23-01-2019, 02:25 PM
"Why me?" I asked surprised with her choice, given that she wouldn't reciprocate the just extended favor.
"Because I can't accommodate Shrini there," she said giggling.
"You are so mean," I said as we started the shower.
"Why?"
"Is it because I won't lick your asshole," she asked.
"Of course," I replied agitated by the manner in which she was teasing me.
"Don't get me wrong."
"Shrini is the alpha-male in our households, so certain privileges are only extended to him."
"Don't be surprised, if Mayuri extends this privilege to him and not to you," she added nonchalantly.
I was not surprised the way she ranked me and was also not surprised that she believed that Mayuri would perform analingus on him sooner or later. It was gradually dawning on me that Shrini would monopolize Mayuri more and more as days passed. I wondered if I would have to make way for Shrini even during the weekends when both Shrini and Mayuri were at home. Mayuri had hinted at that as a possibility. I enjoyed the thought of Shrini mating with Mayuri on a regular basis and my cock twitched a little more at the prospect of Shrini having far more sessions with Mayuri than what I could muster with her.
I wondered if Shrini would make appropriate use of the three nights he got to spend with Mayuri in the city and screw her numerous times. After all, he was only human and needed time recuperate as most men do. I had seen him screw Mayuri twice during the New Year night but was not sure if they had indulged in any more sessions. I remembered, Rohini had promised to share the details of what happened on the dance floor.
Later that afternoon, when I was licking her asshole again for the second time that day, I broached up the topic. She was lying down on her side with her butt sticking out of the bed and I was lapping her asshole while kneeling down near the edge of the bed. I still hadn't cum that day after having already indulged in sex with her twice. I was enjoying the feeling of being on the edge.
"Would you mind sharing what transpired on the dance floor between Shrini and Mayuri?" I asked. She watched me from her position with her head rested on her right palm that was supported by her elbow and calmly asked, "Do you have the courage to listen?"
"Why?" I asked with my index finger firmly lodged in her asshole.
"You might not like what you hear," she said frankly.
"I know Mayuri would cherish her new role as Shrini's mistress," I admitted honestly and said, "So don't mind."
"I would have start from the beginning," she said and she narrated how both of them conspired and let pan out things the way it did.
"Once Mayuri had felt Shrini's gigantic penis in the theatre, she knew that she could never be satisfied with yours." She started.
"She had to find out a way to feel that huge equipment of his but worried about your marriage.
"It was evident that you enjoyed the thought of sharing her with someone else, especially Shrini. Accepting our earlier proposal, however, would have meant doing it only occasionally.
"The next day she came to know that I approved the idea of her becoming his mistress but she was still a little hesitant.
"Shrini unaware of our behind the scene conversations, pursued her relentlessly, on ever possible opportunity.
"I worked with you to understand your feelings about such an arrangement."
"And what did you find," I interjected. I hadn't quit fingering her asshole. I was getting excited with the talk, which motivated me to please her further. I could visualize taking her anal cherry in the near future.
"That you were eager to see Mayuri boned by a well-endowed male and the thought of Mayuri becoming Shrini's mistress stirred your loins," she replied.
"All you needed was a little assurance," she added.
"Mayuri completely satisfied that you wouldn't mind, set the ball rolling. She ensured that you had a clear understanding of the relationship that she was about to enter and picked on the New Year eve.
"She wanted to make it special so sought some ideas from me. It was her idea to offer the first kiss of the millennium to Shrini instead of you. I suggested that she let him take her unprotected on her marital bed."
"So did she?" I asked, although I knew the answer.
"She did have unprotected sex with him but he came in her mouth instead."
"What?" I said in disbelief.
"You would have lost another bet if you had agreed to it," she said reminding me of the other bet that we she was luring me into.
"What happened on the dance floor," I quickly asked.
"I suppose, Shrini wasn't aware of the plan," I said.
"Yes," she replied.
"So, how did things start?" I asked.
"Well," she said.
"He wasn't aware but knew that she would allow him a few liberties, if the circumstances permitted."
"I suggested to Shrini that he should celebrate the New Year with you folks and might try his luck just before the stroke of 12."
"He liked the idea and did exactly that."
"He kept away most of the evening and requested for a dance only a few minutes before 12:00."
I remembered how Mayuri quickly started dancing with him, not giving me an opportunity to refuse or complain.
"After a little chit-chat, Mayuri broached the topic."
"Thanks for helping us out in these difficult times," she started.
"My pleasure," he responded gentlemanly.
"We really appreciate it," she said.
"You know, I only care about your appreciation," Shrini promptly replied. His language carried the usual sexual innuendo that was when the both conversed personally. Mayuri could only blush at his response as she lowered her eyes and then again she looked back at him, this time straight into his eyes. That look let Shrini know that this was the time to seize the opportunity. They still had kept quite some distance between them till then.
"Really, we are greatly indebted to you," she said.
"Don't know how we could repay for such favor to you," she said. I sensed that Mayuri was giving him a green signal. He didn't hesitate a moment and quickly said, "I can help you with that."
"For starters, why don't you finish what you started in the theatre," he whispered in her ear.
"What did he want?" I interjected.
"Oh, he wanted her to finish the blowjob she had started in the theatre," clarified Rohini.
"Again, Mayuri just smiled but didn't respond. Shrini noticing that Mayuri was not taking the bait changed the topic to the story that he had once narrated to Mayuri."
"Which story?" I asked.
"Some story, I will tell you later," she cursorily replied.
"But I have to get the context," I pleaded.
"Well, if you insist," she said.
"This happened while we were trekking up mission peaks," she started. This was about a month after we dropped the idea of swapping partners. Mayuri was unwilling to consider swinging with just Shrini and Rohini.
Rohini and I hiked up must faster leaving Shrini and Mayuri behind to socialize at Rohini's insistence. That gave Shrini an opportunity to test the waters and find out what Mayuri thought about the swapping deal. Instead of directly asking her, he narrated this story.
It was a dream about two herds of horses – one of them headed by Yarraman, the greatest stallion ever to live on those plains and another headed by Brolga.
Brolga was a good stallion but was not as gifted as Yarraman when it came to genetic heritage.
Shrini had very cleverly adopted characters from famous Silver Brumby series to narrate his story.
One day Yarraman's eyes fell on the most beautiful mare he had ever seen. She was closer to Brolga's herd so he sensed she belonged to him. Upon enquiring further, he came to know that her name was Belle and that she had recently joined Brolga's herd. Yarraman cursed his fate for not having her in his herd. He rued his lost opportunity to breed her, for she was sure to produce the finest foals.
It was clear that Shrini was the prized stallion Yarraman, I was Brolga and Mayuri was Belle.
Yarraman pursed Belle on every possible opportunity and one day was able to court her, when she strayed away from Brolga's herd. Finding herself alone with such a majestic stallion alarmed her but then she soon warmed to Yarraman's advances. The private moment away from both the herds helped them engage in foreplay that unfortunately, however, couldn't escalate into Yarraman mounting Belle.
Yarraman awaited another such opportunity but she never stepped out of her herd again. Belle was in her prime and was sure to bear Brolga's foal in next couple of years, unless Yarraman intervened. Impatient Yarraman hatched a smart ploy. Yarraman convinced Brolga for a swap of Belle and Brinda (Rohini?), Yarraman's finest mare. However, Belle wasn't ready for this exchange and refused to cooperate.
Yarraman couldn't understand Belle's refusal, as she had been eager when they played with each other.
After narrating this story, Shrini asked her, "Why do you think Belle might have refused?"
"Mayuri never gave a conclusive reply to his question, not until that evening," Rohini said.
Shrini asked her again, "You never really answered my question," bringing back that topic.
"Isn't it surprising?" Mayuri asked him.
"Because I can't accommodate Shrini there," she said giggling.
"You are so mean," I said as we started the shower.
"Why?"
"Is it because I won't lick your asshole," she asked.
"Of course," I replied agitated by the manner in which she was teasing me.
"Don't get me wrong."
"Shrini is the alpha-male in our households, so certain privileges are only extended to him."
"Don't be surprised, if Mayuri extends this privilege to him and not to you," she added nonchalantly.
I was not surprised the way she ranked me and was also not surprised that she believed that Mayuri would perform analingus on him sooner or later. It was gradually dawning on me that Shrini would monopolize Mayuri more and more as days passed. I wondered if I would have to make way for Shrini even during the weekends when both Shrini and Mayuri were at home. Mayuri had hinted at that as a possibility. I enjoyed the thought of Shrini mating with Mayuri on a regular basis and my cock twitched a little more at the prospect of Shrini having far more sessions with Mayuri than what I could muster with her.
I wondered if Shrini would make appropriate use of the three nights he got to spend with Mayuri in the city and screw her numerous times. After all, he was only human and needed time recuperate as most men do. I had seen him screw Mayuri twice during the New Year night but was not sure if they had indulged in any more sessions. I remembered, Rohini had promised to share the details of what happened on the dance floor.
Later that afternoon, when I was licking her asshole again for the second time that day, I broached up the topic. She was lying down on her side with her butt sticking out of the bed and I was lapping her asshole while kneeling down near the edge of the bed. I still hadn't cum that day after having already indulged in sex with her twice. I was enjoying the feeling of being on the edge.
"Would you mind sharing what transpired on the dance floor between Shrini and Mayuri?" I asked. She watched me from her position with her head rested on her right palm that was supported by her elbow and calmly asked, "Do you have the courage to listen?"
"Why?" I asked with my index finger firmly lodged in her asshole.
"You might not like what you hear," she said frankly.
"I know Mayuri would cherish her new role as Shrini's mistress," I admitted honestly and said, "So don't mind."
"I would have start from the beginning," she said and she narrated how both of them conspired and let pan out things the way it did.
"Once Mayuri had felt Shrini's gigantic penis in the theatre, she knew that she could never be satisfied with yours." She started.
"She had to find out a way to feel that huge equipment of his but worried about your marriage.
"It was evident that you enjoyed the thought of sharing her with someone else, especially Shrini. Accepting our earlier proposal, however, would have meant doing it only occasionally.
"The next day she came to know that I approved the idea of her becoming his mistress but she was still a little hesitant.
"Shrini unaware of our behind the scene conversations, pursued her relentlessly, on ever possible opportunity.
"I worked with you to understand your feelings about such an arrangement."
"And what did you find," I interjected. I hadn't quit fingering her asshole. I was getting excited with the talk, which motivated me to please her further. I could visualize taking her anal cherry in the near future.
"That you were eager to see Mayuri boned by a well-endowed male and the thought of Mayuri becoming Shrini's mistress stirred your loins," she replied.
"All you needed was a little assurance," she added.
"Mayuri completely satisfied that you wouldn't mind, set the ball rolling. She ensured that you had a clear understanding of the relationship that she was about to enter and picked on the New Year eve.
"She wanted to make it special so sought some ideas from me. It was her idea to offer the first kiss of the millennium to Shrini instead of you. I suggested that she let him take her unprotected on her marital bed."
"So did she?" I asked, although I knew the answer.
"She did have unprotected sex with him but he came in her mouth instead."
"What?" I said in disbelief.
"You would have lost another bet if you had agreed to it," she said reminding me of the other bet that we she was luring me into.
"What happened on the dance floor," I quickly asked.
"I suppose, Shrini wasn't aware of the plan," I said.
"Yes," she replied.
"So, how did things start?" I asked.
"Well," she said.
"He wasn't aware but knew that she would allow him a few liberties, if the circumstances permitted."
"I suggested to Shrini that he should celebrate the New Year with you folks and might try his luck just before the stroke of 12."
"He liked the idea and did exactly that."
"He kept away most of the evening and requested for a dance only a few minutes before 12:00."
I remembered how Mayuri quickly started dancing with him, not giving me an opportunity to refuse or complain.
"After a little chit-chat, Mayuri broached the topic."
"Thanks for helping us out in these difficult times," she started.
"My pleasure," he responded gentlemanly.
"We really appreciate it," she said.
"You know, I only care about your appreciation," Shrini promptly replied. His language carried the usual sexual innuendo that was when the both conversed personally. Mayuri could only blush at his response as she lowered her eyes and then again she looked back at him, this time straight into his eyes. That look let Shrini know that this was the time to seize the opportunity. They still had kept quite some distance between them till then.
"Really, we are greatly indebted to you," she said.
"Don't know how we could repay for such favor to you," she said. I sensed that Mayuri was giving him a green signal. He didn't hesitate a moment and quickly said, "I can help you with that."
"For starters, why don't you finish what you started in the theatre," he whispered in her ear.
"What did he want?" I interjected.
"Oh, he wanted her to finish the blowjob she had started in the theatre," clarified Rohini.
"Again, Mayuri just smiled but didn't respond. Shrini noticing that Mayuri was not taking the bait changed the topic to the story that he had once narrated to Mayuri."
"Which story?" I asked.
"Some story, I will tell you later," she cursorily replied.
"But I have to get the context," I pleaded.
"Well, if you insist," she said.
"This happened while we were trekking up mission peaks," she started. This was about a month after we dropped the idea of swapping partners. Mayuri was unwilling to consider swinging with just Shrini and Rohini.
Rohini and I hiked up must faster leaving Shrini and Mayuri behind to socialize at Rohini's insistence. That gave Shrini an opportunity to test the waters and find out what Mayuri thought about the swapping deal. Instead of directly asking her, he narrated this story.
It was a dream about two herds of horses – one of them headed by Yarraman, the greatest stallion ever to live on those plains and another headed by Brolga.
Brolga was a good stallion but was not as gifted as Yarraman when it came to genetic heritage.
Shrini had very cleverly adopted characters from famous Silver Brumby series to narrate his story.
One day Yarraman's eyes fell on the most beautiful mare he had ever seen. She was closer to Brolga's herd so he sensed she belonged to him. Upon enquiring further, he came to know that her name was Belle and that she had recently joined Brolga's herd. Yarraman cursed his fate for not having her in his herd. He rued his lost opportunity to breed her, for she was sure to produce the finest foals.
It was clear that Shrini was the prized stallion Yarraman, I was Brolga and Mayuri was Belle.
Yarraman pursed Belle on every possible opportunity and one day was able to court her, when she strayed away from Brolga's herd. Finding herself alone with such a majestic stallion alarmed her but then she soon warmed to Yarraman's advances. The private moment away from both the herds helped them engage in foreplay that unfortunately, however, couldn't escalate into Yarraman mounting Belle.
Yarraman awaited another such opportunity but she never stepped out of her herd again. Belle was in her prime and was sure to bear Brolga's foal in next couple of years, unless Yarraman intervened. Impatient Yarraman hatched a smart ploy. Yarraman convinced Brolga for a swap of Belle and Brinda (Rohini?), Yarraman's finest mare. However, Belle wasn't ready for this exchange and refused to cooperate.
Yarraman couldn't understand Belle's refusal, as she had been eager when they played with each other.
After narrating this story, Shrini asked her, "Why do you think Belle might have refused?"
"Mayuri never gave a conclusive reply to his question, not until that evening," Rohini said.
Shrini asked her again, "You never really answered my question," bringing back that topic.
"Isn't it surprising?" Mayuri asked him.
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