Adultery UNFAITHFUL MOTHERS AND HOUSEWIVES --- stranger_women

[anirban080]

Fantastic ending !

[ddey333]

fer_prog

My Sleeping Wife


An incident happened the other night, quite by accident, that awakened something in me I didn't know I
had. Last Thursday night a friend of mine, Lalith, came over to talk, and watch the daynight cricket match in TV. He works at the same place I do, and since we had a three day week-end, we were in no hurry to end the night. After a long time I had time to watch my favourite sport and had time for it too . My wife, Saritha, had to work the next day, and since she was not a night person she went to bed about 10:30. She is also one of the soundest sleepers I know. I have actually shaken her pretty good trying to wake her up before, and still she would sleep.

After Saritha went to bed, Lalith and I sat up and watched an old porno flick of his that he had brought over, since Saritha wasn't into much of that scene. We usually take such chances when she is away to her parents home or temple. But this time we went ahead and decided to watch porno flick once the match got boring as India loose many wickets.

After the first couple of cum shots, Lalith exclaimed, "Man, it sure would be nice to have a real piece of ass! It's been much too long since I've had any!"

I was a little surprised at his comment. Lalith was not a bad looking guy, being almost six foot and weighing in at about 175lbs, I would have thought he would have had plenty of girl-friends.

"Don't you have any girl friend now, Lalith?" I asked.

"No, since Brinda broke it off with me two years ago, I've been pretty shy about asking anyone out," he replied.

We chatted a little more about Brinda, and how she had been running around on him while he was at work before finally dumping him. A few beers and a few cum shots later, Lalith got up to use the bathroom.

I sat there watching the movie for a while before realizing Lalith had been gone for an awful long time. I got up to go see if he was all right, and as I approached the bathroom door, I saw it was open. I walked on in and saw Lalith standing there looking through the doorway that adjoins our bedroom. He jumped when he saw me.

"Oh, man. I'm sorry," he stammered. "It's just that when I came in here, the door was open. When I was about to leave, I just saw her laying there like that!"

I stepped around Lalith and looked into the bedroom. Saritha was lying on her side facing away from us, with her legs kind of tucked under her slightly. She had gone to bed wearing a nightgown, but it had ridden up over her hips, showing her smooth, bare, pantiless ass. Her shoulders were turned slightly more our way allowing us to view the side of her nicely shaped breast and nipple through the semi-sheer nightgown.

She looked very sexy lying there in the reflected light from the bathroom, her lips slightly pouting and her long dark hair thrown across the pillow. It was almost like she was posing for a Malayalam porn movie poster. "God, she's beautiful," Lalith said breathlessly. "I'd give anything to have a woman like her, Sri."

At first, I was a little pissed off at Lalith. But at the same time, the thought of Lalith seeing my wife like that without her knowing it was turning me on.
"Sri, I'm sorry. I guess I better go on home," Lalith said, turning to go back out.
"No, wait a minute Lalith," I heard myself saying. "Come on in here a minute. Just walk real quietly, OK."
"Wha...., you *want* me to come in there?"

"I guess it wouldn't hurt anything for you to just look. But we can't wake her up, OK?"
I couldn't believe what I was saying. I was about to bring another man into my bedroom so that he could look at my almost naked wife. I wasn't quite sure just what I was going to do yet, or how far I would go.

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As we tiptoed into the bedroom, I motioned for Lalith to come on over to the side of the bed. He looked a little unsure of himself, his eyes darting from me to Saritha. But the closer he got, the longer his gaze locked on Saritha. She was lying on the side of the bed closest to us, and as we approached her both of her firm breasts came into full view. Her nipples could just be seen through the thin fabric of her gown, but her legs being bent prevented us from seeing her pussy. Her gown was just about the level of her belly-button though, and the smooth curve of her belly could be seen until it disappeared between her legs. I just stood there grinning from ear to ear, looking back and forth from Lalith to Saritha. He was just standing there, staring at her in utter amazement and disbelief.

"Oh, Sri. She's so sexy! I can't believe you're letting me see her like this!"

Carefully, I reached down and eased the strap of her gown off of her left shoulder, exposing more of her breast, and stopping just as the material reached her nipple.

"Want to see more?" I whispered.

"Y-Yeah!" he whispered back.

Ever so slowly, I eased the strap down further, but her nipple kept the fabric from going any further. Carefully, I slid my finger under the fabric, gently lifting it up and over her nipple. Lalith gasped quietly.

Now her left breast was fully exposed. Her smooth dark nipples were standing erect from the stimulation of the moving fabric. I then reached over and eased the right strap down over her shoulder, gently pulling the fabric over her right nipple exposing it. I left the straps on her arms for the moment, as I didn't want to risk waking her up. Lalith was still standing there, gawking at Saritha's firm body, touching the bulge in his pants occasionally while trying not to let me see. My own dick was about to burst the seams of my jeans too, not only because of seeing my wife, but of what I was doing.

"Well, what'ya think?" I whispered.

"Oh, god! I can't believe it! She's so gorgeous, I just wish.....," he replied, rubbing his cock
again before catching himself.

I thought for a moment, if she woke up......, but I was going to try it anyway. I motioned for Lalith to come closer, then pointed at her tits.

"Go ahead, touch 'em. But be real gentle. I don't want to take any chances."

Lalith's eyes were wide open as he eased closer, bending over slightly and reaching out to cup her breasts. His hand was shaking slightly, and he had his other hand between his legs as if to support himself, but it was obvious what he was doing. His hand kept edging closer, closer, until finally - his fingertips were touching the top of her left breast just below the aureole. Carefully, his thumb rested on the underside of her breast, before sliding slowly up towards the nipple. She didn't move. Just as his thumb reached her aureole, he brought his forefinger down to close around the nipple ever so gently.

I had known Saritha since before college, and we went steady together all during the college before getting married, and as far as I knew, not another man had ever seen this much of her, much less touched her before.

Lalith then started caressing her breasts, going from first one, then the other, very lightly. Saritha was still quite asleep, although it seemed that her breathing was slightly faster. Lalith began getting bolder, using slightly more pressure and gently squeezing each breast. He was now not trying to hide his own crotch rubbing, and it appeared that he was going to attempt to cum off in his pants. I was having too much fun to let this end right now, though, so I motioned him back as I eased the straps of her gown the rest of the way off of her arms. I pulled the gown down as far as it would go without pulling it down between her and the bed, leaving her entire top exposed down to about the bottom of her rib cage on the left side. Then I made my way down to her hips. I carefully moved the sheet away from the bottom of her ass, and untangled it from around her feet. This left all of her ass exposed, and part of her pussy.
Lalith couldn't see this yet from his vantage point. I heard him doing something behind me, so I turned and saw him pulling his jeans down to just below his balls so that he could jack off. I turned back around, and slowly straightened Saritha's left leg. This exposed her upper pubic hair almost down to the slit of her pussy, and when Lalith saw me doing this, he leaned over beside me to get a good look while slowly jacking off. Gently, I pulled her left leg closer to me easing her over to fully lie on her back, exposing her entire front.

"Ohhhh my god," Lalith breathed as he began to jack himself faster.

"Don't get too far ahead of yourself, now," I cautioned him. "You want to touch her pussy before you cum, don't you?"

He stopped jacking off and looked at me like a child in front of icecream shop.

Ohhh, yeah! he whispered. You're gonna let me...ohhh, yeah!"

He replaced his right hand with his left on his cock, but still not jacking off. Then he reached out with the same hand he had been rubbing his dick with, and slowly reached out to touch the top of her pubic mound. He gently started rubbing his fingers through her dark brown pubic hair, not quite going as far as her slit yet. Saritha was still fast asleep, but her breathing became more rapid as he stroked her. Then he ran his first two fingers down the outside of her pussy lips and back up before running his middle finger down the outside of her slit. As he brought his finger back up, it opened her pussy lips slightly, and the sweet odor of her pussy began to fill the air.
"Ohhhhhh, godddd!!!" Lalith sighed while pulling his finger back up slightly inside her slit.

Just as he reached her clit, she jumped a little then let out a slight, almost inaudible moan. Lalith quickly pulled his hand back.

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I saw that Saritha was still sound asleep, but I wasn't sure if this type of activity would wake her up or not. He looked at me and I nodded for him to proceed. He then took his left hand and rubbed it up and down on his dick, getting his precum all over his fingers. Then taking that same hand, started rubbing her entire pussy, occasionally opening her lips slightly with his middle finger. Saritha's hips occasionally began to move back and forth slightly, and a moan would quietly coo out of her every now and then. Lalith had begun to jack off again, and just then an idea hit me. Carefully I pulled Saritha's left leg over until it hung off of the bed. Her pussy was now just inches from the edge, although not quite close enough for Lalith to fuck her. His dick wasn't that long and anyway, I wasn't sure if fucking her would wake her up. Besides, I wasn't sure I wanted her fucked yet since this was so new to me.

"Lalith, come on down here," I motioned to him. "You can rub her pussy from between her legs, and jack off at the same time. But don't fuck her, you hear?"

Lalith nodded and quickly moved between her legs. He began rubbing her pussy with his left hand, and jacking himself off with his right. His dick was about level with her pussy, and about six inches away as he pumped his cock back and forth. He was now using his thumb to rub her slit, so that he could get his dick even closer, until finally, his dick was less than an inch away from her slit.

Saritha's hips were still bucking slightly, and on one downward tilt, Lalith's cock came in contact with her slit, running up its length. This set Lalith off, and he began cumming all over her pussy and in-between her legs. With each spurt he grunted, and occasionally, he would "accidentally" rub his cockhead into the top portion of her slit. It must have been a while since he had cum, for his jism was all over her pussy lips, hair, and in her slit. As he finished, he milked the very last drop out, letting it drop into her partially open cunt hole. It seemed to disappear, as it ran down into her cunt.

Looking up at me, he whispered,"Ohhh, man! I can't begin to tell you how much I appreciate what you've done!"

I smiled at him, motioning him to back up now that he was through. Now it was my turn. I stepped be- tween her legs, pulling my pants down, and began stroking my dick.

"Lalith, go over by the door for a moment. I'm going to try and ease her down closer to the edge of the bed so I can fuck her," I whispered hoarsely. Lalith obeyed, and went over by the door in case she woke up. Gently, I slid her down until her left ass cheek was hanging off the bed. She never even woke up, but she was still breathing heavily, and her juices were now flowing out of her cunt and mixing with Lalith's.

I motioned for Lalith to come over and hold her leg and ass cheek, so that I could have my hand free. He took her leg with his left hand, and reached under her with his right to support her ass. I saw him squeeze it as he held her, and I began to rub my dick up and down her drenched slit.

The wetness was incredible! Her juices mixed with Lalith's cum had made her twat sooooo slippery. I was already about to pop my load, so I gently eased the head of my dick down to the entrance of her hot hole.

Even though her cunt was so wet, her hole was still very tight since Lalith hadn't fucked her, but my dick slid in easily. I immediately began pumping, and after about the tenth stroke, Saritha started cumming in her sleep!!! This was all I could stand. I began shooting off deep inside her pussy, with each spurt feeling like it was coming straight from my balls. Saritha was letting out little moans with each breath, and I was countering them with grunts of my own.

Lalith let out a typical "Ohhhhh, mannn!!!!", only this time he didn't whisper. It didn't matter, for Saritha never did wake up the whole time. As I withdrew, Lalith eased her butt and leg back up on the bed, and then bent over and kissed her left nipple, sucking it as he pulled away to stand up. I was too exhausted to say much to him as I led him to the door. He kept thanking me as he walked out, and I waved and shut the door. I went back into the bedroom and fell on the bed next to Saritha and fell asleep almost immediately.

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The next morning, Saritha woke me up kissing on my ear.

"You wouldn't believe what I dreamed about last night!" she started. "I dreamed that there were these hands all over me, rubbing me. By the way, did we do anything last night?"

I remembered that I didn't get a chance to clean the cum off of her pussy or the bed before falling asleep.

"Uhhh..., yeah, sure we did. Don't you remember?

"Well..., I don't know. It seems almost like a dream. I must have been half asleep. It sure was nice though. Tell me, are you up to doing it again, now that I am more awake?"

My thoughts drifted back to the night before..."Hmmmmmm, what do you think?" I smiled. The next week in office, all I could think about was that night Lalith had almost fucked my wife. He and I never spoke about it, but occasionally we would exchange smiles, him flashing that grateful smile of his.

I had to admit, I had become obsessed with the thought of seeing another man fuck Saritha, but there were still those nagging feelings of uncertainty. Seeing Lalith molest Saritha as he did that night really didn't bother me, but would I be able to handle seeing another man actually fucking her?

As the weekend drew closer, I could see the look of anticipation grow in Lalith's face. I knew he was thinking, 'I wonder if he's going to ask me over again?','Am I gonna get another chance at that gorgeous wife of his?'.

Friday finally came, and it wasn't until just before quitting time that I invited Lalith over again.
He was beside himself joy!

"Oohhhh, yeah...GREAT!!!! I'll bring the beer , and a new fuck flick I got in my usual dvd shop nearby!", he said excitedly.

"Ok. Be over 10 pm," I replied.

I knew that Saritha would be getting sleepy about then, and that Lalith's presence would probably initiate her going on to bed since she really didn't enjoy his company all that much. I laughed to myself at that thought. If she really knew what Lalith was there for, not really caring for him that much, she'd probably stay up all night, at least till he left.

Then I did something that surprised even myself.

"Hey, Jeeva! What are you doing later tonight?", I heard myself asking.

Jeeva was a fairly large guy and have a ypical south indian look. He is so dark but still looks handsome. He stood around six feet and weighed in at about 100 Kg. He definitely wasn't a fat man, and had a large, muscular frame.

"Ohhh... nothing much. What do ya have in mind?" he asked.

"Well, Lalith and I are gonna get together over at my house tonight about 10 o'clock to have a couple of beers... and whatever. I think he said something about bringing over a fuck flick. Whatd'ya say?"

"all right man... but I might be a little bit later than 10. I've got to run an errand for my Dad, but it shouldn't take too long," he replied.

That's fine, see ya later on, then," I said, thinking that it might be best if he DID come in after Saritha went to bed, her being brought up in a fairly conservative southern home.
I turned to see the shock on Lalith's face. But it was a look of pleasant shock.

I smiled and winked as I walked past him to leave, "See ya later, Lalith!"

That night at dinner, I was preoccupied with the thoughts of what was in store. I bought fried rice from a chinese restaurant as my Wife like fried rice, in hopes that Saritha would be well on her way to a sound, good night's sleep before long. I also bought wine and on some occasions I will ask her to have some. Certainly i didnt miss this time to make her drink some. As I expected, it wasn't long before Saritha was giggling with the effects of the wine. An unexpected benefit, however was the wine had a stimulating effect on her.

She began running her foot along my upper thigh under the table playfuly. Later on the couch, and a couple of glasses later, she sat facing me with one foot on the floor and the other foot under her knee while we watched TV. This caused her short skirt to ride up her thighs, exposing the smooth shiny legs. She opened her legs slightly further, showing me the top of her panty clad crotch, just as the doorbell rang.

"Awwww!" she protested as I got up to answer it.

"I wonder who that could be?", I said, acting as if I didn't know it was really Lalith.

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As I opened the door, Lalith came in with a paper bag under his arm, and stood next to the door as I shut it, looking at Saritha and issuing the usual small talk greetings. As I turned to go back to the couch, I noticed that Saritha had not yet moved from her former position, as she sat facing us and playing with a strand of her hair. She obviously was unaware that she was showing so much to Lalith as she sat there with a slight look of disappointment. Lalith stood there momentarily, as they gazed at one another, her in deep thought, and him in disbelief. Suddenly, she became aware of herself and quickly turned around on the couch, adjusting her skirt.

"Have a seat, Lalith. Here... let me take this an put it in the fridge," I said, taking the bag and walking into the kitchen.

As I was putting the beer away, I overheard Lalith saying to Saritha that he 'hoped that he wasn't interrupting anything'.

"No... that's OK," I overheard her say, knowing full well that she was lying through her teeth to be polite. "We were just sitting here watching some TV...and thinking about hitting the sack."

I know she was trying to hint to Lalith that now was not a good time for him to be here. Little did she know that there was more in store than she ever dreamed of.
"What are you up to tonight, Lalith", I said as I walked back into the room, handing him a beer.

"Oh... not much. Just thought I'd drop by to see if you two were interested in a few hands of cards."

"Sounds good to me, what about you, hon?", I said looking at Saritha.

The look on her face told me that she had resigned herself to the fact that Lalith was going to be here for a while.

"Well, if you guys don't mind... I think I'm gonna call it an evening," she said, getting up off the couch.

'Perfect!', I thought, everything was falling into place.

"OK, dear. I'll be along in a little," I said, smiling at Lalith. He quietly mouthed the words 'I will too!' after she had passed him, heading towards the bedroom.

After Saritha had gone to bed, Lalith and I sat there staring blankly at the TV, neither of us saying a word. The air was filled with expectation. About 10 o'clock, I heard Jeeva drive up into the driveway. I got up to let him in before he rang the doorbell. I really didn't think it would wake up Saritha... but I wasn't taking any chances.

At first all we did was make small talk as Lalith popped his new flick into the VCR. Jeeva still hadn't been let in on our little secret. I wasn't yet sure just how I was gonna go about it. After about 15-20 minutes, I noticed that Lalith was getting a bit antsy. He kept shifting around in his seat and glancing at me as if expecting the signal to go anytime now.

"I'll be right back", I said, signaling Lalith to stay put for awhile.
I wanted to make sure everything was set for what was about to happen. Quietly, I slipped down the hall and into the bedroom. Saritha was laying on the bed on her back in one of her sheerest nighties, the cover bunched up around her waist. I guess the wine had really taken it's toll on her, as she was really sprawled out on the bed, her arms above her head on the pillow and one leg tossed over the side of the bed under the covers.

Saritha looked beautiful lying there with that typical little pout she has when sleeping, her long balck hair spread out under her head on the pillow, just touching her shoulders. Her breasts were readily visible through the transparent material covering them as they stuck almost straight up like two conical, dark tipped mountains. It didn't look like I was going to have to do much at all to get things ready.

Quietly, I slipped over to the bathroom door and eased it open, letting the soft light shine into the bedroom onto Saritha. Then I slipped back down the hall to where Lalith and Jeeva were still watching the movie.

"Jeeva, you want another beer?" I asked, hoping that soon he would be ready to take a leak.

"Sure...., thanks!" he replied.
Lalith followed me into the kitchen, and quickly cornered me, "How are you gonna do this?"

"Well, I thought we'd let Jeeva go back first when he has to take a leak. Then, you and I will slip back and wait in the bedroom doorway to see what he does."

Lalith grinned, and hurried back out into the living room. We watched the movie for a while longer, as we remarked about some of the scenes taking place.

It wasn't long before Jeeva had to go, "Hey, man, where's your bathroom at?"

"Second door on your right," I said, trying to keep the excitement in my voice from showing.

Jeeva walked down the hall, and as soon as I heard the bathroom door shut, Lalith and I were off for the bedroom. Standing in the bedroom, Lalith's gaze was fixed on Saritha. Jeeva had neglected to shut the door leading to the bedroom, probably because he didn't know anyone would be in there. As I heard him finish up, I could hear him fumbling with his zipper as he turned to head back out. Suddenly, I heard him stop dead in his tracks. He obviously had seen Saritha.

It seemed that he stood there for hours, as he watched her laying there, her pert breasts rising up from her chest, plainly visible through the thin fabric.
"oh gaawd!" I heard him exclaim in a whisper.

I could barely contain my laughter as I let out a snicker. Jeeva heard this and poked his head around the door-frame, looking straight at us. I quickly help my finger up to my lips, shushing quietly, and motioned him to come on in.

"Is that your wife?" he whispered quietly.

I nodded, taking him by the arm and leading him over to the side of the bed. Lalith followed me and stood on my left as we looked at Saritha, now just inches away.

"What do u think?" I whispered, smiling at Jeeva.

He gazed at Saritha for a few seconds then turned to me, staring at me as he appraised my motives.

"She looks beautiful, man," he whispered back, half smiling.

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Gently, I reached down and grasped the edge of the covers. I slowly began pulling them down, exposing more of Saritha's firm, flat belly covered only by her sheer nightie. I pulled the sheet down to a point between her navel and the beginning of her pubic mound, exposing the lacy hem of her nightie. Then I took the hem and very carefully eased it up her creamy white torso, and over her pert white breasts. Her dark, shiny nipples began to harden with the contact from a wisp of air created by my hands moving her top over them. I scooted over to my left a little to let Jeeva stand more directly in front of Saritha's firm young breasts, to which Lalith slipped around to Jeeva's right, standing
right at Saritha's head. He wasted no time in unzipping his pants and stroking his dick, as I motioned for Jeeva to gently feel Saritha's tits.

The contrast of his huge black hands against the firm white skin of Saritha's tits as he gently fondled them was extremely exciting! His huge hands almost completely covered her medium-sized tits when he cupped them. He gently took a nipple between his thumb and forefinger and squeezed it slightly, evoking a quiet whimper from Saritha.

Meanwhile, Lalith had rid himself of his pants, and was steadily stroking himself directly over Saritha's face, just inches from her pouting lips. He looked at me as he squeezed out some precum, letting it ooze out of the head of his dick and drip slowly down, coming to rest directly on her lips. At first, she didn't move as the precum lay glistening on her lower lip, but the sensation of it against her lip caused her to lick it off with her tongue.

Seeing this, Jeeva stood up and unzipped his pants. As he pulled his pants and underwear down, one of the largest, darkest dicks I have ever seen on a man sprang free from its moorings. It must have been at least 9 inches long, about two to three inches in diameter at the thickest point right behind the head. The tip of his uncircumcised dick was peeking out from the foreskin, and the shaft was slightly curved upward from its dark, hairy base. The thought of this massive dark instrument plunging into Saritha's sopping wet pussy thrilled something inside of me, but at the same time scared me. I knew if he ever got it inside her, it would stretch her to her limit if not tear her in half. And there was no doubt in my mind, THAT thing inside her would wake her up regardless of how sound asleep she was now.

He looked at me before bending down, bracing himself with his hand on the other side of Saritha, and sucking her right nipple into his mouth. He then hunched his hips forward and began to rub the head of his huge dark dick all over her left breast. As he stroked himself, precum began to ooze out of its black head coating Saritha's milky breast and dark nipple as it poked, prodded, and rubbed her tit.

Motioning for Lalith to come down where I was, I gently pulled the covers down further, momentarily stopping just below the top of Saritha's sheer black panties before pulling the covers completely free of her all together. Her thin dark pubic patch was clearly visible beneath the thin, lacy material. Lalith reached down and began to stroke her smooth wheatish legs, working his way upwards toward her crotch while all the time stroking himself.

This got Jeeva's attention, as he stood up to watch but continuing to rub his black dick and pre-spunk on her firm white tits.

Lalith's caresses finally reached the top of Saritha's thigh, and gently he rubbed his fingers across her panty covered pussy. As he began to move his fingers up and down along her slit, her hips barely began to move back and forth, the first move she had made since we began other than licking her lips.
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I already wanted more! Gently, I rolled Saritha over slightly so that I could pull her panties down first on her left side, then on her right. After getting them down to about mid-thigh, I quickly slipped them off of her.

Saritha was now completely naked in front of these two horny men. The sight of this sleeping beauty lying naked and open before Lalith and Jeeva as they caressed, prodded and explored her body already had me close to the edge.

Lalith had replaced Saritha's left leg to dangle off of the bed, and had eagerly slipped between her thighs to begin exploring her tight, thin haired cunt with his fingers. Cautiously at first, he began to run his thumb lightly up an down her slit, his face just inches away. Then he took her clit between his thumb and index finger and lightly rolled it between them. This caused Saritha to moan, drawing her legs up until they met Lalith's shoulders.

Jeeva was now rubbing the entire length of his dick all over both of Saritha's firm tits, fondling them with his hand, and looking at Lalith working between her legs.
When I looked back at Lalith, he had boldly replaced his fingers with his tongue! Gently he placed one of his fingers at the entrance to her hole, pausing briefly to let her juices drain onto his fingers before slowly plunging his finger inside her cunt. Saritha gasped, her legs closing tightly around Lalith's head. Undeterred, Lalith continued his assault with his tongue and fingers on my wife's sweet pussy. Never before had another man other than myself done this to her.

Quickly, I released my own cock from my pants and began stroking myself, standing between Jeeva and Lalith as they worked on Saritha.

Suddenly, Jeeva stepped around and gently pulled Lalith back by his right shoulder. Lalith looked up at him momentarily, then down at his huge black dick, which was pointing directly at Saritha's pussy. Lalith backed off as Jeeva stepped between her legs and began rubbing the head of that monstrous bloated dick up and down her tight slit. I could see the precum glistening on the light covering of dark pubic hair that lined her moist slit.
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I froze, not knowing just what to do. I knew that Jeeva was planning on fucking Saritha with his humongous dick, that really didn't bother me. In fact, deep down that is what I wanted and had planned for. But I knew that Saritha would definitely wake up once that thing was inside her.

The thought of this dark stud shooting his cum deep into my wife's unprotected pussy triggered something inside of me, however. I WANTED to see him dump his load deep in her cunt! I could no longer control my urges to see this happen. I had already lost control of this situation anyway.

After coating the head of his black dick with her juices, Jeeva placed it right at the entrance of Saritha's tight little cunt... and pushed.

Slowly, the huge black head began to disappear between her pussy lips, her tightness resisting its probing. Saritha's mouth opened as she gasped in slight pain. If this hurts now with just the head sticking inside her, I thought, what's she gonna do when he tries to stick all of it in her?

But Jeeva was fairly gentle in his initial violation of her tight, hot cunt. As gentle as he could be in his excited state. He moved back and forth in short quick strokes, stretching her twat little by little and plunging slightly deeper with each thrust. Lalith had moved back up to Saritha's head, playing with her tits with one hand and jacking himself off with
the other over her face. All at once he bent over and softly kissed her on her open mouth, slipping his tongue just inside, while at the same time continuing his manipulation on her tits and his dick. Saritha instinctively pursed her lips slightly as his lips touched hers enveloping his tongue. Quickly, Lalith stood up and placed the head of his dick against her lips, probing it just inside Saritha's pursed lips. Seemingly playing out some erotic dream, Saritha began sucking on just the head of Lalith's dick. I heard him moan, as slurping sounds escaped between his dick and my wife's lips.

I returned my gaze to Jeeva's ministrations on Saritha's tight cunt. He now had about three good inches inside her pussy, the thickest part of his dick now almost inside her.

Suddenly, as if a barrier had been broken, the thick bulge of his dick slipped past the tight entrance of her hot hole and he began pumping away inside her with earnest. He only had about two-thirds of his dick inside her when all of a sudden... SHE WOKE UP!

At first, her eyes popped open then she gasped,releasing Lalith's dick from her lips as her pussy was filled to it's limit. Everyone froze as her initial disorientation dwindled and was replaced by her complete awareness of what was going on. Her gaze shifted from Lalith's dick hovering just above her lips, to Jeeva whose dick was still deep inside her tight pussy.

Jeeva was beyond stopping now, no matter what my wife or I might think and he started to hump her as if his life depended on it, he held her to the bed and banged away at her. Suddenly, to my surprise, Saritha wrapped her legs around Jeeva, digging her legs into his ass and pulling him deeper inside of her as she hunched up against him, grunting as his dick thrust deeper and deeper all at once. He now had at least 8 inches inside her previously unadulterated pussy, and with each thrust he took more of her.

I began stroking myself even harder as I saw Jeeva shove his dick completely inside of Saritha, her pussy lips completely disappearing as his huge dick carried them along with it. Each time he withdrew his dick, her juices glistened heavily on his shaft as her pussy seemed to be pulled inside out, clinging to the sides of his dick slightly like the fingers of a glove as it's being pulled off inverted.

Quite suddenly Saritha began to cum - HARD! Her whole body tensed up as each subsequent wave of her orgasm swept over her, each time yelling louder than the first as her climax continued to grow stronger.

This brought about Jeeva's orgasm, as her pussy clamped tightly around his huge dick. A low animal growl was heard deep from within him as he thrust forward violently and began to cum deep inside Saritha's unprotected pussy. Their moans and grunts mixed with each other as their climax built up then subsided.

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Huge gobs of cum dripped down the crack of Saritha's ass as Jeeva began to withdraw his huge cock from her now sloppy pussy. With Saritha still lying on her back, Lalith immediately jumped between her legs, rubbing his dick up and down her sloppy wet pussy lips, and then slipping easily into her over-stretched twat. After just a couple of strokes, he withdrew, and placed his dickhead at the entrance to her virgin ass. Not even I had been able to fuck her in the ass yet, and I wondered if she would stop Lalith.
She offered no resistance, however, as Lalith's dick disappeared between the soft folds of flesh sur-rounding her asshole. She winced as his dick plunged in almost halfway on the first stroke, but then as her sphincter muscle relaxed, she began hunching against Lalith, lifting her legs high so he could get a better rhythm going, taking him all the way inside her ass.

Lalith's grunts began to get louder, as I straddled Saritha's chest, squeezing her firm tits around my throbbing dick as I began to fuck them. Saritha began to lick the head of my dick each time it got close enough.

I was just about to dump my own load all over Saritha's face when I heard Lalith's grunts change to loud moans as he emptied himself deep within my wife's virgin ass. This was all it took for me as I too began to shoot the first hot thick streams of cum between her tightly squeezed tits. I thrust myself forward, plunging my dick into Saritha's waiting mouth, where she began to swallow the rest of my pent up seed. Saritha continued to suck on my softening dick, as I collapsed against the headboard. I turned my head a-
round to see Lalith withdraw his dick from her ass with a wet sounding "thhhupp!"

Lalith spoke the first words, "Ohhhhh... man! That was great!"

All I could do was sigh as I rolled off of Saritha with a grin. Saritha smirked at me with a cute impish grin as she laid there, cum dripping out of all three of her holes.

All we three laid there quite thinking on whats next!



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I am trying to write this story in bengali and also extends this story to next chapter

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Blame It On The Night




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The last Saturday of this June was the most amazing and wicked weekend getaway I have ever experienced in my life. I was in a dilemma for most of the time should I write about this or not. But then I thought what the heck.

A group getaway was long due for all of us. When I say us what I mean is a group of five couples namely: Anjila Siddique and Nimish Jain, Vaishali Kapur (Me) and Shoeib Alam, Pratibha Saxena and Sumit Bharadwaj, Pritha Ghoshal and Hemant Shah, Sneha Tandon and Vikram Shetty.

We had hired two cars and made an overnight drive to reach our destination. The name of the place is not important. Anyway, all through Saturday we fooled around together, went for sight seeing, teased each other, played some outdoor games, clicked some breathtaking photographs and just before returning to the hotel all the couples gave each other space as we went our separate ways to spend time with our hooked ones.

At night we were back for dinner in the small but stylish restaurant of the hotel. Most importantly the food was nice and they were able to arrange for the drinks we had asked them to before hand.

Since Pritha and Hemant's room was comparatively bigger so post-dinner all of us assembled in their room in order to check out the sweet-sexy-crazy photographs we shot all through the night and day.

We carried over our boozing ordeal from the restaurant to the room with the guys drinking Whiskey while the girls sipped Vodka. All of us were in our night dress with the girls wearing shorts of different colors and lengths along with tees and tank tops while the guys were in shorts and gym-vests.

Once we were done perusing the photographs we thought of playing Truth and Dare. We gave each other all kinds of mischievous and funny acts on Dare and asked some seriously dirty questions during the Truth part. But an hour and half later all of it became a big bad bore. People had started yawning. It was then Nimish said, "The world is going to end next year. December 2012."
"Bullshit!" Shoeib retorted.
"That's what they are saying."
"Who are they?" I asked, piqued.
"The calendars of Maya civilization."
"Do you believe in such stuff?" Anjila asked Nimish.

Anjila and Nimish were hooked since three years now. Anjila clearly had the biggest assets among the girls in our group which made her act snobbish at times while Nimish was more of a guy next door. I didn't quite like Anjila much. May be because she had a 'fuller' figure than me or what I don't know. The dislike was of course not to an extent that was beyond my tolerance.

"I don't know." Nimish said.
"Like always. You are never sure of anything you say." Anjila finished her drink. She had contempt in her voice which by now we knew was a routine whenever she talked to Nimish. Especially in our presence. She never let go of a chance to boss or some times even patronize him.


"But I believe in it." Hemant said.
At 37, he was the oldest of all the guys and gals present by a decade. He was married and yet in a relationship with Pritha who was of our age. He always told her he would eventually divorce his wife and marry her but then he had been saying so from the last two years. Anyway, as friends we did alert Pritha about him but in the end we all quietly resigned since it really was 'her' life.
"Really?" I asked again. Smirnoff was making my head spin slightly. Still, I was in control. Or so I thought.
"Yes. So its better to enjoy as much as one can before it all ends." Hemant shot a lecherous smile at Pritha who avoided eye contact.
"Doomsday or no doomsday I enjoy anyway." It was Shoeib again.
My lover. I have already told you about him and me in my first story in this portal. We were still going steady. Or should I say we were fucking steady.

"The thought is scary none the less." Sneha raised her voice.
She was the 'good girl' of our group or so she behaved and made us believe. She had a flawless fair skin and innocent facial features.
"Everything is scary for you. From doomsday to getting laid before marriage." Sneha's boy friend Vikram taunted. The sharpness in his voice told us someone was speaking from experience.
"That's my choice." Sneha suddenly sounded serious.
"Yeah, I know." Vikram made a face.
"Someone sounds frustrated." I joked. People laughed except Sneha.
Honestly, Vikram was a stud and I had a crush on him which only Shoeib and Pratibha knew about. He was tall, dark and muscular.

"Come on sweetheart its okay." Pratibha comforted Sneha.
Pratibha was the super bitch of our group. A highly manipulative girl. I had an on and off relation with her. That night it was off. I must agree she had this killer model kind of a figure. But that's about the good things about her. Some guys say that's enough. Well, that's debatable. She was dating her college boy friend Sumit who I felt wasn't quite made for her. I can't explain why. You look at some couple and know they aren't made for the other. Again, none of my business.

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There was silence. The first silence of the night. The only silence of the trip. I broke it by saying, "What about a bucket list or a bucket wish?" And looked at everyone's face. "What if we tell each other that one thing that we want to do before this doomsday happens." The faces only read boredom.
"What about a sexual bucket wish?" Shoeib asked. This time the faces had interest in them. Somewhere I felt proud to be associated with Shoeib. It was ingenious things like a 'sexual bucket wish' that had kept me hooked to him even though I knew how bitchy it was of me to do so.


"What is that?" Sneha queried. Nobody was surprised. I sometimes felt Sneha asked things like this intentionally just to prove to everyone how innocent she is.
"That one sexual act that we would like to do if the doomsday is a surety." Shoeib clarified it for her.
"I am in." The three words echoed nine times and then I exclaimed, "So let's begin."
"First you." Shoeib said immediately.
"Okay!"
As I started pondering over what that one act would be I saw everyone staring at my face eagerly awaiting an answer. As if suddenly all their sleep had been taken care of by a rush of blood at the right place.

"Hmm, okay." I said, "Since you all know about how I made my boy friend and (now fiancee) Aashish watch me make love to Shoeib over Skype I think I shall go ahead this time and would like to make my entire family watch Shoeib and me fuck properly. I want them to know how dirty their girl is and they better accept Shoeib."

A pause later there was a loud applause as if I had achieved something. Shoeib came over and kissed me once on my cheek. There were harder claps and some whistles too.
"You are next." I told Shoeib.
As he took his place he said, "Mine is simple. I want to fuck the brains out of three Bollywood Actresses in one night. They would be Rani Mukherjee, Minisha Lamba and Kareena Kapoor. Man, I want to cum on Rani's face, pee on Minisha's butt hole and impregnate Kareena before her boy friend does."
We all laughed out loud. Fantasizing about Bollywood actresses was such a common thing for guys in India. Shoeib's desperation only restated it.


Next, every one turned towards Anjila since she was sitting next to Shoeib. It would go about in a circle was the unstated understanding.
Anjila cleared her throat as if she had already thought of what to say.
"I'll like to go naked on street and then whatever happens, happens." She smiled naughtily.
"There will be a traffic jam for sure." Nimish commented trying to be funny.
"Or some traffic fuck." Pratibha's comment somehow caught Nimish off guard as if he had almost imagined Anjila being involved in a traffic fuck session. He didn't laugh or even smile.

Next was Nimish himself. "I would fuck one of my aunts. She is like 32 or something. I have had a crush on her ever since my uncle married her three years back." Anjila gave him a surprised stare as if she never knew about it and we cheered his declaration.

The whole process of announcing the 'sexual bucket wish' was slowly taking dirtier turn but the good thing was we all were sporty enough for it. I winked at Shoeib since I was enjoying it a lot as were others. Thanks to him.
"I can't answer it." We all booed Sneha.
"No, I can't."
"Yes, you can." Vikram sounded vengeful.
"C'mon Sneha. No one's serious here." Anjila butted in.
"Alright. Alright. I don't know. Perhaps a...gang bang." She said aloud. There was a stunned silence. This was the last thing we thought we would hear from her. Vikram looked like he had seen a ghost. Nobody said a word while Sneha was too embarrassed to speak further. It was Vikram's chance now.
"I would go by what Shoeib said. Even I want to fuck Bollywood actresses. Priyanka Chopra and Priety Zinta. Its like I want to fuck Priyanka and cum on Priety's face and then fuck Priety and cum inside Priyanka's pussy." Nobody cared much. Only one or two clap were heard.

"I would like to do a friend of my younger brother." It was Pratibha. "He is like 19 and super cute and the thought of being naked in front of a teenager gives me the kick." I felt pity for Sumit for the kind of silent reaction he gave.

"I would like to fuck my maid once. She is hot." I don't know about others but I definitely booed Sumit. But then it was his choice.
"Don't stick it inside me after you do her." It was Pratibha's sense of humor. Everyone laughed, I ignored her.

Finally it was only Pritha and Hemant left.
"I want to do it in the open once. Doesn't matter with whom." It was as simple as she was. I liked Pritha a lot. God bless her.
At last we the kids turned to the uncle in our group. Hemant Shah. Though nobody said it in Pritha's presence but no one actually liked him. Not because he was bad or ill mannered but he simply was a misfit among us.

"I want to do a girl who is present in this room. I won't give out her name though." He laughed while the guys gave him a cold stare. Somehow Pritha found it very funny may be because she thought he was talking about her. If so, then why wouldn't he take the name? He must have been fantasizing about his girl friend's friends. That's us!
Anyway, the game was over. People had started to stretch and yawn once again getting ready to leave. But I was very much agile. For some reason Hemant's wish kept ricocheting in my mind till it took the garb of a solid thought. What if we have a dirty weekend here. Not with our partner but with each other's.

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I instantly SMSed my thought to Shoeib. I am not sure but I think Shoeib and I are the most sexually open couple in the lot. But what I didn't expect was Shoeib would come out with my thought so shamelessly among all. He simply said it aloud a minute after I SMSed him.

"Attention please. Let me read the SMS that Vaishali sent me just now." Before I could reach him, the thought was out.
"What rubbish!" Only Nimish spoke. The rest were all quiet. Not a single word. As if we all had mentally decided if we were with it or against but wanted not to lead but follow only if one does. Who would that leader be.

"I am ready." Shoeib said. I wanted to say 'me too' but didn't. There was no response from the rest either. People were avoiding eye contacts as well.
"Can't we do a secret ballot?" For the first time I mentally thanked Pratibha for her suggestion. Sumit was too spineless to counter what his girl friend stated. Perhaps his girl friend was interested in fucking someone else was a humongous fact in itself which quietened him down.

Now people started looking at each other but from the corner of their eyes. Nobody was sure if their actions were going to be judged by their partner but inside they knew the door to their darkest fantasy had been knocked. Now all there was left to decide was to answer it or not.

"Anyone has a problem with what Pratibha said?"
Again nobody said anything. Guess, it was better this way. Blame it on the alcohol. No, blame it on the night.

Shoeib quickly rang the hotel staff and asked for a sheet of blank paper. Hemant had a pen. As the paper was provided Shoeib divided it into ten equal parts and gave it to each one of us.

"I don't think its right." Nimish sounded grim.
"Then write a no on your slip. simple!" Shoeib suggested and turned his attention to all, "All we have to do is write yes or no. The majority wins. Nobody can challenge the majority. Agreed?"
The silence was interpreted as positive by Shoeib. We all sat down with our piece of paper, wrote our decision and folded it before giving it back to Shoeib.
I had written a yes. I was deliberately not trying to think much. A numb mind is needed to green light such things. I think the same was true for the others too.

One by one Shoeib started reading aloud the one word decisions.
Yes-yes-yes-yes-yes-no-yes-yes-yes-no.
So there it was 8 yes-es and 2 no-s.
"C'mon you devils. Cheer up now. Am I the only man here?" Shoeib tried to charge up the quietness.
"How do we do it?" Hemant asked. I so wanted to know whom did he want to fuck among us girls as per his bucket wish.

Shoeib looked at me for a clue. I suddenly found my mind racing for a solution.
"What about the pairing of mobile phones?" I blurted out and I don't know why I said so. All I knew was each one of us had a different model.
"Superb!" Shoeib said excitedly.

He immediately called the hotel staff for a plastic packet. It was promptly provided. Shoeib was the first one to drop his mobile phone into the opaque plastic packet. So did all the other guys; one at a time. The thing was: the guys would drop their mobile phones in the packet, the girls would pick up blind.

As Shoeib tried to shuffle the mobile phones by shaking the packet he said, "Once a girl holds a phone, she has to pick it up even if she realizes whom it belongs to by her touch." Again a silent approval. What was with these guys? They all wanted to be a part of a dirty act but they didn't want to talk about it. Mankind, thy name is Hypocrisy!
Anyway, the fact that the girl had to choose the mobile phone turned me on instantly. The girl will choose which guy will fuck her tonight. Will she pray to get her boy friend or pray hard to get someone else. Someone specific?
My prayers were already done.

"Vaishali, baby you first please."
I followed Shoeib's request and put my hand inside and in a flash took out a mobile phone. It was Sumit's. I saw a hint of a mocking smile on Pratibha's face. As if she was happy I was going to sleep with her boy friend.

Next, was Pritha. Then Sneha. Followed by Pratibha. Lastly, Anjila.

So, we finally knew with whom we were going to sleep with for the night. It was not the kind of weekend we had in mind. Perhaps it was better. Spicy it definitely was. There happened an umpteenth silence of the night. After which people got up and emptied the room following their partners.

The final list of the fuck-couples were:
Anjila and Hemant.
Pratibha and Vikram.
Shoeib and Sneha.
Pritha and Nimish.
Vaishali and Sumit.


One thing was sure: it was going to be a lusty night for the ones who had said yes but the two morons who said no...well, they would have to suit themselves.

Only Anjila stayed back in the room with Hemant; her twelve year older fuck partner for the night. As I left the room following Sumit I wondered if Anjila would be bossy on bed with Hemant as she is otherwise with Nimish.

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I got to know only after the night was over as the girls confided in me what all happened in the respective rooms.

Nimish was the last one to leave the room. He didn't know what to tell Anjila; his girl friend. This wasn't an airport or a railway station where he would hug her and say some sentimental parting lines. He wasn't sure if she really wanted to go through this either. May be she was the one who said no in the vote. But looking at her it didn't seem so. She wasn't making any attempt to reach him either. In fact she remained still. He glanced at her once hoping she would glance too. She didn't. He finally went away.

Hemant was instantly on his feet as if he was waiting for the moment when the room would be empty except for the two; Anjila and him. He locked the door from inside and turned towards her. She looked at him. He smiled. She reciprocated nervously.

"Are you and Nimish a happy couple?" He was standing by the door.

"Why?"

"Just like that."

"I would like to think so."

"Your parents don't have any problem because of the religion thing?"

"They don't know yet."

"Hmm." Hemant ambled to the other end of the bed. "What did you vote?"

"A yes. You?" Anjila was suddenly soft. The fierceness that she often showcased in front of Nimish seemed a thing of the past.

"Yes, of course." He said. She threw an appreciative smile at him.

"You always wanted another man?"

His questions were probing her dark side.
 
"No. Its all in the fun spirit right?"

"You really think so? We are literally swapping partners only for fun? Yeah, it could be a part of it but its not the whole of it."

"What's the whole of it?"

"That we all were looking for an excuse." He laughed in an eerie manner. Few silent minutes passed by.

"Did you have anyone in mind while picking up a mobile phone?" Hemant asked.

"Not really." Anjila said turning towards him to have an easy conversation. While doing so she lifted her legs on the bed and folded it to be comfortable. Hemant ogled at her legs. She noticed but didn't react. The shorts and sleeveless tee now seemed like less clothing.

"You said in your wish that there was someone you wanted to do among the girls here. Who is it?"

"It's you." Hemant was prompt.

Anjila suffered a compulsive laughter. "Its me because I happened to choose you, right? Had it been someone else it would have been her."

"No, I am serious. I have liked you from the day Pritha introduced us."

Anjila checked her laughter. There was indeed a genuineness in his voice which kind of aroused her.

"Really?"

"Yes. Of all the girls you are the most womanly."

She knew what he meant by that. It was something she was proud of; her body: 34d-28-36.
"Thanks." She said.

"So, how do you like it?"

Anjila liked the straight-to-the-point attitude of Hemant but didn't tell him about it.

"As in?"

"Rough, sensual or whatever?"

"Sensual I guess."

"Hmm, if you don't mind may I know how is your sex life like? Do Nimish and you do it often?"

Anjila swallowed a lump since she was confused if she should tell him the truth which was they had done it only twice. The first time was quick and the second was uninteresting for her. Not that Nimish wasn't well endowed but he could do with a lesson with how to use Nimish junior to please her.

"Twice." She said.

"Only?"

"How many times have you done Pritha?"

"I don't even remember." He smiled.

An image of Hemant fucking Pritha conjured in her mind and Anjila for a trice thought Pritha was lucky.

"I think if I strip first you'll be comfortable. What say?"

"Yeah, okay."

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Hemant stood up and doffed his vest looking at her. Anjila noticed his hairy chest which wasn't worked out but looked strong. His shoulders were broad as well. His belly was slightly protruding but his overall girth made up for it. Next he tugged down his knickers. His legs looked flabby but there was a manliness in his overall structure which Nimish didn't have. Anjila couldn't believe she was already comparing.

"You want me to go full monty or it's okay for the time being?"

Anjila could see the buldge in his underwear. An urge to see it in all its nakedness knocked her. "Full." She said.

"Okay."

Hemant spent no time to tug down his underwear. He stood naked in front of Anjila. For few seconds she kept looking down at his groin. It was a decent size with a slight curve in the end.

"You like what you see?"

Anjila nodded. She could now sense her arousal.

"I'm glad." He said. "Now if you don't mind, its your turn."

Anjila kept sitting on her place.

"I would love it if you could also stand like me and strip."

Anjila moistened her lips and climbed down the bed. She stood few steps away from Hemant whose dick, she noticed, had grown an inch more. There was silence as if she was waiting for more commands from her one night lover. For a moment she wondered about Nimish. He had been paired with Pritha. Had they already started fucking each other?

"Don't you have any problem with Pritha fucking Nimish?" She asked.

"Not right now. This is a sinful night. I'll be happy if she is happy."

The statement also reminded Anjila this was her night to experience someone other than Nimish as well and see where it took her. That was the point of the entire switch: to experience another lover which under normal circumstances wouldn't have been a possibility for this was a group act and when something is done at a mass level its becomes a shared guilt and hence less sharp.

Anjila held her tee and pulled it over raising her hands. Hemant saw her shaved armpits and grasped his dick. As he slowly massaged it, he saw her close her eyes.

"Could you please keep your hands in the raised position? I would like to see your armpits."

Anjila did as he wanted and stood with closed eyes and hands raised. Hemant slowly flicked his dick ogling at her slightly sweaty armpits. His fetish for it was obvious. A minute later he said, "Please go ahead now.

She didn't open her eyes while unhooking her bra. Her breasts were one of the most delicious, particularly the chocolate brown erect nipples, looking pair he had ever seen. And at 37 Hemant had seen quite a lot of them. As she placed her clothes on the bed her breasts juggled a bit which further aroused Hemant. She looked at him and managed an awkward smile. He was now shamelessly massaging his dick up and down. Anjila noticed it but didn't say a word. She unbuttoned her shorts and came out of it. Then rolled down her panty and stepped out of it as well. Her pussy was trimmed.

"So?" She had to clear her voice to talk properly. Hemant didn't say anything. He walked towards her. When he reached her, he pushed her on the bed. And opened her legs to position himself between her legs. Only the base of his shaft touched her semi-wet pussy. His chest crushed her breasts as he kissed her forehead, then her nose and lastly her lips. In the next second she found Hemant was sucking her tongue and intentionally spitting inside her mouth. As a reflex she held onto to his body tightly. It was stronger than Nimish was all she could think at that moment. Hemant broke the smooch and asked, "How many guys have been with till now?"
The statement also reminded Anjila this was her night to experience someone other than Nimish as well and see where it took her. That was the point of the entire switch: to experience another lover which under normal circumstances wouldn't have been a possibility for this was a group act and when something is done at a mass level its becomes a shared guilt and hence less sharp.

Anjila held her tee and pulled it over raising her hands. Hemant saw her shaved armpits and grasped his dick. As he slowly massaged it, he saw her close her eyes.

"Could you please keep your hands in the raised position? I would like to see your armpits."

Anjila did as he wanted and stood with closed eyes and hands raised. Hemant slowly flicked his dick ogling at her slightly sweaty armpits. His fetish for it was obvious. A minute later he said, "Please go ahead now.

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She didn't open her eyes while unhooking her bra. Her breasts were one of the most delicious, particularly the chocolate brown erect nipples, looking pair he had ever seen. And at 37 Hemant had seen quite a lot of them. As she placed her clothes on the bed her breasts juggled a bit which further aroused Hemant. She looked at him and managed an awkward smile. He was now shamelessly massaging his dick up and down. Anjila noticed it but didn't say a word. She unbuttoned her shorts and came out of it. Then rolled down her panty and stepped out of it as well. Her pussy was trimmed.

"So?" She had to clear her voice to talk properly. Hemant didn't say anything. He walked towards her. When he reached her, he pushed her on the bed. And opened her legs to position himself between her legs. Only the base of his shaft touched her semi-wet pussy. His chest crushed her breasts as he kissed her forehead, then her nose and lastly her lips. In the next second she found Hemant was sucking her tongue and intentionally spitting inside her mouth. As a reflex she held onto to his body tightly. It was stronger than Nimish was all she could think at that moment. Hemant broke the smooch and asked, "How many guys have been with till now?"

"First Nimish and now you."

"You kidding me? Didn't anyone wooed you in school or college?"

"Lots. But I was too cocky."

"It seems Nimish left a lot for me but I won't leave much for him or the third one after tonight." He smiled at her. She liked his sexual humor. It made her feel desirable. She saw Hemant club her breasts together in his large hands and then suck her nipples hard. Too hard for her comfort.

"Slowly."

Hemant only sucked harder circling the nipples with his tongue, flicking them roughly and then biting them at times. Getting licked by someone other than Nimish opened up dirty vistas in her mind. she realized she wanted it from a long time now. To be touched the way Hemant's tongue touched her. After he had enough of her breasts, he moved down to her navel where he planted several kisses around her belly button. It aroused her further. Finally Hemant made himself comfortable between her slightly fleshy thighs. He kissed and nibbled on her inner thighs tickling her in the process. She held his head and pulled his hair to stop him from going further which only meant she couldn't wait for the cunnilingus now. As Hemant dived his mouth inside, she reflexively, closed her thighs on him. He parted them once but again the same thing happened. In the end he forced parted her thighs apart. Her nicely trimmed pussy in all its wetness was eyeing him. He knew exactly where to lick and where to suck. It let out the sexual kitten inside Anjila who now started moaning subtly still pulling on his hair at times.

"I assume this is your first time like this?" Hemant said glancing at her once and then again licking her wet clit.

"Very much." She said in a raspy voice.
"I love the smell of your secretions. The fact that your pussy is trimmed makes your pussy lucky and my tongue luckier."

She also liked the way Hemant verbalized the details of his act. Nimish was always silent.

"What's your favourite position?" She heard Hemant quip in-between his licks.

"I don't know of much." She was being honest. She had seen few but didn't know the names.

"Let me teach you few poses tonight." Hemant shot a naughty smile at her before digging into her pussy again. She squirmed a bit feeling his tongue go further inside her. She raised her hips as a reflex. Hemant placed his hand on her butt as he stuck his mouth doggedly covering her pussy and jutting in his tongue ferociously exploring Anjila's inner flesh.

"Hemant please stop it!"

He relaxed for a trice and said, "Stop what? Tell me exactly."

"Stop whatever you are doing. I can't handle it anymore."

"You have to be precise or I'm not stopping."

"Stop......eating."

"Eating what?"

"My pussy."

"What?"

"Stop eating my pussy Hemant."

"Wow. I never knew I would hear it one day from you Anjila." Hemant let go of her. Anjila felt like her stomach muscles underwent a momentary spasm.

She slowly straightened her legs as Hemant lay beside her wiping her juices from around his mouth. Half a minute passed as he admired her naked body. She finally noticed him do so.

"Did you enjoy it?" He inquired.

Anjila nodded positive.

"Has Nimish ever done this?"

Anjila nodded negative. She was trying not to think about her boy friend but Hemant was bringing it up every now and then.

"Why do you keep asking me about Nimish?"

"It gives me a real kick to know I'm spoiling his girl friend in my own way." He sported a satanic smirk. The sound of the statement made Anjila realize it gave her a kick too. To get done by someone else other than her boy friend.
Hemant touched her forehead with his finger tips and brought it down, via her face, throat, tummy, to her pussy and inserted his middle finger in it. Pleasure made Anjila's lips part instantly. Immediately he kissed her and in no time it turned into a passionate smooch. He sucked her tongue dry while she tasted his saliva and swallowed a bit too this time. When the smooch broke he looked into her eyes and said, "What's the one thing you really want me to do tonight?" He was slowly finger-fucking her.

"Fuck me."

"That I'll anyway."

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Anjila saw an animal in him which she wanted to experience soon.

"Something else." He said.

She thought for a moment and then said, "I don't know. You tell me."

"If I request will you agree?"

"Yeah okay."

"Promise."

"Yeah okay."

"I want to cum inside you Anjila."

She swallowed a lump and said, "Nimish would kill you."

"That's okay. What would you do?"

She answered almost a minute later as if she lived the answer in her mind.

"Allow you."

She felt his fingers fuck her intensely now. He once again locked his lips with hers and sucked hard on her lips. She soon felt like something was building up inside. She wanted to inform Hemant about it but he wasn't letting her break the smooch. She hit his back few times and he responded by inserting another finger in her pussy. She closed her legs. And the next moment she squirted. In a flash Hemant left her mouth, took out his finger from her pussy and moved down. He placed his mouth right on her pussy and licked the liquid. He also licked up from the thighs to her pussy.

"What are you doing?"

"All your juices are mine tonight."

She was happy he was doing what he was. Once done he sat on his knees on the bed. His dick was aiming towards her.

"Do you mind sucking my dick Anjila?"

She was still for a moment. After he had licked her juices she had curled up at one corner. Slowly she crawled towards him and faced his erect dick.

"Bend properly please. I want to see your anus while you suck my dick."

She turned to see her reflection on the opposite mirror. She saw her butt-naked self. It aroused her. Hemant would see her anus as she sucked his dick? This night wasn't real anymore. She turned and started licking his shaft from the base up and he admired her tiny brown anus between her attractive butt cheeks.

"Has Nimish tasted your anus ever?"

Not again! Anjila thought and looked up at him.

"No. But will you-" She didn't complete. She knew he would do so in few minutes.

"Who is bigger? Nimish or me?"

She was trying hard not to compare but the question didn't help.

"Nimish is slender. You are thicker."
"It will stretch your pussy more." He said. Few silent minutes went by whereby Hemant had his eyes closed consuming all the pleasure Anjila's mouth was exciting within him by sucking his hard dick.

"Alright." He pulled out his dick and grabbed her butt to turn her. He caressed her entire back once and then kissed her butt. Then licked her anus.

"Wow, tell Nimish your anus tastes like mango pickle."

The analogy made Anjila laugh instantly. She felt numerous rapid licks on it.

"Yeah sure I'm saying this to him." She mocked.

"Oh, then I have to make sure you do." Hemant took a portion of her ass cheek between his lips and sucked hard till there was a blotch. Anjila cried out in pain.

"What are you doing?"

"A love bite on your ass. He should know how far his girl friend allowed me to go." He smiled and rimmed her anus once more, spat on it next and touched his tongue tip on its surface probing it. Next, he helped her sit near the edge of the bed, asked her to arch her spine leaning forward so that her butt jutted out. She was sitting on her knees now.

"Are you going to ...?"

The next instant her pussy walls felt his dick. He was right. It stretched her. He started with slow thrusts. She could feel his dick go in and out.

"I won't mind if you talk."

"What to talk about?" Anjila was squinting her eyes with each thrust of his. She felt his hands groping her breasts from behind now as he started licking her nape. Her entire body moved funnily, adjusting to the sensations his action generated.

"Do you hear that sound?" He asked.

"Which sound?"

"This one..." He fucked her harder.
"Yes."

"What is the sound."

"You fucking me."

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"Details please Anjila."

She took time to frame her reply, "You are fucking my pussy."

"You mean Hemant is fucking Anjila's pussy?"

"Yes, Hemant is fucking Anjila's pussy."

"Awesome! Do you think Nimish will mind watching us?"

"Shut up!"

"Do you think Nimish will mind me fucking you like this?"

"Yes!" She knew she better answer else he would frame a more detailed statement.

"I think he'll feel great to watch his girl friend get her pussy drilled by another man."

"Shut up please."

"I'm serious. Just imagine if Nimish was here." Hemant stopped his thrusts. While imagining Nimish in the room she was moving her hips back and front on his dick thereby fucking Hemant.

"Can you see Nimish here?"

"Yes."

"What is he doing?"

"Watching us fuck."

"Does it excite you?"

"Very much."

"Oh Anjila you are so much fun!" He started the thrusts again. This time with with force. When he was done mauling her breasts she noticed subtle red marks of his grab. A naughty smile escaped her. After few minutes he turned her and was now on top again pumping her harder and harder. He took both her legs and placed them on his shoulder for a deeper penetration. Anjila could feel her anus open up in the pose with each forceful thrust of his. She put her arms around his neck for support. The ordeal went for an era, it seemed, till he was about to cum.

"I am going to cum Anjila."

"Yes. Please. I won't mind."

"Lift your arms." Before she could understand Hemant raised her arms for her and sniffed her arm pits.

"I love that dirty smell of yours." As he sniffed hard he came inside her with a groan and collapsed on her. Confused she ended up embracing him as their breaths tried to be normal again.

Half an hour later they were lying side by side. The lights were off. They were not touching each other though they were still naked.

"Did you enjoy it?" Hemant asked.

"Pritha is lucky." Anjila remarked.

"Do you mean you too want to be as lucky as her?"

"What do you mean?"

"You are a smart girl Anjila."

"Just because of this one night I can't forget Nimish." She was surprised she even said it. They should have slept and not discussed anything.

"Who is asking you to do that? All I'm saying if you ever miss this night I'm there."

There was no response from her side.

"But tell me honestly did you really imagine Nimish watching us?"

"Yes, why?"

"Just like that. Watching Pritha with someone would arouse me."

"Really? Do men like watching their girl friends with other men?"

"Not all. But the ones who do, really do. Why don't you ask him?"

"Oh! I would never do that."
"You can find out yourself."

"How?"

"If he keeps asking you the details about this night then he wants to watch else not."

"Hmmm. That only the morning will tell. Good night."

She felt a soft kiss on her shoulder.

"You are an awesome fuck Anjila. Thanks and good night."

Hemant slept instantly while Anjila kept thinking if he meant it when he said he would be there for her if she missed the night. Was she already considering another night with him?


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