I am Manisha. I had this experience 6 years ago, when I was 25 years old. At that time my boyfriend was Roshan. He always had kinky ideas and I kind of liked his ideas.
One day when we were having sex at his place, Roshan said, “I want both of your holes filled at once.”
“Hmm….how do you plan to do it with one dick?” I had laughed, rocking my body with his dick inside my pussy.
“You need double penetration,” he said.
I stopped moving my hips. I took the cigarette from his hand. I puffed on the cigarette and exhaled the smoke. “I thought you wanted to marry me,” I said.
“Of course, I want to marry you,” he assured me.
“So why do you want to share me with other men?” I asked, smoking one more puff from the cigarette.
He put his hand under my frock and grabbed my buttocks. “I just want you to have maximum pleasure,” he said.
I blew the smoke from my mouth and gave the cigarette to him. “I heard anal sex can be very painful,” I said.
“It won’t be painful if we use good lubrication,” he said spreading my butt cheeks apart.
“Okay,” I said and started to move my hip back and forth.
“So do you want to have double penetration?” he asked, pushing his middle finger inside my anus.
“Will you marry me if I do what you want me to do?” I asked.
“Of course,” he said.
I smiled at him and said, “In that case, you can have your wish.”
He laughed and said, “That’s my girl.”
I laughed and moved my hips back and forth, grinding my clit on his crotch. I could feel his dick pulsating in my vagina. I moved my hips harder and faster, rubbing my clit on him till we both climaxed.
After a few days, Roshan asked me if I was sure about having sex with him and his friend. I told him I was not sure, but I will do it if it makes him happy.
On the day, Roshan had planned to introduce his friend, he picked me up and took me to his place. He told me his parents have gone to a relative’s house and they won’t be back that day. So, we had the entire house for ourselves.
Roshan, gave me a red bridal Saree and asked me to wear it.
“Whose Saree is it?” I asked.
“Just wear it. I’ll tell you later,” he said.
I asked him few more times but he didn’t tell me. So, I just decided to wear it anyway. I took the Saree to his bedroom to get changed.
Roshan watched me undress and drape the Saree. As I was adjusting the pleats of the Saree, he came closer to me. He stood behind and said, “Wow! you look beautiful!”
I laughed for the compliment. I knew I looked beautiful like a bride.
He went to the dressing table and opened a jewel box. He took a Mangalsutra from the box and showed it to me.
“Wow! It is beautiful!” I said admiring the Mangalsutra.
Before I could ask him whose Mangalsutra it was, he came closer to me and put it around my neck.
“It is beautiful, Roshan,” I said, admiring the Mangalsutra and the bridal Saree.
Roshan lit up a cigarette and said, “Fuck! you look sexy!”
I laughed and asked, “Are we going to pretend like it’s our first night?”
“You guessed it right,” Roshan said and asked, “So are you ready for a Double penetration.”
I stared at him and took the cigarette from him. I took a puff from the cigarette, blew the smoke on his face and said, “I feel so sexy, I am ready for a triple penetration.” I laughed.
We were laughing when we heard the doorbell ring.
“Ah…must be my friend,” Roshan said and left the bedroom.
I followed him out of the bedroom and watched him open the main door.
“Hello Roshan,” an elder man in his 50’s said, as he entered the house.
Roshan quickly looked at me. Then he looked at the elder man and said, “Come in. The bride is ready.”
Both the men laughed.
I stood their wondering who the hell the elder man was. He looked like he was in his mid-fifties. I took another puff from the cigarette and looked at him curiously.
As they approached me, Roshan said, “Manisha, this is my friend, Atul”
I blew the cigarette smoke from the side of my mouth. I gave the man a half-smile and said, “Hello Atul.”
“Atul, this is my girlfriend, Manisha,” Roshan said.
“Hello Manisha!” Atul said, stretching his hand to shake my hand.
I shook his hand.
“Wow, you are gorgeous,” Atul said and checked me out from top to bottom.
“Thank you,” I said, smiling.
“Manisha,” Roshan said. “Atul’s wife died two of years ago. That’s why I invited him to have threesome with us.”
I was a bit shocked. I had not expected him to bring an elderly man for a threesome. But I was still exited because Atul was handsome, tall like Roshan but more muscular. Besides, I also sympathized with him because he was a widower.
“Come let’s go to the bedroom,” Roshan said.
We went to the bedroom. Roshan began removing his cloths and Atul followed his example. I was a bit shocked. I took one last puff from the cigarette and stubbed it in the ashtray.
Atul and Roshan stood before me completely naked, stroking their hard dicks.
“Whose dick do you want to suck first?” Roshan asked.
“I don’t know, Roshan,” I said, bit confused. Looking at both their dicks had made my legs feel week.
“Okay, try Atul’s dick,” Roshan said.
I shrugged my shoulder. I went to the bed and sat down. Atul moved forward, pointing his dick at my mouth. I caught the shaft of his dick and stroked it. I looked at my boyfriend. He smiled at me encouragingly. I bent down and kissed the tip of Atul’s dick. I opened my mouth and took his dick in my mouth. Atul moved his dick slowly in-and-out of my mouth. He was gentle, so I didn’t stop him. I saw my boyfriend’s dick from the corner of my eyes and pulled away from Atul’s cock. “I want to suck you, Roshan,” I said.
“She loves you,” Atul said, and laughed.
Roshan bent down and kissed me hard on my lips. He grabbed my face and pushed his dick inside my mouth. I gagged and chocked at first, but he remained still and let me suck him. As I sucked Roshan’s cock, I stroked Atul’s cock. I wanted to suck Atul’s cock but I didn’t want Roshan’s to feel ignored. I loved Roshan.
“Let’s fuck both her holes!” Roshan said and pulled his cock out of my mouth.
I stood up. Roshan started to remove my blouse. So, I helped him remove my blouse and bra.
Atul touched my bottom and said, “You have a sexy figure.”
“Thank you,” I said, feeling happy that he liked my figure.
Roshan lifted my Saree and petticoat. He started tugging on my panties.
I pulled my panties down and threw it on the bed. Roshan inserted his fingers in my vagina and started fingering me. Atul’s fingers dug into my anus slowly and fingered my anus.
Soon their fingers were all over my inner-thighs, vagina and anus. It felt so good, I just closed my eyes and let the pleasure soar throughout my body.
After a few minutes, Roshan stopped and said, “Lie down on the bed.”
I lifted my Saree and petticoat, above my knees and got on top of the bed. I laid down on my back. Roshan got on top of the bed. He lifted my legs on top of his shoulder. He placed the tip of his penis in the slit of my vagina and pushed deep inside me. He started penetrating me again and again. Atul got on top of the bed and placed the tip of his penis on my lips. I opened my mouth and took it in my mouth. I sucked his penis while Roshan was busy penetrating me.
About 10 minutes later, Roshan pulled his penis out of my vagina and said, “Let’s fuck both her holes.”
Atul pulled his penis out of my mouth. Roshan lay down on his back. I knelt down on my knees with my legs on both his sides, and leaned forward on him. Atul positioned himself behind me. His fingers scooped vaginal secretion from my vagina and inserted into my vagina.
I grabbed Roshan’s penis and slowly took it fully inside my vagina. Atul spread my bottom and pushed his penis inside my anus. It hurt a bit, but my vaginal secretion helped to ease the pain.
Slowly, both the men began to penetrate me. I was feeling a combination of pain and pleasure but as they increased speed, I screamed. They pinched my nipples, squeezed my breasts, and spanked me. Atul, pulled my hair, making my back arch while Roshan penetrated me from below and sucked on my breasts. It hurt but it felt very good.
They had sex with me for almost half-an-hour before switching position. Roshan penetrated my anus while Atul penetrated my vagina.
Roshan asked, “Do you like double penetration, darling?”
I laughed and said, “Shut up and fuck me.”
Roshan laughed and continued fucking me.
I didn’t have to tell Atul. He was banging my bottom from behind like a wild man. I felt really good despite the pain.
After almost fifteen minutes, Roshan and Atul ejaculated inside me and pulled their cocks out.
I rolled over and lay down next to Atul.
Atul got on top of me and positioned his penis on my lips. I opened my mouth and sucked his cock.
Roshan leaned forward between my inner-thighs and sucked my vagina.
Fifteen minutes later, both the men lay next to me.
“Did you like it?” Roshan asked.
I turned to face him. I kept a hand on his chest and nodded, smiling.
“Manisha, I want to tell you something. Just promise me you won’t get angry,” Roshan said.
“What now?” I asked.
“Just promise, please,” Roshan said.
“Ok. I promise,” I said, just to hear what he wanted to tell me.
Just then I felt fingers penetrating my anus. I was startled. I wanted to turn towards Atul but he laughed. “I like the heat in your asshole,” he said.
I shook my head. It was so strange and unexpected but I decided to ignore it.
“Manisha…Atul is my dad,” Roshan said.
“No way!” I said, shocked.
“He is right,” Atul said pushing his middle finger deeper inside my anus.
I closed my eyes and didn’t say anything for a moment.
“The Saree and Mangalsutra you are wearing belongs to my late wife,” Atul said.
I didn’t say anything. I was angry and confused.
“Are you angry?” Roshan asked.
I opened my eyes and asked, “Just tell me, who is going to marry me?”
“Me!” Both the men said.
I laughed, but I knew both were serious.
A month later, father and son married me in a private marriage ceremony.
Four years later I have a one son with Roshan and one son with Atul. And, I am pregnant with Atul’s daughter.
We have a happy married life.