The Honeymoon
Copyright© 2024 by 4everhorny
Chapter 5
True Story Sex Story: Chapter 5 - A story about an Indian housewife and how her life changes for the better on her honeymoon!
Caution: This True Story Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/Ma Mult Coercion Consensual Reluctant Romantic True Story Cheating Gang Bang Group Sex Polygamy/Polyamory Indian Male Indian Female Anal Sex Cream Pie Massage Oral Sex Pregnancy Big Breasts Public Sex
Just as my impending orgasm crashed thru me, Anthony also came in my mouth. I took a while to come around and ended up with Anthony’s cum dripping from my mouth. I realized and quickly swallowed what little I had left.
Akbar quickly replaced him and pushed his cock in my mouth. I continued sucking him with the same eagerness and passion while Amar continued to fuck me till another thrilling orgasm hit me and he came himself too. I was tired but not done yet.
I felt like some volcano had exploded inside me bringing out my dormant sexual cravings in the open. Akbar was quick to replace Amar and fucked me nice and slow matching Amar’s style. Anthony couldn’t have stayed far behind so he crawled into bed offering me his limp cock.
I started sucking him eagerly wanting to make him fully hard before Akbar finished pumping my cunt with his juice. I was clearly now like a bitch in heat, hungry for any cock willing to satisfy my urges. My hard work on Anthony paid off just in time to get him rock hard by the time Akbar filled me with his juices.
I looked at Anthony with a naughty smile and a wink. He smiled back understanding what I was hinting at. He entered my sloppy wet pussy dripping with Akbar’s and Amar’s juices and went full speed pounding me like there was no tomorrow.
By now I had lost count of how many times I had been fucked and how many times I had orgasmed. By the time Anthony filled me up, I was bloody tired but still short of passing out. I simply crashed into sleep right after. I woke up around 8pm to find myself alone in the room.
The keycard was kept on the bedside table next to me. My clothes were neatly folded and kept on the other side of the bed. I got up and went to the bathroom and cleaned. Then I got dressed and stepped out. I met Akbar in the passage way and exchanged a deep meaningful smile.
I gave him the keycard, he said “keep it Reena. I hope you enjoyed what happened in there today”? I looked around and found no one else in the passage and no cameras either. So quickly held his face locking in a nice lip kiss saying “thank you dear. Yes, I really had the best time of my life”.
Amar said “consider that room yours for a few days at least” and left. I then entered my own hotel room and as expected Dinesh was still fast asleep. I slipped into bed falling asleep beside him only to be roughly woken up by him after an hour.
Dinesh said “wow Reena, we seemed to slept the day away. Let’s quickly shower and get ready to enjoy the night where that waiter had suggested”.
I laughed in my mind because between going to bed in the afternoon to waking up now, I had already enjoyed a wonderful sex filled afternoon with three studs while you, my drunk hubby slept right next door. Soon we got dressed with Dinesh wearing a simple t-shirt and jeans.
I wore a bright red frock with an aggressive neckline purposely without bra and panties. We left to the open air dining area following Amar at 9pm. Dinesh again was carrying his full bottle of Jack Daniel’s with another novel.
Despite Dinesh walking next to me, he did not notice the excessive bounce of my tits or the absence of a bra. While we got there Amar did manage to feel up my naked butt and cunt while I naughtily smiled at him. I even managed to pull my neckline a little to show him that I was not wearing anything inside.
Amar settled us down at a table in a corner but still not too away from the bar counter. I looked around and saw only three other tables occupied. Two were couples and one was a group of youngsters in their twenties along with a few girls.
Amar came to take our order, I ordered a rum and coke for myself while Dinesh ordered soda and ice for himself. Then Amar quickly served the starters steaming hot. I tried striking up some small talk with Dinesh but he was too engrossed in his novel to even listen to me properly.
I gulped down my pegs quickly out of frustration and got up from the table. Dinesh still did not even bother to look up from his novel. I said “I am going for a walk around the property, call my phone when you need me”. He simply nodded okay.
I looked around and the couples had left. Even the youngsters were down to half and all the girls were gone. I decided to go spend my time elsewhere with someone who cares for me. The restaurant where I had met Amar and Akbar in the afternoon was on the opposite end of this property.
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