Getting Drunk Leads To Threesome

I am Rahul, I and my wife Swetha live in Chennai, this story is about when Swetha, my wife was off to Delhi to visit her sister, so I was hanging out at the bar with Vijay, watching the IPL and I was on my third drink. Vijay had been saying something about my being in a slump with Swetha away, but I really wasn’t paying much attention.

When Chennai lost the game and my 500 rupees bet was officially toasted, I started to order a fourth drink but Vijay grabbed my wrist. “You’ve hit your limit, Rahul,” he said sadly. “You’re coming home with me. You can’t drive yourself anyway.” I grumbled, but I really didn’t have the energy to argue the point.

So we wound up at Vijay and Shalini’s house. Shalini is this North Eastern girl who Vijay met and married while he was in the Navy – they make quite the contrasting couple since he’s big and hairy and she’s petite and delicate. She glared at Vijay when he brought me in, and I flopped on the couch while the two of them went into the kitchen. They started arguing about something, but their voices were low and I couldn’t make out the details. I’d have left, but Vijay had my keys.

Eventually, they came back to the living room; Vijay went into the back of the house while Shalini sat down next to me, taking my hand and holding it in her lap. Her eyes were very serious as she told me, “Vijay says you really don’t know what to do without your wife around. We take care of you tonight – but you have to not drink so much.” Her accent was really cute, and I nodded politely. “Thank you Shalini, I can sleep on your Sofa, no problem.” She shook her head. “No Sofa. Guests get proper bedding so you don’t have a bad hangover in the morning. Vijay will fix everything.”

If I’ve learned anything from twenty years with Swetha, it’s that you don’t argue with a woman whose mind is made up. Besides, the last Drink was hitting me pretty hard so when she stood and tugged my hand, I got up just a little wobbly and followed her meekly into the back of the house.

I figured Vijay was cleaning up the guest room, but what Shalini brought me to was obviously the master bedroom. The sheets were turned down, and there was a set of silk pajamas on the foot of the bed that looked roughly my size. Shalini spoke up before I could protest. “Honored guest gets the best bed – bathroom is in there, brush your teeth and clean the bar smell off you first. You have a good night.” Then she left, closing the bedroom door behind her.

I yawned, cleaned myself up and even brushed my teeth, then put on the pajamas – they felt odd against my skin, but I was used to my Jockey boxers. I’d thank them in the morning, but right now the pillows were calling out for my head.

It’s a funny thing about sleeping in a different bed – your dreams can get awfully strange. Somewhere in the middle of the night I was convinced I was relaxing in a hot tub, with the warm water roiling thickly around me, the bubble jets making my cock throb while faceless people wandered nearby from some kind of party. I started humping the water, then a voice said “Let me take care of that” and a mouth descended over my erection, fingers stroking between my thighs.

I rolled my head back and blinked a few times, as the sky above me blurred and became the ceiling of the bedroom. My cock was rampantly erect inside a clinging busy mouth, and my naked body was writhing while fingers brushed teasingly under my balls. Well, hell! I opened my mouth to say something but Shalini pressed one dainty hard-nippled breast against my lips to shut me up. Shalini was just barely five feet tall. If that was her breast in my mouth, her hands laced around my head and held me tight as my cock erupted, filling the mouth that couldn’t possibly be hers. I couldn’t stop if I’d tried, and I was too aroused to try. I came and came till I was drained and twitching.

Shalini rolled off me and starting gently massaging my face and chest while I lay there on my back, gasping. Meanwhile, Vijay got up on his knees between my legs and I watched him swallow, Shalini’s face hovered over mine, upside-down. Her eyes peered deep into mine, and her voice dripped honey and oil into my ears.

“Vijay is a very good boy, isn’t he? Are you a good boy too?” She reached down past my stomach and petted my softened cock. “I think you will be a very good boy.”

I opened and closed my mouth stupidly. Shalini glided above me, and I watched her lightly fringed pussy open and come to my face. Vijay was massaging my ass, his finger teasing between my cheeks.

I opened my lips and stuck out my tongue. I wanted to be a very good boy.
I started eating her out, gently flicking my tongue over her clit, my action was driving her mad and she took my hands and put them on her small breasts, I started playing with her nipples and in the same momentum was flicking my tongue over her clit, sometimes pushing my tongue deep and withdrawing it quickly, this simultaneous action was too much for her and she started screaming and climaxed with her juices dripping over me.

We soon got out, dried and went to the bed with Shalini in between us and she started sucking on my dick and when I was erect she would move to Vijay’s dick making us both hot and horny….Finally, i could not take it and came in her mouth and slept.

What happened next day is another story
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