Adultery Indian Wife & a Threesome by rupanita-Completed

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Then, suddenly, I felt the tie-strings of my bikini bottoms being pulled at.


‘Is it okay if I take off your bottoms, Anita?’ she asked in her softest, sexiest voice.

‘Yes,’ I whispered.

I arched my back and raised my bum up slightly, allowing Sunita to strip off my last stitch of clothing.

She continued slowly and sensually kneading my legs, my feet, and my arms. I wanted so much to kiss her. My state of arousal was snowballing out of control. I felt drops of warm oil on my bare bum. My heart raced as I waited for her touch. I felt her hesitate momentarily, before placing her soft hands on my buttocks. She lovingly worked in the hot oil, and I felt drips trickle into the crack of my ass and down towards my already soaking wet pussy.

She paid special attention to my soft, round bum - slowly and lovingly rubbing in the hot oil. I could feel her thumbs almost touch the lips of my pussy as they worked the cheeks of my ass. A soft moan escaped from my lips.

‘Why don't you turn over?’ she asked.

My heart was pounding as I rolled over and lay on my back. I looked up into her eyes. She sprinkled oil on my tummy and my breasts. My saucer-size nipples were swollen and puffy and unbelievably sensitive.

‘You don't mind if I take this off, do you?’ she asked as she removed her own bikini top.

Her lovely full breasts sprang free, and hung so firm and ripe before me as she bent over and worked in the droplets of oil. Her nipples’ hue was pinkish as compared to chocolate brownish of mine although our complexions were somewhat similar. When she began massaging my breasts; gently tracing circles around the swollen areola, I could resist no longer.

I reached up and placed my hand on her behind, slipping a few fingers inside the hem of her bikini bottoms.

Sunita looked directly into my eyes and said, ‘If I was a man I'd so want to fuck you right now. ‘There was a short pause before she added, ‘Actually, I'm a woman, and I STILL really want to fuck you right now.‘

‘Well, why don't you?’ I answered breathlessly.

She leaned over, her warm breasts pressed against mine, and searched my eyes with her own. Her gaze moved to my lips, and then she slowly, softly, kissed me.

I almost came from that one kiss. It was electric, and it lasted. When it was over, Sunita took me by the hand and led me to her bedroom where we made love atop her silk sheets.

She stripped of her bikini bottoms and I saw for the first time her exquisite, neatly trimmed pussy.

She lay with me and our bodies became intertwined. The feeling of another woman's body pressed against my own was nostalgic and exciting. Her soft, heavy breasts felt wonderful against my skin. I could feel her erect nipples when they brushed against me. We kissed and explored each other's bodies for what seemed like hours. It was all so tender and sensual. She teased and toyed with me, almost but never quite touching my pussy with her fingers, until I finally begged her to place her hand between my legs. When she did, I almost came once again. She kissed her way down my body one last time before tossing her long mane of black hair aside and settling in between my legs. My heart raced in anticipation of her kissing my wet, swollen pussy. When she did, I let out a breathy sigh and closed my eyes.

Being one herself, it was perhaps only natural that Sunita knew just how to please another woman. She knew exactly where and how hard to touch with her fingers; where and how hard to lick with her tongue. And best of all, she knew where to find that delicious little g-spot zone just up and inside a woman's opening. In no time at all she had me bucking my hips, arching my back and groaning wildly.

I spread the lips of my pussy even wider to afford her greater access. The pleasure was mind-blowing. The first of many orgasms began to build in my tummy. It kept building and building until I felt like my head would explode. Finally, after inserting a few fingers and continuing to lick the nib of my clitoris, I came in a loud, writhing crescendo.

When it was over, a large wet spot on the sheets marked the occasion. We locked in an embrace and kissed and suckled each other's breasts as the tremors of my orgasm flitted through my body.

We spent the remainder of that afternoon in her bed; intoxicated with each other; making love for several more hours. It was incredible. It was quite unlike sex with a man; equally enjoyable, but different. Different, for no other reason than it's two people making love with the same bodies.

I experienced a total of five orgasms that day, and I returned the favour in kind, helping Sunita achieve almost as many. Afterwards, we slept naked in each other's arms. When we awoke, we took a leisurely shower together in the stand-up shower.

Best of all, when it was time to leave, there was no post-coital feeling of guilt or regret. We hugged one last time before I left. It had been one of the very best sexual experiences of my life. It was just love. I positively beamed that day. Little did I know what lay ahead.

The following week, Sunita was slightly taken aback when I told her that I'd explained what had transpired between us to Amit. I said that we had always been completely honest with each other in our marriage. Both of us have had fantasies; of threesome and foursomes. Amit often told me that watching me having sex with another man would turn him on tremendously and that was why he had deliberately let other onlookers have a look at the nude me while I had carried on changing blissfully unaware that I was being watched. I, on the other hand wanted him to make love to another woman with me egging them on. No sly affairs for us. Sunita was intensely curious about his reaction, not to mention a bit worried he might have reacted in anger. I laughed and assured her that it was quite the contrary. Amit was quite turned on. Sunita seemed quite surprised and the expressions on her face said as much. What she did not know was that Amit too had noticed her by now and if somehow I could pull off a threesome, well that would be heavenly for all of us.

‘When did you tell him?’ she asked shyly.

‘When we were making love. He wanted to know all about you, your breasts, pussy everything. After all if I liked what I saw, why should I not have shared it with him. I hope you don’t mind that I told him all.’

‘No, its okay. Tell me Anita, frankly, does nudity fascinate you?’ Sunita asked me.

‘Yes, it does. In fact whenever possible I try to remain nude. A positive spin off is that we make love much more frequently. Not only that we put in extra effort to maintain our bodies in shape.’

‘What about your maids/ servants? I mean are they not a drag?’ Sunita was still curious.

‘Not at all. After a few days they realize that Mem Sahib is not too fond of covering herself up and they adjust accordingly. They respect me for the person I am, not because they see me covered or nude. Just because somebody sees me sans clothes doesn’t mean that I am extending an invitation? ’ I smiled.

‘I… I guess you are right.’ She said.

The next day, I called again and invited her over for some nice wine that I had picked up to be followed with a swim in the pool or a dip in their Jacuzzi that Saturday night. She readily accepted and asked if there was anything she could bring.

‘Just that sexy bikini you were wearing that day,’ I replied with a naughty twinkle though she could not have seen it but perhaps my voice must have been a give away.

I also mentioned that Amit would be there that night, and that he was looking forward to seeing her, as he'd been so busy of late.