Adultery Journey of a Cuckold

[Darksam]

It wasn't surprising to me to that our friendship had grown beyond societal norms. We were four childhood friends, who grew up together and managed to keep in touch with each other, even after our paths separated. Life in a small town, perhaps, has these advantages. Our elite 4-people group expanded to include our wives, as one by one each of my friends got married. With in a matter of couple of years all my friends had gotten married and we had three more adorable people in our group. At 27, I was still after my first love and wouldn't even consider taking the arranged marriage route, as my friends took.


As luck would have it, my friends moved to the United States in pursuit of a bright future and liberal lifestyle. I was still stuck in India, hoping that Mayuri would eventually accept my proposal. I already had couple of job offers from US companies but didn't take them up since I believed that it was only a matter of time before Mayuri accepted my proposal. My friends on the other hand wouldn't understand what was keeping me back. They never gave me a chance with this dove-eyed beauty. So, naturally they were shocked to hear the news of my marriage with Mayuri.

Of all the people, Shrini was very unhappy that I never shared this secret with him. He helped me communicate my feelings to Mayuri back in college when I lacked self belief. I met Mayuri during the final year of my undergraduate studies. She was 6 years junior to us and had just joined the 11th grade class in our junior college. No sooner did she join, word about her beauty started circulating among boys in our college. I still remember - a bunch of folks from our group had made a beeline outside her classroom, just to get a glimpse of her beauty. Although, she was just in her 11th grade, she could put to shame any of the grown up girls with the kind of body she possessed. Being a Kokanastha (Maharashtrian Brahmins from coastal part) ***** it was not surprising that she was gifted with a flawless, fair complexion. She was around 5'4", slightly above average height by Indian standards. Her eyes and her lips were her striking features. She had awesome figure - she was neither skinny nor fat but just perfect. It wasn't surprising that there were lots of guys eyeing her and even proposed to her on rose day. Getting introduced to her was very easy for me. I was the college topper all the years and was expected to score very highly in the final year exams as well. However, carrying a meaningful conversation with her was always difficult for me as I would get distracted time and again by her stunning beauty. In no time she knew that I had a crush on her and so did my friends learn about that.

I still didn't have courage to even ask her out, forget about sharing my feelings with her. Fortunately, my friends came to rescue me there. Realizing that I wouldn't be able to muster courage to confront her with my feelings for her, they sent her twenty-five red roses to her on rose day, on my behalf. I was stunned when I came to know about this. I did meet Mayuri several times after that but we never discussed about this. Later I came to know that she thought that I had sent her the roses and that it was just to communicate her about my feelings for her. While she liked my company, she was more interested in her studies at that point in time and hence she never entertained that idea beyond that point. I, however, managed to make good friends with her even after I moved out of college and we regularly kept in touch. My friends were still unaware of this, though. Shrini was with me in the college and was one of the persons who had engineered the rose day proposal. Given this background, he was understandably very pissed with the news. He, at least, expected me to share this secret with him.

I had to pacify him on the phone for a while before he forgave me for holding onto my little secret but only on the condition that I share with him the gory details of our honeymoon. This was something that I should have expected from him. Shrini & Pratik were downright obnoxious at times and recklessly sharing the gory details of their sex life with us. Shrini and Pratik both regarded Mayuri to be very beautiful and would have pursued her if she had been an easy catch. However, they never left an opportunity of talking dirty about any of the attractive females in our group. In particular, both of them enjoyed sharing their fantasies of boning Mayuri, if only they got a chance. Although, they knew I had a crush on her they never really thought I was very serious about her. I was a bit concerned with all the guy talk we had back then when we quite didn't know how things would pan out in the future.

I am digressing here, though. The reason I kept the little secret from everyone was perhaps only to protect my male ego. None of my friends ever thought that I could even woo Mayuri, forget about getting married to her. She was a ***** by caste, and a very beautiful girl at that. On the other hand, I was a South Indian, not a ***** and was considerably dark skinned than her. I came to know from a close friend of her that her family was against the idea of Mayuri getting married outside her caste. They definitely didn't want her to get married to a dark skinned guy like me. That's the reason, I was not too optimistic but I didn't stop persisting though. It was only after one of her elder cousins eloped with a ***** guy next door that they were forced to seriously think about Mayuri's future. It seemed Mayuri was very keen on getting married to me but her parents were adamant about not having a South Indian Shudra for their son-in-law. Mayuri was in her final year and she had already gotten admission into an US university for her further studies. I too had received my H1B but was deliberately delaying traveling to the US. It didn't take much time after her cousin fled for Mayuri's parents to realize that I was perhaps a much better choice than either a ***** or a Firang for that matter. The fact that Mayuri was just 20 didn't matter and on an auspicious day in the month of February 1997 we got married.

So, finally I got married to the woman of my dreams, or rather a girl of my dreams. We didn't have a very long honeymoon, just a week at the nearest hill station, Matheran. And no I didn't bother sharing the gory details with Shrini or Pratik. In fact, I pretty much avoided contact with them the next couple of months until I finally relocated to the US.

I found a consulting job in one of the high-tech companies in the Silicon Valley and Mayuri joined me a few months later, just before her school started. Mayuri was exceptionally ambitious and it surprised most people to see her get married at such a young age. While, most of our batch mates were enjoying our summer vacations by doing nothing, she was working with her Dad, helping him in his business and understanding the intricacies of Architecture. I had no doubt in my mind that we wouldn't step into the family way before she is into her thirties. It was her hard work and practical knowledge she gained while working with her Dad that enabled her to secure admission into this prestigious school.

Very soon, she was an integral part of our group. Now, our entire elite group was in the US within a 600 mile radius with us being almost at the center. Shrini and Rohini were located in the north near Davis. Pratik and Sneha were located in Fresno, most unlikely area for a software engineer. Vinil and Dolly were located in Los Angeles area. It was very difficult for all of us to meet on a weekly basis, but we made it a point to meet on a monthly basis, at least. And most of the time the meeting was at our place. With frequent meetings, Shrini and Pratik got more of an opportunity to flirt with Mayuri. Mayuri, though, very adroitly handled their lecherous glances and advances. Having exposed to dealing with people in construction business, she knew how to conduct herself among men. I had no doubt that Shrini and Pratik envied me for having such a beautiful wife.

Everything went as it should between friends until the Memorial Day weekend of 1999. Mayuri had just finished her exams and her final project presentation. We had decided to relax at home instead of using the long weekend for sight seeing. All our friends decided to spend the weekend at our place as well. We were outside on the patio having a few drinks and our discussion turned to sex. Shrini was the first one to broach up the topic.

"I have been having sex almost twice a day ever since I got married!" we heard Shrini claim very proudly.

"Really?" I asked eagerly.

"Well it has slowed down these days. Especially the last two years things have mellowed down significantly."

"I guess, that's normal after being married for six years," he added to justify.

Pratik chimed in, "I totally agree!"

"Four years of marriage has had a similar effect on me as well."

Vinil corroborated Shrini and Pratik by saying, "Sex is not everything!"

"Sooner or later there are other aspects of marriage that become more important or pertinent."

And then it was my turn to give my 2 cents.

"Well, I too did it twice in the first six months or so but recently it has been mostly once a day."

Mayuri's studies had significantly curtailed our bedroom encounters, since her course load was very demanding and she was very adamant of finishing it in two years.

"Moreover my consulting job makes it very difficult since I have to travel on a regular basis," I added justifying our low frequency given our fairly new marriage.

"I don't agree with you Vinil," Shrini countered Vinil.

"Other things start becoming more only important after you have kids."

"And none of us have kids yet," he clarified.

"So what are you saying?" asked Pratik.

Shrini looked at our blank expressions and said, "Have you heard the phrase 'Familiarity breeds contempt'"

"Or the phrase 'Variety is the spice of life''" he asked.

"What exactly are you saying," I asked since it seemed too much of a loaded statement to me.

"Well, all I am saying is that we are bored with our mundane life and we need some excitement," Shrini said calmly.

"I agree," both Pratik and Vinil chimed in.

"We need some excitement before we get into the rut of life and have kids," Pratik added.

The more we dwelled on this topic, the more we talked about our mutual experiences and ended up concluding that we needed a little bit of excitement in our life to spike the lost interest in the sex department. Although, I didn't believe Mayuri and I had lost interest in the sex but the frequency had mellowed down and certainly it never lived up to the expectations I had from myself before marriage. As a single guy, I believed that I would be having sex every day of my life and never understood why some of the other married folks couldn't keep up their drive. Being married for couple of years made me understand that it takes quite a bit of energy to have sex and having it every night is Herculean effort, quite beyond most people's capabilities.

During that discussion, I came to understand that Mayuri and I were truly naïve in the sex department. My close friends had been far more adventurous and had tried quite a few esoteric positions and also experimented with quite a few toys that were easily accessible here. Mayuri and I on the other hand usually engaged in missionary style sex and occasionally engaged in doggy style sex. Besides that we didn't try anything adventurous till date, although oral sex was not uncommon between us.

It was inevitable that our discussion steered to forbidden topics in our community. As expected it was Shrini who started it by saying, "I think we should try swinging."

"Are you out of your mind," yelled Vinil. Pratik and I were a little bit relaxed but definitely not interested in the direction our discussion was heading.

"No I am not," Shrini replied very calmly and added, "I know quite a few of my American colleagues indulge in it and that's what keeps their marriages alive."

"It is not in our culture," retorted Vinil.

"Besides our wives would never agree to something that outrageous," he added thoughtfully.

"I am not worrying about the execution part yet. We need to be convinced that this is the right path before we worry about how to make things happen," said Shrini.

None of us could agree less.

"And it is not as if such things happen only here, I knew of a secret social network in Bombay that organized swapping events."

We were all ears as he continued, "Although outrageous group sex activities never happened there but wife swapping definitely happened."

"They ran a lottery scheme and only wealthy, screened couples were invited."

"The wives usually selected one of the keys from the pooled car keys and then she would be off with the owner of the car for a wild night feast of sex."

"India is not too far behind in these things."

"Anyway, we are all in the US, why should we care about the social taboos in India."

The seeds were sown. Only time would tell if they would bear fruit, I thought to myself. While I agreed with Shrini's point of view, I didn't quite see a reason why one would want to experiment with such a wild idea, given that it could have disastrous consequences. I was perfectly happy with my sex life and didn't see any particular reason to experiment. However, I had been into the marriage only for couple of years and hence didn't quite know how things would materialize in future. Shrini, Pratik, and Vinil were definitely in agreement on the loss of excitement in their marriage after all these years.

I wondered if any one from our group would find any person of opposite sex undesirable. At least, I found all the three women quiet attractive and would relish spending time with them in the bedroom. They were very different and unique in some sense. Sneha was the most voluptuous woman of the lot – her luscious lips almost inviting for a kiss and her pear shaped body was almost perfect example of Indian beauty on the healthier side. Rohini was the skinniest of the lot but she was quite attractive in her own way. Her height, almost 5' 6" was certainly an advantage and her smallish breasts with her cute smile definitely had an aura. Dolly was short and petite, except in the hip region, where she seemed to be a bit well endowed. She was the cutest of the lot. Mayuri was certainly the most beautiful women from our group but had slightly smaller breasts to my taste. I did work on them over the past 2 years to bring them to B+ cup size. Given her age, it was, perhaps, acceptable to have those smallish breasts. As women generally tend to put on a little bit of weight as they age. I always believed that women generally look their best in their 30s. That was perhaps one of the reasons I found Rohini attractive.

The guys on the other hand weren't all that handsome. Vinil was, perhaps, the best looking guy but then he was also the shortest. Even Dolly was slightly taller than him, although he would never admit that. Pratik was a typical Maharashtrian, slightly overweight but yet not undesirably so. Shrini was the skinniest and the tallest of the lot. Overall, one wouldn't rate him as a very attractive but he wasn't bad either. I was slightly dark skinned but I was the person with a very good physique and one who exercised regularly.

All of us moved in, where our wives had gathered together and were listening very intently to what Rohini was saying. Out of sheer inquisitiveness, I asked, "What are you folks talking about?"

Mayuri excitedly responded, "Rohini is talking about her thesis on polyamorous relationships in humans."

I was pretty stunned to hear that and could only ask further, "What about them?" Rohini elaborated, "Actually my thesis is to understand the roots of polyamorous relationships in humans and why such relationships came into existence."

"It is interesting to note that although polygamy is well understood by most Indians, it is not the only form of polyamory."

Sneha added, "And polyandry was also quite popular in some parts of India."

"Polyandry?" All four of us asked in disbelief. The only polyandry we ever heard was that in the Mahabharata age and only one specific case of Draupadi.

"Yes, some of the tribes in Tibet still practice polyandry and it is primarily for economic reasons."

"The amount of irrigable land is scarce and division of such fertile land amongst children reduces the amount available for each and consequently renders it useless."

"So, polyandry is almost an economic compulsion in Tibet and socially acceptable as well," explained Rohini.

"Apart from this, some of the people in Kerala and Bengal used to practice polyandry couple of centuries ago. Even today you could clearly see that they are primarily matriarchal societies," added Rohini.

Dolly excitedly chimed in, "I wonder how the husbands could identify their kids."

"And I always wondered how Draupadi allotted time slots to the Pandavas," blurted Mayuri. All of us could only have hearty laugh. But for Rohini it was a much more serious issue and we all looked towards her to get an expert opinion.

"Well, I don't know how Draupadi managed it but it is quite an issue of mutual understanding and the wife's consent."

"Most of the time, the wife sleeps with her husbands, usually not more than two, on alternate night basis," she explained.

"There is never an issue about whose kid it is, since they are their kids regardless of the actual genetic parentage," she elaborated.

"So, whose kid the wife bears is just a matter of luck, as all of them are having their due share from her."

"Well so much for economic compulsions," she exhaled.

"That explains the origins."

"But what about the revival of polyamory in the west these days?" asked Pratik.

"Well that is an entirely different issue and has no relation to economics or the social structure."

"It is something that I could never comprehend and I have rarely heard of such things lasting lifetime of a person."

"Usually, things fall apart as the mutual attraction decrease over a period of time and they never endeavor into more complex relationships involving children."

"Polyamory needs phenomenal amount of trust and faith to work in the long term."

"Moreover, making it publicly known causes other kind of social issues."

"What about swinging or spouse swapping," I asked only to get that glare from Mayuri and the other women.

"You can't compare swinging with polyamory," yelled Dolly.

"Well, he can," said Rohini surprising every one.

"More often than not, polyamory usually has a primary relationship that is superior to other relationships."

"Such as husband-wife relationship – that is the most important relationship and everything else is secondary."

"So, people usually have polyamorous relationships by having one or two people involved from outside in the relationship."

"It doesn't last for a long time but then that is by design."

"Swinging comes closest to this but then the sole purpose of swinging is just having sex."

"Having said that, people who are seriously into swinging, especially with the same set of people, do eventually develop polyamorous relationships."

"Yes, but all this happens only in the west," said Shrini almost dismissing the idea.

"No, it happens also in India but it is largely under covers," said Rohini.

Rohini had worked as a social worker in India till she moved to the US and had counseled quite a few disgruntled couples, who transgressed the borders of marriage once in a while.

"Indian women are not that adventurous enough for something like this," said Shrini, almost instigating the four women.

Dolly quickly retorted, "I think Indian men cannot handle it. That is the reason why we Indian women never entertain such thoughts."

"Ooh, touchy," said Pratik teasing them.


"Really, can you guys handle it?" asked Mayuri teasingly.

"Cut it out!" Vinil said restoring some sanity but he women were not to be let down and Dolly provoked us again, "Can you guys handle it?"

"Handle what?" asked Pratik almost challenging them.

Dolly couldn't quite say it but then Mayuri picked up the baton and said, "Having your wives sexually involved with other men."

Vinil not to be let down, immediately asked, "Which other men?"

"Let us say, someone among you," responded Sneha.

Battle of wits had begun and both the men and women were unwilling to retreat. It was only time before things could have escalated.

"Hello, you guys are just thinking about sex," said Rohini.

"The problem is much more serious than that."

"Yes, can you guys handle your wives getting romantically involved with other men?" asked Dolly.

Shrini laughed hearing this and said, "First you ladies should be willing to spend some time alone with us before getting romantically involved with any of us."

"Oh really?" asked Mayuri.

"We are willing to do a lot more than that," shot back Sneha.

"Okay, we will go out to watch a movie tomorrow night and each of you will accompany someone other than your husband," said Shrini.

"Done!" snorted Dolly.

"Just watching a movie?" Sneha asked.

"Well you are watching a movie with someone else other than your husband," clarified Vinil.

"Yes but what is the point?" asked Rohini.

"Well, the movie is going to be a hot one and there would be lot of scenes," added Shrini.

"Can you handle it?" asked Pratik.

"Of course, we can handle it," said Mayuri.

"But what is the catch," asked Rohini knowing very well that just watching a movie wouldn't be on our mind.

"Well, it is a hot movie and our hands might be roaming and there is a very high chance that we might be in quite amorous mood," said Shrini letting the cat out of the bag.

"Are you folks sure you want to go through this?" Pratik asked.

"Oh we can't wait," said Mayuri looking directly into his eyes.

"But can you handle it?" asked Dolly teasingly.

"We will see who handle this," Shrini responded.

The women said their good nights and headed to our master bedroom. We were left to sleep in the living room. Stunned by the challenges our wives posed, we didn't quite know how to react. Finally, Vinil broke the silence.

"What happened? Why were these women so confident?" he asked.

"Well, they got nothing to loose," Shrini said.

"Who is going to win?" asked Pratik.

"Only time will tell that," replied Shrini.

"Actually no one," I said.

"The question is who will loose?"

"If your jealousy is stronger than your desire for other women then you will loose."

"It is the same for them as well."

"Which movie are you planning?" asked Vinil.

"Not thought of it," Shrini responded.

[Darksam]

As expected none of the women backed out and so did the men. Till date, I am not quite certain if any of us was hesitant about taking this step. I was certainly looking forward to it -- as it really broadened our sexual horizons.


Shrini chose the movie for us and Rohini decided the pairing and the rest of us just followed the laid down steps by them. I was paired with Rohini, Shrini was paired with Mayuri, Vinil was paired with Sneha, and Pratik was paired with Dolly. The plan was to start early in the evening, treat our partners for a nice dinner as a thank you note for letting us watch the movies with them.

Shrini chose a "Cruel Intentions" which had released couple of months ago and perhaps was the best choice. The movie itself wasn't great -- a cheap (modern?) adaptation of the classic "Dangerous Liaisons." Also, he was quite certain that the show would be fairly deserted and we would be able to easily take some, not so nice, liberties with our partners.

Shrini, Pratik, Vinil, and I discussed to what extent we should go in order to ensure that the women would concede defeat. We wanted to win to protect our male egos at the same time we didn't want our wives to be exploited. Perhaps the women knew this pretty well and hence didn't concede defeat in this battle. They were confident that either way we had to loose, since they could only loose if one of us took unusual advantage of the situation.

We debated for sometime on what activities should be allowed and what should be forbidden. All of us agreed that undressing our partners was beyond consideration, especially in such a public place. We had to agree that groping with private parts should be allowed; otherwise it would be too tame and the women would be easily able to handle it. After considerable debate we agreed that groping at our partners breasts was okay and even rubbing the crotch of women or kneading their ass would be okay. We eventually even agreed that as a last resort we should try to sneak our hands inside and grab their naked breasts. Sneaking our hands inside their pants was completely ruled out. The objective for us was to enjoy so we agreed not to directly jump to take the extreme measures and gradually build up the momentum. The ideal situation would be that none of the women jumped out of their seats in revolt, yet at the same time we get plenty of satisfaction handling our partners.

The women very nicely dressed for the movie -- showing no particular sign of any excitement. Mayuri opted to wear a nice saree, a surprising choice considering the possible activities that could transpire in the theatre. The others wore their traditional salvars, except for Dolly who opted for jeans with a nice non revealing top. The men spent a little bit time to tidy up for this major event of their life. Although, our dresses didn't show the excitement but the meticulous preparation did little to hide it.

Rohini looked marvelous in her green salvar. Her lean figure really made her look much taller and better in salvars. She was radiant, her sparkling eyes shone through her spectacles and her lips parted every now and then to glare her neat milky white teeth. Mayuri was very cheerful as well. Her narrow waist was delectably wrapped in the gorgeous yellow saree that I had bought for her on our first anniversary. The brassiere had grown a bit tight for her after a year -- a just reward for my careful ministrations this past year. I noted that she had worn the saree a little bit lower than usual, nothing brazen but enough for me to take notice. The other two women looked gorgeous as well in their regular attire. I wondered if the other women would have opted for saree if they had access to one.

All of us left the house at 7:30pm. As per the plan we were supposed to meet at the theatre around 10:00pm and then move to four different corners of the theatre in order to get some privacy. Rohini insisted that we go to a quieter place for having our dinner, although I fancied taking her out to a nice, expensive restaurant. I took her to a slightly expensive Afghani place that is usually deserted; although I was not certain if it would be deserted during a long weekend. We had casual talk for some time before we placed our orders for starters and drinks. We were having a good time when suddenly Rohini decided to give it a serious turn by mentioning yesterday's events.

"I am a bit concerned with the way things went yesterday," she said.

"Why?" I asked innocuously.

"Well, I want to be frank with you," she said before taking a gulp of water to clear her throat.

"Do you promise to keep this between us?" she said lowering her voice.

"Why?"

"Sure, you can trust me," I said assuring her.

"Promise me that you won't get upset and ruin everything," she said highlighting the seriousness of the issue.

"Trust me, I am very tolerant and patient," I again assured her.

"What all happened yesterday was all planned by Shrini."

"I am reluctantly helping him achieve his objective."

"What objective?" I asked puzzled by her admission of an insidious plan of Shrini.

"Shrini wants to bed Mayuri," she exhaled after a pregnant pause. I could notice her lips quiver as she said it. If not for this, I could have mistaken this for a ploy by the women for us to back off and concede defeat. It was quite clear that she was not lying and I very well knew that Shrini was a born philanderer. However, our conversation yesterday evening suggested that all of us (men) were looking for a little bit of adventure and hence it wasn't so alarming that Shrini wanted to bed Mayuri. Moreover, Shrini definitely had a crush on Mayuri ever since he saw her in college days. I could hardly blame anybody for wanting to have sex with such an incredibly beautiful woman.

"So what's new?"

"I am sure Pratik and Vinil would love it too," I said.

"And yes even I would like to spend a night in bed with you," I heard myself saying. Rohini blushed and her lips curled and although she tried hard, I could see her faintly smile.

"Let's get serious," she said trying to contain her embarrassment.

"It is you who is joking," I said smiling at her predicament. Was she really joking, I wondered.

"You don't understand," she almost yelled out of frustration.

"I wish it had been just a passing fad," she said.

"But this is serious."

"Trust me."

"Shrini is hell bent on having Mayuri as his mistress," she said finally letting out cat out of the bag.

"What do you mean by that?"

"She is already married," I said. Still a bit puzzled with the turn of our conversation.

"That is precisely the point," she emphasized.

"He derives great pleasure bedding married women," she clarified.

"So, you are suggesting that she is his next victim," I said knowing that he did bed a few married women during our college days. Also, he did occasionally drop hints of boning some of his married, white colleagues in the US.

"The problem is - he wants her to be his last and eternal victim!"

"What are you implying?" I asked not quite understanding what precisely she was saying.

"You are so naïve," she said mocking me.

"He wants your wife to be his fuckmate all his life."

"Does that clear things?"

I was shocked to say the least. I could understand Shrini's desire to fuck Mayuri and perhaps could have even accepted his desire if things went well and we were able to convince our wives to swap partners. I could have even allowed him extra turns with Mayuri if he needed that. But doing something for life was unimaginable for me. I was in it for fun -- admitted that the thought of somebody screwing Mayuri really excited me. But then those are fantasies -- nobody lives those fantasies -- at least not people brought up in strict, moral society.

"I am shocked," is all I managed to say, in response.

"Shrini could hatch such a plan," I said in disbelief.

"And you? You are assisting him," I reprimanded her.

"I don't have a choice," she said.

"You don't have a choice," I almost yelled.

"It is not as if you don't know him," she said, "If not her, he would see someone else."

"I wouldn't mind if he had pursued someone else but then he has set his eyes on Mayuri now," she said confirming my worst doubts. I knew that Shrini was a go-getter and knew that every time he vowed to screw a girl, he had her on her knees sucking his cock in no time.

I had heard about some rumors about a wager he had with his local friend, when we were in college. It was about bedding a hot married lady staying in their building and he managed to seduce her in a matter of six months and screw her. The lady was really hot in bed apparently, although I never heard Shrini gloat about his conquest but his friends did tell me that he managed to fuck her. The lady by no means was beautiful and yet he was able to break her resolve. It didn't take much of intelligence for me to figure out that how hard he will be going at Mayuri.

"I am sure you wouldn't find it hard to understand how hard it is put a leash on his flirting nature."

"But with Mayuri joining our group it is impossible to stop him," she said clearly highlighting her helplessness.

"A shy, young, married wife is a perfect lure if he needed any," she said driving home the point.

"What if Mayuri doesn't accept his advances?" I said. Mayuri although had a bit of adventurous spirit considering her very conservative background, I didn't believe she would cheat on me or have an affair with anybody, especially with a close friend of mine.

"You can just hope that," she said dismissing my point.

"No women can resist his advances," she said praising Shrini's skills in wooing women.

"And once they had a taste of sex with him -- they keep coming back for more."

"I wish Mayuri doesn't accept his advances."

"But I know and even hope that she succumbs to his advances," she said surprising me.

"I thought you were unhappy about this," I asked questioning her motives.

"Yes, I am. But do I have a choice?"

"It is better than him sleeping with some white women or a prostitute for that matter," she elaborated.

"I am puzzled."

"Here let me explain," she said taking my hands in hers as soon as the waitress brought our drinks and appetizers. The conversation had already taken a toll of my appetite.

"Shrini has an insatiable appetite for sex and needs ample variety."

"Naturally, one can hardly expect him to be content with a simple woman like me."

"He needs ample sex outside our marriage!"

"Now, I wouldn't want him to sleep with any women, without knowing her background or sexual history."

"Need to guard against diseases," she elaborated.

"With this background, Shrini and I believe that Mayuri fits the bill perfectly."

"So, that is how we ended up arranging yesterday's episode."

I was intently listening to her feeling the warmth of her hands in that unusually cold place due to an unregulated AC. I could sense that she genuinely cared for me, although out of her devotion to her husband she had to surreptitiously assist him in his dark games.

"I couldn't do this behind your back and hence I had to share this with you," she said.

"I even wanted to make sure that Mayuri wasn't paired with Shrini for the movie."

"Couldn't do that though."

"I am happy that you thought about me at least," I said withdrawing my hands.

"So what is the deal now," I asked her.

"I don't want to cheat you," she said.

"You can still call this off," she assured me.

"How?" I eagerly asked.

"After tonight's episode, Shrini is planning to take a headcount tomorrow morning of people who are willing to continue this in some fashion," she answered.

"It would be a secret ballot."

"We would need a unanimous agreement to take something like this to the next step."

"You can vote against it."

"But unanimous agreement is very hard to get with something like this."

"Trust me," she said.

"Everybody would want to go ahead with something like this!"

"Ask yourself, if not for today's discussion wouldn't you have agreed to it?" she asked.

I reluctantly nodded my approval but then I countered here, "But I am guy."

"No guy could ever refuse to such a proposal."

"You mean to suggest women would object to this?" she asked with disbelief.

"I suppose so."

"Men are so naïve," she said.

"Women relish such opportunities, especially when they are without any usual associated complications."

"Are you saying that Sneha and Dolly are eager to take this to the next level?"

"I am saying much more than that," she said.

"Mayuri too is eager."

"And not only that, she even helped me orchestrate yesterday's episode."

"What?"

"You are kidding?" I asked her in disbelief.

"I am not!"

"That is precisely the reason, I am talking to you."

"Are you suggesting that she wants to be Shrini's mistress?"

"I wouldn't draw such far fetch conclusions."

"But she is willing to experiment"

"And that is all a talented lover like Shrini needs."

"You are bluffing," I countered trusting that Mayuri wouldn't take part in such very radical plans. Her upbringing, her conscience wouldn't allow her to participate in such extreme experimentations.

"Trust me," she said urging me.

"How do you know?" I asked.

"So, you want the entire story?" she asked.

"Yes, if you want me to believe you."

"Well, ignore me at your own peril."

"But, I guess there is no harm in sharing it with you."

"Go ahead; we have enough time," I said looking at my watch.

"Shrini has been hatching this plan ever since Mayuri landed in the US."

"He had to take it very slowly in order for it to be effective."

"He roped me in the plan about 4 months back and I started talking to Mayuri, getting more details about her marriage and sex life."

"Very slowly, I implanted the idea of wife swapping in her."

"Initially, her conscience didn't let her accept such sinful thoughts."

"But as time progressed, she found the idea more and more difficult to resist."

"About a month back she signed up for this plan."

"Are you saying that Shrini, Mayuri, and you are all in this?" I asked.

"No."

"Shrini doesn't even know that I was cajoling Mayuri into this."

"He was working with you guys."

"It was completely my idea to test the waters first and understand if there is any point in even pursuing Mayuri in the first place."

"And even Mayuri doesn't know that Shrini is behind this."

"So that's why you think she is willing?" I asked almost mocking her conclusions.

"Yes and then we very elaborately planned out how we would start the discussion and how we would let it escalate into a confrontation."

"This is complete bullshit," I said dismissing her folktale.

"What?"

"You don't believe me?" she said stunned with my reaction.

"Alright then tell me why Mayuri wore that saree today?" she asked in anger.

"It was your first anniversary's gift and she wore it to an event such as todays?"

"What are you implying?"

"Do you know who rigged the pairing?" she asked almost suggesting that it was Mayuri. Although, I though it might be Shrini who did that.

"You remember I told you that I tried to ensure that Shrini didn't get paired with Mayuri."

"Yes, who did it?" I asked eagerly.

"Mayuri"

"Mayuri?" I asked stunned by her reply.

"She wanted to go out with Shrini," I asked surprised by her revelation.

"This morning we spoke in the laundry room, where she enquired about the pairings that I was planning to do," she said.

"I hadn't decided anything by then."

"Except that I didn't want to pair Shrini with Mayuri," she clarified.

And then she narrated the talk with Mayuri she had in the morning.

"With whom do you wish to be paired?" Rohini asked.

"None in particular; I am just enquiring," Mayuri replied casually.

"Are you looking forward to it?" asked Rohini.

"Yes indeed. We planned it didn't we?" Mayuri said excitedly.

"You still want to go ahead with it?" Rohini asked.

"Why?"

"Don't you?" Mayuri asked her back.

"Well it will help me in pairing you accordingly?" Rohini clarified. "I don't understand?" Mayuri asked puzzled with Rohini's question.

"Well,"

"If you are having second thoughts," she said, "then I could pair you with Vinil."

"He is too shy to do anything untowardly," she said smiling.

"So, do you want a vanilla trip to the theatre tonight," Rohini asked.

"Hmm..."

"It is so embarrassing!"

"How can I answer that," Mayuri said blushing.

"Well you can choose to not answer but then you might have to watch the movie with docile Vinil," Rohini said threatening her to reveal her preferences.

"I don't have anyone particular in mind," Mayuri said and after a brief pause added, "But I do want to have some fun." "How much of fun do you want?" Rohini asked probing further.

"You are so mean!" said Mayuri.

"Why do you ask?"

"Can't you understand?" Rohini quickly responded in a teasing tone.

"Well, one could have fun by holding hands or perhaps sharing a small kiss, perhaps a peck on the lips, in the theatre."

"Is that something you have in mind?" Rohini asked.

Mayuri apparently just gave her the dreadful glare that made it clear that she wanted more.

"Okay, I get it."

"You want some real hot fun in the theatre," Rohini said.

"Is that correct?" she asked

"Yes."

"So, is it going to be Pratik or Shrini," she asked.

"Hmm..."

"I can pair you with the right person and I can assure you that you would come out completely satisfied," Rohini said very confidently.

"But"

"But?" Mayuri asked.

"But you need to be a willing partner at the theatre."

"Which means you also need to be dressed right for the occasion," said Rohini.

"Willing?"

"Yes, if you want to have fun you need to allow a few liberties or even encourage him to take a few liberties," Rohini clarified.

"Hmm..."

"Wouldn't that send a wrong signal?" asked Mayuri.

"I am married."

"Well, so is your partner!"

"I suspect this partner would be your husband," said Mayuri and the quickly asked, "Am I right?"

"You are right," Rohini answered in affirmative.

"He has the hots for you and surely wouldn't let such an opportunity slip by."

"You can be certain that you would be well used by the time you come out of the theatre."

"You are not jealous," asked Mayuri.

"No, I would be happy if you enjoyed his company."

"Will I?" asked Mayuri.

"I could guarantee 100% satisfaction if there was a bed around in the theatre," said Rohini. And then they both laughed.

"Is he really good in bed?" enquired Mayuri but then she perhaps realized that this was a very personal question, although, Rohini didn't mind that.

"Yes he is very good and very well equipped too."

"You would find out soon," Rohini said.

"Stop kidding, how will I find out?" Mayuri said coyly.

"Well you can take it in your hand to find out," teased Rohini.

"You are incorrigible."

"What would he think if I did that?"

"He wouldn't have time to think," said Rohini laughing.

"What about the dress," asked Mayuri as they were about to leave the laundry room.

"Why don't you wear a saree?"

"That way you could give free access to your breasts and even roll up the saree if you decide to become really adventurous."

"You are so mean," said Mayuri.

And then they walked upstairs taking the laundry.

"Now you know that Mayuri is in for it," said Rohini. I was really surprised that Mayuri hadn't revealed any of this to me. I knew that Mayuri was fairly adventurous but didn't think she would be when it came to such taboo topics as well.

"Now, once Shrini is through with her this evening, he would have her hooked."

"And she would willingly become his mistress," I said almost resigning to my fate.

"Is this is just sex?" I blurted out wondering if there could be any other kind of bonding between them.


"It is up to us to make sure that it is just sex and nothing more than that," said Rohini.

"We both are married and don't want to jeopardize our marriages," she said in a concerned tone.

"Yes, I agree,"

"How do we solve this?" I asked in a serious tone.

"There are two options in my opinion," she explained.

"Option 1, which most possibly wouldn't work is that you vote against it tomorrow."

"And the second one," I asked.

"Option 2, is that you accept your fate," she exhaled.

"Means?"

"You willingly accept that your wife would be Shrini's mistress," she elaborated. At any other time I would have really lost my temper but then this was different and I knew that Shrini was no amateur. If he had set his mind to it, he would achieve his objective. I was more concerned about the consequences of him seducing Mayuri and the impact of it on our marriage.

"Why do you think the first option wouldn't work?" I asked calmly.

"Shrini is very determined."

"And you intervening would antagonize him and only fuel his determination, which could possibly mean an end to our marriages."

"I suppose I don't need to elaborate further," she said casually.

"In the second option, our marriages are intact."

"Yet, Shrini gets the privilege of having Mayuri as his mistress."

By this time my head was spinning and we were out of the restaurant after finishing our dinner. We still had quite some time before we were expected at the theatre. I wondered what Mayuri and Shrini were doing at this moment. I drove to the nearby mall and found an empty parking spot far away from the mall entrance. The mall was quite deserted at this time. Rohini suggested that we move to the back seat as that would be more comfortable.

"What does it mean for Mayuri to be his mistress?" I asked trying to understand clearly what she or Shrini had in mind.

"Well, it just means that Mayuri is sexually available for him."

"Available? But when?" I asked confused by her statement.

"All the time!"

"That's what a mistress is for. Isn't it?"

"All the time?" I said surprised by her clarification.

"I thought it would be whenever we meet over the weekends."

"You are right and it may happen that way."

"But it need not always be the case."

I was still not very clear what kind of engagement she was talking about. Sensing my puzzled state she elaborated further, "If Shrini feels like spending time with during a weekday night, he might simply drop by your place."

"And take my place in the bed?" I said out of frustration.

"If you would like to see that way!" she shot back.

"I am sure neither Shrini nor Mayuri would be so blatant about it."

"You need to tactfully allow some privacy for them."

"Perhaps go early to bed that night or head out to the supermarket to buy some drinks etc."

"That way Mayuri could sneak out of the bed or Shrini could do it in your bedroom when you are away."

"You get the idea?" she asked making sure that I understood.

"It is not wife swapping."

"He wants her to be his mistress!" she emphasized the difference.

"All though that doesn't rule out any kind of sexual relationship between us," she said and leaned in to give me a small kiss. I was surprised with her sudden move.

"We can have sex," she said after she broke the small kiss.

"But I am not your mistress!"

"And hence may not be available for you all the time!"

"Is this fair?" I asked.

"Life is not fair," she quickly responded.

"It is your decision -- Option 1 or 2."

"Either way I am with you," she said squeezing my hand.

"We have common interests -- saving our marriages," she added clarifying her stand.

"Mayuri or someone else, it doesn't matter to me."

"To be honest, though, I would prefer Mayuri to be his mistress."

"Shrini and I wouldn't have any social or medial complications."

"So you would prefer Option 2," I stated the obvious.

"Yes!"

"Although, it sounds bad, it might be a better option for you," she said. We were sitting very close to each other. She was leaning on my arm and I could feel her smallish breasts on my arm. Her face wasn't very from me either. In fact, I could even feel her breath as she talked. She definitely wasn't as beautiful as Mayuri but she had an aura that attracted me towards her.

"Mayuri and I have discussed about your sex life a little," she continued.

"And it seems in the past two plus years of your marriage you folks have hardly experimented."

True we rarely tried anything else than the traditional missionary position. With my frequent travel to client locations and her exams both of us were a bit tired to try anything more adventurous. We did indulge and dig oral sex. It perhaps was harbinger of things to come -- and perhaps that's why I felt that our life had become a little bit predictable.

"Once Mayuri spends some time with Shrini in the bedroom, she would be an entirely different woman," she said.

"You would notice how much more passionate your sex would be."

"Moreover, you would be living your fantasy," she said.

"What fantasy?"

"Men's number one fantasy is that of having their partner sex with some one else," she elaborated.

I couldn't lie to her. Yes that was one of my favorite fantasies.

"Mayuri has an incredible appetite for sex that you alone cannot quench," she continued.

"She needs someone on the side," all the time.

"Your consulting job also leaves her lonely for most of the nights during the week."

"Wouldn't you want somebody to keep her warm during those nights?"

"You and Shrini seemed to have planned this pretty well," I said.

"Yes, we have been planning this for almost a year now."

"Shrini has to visit San Francisco almost on a weekly basis for couple of days," she elaborated further.

"And you are out most of the week."

"Shrini could take your place on the days you are away."

"And sometimes on weekends, we could tactfully provide them opportunities to spend time together," she added.

"On the weekends, while we provide them an opportunity, we could ourselves get together as well," she said looking into my eyes. In the faint overhead parking light, I could clearly see that she wanted to kiss me again. This time perhaps a real kiss! I leaned forward and our lips met. She parted her lips to accept my probing tongue. It was a very slow, leisurely kiss that gradually gathered momentum. And towards the end we were devouring our mouths.

We still were fully clothed but our hands very roaming over each other. My hands moved all over her back and then very hesitantly I reached towards her stomach. I still didn't have the courage to move towards her breasts. She noticed it and grabbed my hand and moved it to her breasts. She had very smallish breasts; they were much smaller compared to Mayuri's.

As we broke our kiss I managed to ask, "Are we doing anything wrong?"

"There is nothing right or wrong," she answered and added, "It is all in our mind."

Her hands had cupped my stiff erection and she was gently massaging it. She said, "I wanted you so badly all these days," as she probed my mouth with her tongue again. Her kiss got more and more passionate and she was getting rough playing with my erection. In no time, she got her hand inside my jeans and started gently kneading my balls. My jeans were unbuttoned and the zipper was open, with her hand completely inside cupping my balls.

I was playing with her breasts, although there was not much of it to play with. I got hold of her left nipple through the brassiere and started gently kneading her. As I did, she moaned into my mouth. My hands gradually moved southwards towards her crotch for the first time and I gently cupped her vagina over the flimsy Salwar she wore. She had a very slender body and I could sense the pelvic bones as I cupped vagina. I am sure she must have been much leaner as a young girl.

After massaging her crotch through the Salwar, I moved a little bit upwards and tugged at the thread holding the Salwar in place. She didn't flinch but continued the kiss and I pulled and undid the knot. She rose up for me to pull down the Salwar. As I did, she also pulled down her panties. I could hardly see anything in the dark but could feel that she was a traditional Indian woman like Mayuri and didn't ever bother to trim her fanny.

I again leaned forward to kiss her and my right hand gently cupped her bare vagina now. She was already lubricating and very lightly trailed my finger over her pussy lips. She responded to me by kissing with more force. When I tried to part the lips and plow my finger in, she stopped me from doing that and gently tugged at my neck, as she broke the kiss. It took me only a moment to understand what she wanted and I kneeled down in the cramped back seat and positioned myself to lap her juices. Her vagina smelled a little bit different than Mayuri's but was very pleasant. It was evident that she was quite excited with our foreplay and it was only a matter of time before she would orgasm. I too was in quite a precarious position, almost on the verge of ejaculating. So, I was glad that she wanted me to orally pleasure her first.

I didn't waste much time and homed in on her vagina. She shuddered as my tongue test her pussy lips with a few delicate strokes of my tongue. She raised her pelvis a couple of inches, almost involuntary, as my tongue spread her lips and entered her slit. Her vagina was completely lubricated and her juices entered my mouth no soon did my tongue slid inside. I had witnessed Mayuri's pussy in such a state only a few times and that too very early in our marriage.

I worked her vagina very gradually as I lapped all the juices her pussy had secreted so far. She was so worked up that I didn't even have to target her clitoris. I did work on her clit couple of times but she found it painful and she pushed me down to lower part of her pussy. Her legs were wrapped over my shoulders and she had held my head very close to her pussy by clasping my hair with her fingers. After almost about 10 minutes of non stop licking she let me go. Although, I was quite certain that she must have cum a couple of times in that duration. She didn't let me penetrate with her fingers though, just requested me to use my tongue.

When she released me, I moved on top of her and kissed her again very passionately. My dangling, hard dick was almost on top of her vagina. She moved her hand and grasped my dick and started jacking it. I was waiting for her to put it in so that I could start plowing this awesome woman. I never could have imagined that sex with Rohini would be so hot. On the face of it, she looked a very plain woman to me.

When after couple of minutes of kissing, she was still not putting it in; I broke the kiss and looked at her. She understood the reason why I was staring at her and said, "I can't" she pleaded.

"We are planning for a baby," she said to my utter disappointment.

"Shucks!"

"I don't have a condom," I said.

"No need, even with that I won't let you put it in," she replied.

I looked at her in disbelief. Here was this woman who made me go down on her until she climaxed, not once but perhaps twice and now she doesn't want to return the favor.

"It is risky," she clarified.

"Besides, I can't let you have such a privilege unless you help Shrini earn such a privilege from Mayuri," she said. Her hand still tightly grasping my penis with one hand while the other gently cupped my sacs.

"Why would Shrini need my help?" I asked.

"The entire conversation this evening was how difficult it was for me to even stop him," I complained.

"Yes that is true," she chimed.

"But if you offer to help then he would know that you don't hold any grudge," she added.

"Doesn't the idea of Shrini having your wife as a mistress excite you?" she coyly asked at the same time tightening the grip on my penis and balls. I didn't respond immediately, perhaps I was stumped by such a question from Rohini. I was lost in the thought when she again twisted my penis and brought me out of my reverie.

"Be honest," she urged.

"Well the idea is enticing," I admitted but then realizing that perhaps it was a plan of both Shrini and Rohini I asked, "Is this Shrini's plan?"

"You helping him?" she asked.

"Yes"

"No, he doesn't need your help," she said with contempt.

"You need to trust me," she said as her tone changed perhaps realizing that she shouldn't have talked to me that way.

"This would serve our mutual interests," she said.

"Shrini could have half of his cock inside me with my fingers wrapped around the other half."

"That's how big he is," she clarified.

"Then why are you having sex with me," I said mocking her.

"Do you want an honest answer?" she asked looking into my eyes.

"I really can't take that big," she said expressing her frustrations.

"You are almost right for me," she said and then added, "Although, I am not quite sure about your staying power yet."

"Why do you think Mayuri can handle it?" I asked believing that a cock almost twice my size would be hard for her to take in as well. I still had my doubts that somebody like Shrini could be so well endowed. I had never heard of such big dicks on Indian men. I could have believed her if she had said he was much larger than me.

"I am pretty confident that she would love it," she said.

"I can guess sizes of women very easily based on the knowledge I have gleaned so far."

"Besides, I know that Mayuri does have a thing for size," she said sizing up my response. My cock almost jerked up as I heard this.

"What knowledge?"

"Well Kama Sutra, our age old bible on sex," she said.

"I thought it was all about positions," I said not understanding what in particular she was referring to.

"Well, that is a much later part."

"First, it talks about the compatibility of men and women based on their genital sizes."

I moved to a more comfortable position and pulled up my trousers and so did she before she started explaining me further. My respect of Rohini now turned into admiration as I realized that she was really knowledgeable in various areas and knows the right knobs to push, to get a desirable response. It made me wonder if she indeed wanted Shrini to not have any affair. Her behavior suggested that she was eager to clear the path to Shrini and Mayuri's affair. And that both Shrini and Mayuri were very serious about making it a main stay of our lives, rather than just a passing fad. Although, I was pretty excited at the thought of Mayuri sampling Shrini's cock (of course, assuming that he indeed had that big equipment), I was concerned about losing Mayuri to Shrini.

"According to Kama Sutra men and women can be classified into three categories," she started elaborating.

"Although the names of the three categories are different for men and women, they correspond."

"Women are classified into Deer, Mare, or Elephant."

"Deer's are the smallest. Dolly perhaps would be a Dear," she explained.

"Mayuri, Sneha, and I would mostly be classified as Mare."

"Although between us, I would say Sneha would be largest and I would be the smallest."

"And what about the men?" I eagerly asked trying to understand in which category she had slotted me. I vaguely remember having such a talk with an old friend of mine but never really dwelled on it beyond that point.

"Men are classified into Hare, Bull, or Horse," she said.

"Among the men, I feel Pratik would be close to a Bull, Vinil almost a hare and Shrini certainly is a horse."

"What about me?" I asked not waiting for her to continue.

"You would be a bull too," she answered to my satisfaction. Her explanation was not very unexpected.

"Now the pairing is very clear, obviously the closer the sizes, the better the pairing."

"Sneha would really enjoy sex with Shrini, since probably she can only be happy with someone his size."

"Mayuri on the other hand could be satisfied by any bull."

"However, it is only the horse that can give her heavenly pleasure."

"She is large enough to accommodate a horse but can't really accommodate unless she has a strong urge and desire to do so."

"Shrini on the other hand might find her vagina tight but then just enough to make sex pleasurable with her," she explained.

"What if she is not able to accommodate him?" I asked again not very certain she could really entertain somebody that big.

"We should have an answer tonight," she quickly replied.

"Are you interested in watching the movie?" she asked. The cell phone rang, it was Shrini. It was already 10:00pm and we were still in the parking lot, although we weren't very far from the theatre. The movie was supposed to start around 10:15pm or so?

She spoke to him and lied that we had a flat tire and Sameer was changing the tire.

"We should be there by 10:30," she said and kept down the phone.

"So, do you want to find out the answer?" she asked.

"Yes, but how?" I asked.

"We could eavesdrop on them instead of watching the movie."

"But how?"

"We don't know where they would be in the theatre?" I asked.

"I know, I can find out."

"Does Shrini know?" I asked.

"No. He would kill me if I were up to something like this," she said.

"I am not going to share anything that happened between us with him," she assured me.

"Will we be able to see them in that dark?"

"Oh don't worry."

"If Mayuri's head disappears sometime during the movie then you have your answer."

"Do you really think she would do that?" I asked her excitedly.

"I am certain," she said confidently.

"And you can be certain if she gives him a blowjob that she can accommodate him."

"But you need to promise," she said.

"What?"

"That you would encourage Mayuri to pursue an affair with Shrini," she said.

"Is that required?" I asked.

"Oh, she is a married Indian woman and might feel guilty of doing this," Rohini clarified.

"During those critical moments you need to help her overcome her guilt."

"You would be amazed how much better your sex life would be!"

"You should the different tomorrow night itself," she continued.

"Now drive on," she said.

"Oh sorry about not letting you ejaculate," she said squeezing my crotch but this was required for you to enjoy the movie. Her lips parted and we shared one last kiss before I drove to the theatre.

During the drive, I couldn't contain my excitement and was certainly looking forward to a new life with Shrini and Rohini. With my consulting career, I was not able to spend much time with Mayuri and Shrini could certainly fill in the void during the days I am gone. I was concerned about sharing her over the weekends, though. Weekends were the only time we really had good sex.

My consulting job required me to be away four days a week and I usually returned late night on Thursdays. So, I only had 3 nights with her as I had to catch red eye flight to fly to New York. I expressed my concern of having to share her with Shrini during the weekends.

"Oh! Don't be so possessive," she consoled.

"Let her decide, give her a free rein," she continued.

"You would reap the rewards for your generosity!"

"Although, you might have to encourage her a little bit initially in subtle ways," she said.

"Subtle?" I was a bit confused.

"Well need to ensure that their affair takes off well."

"And that Mayuri doesn't harbor any guilt."

"But how do I encourage her?" I asked. I had missed an exit as I was lost in the conversation and that meant another 5-10 minutes delay.

"Oh, you are so excited," she teased, "You even missed the exit!"

"I don't understand?"

"What subtle ways should I be using?" I said asking her for further clarification?

"In the initial period," she started explaining.


"You should leave them alone as much as you can."

"Think of genuine ways you could do this without making it obvious."

"For e.g. don't come home for a weekend so that Shrini has her for the entire weekend."

"As time passes, she would become more comfortable and enjoy having sex with him."

"This would percolate into your sex life."

"The more she misses sex with you, the better your sex would be the next time."

"On weekends, when we get together, we could perhaps rent couple of movies to watch."

"And then half way through the movie you could pretend sleepiness and quit."

"I could do the same sometime down the line, so that they both can take advantage of the opportunity."

"You could have her afterwards when she returns, anyway."

"Remember that although she is your wife, she is his mistress."

"Mayuri needs to understand this pretty well."

"With our persistent efforts Mayuri would get this message."

"She would understand that she needs to fulfill her mistress duties before her wifely duties."

I had parked the car in a convenient location and we rushed towards the theatre. As I checked the watch it was 10:40pm already. My heart was beating very hard in anticipation of witnessing my wife for the first time with another man. It was also a testing moment for me where my wife was about to decide our fates -- whether we had any future with Shrini and Rohini. By this time I started to comprehend the relationship Shrini and Rohini wanted from us and perhaps even looked forward to it.

[Darksam]

Chapter 3


As we entered the Cineplex, Rohini whispered to me, "Keep a very low profile, bend down and just follow me."

"We would be sitting couple of rows behind them."

"Don't sit upright; scoop down instead so that the row in front of us would block us comfortably."

The movie had already started and as expected, she quickly found out where both of them were sitting. They were sitting on the left hand of the theatre, almost 10 rows from the screen. As per plan we were supposed to be sitting on the left hand side farthest from the screen i.e. behind Mayuri and Shrini but closer to the behind wall.

The theatre was fairly deserted as per Shrini's expectations. I could note that there were hardly 25-30 people in the theater and no one was particularly close to them. They were kind of midway on the left hand side. We quickly sat couple of rows behind them, diagonally opposite to them towards the left hand aisle.

Mayuri was to his right and from our angle we could get a glimpse of her face if she turned towards him. As we settled down, we saw that both of them were sitting comfortably in their chair and didn't seem to have started their romp yet.

Within a few minutes of our arrival, I noted that Shrini motioned towards her and got his arm around her. Mayuri didn't object to it but neither did she lean into him. His hand was more on the back of Mayuri's chair and less on her. He continued his casual talk as he alternated his gaze between the screen and her beautiful face. She continued to watch the movie and didn't take any effort to make any eye contact with him.

Nothing much happened for several minutes and I was getting concerned if anything would happen at all. I turned towards Rohini and she came pretty close to me, presuming that I was trying to kiss her. She parted her lips and we kissed, not very passionate but a casual open mouthed kiss. Between the kiss, I whispered to her, "Is anything going to happen?"

She assured me, "Very soon Shrini should break her resolve."

Then there was a lesbian kiss on the screen between Sarah Michelle Gellar and Selma Blair. I was quite certain that Mayuri had never witnessed a French kiss between women. Shrini rightfully seized the opportunity to close into her as his hand circled her and brought her closer. Surprisingly Mayuri didn't resist this time. From our position, we could not clearly see the faces but general movements and for the rest I had to use my imagination. I felt Rohini's hand squeezing my hand as this happened. What surprised me further is that although Mayuri was a bit uncomfortable, she was turning towards him while talking, which meant her lips were very close to his.

Rohini leaned into me and said, "See in the next few moments he is going to suck nectar from her lips."

The conversation on the screen was over and Sarah and Selma had locked their lips in a sensuous kiss.

I asked, "Would she part her lips?"

"Oh yes," she whispered in my ear, "she would swap saliva with him in the very first kiss."

As predicted, within a few moments they were kissing. Again, I wished I could see them more clearly but it was clear that it was a long kiss rather than a short peck. So, I guessed she must have parted her lips.

Things started getting heated up as the kiss progressed. I could see Mayuri squirm in her seat as Shrini leaned into her, perhaps squeezing her breasts under the saree. She actually moved forward almost bending downwards; perhaps she was too shy to let Shrini handle her breasts. Shrini too was on top of her trying to cajole her to let him play with her breasts. After a little persuasion, she leaned back, took a quick look behind. We were expecting this and hence had kept ourselves low in the seats all the time.

Ensuring that nobody was near them, she turned towards him and offered him another kiss. I was getting a bit jittery and couldn't stand the distance from where we were watching. I urged Rohini, "Let's move forward, we can't see anything from here."

Reluctantly she tagged along me as we crawled to the next row. Now there were two rows between us and them. As we sat in the seat we note that Shrini was kissing her checks as his left hand groped her breasts, I imagined. I wondered if her brassiere was still on and asked Rohini. She looked a bit more carefully and said, "Yes she still has it on but it won't remain on for long."

"Are you enjoying the show," she whispered cupping my crotch. We noticed that he was talking to her all along as he did this. But then suddenly she pulled away from him. Didn't quite understand the reason but Rohini helped me, "See now he is requesting her to unhook her bra and let him play with her bare breasts."

We both were filling in the gaps with our imagination. And we were most of the time guessing it correctly. Mayuri glanced around in a similar fashion again and then she grabbed her pallu and got it around her right shoulder. This was a clear indication that she was trying to hide her brassiere, more importantly so that she can unhook her brassier underneath the garb of covered pallu. She sunk in her seat as Shrini eagerly waited for her to unhook the brassiere. It seemed on her request he was not staring at her but instead turned his face towards the screen pretending to watch the movie. Within a minute she had unhooked her blouse and pulled up her brassiere providing uninhibited access to Shrini.

While she was unhooking her blouse, Rohini pulled me and said, "Watch!"

"Shrini won't make a move until she invites him to play with her breasts."

"It is a technique he uses to ensure that he remains the dominant partner in the relationship," she elaborated.

True to her words, Shrini didn't even flinch a bit. It seemed he was lost in the movie and after a minute or two after Mayuri had unhooked her blouse did she nudge him, again we were using our imagination, as he turned towards her. I guessed, she didn't say a word but glanced downwards hinting towards her breasts. This much invitation was good enough for Shrini to make the next move.

They were sunk in her seats and her face was turned towards him as Shrini was toying with her breasts under the pallu. I was certain that she must have been moaning as he may be trying to twirl her nipples between his fingers. Mayuri's nipples were very tiny and despite my ardent effort they didn't grow that much, although her overall bust size increased significantly in past two years. I wondered if Shrini would be able to even grasp them and said so to Rohini. She responded by saying, "It is very common for young girls to have very tiny aureoles and nipples."

She added further, "She is almost a virgin," hinting at my small pecker compared to Shrini's, her hands cupping my erect penis again.

"Don't worry," she assured, "Shrini would transfer this young, almost virgin girl into a perfect woman for you," her grip tightened further putting me at the verge of next orgasm.

They were freely deep kissing as the action was getting more intense and within the next 5 minutes Shrini kneeled down in front of her. And we saw Mayuri willingly raised the pallu enough to accommodate for Shrini's head and then she started breast feeding him. It was amazing to see my wife of a little over 2 years acting sluttish in a public place. Mayuri continued to moan (my imagination) as Shrini tasted her breasts. I imagined him taking her tiny nipples into his mouth and nibbling on them. This continued for a while and then it ended suddenly. Rohini helped me understand what must have transpired. She said, "I guess he must have been trying to undo her Saree."

"Really?" I responded excitedly.

"She won't let him though."

"It is too risky and cumbersome to do so in such a public place."

"You mean to suggest she would have done it had this not been a public place?" I asked puzzled by her assumption. It was still a bit difficult for me to understand that she would let him have uninhibited sex with her in their very first meeting.

"Why?"

"Do you doubt?" she asked teasing me.

"Look now," she continued, "She would instead masturbate him."

"Watch carefully," she said.

"Shrini would let her take the lead."

"He won't even urge her for it but she would not only masturbate him but also fellate him."

My eyes were fixed on them as she whispered into my ear, "She will not be able to resist the temptation."

Shrini had returned to his seats and still had his arm around her. Mayuri now was almost in his arms and slightly twisted, almost sitting sideways facing him. I wondered if the encouragement that Rohini provided this morning to Mayuri is the reason behind her behavior. There didn't seem to be any suggestion from Shrini but she seemed to be toying with his erection. We were into the last segment of the movie and only had 15-20 minutes left and I whispered to Rohini, "It may not happen after all."

"We have just 15-20 minutes before the move ends," I reasoned.

"Oh that is enough," she answered, "not enough for him to cum in her mouth, though." It reminded me of an occasion when I had inadvertently cum in her mouth and she fled to the bathroom and thoroughly rinsed her mouth. I was not certain if Mayuri could handle the bitter taste of cum.

"Besides, this is the time where Mayuri has to prove that she can be the ideal mistress for Shrini," she continued.

"A good mistress doesn't let her marital vows interfere with her duty to pleasure her master."

"She needs to prove that she is willing to pleasure him even in a semipublic place such as this."

"Only then can she evolve into an ideal mistress for Shrini," she added. While she was tutoring me on the duties of a mistress, I noticed that Mayuri's head was gradually descending into his lap. We had about 10 minutes left and I wondered if she would go till the end. I couldn't contain my excitement and desperately wanted to get a glimpse of her head bobbing on his penis. Despite, Rohini insisting not to, I crawled towards the left aisle and moved forward until I was almost in their row. I slowly peeped into the aisle, slightly above the seat arm rest and could clearly see them. Again, the finer details weren't all the clear but the general outline was evident.

Mayuri had actually kneeled in front of him between his legs and was sucking on his prick as if there was no tomorrow. Although, it was very dark for me to see the finer details, I could guess that she was frantically sucking it as her head bobbed up and down rapidly. I was guessing that she was determined to make him cum before the movie ended.

I didn't return from that position until almost the movie was about to finish. Rohini came behind me and whispered in my ear, "We need to get back to our section."

"The movie may end anytime."

"Don't worry I will get the gory details from Mayuri tomorrow." And that was then we returned to our section, where we were actually supposed to be. I wondered if the other couples noticed us – but it was too dark to make out even if they saw us moving back.

When we got out of the theatre, Mayuri and Shrini had already left. The plan was to meet at our home to avoid any embarrassing looks just in case any of our buttons were off. I wondered if she would complete the blow job in the car. All of us reached home almost at the same time, so it was certain that they didn't really continue their romp in the car.

We joked about how good our night was and everybody chimed that they enjoyed the evening with their partners. The women looked a little bit flushed but they were upbeat and didn't hide their satisfied looks. All of us adhered to "Don't ask don't tell" policy, perhaps the best until people are able to control their jealousies.

We didn't spend much time in further discussions and hit the bed immediately. Pratik and Vinil had plans to leave the next day morning but Shrini was working at San Francisco office on Tuesday so he planned to leave on Tuesday evening. Shrini and Rohini were staying at our place next day.

As we hit the bed, I wondered if Rohini and Shrini really planned to conduct secret ballot tomorrow morning. Were they interested in involving other couples? After all, it was clear that Mayuri was interested in bedding Shrini as well. And Mayuri was the main driver behind this episode.

Not surprisingly, Shrini brought up the topic at the breakfast table next morning. Pratik, Vinil, Sneha, and Dolly were all dressed up to leave immediately after the breakfast. It was already 10:00am and even Shrini had plans to visit a friend of his for most of the day returning only for dinner. All of us agreed for an anonymous vote on the topic. It was more of a survey. The survey was very trivial, it had three questions:

•Did you enjoy yesterday's evening with your partner? •Would you be interested in taking this to the next step? •If not, would you be interested in a repeat of such event (a soft form of partner swap, it clarified)?

Not surprisingly the answer to the first question was a resounding yes from each one of us. The answer to the next one was a "NO" from 6 participants. And the answer to third again was a "NO" from 6 participants.

I came to know a little later that only Shrini and I had voted "YES" for the last two questions. Even Mayuri and Rohini had answered "NO." I was quite puzzled by the reaction, since Rohini had assured that the plan would be a success. Immediately after the breakfast we saw Pratik, Vinil, Sneha, and Dolly off. Shrini said he had some office work and that he had to meet a colleague that day to discuss a system that was supposed to go live the following weekend.

Shrini left almost immediately after the other folks left and Mayuri got busy tiding up the house. Rohini took me downstairs to have a word with me. We entered our gym and occupied the vacant sofas. Despite being a Saturday morning it was almost deserted.


"Mayuri is suffering from guilty conscience," she started, "She didn't vote for it."

"So, who was the other one," I asked.

"Shrini!"

"What about you?" I asked, "Why didn't you?"

"What's the point?"

"Besides, I have a better plan," she said.

"What?"

"Well, we don't need to involve other couples in it."

"Anyway, they don't seem to be interested."

"That way, we could have more time for each other," she added.

I could only nod my approval.

"It would require some persuasion before Mayuri accepts her rightful role!"

"Becoming his mistress," she clarified.

"But if she is not interested then I guess we don't have to fret over it," I managed to say, implying that it would be in our interests, anyway. It started since both of us didn't want our marriages to be ruined due to sexual passions of our spouses. Although, I said this, I was a little bit disappointed underneath.

"That is the point."

"She eventually would succumb to him!"

"But we need to guard against her having a guilty conscience."

"As that would mean that she would be torn apart between her lust for Shrini and her love for you."

"She should feel that it is okay to have such a dual existence," Rohini clarified. She understood the situation pretty well. Considering the turn of events in the theatre, it was clear that Mayuri would have voted for it, if not only for her devotion to the sanctity of our marriage. She must have realized that her uncontrolled lust towards him could have seriously jeopardized our marriage.

"This is where you come in," she explained, "to help Shrini."

"You need to subtly convey that you are okay with this," she continued.

"Mayuri and Shrini need to know that you desire them to mate on every possible opportunity." Her choice of words conveyed very clearly that the relationship was to be founded on sex. I was getting excited by the conversation.

"In fact, it should be clear to them, through your subtle actions that you are making way for their mating sessions," she elaborated further.

"How?" I asked.

"Consistently surrender your weekend privileges with Mayuri, to ensure that they get more time together."

"Sooner or later Mayuri would get the message."

"Besides you always have me to satisfy yourself," she clarified.

"It is hard to do something like that," I complained, "without being obvious."

"A trick is never a trick when you practice it everyday!"

"Make it a habit to go to bed early always; even if it means going to bed without her."

"Make love to her after she comes to the bed."

"Or the next day morning," she added.

"Let her decide when to hit your bed."

"That is if at all she wants to sleep with you for the night," she added teasing me.

"All this would take time," I complained.

"Yes, it took us a year to reach this stage."

"I am certain that by the year end she would be Shrini's mistress."

"I don't know her state of mind," I complained, "without that I can't really approach this topic."

"My instinct tells me that she would never agree to such an open swap of wives," Rohini explained.

"Even when only four of us are involved."

"She would be too embarrassed to do such a thing." "I am planning to talk to her in the afternoon."

"You can eavesdrop on our conversation," she added.

We went back upstairs after this. Mayuri and I didn't really spend much time talking with each other, particularly we didn't discuss about last night events. After lunch, I retired to our study room saying that I needed a nap. I had let Rohini know that she should talk with Mayuri in our master bedroom on our bed, so that through the wall I can hear what they are talking about. The walls were pretty thin and if you glued your ear to the wall, you could clearly hear what went in the other bedroom. Our single bed was on the other side of the wall, where I was pretending to be asleep.

Half an hour after I hit the bed, I heard both Mayuri and Rohini move into the master bedroom. They locked the door behind them; the door to my room was locked as well.

"Now tell me," I heard Rohini say, "How did it go yesterday?"

"Oh it was good," Mayuri responded coldly.

"Just good?" Rohini probed her.

"I am feeling a bit guilty now," Mayuri responded, "things went out of hand."

"So, you capitalized on the opportunity after all," Rohini said.

"Yes, I did."

"Good for you!"

"I don't think the swapping idea is good," said Mayuri as Rohini had predicted.

"I guessed."

"You must have voted against it."

"You didn't enjoy it?" Rohini asked more to understand the reason behind it.

"I enjoyed it."

"But it just doesn't seem proper."

"I feel as if I am cheating on Sameer."

"Why do you think so?" asked Rohini, "I can assure you that he had his own share of fun." Looking back at the events, I realized that it was Rohini who had all the pleasure; I was left hard and dry. She compensated me by letting me use the time to watch Mayuri and Shrini in action, though.

"What?"

"Did he?"

"He made a move on you?" Mayuri asked excitedly.

"Your husband is so shy," she said, "I had to provide him lot of encouragement before he could enjoy himself."

"Yes, Sameer is a sweet guy."

"He can't take advantage of anyone," said Mayuri knowing me very well for more than 7 years now.

"You would notice that even I hadn't answered yes," said Rohini.

"With such a large group, it is too risky," she added.

"Oh," said Mayuri surprised with her admission.

"It would be cozy if it were just the four of us," said Rohini.

"I could be more comfortable with that," replied Mayuri, "but I can't muster courage to openly indulge in it."

"I know," said Rohini agreeing with her, "it is hard for us, considering our strict, moral upbringing."

"Are you tempted to, though?" asked Rohini.

"Of course," said Mayuri.

"Did you find out if Shrini would be good enough for you?" Rohini asked directing the conversation to sexual aspects of last evening.

"I know what you are talking about," Mayuri said sheepishly.


"So is he good enough?"

"I can't imagine how you can take such a big thing," she said in response.

"How big was it?" Rohini joked. Mayuri realized that only slapped her thigh, I guessed.

"I find it hard and it is very painful too," Rohini responded seriously.

"What about you?" asked Rohini, "Do you think you can handle it?"

"Of course," Mayuri said very confidently.

"But I don't want to jeopardize my marriage," added Mayuri thoughtfully.

"What if you were confident that this would not jeopardize your marriage?" asked Rohini probing her further.

"In that case it should be fine, I guess," Mayuri responded calmly.

"It would be just fine?" Rohini implored.

"I would have to admit," Mayuri started opening up, "that it would be very pleasurable for me."

"I am pretty confident that it would be pleasurable for Shrini, as well," Rohini said.

"But how pleasure would it be?" Rohini continued the thread.

"Very much," was Mayuri's short response. Rohini didn't say anything and I guessed she was looking into her eyes to get a detailed report. Mayuri embarrassed with her look asked, "What?'

"Well would it be more pleasurable than your sex with Sameer?" Rohini spelled it out for her. Mayuri didn't respond for a moment but the mustering some courage she said, "You know the answer."

"It is not as if you don't know it."

"Well, I know it. But I needed to hear it from you," Rohini explained.

"I guess so," Mayuri replied reluctantly.

"Guess what?" Rohini said as her patience was getting tested.

"That sex with Shrini would be far more pleasurable than sex with Sameer," Mayuri finally admitted.

"Would you opt for sex with Shrini, if you had a choice?" Rohini asked trying to get detailed information about Mayuri's mental state.

"What?"

"You heard me!"

"Don't be shy, be honest."

"I know you can be much more explicit," Rohini encouraged her.

"If I had a choice, Shrini's hot cock would always be parked inside me," she said acceding to Rohini's request of being more vulgar and explicit.

"Continuously spewing his baby making sperm inside you," Rohini continued the vulgarity. I understood that Rohini was teasing me and proving that Mayuri could be quickly seduced by Shrini, if not for her moral upbringing.

"Oh yes!" Mayuri said excitedly almost moaning with pleasure.

"He would be almost inside my cervix," Mayuri said.

"All the time," Rohini added.

"You would be pregnant in no time," Rohini said.

"If not for the pill," Mayuri clarified.

The conversation sobered after this, fortunately for me as I was really feeling very humiliated. They both had burst into laughter after their exchange of vulgar dialogues.

"I can't say that I prefer sex with Shrini," Rohini said in a serious tone.

"Shrini's size is affecting our sex life," Rohini lamented.

"Sex with him hurts a lot."

"I thought such a tool is designed to pleasure you," Mayuri reasoned.

"Maybe for a woman like you," Rohini countered, "I would be happy with a normal human being."

"Tough luck!" said Mayuri mocking her.

"That's the reason why we thought of wife swapping," Rohini continued.

"At least that way, Shrini could get all the pleasure he deserves."

"Hmm... So, you were looking for a surrogate wife for him," Mayuri blurted out.

"And what about you? You don't deserve any pleasure?"

"Shrini's sex drive is much stronger."

"I am happy having sex twice a week."

"How does Sameer feel about this?" asked Rohini.

"I don't know."

"I was hoping that you would fill in the surrogate wife's role," Rohini said after mustering some courage, I guessed. There was a moment of silence.

"I don't know what to say," is all Mayuri said.

"Even if Sameer agrees to the swap, I can't bring myself to commit such a shameful act openly."

"Means?"

"I can't do it openly where Sameer knows that I am doing with Shrini openly while he is doing it with you."

"Precisely my point, I don't want it that way either."

"As I said, I am pretty happy with twice a week sex."

"So, it is Shrini whom I am concerned about."

"Sameer is out most of the week and you have admitted that you feel lonely those nights."

"What if we arrange for you to be with Shrini those nights?"

"Behind Sameer's back?"

"No."

"We could agree for an open relationship instead of swapping partners."

"I can't get involved in something like this," she complained.

"I don't understand the issue," Rohini said slightly raising her voice.

"Is it that you are not sure if Shrini can satisfy you?" Rohini emphasized again this point – although, Mayuri had admitted that it would be a lot better.

"Or is that you are concerned Sameer won't approve of this?"

"With that kind of equipment even a few strokes would put me in heaven," said Mayuri elaborating this time about her feelings for sex with Shrini.

"Are you concerned about the frequency then?"

"Shrini staying 3 nights with you here?"

"I have to be honest and admit that I have a drive strong enough to keep Shrini happy and content," Mayuri countered.

"But, I can't be Sameer's wife and have sex with Shrini on a regular basis."

"It is shameful!"

"It is as if I am letting Sameer down."

"Well, I understand your concern," Rohini said, "But I would suggest that you keep an open mind."

"Don't be too concerned about right or wrong."

And that's how the conversation ended. To a very large extent I was very happy that Mayuri was not a slut after all. She indeed cared about me and turned down such an enticing proposal. It was clear, though, that Mayuri like the idea but didn't have the courage to turn it into reality. I didn't have much doubt now that Mayuri would be able enjoy her sex life if she indeed became his Mistress. At least she could have heavenly sex three nights of the week, I thought.

Shrini and Rohini changed their plans and left that evening. Mayuri and I had an early dinner and we decided to hit the bed early to relax a little bit. I broached up the topic of the morning voting and asked her what her responses were.

"YES, NO, and NO," she said.

"What were yours?"

I lied to her, "YES, NO, and YES"

"You don't mind such sessions in future?" she asked puzzled by my answer.

"Yes it was fun."

"Wasn't it fun for you?"

"Yes it was and I did answer that way," she clarified.

"But it is so scandalous," she finally confessed.

"Yes, with 4 couples it is scandalous," I said.

"If it had been only with Rohini and Shrini, we could have been more adventurous," I added steering her towards wife swapping with them.

"So, with them you could have answered YES to the second question as well?" she asked surprised.

"It would be fun, wouldn't it?" I asked.

"Aren't you jealous?"

"If it had been a YES what kind of any arrangement did you have in mind?" she asked. This was the moment where I could drop a hint that I was not averse to Rohini's idea of Mayuri being a surrogate wife to Shrini. However, I needed to tread cautiously and not lead her to think that we were planning this. By now, I was sold on the idea of Mayuri being Shrini's mistress. I believed it was perhaps the best thing that would happen to us in the US. I still had to see if her first meeting with Shrini fired her libido.

"What do you mean?" I asked feigning ignorance.

"What would be the next step?" she asked.

"I didn't think much about it."

"I just thought this would bring us even closer," I clarified.

"Anyway, we spend most of the weekends together."

"With me away most of the week – they could be here to give you company," I elaborated.

"Shrini works from San Francisco couple of days in a week, anyway," I added.

Mayuri was lost in thought, perhaps contemplating on her discussion with Rohini.

"I felt we could be comfortable being intimate with them, without worrying about the social consequences."

I nudged her to respond to my comments. She broke out of the reverie.

"Yes, logically it makes sense."

"But, I am not sure if it would work out," she said in a concerned tone.

"Why?" I probed further.

"Hmm..."

"Just that you are away most of the week," she said and then her words trailed but then she added, "It wouldn't be even."

"Even?"

"I don't know how to put it," Mayuri complained.

"I mean with your consulting job, you may not get enough turns with Rohini," she elaborated finally.

"Oh!"

"I never thought about it in those terms," I explained.

"It is not as if you would be sleeping with Shrini all along while I am gone."

"Not that I would object to it or count number of your turns," I added in the passing, implying that I didn't mind even if they spend 3 nights a week in our marital bed. I was happy that the conversation was heading in the perfect direction and I was dispelling our doubts about the consequences of such a relationship.

"We are in it for fun."

"As long as the fun lasts, we will be involved."

"Who has how many turns is not really a matter that we should concern ourselves with."

"I understand," she said.

"But this is a major step in our life," she added, "I don't want to take it very lightly."

"Yes, we should contemplate about the consequences very carefully."

"Do you think they would like it?" she asked me. Mayuri did know that they were interested in this arrangement. But it seemed Rohini made it clear that Shrini wasn't in particularly looking for Mayuri to play the role of his surrogate wife.

"I guess so; there were only two positive votes," I quickly voted suggesting that the other couples might not have been interested.

"May be we should move to Emeryville next month instead of Foster City," she said.

"That way, we would be closer to them."

"It is just of highway 80 and I too could travel to the city very easily for my job."

Mayuri had got a job offer in an architecture firm in the city and we had been contemplating of moving to Foster City, so it would be closer to the city. My frequent travels also would benefit from this move. But then Emeryville wasn't a bad idea either. I could fly from either Oakland or SF airport. Moreover, Shrini and Rohini were about to buy a house in Davis. It would only be an hour long drive from our place to theirs during non peak hours.

I was pretty happy that it was Mayuri, who was made this suggestion. I remembered that for Mayuri to be a very good mistress, she herself has to take a few steps. One could only help and guide them but she has to tread that path.

"Yes, that would be a good idea."

"I don't want us to get explicitly involved in such a relationship," I clarified.

"Let it develop," I said.

"Yes, that way we are not stuck in such a relationship," she said.

"I think, such explicit relationships become phony and lack the excitement," I explained.

"Besides, it is so shameful to do it so openly," she added smiling.

"Yes, it is too embarrassing to discuss the details either," I corroborated.

"Let us go with the flow," I said, "But let us not hurry into this."

"Yes if it happens, it happens."

"I wouldn't want to do anything specific to make it happen," she said.

"I hope you don't expect us to share details," Mayuri expressed her concerns, "if something happens."

"Not unless you want to," I replied conveying that it was not so important for me that we talk about our escapades in great detail. It was clear to me that she was very concerned about this aspect and didn't want it to be very open.

"It is for fun," I added, "Indulge in it if you get the right opportunity."

"I am confident that they wouldn't mind such an arrangement," I clarified.

We arrived at an amicable conclusion that night. Although, I was pretty sure that nothing much would happen for some time. I felt it was important how I viewed such a relationship. It chimed well with Rohini's proposal.

Our sex that night was terrific as we fucked for almost 2 hours. Mayuri very consciously ensure that I didn't orgasm before she was completely satisfied. We again indulged in it the next day morning. I decided to take a day off to enjoy my beautiful wife. Our frequency increased significantly in the following weeks and even our sessions became much longer.

True to Rohini's assurances, our sex life had improved significantly just by having one session with Shrini. I wondered how much better it would be once Mayuri accepts to be his mistress.

[Darksam]

Our sex life had improved significantly in the next few weeks, not that it was bad earlier. Given that we were enjoying our married sex life much better now, I was not sure if it would be good idea to pursue the swapping (or rather the mistress) idea.


Mayuri was settling in nicely with her new job. Her new job was quite demanding and she being a hard worker took it in her stride. Moreover, my consulting job kept me away for 4 days, keeping her fully occupied with her new job. Our move to Emeryville happened middle of June and we started liking the place. Rohini and Shrini kept away from us for some time, primarily to give Mayuri more time to contemplate the affair. They even planned a separate trip for the July 4th weekend.

Rohini and I were constantly in touch and discussed the 'mistress' idea mainly. Although, my mind didn't quite agree with the idea, my heart was sold on it. I even started fantasizing of Shrini having sex with Mayuri while we had sex. Every time we talked, Rohini urged me to bring up the topic of swap, to ensure that the topic remained on top of Mayuri's head.

Rohini's strategy was working, as one day Mayuri confessed that she found the idea very appealing but was not comfortable in taking the next step. Although, this was not new to me, it was the first time Mayuri confessed this to me. I never pressurized her but let her know, in no uncertain terms, that I was not averse to the idea. I urged her to pursue it, if she desired, without worrying bout seeking my consent.

However, the progress was very slow and I was not sure if Mayuri would bite the bullet. It had been more than three months since the theatre incident and nothing had happened after that. Shrini and Rohini visited us a handful of times but every time it was a friendly get-together. I, however, managed to savor a few intimate moments with Rohini. It was mostly at their place, while Shrini and Mayuri were out enjoying their morning trail ride.

Mayuri and Shrini loved riding and decided to rejuvenate their hobby for riding. Rohini and I tagged along on couple of occasions. I tried my hands at riding but very soon realized that riding was not for me. Rohini was pregnant and hence she couldn't ride so I usually stayed back behind with her. It was partly Rohini's idea that I didn't tag along and give them some privacy. So, soon they realized that decided to go by themselves on those mornings. I still remember how I managed to taste Rohini for the first time in their bed.

That morning Shrini & Mayuri left very early, around 5:30 and were not supposed to return until about 9:00am or so.

I woke up at 6:30, freshened and headed towards the kitchen to fetch a glass of water. Rohini was already up and making tea for us. Already in her fifth month pregnancy, her tummy was showing quite some. I gently hugged her from behind and planted a kiss on her neck.

"Good morning," she said leaning into me and turning her face towards me.

I learned forward and kissed her lips, returning her gesture, and wished her, "Good morning!" My hands sneaked inside her top and gently kneaded her tummy. Her skin felt so smooth and even -- her tummy too had grown quite big despite her lean build. She, however, didn't put on weight in any undesirable areas. Her ass, though, had increased in size and widened a bit. I wondered if Shrini was screwing her ass, now that she was growing too big to indulge in vaginal sex. She let me fondle her as she carried on with her chores. Although, she realized that I wanted to do more than just knead her tummy. Having finished her chores, she turned around to face me and said, "Do you think anything would happen today?" she asked.

"Not unless, you desire so," I said -- my lips inching closer to hers. Her eyes closed and her lips parted to accommodate my invading tongue. It was a leisurely, yet passionate kiss that lasted for a few minutes. My hands roamed over her body initially and then my left hand rested on her right breast while I squeezed her fleshy butt with my right hand. Rohini didn't hesitate either in gripping my manhood under my pajamas. It was erect and ready to go, despite my last night (long) session with Mayuri. Her kiss became forceful as she got hold of my erect dick underneath my pajamas. She had it wrapped in her fingers and still the head was peaking out. I am not so small after all, I thought to myself.

She broke the kiss and wiped her lips on my shirt. I had slobbered all over her mouth in the heat of the moment, most of which she had already gulped down.

"I am not talking about us," she said. Understanding that she was talking about something between Mayuri and Shrini I responded, "I don't hope much."

"But you do wish, don't you?" she said tightening her grip on my manhood. I responded to her by leaning into her for another kiss. We moved to their bedroom after this. I helped her with the top and unhooked her bra in no time. This was the first time I saw her naked breasts. Her bust size had definitely increased but was still considerably lower than Mayuri's bust size. I worked on each one of them for some time until her nipples were very erect and distended. Her nipples were much larger in comparison to her breast size -- one could easily slide a couple of small rings on her nipples. I wondered, if Shrini would transform Mayuri's breast in a similar way.

She shed rest of her clothes and spread herself inviting me to eat her. Her dark lips were swollen and seemed much bigger now. I leaned between her legs and kissed her tummy just around the navel. Unlike Mayuri, Rohini had a wheatish complexion -- a slightly darker shade of fair complexion. Mayuri was extremely fair and had pinkish lips that drove me crazy every time we made love. The contrast definitely excited me.

I licked and sucked her for almost half an hour, until my jaw ached. After she was completely spent, I lay near her legs cleaning up the mess of liquids we had created. The bed sheet was soaking wet right below her ass.

"Don't worry," she said, "I will change the bed sheet after we are done."

"You are the best pussy licker," she exhaled catching her breath.

"Really?" saying that I moved up and lied next to her. Her eyes had a glazed look as she continued starring at the ceiling.

"Although, you are only the second person I am having sex with," she said, "I can say this confidently."

"What about Shrini?" I enquired.

"He is not good at it," she replied calmly.

"He doesn't need to!"

"He can make a woman orgasm by just penetrating her," she clarified.

"That is why you need to practice more of pussy licking," she said holding my erect penis in her hand.

"That way Mayuri can have best of both the worlds!"

I turned towards her and kissed corners of her lips as she explained my future role to me. I never took her talk very seriously; I felt she was only trying to ensure that I don't intervene in Shrini's and Mayuri's affairs. She turned towards me and let me kiss her while she jacked my penis.

I motioned to move on top of her during the kiss, although her tummy didn't allow me to completely lie down on her. Realizing that I had moved to penetrate her, she broke the kiss and said, "You realize that you haven't earned that privilege yet."

"Come on Rohini," I urged her, "don't be so mean!"

"When will I earn that privilege," I complained.

"As soon as Mayuri lets Shrini mount her," she replied, her language full of sexual innuendo.

"Why don't you fellate me then," I pleaded.

"I can't," she responded, "till Mayuri becomes Shrini's mistress."

"But then Mayuri did fellate him," I reasoned.

"That because Mayuri is willing to become his mistress!"

Her hand continued to gently jack me while we were exchanging words.

"You should be very happy that I let you kiss my lips," she said coyly. I understood that she meant both of her lips. It was amazing how much I enjoyed kissing her lips -- both of them. Her breath and taste of her pussy excited me tremendously. In fact, the first time I went down on her, I thought I might just ejaculate without even touching my penis.

I was gradually pumping as she held my manhood in her hands very close to her vagina.

"I can't wait to feel this inside me," she said as I continued my thrusts. I hoped I could get a feel for her tight pussy before she delivers a baby. Shrini might have already dilated her pussy and birth of baby would perhaps make it impossible for her to feel me after her delivery.

"But you are not doing anything to make this possible," she complained.

"What?" I asked puzzled by her complaint. My thrusting slowed down in response to it as well.

"What is your weekly frequency with Mayuri?" she asked.

"I don't know," I said thinking for a second and then responded, "may be 6 or 7 times a week."

"You spend only 3 nights with her and yet so much sex?" she asked.

"We do it twice a day," I responded slowly see-sawing my penis through her fist.

"And how long does each session last?" she asked.

"Hmm... around 45 minutes to an hour," I said.

"Impossible!"

"You can't maintain this frequency and hope that Mayuri succumbs to Shrini's advances," she reprimanded. I understood her point now.

"What do you recommend?" I asked encouraging her, perhaps just to please her. In my mind it was clear that if Mayuri liked Shrini then she would have sex with him sooner or later. My having more sex with her didn't really matter. I knew that her sex drive was much stronger, so she could easily accommodate two studs, if required.

"Firstly, reduce the frequency to 3 or 4 per week," she said.

"Secondly, make a few sessions quickies."

Although, I was no match to Shrini (as per Rohini's explanation) in the sex department, I wasn't very bad either. I had a decent sized dick that had kept Mayuri content and happy until that episode with Shrini. We also had pretty good sex regularly that lasted for some time. Even when I penetrated her, I never came within a few strokes, except on couple of occasions. Whatever she recommended was very hard for me to practice.

I needed sex and I, perhaps, had a secret desire to watch Mayuri making out with a stud like Shrini. But both these needs were not mutually exclusive.

I bent down to kiss Rohini again, just to divert her attention from the topic. While doing so, my dick made contact with her pussy. Rohini was getting excited again with all this talk as her pelvis inched upwards to match each of my thrust. Her hand was still holding my erect penis very tightly but she the tip of my penis touch her pussy every now and then.

Our kisses were becoming more and more passionate now and I quickly seized the opportunity and tried to put more pressure on her hands. Now with each thrust my penis would touch her pussy lips and entered her pussy a little. I was hoping Rohini didn't create fuss over this and soon let me penetrate her. To my great surprise, she moved her other hand to my prick; I thought to guard against any unwarranted penetration. But she spread her lips and guided my dick into her. With one mighty stroke I was completely inside her, I did so without even thinking about her pregnant condition. She grunted as I completely sunk my penis in her vagina.

Her pussy was definitely a little bit more dilated than that of Mayuri's. But I was certain she could feel me. Our mouths still glued exchanging massive amount of saliva as I started slobbering again. I had this unusual habit that sometimes annoyed Mayuri. But Rohini gulped as much as she could and continued kissing me back. Her warm pussy was heavenly and I experienced the thrill that I had while having sex with Mayuri for the first time.

Within 3 minutes, I quickened the pace and came inside her. I lifted myself up a little and supported myself on my hands, my prick still embedded in her.

"You owe me," she said, "looking down at my pecker."

"Just let me know when and how to repay," I said between my labored breath.

"You promise?" she asked.

"Yes."

"Okay, then I can do one more favor," she said as she asked me to get up and lie down on my back. As I lay down on my back, she got up and kneeled between my legs and inspected my messy prick. It was still inflated and coated with my slimy cum.

"You are not that bad after all," she said hinting at my ability to fuck. She picked up my still inflated cock between her fingers and bent down to kiss it. I was stunned by her reaction as my prick was still messy and couldn't imagine even Mayuri doing that.

Her lips parted and she engulfed my spent cock in her mouth, sucking out the slimy semen in no time. She then continued giving a blowjob to me; her hands playing with balls all the time. My penis started responding to her expert tongue play. If that were not enough, she did something strange, that aroused me further. One of her fingers strayed to my anus and she started gently probing my anus. The finger was gently circling the puckered hold, probing a bit harder every now and then. Somehow, my body enjoyed that touch of hers. I never knew that I could get excited by such an act. I didn't object to it and instead let her take liberties.

She urged me to move my legs a little bit, which I did. That gave her much better access to my genitals and anus that she was had been massaging all along. My penis was fully erect now due to her expert work. She suddenly stopped and squeezed my dick with her left hand that was busy playing with my anus and then moved her hand to my anus again transferring the wetness to that area. I understood that she would probably insert a finger inside. I winced in (pleasurable) pain as her middle finger entered my anus.

She kept it completely embedded inside for a few moments before she decided to start the see-sawing motion. I was in a very excited stated and any other time would have perhaps ejaculated. This time, however, I was able to prolong this state due to my recent ejaculation.

After about 15 minutes of non stop sucking and fucking (with her finger), she came up to me and kissed me.

"That was amazing!" I said.

"I can't imagine Mayuri doing it for me," I added.

"Well, I am not sure if she will do it for you,"

"But she will certainly do it for Shrini," she said.

I moved to fuck her again and urged her to move on all her fours. She co-operated and let me mount her from behind. I pumped her pussy for over 10 minutes and still was not close to climaxing. Rohini was getting tired in that position and she urged to switch back to missionary style.

"How much more time?" she asked me. Mayuri rarely asked such a question but there were occasions when she asked this. It usually meant that the woman was satisfied and it was okay to cum any time. On a good day, I could enjoy 15-20 minutes of penetration without ejaculating. But then I used delay tactics by stopping my humping and concentrating on working Mayuri's tits and perhaps even going down on her once in a while.

"Don't know," I said.

"Would you mind if Mayuri swallowed Shrini's load and not yours?" Rohini asked titillating my senses -- perhaps encouraging me to climax sooner.

"Mayuri doesn't like swallowing," I responded between my thrusts.

"With Shrini, she will," emphasized Rohini.

"Would you mind if Mayuri rimmed Shrini's asshole?" Rohini asked further.

"You mean perform analingus on him?" I clarified.

"Yes."

"I can never imagine her doing that," I replied.

"She will start doing this for Shrini," she said.

"A good mistress knows how to pleasure her master," she continued.

"She would never do that," I reiterated.

"Well, why don't you have a bet with me then," she lured me.

"You can win a sexual favor from me, if you win," she said.

"Otherwise, I win a sexual favor from you!"

"What kind of favor?"

"Oh don't worry," she assured, "It is just a perverted sexual favor."

"Done," I said knowing very confidently that Mayuri would never indulge in such perverted acts. We never even spoke of such activities and hence believed Mayuri would never participate in such acts.

"Are you about to cum?" she asked me.

"Sort of?"

"How long?"

"May be a few more strokes," I responded.

"Well, I want you to cum in my mouth," she said. Surprised by her request, I pulled out and moved towards her face. It was a cumbersome position, so she asked me to stand next to the bed facing her, while she turned on her side and took my throbbing prick in her mouth.

Her head was supported by her hand as I slowly see-sawed through her mouth. Her other hand started fingering my asshole again. I wondered if Shrini and Rohini had fetish for anal sex.

In a few more strokes I flooded her mouth with my cum. Or so, I imagined. With hardly any time recuperate; all I could manage was a few drops. She diligently sucked in the ejaculation and cleaned my dick completely.

Exhausted by our session, we both lied down on our bed in each other's arms. I was not sure if the comments she was making about Shrini enjoying her women to swallow and perform analingus were true and I decided to broach the topic now that there wasn't any sexual energy left in us.

She responded, "Yes it is true."

"Shrini loves it."

"If Mayuri cannot do this for Shrini, then she cannot be his true Mistress," she clarified.

"I don't think Mayuri enjoys these things," I said.

"She will learn to," Rohini reasoned.

"Once she is pleasured by his dick."

"She will do anything for him," explained Rohini.

"Is he that good?" I asked curiously.

"He is much better than even you," Rohini said emphasizing that my performance wasn't bad.

"Shrini could hump a woman in all positions for 35-40 minutes without showing any sign of cumming," she elaborated.

"Moreover, his prick size gives immense pleasure to many women."

"I am quite certain that Mayuri would not only accommodate but also crave for his cock."

"I am sure it would excite you if she reserved some special privileges to Shrini only," Rohini said while smiling at me.

"Wouldn't it?"

"Yes it would."

"A little," I honestly admitted.

"Don't let it upset you, though."

"Women instinctively let their preferred lovers take a few unwarranted privileges," she elaborated.

"It is there way of letting their preferred lovers know that they are the preferred ones."

"Are Shrini and Mayuri comfortable with each others company," I asked changing the topic.

"More than comfortable," she said and added further, "There talk is full of sexual innuendos," clarifying what she meant.

"Are they talking about sex?" I eagerly asked.

"Well, Shrini is just testing the waters and Mayuri is responding favorably," said Rohini.

"It is only a matter of time before Shrini mounts Mayuri."

"She needs a *just* reason," she said.

[Darksam]

Rohini didn't elaborate further on that topic; instead promised me to divulge the details at an appropriate time. Nothing much happened for quite some time and I was losing hope. Sometimes, I thought, It was in my best interest if nothing happened. Rohini, on the other hand, was very optimistic. She even conned me into a bet that Mayuri would accept Shrini as her new master before the end of this year.


The wager, as usual, was that the looser would return a sexual favor to the winner. I already owed two such sexual favors to Rohini and didn't mind one more. Either way, it only meant more fun for me with her.

Things took an unusual turn when all of a sudden I lost my job. This was the onset of the infamous dot com bust. Contractors were usually the first ones to get affected and among several others, I was relieved from the client company I was working for. My fears turned into reality when my employer stopped paying me and kept me on the payroll only due to impending green card.

Most people get affected by such an incident and I was no exception. My self esteem took a serious hit as I was not able to clear many interviews and later on I didn't even receive any interview calls. After about two months of agony, I realized that it was the market. None of the employers wanted to file for an H1B, finding it hard to justify when there were layoffs in the company. My friends and wife helped me cheer up during this depressing phase of my life.

With me at home, our sex blossomed and we were engaging in prolonged foreplays and very long showers together. We were doing it twice daily; with me pleasuring Mayuri every morning with my mouth and then penetrating her for the second time. Almost on a regular basis, our sex culminated in the shower cubicle. Despite having so much sex, the visions of Shrini mating with Mayuri never left me.

Mayuri too opened up to the idea of swapping partners as the days passed. We had been having incredible sex in past couple of months, which helped shed her inhibitions. We still hadn't engaged in anything kinky but oral sex and minor variations in positions were never ruled out.

We discussed the idea while having sex and Mayuri always responded favorably but had concerns about its impact on our relationship.

I was getting very close to winning the bet since it was already December and still there were no signs of change in Mayuri. However, to my utter surprise, Mayuri brought up this topic sometime in early December. It was me who usually initiated the discussion but this time it was her.

"Does the swapping idea still appeal to you?" she asked.

"You mean the survey we did in May?" I asked knowing very well that she meant swapping only between the four of us.

"No," she replied in irritated tone and clarified, "I mean swapping with Shrini and Rohini."

"Yes it does," I replied.

"Would it be fun?" Mayuri asked probing further.

"Yes, it would,"

"Rohini is fairly attractive," I replied promptly.

"But Shrini would be more privileged," I said hinting that Mayuri was far more beautiful than Rohini. She could only blush in response.

It was my turn and I asked her, "Does the idea still appeal to you?"

"Yes it does," she answered without hesitating.

"But I am worried about the implications," she added. Not wanting to end the conversation the usual way, I probed further by asking, "What implications?"

"Rohini confided in me that Shrini is frustrated with her inability to satisfy him sexually," she started a bit hesitantly.

"That's why they were exploring the idea of swapping partners," she elaborated.

"Why?" I asked. Gauging that she hadn't understood what I was saying, I rephrased the question, "Why is she not able to satisfy him?"

"Well," she started a bit hesitantly again, "Rohini says she is not able to accommodate his size." She giggled a little as she completed the sentence.

"Really?" I eagerly asked feigning ignorance, "Is he that big?"

"I don't know," Mayuri responded casually, feigning ignorance. She was lying though.

"Rohini insists that he is very well endowed," Mayuri clarified.

"Why do you think you could accommodate him then?" I asked teasing her.

"I don't know," she again replied hesitantly caught off guard by my question.

"I am not as fragile as Rohini, I guess," she said justifying her belief that she would be able to accommodate him.

I acceded to her justification since I knew that unlike Rohini, Mayuri would derive tremendous pleasure accommodating Shrini.

"Then what is the problem?" I asked alluding to the issue she had been highlighting.

"Well," she started, "If we were to swap with them."

"Shrini's sexual frustrations would result in a lot more sessions with me."

"And Rohini's relative lack of interest in sex would mean you wouldn't have all that fun."

"I thought a swap meant that we would swap partners at the same time," I said clarifying that Shrini and I would have equal number of turns with Mayuri and Rohini respectively. So, the question of inequality didn't arise.

"I wouldn't want to imagine a swap that way," Mayuri sternly responded.

"It is too phony and embarrassing," she added.

"I would like it as an open relationship," she elaborated. I could see that the seeds planted by Rohini had taken roots finally. Although, I too aspired for such a relationship with them, albeit a little passively, I was a little nervous, now that things seemed to head in that direction.

"Are you suggesting that there be no limitations?" I asked nervously.

"Sort of," she responded, "As long as the decorum of our relationships is maintained."

"With such an arrangement," I said clarifying her concerns, "you are worried that Shrini might have an unfair share of you."

"Yes!"

"Given that Rohini is in the last month of her pregnancy you can't expect to have sex with her for a good 2-3 months," she elaborated. I laughed at that thought - I had already enjoyed her on a few occasions.

"It can't be considered unfair given Shrini's situation, though," added Mayuri.

"Shrini hasn't had much sex in the past 2 months."

"So you feel sorry for him," I asked.

"Yes," she replied calmly.

"Are you going to help him by becoming his surrogate wife?" I heard myself blurting out. I couldn't believe that I said this and neither could she. We both were however toying with this idea and there wasn't much point in referring to it in round about ways. Rohini surely might have discussed this idea with Mayuri again and perhaps this time Mayuri might have latched onto it.

I wasn't quite sure if I wanted her to reply in affirmative either -- since I was always in two minds about this aspect. I would love the idea when my testosterone levels were high but then regret the idea after the excitement subsides.

"I am contemplating," was Mayuri's response to my surprise. I could see that she was surprised with my question but she didn't hesitate from taking it head on. It was very clear that we indeed were talking about her becoming his mistress rather than just swapping partners. It was becoming evident that she liked this idea but was concerned about its affect on our relationship.

"But I am concerned about its effect on our relationship," she thoughtfully added.

"Why do you say that?" I asked.

"Wouldn't it make you jealous," she asked seriously.

"Not if you don't let me know," I responded teasingly. "Be serious," she said elbowing me.

"Well, I wouldn't mind if Rohini reciprocated the favor when you become pregnant," I chided. I very smartly assumed that she meant to become his surrogate wife only for the short period until Rohini recovers from her pregnancy; while it was clear that she meant for this to be on an ongoing basis.

"Stop kidding," she said, "Rohini can't return such a favor," she clarified.

"Her sex drive is too low to satisfy both Shrini and you."

"Besides, I am pretty confident that I can satisfy both Shrini and you even in the 8th month of my pregnancy," she retorted; her face exuding confidence.

"Is this going to be a one way street?"

"Where Shrini would have full access to you and I won't have any access to Rohini?" I asked irked by what Mayuri was suggesting. Not that I wasn't aware what the main intention was but I was getting upset that Mayuri was not only suggesting but also implying that this was perhaps right and not unfair to me.

"That is the main concern I have," Mayuri said.

"But this is how it might pan out."

"Are you okay with this idea," I asked.

"I am not and that is why we are talking about," she replied.

"Well, if I were okay with it would you have any objection to it?" I asked reframing the question.

"Hmm..." she thought for a moment and responded, "Not really!"

"All it means is a lot more sex for me," she justified behind a nervous laugh.

"But I would be concerned if it affected our relationship in a negative way," she added.

"Till date I have shunned away from this idea," she said assuring me that our relationship was her topmost priority.

"I broached up this topic again knowing that you were not averse to this idea," she said.

"After all you had admitted this!"

"Yes I did," I responded.

"But I would prefer a swap instead of an open relationship," I said in a concerned tone. All along I was not averse to this idea but now knowing that Mayuri was in favor of the idea, I was getting jittery about taking this to the next step.

"How could you?"

"It is so embarrassing," she said.

"Even if we don't share the gory details, we are still aware that we had sex with each others partners."

"It is embarrassing to face you the next day morning that way!"

"In an open relationship although we are aware that our partners can have sex with other's partners, we never know for sure when they did it."

"We may not even know it happened last night!"

"I understand your point," I said.

"But I am not happy about not having access to Rohini."

"Well, an open relationship means you have access to Rohini." She immediately responded.

"However, her sex drive is not strong enough," she added. I didn't believe Mayuri -- since I knew that Rohini had a fairly good sex drive, only that she had a little discomfort in accommodating Shrini.

"Why do you think Shrini would have more access to you?" I asked.

"Since we can do it only when we meet each other," I justified.

"In an open relationship, sex is consummated as and when opportunities arise," reasoned Mayuri.

"With Shrini in SF almost every week he has a lot more opportunities to mate with me," she added.

"Besides you are away half of the week anyway," she said.

It was panning out exactly as Rohini had intended. I still remember the conversation she had with Mayuri in May when we did the survey. Mayuri too wanted to use her solitude in mating with Shrini. Moreover, Rohini managed to convince Mayuri of the mistress idea; where we were entering the relationship with a clear idea that Shrini certainly has a lot more access to Mayuri.

"You can't expect me to remain celibate on those days," she added sternly.

"If Shrini turns up one of these nights, I will have no choice but to spend the night with him," she clarified.

"If you can't handle this then we shouldn't pursue this," she said in a dejected tone. Mayuri had made amply clear that she would not shun away from such copulation's once we enter the relationship. It made sense if the understanding was clear from the beginning that it was an open relationship and sex was admissible if both the parties agreed.

"Good that we are discussing these things," I said looking at the positive side.

"Yes, it helps to have a clear understanding before taking such a step," she said endorsing my view.

"I don't mind entering this relationship," she said, "but you need to make up your mind."

"If it jeopardizes our relationship then we better forget about it," she said.

It was very clear that Mayuri had already made up her mind and it was up to me to either encourage her or dissuade her from taking the next step.

"We should perhaps think a little bit more," I said. I was not quite sure that I wanted to go through it now that Mayuri was too eager. On the other hand I didn't want her to give an idea that I was too eager to take this route. After all, it would be hard to imagine why any husband would want such a relationship. The topic was put to rest that night and we didn't visit it until the fateful night just before the New Year eve. Quite a few things had transpired and it seemed that Rohini would definitely win the bet.

Luck was on Rohini's side - even the circumstances helped her. It was Rohini and Shrini's idea that we move to their place to save on the rent. With our savings depleting very fast and no prospect of finding a job in the near horizon, it was a sensible advice.

Mayuri's education had consumed most of our savings and it was time we started to think about avenues to save money. Mayuri's salary was hardly enough to cover our living expenses.

Mayuri quickly confirmed that her employer allowed to work from home for couple of days a week. Given that Shrini spent on an average 2 or 3 days in the city on a weekly basis, it wasn't a bad idea for Mayuri to tag along and share the hotel room that Shrini's company usually booked for him. It was intimidating to leave Mayuri alone with Shrini for few days a week but then it was clear that we might have to return back to India if I didn't find a job in a few months.

Rohini urged me to consider this very seriously as it saved money and also allowed to fulfill my *wild* fantasies. Her arguments were based on our recent spike in sex life due to that one session Mayuri had with Shrini.

Mayuri and I debated about this solution and agreed that moving to their place was in our best interests. We decided to move out of Shrini's place as soon as I found a job and our finances were back on track.

Shrini and Rohini's house wasn't very big but it had enough space for us. The millennium year eve was fast approaching and we had started our packing. We scheduled the move on the January 2nd of the New Year. Neither of us, however, wanted to sacrifice the New Year celebrations.

I knew that sooner or later we would enter the so-called "open relationship" with them, where in Mayuri would finally become Shrini's mistress. We had made amazing progress in the past six months. Mayuri was very intent on marching into this new relationship with the first year of the next millennium. Just a day before the New Year eve she started this conversation as both of, pretty exhausted with the packing chores, hit the bed.

"We owe a favor to Shrini and Rohini," she started.

"Yes we need to repay them, somehow," I replied agreeing with her.

"What better way than to repay by helping Rohini during her pregnancy," she said. We had realized that Rohini could use our help during her pregnancy and were looking forward to assist her during her first child birth.

"Yes, she needs our help," I thoughtfully responded.

"Neither of Shrini's or Rohini's parents is visiting," I justified.

"Yes, you could help Rohini with her regular chores," she replied and then a bit hesitantly added, "while I help Rohini with her bedroom chores."

"By becoming Shrini's surrogate wife?" I asked her nervously. Although, we both subconsciously knew that Mayuri would end up helping Rohini in her bedroom duties, we weren't willing to discuss it openly till now. She nodded her approval to my question.

We were indeed obliged for the favor they extended but this is not the price I was willing to pay. If it wasn't for pleasure then it just meant that I was whoring Mayuri out. But then I thought we were, perhaps, using this as an excuse to enter such a relationship -- where we were largely submissive to another couple?

It reminded me of the *just* reason that Rohini was referring to a few months back. Was this the *just* reason, I wondered. I realized that we both needed a *just* excuse to enter such a relationship. Our upbringing and our culture prohibited us from entering such a despicable relationship. We were able to satisfy our hidden fantasies under the garb of repaying favor to Shrini and Rohini!

Realizing that the time had come to enact our fantasies, both of us were now opening up. Mayuri had already made up her mind and I had made up my mind long time back, although, I frequently oscillated between the two extremes. Having already launched my relationship with Rohini, it would be unfair to intervene in Mayuri and Shrini's relationship, I thought.

We had discussed this concept for quite some time and vaguely understood what it meant for Mayuri to become Shrini's mistress but nevertheless, we had to arrive at a common understanding, one last time, before we stepped into this new relationship. And I asked Mayuri to elaborate on her role as a surrogate wife.

"Well, how should I put it?" she said pondering over it.

"As his mistress," she started.

I was alarmed with that word since that was the word that Rohini had been using. She had plans of making Mayuri, Shrini's mistress. I wondered if Rohini clearly elaborated on the role she had envisaged for Mayuri. It was clear that Mayuri was comfortable using this word.

"I should spend few nights a week with him."

"It would be mostly during the nights in the city," she elaborated, "But don't be alarmed if he needs an additional session over the weekend."

"After all it is his house," she justified.

"Even our marital bed should have place for him!"

"Rohini can't reciprocate this favor, though," she quickly added, urging me to understand the circumstances.

"And neither should we insist on that!" said Mayuri emphatically.

"We are repaying a favor and not swapping partners," she clarified.

"You might be able to enjoy her fruits, whenever luck favors you," she said consoling me. It was clear that Rohini had kept her word and didn't discuss the things that had transpired between us.

"Are you suggesting that I should vacate my bed for him, if he insists?" I asked surprised by her suggestion.

"We need to preserve decorum of our relationships," she quickly retorted.

"So, such a thing would never happen."

"Instead, you should subtlety pave ways for our mating," she elaborated; It was as if I had been discussing with Rohini.

"He is sexually frustrated right now."

"Accommodating him now, would aptly repay their favors," she added.

"I didn't understand how I should be paving ways?" I asked purposely wanting to know if she would be spending entire night with him while at home.

"You would understand that as time passes," she said.

"If you suspect we two are up to something, then assume so and don't intervene."

"Take the cue and offer us more privacy."

"Rohini will help you, if required," she added.

"When do we start repaying the favor," I asked.

"I was thinking of tomorrow night," Mayuri eagerly replied.

"What better way to enter the new millennium," she excitedly added.

We were planning to go to a discotheque to celebrate the New Year. Shrini was planning to tag along since Rohini couldn't make it due to her pregnancy. The plan was to go out and have a nice ball and then come back and stay at our place. Shrini was planning to go home the next day. But now, it was clear that he would be able to sample Mayuri's charms at our house before we move to their place.

"When do you plan to do it?" I asked.

"After we return home from our outing," she said.

"You need to hit the bed early," she added.

"May I request a favor?" she asked.

"What?"

"Could you sleep in the guest room tomorrow night?"

"It wouldn't be comfortable for us sleeping on the single bed," she said.

"I don't mind," I replied, "But wouldn't that be odd?" I asked.

"Not if you do it right?" she responded.


"If you pretend to be drunk and half asleep as we return then it isn't hard to believe that you enter the very first bedroom and hit the bed."

"Subconsciously, Shrini would know that you approve of him spending the night with your wife, in your marital bed."

"In other words, you accept me being his mistress," she added.

"It would be best if you take a sleeping pill before you hit the bed," she suggested.

I was surprised by Mayuri's plan and admired Rohini for her ability to brainwash Mayuri into becoming Shrini's mistress. I wondered if this arrangement was only till the point we stayed at their place. I wouldn't mind if our sex life improved tremendously as a consequence of this, though.

Cut to the New Year day, I woke up with a massive headache. My cell phone was ringing -- the call was from Shrini's place. It was 3:00 in the afternoon -- it was 3:00 pm in the afternoon. I checked where Mayuri and Shrini were -- Mayuri was fast asleep in the master bedroom and Shrini, it seemed, had left. I answered the phone; it was Rohini.

"Are you up," sleepy head she responded to my "hello?"

"Wish you a very happy new year," she said.

"Wish you the same," I replied.

"Congratulations!"

"Your wife is officially Shrini's mistress now," she said excitedly.

"And you owe me one more favor," she said.

"No, she became mistress after the new year," I countered her.

"Do you forget the new year smooch?" she asked making it clear that Shrini had shared the details with her already.

"But he didn't consummate sex with her until in the New Year," I complained.

"Does that little technical detail matter," she asked jokingly.

"Isn't it proof enough that your wife swaps saliva with Shrini in front of everyone as we enter the new millennium?" she asked.

"Shouldn't she be in your arms at that moment?" she reasoned.

She was right, Mayuri had accepted the idea much before she enacted on it. So, technically or otherwise Rohini had won the bet and hence I conceded defeat.

"I will collect the favors once you folks move here," she said.

"I am sure, we would have lot of time alone," she added.

"Would you mind sharing the details of what happened on the dance floor," I asked.

"I couldn't tell what they were talking about," I said.

"I will but at an appropriate time," she replied.

"Did you take the sleeping pills?" she asked.

So, Rohini had suggested the idea of sleeping pills to Mayuri. Moreover, we never had sleeping pills at home, so Mayuri had made a trip to purchase them at Longs. However, Rohini wasn't aware that I had cleverly avoided taking the pill and instead eaves dropped on their session. I, however, didn't want to share this with Rohini.

"Yes, I did and so I am waking up just now!" I replied calmly.

"What is Mayuri doing?" she asked.

"Asleep?"

"She needs rest!" she said mockingly.

"Go easy on her tonight," Rohini suggested, "use your tongue as much as you can," she added jokingly.

"Do that a few days until she gets used to his size," she said.

"Was she able to accommodate him," I eagerly asked although I knew the answer.

"Yes, with a little bit of difficulty," she responded.

"Did Mayuri offer a new year kiss last night?" she asked.

"To whom?" I asked confused by her question.

"You!"

"Who else?" was her quick response.

"No, I just managed a peck," I said dejectedly.

"Why do you ask?" I asked wondering the motivation behind her question.

"Never mind," she said and bid goodbye to me.

Now that I was wide awake, I went over the last night events. We had decided to visit a well known discothèque in the SF area. It was extremely crowded as expected. All of us were comfortably dressed, although a bit overdressed compared to the US norms. Mayuri wore nice tight fitting jeans with a snuggly hugging top. We checked in around 10:30 pm or so and had planned to stay until 1:00 or 2:00 am in the morning.

The music was great - Mayuri and I danced a lot. I was surprised that Shrini was dancing alone with some of the other women he met. He never asked for an opportunity to dance with Mayuri. I intermittently had my drinks.

Mayuri and I were having great time -- although neither of us were much of dancers. We were enjoying since no eyes were particularly on us. Shrini was enjoying himself as well. It was not until around 11:50 pm or so, when Shrini intervened and asked for an opportunity to dance with Mayuri. I didn't want to let him have dance with Mayuri, since it was very close to the millennium moment. Mayuri, however, didn't give much of an opportunity to refuse and took Shrini's lead. I was left stranded but then I thought I would quickly take a leak and return before the count down starts.

As I moved out of the dance floor, I noticed that the two had moved to the other corner of the floor -- perhaps to keep some distance from me. It was terribly crowded and was hence was very hard to keep an eye on anyone unless one consciously tried.

I didn't want to miss spying on them and hence quickly moved into a position from where I could watch them without being conspicuous. Shrini and Mayuri were comfortably dancing now, although they still weren't very close to each other.

They were trying to converse -- which almost meant shouting out loudly in each others ears. The conversation brought them a lot closer since it look awkward to be dancing with each other yet keeping so much of distance. There bodies were not touching, although they were standing extremely close. Five minutes into the dance, Shrini took the lead and grabbed her waist as he swayed to the music with her. Mayuri's hands were now resting on his shoulders; they still maintained respectable distance, surprisingly. A few more minutes passed and I was debating whether I should interrupt them and celebrate the New Year with Mayuri. Both of them had forgotten about me and carried on their conversation, now that they were considerably closer to each other. And then I saw, Mayuri say something to Shrini as she bit her lower lip, perhaps something in response to Shrini's question. The reaction from Shrini was clear as he his hands firmly clasped her waist and pulled her into him. She only resisted slightly, just enough to take a look around to search me in the crowd, and then leaned into him.

It was too crowded and I was well hidden, almost untraceable. Their groins were touching and Shrini made sure she felt his manhood by moving his hands to her butts and pulling her even further. Her hands circled his neck as he took a firm hold of her. They were looking into each others eyes as they swayed with the music. I couldn't muster courage to interrupt them at this point in time.

They were completely oblivious to the New Year celebrations happening around. And then the count down started. Mayuri and Shrini looked up to the DJ as the count down progressed. Then we entered the new millennium, the lights went out for just a moment and came on. I looked for them again and found them engaged in a kiss. The kiss was a short one though, as they got involved in the celebrations with others. Once, things settled, they turned their attentions to each other. Their eyes met and then they shared their second kiss -- this was a very slow and passionate one. Surprisingly, Mayuri didn't bother looking around this time to check on me.

Mayuri and Shrini exchanged a few words as they broke the kiss. Both of them started looking for me now. Realizing that my act of voyeurism could be caught, I headed towards the bathroom. It was a bit crowded and I made in after a wait of 10 minutes. People were misusing the toilets to have sex -- there were quite a few condoms lying on the floor. I finished and headed out. Both Mayuri and Shrini were missing and I thought they too might have decided to freshen up before we headed back.

It was only after 45 minutes of agonizing wait, that I saw Shrini emerging from the restrooms. A few minutes later, Mayuri emerged as well. I was surprised that both of them managed to synchronize their timings.

We headed back around 1:15 am or so. As per the plan, I pretended to be sleepy and let Shrini drive us back. I decided to sit back and doze off. I was keeping an eye on both of them -- they didn't engage in any unwarranted acts in front of me, though. It took a good hour for us to get back home due to the traffic.

I entered the guest room, the first bedroom from the entrance, and crashed on the twin bed. Mayuri came in a little later to hand over the pill and a glass of water to me. I pretended to have the pill and gulped in the glass of water. Confident that I took the pill, she went out, closing the door behind me.

Our apartment was on the top-floor of a multi storey building. It was a 2-bedroom, 2-bath apartment. The master bedroom was next to our guest room and had an attached bathroom, while the other bathroom was opposite to the guest room. Both of the bedrooms were on the opposite side of the entrance, with the living room and master bedroom on either side of the guest bedroom. A unique feature of this apartment was the vaulted ceilings and the common balcony that spanned across the living room, guest room, and almost peeped into the master bedroom. The balcony ended almost at the point where the master bedroom window started on that side. Due to this peculiar setup, one could watch the action in all the three major rooms (living room, guest bedroom, and master bedroom) from the balcony. One could stand at the corner of the balcony and peep in to the master bedroom, if the curtains were drawn out.

Due to the bay, it was noisy outside even during the nights sometimes, so I had to make an arrangement to hear them even if I was standing out. Interestingly, due to the porous wall construction, a stethoscope held against the common wall, allowed me to hear the conversation in the bedroom. The same held against the window pane, would enable me to hear the conversation if I was standing in the balcony. I also made sure that the corner blind was broken, nearer to the balcony, so that even if the blinds were shut, I could still peep in through that narrow gap.

Ensuring that the guest bedroom door was shut, I quickly checked the balcony. The living room lights were out, suggesting that they both were in the master bedroom. I got out into the balcony, and peeped into the master bedroom. The cold would kill me, I wondered to myself, if I stayed long outside. I had somehow not thought much of it. Mayuri was changing into comfortable attire. She opted for her favorite night dress, and decided against panty and bra, which anyway wouldn't be required. I guessed Shrini was in the bathroom.

Dressed comfortably, she admired herself in the mirror. She felt her breasts and her hips, acting like a teenage girl in front of the mirror. She checked her breath, strangely, to see if she needed to use a mouthwash. Mayuri had one of the cleanest breaths and I never hesitated kissing her even in the morning, although, she wasn't comfortable with her morning breath.

Shrini opened the door of the bathroom -- he was comfortably dressed in his pajamas and bare-chested. He was one of the skinniest person, I had seen -- almost 6 feet tall but with an extremely lean body -- one might not hesitate to say very thin body. Unlike me, he hardly had any hair on his chest. Mayuri didn't wait any longer and almost leapt into his arms and kissed him very hard. They were at entrance of the bathroom playing war of tongues as their foreplay stretched over five minutes. Shrini was comfortably returning her kiss; Mayuri was the aggressor as her hands roamed over his body and rested between his legs, massaging his dick. Mayuri blocking my view, I couldn't make out how long his equipment was but with the length of her strokes, I could figure it was on the longer side.

She kneeled down in front of him, still massaging his raging hard on over his boxer shorts. I was very keen on checking out his size -- although it did look very big, much bigger than mine. She did something strange as I was thinking about this; she dug her face into his crotch and inhaled the aroma while nudging his manhood with her nose and lips. Sufficiently intoxicated with his aroma, she tugged on the Velcro band of his boxer shorts and pulled out his magnificent manhood. Although, I was at a distance of about 15 feet, I could clearly see that his dick was indeed huge by Indian standards. In fact, I would consider it to be huge by even Caucasian standards.

It was a strange sight to find this huge dick dangling on a man who didn't have the physique to carry it. His legs were skinny, which made his equipment look even larger. I didn't dare estimate the size but it was easily twice as large as mine, as Rohini had mentioned earlier. I was glad that Mayuri chose to become mistress of such a well endowed man. It was certainly a symbiotic relationship as Mayuri was gifted with the most desirable body by Indian standards and Shrini had the equipment to satisfy any nymphomaniac.

His penis showed some precum from the foreplay they had indulged in. She smeared it across her lips holding his giant prick at the base with her lovely hands. Within no time she was sucking on reddish knob of his prick. She was feverishly sucking his manhood trying to devour as much as she could but could barely take half of this monster prick in her mouth. She played with his heavy balls while her head bobbed up and down on his dick. This went on for well over 5 minutes and yet Mayuri didn't show any sign of tiredness, which she usually complained about while sucking mine, even though my prick wouldn't have hurt her jaws. By now Shrini was rhythmically humping her mouth, trying to get more and more of his prick down her mouth. Although, she could never go past behind 3/4th of his prick; even that she did with great difficulty. I was surprised with Mayuri's ability to take such a thick and long prick deep in her mouth, without showing much signs of gagging.

Satisfied with Mayuri's efforts to please him, he moved to please her now. Mayuri quickly lay down on the bed with her head towards me and legs towards the bathroom. Shrini lay on top of her and started kissing Mayuri. It was another passionate kiss. Shrini was making me jealous, kissing my gorgeous wife on our marital bed, while I was supposedly sleeping in the next room.

Shrini asked, "Is Sameer definitely asleep?"

"Don't worry, he should be fast asleep," she casually replied.

Shrini moved his attention to Mayuri's breasts now. This dress of Mayuri allowed easy access to her breasts and perhaps why she opted for tonight. Shrini latched onto one of her nipples and started milking it with his mouth. He must have had some difficulty in holding onto her nipples with his teeth, since they were really tiny. Mayuri moaned every time his teeth grazed past her nipples in an attempt to grab them.

Satisfied with milking her, he kneeled between her legs to admire her thin beautiful slit. I was certain he was enjoying the view of her slightly dilated pinkish lips that would have to open further to accommodate his massive penis. Shrini bent down to taste her delicate pussy; he smothered it with his saliva but didn't waste too much time on it. Instead, he quickly moved into a 69 position on top of her.

With this angle, I could admire his majestic tool that was about to give immense pleasure to my wife. It was modeled after his long legs, except that it was also much thicker. I could admire the tool that Rohini had been raving about all these days. It was not more than 5 feet from where I was standing and less than 5 inches from my wife's eager mouth. Shrini didn't readily lower his prick towards her mouth, but toyed with her initially as he went down on her. Mayuri was getting impatient as she jacked him with one hand and pulled on his butt with her other hand to enter her eager mouth.

Shrini relented and lowered himself a little bit, just enough for her to suck on the bulging red knob. She latched onto it as one would have latched onto a water hose in a desert. She was frantically jacking him as she tried to take more of his prick in her mouth; her other hand was busy massaging his large sacs. All of a sudden, I saw Shrini pulling himself up from her grasp, and say,

"Use your mouth!"

"No hands and teeth!"

Mayuri obeyed his command and moved her hands to his butt and only played with his balls occasionally. All the while, she was just sucking the huge dick with her mouth. Unlike what Rohini mentioned, Shrini was busy sucking nectar from her pussy for quite sometime. It was well over 35 minutes now and still they hadn't commenced intercourse. The cold outside was killing me -- and I had to make arrangements to protect myself. I quickly ran and wore a coat and also got a blanket to cover myself. When I returned, I noticed that Shrini had stopped going down on her but Mayuri was still busy sucking on his pecker. She than for the first time moved towards his large sacs and sucked them into her mouth one by one. Shrini moaned in response to her tongue play. Encouraged by the effect she was having on Shrini, she continued playing with his testicles and gradually moved to his butt. She was drenching his butt with her saliva, with each of her open mouthed kisses. I was surprised to see Mayuri act this way -- since she had never shown any particular interest in sucking my balls or for that matter kissing my butt.

Shrini moved out of the bed after this and requested Mayuri to move up a little bit till her head was over the edge of the bed. She gladly complied and now was lying on her back on the bed with her head dangling down. I thought he would ask her to suck on his dick in this position, so that he could even try to force his dick a little bit down her throat. Mayuri eagerly opened her mouth and let Shrini stuff his massive dick to the extent he could. He than started slowly pumping his dick into her mouth. Mayuri and I had never indulged in this kind of sex in more than 2 years of our marriage.

I could see that Shrini was trying to get more and more of his massive prick into her mouth. Mayuri was guarding with her hands and every now and then she put pressure on him to withdraw and offer some breathing room. From my vantage point, I could see that Shrini had managed to stuff in more than half of his prick into her mouth. Now, his thrusts were getting more forceful and he tried to drive more of his prick with each thrust. It seemed as if he was breaching the entrance of her throat with every thrust as she gagged a little bit. Concerned with her response, he withdrew his penis completely. Mayuri coughed in response to this, indicating clearly that she was stressed with his onslaught.

"Are you alright?" he asked her in a concerned tone.

She wiped her mouth clean with her hand and responded, "Yes."

"Have you reached your limit?" he asked her. She gulped all her saliva before responding, "No, I can take it a little deeper."

"Give me a few minutes," she said catching her breath.

"You are amazing," he said moving to the other side of bed to have a glass of water.

"Rohini couldn't take half of what you could," he said as he kept the glass down.

"You don't have much of gag reflex either," he added.

"Well you never know," she said raising her head to look at him.

"You have only gone half way down!"

"We will find out soon," he responded as he quickly moved over her head again. However, this time he moved his penis out of way and let her latch onto his balls. A minutes rest had rejuvenated Mayuri and she started sucking his balls lovingly. A minute later, Shrini adjusted himself and moved further on top of her. This took his balls out of her reach and she turned to kiss his butt -- she sucked every inch of his outer butt. But Shrini was not happy, he readjusted himself on top of her and picked her head with one hand and directed her into his crack. I was getting a wind of what he was trying to do but found it to be very weird. 

Mayuri, however, responded to his motions and nudged herself into his crack but she went too far inside, perhaps to kiss his balls again. Realizing that Mayuri hadn't got the message, Shrini readjusted himself again and this time pushed her head firmly into his crack, ensuring that her lips went straight to his asshole. She reacted, not sure of what Shrini was trying to do, pulled herself out and asked,


"What are you doing?"

"I can't kiss you there," she complained.

"Why not?"

"It is clean," he reasoned.

"It's gross!"

"I can't do that," she revolted.

"Come on!"

"Don't be a spoil sport," he said dejected.

"At least feel it with your lips," he urged her. Mayuri let him sit on her mouth but she had tightly held her lips. Shrini was of course not very happy with this and in no time, he ended the act and asked her to turn around.

Mayuri was now lying with her legs spread facing the window, the opposite direction in which she had been sleeping so far. He pulled her forward until her legs were freely hanging down from the edge of bed. He again went down on her -- this time he worked on her pussy, perhaps her clit, until she was moaning very loudly. I couldn't see all that was happening since his head was blocking my view. Then suddenly I heard Mayuri say, "What are you doing?" She was looking at him.

"Just relax," he said.

"Ease your muscles," he urged her.

"No!" she said pushing his hand away. It was clear to me that Shrini was playing with her anus. We had never indulged in kinky sex and anal sex was something we never even talked about.

"Ooh," Mayuri grunted as Shrini's finger eased into her maiden anal entrance.

"Stop it,"

"Pull it out!" Mayuri complained. But Shrini didn't pay any attention to her and continued eating her. This time he homed on her clit, while his figure was playing up inside her. Mayuri was squirming in response to his tongue on her clit and finger inside her anus. Very soon Mayuri started responding to him; she was moaning as Shrini was see-sawing his finger through her anus. She was enjoying the forbidden act. After about five minutes of relentless fingering, he eased and asked her to raise her legs. He wasn't done yet. It seemed he was all set to teach her the anal pleasures of sex.

He requested to pull her legs and hold them to her chest. That raised her butt of the bed and gave access to her puckered hole. I could see that her usually pinkish hole had become red and was glistening with their mixed juices. Mayuri had willingly complied this time, knowing that he was about to tongue her anus. Perhaps, the finger penetration already let her know how pleasurable this activity was. Shrini worked on her asshole for the next 5 minutes. All the while, Mayuri was moaning, immensely enjoying the pleasure that Shrini was giving her. He moved back on top of her after this arduous activity and kissed her. Surprisingly, Mayuri didn't hesitate in kissing him back immediately after he had gone down on her back side. I presumed she was clean down there and hence didn't mind Shrini going down on her.

"How was it?" he asked breaking the kiss.

"Great!" Mayuri exhaled.

"You robbed me of that pleasure," he complained.

"Sorry!"

"But I can never come around to doing something like that!" she said.

"Relax," Shrini assured her, "Sameer doesn't have to know what we are doing here."

"You will when the time comes," he added confidently. Mayuri took his semi-flaccid cock in her hand and started stroking it to make it completely erect again. She quickly moved onto on her knees to pay due respect to the cock that was about to penetrate her. She took it into her mouth and sucked on it until it was completely erect.

"Do you have a condom," asked Shrini.

"No, why do you need one?" responded Mayuri.

"I am on the pill," she reasoned and added, "Besides Sameer's won't fit you!" I shuddered as I heard Mayuri frankly admit the difference in our sizes.

"I need to feel this beast inside me," she said excitedly and moved quickly onto the bed -- this time she chose the regular position in which we sleep.

"Would you like me to penetrate you in this position?" he asked moving next to her.

"How else?" she asked back.

"I mean," he said, "it would be easy to accommodate me if you are on top."

"Rohini finds it easier that way," he reasoned.

"No," she quickly responded and after a brief pause added, "I want you to *mount* me," emphasizing the word mount.

"On my marital bed," she added after another pause.

"I wanted our first time to be memorable," he said.

"Me too!" she replied eagerly.

"That's why I am letting you *mount* me the first day of this millennium on my marital bed with my husband sleeping in the next room."

"That certainly makes it memorable," he responded as his lips parted to kiss Mayuri.

"I have waited so many months," said Mayuri breaking her kiss.

"So have I," responded Shrini. And then he positioned himself on top of her. Mayuri spread her legs and drew up her knees, which blocked my view. Without much ado, Shrini gently pushed into her and Mayuri bit her lower lip as his penis entered her. Just the knob was enough to let her know the difference between the two of us.

Shrini took it easily initially and let Mayuri adjust to his size. Having worked himself in, he worked on a very slow rhythm. I could sense that he was comfortably inside her but not completely in yet. Mayuri bent forward to look how much of it was already in and said, "Oh Shit!"

"You are huge!" she exhaled.

"You have already passed the point Sameer reaches and yet only half of it is in," she elaborated.

"Come on!"

"Give it to me," she urged. Mayuri's breathing was getting labored as Shrini quickened his pace. With each thrust he was trying to stuff it in a little bit more. And then with one final, unanticipated thrust, he pushed it completely in. Mayuri responded with a very loud grunt as he sunk his manhood in her completely. Her eyes bulged as she recovered from the sudden thrust of his -- and she pulled him if for a very hot kiss.

Shrini now developed a slow yet consistent rhythm and ensured that with each thrust he drove in completely and with each pull he withdrew it completely. Mayuri was in seventh heaven as Shrini plowed her -- she was extremely vocal and was matching each thrust of Shrini with a grunt. Shrini continued his fucking for over 8 minutes -- I was timing him to see how much of a man he was in comparison to me, although, it was a moot point given the size of his equipment.

Shrini lifted one of her leg over his chest to increase the penetration and change the angle a bit. Mayuri was very flexible due to her regular Yoga exercise but the increase penetration was getting a little bit more difficult for her to handle. Her grunts became even louder as he increased the tempo. After about 15 minutes of non-stop fucking, he stopped to catch breath. He fell on top of her, his penis embedded in her, and his mouth glued to hers in yet another kiss.

"Let's change the position," he said.

"Yes," she quickly replied, "Take me as Yarraman would take a mare in heat."

I didn't understand where this Yarraman came from but thought it was something she was referring to that they had discussed earlier.

"How?" asked Shrini, not understanding what she was suggesting. Mayuri turned on her stomach and stuffed couple of pillows under her tummy to elevate her pelvis for easy access. "This way," she showed him how she wanted to be taken next.

"You want me to take you anally?" he asked surprised by her suggestion.

"NO!" she said and spread her legs a bit farther, opening up the access to her pussy. Shrini then mounted her in this very position and with the very first thrust sunk in his entire penis. Mayuri let a very loud grunt as he did this.

Shrini quickly gathered momentum and plowed her for another 10 minutes or so. All along, Mayuri was continuously moaning and grunting. I was amazed at his staying power as he had fucked for more than half an hour and yet didn't show signs of cumming. But then I heard him say, "I am about to cum!"

"Cum in me," she responded between her grunts but asked him, "Where would you want to cum?" I was surprised with this question and didn't understand what she was implying.

"I would have cum inside you if you were not on the pill," he said. Mayuri chuckled at the thought of it. "I would like to cum in your mouth," he said.

"Okay, let me know when," she responded very casually. I was amazed to the extent Mayuri had gone to become his mistress. She was willing to let him cum inside her mouth, something which she never liked and never even talked about.

"Okay now," he said after a few minutes as he pulled his penis out of her gaping hole (I imagined). Mayuri quickly turned on her back and made way for Shrini to move to her head over her breasts. He had straddled her face now with his fat cock on the verge of exploding. Mayuri cupped his huge sacs with one hand, while the other hand guided his prick to her willing mouth. She went to work on his thick prick in the hope of draining all his cum into her mouth. But Shrini had other plans; he wanted to have a good blow job before he unloaded his sperms in her mouth. After about 5 minutes of non-stop sucking, Shrini showed signs of cumming and he held her head as he drove deep into her and ejaculated in her. Mayuri coughed as his ejaculation flooded her mouth and she pulled her mouth out a little but still held his dick deep in her mouth.

After gulping it down completely, she again took his prick in her mouth and bobbed her head on it a few more times before she fell down. I never imagined that Mayuri could act so sluttish for Shrini. She lived up to the expectations that Rohini and Shrini had from her. Not only was she able to accommodate him, she didn't even hesitate indulging in kinky acts with him, except for licking his asshole. With the way she participated in sex with him, it was only a matter of time before she extended this privilege to him.

I was too tired and feeling sleepy and decided to hit the bed as both of them had exhausted themselves with their 2 hour Herculean effort. It was about 4:15 in the morning when I went to bed. I made sure to wake up early and check on them, just in case they decided to indulge in the morning again. I didn't need an alarm to wake up since the images of Shrini having sex with Mayuri were roaming in my head. I woke up around 8:00 and checked to hear sounds from the next room. It was awfully quite and then I went to sleep again.

Sudden noise of shutting the door woke me up again. It seemed Mayuri had just come in to check on me. I waited for a few moments and then heard the master bedroom door shut. I looked at the clock -- it was 9:10 am. I wondered if Shrini was still asleep.

It was a little bit risky to peep into the bedroom in the morning since there was a danger of being caught by them and also a danger of being caught by people in the opposite building. I nevertheless had to take the risk. I quickly moved outside and peeped into the room. Mayuri was tidying up the room, collecting their clothes and putting them at proper place. She was wide awake and it seemed had freshened up as well. Shrini was still lying on the bed but it seemed he was in the process of waking up.

"Here is your lime water," she said handing over the glass to semi-awake Shrini.

"What time is it?" he asked getting up. He was now sitting with his back to the wall shared with the guest bedroom. He sipped the lime water as Mayuri responded, "About 9:00."

"Is Sameer awake?" he asked putting down the glass of water on the side table. Mayuri leaned down to give him a small peck on his lips before she answered, "We still have enough time," implying that they could go for another round, if he wished.

"Now freshen up, I can make tea if you like," she said as she turned towards the door. But Shrini didn't let her; instead he held her hand and pulled her towards him. She sat down facing him on the bed and lovingly looked into his eyes.

"I don't need tea," he said, "I need nectar from your lips."

Mayuri moved a little closer and gave a gentle peck on his lips and withdrew a little. We had never kissed in the morning due to the awful morning breath. Although, I always felt Mayuri had a much cleaner breath in the morning, primarily due to her conscious effort to floss and brush every night before bed.

Shrini didn't let go of her, instead he tugged on her arm again. Mayuri understood that he would not be satisfied with a small peck and leaned forward and showered him with tiny pecks on his lips. Shrini closed his eyes as the magic of Mayuri's kisses started working on him. Her kisses started becoming a little bit wetter as she parted her lips but Shrini's lips were still sealed.

Mayuri kissed his cheeks and moved to his ears and tongued his earlobe. Shrini moaned in response and parted his lips ever so slightly. His breathing was getting labored as Mayuri worked on his earlobe. She then moved back to his cheek and slowly to his lips. Finding his lips parted, she hesitated only for a moment but continued her little kisses on his parted lips. Mayuri surprised me further as her kisses started becoming wetter, as she parted her lips and her tongue darted out to taste his lips. Shrini was the passive partner and let Mayuri take complete control. She traced his lips with her tongue and worked on the corners of his lips. Shrini's lips had parted further to give her better access -- I thought his stale breath would repulse her but she didn't show any sign of repulsion.

She sucked in his lower lip after tracing his lips with her tongue several times. Shrini didn't make any move and let her kiss him with vigor. She moved to his upper lip after a short while and repeated the same with his upper lip. Mayuri moved back as she finished kissing his upper lip. Shrini opened his eyes to admire her beauty. It was clear that he wanted much more than that. I was not sure if she would be comfortable to insert her tongue in his stale mouth or let him insert his stale tongue in her mouth.

There eyes met and she got the message but she hadn't made a move yet and neither did Shrini urge her by tugging at her hand this time. She lowered her eyes and looked at his saliva coated lips that were waiting to drink nectar from her lips. Without much ado, she closed her eyes and leaned forward to offer nectar from her lips. Shrini parted his lips to accept her invading tongue. And they were locked into a passionate kiss. The kiss went on for several minutes as Mayuri freely swapped saliva with him. Mayuri, meanwhile, was doing something suspicious under the bed sheet and I noticed Shrini adjusting himself, turning more towards her to give her better access.

Shrini removed the bed sheet and I could see that Mayuri's middle finger was massaging his asshole. Shrini's butt was facing me and I could clearly see that she was gently pressing her middle finger into his asshole. Shrini was enjoying what Mayuri was doing to him and pulled in her for yet another kiss. Mayuri quickly moved southwards ending the kiss. She took his hard manhood in her mouth and pleasured it; all the while her finger was busy titillating his behind. I was shocked to see my wife indulge in such a kinky act. But then she made Shrini lift his leg and took his sacs in her mouth. Her face was wedged between his legs now and her nose not very far from his brown puckered hole.

She continued sucking on his balls as her left hand masturbated him very slowly and her right middle finger was massaging his puckered hole. Then she did something even courageous as her tongue traced his perineum -- the line that connects balls to anus. Shrini moaned as she inched towards his anus -- perhaps more so in anticipation of feeling her tongue on the filthiest part of his body. But Shrini was not to have this pleasure as she only tongued his perineum but never reached his anus. I couldn't see quite clearly but could easily realize that she hadn't granted him that special privilege yet.

She quickly moved on top of him and inserted his thick prick into her pussy. She didn't even bother removing her panties - just pushed the gusset aside. I thought, she would take it all in at one shot but she took it gradually. Very soon, whole of that monster prick was lodged into her once again. This time around Shrini took a little longer than the earlier time and Mayuri tremendously enjoyed her second fuck with him. Like a porn star she spent about twenty minutes bouncing on top of him, just using her thigh muscles. Shrini played with her tits and asshole as Mayuri indulged in this act. I could clearly see that Shrini had his middle finger lodged inside her bum all the while she bounced on him but she didn't mind and neither did she show any signs of repulsion. I wondered if Rohini had shared with Mayuri about Shrini's fetish with butt holes.

After about 30 minutes of fucking, Shrini muttered, "I might come any minute now!"

She continued bobbing up and down him for a few more times before she dismounted and took his prick glistening with their juices into her mouth. She knew that Shrini would have preferred to cum in her mouth and after about couple of more minutes he ejaculated in her mouth. Mayuri didn't let a drop go waste and gulped everything that he dumped in her mouth. That was the end of their second session. It was almost 10 and I decided to get back to the bed again, just in case Mayuri came in to check on me. That is when I really had good sleep until of course Rohini called up to congratulate me.

[Darksam]

Mayuri and I busied ourselves in finishing the packing to prepare for the move next day. We didn't engage in sex that night and neither did we broach up the subject of her episode with Shrini. It was not the best time to discuss about what transpired last night, especially when we had tacitly agreed to not discuss such episodes.


I was excited and wanted to have sex but knew that she would be shy to expose her well-used body to her husband. Moreover, with the fucking she received last night, she needed rest. I was restless and didn't quite sleep well that night. The images of Shrini boning Mayuri were floating in my dreams. Mayuri slept blissfully.

I got a glimpse of her breasts in the morning, when I woke up to take a leak. She doesn't wear bra to the bed. Shrini had mauled her breasts; her usually milky white breasts were reddish in color.

We started early and by 1:00 pm were finished with the move. We were to move to the bedroom downstairs next to the garage in the basement. Shrini's house was on the slope of a hill and had a very peculiar entrance that opened into a stairway. Climbing the stairs up took to the living room, kitchen and their bedroom. Climbing down the stairs took us to the garage. However, if we made an immediate right turn as soon as we got down, it would take us to our new bedroom. The room wasn't tiny compared to our previous one.

Rohini's due date was in this week so Shrini was planning to work from home. But that posed a problem for Mayuri the very first week. We didn't think it was a good idea for her to work from home the very first week. Rohini insisted that Shrini take her to work that week assuring that I would take care of her. Shrini and Mayuri were gone early in the morning next day. I didn't have sex that night; thought it was best to let her rest before she spends the week with Shrini.

I stayed in the bed for much longer and didn't get up until 10:00 am. I freshened up and joined Rohini in the living room. She was reading news paper.

"Are you up sleepy head?" she asked. I only smiled in response and sat next to her on the sofa. "Did you sleep well?" she asked turning towards me as she kept the paper down. I looked at her beautiful eyes, hid behind her spectacles for the first time and then my eyes moved to her luscious lips that had become fluffy, perhaps due to her pregnant condition. I responded to her by leaning forward to kiss her luscious lips. She leaned back comfortably on the sofa, and let me be the aggressor.

"I was waiting for this," she said as I broke the kiss.

"Looks like you still haven't had any from Mayuri in the new millennium," she said teasing me. I nodded in response, though I had a slightly gloomy face, which was evident to Rohini.

"It is better that way," she said as she squeezed my thigh and pulled me in a little bit.

"Let her enjoy her honeymoon with her new lover."

"After all, you have been enjoying her charms all these years," she reasoned.

"She will be all over you over the weekend," she said consoling me.

"Why do you say that?"

"A week full of sex would fire up her libido and she wouldn't have Shrini to satisfy her over the weekend," she quickly replied.

"In the meanwhile, we could have some fun," she said and latched onto my lips again. Very soon I was down on my knees licking her pussy, while she was in throes of her orgasm. I finished with her and got up to enter her but then I realized that it was perhaps not a good idea, since she was just a week away from delivering her baby.

She realized that and positioned herself to take my pecker in her mouth. She took me in her mouth for a minute or so and then put my penis back in my pajamas, saying, "We got to save it for the rest of the day."

I retorted, "That is unfair."

"Oh," she frowned at me.

"I don't care," she quickly added.

"Besides I am not really in a condition to satisfy you."

"Are you ready to start repaying your favors?" she asked teasingly. I knew this was coming but it was too early given that she was just a week away from her delivery date. I wondered what she had in mind.

"Sure," I responded.

"Well, lets get to the shower cubicle then," she said.

"What?" I said.

"Do you want me to give you a bath?" She had an amused look but quickly replied, "No better!"

"I want you to clean me after I am done dumping my load."

"That is not a sexual favor," I said urging her to let me know what the deal was.

"Well, it is," she retorted, "If you have to clean up with your mouth!"

"What?" I managed to blurt out surprised by her gross remark. By this time we both had entered the bathroom and she said, "Start undressing," without paying any heed to my question.

"Well it does sound gross," she admitted as she got into the shower, "But you are not going to clean it, just pleasure it," she added. It struck me then that rimming was perhaps favorite pastime of both Shrini and Rohini. I remembered Shrini trying to convince Mayuri to do the same.

"Come on,"

"What are you waiting for?" She urged me to step in their shower cubicle. It was spacious compared to the tub we had back in our apartment. Her distended stomach was looking really huge in comparison to her body. Despite being in the last month of her pregnancy she hardly put on any weight.

I kissed her tender lips again and this time she quickly took my prick in her hands and squeezed it a little as she forced her tongue into my mouth. She turned on the shower behind her as we exchanged saliva and very soon water seeped into our mouths along with our saliva.

I was nervous as I had never engaged in such a shameful act. I wondered if she had cleaned herself this morning in anticipation of this episode. This was just her first favor; I shuddered at the thought of repaying the second favor. This one would surely test me, I thought, but then again Shrini had done this to Mayuri so it wouldn't be that bad after all.

Rohini broke my reverie.

"Are you thinking about them?" she asked.

I tentatively nodded, not sure how to respond.

"Don't worry," she consoled me.

"Your wife will be well taken care of," she said and then after a little pause added, "I mean well-fucked!"

"If you keep on repaying sexual favors, I will fill in the gory details," she excitedly added.

"You are so horny," I managed to say.

"Doesn't Shrini do this for you?" I asked hinting at licking her asshole.

"Oh no, not that much," she casually replied, "But he does make me perform on him almost on a weekly basis."

"Weekly?"

"You might want to start cleaning me," she interjected hinting towards her bum.

"I mean if you don't mind tasting it as it is," she added smiling.

"Aren't their any health risks?" I managed to ask as I kneeled down behind her bum. She had become a little wider in the hip area, I noticed.

"Not if you are careful," she replied as she spread her legs a little bit to give me better access. I spread her ass cheeks a little to see her puckered hole. As she bent down a little more, I could see more clearly that she had a little hair surrounding her asshole and her hole was dark brownish in color unlike Mayuri's, which was pinkish in color. I leaned forward and kissed her butt and traced her entire butt with small kisses. Gradually, the kisses turned into wet ones as I opened my mouth and freely sucked in her skin as if I were sucking her nipples. I still didn't venture near the coveted area but gradually my lips moved towards her crack, just above her anal opening. She moaned in response to my hot breath on her opening.

"Go ahead," she urged, "taste it!"

"I had a shower last night before going to bed," she assured.

Not sure if it was her assurance or the urge to taste her without the soapy residue, I pushed my nose up her crevice until I could smell her musky aroma. It didn't smell of shit. I wedged my nose into her crack as my lips touched bottom of her pussy lips and inhaled her odor. Not surprisingly, it smelt much different from her vagina. Her puckered hole had slightly pungent smell

I withdrew and inspected her asshole spreading her cheeks. Rohini was agonizingly waiting to feel my tongue on her anal opening. Shrini must not have given her this pleasure in the recent years. She shuddered as I placed my right middle finger at the entrance. Her taught sphincter muscles didn't give in to the pressure of my finger. So, I gently massaged her anal area, gradually increasing the pressure.

"It needs a little lubrication," she said sensing that I was trying to penetrate her asshole with my finger.

I withdrew my finger and smelled it; just to b e sure that she was clean. It had a musky smell and not the offensive smell that I dreaded.

"It has a musky smell, doesn't it?" she asked. I nodded. "It is common," she assured.

"Don't worry."

"Just stick your tongue in."

I didn't wait for any further encouragement and stuck my tongue in her crevice and placed the tip of my tongue right at the entrance. She pushed back a little in response encouraging me to plow in with my tongue. I obliged. For the next 5 minutes or so, I tongued, probed, lapped at her anal hole, covering her hole with loads of my saliva. She responded amazingly as if she was about to orgasm; although, I noticed that she was also stimulating her clit with her hand as my tongue pleased her asshole.

Having sufficiently lubricated her hole, I pushed in my right index finger all the way, to which she let out a load grunt. And then I fucked her with my finger for the next few minutes with my other hand busy stimulating her vagina. I alternated with my mouth on her hole, this time I was able to insert my tongue a little bit in her hole, although her hole was still very taut.

Completely satisfied with my sexual favor, she turned back pulled me up and latch onto my lips in a fervent kiss. She furiously jacked me as we kissed, to the extent that I felt I would come any moment. I wanted to see her if she allowed me to enter her but she stopped the jerking as soon as she broke the kiss.

"How was it?" I asked.

"Fantastic!" she exhaled. "You have an amazing tongue," she praised my skills.

"Will I ever get a chance to experience it?" I asked.

"No way!" she replied almost with contempt. My heart sank as I heard her summarily reject my earnest request.

"But you do it to Shrini on a weekly basis," I complained.

"So?" she shot back. "He hasn't had this pleasure in last 6 months."

"We decided to be safe, since I am carrying a baby," she clarified.

"But if you pleasure me regularly, then someday I might let you take my anal virginity," she added.

"Why me?" I asked surprised with her choice, given that she wouldn't reciprocate the just extended favor.

"Because I can't accommodate Shrini there," she said giggling.

"You are so mean," I said as we started the shower.

"Why?"

"Is it because I won't lick your asshole," she asked.

"Of course," I replied agitated by the manner in which she was teasing me.

"Don't get me wrong."

"Shrini is the alpha-male in our households, so certain privileges are only extended to him."

"Don't be surprised, if Mayuri extends this privilege to him and not to you," she added nonchalantly.

I was not surprised the way she ranked me and was also not surprised that she believed that Mayuri would perform analingus on him sooner or later. It was gradually dawning on me that Shrini would monopolize Mayuri more and more as days passed. I wondered if I would have to make way for Shrini even during the weekends when both Shrini and Mayuri were at home. Mayuri had hinted at that as a possibility. I enjoyed the thought of Shrini mating with Mayuri on a regular basis and my cock twitched a little more at the prospect of Shrini having far more sessions with Mayuri than what I could muster with her.

I wondered if Shrini would make appropriate use of the three nights he got to spend with Mayuri in the city and screw her numerous times. After all, he was only human and needed time recuperate as most men do. I had seen him screw Mayuri twice during the New Year night but was not sure if they had indulged in any more sessions. I remembered, Rohini had promised to share the details of what happened on the dance floor.

Later that afternoon, when I was licking her asshole again for the second time that day, I broached up the topic. She was lying down on her side with her butt sticking out of the bed and I was lapping her asshole while kneeling down near the edge of the bed. I still hadn't cum that day after having already indulged in sex with her twice. I was enjoying the feeling of being on the edge.

"Would you mind sharing what transpired on the dance floor between Shrini and Mayuri?" I asked. She watched me from her position with her head rested on her right palm that was supported by her elbow and calmly asked, "Do you have the courage to listen?"

"Why?" I asked with my index finger firmly lodged in her asshole.

"You might not like what you hear," she said frankly.

"I know Mayuri would cherish her new role as Shrini's mistress," I admitted honestly and said, "So don't mind."

"I would have start from the beginning," she said and she narrated how both of them conspired and let pan out things the way it did.

"Once Mayuri had felt Shrini's gigantic penis in the theatre, she knew that she could never be satisfied with yours." She started.

"She had to find out a way to feel that huge equipment of his but worried about your marriage.

"It was evident that you enjoyed the thought of sharing her with someone else, especially Shrini. Accepting our earlier proposal, however, would have meant doing it only occasionally.

"The next day she came to know that I approved the idea of her becoming his mistress but she was still a little hesitant.

"Shrini unaware of our behind the scene conversations, pursued her relentlessly, on ever possible opportunity.

"I worked with you to understand your feelings about such an arrangement."

"And what did you find," I interjected. I hadn't quit fingering her asshole. I was getting excited with the talk, which motivated me to please her further. I could visualize taking her anal cherry in the near future.

"That you were eager to see Mayuri boned by a well-endowed male and the thought of Mayuri becoming Shrini's mistress stirred your loins," she replied.

"All you needed was a little assurance," she added.

"Mayuri completely satisfied that you wouldn't mind, set the ball rolling. She ensured that you had a clear understanding of the relationship that she was about to enter and picked on the New Year eve.

"She wanted to make it special so sought some ideas from me. It was her idea to offer the first kiss of the millennium to Shrini instead of you. I suggested that she let him take her unprotected on her marital bed."

"So did she?" I asked, although I knew the answer.

"She did have unprotected sex with him but he came in her mouth instead."

"What?" I said in disbelief.

"You would have lost another bet if you had agreed to it," she said reminding me of the other bet that we she was luring me into.

"What happened on the dance floor," I quickly asked.

"I suppose, Shrini wasn't aware of the plan," I said.

"Yes," she replied.

"So, how did things start?" I asked.

"Well," she said.

"He wasn't aware but knew that she would allow him a few liberties, if the circumstances permitted."

"I suggested to Shrini that he should celebrate the New Year with you folks and might try his luck just before the stroke of 12."

"He liked the idea and did exactly that."

"He kept away most of the evening and requested for a dance only a few minutes before 12:00."

I remembered how Mayuri quickly started dancing with him, not giving me an opportunity to refuse or complain.

"After a little chit-chat, Mayuri broached the topic."

"Thanks for helping us out in these difficult times," she started.

"My pleasure," he responded gentlemanly.

"We really appreciate it," she said.

"You know, I only care about your appreciation," Shrini promptly replied. His language carried the usual sexual innuendo that was when the both conversed personally. Mayuri could only blush at his response as she lowered her eyes and then again she looked back at him, this time straight into his eyes. That look let Shrini know that this was the time to seize the opportunity. They still had kept quite some distance between them till then.

"Really, we are greatly indebted to you," she said.

"Don't know how we could repay for such favor to you," she said. I sensed that Mayuri was giving him a green signal. He didn't hesitate a moment and quickly said, "I can help you with that."

"For starters, why don't you finish what you started in the theatre," he whispered in her ear.

"What did he want?" I interjected.

"Oh, he wanted her to finish the blowjob she had started in the theatre," clarified Rohini.

"Again, Mayuri just smiled but didn't respond. Shrini noticing that Mayuri was not taking the bait changed the topic to the story that he had once narrated to Mayuri."

"Which story?" I asked.

"Some story, I will tell you later," she cursorily replied.

"But I have to get the context," I pleaded.

"Well, if you insist," she said.

"This happened while we were trekking up mission peaks," she started. This was about a month after we dropped the idea of swapping partners. Mayuri was unwilling to consider swinging with just Shrini and Rohini.

Rohini and I hiked up must faster leaving Shrini and Mayuri behind to socialize at Rohini's insistence. That gave Shrini an opportunity to test the waters and find out what Mayuri thought about the swapping deal. Instead of directly asking her, he narrated this story.

It was a dream about two herds of horses – one of them headed by Yarraman, the greatest stallion ever to live on those plains and another headed by Brolga.

Brolga was a good stallion but was not as gifted as Yarraman when it came to genetic heritage.

Shrini had very cleverly adopted characters from famous Silver Brumby series to narrate his story.

One day Yarraman's eyes fell on the most beautiful mare he had ever seen. She was closer to Brolga's herd so he sensed she belonged to him. Upon enquiring further, he came to know that her name was Belle and that she had recently joined Brolga's herd. Yarraman cursed his fate for not having her in his herd. He rued his lost opportunity to breed her, for she was sure to produce the finest foals.

It was clear that Shrini was the prized stallion Yarraman, I was Brolga and Mayuri was Belle.

Yarraman pursed Belle on every possible opportunity and one day was able to court her, when she strayed away from Brolga's herd. Finding herself alone with such a majestic stallion alarmed her but then she soon warmed to Yarraman's advances. The private moment away from both the herds helped them engage in foreplay that unfortunately, however, couldn't escalate into Yarraman mounting Belle.

Yarraman awaited another such opportunity but she never stepped out of her herd again. Belle was in her prime and was sure to bear Brolga's foal in next couple of years, unless Yarraman intervened. Impatient Yarraman hatched a smart ploy. Yarraman convinced Brolga for a swap of Belle and Brinda (Rohini?), Yarraman's finest mare. However, Belle wasn't ready for this exchange and refused to cooperate.

Yarraman couldn't understand Belle's refusal, as she had been eager when they played with each other.

After narrating this story, Shrini asked her, "Why do you think Belle might have refused?"

"Mayuri never gave a conclusive reply to his question, not until that evening," Rohini said.

Shrini asked her again, "You never really answered my question," bringing back that topic.

"Isn't it surprising?" Mayuri asked him.

"Yarraman, of all the finest stallions was clueless," she said teasing him.


"All he needed was self-belief," she added teasingly.

"What do you mean?" Shrini asked.

"If Yarraman believed that he only deserved to mate with Belle then he should have precisely done that," Mayuri responded. The conversation was taking an interesting turn.

"Mount her as soon as the opportunity presents," she said biting her lower lip. Shrini didn't need any other cue and he pulled her in as the gap between them narrowed.

I wondered if Mayuri had seriously meant that and asked Rohini what she thought.

"She would have eventually," she said.

"I had rather prefer it happen this way, though." She added.

"Which way?" I asked didn't understanding what exactly she meant.

"Belle purposely leading Yarraman out of Brolga's sight so that he could mount her and perpetuate his genes."

"That way he knows that Belle indeed preferred his genes over Brolga's."

"And so he did take her unprotected on your marital bed but didn't cum in her," she exhaled.

"Why don't you lap a little more, your finger is making me sore," she complained to my rude see-sawing.

"She is on the pill," I managed to say almost implying that I was okay with him ejaculating inside her. We had never discussed about this aspect and I always felt Shrini would use condom. It didn't matter she was not too keen on have children until she was 30.

"Yes he knew and neither was this her fertile period," she said.

"And that's why he chose to ejaculate in her mouth instead!"

"Although, we discussed about doing this during the peak of her fertile period but she felt that the new millennium was the logical beginning."

"Mayuri said she was not going off the pill anytime soon so it wasn't all that exciting," she added. I was surprised that Mayuri could have mentioned this. Was she contemplating on such a possibility if she had not been on the pill?

"I can't believe she let him cum in her mouth," I said in disbelief, although I had witnessed the action itself.

"Yes, and not once but 5 times in a span of 12 hours," she said emphatically.

"Five times?" I exclaimed.

"Yes, five times!"

I remembered witnessing her take his load only twice that night but then I slept after that and missed any action that might have happened.

"When did he return home?" I asked.

"A few minutes before I called you," she said. That was around 3:00 in the afternoon. I couldn't believe they had 3 more sessions in a span of 5 hours.

"Didn't I tell you that she might reserve certain privileges for her preferred lover?" she reminded me.

"Btw, has she ever been naughty with you?" she asked inquisitively.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean did you folks ever do it at a public place?" she clarified.

"Did they?" I said completely stunned by Mayuri's audacity. No wonder they were gone for more than 45 minutes. I had noticed lots of women were in men's bathroom that night having sex in the toilet. Security had turned a blind eye to these activities.

"Well after the New Year kiss, Shrini asked her if she wanted to finish what she had started back in the theatre. She agreed and so they went to men's room where she gave him a blow job in one of the toilets and swallowed his cum.

"I didn't realize Mayuri could be so sluttish," I said. Then again, I marveled at Shrini's stamina since it was only after couple of hours he was fucking Mayuri again in our bedroom. And since then he had cum 4 more times. I wondered if he had any sperm left for the last session.

"That's what happens when such a hot woman is paired with somebody like Shrini!"

"Imagine her doing something like that with her husband's friend, the first thing in the new millennium before even sharing a kiss with her husband," she added.

"Did Mayuri share the details with you about their episodes?" I eagerly asked.

"Yes, she did."

"They did 5 times. 2 of them were just blowjobs. Twice he fucked her and once they did it in the shower."

"So, after the nightclub incident, they fucked at home in the night and then again in the morning."

"A little later they did it in the shower. And finally just before he was about to leave he made her give a blow job right in front of your door."

I knew they couldn't be adventurous enough to engage in sex in front of my door. She meant behind the door inside our room. But even then there was a lot of risk of getting caught by me.

"You mean behind our main door," I clarified.

"Yes, he was standing in the corridor facing the kitchen."

Rohini had turned around and motioned me to move towards her mouth and then she took in my semi-flaccid prick in her mouth and within no time it doubled its size; no where near Shrini's dimensions, though.

"Did she enjoy the fucking?"

"Was she able to accommodate him," I asked. Although, I witnessed the action, I was curious to find out what Mayuri herself felt about the episode.

"She loved it!" Rohini said in between her sucking. Her fingers caressing my asshole as she sucked in my sacs.

"It hurt but her well-lubricated vagina could accommodate his penis.

"She never felt so stuffed and it was as if with each thrust Shrini's penis was knocking at the entrance of her cervix to open up."

"With the amount of semen he produces, he could be practically washing her cervix with it," she said emphatically."

"Make sure she never misses her pills," suggested Rohini.

"Mayuri is cautious about that aspect," I assured her.

"She would insist on condom if she forgets her pills," I added.

"You are mistaken," she retorted.

"Shrini would never use a condom and once he is inside she will make sure he ejaculates inside her."

"Besides, condoms aren't foolproof," she clarified.

"Mayuri is ambitious and has no plans of entering the family way before she is 30," I said.

"We discussed it before our marriage," I added.

"Then all the more reason to be careful," she said.

Rohini let me cum in her mouth that evening. The next two days were similar. I thought about how Shrini and Mayuri were doing back in the city. Rohini didn't divulge the details apart from the fact that they were having plenty of sex.

Just when we felt that we would see through the economic downturn, disaster struck. Rohini and Shrini lost their baby due to a still-birth. There was shortage of oxygen supply to baby and it was late by the time they diagnosed this. Rohini and Shrini were unhappy by this sudden turn of events. We were disturbed since we felt somehow we brought this bad omen.

Rohini had a tough time conceiving in the first place and the Doctor's said it would be unlikely for her to conceive again. Next week was pretty much eventless as our friends from Fresno and Los Angeles visited us to offer their condolences.

Quite surprisingly, Rohini emerged from this pretty quickly. In a matter of weeks, she put this behind. Shrini, on the other hand, took some time to get over it. I knew things had restored to normalcy when Rohini asked me if I was ready to repay the second favor. It was the first week of February. I hoped I wouldn't loose the last bet of Mayuri performing analingus on Shrini.

Although, we had agreed for only one sexual favor, I had rimmed her countless number of times in the past few weeks. This one had to be a little more adventurous than the previous.

"Sure," I replied promptly.

"What's it?" I managed to ask.

"Well, don't flinch at it," she warned.

"But, I want you to go down on me after I have had sex with Shrini," she let it out.

"What?" I blurted out surprised that she would harbor such a fetish. It would have happened if we had indulged in threesome or group sex, I thought.

"Are you suggesting that we indulge in a threesome?" I asked. "Where did you get that idea?" she frowned at me.

"I meant after he had sex with me," she clarified.

"What's the big deal?" I asked not realizing that Shrini rarely used condoms.

"You are not implying," I asked.

"Yes, I am," she said.

"I want you eat a creampie from me," she clarified.

"It is so gross," I complained.

"Not more than rimming," she retorted.

"It is so humiliating," I complained.

"Nobody has to know about it," she assured, "it will be our secret."

I thought for a moment about the ramifications. I had tasted my semen few times; it was a little bitter to get excited about the thought of it. Then I wondered if Rohini and Mayuri didn't mind it much, then surely it wouldn't be intolerable.

"What is your motivation behind this?" I asked.

"I want to experience it," she said

"I have read that it gives immense pleasure to the woman."

"Most of the pleasure is psychological, which only Mayuri could experience," she exhaled.

"Mayuri would never entertain such pervert fantasies," I retorted.

"She might not."

"It doesn't stop you from giving her that pleasure, though."

"You would be lying if you said you never had the desire to have sex with her after Shrini made love to her," she said.

"Yes..." I said.

"But Mayuri wouldn't want to," she interjected. I agreed.

"Do you know why?" she asked.

"No, I never asked her," I said.

"Although, she knows you approve of her mating with Shrini, she is not 100% certain about that," she said.

"Moreover, it wouldn't interest her taking on someone like you after being thoroughly fucked by a stud."

"Don't misunderstand me," she urged.

"Shrini is almost twice your size. She wouldn't feel you even if you were to mount her immediately after she has been with him."

"I bet, she could feel your tongue, though."

"She might even let you fuck her well-dilate vagina if you were to soothe it first with your tongue," she said.

"Please..."

"I don't feel comfortable talking about this," I pleaded.

"I know," she assured me.

"It is hard to talk openly about these things."

"But, I promise, I would never betray your confidence in me," she assured.

"Forgive me, but I know that this might excite you," she said.

"How do you now?" I asked a little disconcerted with her remark.

"Let me ask you a question, if you don't mind," she said. I nodded.

"Given a choice of fucking a very hot woman or secretly watching Shrini take your wife, which one would you choose?"

"Be honest!" she urged.

"No one will know your answer but me," she assured.

"I have to admit that I would love to watch Shrini fuck Mayuri," I honestly answered.

"Isn't that one straightforward," she said.

"It is simply irresistible and I just cannot reason it," I admitted.

"And you dread that you would never get such an opportunity," she exhaled. I resisted the urge to admit that I had already witnessed them have sex.

"Unless," she added after a thought.

"Unless what?"

"Unless we let them do it when at home," she quickly added.

"How is it possible with us around?"

"I have a plan," she started. Mayuri works quite late on Friday's and Saturdays at home in the garage. Rohini suggested that I should go to bed early instead of watching TV at home until she returned to bed. That would allow Shrini to take advantage of the situation and he might accost her in the garage while she is at work.

The garage was below the living room and the entrance to that was through the backdoor for cars or from the staircase at the entrance of the house. Shrini had a small office that was next to the stairs, below the living room. It provided sufficient privacy. However, there were small vents at the stair case that provided a view into the office and the garage.

"Shrini's birthday is on the 13th and next day is Valentine's Day."

"If we are lucky, we might be able to see some fireworks," she said excitedly.

"However, we should enact the plan right away as that would encourage them more to do something extra by then."

"What?" I asked not sure which part of the plan she was referring to.

"Going bed to early," she clarified.

She urged me to make it a habit of hitting the bed early and initiate sex only after she returned to bed; always pleasing her with my tongue before mounting her. I didn't need to do anything special since I pleasured her with my tongue every time, even when that was the only thing we did that night. We agreed to implement the plan and I hit the bed early on Friday and Saturday nights. Mayuri took her job very seriously and was determined to excel in the partnership firm. The office in garage was her dedicated work space where worked pretty late in night on Friday's and Saturday's. She even worked in the afternoon sometimes when she was at home.

Apparently, nothing happened on Friday and Saturday night since she didn't resist my advances after she returned to bed. In fact, she was eager to have sex. No sooner, did she lie on the bed I reached for her and took her in my arms. She didn't object, unlike the other times when she would be tired. Instead, she took hold of my very erect penis as she pushed her tongue into my mouth. Her breath was surprisingly fresh. We indulged in elaborate hour long sex on both the nights.

It is perhaps appropriate to bring readers attention to why she had a fresh breath that night. It was Rohini who planted the seed of Mayuri becoming Shrini's mistress and it was Rohini who encouraged Mayuri to have sex with Shrini even during the weekends. Mayuri, however, was reluctant but fellated him on Friday and Saturday nights in the garage. Mayuri didn't want me to give any idea that she was up to something and shared the dilemma of cleaning herself up after episode. Rohini recommended that she use her bathroom before heading back. That explains why she had a clean breath on those nights.

In retrospect, it was thoughtful of Mayuri to cleanup before heading towards our bedroom.

Earlier in the morning on Friday, I had tasted my first creampie after Shrini left for work and Mayuri was having bath. It was a rather crusty creampie since Shrini had cum in Rohini the previous night. I did feel a little bit of acerbic taste but didn't mind it. I ate a fresh creampie from her pussy on Monday, when Shrini and Mayuri left for work. Rohini made sure he dumped a load in her just before he left. I didn't particularly enjoy the taste as it was too acerbic and her pussy was just too messy. Mayuri and I had indulged in rather prolonged session that night. So, I wasn't too excited at the prospect of pleasuring Rohini on Monday morning. As Rohini had mentioned, the pleasure was psychological.

Rohini ensured that Shrini and Mayuri didn't head to work on the following Monday, which was the Valentines Day. Mayuri and I had pretty long sessions that weekend. Perhaps, Mayuri started enjoying her small routine. I didn't know that she was returning after blowing Shrini every night. Shrini's birthday was on Sunday so I wondered if they would try something on Saturday night. However, Rohini assured me they would do something the following night.

We headed to the bedroom at 10:00 while Mayuri retired to her office to finish up some work. She said she would be a little longer than usual and requested not to wait for her. As Rohini had suggested, something was supposed to happen that night. Rohini came to my room at around 12:00; Shrini had just walked into the garage. She gave me an open mouthed kiss as I got from the bed and her hand sneaked into my pajamas. It was erect as a light pole in anticipation of his event.

"See, you are pretty excited to see your wife get boned by Shrini," she said breaking the kiss.

She lead me to the stairs and we both lay down on the stairs to peep through the ventilation slits into the office next to the garage. Mayuri was wrapping up as Shrini inspected her designs. She moved towards Shrini, who was sitting on the other end of the sofa. The sofa was opposite to us and parallel to the stair case. She briefly explained her design before taking it back to her work table. I noticed her take a deep breath as she turned around from her work table to walk towards him. She sauntered through the small distance, her hips swaying seductively. She was wearing 3/4th pant and sleeveless top that displayed her beautiful arms. Without hesitating, she sat on top of him, straddling him, and gave him a wet kiss.

Rohini from behind wished me, "Happy Valentines Day," as Mayuri must have wished Shrini before giving him that kiss.

"Isn't it exciting to witness your wife celebrating her first Valentine of the millennium with Shrini?"

Shrini was thoughtful and brought a present for Mayuri. I had forgotten about this in the excitement of witnessing them together again.

"Don't' worry about your gift," Rohini said reading my mind.

"You could eat creampie from her as her gift," she suggested.

Shrini had brought her an anklet and a toe ring that Mayuri eagerly put on. She twirled around him and flaunted his gift in various suggestive poses. He pulled her back onto him and now she was sitting on top of him facing us. He slid his hands to her breasts and gave them a real good squeeze.

"He loves her breasts," said Rohini.

"They are perfect for feeding babies."

Mayuri moaned as Shrini massaged her tits. His hands had creped inside still massaging her tits. Behind me Rohini undid my pajamas and was now fingering my asshole. These buggers have a thing for assholes, I thought. I could faintly hear them since they weren't more than fifteen feet away from us.

"You are mauling them," Mayuri complained. Shrini must have mumbled something, which I couldn't hear. In no time, she turned around and undid his pajamas and pulled out his whopper. Her head blocked my view and I could only see her head bobbing up and down as Shrini leaned back against the sofa. Rohini had applied some KY jelly to my asshole since I had complained that it hurt the last time she did it.

Shrini occasionally pushed her head further down, encouraging her to deep throat him.

"Remember my gift," I heard him say. Mayuri didn't respond and continued performing blow job on him. He asked the same question again. This time she shook her head in response and continued fellating him.

Shrini quietly lay down on the sofa facing us, while Mayuri still sucked his penis. Rohini whispered, "Are you ready to repay your third favor?"

"You got to be kidding," I said.

"Check it out," she urged.

Shrini lifted his left leg above her head and turned himself to face downwards on the sofa. Mayuri was still holding on to his penis in her mouth but Shrini pulled it out from her grasp. Shrini was straddling the sofa with one leg on the sofa while the other rested on the floor. Mayuri latched onto his sacs and fondled them with her tongue. Reluctantly Mayuri moved to kiss his taut bums and slowly opened his cheeks to take a peek at his crack. She took a very good look at it before she darted her tongue into the small crevice.

"That's your wife's Valentine gift to Shrini," said Rohini.

"Now, its time to repay your favor," she added and quickly inserted an object into my asshole, which I reckon was a dildo. It was fairly thin and not longer than perhaps 4 inches. I was surprised it didn't hurt at all. I noticed that Rohini was humping me suggesting that she was using a strap-on dildo.

She held on to me tightly. I felt a little outraged by her sudden act and showed my disapproval. Realizing I was upset by her unwarranted act she said, "Don't get mad."

"It is a fetish that I have. Shrini wouldn't let me do it to you. So, I figured you would mind some adventure," she whispered.

"I see you disapprove. I am inside, why won't you let me take some pleasure," she pleaded.

"You could take me anally," she bribed me. I enjoyed the feeling but didn't want to give it away. It felt good to have Rohini under control for a moment.

"Okay what would please you," she asked. I hinted at her that I wanted the treatment Mayuri was giving to Shrini.

"You are too much," she frowned. "Okay then you reserve the privilege of anal sex for me," I negotiated realizing that she would never agree to that request of mine.


"That's too much to ask for but I would if you let me take you anally and eat creampie from me every now and then." It wasn't a bad deal I thought to myself.

"Are you going to watch or just negotiate here," she said. Mayuri pleasured him ever so delicately ensuring her tongue made very good contact with his puckered hole. Shrini was responding to her oral foreplay. He still didn't let her touch his prick, in the hope of prolonging his orgasm. It was over ten minutes already and she hadn't tired of licking him.

"She is the ideal mistress we dreamed for Shrini," she said humping leisurely from behind. I checked the clock and it was 12:40 and they were still engaging in foreplay. Shrini stood up and asked Mayuri to kneel on the Sofa. It was then I got a very clear view of Shrini's majestic penis.

"Isn't it twice your size?" said Rohini.

Shrini aligned his penis and within couple of strokes pushed it all the way in. Mayuri let out a loud grunt as he did this. He fucked her with rapid strokes for the next ten minutes. Tired of that position they switched with Mayuri straddling him while Shrini lay on the sofa. As Mayuri rotated her pelvis to pleasure him and herself, Shrini played with her tits. She removed the top and bra as Shrini fiddled with them. This went on for a while as Shrini alternated his attention from breasts to her ass. I saw him insert finger into her asshole and she never complained.

They again changed positions and this time he took her in missionary style, rapidly plowing her. I glanced at the clock – it was 1:45 and there was no sign of end of their session. After humping her for an eternity he got up and urged her to take his penis in her mouth. Rohini stopped her fucking and watching the action in front.

I saw Shrini fucking her mouth very vigorously and he must have almost penetrated her throat but she didn't flinch a bit; only curbing his actions occasionally.

"Mayuri is so versatile," said Rohini.

"She could be the lead actress in any porn movie," she added.

I was amazed at her ability to take this onslaught for several minutes and not once showing any significant sign of gagging. Shrini's staying power didn't fail to amaze me. On the New Year even, he didn't do it for so long. But now, it was more than 2 hours since they had been fucking. It wasn't just the length but intensity of the session that surprised me. Shrini frantically humped her in every possible position and was able to control his ejaculation for such a long period.

He withdrew his penis just when he was about to cum and spurted his semen on her mouth. Mayuri didn't mind and let him cum on her mouth and then took his prick inside her mouth to clean him up.

Rohini congratulated me for having such a lovely wife worthy of being Shrini's mistress. Shrini had been with countless women but none matched the beauty of your wife and her eagerness to please him she said.

"I think Shrini's search for ideal mistress has ended."

"Although, the litmus test is still some distance away," she said as we headed to our respective bedrooms. Her last remark puzzled me but I didn't worry too much about it.

Mayuri was back after about half an hour. She hesitated when I approached her but melted with my kiss. Her breath was very clean. I wanted to taste her engorged pussy but wasn't sure if she would let me. In no time, I headed southwards and she willingly let me lap her pussy. Her vagina was wide open and I was sure I would hardly feel her if I tried penetrating her. Mayuri had other plans though; she quickly moved into sixty nine position and took my erect penis in her mouth. Rohini ensured that I wasn't on the verge by keeping her hands off my penis. We went at it for ten minutes so when Mayuri started jacking me off a little aggressively.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Finishing it fast; I am pretty tired," she complained.

"Where am I going to cum," I blurted before realizing it was a dumb question to ask.

"Here you can cum on my bra," she said pulling her bra from side table. I was a little disappointed that Mayuri didn't extend similar treatment to me. It also, however, excited me that she reserved extra for Shrini.

[Darksam]

Our life progressed smoothly for next few months. Shrini was having lion's share of sex from Mayuri. I had nothing to complain since I too was having lot of sex from Mayuri and Rohini. Rohini and I engaged in quite a few kinky activities during those months.


In the month of June, I had to visit India to see my ailing mother. I wasn't advised to travel because of green card related issues but I had to so Mayuri stayed back. I got stuck in India for over two and half months before my green card got approved.

The three must have had lot of fun while I was in India. It didn't take long for me to find out. It was the very first weekend after I returned home. We were watching a movie on Friday night -- for a change Mayuri decided not to work that evening. I needed to take a leak so thought of stepping out for minute since the movie wasn't interesting. For some strange reason, I decided to use Shrini and Rohini's restroom instead of ours downstairs. As I could see clearly due to the light entering from the window in the bathroom, I didn't switch on the lights. Within a few minutes, Rohini and Mayuri entered the room to discuss something in my absence not realizing that I was there inside the bathroom. They stood next to the sink that was right opposite the bathroom.

"Why are you refusing to have sex with Shrini?" asked Rohini. I was not sure if I should remain inside or emerge from the bathroom but I thought of capitalizing on this opportunity to eavesdrop on them.

"I am not refusing," she whispered.

"I said I'd relieve him with blowjobs during the weekends like earlier," she added. It seemed to me that they were talking about the change in plan because I had returned after two and half months.

"Why not intercourse?" Rohini asked.

"He doesn't use condoms."

"I can't go back with my pussy full of his cum," she complained.

"Besides, he stretches me a lot. It wouldn't take any time for Sameer to figure out," she added.

"You can clean up before heading back," she suggested.

"Are you kidding?"

"He practically hoses me with his semen!"

"If not for the pills, he would have impregnated me long time back."

"You do know how much he misses sex with you," said Rohini in a concerned tone.

"He is insatiable," complained Mayuri.

"While we are away, he does twice or thrice every night," she added.

"Are you complaining?" asked Rohini teasingly.

"No!"

"As a matter of fact, I relish that."

"But at home, I am Sameer's wife," she pleaded.

"But Shrini's mistress," Rohini interjected, almost rudely.

"I bet, it wouldn't have been exciting otherwise," she added.

"I must admit, it is an incredible feeling to spread my legs or open my lips for him."

"It is, perhaps, mean of me to not let Sameer cum in my mouth, when Shrini gets to every time wishes it," said Mayuri.

"You love it!" exclaimed Rohini.

"No," said Mayuri emphatically.

"I hate the bitter taste of semen," she added.

"With Shrini, somehow, I feel obligated."

"Why obligated?" asked Rohini.

"He gives so much pleasure that I feel he has the right to cum wherever he wants."

"Would you like to become his wife?" asked Rohini teasingly and added, "I don't mind Sameer as my husband."

"No way," replied Mayuri.

"You keep your husband -- he is no good outside the bedroom."

"Sameer is lovely and makes me feel very special!"

"Besides, he is not all that bad in the bedroom," added Mayuri.

"I am sure Shrini makes you feel special as well," said Rohini.

"Yes by screwing me day and night."

"Then you don't mind being his mistress, I guess," said Rohini.

"You bet!"

"The way I see it Sameer makes me feel special in a non sexual way."

"Shrini, however, makes me feel special in a sexual way and makes best use of my assets."

"He was once telling me that I have a body that was made for breeding."

"Very true," added Rohini.

"You have wide hips that make delivering babies easier and adequate sized breasts to feed a few babies."

"Why if you had been married to that ***** man I knew in India, you would have already delivered two babies by now," said Rohini.

"You wouldn't believe it," said Mayuri.

"This elderly black gentleman from our office made a similar remark about me to a colleague of mine."

"How old is he?"

"About 38; has fathered four children, yet he is hitting on women."

"The rumor is that he has tasted most of the saucy white women in our office."

"Perhaps it is time for him to taste a hot Indian woman," teased Rohini.

"No way," said Mayuri.

"Just kidding," said Rohini and added, "Even if you did have another lover, I bet Shrini would always be special for you."

"Yes, he would be," agreed Mayuri.

"Too bad he can't make complete use of your assets," said Rohini.

"What do you mean?" asked Mayuri.

"I am not sure if these breasts would ever nurse Shrini's babies," said Rohini.

"Only time will tell that," said Mayuri, her voice almost trembling. I was surprised to hear Mayuri's response. It seemed as if Mayuri had contemplated about it and was just waiting for the right moment. We knew Rohini couldn't conceive and hence there was a potential for such a request but never though we could entertain it. Moreover, I never thought Mayuri would go through pregnancy more than once. She was determined to focus on her career and hence didn't want to consider conceiving so soon, although it has already been almost 4 years to our marriage.

"How do you think Sameer likes it?" Rohini asked quickly changing the topic.

"Does he know?" asked Rohini.

"What?"

"That you practically lived with Shrini while he was gone," Rohini clarified.

"No way, I don't want him to think that I am falling in love with Shrini."

"It would only make him jealous," added Mayuri.

"Are you?" asked Rohini.

"No!"

"It is just lust," clarified Mayuri after a nervous laugh.

"Sameer is the ideal husband for me."

"Does he mind that Shrini gets an unfair share of sex from you?"

"I guess not," said Mayuri after a thought.

"He is sensitive and doesn't demand too much over the weekends."

"Perhaps, you are keeping him busy during the week," said Mayuri teasingly.

"Not really," replied Rohini casually.

"We indulge over the weekend every night after I am back from work," Mayuri said justifying that I too was getting a decent share of sex from her.

"You mean after fellating Shrini," teased Rohini.

"Does he know?"

"Would he mind?" asked Rohini.

Mayuri didn't respond.

"Sameer has distinct cuckold tendencies," said Rohini.

"I suspected so," replied Mayuri feebly.

"He is a passive cuckold, though."

"He would need help from the environment, to realize his fantasies," said Rohini.

"In other words, the answer is he wouldn't mind," said Rohini.

"Are you suggesting that he already knows?" asked Mayuri.

"He secretly wishes that you entertain Shrini before coming to him, which you are but not to the fullest extent."

"How could you be so sure?" asked Mayuri.

"I am not. But I can see the trend."

"He doesn't mind when Shrini monopolizes you. He even waits for his turn on weekends."

"What are you suggesting?" asked Mayuri.

"Test the waters," replied Rohini calmly.

And they headed back to the living room giving me a chance to sneak out. It was evident that Rohini was manipulating both of us to achieve their objectives. None of us felt violated; in fact her manipulation suppressed our guilt and helped us overcome our inhibitions.

I had suspected that Mayuri and Shrini must have been indulging in sex while I was asleep but never knew that Rohini was aware of it. However, Mayuri rarely resisted my advances after returning to bed; hence I had no reason to suspect. This explained why she always had fresh breath.

I knew Mayuri would test the waters right away; she still continued to fellate him on weekend nights. However, a new pattern started emerging and I noticed that Rohini dragged me out on the afternoons on some or the other pretext. Shrini was practically screwing her every day of the week.

Green card helped me find a job late in October. It was a management consulting job with a boutique consulting firm based in San Francisco. The MBA that I procured while trying to woo Mayuri back in India came in handy. The job required travel to the East Coast on a weekly basis, so essentially my life hadn't changed much. The workload was terrible and sometimes I had to stay over the weekend instead of spending time with Mayuri. Around the same time Rohini made a trip to India to take care of some domestic issues. Mayuri and Shrini lived as husband and wife while we both were away.

The first time I got sloppy seconds with her was quite by surprise. Mayuri's birthday was on the 23rd of November and came on the Thanksgiving Day. I was away from her for three weeks so that I could spend the Thanksgiving weekend with her. Mayuri and Shrini didn't travel to San Francisco that week; it was a short week anyway. According the plan, I was supposed to reach on Thursday afternoon but I surprised her by reaching on Wednesday night instead.

I reached home around 11 p.m. and Mayuri was indeed surprised to see me at the door. I had to wait at the door for a little while before Mayuri opened the door.

"Surprise," I said excitedly.

"You were coming tomorrow," she said hugging me. I had missed her; it was three weeks after which I had seen her. Locking the door, I asked her, "Where is Shrini?"

"He is asleep upstairs," she said leading me to our bedroom. In the dim light of the staircase, I noticed her puffy red lips as she answered my question and I couldn't control myself. I pinned her to the wall and kissed her passionately. She resisted but not for long. Our kiss got wetter by the moment and towards the end I was slobbering. My hands moved up to fondle her breasts, which were freely dangling underneath her top. The thought crossed my mind if they were in the act when I knocked on the door. I was extremely excited and in the heat of the moment, I sneaked my hand inside her top and grabbed her right boob and gave a very hard squeeze.

"What are you doing," she complained breaking the kiss; her lips glistening red with our saliva.

"Shrini is asleep," I pleaded while sneaking the other hand inside her top.

"I am your wife not your mistress," she said and picked up the luggage and descended the stairs; almost implying that she wouldn't mind having sex with Shrini on the stairs.

Once inside the bedroom, I pulled her into my arms again and planted another wet kiss on her lips. She fervently kissed me back and my hands roamed all over her body and rested on her shapely bums. Mayuri stopped me when my hands breached her underwear and took hold of her firm butt.

"Sameer stop," she said, "I feel very dirty right now."

"Why?"

"I didn't have a shower today," she complained.

"It doesn't matter."

"You know I love your musky smell anyway," I argued.

"Let me take a quick shower"

"And then we can do it all night."

"No," I said and pushed her back on the bed. She indeed looked wonderful in the soft night lamp light. Her lips were rosy red and her breath labored. We again engaged in tongue duel and I got rid of her night suite in no time. She moaned as I took her left nipple in my mouth.

As I moved south wards she said, "Let me relieve you."

"I am really messy down there," she reasoned.

"No I want to taste it. Besides, I would cum in no time if you take it in my mouth."

I liked the smell and taste of her pussy, no matter the state of her pussy. I suspected she might have had sex with Shrini before I arrived. It wasn't as if I was eager to taste her pussy filled with Shrini's semen but rather that I wanted to taste her pussy. I was deprived of sex for past few weeks and needed it.

As my face hovered over her crotch, the strong stench of her urine hit me. She wasn't lying. Her crotch was damp -- was it the anticipation of sex with me or was it Shrini's semen. As my lips touched her crotch over the underwear, she pleaded, "Sameer..." for me to stop yet her pelvis twisted up.

I didn't waste too much time and pushed her gusset aside and pushed my tongue into the folds of her lips. The bitter taste confirmed that Shrini indeed had fucked her. Her vulva was quite distended and my tongue easily slid inside and as it slithered inside more of Shrini's cum came down. From the quantity and the thickness, I concluded they must have finished 30 minutes before I knocked on the door. As my tongue curled upwards and grazed past her clit, she pushed on my head and said, "Please take it slowly baby!"

She doesn't like me to focus on her clit early on.

"It feels so good. Slide your tongue in baby."

"Don't mind the taste. I know it is messy."

Rohini must have educated her on the pleasure of having creampie eaten out. However, I wasn't sure if Mayuri could muster courage to enact it. Perhaps she was just trying to make use of this opportunity. On second thought, I realized that Rohini knew about my plan to surprise her. Did they plan it I thought?

"My pussy is on fire; soothe it with your tongue," she moaned.

And for the next 30 minutes I lapped the remnants of her mating with Shrini. She had an incredible orgasm. I had performed oral sex on her several times that spanned for more than half hour but this was perhaps the firs time when she became violent and almost strangled me with her legs.

"You indeed are on fire," I said moving up on top of her.

"What's up?"

"Nothing I missed you," she said and kissed me. I realized how wide open she was when I inserted my penis in her. I could barely feel her and blurted out, "I can barely feel you."

"Did I interrupt something when I knocked on the door," I asked. I still couldn't believe I said that.

"Shut up," she said blushing in response.

"Don't ask don't policy," she retorted in a teasing manner, reminding me of our tacit agreement.

"There is no harm in breaching it every now and then," I exhaled. I was stroking her very slowly, trying to prolong the session.

"Do you want me to be on top?" she asked.

"You won't last for long otherwise."

We changed the positions and she rode me; our regular position when we intended to have leisurely fuck.

"So, how is it going?" I started again.

"What?" she asked feigning ignorance.

"Your relationship with Shrini?"

"Why do you want to know?"

"Just curious," I replied calmly.

"This is about sex and not love. I know I am your only love in this life," I said assuring her.

"Perhaps in the next six lives as well," she said giving me tight squeeze with her pelvic muscles. She was extremely good at this and was perhaps one of the reasons why Shrini enjoyed intercourse with her. I remember Rohini mentioning this once to me.

"What do you want to know?"

"Nothing specific," I said implying that I just wanted to talk.

"Are you enjoying?"

"It has been a sexually fulfilling year," she said. I sensed that she was willing to talk.

"Have you been a good mistress?" I asked opening up the subject.

"Yes. Lived up the expectations he had from your wife," she answered seductively giving me a good squeeze again.

"What expectations?" I groaned.

"Letting him mount me," she let out between her heavy breathing.

"Every time he had an urge," she added after a brief pause.

"He prefers your wife over his," she started.

"While you were in India, he spent his time mostly with me."

"Rohini didn't mind?" I asked.

"She was happy to let me fulfill her duty," replied Mayuri.

"Did you do it a lot?" I asked.

"Yes. A lot more than what we did during our honeymoon or in the first year of our marriage," she clarified.

"Is he better," I asked inquisitively. My penis twitched inside her as I asked this.

"Are you jealous?" she asked a bit taken aback by my question.

"No," I replied calmly.

"It feels a lot better," she said.

"Is he bigger?" I asked hesitantly.

"Much," she smiled and added, "but it is not the size."

"Then what?" I asked.

"It is because I am your wife and his mistress!"

"Isn't it psychological for you?" she asked.

"Rohini is no match for your beauty," I replied.

"I wasn't talking about you and Rohini."

Mayuri gave me a few good squeezes instead of answering the question. It seemed she was contemplating on whether to ask it or not. Perhaps, wondering how to frame the question.

"Do you like this?"

"Like what?" I asked not understanding what she meant.

"Me becoming Shrini's mistress."

Hearing that my penis almost twitched and it was as if I was about to cum. It was a crucial moment. We never talked about it openly but I knew we would have to one day.

"You do like it. Don't you?" she asked, perhaps guessing it from my reaction.

"I can sense it," she said giving me another good squeeze.

"You are on the verge, do you want to prolong it," she asked and without waiting for my answer, she lifted herself up and moved forward to straddle my chest. In the silence we could hear our labored breathing and our racing hearts pumping wildly. And then I heard Mayuri say, "Do you want to tell me how much you like it by licking me?" as she slowly slid forward to straddle my face.

I didn't need further encouragement and lapped her. For a woman who had been fucked twice that night, she was surprisingly wet. After licking her for a few minutes, she asked, "Do you want to talk about it?"

"Did you ever fantasize about this?" she asked. I was in a dilemma. I didn't want to be dishonest; at the same time didn't want her to think of her husband was a pervert.

"Yes," I managed to say.

"Did you see it coming?" she asked grinding her pussy on my mouth.

"No," I said.

"He had a crush on you during our college days," I said.

"Who didn't," she said, her tone had a touch of arrogance.

"He talked about doing dirty things with you," I added.

"What dirty things?" She slid back giving me some room to breathe.

"Just some guy talk," I assured her.

"He made me promise to share you with him if you did marry me," she said.

"It is unfair to have such a beautiful woman all to yourself," he argued.

"And so you are sharing your wife with him," she said teasing me.

"He is reciprocating by sharing his," I countered.

"But you are loaning yours," she retorted.

"Sort of like what the Eskimos did but here the guest is loaning his wife to the host and not vice versa," she said in a conceited tone.

"Why do say that?"

"Rohini told me that you guys do only 2 or 3 times a week," she justified.

I knew that was not true but didn't want to shatter her trust in Rohini. Rohini had cajoled her into this relationship on the pretext that her sex drive didn't match Shrini's. So, she must have tried not to contradict her initial story; besides the plan was to have Mayuri as Shrini's mistress. Nothing stopped Rohini and me from having sex. It was evident that the psychological aspect had indeed heightened her pleasure and I didn't want to take that away from her.

"It has benefited our sex drive," I argued.

"We are more adventurous too," she added.

"I am certain you are a lot more adventurous with him," I teased.

"What makes you think so?"

"Nothing, just a hunch," I replied calmly.

"Does that surprise you or shock you?" she asked teasing me, taking my hard cock in her hand.

"Neither," I replied calmly.

"I am his mistress and do let him take liberties."

"What kind?" I eagerly asked.

"And those privileges are reserved for him," she interjected.

"But that is not fair."

"They wouldn't be privileges if I let you have them as well."

"What did you expect?"

"I am your wife not mistress."

"How do you see this relationship panning out in future?" I asked turning her attention to the fact that we would be soon moving out.

"There isn't any future," she exhaled.


"We should cease this relationship as soon as we move out."

"Why? I thought you were enjoying," I retorted.

"I am having trouble with my pills," she exhaled. She had mentioned this to me over the phone couple of weeks back and that her Doctor had recommended considering alternatives.

"We could use other forms of birth control," I reasoned.

"Shrini would never use a condom, if that is what you had in mind."

"And the other forms of birth control are not 100% effective."

"It would only be stupid to engage in sex with such a virile man during my fertile period."

"I understand," I said.

"We should do it carefully, though," I suggested.

"Leave it to me," she assured.

We ended our session soon and I went to bed thinking about how our relationship had panned out and whether it was the right decision or not. We did it again in the morning. The next day we went to Reno and spent the next three nights in Reno. We had booked separate rooms so that Mayuri and I could spend some time with each other, which we did. Ironically, however, she also fulfilled her mistress duties and ensured that Shrini got to dip his stick in her honey pot almost every night.

The first night, I was not keen on spending time in casinos since I was too exhausted with work and desperately needed some sleep so I urged Mayuri to head back to the hotel around 10:00 or so. She promised to join later and asked me to go ahead and take a short nap while they gambled a little more.

I knew something was up and didn't hit the bed immediately but waited to see if they came back to the hotel after me. In about 20 minutes, I noticed them enter the hotel. I hated Mayuri for preferring to celebrate her birthday with Shrini instead of me. Yet, I was not sure if that indeed was the case; they could have very well decided to head back after I left. Somehow, I strangely desired for Mayuri to head to Shrini's bedroom instead of coming back to our room. She didn't disappoint.

Mayuri returned to bed at about 1:00am. She stroked my hard cock as she planted her mouth over mine. I latched onto her lips and kissed her back fervently. After we broke our hot kiss, she said, "Looks like you were dreaming of me."

"I was eagerly waiting for you," I said. I noticed that she hadn't rinsed her mouth and her breath was a little stale. I was sure that Shrini had fucked her when within minutes of our kissing, she pushed my head southwards. It smelled exactly as it did the previous night, except that there was no strong stench of urine. Her pussy tasted a lot bitter tonight and it felt as if I had tasted a lot more of his cum. I satisfied her with my tongue till she pulled me up and unfortunately I ejaculated in her in the next couple of minutes. Mayuri didn't complain and we went to bed.

Mayuri spent Friday night with me and we indulged in a very long session. We did it again the next morning in the shower.

On Saturday night, Mayuri urged me to make an excuse and head to the hotel early so that she could spend some time with Shrini. She argued that he needed some relief. She didn't return until very early in the morning and I missed sex with her that night.

That's how we spent our Thanksgiving weekend in the year 2000. It was the first time we had heart-to-heart discussions about our polyamorous relationship, which in reality was more of a polyandrous relationship. It was the first time Mayuri requested me to go to bed early (on Saturday) so that she could spend some time with Shrini. I had sensed that the decision to continue this relationship rested with me.

We moved out of Shrini's place in March next year. Having established myself in the new firm, we felt it was about time to move on. As expected Mayuri put an end to polyamorous relationship; we met frequently and were still on good terms with Shrini and Rohini.

Shrini and Rohini were disappointed with sudden turn of events. Rohini was happy that at least Shrini got a taste of Mayuri and hoped that she would change her mind someday. Rohini and I often discussed how much fun we had and how much both of us missed getting together. Rohini meticulously kept a log of Shrini's sessions with Mayuri and one fine day she shared with me the details.

In the year 2000, Shrini mated with Mayuri 309 times, compared to 123 (approximately) sessions I had with Mayuri that year. Mayuri did have a bumper year with a total of 432 sessions with both of us. About 1/3rd of Mayuri's sessions with Shrini were actually blowjobs she gave him in the shower. According to Rohini they indulged in other activities in the shower but the session culminated with her long blowjob that on an average took twenty minutes. She also rimmed him 76 times, mostly in the shower, primarily to make him ejaculate quicker.

In all, Shrini had 408 sessions with Mayuri over the period of a year and 3 months. It was staggeringly high compared to my total (approximately) of 550 sessions over the period of past 4 years. It was not the quantity but the quality of sessions that astounded me. On an average their leisurely sessions lasted for a little over two hours, whereas their quickies (mostly morning sessions) lasted for half an hour.

They hit the crescendo in the last 3 months of our stay since Shrini knew it would end once we moved out. Mayuri rimmed Shrini on every possible opportunity during the last 3 months, except the times when it would be unhygienic to indulge in such an act and finished with 151 rim jobs. She let Shrini ejaculate in her mouth a mind-boggling 197 times. In comparison, she let me do that only once and that too was an accident.

All this had a very positive effect on our sessions and they were much longer and the sex was more varied. We had more sex than we had in the previous years and considering the amount of time we were together, it was truly incredible.

[Darksam]

As days passed the thoughts about what we missed after ending the relationship with Shrini and Rohini plagued me. Rohini and I frequently discussed about what transpired in the last year and half and each time I would unearth something that I didn't know.


I wondered when Rohini would try to convince me to reinitiate the affair but she never did. Despite the fact that I had let her know how sorely I regretted Mayuri's decision on several occasions, she didn't try to stoke my desire in anyway. Instead, she behaved as genuine friend, patiently listening to my ramblings.

Mayuri's libido had suffered as a consequence of this breakup and she seemed like the Mayuri I had known before she became Shrini's mistress. I had mentioned this to Rohini several times and each time she only mentioned that this was just a passing phase and soon she would return to normalcy. If this was normalcy then I preferred her previous avatar, I thought.

There were occasions when Mayuri in hot mood would discuss her episodes with Shrini, not in great detail but cursorily. As days progressed she became comfortable talking about her relationship with Shrini and didn't mind sharing more of the details. It was clear her motivation was psychological -- letting someone other than her husband mount her any and every time was incredibly thrilling experience for her. And if that someone happened to be well-endowed and skilled in the art of making love there is no end to the pleasure one can derive from such a promiscuous mating. To her the icing on the cake was that I approved and even waited for my turn on weekends, at least that's the way she saw it. She was not keen on reinitiating the affair though.

It was on the July 4th weekend, when Rohini finally opened up and shared with me what she thought about our situation.

"It is not a good idea," she said. We were discussing if there was anyway to convince Mayuri to become Shrini's mistress again.

"Why not?"

"Mayuri's interest in sex has waned," I complained.

"It is for good," assured Rohini. "You can't handle that kind of libido anyway."

"Precisely my point; she should become his mistress again," I retorted.

"You don't seem to see what it entails," said Rohini.

"Mayuri is not on the pills," she said hinting on what she meant.

"Shrini could use a condom," I argued.

"Forget it," she said dismissing that idea.

"Mayuri could use a cervical cap, diaphragm, or even a female condom," I added. Rohini laughed at my eagerness to reinstate the earlier state of affairs.

"Trust me," she said holding my hands in hers, "If this starts again then you would be raising Shrini's kids."

"She needs it," I said.

"But she is not selfish," said Rohini calmly.

"She knew Shrini would impregnate her if this continues.

"That didn't deter her though -- she suspected that anyway.

"What alarmed her was her desire to be bred by him."

"Are you serious?" I interjected.

"Hmm..." she nodded.

"My inability to conceive fuelled Shrini's desire."

"Mayuri, however, didn't need any such encouragement."

I was surprised by Rohini's description of the motives that ended the arrangement. Shrini harboring such thoughts was not surprising at all; although, I couldn't comprehend Mayuri's eagerness to conceive from Shrini. She was never keen on bearing children and had decided to postpone that process until she was into her thirties.

"Are you sure about Mayuri's eagerness?" I asked trying to get more information from her.

"Absolutely!"

"Trust me," she said

"Mayuri would let him mount every time she is in heat, if this starts again," she said and quickly corrected herself, "She would encourage him to mount," emphasizing the word encourage.

"She always made him cum insider her during her fertile period. She instinctively chose to risk it with him," she added.

"Mayuri is not much into kids," I said surprised by her admission.

"You are right, she is not." Rohini quickly responded.

"However, alpha males tend to have such an affect on women they mate with."

All this surprised me a little. If Mayuri craved sex with Shrini to such an extent, she should have never stopped taking her pills. After all, the problem wasn't very serious and she had admitted this to me after we moved out of their place. And now that she had discontinued her pills, she shouldn't have much difficulty in conceiving from Shrini. After all, we had several discussions on reinitiating the arrangement again.

"What do you think?" I asked her changing the course of our conversation.

"Do you desire this?"

"The question is what you desire," she said taking a deep breath.

"If it excites you to have your wife become his mistress, then you should be willing to live with the consequences," she added as she took my hands in hers.

"Wouldn't it hurt you if Shrini choose to exclusively mate with Mayuri?" I asked her hinting at the motive behind my question.

"I have passed that stage now," she reluctantly admitted.

"Mayuri is incredibly beautiful woman and I understand that as you understand now that she was meant to be bred by him."

"It is not as if he would never need me!"

"Besides, you are always there," she added, hiding her nervous laughter. It was unnerving to understand her plight. She was able to hide her feelings but now that we had grown so close over past couple of years, I could see how vulnerable she was.

"To tell you the truth," she started again.

"It hurts a little but it is more psychological than physical."

"I would rather prefer to have sex with you, anyway," she said. I can't explain how elated I was after hearing this. Ever since Mayuri started sleeping with Shrini, I had been feeling a little low about my ability to satisfy women. I never had doubts about my ability to satisfy women and I never did think a lot about my size before this started. We had the urge to kiss each other and neither of us hesitated in doing so. And in no time I was on my knees eating her out.

"Hmm..." she exclaimed as I lapped at her pussy

"I missed this so much...."

"You are so good," she said as I moved on top of her. She latched onto my lips and kissed me fervently, while her hand moved to my erect penis and started jerking it.

"No wonder Mayuri has a tough time making up her mind," she said breaking the kiss.

"Choosing between your tongue and his penis!" she added. She slid down to take my penis in her mouth. Her talk was exciting me even further and I eagerly pushed my penis in her mouth. In no time, I started humping her mouth and when I tried to drive more of my penis inside, she pulled it out gasping for air and said, "I can't handle it!"

"Mayuri can," she said gulping her saliva.

"But may be she won't let you have that privilege," she said in a casual tone. Rohini had a knack in understanding psychology of a person. She would say things that would matter to me but very casually, as if it was just another statement. I had seen Shrini hump Mayuri's mouth twice and knew that Mayuri was quite adapt at handling him. Although, I never tried and neither did she ever encourage me to engage in that act. Rohini fellated me after taking a breather. She kept me on the edge by sucking on my penis and at the same fingering my asshole. She lay down after pleasing me and said, "Help yourself if you need more."

As I moved on top of her she stopped me saying, "No; I meant you could eat me." She pulled me to kiss and after the breaking the kiss said, "You are not allowed to mount Shrini's women."

"Not until you have pleased them," she added pushing me down. Reluctantly, I started lapping her pussy again.

"Get used to it," she urged me, "This is what you would be doing most of the time once Mayuri becomes Shrini's permanent mistress."

"I can almost visualize," she said.

"You returning home on a Friday night at 10:00 pm."

"Mayuri is entertaining Shrini in your master bedroom."

"Not having much to do but wait we make out in another bedroom," she said and then clarified, "Which essentially means you going down me."

"Not that we can't have intercourse, but I guess you would rather prefer doing with her after Shrini is done."

"Obviously, Mayuri would expect you to perform cunnilingus on her to soothe her inflamed pussy."

"In the process lapping up their mixed juices," she added seductively. All this excited me to such an extent that I started rapidly fingering her asshole. Most of her juices had flowed down to her puckered entrance and made it easy for me to finger her without causing her discomfort. This was the first time she let me finger her anus for such a long time. She started moaning in response to my expert ministrations on her clit and her anus. After having worked on her for more than ten minutes, she pulled me up and said, "Mount me!" "Show me you deserve to mount Shrini's women," she added. I sunk into her in one stroke as she let out a loud groan. Having had a long session previous night with Mayuri, I was in no hurry to empty my balls. I shafted her for further seven or eight minutes before ejaculating in her. She kissed me very softly and said, "You sure do deserve to mount me."

"Perhaps even Mayuri," she said as I smiled in response.

"As long as you understand her desire to be mounted by an alpha male such as Shrini, you should do just fine," she prophesied.

Now that we had quenched our thirst, we could attend to important issue at hand -- whether to take it to the next level or not. Putting together the pieces of puzzle was straightforward after this episode with Rohini.

Mayuri was a beautiful woman and for her to marry at a tender age to someone like me always puzzled everyone. It was perhaps a primary reason why always a well-endowed man pleasured her in my fantasies. Few months into Mayuri's affair with Shrini, I started doubting my ability to satisfy women. Fortunately, my doubts were unfounded as Rohini confessed about her preference to mate with me rather than Shrini. While it was true that Mayuri enjoyed sex with Shrini, she never implied that she was dissatisfied with our sex life. Unfortunately, I always presumed otherwise and my reading about this lifestyle reinforced it.

In retrospect, it was my desire to see Mayuri mate with well-endowed man that fuelled the arrangement and Mayuri's affair. It had little to do with my inadequacies and perhaps little to do with Mayuri's desire as well; although, had Mayuri shunned these thoughts, we could have never reached this stage.

I didn't realize that Rohini had moved down and took my sticky penis in her mouth as these thoughts went through my mind. She quickly moved back and kissed me forcefully and pushed some of cum into my mouth. Not having time to react I kissed her back, only to taste the bitter taste of my semen. After a prolonged kiss, she said, "You have a lot of potential."

"You should encourage Mayuri to become Shrini's mistress."

"Why?" I asked.

"You know why," she quickly retorted.

"Nothing could excite you more than knowing that a much able stallion is breeding your wife," she said.

"Not once; not twice."

"But several times, until he does justice to the beauty nature has bestowed on her."

"You know all that," she quickly added as an afterthought.

"Let's talk later," she said implying that there was something else she had on her mind. We decided to talk about it the following week.

The following weekend on Sunday, Rohini and Shrini visited us. They decided to stay over since Shrini had work in the SF office next day. I was working from our local office on Monday and then flying to client's office that night. After dinner, Shrini stepped out to meet a friend of his while we three stayed at home. Rohini and I were watching a movie while Mayuri was busy cleaning up. In between when Mayuri was in the bedroom, I prodded Rohini for more details on what she had on mind the other day. She didn't reply but said we should talk later.

Mayuri stepped out to do our laundry. It was around 9:00 or so it was not big an issue since the laundry room was downstairs just above the garage. She often did the laundry this time of the week since then it mostly unused and she can do it all in one go. As soon as Mayuri shut the door behind her, Rohini pulled me for a kiss and passionately kissed me. After breaking the kiss, I said, "Too bad, we can't do much. You are extremely hot today."

"We won't have time for much," she replied eagerly and kissed me again. I squeezed her apple-sized breasts hard as I kissed her back. In no time I was on top of her grinding against her groin. She stopped me saying, "Don't."

"Save yourself for Mayuri. She would need lot of relief tonight."

"I am guessing, Shrini would ravage my pussy for sure," she added. It was evident in the way they stole glances on the lunch table that the fire was very much simmering underneath and it only needed a little encouragement. Rohini quickly untied knot of her Salwar and pulled it down along with her panties to expose her fresh pussy to me.

"Eat me," she said quickly pulling me face into the wedge between her legs.

"Don't worry," she said as I hesitated, "We would have enough time to straighten up ourselves before Mayuri enters the living room."

I went down on her for another five minutes or so when Mayuri returned. We didn't have to make ourselves completely presentable as Mayuri didn't bother check on us and went back down again carrying another load. We got back to our business again. This time around, I lapped at her pussy for more than ten minutes and yet there was no sign of Mayuri. After eating her out for another five minutes, I had the urge to penetrate her and hence without much thought moved on top of her and kissed her fervently. She returned my kiss passionately and let me dry hump her. Not able to control my desire to penetrate her, I quickly pulled down my pajamas and lined up my penis at the entrance of her pussy.

"What are you doing?" she frowned on me grabbing my penis and stopping it from entering her.

"Aren't you forgetting the rule?" she said. Her voice softened a little as her hand slowly yet firmly jerked my penis.

"You can't mount Shrini's women."

"At least not until, he has had his turn and done for the day."

"Seriously, once you embark on this journey, you would have to wait for your turn."

"Always," she emphasized.

"Now get down there and eat me," she said in a stern voice pushing me down.

"Trust me, you are never going to regret that you took this turn in life," she assured.

"Now make me wet and horny," she said shoving her pussy into my face. I spent the next ten minutes pleasuring her with my tongue until she climaxed and then the next ten minutes rimming her. I was getting a little concerned about Mayuri as she had gone for almost an hour. It was a little over ten when we tidied ourselves; I was planning to check out on Mayuri and see if she needed any help but Rohini pulled me for another kiss. It was a slow and long kiss -- we explored each others mouths with our tongues. Breaking the kiss, she said, "You have it in you!"

"I would rather spend the night with you," she said teasingly, "But that would mean Shrini would be boning Mayuri all night."

"And if she is in her fertile period, which I believe she is, she would have tough time avoiding pregnancy," added Rohini. Mayuri soon entered carrying the load with clothes neatly folded and stacked.

"Let's talk tomorrow," Rohini whispered as I stepped out to get the rest of the stuff from the laundry room. Rohini opened the door for me when I returned. Shrini had returned from his friend's place and had already retired in our guest bedroom. Rohini took me aside and whispered, "You need to quench her thirst tonight."

"Ensure that she is satiated."

"Insist on sex even if she is reluctant."

"Mate with her as many time as you can."

"Who knows this might be your only opportunity to impregnate her," she added as she headed towards her bedroom. Her last statement was an ominous one and I contemplated over it for a moment. Rohini presumed that I had accepted her proposal and it was only a matter of time before it was consummated. While this was fair to presume, what Rohini really implied was that Mayuri would be willing to have bareback sex. I entered our bedroom a little hesitantly as these thoughts went through my mind. Mayuri was on the bed and the light was turned off already. Still unsure I moved to my side of the bed and sat there for a moment.

Mayuri hugged me from behind and planted a kiss on my neck. Her hands caressed my body and ever so lightly sneaked underneath my shirt. She caressed my body lovingly; her hands felt my taught stomach muscles before moving up to my well-shaped chest. And then she squeezed my chest (as if they were breasts) first gently and then viciously. She had picked up this nasty habit from Shrini as he had abused her breasts a lot during our stay at their place. It was perhaps one of the reasons why her bust size significantly increased during our stay. She played with my nipples a little, which I always enjoyed, before moving her hand inside my pajamas to seize my stiff penis. She jerked my penis the way Rohini did; mostly while disallowing me to mount her. Mayuri's this new act could have been interpreted as a novelty but to me it was clearly a way of humiliating me. I asked surprised by her new behavior, "What has gotten into you?"

"Lust!" she whispered into my ear.

"For whom?" I quickly asked not realizing that I was suggesting as well. In past we had several such intimate and hot conversations with full of innuendo but Mayuri never played along, she always tolerated it. Mayuri had frankly admitted, on a number of occasions, that she had immensely enjoyed the time she spent with Shrini. However, she never tantalizingly mentioned it in our conversations. To her it was just another fact -- similar to the fact that Rohini had difficulty in accommodating him. This time she didn't hesitate and whispered into my ear, "Lust for my lover," as her thumb massaged the knob of my penis. I turned a little to kiss her and she returned my kiss. She kissed forcefully, stroking my penis with her tight fist. Breaking the kiss she completed her response, "who is in the next room."

"Pity that he is not at his rightful place," she whispered again, every so slowly jerking my penis. She was not just participating but extending horizons of our relationship. I had admitted to her several times that the best part of the affair for me was that Shrini had his way with her as and when he wanted. As our relationship developed, we discussed our fantasies and a favorite one of mine was making love to her after she had been with Shrini.

"It doesn't matter, though," she said after a few moments.

"He must be blissfully asleep after dumping his load in my mouth," she said ever so lightly, her voice only trembling a little.

"Did you taste it," she asked, her voice returning to normal tone. I didn't know how to respond and only managed to ask, "Really?" I asked hesitantly, pretending to be disinterested.

"Here," she said leaning for a kiss, "try again." And without much hesitation I accepted her kiss. While I was kissing her, I wondered if she really performed fellatio on him and if so where?

"Not yet," she asked after breaking our prolonged kiss.

"Perhaps you should try to see if he left something down there for you," she added casually, pushing me to kneel down in front of her. She scooted forward and pulled my face into her pelvic region. She wasn't wearing her panties, which was unusual if she had indeed been fucked. Her lips were wet and didn't belie her state. Driving my tongue through her pussy a few times, I figured out that she had not been fucked. She laid back and lifted her legs over my shoulders and said, "Eat it out to your hearts content." 

And then for the next forty-five minutes I was on my knees satisfying her with my tongue. I spent a lot of time on upper portion of her pussy, near her clit, and she would let me till it was too much for her and then she would push me southwards. I would spend a little time teasing her with my tongue at the lower end of her pussy. In doing so, often my tongue would slip a further down and lick her back hole. Surprisingly she never objected but only squirmed when my tongue accidentally invaded her puckered hole. Although Mayuri had rimmed Shrini countless times, he sparingly reciprocated the favor; Rohini insisted he only did three times on her. I wondered if Mayuri ever thought about receiving it, given that she knows how much Shrini craved for it.


She had two orgasms in the first thirty-five minutes but she never lifted her legs from my shoulder and every time I tried to rise, she forced me down with her legs. This was unlike Mayuri, who rarely insisted on such a long foreplay. In the last leg she did something even more unusual and unexpected. As her second orgasm subsided, I worked on her lower portion of pussy and as usual my tongue occasionally breached the forbidden territory. However, this time on every occasion her pelvis tilted up giving more access to her puckered hole. I wasn't sure if it was my mind playing tricks with me.

Mayuri had perhaps one of the finest asses among all the women I have personally known. Not that I had seen all of them naked but I could guess from general outline. Moreover, she certainly was one of the rarest to possess a reddish puckered hole that went along well with her pinkish pussy lips and slightly reddish areoles. I had seen Rohini's vaginal lips and asshole several times and they were very dark in comparison to her overall complexion. But then Rohini wasn't as fair as Mayuri either. Rohini and I had once discussed about this and according to her most Indian women would have her kind of color difference. Mayuri was special since she belonged to particular ***** caste that hailed from the Konkan region of Maharashtra, which was under French and Portuguese rule for quite some time. There were rumors that the rulers mixed with the local people, due to which most of these Brahmins have either blue or brown eyes. This was also one of the reasons why her parents were unwilling to accept me as their son-in-law.

I had little hesitation to rim such a beautiful ass However, I wasn't entirely sure if that is what Mayuri desired, hence I focused on perineum instead of directly moving to her asshole. She let me do that for a little while and then she placed her feet on my shoulders and lifted herself up a little to give access to her rear entry point. She gripped my hand as my tongue probed her asshole indicating that she indeed found that pleasurable. I supported her bum on my hands to ease the pressure on my shoulders and started pleasuring my wife. Mayuri immensely enjoyed the last ten minutes of our foreplay. By the time I was finished with her, her asshole had become so wet and supple that I could easily see-saw two of my fingers through her asshole.

Having satisfied her completely, I moved on top of her and kissed her forcibly and despite having climaxed couple of times, she responded fervently. She was not done yet and asked me if I had tasted his cum. To my utter surprise I quickly responded, "No but I wish I could," and kissed her again. Her hand quickly moved down to my erect penis but she had little difficulty in getting hold of it as our bodies were practically glued. I slid down next to her to give more access to her.

Our kisses were unusually wet, sloppy and extremely passionate. Breaking the kiss she said, "Perhaps he shot it right inside my womb." Her hands were busy jerking me very delicately and all the talk was now exciting me so much that I started to pump in and out of her fist.

"He breaches the narrow corridor of my cervix often," she said.

"Many a times he is deeply wedged inside my cervix while spewing his baby making sperm," she added in her seductive voice looking for a response in my eyes. In the faint light of our bathroom passage she could only sense my reaction. However, the frantic pumping underneath might have conveyed what she was enquiring about.

"Could he have impregnated me?" she asked innocently, reaching out for my lips. I kissed her passionately and very soon moved on top to mount her. She spread her legs and asked, "Where are the condoms?"

A rhetoric question! She immediately fished out one from our bedside table. Reluctantly I pulled it on top of my rock hard pecker that was longing to feel the insides of her vagina and perhaps have a shot at impregnating her.

"Just in case," she said as I slid my penis inside her well-lubricated vagina.

"I don't want to risk it."

"Although, I might already be pregnant," she said emphasizing that Shrini had the privilege of taking her bareback. Not sure what it was -- whether it was the humiliation or a sense of competition -- but it fueled my desire to quench her thirst. It was also Rohini's last words for the night that reminded me to do my best tonight; perhaps that helped me go down on her for over forty-five minutes. I never had much doubt in my ability to satisfy a woman with my tongue but satisfying a woman entirely with your penis is certainly a different ball game. I shafted her at a rapid pace as I thought about these things. Mayuri certainly was enjoying our intense session; she was continuously moaning and grunting every time I rammed my penis all the way into her. A few minutes into it, she raised her legs and placed them on my bum and pulled me into her. As my rhythm slowed down, she said, "Slow down."

"Easy," she breathed out.

"I want you to last at least half as long as he lasts," she added again nonchalantly. It inflated my desire to shaft her as long as I could but given very little room I resorted to kissing her forcibly and she responded passionately. I was eager to hump her -- her use of pelvic muscles was making harder for me to control my ejaculation. Breaking the kiss she said, "I can see that you enjoy having your wife entertain well-endowed men."

"Perhaps, I should invite him over every weekend." She eased the pressure and let me freely shaft her; realizing perhaps that I wouldn't hold on for much longer. I noticed in the watch that it has been over five minutes since I started shafting her. It truly was an achievement considering how excited I was and that I had already spend enough time with Rohini. Unfortunately, even my best timings couldn't beat Shrini's worst ones. Shrini's quickies would last thirty to forty-five minutes, the bulk of which would be Mayuri's foreplay on Shrini and then fifteen-to-twenty minutes of humping. Determined to please Mayuri for as long as I could, I tried varying the pace and rhythm to postpone my ejaculation and after about another eight minutes I climaxed. Mayuri hugged me very tightly as if were unloading in her.

"That was terrific," she exhaled.

"Looks like all the talk fired you up," she added.

"I knew you were making it up all along," I responded.

"I bet you wished it was all true," she said slapping my but.

"Of course, it drives me crazy," I responded.

"I am glad," she said, "I made you wear the condom."

"I wonder how much you would have ejaculated if Shrini indeed had fucked me," she added.

"You were pretty excited too," I retorted.

"You made me eat you for more than forty-five minutes!"

"I can't help it," she shrugged, "He has that effect on me."

"If he were to force himself upon me then I would have no choice but to accept him."

"Condom or no condom," she emphasized.

"After all I was his mistress," she justified.

We slept soon after that. Without doubt, this was our best session yet. We had certainly alleviated our relationship to the next level. Mayuri understood my desire to have her mate with Shrini and even accepted it as normal behavior. I wondered if she had indeed made out with Shrini in our laundry room. Our laundry room is secluded and hence that couldn't be ruled out. It was possible that she could have offered blow job to him as her pussy wasn't dilated at all.

Her last few words vindicated Rohini's suggestion. Although we had discussed about making love to her after she has been with Shrini, neither eating her out nor impregnating her were ever implied. It was Mayuri's extension to our favorite fantasy, perhaps. Mayuri rarely shared her fantasies, although she always confessed that her excitement comes from illicitness of the acts involved. Shrini's oversized equipment and his insatiable libido only heightened her pleasure.

Her sudden active interest in playing along in my fantasies raised a few doubts. I wondered if she had already reinitiated her affair; worse, if she never broke off the affair. The thoughts troubled me and I couldn't sleep well. I woke up suddenly around 1:30 am with thirst. Not surprisingly, I had an erection that needed attention but I turned to the more urgent need.

Returning to bed I snuggled next to Mayuri and planted soft kisses on her neck. She was fast asleep and didn't respond. I moved my hand to her exposed bum and squeezed her butt tenderly. Very slowly I slipped my hand in the narrow space between her thighs to reach her clitoris. She was fast asleep and was oblivious to my movements. However, as I gently massaged her clitoris and rubbed my penis between her legs, she started responding and her vagina got wet in no time. In her moans I heard her whisper, "Oh Shrini!"

"I thought you would never come," she mumbled. I still wasn't sure if she was awake or asleep as she didn't make any move. I continued kissing her neck and then slowly moved to her earlobes. She squirmed as my tongue traced her earlobe but didn't turn back and only spread her legs further and mumbled, "Mount me!"

"Impregnate me..." she moaned. I was stunned to hear that but thought she was only playing. Mayuri was practically sleeping on her back with her legs splayed open providing enough access to her pussy. I didn't waste much time and mounted her from behind and with hardly any effort drove my penis into her. This was the first time I took her in this position. We did doggie style several times but this position was a lot harder, perhaps because I wasn't long enough to keep my penis embedded inside her while shafting her in this position. Very soon Mayuri was moaning. However, having ejaculated only a few hours earlier, I was in no mood to finish so soon. Rohini's words were still playing in my mind. I had to prove that I was being worthy of her husband. Moreover, I just realized that I was taking her bareback in her fertile period. It was an incredible feeling, although Mayuri didn't respond, except for her moans. After about fifteen minutes of non stop humping, Mayuri said, "Let's change positions."

Without thinking I changed into our regular missionary style and started humping her again. I leaned to kiss her but she refused and pulled me further and tongued my earlobes. I knew she would resist, fearing her stale breath. As I pumped her hard, trying to match Shrini's virility, she whispered, "You are so good today."

"I almost thought it was Shrini." This excited me to great extent and I pumped her hard for another five minutes before shooting my sperm deep inside her. As we regained our composure after another wild session she playfully patted on my butt and said, "You bastard."

"You too want to sow your seeds?" she said.

"You too?"

"Who else?" I asked her surprised by her remark. It seemed as if I had caught her in the act. She didn't react but was a little uncomfortable before asking a rhetorical question, "Who else?" "Shrini!" she answered it herself.

"You never told me about this?" I acted surprised.

"What is there to tell?" she asked.

"In case you haven't realized, your wife tends to have such an effect on men she meets with," she added with a nervous laughter.

"Now, get off," she said, "Let me wash; otherwise you might really make me pregnant."

The thoughts about Shrini making out with Mayuri while I slept next to her intrigued me. I wondered if Mayuri was just playing along or was she in the middle of a dream. Anyway, having spent myself twice that night I couldn't worry too much about it and quickly dozed off. I woke up pretty early with a stiff erection -- partly due to inflated bladder and partly due to Mayuri's lips wrapped around my member. It was a pleasant wakeup call and perhaps very first time Mayuri woke me up that way. Finding me awake, she said, "You might as well return the favor," and moved on top of me into 69-position. I didn't need much encouragement and tongued her pink lips that had retracted back to their original shape. Her slit had certainly widened after having been fucked by Shrini incessantly for over a year. It made me wonder how much distended her lips would become after delivering Shrini's child. Yes, I thought "Shrini's child". I had a firm belief that Mayuri would bear him a child sooner or later and somehow I felt he would be the first one to knock her up. I pleasured her with my tongue and even licked her puckered hole. Mayuri was in hot mood as she deep throated me effortlessly and even fingered my asshole that drove me crazy. However, having spent myself twice I wasn't even nearing point of ejaculation even after Mayuri frantically sucked on my pecker for over 20 minutes. She, though, climaxed pretty soon. Finally, she gave up and said, "Looks like you would take too long," and left me unsatisfied.

"I would be late for work," she justified as she cleaned herself up before heading out to kitchen for her breakfast. It was only 6:15 and didn't understand her rationale since she had two hours. I didn't take much time to sleep again and woke up in an hour. I freshened up myself and was about to step out when Mayuri entered the bedroom and silently behind my back stepped into our bathroom. I grabbed her from behind and almost pinned her to the bathroom door and kissed her neck softly.

"You didn't finish what you started," I softly whispered to her.

"What do you want?" she retorted quickly and added, "We have done it thrice already." She very reluctantly turned around to face me but didn't directly look into my eyes. I sensed something was wrong but couldn't guess what. As I moved into kiss her she evaded my lips and said, "You don't want to kiss me now." Her looks told me she was guilty but of what I wondered. Did she do it with Shrini in the morning? Was she late because of that; it was 8:25 right now.

"If you have to know," she seductively said, cupping my hard erection with one of her hand.

"I was busy with my lover!" she softly whispered looking into my eyes. I didn't hesitate and quickly responded, "What makes you think that would deter me?"

She smiled seductively and said, "I said because it would encourage you." And very soon our lips locked and we passionately kissed each other again. For a moment I though she had indeed been with Shrini but then realized that she was just playing along as she did last night. After a little foreplay she complained that she had to hurry up or she would be late. I teasingly complained, "You never thought about it while doing with him."

Puzzled with my question she thought for only a moment and then retorted, "Well..."

"I am his mistress."

"And if I don't mate with him during my fertile period, how will I become pregnant?" she said casually. That statement of hers did it for me and I ravaged her right at there. She was late for her work by half an hour and she ensured that I wore condom before I fucked her to further humiliate/titillate me. We showered together for a change and in the shower she joked about our new role play in the bedroom. Mayuri agreed that she had immensely enjoyed previous nights fucking and agreed that it indeed spiced up our relationship. Upon probing further she reluctantly admitted, "I feel ashamed to say this but sometime I miss having sex with him."

[Darksam]

"Why have you stopped the arrangement?" I probed further.

"I can't handle the pills anymore and Shrini would never use a condom," she replied softly.

"Trust me," she said before I could say anything.

"He will make me pregnant no matter what."

As she stepped out of the shower, she warned me, "Keep him away from me."

"You can't hold me responsible for the consequences!"

Mayuri left but I continued to shower contemplating about her affair. Mayuri was concerned of her desire to be impregnated by Shrini and was vulnerable around him. It seemed fairly certain to me that he would nail her sooner or later. Mayuri was quite intent on postponing her pregnancy until she was into her thirties, which meant five more years. Shrini, however, would have a five year window and even if Mayuri succumbs to his advances only a couple of times in these five years it would mean two children to him.

Mayuri and Shrini both were gone when I entered our kitchen. Rohini was sipping on her coffee browsing through newspaper.

"Did you sleep well?"

"Or did Mayuri keep you busy whole night," she asked. I smiled in response and sat opposite to her with my coffee. She neatly folded the newspaper and kept it aside; her hands clasped the cup very tightly as she thought for a few moments and said, "Things are a little more complicated than I thought."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Well, earlier you had a choice but now you have run out of time," she said.

"Please be clear," I urged.

"Please promise me that you would never ever share this with Mayuri," she said looking into my eyes. After I nodded, she started, "Her desire to procreate with Shrini is much stronger than I thought."

"How do you conclude that?"

"Well your wife performed fellatio on Shrini last night," she said.

"What?"

"Where?" I asked puzzled.

"In the laundry room."

"I wouldn't blame her. Shrini might have planned it," she reasoned.

"Why didn't you satisfy her last night?" she asked a little annoyed.

"What makes you think so?" I asked.

"Mayuri came back for more in the morning," she exhaled.

"What do you mean she came back for more?" I asked.

"She did it with him on the bed while I slept next to them."

"Give me a break," I said not believing what she was saying.

"Trust me, she has played with him several times in my presence and is not at all shy."

"We did thrice," I answered her previous question.

"She is such a slut," exclaimed Rohini.

"Four times in a night and yet she comes in the morning for more."

"She didn't even hesitate to smooch him," she added.

"You mean a French kiss?" I asked.

"Yes, tongue-to-tongue, exchanging loads of saliva and yes Shrini hadn't washed his mouth but Mayuri had," she clarified. I had sensed that Mayuri had penchant for pleasing her lovers. On New Year's morning, I had witness her French kissing him soon after he woke up. It wasn't surprising either given that she never hesitated to rim him.

"Did they fuck?" I asked since it didn't seem to me that she was fucked.

"No, but he did fuck her mouth."

"The ordeal went on for more than an hour," she exclaimed.

I was a little surprised with sudden turn of events and it seemed Mayuri was only pretending but then why would Rohini lie to me. Moreover, she herself seemed to be disturbed.

"Anyway, Mayuri has a very strong desire to procreate with Shrini."

"But she would resist until you consent."

"Resist?"

"Yes, she satisfied him with her mouth both the times although she was in her fertile period."

"She surely can't resist getting mounted by him for long."

"Are you suggesting that I don't have much choice?"

"Yes, sort of; if you would like to think that way."

"Please be specific and clear," I said earnestly requesting her to guide me through this difficult decision. "Do you believe Shrini would impregnate Mayuri sooner or later?"

"Sort of," I said preferring to be vague.


"Irrespective of whether you consented or not?" she added.

"Perhaps," I tried to be brief and vague.

"No point in stopping her from becoming his mistress then."

"Not at all," I answered promptly.

"We had talked about this," I said.

"Yes, however, you seem to have either misunderstood or completely ignored the issue," she responded.

"As Shrini's mistress, she would be obliged to bear his children!"

"And if you still have any doubts," she said, "Mayuri is more than willing to fulfill her destiny."

"I perfectly understand that," I countered.

"It is only fair that Shrini being *the* alpha male gets an opportunity to impregnate her."

"Yet, Mayuri carries her guilty conscience that doesn't allow her to fulfill her destiny."

"What are you suggesting?" I asked.

"Mayuri is aware that you could accommodate an accidental impregnation."

"However, her mistress duties demand that she bear as many children as she could."

"In fact, as a perfect mistress she would always conceive from him."

"I have sort of decided to give her free rein in this regard," I shrugged.

"That's the first step," retorted Rohini.

"The second step is to let her know that you truly desire this."

"I mean, if you don't have a fervent desire to have her impregnated by Shrini, then this is bad idea."

"After all you would have to live with the consequences!"

"There isn't much doubt it in my mind and perhaps your mind that this excites you."

"We wouldn't have come this far, otherwise."

"Trust me; there is real danger if you are not willing to live with any of the consequences."

"Shrini is an inconsiderate bastard," she said casually.

"He would ensure that she is pregnant with his child most of her child bearing years."

"We can't possibly afford so many children," I complained.

"Yet from her young age of 25 to ripe age of 35 she could easily bear six children."

"All of them fathered by Shrini," she emphasized.

Rohini was pacing around the room as we talked about this while I sat at the dinning table listening to her intently. We were in serious discussions and didn't try to engage in any kind of sexual foreplay. Rohini suddenly grabbed my crotch from behind and said, "This is what I am talking about."

"Just the thoughts of such a possibility gives you an erection," she joked.

"You have a passion for this," she said, "and can endure this effortlessly."

"Don't worry about the financial implications," she said sitting in front of me, holding my hands in hers.

"Shrini and I would financially support his children."

"Here is my proposal," she said.

"You let Mayuri become his mistress for life and let things take its natural course."

"Is Shrini aware of this?" I asked.

"NO!"

"And he should never know about this and neither should Mayuri know about this."

"You are quite adept at conveying your acceptance non-verbally to Mayuri, though"

"And that's the only encouragement she would need."

"The understanding is you never interfere with Mayuri's mistress duties and willingly accept the consequences thereof."

"It would be a semi-open relationship."

"In the sense, that Mayuri and Shrini wouldn't try to hide their relationship but wouldn't make it a central theme either."

"Is this acceptable to you?" she asked.

"I need time to think," I replied since I didn't want to get into it right away not that I felt I had lot of choice in this regard.

"To sweeten the deal, I have another proposal for you," she said encouraging me to accept her proposal.

"I see that you would be traveling to LA and Denver on a frequent basis," she said.

"How about hooking you up with someone over there?"

It struck me that she was referring to Dolly and Sneha. Pratik and Sneha had recently moved to Denver from Fresno.

"You are kidding right?" I asked stumped by her suggestion.

"Not really if you are serious about humping these two classy ladies," she quickly retorted.

"Who wouldn't want to?" I asked a rhetorical question.

"Well then, here is your chance," she said.

"All you have to do is let Mayuri be Shrini's true mistress."

"And you would be mounting these ladies on a regular basis."

"Not that you would need such an incentive," she added.

"I can't see how I can stop her from becoming his *true* mistress," I responded casually.

"She cannot become his *true* mistress, until she has your unconditional support."

"Agreed she might succumb to Shrini's advances and might deliver a child or two."

"But she would carry her guilt conscience and that might affect your relationship."

"What are you suggesting?" I asked.

"Well, you need to help her get rid of the guilt."

"And how do I do that?" I quickly retorted.

"By subtly conveying your desire to have her mounted by a superior stud, who rightfully deserves to impregnate her, every time she is in her fertile period," she said it rather casually. I was surprised by her directness but perhaps she was correct in being forthright about it.

"Understand," I responded and quickly asked, "What makes you think that Sneha and Dolly would be willing?"

"I know."

"Yet, why me?" I asked.

"Because they would pick you if they were to pick one from the three other men," she said.

"Really?"

"It shouldn't be a surprise to you," she said, "after all Mayuri must have seen something in you."

"Now it is a different matter that after sampling each one of you, she might choose to only get impregnated by Shrini."

"So, what makes you think that they would choose to mate with me?"

"I know that they would be willing to have an ongoing affair with you."

"This doesn't make sense?" I interjected.

"Why wouldn't they want to do with Shrini or Pratik or Vinil?"

"There are reasons for it," she quickly replied.

"But I guess, I would have to let the cat out of the bag," she added.

"The seeds of this were sown during the July 4th weekend of last year when Mayuri got the first taste of Shrini's majestic equipment."

"I guessed something happened that weekend and we guys were left in the dark," I said urging her to tell the whole story.

"Did they indulge in excessive activities that night?" I asked.

She nodded to my question. It was surprising why nobody voted on continuation of such an arrangement. As Rohini narrated the discussions that happened in our master bedroom that shaped much of our life, things became clearer. The ladies had decided to not relent and win the battle with us at all costs. They had figured out that by providing unrestricted access to them, they were actually helping the men defeat themselves. Rohini definitely had a subplot to the main theme, which entailed enlisting Mayuri's services to assist in her bedroom duties. It turned out Pratik molested Dolly to great extent and made full use of his rights that night. He irritated Dolly constantly by manhandling her breasts and even sticking up his finger up her ass most of the time. Vinil on the other hand was a lot more reserved and needed lot of encouragement from Sneha. We had all sampled our spouses to such an extent that we could practically have agreed to our wife swapping arrangement with no conditions attached.

The ladies vividly discussed their episodes that night -- naturally Rohini and Mayuri tempered their stories a little. Dolly expressed her resentment about being abused by Pratik but understood that he was only trying to unnerve her with his antics. Sneha didn't enjoy her time much with Vinil and later on confessed to Rohini that he was rather under equipped to handle someone her size. Sneha enjoyed kissing him though since Pratik rarely every kissed and he almost never went down on her. It was at this moment when Mayuri volunteered that I was, perhaps, the best kisser amongst all the men and perhaps rare one who could make a woman orgasm just by using his tongue. Rohini agreed with Mayuri and even added that I was decently equipped as well, which perked up Dolly and Sneha's interest.

All the ladies found me very attractive and felt that I was the best looking of the lot even though I was a little darker for their taste. Dolly was interested in me because of my all-round capabilities but more importantly because of my penis size. Sneha was interested in me because of my ability to please a woman with tongue. Rohini claimed that Pratik and I were similarly equipped.

Vinil and Pratik were certainly a little unsure about having their wives fucked by other men so they didn't vote in favor of the arrangement. Dolly and Sneha knew that their husbands wouldn't approve of such a wild idea and hence had to vote against it. Rohini and Mayuri voted against as per their initial plan.

Rohini smartly maintained these conversations with Dolly and Sneha on an individual basis and found out that they were eager to experiment outside their marriage. On confronting her with the question why she and Shrini chose Mayuri over the other interested ladies, her answer was enlightening. While Dolly and Sneha were willing to experiment, they could have never passed the litmus test -- walking the last mile. Pratik and Vinil were too possessive to allow their wives to become Shrini's mistress and both Dolly and Sneha certainly don't have the desire to undertake such a responsibility. Mayuri on the other had strong desire -- was capable -- and had an accommodating husband, apart from being the most beautiful and desirable woman among the three.

Having heard the entire story, I was satisfied. For once, it felt very good knowing that there were two other ladies who were interested in me. It was a happy coincidence that the three ladies, surprisingly, were interested in me and the three men, not surprisingly, were interested in my wife. This was an important revelation that shaped most of our lives.

Dolly and Sneha were attractive ladies, perhaps not as beautiful as Mayuri, yet attractive enough to spike my interest. In retrospect, it was thoughtful of Rohini to provide me such an opportunity. It was easier to accept her proposal -- not that I needed such an incentive but it helped me save my face in front of Mayuri and even Shrini. Dolly and Sneha were extremely fair like Mayuri but both were a little shorter than her. Dolly was the shortest at 5'1" while Sneha stood 5'3". Sneha was blessed with glowing complexion, very similar to that of Mayuri's, however her facial features weren't as striking and neither was her figure. She had a pyramid structure with wider hips but her breasts couldn't quite match her overall physique. Dolly on the other hand had slightly wider hips and narrow chest but her breasts were much bigger for her frame; they would have seemed even larger on Sneha. Dolly wasn't gifted with flawless complexion and her skin was a little rough but she was very cute.

I asked Rohini, "How soon can things begin?"

"As soon as you wish," she replied calmly.

"In fact, Dolly and Vinil are contemplating on starting their family."

"If you are lucky then you may get a chance to impregnate Dolly."

I was stunned hearing this. It was a little difficult for me to even accept that they would engage with me in an illicit relationship and here she was suggesting far too forbidden. It was difficult to understand my eagerness to fuck these women, since none of them were as beautiful as Mayuri. Nevertheless, I was hard pressed to accept Rohini's proposal.

Mayuri wouldn't be able to resist Shrini's advances and hence it was futile on my part to even resist such a proposal. Moreover, I truly desired to have her mounted by a much able stud -- one who could do justice to her beauty. I didn't take much longer to make up my mind and the following week just before flying home, I confessed to Rohini.

"Great," she said hearing my confession.

"It's the perfect choice for you."

"Besides you will get a chance to have some fun on the side as well."

"Now, listen," she continued.

"The plan is to have Mayuri deliver her first one before her 26th birthday."

Mayuri would be turning 25 this November, and her birthday was only two months away. We were planning to be in India in the month of November for her cousins wedding, so I presumed things would start after we came back. Rohini, however, had much grander plans.

"You need to encourage her to resume the affair," she urged.

"And in subtle ways suggest that you are not averse to the idea of having her bear Shrini's children."

This was easier said than done, though. Rohini's master plan was to be launched in India, as she later revealed. She arranged for a mini tour of Rajasthan on horseback knowing very well that Mayuri loved to ride. Mayuri herself had several times confessed that it was one of her dreams to go on a horse safari. Rohini decided to fulfill her dreams while providing Shrini an opportunity to fulfill his dream. I imagined Shrini mounting Mayuri while riding on a horse as I had once seen in a movie named Sirocco. Rohini left it to me to convey the plans to Mayuri. Quite unexpectedly, Mayuri got mad at me.

"You agreed," she shot back.

"What do you expect?" I responded.

"This was something you yearned for so long," I added not realizing that it carried another connotation as well.

"Besides, it would have been impolite," I added.

"Sameer you are already aware," she started. I responded "What?" not knowing what she meant.

"I can't sleep with Shrini," she added dejectedly, "without having consequences."

We had reached a point in our relationship where we clearly understood what this trip with them meant. Moreover, we could even talk about it -- albeit not in a very open and frank manner yet. Mayuri clearly understood that there would be an attempt to resurrect our arrangement, and this time she was hesitant to take the lead as it would have entailed consequences that we would have to deal with our entire life.

I understood her nervousness and took her in my arms. Her face was flush red, embarrassed about having to admit her plight. I lightly kissed her lips and whispered, "Yet you would always desire to sleep with him," and after a little thought added, "perhaps with some *unintended* consequences." I very cleverly stopped a fraction longer on the word *unintended*.

She had a nervous smile but I didn't let her feel embarrassed and kissed her passionately. Breaking the kiss she said, "You don't understand."

"Don't worry about the consequences," I interjected.

"Savor the moment!"

"I can't resist his advances Sameer," she moaned into my chest.

"I know he is much well-endowed and gives you much more pleasure," I responded very lovingly.

"You don't have to feel embarrassed of admitting your desires," I said very courageously.

"As long as you are not falling in love with him, we have nothing to fear." I added.

She kissed me and in between the kiss said, "You are an ideal husband." Her nervousness had vanished and she seemed to be a little more composed now, given that I almost suggested that she get pregnant from him. She slid her hand into my pajamas and cupped my erection that was painfully concealed in my underwear. Then pulling out my erection, she gave it a very wicked twist, and breaking the kiss said, "And he is an ideal lover," looking straight into my eyes. There was no shame but only pride as she made this statement.

"You only reserve the very best for your wife," she said tracing my lips with her tongue. She was practically drooling; I gulped lot of her saliva as we shared another open mouthed kiss.

"Your best mate to satisfy your wife in bed," she whispered between her kiss and then bit my lower lip. I quickly responded, "If he does the job," while my lower lip was still between her teeth. Hearing my prompt response heightened her excitement and she started nibbling on my lower lip.

"He does a magnificent job," she responded breaking the kiss. I quickly moved my hand inside her panty and inserted my middle finger deep into her vagina. It was soaking wet and I could slide it in with almost no effort.

"I can see the idea excites you," I said playing with her open vulva with my thumb.

"Very much," she moaned into my mouth, "More so during my fertile period," she added tactfully. I latched onto her lips and furiously pumped my penis in her palm. I moved my other hand behind her ass and fingered her puckered hole. It was already wet with her secretions flowing from her vagina and I didn't have much difficultly in titillating her there.

"You seem to be a little more interested in my ass," she said sexily.

"Don't get any ideas; I am reserving it for my lover!"

She was masturbating me as I probed both of her holes. I had already slid my other finger up her asshole up until my knuckle, beyond which I found a little difficult to maneuver. She was breathing heavily as my other had massaged her clit furiously. Pretty soon she was having her orgasm. Towards the end, her anal opening had widened enough for me to see-saw my finger effortlessly. Yet, it was in no way distended to accommodate my penis, much less Shrini's.

Recovering from her orgasm, she asked, "You wouldn't mind if I provided exclusive access to Shrini during my fertile periods, do you?"

"Not if you intend to get pregnant from him," I responded without missing a beat. She smiled and kissed me deeply again. Her kisses were much wetter and longer than usual. She straddled me and positioned my quickly inserted my penis into her lubricated vagina.

"You wouldn't mind if I reserved myself exclusively for Shrini on Friday nights?" she playfully asked bobbing up and down on my penis.

"Not if you make it up following night and I get to bone Rohini," I replied promptly.

"You bastard!" she said.

"You should consider yourself lucky if you ever get me all to yourself after this starts."

"I wouldn't mind as long as you are willing to entertain me in your spare time," I responded pushing my penis deep into her.

"You can definitely count on that," she replied playfully. She didn't ride me all the way; instead chose to fellate me. She then gently kneaded my asshole for the first in our life. And then after spending a few minutes sucking on my penis, she did something that totally took me with surprise. She wet her middle finger with her saliva and applied a little more pressure to the entrance. She generously applied her saliva to lubricate the entrance, enough to slide her finger in. I squirmed with pleasure as she did this. It was perhaps too much for me and I climaxed in a matter of couple of minutes after she initiated this. I expected her to swallow my cum as she had done several times for Shrini but she didn't. Instead she let it just rub my sperm smeared penis across her lips.

"I would have swallowed every drop of Shrini's ejaculation," she said with a little smirk as she headed for our bathroom. She turned back and justified, "Part of my mistress duties." As we slid in bed, snuggled against each other, she whispered, "I have not intention of entering the family way, yet."

"So, you better keep that stud away from me."

Next few weeks until we flew to India went in similar fashion. Each night Mayuri would test the limits of my desire and my willingness to surrender my breeding privileges to Shrini. As each day passed it seemed clear to me that although Mayuri enjoyed our fantasy, she was unwilling to live it. The three weeks in India were spent quite passionately as well. Mayuri despite being busy with marriage arrangements never neglected my needs; in fact she would fuck me tirelessly.

Just a day before we were scheduled to fly to Rajasthan, Rohini called and let us know that she wouldn't be able to make the trip due to her mother's health. She encouraged both of us to go ahead with our plans. Mayuri and I were surprised with this sudden change of plan but believed Rohini as her mother indeed wasn't well. Rohini called me a little later after Mayuri went out with her friends.

"Everything is as per plan," she clarified.


"It wouldn't take much time for Shrini to break her resolve. So, if you have changed your mind, all you need to do is guard her."

"Otherwise let it evolve as per Mayuri's desire," she suggested.

Having opened up with Mayuri, it was pretty clear that I desired this as much as she did. It was not clear, however, how things would transpire.

[Darksam]

We headed to Rajasthan the following day and reached there in the evening. We were there for four night's safari, although the original safari was for seven days. Not surprisingly the safari wasn't terribly crowded and there were several empty tents. Shrini had made the arrangements for us. The tents were quite luxurious. They had a separate bathroom -- quite surprising by Indian standards. There were two beds; each one pretty big for one person but not quite big for two people. There was a small table between the two beds and the beds must have been six feet apart. The tents, although next to each other, were quite secluded.


Having traveled quite some distance during the day to reach to the camp, we decided to rest immediately after having our dinner without attending the evening entertainment program that night. I took the bed closer to the bathroom and in a matter of minutes fell asleep. I must have been asleep for more than couple of hours or so when I suddenly felt Mayuri sleeping next to me. She was massaging my penis, which was sporting a stiff erection now.

"Sleepy head," she whispered nuzzling my neck.

"Aren't you supposed to take care of your wife?" she asked sexily.

"Especially on her birthday," she said.

"Were you expecting Shrini to fill in for you?" she teased.

"Your choice," I replied turning my face towards her. She kissed me and forced her tongue deep in my mouth, which I accepted willingly.

"I always need you," she mumbled.

"Who would eat me otherwise?" she reasoned.

"You could use your tongue to prime my pussy for his entry."

"And then later use it to soothe my pussy after he ravages it," she suggested sexily, chuckling at the thought. Mayuri was getting bolder and it seemed we had no boundaries now. We enjoyed our fantasies and sexy talk very much -- in the past couple of months there were hardly any sessions where we never engaged in such foreplay.

"Is it time to prime you or soothe you?" I quickly retorted.

"Neither," was her dry reply.

"He had to make do with a blow job," she added.

"In fact, he just relieved himself in my mouth," she said and kissed me again.

"Why is that?" I asked moving my hand inside her panties.

"Until you are willing to raise his children..." I broke her off and fiercely kissed her again.

"You are willing aren't you?" she asked sexily.

"How many do you want?" I asked breathlessly as she was rapidly stroking me. I groaned in pain as she wickedly twisted my penis with her hand.

"He has plans to use me as a cow," she breathed.

"Are you up for it?" I teased her.

"Very much!" was her prompt reply.

The sexy talk went on and we had another torrid session that night. She was clearly in heat and ensured that I wore a condom before penetrating her. We did once more in the morning before embarking on our safari. Our next camp was approximately 14 miles away if we took the actual route. Mayuri and Shrini headed with the skilled riders while I stayed back with the amateurs. I wondered if Shrini would cajole her into becoming his mistress during their ride.

The amateur group took an easier and shorter route but even then we reached about an hour later than the first group. We were to rest for couple of hours after lunch and all of us had individual tents almost similar to the original ones we had, albeit a little simpler in design. Regardless, they offered lot of privacy surprisingly. Mayuri and Shrini weren't there when I sat down for lunch -- they were already done and perhaps either strolling around or resting in one of our tents. I had instant hard-on thinking about the possibilities. I quickly gulped down my food and rushed to our tent, fully expecting to catch Shrini and Mayuri in their act. I tiptoed to our tent and waited outside to confirm if Shrini was inside; not finding anyone I stepped inside. Mayuri pulled me inside and latched the door. She looked worked up. Her hair, which usually was neatly tied in a braid, was loose. Most of her shirt buttons were open and I noticed that even her bra was unhooked. And I noticed her face, which was bright red and her lips rosy red with some slimy white stuff smeared on her lips. Before I could figure it out, she pulled me in for a kiss and I realized that it was Shrini's semen. It was perhaps the first time I tasted fresh semen of Shrini. Shrini seemed to have rubbed his penis generously on her lips and Mayuri didn't bother or perhaps didn't have time to clean up.

"What happened?" I asked.

"I couldn't fend him off," she replied breathlessly.

"Had to relieve him with a blowjob," she added.

"Now don't waste time, I need some relief too," she said and pushed me onto my knees. She quickly got rid of her breaches and straddled my face. I pleasured her for the next fifteen minutes with my tongue. Having satisfied herself completely, she said, "You don't know how much I miss this."

"Even when he shafts you with his majestic equipment?" I asked nervously.

"Well," she said looking at me while wearing her breaches, "sometimes I do need help with lubrication."

"Don't you folks engage in foreplay?" I asked curiously.

"We do," she said and then pausing for a moment added, "But that only means performing fellatio or rimming him."

"He likes it," she reasoned noticing my disapproval.

"Besides," she added, "that helps me delay intercourse until I am well lubricated and sometime it also hastens his ejaculation."

"Funny isn't it?" she asked tucking in her shirt.

"With you I need to worry about prolonging the act of intercourse. And with him I need to find ways to shorten it," she said chuckling.

"I need to go," she said and kissed me forcefully.

"You are lucky," she said, "He didn't plant a baby in me."

That evening we had a private cake cutting ceremony in our tent. Mayuri enjoyed the moment and was happy to have celebrated her birthday on a safari. Thanking Shrini for fulfilling her dream, she hugged him and even gave a small peck on his lips. After Shrini stepped out, we tidied up a little and then Mayuri quickly whispered to me.

"If you hadn't been around, I could have relieved him as a thank you."

"You should have warned me then," I quickly retorted.

"Next time," she replied smiling.

Not having experience with horseback riding, I was sore and wished to take a bath. However, water was scarce in this region, especially hot water, and hence was rationed. We indulged a little more in foreplay before stepping out for evening ceremony. As usual, it was mostly me pleasing her. Although, she did return the favor by taking my penis in her mouth for a short while but didn't conclude it claiming that I would have ejaculated too soon.

Back at the evening ceremony -- singing and dancing shows -- I noticed that Mayuri was extremely social with Shrini. Her nervousness around him had vanished. Mayuri was sitting in between both of us but to any onlooker, she was Shrini's wife. I was nursing an erection ever since we embarked on the safari, this morning. Having relieved Mayuri twice, it seemed unfair that I had to suffer.

A star gazing program was organized that night. The assembly area was some distance away from the tents as the lights in our camp could make it difficult to watch the stars on the horizon. I decided to call it a day giving more time for Mayuri and Shrini to intermingle. It was perhaps more in anticipation of watching them do again. I needed some rest before the events would start -- quite hopeful Shrini would nail Mayuri tonight. Mayuri and Shrini went ahead with their star gazing program. I expected them to be back pretty soon but the big question was whether Mayuri would let him mount her and if so would she take a risk of doing it in his tent.

I had been asleep for couple of ours when I woke up with some rustling outside our tent. People were returning from the star gazing program. Soon I heard Mayuri and Shrini outside our tent. Ours was the farthest tent in the camp and Shrini's was next to ours. Shrini walked her to our tent and there perhaps he tried to either hug her or kiss her. I wondered if he was trying to accost her to his tent, although, I seriously hoped he wouldn't as my chances of witnessing them in action would vanish immediately.

"Don't," I heard her say, "Someone might catch us." She stepped inside our tent and Shrini followed her. The light emanating from behind our tent allowed me to identify two figures clearly but it wasn't bright enough to reveal their acts. I noticed Shrini hugging her from behind as Mayuri moaned and leaned back. She then quickly turned and kissed him, ignoring my presence.

"Sameer might wake up," she whispered

"Let's do it tomorrow," she said, perhaps hinting at another afternoon session.

"Now, please," she pleaded but kissed him very passionately before turning back towards our bathroom presuming Shrini would leave. I noticed that he didn't and just waited there for Mayuri to head towards bathroom for changing her clothes. Shrini carefully latched the door and moved to other end of the tent and waited besides the bathroom door. It was brave of him to take his chance in my presence. I was facing the opposite direction and hence could only sense him standing right next to my bed.

He pounced on Mayuri as soon as she stepped out and smothered her yelp with his passionate kiss. Mayuri reciprocated but pulled him into the bathroom sensing that I could wake up. Mayuri later on confessed what transpired in the bathroom that night. She helped him pee -- an ordeal Shrini enjoyed, especially when there was a chance of getting caught -- and then proceeded to fellate him. Shrini, however, didn't let her finish the job. He made her remove her panties -- she generally doesn't wear her bra to bed -- saying that she wouldn't need them tonight.

Mayuri pleaded, as she lay down on her bed, "Please Shrini..."

"Sameer might wake up."

"He won't," Shrini assured, lying next to her.

I presumed that he might have tried to drug me and that was perhaps why I felt sleepy immediately after dinner. However, the effect didn't last for long.

"Please Shrini," she again pleaded, "Don't jeopardize my career."

"I am helping you," replied Shrini.

"Trust me there is no other way. You have to spread your legs for the black partner of your firm to rise to managerial and executive layer."

"Better lick his asshole," he said chuckling.

"I don't need your advice on that," retorted Mayuri.

"Why are you not listening to me," she said frustrated trying to stop his advances.

"Look," she said sternly, "I know what you want."

"When the time comes," she said, her voice quivered, "you can have as many as you want."

"Three more years," she added.

Mayuri always hinted the possibility of bearing children for Shrini in our fantasies and role play but we never discussed this beyond our bedroom. It seemed to me that there was a clear understanding between Shrini and Mayuri regarding this, which confirmed Rohini's story on why the relationship snapped all of a sudden.

"What about our anniversary?" he asked.

"Aren't you itching to tongue my asshole?" he teased her. It seemed the afternoon session was a hurried one. She responded by kissing him. In the faint light I could see him squeeze her breasts as he kissed her and soon got on top of her. He kissed her breasts and bit her nipple as she groaned in pain. In no time, she slid down and took his penis in her mouth.

"Fuck my mouth," she exhaled.

"Use it as a pussy," she urged him.

"It is my anniversary gift to you!"

I didn't understand what anniversary she was referring to. The very first time she fellated was during the July 4th weekend of 1999 and the second time was during the Millennium New Year celebration. Rohini later on clarified that Mayuri made up her mind to accept the proposal on her birthday.

"Are you sure?" he asked in concerned tone.

"Yes," she replied confidently.

I had witnessed during last years valentine day when Shrini fucked her mouth. Now, I had another opportunity to witness him fuck her mouth as he would fuck her pussy. Mayuri positioned herself just under him with her legs dangling down the bed. Shrini pinned her hands under his and shoved his penis in her mouth. She had perfectly angled her mouth to ease his penetration with the help of pillow under her head. I witnessed an awesome fucking, although, I could only make out his strokes. He abused her mouth for the next ten minutes. He would alternate with long and deep strokes with rapid strokes, giving her progressively little time to recover. At no time she showed any sign of gagging and neither did she ever request him to stop his onslaught. I only wished I could have witness this in broad day light.

Having satisfied himself, he pulled her up and kissed her passionately.

"That was a splendid gift," he said commending her ability.

"How did you manage it?"

"Talent," was her witty reply. I later learned that she almost skipped her dinner that night in preparation for this act. Mayuri perhaps had made up her mind and decided to take this affair to the next level.

"Now, it's my turn to give you a gift," he said and suddenly there was silence. Shrini was still on top of her and I noticed in the dim light that he was grinding his crotch against hers. Mayuri moaned and I saw her lift her legs to encircle his butt, pulling him even further. They passionately kissed as this dry humping went on.

Shrini lifted himself up and kneeled between her legs, which were spread wide. Not words were exchanged but I noticed that Mayuri's hands were busy stroking his thick penis gently.

"You are practically drooling," Mayuri said as she licked her fingers wet with his precum. She stroked his cock a few times, until it was fairly taught and positioned it at the entrance of her vagina. All of this happened in less than couple of minutes but in my mind I played it several thousand times in slow motion that even today I could vividly recollect the actual sequence of events. Mayuri winced as Shrini's penis entered her and soon she was moaning continually. Her grunts grew louder with each stroke and it seemed she had almost forgotten about my presence. Fortunately, she was not too loud to wake any of the neighbors.

He penetrated in that position for a little while and then urged her to lift her legs above his shoulders that would allow for much deeper penetration. With each of his thrust, Mayuri grunted and winced in pain but it was evident that she longed for it as well. Shrini, for his frail frame, was not only just well endowed but also much fitter to continue pumping her for not less than twenty-five minutes. Finally, after pleasuring Mayuri for over thirty minutes, he collapsed on her.

Catching her breath, she said, "Hopefully, I would have a present for you in nine months!"

"Are you pleased?" she asked him lovingly toying with his hair. He didn't respond; having exhausted himself after such a frantic session, it was understandable. As he tried to rollover to her side, she stopped him saying, "Let it soak in a little."

"Impregnating anyone is a pleasure," he responded lazily to her question.

"More so when the lady happens to be gorgeous and someone else's wife," he chuckled. Mayuri responded by slapping on his bare bottom playfully.

After a few minutes he lifted himself off her but she didn't let him rollover instead she tugged at him and slid down under him. Shrini instinctively understood and offered his penis for her to suck on. She took his slimy penis in her mouth and deep throated his penis; perhaps sucking every last bit of his semen into her mouth.

Mayuri then altered her position to pleasure his anus; Shrini only moaned in response. I presumed she would do it only for a minute or so but she continued on for another five minutes. Hearing Shrini moan, I longed for that experience as well but neither Mayuri nor Rohini would ever return that favor.

They quickly wrapped up and Shrini left after tidying himself. At the door, she gave him a light peck on his lips and grabbing his crotch said, "Although you are a Stud, you would need a few more turns before planting your seed!" She hinted towards a possibility of another session tomorrow night or perhaps in the afternoon.

Mayuri locked the door behind him and tiptoed inside. I presumed she was heading towards the bathroom to clean herself before going to bed. Then quite surprisingly her hand sneaked under my blanket and cupped my stiff erection. She knew that I was awake. It startled me but then I quickly regained composure and turned to look back at her; my heart was beating frantically and my lips were parched. She planted her lips on mine and waited for me to reach out; perhaps she wasn't sure if I would want to kiss her immediately after she rimmed him. I didn't disappoint her.

She lay next to me fondling my erection and sucking on my lips. Breaking the kiss, she asked, "Did you enjoy the show?"

"Very much," I blurted in response.

"Do you like me being a slut for him?" was her next question. I responded by kissing her passionately.

"Show me how much you like it," she whispered climbing up on me. She sat astride my chest making me realize how much Shrini must have cum in her; her panty was practically soaking with mixture of their juices. She hesitantly moved forward until her pelvic area was almost near my face. She was still supporting herself taking little support of my chest. She let me take the next step and I made an effort to get closer to her vaginal opening. However, because of the awkward position I couldn't reach her nether from where pungent smell was emanating.

"Do you smell it?" she asked in shaky voice, lifting herself over my face. It was out of world experience for me as even with Rohini I had never got a chance to smell or taste such a freshly fucked pussy. I breathed in the pungent aroma, which acted as an aphrodisiac now. As I gently nuzzled her panty covered pussy, my nose became wet with their secretions.

"That's the smell of a well-endowed stud," she moaned as I showered her with gentle kisses.

"Taste it," she urged. I opened up my lips and let me tongue sneak out to taste remnants of their mating. She let me take a few licks for a few moments and then ground her crotch on my open mouth and my nose. The slimy stuff had descended on my mouth and nose now and there was plenty of the gooey stuff. She moved the gusset of her underwear with her one hand and with other she pulled my face up closer to her crotch to give me complete access to her well-fucked and lubricated vagina.

"Lick it all!"

"Get used it," she urged as I slid my tongue between the folds of her distended pussy. I had eaten her several times in (almost) five years of marriage but I never felt her so stretched out. The only time I had sensed her to be a little loose was when I paid a surprise visit on her birthday last year.

"You might find my pussy in this state more often than not," she seethed as I nibbled on her clit.

"Now that you have given him a free pass," she added. I was busy cleaning up her messy pussy while she continued her blabbering. It was an erotic experience for both of us and I found her responding to even simplest of my tongue strokes. After I had cleaned up completely, having devoured every last bit of his semen from her pussy, she twirled her gusset inside out and asked me to clean it up.

"Don't waste his precious semen," she said. I didn't resist and licked her very wet gusset free of his semen. She then slid back on top of me and planted a very hot kiss on my lips again.

"Perfect husband," she complimented.

"Allowing a deserving stud to mate and impregnate his beautiful wife," she said jerking my penis.

"How was it?"

"Living your fantasy?" she clarified.

"Were you in your fertile period?" I asked surprised, although I did believe she was.

"Very near," she responded.


"Don't worry," she assured, "He practically hosed me with his semen and then there are two more nights," she said.

"I would certainly be carrying his baby!" she said with a chuckle.

"Isn't that what you wanted?" she quizzed me.

"I thought he would just get a chance," I mumbled confused about how to handle this conversation.

"And I knew he would capitalize on it," she retorted.

"Are you having second thoughts?" she asked concerned with my response.

"A little," I replied honestly.

"Although, I have harbored this fantasy ever since the first time we swapped spouses," I exhaled for the first time confessing my secret desire for her to be impregnated by a well-endowed stud.

"It is weird, I still have hard-on thinking about it," I blurted.

"Trust me, it has a similar effect on me," she replied.

"Do you wish to be impregnated by him?" I asked expecting an honest reply from her.

"Yes it is one of my favorite fantasies," she reluctantly admitted.

"However, I am as reluctant as you are," she added.

"Yet you let him impregnate you," I retorted.

"Look at this," she said pointing to my stiff erection.

"We are discussing a delicate and sensitive issue, yet you have a hard on," she teased.

"NO! It was you who let him impregnate me!"

"And that too in your presence!" she said emphatically.

"Didn't you enjoy it?" she asked.

"It was THE most erotic experience," I honestly replied.

"Unfortunately it does have consequences," she said and kissed me passionately.

"We still have a chance," she said in her sexy voice.

"You would have to pay the price, though," she warned.

"If you are lucky, I wouldn't miss my periods."

"What's your plan?" I asked curiously.

"Well I am wearing a diaphragm," she said.

"Really?" I asked her surprised by her preventive measure.

"Don't get excited," she cautioned.

"I have not used spermicidal; you wouldn't have liked the taste," she chuckled.

"So, what is the deal?" I asked eagerly.

"If you don't want me to get pregnant, then," she said pausing for a moment and then added, "You would have to refrain from having intercourse with me."

"Intercourse could easily spread his semen and even dislocate the diaphragm," she argued.

"That's unfair," I complained.

"He gets to screw you and I don't," I added.

"Well, you have given him a free pass."

"Who am I to stop him?" she shrugged.

"Are you going to use spermicidal?" I asked realizing the chances of pregnancy are significantly higher if that cream was not used.

"NO," was her emphatic response.

"Remember, we need to offer him a reasonable chance for the experience to be erotic."

"Moreover, I don't like the taste of it and neither would you like," she added.

"So, for all practical purposes you could even sleep in his tent," I retorted.

"Not really!" she replied teasingly.

"I still need you. Besides, it is more exciting when he is screwing your wife in your bed."

"Isn't it?"

"There is an alternative," she said snapping me out of my thoughts.

"You get to screw me provided you wear five condoms and..." her words trailed.

"Five?" I asked stunned by her request.

"If you want me to feel you in this state then I would need that many," she said humiliating me.

"And what?" I asked.

"You have to remove the diaphragm. Smear his remnants all over your condom and then penetrate me," she said in her sexy voice.

"In other words help him impregnate you?" I asked.

"Yes," she replied shyly.

"You are so mean," I responded and we jostled on the bed. I got on top of her and pinned her down as I sat astride on her. "Is this how you let him fuck your mouth," I said as I positioned my penis on her lips. She turned her face and said, "That privilege is only reserved for my Bulls."

"My Bulls?"

"What Bulls?" I asked teasingly.

"Ones who are well-endowed," she said emphasizing that word, "and rightly deserving to father my children," she added to tease me.

"How many do you have?" I asked.

"Right now just one."

"What was that talk about black partner from your firm?" I asked getting serious. I moved on top of her.

"You don't need to worry about him," she quickly replied.

"He is old enough to be my father!"

While we were having this lengthy discussion, Mayuri was constantly keeping me on the edge by stroking my penis every now and then. I knew I had to play along if Mayuri had to fulfill my fantasy. However, some of her requests were rather odd and I didn't quite understand how to respond to them.

"You need only worry about the stud sleeping in the next tent," she said giving my penis a wicked twist. I was positioned on top of her but hadn't lowered myself on her and she had a vicious grip on my member and had made sure that it was facing away from her entrance.

"Aren't you forgetting our deal," she reminded me as I tried to position myself on her for entering her.

"I can't choose between the two," I complained, "Both of them are equally painful."

"What would you prefer?" I asked.

"I might as well please you," I reasoned.

"Are you saying this honestly?" she asked me.

"Yes."

She thought about this for a little while I kissed her and very hesitantly said, "You have the potential to become a perfect husband," and then whispered, "While I have the potential to become his perfect mistress."

"It would be perfect gift for our anniversary," she said referring to their anniversary. I knew what she was suggesting and had the urge to accede to her request. I kissed her and quickly got a few condoms from my bag. Mayuri helped me put them on and insisted that they have to be five.

"When I asked why?"

"Because you are allowing him to impregnate me five times," she joked. She helped me remove her diaphragm, which I found with a little difficulty. To her incredulity, I quickly smeared it across my condom and mounted her. After a few strokes, I realized that the additional condoms would help me in delaying my ejaculation. Even with the layers of condom, I could not prolong my ejaculation more than seven minutes; but that was enough for Mayuri to have another orgasm. When I was very close to my ejaculation, Mayuri pulled me for a very hot kiss and lifted her legs on top of my bum restricting my motion, perhaps in an attempt to prolong the session.

"Do you realize," she whispered as my strokes slowed down.

"You have no chance of reaching my cervix while Shrini always enters it."

"Shrini may have already dislodged the diaphragm from its place," she added.

"And now you are driving his seed further," she whispered into my ears and nibbled on my ears. The sexy talk was having an effect on me and I had increased my tempo significantly despite pressure of her legs on my back.

"Do you know what that makes you?" she asked in her low soft voice.

"A cuckold," she whispered as I rammed into her one last time and ejaculated inside five layers of condom.

Both of us went to bed exhausted after our marathon session. The word 'cuckold' resonated in my ears several times as I fell asleep. In the morning she admitted that she was almost in her fertile week but probably couple of days away from entering the peak period.

The next morning just before we parted our ways for the next days journey, Mayuri hugged me and quickly whispered, "Don't be too late, I should have more stuff to feed you."

I didn't disappoint her. The ride was much pleasant and leisurely compared to the previous days ride. In fact, we were supposed to return back to our original camps for lunch, as we were just sight seeing in that area. I reached much earlier that day for lunch, a little ahead of other folks. At the camp, people decided to take a little break before having their lunch as it was mostly deserted. I carefully walked towards our tent not sure what to expect. When I heard soft moans and grunts of Mayuri outside our tent, I knew I was too early. They seemed to be in the last act and pretty soon Shrini ejaculated inside her. I couldn't hear much of their conversation as the tent was fairly sound proof. Mayuri dressed up before Shrini left as she still wasn't expecting me. I surprised her as soon as Shrini was out of sight. We kissed each other frantically right as soon as we shut the door close.

"I am practically dripping with his stuff," she said as she led me to our bed. I was stunned when I saw the state of her pussy in the day light. It was visibly distended and bright red in color and was full of his semen. She had another orgasm as I lapped her up and cleaned her completely. Mayuri, however, didn't let me have intercourse with her as I didn't have any condoms left. She offered to fellate me instead and gave me one of her best blow jobs. As expected she didn't let me flood her mouth but instead let me ejaculate in her kerchief. As we parted our ways for the afternoon ride, I realized that there were no more condoms and perhaps that was the reason why she insisted on five condoms last night. I remember that in some of our earlier sessions she had hinted at the possibility of offering exclusive access to Shrini during her fertile period. She was, perhaps, just exercising that fantasy of hers. Having relieved myself, I admired beautiful sights and monuments that afternoon.

Mayuri again spent most of her evening with Shrini and not surprisingly quite a few of our fellow tourists believed she was his wife. I observed that Mayuri was acting a little more affectionately than usual and I even saw them kissing in the darkness between two tents. The entertainment program ended quickly as there was another star gazing program that night. I soon joined Mayuri inside our tent, where she immediately pounced on me. The star gazing program was supposed to start in about half an hour; so we had some time to indulge in a little session. She was in a hot mood and spent a lot of time kissing while stroking my penis, which seemed to become a norm.

"Are you certain you wouldn't mind raising Shrini's kid?" she asked breaking the kiss.

"Almost," I replied trying not to disappoint her.

"If you are not sure," she said, "then maybe I should start using the spermicidal and perhaps resume my pills once we get back.

"I didn't say that," I interrupted.

"You have to be honest," she urged me.

"Well, is it going to stop at just one?" I asked a rhetorical question.

"It is not going stop until I deliver Rohini's share as well," she chuckled.

"I knew if this continued we would be forced to make difficult decisions."

"You have already opened the can of worms!"

Rohini warned me about the possibility of having to raise Shrini's children. Shrini would have certainly expected two children from Mayuri and I had already resigned to that fate of mine. It seemed, Mayuri was aware of Rohini's grand plans and perhaps even tacitly supported her. I couldn't blame Mayuri, though, after all, it was her who had terminated the arrangement.

"What are you suggesting?" I asked her earnestly.

"Shrini isn't quite sure if he would get ample opportunities with me," she started.

"So, he would try to impregnate me as soon as an opportunity arises.

"If he is assured that he would get two children for sure from me then he would be willing to plan for them," she said.

"What are you saying?" I asked her to be clear.

"I am saying we let Shrini impregnate me with the first two ones and then you have a third one," she clarified.

"How do you propose to do that?" I asked.

"Leave it to me!"

"All you do is refraining from intercourse with me during my fertile period," she said casually.

"That way, I am certain that he has 100% chance," she clarified.

"You have become very wicked," I said teasing her. I knew this would be the mostly likely solution and didn't mind the fact that Shrini would get to impregnate her before me. She kissed me passionately and softly whispered as she stroked my stiff penis, "Friday nights are reserved exclusively for my Bull." She resumed our foreplay with a fierce kiss; she was in extremely hot mood, now that she almost had permission to conceive from Shrini. Within minutes she pushed me to kneel down as she pulled down her pajamas and lay back on the bed.

"Prepare me for him," she said guiding my face towards her pussy. This was an important ordeal for her; she had talked about this several times in her fantasy but this was the first time I was actually enacting it. It turned out that I was always engaged in foreplay with her before she went for a session with Shrini. I never detested this part; in fact this act of humiliation always excited me and kept me on the edge most of the time. It was the second act, which entailed cleaning her up that I found sometimes objectionable because of the bitter taste; although, Shrini's semen was much better tasting than mine.

I pleasured her for over ten minutes and we were pretty close to the time when the folks would start leaving for the star gazing program. Mayuri was completely lubricated and ready for Shrini now as her juices were overflowing in anticipation.

"Remove the diaphragm now," she suggested. In no time I fished out slimy diaphragm from her vagina; it was sticky with Shrini's semen and when I saw that I realized there was little chance of Mayuri missing her next period.

"You may go for star gazing program," she suggested and, "Please take your time, don't be back early."

It was a repeat of yesterday after I returned back from the program. Mayuri was still in his tent when I returned so I had to take a short walk for her to be back. Shrini had hosed her again and I dutifully cleaned it all up. If that wasn't enough she woke me in the morning to prepare her for her morning session with him. The following night there was a romantic program for couples to go watching full moon on camel ride. Mayuri, for sure, opted to go out with Shrini and more important they rode on the same camel. Not only that but she also decided to spend the entire night with him. It was her way of signaling her acceptance to Shrini's proposal of becoming his mistress for life and agreement to bear him two children. I was for once relieved that things didn't have to be surreptitious now that Mayuri had openly accepted their proposal. Things, however, moved too fast for my taste. Mayuri decided to spend another two days alone with Shrini at Udaipur while I had to still feign to her family that we were staying together during those two days. Not only that but back home, we had to fabricate another lie about how the camera rolls got lost since there were hardly any photographs of us together. In fact, apart from a handful of moments where we were together, she was mostly with Shrini. Mayuri had a private photo album, which had loads of their snaps together on this vacation, pretending to be newly wedded couple. For Mayuri this was special since she believed this was the first time she cuckolded me as every other time she felt it was only swinging. It was also special because she conceived our first daughter while on this trip. Shrini did manage to impregnate her in his very first attempt after Mayuri extended the trip by couple of days since she was at the peak of her fertility then.

Fortunately, Shrini's attitude towards me didn't change and he still treated me as a good friend. Lot of changes happened in our life after that Rajasthan tour, though. Shrini started staying over at our place during the week days when I wasn't around. Sometimes, both Mayuri and Shrini opted to stay at the apartment where Shrini was put up mostly during week days, especially if they had lot of work. Mayuri spent all her Fridays with Shrini and let me entertain Rohini on those days. However, Shrini and Rohini were particular about not overstaying at our place and encroaching on our lives by spending the weekends away from us most of the time. Naturally, there were instances when we would spend a weekend together, which usually meant lot of creampie and sloppy seconds for me.

I always wondered if Mayuri knew a lot more than I did about Rohini's plans and decided to ask her one day. It was on our anniversary after I had cleaned up her cum soaked panty and pussy. She was three months pregnant and had started showing up. She honestly narrated the plan and how things had transpired. Although, I knew some aspects of the plan, which Mayuri didn't know and hence could say that she didn't hide anything but just skimmed on certain aspects. For the benefit of the reader, I am including the details that Mayuri either omitted or wasn't aware of.

It started the day Shrini laid his eyes on Mayuri after she came to the US. Since we had been away after our honeymoon for quite some time, Mayuri decided to dress up as a newly wedded wife while coming to the US. She had the mehndi in her hands and feet and she wore plenty of bangles in her hands. And the day we got together to celebrate our wedding, she was simply irresistible. Shrini had seen her during our college days but back then she was just a teenage girl and now she looked splendid as a newly married woman.

While she was never frail or thin, she certainly was a lot thinner compared to what she was when she came to the US after our marriage. Hours of studying and not much work made her put on a little weight in the right places. Mayuri in her bridal wear was too hard to resist and it didn't take long for Shrini to realize that Mayuri had the potential to be his ideal mistress.

To Shrini a perfect mistress was one who could provide plenty of mating opportunities without the associated liabilities. After his marriage to Rohini, he had three prolonged affairs; one of them came pretty close to breaking his marriage with Rohini. That's when he learnt that it was better to have affairs with married women. Even Rohini encouraged him realizing that she could never fulfill his lust alone.

Rohini concurred with Shrini's assessment and agreed to support him if he decided to pursue Mayuri. Mayuri was extremely young, not even twenty-one, beautiful and had perfect figure. Shrini was pursuing a white colleague of his, who incidentally was in middle thirties, at that time but Rohini insisted that he focus on Mayuri instead. She knew it would not be easy to seduce Mayuri into such a relationship but felt that it could be a life-long affair if he did manage to seduce her. To her rational mind there were several benefits. Firstly, a younger woman, especially in her early twenties, naturally has high libido and consequently is more willing in the bedroom. Secondly, a younger woman has age on her side and doesn't have to hurry up entering the family way and hence promiscuity can be tolerated.

Shrini and Rohini never intended to have an open relationship that eventually panned out. It was more behind my back kind of relationship with Mayuri. Neither did they anticipate the affair involving pregnancy. In fact, that is one of the reason they felt that it could be easier to continue affair with Mayuri because we didn't have any plans of entering family way until she was nearing 30. However, Rohini did size up Mayuri from that regard and was extremely pleased with Mayuri's potential. Mayuri always had a sturdy figure and her lower portion -- waist, hips, and legs -- was particularly strong. In the language of Kama Sutra, although Mayuri is a Mare and her proper pairing is with a Bull, she could accommodate a Horse and hence her pairing with Shrini would be pleasurable to her. In the Yarraman-story language, although Belle was a normal horse, she could accommodate the legendary Clydesdale stallion Yarraman. Rohini had also noted that Mayuri had wider pelvic bones that could make it easier to deliver babies, even potentially larger ones.

Although Shrini flirted with Mayuri on every possible occasion, he couldn't make much breakthrough and had almost given up when Rohini intervened. In the ensuing next eighteen months, Rohini formed a very strong bond with Mayuri and in the process brainwashed her.

In the first couple of months, Rohini and Mayuri were comfortable enough to discuss their episodes. Rohini would ask probing questions to understand our sex-life better -- how long our sessions lasted, how frequently we did, what positions, etc. It is around this time Rohini introduced Mayuri to the sexual prowess of Shrini. It was true that Shrini demanded sex from Rohini almost every night and the weekend sessions were especially longer. Given that I was on a consulting job and had to travel on a weekly basis, we could never do it more than four times a week. Moreover, Mayuri too was busy with higher studies. Nevertheless, Rohini managed to convince Mayuri that she deserved a lot more than what she was getting.


Mayuri knew that she was beautiful and could have had her pick if she wanted to marry someone else. Rohini convinced Mayuri that since she was incredibly beautiful she deserved the right to mate with anyone she wished. She insisted that the parameters to choose an ideal husband were drastically different from the parameters to choose an ideal mate. Most ordinary woman wouldn't go terribly wrong following the ideal husband criteria's. However, beautiful women such as Mayuri needed a two-prong strategy. Mayuri was successful in securing a good husband, who was loving and able to support her throughout her life. Rohini suggested that she move onto the second part of strategy in securing an ideal mate.

Although, Mayuri didn't take these discussions seriously, it did wet her appetite for sex. According to Rohini, Mayuri deserved to be mounted everyday; otherwise she is wasting her youth. Rohini encouraged her evaluate one of her batch mates. Till this point, Mayuri had not shown much interest in Shrini. Shrini was pretty ordinary looking guy and very thin for his height and age. It was only after Rohini started justifying when she deserved more by explaining the number of times they did, which was around 5-6 times a week. Her interest peaked after Rohini confessed that Shrini was rather well endowed and was extremely virile despite his ordinary looks and frail frame.

As the months progressed, Mayuri's interest in Shrini increased, although she didn't believe Rohini. Mayuri gradually started believing that she deserved a lot more than what I could offer in the bedroom. Moreover, Rohini convinced her that unless she sampled other men, she wouldn't know for sure what she was missing. Rohini more or less convinced Mayuri that sampling Shrini may not be a bad idea since Shrini was well endowed and had insatiable appetite for sex. Moreover, Rohini always had difficulty in accommodating Shrini and would rather catch up on sleep than get screwed by him.

Mayuri was not willing to cheat on me, so they had to devise another way. That is when they decided to test waters by trying the spouse-swapping-for-an-evening episode. However, when things looked to happen, Mayuri hesitated a little and was not sure if she wanted to take the next step. Rohini promised to pair Shrini with her only if Mayuri promised to be a willing participant. At the very least, she insisted that Mayuri should provide free access to her boobs and return his kisses. Rohini threatened to pair her with Vinil, the most docile, and the least equipped amongst the three, if she didn't agree. Mayuri agreed realizing that it could be her only chance to sample someone else. Rohini made her promise that if she felt Shrini was well-endowed, large enough to satisfy her, she should fellate him and relieve him before the end of the movie. Mayuri decided to act sluttish since Shrini wasn't aware of the understanding between Rohini and her. She wore a saree and didn't wear brassiere but wore panty, just in case they decide to fuck, his cum should not seep down her legs.

As promised by Rohini, Shrini was well-endowed. His penis was almost twice as long as mine and too her utter surprise it was twice as thick as well. As an acceptance of her approval, she not only decided to fellate him but also decided to let him flood her mouth. However, Shrini had far too much control to ejaculate within half an hour.

Having tasted it once, the allure of having an ideal bed mate was hard for her to resist. Rohini proposed the idea of becoming his mistress at this time. Mayuri liked the idea but not the strings attached.

A mistress's first duty was to pleasure her master, which she didn't object. However, the other requirements that she place him on a higher pedestal and attend to his needs before her husbands and be ever ready to mate with him, regardless of the time and place were something she couldn't accept easily. As days passed she even accepted these two requirements whole heartedly. Rohini cunningly added the third part of the agreement that a perfect mistress would willingly honor and that was of bearing children for her master. Since Mayuri was already married, this requirement demanded her to provide plenty of impregnating opportunities to Shrini. Rohini suggested, a perfect mistress would not only provide such fruitful mating opportunities but also ensure her master gets an unfair advantage.

Mayuri in all fairness didn't want to cheat on me. She knew that even if I was onboard with open relationship proposed, I wouldn't be aware of all the conditions attached and hence declined Rohini's offer. However, as days passed Shrini kept hitting on her trying to corn her to become his mistress. Around this time he shared his recurring dream about Yarraman and Belle.

Rohini had already adopted a two-prong strategy, convincing both Mayuri and I, realizing that Mayuri wouldn't be willing to cheat on me. Her efforts intensified and she encouraged me to reduce the frequency of sex in order to increase Mayuri's frustrations. Of course, Mayuri wasn't probably aware of this at that time and perhaps still isn't. Realizing that Mayuri wouldn't relent, Rohini changed her strategy a little. Her initial argument hinged very strongly on Mayuri being beautiful and hence deserving a satiating sex life. She added another hinge to support her argument. She very subtly suggested that some husbands fantasized about sharing their wives with other men and more often than not the other men happen to be much well-endowed in their fantasies. The only two people who voted for that soft-partner-swapping arrangement were Shrini and I. Rohini argued that Shrini wanted more chances with her and hence voted for it but questioned my approval for the scheme. She argued that I had a stunningly beautiful wife and hence the desire to mate with other wives was ruled out. Instead, she hinted that I subconsciously desired to witness my wife taken by a well-endowed man. On one front, Rohini was putting these thoughts in her mind and on the other end she was manipulating me to encourage her to embrace the open relationship.

Mayuri eventually relented realizing that I wasn't averse to the idea of sharing my wife with Shrini. She agreed to the first two conditions but never talked about the third one as we didn't intend to enter the family way in the near future. She knew that things wouldn't last forever unlike what Rohini and Shrini thought and hence convinced me of having an open relationship rather than partner-swapping arrangement that was voted on. As time progressed she truly started enjoying sex with him and voluntarily allowed him some special privileges and did things for him that she never did with me.

She willingly rimmed him whenever he desired and on some occasions when it could have been unhygienic to do so. She let him ejaculate wherever he desired, most often in her mouth and sometimes even on her breasts. She would let Shrini fuck her mouth, which Rohini never allowed.

Mayuri was already obeying her first duty as a mistress by performing certain acts that she wouldn't do for me. Towards the end of our stay, perhaps after I got a job, she took her second duty a little seriously and indulged in risky behavior several times. Her second duty entailed showing that she indeed attended to Shrini's needs before mine. She had been doing this quite early on as well by satisfying Shrini, on those nights where she worked from home, before initiating sex with me. Mayuri took this a step forward and showed that even on special occasions she was willing to attend to Shrini's needs before her husbands.

She started this on her birthday -- apparently Rohini had already shared with her the news that would be arriving on the night before her birthday. She not only pleased Shrini before pleasing me but also made sure that she retained all the signs of a used body by not washing before heading to her husband. This was another of Rohini's theory that her used body and smell of someone else's semen on her should drive me crazy and the sex should be electrifying. It was indeed true in my case as some of the best sessions we had were after I had suspected that she had been with Shrini just before. She became a little more enterprising and with the help of Rohini and ensured that Shrini got to fuck her before me on our wedding anniversary. I never realized that she did and hence presumed that she cleaned up after the episode.

Fulfilling her third duty was quite some distance away and Mayuri was skeptical about that happening. When Shrini suggested that she should consider starting a family, she knew that things would end pretty soon. Rohini understood that Mayuri would never offer such a privilege to Shrini until she knew that I wouldn't mind it. Mayuri was wary about the ramifications but that didn't stop her from desiring to be bred him, which grew by each passing encounter with Shrini. Rohini hinted that Sameer wouldn't mind it if she was willing but Mayuri needed to be sure. And pretty soon the affair ended after we moved out of their place.

The affair could have ended for good if I had not worked to reinitiate it. Mayuri was not aware of my role in setting up things yet. Rohini knew that it was only time before I agreed to accept the consequences of an ongoing relationship with them and this alternative was better than having Mayuri cheat on me. Mayuri's reasoning to stop the affair with Shrini was based on the fact that she couldn't handle pills. All of us believed this but in reality she had no such problem.

Although, Mayuri wasn't willing to take it to the next step, she subconsciously wished that circumstances would force her to fulfill her third duty. However, if she was on pills then it would be unlikely to happen and hence she decided to stop taking the pills. Her idea was if in between she succumbed to Shrini's advances for whatever reasons; there was a very high chance of her ending up pregnant. In fact that was the hint she gave it to Shrini on the dance floor. If Yarraman believed he was worthy of breeding Belle, then he should precisely do that. Shrini never took that clue or rather not opted to take that route.

Finally, the only way out was to convince Mayuri that I was not averse to the idea of her bearing children for Shrini. Rohini managed to do that during the Rajasthan trip.

I was a little surprised with Mayuri's decision to stop taking the pills, initially but as time passed things became clearer. It, of course, helped her in ending the arrangement. However, as mentioned earlier, it also kept the door open for such a possibility, especially if Shrini tried to take undue advantage of our earlier arrangement. Her master plan that eluded all of us was to eliminate a contraceptive measure accessible to any woman. Shrini hated condoms, so she guessed, if this ever were to start again, there was a high chance of getting pregnant from him.

Anyway, now Mayuri was pregnant with her first one and we were all set on a fascinating journey.

[Darksam]

Rohini was thrilled with the news of our acceptance to her proposal. I conveyed the news after our safari trip while Mayuri and Shrini were off to Udaipur on their private honeymoon. Rohini and I spent time on the Internet chatting about the recent episodes and the consequences of our acceptance to the proposal. She shared that Mayuri had informally accepted the proposal before embarking on the trip to Rajasthan as she was fairly confident that I wouldn't object to the arrangement. In fact, Mayuri had consulted her physician for advice on starting a family and also made arrangements for the Udaipur trip before traveling to India. Mayuri showed the signs of her acceptance quite openly after her first night with Shrini during the trip. Most folks at the Safari mistook her to Shrini's wife. The two days I stayed away from Mayuri were brutal; my mind was flooded with negative thoughts. Fortunately, the thoughts were of losing Mayuri to Shrini and not about agreeing to the mistress proposal.


I went to chat with Rohini the evening before Mayuri was supposed to arrive. She wanted to chat in the evening instead of night time, after having dinner. At the cafe, I thought of discussing my predicament with her. After a few preliminaries, I started.

"Rohini," I asked, "I am a little worried."

"About what?"

"About losing Mayuri," I responded

"What are you talking about?" she asked surprised. She knew how much I enjoyed Mayuri's acceptance to her proposal.

"Are you sure," I asked, "Mayuri wouldn't mind staying married to someone like me?"

"Of course," she responded.

"Mayuri loves you and she knows you did this for her," she reasoned.

"What if she falls in love with Shrini?"

"No way!"

"Mayuri is wiser than that."

"Besides, she is getting the best that Shrini has to offer."

"Why are you worried?"

"Don't know. I can't reason it," I said.

"You seem to be stressed."

"Is it because she is away from you for the first time?" asked Rohini.

"Actually, this is the second time," she corrected herself.

"First time was while you were stuck in India due to visa issues," she explained.

"I know," I responded.

"You should get used to it now," she added.

"Once she gets pregnant she might have to start servicing yet another bull," added Rohini.

"What?" I asked surprised.

"Yes," she started, "a black partner at Mayuri's firm has taken interest in her." I recollected Mayuri's talk about black partner with Shrini and realized that it wasn't meant to just titillate me.

"Are you serious?" I asked.

"He is waiting for an opportunity to mount your wife."

"Really?" I asked.

"Certainly and Mayuri is willing."

"Is it to advance her career?" I asked.

"Yes but that's only part of the reason."

"Shrini might have to travel frequently and hence may not be available for her always." It was not something that I wanted to hear as we were extending our boundaries beyond what I had initially intended. We were in a reasonable position financially and I hoped to do much better in the coming years at my firm. There were simply too many complications with what Mayuri was planning. We discussed a little more about this new affair that Mayuri was contemplating. The black partner had a soft corner for her from the beginning.

"Don't worry," said Rohini.

"It might be sporadic affair, if at all." she added.

"Mayuri never discussed this with me," I complained.

"Well," she said, "she doesn't need your approval for such things."

"Trust her instincts."

"She would choose the most appropriate ones to father your children," she added with a smiley.

"Trust me; you have nothing to worry if you don't interfere in her affairs."

"Prove to her that you are the best husband she could ever have."

"Encourage her to mate with her bulls on a frequent basis and you should be fine."

"What are your plans for her when she gets back?" she asked steering the conversation away from the sensitive issue.

"Nothing we should be boarding the flight as soon as she arrives," I responded. We had a flight around noon.

"Oh, poor boy," wrote Rohini, "wouldn't you love to peruse her well-used body?" I was getting excited at the very thought of meeting her after she consummated her relationship with Shrini as his mistress. Although, Shrini was not particular about not leaving any tell-tale signs on her, I wasn't sure if he would continue the tradition now that it was an official engagement. Many a times I wondered if Shrini loved just having sex with her or he had an ulterior motive. It was clear that Mayuri and Rohini enjoyed the psychological aspects far more than the actual act itself. Shrini always liked to be the first one to mount her and Mayuri always honored his wish. It wasn't clear if he cared whether Mayuri cleaned up before having sex with me or that she reserved special privileges only for him.

"As a matter of fact, I would," I wrote her back.

"Would you think he would leave any signs for me," I asked wanting to know if Shrini had any similar psychological desires.

"Not intentionally," replied Rohini.

"However, the best mark," she said, "or rather a scar must have already taken root in her womb."

"Are you certain?" I asked as she seemed to be fairly confident about this. Getting a woman pregnant needs a lot of things to happen at the same time and hence I wasn't sure if it would happen the very first time - although I would have certainly liked it that way.

"Mayuri is in her prime and Shrini is a virile man," she reasoned.

"Did you know that he knocked up a married white woman once?" asked Rohini.

"Really?" I asked stunned by her revelation.

"All he did was to screw her a few times during her fertile period and she ended up getting pregnant."

"That's a long story, anyway," she finished.

"Now," she said, "If your first question was to get more information on whether Shrini enjoys bedding your wife," interpreting my motive behind the question, "then the answer is he does."

"He certainly would enjoy bedding such a gorgeous woman but the fact that she is his close friend's wife does add a little spice to his rendezvous with her."

"Are you saying that he doesn't get a kick out of screwing his best friend's wife?" I asked.

"Not to the extent you would imagine," she said.

"It seems to be the only thing that drives Mayuri, though," she added.

"I would let you in a secret if you can keep it," she said.

"Sure, you can count on me," I quickly answered.

"Anything kinky you witness or experience with her is mostly her idea."

"She has mended her fantasy with yours to arrive at a perfect balance that would please both of you."

"I thought those were your wicked thoughts," I said.

"I certainly showed her the path but it was her idea to tread the path. Not mine."

"What's interesting is that she found a few of her own detours on the way."

"However, don't worry her intention is only to maximize your pleasure from this relationship; nothing more."

"What would you do if she arrived ahead of Shrini?" she asked.

"You mean tonight?" I asked.

"Yes."

"Well, I would keep her busy all night," I quipped.

"I trust you on that," she said.

"She may not have any traces of their love making on her," she said.

"Unlikely, given that they would have to drive several hours to reach here."

"Although, I hope you wished they had some time to make love," she said. Somehow, it still excited me to see in her well-fucked state. I couldn't see much of her during the safari as we usually were either in hurry or made love in the dark.

"It is tempting," I managed to write.

"Would you really like that?" she asked.

"Sure, it would have made it even more exciting."

"Well, then Mayuri has read your mind," she said.

"What?" I asked surprised by Rohini's statement.

"While you are chatting with me, she is letting Shrini mount her for one last time on the trip."

"Where?"

"In your room," she responded. The hotel folks knew Mayuri was my wife and must have let her in, I thought.

"They have been at it for more than an hour, now."

"They checked in as soon as you left the hotel."

"You have two options, you can head back after another hour or so or wait for my signal," she said. My heart was racing now hearing about their latest rendezvous.

"Considering Shrini wouldn't get to see her for another two weeks, he would have at least two sessions with her, which means another hour or so."

"Alas, he can't wait any longer because his flight is in a little over two hours from now."

"Are you serious?"

"Absolutely," she said.

"So would you like a fresh creampie?" she asked. Rohini delving into the gory details annoyed me a little and I hoped she wouldn't over do it.

"Mayuri would make sure you get one but if you want an ultra fresh one then you need to reach at the right moment."

"How many times they must have done so far during this trip?" I asked changing the topic. Rohini and I had a fascination for numbers and the more Shrini mated with Mayuri the more it excited us. We subconsciously always felt that Mayuri shouldn't waste her youth. Rohini sheepishly once confessed that she felt that Mayuri should only conceive from Shrini, the reigning alpha male.

"8 (safari) + 6 (Udaipur) = 14 + extra (this evening)," she wrote. That was impressive given that they had only five nights; out of which they spent only 3 nights by themselves. Not to mention the hectic schedule of horseback riding and sightseeing that could easily sap anyone's energy. Given the circumstances and surroundings these sessions must have been briefer than any of their previous encounters but they certainly must have been intense as Shrini and Mayuri had a purpose now. Rohini and I agreed the number would be 16 for the entire trip. Except for the afternoon sessions on the safari, she took the load inside her always.

We talked a little of our plans after we return back to the US. Rohini and Shrini were contemplating if they should move to the Bay Area given we both officially accepted to have Mayuri as his mistress. Shrini wasn't keen on moving since he thought he could spend quality time with her without encroaching on our lifestyle. Rohini confessed that Mayuri had decided that Friday was reserved for Shrini. We had recently upgraded to a three bedroom apartment and this augured well with our new lifestyle. It was clear Rohini might be around a few days a week so the three bedrooms would certainly be a necessity. I was doing particularly well in my new job and didn't mind spending a little extra every month. Rohini briefly touched upon the follow-up part of promise and assured that as early as next month, I might get to taste Dolly. We chatted a little longer and then Rohini told me that it was time to head back as Shrini just stepped out of the room. She promised me that he had ejaculated not more than five minutes before he headed out.

The Internet cafe was around ten minutes away from the hotel and I dashed backed to the hotel in less than five minutes. At the front desk I enquired if my wife had arrived with her cousin and they said that she did and that her cousin just left for the airport. I slowly ascended the stairs to my room; it was on the second floor, the far corner of the building. I wondered if Mayuri controlled her moans as the walls weren't quite sound proof in the room. Even after catching up my breath, my heart was pacing frantically as I knocked on the door. I heard Mayuri ask,

"Who is it?"

"It's me. Sameer," I responded. And in a few moments, Mayuri opened the door and let me in. I met her after two days and was relieved to see her safe and sound. I hugged her. She let me in and latched the door and turned to face me. In the fluorescent light, I could see her face for once after she had been thoroughly fucked. Her face was still flushed red and it was clear that she was in bed with him not more than ten minutes ago. She was wearing a black colored night gown and looked sultry in her sexy lingerie that was skimpy by Indian standards.

"Honey," she said as she embraced me, "Looks like you missed your wife." Her red lips were gently parted and waited for mine. I lowered my lips on her and she kissed me back seductively. Our kisses became intense and very soon she groped my crotch. We liberally exchanged saliva and I sensed that she had stale breath but didn't smell much of semen. Although, it was unlikely that she didn't fellate him for couple of minutes after he ejaculated inside her.

"Looks like you have been waiting for your turn," she said seductively breaking the kiss. Mayuri pushed me down on the bed and pulled down my trousers. In a moment she pulled out my very hard pecker. I wondered if after spending two days with Shrini, she noticed the stark difference between our penises and to my utter surprise she actually admitted that.

"Shrini is way bigger than you," she exhaled as she kneeled down to take my penis in her mouth. It was a rare moment. She almost never initiated intercourse and especially in the manner she did today; trying to perform fellatio right at the outset. Perhaps this is how she approached sex with Shrini. It felt heavenly. She played with my testicles and tickled below my balls with her tongue. I agonized as she only teased me and never moved to my puckered hole. I was in no hurry to ejaculate, however. After about five minutes into the act, she said, "Oh, I forgot, he left something for you."

She turned around and straddled my face in our favorite 69 position. The pungent smell of her urine hit my nose first and then the musky smell of semen. It seemed Mayuri didn't wash herself for a while and decided to present her pussy soaked in three or four of his ejaculations. I slid her gusset aside and examined her lips. As expected they were well fucked and quite distended. The semen was leaking from her lips and some of it was smeared to inside of her gusset. I didn't need encouragement from her this time and darted my tongue out to taste the sticky remnants of Shrini on her panties. Mayuri quickly realized what I was doing and responded, "Hmm..."

"You are the best!" she moaned as my tongue circled her open vulva.

"Beyond any doubt," she seethed as my tongue slide inside the folds to make way for the semen to trickle down into my mouth.

"No wonder so many bulls are eagerly waiting to mount your wife," she mumbled. Mayuri was indeed responding violently even after having a prolonged session with Shrini.

"Lick it," she urged, "every drop of it."

"Pay homage to what would make a home in your wife's womb," she exhaled. She had stopped sucking me and was completely engrossed in experiencing my slimy tongue slithering in and out of her well fucked, distended pussy. Her hands occasionally massaged my pecker and testicles. As my tongue stroked her pussy, sucking in every drop of semen, she encouraged me with her vulgar monologue. Mayuri immensely enjoyed the feeling and shuddered a few times, communicating that she was on the verge of her orgasm. It was very delicate and not as intense as I was expecting, the way things warmed up. Mayuri had been toying with my testicles, cupping them up and squeezing them a little harshly.

"These are no good," she exclaimed holding both my penis and testicles. I couldn't respond to her talking as my face was practically covered with her pussy and legs. She slid forward a little and placed her anus right over my lips and at the same time moved her finger to my anus saying, "Perhaps this might be of some help."

"Sameer, you could beat Shrini with your prowess if you were doing my back hole," she joked, perhaps contemplating anal intercourse with me.

"On the other hand, you could return the privilege by letting me do you," she added seductively. I was puzzled with this sudden twist and my heart skipped a beat as I wondered if Rohini ever shared our dirty secret with her. She wet one of her finger and probed my anal opening gently. I subconsciously responded to her by fervently tonguing her anus.

"I know this feels good," she said sensing my reaction, "someday we should practice a little seriously." She played a little and then let go of my penis and flopped next to me. She was breathing heavily; her breasts rising up and down rhythmically. I was not quite satisfied yet and quickly moved to honey pot and dipped my tongue again in her. I did something nasty and once again licked the inside of her panties. She loved the feeling of possessing a subservient husband, who was ever willing to please her. I noticed a smug look on her face as I moved to lay next to her.

"Who are the other bulls," I asked initiating the thread of our conversation that I couldn't pursue earlier. She grabbed my hard pecker and said, "You are getting excited at the prospect of having more people mount your wife. Isn't it?" She didn't wait for answer and said, "There are several, who at the drop of a hat would mount your wife and impregnate her."

"What are you talking about?" I asked surprised by her track of conversation.

"Nothing, just remembering the folks who made a pass on me," she casually responded.

"What? Who?" I asked.

"Your friends," she responded.

"Shrini, Pratik," she quickly added.

"What Pratik too?"

"He is no saint," she quipped.

"Who else?" I encouraged her to complete the list.

"Well practically everyone I ever met but some have been persistent."

"I told you about the black partner, right?" she quickly added.

"Not really."

"He is interested and if I do offer him some privileges then the path to partner role would be quickly paved."

"Why would you want something like that?"

"If you have not realized, I intend to have a bigger family."

"You always thought children were too much of a chore," I complained.

"Yes they are," she replied looking deeply into my eyes; her lips curling in a naughty smile.

"Making them though is not a chore," she said and kissed me forcefully. The sexual heat emanating from her was driving me crazy. I was yet to get a chance to dip my penis in her vagina on this trip; the only other chance I got was conditional to my acceptance of Rohini's proposal. While Mayuri had been vocal earlier; she never behaved in a randy fashion. Tonight she exuded a sexual aura that I had never sensed earlier. It reminded me of the lionesses in heat that would titillate the male lions to mate with her. I had always wondered if the lioness would care if the male lion happened to be the pride owner or another young male lion or perhaps a nomadic lion that happened to be around. Mayuri was entering into the mood again with the thought of conceiving from Shrini (or other bulls?). She stroked my penis while kissing me forcefully. In a matter of minutes, I couldn't handle it any further and proceeded to mount her. She broke the kiss momentarily, and wording her disapproval, "No," continued to kiss me. Her stroking motion continued and not able to control myself, I humped rhythmically with her stroke.

As we settled into a good rhythm, she said, "Fuck my other hole while my lover pounds my pussy and implants a baby." Her hand guided mine to her wet pussy and urged me to finger her. It was a weird scene. Here I was pumping with my pecker firmly logged in her left palm while my left hand was busy fingering her.

"Tell me," she exhaled, "wouldn't you want Shrini to father all your children?" Mayuri was in an elated state and was intensely enjoying verbal humiliation. I myself was amused by the situation but her taunts were pleasurable, given the way she handled me. It never seemed she was berating me; instead it was to titillate me. Mayuri, however, was cunning and many a times would either imply or confess that she desired this.

"Wouldn't you?" she asked me again; certainly not expecting any answer from me.


"Or would you rather give each of your friends a chance," she seethed as she probed my anal opening with her right hand. My fingers were furiously see-sawing through her sloppy vagina. For a moment, the thought actually flashed through my mind. She could have only implied Vinil, Pratik, and Shrini. Mayuri was far more attractive than any of the other women in our circle and hence I was sure none would refuse such a splendid opportunity.

"Or would you rather hand the privilege to black partner from my firm?" she asked teasingly. I kissed her in response.

"Who would you prefer?" I asked breaking the kiss.

"Does it matter?" she replied after a brief pause.

"As long as I am in heat and it is not you - the lawful owner - who is mounting," she added giggling.

"Seriously," I urged her.

"Shrini is obviously a choice," she answered thinking a little.

"Don't stop," she urged me to continue the humping motion as I had slowed down my tempo.

"Vinil doesn't even qualify," she said dismissively.

"The black partner from my office might be a good candidate but then he could make your wife his private slut," she reasoned, "and I can't conceive from him and yet keep this a secret."

"Pratik is not very appealing," she said and then contradicted herself, "but neither was Shrini."

"I have heard horrible things about Pratik," she added.

"What?" I asked.

"Just that he is unhygienic and that he almost never engaged in oral sex and rarely ever kisses Sneha."

Pratik was certainly not particular about hygiene and was well known for taking baths every couple of days. The other aspects intrigued me as he never expressed his aversion to oral sex and kissing. I learned that he never engaged in French kissed Sneha as the idea was too gross for him.

"So she was complaining," I said.

"Yes but only about those two things."

"She actually was very happy with her sex life because he makes up for it. She claimed she never missed an orgasm because of lack of foreplay."

"He is very well endowed it seems," chided Mayuri.

"Sounds good isn't it?" she teased me.

"May be Sneha has a problem with her breath," I interrupted.

"She has awesome breath and is a great kisser too!" Mayuri retorted quickly.

"How do you know?" I asked. Mayuri hesitated, only a little, and then said, "I have kissed her."

"What?" I asked stunned.

"She wanted to feel how it is to be kissed and I offered."

"Really?" I asked, "When was this?"

"Let us not change topic," she cut me, "you would have preferred if I had locked lips with Pratik."

"Tell you what," she said, "Why don't we recruit his services as well?" Her stroking motion increased as I had stopped humping her hearing all the strange news.

"I can assure you that bastard wouldn't rest until he has knocked me a few times," she said with a little anger. It seems he had tried to exploit her a few times after we had gotten married but Mayuri never took it seriously. I was a little upset hearing this to which she said, "It has happened to me several times."

"You should be proud that your wife elicits sexual interest of other men."

"Instead of getting mad, you should figure out ways to let them have her," she joked.

"Yes sure. This time when they visit why don't you spend your nights with him while I spend my nights with Sneha," I quickly retorted.

"Honey," she said, "Unlike you he has the capacity to satisfy both his wife and your wife!"

"There is no way he is going to tolerate you sleeping with his wife," she said.

"Albeit, Sneha might not mind in enlisting your services to prime her for Pratik," she added sexily, grinding my testicles. I was stunned with her coarse remark. Although, I loved the smell and taste of Mayuri and was ever willing to please in every which way, it didn't quite mean that I would do the same for Sneha. The notion that I ranked below Pratik from her perspective struck me as he wasn't particularly good looking. Over the years, he had put on too much of weight and had a distinct pot belly and even his face showed his age with a double chin. To compound, his irascible and callous behavior along with his unhygienic characteristics never made him popular among women.

"No one can appreciate the importance of your soothing tongue more," she continued.

"Can you believe," she said, "she can count the number of times Pratik performed oral sex on her."

"Sneha is a fairly large woman," she said, "if she can't accommodate him with ease, then even I can't"

It dawned on me what appealed her about Pratik. Mayuri certainly wasn't interested in anyone who wouldn't fall in Shrini's league ever since she tasted sex with him. She was certainly curious about what Pratik had to offer; I just hoped she wouldn't go out of the way to find out.

"Who knows, she may even repay by performing oral sex on you."

"And keep away Pratik, if you don't want him to have his share."

"I have heard dreadful things about him from Sneha but she did hint that he is well endowed."

"Although, Rohini claimed he would be no match to Shrini."

"How would she know?" I asked.

"Precisely," responded Mayuri.

"Did you enjoy your time away with Shrini," I asked changing the topic.

"Very much," she said and leaned into me for a hot kiss.

"Although, I wished you were there to prime and soothe me," she said breaking the kiss.

"Are you in love with him," I asked hesitantly. She laughed and acted surprised with my question.

"Honey," she said, "you are very innocent."

"The only person who deserves my love and adoration is you!" she said emphatically.

"Do you feel Shrini and Rohini have kind of played with us," I asked.

"Yes," she responded after a little thought.

"There is no way you would agree to have him impregnate me."

"Were you aware of this?" I asked.

"To some extent and I played along only after realizing that you actually enjoyed the thought of sharing your wife with him."

"Was the pregnancy thing his idea or your idea?" I asked.

"It was our idea," she said, "I mean it was yours and mine."

"Mine," I responded stunned.

"You relish the very thought of it," she added emphatically.

"To me as a woman, it was only natural that the one that pleases me more in the bed deserved a chance." I kissed her and tried to roll on top of her; trying my luck the second time.

"Can you read something," she asked sexily.

"What?" I asked puzzled with her question and I looked if there was something scribed on her body.

"Property of Shrini!" she exclaimed.

I massaged her breasts and kneaded her nipples. I wasn't sure if my mind was playing tricks with me but her breasts looked a little swollen. I nibbled on her nipples and gently squeezed them while she gently stroked my hard penis. As I moved to get on top of her, she said, "I think you better not."

"Why?" I asked.

"Only the alpha male mounts a mare in heat," she added. As I mumbled my complaints, she cut me saying, "You made the conscious choice of having your wife impregnated by your well-endowed friend."

"Now don't complain."

"Let his seed soak in and fulfill your dreams," she added.

"If you could let me catch my breath a little," she said, "I can help you ejaculate," pushing me down towards her pussy.

I spent the next few minutes eating her when she decided to relieve me. She sucked me and deep-throated me very easily and gave me such an intense blow-job that I couldn't last more than five minutes. She made sure that I didn't ejaculate in her as that privilege was reserved for Shrini. We slept in each other's arms after we both were done for the night. It was around 10:00pm and I had forgotten to ask her about dinner but she wasn't interested.

We slept blissfully for most of the night but somehow, I wasn't quite done for the night. I woke up to take a leak a little after midnight and after returning back from the bathroom noticed her laying down almost naked with her night gown riding way over her butt. She was sleeping on her stomach and one of her legs was raised over a pillow and the crack between her cheeks was wide open. She was in perfect position to be taken by Shrini. I had to play with her and decided to start from her butt, without waking her up. I gently kissed her butt and homed in on her anus. She had a strong pungent smell that indicated that she hadn't showered this morning in preparation for the night with me. I didn't hesitate from tonguing her butt. After a few minutes of licking her anus, Mayuri moaned and woke up from her sleep. She blabbered, "Sameer what are you doing?"

"Why don't you get some sleep."?

"You know there is not much you are going to get." I ignored her and went on to eat her ass out for another twenty minutes while Mayuri fingered herself to another orgasm. I wondered if she would let me take her anally given that vaginal sex was ruled out for the next month. I moved up and lay next to her straddling her butt and rubbing my penis in the crack between her butt. Mayuri moaned, "I wish, I could let you take me right now!"

"You can?" I whispered.

"There is another hole," I whispered gently nibbling her earlobe. I wasn't too worried about my breath as the licking had taken care of all the foul producing germs. She squirmed in response and pushed back her butt against my pelvis.

"I am tempted," she seethed, "but need to reserve it for one of my bulls."

"Shrini?" I said driving my penis into the crack and now it was rubbing against her pussy lips.

"He is not too keen," she whispered back.

"Then who," I asked concerned.

"Well, whoever after Shrini retires," she said casually.

"You may get a chance if you are lucky," she added turning her face towards me. I was a little disappointed at missing out on a nice opportunity. Mayuri was interested but somehow was holding out on it. Ever since this episode became official I wanted to be with Mayuri and spend quality time with her. Somehow, Rohini's mind play was working on me as I tried to prove on every occasion that I indeed was a good lover. Mayuri sensed this and asked me, "Is something wrong honey?"

"You seem to be anxious about something."

"Don't know," I responded.

"There sure is something," she said.

"I hope you are not too jealous," she said in concerned tone.

"No, it's not that," I responded.

"Good. Shrini is just a fuck-mate."

"He might get to implant his seed in me but you would be the father of my children," she said sexily, her hand gripping my penis now. I moved in to kiss her and she kissed me forcibly pushing her tongue deep into my mouth. Her breath definitely wasn't fresh but I was in too hot a state to worry about that. I instinctively humped and she tightened her grip but just enough to let my penis slide in through her palm. She encouraged me to continue the humping motion and very soon I was see-sawing through her palm in search for my climax to relieve my anxiety. I moved my left hand to her pussy and fingered her pussy but very lightly and gently kneading her clit. We kissed each other very sensuously as both of us enjoyed the pleasant and different experience.

"How many times did you do it?" I asked in between our kisses.

"16," she said instantaneously. It seemed as if both Rohini and she were also keeping a count of her sessions.

"How was it?" I asked.

"Fantastic," was her reply.

"Is there any way I can watch both of you?" I asked. She stopped for a moment and said, "You have already seen us in action once." My heart skipped a beat when I heard this. It reminded me of last year's Valentine day, which Rohini and I had secretly watched. However, I mustered courage and said, "It was too dark," implying that she was referring to the second night of safari.

"Do you want to see how well he treats your wife?" she asked sexily and kissed me.

"Let me assure you," she said, "He makes best use of the privilege you have given him."

"I know," I said.

"How badly you want it?" she asked.

"Come on, don't stop it," she said as I slowed down my tempo.

"Pretty badly," I groaned.

"What can you do for it?" she asked.

"Whatever," I said wondering if she could humiliate me anymore.

"Would you undress your wife for him?" she asked seductively. I had underestimated her. It seemed that this was just the beginning.

"Hmm..." I nodded my approval driving my penis much farther in her palm.

"Would you prime your wife for his entry?" she asked biting my lower lip. I was getting excited with the talk and increased my tempo.

"Would you guide him into your wife honey?" she asked sexily.

"Tell me, would you?" I only increased the tempo in response and my finger frigged her very roughly.

"He has a huge tool," she exhaled, "Would you lubricate it for me?"

"With your tongue," she managed to say after a brief pause, her voice wavering towards the end. I devoured her mouth as I heard this and now was frantically fucking her hand. As I hit the crescendo, she said, "Would you rim him honey as I blow him?" I shot a huge load into her palm. She withdrew her hand from underneath me and licked clean my semen from her hand to my utter surprise. It was the first time, I saw her lick my semen. She still had never swallowed my semen, though. I understood her motivation when she pulled me for a kiss pushing her tongue deep into my mouth forcing my own semen into my mouth. As our excitement settled down, she said, "You may not have the pleasure of watching us anytime soon as Shrini is shy about these things." We settled the topic for the night and went to bed. As we nuzzled into each other I quickly said, "You have become such a slut!"

"I take that as a compliment," she jokingly responded and added, "But remember I am your wife and Shrini's slut!"

The next day when we had sobered up and were about to leave to the airport, she hugged and thanked me for being an understanding husband. She confessed her love for me. As a gift for my generosity she proceeded to give me a blow-job and this time she assured that I could come in her mouth - only for that one time, though. For the next ten minutes she gave me one of the best blow jobs. It was impressive that she deep-throated me several times and her suction was so effective that I couldn't hold on for more than ten minutes. She didn't even use her hands and yet I ended up ejaculating so quickly. She gulped much of it but did pass me on some when she kissed me. She again warned me that I wouldn't get such a privilege for a long time as it was primarily reserved for her bulls.

Over the next week or so the same theme followed in our bedroom where Mayuri always teased about having to help her and Shrini during their session and each time she tested the boundaries by throwing the same questions at critical moments of our love making, in the process extending our boundaries. The wordings and manner in which she posed them varied but they pointed to the very same acts. She was confident that none of that would ever transpire as Shrini could not have tolerated my presence and certainly wouldn't like engaging with me in any of the acts that Mayuri was alluding to. Mayuri was in constant state of arousal for the next week and she was always looking for opportunities to indulge in a little foreplay.

We returned to the US after another week's stay in India. Shrini and Rohini returned a few days after we arrived in the US but due to our hectic work schedule we didn't get to spend any time with them. Mayuri and Shrini were extremely busy with their work and didn't have any chance to socialize for another week. Although, Mayuri got a little time on hand later during the weekend but Shrini was sucked into an escalation that didn't allow him any time at all. Mayuri was sexually frustrated by not having an opportunity to mate with Shrini for more than 15 days. She had tasted blood after a long layover of nine months and certainly didn't enjoy the brief gap.

It turned out that Shrini got an opportunity to be with Mayuri the second weekend after we landed in the US. Rohini had to meet some friends over that weekend so she decided to stay at her place all by herself while Shrini decided to stay at our place for the weekend as his work required him to be present in the San Francisco area for any escalation over the weekend. I anticipated this session to be an extremely hot one since Mayuri had been longing this for more than a week but wasn't sure if it would indeed be as intense and long as Shrini was overworked ever since he got back from vacation. I wanted to watch them mate but knew there was no way to spy on them. Unlike our previous apartment the master bedroom was upstairs - we were living in a town house - and the windows were facing exterior of the building and there was absolutely no way to peek inside the bedrooms. The bed was much farther from the door and hence there was very little hope of overhearing them, unless they made loud noises or yelled. I did some research on the Internet and found a very nice way of using cell phone as an eavesdropping device. It was a risky strategy but I wasn't too concerned about getting caught by Mayuri as she very well knew my desire to eavesdrop on them.

On that Friday, I reached home a little earlier and after a little foreplay with Mayuri got down to my work. The equipment was ready and needed to be located at the right place so that I could hear them in the act. The bedside table was the right place but it could be conspicuous if they made love with the lights on. I didn't believe they would - if at all the bedside lamp would be on. Shrini arrived a little after 10:00 and soon sat down for dinner. Mayuri as his obedient mistress set the dinner table and served food for him that she had already prepared. Shrini never gulped his food down unlike Mayuri and I, who were very quick with dinners. He liked to usually have his food watching TV without getting disturbed. Mayuri came into our guest bedroom after a little chitchat with him.

"He is here, honey," she whispered closing the door behind her.

"He is here to mount your wife," she said giggling and gave an open mouthed kiss. She pulled me down as she sat on the bed saying, "Come, and quickly prepare me for him." She was wearing another of her favorite night gowns that I had given her as a gift on one of our anniversaries. All I had to do was slid my hand up, push aside the gusset and drive my tongue into the folds of her vagina. She didn't need any lubrication as her vagina was extremely wet and soppy. Nevertheless, I obediently licked her up for the next fifteen minutes until she thought she was ready for Shrini's onslaught. As she stepped out into the living room downstairs, I hurriedly setup the phone near the bedside and hoped that Mayuri and Shrini don't notice it.

Mayuri took a few minutes to clean up the table and tidy up the kitchen before she joined him on the sofa. While at the sofa, they didn't talk much but just watched the program on TV. They didn't stay there for long and soon moved to our master bedroom.

"You look gloomy," Mayuri broke the silence. I could hear pretty well through the cell phone, although they weren't exactly near the phone. Shrini didn't respond.

"Don't worry," she added cheering him up, "this sexy lady is here to help you relax."

"What's up?"

"Still having problems with your boss?" she said. The sound of the creaking bed let me know that they moved to the bed.

"I am not sure, I will get the promotion," he said in despair.

"Why do you give up?"

"It is not just about work."

"I know."

"Rohini, isn't willing?"

"Don't think so," he responded dryly.

"Not sure if that would tilt the scales."

"Well, your other wife will surely tilt the scales," she said sexily.

"I can't let that happen," Shrini responded.

"You are too possessive," she responded. There was some silence and then I heard sounds of lips smacking. It seemed like an elaborate kiss as the silence and slurping sound lasted a lot longer than I had anticipated.


"Wow, you are too hot," said Mayuri breaking the kiss.

"Looks like Rohini is not taking good care of your needs," she added.

"While she is a good wife, she never could live up to my expectations in the bedroom."

"And you are pretty sure, she wouldn't live up to the expectations of your boss?" she asked.

"She is not determined and she is definitely not the type."

"Rohini is almost 37 and certainly doesn't have the libido to satisfy his needs."

"He needs a young woman and preferably white woman."

"Indians have a fetish for white skin," said Mayuri.

"And older men, all over the world, are ever willing to mount a woman half their age!"

"It's true," responded Shrini.

"The story, however, is much complex."

"Powerful men," he exhaled, "need precious belongings of others."

"They only choose worthy baits."

"Married women, who are young, demure, and yet willing to experiment in the bedroom."

"Hmm..." said Mayuri, perhaps as she took his penis in her mouth.

"What do you want today?"

"Want to hump my face?"

"Or should I just rim you?"

"Do you agree," he asked her.

"You seem to describe yourself," giggled Mayuri.

"Instead of spending your nights with your middle aged wife, you prefer to mount your friend's young wife."

"What's worse," she added, "You impregnate her and expect your friend to raise your child."

"There is a difference, though."

"When you would be her age, your passion for sex would not wane, perhaps subside a little."

"Even then most would prefer a woman of age 25 over a woman of age 37."

"Perhaps true about older men," responded Shrini.

"Let me hump you," he said nonchalantly, "Rimming may not be a good idea."

"Are you ready for it all the way?" he asked.

"Yes, I almost skipped dinner."

"Go slow, however," she urged him.

I heard some rustling of bed sheets as they arranged themselves in right position for her face fuck. It seemed like a very important ordeal for Shrini and perhaps these were the perks that tethered him to her even after his excitement for conquest subsided. I wished to witness this piece of action as it very clearly depicted how she placed her bull on higher pedestal over her husband. It surprised me how close they had gotten as the conversation seemed very similar to the conversation between amorous couples who have shed all inhibitions. Mayuri was willing to bed his boss to advance his career and it seemed they had contemplated for a few days, if not weeks. What surprised me was that she didn't mind Rohini's unwillingness to help Shrini and instead volunteered to even take her place in that regard. It seemed Rohini had never met any of his colleagues, otherwise such a move could never be considered. In essence, I was surprised with my naivety and wowed to keep a close eye on the action between Mayuri and Shrini. For the next five or ten minutes, I only heard some moaning sounds and the sounds of slurping saliva. Towards the end the bed creaked a lot more than one would expect during a face fuck. However, having witnessed the action once and my wife's willingness, I knew that this was normal.

"Hmmm..." I heard sound of Mayuri after a while, "you certainly must have enjoyed that. I could have let you deposit your stuff in my throat but it needs to the right place for now."

"Where is the lubrication," he asked.

"Don't worry about that," she responded.

"The thoughts of your boss mounting me have already provided enough lubrication," she chuckled.

"You are taking it lightly," he said, "It might be very well him pushing his penis inside you." Mayuri grunted as he pushed his penis inside her.

"And rightly so," she answered between her moans.

"After all he is your boss and you are getting something in return."

"You indeed are fairly lubricated," he commented.

"Well, both of my husband's keep me fairly busy these days. I am always on the edge," she responded sexily.

"Are you serious about romancing my boss?" he asked shafting her.

"Yes," she immediately responded.

"I do have an interesting idea, though," she grunted.

"What?" I heard Shrini ask.

"Let's meet him and once he is salivating, drop in the news that I am willing but it has to wait since we are in the middle of starting a family."

"That would make him even more aggressive," he said.

"Precisely, you can broker the best deal for allowing to mate with your wife during her fertile period."

"Obviously, I would already be pregnant before we attempt this."

"Would Sameer agree for this?" he asked.

"Sameer doesn't have to know. Besides he always relishes the thought of having someone else mate with me."

"How long are you willing to entertain him?" he asked.

"Till my water tube breaks."

"Are you serious?"

"The question is are you ready?"

"Are you willing to let him mount your mistress?"

"More importantly are you willing to accept the promotion and relocate to India?"

I was surprised to learn about this new development. I didn't know that Shrini and Rohini were relocating to India. I wondered if that had helped Mayuri in making her mind on starting a family right away.

"I don't have a choice," he exhaled.

"Either way, I have to move back to India."

"It would help to move into a better position; that way I could support our children financially," he said.

"So, I am willing to make that happen."

"You don't know much about him," said Shrini.

"Does it matter?" she quipped.

"Good that you are not my wife," he retorted, "You are such a slut."

"Huh..." grunted Mayuri, perhaps in response to his sudden plunge into her.

"The feeling is mutual," she responded quickly.

"You are great fuck but would make a terrible husband."

"Don't waste time and fuck me and show that you deserve to father my children," she added. For the next ten minutes, Shrini plowed her pussy and as expected Mayuri was fairly noisy. I always had the urge to see her mate with Shrini secretly and hear every word of their conversation, especially when Mayuri was unaware of my eavesdropping. Today was a very good opportunity and I was glad that I did take initiative and checked the arrangements before. It strangely excited me to learn how uninhibited and willing she was with him. I was waiting to hear the description of his boss; while the thoughts of Mayuri servicing him flashed through my mind. It reminded me of her plans for the black partner from her office; all the two aspects when put together put a doubt in my mind. What if Mayuri only played with that to find out my reaction to her helping Shrini get a promotion? Shrini humped her for a while before releasing his semen inside her.

"Did that relax you?" she asked. Shrini didn't reply; perhaps he was still catching his breath.

"Tell me about him," she asked.

"No don't," she quipped, "Let it soak in."

"He is 46. Married for twenty years and has two daughters. Eldest one just turned 18 and youngest is 15."

"What about his wife?"

"She stays at home and is about his age."

"How does he look?"

"Not very good looking."

"Slightly tall but overweight, bald and dark."

"His wife is pretty, though," he added.

"What's at stake?" she asked calmly.

"If I cooperate then a fairly senior position in the India center. Otherwise, just a management position."

"How open are you with him?"

"Very open."

"He openly demanded it," he said.

"He said he wanted to bed your wife."

"No."

"All he needed was a little excitement in life."

"But no prostitutes. Only homely housewives who had normal lives and the kind who would rarely indulge in such things."

"Where did he expect to find such women?" asked Mayuri.

"In a sense, he implied it had to be my wife!"

"For how long?" she asked.

"Couple of months, perhaps."

"Did you show him my photograph?" she asked.

"No, I wasn't sure."

It surprised me that Mayuri and Shrini had earlier discussed about this issue and Mayuri had tacitly agreed to help him. At this point, I was quite certain that the black partner from her firm was none but Shrini's boss and they were just testing me. However, Shrini wasn't aware of the fact that I might be awake and hence wasn't certain if Shrini himself was aware of this. I heard slurping sound on the phone and realized that Mayuri was finishing up her mistress duty for the night. I believed, she would spend the night with him but was surprised when I heard her get up and say, "Sleep tight. I need to go fulfill my wifely duties." We continued where she left out and had another night of hot sex, one of the very firsts of that nature under our roof - one after another in a row. Though, Shrini was always the first.

[Darksam]

Life progressed smoothly. Shrini and Rohini had to relocate to India within a few months after Mayuri's impregnation. His family back in India needed him and he couldn't resist the lucrative offer. It was clear that Mayuri didn't assist him and that it was yet another ploy to stoke my imagination. After returning from India, I romanced Dolly. Rohini provided the necessary support and soon Dolly lead me to her marital bed.


Dolly was cute. Her simplicity and effervescent behavior enticed me. She stood only 5' 2" with a petite build; putting on a little weight in recent years. Most notably, her breasts ripened and hips widened. Vinil, in comparison was frail like Shrini but much shorter, just about 5' 1", although, he always quoted himself to be 5' 3". Dolly's striking feature was her smile; my heart fluttered every time she smiled. Another feature that attracted men was her over-sized breasts. They were about the size of a grapefruits and on her narrow chest looked humongous. In fact, they could have looked adequate even on Sneha, who was the full-bodied lady among the four. Dolly wasn't as gifted with her complexion,though. Although she was fair, her skin texture left much to be desired.

The brief affair with Dolly bore fruits and she ended up getting pregnant. It turned out that Vinil had low sperm count and they were contemplating other ways to conceive already but Dolly preferred to do it in the old fashioned way. Unfortunately, she did this of her own accord and didn't take Vinil into confidence. The consequences of the brief affair were disastrous and if it weren't for Mayuri intervening, they were headed for a divorce. Expert manipulation of Mayuri and Dolly's shrewdness saved their marriage. Mayuri offered Vinil an open invitation to impregnate her if he felt betrayed over Dolly's and my behavior. Vinil, knowing his limitation, however, was more than happy to spend a few nights with her. While Mayuri didn't quite enjoy the sex with Vinil, she used it as an opportunity to humiliate me further.

Eventually, Vinil and Dolly were happy that I fathered their child instead of some faceless stranger. Dolly had apparently paved a path for further cuckolding of Vinil with their plan to have another child. And Mayuri categorically conveyed that I was not fathering our second child claiming that I already had my share. I was glad that I got an opportunity to sow my seed as Mayuri would have found yet another reason to conceive from some one other than me.

Vinil and Dolly also planned to relocate back to India and somehow it seemed that it was only to stay close to Shrini and Rohini so that they wouldn't have to look far to find a father for their second child. However, I was certain that no one except Shrini and Rohini knew about Mayuri's impregnation and similarly no one except Mayuri and myself knew about Dolly's impregnation.

During the last couple of weeks, Rohini and Shrini lived at our place since they had already packed off their stuff. Not surprisingly, Mayuri had relegated me to our guest bedroom. None of them had any pretension and finally for once I had experienced true form of wife-swapping. Rohini and Mayuri had little interest in their husbands during the weekends when I was present. Mayuri practically behaved as his wife and even went around with him for errands and dinners.

I didn't mind much as Rohini had suddenly turned into a tigress draining me every night I spent with her. She was passionate, experimented without any inhibitions and allowed me to take her anally on every occasion. She rimmed me several times, only to explain what pleasures Shrini had been deriving from Mayuri on a regular basis. This was besides the weekly dose of sex I was getting from Dolly, who was also in equal frenzy. Needless to mention we were pretty much drained by the time Shrini and Rohini flew to India.

The last weekend we got together as a whole group to relive our memories. The thought of sex didn't cross any (the four of us) of our minds and we were simply busy partying. We also had included a men's only hangout the last night we all were together. The women decided to spend time at home and relax while we headed to the city. I suspected some insidious plan must be shaping in their evil minds but nothing was apparent. Things unfolded gradually.

Rest of the folks headed home the next morning early as Shrini was supposed to leave early afternoon. With a late night outing the rest of us were still not in a mood to bid goodbye to them. Shrini, Pratik, Vinil, and I were sleeping in the living room. When I woke up, the folks had already left and Shrini had moved to the bedroom. Rohini woke me up and lead me to the guest bedroom.

"We don't have much time," she said. She locked her lips with mine, without paying any regard to my stale breath.

"I have little present for you," she said guiding me to the bed and pushing me back.

"Perhaps the last of such kind," she said, lifting her dress, giving an idea about what she meant. I was always nervous about this when it was talked about explicitly. Also, I had never done such a thing with Rohini apart from one earlier occasion. I was apprehensive but nevertheless went with the flow.

She straddled me quickly and lowered her pussy onto my face. It was only a few inches from my face.

"Enjoy the aroma," she commanded sensually.

"Your sexual bond with Mayuri depends on it," she exclaimed. She didn't move much apart from undulating her hips as I inhaled the pungent odor emanating from her honey pot. Needless to mention I had a raging hard on. This would have been a turn-off if I was already sexually satisfied i.e ejaculated. Perhaps, this was one of the reasons why I also enjoyed if Mayuri had sex with Shrini before me.

She lowered her vagina gently on my face but not enough to make contact with my lips. Her underwear kept the remnants of her morning session with Shrini secure. I could barely see as her night dress, a little thicker than the American versions, enveloped my face. Getting impatient, I motioned to raise my neck to get closer to her slit but she held me back with her hand, clutching my hair. She then lowered herself further but instead of targeting my lips, she rubbed her gusset on my nose, making my nose wet with the sticky substance. Having teased me enough, she finally positioned her pussy squarely above my lips but she avoided making contact. She wanted to test my subservience even further. I didn't disappoint. Extending my tongue I reached the sticky substance that was permeating through the gusset of her underwear.

"Uh...." she let out a loud groan as my tongue traced the smooth texture of her gusset, in an attempt to mop Shrini's semen.

"Relish it," she urged.

"Mayuri needs your support in order to fully enjoy her youth."

Without further ado, she promptly slid aside her gusset and let the trapped semen flow into my mouth. Unlike, my earlier experiences, it was much stickier and thick and there were several globs that gradually descended into my mouth. I didn't like the taste of the semen but somehow my sexual excitement always overcame my taste buds. I suspected, it was the same with Mayuri. After having satisfied with my oral duty, she lay on top of me kissing me on my lips.

"Did you like the taste?" she asked. I didn't like the taste but I had certainly enjoyed the experience as it pandered to my subservient tendencies.

"Aren't you going to miss it?" she asked skillfully, toying with my erect manhood. She guided my penis into her vagina and asked, "Can you feel how loose it is?"

Vagina's do get distended after intercourse, so it was but it seemed unusually so with her. Rohini was sexually much more experienced than the rest as she was much older but I had never experienced such a feeling with her earlier. It might have been simply because she always had sex with me whenever we met and very rarely she ever came to me after being with Shrini.

I nodded, honestly admitting it.

"Guess what would happen when Mayuri gives birth to your first child?"

I understood her hint.

"She either would find one for herself or would expect you to do that," she added.

"It is better if you decide who would father your next child," she suggested, grinding her hips.

"Do you understand?" she asked looking deeply into my eyes.

"Who?" I croaked, clearing my throat. She smiled.

"Did you like the taste?" she asked.

"What?" I asked puzzled. Then realized that it wasn't Shrini's semen. Vinil was certainly not her type, so that left only Pratik. Pratik, while a good friend of mine, was quite incorrigible and could easily get on anyone's nerves. There wasn't anything exciting about his looks, with protruding belly, he didn't seem quite the kind of guy she should get excited about.

"Pratik?" I asked surprised. She smiled. It had dawned on me that I must have been the ultimate cuckold, who had tasted semen of all the men in our group. Mayuri had experienced sex with Vinil and Shrini. Pratik was the only guy remaining.

"Why him?" I asked.

"Firstly, he fits the bill," she claimed.

"Secondly, Sneha wouldn't mind.

"And Lastly, physical proximity should allow ample of opportunities."

"They live in Denver," I immediately retorted.

"You could move there," she countered.

"It should be a good career move," she said referring to an open offer of starting up an office in the Denver area. I was concerned about the sudden U-Turn in our lifestyle with Shrini locating to India but this offered a glimmer of hope. Mayuri wasn't enamored by him. While she admitted that she found Shrini attractive and Vinil handsome, Pratik was never in her good books. However, she did entertain the thought of becoming Pratik's mistress earlier.

"Would she like it?" I asked.

"Move to Denver. And let Nature take its course."

"Rest assured, Mayuri would chose his penis over yours when her periods start again."

Rohini's assurance on all three fronts was promising. My concern always had been around pregnancy from these illicit matings. While I enjoyed the excitement, the practical implications troubled me. However, keeping in mind my indiscretion with Dolly, I certainly couldn't take moral high ground.

"What if she doesn't like him?" I asked.

"Explore with her. Suggest his name," she urged.

"She shouldn't think this is the end."

Surprisingly, we didn't talk about what next after Shrini. It just didn't seemed appropriate, although I had been mulling over it for past several weeks. The sheer excitement and the immense pleasure Mayuri derived from her solo sex life with Shrini, made me contemplate. Her last gift to me was quite eventful.

The next couple of weeks as expected Mayuri was distant. She was disinterested in sex and was generally broody. My sexual life with Dolly during the weeks continued to be radiant. It wasn't until the third weekend - a good eighteen days later - she showed interest in sex. After our dinner and our TV dosage, in the bed she quickly rolled onto me and kissed me passionately. She rubbed her crotch against mine as her tongue probed my mouth. Mayuri's aggression surprised me; usually I took initiative and even then her response was mellow. Our french-kiss continued for long time, all the while she tried relieving herself by grinding her crotch against mine.

After a little while, she took of her panties and I thought it was time for our intercourse but instead of her laying on her back, she simply straddled my face. While Mayuri had done this a few times, this was a little rare. She usually preferred to lay down while I licked her honey pot. For the next twenty minutes she practically humped my mouth with her pussy. The intoxicating sex that she had been accustomed to was only possible with the aid of my tongue now. She seemed to have had two orgasms in the process but her desire remained unfulfilled. Encouraging me to mount her, she tried yet another unconventional thing by lodging her right hand index finger deep into my anus as my penis plowed her vagina. Her lips glued to mine. Even in that sexually excited state, it took me a good ten minutes of humping to climax. Mayuri didn't seem to complain and I was quite certainly happy with my performance, which must have been a side-effect of my sessions with Dolly.

Next morning, I woke up to the pleasant sensations of Mayuri's mouth engulfing my tiny penis. She smiled as I looked at her rubbing my eyes. It didn't take much of Mayuri's time for my penis to swell to gigantic proportions compared to its original size. She hadn't indulged me in such an act all our married life, so I was enjoying the pleasurable sensations. Mayuri decided to change positions and instead of straddling my hips, she lay ontop of me in 69 position. She lowered her vagina to my eager mouth, giving a taste of my own semen. She again continued her humping, this time for much shorter duration, all the while playing with my penis. Having satisfied herself, she continued her attention to my penis but this time, she also inserted her index finger into my anus. She see-sawed her finger while her head bobbed up and down on my manhood. Her manipulation was yielding results as I raced towards my climax and in a matter of few minutes I ejaculated in her mouth. She licked every drop of it.

A corner had been turned. My sexual life was back; with Mayuri willing to experiment willingly. It wasn't quite what I desired but Mayuri showed a lot of hunger for sex with me. True, it meant my tongue was getting unusually exercised rather than my penis. The million dollar question, however, was whether Mayuri would be satisfied with this lifestyle. With no interference in our life, we opened up and for the first time Mayuri expressed her gratitude for having such a splendid opportunity of experiencing sex with other men. She admitted that there were times when she only thought of sex. While she wasn't willing to entertain the thoughts of the same lifestyle yet, she had contemplated on the possibility of making it out with Pratik. She also talked about the black partner from her firm and his interest in her.

It became clearer as days passed that Shrini's void had to be filled. Even if it meant he would get to impregnate Mayuri with our second child. I broached the topic of having Pratik as her next lover.

"Why Sameer?" she asked puzzled.

"Aren't you happy that our life is back?"

"Not at the expense of repressing your sexual appetite," I responded.

"I am fine," she assured.

"We might have to move to Denver," I pleaded, hinting towards my impending offer. She hadn't show much interest in moving out of Bay Area. And more so when this meant moving closer to Pratik.

"Sameer," she urged, "this could turn our worlds upside down!"

"Ever since this started, I have felt like a Slut."

"Do you hate that or are just regretting."

"Regretting," she responded, stealing a quick smile.

"I am afraid my raging hormones would get better of me," she complained.

"I understand," I assured.

"You don't," she retorted.

"I had been having this yearning of getting pregnant ever since I became Shrini's mistress."

"This despite the fact that I knew this wasn't the right thing for us and for my career."

"More importantly, I wanted to get pregnant from Shrini."

"That's the only thing that worries me," I said.

"And it's exactly the same thing that drives us!" she added.

"Let's not worry about it for a moment," I interjected.

"Are you sexually attracted to him?" I asked. She thought for a moment.

"Let's see," she quipped.

"He is a man. Supposedly well-endowed. Good enough reason to experiment."

"You were apprehensive about him, earlier," I retorted.

"Sneha complained about his poor hygiene and his unwillingness to perform oral on her," she responded.

"Also, she didn't like kissing him," she added.

"But," she thoughtfully added, "she confessed that intercourse compensated for everything."

Mayuri's expectations were already in tune. She didn't expect any form of oral sex from Shrini; that was my responsibility. Intercourse was the single largest physical act from which she derived pleasure from Shrini. She indulged in other activities but that were mostly to please him and titillate me. Poor hygiene was the only issue. But, she had never hesitated locking her lips with Shrini with his stale morning breath. Neither did she ever hesitate going down on him, irrespective of his hygiene at that point in time.

"What kind of experimentation are we talking here?" I asked.

"The same kind," she responded immediately.

"Mayuri," I said gathering my thoughts, "I have an offer to move to Denver for couple of years and establish our new office."

"We could move and experiment with this new lifestyle."

"If we are not comfortable then we could move back after that period."

"You do understand what it means, right?" she cautioned.

"You might be pregnant when we get back," I said shrugging my shoulders. She smiled and added, "The worst could be I keep on getting pregnant soon after my periods commence."

Now, we were entering the realm of titillation. Rohini and Mayuri had constantly used such phrasing to caution me and also to judge my reaction. We knew that raising kids is an ordeal, so I didn't expect more than two or three. Although, off late I had started believing that I would father none of our children.

"Let's see," I said deferring the question. Unlike the earlier times, Mayuri wasn't elated. In fact, she descended into further thought spiral. The fascinating thing about this conversation was that neither of us were even thinking about sex. We were simply talking as adults. Upon prodding her for what was on her mind, she carefully asked, "Sameer, if this were to start again, I don't want it to be under the garb as it was with Shrini."

"What do you mean?" I asked. She didn't respond but was lost in thought.

"You want the four of us to know and even encourage sexual proximity between you and Pratik?" I said putting words in her mouth. She responded with a smile.

"While this gives me a raging hard-on," I said, "it also scares me."

"Let's give it a try," I said nudging her. She conceded with a nervous smile.

We talked about the possibilities and timelines of moving to Denver. Sneha was into seventh month of her pregnancy, while Mayuri was in her fifth month. She joked about the striking similarity between the circumstances. We had moved to Shrini's place when Rohini was almost into her ninth month pregnancy. Although, Mayuri was looking forward to it, she was apprehensive about making out with Pratik. Sex without kissing wasn't much of an option for neither of us. Sneha hadn't been successful overcoming her apprehensions, so Mayuri wondered how she would.

Rohini was happy to hear about our news of relocation. She cautioned that Pratik was a push-over and that I shouldn't expect Shrini's etiquette from him. Sneha is aware of her husband's transgressions and that she reluctantly condoned Pratik for all his misdemeanor's. She jokingly advised to extend the same courtesy to yet another sexually frustrated husband by lending my wife's services. Rohini wasn't sure about Mayuri's libido because of her pregnant state but suggested that I refrain from sex in a similar fashion in order for her to get ready for him.

We set the date to move to Denver. Mayuri was into sixth month of her pregnancy while Sneha was into her last month. She expressed concerns about how she could deal with Pratik's size in her pregnant state. Rohini had apparently shared the details about this size in explicit detail; perhaps comparing him to Shrini. I wasn't sure but I had to assure her that it was okay to do whatever she felt instead of worrying about it.

Pratik and Sneha had convinced us to stay with them for the two years instead of finding a place in Denver. Sneha, however, called me and expressed concerns about her philandering husband. She even broke out the news about how all these years he had been screwing Rohini & Dolly. She admitted that while she didn't like it, she had gotten used to it over the past few years. More importantly, she admitted that this kept Pratik in a happy mood. He fancied Mayuri and she was worried that something untoward might happen. Although, the same worry about Rohini and Dolly moving to India concerned her as well. Sneha wasn't aware of Mayuri's indiscretions with Shrini and hence seemed genuine with her concern. After several days of talking with her, we both agreed that there was no harm in moving to their place for couple of months.

Ever since Shrini had relocated to India, verbal foreplay had essentially vanished. Mayuri had become serious and sometimes I missed the lighter aspect of our sex. She, however, didn't take long to come around and about two weeks before the move, she said, "Why don't we reserve intercourse for Pratik for the next couple of months or so?"


I had already stopped traveling during the week days to LA, so this meant no sex for me. Fortunately, she wasn't averse to oral sex and her concern primarily was about keeping her vaginal muscles firm for her action with Pratik. When the topic of how she would seduce Pratik into it. She replied, "I don't have to. He would do it."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"He flirts whenever we are alone."

"I will be more receptive," she added.

I was a little puzzled but she had dropped hints about this a few times earlier. Never realized all these years that Pratik had been flirting with her. Their interaction always seemed ordinary. While Rohini had alluded to Pratik's philandering nature, I thought he was simply being himself.

While we were excited about moving to Denver, we never thought about the ramifications of things not working out. The terms of the contract required me to stay the full two-year period. Mayuri decided to take some time off from work, instead of continuing work in Denver. Her career aspirations had taken a back seat and she seemed more interested in starting a family and having couple of children before heading back to work again. It became obivious on who the father would be when she shared her calculations. If she gets pregnant within the first year of our stay at Denver then there would be yet another opportunity for her to conceive before the our two year period ends in Denver.

[Darksam]

We moved to Denver on the set date. Pratik was out on business for that week so we had enough time to settle down before the fireworks started. Mayuri was excited at the prospect of cuckolding her husband yet another time with yet another person. Often, she would ramble about her almost completing the circle (having screwed Shrini, Vinil, and now Pratik). She wondered if during the subsequent get-togethers, she could allow free access to herself. Sneha seemed a little unnerved and confronted me at the first opportunity.


"Sameer are you okay with this?" she asked.

"It's alright," I quipped, not wanting to stress her further.

"He had pestered Dolly incessantly," she clarified

"What about Rohini?" I asked.

"She was his Slut," retorted Sneha, emphasizing the word "his."

"I presume Vinil didn't know," I remarked.

"He didn't," she curtly responded, "Dolly was initially interested but later on couldn't handle him."

"You know what I mean," she added.

"It might be too much for Mayuri at this stage too."

"Sneha don't worry," I tried to stop the conversation, "we have moved here for better career prospects."

"I understand," retorted Sneha.

"But could Mayuri handle Pratik's philandering nature?"

Realizing that this could continue incessantly, I interjected, "Sneha, we are not that uptight."

"Mayuri is beautiful," I said, "Tons of folks must be hitting on her, even in this state."

"She can handle anything," I added. Later it struck me that this could have been construed to mean something else as well.

"Besides," I assured, "if something untoward does happen, it would stay within these four walls!"

"Nothing would jeopardize your marriage," I said assuaging her fears. She had a faint smile but still added, "We should keep an eye, though."

"Of course," I said agreeing.

While Sneha had resigned to her fate, she still had a glimmer of hope. The upstairs room was given to us while they stayed in the downstairs room. This was mostly to avoid Sneha climbing the stairs in her state but then Mayuri herself was pregnant. It just seemed that Pratik had decided that his new mistress stayed upstairs while she downstairs. Pratik often slept upstairs in his office, which was next to the master bedroom, allowing more chances with Mayuri. I presumed just as Sneha was worried about the implications of Mayuri staying under the same roof, Pratik must have been planning. Mayuri was certainly eager. Her raging hormones had gotten better of her. A career oriented woman, who scorned at the thought of raising children, was actually looking forward to it. In fact, she wanted to stay home for the next four years and focus on her family, which meant staying pregnant for most of that duration.

On our sex front, Mayuri had made my life miserable. She didn't allow me to penetrate her for the last three weeks, despite spending every night with her. She also had been religiously doing her kegel exercises to tighten her vaginal muscles. It did occur to me that there was another female living under that roof and a pretty one at that. However, she seemed to be in some sort of distraught and didn't quite elicit the same feeling. Mayuri had been perfecting the art of keeping me on the edge for longer durations.

On the work front, the initial phase was a little easier as it only entailed handling logistics of managing the facilities. But soon the pressure of expanding the business would take over. Sixty-Seventy hours of work week was very common. Living with them had the dual advantage of taking care of Mayuri's loneliness as well as her sexual needs.

My conversation with Sneha continued over the week and I learned more about Pratik and Rohini's relationship. Rohini was Pratik's girlfriend who had become pregnant by him. But Pratik couldn't marry her, so Shrini married her to save the prestige of their family. Rohini was Shrini's cousin. As time progressed the love between Rohini and Pratik blossomed again and they started their affair. Initially, both Shrini and Sneha tried stopping it. Rohini and Pratik slept with each other whenever the four were together. Sneha and Shrini didn't have much interest in each other, so they slept separately. Rohini had three miscarriages - the first one when she was very young, the second one about five years ago and the last one recently about two years ago. Sneha suspected that Pratik had fathered the other two as well. While Rohini loved Pratik, she wasn't possessive and didn't mind Pratik's relationship with Dolly. I suspected Rohini actually might have been the instigator. It was quite surprising that Shrini and Pratik had a rather cheerful relationship but then Rohini had arranged for Shrini to impregnate the most beautiful woman of the group.

Sneha & I were curious about how things would transpire between Mayuri and Pratik. Sneha wagered that Pratik would make a move on her within the first week. It was solely up to Mayuri. Sneha was concerned that out of her modesty and concern for us, Mayuri might just brush it off, or allow him to take advantage of her. I probed further to understand if Sneha was actually averse to the idea of Pratik sleeping with Mayuri. After all, he had an open relationship with Rohini and even with Dolly it was semi-open; only Vinil was left in the dark. She responded, "I am used to it."

"He has slept with numerous women; nothing new."

"I am concerned about your marriage, though," she added.

"Why?"

"Pratik is gifted," she said plainly.

"Women rebuff his advances initially," she exhaled, "until they grasp what he has to offer."

"Once they have tasted it, they always come for repeats!"

I didn't react. She looked at me puzzled and asked, "You don't believe?"

She led me to her bedroom and grabbed her laptop. Mayuri had gone out for a walk so we were alone in the house. I anticipated that she would throw some damning evidence at me. Sure enough, she showed couple of pictures of Pratik in compromising position with Rohini. The next one, however, was a thumping smack. It endangered my self esteem. Rohini was helping Pratik showcase his prime possession by holding his penis on her palm. Her middle finger was touching the base of his penis, while the tip extended well past the base of her palm. Upon close inspection, it seemed that the base of his knob was almost touching the base of her palm. The majestic aspect of his penis of course was its girth. It easily, covered most of the surface area of her palm, with narrow patches of her palm showing on either side. Now, Rohini wasn't your ordinary Indian girl, in fact, she was tall by Indian standards and had a lanky figure. Her palms were slender and longish. So, quite certainly, Pratik was well-endowed. It definitely wasn't as big as some of the very long and thick penises in porn movies but I can assure I have seen quite a few porn stars with smaller sized equipment than his. If I were to guess his size, he could have been around 9 or 10 inches long and possibly about 2 - 2 ½ inches wide; I am just talking about the width not the circumference. He was better endowed than Shrini and mine would look puny in comparison to his. More importantly, his very dark in color, just like mine. This wouldn't make much difference to Mayuri but the stark contrast of their complexion made it exciting. I could visualize, Mayuri's pink vaginal lips wrapped around his dark penis, trying to draw more of it inside.

"And that's the kind of effect it has," she said, showing the picture of Rohini's distended vagina, dripping Pratik's semen. That picture reminded me of the state of Rohini's pussy the last day they flew to India.

"Why would women rebuff his advances?" I asked curiously.

"It should be easy for him," I added thoughtfully, "If he tactfully approaches them."

"He is not refined," she said, "like you," stealing a smile.

"Besides, he has other issues," she dropped thoughtfully. Finding a puzzled look on my face, she clarified, "Sometimes he has bad breath."

"Quite often, I meant," she added hesitantly.

"Things are changing," she said breaking the uncomfortable silence.

"He visited the Dentist a few times last couple of weeks."

"With Dolly he didn't bother, but with Mayuri he might just mend his ways."

"You understand what may happen, right?" asked Sneha, looking into my eyes.

"Has Mayuri ever been unfaithful," she asked seriously.

"No," I promptly responded, and added, "But, I suspect she might have been a little experienced before our marriage." I had just dropped this to lead Sneha into more interesting conversation but sometimes, I seriously entertained such a possibility. After all, her marriage to me was fairly sudden; the reasons given were much different but her recent behavioral change does allude to such a possibility.

"Hmm..." she thought and asked, "You are regular size, right?"

I nervously laughed it off but she understood.

"Then she might be tempted," Sneha said calmly.

"You don't seem to be terribly concerned," I remarked.

"Not really, but Pratik has this urge to sow his seeds as well."

"Rohini became pregnant twice, while we were married and he did pester Dolly to go off the pill."

"And Mayuri is the beauty queen, with her his drive would be even stronger."

"Aren't you worried?" she asked.

"I am," I said, "but I have been exposed to such a possibility."

"We have been married for four years but have been rarely together due to my constant travel."

"Have you guys fantasized of doing with other folks?" she asked.

"Have you folks?" I asked, instead of answering.

"There isn't much of sensuality in our relationship," she answered, "but the intercourses usually made up for it."

"Not much," I quipped.

"How often do you folks do it?" she asked.

"I hope you don't mind me getting personal," she added.

"No, its fine." I said.

"About three-four times a week," I answered. This was largely accurate although there have been peaks and troughs. She didn't react but said, "If things work out, her frequency might easily double."

She was definitely surprised with my reaction and ended up remarking, "Looks like you might not object after all."

"Do you want me to let you know if something transpires between them?"

"How would you know?" I asked.

"Pratik is open; he doesn't try to hide it from me."

"Let's just say if Mayuri finds it objectionable, then I would let you know."

"She certainly would be uncomfortable the first few times, but I wouldn't count on that," she teased.

Sneha seemed to be relieved, after all the only real issue for her, knowing the history of her husband, were complications from Mayuri's side. I was tentative about Mayuri becoming Pratik's mistress but after witnessing what he could offer, there was no shred of doubt in my mind. In fact, I wondered why Mayuri wasn't his slut all along and the child she was carrying wasn't his.

Pratik arrived that Friday evening. Mayuri as a good family friend cooked the dinner; just like she did the whole of that week. In my mind, she was playing the role of an earnest mistress. Items on the menu were his favorite. She was simply dressed, wearing a tight sleeveless Khameez that accentuated her bulging breasts and extended tummy. Pratik had been helping with house chores since Sneha got pregnant, so he did the same. Sneha was oblivious to the chemistry brewing in her kitchen but I noticed quite a few things that surprised me. I wondered how I missed those signs earlier. Pratik touched her bare arms, several times that evening. He whispered into her ears several time. And finally, I saw him commit some brazen acts of brushing his palm against her butt. At two different occasions he did this. He also seemed to have grazed his crotch against her butt; I wasn't sure but Mayuri's reaction confirmed Pratik took advantage of her. To the reader this might simply seem ordinary but for the person who has the context; this would clearly convey that things would start sooner than later.

Sneha and I spoke briefly after our dinner while Mayuri was upstairs taking a shower and Pratik hit the bed early.

"It looks pretty easy," she started.

"She seems to fancy him already."

"You don't expect any sort of relationship between us, right?" she asked.

I was surprised by her directness. I would have been lying if I didn't think about making out with Sneha while we stayed at their place. However, I didn't expect it to happen in the near future. Sneha was the seventies style beauty queen. She resembled the actresses of the seventies era, with milky white complexion and pyramid structure. She had peculiar Maharashtrian features and looked absolutely gorgeous in their traditional attire. She was a little bit on the plump side but not distastefully so.

"It's up to you," I said.

"I like you," she said, "but sex with you is not a good idea."

"At this point," she added thoughtfully. I didn't respond.

"You are good looking," she continued.

"But I am not in a state to have sex."

"If you are interested in talking about Mayuri and Pratik, let me know," she said lowering her voice. I wasn't really interested in talking about them but then it was important to take Sneha into confidence. Silently, we both headed into her bedroom to talk. Pratik was surely asleep as he was usually after returning from a business trip.

"Does Mayuri know?" she asked.

"That Pratik would be targeting her," she clarified.

"Yes. She feels like a queen now."

"There is nothing more exquisite than being plowed by his penis," she responded.

"If she enjoys then you are okay, right?" I asked.

"Yes."

"He loves to have it everyday," she said, "So, Mayuri might be busy noon time when Pratik comes over home for lunch."

"What about you?" I asked.

"I am happy with few times a week," she quipped.

"Also, I can't do the kind of stuff he expects," she dropped in, "only the other women can do that!"

I smiled nervously, not wanting to make her uncomfortable. We were still standing inside her bedroom, just by the door; the door wasn't locked, just pulled in.

"Would you like a couple of times with me?" I asked, stepping closer to her. She was surprised by my move but didn't flinch.

"You are beautiful," I said and stepped close to take her in my arms. I had to push my luck. Within moments, we were engaged in a sensuous kiss that could rival Dolly's sensual ones. Sneha was a good kisser. Her kiss was prolonged, quite unusual for me but I went with the flow.

"Breaking the kiss," she said, "we shouldn't do it. Pratik doesn't like it."

"Why?" I asked surprised.

"That's the way he is."

"A little bit of foreplay is fine but no intercourse," she quipped.

"But he would be fucking Mayuri!" I complained.

"You see," she said, "Mayuri wants it."

"How do you know that?" I countered.

"Her body language was similar to that of Dolly's just before she gave in," she retorted.

"Buy some condoms," she advised, "the large ones."

"May not need them right now but in a few months they would be necessary."

Our conversation got disrupted by Mayuri as she came downstairs looking for me. She didn't find anything strange as we were comfortably seated on her bed talking to each other. After some small chat, Mayuri and I headed to our bedroom. Once we were comfortable in our bed, she asked, "Did you find anything odd today?"

"You were affectionate towards Pratik," I promptly responded.

"Absolutely," she said, "I wanted to let him know that I am available."

"Did he get the message?"

"Sort of," she said.

"Why did he head to bed early tonight?"

"He needs to recharge himself," she said.

"I am not sure though whether this is a good idea," she added.

"Why?" I asked.

"He is shabby," she complained.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"He didn't seem properly dressed, didn't seem to have showered in preparation and more importantly, he didn't even bother to use mouth freshener, knowing that he was trying to court me!"

"Wait a minute," I interjected.

"Was this planned?" I asked.

"Not planned but anticipated," she clarified.

"What bothered you the most?" I asked.

"His stale breath," she answered.

"Really? I thought you could handle it."

"Yes but I expected him to impress, at least the first time," she complained. I smiled in response.

"For your information," I said, "he has seen his Dentist several times last couple of weeks."

"So, he is certainly preparing," I said.

"How do you know?" she asked surprised.

"I have done my homework."

"Looks like you are really looking forward to it," she responded.

"It's been three months since you experienced someone else," I retorted.

"And you are concerned enough to share my womb with your best friend," she said in a condescending tone.

"We didn't decide," I said tactfully.

"Decide we did," she retorted, "by moving to Denver."

"I hope he is really endowed and not like Vinil," she exhaled.

"You shouldn't worry about it," I said assuring her.

"Rohini assured that you wouldn't be disappointed," I added.

"Let me make it clear," she said in a stern voice.

"Once I have accepted him," she continued.

"I would unequivocally let him know that I am his wife under this roof."

"You are the provider," she said, "but I would be looking towards him for anything related to sex."

I was aware of Mayuri's strategies now. She employed these scare tactics to ensure that I had the buy in. I had obviously considered this as a possibility and was actually looking forward to it; especially after witnessing Pratik's specimen. Needless to mention we had yet another hot session that night.

Next morning as usual, Mayuri got up early, even though it was a Saturday. She went out for her morning walk; while I lazed in the bed. I wasn't thinking about my work but my mind shifted to Mayuri and Pratik when I heard someone outside. It was still very early, about 6:30am, so didn't think much would happen but Mayuri was gone for about half-an-hour. I hesitantly stepped out and found that Pratik was tiptoeing downstairs. I carefully followed him and positioned myself strategically to observe what was happening in the kitchen. Pratik himself was deciding on making his move. Mayuri was preparing to have the breakfast and she was bending down to check the contents of refrigerator. In a brazen act, Pratik moved to the kitchen and positioned himself right behind Mayuri with his crotch aligned with her butt. He held her waist and pushed his crotch into her butt. Mayuri reacted quickly and turned around to look who was behind her. She almost yelled but had a nervous smile instead of frowning at him. It just seemed that Pratik knew that Mayuri didn't approve of it but was willing to tolerate it. I wondered if this was the first instance or there was some history behind.

He said something to her, to which she shook her head and tried to get out of kitchen. He stood in her way but didn't try anything forcefully. He continued his talking. Mayuri was answering in mono syllables. He stepped a little closer but she stood her ground. And then Pratik laid his hand on her tummy. Mayuri checked the entrance to kitchen and the stairs hesitantly. Pratik had already made up his mind as he confidently held Mayuri's face in his hands and leaned forward to kiss. She was stiff like a Mannequin; closed her eyes and accepted his kiss. She didn't reciprocate but that didn't stop Pratik. Breaking the kiss, he said something to her. She again glanced at the entrance and replied. Pratik didn't show any apprehension despite the fact that his wife and Mayuri's husband were present under the same roof. Pratik's hand moved to her left breast and gently squeezed it. Mayuri again closed her eyes and enjoyed the pleasant sensation. He massaged both her breasts and said something again. She opened her eyes, looked at him first, and then again checked the entrance. This time, she moved her hands that were by her side, and circled his neck and offered him her lips again. Finally, she parted her lips and kissed him back with equal intensity. The whole thing took about five precarious minutes but Pratik nevertheless insisted that she kissed him back in the kitchen. Soon after, Pratik lead her to his upstairs bedroom for their first session. I wanted to eavesdrop but didn't have the courage to do so.

After about an hour, Mayuri returned to our bedroom. She locked the door and crashed next to me on the bed. She leaned forward and offered me a kiss. Her breath smelled of semen.


"You wouldn't believe the kind of sex I have had," she said.

"Oh my god," she exhaled, "I couldn't even get all of it inside!"

"Don't waste time," she said before I could respond.

"Eat it."

"It's fresh!"

Needless to mention it was indeed fresh, thick and abundant, just as it was when I last tasted it from Rohini. Things had moved much faster than either of us had anticipated. After her excitement subsided, she said, "That Bastard, didn't even brush his teeth and kissed me."

"Not only that," she said, "I responded."

She explained what else happened inside the room and how thrilled she was to lay her hands on his majestic penis. A peculiar thing, she noticed with him was that he wanted to take her anally and constantly probed her anus with his fingers, in every position they had sex. It wasn't just probing she said but he actually got dirty and inserted his fingers inside. All that left her anus sore and she suggested purchasing some lube to ease the friction. Mayuri admitted that she was apprehensive initially but was glad that she tried it. Upon asking if it was worth looking over his poor oral hygiene, her answer was a resounding yes.

Things were under the garb for the next four weeks. Pratik screwed her every afternoon during the weekdays. She sneaked into his bedroom early morning during the weekends to keep her average up. She felt despicably slutty to get up early morning and freshen up only to insert her tongue into his foul mouth. Yet, it somehow brightened her days. Perhaps the anticipation of intercourse with him obliterated her olfactory senses. Seemingly, Pratik was unconcerned about his morning breath and expected Mayuri to lock lips with him regardless. Mayuri figured that it was only the initial couple of minutes that bothered her and contrary to her instinct, wet kisses actually made it better. He showed no interest in going down on her and neither did he try to finger her pussy. His sole interest was her anus, which he fidgeted with relentlessly every time he made love to her.

Amidst all the hype, I was surprised by the frequency of her sessions. According to the statistics, Shrini clearly dwarfed Pratik, yet Mayuri claimed that she was satisfied. She admitted that Pratik was a sloth and preferred lazing around over everything else. Sure enough it reflected in the variety of positions - missionary, on top, and doggie - he had sex with her. Things turned swiftly when Sneha was in the hospital for delivery; a couple of anticipated complications required her to stay over. Pratik had unplanned work so he couldn't stay overnight with Sneha; instead I stayed back. Sneha, of course, made it worthwhile by swapping saliva with me and jerking me off. Married to someone whom she didn't like to kiss, Sneha was a great kisser. Over the past four weeks, we must have shared over fifty deep, intense kisses. In fact, it was simply those kisses, and on a few occasions little bit of boob squeezes that she allowed. While she did grope my penis, she never tried to jerk me off until completion except that night. It dawned on me the reason for her courtesy when she said, "Mayuri must have had a fantastic night," in the morning.

Upon returning back with my heart thumping wildly, I found that Mayuri was still asleep but Pratik was gone. She was wearing her flimsy nightie and the bed was in complete disarray, betraying the events of last night. Upon close inspection, I found several spots on the bed sheet that seemed to be Pratik's dried semen. Mayuri was naked beneath her nightie. It didn't take much time for me to start licking her well used pussy. Mayuri was fast asleep and it took few minutes of effort to wake her up. She squirmed and holding my head tightly up against her pussy, encouraged me to do lick it clean. Pratik had screwed her thrice that night; and each session of her lasted about an hour. She didn't let me fuck her because she was sore with the action that night. It didn't bother as I had already been having regular sessions with her every night. The same pattern repeated that night with me at the hospital and Pratik at home.

Surprisingly, Pratik showed remarkable restraint during those four weeks. However, this must be expected for someone who has bedded all the women from our group. Mayuri certainly had a satisfying sixth month of her pregnancy. She anticipated the rest of the months to be even more exciting given that Sneha would be busy with her motherly duties.

The following weekend, when we were engaged in a slightly longish amorous foreplay, I asked her, "How was your first month with him?"

She was amused. We were avoiding talking much about it; mostly letting our actions speak.

"Great," she exhaled.

"Thanks to your ambition," she added. She was alluding to the reason why we moved to Denver.

"Work hard," she urged, "We might have a large family to support!"

"You are thinking about the next one?" I asked.

"And the one after," she cheekily admitted.

"Are you sure?" I asked.

"Absolutely."

"Just because of his size?" I asked.

"No," she said, and added, "He is much thicker than Shrini but only slightly longer."

"Then why?"

"He has the aura of the alpha male Lion."

"How so," I asked surprised.

"Just like the lionesses, he expects his women to come to him for sex and procreation."

"He courts but not as often."

"The reality is that he doesn't care about them but just knows that he has in it him."

"Shrini was well endowed but he didn't have the character," she clarified.

"You complained he doesn't look after his hygiene," I retorted.

"Yet he knows, every morning your wife would gladly swap saliva with him. She would gladly ignore the pungent odor of his penis while pleasing him."

Mayuri had started visiting Pratik on a daily basis in the mornings as he didn't have his regular dosage of sex from Sneha.

"He also doesn't bother about your presence," she continued.

"He has screwed me in the downstairs bathroom, inside the car while parked in garage, and even inside our bedroom closet."

"All when you were at home, during our normal waking hours."

"You kidding," I exhaled, surprised by her admission. She shook her head, smiling.

"You seem to be a little too comfortable with him," I remarked, hesitatingly.

"Are you sure, nothing happened before we moved here?"

She was very intimate with him in a remarkably short span of time. It took a long while for her to be comfortable with Shrini. Her guilt ridden smile answered the question amply. Over the next few days, she reluctantly shared the details about her initiation with him.

It happened the last night of the get-together we had before Shrini and Rohini headed back. Pratik had headed home earlier on some pretext. Mayuri attributed the blame to Rohini. Although, Rohini had floated the idea of Pratik, Mayuri wasn't keen - partly due to his poor hygiene, partly due to his unattractive looks. He was also fat and out of shape.

That evening, the ladies visited the indoor swimming pool for a late night swim, although it wasn't allowed. Mayuri wore a two piece swimsuit that Rohini and Sneha had purchased for her. Her fourth month bulge was apparent in that skimpy swimsuit. Our pool was indoors and practically in the basement due to the uneven terrain of the place where we lived. It was private and quiet as there weren't windows or outlets, except vents for air circulation. The changing rooms were either of the entrance to the Olympic size pool. Dolly headed back earlier to catch on sleep but Rohini, Sneha, and Mayuri enjoyed until about 10:00 pm. Our pool closed at 10:30 pm, so they decided to call it a night. Mayuri headed to the restroom to relieve herself while Sneha and Rohini headed to the showers, joking that there was no harm in using the shower cubicles. The shower rooms and the restrooms were next to each other inside, and due to the quietness, it was easy to hear them in the other room. Absent mindedly, she entered the restroom after gathering her belongings behind Rohini and Sneha. She almost yelped when she was dragged into the restroom all of a sudden. It was Pratik; he covered her mouth to muffle her cry. She was surprised but thought he might have been expecting Sneha.

She seductively whispered, "Sneha is heading for the shower." The shower cubicles offered some privacy if he wanted to take the risk.

"I know," he answered. Her face paled when she heard that. It dawned on her that she was practically naked in front of Pratik in the two piece swimsuit. It was perfectly design for the advantage of Pratik, showing ample cleavage. She was in shock and didn't utter anything but kept looking at him.

"Someone could catch you in here," she reasoned. It was time to close the pool and she expected the security person to show up any minute. He responded by stepping towards her. They were in the corner restroom meant for handicapped folks that had ample room. She stepped back involuntarily. Rohini's suggestions went through her mind and it seemed she had arranged for this. However, she didn't expect Pratik to be reckless enough to jeopardize both her and his marriage. She wondered if Sneha was guilty as well. Rohini had assured of his sexual prowess, so this was her chance to find out.

The silence was unbearable and finally, she tried to squeeze out of the narrow gap between him and her. He blocked her. She pleaded, "Please let me go."

He shook his head, smiling at her predicament.

"Waited too long," he finally uttered.

She shuddered when he placed his hand on her slightly distended tummy. Gently stroking her belly, he muttered, "Should have been mine." Her heart skipped a beat upon hearing that.

"Never mind," he said looking up to her, smiling.

"You are quite young," he reasoned.

"What are you talking about?" mumbled, Mayuri finally.

"You know," he calmly answered.

"In fact, you are relishing at the prospect," he said, leaving her to fill in the blanks. Her mind couldn't register his words - she was still in a state of blur - but his cocky nature had definitely aroused her. She was lubricating profusely despite having a satiating week with Shrini. Unlike, Shrini, Pratik didn't show any excitement of having an opportunity to make love with a beautiful woman. She knew him for a long time but never expected him to be bold and intimidating. She noticed that Pratik did embody some of the desirable traits she looked for in her prospective mates. It was simply a matter of his equipment now.

She observed his physique carefully. He stood about 5' 10", a little shorter than Shrini but considerably taller than me. He was overweight and had a sizeable paunch. He was dark but not much darker than me. Due to his bodyweight, his age showed clearly; he was thirty-six years old. She had no reason to be fascinated by him. His hygiene was legendary in our group. A pungent odor from his underarms clearly demarcated the air surrounding him in the pristine, well chlorinated restroom. His body had plentiful hair contrast to Shrini and me. His darkish lips showcased his yellowish teeth that accentuated his stale breath.

Mayuri deliberated with herself in vain; the package wasn't alluring. Yet, she craved his bold demeanor. Shrini never showed this kind of assurance during their early days of courtship. Pratik had the audacity to walk into ladies room, and court her, almost, in presence of his wife. This despite his ordinary looks and questionable hygiene.

"Let's see," he said breaking her reverie. His hand moved to her pelvis. Her hands moved to stop him, judging the need to shield her flimsy pantie. While the ladies were cooling down on the other side, the chemistry between them was boiling hot on this side.

He was in no hurry. He had already cornered his mare. She held his hands in a vice grip while her eyes were locked with his. Against her better judgment, her body was preparing for the ensuing session. His steely gaze reminded her of Yarraman and how he would have communicated his alpha male status to Belle. Yarraman had neither a need nor desire to prove his status. It was understood. His ability to court Belle was not questionable.

Several moments passed in that state. Pratik patiently waited for her resolve to weaken. The ladies on the other side had finished with their shower and were calling to her. She looked at him for guidance. Her grip eased but she held his hands in hers. Pratik was unconcerned about the other two women; his eyes still mating with hers. When they called for her again, she involuntarily let go of his hands but in the process guided his hands to pelvic area. She kept an eye on the women but her hands went behind her bum raising her pelvis further providing better access. It was sudden but subtle invitation from a demure young wife.

She held her breath when Pratik inspected her vagina by sliding aside gusset of her pantie. A loud moan escaped her mouth as his fingers effortlessly slid inside the folds of her lubricated pussy. She was annoyed by the shameless capitulation of her body. The lubricating fluids gushing onto his fingers. He lewdly licked his slick fingers after withdrawing from her hole and remarked about the sweet taste of her pussy. She frowned.

"I wasn't wrong," he quipped, in his usual, loud voice.

"Shh..." she urged. He stood at a comfortable distance; it narrowed but not at the required pace. Her awkward position - pelvis jutting out indecently - welcomed his new stallion.

"Tell me," he quipped, again, in his usual voice. She quickly hushed him, in the process disengaging from the act.

"They might be looking for me," she remarked. Her thoughts were of leaving but her body had involuntarily moved closer to him. She realized when the cold wall behind wasn't making her uncomfortable anymore. A thin waft of air separated them. Her quandary was apparent. She didn't want to be caught by the ladies and neither did she want to leave without sampling his specimen.

"Tell me," he asked her once more. She reacted urgently and hushed him; her hand on his lips and her body glued to his. His stale breath hit her when whispered, "Tell me," with utmost precision, "is there a place for another one," by placing his hand on her womb. A shiver ran through her spine; her lips quivered in anticipation and her eyelids lowered in submission.

On the behavioral scale, Pratik had aced her test. The self-assured, arrogant attitude that she found missing in Shrini was in abundance.

She vividly recollected that his breath was questionable; yet she yearned to insert her tongue into his mouth. He stood tall with his breath blowing on her nose, so she tried standing on her toes, bringing her lips at level with his.

"You wouldn't regret," he whispered, sending yet another waft of stale air. However, to her pleasant surprise, her hands were directed to his manhood. His fly was open. Her hands hesitantly slipped into his trousers to cup his erection. The thick sausage riveted her attention from his stale breath. She pushed his underwear down to free his semi-flaccid penis. It was long and very thick. Just like Shrini, his sacs were sizeable and drooped behind his oversized penis. It fascinated her. She wondered if she could accommodate him.

While she was busy assessing her new stallion, the ladies from the other room became curious.

"Mayuri," called Sneha, "What's taking you so long?"

"Nothing," responded Mayuri.

"I have a stomach upset," she added. Her hands that were stroking his penis stopped for a moment. Rohini and Sneha's chatter annoyed her. Pratik, however, was relaxed. She looked into his eyes to chart out the plan. He showed no hesitation and it was evident that he intended to mount his mare.

He stooped down to taste her lips. Despite her reservations, she found herself on her toes offering him a kiss. It was a delicate kiss; their tongues explored each other's mouths. She gulped loads of his saliva as he practically drooled into her mouth. Her hands were busy stroking his penis and massaging his balls.

"Are you willing?" he whispered between his kisses.

"It's huge," she moaned.

"Are you going to be long?" yelled Sneha. Mayuri continued her kissing, ignoring Sneha. She wasn't concerned about getting caught and the only thing on her mind was his majestic penis. She lined up his penis against the entrance of her prized pussy. The fat knob made inroads into the thin wedge between her lips. Even the knob seemed considerably bigger than Shrini's.

"Hurry up," yelled Sneha as she marched towards the restroom. Mayuri froze! Pratik, however, had already cocked up the trigger; his knees bent, his hands pulling on her butt.

Rohini interjected, "Let us leave, she will join us." And both of them quickly left the ladies room. Inside, in the impending position, Pratik asked, "Are you my slut?"

She answered by latching onto his lips. The knob gradually moved inside her and she was surprised at how slick her pussy was. His hand moved further down on her butt, till his index finger probed her anus. The combination was unbearable and she shuddered with her first climax. Only a little over half of it was embedded inside. Pratik increased the tempo by roughly fingering her anus. She squirmed, which only caused more of his penis to make way deep inside. She had never felt so full; not even with Shrini.

"Wouldn't you want to conceive from this?" he asked. He still hadn't commenced his humping but Mayuri had already climaxed. He drove in his penis to the hilt with one swift moment while synchronizing it with his finger barging into her anus. Mayuri hadn't experienced this mixture of pain and pleasure during intercourse. She groaned in pain but he stifled her cries by his kiss. Pratik initiated his slow humping motion. It was an unusual position but she tried accommodating him balancing herself against him. Gone were her apprehensions of his poor hygiene. Her mouth was practically glued to his the whole five minutes of his slow fucking. The descent from her first climax was ephemeral as she moved onto her next one.

Pratik was relishing it. It wasn't simply the fact that he was screwing a young, beautiful woman. It was also her response; she melted as soon as his penis pierced her tight vagina. Her lubrication was running down his penis to his sacs and anus.

A whole fifteen minutes had passed since she had entered the restroom. They both were sweating, although the room was quite cold. He increased the tempo her rapidly towards her second orgasm. She was getting uncomfortable in her position, so encouraged him to take her from behind. She felt the void inside her vagina - when the cold air sneaked inside - as Pratik disengaged from her.

In her new position, she leaned forward facing the wall, presenting her butt to him after spreading her feet. Pratik didn't engage but inspected his mare. For a moment, she became conscious but a moan escaped her mouth when Pratik played with her anus. Shrini rarely played with her anus, so it was a new feeling. The juices spread from her vagina had reduced the friction making his ministrations pleasurable.

"You are hot," he complimented for the first time. She smiled.

His fascination for her anus showed clearly as he spent several minutes probing it. His fingers would gently probe, massage surrounding area, before homing in to penetrate the tight sphincter muscles. Mayuri would clench her teeth to endure the discomfort and experience the pleasure.

"You can't handle the pill, right?" he asked.

"Nooo," she groaned as his fingers were logged inside now. In her mind, she had already accepted his proposal. Only he had rightful claim to her fertile womb, she thought. Even if she were on pill, she would go off it to fulfill his claim.

"Just make sure Sameer uses a condom," he whispered into her ear. Mayuri enjoyed verbal foreplay. Shrini didn't have penchant for that; it was only her constant encouragement that made him react.


"Better yet, avoid it during your fertile periods," he continued.

Mayuri reached back and stroked his penis that was losing stiffness. After fiddling with her anus for over five minutes, he initiated his humping motion. Again with a swift moment, he was lodged inside her, getting a loud grunt from her. Pratik humped her at a decent pace for the next five minutes before showing signs of ejaculation. It seemed Pratik couldn't hold it as long as Shrini but she attributed it to his first time with her.

He slowed his tempo and took her in his arms from behind. She was practically standing upright with a thick sausage slithering through her vagina. He played with her nipples, nuzzling into her neck. Yet again, she found that her pelvic muscles were much stiffer and offering lot of friction to his invading penis, in this new position.

When his finger moved to her clit, her body convulsed, launching her into second climax. She leaned back, offering her mouth to his kiss. Pratik latched onto her lips and kissed her passionately. She confessed of fantasizing me sucking on her clit while he plowed her pussy. Surely, she imagined my tongue in place of his fingers.

"Are you still a virgin there?" he asked referring to her anus. She nodded, with a smile.

"Won't stay for long," he added, again kissing her lips. Mayuri explained the position had intensified her experience; it seemed his penis was knocking her cervix with every stroke. He pushed her to lean forward again, making space for his finger to enter her anus. Again, it annoyed her but she resisted the urge to stop him. After all, it was the first time she experienced pain in sexual act while having intercourse. The only other time she found it painful was when Shrini humped her face. Her excitement had elevated several notches. She finally met an alpha male mounting her on his own terms - with utter disregard to her preferences.

Pratik continued his stroking along with his perverse act for the next several minutes. He had certainly controlled it far more than she had expected. He added yet another act to her repertoire - to withstand anal manipulation without any lubrication.

They heard the security person call to verify if someone was in. She responded quickly, "Give me ten minutes."

"Hurry up," she urged him.

"He can wait," he responded.

She was getting uncomfortable in the cold room and wanted to wrap it up quickly. She disengaged and turned around. Her modesty returned when she looked at him again. She laid her eyes on his equipment. The thick dark knob lay exposed, glistening with her juices. It was slightly curved up. She approved of it once again. Pratik urged her to spread her legs in the standing position. But she had different thoughts. She stroked his penis gently, still mesmerized by its beauty. Pratik kissed her again as she weighed the idea of kneeling down to take it into her mouth.

Her heart won over her mind - that was stopping her from acting too slutty. She slid down and kneeled in front of him taking his penis in her mouth. She relished it with delicate strokes of her tongue. She also licked the repository of baby making semen, encouraging him to ejaculate quickly.

Pratik, however, was more interested in sliding it inside, past her throat. Length was not much of an issue now; but thickness still was. She alternated between allowing him to push his penis in her mouth and delicate licks. She was getting tired and after about ten minutes of fellatio, she stood up to stretch her legs.

"Let's get cracking," he said kissing her lips. He wanted to take her from behind again. And this time, she anticipated a brisk tempo.

"There is a lot to deposit inside," he quipped lining his penis at the entrance of her pussy. He plowed for a further two minutes before depositing his semen inside. His penis twitched and shot several spurts of his sperm deep inside her. Her inner walls were inundated with his thick semen. There wasn't much chance for her if she had been in her fertile period. She turned around to look at his spent equipment. Without much encouragement she kneeled down again to clean his penis of her juices and his semen.

It lasted only for about twenty five minutes with five minutes of prelude. They left the restroom together. Rohini and Sneha had inadvertently, perhaps intentionally, carried her stuff back; leaving her no option to walk back in that state. Pratik offered his jacket but that still left plenty of her body to admire. He walked her upstairs with his arm around her waist. The security person smiled as they sauntered across the lobby. Little did he realize that Pratik was escorting someone else's wife. She cursorily objected to his behavior but realized that it was quite dark outside anyway.

Mayuri thought about her recent episode and how satisfied she was in just twenty-five minutes. Although, she wasn't comfortable, she liked the spontaneity. Leading her to the stairs instead of the elevator, he offered yet another hint. Upstairs, just before exiting the stairs, she turned around and offered him a kiss. Surprisingly, Pratik kissed her back, forcing his tongue inside her mouth, in the process tasting his own semen.

The session with Pratik had certainly convinced her about his virility. Moving to Denver meant continuing the lifestyle. Not sustainable given all she thought about was getting pregnant. The financial implications of the move were too enticing for either of us to resist the move. My new compensation and the lower cost of living compensated for her salary as well. The two year tenure allowed her to contemplate the possibility and perhaps getting pregnant by him.

[Darksam]

The next whole month, Sneha was preoccupied with her baby; she had little time for Pratik and me. Mayuri was obviously occupied with her bedroom activities, making out three times every week day - twice with Pratik and once with me. During the weekends it was erratic but she made sure that the morning sessions with him were never compromised.


Mayuri continued her activities clandestinely. Her plan for Denver started unfolding gradually. Early one Friday, quite unexpectedly, she shared her thoughts; usually she tiptoed early morning to please her lover but this morning, she insisted on playing with me.

"Good morning, sleepyhead." She nuzzled into me. Her fresh breath confirmed that she had prepared for morning ordeal with him. It was a little early. She stroked my shrunken penis.

"You have forgotten your role." I turned around and tried to kiss her but she evaded and pointing to her pelvis, said, "Not these, down there!"

She wore her flimsy nightie that didn't conceal but rather accentuated her assets.

Looking into my eyes, she said, "We will make a few changes." She massaged my penis but focused on my sperm producing testicles. Ever since she moved to Denver, her cuckolding tendencies hand intensified. She spent more time on the sacs and would quite often manhandle them.

"Now that he has proved his virility," she seethed, "it is only appropriate that we apportion mating rights!"

Even in that state of slumber, my penis didn't let her down.

"So, you agree," she chuckled, in response to my twitching penis in her hand.

She straddled me in a reverse cowgirl position; instead of straddling my pelvis, she had wrapped her legs around me face. Usually, she offered her vaginal lips but this time she offered her pungent asshole. She didn't pay as much attention to her hygiene as she did with Shrini as Pratik never bothered going south on her. She again took my penis that was again gorged with blood in preparation for the next act.

"Under this roof," she exhaled, lowering herself on my face, "I am reserved for him."

"You may have chance occasionally," she quipped. I inhaled the pungent aroma and pleasured her anus with my tongue. Mayuri responded pretty quickly as she moaned and played with my pecker.

"He wants' to penetrate it," she muttered.

Shocked with her admission, I asked, "Are you sure?"

"Worth a try?"

It didn't seem like a smart idea; she was at the end of her seventh month. However, Mayuri was strong willed and obstinate about some things. She would definitely attempt to please him, I thought. Pleased with my oral service, she urged me to mount her. She lay sideways and waited for my clumsy attempts to penetrate her. The doggie position was reserved for the alpha male; beta male had to find his own ways of mounting the bitch. It was becoming increasingly difficult for me to achieve any real penetration in that position. Not until Mayuri cooperated. Often she refused to cooperate. Sometimes, it was to simply humiliate me but most times because she didn't have as much energy. She earnestly offered her lips as I slide next to her, ignoring my stale breath.

"Aren't you going?"

"No," she replied.

She lifted her leg, only a little, to make way for my penis. With a little difficulty, I found the entrance and shoved tip of my penis inside her. The wet warmth of her vagina felt like heaven. Finding that I could only insert less than half of it inside with great difficulty, she remarked, "Not much use is it?"

"Is it any wonder that your wife opts for your friends to father your children?"

"Even in this position," she smirked, "Pratik penetrates as much you would in traditional missionary position."

"What's worse," she said condescendingly, "your wife feels obliged to allow deeper penetration!"

Mayuri was in playful mood and made it even more difficult to penetrate by straightening herself. All her taunting had made me even more desperate and I resorted to kissing her whilst squeezing her breasts.

"Hmm..." she moaned into my mouth.

"Exquisite!"

Kissing was always an important act for us. It reached its zenith during our stay at Denver. Perhaps it was due to Pratik's fascination for kissing and Sneha's apprehensions of exchanging saliva with him. Mayuri had resorted to kissing all the more under his roof. Her fascination with him had also left very little time for me and consequently indulged me by kissing me more often. Even the occasional kisses that we stole during the day were intense. While Sneha, rarely kissed Pratik, she frequently indulged him.

Mayuri enjoyed kissing me but with Pratik she confessed that her vagina would profusely ooze as soon as she inserted her tongue into his foul mouth. The sheer anticipation of kissing him with his morning breath made her giddy.

She continued swapping saliva with me tolerating my futile attempts to achieve any real penetration. Her masterly plan, however, was working. Although, she didn't allow much penetration, her butt and thighs did render sufficient friction to make it pleasurable. It was strangely insulting as Mayuri employed her ass cheeks and inner thighs to squeeze my penis in order to relieve me of my misery. Having already screwed her early that night, I was in no hurry. Not sure if it was the perverse nature of the act or whether the penis was rubbing her G-Spot but Mayuri responded. Her moans revealed that she was indeed enjoying the episode. Eventually, my persistent approach melted her resolve and she lifted her leg, clearing the entrance to the hole that had captured Pratik's attention. With in no time, I drove my penis into her and now more than half of it was lodged inside. She pulled me inside with her one hand but her intention was to finger my butthole instead. Her finger invaded my anus ruthlessly. Burying it inside up to her knuckle, she urged me. We climaxed a few moments later.

"Need we discuss apportioning of mating rights?" she asked, catching her breath.

As explained earlier, she was evaluating the option of getting pregnant by him but there wasn't much of resistance from her side to this idea. Neither was it a question of whether Pratik would impregnate her; it was a question of when he would do so. Ever since, she moved under Pratik's roof, she took care of herself physically and religiously performed her Kegel exercises. The objective was to appease Pratik by providing him an illusion of her virginity. Shrini of course had already foiled her attempts. To her merit, she had the unparalleled ability of making someone ejaculate by simply employing her vaginal muscles. She rarely attempted that with me; always reserving it for her lovers.

Later in the day, we spoke about the morning episode when we were both sober. Mayuri finally admitted that despite her reservations she was sexually drawn towards him. While sexually not as adventurous as Shrini, he was matchless with regards to his equipment. Strangely, his slothful behavior enamored Mayuri. Pratik would either pursue her madly or completely ignore her. Often, he would court her at inopportune times and expect her to reciprocate. They did it in the garage, in the car while parked inside the garage, in the downstairs bathroom and so on. Contrasting that, his indolence knew no bounds when Mayuri solicited his attention in the mornings. He would not budge easily and only after serious coercion would he respond. Yet he had captivated her mind.

"Sameer," she spoke on the phone, "since you have brought us to this."

"We need to get mentally prepared for more children." I was listening, knowing that's what she wanted from me.

"Neither Pratik nor me would be able to resist this temptation!"

"Here is our chance," she urged, "to live this lifestyle."

"Under this roof," she choked, "let us pander to your cuckold and my cuckolding tendencies."

There was silence for several moments on the phone.

"Are you listening?" she asked.

"Hmm..." I nodded.

"Do you agree?" she stuttered.

It was true we were enjoying the lifestyle. It was only the act of procreation that bothered me. Not because someone else was fathering our children but because of fear of my ability to support so many children. Even when I overlooked that aspect the thought of Pratik fathering our children pinched me. Why Pratik, I wondered? Once again, I decided to ask Mayuri the very same question, to which she had already answered several times.

"Why Pratik?" I countered. She gasped out of frustration. Gathering herself, she answered, "Because..."

"It has to be someone other than you."

"Someone," her words trailed, "who is well endowed."

"And," she paused, before adding, "Someone who is trustworthy." "There aren't many who fit these criteria," she exhaled.

She had reasoned it well. However, my mind was not willing to accept him. His looks weren't appealing and I wondered if our children should inherit his characteristics.

"Not to mention," she added, "his personal traits that draw out the slut in me."

"It acts as an aphrodisiac for you as well - me acting slutty for him!"

We went through several arguments before settling on the decision to pursue it.

"What are the rules of engagement?" I dared to ask.

Preliminary tension had evaporated. We started out sober in the conversation but were oozing sex now.

"Let's see," she said, collecting her thoughts, "under this roof, Pratik has exclusive access to my womb."

"All of us under this roof should be aware of this in black-and-white."

"As regards to our activity - it would mostly happen in Pratik's office room."

"However, our marital bedroom should have place for him as well."

"You would use a condom - always - and absolutely no sex for you during my fertile period!"

"With regards to our regular life," she said, "I would act as his consort in presence of complete strangers."

"And even in your presence I would affiliate with him."

These rules aren't set in stone but they could only be made stricter.

"Do you agree?" she asked.

"I agree."

"What happens when we move out?" I asked.

"We continue the lifestyle," she chuckled, "but don't get into the procreating business."

"Is the contract for exactly two years?" she asked.

"Approximately."

"That means it could be more or less?"

"Only more - not less," I quipped.

"I wager he would father two of our children," she remarked.

"You would wish for three, though," I added, playfully.

"Oh, BTW, tonight, Pratik is taking me out on a date," she added just as we were about to hang. The pangs of jealousy gnawed me. The sloth was finally dating my wife - the beautiful women he lech'd at during our college days.

That evening I was late from work Mayuri waited for me to get home. It was part of her humiliation to leave in front of my eyes holding his arm. She soon guided me to our bedroom to have a private conversation before stepping out. The whole atmosphere was charged; even Sneha showed it in her disapproving look.

She was dressed in a simple Salwar Khameez but something looked amiss. Her breasts were drooping unusually. Offering a peck on my lips, she whispered, excitedly, "He gave me special rings as a gift!"

"Not that kind she said, as I inspected her earrings.

"Not those kind either," she sensually uttered as my eyes riveted towards her feet.

Biting her lower lip, she nonverbally invited me towards her. Hugging her, I tried to kiss but she evaded it and instead guided my hands to her breasts. It quickly registered why her breasts looked droopy. They weren't supported by brassiere. Upon realizing the possibility that she could have pierced her nipples for him, my pecker immediately responded.

"Have you gotten them pierced?"

She shook her head and lifting her Khameez showed her breasts. Tiny rings encircled her nipples but they didn't look secure. Her tiny nipples weren't long enough to entertain those kinds of rings. They adorned her breasts her though.

"Soon these would be long enough to hold two of them."

"No permanent marks for me," she reasoned as I inspected her breasts. Flicking my tongue across her nipple, I sensed the cold metal that surely must be reminding her of their presence.

"What about the scar marks on your tummy?" I asked.

"Not much of choice there," she reasoned.

"Why aren't you wearing your brassiere?" I asked.

"It was his wish."

"Wanted to parade your wife to the serving waiters."

"Have you changed your mind?" she asked.

"About what we talked in the morning," she clarified.

I shook my head.

"I would let Pratik know about it over dinner," she said excitedly, stepping out.

Waving to both of us, Mayuri and Pratik stepped out for their adventure. Closing the door, Sneha turned around and kissed me. She fervently kissed me right at the door just as they pulled out of the driveway. She led me to her bedroom. Fully clothed, we rolled onto her bed like teenagers, passionately kissing each other. Just as we were getting into the act, her baby girl started crying. Sneha picked her up from the cradle and tried to pacify her. The baby was hungry, so it didn't work and Sneha had to breastfeed her. It was an awkward moment as neither of us knew the appropriate thing to do. She took a shawl to cover her partially exposed breast on which the little girl was feeding. Not many liked the taste of mother's milk but I liked and I had tasted from Rohini's breast earlier.

Nature took its course as Sneha couldn't resist my sexual advance while breast feeding her daughter. She returned my kisses passionately. In no time, I got rid of the shawl and exposed her other breast as well. Her breasts were gorged with milk and mere kneading of them caused them to spill milk. Needing no encouragement, I kneeled in front of her and latched onto her other breast. The thin, steady stream of milk flooded my mouth. Sneha liked the pleasant sensation as I played with her nipple by gently nibbling at it.

I guided her to lie down on the bed so that I could inspect her distended vagina. She resisted; only cursorily. Just like Mayuri, she was extremely fair with milky white, blemish less complexion. Her pussy lips were not as pinkish but very attractive. She was, however, much bigger than Mayuri and even her pelvis looked humongous to me. Getting rid of her panties I finally noticed her vagina that was quite large compared to Mayuri's - perhaps it was because of Sneha's build, perhaps it was because of bearing a child.

She moaned audibly as I pleasured her with my tongue. Satisfying her completely, I moved up to kiss her. The baby girl was asleep and we could now lavish attention on each other. She again kissed me passionately.

"I never experienced such pleasure," she quipped.

"Why?"

"Pratik never does that," she hesitantly responded. She moved her hand to my penis and stroked it, through my pajamas.

"Is it like your husbands?" I dared ask.

"You know the answer," she quipped, not looking into my eyes.

"Is he really big?" I asked. She looked into my eyes and smiled nervously.

"Yes but there are things that you excel at," she assured.

"Like what?"

"Kissing, going down on me," she said. Her hand was all along busy stroking my penis. When I motioned to mount her, she abruptly asked, "What are you doing?"

"We can't do that." Her eyes conveyed her disapproval distinctly.

"Pratik doesn't approve of it," she said, avoiding looking at me.

"Pratik likes to kiss, I heard," I said, diverting her attention.

"Yes he does, but I don't like to kiss him and neither did Dolly like it."

"How come Mayuri likes it?"

"She has the right qualities - she revels in the experience."

"We could be good friends," she said looking at me.

"Did Dolly ever go out with him like this?" I asked.

"Never."

"She detested him!"

"There is something about Mayuri..." her words trailed.

"What?" I encouraged.

"She is beautiful," she said, "and very willing in the bedroom."

"Dolly wasn't as willing," she remarked.

"What do you mean?"

"Mayuri could do things we would never do..." she said lowering her eyes.

"Let's not talk about them," she stopped herself abruptly.

Like a gentleman, I honored her plea of not pushing her for more than she promised to offer.

Mayuri and Pratik returned a little late that night. They headed to Pratik's office room instead of kicking me out of our bedroom. Although, that day didn't seem far. For the first time, I had the urge to eavesdrop on them. Pursuing my instincts, I tip-toed to the door and listened to their ordeal inside. Unlike the episodes with Shrini, these lacked aural luster. They didn't communicate much and occasionally, I had slurping sounds and eventually it was Mayuri's groans. It became apparent that she was allowing him to take her anally as her groans, although not loud, were indicative of her plight. She would urge him to stop but then would relent again. This went on for well over twenty minutes after which she seemed to have adjusted to his size and enjoyed the action as conveyed by her moans. It was too mellow for me to keep me glued so I retreated to my bedroom soon.

The next morning, Mayuri woke me up early to share the story of last night. She obviously hadn't had enough and she kissed me passionately. Gently probing her ass I realized that she indeed lost her anal virginity. Curious to observe the state of her anus, I slid down and with the aid of a torch inspected her anus. She gladly lifted her legs and allowed me intimate access. Sure enough her sphincter muscles looked abused. It was swollen red and loose. Without any encouragement my tongue moved into the crack to soothe her abused asshole. She didn't object but warned me to be gentle. She confirmed that he indeed was able to achieve full penetration; a splendid achievement in the eighth month of her pregnancy. There was no trace of semen and it seemed he had used a condom. From the tell tale signs, it seemed that she also had a morning session with him.

"Did you do it in the morning?" I asked.

"Yes," she replied, "it was the third time for the night."

"Every time it was in the back hole," she sensually added.

"Did it hurt?" I asked.

"Yes," she quipped, "but mostly it was fun."

"Check it out," she said pulling something from the bedside table. It was a plastic zipper bag that contained some white stuff. As she delicately pried out one of the things, it became apparent that she had saved his condoms from last night. I moved up to her to inspect it closely.

"Let's compare," she said, pulling out my taut penis from my pajamas.

Not surprisingly, the condom was much larger compared to my erect penis. I didn't realize the chasm between our penises but later on found that he was about two sizes bigger than me. It was clear why she had chosen him to be her new stallion.

"Any doubt he would soon impregnate me?" She chuckled; her intention was only to highlight potency of his ejaculations.

"Check out," she added, "how stuffy these are?"

For having ejaculated thrice in a night they were saturated with the white gooey stuff. Her fascination with his penis and his semen was apparent as she played with the limp casings. She moved one hand to my penis and stroked my penis as she fiddled with the condom. She looked at me as I enjoyed the pleasant sensations.

"Isn't he the Yarraman from your dreams?" she asked casually.

"Just the kind of stuff, Brolga would have wanted for Belle," she said, waving the condom in front of me. She drew it closer to her nose to inhale the musky odor.

"In his fantasies," she seethed, "he would only lick Belle's pussy, in the hope of tasting Yarraman's seed one day."

"He wouldn't mount her but only prepare and soothe her with his tongue," she said by wickedly squeezing my balls. She leaned forward to kiss me while continuing her torture. She continued it for a little while; perhaps she was making up her mind on how to escalate her humiliation to the next level.

"You may have the privilege of tasting it in person," she quipped, breaking the kiss, her lips still stacked over mine, "but for now you will have to do with this."


She unloaded the remnants of one of the condoms into her mouth, and tantalizingly displaying it as in porn movies, she leaned forward to kiss me; full expecting my reciprocation. I didn't disappoint. It was a delicate yet intricate kiss; every motion of her tongue was deliberately planned to provide utmost pleasure and humiliation. Her tongue swirled in my mouth, wrapping around mine, coating it with the thick, bitter semen. We played with it by passing it back and forth between our mouths. Eventually, gravity took over and all of it found its way down my throat. She did the same with the second condom. And for the third, she directly unloaded it into my mouth, whilst spilling some over the top of my lips. She remarked it just looked like Brolga's mouth when he tried to pry for Yarraman's semen in her dreams.

My humiliation at Pratik's place had only begun. He procured the rights to breed my wife under that roof in no time. She wanted to be publicly intimate with him - whilst preserving the decorum - in front of us and strangers whom we never expected to meet again.

It started with me taking over the chauffeuring duties for our family. Pratik romanced his new mistress in the backseat during the long drives. Sneha accompanied me in the passenger seat and paid no heed to the things that transpired in the back seat. It was unnerving when they kissed; often they were superficial but sometimes they were deep and intense. Most of the activities, in the car, happened during late evenings while returning from our daily trips. Initially it was heavy petting and later on she started performing fellatio on him. Sneha ignored most of their acts but did react disapprovingly a few times.

During sightseeing, they would walk together and request us or passer-bys to take their pictures. To an onlooker they just seemed like a couple, very much in love. Once a passing stranger commented on Mayuri's beauty and congratulated Pratik on having such a beautiful wife and soon a beautiful child. We collected a lot of their pictures during our stay at their place. Mayuri maintained them secretly and used them to titillate me after returning from their place.

Sneha expressed her displeasure against their public display but never disrupted their proceedings. Secretly, she desired to see Mayuri get pregnant with Pratik's child. By the end of Mayuri's pregnancy, we got acquainted with each others wives. Pratik connected with Mayuri at a physical level and I with Sneha at an emotional level. Sneha skillfully employed every talent that I possessed during that brief period. Although I had tasted every part of her body, she only graduated to stroking my cock and occasionally taking it in her mouth.

Mayuri continued her sex with Pratik into the last month of her pregnancy. She couldn't engage in prolonged sessions but encouraged him to take her sideways. My sessions with her were limited to orally pleasing her. It was only befitting that her water tube broke while was humping her.

Our first child was healthy despite her mother's overzealous sexual life during pregnancy. She borrowed characteristics of both Mayuri and Shrini. Just like Mayuri, she was very fair; something that would definitely please my in-laws. Not much could be said about the subsequent ones though. However, judging from Sneha's girl, I guessed, they may not be disappointed.

It was Mayuri's turn to get occupied with a newborn and surprisingly her night excursions dramatically reduced. In fact, her frequency fell to almost once or twice a week, compared to eight or nine times a week. It didn't affect Pratik as his wife reciprocated more during this phase. This, however, left me in a quandary. Not possessing Mayuri's libido, Sneha showed no interest in me after receiving her regular dosage of sex from Pratik. All the talk about Mayuri starting right away after delivering our first child evaporated in front of my eyes. In India, Dolly had entered seventh month of pregnancy. The distance between the three pregnancies were roughly three months. I wondered who would get pregnant again. I believed Shrini would certainly fill in the void for Pratik & I, just as Pratik did it for him.

In the second month, Mayuri made it clear that there was no intercourse for me until she conceived from Pratik. She intended to reserve her vagina for him until his seed took root in her. It was clear she didn't want to delay but the big question was when her periods would commence. She devised a two-pronged plan to expedite that. First, she entrusted her breastfeeding duty to Sneha from the third month onwards. Second, she intended to enlist my services to increase her libido, which had nose-dived after delivering our daughter.

Second part of the plan was far more insidious. Yet, it lead to the most intimate moments of ours under Pratik's roof. Mayuri wasn't quite ready to initiate her dalliance with Pratik as enduring an episode with him required intense desire to procreate and ultra strong libido. Former was never an issue but the later had become an issue due to her motherly instincts. Intercourse, with me, was clearly out of question but her plan was even more treacherous.

Turning away Pratik during this phase was weighing on her mind but she insisted that it was time to bond with the father of her child before yet another stallion impregnated her. Pratik didn't take much interest in Mayuri during this phase; perhaps this was an understanding he had with both Sneha and Mayuri. Now to the plan. Mayuri believed that her periods would commence if she was aroused consistently for prolonged periods of time. This duty was relegated to me. It was nothing out of ordinary but her conditions made it unique.

First, the normal acts during foreplay were shunned. That is she didn't allow kissing on the mouth; no playing with her breasts or squeezing them; no massaging of vagina from over the dress. Anything that could artificially stimulate her.

Second, the more intimate acts were forbidden as well. That is no undressing; no sucking on breasts; no fingering of vagina; no licking her vagina.

Finally, the forbidden acts mentioned were allowed only if Mayuri desired so and only when she was sufficiently aroused.

The frugality of her conditions made me strive for her attention even more. The next two months, I spent most of my nights coercing her to award me the very acts that I rightfully deserved. First few days, in fact weeks, were trying periods. Nothing much transpired apart from hugging her tightly and grinding my pelvis against her butt. Soon, I started relishing the intimacy with her. It offered me a different perspective. I became intimately aware of her body structure, her erogenous zones, her leaking breasts, and her velvety stomach folds. Her body odor filled my nostrils and her mildly stale breath midway during the night became appealing. The modus operandi was simple. Hugging and gently stroking with hands were perhaps the only conditions allowed. Every night, well over two-three hours were spent lying next to her, hugging her tightly, and nuzzling her neck. Taking liberty, sometimes, I would stroke her butt and her sensitive stomach. She allowed gently grazing hands over her breasts as long as it was done sparingly and hands didn't linger long over them.

As mentioned, I spent whole nights restless, switching on and off trying my luck. Our sleep cycles were punctuated with these events throughout the night as I listlessly switched between my state of slumber and arousal. Eventually, she allowed dry humping but only after having tested my patience and desperation. My happiness knew no bounds when she lied on her stomach and let me hump her from behind - obviously without any penetration. However, the cloth between our genitals wasn't much of hindrance, given the context of that period.

The reader might wonder the utility of these antiques but they actually fuelled my desire for her. Never earlier did we spend three hours in each others arms without actually kissing. And even our sessions rarely stretched beyond an hour. This intense yearning grew each passing day. In the third week, she relented and finally offered her lips in the wee hours. My greed knew no bounds as I ravished her lips, completely disregarding our stale breaths. Neither did Mayuri hesitate as she passionately kissed me, teaching me in the process how she kissed Pratik with his foul morning breath. Needless to mention that we spent well over an hour kissing each other. Kissing was the main activity we indulged in that two month period. I wouldn't be exaggerating if I said we kissed for well over hundred and fifty hours during the two month period. This simple act of exchanging saliva worked wonders as it satisfied my appetite during those miserly days. Ejaculating was still left to me when finally towards the end of second month, she stroked my penis ever so lightly to prolong ejaculation well into the morning hours. Was it any surprise that in the fourth month her periods resumed? Her body had also returned back to much compact shape but her waist that was quite proportional to her shoulders remained widened a little. The scars below her navel didn't quite vanish, and didn't seem they would vanish, but she seemed to have recovered from her pregnancy. Her dimensions grew by a size and she looked very much like a young Sneha, when we met her the first time in the US.

After delivering our child, she didn't let me see her vagina. She was afraid that it had become ugly, much loose and wouldn't regain back its original shape. She mocked about how it was better to not dip my penis into it until it became tighter as I would be embarrassed to know of my deficiencies. In the fourth month, she returned to her original ways and had me eat her pussy most of the time. The toughest test of my life as a cuckold had come near. She wanted me to be present at the time of conception and wanted it to be an open affair unlike the last time when Shrini was unaware of my presence. Nothing happened during the fourth month, even though officially her periods had commenced. Perhaps she was waiting for an opportune time or she had no intention to enact this part of her fantasy. The false sense of security that I had developed finally got shattered one night.

It didn't occur to me that she had already entered her fertile phase for the next month. Quite unaware, deep in my slumber, I got woken by Mayuri's hand that was massaging my pecker. Still drowsy, my mind grappled with what happened to me.

Faint whispers hit my ear and I realized that I wasn't dreaming. Mayuri was whispering to someone - most likely Pratik. The sudden creaking of the bed finally informed me that my courage would be tested.

"Didn't think you would come," whispered Mayuri.

"Hmm..." moaned Mayuri. There was rustling of bed sheets as she scooted in the bed to make space for him. Her hands had receded to lovingly hold her lover in her marital bed. My heart was thumping away as I lay motionlessly right next to them in the dark bedroom. Glancing towards the clock, I realized that it was about 3:00 in the morning. The darkness offered some solitude; it was fairly dark as the curtains were closed.

Mayuri moaned as her lips parted to welcome his kiss. My eyes could make out their silhouettes in the dark. She was on her back and Pratik was on her top, perhaps with part of his torso next to hers. It was a languid kiss bereft of any excitement that is unusual to such circumstances. I wondered if Mayuri and Pratik had rehearsed for the event. It was a long kiss but I thought it was my mind playing tricks with me; only looking at the clock confirmed that it lasted almost three months.

"You are incorrigible," she whispered breaking the kiss.

"But I love it this way," she added, and adjusting herself, against latched onto his lips. Her hand again found its way back to my pecker that was pointing to the roof. Instead of grasping my penis, her hand slid to my testicles and massaged them, with one finger nudging my anus. She was clearly enjoying my humiliation and conveyed that by painfully squeezing my scrotum. Whether she was trying to wake me up or rejecting its contents wasn't clear to me. Her attention drifted between her lover and me for the next several minutes. The kissing, however, went on incessantly.

Fifteen minutes had passed since the ordeal began, when Pratik got up to undress himself. It was happening. There was no backing out. Mayuri rolled over and kissed me.

"Play along," she urged.

"Shed your inhibitions." Her lips quivered as she kissed me again before turning her attention to him.

What did she want me to do? This was more of her fantasy than mine. True, I intended to see her in another man's arms, but being so close to the action, forget about participating in it, was never my intention. Pratik kneeled on the bed, offering his penis to her. She positioned herself by resting on one of her elbows and kissed his manhood. It was dark to make out much apart from smacking sound of lips. She motioned me to come closer to her. Hesitantly, I lay next to her, kissing on her neck. His penis was only a few inches from my face and the pungent smell emanating from his pecker didn't escape my attention. Her hand moved to my pecker and played with as her soft mouth pleased him. She worshipped his penis for several minutes while I caressed her body and nuzzled into her neck often. Embolden by my willingness, she guided my hand to his penis and encouraged me to stroke it. It was the first time I touched another man's penis in my life. I had no affinity for it but admired the girth of his equipment in the darkness. Pratik must have realized but didn't react. It was twice as thick and quite a bit longer than mine. As I got accustomed to his manhood, Mayuri turned around kissed me full on my mouth. In the process, allowing me to taste his juices. While I stroked his penis, gently, she alternated her attention between his penis, sacs, and my mouth. She whispered, almost inaudibly, in my ears things such as, "Isn't it plentiful?" "Feel those sacs?"etc.

Satisfied with my actions, she finally whispered, "Prepare it for me." My heart skipped a beat when I interpreted her request. But her hand pushing my shoulder down confirmed that she wanted me to go down on her.

Nestled between her thighs, I prepared her for him. She relished my tongue while administering one of her exquisite blowjobs. After the birth of our daughter, she indeed had lost some of the elasticity, although she was working hard to regain it back. But I was pleased to learn that she found more than her match in Pratik. Mayuri played with my hair as she approached her first orgasm.

Pratik, getting tired of his position, moved to the other side of her and lay down next to her. She scooted herself closer to him, while urging me to continue her work. As my eyes adjusted to their new position, I noticed that they were in a tight embrace. She moaned continuously responding to my oral ministration. And soon her body convulsed, her legs tightly held my head in place, conveying that she was experiencing her first orgasm.

She sat up and kissed me on lips, whispering, "Thank you for your understanding." Pratik stood up and headed to the bathroom to relieve himself. When he was inside, she quickly asked, "What do you think of it?"

"It's sizeable," I responded.

"You should see it when he ejaculates," she excitedly added.

"Is he done?" I choked.

"Are you kidding?"

"He is only warmed up!"

"Don't turn on the lights," I pleaded.

"Don't worry, we are not there yet," she assured.

"Can you taste it on my lips?" she asked, kissing me. She played with me tongue, passing in copious amounts of her saliva.

We broke the kiss, sensing him returning back. He crashed next to her on the bed. She turned to him and kissed him. Her hand moved to his penis and stroked it. I sensed he had gone limp. Not wanting to be left out of action, I started kissing Mayuri's butt; she adjusted her position to allow me better access to her anus. She was mumbling sweet nothings to him, but it was very hard for me to hear. As time passed, she moved in closer and closer until practically straddled his penis. I retreated but used my hand instead to probe her. Several times, I felt his thick penis graze against my fingers and every time it did, I felt awestruck by the sheer size of it. I had seen pictures of it earlier but I never thought it would be so big. No wonder, Mayuri was completely smitten by it and playing a number one slut for him.

She turned her back to him and adjusted herself, aligning her body against his. I didn't know what she intended but when she tugged me, I knew, she wanted me to eat her. When my tongue found the hole, she seethed, "Umm... Sameer..."

She kissed him by turning around; essentially enjoying both our tongues at the same time. It seemed, she still continued her stroking and perhaps he wasn't completely ready or that she needed to humiliate me one more time before he shafted her. She was enjoying it immensely and with each passing moment, the distance between them was reducing, until finally I found something gently probing my lips. The thick knob slid past my lips a few times. It was time, I thought and decided to retreat but Mayuri kept her hand on my head, urging me to continue.

She wanted me to taste it. The thing that gave her immense pleasure. The thing that had been object of her obsession. As I had mentioned earlier, I was only attracted towards watching it pierce her lips. Beyond that it was purely Mayuri's fantasy. Mayuri having indulged me on several occasions, I felt obliged. My head was located more on her clit and his penis would only reach till there, so she pushed me further south, so that more contact between his penis my lips was possible. Eventually, it wasn't long before she guided his whole knob between my lips; technically my lips were still glued to her vagina, his were simply penetrating it, not really entering my mouth.

For the next ten minutes, she played with his penis in that position, allowing it to just penetrate her vagina and then guide it more into my mouth. It was culmination of her perverse fantasy as she fed his penis little by little into my mouth. Towards the end she had me close my lips on his crown and use my tongue on it. It was intensely humiliating and even to this date, I detest having done it. However, I still remember it is only after the act that I hate it not while doing it. Mayuri had a knack of coercing me into these things. Through the ten minute ordeal, it must have been hardly a minute when I pleasured his penis actually but she made sure I crossed the chasm.

She, however, wasn't done. She straddled me and got on all her fours, preparing herself for the next phase. Pratik got up and took his position behind her and it dawned on me that I was on a joyride of my life. Her I was pleasing my wife while she tried to conceive from this stud. Not only that but she also made sure I pleased, at least cursorily, the specimen that enamored her.

Mayuri guided her position so that more her lower pussy was on top of my mouth. This brought me perilously close to his penis, must more than in the earlier position. She took his penis and guided to her vagina but instead of inserting them inside, she rubbed it across, essentially rubbing it on my lips. And then in a brazen act of hers, she slapped his penis against her vulva, as a consequence slapping it across my face as well. The more time, I spent around his penis, the more it captivated me. No I am not gay. The more I admired it and the more I wanted it to be solely reserved for my wife. The more I wanted her to be pleasured by it. There was something animalistic about his penis. As I guided it to her hole, I understood what she was up against. To think of it, she had already accommodated this enormous penis inside her anal opening. Even, I could wrap around my thumb and index finger around his penis and it was as long as my palm.

The steady rhythm followed. Pratik was not only well endowed but also knew how to pleasure a woman. For the next fifteen minutes he ploughed her from behind. Mayuri was in heaven as her moans confirmed. Due to the stable nature of that phase, I too got involved and pleasured her with my tongue wholeheartedly, essentially doubling her pleasure.


Her body started convulsing again and she moved her hand to massage her clit; confirming that she was approaching her second one. Towards the end her grunts became louder and her body went limp. Pratik too was nearing his crescendo and he picked up his tempo. She supported herself on her elbows and faced the brunt of his fucking. It was very fast paced but didn't last longer than two minutes. Several grunts from Pratik confirmed that he was unloading his precious semen inside her. He fell on top of her, who transferred a lot of weight on me in the process. She held him in place and massaged his balls, urging them to release more of his baby making sperm.

Few moments later, his shrunken penis flopped out, dripping his semen on my face. He crashed on the bed trying to catch his breath. Mayuri was too exhausted to react. She just lay their calmly her pelvis on top of my mouth as his copious cum dripped into my eager mouth. After about a minute or so, she lowered her pelvis onto my mouth and let me soothe her ravaged pussy. Needless to mention, her pussy was a gaping hole now, and even that darkness, I could clearly sense that. I really wondered if she would be able to feel me if I tried to mount her at this point. She adjusted her position, so that she could fellate him while feeding me his cum.

She didn't waste too much time and moved up to lay against him and hugged him lovingly.

"Nine more months," she exhaled.

Ignoring me, they slept blissfully. I retreated from the master bedroom as I felt too uncomfortable lying inside next both of them. However, Pratik hadn't even tried to talk to me or say anything insulting. This session was etched in my mind and for once, I really wanted Mayuri to be his mistress for life. I couldn't get much sleep as I tossed and turned on the couch kept outside the master bedroom but they slept blissfully. Early in the morning, Mayuri woke me up. She was playing with my pecker that was painfully in taut condition the whole night. She chuckled at my predicament and kissed me passionately while her lover slept inside. She had freshened up for her morning session as revealed by her minty breath.

"Thanks for being such an understanding lover," she whispered.

"You were brave," she said.

"This was the best session of my life!"

"And it was all because of you," she added, kissing me again.

"Why?" I asked curiously.

"I had always fantasized, you taking my lover's penis in your mouth, to prep it for the encounter."

"Which, you did," she said, and added, "for a few fleeting moments."

"And I really wanted you to guide him into me."

"I am indebted," she exhaled.

"Did you like it?" she asked.

"Yes," I exhaled, "but not because I was so close to his penis."

She laughed playfully.

"This was a one-off," she assured, "we won't get this closer again."

"What fascinated you the most," she asked.

"Honestly?" I asked. She looked puzzled. Encouraged by her nodding, I blurted, "His penis."

She looked at me crossly.

"Not the way one would think."

"I think, you made an excellent choice."

"There is no doubt he could fill you even after you have delivered three children!"

"Beyond any doubt." She agreed.

As I sifted under her, aligning my stiff erection against her wedges of pelvis, she said, "You still have to wait."

"I need to attend to my lover."

"You are going to put your tongue in his foul mouth?" I quizzed her.

"With what he has, you shouldn't be surprised if put my tongue in his foul asshole," she retorted.

"Lest you wonder, you may see for yourself what my morning sessions are like."

She left me high and dry again but it seemed to keep my interest alive in eavesdropping on her. The door to the master bedroom was right across and it was still very dark outside. She had switched on the bedside light and kept the door slightly ajar. It was easy to peep into the bedroom and spy on them through the dresser mirror. She slept onto the other side of him, so that she wouldn't block my view. Very soon, she nuzzled into him as her hand slid inside his pajamas. Pratik was still asleep but it required only a little coercion from her before he moved. She showered his face with small kisses, eventually homing on his lips. Her kisses became wetter as she pursed her lips on his.

Just as she had explained, the sloth hardly moved, requiring her to shower all her attention. Perhaps, this was the trait that excited her the most. After all, as the alpha male, he had the breeding rights and he knew that the women under the roof came to him when it was time.

She kissed him passionately and slowly the sloth was returning her kisses. She hungrily slithering her tongue into his foul mouth. The bulge down confirmed that he was responding. Noticing the watch confirmed that Mayuri had spent well over ten minutes eliciting his interest in her. All along inhaling his foul breath but only responding with her sensuous kisses.

She then moved southwards, yanking off his pajamas and revealing his gigantic penis once again. My resolve was once again reaffirmed as I abjectly surrendered my husbandly rights to this marvelous specimen of his. Giving only a cursory lick to his penis, she instead focused on his asshole. He lay on his side with her head wedged between his legs, focusing on his anal opening. Any doubts about her fascination for him were dispelled then as she spent a good ten minutes simply tonguing his anus.

It was only then the sloth woke up to mount her in missionary position. And then did he plough her? To my utter disbelief I found him ploughing her for the next thirty minutes. No, it wasn't fast, but neither was it slow. It was a good mixture of the two but the proof was in Mayuri's moaning. They kissed throughout the intercourse and I often heard her moans muffled by their kisses. Soon after depositing his semen, Pratik retired to his guest bedroom. Allowing me yet another chance to make out with my wife. After having pleased her by soothing her pussy, she returned the favor by giving me a blow job but it didn't last long as the moment she inserted her finger into my anus, I unloaded into her mouth. She lovingly sucked all the cum and looked at me with disapproval.

"Even Vinil last's longer than this," she complained, swallowing the semen.

He had a blank check from her; so the farther she was from him, the better it was for us. Fortunately, he had very low sperm count as Mayuri had offered him bareback rides whenever he desired.

Later on, as we lay there in each others arms, she confessed her love for me once again. She knew that the only aspects I had enjoyed were watching them from very close quarters and to some extent eating his creampie. The rest was mostly for her pleasure. She admitted that combination of my tongue with his penis were quite potent and intended to repeat someday if I was willing.

She became pregnant with his child that very same month. Her affair with him returned to normalcy and she made out with him alone as she did in the past. We rarely indulged in that sort of threesome; although a few times we did make out with Mayuri together like a regular threesome with both men lavishing atte ntion on one woman. Three other times, during that pregnancy, Mayuri urged me to be subservient during a threesome and made me do such things as sucking his balls and his knob during their act of intercourse. Those were ephemeral events but in her mind they always stood out. Again, it was always done to please Mayuri. It never seemed that Pratik enjoyed them; he only tolerated it, perhaps to humiliate me in the bedroom.

Mayuri had two fulfilling years at his place. She delivered our second daughter in the seventeenth month of our stay at his place. And conceived our son in the twenty-first month of our stay. Essentially, before her twenty-eighth birthday she was a mother of three children with her first conception during her twenty-fifth birthday. It was an incredible feat for a career oriented woman who didn't want to enter the family way until she was past her thirties. Just like their mother, both the kids were fair and good looking; so my apprehensions were unwarranted.

As the years progressed, the ploy of the ladies became clear to me. Not happy with their monotonous - and more importantly, monogamous lives - they conspired to embrace a promiscuous lifestyle. It was Rohini, of course who initiated the process of debauchery.

None of them wanted scandals, so they intended to keep it between the four families. However, novelty only went so far. Rohini had to add that twist; after all she had been cuckolding Shrini all those years. The gullible women - namely Dolly and Mayuri - had to embrace their fate. Rohini planted the seeds in their mind that some men - not all - actually liked it when their wives indulged in such extramarital activities.

It wasn't clear why Mayuri seemed to be the center of this new universe - perhaps it was her age, perhaps it was her beauty, perhaps it was her libido but she was crowned the queen. Later she showed that she absolutely deserve d the title. Part of Rohini's reasoning was that the men would naturally flock to her and hence she had to offer special privileges to these men. The ploy worked, excellently, as I fell for Rohini's ploy on that movie night and Rohini very adroitly conveyed this to her before even the movie started. In some sense, Rohini had convinced Mayuri that with me as her husband, she could live this lifestyle to the fullest extent. Several episodes, events reinforced this over and over. Eventually, nature took its course and it wasn't long before she desired to be impregnated by these men instead of her husband. To a certain extent, she actually believed, this is what I would have desired as well.

Dolly was a slightly different story. Vinil was indeed low on sperm count. Her plight was understandable but she did have the same cuckolding tendencies. It was just that Vinil wasn't much of a cuckold. It was only Mayuri who could live this lifestyle to the fullest. She was indeed privileged in this regard. She was gorgeous, very young, adventurous, and was blessed with a husband like me, who always wanted to reserve the very best for her. Dolly on the other hand wasn't even as willing and adventurous as Mayuri was. Neither did she like kissing Pratik, especially with his morning breath, nor did she like to spend hours fellating them. Mayuri aced the tests on every dimension.

It is clear that Pratik was the top alpha male in the group but somehow it was Shrini who first made it with Mayuri. I am still unclear why Rohini did it this way and whether Mayuri knew right at the outset that Pratik was a much potent option. It seemed to me that since Shrini had always been surrendering his rights to Pratik, it was only right for him to have a first go at Mayuri. Rohini's miscarriage only solidified this and he impregnated Mayuri before him. Mayuri claimed that the sex with Shrini was electrifying but it was mostly because of the novelty. With Pratik, it was heavenly. The frequency was much less with Pratik but it was immensely satisfying as Pratik loved being inside her most of the time. Shrini was adventurous but in retrospect she preferred Pratik over Shrini.

Just like any cuckold, my graduation took several steps. Allowing my wife to date another man. Allowing her to experiment with them. Essentially, persuading her to consider another man. Often very subtly reducing the frequency of sex with her and reacting to her fantasies or verbal foreplay. Showing her the consideration when she needed the most. Such as allowing, actually encouraging, her to mate with her lover before me or sometimes at the expense of me. Showing the indifference, first, for the state of her pussy or mouth - as to where they had been - and then, later, getting fascinated by that state. All of this culminating in her impregnation by the two alpha males.

As the prominent alpha male, Pratik impregnated all the women in the group, except for Rohini. She conceived from him multiple times but miscarried. Shrini as the next in line impregnated two women from the group. And I as the beta male, sneaked in a chance with Sneha. We had three children, one fathered by Shrini and the rest by Pratik. Dolly's first conception was from Pratik, instead of me, but it only seems fair in retrospect now. She had three children, one fathered by Shrini and the rest by Pratik. Sneha too had three, one fathered by me and the rest two by her husband. The hierarchy was clear as Pratik stood at the top with the count of 6, Shrini a distant second with 2, and me salvaging a meagerly 1.

As per the plan, we returned from Denver after about 2 and half years stay. Mayuri spent the next several years raising our children and those were indeed the most challenging days as we hardly got time for each other. She immediately went on pill and shunned the thoughts of having yet another child. About once a month, Pratik would visit and spend a week working from the local office . It wasn't as electric as it used to but there were times when they would indulge in twice or thrice every night. She showed no inclination of getting pregnant again, even though Pratik often tried to convince her. Apart from those special weeks, our life was mundane for five years until the youngest one went to school.

A few times, Shrini and Rohini visited us and we did re-live some of our old days but mostly it was plain. She started her work when our youngest went to school. She worked from home most of the days, which she did most of those five years but it was far infrequent. One of those days, after she had started working full time, I happened to ask, if the black partner from her firm still piqued her interest. She smiled. We understood each other.

After the lull of daily chores and raising children, we were entering the second phase of our marriage. She was nearing her thirty-five and to some extent she had lost her interest in Pratik. The visits were very infrequent and it seemed she longed for novelty yet again. Mayuri had regained her shape and was in her pristine form, almost resembling her younger self. All the hard work with my firm had made us affluent and work didn't warrant as much attention.

Not much was said. Within a couple of months, she broke the news that her black partner, after a wait of ten years, mounted her. He was about the same age as Pratik, around forty-six then. While not very athletic, he took good care of himself and was still attractive as per Mayuri. About twice a week, they got together and she pleasured him to his hearts content. Pretty soon, she got her tubes tied, to allow for more sexual freedom with him. He was almost the same size as Pratik but a little shorter, however with a little bit of hyperactivity in the bed. Naturally, she preferred a session with him over me, even though he was much older than me. He has been discrete and she reciprocated with a fervor that he never imagined. He is her current steady lover. However, age is catching up with him fast, so she may have to consider yet another in a few years time.

On the family front, not a single soul suspects of anything. Neither do our relatives wonder about the dis-similarities between our children and why none of them resembles me.

Today, when we reflect back on our lifestyle decisions, we don't regret them. In fact, Mayuri several times admitted it would have been much better had Pratik & Shrini imposed on her as soon as she had landed in the US. Her libido was much higher and the close proximity with all the friends those days would have provided her far more opportunities. Just imagining, Pratik mounting her in the first month after our marriage gave her the shivers. How to raise so many children could have been a problem? But then, we are very well to do now.

Instead of indulging in every detail, we thought, this would be a good place to put an end to this story. We had graduated with flying colors on this journey. Mayuri's very own words were a testament to this, "If I had a chance to be born again, I would choose only you as my husband."

"There are plenty with a long and thick dick," she added, "but it is only husbands like you who allow their wives to play with them and gladly suffer the consequences."

The End.

[kamdev99008]

It's A legend tale by Vysya....  Posted on lit***tica
Dreamer59 rewritten this tale with a non-cuckold ending .....With title .... Dreamer's Scribbling.....
I've shared Dreamer's version in the forum....You can follow the link in my signature to read

[Kalyan143]

continue bro