Sandeep was still awake, sitting up in bed, revealing his bare chest and his plump stomach. He was surprised to see her.
She sat on the bed, apologised to him again and thanked him for his understanding. She told him she realised how frustrated he must be and that if it helped she would be willing to relieve him. But he had to understand she wasn't ready for any more than that.
He smiled, kissed her, assured her that she didn't have to but if it made her feel better of course he would enjoy it. But he didn't want her to feel obliged in any way or to do anything she didn't want to.
She stood up to let him pull back the covers then sat down again as he slipped off his shorts. His cock hung limp between his legs.
It had been ages since she had done this for Praveen - usually as soon as he was hard he moved inside her - so she was a little unsure of herself.
Sandeep made himself comfortable and stretched himself out. Manya moved over on to the bed, sitting facing him and moved her right hand to stroke his limp cock.
She ran her hand gently over it, feeling it, stroking it and gradually it began to respond to her touch.
She felt it swelling, getting wider at first and then longer, pushing up into her hand. She moved her hand up and down and was surprised as it continued to expand. She had no one else to compare it with but she could see that Sandeep was substantially bigger than her husband.
When it was fully erect she could fit both hands around it and she started to pump it in long rhythmic strokes. Sandeeps breathing told her she was doing well as did his occasional words of encouragement. She was fascinated by the size and width of his cock. She felt surprisingly relaxed - giggled to herself at how she must look, pleasuring this strangers big cock.
She moved a little faster and as she did was aware that the robe had loosened and that Sandeep was staring lustfully at the exposed cleavage as she stroked him.
Her hands were tiring and she told him she had to take a break. She sat gently caressing him with one hand. He spoke to her, told her she was beautiful. He sat up and reached out, stroked her face.
She blushed, enjoyed the sensation of his touch. As she resumed the long strokes on his erection his hand brushed over her face, her throat and gently between her exposed breasts.
He asked could he see her breasts, told her they were beautiful, so much bigger and beautiful than Geeta's.
Manya felt a rush of pride - it felt so good to be compared favourably to the beautiful Geeta. She wondered how Praveen liked her skinny figure and small breasts and would he be able to make love to her tits the way he sometimes did with her.
She wanted to show them off ,she felt, so she opened the robe and let it fall away.
Sandeep moaned again and his cock twitched in her hand as he saw her breasts again.
She was surprised at his reaction. She had never really come to understand the effect her body could have on a man. It made her feel good, feminine and powerful. She was wearing only her thong and she noticed Sandeep glancing down at it.
She continued to stroke him as he lay gazing at her breasts. His breathing was quickening and gasps and moans came from his mouth.
She moved her hand faster then felt him tensing. He leaned forward, pulled her down towards him. His hard cock pushed against her soft breasts and then suddenly he cried out and Manya sat back as his hot cum sprayed on to her breasts.
She collapsed beside him and they lay in silence.
He spoke first, thanking her, telling him how wonderful it had been for him. Her arms were aching but the nervousness she had felt earlier had gone.
Tentatively he let a finger touch her breast - running through his cum over her nipple. Her nipple sprang erect to his touch and he gently lubricated it white liquid. When she didn't object he got a little braver and massaged her breast fully with his hand, making it slick and wet. She moved slightly, rolling over, giving him access to the other breast and she lay there, eyes closed, as his hands massaged her heavy breasts.
It felt so good - getting this loving attention that Praveen never had time for. Sandeeps hands were wonderful but when he bent and took a nipple in his mouth she moaned out loud.
Her eyes still closed, she lay back as he took his time, caressing, sucking, nibbling and squeezing. She found herself switching off - her focus entirely on the sensations of her body, both her sensitive nipples and the heat building between her legs.
Sandeep was sucking harder, she was arching her back, pushing her breasts up to meet his lips.
It started slowly, a deep warm sensation and then as Sandeep bit hard on the soft skin between her wet breasts she screamed out as an intense orgasm rocked her body.
She shuddered as she came, writhing in his arms, then lay motionless.
When she opened her eyes he was staring down at her, smiling. She smiled back then pulled his face down to kiss him.
They kissed softly at first then more passionately. She moved into his arms, their bodies together and she was surprised to feel his erection had returned and was pushing against her belly.
She reached down to stroke it once more. In her head she paused, realised she had gone so much further than she had intended to. However she was also acutely aware of the intense heat and wetness between her legs - a sensation she had rarely experienced before.
She froze, excused herself to go to the bathroom. In the bathroom she composed herself. In the mirror she looked flushed, her breasts swollen and marked from his teeth. She ran her fingers over the front of her thong and found the material soaked. She slipped a finger under the material into her wet pussy and moaned involuntarily as she ran it over her hard clit. Most of all she felt like a woman, alive and in control of her own sensations. Sandeep had succeeded in generating a passion and desire in her that Praveen had never done.
She slipped off the thong and returned naked to the bedroom. In her mind she told herself that she could sort her head out tomorrow but right now it was her body controlling her actions.
She paused before she returned to his embrace, both enjoying the sight of each others bodies.
They didn't speak. He lay back, his cock looking even bigger and harder. She straddled him and ran his cock over her wet pussy lips. When he was wet she positioned it and then let her body slide down over his hardness.
He filled her completely, she could feel new sensations as it probed deep inside her.
She felt alive, wild. She licked a finger and started to rub her clit as her lover moved with her. As she did he squeezed hard on her breasts.
Although she had orgasmed minutes earlier she was surprised how quickly she came again, riding his rigid manhood as he pulled at her breasts.
She collapsed in ecstasy assuming he had come too but then surprised to feel him still rigid and moving inside her.
The sensations were wonderful and she didn't object when he pulled out and turned her onto her front. He lifted her on to her knees and she felt him move behind her and then the wonderful sensation of his full length sliding into her wet pussy once more.
This was passion like she had not experienced before. She could hear his balls banging and slapping against her big soft bum as he pumped into her.
She was always very conscious of her bum, aware that it was quite big but Sandeep seemed to like it as his hands moved over her white cheeks.
He was moaning, telling how beautiful her bum was compared to his wife's skinny figure. As he did Manya realised he was touching her, deep between her cheeks. His cock was driving inside her and to his amazement he slipped first one, then two fingers into her ass. To her surprise the sensation was exquisite and instantly she was orgasming again.
She was out of control, waves of pleasure sweeping across her body. His fingers were probing her, stretching her.
She felt him move, his wet cock slid out of her then she felt it nudging between her cheeks.
She couldn't stop him. Guiltily she thought of Praveen and the times she had refused to let him take her in the ass.
Now here she was, her body on fire, aching for this wonderful big cock to enter the deepest part of her. She moaned aloud telling him not to stop.
With one deep movement he thrust into her, filling her. She cried out, then felt him moving, sliding in and out. It felt like his cock was deep in her belly and after the initial pain she relaxed and then moaned as with one deep thrust he emptied his seed into her.
Exhausted they collapsed on the bed. Sandeep cleaned up in the bathroom and when he returned she was asleep.
She woke first. It was daylight, birds twittering outside.
She felt sore but incredibly fulfilled. She felt she was glowing and relived the previous night in her head.
Sandeep lay on his back beside her. He was naked, his big cock lying limply to one side.
Manya looked at clock. 8 a.m. 4 hours to go she smiled as she moved over and gently let her tongue run over the sleeping cock..................
Manya watched as Sandeep waved from the door of his house and then she sat back in the back of the taxi and relaxed.
Last night had been the wildest experience of her life. Although she had agreed to the swapping idea that her husband Praveen had proposed she had major doubts about it. However after she finally overcame her reservations she had enjoyed a night of utmost passion with Sandeep.
She had woken at 8 a.m., sore but satisfied, 4 hours before the time agreed for her to return home.
She had woken Sandeep by gently licking and sucking at his cock, watching it swell and harden. When he was fully awake she continued the motion of her mouth, sucking and pulling until she heard him moan and she felt his hot cum filling her mouth.
He returned the compliment, taking his time to bring her to a climax with his mouth buried between her legs.
They then had breakfast together followed by a long warm shower where they soaped each other and caressed each other. The shower finished with Sandeep lifting her on to his erection and them moving together until they both climaxed noisily.
She smiled as she remembered every detail and remained lost in her thoughts until the taxi delivered her to her home.
Her husband Praveen, of course, had spent the night with Sandeeps wife Geeta.
Praveen seemed glad to see her. They embraced a little awkwardly and both avoided the subject of the previous nights activity until they sat down together after lunch.
Jeffs night had been less successful. Geeta, a beautiful slim blonde, while on the surface very outgoing turned out to be quite restrained. Sex for Praveen had not been the wild adventure he anticipated and her slim model-like body didn't excite him the way Susans more ample curves did.
Manya didn't feel ready to tell him how much she had enjoyed her night so she kept the detail brief but did let him know that she had been pleasantly surprised by it all.
In the weeks that followed Manya thought a lot about her night with Sandeep and the passions and emotions it aroused in her. Her sexual experience she realised was very limited but she had felt that Sandeep had brought out a new side to her.
When Praveen suggested another swapping experience she pretended to be unsure - while inside she was screaming in consent - and after deliberating for a day or two she confirmed to him that she was willing to try again.
Praveen took on the job of finding a new couple to meet. Weeks passed without any news and Manya found herself becoming more and more anxious, longing for the touch of a new man again. She considered contacting Sandeep herself and offering to meet him alone but when she had suggested it to him that day before leaving his house, he reminded her that he loved his wife, and would not cheat behind her back.
Eventually Praveen told her he had set up a meeting with a couple - Sandeep had put him in touch with them. They were a similar age to Praveen and Manya, but lived quite a distance away. This would be their first swapping experience.
The arrangement this time was to meet in a hotel halfway between their homes and, all going well, to stay the night in the hotel.
The journey in the car to the hotel passed mostly in silence with both Praveen and Manya lost in their own thoughts. Manya felt a nervousness building again and doubts creeping in. She wondered how it would be with this man. But deep inside her she felt a growing urge and anticipation of the passion she hoped she would experience.
At the hotel they checked in and found a note waiting for them from the other couple suggesting they meet for a drink before dinner.
Praveen and Manya went to their room, unpacked, showered and dressed.
Manya had chosen her clothes carefully. It was summertime and the evening was warm.
She slid a lace white thong over her thighs and up on to her hips. The material buried itself between the large white globes of her ass and she pulled it up over the neatly trimmed bush of jet black hairs.
She slid on her new pink top. Thin straps over her shoulders supported the thin fabric which stretched to accomodate her 36c breasts, revealing a large amount of cleavage. A white cotton skirt stopping just above her knees completed the oufit.
A small pink bow tied her thick black hair back and she completed her preparations by touching up her lipstick and adding a few squirts of a new perfume.
At the door, Praveen kissed her, and they went downstairs to meet the new couple.
Nishant and Shilpa were different to what Manya had expected - but then she hadn't known what to expect!
Nishant was a little older, maybe 45, slim and starting to go bald. He seemed timid, unsure of himself.
Shilpa on the other hand seemed very confident and hugged them both. She was a heavy woman. Her curly brown hair framed a round smiling face and her loose clothing, Manya guessed, concealed a plump rounded body.
The atmosphere was strained at first as they got to know each other. Manya could tell Praveen was unsure about Shilpa and appeared to be drinking faster than the others. Nishant said little and Manya started to wonder was this a mistake.
As they had dinner the wine helped things loosen up a little and then the moment arrived where they had to decide if they were willing to go ahead.
Shilpa spoke first, saying she was keen to go through with things and Nishant followed suit immediately (Manya guessed that this whole idea was Shilpas) Praveen sat in silence so when Manya nodded her agreement she felt that he had no choice but to agree.
The decision made, they moved into the bar and sat with their new partners and chatted.
There was music coming from the night club in the basement so after a couple of drinks they made their way downstairs.
Shilpa pulled Praveen on to the dance floor and Manya and Nishant watched as they danced - Manya was glad to see that Praveen had warmed up, probably from the drink, and was beginning to enjoy himself.
The music slowed and Praveen held Shilpa in his arms and they started to kiss as they danced. Manya watched as he moved his hands over her broad back and occasionally let them wander to hold her bum through her dress.
Nishant showed no signs of moving so Manya took the initiative and asked him to dance. She held him close as they moved to the music, letting him breathe in her perfume.
One song blended into the next and Manya could see Shilpa and Praveen kissing deeply as they danced.
Again she realised the man in her arms was hesitant to move. She held him closer, kissed his neck, whispered to him to kiss her.
His kiss was awkward at first, tentative but the feeling of his tongue in her mouth encouraged Manya. However she did realise that while last time she had been the timid unsure partner, this time the onus was on her to take the initiative and to guide Nishant through the experience.
As they kissed she started moving her hips, grinding gently against his lower body. She felt him pulling away slightly but her hands moved to his waist and pulled him back against her. To her pleasure she felt his body respond and the gentle movement of her body resulted in a swelling in his trousers. She held herself against him, smiled, then smiled more as she realised he was blushing.
The music finished, but before they parted she ran her hand over the front of his trousers, enjoying the look on his face, but also the realisation that here too was a man with bigger equipment than her husband.
The music was finishing up and Shilpa suggested bringing some drinks up to one of the bedrooms for a nightcap, before they seperated. Nishant seemed obviously relieved at the suggestion - Manya guessed that he wasn't yet ready to take the next step.
In the bedroom Praveen sat in an armchair and after organising a glass of wine for everybody Shilpa sat on his knee. Manya and Nishant sat side by side on the bed.
After a little conversation Shilpa and Praveen started kissing again and Manya and Nishant sat in silence.
Manya moved first again, closer to him, kissed his face then turned his face to meet hers and they began kissing softly, gently.
To her relief he adjusted his position, took her into his arms, and kissed her more forcefully.
They kissed, he stroked her hair while in the background she could hear the others whispering.
Manya turned her head after a while. Praveen was kissing Shilpa as his hand kneaded her large breasts through her top.
Manya smiled, returned to kissing Nishant, then took his hand, placed it on her breasts through her top. It lay there, unmoving for a short while, then slowly he began to let it roam over her cleavage. She encouraged him, pausing to check his state of arousal by running her hand over the front of his pants, tracing the outline of his swollen cock.
Her nipples were erect and as she beacame aroused she slipped a strap off her shoulder, freeing one bare breast to the touch of his hand.
More giggling came from the others. Manya turned to look and Nishant followed her gaze.
Shilpa had her dress open and her bra pulled to one side and Praveen was sucking on her huge heavy breasts. As they watched, his hand which had been roaming over her knees had moved right up over her fleshy thighs and by the look of pleasure on her face was now exploring between her legs.
Manya slid off the second strap letting both breasts fall forward. She cupped them, offering them to Nishants mouth.
Nishant stopped her, simply said "Not here"
Manya nodded, understanding, and slipped her top back in place.
They stood, moved quietly to the door. Manya glanced back, catching one last glimpse of her husband, his face lost in Shilpas cleavage as he slid her panties down over her knees.
Outside Nishant apologised, said things were going too fast. Manya suggested a walk to cool down and to let him settle himself.
They walked through the hotel gardens, dark paths between the trees, lit occasionally by the light of the moon.
After a short walk they stopped, sat together on a bench. They chatted and when Manya judged the moment right she kissed him again.
They kissed awhile then sat, her in his arms, talking.
As they talked Manya gently rubbed him, through his pants. To her relief, he didn't move to stop her and she soon felt him swelling once more.
They kept talking, Manya watching his face as she stroked him, then tentatively opened his pants.
He moaned softly as her cool hands touched him. She moaned too, delighted with his response and with the size of the cock she was stroking.
She kissed his lips and then he clumsily reached to move his hand under her skirt. She stopped him, told him to relax and kissed him again.
She felt him relaxing, increased the pace of her massaging. Then she moved slowly down his body, sliding down to the grass. She slid his pants to his knees then, on her knees, leant forward and kissed the head of his cock.
He moaned again as she started licking, sucking and kissing him. She moved her head in a steady rhythm feeling his big cock sliding in and out of her mouth.
His hands moved to her head, holding her there, as he pushed into her mouth and then without warning she felt him explode, his hot liquid spraying into her mouth.
Manya swallowed hard, then licked him gently as he relaxed.
He took her back into his arms, kissed her.
They walked back towards the hotel. Nishant paused, pointed towards the building. A light was on in one of the rooms and from their position in the shadows they could clearly see Shilpa standing naked at the window. She was heavier than Manya had imagined with huge globes topped by big brown nipples, sagging nearly to her waist. They could just see Praveen behind her, his arms around her waist, a hand moving through the thick bush of hair between her legs.
Manya and Nishant continued back to their room.
In the room they embraced and Manya let Nishant lead her to the bed. She could feel him taking control and offered no resistance as he undressed her. When her thong was removed he spread her legs wide and moved his face between them. Manya let it happen. Felt his tongue lapping at her clit, his teeth nibbling at her flesh, his fingers probing deep inside her.
Her inhibitions disappeared as she relaxed to the touch of her lover and as she encouraged him she felt a feeling of intense heat building inside her.
Her scream could be heard in the next room as she climaxed, her body rocking with pleasure.
She expected him to stop but instead he kept going, sucking, licking, probing. The pleasure was too much and minutes after her first orgasm a second washed over her, followed quickly by a third.
Another first she giggled as she enjoyed the multiple orgasm engulfing her.
Nishant rolled away and went into the bathroom. She heard water running and some minutes later he called her to join him.
She entered to find him naked in the bath, his erection breaking the surface of the water.
He held her hand as she climbed in, then moved under her, letting her sit right down on him and guiding his cock into her as she did.
They stayed joined together for what seemed like hours, kissing, caressing and moving together.
When his cock softened she would squeeze him with the muscles in her vagina back to full hardness. After some time the atmosphere changed his mouth sucking at her breasts more urgent, the gentle movement of his hips more intense.
She started to rub her clit, watching his face as he thrust up into her.
They talked, told each other when they were getting close, waited until the other was close to climax.
Then with rapid movements, water spilling over onto the floor, he literally lifted her up and down on his hardness, waiting until she cried out before he released himeslf inside her.
They held each other, then dried off and she climbed into bed.
He watched her as she slept..before he too succumbed to sleep.
She sat on the bed, apologised to him again and thanked him for his understanding. She told him she realised how frustrated he must be and that if it helped she would be willing to relieve him. But he had to understand she wasn't ready for any more than that.
He smiled, kissed her, assured her that she didn't have to but if it made her feel better of course he would enjoy it. But he didn't want her to feel obliged in any way or to do anything she didn't want to.
She stood up to let him pull back the covers then sat down again as he slipped off his shorts. His cock hung limp between his legs.
It had been ages since she had done this for Praveen - usually as soon as he was hard he moved inside her - so she was a little unsure of herself.
Sandeep made himself comfortable and stretched himself out. Manya moved over on to the bed, sitting facing him and moved her right hand to stroke his limp cock.
She ran her hand gently over it, feeling it, stroking it and gradually it began to respond to her touch.
She felt it swelling, getting wider at first and then longer, pushing up into her hand. She moved her hand up and down and was surprised as it continued to expand. She had no one else to compare it with but she could see that Sandeep was substantially bigger than her husband.
When it was fully erect she could fit both hands around it and she started to pump it in long rhythmic strokes. Sandeeps breathing told her she was doing well as did his occasional words of encouragement. She was fascinated by the size and width of his cock. She felt surprisingly relaxed - giggled to herself at how she must look, pleasuring this strangers big cock.
She moved a little faster and as she did was aware that the robe had loosened and that Sandeep was staring lustfully at the exposed cleavage as she stroked him.
Her hands were tiring and she told him she had to take a break. She sat gently caressing him with one hand. He spoke to her, told her she was beautiful. He sat up and reached out, stroked her face.
She blushed, enjoyed the sensation of his touch. As she resumed the long strokes on his erection his hand brushed over her face, her throat and gently between her exposed breasts.
He asked could he see her breasts, told her they were beautiful, so much bigger and beautiful than Geeta's.
Manya felt a rush of pride - it felt so good to be compared favourably to the beautiful Geeta. She wondered how Praveen liked her skinny figure and small breasts and would he be able to make love to her tits the way he sometimes did with her.
She wanted to show them off ,she felt, so she opened the robe and let it fall away.
Sandeep moaned again and his cock twitched in her hand as he saw her breasts again.
She was surprised at his reaction. She had never really come to understand the effect her body could have on a man. It made her feel good, feminine and powerful. She was wearing only her thong and she noticed Sandeep glancing down at it.
She continued to stroke him as he lay gazing at her breasts. His breathing was quickening and gasps and moans came from his mouth.
She moved her hand faster then felt him tensing. He leaned forward, pulled her down towards him. His hard cock pushed against her soft breasts and then suddenly he cried out and Manya sat back as his hot cum sprayed on to her breasts.
She collapsed beside him and they lay in silence.
He spoke first, thanking her, telling him how wonderful it had been for him. Her arms were aching but the nervousness she had felt earlier had gone.
Tentatively he let a finger touch her breast - running through his cum over her nipple. Her nipple sprang erect to his touch and he gently lubricated it white liquid. When she didn't object he got a little braver and massaged her breast fully with his hand, making it slick and wet. She moved slightly, rolling over, giving him access to the other breast and she lay there, eyes closed, as his hands massaged her heavy breasts.
It felt so good - getting this loving attention that Praveen never had time for. Sandeeps hands were wonderful but when he bent and took a nipple in his mouth she moaned out loud.
Her eyes still closed, she lay back as he took his time, caressing, sucking, nibbling and squeezing. She found herself switching off - her focus entirely on the sensations of her body, both her sensitive nipples and the heat building between her legs.
Sandeep was sucking harder, she was arching her back, pushing her breasts up to meet his lips.
It started slowly, a deep warm sensation and then as Sandeep bit hard on the soft skin between her wet breasts she screamed out as an intense orgasm rocked her body.
She shuddered as she came, writhing in his arms, then lay motionless.
When she opened her eyes he was staring down at her, smiling. She smiled back then pulled his face down to kiss him.
They kissed softly at first then more passionately. She moved into his arms, their bodies together and she was surprised to feel his erection had returned and was pushing against her belly.
She reached down to stroke it once more. In her head she paused, realised she had gone so much further than she had intended to. However she was also acutely aware of the intense heat and wetness between her legs - a sensation she had rarely experienced before.
She froze, excused herself to go to the bathroom. In the bathroom she composed herself. In the mirror she looked flushed, her breasts swollen and marked from his teeth. She ran her fingers over the front of her thong and found the material soaked. She slipped a finger under the material into her wet pussy and moaned involuntarily as she ran it over her hard clit. Most of all she felt like a woman, alive and in control of her own sensations. Sandeep had succeeded in generating a passion and desire in her that Praveen had never done.
She slipped off the thong and returned naked to the bedroom. In her mind she told herself that she could sort her head out tomorrow but right now it was her body controlling her actions.
She paused before she returned to his embrace, both enjoying the sight of each others bodies.
They didn't speak. He lay back, his cock looking even bigger and harder. She straddled him and ran his cock over her wet pussy lips. When he was wet she positioned it and then let her body slide down over his hardness.
He filled her completely, she could feel new sensations as it probed deep inside her.
She felt alive, wild. She licked a finger and started to rub her clit as her lover moved with her. As she did he squeezed hard on her breasts.
Although she had orgasmed minutes earlier she was surprised how quickly she came again, riding his rigid manhood as he pulled at her breasts.
She collapsed in ecstasy assuming he had come too but then surprised to feel him still rigid and moving inside her.
The sensations were wonderful and she didn't object when he pulled out and turned her onto her front. He lifted her on to her knees and she felt him move behind her and then the wonderful sensation of his full length sliding into her wet pussy once more.
This was passion like she had not experienced before. She could hear his balls banging and slapping against her big soft bum as he pumped into her.
She was always very conscious of her bum, aware that it was quite big but Sandeep seemed to like it as his hands moved over her white cheeks.
He was moaning, telling how beautiful her bum was compared to his wife's skinny figure. As he did Manya realised he was touching her, deep between her cheeks. His cock was driving inside her and to his amazement he slipped first one, then two fingers into her ass. To her surprise the sensation was exquisite and instantly she was orgasming again.
She was out of control, waves of pleasure sweeping across her body. His fingers were probing her, stretching her.
She felt him move, his wet cock slid out of her then she felt it nudging between her cheeks.
She couldn't stop him. Guiltily she thought of Praveen and the times she had refused to let him take her in the ass.
Now here she was, her body on fire, aching for this wonderful big cock to enter the deepest part of her. She moaned aloud telling him not to stop.
With one deep movement he thrust into her, filling her. She cried out, then felt him moving, sliding in and out. It felt like his cock was deep in her belly and after the initial pain she relaxed and then moaned as with one deep thrust he emptied his seed into her.
Exhausted they collapsed on the bed. Sandeep cleaned up in the bathroom and when he returned she was asleep.
She woke first. It was daylight, birds twittering outside.
She felt sore but incredibly fulfilled. She felt she was glowing and relived the previous night in her head.
Sandeep lay on his back beside her. He was naked, his big cock lying limply to one side.
Manya looked at clock. 8 a.m. 4 hours to go she smiled as she moved over and gently let her tongue run over the sleeping cock..................
Manya watched as Sandeep waved from the door of his house and then she sat back in the back of the taxi and relaxed.
Last night had been the wildest experience of her life. Although she had agreed to the swapping idea that her husband Praveen had proposed she had major doubts about it. However after she finally overcame her reservations she had enjoyed a night of utmost passion with Sandeep.
She had woken at 8 a.m., sore but satisfied, 4 hours before the time agreed for her to return home.
She had woken Sandeep by gently licking and sucking at his cock, watching it swell and harden. When he was fully awake she continued the motion of her mouth, sucking and pulling until she heard him moan and she felt his hot cum filling her mouth.
He returned the compliment, taking his time to bring her to a climax with his mouth buried between her legs.
They then had breakfast together followed by a long warm shower where they soaped each other and caressed each other. The shower finished with Sandeep lifting her on to his erection and them moving together until they both climaxed noisily.
She smiled as she remembered every detail and remained lost in her thoughts until the taxi delivered her to her home.
Her husband Praveen, of course, had spent the night with Sandeeps wife Geeta.
Praveen seemed glad to see her. They embraced a little awkwardly and both avoided the subject of the previous nights activity until they sat down together after lunch.
Jeffs night had been less successful. Geeta, a beautiful slim blonde, while on the surface very outgoing turned out to be quite restrained. Sex for Praveen had not been the wild adventure he anticipated and her slim model-like body didn't excite him the way Susans more ample curves did.
Manya didn't feel ready to tell him how much she had enjoyed her night so she kept the detail brief but did let him know that she had been pleasantly surprised by it all.
In the weeks that followed Manya thought a lot about her night with Sandeep and the passions and emotions it aroused in her. Her sexual experience she realised was very limited but she had felt that Sandeep had brought out a new side to her.
When Praveen suggested another swapping experience she pretended to be unsure - while inside she was screaming in consent - and after deliberating for a day or two she confirmed to him that she was willing to try again.
Praveen took on the job of finding a new couple to meet. Weeks passed without any news and Manya found herself becoming more and more anxious, longing for the touch of a new man again. She considered contacting Sandeep herself and offering to meet him alone but when she had suggested it to him that day before leaving his house, he reminded her that he loved his wife, and would not cheat behind her back.
Eventually Praveen told her he had set up a meeting with a couple - Sandeep had put him in touch with them. They were a similar age to Praveen and Manya, but lived quite a distance away. This would be their first swapping experience.
The arrangement this time was to meet in a hotel halfway between their homes and, all going well, to stay the night in the hotel.
The journey in the car to the hotel passed mostly in silence with both Praveen and Manya lost in their own thoughts. Manya felt a nervousness building again and doubts creeping in. She wondered how it would be with this man. But deep inside her she felt a growing urge and anticipation of the passion she hoped she would experience.
At the hotel they checked in and found a note waiting for them from the other couple suggesting they meet for a drink before dinner.
Praveen and Manya went to their room, unpacked, showered and dressed.
Manya had chosen her clothes carefully. It was summertime and the evening was warm.
She slid a lace white thong over her thighs and up on to her hips. The material buried itself between the large white globes of her ass and she pulled it up over the neatly trimmed bush of jet black hairs.
She slid on her new pink top. Thin straps over her shoulders supported the thin fabric which stretched to accomodate her 36c breasts, revealing a large amount of cleavage. A white cotton skirt stopping just above her knees completed the oufit.
A small pink bow tied her thick black hair back and she completed her preparations by touching up her lipstick and adding a few squirts of a new perfume.
At the door, Praveen kissed her, and they went downstairs to meet the new couple.
Nishant and Shilpa were different to what Manya had expected - but then she hadn't known what to expect!
Nishant was a little older, maybe 45, slim and starting to go bald. He seemed timid, unsure of himself.
Shilpa on the other hand seemed very confident and hugged them both. She was a heavy woman. Her curly brown hair framed a round smiling face and her loose clothing, Manya guessed, concealed a plump rounded body.
The atmosphere was strained at first as they got to know each other. Manya could tell Praveen was unsure about Shilpa and appeared to be drinking faster than the others. Nishant said little and Manya started to wonder was this a mistake.
As they had dinner the wine helped things loosen up a little and then the moment arrived where they had to decide if they were willing to go ahead.
Shilpa spoke first, saying she was keen to go through with things and Nishant followed suit immediately (Manya guessed that this whole idea was Shilpas) Praveen sat in silence so when Manya nodded her agreement she felt that he had no choice but to agree.
The decision made, they moved into the bar and sat with their new partners and chatted.
There was music coming from the night club in the basement so after a couple of drinks they made their way downstairs.
Shilpa pulled Praveen on to the dance floor and Manya and Nishant watched as they danced - Manya was glad to see that Praveen had warmed up, probably from the drink, and was beginning to enjoy himself.
The music slowed and Praveen held Shilpa in his arms and they started to kiss as they danced. Manya watched as he moved his hands over her broad back and occasionally let them wander to hold her bum through her dress.
Nishant showed no signs of moving so Manya took the initiative and asked him to dance. She held him close as they moved to the music, letting him breathe in her perfume.
One song blended into the next and Manya could see Shilpa and Praveen kissing deeply as they danced.
Again she realised the man in her arms was hesitant to move. She held him closer, kissed his neck, whispered to him to kiss her.
His kiss was awkward at first, tentative but the feeling of his tongue in her mouth encouraged Manya. However she did realise that while last time she had been the timid unsure partner, this time the onus was on her to take the initiative and to guide Nishant through the experience.
As they kissed she started moving her hips, grinding gently against his lower body. She felt him pulling away slightly but her hands moved to his waist and pulled him back against her. To her pleasure she felt his body respond and the gentle movement of her body resulted in a swelling in his trousers. She held herself against him, smiled, then smiled more as she realised he was blushing.
The music finished, but before they parted she ran her hand over the front of his trousers, enjoying the look on his face, but also the realisation that here too was a man with bigger equipment than her husband.
The music was finishing up and Shilpa suggested bringing some drinks up to one of the bedrooms for a nightcap, before they seperated. Nishant seemed obviously relieved at the suggestion - Manya guessed that he wasn't yet ready to take the next step.
In the bedroom Praveen sat in an armchair and after organising a glass of wine for everybody Shilpa sat on his knee. Manya and Nishant sat side by side on the bed.
After a little conversation Shilpa and Praveen started kissing again and Manya and Nishant sat in silence.
Manya moved first again, closer to him, kissed his face then turned his face to meet hers and they began kissing softly, gently.
To her relief he adjusted his position, took her into his arms, and kissed her more forcefully.
They kissed, he stroked her hair while in the background she could hear the others whispering.
Manya turned her head after a while. Praveen was kissing Shilpa as his hand kneaded her large breasts through her top.
Manya smiled, returned to kissing Nishant, then took his hand, placed it on her breasts through her top. It lay there, unmoving for a short while, then slowly he began to let it roam over her cleavage. She encouraged him, pausing to check his state of arousal by running her hand over the front of his pants, tracing the outline of his swollen cock.
Her nipples were erect and as she beacame aroused she slipped a strap off her shoulder, freeing one bare breast to the touch of his hand.
More giggling came from the others. Manya turned to look and Nishant followed her gaze.
Shilpa had her dress open and her bra pulled to one side and Praveen was sucking on her huge heavy breasts. As they watched, his hand which had been roaming over her knees had moved right up over her fleshy thighs and by the look of pleasure on her face was now exploring between her legs.
Manya slid off the second strap letting both breasts fall forward. She cupped them, offering them to Nishants mouth.
Nishant stopped her, simply said "Not here"
Manya nodded, understanding, and slipped her top back in place.
They stood, moved quietly to the door. Manya glanced back, catching one last glimpse of her husband, his face lost in Shilpas cleavage as he slid her panties down over her knees.
Outside Nishant apologised, said things were going too fast. Manya suggested a walk to cool down and to let him settle himself.
They walked through the hotel gardens, dark paths between the trees, lit occasionally by the light of the moon.
After a short walk they stopped, sat together on a bench. They chatted and when Manya judged the moment right she kissed him again.
They kissed awhile then sat, her in his arms, talking.
As they talked Manya gently rubbed him, through his pants. To her relief, he didn't move to stop her and she soon felt him swelling once more.
They kept talking, Manya watching his face as she stroked him, then tentatively opened his pants.
He moaned softly as her cool hands touched him. She moaned too, delighted with his response and with the size of the cock she was stroking.
She kissed his lips and then he clumsily reached to move his hand under her skirt. She stopped him, told him to relax and kissed him again.
She felt him relaxing, increased the pace of her massaging. Then she moved slowly down his body, sliding down to the grass. She slid his pants to his knees then, on her knees, leant forward and kissed the head of his cock.
He moaned again as she started licking, sucking and kissing him. She moved her head in a steady rhythm feeling his big cock sliding in and out of her mouth.
His hands moved to her head, holding her there, as he pushed into her mouth and then without warning she felt him explode, his hot liquid spraying into her mouth.
Manya swallowed hard, then licked him gently as he relaxed.
He took her back into his arms, kissed her.
They walked back towards the hotel. Nishant paused, pointed towards the building. A light was on in one of the rooms and from their position in the shadows they could clearly see Shilpa standing naked at the window. She was heavier than Manya had imagined with huge globes topped by big brown nipples, sagging nearly to her waist. They could just see Praveen behind her, his arms around her waist, a hand moving through the thick bush of hair between her legs.
Manya and Nishant continued back to their room.
In the room they embraced and Manya let Nishant lead her to the bed. She could feel him taking control and offered no resistance as he undressed her. When her thong was removed he spread her legs wide and moved his face between them. Manya let it happen. Felt his tongue lapping at her clit, his teeth nibbling at her flesh, his fingers probing deep inside her.
Her inhibitions disappeared as she relaxed to the touch of her lover and as she encouraged him she felt a feeling of intense heat building inside her.
Her scream could be heard in the next room as she climaxed, her body rocking with pleasure.
She expected him to stop but instead he kept going, sucking, licking, probing. The pleasure was too much and minutes after her first orgasm a second washed over her, followed quickly by a third.
Another first she giggled as she enjoyed the multiple orgasm engulfing her.
Nishant rolled away and went into the bathroom. She heard water running and some minutes later he called her to join him.
She entered to find him naked in the bath, his erection breaking the surface of the water.
He held her hand as she climbed in, then moved under her, letting her sit right down on him and guiding his cock into her as she did.
They stayed joined together for what seemed like hours, kissing, caressing and moving together.
When his cock softened she would squeeze him with the muscles in her vagina back to full hardness. After some time the atmosphere changed his mouth sucking at her breasts more urgent, the gentle movement of his hips more intense.
She started to rub her clit, watching his face as he thrust up into her.
They talked, told each other when they were getting close, waited until the other was close to climax.
Then with rapid movements, water spilling over onto the floor, he literally lifted her up and down on his hardness, waiting until she cried out before he released himeslf inside her.
They held each other, then dried off and she climbed into bed.
He watched her as she slept..before he too succumbed to sleep.
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