29-07-2021, 01:27 AM
She jumped up and opened her suitcase. She put on a black garter belt, black fishnet stockings, black five-inch-heeled shoes with a strap running around her ankle, a very short and very tight black skirt. She added a white pushup bra and a see through white blouse which emphasized her breasts and narrow waist. She looked like a slut, a high class slut.
"Like it?" she asked.
"Yes."
"Watch when I sit down."
She sat. It was almost impossible for her pussy not to show, the dress was so short. And, since she wore no panties and was shaven, the lips of her pussy were plainly visible.
"What do you think, Ajay? I am a slut, or what? I told you I would be his slut." She was excited at the thought, at being his slut.
"Go on with your story," I said. She smiled at me.
"'What are we doing tonight?" I asked.
'Mr. Arnold is joining us for dinner. Then, the three of us are coming back here for sex.'
I began to tingle. I never had two men before. And, it was very thrilling to be told and expected to obey without regard for my feelings. It was a lovely dinner at another great restaurant. During dinner both of them played with my legs. Oh, Ajay, at one point, my skirt was up so far, both of them put fingers in me at the same time. It made me cum. Right there in the restaurant, I came from two men finger fucking me. When we returned to the house, Mr. Arnold kissed me and began undressing me. Mr. Malik joined us. I never had two men before as you know, Ajay. I took one in my ass while another was in my pussy. I sucked one off while the other fucked me. I kept their cocks clean with my mouth. I must have cum fifty times. They left me in the guest bedroom, passed out from exhaustion."
She grinned.
"You have cum twice tonight. Do you need another?"
"Oh, yes," I said with a laugh.
"Doggie style?" Madhu said. I fucked my wife doggie style. This time I believe she came as I lasted forever.
"What happened next?"
Madhu was exhausted, drifting in and out of sleep.
"Hum?"
"After Saturday night?"
"Oh. Sunday, I fucked and sucked them both again. Then, I took a short nap. Mr. Malik awakened me, telling me we had an errand. That is when he had me pierced. That hurt. He meant it to hurt. The man at the tattoo parlor who did the piercing suggested they use a topical painkiller on me to deaden the area. Mr. Malik told him no, he wanted me to feel it.
'We need to tie her down, then,' the guy said. They tied me to a table, naked, legs spread. I felt him grab the hood with forceps and pull it out. Then, pop. I screamed like crazy. They gave me some aspirin. It is still throbbing some."
Madhu smiled wanly.
"Ajay, I have got to sleep," she said and rolled over. I heard her snoring in an instant.
The week was fairly uneventful. The biggest change was for me was I had sex with my wife every night. And, it was not the plain old sex we had been having. It was wild, hard sex with both of us orgasming until we could not cum again. Of course, I ate her pussy each night. It was very clear to me that my cock did not make her cum.
"Like it?" she asked.
"Yes."
"Watch when I sit down."
She sat. It was almost impossible for her pussy not to show, the dress was so short. And, since she wore no panties and was shaven, the lips of her pussy were plainly visible.
"What do you think, Ajay? I am a slut, or what? I told you I would be his slut." She was excited at the thought, at being his slut.
"Go on with your story," I said. She smiled at me.
"'What are we doing tonight?" I asked.
'Mr. Arnold is joining us for dinner. Then, the three of us are coming back here for sex.'
I began to tingle. I never had two men before. And, it was very thrilling to be told and expected to obey without regard for my feelings. It was a lovely dinner at another great restaurant. During dinner both of them played with my legs. Oh, Ajay, at one point, my skirt was up so far, both of them put fingers in me at the same time. It made me cum. Right there in the restaurant, I came from two men finger fucking me. When we returned to the house, Mr. Arnold kissed me and began undressing me. Mr. Malik joined us. I never had two men before as you know, Ajay. I took one in my ass while another was in my pussy. I sucked one off while the other fucked me. I kept their cocks clean with my mouth. I must have cum fifty times. They left me in the guest bedroom, passed out from exhaustion."
She grinned.
"You have cum twice tonight. Do you need another?"
"Oh, yes," I said with a laugh.
"Doggie style?" Madhu said. I fucked my wife doggie style. This time I believe she came as I lasted forever.
"What happened next?"
Madhu was exhausted, drifting in and out of sleep.
"Hum?"
"After Saturday night?"
"Oh. Sunday, I fucked and sucked them both again. Then, I took a short nap. Mr. Malik awakened me, telling me we had an errand. That is when he had me pierced. That hurt. He meant it to hurt. The man at the tattoo parlor who did the piercing suggested they use a topical painkiller on me to deaden the area. Mr. Malik told him no, he wanted me to feel it.
'We need to tie her down, then,' the guy said. They tied me to a table, naked, legs spread. I felt him grab the hood with forceps and pull it out. Then, pop. I screamed like crazy. They gave me some aspirin. It is still throbbing some."
Madhu smiled wanly.
"Ajay, I have got to sleep," she said and rolled over. I heard her snoring in an instant.
The week was fairly uneventful. The biggest change was for me was I had sex with my wife every night. And, it was not the plain old sex we had been having. It was wild, hard sex with both of us orgasming until we could not cum again. Of course, I ate her pussy each night. It was very clear to me that my cock did not make her cum.
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