08-05-2019, 03:13 PM
Chapter 114
Well Vinod was gone for this tour and it turned out that Samina was not pregnant, as she got her period while he was gone. Not that she was disappointed, it only meant that she would be fucking him day and night when he returned. And the days could not pass by fast enough for her. Every morning she would cross them off on the calendar, until the day of his return came.
Samina dressed super sexy as she prepared to receive Vinod at the airport. She wore a blood red tight-fitting micro mini-skirt dress, with a V neck, only the V fell all the way up to her navel, and showed off her cleavage very prominently. To complete the outfit, she put on a silk thong and a pair of 5” pencil heels. The dress was suited fine for a night out clubbing, but at the airport it would only make her stand out.
Around 5 pm or so, Samina kissed me hard and headed out. Vinod's flight was due to land at 6 and she did not want to be late. “Now remember sweetie, its been a while, so I hope you have not forgotten to butler!” She called out as she she closed the door behind her.
As soon as she left, I got busy making sure that everything would be perfect when they returned. I cleaned up the bedroom, laid out a nice dinner placement for two, put the champagne in the fridge and ordered some gourmet food. Samina had told me exactly what to order, as she knew what Vinod liked. Strangely enough he was consumate meat eater!
I had just finished showering and changing when I heard a car pull in and the front door open and close. That was followed by the sounds of Samina laughing and giggling as they entered. I hurried down.
“Good evening Madam, good even sir!” I greeted them, in my best possible imitation of what I thought a butler should sound like.
“Good evening Omer.” Samina said cheerfully. Vinod only smiled and nodded, I did not know what to make of him, was he into the game as much as Samina was? Clearly she enjoyed me butlering for them, but I could not get a read on what Vinod thought about that. Did he think it was just some stupid game for Samina to humiliate me like this, or did he get as much a kick out of it, knowing that while he was there trying his best to give Samina his child, I, he husband was waiting on them hand and foot, as simple servant.
My unasked question was immediately answered when Vinod said, “my luggage in the car!”
Without batting an eyelid, I said, “we good Sir, I will take up to your and madam's room right away.”
“I would like a drink first, scotch and soda.” Vinod said, as he pulled Samina closer to him and kissed her hard.
I did not want to interrupt them so quietly went to bar and made the drink for Vinod, and a wine spritzer for Samina. Then I waited for them to finish kissing, which took a while, before handing them their drinks and taking care of Vinod's luggage. After that I got busy laying out dinner, then serving it to them, and finally cleaning up after they were done and had retired to the bedroom.
After the initial conversation with me, Samina and Vinod paid me no attention, treating me like a real butler. Which of course is what I was for the next 3 weeks. Both Samina and I had taken the 3 weeks off. So essentially for that time, I was nothing more than a servant in my own house. That thought was delightfully humiliating!
And that his how it went for the next three weeks. Samina and Vinod rarely left the house. Most of their was spent behind the closed bedroom door. They would send me a text message on my phone, whenever they needed anything, and I would run errands for them. On one such errand, while the car stopped at a traffic light, I chanced to look up and saw the imprints of Samina's feet on the roof. My mind drifted back to Mahesh the guy who had sold it to us. He had really used Samina well, and boy she had some fun with him, particularly making me butler for them! And here I was doing the same thing again, only this time her lover was attempting to plant his seed in her! It all seemed too humiliatingly surreal!
I wish I could say I saw Vinod fuck Samina, but I never did. They always did it behind a locked door. I often saw Vinod naked, his big, dark, veiny, uncut dick flopping around as he walked, but not once during the 3 weeks did Samina let me see her naked. When I went to the bedroom to serve them anything, she would pointedly pull up a sheet to cover herself, as I entered, at other times she would be in her housecoat, never naked when I was around. One time, when Vinod had gone out, I entered the bedroom without knocking, and Samina was just coming out of the shower, with just a towel around her head, she looked at me and screamed “why the hell didn't you knock?” Then quickly turned around and went back to the bathroom.
I was taken aback by her reaction. But in a way understood it too. She was not just playing. To her this was all very real. While Vinod was there, he was for all intents and purposes her husband, and I just a butler. From that point I too became completely immersed in the fantasy cum reality that Samina had created. I stopped thinking of her as my wife for the remainder of Vinod's stay at our house.
The three weeks went by quite fast actually. Samina and Vinod continued treating me like a butler and went out occasionally. But mostly their domain was the bedroom. I was amazed that man of Vinod's age could be capable of having so much sex, his appetite seemed insatiable.
It was on the last day, in fact just hours before Vinod was supposed to be on his flight back to India that Samina summoned me into their bedroom. I thought it was probably to order some coffee and sandwiches, but as I entered, I say that she lay alone on the bed, stark naked, legs akimbo. She had that clanguid look about herher, the kind she always got after a supreme orgasm. I heard the shower running and figured that Vinod was in there.
“You rang madame?” I asked, surprised that she did not cover up.
“Hmmm...yes.” Samina said softly. “I need your services!”
I immediately understood what she meant, and took up the familiar position between her legs. Her pussy looked red and raw, and was leaking a river of cum. I took in the smell of raw sexuality and slowly went to work with my tongue, licking up the juices offered and did what I did best, soothe her aching pussy. It did not take long before she was moaning softly, and had her legs wrapped around my head, slowly grinding my her cunt against my face, then I felt her shudder a little, and open her legs pushing me away. I knew my job was done! I lifted out, and felt the combined sex juices of Samina and Vinod pasted around my lips and on my chin. With every swallow, I thought I could feel the viscous combination go down my throat.
As I was getting off the bed, I saw Vinod coming our the bathroom, quite naked, his proud manhood taunting and belittling me. I felt myself looking away, not having the desire to see it.
“So you got what you needed?” Vinod laughed and pointed at me.
“Of course, his tongue is very talented!” Samina laughed getting up, and sat next to Vinod on the bed. Not knowing what was expected of me, I stood there quietly, while Vinod and Samina kissed.
“Omer, please come here.” Samina called me over to them. I saw she was holding Vinod's semi-erect cock in her hands, squeezing it gently. “This,” she lifted up the cock and showed me, “has give me a lot of pleasure these past few weeks, and I am convinced has also given us our first child. I want you thank it, by kissing it! Show Vinod how talented your tongue and mouth really are, so far he has only heard it from me!”
I blanched. Samina wanted me to give Vinod a blow job! This was only the second time she had ordered me to do that, and frankly it was not something I was quite comfortable doing, but then as Samina had once told me, if a cock is good enough to go in her mouth, pussy, and ass, it was certainly good enough to go into mine.
I looked over helplessly, and hopefully at Vinod. He did not strike me as a guy who was even remotely interested in men, but all I got was an expectant smile.
“Don't look at him!” Samina snickered. “He is an actor, and has no problem getting a man to worship his lovely cock! Many a men have done so!”
I walked over and kneeled between Vinod's open legs, he stiffening penis just about my face level. It was the first time, I was seeing it so close, and it looked even more potent, menacing, manly, and dominant than it did from afar. I stared at it for a few moments, then suddenly felt Samina's hand at the back of my head pushing me hard towards it. Taking a deep breath, I started to lick it all over, its veins feeling like huge bumps, as it stiffened to its full might. From the corner of my right eye, I saw Vinod fingering Samina.
Well from them on, it did not take long, in for a penny, in for a pound, I went to work on the magnificent sample of manhood in front of me, tentatively at first, and then when Samina egged me on, saying “c'mon Omer you can do better, show me what a great cock sucker you can be!” with unabashed gusto, kissing, licking, sucking, licking his balls, as Samina complimented my technique, in worshipping, this superior male, the man who gave my wife untold pleasure, and at the same time was gifting us his child!
Pretty soon, Vinod shoved his cock in my mouth and started to assault my throat, not letting me remove my mouth from his hotrod! I felt his veins stiffen and knew it was nearly time. Try as I might, nothing could have prepared me for the hard, jet or cum that shot its way to the back of my throat. I choked and tried to pull away, but Samina's hand kept my held in place. I tried to swallow as fast as I could, but was losing, the flood of the gooey, salty was too much, too fast, I could do nothing about it, as Vinod's cock continued to ram against the fact of my throat, going down it at times. I felt like I would throw up, and I did, just as Vinod pulled out, my mouth ejected a mixture of his cum and my vomit.
“Ugh! That smells disgusting!” Samina remarked. “Get the cleaner and clean up this mess!”
They left me alone to scrub the floor and clean up the mess. Then I drove them to the airport, where they had a long parting kiss! Almost exactly 9 months later Samina gave birth to lovely, baby boy! I noticed that he had Vinod's dark complexion, mixed perfectly with Samina's light one, giving him a coffeeish complexion, certainly no one would ever suspect he was not mine! In honor of his father we did not get in circumsized, much to the disgust of our families, but we simply told them that it would be done later, immediately following birth was not possible as the child was ill. We named him Amar!
During the pregnancy, Samina was rather restrained, sexually that it. In those 9 months she had just two lovers, both on different trips she took on behalf of her employer. Nothing worth writing about. After the birth, she spent 3-4 months getting herself back into shape. Then she hit the dating scene once again. By then Amar had reached an age where I could easily baby sit him for a few hours and he would not miss his mother, giving Samina time to re-enter the sexual world. Well enter it she did with a vengeance. She went haywire, and in a space of just around 12-13 months slept with more than a dozen different men!
Well Vinod was gone for this tour and it turned out that Samina was not pregnant, as she got her period while he was gone. Not that she was disappointed, it only meant that she would be fucking him day and night when he returned. And the days could not pass by fast enough for her. Every morning she would cross them off on the calendar, until the day of his return came.
Samina dressed super sexy as she prepared to receive Vinod at the airport. She wore a blood red tight-fitting micro mini-skirt dress, with a V neck, only the V fell all the way up to her navel, and showed off her cleavage very prominently. To complete the outfit, she put on a silk thong and a pair of 5” pencil heels. The dress was suited fine for a night out clubbing, but at the airport it would only make her stand out.
Around 5 pm or so, Samina kissed me hard and headed out. Vinod's flight was due to land at 6 and she did not want to be late. “Now remember sweetie, its been a while, so I hope you have not forgotten to butler!” She called out as she she closed the door behind her.
As soon as she left, I got busy making sure that everything would be perfect when they returned. I cleaned up the bedroom, laid out a nice dinner placement for two, put the champagne in the fridge and ordered some gourmet food. Samina had told me exactly what to order, as she knew what Vinod liked. Strangely enough he was consumate meat eater!
I had just finished showering and changing when I heard a car pull in and the front door open and close. That was followed by the sounds of Samina laughing and giggling as they entered. I hurried down.
“Good evening Madam, good even sir!” I greeted them, in my best possible imitation of what I thought a butler should sound like.
“Good evening Omer.” Samina said cheerfully. Vinod only smiled and nodded, I did not know what to make of him, was he into the game as much as Samina was? Clearly she enjoyed me butlering for them, but I could not get a read on what Vinod thought about that. Did he think it was just some stupid game for Samina to humiliate me like this, or did he get as much a kick out of it, knowing that while he was there trying his best to give Samina his child, I, he husband was waiting on them hand and foot, as simple servant.
My unasked question was immediately answered when Vinod said, “my luggage in the car!”
Without batting an eyelid, I said, “we good Sir, I will take up to your and madam's room right away.”
“I would like a drink first, scotch and soda.” Vinod said, as he pulled Samina closer to him and kissed her hard.
I did not want to interrupt them so quietly went to bar and made the drink for Vinod, and a wine spritzer for Samina. Then I waited for them to finish kissing, which took a while, before handing them their drinks and taking care of Vinod's luggage. After that I got busy laying out dinner, then serving it to them, and finally cleaning up after they were done and had retired to the bedroom.
After the initial conversation with me, Samina and Vinod paid me no attention, treating me like a real butler. Which of course is what I was for the next 3 weeks. Both Samina and I had taken the 3 weeks off. So essentially for that time, I was nothing more than a servant in my own house. That thought was delightfully humiliating!
And that his how it went for the next three weeks. Samina and Vinod rarely left the house. Most of their was spent behind the closed bedroom door. They would send me a text message on my phone, whenever they needed anything, and I would run errands for them. On one such errand, while the car stopped at a traffic light, I chanced to look up and saw the imprints of Samina's feet on the roof. My mind drifted back to Mahesh the guy who had sold it to us. He had really used Samina well, and boy she had some fun with him, particularly making me butler for them! And here I was doing the same thing again, only this time her lover was attempting to plant his seed in her! It all seemed too humiliatingly surreal!
I wish I could say I saw Vinod fuck Samina, but I never did. They always did it behind a locked door. I often saw Vinod naked, his big, dark, veiny, uncut dick flopping around as he walked, but not once during the 3 weeks did Samina let me see her naked. When I went to the bedroom to serve them anything, she would pointedly pull up a sheet to cover herself, as I entered, at other times she would be in her housecoat, never naked when I was around. One time, when Vinod had gone out, I entered the bedroom without knocking, and Samina was just coming out of the shower, with just a towel around her head, she looked at me and screamed “why the hell didn't you knock?” Then quickly turned around and went back to the bathroom.
I was taken aback by her reaction. But in a way understood it too. She was not just playing. To her this was all very real. While Vinod was there, he was for all intents and purposes her husband, and I just a butler. From that point I too became completely immersed in the fantasy cum reality that Samina had created. I stopped thinking of her as my wife for the remainder of Vinod's stay at our house.
The three weeks went by quite fast actually. Samina and Vinod continued treating me like a butler and went out occasionally. But mostly their domain was the bedroom. I was amazed that man of Vinod's age could be capable of having so much sex, his appetite seemed insatiable.
It was on the last day, in fact just hours before Vinod was supposed to be on his flight back to India that Samina summoned me into their bedroom. I thought it was probably to order some coffee and sandwiches, but as I entered, I say that she lay alone on the bed, stark naked, legs akimbo. She had that clanguid look about herher, the kind she always got after a supreme orgasm. I heard the shower running and figured that Vinod was in there.
“You rang madame?” I asked, surprised that she did not cover up.
“Hmmm...yes.” Samina said softly. “I need your services!”
I immediately understood what she meant, and took up the familiar position between her legs. Her pussy looked red and raw, and was leaking a river of cum. I took in the smell of raw sexuality and slowly went to work with my tongue, licking up the juices offered and did what I did best, soothe her aching pussy. It did not take long before she was moaning softly, and had her legs wrapped around my head, slowly grinding my her cunt against my face, then I felt her shudder a little, and open her legs pushing me away. I knew my job was done! I lifted out, and felt the combined sex juices of Samina and Vinod pasted around my lips and on my chin. With every swallow, I thought I could feel the viscous combination go down my throat.
As I was getting off the bed, I saw Vinod coming our the bathroom, quite naked, his proud manhood taunting and belittling me. I felt myself looking away, not having the desire to see it.
“So you got what you needed?” Vinod laughed and pointed at me.
“Of course, his tongue is very talented!” Samina laughed getting up, and sat next to Vinod on the bed. Not knowing what was expected of me, I stood there quietly, while Vinod and Samina kissed.
“Omer, please come here.” Samina called me over to them. I saw she was holding Vinod's semi-erect cock in her hands, squeezing it gently. “This,” she lifted up the cock and showed me, “has give me a lot of pleasure these past few weeks, and I am convinced has also given us our first child. I want you thank it, by kissing it! Show Vinod how talented your tongue and mouth really are, so far he has only heard it from me!”
I blanched. Samina wanted me to give Vinod a blow job! This was only the second time she had ordered me to do that, and frankly it was not something I was quite comfortable doing, but then as Samina had once told me, if a cock is good enough to go in her mouth, pussy, and ass, it was certainly good enough to go into mine.
I looked over helplessly, and hopefully at Vinod. He did not strike me as a guy who was even remotely interested in men, but all I got was an expectant smile.
“Don't look at him!” Samina snickered. “He is an actor, and has no problem getting a man to worship his lovely cock! Many a men have done so!”
I walked over and kneeled between Vinod's open legs, he stiffening penis just about my face level. It was the first time, I was seeing it so close, and it looked even more potent, menacing, manly, and dominant than it did from afar. I stared at it for a few moments, then suddenly felt Samina's hand at the back of my head pushing me hard towards it. Taking a deep breath, I started to lick it all over, its veins feeling like huge bumps, as it stiffened to its full might. From the corner of my right eye, I saw Vinod fingering Samina.
Well from them on, it did not take long, in for a penny, in for a pound, I went to work on the magnificent sample of manhood in front of me, tentatively at first, and then when Samina egged me on, saying “c'mon Omer you can do better, show me what a great cock sucker you can be!” with unabashed gusto, kissing, licking, sucking, licking his balls, as Samina complimented my technique, in worshipping, this superior male, the man who gave my wife untold pleasure, and at the same time was gifting us his child!
Pretty soon, Vinod shoved his cock in my mouth and started to assault my throat, not letting me remove my mouth from his hotrod! I felt his veins stiffen and knew it was nearly time. Try as I might, nothing could have prepared me for the hard, jet or cum that shot its way to the back of my throat. I choked and tried to pull away, but Samina's hand kept my held in place. I tried to swallow as fast as I could, but was losing, the flood of the gooey, salty was too much, too fast, I could do nothing about it, as Vinod's cock continued to ram against the fact of my throat, going down it at times. I felt like I would throw up, and I did, just as Vinod pulled out, my mouth ejected a mixture of his cum and my vomit.
“Ugh! That smells disgusting!” Samina remarked. “Get the cleaner and clean up this mess!”
They left me alone to scrub the floor and clean up the mess. Then I drove them to the airport, where they had a long parting kiss! Almost exactly 9 months later Samina gave birth to lovely, baby boy! I noticed that he had Vinod's dark complexion, mixed perfectly with Samina's light one, giving him a coffeeish complexion, certainly no one would ever suspect he was not mine! In honor of his father we did not get in circumsized, much to the disgust of our families, but we simply told them that it would be done later, immediately following birth was not possible as the child was ill. We named him Amar!
During the pregnancy, Samina was rather restrained, sexually that it. In those 9 months she had just two lovers, both on different trips she took on behalf of her employer. Nothing worth writing about. After the birth, she spent 3-4 months getting herself back into shape. Then she hit the dating scene once again. By then Amar had reached an age where I could easily baby sit him for a few hours and he would not miss his mother, giving Samina time to re-enter the sexual world. Well enter it she did with a vengeance. She went haywire, and in a space of just around 12-13 months slept with more than a dozen different men!
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