Threesome fun story of horny and wild friends: 2
Friends threesome story: That was it. I sat up so suddenly, nearly biting Dipak’s dick off. “Nope, not gonna happen.”, I said stiffly. Even though the dare called me out, even though it felt so exciting, it felt too dangerous.
But while I was going through my own conundrum, one look at Sarth’s face changed my heart. He looked so sexy, slightly poking me on my thigh with his finger, with his puppy eyes, asking me “Swaye, can we?”
I just grunted and stood up, went to my locker and took out a bottle of lube and condoms. They both literally started jumping with excitement. Sarth took my hand and dragged me to the balcony.
Just before crossing the gate I asked him to stop and wear the damn condom, while Dipak spread the lube in my hole. There was a cool breeze of air touching my naked skin. Even the air was feeling me up.
I looked at Sarth and his armoured dick and just went through the door to our balcony. It seemed to be totally empty, leaving a few passing vehicles. I bent down slightly holding the grilled fencing and felt Sarth holding my ass from behind.
I felt his dick poking on my entrance. And with a push he popped it’s head inside me. Its a wonder noone heard me moan out loud. He held me firmly from behind and started pushing in.
Damn he was big. My knees kept failing me but he’d just drag me up and push even more. After I felt like I’d blow up from the stretching, he pulled out half of his length. He pushed back with a force before I could even feel a bit relaxed.
After a few moany humps he took speed, fucking me roughly again and again, slapping my ass, pinching my nipples. My own dick was literally going in and out of the grills, naked body open to the world.
We heard Dipak calling out times up. Sarth reluctantly pulled put after a few more times up from Dipak. We went back in all sweaty, but I wasnтАЩt allowed to relax.
Soon I was bent over the bed’s edge, with Sarth back inside me fucking my ass. All I could say was repetitive Ah!
Dipak then sat up on the bed near my face and showed me my phone. It was playing a video of Sarth demolishing my ass on tge balcony, with our faces cut out of the frame. I was shocked.
But hearing my own moans, watching Sarth’s beautiful ass humping over my own, I just felt even more aroused, if that was even possible. Dipak came to me and whispered in my ears if it was okay, and I just moaned Yes Yes Yes.
He then kissed me on my lips, a long kissed broken by my moans. I felt Sarth speeding even more, shouting fuck fuck fuck as he came fucking me. With all that stimulation I came just moments after him without touching my dick.
Streams of cum shot to the wooden bed as Sarth pulled out of me. He just laid down beside me while I was too exhausted to stand up. I saw Sarth pulling out the used condom off his dick and I thought this was the time to get back at Dipak for filming me.
I held Sarth’s hand just as he was going to tie up the condom and turned to Dipak, ” I dare you Dipak, to drink all the cum from that condom.”
Even in his intoxicated state, he looked horrified. “Please, no”, he pleaded to which we just laughed. Reluctantly he opened his mouth while I took the condom and eptied its contents all in his mouth.
“Disgusting!”, he cried out after gulping in the mouthful of semen. I felt so happy.
Well my happiness wasn’t digested by Dipak. With drops of cum dripping off his red lips, he kissed me. I could taste Sarth’s cum along with the condoms chocolaty flavors on Dipak’s tongue.
He dragged me up on the bed while kissing me, biting me, and said “My turn. Swayam, I dare you to get fucked by me while Sarth records us.”
“Don’t worry babe, I’m gonna use your own phone to record.” Nevertheless, I was too intoxicated to care. Dipak’s cum filled kisses had already made me horny once again.
Dipak laid down on the mattress, his dick standing straight. He tapped his groin, asking me to come and sit on top. It looked just as large as Sarth’s dick, with even greater girth.
I went up to him, looking at his dark eyes, red swollen lips, getting enticed by the dark nipples above his abs.
After a lit if willpower and multiple tries, I was able to connect his tip to my hole. All that was left was for me to just sit on it. Slowly and steadily I started going down, taking it in.
I could feel my asshole stretching once again. With a pop I felt his mushroom head inside me, rest of the way seemed easy enough theoretically.
But as I took his whole length in I couldn’t help but moan out loud, feeling his dick hitting my prostate. I just sat on him, getting screwed without moving, as if we were pieces of a really sexual puzzle.
Friends threesome story of slutty and wild boys
Just then Dipak slapped my thighs, asking me to start moving. I moaned out looking at the cameraman Sarth. Slowly I started moving, going up and down his dick, rotating my ass, while Dipak started pinching my nipples, still smacking my ass and thighs.
I was at another level of bliss once I sped up riding Dipak’s dick, feeling his naked body, clenching and relaxing my ass.
I had already closed my eyes after watching Dipak with his half lidded eyes, hearing Sarth fumble around for better shots of me getting fucked. All my other senses felt heightened with pleasure.
To be continued…
