01-02-2020, 11:08 PM
Update 17
I waited till we finished dinner and retired to open the topic. Then I mentioned to Preethi that Kumar and Malathy are also joining us in the tour.
Quite unexpectedly, Preethi got mad at me.
"You agreed," she shot back.
"What do you expect? Besides, you can go for the desert safari with Kumar while I can go to Delhi those two days with Malathy as she too has some work at Delhi" I responded.
Her face became pale.
I pressed further, "Come on honey, this was something you yearned for so long," I added fully realizing the other connotation as well.
She remained silent and adamant.
I continued, “Besides, it would have been impolite to tell that they should not join us," I added.
"Anand you are already aware," she started. I responded "What?" not knowing what she meant.
"I can't sleep with Kumar," she added dejectedly, "without having consequences." For a moment I was surprised by her frankness. Then I realized that we were supposed to be still in the open relationship and come up to a point where we discussed these freely.
I understood her nervousness and took her in my arms. Her face was flush red, embarrassed about having to admit her plight. I lightly kissed her lips and whispered, "Yet you would always desire to sleep with him," and after a little thought added, "but worried about some unintended consequences." I very cleverly stopped a fraction longer on the word “unintended”.
She had a nervous smile but I didn't let her feel embarrassed and kissed her passionately. Breaking the kiss she said, "You don't understand."
"Don't worry about the consequences," I interjected.
"Savor the moment!"
"I can't resist his advances Anand," she moaned into my chest.
"I know," I responded very lovingly.
"You don't have to feel embarrassed of admitting your desires," I said very courageously and then playfully added, “After all, you are not going to fall in love with him. Are you?”.
She kissed me really hard, played with my tongue and in between the kiss said, "Never. I love you. I will die if you don’t love me"
Her nervousness had vanished and she seemed to be a little more composed now, given that I almost suggested that she get pregnant from him.
She slid her hand into my pajamas and cupped my erection that was painfully concealed in my underwear. Then pulling out my erection, she gave it a very wicked twist, and breaking the kiss said, "He is just a fuck-mate," looking straight into my eyes. There was no shame as she made this statement.
"You only reserve the very best for your wife," she said tracing my lips with her tongue. She was practically drooling; I gulped lot of her saliva as we shared another open mouthed kiss.
"Your allow her to quench her desires the way she wants," she whispered between her kiss and then bit my lower lip.
I quickly responded, "If he does the job," while my lower lip was still between her teeth. Hearing my prompt response heightened her excitement and she started nibbling on my lower lip.
"He does a magnificent job," she responded breaking the kiss. I quickly moved my hand inside her panty and inserted my middle finger deep into her. It was soaking wet and I could slide it in with almost no effort.
"I can see the idea excites you," I said playing with my thumb.
"Very much," she moaned into my mouth, "More so during my fertile period," she added tactfully. I latched onto her lips and furiously pumped myself in her palm. I moved my other hand behind her and fingered her puckered hole. It was already wet with her secretions flowing from the hole above and I didn't have much difficultly in titillating her there.
"You seem to be a little more interested in my ass," she said sexily.
"Don't get any ideas; I am reserving it"
I couldn’t help but ask, “For whom?”
She seductively said, “My lover, to be given as my present on a special occasion”
She was masturbating me as I probed both of her holes. I had already slid my other finger up her behind up until my knuckle, beyond which I found a little difficult to maneuver. She was breathing heavily as my other had massaged her bud furiously. Pretty soon she was having her orgasm. Towards the end, her rear opening had widened enough for me to see-saw my finger effortlessly. Yet, it was in no way distended to accommodate my member, much less Kumar's.
Recovering from her orgasm, she asked, "You wouldn't mind if I provided exclusive access to Kumar during my fertile periods, do you?"
"If you intend to get impregnated by him then I guess that’s what you should do," I responded without missing a beat. She smiled and kissed me deeply again. Her kisses were much wetter and longer than usual. She straddled me and positioned herself to impale herself.
"You wouldn't mind if I reserved myself exclusively for Kumar on Friday nights?" she playfully asked bobbing up and down.
"Not if you make it up following night and I get to bone Malathy," I replied promptly.
"You devil!" she said.
"Kumar will start capitalizing on my after this starts"
"I know my sweet wife will never leave me unsatisfied," I responded pushing myself deeper into her.
"You can definitely count on that," she replied playfully.
She didn't ride me all the way; instead chose to fellate me. She then gently kneaded my rear-hole for the first time in our life. And then after spending a few minutes sucking, she did something that totally took me with surprise. She wet her middle finger with her saliva and applied a little more pressure to the entrance. She generously applied her saliva to lubricate the entrance, enough to slide her finger in. I squirmed with pleasure as she did this. It was perhaps too much for me and I climaxed in a matter of couple of minutes after she initiated this. I expected her to swallow as she had done several times for Kumar but she didn't. Instead she headed to the bathroom holding it in her mouth. I heard her spitting and washing.
On her return I was stunned when she said, "I would have swallowed every drop of Kumar's," then nonchalantly added, "Part of my mistress duties."
I understood what Malathy meant by Preethi opening out more. Preethi was going all out.
As we slid in bed, snuggled against each other, she whispered, "I have no intention of entering the family way, yet."
"So, I will use a cervical cap and you better keep that stud away from me."
I was utterly surprised and started wondering then why all this hue and cry.
Next few weeks until we flew to India went in similar fashion. Suddenly her sexual libido was back to normal. Each night Preethi would test the limits of my desire and my willingness to surrender my breeding privileges to Kumar. As each day passed it seemed clear to me that although Preethi desired getting impregnated by Kumar, she was unwilling to live it. I also came to know from Malathy that Preethi had spoken over phone with Kumar on quite a few occasions. Malathy said their conversation seems to be hovering over the trip and at times sounded like phone sex! But Preethi did not visit them even once despite my travel during those weeks.
Also during our love making sessions Preethi started openly admitting that she gets excited about mating anyone other than me. She started titillating me saying her black boss is flirting with her. Though I didn’t say anything when she mentioned it, the twitch in my groin was a dead giveaway of my excitement. Saying, “You like it. Don’t you?” she probably took my silence as approval.
Though I never insisted, Malathy kept me updated on her progress in hooking me up with Devi. It seemed Devi was keen. They seemed to be planning on how to take it forward. It did excite me.
The two weeks in India were spent quite passionately as well. Preethi despite being busy with marriage arrangements never neglected my needs; in fact she mated me tirelessly.
Yet after we spoke over a month back she had not met Kumar even once.
We left from Bangalore and reached Agra a little late in the evening after a brief stopover at Delhi where Kumar and Malathy joined us. That was the day before her birthday. Tiredness of the travel and the wedding activity took us over and both of us slept very early leaving Kumar and Malathy for themselves.
Early in the morning around 6:30 if briefly woke up and felt Preethi not there. I did notice the connecting door between our rooms was ajar before dozing off again. I had decided to give her a free reign as Malathy had grilled into my head. I must have been asleep for an hour more when I suddenly felt Preethi sleeping next to me. She was massaging my member, which was sporting a stiff erection now.
I pulled her on top of me and said, “Happy birthday sweet heart!” and took out the pair of ear rings I had hid beneath the pillow. She wasn’t expecting it. It showed on her face. Her eyes misted and she hugged me tightly and kissed me. She had changed to a loose T-shirt over a skirt now. The mangal sutra that she constantly wore during our stay at Bangalore seems to have gone back to the jewelry box. I was surprised she had even removed her engagement ring. Though we Hindus do not follow the custom of wedding ring, during our engagement we exchanged rings. In both our hands these rings remained always. I presumed that she wants to spend this trip without any guilt feel.
“Thank you. I love you so much” she said nuzzling my neck.
“Do you like it?” I asked
She nodded her head in a manner that melts me always. I pulled her up for another passionate kiss. She just didn’t bother about my stale mouth.
Then she sat up straddling me and started wearing them. My hard erection kept poking her bums. “mmm … ask your junior to wait for a while” she whimpered.
“It’s you that woke him up” I said. Looking at me lovingly she wore the ear-rings. Then she pushed hair back fully and displayed the ears rings turning her head both sides.
“Do they look nice on me?” she asked
“Yes”
She leaned forward and grabbed my lips with hers. Then she nibbled my earlobes.
“I thought you got up early” I remarked
Her face reddened as she blushed. Nuzzling further in to my neck and said, “Sleepy head. You were sleeping so long. Aren’t you supposed to take care of your wife? Especially on her birthday,”
“I did get up for a brief while. I didn’t find you. I thought you were off to next room …” I said without any hint of accusation.
A slightly worried look came to her face and then it vanished after looking at me.
"Were you expecting Kumar to fill in for you?" she teased again burying her face down.
"Your choice," I replied pulling her up. She kissed me and forced her tongue deep in my mouth, which I accepted willingly.
"I always need you," she mumbled.
"Who would eat me otherwise?" she teased continuing further she started the sexy talk, "You could use your tongue to prime me for his entry."
Sensing me getting harder she continued, “And then later use it to soothe me after he ravages me," she suggested sexily, chuckling at the thought. Preethi was getting bolder and it seemed she was pushing the boundaries farther each time. We enjoyed our fantasies and sexy talk very much -- in the past couple of months there were hardly any sessions where we never engaged in such foreplay.
Each time she teased me more making her mock humiliation harsher.
"Is it time to prime you or soothe you?" I quickly retorted.
"Neither," was her dry reply.
"He had to make do with a blow job," she added.
"In fact, he just relieved himself in my mouth," she said and kissed me again.
"Why is that?" I asked moving my hand inside her panties.
"Until you are willing to raise his children..." I broke her off and she fiercely kissed me again.
That was the first time she openly admitted her desire to be impregnated by Kumar and sought my approval.
"You are willing aren't you?" she asked sexily.
"How many do you want?" I asked breathlessly as she was rapidly stroking me.
"He has plans to use me as a cow," she breathed.
"Are you up for it?" I teased her.
"Very much!" was her prompt reply.
The sexy talk went on. She was clearly in heat and ensured that I wore a condom before penetrating her.
That day we went sightseeing Agra. Our plan was to spend that whole day in and around Agra. The next day we wanted to see Fatehpur Sikri and then head towards Jaipur. Though I am digressing, I must mention that I was surprised when Preethi cribbed that we didn’t go to Mathura on route from Delhi to Agra as we wanted to save time and drove past it. It seems she had promised her mother during the wedding that she will visit Mathura and offer prayers.
At Jaipur we planned to spend two days of which with more than half of the second day the ladies planned to do shopping. The following day I was supposed to fly to Delhi with Malathy leaving behind Preethi with Kumar. I had to head back to US sooner. So our (mine and Preethi’s) Delhi site seeing was dropped as both of us had seen all the places alone earlier. We were supposed to leave for the US on the day of Preethi’s arrival from Jaipur. Malathy and Kumar wanted to continue in Delhi for couple more days and head south for a week at Kumar’s place before heading back to US.
After we finished seeing Taj Mahal we returned to hotel for lunch. As we were having lunch Preethi and Kumar finished early and left the restaurant. As I was trying to head out, Malathy pulled me to the nearby store that sold marble carvings. We headed back to hotel to leave from there to see Agra fort. As I entered our room Preethi came through the connecting door from Kumar’s room.
She looked worked up. Her hair, which was earlier neatly tied in a braid, was loose. Most of her shirt buttons were open and I noticed that even her bra was unhooked. And I noticed her face, which was bright red and her lips rosy red with some slimy white stuff smeared on her lips. The scene was so sexy that before she could react I pulled her for a kiss and then realized that it was Kumar's semen. Preethi didn't have time to clean up. I didn’t mind and continued my passionate kiss.
"What happened?" I asked.
"I couldn't fend him off," she replied breathlessly.
"Had to relieve him with my mouth," she added.
"Now don't waste time, he flared me up and I need some relief too," she said. I knelt before her as she unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans.
Having satisfied herself completely, she said, "You don't know how much I miss this."
"Even when he shafts you with his majestic equipment?" I asked her as I got up and hugged her.
"Don’t forget. This also gives me immense pleasure” she said brushing her palm over my crotch and then continued, “But I always wish your tongue was there to pleasure me and create enough lubrication”
"Don't you folks engage in foreplay?" I asked curiously.
"We do," she said and then pausing for a moment added, "But that only means me performing fellatio or rimming him."
"He likes it," she reasoned noticing my disapproval.
"Besides," she added, "that helps me delay intercourse until I am well lubricated and sometime it also hastens his ejaculation."
"Funny isn't it?" she asked hugging me tighter.
"With you I need to worry about prolonging the act of intercourse. And with him I need to find ways to shorten it," she teased looking into my eyes as well as rubbing my manhood over my trousers. Its twitch indicated that I was not upset with her statement.
"Let us go," she said and kissed me forcefully and started straightening her dress.
"You are lucky," she said, "He didn't plant a baby in me."
That evening we had a private cake cutting ceremony in the roof top pavilion. Preethi enjoyed the moment and was happy to have celebrated her birthday at Agra. She hugged Kumar and even gave a small peck on his lips. After Kumar stepped out, we tidied up a little and then Preethi quickly whispered to me.
"If you hadn't been around, I could have relieved him"
"You should have warned me then," I quickly retorted.
"Next time," she replied smiling.
I realized she doesn’t bother about spending memorable moments exclusively with me. Thinking about it later I hurt me that she wanted to spend with her preferred lover.
We indulged a little more in foreplay in our room before stepping out for the party. As usual, it was mostly me pleasing her. Although, she did return the favor by taking me in her mouth for a short while; but didn't conclude as it was getting late for the party.
Back at the night party -- singing and dancing -- I noticed that Preethi was extremely social with Kumar. Her nervousness around him had vanished. Preethi was sitting in between both of us and talking freely. But she ensured that everybody there realized that she is my wife. I was nursing an erection ever since we embarked on the sightseeing, this morning. Having relieved Preethi twice, it seemed unfair that I had to suffer.
The party continued for quite a while. I decided to call it a day giving more time for Preethi and Kumar to intermingle. Preethi and Kumar continued partying. Malathy had found a bunch of friends from the US and was busy talking to them and their table was filled with laughter.
I just hung around my room then walked up to the balcony at the corner of the corridor. From the other end of the corridor I saw Preethi and Kumar walking in and entering Kumar’s room. My lewd excitement took over. I quickly went to our room and checked if the connecting door was open. Both sides it was not latched. Also, I found Kumar had not (or probably Preethi had not) put on all but the dimmer overhead light above the bed.
Leaving my room lights off I peeped through our connecting door opening it by a fraction.
"Don't," I heard her say as Kumar pushed her near the bed. I noticed Kumar hugging her from behind as Preethi moaned and leaned back. She then quickly turned and kissed him.
"Anand might wake up and look for me," she whispered
"Let's do it tomorrow," she said, perhaps hinting at another afternoon session.
"Now, please," she pleaded but kissed him very passionately before turning back towards our bathroom presuming Kumar would leave her. I noticed that he didn't and started unbuttoning her shirt.
He turned Preethi around and pulled her for a passionate kiss. Preethi reciprocated but pulled away.
Preethi pleaded, as Kumar pushed to bed, "Please Kumar..."
"Anand might wake up."
"He won't," Kumar assured, lying next to her.
I presumed that he might have tried to drug me and that was perhaps why I felt sleepy immediately after dinner. However, the effect didn't last for long.
"Please Kumar," she again pleaded, "Don't jeopardize my career."
"I am helping you," replied Kumar.
"Trust me there is no other way. You agreed to spread your legs for the boss. I should get my chance before that" he said chuckling.
I was intrigued. But my excitement level didn’t make me think further.
"I don't need your advice on that," retorted Preethi.
"Why are you not listening to me," she said frustrated trying to stop his advances.
"Look," she said sternly, "I know what you want."
"When the time comes," she said, her voice quivered, "you can have as many as you want."
"Three more years," she added.
It seemed to me that there was a clear understanding between Kumar and Preethi regarding this.
"What about our anniversary?" he asked.
"Aren't you itching to tongue my asshole?" he teased her. I guessed that the afternoon session was a hurried one. She responded by kissing him. In the faint light I could see him squeeze her breasts as he kissed her and soon got on top of her. He kissed her breasts and bit her nipple as she groaned in pain. In no time, she slid down and took his penis in her mouth.
"Fuck my mouth," she exhaled.
"Use it as a pussy," she urged him.
"It is my anniversary gift to you!"
I didn't understand what anniversary she was referring to. The very first time she fellated was during the July 4th weekend of 1999 and the second time was during the Millennium New Year celebration. Malathy later on clarified that Preethi made up her mind to accept the proposal on her birthday.
"Are you sure?" he asked in concerned tone.
"Yes," she replied confidently.
I had witnessed last year when Kumar fucked her mouth when I and Malathy peeped from staircase. Now, I had another opportunity to witness him fuck her mouth as he would fuck her pussy. Preethi positioned herself just under him with her legs dangling down the bed. Kumar pinned her hands under his and shoved his penis in her mouth. She had perfectly angled her mouth to ease his penetration with the help of pillow under her head. I witnessed an awesome fucking, although, I could only make out his strokes. He abused her mouth for the next ten minutes. He would alternate with long and deep strokes with rapid strokes, giving her progressively little time to recover. At no time she showed any sign of gagging and neither did she ever request him to stop his onslaught. I only wished I could have witness this in broad day light.
Having satisfied himself, he pulled her up and kissed her passionately.
"That was a splendid gift," he said commending her ability.
"How did you manage it?"
"Talent," was her witty reply. I later learned that she almost skipped her dinner that night in preparation for this act. Preethi perhaps had made up her mind and decided to take this affair to the next level. Only her choice of the day hurt me a little. It even made me jealous.
"Now, it's my turn to give you a gift," he said and suddenly there was silence. Kumar was still on top of her and I noticed in the dim light that he was grinding his crotch against hers. Preethi moaned and I saw her lift her legs to encircle his butt, pulling him even further. They passionately kissed as this dry humping went on.
Kumar lifted himself up and kneeled between her legs, which were spread wide. Not words were exchanged but I noticed that Preethi's hands were busy stroking him gently.
"You are practically drooling," Preethi said as she licked her fingers wet with his precum. She stroked his cock a few times, until it was fairly taught and positioned it at the entrance of her vagina. All of this happened in less than couple of minutes but in my mind I played it several thousand times in slow motion that even today I could vividly recollect the actual sequence of events. Preethi winced as Kumar's penis entered her and soon she was moaning continually. Her grunts grew louder with each stroke; loud enough to be heard in the adjacent room even if I was in the bed. I guessed she knew that I was overhearing them if not seeing them.
He penetrated in that position for a little while and then urged her to lift her legs above his shoulders that would allow for much deeper penetration. With each of his thrust, Preethi grunted and winced in pain but it was evident that she longed for that pain as well. Kumar, for his frail frame, was not only just well-endowed but also much fitter to continue pumping her for not less than twenty-five minutes. Finally, after pleasuring Preethi for over thirty minutes, he collapsed on her.
Catching her breath, she said, "Hopefully, I would have a present for you in nine months!"
"Are you pleased?" she asked him toying with his hair. He didn't respond; having exhausted himself after such a frantic session, it was understandable. As he tried to rollover to her side, she stopped him saying, "Let it soak in a little."
"Impregnating anyone is a pleasure," he responded lazily to her question.
"More so when the lady happens to be gorgeous and someone else's wife," he chuckled. Preethi responded by slapping on his bare bottom playfully.
After a few minutes he lifted himself off her but she didn't let him rollover instead she tugged at him and slid down under him. Kumar instinctively understood and offered his penis for her to suck on. She took his slimy penis in her mouth and deep throated his penis; perhaps sucking every last bit of his semen into her mouth.
Preethi then altered her position to pleasure his anus; Kumar only moaned in response. I presumed she would do it only for a minute or so but she continued on for another five minutes. Hearing Kumar moan, I longed for that experience as well but neither Preethi nor Malathy would ever return that favor.
They quickly wrapped up and Kumar left looking for Malathy after tidying himself. At the door, she gave him a light peck on his lips and grabbing his crotch said, "Although you are a Stud, you would need a few more turns before planting your seed!" She hinted towards a possibility of another session tomorrow night or perhaps in the afternoon.
I waited till we finished dinner and retired to open the topic. Then I mentioned to Preethi that Kumar and Malathy are also joining us in the tour.
Quite unexpectedly, Preethi got mad at me.
"You agreed," she shot back.
"What do you expect? Besides, you can go for the desert safari with Kumar while I can go to Delhi those two days with Malathy as she too has some work at Delhi" I responded.
Her face became pale.
I pressed further, "Come on honey, this was something you yearned for so long," I added fully realizing the other connotation as well.
She remained silent and adamant.
I continued, “Besides, it would have been impolite to tell that they should not join us," I added.
"Anand you are already aware," she started. I responded "What?" not knowing what she meant.
"I can't sleep with Kumar," she added dejectedly, "without having consequences." For a moment I was surprised by her frankness. Then I realized that we were supposed to be still in the open relationship and come up to a point where we discussed these freely.
I understood her nervousness and took her in my arms. Her face was flush red, embarrassed about having to admit her plight. I lightly kissed her lips and whispered, "Yet you would always desire to sleep with him," and after a little thought added, "but worried about some unintended consequences." I very cleverly stopped a fraction longer on the word “unintended”.
She had a nervous smile but I didn't let her feel embarrassed and kissed her passionately. Breaking the kiss she said, "You don't understand."
"Don't worry about the consequences," I interjected.
"Savor the moment!"
"I can't resist his advances Anand," she moaned into my chest.
"I know," I responded very lovingly.
"You don't have to feel embarrassed of admitting your desires," I said very courageously and then playfully added, “After all, you are not going to fall in love with him. Are you?”.
She kissed me really hard, played with my tongue and in between the kiss said, "Never. I love you. I will die if you don’t love me"
Her nervousness had vanished and she seemed to be a little more composed now, given that I almost suggested that she get pregnant from him.
She slid her hand into my pajamas and cupped my erection that was painfully concealed in my underwear. Then pulling out my erection, she gave it a very wicked twist, and breaking the kiss said, "He is just a fuck-mate," looking straight into my eyes. There was no shame as she made this statement.
"You only reserve the very best for your wife," she said tracing my lips with her tongue. She was practically drooling; I gulped lot of her saliva as we shared another open mouthed kiss.
"Your allow her to quench her desires the way she wants," she whispered between her kiss and then bit my lower lip.
I quickly responded, "If he does the job," while my lower lip was still between her teeth. Hearing my prompt response heightened her excitement and she started nibbling on my lower lip.
"He does a magnificent job," she responded breaking the kiss. I quickly moved my hand inside her panty and inserted my middle finger deep into her. It was soaking wet and I could slide it in with almost no effort.
"I can see the idea excites you," I said playing with my thumb.
"Very much," she moaned into my mouth, "More so during my fertile period," she added tactfully. I latched onto her lips and furiously pumped myself in her palm. I moved my other hand behind her and fingered her puckered hole. It was already wet with her secretions flowing from the hole above and I didn't have much difficultly in titillating her there.
"You seem to be a little more interested in my ass," she said sexily.
"Don't get any ideas; I am reserving it"
I couldn’t help but ask, “For whom?”
She seductively said, “My lover, to be given as my present on a special occasion”
She was masturbating me as I probed both of her holes. I had already slid my other finger up her behind up until my knuckle, beyond which I found a little difficult to maneuver. She was breathing heavily as my other had massaged her bud furiously. Pretty soon she was having her orgasm. Towards the end, her rear opening had widened enough for me to see-saw my finger effortlessly. Yet, it was in no way distended to accommodate my member, much less Kumar's.
Recovering from her orgasm, she asked, "You wouldn't mind if I provided exclusive access to Kumar during my fertile periods, do you?"
"If you intend to get impregnated by him then I guess that’s what you should do," I responded without missing a beat. She smiled and kissed me deeply again. Her kisses were much wetter and longer than usual. She straddled me and positioned herself to impale herself.
"You wouldn't mind if I reserved myself exclusively for Kumar on Friday nights?" she playfully asked bobbing up and down.
"Not if you make it up following night and I get to bone Malathy," I replied promptly.
"You devil!" she said.
"Kumar will start capitalizing on my after this starts"
"I know my sweet wife will never leave me unsatisfied," I responded pushing myself deeper into her.
"You can definitely count on that," she replied playfully.
She didn't ride me all the way; instead chose to fellate me. She then gently kneaded my rear-hole for the first time in our life. And then after spending a few minutes sucking, she did something that totally took me with surprise. She wet her middle finger with her saliva and applied a little more pressure to the entrance. She generously applied her saliva to lubricate the entrance, enough to slide her finger in. I squirmed with pleasure as she did this. It was perhaps too much for me and I climaxed in a matter of couple of minutes after she initiated this. I expected her to swallow as she had done several times for Kumar but she didn't. Instead she headed to the bathroom holding it in her mouth. I heard her spitting and washing.
On her return I was stunned when she said, "I would have swallowed every drop of Kumar's," then nonchalantly added, "Part of my mistress duties."
I understood what Malathy meant by Preethi opening out more. Preethi was going all out.
As we slid in bed, snuggled against each other, she whispered, "I have no intention of entering the family way, yet."
"So, I will use a cervical cap and you better keep that stud away from me."
I was utterly surprised and started wondering then why all this hue and cry.
Next few weeks until we flew to India went in similar fashion. Suddenly her sexual libido was back to normal. Each night Preethi would test the limits of my desire and my willingness to surrender my breeding privileges to Kumar. As each day passed it seemed clear to me that although Preethi desired getting impregnated by Kumar, she was unwilling to live it. I also came to know from Malathy that Preethi had spoken over phone with Kumar on quite a few occasions. Malathy said their conversation seems to be hovering over the trip and at times sounded like phone sex! But Preethi did not visit them even once despite my travel during those weeks.
Also during our love making sessions Preethi started openly admitting that she gets excited about mating anyone other than me. She started titillating me saying her black boss is flirting with her. Though I didn’t say anything when she mentioned it, the twitch in my groin was a dead giveaway of my excitement. Saying, “You like it. Don’t you?” she probably took my silence as approval.
Though I never insisted, Malathy kept me updated on her progress in hooking me up with Devi. It seemed Devi was keen. They seemed to be planning on how to take it forward. It did excite me.
The two weeks in India were spent quite passionately as well. Preethi despite being busy with marriage arrangements never neglected my needs; in fact she mated me tirelessly.
Yet after we spoke over a month back she had not met Kumar even once.
We left from Bangalore and reached Agra a little late in the evening after a brief stopover at Delhi where Kumar and Malathy joined us. That was the day before her birthday. Tiredness of the travel and the wedding activity took us over and both of us slept very early leaving Kumar and Malathy for themselves.
Early in the morning around 6:30 if briefly woke up and felt Preethi not there. I did notice the connecting door between our rooms was ajar before dozing off again. I had decided to give her a free reign as Malathy had grilled into my head. I must have been asleep for an hour more when I suddenly felt Preethi sleeping next to me. She was massaging my member, which was sporting a stiff erection now.
I pulled her on top of me and said, “Happy birthday sweet heart!” and took out the pair of ear rings I had hid beneath the pillow. She wasn’t expecting it. It showed on her face. Her eyes misted and she hugged me tightly and kissed me. She had changed to a loose T-shirt over a skirt now. The mangal sutra that she constantly wore during our stay at Bangalore seems to have gone back to the jewelry box. I was surprised she had even removed her engagement ring. Though we Hindus do not follow the custom of wedding ring, during our engagement we exchanged rings. In both our hands these rings remained always. I presumed that she wants to spend this trip without any guilt feel.
“Thank you. I love you so much” she said nuzzling my neck.
“Do you like it?” I asked
She nodded her head in a manner that melts me always. I pulled her up for another passionate kiss. She just didn’t bother about my stale mouth.
Then she sat up straddling me and started wearing them. My hard erection kept poking her bums. “mmm … ask your junior to wait for a while” she whimpered.
“It’s you that woke him up” I said. Looking at me lovingly she wore the ear-rings. Then she pushed hair back fully and displayed the ears rings turning her head both sides.
“Do they look nice on me?” she asked
“Yes”
She leaned forward and grabbed my lips with hers. Then she nibbled my earlobes.
“I thought you got up early” I remarked
Her face reddened as she blushed. Nuzzling further in to my neck and said, “Sleepy head. You were sleeping so long. Aren’t you supposed to take care of your wife? Especially on her birthday,”
“I did get up for a brief while. I didn’t find you. I thought you were off to next room …” I said without any hint of accusation.
A slightly worried look came to her face and then it vanished after looking at me.
"Were you expecting Kumar to fill in for you?" she teased again burying her face down.
"Your choice," I replied pulling her up. She kissed me and forced her tongue deep in my mouth, which I accepted willingly.
"I always need you," she mumbled.
"Who would eat me otherwise?" she teased continuing further she started the sexy talk, "You could use your tongue to prime me for his entry."
Sensing me getting harder she continued, “And then later use it to soothe me after he ravages me," she suggested sexily, chuckling at the thought. Preethi was getting bolder and it seemed she was pushing the boundaries farther each time. We enjoyed our fantasies and sexy talk very much -- in the past couple of months there were hardly any sessions where we never engaged in such foreplay.
Each time she teased me more making her mock humiliation harsher.
"Is it time to prime you or soothe you?" I quickly retorted.
"Neither," was her dry reply.
"He had to make do with a blow job," she added.
"In fact, he just relieved himself in my mouth," she said and kissed me again.
"Why is that?" I asked moving my hand inside her panties.
"Until you are willing to raise his children..." I broke her off and she fiercely kissed me again.
That was the first time she openly admitted her desire to be impregnated by Kumar and sought my approval.
"You are willing aren't you?" she asked sexily.
"How many do you want?" I asked breathlessly as she was rapidly stroking me.
"He has plans to use me as a cow," she breathed.
"Are you up for it?" I teased her.
"Very much!" was her prompt reply.
The sexy talk went on. She was clearly in heat and ensured that I wore a condom before penetrating her.
That day we went sightseeing Agra. Our plan was to spend that whole day in and around Agra. The next day we wanted to see Fatehpur Sikri and then head towards Jaipur. Though I am digressing, I must mention that I was surprised when Preethi cribbed that we didn’t go to Mathura on route from Delhi to Agra as we wanted to save time and drove past it. It seems she had promised her mother during the wedding that she will visit Mathura and offer prayers.
At Jaipur we planned to spend two days of which with more than half of the second day the ladies planned to do shopping. The following day I was supposed to fly to Delhi with Malathy leaving behind Preethi with Kumar. I had to head back to US sooner. So our (mine and Preethi’s) Delhi site seeing was dropped as both of us had seen all the places alone earlier. We were supposed to leave for the US on the day of Preethi’s arrival from Jaipur. Malathy and Kumar wanted to continue in Delhi for couple more days and head south for a week at Kumar’s place before heading back to US.
After we finished seeing Taj Mahal we returned to hotel for lunch. As we were having lunch Preethi and Kumar finished early and left the restaurant. As I was trying to head out, Malathy pulled me to the nearby store that sold marble carvings. We headed back to hotel to leave from there to see Agra fort. As I entered our room Preethi came through the connecting door from Kumar’s room.
She looked worked up. Her hair, which was earlier neatly tied in a braid, was loose. Most of her shirt buttons were open and I noticed that even her bra was unhooked. And I noticed her face, which was bright red and her lips rosy red with some slimy white stuff smeared on her lips. The scene was so sexy that before she could react I pulled her for a kiss and then realized that it was Kumar's semen. Preethi didn't have time to clean up. I didn’t mind and continued my passionate kiss.
"What happened?" I asked.
"I couldn't fend him off," she replied breathlessly.
"Had to relieve him with my mouth," she added.
"Now don't waste time, he flared me up and I need some relief too," she said. I knelt before her as she unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans.
Having satisfied herself completely, she said, "You don't know how much I miss this."
"Even when he shafts you with his majestic equipment?" I asked her as I got up and hugged her.
"Don’t forget. This also gives me immense pleasure” she said brushing her palm over my crotch and then continued, “But I always wish your tongue was there to pleasure me and create enough lubrication”
"Don't you folks engage in foreplay?" I asked curiously.
"We do," she said and then pausing for a moment added, "But that only means me performing fellatio or rimming him."
"He likes it," she reasoned noticing my disapproval.
"Besides," she added, "that helps me delay intercourse until I am well lubricated and sometime it also hastens his ejaculation."
"Funny isn't it?" she asked hugging me tighter.
"With you I need to worry about prolonging the act of intercourse. And with him I need to find ways to shorten it," she teased looking into my eyes as well as rubbing my manhood over my trousers. Its twitch indicated that I was not upset with her statement.
"Let us go," she said and kissed me forcefully and started straightening her dress.
"You are lucky," she said, "He didn't plant a baby in me."
That evening we had a private cake cutting ceremony in the roof top pavilion. Preethi enjoyed the moment and was happy to have celebrated her birthday at Agra. She hugged Kumar and even gave a small peck on his lips. After Kumar stepped out, we tidied up a little and then Preethi quickly whispered to me.
"If you hadn't been around, I could have relieved him"
"You should have warned me then," I quickly retorted.
"Next time," she replied smiling.
I realized she doesn’t bother about spending memorable moments exclusively with me. Thinking about it later I hurt me that she wanted to spend with her preferred lover.
We indulged a little more in foreplay in our room before stepping out for the party. As usual, it was mostly me pleasing her. Although, she did return the favor by taking me in her mouth for a short while; but didn't conclude as it was getting late for the party.
Back at the night party -- singing and dancing -- I noticed that Preethi was extremely social with Kumar. Her nervousness around him had vanished. Preethi was sitting in between both of us and talking freely. But she ensured that everybody there realized that she is my wife. I was nursing an erection ever since we embarked on the sightseeing, this morning. Having relieved Preethi twice, it seemed unfair that I had to suffer.
The party continued for quite a while. I decided to call it a day giving more time for Preethi and Kumar to intermingle. Preethi and Kumar continued partying. Malathy had found a bunch of friends from the US and was busy talking to them and their table was filled with laughter.
I just hung around my room then walked up to the balcony at the corner of the corridor. From the other end of the corridor I saw Preethi and Kumar walking in and entering Kumar’s room. My lewd excitement took over. I quickly went to our room and checked if the connecting door was open. Both sides it was not latched. Also, I found Kumar had not (or probably Preethi had not) put on all but the dimmer overhead light above the bed.
Leaving my room lights off I peeped through our connecting door opening it by a fraction.
"Don't," I heard her say as Kumar pushed her near the bed. I noticed Kumar hugging her from behind as Preethi moaned and leaned back. She then quickly turned and kissed him.
"Anand might wake up and look for me," she whispered
"Let's do it tomorrow," she said, perhaps hinting at another afternoon session.
"Now, please," she pleaded but kissed him very passionately before turning back towards our bathroom presuming Kumar would leave her. I noticed that he didn't and started unbuttoning her shirt.
He turned Preethi around and pulled her for a passionate kiss. Preethi reciprocated but pulled away.
Preethi pleaded, as Kumar pushed to bed, "Please Kumar..."
"Anand might wake up."
"He won't," Kumar assured, lying next to her.
I presumed that he might have tried to drug me and that was perhaps why I felt sleepy immediately after dinner. However, the effect didn't last for long.
"Please Kumar," she again pleaded, "Don't jeopardize my career."
"I am helping you," replied Kumar.
"Trust me there is no other way. You agreed to spread your legs for the boss. I should get my chance before that" he said chuckling.
I was intrigued. But my excitement level didn’t make me think further.
"I don't need your advice on that," retorted Preethi.
"Why are you not listening to me," she said frustrated trying to stop his advances.
"Look," she said sternly, "I know what you want."
"When the time comes," she said, her voice quivered, "you can have as many as you want."
"Three more years," she added.
It seemed to me that there was a clear understanding between Kumar and Preethi regarding this.
"What about our anniversary?" he asked.
"Aren't you itching to tongue my asshole?" he teased her. I guessed that the afternoon session was a hurried one. She responded by kissing him. In the faint light I could see him squeeze her breasts as he kissed her and soon got on top of her. He kissed her breasts and bit her nipple as she groaned in pain. In no time, she slid down and took his penis in her mouth.
"Fuck my mouth," she exhaled.
"Use it as a pussy," she urged him.
"It is my anniversary gift to you!"
I didn't understand what anniversary she was referring to. The very first time she fellated was during the July 4th weekend of 1999 and the second time was during the Millennium New Year celebration. Malathy later on clarified that Preethi made up her mind to accept the proposal on her birthday.
"Are you sure?" he asked in concerned tone.
"Yes," she replied confidently.
I had witnessed last year when Kumar fucked her mouth when I and Malathy peeped from staircase. Now, I had another opportunity to witness him fuck her mouth as he would fuck her pussy. Preethi positioned herself just under him with her legs dangling down the bed. Kumar pinned her hands under his and shoved his penis in her mouth. She had perfectly angled her mouth to ease his penetration with the help of pillow under her head. I witnessed an awesome fucking, although, I could only make out his strokes. He abused her mouth for the next ten minutes. He would alternate with long and deep strokes with rapid strokes, giving her progressively little time to recover. At no time she showed any sign of gagging and neither did she ever request him to stop his onslaught. I only wished I could have witness this in broad day light.
Having satisfied himself, he pulled her up and kissed her passionately.
"That was a splendid gift," he said commending her ability.
"How did you manage it?"
"Talent," was her witty reply. I later learned that she almost skipped her dinner that night in preparation for this act. Preethi perhaps had made up her mind and decided to take this affair to the next level. Only her choice of the day hurt me a little. It even made me jealous.
"Now, it's my turn to give you a gift," he said and suddenly there was silence. Kumar was still on top of her and I noticed in the dim light that he was grinding his crotch against hers. Preethi moaned and I saw her lift her legs to encircle his butt, pulling him even further. They passionately kissed as this dry humping went on.
Kumar lifted himself up and kneeled between her legs, which were spread wide. Not words were exchanged but I noticed that Preethi's hands were busy stroking him gently.
"You are practically drooling," Preethi said as she licked her fingers wet with his precum. She stroked his cock a few times, until it was fairly taught and positioned it at the entrance of her vagina. All of this happened in less than couple of minutes but in my mind I played it several thousand times in slow motion that even today I could vividly recollect the actual sequence of events. Preethi winced as Kumar's penis entered her and soon she was moaning continually. Her grunts grew louder with each stroke; loud enough to be heard in the adjacent room even if I was in the bed. I guessed she knew that I was overhearing them if not seeing them.
He penetrated in that position for a little while and then urged her to lift her legs above his shoulders that would allow for much deeper penetration. With each of his thrust, Preethi grunted and winced in pain but it was evident that she longed for that pain as well. Kumar, for his frail frame, was not only just well-endowed but also much fitter to continue pumping her for not less than twenty-five minutes. Finally, after pleasuring Preethi for over thirty minutes, he collapsed on her.
Catching her breath, she said, "Hopefully, I would have a present for you in nine months!"
"Are you pleased?" she asked him toying with his hair. He didn't respond; having exhausted himself after such a frantic session, it was understandable. As he tried to rollover to her side, she stopped him saying, "Let it soak in a little."
"Impregnating anyone is a pleasure," he responded lazily to her question.
"More so when the lady happens to be gorgeous and someone else's wife," he chuckled. Preethi responded by slapping on his bare bottom playfully.
After a few minutes he lifted himself off her but she didn't let him rollover instead she tugged at him and slid down under him. Kumar instinctively understood and offered his penis for her to suck on. She took his slimy penis in her mouth and deep throated his penis; perhaps sucking every last bit of his semen into her mouth.
Preethi then altered her position to pleasure his anus; Kumar only moaned in response. I presumed she would do it only for a minute or so but she continued on for another five minutes. Hearing Kumar moan, I longed for that experience as well but neither Preethi nor Malathy would ever return that favor.
They quickly wrapped up and Kumar left looking for Malathy after tidying himself. At the door, she gave him a light peck on his lips and grabbing his crotch said, "Although you are a Stud, you would need a few more turns before planting your seed!" She hinted towards a possibility of another session tomorrow night or perhaps in the afternoon.
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