It had been a long day of traveling, drinking, and enjoying the waves of the sea with my wife, Neha and my long-time friend, Prakash. Recently divorced, Prakash met us at our hotel room to for a well needed release of steam.
Before coming here when we asked him to come with us for this 4-5 days sea side tour, he said it was not possible for him because of an urgent meeting that came up suddenly. He said it was important for him to attend the meeting. But after we reached there at the sea side he called us and informed his office meeting has been canceled. So we asked him again to come and join with us. Earlier we new he was not coming, so we have booked just one room in the hotel. When we invited Prakash again, we didn't think about our couch, that's not much bigger than a loveseat, not being large enough for him to sleep on. Unfortunately it was a full packed tourist season and getting another room in the hotel was not possible. Fortunately, we had a king size bed in our bedroom. We told Prakash it was big enough for all of us to sleep comfortably and that we were good enough friends to make the situation work. Once back at the hotel room, we ate, drank some more, sat around the swimming pool, and drank some more. Needless to say, by the end of the evening our minds were cloudy and our bodies were weary..
Neha and I have always had one bad habit of leaving a T.V on in the room as we sleep. We always like having a little bit of sound and small amount of light in the room rather than complete darkness. That night it afforded Neha and me the opportunity to whisper to each other in bed, so that we couldn't be heard by Prakash. Once in bed, Prakash laid on one side face outward. I was lying on the other side facing inward, and Neha was in between us facing me.
As my mind began to focus on the three of us together in bed it obviously drifted into the direction of sex. My cock sprang to life and I took Neha's hand, so she could feel it. She grinned and whispered that we couldn't do anything about it right now. I said that I bet Prakash was just as hard as I was with her between us. She dismissed that saying that Prakash was an old friend and wouldn't be thinking about her like that. I reassured Neha that she was, even at 40, someone that any man would love to fuck. I reached my hand down and pulled up Neha's nighty and slipped my hand into her panties to cop a feel of her sweet pussy. Just as I suspected, she was soaking wet from our discussion. I told her it felt like she would like to try him out as well. She pulled my hand away and gave me a smirk, from which I couldn't tell if it meant yes or no.
About then, Prakash rolled over in bed and was now facing towards Neha's backside. Neha whispered to me that Prakash's leg was now on hers. I told her he probably did that on purpose. Again she dismissed me. A couple of minutes later I saw the covers move and Neha jerked lightly. "Honey", she said, "I think Prakash's hand is on my leg. What should I do?" To let her know how I felt about it, I once again took her hand and placed it on my raging hard-on. I told her that we are all adults and that if he's making a move on her that she should enjoy herself if she wanted to.
Nothing happened for a few minutes, but then I saw the covers move again as his hand moved off the top of her legs. Then, Neha whispered to me. "He pulled up my nighty and is putting his hands inside my panties on my butt. I'm so hot that somebody is going to have to fuck me. Are you sure you want this?" I told her that Prakash probably hasn't gotten laid in a while because of his divorce, so it should probably be him. It's only fair right? With that, she kissed me, while practically jammed her tongue down my throat, and then rolled over facing Prakash.
I thought I could hear them whispering, but with the T.V going couldn't make out anything that was said. And then, the covers began moving slowly again as it was apparent that they now had hands on each other, and her head began moving in a motion that made it obvious they were kissing. I saw Prakash start to look up, so I quickly shut my eyes. I heard him say in a low voice "looks like he's asleep". Neha then sat up in bed next to me, removed her nighty, and placed in on top of me. I knew that my friend, Prakash, was now seeing her gorgeous breasts. She then reached under the covers and removed her panties and placed them on the nighty. It was like an episode of the Twilight Zone in my head. I was coming to the realization that this was actually going to happen.
Neha lay back down, facing him, and pulled the covers back up. They pulled themselves together by intertwining their legs and once again began kissing. I couldn't believe my wife of 15 years was lying naked next to me kissing another man. After a few minutes, she pulled away from him lying face up. I felt her left leg pull up to my thigh which I knew meant that her legs were now spread. She reached over with her left hand and touched my swollen cock, which I think was to make sure I was still in agreement with the situation. Then the covers rose up as Prakash moved over on top of Neha. As he lowered himself down on top of her she let out a gasp, which I knew meant that Prakash's cock was now pushing inside my wife. All I could think about was the wet silkiness of my wife that he was now experiencing.
For a long while they lay still together kissing passionately. Then, the sheets began to move rhythmically. It was clear that for the first time since our marriage, Neha was being fucked by another man. I had been subtly opening my eyes slightly now and then to try and view what was happening. This time as I did, I became aware that Neha had her right hand on the back of Prakash's head pulling it down onto the pillow on the other side of her head and that she was facing me and looking me in the eyes. She took her left hand and placed it in my hand. What a surreal experience it was looking Neha in the eyes and holding her hand as she was being fucked. With each thrust into her, by Prakash's cock, her eyes would close slightly in obvious pleasure and her hand would clench. And, with her left leg on top of me, I could feel each thrust, myself.
As Neha's pleasure became more intense she was now facing up with her eyes closed and was breathing heavily. I don't know if she was getting too hot or if she wanted me to be able to see better what was happening, but she pulled her hand away from mine and ripped the covers off of them. I could now see Prakash's body on top of Neha. His butt cheeks were moving up and down forcing his cock in and out of my wife. With the covers off, the smell of their copulation was permeating the entire room. I felt like I wasn't even there. It was like watching a porno movie, except that my own wife was one of the actors. I couldn't believe how long he stayed inside her. I thought for sure that her sweet pussy would have sucked the cum out of him right away, but it must have been the alcohol at work because he just kept pumping away.
Finally, after what seemed like hours, his movements seemed to be getting more labored and his breathing became louder. Then, his body tensed up. He rammed is cock in harder than ever and let out a grunt under his breath that sounded like someone who really wanted to scream out as loud as he could but was resisting. Neha instinctively grabbed his ass cheeks and tried to pull him in deeper. My best friend, Prakash, was about to cum inside my wife and she was trying to get as much of it as deep in her as she could. An "oh" escaped Neha's lips as her legs wrapped around his and began to shake. Neha and Prakash were now locked firmly in orgasm together. Prakash pulled back and thrust again, then again, and again. Each time he did I visualized his semen shooting inside my wife.
What were minutes seemed like hours, until their bodies finally relaxed from what appeared to be the best sex either of them had ever had. Neha's legs relaxed their grip around Prakash and she dropped her hands to her side. Prakash continued to lie on top of Neha, obviously wanting to enjoy the sweet sensation of her pussy as long as he possibly could. Every so often, he would pull his cock back and slide it back into her. I couldn't blame him for still being hard inside her wonderful warmth. They were both sweating profusely and breathing heavily. Once again I reach over and took Neha's hand. She turned her head and looked at me. I smiled at her and she smiled back. We lay like that for a few minutes and then heard Prakash begin to snore. She tapped him on the back and he rolled off of her, facing away from us. For a brief second I got a glimpse of his cock. It was double the size of mine, and much thicker. Unbelievably it was still hard!. It was only seconds before he was again blissfully snoring.
I moved towards Neha and began kissing her. I reached down with my hand and found the unbelievable wetness between her legs. Neha asked "Are you mad? Are you still going to make love to me?" I answered by removing my underwear and quietly taking my place on top of her. My rock hard cock was pinned between us I forced my tongue in her mouth and kissed her with a passion like I hadn't done since we were young. Suddenly, I knew what I had to do. I moved down slightly and began kissing her sweet breasts and protruding nipples. I then moved lower and kissed her tummy that was still wet with the combined sweat that resulted from her lovemaking with Prakash. I moved lower again and kissed around her pubic region. She placed her hands on me and pulled slightly as if to say I don't want you to go any further, but I knew she wanted what was about to happen as much as I did. I then pushed myself all the way down until my hands were on her silky thighs and my face was in front of her well used pussy.
I teased her with my tongue by kissing and licking her thighs. While doing so I was intoxicated by the pungent aroma of their combined juices.
Before coming here when we asked him to come with us for this 4-5 days sea side tour, he said it was not possible for him because of an urgent meeting that came up suddenly. He said it was important for him to attend the meeting. But after we reached there at the sea side he called us and informed his office meeting has been canceled. So we asked him again to come and join with us. Earlier we new he was not coming, so we have booked just one room in the hotel. When we invited Prakash again, we didn't think about our couch, that's not much bigger than a loveseat, not being large enough for him to sleep on. Unfortunately it was a full packed tourist season and getting another room in the hotel was not possible. Fortunately, we had a king size bed in our bedroom. We told Prakash it was big enough for all of us to sleep comfortably and that we were good enough friends to make the situation work. Once back at the hotel room, we ate, drank some more, sat around the swimming pool, and drank some more. Needless to say, by the end of the evening our minds were cloudy and our bodies were weary..
Neha and I have always had one bad habit of leaving a T.V on in the room as we sleep. We always like having a little bit of sound and small amount of light in the room rather than complete darkness. That night it afforded Neha and me the opportunity to whisper to each other in bed, so that we couldn't be heard by Prakash. Once in bed, Prakash laid on one side face outward. I was lying on the other side facing inward, and Neha was in between us facing me.
As my mind began to focus on the three of us together in bed it obviously drifted into the direction of sex. My cock sprang to life and I took Neha's hand, so she could feel it. She grinned and whispered that we couldn't do anything about it right now. I said that I bet Prakash was just as hard as I was with her between us. She dismissed that saying that Prakash was an old friend and wouldn't be thinking about her like that. I reassured Neha that she was, even at 40, someone that any man would love to fuck. I reached my hand down and pulled up Neha's nighty and slipped my hand into her panties to cop a feel of her sweet pussy. Just as I suspected, she was soaking wet from our discussion. I told her it felt like she would like to try him out as well. She pulled my hand away and gave me a smirk, from which I couldn't tell if it meant yes or no.
About then, Prakash rolled over in bed and was now facing towards Neha's backside. Neha whispered to me that Prakash's leg was now on hers. I told her he probably did that on purpose. Again she dismissed me. A couple of minutes later I saw the covers move and Neha jerked lightly. "Honey", she said, "I think Prakash's hand is on my leg. What should I do?" To let her know how I felt about it, I once again took her hand and placed it on my raging hard-on. I told her that we are all adults and that if he's making a move on her that she should enjoy herself if she wanted to.
Nothing happened for a few minutes, but then I saw the covers move again as his hand moved off the top of her legs. Then, Neha whispered to me. "He pulled up my nighty and is putting his hands inside my panties on my butt. I'm so hot that somebody is going to have to fuck me. Are you sure you want this?" I told her that Prakash probably hasn't gotten laid in a while because of his divorce, so it should probably be him. It's only fair right? With that, she kissed me, while practically jammed her tongue down my throat, and then rolled over facing Prakash.
I thought I could hear them whispering, but with the T.V going couldn't make out anything that was said. And then, the covers began moving slowly again as it was apparent that they now had hands on each other, and her head began moving in a motion that made it obvious they were kissing. I saw Prakash start to look up, so I quickly shut my eyes. I heard him say in a low voice "looks like he's asleep". Neha then sat up in bed next to me, removed her nighty, and placed in on top of me. I knew that my friend, Prakash, was now seeing her gorgeous breasts. She then reached under the covers and removed her panties and placed them on the nighty. It was like an episode of the Twilight Zone in my head. I was coming to the realization that this was actually going to happen.
Neha lay back down, facing him, and pulled the covers back up. They pulled themselves together by intertwining their legs and once again began kissing. I couldn't believe my wife of 15 years was lying naked next to me kissing another man. After a few minutes, she pulled away from him lying face up. I felt her left leg pull up to my thigh which I knew meant that her legs were now spread. She reached over with her left hand and touched my swollen cock, which I think was to make sure I was still in agreement with the situation. Then the covers rose up as Prakash moved over on top of Neha. As he lowered himself down on top of her she let out a gasp, which I knew meant that Prakash's cock was now pushing inside my wife. All I could think about was the wet silkiness of my wife that he was now experiencing.
For a long while they lay still together kissing passionately. Then, the sheets began to move rhythmically. It was clear that for the first time since our marriage, Neha was being fucked by another man. I had been subtly opening my eyes slightly now and then to try and view what was happening. This time as I did, I became aware that Neha had her right hand on the back of Prakash's head pulling it down onto the pillow on the other side of her head and that she was facing me and looking me in the eyes. She took her left hand and placed it in my hand. What a surreal experience it was looking Neha in the eyes and holding her hand as she was being fucked. With each thrust into her, by Prakash's cock, her eyes would close slightly in obvious pleasure and her hand would clench. And, with her left leg on top of me, I could feel each thrust, myself.
As Neha's pleasure became more intense she was now facing up with her eyes closed and was breathing heavily. I don't know if she was getting too hot or if she wanted me to be able to see better what was happening, but she pulled her hand away from mine and ripped the covers off of them. I could now see Prakash's body on top of Neha. His butt cheeks were moving up and down forcing his cock in and out of my wife. With the covers off, the smell of their copulation was permeating the entire room. I felt like I wasn't even there. It was like watching a porno movie, except that my own wife was one of the actors. I couldn't believe how long he stayed inside her. I thought for sure that her sweet pussy would have sucked the cum out of him right away, but it must have been the alcohol at work because he just kept pumping away.
Finally, after what seemed like hours, his movements seemed to be getting more labored and his breathing became louder. Then, his body tensed up. He rammed is cock in harder than ever and let out a grunt under his breath that sounded like someone who really wanted to scream out as loud as he could but was resisting. Neha instinctively grabbed his ass cheeks and tried to pull him in deeper. My best friend, Prakash, was about to cum inside my wife and she was trying to get as much of it as deep in her as she could. An "oh" escaped Neha's lips as her legs wrapped around his and began to shake. Neha and Prakash were now locked firmly in orgasm together. Prakash pulled back and thrust again, then again, and again. Each time he did I visualized his semen shooting inside my wife.
What were minutes seemed like hours, until their bodies finally relaxed from what appeared to be the best sex either of them had ever had. Neha's legs relaxed their grip around Prakash and she dropped her hands to her side. Prakash continued to lie on top of Neha, obviously wanting to enjoy the sweet sensation of her pussy as long as he possibly could. Every so often, he would pull his cock back and slide it back into her. I couldn't blame him for still being hard inside her wonderful warmth. They were both sweating profusely and breathing heavily. Once again I reach over and took Neha's hand. She turned her head and looked at me. I smiled at her and she smiled back. We lay like that for a few minutes and then heard Prakash begin to snore. She tapped him on the back and he rolled off of her, facing away from us. For a brief second I got a glimpse of his cock. It was double the size of mine, and much thicker. Unbelievably it was still hard!. It was only seconds before he was again blissfully snoring.
I moved towards Neha and began kissing her. I reached down with my hand and found the unbelievable wetness between her legs. Neha asked "Are you mad? Are you still going to make love to me?" I answered by removing my underwear and quietly taking my place on top of her. My rock hard cock was pinned between us I forced my tongue in her mouth and kissed her with a passion like I hadn't done since we were young. Suddenly, I knew what I had to do. I moved down slightly and began kissing her sweet breasts and protruding nipples. I then moved lower and kissed her tummy that was still wet with the combined sweat that resulted from her lovemaking with Prakash. I moved lower again and kissed around her pubic region. She placed her hands on me and pulled slightly as if to say I don't want you to go any further, but I knew she wanted what was about to happen as much as I did. I then pushed myself all the way down until my hands were on her silky thighs and my face was in front of her well used pussy.
I teased her with my tongue by kissing and licking her thighs. While doing so I was intoxicated by the pungent aroma of their combined juices.