Chess Game To Sex Game – Part 2

Chess Game To Sex Game - Part 2
Hi all! Hope you read my previous story. Here I am with another episode of my sex escapades, which you’ll find interesting and your valuable comments and suggestions are most welcome. We had exciting ‘games’ with Sharath unabatedly within the four walls of our room for a fortnight. At that time talking of sex in public or having the same-sex partners in those days was considered as immoral, unethical and highly reprimandable. We were going strong and were planning for experimentation. One evening, Sharath returned from the volleyball game to the room accompanied by a guy called Suraj. I had known him casually as a hostel mate, our batchmate, interested in chess, music, etc. But with maths as the major and so not as a close friend. Sharath told that Suraj knew everything about me and was eager to meet me. He was of Sharath’s height, fair. But he appeared stronger with his gym-toned body exhibiting broad shoulders, massive biceps, raised bun-like firm pecs, with a deep furrow in between. He had an ever smiling face, neatly trimmed mustache and curly hair, totally mesmerizing the onlooker. He was in track pants and blue sports vest with tight armholes, sweating profusely. In short, he was a macho guy. He congratulated me for my excellent stage performance during hostel day function. He complimented Sharath for having such an attractive and talented roommate like me. I shook hands with him, muttering thanks, while Sharath suggested that we have a session of a chess game. We discussed more music and sundries for about half an hour. After Suraj left us, settling for the weekend in his room, Sharath nudged me. He asked, “What do you think of my friend? Is he ok for the game? You also seem to be really interested in him!” “What do you mean? He’s a strong, muscular, nice, handsome and friendly guy with varied interests. I like him,” I said. “Very true. You’ll know more of him shortly. I’m eagerly waiting for the weekend,” he chuckled. After lunch on Saturday, being a free day, the hostel wore a deserted look. Sharath accompanied me to Suraj’s room in the adjacent block. Suraj welcomed us inside closing the door behind him. He was alone. His roommate would be returning only next morning after visiting his cousin. In shorts and topless, profusely apologizing for his appearance. “It’s ok, da. Don’t have to be so formal with us. Let’s go ahead with the game and finish it fast, ok?” Sharath told, sitting next to Suraj on the bed with his arm over his friend’s shoulder. In the meanwhile, my eyes were secretly surveying his immaculately smooth chest. His two raisins- like perky nipples perched on the fairly large oval, honey-colored and slightly puffed-up areolas. A few hairs in the furrow between the pecs, running down to the navel and beyond. It was totally a visual treat and I felt itchy and had a stir in me, looking at him in close quarters. Sharath saw me staring at Suraj intently but kept quiet. Soon, I got into my senses and suggested that all of us played two games against one another. After nearly two hours’ play, Suraj, looking exhausted, yawned and stretched his arms over the head to relax his tightened muscles. Thus exhibiting his bushy armpit hairs with beads of sweat and striking a sexy pose. He came near me, shook hands and suddenly gave me a bear hug. His strong man-scent hitting my nostrils. I felt more embarrassed at his comment that he loved my soft, supple lady-like body and I whispered, “Thanks, you’re no less, I must say. You have such a strong, masculine physique that any girl will fall for you.” Sharath, giving me a sharp stare, said, “Enough, enough, right now, we are attracted by your bewitching beauty. Frankly, we want a different game with you. I’ve already discussed it with him and he’s ok for it. So, shall we?” I sensed something fishy. I was feeling uncomfortable and butterflies were fluttering in my stomach, with a myriad of thoughts crossing my mind, suggested that we go out for sometime after tea and have a post-dinner game. Both of them agreed reluctantly and after freshening up, we went for a stroll and were back in the hostel. Once back in the room after dinner, Sharath started his pranks on me. He was crushing my boobs, pinching and tweaking my perky nipples. He was caressing the crotch, asking Suraj also to join him and enjoy, who was eager, but hesitant. I was still not convinced. But I experienced light shock waves all over me. I involuntarily let out a soft moan that encouraged Suraj to fondle me. He was kneading my spongy, bouncy boobs and exclaiming,” Wow! What fantastic spongy mouth-watering and suckable tits you have, I say! Let me share with Sharath, ok?” The bulge in their shorts twitched as my palms caught hold of their rigid rods. They enjoyed my grip and pulled me closer to sandwich me between them. All of us were highly charged by now. The room was filled with the heat of our horny minds and bodies. I observed lust in their eyes, demanding as much sex excitement as possible. We knew that there was no looking back, with the floodgates open. We surged ahead to seek the pleasure of the forbidden fruit. In no time, we were in tight hugs, plunging into the foreplay. My face was buried in the firm chest of Suraj with a shower of kisses. Sharath was behind me with his erect tool poking my bums and his palms kneading my breasts. I got a creepy sensation around the nipples and in the tool kit below. Suraj gave me lip kiss for a few minutes. With his palms caressing my back and breasts over the fabric and his tool kissing my pubis. I could not believe that it was really happening! With all inhibitions gone with the wind and with minimum light in the room. Preparing for worst and to abort our encounter, if disturbed! We were madly groping one another passionately. We became naked, letting our hot, stiff rods dance in the air and naked bodies rub against one another, generating a lot of heat around us.

They admired my nubile body and made me give seductive poses. After the kissing, hugging and smooching spree, I suggested that we exchanged positions and sides. I continue to have more of sucking pleasure. Sharath understood and explained to Suraj that I and Sharath would feast on his taut nipples, followed by them on me and so on. I smeared the ice cream(served during dinner) all over his chest, nipples, and lips asking Sharath to copy me for licking it clean and feasting on him. Our erotic and feverish nipple-sucking session lasted for more than 30 minutes. Much to their surprise at my ‘innovation’ and our maximum delight. Suddenly, Suraj went on his knees and started stroking our dicks for cock-servicing. But I stopped him suggesting that we go for cocksucking also simultaneously. But Suraj was not convinced and exclaimed, “Oh! Not again. Let me go ahead.” Sharath concurred with my idea and drew a triangle. I explained to Suraj how an uninterrupted threesome fun can be achieved just by changing sides. Suraj spread a sheet on the floor. We positioned ourselves in such a way that all of us would have one cock to suck at a time. This idea though looked crazy and absurd, worked out very well. We had continuous triangular and delightful cocksucking pleasure for nearly 15 minutes. Suraj commended me for the ‘brilliant’ idea and wanted a second round. I agreed. This time I went ahead to suck their honey sacs and beyond to render them excited. Occasional teasing of their asscracks made them breathless and they wished for more. They demanded the ultimate pleasure of cock-servicing by me. So, I made them lie on the bed side by side. I had a brief, delicious, nipple-servicing, rousing them far and high. Then I crept down to their crotch to catch hold of their iron rod like manhoods. Bending down, I held both the uncut, slippery cocks. They were bathed in copious, glistening precum (reflecting their horniness) in my palms. I examined them closely. Both were of almost the same length, but Suraj’s was thicker with crimson crown and mouth-filling. I was in a dilemma as to which one to taste first! I rubbed both the bulbs against each other to render them electrified. I pushed both the bulbs into my mouth. I started licking/sucking like them ice candy/lollipop, teasing the slits now and then. Both of them shivered, pushed my head down gagging me totally. My jaw ached since the rods choked me. I couldn’t take them fully in. I gave a good blowjob to Suraj by going deeper till the base and getting tickled by his pubic hairs. I was a simultaneous jerking of Sharath’s tool. Both jumped up, moaning in ecstasy. It was evident that the testosterone levels in us soared up and my fast, furious sucking rendered them shiver. Their moans became louder as against the stillness outside. It declared that they were in 7th heaven. Soon, they reached the climax almost at the same time. They arched their torso and without warning, spewed their love juice into my mouth in spurts. Turning into a cocktail most of which flowed out wetting their pubis. I got up, gave them the taste of their jism through lip kiss which they drank happily. I looked at them and asked, “Satisfied and happy?” But Suraj’s remark that he would have the maximum satisfaction, if only I fucked him, baffled me. I looked bewildered, being the first time for me. But Sharath comforted me saying, “No problem, Bala. I’m here to guide you and get it from you later, understood?” He got coconut oil from the shelf, smeared it liberally on my rigid cock and into Suraj’s man-cunt. He was lying on his back with legs spread out(missionary position, as is known now). He fingerfucked him to dilate the hole and guided my penis into the cave. It was initially difficult and painful for Suraj. But Sharath’s forceful pushing of my bums, made my cock slip into Suraj’s waiting hole with pain changing to pleasure for him. Sharath asked me to push deeper and not slip out. Once I was ready after initial hiccups, he positioned himself on Suraj for parallel cocksucking. He asked me to fuck Suraj with push and pull motion. Now, having got adjusted, I steadily increased the speed and assfucked him continuously for nearly 15 minutes. My honey sac hit his asscheeks and my pubis kissing his balls. Soon, realizing that I had reached the climax, I ejaculated my hot juice into Suraj. I rested on Sharath’s back until the limp cock slipped out. During this, they had also reached a crescendo. Their mouths also got filled with their nectar, which they gulped and gave me also the taste of the cocktail of their semen. Though tired and spent, we got up and hugging, kissing mutually and feeling sticky all over. We agreed in unison that we were on cloud 9, enjoying our game to the core. We would like many more of sextravaganzas in future too! Both of them commended and thanked me profusely for the artistic, skillful, exciting session and for making them the happiest guys! I nodded and complimented them for introducing me to a new phase of enjoyment in sex. They gifted me with another round of exciting boob-sucking(my passion) and leaving my nipples red and highly swollen. It was nearing 11 pm and we were exhausted to the core. But very happy and contented after the interesting episode of lovemaking and pleasure-seeking in the sex world. We heard some voices outside, indicating the return of the inmates from their outings. After clean-up and dressing, we said “Goodnight” to Suraj with a kiss and left for our room, leaving Suraj fully satiated and thrilled. Thank you!