In the first part, you read how I was tricked into sex with my neighbor’s tailor.
Then, in the second part, you read about what happened when we saw the video made slyly by my neighbor and the tailor.
In the third part, you read about my first experience in anal sex.
In the fourth part, you read about my sex experience with two men at the same time.
Before I begin the seventh part of my story, I want to thank each of you for your feedback and encouragement. Your feedback made me feel proud and humble.
Read all 11 parts again, and then proceed to get in the mood.
Part 12
Many of you have guessed rightly, and some of you have asked about my double penetration (sandwich). So today, I shall describe this new experience for me.
Every stage has been a new experience. I have learned and enjoyed something new each time. You all remember my first lesbian experience with Meena. I had heard about lesbians and gays, but never thought it would happen to me.
I am not a lesbian. But you can call me Bi, as I enjoyed sex with both Meena and Naseem / Vinod. I learned more about my body and all the pleasures that the body can be subjected to, from Meena.
When a woman makes love to another woman (she does not fuck), but gently explores the pleasure points. Since we women know what excites us, we try to live that experience with our female companion. Truly that bond is different.
Then I had my first-time experience of oral sex with Naseem. Since I never had oral sex with my husband, I had never thought that sucking Naseem’s cock will give me so much pleasure.
When he returned the favor by sucking my pussy and clitoris, I learned that the mouth and tongue can give as much pleasure as the sexual organs.
Then I had my new experience of having anal sex with Naseem and later with Vinod. This taught me that the mouth and sexual organs were not the only sources of pleasure, but my anus was equally receptive to pleasure.
Rimming the asshole is as pleasurable as anal sex. When the tongue tickles the nerve endings at the entrance of the anus, the spasms of lust are unbelievable.
I have shared with you all the immense pleasure every new sexual experience gave me. I am happy to note from your comments that you have lived my experience secretly, fucking me in your minds, each time you read the different parts and fantasize that your cock is in my pussy.
No wonder that my pussy remains wet throughout the day. I used to wonder why. Now I know. It is because every one of you who reads my real-life experiences deposits your thick white cream in my wet pussy.
Many of you have wondered whether my boobs and ass have become bigger, with all the sucking and fucking. Earlier my breast measurements were 36C. Now they are 36D. I am very thrilled with the increase in my bosom size.
Every woman secretly wishes to have big boobs, which will draw the attention of her male admirers. I have still not yet reached Meena’s boob proportions. Her boobs are 38C. But I hope that soon I will boast of bigger boobs due to all the sucking and massage by Naseem and Vinod.
Today, I shall tell you about my double penetration, when both my pussy and ass were stuffed with Naseem’s and Vinod’s cock at the same time.
I had in my previous episode described to you how both of them had taken turns to fuck my pussy and anus separately. The experience was mind-blowing, but this new experience was even better.
A few days back, Meena and I had gone shopping to a mall. Meena suggested that I should give our guys a surprise. She suggested I should buy a mini skirt and dress up like a schoolgirl.
Though I wear skirts occasionally, a mini skirt sounded a bit risqué. The skirts were so short that if I bent a bit, you could almost see my pussy. Meena said she would get Naseem to pay for it. So I decided to try out some.
When I came out from the fitting room, Meena’s eyes bulged, and she said, “Wow, kya lagti hai. Maano school se nikli hai.” After spending a few hours choosing two skirts, I agreed to buy them. But I told her that I will wear them only at home when they come.
So, one fine day when she told me they both were coming, I wore my new outfit – a red mini skirt and a frilly white top. Of course, I wore a panty and bra too. When I looked in the mirror, I could not believe it was me.
It reminded me of my school days in school uniform. Even if I say it myself, I was looking smashing. They both came at the appointed time. Now, I was not nervous as I had been having sex with both of them, though not at the same time.
When they saw me, they both blinked and rubbed their eyes. Naseem said, “Yeah, school wali bacchi kaun hai?” (Who is this school-girl)?
Meena laughingly said, “Uski skirt uttaregi, to tum pehchan loge.” (If you remove her skirt, you will recognize her.)
All this conversation made me blush. I was quite relaxed, though there was a tingling sensation in my pussy in anticipation of it being filled soon. Both were wearing tee shirts and jeans.
Naseem was wearing a green tee with a collar and Vinod a yellow colored one without a collar. Though I knew the purpose of the meeting, I was modest. I did not want to make it appear that I was expecting what was to come. We, women, are quite modest and shy, though we love having all our holes filled.
They started by holding and kissing me – Naseem from front and Vinod from the back. For some reason, I was comfortable when Naseem kissed me deep in my mouth. But I did not like Vinod kissing in my mouth. Maybe I had mentally accepted Naseem as my second husband.
So while Naseem kissed me passionately in my mouth, I reciprocated by sucking his tongue and exchanged our saliva. Vinod was kissing my neck and shoulders.
Then Naseem said, “Jaan, aaj tum hamare kapade utar do aur humme nanga karo. Hamesha hum tumhare kapde utarte hain.” (Dear, today you remove our clothes and make us nude. Always we are removing your clothes).
Naseem is such a good lover and fucker that he will keep changing positions. Since he does not have the problem of cumming in a few minutes, he will make you beg him to stop. Then he lifted both my feet and kept it on his shoulders. He put a pillow under my bum so that he could lift me.
In this position, the cock goes deep in, and I could feel it banging my womb. I was actually screaming in joy, and I did not want him to stop. But he withdrew and turned me over. Now with my tummy on the bed, he straddled me with his feet on either side of me and again put his cock in.
My pussy did not want a second invitation and grabbed his cock. But in this position, though I was relaxed, I could not feel his cock very deep. After being some time in this position, he made me kneel in the doggy style. He first gave 3-4 hard slaps on my buttocks, making them red. This was pleasurable pain.
Then I was expecting his cock in my pussy, but he did something terrible. He tried to push his cock in my butthole. I screamed and shouted in pain and turned around, with tears in my eyes.
Meena came running and told him, “Abhi nahi. Usko taiyar karna hai. Agli baar, oose taiyar rakhungi.” (Not now. She has to be prepared. Next time, I will keep her ready). I did not understand what she meant. But I was happy that he did not try again.
Instead, he put his cock, where it was meant to go – in my pussy, and I again got into the mood. This was enjoyable. He kept on pumping for at least 10 minutes, and I had my second orgasm. He then put me again on my back and fucked me in a missionary position. I could feel his cock pulsating.
He then suddenly stopped, withdrew his cock, and positioned himself on my head. He parted my hair and let a few drops leak on my forehead, where we married women put the sindoor. Then he lay by my side, with my back turned towards him.
I lifted one leg, and his cock found my cunt again. His arm was protectively under my head, holding me in a tight embrace, and continued his jerking, building up the tempo once again.
We could both clearly hear the whoosh-woosh sound as my cunt lips gripped his cock and wanted him to release his love juice. He continued in this position for at least 10 minutes, until we both exploded.
This time I felt I had peed too, as my juices squirted and erupted. I tried to pull away, fearing the mess I must have made on the bed, but he did not allow me. He held me tight, with his cock now limp, still in my pussy. And that is how we both slept for at least 2 hours, exhausted and tired but happy.
I shall tell you more about what happened in the next few days, only if you are interested to hear, and I get your comments.
