A Night of Forbidden Desires

The monsoon rain pattered softly against the windows of Raj and Priya's upscale apartment in Mumbai. They'd been married for nine years, their passion still burning bright, but lately, they'd been exploring new fantasies in hushed tones under the sheets. Raj was close to his childhood friend, Arjun—a tall, handsome software engineer who'd recently moved back to the city after years abroad. One tipsy evening, Priya had admitted she found Arjun incredibly attractive, his sharp jawline and confident smile making her pulse quicken. To her surprise, Raj wasn't jealous; he was aroused by the thought.

Tonight, they'd invited Arjun over for dinner and drinks. Priya looked breathtaking in a deep red saree that draped elegantly over her curvaceous figure, her long black hair loose and fragrant with jasmine. The low-cut blouse revealed just enough to tease, and Raj couldn't stop stealing glances. Arjun arrived with a bottle of fine whiskey, dressed in a crisp shirt that hugged his athletic build.

Dinner was filled with laughter—reminiscing about school pranks and old crushes. As the whiskey warmed them, Priya leaned in, her bindi glowing under the soft lights. "Arjun bhaiya," she teased with a playful smile, "Raj tells me you were quite the charmer back in college. Ever shared a girl with your best friend?"

Arjun nearly choked on his drink, his dark eyes flicking to Raj. "Priya! That's bold. And with Raj? You're joking, right?"

Raj smirked, his hand resting possessively on Priya's thigh under the table, inching the saree up slightly. "Not joking, yaar. We've talked about it. You, me... and Priya. If you're up for it."

Priya's cheeks flushed a deep crimson, but her eyes sparkled with excitement. "I'm serious, Arjun. I've... thought about it. Both of you. Together."

Arjun set his glass down, a slow grin spreading. "Bloody hell. You're both insane... but yeah, Priya, you've always been stunning. Raj, you're really okay sharing your wife?"

Raj nodded, pulling Priya into a deep kiss right there. "More than okay. Seeing you with her... it'll be the hottest thing ever."

The air thickened as they moved to the plush sofa in the living room. Priya sat between them, her pallu slipping slightly to reveal the swell of her breasts. She turned to Raj first, kissing him passionately, her tongue exploring his mouth. Arjun watched, his breathing heavy.

"Touch me, Arjun," Priya whispered, guiding his hand to her waist.

Arjun's fingers traced the soft skin exposed by her saree, while Raj kissed her neck. "Priya, you're so beautiful," Arjun murmured. "I've dreamed about this."

Raj pulled back, voice low and commanding. "Undress her, dost. Slowly."

Arjun's hands trembled slightly as he unwrapped Priya's saree, the fabric pooling at her feet. She stood in her petticoat and blouse, then let the blouse fall, revealing lacy black lingerie that contrasted beautifully against her golden skin.

"Waah, Priya," Arjun groaned. "You're a goddess."

Priya smiled wickedly, dropping to her knees. "Now, let me taste you both." She unzipped Raj first, taking his thick cock into her warm mouth, sucking with familiar expertise. "Mmm, Raj... you know how I love this."

Raj groaned, stroking her hair. "Good girl. Show Arjun what that mouth can do."

She switched to Arjun, her lips stretching around his impressive length. "Arjun... you're so big," she moaned, licking from base to tip.

"Fuck, Priya," Arjun hissed, his head falling back. "Your tongue... incredible."

Raj knelt behind her, sliding her panties aside and fingering her wet folds. "She's soaked, yaar. Dripping for us."

They carried her to the bedroom, the king-sized bed welcoming them. Raj entered her first, thrusting deep into her tight pussy. "Aah, Priya... always so perfect."

Arjun fed her his cock, her moans vibrating around him. "Raj, she's clenching already. So hot."

"Take her now," Raj said, pulling out reluctantly.

Arjun positioned himself, sliding in slowly. Priya arched, crying out in Hindi, "Arjun... itna mota... oh god!"

Raj watched, stroking himself. "Look at her take you, dost. My wife loving your lund."

Priya reached for Raj. "I need both. Please."

They arranged carefully—Priya on top of Raj, riding him slowly as he filled her pussy. Arjun prepared her gently with lube, easing into her ass.

"Aah! Yes... full... so full," Priya gasped, her body trembling. "Fuck me, dono... harder!"

"You feel amazing, Priya," Raj panted, thrusting up.

Arjun matched the rhythm, his hands gripping her hips. "You're taking us so well, baby."

Their bodies moved in harmony, sweat glistening on brown skin, the room echoing with moans and the slap of flesh.

"I'm coming... oh fuck, I'm coming!" Priya screamed, her orgasm crashing over her, walls pulsing around them.

Raj followed, spilling deep inside her with a guttural moan. "Priya... love you."

Arjun pulled out, coming across her back. "That was... unreal."

They collapsed together, Priya nestled between her husband and his friend, bodies entwined.

"That was the best," Priya sighed contentedly, kissing them both. "We must do this again."

Raj chuckled, holding her close. "Whenever you want, jaan."

Arjun grinned, tracing patterns on her skin. "I'm always in, bhabhi. Best night of my life."

As the rain continued outside, the three drifted into satisfied sleep, knowing this secret bond would only grow stronger.