Adultery The Naughtiest Wife

[Kamuk Insaan]

What a riveting story! It's extremely erotic.
The way you're describing it, that is absolutely incredible.
keep it up.

[Blackdick11]

superb!!!!
Let the couple explore each other's deepest fantasy and enjoy it together.

[Blackdick11]

Eagerly anticipating for the next update.
can u kindly inform when it will be available

[prasad_rao16]

Update super......

[reema4uhoney]

Chapter- 7 Family Affair

 

“Wednesday’s suck…” Shubhangi thought as she sat at her desk, it was 3:00 pm and she was suffering from the afternoon blues wanting nothing more than to go home and take a nap. She clicked on the Ace of spades on the solitaire game on her computer screen. “Why do they call this hump day? No one is going to be humping me today…” Shubhangi wondered aimlessly. She sighed deeply and thought back ten days to the minute from right now. She was standing naked in bathroom about to receive the fuck of her life. Her nipples tingled as she mentally relived the day. She’d watched the movie they’d made together at least 10 times since that day, sometimes with Shakti, but often she watched it alone. She loved the way they looked on camera, she loved watching herself cum over and over again until she was exhausted. It was so hot to see Shakti and the sexy black man, whose name she still doesn’t know, pump themselves in and out of her.

 

Shubhangi checked her message again knowing that it was unlikely that Shakti had sent her anything in the thirty seconds since the last time she checked. There were still no new messages. She was getting anxious again. There were only 4 days left until the first of the month and Shakti owed her his fantasy so that she could plan adequately to fulfil whatever his mind had conjured up. She knew this fantasy was likely to be more intense than the other’s they’d lived. In the past two months, they were both new to the game they were playing; although they both were true to the game. Shubhangi think they both didn’t explore some of their more intense fantasies the first time. She wondered for the millionth time what he would come up with that was new. In the past two months she’d done sexual things that she’d never before contemplated. The strange thing is that in retrospect, the things they did don’t seem that kinky or weird now, although any other normal person would probably call them freaks.

 

What was worse, Shubhangi was leaving on Friday. Shakti knew this, and he was obligated to get her his fantasy before the first. Since the first fell on that Sunday, Shubhangi expected his message or letter to come before Friday. “He better hurry…” Shubhangi thought as she returned to her mindless computer game. Shubhangi planned to visit her cousin sister’s home that was several hundred miles away. Shubhangi was going to visit her cousin sister Meera for the first time in several months and her daughter, Richa, was interested in moving to the city. Shubhangi had not seen Richa in several months, Richa had a difficult time talking to her parents, and had a typical relationship. Richa was 18 and had recently graduated from high college. The last time Shubhangi saw Richa was over New Years. Shubhangi was stunned at how beautiful Richa had become and how much she looked like an adult. Richa had long, wavy, black hair and bright brown eyes that twinkled with possibility. Her body had developed as well, and her breasts had become full and pert. Richa was skinny with long legs that were perfectly tanned and smooth. Shubhangi found herself wishing for Richa body, and knowing that the blessed period in life when nothing sags and everything looks perfect was over for her.

 

In Shubhangi’s word Richa was stunning, and what made Richa more beautiful yet, was her personality. Richa was very laid back and easy to laugh, she’d broken up with her boyfriend a week before New Year last year, and although she was as heartbroken as only a teenager in love could be, she could joke about the guy and somewhere deep down you got the impression that she knew life would go on. Shubhangi admired Richa greatly for this, as remembering the scars of first love is stingingly painful, and at the time it seemed devastating. Now Richa appeared to want to forego college at least for a year and learn about life in the big city. Shubhangi had talked to her mother at length who was appalled at the idea of her “little girl” moving away from home. Apparently, Richa had suggested that it would be ok since “Aunt Shubhangi” lived there. So, Shubhangi was off to spend the weekend at her cousin sister’s home and talk about options for Richa. This probably was not going to go well, and Shubhangi suspected that no matter the outcome someone would probably not be happy.

 

Thursday and Friday crawled by as only the end of the week does for a working girl like Shubhangi, she played at least ten games of solitaire each day. And finally, she was driving south on I-55 toward her cousin sister home. During the long drive Shubhangi found herself reliving Thursday evening, the one bright evening of her week, Shakti and Shubhangi spent the evening watching television. At ten they retired to the bedroom and watched their video yet again. Shubhangi let him take her in the ass for the first time since their tryst the previous month, Shubhangi was a little nervous about anal because she was so sore after their last incredible fantasy fuck. This time was much slower and softer and Shubhangi found that her orgasm built and built with every inch of him that she took into her tight ass. Shubhangi closed her eyes and relived the moment of him rolling up behind her in the classic spoon position. She felt his fingers probing gently around her tight anal ring. Shakti lubricated her with KY jelly slowly and she massaged her own clitoris and Shakti massaged lube into her tight butt.

 

The mixture of feelings was incredible, and Shubhangi basked in the feeling of taboo and the tingling sensations that her body was generating as they moved together. After 10 minutes of masturbating herself into a sexual horniness that she only recently began to appreciate, Shubhangi heard the familiar sound of Shakti stroking his hard cock. Shakti took his time to make sure that he was slick with lube and then Shubhangi felt his tip at the opening to her pussy. He slid easily into her and Shubhangi gasped with pleasure. He rocked gently back and forth as her fingers continued to massage her clit in tiny circles. He whispered in my ear “Tell me how it feels…”

 

“Mmm…good baby…” was all Shubhangi was capable of saying. They fucked softly and gently for several minutes neither of them ready to rush toward orgasm, but rather enjoying the slow sensual climb toward sexual bliss.

 

“Are you ready?” Shakti panted into Shubhangi’s ear.

 

“Yes…God yes…” Shubhangi replied. Shakti cock slowly withdrew from her leaving a void in her womanly core. Shubhangi was wanton with pleasure, and missed the feeling of fullness that only an 8” cock can provide to a woman in her state. Then she felt his tip against her ass, Shubhangi rocked slightly back knowing the stinging pain would only last a second until he was past the ring of muscles that protected her ass from invasion. Shubhangi continued to press down harder on her clit now. His phallus was pressing hard against her anal ring and Shubhangi clenched herself tightly closed enjoying the feeling of penetration against her straining muscles. She relaxed when the stinging turned from pain to pleasure as his slick cock entered her ass to its first inch. His tip was just beyond her sphincter, her body seemed to surrender to the penetration. The second inch of his member slid inside her much easier and Shubhangi was filled with a feeling of fullness she’d experienced only once before.

 

This time, however, it was much more pleasure than pain, Shubhangi could hear Shakti’s grunts and feel his shivers of pleasure as her ass opened to him. She was spanking her clit lightly as her orgasm continued to build. Waves of rippling pleasure rolled through Shubhangi’s entire body as another inch entered her. Shakti was rocking back and forth now, pumping her full of him, with each stroke his cock entered her deeper and deeper and the pleasure Shubhangi felt grew and grew. Her pussy was slick and wet from her own excitement and her fingers were soaked. Shubhangi knew she was wetter than she’d ever been in her life and the thought of how much pleasure she was receiving from such a taboo act only drove her pleasure to new heights. Shakti was truly ass fucking her now, with long, slow, deep thrusts that grew in urgency as they both approached orgasm.

 

“Mmm…you’re so tight…” Shakti groaned in Shubhangi’s ear.

 

Shubhangi fingers went wild on her pussy at Shakti’s words “Your cock is huge in my ass…” Shubhangi grunted as he buried himself in her again. They were fucking harder now; his cock was slamming hard into her ass as Shubhangi pushed back against him to maximize his penetration. Her pussy was aflame as she could feel his cock invading her anal cavity, but also putting rhythmic pressure on the walls of her cunt. Her clit was swollen and exposed as she rubbed it, she moaned out her pleasure as Shakti fucked her ass with animalistic grunts. Her fingers entered herself feeling for the first time what his cock felt like rubbing the thin membrane separating her two fuck holes. Shubhangi fingered herself with two fingers and then three, she opened herself obscenely pushing as many fingers into herself as possible; her middle finger found the soft spongy g-spot in her cunt and the overwhelming desire to pee hit her hard. Shubhangi rode the feeling squeezing her muscles, contracting around her fingers and against Shakti’s cock. He grunted and began to let go inside of her with the new tension in her ass, Shubhangi felt his balls against her wet pussy and the spasms through his cock. She closed her eyes and drank the feeling as his orgasm filled her with wet, hot, sticky cum, she continued to ride his cock with her ass. Shubhangi clenched as he came intensifying the experience for him until he cried out in ecstasy. Spurt after spurt erupted into her ass as she pumped her own fingers in her hot, wet sex.

 

Shubhangi began to cum as Shakti continued to flood her ass with his seed, the intensity of her own eruption caught her totally by surprise as did the gush of juices that sprayed from between her legs with the force of a garden hose. Shubhangi was shaking in orgasm like never before, another eruption of unfathomable intensity was ejaculated from her pussy as her body clenched and clenched upon itself in powerful waves of pleasure. Shakti’s balls were covered in her womanly juice as were her thighs, the bed, and even a bit of the floor and wall of her room. Another smaller spray came out of Shubhangi as her orgasm slowly subsided and she collapsed with her back to Shakti. He held her softly until his shrinking cock slipped from her ass followed by the inevitable back flow of his orgasm. Shubhangi could feel his semen leaking out of her ass and across her cheek to where it pooled between them.

 

“God you are so hot…I love you…” Shakti said as he held Shubhangi.

 

“Mmm…I’ve never cum like that before…did you like the cum shower…I gave your balls?” Shubhangi asked giggling.

 

“Cum shower? I thought you peed on me…” Shakti said jokingly.

 

Shubhangi elbowed him in the ribs gently. “No but next time… I’ll…if you don’t act more appreciative…see just cum…” Shubhangi said as she brought her fingers to his lips and traced her sticking fingers across his tongue.

 

“Mmm…I like it…But do you?” Shakti asked as he kissed Shubhangi on the mouth forcing his tongue slick with her juices into her own mouth. Shubhangi giggled and with him as he made her taste herself on his mouth and fingers. Then they went to take a shower together. In the shower they washed each other as they normally do when they shower together. Shubhangi cleaned her ass from his cock with a wash cloth and soap and then rubbed his back. Then he used the wash cloth on her back and eventually paid special attention to her ass. Shubhangi was still oozing and she felt him part her cheeks and let the spray of the water hit her still open asshole. Shubhangi was somewhat self-conscious, but she figured they’d done way too much together to be concerned about a little cum in the ass. When he finished washing her ass, she could not help but notice the incredible hard on he had.

 

“Wow…wasn’t I enough for you in there?” Shubhangi took it in her hand and said.

 

“That was great…but it was also 10 minutes ago…” Shakti smiled and said, they laughed together as Shubhangi continued to stroke his cock. She was not ready for another round yet, but didn’t mind indulging him.

 

“Well do tell then…what has got you so turned on? Bathing me never has done this in the past…” Shubhangi said teasingly as she began to stroke him faster.

 

“To be honest…I never watched cum ooze out of a woman before… I guess it turns me on…” Shakti said honestly.

 

“Well how about I let you see it ooze out of my mouth this time?” Shubhangi asked as she lowered herself to the bathtub floor. He never said another word as she swallowed him deeply and worked his cock up and down with her mouth. He came in another torrent about 5 minutes later. Shubhangi was never able to swallow all of him, but most she caught in her mouth. She let what oozed between her lips drip down her chest to be washed down the drain by the shower. Shubhangi smiled at him as she finished him by cleaning his cock with her tongue. Her mouth was still full and she looked up at him letting him see his wife with a mouth full of him. She slowly stood with his help and let him see her up close. Shubhangi intended to swallow all of him while he watched, and to this day she don’t know what compelled her, but instead she leaned into him and kissed him deeply opening her mouth on his.

 

The flood of semen in her mouth dripped down both of their chins and bodies. At first, Shakti recoiled from her, but then sucked her tongue deeply into his mouth. They continued to kiss in the shower until they’d either swallowed or washed off his entire load. As they broke, they both uttered one word together.

 

“Wow.”

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Shubhangi’s reverie was broken as she’d to concentrate on finding her cousin sister’s house in the darkened subdivision. She’d only been to her house a few times as her cousin sister had just moved to a small town in Illinois. Shubhangi followed the street where every house looked alike, until she found one at the end of the cul-de-sac with a familiar white car that she recognized as her cousin’s sisters. Two other cars were parked there that she didn’t recognize. Shubhangi got out and went to the door. Immediately the door was pulled open and she was enveloped by her older cousin sister in a familiar hug. Shubhangi was pulled into the house as her husband Ramesh took her small overnight bag and kissed her brotherly on the cheek.

 

Shubhangi heard the familiar cry “Aunt” and Richa came down the stairs in a bound, filled with genuine joy at seeing her. Richa was more stunning than Shubhangi remembered, they hugged, Richa smiled that amazing smile of hers at Shubhangi and said “I’m so glad you’re here…maybe you can talk some sense into Mom and Dad…”

 

The mood of the room immediately darkened as if a sudden rain storm erupted unexpectedly on a warm summer day. Shubhangi smiled feeling uncomfortable as her cousin sister frowned and Ramesh shook his head. “Here we go” Shubhangi thought as she was ushered into the family kitchen. Shubhangi sat down as Ramesh poured her a glass of wine and retreated to the living room leaving them alone in the kitchen. Shubhangi’s cousin sister, Meera, sat to her left with Richa to her right. Shubhangi could feel the tension between them as well as see the icy stares that crossed her line of sight.

 

“Richa seems to have it in her head that she doesn’t need to go to college” Meera said, firing the first volley as she stared coldly at her daughter. Richa gritted her teeth and turned ugly in a smouldering rage that Shubhangi had not seen before. Clearly this was a long and ugly argument that was taking its toll on both mother and daughter and was not likely to be resolved any time soon. Shubhangi suddenly felt a great deal of sympathy for both of them. Clearly this had become a bitter battle. Richa had lost sight of the fact that her mother’s position was based on concern and love for her, and Meera couldn’t see that Richa was almost an adult and had many paths to choose from in front of her and couldn’t be forced down one simply because her mother deemed it best.

 

“That is NOT what I said…what I said was that…I wanted some time to explore my options …learn outside of college…before I committed to a decision that I might regret…but clearly you were not listening to me…you never do…” Richa growled through clenched teeth.

 

“I’m your mother…and I’ll not be talked to rudely in front of your aunt or anyone else…” Meera returned her cheeks glowing with anger.

 

Richa’s eyes narrowed to glowering slits that burned hatred for her mother. “Fuck you then…” she spat and got up from the table hurriedly exited from the room as tears began to well in her eyes. Meera sat stunned as if she’d been slapped in the face. Shubhangi could see the disbelief turn to hurt as her wide eyes began to glisten with tears. After Richa had left Meera broke down completely and wept. Shubhangi moved to Meera, held Meera against her as she cried. They sat like that for several minutes until she finally retreated from Shubhangi’s embrace and sat slumped at the table.

 

Suddenly and without warning Meera began a cathartic soliloquy that seemed to pour out of her. “I just don’t know how to talk sense to her…it’s like she doesn’t hear me at all…she thinks she is going to run off…and become a famous photographer without any training…I’m so afraid of what might happen to her…if she leaves and tries to make it on her own this young… you know how stubborn she is…I keep picturing her on the streets…hungry and tired…not willing to come home…I only want the best for her…and she acts like I hate her…I hate being the bitch in this scenario…but she HAS to go to college…she needs to learn what life is like… she is too young to be off trying to make it on her own without more education…I’m sorry you’d to see this…but you do see that I’m right don’t you?”

 

Meera sat staring at Shubhangi waiting for her answer. The seconds of silence between them seemed like hours, and Shubhangi remembered Meera’s own post adolescent time frame when she was as stubborn and rebellious as Richa. It suddenly occurred to Shubhangi that perhaps Meera was trying to shield her daughter from the pain she found at that age, but was only succeeding in driving a wedge between herself and Richa.

 

Shubhangi took a sip of wine as she carefully considered her response to Meera whom she loved dearly. “I’m not sure what’s right or wrong…but I know you love Richa…and want the best for her...” Shubhangi said testing the waters carefully.

 

“What the hell does that mean? Are you saying you think she should do this? Is that it? You can’t even know what you’re talking about…you don’t have kids…” Meera raged channelling her anger at Shubhangi and standing up aggressively.

 

“I didn’t say that Meera…so before you start putting words in my mouth…why don’t you sit down…remember what you were like at that age…remember I was there…I remember the fights between you and your mom…you thought you were so high and mighty…and knew everything as I recall…you even ran away at 18 to became an actress…you’re not perfect…and 18 is a bitch of an age for a girl…we at least ought to be able to agree on that…for God shake and Richa’s sake…get a hold of yourself…she’s basically a good kid…she’s confused about her future…scared…and she needs her mother…don’t confuse her childhood with yours…I’m not saying…she’s right…and I certainly don’t condone her disrespect of you…she needs a good kick in the ass…for what she said just now…but the bigger issue is why she said it…she is frustrated…needs you…she needs you Meera…she always will…I can see you two are so mad at each other…you can’t see how much you need each other…so get over your damn self…I bet right now Richa is upstairs crying…regretting the last ten minutes of her life…you two love each other…but what has gotten into both of you…I’ll never fucking figure out…” Shubhangi shouted back. 

 

They both stared glowering at each other in silence until tears began to form in both of their eyes. Shubhangi reached out to Meera and hugged her, Meera hugged her back hard breaking down into cathartic sobs. Shubhangi held Meera for a minute or two until they both were under more control and sat down at the table again in an unspoken mutual apology.

 

“Shubhangi…I’m sorry…it’s been a long few week with Richa…she’s so young…I’m so afraid for her…” Meera said with glistening eyes.

 

“She’s not that young anymore…she’s 18…desperately wanting to try to make it on her own… does she really not want to go to college…or is she really just trying to rebel from you and Ramesh?” Shubhangi asked.

 

“I honestly don’t know…we’ve not been talking as much as we’ve been screaming…” Meera replied honestly.

 

“Why don’t you let me talk to her.” Shubhangi suggested.

 

“Okay…but she’s not easy to talk to when she gets something in her head…she’s so damn stubborn…” Meera replied.

 

“Sounds familiar…” Shubhangi said with a smile, and for the first time since she arrived Meera grinned genuinely.

 

“I suppose so…” Meera said.

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Richa’s bedroom was at the end of the hall upstairs. Shubhangi climbed the carpeted stairway and followed the wide hall down to her door. She knocked gently and didn’t wait for a response before gently opening the door and saying “Hey kid it’s me…got a minute for your Aunt…”

 

Shubhangi peered into the room, Richa was sitting Indian style on her bed with a large pillow held in front of her. She was hugging it to her body and tears streaked her face.

 

“Hey kiddo…” Shubhangi said entering the room and closing the door behind her gently.

 

“Rough night?” Shubhangi asked.

 

“Yeah…you could say that…I’m sorry…I said that in front of you… but I just sorta snapped… she doesn’t understand at all…” Richa said as new tears formed on the corners of her eyes.

 

“Don’t worry about it kiddo…I’ve heard the F-word once or twice before…but I think it hurt your mom’s feelings…” Shubhangi smiled at Richa gently and sat on the edge of her bed.

 

“Well my feelings are hurt too…she’s being totally unreasonable…she doesn’t understand… what I want…it feels like she doesn’t care about what I want…this is my life… not hers…she seems to want to live it for me…I’m so tires of her bullshit…” Richa ranted and Shubhangi let her vent the frustration she was feeling until it was all out of her.

 

“Well I suppose no mother ever really understands…but believe me…your mother has been there…” Shubhangi said, Richa stared at Shubhangi with the unspoken question she’d put in front of Richa hanging like bait for a trap. Shubhangi waited in silence, their eyes locked, as Richa decided if she wanted to talk this out or just go on being mad. Eventually curiosity or reason got the best of her.

 

“What do you mean?” Richa asked tentatively.

 

“Well your mother was once your age…and your grandmother was a lot like your mother is now…” Shubhangi began.

 

“Oh…and I suppose I’m a lot like she was then right?” Richa spat at Shubhangi convinced she saw where Shubhangi was going.

 

“Oh…no…you’re a saint compared to what your mother was like…you’ve no idea the hell she put our family through…” Shubhangi said. Richa stared open mouthed at Shubhangi trying to wrap her mind around the fact that her mother could have ever done anything remotely interesting or “wrong”.

 

“Yeah right…what did she do when she was my age? Get a B on her report card?” Richa asked viciously.

 

“Well it was a little more serious than that…but if you want to go on being a spoiled smart ass …I can leave now…” Shubhangi said, her own temper flaring a bit.

 

“I’m sorry…I don’t mean to take it out on you…but it’s kind of hard to believe…that Mom was anything like me…when she was young…” Richa brooded for a minute and finally said.

 

“Well she wasn’t anything like you…really…she was a whole lot worse…she was headstrong …impossible to talk to…out of control…convinced she knew everything…and made a lot of bad choices…” Shubhangi said.

 

Richa stared at Shubhangi agape as she continued. “Your mother met a guy when she was your age…actually she was a year or two younger when they met…and the trouble started…he was a few years older than her…she was convinced they were in love…she almost failed out of her last year of high college…your grandmother tried to put a stop to it…but it only drove your mother farther away…when she was 18…she ran away with that guy…I saw your grandmother crying every night…I think your mother finally realized that she was in deep trouble…when the guy tried to sell her to a brothel…she ran away and was rescued by the security officer…we drove all day and finally got her home…she was too thin and had a distant look in her eyes…like someone who has seen some unspeakable things…I think that night she finally grew up a little …got out of life she was leading…she cleaned up…sobered up and got an education… eventually she met your father…and built a wonderful life for herself complete with a wonderful daughter...so you see Richa…if your mom gives you a little bit of hard time…or seems a little strict with you…it’s not because…she doesn’t understand…it’s because…she understands a little more than most people ever will…it’s up to you kid…but you may want to cut her some slack…” 

 

Richa looked at Shubhangi dumbfounded. It was like a mask was peeled off Richa’s face taking a layer of childhood innocence with it. It physically hurt Shubhangi to see Richa transformation of understanding, but sometimes understanding is the first step toward growing up as much as it sucks to watch.

 

Before Richa could ask Shubhangi a question there was a light knock at the door, Meera came into the room tentatively as if Richa might throw something at her at any moment. Meera looked at them sitting on the bed and said “Everything ok in here?”

 

Both Shubhangi and Richa nodded. “Just having girl chat.” Shubhangi said afraid of what Richa might reveal about what she’d just told her.

 

“Well I’m going to bed…just wanted to say goodnight…it’s been a long day…” Meera said beginning to retreat from the room not knowing what else to say, the tension she felt was palpable.

 

Shubhangi nudged Richa as Meera turned away from them and finally Richa spoke “Uh Mom …” she began.

 

Meera turned back to her daughter. “Yes Richa…”

 

“Um… I’m sorry for what I said to you downstairs…I didn’t mean it…I was angry and well I’m sorry...” Richa said. Meera stood there for a moment staring at her daughter. Richa fidgeted uncomfortably not knowing if her apology would result in another fight or if her mother would let her transgression go.

 

The answer was self-evident as tears welled in Meera’s eyes and she sobbed “I’m sorry too honey…I’m just scared for you…I only want the best for you…” Richa’s tears came back as well as the two moved together and hugged each other fiercely. Shubhangi slipped quietly from the room as she was beginning to feel like a voyeur of raw emotion. Shubhangi went to her room as mother and daughter found each other again and hopefully began to rebuild their relationship.

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That night Shubhangi talked to Shakti briefly on the phone before retiring. She was irritated, he technically had two more days to get her his fantasy, she would not be home before midnight on Sunday so he would miss the deadline. They spoke cordially about nothing and after giving him ample opportunity to reveal his fantasy to her, they hung up awkwardly. “Son of a Bitch” Shubhangi thought, she looked forward to getting his letter every day of this month and she was surprised at how disappointed she was. Shubhangi herself had fantasized a thousand things and was enjoying the torment her imagination was putting her through, knowing that it would all end by the end of the month. Now it appears she would be disappointed.

 

Shubhangi began to get ready for bed and suddenly realized she’d left her toiletry case at home in her haste to get on the road. “Fuck” she thought as she stood in the middle of the room in nothing but her panties. Her toiletry bag had her toothbrush and other toiletries that could easily be replaced, but not her clean underwear, socks, and her pyjamas. She quickly threw on her blouse, sans bra, and her work slacks that she’d worn on the trip and went in search of Meera.

 

Shubhangi knocked lightly at Meera’s door which was adjacent to her, Meera opened it a crack. Shubhangi immediately noticed the scent of jasmine and the soft glow of candlelight that backlit her silhouette, it didn’t take a rocket scientist to realize she’d interrupted a romantic moment between husband and wife. Shubhangi face went crimson and she stammered “Sorry… just wanted to know if you’d an extra toothbrush…I forgot mine…forget it…I’ll see you in the morning…”

 

Shubhangi started back down the hallway feeling like an ass. Meera followed Shubhangi pulling the door closed behind her. Meera was in a skimpy nightgown that left little to the imagination. Her breasts were full and her nipples were obviously erect through the sheer nightgown. Meera caught Shubhangi’s arm in her hand and said “Don’t worry about it…I’ve an extra toothbrush…”

 

Shubhangi followed Meera’s thong covered ass to the guest bathroom where she opened a cupboard and handed Shubhangi a toothbrush, soap, shampoo and other assorted toiletries. Meera was smiling at Shubhangi’s still red face.

 

“Hey…thanks for everything with Richa…it’s just that…me and Ramesh have not been doing so great in bed…since we started fighting with Richa…I think we were just making up…” Meera said.  

 

“Well I’m glad…you’ve something to make up to…now go back to your husband…and make up for an hour or two…” Shubhangi said grinning.

 

“I think I just might…me and Richa talked it out tonight for the first time in a while…I think we’re going to be okay even if we agree to disagree…” Meera said.

 

“Good…she’s a great kid…and you two are great parents…” Shubhangi replied.

 

“Thanks…sleep well…I won’t be for a while…” Meera said grinning right back at Shubhangi as Shubhangi watched Meera scamper down the hall to her bedroom and certain sex. Shubhangi went back to her room feeling very happy that she’d done a good thing for Meera and Richa tonight, but also a little lonely knowing that she didn’t have the option to get laid that Meera did. Shubhangi sighed and realized that in her embarrassment she’d forgot to tell Meera about her wardrobe problem. There was no way in hell Shubhangi was going to interrupt Meera again so she sighed, stripped naked and climbed into the queen-sized bed. Shubhangi lay in the dark awhile listening to the sound of the silence that she’s not used to in Chicago. Slowly another sound began to invade her peacefulness. Shubhangi froze not breathing as the grunts of sex invaded her room. “Oh shit” Shubhangi thought giggling to herself as she listened to her cousin sister and her husband’s urgent pants.

 

“Mmm…yes…Mmm…yeah…like that baby…” Meera moaned louder now obviously not realizing the guest room was an echo chamber for their lust.

 

“Take my cock…take it all baby…” Shubhangi heard Ramesh’s lust filled voice.

 

Shubhangi found herself listening harder despite knowing it was wrong and her mind flashed immediately on her voyeuristic moment with her neighbour. Unconsciously she found her hand on her own pussy, gently massaging herself as she listened to them.

 

SMACK. Shubhangi shuddered at the force of the sound of what she assumed was Ramesh’s hand on Meera’s ass, followed by “Yes…spank me baby…”

 

Shubhangi own fingers worked her pussy, she was wet and couldn’t deny that masturbating to the sound of Meera getting fucked was totally making her hot.

 

SMACK. Harder this time, Shubhangi could hear Meera cry out her pleasure and pain. Shubhangi imagined the bright red hand print on her tight buttocks as Ramesh buried himself in her doggie style. “Uh my GOD…” Meera cried as orgasm racked her body, Shubhangi’s own fingers working back and forth across her swollen clit in a blinding fury of lust.

 

“Yes…” Shubhangi heard Ramesh echo his wife. Shubhangi imagined his balls contracting as he squirted in Meera’s pussy that was throbbing with orgasm. Shubhangi own pussy contracted squeezing her index finger that was buried inside her burning cunt. Shubhangi bit her lip to avoid crying out her own passion and betraying her secretive orgasm and a river of womanly juice squirted from her burning sex coating her thighs. Shubhangi’s head swam in post orgasmic bliss as the sounds of Meera and Ramesh resolved themselves to soft moans and then whispers that eventually were lost in sleep. Shubhangi was brought back sharply awake as she realized the mess, she’d made on herself. She silently stood up and turned on the bedside lamp. Shubhangi’s thighs were lightly glazed with the evidence of her masturbation. She needed a towel. Nervousness hit her like a teenager caught smoking. Shubhangi silently crept to the bathroom across the hall.

 

Shubhangi was completely conscious of her own nudity and listened tentatively for any sound. She locked the bathroom door and flicked on the light, she slowly turned on the faucet as quietly as possible and used a wash cloth to clean herself up. Shubhangi found the towel Meera had laid out for her and wrapped it around herself. She turned off the light and slowly opened the door and stepped into the hallway. Shubhangi was blind after the bright lights of the bathroom and she began her quick dash across the hall to her bedroom when she collided with Richa who was standing just outside the door apparently waiting for Shubhangi to finish.

 

Richa tried to catch Shubhangi and succeeded only in de-towelling her as Shubhangi tripped over her leg and sprawled into the hallway. Richa turned on the light just as Shubhangi turned toward the bathroom. “Aunt Shu…are you…” Richa words died at the sight of her aunt laying naked in her hallway.

 

Shubhangi stood up quickly taking the towel from Richa and wrapping it around her. “I’m fine…” Shubhangi said her face burning for the second time in as many hours.

 

“What in the hell were you doing?” Richa asked trying hard not to laugh. Shubhangi took Richa by the hand and led Richa into her bedroom afraid Richa would wake up her parents. Richa sat in the chair across the room and crossed her legs and leaned back looking at Shubhangi with an amused look.

 

“I forgot my bag back at home…didn’t have any PJ’s… so I decided not to bother your mom until morning…I’d to use the bathroom…so I ran across the hall naked…I thought everyone was asleep...” Shubhangi blurted out.

 

“Well you’re lucky it was me…not Dad who caught you…he would have a heart attack…” Richa said laughing at Shubhangi.

 

“Well I don’t feel really lucky right now…what are you doing up anyway?” Shubhangi said also beginning to see the humour of her situation.

 

“Well if you must know…I got woken up by the sex-fest going on next door…you couldn’t have missed that…so before I threw up at the thought of it…I decided to go down and get a soda…and use the bathroom…I think they are done.” Richa said laughing harder still.

 

“Yeah…your parents might want to invest in thicker walls…” Shubhangi said.

 

“Totally…” Richa replied honestly.

 

“So how did it go tonight with your mom?” Shubhangi asked happy to steer the conversation toward safer waters.

 

“Okay…we’re going to talk tomorrow…I think she is coming around…do you mind if I ask you something…and if you want to say no, it’s fine…no pressure okay?” Richa said.

 

“Sure kid…what is it?” Shubhangi asked curious but also apprehensive.

 

“If mom does come around would it be alright if I stayed with you for a while if I can find a job in Chicago?” Richa asked while nervously biting her bottom lip.

 

Shubhangi took a deep breath and thought about it for a minute before answering. “Well first your mom would have to be 100% okay with the idea…you and I would have to come to some understandings of ground rules…you would have to have a job…not just be coming in the city to leave here…but if all of that was true…then yes it’s a possibility…”

 

Richa turned absolutely radiant with joy. Her smile lit up the dim room and the happiness was overflowing. She ran to Shubhangi and hugged her hard saying “Thank you so much…it’s going to be so great…” Richa continued to hug Shubhangi, Shubhangi prayed she was not overstepping her bounds.

 

“Hold on young lady…you don’t have a job yet…as I recall you still had some fence mending to do with your mother…” Shubhangi began.

 

Richa separated from Shubhangi still grinning, not with happiness, but with a twinkle of mischief in her eyes. “Well actually…I sent my portfolio off to an agency last month…they offered me an internship as an assistant photographer…for the summer with the possibility of a job afterwards…” Richa said pulling a letter that was tucked in her pocket.

 

Sure, enough Richa had been accepted into a work study program in Chicago for photography. “Damn she is sneaky” Shubhangi thought feeling like the world’s biggest idiot for being manipulated so easily. Not that Shubhangi would mind if Richa came, but Shubhangi was worried that Meera might not quite be ready for this.

 

“And your mother?” Shubhangi asked.

 

“Well we talked tonight…she did say that if I was lucky enough to get a job in Chicago…could talk you into looking out for me…that she would consider it…” Richa said grinning like the devil.

 

“And you failed to mention that you already had a job lined up huh…” Shubhangi said sarcastically, but also impressed at Richa’s ability to pursue what she wanted.

 

“Well you only once told me to solve a problem take it one step at a time…I didn’t figure she could swallow the whole pie at once…so I figured…I better feed it to her in bite sized pieces…” Richa replied.

 

“Well I just hope you’re as good at photography as you’re at being sneaky…” Shubhangi said and meant it.

 

Richa looked hurt for a minute but then resolve hardened her face and she replied “I’m better at photography…”

 

“Very well young lady…when do you join me in Chicago?” Shubhangi asked.

 

Richa face brightened again, and she replied “Next month.” Richa turned to leave the bedroom and looked back once at Shubhangi still clutching the towel and smiled as she asked “Do you walk around naked at your house too?” And then she was gone in a fit of giggles.

 

“Not anymore…” Shubhangi thought.

[Blackdick11]

At last she was successful in resolving the issue between mother and daughter.
Hope to see her action soon....

[reema4uhoney]

Chapter- 8 Family Affair

 

The next morning, Shubhangi woke up with beams of yellow sunlight flickering across her naked body, she stretched and yawned as she climbed out of a wonderful dream that she couldn’t quite recall. Shubhangi smiled as she looked down at her own nakedness and remembered the masturbation session the night before. She stretched again and felt the familiar tingle across her back and tummy. ‘God I’m horny.’ She thought as she got up, put on a pair of shorts without underwear and a T-shirt that she’d found in the back of her suitcase from a trip the previous year. She’d no bra, but she was confident the problem could be solved on a Saturday morning with a trip to the mall. She was sure that even this far south they had malls.

 

Shubhangi came down the stairs to the pleasant smell of coffee. Meera and Ramesh were sitting at the kitchen table in robes reading the paper, Richa was still in bed.

 

“Morning” Shubhangi said greeting them as they looked up.

 

“Sleep well?” Meera sister asked.

 

“Like a baby…” Shubhangi said. Ramesh poured Shubhangi a cup of coffee and left the two of them at the table for some sister time and retired with his paper to the den.

 

“Shubhangi thanks for the help with Richa last night…sorry for being busy when you knocked…” Meera said in a whisper.

 

“No problem…but you may want to invest in some sound proofing for your bedroom…” Shubhangi said needling Meera.

 

“Oh God…I’m so sorry…hope it wasn’t too bad…” Meera said very embarrassed.

 

“Sounded like good wholesome married fun…” Shubhangi laughed and said.

 

“Yeah…that’s why we put Richa’s room down the hall…” Meera said still blushing.

 

“Well not far enough apparently…she stopped by my room on the way back to hers after your fireworks were over…she said she couldn’t stand to hear or even think about her parents ‘doing it’” Shubhangi said giggling and really enjoying her cousin sister Meera’s discomfort.

“Of fuck me…she heard?” Meera asked.

 

“Well she heard someone fucking you sis…” Shubhangi said still grinning.

 

Meera was mortified and Shubhangi decided it was time to let her off the hook. “Don’t worry about it…I’, sure she knows she was not conceived immaculately…”

 

“Yeah…but ewwwww…remember when we sometime heard our parents…” Meera said.

 

“Yeah…icky but part of life…” Shubhangi replied.

 

Meera chuckled and said “Yeah I guess so…maybe she should move out so we can be as loud as we want…”

 

“Well speaking of which…I hear you told her…she could come to Chicago…if I agreed to put her up…and she found a job in photography.” Shubhangi said.

 

“Well I don’t know if ‘agreed to’ is the right way to say it…but we did discuss the possibility… she said she would go to college next year…if she’d up until July 1 to find a paying job in Chicago…I figured what the hell…what are the chances of that anyway? So…I agreed.” Meera said still not grasping her error.

 

“Well what if she does it?” Shubhangi asked tentatively.

 

“Well I guess then it’s really up to you…but I don’t see it happening…” Meera still naively replied.

 

Shubhangi stared at Meera not saying a word. Meera stared back and then looked at Shubhangi with confused eyes.

 

“What?” Meera asked just as realization dawned on her.

 

“You’re Kidding? She already has a job lined up doesn’t she?” Meera said now understanding.

 

“Oh…it gets better…it’s a paid internship in photography…at a fairly well-respected agency… and just to that…your little scheming daughter got me to agree...that if you agreed…she got a job…that she could live with me for a while…cheer up sis…she has really thought this through…”  Shubhangi nodded and said, trying to take as much sting out of it as possible.

 

Meera looked as if Shubhangi had punched her in the stomach. “So now either she goes…or I renege on a promise… and am the mother of all bitches for life…those are my choices, right?” Meera said still stunned.

 

“Appears so…” Shubhangi replied sipping her coffee.

 

Meera sat brooding for a minute and neither of them spoke. Meera got up and went to a drawer in the kitchen and extracted two cigarettes and lit them both passing one to Shubhangi, Shubhangi took it even though she rarely smokes.

 

As Meera blew smoke out over the table and nervously flicked ashes into a saucer that was now a makeshift ash tray, she said “Well I pray you make sure nothing happens to her…”

 

“I wouldn’t wish that on anyone sis…something should happen to everyone…” Shubhangi took a drag on my cigarette and said.

 

************* *

 

Shubhangi spent the rest of the morning and early afternoon lying out on the back deck reading a book and drinking ice tea with Meera and Richa. Shubhangi explained her mishap of not having undies to Meera, Meera said she would run into town and get some for her. In the mean time they were not going anywhere and it was just them so they were in no real hurry.

 

Richa loan Shubhangi a bikini top so she could catch rays, but it was a little tight on Shubhangi and gave her a little too much cleavage. Ramesh came out with Margaritas around 2pm and served them with more than a casual interest in Shubhangi’s chest.

 

“Where’s mine?” Richa asked when Ramesh handed Meera and Shubhangi their drinks.

 

“Well young lady…you’re only 18…” Ramesh replied.

 

“Ramesh…let her have one…I’m sure she’ll have one in Chicago…so she might as well learn how much is too much here rather than there…” Meera said.

 

Silence blanketed the deck as Ramesh, Richa and Shubhangi all stared at Meera.

 

“You mean it mom?” Richa asked incredulously.

 

“Sure…it’s just a Margarita…” Meera replied.

 

“No about Chicago?” Richa asked.

 

“Yes…but if I hear one word of you…getting out of line with Aunt Shubhangi…I’ll personally come up there…and drag your ass back here…are we clear on that?” Meera turned to her daughter Richa and said.

 

“Thank you, mom…I won’t disappoint you…” Richa nodded enthusiastically and said.

 

“Ramesh why don’t you go…make a pitcher of Margaritas…join us out here…Richa is going to leave home next month…I think we should celebrate her new career…” Meera said, Ramesh did just that and they all got a little giddy and drunk and had a hell of a good time. More than once Shubhangi caught Ramesh staring at her tits, at first Shubhangi was very uncomfortable, but after the warmth of a few drinks she found it amusing. Shubhangi wondered if Meera would find it so amusing.

 

Ramesh went inside to refill the pitcher around 3pm, Shubhangi was enjoying the hottest rays of the day on a lounge chair between her cousin sister and niece. As soon as the door closed, Meera leaned toward Shubhangi and said “So do you think Ramesh likes your tits or is admiring your expert bikini wearing skills…”

 

“MOM!” Richa said stunned.

 

“Well he sure is staring…” Meera was giddy from the alcohol and giggling.

 

Shubhangi was now feeling really self-conscious, but also very flattered. Richa was stunned that her mother had used the word ‘tits’.

 

“Well Aunt Shubhangi is awful big for my bikini…guess you can’t blame a dog from licking his chops around a steak dinner…” Richa said getting into the act.

 

“Stop it you two…Ramesh will be back any minute…” Shubhangi said hoping to put an end to the banter.

 

Meera was not done with Shubhangi yet and said “Why don’t you take it off before he comes back…really freak him out…remember swimming classes…”

 

Shubhangi was really blushing now, when she was 15, she went to a pool party and dove into the deep end to show off her diving skills only to lose her bikini top as she hit the water. Shubhangi ran into the house to mortifying whistles and cheers from her college friends, Shubhangi was too embarrassed to ever talk to them after that, but she never forgot the feeling of running topless into the house. When she was younger, she sometimes masturbated to that image that she held in her mind of what she must have looked like.

 

Richa was rolling with laughter as Meera retold the story to her.

 

“Sorry…my flashing days are over…if you want to thrill Ramesh…you’re on your own…but then again…I think you might have over-stimulated him last night…” Shubhangi said to Meera.

 

Richa burst out in a new fit of laughter as it was Meera’s turn to blush crimson.

 

“Yeah mom…I thought I was too old to be spanked…but I guess you’re never too old…” Richa said jabbing the knife into her mother a little deeper.

 

“Fuck off both of you…” Meera said in a joking tone. “We’re supposed to be making fun of Ramesh not each other…don’t you know that’s what we do when the guy leaves?” Meera said in mock exasperation.

 

Ramesh returned with the pitcher of drinks to hear only the last sentence of their conversation. “So…making fun of me?” he asked with mock hurt in his slightly slurred good-natured voice.

 

Shubhangi, Meera and Richa giggled together like they were kids. Meera was the first to speak, “No…just having girl talk…besides you’re way too easy of a target today…just try to keep your tongue off the floor with us…hot babes out here sunbathing…”

 

“I’ll try…” Ramesh said in slightly exasperated voice.

 

As the third pitcher of drinks appeared as the sun set and Ramesh lit the grill, Shubhangi knew she was not getting underwear this night but she really didn’t care. The temperature began to drop as spring days do in the mid-west and Meera loaned Shubhangi a pair of sweats to go over her shorts and bikini top. They ate hotdogs on the deck and talked until around 9pm when the chill turned to cold. They were all still feeling very loose and happy from the booze, but not yet drunk as they’d paced themselves and eaten a meal.

 

“Turn on the hot tub for later…” Meera called to Ramesh as he cleaned up the grill dishes as they loaded the dishwasher.

 

“Sure…” Ramesh replied with care and love in his voice. Shubhangi was suddenly hit with an almost painful longing for Shakti, she missed him and was hurt that he was going to miss their deadline.

 

“What’s wrong Shubhangi?” Meera have noticed Shubhangi face and asked.

 

“Nothing…it’s just…I was expecting something from Shakti this week…it hasn’t come yet…I guess I’m just a little disappointed…” Shubhangi smiled and put on her ‘happy face’ and said.

 

Richa overheard them and said “Oh shit I forgot…Aunt Shu…I’m sorry…the FedEx guy came today with a package for you…but you were outside…I put it on your bed…forgot to tell you…”

 

Shubhangi was stunned, she ran to the guest bedroom and picked up the FedEx package that lay on her pillow. It was from Shakti. It was a letter pack that was sealed, Shubhangi was both horrified at its appearance in Meera’s home and relieved that Shakti had not forgotten about the game.

 

Shubhangi turned the package over in her hands and was about to tear it open when Richa came through the door. “What is it?” Richa asked.

 

Shubhangi looked at Richa, smiled and realized that this could wait. It was here. That was the important thing. Besides, Shubhangi was too drunk to be thinking about whatever was written inside, she would open it in the morning.

 

“Nothing Richa…Just a letter I need…it’s not important tonight…” Shubhangi said as she slipped the package into her luggage and went back downstairs to enjoy the evening.

 

They walked downstairs together after each taking a minute to use the bathroom. Ramesh and Meera were blending another pitcher of Margaritas and pouring them into tall glasses rimmed with salt. Richa was obviously a little drunk, but not out of control. She took her glass and asked if these glasses meant what she thought they did. Shubhangi was a bit confused until Ramesh flicked a finger on the bottom of his glass to make not the plinking sound that glass makes but the softer thud of a finger hitting plastic. “Hot tub glasses” he said grinning.

 

They returned to the deck where steam billowed out of the hot tub into crisp night air. Richa stripped out of her sweats to reveal her bikini underneath as did Meera and Ramesh. They began climbing one by one into the hot tub, Shubhangi could not help but notice Ramesh’s tight body as it was revealed to her. ‘Lucky girl my sister.’ Shubhangi thought as her mind flashed on the image that last night sounds brought to her mind. Richa was as stunning as only an 18-year-old in a bikini can be, and Meera looked very sexy as well as an older more mature version of Richa. Shubhangi stripped off her sweat suit and slid into the tub between Richa and Meera. Shubhangi’s shorts were baggy and heavy as they got wet, but Richa’s bottoms were too tight for her, and Meera didn’t have an extra swim suit. They were all enjoying the moment drinking cold drinks and enjoying the hot steamy water.

 

“Tell me Richa…you really want to be a photographer…not just using this as an excuse to chase city boys…are you…” Meera bantered to her daughter.

 

Shubhangi was afraid this might touch a nerve with Richa, but Richa didn’t bat an eye before saying “Nah…I figure…I can get laid here or there just as easy…but it would be nice to have a career too…”

 

Ramesh laughed, and after a minute so did Meera. “I suppose I deserved that.” She said.

 

“Speaking of getting laid…how is Shakti?” Meera asked Shubhangi. Shubhangi almost choked on her drink thinking of the letter waiting for her upstairs.

 

“He’s good…treats me like a princess/ love slave…” Shubhangi replied.

 

“Oh ‘love slave’? Do tell…” Ramesh entered the conversation.

 

“Yeah does he spank you?” Richa asked.

 

Now it was Ramesh’s turn to choke not being privy to their conversation earlier. “Relax hon… apparently our walls are not thick enough…” Meera said to her husband.

 

Ramesh’s face was not burning in the moonlight and the three women in the hot tub giggled like collegegirls that only one of them was.

 

“Sorry…” was all Ramesh could muster.

 

They were all laughing now except for Ramesh.

 

“Don’t look so freaked out…Dad…it’s not like I thought I was hatched…you’re just a guy… you can’t help it…” Richa said.

 

They all laughed again at that comment.

 

“So…when did you become so worldly-wise young lady?” Ramesh asked truly astonished at the turn of events of the last few hours.

 

“I dunno…when I met Robert last year…I guess…” Richa said grinning at the innuendo at the loss of her virginity.

 

Shubhangi pinched Richa under the water as a gentle reminder that she might be sharing too much too soon. Richa jolted, but got the message, she excused herself to go to the bathroom and stood up in the hot water as steam billowed off her gorgeous skin in the moonlight. Richa stretched and climbed out of the tub and pranced across the deck and into the house.

 

“Damn…she’s grown up…” Ramesh said.

 

“Yeah…and she is so damn beautiful…it’s scary…” Shubhangi said.

 

“She gets that from my side of the family…” Meera said jokingly.

 

Ramesh laughed and said “She does bear a striking resemblance to you…and your sister too…”

 

“Do you mean Shubhangi’s tits…you’ve been staring at them all day…” Meera joked at her husband.

 

Ramesh blushed right along with Shubhangi as he stammered “I er…don’t know what you mean…”

 

“Ramesh…I’m not an idiot…nor am I so insecure that I freak out…because you notice a nice pair of boobs…just as long as you still like mine…” Meera said and flashed Ramesh by pulling up her bikini top.

 

Meera leaned in and kissed Ramesh on the mouth as if to say ‘It’s all good’ Ramesh kissed her back deeply, and Shubhangi began to feel a little like a third wheel.

 

Richa came bounding out of the house with yet another pitcher of booze and giggled as she caught her mother half out of her swimsuit making out with her dad. “Jeez you two…get a room…is the hot tub now going clothing optional?” Richa asked giggling as she slid in next to Shubhangi and refilled her drink.

 

Meera turned to Richa and threw her top at Richa jokingly. “My house…my rules…and as I recall…you aren’t living in it next month…so we can go butt-naked if we want…” Meera said and punctuated the statement by slipping out of her bottoms under the foaming water and flipping them across the deck. Meera then slid under the foam and after some struggling came up with Ramesh’s shorts and tossed them across the deck with hers. “See we’re not such lame parents as you thought…we’re naked hot-tubbing just like the movie stars…” Meera said giggling in a drunken voice.

 

“Mom…you’re so cool…it’s so gutsy to get naked with your husband and sister…” Richa said in a sarcastic tone that was also slurred and good natured.

 

“Put your suit where your mouth is then…little miss-I’m-all-grown-up-now…and not shy anymore…” Meera dared her daughter.

 

Richa laughed nervously and said “No way…I think I’ll keep my suit on…”

 

“Suit yourself…but I thought you were so confident…sure of yourself…now that you’re ready for Chicago…” Meera said as she reclined in the water her breasts floating above the surface.

Meera was testing her daughter knowing that she really was rather shy. Shubhangi suspected part of it was the alcohol, but also part was returning the favour of Richa tricking her into agreeing to the “Chicago plan” as it was becoming known as. Now Meera was trapping Richa in much the same way she’d been trapped: with words.

 

Shubhangi also noticed that Ramesh was awfully quiet all of the sudden, Shubhangi suspected Meera’s hands were busy under the frothy water. His foot was near Shubhangi’s, and occasionally his leg would touch her under the water. His muscles were tensed and jumpy as if he were straining to control himself. This was getting crazier by the second.

 

“I’ll if Aunt Shu will…” Richa stammered trying to use Shubhangi as a shield. Shubhangi stared at Richa as Richa looked at her with pleading eyes. Shubhangi didn’t like being put in the middle for the second time in two days, Shubhangi thought it might be time for Richa to learn a lesson about manipulation. Without blinking or hesitation, Shubhangi boldly stood up so that she was completely out of the water except for her calves and feet. Shubhangi stripped off her top and let her tits fall free in the cool night air. Ramesh’s mouth went wide as did Richa’s. Meera smiled knowing Shubhangi would not back down from a challenge like this.

 

Shubhangi handed Richa her bikini top, then slide the shorts that were full of water and baggy down her thighs and stepped out of them. Shubhangi handed them to Richa as well, then sat slowly back into the hot inviting water.

 

“Mmm…that’s much better…I love being naked…” Shubhangi said,

 

All eyes now turned to Richa. “Well young lady looks like someone just called your bluff…” Meera said with her eyes twinkling. Richa didn’t smile, but nervously fidgeted next to Shubhangi wondering how to get out of this predicament she was in. Knowing how skilled she could be at worming her way into and out of situations, Shubhangi decided to help her along a bit.

 

“Here let me help you Richa…” Shubhangi said and deftly pulled the strings between Richa’s breasts releasing the bikini cups. Richa’s top flew apart revealing her young supple breasts and pert tight nipples. Richa hands flew to her breasts as Shubhangi’s other hand moved to Richa’s hip to snatch the string that held up her bottoms. Meera quickly made the assist on the other side, Richa lost her balance slightly at the awkward grab she made to cover her breasts and slid forward on the seat under the water. It was not much, but enough that Shubhangi pulled Richa’s bottoms free from under her. Meera now had Richa’s top and they simultaneously winged both of them across the deck laughing wildly. Richa sank as deeply in the hot tub as she could clutching her hands over her tits as Meera and Shubhangi laughed at her. Ramesh was sitting across from them amused at the game but not participating.

 

“Not feeling so sure of yourself now Richa?” Shubhangi asked as she leaned back in the water without modesty next across from Meera who mimicked her position. Ramesh must have been stunned too deeply to speak as he just gawked at them. Shubhangi suspected Meera’s hand returned to his lap as he jerked slightly and then settled back into the water.

 

“You guys suck…but the water does feel nice without a suit…” Richa shouted at them but hiding a grin as well. After another 15 minutes they were finished drinking and ready to call it a night. Meera took Ramesh by the hand and stood up and led him out of the hot tub first. He was a little shy about standing completely up, but when he did, God he had a huge cock. It was 8 inches long and not hard. Shubhangi could not help but stare.

 

“Now look whose ogling…” Meera laughed as she and Ramesh stepped out of the tub, followed each other in the house.

 

“Ready to get out?” Shubhangi asked Richa.

 

“Not yet…it’s probably going to get noisy again…I’m enjoying the water…” Richa replied.

Shubhangi sat across from Richa for another few minutes and then they both hopped out and collected their soaked clothes and went in for the night. Richa went to the first-floor bathroom and returned with two towels. Neither of them was ready to go upstairs so they sat on the couch wrapped in towels. Shubhangi could not help but notice Richa’s sexy legs, long and firm, her tight waist and flat stomach topped with perfectly formed 32C tits. When they guessed that Meera and Ramesh were done they both went upstairs and to their respective rooms. Shubhangi wondered what Richa thought of the day. She knew it would be a day that Richa would remember as a turning point in her life, and wondered in 10 years how she would remember this experience. Shubhangi also wondered what was in store for her over the next several months with Richa as a house-mate. Shubhangi guess her and Shakti would be playing their game at their new house.

 

Shit the game. The letter! Shubhangi remembered, tore open her suitcase. She planned to wait until morning to read his letter, but being naked, drunk, and seeing Ramesh cock made her too excited to wait. Shubhangi tore open the package and inside was a familiar blue envelope with her name inscribed on the front. Shubhangi tore it open and read:

 

“Shubhangi,

I bet you thought I forgot about our game…you should know better…but I thought I would let you sweat it out…I’ve been thinking of something extra special…since our last encounter…I can’t get the image of you…out of my mind with your mouth full of me in the shower…you looked so hot with a mouth full of my cum…I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did…I know from experience how much you like to feel a man cum in/on you….so for my next fantasy…I think…I want to see you get a cum shower…check your email to see what I mean…hope this turns you on as much as me.

I love you.

Shakti”

 

Shubhangi reread the note as she started her laptop. She’d heard of golden showers, but cum showers? Shubhangi suspected she knew what he was getting at, but looked to her email to confirm it. Shubhangi logged into the internet using the port in her room. There was a note from Shakti delivered this morning with a link in it. Shubhangi clicked and a browser window opened. After two minutes a movie began playing.

 

It started with a blond woman on her knees giving head alternatively to four guys. Each had a huge cock and jacked off around the woman when their cocks were not in her mouth. After a few seconds of this the first man erupted onto the woman’s cheek covering her face in white man seed. He was quickly followed by the second, third, and fourth man each emptying their balls onto her. She opened her mouth widely to take their obscene loads. When they finished the camera panned into the woman’s face up close to leave no doubt about how much they had defiled her. She was literally gargling with cum. And then she closed her mouth and swallowed showing the camera her now empty mouth. She smiled and said “Mmmmmm” before the scene ended.

 

Shubhangi was breathing fast as she stared blankly at the now black screen. “God” she thought not knowing how to feel right now. But one thing was certain. She was horny as hell. Shubhangi turned off the computer and fell into bed, she was asleep ten seconds later and dreaming of Shakti’s big balls emptying into her mouth and pussy.

 

This was going to be the craziest fantasy yet.

[Blackdick11]

Great update!!!!!
I have to say that your way of narration is fantastic. I'm really impressed with how you're telling this story. No doubt that it's getting more and more interesting and erotic as it progresses.

Of course, the next update is going to be the craziest and wildest one yet. I'm super excited and curious to know what happens next! and to see her cum-Princess avatar.

[Lovecraft]

Superb...!!!
Outstanding...!!!
Keep it up, man.

[Kamuk Insaan]

extremely excited about the upcoming update...It seems that Shivangi is about to experience her first-ever gangbang....In order to fulfill her fantasy of a cum shower, ,,,she may require a dozen black men, as one man would not be sufficient. I am curious to see how she'll handle all this.

[RJ668]

Excellent!!!
This story seems like a really interesting and sexy read.

[RJ668]

Awaiting the next update.

[reema4uhoney]

Chapter 09 Some Extra Fun

Shubhangi had a 4-hour drive home after leaving Meera’s house, and as nice as her trip was, she was glad to be heading home. Her head was pounding lightly from the Margaritas and hot tubbing the night before. Shubhangi took a long drink of her diet coke as she drove across miles of nothing that epitomized central Illinois. The day was warm and she was wearing a pair of comfy white cotton shorts, still without underwear, a light blue t-shirt without bra, and listening to classic rock while a warm breeze filled her car.

 

Now that Shubhangi had re-read Shakti’s latest little fantasy, her heart raced every time she thought of it. She watched the movie on the internet again before she left Meera’s house, and part of her was wondering was this getting out of control? But yet another part of her imagined herself on her knees taking those men, letting them cover her in cum, use her for no other purpose than for an instant of sexual gratification. Shubhangi felt sexual (powerful?) knowing that she was filling their minds with fodder for their fantasies as she kneeled, covered in their seed, as if worshiping their cocks. It turned her on to think that ten years from now a guy she’d not thought of in years would be somewhere jerking off and thinking of her face.

 

Shubhangi was wet at the thought. Is she really like this? God what is happening to her? Deep down she knew that these feelings were wrong. Five months ago, she would have thought so. But now, she was so turned on…so sexual. She would not call it wrong anymore, just non-traditional, she guess. Yes ‘non-traditional’ has a nice innocuous sound to it. Who was she kidding? She has done some freaky shit in the past few months; she fucked a bunch of guys (and girls) while her husband watched and participated. Why? Was this about love or lust? Was she being used? Was she using Shakti?

 

 

What probably scared Shubhangi the most was the fact that she was really falling for this, they connected on a deeply sexual level, but also there was more to it. They trusted each other and Shubhangi felt secure with him like never before. Was this sexual adventure giving her freedom to love on a whole new level? She never worried about him cheating on her. Hell, how can you cheat when your partner finds strippers for you to fuck. Shubhangi also knew that a fuck was a fuck, but they shared something deeper.

 

And then there was the risk to the game. What if someone ever found out? Someone like Meera, Richa, or the people she worked with. Shubhangi could only imagine the shit she would catch from any and all of those people. Yet that part of the game made it exciting to play. Without risk there can be no thrills in life. This was getting complicated.

 

What Shubhangi was struggling with is the question “Is what she was doing going to have negative consequences, or was this a healthy, albeit non-traditional, expression between two people in a relationship.” Answer: she doesn’t fucking know.

 

Shubhangi was excited, turned on, and terrified of the metaphorical road they were racing down, she just hoped that the bridge wasn’t out. The low gas light flickered on her dashboard indicating she was about 30 miles short of taking a long walk. Shubhangi exited the highway at the next opportunity still lost in her troubled thoughts. There was one lonely gas station at the exit Shubhangi took surrounded by miles of flat fields that still stood brown and empty. She pulled into the station next to the one set of lonely gas pumps and got out of the car. The station was about ten years behind the times and there was no ‘pay at the pump’ option. Shubhangi sighed realizing she’d to go into the small convenient store to pay, and probably would be ogled by a dirty, overweight attendant. Shubhangi giggled to herself knowing she was ‘going commando’ as Richa so eloquently put it earlier that morning and thought “What the hell…Give the guy a thrill…”

 

Shubhangi pumped 15 dollars of gas into her car, grabbed her purse and went inside. The inside of the store was slightly smoky as a cigarette burned down in an ashtray behind the counter. The store was crammed full of gondolas of preserved food and stale chips. The attendant much to her surprise was a young woman who looked to be about 20-years-old. Somewhere through the back door was another person as Shubhangi could hear shuffling around through an open doorway. The woman was pretty but was clearly not the brightest bulb in the bunch. She wore tight ‘Daisy Duke’ jean shorts and a tube top that was two sizes too small. She looked sexy as hell, as only a 20-year-old can pull off and there was an instant where Shubhangi thought of her as a slutty and ignorant version of Richa.

 

Shubhangi approached the counter, the young woman smiled at her looking both embarrassed and flushed. She wore a nametag that read ‘Amy’

 

“Hello…Amy…” Shubhangi smiled back and said. Immediately through the door a handsome young man about Amy age emerged from the stock room, and from the state of his clothes and open zipper, Shubhangi realized she’d just interrupted something. The boy was muscular, thin, and fit. He wore blue overalls with the name ‘Daryl’ printed above the breast pocket.

 

“What can I do you for?” Daryl asked zipping up his fly.

 

Shubhangi smiled at the absurdity of the question and said “No need to do me…just got some gas…I’m sure you can do her instead though…” Shubhangi nodded toward the girl. Daryl obviously did not get the innuendo or the play on words but merely cocked his head to one side and scooped Shubhangi’s Mastercard that she’d put on the counter.

 

Amy blushed a deeper shade of red and found the magazine rack clearly needed her attention and moved away from Shubhangi. Meanwhile Daryl noticed Shubhangi’s tits and stared at them as if he was a starving dog in a hotdog factory.

 

“Sorry missy…but we don’t got machine for this card…cash only…” Daryl said.

 

“You’re kidding…” Shubhangi said incredulously.

 

“Nope…got a sign…” Daryl said pointing toward a 3X5 index card that looked coffee stained and was taped on the side of the cash register. In block letters that no one could read from farther than 3 feet away, the sign clearly said ‘No Credit or Checks. Cash Only.’

 

“You must not be from ‘round here. Huh?” Daryl said all the while continuing to admire Shubhangi’s body. Shubhangi rummaged through her purse and came up with 3.43 in change and one crumpled dollar bill.

 

“No Daryl…I’m not from around here…it looks like…I’m in need of a bank or cash machine …do you happen to have one of those ‘round here?” Shubhangi asked getting irritated.

 

“Well there’s the dairy mart up the road…they got one of them ATM machines…but they aren’t open till tomorrow…it’s being Sunday and all…” Daryl replied.

 

Shubhangi shook her head at the absurdity of him giving her directions to a place that was not even open. “Well Daryl…I think we have a problem…I don’t have any money…and you can’t take my credit card…so how about you take down my address and phone number…when I get home…I’ll send you a money order for my gas…” Shubhangi said.

 

Daryl cocked his head considering for a moment and taking another opportunity to look at Shubhangi’s tits.

 

“Daryl…as interesting as you find my tits…I don’t think they’re going to help in this situation…” Shubhangi said trying to direct his line of sight a bit further north.

 

“Ladies down here don’t talk like that…” Daryl frowned obviously irritated at Shubhangi’s comment.

 

“Well we have already established that I am not from here…” Shubhangi replied growing more irritated. Amy moved back behind the counter and toward Daryl obviously interested in their exchange, or perhaps just marking her territory. Apparently, her curiosity about Shubhangi was stronger than her embarrassment of Shubhangi catching her in the middle of fucking Daryl. Daryl glanced at Amy and then back to Shubhangi. Shubhangi could see the wheels turning behind his eyes, and she wondered what he was thinking. He did the double take again and Shubhangi recognized the look in his eyes of smouldering lust. For the first time since Shubhangi walked into the place, she felt a shiver go through her as if sensing something amiss. Shubhangi glanced around and she suddenly felt very alone in the store, she was very aware of how nearly naked she was in nothing but a thin pair of shorts and t-shirt. Shubhangi anger subsided and was replaced with a tingle of anxiety. What was going to happen here?

 

A shiver went through Shubhangi again, not of fear but something close to it; her nipples tingled under her thin t-shirt. Shubhangi was suddenly aware of every brush of fabric against her chest, her nipples became aroused against her will, and she’d to cross her arms in front of her chest to avoid displaying the fact that she wore no bra. The hairs on her legs although shaved two days ago stood on end as she watched Daryl and Amy whisper in conspiratorial tones. Amy shook her head twice as if to say ‘No’ but eventually Daryl seemed to convince her of his point of view. Without being aware of it Shubhangi had slowly backed away from the counter and her ass was against the frozen ice cream cooler. Something inside of her was screaming to get the hell out of there, and hours later she would be asking herself why she didn’t.

 

Conflicting emotions raced through Shubhangi, she recognized the adrenaline rush she felt as her fight or flight reflex screamed at her. But there was something more. Something deep under the surface that kept her from running out of that dingy gas station. She was aroused, she’d caught those two fucking and now Daryl wanted her. What was worse a small part of her loved the fact that Daryl wanted her. Shubhangi was nervous and afraid, but if she was completely honest with herself, she’d to admit that she loved the fact that this young and handsome boy wanted nothing more than to fuck her right now. It made her feel wanted and sexual, depraved and wanton, and she was getting off on those feelings. Tingles ran through Shubhangi’s body, her nipples reacted and her pussy salivated.

 

Daryl then looked at Shubhangi with lustful eyes as Amy stood beside him looking both amused and nervous. “How about we work out some sorta payment plan?”

 

Shubhangi’s mouth went dry knowing what he was thinking.

 

“What did you have in mind?” Shubhangi heard herself reply in an unsteady voice that made her feel less in control of this situation than she’d since she left her car. Daryl could sense her weakness and it fed both his lust for her and his confidence. Shubhangi looked at Amy gauging her position in this developing situation. Would she really stand there and watch while her boyfriend fucked Shubhangi? Shubhangi looked in Amy’s eyes and saw no hope of respite there. She would let Daryl do to her anything he wished and some part of her would enjoy it.

 

“How about I pay for your gas right now…but I think I deserve something in return…” Daryl said lecherously dropping a dirty ten-dollar bill and five ones on the counter in front of him. “You know the saying…Gas…Grass…or Ass…” Daryl said smiling as if Shubhangi would be impressed with his wit.

 

Shubhangi stared at the money. Fifteen lousy bucks. Daryl wanted to fuck her for fifteen bucks. The depravity of Daryl’s offer hit Shubhangi like a punch in the gut. Butterflies filled her stomach and Shubhangi realized she wasn’t breathing. Shubhangi froze, that is the only way to describe it. Shubhangi couldn’t speak, move, or even think. A war was being waged inside her. Deep down every reasonable and rational part of her being was screaming NO. But even deeper there was another voice that was both scary and powerful. A hedonistic voice that spoke of its own volition and existed only to feed the most decadent and insatiable desires of the human condition. Shubhangi was frozen. Two voices: one reasonable and safe; another that only wanted deeply. Sweat broke out across her upper lip as she envisioned Daryl naked. His muscular body pressed against her. Shubhangi could almost feel him inside her with her mind. Her heart was racing and her body reacting strongly to the pornographic images that flashed through her head.

 

Daryl misunderstood Shubhangi’s confusion and frozen state to be acceptance of his offer. He turned to Amy, who now looked less sure of herself now that the offer was on the table. “Close the door girl…we gonna live out those things we sometimes talked about right now…”

 

Amy shuffled out from behind the counter, Shubhangi heard and audible ‘Click’ as the door was closed and locked. Out of the corner of her eye Shubhangi saw Amy flip the ‘Open’ sign to ‘Closed.’ Daryl was visibly excited, his cock expanded in his overalls and the outline of his manhood was pressed tightly against his jeans. His cock was big and thick, and Shubhangi’s imagined being impaled upon it.

 

Daryl moved to Shubhangi slowly as Amy stood 5 feet away watching. “God Daryl…are you really gonna fuck her?” Amy asked.

 

“Yeah baby…you know you want me to…don’t you? Didn’t you say it would be hot? Didn’t you say you might like to do it with me and a girl like her?” Daryl replied to Amy never taking his eyes off Shubhangi.

 

“Gawd Daryl…you’re so intense…” Amy replied. Understanding flashed through Shubhangi’s mind. They’d been fucking and Daryl probably told her about a fantasy of fucking another girl. Amy had apparently agreed that it would be something she would like. Shubhangi looked at Amy fully for the first time and saw the heat in her eyes as well as his. She was on a ‘cherry’ high much like the one Shubhangi had experienced a few months before. There can only be one first time, and this was Amy’s.

 

Daryl was close now, Shubhangi could feel his desire billowing off of him like heat from a forest fire. He was on a high of his own. Commingled with the male fantasy of ménage au trios, was the desire to do something so ‘wrong’ as to take another woman with his girlfriend. Shubhangi was hot as hell and could not imagine letting this scenario stop prematurely, she would fuck them both. Shubhangi knew it. Reason had left the building. The thought of being their first time got Shubhangi off. This was masturbation fodder for a lifetime. The thrill of being with strangers was intoxicating and overwhelming. Hell, none of them would ever remember each other’s name a year from now. But right now, in the moment, they were connected by one common emotion: desire.

 

Daryl stood in front of Shubhangi, but made no move to touch her, Shubhangi could smell a hint of his cologne and met his eyes. Daryl appeared unsure of what to do next. He’d played his cards, bluffing well, up to this point, but he was not willing to bang Shubhangi. Shubhangi could leave right now, and Daryl wouldn’t stop her. Shubhangi could see it in his eyes. Feel it in his soul, if that is possible. It was up to Shubhangi, and she chose.

 

Shubhangi leaned forward and grabbed his thick cock through his denim overalls and said “Fifteen bucks…fifteen Minutes…make them count.”

 

Daryl eyes bulged both at Shubhangi grab and her words, but he wasted no time, his hands went to Shubhangi’s t-shirt and he roughly pulled the t-shirt up over her head exposing her breasts. Amy inhaled sharply at the suddenness of the moment. Daryl pushed Shubhangi back against the cooler and lowered his mouth to her hardened nipples. His tongue rolled roughly across Shubhangi’s swollen nipples causing her to inhale sharply, Shubhangi felt his hard dick against her crotch and she obscenely ground against him. Amy moved forward toward them, Shubhangi could see Amy watching them with curiosity and awe. The look on Amy face was indescribably beautiful. Shubhangi watched Amy over Daryl’s head as he mauled her nipples roughly, his need increasing with each swirl of his tongue across Shubhangi quivering flesh. Shubhangi bit her bottom lip to avoid crying out her own excitement, her shorts were soaking in a flood of her own juices.

 

Amy was right behind Daryl now, Amy watched Shubhangi’s pleasure as Daryl’s fingers found Shubhangi’s burning pussy through the fabric of her shorts. Shubhangi reached out slowly and took Amy’s hand in hers.

 

“God Damn…Daryl…she is loving it…” Amy said in stunned syllables.

 

The sound of Amy’s voice seemed to interrupt Daryl. It was like he forgot she was there, and he probably had. He then turned to Amy; his cock still straining to be set free. Shubhangi stood upright from the cooler and the three of them stood in an equilateral triangle. Amy was to Shubhangi’s left and Daryl to her right. Daryl leaned over and kissed Amy hard on the mouth and grunted hotly “Tell me you like watching me with this here slut…you like it don’t you?”

 

Amy looked at Shubhangi to see if she was offended at being called a slut. Shubhangi almost laughed at the absurdity of it.  Shubhangi reached out and took Amy’s right breast in her hand and deftly tweaked her nipple in a way only another woman could truly appreciate.

 

“Amy…you want to see your boyfriend fuck me like a slut…don’t you?” Shubhangi asked her. It was Amy’s turn to bite her bottom lip, but she nodded. Shubhangi leaned in and kissed her on the mouth much like Daryl had done. Amy kissed back immediately, Shubhangi knew that this was not only Daryl’s fantasy, but hers as well (although Daryl was probably not bright enough to see Amy’s fantasy was to be with a woman; and not just watch her boyfriend fuck a slut.)

 

“Damn girl…you’re crazy wild…” Daryl said not knowing who he was talking to. Shubhangi continued to kiss Amy deeply, their tongues intertwined. Amy explored Shubhangi’s mouth eagerly and shivered at her every touch. Shubhangi began unbuttoning Amy’s blouse and revealed a perfect body. Amy’s stomach was flat and tanned. She had full 36 c cup breasts that were hidden under her ‘work uniform.’ Shubhangi massaged Amy’s breasts as they kissed exciting her nipples further.

 

Daryl moved behind Shubhangi, pulled her shorts down exposing her completely. Immediately Amy’s hand went to Shubhangi’s sopping pussy, a convulsive orgasm swept through her as Amy’s fingers entered Shubhangi. Amy was licking Shubhangi mouth and fucking her with her fingers. Daryl was not much more than an audience, much to his chagrin. As Shubhangi recovered from the explosion in her pussy, Daryl decided to become a more active participant. He grabbed Shubhangi’s shoulders from behind and urgently pushed her toward the counter. Shubhangi moaned as he bent her over the counter forcefully holding her hair in his fist, her cheek pressed hard against the Formica countertop. He entered Shubhangi’s sopping cunt a second later spreading her pussy open forcefully, using her for only his own urgent need for pleasure.

 

Amy stripped out of her shirt and shorts and came to the other side of the counter. She watched Shubhangi taking Daryl’s cock hard. Shubhangi slammed herself back against him, impaling herself on his thick cock, returning his violent entry into her with an equally violent need to feel him deep in the core of her hot pussy. Shubhangi was grunting with each of Daryl’s thrusts that filled her completely, the tip of his cock slammed into Shubhangi’s cervix with every thrust and the mixture of pain and pleasure was delectably intense. Shubhangi was pinned against the counter, face down, as Daryl held her by the back of her hair and slammed his thick cock into her. Shubhangi willingly submitted to the violent fuck she was being dealt. He spanked her ass as he took her leaving stinging hand prints on her butt cheeks.

 

Amy was rubbing her own pussy through her underwear as she watched them like her own personal porno movie.

 

“Take it off bitch…” Shubhangi grunted at Amy as Daryl rammed her harder. Amy immediately stripped off her panties and discarded them. It was as if Shubhangi had given her permission to fulfil her own desires. Daryl watched Amy over Shubhangi’s shoulders as he fucked her doggie style on the counter like an animal. Amy sat on a chair that was behind the counter and spread her legs obscenely exposing her wet pussy to Shubhangi. Daryl thrust into Shubhangi harder yet, as they watched Amy masturbate herself. Amy was close enough that Shubhangi could reach out and spank her pussy lightly. Amy scooted closer yet letting Shubhangi have better access to her. Shubhangi slid her middle finger into Amy as Daryl pumped and pumped his huge cock into her own wet hole. Amy was rocking her hips to Shubhangi’s attention, and Shubhangi finger fucked Amy to the rhythm of Daryl’s thrusts.

 

Suddenly Daryl grunted his own orgasm flooding Shubhangi’s wet pussy pushing her fingers deeper into Amy. Amy’s eyes went wide at the depth of Shubhangi’s penetration and squirmed uncontrollably in her chair as an orgasm ripped through her body violently. Her pussy squeezed hard and tight on Shubhangi’s fingers that were buried deep inside her love canal. Shubhangi was reminded for an instant of a Chinese finger trap as her own pussy gripped Daryl’s cock as Amy’s gripped her fingers. Daryl thrust twice more emptying himself into Shubhangi and then slid out of her leaving her empty.

 

“Damn city girls can fuck…” Slapping Shubhangi’s ass Daryl said. Then he used Shubhangi’s t-shirt to wipe his cock clean and left it on her back like a used tissue. He walked naked to the cooler across the store and got himself a beer. Shubhangi crawled over the counter toward Amy, Amy was still panting from her own orgasm; Shubhangi bent and spread her legs wide in the chair and kneeled between them. Amy looked scared and excited together, Shubhangi knew from experience the feelings she was having.

 

Shubhangi smiled genuinely at Amy and whispered “There is nothing like it…” And then Shubhangi lowered her mouth to Amy’s pussy and tasted her. Amy was sweet and tangy and uniquely her. Shubhangi licked Amy’s clit gently at first to get her more used to the idea. Amy reaction was immediate, she relaxed and let herself go, Shubhangi used her tongue like a cock and invaded Amy womanly sex with it. Amy was contracting her pussy around Shubhangi’s tongue in a rhythm, Shubhangi identified with immediately as Amy climbed toward another orgasm. Shubhangi expertly fucked Amy with her mouth, wanting her to know how good it could be and eager only to give her pleasure she may never again experience. Shubhangi slipped her middle finger back inside of Amy’s pussy as her mouth covered Amy’s clit, swirling with her tongue in gently circles while applying suction with her mouth. Amy reaction was immediate and overwhelming. She cried out “Oh my god…oh my god…”  Again, and again.

 

Daryl watched with a spent cock as he drank his beer. He was out of his element here, and he knew it. Somehow his fantasy had become Amy’s and he’d lost control. Shubhangi found Amy’s G-spot with her index finger and massaged it gently with small tapping motions. And then Amy came again. Not in so much an explosion as a thermonuclear detonation, she screamed “GOD” and her pussy expelled fluid as if from a fire hydrant. Shubhangi came then also. Not from anything that was happening to her pussy, but because of what was happening in her mind. Shubhangi was giving Amy a gift that she didn’t expect, and the raw power and sexuality of it, combined with the heat of her orgasm, pushed Shubhangi over the brink. It was the first time Shubhangi have ever cum without being touched. Daryl stood wide eyed as Amy, who was supposed to be fulfilling his fantasy, explored her own and found hers more satisfying than his. He would never understand that her fantasy ran deeper than his. His was a story he would tell his friends. Hers was an exploration of who she was.

 

When Amy had finished, she collapsed in the chair exhausted. Shubhangi stood slowly on weak legs, her own pussy leaking its own remnants of sex. Shubhangi picked up Daryl’s shirt off the counter and obscenely wiped herself with it leaving a mixture of his and her juices streaked across it much as he’d done to her. Shubhangi put on her shorts and t-shirt that were wet with his cum and smiled at him as he stared unbelieving at her.

 

“Have a good day…” Shubhangi said, leaned down and kissed Amy one final time. Shubhangi left the gas station leaving Amy exhausted and fulfilled and Daryl confused and sticky. Two exits later Shubhangi was crying, tears streaked her face as she drove and she was shivering almost uncontrollably. The intensity of the experience left her feeling unnerved and raw. How did that just happen? What just happened? Was she bangd? No. she could not deny that she’d wanted what had just happened and had enjoyed it immensely. Who was she becoming? Is this who she was, a woman controlled only by her most carnal desires? Did she just let a gas station attendant fuck her for 15 dollars? And she loved it. Was she out of control this badly and why did she like it so damn much? Fuck this was insane. Yet even now, as uncertain as Shubhangi felt, when she thought about Daryl fucking her like that, it made her hot. She’d not cum until she was with Amy, but the image of her being bent over and forcefully fucked like a piece of meat got her off.

The thought of Shubhangi’s experience with Amy caused a similar reaction in her cunt, she was wet again. Shubhangi got off on being used, she got off on dominating Amy’s experience. Shubhangi loved the control, she loved the lack of control. She was racked not by guilt or remorse, but fear. Fear of where this would lead. Fear of who she was becoming, and fear of what would become of her. Each experience since the game began was becoming more intense. But what just happened was not even part of the game, but a strange by product of it. Where would this game lead them? What fantasy would Shubhangi have a year from now? What things would she do?

 

Shubhangi was sticky with Daryl and Amy, she’d to stop again. This time she picked a large convenient store that was bustling. Shubhangi parked next to the women’s room and made the dash from the car to the door. She went inside and locked the door thankful that she didn’t need a key. She couldn’t go inside covered in semen. Shubhangi quickly stripped out of the clothes she was wearing, washed her hands, face, tits, and pussy in the sink. How degrading to wash your pussy in a gas station sink. Fortunately, she’d some other clothes, even though they were dirty; they were still cleaner than Shubhangi was. Shubhangi dressed in the outfit she’d worn on Friday and looked at herself in the mirror. A strange looking young professional stared back at her. She was in stark contrast to the ‘cum covered slut’ that had gone into the bathroom.

 

Who was she?

 

Shubhangi cell phone rang startling her, she picked it up and stared at the number on Caller ID. It was Shakti.

 

“Hello” Shubhangi said.

 

“Hey honey…how’s your trip going?” Shakti asked kindly.

 

“Okay…just got a later start than I planned…be home in about two hours…” Shubhangi said trying to sound calmer than she felt.

 

“Sure…hey, are you alright? You sound different…” Shakti asked.

 

“Yeah no problem…just had to stop to pee…” Shubhangi replied.

 

“Oh okay…I thought you sounded like you were in an echo chamber…you in the bathroom now?” Shubhangi asked.

 

“Uh huh…” Shubhangi said with raw nerves and her emotions churning inside her.

 

“Hey are you really okay?” Shakti asked with concern in his voice.

 

Shubhangi started to answer but lost all control instead, she broke down and sobbed and it was like a psychological catharsis. Everything came spilling out of her, she told him everything. Shubhangi told him about watching his movie that morning, about feeling confused and horny, about fucking Daryl and Amy in the convenient store, about everything. When she was finished Shubhangi felt worse not better. Shubhangi knew Shakti would leave her. How could he not. Shubhangi waited, sobbing, for the axe to fall, but Shakti never said a word. After several minutes Shubhangi stopped crying and wiped her eyes still listening for him to say something and afraid that he would.

 

“Are you still there?” Shubhangi said, afraid that Shakti had hung up on her disgusted by what she’d said and done.

 

“Always…” Shakti uttered without a trace of regret or doubt. For Shubhangi it was the nicest thing anyone has ever said to her. Just one word and it made all the difference. It was so genuine and ridiculous and wonderful that Shubhangi laughed out loud.

 

“Really?” Shubhangi asked still not ready to believe so deeply in another person.

 

“Yes…” Shakti replied immediately.

 

“And you’re not mad?” Shubhangi asked still not believing.

 

“No…tell me how what just happened made you feel…” Shakti said.

 

“I’m not sure….out of control…in control…sexual…powerful…weak…scared…I don’t know …I felt everything…” Shubhangi babbled.

 

“Well would you go back and erase the experience if you could?” Shakti asked.

 

Shubhangi thought about that carefully and finally answered “No…I wouldn’t…”

 

“Well then neither would I…some people go through their whole lives…never feel anything… in one moment you felt everything…” Shakti replied profoundly. Shubhangi sat in stunned silence trying to absorb the words he just said.

 

“You’re amazing…” Shubhangi told Shakti and genuinely believed it.

 

“You’re too babe…now come home…and we can talk…” Shakti replied, Shubhangi hung up and drove home, and just like that she felt a world better. Shakti was incredible. But she was even more afraid of how much he could hurt her. But she also knew that he wouldn’t, which is an amazing feeling too. Shubhangi drove home and took a shower that cleansed both body and spirit. She was still afraid, but being afraid seemed okay as long as she was with Shakti.


To Be Continued

Friends, thank you all for liking this story. This is one of my favorite story which I've read. So thanks to the original writer. As earlier I told you guys I'm not the original writer, I'm just and editor who copy and join two-three stories in one. So Hats off to the original writer.

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Chapter 10 Back In Game

 

 

 

Shubhangi met Michelle for dinner two days later at a small bistro they both enjoyed. Michelle asked Shubhangi over and over again about every intimate detail of the encounter in the gas station. Shubhangi squealed with delight during the second telling which also happened to coincide with the second bottle of wine. Michelle told Shubhangi about her latest conquests and all in all they had a wonderful dinner consisting of girl talk, filet of sole, and lots and lots of wine.

 

As they split a piece of cheese cake after two hours of eating and drinking Michelle finally asked the question Shubhangi was waiting for. “So…my sexually adventurous friend…what has Shakti got in store for you this month? As I recall it’s his turn.” Michelle said smiling at Shubhangi over her merlot glass. Shubhangi blushed bright red even though she’d not only expected this question, but had hoped for it. Michelle if anyone could make this happen.

 

“Actually…it’s a bit unique this month…I’m not sure how to make it happen…” Shubhangi began.

 

“Unique huh? What does he want you to do? Pee on him? Have sex with a goat? What?” Michelle asked in typical Michelle fashion.

 

“Well nothing quite THAT unique…” Shubhangi said and began telling her about the letter, the trip to her sister’s house and the video.

 

Michelle laughed when Shubhangi finished telling her about the ‘cum shower’ Shakti wanted her to plan for herself and said “Well that’s about right for a guy…” Shubhangi stared at Michelle confused.

 

“Come on Shu…don’t be so naïve…all guys fantasize about a girl getting a cum bath…why do you think they call it the ‘money shot’ in porno’s? It’s about a guy seeing a woman totally submit to him…I remember the first time…I let a guy cum on me…he was so happy as if he’d won a lottery…they’ll fantasize about stuff like that…now the fact that Shakti wants lots of guys to cum on you…while he watches is a little wilder…but basically the same fantasy…” Michelle said.

 

“So…you would do it?” Shubhangi asked.

 

“Hell…I’ve done it…with only two guys…but yeah it was a rush…the guys fantasize about you submitting to them…it turns them on…but really you’re the one with the power…they submit to their fantasies…and we control how much they can have of them…I’m a giver what can I say…” Michelle said coyly with a devilish grin. Michelle never ceased to amaze Shubhangi. What Michelle said made so much sense and gave Shubhangi insight into both Shakti and men in general, but Shubhangi never would have thought that way without Michelle. Michelle was Shubhangi’s sexual guidance counsellor. Michelle is the one person, Shubhangi can go to for advice and counsel, which is why Shubhangi asked Michelle to dinner. Shubhangi wanted Michelle to help her make this fantasy of Shakti’s come true and subconsciously Shubhangi wanted Michelle’s approval that she was not going too far. Shubhangi no longer trusted her own judgment after the gas station ‘incident’ as she now referred to it.

 

Now that the fantasy was out in the open, the part Michelle really enjoyed and excelled began: planning the fantasy.

 

“Will you help me?” Shubhangi asked Michelle smiling.

 

“You don’t need my help…there’s probably ten guys in this bar…that would do it tonight if you asked…” Michelle replied. Shubhangi blushed again looking around furtively at the male faces in the bar imagining each one emptying their balls on her face while Shakti watched.

 

Michelle smiled at Shubhangi as if she could read her mind, leaned in toward Shubhangi and said “Okay…here is what we will do…” Michelle spoke non-stop for 20 minutes coming up with idea after idea, refining the script she was refining for Shubhangi as she went. With each new idea the fantasy expanded encompassing all of Shakti’s fantasy elements and some of Michelle’s own. When they left the restaurant, Shubhangi was on fire with desire, she caught a cab back to home and masturbated for an hour imagining in detail the events they had planned. Next weekend would be crazy. Shubhangi just hoped that Shakti was ready for what had in store for him. Some of the ideas Michelle had were more than he asked for. A lot more. The only thing Shubhangi knew for sure was it would be a new experience for both Shakti and Shubhangi.

 

Shubhangi awoke Saturday morning with late morning sun filling her bedroom, she stretched and enjoyed the feeling of warmth as golden rays caressed her naked body. She smiled to herself thinking ‘Today is the day.’ She got up, made coffee; spent the entire day just lounging around the house. Shubhangi messaged Shakti telling him to be at home at 8:00 sharp and she spent her day mentally and emotionally preparing herself for what was to come. At 6:00 Shubhangi took a long hot shower, after that she stood in front of the mirror staring at her naked body. Shubhangi felt like a blank canvas that an artist would soon begin to paint. She could put on her work clothes and become a young conservative professional, she could put on blue jeans and a t-shirt and become normal casually dressed woman. Or she could put on the clothes that were laid out on her bed and use the make-up she’d bought to become ‘Slutty Shubhangi’. She loved the multiplicity of her personality, and it was fun to role play these various personas in her mind. ‘Slutty Shubhangi’ as she thought of her was about to make an appearance that she would not soon forget.

 

Shubhangi smiled at the thought and began getting ready. At 7:15 pm she finished applying the last of her make-up and truly looked the part. She’d her hair making her look like a porn star in the making and had used liberal amounts of make up to hide the slightest imperfections of her body. Shubhangi shaved herself from top to bottom and loved the feeling of soft nakedness. She stood staring at the person she’d become and smiled, she slipped on a pair of black satin thong panties and pulled them high on her hips letting the thin floss of material slide into her ass and all but disappear. The thin triangle of material was tight against her lower lips and the outline was clearly visible. Then she put on a white ‘wife beater’ tank top without bra, it was tight against her full breasts and displayed her nipples prominently. The shirt stopped just below her breasts leaving her flat stomach enticingly bare. Shubhangi giggled at herself in the mirror feeling both sexy and ridiculous at the same time.

 

Shubhangi completed the outfit with a purple satin robe that barely covered her ass, she checked her makeup once more and stood back to admire her work; she barely recognized herself, but she certainly looked sexy as hell. Shubhangi smiled and went to make herself a stiff drink. It was 7:45 and the fun would start very soon. Shubhangi was sitting on the couch starting on her second vodka tonic when the doorbell rang. Her VCR clock said 8:01, she smiled and crossed the room to the door. When she opened the door Shakti’s mouth dropped open, he stood there taking her in. When he finally spoke, he only could mutter one word “Stunning.”

 

“Glad you like it…” Shubhangi giggled and said and ushered him inside.

 

“Now Mr. Fantasy…why don’t you sit down on the couch…let me fix make you a drink…” Shubhangi said playing to the submissive role that was his fantasy. She brought him his cocktail and kissed him on the lips, she put her hands on his chest and lingered close to him for a few seconds letting him feel her sexual energy and allowing herself time to enjoy the feeling of him.

 

“Now I think you’re a bit over dressed…please get naked right now…” Shubhangi whispered in Shakti’s ear.

 

Shakti began to strip quickly, in less than a minute he was completely nude and sitting in the middle of the couch. Shubhangi kissed him again and reached down to stroke his hardening cock.

 

“Things are going to get intense…” Shubhangi said in a whisper as she stroked him to full hardness. She drizzled lubrication over his member and replaced her hand with his encouraging him to jack off. “Just don’t cum baby…” Shubhangi said as she watched him pleasure himself, she was extremely turned on watching him. As he stroked the door-bell chimed again. Shakti looked startled and vulnerable in his current predicament. Shubhangi smiled at him reassuringly, and it was nice to know he was nervous about this as well.

 

“Keep stroking baby…don’t mind my company…” In a voice more confident than Shubhangi felt she said. Shubhangi moved to the door, took a deep breath knowing that once she opened the door; she was passing the point of no return. She turned the knob, opened the door slowly; outside were 6 Nubian Gods. Shubhangi inhaled taking them in. There were two black men, three white men, and what appeared to be a Latin man. Each was tall and built like body builders, muscular and lean. They were dressed alike in polo shirts and tan pants. They all had broad shoulders, thin wastes, and tight, hard bodies. Michelle had outdone herself. Shubhangi would later learn that these men were male strippers and had each jumped at the chance to fulfil this particular fantasy of theirs.

 

The one in front said in a husky male voice “Good evening…I’m assuming you are Shubhangi…” Shubhangi smiled at him and led him and the others into her living room. Shakti was taken back by the sudden intrusion of six male forms. The men did not seem the slightest bit surprised to see another man jacking off on the couch. The men knew their role and no one spoke another word at the moment. Shubhangi led the men in front of the couch where they formed a semi-circle around her, she faced Shakti whose cock was wilting before her and said “Honey…I think you’re going to like this…”

 

Shakti was beyond speech as Shubhangi kneeled down and seductively removed her robe. The large black man to her right moved forward and she unzipped him. His cock slipped easily out of his pants and Shubhangi realized that he wore no underwear. These were professionals. His cock was magnificent and Shubhangi held it gently feeling the thickness of it in her right hand. She held it to her lips and gently licked the sensitive tip with her tongue, never taking her eyes off of Shakti.

 

“Mmmm…I love cock…” Shubhangi said seductively as she licked him and felt his cock expanding to her touch. The other men undressed silently as she licked their well-endowed black friend and watched Shakti watch her. Shakti’s cock was hardening again, and he was beginning to stroke himself once more. Shubhangi turned to her left to find a white cock that was longer and thicker than its black brother to her left, she took it into her mouth without preamble and used her tongue to stroke the base. Shubhangi felt another set of hands reach around her from behind to fondle her hardening nipples and stroke her G-string clad ass. Shubhangi alternated sucking these two Adonis’s enjoying the feel of their hard manhood on her tongue. She never lost sight of Shakti who was stroking himself harder now.

 

‘Don’t cum’ Shubhangi thought desperately wanting Shakti to enjoy this sexual high as long as possible. Shubhangi’s shirt was stripped off of her as she changed cocks once more, she was in a sea of big thick dick, and she loved it. So did Shakti. Shubhangi suck the first one, then the second. Then she tried two at once and Shakti groaned at the visual, she rubbed both cocks together with her tongue as she tried to wrap her lips around them both. Then there was a finger on her wet pussy, it rubbed her in magical circles that sent shivers through her as Shubhangi feasted on cock. Shubhangi was back to the thick white cock, she no longer even associated the cocks with people. There was only cock after cock in her face. Each man was stroking himself as they alternated. Shubhangi felt the one she’d spent the most time on shiver and the first eruption happened with her lips wrapped around the cockhead and her hand fondling his balls.

 

A thick spray of semen filled Shubhangi’s mouth and leaked down her chin. Shakti was really whacking his cock now watching Shubhangi take an anonymous load in her mouth. She swallowed desperate to take it all, but knowing it was impossible as stream after stream hit her mouth and face. When the geyser of cum stopped releasing itself into and onto Shubhangi’s mouth, she’d to take a break and come up for air or right then she would have been covered by all six of those magnificent cocks. As tempting as that image was, Shubhangi had other plans for this fantasy of Shakti’s. Shubhangi stood up on wobbly legs with a face glazed and wet with male ejaculate. She smiled at Shakti who was wondering why she’d stopped. His pace on his own cock slowed but did not stop. Shubhangi seductively stripped out of her G-string and stood naked in front of Shakti. Her shaved pussy was slick with her own excitement and her nipples stood out from her 34 b breasts like diamonds.

 

Shubhangi walked to Shakti, he smiled lecherously at Shubhangi, enjoying the look of her covered in another man’s cum, yet knowing she was his. Shubhangi turned with her back to him and slowly lowered herself on to his lap, gently guiding his cock up against her tight little asshole. Shakti’s cock was slick with the lubrication she’d provided him earlier for his own pleasure, and this unexpected event was welcomed by him. He told Shubhangi later that he only expected to watch, but other plans were in play. Shubhangi pushed down gently taking Shakti into her tightest of holes feeling the exquisite mixture of pleasure and pain. When she’d taken him all she did not move for a few seconds, but rather just enjoyed the fullness of him in her ass. Then slowly Shubhangi began rocking back and forth, inch by inch, teasing Shakti; squeezing him with her ass muscles; making him feel every nerve of his cock inside her. The other guys watched in amusement as she took Shakti up her ass. Their cocks were hard and throbbing as they stroked themselves as Shubhangi displayed her anal skills. She was lost in a haze of intense sexual feeling as Shakti’s cock filled her ass, its tip teasing her g-spot through the thin membrane separating her pussy and asshole.

 

Shakti fondled Shubhangi’s tits, lightly pinching her nipples, the way she liked; Shubhangi groaned with pleasure. She spread her legs and nodded to the gorgeous black man, he went to me and grabbed her ankles spreading her further. Shakti’s cock was buried in Shubhangi’s ass and moved in deeper as this large black man spread her wide opening her pussy. Shubhangi heard Shakti’s urgent grunts as he thrust inside her as he watched over her shoulder as the nameless black man positioned his cock at the entrance of her wet pussy. Shakti and Shubhangi moaned together as he entered her. Shubhangi could feel both of their cocks working in and out of her as they both fucked her in perfect rhythm. The black man’s thrusts became more urgent as they fucked like animals. Shubhangi heard the wonderful squishy sounds of sex and light slapping sounds of two sets of balls lightly slapping together as two big pricks impaled her fuck holes. The black man cried out and pulled his thick cock from Shubhangi’s wet cunt and stroked himself as white ropes of cum ejaculated from his cock painting line after line across her stomach and chest.

 

Shakti was going crazy in Shubhangi’s ass, but she squeezed hard with all the strength of her ass to keep him from Cumming. Shakti seemed to understand and slowed his urgent thrusts, his hands massaged the black man’s sticky cum into the soft skin of Shubhangi’s tits. Encouraged by the excitement of the moment, two more of the men moved toward them. One stood on each side of Shakti and Shubhangi. Shakti’s left cheek was pressed tight against Shubhangi’s right cheek so that he could see all that was happening. Shubhangi leaned back to give him a better view as he panted his pleasure in her ear, “God this is so hot…suck those cocks…while I fuck your ass…” Shakti grunted.

 

Shubhangi opened her mouth wide and took the man to her right. Her ass was slick and hot from Shakti’s cock and her hand massaged her well fucked pussy toward orgasm. The man to her left held Shubhangi by her hair as he stroked his cock and his friend fed her his cock. Shakti’s face was pressed against Shubhangi’s and she knew Shakti was getting up close and personal view of the incredible image of her getting face fucked. Shakti played with Shubhangi’s nipples driving her higher and higher into her sexual frenzy. The other men moved closer forming a circle of stroking cocks around Shubhangi and Shakti. The moment she’d fantasized about for a week was moving toward her like a freight train. Shubhangi was lost in the moment and loving every second of the sheer depravity of her position. Shakti’s cock was deep up her ass and five men were jerking off around them as Shubhangi sucked a big thick cock. The man in Shubhangi’s mouth exploded without any warning, he came in a copious river that took Shubhangi completely off guard. Shubhangi reflexively leaned away from him from the sheer surprise of his orgasm, her mouth was full of his seed and his tip slipped from her mouth. His hand immediately went to his cock and he stroked himself so as not to lose the power of his orgasm.

 

Shubhangi closed her mouth instinctively to swallow and even as she did, Shubhangi knew she would not open again in time to take his second spray. A jet of cum erupted from him painting her face. Shubhangi heard Shakti moan in agonizing pleasure as white, hot semen sprayed all over her cheek and chin.

 

“Yes…take it bitch…” Shakti groaned lost in his own sexual haze. It was the first time Shakti had ever called Shubhangi “bitch” and even in the moment it was surprising, and she liked it.

 

“Yeah take it bitch…” The white man grunted as he jacked another stream of semen onto Shubhangi. When the man finally had emptied himself onto Shubhangi, the other men were cheering for him and applauding. Shubhangi continued to grind her ass on Shakti’s cock.

 

“More…” Shubhangi grunted. The other man to her left began stroking himself faster now. Shubhangi turned her head toward him and Shakti adjusted so that his right cheek was now against her left. Shakti’s cheek was as wet and sticky as Shubhangi’s, and she realized Shakti was getting as much of the shower as she was. The thought made Shubhangi so fucking hot she came at the realization. Shubhangi pushed three fingers forcefully in her cunt as the man to her left grunted and ejaculated onto her open mouth. Her pussy spasm felt amazing and Shakti pushed into Shubhangi’s ass hard and deep knowing she was Cumming. Shubhangi bounced on Shakti’s cock now just wanting to ride him.

 

Shubhangi loved the intensity of this. Semen covered her face (and Shakti’s) It dripped down her body in thin white steams. The four men left moved forward toward them, Shubhangi was sitting straight up now really riding Shakti’s dick. Each of them was close and Shubhangi took turns leaning forward and taking them in her mouth one after the other. Shakti leaned forward and wrapped his arms around Shubhangi and placing his hands over her tits and pulled her back to him. The guys understood his intentions and moved closer yet, Shakti was lost in his fantasy and loving it, and so was Shubhangi.

 

“Cum on my bitch…while I butt-fuck her…cum all over us…” Shakti moaned to the other four men.

 

‘Us?’ Shubhangi thought, and then the thought was lost as the four cocks erupted in an amazing display of a man’s ability to produce cum. Shakti moaned and exploded in Shubhangi’s ass as what felt like gallons of cum spewed forth from those beautiful fire-hose-like cocks. Her own orgasm rocked through her in wave after wave of contracting pleasure as Shubhangi was showered in sticky white cum. Stripe after stripe of white sticky cum crossed Shubhangi’s cheeks and opened mouth. She could taste the wonderful mixture of male essence; she could feel the heat as rope after rope of cum painted her hardened nipples. Shakti’s body shivered under her in intense pleasure. Another spray of cum hit Shubhangi from behind and she realized the two men who had fucked her pussy and mouth had moved behind the couch and were ready for round 2. Shubhangi leaned back and looked up to see a black and white cock inches above her forehead spew forth another forceful orgasm. As the spray subsided, Shubhangi collapsed back against Shakti in exhaustion as his limp cock slipped from her open ass. Shubhangi was breathing hard and so was Shakti.

 

Shakti held Shubhangi close to him, arms wrapped around her. “I love you…” He whispered and Shubhangi purred her contentment. Each of their visitors then moved forward silently and rubbed the tip of their wilting cocks against Shubhangi’s lips in turn. She licked the last semen off of their tip as the final display of her depravity. Shakti watched as Shubhangi cleaned the remnants of cum off of each of them. As the last man approached, he leaned in and opened Shubhangi’s mouth to clean him as well. Instead of putting his cock to her lips, he surprised Shubhangi by moving his cock past her cheek to Shakti’s lips. Shakti leaned forward and licked the tip as Shubhangi had done to the other five. The man smiled and then the group of them dressed quickly and left without another word.

 

Shubhangi was absolutely stunned, she could not believe what had just happened. God. That was so fucking hot. Shubhangi shivered again in excitement. When the door closed behind the men, Shubhangi and Shakti moved on uncertain legs to the shower to clean up. As they entered the bathroom and turned on the lights, the mirror revealed two people Shubhangi barely recognized, she was absolutely covered in cum, but the surprising part was so was Shakti. His face dripped as much almost as much as Shubhangi’s.

 

“You’re messy!” Shubhangi giggled and turned on the shower, adjusted the temperature. “Was that the fantasy you were looking for?” Shubhangi asked uncertain how Shakti would respond now that the sexual high was over and he was left covered in 6 other men’s orgasm. That was definitely not part of the fantasy he’d written, but it was something Michelle was sure he would enjoy. Shubhangi was not so certain in this moment. Shakti appeared uncertain as how to reply, and butterflies welled up within her. Had she gone too far? Was this the beginning of the end?

 

“Actually…it was not what I expected…but to be honest…I think it is the hottest thing…I’ve ever seen…done…or even heard of…” Shakti replied.

 

“I can’t believe you licked that guys dick…” Shubhangi stammered.

 

Now it was Shakti’s turn to look uncertain and afraid, Shubhangi smiled reassuringly and said “That was hot…was it the first time you’ve ever done that?” Shubhangi asked.

 

Shakti smiled back and said “Yeah…I never would have ever imagined myself doing that…but in the moment it was so hot…I was already covered with spunk…so it didn’t seem so weird…”

 

Shubhangi nodded knowing exactly how he felt, remembering the moments in the convenient store that she still could not believe she participated in.

 

“Did you like it?” Shakti asked now very curious.

 

“Um…I’m not sure how I feel honestly…I would not pursue it…but it didn’t bother me either” Shakti replied honestly.

 

Shubhangi knew exactly how Shakti felt, they were two of a kind; both of them could easily get lost in passionate moments. Shakti then went to Shubhangi and hugged her, they kissed gently tasting both each other and the 6 biological sex toys that they had used to fulfil a fantasy. They showered together and then went to the bedroom and fucked gently and lovingly. Afterwards, Shubhangi told Shakti about her trip to Meera’s home and the new house-mate she was expecting. They were both nervous about where this game was leading. They decided to take a month off from ‘The Game’ since Richa was moving in next week. Neither of them knew how Richa’s presence would affect their relationship or The Game. They were both surprised at how it turned out.

 

 

 

To be Continued………..

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Chapter 11 – Room-mate

Saturday of Memorial Day weekend was hot and sticky as the temperature topped out at 87 degrees, Shubhangi spent the majority of her morning cleaning her downtown Chicago house. Richa had called Shubhangi that morning at 8:00 as she left from her home in southern Illinois and travelled north via train toward Chicago. Richa was Shubhangi’s 18-year-old niece who had artfully conned both her mother and Shubhangi into moving in with Shubhangi and foregoing college for a year. Richa would be arriving sometime in the early afternoon, and Shubhangi was wondering how her life may change due to the result of living with a kid like Richa. Richa really was no longer a kid, Shubhangi had to keep reminding herself of that. Richa was not the child Shubhangi remembered when she last lived close to them, and Shubhangi vowed that she would treat Richa like a room-mate and not a child. Richa was coming here to learn to grow up a little and also to educate herself in her chosen field of photography, not to be ‘babysat’. Shubhangi was sure Meera expected her to take care of Richa, but Shubhangi didn't sign up to be anyone’s keeper here. But of course, Shubhangi would try to keep Richa out of too much trouble.

 

And then of course there was Shakti and The Game. The Game was on hold for now. Shubhangi and Shakti both had decided to take a month off after their last adventure. They were both a little freaked out by the intensity of the experience and each had their own feelings to deal with. Shubhangi sighed and thought ‘Well I guess you can’t let 6 guys jack off on you while your husband ass fucks you without spending a little time thinking about it.’ Shubhangi shivered as her mind flashed on the moment on the couch when the men emptied themselves on Shakti and Shubhangi. Shubhangi felt a rush of emotion ranging from embarrassment/guilt to excitement. She giggled at herself nervously and went on with her cleaning. Shubhangi was not sure how Richa moving here would affect her and Shakti, but she wondered if putting the brakes on The Game might not be a bad idea. It had started as a way to get to know Shakti, and then it had morphed into a way to get to know herself. Now Shubhangi wondered if she even knew the person she was getting to know.

 

Shubhangi never considered herself a slut or a whore or whatever label you wanted to put on a woman who had done some of the things she had done, but there it was. She still didn’t think of herself in those terms, but she had certainly done some ‘slutty’ things. Shubhangi even thought of the person who played this Game as an alter ego “Slutty Shubhangi.’ She wondered if this was healthy, she was not losing her grip on reality. Shubhangi knew it was her who had done everything, but when she was participating, she thought of herself as playing a role that was outside the scope of her normal personality. It was time for a break to digest this idea and make some decisions about if this was a good idea or not.

 

But then there was the ‘forbidden fruit’ effect, knowing that they were taking a break; and Shubhangi would not be giving a letter this month made her horny as hell. She missed the excitement of the game; she missed the anticipation of what would inevitably be an amazing sexual experience. Not that Shakti and Shubhangi gave up sex, they definitely didn’t. Knowing Richa was coming today, they made sure to have ‘fun’ last night. Shakti and Shubhangi spent the whole evening drinking wine, naked, watching movies and alternatively talking and fucking. It was a great night and amazing sexually, but it was not the same as playing the game.

 

Part of Shubhangi wondered if she could give up the game now that she’d started playing. What if she couldn’t? A shiver of fear rippled through Shubhangi at the thought, she struggled over and over with the control The Game was exerting over her. She often felt terribly guilty about the things she’d done, but she also loved doing them on a very fundamental level. Shubhangi thought about that day in the gas station often, there was a moment when she was pinned against the counter taking that boy’s cock where she could not move. Shubhangi always shivered at the remembrance and honestly did not know if it was from excitement or fear. Her mind returned again and again to that moment when she could not move, could not stop, and could not control the situation. The thing she always fixated on in that experience was not the cock inside her, or the girl watching her being fucked, but the feel of the hand on the back of her head holding Shubhangi firmly bent over the cheap Formica counter top. Did Shubhangi like that?

 

No.

 

Yes.

 

Shubhangi don’t know. How could she like it? Shubhangi shivered again, she knew, she’d to stop this game. But She also didn't want to, she wanted the game desperately. Why? What was happening to her? This was wrong, wasn’t it?  Or was it right? Did it matter?

 

Shubhangi finished cleaning her house and took a shower with her thoughts, as she was drying her hair there was a knock at the door. Shubhangi smiled and slipped on her robe and ran to get the door. Shubhangi pulled the door open and Richa stood beaming at her with two suitcases and a million-dollar smile. They hugged briefly and Richa came into Shubhangi’s house obviously excited.

 

“How could anyone not LOVE it here? Those are the biggest damn buildings…I’ve ever seen…” Richa gushed as soon as the door was shut. Shubhangi laughed at Richa’s first impression of the Chicago skyline that she’d long since taken for granted. It was fun to witness someone so excited about the everyday sights and sounds of the city. It was like being here for the first time all over again for Shubhangi, and the nostalgia was a wonderful feeling. Shubhangi showed Richa to her room, Richa quickly dropped her suitcases on the bed along with what looked like thousands of dollars of photography equipment.

 

“Aunt Shu…I’m going to love it here…thank you so much for letting me come to stay with you…I promise not to be any trouble…” Richa hugged Shubhangi fiercely, Shubhangi smiled again at the genuine feeling of raw excitement that seemed to radiate from Richa. They sat together on the couch as Richa recounted to Shubhangi again her journey from southern Illinois through the suburbs and eventually to the heart of the city. Shubhangi watched Richa with amusement as she told her about seeing the Sears tower and the other sights and sounds of the city. Richa was particularly fascinated with the train station and the fact that millions of people used public transportation every day. Richa was animated, enthusiastic, and absolutely beautiful as she sat with her hair, t-shirt and skin tight jeans that rode low on her hips. When Richa had finished telling Shubhangi about her trip, Shubhangi told her that she’d a surprise for Richa tonight. Shubhangi was taking Richa to dinner down on the Lake and to see Navy Pier and the fireworks show they did every night in the summer. Shubhangi thought Richa would burst with joy, her eyes lit up like diamonds and her smile could have illuminated a room. Shubhangi smiled at herself for providing Richa with such joy and looked forward to a night spent with my niece and new room-mate.

 

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Dinner was at a trendy restaurant that overlooked the Chicago skyline. The awe that Richa tried impossibly to hide as they were escorted by the waiter dressed in a tuxedo was an enjoyment to watch. They were seated across from each other at a casual table for two next to a large window that reflected the lights of the harbour on a serene Lake Michigan. God Chicago in the summer time is wonderful. Richa for her excitement never stopped talking about her new job, the city, how great it was going to be living with Shubhangi. Shubhangi listened quietly and offered small tid bits about the city whenever it seemed appropriate. Shubhangi both enjoyed and envied this beautiful young woman who had come to explore the possibilities that life had to offer. They shared a lobster cake and then an intimate dinner. For Shubhangi part she’d the Tilapia while Richa tried a grilled Sole for the first time in her life. All in all, it was an excellent meal.

 

Afterwards they took a walk down the pier and Shubhangi pointed out the building that Oprah lived in and Richa thought it was the ‘coolest thing ever’ that Oprah was a real person and had a home like regular people and at this very minute may be looking out of her window and down on the pier that they walked on. The fireworks were dramatic and spectacular, Shubhangi and Richa watched them in silence enjoying the night and the brilliant display of man’s ability to control fire. When it was over, Shubhangi suggested they head home, but Richa was too in love with the city and the potential excitement to call it a night. So, when Richa turned to Shubhangi and said, “Come on Aunt Shu…show me more…I couldn’t sleep now if I’d to…”

 

Shubhangi relented and agreed to take Richa on a cab ride to Wrigleyville to see where people her age spent Saturday nights partying. The cab ride alone was entertainment enough for Richa, she stared out the windows watching the throngs of people moving about their lives. When they went by Cabrini Green Richa looked on in awe. Shubhangi detected a shiver of fear that justifiably went through her as she watched two men stand next to a burning trash can in the middle of the vast wasteland that was Chicago’s public housing system. And just like that they were two blocks further north and the city was once again the city. The stark contrast never ceased to amaze Shubhangi and she could only imagine the impact it had on Richa. The cab let them off near a small strip of nightclubs, they planned to walk down several blocks and just take in the night. Richa was still underage so the bar scene was off limits, but the ‘people watching’ should be as good as ever on a warm Saturday night in Chicago.

 

They walked six blocks before they came to a bar called ,.gan’s, it was an Irish pub as the name suggested, but it was not a quiet pub but rather a full-on party that raged over three floors. The dance floor occupied most of the third floor, while a sports bar and ‘living room’ bar occupied the first and second floor respectively. It was currently one of the hot spots for the twenty something crowd.

 

“Aunt Shu…let’s check out this place…” Richa grabbed Shubhangi’s arm and said. Shubhangi smiled knowing that the bouncer at the door would no more let Richa in than he would pick his nose in front of the scantily clad women that were still young enough to think that bouncing was a cool career choice.

 

“Alright…” Shubhangi said figuring Richa might as well learn that this was not a small town where laws like the drinking age were somewhat more relaxed. Shubhangi let Richa lead her toward the door, but as they approached, they inevitably got separated as several people pushed toward the entrance. Shubhangi was three people behind Richa when she reached the door, Shubhangi watched waiting for the large black bouncer to point Richa back toward the street. The bouncer spoke to Richa briefly and she fumbled in her purse for a second and then produced her ID. God she was naïve. Didn’t she know that the bouncer was looking for proof of age? It was then Shubhangi’s turn to be amazed. He opened the door for Richa and let her pass without a second glance at her. Shubhangi followed quickly now that Richa was out of her sight and a tingle of worry went through Shubhangi. The bouncer checked Shubhangi’s ID with a cursory glance and let her pass. Shubhangi pushed her way through the crowd and into the bar, the first floor was a very large sports bar. TV's hung from every corner and a large projection model broadcasted a Bull’s Game over the main bar. The waiters and waitresses were dressed in Bull’s Jersey's as part of the uniform.

 

Shubhangi looked around the packed bar for Richa who she’d somehow managed to lose. The bar was filled to capacity with excited, cheering fans all in their mid-20's. The game was in its final quarter and the Bulls were up by 2, the crowd was roaring with every free throw and missed shot of the game which prevented almost every attempt Shubhangi made to move through the crowd to find Richa. Worry was really hitting Shubhangi now, Richa had been here less than 1 day and Shubhangi had already lost her in a bar in downtown Chicago. And then just like that Shubhangi felt someone familiar take her arm from behind, Shubhangi whirled around to find Richa standing there, obviously pleased with herself, holding two drinks.

 

“Here Aunt Shu…I thought the least I could do was buy a round after that dinner…” Richa handed Shubhangi one and said. Shubhangi just stared at Richa as both relief and frustration filled her, the sad part was that the frustration was with herself and not Richa. Why the hell was Shubhangi so worried? Shubhangi knew Richa would not leave her and how much trouble could she really get into in less than 10 minutes.

 

“Thanks…but what exactly did you say to that bouncer that convinced him to let you in?” Shubhangi smiled and asked.

 

“I told him…I would blow him in the bathroom later…” Richa replied grinning with a twinkle in her eye.

 

“Very funny…” Shubhangi said with both mock and genuine irritation.

 

“Well one of my friends back home gave me this as a going away present.” Richa said handing Shubhangi a genuine Illinois driver’s license with Richa’s picture on it; the only discrepancy was the name, which read Angelina Moline.

 

“My friends name is Angelina…our first road trip together was to Moline…it was her goofy idea so that…I would think of her when I was in Chicago…I’ve no idea how she got the ID…” Richa responded to Shubhangi’s confusion.

 

“You’re not mad? Are you?” Richa asked observing Shubhangi closely. Richa was testing Shubhangi’s boundaries already, Shubhangi had some tough choices to make all of the sudden.

 

“No I am not mad…You’re not the first girl to get a fake ID…however…there can be some negative consequences…I’m going to assume you’re mature enough to make smart choices about things like this…but as the saying goes…You’re not in Kanas anymore…don’t call me if and when you get arrested…” Shubhangi said tentatively.

 

Richa considered Shubhangi for a minute and said “Deal…”

 

“Okay now how about we get a table…see what this place is all about…” Shubhangi smiled and said. Richa beamed at Shubhangi and was off through the throngs of people in search of a place to sit. Shubhangi followed Richa and eventually joined her at the end of the bar where they could stand and watch the final minutes of the game. They both nursed their drinks as the Bull’s eventually defeated the Pistons 108 to 103. The crowd was really into the game and it was fun to watch Richa take it all in. There were two very cute guys standing next to them, Shubhangi was not surprised at all when Richa drew their attention. Shubhangi stepped slightly away from Richa to order another drink and let her enjoy the attention of these two bar sharks.

 

When Shubhangi returned Richa was engaged with the two men so she stood aside and watched with amusement. The guys were working it hard and Richa was obviously enjoying the attention of these handsome sharks, and Shubhangi wondered how much Richa was aware of their obvious objective. Shubhangi handed Richa her drink and she politely disengaged from the two guys and returned to their little alcove at the end of the bar.

 

“Looks like you made some friends…” Shubhangi said tentatively.

 

Richa laughed and said “I don’t think those two wanted to be my friends…but I’m pretty sure they would have fucked me on the edge of the bar if I would let them…they wanted me to dance on the bar…in some contest they are having at midnight…”

 

Shubhangi laughed and was pleased to see Richa was not as naïve as Shubhangi may have thought. Shubhangi laughed with Richa and they drank their beers. As the night progressed, they watched the crowd and drank more beer and were both getting a little giddy. Occasionally the DJ would break in between songs and encourage the female patrons to enter their “Thong Dance Contest” at midnight. All through the place groups of girls giggled about possibly entering and the roving males encouraged each and every one.

 

At around 11:50 a bar manager with a clip board and headset came around and went table to table signing up the contest participants. The manager reached Shubhangi & Richa; Shubhangi politely declined, but Richa asked what exactly the contest was. The bar manager smiled lecherously at Richa admiring her stunning body and said “Well it’s basically a dance contest to the ‘Thong Song’. We let girls dance on the bar for 4 minutes…and then we judge them on crowd noise…the winner drinks free all night…”

 

Richa considered for a moment and leaned to Shubhangi and said “Aunt Shu do you want to? It might be fun…”

 

Shubhangi considered her for a moment and replied “I think I’m a little old to be dancing on a bar…but you go ahead if you like…” Richa considered for a minute and looked around the room at her competition and then back to the bar manager. “I’m not sure…I would be any good …I don’t dance much…”

 

The bar manager laughed and said “Honey I’m sure you would do just fine as he admired her curves…So you want in or out?”

 

Richa smiled and said “Out I think…Not sure I’m up for that tonight…” Shubhangi smiled thinking of the night in the hot tub where Richa was embarrassed by being naked with three family members and imagined her up on the bar being ogled by half of Chicago. The bar manager moved away writing Richa off and moved back into the crowd. At midnight the bar lights came up and glowed like spotlights as the contest was about to begin. Richa moved closer to watch and Shubhangi followed her, Richa was clearly torn about her decision to experience what was going on and her embarrassment of dancing on the bar. Shubhangi was sure the alcohol they had consumed had weakened their inhibitions because Richa was not normally interested in being the centre of attention. Shubhangi was confident that Richa made the right decision and would agree after she saw the mindless ogling of the women that was about to occur. Two minutes later 12 women stood side by side on the bar and the ‘Thong Song’ started. The women began swaying their hips and those that were friends were grinding against each other much to the satisfaction of the men.

 

Richa was at the end of the bar where the two men that she’d previously talked to stood. They greeted her with smiles before their attention was drawn by the woman on the end that had unwisely chosen a skirt to wear while dancing on the bar. Richa giggled as she got a flash of panties from the woman in front of her. Shubhangi stood behind the scene letting Richa get close to the bar. Suddenly one of the men spoke in Richa ear and she laughed and shook her head yes. The next thing Shubhangi knew Richa was being hoisted onto the bar and a wave of applause broke through the crowd as she pranced next to the girl in the skirt shaking her butt.

 

Her mom Meera would shit if she knew that her daughter Richa was dancing on a bar less than 12 hours after her arrival in the Windy City, but Shubhangi figured what the hell. Let Richa get it out of her system. After some encouraging cheering the girl next to Richa lifted her skirt to display her ‘Thong’ underwear as the song suggested she should. The guys went wild as she spanked her own ass. The women let her skirt fall back into place, but she’d raised the bar for applause and the other girls were not to be outdone. One in the middle of the bar lifted her skin tight t-shirt to reveal her 32A tits that apparently did not require a bra. The guys once again went wild, this was getting out of control now and all the girls were flashing either their underwear or tits. The girl farthest from Richa gave up and hopped off the bar knowing she could not win without showing skin.

 

A chant slowly rose out of the testosterone laden room. “Skin to Win. Skin to Win. Skin to Win…” The other women on the bar seemed emboldened by the attention and a kind of group mentality overcame both the men and women that can only be described as ‘The Spring Break Effect’. Within seconds the women were beginning to show more and more skin for more and more applause. One woman in the centre of the spectacle actually took off her top and threw it into the crowd. Shubhangi watched Richa who was no longer dancing, but watching the spectacle with flushed cheeks and an uncertain look. Shubhangi thought it was time for Richa to call it a night and hoped she would before the crowd turned their attention to her.

 

Before the thought left Shubhangi head someone in the throng yelled “Girl on the end…let’s see some tits!” Richa realized they were talking to her, and the two guys who had hoisted her up on the bar began chanting “Tits! Tits! Tits!” Their chant was soon picked up by the rest of the bar. Richa stood there absolutely stunned as if time had stopped, she was bright red and just stood there for several seconds; then she half-heartedly began to sway her hips hoping clearly hoping to redirect the crowd from her top half to her bottom half. This was a losing strategy and the booing began almost immediately as the crowd realized that she was not moving in the direction of flashing them.

 

Richa blushed harder as the chant for her tits increased. For a second her hands moved to the bottom of her shirt, she paused and looked out at the crowd at Shubhangi. Almost every guy in the place was focused singularly on her. “God either do it or get off the bar” Shubhangi thought. And at that moment Richa shook her head as if clearing it, and then hopped off the bar and pushed her way through the crowd and back to Shubhangi. Shubhangi took her by the hand and guided her to the back of the room ignoring the booing from the horny mass of men they passed. They made their way through the crowd and up the stairs to the second level bar which was much more sedated. They found their way to the couch in the corner and sat down. Richa was sweating and flushed, she grabbed Shubhangi’s beer and downed half of it in one gulp.

 

“Shit…that was insane…” Richa said.

 

“Yeah you gotta be careful what you get into up here…” Shubhangi replied. Richa sat quietly reflecting and sipping her beer. After a few minutes they decided to leave and made their way back through the bar and out into the street. Shubhangi hailed a cab and they were on their way back to Shubhangi’s house. Twenty minutes later they were in Shubhangi’s living room. Richa asked if she could have something to drink. Shubhangi headed for her room to change and told her to help herself. When Shubhangi returned, Richa had also changed into shorts and a t-shirt and had a large glass of wine in front of her. She’d also poured one for Shubhangi, Shubhangi joined her on the couch.

 

“Thanks for taking me out tonight…I’d fun…and I’m sorry if things got a bit out of control at the bar…I guess…I got caught up in the moment…” Richa said.

 

Shubhangi smiled and told her “Don’t sweat it honey…I’d fun and you’re not the first girl to get caught up in the moment…do you regret dancing on the bar?”

 

Richa reflected for a minute and said “Yes and no…it’s hard to describe…it was fun at first… but then when the crowd wanted me to flash them…it was kind of scary…but it was also exciting…I don’t know…it’s just that…” She paused sipping her wine speculatively, and Shubhangi waited for her to continue.

 

“I guess it was strange…when I was up there part of me felt like I was someone else…it was like I was playing a role kind of…it was surreal…for a moment I didn’t think of myself as whom I am…but more of someone more like the other girls that were up there…part of me wanted to go crazy like them…part of me wanted to flash those guys…sitting here now I can’t believe I even considered it…but in the moment…I almost did it…”

 

Shubhangi whole world tilted and her head spun, she knew exactly the feeling Richa described having experienced it over and over during The Game. Richa had just articulated Shubhangi’s feelings over the last several months. Shubhangi’s mouth went dry at the realization that Richa had experienced that rush Shubhangi felt while playing The Game, albeit on a much smaller scale.

 

“So why didn’t you do it?” Shubhangi asked in a whisper, her mind reeling. Richa was hitting too close to home without even realizing it. Shubhangi felt both a tidal wave of relief that she was not alone in her feelings, but also a wrenching worry of what might happen should Richa decide that she enjoyed the feeling of the rush Shubhangi understood all too well.

 

“Honestly…I would have except…I saw you in the crowd and reality came back to me…if you had not have been right there…I probably would have at least flashed my tits…maybe more…I don’t know…” Richa replied honestly.

 

Shubhangi sipped her wine contemplatively lost in her own thoughts.

 

“You probably think I’m a freak…” Richa said. For the first time in moments Shubhangi looked at Richa and saw the worry on her face. Shubhangi immediately realized the courage it must have taken Richa to share her feelings with her. Shubhangi own epiphany had blocked any empathy she should have had for Richa. Shubhangi thought of what it was like to tell Michelle about her experiences and realized how strong this young, beautiful woman was. Shubhangi was not her girlfriend, Shubhangi was Richa’s Aunt and she was only 18. God Shubhangi was being insensitive.

 

Shubhangi went to Richa immediately and hugged her fiercely. “You’re not a freak…” Shubhangi told her and meant it. Richa hugged Shubhangi back, but she was obviously confused by the intensity of Shubhangi’s reaction. When they parted Richa looked much more at ease, but very curious. Shubhangi smiled at her and she smiled back both of them sharing a moment of camaraderie.

 

Shubhangi giggled and said “Hell Richa…I’ve flashed my tits once or twice before…it’s not the end of the world…see...” And then Shubhangi lifted her t-shirt and flashed her 34 B’s. Richa’s eyes went wide and then they both started giggling.

 

“Aunt Shu…you’re naughty girl…look I’m naughty too…but not quite as big as you…” Richa said giggling and then she flashed Shubhangi her boobs. They both giggled the ice broken and just like that Shubhangi had a room-mate. They drank wine the rest of the night talking like the old days. Sometime around 2 AM it was time to call it a night. Shubhangi told Richa she was going to bed and Richa followed her on drunken legs. As they separated in the hallway Richa paused and turned to Shubhangi as if remembering something.

 

“Aunt Shu…so when exactly did you flash your boos and to whom?” Richa asked.

 

Shubhangi considered Richa for a moment, her mind flashing on the vision of herself grinding on a stripper pole. “That is a story for another night…” Shubhangi said. Richa seemed to accept this and turned to her room until morning. Shubhangi went to her own room and climbed naked between her cotton sheets. As Shubhangi lay there, her thoughts once again returned to the game. She’d thought about nothing else recently and as she lay in her bed slowly drifting toward sleep, her mind relaxed and she realized that she was truly afraid of The Game. It was not just nervousness or guilt although there was plenty of that, but true fear. It was all too clear in that haze of thought between wake and sleep; something dark and sinister swimming in the deep pool of subconscious. Shubhangi couldn’t see it, but it was there.

 

It was like a memory of that person you went to high college with but have not thought of in ten years. You can picture the face, and you know the name, but you just can’t come up with it. It swims under the surface of your mind. You can see its shadow, but never reach down and pull it out into the light of consciousness and say ‘His name is Mahesh.’

 

Shubhangi’s fear was like that and as she drifted ever closer to sleep, her fear swam further toward the surface so that she could almost see its scaly reptilian body below the black waters of her subconscious mind. It was something deep down, which was now just out of reach. There was something she was afraid of, and The Game was making her go fishing in those dangerous waters of the soul. Shubhangi finally drifted off and her last conscious thought was an image of her standing on a diving board over a dark pool and stepping off. Shubhangi fell and fell toward whatever waited for her in the dark water below…