First Threesome Experience of a swinging couple

This is a follow up of my last story (Swinging Adventures – Indian Couple)… After our first couple swap, Megha opened up to the idea of the lifestyle. She and Leena became good friends and they bonded well. Leena shared her stories of her days when she and Mehul were in the USA, and how they’d traveled across the west coast, stayed in hostels, and met with couples. She also mentioned her experiences of threesomes where she and Mehul met single guys.

Megha was very curious about it.

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“Leena, how did the threesomes happen? How did they affect your relationship?”

“We both enjoyed it a lot, and it changed our relationship in a positive way as I became confident about my sexuality and was willing to experiment.”

Megha discussed Leena’s threesome experiences with me.

“Megha, I’m okay with the idea of you having a threesome because I’d love to see you with another guy, provided I’m there, and I’d love to be part of the whole encounter.”

“I wouldn’t have it any other way. I’ll always want it to be with you.”

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At this point, I’d like to clarify something to all of the readers. Somehow, whenever there’s a husband talking about allowing his wife to have a threesome, it’s immediately believed that the husband is a Cuck, and he’s looking for bulls, horses, or donkeys for his wife.

I’m “not” a Cuck. I love to have sex with other men’s wives as much as I love to watch my wife have a good time with other men. For us, the “kink” is having fun together, whether it’s me having fun with a lady or two, or if she’s having fun with another guy or two.

Anyway, back to the story.

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Since we lived in a small city in the north eastern part of India, and we didn’t want to take a chance of meeting anyone from around our area, we waited.

After a few months had passed, we traveled with our cousins to attend a wedding in Delhi. After celebrating the wedding for two days, we decided to stay one more night. We were staying in a five-star hotel in Aerocity, Delhi near the Delhi Airport.

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During that time,Craigslist was very popular for meeting couples, singles, groups, and etc. They had a section called Personals wherein they had different groups such as MW4MW, MW4W, MW4M, or M4MW whereas MW stood for man and woman. Basically, I was going through all of the sections while hoping to meet anyone interesting, whether couples or singles.

There was an ad, in the M4MW section, from an Expat who wrote: [I’m in India only for the next two days and I’m looking for a smart couple for an evening of drinks.]

Since it was our first time to meet a single, we wanted to be sure there wasn’t any pressure of having sex—his ad clearly stated he was interested in meeting for drinks, compulsions weren’t mentioned.

I contacted him and gave him our details, including my number. He contacted me later in the day over WhatsApp. He was a Canadian guy who was working for the Canadian consulate in New Delhi.

I told him about ourselves then added.

“Since this is the first time we’ve met a single guy, we’re not sure about anything more than drinks.”

“I completely understand. I’m only looking to meet some nice people, share some experiences and listen to theirs, and have a good time.”

We exchanged pictures, and I noticed he was very tall (around six feet) and very athletic.

He was in awe of my wife.

“Wow! May I have more pictures of your wife?”

I shared a few more of her wearing some short dresses and one when she was wearing only a bikini.

“I’m looking forward to spending some time with you and your wife.”

We decided to meet in a quaint pub near our hotel, where we could talk, and set a time for later that evening.

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Megha and I were very nervous because it was the first time we’d be meeting a single guy.We discussed it and decided that if either one of us was unsure, we’d simply return to our hotel room.

“Megha, I will absolutely support anything you want to do because and I’d love to see you have a good time.”

She was wearing a nice skirt with a matching top that showed her curves nicely.

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Let me describe my wife again. She’s five feet-three inches tall and has 32D boobs with awesome nipples. She works out regularly, so she’s pretty athletic, and gets her pubic hairs waxed, which makes the area near her vagina super smooth and soft.

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We entered the pub and saw him sitting at a corner table—she was pleased as he was well built and was easy on the eyes. He came over, introduced himself as Nick, and invited us to join him there.

We joined him at his table and, while having wine,started talking.

“What brings you here, Nick?”

“I’ve been working with the Canadian Embassy in Delhi for a week, not as a diplomat, but as part of a third-party audit team. I’m due to leave in two days.”

“Do you have anyone special in your life?”

“Yes, I have a girlfriend back in Canada and we’ve been swinging for two years. I’ve been wanting to meet some couples here, but haven’t really connected with anyone,yet.”

He shared his swinging experiences and we also told about ours.

“Though we’re relatively new to this lifestyle, Nick, we’re open minded.”

Megha was on her second glass of wine and she was getting light-headed.

“So, Megha, what are some of the things you like?”

“I like to be pampered, I love massages, and I love getting licked.”

“Well, I love giving massages. My large hands make giving massages very easy.”

By then, Nick saw that Megha was on her third glass of wine and made his move.

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“Megha, would you like to experience one of my massages?”

She didn’t know how to respond, so she looked at me to help her out of the situation. I could tell she wanted it, but she didn’t want to admit it, so I answered for her.

“Nick, would you like to join us for drinks in our room and see how comfortable Megha is about the massage?”

“I’d love to join you!”

Our hotel was only a two minute ride from the pub we were in. After three glasses of wine, she was feeling light-headed and bold.

After reaching the hotel, I poured glasses of wine for each of us and looked at her.

“Megha, why don’t you try to relax and open your heels?”

Nick understood the sign and made an offer.

“Megha, would you like a foot massage?”

“I’d love it!”

She laid down on the bed, put her feet up, and then he sat beside her and started to gently rub her feet. We were carrying a bottle of meditation massage oil, which I offered to him. The aroma of the oil was really sensuous. I sensed she was becoming a little relaxed and lowering her guard, so I started to kiss her while he was massaging her feet.

Megha was enjoying everything that was being done to her.

Nick moved his hand further up inside of her skirt and felt the crotch of her moist, warm panties. She started to moan as he concentrated around that area, lifted her ass, and opened her skirt, which revealed her moist crotch to Nick and me. His large hands almost covered half of her thigh.

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