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Story :- Exciting Adventurous Experiences

Written by iloveall

This is a story of adventure, suspense, titillation, excitement and sensuality. It uncovers subtle, expressive and passionate relationships. It is slow and progresses steadily. Those interested in only hard porn, may please move elsewhere. Part one is the beginning of this three part series.



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Exciting Adventurous Experiences Ch. 01

I am Sunil. I was working for an international media company as a political journalist. I was 35 years old and my wife, Sunita, was about 32 at the time when this story developed. We had rented a flat in an army colony and had moved in a short while ago.

Colonel Jaswant Singh and his wife, Jyoti, made a nice couple. They lived in the block opposite to ours. The husband, Col. Jaswant Singh, was a retired army colonel. (We shall address him as the Col. in this story). He was in the commando group and was engaged on various fronts. He was considered an expert in anti-terrorist and anti-guerrilla warfare operations. He retired and started a successful security agency business. Over a period of time, his business grew to the extent, that his staff was able to manage the affairs of the business well. That left the Col. enough time for golf and some other social activities. His wife Jyoti was an attractive woman.

The Colonel and I did not know each other for quite some time; until that fateful evening. He came to our flat to ask me to move my parked car; which blocked his car. My wife Sunita and I were sitting in our drawing room watching TV. We had seen the Colonel earlier and knew that he lived in the next block opposite to ours. As soon as we saw him at the door, Sunita and I got up. We welcomed him and before he could say anything, we requested him to make himself comfortable first and sit on the sofa.

Sunita made tea quickly and offered it to him. The Colonel was angry, when he landed at our door. However, he was disarmed at seeing our reception. He kept looking at my wife for some time. He seemed more than impressed looking at her. He was rather surprised at our welcome and hesitantly accepted the tea. When I apologized for the inconvenience caused to him by my careless parking. He brushed aside the need for an apology and invited us for a cup of coffee in the evening at his house the next day.

Actually, our flats, which were opposite to each other, enabled a view of the other's drawing room. If we chose, we could even talk, standing close to the windows of our flats. We had seen him and his wife earlier; but had not been introduced. We accepted his invitation. Our visit to his flat started a chain of mutual visits that led to a memorable friendship, association and a lot more.

We were quite impressed with his mannerism and his personality. Although he said that he had retired from the armed forces, he hardly looked older than us. Sunita felt that perhaps, he must have taken a premature retirement. He stood tall and had no flab on him. His smile was infectious.

The Colonel's wife Jyoti was an attractive woman. She was thin and fairly tall for an Indian woman. She spoke well, was well qualified and was fond of reading. She wore smart dresses and did not have to make an effort to attract attention. She had bright white teeth which shined as she smiled. She carried herself with dignity. She had her hair cut short and wore slacks, jeans and loose shirts or tops. Her face was typically round with dimples decorating her cheeks.

She had a pretty nose and her eyes always looked mischievous to me. Her breasts jutted out of her dress prominently. They were full, ripe 'C' cup size; but shapely and always invited men's stares. Her hips curved out of her waist line. She certainly had a figure to stare at. At the cost of being called impertinent by my wife several times, I found it difficult to avoid taking my eyes off her whenever we met.

I began to develop fancy for her and dreamt of fucking her in my dreams. I loved her juicy melons and creamed out in bed fantasizing of squeezing and sucking those lovely, ripe and sumptuous globes. I suspected that many times, she deliberately wore revealing dresses and posed so as to give me better view of her breasts. Once when I went to her flat for some work, she made me wait and returned after changing into a skimpy dress. She made me sit, offered me tea and gave me titillating poses of her boobs, ass and navel; pretending as if all her actions like bending, turning, raising hands etc. were accidental. She sat in the chair opposite me gently exposing breath taking views of her thighs and the cavity between them covered by a tiny panty. Needless to mention that she was driving me crazy. I knew that she also liked me and perhaps fancied me.

The Colonel's situation was not much different. The very first time, when the Colonel landed in our flat for asking us to move our car; he was swept away by my wife Sunita's charms. Perhaps that was the reason why instead of complaining about my wrong parking, he landed up inviting us to his home and took initiative to befriend us.

My wife Sunita was well filled unlike Jyoti. She was curvaceous and stood slightly shorter than Jyoti, at about 5 ft. 4 inches. My wife almost always wore sarees. I liked her to wear a saree, because I felt that a saree is sexually more stimulating than other dresses; if worn rightly. In case of urgency, I could have a quick session with her simply by raising her saree and petticoat. No need for removing any garments.

By nature, I was and am a flirt and perhaps a bit of pervert in the eyes of an average person. I loved to experiment and enjoy sex. When we married, my wife Sunita was conservative as far as sex was concerned; like any normal Indian woman. It took me a while and a lot of efforts to make her realize that sex is just not a woman's duty to her husband for making babies; sex is also to be enjoyed. After partially succeeding in these efforts, I was able to have sex with her in different positions, make her orgasm and make her wear more revealing dresses.

I loved her to wear saree in the way that excited one's imagination. After my endless persuasion, she learnt to wear saree revealing her navel and abdomen; tying the knot such that exposed her body and invited stares from men. I made her wear blouses and bra that accentuated her lovely globes. Not that they needed any promotion. I made her overcome her initial inhibition on partially exposing her body. However, her enthusiasm ended there.

I had this secret perversion (as most people would like to call it) of my wife and me enjoying sex together with another well endowed male. This is known as threesome. Not that I would not love to fuck an attractive woman together with my wife. However, I thought it to be a farfetched possibility. When it was so tough even to get my wife to agree to accept another male in our bedroom, the chances of her accepting another woman was virtually impossible. Add to this, the challenge of getting another woman to agree to join us in bed! Well, that could just be a fantasy and nothing more.

I began to work on my wife to make her fantasize for a man other than me during our love making sessions. I began to toss names of her ex college mates and ex colleagues or names of some of the people we knew. I even inquired if she had any male friends with whom she had some outings, who tried to woo her. She made it clear that she had never entertained even a thought, leave aside fantasy, for any man; who might have tried to woo her in the past. List of such men, she told me, was not small. After strong initial resistance, she yielded to hear my talking about some known or imaginary men, as her possible lovers, but only as a fantasy.

The Colonel invited us to his army club and entertained us well. He was full of chivalry. He was very graceful and paid special attention to my wife Sunita. He told us that we should pay due respect to our ladies. Sunita not only liked his gestures, but talked appreciatively about them to me. I saw a ray of hope there.

Similarly, the Colonel desired that I should show the same courtesies to his wife Jyoti. He was pleased to let me escort his wife out of the car, to let her sit next to me and to let me talk to her at length. I didn't mind it at all and I felt that neither did my wife. By that time, the Colonel's wife Jyoti and my wife Sunita had become good friends. I loved escorting her or offering her a chair before I sat.

Sunita found the Colonel very likable and found his company entertaining. She liked the way he chaperoned her. For me, this was a welcome development. I suppose I was also able to establish a good rapport with the Colonel's wife Jyoti; who I guessed, was more adventurous than my wife.

We met generally on weekends. Sometimes the Colonel took me alone to his club during the week. He and I drank beer until 10 pm. He told me of his time in the army, how he fought a war and sweet moments during his service period. One day I could not avoid asking him if it was true that army officers flirted with each other's wife. The Colonel was surprised at my question; but admitted that it was not uncommon. However, it happened under cover, discreetly. As I knew the Colonel more, I realized that with his greater association, my pervert side was itching to surface.

There was another reason for it. I noticed that the Colonel looked for an opportunity to see or meet my wife, to talk to her and to get as close to her as possible. He tried to be subtle about it. I did not miss it, however.

During one of the casual chats, I told the Colonel that Sunita was preparing for an exam and had some difficulties in maths. When the Colonel heard it, he jumped at the opportunity. He immediately offered his service to coach her. He said that he was very good in maths and always passed with distinction in the subject. When I told my wife Sunita about this, she was thrilled. She told me to accept his offer immediately.

The Colonel started to coach Sunita in the evening every alternate day. Usually he came alone. Sometimes, he came with his wife Jyoti. When he came with her, she and I would sit in the drawing room watching the TV, or talked about nothing in particular. The Colonel taught my wife in our bedroom. He preferred not to teach her in my presence. My wife Sunita made it a point to leave the bedroom door open for anyone to come in, if necessary.

At times it happened that, when the Colonel came, Sunita was busy in the kitchen. The Colonel then, made it a point to join her in the kitchen. He sat there on a stool and watched her work. He would wait patiently for her to finish her work and then commence coaching. My wife appreciated his tolerance for the delay on account of her preoccupation. I was sure the Colonel was utilizing the time, enjoying the sight of my wife at work. He sat on a stool behind her watching the movement of her buttocks when she moved in the kitchen and her cleavage, when she bent to fetch something. I would surely have done much more if I was in his place.

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One night, at bed time, I asked Sunita how her studies were going. Sunita was all praise for the Colonel. She said that he was indeed an expert in maths and she loved the way he taught her with endless patience.

In our early marriage days, Sunita and I had a pretty good sex life. However, it petered out after we had a child. Stormy sex sessions were becoming rarity. I did not remember when we had one in the last four years. However, the company of Singhs injected some element of interest and excitement in our bed time talk. In the night, when I wanted her to be active in sex, I would mention the name of the Colonel in a casual manner. Our dialogues one night went somewhat like this.

I asked her, "How do you find the Colonel? He is really well built and strong. He told me that he fought five terrorists single handed, in a hand to hand combat in Kashmir."

She came closer to me and nuzzled her head into my chest lovingly as she responded murmuring, "He is strong and handsome. He has been decorated in the army also for his gallantry. He is gentlemanly and polite with me."

I chided her and said, "But I have seen him staring at your boobs many times, when you are not looking."

"Of course, at times I have seen him staring at me and at my body with a particular look. Any woman can understand when a man looks at her with that hungry look. But then he has so far not even touched me with wrong intentions; although he could have done it under some pretext. Therefore I don't know if my judgement of him is correct or not." She cuddled me and dug her nails into my back pressing her body hard against mine.

I was on the defensive, "Well, let us presume that he looked at you with desire in his eyes. The question is which man would not look at a beautiful and sexy woman like you with lust? Darling, you are a very desirable woman. You know it well. I feel like doing something to you by just looking at you. Whenever I see you, I always want to undress you and fuck you. So what is his fault? It only shows that he is a man with virility."

I knew that all women love to believe that they are beautiful and attractive to men. My wife was no exception. She really was desirable and beautiful.

Sunita readily agreed with me whilst also attacking me, "Well, you are right. All men are like that. When you look at me at times, I see a wolfish look in your eyes. Well, to be fair to him, he is better than you."

"Are you disappointed that he is not like me?" I asked her.

Sunita got a bit cheesed off, "What do you mean?"

I said patiently, "Have you ever thought why he spends so much of his time teaching you? I wonder what his wife is thinking."

Sunita was thoughtful. She looked at me and asked, "Do you think his wife feels jealous? At times, even I have wondered, why does the Colonel spend so much of his time teaching me? Should I ask him?"

"No. You would be a silly woman to ask a question like that. Why would a young smart man want to spend time with a young, smart and beautiful woman?" I tried putting a thought in her mind.

Sunita blushed. Then she looked at me with a question mark on her face and asked, "Do you think he is trying to woo me or something? I have found him to be a decent gentleman."

I tried to be simplistic, "I think he likes to spend time with you. May be he feels attracted to you."

There was an expression of irritation on her face as she asked, "Don't talk nonsense. On second thought, I hope you are not telling me all this to divert my attention from the fact that you like to spend time with his wife Jyoti? Is that true?"

I was again on the back foot, "Well, Jyoti is of course an attractive woman. We get along well. But the situation that we have to spend some time together is not of my choice. However, if you do not like my sitting with Jyoti, then I shall stop seeing her."

Sunita placed a finger on my lips and said, "Nonsense. Why should I stop you? I am not at all jealous. You are my husband and nothing can change that. Jyoti is the Colonel's wife. That is final. So what is there to worry about? Do you remember that you told me once about your affair with a girl in your college days? Both of you had even decided to marry. Since you both were so close, it is very likely that you might have had some sexual relation with her also at that time. But then what happened? We got married and that affair lapsed into history. If you enjoy Jyoti's company and she enjoys yours, why shouldn't you two spend some good time together? Why should I complain? Besides I know Jyoti too well. She loves her husband very much." I was surprised beyond words at her such a generous analysis of the situation. Obviously this bode well for my plans.

Sunita paused and then asked, "But tell me frankly. Do you think that I should stop learning from the Colonel? I feel that you have some issues with it. You don't like him staring at my body. Is it not?"

The dialogue was heading in a direction that I disliked. I had not only to nip it in the bud, I had to give a positive direction to it. I said, "Not at all. I definitely want you to continue to learn. Don't even think of discontinuing it. On the contrary, I would like to add something. According to our culture, the teacher or Guru is like next to God. To learn properly, the first thing you must do is to treat your Guru as if he is God and should never find faults in him. To learn well you must fully accept the teacher and obey him in all respects. Without that you can't learn." I paused and looked at her. She was listening attentively.

I resumed, "I feel that his looking at your body or occasionally flirting with you by touching you means that he is seriously interested in you. It is a sign that he perceives you as person close to him. It's a welcome sign and if such a thing happens, you should be happy and you should show that you are happy. Your happiness will energize him to teach you better and give all that he has got. For a man, it is a natural urge to touch a voluptuous and desirable woman like you. Am I right or not?" I paused and looked at my wife for her reaction. I knew her answer. Any woman after such lavish praise would not disagree. She was listening to me intently. She nodded her head.

I continued pampering her ego, "He cannot be faulted for it. After all, you are a very beautiful and sexy woman and he is a normal strong and virile man with manly instincts. I must admire his restraint that he has so far not flirted with you. Perhaps he is afraid that you will react negatively. Otherwise, he would have swept you off your feet. You see he was in the army and there, ladies do not mind men touching them or mildly flirting with them. I think so far he does not feel free with you. He should feel free with you so that he teaches you with all his heart. He needs to know that you are not averse to his touching or flirting."

She asked me, "Well, you are right. He has been very gentlemanly so far. Perhaps he may have some fear in his mind. But then, what can I do about it?"

I smiled like an expert and offered a generous solution to her problem . "What you need to do is to intentionally touch him once in a while and express your affection in order to make him realize that you do not mind him touching you. I feel that at least, he is entitled to that, if he sacrifices so much time for you."

My wife Sunita thought for a while on what I told her, nodded her head and said earnestly, "I appreciate your advice. I think you are right. But such a situation has never arisen. If it arises, I shall have to understand his feelings and respect it; rather than take it negatively. And yes, I should be extra friendly to him and try to make him feel wanted by touching him occasionally and welcome his flirting. Darling don't worry, I shall follow your advice. I am thankful for your selfless interest in my studies. I know I must improve my maths and do well in my coming exams." She became emotional and I could see a tear in her eyes. I patted her back sympathetically.

I was deviously pleased at my success. That was the first time that I felt that I managed to plant an amorous thought for the Colonel in my wife's mind. She seemed to have absorbed it. We had rollicking sex that night. I knew that the thought of the Colonel looking at her body with lust or flirting with her, excited her. I felt good for her.

One evening, when the Colonel was teaching my wife, I entered the bedroom and began talking with both in a casual way. I asked the Colonel if she was a good student. Without waiting for his reply, I told him that if she did not study well, he could spank her bottom or pinch her waist. I demonstrated it by spanking her bottoms once and by taking the Colonel's hand and placing it on my wife's waist and making him pinch her waist to show how he could do it.

Sunita blushed profusely, whilst the Colonel looked somewhat ill at ease. However, Sunita looked at the Colonel encouragingly and said, "Of course, he is my teacher and if I am a bad student, he has the right to punish me."

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The Colonel smiled and said, "I would love to do it. However, Sunita does not give me such an opportunity. She is a very a good student. What could I do when she has been such a good student?"

I was surprised to hear my wife's response. "If as a teacher, you can punish me for my fault; then you must reward me for being a good student also. You could hug me or pat me on the back or give me a kiss on my cheeks. That will be my reward of being a good student."

The Colonel also seemed pleasantly surprised at her encouragement.

She was so pleased with my intervention in their studies that evening that in the night in bed, she profusely thanked me, kissed me hard and gave me a VIP sexual treatment. She not only undressed me and made me ready for sex; she gave me a fantastic blow job and made me fuck her hard. Then she mounted me and fucked me again. She had repeated orgasms during sex, I was amazed to see the Colonel's charms working on her and my sexual life getting resurrected.

After that, whenever I wanted her to be aggressive in bed, I would just start the topic of the Colonel; and I would have my way.

During the following weeks, her coaching went on unabated. Both, the student and teacher promptly started the class on time (sometimes, earlier than scheduled time) and ended up late. Her enthusiasm for studies was enviable. I kept asking her about their interactions. She elaborately described to me how the Colonel became freer with her; after she encouraged him by touching him occasionally and making affectionate gestures. She said that she was following my instructions and she felt that the results were astounding. She was pleased at the spurt in Colonel's enthusiasm for teaching her. They had completed the syllabus once and were rehearsing it. She said that the Colonel would like to rehearse the subject thrice. The Colonel said that he guaranteed her passing with close to 90 % marks.

She also said that the Colonel squeezed her waist, patted her back, or touched her thighs or lovingly tussled her hair, when she did the examples right. She told me that once the Colonel hugged her; when she did a difficult example correctly. I could feel the Colonel leading her on the garden path and I was excited to hear their preliminary adventures.

On the other side, my relationship with the Colonel's wife progressed in a more mature way. I realized that Jyoti understood me and my intentions. I also knew that she was game for it. Both of us understood each other. Each knew the other's feelings and therefore there was no need or scope for any adventure or preliminaries.

There was a festival for foreign films for which the Colonel managed to buy four tickets for a Saturday evening show. He informed us well in advance that he had planned for us to go with them. I thanked him for the invitation. However, Sunita expressed her reluctance. She said that she did not comprehend highly accented dialogues of English pictures and therefore it would be a waste of money. She also said that she would not be a good company for them; because she would blankly look at the screen, when all others might be enjoying the dialogues. I also agreed with her. The Colonel dismissed our argument. He said that he would translate and explain the scenes to my wife. He explained that these pictures also had sub-titles. The Colonel did not listen to our arguments and ensured that we were ready to go with them.

I told Sunita, "Since there would be an esteemed group of people, amongst them, mostly foreigners, you should dress up well. You have to wear your dress to look modern. If you wear traditional, conservative dress, it would look awkward. People would look at you and may comment also. Wear skirt, frock, pant or something exciting with revealing top."

Although she understood my desire, she was not ready to wear skirts. She said, "If you insist that I have to wear a skirt, I shall not come to attend the program. I shall wear a saree, if you want me to come. However, do not worry. I shall look modern and you will see more men staring at your wife than at other women."

I smiled to myself and said, as if I was making a special concession for her, "Well, I guess, I have to accept it as there is no alternative. Nowadays, women do not wear sarees, unless they are fat or ugly looking. But anyway, it's ok, if you are up to your promise." I sighed as if I was disappointed. She looked sad seeing my disappointment.

She really fulfilled her promise. She spent almost half a day getting ready. She had her hair done at a parlour. She also had some work done on her face etc. She put on a semi-transparent saree; which I had bought for her. It was green with parrot patterned designs. The blouse she wore was the shortest one she had, with completely open back. It was also a bit too tight; which accentuated her shapely well filled pin-up breasts. Her embroidered thin stripped bra highlighted her cleavage and was visible through transparent blouse, which was held in place by two strings tied by simple pull string knots at her back. Her breasts jutted out of her bra and blouse both from the top and bottom. The saree was tied such that not only her belly button and navel but also her abdomen curve leading down to just above her pubic area was visible. She had wrapped her saree tight below her waist, which heightened her ass curves. She just looked sex incarnate. I was thrilled to see her dressed to kill.

We met the Colonel downstairs. When he saw Sunita, his eyes popped out of their sockets. He kept staring at her shamelessly. When Jyoti nudged him, did he look away. Perhaps Sunita and Jyoti had talked on dressing up. When I saw Jyoti, my jaw dropped. She was wearing tight blue half shorts with pleated top. The top was loose at the neck, but tight on breasts and low enough to reveal her abundant cleavage. The tight hip hugging shorts and exposed legs right until her thighs looked tantalizing. Her long legs looked inviting and I felt the crevice between them was sure to leave a dry taste in the mouths of the men watching her. It was such a pleasant thought to see these two young women offering a feast to the hungry eyes of hundreds of males during our journey to the theatre. I realized that there was a subtle competition between the two ladies about who looked better.

There was heavy rain that day. That helped drop the temperature quite a bit and there was a chill in the air. The Colonel asked his wife to carry her shawl with her.

I had a big shawl. I carried it with me. We decided that it would not be advisable for us to go by car; as there was a traffic jam due to rains. The theatre was close to the station and we decided to go by metro train. We presumed that there would not be much rush in the train; as the peak traffic would be in the opposite direction. How wrong were we!

At the suburban station, the Colonel and my wife Sunita were talking and Mrs. Singh (Jyoti) and I were standing some distance away from them; when the train arrived. The train was packed and it was a herculean task to get in. I lost sight of the Colonel and Sunita. However, I caught Jyoti's hand and both of us barely managed to board the train before the train started.

There was just no space for us to move. Jyoti was almost crushed between some men. I pushed and shoved some passengers and managed to reach her. She managed to free herself from surrounding men and pulled me to cover her from the crowd. She was with her back to the wall of the compartment. Without having to make any effort, my body was pushed into her. I could feel her breasts on my chest and I was sure, she could feel my expanding member poking her crotch. I felt embarrassed and yet excited. Jyoti took this in a matter of fact way. She was neither embarrassed nor upset.

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I looked for the Colonel and my wife. I could not spot them initially. After a while, I saw the Colonel waving at me from the other end of the coach. I could not see my wife Sunita. He indicated that she was standing there behind him. I realized that she also was almost enveloped by the Colonel to protect her from other men. It was hot and humid and smelling foul with the perspiration of the passengers. When we finally landed at the station, Sunita quickly ran to me. She wanted to tell me something. However, there was drizzle and we ran for the theatre. Her voice drowned in the noise and before she could speak to me, we arrived at the theatre. It was a great relief to settle ourselves in the cool air-conditioning when we reached the theatre hall.

The Colonel and Sunita were ahead of us. The Colonel was explaining something to Sunita when we entered the hall. The Colonel and Sunita were ushered in to the seats first. The Colonel went to occupy the last seat. He asked Sunita to sit next to him. When we reached them, Jyoti occupied the seat adjoining Sunita. I had to sit next to Jyoti. Both the ladies sat next to each other. We husbands sat at the ends with the wife of the other.

After we were seated, the Colonel gestured me to move my head closer to him. He asked, "Is it ok, if I sit here with Sunita? May I have the company of your beautiful wife? We can change the seats if you like to sit with her. However, Jyoti is there to give you company. She will also explain to you the story; if you ask her."

Then the Colonel asked my wife, "Sunita, would you like to sit with me so I can translate for you, or would you like to sit with your husband? You can change the seat, if you feel jealous about your husband sitting with Jyoti."

Sunita smiled hearing this and said with a smirk on her face, "No, Colonel, this is alright. Let my husband have the pleasure of Jyoti's company for the show. I have my husband's company 24 X 7; except his office hours. He desires some change and I feel that perhaps he needs some distance from me."

I interjected, "Yes, and she also needs some change. Under the pretext of allowing me Jyoti's company, she is also opting for your company."

We all laughed when Jyoti said, "This is all very good! Nobody is asking for my views. Anyway, I shall sit here and give company to Sunil, unless Sunil has any objection."

I told Jyoti, "I would love to have your company." The matter was settled.

Jyoti told me that the film was an acclaimed art film and was uncensored. The Colonel cautioned that such films could have some explicit sexual scenes. Sunita looked at me with some concern; because she was sitting next to the Colonel. I told her that both the Colonel and his wife would translate for her so that she would not have any difficulty understanding. I understood her concern and stretched my hand and patted on her lap to indicate that it was ok. When the Colonel heard me, he asked my wife if there was anything wrong. I was happy to hear from Sunita that there was no problem.

As Jyoti had told us, the movie was intensely sensual. The film was a story of a happily married sex loving couple. Soon after marriage, they went for a holiday in their car. The wife was driving. The husband wanted to kiss her. However, she lost the control of the car and there was a serious car accident. The husband developed mental problems after the accident. Due to his mental instability, he tortured and sexually abused her. In that unstable condition, he developed a phobia that his wife wanted to kill him. One day, when the husband started beating her, she cried out loud, ran out and knocked the neighbour's door shouting for help.

The neighbour was a divorcee and at that time was making love to a call girl. He opened the door partially. The wife saw that the neighbour stood naked at the door. She also saw the naked call girl on bed. She could see that they were making love. She ran out on the street. The neighbour in that condition ran after her, caught her and brought her to his flat. He listened to the lady's problems. He got dressed and went with her into the next flat and caught the husband's collar and threatened him to behave. The neighbour was strong, hefty and tall. The husband was subdued after he saw the physical strength of his neighbour.

The neighbour was sympathetic to the wife and went out of his way to help her in dealing with the problems arising out of the husband's mental illness. During his mental illness, the husband became hornier and insisted on having sex with his wife regularly and during the intercourse, beat his wife. The wife tolerated the beating so as not to mentally hurt her husband more. The doctors had told her that if her husband did not undergo any more tension, he could regain his mental balance. Out of frustration and driven by her gratitude for the neighbour's help, one night the wife succumbed to the neighbour's charm. They had an intercourse on the neighbour's bed.

The wife and the neighbour developed an intense physical relationship. At the same time, the wife and the neighbour both continued to take meticulous care of the sick husband. One night the husband saw the neighbour making love to his wife. The shock suddenly impacted his mind so strongly that he fainted out of shock. When he recovered, his mental faculties began to work normally. He regained his mental balance and became normal. The husband remembered how both had looked after him during his sickness and forgave them.

The film was very touching at the same time very erotic and sensual. It had explosive intimate sexually explicit scenes of love making between the husband and the wife, the call girl and the neighbour and the neighbour and the wife.

In the beginning of the film, Sunita asked the Colonel many questions. The Colonel continuously translated the dialogues to my wife. Whilst he was talking, he gradually placed his hand on top of Sunita's hand instinctively. I could sense her hesitation and indecision whether she should remove her hand from under the Colonel's hand or let it remain there. As I saw it, she let it be there.

Occasionally the Colonel craned his neck to tell me of some important dialogues. In the process, he had to move his head under Sunita's chin. His head was close to my wife's breasts. As the scenes became more and more sensual and intimate, the talk and questions stopped. I was sure all four us had high rate of adrenalin flowing through our veins. The air-conditioning in the theatre was powerful and we felt the chill.

I looked at the audience in the hall. Most of them were couples. I saw many of them necking their mates and some could be seen smooching their wives or girl friends or whoever they had brought along. There were some lonely guys. I could not see many, but I was sure that they had their cocks in their hands. All were completely swept away by a strong current of sensuality.

As a matter of fact, the movie was far more erotic than what we had guessed. There were so many totally nude scenes and intercourses shown vividly. I had a huge hard on and I struggled hard to adjust my trousers to control the bulge of my male member. Jyoti saw my efforts. She looked at me and smiled understandingly. Then she gently removed her shawl and spread it on her chest and lap taking care to cover me up also under it.

Then she gently placed her hand on my thigh. It was dark already and having covered our selves under her shawl, others could not see what was happening under the shawl.

I looked at the Colonel. I could see his hand on Sunita's hand. He was playing with her fingers. She sat there like a statue. She did not know how to react to the scenes on the screen on one hand and the Colonel's playing with her fingers on the other. I saw both of them sitting awkwardly because of cold and also seeing such highly arousing scenes. I got up, removed my shawl from the bag, went behind Sunita's seat and spread the shawl over the Colonel as well as Sunita; covering both of them, their neck downward. Sunita looked behind and saw me. I patted her and the Colonel's shoulder. I told her "It is cold. It is better that both of you cover your selves properly."

As I was leaving, as an afterthought, I whispered into Sunita's ears, "Remember that he is your Guru. Comfort him. In this time of high excitement, he may be expressing his desire through his fingers. Perhaps he wants to feel you. The scenes are so erotic. Hold his hands and get closer to him. Remember you promised me that if a situation arises, you will follow my advice?"

She looked at me, bowing her head a few times to acknowledge that she understood. She whispered back, "I remember. Don't worry."

I pinched the Colonel hard on his shoulder, as I withdrew, without saying anything. I saw the Colonel grimace and smile. However, he did not look behind. Perhaps he had heard my advice to Sunita.

As I was returning, I saw the Colonel's wife reach out to catch my wife's hand under the shawl. I did not know what followed. However, she told me that she squeezed Sunita's hand hard. She rubbed her hand on my wife's thighs. Gradually, she took her hand to the spot between my wife's thighs on her saree and kept rubbing it there. I could see strange expressions on Sunita's face.

Jyoti's another hand played with me. She tried to reach out between my legs. I was surprised at her boldness. However, I was too aroused to feel anything other than the action between my legs. She grabbed the bulge between my legs. I felt as if my erection was bulging out to the point of tearing off my trousers zips. Jyoti leaned on me resting her head on my chest. She gently unzipped my fly and inserted her hand in it. She could feel my boxers and the tiger underneath. I manoeuvred my underwear to let her have access to my pulsating shaft. My lund was hot. Her hands felt cold on it. She caressed her palm on my lund spreading my pre-cum over its surface.

I covered her back with my one hand and poked playfully at one of her breasts. The impact of the film on me was so much that I was leaking pre cum liberally. The film was showing one intimate scene after another. I had a situation between my legs. Jyoti was actively massaging my cock.

I inserted my hand between her thighs. Surely, she must be dripping out her juices with all the fucking scenes displayed so liberally on the screen. As I expected, her thighs were wet with her leaking juice. I had no difficulty in reaching the joint between her legs. Her panty was dripping wet. I poked my finger on the panty. Jyoti's hands caught my hand. She gently raised her butt and pulled the panty down to let me have an easy access to her liberally leaking pussy. I raised my hand a little and massaged the periphery of her pussy lips. She jerked feeling my fingers touching her pussy lips. I kept massaging the area around her clit and occasionally lifted my hand to feel her breasts.

I strained my eyes to see what was happening between the Colonel and my wife under the shawl. I could just sense that the Colonel had Sunita's hand in his and was perhaps pressing it on his lap. I saw her bend a little towards the Colonel. Was it to reach out to the Colonel's member between his legs? Was she trying to "comfort him"? It was dark and I could not watch the movement of her hand, although I suspected that it was deep down between his legs.

After considerable time, I clearly saw the Colonel turn his body facing sideways to Sunita and spotted some movement of his hands in the upper half of her body. Was the Colonel trying to feel more comfortable than I was prepared to let my wife make him feel? I must admit that I was jealous. All the same, I also did not want to let go of my share of comfort feeling the Colonel's wife's hand rubbing between my legs. I also kept massaging between her thighs and tried to feel her valley of love.for a good part of the film.

Suddenly the lights came on. The movie ended. My eyes were trained on my wife's hand. She jerked suddenly when the lights came on. She quickly removed her hand from under the shawl and tried hard to adjust her blouse and saree. She looked at me. She was flustered. I could detect guilty feelings in her eyes. We were all feeling too awkward to talk.

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We went to a restaurant, ate some sandwiches, pizza etc. and started our return back home. The return journey was uneventful. The train was not crowded and we returned home in complete silence, except for perfunctory remarks . Whilst the ladies returned to their respective flats, the Colonel and I stayed back to park our cars properly.

The Colonel said, "Hope you will enjoy the night well, after the movie."

I could not suppress my jealousy and said, "Not only the movie but also the company and the train journey." The Colonel did not miss my sarcasm.

He nodded his head and replied, "That is true for me and also for you. The score is equal on both sides, I guess."

It stung me. However, he was right. I replied, "You are right. Let us both relive the movie in our individual beds, in our own flats."

The Colonel's reply was significant. He said, "This is good for a start. God knows, there is a long way to go."

We said bye and returned to our flats.

Sunita was waiting for me after changing into a tempting night gown. I reached for her, kissed her hard on her lips for a long time and carried her to the bedroom. She released herself from my kisses and said, "Go, have a wash, change into something or nothing and come in my bed. I am waiting with open arms."

I knew that I was in for a treat that night. my wife was a different woman in a matter of months. Oh, what a night it was! She was waiting for me naked in the bed. I quickly undressed and fell beside her. As soon as I began playing with her, she jerked and had an orgasm.

I asked her as I fondled her boobs and rolled her nipples between my fingers. "I believe that in the train you were almost crushed under the Colonel?"

"Well, that is true. However, it was better than being crushed by a group of rough morons." She replied.

"Did you feel him? I mean did you feel his body on you?" I asked eagerly awaiting for her reply.

"What a silly question? Well, he was right on top of me. How could I have avoided feeling him?"

"You mean you felt his cock on you? " I saw her squirm.

"Well, don't ask me such embarrassing questions. Yes, of course. You could well imagine. What could I have done? Do you feel bad about this? If you don't like this, I shall stop meeting him. I really will." She used her final weapon. She knew, she had me.

I felt that the talk was getting derailed. I said, "Oh Gosh, no dear! Don't ever say such things. I have not felt bad at all. I am just joking. How can I feel bad? After all, it was not your choice that there was so much rush in the train. Remember that it was I, who made you sit with the Colonel. I also wrapped that shawl around you two. Would I have done that if I had felt bad about it?"

I made a face pretending to be offended with her remark. I let out a big sigh, expressing my sadness at her words.

She quickly retracted her words, "No... I did not mean that. I know you are very sporting. Even the Colonel told me so. However, I do not know, if you will forgive my action in the theatre."

"Do you mean to say that you both did something, under the shawl? Please tell me truthfully. Please, I assure you, no, I promise you. I will not feel bad at all. I swear that I shall not be scornful or angry."

Sunita appeared cagey, but I felt that she was gradually feeling more at ease as she started, "Well, he caught my hand and placed it on his thigh. He also rubbed his hand on my thighs."

"His hand was over my saree. He even lifted my saree up to my knee and attempted to pull it up further. I was confused and did not know if I should allow him to do it. Finally, I gently deflected his hand away. You see, the picture was so erotic and there were so many highly sexy scenes in the movie that I could not blame him; yet I could not go that far. That was the first time that he took any serious sexual initiative. Do you think that he could have avoided it? Frankly I was also aroused very much. I wished you were with me." She curled up to me and came into my arms. She was trying to woo me. I could trace a sense of guilt in her eyes and in her voice. I knew that what had happened was perhaps more than what she was prepared to reveal.

She continued. "Frankly, I really wished you were with me. I was sure you would have opened up my dress under the shawl and would have almost fucked me right there in the theatre. Would you not have, dear? Both the Colonel and I were very excited. I just did not know what to do. He could not control his reactions; at the same time, he was far more restrained than what you could have been."

Although she appeared to be nonchalant about it, I could see that she was horny remembering her experience with the Colonel in the theatre. I was also excited hearing my wife's adventure with the Colonel and my experience with his wife.

She was aggressively shagging my cock. I stopped her, made her crouch on all fours and went behind her. I kissed her ass, ass cheeks and bent further down and kissed her pussy. She began spewing out her juices and the flow made a small stream rolling sown slowly on her thighs. I lapped it up. I licked her dripping pussy. I slowly began rubbing my finger on her labia. That sent her into a tizzy. She shivered as if she had high fever. I knew she was horny and wanted my cock badly.

I slowly murmured, "Look dear, whatever I am asking you now, is meant only for fun and enjoyment. Reply to me in the same sporting way without taking any offense."

She appeared to be puzzled but eager to know the game and nodded her head in agreement.

I asked her, "Tell me frankly, without hesitation, did you enjoy feeling his cock rubbing on your pussy in the train, although you were both fully dressed?"

I felt her jerk at the mention of the Colonel's cock rubbing her pussy. She nodded her head in acceptance and said. "Darling, I am sorry, but you have asked me to tell you the truth and therefore I cannot lie to you. Initially I felt a bit offended, but when I saw his helplessness and when the train kept jerking and made him rub his cock on my pussy area, I did feel aroused. I cannot deny that I did enjoy feeling his cock rubbing on my pussy. I hope you don't think that I sinned?"

She was shaking in anticipation of what I would ask her next. She was aroused talking about the Colonel and further driven crazier by my fingers rubbing her labia and poking her pussy hole. She was moaning loud, feeling my fingers working in her love hole. She reached her high and let out a big moan.

She cried out "Ahhh..." and shuddered and had her second orgasm that night. I let her cool down a little.

Just when I was ready with my next question, she asked me, "Well dear, now I have some questions to ask you." I felt earth slipping under me. I knew what was coming. The fact that she began shagging my cock hard, made me feel slightly better. Her level of excitement, even after two orgasms was high.

"You asked me so many questions. Well, let me ask you what you were doing under the shawl with Jyoti? Surely, watching such a hot movie would have made some impact on you both also dear? Would it not have? I know you well enough to guess, what could have happened."

I stammered initially, but then decided to be truthful. "Well, frankly you are right. I was unable to control myself. You know me well enough by now. I too wished that you were with me. However, if I had come and asked you to change seat, it would have felt very awkward. You know, my cock was so hard that it was quite a problem for me to adjust my hard and engorged cock in my pant. Jyoti did not miss seeing me struggling with my pant. She smiled and placed her hand on my thighs..."

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Before I could complete the sentence, Sunita thundered, "So? She touched your cock? Is that right? Were you so jealous? Just because the Colonel did that to me, should you also do the same?" Out of vehemence, she forgot that she had blurted out the truth of her adventure in the theatre with the Colonel.

I looked at her with a blank face. "So you mean to say that the Colonel made you caress his cock in the theatre. Is it correct?"

She realized that she could have been more discreet. However, she admitted regretfully, "Yes, I am sorry but I did that. But let me explain to you the facts. When the Colonel touched me the first time, I wanted to withdraw my hand. However, the Colonel requested me to let my hand remain there. I did not want to offend him. He made me place my hand on his crotch. I took my hand away. I felt really bad. I wanted to get up and change seats. He stopped me and apologized. He said that he was unable to control himself. The scenes were so highly erotic. That was of course true. He said that he did not want that our relationship should be spoiled. Then he asked me to look in your direction. At that time, you were rubbing Jyoti's thighs and she was rubbing your crotch under the shawl." I squirmed at being caught.

"The Colonel asked me not to disturb you and Jyoti. I was too frustrated to think. I did not know what to do. After that, you came and covered us under the shawl and told me to make the Colonel feel more comfortable, so I caught his hand. I sat there looking at the movie. The movie was touching. Just remember the pathetic condition of that woman in the movie. Then there was the scene of her intercourse with the neighbour. It was so intense and so sensual that I felt that after all, it was not the Colonel's fault that he touched me and made me touch his groin or squeezed my thighs. Even I was feeling horny. I was blown high by sheer lust. I put my hand in the Colonel's hand and murmured an apology for my rough behaviour. I could not control my own emotions. My pussy was leaking heavily at that time. How could I therefore blame young and virile Colonel? I could not even blame you and Jyoti for flirting."

"The Colonel pulled me closer. I moved closer to the Colonel and rested my head on his shoulder. I squeezed the Colonel's hand in mine. The Colonel raised his arm and took it around behind my neck and shoulders and took me sideways under his arm. His arm then hanged almost touching my breasts. He however did not make any attempt to touch my boobs. I rested my left hand on his thigh over his trousers. In that moment of indiscretion, I moved my hand between the Colonel's legs and felt his cock over his trousers. He was rock hard. He even pushed his hand inside my blouse. He was making an attempt to open my blouse and bra."

I was too stunned to speak. My wife looked at me and smiled. "What happened? Have you second thoughts after hearing me? Or are you too jealous to fuck me. I see that your Lund is even harder than before. Your lund is rock hard and I am very hot. Please fuck me hard."

That day my wife crossed all the limits of her inhibitions. She used the word "Fuck" and :"Lund", which was very unusual. She demanded to have sex after two orgasms, was a very pleasant experience for me.

"You said that he inserted his hand inside your blouse. Did he fondle your boobs?" I asked her with abated breath.

"Well he did feel my breasts from over the blouse several times. He squeezed them and rubbed them over my blouse and bra. He even inserted his fingers inside and left the there. When the film showed the couple fucking on the floor, he pulled my blouse and bra up and cupped one of my breasts in his palm. I went crazy at his touch, darling. I am very bad and you have all the right to punish me." She was almost in tears.

I said in mock anger, "Stop it. I told you that I am not angry. You have not done anything wrong. I am not at all unhappy. By making the Colonel feel that you are cooperative, you have done a great job. I am so happy for you."

She looked unbelievingly at me and said, "Really? You mean that? Do you think that I did not overreact? Thank you darling. You are the most loving and understanding husband. I am so happy; I can do anything for you."

I said, "For the time being please do not stop. I beg you to tell me exactly what happened thereafter."

She continued, "Well, darling, I must admit that I was aroused at the Colonel's expert fondling of my boobs. He is so good at it. I kept rubbing his cock in excitement. Darling, his cock is really big. Please don't mind, but it is much bigger than yours. Well you are also big. He felt uncomfortable controlling it. He gently lowered his stretch belt and took his lund out of his underwear. Oh God! It was like an oiled steel rod. I took it in my palm and massaged it gently. His balls are so large and heavy. I caressed them and kept massaging his lund. Darling, I wanted to make him feel comfortable. As I lovingly massaged his balls and his big rod, he came in my palm jetting out big load of his hot semen in my palm." She looked at me apprehensively.

I did not know where this would end. I kissed her lightly and said, "Go ahead."

She said, "He gave me his handkerchief. I wiped it clean. He bent and kissed me lightly and kept massaging my one breast in his hand as we watched the movie. However, before I knew, the movie was finished." She sighed. Was it a feeling of disappointment or relief? I wondered.

Sunita caught my rock hard pole in her hand. She bent down and kissed my cock. She began to lovingly shag it. She came into my arms, kissed me on lips for a few seconds and said, "Are you angry with me? Do you want that I should not meet the Colonel? I can do anything for you. No one is more important for me than my husband."

I took her in my arms and kissed her hard this time. Then I moved down to her legs and began slurping her vaginal mound. I licked her pussy and began fucking her love hole with my tongue. I said, "For me there is nothing more important than you and your love. I can never be angry with you. Please do not think that I do not want you to meet the Colonel. On the contrary, let me be frank with you. I definitely wanted you to enjoy the movie sitting with the Colonel. I wanted to see you and the Colonel sit close and enjoy with each other. This was my desire."

I saw Sunita's pussy twitching and pulsating on my tongue. She was as horny as I ever saw her. I moved on top of her. I rubbed my cock on her pussy for a while and placed my cock at the crack of her pussy. She was on the edge, waiting for me to enter her. As she was shaking out of excitement, she said, "I do not know how I could ever thank you enough. You are indeed the most loving and understanding husband a woman can have."

I pushed my cock in a little and said, "The Colonel always praises his wife's beauty and her love. I know how sweet you are. I want the Colonel to know and experience that you are equally, if not more beautiful and loving. Darling, please do not misunderstand me, but it was my secret desire to see you and the Colonel enjoy each other freely. I am happy that you two had physical contact and that you masturbated him and he felt your breasts. Really, believe me, I am very happy. I would not mind, if you go all the way. You are mine and will always be. Darling, do you understand me? I hope you are not angry with me for this fantasy?"

My wife Sunita raised her pelvis to try to make me thrust my cock into her. As she did it, she said, "Darling, I am not angry or unhappy with you. However, your desire is rather strange. How could I fulfil it? Do you really want me to fulfil it? We shall see. But first please fuck me. I am horny and you know it"

I began to fuck her. Rather she began to fuck me with unprecedented vigour and energy. After a while, she made me climb down and she climbed on top of me. She inserted my cock into her love hole and moved up and down to fuck me. She huffed and puffed and finally both of us let go of ourselves with a huge Ahhh...

When we fell in the bed, tired; I asked her, "Sunita please tell me frankly and clearly, what is your secret fantasy."

She hesitated. When I pressured her, she said, "I would love to watch the Colonel and Jyoti fuck. I want to see how Jyoti would take in such a big cock of the Colonel in her mouth and pussy."

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This is the first part of very exciting and thrilling story of an adventure full of suspense and sexual relationships. Please write to me with your response on the first part and wait for the second part.

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Exciting Adventurous Experiences Ch. 02

What a thrill and suspense it was! Remembering those events even today, I feel goose pimples on my arms. Even today, we are unable to comprehend the mind boggling experiences in a short span of time. It was the experience of adventure, suspense, life threatening situation, titillation, excitement, sensuality and most of all subtle and expressive love; all mixed together to make a thrilling package. Those interested in only hard porn, may please move elsewhere. The first part dealt with the preliminaries. The story is a piece of fiction and has no connection with any person living or dead and does not claim to represent factual situation of any private or Government organisation.

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I am Sunil. My wife is Sunita. I was a political journalist covering sensitive national security matters. Colonel Jaswant Singh was an Army officer from "Anti Insurgency Force". He was an expert in anti guerrilla warfare. His wife Jyoti was a house wife. Over a period of time, our two families' relationship grew quite close in which the Colonel and I became quite with free with the other's wife and vice versa. However, there was no sexual intent or overture, except glancing at the other's wife's boobs or hugging the other's wife casually. Our relationship with Colonel Jaswant Singh and his, comely wife, Jyoti went up a few notches, when all four of us watched an uncensored English movie at a film festival.

The movie was screened under the aegis of the International Film Festival. I sat next to the Colonel's wife Jyoti and the Colonel sat by the side of my wife Sunita. Due to highly erotic scenes in the movie, we could not control our impulses and I touched and fondled the Colonel's wife, Jyoti, and she felt my cock. The Colonel similarly fondled my wife Sunita 's boobs and felt her pussy over her dress, whilst she felt his cock. Perhaps what happened was not fully accidental nor was it pre-planned. The movie was highly sensual and both the couples could not control their animal instincts.

We were vaguely aware of the other couple's activities; however, we preferred to focus on the movie and our own activities, overlooking the other. That was the first time that we realized our inherent desire for extra marital sex with the other's spouse. A week later, the Colonel invited me for an evening at his club. We drank much more than we normally do. Somehow, we started talking about our wives. The theatre incident came up naturally. The Colonel offered his apologies. He said that he had got carried away by the scenes in the movies. I cut him short and in a spur of the moment said, "I know that you are hot for my wife. You know that I am hot for yours. So why beat around the bush?"

Initially the Colonel looked surprised. However, he relaxed a little after he saw that I was relaxed. He asked me, "Tell me, what does Sunita Bhabhi feel about me? Is she angry with me for what happened there?"

I said, "She loves you and respects you. I think internally, she may have a crush on you. However, she does not admit it. However, whenever I talk about you, she gets excited." I knew that I was buzzed. I did not know what I was saying. The Colonel was agog with this surprising bit of information.

I was going overboard. I resumed, "Let me tell you in confidence. I suspect that she enjoyed your flirting in the theatre." I said awkwardly. One corner of my mind was alarmed. It asked, "What nonsense are you saying?"

The Colonel was also pretty much buzzed up. He spoke incoherently and said in slurred voice, "Never mind. I understand. At least she is not angry with me and she thinks that flirting is okay. That is a good beginning. Let me tell you one thing in confidence also. My wife is hot for you. I have hinted her to go ahead. She is not a prude and you are a lucky bastard." I smiled stupidly.

Desire to take this to the next logical step, landed us in a vortex of completely unexpected and tormenting situations, where even our lives were on the line. Read on.

In bedroom, my wife and I enjoyed the after effect of theatre incident for some time. However, our sex life began to taper off after that. My wife Sunita's tuitions from the Colonel were over. She appeared in her exams. Her results were expected after some time. She expected to get good result in math and she attributed her possible success to her tutor, the Colonel. The spark of excitement injected in our sex lives, by a little bit of flirting between my wife and the Colonel during her tuition classes was over; as soon as her tuitions from the Colonel came to an end.

There was also another issue that interrupted our further meetings. There was a small burglary in the Colonel's house. The Colonel told me that nothing much was stolen. Surprisingly, his old and almost disused laptop was stolen with some of his diaries. The diaries were old and hardly used. What puzzled all of us was that there was good amount of cash in the chest of drawers and in the cupboard. There was some jewelry also. They were not touched. The Colonel lodged a complaint and some security officer activity took place. This lasted for some time.

There was also another issue on the Colonel's mind. He told me that he suspected that he was being followed. He was not sure. He said that he had seen some people shadowing him. Who were they? Was it the security officer? Was it some gang? Why would someone follow him? What could they possibly get from him? All these questions came in his mind. He had done nothing that could cause someone to make such an effort. I brushed it off the incidents as a quirk of his imagination. I had no idea if he was satisfied with my explanation.

Due to his pre-occupation, frequency of our meetings decreased somewhat. However. I did have occasional evenings with the Colonel. From his occasional utterances and by my own instution, I had no doubt that he loved my wife's ass and he knew that I craved for his wife. Yet we pretended to feign ignorance. He hinted of his desire to have some joint outings, several times. I reciprocated his enthusiasm and agreed that if any opportunities came, we would be seriously interested.

After the Colonel's revelation that he was being followed, I also became a bit conscious. Surprisingly, I also felt that I was being followed. One day I saw a typical man following me. When I walked, he walked after me. When I slowed, he slowed. When I stopped, he stopped. I decided to confront him and ask him why he was following me. However, just when I thought I would confront him, he disappeared.

When I reached the main market, he disappeared. Perhaps he wanted to go to the main market and followed me thinking that I was also going there. When I thought about it more, I felt that perhaps it was my imagination. I did not tell anyone so as to avoid unnecessary discussion.

One evening the Colonel rang me up with great enthusiasm in his voice. He said that Society of Army Welfare was organising a camp in Himalayas. The objective was to educate normal citizens on the threat of terrorist's activities. There would also be Yoga classes and trekking, rock climbing, martial art classes etc. The Colonel said that it was an excellent opportunity to go for a holiday. The price for accommodation and food was also not high, he said.

Non-army persons recommended by army persons were welcome. The Colonel asked me if Sunita and I would like to join. I looked at it as a wonderful opportunity to fulfill my fantasy of seeing wife making out with the Colonel and simultaneously getting intimate with his wife. I asked Sunita if she would be interested. She said that she did not know much about such camps; however, if the Colonel and his wife were going, it would be fun to go together.

It was not a simple holiday tour. It involved trekking and some martial training etc. Therefore we had to leave our son with her parents. The Colonel's son was scheduled to go to his parents anyway for two weeks. His wife, Jyoti, loved the idea of a holiday away from home. All husbands know that wives are always eager to get out of their houses and away from all the mundane daily chores that they have to do every day.

On the scheduled day of departure, my wife, Sunita, looked ravishing in short capri and a deep neck top, which stopped at her midriff. I had packed her bag of swim suits, transparent bras, jeans, slacks, skirts, stretchable pants and different types of tops including some chemises; which I had bought for her over a period of time. She was conservative (so I always felt) and was reluctant to wear them. I wanted her to wear more revealing clothes, at least on such a trip. I told her that all other women would wear such dresses without a second thought. She agreed after a bit of persuasion.

As she was coming down to board the taxi, she asked me, "How do I look?"

I took her in my arms and said, "Good enough to eat. I am very hungry."

She pushed me away and said, "Plenty of time for that when we reach. For now, get out of my way. We have to leave now. Singhs are waiting for us."

I said, "Promise me that you will let me eat you, as soon as we have reached."

She said, "I promise you."

The Colonel's wife Jyoti came out dressed in sexy skirt and fluffy top. All of her 5-feet 5-inches looked lovely. Her long naked legs right up to her shapely thighs made one to get lost in imagining the rest. For her slim figure, her perky 34-C breasts invited stares.

The Colonel had asked ladies to pack extra essential items like snacks, a carpet, tinned food, which would be useful when we go for camping or trekking. The Colonel took some items such as torch, carpets, packed foods etc. He had a licensed revolver. He decided to carry it with him also. He said that he took these items when on travel, just as a precaution. I packed some song and dance CDs. The Colonel had told me that there would be some entertainment and dance programs.

The train started on time. In the enclosure allotted to us, there were six berths; three on each side. Four of us were bracketed with two more persons. One was a young army man of about 28 years of age. The second was a beautiful young woman. She must be about 22 years. Her marriage signs (a necklace called Mangal Sutra, a red dot on head and a red line at the parting of hair) betrayed her marital status. The young man and the young married woman did not know each other. They introduced themselves. The young woman was Neetu (Mrs. Kapoor) and the young man was Capt. Kumar.

The train must have barely left the station, when the train ticket examiner came. From his appearance, he looked more like a Hindi film villain than a ticket examiner. He was friendly, though. He sat with us and as he asked for our tickets, he asked us where exactly we planned to go. The Colonel did not respond and I was unsure of what to say, he repeated his question to Jyoti and Sunita. My wife Sunita enthusiastically described our plans and told him that after a long time, we were heading for a holiday in the hills. She did not know the exact address and asked Jyoti the address. Jyoti promptly spoke exactly where we were going and what we planned to do there. The ticket examiner wished us happy journey and left.

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The young woman Neetu's husband was a retired Brigadier (Brig. Kapoor). He could not get reservation with his wife. He had therefore to be inanother coach. Capt. Kumar, the young man with us, travelled alone. We introduced ourselves. We were all going to the same camp. The Captain was smart and charming. Before long Capt. Kumar and the young woman and four of us became good friends. The young Capt. Kumar was particularly attentive to the young lady. He changed his seat and sat by the side of the pretty damsel. Both of them started talking animatedly soon.

Obviously, the Capt. was paying special attention to the young woman Neetu. She appeared to enjoy it. Her body language hinted that she was amenable to Capt. Kumar's manly charms. She giggled at frequent intervals and very soon began tilting her head on his shoulders in a display of bonhomie. Capt. Kumar cracked jokes and talked of his experiences, which the young lady lapped up with delight.

Soon enough, it was clear that she was giving him all the right signals and welcomed his advances. This was a bit awkward for us. She was married and her behaviour was a bit odd. However, we got the answer soon enough when an older man with grey hair came, said hello to us all and began talking with the young woman Neetu. He could have been her father, elder brother or a senior relative. However, we were speechless, when she introduced him as her husband.

He was a retired Brigadier. He must be above sixty. He had lost his wife and married Neetu about a year ago. The Brigadier was three coaches away. Some of his ex-colleagues were with him for company. He inquired if she was comfortable in our company. She told him that she was ok. I knew that she was more than comfortable in the company of the young Captain. After some perfunctory talk, the Brigadier left.

Almost ten minutes later we had another ticket examiner asking us for our tickets. The Colonel was surprised. He said that our tickets were already checked by another ticket examiner. Now it was the ticket examiner's turn to be surprised. "Another ticket examiner?" He asked surprised. "There is no other ticket checker than me for these four coaches. I am sure it must be some impostor. I hope he did not take any money from you?" The ticket checker asked.

"No, he did not take any money and he returned our tickets after checking. He seemed to be a very nice fellow." Replied my wife. Anyway, we had lost nothing. We forgot about it soon after the TTE left.

Capt. Kumar and Neetu were back to sitting together and their animated talks, which after some time turned into whispers. I looked at my wife and Jyoti subtly pointing at the young pair who was trying to make out with each other. Sunita shrugged her shoulders and hinted to me to let them be and focus on our group.

The Colonel went to upper berth for trying to snatch some sleep. Sunita dozed off frequently falling on my chest or shoulders. Jyoti sat opposite me looking blankly at nothing in particular, outside the windows. The young pair of Capt. Kumar and Neetu were busy in talking. I felt a bit sleepy and fell into Sunita's lap for a while to steal a few winks.

I was jolted out of my nap by a nudge from my wife. I opened my eyes. The young pair was missing. I could hear Neetu's giggles some distance away in the corridor. Sunita said, "Look at the shameless woman. She is making out with the young lad, when her husband is only some coaches away."

The Colonel's wife Jyoti heard our talk and said in low voice, "Let them be. After all, you can't blame the young woman for flirting with that guy. I am sure, her husband also wouldn't mind it; if he were half a man. She is trying to get, what her husband perhaps cannot give her."

Sunita fell silent. She was deep in thought. I told her, "Jyoti is right. She is needy, she is not greedy. I hope you understand what I am saying." She nodded her head. I said, "Why blame them? Even though we have a compatible sex partner, we feel attracted to other's spouse or a handsome man or beautiful woman of opposite sex. In this young woman's case, she is married to a man almost twice her age. Their thoughts, fashions, emotions and hormones do not match." My wife nodded her head.

Jyoti smiled and said, "They are 'love birds' let us call them with that name." We all laughed and agreed with Jyoti.

Both Jyoti and my wife fell asleep. I was eager to know what the young pair was doing. I could not control my curiosity. I casually sauntered out of my seat as if going for loosening up my muscles. When I walked into the corridor, the pair was missing even from there. However, I could hear some sounds from the toilet. I pressed my ears to the toilet door; making sure that nobody was watching. I could hear the woman laughing and the young Captain pleading.

I could hear them smooching and the woman moaning out loud. I could also hear her saying , "No.. No... please.. Leave me now dear, maybe later.. Captain..." However, her no appeared more like "may be."

I remembered an age old saying that if a woman says "No", it means may be and if she says "May be" it means yes. But if she says "Yes", she is not Indian. I knocked on the door.

The door opened and the young lady tumbled out of the toilet, almost falling on me. She was red faced and blushing profusely. I caught her and prevented her from falling. She had her one hand trying to cover up her breasts. She quickly buttoned up her top. She had raised her saree probably to pull up her panty. She rearranged her saree. The young Capt. Kumar saw me. He moved away to make room for me to go into the toilet, thinking that I wanted to use the toilet. Neetu looked embarrassed and apologetic. I tapped her shoulders in a gesture to convey that it was ok.

I walked past Capt. Kumar almost brushing him and whispered in his ears, "There will be plenty of time and opportunities for all this. Please do not create any scene in the train." He could not look straight in my eyes. To reduce their embarrassment, I went into the toilet, letting both of them organize themselves and return to their seats.

When I returned, Neetu and Capt. Kumar were sitting separately as if they did not know each other. Jyoti and Sunita were talking and the Colonel was getting down from upper berth. I sat by the side of the young woman Neetu. She greeted me with a nod of her head. I started talking with her and learned a lot about their married life.

The financial condition of Neetu's father was not good. The Brigadier helped her family very much and when the Brigadier's wife died after prolonged illness, Netu's father fixed Neetu's marriage with the Brigadier. Neetu also agreed because of financial prosperity of the Brigadier and his help in the past. To Brigadier's credit, he gave full independence to Neetu. He never restrained Neetu from spending money or mixing with younger men. Rather he encouraged her. Perhaps he felt guilty for marrying girl less than half his age.

Neetu appeared to be quite happy with the marriage except, the sexual part. When she said, "I am happy with my husband almost in all respects." The word "almost" gave her away.

The night in the train was uneventful. We all slept well.

The train chugged to a halt at our destination station in the morning at about seven a.m. and all passengers began vacating the coaches. The Brigadier came to receive his wife. Capt. Kumar left unobtrusively.

The railway station was about 40 kilometres away from the camp site. The camp site was located in deep Himalayan forest on the bank of river Ganga. We had to reach the designated spot on our own by lunch time.

As soon as we came out, we saw a smiling camera man approaching the Colonel. He put flower garlands around our necks. He shook his hands with us and said, "Welcome." He then asked us to pose for a picture. We were pleased that the camp management had deputed photographers and a welcoming team to take pictures and welcome us. As soon as our pictures were taken, I looked around to see if other visitors were also being welcomed in this way. However, to my surprise, the cameraman was nowhere to be seen. Other visitors were running helter skelter to find transport to reach the destination. I asked the Colonel about this. He expressed his surprise at only us being felicitated.

I inquired for the cost of taxi to the camp site. Taxi drivers were quoting exhorbitant fares for the camp site, because they had to return empty. In that regard we proved to be lucky. A taxi driver came running when he saw us. He asked us if we wanted to go to the camp. When the Colonel said yes, he offered to take us at a small price, much less than half the price quoted by others. He said that he had to go near the camp site any way. He said that the camp was right on his way. Rather than going empty to his village, he would carry us and earn something. Otherwise, he said he was proposing to go empty. That was a wonderful surprise for us also.

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We four jumped into the taxi to reach the camp site. The driver was talkative and asked us about our profession, schedule etc. the Colonel did not reply to his queries. The driver was happy to tell us about his family and about tourist sites nearby. The road to the camp site was hilly and narrow. It took us three hours to cover those 40 kilometres. We reached the site at around eleven am. We unloaded our baggage and reached the reception on the first floor. The Colonel was looking down to see the taxi leaving the gate of the camp. I also looked down and saw the driver, talking with the security guard for about fifteen minutes.

The Colonel suddenly ran down and reached the gate. He asked the security guard, if he knew the taxi driver. The guard said that he did not know the guy. The Colonel asked him what they were talking. The guard replied that the driver had said that "sir" (the Colonel) wanted the schedule. He asked the guard from where he could get it. The guard showed him the reception desk. He said he did not know where he went from there.

The Colonel came to me and said, "Our taxi driver asked for our schedule. I don't understand why he should need it." I had no answer.

"May be, he was curious to know what we fellows were doing in this God damned forest?" I suggested.

"May be." The Colonel replied. He did not appear convinced. Then suddenly he said, "I am not sure. But I feel that I have seen this guy somewhere." From his face I knew that he was still ,.ng these thoughts in his mind as we were checking in. It took us a good half an hour to check in and register ourselves with all kinds of id check at the desk.

The camp site was beautiful. It was covered all round by hills. There was a big river, flowing very close to the site. We could see some snow capped mountains far away. The river water current was strong and made sweet flowing sound. It was pretty comfortable temperature and the persons welcoming us informed us that nights would be cooler. The management had built small simple apartment like houses (which they called huts). There were different types of huts. The Colonel had booked a suite with two rooms for us. Each room had a washroom and a small pantry.

The suite had a drawing room or visitor's room, with two sofas and carpet. There were two rooms combined to make a suite. Our suite was on the first floor. The Colonel paid extra to get this suite with interconnected rooms. We were happy to see reasonably comfortable accommodation. The outside view from windows was exquisite. We could watch thick forest close by and snow capped mountains far away. There was greenery everywhere.

There were two unusually large, handmade, flat top, wooden beds, covered with clean mattresses and linen in each room. There was a wardrobe, a pantry just adequate to make tea or coffee and for warming food. There was a small washroom attached with each room. The waste water from washroom was pumped away to a treatment plant set up by the management. There were solar heaters for heating bathing water connected to a separate tank. All in all, it was as comfortable as could be, in a camp site.

The first condition the Colonel put forward, as soon as we entered our rooms was that we would always leave the connecting door open. When were planning for the trip, all of us had agreed to book one room with four beds. However, the Colonel had booked this suite. He said that suite would have more space. He said that we could have the experience of staying in one room by leaving the connecting door open. From the expressions on her face, I guessed that my wife Sunita did not appear to be enthusiastic about the idea of leaving the door open. However, I immediately agreed with the Colonel without any hesitation.

Many couples were still checking in. There were a few singles. We saw Capt. Kumar as well as the Brigadier with his wife checking in separately. We said 'hi' to them. On the first day, there was no outdoor activity. There was an entertainment program in the evening followed by camp fire; where drinks, dance and dinner program was scheduled.

As soon as we entered our huts, the Colonel wanted to go for a swim in the river side swimming pool. I could see some visitors going to the pool. The management had constructed a swimming pool drawing water from the river for swimming for the camp visitors. All of us jumped at the idea and started getting ready to go to the pool.

Although Sunita was a good swimmer, she had not had an experience of swimming with a swim suit. In her village, she swam with the other girls in local ponds and rivers either fully dressed or in their blouses and petticoats. Jyoti did not know swimming. I was a mediocre swimmer.

The Colonel and I put on our swimming trunks. The ladies watched us with interest as we were changing. When the Colonel was in his briefs, I saw a big bulge under the briefs. Was he erect already? Or was he so large that even in the flaccid state his bulge was visible in his underwear? I was unsure. I was sure that my wife Sunita also saw the bulge several times. She however, pretended to show no interest and looked out of the window.

At first, Sunita was reluctant to wear swim suit. When the Colonel saw her hesitation, he thundered, "What is this? Are you living in medieval times? When you go for swimming, you have to wear swimming trunks. If you go to fight in the army, you have to wear army uniforms. If you want to go to nudist beach, you have to strip off fully. Else, one should stay at home."

That was enough to make her run to put on her swim suit. I had already purchased and packed two swim suits for Sunita. One was a two piece bikini and the other was one piece suit. One piece suit concealed more. I suggested that she should wear two piece one. She felt that it was too revealing and decided to wear one piece swim suit. I shrugged my shoulders and moved away.

The Colonel and I left for the river, leaving the ladies to change into their swim suits.

Sunita had put on her single piece swim suit. Even in that, she looked sexy. Her plum breasts stood out prominently. Her body from her breasts down to her pubic area was covered by the fabric from the front. Her back was exposed. However, what was visible was a treat for the viewers. Her well muscled thighs flowed out of her joint of two legs. Her trim waist rising into guitar shaped full sized hips was a feast to the hungry male eyes.

I was sure that her two ass cheeks would be a tasty sight for the swimmers. I did not have to wait. The Colonel was the first one devouring her with his eyes. He complimented her and said that she looked marvellous. He tried not to stare at her, without much success. Sunita blushed at his visual adultery, like a teenage girl.

However in comparison Jyoti, almost all of whose body was visible, looked utterly voluptuous. She was like a model on a ramp. Slim and trim, yet well filled both at the top as well as at hips. Her hips were not large but well trimmed. She wore two piece swim suits. Her top had less of her breasts under it than outside. Her belly button and navel were enough to make men crazy. Her pussy was just barely covered. If she had not shaved her pussy carefully, any hair on her pussy would easily have been visible. She looked sex incarnate. Any normal male looking at her would have a hard on. I just kept looking at her. It was only when my wife Sunita coughed hard that I took my eyes off her and moved towards the river pool.

There were about twenty people in the pool. I saw Capt. Kumar as well as our young damsel Neetu swimming in the pool. The Brigadier sat on a chair watching over the people. He seemed bored and very soon walked away. Neetu looked gorgeous. She wore a single piece normal swimsuit. No sooner her husband walked away, Neetu swam towards the young Capt. Kumar. They talked for a while and began to swim together. They did nothing to invite attention. However, their eyeing each other betrayed their emotions.

As soon as we entered the pool, all eyes were on the two girls (our wives looked like girls in that attire) with us. I could clearly see that the men without being too obvious were ogling at our wives and looking at the Colonel and me with envy.

However, Jyoti hit the most eye balls almost mesmerizing men and creating a flutter amongst women. In her two piece bikini she looked all woman. The Colonel stood by her side with pride. After all, she was his proud possession. I looked at my wife Sunita and saw a trace of jealousy in her eyes at the Colonel's over enthusiasm in chaperoning his wife.

The Colonel and my wife Sunita began swimming. They were good swimmers. They swam the length of the pool doing several laps at a time. After doing some laps they rested on the edge of the pool. Sunita sat on the cemented edge of the pool and the Colonel stood close to her near her legs. Initially Sunita was red faced and quiet. That bonhomie was missing between them. It was the effect of the Colonel having given extra attention to his wife. The Colonel must have realized the reason of her sulking.

He tried to placate her by arguing for some time. Then I saw the Colonel pulling Sunita's leg into water in one swift motion, compelling her to jump into water with him. He laughed as he pulled her in water. Both disappeared under water for a while. When they surfaced, I saw her laughing and punching the Colonel in the back. The Colonel swam away from her laughing heartily. Sunita swam behind chasing him. I left them to their devices and returned to focus on Jyoti.

Jyoti looked sexy, stunning and voluptuous. Not just I but all the men around were completely captivated by her sexiness. Her tall, slim but well filled almost visible bust and shapely ass with an hour glass figure was stunning. She had set the pool on fire with her sexy look. Her tiny tummy, her shapely curves, tempting triangle, her ass cheeks were eyeful. Almost all men came closer to her pretending to stray off their track. They stole a glance or two of her, leaving their wives at some distance and swam away reluctantly.

Jyoti came to me as soon as she entered water. She did not know swimming. I knew just a bit more than her. She stood in shallow water and splashed water at me. I hit her back with a bigger splash of water. I felt privileged in that small group of men as I had Jyoti all by myself. I caught her arm and took her in a bit deeper water. She was scared to go further. I began to swim to show her the simple way to swim.

At a distance I glanced towards the Colonel and my wife. Sunita was sitting on the edge of the pool hanging her legs down in water. The Colonel seemed to be feasting his eyes on the sumptuous meal in front of him in the form of Sunita's half naked body. Sunita, who was initially ill at ease at the men ogling at her, gradually began to like the attention. Particularly she seemed to enjoy the Colonel's eyes feasting on her.

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She had overcome her initial inhibition. The Colonel seemed to be half standing and half sitting in water. Only his head appeared above water. He was close to her legs. I was almost certain that he was playing with my wife's lower half under water, because I saw her giggling, blushing and laughing for no reason. Once she even raised her legs to push the Colonel away laughing. The Colonel laughed, moved away and returned promptly to resume whatever he was doing. Sunita did not seem to mind it too much.

Neetu and Capt. Kumar were also playing with each other in a deep water corner of the pool. Initially both sat on the cement floor edge of the pool. However, they slid into water and began to surreptitiously touch and smooch. After a while, when her husband came; Neetu quickly moved away. She changed into her dress and both of them walked to cafeteria.

Jyoti was standing in knee deep water looking at some ladies and some young guys splashing water on each other. The instructor's eyes were on Jyoti for some time. He sensed her desire to swim. He came near her, threw a float (inflated rubber tube) and asked her to put it on. When she fumbled with the strap of the float, I fixed it on her and tied the knots and belts securely. In the process I casually brushed one of her boobs; ensuring that no one was looking. She ignored it and began to float without much effort. I could see her delight at being able to swim like most others. She looked sexy floating like that. I had a hard on in my trunks. I wanted to hold her and kiss her and do all that I had been dreaming for a long time.

She floated around and came to me. Perhaps she saw me eyeing her hungrily. She signalled me to move in a corner with less people. She came close to me and put her hand under my swimming trunks. When she felt my hard on, she laughed and asked me, "I think you like my looks in this swim suit? How do I look?"

I said "You look good enough to eat." That was the second time; I spoke the sentence.

"I am not on your plate officially. I am on someone else's plate." Jyoti replied.

"He is a lucky bastard." Said I.

"Yes that he is. Look, how he is having a good time swimming with your wife. He is having best of both worlds. I have seen them going under water together. God knows what they were doing there." She sighed.

"May be not as well as what we could do here." I said, winking.

"That depends on you. The food is hot and ready. It may have been assigned for someone else's plate, but then each grain of food has the name of the eater written on it. After all, food is food. Depends how hungry and desperate you are and how long you can wait. What are you waiting for?" she was much faster than I thought.

I knew that I was the one lacking in speed. She was not. I did not know what to say. I simply placed my hand on her. She moved it to her tummy. I caressed her naked, smooth tummy and just touched overflowing portion of her breasts.

"I see it is a great fun touching, sorry, I mean teaching Jyoti these swimming lessons, is it not dear?" I heard Sunita's voice behind me.

I had a start when I heard her. "Well, it was not me but the trainer." I stammered out a reply.

"I can see that. Good.. Good." She said without appearing to be sarcastic and climbed out of the pool and waited for me. I saw that her ass cheeks had turned red. Was it sun tan or a hard pinch from the Colonel? I wondered. We all came out of water. The Colonel and Jyoti left first. Sunita waited for me as I was talking to one of the couples, who lived close to us in Delhi.

She was happy as we reached our huts. We were tired from the swimming and wanted to change and rest for a while. When we reached, both the Colonel and Jyoti were missing. Sunita hurried to the washroom. I stood at the window looking out to watch amazing natural beauty. She must have just opened the washroom door when I heard her scream. I looked back and was stunned to watch the Colonel inside the wash room standing stark naked right in front of my wife.

Sunita stood frozen standing outside the wash room holding the wash room door open. For a few long moments Sunita and I were flabbergasted looking at the Colonel's tall figure looming in the door with a long hanging semi dark hose of a cock. It hanged like a solid rubber hose pipe with big bundle of balls hiding behind it. His penis was like a horse's. It was semi erect. In all probability, he was playing with it in the washroom; when my wife opened the unlocked washroom door.

Sunita realized her folly and ran back to me turning away from the Colonel saying, "I am sorry, I did not know that you were inside."

The Colonel quickly put on a towel and came out embarrassed. He said, "I am sorry. The stopper is rusted and does not close properly. Jyoti was using our washroom. I thought you will get late and hence got into your washroom. I am sorry that I did not bolt the door properly."

I said, "It's ok. This was an accident. Never mind. Such accidents happen."

Embarrassed, Sunita hurriedly went into the washroom vacated by the Colonel. The Colonel went to his hut to change. I went out and sat under a tree enjoying the nature and singing of birds. After sometime, Jyoti came out and joined me. She sat by my side. We talked about how beautiful the nature was and how humans spoiled the environment. We returned after chatting for a while. When we entered the hut, the scene was worth watching.

My wife was inside the washroom and the Colonel stood with a towel in his hand at the door. The door was partially open and the Colonel was looking in. I was sure that she had nothing on. He and Sunita were talking something. When they heard us enter, the towel disappeared from the Colonel's hand into the washroom and the door closed.

Jyoti looked questioningly at the Colonel. Poor chap stammered, "I was handing the towel to her... She forgot.. to take it.. There was no body you see.. She shouted for Sunil, but he was ... Out."

Jyoti snapped, "But you were talking for a while with her in the washroom with the door open?"

"No, she opened... it ... to ... take the ... towel... just... when you entered.." The Colonel replied unconvincingly.

I looked at Jyoti and said, "Leave it. It was an accident."

"Too many accidents are happening here!" She exclaimed. There was a faint trace of sarcasm in her voice. Was it a feeling of hidden satisfaction? We left it at that.

We had lunch at the canteen. We returned at about 2.30 pm and went into our respective enclosures. The connecting door was of course, partially open.

Sunita changed into a gown quickly and pulled me into the bed with her. I excused myself, put on my shorts (no underwear), I drew the curtains and jumped into the bed on top of her. She moved under me and asked, "Have you closed the door?"

I asked in response, "I want to open your door and enter into it."

"Open it. I am ready." She said gleefully.

I asked her while I was unbuttoning her gown, "Did you see how big the Colonel's cock was?"

She was non committal, "Hmmm..." She unbuttoned my fly, caught my cock in her hand and gradually began to shake it. I detected a smile on her face.

"Did he see you naked in the washroom?" I asked her.

"No, silly. I was behind the door. However, I am not sure if he peeked at my boobs, when he handed the towel to me." She was cranking my cock faster as she said that.

"But darling he must have already seen them when you were playing under water in the pool?"

She was noncommittal, "Hmmm..."

"Did he fondle them?" I was excited and wanted to know more.

In a bid to side step the question, she pulled my face on top of her. She said, "You ask too many questions. Did I ask you any? Now fuck me hard. I am horny. You wanted to eat me no? I am ready." Her subtle reference to my overtures with the Colonel's wife meant that she also kept an eye on us. She wanted me to appreciate her generosity.

I told her, "I want to eat you." I got up on the bed, spread her legs apart and slowly poked my hard cock into her hole as she moaned loudly, "Ohhh... Sunil, you are so good. It feels so nice. Now fuck me hard. I want to release with you."

I kept hammering at her and she responded equally well by rising and lowering her pelvis to match my rhythm. She caught my shoulders hard as I pumped her final strokes and ejeculated into her saying, "Sunita... I am... coming in..."

She had also reached her crescendo at the same time. "Darling go-ahead, I am coming with you... Ahhh... It was lovely." She sighed as I collapsed on her.

Before I could withdraw from her, Sunita was fast asleep. I gently withdrew my lund (Cock), cleaned her 'Choot' (cunt) up, wiped my Lund clean and fell in the bed behind her, trying to poke my flaccid cock into her naked ass, as I also drifted into sleep.

In her sleep she muttered, "You were good Colonel." By then I was almost asleep. I heard what she said. However, my mind was too sluggish to understand what she said at that time. Never the less, her words did register in my mind.

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I must have slept for about two hours, when suddenly I was physically shaken out of sleep. When I opened my eyes, I saw Jyoti instead of Sunita. I sat up and saw the Colonel lying next to Sunita. The room was bright as the curtains were opened. Sunita woke up almost at the same time. The Colonel and his wife Jyoti laughed heartily as Sunita and I looked at them sheepishly.

The Colonel asked, "What is this? Have you fellows come here on your honeymoon? It looks like you had a long session of love making before you slept. You and Sunita are practically naked, hugging each other."

Sunita was acutely embarrassed lying next to the Colonel, almost naked. She mumbled half coherent, "I didn't... we were actually asleep.. I just woke up." as she pulled her gown up and covered her body.

Both Sunita and I rose from bed rubbing our eyes, trying to come to terms with the situation. I pulled up my pyjama and stood up tying the strings awkwardly.

Jyoti murmured, "You are not bad. Even asleep, you are long." Jyoti had seen what she wanted to see.

My wife looked at the Colonel angrily and said, "What are you up to?" However, I detected more pretence in her complaint than real anger.

The Colonel said, "That was Jyoti's idea." Sunita looked at Jyoti.

Jyoti nodded her head. She said without sarcasm, "This was a plan and not an accident."

Sunita said resignedly, "Well, fine then. If Jyoti suggested this, what can I say?"

Sunita looked at my watch. It was 5 o'clock. She jumped from the bed in a hurry and caught the Colonel's wife Jyoti's arm and said, " My God, it is five O'clock, just one hour for the evening program. Jyoti we have to get ready! Come on. These army people are so fussy about the time. These boys (the Colonel and me!) have nothing to do. But we have to get ready."

I washed my face and the Colonel and I went out to go to the cafeteria in the camp to have tea. It was obvious from the expressions on his face, that the Colonel was unusually stressed. I asked him what bugged him so much. He said, "I am unable to put my finger on a series of events, which happened in the past few days." I was scared. Was he going to refer to my advances on his wife, or was he worried about my wife's rejection or something else?

I asked him, "What is it?"

He said, still in deep thought, "Something abnormal is happening around us. First a burglary in my house, where nothing much is stolen. Next, somebody follows me and also you. A fake ticket examiner checks our tickets. Then we are treated to this exclusive reception, from some unknown guy. Finally this wisecrack of a taxi guy charges us next to nothing and brings us here. Looks like the Gods above have suddenly turned very kind on us."

I said, "This could be a series of accidents happening one after another. How else could one explain such things? Don't strain your mind, because these could be a series of mistaken identities."

The Colonel thoughtfully said, "Could be or may be not."

On the way, I asked the Colonel about the schedule.

Whilst we were sipping tea, the Colonel said, "As you know, today evening shall be introduction followed by entertainment, drink and dinner. The management shall also brief all visitors about the schedule during the week. The management has arranged a self defence camp for the members and their wives. This program has been designed to prepare normal citizens to guard, protect and resist against any terrorist attack. As per the program, in the morning, training shall be given for this purpose. I am one of the persons appointed to train the visitors for dealing with such a terrorist attack. You will see yours truly as one of the trainers." I did not know that the Colonel also was going to train us. This was a pleasant surprise.

The Colonel continued, "During the day time, when the member teams are out, one of the teams will have to face mock attacks by some ex army persons posing as terrorists. The capability of each team shall be judged based on their ability to resist such attacks. These encounters shall be random and travelling teams would not know about the attack in advance. Best three teams shall be rewarded." The Colonel concluded.

I was impressed with the seriousness with which the organisers were trying to create awareness amongst citizens on terrorist activities and on how we needed to face the attacks if they should happen in our vicinity.

I asked him what he meant by the word "teams".

He replied, "Members of one or two huts shall form one team. In each team there would be about ten to twelve members."

We returned to our camp site almost at the time, when the evening program was to begin.

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This is second part of a three part series. (It may now become a four part series.)Why did they have repeated strange experiences of being followed, or a stupid burglary or an imposter ticket checker? What is the role of the young Capt. Kumar and comely young woman Neetu? The third part is full of erotic happenings suspense, adventure and secrets. Will the Colonel get my wife's favour? Will I be able to win over Jyoti? What would be our situation vis a vis the young Capt. Kumar?

All this and more shall be revealed in the next and the fourth and final part. The readers might find my writing rather slow and descriptive. I do not know if it gets boring. I believe that sex is like a spice in our mundane life. If we are fed only spices daily, we might start hating spices. I would like to take the readers to different heights. I am unsure, if I am successful. It is for the readers to comment on my writing. I am waiting to receive your comments even if they are critical. PLEASE WRITE TO ME.

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Exciting Adventurous Experiences Ch. 03

What a thrill and suspense it was! Remembering those events even today, I feel goose pimples on my arms. Even today, we are unable to comprehend the mind boggling experiences in a short span of time. It was the experience of adventure, suspense, titillation, excitement, sensuality and most of all subtle and expressive love; all mixed together to make a thrilling package. Those interested in only hard porn, may please move elsewhere. I urge interested readers to read the earlier parts before starting this part. That is because many things in these parts are linked to the earlier parts and it would deprive you of proper understanding of the events that followed.

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QUICK RECAP

I am Sunil. My wife is Sunita. I am a political journalist covering sensitive national security matters. Sunita is a marvellous wife and was and is really attractive. We were in our middle or late thirties, when the incidents happened. Colonel Jaswant Singh was an Army officer from "Anti Insurgency Force". He was an expert in anti guerrilla warfare. His comely wife Jyoti was a house wife. We were neighbours and over a period of time our two families' relationship grew quite close.

Being in the same age bracket, the Colonel and I were quite free with the other's wife and vice versa. Initially there was no sexual intent or overture except staring at the other's wife's boobs or ass or hugging the other's wife occasionally casually. Our relationship with Colonel Jaswant Singh and his wife Jyoti went up a few notches, when all four of us watched an uncensored English movie in a film festival, where we flirted with the other's wife. We then planned a trip into Himalayas to attend an Army camp. We left for the camp as per schedule.

During the travel in the train, we travelled with young lass, Neetu and Capt. Kumar, who was young, handsome and street smart. Capt. Kumar and Neetu flirted in a toilet of the train. I cautioned them not to make a scene in a public place.

We finally reached the camp site. On the day of arrival many amorous incidents happened. They have been elaborated in earlier parts.

READ ON...

When we returned to our tent, the scene was tantalizing. My jaw dropped when I saw Sunita. I was unable to recognize my conservative wife of so many years. Her hair was turned around from the back of her head onto the top with many curls and knots tied beautifully. She wore a frilled cotton skirt with twin layered semi-transparent outer and cotton white inner. The skirt was not too short. It covered her thighs. However, it was a bit tight and accentuated her hips. This was quite a departure for my conservative wife. I was foxed with the change in her.

Jyoti had put on a plain cylindrical black skirt; like the ones American girls wear for the office. The skirt ended well above her knees. She had a sleeveless green low neck top. The top covered just her breasts and ended in the form of two thin strips which circled around her neck. It left her shoulders, armpits and portions just above her breasts bare on both the sides.

The program started on the dot at 6 pm with the address to the gathering by the administrator, who was the camp head. As expected, our wives caused a stir in the group of men and women. Both looked ravishingly beautiful and made an impressive entrance. All eyes were focussed on two pairs of tits and ass. It looked like there were two VIPs and the rest were ordinary citizens.

The administrator introduced himself and his team. He said that they organised the camp with three objectives. First was to create awareness of terrorism and to impart some primary ideas on how to deal with it without panicking. Second was to create awareness and enjoy fitness by doing some physical exercises. The third was to enjoy each other and the nature.

He outlined schedules for the next six days. It was more or less as explained by the Colonel. The schedule was packed with morning yoga and exercises, followed by outdoor trekking, hill climbing etc. and finally entertainment, drinks and dance etc. in the evening.

The first day evening schedule had a magic show program by a famous magician. We all watched the show enthusiastically. As the program was nearing the end, the venue shifted outside around camp fire. There were two camp fires and around each there was a group of people, who was served alcoholic as well non alcoholic beverages.

There was an announcement for a dance program. The PA system played some fast numbers. The Colonel and Jyoti went to dance. Both danced very well. Sunita and I watched them and others dancing on the floor. After a break, the Colonel picked Sunita to dance with him. She declined saying that she did not know how to dance. However, the Colonel dragged her to the floor and began teaching her the steps. I was surprised to see my wife dancing fairly well, letting the Colonel grind his crotch on her crotch. Seeing this Jyoti got encouraged and made me dance close with her. Jyoti and my wife danced with some other army men also.

After the dance was over, we decided to skip the dinner as we had enough snacks. The Colonel said, "We have a long day tomorrow and we have to start early morning. I think we must hit the bed now. Let us get to bed early." He winked at me and said, "It is a different matter that we may sleep late. Good night and keep the door open." The Colonel conveyed his program for the night.

There was sound of huffing and puffing, moaning and sighs from our adjoining room. my wife Sunita was keen to see the Colonel and his wife making love. She had said that it was her fantasy. I caught her hand and we hid to watch their love making from a crack in the door. When we returned, she was excited and wanted me to fuck her. I reminded her that she had to fulfil my fantasy also. She knew that my fantasy was to share her with the Colonel.

As we made love I casually asked her to fulfil my fantasy also. She said, "Anil, to fulfil your fantasy, I don't mind flirting with the Colonel. However, physical relations are out of question. My mom taught me that a woman gives her everything to the man, who sacrifices his life for her. You are my husband and you have sacrificed everything for me. Any other man, no way." She concluded finally. I was sorely disappointed at her firm stand. She saw my disappointment. She clutched my hand attempted to pacify me with her womanly charms. However, I turned away and fell asleep.

The next morning, we woke up at 4 am at the sound of a bugle from the camp base. I woke up Sunita and Jyoti. The Colonel had already left for the ground as he was one of the instructors. We were on the ground at 5 am as per the instructions. Sunita wore a chemise (a loose fitting top hanging from shoulders) and a skirt. The chemise was real sexy. It was semi transparent. The chemise, although loose, fell on her proudly erect breasts and highlighted them. The pleated skirt on the other hand was knee length with fairly large circumference of hemline, making her look like a college girl. This was opposite to what she wore the last evening. Jyoti put on blue 'T' shirt, which hugged her figure snugly. She wore an ass hugging short which was really 'short. Her long legs looked enticing, athletic and lovely.

All the participants assembled on the ground and formed neat rows. Initially, we did yoga exercises. That was followed by a brief lecture from the Colonel. He talked of some basic tips on how to deal with a terrorist attack. There was a practical demonstration on how to quickly organise, in case of an attack. He specifically emphasized on the safety and self defence of women. The emphasis was more on the self protection and escape rather than fighting the terrorists.

Exactly at six am the people were divided into six teams, each of 10 persons. There were in all about 60 participants. Each team was to go into the hills in different directions, walking about six kilometres on foot climbing up the hill.

The Brigadier backed out. He said he had heart trouble and would not be able to walk up the hill. Neetu and Capt. Kumar were in our team. We had nine people after the Brigadier backed out, plus one army person, who was our guide.

Our team started at five minutes past six am. We were to assemble at the upper camp at ten am. We were to walk in groups of at least four persons. This was to guard against any accidents or anybody getting lost in the thick forest. We were six persons. The path was clearly marked with direction every few meters. Capt. Kumar told me that since the arrival at the camp, he could not meet Neetu alone, except for a few minutes in the swimming pool.

Neetu was wearing tight half pant and a tight cotton shirt. The shirt highlighted her full breasts. Her breasts swayed and her buttocks made sideways pattern as she walked. It was a tempting sight. Capt. Kumar quickly joined Neetu and after initial greetings they began walking up together. They left us behind soon and moved ahead.

My wife Sunita walked closer to me and said, "Sunil, I am sorry about last night. I know how bad you felt. But I have this problem." She caught my hand and said, "I shall try and overcome it, if I can. At least I shall not offend him, I promise."

I told her, "The Colonel came to our bed after you had gone off to sleep last night. He had overheard our conversation. He was sad. He forbade me to talk with you on this subject. He said that he did not want to offend you and would not disturb you again." I sighed.

My wife looked distressed. She said, "I am sorry that I hurt his feelings. He is such a nice man. Are you really so serious about your fantasy? Of course, I know you that are serious. Will you not feel jealous later? Look, it is natural for the Colonel to get attracted to me and vice versa. However, such experiments, if taken too far, could result in breakdown of our marriage. I am happy having sex with you. I do not want a problem in my marriage. I do not want a problem in their marriage either."

I told her, "Firstly, I am serious. I swear I will not feel jealous. I will feel happy. Besides, how can you even think that our marriage could break up? If you do it, it will not be for your pleasure; it will be for mine. Besides, I shall be there to support you, when you decide to accept the Colonel. Thirdly, I do like Jyoti also. I think she likes me too. Jyoti I will also be with you two. I have talked with the Colonel and he is ok with it. Lastly, you do not have to do it, if you are repulsive to the Colonel." I coughed awkwardly. She looked at me amazed.

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She was stressed, "How can you say that I won't do it because I am repulsive to the Colonel. I am note repulsive to the Colonel. On the contrary, I like him very much. I also admit that I find Colonel attractive. There is no doubt that he is attracted to me. I feel bad that last night, unknowingly, I have hurt the Colonel's feelings. He has never taken advantage of my attraction for him. I shall try and make it up to him, I promise you. It seems to me that you fellows have already planned everything. I am only a pawn in the game, right? What about Jyoti?"

I was on the defensive. I said, "You are not the pawn. You are the queen for both of us. As far as Jyoti is concerned, why not you talk to her?" I asked.

I was thrilled to hear her admission that she was not repulsive and thus implying that she was not averse to having sex with the Colonel, if there was a proper opportunity!

Sunita was serious. She said, "I shall also try to check with Jyoti. I don't know what I shall talk with her." We slowed down to let Jyoti and the Colonel catch up with us. As soon as the Colonel looked at me, I winked at the Colonel. He smiled.

I deliberately fell behind and asked the Colonel to walk with me. I let Jyoti and Sunita walk ahead of the Colonel and me. I looked at provocative movements of their heaps from behind as they walked. I looked at the Colonel. He seemed to be pretty much doing the same. My wife and the Colonel's wife were deeply engrossed in talking. I saw Jyoti stretching her hand around Sunita's waist. In turn, my wife also did the same. Both the women walked with one of their arms around the other's waist. They seemed to have developed good chemistry and I was almost sure that my wife must have asked her about her thoughts on the aspects of their husbands' flirting.

There were a number of water springs running down by the side of the road. At one point, a stream turned into a small pond and carried on again as a stream. It was a stunning sight. Long row of snow capped mountains tapering off into thick green forests, ending finally so close to us in the form of these small infant streams. Sunita and Jyoti stopped to look. We caught up with them. All of us looked at the astounding sight. We were mesmerized by the view. That certainly was the nature at its best.

When we began to walk up further, suddenly, my wife Sunita said, "I am tired. My legs are paining. I need to sit for a while. Can we rest here for a few minutes?"

The Colonel had first aid kit. I asked the Colonel if we could walk a few steps down and watch the nature more closely, whilst he applied ointment to Sunita's legs. Sunita said she did not mind walking a few steps down. The Colonel thought it was a good idea. I held my wife's hand we came down gradually. We were almost on the specified path. We got into a maze of thick bush, shrubs and vegetation enveloping us completely. We could barely see.

We ploughed our way forward and were just about to come out of the thick forest and approach the pond; when we heard giggling sound and joyful shrieks of Neetu quite close to us. I gently pushed aside some branches and saw her kissing Capt. Kumar at some distance. We were in the dark covered by thick vegetation. They could not see us. I signalled all to keep absolutely quiet. We did not want to disturb the young couple.

There were two rocks side by side slightly above the ground level providing good place for us to sit and watch. We could sit on it with our legs hanging down.

The Colonel and my wife Sunita sat on one of the rocks. That rock had just enough breadth to seat one person in the front. The Colonel sat in the front with his back towards the pond. Therefore he could neither see us properly nor the young couple. The Colonel took out his medicine box from his shoulder bag. I signalled my wife to sit with him facing him and let the Colonel massage her legs. Sunita stretched her legs forward between the Colonel's legs to enable the Colonel to massage her legs. She could not avoid her legs slightly pushing the Colonel's crotch as there was not much space behind her to move backwards.

Jyoti and I sat side by side on the other rock. We were completely covered by the tree branches, vegetation, bushes and shrubs. It was pretty dark inside.

Jyoti and I sat slightly ahead of Sunita and the Colonel. Jyoti wanted to watch the young couples love games surreptitiously. I looked behind to see the Colonel signalling my wife to raise her skirt and stretch and part her legs. She looked at me inquiringly. I nodded my head and signalled my wife a go ahead. The Colonel sat on his knees with his back to us and began applying ointment on Sunita's legs.

There was no body all around. We could hear the girl's "mmm..." denoting her enjoyment of her mate's each move. They were standing right on the edge of a small pond formed by the stream. I saw the young Capt. Kumar's hand going for the young girl's breasts and squeezing her juicy boobs. The girl had her hands behind Capt. Kumar's butts and was squeezing and pinching his butts over his shorts. They probably had a swim before we reached there. They were drenched fully with their clothes sticking to their bodies and water flowing down their legs. The young girl's hair was spread down across her front covering her pretty face.

Capt. Kumar inserted his hand to enjoy the sensuous feel of the girl's full breasts. Whilst mauling her breasts, he gently unbuttoned her wet shirt, which in any case was hardly able to conceal her lovely mounds. In fact the wetness enhanced the size of her boobs. He pushed apart the flaps of her top to reveal her fair cream coloured skin. Her bra stood as the lone resistance for him to feel her breasts. His one swift move to unclasp her bra at her back, made the strap jump sideways, making her breasts' exposure a mere formality. The young woman raised her arms to dispose of her bra

We looked in awe at her un-tanned lovely full and firm breasts. She did not have to wear a bra to support her breasts. They stood firm and erect defying laws of gravity. Her nipples stood firm and erect pointing straight ahead, as if showing a direction. Her topless body showed off her un-tanned and tanned skin. The whiteness of her skin under the bra stood out.

Capt. Kumar's attention was focused on her breasts. He kept kissing them frequently. She was in Capt. Kumar's arms and was looking in his eyes expectantly; expecting a lot more to come from him. Her hands moved to unbutton his drenched shirt. As she pushed apart the two parts of his shirt, Capt. Kumar manipulated his body to dispense with the shirt and his vest along with it.

There was a mat on the sand bed and grass. Capt. Kumar laid the young lass gently on it and moving slightly away and lying flat on sand, he pressed his mouth on her lovely and juicy breasts. His hands moved caressing her exposed navel, stomach, back, waist and her belly button. He was teasing her and inserted his hands behind her and must have poked her ass, because she shuddered and jumped up a little from the laid back position; letting out a mild cry. He rotated his mouth to enjoy her breasts fully one after the other, whilst she closed her eyes in ecstasy and experienced an enthralling happiness of his mouth on her breasts. Perhaps it was the first time that she had an opportunity to feel such.

I was certainly aroused and I was sure that the rest of us were aroused also. My rock hard erection strained my bermuda. Jyoti saw my discomfort. She gently placed her hand on my hard rod. She gripped it for a while and then shook it instinctively. Her eyes were focused however, on the young couple. Our spouses could not see us as our bodies and tree leaves were blocking their view. Jyoti moved slightly and looked behind. As our eyes got adjusted to the darkness inside, we saw that my wife strained eyes to look at the young couple playing the game of sex. The Colonel was massaging my wife's calf muscle and inching upwards. Sunita pretended to be oblivious to the Colonel's massage and she looked mesmerized by whatever she could see of the couple's love games.

From a corner of my eyes, I saw the Colonel insert his hand under my wife's skirt. She shuddered at his touch. She looked at the Colonel, smiled, but did not react otherwise. She remained unmoved letting the Colonel carry on.

Capt. Kumar's hand Travelled all over Neetu's body and reached at the triangle between her legs. He explored it over her shorts, as the girl began grinding her hips on the sand in a sign of expectation and ecstasy. Her hand reached his crotch and she caught his cock and fondled it on his shorts.

The young girl Neetu was sizing up his erection. She was preparing herself for the ultimate pleasure of giving and accepting physical love that the meaty shaft in her hand was going to give her. She fumbled for the zip of his trousers and flipped the flaps open. She sat aside. The young man's engorged cock jumped out of his trousers. Jyoti looked at the young Capt. Kumar's erect long and thick cock with awe. It was sizable and handful in the young female's hand. The young girl gleefully cranked his cock up and down, feeling its size and girth.

I subtly looked behind through corner of my eyes. The Colonel concentrated on massaging my wife's thighs under her skirt. The skirt was big. It conveniently concealed his hand and its movements. However, from the way my wife jerked several times, I was almost certain that the Colonel was playing near her love triangle and was arousing her. Sunita didn't seem to mind the titillation. The Colonel occasionally looked behind him to watch the young couple.

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As Jyoti crouched forward, her shorts slipped below her waist from her back, exposing upper part of her ass crack. I tugged at her shorts to pull it down further. Jyoti tried to push my hand away. I however, did not withdraw it.

We watched Capt. Kumar throwing his shorts and underwear aside. His large thick cock was on display and getting ready for the finale. Neetu pushed his shorts down and Capt. Kumar manipulated his legs to dispense with it. Neetu slipped her fingers over slippery rod of the young Capt. Kumar. She kept sliding her fingers up and down and rolling them around the girth of his shaft.

I felt Jyoti fingers tightening around my member. She had inserted her hand between my legs. She felt the erection in her hands. I stole a glance at my wife. Whilst Jyoti and I were playing our love games, the Colonel and Sunita changed their positions. on the other rock. There was a branch separating us. We could not see the Colonel and my wife. I moved awy some branches and saw them.

Sunita sat in front. The Colonel sat right behind her with his face just behind her head. The Colonel had his legs spread in front stretched on both sides of my wife's bottoms. He straddled her between his legs. Sunita lovingly caressed the Colonel's hairy legs stretched on both sides of her. It now looked as if she was massaging his legs.

I was positive that the Colonel's hot and long rod poked my wife's butts from behind. There was no sign of reluctance or hesitation on Sunita's face. A part of their bodies was shielded by vegetation around us. I could not see them properly. Her head was partially shielded behind the leaves. Her attention was focused on the lover birds.

As Capt. Kumar began mauling her breasts, the young woman moaned and squirmed indicating that she was about to orgasm. Capt. Kumar continued kissing her breasts, biting her nipples and squeezing her butts hard to drive her to her first orgasm. He was a skilled operator who knew what buttons to press to drive his mate crazy. She let out a big "Ooomph..." and clutching Capt. Kumar's hands tight, exclaimed loudly, "Kumarrrr... I am coming... Ahhh.. it feels sooo... gooood..." With a big sigh, she slumped and rested on the mat for a few seconds.

Capt. Kumar rolled her bulged out nipples in his fingers. He pinched them as his mate gently recovered her breath. She grew more aggressive. The young Capt. quickly dispensed with her shorts and pushed down her panty, which she promptly discarded. We saw the young lass fully naked in all her glory looking so beautiful and bewitching. Her pussy was shaved clean. Her thin legs made a lot of space between her legs. Her slit was fully wet and dripping. Capt. Kumar inserted his hand between her legs. I was sure; his hand must have been flooded with a torrent of juice coming from his mate's pussy craving for his engorged cock to make her go crazy.

The naked female youth standing just some distance away from us was sex incarnate. She was a nude beauty that the best of artists would dream to watch and paint. Her nude stance could be the life's desire of a photographer to shoot. Her almost virgin nudity could have been the craving of millions of horny men. She had not single layer of fat on her hour glass figure.

I inserted my hand into Jyoti's top. It must have hurt her. She almost gave out a muffled cry, "Ouch..." she caught my hand and indicated me to unbutton her top and unclasp her bra. I unbuttoned her top, inserted my hand at her back and unclasped her bra. She gave a sigh of relief as her arrogant breasts broke loose from the confinement of her tight bra. I cupped her lovely globes in my palm. Those jelly balls bounced in my palm with a slight shake of my hands. Her breasts did not flow down between my fingers, but remained firm. The feel was exhilarating.

Whilst I was busy feeling Jyoti's breasts in my palms, Capt. Kumar turned facing his mouth against her vagina. He was in '69' position with his young mate. She was delighted to have his shaft pointing to her mouth. She slurped his pre-cum and tried to take his cock in her mouth. She could not take it all in. She licked the outer periphery of his rather fairly big cock. She rotated her tongue round it. Then slowly stretched her cheeks and took some of his long and thick shaft in her mouth. He kept licking her "Choot' (pussy) tastily, inserting his tongue into her love hole.

The young woman was going nuts with his licking her Choot (cunt) and getting poked by his tongue. She squirmed on the grass and squealed frequently with delight. She took his hand and put his finger in her pulsating choot. She wanted him to finger fuck her. Capt. Kumar began by inserting one finger first and then two fingers and started pushing in and drawing out them in quick succession. He manipulated her labia with expertise. This must have been her weakness. She jumped, shivered and gave out a loud moan; which surpassed the sound of flowing stream tearing the silence of the forest.

She cried out, "Capt., please finger me harder. I want you to fuck me now. Please fuck me." As Capt. Kumar increased his pace of finger fucking, she was going nuts. She jumped on her back several times and let out a big moan saying, "Aaahhh..., I am cumming..." She had her second or third orgasm.

The young couple was ready to reach the ultimate love climax. She pulled the young Capt. Kumar to mount on top of her. She pulled his mouth over her. In that position his hard rod pointed straight at her pussy. She felt his hard, long and thick cock poking her tummy and her vagina mound close to her pussy. She rubbed his cock with her fingers. She rolled her fingers around the mushroom head of his cock and making a ring of her fingers; she caught the foreskin of his cock and shagged it several times. She was in love with Capt. Kumar's cock. She took his cock in her hands, shagged it gently, looked at it and addressed it, "Darling you are my lover. I want you inside me. Please fuck me."

Capt. Kumar rubbed his cock several times on her pussy lips. He pushed it slowly in with his fingers. When it went in a little, he pushed it slowly with a shove of his arched body. It went in just a little, when the young girl gave out a mild scream. Was it in pain or anticipation? The captain inserted his cock a bit more. She caught his rod in her hand and rubbed it again on her cunt lips. There was plenty of lubrication in the form of her love juices and Capt. Kumar's abundant pre-cum. The tip of his thick rod went in easily. It was the girth that could cause some anxiety. He pushed it in a little more. That time she did have some pain. She cried out, "Ooohhh... slowly darling slowly..." Capt. Kumar halted. He withdrew it slowly and again rubbed it on her pussy lips. He then pushed it again a bit more.

Neetu bit her lips as she felt the pain. However, she was determined to suffer the pain but not show it. I was amazed at women's capacity and readiness to bear the pain to give joy to their husbands or lovers. Even if a woman did not enjoy sex by her unskilled lover or husband, she would pretend as if she enjoyed it. Normally it is the husband or lover who gives her pain and trauma in return of love given by the woman. In the case of Neetu, however, that was not the case.

Her lover was a skilled man. He knew his lover's predicament. He kept inserting his huge shaft slowly into her tiny love hole. He kept on going deeper and deeper with each gentle stroke. It was a prolonged process. My estimate was that it took about five minutes or so, when he was able to get deep into her. He did not stroke her quickly. He took plenty of time and pushed his long and thick rod slowly making it slide gently into her narrow passage. His bit by bit pushing and withdrawing his thick cock, excited his lover, which made her release more and more juices from her pussy. This made the penetration easier, because gentle back and forth movement of his long rod lubricated all walls of her tender vagina. Gradually Capt. Kumar rod slid in and out easily.

By then Capt. Kumar was able to increase the pace of his strokes. Neetu was ready and eager to reach the higher level of bliss by matching her lover stroke by stroke. She raised her hips to indicate that she could now take his greater thrusts. Moaning of the young girl became louder as their pace and physical activities speeded up. Capt. Kumar was charged up and wanted to demonstrate his virility and enjoy the feel of sliding in her vaginal tunnel repeatedly. His testicles had accumulated his virility for days, if not for weeks and his semen was burst into her love tunnel.

He was hornier as never before. He puffed as he pumped her faster and faster. The way he lasted out before ejaculating was a lesson for me to learn. His sustainability was superb. He kept on for what must be about ten long minutes, when finally he told Neetu, "Honey, I am on the edge. Should I eject it in or take it out?"

The young one did not want him to stop and said, "Do not eject now, go on when you finally can't hold any longer, let it go in. I am just about to cum myself."

After about a minute or two the girl cried out, "Kumar, I ammm cominggg... ohhh..." with a big sigh she had her orgasm, but not before Capt. Kumar let go of his semen into her, with a big sigh.

The fucking of the young couple made us go berserk. I was mauling Jyoti's breasts in my hands and she had done my zip and was stroking my cock. I had no time to look at my wife and the Colonel.

I had inserted my hand into Jyoti's shorts and was needling her ass and her pussy. It raised her temperature and she exposed my cock and shagged it vigorously. We were completely oblivious of the young couple then. I wanted to open Jyoti's shorts and dispense with her panty. I had little doubt that the Colonel was doing the same to my wife at that time.

Just then the bushes were swept aside and huge shaft of light flooded in blinding our eyes. The young couple moved away the bushes and looked at us. They were trying to find out from where the sounds came. They saw me with Jyoti and the Colonel with my wife. They saw us smooching each other's spouse. Neetu had not yet dressed up. I saw her lovely breasts from where I sat. The vegetation concealed the rest from our view. The first person to speak out was the young girl. She exclaimed, "Is that you Mr. Mathur, sir?"

It felt like a slap on my face. I remembered the famous phrase, "Et tu, Brutus?" from Caesars play. Embarrassed, one after the other, all four of us rose from our positions and started buttoning up and rearrange our selves. I saw that Sunita was trying to arrange her bra and her top. The Colonel was busy in tightening up his trousers. Unlike my fears, they did not seem to have progressed much, as the Colonel was almost fully dressed and so was my wife Sunita. Surprisingly, I felt a tinge of sorrow for the Colonel, who did not seem to have done much with my wife. On the other hand, Jyoti and I were almost ready to fuck; if there was proper space or time. We really had to do a bit of exercise to rearrange our clothing. I was certain that it did not escape the attention of our spouses.

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The young naked lass bent down behind the bush to cover up. She dressed up quickly and ran ahead; acute embarrassment writ large on her face at having been caught. I kept looking from behind at her bouncing breasts, gyrating buttocks and her slim well toned young body. She climbed up and was on her way to the upper camp. The rest of us looked at each other and without saying anything resumed our onward journey.

Capt. Kumar quickly dressed up. He addressed the Colonel and said, "I think you saw it all. We saw you partially. We are now open to each other. Why should we de formal with each other?" And then he ran after Neetu to catch up with her.

The Colonel shrugged his shoulders and without speaking, got up to resume his walk to the camp uphill. We followed him silently.

As we walked up, we found the other members waiting for us anxiously. As soon as they saw us they resumed their walk uphill with us. In the horizon dense clouds had formed. Some raindrops began falling. It was clear that somewhere not much further, it was raining heavily. There was a cool breeze blowing across as we were about three kilometre away from the upper camp site. By the time we covered some distance, a slight drizzle started. Our leader informed us that it was likely that we might face heavy rains.

After climbing up for a about a kilometre, Sunita complained of having pain in her legs again. The Colonel made her sit on a rock and said that he will give her the first aid. The leader asked the rest of us to move ahead; as he felt that the weather might get worse. Sunita asked me not wait but to reach the camp and wait for her. She said that they would join us soon.

We began walking up the hill. It started raining a little by then. We reached the upper camp in the next one hour. By that time it was raining heavily.

There were dry towels in the tent. We wiped our body. We still had wet clothes on us. Most of us dipped our legs in hot water to get relief from strained muscles. Jyoti and I eagerly waited for our spouses. At the upper camp there was some arrangement of tents and cooking, tea snacks etc. Jyoti and I dried ourselves and helped ourselves to a warm cup of tea.

We were sitting by the side of a fire, when my wife Sunita and the Colonel joined us almost one hour after our arrival at the upper camp. Both of them were soaking wet. However, my wife had the Colonel's rain coat around her. We gave them dry towels and made them sit in front of the fire to dry and warm up. I was horrified to see the Colonel having several bruises and some blood on his dress. When I asked him, he dismissed it as trivial and said that he was bruised when he lost his balance. When Sunita intervened, the Colonel stopped her saying that it was not so important.

Sunita's pain seemed to have reduced drastically. As soon as she saw me, she embraced me with a glee on her face. I asked her how she felt. She said that she was ok and she wanted me to thank the Colonel for almost carrying her half the way to the camp, as she could not walk.

There were four tents. There were some basic facilities of toilets, beds and for warming food or making tea etc. the location was beautiful. There was a river right 100 meters away from us. There was a strong current in the river and water made a loud but sweet sound.

Sunita tugged me to walk out. It was raining outside. Perhaps she wanted to tell me something in private. I asked her if she and I could go to the next tent which was empty. She nodded happily. Whilst Jyoti got busy attending to the Colonel dressing up his wounds, we ran to the next tent trying to cover ourselves from the torrential rain.

I asked Sunita, "I felt that you wanted to tell me something."

She said, "Yes, I did. I just wanted to tell you something but before that, please tell me, if you are still serious about your fantasy that you asked me to fulfil?"

I replied enthusiastically, "Yes, I am very serious. But why do you ask?"

She said, "It is possible that I may reconsider my position on the subject."

I said, "I am listening. Go ahead. Please tell me clearly what you mean."

She said, "After you left me with the Colonel, I could not stand on my feet. I tried to walk a little but had acute pain and had to stop or sit. The Colonel each time lifted me up and carried me to a rock nearby, made me sit and massaged my muscle to revive my blood circulation. After that we walked some distance and my leg pained again. I had to stop again. This happened several times, when finally the Colonel bodily lifted me up in his arms and carried me up the hill."

"I asked the Colonel jokingly, how he felt carrying me. I asked him if he felt as if he was carrying his lover to bed. The Colonel looked at me and smiled wryly. He said that he wished he was. However, he stopped and did not say anything more."

I could not control my curiosity. I asked her, "What happened then?"

She blushed. She hesitated. I cajoled her, "Don't feel hesitant. I would not blame you. I am excited, tell me what happened."

She continued after a brief pause. "Once I felt better and decided to walk a little to check if my pain had reduced. He was right there behind me. Suddenly I missed a step and fell. I slipped down from the path several feet into a gorge. I could have gone down much more and could have been badly hurt, had the Colonel not jumped instantly behind me, caring little for his life, running and skidding on the steep slope. He reached me very quickly, took me in his arms and kissed me all over and scolded me for my carelessness. He to be more careful. I saw tears in his eyes for the first time. He gently lifted me up back to the mountain path. His clothes were torn and he hurt himself badly.

After that, he insisted on my walking within his coat and in his arms. He said that he did not want to risk my slipping and falling down. I could not avoid feeling the poking of his hard cock on my butts and thighs or sometimes on my crotch. He felt embarrassed for that and mumbled some kind of awkward apologetic words. I told him frankly not to worry about that and told him that it was unavoidable. I felt pain again. He stopped and lifted me up again in his rams.

"As he walked carrying me like a child in his powerful arms, his fingers brushed my breasts regularly. He seemed oblivious of that. I was not sure if he really did not feel anything or was pretending. However, his touch sent shivers down my spine. I knew how badly he always wanted to make love to me. When I was so intimately close, it must have been a great strain on him to control his hormones. Our mouths were almost touching each other's. His heavy breathing due to the exertion of lifting me up the hill constantly hit my nostrils and mouth. Water was dropping down from his face into my mouth. I bent his head down. I raised my mouth a little and kissed him on his lips. He jerked and stopped. He gently put me down and made me lean on a tall rock. He straddled me between his legs and began kissing me."

Sunita stopped for a while taking deep breaths as if it was happening to her there and then. Hearing the erotic narration, even I became breathless. I prompted her, dismissing her doubts. I said, "You did just the right thing. Please carry on. Don't stop."

She said, "He hesitated. I locked my arms behind him and kept pressing his body on mine. I kept sucking his lips, gradually his dam burst. He could not control his emotions anymore and he kissed me hard and long. He licked my lips; he moved his mouth and licked my forehead. He kissed my nose and eyes. He kissed and licked my cheeks and kissed me again on my lips. I loved the feel of his wet hair on my nose and cheeks." She paused looking at me. I nodded my head indicating that she continue.

"He kept kissing my neck for such a long time that I felt that he would not move away from there. I was so horny. Sunil, I remembered your fantasy and I am now ashamed to admit that I wanted him to undress me and fuck me there and then. I wanted him to take the initiative. However, he didn't. Perhaps he expected me to take the lead. That moment was lost. Wariness set in. We moved apart after a while and he asked me to see if I could walk. That was a huge letdown for me." I could sense her disappointment.

She continued, "I began to walk limping. There was a slight uphill incline. He lifted me up and carried me in his arms again. On the way there was a bench, meant for the tourists. He gently laid me on the bench to take a breather. He sat by my side. I was feeling guilty of letting him down. Suddenly out of impulse, I pulled his head down and kissed him again. He stammered, 'For God's sake! Sunita what are you doing?' I however, did not listen to him. I kept sucking his lips. Then he began kissing me first on my lips and then on my neck and breasts."

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I was having a raging hard on. I asked her, "Did he remove your dress?"

She replied, "Oh, no dear. I was fully dressed. However, I was completely wet. He could perhaps see my nipples through my top and my bra. He kissed me on my top. He just kept kissing me. He seemed to be delirious. He kept nuzzling his head between my breasts. He kept saying 'Sunita I want you. I want you badly. Please don't encourage me, or else I will go berserk. Pleasel push me away.' He constantly kept on asking me for my forgiveness and said that he was unable to control his reaction." She stopped, hesitating again.

I pulled her mouth and kissed her hard. I pressed her hand on my erect cock and I told her, "Please go ahead. Don't stop. Look how turned on I am, hearing your experience. I am not angry or upset. I am aroused."

She felt my rock hard cock. She inserted her hand into my Bermuda, pushed aside my underwear and caressed my naked cock. She continued, "I pressed his mouth on mine and began kissing him again. I knew that he wanted to feel my boobs in his mouth. I just could not refuse him his desire. As I was kissing him, I opened two buttons of my top. He saw me opening my top buttons. He quickly unbuttoned the rest and unbuckled my bra. You know that my bra is very tight. My breasts just jumped out of my bra and presented themselves to him. For more than a minute, he looked at my breasts. He did not perhaps expect my breasts to be so big and firm. All this while, he has been seeing his wife's smaller boobs, you see?"

I detected a bit of pride in my wife's voice on scoring at least one point over Jyoti, the Colonel's wife. She was gaga over the amazing expressions on the Colonel's face when he saw her breasts. I nodded my head and squeezed her breasts hard. My wife knew then that I rather enjoyed her description and that I did not have any negative feelings.

She then continued enthusiastically. "In a jiffy, without any preliminaries, the Colonel pressed his mouth on my breasts and began sucking one and kept fondling the other. He kept changing the sequence. As he kept sucking them, he kept saying, 'I love them, they are so wonderful. I wish I was your small boy.' He kept sucking my breasts and then suddenly he rose and began kissing me hard on my lips. He was highly aroused. I moved my arm to feel his cock. I felt his big cock with the cloth trying hard to burst out of his trousers."

My wife looked at me with a question mark on her face. She said, "I was aroused and I also knew your desire for my making out with your friend. I wanted to feel his cock and his balls. I however, controlled myself. We were doing all this is an open space and anyone walking by, could see us. Of course there was no one nearby. I was only afraid of someone coming from our camp looking for us."

I asked her impatiently, "Oh! That is alright. Please tell me what happened next?"

She said, "The Colonel did what I was hesitating to do. He unbuttoned his fly and uncovered his cock. I inserted my hand in his trousers and felt his huge erection. I pushed aside an edge of his underwear and pushed my fingers inside his underwear. He was all wet inside. His cum was so much that I suspected that he must have ejected inside. However, it was just his pre-cum. He was rock hard. I caressed his cock and withdrew my hand, when he inserted his hand under my skirt. I jerked instinctively and pushed his hand away. That was the shock, he didn't expect. I now wish I should not have done that. He felt crestfallen and frustrated. He immediately apologized and stood up. He asked me to cover up. His face bore no expressions"

I was more crestfallen at that time than perhaps the Colonel. I asked her, "Why did you push his hand away?"

She said, "It was just instinctive. It was not a deliberate action. I just did not think about it. Perhaps I was not ready. I was sad looking at him. I told him that I was sorry. I had not done it intentionally. His reply was that it was his fault. He said that he was sorry. He did not want to violate me or force me. He said that he should have controlled his actions. He kept gesturing as if he was condemning himself. He said that he was guilty of breaching the limits of decency. He began walking slowly with me and we are here." She concluded. She was saddened, when she saw a feeling of disappointment on my face.

I patted her back encouragingly and pulled her closer to me. I kissed her on her lips and said, "Darling I love you for whatever you have done. I am so happy for you. However, I feel a bit sorry for the Colonel. Anyway, we have a many days together. Let us go back to the camp. They must be waiting for us."

We returned to join the Colonel and his wife. I greeted the Colonel. He smiled wryly. There was no expression on his face. He was not his usual jolly self. In the meanwhile, lunch was served. We ate the meal silently. After the lunch, he walked with his wife towards another side of the camp without saying anything. I saw him go to a location from where one could have a panoramic view of the forest.

There was a shout suddenly. An army instructor said, "All get ready, there is attack on our camp site. Please be alert."

We heard some gun shots fired in the air. About ten men riding on horses entered our camp. They were fully armed with handmade guns and two army rifles. The Colonel came running along with the others. Just in the morning we were cautioned about a possible mock terrorist attack. We were however told to treat it not as a mock attack but real one and react accordingly. The attackers looked ruffians and not like normal army guys. All of us were not very much alarmed, knowing that this was a mock attack.

However, we needed to treat is as a real attack. Several guns were pointed at us. Most of us were unprepared. We did not think that this mock terrorist attack would happen on the first day of our training. We raised our hands and waited for something to happen. All the lessons learnt only a few hours ago were forgotten. I looked at the Colonel. He was dismayed at our lack of preparedness. He shouted at us. "What is this happening? Come on let us try to repulse the attack."

Before he could complete, one of the terrorists, swung the butt of his gun in his direction. The butt caught the middle of the Colonel's jaw. A stream of blood began to flow from his jaw. The attacker shouted, "This chap seems greater trouble. Tie this fellow immediately; so that we could finish our work quickly." One of the fellows tied the Colonel with ease and stood close to him holding the rope end in his hands, with a gun pointing at the Colonel's temple. The Colonel stood in a corner helplessly looking at us. It became clear to us then that it was not a mock but a real terrorist attack.

The gang leader then closely looked at the Colonel and said, "Oh! So, this is our valued guest Col. Jaswant Singh, right? How badly, I have been looking forward to meet you." I was perplexed at how the ruffians could recognize the Colonel amongst so many of us.

The gang leader then moved near me and half asking and half making a factual statement, said, "And you are Mr. Mathur, the famous political journalist?" I was amazed at their knowledge of our names and even professions. I wondered how much more they knew about us. How on earth and from where and why did they get this information? This was an unsolved puzzle for me. I looked questioningly at the Colonel. He perhaps read my mind and shrugged his shoulders to indicate that he was also all at sea.

The Colonel holding his bleeding jaw with one hand said, "Look, whoever you are. We are in a training camp and have nothing to do with the Army. What do you want from us?"

The leader said, "Aha! You say have nothing to do with the army? That is a big joke. Anyway, we want you two fellows. All others can stand aside."

Suddenly Sunita came forward and said, "You cannot take them away. What have they done? Why do you want them?" The leader looked at Sunita appreciatively and said, "I see! You are Mrs. Mathur, right? Do you also want to come with them?" A chill went down my spine when I saw the leader and other ruffians looking at Sunita, Jyoti and the young girl Neetu with lusty eyes and licking saliva dripping from their wet lips.

Jyoti came forward and said, "We shall not surrender meekly." I was surprised at her courage. She stood boldly in front of the leader. The leader surveyed her from top to toe and smiled amusingly. He went closer to Jyoti and said, "I know you are the Colonel's wife. These army people sure have lovely wives. Look at them wives. They are lucky bastards." He ordered his other accomplishes, "Tie the Colonel and the journalist first and then tie their wives also. After all, we are entitled to some entertainment with work."

Before we could do anything, the terrorists surrounded three of us with a bundle of ropes and tied each one of us with envious expertise. Each one was tied separately and placed on a horse. Whilst the men were tying us, a gun shot rang through air. It was fired from behind us. One of the terrorists fell bleeding on the floor. I looked around and found two army men missing. Obviously, they hid behind trees and shot at the terrorists. There was a panic in the area. The terrorists began looking around to trace the shooter. They could not locate anyone.

There was another shot and another terrorist fell bleeding. There was a terror amongst the terrorists and also amongst us. Most of us were not prepared for a gunfight. We ducked. Some of us lay flat on the ground. The morning lessons were coming in handy. As the terrorists began scurrying for cover; their leader started firing in all directions and told his men, "Come on, mount these people on the horses and run for your life." It was obvious that these men were not so well trained as our army men. They did not want a gun fight and lose more of their soldiers.

The men mounted the Colonel first and then me on another horse. There was a slight lull in firing from outside. Taking advantage of that, they mounted Sunita on another horse. When the firing started again from the woods, the leader ordered his men to scurry into the forest. Before we could realize, the armed men loaded their wounded men and three of us and ran for cover in the forest. They could not load Jyoti because they had no time and they did not want to lose any more of their men.

They left in a huff as there was another round of firing from the forest. We were soon into the forest with the Colonel, my wife and me riding on separate horses.

I looked behind to have a final glimpse of the camp, before we disappeared into the forest. I saw all the people in the camp shouting for help and ladies crying. We were far away from the camp in a very short time. I last looked at the Colonel and my wife. Their horses ran almost parallel to ours. Sunita was carried by a man, who had made her sit in front of him. I could see pain and panic on Sunita's face.

The leader shouted some command. The man, who strapped me to his horse and rode me with him, put a blindfold on my eyes. I saw that the Colonel and my wife were also being blindfolded. It was raining heavily. We could not make out the direction where we were heading.

We must have been riding for about two hours or more, when the horses stopped and I heard the leader shouting asking his men to dismount us take us to our place of confinement. They spoke in Urdu and Hindi language. A few of them appeared to be locals and spoke of local dialect, which I could not understand clearly.

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This was the third part of a four part series. Who were these people who kidnapped three of us? The fourth and final part shall be full of suspense, adventure and reveals the secrets. Will the Colonel get my wife's favour? Will I be able to win over Jyoti? What would be our situation vis a vis the young Capt. Kumar? All this and more shall be revealed in the next and final part. The readers might find my writing rather slow and descriptive. I do not know if it gets boring. I believe that sex is like a spice in our mundane life. If we are fed only spices daily, we might start hating spices. I would like to take the readers to different heights. I am unsure, if I am successful. It is for the readers to comment on my writing. I am waiting to receive your comments even if they are critical. PLEASE WRITE TO ME.

The story has no connection with any person living or dead and does not claim to represent factual situation of Indian Army or any other private or Government organisation.

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Exciting Adventurous Experiences Ch. 04

What more could one expect in one day?

We surreptitiously watched a bachelor young army officer fucking married young lass. We tried to seduce each other's spouses, as we watched the young couple fuck.

My wife succumbed to my friend Colonel's charms and he almost seduced her in torrential rain.

We were attacked. There was gunfight. Three of us were kidnapped.

We had extreme and life endangering situations.

If that was not exciting and adventurous, what would be? The story goes further...

QUICK RECAP

I am Sunil. My wife is Sunita. I am a political journalist covering sensitive national security matters. Sunita is a marvelous wife and was and is really attractive. When the incidents happened, we were in our middle or late thirties,. Colonel Jaswant Singh was an Army officer from "Anti Insurgency Force". He was an expert in anti guerrilla warfare. He had a comely wife Jyoti. She was a house wife.

We were neighbors and over a period of time our two families' relationship grew quite close; bordering on intimacy. We went for a holiday at an army camp in Himalayas; where army was offering training for anti terrorist defense. It was a very reasonably priced package. We left for the camp by train. Capt. Kumar and a young married girl Neetu were our co-passengers in the train. Neetu was married to an old ex-army man.

That the camp experience was the most memorable would be an understatement. We had all the things listed above happening; just in one day and the deay was not yet over.

READ ON...

Riding behind a horseman, I had a final glimpse of the camp; before we disappeared into the forest. I saw some of the people in the camp shouting for help and ladies crying. We were far away from the camp in a very short time. I last looked at the Colonel and my wife. Their horses ran almost parallel to ours. Sunita was carried by a man, who had made her sit in front of him. I could see pain and panic on Sunita's face.

The leader shouted some commands. The man, who strapped me to his horse and made me ride with him, put a blindfold on my eyes. I saw that the Colonel and my wife were also being blindfolded. It was raining heavily. We could not make out the direction where we were heading. However, I guessed that we were going upstream of the river, because the huge thundering sound of the flowing river water almost continued through our journey.

We must have been riding for more than two hours, when the horses stopped and I heard the leader shouting at his men asking them to dismount us, take off our blind folds, remove our gags and take us to our place of confinement. They spoke in Urdu and in Hindi language. A few of them appeared to be locals and spoke of local dialect, which I could not understand clearly. It was evening and sun light was fading. It might be about 5 pm.

As we were escorted in, I saw the leader talking to another person in their hideout. The other man appeared to be in-charge of the hideout. He was surprised to see my wife Sunita with us and asked the leader how she was there. They talked in low voices. I could not make out much. Then he seemed to have conveyed something that changed the attitude of the leader to us. He told our escort to take us to a "guest room". Our escort seemed surprised. However, he signaled us to follow him.

The escort was the person, who had tied my wife Sunita's hands, legs and gagged her mouth with a scarf. He had mounted her on his horse and had sat behind her on the horse. He was a tall, heftily built man with bare huge chest. He constantly stared at my wife Sunita. His big prying eyes lustily traveled all over her figure constantly, caring little of our watching him. Sunita looked haggard and walked unsteadily.

I was sure that during the time, he carried her on the horse to the destination; he would have smooched her all over from behind. He had all the opportunity to poke his cock in her ass as the horse traveled over rough mountain terrain. However, that was all he could have done; with all other gangsters riding together and keeping an eye on each other. Seeing his lusty stares, I could easily guess that given the slightest opportunity, he would not hesitate to bang her. He looked a real ruffian.

We were escorted to our room, in which two beds were made with neatly laid pillows, mattresses, bed sheets and blankets. The room was on the second floor. The escort shoved us in the room and locked the gate.

There was a wooden door with additional steel grill door. The room had one window with heavy grills overlooking the view outside. We could see river flowing quite close to our room.

The Colonel mused almost to himself, "I am still unable to understand why they kidnapped us. However, I have a fair idea of our present location." We looked at him in surprise.

The guest room was not bad, given the circumstances. It had a toilet. I inspected the toilet. It was clean enough and usable.

As we sat on the bed wondering what would happen next, a comparatively more gentle looking man stood at the gate and told us in Urdu language that "The Commander" will speak to us in the morning.

The Colonel asked him, "Please tell us who you are, why we are here and what do you want from us?"

The man replied that he was not authorized to talk to us except what he had already conveyed and that "The Commander" would tell us everything in the morning.

Sunita asked him for an additional bed. He replied that we would have to make do with whatever was there in the room. He left without speaking any further.

Sunita asked the Colonel, "Who are these people and why have they kidnapped us?"

The Colonel replied, "My wild guess is that they are our cross border enemies and they want to learn army secrets from us. That is the only explanation why they have kidnapped us but are not treating us badly. They are treating us rather well as they expect us to cooperate with them. However, this goody goody treatment may not last long; once they find us tough nuts to crack."

The Colonel said, "At this critical time, we should not lose our energy and enthusiasm. We need them now more than ever. Let us think how we can escape from this. The army must have already let loose all its troops to search and rescue us."

It was pretty dark. Our escort opened the gate. He offered us cooked vegetables and three cups of tea. He placed them on a corner table and began looking hungrily at Sunita. He left the room locking the door behind him. We were hungry and quickly finished the sandwiches and drank tea. There was a small dim lamp in the room, which simply registered its presence. We could hardly see. However, as we got accustomed to the dim light, we could see things better than before.

Even in that grave situation I was aroused at the thought of three of us sleeping together. The Colonel went into the toilet first. He returned and sat on the bed resting against the wall. My wife Sunita went to use the toilet next. She went in and returned after awhile. She was tired. She fell on the bed, reconciled to the situation and fell asleep on the bed. I sat on the edge. I used the toilet last and after freshening up returned to find Sunita fast asleep and the Colonel sitting, resting his back on the wall, thinking of something deeply. In all probability, he was trying to find ways of escaping. I sat on the edge of the bed. My wife lay between the sitting Colonel and me

I was looking at Sunita sleeping peacefully. The Colonel saw me looking at my sleeping wife closely. He appeared nonchalant about it. Her top had moved aside and large part of her upper breasts was visible. Her hair was spread wide on the bed. Her skirt was pulled up above her knees, exposing lower part of her thighs. I gently placed my hand on her face and caressed her head and cheeks. She mumbled, "mmm..." in her sleep. I looked at the Colonel who was trying to concentrate but was apparently distracted by my actions.

I gently moved my hands on her top and caressed over her boobs covered by her bra and the top. I placed my hand on her lips, which she instinctively kissed as was her usual habit. The Colonel looked at my fondling her breasts and looked away. I stretched and lay by her side. I continued fondling her boobs. Then I bent and kissed her lips. She turned towards the Colonel and placed one hand in his lap mumbling cooing sounds in her sleep.

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I looked at the Colonel. He was uncomfortable with her hand in his lap. However, he let it be there. Gradually, he tapped her hand and caressed it lovingly. Sunita purred in her sleep, happily feeling her hand being caressed. It gave me erotic sensation and felt my cock tightening. My mind was throbbing with high flow of energy. I told the Colonel, "Colonel, we had a hard day. I think we should take some rest. You particularly have had a very tough day. Let us see what tomorrow brings for us.

The Colonel nodded his head and stretched full length on bed, trying to keep some distance from Sunita. I told him, "Colonel, relax. All of us have to sleep on the bed. There is no way of avoiding close body contact; so don't bother. Sleep naturally. Sunita also understands that we are now in a war like situation. I am sure; she won't mind the contact."

The Colonel nodded his head.

I moved closer behind my wife, rolled my arm over her and took her in my arms. She was facing the Colonel. I pulled the blanket and covered both of us in the blanket and poked her butt with my cock from behind. The Colonel could not see us as we were covered in the blanket. I pushed the blanket towards the Colonel and asked him also to come inside our blanket. The Colonel joined hesitatingly. The Colonel, I and my wife lay so tightly close that we could feel each other's breath. Our bodies were closely pushed together. I was sure the Colonel was feeling my wife's breasts on his chest and my wife must be feeling the Colonel's rising cock on her crotch. She was sure to feel two hard cocks one in the front and the other behind her.

I knew that for sure when she mumbled ooohhh... in her half sleep. That was the sign she felt the Colonel's hard cock on her crotch. Usually she would catch my semi hard cock in her hands in her sleep and play with it a little to make it harder. I was not sure if she was doing that at that time; with the Colonel's cock, thinking it was my cock she was playing with.

In spite of my excitement to witness a possible sexual intimacy developing between them, since I was tired, I felt drowsy and turned to the other side with my back to my sleeping wife. Our butts touched. She and the Colonel faced each other. I moved slightly away from her. As was her habit, my wife stretched her arms in her sleep around the Colonel; little realizing that it was the Colonel and not her husband. She moved into his arms and began nuzzling her head into the Colonel's chest. I could hear her purring in my half sleep. I was wondering if something could develop between them that night.

However, before something could happen, I heard a grumpy sound coming from the gate. It was the huge beast's pleading voice. I could distinctly hear him saying, "Sunita!" I was shocked. How did he know her name? Suddenly it struck me that I had called her name several times in his presence, when we were entering the building.

It must have been almost one and half to two hours before midnight. The Colonel also heard the guy at the gate calling out my wife's name. The Colonel quickly sat up in the bed and moved close to me and spoke in my ears, "Sunil, this is the time. I have an idea."

I knew that the Colonel had thought something out. The Colonel quickly began to nudge Sunita. My wife got up startled and asked, "What happened? Why did you wake me up?"

The Colonel murmured softly in her ears, "Sunita, this fellow is calling your name repeatedly. obviously he is in heat. Please take a bed sheet and pretend to sleep near the door. He seems to be horny as hell for you. Give him a little bit of rope. If he tries to feel your body, let him. The idea is to make him feel that you are attracted to him. Make him open the gate somehow. If you play your cards right, that could be our gateway to escape,"

Sunita was furious. She lost the sense of feminine decency; yet keeping her voice low, she said, "Are you asking me to let this monster feel me as if he has not felt me enough already? All along the way, his cock had been poking my butts and his hands were mauling my boobs. . The chap is not a male, he is beast. I felt his huge rod on my butts all through the journey. He has a huge member and he sure made me feel it."

That was a rare occasion when my wife described some male's penis and his molestation in such vivid detail to someone other than me. the Colonel appeared taken aback with my wife's reaction.

Again there was the wail, "Sunitaaaa..." The man was growling. He was completely horny and did not care that we heard him.

I pleaded with her. I said, "Sunita, he is crazy for you. If you show him a bit of lollipop, he will want you to come out, or he will want to come in. It will be better if he came in. Then we can attack him better. That will be the time for us to bind him and get away. This will probably be our only chance. Please understand. Your little bit of tolerance may free us."

That seemed to have worked. She thought for a few seconds and said, "Ok, I understand. Let me take a pillow and a blanket. I shall spread the blanket on the floor near the gate and try to make out with him. I am scared to death. Please standby and be ready. I don't want to be bangd by the guy." I nodded. I told the Colonel about my talk with Sunita. He had heard our exchanges. He patted Sunita's back and said, "Sunita, I appreciate your help."

I saw my wife blushing.

I then pretended to shout at my wife as if she and I had some hot arguments. She got up and rushed to the gate pretending as if she was furious. She carried a blanket and spread it near the gate. She shouted loud enough so that the man at the gate could hear, "I don't care for you I shall sleep here but not with you." She pretended to walk out in a huff and lay down on the floor, close to the door.

She laid her bed such that the person at the gate could easily push his hand in and touch her. I was happy to see that my homely wife was acting with such courage. The Colonel and I were quiet on the bed eagerly waiting for what would happen next.

We did not hear anything for a while. we had no way of knowing if anything transpired between them. It must have been half an hour since. Sunita must have gone off to sleep; as we heard her snoring. I heard some voices. I distinctly heard "Sunita? ... Sunita?" That was the escort's voice. I poked the Colonel. The Colonel woke up. We waited eagerly.

My wife Sunita murmured, "Ummm..." I could faintly see her turning towards the gate. The escort had extended his arm inside. I again heard Sunita's purring voice. "mmm...?"

Sunita moved slightly closer to the gate. Obviously, as instructed by the Colonel; she was titillating the gate man. We kept hearing, "ummm..." from my wife and "Sunita...", "Sunita..." from the gate man.

It was easy to guess that the gate man was attempting to fondle my wife's breasts and move his arm to feel her body. He was falling into my wife's trap. From what little we could decipher, she was encouraging him. I heard him say that he wanted to fuck her. She told him, "Silly, not here. My husband may wake up and may kill me. Can we go anywhere else?"

There was a silence. The guy was thinking. We then heard him, "There is a secret door that no one knows here. Behind the door there is a staircase that leads down to my house outside. That is my house and no one shall disturb us. It is a nice place on the bank of a river. You will enjoy it. Will you come with me? But please don't make any sound." Obviously, the gate man was afraid of getting caught and punished by the gang leader. He was trying hard to tempt Sunita. However, we got the escape information we wanted.

My wife asked, "Why have these people kidnapped us? Who are they?" I saw my wife moving closer to the gate and allowing the guy to fondle her breasts. I suspected that she was also massaging his cock to arouse him; because I saw her sitting closer to the gate with her one hand inside the bars. She seemed to have learned the art of seduction and how to extract secrets from the victim of seduction. It was a desperate situation and called for desperate actions.

The man replied, "They are from the neighboring country. They are trying to get some army secrets from the Colonel and that reporter. They have been following them for the past few weeks." We got our answers. The Colonel was dead right. My simple wife quickly learned how to extract information from a sex starved person.

we wanted the escort to be brought in and suddenly I had an Idea. I began to snore loudly. That would give her an indication to convey to the escort that we were sleeping and he can come in and fuck her.

Sunita caught the hint. She turned the pitch. She said, "You are a very strong man. You have a big tool." She paused for a while and said, "It is not a good idea to go out. Somebody can see us. Why don't you come in? These men are tired and fast asleep. If you promise to keep quiet, you can have me. After feeling your long and hard tool, I want to have you. But please keep quiet or else they will wake up and kill me." she spoke in a pleading voice that must have aroused him.

There was a pause. The gate man was in all probabilities weighing his options and trying to decide if he was not falling into any trap. We were on the edge awaiting his decision. The Colonel and I were both ready to jump on the guy as soon as he would enter. We kept the pillows and bed sheets ready in our hands. Finally lust triumphed over his good sense. We heard the click clock sound of lock being opened. The gate opened slowly. We waited with bated breath. The guy slowly entered. He closed the gate, but did not lock it. Sunita had moved further inside to make the fellow come further in. We saw him walk towards Sunita and try to grab her.

At that very moment in one coordinated and swift movement, the Colonel and I jumped on him with pillows and bed sheets; whilst my wife jumped towards the bed and picked up a bed sheet in her hands. She also jumped on him. All three of us over powered him and after thoroughly gagging him, we tied him up with the grill of the window. We covered him fully in the bed sheet so that he could not see.

We quickly came out of the room and looked for the secret door, he talked about.The Colonel found the exit after a small passage in the corridor hidden from a direct view. The door had a lock. We did not have a key. Perhaps the big gate man had the key.

The Colonel decided not to look for the key. He looked around and saw a small iron rod on the grill. He took it. He leveraged, twisted and broke the lock. After looking around, we slowly opened the door. We looked outside and saw free world; that we were not sure, we would ever be able to see again. We were all thrilled. Sunita ran down first, I followed her and the Colonel last. The Colonel carefully closed the door behind him and bolted it from outside.

We ran for our lives from there. We caught each other's hands. We reached the bank of the river. It could be about half an hour before midnight. It had started raining heavily. The river was flowing in a spate with huge quantity of water flowing rapidly, making a huge sound almost like a roaring lion. It was pretty dark. We could barely see each other. We were uncertain of the direction, we needed to follow. We halted at the bank of the river.

The Colonel said, "Sunita, any amount of thanking you is not enough. What you have done today shall be marked in our life as our life saver. you could be a damned good Army spy officer."

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Sunita blushed profusely at his compliments and looked down, without saying anything.

The Colonel continued, "My instinct is that we should run in the direction of the flow along the river. Our camp should be downstream on the bank of this river. We have about two hours before we will be missed by the terrorists. We should cover as much ground as possible in that period. At least in the darkness, we could run without being spotted."

The Colonel wanted Sunita to be ahead of us. He did not want her to be left behind or remain out of sight should something unexpected happen. I followed my wife. The Colonel was at the end urging us and prodding us to run faster. I could see my wife walking slightly unsteadily. I hoped that she would not have those cramps again. I urged her to walk faster. She started to walk faster. We were quite far away from our original location in the next fifteen minutes to half an hour.

It was not possible to move much faster due to slush in the way and hard hitting rain. It was raining incessantly. We were walking on the edge of the cliff, right below which flowed the river.

All of a sudden, I saw Sunita staggering unsteadily. She was walking slightly away from us on our left side closer to the river. Suddenly, earth under our legs gave way. The Colonel and I instinctively jumped aside quickly to safety. However, it was too late for Sunita to move. The land under her feet parted. It was a huge land slide under her feet. Before I could catch her, she slipped and fell into a crevice. She cried out, "Help... Help..." I saw her sliding into the slush and disappearing from sight. Soon her voice was lost in the high decibel sound of the fast flowing river. I just stood frozen and too dazed to react. She had fallen into the river and was swept away by the fast flowing flood of river water.

I had barely turned to look at the Colonel. Without giving a second thought, in one swift motion, the Colonel ran and jumped behind her in the crevice in a flash. As he fell sliding, he shouted at me loud enough for me to hear, "Just run along the river. Try and reach the camp. I will bring her..." I heard a splash in the water and he disappeared. I heard a shout and his voice was lost in the uproar of the river.

I stood motionless trying hard to detect any of them. It was a useless exercise. It was pretty dark, there was fog and they were far away. I hated myself for a second for not jumping behind them. However, the fact was that I was a poor swimmer. If I fell into the river, I could not save my own life, not to talk of saving any of them.

I began walking gingerly forward. I remembered the Colonel's shout. I began to walk fast. I practically ran from there. I had to watch my steps after I saw my wife and the Colonel fall into the river. I decided to move slightly away from the river. However, I walked along the flow of the river as directed by the Colonel. It was a tough walk. There were breaches, streams, trees and thick vegetation through which I had to walk. Soon I was tired.

STORY AS NARRATED BY SUNITA

I slipped into the slush along the river bank and before I could realize, I fell into swirling river water. The river was deep and flowed fast. I must have dropped a few feet because as I fell into the river, I went under several feet of water. I shouted for help. However, I was sure no one could hear it in the huge roaring sound of the river water. Besides, even if someone did hear, who would have the courage to risk his life and jump into the river, which was in a spate?

When I surfaced, I looked around. It was pitch dark. I could not see anything but water everywhere. I shouted loud, "Help... Help..." There was no response. However, I did hear a splash in the river water. It sounded as if something or someone fell into the river from a height.There was also an indistinct shout. Perhaps, someone also slipped into the crevice and was shouting for help.

I was a reasonably good swimmer. I decided that I would not drown and I would not panic. I had learnt this from the Colonel; when we were swimming the previous day in the camp swimming pool. Whilst swimming, he caught me once and asked me to take a deep breath. After that he pulled me under water. He forced me to remain under water for more than I could cope with. When I surfaced, I was breathless. I was quite upset with him. He then taught me an important lesson.

Then he told me, "Make water your friend, not your enemy. You drown not because you could not swim. You drown because you don't trust water. When you are in deep water, trust water to lift you up. Just leave yourself in the hands of water. Water will never drown you."

However, this was different. This was not a swimming pool and this was also not a normal river current. The river was flowing at an unbelievable pace. In the process the river swept away whatever it could from the banks on the way. I saw tree trunks, huge branches, wooden logs, animals and even furniture floating. I tried hard to swim out to the shore. However, huge surge of water waves pulled me back in the center. I tried hard for what must have been almost an hour. That was an amazing performance. I could not believe that I could struggle so hard against such a huge flow of fast flowing water.

I was completely tired. I just lost the strength to fight. I was determined not to give up. However, I had no strength. I just could not swim. My arms just did not move. I was drowning. I was breathless and began to gulp water as I went down in water. I panicked. I almost lost consciousness. I then realized how it felt to stare death in your face. I knew I was going to die. I began offering prayers to all the deities I could remember.

Suddenly a pair of hands clutched my waist. I heard the familiar soothing voice of the Colonel, "Sunita, do not worry. I am here now. Just relax. Don't lose hope. Just cling to me." I had not heard sweeter words in my life before. I relaxed. I knew I was not going to die. My savior had come and I knew he would save me. Although I had no strength, I was infused with unbelievable mental agility. I simply clung to the Colonel as per his advice.

I was drowsy and felt as if all that was happening around me was not real. I felt as if I was dreaming. I vaguely remembered floating in water for a long time. I did not know how much time. Finally, I relized that the Colonel had dumped me on a sand bed. He made me lie flat with my face down on sand bed. The Colonel then mounted on top of my back. He straddled me between his bent knees, which supported his weight. To a stranger, it might look from a distance as if he was trying to fuck my ass. I could vaguely feel his cock rubbing my ass. However, he was far from entertaining any such thought in his mind.

I could feel him pressing my back hard. This compressed my stomach and pushed out whatever water I had gulped; and I had gulped a lot. I could feel water gushing out of my mouth. I vomited a lot of water. Gradually I regained focus and things began to make sense. I felt better. I turned around and looked at the Colonel, who was looking at me apprehensively. "Are you feeling better?" He asked anxiously.

"I shall not die." I said trying to smile. I looked around. I could not see much in the dark.

The Colonel was a bit emotional. He placed his palm on my mouth and said, "Don't speak such words. You will be fine. I have struggled a lot to reach you. God! The river was in such a spate and I just could barely reach you after a long struggle. I cannot afford to lose you."

He gripped my hand. His voice trembled. His throat choked with emotion. I was lying on sand bed with my face looking onto his. He sat looming over me. At that time, I looked at him closely. There was a trace of blood on his shirt and trousers. He was injured.

I rubbed my finger below his eye lids to wipe his eyes. I caught his head between my hands and pulled his mouth on mine. I pressed his lips on mine and said, "You almost sacrificed your life for me and saved me from sure death. I turned you off earlier, because of my fat ego. I was such a fool. Please forgive me."

I pulled him down to force him to kiss me hard. He was wary at first. However, slowly he responded to my kiss and soon enough, he pressed his body weight on me and kissed me passionately. I told the Colonel, "I want you to keep kissing me like this forever." I could feel the Colonel's arousal, as his cock poked onto my pussy region. His mind was however, engaged elsewhere.

Slowly, he pulled me up and asked, "Can you walk?"

I gently stood up and said, "I think that I can; at least for some distance."

He said, "Let us get some shelter, if that is possible. We have to find out our exact location. After the sunrise, we shall try to see if we can ring up the army camp."

I began the walk unsteadily. He supported me. We moved away from the river and tried to locate some sign of civilization. After what must be almost half an hour of our walking, the Colonel brightened up. He pointed out at a light blinking at some distance. I had never walked faster in my life before to cover that distance.

There was a board, which might have seen better days; but yet legible. It read, "Dr. R.K. Tiwari, M.B.B.S."

The Colonel knocked. After a while, a middle aged man opened the door. He looked at us with some surprise. The Colonel explained to him his army background, our stay at the army camp site, our kidnapping and escape, editing out the part relating to how we escaped.

Dr. Tiwari was a nice man. He listened to us patiently and welcomed us in. He said that the first thing that we should do was to take bath, change into a set of fresh clothes and take some rest. He saw that we had some bruises and injuries. He administered tetanus injection and applied antiseptic medicines. He then went upstairs to his residence and came quickly down with some clothing for us. He had a lungi (a long cotton cloth which some traditional Indian men wrap around their waist like a towel). He also brought his wife's petticoat and blouse for me.

Dr. Tiwari said, "Colonel, you and your wife may wear these clothes for the night. I have this indoor patient's ward. It is empty now. You may sleep here for the rest of the night. It has beds, bathroom, drinking water etc." Before the Colonel could try to explain to Dr. Tiwari that we were not husband and wife; I thanked Dr. Tiwari and said "Good night" to him. Dr. Tiwari returned to his residence, asking us to bolt the doors.