Sulekha’s sex life – Part 2 (Picnic of Fun & Fuck)

John, Rob, and Alan stayed at my house from that night until the end of their trip. With just one week to go, we decided to take a little trip to a hill station. We took my car. On our way to our destination, we purchased a cold case, some ice, and a few beer bottles.

It was early afternoon. The weather was pleasant. We were on the hilltop. The car was parked behind us while we sat close to the cliff’s edge on a picnic mattress. It was there last week in India.

We were enjoying a nice cold beer under the warm sun that didn’t feel that warm. The cool breeze was whipping through my hair. I had to push them off my face from time to time.

“This time, next week, you guys would be back in England,” I said, sipping my beer.

“Well, it was really fun to stay with you in your house,” Alan replied.

“The British always love fucking Indians in their own house,” I jested, winking.

“Who wouldn’t wanna fuck a hot Indian like you,” John smirked. We all laughed.

“Well, this body deserves every cock she can get,” Rob remarked, running his hand down my neck, along my boobs, and rounded my belly.

At the behest of the boys, I had worn a robe dress. Rob was to my left, and Alan was to my right. John was behind me. My head was resting in his lap. Their intentions were clear. I could see the lust in their eyes.

John pulled me up slightly and trapped my hands under his thighs. He coiled his legs around mine. In a snap, he spread them wide. Alan was quick to unbuckle my belt and undid the knot of my dress. They pushed it open, exposing my bra and panty.

Rob rubbed my inner thighs while Alan shoved his hand inside my panty. He caressed my clit while I was trapped under John’s weight. The rubbing was getting me all excited. My lips pursed, and I started to sigh.

Taking notice of my silent moans, John released my arms and legs. The job had been done. My body had surrendered before their tricks. One by one, Rob started to remove every layer of my clothing. First, my dress, then my panty, and lastly, my bra.

After stripping me naked, Rob gently pushed Alan aside and stuffed his face between my legs. He opened his mouth and ordered John to pour beer over me. The fizzy spirit trickled down my cleavage and passed through my belly button. Like a river passing through a canyon, it carved its way through my bush.

As it reached my pussy lips, it tickled. I shuddered slightly. Rob stuck his tongue out and began licking alcohol off my cunt. His tongue moved like a dog’s would as he sipped the beer off my pussy. I felt the cold spirit entering my arse hole and Rob’s tongue following it.

GOD, it was so arousing! His tongue on my clit felt so fucking good. Alan, meanwhile, had stripped naked. He turned my face and shoved his dick in my mouth. I wanted to moan, but with his cock in my mouth, I couldn’t. He grabbed my hair and started mouth-banging me hastily.

His rod reached the back of my throat. “Ghrrr… grrr,” was the sound my mouth made as Alan mouth-fucked me. John kept pouring the beer down my body, and Rob kept licking it off my pussy.

“Ahhh… yes… fuck me,” I moaned when Alan pulled his dick out.

“Looks like she’s up for it now,” John exclaimed.

“Then allow me,” Alan replied.

He pushed Rob aside and spat on his cock. He rubbed the head and then, after massaging my cunt, pushed it in. My lips pursed, and a soft moan escaped with my breath.

“You like it, Sulekha! You like it, babe,” said Alan. His hands kept my thighs parted, and his cock drilled my pussy.

“Yes, baby… yea… oh yes… I like it… I really do,” I said, moaning.

He pumped my cunt with his massive rod. My boobs rippled with his strokes. To my left, Rob had started to undress himself. John was beaming from ear to ear as he massaged my boobs with his big manly hands. His fat fingers traced circles around my hard nipples.

“Ahh,” was all that came out of my mouth.

“Oh fuckin’ hell, babe,” muttered Alan. His thumb rubbed my clit while his dick drilled my cunt. “I don’t think I’ll be able to fuck a British girl after this. The white girls won’t satisfy me anymore now.”

“Oh yes… yes… yes… fuck me… fuck me,” I screamed. My voice echoed around the valley.

“Indian women are truly built differently. Or maybe this one is,” said John, squeezing my boobs. Milk sprung out of my nipples. Rob wasted no time wrapping his lips around my nipples and sucking my milk.

“Yes,” added Alan, grabbing my waist as he leaned over me and sped up his drilling, “And this Indian is gonna birth a British girl or a boy.”

“Yes… ahh, yes… yes… yes,” I moaned without actually being a part of the conversation, “oh yes… oh yes.”

“See, she agrees,” said John charmingly.

Alan tightened his grip around my waist. His thrusts had slowed down, but more force was behind them now. I knew, from experience, that he was about to finish. His dick tightened inside me, and he shot his load deep into my pussy with a loud grunt.

“Move! It’s my turn now,” said Rob forcefully.

At the behest of John, Rob flipped me over. I was on all fours. John removed his clothes. His big cock dangled in my face like a compass pointing north. Rob smacked my butt cheeks and then spat on my pussy. After rubbing some spit on the tip, he pushed his shaft into my baby-making hole.

John pushed his cock inside my mouth. ‘Thump! Thump!’ was the sound when Rob’s belly smacked against my ass-cheeks. His hands were firmly gripping my bums, spreading my cheeks wide. His thick cock stretched my pussy wider than Alan’s managed.

John Grabbed my hair like a dog leash. His dick pushed all the way up to my throat. ‘Grr… grr,’ was the sound I made when his penis moved in and out of there. I was drawing short breaths to keep up with their fucking.

“Fuck you bitch… fuck you… what a fuckin’ awesome bitch you are,” Rob murmured. He had gone nuts over my naked body. Unlike Alan, he didn’t start slow. Instead, he was at it from the beginning. Fucking me hard from the get-go.

“Be respectful towards her, Rob,” John scolded his friend, “Sulekha is a goddess. Treat her like such.”

“Yes, a fuckin’ sex goddess,” Rod grunted. My boobs clapped against my ribs, matching the rhythm of his nailing.

Alan slipped his head underneath me. He took one boob in his mouth and began sucking my milk. I freed up my one hand and closed my fingers around his dick. While he drank my milk, I shagged his cock off. I felt Rob’s dick stiffening, and Alan’s in my grip.

It was a share coincidence that they both cummed at the same time. Despite having already dropped his load inside me a few minutes earlier, Alan shot a huge one this time too. A single long jet emerged from his penis, shooting the white sticky cream in the air.

Most spilt on the rocks, but a few drops landed on my back. But then weren’t the only ones who were to cum. Just as Rob pulled out and moved away, I reached my point. A strong stream like a fountain shot from my clit. According to the boys, it looked like a waterfall on that mountain that day.

It was intense, no doubt. My squirt didn’t stop for a good three minutes. Once my pussy had quieted down, John pulled me up and made me sit on his dick. I took his cock and gently guided it inside my pussy.

“Fuck me… fuck me… fuck me… fuck me,” I moaned as I humped on his cock. My boobs bounced like basketball with my hops.

“Oh yes, babe… oh yes… what a cunt! My God! What an amazing cunt,” John appreciated.

“Yes, John… yes… fuck me… fuck me… like that… like that… fuck me… that’s it… fuck me like that… Oh God! fuck,” I yelled, “fuck me… oh God… fuck me… harder… harder… fuck me harder.”

“You love white cocks, don’t you, Sulekha?” teased Alan.

“Yes… yes… yes… I love white cocks… I love white cocks… Yes, I love it… I love white cocks.”

“And you love cheating on your husband!”

“Yes, I do… I do… ahh… I love… cheating… on… my… ahhh… husband… I love it,” I moaned, my eyes rolling into the back of my head. I had entered into a sort of trance. I was in seventh heaven. I had never experienced such an incredible fuck before. As I bounced on his dick, I wished for the fucking never to end.

“You want my cum, babe? You want my cum?” said John softly, smiling. His hands grabbed my boobs and squeezed my nipples.

“Yes, I want it… I want it… I want your cum… ahhh… I want your cum,” I muttered, lost in the mood.

“Then say,” said John, “Put a baby in me, John. Say it,” he commanded.

“Ahh… John… ahh… put a baby in me. Give me your white baby… fuck me…. impregnate me, John.”

“Say please,” John insisted.

“Please, John, please,” I pleaded, “Cum in me. Give me your white baby.”

“As you wish, my lady,” replied John obediently.

John set up. He turned me around in his lap and laid me down on my back. He brought his face over mine, and our lips met. His pushes grew intense. His hands rounded my head. With one last strong thrust, he cummed inside my pussy.

“I’m gonna miss you, Sulekha,” John breathed, lying beside me.

“I’ll miss you guys, too,” I replied, catching my breath. I felt like I had run a marathon.

“Next time we are in India, can we stay at your house again?” inquired Rob.

“If my husband is away. I’ll be happy to host you guys,” I answered curtly.

“No woman has satisfied me this much,” praised Alan. He leaned over and kissed me.

“I loved our fucking, guys. You are the best,” I responded graciously.

We fucked the whole weekend we were there. The boys fucked me until their final moments in India. After they had gone back home, I discovered that I was pregnant. The timing suggested that one of the three was the father.

My pregnancy happened a week after the night at the pub on the match night. So, it indeed wasn’t the bar owner.

They had left their numbers with me. I called John and gave him the news. John was happy for me. But he had no intention of finding out whether he was the father or his two friends.

When my husband came back, I told him about my pregnancy. He was delighted at the news. I never told him the exact date of my impregnation. He assumed that the child was his. Thanks to my sister being my gynaecologist, I kept that part hidden from him.

To this day, he believes that all my kids are his, though none are from him. I ended up giving birth to twins. Both girls.

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