Indian Gay sex story — Me My wife and neighbor boy – 1

Me My wife and neighbor boy – PART 1

I was thinking as I walked through the side door of my house that this was probably the worst day of my life. Humiliated at work… no, undermined by a sniveling little shit that worked for me and almost got me fired. To top it all off, my car  gets screwed up and I have to beg for a ride home. More humiliation… just what I need. Why did I move my family to this town when I was already doing well? Including today, I have asked myself that same question 265 times so far this year.

The house is quiet, almost. I hear a slight moaning sound from upstairs and it kinda turns me on. It must be my wife masturbating again. I love when she does that… it’s such a turn on for me. I’ve caught her before but never let on. If I’m quiet, maybe I can catch her again. Hey, this day might not turn out so bad after all. As I climb the stairs I can feel my own heart beating stronger and my dick is already dripping with pre-cum. Maybe I’ll jack off while I watch her… or maybe I’ll just fuck the shit out of her. The moaning gets louder as I get closer and I peek through the door. I see the comforter all piled up on top of her and there is quite a bit of movement. She must be using the dildo I bought for her… and for me.

It takes me a minute, but I finally realize that she’s not alone. There’s someone on top of her and I can’t make it out. At first I’m totally pissed, but then I realize that I have a raging hard on in my pants and that I’m really turned on. Who the fuck is fucking my wife?! I get my first glimpse when the comforter slides off a bit. This guy is repositioning to get her legs over his shoulders and the comforter drops down. I see a head of black hair and a muscular torso. The skin on his back is smooth and hairless. It looks like my neighbor, Danish, but much trimmer. OMG! It’s his son Manish! Oh man, how did my wife bag this young guy? I think he’s like 20 and in his 2nd year at college. This little prick is banging my wife! Shit! What do I do?!

And then I see the comforter slide down his back. He’s got a fucking nice ass. Oh yeah, I can see his balls from behind as he fucks her. I want some of that. He seems to be fucking her pretty good for an inexperienced guy… and my wife seems to be enjoying it a lot. Without realizing it, I’m breathing louder and I’ve given myself away. They both turn and my wife yells, “Oh my god…no!” Now that I’ve been seen, I enter the room and walk toward the bed. The young stud rolls over into a sitting position next to my wife with his legs spread. He looks nervous as can be and I can’t help but to stare at his softening cock. “Oh, honey… I’m so sorry.” my wife cries, while the hung guy starts to stammer. “Relax” I say and try to speak softly. I tell them that I appreciate them being part of my life fantasy. I tell them that if I can join in, there isn’t a problem. I do my best to convince them that I’m really ok with it and I whip out my throbbing cock to prove it. Does this look like I’m upset? And my wife smiles a little while penis boy looks like he wants to bolt. I say, “Everyone relax and let’s have some fun…OK?”

Manish seems very reluctant to believe me and tries to leave. Hey guy, you’re not leaving until you come. That’s what you came for and I want to make sure you get it. But you probably get laid alot with that big cock of yours. Not really, he says. Hey pretty, I want to see you suck his cock. Would you do that for me, please? She looks at me a little surprised and nods her head. Yeah, I want to see you suck him like it’s the only cock you’ll ever suck. I kick off my shoes and strip in an instant. I kneel on the bed next to her and put my hand on her shoulder and push her toward his manhood. She opens her mouth but turns back to look at me and I’m smiling a little. She doesn’t trust that I’m good with this. I push her a little harder and tell her to get working on that cock before he goes totally soft. She reaches for his meat and grabs it with her fist. She places the head in her mouth and starts to suck him a little. You can do better than that! Suck that boy’s cock, you slut! And with that she gets more into it. Manish lifts he gaze up to my eyes and I’m still smiling. “It’s OK… enjoy it. We’re gonna have some fun.” He closes his eyes and leans his head back. I can see him getting harder as my wife works the head of his dick.

I’m dripping with pre-cum and I lube up the head of my cock with it. I position myself behind my wife and place the head into her pussy. It’s already dripping from her romp with the boy and I’m really turned on to recall that he was in her just a few minutes ago. It makes me want to blow my wad, but I hold back. I’m watching her suck him and I’m admiring his body. He’s very lean and has a beautiful lightly tanned skin that fits him like a glove. I’ve gotten a few good looks at his dad and I can see where he gets his physique from. His dad is pretty hot for 45 and I know he works hard at it. This boy will be just as hot when he’s that old. I like Manish’s hairless chest and his little line of hair that goes from his navel and joins into his pubic hair. The same light black color as his hair. He’s really hot. My wife starts to moan a little as I ram myself into her. I know what this sound and it means she wants me to cum. No way, bitch… not today. I’ve got other plans.

I pull out and say, “OK, boy … your turn.” He pulls out of her mouth and gets behind her. I want to see you fuck my wife hard with your big cock. As he pulls out, the weight of his dick makes him bounce a little. I stand beside them and put my hand to my mouth for some spit. I lick my hand and deposit some saliva for lubrication. I reach down and grab his cock in my right hand and lube his head. It feels really hard and I can tell he’s bigger than me. He seems a little startled, but doesn’t object. How can he when I’m about to let him fuck my wife? I reach over to my wife and rub her slit. I know she’s still wet and I get her lips slippery. I spread her lips a little and do my best to guide his cock into her. He’s very willing and it takes just a second for him to be inside her. She moans lightly and accepts his hard cock. I slide my hand behind him and feel his ass as I push him into her. I whisper in his ear that I want him to make her scream. He quickens his pace and I am mesmerized by his muscular ass flexing and relaxing as he pumps away at her. She’s very much into it and I can see her pushing back to drive him in deeper.

I grab my cock and start to stroke it a bit. I get the idea that someone should be servicing me. So I move around to my wife’s head and stick it in her face. She reaches up with one hand and stuffs it in her mouth and sucks. She moans a little and I know she’s tasting the pre-cum that has been dripping since I came into the room. She loves it. I move my eyes up from her and I am staring into Manish’s face. He is truly a beautiful guy . His skin is smooth and clear of any blemishes; he as a strong chin and perfect nose. I’ve never noticed it before, but he could probably be a model. He gives me a nervous smirk and he closes his eyes as him pumps away. I whisper to him how much my wife loves getting fucked by him. He seems to enjoy that and I see a proud look come over his face. I can’t take my eyes off from him and I keep staring at how his body looks so perfect. Even in my best days I never looked like that. I have this overwhelming desire to touch him. So I pull my dick out the bitch’s mouth and I move slowly behind him. I kneel on the bed directly behind him and put my arms around his chest. He stops and seems nervous. I whisper that I’m not going to hurt him and just to enjoy the extra stimulation. He starts to pump away again, but a less rhythmic.

I caress his chest and find both nipples simultaneously and pinch them lightly. I can feel both of them become hard quickly and I know it feels good to him. He seems to shiver a little and I know how much I like that feeling. He seems to relax as I move hands up and down his chest; sliding my fingers seductively over his navel and flirting with his pubic hair. I slide my other hand around to his ass and get the best feel that I can without freaking him out. I’ve got my right hand stroking his chest & stomach while my left hand caresses his butt cheeks. I thought he’d freak over my touching his ass, but he didn’t. He continued on with humping my wife while he gripped her hips with both hands. I decided to get behind him again and hugged him a little. His ass kept bumping into my semi-hard penis and I started to get hard. I brought my face closer to the back of his head and just breathed in his youthful smell. He smelled so young… I just can’t describe the smell, but I had it once… probably when I was his age. I couldn’t believe it when he leaned his head back on my shoulder. He rolled his head a little bit and kissed my neck lightly. Oh, fuck, what does he want from me? Does he want me to kiss him? After a few seconds I find that that’s exactly what he wanted. With his eyes half closed he rolled his head slightly to line up with my mouth and I found myself kissing this young guy full on the lips. Even his breath smelled young! His lips were so soft and his mouth kissed me with his full power. I enjoyed it so much that I felt like I was melting. The little bastard was making me melt! How the fuck did he do that?!

I don’t think my wife knew what was going on, but I didn’t care. All I wanted to do was kiss and fondle this guy. It was almost like I was his age again. When we finally broke our lip lock, I let him get back to pounding my wife from behind. But I didn’t want to let him go and found myself kissing the back of his neck, his shoulders, and down his back. I slide my hands down his butt and reached the left one between his legs and stroked his balls. His balls were a good size and they hung evenly in his sack. There was very little hair on them and I fantasized that he shaved them. I had a mental picture of him holding his sack in one hand while he shaved with the other. He let out a little moan and I decided to hold them firmly and he seemed to really like that. I fondled them gently and he slid his cock in and out of my wife’s vagina. He started to pump a little faster and moaned as if he were about to cum. He started to slam into her and that got her really hot to the point of screaming. She screamed, “FUCK ME!” It didn’t take more than a dozen more strokes until he was jamming his swollen cock into my wife hard and he drained his load into her. I held his balls as he came and I could almost feel the cum squirting out. I put my arm around him as he came and held him tight against my chest. There was almost a strange bond that I felt to him. Maybe it was the fact that we’ve both fucked the same woman. Maybe it was our kiss. Maybe it was both.

My wife moved forward and he followed her without pulling out. He lay on top of her as they both were breathing hard. I should have been jealous of her doing him. But I was actually more jealous of him. I wanted more of him, but didn’t know how to get it. My luck changed pretty quickly when my wife announced that she needed to “clean up.” Kind of an obsession with her to be clean and I was glad she didn’t do it just to me. With a nervous smile she left the bed with her hand cupping her twat; waiting for spillage. I was alone with Manish and I didn’t know what to say. I leaned closer to him and told him how much I enjoyed having him there. What I really wanted to say was that I had an overwhelming desire to be with him more and make love to him. Before I could get another word out he said, “can we meet later… just the two of us?” After that, I just about lunged at him and pinned him down on the bed. I couldn’t wait to kiss him some more and I was thrilled that he wanted me. I felt like a teenager again and I felt him up like I have never touched skin before. He responded in ways that I never imagined. He stroked my back while I was on top of him and he kissed my neck and throat; giving me a full-body chill. If you’ve never had a man kiss-suck your Adams apple… you haven’t lived.

I felt sexually ravenous at that moment. I didn’t give a fuck if my wife was listening or watching… I had to have more of this young guy. I flipped him over and kissed him from shoulder to toe. I worked my way back up the inside of his thighs and kissed him forcefully. I spread his legs and got a look at his anus. It was so hairless and pink, it was almost like another mouth waiting to be kissed. His balls were resting against the mattress and I couldn’t resist kissing his tight hole. I was half-expecting it to be sour and bad smelling, but the son of a bitch even had a great smelling ass hole. I started to shake a little with horniness and I just kept kissing his hole and rubbing my tongue around in a circle. I actually put my entire mouth over it and licked with the full length of my tongue. He moaned and arched his ass up a little, pushing it in my face. I didn’t mind… and in fact, I loved it! I finally worked up the nerve to push my tongue into his hole and he let out an “ohhhhh” sound. No doubt, that felt good. I made him squirm quite a bit and I was very proud of myself for satisfying him. Just as I really started getting into it, I heard the toilet flush and it was obvious that our encounter was about to end. He whispered, “can I see you later?” and I said, yes. Then my wife appeared in the doorway with her robe on. Are you guys getting to know each other better, she asked. I smiled and said that we were doing just that.

My wife suggested that we all just kind of snuggle in bed for awhile. Manish said he had to go soon, but would stay for a few minutes. We all piled into the bed, Manish in between us, and snuggled and giggled. My wife said that she would never suspect me of being into this type of thing. I told her that there was a lot about me that she didn’t know. We both held onto Manish and we both kissed him lightly.

This was great, I thought, but I couldn’t wait for later.