Disha's Fun With Friend - Episode 3
Hello friends this is Soham back again with my wife’s experience as promised. For those who don’t know me please click on my name above or search my name on the IPE browser. I am back with Disha’s 3rd experience. You can write your feedback on [email protected]. For all those who don’t know, my wife Disha, is 26 year old with 32B breasts. Prior to this incident, my wife had sex with an internet friend Aditya and a threesome with 2 waiters in Himachal which u can search and read. Disha was slim when we married and as time passed she got mature physically too. This incident took place some days after we were back from Himachal. Disha had grown fat during those days. I was and am still fond of her and fuck her daily. And putting on some flesh added to her ever smiling beautiful face. It was the rainy season of 2014. June end as I can recall. Constant breastfeeding and overpampering had taken a toll on her figure. It was one such day when it was raining heavily in Mumbai. Me and my neighbor friend Ritvik were busy in seeing a cricket match on tv while it was pouring heavily outside. My son started crying and Disha who was cooking food had to stop and she started breastfeeding my son turning the other side. She had turned a bit careless and after feeding my son, as she got up to keep him back in the cradle, she forgot my friend was there too and carelessly without adjusting the nightgown properly kept him back in front of us. My friend who was there watching the match had a great show of her left breast. I saw it too and could see him getting uncomfortable. I sensed the situation and continued looking at the cricket match as he checked me too. He had a big tent for some time and we continued watching the match. Me and Disha had a chat that night. She did not do it deliberately. I pitched up the idea of sex with Ritvik. He was 5 feet 7 inches or so and had a normal physique. Disha was afraid and said no as it might lead to her being labelled as slut as Ritvik may just tell everyone. I had known Ritvik from our childhood. He was 2 years older to me and was single. He knew how to keep secrets but such an encounter was risky. Nevertheless I wanted Ritvik to feel my wife’s beauty. It so happened that Ritvik lost his grandfather who lived in his village in Mahabeleshwar, Maharashtra. My family being close to his family, we decided to go for the 12 day rites in his village. We were going to stay overnight for 2 days and were going to return immediately as I had a shop to run. Ritvik too didn’t get any leave from his office and we decided to go together. After some rigorous search I could book a private Indica but no driver. Luckily Ritvik knew how to drive. We set for his village on Thursday night after dinner. Ritvik was driving while Disha, me and my son were sitting behind. My mother was already at his village for the past 10 days. My son has an unusual knack of crying at the most crucial time and it was no different again. We had barely left the city when he started crying. It was raining a bit and Ritvik was enjoying driver on the roads. The car was too fast. I had dozed off a bit and was snoring when my son started crying. Disha unaware parted her saree pallu and gave her breast to suckle. Ritvik suddenly slowed down the car and was driving at nearly 40kmph or so. Disha asked him the matter and he just said that the rain is heavier. He was in fact checking out my wife breastfeeding. I saw it around the corner of my eyes and could make out how much he was enjoying. Disha caught him looking at her through the rear view mirror and asked him sternly what was he looking at. Ritvik fumbled a bit and replied that he couldn’t take his eyes off and that he was sorry. He said that he saw her the other day too and that he liked it. Disha pressed my hand a bit in the dark. I reciprocated too. She took it as a yes. She cross questioned him about what he likes so much. Ritvik was getting in the groove. A 27 year old man without a gf would. Anyone would. He said that it was his fantasy to see a beautiful lady like Disha feed her child. He looked at me and asked her whether she would like to hear a compliment from him. Disha nodded and he said that she had the best breast he had ever seen in porn too and that he wanted to taste her milk at least for some seconds. I had a great hard on by then and was getting restless. Disha said that she cant risk her chastity and that he might get used to it. Ritvik promised that it will be one time and not forever. Disha said that she will think about it and that if she says no Ritvik shouldn’t trouble her again. We reached the village early on in the morning and slept. I got up at 10 o clock and saw Disha coming out of the bathroom. She had just taken a bath while my mother was preparing food. The 12 day rites were scheduled for Saturday. We had a full day to enjoy. Disha called me after I took a bath and told me everything. She thought I was asleep. I asked her to enjoy with Ritvik as I was sure he wont trouble us again. Around 5pm I asked them lets go and see the fields around the village. It was cloudy and winds were blowing too. I quietly asked Disha to use our old idea and I acted as if my head was paining. I asked them to carry on and started my journey back. Disha took my cue properly and I could see her taking her mobile out of the handbag and I started walking back, She smiled at me and I came back. I stopped near a chai stall and started chatting with the chaiwala nearby. He too started asking me questions and after nearly 2 hours it started raining. I came back home expecting them to be back too. But both of them were nowhere to be seen. My mother asked me. I said I stopped at the chaiwala while coming back and they must be here around. Luckily they both came back drenched. Ritvik was looking nervous while Disha was calm. I knew they had fun. She changed clothes and after dinner, I asked for her phone.