Hi, my name is Naveen, age 29, I am a gigolo, looking for serious sex lovers who can pay me. Now let’s get into the story. That one guy, whose name is Shashank, contacted me on Google chat after reading about me online. He is keen about my writings.
For serious sexual encounters, text me at [email protected].
Hi Naveen, I read your story, and it was really fantastic.
“Thanks, man. Appreciate it.”
He replied within seconds. “We’ve been fantasising about a threesome. My wife Sunita and I read your story together. The idea turns her on. You seem safe, mature, and bold. If you’re interested, we’d love to invite you.”
I blinked. “Are you serious?”
“Yes, I am serious about this, so please share you are pics. I will also share our pics.”
He sent his picture first, a clean, well-groomed guy who looked like he was in his early 30s. Then came Sunita’s pic. That woman was hot. Dusky skin, thick black hair tied back, soft curves showing in a sleeveless kurti. I could see the shape of her boobs even in that casual outfit.
Her lips were full, eyes playful, and damn, that look. I sent my picture. Ten seconds later. “Sunita says you’re hot. Let’s do this.”
We fixed Sunday, 11 AM. Sunday came. I reached their place sharp at 11. Shashank opened the door. “Welcome, bro,” he said. “She’s getting ready. Excited.” I stepped in. Neat hall.
Then she walked out. Red saree, draped low around her hips, exposing a slice of her waist. A thin blouse that barely hid her black bra. I could see her pink panties peeking whenever the saree shifted with her steps. Her navel. God. Deep and tempting.
Her boobs were full, rounded, and moving freely under that tight blouse. Her back was soft, bare, so damn smooth. Her waist curved perfectly into her hips.
“Hi Naveen,” she said, voice like warm honey. I nodded, swallowing the heat rising inside me.
“You look insanely beautiful.”
She smiled, brushing her hair aside. “Wait till you see me without this saree.”
Shashank laughed softly and said, “Come. Let’s talk a bit.”
We sat on the sofa. Spoke about boundaries, how far we were willing to go. Everyone was clear. Everyone was excited. Then Shashank leaned forward. “You okay if I undress her?”
I just stared and nodded. He walked over, stood behind her, and slowly tugged her saree’s edge. The fabric slipped, unwrapping her like a damn gift. Her black bra popped into full view. She wasn’t shy. She knew she looked irresistible. Her pink panties were already slightly wet. I could see it.
“She’s all yours to admire,” Shashank whispered, stepping aside. I stood up and walked over to her. She looked up at me. No words. Just hunger. I reached behind and unhooked her blouse slowly, one hook at a time.
My fingers brushed her back. Her skin was warm and smooth. Her breath started to deepen. I pulled the blouse down, revealing her black bra completely. Her cleavage was wide, deep, fucking mouth-watering.
She looked at me and said, “Touch me.” I placed my hands on her waist, pulled her close, and whispered, “You’re so fucking hot.” Shashank joined us. He knelt in front of her and started kissing her thighs over the saree, then looked at me, “Let’s make her scream.”
We lowered her to the carpeted floor of the hall. She lay down, spreading her legs, inviting both of us in. I positioned myself between her legs. I slid her panties aside and put my dick into her dripping pussy. She gasped, arched her back, and whispered, “Yes.”
At the same time, Shashank moved to her head. He unzipped his pants and pushed his dick into her mouth. She moaned loudly with both ends filled, trying to take all of me and him. Her sounds were desperate. Wet. Raw. Her hands gripped the carpet, her body writhing beneath us.
I pounded into her slowly at first, then faster. Her moans were insane. “Fuck me, Naveen. Don’t stop. Don’t stop.” She gagged on Shashank while grinding against me. The scene was filthy, perfect.
Her boobs bounced with every thrust. Shashank held her head, guiding himself in and out of her mouth, while I grabbed her waist and went deeper. We used her like a toy. Her body was begging for more. Her eyes rolled back, mouth full, legs wide open for me.
She was shaking, trembling, and moaning louder than ever. After she collapsed onto the floor, she was sweaty and satisfied. She looked at both of us with wild eyes. “Bedroom. Now.”
We carried her to their bedroom and placed her in the centre of the soft queen bed. The lights were off. Curtains closed. The room smelled like sex and lavender. She lay there naked, legs open, waiting.
This time I got on the bed, pulled her to the edge and entered her again. Shashank stood near the headboard while she grabbed his dick and started sucking him again.
Her voice was loud this time. Moans, whimpers, begging, “Fuck me harder, Naveen. Oh fuck, right there. right there.” She was losing control. I slammed her harder, faster. Her thighs clapped loudly against my thighs. She yelled, “Ah, fuck me. Deeper. I’m your dirty slut today.”
I turned her around. Bent her over the edge of the bed. Her ass is in the air, dripping. I held her hips and _ her from behind. She screamed. Shashank stood behind her, rubbing himself, watching us both.
We changed positions. I sat against the pillows, she rode me, breasts bouncing, hair flying. She kissed me hard, bit my lip, whispered, “You’re fucking good. Make me cum again.”
I flipped her over. Laid her down near the corner, legs over my shoulders, and went deep, shaking the entire bed. “Don’t you fucking stop. Don’t you fucking stop,” she cried. I didn’t. She cum again. Loud. So loud that the walls probably shook.
Shashank climbed onto the bed beside her and finished all over her chest. She rubbed it in like lotion, laughing, breathless. I collapsed beside her. She lay between both of us, exhausted, sweaty, happy. “That was insane,” she whispered.
We lay there, tangled in each other’s heat. Not a trace of awkwardness. Just three bodies, three minds, satisfied beyond words.
Shashank smiled. “Day one, Naveen. Hope you are free next weekend too.” I laughed, running a hand down her still-throbbing thighs. “You better make space for me again.” Like that, we have all the fun.
So this is it, guys. So, any girls or women feeling lonely or sexually unsatisfied, contact me. I will be in your support. Contact me on Google chat: [email protected].