Have you experienced a threesome? If yes, how was it?

Yes , I have threesome experience with two friends of my husband,

It was summer . My husband’s friends from abroad have come down to visit him. I have never seen them until now. My hubby informed me that they will be staying with us for some time. I hated that idea, however, I obliged to it.

Two guys arrived that morning, they were in the hall talking to my hubby. I was wearing a dark red saree with my navel well-exposed and so tight that you can clearly see my curves and cleavage.

I went to serve coffee. As I bent down to offer the drink, my saree pallu dropped. Both guys stared at me in horror but I can feel that they were aroused! I quickly adjusted it before my hubby noticed it and walked back.

As I was walking back, I could feel the guys looking at my ass. I was a little offended but turned-on at the same time. I went into the guest bedroom to make it ready for them. I was changing the bed sheets while I felt a presence behind me.

“So beautiful”, Rakul, one of my husband’s friends said. He was standing inches away from my back that I could almost feel his dick on my ass.

“Excuse me?”, I said as if I haven’t heard anything.

“So beautiful house you got here”, Rakul said as he sat on the bed.

“Hehe, thanks”, I said nervously.

“I love your saree, by the way, Betty”, he said.

“Yeah? It is my husband’s gift for me”, I said proudly.

“I feel like I owe you a gift too”, he said winking at me and his one hand on his pant.

“Umm okay”, I said sheepishly. As I turned to leave the room, I almost crashed into Aditya, the other friend of my husband.

My boobs collided with his body and before I almost fell down, he grabbed me by my ass and said, “Be careful, dear.”

“Umm. Thank,s Aditya”, I said while I tried to get up. “I should go, my husband called me”, I said.

“Don’t worry dear, he is on the phone with his boss”, Aditya said while still having his hands on my ass and his chest leaning against my boobs.

“God damn, my unlucky day”, Rakul cursed from behind.

“You have a very soft body, Aisha”, Aditya said while squeezing my butt.

“Stop it, this is wrong”. I pushed him aside and ran to my room.

That night I kept thinking of this incident. As much as I hated them, they turned me on a lot. While I lay beside my husband, I moved my hands under the bedsheet and fingered myself. I couldn’t stop thinking about how it would feel if Rakul and Aditya fucked me at the moment.

Rakul was 42 years old, has an average physique with a small belly. However, Aditya was super hot for his age of 41 with a tender body.

The next morning my hubby and his friends went out. I took out my vibrator and started to play with my pussy as I was home alone. I was thinking of Aditya and Rakul fucking me. As I was about to climax, I heard the main door open.

I quickly pulled up my nightgown and ran to the hall. I saw both Aditya and Rakul entering the house but I couldn’t see my husband.

“Where is he?”, I enquired.

“He got some urgent work and gave us the house key”, Aditya said with a smirk on his face.

“Having fun?”, Rakul said looking at the vibrator which I was still holding in my hand.

“Shit!!!”, I ran into my bedroom in embarrassment. I heard them laughing as I closed my door.

I could hear muffled talks between the both saying, “Damn, she’s so hot man”, “Roshan is so lucky, he gets to fuck her every day”, “I could masturbate all day just by sniffing her saree from yesterday”, “I am already hard man”.

I couldn’t take it anymore. I quickly slipped into my tight red saree with revealing navel and cleavage and confirmed that the front door is locked. Then I opened the guest bedroom without knocking. The guys were staring at me as if they saw a ghost. I entered the room and closed the door behind.

“You know I can hear you gossiping through the walls”, I said with my hand on the wall revealing my navel. “Is this how you treat your friend’s wife?”, I shouted. They were embarrassed.

“I am sorry”, Aditya said.

“How long until my husband returns?”, I asked them.

“Maybe 4 hours or more”, Aditya said with a puzzled look. But Rakul understood everything. He came closer and suddenly grabbed me by my waist.

“What the hell dude!” Aditya exclaimed.

“Shut up, dumbass”, Rakul shouted at Aditya and asked me, “You know I am gonna fuck your brains out, right?”

“You can try”, I said naughtily while I removed my saree pallu.

In an instant, Rakul hugged and grabbed my ass and started kissing me rapidly. His saliva was everywhere on my face. Aditya understood now and joined the party. He grabbed me from behind and begin playing with my back which was visible since I was wearing a backless blouse. It felt like they both were starving for a very long time. They sucked me, bit me, and kissed me.

“Ahhhhhh”, I screamed.

“Shut up you, whore”, Rakul said rudely. “Grab her legs”, he ordered Aditya. My husband’s horny friends carried me to the bed and dropped me like a toy.

“Her ass is mine and mine only”, Rakul said to Aditya.

Aditya jumped over me and squeezed my boobs. He bit my lips. I stripped him naked and could feel his 8-inch cock against me. He slowly moved his hands towards my legs, lifted up my saree and caressed my white thighs.

“My god, baby, you are hot as hell”, Aditya said which turned me on while Rakul stripped naked and began jerking off by watching us. He had a huge cock too.

Aditya finally stripped me naked. He bit my boobs and he moved his hands slowly around my clit. I was already dripping wet and I couldn’t take it anymore.

“Please Adi, fuck me, I beg you”, I cried.

“You whore”, Rakul laughed while still jerking off seeing us.

“ I don’t have a condom”, Aditya said.

“It is ok. For god’s sake, just fuck me”, I screamed while pulling his ass between my legs.

“Ok baby, anything for you”, he said putting his 8-inch erect penis inside my pussy. This was the first time I was getting fucked without a condom.

“Oh god.. yes.. yes baby… right there.. aaahhhhh… faster Adithya”, I screamed.

His cock was moving very fast while I grabbed his ass and pulled it back and forth.

Since it was summer tine, we both were sweating profusely. Out sweaty, watery bodies were tangled together while Aditya fucked me so hard.

After about 5 minutes of intense fucking, he gave one huge stroke against my pussy.

“Ahhhh baby yaaaaa..”, he screamed while closing his eyes.

I could instantly feel a warm fluid gushing through my pussy into my body. I realized my husband’s friend just came inside my pussy. It felt heavenly.

“Ahhhhh ohhh myyy.. My husband never fucked me like this baby”, I said while reaching orgasm myself. We both came at the same time. We both lay there naked, eyes fixed at each other and slowly kissing each other’s lips.

Instantly, I felt a huge pain in my hair. Rakul got up from his seat and pulled me by my hair. He pulled be down from my bed and made me kneel while my pussy is dripping of white cum.

“Hey, take it easy man”, Aditya said to Rakul.

“Your turn is over, this bitch is mine now”, Rakul said with a smirk. Aditya laid in the bed tired.

“You fucking slut. I gonna fuck you”, he said. Before I could answer, he grabbed my face and shoved it onto his penis which is now hard as a rock. I was literally gagging on an 8-inch penis. He grabbed my hair and moved vigorously front and back. It was hurting a lot but I loved every second of it.

“You like that, huh? You dirty whore”, he said while gagging me. I couldn’t answer. “After this, I am gonna fuck your ass, you got that?”, he said.

I wanted to teach him a lesson. I quickly moved my hands and quickly grabbed both his ass cheeks. He was taken aback but smiled. I understood this and kept squeezing his ass.

“Oh dear god, yes yes, don’t stop it”, he cried in pleasure.

As he was standing, I kept caressing his back thighs while deepthroat blowing his cock. I could actually feel his penis getting wet. This was the moment.

“Baby , no.. don’t make me cum, you fucking whore. I still have to fuck your ass”, he cried. As he could finish the sentence, I grabbed his butt cheeks, pulled it apart and put my finger into it.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh god noooooooo”, he let out a cry which even scared Aditya.

With his legs trembling, he grabbed my hair and came inside my mouth. He made sure I swallowed all his cum.

“You whore, swallow it now, bitch”, he shouted.

I swallowed his cum. While he removed his cock from my mouth, I noticed a little cum dripping from his dick. I quickly grabbed his penis.

“I want all of it”, I said and with my tongue, I licked a small drop from his cock while he let out a moan. I swallowed a load of cum that day.

For the next few minutes, we three lied in the bed naked and tired while I was in the middle. I just realized I had a gangbang in my own house with my own husband’s friends.

Aditya kept caressing my hair while Rakul rubbed my thighs.

“Sorry for being rude with you, baby. You really are beautiful”, Rakul apologized which made me blush instantly.

Rakul promised on that day that my ass belonged to him and he made sure he kept his promise. For the next few hours, he fucked my ass mercilessly and sprayed his sperm all over my ass hole, on my face, my hair, and my boobs.

For the next few days, my husband’s friends would sometimes hit my ass, grab my boobs and pinch my navel when my husband was not looking. It was all fun for a few days. The day they were about to leave, both made sure they kissed me when Roshan was not looking.

Rakul hit my ass naughtily and said, “Hope Roshan takes care of your ass well”, and winked.

I gave them a gift each.

Rakul got a set of my bra and pantie which I was wearing on the first day when we met. Aditya got the tight red saree which I was flaunting on the first day. It was almost torn apart but hope it would be a memory for him. When he left, I saw him sniffing my saree.

I had summoned a guy from the casual encounters section of Craigslist, and as we were sitting on my sofa discussing what we would and wouldn’t be down for, I mentioned that I’d always wanted to try a mmf threesome. He got a twinkle in his eye, made a phone call, and before long “Tag” showed up.

Tag was young and lean, fit and gorgeous. We adjourned to the bedroom and the usual stuff happened. I learned that having a man on each breast was everything I thought it would be and more. Things were getting hot and heavy with me between them, making out with the other guy while Tag fondled me.

After a while, I realized no one was touching me. I reached up to one of the many arms and followed it and realized they were touching each other.

Have you ever had a moment where you just know your decision is going to alter the rest of your life? A moment so profound that you know it’s implications will forever change you? This was one of those moments for me. I had lost my breath, unsure of what to say as these guys reached over me to stroke each other.

I blurted out “what the fuck? That’s AWESOME” and that was the best thing I could have said. They laughed and let go of each other and set about absolutely rocking my world. It turns out MMF threesomes with men who are comfortable with themselves are pretty great experiences. I’ve indulged in a few more since then, but nothing beats the first time.

Since then I have dove feet first into the lgbt community. I provide counseling on an lgbt hotline, had a girlfriend for a while, befriended some transwomen and met the World’s Gayest Social Worker. It turns out weird is my tribe, and I love my new life. If I had reacted differently in that moment I never would have learned anything about the infinite diversity in infinite combinations that I have learned over these last few years.