It’s been a year since I was in any relationship. I broke up with my boyfriend, as the long-distance relationship didn’t work between us. I tried to do something productive in the lockdown period. While I wondered what to do, I decided to journal my sex encounters, including about this bisexual threesome. I did that.

One day, one of my friends, my ex-girlfriend Alisha, suggested a website where we can read horny erotica. When I read a few of the latest stories on the website, it kind of stirred up an idea. So, I copied the journal, made some alterations according to the website’s regulations,

I was initially afraid of what kind of comments and replies I would receive. But most people here were genuine and some exhausted perverts too. Anyway, thank you for the support on my previous stories.

By the way, I am Yashmitha, should be doing my engineer 4th year if it weren’t for the pandemic. I do yoga more often. It helps me keep in shape. My figure ranges 34B-25-35.

Coming back to the story. I submitted my story, and when I opened my Gmail, many of you guys have sent so many supportive comments. I acted like a celebrity for a moment but tried replying to as many people as I can.

That is when a couple found me – Ayesha and Anup. So, initially, when Anup texted me, he tried desperately to get under my pants, even before we knew each other well. He was different. I don’t why, but I didn’t hate him for his behavior.

I was building a good bond with Ayesha. I had not seen her or him. But they both were genuine, fun, and good entertainment. I used to gossip and back bitch about Anup with Ayesha. She would do the same. We three created a group for and used to hot chats, discuss all the taboo topics.

Ayesha was wild like I never imagined. Her words were so sensual that we would get wet. Ayesha and I would talk about how wet we are, and Anup would say how hard he is. I thought how much more fun it could get. That is when I heard from Anup and Ayesha that they would be coming to Bangalore.

But the sad news for me was that I was in Kerala when they informed me about their arrival. I felt like I missed the chance to meet them in person, especially Ayesha. She was my fav. But my luck turned. I had a call from the hostel, saying that my things need to be vacated and stuff. So, I came to Bangalore.

I did my things with the vacating. I stayed in a hotel one more day, waiting for Anup and Ayesha. Once they reached Bangalore, they called me and asked me to meet in a beautiful exotic restaurant. I was waiting outside. After a few minutes, they arrived.

They both did meet my expectations. Ayesha was stunning. We have seen each other in video calls and photos but always saw their face alone. They were pretty ones.

This time, when I saw her, she was wearing a white shirt with a torn pair of jeans, so fair. I was jealous of her initially, but I also liked her, so it went away. She had dark brown, wavy hair. She was such a curvaceous woman with a figure of 34C-26-36.

And Anup stood nearby her, with luggage in his hand. He looked hotter than I expected to see in the photo. He had long dark hair, a sexy beard, and sharp eyes. Tall and bit athletic body too. I was almost half in love with him.

“Hey, Yash!” Ayesha said with too much enthusiasm and excitement and came near me with a wide grin. She hugged me tightly. I was searching for her tummy. Her tummy was so flat, but her breast was big and pointy. Again, she made me jealous. This time it was strong.

Anyway, I was excited to see her. I hugged her back. I wanted to prove to her that I had a fine pair of breasts, too. I guess she felt it. Then, she inquired about my health, family, vacation, and stuff. Anup walked nearby us, carrying all the luggage.

Dropped them nearby and came near to hug me. He was amazingly tall. He bent to hug me. As he hugged, he lifted me off the ground slightly. He was strong too. His smile was cute, I thought to myself and hugged him back.

“Long travel, I am starving, can we have something already,” Anup said. I admired the way he talked. Then we had our lunch chit-chatting about the travel, they were thinking about getting a room.

Ayesha and Anup were good friends, yet they used to have sex whenever they meet. Ayesha used to make fun of all that. We went back to my hotel. I asked Anup to keep the luggage aside and asked them to rest after the shower.

Now, I thought, they would fight for who would go to the bathroom 1^st. But they smiled at me and searched for the towel and went inside the bathroom. That was shocking for me, and it also made me a bit horny.

Anup went into the bathroom, kept the bathroom door open. At the same time, he got naked inside. Ayesha stood before, smiling. She was undressing before me as if she was teasing. Though we talked about our vagina and how wet we were, seeing her naked in person was completely different and erotic.

She removed her shirt. Her flat shining tummy was visible. Above that was her firm pair of breasts and below her tummy was a black panty surrounding her wide waist. I was gazing at her. She was smiling, looking at me, admiring her. She felt what I thought earlier.

“You got amazing boobs too. You don’t have to prove that,” Ayesha said, as she removed her panty and walked to the bathroom. Her ass was firm and busty. Then, they both got into the bathroom, turned on the shower, started bathing. A few minutes later, I heard their weird kissing sound.

How could they fuck each other, whenever they together, and yet call themselves friends?

“Hey Yash, care to join?” Anup asked me from the shower while he was in the middle of a fuck session with Ayesha. That was the weirdest thing that I was ever asked, among many other things.

“No, I am fine, bath well,” I said, stumbling, not knowing what to say. A few minutes later, they finished fucking each other and whispered something. I was pretty sure that it was about me. They both came out of the bathroom at once, naked, water dripping all over their body.

I didn’t want to see that. But still, I couldn’t pull off my eyes from that view, especially Anup’s long dick. I knew he was tall, but his dick was phenomenally longer than I imagined. Ayesha was standing there with wet hair. Her pointy boobs were facing me, brownish-pink nipples perky and stiff.

I lost my control and kept staring at their amazing nude bodies. Anup stepped back and got the towel, handed one to Ayesha. They wiped and threw the towel in the basket, and they remained naked again. They searched their bags for a dress.

Anup found shorts, not big enough. His dick would still hangout if he squats. Ayesha found a lacy black bra and an almost transparent black panty. She didn’t have any vaginal hair, that made her vagina (pussy) clearly visible through her panty.

“Why do you guys bother to dress when the dress is not at all serving the purpose?” I said.

“She is right. I better be free,” Anup said. He removed his shorts, threw it on the bag. He jumped on the bed, laid on his stomach, exposing his tight ass.

“Yes, she is,” Ayesha admitted. She tried to undo her dress, but I turned the other way. She didn’t remove it any further and laid on the bed near Anup. My head was spinning. I wondered whether I was dreaming or whether it was all a figment of my imagination. I hesitated to sleep on the bed, so I sat on the floor.

A few minutes later, Ayesha noticed me sitting on the ground. She came and sat near me. Wrapped her hands around my shoulder.

“What happened, Yash? Come and sleep,” she said.

“Well, no, it’s fine. I am not sleepy. I am so excited to see you guys, but didn’t know you were, like couples.”

“Oh, no, no, we are not, we just do this, helps me keep happy, and another way around,” She said. “I didn’t know you would be this concerned. Sorry if all our behavior is bothering you.’

“What? No, no, it’s just that I am not used to it. And being a virgin, this all seemed awkward for me, it is,” I replied.

“What? Seriously? You said you had a boyfriend,’ she asked.

“Well, we didn’t do anything. I did make out with Alisha. But lesbian sex is just oral, right. You can’t lose your virginity in lesbian sex,” I said.

“Well, you can,” Ayesha said in a naughty voice with and a small grin on her lips. She slowly came close to me. Her hand, which was on my shoulder, lowered down and reached to my breast (or boobs as you call it). Her lips rubbed against mine, gently, then she pressed it hard on my lips.

Her tongue came out of her lips, tasted my lips, and entered my mouth like a dick entering a pussy. That felt good. I didn’t want to fight it. Her hands reached for my boobs and gently caressed it, slowly unbuttoning the only 3 buttons on my shirt. She removed my shirt while continuing to kiss me.

Each minute her kiss became intense and passionate. Her tongue explored all my mouth, in and out. She insisted me to do the same. I licked her lips, and my hands reached for her boobs. I was massaging her boobs and kissing and letting my tongue explore all her mouth while she was doing the same for me.

Soon, we unhooked each other’s bra, and our bra fell on the floor. Our boobs were out, hard, marvelous, and perky. Our pussy was wet. She knew that and made a move to remove my jeans. I sensed another pair of hands, reaching and grabbing one of my boobs and one of Ayesha’s boobs. It was Anup.

“Can I join the comfort club?” he said in a sarcastic tone.

Ayesha pulled him down from the bed and started kissing him aggressively like a wild cat. I took the time to remove my jeans and panty. I did, and once I was completely naked, not for the 1st time, but before men, it was 1st time.

Ayesha pushed Anup away, rushed towards me. She kissed me aggressively like she would miss me forever, that felt good, and I went with the flow. I kissed her back. Our tongues played and rolled inside each other’s mouth.

While Anup got behind Ayesha, kissed her neck, groping her boobs and occasionally mine. And rubbing his long hard dick against her firm ass. Ayesha stopped Anup and whispered to Anup, which was audible for me too. She said, “She is new. Treat her well.”

That made electricity pass through my veins and spine. I was super horny now. I don’t why. Anup came behind me. He groped my boobs tight. His other hand went to my ass, scratching with his nail-less finger and groping.

“She has a busty ass,” Anup said to Ayesha. I heard that too. I turned my head sideways slightly, expected him to plant a kiss on my lips. He started off licking my cheeks, gently nibbling my ears, and kissed my lips. It turned into a smoking hot, deep kiss. I turned towards him completely.

My boobs pressing against his tummy, his dick rubbing against my navel. His hands resting tightly on my ass, in the opposite direction, my exposing my asshole. Ayesha stood before me, kissed, and licked my neck.

Her hands reached to my pussy, rubbed it gently. I shivered while in the middle of the kiss with Anup. Ayesha started rubbing my pussy harder and faster. I was losing my shit. I was moaning and gasping while kissing. I was moaning and gasping in Anup’s mouth.

Ayesha slowly sat down, still rubbing my pussy, she inserted her tongue into my asshole. Her breath was cold, her tongue was like an ice cube in my asshole. Soon, Anup’s hand joined my pussy. Both were rubbing my clit, while Ayesha was eating my asshole, and Anup tasted my mouth.

I broke the kiss and started moaning loudly. Anup stopped fingering me. He kneeled and started eating my pussy. That was an unexplainable thing. It felt like a jolt of eels crawling through all your veins, especially in the abdomen.

“Oh, my god, oh my god,” I kept saying. Ayesha stopped and went to her bag, fetched a packet of condom, threw it to Anup. He was busy and focused on eating my pussy alive. He kept licking, fingering, and soon I sprayed my juice all over his face.

He stood up and kissed me with my body fluid on his face dripping all over. Ayesha came close to him. Ayesha licked all my juice from his face, kissed me gently, and kneeled to taste the last of my juice. Giving time for Anup to wear the condom.

Ayesha stood up and kissed me passionately. She pressed me down slowly, asking me to eat her pussy. I went down, started licking her soft, clean, wet, and pinkish pussy. I wanted to live right between her thighs. I was eating her pussy, rubbing, and fingering, just like Anup did to me.

She had her nth orgasm that day. She pulled my head away from her pussy and dripped her load of saliva. It oozed like a spider web from her mouth, and I sucked them all in. I wanted to taste more of her saliva, but Anup pulled me and threw me on the bed.

He rubbed my pussy with his condom worn dick. My pussy was so wet. His dick slipped into my pussy like a fish slipping out of your hand. He went in slowly and came out slowly. This happened a few times in a missionary position.

Ayesha lying beside me, kissing and groping my boobs, pinching my nipples. Ayesha pulled Anup’s head closer and made him suck my boobs and nipples. It was comforting and later felt like an addiction. Moments later, Anup increased his pace, began fucking me faster.

I screamed and almost cried as my eyes swelled up with tears. But ironically, I begged him to keep fucking me. Then, Ayesha sat on top of my face, pressing her beautiful vagina against my face. I took the chance, licked, and ate her pussy.

She had her orgasm in a few minutes. Her juice filled my mouth and overflowed to my neck while Ayesha and Anup were kissing. Anup was groping Ayesha’s boobs, while Ayesha was groping my boobs. A few minutes later, Ayesha had another orgasm, while I had my 1st orgasm.

This went on, and we switched positions. Anup began fucking me doggy style while I was on top of Ayesha, in a hot threesome. Ayesha was sucking my boobs. After my 3rd orgasm, we switched position again. We were fucking in a face-off position. I sat on Anup’s laps on the edge of the bed.

Ayesha was sitting behind Anup, kissing his back and kissing me often. It was not comfortable for Anup, so we switched back to missionary again. I wondered how long Anup lasted. He truly has some amazing stamina, it’s been more than 45 minutes.

Then finally, Anup was about to cum. He removed the condom. Ayesha and I kneeled before him, literally begging for his cum. Ayesha pulled his dick in her mouth, blew it for a while. She asked me to join. As I began sucking his balls, we changed the position.

I sucked his cock passionately, and she sucked his balls. Then Anup pulled his dick back, stroked a few seconds. He spurted out the whole load on my face and Ayesha’s face. We licked the cum on each other’s face and swallowed it.

I was still wondering whether I was dreaming. But no, my vagina was in pain and bleeding. I felt the blood, pain, and pleasure. We three slept naked on the bed. I was in the middle, Ayesha, to my left and Anup to my right.

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