25-02-2019, 03:45 PM
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“Yes. So? Does it make my cunt juice less tastier?” I asked her.
She smiled, shook her head and buried head in cunt folds.
Then I returned the favour.
I remember a vague feeling of guilt arising and I squashed it. Does this come under infidelity? I told myself it didn’t since I was not getting fucked by a cock.
I don’t know when we slept finally. I was the first to wake up next morning. For few seconds, I was dazed. I didn’t know where I was. I was sucking her tit and my fingers were buried in her cunt. I tried to remove fingers, she clamped her thighs tighter.
“Hmmmm. Darling, Sweta, let us sleep little longer” she murmured and hugged me tighter.
I shook her up and told her the time and we hurried up, dressed and brushed and combed our hair and made ourselves presentable.
“Lucky we didn’t bite each other on faces, bites on boobs and cunt are concealed” she whispered in my language as were alighting at station. I glared at her.
Bank arranged two Innovas to take us to the Hotel. We were seated in the last seats. Employees of our bank from other branches occupied other seats.
“So why didn’t Rajesh fuck you?” she asked me loud, in our language.
I was stunned and pinched her thigh hard and whispered under my breath “Are you mad?”.
“Don’t worry, no one can understand our language, I already checked” she assured me. I looked around, no one seemed shocked, they were talking to each other.
“We want to fuck only after our marriage. It is only 3 months away” I told her in a low voice.
“Hmm, but you did oral? How is his cock?” she asked enthusiastically.
“What the hell? She is also my lover” I thought and told her what all we did.
They gave us a room in the Hotel. Next five days passed quite fast. We were like a horny couple on a honey moon, waiting for and seizing every opportunity to kiss, suck and lick. We didn’t even go to dine in restaurant but ordered room service. She seemed insatiable. I was also addicted to the taste of her milk and cunt juice.
Rajesh used to call and we used to talk while she was licking my cunt or sucking tits. I had to use all my willpower not to moan, scream or pant as Pratusha drove me up the wall…. and she enjoyed my torture. From second day, she would wait for Rajesh’s call and then would pounce on me. I begged her to complete all sucking, licking before he called. She refused, she said that I was horniest and poured juice by buckets when talking to him.
Rajesh could make out that I was not hundred percent with him and was distracted. He asked what was the matter I just told that I was working on seminar and not to mind my preoccupation. Then I would recall our exciting fun studded memories and would pour out into the hungry mouth of Pratusha. Then, of course, I could moan, grunt and scream and explain to Rajesh that I was masturbating.
As I lay panting, he exclaimed “ Wow, darling, that was fantastic, I kept pumping to keep up with you, why are you so horny?”
I replied, “Muaaahh, dear, your cock shape and size is enough to make any cunt and mouth wet”
Pratusha drove me crazy with all her new experiments, she would push tit into my cunt and squeeze milk or rub her wet cunt on my forehead and eyes or on my tits … all this while I was talking to Rajesh. She would spread honey on my cunt and lick, she would ask for salad from Room service and dip pieces of carrot or cucumber in my cunt juice and would eat. I could lick her cunt but was reluctant to eat like her. I was amazed and curious to know where she got those ideas from.
“Don’t you read stories in ISS? You get all kinky ideas” she told me.
Before I realized it was Friday evening and Rajesh landed up. I reluctantly gave a hug and kiss to Pratusha and told her I would miss her and shifted to his room.
Next day morning all my colleagues including Pratusha were leaving for Ooty. I told my Boss that I and Rajesh would come separately and would meet them on Monday morning at the hotel for return journey.
At night around 10 PM, room phone rang. I was sucking Rajesh’s cock, I took it out and said “Hello”.
Rajesh moaned.
“Listen Swati, can I come with you? I will not disturb you, promise” Pratusha said.
“I don’t think it is a good idea. Rajesh won’t like it” I replied.
“Please, darling. Convince him. I am the only lady among all those horny men. Normally I don’t mind, but my milk Tits are bothering me. Where will I find time and place to keep squeezing milk? They become hard like stones and will be painful and if milk leaks out it would be embarrassing. Daily you drink your milk quota. I won’t bother you “ she pleaded.
Reluctantly I agreed.
“Thanks darling. After you started sucking I have become a Jersey cow, I don’t know how many liters my yield is “she joked and put down the phone.
Rajesh grumbled but agreed I knew he would, he is such a gallant, chivalrous man…………….
……………………….Next day we went to Ooty, went for sightseeing and it was fabulous. Air conditioned climate and greenery was breathtakingly beautiful. Pratusha kept her word. She was following us at a distance. After I sucked her milk in the morning and in a rest room after several hours, she didn’t trouble me.
By the time we returned in the evening, we were dead tired. She collapsed in the sofa in her room and as we turned to leave, she said” Swati, Rajesh, thanks for the outing. Please give me company. I feel like having a peg or two, it is so cold”.
“I don’t drink. Rajesh drinks occasionally. I will have orange juice” I said and sat in another sofa.
Rajesh looked daggers at me. He was very horny, as I kept pressing and rubbing my boob on his elbow whole day and was feeling his warm cock above trousers.
“Ok, one small drink to give you company” he said and sat beside me.
“Wonderful” she said and spoke to Room service to send one bottle of Scotch whisky and orange juice and snacks.
We looked at each other.
“Pratusha, why did you order a bottle? I will have only one peg” Rajesh said.
“Don’t worry, I will take it home” she told and went inside and changed into a tight top and figure hugging leggings. Rajesh gaped at her tempting cleavage and looked away hurriedly.
Waiter knocked and entered. He arranged neatly bottle, glasses and snacks and left.
She bent forward and poured whisky into glasses. It was impossible not to look at her cleavage and milk white boobs.
“Say when” she asked Rajesh, he told her to stop after she poured about a large peg. Then she poured for herself a Patiala peg. She added soda and ice and said “ Cheers. To your glorious, fabulous love and marriage.”
We said “Cheers” and sipped our drinks and our jaws dropped as she lifted her glass and finished in one gulp and poured second Patiala peg.
I tried to stop her ”Pratusha, what are you doing? Go little slow” I pleaded.
“No worries. It is ages since I tasted such good scotch” she said as she was mixing soda and adding ice cubes.
“Ages? You told me few days back that you and Ajay were stoned few days back after getting sozzled in sea of whisky” I asked.
“Shoo..so..why can’t I drink wis..whisshhkky now?” she asked as she downed her second peg. Her words getting slurred and her eyes were not focusing.
Rajesh finished his drink fast, “Ok, good night, Pratusha, take care, lock your door after we go” he said and got up. I also got up.
“Rajeshhh..dearrr.. angry? Come on, shpend some more time, have one more..” she said, she was high.
“Thanks but we have to go. Come ,Sweta” he said and turned to go, I followed him.
She got up unsteadily and extended a hand” Ok, darrlllinnggss… gooood nighhhht” she said and wobbled.
Rajesh moved quite fast like a lightening and grabbed her as she was collapsing. His hand gripped one boob and another her waist and as I helped him to prop her gently in sofa, he hissed at me” You and your good Samaritan deeds, see where it landed you? Now we have to baby sit for this slut”
She giggled in a singsong voice like drunkards do. “ Rajeshhhh, darrllinngg.. don’t shhhout at Shweeeta..sorry Swhaatii..she is very goooood girl, not shlut…” she told in a slurry voice.
Rajesh ran his hand through his hair and looked at me.
“What shall we do? Can we leave her in this state? Whole hotel staff will fuck her inside out and she will not even know” he said worried.
“Let us deposit her on her bed and quietly leave. She will sleep it off. If she gets fucked, it is their luck” I said and passed my arm under her armpit and pulled her. Rajesh held her hand and pulled. Together we half carried , half dragged her to her bed. If she did purposely, I don’t know, she kept rubbing her tit on his biceps all the time.
We gently made her lie on bed and covered her with blanket and as we turned to leave, she grabbed my hand.
“Shwaatii, pishhh…I need to pisshhh.. urgent…pleashhhh” she pleaded.
I sighed and took out bed cover and pulled her up. I ignored angry glares of Rajesh. I can’t very well leave her to piss in bed and have hotel staff complain to my Boss. He pulled her from other side and we half carried her to bathroom.
“I can’t come in, you manage” he said and left her at the bathroom door. She started to slide and grabbed at his cock which was already full erect by her warm boobs massages. Again he hurriedly grabbed her.
I acted as if I didn’t see as he gently released her grip on his cock.
“I can’t manage on my own, you come in and close eyes if you want to. Anyway what is the big deal? you have seen me pissing many times” I told him and together we took her near to commode.
“You hold her from behind, I will pull her leggings. Don’t try to back out, I know your cock is poking her buttocks, It is OK” I told him, since all of us speak same language, I could not tell him secretly.
“Yesssshh, darrlllinngg,, poke me..fuck me…..” Pratusha mumbled.
I pulled her leggings to her ankles. “Now lift her up” I told him.
He could not lift her up without squeezing tits and poking his hard cock in her buttocks. I removed leggings and pulled her panty. I thought I could make her pee with panty pulled down to knees. She was not sober and kept sliding, so I removed her panty also.
I made her sit on loo and asked her to piss. She was not lying. She let out a golden jet with so much force like a tap and kept pouring and pouring.
She smiled, shook her head and buried head in cunt folds.
Then I returned the favour.
I remember a vague feeling of guilt arising and I squashed it. Does this come under infidelity? I told myself it didn’t since I was not getting fucked by a cock.
I don’t know when we slept finally. I was the first to wake up next morning. For few seconds, I was dazed. I didn’t know where I was. I was sucking her tit and my fingers were buried in her cunt. I tried to remove fingers, she clamped her thighs tighter.
“Hmmmm. Darling, Sweta, let us sleep little longer” she murmured and hugged me tighter.
I shook her up and told her the time and we hurried up, dressed and brushed and combed our hair and made ourselves presentable.
“Lucky we didn’t bite each other on faces, bites on boobs and cunt are concealed” she whispered in my language as were alighting at station. I glared at her.
Bank arranged two Innovas to take us to the Hotel. We were seated in the last seats. Employees of our bank from other branches occupied other seats.
“So why didn’t Rajesh fuck you?” she asked me loud, in our language.
I was stunned and pinched her thigh hard and whispered under my breath “Are you mad?”.
“Don’t worry, no one can understand our language, I already checked” she assured me. I looked around, no one seemed shocked, they were talking to each other.
“We want to fuck only after our marriage. It is only 3 months away” I told her in a low voice.
“Hmm, but you did oral? How is his cock?” she asked enthusiastically.
“What the hell? She is also my lover” I thought and told her what all we did.
They gave us a room in the Hotel. Next five days passed quite fast. We were like a horny couple on a honey moon, waiting for and seizing every opportunity to kiss, suck and lick. We didn’t even go to dine in restaurant but ordered room service. She seemed insatiable. I was also addicted to the taste of her milk and cunt juice.
Rajesh used to call and we used to talk while she was licking my cunt or sucking tits. I had to use all my willpower not to moan, scream or pant as Pratusha drove me up the wall…. and she enjoyed my torture. From second day, she would wait for Rajesh’s call and then would pounce on me. I begged her to complete all sucking, licking before he called. She refused, she said that I was horniest and poured juice by buckets when talking to him.
Rajesh could make out that I was not hundred percent with him and was distracted. He asked what was the matter I just told that I was working on seminar and not to mind my preoccupation. Then I would recall our exciting fun studded memories and would pour out into the hungry mouth of Pratusha. Then, of course, I could moan, grunt and scream and explain to Rajesh that I was masturbating.
As I lay panting, he exclaimed “ Wow, darling, that was fantastic, I kept pumping to keep up with you, why are you so horny?”
I replied, “Muaaahh, dear, your cock shape and size is enough to make any cunt and mouth wet”
Pratusha drove me crazy with all her new experiments, she would push tit into my cunt and squeeze milk or rub her wet cunt on my forehead and eyes or on my tits … all this while I was talking to Rajesh. She would spread honey on my cunt and lick, she would ask for salad from Room service and dip pieces of carrot or cucumber in my cunt juice and would eat. I could lick her cunt but was reluctant to eat like her. I was amazed and curious to know where she got those ideas from.
“Don’t you read stories in ISS? You get all kinky ideas” she told me.
Before I realized it was Friday evening and Rajesh landed up. I reluctantly gave a hug and kiss to Pratusha and told her I would miss her and shifted to his room.
Next day morning all my colleagues including Pratusha were leaving for Ooty. I told my Boss that I and Rajesh would come separately and would meet them on Monday morning at the hotel for return journey.
At night around 10 PM, room phone rang. I was sucking Rajesh’s cock, I took it out and said “Hello”.
Rajesh moaned.
“Listen Swati, can I come with you? I will not disturb you, promise” Pratusha said.
“I don’t think it is a good idea. Rajesh won’t like it” I replied.
“Please, darling. Convince him. I am the only lady among all those horny men. Normally I don’t mind, but my milk Tits are bothering me. Where will I find time and place to keep squeezing milk? They become hard like stones and will be painful and if milk leaks out it would be embarrassing. Daily you drink your milk quota. I won’t bother you “ she pleaded.
Reluctantly I agreed.
“Thanks darling. After you started sucking I have become a Jersey cow, I don’t know how many liters my yield is “she joked and put down the phone.
Rajesh grumbled but agreed I knew he would, he is such a gallant, chivalrous man…………….
……………………….Next day we went to Ooty, went for sightseeing and it was fabulous. Air conditioned climate and greenery was breathtakingly beautiful. Pratusha kept her word. She was following us at a distance. After I sucked her milk in the morning and in a rest room after several hours, she didn’t trouble me.
By the time we returned in the evening, we were dead tired. She collapsed in the sofa in her room and as we turned to leave, she said” Swati, Rajesh, thanks for the outing. Please give me company. I feel like having a peg or two, it is so cold”.
“I don’t drink. Rajesh drinks occasionally. I will have orange juice” I said and sat in another sofa.
Rajesh looked daggers at me. He was very horny, as I kept pressing and rubbing my boob on his elbow whole day and was feeling his warm cock above trousers.
“Ok, one small drink to give you company” he said and sat beside me.
“Wonderful” she said and spoke to Room service to send one bottle of Scotch whisky and orange juice and snacks.
We looked at each other.
“Pratusha, why did you order a bottle? I will have only one peg” Rajesh said.
“Don’t worry, I will take it home” she told and went inside and changed into a tight top and figure hugging leggings. Rajesh gaped at her tempting cleavage and looked away hurriedly.
Waiter knocked and entered. He arranged neatly bottle, glasses and snacks and left.
She bent forward and poured whisky into glasses. It was impossible not to look at her cleavage and milk white boobs.
“Say when” she asked Rajesh, he told her to stop after she poured about a large peg. Then she poured for herself a Patiala peg. She added soda and ice and said “ Cheers. To your glorious, fabulous love and marriage.”
We said “Cheers” and sipped our drinks and our jaws dropped as she lifted her glass and finished in one gulp and poured second Patiala peg.
I tried to stop her ”Pratusha, what are you doing? Go little slow” I pleaded.
“No worries. It is ages since I tasted such good scotch” she said as she was mixing soda and adding ice cubes.
“Ages? You told me few days back that you and Ajay were stoned few days back after getting sozzled in sea of whisky” I asked.
“Shoo..so..why can’t I drink wis..whisshhkky now?” she asked as she downed her second peg. Her words getting slurred and her eyes were not focusing.
Rajesh finished his drink fast, “Ok, good night, Pratusha, take care, lock your door after we go” he said and got up. I also got up.
“Rajeshhh..dearrr.. angry? Come on, shpend some more time, have one more..” she said, she was high.
“Thanks but we have to go. Come ,Sweta” he said and turned to go, I followed him.
She got up unsteadily and extended a hand” Ok, darrlllinnggss… gooood nighhhht” she said and wobbled.
Rajesh moved quite fast like a lightening and grabbed her as she was collapsing. His hand gripped one boob and another her waist and as I helped him to prop her gently in sofa, he hissed at me” You and your good Samaritan deeds, see where it landed you? Now we have to baby sit for this slut”
She giggled in a singsong voice like drunkards do. “ Rajeshhhh, darrllinngg.. don’t shhhout at Shweeeta..sorry Swhaatii..she is very goooood girl, not shlut…” she told in a slurry voice.
Rajesh ran his hand through his hair and looked at me.
“What shall we do? Can we leave her in this state? Whole hotel staff will fuck her inside out and she will not even know” he said worried.
“Let us deposit her on her bed and quietly leave. She will sleep it off. If she gets fucked, it is their luck” I said and passed my arm under her armpit and pulled her. Rajesh held her hand and pulled. Together we half carried , half dragged her to her bed. If she did purposely, I don’t know, she kept rubbing her tit on his biceps all the time.
We gently made her lie on bed and covered her with blanket and as we turned to leave, she grabbed my hand.
“Shwaatii, pishhh…I need to pisshhh.. urgent…pleashhhh” she pleaded.
I sighed and took out bed cover and pulled her up. I ignored angry glares of Rajesh. I can’t very well leave her to piss in bed and have hotel staff complain to my Boss. He pulled her from other side and we half carried her to bathroom.
“I can’t come in, you manage” he said and left her at the bathroom door. She started to slide and grabbed at his cock which was already full erect by her warm boobs massages. Again he hurriedly grabbed her.
I acted as if I didn’t see as he gently released her grip on his cock.
“I can’t manage on my own, you come in and close eyes if you want to. Anyway what is the big deal? you have seen me pissing many times” I told him and together we took her near to commode.
“You hold her from behind, I will pull her leggings. Don’t try to back out, I know your cock is poking her buttocks, It is OK” I told him, since all of us speak same language, I could not tell him secretly.
“Yesssshh, darrlllinngg,, poke me..fuck me…..” Pratusha mumbled.
I pulled her leggings to her ankles. “Now lift her up” I told him.
He could not lift her up without squeezing tits and poking his hard cock in her buttocks. I removed leggings and pulled her panty. I thought I could make her pee with panty pulled down to knees. She was not sober and kept sliding, so I removed her panty also.
I made her sit on loo and asked her to piss. She was not lying. She let out a golden jet with so much force like a tap and kept pouring and pouring.
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