Chapter 3
Sandwich for my Wife
Continuing from the last chapter, where I helped and encouraged my wife to fantasize on her student with us, in a threesome (quickie at that)
Our conjugal life metamorphosed over the next few days and weeks, with both of us egging each other to fantasy threesomes involving Sachin. Most of the time, it would begin with my sending teasing-arousing chats to her during the day, when we were at work. This was usually in the lunch hour, introducing a newfound "closed room break" of about 30 minutes for both of us. I would send her texts like "So how is our lover-boy feeling today?", or "Described our fantasy fuck of last night to Sachin?", or "Met him today, feeling set for tonight?" She was never too loquacious in her replies, but definitive enough to set the tone for the night.
After the fantasy of playing with two cocks at the same time, Roshni had whispered about how it would feel to have both Sachin and I sucking and fondling each of her breasts at the same time. I would try my best to simulate the feeling for her, by wetting my fingers and palm with my tongue and gently rubbing it over one taut nipple, while sucking on the other. She would moan in pleasure, arousing me further with the imagining of what is in her mind.
One Saturday night, we had sandwiches for dinner. This set us off on the pleasure of "a sandwich in bed". I told her, "Roshni, my dear, there is this practical difficulty when both men are at your chest trying to enjoy the taste of your lovely melons. Too much of heads struggling for space, don't you think, babe?"
"um, mm, so what do you suggest?" she was looking at me with eager eyes.
"Wouldn't you love both of us on either side of you, front and back? You, the lovely delectable filling in the sandwich thus formed?"
We were getting comfortable in bed, her body up against mine, kissing softly in between the whispers, my hands stroking her back, fondling her irresistible ass. "mm, go on, darling. Give me a taste of this sandwich." The desire was in her eyes, her voice, as she snuggled closer.
"Right, so here we go." I crushed her against me and went into lip-lock for a few minutes, my hands all over back. We both love this, and try to prolong the kiss for as long as possible (before more pressing needs have to be attended to!).
Slowly, I break the kiss, and move my lips to her ear. In between soft nibbles, I whisper. "Sachin is right here, now, behind you. Naked and ready, eagerly waiting to join us. Imagine, baby, he is hugging you from behind, one hand around your waist. Press your hips back, Roshni, against him. Feel his hardness pushing against your ass, and crevice."
My dear wife almost collapsed into my arms in her fantasy. Letting out a deep low moan, she hugged me, while her hips pushed backwards. I reached out to stroke my finger at her crevice to simulate the physical experience. She squirmed like I have hardly felt her do before. Spasms of fantasy! "Go onnn, darling" she pleaded.
"Yes, so here I am, making love to your twin delights." So saying, I lowered my head to her chest, and started my usual routine of fingering, licking, pinching, sucking her breasts. "And there he is, trailing his tongue tip down your spine, hungrily sucking flesh between his lips, thirstily licking all over these lovely mounds of flesh..." I run my fingertips all over her ass. She seemed to be lose control early in the game!
"Darling, finger me now, now, need to cum once." She pleaded urgently, spreading her legs. I oblige, quickly sending my hand southward, to stroke her wet clit and lips. Barely a minute later, she rocked back and forth for her first orgasm of the session.
"Control, baby, control! What will Sachin think of his dear mature teacher, that she came so quickly." I tease her, even as I move back up to play with her tits. "He wants to face you now, babe. Turn around. Let him feed on your luscious mangoes."
She moaned and quickly turned away from me. I pressed into her. My non-imaginary really hard cock pushed and slid against her backside and crevice, setting her hips into typical rocking motion. My hands went around her. I whispered in her ear "Let's feed the hungry and needy. I am a hospitable man, giving our guest what he wants, your tits." I lifted up her breasts, asking her to fantasize Sachin sucking on them, as I literally fed them to him. Predictably, she went wild, imploring me to squeeze hard.
"And now, he is thirsty, babe. Let him drink from the well of your wetness. Open up and imagine Sachin sliding his tongue down your abdomen, and onto your cunt. Imagine his tongue lapping your clit and lips. Love the feeling, don't you, even as you feel my cock pushing at your ass at the same time."
