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[Krishan202]

Through the crack of the door, Monalisa saw an outrageous sight. Sunny was standing naked before the wash hand basin! His legs were spread. He had his cock in his hand and was stroking it. What shocked Monalisa, was the size of his cock! It looked too huge for his age. His whole cock was stretched tight. She got frightened. Though she wanted to quickly leave, her curiosity at the sight of his colossal cock made her continue to silently snoop through the crack of the door. Sunny was incoherent. She tried to figure out, what he was murmuring. She listened carefully.




Sunny was mumbling, " Monalisa, aaaah, get ready. I am going to fill your cunt with my seed. I am going to fill your sweet pussy, aaaah "

Monalisa was surprised! Sunny was fantasizing about her while masturbating. She quickly stepped back, before he ejaculated. She got a glass of cold water and sat down in the kitchen, breathing rapidly. She could not forget the sight in Sunny's cock. She could feel her vagina get moist at the thought of Sunny's mighty cock. After ten minutes, suddenly the door opened and Sunny came out. She was too embarrassed to look into his eyes. With her eyes downcast, she wished something, she never thought.

She asked him, where Vicky was, he told her that he has gone to get a movie.

"He should have told me, that he was going, anyway, you two take care of the house, I am going out,"

She went out as she did not want to stay with him alone.



After some time, she returned home and found that Sunny has left. She continued with her housework. The thought of Sunny's imposing cock was stuck in her mind. It made her vagina continuously wet and she was feeling sticky in between her thighs, throughout the day. That night when she went to the bed, she was still excited at the thought of the Sunny's imposing cock. That made her horny and she tried to wake her husband, but he didn't respond. So all the night she was restless and frustrated.

Every time Sunny visited Vicky's house, he saw Vicky's mother Monalisa in a new light. Sunny eyes constantly made their way toward her bosom and ass, a fact he knew she was aware of, but never said anything about.

The way their house was set up, all the bedrooms were on the second floor, and only one was on the ground floor. Sunny parents' room was upstairs while Sunny's was downstairs. It was a large house, and thus, it was possible to talk at a normal level in the hall by his room, and not be heard in his parent's room.



Every morning Sunny's father would leave for work, and his sister and mother for school, since his mother was a school teacher, so he was left alone in the house. He didn't have to leave right away since he goes later to his job. So his mother asked Monalisa to help Sunny in the morning if he needed it. She even gave her a key to the front door of their house.

Monalisa would usually come to Sunny's room about 9 or 10 in the morning to make sure he was awake. She would visit with him a little, and then head off to her home if he wasn't having any problems. Sometimes when Sunny was in a hurry, she made his breakfast. He would basically lie in bed, waiting for Monalisa to walk in his bedroom and talk to him. When he heard her coming, he would act sleepy and lazy like he didn't want to get up.

Once when Sunny was still in bed she pushed open the door and stepped into his room. She was wearing a red colored shalwar qameez.



She took a few steps towards him and said in a mock angry voice, "You're still in bed lazy boy? Hurry, get up." And then she turned around, shut the door, and came over and sat on the edge of the bed. She was so close to him that her body was touching his body and could feel her hip against his thigh.

"Why are you are still in bed? It is late."

"Monalisa, I think I am little ill," he replied.

Sunny tried to get up, but Monalisa said him, "I don't want to disturb you, please lie down. Should I call the doctor?"

"No, it's not serious I'll just take some Tylenol and I'll be ok." he replied.

Sunny turned on his side with his legs bent, facing her. She put her hands on his feet, rubbing them, and told him to relax.

As she sat there on the bed Sunny became aware of the fact that his dick was pointing straight at her and was practically brushing her ass crack. That felt so nice and he didn't try to move.

She had a strange look on her face, she wondered what he was doing. All of a sudden she noticed, her face was a little flushed.



She looked at his dick and asked, "Sunny, What is this? And what are you doing Sunny?" She screamed, "You are a dirty little pervert!"

Sunny became so nervous and looked towards her and acted surprised. "What is the problem? I don't think I have done anything wrong." He replied.

"Don't do that. You don't have to do that. I am the mother of your friend." She was acting very cool.

"Oh! If I did something wrong, I am so sorry." Now that was embarrassing!

She acted cool, but Sunny knew she was enjoying this.

She looked down at his cock and said. "Look what you have done to yourself."

Sunny looked down and acted surprised.

"Oh, Monalisa! I am so sorry!" Sunny said.

"I didn't expect that from you. I may have talk to your mother." Monalisa replied!

"No! Please no, I am really sorry and I promise to be more careful in the future."

"Ok, I must go now."

"No, please don't go I want to talk to you." Sunny pleaded her.

"No! We will talk some other time."



"There's something that I need to tell you now," Sunny managed to say.

"Ok, I'm all ears."

"I don't exactly know how to say this," Sunny said, impressed that he could even begin his sentence. He looked at her, not knowing how to continue. She looked beautiful to him. She always did.

"I've had a crush on you ever since I met you." Sunny closed his eyes. He didn't want to see her reaction, even though he really did. He expected to feel her hand whip across his face. He was waiting for her to slap him, he was waiting for her to respond. He certainly wasn't expecting her to say the next thing she said to him.

"I know," She replied.

Sunny couldn't believe it. He was unable to comprehend how she could possibly know what he'd been feeling for her this whole time.



"You...knew?" he asked. "How did you know?"

"I had a feeling," she began. "Sometimes a woman has a sixth sense about things like this." She laughed quietly.

Sunny felt as if he'd died inside.

"How come you knew, and you've never said anything to me?" Sunny asked.

"Because I didn't want to seem arrogant. I didn't want to embarrass you!"

It made sense but still didn't feel right about telling her.

Sunny said, "I really am sorry. Did it make you uncomfortable that I was letting you see my cock?"



"Ok! Forget about it and don't worry about it. That's not the first time I have felt that, but be careful, don't repeat this!" She replied.

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"What are you talking about? What do you mean, not the first time?"


"A couple of times you have brushed it against me," Monalisa replied shy coyly.

"Oh! You have felt that?" Sunny thought there was no way she could feel me.

"Yes, I have felt it many times!" she replied

"But did nothing, then why now?" asked Sunny.

"Because before it was only for a flash, but now you have gone too far," Monalisa said.

"I want you. I love you." Sunny pleaded this time.

"But I don't love you that way. I am the elder than you and married" she said. "Sunny, have you gone mad? I am the mother of your friend. Don't be stupid. My body is only for my husband. This is ridiculous. I will certainly not do this." Said Monalisa.

"That doesn't mean we can't love each other," he put one hand on his hard dick and said, "Touch it. You have felt it but now please actually touch it." Sunny replied.

She simply said, " No Sunny. "

She stared at him and said, "No way! I am not going to touch it." she replied.

"Come on, touch me. It won't bite. Please."

"How can I? I am married,  the mother of your friend, and the friend of your mother. My husband and son would kill me if they found out," She whispered seductively.



"Look, I think you are absolutely beautiful. I know you want it too." They were both breathing heavily, feeling the sexual tension between them.

She simply said, "No Sunny. This is a sin. This is simply not right. How can I face you in the future when we meet?"

Sunny pleaded, "Monalisa, please I love you so much."

Monalisa again said, "No Sunny, please do not ask me to do this."

He replied, "Why are you feeling so guilty? You have already honored me, by kissing me and hugging me."

As Sunny talked, Monalisa still sat on his bed, not knowing what to do. Yes, even she realized that she was feeling very excited, ever since, she saw Sunny's huge cock. But, she was nervous. She thought about her husband. Her marriage. Her 

"How could I, a married woman from more than 20 years, go for a friend of my son, just because his penis excited me? What about my loyalty to my husband? What about my own husband's feelings?" She thought.Each second felt like a lifetime. She was trembling. Her knees were wobbling. Her throat became dry.



Sunny caught her hand and stared into her eyes for a long time. She felt a kind of current shoot through her though it was not the first time they touch each other. She could feel a sudden gush of moisture seep through her cunt.

Sunny said, "Monalisa, it is true that I am obsessed by your sensuous body. But it seemed that you want me too."

Monalisa looked down and whispered, "I don't know, what to say, Sunny," She was feeling so shy.

Suddenly he caught her hand and placed it on his stomach. This time, she didn't resist and she kept her grip on his stomach and ran her hand over his stomach and started to feel his chest and shoulders. Then her hands moved over to his arms, and she kneaded the muscles on his arms. As she was doing this, his dick started to come to attention once again.

She was a little hesitant, but without saying a word, she reached her hand out and wrapped it around his dick.



Sunny couldn't believe it!

She slowly slid her hand up and down. It was now a full-fledged boner, and he was proud of his 8-inch cock.

Now she started to slowly stroke up and down on it. Sunny was almost in a trance and couldn't believe his luck. he was shocked, utterly shocked, at this woman whom he lusted after for what seemed to be forever, this woman who was now sitting along side of him and stroking his dick. A voice inside of him told him to wake up, and he realized that the dream, the fantasy that he 'd been keeping secret for more than a year was finally coming true.

"You know, I almost have to say it isn't fair that you have been thinking about me like this, I am the mother of your friend," She said, looking in his eyes.



He laughed and said, "I am doing nothing just want to love you my sweet." She laughed and said they should not cross the limit.

"Please don't talk any more about this. We have crossed the line."

Sunny started to slide his hand up toward her breasts. Then he placed his hand, in a cupping position on one of her breasts.

Sunny could tell that she was really turned on, and he could see her beginning to enter "the mental place" where women feel so good they will let one do anything, as long as one doesn't stop!

Sunny dick had never felt harder than it did right then, and he thought it was going to explode.



"Look at my dick. Look how hard you made my dick. All I want to do is fuck that sweet pussy of yours."

"I made it that way and I would treat it nicely, but promise me you don't tell Vicky about this." She had a devilish smile when she looked into his eyes.

"Of course not. How I could talk to Vicky about this?"

Sunny was getting a raging erection, with which she seemed pleased, and the temperature in the bedroom seemed to be rising.

There was an awkward silence, then she quietly asked. "Can you keep it a secret Sunny?"

"Of course."

And then they were searching each other's strings of shalwar (trousers) and soon they opened them. Sunny started to slide his hand up her leg. When his fingers got to her pussy, he ran his hand all around, touching the lips of her pussy. He started to feel along the length of her slit, and his finger moved her clit back and forth at the top of her vagina. Her pussy was very wet, and his fingers were touching her all over, but in no particular pattern.



They didn't talk for a few minutes while they just stroked each other. Sunny slowly pushed his finger into her pussy and began to slowly fuck her pussy. He varied the pace until she began to build to an orgasm. His goal right now was to give her pleasure in a way that she hadn't had in years.

Monalisa was finally moaning and screaming, asking for him to fuck her.

"Yes...please...fuck me now Sunny, I can not control it anymore."



Sunny got up and slowly pushed Monalisa onto her back. He pulled her shalwar down her legs and she helped him, lifting up her ass as he took it off. She had killer legs. For that matter, she was killer from head to toe. Monalisa had a beautiful flat stomach even after giving birth to Vicky and his younger brother, and sister. She spread her legs wide apart to accommodate him.

She spread her legs and raised her eyebrows at him, questioning, well what are you waiting for?



"Please be gentle Sunny, I haven't had a cock, as big as yours before," Monalisa whispered to him.

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So Monalisa reached for his cock and guided it to her pussy, rubbing the tip of his cock on her wet slit, which made her twitch a little. Then he pushed the head of his cock into her pussy. Monalisa's legs stretched a little bit further to accommodate his massive cock.


Once Sunny broke the entryway, it slid right in. Monalisa let out a loud gasp as if she were running out of breath. Monalisa had a pussy so tight a virgin would be proud, to have had her pussy. Sunny could feel, that Monalisa had not had a man for a long time because her pussy was really tight as it engulfed his cock. Her pussy was so tight, and yet it was quite wet. It may have been from the lack of use, but Monalisa had the softest, slickest pussy he had ever fucked. She felt like wet, slick velvet wrapped around his cock. It didn't matter that she was 13 years older than him, or that she was his friend's mother.



"Unngh, I feel so full of your cock. It's hurting me," Monalisa said as half of his cock entered her very wet pussy.

"Do you want me to stop?" he said.

"Oh no! Please don't stop, this is the best cock I ever had." Monalisa begged him, and her both hands reached around his ass grabbing his hips.

So Sunny slowly pushed forward the remaining half of his cock into her drenched pussy, as she moaned loudly and tightened her grip on his ass.

Sunny slowly worked his dick in and out for a minute or two. Then he laid her legs flat, and straight ahead, knelt above her with a knee on the outside of each of her legs, with his dick still inside. He put both of his hands under her hips and grabbed them. Now he really started to piston in and out and Monalisa began to throw herself back into his thrusts.



"Oh it feels so good, I had never felt such a hard thing in my life."

This created an incredibly tight fit with the base of his dick rubbing her clit. Sunny slowly pumped and drove her wild.

Sunny pushed the kameez (Long shirt) up further and revealed her nice breasts. Her tits really looked great. They were very round and full and were probably between a c and d cup. Her nipples were perfect. he couldn't believe how great they were. Her nipples were hard and begging to be touched.

Sunny began to pinch her nipples and picked up the pace with his dick. Monalisa went wild as he started pumping his cock fast, deep and hard into her cunt. She was now bucking like a wild young colt with its first rider.



Sunny held her shoulders to force all of his lengths into her. The feeling of Monalisa's hot and tight pussy was about to make him cum. So he pumped in and out of Monalisa's pussy a little slower. As he was pumping her, Monalisa was moaning loudly and was bucking her hips to the rhythm created by his thrusts into her.

"If Vicky ever found out, you fucked his mother, he would kill you." Monalisa blurted between her loud moans.



Sunny replied the same way. "Yes you are Vicky's mother, but you are a pretty woman. He should be proud of you."

"I'm your horny lover, not your best friend's mother, do you understand?" she shouted.

"Yes, you are my Monalisa, my lover," Sunny replied.

"But when we are alone and not in the presence of anyone else," Monalisa advised him.

Sunny knew, he couldn't hold out much longer since she was coming off an orgasm. He pinched her nipples hard as she released. She was trying to catch her breath and gain her bearings when he pulled out and raised her legs on top of his shoulders and grabbed hold of her shoulders, as he kept slamming harder and harder into her pussy, and Monalisa knew he was having fun playing with her pussy. She still had on her qameez with her bra pushed up over her breasts which he still tweaked occasionally, and when he pinched her nipple, Monalisa told him, "Come on Sunny, eat it! Suck my nipples!" She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and sucked on his neck, whispering in his ear, "Sunny, let me tell you honestly, I love you. Please don't think badly of me, but I've wanted you, and waited for this moment, for so long. Oh, yes! Please, please, don't stop fucking me, it feels so good! Oh, please don't ever stop."



Sunny said, "Yes! I knew you wanted it and you'd like it, like this. You teased me enough, so now let me fuck you roughly. You'll think twice before you tease me again, with your succulent tits." He bent forward and taking one nipple in his mouth started to suck it.

Monalisa said, "Yeah! Teach this pussy a lesson. Teach your lover. Fuck her pussy hard, she deserves a rough fuck!"

Sunny replied, "Say my name! Say my name!"



Monalisa moaned, "That's it! Fuck me Sunny! Ahhh... Sunny! Fuck me, Sunny! Fuck me good! Sunny! Fuck my pussy good, Sunny! Oh, my husband, why aren't you my husband, Sunny?"

"I am, I am your husband!"

"Yes! You are!"

"Pinch me, Monalisa! Tell me I'm not dreaming! Is this really happening?"

Monalisa pinched him and dug her nail in his ass and said, "Oh Sunny! This is not a dream! You're really fucking me! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" She was panting and moaning in his ear, begging him, pleading with him, for more. "Just a little more, please, oh please, don't stop!" Monalisa sucked in her breath, her head rolling from side to side. She wrapped her legs around his back and bucked up her hips to take him even deeper into her willing pussy. He started pumping his cock still faster into her, in and out like a steam hammer. Monalisa slipped one hand between her legs and started to stroke her clit while she grabbed hold of Sunny's swinging balls with her other hand, pulling and squeezing them. "Oh, Sunny! That feels so good! I'm going to cum again soon! Don't stop!"



Monalisa bounced and bucked so hard she thought his thick prick would rip her in half. Her body finally had what it had needed for a long time. Monalisa was moaning as Sunny slammed into her, bucking with the pure pleasure that his cock was giving her. It was fantastic having such a large, powerful cock in her pussy, and tears of joy flowed down her cheeks as she begged him to split her in half. Sunny started to pant and groan himself as the bed creaked and lurched under them, and realized that their coupling would have been heard by anyone in the house if anyone had been there. He slowly pulled back and forth to cover his thick cock with her joy juices to further lubricate it. Sunny wasn't holding anything back now and strongly ripped open her cunt with his rock solid cock. He pumped her fast and hard and Monalisa felt as if she were going in and out of consciousness as he fucked her. Soon she felt her second climax building up inside her and quickly knew that she was going to cum again! She also felt Sunny's thrusts get stronger and she realized that he too was about to cum.

"Oh, Monalisa, I can't last any longer! I'm cumming!"

Monalisa yelled at him, "Yes, yes, yes," Monalisa said, feeling that Sunny was close to climaxing. "Give it to me. Sunny, please cum in me! I like it! I want it!" His whole body lurched forward and Monalisa felt the tip of his cock smash against her cervix.

Sunny felt the cum start to escape from the depths of his loins.

There was a grimace on her face, but he think it was from lust, not pain. he continued fucking Monalisa.

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Monalisa said, feeling that he was close to climaxing. "Give it to me." or maybe she was fucking him, but whatever, they both began moaning and groaning before she let out a yelp.

"I'm cumming again!!" was all she said.

And with those words Monalisa wrapped her legs and arms around Sunny very tightly as if her life depended on it. Sunny continued fucking her after her orgasm and a few seconds later he came inside Monalisa's pussy. It felt so incredible to Monalisa! What really surprised her was that she could feel Sunny's hot sperm literally shooting into her, while her husband's cum just seemed to dribble out of his cock. Sunny lay on top of her for a few minutes trying to catch his breath.



"Are you glad that I let you fuck me?" she asked.

"I am, I am too happy, thank you very much. I love you," He replied, kissing her.

"You are welcome! I am also happy for the pleasure you gave me."

Sunny couldn't believe it, that he had just fucked his best friend's mother. Then he rolled on his side. She hurriedly got some tissue paper and wiped her cunt and then his cock.



"Now, I trust, you won't tell anyone."

Sunny shook his head slowly and replied. "I can't believe it myself. Who could I tell?"

"We'd better get dressed now. My daughter might be waiting for me," Monalisa said as she got up, kissed him on the cheek, then frantically got dressed and hurriedly went out to the door.



Sunny hurriedly took a bath and then changed clothes. After breakfast, he went to his work.


THE-END

[SidRamya]

Excellent work keep....can you please post on Priyanka arul Mohan(Nani's gangleader heroine)....man!!! she is one hell of a beauty


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please wrt story anupama parameswaran

[Krishan202]

There are thousands of men who fantasize about their wives having sex with another man, but very few will experience it quite like this.

 
Anyone ever had a younger man just take a liking to your wife? Surely some have, but I mean quite literally a guy who developed a serious crush on her. One who would have bathed a cougar if she asked? Well, my wife had such a fellow in her very recent life. He adored her. This infatuation was well within reason too.

I had become accustomed over the years to men of all ages being overly nice to my wife Kajol, and not just because of her sweet disposition either. She's what most would consider the true definition of a MILF. Let's face it, how often these days do you see a knockout 45-year old woman, who is 5' 3", 126lbs (57Kg), brunette, with absolutely perfect legs, perfect ass, and beautiful smile.



Now when I say a younger fellow, I mean that my wife was 45 and this young man was 22 at the time. She's not the type to take advantage of kindness and actually he's not the type who even knows he's going overboard for her, but it's so very obvious when he's always trying to please her in everything he does.

First of all he loves hanging out at our home because we never treated him any less because of his age. From the first time he met us, when he was nineteen, he just felt comfortable around us. His mother had been our neighbor for over seventeen years, but he had lived with his biological father until he was nineteen, moving in next door to be closer to the state university and to have more freedom.

From first sight, he was utterly in love with Kajol. Jack was a very intelligent fellow with a full-ride academic scholarship, but was a complete moron when it came to his love life. The funny thing is, if he had treated women as he treated Kajol, they would have fallen at his feet. He was actually a rather handsome guy with an athletic build, but had been sheltered by his father and stepmother all his life. He didn't even go to his senior prom because his dad put so many restrictions on prom night; he felt it wasn't even worth the effort.

Over the few years he lived next door, he became very comfortable around us, and we with him; it was not uncommon for him to be lying on the couch in our basement watching TV when Kajol or I got home from work.



Late one evening, around 1:30 AM, Kajol and I finished watching a series . We were both barely awake as the final movie was ending, when suddenly we heard a knock on the sliding glass doors leading from our bedroom to the back yard. Kajol instantly panicked and rolled off onto the floor in just her panties, dragging the bedspread with her to cover her breasts.

I rolled in the opposite direction and grabbed my pepper spray from the night stand on my side of the bed. As I crept towards the door, I saw a silhouette of whom I was pretty sure was Jack. I barely plucked the blinds back and sure enough he gave a silly wave and smiled.

Kajol and I knew he had a big date this very evening, but wondered why at 2 AM he would be knocking on our door. As I slid the door open, he immediately began to apologize saying, "I'm so sorry to bug you, but I saw your lights on and, well, I'm locked out next door." I immediately told him to come in, and he glanced to his right seeing Kajol getting up off the floor with the bedspread tightly clutched to her chest. He again began to apologize for the intrusion.

Kajol began asking a flurry of questions, "Why would they lock you out? Don't you have a key? I thought you had a big date tonight? How'd that go?"

Being very comfortable with us he explained, "They locked me out because they are assholes. As far as my date, it went just like all the other disaster dates I've had recently... I didn't get laid."

Kajol chuckled and said, "If you keep thinking you're going to get laid on every first date, you're setting yourself up for disappointment, don'tcha think?"

He smiled and replied, "Well yes, but damn it, I'm 22 years old and have had sex four times in my life; and three of those were with the same chick, who insisted that I not only wear a condom, but that I take it very slow so as not to break the condom. Then when I finished, I was to be ultra careful not to even take the condom off unless I was five feet away from her because she said some of it might get on her... Now, does that sound like a wild and satisfying sex life to you?"

Kajol and I looked at each other and grinned as if to say, "That was a little more information than we expected." Kajol jokingly said "Scoot over here; at least I can give you a hug." Keeping the blanket pulled close to her chest with one arm, she leaned over with her left arm and hugged him saying, "You have your whole life ahead of you stud-man, just stop trying so hard."



He chuckled replying, "Easy for you to say, you and Mike can bang each other ten times a day if you like."

She laughed and said, "Married people don't have sex ten times a month silly," as she jokingly rolled her eyes at me.

I could tell he had been drinking heavily for two reasons; one, I could smell it from across the room and two; he was in rare form, saying whatever was on his mind. We had known him for quite some time by this point though, so almost no topic was off limits and basically there was no subject we hadn't spoken to him about before.

Right out of the blue and in pure drunk fashion, he said "You know, I really do have enough common sense to know not to expect to get laid on every first date, at least with a decent chick, but I've not been really dating the most moral chicks in the state you know, and hell, I can't even get a hand job... even a simple hand job would at least keep my balls from aching, and she could still be pure as the driven snow."

I laughed and said, "I know it's late, but you're probably going to stay the night anyway, so let me get you a drink, I think you can use one." Actually I figured it might tire him out and he would want to go crash on the couch in the basement. Kajol just continued to laugh her hind end off at some of the things he was saying.

I walked to the kitchen and was gone approximately five minutes grabbing three glasses and a bottle of BP, and as I walked into the bedroom, I heard Kajol explaining, "What in the name of good sense makes you think a hand job isn't sex; she would still feel like she was engaging in a sexual act, and feeling slutty."



He replied, "But I would be the only one getting off, and, well... Awe hell I don't know."

I set the bottle and glasses down on the dresser and jokingly said, "Are you trying to talk Kajol into giving you that desperately needed hand job, you sneak, is that what I'm hearing?"

He laughed and replied, "Oh I'm sorry, we should have told you, our whole plan was to have you go to the kitchen for drinks while Kajol gave me a hand job... Thanks, Kajol, you made my night."

She laughed and said, "Oh you know me, I thought it was my female duty, felt sorry for ya."

I returned the joking sarcasm saying, "So basically if I had still been in there making frozen daiquiris, you might have gotten laid."

He laughed and replied, "You're the luckiest man I know, I would give both my feet to have that experience."

Kajol smirked and said, "Okay boys, let's calm down. Poor Jack over here is already about to climax in his pants, let's not be cruel." We all continued to small talk and harass one another as we drank.

After thirty minutes or so, he began daring us to do shots, and Kajol kept insisting that she had had plenty, reminding him that if he hadn't knocked on the door she would have been asleep by this time. After several more minutes Kajol finally said, "Fine, fine, fine, pour the damn shots, just shut up about it already." She had already put down at least three double-shot mixed drinks, and I would know, I was pouring them. After several shots, Kajol, along with what she had already drunk was quite buzzed. Jack was damn well getting hammered, but rather than getting more tired, it seemed he was becoming more and more awake.

At around 3:15 AM, he got back on the subject of, "Why can't a woman just give a guy a hand job on a first date?" I know this will sound insane to some people, but after having several drinks and shots, hearing it over and over and watching my beautiful wife lean into him innocently, I slowly began to fantasize about Kajol giving him this coveted hand job he kept going on about. In fact, the more he spoke of it, the more I thought about it.

Kajol kept giving him the same generic advice, when right out of the blue, and I will never forget this moment for the rest of my life, I said without a great deal of thought, "Enough about the hand job. Honey will you please give him the hand job so we can stop talking about it?"

There was a very odd five seconds of silence before Kajol finally replied with her chin hanging down to the floor, "Um, what was that, Dear?"

I just kind of grinned and said, "What the hell just give the poor guy a hand job before he jumps off a bridge. Then we won't have to hear any more about it." She kept her mouth open the entire time I was speaking in an utterly shocked manner, almost as if waiting for the punch line as Jack sat there looking like a deer in the headlights.

Finally Jack said, "Oh shit, are you serious... Oh shit, oh my God, you need to stop teasing. You're kidding right?" Kajol just kept staring at me almost the way someone does when they just heard a long joke and didn't quite get the punch line.

I immediately walked to the dresser and poured another shot for each of us, when Kajol finally said something. Still in shock and with a slight yet confused grin, she said sarcastically, "Oh my God, my husband has a few drinks and wants to watch me give a guy a hand job. I suppose if you pound a few more, maybe Jack can fuck me, how'd that be, husband?"

I calmly replied, "Oh calm down, don't you feel sorry for him just a little bit?"

She paused for a second and replied, "I feel sorry for starving children , but I haven't sold my home and shipped them the money yet." Meanwhile Jack is sitting there hanging on every word continuing to wonder if he was actually hearing what he was hearing.

I handed her the glass, and she continued to glare at me with a combination of pissed off, confused, and oh shit, all rolled into one. Jack, still sitting on the end of the bed at Kajol's feet, said, "I swear I wouldn't tell a soul, Oh my God, this would be so...."

Just before he could finish, Kajol said, "Jack, just shut the hell up... just, shut, up."



There was this uncomfortable fifteen seconds of silence that felt like thirty minutes. I just kept a mischievous smile on my face as she continued to stare at me. I could tell she still wasn't quite sure if it was a joke or what. Within an instant her expression changed from confused to, "Ok, I'll play along, but I still don't think you're serious." I think to her it became like a game of chicken, to see who would swerve first.

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She turned and looked right at Jack pointing her finger in his face and said, "If I even get a smirk from a neighbor, a friend, or one of your buddies, you will never be welcome in this house again and I will tell everyone you are the biggest liar I have ever met." He kept completely still and wide eyed as she spoke, and after she was done laying down the law, he agreed profusely, and I must say he looked mortified.


Then Kajol looked at me and said, "Hand me a T-Shirt." I reached into one of her dresser drawers and quickly handed her a T-Shirt. As I handed it to her she just let the bedspread fall from her perfect breasts as if it was just me and her sister in the room, and slipped it over her head.

After she put the T-shirt on, she sat there and just stared at Jack with her eyebrows raised, saying nothing. Jack looked around glancing back and forth from me to her, in total confusion and terror. She finally asked, "Do you want to do this with your pants on?"

He nervously jumped up, and began muttering "Oh right, sorry, I just, well, yes, right..." mumbling away in pure babble. As he fumbled with his pants, Kajol threw off the bedspread from her legs and scooted down to the end of the bed.

This was without a doubt the most erotic moment in my entire life, watching a 22 year old man taking off his pants between Kajol's legs as she sat there with her hands on her knees waiting. As he stepped out of his pants, he immediately grabbed at both sides of his underwear and slid them down. His cock was so rigid he had to push the front of his briefs out past his cock to get them off, and as the band of his briefs hung up on the head of his cock, his erection slapped back against his stomach.

Kajol kind of chuckled and said, "Excited are we?"

He replied, "You really, really, have no idea."

Kajol then put her hands over her face and slowly pulled them down and said, "I need just one more drink, and then we'll do this."

Jack immediately agreed saying, "Oh hell yes, me too." I think Kajol was buying time to see if I would finally flinch, or tell her this was all a joke, but I didn't. I poured the drinks, giving Jack about half a shot and giving Kajol a double. I handed it to her, and she immediately held her nose and gulped it down, freezing for about twenty seconds as if the slightest thing would have made her throw it up. Jack too threw his back making a similar liquor face.

As they were throwing back their shots, I couldn't help but notice that Jack's cock was maybe only a half-inch longer than mine and about as thick, but the head of his cock was unusually large. I mean it was very disproportionate from the rest of his cock. It looked like a good sized plum you might find in the produce section of the grocery store sitting on the end of his cock. His cock was standing straight up too, with a wet shiny smear around the tip and a clear drip of per-seminal fluid at the opening.

As he finally got his act together and, having thrown back the shot, he walked in front of Kajol not knowing what the hell he was doing, and she just glanced at me for a brief second, took a deep breath, and rather reluctantly and slowly reached up and put her hand on his cock. When she grabbed it, the head of his cock oozed out a large drop of clear slick fluid and she immediately said, "Oh my God, look how much stuff is coming out of you."



He replied and nervously chuckled, "I told you, I desperately need this." As she began stroking slowly back and forth, she was spreading the slick pre-cum all over the length of his cock. Although she hadn't commented on it, I know she was amazed at the size of the head of his cock. Not more than thirty seconds into it, he asked in a very out of breath way, "Is it ok if I lie beside you while we do this?"

She said, "I guess," and scooted up onto the bed on her left side as he slowly moved and laid on his right side.

As he lay down beside her, he rolled slightly to his right side and Kajol rolled to her left. Once again she reached and began stroking his cock with her right hand almost in a pulling motion. After only a few seconds he acted like he was positioning more to his right side, and as he did, he put his left hand on Kajol's right hip and onto her panties. Neither of them knew but I had made my way down to a chair by the foot of the bed and had begun very slowly and inconspicuously stroking my cock underneath my pajama bottoms. Keep in mind this was all taking place within a span of only few minutes. As I kept stroking my cock I began to notice he kept leaning in as if he was trying to kiss her, when suddenly Kajol looked up from staring at his cock and they began to kiss.



Only seconds into kissing, he slid his left hand down between Kajol's legs, and by the time she grabbed his wrist as if to say, "No," he was already feeling her pussy through the crotch of her panties. I had no idea what to expect because, although she still held his wrist, he continued to rub the crotch of her panties. Meanwhile she had stopped stroking his cock. They continued to kiss as he went from gently rubbing the crotch of her panties to trying to get his fingers under the side of her panties. He fumbled for a few seconds and finally managed to get his fingers under. He instantly pushed his middle finger inside her pussy as far as he could get it.



I kept stroking my cock as I watched in a combination of shock and complete erotic ecstasy. As I stroked I had to stop every few seconds or I would have exploded in my pajamas. Every few seconds I could hear Kajol exhale with a sharp but low, "AAHHHH," when he would thrust his middle finger in deeply. The entire sight was driving me out of my mind with eroticism. I watched for maybe another minute, and then had a moment of temporary insanity. I rose out of the chair, walked over to the foot of the bed, grabbed the waistband of Kajol's panties, and began to pull them off of her. The entire time I was inching them off, they continued to kiss. Jack pulled his finger out of her and was helping scoot them off the opposite side under her ass. I could only imagine what was going through his mind.

As I got them halfway down her thighs I began to question why she wasn't saying or doing anything to stop me, but was so worked up I realized I was getting even more turned on because she wasn't. After I slid them down her beautiful legs and off her sexy feet, I made my way back to the chair at the foot of the bed. My excitement level was beyond any experience in my entire life. My hands were actually shaking. Before I had even sat down and put my hand down my pants, he once again was fingering her. I just knew Jack's nuts must be aching at this point with anticipation of the unknown.



He kept fingering her when suddenly he removed his finger from her pussy, and reached midway down her right thigh and pulled her leg over him as he scooted as close to her as he could. Kajol still wasn't going along with the entire thing as much as he would have liked. I was sure he was trying to see if she might roll on top of him, but instead she had her right leg over him and he was rolled on his left side. They continued to kiss and with every second, he kept trying to scoot down further as if to angle himself to enter her, but again, she wasn't exactly making his life easy. In fact, I was thinking she was just teasing the hell out of him and perhaps still playing chicken with me.

Finally after about a minute, he had angled himself in such a way that he reached down and moved his cock to her crotch. The way they were lying, there was no way he could easily enter her. At one point he began barely pulling at her ass and slowly half thrusting his cock across the opening of her pussy. This went on for several minutes with him stopping suddenly on occasion, which I knew was to keep from shooting his load. I too had to abruptly stop stroking my cock many times or I too would have shot my load. The fluid leaking from the head of his cock kept smearing against Kajol's inner thighs and pussy, so much that it looked like she had already been fucked by three guys.



He continued pulling at her ass trying to get any angle at all to put his cock in her, when at one point he reached over her ass and with his finger tips pushed the head of his cock against her slick pussy lips, and I just about passed out. In only a few seconds, I watched as the large head of his cock spread her pussy lips. As he kept pushing the head of his cock and thrusting his hips, it kept popping out, until at one point, he scooted maybe an inch further down, and this time when he pushed the head of his cock between her pussy lips, he slowly and carefully thrust his hips and I watched as Kajol's pussy spread around the head of his cock until it stretched and finally enveloped it. They continued to kiss as he sat motionless for at least thirty seconds. I figured he thought he had worked so hard just getting the head of his cock in her he didn't want to end it with his worst nightmare at this point: a premature ejaculation.



It was at this very moment; I had an episode of good ole reality, like getting hit by a bus. It finally hit me that I was looking at another mans cock in Kajol's vagina, without a condom, and I had basically orchestrated the entire thing. My better judgment had gone bye-bye the second she put her hand on his cock though. Still, there was an entire mixture of emotions from slight jealousy, to extreme eroticism, to impatience wanting to see more. After thirty seconds or so of them kissing and him lying completely still with only the head of his cock inside her, he pulled her ass with much more force than before and thrust his hips simultaneously. As he did, Kajol let out a quick and slightly stressed exhale of, "AAHHH..." He thrust several more times and after the third or fourth thrust, he was inside her as far as he could get at this angle, and once again he lay motionless only kissing her and rubbing his hand over her ass. Even with this bad angle and the fact that Kajol wasn't making this easy, he was inside her all but about an inch. The tube or shaft running along the underside of his cock was as large as my thumb and looked like it was about to burst open. Every vein on his cock was also standing out very prominently. My view couldn't have been better from where I was sitting.

Once again, after he felt like he could thrust a few more times without losing control, he grabbed Kajol's ass, and began thrusting hard. This time he was squeezing her ass so tightly his fingernails were white and I immediately knew this time was very different. He went past the usual careful three or four thrusts and was really thrusting violently and pulling her ass into his thrusts. After about the tenth or fifteenth unbelievably forceful thrust, his entire body went bone crushingly rigid and the veins on the side of his neck looked as if they would explode. His hand was squeezing and pulling Kajol's ass cheek so forcefully, it looked as if her pussy would split around his cock. About two to three seconds into what looked like him having a seizure, remaining completely tense and motionless... BOOM, I saw his cock convulse in strong erythematic pulses.

Suddenly Kajol softly uttered, "Oh shit." His cock continued to rhythmically jolt and pulse. There was no doubt at this point she was being inseminated right in front of me. I knew she sensed that he was about to come when he went rigid, but it really didn't fully set in until she felt his cock jolt and deliver the first powerful jet of semen into her pussy. The feeling of watching this, knowing that with every explosive pulse of his cock, a thick jet of his seed was shooting against Kajol's cervix. It was beyond imagination. It was truly, and in every way, the most incredible, erotic, nasty, taboo, sexual thing imaginable. No other experience I have ever had even came close. It was ten times more sexually breathtaking than the first time I had ever had sex.

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After a few seconds of holding his breath, he let out a very deep, "AAHHHH... YEAAAH... AAHHH FUCK YEAAHH..." as he jerked his body. He was kind of half thrusting, and by this time Kajol was ever so slowly moving her hips into his thrusts. It was as if he was trying to deliver every drop of his sperm as deep as he possibly could. When he was perhaps half way through inseminating her, I began to notice a slight amount of semen forming around the base of his cock and around Kajol's pussy. He stayed in this tense rigid form for at least two minutes. The shaft on his cock, even after two minutes continued to slightly jolt sporadically every five to ten seconds. It was hard to say how much semen he had just deposited in Kajol, especially after an entire night of sexual teasing from his failed date.




Approaching perhaps the third or fourth minute after he exploded inside her, Kajol said, "Ok, Ok, OK... Surely you're done; you just put a hundred and fifty million sperm inside me. I don't think those few extra you're trying to give me will make a difference."

He embarrassingly chuckled replying, "Sorry, sorry... Oh my God... I swear I can honestly say that the few other times I've had sex in my life don't even count now."

She giggled slightly looking at me and jokingly said, "Oh... give him a hand job, don't you feel sorry for him... Nice hand job here, Mike, wouldn't you say?"

I laughed and replied, "Well maybe now we won't have to hear his poor little me stories, about how he never gets laid. I'm a witness now, Jack, I just watched you fuck Kajol... and without a condom no less."

He just kept panting and blurting, "I can't believe how hard it was shooting out of me; I have never came so hard and so much... ever. The feeling just lasted and lasted."

Kajol quickly chuckled replying, "Yes, I know... It felt like a hot water bottle burst inside me."

Pointing her finger right in his face she sternly told him again, "Not a word mister, not a word to anyone." They lay there for about thirty more seconds with his cock still in her, as she again made sure he was crystal clear about not mentioning this to another soul, when she slowly rolled to her right and onto her back. As she rolled his cock slowly withdrew and the huge head of his cock popped out, as a thick ooze of semen instantly appeared and leaked down Kajol's ass. She just lay there on her back with her legs slightly spread, putting her forearms over her eyes, and exhaled heavily, as if she was trying to come to grips with what had just happened. She then rather muffled said, "Can you please get me some toilet paper?"

I only half heard what she said and asked her to repeat it. She rose up on her elbows and reached down with her right hand to stick her two middle fingers slightly into her pussy and, with a sarcastic look, held her hand out and spread her fingers apart to show me his semen sticking between her fingers, and said "Um... Some toilet paper please."

I walked into the bathroom and shortly after told her there wasn't any and asked her to come into the bathroom to help me find it. When she got into the bathroom, I shut the door and she quickly went to sit on the toilet, but I grabbed her by the arm, and said "Wait, come here."

I slid my pajama bottoms down and moved her over to the sink and she immediately said, "No way, not now." I didn't say a word. I just began to kiss her and push her back towards the sink counter as she continued to say, "Mike, not now, maybe later." When I had her back against the sink, I lifted her ass up onto the sink, as she struggled somewhat to get off the counter, and then in a split second, I positioned my cock against her pussy and forcefully thrust. In one motion I flew into her soaked pussy all the way up to my nuts. I was so turned on by how slick, warm, and full of semen she still was.



Within ten to fifteen thrusts I looked down to see my cock covered with semen and it was sticking in streams from my pubic hair to her pussy. I didn't last but maybe a minute, when I ejaculated harder and longer than I had in my entire life. After I was completely finished she grinned and whispered, "I think someone might have enjoyed me fucking Jack as much as he did."

I took a deep breath trying to catch my breath, and replied, "Actually, I didn't realize at first how much I would, but yes, it was a mind blowing experience, beyond words." She just giggled, slid off the counter, grabbed a towel, and held it to her crotch.

She said, "Go back out. I will be there in a few minutes." I kissed her and walked out as she shut the door.

Jack was lying on the bed still up on one elbow and said, "Oh my GOD , you are the luckiest man on the face of this earth."

I just laughed and replied, "Oh, buddy, you have no idea."

Jack ended up staying the rest of the night, which by this time was almost 5:00 AM, and begged to sleep in the same bed with us. Eventually Kajol gave in, but insisted that he not try all night to get more, telling him he was lucky to have gotten what he had, and she needed to get some sleep. As you probably well know, one thing led to another, and once again my hormones got the best of me on two occasions. I turned the lights back on and watched him fuck her in an incredibly forceful missionary position, where he managed to last about a minute the first time, and maybe five minutes the second time before blowing his load inside her.



I must say that watching him nail her in a natural position, thrusting the entire length of his cock inside her pussy and slamming against her body, was even more erotic than watching him struggle in an awkward position like the first time they fucked. Unless you have been in exactly the same scenario, you have no idea how erotic it is to see another mans nuts pressed against your wife's ass as he tenses up and shoots jets of seed deep inside her vagina, watching her hands on his ass as you notice her wedding rings, seeing her completely spread eagle, allowing him to flood her pussy with millions of sperm.

Before ending this recounting of the most sexually erotic moment of my life, I figured I should explain how it actually ended. Several times after that night I tried to get her to fuck him again, but she said no, telling me she thought I was enjoying watching him fuck her more than I enjoyed fucking her.

The last little piece of this experience I was able to enjoy, before it all ended, was when I came home from work early one evening, about a week after this had taken place, and walked into the bedroom to find Kajol under the bedspread with her hair messed up looking out of breath. I kind of became slightly paranoid with my imagination instantly running away, thinking, "Damn maybe she just fucked him, and he ran out when he heard me pull into the driveway." Either way, I figured I would let this little erotic fantasy spinning away in my mind go wild.



I quickly began tearing off my pants and shirt and, as she noticed what I was doing, she quickly sprang up in the bed clutching the bedspread tightly to her, saying, "Mike I know what you want, but I can't right now. I'm just getting up from a nap, and have to run some errands."

I finally got my pants and underwear off and grabbed the covers from her and said, "No problem let's just have a quickie."

As I began kissing her, she had her legs tightly crossed, and when I tried to put my hand between her legs, she forcefully grabbed it and said, "Not now, Mike."



At this point my paranoia was killing me, so I overpowered her hand and slid mine between her crossed legs. Instantly my fingers slid into her pussy because her crotch and inner thighs were absolutely soaked and slick. As I continued kissing her, I rose up and forcefully spread her legs apart and then leaned down and slid the head of my cock between her slippery pussy lips. She laid on her back with both hands over her face as I pushed effortlessly all the way inside her. The smell of semen was overpowering coming from under the bedspread. As I began slamming inside her, I said, "It's ok, I wanted you to fuck him."

She instantly replied with a very worried tone, "He just wouldn't stop asking, over and over and over."

I looked at her and said, "I would be twice as turned on if only you had said you fucked him, I wouldn't even care if you told me you're fucking him without my knowing." I continued to stare at her, and she began looking away and biting her lip."

I grinned as she glanced back with a worried look saying, "My God, Mike, I would have never dreamed in a million years you would have had a fantasy like this."

I just kept grinning and staring at her, and then mischievously asked, "Anything else you want to tell me?"

She took a deep breath, squinted her eyes with a smile, and said, "We might have fucked more than once."

I chuckled and replied, "More than once?"

She remained quiet, still grinning as if to gauge my reaction, and said almost in a whisper, "Ok more than once, and let's please leave it at that."

My cock was about to explode as I began hammering her more forcefully than I ever had since I met her, As I continued to slam inside her, I kept asking, "How many times? Come on, how many times did he fuck you?"

She was moaning loudly after multiple times of my asking and pounding against her body, she said in a strained and labored voice, "Every day." I was erotically out of my mind with ecstasy when she said it, when out of the blue she quickly got a furious, almost possessed look on her face as she grabbed my ass and spread her legs twice as wide. Things began coming out of her mouth unlike anything I had ever heard. I didn't even think she was capable of saying some of these things.

As I pounded her inhumanly she began saying, "You like hearing that? You like knowing I enjoy his cock being inside me... You know he gave me his semen three times today... You like knowing I'm constantly carrying his sperm inside me... You like knowing he fucks me like a whore when you're not here... You like knowing how much I love it when he inseminates me... You like knowing I stopped taking my birth control... You like knowing how much more he fills me...You like knowing that two of his friends came over with him a few days ago... and they all took turns coming in me. You like knowing one of them was black and he was so large it felt like he was coming in my stomach?"



Everything she was saying sent me into a moment of pure sexual insanity. I grabbed her hair, pulled with one hand, and thrust so hard I picked her up off the bed with the other as I began shooting every drop of semen I had in my body into her womb. I continued coming and holding her ass off the bed as I pulled her hair. She screamed at first but then began moving her ass in my hand moaning slightly. We stayed like this for a minute or two until I just couldn't give her anything else, and I collapsed on top of her.

We must have lain there for five minutes saying nothing at all before she finally said, "Just know, Mike, I'm done with this... Did you have all of your fantasy you could handle? Is that fucking enough for you? You need to tell Jack, and I mean tonight, that this is the end of your little fantasy. No more fucking when you're not here, no more fucking when you are here. It's done."

She was reserved but quite furious at the moment. Thirty minutes or so later she confessed that everything she said as I fucked her wasn't true, but did admit she had fucked Jack before I got home, insisting that it was only because I kept begging her to, and she felt she had to find a way to pay me back and/or make me get a grip. I was truly losing it and becoming addicted to watching her fuck. Let's just say she's pretty smart and I got the point. I called Jack later in the evening, and told him, "No more," and he agreed. After he returned to school from fall break, we only saw him a couple of times in passing and only at a distance with maybe a short wave.

The experience may have ended, but the fantasy is still very much alive in my mind. I have to say it improved mine and Kajol's sex lives more than anyone could ever imagine.



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[SidRamya]

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The party was going on in full swing. It was to celebrate my husbands' boss being a father of a baby. I am Deepika Padukone. 33 years of age, married to Vivek for the last 2 years. We have no children as we have decided to delay being parents till we settle down with a good financial base. Vivek, my husband, who is 2 years older than me, was working as an Engineer for Mr. Varun's firm since the last many years and they had become very good friends; in fact we had become very good family friends, - visiting each others' houses, for lunches and dinners or just a casual drink.




Drashti, Varun's wife had delivered a day earlier and was at her parents' house, which was a day's travel. Drashti had gone to her parents place for delivery, since the last three months and Varun & Vivek either had their meals in hotels or sometimes came home for lunch or a casual dinner on weekends. We had become very close friends. To celebrate this occasion, Varun had given a party, to us and another 3 couples whose husbands worked in the firm, at his home which was a beautifully landscaped bungalow on the outskirts of Pune. It offered a fantastic view of the mountain range and offered good privacy. His house was aesthetically designed and Drashti was a stickler for cleanliness and had a good sense of décor. Though sparsely decorated, it had the touch of a connoisseur.



Though we were just 8 guests, Varun had brought food for 20 guests. He had brought the most expensive liquors & wines and everyone, including the other three ladies enjoyed them, generously. The mood had lightened and the jokes had turned raunchier. While some of them giggled, the rest joined in with bursts of laughter.



As regards the house, it was palatial. It had a huge sitting room, placed at a lower level with the upper level holding the kitchen and dining room. The entire 3 sides of the sitting room were flanked by wide verandahs; with huge open French windows separating the hall & the verandahs. This created an aura of vastness and spaciousness in the room. The dining room was open and had no walls.

The architect had designed it, keeping privacy of the diners in mind, in case of casual visitors. The kitchen was any wife's delight, holding the most modern gadgetry. There were three bedrooms; one was on the ground floor, while two were on the upper level. All being attached with bathrooms & toilets, one could have privacy at hand, without disturbing any other person in the house. However, there were two more bathrooms with toilets at the lower level next to the kitchen, which were kept for casual visitors and guests.

The lower bedroom was for guests, while the top one was used by Varun & Drashti. The nearby one would now be used for the baby and was superbly decorated with curtains, soft toys and a rocking cradle.

The evening had slipped into darkness and the drinking binge had started having effect on all of us. One of the wives expressed her wish to me to use the washroom and I directed her to one of the lower toilets. Since she was not aware of the house, she requested me to accompany her. I went and showed it to her. As she closed the door, I saw Varun in the kitchen and went in to help him out.




"Boss. Any help?" I queried.

Varun turned around and was surprised to see me.

"Hey, there! What are you doing here? Hope you are enjoying the party?"

"Aarti wanted to use the toilet and I just came to guide her."

"Oh! Deepika you please use our bath, on the first floor, in case you need to. Drashti has all the right things for make-up, in case you wish to powder your pretty nose. I am sure she will understand and not mind."

"It's ok, Boss. I could use the down one," I replied.

"No, I insist. And please drop the 'Boss' part. Please call me Varun. You are family, Deepika," he stressed. I blushed with the heaped adoration and being called family.

Varun is about Vivek's age and was dusky, if may call him. He was in his shorts and a baggy tee-shirt. It hid his muscular frame and his flat tummy. However, the calf of his legs gave a good hint that he exercised regularly and would be good in bed. Looking at him, I was surprised to feel a tingle between my legs. Was I going moist? It must be the 3 glasses of beer I had guzzled, I thought.

I went to help him as he picked more beer and soda bottles from the fridge. Since it was a casual party amongst friends, I was wearing a loose  shirt over a knee length dark blue satin skirt. To accentuate my 5' 8" height, I was wearing 4" heels. This attire made me stand out amongst the crowd. The other ladies were wearing either salwar's or saris.



As he passed on the cold bottles from the fridge, I kept them on the tray to be carried out. I leant forward to pick up the tray, and that very time Varun reached out his arms from below to pick up the trays. Our hands criss-crossed and my right breast rested squarely in the crook of his left elbow.

An involuntary sigh of pleasure escaped my lips, as his arm pressed my boob and lingered on. Though it was an unplanned action, this fuelled my desired tingling and I could feel myself going moist there. In fact I was expecting my periods within a day or two and as a precaution I had worn a slim pad. In a short time I felt that I may have to check on the sanitary pad.

Varun realized it as an after- thought and hurriedly removed his arm. "I'm sorry, Deepika. I didn't mean to," He apologized.

The tray fell back with a thud. At that moment Aarti came out of the toilet.

"What happened? Everything okay?" she enquire seeing us close together and clutching at the bottles.

"No problem Aarti," I replied non-ruffled. "The tray was wet and it slipped. Luckily Mr. Varun was there or the bottles would have crashed to the floor." I winked at Varun.



As Aarti left to go down, Varun whispered "I am really sorry. I did not mean it."

"Mean what Boss?" I teased. I wanted to flirt with him a little, as he picked up the tray and I picked up the ice-bucket and started for the door.

"Uuuh, I mean ...," He fumbled for words. I was sure that he must have been really horny with his wife away for 3 months. These thoughts were really playing on my mind, and by that time we realized that we had reached the group.

Someone had cracked a joke and they were having a good laugh. Even the ladies were behaving like the boys and having a good time. Everyone had their glasses almost empty. The rest of the guys said that they wanted to go for a pee and left with the other two ladies. Aarti went along too.

"Boss, you don't have to apologize so much. I should have been more careful. But it was a pleasure too." I was in a mood to tease him, knowing that we could flirt safely, when the guests were not around. I had decided to let my hair down for once.

"You really mean that?" he enquired. "Thanks. And remember, you may please use the upper bathrooms. We have upgraded it to the best we could make." I was not sure but I got a feeling that he was literally inviting me to go upstairs. This made me very inquisitive. Since Vivek had been with the company for a long time and there have been may visit to each others' houses and parties, the ice between us broken down a long time ago.

Between the Varun's and our family we were like age old friends, but the habit to call him "Boss" had not broken down.

Though we were close we had not crossed any limits of married life. However, I was sure that just like us, Varun & Drashti too had been keeping a check on our statistics. I had seen Drashti exchanging looks with Vivek, but had put that as a normal thing to happen between friends. Vivek too had never brought up this topic.



But today was different. The long absence of Drashti and abstinence of sex must definitely be getting on Varun. Could it be that he was in a horny mood. And was he hitting on me? These thoughts were creating turmoil in me. The beer too was not helping and I let myself swim in these thoughts.

I am tall and slim, and have a 35B bust line, which has made many heads turn during college days. The pride of my boobs is that they are longish, conical, and curved upward, topped with pink areoles and a dark pink longish nipple. During our love making, Vivek spends a lot of time chewing them calling them "his Love papayas". I love it when he does that during our foreplay. My breasts are very sensitive too, and Vivek plays with them a lot when we lie together with my back to him. My legs are not flabby and I wax them regularly.



Today I had worn a buttoned shirt and a very lacy & flimsy black bra, which pushed my breasts still higher. I was scared that my nipples would show through the T-shirt. Why was this conversation having this effect on me? I did not have time to think as the entire group came boisterously down the lawned path.

I did not realize but I gulped the half glass of beer and shouted "So everyone comfortable? Hope you'll have pulled the flush?" I joked. Everyone burst out laughing and jokingly blamed one another.

So here we were back amidst the crowd and the conversation led from one topic to another. Mr. Varun announced that he was going to get some more snacks as he had to heat them up. Vivek called out to me "Hey Deepika, why don't you lend a hand to Mr. Varun? You know his kitchen," he added.

I nodded and said that I also had to use the loo. There were woos & boos as I walked with Varun to his house, which as I said earlier at a little distance from the gardens.

"Deepika, I will show you the loo and when you finish, you can come down." He led the way up the stairs to his master bedroom. It was the best site that I saw. Majestically liveried furniture, pink & light blue laced curtains, soft lights and huge glass windows gave the bedroom a very, very sexy look. The view of the lighted city based below the hill added to the eroticism, as it gave one a perfect privacy, yet being able to see the entire city. He opened one of the huge window-cum-doors to the balcony and walked out, with me following in tow. I could see our group in the garden, but I was sure that they could not see me.

"Beautiful view" I complimented Varun. "You must be spending a lot of time here?" He just smiled and shook his head.

"I need to use your loo Mr. Varun." I reminded him.



"Oh, I'm sorry. I got lost in thoughts. I remembered Drashti." He said. "This is our most special place. No prying eyes and pure nature." We went inside, - again he leading and me following.

He went to a door inside the bedroom, a little to the left of the bed. It was a frosted glass door and it opened out into a very white and clean bathroom. It had a glass cubicle at one corner, with a set of hand sprays & jet sprays. One side was the bidet and besides it the toilet seat fixed into the wall and above the ground. The entire area was extremely clean & bright. The toilet seat faced the door. Mr. Varun moved aside and I brushed against him and entered inside. He let go of the door and walked away . . . or so I thought.

With the urge to urinate being very strong, I went to the toilet seat turned round and bunched up my skirt. I then hooked my fingers into my panty and slid it down to my ankles and checked out the sanitary pad. Though it was wet, I had not got my periods. I slipped it down as well. I then sat and relieved myself.

The sound of the falling urine resounded in that confine, making a big splashing sound. I knew it would take time to unload 3 beers stored in my bladder.

As I thought of the happenings of the evening, I got the familiar tingle between my legs. My pussy was getting moist and I desperately needed a release. If Mr. Varun had to make a pass at me, would I go along? Could I cheat on my husband? Would this be a start to an affair? I bunched up my skirt still further up under my shirt holding it with the left hand and my right hand slipped to the well shaven crack between my legs that needed urgent attention. I moved my fingers over the swollen lips of my vagina. I then slipped in my finger which slid in smoothly due to the slippery moisture.



I took my finger a little higher, touching my clitoris. I had closed my eyes to savour every bit of pleasure. My hand holding the skirt was creeping to my boobs. I needed attention; I needed a release. I decided to masturbate myself in this fantastic room behind the closed door.

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I opened my eyes slowly. It was then that I got a shock of my life. Mr. Varun was standing just a foot away from me, inside the bathroom with his shorts& underwear bunched near his knees, and his chocolaty brown penis was standing erect. Though it may have been just about 7-8 inches long, it was as thick as his arm. It looked like a baton. It must have been at least 2.5 to 3 inches thick. It was just about a foot away from my mouth, bobbing away to glory. The tip was like a fist but smooth and bulbous to look at. I have seen porno movies but this was way beyond my imagination.




"Mr. Varun, what are you doing?" I expressed to him, unable to take my eyes of his cock.

"Please, what will Drashti say?"

"Deepika, I am sorry, but you are just very erotic today. I could not control myself. I have controlled myself for the last 3 months. I am really sex starved. Please don't get angry."

"Mr. Varun, I am married. So are you." I tried to explain, but little realizing that my shaved pussy was totally exposed to him, while my other hand was on my boob. "What if the guests come to know? It will be a big scandal."



Inadvertently, and little realizing the fact, I had given a candid consen. Would I make this dream a reality?

"Deepika, they are all having a time of their life along with the ladies" he explained in a way a child tries to get a sweet from his mother. "If you only agree to give me a release. Please Deepika, Please."

"But, Mr. Varun ...," I tried to feign my non-consent. Realizing that I too wanted it and was frightened, he came close and held my hand that was fondling the vagina. He placed it on his prick. My hand could not go around it.

He held me by my shoulder and lifted me up. My hand was still holding his monster. He released my other hand of the skirt and took it down. It was only then that the fingers of both hands met around his thick penis.




"Mr. Varun, you have a very big penis. It will tear any cunt apart." I was now afraid that things were going too far. "What if someone comes looking for us?"

"Don't worry, I have locked the door" he assured me. I understood his erupting passion, which had been bottled up for these long months of abstinence; coupled with his attraction towards greener pastures of fucking his friends wife and the romantic atmosphere of his room -- his bedroom, where he shared moments of passion with his wife. This concoction of lust was too much for either of us.

He pulled me to him and kissed me roughly on my lips. I closed my eyes as I feltl his thick tongue entering my mouth searching for my tongue and I allowed him to savour his treasure. He sucked it in his mouth and played with it. It was a first time experience for me and I enjoyed it. I melted in his arms. What were friends for? A friend in need is a friend indeed! I justified to myself.



My skirt had dropped back covering my knees, but my panties with the sanitary pad dangled at my feet. I felt him release my tongue, bend down and lift me up. I felt very secure in his arms. "Don't ever mention this to Vivek, please. He will be devastated," I pleaded with him. He took me near the bed and put me down near the full length mirror.

"This will be our secret," He assured. My shoulder length hair were sprawled hither thither over my face and I could see me in the mirror with Varun close behind me. His hands were circling around me, sliding over my shirt to my boobs. I gasped as his hands squashed them in unison. His baton-like penis, literally drilling into my lower back.

The erotic sensation was heightened with a mixture of emotions -- guilt of cheating on my husband -- for the first time, fright of getting caught with a crowd around and mostly thinking about how this monster would be ravaging my tiny pussy, when it had been used to being regularly drilled by a 6 inch long and a normal size prick of Vivek.



Like all married couples, sex had become a routine on a twice or three times a week schedule. Vivek would come home tired every day and sex was restricted to weekends; and that too for a short time. Though we loved each other, we had never given a thought for adultery to add spice to sex.

Here I was being crumpled in the arms of my husbands' boss, with my husband and his friends just a shout away.

By now he had lifted my shirt and was holding on to my boobs squeezing the plumpy base and twirling the nipple with his fingers.

"Wow!! Your breasts have been specially sculpted by the creator. Drashti has very big ones but nothing like yours'. You have the gift of the finest nipples. I have never seen anything like this. Vivek must be really feasting on them." He praised.



Vivek's name brought me down to earth. I turned around and faced him. My bra encased breasts mashed onto his chest. As he turned his attention to my lips, his hand had gone behind me to my bra clasp. In no time I could feel my pushed up breasts, suddenly become free of the cups. My bra was hanging only from my shoulder straps. I looked into his eyes. They were filled with a passion and lust. His hands went up further on my back and he slid the straps towards the sleeve of the blouse.

I helped him to wriggle the straps down my hand and was free of the bra. As I looked down my shirt front, which was still intact, I could see my stiff nipples pointing to Varun. I blushed at my realization that I was braless in front of another man, rather than my husband. My hand was still holding my sexy bra in my hand when I felt his hand slide along mine and take away the bra.

"I am going to keep this as a souvenir," he said triumphantly, putting them round his shoulders like a tiny shawl.



"No, please Vivek will be suspicious. Also I become very visible, when I don't wear a bra. Please don't do this," I implored.

"What do you mean 'visible?" Varun asked. I blushed not knowing how & what to reply. He put his fingers below my chin and lifted my face up to look into his eyes. He then brought down to my now free breast and held it towards the tip and squeezed the nipple.

"Ouch..." was my reaction, as I pressed myself to him.

"You mean that these kohinoor Diamonds " playing with my nipples over the shirt. "I think you need to let them loose. Even if Vivek sees them, tell him you had come from home like this. I am going to keep this as my trophy."

"What if Drashti finds it?" I asked.



"I'll make her wear it!" he said point blank.

I was scared that somebody may miss us, but then I realized that our absence was just for about 15 minutes -- from the toilet to the mirror to me being bared of my brassiere. Until now Varun had only got a view of my shaven pussy. His friendship with my boobs was platonic over the shirt. He had also got a feel of them below the shirt, but he had not seen them.

Dressed in my shirt and my skirt, though without any underclothes, Varun started to push me towards the nearby bed. I had never ever thought of being bedded by a stranger, and here I was being guided to a massive marital bed of another man; and that too who was my husbands' boss.



"Mr. Varun, please I have never done such a thing before." I pleaded. He must have surely guessed my half-hearted denial. In response, he kissed me roughly and dry humped me over the skirt as his prick had formed a spear of muscle waiting to invade me.

I was really scared that we would be caught. They would surely miss us. Also if someone came to go to the toilet, they would not find us in the kitchen.

"Mr. Varun please . . . someone will come," I whispered.

"You don't have to worry" he assured, "we have not been gone long. I had told them that it would take us about half an hour. It's just 15 minutes." By now we had reached the edge of the bed and he supported my back as he laid me on the bed, with my legs dangling at the knees. I had spread my legs to accommodate him as he lay me down.

Reaching the edge of the bed had made me reach my edge. Varun's' stout prick had pointed itself on my Ground Zero, with only my skirt blocking his target - my love hole.



Till now only my hands had felt his manhood. The time was approaching when the actual assault would start. I was now filled with another scare. Would I be able to accommodate his girth? Would his monster damage my pussy? But I had no time to think on that as his lips crushed mine and pushed his thick tongue in mine. I concentrated on sucking his tongue as he started mouth fucking me with his tongue.

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It was a subconscious action on my part to lift my legs on the bed and spread them wide to let Varun adjust himself in between them. This action of mine had bunched my skirt between the valley created by my spread thighs. Varun used his hand and lifted the d skirt and placed it on my stomach, without removing it. In case anyone did come, I would not have to waste time wearing the skirt. I was already devoid of my panties, which must have been lying around somewhere entangled with Varun's underwear.

Varun removed both his hands to my side and slid my loose shirt upwards under my arms. My boobs were now free for feasting with his eyes. He was seeing them in the open for the first time.

"Oh, my God! You have the best twins, Deepika," he praised, "They are amazing. Much better than I had visualized" As he finished praising them". He dived and took my right nipple, which was now stiff with all adulations and sucked on it.



I could feel the roughness of his tongue on my sensitive nipple and I moaned my approval. My hands had gone to his hair and they pressed his mouth further into the breast. My legs had a mind of their own and were twisting and tossing with Varun's baton sliding against my vaginal opening, which was now as oiled as a well greased machine.

As I felt his big smooth velvety prick head touching my pussy gate, I was now scared thinking about his prick tearing my pussy. I reached down and tried to slide my fingers over the monster. I could feel it throbbing in my tiny hands. The heat was immense. I held it at the mouth acknowledging my urgency to be invaded. Though I was in two minds, I wanted to experience this monster in me.



Varun now shifted his attention t downward. He slipped his hand and let it slide on my vagina. I pushed my love hole upwards as I felt his finger tracing the thick outer lips. I was now on super heat. I had reached a point of no return. . . and literally I would have cared a hoot if we were caught. My passion had over-ruled all sense of etiquettes & limits.

Varun now went on his knees near the bed and I felt hot breath on my lower lips. Vivek was not a cunnilingus lover. I had always wanted to be kissed down there. I had heard a lot about this in our college girl talk.

His lips kissed me down there and I got a sudden shock as I had a fantastic orgasm. His tongue fanned the flames of passion that had erupted down there. I screamed out loudly and realized too late that we could have been heard outside. I bit my lips as his tongue fucked me -- in& out, in & out. I was desperately wanting him to go deeper and curved my back pushing myself into his face. I was disappointed as Varun disengaged and suddenly got up. I could se his prick which had grown to a larger proportion.. He held it and bent down for the final assault.



The question now was would it or would it not? I felt the head touching my small opening, as compared to his width, but it could not enter inside even after he pushed it. Though the mouth was slippery with all my juices, it could still not enter inside.

"Mr. Varun, it won't go in. Please be careful. It may tear my pussy." I implored to him. "Don't worry, Drashti too faced the same problem on our wedding night. But now she does not want anything lesser." He reminiscence'd his first night with Drashti.

He now used his hands to spread my thigh further and coaxed to hold them there. I was like the proverbial open book with my thighs spread out as much as possible. He then used his fingers to spread my pussy lips outward and at the same time pushed his penis head into me. I got a searing pain.

"Please, please Mr. Varun. It's paining" I cried out. "Please stop."



"Just bear a little sweetheart. Remember your wedding night. Think that you are again losing your virginity to a new cock."

By now he had managed to push his bulbous penis head into me. I almost chocked as he doggied into me by short, fast jabs rather than just pushing. I tried to feel it with my hands but he held both of them and pinned them to my sides.

"Oooouccchhh...." the pain was increasing. "Varun Please put it in slowly. It's paining. You are too big for me.. ooooohhhh my God. My vagina will tear apart Varun. Pleeeeeaasssse."



I tossed my head in pain as he slowly sunk his cock into me. I was literally being spread wide by his cock and then with a sudden jab, he was wholly into me. I released my hands and embraced him and held him tight. I did want him to move. The pain was excruciating.

"Maama, it's paining. Please stop Varun." He understood this and just lay calmly in my arms connected to me with his penis.

I felt like a huge tree bark had been stuffed into me. I was suffocating with his huge size. He had over filled my cunt like never before. After lying like this for some time, he started to move out. I felt like a cycle pump being pulled out to pressurize air to fill a tube. He pulled out slowly a little and sunk back again. He did this for about 3-4 times and then he almost pulled out to sink back again. I was lifted off the bed as he pummeled into me. I held his arms as he entered and exited me.



As I held him by his arms, I slowly lifted my head to see the action. I could his rod foraging into me poor pussy. As he pulled out, I could make out my pussy lips being sucked out along with the penis as it was tight fit. My pussy lips looked like a flower in bud form enveloped around his thick prick. His prick ws coated with our juices and was shining like a sharp sword in the dim bedroom light. I relaxed as a wave of pleasure swept through me.

I must have come a zillion times as his every jab was sending a million volt shock into me. Every stroke into me brought out a moan of satisfaction. I felt him increasing his pace of pumping and then suddenly he pushed into me and I felt his jism being ejaculated into my womb.

For a second I was scared that I may get pregnant; then remembered that I was about to get my periods within a day, so there was no danger of being impregnated. I started to push hump him, as he pushed his semi limp prick into me. He was still ejaculating and pumping into me and I thought that he would not stop.



It was his 3 months of pent up feelings that had got him to be so aggressive. He then slid out of me making a ploppy & slurpy sound. My now violated love hoe felt totally expanded. I reached down to feel his slimy member, which was coated with our joint juices.

"Thank you Deepika. I really needed this." He said. "I hope I did not do this against your wishes.

"No, I must thank you Varun," realizing that I had called him Varun and not Mr. Varun or Boss. "This was indeed my second "First wedding night". Drashti is indeed very lucky to be gifted with this monster."



"Deepika, you are also most welcome to share it anytime you wish." Varun said.

I blushed not knowing whether to accept or reject his invitation. But what he said next, made my mind whirl.

"I am sure Vivek too would like to taste the forbidden fruit. Drashti too would want to be part of this enjoyment." He said. "In fact she was having these fantasies of being bangd by another man, and that too in my presence. These fantasies used to spice up our sex life, till we decided to have a baby."

I felt his sperm rushing out of my widened cunt and slipping on the bed sheet. It had created a sticky puddle. I was very sore between my legs. I could still not believe that I had been screwed by my husband's boss and that too with a huge prick such as his.



I was covered with sweat and my shirt had become slightly wet. I tried to sit up, but I still had a feeling of his huge pole in me. I touched myself down there to see that my hole was in order. Varun came back with a towel and started to wipe me clean. He then lifted me slowly and made me stand up.

My skirt fell back covering my legs and the recently invaded pussy. My shirt was still bunched up and remained so as my boobs did not allow it to fall back in place. My tits were rock hard topped with my dark long nipples. Varun told me not to take it down. I was surprised as to what he wanted to do. He held me by my hand and started to lead me towards the dark terrace with my bust open to the nature.

"Varun, what are you doing?" I said with surprise. He shushed me into silence as we walked towards the edge of the terrace. I could see that the entire group was having great fun down there and sighed that no one must have come up to find us. I felt Varun sliding up behind me and holding my boobies with both his hands from behind, twisting the nipples between his fingers.



This fingering got me to have another orgasm and I felt my juices flowing down my thigh mixed with Varun's sperms. The cold air caressing my breasts; being fondled by a male other than my husband and that too with my husband being close by and now with both us making love where we could see the guests and yet being secretive about it, was pushing me over the border of orgasms.

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I was surprised to feel a familiar poke from the rear and knew that Varun was having another hard-on. I was surprised as Vivek never could get it up after one bout.

"I was telling you about me and Drashti! Yes, we have screwed here many times, even when had you and Vivek for a party down there many times". He confessed."And to tell you the truth, I have always fantasized fucking you, when I was in Drashti. And by the way, she knew it, as we always shared each others' fantasies."



I was shocked. So he had planned to fuck me, and was telling me now. This gave me another urge. I let him play with my boobs stuck to my back. I lowered my hands to his stiffening penis and held him and started giving him a shake. With the other hand, I lifted my skirt at the back and guided his prick to my opening. He got the message. He left my boobs and pressed my back signaling me to bend. I did so and held on to the railings. If any of the guests or Vivek had turned up, they may have seen us fused together.



Now that my hole was dilated, he stuffed his enlargement into me from the back. It slid in, though a little tight. I stood like that for some time. He then started to fuck me like a maniac as I moaned my pleasure at being violated in this manner. I was enjoying every minute of it. I felt the familiar urge and felt Varun holding me tighter as we both came together. I straightened and turned to kiss Varun.

He had not slipped out and he turned me and walked me back to the room pushing erotically with his prick. He took me to the mirror and as I held my hands forward, pushed into me. I was surprised at his stamina to be erect, but now was not the time to go into the details. I could see my boobs shaking like jelly after every thrust and could now see the marks left by Varun on them.



After a few more thrusts, he pulled out with a plop sound and said that he should go down and heat the food in the microwave. This would justify the time lapse.

He bent down, lifted his shorts and separated my lacy panty. He then kept both my bra & panty in his hands and smelt them..... He then went to his cupboard and kept them inside. "These are my souvenirs."

He then came near me, held me in his arms and said "Thank you."

I shocked myself when I said "We must do this more often."

He turned and smiled. "You bet; I would love to. Drashti still has a month to go before she returns. I will plan out something."



I pleaded with him to give me my panty as I could have my period any time. He went to the cupboard and returned with a new panty belonging to Drashti and told me to wear it since both these panties shared his prick. I felt it very erotic to wear his wife's panty in his presence. He then told me to take my time to freshen up as my hair was all disheveled.

He left to go down. I went to the bathroom and removed my shirt and skirt. I was now stark naked in Varun's bathroom. I used the hand shower to point the jet of cold water on my over heated cunt. I washed with the liquid soap and lathered my cunt and washed it clean.



After wearing my shirt over my open breasts and wearing Drashti's panty to hold my sanitary pad, I straightened my hair and went towards the door to go down. Just then I heard voices.

"Mr. Varun, you are still in the kitchen? Where is Deepika?" It was Kusum, Vivek's colleagues wife who had come to use the toilet.She too had nice assets. Today she was wearing a pink saree which highlighted her figure.

"Oh, she has gone to the toilet to freshen up. The top one, I think. You may use the one here." I sighed with relief that she had not come a little earlier. We could have been caught in action.

"Oh!" she exclaimed. "No problem. I will wait for her."

"Just give it a few minutes more. Deepika has warmed up everything and food is ready to be served." Varun explained.



I waited for a few minutes more behind the closed door and then walked down. Kusum was waiting at the end of the steps, having finished her toilet duty.

"Hey there, needed any help?" she asked. "The boys are having a whale of a time down there. It looks like they will not get up for at least another hour or so."

Varun looked at me mischievously and winked from behind Kusum. I mimicked a "no" by pursing my lips, hoping that Kusum would not see.

"So Kusum, are you enjoying yourself?" Varun asked.

"Thank you for inviting us Mr. Varun. I am enjoying much, after so many years. The last I remember, it may have been in college." She winked at me.



"Could you do me a favour, Kusum?" Varun asked. "Could you ask the boys to hang on for a little while. I have to set the table and Deepika has promised to help me. The spirits & sodas are stocked down in the ice buckets. You may have to take a snacks tray down. Will you please?"

Kusum was delighted to be of service. She assured that she would keep the boys down till we called. I was apprehensive what he had in mind as a sly smile played on his lips.

As soon as Kusum left, he went to the door to see that she had actually left. He hurried back as I retreated to the kitchen. He came from the back and took me in his embrace cupping both my boobs and pulling me into him. I was shocked that even after such a long bout of sex, just a few minutes back, his prick was like a sharpened spear, poking into my buttocks.

"Varun, what are you up to? Anyone may come," I implored to him to stop. But he was in no mood to stop. He dry humped me over my skirt. He turned me and kissed me full on the lips. I opened my mouth to let his prying tongue enter my mouth. He pulled my tongue into his and held it between his lips and started to suck it in and out.



It felt like I was the male counterpart, fucking Varun with my tongue. I carried to do so with gusto.

I reached down to hold his penis from outside. Meanwhile, he put his hands behind my buttocks and lifted me onto the dinner table - the very table where we were to have our dinner. He laid my buttocks on the edge and his hand went under the skirt to pull down my panty, with the sanitary pad. This was the second time this evening that my panty was brought down like a flag of a surrendering country, before it is invaded. The cold air on my cunt came as a shock.



I was scared that someone may come but it was too late. Varun spread my thighs and pulled out his monster from above his loose shorts and headed straight for my pussy. Before I knew it he had managed to get the head of his prick in me.

I opened my mouth to express my pleasurable discomfort at this intrusion and there we were, - fused to one another with my husband and a whole group of friends just a few yards away.

What he did next was just an earlier fantasy come true. When he was sure of being fully embedded in me, he put my legs behind him and asked me to pull him into me. He then lifted me off the table and carried me to the kitchen. There he put his hands for support on the kitchen platform at a slight angle and then started to fuck me with me hanging onto him with my arms around his shoulders, my legs around his waist and fucked in the cunt.



This was a very novel thing for me and I pressed my tits into his chest. I felt him swinging and his prick going into me and then sliding out. This time it was me who came very hard and very soon. I pressed his prick between my cunt lips and he moaned his approval. We must have swung into each other for about 10 minutes when we heard someone coming up to the house.