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Wanted to peep thru the keyhole but when we reached there, we realized the door was not completely shut. There was a gap thru which we could get a suitable view. Shyam being much taller than me stood behind me, holding my breasts. We were watching a live show! An act of lovemaking and an act of raw sex!! I had watched many blue films. But watching Ishan and Seema was an incredible experience.
Ishan and Seema were sitting on the bed, naked. Seema was in his lap with her legs knotted around his buttocks. And Ishan was kissing her intently while tweaking her nipples. They went on kissing for few seconds till Ishan laid her on the bed. Now we could see Seema’s pointed tits and Ishan’s rock hard cock. Suddenly, I felt my breasts getting squeezed with great force. ‘Ouch..’ I said and turned around to face Shyam. ‘Sorry could not help! Am getting highly aroused watching your husband making love to my wife.’ Saying so, Shyam pushed his tongue into my mouth and played with mine for a while.
In the meantime, we heard Seema moaning real loud and relishing every bit of Ishan. Wanting to catch the action again we swiftly turned to see Ishan licking Seema’s pussy like there is no tomorrow. Seema lifted her pelvis a bit and held Ishan’s head, almost burying him into her pussy. ‘Ishan, what a phenomenal pussy licker you are. Gayatri is so lucky, you everyday must be licking her. Isn’t it!’ Ishan didn’t bother to reply. I guess, he didn’t want to leave the pussy that is driving him crazy.
‘Slut…!!!’ Remarked, Shyam. ‘That’s what she tells me when my tongue is sliding on her clitoris.’ ‘Jealous?’ I asked Shyam while continuing to watch the couple in bed. ‘I always thought I have a PhD in oral sex. But looks like your husband has outdone me today. Good for Seema.’
The moaning in the bed now got little louder and along with that Shyam’s cock on my back, too got very hard. ‘Ishan..Ishan..Ishan …I am coming. Move your tongue faster…up and down.’ Seema was chanting my husband’s name. My husband!! I started feeling very jealous. Especially, seeing Ishan serving her like a slave. Here, Shyam started to jerk against my ass. ‘What are you doing?’ I asked Shyam without shifting my focus from Ishan. Shyam spoke into my ears. ‘Your ass is so tight, baby.. feel like pumping you. But don’t worry, I won’t enter your ass. I will just rub myself. Is that ok?’
I was relieved. I know it is not easy to enter the rear side. It will hurt me like crazy and I was not ready for that pain at that moment. My thoughts were interrupted by Seema’s famous chant, ‘Ishan…Ishan..’ My hand involuntarily pulled Shyam’s hand on to my pussy to rub my clitoris. His finger went deep into my cunt. ‘Wow, you are dripping.’ Said Shyam. ‘You are getting very excited watching your husband lick my wife’s pussy. Aren’t you?’
‘Actually, I am getting wet looking at your wife’s tits jiggle’. Shyam peeped over my shoulder to look into my eyes. ‘Aha, so you like her body.’ ‘I think..’ Hearing that, Shyam got aggressive. He started to rub my clitoris up and down, sometimes shoving his finger deep inside my cunt bringing the moisture on to the petals. ‘Ishan..Ishan..I am coming…I am coming.’ Seema was circling her buttocks and moving herself in harmony with Ishan’s tongue. There was silence for few seconds. Guess, she got what she wanted. Ishan pulled himself up and mounted Seema to kiss her lips.
I could not wait any longer. So, I held Shyam’s hand and began to rub myself along with him. ‘Let’s synchronize..’ he said. ‘Now..now..’ I was about to come. Shyam slowly began to enter my rear hole. Just one inch inside me and ejaculated, moaning endlessly. At the same time, I wet his finger and released my juices. What a mind-blowing experience that was! After recovering, we looked at Ishan and Seema. They were still in bed, holding each other affectionately.
I felt little sorry for Ishan. Three people in this room had their share of orgasm except Ishan. Poor guy! When I expressed my thoughts aloud, Shyam made a comment. ‘Babes, you have no clue what kind of pleasure Ishan is going to have now. His joy will be three of ours put together.’ I didn’t know what he was saying. But realised it soon in a state of daze!
Ishan slowly started to kiss Seema on her lips. Seema hungrily reached for his tongue and licked his lips all over. She was getting a high, licking her own juices so shamelessly smeared on half of Ishan’s face. Their kissing was violent, as if they needed something more. Ishan also played with her tongue, and now is licking all over her face. His hand was dark in contrast to Seema’s wheatish colour breast. Her areolae are larger than mine. She looked damn sexy, and has stirred up a wetness in my lions. The lesbian in me seemed to rise forth. I wanted to get intimate with Seema. Am I a bisexual ? Nothing wrong. The female form needs to be loved because womanhood is so beautiful. Here I am planning my first lesbian act with Seema. When Ishan and Shyam are away, we can love each other like never before.
I just love the way Shyam pressed my breasts. That I belong to him now is giving me a queer sense of pleasure. Meanwhile I could see Ishan sucking Seema’s left breast and fondling the right one. Seema started moaning uncontrollably, “Ishan the way you suck my breasts is simply wonderful….ahhhh…..Ishan….Ishan…..suck my nipples, they are yours….ahhh….ha….haaaa”. Seema was gasping for breath. She is ten times more expressive than me in bed. Ishan is loving it. I’m certainly quiet compared to her. There is a glazed expression in her eyes, she no longer seemed to look at Ishan, she seemed to be lost in a wave of pleasure.
Ishan lifted himself from Seema, spread her legs and slowly inserted his hard cock between her legs, and in a second was engulfed by Seema’s pussy lips. Seema screamed hard with a rapturous expression, “Ahhhh Eeeeeshaaan, touch me right in there…..ah….ah….ah”. Suddenly Ishan started humping her fast, they were moving together in a very smooth coordinated motion, but quite fast. I just could not see Ishan’s cock, it was nestled right in. His chest crushed her breasts, and she was lying in his arms in a possessive embrace. They were kissing each other, at the same time. It was a beautiful sight to watch the conjugal sex between Seema and Ishan.
This cannot be their first time. Such beautiful understanding of each other’s bodies and coordination of motions, this cannot be their debut. Ishan would take ages to enter me, and here in less an a second he is deep into Seema. I immediately led Shyam aside and asked him,
“Did you enjoy watching them together Shyam”.
“I think they put on quite a show, seemed to be enjoying themselves much more than us.”
“Did it not occur to you that this seemed a perfect sexual act practiced over many fucks”. This is the first time I have uttered the word fuck. What is happening to me ?
“Yes, I don’t question your comment, hence let us see them orgasm together, it will be proved beyond doubt, that they have been disloyal to us”.
Saying so, we both have come back to peep through the act. Seema was almost unconscious, only the shuddering of her lions could tell us that she was at her peaks, and she orgasmed violently. There would have been around ten to twelve quick gyratory movements of her pelvis, and then she dropped holding onto Ishan for dear life.
Strangely, Ishan continued with the same rhythm. It is over five minutes now, they are into the act. He was continuously pumping his butt into Seema, after around two minutes, Seema started tightening her fingers onto Ishan’s back. “Aaaaaa ….. am coming again Ishan”. Yet another shudder, which rocked Seema from top to bottom. Ishan was still unstoppable.
They started kissing profusely. “I love you Seema. Are you ready for your third orgasm”. “Yes, yes Ishan, don’t stop. I love your hard cock. It is so thick, so nice, you have the best cock in this world”. I quickly glanced at Shyam, who grimaced at that remark. He stopped moving his fingers in my cunt. I whispered into his ears, “you have got the best cock I have ever seen or felt Shyam, my husband cannot even enter me properly”. He felt good, and I reassured him with a loving kiss on his lips.
Meanwhile we have missed Seema’s third orgasm. She was in a state of delirium. “Ishan – how can you be so hard, so long. It is your turn to come now. Please come in my pussy.” “No Seema, today I will make you come seven times. Let us go for it”. Well that gave in. I looked at Shyam and it was the best combination of a smile and a surprise. “You are right about them Gayatri”, was what I could read in Shyam’s expression. To reassert our relationship, I quickly went on my knees and swallowed Ishan’s 9-inch long dick.
I pulled the dark skin back, and started licking with my tongue his pink meat. I stopped watching Ishan and Seema, while Shyam continued to watch his wife of 25 years get a solid pounding from my dear husband. Meanwhile I was playing with his balls, they are huge in size. Shyam is more of a man than Ishan, and for the first time I have started enjoying sex completely. For the next ten minutes I was sucking him without stopping him. I could only hear Seema come every two minutes, till I heard Ishan scream in hushed tones, “Seeemaaaaa …. I am coming”. I could feel Shyam’s hands in my hair and holding onto me roughly. When the first drops of semen hit my throat, I could hear Ishan complete his orgasm and ask Seema, “How was it”.
Now Shyam was coming in my mouth endlessly, and I heard him say. “It was fantastic Ishan, wasn’t it Seema.” With a mouthful of semen, I looked around and found that Shyam was holding the door wide open. I was on my knees nude and holding Shyam’s semen, part of it dripping from the corner of my mouth. Seema and Ishan were fully nude in each other’s arms, bodies bathed in sweat. They were not surprised to see us, because they have left the door open purposely. They planned this out, haven’t they.
I got up and went close to Seema, and kissed her on her lips transferring her husband’ semen into her mouth. She just pulled up from Ishan’s embrace, without losing hold of my lips and began to hug me closely. We kissed each other, and tasted all juices possible. In my last many years of life, I have abhorred the thought of oral sex, and now the juices are flowing freely and shamelessly.
Marriage Of Two Couples – Part 3