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Flat Party With Couples Ended In Full Swap Filth

Flat Party With Couples Ended In Full Swap Filth

10 min readDesi Sex Kahani

I never planned any of this shit. Last Saturday me and my wife Nisha were just sitting in our Ahmedabad flat waiting for friends. Karan and Aisha reached first with two bottles of whiskey. Then Varun and Simran walked in laughing loud already half tipsy from the drive. Six of us total. Normal society friends from the same circle. Food on the table, music low, and pegs filling fast. That night turned into my desi group sex kahani before I even understood what was happening.

Nisha wore that tight black kurti that always shows her heavy breasts when she bends. Aisha came in jeans that stuck to her round ass. Simran had a simple salwar but you could see she wore no bra under the thin top. We men kept stealing looks while talking office bakchodi and cricket. After three rounds the jokes got dirty. Karan said yaar last week I caught Aisha touching herself while watching some film. Aisha slapped his arm but she was smiling. Simran said at least your husband looks, mine just snores. Everyone laughed hard. Nisha poured more whiskey and sat closer to Varun on the sofa like it was nothing.

I watched my wife lean on Varun and something in my head clicked loose. I put my hand on Aisha thigh right there. She did not push it away. She looked at Karan and he just raised his glass like carry on yaar. That was the green signal. Music still playing some old bollywood remix. Lights dim. I slid my hand higher under Aisha jeans waistband and felt warm soft skin. She opened her legs a bit. Nisha saw it and instead of shouting she put her hand straight on Varun crotch and squeezed. Varun groaned and said fuck Nisha your hand is hot.

Clothes Start Coming Off Fast

Karan pulled Simran onto his lap and started kissing her neck hard. She moaned and ground on him. Within minutes shirts were open. I pulled Aisha top up and her big brown breasts bounced free. Dark nipples already hard. I sucked one while my fingers pushed inside her wet panties. She was soaked. She said Rohan your fingers feel thick put more. I pushed two fingers deep in her chut and finger fucked her right there on the sofa while Karan watched and stroked his own cock through pants.

Nisha was on her knees between Varun legs by then. She pulled his pant down and his thick dark lund sprang out. She licked the head like she was tasting ice cream then took half in her mouth. Varun held her hair and thrust up. I never saw my wife suck another man so hungry. It made my cock rock hard. Aisha noticed and opened my zip. She pulled my lund out and started stroking fast while I kept fingering her. Karan had Simran bent over the centre table. He yanked her salwar down and shoved his face in her ass. She yelped then pushed back saying eat it properly.

Soon all clothes were in a pile. Six naked bodies in the living room. Sweat and whiskey smell mixed. I made Aisha bend and I pushed my cock inside her chut from behind in one go. She was tight and dripping. I fucked her with long strokes while she sucked Karan cock. Double action. Nisha climbed on Varun and sat on his lund facing me so I could watch his thick shaft disappear in my wife pussy. She bounced hard, breasts flying, mouth open. Simran crawled under them and licked where Varun and Nisha joined. Filthy and perfect.

I grabbed Aisha hips and pounded faster. Her ass slapped against me. She moaned with Karan cock in her mouth so the sound came out muffled. Karan said take it deeper randi and pushed her head down. Spit ran down her chin. I reached under and rubbed her clit rough. She shook and came on my cock, walls squeezing hard. I pulled out so I would not finish yet and slapped her wet ass. Red mark showed quick.

Everyone Swaps Without Talking Much

We moved to the big mattress we dragged to the floor. No more polite turns. Nisha lay on her back and I pushed my cock in her mouth while Varun fucked her chut deep. She gagged on me every time Varun thrust hard. Aisha sat on Nisha face after I moved and made my wife lick her. Two women grinding, wet sounds loud. Karan took Simran doggy next to them and hammered her so the whole mattress shook. Simran screamed yes fuck that chut break it. Her heavy breasts swung under her.

I switched to Aisha again. This time I lay down and she rode me reverse so everyone could see her stretched pussy taking my lund. Karan came over and fed her his cock from front. She sucked and rode at same time like a machine. Varun pulled out of Nisha and shoved his shiny cock into Simran mouth so she could taste my wife. Then he moved behind Simran and pushed into her ass slow. She had never taken ass before with us watching. She bit the pillow and said slow yaar it burns then after a minute she said harder now fill it.

Nisha watched that and got jealous hot. She came to me, pushed Aisha off gently and sat on my face. I licked her swollen clit while she faced Aisha and they kissed with tongue. Two wives making out above me, juices dripping on my chin. Karan fucked Aisha missionary right beside my head so I heard every wet slap. He said look at your wife Rohan she is milking me. Aisha legs locked around him and she came again shaking.

I flipped Nisha onto all fours and slammed into her from behind. Deep and rough the way she likes when she is drunk. Her ass jiggled. Varun came in front and she sucked him while getting fucked. Spit and precum mixed on her lips. Simran was on her back with Karan and Aisha both playing with her. Aisha sat on Simran face and Karan fucked Simran pussy hard. Triple stack almost. The room smelled of sex strong. Sweat ran down backs. Someone knocked a glass and nobody cared.

I pulled out of Nisha and told Varun to fuck her ass. He spat on her hole and pushed in slow. Nisha screamed then pushed back taking it. I slid under and put my cock in her chut so she had both holes filled. Double penetration first time for her with another man. She went crazy moaning continuous. Aisha watched and fingered herself fast. Karan made Simran suck his balls while he stroked. Then he came over and slapped his cock on Nisha face. She opened mouth and took him too for a second. Three men on one wife. Filthy picture.

Floor Full Of Bodies Till Late

We kept rotating like that for long. No one kept count. I fucked Simran pussy while she licked Aisha. Then I fucked Aisha ass while Nisha sat on Aisha face. Karan took both my wife and Simran in turns, leaving their chuts red and open. Varun had stamina like animal. He made Nisha and Aisha kiss his cock together then fucked whoever was free. Women were leaking cream down thighs. Men were shiny with their juices.

At one point all three women were on their knees in a row. We three men stood and fucked their mouths one by one moving down the line. Face fucking rough. Tears in eyes but they kept hands behind backs like they wanted it. I came first down Simran throat. She swallowed most and showed the rest on tongue. Karan pulled out and sprayed thick ropes on Aisha breasts and face. Varun lasted longer then pulled from Nisha mouth and painted her tongue and chin white. Women licked each other clean after that. Aisha sucked my half hard cock back to life while tasting the mix.

Second round started slower but dirtier. I lay down and Nisha sat on my cock. Aisha sat on my face. Simran straddled my leg and rubbed her wet chut on my skin. The two other men fucked whoever hole was free from sides. Hands everywhere. Fingers in asses. Spit used as lube. Nisha leaned forward and kissed Aisha while both rode me. I felt full and used in best way. Karan pushed into Nisha ass while she was on my cock so again she took two. She came so hard she almost blacked out shaking and squirting a little on my stomach.

Varun took Simran against the wall standing, lifting one of her legs. He pounded fast and dirty talking in her ear. She clawed his back. Then he brought her back and made her sit on Aisha face while he fucked Aisha. Chain of pleasure. I got behind Simran and pushed into her already used ass. Tight ring gripped me. She cursed in Hindi mixed with English saying madarchod slow then immediately harder. I gave harder. Balls slapping.

Time blurred. We drank water straight from bottles between rounds. Bodies sticky. Floor wet in places. Nisha sucked me while Karan fucked her doggy. I held her head and thrust into her throat matching his rhythm. Aisha and Simran scissored slow then fast rubbing clits together until both shook. Men watched and stroked then joined again. I came second time deep in Aisha chut. She kept me inside till every drop pumped. Karan finished on Simran back and rubbed it in. Varun came inside Nisha and she pushed it out so we all saw the cream pie drip.

Even after that we did not stop complete. Soft touching turned hard again. I ate Nisha creamed pussy clean then fucked her slow missionary looking in her eyes but no romance shit just raw ownership. She said you like watching them use me. I said yes and thrust deeper. Beside us Karan had both Aisha and Simran sucking his cock together tongues swirling. Varun fingered whoever was free. Final mess was all six in one tangle. Cocks in pussies and mouths switching every minute. Asses up. Moans overlapping. Someone bit a shoulder. Someone slapped an ass hard enough to echo.

When the sky outside started getting light we finally slowed. Bodies collapsed on the mattress and sofa. Breathing heavy. Nisha curled against me sticky and smiling tired. Aisha lay with her head on Karan stomach. Simran had one leg over Varun. No one spoke big words. Just small laughs and requests for water. My cock felt raw. Their chuts looked puffy and used. Perfect.

Later we ordered food and ate half naked. Jokes came back but softer. Everyone knew this was not one time only. Before they left Aisha kissed me full on mouth tasting like everyone. Simran squeezed my cock through towel and said next week your turn to visit our place. Nisha hugged both women long. Karan clapped my back and said solid night yaar. Varun just grinned tired.

I closed the door after them and looked at the mess. Empty bottles, clothes everywhere, mattress ruined. Nisha came from behind and held my still sensitive lund. She said we are doing this again soon. I pushed her against the wall and fingered her open sore chut just to hear her hiss. Then we both slept like dead till afternoon.

Even now when I stroke myself I remember Aisha bouncing, Simran taking ass, Nisha stuffed full by two cocks, the smell, the wet sounds, the way nobody said stop. Pure group filth with people we see in society meetings. That Saturday rewired something. Next gathering is already planned. More whiskey. Same flat or theirs. Same hunger. I will fuck every one of those women again and watch my wife take every lund offered. No limits left after that night.

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