I just left my wife at her lover’s house. Driving home, I was so distracted thinking about them together that I briefly lost my way. This all started a few months ago when my wife caught me masturbating while watching women on a webcam online. Asha got mad, claiming I was taking away from her, and walked away pouting. She didn’t even want me to touch her. Yes, I was masturbating a lot, at least once a day, often three or four times a week. Still, we had an active love life—I was always willing when she was ready. But she felt my masturbating took away the spark that would be there if she were my only outlet. So I agreed to not play with my self, or at least not come, if Asha wasn’t around. I could still watch porn and read Penthouse Letters, so I was hard all the time, but to have release I had to have her.
I started rubbing her at work we have our own business whenever I could, and pin ning her to the kitchen counter when we were alone. I guess she was right—our love life did become more frequent and intense. But I feared that for variety’s sake I would give in to my urges. Asha and I have always had an open marriage. After divorcing her high school sweetheart she didn’t think she could be Nailaful to one man. I thought it was great being able to have sex with other women without risking the marriage—it just didn’t turn out quite like I thought.
Over our 30 years together Asha has maintained her sexy looks and attitude. She has a slim, shapely body and is highly sexed—when she’s on a roll, she can’t be stopped! Her grin, or a flash of her breasts or pussy, is all it takes to make me hard.
In our open arrangement I’ve had my share of women, on my own, in threesomes and with couples. What surprised me about swinging was that I get less pleasure from sex with other women than from watching my wife get fucked. The first time we were with a couple and I saw her getting into the guy, I got instantly hard, and the idea continues to excite me. Two-thirds of the 50-plus men Asha’s fucked since we’ve been married were in couples or threesomes with a man. I especially like to watch her with a new man. As she explores, she hardly knows I’m in the room. I sit back and watch her savoring new sen ations and ways of reaching climax when the guy leaves, she’s all charged up and ready to go! But I’m even excited when she does it alone with a man. She gets incredibly horny before hand and I get the benefit!
A few weeks into my orgas mic restrictions, a couple we met a few years back found us online. I’d always wanted to meet with them again—I thought the wife, Naila, was beautiful and a delight to be with—but while Arnav, the husband, had a lot of the traits Asha enjoys in a man tall, slim, good-looking , she hadn’t really enjoyed the sex with him and was hesitant. Meeting them again, we were both surprised how much we enjoyed being with them. Soon we were at their house, coupled in separate rooms. Naila and I had slow, sensual sex. She’d have happily given head forever if I didn’t lead her into other out lets—I seemed to spark in her an openness to exploring new pleasures. Asha and Arnav, meanwhile, had the rough, pounding, animal-like sex she so enjoys.
The next day Asha asked me if she could see Arnav alone—the next night! Know ing how much fun she was having, I said to go for it. In time she decided she wanted him to be her lover, not just a fuck buddy. Since I wanted to see Naila as well, this led to a series of late-night swaps—sometimes in the same house in separate rooms , sometimes apart. We enjoyed intense sexual play, but I wasn’t experiencing my pleasure of seeing Asha with another man. Four days ago, a Wednes day, Naila and Arnav were at our place, and as we chat ted in the kitchen, things got amorous. While Naila and I kissed and fondled, Arnav gave Asha a long, pas sion ate kiss. With her blouse open, he was pinching the nipples of her bare tits. They retired to the upstairs bedroom, and Naila and I to the couch in the living room, for another lovely evening of lovemaking. Naila and I even indulged our desire for anal sex. It turned out that Asha had also eagerly had Arnav take her in her ass.
Afterward, Naila and I fon dled on the deck while Asha and Arnav were relaxing in the pool. Asha’s always up for more sex, and I watched her and Arnav embrace in the water. He pressed her to the pool wall and kissed her and pinched her nipples. They chased each other around, then caught each other and started their sexual play all over. At one point he had her against the ladder in the deep end in such a way that she was able to straddle his hips so he could enter her. She told me later of her surprise at having an orgasm in the pool.
In bed that night Asha asked if, with Naila being out of town for the weekend, she could spend a night with Arnav. I said sure, if I could go along and at least for a time have a threesome. I would have let her go even if she said no, but she smiled and said, “That’d be great.” One of the best build ups we ever had started that night as we fucked in our special zone.
Thursday. In the morning, while Asha slept, as I got up to go to work I rubbed her leg, and she moaned. I slid my hand between her legs, brushing her lips, and she spread her legs slightly, allowing me to insert a finger. I found her pussy wet—from some sexy dream? Her moans grew louder. Ever since my masturbation ban, a situation like this gives me an instant hard-on. I rubbed it across her lips, and she spread her legs even more. I gave in to the sensation of her velvety vagina and let myself come quickly.
At work later, Asha came up to me and whispered, “I love the wet spot you left me. You can do that again!” All day we teased each other, and several times she came to my office, closed the door and sat on my lap. By the time we got home we were on fire. We didn’t even take off our clothes before rubbing each other up. Then we made out on the couch.
Before Asha comes, she enters an orgasmic zone that can go on forever, so I work to stay hard as long as she needs. When she’s ready, she gives me a signal. That night it was my favorite: her strad dling my legs in reverse cow girl while I sit on a couch, so she has the leverage to fuck me long and hard. As she gets excited, her succulent vaginal lips open and her clit stands out from her pussy, exposing sensitive nerves. It didn’t take long, as I watched her round ass and her pussy lips suck my cock like a mouth, for me to come inside her. Her juices ran over my balls to the floor.
That night when I climbed in bed and started reading, the bed was shaking slightly. I looked over and saw that Asha was reading her Kindle but the blankets over her crotch were moving quickly back and forth. She threw back the covers to reveal her finger between her pussy lips. “I’m reading that Penthouse Letters book you bought me,” she said with a wicked smile.
I asked what she was read ing, and she said, “It’s about two guys taking on a woman. The guys scissor their legs together, putting their cocks close to each other so she can suck both heads at the same time.” Her masturbation became more vigorous. I heard squishing noises as her juices flowed. I slid a finger in her pussy, and it was coated with warm come.
I said, “Would you like Arnav and me to do that to you?”
“Oh yes,” she moaned. Then she grabbed my hard cock and masturbated me.
“Would you like me to come on you?” I asked.
She whispered, “Yes.”
It didn’t take long, with the image of two cocks in her mouth, for me to spurt all over her fingers, pussy and belly. Her legs trembled as she was wracked by another climax. That was enough to put us both to sleep.
I awoke at four with Asha restless next to me. I said, “You okay?”
“Yes,” she said, “I’m just distracted by thoughts of having two guys.”
We fucked briefly, until she could get back to sleep.
Friday. I had to work a short day, and then we were to drive the hour and a half to Asha’s mother’s for lunch. I was delighted to find she had her Kindle and meant to read letters from Penthouse Letters the trip raced by as she read stories of men taking other men’s wives. On the drive back, out came the Kindle again, and while she read letters she rubbed the crotch of her panties.
I suggested we stop by the lingerie store and get her some new items for Arnav to enjoy. We got an assortment including a half-bra I always wanted her to try. Once in a while, when Asha’s exceptionally horny, we play dress-up. I help her get into sexy outfits, and she parades them for me. That’s what we did when we got home. We got her in the half-bra with a red bustier, garter belt, silk hose and slit panties. She was the sexiest sight with the bra pushing her breasts up, her nipples hard and easily accessible.
She said, “It’s obscene.”
“That’s exactly the point,” I said, sucking her nipples.
“Arnav will like this,” she said. She let me fondle her and her sexy clothing while I fingered her pussy. We tried on the other outfits, judging how much each might turn Arnav on. She even had me take a cell-phone picture of one outfit to send him.
Still wearing the last outfit, she fell on the recliner, parted her legs and beckoned me. In my constant state of readiness I was ready for action. Halfway through she said, “Fuck me in the ass, please. I want to get ready for Sunday.” I pushed her legs back farther and entered slowly. Within a few strokes she began to come. Her juices lubricated my cock even more.
Later, while we relaxed on the deck, Asha said, “I wonder what the best position will be for DP.”
Saturday. When I arrived home from my last Saturday errand, I found Asha wearing a sundress in the kitchen. As I moved up to her, she lowered the straps off her shoulders and said,
“I’m wearing the obscene one.” I started to pinch her nipples, and she said, “Let’s go upstairs.” Both of us seemed ready for sex anytime, anyplace.
We were fucking away on the recliner when she said, “Let’s get on the bed.” I was puzzled until she said, “I want to practice DP.”
She leaned over the bed offering her backside while she inserted a curved glass dildo in her pussy. My cock slid in her ass. She fucked her pussy and I fucked her ass until she grunted and came. She had me pull out, and she laid on her back with her pussy and ass at the edge of the bed. “Take me this way,” she said. “This is how Arnav fucked me the other night. This time I want to use my toy too.”
I took the toy and buried it in her vagina. “You want two guys in you like this?” I said.
“Oh yes, I want you to fuck me hard,” which I did till she came again. She said, “Pull out and come on me.” So I got to masturbate on her.
Sunday. I had to work and didn’t get home till just before it was time to head off to Arnav’s. Asha was nearly dressed but needed me to help her with the final steps. She had selected the “obscene” outfit she’d worn the other day! I got ready as quickly as I could, and we headed out the door. Since she was spending the night, she took her own car. She was so anxious to see Arnav, she sped off. When I arrived, she was already inside.
I get turned on just seeing Asha in the arms of another man. Now she had two lovers at once! She was comfortable with both of us and held nothing back as Arnav opened her front and bared her breasts and I rubbed her ass through her tight skirt.
When Asha is horny, she wastes no time making it to the bedroom. Within minutes she was laying back on the bed, her body bathed in sunlight from the window, which showed off her red bustier. Her hard nipples capped the round breasts put on display by her half-bra. An inviting grin asked us to take her. Arnav and I both stripped quickly, both sporting hard-ons, and took turns sucking on Asha’s nipples, playing with her pussy and kissing her lips. At one point we were each sucking a nipple at the same time, prompting her to squeal, “I like this!”
She was quickly wanting more. I watched while Arnav teased her. His cock is about the same length as mine, seven inches, but his is a good deal thicker. He began to rub his cockhead up and down her pussy. Each time she started to come, he would pull back. Before she grew too frustrated, he would shove his cock in to the hilt and make her cry out, then pull out and tease her more. Asha likes aggressive men, and she likes it when men take charge. This went on for a good ten minutes, the mounting frustration boosting her sexual energy until she cried out, “For God’s sake, please fuck me.”
“Oh no,” Arnav said, “I’m going to tease you some more.” With that he shoved his cock in her cunt again. All this while I helped push Asha against Arnav to inten sify the pressure. I love to watch a thick cock spread her pussy, with her lips pulling at him. While he teased her, she sucked my cock. At one point Asha tried to take matters into her own hands, grabbing Arnav and trying to force him into her. He would have none of it, and pinned her arms to the bed, then resumed teasing her, in this case ramming all the way in her.
Watching all this kept my cock rock-hard. Arnav and I switched out, and I slid easily in Asha’s pussy. He moved up, put his cock at her lips and pulled her head to his crotch. His penis was in her mouth only a few inches from my face while I set a slow, hard rhythm.
As she swallowed his cock, she grew more excited. I’ve always known that her pussy grips tightly when there’s a cock in her mouth, and tonight she was holding tight. It took all my will to not come. She was going wild, and if I wasn’t familiar with the state of excitement she was capable of getting into, I would have thought she was having one orgasm after another.
Arnav and I started to “tag team” Asha.
I know from experience that she loves it when she gets to lay back on the bed, her ass at the edge, and have one guy and then another fuck her. When one guy gets tired, we tag out, switch places, and continue pounding her. She lays back and again gets in that state where she seems to be having one climax after another, with only the briefest pauses when we switch. She’s either sucking or fondling the other guy, enjoying her nipples being pinched or sucked, or simply giving in to one long swell.
Every woman has her own rhythm, and I know Asha’s well. So I pulled her to the edge and pushed her legs toward her shoulders and took up the medium-paced deep, hard fuck that hits just the right place inside her. She’d been sucking on Arnav. When she started to come, she took him so deep in her throat that her lips touched his balls. She didn’t stop coming till
I stopped fucking. Even then wavelet s rippled through her. I left the room briefly, and when I returned, Asha was on top of Arnav pounding away. Her head rolled from side to side as she went from one wave to the next. She maneuvered him so that his legs were hanging off the side of the bed and her backside was at the edge. I knew this was the cue for her DP.
I lubed up a finger and slid it in her ass. I felt Arnav’s cock in her pussy. As her excitement level again peaked, I placed the head of my cock at her asshole. She pushed back to accept me. With some maneuvering, we found a position that let her move on both cocks as she desired. At last she was getting her DP, and loving it. Her come was forming puddles on the bed.
Asha pulled off of Arnav, backed up and bent over right in front of me. She leaned forward and took all of his full erection in her mouth. Bent over like this she’s a wonderful sight. Her round, smooth derriere makes the heart flutter in this devoted ass man. My cock became engorged and rigid, and then was easily engulfed by her warm, tight asshole. It’s rare for Asha to want to be taken in her ass while she sucks on a cock, but now she lost herself in all of the sensations. Her body was wracked with so much pleasure that in a while her knees became too weak to sup port her. So we moved to the couch, with me on the bottom, my cock up her ass, her legs spread wide and Arnav in her pussy. This time my balls were sprayed by the juices seeping out of her.
After a brief break to wash up, I reminded Asha and Arnav that I promised to send a movie of our exploits to Naila. I suggested, since I know Asha likes to suck on two cocks at one time, that that might make a great movie.
“I do love that,” she said.
With a hard cock in both hands, she began trying to deep-throat first Arnav, then me and then back again. Then, just as in her fantasy, she asked, “Can I please suck both of your cocks at the same time?”
“Of course!” he said. “I want this to last a long time.”
She began sucking on him, deep-throating him as his cock grew hard. You could see her whole body shudder with the excitement flowing through her, even though she was not being touched! I love to watch her mouth stretch around such a large cock, taking it in as deep as she can.
Then she turned to me, her mouth engulfing me in one stroke. All this time, with her hand she was jacking off the guy she wasn’t licking, as she went back and forth between the two of us. I’m amazed I didn’t come right there. Then she pulled us together until our cockheads were touching, and engulfed both at the same time. She guffawed at her own enjoyment and said, “I guess that’s not very ladylike.” Then she shoved both cocks back in her mouth!
This is the video I sent to my lover. Knowing how Naila loves to suck cock, I figured it to be the perfect tease. Briefly tired out, Asha laid back on the couch. Quickly, Arnav climbed between her legs and applied his cockhead to teasing her more and getting her going again. Then he began to fuck her hard—as I imagine he’s do ing at this very moment.
When we’d been going at it for nearly an hour and a half, Asha pointed to the couch and said to me, “Okay, baby, your turn!” She got in my favorite position, reverse cowgirl, with her beautiful petals spreading wide and her lips sucking me in. Within a few strokes, as her come dribbled down my balls, my long-teased cock finally blew.
During all this Arnav was stroking his cock in front of Asha. As she rose up and my come dripped from her cunt, he shoved his cock in, my come lubricating the way. As if he knew why I was there, he made sure I had a good view of the fucking he now delivered. Again she started wailing and was soon awash in her familiar sea of orgasmic excitement, until I recognized
the real thing finally overtaking her.”
It was time for me to go, to leave them to their lovemaking without interference. As I write this, I know my wife is in her lover’s arms in her familiar orgasmic throes. All I asked of Arnav was that he send her home weak-kneed, come dripping from her holes. At this pace I won’t ever need to masturbate! And I can’t wait for hunting season, when Arnav is gone and Naila will be home alone. I think Asha and I will pay her a visit!