I am Karen, 28 years old, dark-skinned, with a 6-inch long, thick cock and heavy balls. Rahul is 32, wheat-colored skinned, with a 5-inch long, average-sized cock and a clean-shaven body.
He loves being shaven himself, but he’s into hairy people. He never lets his wife shave completely. I was introduced to him through a bi community, but the more we spoke, the more we became friends. I didn’t like the idea of having sex with him, even though he’s into me. He gave me all the hints, and I’ve been avoiding it because I started looking at him like my own brother.
He has a really beautiful wife, Preetha, who’s also into me since she’s more into darker men. She’s fine with Rahul being bi.
So, I was introduced to her by Rahul. He had shown her my nudes, which he got from other friends in our local bi community, and he would show them to her. She moans my name when Rahul fucks her. He sends those videos to me. She even called me for a threesome, but I denied it because I didn’t feel good about fucking his wife. Still, I fapped to her videos. I know I have a really stupid logic, but that’s all I couldn’t change about myself.
One day, Rahul’s wife, Preetha, wants to surprise Rahul on their wedding anniversary by getting an intimate tattoo. She tried getting several female tattoo artists, which were expensive because they would only work on intimate areas by appointment. So, she asked me. I brought her to Ajay, a tattoo artist from my bi community. I’ve fucked Ajay as many times as the sun rises; I almost know every measurement of his body. He’s less into women than men, but he professionally agreed to do it for the least payment, just for me. We couldn’t do it in his shop, so we planned to do it at Preetha’s house after he closes his shop at 10 pm. Rahul would come home only after 3 am, as he works the night shift. The time he enters would be their anniversary day.
At 10 pm, I accompanied them to Rahul’s house, as they felt awkward being alone. It was planned to take place in their bedroom. Ajay and I went into her home. She was wearing a red nighty, and her braless boobs were welcoming us. It was so obvious she didn’t wear a bra when she walked around. Maybe she’s too comfortable in her home and around me, as I’ve already seen it many times in the videos. We went and sat in her bedroom.
Ajay asked, “Where exactly do you want your tattoo, and what do you want as your tattoo?”
Preetha replied, “Well… I… want… it between my legs.”
Ajay said, “Ooh… I thought it could be on your chest or waist. But putting a tattoo on your vagina is not a good idea. Vaginas are too sensitive for tattoo needles.”
Preetha suggested, “Can I have it on my back?”
Ajay agreed, “Yeah, you can have it on your back.”
I chimed in, “Dude, she’s asking for it on her ass, not the back of her body.”
Ajay realized, “Ooh… that’s a great choice. Even Karen has a star tattoo on his ass cheek.”
Preetha said, “I know he has it. That’s why I asked him about tattoos.”
After she said this, it was awkward for all three of us. Ajay is intelligent enough to realize that she’s into men other than her husband.
Preetha said, “But I want it between my butt cheeks, so it will be visible only if someone opens it wide.”
She bent her face down as soon as she said it. Ajay and I were controlling our laughter. I was imagining Rahul getting surprised after opening her ass and started laughing mildly.
Ajay asked her, “Can I look at your butt so I can see if it’s possible to do there?”
She nodded, stood up, and lifted her nighty till her knees. Ajay lifted it more to see her underwear and asked if she could remove it. She removed it. And as soon as she did, I took it to place it on the table. But the warmth it had gave me a mild erection. I thought of smelling my hand after keeping her panty, and it was divine. I felt bad for missing the opportunities to fuck her in the past.
Ajay said, “OMG, it’s so hairy around your asshole. I can’t do it here. Is it possible for you to shave?”
Preetha replied, “My husband doesn’t like it. I don’t want to do it before our anniversary. He will be so disappointed.”
Ajay suggested, “Okay, let’s do one thing. Let’s do a temporary tattoo between your asshole and pussy, as it’s less hairy. You can do a permanent tattoo after talking to him about it.”
I agreed, “That sounds like a good idea. I too feel you should talk to him if you’re doing a permanent tattoo.”
She agreed to both of us and asked Ajay to do a temporary tattoo. She sat, lifting her nighty up and spreading her legs. Ajay was not comfortable with the position, as he couldn’t reach exactly the spot he wanted to tattoo. So, he let his hand inside her nighty, pulled her closer, holding her waist, and put her legs on his shoulders. She felt shy but was smiling. The initial plan for the tattoo was their wedding date, so we had the design already printed out from his shop. As the needle started, she was scared, so I gave my hand for her to hold.
I brought our hands closer to my cock. I was so erect, seeing her pussy in real life and smelling her, which was worth fucking her. She realized where her hand went and suddenly held my cock. Both of us were shy to react, but we started oozing precum. I could find precum stains all over my pant, and her pussy started becoming wet. Ajay didn’t even start putting the tattoo, and before that, she got wet. When Ajay looked up at me, he was shocked to see her hand on my pant zip, holding my cock tight.
He said, “Before the tattoo, her vagina should be dry, so the wetness doesn’t affect the tattoo.”
So, he asked if he could wipe it. She agreed.
He removed his gloves, wiped her pussy with his bare fingers, and wiped it on his pant. He could have simply used tissue, but he took every opportunity to touch her pussy. He intentionally rubbed her clit to make her wetter and more wiped it with his other hand. The sensation made her hold my cock tighter. Her eyeballs went up, leaving her mouth open. I felt like a cuck husband sharing his wife with a friend. I started to feel her into me.
Ajay asked if he could wipe it inside her pussy. She nodded, still in a daze. He let his finger deep and did a little movement with his finger. She moaned so loudly that it subconsciously made her squeeze my cock tighter. It was painful, and I screamed loud too. She realized her hand was on me and gave me a smile. Then, Ajay said he wanted to pee. He went to the bathroom in front of us, leaving the door open while peeing. She stared at his cock without blinking.
I understood what Ajay was trying to do. He made her reach the peak by fingering her, and showing his cock would automatically make her want it. I was admired by his trick, but I wanted her to choose me over him. So, I removed my pant zip, looking at her, and brought her hand inside. She got the hint, turned towards me, and removed my pant. She started giving me a blowjob, which shocked Ajay when he came from the bathroom.
He got jealous, seeing someone take my cock, so he went to her and said, “Deal with my cock; I’ll take care of Karen.”
I laughed at his jealousy and let him take me. I was rubbing her underarms and pussy, sniffing it to make my erection last longer. The smell was absolutely good.
As Ajay was about to fuck her, I stopped him, saying, “Her pussy is mine.”
He gave up, like a good child, letting me take her pussy. I was proud of having a friend like him, but I realized his target was her asshole. So, we took turns fucking her. While one took the bottom holes, the other got the oral and boobs privilege. Ajay couldn’t last more than 30 minutes, so he laid on his stomach, nude, while I took her pussy and his ass in turns.
While I fucked her in missionary, I was happy to see her enjoy more with me than Rahul in the video. Ajay cummed on her boobs. And after 30 more minutes, I was about to cum on her body, but she sat up to read the notification she got on her phone. So, my cum did a facial to her, and the notification from Rahul read, “Happy anniversary, honey… I’m behind the door.”
Before we could finish reading, Rahul found the message was seen and opened the door with his duplicate keys. He was shocked to see me dripping and cum on her face, and some man laying nude in their bed. I saw Rahul as my brother, but after fucking his wife, I couldn’t look at him that way again.
I went and hugged him tight, licking all over his neck and squeezing his ass. He got erect, seeing my hairy cock and ass, and started fingering my ass. We were doing this for 5 minutes, and my cock gained an erection for another round.
As we hugged, the cum drops stained his pants. He laughed, removed them, and we fucked each other as if the world was going to end. He ignored his wife in the lust he had for me, but I couldn’t let her be free. Rahul took my cock, and she took my balls, sucking me all night, leaving all four of us restless for the night. He got his anniversary gift, and there was no need for a tattoo.