The Unexpected Threesome

The room was thick with tension, the air heavy with the scent of arousal and whisky. Yusuf’s hands were firm on my hips, his lips tracing a path down my neck as Rizwan watched from the edge of the bed, his eyes wide with a mix of nervousness and desire. I could feel the weight of their gazes, the heat of their breath, the way my body trembled under their touch.

Yusuf pulled back slightly, his dark eyes locking onto mine. “You’re beautiful, Maya,” he murmured, his voice low and husky. “But you’re holding back. Let go.” His hands moved to the hem of my salwar suit, and with a swift motion, he pulled it over my head, leaving me in nothing but my black push-up bra and panties. I gasped, my hands instinctively moving to cover myself, but Yusuf caught my wrists, pinning them gently but firmly above my head.

“Don’t,” he said, his voice soft but commanding. “Let us see you.” His eyes roamed over my body, and I could feel the heat of his gaze as it lingered on my curves. I knew I should feel exposed, vulnerable, but instead, I felt a strange sense of power. This is what I’ve always wanted, I thought. To be seen, to be desired, to be a woman in every sense of the word.

Rizwan shifted uncomfortably on the edge of the bed, his eyes darting between Yusuf and me. “I-I don’t know if I should…” he stammered, his voice shaky.

Yusuf turned to him, a sly smile playing on his lips. “Relax, Rizwan. You’re here to enjoy yourself, aren’t you?” He released my wrists and stepped back, gesturing for Rizwan to take his place. “Go on. Touch her. She won’t bite.”

My heart pounded in my chest as Rizwan hesitated for a moment before moving closer. His hands were trembling as they reached out to touch me, his fingers brushing against my waist. I could feel the warmth of his skin, the way his breath hitched as he traced the curve of my hip.

“You’re so soft,” he whispered, his voice barely audible. “I’ve never… I’ve never been with someone like you before.”

I smiled softly, reaching out to take his hand in mine. “It’s okay,” I said, my voice gentle. “We can take it slow.” I could see the relief in his eyes, the way his shoulders relaxed as he let out a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding.

Yusuf, meanwhile, was watching us with a predatory grin. “That’s right, Rizwan. Take your time. Enjoy her.” He moved to the other side of the bed, his hands roaming over my thighs as he leaned in to kiss me again. His lips were demanding, his tongue probing, and I could feel the heat of his body as he pressed against me.

I moaned softly, my hands moving to grip the sheets beneath me as the sensations overwhelmed me. Yusuf’s hands were everywhere, his touch both rough and tender, while Rizwan’s hesitant caresses sent shivers down my spine. I could feel the tension building in my body, the way my skin tingled with every touch, every kiss.

Yusuf pulled back, his eyes dark with desire as he looked down at me. “You’re ready for more, aren’t you?” he asked, his voice low and husky. I nodded, my breath coming in short gasps as he reached behind me to unhook my bra. The cool air hit my skin as the fabric fell away, and I could feel the weight of their gazes as they took in the sight of my bare breasts.

Rizwan’s hands trembled as he reached out to touch me, his fingers brushing against my nipples. I gasped, my back arching as the sensation sent a jolt of pleasure through me. “You’re so beautiful,” he whispered, his voice filled with awe. “I’ve never seen anything like you.”

Yusuf chuckled, his hand moving to my panties as he slid them down my legs. “You’re in for a treat, Rizwan,” he said, his voice thick with desire. “She’s everything you’ve ever imagined and more.”

I could feel the heat of their bodies as they surrounded me, the way their hands explored every inch of my skin. Yusuf’s fingers moved between my legs, his touch sending waves of pleasure through me as he teased me. I moaned, my hips moving against his hand as the sensations overwhelmed me.

“That’s it, Maya,” Yusuf murmured, his lips brushing against my ear. “Let go. Let us make you feel good.”

I could feel Rizwan’s lips on my neck, his hands roaming over my body as he explored me with a mix of curiosity and desire. This is it, I thought. This is what I’ve always wanted. The sensations were overwhelming, the pleasure building with every touch, every kiss, every caress.

Yusuf’s fingers moved faster, his touch driving me closer to the edge. I could feel the tension in my body, the way my muscles tightened as the pleasure built. “I’m close,” I gasped, my voice trembling with desire. “Please, don’t stop.”

Yusuf smiled, his eyes dark with lust as he leaned in to kiss me again. “Then let go, Maya. Let us take you there.”

And I did. The pleasure exploded through me, my body shuddering as wave after wave of ecstasy washed over me. I could feel their hands on me, their lips on my skin, as they continued to pleasure me, their touches only intensifying the sensations.

“That’s it, Maya,” Yusuf murmured, his voice rough with desire. “You’re doing so well.”

Rizwan’s hands trembled as he continued to explore me, his eyes wide with wonder. “You’re incredible,” he whispered, his voice filled with awe. “I’ve never felt anything like this.”

Yusuf chuckled, his hand moving to my hip as he turned me onto my side. “You’re not done yet, Maya,” he said, his voice low and husky. “We’re just getting started.”

I could feel his body pressing against mine, the heat of his arousal as he positioned himself behind me. My heart pounded in my chest as I realized what he was about to do. This is it, I thought. This is what I’ve been waiting for.

Yusuf’s hands gripped my hips as he pushed inside me, the sensation sending a jolt of pleasure through me. I gasped, my hands gripping the sheets as he began to move, his thrusts slow and deliberate.

Rizwan watched us with wide eyes, his own arousal evident as he fumbled with the zipper of his pants. “Can I…?” he started, his voice shaky.

Yusuf nodded, a sly grin spreading across his face. “Go ahead, Rizwan. Take her. She’s all ours.”

I could feel Rizwan’s hands on me, his lips on my skin, as he positioned himself in front of me. My breath hitched as he entered me, the sensation overwhelming as both men moved in unison, their thrusts sending waves of pleasure through me.

“You’re so tight,” Rizwan whispered, his voice filled with awe. “I’ve never felt anything like this.”

Yusuf chuckled, his hands gripping my hips as he increased his pace. “That’s because she’s perfect,” he said, his voice thick with desire. “Now let’s make her feel good.”

I could feel the tension building in my body, the way my muscles tightened as the pleasure built. “I’m close,” I gasped, my voice trembling with desire. “Please, don’t stop.”