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He said that’s a good idea, and I made a joke about how he is the most alpha in bed, but when it comes to confessing feelings, he’s an introvert. We all chuckled, and they both had their breakfast finished by then.

I asked them both if they wanted to eat a cake, and both said yes. I asked if they would help me make it, and they said yes. I was lucky to have two men who are willing to help me out in everything. It’s really pleasing to see them both be like this and not like what I saw last night.

After this was over, I went out on a walk in our garden with Sagar after having lunch in the afternoon, and my husband sat at home.

He started by saying how he loves me as well, but he has no problem with my husband, and he doesn’t want to steal me from him; he just wants to fuck me, cuddle me, hug me, see me every time, and have me there for him as well. I told him that it’s not entirely possible. He said how jealous he is of my husband for getting me as his wife, and he too wants me as much as my husband does. I was confused by these sentences.

He cleared it up and said, “Will you be my girl?” and I said yes, but it won’t be because I am not going to leave my husband. He said it was fine, but I said he could only be my bull and have sex. The romantic feelings are too much for me as I am not going to be able to handle everything, and I don’t want to make my husband feel betrayed or cheated on. It’s the last thing I want to do.

He said that’s fine and he will just be my bull instead and live with me every time and never leave me alone. I agreed to that statement, and he kissed me and said, “But can’t you have two husbands?” I said hell no. It’s not what I am into and what will people think about us, he said just in between us only. I still said no. And he quit insisting me to be his partner.

I was hearing some very emotionally breaking stuff from him, but I was in a good mood, and I didn’t want to spoil it. So I asked him to help me make cake now. We already had our lunch at that time, and we started to make cake.

He asked me for a bet. He will ask my husband to choose a number from 1 and 2, and if he chooses 2, I will have to eat the cake with my husband’s and Sagar’s cum on it. If my husband chooses 1, then Sagar will not fuck me for 2 days. I was interested in that, and we went to my husband. He chose 2. I was so sad, but inside I was excited. He told my husband what was the bet, and he laughed at me.

We made the cake and decided to have a candlelight dinner, and the cake will be the sweet dish at last. I was now getting too wet to finally eat it. After our dinner was over, I brought the cake and served them both, taking my own slice. They both looked at me, and Sagar got up from his seat and said, “You remember right, I pulled down his pants and started masturbating?” I did that for almost 4–5 minutes, and when he started cumming, I turned his dick and put it on the cake. I licked it off and cleaned it, then my husband came up and Sagar requested that I take out my kurti and let him see my boobs to masturbate.

I took it off and started masturbating my husband; he came immediately and I put it all on my cake as well. The quantity of my husband is way more. I licked him off as well, and then they both started staring at me. I took my first bite, and I wasn’t able to chew; it was so metallic and bitter. I just started swallowing and ate it somehow.

They both clapped and cheered for me. They both ate their cake then and asked me to take another slice as I was sitting there looking at them. I took another piece and started eating. I was getting fatter and needed to exercise. Sagar said he would help me stretch out and gave me a naughty smile. I laughed and said seriously, I need to do it.

After the dinner was over, I washed the dishes, and it was a fuck night. Sagar got horny and called me in the living room while I was sorting out the kitchen.

I went there, and he was having his dick out, and he asked me to come sit on it. My husband was there, sitting and watching this conversation take place. I went and first licked his dick a few times, then placed it correctly on my pussy and sat on it. He started to shake and gave some thrusts while sitting. It was so hot, he fucked me like that for some time and said, “Do your work and come for another round when you are done.” I ran in the kitchen and sorted it all out as quickly as possible and went out for sex. He told me to open his pants and do everything; he told me it was I who wanted it, so I had to do everything.

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