Threedom Pt. 07

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All three of us lay in bed, after another satisfying session of sex together. I had the two most amazing women in the world on either arm.

Anvi cooed to me softly, “Wouldn’t it be nice if we could do this all the time…not only on weekends and lay-overs…but just as a part of our regular lives…together.”

I sniggered, “Hun…if we were together all the time, the domination and submission from our sexual sessions would spill out into our lives and I don’t think Keira could deal with it!”

Keira purred in response, “I could deal with a teeny weeny bit spilling out into our lives…I know mistress would never hurt me.”

“Awwwwww…my pet,” Anvi sighed as she slid over my torso and was on top of Keira in a flash, her tongue darting to all corners of Keira’s mouth.

As the girls were snogging each other, my mind wandered.

If any two of us were living together already then accommodating a third person into our daily lives with the complex sexual dynamics we had developed would not be without risk. There would be a good chance that someone might be hurt in the process. But if we all decided to do this afresh, with a clear understanding of our dynamics and transparency on the expectations, this might work. Maybe it was worth a try!!

Six months later we had moved in together into a three bedroom penthouse apartment in Bangkok. With this location we all managed to continue our assignments in our professional fields. We also chose Bangkok because with all the kink and fetish and tourists in the city, we really didn’t stand out. The locals and authorities were equally liberal enough not to pry into our affairs.

We lived reasonably normal lives. Of course our sex was lavishly laced with fetish…but that’s the reason why we moved in together! But outside of the sex, we had our fair share of fetish peppered delicately into our daily life.

Here is a narrative which would give you a peek into a few days of our daily life as a D/S fetish threesome.

FRIDAY MORNING

It is 7 am.

“Raj, your tea is here,” Keira says nudging me.

“Good Morning babe, thank you,” I open my eyes slowly to the naked body of this beautiful redhead. I turn towards the bedside and the tea is the perfect shade and aroma as every day. My favorite cookie and newspaper lie next to the steaming cup. As I sit up in bed, Keira moves to the foot of the bed on the opposite side for her morning ritual. It’s a practice that Anvi has carefully choreographed and Keira has brought to repetitive perfection.

“Good Morning Mistress, your tea is here” Keira says softly as she uncovers the sheets at the foot of the bed to find what she is looking for.

As Anvi sits up in bed and acknowledges her, Keira has already started the morning service of her mistress’ feet. She starts from the heel which she sucks with a loud suction. She then lathers the sole with saliva using long strokes of her tongue, carefully running her tongue tip along the arches. She gets to the balls of the foot and one again sucks and kisses, this time gently. She is at the toes now which she slurps on individually. And finally she devours all the toes in her mouth as far back as possible. She repeats diligently on the other foot.

Anvi and I are sipping our teas while Keira is going through this process. I always keep an eye on Keira from the side of my newspaper and it makes me hard. Anvi knows that and like most days, she strokes my penis with her hand to further stiffness.

Like the well-practiced routine of a gymnast, the foot service ends every day in around 12 minutes. Anvi gets up and Keira helps her put a slinky bathrobe on her naked body and some rubber flip-flops on her freshly serviced feet.

All three of us sleep on this bed – naked.

Anvi gives Keira a kiss, “Thanks my slave, no better way to start the day than that.”

She leads Keira to me, tossing away the sheets to reveal my erect penis. She instructs Keira to mount it and ride slowly. She casually talks to me about the long week we have all had and the upcoming plans for the weekend. She checks about the weekend plans with Keira, who nods in acknowledgement, eyes closed as she is rocking gently on my penis.

In the morning my dick belongs to Keira. Sometimes, Anvi likes to dominate her slave while she is fucking me but most times she leaves us alone.

Anvi gives Keira a long deep kiss and then pushes her down gently from the neck so that she is lying on my chest with my dick still inside her. With her ass nicely exposed, Anvi uses her rubber slippers to give her two harsh strokes on each ass cheek.

Thwak. Thwak.Thwak. Thwak.

Keira squeals under her breath in pain.

“That should make her hot ass even hotter… see you at breakfast,” Anvi says as she walks out of the room.

With her mistress gone, Keira is a different beast. She sheds her submissiveness and her tongue is all over my face and into my mouth. She bites my lips and slides up and down my torso grinding my dick in the process.

Finally Bostancı Anal Escort she straightens up to reveal her beautiful breasts again. Her ass is burning from the slipper spanking and I can feel the heat as it descends on my crotch.

“Do you like my ass raw and burning?” She asks me.

“Yeeessss,” I say moaning away.

“Me too,” she purrs, locking her thighs around me and bouncing away madly on my cock till we both climax noisily, “aaaaaaaaaaaaaannnnnhhhhhh!!”

We kiss passionately and set off to our respective washroom to dress for work. Our apartment has three bedrooms. The master bedroom is the largest where we all sleep on a gigantic bed. The wardrobe and washroom of this room are used by Anvi. The second room is used by us as a fitness room – it has Keira’s treadmill, Anvi’s yoga mats and some dumbbells and bench press for me. The wardrobe and washroom here are used by Keira. The third room is our study complete with a desk and office style seating for three. The wardrobe and washroom in this room are for me. We have a kitchen that opens into a dining space that further opens into a large living area with a huge TV and equally huge sofa. The living room opens to a small deck and plunge pool on the outside.

It is 830 am.

Keira and I are dressed for work and Anvi has laid out a healthy breakfast for us…fruit, muesli, boiled eggs, toast. Breakfast is Anvi’s responsibility since she leaves last for work. Keira and I are both ravenous after the sex. Keira tucks in her breakfast and leaves at 8:50 – she works with Australia and they are ahead of us on time. I help Anvi clean up and leave around 9:15. Anvi practices her yoga after we are gone, washes up and after a small breakfast, she leaves for work at 10:15 – she works with India and they are behind us on time.

Friday evening

It is 430 pm.

Keira is the first to get home. She gets straight onto her treadmill for 30 mins, takes a shower and starts cooking dinner. Dinner is her responsibility and she likes to impress her mistress with her food. Today, she is cooking an Indian fish curry, something she learnt when she went for a month long training to Anvi’s village in south India. During the training she gladly served as a housemaid to Anvi’s aunt in exchange for learning the cuisine.

I get home at at around 6 pm. Keira opens the door for me and gives me a peck before returning to her cooking. I exercise for 30 mins myself and after a shower I’m relaxing in the living room.

Anvi returns at 7 pm and rings the bell. Keira drops everything and gets ready for her second submissive routine of the day. As she opens the door for Anvi, she drops to her knees. Anvi places a hand on her red tresses to balance herself and raises a foot. Keira carefully unstraps her mistress’ sandals and then kisses the foot. She repeats diligently on the other foot.

It is 730 pm.

We are enjoying Keira’s cooking. It has been a successful dinner with just the right spices. At the end, Anvi reaches for Keira’s hand and kisses it repeatedly as she sighs, “Oh…the magic in these hands!” Keira practically wets her panties in orgasm every time she gets these compliments from her mistress.

We settle down on the large sofa to watch our current Netflix favorite. We always watch the same shows and the same episodes together. Our bodies are entangled and someone is giving another a foot rub.

It is 930 pm

It is time for the evening fornication. At night my dick belongs to Anvi. Keira may be invited to participate in our sex by Anvi. Alternately she is required to kneel by the bedside and watch us. As I enter the room and take off my bathrobe, I see both girls naked on the bed already.

Anvi and Keira are on their sides, facing each other, legs open and in opposite directions. Keira has her head buried in her mistress’ cunt and Anvi has a dildo in her slave’s pussy.

“Spoon me darling,” Anvi tells me and I climb onto the bed behind her.

I love this position because it allows a unique angle into the vagina and allows for long love-making. But today, my dick is competing with Keira’s lips to find the entrance to Anvi’s vagina. She denies me a few times before her mistress slaps her buttock to make her stop. I moan as I enter Anvi and she automatically brings her raised leg around me, pushing me in deeper with her foot on my buttocks.

I start my slow rhythmic thrusts even as Keira continues to lick at the folds of Anvi’s vagina and the base of my shaft as it moves in and out. Anvi has her face turned delicately towards me so we are kissing each other while we make love. Keira continues diligently.

We continue for a period of sensuous fucking and kissing where we don’t acknowledge the presence of Keira or her tongue. Finally, Anvi looks at Keira and says, “NOW!!”

All of a sudden I feel my balls sucked in strongly into Keira’s warm mouth. She continues sucking them like a candy in her mouth. My dick hardens like crazy, I cry out and I explode into Anvi. Bostancı Yaşlı Escort Anvi is also groaning in orgasm while Keira is still sucking my balls.

The girls know how to make me cum.

I regain my senses after that rather long climax, my eyes are still closed and I hear Anvi order, “Clean us up!”

Keira holds my retracting penis and gives it’s a few long sucks. But her interest is elsewhere. She wants to clean her mistress’ pussy. Suddenly I hear the dildo in Anvi’s hand buzz to life. Anvi is fucking Keira violently with the whirring dildo. Keira’s tongue reaches into Anvi’s pussy…deeper and deeper… and retrieves wads of my semen. Anvi keeps Keira at the edge with the dildo until she has finished her job.

“Its…uh…uh…clean…mistress,” Keira pants and Anvi lets her over the edge immediately. Keira arches her back and screams in orgasm.

After a quick wash-up, we are all back in bed naked. Today is Anvi’s turn to sleep in the middle. She turns towards me, head on my chest and I have my arm around her. Keira squashes her tits against Anvi’s back and my forearm.

Another week is over and we are looking forward to the weekend. Good Night.

Saturday Morning

It is 9 am

“Raj, your tea is here darling!”

Tea service on weekends is a little later to allow us all to sleep in a bit. As usual Keira is already on her daily routine as Anvi and I read our newspapers and sip our tea.

12 minutes…and Keira has finished servicing Anvi’s feet. My penis is stiff from watching her blood red fingernails clutching Anvi’s feet and her red lips swallowing Anvi’s pale pink toenails. But today is not a week day. On the weekends, Keira’s pussy belongs to her mistress’ strap-on. Sometimes I leave them alone, sometimes I like to watch and sometimes Anvi invites me to join them.

Anvi walks to a chest of drawers and pulls out two strapons – the black one longer in length and the red one wider in girth.

“Which one would you like slave?”

“As you wish mistress, but you know I like the red one”

“Ok on all fours then,” Anvi orders as she takes the red strapon and moves to the door, Keira following on all fours.

As she is walking out the door Anvi turns back to me, “Darling, Im taking her to the kitchen…please join us, won’t you?”

“Of course Hun, I’m right behind you,” I sound nonchalant but I’m very aroused as I have an idea what Anvi has in mind.

I’m absolutely right. As I walk into the kitchen Anvi is sitting on the counter, wearing the strapon and Keira is on all fours, nibbling at her feet as they dangle gracefully.

“Please check her lubrication,” She asks me.

I put my fingers into Keira’s pussy and it is wet as it always is after she has serviced Anvi’s feet. I check her ass-hole and decide to add a little jelly for lubrication.

“Ok my slave, you are ready…climb up here my kitty,” she demands.

Keira exaggerates her feline movements as she climbs up the counter. Her knees are on either side of Anvi’s thighs and she is facing her mistress.

“Ride it,” Anvi demands.

Keira descends on the strapon with a moan of pleasure – after all this is her favorite strapon. She starts to rock and Anvi allows her to get comfortable with the strapon deep inside her. Anvi slowly rests her torso back towards the wall and kisses Keira, pulling her back with her. Keira’s ass is now exposed and hanging in free space beyond the kitchen counter. And her ass-hole is at the perfect height for my cock. I know this because we have done this a few times before.

“Come on darling,” Anvi invites me.

I enter the tightness of Keira’s ass and she lets out a feral scream, “eeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!”

The sensation of both her holes being stretched at once is not new to Keira. But the pleasure and pain make her scream louder every time. As soon as she gathers herself, Keira starts to move her ass uncannily. She manages to fuck my dick back and forth and slide up and down Anvi’s strapon.

Anvi and I kiss each other and allow Keira’s graceful movements to continue for a while.

Finally Anvi tells me bluntly, “Fuck her darling!”

I place my hands on Keira’s shoulder blades and she knows it is a signal to stop rocking her ass. She braces for my thrusts and I don’t disappoint her with my momentum. I pump away madly into her ass. The force from my thrusts is also pushing Keira up and down Anvi’s strap-on. All of us are panting in sync with my thrusts. As we reach climax, Anvi manages to rock her hips ploughing the strapon deeper in to Keira.

“Uh..Uh…Uh…Ah…Ah…Uh…Uh…Ah …Uh…Uuuuuunnnnhhhhhhhh!!”

I retract from Keira and help her off the counter and onto the floor. She is unstable in her walk and chooses to slump onto the floor in a corner of the kitchen, my semen oozing out of her ass. Anvi has taken her strapon off and I know what she wants.

I get down on my knees facing the kitchen counter. I start by kissing her ankles and she gives a Bostancı Zenci Escort loud long moan. I allow Anvi only a few rare instances where I am in a submissive position infront of her – and it turns her on like crazy.

I run my tongue from the ankle, past her calves, to the inner thigh and finally to her neatly trimmed black patch. I suck at the folds and immediately recall her taste. I lick beyond lightly and then deeply into the unknown. I search upwards for my target and I think I find it. I suck hard again and she shudders. I have my target. I suck again. She screams in pleasure, crossing her legs around my back and pushing my face deeper into her. I suck again with a similar result. And then I break free and stand a foot away from her.

“Raj…Raj…darling…please don’t stop now,” she says in a shaky voice.

“Then beg for it,” I say coolly. If she can dish it out she should learn to take it too sometimes.

“I…beg you …darling…please!” the mistress is begging.

“Ok then lie on your back and give yourself to me”

She lies down on the cold stone counter, the cold from it adds to her trembling from expectation. Her legs are limp and I pry them apart with ease. I suck her vagina again a few times to bring her back to the edge. She is whimpering and begging for her climax.

I pause again for a few seconds.

And then without warning I ram my fingers into Anvi’s pussy and at the same time suck her tits as hard as I can. Anvi wails loudly as her suffering and pleasure are entirely in my hands. She continues her wail as she climaxes on my fingers with her body shuddering uncontrollably.

Keira is already at the side of her mistress, holding her hand and kissing her softly as she recovers. I hug both girls and we all kiss passionately at the end of another encounter where we have bared ourselves completely to each other.

“Thank you darling…that was liberating,” Anvi says softly in between the kisses.

“You can thank me after brunch…pancakes anyone?” I give her one last kiss as I get ready to make some pancakes. Weekend brunches are my responsibility.

Saturday Afternoon

It is 3 pm

After a fabulous brunch of pancakes and berries, we had spent the next few hours of the day on tidying up and on our weekly chores.

Now, the heat of the afternoon Thai sun is upon us and we are lucky to have a semi-shaded deck and a reasonably sized plunge pool. Fortunately the penthouse terrace is well shielded from neighboring buildings and we can jump into our pool naked.

After some feeble attempts at swimming a few small laps, I am now under attack from the two girls as they try to dunk me in the water.

“Count of ten under water means you lose,” Keira sets the rules.

One is on my back and another hangs onto my torso from the front. Their well-manicured bushes and their firm breasts rub all over me. They try their best but I am too strong for them. Eventually I get them both in a bear hug and dunk them both for the count of ten.

As I exit the pool victorious, they bow to me in jest.

“O great conqueror, how can we serve you?” Anvi says.

“A beer and a blow-job would be nice!” I retort getting onto one of the pool chairs.

“Right away O great warrior,” Keira is on her way to fetch a couple of beers and Anvi is already readying my penis in her palm.

Keira returns with two ice cold Singha beers, I get one and the girls share the other.

“How about the 30 second split game?” Anvi asks Keira in-between swigs.

Uh-oh. I don’t know if I should be elated or worried. This is a real game of skill and strategy in which my dick is subjected to intense pleasure and pressure. The girls take turns of 30 seconds each with their mouth on my penis. Winner is the one who makes me cum.

“Game on! Im leading 4-2 for the year…so I get to start,” Keira snatches my dick from Anvi.

Keira sucks my dick very slowly, she doesn’t want me too excited for Anvi’s turn. Its Anvi’s turn and she does the same, going slow and conservative, playing with my dick in her mouth rather than a serious blow-job. Im enjoying the lazy idyllic pleasure as this goes on for a couple of iterations. Keira’s turn again – this time she starts sucking hard but stops midway through her time since she knows she can’t finish me. Anvi’s turn – she senses that I may be aroused enough and so she goes for it, sucking on my dick like a vacuum cleaner and then going up and down on the shaft feverishly. She almost has me but doesn’t finish it. Now my pleasure is turning to a sure but sweet penis fatigue. I’m moaning loudly with every move on my penis. The girls are enjoying their hold on me. They take a break to gulp down some beer.

“I think he’s mine!” Keira says.

She attacks my dick slowly but firmly and then all of a sudden deep-throats me.

“oooooooaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh!!”

I come into Keira’s mouth as she holds up her hand in victory. The girls kiss and Keira shares some of my semen with her mistress. Its 5-2 in Keira’s favor for the year.

The water, the sun, the beer and the blowjob take their toll on me and I nod off to to a nice afternoon nap.

Saturday Evening

It is 9 pm

We are whizzing to a private club at the outskirts of the city for a night of dinner, drinks and dancing.

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