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My name is Fateh, a muscular guy, standing a solid six-foot-two. I got married in 2022 when I was 30, and my wife, Simran, was a hot, sweet 24-year-old. In the lead-up to the wedding, I hit the gym relentlessly and was careful with my protein intake, all with the goal of looking my absolute best on the Wedding day. A huge part of this transformation was thanks to my best friend, Yudhveer 30 y/o, who is a gym trainer himself and helped me immensely with my physique.
Our wedding was in January, and initially, everything was great. Yudhveer wasn’t just my best friend; he was also my personal trainer, so we met every day, and he was constantly coming and going from our place. Naturally, his conversations with my wife, Simran, started becoming more frequent. Soon, Yudhveer began to flirt a little and enjoy the banter with her. Gradually, Simran started to feel comfortable with this dynamic and flirted back with my friend. She started praising his Muscular physique quite often, a fact I found surprisingly entertaining. I was actually getting a kick out of the whole thing.
I already knew Yudhveer was quite the character, having heard a bit about his past. Since he was a personal trainer and had even been a bull in some circles, I had a feeling he’d been fucking many wife. It wasn’t long before Simran started asking him about his past relationships, and sometimes their discussions quickly veered into sexual topics. One evening after quite some time, Yudhveer came over and stayed late. We were all sitting in the hall with the heater on, playing ‘Spin the Bottle.’ Simran was wearing a particularly skimpy outfit that night, and her cleavage was clearly visible. When it was Yudhveer’s turn, Simran playfully dared him to play topless. Without hesitation, he whipped off his T-shirt and started to flex his powerful, muscular body. His huge pecs, big biceps, and sculpted abs were undeniably better than mine. Watching him, I honestly felt like my mind just went blank.
During the game, Yudhveer suddenly posed a direct question to Simran: “Whose body is better—mine or Fateh’s?” She didn’t hesitate, replying, “Yours, Yudhveer.” She then ran her hand over his chest and started biting her lip while staring at him. Watching this, I started getting an erection. After a few more turns, it was Simran’s turn for a dare. Yudhveer looked at her and asked, “Bhabhi, what if I ask for something, and you can’t refuse it?” Simran accepted the challenge instantly, saying, “Go on, ask.” Yudhveer then requested, “You have to show me your big boobs.” Simran glanced at me, and I gave her a subtle nod. She immediately pulled her top down. Yudhveer knew she had large breasts, but he clearly hadn’t expected them to be so magnificent; his jaw literally dropped. He moved forward to grab them, but my wife quickly covered up. “I told you just to show you, not to touch—that’s enough for today.” With that, she left the room.
The next day at the gym, Yudhveer ran into me and, laughing, asked, “How much do you really love Simran, and how will I fuck her?” I took it as a joke at the time, and he soon dropped the subject. A few days later, I had to leave town for work. I was talking to Simran on the phone one night, when she casually asked me, “What would happen if Yudhveer fucked me?” Initially, I hesitated, but then I felt myself getting erect, and I realized I was enjoying the thought. I told her, “Alright, my wife Simran, if you genuinely want to have sex with Yudhveer, I’ll talk to him. But be warned, he fucks for a very long time and is incredibly strong. You might not be able to handle his powerful thrusts.” “Is he really that intense?” Simran asked. “Yes,” I replied. “Why?” she pressed. “Just know that his dick is Thicker,” I told her. We continued these kinds of calls every day. When I finally got home, Yudhveer showed up that very evening. I was exhausted, so I didn’t talk much and went straight to bed. I must have only been asleep for about half an hour when I woke up.
Loud sex noises were coming from the nearby room. I could hear the forceful thrusting and my wife’s shrieks mixed with Yudhveer’s aggressive grunt of fucking. It clicked immediately: I had talked to Yudhveer about my wife’s desires. I rushed to the room and saw the door was ajar. My wife was in doggy style, being fucked by Yudhveer. The sight made my cock instantly hard, feeling like it would rip through my pajamas.
I saw tears of pure ecstasy streaming down my wife’s face; her eyes were closed, savoring every deep thrust. Yudhveer’s muscular arms were gripping her waist, driving each forceful thrust deep inside. He had to hold her tight, or his aggressive movements would have pushed her right off the bed. I stood there watching them for about 30 seconds until my wife opened her eyes. She was shocked, pulling away and covering herself with the blanket. My friend looked at me, paused, and then burst into laughter.
I put my hand on my friend’s shoulder and whispered, “Thanks, brother.” I smiled at my wife, who looked scared and started apologizing. I moved toward her, placed both hands on the bed, and looked her in the eyes. I said, “Don’t worry, I knew everything. You told me your feelings on the phone, and I’m the one who told Yudhveer to come to you. I just didn’t realize you’d be having this much fun! But why wouldn’t you? I knew Yudhveer would satisfy you.” I then gently pulled the blanket off her body. The sight made me dizzy. I hugged her close and kissed her intensely. She complained about my stubble, asking why I hadn’t shaved. I replied, “I was busy, my love.” After another long look into her eyes, we started a small intimate session of our own. We were lost in the moment when Yudhveer ruined it by asking, “Are you two husband and wife done, so we can start?
I touched my wife’s pussy, and it was soaking wet, meaning they hadn’t been at it long. I then noticed my friend wasn’t wearing a condom, nor had my wife taken the pill. I yelled at him, “Bastard, why didn’t you put on a condom?” Yudhveer replied, “Dude, I thought you would bring one.” I shot back, “Asshole, I’m not bringing one!” He said, “Then give me one, brother. If she gets pregnant, is it not my responsibility?” I punched him lightly in the stomach, saying, “You figure out what to bring, asshole! Have you done this without a condom before?” He winced and lay on the bed. My wife started laughing. When I looked at her, she said, “This is the second time without a condom, and I’ll take the pill later.”
He stood up, looked at me, and said, “Brother, go! Don’t ruin the fun flow of the sex we had going.” I told them, “Go on, you two…” As they started kissing again, he began stroking his dick, making it harder. I thought, “It’s been a long time; let’s have some fun.” By then, my cock was hard, and I started fucking my wife’s pussy while simultaneously unbuttoning and taking off my shirt. Simran and Yudhveer looked at me. By the time I dropped my pajamas, Yudhveer said, “Brother, let us do it today.” Simran pleaded with me, “Fateh, please let me fuck with Yudhveer today. Don’t interrupt; fucking him is so much fun!” My wife asked so sweetly that I couldn’t refuse.
I didn’t insert my dick but started kissing my wife, who was lying down with her legs over Yudhveer’s shoulders as he pounded her pussy. I kissed her for a long time, then suckled her swinging breasts. Then Yudhveer announced, “Change position; I’m going to fuck her ass now.” All three of us were completely naked. Yudhveer lay down, my wife lay next to him, and he slowly slid his cock into her ass and began fucking her. I moved my cock toward Simran’s mouth, and she began sucking it.
Then, my wife was blowing my cock. I lay back and started playing with Simran’s huge breasts, pinching and twisting her nipples. I then lay down and put my face between her breasts, rubbing her soft tits on my mouth. Simran complained, “Fateh, your beard is scratching me,” but I kept going. Next, I started licking her pussy and fucking her with my tongue. But Yudhveer said, “No, change position.” He put my wife into missionary, and before she even had time to fix her messy hair, Yudhveer plunged his cock into her pussy.
He paused for a moment, took a deep breath, and then started fucking her with incredible force, almost like he was aggressively breeding her. I pulled a chair nearby and sat down to watch the whole scene. With every powerful thrust from my friend, my wife’s whole body shook. She began to moan and shriek, and then she squirted right there. Yudhveer’s stomach and the bed were soaked and messy. Just watching that made me instantly cum! My semen shot so violently that it reached my mouth and beard—it was a truly strong orgasm. When my wife came to, she looked at me and said, “I had so much fun
I stepped out of the room to clean my dick, mouth, and beard. When I came back in, Yudhveer was still pounding her, breathing heavily as his muscles tightened. He delivered one last, powerful thrust and came. He pulled his dick out after a few final pumps, and I immediately licked the creampie from my wife’s pussy—it was amazing. The two of them cleaned themselves up, and then all three of us sat naked on the bed talking. It wasn’t long, however, before Yudhveer was ready for Round 2.
He told my wife to blow his cock, and Simran instantly took him into her mouth, and Yudhveer began throat-fucking my wife. I watched the whole thing. After a few minutes of the blowjob, his dick was rock-hard again. He lifted my wife onto his shoulder, placed her on the other corner of the bed, plunged his cock into her pussy, and started fucking her again—it was a truly thrilling sight. After a long session of that, he got her on her knees and started fucking her ass. I came over next to my wife, stood at the edge of the bed while she continued to give me a blowjob, and I came in her mouth again. I bent down to kiss the cum away, and by then, Yudhveer had also come into her ass.
Finally, when all three of us were exhausted, my friend and I lay down, and my wife settled between us. We looked at each other and laughed. Yudhveer asked, “Well, Simran, has anyone ever fucked you for this long before?” Simran replied, “Not even Fateh can go this long!” I checked the time and realized we had been at it for two hours.
Then, all three of us took a shower together. I got to watch Yudhveer and Simran’s playful intimacy: how he would constantly tease her, squeeze her breasts, and even put his finger into her pussy. After the shower, we all sat on the bed, still completely naked, chatting about random things. My wife felt totally safe, despite being nude in front of another man who was openly staring at her. She used to hate it when any stranger stared at her, and this man was casually squeezing her breasts and pinching her nipples, yet she felt completely secure around Yudhveer. By now, it was night. Our mood intensified, and we placed Simran in the middle and started sucking her breasts, just like breastfeeding—it was an incredibly fun day. After that, Simran cooked a meal, and we ate. Yudhveer then brought her the anti-pregnancy pill, gave it to her, and left.
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