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Hello brothers and sisters. I am Bholy, I for got to tell you about my and Sonny’s body.
I am 35/28/36 and I am 5.7” and Sonny is 5.10” very fit with just under 6” lund (cock)
Not like most guy in the ISS stories 9”, 8” thick Sonny is just normal size. Which is good for me, he know how to use it. We came back from honeymoon, stayed at his parent’s home for couple of days. Sonny had his own apartment, so we went there. Just the two of us. I have to learn the western cooking because Sonny like western food, it was hard for me to get used to that food. You know grew up in Punjab there we eat Roti and Dal. But I slowly got use to it. Sonny put me in school to learn English, I am still learning. English is very hard to learn. I am sure lot of you fined lot of mistake I am making in writing this. I thank you for understanding. The people in school were very nice and Sonny’s friends white guys and girls were very nice too. Sonny took me to his office and we visit their homes. After about 6 moths, Sonny got a transfer offer to move to bigger city about 3 hours away. I did not want to move, but Sonny said it is good thing that I have the offer, I can move up in job and get more money and more respect. I said but away from parents, it is not good. Sonny: yes moving away is may not be good but we can have more fun when we are away by our self. I said how. Sonny, you will find out later. So we moved to other city.
There again I started to go to school to learn. The new people we met were nicer too. Made few new friends. Sonny started taking me to dancing in the clubs. There all the people were white. They all like me very much. They like me in sari, sulwar. I was being asked to dance with them. First it was strange. It is not like dance in Punjab, Gida or bhangra. This was close holding each other very close, First I was staying bit away from the guys. Sonny said it ok to get close to them. They will not bite me, unless I want it.
Guys were holding close to them and some of them were grinding their front on my front. I felt their lump on me while they danced with me. When dance finish I could see the bulge in their pants. Sonny said I am doing fine just relax. We use to go Saturday night for dinner and dance. I asked Sonny if he is jealous of me dancing with guys so close to me. He said he enjoy watching me making them hard. They all like the way you move on the floor. He encourage me to relax more and enjoy my self. Which I started to enjoy Just the dance. (I was not telling Sonny how much I enjoy their bulge pushing in me)
One day at home when we were making love. Sonny asked me if I enjoy dancing with guys. I said sure I enjoy. Do you feel their lunn pushing in you? I said u r bad man, how can you say that to your wife. Sonny said he don’t mind, wanted to know if I fantasies about any one. I said what you mean? Do you like to make love with any one of them? I said I can’t do that I love you you’re my husband. You are the only one who I want to make love to. Sonny said but just fantasy in your mind that’s all, you don’t have to do it .Don’t you get curious as to how Jim’s dick will feel in you? I did not say any thing but started to hold him tight in my arms and legs. He said he got the message. He started to move faster and asked me to call him Jim not Sonny. I started calling him Jim. Jim please fuck me, said sonny to me say it. I started to say that closed my eyes and imagine that Jim is fucking me I started to call Jim come on fuck faster and faster. Chodo is Punjabi ladki nu maro meri choot jor jor say. I see Sonny was fucking me harder and harder, he was getting very excited that some other guy is fucking me. We fucked for 15 minutes like this calling other guys names too. I could not believe that Sonny enjoy more then me that his friend is fucking me. After we cum and relax.
We talked about it. Sonny said I enjoy this acting, Bholy you are very good acting. I said it is only acting that’s all. I don’t understand how husband can enjoy watching his wife with another man getting fucked. In Punjab husband will kill wife and the guy. Acting is ok. Sonny: here in west it is not a big deal people do that for fun. What kind of fun it is watching wife get fucked. (in my mind I was hoping he would ask me to do it). I said would you watch me do it, it won’t bother you? Sonny: No it won’t bother me at all. I know you love me and I love you. It is only for fun. If you like I can ask Jim to join one day. How can you ask me that, u naughty boy, I wont like that? It is up to you Sonny said; I know you like to get fucked by Jim. Am I right? I just lower my eyes. I said what you will do while he is fucking me. Sonny said he will masturbate. I did not say yes or no but he took it yes. Next day Sonny asked me who do I like more. I said what u mean? You want Jim or. I said If you really want then get Joe, he is nice and I could feel him that he is bigger then most guys. Ok Sonny said, On Friday night it will be. Sonny ask me to wear black sari for Joe He like black sari on you… Sonny came home about 5pm. He said Joe will be here at 6pm. At 6pm Joe was at our apt. He looked very handsome slim tall white man. He was 26 6’ tall He had tight pants on I could see his dick through his pants. He kissed me on my cheek. We sat for drink. I made the drink fro all of us. I was nervous Sonny was encouraging me to relax.
After few drinks I served dinner to them we 3 of us had dinner. Joe compliment me on my cooking. Then we went to living room and Sonny put the TV on. Sonny got me sit in between them. One side Sonny and the other side Joe. Sonny turned the DVD on it was porn of 3some. Sonny started to kiss me and Joe also put his arm around me, his hands were on my boobs. Sonny kissing and Joe massaging my boobs It was too much for me. I was just melting. Sonny stop kissing and now Joe started to kiss me with his tongue in my mouth mmmmmmmmmmmmmm. Sonny started to take off my sari and blouse off My boobs sprang out, Sonny got one in his mouth and Joe had my other one in his mouth. I was moaning ohoohohoohohhhho. Sonny pulled me on sofa on my back and removed my sari. I did not have petticoat under it, Sonny told me not to have it. I was naked on sofa I had my eyes closed. It was difficult for me to see Joe in the eyes. So Sonny started to suck on my boobs and Joe got between my legs and started to lick my pussy. I was in heaven I saw things in porn movies but this is was all new to me and I was just melting away with their touches, I cum once Joe kept on licking my pussy, I was shivering, He said he like the taste of my cum. Sonny got on top of me and put his dick in my mouth for sucking, I started to suck it. In the mean time Joe was all naked and Sonny lifted my legs up and held them apart for Joe to put his dick in my pussy. Joe moved closer and touched my pussy lips and started to push it in. It felt big and started to hurt bit.
He pushed it in I said oooooooooooohhhhhhhh I was in pain he was big. He stopped and let me relax. Then he pushed more and more Finally he had his entire dick in my pussy. Now he started to move in and out slowly. I was sucking Sonny’s dick and Joe was fucking me, I never in my life though it couple possible for me to experience it. I thought only in porn. But it was happing to me and I was enjoying it. Joe fucked me for 10 min, I cum again and Sonny had hic dick in my mouth and he was holding my legs up. Now I put my legs around Joe and started pulling him into me Sonny was rubbing my clit and making me Horney. Finally Joe cum and Sonny filled my mouth at same time. Very exciting… Joe stayed at our place all night we fucked few times, I enjoyed it each time did in many positions Joe had 7” dick thick one too it felt real good in my choot. I thanked both of them to make me happy; they said it was them who should be thanking me. That was my first 3some. Please men do not offer to fuck me I get enough fucking I do not need long distance fucking. Just comment be good. Till next time be 4some I will tell how I enjoy licking choot.
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The storm clouds were clearing rapidly now,the sun slanting across the valley, a low sharp diagonal of golden light. Steam rose from the tops of the trees, small wraiths of vapour twisting and evaporating as he watched, fascinated. The thunder had died away long since, at least so far as the weather was concerned. The thunder of his heart and head was slowing too, becoming manageable again. He sat on a low stone wall, his back to the gable end of the farmhouse. Solid, reassuring. It had been...
Author’s Note: This story is hard to categorize. Loving wife, group, threesome with a touch of bi. There’s not a lot of bisexuality, but there is some, so if this offends you please don’t read. On the other hand, if you’d like to see the illustrated version, drop me a line at _______________ ‘How exactly did you end up in bed with Jeff on our wedding night?’ ‘Not just Jeff…’ She flashed a mischievous smile in response to the incredulous look on my face. The idea of Carol sleeping with my...
The soft pitter-patter of rain, accompanied by a steady, heavier plop-plop-plop outside, enshrouded the room in isolation. Outside, nature raged and stormed, as if to ward off its two children inside the sheltered space. The room, untroubled by intrusion, was cast in the orange light of the few candles, that had not yet consumed themselves. Previously, there had been quite the number of little flames, each burning brightly and merrily performing their unsteady dance. Although the ambitious ones...
Straight SexIt was not one thing but a collections of things. Most scientist across the globe projected that in 5 generations that the human race would become an endangered species. A global conference was held in the major countries and many plans were discussed. The consensus was the high divorced rate was the cause, so an arranged marriage system was enacted with an formula in creating matches between partners. The rules of the arrange marriage was between a viable guy and girl that were deemed...
Donna came to Dave's office door, "Your wife is on Line One."Dave laughed, "Which one?""Oh, yeah. Alice."Dave picked up the phone and hit the right button to connect. "Hi darling. What's up?"Alice was laughing, "You ruined our temporary nanny.""Whoa! How'd I do that? I made love to her.""Ah, that's the problem. You not only made love to her, you sent her to heaven. She really thinks you are a god, and that you took her on a fabulous journey all through the stars and the universe, showing her...
Donna came to Dave's office door, "Your wife is on Line One."Dave laughed, "Which one?""Oh, yeah. Alice."Dave picked up the phone and hit the right button to connect. "Hi darling. What's up?"Alice was laughing, "You ruined our temporary nanny.""Whoa! How'd I do that? I made love to her.""Ah, that's the problem. You not only made love to her, you sent her to heaven. She really thinks you are a god, and that you took her on a fabulous journey all through the stars and the universe, showing her...
This is the third part of “Mom’s Confession Land’s her in Trouble”. Months had passed since the incident in the Police station. Now a day’s mom spent most of the time in the church praying or to be more correct to escape from dad’s beatings which had grown worse since our arrest. He rarely used to sleep at home spending the other nights with prostitutes. It was in those days that a headline in the news paper caught my eye. “Convict escapes from Jail,” it read. It was Andrews all right. I...
This is the third part of “Mom’s Confession Land’s her in Trouble”. Months had passed since the incident in the Police station. Now a day’s mom spent most of the time in the church praying or to be more correct to escape from dad’s beatings which had grown worse since our arrest. He rarely used to sleep at home spending the other nights with prostitutes. It was in those days that a headline in the news paper caught my eye. “Convict escapes from Jail,” it read. It was Andrews all right. I...
The storm clouds were clearing rapidly now;the sun slanting across the valley, a low sharp diagonal of golden light. Steam rose from the tops of the trees, small wraiths of vapour twisting and evaporating as he watched, fascinated. The thunder had died away long since; at least so far as the weather was concerned. The thunder of his heart and head was slowing too, becoming manageable again. He sat on a low stone wall, his back to the gable end of the farmhouse. Solid, reassuring. It had been...
BDSMAfter he came, he just got dressed and left. Taking my red thong with him as a souvenir. The thought makes me smile.I keep laying on the bed, sweaty and exhausted. I can feel warm cum dripping out of my pussy and onto my skirt, though I don’t care. The skirt is all I’m wearing. Well, and my heels. He wanted me to keep them on while he was fucking me.It was so different from the sex I have with Ben. I’m Ben’s princess. He’s gentle, tries to make everything right.Brad didn’t ask me what I wanted,...