Anu's Collision Chapter 2
Description: Caught between her unbearable spouse and her captivating ex-lover, Annu cedes to the latter and engages in her debut threesome.
Footnote: MasterBlogman graciously contributed to the modification of the narrative.
To start, following a scathing altercation with her tiresome husband, Annupama flees her residence to encounter her previous companion, Deep. Found at a workplace gathering, their paths had intersected anew. After their meeting, Annupama disregards her anguish and opts to remain with him for a short duration. She could not withstand the urge to engage in sexual activity with her ex-lover, and thus they engage in intercourse on their balcony. Following this, she slumbers unclothed with him nestled in the same bed.
Next...
Deep, without stating anything, persisted in the bed with me, naked, embracing me tightly. He loosened the bindings on my hands, allowing me to embrace him intimately and trace my fingers across his warm flesh. It resembled our college years when we would nestle together naked for hours at a time. Frequently, he would massage my breasts to gently stroke my neck. I'd never encountered this tenderness from my husband, even when we initially tied the knot.
I had no intention of cleansing his semen from my body. I cherished the sensation of it drying on my skin, reminding me of the exquisite pleasure he just delivered. Why then had I not permitted him to enter me before, I pondered. I must have believed that by withholding this, I was preserving my virginity, although we had experimented with everything else, including performing oral sex and cunnilingus.
Soon, we drift off into slumber, cuddling one another in the style of a married couple.
Towards evening, about seven, I awoke when my phone rang. Deep had abandoned me, so I arose without bothered in vesting his attire. I wrapped a blanket around myself, responded the phone, and stepped onto the balcony.
As the welcoming breeze kissed my partially-naked form, I asserted, "Hello?"
"Are you still gyrating on his rod?"
I found her use of crude terminology startling, yet I suppressed it and chuckled. She must be right. I wanted to thrust upon him more and more, but I did not feel comfortable conversing about it with her. "No, I'm not."
"Yet you yearn to, don't you, whore?"
Perhaps she was correct. I yearned to ride him repeatedly, but I chose not to disclose my desires to her. I simply responded, "Maybe."
"Maybe or unequivocally? You slutty tart. By the way, who's the blessed man?"
"No, um, it was my, um, ex, Deep."
"Fuck!" She ejaculated. "You did buttocks to this attractive specimen. How long is he?"
"What do you imply?" I blushed, envisioning his member.
"Meaning his dick, how long is he?"
"I don't know, probably six, seven inches. I didn't have a measuring tape handy." Although I had no knowledge, all I could fantasize about was his dick merely entering my vagina halfway as he rent asunder my hymen.
"Umm, yummy, what did he state afterward?"
"Nothing, simply..." I was about to concoct a tale but she hindered me. "Shut your trap, whore, don't lie to me. I overheard what he was asserting. He wants to copulate your anus and cause you to lick my cunt."
"Fuck, you heard." I gasped.
"Naturally I did. The phone was not hung up properly."
"What?" I was taken aback, baffled as to what she was referring. Then she inquired, "So, did you relish coupled to him?"
"I, um, I, possibly."
"Detailed. Describe every specificity, harlot, don't overlook a solitary detail..."
I couldn't continue listening to her words as I encountered several hands restrain me and fondle my chest through the blanket.
"Aaaah!" I cried out in surprise more than enjoyment. I turned to find it was Deep yet again. I covered the mike of the phone and murmured to Deep, "What do you mean? I'm on the phone."
I gave a slight nod in agreement as he secretly mentioned, "Hey, how about you talk to her?"
I shook my head once, but I didn't stand a chance against him thanks to his immense strength. In a flash, he snatched the sheet and left me completely bare on the balcony once more.
"Hello, hello... are you there Ann?"
"Yes, I'm listening, go on."
"So what's the deal?" he queried. "Are you sleeping with him again?"
A deep breath escaped me as I responded, "No, not this time. I mean, after my shower, he gave me his shirt and some dressing to wear... "
Before I could finish, he moved closer behind me. His erection pressed against my bare ass, and he kissed my neck, murmuring in my ear, "Well, talk to her."
I frowned, responding, "No, I'm not sleeping with him, remember? So after my shower, he gave me his shirt and..."
Just as I was about to finish, he kissed my neck again, and his fingers started fondling my breast. His other hand also moved down lower, tantalizingly caressing my sensitive spots.
"What then?" he enquired.
"Well... he..." I paused, struggling to focus on my words with all these hands all over me, and suddenly too aroused to speak.
He whispered in my ear, "Umm, did you guys?"
I closed my eyes, enjoying the sensation of his kisses, "Yes, we did..."
Deep continued to touch me, driving me wild as he asked, "So what happened after that?"
I wrapped my free hand around his neck, staring at the railing in front of me, "We talked..."
"Fascinating," he murmured as his lips moved to my ear, his tongue teasing it playfully.
I lowered my eyes, becoming slightly worried, "Then what?"
He shifted closer, responding, "Well, we kissed."
"Oh really? Was there tongues involved?"
"Yes, we shared saliva as well," I replied.
He kissed my ear again, his hands busier than before. He jokingly asked, "And then?"
"Um, he touched me there, you know." I moaned quietly, feeling his erection brush against my stomach.
"Ah, what else?"
"Um... he restrained my hands, forcing them above my head."
"And then what?"
"He... he..." My voice cut off as he concentrated on touching my clit skillfully with his fingers, causing me to moan in delight.
Just then, my friend abruptly ended the call exclaiming, "Great! My husband is back home. We'll talk about this later."
I breathed a sigh of relief, but the sudden stop of Deep's touch left me feeling empty. He didn't say anything, instead, he tilted my leg upwards, hooking it over the railing to balance on one foot. I looked down nervously, noticing the ground was thirty-eight stories below.
"Hey, what are you doing?" I asked, finally finding words.
Without answering, he forcefully shoved his semi-erect penis into my wet pussy, sending waves of pleasure through me.
I dropped my phone on the couch quickly, reaching down to rub my clit. "Umm, so what are you doing?"
His mouth trailed down my neck, his lips whispering, "Maybe you like being watched."
I gasped involuntarily, but my body somehow balanced itself against these unexpected movements. Deep reached between my legs, giving me both hands to enjoy.
"Oh my God, mountain rock climbing in a bikini, what's going on?" I exclaimed in excitement.
"No trekking, this is exactly what it feels like," I muttered, gripping the railing behind me. "Stop! I'm about to fall!"
"Goodness gracious," I panted as he began thrusting from behind.
Across the way in a nearby apartment, I spotted a light on and someone standing at the window with binoculars, watching us intently.
Deep's penis was growing even larger as my orgasm neared, and I cried out, "Let's go inside! He's watching us!"
He pinched my nipples and smirked, "Yes, I know."
Inside me, the old Annu and the new Exhibitionist Annu were at war. The former worried about shame and privacy, the latter thrilled by exhibitionism. It seemed like the bold, exhibitionist side was winning. So despite the people watching, I experienced a powerful orgasm.
When it was over, Deep slowed down and gently moved my leg from the railing. I expected him to face me, but instead, he pushed me onto the floor and wedged me up against the railing. He was preparing to fuck my face, and I willingly opened my mouth to accept him.
Without hesitation, Deep thrust his manhood into my mouth and simultaneously grabbed the railing. Muscle strength allowed him to penetrate deep into my throat until his balls slapped my chin. I could only hope he would finish soon before he choked me.
He fucked me for what felt like two entire minutes, never allowing me to inhale fully, and used the railing as a means to push my head against it. The skin rocks would occasionally strike it.
Amazingly, he decided to unload inside my mouth and missed no opportunity to seed me. I swallowed every drop of him, my eyes watering as he bathed my insides.
He pulled out and left me lying exposed on the balcony. However, before exiting he declared, "Gather the things, we're going out."
That was it, really? He'd just ravaged me, released his load down my throat, and now we were shopping? I enjoyed the idea of not having to spend time with my husband for a while, but had no idea what his idea of "going out" entailed.
Still recovering on the balcony, his words ignited a fire in my heart. I glanced out the window, hoping to see no one, and then stored my hijab in the drawers. Tired of the shirt and pants I'd been wearing all day, I put on the only saree I brought along.
Stepping out onto the balcony, Deep and I were prepared for the day ahead. We left the apartment, intertwined like an inseparable duo. Deep handed me a warm cup of tea, which we both drank. During a break, he gestured to a stall selling ice cream. I gulped down the sweet cold treat.
Lost in thought, Deep seemed to consider the past. "Why did you marry that boob Kabir? He was never any fun, right? Did he ever give you the grand tour?"
"No, he ignored my pleasure, and I never dared ask for it. I was too conservative and timid back then."
"So did he ever smack your buttocks?"
"Actually, he hit me quite a bit. But it was never that sensual spanking I craved."
Deep's eyes softened. "He must've been a miserable lover. So why did you pick him when you could've had me?"
"You thought I was sleeping with some jock in college when you caught us reviewing homework, that's what set you off. So angry, you wouldn't let me explain. It ended our relationship."
"I was a brutish jealous asshole back then. But why Kabir?"
"I didn't believe in myself then and would never find another man who would protect me. Turns out, I underestimated myself. Meeting you again at that conference was a blessing."
We kissed and explored the city, holding hands as if we'd been married for years. He was unrelenting in reminding me of our time as conservative Annu. Every so often he'd touch my body front and back, taunting me about my concern for fashion.
"Honey, it's their problem if they see your touch-me-not body. They'd better mind their own business," he teased.
I knew he was right. This bold man had unlocked my deep-down desires, giving me several orgasms, and now we were out exploring the world.
One time, a guy even grabbed my breast through my sari while we were out for a walk. I swatted his hand away, but I admit, I found it slightly arousing, and my nipple stiffened when he did it. He poked my waist to tickle me, we chatted, we joked, we had fun.
Later that night, we passed by a clothing store that was still open. "Let's stop here so I can buy a nightgown to wear to bed tonight."
"Absolutely not. Do you realize how often I've imagined being naked with you since we split up? To have our skin touch each other throughout the night? Napping naked with you today was like a dream come true for me, and I'm craving a repeat."
My heart softened at the thought of a man who admired me as a complete woman and not just a collection of holes to stick his cock into. "Alright, no nightgown. But I do require a few pairs of underwear and a few clean saris. I promise we can enjoy each other's company again as soon as we're not trying to take a romantic stroll in public."
We entered the store, and I tried on different saris. I wanted to buy something practical and economical, but he insisted on buying me three incredibly beautiful outfits. As we were about to leave, he stopped at a display of earrings and chose a pair of pricey gold bangles. He held them to my ears and said, "These suit you to a T." He added them to the pile of clothes and headed for the cash register.
After spending nearly four hours outside, we got takeaway food and returned home at midnight.
We both showered and had dinner together. After dinner, he looked me in the eye and said, "Let's strip you out of that sari. It still smells like train, perspiration, and frustrated pussy."
"Wow, Deep, you're certainly great at complimenting a woman," I quipped. But I didn't delay in standing up, unfastening the sari, and letting it fall down.
I turned my back to him and said, "Hey, can you assist me with this bra?" I've been undressing myself since puberty, but that wasn't the goal. The goal was for him to wrap his hands around me from behind and squeeze my voluptuous breasts and dark nipples.
Once he had his fill of my breasts, I slid my thumbs into the elastic of my underwear and pulled them off. Then I turned and allowed Deep to feast his eyes on my bare body. Despite Kabir's indifference, I'd maintained the habit of shaving my pussy bare, and Deep took in the sight of my moist bounty between my slightly opened legs.
"I'm glad I convinced you against that nightgown," he said as he caressed my mound.
After a few rounds of vigorous sex, we were both more weary than horny, so we merely snuggled into bed and embraced each other. We didn't have much to say after our four-hour walk through the city, so we just held each other in silence. It was the first time I'd ever slept naked with a person, but it didn't feel bizarre or awkward. It felt intimate.
As tiredness started to take over me, I contemplated my options. Should I leave Kabir? I was ready to leave and go to the train station when arguments erupted. But maybe it would be smarter to make up and stay with him so I could see Deep on the side. It was all too hard to decide after such a busy day, so I opted to think about it later. I simply sank into the warmth of Deep's bare skin against mine and succumbed to sleep.
I awoke and checked my phone. It was 10 a.m., and the bed next to me was empty. I then heard voices outside the bedroom. I rushed out, but I couldn't find my previous sari, and I knew my new ones were still out in the hallway near the front door, so I wrapped myself in the bedsheet and walked out.
I was quite startled to see Tushar, one of our old college buddies. He had a thing for me since the beginning of college. In fact, he had once asked for my hand in marriage. But since I was already with Deep, I regrettably declined. Tushar and Deep were best friends before we met, but after his proposal, their friendship strained for a while.
"Woah, what's going on here?" He questioned, gently taking my hand and bringing me closer. At this point, Tushar had realized I was exposed beneath the cover. As I stepped back, he thoroughly examined me from top to bottom. Despite not having a history of any sexual experiences resembling my encounters with Deep, I found myself enjoying the feeling of his gaze on my body once more.
"Come on, sit down guys," Deep instructed, heading to the kitchen. I contemplated asking about my sari, but he had already disappeared further down the corridor. Before he reached the kitchen, he shared a revelation with me, "By the way, this is Tushar's apartment."
"What?" I was taken aback.
"Isn't this what you wanted?" Tushar laughed.
"I thought this was Deep's flat," I replied, sitting on the couch with a sheet tightened around my chest. Tushar sat beside me, discussing his professional life. He also mentioned owning a separate flat on the thirteenth floor.
In the meantime, Deep returned with coffee, toast, and omelettes for all of us. I leaned towards Deep and voiced my concern about the sari.
"I've already cleaned it in the dryer for you," he informed, shouting.
I squirmed with embarrassment, considering both Tushar and I had currently caught a glimpse of my nakedness. Then Deep informed Tushar, "She slept with me without any clothes on last night."
I whacked Deep in retaliation. "What the hell are you doing?"
"He's making sure I'm fully aware of your nakedness," Deep confirmed with a chuckle, adding, "I had you on the balcony yesterday."
"Pretty clear," Tushar chimed in, showcasing a mix of jealousy and embarrassment. He also hinted, "Yes, you've become even more attractive since then."
"Creeps," I muttered, feeling humiliated knowing that two of my past acquaintances had witnessed my nudity not to mention other potential viewers. Both of them burst into laughter.
Fuming, I gathered my clothes and marched towards the dryer. Tushar shouted from behind, "Get ready, we'll be eating out."
After fetching my sari, I debated showering rather than wearing my freshly-cleaned garment on my semi-clothed body. It was a matter of personal hygiene with traces of yesterday's encounters still present. Upon entering the shower, a knock interrupted me. "I'll need more time."
"Here's a towel."
Catching sight of Deep, my heart pounded. "What are you doing?"
"He just brought you a towel," Tushar reassured, tossing more onto the counter. I pondered why there were multiple towels, but was too distracted as Deep barged in, pushing open the door forcefully. I could do nothing but laugh and whisper dependence, "Tushar's still outside."
Disregarding my warning, Deep entered the shower with me, pushed me against the wall, and commenced kissing me.
In college, we shared a particular intimacy; Deep enjoyed tying me up and caressing me for hours. It was an effective way of achieving noteworthy orgasms, especially during the moments he pleasured my clit. His actions were a repeat of those times.
After he双手绑着我的腕，用细绳将我的双腕绕封在前方. 把绳子折叠, 他用其中的一端裹在我的双腕间, 然后为似带手腕锁约束. 他结束后, 使用剩下的绳子使我将双手举上胸部, 将手腕制于流量头后的管子后面. 两个手腕已经完全让我变得无力了。
他走到我的背部. "你在屏蔽我吗？"我说. [
😠 "她睡在我身边昨晚没穿衣服," Deep评论, 捂住我的嘴.
"{什么?} 这不是什么噩梦?" Tushar向我吼道.
"{我以为这是凯蒂的房子},"我哀嚎而站起来, "棒传师."
"{他好可怜的,} 哈哈哈哈, 我不喜欢这个房子吗?" Tushar婉笑着回答.
Deep 分手塞Definition,我愣了一会儿, 但没有专注于他我怎么 vel的原因, 因为他带了三张干燥.但我没有时间思索, 因为他从怦然心动地抬上我, 推我向墙壁, 开始吻我.
在狭张爱情猥琐的过去, 他喜欢把我绑架. 他会蜡牛我的整个身体大约有几个小时. 这被我激发了爆炸贼妈的性瓜. 现在, 他做了同样的事情.
我心跳加快, 在之前的学院时光在我的脑海现现如实, 他卷了我的手臂, 用细绳紧捆三次, 然后设法绳上绑在我的头后方, 我完全变得无力了.
他走向我的背部. "{你在屏蔽我吗?}",我问. [
"You'll see," he replied, as he grabbed my left breast with one hand and slid his other hand down between my legs. He removed his hands for a moment to take off his clothes and throw them to the side of the bathroom to avoid getting them wet. His hands returned to their previous positions, and I felt his erect penis rubbing against my ass. Then he said, "Come in, Tushar!"
"What?" I exclaimed, caught off guard. Before I could react, Tushar walked in through the unlocked door, completely naked, with a huge cock in his hand. He was much bigger than Deep.
"What are you two up to?" I questioned in complete perplexity. Feeling vulnerable being naked in front of Tushar so close up, my instinct was to cover myself, but with my hands tied, I couldn't. All I could do was watch as he examined my naked body while asking, "Stroke it for me."
Tushar positioned himself in front of me, placing his body between me and the wall of the shower stall, while Deep continued to lick my neck from behind and spread my legs apart.
Tushar looked at my pussy and remarked, "Wow, what an impeccable pussy."
"And nicely shaven," Deep chimed in.
I had never been naked in front of two men before, not to mention getting fucked by them. I closed my eyes and whined, "Please, for God's sake, don't do this to me."
"Ever since the night you rejected my proposal, I've fantasized about touching your flawless body," Tushar explained as he caressed my hard nipples. "Your shapely ass. Your gorgeous pussy."
He explored my vagina, parting my lips and circling my cunt's entrance with his fingers.
Despite my embarrassment, I felt myself melting. Thinking back to when I rejected Tushar's proposal years ago, I wondered if it was the right decision. Now, here I was, bound to a showerhead and surrounded by the two men who mattered most to me during college. The mixed emotions in my head were overwhelming, but my body knew what to do. Juices were beginning to run down my legs.
"We're going to have sex together today," Deep informed me, locking eyes with Tushar. Then, they pressed their hands into my butt cheeks, spreading them apart. My mouth opened involuntarily, and Tushar pushed his tongue into it.
Deep and Tushar inserted one finger each into my vagina. I didn't see this coming and cried out in alarm more from shock than pain. They withdrew their fingers and replaced them with Tushar's penis, entering me with force. Yesterday, I thought Deep's dick was stretching me to my limits, but now I was truly experiencing what it felt like to have a porn star-sized penis inside me.
"Fuck, you're so tight," Tushar remarked.
"I knew it," Deep added.
I murmured, "Um, ah, please don't do that," as Tushar kissed my tongue.
Tushar broke the kiss, and while playing with my breasts, admitted, "I've been madly in love with you since college, Annu. I've always wanted to sleep with you."
Deep held on to my waist, letting Tushar handle my breasts and stated, "We're going to double penetrate you."
"Oh my goodness, I don't think I can handle that," I announced. My pussy was still getting used to being stretched by Tushar's massive penis, but I couldn't imagine enduring two. However, the idea of being penetrated by the two men who had meant the most to me since college compounded my curiosity. I yearned to experience the unknown.
I only thought of Deep, my former lover, my cock worshipper, my pussy wrecker, and my soulmate. Needing to be used by both strong men, I begged, "God, yes, I'll do anything you ask, Deep."
Hearing this, Tushar removed his penis from my vagina and we both started sucking and licking every inch of my body. I inquired of Deep, "But isn't he married?"
"No, he's not," Tushar stated before admitting, "He thought you would return to him."
Deep's tenderness stirred up more empathy towards him, and my feelings towards him grew tremendously stronger. I was open to doing whatever he desired, even if that meant obliging him to share my body with his best friend.
Deep's touch and tongue profoundly weakened me as he explored my body, moistened by my short-lived shower. Concurrently, Tushar combed my body with his tongue, making me feel even weaker at my legs.
Tushar detached himself, stood upright and roughly gripped my cheeks while spitting into my mouth. His fingers made their way into my vagina, triggering a slight discomfort, yet it sent a thrill through me. His fingers easily matched the level of penetration.
He abstained from touching me, instead forcing my cheeks apart, allowing him to spit into my mouth. Simultaneously, he viciously fondled my vagina. The revulsion I felt was blended with an unexpected arousal.
Deep ceased to lick my nipples and pinched them with a force that sent chills down my back. The agony was borderline bearable, leaving me with the feeling that it was unjustified. I suffered silently, aware of the pain I had inflicted upon him by staying absent for years.
"Prepare yourself." Deep ordered through clenched teeth. "I'm going to penetrate your buttocks." I tensed, filled with apprehension yet also a touch of anticipation. I was accepting the consequences of the sexual experience I had chosen to embark on.
Tushar removed his fingers, grabbed my nipples, and tugged. Simultaneously, Deep took his arms around me, supporting my waist from being yanked in the other direction. I was faced down, with my buttocks raised, presenting Deep a window to enter. Instructionally, he held a bottle and began spreading a substance on my anus. In comprehending, I recognized it as lubrication. I watched as he gripped his erection and also rubbed lubrication onto it. Then, facing my stiffened anus, he lined up and pressed the tip of his penis against it.
"Adapt to the gentleness, Deep. This is my rear, which has never been touched - not by a finger, not by a toy, and most definitely not by a monstrous penis," I mentally offered him.
"Don't worry. I'll be gentle. At first, it'll hurt as I expand you, but once I'm inside, it's going to feel much better. Relax if you can."
Despite my efforts to be accommodating, I treasured the confidence that it would merely be Deep's large penis, as opposed to Tushar's substantial member.
"Proceed gradually. I might lose control, so let me relax," I prompted with the faith that he would heed my words and not force himself into me haphazardly.
Deep's cautiousness was rewarded as I rapidly yielded with spasms of pain, yet he persisted in noticing the subtle shift from pain to utter pleasure. Feeling my spine ease and my vaginal area satiate, I whispered in pleasure, "Oh Deep, this novelty feels bizarrely pleasant, yet agonizing. It's a strange cocktail of mundane discomfort and uncanny pleasure."
Taking note of my diminished pain, Deep began more forcefully pressing his penis into my anus. He got in several more inches, and I groaned as spasms of discomfort assailed me. He would not push in any farther, waiting, instead, for my body to acclimatize to the 10 inches of his penis encircling my sphincter. Gripping my shoulders to offer comfort, he spoke in a low voice, "I'll ease it in, girlfriend. Try your hardest to chill."
I was awestruck to find him entirely within me. I was stupefied that I had been able to achieve this feat, overwhelmed with the pleasure coursing through my core. The surge of pleasure was multiplied as he began moving within me, offering periodic bouts of discomfort amidst it all. "Oh Deep! This is strange but inconceivably satisfying!"
Suddenly, he stilled, "Doesn't it feel inadequate with merely one piece inserted?" I was in complete surrender to him and his desire to do more, anticipating the incredible sensations I'd experienced and wanting to fully indulge in it. "But it feels so intense, even with just one dick. This entire experience has been surreal."
"Easy there, love," Deep murmured, gripping my boobs possessively and drawing my torso into him. Now immobile but with his phallus firmly lodged inside my rectum, Tushar grasped my hips and tugged. I straightened, and my anus cleaved to his penis. My buttocks were in the air, ready to receive Tushar's entrance. Deep started guiding his penis out of my anus while Tushar carefully pushed his own in. "Alright, now there's an impressive Double Penetration occurring within our fantasy shower."
Tushar crouched a bit and placed his huge cock at the entrance of my pussy. He forcefully pushed in, and it went entirely inside. I was already extended from his penis and his fingers, and lubricated more than ever because of the anal stimulus I received, making it less challenging.
Tushar started to thrust gently from the front, while Deep were thrusting from the back. They synchronized their movements so that it didn't throw me back and forth due to their actions. They sped up a bit, and an unusual mix of feelings assaulted me. On one side, I was embarrassed by what they were doing to me. On the other side, I had never experienced such strong waves of pleasure from being thoroughly penetrated by two guys simultaneously. I could feel an orgasm coming fast.
Suddenly, they both stopped thrusting. "Oh God, no, no. Don't quit now! I was just getting to the point where that felt blissful!"
Without uttering a word, they both reached out for me. Tushar grasped Deep's elbows while Deep grabbed Tushar's, locking their arms together as if they were wrestlers in a grip or even in some bizarre rugby scrum, with me still trapped between them. "It's your turn to work now, slut," said Deep. "Fuck yourself!"
I had no clue what he meant initially. I then got it. I bent forward and inserted Deep's dick into my anus, followed by rocking the other way and letting it partway out while I thrust my cunt onto Tushar's dick. Their peculiar wrestling stance stopped them from moving, allowing me to rock my pelvis back and forth, alternating between penetrating one hole and the other. Deep had promised to fuck me in each and every hole. Now here I was, pounding dicks into two of my holes at the same time.
The sensation was absolutely mad as it enveloped me from both parts. It surged from my anus to my vagina, moving up into my abdomen and onward to my stomach. "Oh, oh, oh, God, I'm cummmiiiiiing!" I yelled as the full force of the orgasm approached me. I halted my movements and both men pushed into me as far as they could, holding me between them as I quivered and shook in pleasure.
If I didn't have their arms around me and their dicks within me, I would have crumpled and dangled from my tied wrists. They allowed me to stand there for a moment, gasping "Oh God Oh God Oh God" and striving to breathe. Then Deep made a few more thrusts and injected his load into a region I'd never experienced before. Tushar waited momentarily for Deep to finish, before thrusting into me for a few minutes and releasing his load on the other side.
After they had recovered from their orgasms and assured that my legs functioned properly, they disentangled themselves and restored their limp dicks to their normal state. I could feel semen seeping down my legs from both holes. "Guys, that was the most insane sensation I've ever experienced. I didn't know how intense a dick can feel up my bum, and getting two dicks simultaneously..."
They both had large grins on their faces, obviously satisfied with what they had just made me feel. They each seized a breast and squeezed firmly, and Deep reached up and reactivated the water.
The three of us remained under the hot water, my wrists still tied to the shower head, and they started to clean me, passing the soap between them. Deep cleansed me from the back, paying particular attention to my anus, crack, and inner thighs where cum and vaginal liquid were still dripping down my skin. Tushar cleansed my front, soaping up my pussy and my entire pelvis region, and then my breasts for good measure.
I relished the touch of two pairs of robust, soapy hands sliding over my skin. They finished by washing the semen off their own penises and testicles, then Deep retracted the shower extension and directed the water between my legs, washing off the last remnants of sex.
Once everyone was spotless, and more so, Deep switched off the water, ascended, and undid my hands from the shower head. I brought my hands back down gratifyingly - they were starting to feel quite sore from being up there for such a long time. He unknotted the line from around my wrists and both of us stepped outside and dried ourselves. Now I realized why Deep had brought three towels.
I wrapped up my conversation with my daughter, and she was oblivious to the fact that I'd been missing from home. I liked it this way. We all enjoyed a laid-back lunch together, during which we chatted about the past and caught up on events that had transpired over the last two decades since our college days.
Feeling slightly more dressed, we decided to venture out for dinner that evening, so we reluctantly got clothed again and made our way down. I donned a stylish saree and gorgeous earrings, which caught Tashar's admiration. "Your ex has impeccable taste," he remarked. "The colors complement your skin so well, allowing the intricate design on the saree to shine."
As the night drew in, we were ready to call it a day. Deep encouraged Tushar to spend the night with me, and with each of us receiving a glass of wine, we sat on the bed sans clothing. I found myself between the two men, all three of us sipping the wine while fondling each other's bodies. Unsurprisingly, we finished the bottle and succumbed to the pull of sleep.
While the evening was less adventurous than our DP in the shower, it still provided a level of intimacy perfect for our tired bodies. Plus, my pussy and ass were still tender.
The next morning, sandwiched between these two men who were becoming my closest pals, we were nothing less than naked companions.
Partners with perks. Multiple perks.
To be continued...
