Adultery Some Short Stories... From Internet

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Dear all, as promised that going to start something new & unique after Dipawali... 

started new e-novel series... where i will copy pest & share some best hindi novel work of my favorite writers...

Hope you like it... 


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Escapades of a Queen: Tease

"Tell the chamber guard i've asked for him." Damayanti muttered through the intricately woven ghunghat. Her maid gave a quizzical look but obeyed the order nonetheless. Damayanti listened the sounds of maid's retreating feet and the golden anklets making most sweet of ting lings.

Damayanti was queen of queens. She was the most respected queen of Mandangargh - a forest kingdom in western India. King Nala was a powerful monarch who ruled the lands ruthlessly. This made Damayanti a spoiled queen who could get whatever she wished for - quite literally.

And this afternoon, Damayanti was craving for a special wake up call. The day was hot and humid. Hardly any moment passed by without sweating. Skies were dullish grey with clouds threatening a strike- but no respite had come for last week or so. As a result, this period of pre-monsoon humidity was increasingly getting more and more humid each day.

Damayanti had her special chamber secluded from the direct eyes of sun. The curtains were daily sprinkled with scented flowers and the walls had been made specially from hollowed wood to keep the air flowing. While all this had made the heat bearable, Damayanti was feeling the sultriness of air through her garments. She tried not to think too much of the humidity but the effort failed miserably. The heavy atmosphere was making her horny and she knew it.

"Guard!", Damayanti suddenly exclaimed through the Ghunghat. More steps rustled and she could hear the approaching footsteps of the guard on duty.

"Silence. No disturbance." Damayanti shouted and the chamber was empty except for the queen and the guard standing in front of her bed. The door was bolted from the outside.

Damayanti was ready for the tease.

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"Take off your dhoti". Damayanti ordered the guard. Without displaying his surprise, he followed the order. As he started removing his dhoti, Damayanti breathed heavy with expectations. Each chamber guard was a tenaciously chosen young male made up of pure muscle and strength.

The guard was now standing tall baring everything but a very small cotton undergarment (langot). Watching his sculpted abs and chiseled chest, a pang of lust broke through Damayanti's body. She could no longer control herself. With a quivering hand she removed the purdah from her bed and gazed at the guard.

There was nothing separating the two.

The guard was looking down at the floor, as the protocol demanded. Damayanti had to do something if she was to get a response.

"Look at me." She demanded. The guard looked up and stared at the queen with a blank face. Now was the time to being the game.

With flinching an eyelid, Damayanti started loosening the knots of her blouse. With smooth movements of her fingers, she untied the topmost knot of the blouse and pushed the finger between the mounds of her breasts. Her cleavage was now clearly visible. She bent slightly forward to give the guard a better look of her shapely cleavage.

A twenty something male in peak of his youth, The guard could not control the basic instincts. Damayanti could see the hardening of his penis through the semi-transparent waist cloth. The guard desperately tried to keep his pecker in check, but as Damayanti's fingers reached for the second knot of her blouse, his pecker moved even further.

Damayanti was most pleased with this result. She quickly unfastened the second knot of her blouse without moving the gaze from the guard's visible hard on. The smooth fabric of her blouse slid slightly to give away a peek at her luscious breast mounds. The hot humid air had moistened them and few drops of sweatlets were sparkling on the pure skin of her boobs. The blouse was now hanging merely by a single knot and Damayanti knew her nipples were about to explode. She quickly glanced downward and saw them poking against the blouse.

The guard's face was a visible agony. He was trying real hard to not get carried away with emotions- But Damayanti's way of exposing her royal boobs was clearly something he could not handle well. His eyes pleaded her to stop, but his penis was saying otherwise. It was getting bigger and bigger in the waist cloth and at this rate soon it would have broken free.

With fingers of her left hand, Damayanti traced the embroidered border of her blouse and let it reach on her nipple. She pressed the blouse hard where her nipple was poking, and a muffed sigh emerged from her lips.

"Mmmmmm".

At the same time, her right hand reached for her royal skirt, and she lifted it up above her knees. The guard could see her bronzed thighs and the deep yet soft horizon where the two thighs met. Damayanti put a finger on her left thigh and suggestively started tracing it all the way down - where the cleave was resting on the bed.

The guard could not take it any more, his pecker grew large and throbbed in front of Damayanti's eyes. Looking at the brown bobbing muscle, Damayanti imagined how it would fit into her.

She opened her thighs and arched herself backwards on a pillow. Still seated in a relaxed armchair curve, her royal pussy was now clearly visible.

As queen she was, her bush was neatly trimmed with a royal insignia at the top. The inward triangular hairline neatly stopped at a singular point above the folds of her clit.

The puffed mound above her pussy was like an ancient temple sitting atop a flowered hill. Her pussy lips were slightly swollen and the deep brown curve was oozing with an intoxicating aroma.

The sultry afternoon was getting more humid, and Damayanti was just done with all this.

She lifted a finger and called the guard towards her.

"Yes my Lady?"

"Do you like my body."

"My lady.. How can I-?" the guard could not complete his sentence.

"Do you like my body?" Damayanti said with an emphasis on each word.

The guard mumbled - "Yes my lady, very much." His eyes were rooted to the ground as he spoke.

"Good. Then look at my body and say it again." Damayanti was not in a mood to let go.

The guard lifted his gaze and looked the queen into eyes. His gaze moved from her beautiful lips to her neck. When his sight reached the ample cleavage, he sneaked a glance at the poking nipples. The rosy pinkness of each nipple was visible thru the sheer blouse.

With great difficulty, the guard lowered his gaze from Damayanti's almost open blouse. As his eyes moved towards the dip of queen's navel, his cock grew harder.

"Isn't this the most beautiful sight in the entire kingdom?" slowly caressing her pussy the queen asked the guard.

"Yesss, indeed my Queen!" The guard was mesmerized when his glance met the wet pulsing rosy mound.

"Then worship my body, and you better worship with all your heart."

Damayanti put her head back on the pillow and with a swift movement of her fingers, let the skirt loose so the guard could see her entire lower body naked.

The tease was over. Now was the time to hunt and be hunted.

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Vipin Uncle and Mom

by bigshotinthebush

This is a purely imaginary story, set in a Bengali household in India.

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My dad had divorced mom seven years ago. The alimony had been decent, not too big, just sufficient. Mom got the flat where we lived in, as part of her alimony, apart from some money which she had invested in a fixed deposit in a bank. The bank paid her a monthly interest on her deposit, which was her only steady income. She supplemented her somewhat meagre means by doing odd jobs here and there. The jobs were temporary. So when she was out of one, our situation used to be pretty tight.

Divorce had made her irritable. When she was married, she had a cushioned life. Dad was a senior executive in a reputed company and earned a handsome salary plus a lot of perks. Mom had nothing to care for. But after her divorce, she had to bear the burden of the family of two on her own. It was difficult indeed, in times of rising prices. She had the self esteem not to beg for help from anyone or accept any unsolicited assistance.

Both my parents had a healthy sex appetite. Dad fucked mom regularly when they were married. After divorce, he married his secretary Trisha, a young nymphet, who had a reputation for giving the most heavenly blow jobs.

Mom had gone without sex for seven years since her divorce. Not only had she not remarried, there had been no boy friends or one night stands in her life since divorce. Running the family had kept her occupied fully. She just could not find enough time for romantic escapades or sexual diversions. Forced sexual abstinence for a middle aged healthy woman with a healthy sex appetite, can induce an irritating trait in her behaviour. Mom rarely smiled and was prone to yelling at me at the slightest pretext. No wonder, I was pretty tired of her irritation and unreasonable fits of rage.

Moreover, deep in her mind there was a tinge of jealousy for Trisha, dad's second wife, who has a body to die for and an abundance of sexual charms. Mom did not show any apparent envy towards Trisha or any regret that dad had left her for a younger and sexier chick. In fact, she avoided any discussion regarding dad or Trisha, but I was sure that envy existed in her mind, which manifested in her fits of rage.

Although I was grateful to mom for having supported our family and my education with her meagre means by toiling day and night and denying herself a lot of worldly pleasures, I avoided her as much as possible. Spending the better part of the day outside, I usually returned for lunch in the afternoon and again late in the evenings. Her irritable nature annoyed me. I found more comfort outside, especially in the company of my girl friend Swapna, than I found at home. Swapna was my true love and gave me solace in my troubled times.

Things started to look up after I successfully passed out from university and got a well paid job almost immediately. Considering that I was just twenty-one years old and that was my first job, a five figure salary from the start could only be a dream come true. But the job was in a far off city. There was no way I could stay at home and work. I asked mom to move out with me, but she declined. She preferred to stay there, simply because she had been living in that quite, small town for a considerable period of time and liked the place immensely.

So I decided to move out to my place of posting and leave mom on her own, there. I would send her some money every month and also visit her as and when possible. With just herself to look after, she could also live comfortably with whatever income she had. My remittances would be an additional help.

We lived on the third floor of a five storey building. There were two flats in each floor of the building. The other flat on our floor belonged to Vipin Bhatia, who had purchased it from its earlier owner a year ago. He owned a small business dealing in chemicals and has an office in the main commercial area of the city. Vipin uncle was nearly the same age as mom, possibly older by a couple of years. He had a huge, hairy body.

Although much younger than him, Vipin uncle and I were quite friendly. The reason was that he invited me occasionally for drinks in his flat. Apart from food and drinks, there was another attraction in such get togethers. We viewed porn DVDs together, in his house. Of course, mom did not know about this. Any knowledge of such activities would have let loose a torrent of verbal abuses from her. Vipin uncle was a widower. His wife had died in a road accident four months after their marriage. He had not married since. But, he had an exceptionally voracious sex appetite and had sex frequently, with expensive call girls. But by his own confession, he was pretty tired of his peccadilloes and wanted a mature, homely woman to start a relationship of a permanent nature.

During our many meetings, Vipin uncle invariably inquired about mom. And every time he used to compliment mom, praising her looks. "Hey Sandip, how is Shobhaji? Say namaste (a respectful Indian salutation) to her on my behalf. Saw her going to the market without an umbrella the other day. It is too hot these days. She is such a nice looking lady. Without any protection from the sun's harsh rays, she would only spoil her looks." I had a strong suspicion that he had a crush for mom, which he tried to keep a secret.

My mom Shobha Banerjee, forty-five years old at that time was nowhere near to any of those pin up models as Vipin uncle made her out to be. She was somewhat on the heavier side with big 28 DD breasts, wide hips and a big broad ass. Her voluptuous breasts sagged just a little under their weight. But they are not drooping. She was pleasantly plump, the type men love to squeeze and cuddle. Mom was short and stood at five feet and three inches. Her complexion was milk white. She had a pretty face with thin arched eyebrows, large eyes with a look of innocence in them and thick, luscious, pouting lips. Her hair was trimmed to shoulder level and dyed in a burgundy shade. She had pearl white teeth and a very sweet smile, though she smiled little and smirked more those days.

Inspite of her preoccupation about managing the just about adequate finances to run the family, she did care for her looks. Whenever she went out, there was never a hair out of place. In fact from the way she decked herself up, like carefully applying nail polish on the nails of her hands and feet or applying lipstick on her lips or sporting her hair in different styles, it was clear that she was extremely conscious of her looks. She was fashionable in her own way, but her fashion was not expensive. She picked up her cosmetics, clothes, jewellery and fashion accessories at bargain stores and thus did not have to spend a fortune for her looks.

Mom usually dressed in sarees (Indian dress for women comprising of nine yards of cloth to cover the lower part of the body from the waist to the feet, while also covering the breasts and going over the left shoulder) and occasionally in salwars (Indian pants, usually loose fitted and tied at the waist with a cord, usually worn by women). She preferred dresses that highlighted her abundant curves. Semi transparent chiffon sarees, either plain or sequined at the borders were her favourites. She tucked her saree an inch below the navel. It gave a great view of her plump, fleshy, milk white belly. On account of some fat having collected around her middle, there were two distinct folds on either side of her midriff. Her salwars were very tight around her legs and fat thighs. The contours of her hefty thighs and legs became very clear when she wore those tight salwars.

She mostly wore sleeveless blouses and kameezes (Indian loose shirts, also known as kurtas, full or half sleeved or sleeveless, usually ending above the knee) or kurtis (short kameezes) of matching colours to go with her sarees and salwars. Her sleeveless blouses were very short, tight and skimpy. The straps of the blouses that went around the shoulders were very thin. The fronts of her blouses and kameezes had a deep, plunging neckline. That gave an abundant view of her two white, fleshy milk pots and the deep cleavage. When she moved around, her breasts jumped like a pair of puppies trying to break free from their tight confines. The blouses had very thin strips on her back, just wide enough to conceal the straps of her bra. So, the whole of her back right down to her waist, from where her saree started was practically exposed.

Her tight, body hugging kameezes and kurtis which had low necks and backs also gave a splendid view of her cleavage and her back. When she walked, her mammoth mammaries bounced and the globes of her large perfectly round, fat ass swayed alluringly. The contours of her large ass became vividly clear when she wore her tight salwars. No wonder, men could not restrain themselves from ogling at her, whenever she went out and stared at her with undisguised lust in their eyes, as far as their sights would go.

Mom loved to wear ethnic, costume jewellery. Nothing expensive, yet chic. A gold chain, a gold ring, silver anklets and toe rings were the only traditional items of jewellery that she wore. Chains, necklaces and ear studs or ear rings of beads or metals were her favourites. On her right wrist, she wore a single thick bangle, the colour of which usually matched the colour of her saree or kameez, which she was wearing on a particular day. On her left wrist, she sported a leather strapped wrist watch. She wore fashionable high heel slippers and never forgot her faux designer sun glasses when she went out. Thus, mom had an impeccable taste and never appeared outlandish. She looked very sexy, without seemingly making any extra efforts to flaunt her sexiness.

A little extra money and the opportunity to splash some of it on things she loved, brought about a refreshing change in her face and behaviour. Her face lighted up. She smiled more often and her smirk vanished. She hummed a tune from some popular Hindi or Bengali movie song, pampered herself with her beauty enhancing cosmetics and was generally full of warmth and bonhomie. Such instances didn't come frequently though.

But a money crunch had just the opposite effect. She became depressed and irritable. I tried to avoid her presence at these times, as she screamed at me at the slightest pretext. Sometimes in such situations, she locked herself in her bedroom and drank some booze to calm her jarring nerves. Mom had never tasted alcohol when she was married. Her travails must have made her familiar to the stuff. When she locked herself up in her bedroom, I had some respite from her unreasonable rage. Having got a decent job, I was relieved that our financial crunch and hopefully, mom's depressions were finally over.

One of mom's admirers was, as I have already mentioned, our neighbour, Vipin Bhatia and he never failed to compliment mom's looks. He tried to strike a conversation with mom at every available opportunity, offering any assistance that she might require. Mom was always polite to him. But as she had to handle the household chores all by herself, she could not give him a lot of time. Besides, occupied as she is with the serious thought of having to run our family of two on a shoe string budget, she could hardly accommodate any romantic thought. Also, her self esteem prevented her from accepting any assistance from Vipin uncle, which he was ever ready to offer.

Vipin uncle occasionally visited our flat and mom served him tea and snacks and talked to him as she worked. Mom usually wore sleeveless, chiffon nighties at home. When her back was turned towards him, Vipin uncle stared at her gorgeous ass with unabashed lust. When in the morning, mom hung the washed clothes on ropes in our rear balcony; he took a peek through his window, trying to catch a glimpse of the exposed portions of mom's boobs from the side, as she raises her arms to hang the clothes on the rope. After a couple of days, I understood how mad Vipin uncle was for mom.

One night, after both mom and I had gone to sleep in our respective bedrooms, the phone in the drawing room started to ring. I was awakened by the sound, but tired as I was, I did not feel like walking to the drawing room to pick up the receiver. A little later, mom came out of her bedroom, lighted the drawing room light and walked towards the phone. Suddenly, I became curious as to who could be calling at the middle of the night. I waited for mom to pick up the receiver. I had an extension of the phone in my bedroom. Sometimes, I chatted with my girl friend Swapna on that phone, after mom had gone to sleep and the house was quiet. I gently picked up the receiver in my room.

"Hello," mom mumbled sleepily.

"Hello, Shobhaji?" an unfamiliar male voice asked.

"Yes. Who are you?" mom answered.

"It doesn't matter as to who I am. You and I know each other very well. I love you very much Shobhaji. Could we meet somewhere and talk? Just give me half an hour on any day convenient to you," there was earnestness in his voice.

"I am not interested," mom slammed the phone down, turned off the drawing room light and began to walk towards her bedroom.

Suddenly, my attention was drawn towards Vipin uncle's bedroom window. Our bedroom windows faced each other and there was a distance of around ten feet between them. His window was open and the curtains drawn aside. A dim, blue light was on. Vipin uncle was standing completely naked and dialing some number on his phone. Our phone rang again. I had no doubt in my mind that it was Vipin uncle, who was making the call. Mom had just reached her bedroom. She returned again to take the call. I picked up the receiver of my extension at the same time.

"Hello Shobhaji. Why did you disconnect the phone?" it was the same male voice. Vipin uncle had covered the mouthpiece with a handkerchief in order to muffle and guise his voice. He was fondling his huge erect cock as he spoke. His bedroom window being very close to mine, I could distinctly hear every word he was saying, even without putting my ear to the receiver.

"Hello, whoever you are. Why are you disturbing a decent woman in the middle of the night? I told you I am not interested. Please leave me in peace," she slammed the phone down again. It started to ring again in an instant. Vipin uncle was persistent. Mom disconnected the phone's cord and left for her bedroom.

Surprisingly, it was not anger for Vipin uncle, but erotic thoughts that entered my mind. I began to fantasise about mom being fucked by Vipin uncle and began to masturbate. In less than a minute I shot a deluge of sperms on my bed sheet. I began to reason with myself that mom had been deprived of sex for a long time and Vipin uncle was fairly obsessed with her. It would be a good idea to unite them so that they could enjoy each other sexually.

The next morning I woke up somewhat late. While I was brushing my teeth, I saw Vipin uncle come out of our building and walk towards his car. "Good morning, Vipin uncle," I exclaimed aloud from our balcony. "Good morning, Sandip," he returned my greeting. "Come to my flat at seven in the evening. A farewell party for you. It is going to be special," he said as he sat in his car. "OK, I will come," I replied.

At seven in the evening, I went to Vipin uncle's flat. He had already arranged two plates of warm tandoori roti (an Indian bread made in clay ovens or tandoors) and steaming chicken curry. There was some salad in another plate. As I sat down on the sofa, Vipin uncle poured Scotch whiskey in two glasses. "Let us start," he said. "Thank you Vipin uncle," I said. We clicked our glasses and said "Cheers".

A little later, Vipin uncle inserted a DVD in the DVD player. "Today, we will watch a Bengali (relating to the state of West Bengal in India or to the country of Bangladesh) porn movie. Bengali women are the hottest women in India. I had sex with a Bengali housewife two years ago. The experience was unforgettable. The DVD rental guy told me that this DVD has a middle aged, horny Bengali mom and her teenage daughter being fucked by two burly Pathans (an ethnic tribe from Afghanistan)," he said.

We watched the movie silently as we ate and drank. Vipin uncle refilled our glasses from time to time. It was really a hot movie. The Pathan hunks fucked the shit out of the horny Bengali mom and her slutty daughter. When the movie ended, Vipin uncle excused himself for a while to go to the toilet. When after five minutes he failed to return, I silently went up to the toilet to check if anything was amiss. The door of the toilet was shut from inside and a muffled noise was coming from there.

I peered through the keyhole to check the source of the noise. What I saw left me dazed. Vipin uncle was standing completely naked. He was madly jacking away his erect black cock which was eleven inches long and five inches in girth. The bulbous tip of his monster cock was dripping with juices. His eyes were closed in ecstasy and he was mumbling, "Shobha, I love you. I love you my darling. I want to fuck your pussy and your ass." Suddenly his facial muscles started to twitch and thick, white cum ejaculated from the tip of his cock in a huge arc to fall on the wall in front of him.

Taking a while to compose himself and put on his shorts, he came out of the bathroom. I had already returned to the drawing room sofa by then. "Sorry, I was a little late," Vipin uncle grinned sheepishly. "Not at all. It has only been ten minutes," I replied. We had already finished our food. A little whiskey was still left in the bottle. Vipin uncle poured all of it equally in our glasses. We lit up cigarettes as we sipped from our glasses. The whiskey had made us a little inebriated and we started discussing various topics, including sexual ones, very freely.

"I am leaving for my job day after tomorrow. I will take the evening bus tomorrow," I said.

"Yes, unfortunately for me, I will miss a good pal," Vipin uncle replied with a smile.

"Mom will be all alone from tomorrow," I said pensively.

"Are you leaving her for me?" he asked with a wicked grin on his face.

I laughed aloud, "Yes, as our neighbour, you will have to look after her."

"That I will do even without your reminding me about it," this time he was serious. I was sure that he would utilise my absence to make his advances on mom.

"Sandip, I feel really sorry for your mom. Shobhaji is such a good looking woman. And if you don't mind me saying, she is very sexy too. At her age she should have lots of sex. But alas! Your father divorced such a fine woman. I don't understand what quality he found in that slut Trisha, which did not exist in your mom. Shobhaji has not remarried; neither does she have a boy friend. I understand her reasons for going it alone. She has been extremely dutiful and committed towards the upkeep and well being of her family. But it must be very painful for her to lead a life of abstinence. After you leave, she will be alone even more. No one to talk to her at home," Vipin uncle said slowly and thoughtfully.

"Yes, it will be a problem indeed," I agreed. "Your companionship will be most welcome to her in this situation. Lack of friends, especially male ones, have made her somewhat depressed and irritating in nature. I am sure that you can pull her up from this state of mind."

"Oh yes, I will give her as much company as possible. Shobhaji is a Bengali woman and from my own experience I can tell you that Bengali women are the hottest women in India. I can only imagine how difficult it must be for her at her age to lead a life, devoid of sex or a male companion. A round of good sex can make a man or woman cheerful. Shobhaji needs a lot of sex to cure her of her depression," he remarked thoughtfully.

I could agree no less. But deep down in my heart I knew that while she had indeed abstained herself from the company of men since her divorce, she was not really devoid of sex. I vividly remembered what had happened one night. Mom had already gone to bed. The door of her bed room was shut, but not locked from inside. I had shut the door of my room and was talking to my girl friend Swapna on the phone. After talking for some time, I put the phone down and prepared to go to bed. Suddenly the noise of a faint moan reached my ears.

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I came out of my room to check from where the sound was coming. It came from the direction of mom's bedroom. I was worried. Was she ill or feeling uncomfortable? I tiptoed my way in the dark and slowly pushed the door slightly to take a peek through the parting. What I saw bewildered me. The room was faintly lit with a blue lamp. Mom was lying on her bed. Her nightie was raised to the level of her stomach and her panty was lying by her side. Her fat, white thighs and the mound of her clean shaven fleshy cunt were clearly visible. She was pushing two fingers in and out of her cunt. With each push of her fingers deep inside her cunt, she thrust her pelvis upwards, moaning, "Aaaah... aaaahhh... oh nooo... ohhh!" I stood transfixed, watching her action.

Suddenly, the thrust of her fingers became more rapid. Her face contorted with pleasure and she started to thrash her legs around. She was bucking her waist upwards with each quick thrust of her fingers. "Ohhhh nooooo... I am coming... Ohhhhh God... Aaaaaah... Noooo!" she screamed in ecstatic pleasure. With a final thrust of her hips she came into a massive climax and lay on her bed panting.

I left the place immediately and entering my bedroom, shut the door. Throwing my clothes off my body, I started to jack my throbbing, erect cock and ended up in one of the biggest climaxes in my life. I knew for sure that mom might not have had a boy friend, but she definitely fulfilled her sexual needs through masturbation. I accepted that as quite natural, though. Every human being had his or her own sexual needs and it was only natural that they should fulfill it.

"By the way, Sandip, I need someone at office to process the orders. Bansal is the only employee I have there. He specialises in accounts, but looks after everything. He is growing old and can not handle too much pressure. So, I have plans to let old Bansal look after the accounts only and appoint someone to process orders," Vipin uncle said, breaking into my chain of thoughts.

"Oh! I see," I remarked.

"How about Shobhaji taking up the job? She has worked before in different companies and has some experience. When you leave, she would be all alone with nothing much to do. Rather than watching TV throughout the day and getting bored, it would be far better for her if she is engaged in a job. I will pay her seven thousand rupees per month. She would go to office and return home in my car and will have a day off on Sundays every week. Besides, she is free to leave the job anytime, if she does not like it," Vipin uncle suggested.

The offer looked very attractive to me. Never in her life had mom earned seven thousand rupees from any job, let alone free transportation. The money would add to her kitty and she could buy more things she fancied from her salary. "It is a genuinely good offer. I will talk to mom about it. I think she will accept it. Thanks for the offer anyway, Vipin uncle. I will meet you tomorrow and let you know about her decision. Good night," I said and left.

"Good night Sandip. Try to convince her to accept the offer. She will not find many like this one. I am making this offer just because Shobhaji is my neighbour and you are my friend," he added.

"I will," I said and went to our flat. It was ten at night. Mom was awake and opened the door for me. She smelt the distinct odour of alcohol coming from my mouth and remarked with a smile, "Had a great party I see."

"Oh yes, the party was great," I replied and then drew her into a discussion about Vipin uncle's offer.

Hearing the whole of it very attentively, she said incredulously, "It sounds unbelievable. Are you sure he means it? I don't have much professional qualifications. Just a university degree and some basic knowledge of computers."

After I was able to convince her that the offer was genuine, she readily agreed to accept it. I told her that we would talk to Vipin uncle the next morning and went to bed. I talked to Swapna for a while on the phone and she promised to meet me at the bus terminus the next evening.

The next morning, I woke up late because of the previous night's drinking binge. It was eight already. I had to pack my things as I was leaving in the evening to join my new job. I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth. Mom was already awake, preparing breakfast in the kitchen. A cup of hot tea and a few biscuits were already placed on the dining table for me. Suddenly the door bell rang. Mom opened the door.

"Hello Shobhaji! Good morning." It was Vipin uncle.

"Good morning Vipinji. Please come inside," mom said with a warm smile. "Please sit down. Let me bring you some tea."

"Thanks Shobhaji," Vipin uncle said as he sat on the sofa and turned over the pages of that morning's newspaper.

Mom brought a cup of steaming hot tea and some biscuits and placed it on a table near him. "Thought, I should inquire what time Sandip is leaving. I can take him to the bus terminus in my car."

"Oh thank you Vipinji. That would be so kind of you. By the way, why don't you join us for breakfast? I am preparing aloo parathas (an Indian delicacy prepared by stuffing boiled potato paste in dough, flattening it with a rolling pin and finally frying it in oil) and sabzi (Indian curry made with different vegetables) for breakfast," mom said with an enchanting smile.

"It is me, who should thank you for your gracious invitation Shobhaji and not the other way round. And please don't thank me for small things. As your neighbour, I consider it my duty to reach Sandip to the bus terminus," Vipin uncle said extremely gentlemanly.

His gaze followed mom as she went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. She has a dynamite ass, which swayed tantalizingly as she walked towards the kitchen, leaving Vipin uncle totally fascinated. The aroma of aloo parathas being fried, filled our nostrils. Mom served the aloo parathas and sabzi prepared with cauliflower and potatoes on three plates and asked Vipin uncle to join us at the dining table.

We sat in the shape of a U around the dining table. I sat at one end. Mom and Vipin uncle sat on either side facing each other. Vipin uncle was using every opportunity to gaze at mom's boobs. The black bra that mom was wearing was faintly visible through her sheer, pink nightie. That had riveted all of his attention.

Munching on a small piece of paratha with some sabzi, he asked mom, "Shobhaji, did Sandip tell you anything about a job in my company?"

"Oh yes, he did say about the job last night," mom replied.

"OK. Did he tell you, that I personally want you to take up that job?" he asked.

"Yes, he told me that too," mom replied, a bit hesitant.

"So, what is your decision?" he asked, raising his eyebrows.

"Honestly, it is too good an offer to refuse, Vipinji. But I have never worked in a job that pays so much. I was wondering as to whether I could do justice to your fabulous offer," mom replied.

"Oh Shobhaji, you have nothing to worry about that. All you have to do is to tell the rates of the different products, to the customers who come or call on the phone. If they order something, you have to take it down and send the order information to me and to Bansal. Bansal will take care of the payment from the customer and I will look after the supply. Everything is there on the computer. You have to check it once or twice and it will be easy for you. Besides, Bansal will help you too. It is really simple. I am sure you can do it easily. You have to work from nine in the morning to six in the evening. There is a lunch break for half an hour at one thirty in the afternoon. The office remains closed on Sundays. You will go to office and return home in my car. You can even leave the job any time you want, if you do not like it," Vipin uncle assured mom.

"OK, I accept the job. Thank you Vipinji. I don't know how to thank you for your help," mom said with a big smile on her face.

"It is my pleasure, Shobhaji. Please join from tomorrow, if that is no problem," Vipin uncle was visibly elated.

Mom checked up mentally and then said, "I have no problem. I can start from tomorrow."

"OK, I will call you at eight thirty tomorrow morning. Please get ready by that time," he said leaving nothing to chance. Mom nodded her head affirmatively and said, "Yes, I will be ready by then."

Until then, Vipin uncle had been talking to mom only. I was sitting, silently listening to their conversation. Turning towards me he asked, "Sandip, what time does your bus leave?" "It starts at five thirty in the evening," I replied. "I will call you at five in the evening. Shobhaji must surely be accompanying you to the bus terminus. Both of you get ready by then. I have some urgent work to do. So I must leave now. Bye Sandip. Bye Shobhaji," so saying, Vipin uncle left.

He called us punctually at the appointed time. Mom came out first. She was dressed in a light pink saree and a very short and skimpy sleeveless blouse of the same colour. Not only the blouse, the colour of her lipstick and nail polish, the necklace of beads and her bangle, her bag and high heel slippers were all of the same light pink colour. Vipin uncle could not bat his eyelids for a moment as he gazed at mom in open admiration. "Wow Shobhaji! You look gorgeous," he exclaimed.

"Thank you Vipinji," mom replied, smiling shyly.

I had two large bags containing my clothes and other essentials, which Vipin uncle put into the boot of the car. I sat next to him in the front seat while mom sat at the back. On reaching the bus terminus, I purchased a window side ticket. The bus was waiting. So I put my luggage inside and checked my seat. Coming down, I saw Swapna coming towards the bus, waving at me. I took her aside, where there was no one. We hugged each other tightly and kissed each other's lips. I promised that I would come as early as possible. I knew Swapna was everything in my life. I could not live without her. One day she would be my wife. If there was any pain in leaving this place, it was more for the sake of Swapna than for my mom, whose irritating behaviour in the recent past had got on my nerves and created an invisible wall between us.

We held each other's hands and talked. From the corner of my eye I could see Vipin uncle and mom talking animatedly. I could not hear what they were talking about, from that distance. But mom was laughing at some joke that he had cracked. A moment later he held her hand and led her to a refreshment stall. They sat at a table on the lawn under the shade of a garden umbrella. The waiter placed two glasses of cola on their table, which they started to sip.

A few minutes later, the same waiter came to us with two glasses of cola on a tray. Vipin uncle had obviously sent it. We took our glasses and sipped as we talked. Suddenly the driver started the engine and blew the horn a few times. We finished our glasses in a gulp and came towards the bus. Mom and Vipin uncle had left their seats too and started to walk towards the bus. I hugged mom, Vipin uncle and Swapna individually and boarded the bus. As it left, I waved at them from the window till I lost sight of them.

The bus reached the place of my posting at ten thirty in the night. It had made only one stop midway for the passengers to refresh themselves. The company had sent a car to pick me up. I reached my quarter and unlocked the door with the key that the driver of the car gave me. The quarter was fully furnished. I came out briefly to have my dinner and to call mom, Vipin uncle and Swapna, informing them that I had reached safely.

The next morning I joined office. My colleagues were very cooperative and helpful. The work was not too heavy. I was enjoying my job from day one. I called mom and Swapna everyday and Vipin uncle occasionally. Like me, mom was enjoying her new job too. Swapna was missing me very much. Vipin uncle was missing me too. All three wanted to know when I would be coming. As the company had entrusted me with an important assignment which required urgent completion, I was not sure when I could return home for a brief visit. Consequently I could not give them a certain date, but only told that I would call before my visit.

I worked diligently on my assignment and completed it in two weeks. My boss was full of praise for me. "If it had been anybody else, it would have taken at least a month," he remarked. He checked the draft carefully. There were no mistakes at all. I stayed quite late in my office to prepare the final copy. After everything was completed to his satisfaction, my boss said, "Sandip, why don't you leave office early tomorrow? You can take the afternoon bus to go home. You have Sunday off plus three public holidays on Saturday, Monday and Tuesday. You can enjoy four days at home." I thanked him profusely for allowing to leave early, the next day.

I went to my cabin in the office, in order to make calls to inform mom, Swapna and Vipin uncle about my arrival the next day. But suddenly I changed my mind. I wanted to arrive unannounced, thereby giving all of them a pleasant surprise.

The next day I left office early with my boss' prior permission. Taking the bus that left at one thirty in the afternoon, I reached home just before seven in the evening. It was already dark by then. Mom had not returned from office. Both, Vipin uncle's and our flats were dark. I had spare keys of the flat with me. So I opened the door and entered our flat. After taking a bath and getting refreshed, I went down below and bought a pizza and a bottle of Pepsi. I was very hungry.

Returning to our flat again, I locked the door from inside. The lock could be opened from either side with the same keys, of which I had one and two were with mom. Turning off the lights I reclined on the sofa and switched on the TV. A soccer match was going on between my favourite team and its main rival. My favourite team was winning five goals to three. I nibbled from my pizza and sipped from the bottle of Pepsi as I watched the game. Mom would get a nice surprise when she opened the door and entered the flat, I thought to myself.

At around half past eight, I heard the sound of a car outside. It was Vipin uncle's red Santro. Mom got out of the car as it came to halt and waited till Sunil uncle had parked it in the parking space in the ground floor of the building. Then both came up in the elevator. I could clearly see both of them from the drawing room window, as they stepped out of the elevator.

Mom looked stunning in a black saree with sequins on it. She was wearing one of the skimpiest blouses of the same colour. It had extremely thin spaghetti straps around the shoulder and a plunging neckline. More than a third of mom's large, white boobs and cleavage were on display. Her back was practically bare except for the thin blouse straps running over shoulder and across her back.

Mom had the same burgundy shade of hair, but it was trimmed much shorter. She had applied dark chocolate lip gloss and the nail polish was of the same shade too. For a change, she had put on a big, circular, black bindi on her forehead. Her plump, milk white belly with its deep navel and her fair white arms stood out in glorious contrast to her black saree and blouse.

She had a small diamond stud on her nose, which I saw for the first time. From her earlobes, dangled two long ear ornaments made entirely of small, black beads. She wore a thick, long necklace of the same black beads. Each of her wrists were adorned with a bunch of black, glass bangles. Mom had a wrist watch with black leather straps on her left wrist. She wore the same old gold ring on her right finger, while her feet and toes were adorned with silver anklets and toe rings. She wore dainty, black, high heel slippers and carried an expensive, new, shiny, black leather purse in her hand. The woman standing before me was a sex goddess. I stared at mom enchanted. She had obviously splashed her new found money on these fashion items.

Vipin uncle was dressed in a tight fitted, yellow, open necked T shirt and a pair of tight blue jeans. He wore a pair of brown cowboy boots. A thick gold chain hanging around his neck was visible from the open front of his T shirt. On his right wrist he wore a thick gold bracelet and on his left wrist he wore a stainless steel watch with a thick leather strap. He had a large frame and was looking every inch the hunk that he was.

"Shobha, why don't you come to my flat? We have already had our dinner at the Chinese restaurant. So you don't have to cook tonight. Instead of watching those boring, Saas Bahu (mother-in-law and daughter-in-law) TV series alone, you can chat with me for a while. Besides you have never come to my flat," he suggested. In a little more than two weeks time, he had started to address mom as Shobha instead of Shobhaji. Indians suffix the word ji to a name while addressing a person as a mark of respect. Omitting the ji could signify that the two are very familiar and close to each other and are on first name terms. There closeness was also apparent as they had started to dine out together.

"Yes Vipinji, it is not a bad idea to spend sometime chatting, although we have chatted for close to an hour while dining at the restaurant," mom replied with a smile.

"Tomorrow is a holiday. The office will remain closed. So there is no hurry to go to bed early. We can chat for a long time without worry. Come on. And, one more thing. Please stop calling me Vipinji. Just call me Vipin. I hate formality. That is why I have stopped addressing you as Shobhaji. We are not only neighbours, we are like friends. Let us not stick to any employer employee relationship, but become friends. Is that OK?" he said.

"OK, I will call you Vipin," mom said smilingly. Together they entered his flat.

I lost sight of both of them after they entered his flat. I was in a dilemma as to whether to call mom from Vipin uncle's flat or to wait for her to return. I finally settled on the latter, as my desire to surprise her was still there. So, I went into my bedroom and lay down on my bed. I had not switched on the lights and so the room was dark. I parted the curtains of the window just a little and some light from outside came into the room.

Suddenly a little more light entered the room. I turned around to see from where it came. Vipin uncle had put on the light in his bedroom and opened the window to let in some fresh air. The curtains were drawn apart. And everything inside the room was clearly visible. As I have already mentioned, one of the windows of my bedroom directly faced one of the windows of Vipin uncle's bedroom and were just ten feet apart. I could not only see everything in the bedroom clearly, but also distinctly hear every word being spoken. So I peered intently, trying to see what was going on.

Mom had also entered the bedroom and Vipin uncle offered her a chair to seat. He turned on the TV and selected one of mom's favourite channels. A soap was being telecast there. "How about some drinks, Shobha? I know you drink sometimes," he suggested.

"I don't drink normally. I used to occasionally when times were really bad, just to drown my sorrows. I am not addicted to that stuff. Now I don't take it," mom replied.

"Now your problems are over. Sandip has a good job. You are earning too. Your sorrows are definitely over, now that you have a lot of money. How about drinking a little to the good times?" Vipin uncle asked.

"Oh OK. A little would be good. But I don't want to get drunk," mom replied laughing.

"Neither do I," he said and poured Scotch whiskey in two glasses and put some roasted cashew nuts on a plate. They started to sip their whiskey as they munched their cashew nuts. Mom was watching a TV serial intently as she drank slowly. From their faces, it was obvious that they were very relaxed. A young lady in the TV series had just married her beau and they looked very happy. They were decorating their new home and hugging and smooching each other every now and then.

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"I see, you like this soap very much," Vipin uncle interrupted.

"Oh yes, I watch it everyday. Just this one, not all," mom said with a smile.

"You ladies, love to watch these romantic TV series. These are purely emotional stuff, which just make you laugh or weep. Pretty mindless. Nothing sensible in those," Vipin uncle said with a flourish of his hand.

"I agree. But after watching a few episodes, one gets addicted and there is no way to get out. You have to watch every episode," mom replied laughing.

"Aah! So that's it. You are addicted to this thing. But if you love this serial so much, you must also behave like the characters."

"How? Run around trees, singing like the heroine?" mom asked laughing.

"Oh no. That would be stupid. I meant you could have a romantic affair like the heroine. Besides, you are no less attractive than the heroine in that TV series. I am sure you have scores of male admirers. They would love to have a roaring affair with you."

"I am really flattered Vipin. But I don't have an hour glass figure like that heroine. And she must be half my age."

"I am not flattering you Shobha. I am just telling you the truth. In real life, men don't desire skinny models as companions. They prefer fleshy, plump women like you. And as for your age, well I would always go for a middle aged, experienced lady ten times out of ten," Vipin uncle poured more whiskey into the empty glasses.

"Thanks for the compliments Vipin. About what you said, I can only say that it would look extremely foolish if a woman with a grown up son suddenly started a romantic affair. Besides, Sandip would be the target of ridicule from his friends. He might be angry with me," mom said somewhat thoughtfully.

Vipin uncle had found a point to dwell on. "That is all the more reason to have an affair. Sandip is now employed in a far away town. No friend of his would know whether you are having an affair or not from that far. Sandip is hardly likely to return here. Now that he has a good job, he will marry Swapna very soon and settle there permanently. Maybe he will come occasionally to see you, but that is all. He will be having a lot of enjoyment with Swapna there. He would hardly have any time to even think about you. You will be left all alone. And some undesirable elements might try to take advantage of your loneliness by pestering you. But if you have a husband or a reliable boy friend, no one would think of taking advantage of you," Vipin uncle said as he replenished the glasses.

"I think three is more than sufficient for me," mom said indicating to her whiskey glass. "I am already filling a little dizzy. By the way, you are not far off the point Vipin, when you talked about men disturbing me. Once, I did get a phone call from an anonymous person, disturbing me in the middle of the night"

"Like you, I don't normally drink more than three pegs at a time. That is my limit. So rest assured, I would not insist for more. Take this one very slow and drink it over as long as you can. That way you will enjoy it," Vipin uncle said.

Continuing he said, "You see, I was not wrong when I talked about the disturbances from some bad people. Hope, all that nuisance has stopped. Moreover, I am sure that you do have some physical needs. You are only forty-five years old. You should not overlook those totally and lead a life of abstinence. Because, that will only make you irritable. You must have some man in your life who will fulfill your physical needs and desires and also protect you from people who can cause you harm. Tell me Shobha, am I wrong?"

"No Vipin, actually you are quite right. I used to be quite irritable, though I have changed a lot in recent times. I am not sure whether that was because of my financial problems or due to lack of any male friends. But would any man really be interested in me. I am, as you rightly said, forty-five years old. Most men go for much younger women. I am not very good looking either. I think I am overweight. I definitely know that men love slim women. My ex-husband left me for a younger, slimmer woman. Besides, people would say bad things about me, if I start an affair now." It was clear that mom was not convinced by Vipin uncle.

"Shobha, let us sit on the bed and discuss these things comfortably," Vipin uncle said. Both of them sat on the bed and he took two large pillows and placed them against the head rest. They leaned their backs on the pillows. There was still some whiskey in their glasses, so they took their glasses to bed. The soft mattress and pillows were really comfortable.

Vipin uncle started again. He was quite persuasive. "Shobha, your husband was a fool to leave such a beautiful woman like you. He humiliated your beauty when there are so many men ready to fall in love with you. Women really mature when they are middle aged. Look around and you will see that most of the single women around you have boy friends. Mita, Dipti and Kanika are all divorced and they have boy friends. They are also nearly the same age as you are, maybe a few years older. Nobody minds these things these days."

Mom nodded her head, unsure as to what to say. Vipin uncle moved very close to her body and said, "You look absolutely great tonight. I have never seen a more beautiful woman than you. Your dress and makeup are fantastic. Hope you don't mind my saying this, but you definitely look very sexy."

Mom's cheeks turned red as Vipin uncle said that she looked sexy. With her head slightly bowed, she said, "Vipin, the diamond nose stud and leather purse are gifts from you. So, if I look good, it is due to you. Thank you very much for that."

"Oh no Shobha, you should not thank me. I gifted those to you because you deserved the gifts. You worked really hard at my office. The gifts are an acknowledgement of your dedicated service. Besides, such things do not look as good on other women as it does on you. I am enchanted with your look tonight," Vipin uncle was gushing.

So he had already started buying expensive gifts for her, I thought. Good work was just an excuse. He was trying to win her heart.

Almost unnoticed, he had placed one of his hands on her thigh and the other around her shoulder. The hand on her thigh was slowly moving up and down. Suddenly, he moved his hands and asked, "Shobha, would you mind if I got out of my T shirt and jeans? It is quite sultry today and I am feeling hotter, probably because of the drink. At home, I normally dress in a pair of shorts only."

"Oh no Vipin, I would not mind at all. It is really hot and I am feeling it too. You can change over to your shorts. You will feel far more comfortable," mom replied.

Vipin uncle got down from the bed and undressed. He wrapped a towel around his waist and opened his jeans and briefs. After that, he put on a pair of dark green shorts. I could see Vipin uncle's bare body from my window. He was a big man, nearly six feet tall, with thick arms and legs. Compared to my plump, petite mom, he was a giant of a man. His broad, hairy, chest and thick hairy arms and legs were in full view. He had a slight paunch around his waist. Vipin uncle had a clean shaven face with a somewhat thick pair of lips and a prominent nose. His hair had thinned a little at the front and was dyed in a brown shade.

"How about watching a film?" he asked mom.

"Not bad, but isn't it getting late?" mom asked.

"Oh Shobha, don't worry about getting late. You don't have to go to work tomorrow."

"OK then. Let us watch a movie."

"We shall watch a Korean movie. It has won many international awards. It was screened at the local film festival. The demand for tickets was so high that I could not get one even in the black market. Later, I purchased the DVD."

Mom nodded her head in agreement. Vipin uncle inserted the DVD into the player, switched off the tube light and switched on a dim blue light. The room was plunged into semi darkness. But, even then everything was clearly visible from my room, as I gazed intently from the window. He switched on the TV with a remote and got into bed, again sitting closely with mom. Vipin uncle and I had together watched the Korean film that he was talking about. It was about the brutal fucking of a beautiful teenage girl from a village by the landlord and his henchmen. The movie was full of steamy scenes, graphically showing the girl being bangd.

As the movie started, Vipin uncle again put his arm around mom's shoulders, while his other hand rested on her thigh. Slowly he started to caress her thighs and pressed them softly. Their bodies were sticking together. The movie was depicting vivid sex scenes. The DVD was obviously uncensored. Suddenly, I noticed Vipin uncle's toes playing with mom's feet and toes. His arm had slid from her shoulder and was now embracing her waist. He started to caress her plump, milk white belly with his palm, sometimes inserting the tip of his index finger inside the hollow of her navel. Mom started to feel a little uneasy at Vipin uncle's overtures.

At the same time, the erotic movie and his caresses were starting to make their effect on her. She pressed her thighs and rubbed them against each other. She was surely starting to wet and trying hard to conceal any indication of her arousal.

"Hey Shobha, isn't this a hot movie? I have watched it many times. What can a man with no wife do? He needs some entertainment after all," Vipin uncle said. He already had a massive erection and his dark green shorts were bulging. Mom could not have failed to notice such a prominent bulge.

She said, "Watching films like these isn't always bad. Even doctors agree that it is sometimes necessary to watch these. But Vipin, you can find a nice girl friend or a wife to fulfill your physical needs."

"I have already found my girl friend," Vipin uncle grinned.

"Who? Where?" mom asked with a smile.

"It is the beautiful lady sitting next to me right now. It is you Shobha. I have desired you from the day I saw you first. I love you Shobha." Vipin uncle embraced mom tightly and looked straight into her eyes.

Mom couldn't believe what she was hearing. She tried to break free from Vipin uncle's tight embrace. But he held her in a vice like grip. "It would be extremely bad for me if Sandip comes to know about it. He will be very angry," she said in a desperate attempt to come out of his clutches.

"Sandip doesn't care for you. You didn't behave too well with him. Right now he is dreaming of having sex with Swapna. Your husband has left you. Nobody thinks of you. But you spurn the only person who has genuine feelings for you?"

"Vipin, I like you too. I am indebted for what you have done for me. You are a nice man. But would it be proper of you to take me to bed?"

"Of course it would be proper. You have been starved of sex for so many years. Earlier you had many problems. But now the problems have gone. So you can lead your life as you wish. You can have all the sex you really want. And I will give it to you. Don't deny yourself something you really want." Vipin uncle was not prepared to wait any longer. He switched off the TV with his remote. Cupping mom's face with both hands, he locked his lip on hers. Mom was not resisting anymore.

He sucked her luscious lips like a starved animal and began to probe the inner recesses of her mouth with his tongue. Mom was left breathless at the intensity of his kisses. His hands began to unbutton her blouse. It came off her body in no time. There were those voluptuous breasts encased in a black bra. He left the bra stay for the time being and started to open her saree instead. Mom's saree and petticoat came off in no time. There she was, lying only in her black bra and panty in Vipin uncle's arms. He grabbed her viciously, his hands running all over her body, while his warm lips planted warm kisses on her lips, neck, shoulders and ears. "Ohhh... umm... mmm!" mom began to moan softly at his frantic caresses.

Vipin uncle unclasped the strap of mom's bra. The gorgeous, milk white melons sprang from their confinement in all their glory. Sagging just slightly under their weight, the bouncy milk pots held him mesmerized for a moment. There were light brown areolas at their middle and from the centre of the areolas rose two dark brown, erect nipples as big as gbangs. Vipin uncle was mad with lust at the sight of those fruits of passion.

Vipin uncle palmed the boobs and gave them a slight squeeze. He gently caressed the mammoth mammaries and pinched the nipples with his thumb and index finger. "Aaaahhh... mmm!" mom sighed with pleasure. More pleasure was yet to come. Vipin uncle took each nipple by turn between his lips and sucked them hard. He ran his tongue on the nipples and bit them lightly with his teeth. Mom closed her eyes out of the sheer pleasure that Vipin uncle's ministrations were giving her. "Aaaahhh...," she sighed frequently.

Next, his mouth hovered all over soft, white fleshy belly, hips, thighs, legs and feet, as he planted hot kisses all over her body. He kissed her fat, marble white thighs, licked her navel and her toes and then slowly opened her panty. Turning her over, he grabbed her large, white fat ass with his hands and gave them a hard squeeze. "Ohhh!" a muffled groan escaped her lips.

Running his tongue through the parting of her ass he stopped a while at her ass hole and inserted his tongue inside it. Mom gasped as if an electric current had passed through her body. "Aaaahhh... ohhh... ohhh no...," she screamed.

He turned her on her back again and let his hand roam on the clean shaven, fleshy mound of mom's cunt. Mom's twat looked like bun which had been sliced through the middle. He inserted his index finger very slowly inside the cunt, which was already wet with her love juices. His fingers started toying with her clitoris. Mom bucked as if she had been electrocuted.

Vipin uncle pulled off his shorts and his huge cock sprang free. It was unlike anything mom had seen in her life. Eleven inches long and five inches in girth, it looked like a raging python. The foreskin was pulled back and the huge, red tip was glistening, as pre-cum dripped from the slit at the middle. His pubic hair was shaved clean and a brown sac containing his large balls hung tantalisingly. There was fear and shock in mom's eyes.

Getting down from the bed and standing on the floor by the side of the bed, Vipin uncle grabbed mom's face and put the tip of his huge dick in her mouth. The length and girth of the huge dick filled her mouth. "Suck it baby. Suck it Shobha darling. You will love this lolly," Vipin uncle said imploringly.

Mom sucked the exquisite bulbous tip with her luscious lips and ran her tongue on its parting. "Ohhhh... noooo...," Vipin uncle groaned with sheer pleasure. He grabbed her hair with his hands and thrust his cock down her throat. Mom nearly choked as she was forced to deep throat the massive tool. As his dick moved in and out of her mouth, she gasped. Suddenly, with an animal groan, Vipin uncle sent spurts of thick cum right down her throat. Mom coughed and sputtered as the hot cum hit the insides of her throat. Before drawing it out, he made her lick the last drops of cum on the tip of his dick.

Having spent himself in mom's mouth, Vipin uncle now clambered on the bed and spread mom's fat, white thighs wide apart with his hands. Bending over, he put his own mouth inside mom's cunt. His expert tongue caressed and played with her delicious pussy. She lifted her heavy hips upwards and shrieked at the heavenly pleasure that Vipin uncle's tongue was giving her. He held her upraised hips with his hands and plunged his tongue even deeper into the depths of her pussy. Mom, in turn responded by raising her hips as far as she could, taking his tongue as deep inside her as possible. She grabbed his hair, pushing his mouth hard against her cunt. Her fat thighs pressed his face. Vipin uncle's tongue play continued for some time. Suddenly, her legs arched and she began to thrust her pussy at his darting tongue. "Aaahhh... ohhh... noooo... suck me hard Vipin... harder... oohhh!" she screamed and spent herself in Vipin uncle's mouth. His tongue licked her pussy dry. Mom was panting heavily after the first proper sexual release she had in many years.

"Shobha baby, didn't you like it? Having sex after so many years with a real man?" Vipin uncle asked as he lifted his mouth from mom's cunt.

"Yes Vipin, it was unlike anything I have ever experienced. You were simply fantastic," mom replied still panting.

"Honestly speaking, I have never had sex with such a sexy woman like you in my life. This is a totally unforgettable experience. Wait till you take my cock in your pussy. I promise, you will never forget it. We will have masti (fun) right throughout the night," Vipin uncle said as he started to play with her boobs once again. He gave her a long kiss on her lips and guided her hand on his tool which was dangling limply like a sausage.

In mom's warm hands Vipin uncle's cock came back to life in no time. It stood ramrod straight as mom stroked the foreskin. Vipin uncle's finger started to play with mom's cunt again and she began to squirm with pleasure. "OK honey, now spread your legs," he said.

"Vipin, your cock is so large. I am scared to take it in." Mom was clearly afraid and it showed in her eyes. She drew her legs close in an effort to save her cunt from the pounding of Vipin uncle's monster cock.

"Don't be scared, my sexy baby. I will be very tender with you," Vipin uncle assured mom as his strong, thick, hairy hands prised mom's legs apart. Lifting her legs and setting her up in foetal position, he placed the tip of his huge dick at the entrance of mom's cunt and gave it a gentle push. The large, red, gleaming, bulbous tip of the cock immediately disappeared inside her pussy. As he pushed further, it met with some resistance. Its extraordinary girth was obviously too large for the width of mom's passage. Mom screamed, "Vipin, it is hurting me!"

Vipin uncle drew back his cock a bit. Lifting his hips upwards, he gave a huge thrust and rammed the monster cock upto its hilt, right through the depths of mom's velvety pussy. "Ooouuuuhhh...!" The cock seemed to have hit mom's uterus as she shrieked aloud. It seemed as if her eyes would pop out of their sockets. Vipin uncle didn't move for a while, allowing mom to regain her breath.

When she regained her breath, he started to fuck mom with slow, short strokes of his huge dick. He kissed mom's lips, ears and neck lovingly, while gently squeezing one of her boobs with one hand. Mom seemed to love the short slow strokes of his enormous tool, as she embraced him tightly with her hands and legs.

Gradually, the strokes became longer and faster. With each thrust, Vipin uncle hurled the most abusive slang at her. "Saali randi (bloody whore), I will rip your cunt till it bleeds. I will fuck you throughout the night, my sexy rani (queen)."

"Fuck me Vipin. Kill me with your cock. I am all yours. I have never had such pleasure in my life," mom implored like a bitch in heat.

Vipin uncle was now fucking furiously. Mad with red hot lust, he sunk his teeth in mom's bare flesh and squeezed her boobs very hard, like a wild beast. She was obviously enjoying the pain. As he frenziedly rammed his huge tool with vicious force, mom raised her hips to meet his animal thrust. She moaned deliriously as his massive piston pounded her ripe, meaty pussy. Grunting like an animal, he thrust his enormous dick deep inside her pleasure hole. Their bodies were rising and falling in passionate unison as they drowned in carnal pleasure.

After about twenty minutes lusty fucking, suddenly mom gripped Vipin uncle even tighter with her hands and legs. She dug her nails on his bare back. Her legs arched and her toes curled with uncontrollable pleasure. Her face contorted as she clenched her teeth. Shutting her eyes tight, she screamed, "Oh Vipin, I can't take any more. Fuck me hard Vipin. Harder... yessss... kill me. Ohhhh nooo! I love you Vipin. Aaaahhh... nooo...." Her eyes were now dilated, as she was drowned in the throes of passion. Rapidly thrusting her hips at his massive thrusts, she matched Vipin uncle shot for shot. Vipin uncle was screaming too. "I am coming, my baby. I can't hold it any longer. I will fill your cunt with my cum," he grunted. After a few more thrusts Vipin uncle shot a deluge of cum into the depths of mom's pussy, as she too spent herself. The explosive climax left both of them breathless and Vipin uncle rolled down from mom's body.

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It was time to caress each other after the great sex they just had. Petting mom's boobs Vipin uncle said, "Shobha, you are a sex bomb. You can give a man the greatest sexual satisfaction in his life. How long have I waited for this encounter!"

Mom was running her fingers on his broad, hairy chest and pinching his nipples with her fingers. "Vipin, you are a real stud. Until today I had never known that sex could be so great. This is the first real orgasm in my life. I am grateful to you for what you gave me today," she said lovingly.

"But I am not yet finished yet. There is still something to explore," Vipin uncle said with a smile.

"What?" she asked surprised, arching her eyebrows.

"Baby, you have such a gorgeous ass. It would be sin not to plunder that booty," Vipin uncle replied as his hands squeezed mom's ass. I clearly remembered how lustfully he used to stare at her booty.

"But Vipin, I have never had anal sex before. It would be very painful if your large cock enters my asshole," she appeared terrified at the prospect of Vipin uncle's monster cock ripping her asshole.

"Oh no honey, don't be scared. I will use lubricants and my cock will slide inside your asshole like knife through butter. It would be very easy and I am sure you will enjoy the new experience. But first we should have a glass of whiskey. It will reenergise us," Vipin uncle assured mom.

He poured whiskey in two glasses again and gave one to mom, while he sipped from the other. Caressing mom's fat, white thunder thighs lovingly with his hands and nibbling her earlobes lightly with his teeth as he drank from his glass, he asked, "Shobha baby, how did you like my lund (cock)?"

"It is a monster, Vipin. I never knew that a man could possess such a huge tool. I was so scared when I first saw it. It really hurt when you first rammed it down my throat and then again through my pussy. But after I adjusted myself to its enormous length and girth, I slowly began to like it. Now I really love it," mom cooed into his ear as she held his limp cock in her hand and massaged it gently with her fingers.

"It is all yours, my sexy baby. Let me confess how much I have fallen in love with your boor (cunt). It is like velvet and so tight. Such a joy to fuck. I have never in my life fucked any woman as horny as you are. You are just the woman I have been looking for since ages. Now you are truly mine. I am sure your gaand (ass) will be even more delicious. I can't wait to fuck it," Vipin uncle was all enthusiasm at the prospect of ripping mom's gorgeous ass.

"I am all yours now, Vipin. Anal sex will be a totally new experience for me. But first, promise me you will not hurt me," mom implored.

"I promise you it will be totally joyful experience for both of us. Don't worry a bit," Vipin uncle assured her. Keeping the empty whiskey glasses on a table, he brought out a bottle of fragrant body oil and a tube of lubricant from the chest. Pouring the body oil liberally from the bottle on his palm, he turned mom over and applied it on her fat, white ass. Mom's ass gleamed brightly as the oil was massaged liberally all over it. After a long massage which mom enjoyed greatly, he squeezed a handful from the tube of lubricants and massaged it gently along the entire length and girth of the stiffly erect giant cock. The cock was gleaming and it seemed that it had been made of varnished wood. Next he put a nozzle on the mouth of the tube and positioned it in the crack of mom's ass, squeezing from the tube all along the crack.

After that, Vipin uncle parted the ass cheeks wide apart with his hands and located mom's tiny asshole. He inserted the nozzle of the tube containing the lubricant and nearly emptied the contents of the tube. The abundance of lubricants must have caused a tickling sensation inside mom's anal passage, because mom began to squirm as the lubricant made its way inside. She was now all ready to be taken from the rear.

"Come on baby. We are ready now. Be a doggy," Vipin uncle said.

"Vipin, I am still scared. Don't hurt me please."

"I will not, I promise. Now be a good girl." He positioned mom at the edge of the bed. Her ass was raised in line with Vipin uncle's stiff cock. The erect monster swayed up and down, as if eager to spear the mouth watering booty in front. Standing on the floor, Vipin uncle spread mom's ass cheeks wide open with one hand and with the other positioned his huge dick at the entrance of mom's asshole. A gentle nudge with his hips and the large, red bulbous tip of the cock vanished inside her ass hole. "Ouch!" mom squealed in pain like a pig.

But Vipin uncle was unrelenting as he continued to push his monster cock steadily inside mom's asshole. He disregarded her screams of pain and single-mindedly continued to drill mom's fabulous fat ass. His cock met its first resistance at her sphincter. Vipin uncle pulled his cock all the way back, with just the tip nestling inside mom's anal passage. He fingered mom's clitoris in order to divert her attention from her anal invasion. Mom was moaning at his caressing of her clitoris. Holding her shoulder firmly with one hand, he steadied her and then with a huge thrust of his hips, drove the huge dick into the innermost recesses of her asshole.

"Oooooohhhh! Vipiiinnn! You will kill meeeee...," mom screamed so loud that it seemed that her rump had been ripped in two.

"Easy baby. Take it easy," Vipin uncle put her at ease with slow, short thrusts. Continuing with his fingering of her clitoris, he built up a steady rhythm with his anal thrusts. Mom settled into the rhythm pretty quickly, swaying and grinding her hips to his steady fucking. She was squealing like a pig and made Vipin uncle mad with lust. He slapped mom's butt quite a few times, so hard, that they turned red at the stinging slaps. "Aaahhh!" mom cried out at the sharp slaps on her ass. But, as Vipin uncle tickled her clitoris, she began to moan like bitch in heat. Mom was slowly starting to enjoy the pounding of her ass by Vipin uncle's giant cock. Gradually discovering the joys of anal sex mom whimpered, "Aaaahhh... ooohhh... its great Vipin... push harder... ooohhh!"

Suddenly the intensity of his thrusts increased. Vipin uncle was not only pounding harder, but faster as well. With each thrust he let out a loud grunt. Mom who was by now thoroughly enjoying her ass being humped moved her ass back and forth to meet his challenge with equal vigour.

"Aaarrrghh... aaahhh... come on my randi!" suddenly, a loud animal grunt escaped his lips. Vipin uncle rammed his rod hard for one last time and sent his hot cum shooting into mom's anal passage. His tickling of mom's clitoris sent her to yet another earth shattering orgasm, the third that night. Having been starved of sex for five long years, three climaxes in one night was a bit too much for the middle aged lady. She collapsed into a heap, breathing heavily.

The passions of both mom and Vipin uncle slowly subsided after the nearly night long sex. I looked at the clock in my bedroom. It was nearly four in the morning. Vipin uncle took mom's head tenderly in the crook of his arm and murmured, "Shobha, stay the night with me. Go home in the morning." Mom put her arm on his broad, hairy chest and quickly fell asleep.

Till then I had been so engrossed at the carnal exhibition that I had forgotten all about myself. My shorts were wet from the juice that had dripped from my cock. The cock was tumescent. It seemed that it would explode into bits any second. I went to the toilet. The cock was so charged up that a couple of strokes were sufficient to release the pent up desire within me. The cum flew from the tip of my cock in a huge arc. Returning to my room, I dressed up and packed my bag. The first rays of the sun were just visible. I came out of our flat, locked it from outside and stealthily left the building, as if I had never arrived. I went to a nearby park from where I could watch our flat. At around seven in the morning, mom left Vipin uncle's flat and entered our flat. Her hair and clothes were totally dishevelled and her eyes red and puffy from the night's exertion.

Waiting for half an hour more, I returned to our flat. I was about to ring the door bell, when the sound of running water came to my ears. My ears also caught mom humming a tune from a blockbuster Hindi movie. She was obviously more refreshed than tired from Vipin uncle's all night fucking. Vipin uncle had been right when he had said that a round of good sex cured all mental depressions.

When I rang the door bell, she opened the door without asking who it was. Seeing me, she was plainly surprised. "Sandip my boy, its you!" she exclaimed. "Why didn't you call me in advance, you silly kid?" she hugged me tight as she asked. She had changed over to one of her chiffon nighties and was washing the clothes that she had worn the previous night.

"Wanted to give you a nice surprise mom," I said with a big smile. I was sure that it was not me, but someone else that she was expecting when she opened the door. "You look tired. Didn't you have a good sleep?" I asked.

She stammered for just a while, unsure as to how to explain her tired looks and then said, "I was watching a recently released hit Hindi movie on the TV. It ended well past midnight. Go to your room and freshen up. I will make you a cup of tea soon."

"OK mom. But you should not stay awake so late. It is bad for your health," I said and went into my bedroom. Suddenly, the aroma of aloo parathas being fried, wafted from the kitchen. "Preparing an early breakfast I see. Any programme for today's morning, mom?" I asked.

"No Sandip. No programme. Actually, your Vipin uncle is coming for breakfast. He likes my aloo parathas very much. So I have invited him," mom explained. We asked about each other as we sat down for tea. Mom talked about her job and how good an employer and neighbour Vipin uncle was. She was all praise for him, but she carefully omitted the news of her affair with Vipin uncle. I told about my office, my colleagues and my job.

Having finished her tea, mom went to the kitchen to prepare the sabzi to go with the aloo parathas. Suddenly, Vipin uncle entered the room. Mom had surely forgotten to lock the main entrance from inside. He appeared puffy and exhausted too. He peered around, obviously trying to locate mom. Suddenly seeing me, he exclaimed, "Hey Sandip! Its you! I can't believe my eyes man. Why didn't you call me? I could have fetched you from the bus terminus."

"Sandip wanted to surprise us," mom said with a laugh from the kitchen.

"Oh! I see. I am indeed surprised. But, let me check what's cooking. Your mom has invited me for breakfast," he said and went into the kitchen. Standing behind mom, he put a hand on her shoulder. I immediately concealed myself and strained my ears to hear anything they might say.

"Shobha, are you coming today?" Vipin uncle said in a hushed tone.

"Yes, I will, Vipin. As Sandip is at home, I can't say when I will be able to come. Don't leave your flat. I will find some convenient time to come to your flat. But one thing Vipin, no anal today," mom replied in equally hushed tones.

"No no, I will only fuck your pussy today," he assured mom smilingly.

"OK. Go and sit at the table now. I am bringing the breakfast," mom nudged Vipin uncle out of the kitchen.

As Vipin uncle came and sat down, I too quickly came from my place of hiding and sat at the table. 

I was glad that mom had at last found a true mate who really loved her, could satisfy her sexually and was also an able support for her. Most importantly, Vipin uncle and mom truly loved each other. Mom brought the plates full of warm aloo parathas and sabzi. We chatted merrily as we had a hearty breakfast. I could now leave her here and stay at my place of work. She had found her true man at last and I was truly relieved and happy. I could now think of a happy life for myself with Swapna.

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Author's note to readers: The story had been originally posted and approved under the title "Mom Finds Happiness At Last". But due to an inadvertent error, it was wrongly classified under the "Incest/Taboo" category. 

Author's note to readers: The story had been originally posted and approved under the title "Mom Finds Happiness At Last". But due to an inadvertent error, it was wrongly classified under the "Incest/Taboo" category. 

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Mrs. Joshi 

I was 19 when my family moved from Denver Colorado to Houston Texas. And I was NOT happy about it. Leaving my lifetime friends, everything I had ever known, moving into a 2-story house in a Hot as Hell place called Houston. I knew no one, only a month from graduation. My life sucked! I did graduate late at 20, but not from the college I had wanted to, my friends and I stayed in touch through the Internet and sometimes phone calls. What I missed most though was my girlfriend Sadhana. Damn she was beautiful, Long Black Hair, Deep Brown Eyes and the hottest body in our town, well, their town now. I was a Houstonite now. Shit it sounds like a Space Rock or something.

The only good thing about Houston was our new neighbors wife, and she was in her mid 50’s. But she had a body that would make a dead man’s dick hard! The best thing was, she loved to sunbath in the nude next to their pool. Fortunately my room was on their side and my window overlooked it

Mr. And Mrs. Joshi were a really nice couple, offering me some odd jobs around their house since he worked construction and would be out of town for weeks at a time. Little things like mowing the yard, cleaning the pool that kind of stuff.

She always offered me a cold drink after I finished my work. Which I readily accepted just to see her tan body, and since she almost always wore shorts and a tight top, there was a lot to see. Her breasts were the size of gbangfruit, well rounded, her nipples always standing out, her legs long thin and tan, and an ass just the right size on her. She is really pretty for her age, blonde hair with streaks of gray and big dark brown eyes, and the moistest looking full lips. And the sweetest smile, Needless to say I beat my meat a many a night and day thinking of her.

Well one afternoon around 3, she went to lie out in the sun and I just happened to look out to see her. She took her towel off that she had wrapped around her, stretching her arms over her head Standing on her toes as she did, with a slight bend in her back. She looked like a model. My dick had started to get hard already. Just thinking about her hot body, no tan lines and a nice furry pussy. She was One Hot Older Woman without a doubt. I stared at her as she oiled herself up and turned on her stomach showing me her sweet ass, her legs spreading a bit giving me a view of a hint of her pubic hairs covering her thick lipped pussy.

I was rubbing my dick as I enjoyed my private showing. She turned over in about 10 minutes applying some oil to her front, taking extra time on her tits making sure her nipples were covered good, then I watched as for the first time since I started watching her sunbath, she slid her hand between her thighs and rubbed the oil on her pussy lips continuing as her finger slipped into her hairy pussy opening it wide. I could see how deep pink it was inside, and started jacking off even faster.

My eyes were wide open as her fingers held her pussy open and fingered her hairy pussy. I was jacking off like never before. I was fixing to Cum, And then, She looked up at my window, right in my eyes! OH FUCK! I was busted, she had to know I was jacking off, I jumped away from the window, wondering what in the hell was I going to do now? How could I ever face her again? Later that evening she called and asked if I could help her out tomorrow. I stuttered some lame excuse and she said she understood and hung up.

I felt like shit, I knew she had seen me, but she didn’t sound mad or anything, so the next morning I figured I should get this over with and face the music, and went over saying my plans had changed. She smiled.

“Great, I really need some one with some muscles today!”

I figured she had some heavy boxes to move or something, but the work wasn’t that hard rearranging her living room. I was done in no time, and as she offered me a cold drink she sat down next to me, gave me a stern look saying we needed to talk.

Well I knew what was coming next, a good ass chewing for being a peeping tom or some shit. I just hung my head and said,

“I guess so Mrs. Joshi.”

She began by telling me “You know it was wrong to invade her privacy by peeping at her, and even though my window overlooked her property it was still wrong.”

I could only agree with her. She then surprised me by asking.

“Did you like what you saw?”

I almost choked on my drink and stammered an embarrassed

“Yes Ma’am!”

A smile came to her face,

“What do you think is my best feature?”

“There is no ONE best feature, you are the most beautiful, sexiest lady I have ever seen.”

“I have known about you watching me all along, and I only did that to give you a show, then, I found that it excited me more than I had thought it would.”

She put her hand on my leg looking into my eyes.

“Have you ever had sex before?”

“Yes, but only a couple of times.”

“Do you want to have sex with me?”

Well if she hadn’t seen that my dick was hard, all she had to do was move her hand 6 inches up to find out.

“What about Mr. Joshi?”

“I know he sees hookers when he is on the road and it was only fair that I mine too. Don’t you think I should be able to get mine too?”

I was dumbfounded, and all I could do was shake my head yes.

She lustily told me “Stand up!”

And she pulled my shorts off. Taking my throbbing erection in her hand, cooing,

“Oh, it’s so hard and so thick”

She wasn’t expecting it to be as large as it is, then put her mouth on it, sucking it like she was starved. My eyes rolled back in my head and I held her hair as her head bobbed on it, her mouth making loud slurping noises. Her hand jacked it as she swallowed as much as she could into her mouth. A couple of minutes later I felt my balls start to tighten up and told her I was Cumming, she took it out of her mouth and jacked me off in her face as I shot my load all over it. It was the hottest thing I had ever seen as she licked the head of my dick saying how good I tasted and wiping her face with her fingers licking them clean.

“Follow me.”

And we went into their bedroom, as she undressed I looked at the pictures of her family on the walls and dresser. I smiled, wondering if they knew their Mom liked to suck dicks? She had me lie down on her bed.

“I want you to eat my pussy.”

I had never done that and told her so. She didn’t have a problem teaching she smiled as she crawled over my face pushing her pussy onto my mouth. She told me to French kiss it, so I did. Damn she tasted so incredible, as I licked her she started to hump her hips telling where to lick it, her breathing becoming ragged and her legs began to shake, shoving her hips in my face faster.

“Oh FUCK, I’m Cumming, Eat my cunt, Oh Fuck, Oh Fuck, Eat my cunt you little peeping bastard!” she cried out.

Then her pussy gushed out a warm thick liquid all over my face and neck some even dripping in my ear. She fell off me, and started kissing my face and sticking her tongue down my throat.

“Oh God I needed that!”

Her leg resting over my waist on my hard dick moving it slowly up and down on it, her face basking in an after orgasm glow. We rested a few minutes, kissing, hugging and laughing. Me thanking her and her thanking me, both of us happy this had happened. She then put my dick between her legs telling me,

“Fuck Me Now, I’ve got to have your dick, now!”

As I slid my dick in, I thought to myself, there is no way she has had 3 kids, her pussy is a tight as Sadhanas is. Then I started fucking her, she is a wild woman and quite a nasty talker I soon found out.

“Fuck ME you little bastard, Fuck my cunt! Pinch my tits, pull my nipples you bastard!”

I did as she asked or told, it didn’t matter. Her hips bucked like I was a 2 ton bull and she was a Bullrider. Her pussy dripped on my balls as she screamed,

“Now, Fuck Me NOW, Give me that hard cock you nasty Mother Fucker, OH Now, I’m CUMMMMMmmmmmiiiiinnnnggggg!”

I never knew a woman could cum so hard and certainly didn’t know they said shit like that when they did. She kept pounding my dick with her pussy, playing with her clit as I pulled on her tits watching while they bounced in my hands. This woman was hot, I felt myself getting ready to cum, I told her and she said,

“Yes baby, cum for momma, Fuck me hard, fill mommas cunt with your hot cum, Pound mommas pussy with your hard cock!”

I started spurting my spunk inside her pussy, after having cum 2 times I didn’t think I had much left in me, but I did. She fell on my chest her breasts heaving as our sweat was mixing with each other’s, when our breathing became normal again her lips locked on mine in a deep wet kiss.

“My God, that was so good!”

“If there is a word that means better than good, then that’s what it was!” with a huge grin on my face.

We both laughed and hugged each other close. As she got up off me, huge globs of our cum fell on my belly and crotch, she leaned over licking it off me, all while moaning how good I tasted and she could eat this all day.

The next thing I remember was waking up around noon or so, she was sleeping next to me, her arm across my chest with her breast on my chest. I kissed her cheek and she opened her eyes smiled and kissed me on the lips. Her hand reaching down to my dick giving it a squeeze, then lowering her head and began to suck me until I got good and hard again. She got up, my eyes not leaving her sweet ass, grabbed a jar of lotion off her dresser, put some of the lotion putting some on me, then reached around putting it on her asshole. I looked at her in shock, woondering if she was doing what I thought she was,

“Yes! I am.”

With the sexiest look in her eyes. I made the comment,

“I thought women didn’t like that”

She just got on her hands and knees.

“You want to find out?”

I got behind her and stuck my dick against her puckered asshole, rubbing the head on it. Her hips pushed back towards me and my dick slid inside easily into her ass. It was so hot and tight, as I started pumping my hips Mrs. Joshi started saying how good it felt and that she loved a mans hard cock in her asshole. She played with her clit and finger fucked her pussy as I fucked her slowly, not wanting to hurt her.

“Fuck it, Harder!”

As I pounded her ass and I watched as her ass cheeks bounced when my hips slammed against her. She started calling me names as she got more excited.

“Fuck my asshole you Little shit, That’s right, Fuck it you sick little bastard. Do you feel my shit on your dick you nasty bastard? Don’t you dare stop fucking my asshole!”

Who would’ve thought this beautiful woman would have known these words, much less use them. But she sure did, and it excited me to no end. She kept squeezing her ass on my dick telling me to fuck it, her Cumming all the while. I felt my orgasm starting as I pumped her ass hard as I could. Then I came for the 4th time that day. Her cries ringing in my ears as I did.

“OH GOD, I feel you shooting it in my ass, Oh Fuck, its Soooo hot, Fill mommas cunt up with your hot cum you little bastard!”

I did!

We took a shower together washing our afternoons sweat and sex off, I loved soaping her up and rinsing her, kissing her everywhere that I cleaned. She did the same thing to me.

When I was leaving, I turned and said, “Thank You Mrs. Joshi!” smiling, thinking,

“Mrs. Joshi!” It sure fits her, and so did I.

I had a great nights sleep that night, having spent yesterday morning and most of the afternoon in Mrs. Joshi's arms and bed. I even dreamed of her, the dream was so sexy I am surprised I didn't shoot off in my sleep.

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 I woke up, went to take a shower soaping up my dick I slid my hand on it enjoying the feeling as I did. I worked my hand on it, squeezing the head tightly when I got to it, until I shot off in the hot showers water, watching my spunk run down the drain.


I dressed and went down stairs, grabbed a cup of coffee. Mom always made the best coffee in the world, I made a bowl of cereal and ate. Soon Mom and Dad came in got a cup of coffee and mom sat down with me.

"Well, You sure look chipper this morning Hitesh!" she said.

"I feel great today Mom, slept like a log."

"That's good honey." and she read the newspaper as she drank her coffee.

I looked at her while I ate in a different way this morning, I could now see why dad had married her. Her hair was thick and light brown, her tits were nice sized and looked firm even after having me, and as she rose to put her cup in the dishwasher I stared at her ass, really nice ass I thought to myself. Shaking my head, Shit, this is my mom's ass I'm looking at. So I stared at my cereal.

"Do you have any plans today Hitesh?" she asked me.

"No, none that I know of!"

"Well, you need to go out and make some friends or go to a movie. A boy needs to have some fun in the Summer you know." And she slipped me $20 bucks. "Go do something." and kissed me on the cheek as she and dad left for work.

If she only knew I had a friend next door. Woo Hoo, what a friend. Around 9, I was in my room watching TV and I glanced out my window and saw Mrs. Joshi doing some gardening. So I put on some tight shorts and walked next door. Going through the back gate I yelled out to her, "Good Morning Mrs. Joshi."

"Well, Good Morning Hitesh, how are you this fine day?"

"I'm good, even when I bad I'm soooo good!" I grinned at her.

"Yes you are you dirty boy, Yes you are!"

We both got a laugh out of that and I bent down to help her get the weeds from her flower bed. I didn't have any underwear on and knew the shorts showed the shape of my cock when I was bent down from being so tight. I saw her eyes glancing at it between yanking weeds and throwing them in the bucket beside her. I wish she was yanking me I thought to myself.

She had a fine sweat building on her as it was getting warmer by the minute, and I watched as it slid down the front of her shirt She always wore a mens shirt half unbuttoned, the tops of her pretty tits glistening with the sweat. Damn I was getting a hard on again. We worked about 20 minutes pulling weeds when she said.

"Let's take a break and get something cool to drink Hitesh."

"Sure thing Mrs. Joshi."

We got up and brushed the dirt off, and I acted like she had some on her ass, making sure I got the imaginary dirt off her firm butt. She cocked her eyebrows and smiled as we walked inside. The cold air conditioning hit us, giving her a chill and I saw her nipples stand out as they got hard. I kept my eyes on them while she poured us a drink of juice. She sat down beside me and got a serious look on her face.

Hitesh, I have something to ask you. Are you upset about what we did yesterday? I know it was wrong and you are young, so I really need to know."

"No way Mrs. Joshi, Heck I never had so much fun and I know enough not to tell anyone about it. You taught me a lot and I thank you."

She smiled at me, her even white teeth showing behind her red full lips. She is so sexy, damn I could eat her up right here at the table. And to think Mr. Joshi was seeing whores when he was gone, shit, I would save it up and let her have it when I got home if I was him. And knowing how much she liked sex, he had to be a Idiot!

She put her hand on my leg and squeezed it firmly, I looked in her blue eyes and leaned over to give her a kiss. She tasted like the orange juice we had drank, her mouth sweet and her tongue hot. I put my arm around her and pulled her closer to me, our chests touching now. Her hard nipples poking my chest while her tongue bangd my mouth. Her arms wrapped around my neck pulling me to her, she seemed desperate to get at me this morning. I was not going to disappoint her.

I took her hand and led her to the couch, we made out a few minutes when I reach out and touched her breast. I heard her sigh softly when I squeezed her soft melon shaped tit. Her hand went to my hard cock, gripping it lightly and sliding her hand on it. I unbuttoned her shirt and exposed her sweet breasts to my young eyes, making me even more aroused when I put my lips around her hard nipple sucking it into my hot mouth. Her hand grabbed the back of my head pulling it closer to her hot chest as I sucked her nipple in my mouth.

I felt her hand slide in my shorts and the warmth of her hand as it wrapped around my cock. God she knew what she was doing to me, and she was doing it well.

"Stand up Hitesh, I want to see you naked honey."

Shit, I wanted to be naked for her, and I stood up while she got to her knees and pulled my tight shorts off me. Her hand and mouth went to my hard cock, sucking it down without hesitation. Her mouth so hot and wet as she engulfed it deep in her. My hands grabbing her thick hair and feeling the softness of it. I began to fuck her face. Mrs. Joshi loved to suck cock and today she took her time, both of us wanting it to last and we had all day to do this. It felt so good I had to sit on the couch, her hand never left my dick when I did.

I opened my legs and she licked my balls, holding them high so she could get to every part of them. She licked below them between my ass and balls, fuck that felt so good. Then started working her way all around my balls with her tongue, jacking me off while she was licking me.

Even though we had just had sex yesterday, she acted like she had not seen a cock in years, and had missed every day of it. My eyes were closed as I enjoyed her enjoying my cock don't think life could get better than this, not at my age anyway.

"Oh Yes, suck me Mrs. Joshi, suck my cock for me."

She really didn't need to be asked, as hot as she was I would've had a hard time stopping her from it I think. I could watch her beautiful face on my cock all day, her lips forming a perfect O, as they slipped down the length of my throbbing hard on. I heard a slurping noise when her head came up to the tip of my cock, and a moan as she slid back down. I felt that I was fixing to cum.

"Oh Yes, I'm going to cum. Suck it harder, make me cum."

And she stopped sucking, Looking at me. "No, not yet Hitesh, Not yet."

Then licked all over it again. Damn, I was so close too, and being 18 I didn't fully understand how sometimes the wait was well worth it. She teased me, licking then sucking then back to licking my cock and balls. Jacking me off when she wasn't. The pressure I was feeling in my balls was excruciating, as she brought me to the brink then stopped again. All I could think of was, "Pay backs are Hell!" while I tried to force myself to cum.

She knew how to make me suffer and I won't swear that she wasn't enjoying it, but she did have a evil smile on her face when it wasn't full of my cock. I knew that I couldn't force her to make me cum so I lay back and let her do her thing. My hips bucked and she swallowed all of my hard cock deep to the back of her throat. I felt more than heard her moan as it went deep down her mouth.

"Oh Shit, do that again, make a noise again!" I told her eagerly.

She did it again when I was all the way in, FUCK!!! who knew you would feel her throat vibrate when she did that, if she kept that up I knew I would cum in no time. She must have known how great it felt, because she kept on doing it for me And not a minute later I shot my thick load in her throat. Grabbing her head in my hands pulling her face as deep as it could go when I did. My balls pushed out shot after shot in her hot mouth she swallowed every drop, her hand milked my tingling cock when it had stopped spurting.

She raised her head up and grinned at me, "Mmmm, Yummy! I love to feel you cum in my mouth!"

I could only lay there, my whole body shaking from her expert head job and how great it felt when she finally let me cum. I pulled her up beside me and kissed her full lips, tasting my salty cum in her mouth. It didn't bother me a bit as I sucked her tongue into my hungry mouth. My dick pulsing with my heart beat.

Mrs. Joshi was still dressed, her shirt still on but was unbuttoned, I helped her undress. Her tan, sexy tits and her waist making an hour glass shape as it moved down to her wide hips. I unzipped her shorts and pulled them down, kissing her belly and licking her as I then took her silky panties off, her blonde pussy hair out in the open now I kissed it too. She lay on the couch and opened her legs as I put my face between them. I kissed her everywhere I could reach, smelling her musky pussy as I licked her wet slit. Her hips shook when she felt my tongue open her pussy lips and felt her push them towards me.

I put her legs over my shoulders giving me complete access to her beautiful pussy. I looked at it before sticking my face back between her firm thighs and licked her from her puckered asshole to her throbbing clit. I knew she loved to have her ass licked so I went to it, sticking my tongue deep inside it. It tasted coppery, like sucking on a penny, that's the best I can describe the taste. And her ass tried to fuck my face, her hips squirming around trying to get my tongue even deeper in her.

I held her ass cheeks open and had my thumb on her clit, rubbing it, feeling her humping my face I knew she wouldn't be able to hold off long. Too Bad! I was going to tease her like she had done to me. She was moaning as her hips bucked and she put her hands on my head pulling me in further between her ass cheeks. I stuck my tongue in her ass, fucking it like a small wet cock.

"Yes Hitesh, now baby, I'm going to cum now!"

I stopped licking her ass.

"Noooo, don't stop now Hitesh. Please don't stop yet!"

I grinned an evil grin at her, she knew what I was doing.

"You dirty bastard, that's not fair!"

Hahahaa, Yes it was, like I said before, "Pay Backs are Hell!" I let her calm down a little then started eating her beautiful hairy pussy, licking her wet slit, rubbing my tongue along the edges of her pussy lips then to her clit. Sucking it between my lips, pulling on it with them. I was getting her back as she was trying so hard to cum. I brought her to the edge of climax three times before I felt I had paid her back.

I bit her clit lightly then stuck my whole tongue deep in her pussy, when she came she flooded my face and the couch with her creamy liquid. I lapped all I could catch up, sucking her pussy. Licking it up as it ran down to her ass, her legs wrapped around my head and her crying out my name as she came.

"Oh Yes Hitesh, eat my pussy baby. Lick it good. Oh Fuck don't stop baby. Suck my cunt for me!"

I stuck my finger in her asshole up to the second knuckle and she came again even harder. My cock was throbbing from my own excitement at having made an older woman cum like that and I didn't wait for her to calm down before I moved up and rammed it in her sloppy wet pussy.

"Ughhhh Yes. Fuck Me Hitesh, use your hard cock in me. Fuck me hard Hitesh, fuck me you little bastard. Oh God I feel your balls on my asshole. Yes, Yes fuck me now Hitesh."

I do love her talking dirty to me, it made me want to fuck her like she wanted and I did. I rammed my hard cock in her pussy so hard that her head was bouncing off the top of the couch and her tits shook on her chest. My eyes stayed glued to them as I fucked her, her dark nipples sticking out in the cool air, my hands on her shoulders pulling her to me when I thrust my cock in her. Fuck it was a hot thing to see.

Her head rolled side to side as her excitement grew, and her thighs grew slick and we both had sweat on our hot bodies. She put her hand on her pussy and played with her clit and soon she was cumming again. The sensual sight of her finger rubbing her clit drove me wild and I started shooting in her hairy pussy.

"Now Mrs. Joshi fuck me now. Uhh Uhhh I'm so close now, Oh Shit I'm fucking cumming now!"

And I felt myself shooting my wad in her, her legs pulled me closer to her and she put her hands on my ass as I shot off my thick cum.

" Oh, Oh, Yes Hitesh fuck me you nasty little fucker, cum in me baby. Let me feel your hot sweet cum in me baby!"

There was no way I could or would stop now, not when this beautiful older woman was nearly begging me to fuck her. I watched as the laugh lines around her eyes showed up when she clinched them shut tight. I kissed them as we both came, I licked her face tasting her make up, the little she used and got to her neck and smell her sweet perfume as I sucked on her ear lobe. When I stuck my tongue in her ear she went wild again, her hips nearly throwing me off her and would have if her legs had not held me in.


I stopped I kissed her mouth tasting her sweet saliva when I sucked her tongue in my mouth and she held me tight her body trembling from the orgasm's she had just experienced. We held each other like young lovers in love as we rested, my sweat starting to give me a chill as the air conditioning hit my body. Her arms rubbed up and down it to warm me some and I kissed her sweet lips again. I think I was falling in love.

She pulled me to her bedroom and into the shower with her, As the water ran to get the right temperature, she hugged me then thanked me for being such a sweet young man. I just blushed and thanked her for being such a sweet young lady. She bopped me on the arm, calling me a bad liar and pulled me into the shower. She got a cloth and wet it, put some liquid soap on it then began to wash me as I stood there. Her hands were so tender as she washed my whole body for me, tickling my nipples with her long painted fingernails while she worked her way down. Washing my cock and balls then my asshole, making sure I was entirely clean before handing me the rag to wash her.

I started at her pretty face, her eyes closed and head leaning back I washed it. Then down her sensuous neck I massaged it some before moving down her torso. I turned her away from me, admiring the wonderful shape of her strong back and ass as I soaped her up and used my hands to work it into her, I moved up to her and held her close, my cock standing up in between her slick ass cheeks as I washed her chest and breasts. Spending a little more time than needed on her thick sensitive nipples, feeling them harden under my caresses.

Her ass was rubbing circles against my cock, this was really turning her on, so I slid my other hand down and began to wash her hairy cum matted pussy. My finger slid in between her slick slit and I rubbed her clit lightly. I had not had a lot of sex and when I had it was more of a fuck, but I really felt that this time I was making love to a woman. Her head leaned back on my shoulder as I continued to wash her, I reached under her and stuck my finger in her puckered asshole, her hips pushing to my finger as it slid in to my knuckle. I felt it clinching it as I moved it in and out. When I pulled it out to finish her bathing, she made a disappointed, "Ohhh!" and I got on my knees and washed her firm tan legs, kissing her ass cheeks as I did. I slid my tongue up the crack of her sweet fine ass and she pushed her hips back to my face as I washed her legs and kissed her ass.

I had her turn around so I could wash her pretty feet, they were painted to match her fingernails. I held them up one at a time and sucked her toes, I thought she would come from that alone as I sucked her little toe.

"That's enough, come on. I'm going to fuck you right now."

We didn't even dry off and she pulled me to her bed opened her legs and told me,

"Fuck me now lover, stick that hard cock in me and fuck me now!"

Mrs. Joshi really didn't have to say it twice because I was already getting between her firm thighs and aiming my cock at her sweet smelling pussy. She held her legs open and grabbed my cock in her wet and warm hand inserting it in her tight pussy. I gave it to her in one shove as she gasped. How this woman could keep her pussy so tight when we had just had sex not 15 minutes ago I will never know. It was as tight as the first time I had fucked her.

She was so hot inside, and her pussy gripped my thick cock as I plunged into her. My groans of pleasure louder than hers as she fucked me. I stayed on top of her about 5 minutes, then rolled her over on me. I wanted to see her body while she fucked me. I held onto her firm tits, one in each hand and pulled them to me when our bodies collided in our passion to get the other to cum.

"Pull them, pull my nipples hard and pinch me. Fuck I love that, pinch them for me!"

I pinched them hard and it only served to get her hotter, her eyes closed and mouth open she fucked me. She had her hands on my shoulders as she pushed away then pulled me to her, in her attempt to get every bit of my now well used cock in her hot pussy.

"Fuck me now Hitesh, Oh you sweet, sweet baby, fuck me now."

I did everything she had taught me to please her, I let go of her breasts and grabbed her ass then pounded her pussy with all the force I could muster. She came over and over as I fucked her. Her pussy grasping at my cock as it pulled away from her trying to keep it form escaping her hot cunt.

"Oh fuck Mrs. Joshi I'm cumming, fuck me now Mrs. Joshi, Yes use your hot pussy and make me cum for you!'

Then I shot my third load in her this morning, my fourth time to cum, counting my jacking off in my shower. My balls ached from trying to shot something out that wasn't there, but it was still a great feeling as they tried. I collapsed on her chest, as we held each other, both happy we had found a good thing with the other.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE?" I heard.

I looked over my shoulder and there was Mr. Joshi, his hands on his hips looking like he was going to kills us both. Oh Shit!!! I am one dead fuck now, No where to run, no way to escape and I fucking lived next door. Oh God, I don't want to fucking die!

Then I saw a smile come to his face, "Didn't take you long to get this boy did it Sheetal?"

She smiled at him and held me close, "No, and he is quite good in bed too!"

Here I was knowing I am a dead man and they are talking about this, like a normal dinner conversation. She took my face in her hands and seeing the fear in it she smiled.

"Don't worry hun, we both have our things going, he gets his on the road and I get mine where I want. And you are what I want! We have been swinging for years now, and No, your not going to die if that is what you are thinking!"

I rolled off her and put my arm across my face, nearly bursting into tears from the fright I had just had.

"Damn, that boy has a rod on him, no wonder you fucked him!" Mr. Joshi said.

I was still too shook up to take any pride in his statement, and just lay there thanking every thing that was Holy that I was going to live.

"Come here baby!" he told her, she got up and ran to give him a big kiss. His hands grabbed her ass and pulled her close. Then he stuck his finger up her ass, and she sighed as it filled her tight hole. She broke the kiss.

"Mmmm baby I missed you! I'm so glad your home, and you should be ashamed of yourself, scaring Hitesh like that, Shame on you!"

He just laughed, "Hell, it woke him up a little bit to life I think." and he looked at me smiling. I grinned sheepishly back.

"Now baby, You know what I want don't you!"

She shook her head yes and dropped to her knees, unzipping his blue jeans as she did. They fell to the floor with her help, then she took his boxers and pulled them off. Son of a Bitch! That man is fucking hung, His cock is at least 8"s soft and thick, shit mine is 7 and a half inches and fairly thick but Damn his is huge!

She wrapped her hand around it and put it in her mouth, they acted like I wasn't even there as she sucked his cock. His hands grabbed her head and I watched as it grew larger and larger. How she fit it in her pretty mouth I will never know, practice I guess.

"That's right, suck my cock whore, you know what I like Bitch!" As he fucked her face.

I was shocked he called her those names, but the she did like to talk nasty so she must have enjoyed that.

"Oh Yeah, suck it good, can't nobody suck cock like you Pam! She fucking loves to suck a hard cock don't she boy!" looking at me.

"Uh, Yes Sir."

"Shit boy, you fucked my wife, you don't have to Sir me!" He smiled.

"OK Mr. Joshi."

"Call me Deepak, that Mr. Shit is sort of silly now wouldn't you think?"

"Yes Sir, Uh I mean Deepak."

'Oh yeah baby suck it good for me, I've been missing this for 3 weeks."

She got more of it in her mouth, there was only enough at the base of his cock for her hand to fit around it as she sucked him deeper in her throat. His hips started fucking her face, I watched as she sucked him like she had sucked me earlier.

"Get your ass on the bed woman, I need some pussy!" he told her.

She jumped up and got in beside me, opening her legs and played with her pussy.

"Come here daddy, give momma your nice cock, fill my cunt up for me daddy."

He took off his work shirt and stood there a second, his cock standing out in front of his body throbbing. It had to be at least 10"s long if not a little more, and so fucking big around, I know the hookers he gets must charge him extra!

He crawled up to her and held his cock aiming it at that beautiful pussy I had just fucked, then stabbed her with it.

"Oh Fuck daddy, Oh fuck. Nobody fills me up like you do baby, Fuck yes fuck me, give momma her cock."

Damned if he didn't give it to her, I thought with that size he would ease it into her, but he just slammed that monster in her tight pussy and she screamed out.

"FUCK YES, give me all you hot cock, fuck me you mother fucker. Give momma what she needs!"

I lay there just having fucked her not 5 minutes ago and my dick was getting hard from watching him slam her with his cock. Her tan legs open wide to get him in her and his literally fucking the shit out of her, it was so much better than any porn movie I had ever seen. And she took it all and seemed to want more. I was on my side watching and she looked over at my cock. Seeing it was hard she grabbed it and started jacking me off. Damn Mrs. Joshi was one hot mother fucker as well as beautiful.

She was grunting from his weight and thrusting and her hand gripped my cock tightly as she jacked me off. I don't know how she could do both at the same time but she did.

"Turn over woman!" he told her.

She got on her hands and knees and he got behind her then stuck his pussy juice covered cock back in her.

"Get over there boy, she needs to suck a cock don't you Bitch!'

"Oh yes, please let me suck it Hitesh. I need it in my mouth!"

I moved up to the head of the bed and got under her face, she engulfed my cock. Her lust was amazing as she fucked him and sucked me. I heard her moaning and groaning as he filled her pussy and I filled her mouth.

"That's right boy, fuck the sluts mouth, feed her that cock boy. She is one hot cock sucker isn't she. She loves a cock in her hot mouth, fuck the whores face!"

I could only lay there because she was doing the fucking, her head bounced on my cock as he forced her to me with his pounding her pussy. I wished I could take some pictures of this, it was a moment to remember. I was still in shock that I was not dead, but I had heard of swingers and open marriages, and I was happy they had one. I had relaxed a good bit and now was thoroughly enjoying myself now, Mrs. Joshi liked having two cocks in her even more than one and took care of both of them very well.

Deepak had grabbed her ass cheeks roughly and pulled her to him as he filled her with his huge cock, and she was moaning as he pumped her. I had my hand full of her hair and fucked her face deeply while her mouth slurped on my cock. When she came I knew she needed to breath easier so I took her mouth off me and watched as she was immersed the wild abandonment of a woman in her lust.

I don't know which of them came first but I heard them both as they did.

"Fuck me woman, use that cunt on me!"

"Oh Yes daddy fuck me hard, fill me up with your beautiful cock."

I lay back jacking off as they fucked with such love and lust, that I could only hope to find a woman as good as she was when I was ready to settle down. His face turned a deep red as he shot his hot cum in her.

"Shit Deepak, I feel it hitting my insides, fuck its so fucking hot baby. Fill my hot cunt with your wonderful cum!"

Her hips bucked against his pelvis as he rammed her harder now, making sure every drop shot in her gripping pussy. My hand a blur on my cock as I jacked of watching. She saw it and took my hand away then put her mouth on my cock, sucking it deep in her sweet nasty talking mouth.

I fucked her face without regard to her comfort, My hands pulling her hair, forcing more of my cock in her mouth while she slurped it in. I only lasted for about a minute I was so excited from watching them fuck before I came. It wasn't much of a load, but it was still a great feeling as it jerked in her hot sucking mouth. She was moaning as it jerked and Deepak was laying beside us watching my cock disappear in her beautiful face.

"That's right boy, fuck her face, give her your thick cock, the bitch needs it!"

I had long since finished cumming but she didn't stop sucking it for a few minutes. When she did Sheetal slid up to me, giving me a deep long kiss then rolled over to Deepak and kissed him. She stood up to go wash up and a huge glob of Deepaks spunk plopped on the floor and more of it ran down the inside on her legs. He must have shot a quart of his spunk into her, and his balls could hold that much from the size of them.

She came back in looking a bit refreshed but still fresh fucked, and she had a huge smile on her face.

"You two were fucking fantastic guys!"

I just smiled sheepishly and he said nothing, he just lay there playing with his hairy balls. She saw it and lay between his legs and kissed them. I felt they should have some time alone so I let them know I was leaving, thanking them both. Her for the wonderful sex, him for not killing me! They both laughed and told me, "Your Welcome! You coming back tomorrow?" I shook my head Yes and I went and put my shorts on, I heard her when I reached the front door to leave.

"Yes baby, give me your hard cock!"

I shut the door, a huge grin on my face and walked next door to my house.

[usaiha2]

Nobody to Blame But Myself



I guess I have no one to blame but myself. After all, it was my idea to have my wife fuck other men.

Nikki was reluctant at first. She told me she was satisfied with just me, and that having sex with other men would be cheating.

"It wouldn't be cheating if I gave you permission," I had said. "Besides, I think it would be wild to watch you fuck other men. Especially guys with really huge cocks."

It had taken months of pressuring my sweet wife to go along with my kinky fantasy until she finally gave in. And then some more time to find the right situations and have her feel comfortable. But I was amazed and excited beyond belief when I saw how quickly Nikki had plunged into our new sexual diversion.

So I shouldn't have been surprised to come home from work to find a group of strange naked men sitting idly in my living room. There had been a steady stream of men coming in and out of the house lately.

"Thank God we got some reinforcements," one of the men said as I entered the house. "That girl is a sex machine. She's draining every guy in the house."

A smile crossed my lips and a bulge hardened in my pants as I went to the bedroom to see my hot, sweet wife in action. I paused at the door and listened to the sound of several male voices, and the moans of Nikki. I was not disappointed when I entered the room.

Nikki was on all fours on the bed, with four men around her. One guy was fucking her cunt from behind while another was pumping her face. The other two fondled her lithe body while she jerked them off.

I had no idea how many men had already fucked my wife. Strands of jism coated her petite body and dripped from her hair and face. It was obvious she had already taken on quite a few guys, but judging from the way she humped, squirmed, and sucked on these strangers, I realized she was still game for more action.

Nikki was so pre-occupied with her lovers that she hadn't noticed me enter. I shook my head with disbelief as I watched her hump back and forth, impaling her mouth and cunt on the two cocks inside her. She was moaning and squirming constantly, obviously loving all the attention the men were giving her.

I began to disrobe as I watched the strange men fuck my wife. One of the only conditions we had placed on our kinky arrangement was that Nikki couldn't fool around indiscriminately. The men had to be huge, at least eight inches long, and she had to videotape all of her encounters.

True to our rules, these guys were enormous. The guy fucking her cunt had to be at least nine inches long. Nikki's fists couldn't encircle the two men's shafts she was pumping. The guy humping her face was shoving a fat cock that seemed to be ten inches long down her throat. And the three video cameras were all set up, preserving the occasion for the future.

I felt a bit self-conscious as I stood there watching my wife getting gang banged. My cock is a respectable seven inches, but I was dwarfed by these studs. It looked like a big dick convention. And there I was, the husband of this woman, having to wait for strangers to finish before I could fuck her.

But, as always, I was incredibly turned on at the sordid sight. Nikki is quite petite; barely five feet tall and a hundred pounds. Seeing her tiny body getting slammed by the large men, her tight pussy stretched obscenely around one massive pole while her sweet, angelic face was being stuffed by another, had my cock raging.

"Man, this is one hot little slut," the guy fucking my wife grunted as he slammed his immense tool up her wide-splayed cunt.

"Damn right. No chick's been able to swallow my whole cock before. But look at this; she's got me down to my balls," the man at her head gasped as he ground his pelvis against her face.

I watched in awe as Nikki's throat bulged with the stud's fat meat. I hadn't known she could deep throat before. But I guess she'd had plenty of practice the past few weeks.

The man slowly pulled his swollen organ from her stretched lips, exposing inch after inch of glistening thick cock. He playfully rubbed the round knob of his pole against my wife's flushed face while she hungrily lapped at his hard flesh.

"You ready to drink more cum, slut?" the man asked as he looked into her lusty eyes.

"Yes, please. Feed me. Drown me in your hot cum," Nikki cooed.

The man smiled, then gripped the back of her head and slowly crammed his giant stalk back down her throat. Nikki gurgled with passion as both of her ends were fucked while her hands continued to pump the other two erections.

"God, here it comes," the guy down her throat gasped as he wrenched his massive organ from her wide-ovaled lips.

"Ewwww!" Nikki moaned as thick jets of creamy cum shot from the man's pulsating tool and splattered against her face.

The first rope of jism landed in my wife's eye, the second across her nose. The man's aim got better as he began to jerk off in her opened mouth. Nikki stared up at him rapt as another three or four streams of sperm flooded her mouth.

My wife didn't swallow the stud's cum at first, but let it pool in her mouth and drip down her chin. Then she gulped down the reservoir of sperm in one swallow. She then took the man's slackening member in her mouth and lovingly sucked off the rest of his jism.

This sight proved too much for one of the guys Nikki was jerking off. With a gasp, he began to unload in my wife's hair. Spurt after spurt of thick white ropes of sperm erupted from his cock and splashed in her silky locks. Nikki giggled as the stranger hosed her down, then she took his organ in her mouth and cleaned him off as well.

Nikki's mouth was not vacant for long, however. The other guy she had been stroking fed his own massive shaft to her lips and buried himself down her throat in one long, slow thrust. My wife whimpered softly, but immediately began to suck on her new offering.

More men came into the bedroom as my wife was gorged on both ends by dick.

"You up next?" one of the strangers asked me as he disrobed.

I glimpsed quickly at the next piece of man meat that was going to find its way inside my wife and gulped. This guy's cock was absolutely monstrous, over ten inches long and as thick as my wrist. I couldn't wait to see that giant pole splitting Nikki's little cunt.

"No, I'll wait for a bit," I stammered.

"Suit yourself," the man grinned. "It's not often you get a hot little slut like this to bang as you please."

With that, the guy joined the others around my writhing, moaning wife. Nikki's hand began to automatically pump the new erection while she sucked and fucked the other two.

Soon my wife's body was trembling in a long, massive orgasm while she was stuffed full with cock at both ends. The two men inside her then added their own contribution of cum to her already lubed inners. Strands of sperm dripped from her well-fucked holes as the guys withdrew from her and were replaced by their friends.

The man with the horse sized cock took his place behind Nikki. I watched with depraved awe as his massive knob slowly stretched her tiny cunt slit and became lodged in the snug mouth of her pussy.

"Oh, God, you're huge! You're tearing my cunt apart! Oh, fuck me you stud! Give me every inch of your great big cock!" Nikki wailed as her new lover slowly stuffed his enormous club inside her.

Her cries of passion were stifled when the guy at her head plunged his own bloated shaft down her throat. My sweet, lovely wife was again getting her cunt and throat reamed with hard, massive cock, and loving it.

This was a rare treat for me. Usually when I come home Nikki is all fucked out and her lovers have left her. She'd be passed out on the bed with cum drooling from her splayed holes. I'd satisfy myself by jerking off while watching the sordid videotapes of the day's activities. But now I got to watch my lovely wife get gang banged right before me.

"Damn, I can't believe how tight this slut's cunt is," the guy fucking Nikki groaned as he stuffed his enormous pole up her pussy. "Especially considering how many other cocks have already been in her."

I knew my petite wife was tight, or at least she was. But at that time I think she was just full.

I watched in awe as Nikki's cunt slit was pulled out around the stud's huge shaft while he receded. When he had only the fat knob of his cock buried in the wide-stretched mouth of her pussy, he slowly thrust forward, causing Nikki to squirm and moan with passion. The man began to slowly fuck my wife, pumping the full length of his monstrous pole in and out of her grossly distended cunt.

The guy fucking Nikki's mouth chuckled, "Too bad poor Stu had to miss out on the action. Not big enough for the slut, I guess."

"Yeah, not only is she a cock-whore, but one of those who needs big dick," the guy pounding her from behind added. "How about it, slut. You love big dick, don't you."

"Mmmmm," Nikki moaned around the fat shaft down her throat while she continued to rock back and forth on the two massive organs.

Most husbands would get offended hearing other guys talk that way about their wives. But I had encouraged Nikki to do this. And watching these studs treat my sweet wife like a slut turned me on to no end.

"Yeah, damn right she does. Suck that big cock, you little slut. And get ready to drink more jism," the man in her mouth grunted as he slammed his mammoth pipe down Nikki's throat and erupted.

"Mmmmmph!" Nikki gurgled as the stud fired his load straight down her gullet.

The guy held my wife's head tight, keeping her lips locked around the fat root of his shaft and her nose resting in his pubic hair. I could see Nikki's throat constrict around the man's flexing meat as she tried to swallow his cum. I thought she'd pass out from lack of air, but she kept sucking and gulping the best she could.

Finally the guy pried his sated member from Nikki's mouth, and she greedily gasped for air. Thick gobs of cum sputtered from her mouth and nose as she tried to catch her breath. The guy laughed at her convulsions while he slapped her flushed face with his slack organ.

"God, you shot a good load," Nikki managed to smile weakly as she scooped up the strands of cum that hung from her chin. With a soft moan, she then took her fingers in her mouth and licked up the remnants of the man's jism.

Another hard stud then took his buddy's place at my wife's head. He rubbed his engorged manhood in the pool of sperm on her face, then presented himself to her. Without hesitation, Nikki spread her lips around the guy's swollen knob and began to suck him off.

"Stop hogging that cunt, dude," one of the men standing by the bed said.

"Almost there. God, what a fuck," the guy plowing into my wife from behind groaned. "Yeah, here it comes."

Nikki moaned hotly as the hunk drove his massive tool into her pussy to the hilt. His enormous balls slapped against her stretched slit as he unloaded into her. Her lithe body shook in another orgasm while her slender hips undulated wildly around the man's throbbing shaft.

Knowing that another man was spewing his hot cum into my wife turned me on further. He was obviously shooting a good load into her already sopping quim, as I could see thick rivulets of sperm gush from her splayed pussy slit and trickle down the guy's flexing shaft.

When the stranger was done shooting his sperm into my wife's receptive cunt, yet another man took his place. There seemed to be no end to the number of guys ready to fuck Nikki, and she eagerly accepted each cock in her hungry mouth and pussy.

For the next hour or so, I watched a succession of strange men use my wife. They treated her like the fuck slut that she was; pounding her tiny body with their enormous cocks, filling her mouth and cunt with their sperm, or when they felt like it, shooting their cum over her pert little titties, in her hair, or on her face. And Nikki humped and moaned deliriously throughout the entire gang bang.

When the last guy finally shot his load deep inside my wife's cunt, he pulled out and with a wistful glance at Nikki, began to get dressed. No longer supported by a hard cock, she slumped forward on the bed exhausted.

I was finally alone with my wife. I was so turned on watching her get repeatedly fucked by the group of strangers that I had to have her myself. Nikki whimpered softly as I raised her hips and pressed my engorged cock to her swollen wet gash.

"No," she protested as I began to penetrate her from behind, "I can't fuck you. Your cock's not big enough."

"It's OK," I said soothingly into her ear, "It's me."

Nikki turned her head and smiled weakly, "Oh, thank God. I'm not sure how many more of those mutant dicks I could take inside me again."

As I slid my hard member into her, I gasped, "My God, Nikki. Your cunt's a mess. How many guys have you fucked today?"

"I don't know; maybe fifteen," she replied. "But most of them fucked me more than once."

I was amazed to find that her cunt was still tight after being reamed so many times by such big dicks. My shaft slid through a slick film of cum, and I knew I was fucking a well-used hole.

"How long have you been at this?" I asked as my cock sloshed in and out of Nikki's soupy pussy.

"Since noon, I guess," she replied while she humped back against me. "I left work to have lunch at the park. That's when I met these guys; they were playing softball. Next thing I know I invited them back here and they start fucking me."

"They didn't even give me a break for dinner," Nikki giggled. "But I've drunk so much cum that I'm not hungry anyway."

"God, you really are a nasty little slut," I gasped as I began to pound harder into her squishy cunt.

"But that's what you want me to be, isn't it? A cock hungry slut?" my wife purred.

"Yes," I answered thickly, realizing I had gotten my wish. "Did you love having all those big cocks inside you?"

"Mmm, yes," Nikki sighed happily. Then she chirped, "You can fuck my ass if you think my cunt is too messy. Not as many guys did me there."

Nikki had never given me her ass before, but I guess it was only a matter of time before one of her lover's big cocks had found its way up her tight virgin asshole. Part of me wished I had been the first to fuck my wife's ass, but I was glad that our kinky arrangement had opened her up to new experiences. Which is certainly an understatement.

My shaft was dripping with other men's sperm as I pulled out of Nikki's cunt. No longer plugged with dick, streams of cum poured from her distended fuck hole. A long, sticky strand of jism hung from my cock and slowly dripped onto the bed as I positioned myself at her puckering little asshole.

"God, yes," Nikki moaned as I thrust my slick cock up her clasping backdoor.

"You like that, baby?" I asked as I buried my stony tool inside her rectum. I could feel the residue of cum in her ass, but she was still so damn tight.

"Oh, yes," she gasped. "I love to get fucked. I don't care where. Give it to me, my husband. Fuck my slutty little asshole."

I gripped Nikki's cum-dripping hair and pulled her back to me while I savagely pumped my swollen erection in and out of her buttery rectum. She mewled constantly and gyrated her slender hips around my engorged shaft, now obviously into having her tight butthole reamed.

"I guess my average sized cock will have to due until some more of your big dicked studs come back to fuck you, huh?" I breathed hotly as I slammed my cock into my wife's clasping shitter.

"Yes, it's not so big, but your cock still feels soooo good in my ass," Nikki moaned.

"You like big dick in your ass?" I teased as I watched my throbbing spear disappear between her firm ass globes.

"Oh yes. In my ass, up my cunt, down my throat; it doesn't matter. I love big dick now," Nikki whimpered. "God, it hurt like hell the first time one of those studs fucked my ass. But after that I came like crazy, especially when they started fucking my ass and cunt at the same time."

Now that was one scene I'd love to watch on the videotape. My petite wife getting both her tiny holes crammed full with huge cock. And probably her mouth as well, judging from how depraved she had become.

"I saw how much those strange men loved you, my sweet little slut wife," I groaned. "And you loved all those big cocks, didn't you. You couldn't get enough."

"Mmmmm," Nikki moaned as she began to hump back at me more urgently, skewering her tight ass on my hard prong. "Maybe I should quit my job and just stay home and fuck. I bet we could make lots of money if you rented me out."

The thought of pimping my wife did arouse me, but I didn't want to go that far.

"I'm sure a cock-hungry nymph like you could make a lot of money," I replied, "And I'm sure you'd love fucking and sucking for every penny. But you're a slut, not a whore."

"Yes, I'm a slut," Nikki sighed happily. "Now fuck your slut good and hard, my husband. Ream my tight little ass with your hard cock."

I held onto Nikki's hips and really began to pound into her snug backdoor. Her spasming anal passage gripped my shaft like a satin vice, and I loved the feel and sound of my cock sliding along the hefty cum deposits of other men. And though she had already been fucked countless times, Nikki moaned and twisted passionately throughout her horny sodomy.

"Yes, God, yes," she panted over and over again, "Fuck, fuck, fuck my ass. I'm going to come again; your cock in my ass is going to make me come. Ohhhh!"

I slammed into Nikki hard and deep as her body writhed in ecstasy. Her tight sphincter squeezed my throbbing tool and I unleashed a torrent of sperm. My shaft flexed again and again inside her clasping tunnel as I hosed down her guts with my seed. When I was done adding my spunk to the pool of jism that the other guys had left, I pried my slackening meat from my wife's asshole and slumped back.

Nikki's lithe body shook one more time and with a soft moan she fell forward onto the bed and passed out. I guess she was completely worn out from the day's activities.

I gazed at my wife's sleeping form, amazed at how sweet and beautiful she looked. But her firm little body showed the signs of her workout. Her lips were bruised from being stretched around thick cocks. Her cunt was red and swollen, and her asshole was still gaping open. Thick rivers of cum poured from her splayed pussy and asshole.

I stroked Nikki's flushed face tenderly, then covered her cum-soaked body with a blanket. I then quietly closed the door and went to the other room to watch the videotapes of her nasty performance.

Nikki eventually quit her job so she could stay home and indulge her new desires full time. She has become addicted to sex and needs to get fucked all the time. But average sized cocks like mine no longer satisfy her; she craves monstrous, horse-like dick.

I've bought Nikki a massive, twelve inch dildo to keep her happy when her studs are not around. She usually can't come when I fuck her, so I have to fuck her cunt with the dildo while I do her ass in order for her to get off.

And I have to admit that the sight of my wife's lovely face stuffed with some stud's massive cock, or her tight cunt or asshole stretched obscenely around an enormous pole, is more exciting than seeing my own medium tool inside her.

My wife is now a slave to other men's big cocks. But like I said, I have nobody to blame but myself.

[usaiha2]

Two In One Is Not Just A Cake

I am Raj, a professional engineer. I was working in a multinational company in Jaipur. This incident took place some years ago. I have a good physic and am reasonably good looking. My friend and colleague Anil, was a smart 33 years young chap and a very close friend of mine. Anil had athletic body and did regular exercises. He was then and is very handsome Punjabi.

We are of almost the same age. We were working in the same department in one company in Jaipur and were together for some years, after which, he joined another company in the same town. However, our friendship and through that the friendship of our families grew daily. Anil was naughty by nature and so was I.

Many times we enjoyed sexy jokes and we even joked about each other's wife, though in a very light vein. Anil's wife Anita was very attractive.

Rather on slightly plump side, she was full of curves in the right place and I always admired her fully endowed body. I could not but stare at her lush breasts, whenever an opportunity existed.

Seeing her breasts, I could just barely control my desire for her. However, Anil described her as a dull woman, who was no longer interested in sex. They had been married for the last 8 years. Now she would have sex only to oblige and satisfy Anil's sexual desires as is her duty.

My opinion about my wife was not much different. However, at some point I felt that Anil was unable to arouse Anita any longer after the initial elopement charms faded off. I thought that women get tired of house hold chores, looking after babies, taking care of in laws' whims and fancies, breaking head with servants and maids, attending to two rings (phone and doorbell) and after all that, also tolerate stud of a husband who wakes her up in the middle of the night and demands more labour from her.

It is natural that after marriage and undergoing all the strain, women are bound to lose interest in sex. There is need to allow her to spend some time on her own and allow her to have her way once in a while. There is need to make her feel that she is important and is worthy of attraction and not just attention.

I knew and Anil also told me that he came to our house many times in my absence and tried discreetly to flirt with my wife Neena by offering various temptations such as offer to take her to cinema or dinner or presenting gifts etc. I suspected that he might have been successful to the extent of hugging her or squeezing her breasts occasionally through her blouse or even kissing her with some mild force.

But I knew that for Anil, Neena proved to be a tough customer and would not be swayed by such hollow temptations in going further. However, I knew that Neena was attracted by Anil very much. She would sing praises of Anil many times. She would tell me how well he spoke with her or how well he played with our children, or gifts he gave to her or children etc. she would even compare her favorite actor with Anil.

I felt that she resisted his moves only because she had a very strong sense of loyalty and responsibility. She would never betray my trust. Otherwise, I thought she might have very much liked to be seduced by Anil.

When Anil was away on official tours out of town, many times Anita called me up on phone to ask me to fix up something or the other in her house. I was good at fixing up mechanical and electrical appliances and knew a little bit about electrical circuitry. Once a fan broke down, some other time there was TV problem etc. Anil had asked her that she could call me to the house to fix these things only late in the evening; say at about 8 to 9 pm. He felt that during the day I had to attend the office, but in the evening I would be comparatively free so that my office work would not be disturbed.

I was always pleased to receive such a message and gladly obliged her. After the work in her house was finished, she would make me sit and offer some cold drink or snacks or sometimes dinner and we would talk about many things here and there. Anil was poor in mechanical or electrical jobs and appreciated my helping his wife in his absence. Even when Anil was at home, Anita would call me for small problems, which I fixed up. Afterwards, Anil, Anita and I would sit and do small talks; many times ending up with talking of our sexual life or experiences or crack sexy jokes all in lighter vein.

Anil never hesitated in sexually playing with Anita's body in my presence. He would kiss her or touch her breasts or press her thighs even when I was present. Sometimes he would say, "See Raj, Anita never sleeps without her clothes on. When I feel like having sex, she does not respond to my pleadings in the night. When Anil said such things, Anita merely raised her eyebrows in protest but did not say anything or did not stop Anil. In such casual conversations, I would also tell them about my wife's lack of interest in sex.

When I would talk about Neena's lack of interest in sex, Anita would jump to Neena's rescue; saying, "You men are always thinking of sex. We women have a lot of work to do in the house, looking after the house, children, father in law, mother in law and on top of you; husbands. How can we conserve enough energy after the whole day's work to fulfill your desires in the night?" Our chat would go on such and other topics till late in the night.

I felt that there was a small stream of attraction running between me and Anita. This, I felt as, on many occasions; when we were sharing a joke or some funny situation, out of excitement, I would poke her in the ribs or pinch her cheeks, bottom or waist and sometimes even hug her. However, she would take it sportingly and never expressed her disapproval.

I had noticed that many times Anita would pass me in such a way that her protruding breasts would touch or brush with my elbows or chest or arms. I suspected that many times this could have been deliberate. However, I could not be sure. I was taken in by Anita's charms, grace and physique. I particularly could barely resist her breasts. I had squeezed them liberally and fucked her many times in my dreams.

Once when I was alone with Anita in her house, I stopped her in the kitchen and hugged her from behind and pressed my cock into her from behind. She was wearing a gown. I wanted to kiss her and press her generous boobs. Anita quietly looked behind at me and did not say anything. She perhaps wanted me to move further, kiss her and do what I wanted. However, she kept quiet and I restrained myself and developed cold feet. I released her fearing negative reaction from Anita and also keeping in mind the fact that my behavior would not be proper as her husband's friend in his absence.

MONDAY EVENING:

It was Anita's birthday. I got a phone call from Anil that I and Neena were invited to their house for a small party. Anil specifically mentioned that we must be there before 6 pm as he had to catch a train to go on tour to Bhilwara town the same day at 9 pm. It was Monday. We got ready and started off to their house and reached there just before 6 pm. Anil and Anita were waiting for us to cut the cake. Anil called us and Anita was ready to cut the cake. There were just four of us.

After the cake cutting and eating we sat in the drawing room, when I told Anil that this party is not acceptable. There should be a proper party; just cutting the cake will not absolve them of their liability. Anil said, "We are planning to have a party on the Saturday when I hope to be back from my tour." Hearing this; Neena's face fell. She said that she will not be there the next Saturday as she is scheduled to leave for her parents' house on Thursday.

I and Anita talked for a while and then I saw that Anil and Neena were engaged in deep conversation in another room. After some time they emerged from the room and sat down in front of us. I inquired through my raised eye brows. Anita had a baby daughter 6 months old. She and Anil went to attend to her. I asked Neena, "Anything wrong?" She replied saying everything was ok.



WEDNESDAY EVENING.

"How will I live without you for seven whole days?" I asked Neena; when we retired to our bedroom after all the packing etc. She was quite emotional as I took her in my arms. It was about 10 pm and our children had gone to sleep. Early in the morning next day; Neena was to leave for her home town in Gujarat for about 10 days. She controlled her tears and with some mock tone of jealousy and said, "I know you will manage very well with Anita."

It was true that I did go to their house occasionally when Anita called me during Anil's absence or even when Anil was in the house to fix up small things. Their house was slightly away from other houses and no help was easily available. I would fix their small problems such as lights, plumbing and such things occasionally.

"Oh! Come on!!" I said, squeezing her in my embrace. "You are making mountain out of nothing. I have never done anything; just helped them, whenever they had a problem."

"I know dear, I was just joking." Replied Neena; releasing herself from my embrace.

"You will be well looked after in my absence. I know that." Said Neena; tidying her saree. I took her again in my arms and said, "You are going away for more than a week. Why not we have our last MAZA today?" ('MAZA' was a code word between us for having sex.).

"You men have only one thing in your mind. Maza, Maza and Maza all the time." she said resignedly and added, "OK". She announced her acceptance under protest; as if I was going to torture her. I said, "You are talking as if I was going to bang you."

She replied "No, Baba, it's not that and you know it also. I was just joking." I pulled her near me and bent to kiss her on the lips. She was in my arms on the bed. I inserted my arm inside her blouse and felt her silk smooth breasts. I picked one of her nipples in between my two fingers and started playing with it. With the other hand I unbuttoned her blouse from the back. She placed her one hand in my lap and was playing with my half aroused cock over my pajamas.

She said, "This has not yet woken up. Why don't you just let him rest?" When I pinched her nipple in my fingers, she jerked and untied the strings on my pajama and released my Long John. By then it had become erect. She played with it very lovingly; as she only knew how. She pulled down my pajama with my help and started playing with my testiles so lovingly and delicately that was perhaps her most secret weapon to conquer me or any male for that matter.

By now I was leaking out pre-cum. I gradually removed her blouse and bra and pop came out her lovely sweet and pronounced water melons. I used both my palms to the full to contain those lovely globes in them. They were floating in my palms almost over flowing out of my palms. I rotated my index finger around her areolas. There were goose pimples growing up because of her excitement on her areolas. I kept on rotating my fingers on the sensitive part of her areolas occasionally pinching her nipples.

I bent down and started sucking her nipples and breasts. She has the smoothest breasts I have ever seen or experienced. I felt as if my hands would just slip down. I sucked so hard that half of her one of her breasts was inside my mouth. I was choking so very pleasantly. She ried out saying easy, easy! She was moaning.

I pulled down my pajama and after that her petticoat and panty. I also pulled up her bra. We slept side by side facing each other. I took her completely in my arms. We were just two bodies stuck together. I wrapped my arms below her arm pits around her and wrapped her inside me by enveloping her with my two legs. My legs were wrapping up her lower body including her legs. My now fully erect cock was pressing into her belly. By now she was aroused and kissed me on my chest.

I pulled up her mouth to mine and we were engaged in a deep kiss of love. I pushed my tongue inside her mouth and rotated in her mouth. She was sucking it so lovingly. Suddenly, she wanted to say something and I released her slightly. She said with somewhat shy tone, "You are kissing me like Anil now. You never kissed me before; like that." I also said in a light tone, "Tell me Neena, honestly; do you think I do something better than Anil?"

She stopped suddenly and tried to detect if there was any jealousy in my tone. I continued. "Neena, really, I am not jealous; but I want to know as a lover, am I comparable in at least one way to Anil?" Neena paused to think for an appropriate answer and after a few seconds gap said, "I think you should ask Anita this." I was surprised.

"Where does Anita come in this? How the hell does she know? I did not have any sexual intercourse with her" I felt offended. I asked her, "Neena tell me really. Do you think, I and Anita are having sex secretly?"

She replied, "No, I did not at all mean it."

Changing her tone, she said, "But Anita knows Anil better. I have had only one encounter with Anil and that too in a typical situation." How would I Know Anil as a lover?"

I however, felt that I had missed something.

I did not know if it was due to mention of Anil's name or not, but by then Neena was horny. This was an uncommon thing to happen. She made me lie on bed and came on top of me. She does not like to take my cock in her mouth generally. Today appeared to be an exception. She sat down on my chest with her back to me and took my cock in her hands and was shaking it lovingly. She pampered my balls in her hands and massaged them in a typical Neena trademark way. She then bent down, stretched herself on me and started licking my cock with her tongue.

She took the head in her mouth and was rotating her tongue around it for quite a while. I was bearing her weight and smelling her wet pussy. I extended my tongue and inserted it into her pussy, which was just above my mouth. She took half of my cock into her mouth and gave an excellent blow job.

It was my turn now. I knew that her biggest weak point is finger fucking. In order to make her hornier, I first pampered her clitoris and started finger fucking her. I inserted my two fingers in her cunt hole and started to lovingly rub her clitoris and upper internal walls of her cunt. She suddenly jumped as soon as I inserted my fingers. After that last threesome with Anil, I then knew that she can be aroused to extremes if given sufficient treatment. She was now getting charged and aroused. She started begging me. "Raj, come on top of me. Please fuck me. I am very horny, put it in, I want you."

I told her, "No, I want you to come on top of me."

I knew after that experience of threesome with Anil that she gets highly aroused when she is on top rather than the other way. Of course, in this position, she has to exercise much more. She came on top of me. Her breasts were hanging just above my mouth. I caught one of her breasts into my mouth and sucked harder on it as she started pumping her cunt hole onto my cock. I also knew that sucking her breasts arouses her tremendously. As I sucked her breasts, she got more and more aroused.

I was not only fully erect but was hard as a rock. She took my shaft all in. we were having sex after about a week. She was pumping me faster now. I was sucking on her breasts, biting them occasionally and particularly chewing lightly her nipples now and then. I could experience twitching of her cunt gripping my cock at certain frequency. This experience was exhilarating.

She was pumping faster. She started crying "Raj!!! I am about to burst!!!! I am coming!!! AAHHHH!!!!!!

I was also about to explode. I knew that she was well protected. We could not afford another baby. I cried out, "Neena. I am also coming in you.!!!!! I am just coming!!!!" She said, "Raj, come into me!!!!! pump your juices into me please!!!!!" and I burst into her with what felt to me like a big bang. Neena fell on me muttering Raj!!!! AHHHHH!!!!! OOOOOHHHH!!!!!" and sigh!!!! She was a lump of flesh on me. She kissed me deep on the lips. I let her remain on top of me for almost a minute, leaving my cock inside her pussy with mine and her juices dripping on my tummy.

She slid down sideways and disengaged herself from me. She then sat and wiped all dripped cum clean went to washroom, cleaned and dressed herself and fell off to sleep in my arms. Later on I dressed up also and drifted off to sleep.

The next day, as the train to Ahmedabad was to depart; she had tears in her eyes. She was emotional. She told me, "Raj, please visit Anil's house; when you feel lonely or hungry. I have told Anita to give you something to eat, if you are hungry. When I talked to Anil about my going for a week, he told me that he and Anita in particular will look after you in the same way as I look after you. He told me not to worry about you."

I pacified her and assured her, "Neena, please be assured, I shall look after myself and will call you every day to report to you everything. You please look after yourself and the children." As I was pecking my daughter and son, the train sounded the whistle and started. I waved her bye.

WHAT HAPPENED ON FRIDAY EVENING (AS NARRATED BY ANIL)

I and Anita had just finished their dinner. Our daughter was crying. The daughter had not slept for quite some time and was probably hungry. Anita just lifted her blouse and started breast feeding the baby. I always got mesmerized looking at Anita's breasts. She had plum breasts full of milk. However, they were round and firm.

I never got tired of loving those lovely breasts. Many times I told Anita, "I envy our baby. She has free access to your lovely globes. All she has to do is to cry a little and you push those lovely globes into her mouth. Anita laughingly always, replied, "She is a baby. My milk is her right. Any amount of crying. You will not get my milk."

After sometime when Anita returned from our bedroom after putting our daughter to sleep; I slid near her on the sofa and took her in my arms. Extending my arms to one of her breasts, I fondled her breast in my palm and said, "I want to cry." She laughed and replied, "Why don't you? If you do that then I may make an exception." I pulled Anita in my Arms and quickly unbuttoned her blouse. She was not wearing a bra. Her blouse was wet with the milk she just fed her baby. I made her lie on bed and kissed her breasts and started sucking her breasts. Her breast was full of milk and soon I had her milk in my mouth. I was drinking her milk like a baby. I loved it. Anita could not control her laughter.

I lifted the hem of her petticoat upward and uncovered her panty. I massaged her vagina mound over her panty and felt that her panty became wet. She held my hand, which was inserted into her panty and was pampering her vaginal mound. Anita removed my hand from under her petticoat and said, "Anil, don't harass me here in the drawing room. Let us go to bedroom."

In the bedroom I removed her night dress and quickly undid her petticoat and panty. Anita removed her blouse. She was standing in the bedroom in front of me, like a naked Goddess. We both lay in bed kissing, in each others' arms. I squeezed anita's ass cheeks and pinched them in ecstasy. Anita held my long cock and was sliding her fingers over its pre-cum. I brought my head to her breasts. I got on the job instantaneously.

That should have given Anita the boost she badly needed. It looked to me that Anita was not really in the mood to have sex then; but she realized that I was not going to let her go. I started finger fucking Anita. I sensed that she was still not in the mood. I understood that today my dear wife needs an additional stimulant as she was tired after house work and attending to her baby. I knew one trick that always works. I casually dropped Raj's name saying "Poor Raj, what he must be doing now? Neena is now away for almost 10 days! How will he manage without her? I know that he loves Neena so much and they fuck almost daily. Poor chap, must be masturbating right now." Hearing Raj's name, Anita got electrified. She squeezed my cock, which was then in her hands as a mild current passed through her. She was eager that I should continue talking about Raj.

She said, "Don't ridicule poor Raj. What happens to you when I am away? Does he ridicule you? You should support Raj. Why don't we call him to our house? I remember you telling me that they supported you, when I was away. May be if you agree, we shall tease him sexually. I will let you play with me in his presence and we could have some fun.

You told me that when I was away you three got together and had erotic outing on the day of Holi? I could see that Anita was energized and coming into real mood. She started shagging my cock and said in a pleading tone, "I love you darling. Will you tell me what happened when you went to that Holi program? I promise you I will not get mad, if you told me the truth, even if you did something bad!"

I know Anita. When she wants something, she knows how to get it. She made me lie down on bed and climbed on top of me. She bent down, kissed me deeply, said, "Anil, I love you so much" and untied knot of my lungi and pulled it down and uncovered my cock. She raised her petticoat and gradually inserted her cock into her love hole.

She started raising and lowering herself; fucking me up and down. She made slow reciprocating motion. It was so arousing. I knew that I hit a raw nerve in her and now she was hitting my raw nerves. I knew that now she will not rest till she finds out all about our adventure on the Holi night. She said, "Anil I love feeling you deep inside me and I love your long fucking cock. I want to take it all in. Simultaneously I want to hear all about your adventure." Her hanging full breasts were so inviting. Poor me; I had to surrender. When these women use their ultimate weapon, poor men are like a goat in front of a hungry lion. There was nothing I could do. I had to tell Anita what had happened on the night of Holi.

I had earlier dropped mild and vague hints about the threesome I had with Raj and Neena. I wanted her to be ready to hear the truth so that we do not have an explosive situation. At the same time, I did not want to hide this from Anita. Since she promised me that she will not shout even if I had done something highly unethical, I realized that she was now ready to hear the truth and that in all likely hood she already had guessed what might have happened on the night of Holi. I knew that I had to present the facts in an acceptable manner. I then told Anita, "Do you know that Raj and Neena have saved me from a certain disaster just a few days back?"

Anita narrowed her eyebrows in puzzlement and looked at me inquiringly. I continued, "I had a very heated argument with my manager boss some weeks back, just before you left for Delhi during Holi. The argument reached a stage, where he asked me to submit my resignation."

Anita was shocked to hear this, she asked, "Oh God! How did this happen? I am not at all aware about this. Why didn't you tell me? She was concerned. "What happened then?" she asked in low tone.

Anil said, "Look, at that time, you were in a good mood and looking after our baby and all that. You were going to your parents in a happy mood. I did not want you to go with worries on your mind or get worried and cancel your trip. I didn't tell you because I did not want you to be disturbed. It was just unfortunate that at the peak of this, when I was highly disturbed; you had to go away to Delhi. However, like a real soul mate, Neena realized that I was under tension and Raj and Neena asked me to confide in them and tell them of the whole situation. Raj, after understanding my problem; spoke to the Executive Director of his company; who offered me a job in his company.

After having the job proposal, I then submitted my resignation to my GM. I was called by my G.M. He tore away my resignation and gave me a good increment and also assured me of a promotion. He severely scolded my senior for mistreating me and made him to offer his apology to me."

Anita knew about promotion and increment but was not aware of the background development; she was emotionally moved. She said, "Anil, now I realize why you told me the other day that Raj and Neena were your pillars of strength. At that time I did not know the reference. Now I know." Looking at me straight in the eyes she said, "Anil, I know saying thank you is not enough. If they did all these things for you, what have we done for them?" I was equally emotional.

I told Anita, "Anita not just this; they did so much more for me. Raj and Neena, in my times of grave difficulty and in your absence; boosted me so much physically and emotionally. Anita, I have to tell you something important. I have not told you about it earlier; because I thought I shall tell you of the incident at the right time. I think that the time is now."

Anita looked down at me inquiringly with some anxiety. I continued in the same serious tone "I told Raj and Neena about the situation where I was to lose my job. I was so depressed at that time and was on the point of breaking down. At that time you had gone out and I had no one to confide in. That night Raj came to my rescue. He and Neena both consoled me and Raj talked about the possibility of my job in his company. When I was still depressed, upset and was inconsolable to the point of breakdown; He and Neena perhaps wanted to give me physical and emotional support to make me stronger and not get overpowered by my worries.

Raj perhaps thought that the only thing that would make me forget my worries and thus prevent me from breaking down was to engage me in sexual action. To make me focus on sex rather than the worry of losing my job; Raj made Neena sleep between me and Raj. He prevailed upon Neena to have sex with me. subsequently; I and Raj both together made love to Neena in this bedroom. I admit that I had sex with Neena, of course with Raj's approval and participation.

Anita, I am so sorry if I have hurt your feelings. I was just so depressed and emotionally down and Neena gave me that emotional support, which only a woman can give in such times and Raj was fully supporting me and her. Now that I have told you this, a great burden is off my heart. I am prepared to take any punishment from you that you decide"

I then described the details of sexual action we had. Anita became very erotic hearing the description of how I and Raj fucked Neena and how Neena became so aroused and had massive orgasms one after another. She started pumping my cock into her with feverish pitch and was coming to the point of her orgasm. She was moaning UHHHHhhhh!!!! AAHhhh!! I was also super charged and unable to hold myself remembering how we fucked Neena and how she fucked both of us. Very soon I released my juices into Anita. She also came with the release of her orgasm simultaneously with me. We both embraced each other so closely.

I heaved a sigh of relief for the fact that Anita took all this so sportingly. After some seconds, Anita disengaged herself from me. She took me in her arms. She was overwhelmed. Her throat choked and eyes were full of tears. She said, "I do not blame you at all darling. But I have no words to express my gratitude to Raj and Neena. They supported you so much in one of your worst moments and they did not even make any show of it at all?

They never made me or you feel that they did you such a big favor? More importantly, Raj offered his wife's most intimate love to you; which all husbands only want for themselves. That he asked his wife to surrender fully to you is an act of great friendship and extra ordinary courage. I do not think any Indian husband, who loves his wife so much would ever be ready to do this. I know Raj and I know how much possessive he is about Neena. I cannot understand how we can reciprocate such a generous act."

I was quiet and thoughtful for a while. Then I said, "Anita, we can reciprocate it partly, if you do not oppose it" Anita said, "Why should I oppose? Tell me what is on your mind." I said, "I have a plan" and I went to sleep without elaborating further.

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SATURDAY EVENING: (AS NARRATED BY RAJ)


This incident happened two days after Neena had left for Gujarat. Anil had phoned requesting that I should be at his house by 9 pm. It was Saturday and I was alone. I locked the house and left for Anil's house. When I reached his house, I was surprised to find no one was there except the three of us and the baby, who was sleeping quietly in bedroom. I expected to see a small gathering in celebration of Anita's birthday as promised by Anil. However, I did not see anyone else.

I saw Anil arranging some furniture in the drawing room. He was wearing a Chudidar Sherwani and pyjama. He was looking bright cheerful and quite handsome. There was a cute little cake placed on the table. It was marked "With Love to Anita - Happy Two in One." When I inquired, Anil said, "This cake is a combination of Chocolate and Strawberry, hence it is called two in one. But apart from that, there are two reasons for giving this occasion 'Two In One' tag. Firstly, we are celebrating two occasions today: Anita's birthday and our marriage anniversary." I wanted to ask what the other reason was.

Just then Anita entered the room and said, "Surprise, surprise. Welcome to our chief guest. We are celebrating two occasions today with our two very special guests Raj and Neena. But as Neena is away, we have decided to have her picture here." She took out a colored picture of Neena and placed it on the table. I did not know how the picture got into Anil's house. I guessed that he might have taken it when we had gone out together with Anil to picnics or during my absence. In the picture Neena was smiling and looking gorgeous in her full length saree. The cake was cut and we all ate it remembering how Neena would have enjoyed this.

Anita was dressed in Choli (Blouse) and long Ghaghra (petticoat-Long Skirt). The Ghaghara had flaring bottom. I could see her thighs and bare legs through the semi transparent petticoat. Her large breasts were the centre of attraction for me. She looked stunningly beautiful. I got a little tightness in my crotch seeing her. She had lovely round moon like face with thin bow shaped lips. Her cheeks were full; rather prominent with dimples and chin rather sharp but shapely. Her eyes were comparatively smaller having sharp eyebrows. Her hair was shining, long and dense.

She had left her hair loose. Her neck was long and drooping shoulders. She had bare back dark blue colored blouse exposing her back almost fully, with a string to open it. I had an impulse to go and undo the strings.

Her most attractive feature was her twin towering big breasts. Her breasts were full, round and occupied almost half her front width. I was not able to remove my eyes from her round full and tempting globes. I wished someday I could see them bare and kiss and suck them to my heart's content.

Anita was not thin but not fat. She was tall; almost as tall as Anil and I. She had fuller hips, flat but strong tummy. She had long legs. She had delivered a baby daughter; then six months old and breast fed her in those days. This made her breasts fuller. In spite of the baby; she did not develop any bulging belly. Perhaps she did some yoga exercises. I noticed that her blouse, where her breasts were, was wet. It was obvious that her surplus breast milk had been leaking out of her breasts. She wore no bra as it would interfere with feeding the baby. But I liked her this way.

There was cry of Anita's daughter from adjacent room. Anil went to look. Anita stood near the sofa and asked me, "What would you like to have; Tea or coffee? I replied, "Why only tea or coffee. You should have said Tea, Coffee, or me?" 

She looked at me mischievously and said, "OK, here I am. You can eat me." 

I asked "Do you really mean it?" She blushed, when she found me staring at her body. I could not shift my eyes from her lush breasts. How I wished I could lift them in my palms. I saw Anil joining us after putting the baby to sleep. He asked, "Who wants what?"

Anita said, "Raj does not want tea or coffee. He wants me."

Anil replied without delay, "Raj, if I give her to you, do you promise that you will not ask for anything else as compensation in return?" Faking anger; Anita picked up a small cushion and threw it at Anil and asked, "Am I such a burden on you, loafer?" We all laughed.

Anil said, "Raj, since it is Saturday and there is no body in your house, why don't you stay with us for the night." I was half hoping he would say that. I agreed. It was about 10 pm. Anita said, "I have cooked some things for three of us. You men change and get ready whilst I warm and serve dinner. She went to the bathroom and changed into her night gown. She handed to me Anil's lungi (A white cloth sheet to be wrapped around the waist.) she also gave me his kurta (Like a casual top, somewhat like a shirt).

I removed my formal dress and under wears and changed into Anil's night dress; folding my dress properly. I then placed my removed clothing in a shelf in Anil's bedroom. I was now at ease with myself. After Anita came out, Anil also went to the bathroom to freshen up and change into the similar dress as I had. None of us were in the habit of wearing any undergarments in the night.

I looked at Anita in the night gown, she put on. It was similar as the one Anil gave to Neena, when we were in their house on the night of Holi. It was almost transparent. Through the light, one could see her thighs and legs clearly. Even when she was moving in the room, her movements created ripples in the gown and exposed her naked body under the gown, through the dress. Not only were her breasts visible, even areolas and nipples on each of her breasts were faintly visible.

I could not understand if she wore this dress intentionally to titillate me; or all dresses in her closet were of this type only. Seeing her almost naked body, I was aroused and wanted to grab her in my arms. I had never before seen Anita's body exposed like this..

I and Anil sat on the dining table where, Anil produced a bottle of his favorite whisky and poured some of it into three glasses on the table. I knew that Anita drinks occasionally, but very little. She asked Anil to keep her drink on the dining table. We all sat. Anil raised her glass and surprised me when he said, "Let us drink to my wonderful friend Neena and Raj, who supported us in our worst time." I felt awkward. Anita joined and we all said, "Cheers." We all drank slowly. Later, Anita went into the kitchen.

Soon Anita served dinner for the three of us. It was simple, vegetarian, light meal. We were already half full after eating cake and some snacks before dinner. We all ate the dinner with great relish.

After washing hands and after Anita removed plates etc. and returned to drawing room to join us. I heard Anita's baby crying again. Anil got up and said, I shall see. Perhaps she would have wetted the bed" he left the drawing room leaving me with Anita.

I pushed myself closer to Anita and said, "Let me see your hand." Anita extended her left hand. I took her palm in mine and said, "You have a long life line. You have not fallen seriously ill except once in your teens. However, you have occasional problems with your back and neck. Is that correct?"

Anita was impressed. She asked, "Do you know palmistry?" "A little bit. I also know Acupressure" I said. "I can help you cure some of your ailments through Acupressure." "Really?" asked Anita. I then started finding different spots in her palm. I pressed one spot on the palm and asked her if she was feeling more pain or normal pain. She said it was Ok. I told her this was heart point. Similarly at many points she said ok. However, at two points she cried out as soon as I dug my fingers onto them. I told her, "You have got initial signs of spondylitis. You have problem with your neck and thighs. This can be rectified by massage."

Anita agreed instantly. She said, "I feel extreme pain at times for a short period. It goes away quickly and therefore I do not pay attention. However, of late; the frequency and duration of pain has increased." Anil returning after putting baby to sleep said, "Such ailments must be attended immediately. You must a get a massage from some experienced person."

Looking at me he said, "Raj, I know you are a good masseur. You took some training also. You massage Neena regularly. Do you not? You told me so." I replied, "Yes, I am not bad as a masseur. My mother had a lot of problems with her neck. I worked on her for a month and she was ok. Neena also had fatigue in her thighs. Regular massage for 15 days more or less cured that problem.

Anita said, "I would not like this problem to aggravate. What should I do? Can we start immediately?" I said, "Well, I can do a simple massage now so that you see if it helps you. You do not have to do anything. You just need to lie down and relax."

Anil suggested that we go to the bedroom, it will be cooler there and you can try out the simple massage there. In the bedroom, I sat on the edge of the bed extending my legs across the length of the bed towards Anil and Anita. Anil sat at the other end of the bed and asked Anita to lie down and extend her legs towards me; so that they were close to where I sat. Anita lay resting her head in Anil's lap. I took her legs in my lap. First I attended to the soles of her feet. I pressed my finger pointedly to the critical spots and massaged her toes, ankles and in step or sole of her feet.

This would give her some relief I thought. Then I had to work upwards. I pushed up her gown a little above her ankles and worked on her calf muscles. This process lasted about 15 minutes. I haled and asked Anita if she felt better. She said, "It is a great relief. Till you pressed my legs, I did not realize, how much pain I had. It is much better now. But my thighs are still fatigued. " I said, "Don't worry, that is next on my action plan."

However, she had to raise her gown above her thighs. I felt awkward to ask Anita to raise her gown above her thighs. I looked with some anxiety at Anil. He understood my predicament. He extended his hands and pulled up the hem of Anita's gown to above her thighs. Anita lay a silent spectator. I started feeling her thighs. This was very erotic for me. I saw her shapely thighs naked for the first time. The anaconda in my crotch started gaining in size. The hem of Anita's gown was jumbled upon her tummy and just below her waist; covering her sweet spots but exposing some of it. I could almost see her pubic hair and end of each leg.

I pressed the critical points on her thighs for about three minutes. I then got up and asked her to get up. I asked her how she felt. She was so happy. "I feel better. The low intensity pain has reduced but it is still there." Anil said, "Raj, you have magic in your hands." I saw Anita also getting aroused by the touch of my hands on her thighs. Whenever I touched her thighs, I felt a twitch in her body. She would slightly shift or shudder. She said, "Raj, can you continue this for some more time, if you don't mind?" I said, "Not at all. This has to be done with a low intensity for about 15 to 30 minutes. I can even do it whilst we are talking."

Anil said, "Raj, why don't you also lie down? You can attend to Anita's legs whilst lying down on bed." Anita also stretched herself and lay facing the ceiling between Anil and me. I asked her to turn towards my side. She did. Her legs were in my hands then. My legs stretched till Anita's ears. I pressed Anita's legs and at one time discreetly pinched her thigh. I felt her shudder. Anil could not see our activities because of the dress was hiding my hands.

Anita said after some pause, "Raj, I do not know how we can ever thank you for what you and Neena did for Anil in my absence, when Anil had serious problems with his boss and later in getting his interview arranged with your Director." I replied, "Never say thank you to those whom you love and to those, who love you. Anita, am I right? Do you love me or not?" Anita replied rather hesitatingly, looking in Anil's direction, "Yes, of course. I do love you."

There was some sound in the next room. As I was on the outer edge of the bed, I told Anil and Anita that I shall go and take a look. I got up and went to the next room. As I was going I heard Anil say, "Anita, if you really wish to express your gratitude and love; apart from saying thank you or I love you; you must express it not only by spoken word but also by your actions. See how Neena expressed her solidarity and togetherness. She went out of her way to support me by accepting me physically; having sex with me in such a loving way that I felt as if she wanted to enjoy sex with me. She did not let me feel that she was doing this for me. She did not let me feel that I was an outsider. She gave me so much physical love and enjoyment with co-operation from Raj. In the process, she might also have enjoyed sex with me; because Raj wanted her to. Will you not like to reciprocate the gesture of Neena by offering yourself and your physical intimacy to Raj? Like Raj, I shall also not only support you fully, I shall initiate and participate also." I did not hear what Anita said in reply.

By the time I returned to tell them that it was just a cat, which pushed a tumbler on the table and it fell down. I saw that Anita was in Anil's lap launched between his two legs and she was saying, "Raj is such an attractive person. If you have no objections or reservation, I will happily participate."

I asked Anil, "What is the matter?" Anil replied "Nothing important." Anil was playing with Anita from over the gown in a child like manner. At times he tickled her in the armpits, or he kissed her nose, neck, cheeks. Some other times he slid his palms over her tummy and breasts.

Sometimes he made feeble attempts to insert his hands into Anita's gown. Looking at me; Anita kept on removing his hands from her gown. Anil then bent down and told Anita "Anita, I am feeling highly sexy and aroused. I can resist you. The reason is that I encountered a highly erotic situation whilst I was in Bhilwara town.

I was very curious to know what it was. I asked, "Come on Anil, tell us what did you experience. I was pressing and playing with Anita's thighs. It seemed that Anita was enjoying my touch and looked at me with sweet expressions. At times when I pinched her thigh; she would jerk or shudder. As she was lying fully touching skin to skin intimately with Anil; I suspected that in such situations Anil would have felt the jerks or shudders also. Neither Anita nor Anil gave any indication of this.

Anil said, "You know that I just visited Bhilwara town and stayed there for almost four days. One day before my departure, when I was at a restaurant having my dinner; I met a couple. The restaurant was full and all tables were occupied. They asked me if they could sit on the same table as I was.

I invited them to join me. They were marwaris and the wife was wearing a blouse, which had two patches of darker color circular cloth of about 8 inches diameter stitched; just at the point on each side; where the woman had her breasts." Thus her breasts, which were otherwise also large, were more prominent and attracted attention."

"The husband introduced himself as the owner of the house; a part of which had been converted into a hotel. The hotel was the same as where I was staying. I told him that I was staying in the same hotel in room number nine. Hearing this, the wife appeared more interested in me. I found the wife naughty and rather hot as she kept on looking at me more frequently than what is considered as normal and giving me mischievous smile. I could not understand what she wanted to convey. I guessed she liked me. She appeared to me to be a flirty woman. I also saw that her focus on me was not casual but was for some specific reason. I could not fathom why her interest.

The hotel, where I stayed; was a small hotel but clean and reasonable. One window in my room was always bolted from outside. After I retired to bed, I heard a knock on the window. I went near the window and pushed it. I was surprised to find the window was not bolted from the other side. I kept the window slightly open to see what was happening. I saw the same Marwari wife moving in the house. She was looking at the window all the time. She must have realized that I was watching her. I suspect that it was she, who opened the window for my view.

She then started acting in provocative manner. She started squeezing her breasts; she was scratching her crotch and more such provocative actions and then looking in the direction of the window. I was sure; she knew that I was watching. Once she came near the window and winked at me. Now I was positive that her actions were to provoke me. after that she went away and I then closed the window from my side."

Narrating the story, Anil was quite aroused. In fact all of us were. I looked at Anita. Anil picked one of her hands and put it in my full view on his lungi. Anita understood Anil's desire and undid the knot. The lungi became loose and opened up. She put one of her hands inside the lungi. Her other hand was on my thighs. Discreetly, she was digging her fingers into my thighs. I could see that Anil's cock was gaining in size. I could not blame him, as I was in the same position.

I looked at Anil. Anil opened front zip of Anita's gown and inserted one hand into Anita's gown and was massaging her breasts loosely as if they were two sponge balls. I saw that he unzipped her gown quite a bit lower and I could also peep at her occasionally exposed breasts. My lungi was giving way as my "lund" (cock) was beginning to rise. Anita's one hand accidently touched my half erect lund. She withdrew her hand initially. Then again she extended her hand near my cock instinctively and touched it. I was profoundly aroused sensing her hand touching my manhood.

Anil continued the story, "Somewhere around 11 pm just before midnight, I heard knocks again on the window. I immediately opened the window slightly to find the wife standing there. She put her finger to her lips and walked to lie down on the bed in the verandah. Soon her husband came out of bathroom and went to the bed to his wife and both started kissing. Their sexual foreplay started. He opened her blouse and bra. He started fondling her breasts.

She was moaning and occasionally looking in the direction of the window. Once she winked looking at the window. I was also aroused seeing the couple's sexual act as the husband was now opening his wife's petticoat and removed her petticoat as well as her panty. She was fully naked. I watched her fully undressed, sumptuous and petite body very close to where I lay. She had large but tight breasts, long hair, round raised cheeks with dimples on each and long legs. She was solidly built. She was almost like Anita." Anita blinked at the comparison but did not say anything.

Anil said, "Anita, Raj; believe me, she was very sex starved as I could see from her actions. As I am describing this to you; I am feeling very aroused and sexy with what I saw. I don't know how to describe the scene further." Anil then made Anita sit up. He pushed down his lungi and took one of her hands and in my full view; placed it on his fully erect cock. His cock was clearly visible. It was erect and hard as iron pipe. I could see some pubic hair. Anil simultaneously pulled down Anita's gown to her waist and made her rest her back on his chest. He enveloped her in his arms and pressed her breasts from both of his extended hands.

Anita's breasts were now fully uncovered. He was pinching her nipples from behind. She was sitting in his lap. Her breasts were as good as I had ever imagined and hoped of seeing. They were full, round, robust and huge due to their being full of milk for her baby. I could see areolas which are comparatively larger than normal. Her nipples were quite long and standing tall. I was not sure if that was because they were always like that or because of extra sensual environment in the room. Her areolas were occupying one third of her breasts and appeared to be dark pink. Anil lifted her breasts in his palms and occasionally pinched her nipples.

As she was feeling uncomfortable lying in Anil's lap; Anita came out of it and lay stretched between me and Anil. She was fully topless now and I saw that she was comfortable being so in our presence. Anil said, "I am feeling horny." He sat up. I was also feeling very aroused and my cock was also fully erect and leaking pre-cum. I only knew how much I wanted to join Anil in his endeavor to fondle Anita's breasts.

Anil saw a look of lust and greed in my eyes and eagerness to fondle Anita's breasts. I just lay next to Anita.

Anil said, "Raj, go ahead. I see the lusty look in your eyes. Today Anita is the queen of our love. Come and see how lovely Anita's breasts are. Come and taste her milk. I think her milk may be tastier than Neena's; although I have not tasted her milk." Anita was not the one to let the opportunity go. She said, "I am sure both of you must have sucked her breasts hard enough to produce milk even if there was none in them at that time.

Anil simply smiled not replying. Looking at Anita; Anil said, "Anita Raj once told me that at least two men are needed to satisfy a woman physically. However, a woman can easily satisfy two men. Do you agree? We want to see if you can satisfy the two of us and if two of us can satisfy you."

Anita blushed and then smiled and said, "I entirely agree with Raj.I accept the challenge It will not be difficult to establish that." Seeing that I was hesitant; Anil casually picked one of my hands and placed it on one of Anita's breasts. Her breast was so soft and cushy. I turned to her side. I first kissed her on her cheeks. I then looked at Anil. Anil said, "Come on. Why do you insult Anita by not kissing her on her lips?" I was dying to do that.

Bending down, I rested my lips on hers and I kissed her deep and long; whilst I was massaging her breasts with one hand ever so lovingly. I was holding her head with my other hand. Anita's one hand was occupied with Anil's cock and the other was on my lungi touching the cloth covering my lund. She sensed wetness around my lungi. She withdrew her hand. Anil saw it and he looked at Anita and picked her hand and placed it on my cock and held it there. Anita then forced open my lungi and exposed my cock for the first time.

Anita looked at my naked cock for the first time. She appeared dazed. She did not know how to hide her expressions. Perhaps, I hoped that in her fantasies; she might have imagined loving my cock and me fucking her. I think she was mentally comparing my cock with Anil's. Mine was not bad in comparison. Almost the same length. Anil's was slightly thicker perhaps.

I found her fascinated by my cock as I could fathom from expressions on her face. I suddenly had Anita kissing me deeply. I responded with great enthusiasm. I penetrated my tongue into her mouth. I was tongue fucking her mouth. Anita responded by sucking saliva from my tongue. It looked to me that she was highly aroused and wanted me badly.

I was enthralled. My cock was pulsating with the touch of Anita's hand. She enveloped my cock into her palm. She massaged my phallus with love and care and gave such a wonderful caressing to my testicles as I thought only Neena could give. She picked up my testicles in her palm; looked at them lovingly, caressed them for quite some time and returned to pump my cock slowly. I looked at her face whilst she was doing this. She was looking so loving and had such sweet expressions on her face.

The red bindi on her forehead was so enchanting and looked so lovely. Her eyes were so engrossed. I was simply ecstatic. After kissing her lips, I moved to kiss her breasts, which were so far monopolized by Anil. Anita was then squeezing and shagging both our cocks so lovingly whilst hearing Anil's story.

When Anil stopped, she said, "What happened to your experience? Why have you stopped? Go ahead." Anil replied, "Look Raj and Anita; what I am going to narrate now is as it was in pure and simple words. You may find it explicitly sexy, if not vulgar." I replied, "Anil; come on now. What the hell are we engaged in? Are we not sexy and do we not enjoy sex?" Instead of saying yes, Anil nodded his head. Anita also joined in and said, "Anil please go on. Don't hesitate; I won't complain, if that is what you mean." I could see her very excited.

She was squeezing my cock more firmly and I was worried lest she would crush my balls in her palm. However, she lovingly caressed my balls. I realized that she was getting carried away by our sexual activities and was highly aroused. She was constantly humming or moaning and was at high emotional pitch. It is difficult to describe her condition then. She was focused on herself. I thought she was about to have her first orgasm. I kissed her belly button deeply inserting my tongue into her cavity there. She was greatly aroused by my kissing. I lapped her tummy, planted my lips and planted my kisses all over her exposed body below her breasts and above abdomen.

Continuing playing with Anita's breasts; Anil resumed, "Her husband made her sit on the bed and I could watch her silhouetted figure. She was well endowed. Her breasts were large and round and quite firm. The husband kissed her all over her body. Finally he stood up on the floor and the wife dutifully also got down bent on her knees and sucked her husband's now fully erect penis. The husband held his wife's head in his hands and was enjoying the blowjob. She was sucking his cock and kissed his testicles."

Suddenly I heard Anita moaning rather loudly. She clutched our cocks tightly. I and Anil realized that she was near her orgasm. Anil bent down and sucked hard on Anita's one breast. I did the same on the other one. Anil sat up and inserted his hand below Anita's waist and started squeezing her buttocks with one hand. I was on one side and Anil was on the other side of Anita. We both squeezed Anita tightly in our embrace between the two of us. She was twitching and reaching her peak as we increased our intensity of sucking her breasts and squeezing her body.

I inserted one of my fingers into Anita's pussy. Anita saw and experienced my finger penetration. That was the last straw. She moaned AAHHHHHH!!! OH!!!!!! She twitched several times, bumped her mid twice or thrice on bed and heaved a big sigh AAHHHHHH!!!! My god! That was wonderful. Oh Anil! Raj! This was great! She had; I thought one of her best orgasms. However, with husband like Anil, I thought she would have had many in the past.

Anita lay relaxed for a while. She then told Anil, "Why do you stop your story? Please carry on!" Anil looking at Anita continued, "After a while the wife again stretched on the bed and the husband climbed on her. In regular and rhythmic movements, he started pumping his wife. I could see them pretty clearly. The wife clearly was enjoying the pumping of her husband's cock into her cunt. Her juices were leaking and husband's head was perspiring. The wife kept looking at me through the window and the husband was not aware that I was watching the show. The husband kept on fucking her for about ten or fifteen minutes after which, I think they finished and the husband went to the bathroom, returned and slept. As the activities stopped, I also dozed off.

Suddenly I heard a knock on the window. It was morning and the husband was not there. Perhaps he went for a walk or toilet. I opened the window slightly and saw the wife looking at me saying, "Kuchh dekha?" (Did you see anything?). I replied "Sab Kuchh Dekha. (Saw everything)" then she asked,"Kuchh Aur Dekhoge? (Would you like to see some more?)" I asked her "Kaise? Kab? (How? When?)" She replied, "Aaj Dupahar Ko Dekhna. Main Khidki Khol Dungi (wait till the afternoon to watch. I shall open the window). She closed the window then." Anil relaxed and halted for a while.

This story was highly erotic and I was so charged up that I told Anil. "You are a big bore yaar." Anil was surprised to hear this. He looked at me inquiringly. I said, "You are speaking of such arousing and erotic experience that I am so hot. I think all of us are so hot. How about you, Anita; are you?" Anita did not say anything but started to pump our cocks more vigorously and once freed one of her hands and held Anil's head and bent it down to her breasts suggesting that I and Anil massage her breasts faster and kiss her breasts. Anil kissed her breasts and sucked on her nipples. He perhaps tasted her milk also. I continued, "However, in spite of that, we are all lying covered up in our false grab of modesty. We should immediately undress Anita and ourselves."

Anil complying with my suggestion, without speaking; quickly removed his top and of course his lungi was almost out anyway. I undressed Anita with great love. I slipped her gown down from her waist. She raised her mid body and hips to allow me to do so. I then pulled up my kurta and threw away my lungi in a corner. We were now fully naked. I extended my arms to Anil; one from top of Anita's shoulders and one from the bottom of her neck; encompassing Anita in between us. Anil also did the same. Anita was trapped between us fully sandwiched.

However, she did not complain. We three fiercely embraced each other; pulling each other so tightly together that there was not space even to breathe. Anita being tall, was comfortable. A shorter woman would have got suffocated in this situation. Her breasts were pressed against my chest. My cock was poking her vagina mound; whereas Anil's cock was poking at Anita's ass.

After some emotional embrace, I released my arms and said, "Anil, what happened then? Please carry on the story." Anil said, "I do not know if I should carry on the story or carry on our action."

I said, "Why not do both?" I looked at Anita and asked her, "Anita, why are you so quiet? Are you comfortable with us? I hope you are not feeling being imposed upon." Anita's face did not betray any expression but she said, "I shall shout when I have any problem or objections. OK?" both Anil and I said, "Yes Ma'm"

Anil continued the story. "I got ready and left for work. At about 12.30 noon I went to the same restaurant and had lunch. I was very eager to know what was in store for me. I quickly returned at about 1 pm. The window was locked from the other side. Waiting for the window to open, I dozed off.

After about an hour, there was a knock on the window. The window opened. I quickly got near the window. She was sanding right by the window. She said, "Dekho, Ab Kya Hota hai. Mera Doosra Chapter Shuru Ho Raha Hai. (See what happens now. My next chapter is to begin)."

I saw her going into another room and heard some voices. There was another male voice with her voice. Soon a male (not her husband) came into the verandah and sat on the bed. He was young; about 25 years of age; quite good looking. He appeared to be totally mesmerized by the beauty of the woman. He kept looking at her covered breasts. I was wondering what would happen to him if and when he sees the woman undressed." Anil paused for a while to recover his breath.

Anita sat up in the bed. She was very eager to know what happened further. I suspected that internally she was afraid lest Anil might get involved in this story. I looked at her breasts naked and unsupported. found that even in that position, her breasts appeared so full, round and taught. There was practically no sagging. It just took a little bit downward curve, which made them even more inviting. I got behind her and extending my arms around her; lifted her breasts in my both palms. Her breasts looked like two balls of soft jellies. They were bumping and floating in my palms. I kissed Anita's back and neck.

Looking at my act, Anil lay at Anita's feet and kissed her legs from bottom to top reaching her thighs after some erotic kissing in between. His kissing made Anita squirm on her seat. I saw from behind Anita's bottoms flared out on the bed. They looked so artistic, sweet and provocative. Anil resumed his story, "The lady signaled the man to come near her and pulled him in an embrace and invitingly kissed him on the lips. The man was already so horny. He quickly grabbed her by the shoulder and as he kissed her; was unbuttoning her blouse from the back. He quickly undressed her.

Meanwhile, she was busy undressing him. it looked as if they were in a great hurry. There were clothes all over the room as they tossed their removed clothing in different directions and were concentrating on the kissing. The man was now focusing on the lady's breasts with one hand and buttocks with the other. The lady picked the man's penis in her hands. It looked to be good six to seven inches or so long and thick too. She was shaking it in her hands. The man seemed in a hurry to fuck her."

Anil halted for a while looking at us. I looked a Anita and suspected that she was real horny. It was visible in her eyes, the way she looked at me. I felt that she looked like a lioness viewing her prey. She had left all shyness. She got up and climbed on top of me. I lay on bed. She started kissing me on my chest and lower down. Anil saw Anita's naked buttocks raised high, when she bent on me. He went behind her and lovingly slapped on her buttocks lightly to arouse her.

Anita extended her hands behind her and pulled Anil and asked him to kiss her behind. Anil understood. Anil knew how Anita got aroused. He kissed her buttocks repeatedly. He did that for quite some time. Anita was kissing me and moaning. She now lay fully flat on top of me. I was carrying her full weight. My erect cock was poking into her vagina mound. I had enveloped her by wrapping my arms around her. She was in my complete possession. She held my head in her hands and kissed me so deeply. She inserted her tongue into my mouth and rotated it so well. I sucked her saliva. She tasted so sweet.

Anita spoke in my ears, "Is this not what you always wanted to do when you came to my house under the pretext of repairing this or that?" In reply I also murmured in her ears, "Yes, that is correct. And I always wanted and now also want to do more." Now she was gyrating; as if she was fucking me; on my body and said, "Well today please do it. Please do it fully and do whatever you ever wanted to do to me."

Anil was unable to hear us. He was busy kissing Anita's buttocks and sliding his fingers on her buttocks, pussy hole and ass hole. Anil inserted two fingers into her ass from behind. Anita jerked suddenly. She raised her ass higher to enable Anil to finger fuck her pussy and not ass. Anita said, "Anil, please complete your story. It is so interesting. I want to see how far your experience goes. Remove your fingers from there. It is paining"

Anil withdrew his fingers, inserted them into Anita's pussy instead and resumed finger fucking and also the story. "The woman looked towards my window and asked, "Kya, Maza Aa Raha Hai? (Are you enjoying it?) Kya Mera Dudhu Chusoge? (Do you want to suck my breasts?)" The man (or boy?) thought she was addressing him and started sucking her breasts. I knew that she was asking me. But I could not have answered her with this person present. I was electrified with her brazen behavior.

The boy was more keen to fuck her. He spread apart her legs and placed himself in between. The woman took his long tool in her hand, shook it a little, positioned it at the entrance of her love hole and pushed it in slightly after lubricating it on the periphery of her pussy. The man quickly inserted his cock into her love hole. He then started; what was a long fucking session."

Anil waited to see our reaction. His story energized Anita so much. Anil's fingers were playing in her pussy. She was quite aroused even after her orgasm. She lay down and said, " Are!! Mera Dudhu Chuso Na!! (Suck My Breasts please). I have so much milk in them. I generate more milk than my baby can suck. My breasts are paining so much. Raj, please suck me. I know that you are so fond of milk. Please drink this to your heart's content. Anil, please suck my other breast. I shall feel better. I have got very aroused." This was a shock for Anil. He never imagined his wife to be sexually so aroused that she would ask him to suck her breasts in front of another man. We did our best to do the job of drinking her milk.

Anita then told Anil, "Anil, you are such a bore. Why are you stopping in your story now and then?"

"This is pure injustice Anita." I intervened;.

"How can Anil speak when his mouth is full?" I pointed to Anita that Anil was sucking and kissing Anita's breasts as directed by her.

"Alright, come on, now finish your story." Replied Anita, she got up and came to me and sat in my lap and brazenly said, "Raj, today make love to me as you do with Neena. I know you love her so much. At least for tonight please treat me like your darling wife and give me your most intimate and intense love, without hesitation. I and Anil would request you please." She then looked at Anil.

Anil said, "Raj, we want partially to reciprocate partially what Neena and you did for me. Actually you not only supported me but supported our entire family. Anita also felt so indebted to you for what you did for me in times of my dire crisis.

Moreover, Neena told me when you had come with her on Anita's birthday and she again telephoned me to say that she would very much like you to enjoy threesome with me and Anita, whilst she is away. She said she will feel happy if Raj has Anita's intimate love in your presence; whilst Neena is away. She jokingly said, she did not want to see it in her presence as she is very jealous. Raj, you have a wonderful wife. You are so very lucky."

Hearing this Anita said, "Anil, this is not fair. Are you also not lucky? Today am I not joining with you and making both of you enjoy with me in threesome? Did I shout or complain about sex you had with Neena? I know that this experience is an enjoyable aberration in the otherwise, boring, monotonous and tough life of a married couple. If we did it without serious attachment but with love and affection with the third person; it would bring new energy into our lives and revitalize our love life and married life.

We would all feel better. We know that after this; we wives, have to get into the tough life again with our children, in laws, house hold responsibilities and all that. Where is the time to have attachment with the third person? Actually, we have no time to have any attachment with even our husbands. Very soon, the third person will pass into history, but in future, when we have the opportunity to ponder; I and Anil shall cherish the time that we three spent in the adventure of threesome."

"Anyway, Raj, let me admit; I was never so horny in my life so far. You both have made me so sex starved. I can now understand what must have happened to Neena, when both of you were working on her in the night of Holi. Now both of you, please satisfy my sexual desires and I shall do my best to fulfill your sexual desires." Said Anita. She got up and turned on her buttocks to assume doggy position. She raised her belly from bed supporting her body with two hands and with two knees down. She was positioned like in alpha shape (an engineer can only describe this in technical language!).

Anil asked me to get behind her. I tapped her ass cheeks lovingly and got behind her and pampered her pussy hole rotating my fingers around her hole periphery. She started moaning and OooooPh!!!! Her pussy hole was quite bigger than Neena's. Anita's love juice was dripping from it liberally. I inserted my tongue into her gorgeous love hole and began to lap up her juice at the same time rotate my tongue into it. I had to bend down a little to do it. I inserted my hand below her and picked one of her breasts in my palm. I loved squeezing it. It was so lovingly soft and bounced in my palm like a ball of jelly. Her nipples were so uptight. I pinched them between my two fingers. I used my other hand to adjust myself.

Anil positioned him in front of her. He wanted her to suck his lund. Anita refused. She said, "I want to taste Raj's cock first in my mouth." Laughing, she continued, "I know, yours' tastes so terrible!" Anil pretended as if he felt offended but asked me, "Raj, Madam wants to taste you first. Don't fail the test." Anil and I changed position. I was now in front of Anita and Anil was behind her. I extended my erect cock, which she took into her mouth. She first licked the head clean. Her saliva was making me go mad. I was real horny. She took some of my cock into her mouth and was pushing it in and out. I began to mouth fuck her. She was careful to avoid her teeth from touching my cock.

She looked at me as if to ask how I felt. I was so aroused. I removed my cock from her mouth, bent down and kissed her hard on her lips. We both kept kissing for about two minutes. It looked as if we were not going to stop kissing. After disengaging from the kiss, I said, "Anita, I know, you do not like to suck cocks. I am so grateful to you for having done this. You are my beloved lover and my dear friend's precious wife and I thank you for making me your lover for one night and giving me the pleasure of your physical love." She placed her fingers on my lips and almost repeated what I had said earlier, "Those who love, don't say thank you."

From behind Anil was finger fucking her seriously. She was shaking and moaning. I was then squeezing her breasts and rubbing her back, buttocks and kissing her all over. She then asked Anil, "Anil, please fuck me from behind in doggy position. She simultaneously began shagging my cock. I was so erect and on the point of cumming. I murmured in Anita's ears. I can't wait. I want to fuck you now. As if Anil heard it; he stopped. Moved away from Anita and said, "Raj, please come now and fuck her. Please do it as well as you ever did. I went behind her. She picked my cock in her palm. Positioned it at the opening of her love hole and slightly pushed it in; leaving for me to do the rest.

I held my cock and felt Anita's palm also there. We both rubbed my cock around the periphery of Anita's cunt lubricating it with her love juices. I pushed my cock with a heave of my body into her gradually. It slipped into her cunt. Her cunt was quite flexible and her hole was big enough for me. I went into her right through. It was like heaven. I loved the slippery feel of her cunt. Neena's love hole was much smaller in comparison and every time we fucked, she was always pleading for me to go slow.

There was no such problem here. I loved Anita's inviting love hole and felt so sweet and easy. I kept pumping with greater and greater force. She was shaking partly due to my thrusts and partly due to her convulsions. I realized that she was reaching her orgasm. Her breasats were falling loose pointing downwards. I picked them both in my palms from behind.

Anil had inserted his cock into Anita's mouth and Anita was using the moment of my thrust to push Anil's cock in and out of her mouth. Anita reached her orgasm. She was moaning now loudly. Her OOOOHHhhhhhh!!!! And OHhhhh!!! I was perspiring with sweat forming on my forehead. I asked Anita,

"Is it OK if I release my semen into you? Are you OK?" she said, "There is no problem. The doctor has told me that in this period it is totally safe."

I think, Anita, I and Anil released our juices at the same time. Anil came into her mouth, I came into her pussy and she had her second orgasm that night. She remained in that doggy position keeping my penis into her cunt for a while. Later I removed my now semi erect cock out and went to washroom to clean. All of us one after the other went to the washroom.

We were tired and slept naked in that bed together. Later that night I woke up to find Anil fucking Anita. After Anil had finished, Anita climbed on top of me and fucked me. I was surprised to find her energy level. Anil looked as Anita fucked me for about 15 minutes before I ejected my load into her one more time and she had her third or fourth orgasm.

In the morning, it was Sunday. It was about 7 am. I opened my eyes to see Anita naked between me and Anil. In fact all of us were naked. We were covered by a quilt. Anita was partially uncovered and slept with her face towards me and back towards Anil. Anil was sleeping with his arms wrapped around Anita and had his cock positioned at Anita's ass. With one hand he was holding one of Anita's breasts. I saw Anita opening her eyes and seeing me. She asked me, "Raj, did you enjoy last night." I replied, "The night is not yet over." I bent down and sucked her other breast.

Anil was also not asleep; it seemed as he said, "Yes the night is not yet over. I am still horny." He turned Anita over and made her climb on top of him. I saw his long john getting tight very quickly. I was turned on. He wanted her take his rod into her. She did and started slow motion pumping his rod into her. I was fully erect by that time. I held my cock in my hand and was gradually holding the fore skin and shaking up and down. Seeing my condition, Anil made a strange proposal.

He murmured something in Anita's ears. I could hear her reply. She said, "Anil, are you mad how can we......?" Anil replied, "Have we not done it? You said you liked it. Raj will do it with plenty of lubes. Why not we do what we agreed. However, we won't do it if you can't handle it." Anil was challenging Anita. Anita replied, "Well I can handle 'Two In One'. Handling is not an issue." I was surprised with Anita's reply.

Anil asked me to get a bottle of cream and oil lying on the dressing table. He asked me to lubricate my cock with plenty of it and then apply plenty of it into Anita's ass hole. I was eager to carry out this new experiment. I had never even attempted it with Neena, although I had heard that people occasionally do this but we considered it as perversion. I told Anil "Anil, no, I won't do it. It might hurt her. Besides, I have never done it."

I was surprised to find Anita saying., "Raj, I want to do it. I and Anil agreed that we shall attempt two in one with you. Rest assured, Anil's cock has already explored that earlier. It won't hurt." I did as told and inserted my cock into her unconventional hole. There was plenty of lubricant. My cock went straight into her. I am not an anus man and I did not really liked this idea. However, I gradually started enjoying my cock being gripped by Anita's tight ass.

As Anita was fucking Anil from the top, Anil was sucking her breasts. I was pumping her from behind. There was a lot of confusion and we were missing our rhythm. Suddenly, I heard telephone ringing. I saw Anil extending his hand to pick up the receiver. Anil spoke on the phone. It was a call from Neena. Anil put the phone on speaker phone. I could hear Neena's voice.

She was asking Anil, "Hey, how are you? Your voice appears disturbed. What are you doing?" "Oh, yes, I am a bit busy drinking milk and am being hammered by Anita" replied Anil.

"Oh! Did you two have a fight or what? Is Anita there?" I heard Neena ask.

Anil said, "Yes, but she busy. She is breast feeding and eating and at the same time banging me."

"Eating so early in the morning? What is she eating?"

"Oh! She is having two in one!!" said Anil, looking at the remnants of the cake lying on the side table nearby and smiling mischievously into the phone.

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Wife Swapping...

She had to admit that their marriage was dull and that they were having problems. She knew her husband, Praveen, was getting frustrated with her and was afraid that he was seeing somebody else.

But she felt that his needs were different from hers and despite a few attempts to liven up their marriage they inevitably fell back into the same old routine.

Sometimes she blamed her upbringing for the way she was. At times she felt very conservative and inexperienced. Her preference was for gentle romantic lovemaking with lots of foreplay and loving - she wondered often if this was just a fantasy and not a possibility.

It wasn't that she didn't enjoy sex, because she did - very much at times. But it seemed that those times were few and far between and she very often went through the motions of having sex with Praveen, just to satisfy him and relieve his needs. She rarely felt that Praveen knew what she needed but he was always quick to tell her what he needed. On the times she had given in to his suggestions she had ended up feeling used and hurt.

Manya had been a late starter. She had attended an all girls college and until she left college had little contact with men. She had then trained as a nurse, again living in an all female environment.

It wasn't until she was 19 that she first kissed a boy - a brief encounter outside a disco before her parents collected her, that left her lips bruised and her wondering what all the fuss was about.

Her first boyfriend was a medical student whom she met on the night of her 20th birthday and dated for six months. She was never comfortable with him though and while she enjoyed their kissing it was a big step for her, after 3 months, to let him open her bra and fondle her breasts for the first time. Despite occasional attempts by him to go further, during the rest of the relationship, she always resisted. She had relaxed enough to enjoy his hands caressing her breasts and playing with her nipples but despite the sensations it caused in her panties she was not ready to let him touch her there. She was amused by the reaction that her body caused him though while at the same time conscious that she was different from many of her friends who had no problem having full sex, even on a first date.

After that relationship she dated a few other guys but not for any length of time and again physical activity was restricted to frantic fumbling under top and the sensation of a hard cock pressing against her through layers of clothing.

She did relax her standards somewhat and not all her dates had to wait three months to get their hands on her ample breasts. She still remembered with pleasure the night of a Christmas party when one of the doctors at the hospital persuaded her to come to his office with him - where after a lot of very passionate kissing she let him pull up her top and suck on her breasts. She often wondered how much further she would have let him go if they hadn't been interrupted by one of his colleagues.

At 22 she met Praveen and from the start she felt comfortable with him. Their relationship strengthened and when he proposed to her on her 23rd birthday she accepted at once. She was totally in love with him and when he parked his car in their usual spot that night, before dropping her home she felt so good in his arms.

She let him open her blouse as usual, and her bra, and welcomed the feel of his firm hands on her soft full breasts. When his hand moved to her leg, instead of stopping him as she always had before, she opened her legs slightly and let him be the first man to explore and touch her. He moved quickly, fingering and exploring her and she was starting to enjoy it a little, when he moaned and had to tell her he had come in his pants.

This admission and her realisation of the effect her body had on him scared her a bit and until their wedding day he had to content himself with an occasional fumble under her top.

Eleven months later they married and in their wedding bed he took her virginity. It was quick and passionate. She had no time to dress in the lacy lingerie she had bought for the occasion. Praveen didn't last long and as he slept beside her she felt a glow of satisfaction after a wonderful day but also a sense of being unfulfilled by their hurried lovemaking.

16 years later Praveen remained the only man to have had sex with her and while there were times when the sex was good, generally it was routine and not very fulfilling for her.

In recent months they had discussed their problems and Praveen, with her agreement, had tried to spice things up by buying her a vibrator, massage oils and even some blue movies on DVD. They had had some fun nights and some good and passionate sex but before long the usual routine had returned. Manya wasn't very adventurous and never had been and despite Praveen's promptings the actual act of intercourse was invariably the same - foreplay was minimal, and Praveen would mount her quickly and pump into her until he came. She often felt if he could give her more attention in the build-up she might learn to enjoy the oral sex and new positions he wanted her to do.

Now she felt their marriage was in crisis. She didn't want to lose Praveen so maybe that is why she entertained his suggestion.

He had suggested it about a month ago. They were in bed after very unsatisfactory sex, he was frustrated and even angry. He was discussing other people, wondering was their sex life the same. Their chat developed into an argument and culminated in her telling him to go off and do it with somebody else if that's what he wanted.

After a couple of days of silence he broke the ice and asked if she had meant what she said. There followed a long tearful chat where she admitted that she felt she couldn't satisfy him but that she loved him and didn't want to lose him. He admitted that he needed more from her and that he often longed for the opportunity to have sex with other women.

The conversation developed - with the help of some wine - to the point where they agreed that maybe things were so stale between them that they both needed the experience of being with somebody else.

2 weeks later Praveen excitedly told her he had found a solution to their needs. One of his colleagues in work had confided to Praveen that his marriage was in similar difficulties. Between them they had discussed experimenting with wife swapping - it just needed Manya's consent to put things in motion.

She thought about it a lot over the next day - the thought of another man both scared and excited her. What made her mind up was Praveen's enthusiasm. He was so excited about the idea that she realised saying no to him would jeopardise their marriage.

So here she was finishing getting dressed to go out and meet this other couple.

She was very nervous, of meeting these people, of being with this man and of letting him down.

Praveen had suggested what she wear and she pulled her short black dress down over her matching black lace bra and black thong. Her long black hair was tied up and with the help of make-up her 39 years didn't all show in her face or her deep brown eyes.

A spray of perfume on her 36c cleavage completed her preparation and one last glance in the mirror satisfied her that her swimming and tennis still had her in good shape and that her dress didn't emphasise the curves of her bum, one feature she always wished was smaller.

The drive in the taxi passed in silence - both Praveen and her engrossed in their own thoughts.

They kissed briefly outside the restaurant before heading in to meet their 'friends'.

The arrangement was that they meet for a meal, chat, and at the end of the meal if they were all comfortable they would then proceed to swap partners for the night.

The other couple were there before them and stood to greet them. Geeta was a stunning blonde, younger than Manya and slimmer and immediately she felt jealous and threatened. Sandeep on the other hand was about 40, tall and a little overweight but well dressed and reasonably good looking.

The meal passed quickly with lots of chat and Manya could see that Praveen was absolutely smitten by Geeta.

Before she knew it, the bill had been ordered and it was decision time. Sandeep and Geeta were both keen to proceed. Manya knew that Praveen had his mind made up as soon as they walked in so despite her reservations she heard herself agreeing also.

They decided to go to a nearby club together and when they left the restaurant Sandeep walked with her behind Praveen and Geeta. Praveen had his arm around her and Manya felt jealous seeing them and hearing them laugh and giggle as they walked.

Sandeep seemed OK and in the club Manya chatted with him and relaxed a bit. They sat drinking and watched Praveen and Geeta dancing together.

Praveen was holding her close, occasionally kissing her and very obviously moving his body against hers. Soon they came over hand-in-hand and announced that they were heading off together. Praveen kissed Manya, thanked her and told her he would see her at noon the next day as arranged.

That left Sandeep and Manya to return to Sandeeps house for the night. Before they left Sandeep suggested a dance and he held her close on the floor as they moved to the music. He was kissing her bare shoulders and she felt his hands move over her bum pulling her against the swelling in his pants.

When the song finished he kissed her on the lips and suggested heading home.

In the taxi Manya sat rigid in his arms - her mind racing as he stroked her hair and shoulders. Sandeep seemed more relaxed and to her horror she felt his hand moving over her legs and up under her dress. She sat without moving as she felt him explore under her dress, probing under her thong, tugging gently at her pubic hair and trying to slip a finger into her pussy. Her state of mind ensured that there was no trace of wetness to ease his probings.

Thankfully the taxi pulled up at his house before he went any further and to her embarrassment the driver gave her a knowing wink as she got out.

At the house he gave her the choice of going straight to the bedroom or having a drink first. Manya was definitely not ready for this so she sat on the sofa while he mixed a cocktail for her.

She felt so nervous and unsure - very afraid to go through with this but equally afraid to let herself down by leaving. She was angry with Praveen and also intensely jealous imagining him in their bed feasting himself on Geeta's perfect body.

Sandeep returned with the drinks and sat beside her. He could tell she was nervous and suggested she relax and that they would take things slowly.

After a little conversation he moved closer to her, took her drink and put it down and took her into his arms.

Manya tensed, and felt his mouth on hers, gently kissing at first. As she relaxed the pressure got a little firmer and she felt his tongue moving over her lips and then probing between them.

She opened her mouth and let his tongue begin to explore her. As she did his hand moved to her breasts and squeezed them gently through dress.

The kiss deepened and she felt him take her hand and put it on the front of his trousers. She could feel him pressing against the fabric, already erect and urgent.

Her mind was still racing, unsure, but his hands on her breasts were gentle, rubbing her erect nipples through the layer of clothing. In a haze she felt her zip being opened her dress pulled down over her arms and then she heard him gasping as he took off her bra and her heavy breasts fell forward.

He moaned and buried his face between them and then to her surprise slid both hands under her dress to pull off her thong.

Manya panicked. Things were moving too fast. Something inside her was telling her this was wrong and that she didn't want it.

She moved, pushed his hands away and pulled away from him to flee crying to the bathroom.

She composed herself and dressed then returned tentatively to him. She explained she wasn't ready, that it was a mistake. He was very understanding and was concerned that she was alright and that he hadn't hurt her.

AS Praveen and Geeta were using her house she had no choice but to stay the night and Sandeep assured her she could use the guest room. They sat and chatted for a full hour before they made their way upstairs.

In the bedroom Manya undressed to her thong and slid into bed. She could hear Sandeep clearing up downstairs then coming up to his own room.

She lay thinking. In one way she was annoyed with herself - here she was at 39 years of age behaving like a teenage virgin. She wondered what Praveen was doing now and how good his night was - wondered was he enjoying discovering if Geeta was a natural blonde and would she suck his cock for him the way he so crudely demanded that she do sometimes.

She also thought of Sandeep, wondered what he must think of her and how frustrated he must be feeling. She realised that she had let him down badly because of her own hang-ups and appreciated how considerate and caring he had been. She guessed that he too must be picturing his beautiful wife in bed with Praveen.

She got angry with herself, told herself to grow up and came to a compromise decision. She got out of bed and put on a dressing gown which was on the back of the door.

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Sandeep was still awake, sitting up in bed, revealing his bare chest and his plump stomach. He was surprised to see her.

She sat on the bed, apologised to him again and thanked him for his understanding. She told him she realised how frustrated he must be and that if it helped she would be willing to relieve him. But he had to understand she wasn't ready for any more than that.

He smiled, kissed her, assured her that she didn't have to but if it made her feel better of course he would enjoy it. But he didn't want her to feel obliged in any way or to do anything she didn't want to.

She stood up to let him pull back the covers then sat down again as he slipped off his shorts. His cock hung limp between his legs.

It had been ages since she had done this for Praveen - usually as soon as he was hard he moved inside her - so she was a little unsure of herself.

Sandeep made himself comfortable and stretched himself out. Manya moved over on to the bed, sitting facing him and moved her right hand to stroke his limp cock.

She ran her hand gently over it, feeling it, stroking it and gradually it began to respond to her touch.

She felt it swelling, getting wider at first and then longer, pushing up into her hand. She moved her hand up and down and was surprised as it continued to expand. She had no one else to compare it with but she could see that Sandeep was substantially bigger than her husband.

When it was fully erect she could fit both hands around it and she started to pump it in long rhythmic strokes. Sandeeps breathing told her she was doing well as did his occasional words of encouragement. She was fascinated by the size and width of his cock. She felt surprisingly relaxed - giggled to herself at how she must look, pleasuring this strangers big cock.

She moved a little faster and as she did was aware that the robe had loosened and that Sandeep was staring lustfully at the exposed cleavage as she stroked him.

Her hands were tiring and she told him she had to take a break. She sat gently caressing him with one hand. He spoke to her, told her she was beautiful. He sat up and reached out, stroked her face.

She blushed, enjoyed the sensation of his touch. As she resumed the long strokes on his erection his hand brushed over her face, her throat and gently between her exposed breasts.

He asked could he see her breasts, told her they were beautiful, so much bigger and beautiful than Geeta's.

Manya felt a rush of pride - it felt so good to be compared favourably to the beautiful Geeta. She wondered how Praveen liked her skinny figure and small breasts and would he be able to make love to her tits the way he sometimes did with her.

She wanted to show them off ,she felt, so she opened the robe and let it fall away.

Sandeep moaned again and his cock twitched in her hand as he saw her breasts again.

She was surprised at his reaction. She had never really come to understand the effect her body could have on a man. It made her feel good, feminine and powerful. She was wearing only her thong and she noticed Sandeep glancing down at it.

She continued to stroke him as he lay gazing at her breasts. His breathing was quickening and gasps and moans came from his mouth.

She moved her hand faster then felt him tensing. He leaned forward, pulled her down towards him. His hard cock pushed against her soft breasts and then suddenly he cried out and Manya sat back as his hot cum sprayed on to her breasts.

She collapsed beside him and they lay in silence.

He spoke first, thanking her, telling him how wonderful it had been for him. Her arms were aching but the nervousness she had felt earlier had gone.

Tentatively he let a finger touch her breast - running through his cum over her nipple. Her nipple sprang erect to his touch and he gently lubricated it white liquid. When she didn't object he got a little braver and massaged her breast fully with his hand, making it slick and wet. She moved slightly, rolling over, giving him access to the other breast and she lay there, eyes closed, as his hands massaged her heavy breasts.

It felt so good - getting this loving attention that Praveen never had time for. Sandeeps hands were wonderful but when he bent and took a nipple in his mouth she moaned out loud.

Her eyes still closed, she lay back as he took his time, caressing, sucking, nibbling and squeezing. She found herself switching off - her focus entirely on the sensations of her body, both her sensitive nipples and the heat building between her legs.

Sandeep was sucking harder, she was arching her back, pushing her breasts up to meet his lips.

It started slowly, a deep warm sensation and then as Sandeep bit hard on the soft skin between her wet breasts she screamed out as an intense orgasm rocked her body.

She shuddered as she came, writhing in his arms, then lay motionless.

When she opened her eyes he was staring down at her, smiling. She smiled back then pulled his face down to kiss him.

They kissed softly at first then more passionately. She moved into his arms, their bodies together and she was surprised to feel his erection had returned and was pushing against her belly.

She reached down to stroke it once more. In her head she paused, realised she had gone so much further than she had intended to. However she was also acutely aware of the intense heat and wetness between her legs - a sensation she had rarely experienced before.

She froze, excused herself to go to the bathroom. In the bathroom she composed herself. In the mirror she looked flushed, her breasts swollen and marked from his teeth. She ran her fingers over the front of her thong and found the material soaked. She slipped a finger under the material into her wet pussy and moaned involuntarily as she ran it over her hard clit. Most of all she felt like a woman, alive and in control of her own sensations. Sandeep had succeeded in generating a passion and desire in her that Praveen had never done.

She slipped off the thong and returned naked to the bedroom. In her mind she told herself that she could sort her head out tomorrow but right now it was her body controlling her actions.

She paused before she returned to his embrace, both enjoying the sight of each others bodies.

They didn't speak. He lay back, his cock looking even bigger and harder. She straddled him and ran his cock over her wet pussy lips. When he was wet she positioned it and then let her body slide down over his hardness.

He filled her completely, she could feel new sensations as it probed deep inside her.

She felt alive, wild. She licked a finger and started to rub her clit as her lover moved with her. As she did he squeezed hard on her breasts.

Although she had orgasmed minutes earlier she was surprised how quickly she came again, riding his rigid manhood as he pulled at her breasts.

She collapsed in ecstasy assuming he had come too but then surprised to feel him still rigid and moving inside her.

The sensations were wonderful and she didn't object when he pulled out and turned her onto her front. He lifted her on to her knees and she felt him move behind her and then the wonderful sensation of his full length sliding into her wet pussy once more.

This was passion like she had not experienced before. She could hear his balls banging and slapping against her big soft bum as he pumped into her.

She was always very conscious of her bum, aware that it was quite big but Sandeep seemed to like it as his hands moved over her white cheeks.

He was moaning, telling how beautiful her bum was compared to his wife's skinny figure. As he did Manya realised he was touching her, deep between her cheeks. His cock was driving inside her and to his amazement he slipped first one, then two fingers into her ass. To her surprise the sensation was exquisite and instantly she was orgasming again.

She was out of control, waves of pleasure sweeping across her body. His fingers were probing her, stretching her.

She felt him move, his wet cock slid out of her then she felt it nudging between her cheeks.

She couldn't stop him. Guiltily she thought of Praveen and the times she had refused to let him take her in the ass.

Now here she was, her body on fire, aching for this wonderful big cock to enter the deepest part of her. She moaned aloud telling him not to stop.

With one deep movement he thrust into her, filling her. She cried out, then felt him moving, sliding in and out. It felt like his cock was deep in her belly and after the initial pain she relaxed and then moaned as with one deep thrust he emptied his seed into her.

Exhausted they collapsed on the bed. Sandeep cleaned up in the bathroom and when he returned she was asleep.

She woke first. It was daylight, birds twittering outside.

She felt sore but incredibly fulfilled. She felt she was glowing and relived the previous night in her head.

Sandeep lay on his back beside her. He was naked, his big cock lying limply to one side.

Manya looked at clock. 8 a.m. 4 hours to go she smiled as she moved over and gently let her tongue run over the sleeping cock..................

Manya watched as Sandeep waved from the door of his house and then she sat back in the back of the taxi and relaxed.

Last night had been the wildest experience of her life. Although she had agreed to the swapping idea that her husband Praveen had proposed she had major doubts about it. However after she finally overcame her reservations she had enjoyed a night of utmost passion with Sandeep.

She had woken at 8 a.m., sore but satisfied, 4 hours before the time agreed for her to return home.

She had woken Sandeep by gently licking and sucking at his cock, watching it swell and harden. When he was fully awake she continued the motion of her mouth, sucking and pulling until she heard him moan and she felt his hot cum filling her mouth.

He returned the compliment, taking his time to bring her to a climax with his mouth buried between her legs.

They then had breakfast together followed by a long warm shower where they soaped each other and caressed each other. The shower finished with Sandeep lifting her on to his erection and them moving together until they both climaxed noisily.

She smiled as she remembered every detail and remained lost in her thoughts until the taxi delivered her to her home.

Her husband Praveen, of course, had spent the night with Sandeeps wife Geeta.

Praveen seemed glad to see her. They embraced a little awkwardly and both avoided the subject of the previous nights activity until they sat down together after lunch.

Jeffs night had been less successful. Geeta, a beautiful slim blonde, while on the surface very outgoing turned out to be quite restrained. Sex for Praveen had not been the wild adventure he anticipated and her slim model-like body didn't excite him the way Susans more ample curves did.

Manya didn't feel ready to tell him how much she had enjoyed her night so she kept the detail brief but did let him know that she had been pleasantly surprised by it all.

In the weeks that followed Manya thought a lot about her night with Sandeep and the passions and emotions it aroused in her. Her sexual experience she realised was very limited but she had felt that Sandeep had brought out a new side to her.

When Praveen suggested another swapping experience she pretended to be unsure - while inside she was screaming in consent - and after deliberating for a day or two she confirmed to him that she was willing to try again.

Praveen took on the job of finding a new couple to meet. Weeks passed without any news and Manya found herself becoming more and more anxious, longing for the touch of a new man again. She considered contacting Sandeep herself and offering to meet him alone but when she had suggested it to him that day before leaving his house, he reminded her that he loved his wife, and would not cheat behind her back.

Eventually Praveen told her he had set up a meeting with a couple - Sandeep had put him in touch with them. They were a similar age to Praveen and Manya, but lived quite a distance away. This would be their first swapping experience.

The arrangement this time was to meet in a hotel halfway between their homes and, all going well, to stay the night in the hotel.

The journey in the car to the hotel passed mostly in silence with both Praveen and Manya lost in their own thoughts. Manya felt a nervousness building again and doubts creeping in. She wondered how it would be with this man. But deep inside her she felt a growing urge and anticipation of the passion she hoped she would experience.

At the hotel they checked in and found a note waiting for them from the other couple suggesting they meet for a drink before dinner.

Praveen and Manya went to their room, unpacked, showered and dressed.

Manya had chosen her clothes carefully. It was summertime and the evening was warm.

She slid a lace white thong over her thighs and up on to her hips. The material buried itself between the large white globes of her ass and she pulled it up over the neatly trimmed bush of jet black hairs.

She slid on her new pink top. Thin straps over her shoulders supported the thin fabric which stretched to accomodate her 36c breasts, revealing a large amount of cleavage. A white cotton skirt stopping just above her knees completed the oufit.

A small pink bow tied her thick black hair back and she completed her preparations by touching up her lipstick and adding a few squirts of a new perfume.

At the door, Praveen kissed her, and they went downstairs to meet the new couple.

Nishant and Shilpa were different to what Manya had expected - but then she hadn't known what to expect!

Nishant was a little older, maybe 45, slim and starting to go bald. He seemed timid, unsure of himself.

Shilpa on the other hand seemed very confident and hugged them both. She was a heavy woman. Her curly brown hair framed a round smiling face and her loose clothing, Manya guessed, concealed a plump rounded body.

The atmosphere was strained at first as they got to know each other. Manya could tell Praveen was unsure about Shilpa and appeared to be drinking faster than the others. Nishant said little and Manya started to wonder was this a mistake.

As they had dinner the wine helped things loosen up a little and then the moment arrived where they had to decide if they were willing to go ahead.

Shilpa spoke first, saying she was keen to go through with things and Nishant followed suit immediately (Manya guessed that this whole idea was Shilpas) Praveen sat in silence so when Manya nodded her agreement she felt that he had no choice but to agree.

The decision made, they moved into the bar and sat with their new partners and chatted.

There was music coming from the night club in the basement so after a couple of drinks they made their way downstairs.

Shilpa pulled Praveen on to the dance floor and Manya and Nishant watched as they danced - Manya was glad to see that Praveen had warmed up, probably from the drink, and was beginning to enjoy himself.

The music slowed and Praveen held Shilpa in his arms and they started to kiss as they danced. Manya watched as he moved his hands over her broad back and occasionally let them wander to hold her bum through her dress.

Nishant showed no signs of moving so Manya took the initiative and asked him to dance. She held him close as they moved to the music, letting him breathe in her perfume.

One song blended into the next and Manya could see Shilpa and Praveen kissing deeply as they danced.

Again she realised the man in her arms was hesitant to move. She held him closer, kissed his neck, whispered to him to kiss her.

His kiss was awkward at first, tentative but the feeling of his tongue in her mouth encouraged Manya. However she did realise that while last time she had been the timid unsure partner, this time the onus was on her to take the initiative and to guide Nishant through the experience.

As they kissed she started moving her hips, grinding gently against his lower body. She felt him pulling away slightly but her hands moved to his waist and pulled him back against her. To her pleasure she felt his body respond and the gentle movement of her body resulted in a swelling in his trousers. She held herself against him, smiled, then smiled more as she realised he was blushing.

The music finished, but before they parted she ran her hand over the front of his trousers, enjoying the look on his face, but also the realisation that here too was a man with bigger equipment than her husband.

The music was finishing up and Shilpa suggested bringing some drinks up to one of the bedrooms for a nightcap, before they seperated. Nishant seemed obviously relieved at the suggestion - Manya guessed that he wasn't yet ready to take the next step.

In the bedroom Praveen sat in an armchair and after organising a glass of wine for everybody Shilpa sat on his knee. Manya and Nishant sat side by side on the bed.

After a little conversation Shilpa and Praveen started kissing again and Manya and Nishant sat in silence.

Manya moved first again, closer to him, kissed his face then turned his face to meet hers and they began kissing softly, gently.

To her relief he adjusted his position, took her into his arms, and kissed her more forcefully.

They kissed, he stroked her hair while in the background she could hear the others whispering.

Manya turned her head after a while. Praveen was kissing Shilpa as his hand kneaded her large breasts through her top.

Manya smiled, returned to kissing Nishant, then took his hand, placed it on her breasts through her top. It lay there, unmoving for a short while, then slowly he began to let it roam over her cleavage. She encouraged him, pausing to check his state of arousal by running her hand over the front of his pants, tracing the outline of his swollen cock.

Her nipples were erect and as she beacame aroused she slipped a strap off her shoulder, freeing one bare breast to the touch of his hand.

More giggling came from the others. Manya turned to look and Nishant followed her gaze.

Shilpa had her dress open and her bra pulled to one side and Praveen was sucking on her huge heavy breasts. As they watched, his hand which had been roaming over her knees had moved right up over her fleshy thighs and by the look of pleasure on her face was now exploring between her legs.

Manya slid off the second strap letting both breasts fall forward. She cupped them, offering them to Nishants mouth.

Nishant stopped her, simply said "Not here"

Manya nodded, understanding, and slipped her top back in place.

They stood, moved quietly to the door. Manya glanced back, catching one last glimpse of her husband, his face lost in Shilpas cleavage as he slid her panties down over her knees.

Outside Nishant apologised, said things were going too fast. Manya suggested a walk to cool down and to let him settle himself.

They walked through the hotel gardens, dark paths between the trees, lit occasionally by the light of the moon.

After a short walk they stopped, sat together on a bench. They chatted and when Manya judged the moment right she kissed him again.

They kissed awhile then sat, her in his arms, talking.

As they talked Manya gently rubbed him, through his pants. To her relief, he didn't move to stop her and she soon felt him swelling once more.

They kept talking, Manya watching his face as she stroked him, then tentatively opened his pants.

He moaned softly as her cool hands touched him. She moaned too, delighted with his response and with the size of the cock she was stroking.

She kissed his lips and then he clumsily reached to move his hand under her skirt. She stopped him, told him to relax and kissed him again.

She felt him relaxing, increased the pace of her massaging. Then she moved slowly down his body, sliding down to the grass. She slid his pants to his knees then, on her knees, leant forward and kissed the head of his cock.

He moaned again as she started licking, sucking and kissing him. She moved her head in a steady rhythm feeling his big cock sliding in and out of her mouth.

His hands moved to her head, holding her there, as he pushed into her mouth and then without warning she felt him explode, his hot liquid spraying into her mouth.

Manya swallowed hard, then licked him gently as he relaxed.

He took her back into his arms, kissed her.

They walked back towards the hotel. Nishant paused, pointed towards the building. A light was on in one of the rooms and from their position in the shadows they could clearly see Shilpa standing naked at the window. She was heavier than Manya had imagined with huge globes topped by big brown nipples, sagging nearly to her waist. They could just see Praveen behind her, his arms around her waist, a hand moving through the thick bush of hair between her legs.

Manya and Nishant continued back to their room.

In the room they embraced and Manya let Nishant lead her to the bed. She could feel him taking control and offered no resistance as he undressed her. When her thong was removed he spread her legs wide and moved his face between them. Manya let it happen. Felt his tongue lapping at her clit, his teeth nibbling at her flesh, his fingers probing deep inside her.

Her inhibitions disappeared as she relaxed to the touch of her lover and as she encouraged him she felt a feeling of intense heat building inside her.

Her scream could be heard in the next room as she climaxed, her body rocking with pleasure.

She expected him to stop but instead he kept going, sucking, licking, probing. The pleasure was too much and minutes after her first orgasm a second washed over her, followed quickly by a third.

Another first she giggled as she enjoyed the multiple orgasm engulfing her.

Nishant rolled away and went into the bathroom. She heard water running and some minutes later he called her to join him.

She entered to find him naked in the bath, his erection breaking the surface of the water.

He held her hand as she climbed in, then moved under her, letting her sit right down on him and guiding his cock into her as she did.

They stayed joined together for what seemed like hours, kissing, caressing and moving together.

When his cock softened she would squeeze him with the muscles in her vagina back to full hardness. After some time the atmosphere changed his mouth sucking at her breasts more urgent, the gentle movement of his hips more intense.

She started to rub her clit, watching his face as he thrust up into her.

They talked, told each other when they were getting close, waited until the other was close to climax.

Then with rapid movements, water spilling over onto the floor, he literally lifted her up and down on his hardness, waiting until she cried out before he released himeslf inside her.

They held each other, then dried off and she climbed into bed.

He watched her as she slept..before he too succumbed to sleep.

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Sexual Nirvana

Manisha came back early from her part-time summer job on a Friday afternoon, thinking she would be alone for a while at home. But Nitin was already there watching some kind of Xtreme games in the living room 

in his short. As always she was happy to see him.

"You're home already."

Nitin grunted something implying that he was watching the game and did not want to be bothered.

Manisha went to the kitchen and open the refrigerator to get a drink. She glanced over at the ample choices of beverages neatly stacked in there. A naughty smile came over her pretty face as she closed the door 

without taking any beverages out. She knew what beverage she would like to have at that time. She began stripping.

Manisha was 18 and half and owner of a killer body. Her flat and taut belly sloped beautifully into her hairless crouch. A little gash parted and accentuated her pussy lips. Her breasts were fully developed for her 

age and stood proudly on her chest.

She walked completely naked into the living room. Her firm and perfectly rounded bottom swayed seductively as she moved. Her long luscious legs was an open invitation of never ending party. Her boobs 

jiggled slightly announcing how firm and perky they were. Nitin gave her a glance but continued watching the game.

Manisha realized he was in one of those moods but she could care less. She knew exactly what she wanted and she would get it even it might take some persuasion. She could never get enough of the man juice 

she was seeking at that time. Sometimes she wondered if she was becoming an over sexed person.

Manisha sat between his legs and tried to kiss him.

"Not now, I am watching the game." Nitin protested.

Manisha was not be denied. She lowered her mouth on his tiny nipples and began to lick his aureoles. Just like her nipples, they became rigid in no time. She continued her journey south, inching towards her 

ultimate destination. She marveled at his solid abdomen muscles, it was not yet as prominent as a six pack, but she knew he was working on it.

Nitin was thoroughly enjoying what she was doing to him. He would often act as being nonchalant and that would make Manisha more aggressive. He was delighted as his plan was working again. He raised his 

bottom up for Manisha to take his short off.

"Wow!" She exclaimed, "Someone is happy to see me." She said admiring his fully erect cock, which stood at nine inches last time she measured. Manisha placed one of her hands under his balls and lightly 

squeezed them. She lowered her mouth at the base of his massive dick and ran her sleek slippery tongue across his crinkled sac. Then she began her upward journey along the shaft of his cock. Her tongue was 

leaving a wet track of saliva as she was nearing the top of his manhood. When she reached the bulbous head she was greeted with clear but sticky pre-cum juice already oozing out of his narrow slit. She took his 

cock head into her mouth savoring the taste of his pre-cum. She started bobbing her head up and down and swallowed the entire length of his massive hard on. His dick head hit the back of her throat and wanted 

to slither inside more, like a snake. She knew it would not go any further down and began her upward motion.

Nitin looked down at her naked body between his legs and marveled at what he saw. Her back tapered into her narrow waist and then flared up proportionately into her rounded bottom. She was rocking her ass 

sideways as she was bobbing her head up and down on his cock. He could easily reach over and poke his fingers into one of her holes but checked his temptation as he was still playing the role of a reluctant 

lover.

By then her pussy was dripping wet and she needed immediate attention there. She got up and looked straight into his eyes. He was very familiar with that look, it meant only one thing; fuck me. He lowered his 

eyes towards her groin. He always liked to look at her beautiful pussy. There was only one other pussy in the world that he liked more than this one.

Manisha's pussy lips were swollen heavy and her little hole was gushing fluids, glistening and sending an invitation that she was ready for penetration.

She positioned herself with her legs wide on each side of his waist and slowly lowered her body. His cock head touched her dripping entrance and she pushed forward. With a plopped sound his bulbous head 

entered into her tight hole. She wiggled and pushed and adjusted her tunnel to accommodate his huge cock inside her pussy. Soon she was able to take the entire length of his shaft inside her.

Nitin was still pretending he was watching the game, although he could not tell who was winning anymore. He knew it was obvious he could not be oblivious anymore now that her pussy had sucked his dick inside 

her completely. He thought enough of this silly pretension. He grabbed her bottom and pulled her towards him for better penetration. Finally, she thought, she had gotten his attention. They both were ready now for 

some serious fucking.

At that very moment the door bell rang. They wondered who that could be. The clock on the wall said it was four, too early for other members of the family to return from works.

"Perhaps some salesman or next door kids. They will go away." Manisha whispered.

But the door bell rang again along with pounding on the door.

Neither one of them wanted to disengage from each other.

"I've an idea." Nitin told her, "Hold on tight. We are taking a walk and will yell the guy away, whoever it may be."

She liked the idea very much. She grabbed his neck tightly like a little baby. Her large boobs was totally smashed on his hard chest. Any tighter, she thought, would leave imprint of her nipples on his chest. Nitin 

placed his hands on the down slope of her ass and grabbed and pulled her up tightly against his waist. She cooed with excitement as his cock went deeper inside her pussy further. She wrapped her legs tightly 

around him as he started walking towards the door.

She had been picked up and carried on before by guys but this was totally a new experience for her. She never moved like this with a cock planted deep inside her. She liked the way his dick expanded her 

pussy in every directions with his motion. She did not know then but this was the beginning of a series of new experiences for them.

By the time they reached the door, the banging began again.

"Who ever it is, please leave." They shouted in unison without any prior planning.

"It is dad, open the door you two."

Their father returned home early. Manisha and Nitin looked at each other and a smile came over their faces. They opened the door.

"You two never quit, huh!" Their dad Sagar walked in and commented looking at his twin kids who were joined together. He slapped lightly at his son's ass and kissed his daughter passionately as his other hand 

began exploring her ass. He inserted one of his fingers into Manisha's anus. Manisha cringed with pain.

"That hurts, Dad. "

"Sorry honey. You look so sexy handing out from your brother's cock."

"Why don't you get some oil or lotion and fuck my ass." She suggested.

"Don't move, I'll be right back." Sagar did not need anymore coaxing.

He came back with a bottle of cooking oil from kitchen. He was already naked. His massive cock , which was same size as his son's, was proudly glistening with the oil that he had just rubbed on it. He knelt in 

front of his daughter's ass as she was struggling on not to slide down her brother's dick. Sagar spread her ass cheeks apart and exposed her tiny brownish and crinkled rose bud. He lowered his mouth and 

began to lick Manisha's ass hole. Manisha moaned with pleasure. Her dad now began to oil her anus with his fingers. He inserted one finger and rotated inside her tight tunnel. Then he inserted two fingers and 

began to finger fuck her anus. His action slowly loosened up her tight anal muscles. She was ready for double penetration, he thought.

Sagar placed his cock head at Manisha's ass hole and pushed it slowly. His dick head parted her ass as it very slowly entered his daughter from behind.

Manisha had been fucked by her dad and brother at the same time before but never like this standing by the door. She felt like a sandwich meat between them, but she was not complaining. She did not have to 

fight any longer about sliding down Nitin's pole. Her body became steady as two huge cocks penetrated her from both ends. She relaxed and began to enjoy 18 inches of hard meat inside her body. She was 

able to rock her body back and forth. Her whole body stiffened as she wrapped her legs tighter around her brother's waist. She turned her head around seeking her father's mouth. Sagar lowered her face and 

began to kiss her mouth deeply as she exploded into her first orgasm.

"Are you all right honey?" Sagar asked with all his 9 inches meat firmly inside her ass.

"Fine daddy. Just keep fucking me and make me cum again." She cooed.

"How are you doing Nitin?"

Nitin just raised his hand and high fived his dad.

All three of them began to enjoy the new fucking position they had just discovered. But right at that moment the door bell ranged again.

"It's like Central Station today." Nitin grunted, showing his displeasure.

"Who is it?" His dad shouted out.

"It's me honey, open the door." It was his wife Vidya, who, it appeared also returning home early.

All three looked at each other and smiled. Sagar was near the door and he was able to extend his hand without disengaging from Manisha's ass. He opened the door and let his wife in.

"It's not fair! You guys started the weekend without me, already?"

She hugged all her family members, who were attached to each other. .

"Join us quickly honey." Her husband suggested.

Vidya quickly went to her bedroom all the while taking her cloths off. By the time she reached her bedroom she was fully naked. She opened her bedside drawer and picked out a huge black strap-on.

Vidya was 38 years old and still very attractive woman. She had to be as she was competing against her own daughter, half of her age. She was almost a carbon copy her daughter with about 20 pound or so 

heavier. Her breasts were large with no sign of sagging. Both her kids and husband loved to play with her boobs all the time. Her stomach was flat and masculine, clear sign of the time she had been spending in 

the gym. Her navel was deep and never failed to attract looks from opposite sex. She would like to take few pounds off her rounded ass and thighs if she could, although her husband and specially her son 

thought she was perfect the way she was. Most beautiful part of her body was no doubt her pussy. She kept her pussy cleanly shaven and bald. Large prominent lips outlined her womanhood. A larger than usual 

clit was the center of attraction.

"Mom, I wished I had a pussy like yours." Manisha often commented while licking her pussy.

As Vidya started to fasten the strap-on to her waist, she began to reminisce how they had come to where they were now.

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It started about six months ago. They were invited to a swinging party. But Vidya and Sagar did not find the gathering very attractive. Most of the participants were either overweight or too old for their taste. But 


since that party they wanted to be a swinging couple themselves. They began to explore the Internet but could not find any couple to their liking.

However, their wish materialized in a way they never thought would be possible.

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It was one afternoon few days before their twin kids' 18th birthday. Manisha and Nitin were playing at the pool like always. Later Vidya and Sagar joined them. Manisha was wearing a tiny bathing suit and so was 

Vidya. Both of their suits were very revealing, leaving very little to any imaginations. There was definitely a sexual charge vibrating around the pool.

"You could not take your eyes off Manisha at the pool today." Vidya commented when they were alone in their bedroom later that night.

"She is all grown up, isn't she?"

"She is your daughter for crying out loud."

"She reminds me of you so much when you were her age."

"Are you saying I'm old now."

"You're more beautiful then ever. I'm the luckiest person to have you as my wife."

By saying that he lowered his face onto her pussy and began to eat her. He was so familiar with his wife's intimate body part that every curves and folds were known to him like back of his palm. Even though, 

every time he lowered his face onto this morsel he could not get enough. He took her large clit into his mouth and began to suck her sensitive button. Vidya began to moan and writhe with pleasure.

"Did you see what Nitin was doing honey?" He lifted his face to ask, "He could not take his eyes off you in the pool. He was drooling for you. Did you notice the hard-on on that kid. I bet he is hung like his dad."

"I did not see any such thing." Vidya lied, even though she noticed and wondered about it.

Sagar got up and lowered himself over his wife and slowly eased his cock into his wife's waiting pussy.

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Sagar asked, after he was fully implanted into his wife.

"I've no idea what you're thinking." She tried to dodge his question.

"Come on, honey. I saw the way you're looking at Nitin." He slowly began pumping his wife's pussy.

"I may have looked at him and admired how he has grown up. So what?" She replied with a question while wrapping her legs over his back.

"Do you want to fuck Nitin?" He whispered very slowly into her ears.

That question triggered something deep within her. Whole afternoon she wondered about the same question over and over again while she was looking at her almost naked son in the pool. She felt an itch in her 

pussy every time she stole glance at Nitin's crotch. Good thing she was in the pool, she thought, otherwise her wetness would had been definitely visible.

She was not at all unhappy with her sex life with Sagar. He was still a very good and caring lover. It was actually his idea to expand and explore more about sex. They were still looking for the right person or 

couples to share their sex lives. But until today she never thought of her son this way.

Instead of answering her husband verbally, she began fucking him furiously. She pushed her groin up and down faster. She flexed her pussy muscle tighter around his cock and began to milk him.

They both exploded into simultaneous orgasms.

"Honey, forget about finding swinging couples, let's fuck the kids." He told her after withdrawing from her and bringing his cum drenched cock to her face.

"You are kidding, right?" She asked as she engulfed his cock and began to taste the cocktail of their love juices..

"Not at all. Think about it. It will be the safest thing to do. We can teach the kids a thing or two and don't have to worry about secrecy or disease."

"What about the kids? Suppose they do not share your enthusiasm." She questioned taking her mouth of his cock for a moment.

"Are you kidding? Did you see the way Nitin was looking at you? If he could he would have fucked you right in the pool."

Her husband was making it sound like it was a foregone conclusion and she was beginning to believe him. She was getting excited at the thought fucking her son and she felt the familiar itch inside her dripping 

pussy again.

"What about Manisha?"

"I don't know if you noticed," Sagar informed his wife with a broad grin, "Manisha rubbed her ass on my dick few times in the pool today. I know the kids will be willing participants."

Sagar was very happy as he was easily able to persuade his wife.

Sagar and Vidya took their kids to dinner to celebrate their 18th birthday with plan to seduce them after dinner. They did not have to try very hard.

Vidya found out that her husband was very right, the kids were more than willing and became active participants instantly. She learnt that Nitin had been fantasizing about fucking her for a long time, which she found 

to be most flattering and Manisha wanted to fuck both her dad and brother. But what she found to be most exciting was Manisha also wanted to fuck her for a long time. So, the first extra-marital cock that Vidya got 

fucked by since her marriage to Sagar 20 years ago, and first time in her life she ever tasted a pussy, both belonged to her own flesh and blood, her twin kids.

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Over last six months their relationship had evolved. They became more creative, active and satisfied lovers. The kids were simply non-stop fucking machines. Their parents were also rejuvenated by the affair and 


had been trying hard to keep up. Within the group slight preferences developed. It was apparent that Vidya loved to fuck her son Nitin more than her husband and Sagar loved to fuck her daughter more than his 

wife. It was their preferences and they knew there was no jealousy involved. However, mother and daughter had developed a very special relationship within the group also. They were both crazy about eating 

each other pussies, specially their cum filled holes. They loved to lick all the cums that Sagar or Nitin had deposited inside their recently fucked pussies.

After securely fastening her strap-on over her pussy Vidya joined her family. Nitin blew a wolf whistle looking at his naked mother sporting a large rubber dick.

"Here comes the lady with the monster cock." Manisha cheerfully commented.

Vidya picked up the oil bottle and poured a generous amount onto her fake dick. It started glistening immediately. She went around and placed herself in front of Nitin's behind. She spread his compact and tight 

ass cheek and pour oil into his tiny hole. She stick her tongue deep inside her son's rectum and spread oil all around his tight ass muscles.

"Oh, mom, it feels so good." Nitin cooed in approval.

Wait honey, it would get better, she thought.

She stood up and placed her rubber cock at her son's anus. She took Manisha's legs that was around Nitin and wrapped around her. She pushed. Her rubber dick head parted Nitin's ass hole and slowly went into 

his slippery tunnel. It burnt his anus as the rubber dick made its progress. However, He felt very comfortable when his mother's big breasts smashed into his back. Vidya extended her arms and grabbed her 

husband's behind. She began to fuck her son's ass.

Sagar and Vidya had their kids uniquely sandwiched between them in this special position. While Sagar was fucking his daughter's ass with his cock at one end, his wife was fucking her son's ass with her fake 

cock from the other end and in between them Nitin had his cock buried all the way into his sister's pussy.

"Mom, I am cumming." Nitin cried out. He had been fucking his sister for over 20 minutes now, he could not hold any longer..

"Okay baby, let mummy help...." Vidya started pumping his ass fast and furiously.

Nitin began to shake and his body tighten as he shot his thick syrupy cums deep inside his sister's pussy.

Next it was his dad's turn.

"Don't pull out now son, I'm almost there." He let his son know.

Nitin kept his cock inside Manisha's cum filled pussy as his father with his patented grunt unloaded his seeds deep into Manisha's ass. As he pulled out from her ass, he noticed his cum began to ooze out of the 

big gapping hole that his cock created into her ass. But like a spring contraption her tight ass muscles closed the gape immediately.

After getting fucked up in the air in both holes her father and brother finally put her down on the floor. Manisha was overwhelmed by this experience but there was more to come. White streak of cuns were dripping 

from both of her holes. One look at her daughter's dripping holes, Vidya instantly knew what she was going to do next. She loved the taste of the cocktail of a man and woman's love juice. She withdrew her fake 

dick from Nitin's ass and positioned herself between Manisha's legs.

"Let's get a drink." Sagar told Nitin and they headed for kitchen. They decided to leave the girls alone, while they recharged their batteries.

Manisha knew exactly what her mother wanted. She laid herself down on the carpet and spread her legs wider for her. Vidya spread her daughter's labia and began lapping up fluid that was oozing out of Manisha's 

recently fucked holes. She ran her tongue up and down the length from her ass hole to her clit. Manisha's clit was much smaller than her own but it was as sensitive as hers if not more. Manisha moaned out loudly 

as Vidya took her tiny button and began to suck on it.

"Oh, mom! You are soooo good.....I,m going to..cum. I'm cummmming..... "

Vidya's efforts rewarded her with another avalanche of her daughter's cum all over her face. She lapped up her delicious juice as much possible. She thought her little girl's pussy was like a leaky faucet, a faucet 

with non-stop flow of love nectar. Vidya moved up and kissed Manisha in her mouth. Manisha began to lick her own love juice from her mothers face. Then she shoved her tongue deep inside her mother's mouth. 

Their tongues began dancing in their warm mouths. Their breasts smashed against each others and their hardened nipples were poking at their sexy flesh.

Manisha felt her mother's fake rubber cock was touching her flesh around her pussy area. She got an idea.

"Mom, put that thing inside my pussy and fuck me again." She whispered.

Kathy grabbed her cock and placed it at Manisha's slippery slit and pushed. Her slippery rubber cock easily slid down her daughters very slippery and very receptive tunnel.

Manisha moved her head between Vidya's boobs and started sucking her nipples.

"Oh, baby! It's feel sooooo good." Vidya groaned as she kept moving her fake cock in and out of Manisha's pussy.

"Mom, if you fuck me like this I may never need another cock." Manisha cooed into her mother's ears.

"Speak for yourself, honey. Right about now I could use a hard dick in my pussy."

They both laughed.

In the kitchen Nitin bent over to get drinks out from the refrigerator. His ass cheeks split open slightly. Sagar looked at his son's still glistening ass hole. It looked little reddish and puffy from all the pounding it took 

from his mother's rubber dick. Sagar always loved to fuck his wife and daughter's asses as much as their pussies, but never thought about fucking his son's ass until that moment.

However, ringing of phone interrupted his thought. He went to answer the call and Nitin returned to join the ladies. And his cock immediately sprung to life when he saw his mother was fucking his sister.

To Nitin his mom was the most beautiful and sexy woman in the world. He loved to fuck his sister also, but if he was given a choice to pick only one woman in the world, no doubt in his mind it would be his mother. 

He had been masturbating thinking about her as long as he could remember. So, when on his 18th birthday, his parents approached them, it was a dream come true for him. Manisha was just an added bonus to 

him. He could not get enough of his mother's pussy. He often fell sleep with his cock still inside her pussy.

"Come on baby, mom needs you." Vidya invited her son.

Nitin came behind his mother's tail. One of the straps of her strap-on was buried into her ass crack hiding her pussy and anus. Nitin pushed it aside and exposed her hidden treasures. Her pussy lips were swollen 

and dripping wet. Nitin lowered his face and stick his tongue into Vidya's hole. Vidya's whole body shuddered at the touch of her son's tongue into her pussy.

Nitin always felt awed every time he looked at his mother's pussy. He and his sister were born through this hole over 18 years ago few minutes of each other. Yet, after all these years he got the green light to get 

in this pussy again and he had been thanking his lucky star ever since.

Nitin ran his tongue the entire length of her cunt. His nose kept hitting her ass hole every time he finished his tongue swipe. So he decided to give equal time to both of her holes. He buried his tongue into her 

anus. He ran his slippery tongue in circle around her tiny hole.

"Fuck me baby, fuck me now." Vidya urged her son.

Nitin placed himself between his sister and mother's legs and he pushed his cock into her pussy from behind. Vidya cried out loudly as Nitin's rod filled her pussy up completely. Three of them found a rhythm of 

fucking as they piled on each other on the floor.

Sagar slowly put down the phone. It was one of his friends, who invited them to a party. Sagar politely declined on the ground of spending quality time with the family. Thinking of his family he came back to the 

living room to rejoin them.

"Daddy, come join us." His daughter yelled when she saw him.

He came over to the group. He placed his semi-hard cock between his wife and daughter. Manisha immediately began to suck his balls, while his wife took his cock in her mouth. In no time he was rock hard 

again.

Vidya put two of her fingers inside Manisha's mouth. Manisha began to suck them. Momentarily she withdrew her fingers soaked with Manisha's saliva. She located her husband's anus and pushed her fingers into 

his tight hole. Sagar groaned out loudly. He wiggled his groan to give her better access to his ass. Soon she was finger fucking his ass.

"Hon, I've been thinking." Sagar whispered into his wife's ears, "I want to fuck Nitin's ass."

"Go for it." His wife enthusiastically endorsed his idea.

Sagar came around behind Nitin. He lowered his face and began to lick his son's anus. A strange feeling swap through Nitin's body. His dad never done this to him before. He groaned out loudly and kept on 

fucking Vidya's pussy with renewed vigor.

Sagar was beyond excited at the prospect of fucking his son's ass. His ass hole was already soft and lubricated. He placed his cock head at Nitin's tiny backdoor and pushed. Very slowly his cock began to 

disappear inside Nitin. He never felt anything so tight as Nitin's rectum muscles gripped around his shaft tightly. Nitin had been fucked by bigger dick before. His mother's rubber cock was definitely bigger than his 

dad's cock at least by an inch. There was however, no comparison, he thought. The feeling of a live cock, the warmth and vibration of this intruder inside his asshole was indescribable.

When Sagar was fully inserted his cock into Nitin's anus he leaned forward. Nitin turned his head and the two men kissed on their mouth deeply like lovers for the first time ever. Kathy also turned around and was 

happy to see this new development. They had come a full circle she thought as she joined in kissing her son and husband.

"Mom. I am going to cum....please kiss me." Manisha begged for more attention from her mother.

"Me too baby....." She said lowering her face towards her daughter and put more pressure on her rubber cock to fuck Manisha..

"I am going to cum mom......" Her son yelled out as he increased the speed of fucking her pussy.

Sagar was really fucking his son's ass harder. His cock was sliding in and out of Nitin's ass effortlessly.

"I am about to cum....." He grunted.

They had been fucking each other for over six months now but this never happened before. Like a switch was turned on some where, the whole family exploded into orgasms in unison. Their bodies began to 

secrete their love juices into each other at the same time. They moaned, they grunted and they screamed. Cries of their primal satisfaction filled up the room.

"Oh, mommy...."

"Ohhhhh baby...."

"Oh, honey....."

"Oh, mom...."

Fully exhausted and satisfied, they slumped on top of each other. Their sweaty bodies remained tangled , supple and silky fleshes with hard and toned muscles. They felt their loves and affections for each other 

had crossed a threshold, beyond their imaginations. They had created a heaven on earth for themselves.

At least for that moment they had achieved 'Sexual Nirvana'.

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Kamini: A Sinful Desire

 Ch. 01

(This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.)

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It was a quite afternoon when Siddharth (Sidd) heard his parents fight again. He quickly rushed to their door followed by his younger brother. It was a real enrage. He had never seen them fight this way. Anil, his father, was the richest and the busiest surgeon of the city. But too much of a busy schedule brings chaos in family life. That's what had exactly happened between Jaya, his mom and Anil. Jaya was so much fed up of the loneliness in her life that she had finally decided to leave him.

Sidd, as everyone used to call him, then was only 14 and he had a 9 year old kid brother. They both watched their parent's fight which was going no where. Eventually Jaya packed her bags and started to leave. She tried to take her kids along with her but her husband was reluctant to send one of them with her. Finally she let Sidd stay behind with his father only for two reasons. One was that he was big enough to take care of himself and the other was that his exams were nearing and she didn't want to ruin his studies with their fight. Well things between them became bad to worst after that and eventually they got divorced.

After 5 years of this incident when Sidd turned 19 years old his Dad remarried. Anil was a 40 year old fellow and Sidd had never imagined he would marry again. Well even Anil had never imagined that he would ever remarry until he met Kamini.

Kamini was Anil's new secretary. She was 29 when she divorced her first husband. Their relationship lasted only for 6 months. After their divorce she had been like that for three years until she started working for Anil and fell in love with him or rather say with his money.

Kamini who was 32 was a living sex bomb. She was so voluptuous that even gods would leave their seat and come down to screw her. And Sidd was old enough to understand this. Well although he had accepted her as his Dad's wife but he could never accept her to be his mother. What disturbed him the most was that the woman of his fantasies was going to become his new mom. She was so luscious that he found it hard to call her mom. This sexy lady had even corrupted the mind of young Sidd. Night and Day he only dreamt about screwing her. And if ever she caressed him or hugged him at any occasion or may be party the whole night he couldn't stop jerking. Even her touch would turn him on.

Sidd's infatuation towards Kamini was beyond imagination. He couldn't stop imagining about her huge round tits and tight bubble ass. One horny night he was lying on his bed thrashing his dick hard between his two pillows. He shagged hard fantasizing about her for almost 10 minutes until he sprayed his cum between those two pillows. After he was done and dirty, he went to bathroom to clean up.

The bathroom was adjacent to his parent's room. So after he came out and was walking past their room, he heard nasty moans coming from inside the room. 'WOW! They are having sex.' He thought to himself and hoping that he would get a chance to see his sexy new mother naked, he slowly turned the knob to open the door. Fortunately the door was open. He peeped inside and found that the room was dimly lit but he could easily figure them out.

He saw his father and Kamini in missionary position. She was lying on her back with legs drawn straight up at the sky resting them over his shoulders. While Anil was on top of her, his legs moved up between her legs making his groins slam hard against her crack as he thumped his dick violently into her mesmerized cunt. Both were moaning at the pitch of their voices. Sidd could clearly see his father's cock splash in and out of her soaked up cunt. He kissed her while he squeezed her tits with his hands.

As Anil's thumping grew heavier so did her moaning. Kamini was already convulsing and her whole body shuddered under him. She clung on to him as tightly as she could while her husband was pumping her like a maniac grunting and puffing after each stroke. Her face was completely flushed with LUST. It was not long when Sidd saw his father slam his dick deeper into her until he emptied everything he had into her. When he saw his father collapse over her huge breasts he thought it was over and started to leave. Kamini gasping for breathe turned her face at the door when her eyes accidently caught her step son leaving. It was a Shock to find that her step son had seen them fuck.

For the next several nights Sidd peeped in to their room and watched them fuck and Kamini although saw him every time she never complained. In fact she loved to have a voyeur around while she was fucked by her husband. Anil on the other hand was feeling lucky to be fucking the hottest woman around the block. He slammed her pussy every night as if he was getting all he had paid for.

Almost for two weeks this went on. And one night when Anil collapsed over her after a wonderful fuck he kissed her soft lips and whispered into her ears, "Honey I have to leave on an educational tour for few weeks around the world."

"Do you really have to go?" Kamini asked.

"Ya baby! The tour is organized by doctors association so it's really important." He clarified

"Can I come along?" she asked.

"No darling! It's an educational tour. The tour is only for doctors and anyways you will get bored." he explained.

"But honey you know I cant spend a single night without you, how am I going to spend so many lonely nights without you." She complained.

"Its only a matter of time honey. And anyways you wont feel completely bored with my son around. he can be a nice charmer at times." He said.

'What is he saying? Does he want me to fuck his son when he is not around?' she thought to herself. It was a nastiest thought her mind could churn out. But then her mind lingered around on only one single aspect, which was sex, sex and SEX. It was three years of long wait after which Kamini was enjoying steamy sex with her new husband. It was her still unquenched thirst for sex that made her think in such a nasty way.

"When is it that you are leaving?" she asked.

"Its day-after-tomorrow" He told her.

The day came when Anil left on his tour leaving his young sexy wife burning with desire. After Anil left Kamini made it sure that she doesn't send any wrong signals to her step son especially when she was feeling constantly horny.

One day Sidd was sitting at the dinning table reading comic script from the newspaper. His chair was facing towards his parent's room, the door of which was slightly open. From where he was sitting, through the gaps of the open door, he caught the sight of his new mom who was undressing. That was something he couldn't have missed to watch. Quickly Without making any noise he rushed up to her door. Kamini was standing before the mirror with her side facing him so he was sure that she couldn't possibly see him.

By the time he reached the door She had stripped her gown and was slowly undoing her petticoat. After untying it she swayed her ass in order to slip her petticoat down to the floor. Speechless he rolled his eyes up to see her panty. Her frilled white panty was eaten up between her two ass cheeks which exposed the two buns clearly. They were firm, squeezable and perfectly round. She then began to undo her blouse. After she plucked open the last button of her blouse she stripped it out of her body and threw it over the bed. Finally she folded her hands back to undo her bra. Thrilled Sidd felt the blood rush into the veins of my rising manhood as he watched the most luscious woman getting naked before me. He began to rub his meat from over his shorts as he watched her get naked before his eyes. Kamini eventually undid her bra and Sidd almost exploded in his pants when he saw the size of her tits. Each was size of a melon. When she flung her bra her melon sized tits bounced and swayed like water balloons.

She had a body to die for; slim and curvaceous. And as she walked to the bathroom her massive milkers swayed to and fro like a pendulum in a clock. Sidd grew hornier every minute as he saw those big jugs sway. He felt like barging into the room, getting hold of them and squeezing them as hard as he could. But he controlled his massive urge and continued his voyeurism. He watched her wrap a towel around her body tucking it firmly at her cleavage. Without lifting her towel up she inserted her hands underneath it and with one stroke she pulled her panty down to the floor. Then stepping out of them she gradually made her way to her bathroom.

Sidd watched her enter her bathroom and close the door behind her. When he heard the shower he slowly and cautiously entered the room. Picking up her dirty panty which was lying on the floor he quickly rushed to his room. This was by far his courageous fleet. Excited he jumped onto his bed and lying over the bed he began to sniff her panty's wet crotch. The smell intoxicated his mind and he pushed his shorts down to his knees and began to stroke his cock. The more he inhaled her fresh odor from her panty the more intensely he stroked himself towards his orgasm. Eventually he blew off his load and it was the most passionate moment of his life. He had never had such an intense orgasm before.

Still a bit gasping he was still in his dream world when suddenly the two angry words struck his eardrums. "Having fun?"

He looked up, for a second his vision was blurred up but no sooner it cleared out he saw his step mother standing before him staring at him angrily. Her voice shook Sidd's mind back to reality. It took him a few moments to realize that he was caught red-handed.

"Mom! I...I...I'm sorry," Sidd stammered. Kamini didn't say a word after that and she snatched her panty from his hands and left the room. Sidd realized he was in deep shit. He took few moments to restore himself. When he was ready he made his way straight to her room to apologize.

The door of her room was partially open. He pushed the door and peeped in. "Mom!" he said in a smashed up tone. "I am here" she said. Sidd looked in the direction of the voice and felt his throat dry up instantly. He saw her sitting over the bed leaning back on her hands. She was wearing his dad's white Shirt with none of the buttons hooked and underneath he could see her wearing black bra and matching black panties.

Sidd found her so tempting that for one instance he thought of lurching ahead forcing her into sex but he controlled his urge. He tried to look at the floor to avoid any misconceptions but her huge jugs that were spilling out of her bra had gained his attention and that made him frequently look up at them.

"You like them don't you?" she commented.

"Huh?" Sidd replied in a perplexed tone.

She brought her both hand up at her tits and gently playing with them she asked him seductively, "Don't you find them intimidating."

"And I know you want to feel them." she whispered at him. Sidd gulped as he felt his throat go dry once again. He kept looking at her tits hoping that she might let him touch them. "You may be hoping that I might let you squeeze them but darling I am really sorry to say that you can't. b'cuz your dad owns them."

Leaning forward she made her jugs hang down to the floor. Her massive cleavage filled Sidd's eyes with lust. He kept drooling at them with burning desire to see more when suddenly she sat straight and covered them up with her shirt.

"So you see....you can't get your hands on them. Cause you don't own them, you don't own this house, you don't own me." Saying such ruthless words she stood up to leave. Sidd was completely baffled with her filthy behavior. For a moment he thought today was his lucky day and now he felt really absurd and most of all rejected. He wanted to show her he was the man but there was no way he could do that. His cock was hard and aching. He wanted this hot session to continue some how so when she walked by him he said, "OK! I will do anything just to feel them with my hands." Kamini quickly turned around when she heard that. "Oh really!" she said "anything huh!"

"Yeah, any filthy thing in the whole damn world" he added.

"Ok!" she pondered for a moment and then said, "Alright then go to the stores and bring me a packet of Pads."

"Huh?" Sidd looked at her with a shock.

"Don't you know pads? Sanitary napkins, now do you get it?" She hinted.

"Yeah! Yeah! Pads I got that!" Sidd babbled. Now that was a real odd job. A guy buying sanitary napkin was the grossest thing to do.

"Well you have to do what you have to do" Kamini mumbled with a giggle in the end.

"Ok I will do it but after that you will let me hold them, right?"

"Let's see about that later, just go." She said pushing him to go for it.

Sidd didn't wait a second he ran out grabbed his wallet and rushed out of the home to the stores. He was back in five minutes. When he returned he was gasping as he held out the packet of sanitary napkins before her.

"Amazing what a guy can do for a girl!" she exclaimed with unbelieving eyes.

"Now come here and sit down." She ordered him. Sidd walked towards the bed and stood right next to it. He was still gasping a bit and very much nervous. Kamini pushed him, making him sit over the edge of her bed. Then standing before him between his parted legs, she slowly unbuttoned her shirt and stripped it off. Then she undid her bra. Pulling it out of her body she threw it at him. Unbelievable but true her two gigantic orbs were hanging naked before him. Sidd couldn't believe his eyes as he looked at her with his eyes plugged out.

"Now I want you to suck them one after another." she said caressing his curly hairs. Sidd straighten up to reach his mouth to her dark brown nipples. He took one of her nipples between his lips and gently nibbled it before he suckled. Kamini moaned softly when she felt his wet tongue flick at her roused nipple. She was already so wet that she could feel her juices dribbled down onto her panties.

"Ohhh! Suck them, its feels so goood" she moaned deeply.

Sidd was really turning her light bulbs on. He kept sucking her tit until she asked him to go for the next one. When he shifted onto the next one he grabbed the previous one and squeezed it so hard that she nearly screamed to death.

Sidd gradually moved down. Kissing her brown skin under her breast he gradually made his way down to her naval. Her tummy was board flat and her naval deep and dark. He licked her naval as deep as his tongue could go and filled it up with his saliva. Pulling it out he probed his tongue in circles and licking all the up he once again began to suckle her tits.

Kamini was growing weak at her knees and when she realized that she has to stop now she felt his fingers hold on to the sides of her panties and she felt them gently pull her panties down.

'Oh god! What am I doing? I am cheating on my husband. This is not good.' she thought to herself. She looked down and saw Sidd staring at her wet dribbling hairy muff as it slowly revealed before him. 'This is not good, he is going too far, I cannot let him touch my pussy. 'She thought. Although one side of her mind screamed these words at her in vainly manner but her other side of her mind demanded to carry on the libido.

Before they began she had made a promise to herself that she will only let him touch her tits, play with them and at the most suck them and strictly no pussy business. She had done this before many a times and she loved seducing men like that. Letting her boyfriends play with her bulky assets was her pass-time during her college days. Her stepson was no different and she never felt guilty about her actions. She only wanted to teach him a lesson after she had caught him sneaking in to their room and watching her and Anil fuck. She made him do nasty things and never thought Sidd would accept the challenges so willingly. And once he did she wanted to see how far the boy can go and now it was she who was muddled up.

Sidd had breached her forbidden zone. Except for her two husbands, Kamini had never allowed any of her boyfriends even see or touch her pussy and that was something Sidd was on to.

Only to stop him Kamini who was already feeling weak at her knees dropped her ass down desperately to sit besides him. She caressed his cheek and looked into his eyes. She whispered almost begging, "Ohh sidd! It's wrong! We have to stop now..."

"Yeah Mom, I will but please let me see it up close.... Just once....." Sidd whispered back. Kamini wasn't thinking anymore. With her husband not around for almost a week her sexual drive was on the brim of explosion. She was tremendously aroused and even though her mind revolted to carry out the insane she shifted backwards to the centre of the bed. Sidd followed her on his knees and when his eyes caught the sight of her panties that were still hung to her knees, he took hold of them and pulled them out of her legs in one sweep. His desperate move at her panties made her somewhat speculative. She held her legs close together not willing to split them apart before him. But still Sidd could see her rosy lips and the slit in between. His hands eagerly took hold of her knees and gently pulled them apart. He moved in and brought his face so close to her swollen twat that he could smell her scent of ecstasy.

Kamini lying over her back began to think, 'Oh! I can't do this. I can't cheat on my husband.' With that thought she spoke up softly, "Ohhh! Sidd, now you have seen it .... Please.... we have to stop..." But there was no answer. Kamini looked down. Between her legs she found him staring at her sodden cunt. The sight of her sex had made his jaw almost hit the floor. He was completely speechless. He had never seen a real pussy before. Sidd was so much fascinated by the way her flower was carved into her body that he felt like exploring it further.

"Sidd, you have to listen to me." Kamini murmured with her voice gradually fading as she grew hornier. "Mom, Please just few more minutes." Sidd whispered back at her.

She thought that she can let this go for few more minutes but Sidd kept her in such a delusion that when he finally made his move it came to her as a shock. He moved his hand in between her legs and with his fingers he gently massaged her red and fluffy outer lips. The touch of his fingers on her swollen cunt lips brought her sanity back. 'Oh god what is he doing! He is touching my pussy.' Her mind screamed at her and before she could think any further Sidd split her pussy lips open. She was so wet between her lips that her juices literally dribbled out as he split open her cunt lips. He saw her juices stream down to her crack and he quickly lapped them up. Going upwards he eventually slid his tongue into her gap and that made his somewhat reluctant step mother throw her head back as waves of excitement flooded through her body.

Sidd looked up at her face. He saw on her face a wry grin, a tremble of excitement. He quickly ran his hand over her breast, squeezing it gently. He felt her entire body quiver as he probed his warm wet tongue deeper into her.

Slowly and gently he later pulled his tongue out from her spasmodic gulf and moved up licking her pink wrinkled flesh. He could see her growing wetter by minute and then all of a sudden he found her rosy bud; her clit. It was swollen red and a size of a peanut. Kamini's fingers clutched on to her pillow tightly as she felt his moist tongue circle around her bud. And when he flicked his tongue at her swollen clit she couldn't stop but moan in ecstasy. "Ohhhhh Yeahhh! That feels so good.... Baby Please.... Keep doing it!" She begged, her desperate eyes looking at her stepson between her two shaky legs as he lapped her between her lips.

Sidd used his tongue to his own will and which ever way he licked her flesh it was giving her shudders. And before she could think about it she began to feel it; her first ever orgasm with her Sidd; her step son.

"Ohhh gawd! Please Make me cummmm..." She yelled and her body twisted with her fingers grasping his hairs at his head ferociously pulling him into her forcing his mouth bury in deeper. What can one say it was an inevitable scream of lust and passion that jaunted through her body and she almost passed out no sooner she was hit by a giant orgasmic wave. Her entire body arched like a bow and was frozen momentarily.

It was almost a minute after her muscles gradually relaxed and Sidd, with his head clasped between her hips, could finally breathe. What he later realized was that during her intense moment she had sprayed her fountain of love all over his face.

When he sat up Kamini saw his face dripping with her love juices. "Oh I am terribly sorry about that." She said hinting at his face. "Oh its ok I can take care of that." Sidd said wiping his face with his T-shirt. And as he lifted his T-shirt up, Kamini's eyes fell on the huge tent in his shorts that was result of his hard on. She wasn't sure what to do about it. If it was her husband's dick she would have made him stuck it way up into her fuck-hole, but this was not the case and she was worried that her step son would ask her a solution to his risen manhood.

He wasn't finished wiping his face yet and Kamini was still gasping with her mind pondering with these thoughts when they both heard her cell phone ring. Panting she reached for her cell phone and answered. "Hello! Ohhhh! hi Honey!" She said, "Yes I am fine."

"Why am I gasping? Ohh, actually I was exercising." She said looking at Sidd. Sidd kept making gestures asking her if it was his father. But she hushed him and continued talking on the phone.

"No I am alright. When are you coming dear?" she asked.

"Now!" she exclaimed, "You are outside the house, parking your car!" She quickly hung up and almost yelled at Sidd, "ohhh my god! It's your father. Sidd, you've got to get out of here—fast." Both of them jumped out of the bed and while kamini began putting on her clothes, Sidd hurried back to his room.

After dressing up she quickly went up to the door to receive her husband. Anil had just walked up at the door and he saw his hot wife at the door. Excited he grabbed her, hugged her and then he kissed her on her cheek. Kamini too responded him by kissing him back eagerly trying to be more illustrative about her love towards him.

Sidd came out of the room during that time and he greeted his Father with a simple, "hi dad!"

"Hello Son! How are you?" Anil inquired.

"I am good." Sidd answered his dad.

"I hope you didn't trouble you mother with any thing after I was gone?" He asked.

"NO I didn't" Sidd answered with a nervous grin. Kamini too grew a bit nervous and before Anil could ask any more questions she said, "Ohh come on honey, you must be feeling tired, let me make you some thing to eat." and saying so she made him walk straight to their bedroom not letting father and son go deep in any kind of conversation.

Sidd watched both vanish into their bedroom. He began to walk back to his room when he saw Kamini returning. She walked up near the door and picked her husband suitcase up. She looked at Sidd and walked close to him.

"It's our secret, right?" She asked looking at him with hopeful eyes. "Yeah! Don't worry, it's our secret." He said to her with an assuring smile.

She caressed him and then she vanished into the room.


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