke Chusta hun” Suresh Bhaiya spoke again this time to my husband and told him to suck Rita Bhabhi’s breasts and he is sucking mine and my husband Sharad accepted that and next moment
both the males started sucking each other’s wife’s breasts and both the wives, me and Rita Bhabhi started moaning in pleasure and soon I started shivering too. Every passing moment was making me fucking crazy, turning my face I could see my husband sucking Suresh Bhaiya’s wife’s breasts like a child and Rita Bhabhi was moaning sexily over his suck,
along with that I was also getting sucked madly and things really went bizarre when I felt Suresh Bhaiya teethes over my long and erect nipple and I screamed loud in pain. Suresh Bhaiya stopped a bit and spoke to Sharad and somewhat informed him that he has bitten my nipple and told him to bite Rita Bhabhi’s nipple lightly and his words were
“Maine Bhabhi ka nipple kaat liya…tu Bhi kaat le Rita ke dheere se ek baar” and Sharad did that, like me Rita Bhabhi also screamed as she felt my husband’s teethes over her tiny erect nipples. I could make out that was Suresh Bhaiya’s way of making love and arousing female, Sharad never thought about biting nipples.
Anyway after some more breast play both men started playing with each other’s wife’s body tenderly while sitting beside us, Suresh Bhaiya was moving his hands over my body, squeezing flesh of my thighs again and again and spoke to his wife, addressing her name “Rita see, ye hoti hain Jaanghe(thighs)…jaisi Bhabhi ki hain….tum bahut patli ho..thoda weight gain karo”
Suresh Bhaiya was enjoying plump flesh of my thighs and he told Rita Bhabhi to gain some weight to make her thighs like mine. Like Suresh Bhaiya my husband Sharad was playing with Rita Bhabhi, like his friend he was moving his hand over his wife and I heard him saying to Rita Bhabhi “Bhabhi kya kar rahe ho? Thoda paani chhodo…. Chut geeli karo apni”
Once again I saw Sharad’s finger was invading Suresh Bhaiya’s wife’s fuckhole and from Sharad words I could make out that Rita Bhabhi was yet not much wet and next moment Suresh Bhaiya did same act with Sharad’s wife, that is me, he inserted his finger in my fuckhole and moved in and out for a while to make me moan and spoke to Sharad,
“Bhabhi to tyar hai…..apne Ladle devar se pyar karwane ke liye” “Tu shuru kar Tripti ke saath…main Bhabhi ko thoda aur geela karrta hun ” Sharad replied him and while fisting Rita Bhabhi’s fuckhole he told him to start fucking me and he will try to make Rita Bhabhi more wet. In reply Suresh Bhaiya called him here by saying “tu bhi yahan aa jaa….. Bhabhi ko Chodne mein meri help kar”
he paused and then spoke again in continuation “aur Rita ko dekhne de, jo kuch bhi main Bhabhi ke saath kar raha hun….isski Chut apne aap geeli ho jaayegi” and then he spoke again “Fir main teri help karunga Rita ko Chodne mein” my husband got up instantly while saying “hmmmm……good Idea…handling bhi easy ho jaayegi….ek ek kar ke Choddte hain inko”
and with that my husband also came to my side and asked Suresh Bhaiya “bol kahan se khana shuru karna hai issko?” “yahan se” my husband asked him from where he want to start eating me and once again Suresh Bhaiya moved his hand over my soft fuckhole while saying from here and with that he inserted his finger in my fuckhole and like always I gasped in pleasure.
Suresh Bhaiya looked at my blissful expressions and spoke again “mujhe sabse pahle apni pyari Bhabhi ki Chut ka Paani taste karna hai.” (First of all I want to taste juices of my Bhabhi’s fuckhole), from Suresh Bhaiya’s words I could make out that like Sharad he also know how to arouse a female through his words.
“Tripti mere dost ko Tumhari Chut ka Paani peena hai…..” (Tripti my friend wants to taste your fuckhole juices) addressing my name Sharad spoke to me this time and next he inserted his finger in my fuckhole and then addressing my name spoke again “Tripti Sharmaao matt, achhe se paani chhodo aur Suresh ki pyas bujhao”
(Tripti don’t feel shy, release plenty of fluid and vanish Suresh’s thirst) and then my husband spoke to Suresh Bhaiya “Shuru kar…ek dum mast Geeli hai” certainly I was wet and I was wet like never before, everything happening with my was out of this world and in addition to conversation which two males were doing,
it was effect of alcohol which was making me crazy and I was somewhat waiting to get fucked but truly speaking a at that time I was still uneasy with a fact that it is actually Suresh Bhaiya who is going to fuck me and from my heavy breath and uneasiness gesture my husband could make out that I am not comfortable at all and next moment he came beside me,
lied between me and Rita Bhabhi and started kissing me and explored my mouth nicely to comfort me and spoke to me while looking into my eyes, “I love you…remember ye sirf sex hai….nothing else…enjoy karo issko”. Just then I felt hands over my massive thighs and it was none other than Suresh Bhaiya, I went restless and moaned loud and started breathing high,
Suresh Bhaiya was enjoying caressing my fleshy thighs tenderly and slowly his hands were going closer to my fuckhole again and suddenly I felt his hot breath over my fuckhole and in a moment Suresh Bhaiya licked my fuckhole tenderly to make in moan intensely. Gradually his speed of licking my vertical slit increased and holding my thighs with his hands he went on rolling his tongue over my fuckhole and tried to bury his mouth into my fuckhole.
My husband started kissing me again and I somewhat started responding to his kiss. Truly speaking I cannot write the feeling I was going through and no woman in this world can feel the pleasure I was feeling when my husband was kissing me madly to comfort me so that I can enjoy the sucking I was going through by his friend and very soon breaking the kiss I started moaning with evident pleasure.
I don’t know what Rita Bhabhi would have felt about me as from my moans she could make out that I am in pleasure. “Arre yaar……main theek se suck nahi kar paa raha…Bhabhi ki taange kholni padengi…” Suresh Bhaiya stopped sucking me and spoke, my husband’s friend was not in comfortable posture to suck my fuckhole properly and he wanted to release my legs and Sharad did that,
untying my legs from the rope holding my knee joint my husband folded my legs inwards and held them tight and apart so that his friend can suck his wife the way he wants and Suresh Bhaiya too climbed on bed and leaned over my fuckhole and very next moment he started eating me like a hungry dog.
My husband Sharad was sitting on my left near my breasts, leaning and holding my folded thighs apart to give Suresh Bhaiya full access of my fuckhole and I was moaning in pleasure and getting crazy from the way both men were handling me and my body. I turned to see Rita Bhabhi and saw her face, she was looking at me and my expressions “Bhabhi…ye sab kya ho raha hai…”
I spoke to her while moaning loud, Rita Bhabhi did not replied to me rather she also seemed excited to me from her facial expressions and she kept on looking at me and my pleasure expressions and her condition got even worse. Down there at my lower half Suresh Bhaiya was getting rough over my fuckhole and his tongue was moving inside me crack as my husband Sharad
was somewhat guiding Suresh Bhaiya and telling him suck me harder and deeper by saying “Achhe se Chus isski Chut…issko bahut mazza aata jab main isski Chut ke andar tak apni Jeebh ghumata hun”. My God I cannot forget what they were doing to me in my entire life, I was shouting in strange voice, holding my thighs apart to maximum my husband was looking at his friend that how he is sucking his wife vigorously.
Suresh Bhaiya was crushing my cunt lips with his lips and tongue roughly and he was parting them again and again with it. Moreover couple of times he flicked my clitoris and tried to suck it as if he wants to take out every single drop of my pleasure juices. Next my husband further parted my fleshy thighs and folded me up and spoke to Suresh Bhaiya
“maine Pakad ke rakha hai kas ke issko…tu isska clitoris rub kar achhe se…dekhio ye kaise pagal ho jaayegi” I could not see anything except my husband’s face as I was almost into my half and my feet were pointing roof and my husband my holding me tight and apart and using his fingers Suresh Bhaiya started playing with my fuckhole and rubbed my opening vigorously
after invading me couple of times and somewhat searched my Clitoris with his fingers and rubbed me madly over there and I went crazy with that act and I started trembling in strange pleasure, I went wild with my physical movement screamed without any care as I was not opened like that in my entire married life but Sharad somehow overcame my physical movements and I completely failed in bringing my thighs together.
As Sharad said it was pleasure out of the world moreover it was pleasure at its worst, it literary took my breath I went mad in just few seconds. It was not that I was getting rubbed over my clitoris for the first time but I was now forced to stay apart at my thighs since now.
Thankfully Suresh Bhaiya ragged my clitoris hardly for few seconds and as I started trembling in fever with sobbing gasps he sensed my condition and stopped to prevent me to reach to my climax with that but got up on the bed and took off his underwear instantly and intentionally showed me his thick and long monster while jerking to and fro and spoke in excited fashion
“Bhabhi…ye dekho…now I am going to fuck you with this” and then he asked Sharad “Bol Chod Dun Bhabhi ko? Teri permission hai na?” “haan haan…Chod de…loha garam hai…..maar de hathoda” Sharad replied to his friend. My husband Sharad was thick long but Suresh Bhaiya was nevertheless thick, like my husband he was also mammoth in size.
Next Sharad Bhaiya sat down on his knees and spoke to my husband “Sharad…Peeche se daalna hai… Bhabhi ko Ghodi banna” “Tripti turn around” addressing my name my husband spoke to me and told me to get on my four as his friend wants to fuck me from behind in doggy style known as Ghodi in Hindi and then releasing my legs from his grip Sharad helped me to get me on my four by turning my body around,
still with hands tied and I somewhat co-operated with them as I was not at all in condition to protest at least mentally as I was also aroused and my fuckhole was twitching in desire of getting stuffed by a monster, now it was immaterial that it belongs to whom, my husband Sharad or his best friend Suresh Bhaiya.
As I turned around, Sharad; my own husband parted my thighs bit more apart so that his friend can fuck me better from behind and I did that and moaned intensely with a thought that that now I am going to get fucked by some other man and that is in my husband’s presence.
Turning my face I looked at Rita Bhabhi she was lying as she was few minutes back and I could see that she was very excited from the things happening around, from the way her husband was sucking me and playing with my plump body in front of her eyes, moreover she knew this fact very well that very soon she will be at my place and like my husband,
her husband will be helping Sharad to fuck her after a wild foreplay, like they did it with me and all these things were turning her on she was humming in excitement with significant expressions. “Bhabhi ye sab kya ho raha hai…Suresh Bhaiya mujhe fuck karne lagge hain” I spoke to Rita Bhabhi in excitement and once again Rita Bhabhi did not responded verbally but I could see that she that my words further aroused her.
My husband Sharad’s hands were on my waist and next moment once again I moaned loud as Suresh Bhaiya moved her hands under me, over my wet opening nicely to excite me and then slapped my fleshy ass mounds once and gripped its flesh in her palm and spoke “Haaye Bhabhi…mazza aagaya…aapke Chuttadon ne kab se meri Neend udda rakhi thi…aaj ye mil hi gaye ye mujhe….”
His words further turned me on and I moved myself back to touch his crotch and I touched his rod. Once gain Suresh Bhaiya moved her hands over my waist and came closer and sensing my excitement Shard spoke “Meri Biwi bechain ho rahi hai…apne devar ka Lund andar lene ke liye hmmmm….?”
I moaned loud as apart from my husband’s arousing words, once again Suresh Bhaiya’s hand was under me, over my fuckhole and this time he invaded two of his finger in me, may be to locate my opening and soon I felt tip of Suresh Bhaiya’s rod over my pleasure hole and next moment he plunged me from behind and went deep inside me with his monster.
Arching my head up in excitement I moaned loud in divine pleasure of getting stuffed after so much of foreplay. Truly speaking at that time I desperately needed a man in my fuckhole and as I got stuffed from behind I was in intense pleasure, Immaterial who it was my husband or his best friend I was moaning in pleasure and did not wanted him to stop,
as such there was not much difference in the size of the Penis of the two males but knowledge of this fact that my husband is holding my waist and pushing me back over Sharad Bhaiya’s crotch and the person who is fucking me from behind is my Husband’s best friend whom I have always addressed Bhaiya was something which was making me crazy and very soon I was feeling
as if I will reach to my climax and I started myself banging back on Suresh Bhaiya hard and my act excited him more and Suresh Bhaiya started ram fucking me and stood up on his feet and soon he also started grunting in pleasure while riding on me and I felt as if he will also reach to his climax very soon but he stopped as he realized that he will not be able to stand for long
and parted my thighs further apart and tried to suck my fuckhole in same posture and somehow started licking my fuckhole like a dog. While looking back I started moaning again and in even more desperately. My husband was looking at his friend that how he is licking his wife and Sharad himself was parting my thighs so that Suresh Bhaiya’s tongue can reach to my fuckhole properly in that uncomfortable posture of sucking a female cunt.
Soon Suresh Bhaiya stopped and turned me on my back again and came over me, I could see hell of lust in his eyes, I was nevertheless excited, I was already taken back to normal twice after reaching close to the climax and now I wanted to cum and like me Suresh Bhaiya also seemed going for a final fuck with me and he took my legs up to his shoulder and held my fleshy thighs
in his hands and squeezed them and spoke in frantic tone while looking into my eyes “Bhabhi aapki ye Jaanghe hain na….mann kar raha hai pura Khus jaaun inke beech mein ……main khud hi aapki Chut ke andar chala jaaun”. Though I knew this that Suresh Bhaiya stare at my body but I never knew that he was obsessed with my fleshy body so much; my ample thighs,
my flabby milky juggs and plump ass mounds and from his desperate behavior I could make out that he was lusting over me from long and today he is taking out all his frustration through his words. Soon he placed his rod over my fuck opening again and went deep inside me with a jerk and folded my body into half,
he was lying over me and as my legs were over his shoulders now once again they were pointing roof and like that Suresh Bhaiya fucked me madly, his buttocks went up and down like a machine and we both cried in fucking pleasure endlessly. Suresh Bhaiya hissed loud while diving into me and I wrapped my legs around his back as now he was still and releasing his sticky cum inside my fuckhole,
I too climaxed at the same time and because of his vigorous fucking I trembled feverishly while cumming like never before while holding his body and that is in my husband’s presence. We both were spent and after a minute Suresh Bhaiya got up and went down from bed and spoke while looking at me “Bhabhi mazza aagaya….” And after that he went inside the toilet.
I was still lying with my hands tied and in the same posture and could not believe whatever happened just now. Next my husband Sharad came closer and started kissing me and I too replied to his love making. I was never spent like that ever in my married life, it was excitement which cannot be written in any words, and it can only be felt.
After breaking the kiss Sharad kept on caressing my forehead while looking into my eyes, my hairs were spread and mindset was strange and as such I was not having any words to speak. Although my legs were free to move but mentally I was not at all in condition to hit anybody even then Suresh Bhaiya suggested Sharad to tie my legs as he came out from the toilet and told him to proceed to Rita Bhabhi by saying,
“Bhabhi ke pair baandh de fir se, aur shuru kar Rita ke saath….issko bhi thanda Karen…Bhabhi ke Chudai dekh kar ye bahut garam ho gayi hai”. As Suresh Bhaiya came out and spoke that, Shard got up from my side and started tying my legs and very soon finished tying them together as I was not at all protesting. Sharad got up and went inside the toilet while saying I will just come.
After wearing his underwear Suresh Bhaiya went to his wife and sat down on the floor and caressed her forehead, “ Suresh Please leave me, I don’t want to do all this” Rita Bhabhi spoke to him Suresh Bhaiya smiled and spoke with a giggle “what do you think, Bhabhi ye karna Chahti thi….? Nahi na? jaise unke saath hua hai waise tumhare saath bhi hoga”
(What do you think Bhabhi wanted to do it…….? The way it is done with her, it will be done with you) Rita Bhabhi was really very restless just like I was few minutes back and excited too and just then Sharad came back from the toilet and once again lied between we two on the bed but this time he was facing Rita Bhabhi and caressed Rita Bhabhi’s body touching it from her thigh
till her breasts and took one of her mango in his hand and fondled nicely while squeezing, Rita Bhabhi moaned nicely over my husband’s touch, I could see her as now my legs were tied together and not further to the leg of the bed so I got up a bit slowly and lifted my body on my elbow.
Once again Suresh Bhaiya caressed Rita Bhabhi’s fore head and spoke to her “Rita I love you…aur ye karna bahut zaroori hai…! You know…! This is the only way out…! Try to enjoy….!” And like my husband he too leaned over his wife and kissed her properly and tried to comfort her for the fuck she was about to get from his best friend and I saw that Rita Bhabhi responded to Suresh Bhaiya’s kiss but after few seconds.
Next Suresh Bhaiya spoke to my husband Sharad, after breaking the kiss and gave him tip to arouse his wife by saying “isske dono bowbe chus achhe se…aur daanto se isske nipple kaat….abhi do minute mein mast ho jaayegi” (suck her both the breasts and bite her nipples, she will go crazy).
Like I mentioned earlier in physical appearance Rita Bhabhi was just opposite to me, I will not say that she is thin she is short in height and has a luscious body, properly curved and having nothing as extra flush. Certainly my breasts were much heavier than her but just like Suresh Bhaiya, my husband seemed obsessed with his friends perfect figured wife
and he was desperate to enjoy Rita Bhabhi’s body and next moment he partially came over her and almost covered her completely and started sucking her breast like a child and like me Rita Bhabhi also started moaning in pleasure of feeding her milk to her husband’s friend. My husband went on going from Rita Bhabhi’s one breasts to another again and again in front of my eyes
and as told by Suresh Bhaiya he bit her nipples nicely 3-4 times and with her hands and legs tied it was significant from Rita Bhabhi’s pleasure cries that she was enjoying getting bitten and getting excited with every passing moment. “kaan ke pass kiss kar issko…” Suresh Bhaiya gave Sharad another tip to arouse his wife and Sharad followed him and came completely over
his friend’s wife to kiss her properly near her ears and Rita Bhabhi went crazy with that and started moaning with broken breath. As such I could see everything clearly, by now I was sitting on the bed with my hands and legs tied and everything was happening next to me, my husband was playing with Rita Bhabhi nicely,
slowly his hands went down to her fuckhole and he invaded her fuckhole with his finger and Rita Bhabhi moaned differently. “tayyar hai na….?” Suresh Bhaiya asked Sharad is she ready and Sharad replied with “Hmmm…. Meri pyari Bhabhi ek dum tayar hai….. apne devar se pyar karwane ke liye”.

With that Sharad got up and sat beside Rita Bhabhi and told Suresh Bhaiya to release her legs by saying “pair khol de Bhabhi ke…” and then he spoke to Rita Bhabhi, somewhat tried to arouse her by saying “Bhabhi….abhi jaise Suresh ne Tripti ki Chusi thi na…main aapki Chusne wala hun “Mujhe… aapki Chut ka ras peena hai…” …”
( Bhabhi the way Suresh sucked Tripti, I will suck you…I want…. Your fuckhole juices)by now Suresh Bhaiya was almost done with untying her legs and like my husband he folded his wife’s legs inwards and spoke “Chal aaja neeche aur Chus achhe se isski Chut..bahut maal bhara isske andar” and with that he inserted couple of fingers in his wife’s fuckhole and then spoke again
“Suck kar isski Chut achhe se…. jaise maine Bhabhi ki kari thi…meri Rita ko koi shikayat nahi honi chahiye”. I could make out that Suresh Bhaiya was trying to arouse his wife through his words and they were arousing Rita Bhabhi, moreover all the things happening in the room, they way Suresh Bhaiya was helping Sharad to seduce his wife and the way Sharad
was enjoying Rita Bhabhi’s body in my presence was arousing me as well even after a wonderful and satisfying fuck from Suresh Bhaiya and I could feel the wetness rising between my thighs again. Next my husband Sharad went down to Rita Bhabhi’s fuckhole and the way Suresh Bhaiya did with me he folded Rita Bhabhi’s legs inward and held them up and made her feet pointing roof,
he leaned over her fuckhole and started sucking her madly from the very first moment. As I said Rita Bhabhi has a petite figure, as such Suresh Bhaiya was not required to hold her, Sharad was toying with her body and Rita Bhabhi could not do anything except crying and no women could understand her condition except me, that how it feels when you see your husband sitting beside while getting sucked over your fuckhole by his friend.
As expected slowly Rita Bhabhi was going mad in pleasure, Sharad sucked her thoroughly and for long and soon he was moving his tongue over her clitoris and from her facial expressions I could see that now she has also accepted that she will get fucked by someone other than her husband and that is in husband’s presence.
Rita Bhabhi went on crying for a while till Sharad rolled his tongue over her fuckhole and then spoke to Suresh Bhaiya told him to hold his wife by saying “pakad ke rakh Bhabhi ki Taange kas ke….kholne de aaj inki Chut achhe se….Dekhen kitna maal bhara hai inke andar” Suresh Bhaiya got up and held Rita Bhabhi’s legs from her ankles and somehow sat down beside her
and now I could imagine what is she going to feel as I was gone through that and like Suresh Bhaiya Sharad also started rubbing Rita Bhabhi’s fuckhole vigorously and I somewhat saw what all Suresh Bhaiya was doing with me when my husband was holding me like him. Rita Bhabhi went mad and she could not do anything except screaming,
my husband was fisting her fuckhole along with rubbing her opening and suddenly he addressed me to show something as he saw that I am looking at what he was doing with Rita Bhabhi and his words were “Tripti ye dekho…ye Rita Bhabhi ka Clitoris hai…tumhara Suresh ne rub kiya tha…Bhabhi ka main rub karunga” and with that Sharad rubbed Rita Bhabhi’s clitoris vigorously,
I think much roughly then Suresh Bhaiya and she went bizarre in a fraction, cried madly and like me Rita Bhabhi too went violent and tried to release her legs and Suresh Bhaiya struggled a bit to hold her so that Sharad can rub her fuckhole like he rubbed mine and spoke to Sharad after few seconds
“Bass kar….ye bahut gharam ho gayi hai ….abb daal de isske andar….thanda kar meri biwi ko” And then asked him again “kaise daalna hai….oopar aayega ya Ghodi banaun issko” “Nahi oopar hi aaunga…mujhe Bhabhi ke andar tak daalna hai…aaj main apni pyari Bhabhi ki Chut labalab bhar dunga” Sharad replied and came between Rita Bhabhi legs and came over her and once again started with tender lovemaking and tried to kiss her.
While being on next bed I was watching everything, whatever my husband was doing with the other woman, I saw initially Rita Bhabhi tried to avoid kissing but soon she opened her mouth and my husband explored her mouth and like me slowly Rita Bhabhi started enjoying having on bed with her husband’s best friend as after bit of kissing Sharad moved down to her breasts sucking and then rubbed his lips closer to her ears to make her moan.
At my end I was getting excited, I could see that my husband was about to fuck some other female in my presence, Sharad lifted his bottom and took off his underwear, folded her legs inwards, pulled one pillow and placed under Rita Bhabhi to get better access of her fuckhole for his throbbing penis.
Next he located Rita Bhabhi’s fuck opening and placed his rod over her pleasure hole while looking down and plunged her with a jerk and Rita Bhabhi arched her neck as my husband’s monster made his to her tight channel and moaned in bliss of getting fucked after a long tease, immaterial with a fact that it is her husband’s best friend who has invaded her fuckhole.
Next moment Sharad started fucking Rita Bhabhi but with very low pace. I knew his lovemaking, Sharad has lot of control over his passion and I was sure that like this he will enjoy Rita Bhabhi’s body for long and up to max and Rita Bhabhi also seemed enjoying my husband’s fucking pace. By now Suresh Bhaiya was sitting on his knees on the floor and he was caressing his wife’s forehead and kissed her couple of times on her cheek and slowly looked at me.
I was excited, I was breathing heavy with bit of humming and it was evident from my gesture that I am aroused and next moment he spoke to Sharad while getting up “Tu Chod Rita ko jitna Chod sakta hai….mujhe meri Bhabhi bula rahi hai….” Suresh Bhaiya came closer to me and started untying my legs and spoke again with a smile “meri pyari Bhabhi ko meri zarurat hai hmmmmm…..?”.
After releasing my legs Suresh Bhaiya took off his underwear and parted my thighs and cleaned my fuckhole, he knew it was sticky as it was filled by him only few minutes back and since then I was not gone to toilet. I was excited and I moaned as Suresh Bhaiya cleaned my fuckhole properly.
Next Suresh Bhaiya came to bed and took his semi erect penis to my mouth and spoke to me “Bhabhi Chuso issko aur poora khada karo……tabhi ye dobara aapke andar jaayega”. I was not willing to suck Suresh Bhaiya at that time and I tried to avoid it but Suresh Bhaiya was desperate to get sucked and he spoke again in anxious fashion
“Bhabhi Chuso Na…Rita Bhi Chusegi Sharad ka” as I heard that I looked at my husband, he was riding on Rita Bhabhi steadily while kissing her properly and Rita Bhabhi was completely into it, holding my husband nicely she was enjoying getting fucked by her husband’s friend, “Sharad…. Bhabhi ko bol, mera Lund Chusne ke liye” Suresh Bhaiya spoke to Sharad,
told him to insist me to suck his rod and Sharad reacted immediately, he got up from Rita Bhabhi and spoke to me “Tripti Chuso…..jaise mera Chusti ho….” My husband was excited and he spoke again in continuation “meri tarah ab Suresh bhi tumhara husband hai” and then he spoke to Rita Bhabhi
“aur Bhabhi Suresh ki tarah main bhi aapka husband hun….sarmaao matt….aap bhi Chuso mera” and next moment Sharad’s penis was close to Rita Bhabhi’s mouth. Like me Rita Bhabhi tried to avoid sucking my husband’s penis and this time Suresh Bhaiya spoke to his wife “Rita Chuso Sharad ka Lund, tabhi yahan Bhabhi mera Chusegi”
Suresh Bhaiya was nevertheless excited and next he spoke to me again “Bhabhi Suru karo jaldi…… please” with that he rubbed his penis on my lips and then spoke again in rising passion “Bhabhi please Chuso na”. Altogether mood in that room was so lustful that no one was in his senses,
things were gone beyond control at least mine and I followed the lust and opened my mouth and took Penis of my husband’s best friend in my mouth and heard his moan of pleasure. My husband was still struggling with Rita Bhabhi to make her suck his rod, Rita Bhabhi was lying on bed with a tied hands and my husband was sitting around his face with his rod very close to her mouth and I heard Suresh Bhaiya addressing his wife
“Rita Chuso Sharad ka Lund, dekho Tripti Bhabhi mera Chus rahi hai”. By now at my end feeling of weirdness was over and I was sucking Suresh Bhaiya with a warm mouth, using lot of saliva and Suresh Bhaiya was in extreme pleasure but Rita Bhabhi was yet to open her mouth, like Suresh Bhaiya my husband was also rubbing his monster over her lips and both men Suresh Bhaiya and Sharad were insisting her to open her mouth,
once again while sucking Suresh Bhaiya’s rod I heard my husband speaking to Rita Bhabhi “Bhabhi muhn kholo…dekho Tripti aapke pati ka Chus rahi hai…aap uske pati ka chuso”. Finally Rita Bhabhi opened her mouth, though I was not looking at her at that time I was sucking Suresh Bhaiya’s monster, I heard Suresh Bhaiya saying
“hmmmm…that’s like a good girl…chuso mere dost ka achhe se..jaise mera chusti ho…ye bhi ab tumhara pati hai” I stopped sucking him and turned to see, Rita Bhabhi was sucking my husband, while sitting around her face Sharad was fucking Rita Bhabhi’s face properly and grunting in pleasure and while doing that soon he released her hands,
he was sure that now Rita Bhabhi will not protest and he was right, Rita Bhabhi was also excited, moreover like me she could not see any way out now so she sat down on the bed and my husband went on his knees and started fucking her face and Rita Bhabhi was sucking him with affection as if she is sucking her husband and at my end once again Suresh Bhaiya took his rod to my mouth and turned my face to him and spoke to me
“Bhabhi I know aap bahut achhe se chuste ho… issko aur ab dobara aapke andar jaayega…” Suresh Bhaiya’s excitement was on its peak, once again I started sucking Suresh Bhaiya and that particular moment scene in the bedroom was nevertheless than any porn movie as both the females me and Rita Bhabhi were behaving not less than any sluts we see in the movies,
while sitting on bed and holding hips in our hands we both were sucking monsters of their husband’s friends and both the men were fucking our faces in excitement and grunting in pleasure. Soon Suresh Bhaiya pushed me on bed after bit more of sucking and spoke to Sharad “main dobara daalne lagga hun… Bhabhi ke andar”
“Haan…haan…puchh kya raha hai…Chod jitna Chodna hai tune Tripti ko…filhaal ye teri wife hai…aur Rita Bhabhi meri” holding Rita Bhabhi’s face over his crotch my husband replied to Suresh Bhaiya and grunted in pleasure as Rita Bhabhi was doing wonderful job over my husband’s hard and throbbing penis.
Next Suresh Bhaiya came over me and started kissing me and I instantly opened my mouth to welcome him and very soon he folded my legs and plunged me down here in typical missionary position with a jerk and once again started riding on me and this time he was quite fast in fucking me from the very first instant.
Like me he was also excited and I grabbed Suresh Bhaiya’s body in my arms and thighs and one again started enjoying the bliss of getting swapped by my husband. Very soon Sharad also pushed Rita Bhabhi on bed on her back and came over her and inserted his monster into her tight fuckhole while keeping her one leg over his shoulder and started fucking her with slow pace.
Now we both, me and Rita Bhabhi were lying on bed beside each other and our husband’s were fucking each other’s wife and like me Rita Bhabhi was also seemed delighted in fucking pleasure with my husband she was moaning and she was moaning in intense pleasure. Rather all were moaning in erotically and whole room was filled with just our gasps.
Men were grunting while trying fucking each other’s wife as powerfully as they can and both the females, me and Rita Bhabhi were gasping with heavy breath while getting plunged like never before. Very soon, at my end Suresh Bhaiya seemed going to his climax, I was also more or less in same state,
his taunt hips started rising and falling over me madly and he started screwing me brutally with fast and deep strokes and within next few seconds he buried his monster in me till the root of it and I gasped while going through a shattering orgasm and grabbed my husband’s friend in my arms as if he is my husband.
Beside me Sharad was also fucking Rita Bhabhi vigorously, by now Rita Bhabhi’s both the legs were over his broad shoulder and pointing roof and I could make out that very soon Sharad will also dive deep inside Rita Bhabhi and it happened in the end, Sharad fucked Rita Bhabhi madly while reaching to his climax after getting into comfort of missionary position and like me Rita Bhabhi
also grabbed my husband in her arms and wrapped her legs around his back while cumming and they both grunted loud while reaching to their climax almost at the same time. We all were spent and spent like never before, Suresh Bhaiya was still lying over me, although down there he was slipped out of my fuckhole,
Sharad was also lying over Rita Bhabhi and he was the one who broke the silence by speaking to Rita Bhabhi saying “Bhabhi mazza aa gaya” “Bhaiya ab hatto mere oopar se…” Rita Bhabhi told Sharad to get away from her top and tried to push him but Sharad was not ready to get away and he tried to kiss Rita Bhabhi around her ears to hear her moans.
Finally she pushed him and Sharad moved aside. Suresh Bhaiya was still laying on me and we both were watching our partners, that how Rita Bhabhi was struggling with Sharad to get him away and as Sharad got aside I also pushed Suresh Bhaiya and he too got away from me. From Sharad’s gesture I could make out that he was satisfied like he was never with me in long time and at my end even I was feeling very relaxed and satisfied.
At Suresh Bhaiya and Rita Bhabhi’s end things were similar but at that time we; me and Rita Bhabhi were not in state to think much about pleasure we got, we both were free now and Rita Bhabhi got up to go out of the room but Suresh Bhaiya tried to hold her wrist and in response Rita Bhabhi pushed him with her full strength back in the room and moved out of the bedroom.
I too got up with a same gesture and Sharad got up and held my wrist and spoke “Tum kahan jaa rahi ho”, copying Rita Bhabhi’s temperament I kicked Sharad with my full strength and got away from him and entered in the bathroom and bolted the door. I used the toilet and stood under shower and tried to recall whatever happened to me just now,
I could not believe that I was fucked by some other man and that is in my husband’s presence and my husband was helping him to fuck me, moreover my husband has also fucked some other female and that is in my presence and like him her husband was also helping him to fuck her. I felt as if it is a nightmare and soon I will be conscious and come back in reality but it was happened in real life and everything seemed messed up to me in my married life.
I was thinking that feeling at my end that we are deeply in love each other and everything like that was just a fiction. Suddenly I was recalling my past married life, financially we’ve have see very bad time together and we have came out of it because of mutual efforts, apart from teaching anatomy in senior secondary I was taking up tuitions at home just to generate more and more money,
although Sharad has also done lot of efforts to save money, during my pregnancy he use to walk miles just to save pennies just because funds were required at my end, like that so many things were coming in my mind and I was feeling as if his intense feeling for me has came to an end and I am just used to get a physical pleasure.
Very soon Sharad started banging the door of the toilet, I did not wanted to open but I was getting irritated by the banging voice. I opened the door and Sharad came in and stood under water with me and grabbed my body but I behaved reluctant and tried to get away but Sharad griped me hard and we stood underwater for few more minutes silently and he spoke
“I know you are angry with me…but as such there was no other way… hum dono hi ek dusre ki wife ko Chodna chahte the” “Tum dono jaanwar ho….you don’t have ethics” I replied him in a loud voice and then spoke “what do you think…main tumhari Rakhail(slut) hun…no… I am not…!”
“That’s true…you are my wife…and I love you and whatever we did was unethical but it was very satisfying…..” Sharad replied and then he spoke again “maine tumhe itna satisfied kabhi nahi dekha…jitni tum aaj ho” “Shut up” I replied and tried to get away. Once again Sharad held me in his arm and bought my naked body closer to his and spoke “listen to me…”
I looked up to his face, waited for him to speak “we have to continue this relation”. It was disgusting, I was expecting apology from his side that he will say sorry to me but it was just opposite to that. “I hate you…you are a bastard…you and Suresh Bhaiya both” I came out of the bathroom while saying that and tried to look for the towel to dry my body and Sharad too came out
and held my arm pulled me and somewhat forced me to look at him and spoke something with calm expressions which was really shocking for me, it was about Suresh Bhaiya and Rita Bhabhi, first words he uttered were “in these seven days… mujhe Rita Bhabhi ko pregnant karna hai”. I was speechless for a while “what are you saying?” I asked Sharad in same anxious and shocking tone,
“Slowly she is getting into depression… ! Suresh infertile hai…! he cannot produce a child aur ye sabb isi liye kiya gaya hai” Sharad was calm while saying that and then he spoke again “that is why sexually I never tried to come in your contact from so many days”. I was in utter shock, after that Sharad detailed me their life a bit and I could make out that Rita Bhabhi was certainly deprived from last two months,
and since that time this fact has came in their knowledge that her husband is lacking fertility which can make her pregnant, otherwise he is normal. I went silent for a while and could not think anything but replied to Sharad in reluctant tone “you would have spoke to me about this…..and this is not the way and why me?
Why he (Suresh Bhaiya) fucked me…pregnant to Rita Bhabhi ko karna tha na?” Sharad smiled lightly on my anger and spoke “Wo maine usko kaha tha…when I am getting a change…tumhen bhi to change milna chahiye” “Shut up” I reacted instantly and turned back to take out my clothes and Sharad spoke again “Meri Baat suno…In any case it was not possible one sided… “
I looked back to my husband to listen what justification he is giving for doing all this and he spoke again “even though Suresh asked me for this….but I could see that he was not comfortable sending Rita Bhabhi to me for this….” He paused and then spoke again “moreover if he would have asked Rita Bhabhi,
certainly wo bhi agree nahi karti…. neither you would have allowed me to do that….so I planned this”… “Now it is somewhat balanced…I fucked his wife…he fucked mine” I was really surprised to hear him, it was bizarre thinking and asked him back “you planned this…? Or Suresh Bhaiya planned this…?”
“No...I planned this…initially Suresh bhi ready nahi tha…. it took me nearly one month to execute him….only I know how I have convinced him…. even I was not mentally prepared…but I wanted to do it…. For both the reasons…first Rita Bhabhi ko pregnant karna ke liye and second I could make out ki humari bhi sex life boring ho gayi hai… so humari married life ko spice up karne ke liye…
I told him to fuck you” Sharad paused after a long statement and then spoke again “I was sure that it will not affect our love for each other” even after trying hard to control I smiled lightly with strange feeling on Sharad words may be because it was height of being notorious and thinking bizarre while having a faith over our love but somehow I managed to maintain my anger and continued wearing clothes and remained silent while facing away from my husband.
After few minute as I turned to see Sharad, wearing just underwear he was smiling and somewhat waiting for me to look at him and as I saw him he spoke again “Rita Bhabhi ka to pata nahi ….but you have enjoyed everything…” he paused for a second and then spoke again with a big naughty smile after addressing my name
“Tripti tum bahut badi Chuddkad ho…Rita Bhabhi mujhse ek baar Chudi hain… wo bhi bit forcibly but Tumne do baar Chudwaya hai apne aapko Suresh se and second time…. you signaled him” “Shut up you bastard….” I screamed over Sharad with bit more than a smile and started hitting him with a towel and threw him out of the room with his clothes.
I don’t know what was running in my mind, mentally and physically I was very tired and I lied on the bed but I could not think of sleeping, it was very strange mind set, I was realizing everything happened in last few hours was rare of rarest, everything happened so fast that it did not gave me any time to think about it and now I could make out that everything was related to that particular intention.
Few things which Suresh Bhaiya spoke to Rita Bhabhi, the way Sharad fucked Rita Bhabhi; that is while keeping her straight with a lifted bottom, above pillow so that his liquid can reach as deep as possible and intentionally making her lie for long to give his gunk, time to reach to her womb, above that as he said Sharad did not confronted with me, not only in the afternoon rather he did not tried asked me for sex since so many days.
Apart from all this I could make out whatever Sharad spoke was also true, certainly it was his plan as I was somewhat aware of all these activities, from tying of hands till clitoris rubbing and last not the least all those Hindi statements which I use to hear from my husband’s mouth and now I was somewhat sure that certainly has given Suresh Bhaiya proper training of handling me, physically and mentally by speaking up erotic stuff.
If I will talk about other concern Sharad was again absolutely right, if he would have came through proper channel then neither Rita Bhabhi would have agreed to lie on bed with him; nor I would have allowed my husband to confront with some other woman. I could make out that Sharad has done all this just to break the bars but still at that time I was feeling that whatever he did was not right,
he took me for granted, he was over confident that we love each other madly and all this will not affect our personal feeling for each other. Certainly it was not at all ethical and anyhow he cannot justify whatever he did with us with the excuse of Suresh Bhaiya’s infertility but somewhere at one corner I was in perplexing mind state and could not decide how to react on this and reason
of this perplexing mindset was knowledge of this fact that Suresh Bhaiya is not capable of producing a child and because of that Rita Bhabhi is getting into depression and this fact changed me a lot in the end. I was well aware of her family conditions, her in-laws were somewhat making her responsible for not conceiving a child,
though it was Suresh Bhaiya’s decision to delay this matter because he wanted to settle down with his new business and now this breath taking fact that Suresh Bhaiya is infertile! Certainly this will totally ruin her mental piece if it will get into her in-laws knowledge, because anyhow they will not set their son responsible for this and they will blame Rita Bhabhi for everything and turn her life to hell.
With all such things running in mind suddenly I thought about meeting Rita Bhabhi. Wearing full clothes, casual Salwar Kameez I came out of the room to see Rita Bhabhi and as expected her bedroom door was bolted from inside. Sharad was sitting in living room with a switched on television.
I knocked the door and Suresh Bhaiya opened, wearing pajama and t-shirt Rita Bhabhi was standing at the corner of the room and from there gesture I could make out that they were still into the conversation certainly on the same subject. I told Suresh Bhaiya to go out of the room in blunt tone and closed the door while saying that they; Suresh Bhaiya and my husband have to sleep in the other bedroom and we two are sleeping here.
Very first moment we hugged each other, like me Rita Bhabhi was also in perplexed mind state, rather it was worse than mine, though she did not cried but more or less she was in that state. Like me she was also wearing fresh clothes after shower and I could make out that she was in desperate need of something hot, I asked her for a tea and she said yes to it.
I came back in the with two cups and we had it silently in the beginning and Bhabhi spoke after few minutes and first words she uttered were “I am really sorry on his behalf…whatever Suresh has done was wrong” I smiled a bit sarcastically over her words and spoke “Bhabhi what are you saying…why are you saying sorry…Sharad ne bhi to aapke saath wohi sab kiya hai”.
Rita Bhabhi went silent over my words and did not utter anything for a while and it was me who broke the silence this time by asking her “Bhabhi…now what….ab kya karna hai?” “I don’t know…?” Rita Bhabhi replied and then went silent for a while, looked at me for few seconds and then spoke again, “I want to tell you something….ye sabb meri wajah se hua hai…” “Why…?”
I asked her back “mujhe pregnant karne ke liye….” She replied, I was looking at her face and at my end I wanted to pretend as if I am not aware of the fact that her husband is infertile but from my expressions it was evident that I knew this and next Rita Bhabhi asked me “Sharad Bhaiya ne Suresh ke baare mein tumko bataya ya nahi?”
I moved my head in yes, “but this is not the way…and why they misbehaved with you?” Rita Bhabhi spoke again and somewhat asked that question to both the males who were at that time in the living room. Don’t know how it came to my mind and why I replied her saying “misbehave? maine to ye sab bahut enjoy kiya” Rita Bhabhi smiled on my words and asked me back in shock “what?”
“I mean… aise enjoy nahi kiya…but still I am ok with it……I never told you ki I am somewhat use to of all this” I paused for a while and could see that Rita Bhabhi was still surprised with my previous statement and I spoke again and tried to justify my words “I mean… I am use to of getting fucked after getting tied ….Sharad do all this to me sometimes…and I like all this…”
I paused for a while and then came to the main issue “and why Suresh Bhaiya fucked me… has a simple reason…Sharad gave him permission to do that….he wanted to do the swapping at both the ends…otherwise ye possible hi nahi tha… in future Suresh Bhaiya bhi hamesha uncomfortable rahte… that you have slept with some other man and at my end..main bhi uncomfortable rahti…
may be main aapko aur Sharad ko allow hi nahi karti…sex karne ke liye…so they did it forcibly to break the bars” Rita Bhabhi was not at all expecting me getting positive on this, even I was not expecting all that from me, don’t know how I was behaving positive about whatever happened in last few hours, whatever these men did with us.
Though it was not clear to me at that time but at my end I had a simple reason to behave positive, unknowingly I was having lot of respect for Suresh Bhaiya and his caring attitude towards his friend, since I am married to Sharad I could see that we; me and my husband use to be at receiver’s end most of the time as economically they are any day better than us,
moreover in past when financially we were in trouble, Sharad was jobless for some span of time and I was nearly eight month pregnant Suresh Bhaiya was our only support, he helped us whenever Sharad asked him, even though he was also not very sound at that time, he took money on interest to help us and never told us that and paid interest from his own pocket, and we came to knew about this after a very long time.
Above that somewhere I was very much attached to Rita Bhabhi, like these two were attached and I knew this very well that from last two years how desperate Rita Bhabhi was to get pregnant and every month she was expecting that she will conceive this time but she never succeeded. I also wanted her to get pregnant somehow and I was praying for that since they were trying
and now when this brutal fact was opened that she will never get pregnant while confronting with her wedded husband I was also depressed and keeping her in-laws psychology in mind I could make out that there is no other way out for her except this that she has to conceive through some other male and that is through someone who can be trustworthy and I did not had any doubt, that for this Suresh Bhaiya has any other person like Sharad in his life.
Anyway moving back in sequence Rita Bhabhi was looking at me very strangely and she asked me with bit of smile “you’ve enjoyed that?” I somewhat laughed on her question and facial expressions and suddenly my mood went pleasant and tried to justify myself by saying “Bhabhi don’t think otherwise…I mean I was not desiring all this… but I will say I am ok with it… and ready to forget all that….”
I paused and then spoke again while touching her hand “and I want you to get pregnant in these seven days…so now if once it is done… then I am ready to share my husband with you for that…” I don’t know what was driving me at that time and how I took that decision, no woman in this world can understand my mind state of that instant, my heart was pounding high while saying that.
I was deeply in love with my husband and it was a big sacrifice from my end, I was thinking about sharing my love with some other woman. It hardly makes any difference that woman is Rita Bhabhi; wife of my husband’s best friend rather I can that she was my best friend. “What are you saying Tripti” Rita Bhabhi did not believed what I said and she asked me back with perplexing gesture,
“haan…this is your ovulation period and for next seven days aap Sharad ke saath nights spend karoge…I am ok with it” I paused and tried to control my emotions and then spoke again “and I promise this matter will not go out of we four” somehow I spoke that and just then tears started floating in my eyes and Rita Bhabhi too went wet in her eyes and we hugged each other.
We lied on the bed silently while looking at roof and once again it was Rita Bhabhi who spoke first saying “I still can’t believe, whatever happened…! I mean this is not the way to handle a female body” and then she spoke again after a small pause “they were so brutal to us…” I smiled on her words and replied “Bhabhi I am use to of it… and believe me I enjoy all this”
Rita Bhabhi also smiled on my words, though whatever I said was not totally true, I was never fucked like that but certainly now when I was recalling all that I was feeling that it was good and I have enjoyed that. Next Rita Bhabhi asked me exactly what she wanted to ask and her words were “by the way…what will you do in these seven days …tum Suresh ke saath rahogi?”
I somewhat laughed on her question and could not decide what to say and I spoke “I don’t know…I have not decided yet…” I thought about telling her that exactly what my husband think about me and I spoke again “Sharad was saying ki main bahut badi Chuddakad hun… because I was enjoying getting fucked by Suresh Bhaiya” Rita Bhabhi smiled on my words and spoke
“Sharad Bhaiya is a bastard…how can he say that…Suresh was saying ki ye sab unhin ka plan tha… then why he is abusing you?” “Forget him…you tell me…main enjoy kar rahi thi kya?” I asked Rita Bhabhi and she smiled on my question and did not uttered anything as reply, I insisted her to speak and insisted her to speak truth by saying
“Bhabhi sach bolna…don’t hesitate” “hmmm…tum enjoy to kar rahi thi….” Finally she uttered the truth and I spoke again rather asked her “that means Sharad is right….main Chuddaakad hun…?” “nahi… you could see...main bhi enjoy kar rahi thi…don’t know how…may be because we are very close friends” “hmmm…..” I agreed with her statement.
“So you are thinking about sleeping with Suresh?” Rita Bhabhi asked me again and I smiled again and finally uttered “only if you will allow” Rita Bhabhi smiled to me and replied “meri taraf se haan hai…but sirf ek hi condition hai…whatever we will do we will do together, in the same room…I cannot stay alone with Sharad Bhaiya” “I hope you are not terrified?”
I asked her with a smile, “haan….uss clitoris rubbing ne meri jaan nikal di thi… Suresh never do this to me…” she replied back “Sharad often do it with me but…not while holding my thighs apart…that was too much…but still it was good” I replied and Rita Bhabhi slapped me on my shoulder lightly and spoke “Tum sachmuch Chuddakad ho…how can you enjoy that…”
“Sharad aapka husband hota to aap bhi enjoy karte” I replied back and our conversation went on going like that and I assured her that Sharad will not behave rough with her and she can stay alone with him but Rita Bhabhi did not agreed and uttered that she does not want to leave her husband alone with me too and that is why she want everything happening in front of her eyes.
Soon we discussed how to speak to men over this and I suggested teasing them in the beginning. We intentionally did not came out of the bedroom in the night to speak to them, just to increase their tension and in morning after freshen up I spoke to Sharad and Suresh Bhaiya on female’s behalf that we both need a divorce for the act they have done last night.
As expected both men were shocked, certainly they were not expecting such extreme. Men were thinking that they will get an emotional escape because of infertility problem of Suresh Bhaiya but we both behaved harsh and arbitrarily started packing our bags after throwing there cloths out on the bed. Suresh Bhaiya said sorry to me several times and to his wife too
and tried to convince me and Rita Bhabhi that it was Sharad’s idea and everything happened last night was planned by him. We told him that we know that but, he cannot justify whatever he did just by saying that it was his idea. Sharad also behaved more or less like Suresh Bhaiya, he tried to hold me physically to adore me but me: rather we remained unmoved and spoke reluctantly to them.
I prepared breakfast and told them get it from kitchen and took our plates to the room and bolted the door from inside. Anyway somewhere around 12 or 1 PM we decided to pretend that we; I and Rita Bhabhi are leaving and we came out of the bedroom ready to move with our bag packs and once again men started pleasing us and after lot of persuasion we agreed.
Something was running in my mind since night, when we both decided to tease them and while having breakfast separately in the room I spoke to Rita Bhabhi about that and she agreed to me and we did that to men as there punishment, though it was neither that notorious nor that brutal what they did with us but still we enjoyed, moreover men also enjoyed.
Now it was all together real fun to see own partner fucking with someone else and this time we females also helped our husbands in fucking other female. I myself inserted Sharad hard Penis into Rita Bhabhi and Rita Bhabhi also took Suresh Bhaiya monster to my fuckhole.
Anyway that is altogether a separate incident which I may write some other time with a detail what happened after that. Right now I will just say that we remained swapped for week time in the same room while fucking but always slept in our own partner’s arms. My husband Sharad fucked Rita Bhabhi numerous times,
and Suresh Bhaiya also fucked me on the same bed and told Rita Bhabhi to gain some weight so that her physical assets can also get fleshy like mine. In the end Sharad succeeded in leaving his seed in Rita Bhabhi’s womb which got fused with her ovum and at present Rita Bhabhi has delivered a baby boy successfully.
From the time Rita Bhabhi conceived we never tried to come in touch with each other’s partner sexually, can say that was the only week in which we swung our partner and now after more than a year these men are thinking about that again to excite their sex lives and decision is up to us.
In the end I will say we both; me and Rita Bhabhi are very positive to start swinging again and soon I will be having more things to share on this wonderful blog, so readers do post comment if they want to read me more.

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