I am Raj. I was a professional engineer, working in a multinational company in Bracknell. This incident took place some years ago. I have a good physic and am reasonably good looking. My friend and colleague Ron, was a smart 33 years young chap same as I and a very close friend of mine. Ron has athletic body and does regular exercises. He is also very handsome Englishman. We were of almost the same age, in the same department in one company in Bracknell, England and were together for some years, after which, he joined another company in the same town. Our friendship endured through that, as did the friendship of our families.
Ron was naughty by nature. I and my friend Ron without any preconceived plan engaged my lovely wife Neena in a sensual, erotic and emotional experience of wife sharing, which we all found so memorable and invigorating.
We were married for the last 9 years. She would have sex with me only to perform her duty as a wife and satisfy my physical need. She had lost interest in sex with me perhaps because, I thought that she was not satisfied with my sexual performance in comparison to her sub-conscious mind’s expected parameters of sexual satisfaction. This was very frustrating for me at times. Occasionally, while engaged in sex with me; I would casually mentioned about Ron stealing glances looking at her breasts or asked her what she would do if Ron squeezed her breasts or kissed her suddenly. To this, she remained either silent or dismissed the possibility. I could however, sense subtle electric charge going through her body. She did say that she liked Ron, but any incident of sexual engagement was preposterous, she said. I suspected that there was some hidden attraction between Ron and her, as it is natural for two attractive and like minded people of opposite sex to have, when they are in contact with each other regularly. My wife is very emotional and it is normal for her to cry seeing a tragic scene in a serial or a movie or hearing about some one’s tragic experiences. She has excellent dress sense; she generally wears Sarees and on some occasions, Salwar Kurta with a scarf (wraparound the neck). However, I always thought, she is very conservative so far as flirting is concerned. She goes out of her way, even under very adverse circumstances, to look after me and care for me on all aspects; other than sexual (so I thought). However, I always loved her very much and she loved and cared for me so much that I tried to overlook her lack of sexual inclinations.
What I am about to narrate is my real experience amongst the three of us. It was Holi festival time. Those from India know how Holi in North India is. It is a festival of colours and also of tom foolery. In Slough there is organized every year a festival called “Maha Murkh Sammelan (Assembly of great fools)”. In this program, which would run for a full night starting from 10 pm to about 5 am next morning, big poets would render their humorous poetry and make the audience laugh out of their seats. I and my wife always liked to attend this function. We were very active in going to important functions like classical music concerts, drama etc. We always went to this function every year. This year, I decided to invite Ron and Anita to join us. I spoke to my wife Neena, who agreed. When I rang up Ron, I found that Anita had left for Newcastle for the weekend to see her parents who were not well. Ron was thrilled to accept my invitation as he had nothing else to do.
He asked me, “Raj, it is holi time. Is it OK to have some fun with the three of us including and particularly Neena?” I understood his point.
I knew he was attracted to Neena and talked many times of his fascination for her. We all are attracted to other’s good looking wives. Are we not? We talked about our wives many times and (I think) fancied sharing them between us, if it was possible. I said, “Try your luck. If you can manage to have her join us in some real action, I shall be more than pleased; I shall even try to help you in this. However, I know her too well and I do not expect you to achieve anything”.
“We shall see”, said Ron.
Ron came by his car to pick us up at 10 pm. It was Saturday and the next day being a no work day, we were very relaxed. We thought that if the function was interesting, we would spend major part of the night there. Luckily for us; my parents were in town and we left our children with them. Whilst Ron was waiting in the car for us to join him, I and Neena came out of the house to get into the car. Suddenly, Neena said she had forgotten house keys. We had decided to lock the front door of our house; so that when we get back late, we would not need to wake our parents. There was a side entrance, so in any emergency, people inside the house could always come out. I went to fetch the keys.
Meanwhile, Ron invited my wife to sit in the car. Neena got inside the car's back seat without a second thought. As soon as I returned with the keys, Ron asked me to sit in the back with her. He started the car and drove off but instead of going to the function; he started driving in another direction. When asked, he replied that since his wife Anita was out, he did not have dinner and would like to eat something before going to the function.
As we were travelling, Neena asked Ron “How did you spend your day?”
Ron was driving very slowly and replied, “I got a phone call from one of my college mates”. Looking at me he said, “Raj, do you remember, this is the same person, who had a very strange but erotic experience”, I nodded.
Neena asked Ron. “What Kind of experience?”
Ron was hesitant. He said “Neena, the story is slightly unconventional and involves some sexual element, I shouldn't tell it?”
I interjected and said, “Ron, we are out to have some fun. Why are you so hesitant? We have talked many times of all the things on earth, including sex. Are you afraid that Neena being a lady, is so conservative that she will not want to hear about sex?”
Ron said “I do not want to offend".
Hearing this Neena replied, “No, Ron, go ahead. I am not that prudish, as you two think I am. I am a mother. We are all mature persons and sex is a part of our life, so don’t hesitate.”
Ron then narrated an erotic encounter of his friend Sam (who had telephoned Ron). Tom was once visiting his close associate and stayed with him at his house for a few days. The host was married for the last 7 years and his wife was also very friendly to Ron’s friend Tom and knew him before they were married. The three of them studied together in college. In fact, Tom was the go between for sending and receiving this couple’s love messages many times before their marriage. The wife in her college days had a hidden crush for Tom. However, nothing happened between them. On arrival, Tom came to know of the couple’s strained relations for the past few weeks, which he realized was due to sexual dissatisfaction. To his surprise the husband complained to Tom his wife’s lack of interest in sex. The wife said that their sex had become so monotonous and physical labouring. Continuing, Ron said, “Tom was so close to them that he discussed this highly delicate, intimate and emotional issue with the husband and the wife separately and offered his frank personal assessment to each of them. He told them that this happens to many couples. After some years, sexual activities become monotonous and boring. Couples lose interest in sex and in each other and serious frustration develops. Many times, this results into negativity and fault finding with each other leading to heated arguments on trivial issues and ego problems with potentially disastrous consequences. The answer is to spice up sexual life by innovative and sometimes unconventional adventures and to be sensitive to each other’s fantasies and try to accommodate them to the extent acceptable. Both the partners must agree to a common line of action. The couple carefully listened to him and generally agreed to his views".
Ron continued. "On one evening; all three of them including Tom, had some drinks and were in light mood chatting, making fun of each other and cracking sexy jokes etc. After some time, Tom went to his guest room to take a shower. When he returned, by accident, he entered the couple’s bedroom which was not bolted and discovered the wife was topless and the husband was cupping wife’s bare breasts and about to get engaged in sexual act. As Tom started apologizing and was trying to withdraw; the husband called him and asked him to sit on the bed. The husband, now in front of my friend Tom, continued fondling his wife’s breasts and kept on pressing her thighs. He called Tom and asked him to sit by the side of his wife and talk something nice to her. The wife then called Tom near her and asked him to press her legs as she said she wanted her legs massaged”.
Ron went on to narrate that the three of them became so intimate and involved Ron’s friend in their sexual acts. They all had great sex together with love but without any complications and personal attachment that may create any long term affair.
Ron concluded saying, “I do not want to go into erotic details of their sexual foreplays and sexual activities”. He summarized that emotional bonding and the trust and openness of this resulted into complete sexual transformation and sexual spicing of couple’s lives. There was a clear understanding that Tom’s engagement was limited and would not transgress the boundary of attachment. Ron narrated the impact of this and some other incidents on this couple’s sexual happiness. He said it brought back spice and enjoyment in the couples’ lives. The couple, which had lost interest in sex and were gradually drifting apart, began to enjoy each other’s company more than before. They looked forward to meeting each other in bed and talked of their fantasies to each other and enjoy their physical experiences much more. This brought great relief to them and their children. Ron said the wife developed a great deal of respect for her husband because, the husband had allowed her to satisfy her buried desire for extra marital sex to a person she found attractive. As Ron concluded the story of his friend, there followed some discussion between Ron and me on the topic of extra marital sexual engagement and threesome sex.
Ron paused to know the impact of his story on me and Neena. To my astonishment, my dear wife Neena listened to this story with rapt attention and heard the discussion without expressing serious disapproval. She nodded her head several times as if in agreement. Sometimes she appeared slightly edgy, I noticed. I was surprised to see that she had some questions on how males behave in such a situation. Neena was hearing such erotic stories for the first time. She had not seen any porn movies and barring my occasional bed time jokes about her past sexual experiences etc., she did not have any erotic exposure.
I casually remarked to Ron saying, “Ron, I suspect that your friend Tom in this story was you. Is that so?” Ron did not comment. Neena was quite impressed with Ron’s suave talk and behaviour. She noticed how Ron avoided using sexy words, did not mention secret body parts and was generally gentlemanly in his descriptions. Ron has very sweet, low and soft voice. One needs to be silent and attentive to hear his soft voice. Neena leaned forward in the back seat of the car to hear Ron's low voice. My wife has excellent figure. 36C 30 36 and has such gorgeous breasts and shapely bottom line; that many of my friends and colleagues were very envious of me. Her bra and blouse were unable to control effectively her generous breasts. Neena either did not notice this or perhaps thought that this was unintentional. I knew it was not. I also realized that Ron was not really very hungry for food, because he was driving on an empty road on the same route in a circle.
Upon Neena and Ron’s insistence, I narrated some incidents and stories I had read or heard on sexual engagement of couples with another couple or another male or female as per sexual inclination of partners. I supported Ron’s philosophy that as an exception, such extra marital engagement with spouse’s involvement is not to be viewed as abhorrent. I said that some flexibility rather than rigid monotony helps marriages, if lovingly, carefully and sensitively handled. This would avoid cheating the marriage partner. Care should be taken to avoid jealousy and emotional attachment with the third person. Ron’s emphasis was that one should enjoy the life without inhibitions but should not hurt anyone.
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Hearing this; Neena also added that one should be careful about his loved ones and should not hurt their feelings. Neena was hearing our exchanges with attention; occasionally nodding her head and adding a comment here and there. Ron got very involved in the story and stopped the car at some desolate spot and turned to us in the back seat and continued the story. So much engrossed and involved my wife was that when I touched her thigh in full view of Ron, she not only did not object, but in excitement, placed her hand on Ron’s. This signal was what Ron was waiting for.
"Let me get in the back there with you. My neck is hurting". Ron jumped out of the car and climbed in beside Neens. He knew he had broken the ice, the first step. Whilst talking, Ron placed his one hand on Neena’s thigh in a casual way and started squeezing Neena’s thighs. Now suddenly Neena became conscious of his moves and looked at me with some concern. Realizing that there could be an awkward and impulsive reaction from my wife.
I immediately put her mind at rest by saying. “Ron, your friend’s experience is very erotic and I am quite aroused hearing it".
Neena appeared confused at my reaction. On one hand she felt relieved seeing that I considered this reaction of Ron as normal and also that I saw what Ron was doing and that I have no objection to Ron’s squeezing her thighs. However, she still appeared apprehensive and agitated lest Ron takes more liberties. Realizing this and to avoid a negative situation from developing and disturbing the sweet environment, I asked Ron, “Ron, we want to know in detail how your friend Tom actually got involved in the sexual games with the couple and how Tom got physically so attracted to the wife as to get engaged in sex with her.”
Ron looked inquiringly at Neena, who was looking at Ron with anticipation of hearing more. I felt that Neena slightly nodded her head to indicate to Ron go-ahead to continue the story. Ron’s story of the wife, husband and friend went on further. Now Ron described in greater details their sexual acts, foreplays and body parts, positions etc. It was very erotic and romantic and soon Neena became so absorbed and excited that she forgot about her previous reservations. Whilst narrating about the encounter, Ron further elaborated about the couple’s sexual foreplays with Ron’s friend Tom and how the husband gradually uncovered his wife’s breasts in front of Tom. Ron tried to demonstrate this by pushing his fingers under Neena’s blouse and pulling it up slightly. I saw that as a consequence, Neena was alarmed and I felt that she might resort to some impulsive negative action. Sensing problem, I immediately, caught hold of my wife by shoulder and started kissing her fully on the lips.
I told both Ron and Neena, “Hearing such an erotic story, I am unable to control myself.” Neena was also sufficiently charged and started responding and kissing me back passionately. I noticed that she did not realize or care that Ron was watching. She also did not push Ron’s hand away from her blouse. However, due to the act of my pulling her in my direction and turning her on my side to kiss her on the mouth, Ron’s hand slipped inside her blouse and his fingers were then touching the rib cage of my wife’s back and may be touching the hook of my wife’s bra straps. Neena looked back at Ron whilst I was kissing her. (May be he had dug his fingers in her back!) Ron was watching us from behind. He was looking so helpless, lonely! His passionate love story of husband, wife and an affectionate friend had a powerful impact on al of us. I finished the kiss, Neena turned to face Ron and affectionately pulled Ron’s head and rested it on her shoulders and kept combing his hair with her fingers. Ron was on cloud number nine. He could not control himself; dropped his head from Neena’s shoulders to her chest. His face was now touch Neena's breasts and his hands were stroking Neena’s legs. Pressing closer to my wife, he pushed his head between Neena’s tits. The electric shock of him touching her breasts, even if, through the fabric, was like a thunderbolt for both Neena and Ron. Ron always fancied my wife’s breasts. He was going crazy. I saw Neena’s angry expression on her face. She was showing feeling of discomfort and I saw that she was about to push Ron’s head away and explode in anger.
Suddenly there was some loud bang and commotion a little distance away from our car. It seemed that on the road, a truck had hit pavement. The trance was broken. Quickly recovering from the influence of Ron’s story; Neena pushed Ron’s head away from her lap and suggested that we should all have something to eat and then proceed to the poet’s assembly.
Hearing this, Ron brought out a bottle of wine and poured three glasses from it. Neena is hardly a drinker and declined the offer. I reminded her that she had agreed to drink a little, if we went out and had good time. Ron poured her a rather generous measure. Her mood flourished and the earlier anxiety was replaced by casual mood. She declared that as soon as we finished, we would go to the assembly and if the program is not interesting we would come back here and would ask Ron to finish the story.
The assembly program was hilarious. There were blaring loud speakers all round. The poets, one after another, rendered hilarious poetry making fun of people from all walks of life from poets to politicians and chiding and mimicking them.
All three of us laughed and were in very jovial and relaxed mood. Neena was sandwiched between two of us and was now quite free of the initial inhibition. I noticed that Ron was now easily holding her hands, pressing her thighs under some pretext of enjoying the jokes and poetry and was mildly pulling Neena in his direction. During the program I pulled Neena to my side some times and several times Ron pulled Neena to his side and made her place her right hand on his thighs. Now one of her hands almost always rested on Ron’s thighs. In the dark, I was unable to see exact location of her hands, I was not sure, but suspected that Ron had once or twice placed her hands on his pant where, there was a bulge. Perhaps she might have withdrawn her hands then, but certainly she did not show any sign, protest or create any fuss. At about midnight, I suggested that we should go out and have popcorn or something.
"How about we go for drive", suggested Ron.
Neena readily agreed to my surprise.
All agreed. Then Ron said, “Why not we go to my house. There is no body in the house and in any case, you have already told your parents that you would likely return in the morning.”
Neena agreed and said, “It is better to go to Ron’s house than parking the car in some corner sitting in such a small space and inviting unnecessary attention. At least that way we can relax and freshen up there.”
When we reached Ron’s house Neena was almost asleep. I took Neena in my arms and carried her up to Ron's bedroom. We fell on bed in the bedroom.
Ron said he wanted to freshen up and change and went to the bathroom. After some time he emerged wearing a towel. Neena looked at Ron half undressed for the first time. She was watching with interest his hairy chest, tall structure, well built muscles and arms, broad shoulders, slim waist and shapely hips. I could see from her expression that she was impressed.
Ron said, “Why not you guys freshen up and Neena can wear night gown of Anita, so she could also relax?” He went to his wife’s wardrobe and selected a night gown for Neena to wear that night. It was very sexy and quite see-through.
Neena did not see the gown carefully, I thought. With the gown in her hand, Neena was now ready to go to wash-room to freshen up and change. "I'll go and get some more wine and leave you to change", offered Ron.
When Ron left the room, Neena came out of her Saree and put on the night gown, removing her petticoat, panties, blouse and bra folding them nicely on a distant table. Her naked figure and body outline was clearly visible against the lights through the transparent night gown. Maybe in the confusion and excitement she did not notice the transparency of the gown or maybe she did notice but ignored it, I could not be sure. I undressed quickly and wrapped a towel around my waist has rod had done.
Ron knocked before he came in. By that time, Neena had got into nothing but the thin night gown of Ron’s wife Anita. Ron was watching with great deal of appreciation; my wife in the flimsy night gown. Neena, not realizing the flimsiness of the gown, however, seemed to like the look of appreciation on Ron’s face. Ron then sat down on the bed and offered Neena a place on the bed next to him; I was sitting on the chair close to the bed. My lovely wife, without any hesitation, went and sat by Ron’s side. In her eyes Ron had scored some important points. Ron invited me to join them.
I got up and jumped on top of Neena. Neena was very upset at my behaviour. She sat up and started expressing her anger strongly, saying, “Raj, behave yourself. Have you got drunk? Have you forgotten decent behaviour?” Ron interrupted and apologized to her on my behalf. Ron admonished me, saying, “Raj, behave yourself. You need to learn how you should behave with a lady.” I barely controlled my laughter. However, Neena was pleased by Ron’s gentlemanly behaviour. She told me, “Raj, please learn some things from Ron; how a gentleman should behave.” Now Neena found an additional reason to be more favourable to Ron and felt more comfortable with him.
Ron lay down on the bed spreading his arms on both sides. Neena slid towards him and rested her head on one of Ron’s arms. Ron was now between me and Neena.
“Raj and Neena; I want to tell you something, which I have not even told my wife and parents.” He started narrating of severe tension he was undergoing those days regarding his job in the company, where he was working. He talked of problem he was having with his boss. His boss was very crooked and was envious of Ron’s performance. His boss was very powerful in his company and the management always listened to him. They had a very heated exchange of words three days ago, when the boss threatened of firing him. It looked to Ron that he might lose his job. Ron was extremely upset since then, to this day and said he is under extreme tension. We knew that Ron’s parents also depended upon Ron’s income and if he lost his job, it would be disastrous for Ron. He was quite unnerved by the prospect and started crying. The mood in the bedroom changed completely. He had tears flooding his eyes. He was very attached to his parents and did not know what he should do. He had not told any of his relatives, including his wife about this.
Instinctively, Neena sat up and pulled Ron in an embrace, trying to console him; patting him on his back. I was also moved in sympathy and told Ron, “Hey, calm down. Nothing will happen and everything will be all right. These things happen.” I and Neena both told him that he should not worry and that we were with him. If it became necessary, we would help him in all respects including financially.
Neena said, “Look Ron, firstly just because of this altercation with your boss, you need not worry so much. In the worst scenario (she pointed at me), Raj through his influence in the industry, will get you a job.
“Ron, your job is guaranteed, should something happen. My company’s director told me a week back that he was looking for some experienced technical guys in the industry and in my opinion, he would jump at the prospect of having you in the company.”
Ron was very emotional. He said, “You two are indeed my source of strength. I have nowhere else to go.”
Saying this, he pulled me also by his side and placed his head on my chest. All of us were in a close huddle hug like they do it in football, rugby or cricket, before the game starts. It was emotionally surcharged situation. Ron was so upset that I suggested that he should go to wash-room and freshen up. Ron got up and whilst he was away, I saw Neena. She was almost in tears. I pulled her in my lap. She was very emotional and told me, “Poor chap; it would be tragic, if he lost his job. I am so much worried about him. He is undergoing so much tension alone and cannot tell his family unless something actually happens.”
I told her, “Of course, he is under tremendous tension and he is absorbing it all by himself. I feel that at this stage, we should try to pacify and comfort him. I think we should do whatever is required to make him forget his problems for the time being. Now even his wife is away. In times of such distress, a woman only can easily calm down a man's anxiety by offering her physical love and affection. Neena, I think you need to be slightly pro-active. At this point, you may have to show some physical affection to Ron.”
She said, “But am I not already doing it? Of course, I am totally in agreement with you that Ron is shattered and needs love and affection. But is it all right to show love and physical affection to him? I hope things will not go over board? Will you not mind?”
I said, “Look, do you love me far beyond any other person or not? Today, we need to support him as friends emotionally through physical affection, as he is fighting this all alone. Surely, you are not afraid of any emotional attachment with him.”
To which, Neena said, “Raj, you know me better than that.”
Soon Ron returned after washing his face. We again lay down on the bed all very close together. Neena now sandwiched between me and Ron. Instinctively Neena sat up, pulled Ron first in a tight embrace, then placed his head on her bosom and started combing his hair with her fingers; like a mother. I recollected how negatively she reacted only an hour back, when Ron of his own initiative, placed his head in Neena’s breast. Ron was agitated and excited by the touch of Neena’s full breasts and her body. There was practically no gap between his mouth and her breasts. After some affectionate hair combing of Ron, Neena stretched on the bed placing her head on a pillow and at the same time pulling me and Ron with her.
She asked Ron and half looked in my direction. “Ron, why don’t you continue your earlier experience story, where you left off. Or tell us another one.”
Ron said, “Neena, I am sorry, but I am not in the mood right now.”
I told Ron, “Look Ron, forget your problems for the time being. Let us all three celebrate our love and affection and this friendship and this festival of holi.”
Saying this, I pulled both Neena and Ron on my side and kissed Neena full on her lips. Ron also joined us in the kiss. He pushed his mouth between ours. I moved away on my side and let him kiss Neena. Whilst continuing kissing Neena; Ron moved down on the bed with Neena. She was so excited, aroused, embarrassed and confused all at the same time. She remembered our understanding of offering physical affection to Ron. She did not respond to his kissing initially and pretended to resist mildly but then gave in. In the process, she had to turn to his side. I was so ecstatic. This was the first time, I saw my dear wife, not responding violently to advances of anyone except me. I instinctively slid from behind and compressed Neena between Ron and me. Ron was at the end of the bed with his back touching a wall. I pushed her right into his tight embrace, whilst I was getting a huge erection and was certainly making her feel my hard-on erection on her buttocks. Having been pushed so tight between me and Ron, Neena could barely breathe. Looking behind, seeing me press her into Ron, Neena got encouraged and now Neena also started responding to Ron with fierce kissing. As I could not see from behind her back, I raised my head off the pillow and saw Ron shoving his tongue deep into Neena’s mouth and rotating it with great aplomb and then after some hesitation, Neena also doing the same. Ron’s hands circled Neena’s head and pushed Neena’s mouth into him and now Neena also doing the same. I had such a hard on and was so erect and aroused that I was almost on the verge of cumming. Feeling my very hard and stiff erection on her ass, Neena could not control her blushing and laughing with some embarrassment, whilst engaged in tight embrace and kiss with Ron.
Ron was surprised and asked Neena, “What is the matter, why are you laughing?”
Shyly Neena told Ron, “My husband is pushing me so much from behind and I am feeling a strong thrust from his shaft on my behind! He is unable to control himself. I was just thinking about that.”
I was amazed to hear the word “shaft” from my wife. This was the first occasion, when she spoke openly of any secret part of human anatomy, especially to anyone other than me.
Hearing this Ron asked her, “Well, well, you are worried so much about your husband. What about me? Have you thought about my condition?” saying this, without any delay, Ron removed Neena’s one hand from around his head and placed it straight onto the spot where his towel had bulged so much. She was shocked to feel Ron’s cock beneath the material. At that stage, I pushed harder. Because of my heavy push from behind, she was compressed between me and Ron. As there was no space, she was unable to withdraw her hand off Ron’s cock. Out of ecstasy and sympathy and keeping in mind our earlier talk; her hand moved to feel the length of his cock. I was able to see all this and was thoroughly enjoying the show. I kissed my dear wife on her cheeks with fierce intensity. I controlled myself and pushed one of my arms beneath Neena’s body and extended the other arm on top of her, encircling her from behind and clutched her breasts. I then released my pressure on her a little. Now although she had the opportunity to withdraw her hand, she was still assessing length of Ron’s stiff erected cock and caressing it in her hand through his towel. Her other hand still circled Ron’s neck and she was still engaged in kiss with Ron. I squeezed my wife’s water melons and was caressing them very lovingly. She was wearing the night gown. Suddenly, I felt the front top bow of her gown in my fingers. I pulled down one of the laces slowly. She did not seem to notice this. Soon her breasts spilled out of the gown. Feeling that her breasts had been uncovered, she jerked a little and Ron and Neena got disengaged from their intense love kiss. I quietly pulled down her gown till her waist. Neena was acutely embarrassed. Ron saw Neena’s embarrassment. He also saw her uncovered breasts and was ecstatic. He was so aroused but controlled himself and did not touch them; instead, with great restraint; kissed Neena deeply again on the lips and murmured something in Neena’s ears. Hearing this, Neena smilingly nodded her head in approval. I was curious to know what the exchange was about.
I asked Ron, “What happened?” Ron kept quiet, raising my curiosity.
But not for long, as Ron picked up one of her breasts and started massaging them and said. "I wanted her permission to do this”.
He managed to get what he wanted and also improved his approval rating in Neena’s eyes, I noted.
Ron had always been mesmerized by Neena’s breasts. It was his dream to see her breasts uncovered. He was very fond of my wife’s breasts. I had noticed him, time and again, looking surreptitiously at my wife’s breasts, in our earlier social meetings. Ron noticed that I had withdrawn my hands whilst watching his love making with Neena. Affectionately, he took one of my hands and placed it on top of Neena’s other breast. Now both of us were massaging her two naked breasts. I gradually raised my head and started kissing Neena’s breasts. Her breasts were rose pink. The areolae were dark pink and nipples, chocolate colour. Ron joined me kissing, suckling and nibbling Neena’s breasts and nipples. He was in heaven and had completely forgotten about his problems. He started nibbling on Neena’s nipples, one after another and with some force. Now Neena could not control herself. She was shaking in excitement jumping her tummy up and down and pulled both of us close to her, asking one of us to squeeze her breasts more and more and the other one to suck them deeply like a milk sucking child.
She told me and Ron, “Please do not stop. I am excited and pleased beyond words and I want this love making to go on for a long time. Please suck my breasts more fiercely.”
Seeing Neena so aroused gave both of us men, extra energy and we pressed and squeezed her breasts fiercely, sucked them severely, massaged them thoroughly and started rubbing our bodies with her in rhythmic motions. In between, I was lovingly probing her exposed navel with my fingers and lightly massaging her open tummy and pushing my hand lower and lower. Ron was now squeezing her buttocks. It was super erotic for her as such a situation had never before happened in her life, not even in her wild imagination. She was unable to control her orgasm. She was gyrating and squirming on her buttocks and with a big cry started moaning Aah!!!! OHhhhhhhhh!!! Keep it up!!!! Don’t leave it; etc.
This was my dear wife’s first orgasm of the night Neena was still clutching Ron’s cock in her hand through the towel.
Now was the time, I thought, for me to break the ice further. I asked Ron, "lets get naked". Saying this and without waiting for any response from either, I pulled Neena up and started pulling up her flimsy excuse of the night gown. She blushed and turned her head shyly.
Then she said in very low voice. “Please dim the lights”. I immediately switched off all lights except a dim light in a corner beside the bed and dis-robed her.
Even through dim lights, both of us men watched Neena’s naked body with amazement. She did not have a hair on her entire body except on her head. Her vagina mound was clean shaven and pink looking. She had a caved in stomach and flaring ass and bosom; almost like an hour glass. Her breasts, though big, were firm and upright in spite of having children. Her nipples were long, hard and erect with aroused feelings after our sexual activities. Now it was Ron’s turn to get up. He got up, removed his towel and engaged my dear wife in a very tight and fierce face to face embrace. He wrapped his arms around Neena. Neena with great enthusiasm did the same.