Wife Sharing

Wife Sharing

Jayant and I had been married almost 12 months, 12 glorious fun-filled and sex-filled months! For us it had been love at first sight and we were married in a little over a month after meeting, and it seemed like we'd been on a permanent honeymoon ever since! Everyone said we were perfectly matched, both of medium height, both dark haired, both reasonably good looking.
Jayant and his best friend Prakash had been almost inseparable all though school and college, they were closer than most brothers. And it was Prakash who was Jayant’s best man at our wedding. I liked Prakash, in fact I liked him a lot.
But, next to Jayant I couldn't think of another man that I liked more or got on better with, and I had made it quite plain right at the outset that I had no intention of interfering in their very special relationship.
They were free to continue to go to the club, adda together. Occasionally, I would go along with them, but most times they went off on their own. But over the last couple of months we had started to see less and less of Prakash.
Jayant could not understand it, and even though I had an idea what the problem might be I could not have just said it and if I had, I doubt Jayant would have believed me.
So one night Jayant invited Prakash over for dinner and flatly refused to take no for an answer. He was determined to find out what the problem was. As he kept on saying, you can't start to resolve something until you know what it is, and Prakash was too important in his life to just let things fade away.
The dinner went quite well as the three of us laughed and joked and told stories of happenings at our respective work places, but as soon as the dinner was over it was clear that Prakash was becoming uncomfortable and was looking for an excuse to leave.

Finally Jayant could stand it no longer and jumped to his feet, "Ok, Prakash, what's the problem? You've been deliberately avoiding us of late.
Prakash looked even more uncomfortable, then he sighed, "Look Jayant, things change and people change, and I think maybe it's time I started getting on with my life instead of getting in the way of you and Divyani all the time." Jayant looked quite shocked. “But you've never been in the way, has he Divyani? You're my best friend, I thought the three of us were getting on like a house of fire.”

Prakash looked directly at jayant for the first time, "OK, you're right, I do owe you honesty. Do you remember that time in the coffee shop when you first laid eyes on Divyani?" Jayant grinned widely, "How can I ever forget that!" he said, Prakash took a huge breath and almost closed his eyes, "Well, you weren't the only one that fell head over heels in love with Divyani. you just moved a hell of a lot quicker than me.”

Jayant stared at me a little wide eyed, "I didn't know" he said, then turned back to Prakash and a huge grin came onto his face " but that's even more reason why you should stay, because you know that both of us love you too!".
I knew that it was time for me to come to Prakash’s rescue a little, I stood up and walked over to Jayant and took his face in my hands, forcing him to look directly at me. "You can't be that dumb, Jayant! Can't you see that you love me and you can express it fully! Prakash loves me and he can't. Don't you realise the enormous strain that's putting on him?",
Total blankness stared back at me for a moment, then I saw a glimmer of understanding start to form, "You mean?" Jayant gasped.
"Yes, I mean Prakash wants to fuck me. And if the only way to stop you two from throwing away a very special friendship is to let that happen, then I think we should.”

I heard the strangled gasp from Prakash, and Jayant’s jaw dropped so fast and so far that for a moment I thought he'd dislocated it. But I wasn't about to stop now, so moving away from Jayant I went over to Prakash and dropped to my knees in front of him and placed my hands on his knees, feeling the shaking of his body, “Jayant’s right, Prakash, if we don't have complete honesty then our friendship isn't worth anything. I've known from the very first day that you loved me! and I've known from the very first day that you wanted me sexually. But I've never played on that or used that knowledge or abused your feelings in any way, have I?", he groaned, shaking his head, "but that doesn't mean that I don't have feelings for you too! feelings of love, and yes! feelings of sexual desire!", I saw the shocked surprised in Prakash’s eyes and heard another strangled gasp, this time from Jayant. “There's no way I'm going to allow you to walk away from your special relationship with Jayant, it's too important, and since I'm the cause of the problem, then I'm the one that should leave.”
The shock became a vehement “No” from both of them, but I stood up and moved towards the door, and looked from one to the other, “it's up to you. we can either respect our feelings and all be together, or I can leave!, when you've made your decision , I'll be in my room.” and I walked out on two very stunned and startled men.

I knew I was taking a huge gamble, risking everything that we'd established over the past year, not least of which, my marriage. But I felt strongly that it was worth the risk. So I walked into my room, slowly took off my clothes and lay on the bed, I guess a very slow 10 minutes went by before the bedroom door opened, and I silently let out the breath I didn't even know I'd been holding as I saw Prakash standing there looking somewhat awkward and nervous, he swallowed noisily, "Jayant said to tell you he's gone down lock the garage door.”
All the time he was trying to keep his eyes away from my naked body - and failing miserably. I lifted my hand and beckoned him forward, and he moved slowly over to stand by the bed, “Prakash, I'm so glad you decided to stay, why don't you take off those clothes and help me celebrate.” He was shocked again, but his hands moved up to his shirt and took it off, then to his trousers and took that off too, and I could see the huge bulge in his pants, and I found myself becoming incredibly excited.
Then he removed his pants and it was my turn to let out a startled gasp. Prakash was absolutely massive. He stood there awkwardly, looking half embarrassed and half apologetic, as my wide eyes drank in his enormous tool. Jayant was a very healthy 8 inched, but Prakash topped him by a good inch to an inch and a half.
Almost in a daze I sat up and reached out and took his huge cock in my hands, even putting my hands together they barely managed to encompass the girth of his incredible cock. I saw him shudder and his knees dip as I allowed my hands to stroke slowly to the base of his throbbing cock and back to the top, then I leaned forward and brushed my lips over its tip. I could feel the incredible heat radiating from it, feel the power of his need and desire for me, so I le it go and lay back on the pillow and smiled up at him, "Yes Prakash, oh yes, make love to me, I want your beautiful, beautiful, cock deep inside me." with a groan of frustrated lust he slumped to the bed beside me and took me into his arms and began to kiss me. Deep, hungry, passionate kisses. And I returned them in full measure, letting my own previously unspoken lust for him come to the surface! His hands were everywhere over my body, stroking and fondling my breasts and my ass, and occasionally slipping between my legs to stroke and probe my hot, juicy pussy. And my hands were all over him too, his chest, his back, his ass, but most of all his magnificent hot, throbbing cock.

Even though we were both releasing over 12 months of unfulfilled and unexpressed desire, and there was a certain amount of urgency in our movements, it was still an incredibly gentle, loving coming together. As we explored each other's bodies we also began to verbalize our thoughts and feelings "Oh Divyani.” he whispered, "You have such fantastic breasts, so ripe, so succulent, oh god I've wanted to see them and touch them for so long.” And he ran his lips and tongue over them, lashing then gently sucking on my super sensitive nipples and sending shivers of delight running right through my body. And his fingers played gently with my pussy, stroking up and down the outer lips and occasionally slipping a finger inside to tease and arouse my already swollen clitoris. At the same time, I was stroking his massive cock and fondling his heavy balls, and at one point said "Wow, you seem to have a couple of litres of juices stored in here.” he pulled away slightly and grinned down at me, "Yes, I've been saving it up just for you.”

I chuckled hotly, "Oh, so you haven't been wasting any of it in your bedroom late at night stroking your massive dick while thinking of me?,” he flushed, then laughed, "I'd forgotten how perceptive you are" he said, "but you're right, I've been beating my meat over you for the passed 12 months,” I grinned up at him, delighted that we'd finally re-established that light banter between us that had characterized the first few months after we'd met, "Then let's not waste any more of that gorgeous juice!" I said " don't you think it's time you put that big cock to use and fucked me?” Yes" he cried out, and wasted no more time. Still slowly and gently he began to slide his cock into my eager, receptive pussy. I felt myself being forced wider and wider to accommodate his amazing cock, and I could see the concern in his eyes, and his fear of hurting me seemed to spur me on, "Please Prakash." I urged, "I want you inside me, all the way inside me. God it feels so good, so big!, so good!! harder Prakash. Deeper. That's right, fuck me Prakash, fuck me like you've always wanted to fuck me.”
Then I felt his huge balls bump against my ass cheeks and I knew he was in me to the hilt and I nearly screamed with delight. I guess I must have screamed a little because Prakash stopped dead, "are you alright?" he asked, worriedly, "Oh yes Prakash.” I moaned, "I'm better than alright! it's fantastic having your big cock inside me, absolutely fantastic, oh Prakash, please, please, please."

So he began to move his big cock in and out, slowly at first, then more rapidly, driving me upwards to a series of orgasms, each one growing in intensity, "Oh Divyani." he moaned, "You're so beautiful, so tight, so hot." And his tongue lashed my nipples and breasts, then moved to engage me in a deep passionate kiss, and all the time his huge cock was plunging and plundering my eager pussy. And I was lifting to meet him, thrust for thrust, urging him on with my body, my hands, my lips, my tongue and my words. We were both like wild animals getting wilder. Then he cried out, "oh god, Divyani, I'm cumming, I'm cumming!!" and his huge cock exploded like a gigantic volcano, spewing its hot lava deep into my jerking, writhing pussy, because I was cumming too. Waves and waves of my own juices began cascading over his spewing cock, driving him even wilder in his orgasm. And it just seemed to go on and on and on and on. And it felt sooo, sooo good. When we finally came to a shuddering halt we were too exhausted to move, we lay in each other's arms and kissed gently and lovingly, and that's the way we were when Jayant finally entered the room.

We broke apart quickly, and both looked over at Jayant, and I knew that this was the crunch moment, I felt a slight shiver of fear pass through me and I know Prakash sensed it and his hand came over to briefly squeeze mine. I searched Jayant’s eyes for any hint of anger or reproach, but couldn't find any at all, he simply moved into the room and walked around to my side of the bed and sat down beside me, he reached out and brushed his hand across my face, "I'm sorry I was so stupid and insensitive" he said, then a grin came to his face and a twinkle into his eyes and he added, "and I'm sorry I forgot to warn you about that.” And he nodded towards Prakash’s semi erect cock. I grinned right back at him, a huge sense of relief flowing through me, "Yeah! well it was an unexpected shock, but I think I adjusted,” he glanced down at my pussy, still seeping a little of Prakash’s cum juice, "Do you think I'll still fit in there?' he asked, I reached up and touched his face, sensing that his uncertainty was quite real, despite his levity, "there's only one way to absolutely sure," I said, deliberately seductively and hotly.
He lifted one eyebrow in question, "right now, you mean?', I grinned and glanced at Prakash, "I'm sure Prakash wont mind if my husband fucks me,” it was Prakash’s turn to grin as he slid from his side of the bed and moved towards the door, "Well it was time for a nice cool drink anyway. Have fun people.”
He had hardly cleared the doorway before Jayant had his clothes off and was wrapping me in his arms and giving me a tight, tight hug, before starting to run his hands and lips over my naked body, and within minutes he had the answer he desperately needed. I was responding to the fire in his body with a fire of my own, a new, more powerful fire, he sensed it and it delighted him. But it was when he finally shafted his own big cock deep into my pussy that his fears were finally laid to rest. Even though I knew what had been going through his mind, I was still surprised at his surprise when he said "my god, you're still so tight,” I snuggled deeper into his embrace, "Not just still tight, but still eager for your fantastic cock, now why don't you fuck your horny wife,” I whispered, so he did, with a great deal of enthusiasm. Not once, but twice.

I guess Prakash finally got tired of being on his own, so just as we were winding down from the second great fuck he wandered back into the bedroom carrying a couple of tall glasses filled with cool liquid, and sat on the bottom of the bed and handed them to us. I took a sip, grateful for its coolness after all that incredible activity, then I looked from one to the other, two beautiful, exciting men, both totally naked, both sporting semi erections on their generously proportioned cocks. What more could any woman want?

Then I broke the growing silence, "I meant what I said earlier, from now on it has to be the three of us together in everything. Do you understand?", Jayant looked over at Prakash and noticed the nervous flush on his face and then looked back at me and he smiled "You're not going to get any arguments from me, and I don't think there'll be any from Prakash either, but do you think you can handle the both of us together?"
Not only did I think it, I spent the rest of the night proving it. Fucking Prakash while sucking Jayant and fucking jayant while sucking Prakash. Now that was an experience, sucking Prakash’s big cock. And when he came in my mouth I thought I was going to drown.
And by the time the sun crept over the horizon to welcome in a new day, we were welcoming in a new chapter in our lives.