Adultery NISHA'S HUSBAND SWAP

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Hello,
This is not my story. I am just copying from literotica. All credit goes to the original author.

[akshatha]

Nisha had arranged to meet Meenakshi for a drink on the way home from work. It had been a while since they had met without their two husbands and they had missed the opportunity to have a candid, racy conversation about their sex lives; one of the whispered, giggly conversations they had always had over a bottle or two of wine ever since Nisha had been Meenakshi's bridesmaid many years earlier. She looked forward to hearing about what Meenakshi and her husband, Rishi, had been getting up to between the sheets since last they had talked.

They had decided to meet in the West End in a small bar near Piccadilly. Meenakshi had taken the day off and had spent it shopping on Oxford Street. The shops had been busy and she was running late so she texted Nisha to let her know. Receiving the text, Nisha sighed and looked at her Instagram to pass the time. This wasn't the first time Meenakshi had been late.

Meenakshi and Nisha had been friends for ever, or at least so it felt to Nisha. When Rishi, an old family friend of hers, had brought Meenakshi round to her house to introduce her as his new girlfriend eighteen years previously, she and Nisha had hit it off immediately and all three of them had been extremely close in the years since. Rishi and Meenakshi had married two years later and were now the parents of two teenage girls, but Nisha had always continued to meet them regularly and the children considered her an aunty more than a family friend.

When Nisha and Rishi were younger their parents had hoped they might get married and had even encouraged them to do so but, although attracted to one another, Rishi and Nisha had never taken their relationship beyond that of friends. Rishi had met Meenakshi around the same time and had been so overwhelmed by her beauty and attractive, sexy personality that nobody else could capture his attention and he had remained completely in love with, and faithful to, Meenakshi ever since.

Meanwhile, Nisha had eventually met and married Chris and they were equally devoted to one another. Although she had been in her fifties when she married Chris, she had never had much regular sex until then. Now she was getting it at least daily and usually more frequently than that. Chris had an insatiable sexual appetite and their days usually began and ended with a fuck and were often punctuated with one or two quickies in between. Nisha loved the attention, and that she could talk about almost any of her sexual needs with Chris and he would try to fulfill them. It also meant she had lots to gossip about when she had one of her racy tête-à-têtes with Meenakshi.

Fifteen minutes after she had received the text Meenakshi had still not arrived and Nisha was a bit annoyed. Why did Meenakshi always go by "Indian time?" Nisha by contrast had arrived early and had quickly attracted the attention of a group of drunken bankers who had offered to buy her drinks and sit with her. It must have been the low-cut dress that Nisha was wearing that had drawn them to her. Admittedly, she was displaying a lot of cleavage, and in a way she was flattered that, aged fifty-one, she could still have pulled one of these much younger guys if she had wanted to, but she wasn't interested and looked at her watch wishing Meenakshi would get here soon.

When Meenakshi eventually arrived Nisha had already had two glasses of wine from the bottle she had ordered and was beginning to feel a bit tipsy. Meenakshi put down her many shopping bags, took off her coat and after hugs, sat down opposite Nisha, apologising for her tardiness. It didn't take long for Nisha to forgive her.

"Nice dress!" Nisha said, and Meenakshi stood up again to give Nisha a twirl. It was a beautiful short, tight dress; dark blue in colour, it perfectly showed off Meenakshi's legs and curves. "Very sexy," Nisha continued. "You'd better be careful in here though - I've been fighting off these wankers over there for the last half hour. When they clock you looking like that they'll be after you instead!" Meenakshi laughed.

The two friends caught up on the news about their lives and families but it didn't take Meenakshi long to raise their pet subject of sex. "So how's your sex life Nisha?" Meenakshi swept back her long black hair and flashed Nisha a big, white smile. "I hope that husband of yours is still giving you plenty," she began in her typically forthright manner as she poured them both another glass of wine.

"God yeah," Nisha replied. "He can't keep his hands off me. Every night he comes home from work and expects sex straight away. I was watching TV when he came home last night and after I'd given him a welcome home kiss he roughly undressed me, bent me over and fucked me then and there. I just carried on watching TV until he finished - I didn't want to miss Pointless." They both laughed. "I love being used like that for quickie sex. But yes, it's great. We're always trying new stuff. How about you? Is Rishi still as horny as ever?"

"Yes, similar with me," Meenakshi began, "Rishi doesn't show any signs of slowing down either. But I must admit, his size is beginning to be a problem, would you believe."

Nisha was stunned. One of the things Meenakshi had always seemed to like best about her husband was the fact that he had an extremely long and thick cock. Nisha had heard many stories about how Rishi had stretched Meenakshi to her limits - something she loved - and Nisha had always joked that his cock had been the reason why an average looking guy like Rishi had managed to marry a beautiful, sexy woman like Meenakshi. So how could his size have emerged as a problem eighteen years and two children later?

Meenakshi leaned in towards Nisha conspiratorially and explained further. "Remember the last time we had one of our chats?" she whispered. "I told you we had been experimenting with... er... anal play?" She giggled as she pointed to her beautiful, round bottom. "Well at that point it was just using a butt plug or dildo. Sometimes I'd play on my own and other times I'd use one when I was being fucked - I love the feeling of being full in both holes at once - but... sorry, am I shocking you?"

Meenakshi had noticed the look on Nisha's face. The frankness of the conversation had taken even Nisha aback and, despite her best efforts, it was showing in her dropped jaw and wide eyes.

"No, not at all! Do continue Meenakshi." Nisha regained a straight face and Meenakshi continued her explanation.

"Well, I was really enjoying the dildos and stuff but I wanted the 'real thing' so we tried it but I just couldn't take him inside me. We've tried loads of times now but I just can't accommodate his cock. We're getting frustrated because he wants to do it and I can't wait to feel a man inside my bum but... well... it just doesn't seem we're compatible in that area." Meenakshi looked despondent.

"Have you tried using more lube? I've read that..."

"We've tried everything, Nisha," Meenakshi interjected. "Even poppers. The thing is, we both want it so badly but there just doesn't seem to be a solution to the problem. My hips must be too narrow. I just can't take a cock as big as his in my arse. My pussy? No problem! But my arse...?

Nisha took a moment to consider Meenakshi's revelation. The brief pause in conversation was only broken when Nisha smiled knowingly."Sorry for smiling," she started, "...but it's just that we both appear to have the same problem only in reverse."

Meenakshi looked confused so Nisha continued.

"After our conversation last time I was interested in trying anal play myself. You made it sound fun so I asked Chris if he wanted to try it and he was keen. So we did it - full anal sex - and it was okay but I felt I needed... more. Chris isn't small as I've told you, and his cock took some getting used to at first, but once we'd done it a few times I just wanted something bigger and thicker." Nisha looked around to check nobody was listening then whispered, "He doesn't know this, but I've bought some huge dildos and when he's not around I use them. We've pretty much stopped having anal, which he's not happy about, but it doesn't really do anything for me unless I'm completely filled up, if you know what I mean? I know he'd be much happier if he could satisfy me that way but I can only cum if I'm really stretched and his cock simply isn't big enough."

Now it was Meenakshi's turn to look shocked. "So let me get this right! All four of us want anal but your husband's cock is too small and my husband's is too big? What the fuck...?" Nisha smiled ruefully and nodded.

There was a long pause in the conversation as both women took a sip of wine and considered their shared dilemma. It would have been obvious to any observer that, as Meenakshi and Nisha mulled over the situation, there was an obvious solution to the problem. It would have been equally obvious that both women were aware of what the solution was but neither were prepared to take the step of suggesting it to the other. It was Nisha who broke the silence.

"So if you had a partner with a smaller cock - Chris for example - for one night only, what would you do with him?" She tried to make the question sound hypothetical but as soon as the words left her lips she knew it sounded much more tangible than she had intended. This wasn't lost on Meenakshi who realised that Nisha was coming to the same conclusion as her.

"Well, as you know, I love Rishi so I would only ever be with the other guy - Chris, to use your example - for good anal sex, and it would only be with Rishi's knowledge and consent. If I did have a night with a guy with a regular sized cock I might let him fuck my pussy too just to see what it was like - as you know, I was a virgin when I met Rishi and have only known his cock - but I can't imagine it would be as good as having Rishi's truncheon inside there." They both giggled. "What about you?"

"Same," Nisha replied, "I just want to experience the feeling of being stretched in both holes by a guy with a big cock. Feeling him pull out of my pussy only to force his way inside my bum would be such a turn on. But like you, I love my husband and would never go behind his back."

Meenakshi considered Nisha's answer. "But if you told Chris what you've just told me about your fantasies, would he let you have a night with a guy with a bigger cock... Rishi for example? I thought you guys could talk about anything." Their eyes met but this time they both looked at each other knowingly. It was clear to both of them what the other was thinking."

"I don't know," Nisha replied. "We do have some secrets. I've not even told him about my monster dildos much less my fantasies about a larger guy. He might feel inadequate or that I'm cheating on him. I'd feel awkward even raising it with him in case he didn't agree to it. And what if I liked monster cock so much I wanted it regularly? I'm not sure I trust myself. What about Rishi? Would he let you go with another guy for a night if it meant you could experience good anal sex?"

"I don't think Rishi would feel inadequate at least - he's got more between his legs than any girl could want." More giggles. "But I don't think he'd let me go with another guy unless perhaps it was part of a 'wife swap' situation - he would have to feel it was fair on both of us, if that makes sense? Even then I'm not sure he would go for it but we've been married for eighteen years and our marriage is rock-solid in every other way - maybe he'd like to spice things up a bit with a one night 'hall pass', especially if it meant he got to have anal sex. I know he's desperate for it."

"Yes, that makes sense," Nisha replied. "And I think Chris would think the same. If going with someone else was something we both did together he might go for it - especially if the other woman was attractive and enthusiastic about anal. I know he's desperate too but I just don't get off when he does it with me and it frustrates him. Maybe I'm just being a bit selfish."

"Yes, we will have to make sure the guys have a good time and have their needs met too."

Meenakshi's slip from the conditional to the future tense was accidental but it marked a distinct change in the conversation. Suddenly the women were discussing how they would arrange their 'husband swap' and any pretence that this was a hypothetical situation was suddenly dropped. Both women desperately wanted the other's husband for the night to fulfill their darkest desires. But Nisha was still anxious.

"I just don't know how I'll raise it with Chris. I know he fancies you - he can't stop looking at you when we're all together, although he thinks I don't notice - but I'm not sure how he'll react when I raise it with him. We've never talked about swapping with another couple before."

"I know what you mean," Meenakshi replied. "It's awkward with your own husband, isn't it. So... how about we proposition each other's husband? I'll ask Chris and you talk to Rishi. If he would do it with anyone he would do it with you - he loves you to bits and still fancies you as much as ever. We'll tell them everything; that we have both discussed it and that we're keen to try it. We'll pretend that we're doing it for their pleasure not ours; that we love our husbands and just want them to be satisfied in bed. They'd be mad not to go along with it when they know their wives are happy with the arrangement - it's every man's dream!

"When we've spoken to them separately they can get together, discuss it, and come back to us with a joint answer. Their discussion will remain secret so we won't be offended if either one of them doesn't want to fuck either one of us. We'll never know who said no, but if one of them doesn't like the idea my bet is that the other one will talk him round. If neither of them are up for it we can just put the idea down to too much drink and apologise for suggesting it.

"What's the worst that can happen? If they turn us down it will only be because they love us and want to be faithful, but either way their egos will be boosted because they've been asked to fuck another woman. It's a win-win situation; either we get a great night of sex or we know that our husbands are faithful to us even when tempted."

Nisha thought about it further. Would Chris think less of her for offering herself to another man, albeit with return favours for him? Meenakshi was right though; by pretending it was all for Chris's benefit the worst that could happen would be that she could be accused of an error of judgement, not unfaithfulness. She trusted Meenakshi to explain to Chris that this was to be an act of love, not desertion or dissatisfaction on Nisha's part, and she would do the same for Meenakshi with Rishi. The thought of Rishi's monster cock was very tempting; if she had known all these years ago that his cock was so huge he might have got her down the aisle after all.

"Okay, let's do it," Nisha said. "Let's ask them at Rina's wedding next Saturday. There'll be loads to drink so we can just blame it on that if it all goes wrong."

"Mark my words," Meenakshi replied, " ...by the time the boys have had a drink or two, they'll not say no."

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A week of constant texts and phone calls followed as Meenakshi and Nisha prepared to ask the big question at the wedding the following weekend. They rehearsed every possible scenario so, by the time the wedding day came around, both were confident that they could sweet-talk the other's husband into bed. The plan was for Nisha to send Chris to the bar for drinks whereupon Meenakshi would intercept him and take him somewhere private to hear her proposal. Nisha would take Rishi aside at the same time and put the idea to him.

The wedding was a good one. The reception was held at a top London hotel near Hyde Park and the event oozed class. Seemingly endless courses of high quality Indian food were washed down with copious amounts of wine, and by nine o'clock - the time the girls had agreed that their plan was to be enacted - all four of them were quite tipsy.

"Chris, Rishi and Meenakshi need another drink. Would you mind?" Nisha watched as Chris rose and proceeded towards the bar.

"I'll go and help him," Meenakshi said, and she quickly got up and disappeared into the crowd before Rishi had a chance to offer to help instead. Seizing her opportunity, Nisha asked Rishi to accompany her outside, telling him there was something she wished to discuss with him in private. Curious, Rishi rose and led the way to the ornamental garden.

Once outside, Nisha came straight to the point. "Rishi, you know Meenakshi would do anything for you, don't you?" she asked.

"I think so, yes," he replied, "Just as I would do anything for her."

"That's what I thought. Meenakshi tells me a lot about how happy you both are together and how in love you still are, even after all these years. We talk about everything, you know."

Rishi was beginning to wonder where the conversation was leading and was slightly on his guard but he remained quiet and allowed Nisha to continue.

"When I say we talk about everything, I mean everything," Nisha continued. "I know for example, that you give her enormous pleasure in the bedroom. Don't be embarrassed - be proud of how happy you make Meenakshi. She loves you very much."

Rishi was indeed embarrassed; he knew exactly what Nisha was getting at when talking about 'enormous pleasure.' "You girls really don't have any limits, do you!" he responded with a embarrassed smile.

"No, not when it comes to our friends and family, which is why I've brought you out here. Meenakshi knows how much you want to have sex in new and exciting ways and she's desperate to do it for you, but she's worried that she can't give you what you need because of... er... your size."

"Do you mean...?" Rishi began.

"Yes, let's call it what it is - anal sex. It's a perfectly natural thing for a guy to want with his wife and if it was within her power she would do it for you, but she can't."

Rishi didn't know what to say and he certainly couldn't have imagined what Nisha would say next.

"So we've talked about this and Meenakshi is happy if, just once, I take her place in bed and give you what you need."

Rishi was dumbfounded. "You spoke about this? Meenakshi would do that for me? You would do that for me?" Nisha nodded earnestly. "But what about Chris? He can't be happy about that?"

"You know how much Chris and I love you guys. I'm sure Chris will go along with it. But you must understand, Meenakshi has needs too and she wants anal sex just as much as - if not more than - you do. If you're both agreeable, while I'm giving you what you need, Chris can be doing the same for Meenakshi."

Realising the implications of what Nisha was saying, Rishi turned away and walked slowly towards a rose bed, running his hand through his hair as he tried to process Nisha's words. He turned back to Nisha. "So you and me have sex and Chris and Meenakshi have sex?" Nisha nodded. "But what's in it for you and Chris, apart from giving Meenakshi and me what we both want?" Rishi was confused.

"Let's just say we all have the same desires but have different obstacles preventing us from having them met. I need a bigger cock than Chris's and Meenakshi needs a smaller cock than yours. All four of us want satisfactory anal sex and Meenakshi and I have just discovered a way in which we can work together - all four of us - to make each other happy in that way."

Rishi was still trying to work it all out. Nisha made it all sound so businesslike, and you couldn't argue with her logic, but surely it must be more complicated than this? "And does Chris know about this?" he asked.

"Meenakshi is talking to him now on my behalf. We both want to give our men what they need. In a moment, we're going to leave you two guys to talk it over. Your discussion will remain a secret, but at the end we would like you to give Meenakshi and me a joint answer, yes or no." Nisha took Rishi's arm and walked him, still shell-shocked, back to the party.

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When they arrived back at their table, Meenakshi and Chris had already returned. Judging by the stunned look on Chris's face, Nisha surmised that Meenakshi had carried out her part of the plan too. A nod from Meenakshi confirmed it. "Chris, I think we have some things to discuss," Rishi said, clapping Chris on the shoulder. Chris got up and both men left the room.

"How did it go?" Meenakshi asked. "What did he say?"

"Very little," Nisha replied.

"Same with Chris. I think he thought it might be a trap, but at least it wasn't a flat no." The girls awaited the men's decision.

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Meanwhile outside in the ornamental garden, the men were trying to make sense of it. "So basically we swap wives for a night of anal sex?" Chris asked.

"That's my understanding," Rishi confirmed. "From what Nisha said, when it comes to anal sex we are all better suited to each other's partner than our own. She made it all sound so reasonable - normal even - but I'm not sure. What do you think?"

"I'm confused about it too, to be honest, but I know I love Nisha and I know she loves me. I'll do anything I can for her but, I suppose, if there's something I can't do for her it's wrong of me to stop her getting it from someone else. And with this proposal she - with Meenakshi's help - meets my needs in return. I suppose it's the same for you guys. I must say, I can see the logic."

"I agree. So... we say yes?" Rishi clarified.

"If you're okay with it, I am," Chris replied, and the pair shook hands and returned to the table.

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Nisha and Meenakshi had been delighted when their husbands had given their decision four weeks previously but working out the rules and practicalities of their arrangement had taken some time to conclude. There were so many things to work out: when to do it, where to do it, whether to use protection or not, childcare arrangements and many other issues.

Knowing both their husbands had had vasectomies, Nisha and Meenakshi wanted to avoid condoms but only if all four of them had taken STD tests - just in case. It was a frustrating delay to their plans but they felt it would make the experience more intense, natural and satisfying when it happened. It had taken three weeks before the tests came back clear and a date and venue were finally agreed. They would spend the night at Chris and Nisha's house in adjoining rooms the following Saturday.

There were only to be three rules:

There would be no kissing or cuddling - that was to remain between husband and wife only. The sex would be transactional only.

Each wife would be given two hours with the other's husband, and;

What went on during the two hours would remain confidential forever.

Both girls were excited about it and met for coffee the Thursday before. "How's Rishi?" Nisha asked nervously. "Is he still keen to go ahead?"

"I think so," Meenakshi replied. "I tell you what - the sex since the wedding has been amazing! He's not asked me to try anal again and we're both just enjoying trying out other new things. It's freed us both up, not having to worry about the other person being dissatisfied or not getting what they want."

"It's been the same with us," Nisha replied. "Chris has been even hornier than usual and the only time he has mentioned anal is in relation to next Saturday. I think I'd better warn you though, he's going to be horny as hell by then - I hope you're prepared for it!" They both laughed.

"I'm prepared," Meenakshi smiled, " ...or I will be after I've cleaned out and stretched my bum ready for him." Nisha's face contorted at the grossness of Meenakshi's reply. "But I'm more concerned about you. I've told you many times that Rishi is big but you do know how big, don't you?"

"Tell me," Nisha replied, suddenly a bit concerned.

"I measured him once and root to tip he's thirteen inches." Nisha's eyes widened. "But length isn't the main issue; after all, you can only take as much as you can take, and even I can only take about two thirds of him in my pussy. The main issue - and this is what's causing our little problem - is his girth. His cock is as thick as my wrist! Every time he fucks me it feels like I'm being fisted rather than fucked. Are you sure you can take that.. down below?" Meenakshi flicked her gaze to Nisha's bum and back again.

Nisha took hold of Meenakshi's hand and examined her wrist. "Hmm... similar thickness to my dildos. I'm sure I'll manage. Don't worry, I'll have a great time as will Rishi, and Chris is an amazing lover so I know you'll both have all kinds of fun too."

"We've decided not to have sex again between now and Saturday," Meenakshi said. "We want to be hot and horny for you both, and Rishi wants to make sure he's fully loaded for you."

"Mmmm!" Nisha replied. "I hadn't thought of that. We'll do the same and I'll tell Chris not to pop any off on his own. I'll make sure he saves up all his cum for you." Meenakshi smiled and licked her lips in mock delight.

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Saturday night arrived and Chris and Nisha were excited for Rishi and Meenakshi's arrival. They had spent all day cleaning the house, putting on fresh sheets and preparing a meal. Nisha had spent an hour and a half in the bathroom making sure she was clean inside and out for Rishi. She knew Meenakshi shaved and was unsure what to do about the thick bush she had recently grown at Chris's request - would Rishi go for fur pie? Chris said she smelled and tasted much better when she was hairy but if Rishi was used to a neatly shaved pussy her hair might put him off. By way of a compromise Nisha decided to trim but to leave some hair behind - Chris wouldn't be happy otherwise.

Similar preparations had been going on at Meenakshi and Rishi's house. The kids had been dropped off for a weekend with their grandparents and as the evening approached, the couple both dressed up smartly for the occasion, as had been agreed. As Meenakshi stood in front of the mirror putting on her jewellery, Rishi put his arms around her waist and kissed her neck.

"Chris is a lucky guy, taking your anal cherry tonight," he said provocatively. "I wish it was going to be me stretching your bud for the first time."

Meenakshi smiled as she adjusted her necklace. "And Nisha's a lucky girl, getting your truncheon deep inside her arse. I hope you've saved up lots of cum to give her." She turned and kissed him deeply.

"Oh, I have," Rishi replied as he drew away.

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Dinner was accompanied by wine, and any nervousness amongst the four friends quickly vanished as the meal went on and the drink continued to flow. Nobody mentioned their partner swap but the sexual tension in the room was palpable to all four present.

Once dinner was finished they made their way to the lounge, each couple snuggling up together on a sofa in a tangible show of togetherness before they were to bid each other goodnight and went to different rooms with a different partner. Nisha put on some music and they chatted over more wine.

As ten o'clock approached Nisha sensed that the anticipation was building and started to move things on. She had been stealing glances at the thick ridge in Rishi's trousers all evening and could feel the building wetness in the gusset of her panties. She knew Meenakshi would be feeling the same. The wine had made her tipsy and uninhibited so Nisha took control.

"Perhaps Chris and I can show you where you'll be sleeping? I'll get you a fresh towel for the bathroom in case you would like to shower."

All four proceeded upstairs, Rishi and Meenakshi carrying the overnight bags they had brought. Nisha showed Meenakshi the guest bedroom with the en-suite that she would be sharing with Rishi once the swap was over and Chris showed Rishi the main bedroom he and Nisha would be using for their sex. Happy with arrangements and with their bags unpacked, Meenakshi and Rishi said they would take a shower and asked Chris and Nisha to join them in 20 mins in their respective rooms. The two hour partner swap would officially begin at 10.30pm.

Chris and Nisha returned downstairs for what seemed like the longest twenty minutes of their lives. Nisha was so wet and horny she wanted Chris to give her a quickie before joining Rishi but she resolved to save herself for a few minutes more.

Hearing Rishi come out of the main bathroom and retire to the bedroom, Chris and Nisha went up to share a shower themselves. Taking care not to mess up her make-up, Chris soaped Nisha's body, running his hands gently over her tawny skin. Moving his hands between her legs, he washed her pussy and bum, imagining Nisha's tight little holes being stretched minutes later by Rishi's enormous cock. Nisha then washed Chris all over, spending more time on his stiff cock and balls than was absolutely necessary. She knew Meenakshi would enjoy him sliding it inside her arse and feeling a man fuck her that way for the first time.

Having washed and cleaned their teeth, Chris and Nisha kissed and told each other not to worry but to just enjoy themselves. Nisha was going to return downstairs to dress up specially for Rishi but Chris was going to make his way straight to the bedroom and Meenakshi.

"Chris - do remember what we discussed about afterwards," Nisha said with a wink.

"Oh, don't worry. I will." Chris replied with an enigmatic smile. Leaving the bathroom, Nisha and Chris went their separate ways.

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When Chris reached the bedroom door it was closed so, out of courtesy, he knocked. Meenakshi bid him come in. As he entered the lights were on and Meenakshi was lying reclined on the white leather sofa in the corner of the bedroom.

Her legs were slightly open and her left hand teased her long, raven hair as her right hand slowly moved over her pubic mound. She wore only a set of matching pink thong and bra, and Chris could see the outline of her dark nipples through the fabric and a wet patch developing on the gusset of her panties. He was used to Nisha seducing him by wearing sexy underwear but seeing Meenakshi do the same was new and exciting, and his cock swelled in his boxer shorts as he shut the door behind him. "Meenakshi... you look amazing," he stammered.

Meenakshi removed her bra, draping it over the back of the sofa behind her. "I'm glad you like what you see," she said seductively, and she turned around and knelt on the sofa, bum in the air. Her thong perfectly bisected the two golden brown globes of her buttocks and her hand gently pulled them apart so Chris got his first glimpse of the pussy and arse he had been assigned by his wife to fuck.

He felt the first drops of pre-cum leave his cock as he watched Meenakshi pull her thong to one side and rub a finger over her pussy and bumhole."Thank you for doing this, Chris," she said casually. "Nisha's a very good friend, lending me her husband's cock for a couple of hours. You've no idea how frustrated I've become, trying to take Rishi's cock in my bum all this time but not quite managing it. Come over here and let me see your cock - let me see if I can take it instead."

Chris walked over to Meenakshi and sat down beside her. "I think you'd better remove your boxer shorts," Meenakshi teased. "Show me what you're going to fuck me with."

Chris removed his boxers and his cock sprang up, a silvery string of pre-cum dripping from the tip. "Oh yes!" Meenakshi said delightedly, "This is much more my size! Small enough to get inside me but big enough to stretch me when it's in there." She pushed Chris back so he was lying on the sofa and moved to kneel between his legs. Taking his cock in her hand she slowly moved up and down over his shaft, squeezing it tightly as she moved towards the tip. She seemed fascinated as she squeezed a clear drop of pre-cum onto her fingertips.

Chris was loving this new, naughty side to Meenakshi; a sexy, seductive side he had never seen before. Of course he and Rishi had had their own conversations over a beer in the past and Rishi had told him Meenakshi could be a tiger in bed, but the way she expertly squeezed out more and more pre-cum, licking each fresh drop from his tip was way beyond his wildest expectations.

"I love your cock, Chris," she whispered. "Would you like me to put it in my mouth? I can only fit the tip of Rishi's cock in my mouth but I want to take yours deep into my throat." Meenakshi coquettishly brushed her throat with her fingertips. Chris nodded and lay back as Meenakshi slowly closed her mouth around his glans.

Chris closed his eyes and concentrated on the exquisite feeling of Meenakshi's mouth servicing his stiff cock. She started by slowly sucking his head before licking his shaft from base to tip. Pushing Chris's legs apart, Meenakshi went lower, running her tongue slowly from his bumhole, over his balls and up the length of his manhood. Chris moaned softly and tweaked his aroused nipples as she took each of his balls in her mouth, sucking them firmly and massaging them with her tongue. The sensations Meenakshi could give him with her mouth were incredible. Then eventually, she licked him again from base to tip before closing her mouth over his entire cock.

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Next door, Nisha had entered the second bedroom to see Rishi lying, still clothed, on the bed, playing with his phone. It had taken a little longer than she had anticipated to dress up for him downstairs but it had been worth the effort. Rishi put down his phone and looked at Nisha standing in the doorway. Wearing a cream coloured sari and headscarf,she looked every bit the demure, innocent Indian girl. What Rishi didn't know was that she had a surprise for him underneath. Rishi had always said Nisha looked sexy in her glasses and she had clearly remembered as she had decided to keep them on for him.

She looked at Rishi's appreciative eyes looking her up and down. Being South Indian by descent he was much darker skinned than Nisha and she expected that his cock would look like that of a black guy rather than an Indian. He was much shorter and stockier than Chris but she could see by the bulge in his trousers that his cock, even in its current flaccid state was huge in comparison to Chris's. It was long and thick and she couldn't wait to get it naked, erect and inside her.

Making her way to the bed, Nisha knelt between Rishi's legs and undid his trousers. Pulling off his socks, trousers and boxer shorts, she released his cock from its confines. It was just as she had imagined; thick and gristly with a pink tip just visible beneath the foreskin. Taking his semi-flaccid member in her hand she spoke for the first time.

"Hmmm... this isn't quite the monster I've been promised," she teased. "Perhaps if I do this..." and, removing her glasses and headscarf, Nisha pulled back Rishi's foreskin and took his cock deep in her mouth.

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Meenakshi had brought Chris to the edge of cumming several times using only her mouth but she had expertly stopped at the critical moment each time, making Chris even hornier and desperate to cum than ever. She knew he would have at least three days worth of spunk to give her but she didn't want it just yet. Lying back on the sofa, Meenakshi removed her panties, opened her legs wide and showed Chris her wet and willing pussy.

"I want you to bury your face in my pussy, Chris," she said, matter-of-factly. "I want you to make me cum with your tongue. Can you do that? Let's move to the bed."

Meenakshi led Chris to the bed and lay back on the edge, her knees pulled up to her chest and her legs wide. Chris kneeled on the floor in front of her and looked at the pink, shaven pussy open in front of him. He could see how aroused Meenakshi was from the silky strings of her juices on her pussy lips. Meenakshi put her hands behind her head, closed her eyes and waited for the warmth of Chris's tongue on her clitoris.

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Meanwhile Nisha had succeeded in getting Rishi's cock harder but before she was going to let it near her pussy or bum she wanted it firmer still.

She stood up and went to the en-suite bathroom. She quickly removed her sari to reveal a pink, semi-transparent belly dancing outfit. Covered in gold tassels and metal, it was designed to jingle as she danced and to add to the allure, it was barely long enough to reach her bum. She knew from using it with Chris that Rishi would be rock hard by the time her dance routine was finished. Adding the final touches - a jewelled bindi and her glasses - Nisha emerged from the en-suite. Lowering the lights and playing a slow Indian song on her phone, Nisha started her seductive belly dance.

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Chris still had his tongue on Meenakshi's clitoris and two fingers deep in her pussy when he heard the music coming through the wall from next door. He recognised it immediately and knew that Nisha must be dancing for Rishi the way she had done many times for him. The thought of his wife gyrating seductively for another man made his cock twitch and he leaked more pre-cum onto the floor. He imagined Nisha raising her hands in the air as she shimmied, revealing her tits, pussy and bum to Rishi and getting up close enough to give him a better view or even a touch. He thought of Rishi stroking his huge cock in anticipation, eager to fuck Nisha and satisfy her in a way he couldn't. Turned on, he increased the momentum of his attentions towards Meenakshi's pussy and made her cum noisily for the second time.

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Throughout her dance Nisha had found it hard to avert her gaze from Rishi's cock. She knew eye contact was important in a seductive dance but she couldn't help looking between his legs; with every twist and shimmy she had seen Rishi get harder, thicker and longer and as the music finished, bringing Nisha's dance to an end, Rishi was as hard as granite. His cock was even bigger and thicker than Nisha had believed possible and she desperately wanted to feel it inside her. She wasn't prepared to wait much longer. Lying back on the bed and pulling her dress down below her breasts, Nisha demanded that he fuck her.

Rishi knelt between her legs to taste her pussy. He wasn't used to hair but it turned him on to smell the pheromones on Nisha's bush. He breathed in her scent deeply before dipping his tongue into her warm, wet hole. He knew she had showered just minutes earlier and her wetness tasted clean and alluring. He flicked his tongue over Nisha's pussy and sucked on her pussy lips, enjoying the feeling of her wetness being smeared over his face.

"Fuck me, Rishi," he heard Nisha plead. "Give me your cock and make me cum." Taking his cock in his hand, Rishi entered Nisha's pussy.

Nisha had never felt a stretch like it. As Rishi's tip pushed deeper and deeper inside her she consciously relaxed her vaginal muscles to allow him as deep inside her as he could get. His girth was incredible and as Rishi's cock pressed against Nisha's cervix, she knew she couldn't take any more. His cock was only three quarters of the way inside her pussy but she knew when she offered Rishi her bum she would be able to take much more. This was just an appetiser for him to enjoy before the main course.

As Rishi started thrusting, Nisha gasped. Although his cock was a similar size to her largest dildo, it was so much more pleasant taking a real cock than a silicone imitation. Rishi effortlessly hit all of Nisha's most sensitive points with every stroke and she knew he was easily going to make her cum. He continued fucking her as he removed his remaining clothes; his shirt and tie. Rishi meant business.

Remembering that this was a one-off fuck, Nisha closed her eyes as Rishi continued to pound her pussy, increasing the momentum with every stroke. She wanted to commit the feeling to memory and for a moment she just lay back, allowing her body to appreciate the length and girth of Rishi's cock. She loved the way he grunted roughly as he took her - it was like being fucked by an angry bear.

[akshatha]

Rishi grabbed Nisha's breasts, squeezing them between his hands. She arched her back and opened her eyes. "Yes, squeeze my tits as you fuck me, Rishi. And slap me, you dirty cunt, slap me," and Nisha slapped Rishi across the face once, then twice.

Rishi had never been rough with Meenakshi but Nisha's wantonness and dirty talk turned him on. It was like flicking a switch and he suddenly found himself becoming more aggressive too. He slapped her face three times, knocking her bindi clean off. "Oh, you want it rough do you? Get on your fucking knees then!"

Nisha turned over onto her knees and Rishi entered her again, more roughly this time. She buried her face - still smarting from Rishi's slaps - deep in her pillow, wondering if he was going to force himself inside her arse now. But Rishi wasn't finished with her pussy yet. As he started pistoning in and out of her she felt a series of hard slaps across her bum cheeks and she let out a small whimper. This seemed to urge Rishi on and his thrusts became more urgent and frenzied.

Every movement of Rishi's cock brought Nisha closer to orgasm. She put her hand between her legs and started rubbing her clitoris, closing her eyes again to savour the feelings washing over her body. As she felt Rishi's thumb press against her bumhole, she knew her orgasm was close.

"Yes, finger my arse," she said rudely. "Put your thumb inside me as I cum over your cock." As soon as Rishi did as ordered he saw Nisha's body begin to quiver as her orgasm began. Her breathing quickened and her moans became more intense. Her hand was flicking her clitoris wildly and he knew she was almost there. He quickened his strokes even more, feeling his own orgasm building in response. With a series of involuntary jerks and moans, Nisha came strongly, her cries of pleasure muffled by the pillow her face was still buried in. With Rishi's huge cock continuing its assault on her pussy, her ecstasy was prolonged for several minutes longer as his cock stimulated her clitoris from the inside. Eventually Nisha went limp and quiet as her orgasm ebbed away.

Rishi wasn't in the mood to give Nisha any respite though. He spanked Nisha's bum as his thumb probed deeper into her anus. He wanted to cum so badly, and the thought of squirting his jism into Nisha for the first time made him even more aroused.

He heard the familiar moans of Meenakshi's orgasm as she came yet again next door, and wished his wife could see him now, with her close friend firmly impaled on his cock and being mercilessly fucked. He imagined giving Meenakshi a long, slow kiss as he fucked Nisha. Maybe if she were here Meenakshi would join in and they would fuck Nisha together, or maybe she would hold Nisha down as he ravished her.

Having eventually recovered from her own orgasm, Nisha wanted to encourage Rishi towards his climax. "Come on Rishi - I know you've been saving up your spunk for me. I want you to fill me up now. Come on - fill my pussy!"

Nisha's dirty talk pushed Rishi over the edge. He threw his head back and let out a low, loud, guttural growl as the sperm gathered in his cock and he ejaculated; his cock twitching and throbbing wildly. He stabbed Nisha's pussy repeatedly, flooding her cervix with hot, sticky cum. Each thrust delivered more and more until he could feel it spill out of Nisha's pussy and down his shaft.

Nisha took her face out of the pillow, turning it sideways so she could urge him on. "Oh yes, that feels good Rishi. Oh God, I can feel it! It's so hot inside my pussy! Give me all you've got." Chris was quite a heavy cummer but Rishi seemed to be releasing more sperm than she had experienced before and it felt good. She could feel her body sucking his cum deep inside her and it felt good.

As his orgasm receded Rishi wanked his cock slowly, teasing out the last few drops of semen before he very slowly pulled out. As his tip withdrew, Nisha's pussy, stretched and gaping, spilled his mess onto the sheets.

Nisha rolled onto her back and drew up her knees. She let Rishi watch as she pushed his seed out, his cum dripping slowly from her pink lips and over her bumhole. She wished Chris was here to see. She knew how much it would turn him on to see another man's cum flowing from her fertile pussy.

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"It sounds like your wife has just made my husband cum," Meenakshi said as she recognised the sound of Rishi's cum grunts coming through the wall. "I bet he enjoyed that. I'm sure you'll enjoy cumming just as much."

Chris was well on the way to cumming. By now he was balls deep in Meenakshi's pussy, fucking her from behind. "Mmmm... I know," he replied. "It sounds like he enjoyed it. Are you ready for my cum yet, Meenakshi? Where do you want it?"

"I want you to squirt it over my belly," Meenakshi replied. "Then I want you to lick it all up and spit it in my mouth. I want to swallow every drop." Chris was amazed at Meenakshi's rudeness but it turned him on to think of cum-swapping with her. He knew that after abstaining from sex or wanking for three days he would have plenty of cum to give her.

He carried on fucking her from behind, enjoying the smooth glide of his cock as he repeatedly withdrew almost completely before driving his cock deep inside Meenakshi's wet pussy. Pulling her bum cheeks apart he looked at Meenakshi's hole. It looked tight and ripe for fucking. He thought about pulling out of her pussy and giving Meenakshi her first experience of anal now, but Meenakshi wanted his cum on her belly and when he fucked her arse he wanted to finish off in there. Besides, Meenakshi's purring told him that she was enjoying her pussy being fucked for now.

Chris ordered Meenakshi off the bed and back to the sofa. Lying her down on her back he knelt in front of her and entered her again. Meenakshi spread herself wide and held back her legs as his thrusts increased in intensity and his orgasm neared. He enjoyed watching his cock splitting her pussy lips apart as he leaned back, fucking her with his tip only. Before long he could feel his balls tighten, his breathing deepen, and the tip of his cock become sensitive and ready to shoot. He stopped trying to stave off his orgasm and allowed his cum to flow.

Meenakshi saw Chris's face begin to contort in ecstasy and knew his orgasm was upon him. He slowed his thrusting as he felt the cum welling at the base of his cock. "Yes, use my pussy. Fuck me until you cum then squirt your seed over my belly," Meenakshi urged.

Chris couldn't hold back any longer and shot a load inside Meenakshi before withdrawing and dumping three more thick strings of cum on her belly. He carried on wanking himself until the pulsing sensation in his cock began to recede and he knew he was dry. A big droplet of cum remained on the tip of his cock so he wiped it off with the tip of his finger. Offering it to Meenakshi, she pulled his finger towards her mouth and, looking him in the eye provocatively, took his whole finger into her mouth and sucked it clean.

His cum looked white and shiny on Meenakshi's dark skin as she took hold of his cock and slowly continued to wank him, making sure the last few drops of ejaculate weren't wasted.

"You're a good boy," Meenakshi said soothingly. "Lots of cum for me to drink - and you even gave me some in my pussy too!"

"'I'm sorry, I couldn't hold back," Chris said apologetically.

He moved to the floor, kneeling between her open legs to lick up the cum that was now leaking freely from Meenakshi's pussy. He took his time, enjoying the taste of her freshly fucked hole. Their intermingling juices on his tongue was a heady, salty mix and he wanted to share it with Meenakshi. She opened her mouth and allowed him to slowly spit it onto her tongue. Meenakshi didn't swallow but instead rolled the thick, white liquid around on her tongue, waiting until Chris had slurped up all the cum from her belly before she thought about swallowing.

It took Chris some time to lick the last drops from Meenakshi's belly. It was difficult holding so much sperm in his mouth while trying to lick and suck up more. He persisted until eventually he had his whole load in his mouth. Moving onto the sofa he knelt over Meenakshi and gathered the cum on his tongue, allowing it to slowly dribble into Meenakshi's open mouth. When he pulled away, Meenakshi opened her mouth to show him his white mess before swallowing the lot.

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Next door, Nisha and Rishi had recovered from their first fuck and Nisha was ready for more. Sucking his enormous cock and balls had got Rishi hard again and Nisha was ready to take his cock in her bum at last. Retrieving a tube of lube from the bedside table, she applied liberal amounts to her bumhole before smearing Rishi's cock with more. "I'm ready for you now, Rishi. I want to take every inch of you inside my arse. Be gentle with me."

Nisha bent over and pulled her bum cheeks apart. Rishi needed no further encouragement. Placing the tip of his cock at Nisha's entrance he began to force his way inside her. He knew he should take things slowly at first and tried to be gentle as Nisha had asked, but weeks of frustration had left him desperate and in need of satisfaction. Nisha let out a small gasp as his tip broke through but he didn't pause. Instead he pushed harder, enjoying Nisha's moans of pleasure and discomfort as more and more of his thirteen inches disappeared into her bumhole. Only when he was three quarters of the way inside her did he stop and allow Nisha time to adjust to his rude intrusion.

For Nisha the feeling of Rishi's thick rod stretching her was a searing mix of pleasure and pain. She had used her dildo earlier in the day to stretch herself ready for Rishi but she had been gentle with herself; Rishi was not so kind. Initially it felt good with just his tip inside her but as he roughly pushed the thickest part of his cock inside her it had become more difficult to accommodate him and she wasn't sure how much more she could take. She knew she had taken longer dildos but Meenakshi had been right; it wasn't Rishi's length but his girth that was most challenging. Eventually the discomfort in her hole subsided and she pulled her cheeks apart again, tacitly inviting Rishi to continue deeper into her arse.

Rishi picked up the lube and applied more to the base of his cock. He had no intention of stopping until Nisha had taken every inch of his dick and he began to push it even deeper inside her. Nisha's bum was gripping him tightly and it felt good; so much more intense than her pussy. He carried on pushing, watching intently as the rest of his cock disappeared inside her.

Nisha knew she would have to relax more and closed her eyes to focus as Rishi's cock made its way further into her bum. It seemed for a moment that she had taken all she could but another strong push from Rishi allowed him to get deeper still. Eventually she felt his short pubic hair touch her bum and his balls flick against her pussy lips and she knew he was all the way inside her.

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Chris had needed very little recovery time after his first orgasm. Meenakshi had been licking his cock clean of their juices, telling him as she did so how much she wanted his cock in her bum. "I can't wait to feel this inside my arse," she had said as he became stiffer and stiffer again. "I know that later I'll want to tell Rishi all about how you took my anal cherry and what it feels like to take your cock in my most private place but I know it's going to have to stay our secret. I'm looking forward to feeling you fuck me, shoot your cum inside me and watching as I let it drip out."

Unsurprisingly this had got Chris very hard very quickly and he wanted to take Meenakshi again, this time the way she had craved for so long. He told her to kneel on the sofa and spread her legs.

Chris wanted Meenakshi to enjoy her first taste of anal and unlike Rishi, was prepared to wait before he took her. He knelt on the floor and pulled Meenakshi's bum towards him, gently licking her rim and getting her used to having her hole touched. Meenakshi moaned as she felt Chris's tongue flick her arsehole and she held on tight to the back of the sofa enjoying being pleasured. He pulled apart her cheeks, allowing his tongue to probe deeper. He could taste his own cum on her hole and couldn't wait to properly fill her with sperm next time he came.

Taking some lube, he covered his index finger and slowly eased it inside Meenakshi's hole. She gasped and he felt her tighten around his finger. She would have to loosen up if he was going to proceed much further.

After a short pause, Meenakshi relaxed and Chris was able to move his finger in and out of her with ease. He slid his middle finger inside her pussy, finger fucking her in both holes at once. "Oh yes, I love that!" she cried. "Keep doing that and I'll cum again." Chris found Meenakshi's G-Spot and concentrated on working it with his fingers. Pausing for a moment he licked both fingers, savouring the taste of her pussy on one finger and her arse on the other. Pushing both fingers inside her again he continued finger fucking her, reading her body language to work out where and how she most liked to be touched. Pinching both fingers together and finger-fucking her hard and to the knuckle elicited the strongest response and when Chris coupled that with some clitoral stimulation, Meenakshi reached her climax. She came noisily around his fingers and a jet of clear pussy juice squirted over his hand and onto the sofa.

"Sorry, I should have mentioned I squirt sometimes," Meenakshi said, still leaning over the back of the sofa.

"Don't worry - Nisha has squirted on this sofa more times than I can remember. That's why we got a leather one - it cleans easily," Chris replied laughing. He got a wet cloth from the en-suite and wiped the sofa down, passing a towel Meenakshi so she could wipe the wetness from between her legs.

Sitting down next to Meenakshi, Chris decided he wasn't prepared to wait any longer. Meenakshi's arse had been thoroughly finger-fucked and now she was ready for his cock. With Meenakshi still recovering from her orgasm, he covered his cock with lube, turned Meenakshi onto her side and placed his cock at her hole. With one strong push he was inside her. Meenakshi gasped as Chris slowly pushed his way in as far as he could go.

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At last Nisha had what she wanted - a huge cock sliding in and out of her bum and the feeling was incredible. After he had roughly pushed his way inside her Rishi had taken things more slowly; starting with small, almost imperceptible movements before his thrusts had become more pronounced. Nisha's arse had become looser and his cock easier to take and for the first time she was beginning to enjoy it fully. Now he was withdrawing completely before gradually filling Nisha up again. Her bum was enjoying Rishi's length and girth and she was ready to take things to the next level.

"Pull my hair and fuck me harder," she ordered, tossing her head back so Rishi could grab hold of her long dark hair. Rishi did as he was told, taking Nisha's hair in his left hand and pulling back hard. With his right hand he smacked Nisha twice on her bum before resuming his thrusts, this time harder than ever.

Rishi couldn't believe how good it felt. He had never experienced the feeling of being balls-deep in a woman before; how good it felt to have every inch of his cock gripped and stimulated at the same time. His cock had always been too long for any of his partners to fully take but now one of his oldest friends was giving him that pleasure, and with her arse too! It spurred him on to greater efforts and he increased the tempo further.

Nisha was in ecstasy and put her hand between her legs. Finding Rishi's swinging balls, she grabbed hold of them and squeezed hard. Rishi let out a cry of pain and Nisha let go, but it had already had the desired effect. Angry at Nisha's roughness, Rishi dispensed with niceties and started to get rough himself.

Pushing Nisha forward, he slapped her bum hard and told her to roll onto her back. Nisha reached for the lube and reapplied it to her bum before getting onto her back as ordered. She had no longer done so than Rishi was back inside her, his huge cock urgently fucking Nisha's tight hole.

Rishi moved Nisha's legs around his neck and leaned forward, thrusting as deep and as hard as he could and bending Nisha almost double. She had never felt anything like it and her loud moans and whimpers could be distinctly heard by Chris and Meenakshi in the room next door. Rishi looked like an enraged animal as he pounded her arse furiously, grunting and snorting with every thrust. Nisha had never been fucked like it before.

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Anal sex was everything Meenakshi had hoped it would be. It felt exciting and dirty to have her friend's husband doing to her what her own husband couldn't, especially as she could hear Nisha's moans and Rishi's grunts from next door as they too had their anal needs met.

Chris was clearly an experienced and sensitive lover and Meenakshi felt safe in his hands. She loved the way he partially withdrew, slowly fucking her with only his tip before pushing his cock in deep again, allowing her to feel his whole length. If he got the angle wrong and it became painful he would slow down and adjust until he got it right. Nisha was lucky to have such a good fuck for a husband!

He put her on her back and, holding her ankles, spread her legs wide. Kneeling above her, entered her slowly, throwing his head back as he pounded her bumhole.

"Let me taste my arse. Put your dirty cock in my mouth," Meenakshi said. She would never normally be this brazen but the intensity of the experience - and lots of wine - had loosened her inhibitions and she wanted to experience anal sex in all its dirtiness. Chris obliged; pulling out and kneeled astride her, allowing Meenakshi to lick their juices from his cock. She loved how dirty it made her feel and it turned her on even more.

Chris told Meenakshi to lie on the floor with her legs on the sofa. Sitting on the sofa between her open legs, he pulled her bum up towards him, bending Meenakshi almost double to get her in the right position. She pulled her bum cheeks wide, offering her gaping arse to him, and he was inside her again.

Despite the apparent discomfort of this position, Meenakshi found that now Chris's cock was hitting all the right places. She felt her G-Spot being stimulated by his cock and knew that if she was going to cum through anal sex, this was how she would do it. She touched her clitoris, moving her fingers over and around it using the lube from around her bum for extra glide. Yes, she wanted to cum now. As Chris increased the tempo, she placed two fingers inside her pussy, frantically fucking herself for a moment before resuming her clitoral stimulation. She threw back her head and closed her eyes as her orgasm took over and, putting two fingers in her pussy again, Meenakshi fingered herself to completion, squirting another clear stream of her juices over her head and onto the carpet behind her.

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Nisha was also flicking her clit as Rishi continued to fuck her angrily. He was still cross about Nisha squeezing his balls so hard and was taking out his anger on her arsehole. He withdrew his cock, held it tightly in his hand and drove it back inside her, this time into her pussy. After five or six deep strokes he pulled out again and plunged his full length back inside her bum. Every few moments he would alternate, as if unsure which hole he liked best.

By now Nisha was too turned on to care about the wisdom of taking Rishi's cock in both holes without concern for hygiene. The feeling was like nothing she had experienced before and she didn't want it to stop. She felt like a whore; a slut being used for Rishi's gratification, and she loved watching him take what he wanted from her. When Rishi roughly entered her pussy yet again she felt her orgasm quickly build and she came hard again, screaming loudly as the rush took hold of her entire body.

[akshatha]

"Yes, cum you fucking whore," Rishi grunted, without slowing his cadence. "Cum on my fucking cock." He loved watching Nisha cum. He had known her for years and had often imagined what it would be like to fuck her but he had never imagined she would be such an exciting, dirty fuck. Not only could she take his entire cock in her arse, she also put few limits on anything he wanted to do. He could be rough with her, abuse her verbally and physically, and she loved it. It seemed she wanted his big cock so much she was prepared to allow him to do anything he pleased, and he was glad to be taking full advantage. Meenakshi was an amazing fuck but Nisha was on a different level entirely.

Rishi intended to make the moment last and tried desperately to hold off his orgasm, but watching Nisha climax had brought him close to the point of no return. Seeing her limp, spent body below him passively taking his cock in both holes was such a turn on he couldn't hold back. He sent a first load of cum into her pussy before, pinching his cock to hold back the cum, he pulled out and forced his way into her bum, giving her a second blast of sperm in there. Pulling out again he slowly wanked the rest of his milk over Nisha's pussy before leaning back to look at the mess he had left.

He was pleased with his handiwork. He watched as a large droplet of his seed appeared at the entrance of Nisha's pussy before trickling down her bum cleft, meeting up with a similarly thick white flow escaping from her bum hole. The sticky white mess continued to drip downwards, ending up on the sheet under Nisha's still-gaping arse.

Nisha lay back, eyes closed, unable to move at first. Her latest orgasm had drained all the energy from her body and she had been rendered powerless against Rishi's aggressive double invasion. Her leg was still twitching uncontrollably and her chest heaved as she tried to get some air into her lungs again. She could feel the warm wetness of his cum in both her holes but didn't have the energy even to open her eyes much less to deal with the spunk seeping from her holes.

Slowly, her senses returned and, wiping her brow with her arm, she opened her eyes to see Rishi looking at her cum-soaked pussy and arse, apparently fascinated by the way his cum was still oozing out. Knowing that their time together was running short, she decided to leave Rishi with a final tawdry image to remember and, scooping up the cum from her pussy and arsehole with her fingers, she opened her mouth and let it slowly drip from her fingers and onto her tongue. After licking her fingers clean, she swallowed his cum.

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Meenakshi couldn't wait to feel Chris cum inside her arse. She had often wondered what it would be like; would she feel the warmth of his cum as he exploded inside her? How would it feel as his cock pulsed and throbbed during his release? She wouldn't have long to wait until she found out.

By now Meenakshi was sitting on Chris's lap as he continued his relentless pumping of her tightest hole. She remembered what Nisha had said; that Chris wanted anal with a woman who enjoyed it so she decided to let Chris know just how much she was appreciating his cock.

"Oh God, this is so good," she hissed into his ear. "So fucking good. I can feel every vein in your cock. Don't stop fucking my arse, Chris. Keep fucking me until you cum. Don't waste a drop - I want it all in my arsehole."

Chris had no intention of stopping but he knew his orgasm was approaching and he could only hold it off for so long. Meenakshi's dirty talk was only making it more difficult to postpone his orgasm. She opened her legs slightly and slipped her hand between them. Taking hold of his tight ball sack she gently massaged each ball between her fingers. She scraped her fingernails over his sack, inadvertently discovering another thing that drove Chris wild.

"Oh God, keep doing that! Keep scratching my balls!" Chris cried, and he put his head back to enjoy the double sensation of Meenakshi's fingernails scraping at his balls and her arse impaled on his cock.

"Mmm.. your balls are tight and hard," she told him. "In a minute I want you to stop holding back your orgasm. I want you to let your cum flow from your balls into my arse. I want to feel your cock throb inside me as you release your cum. I'm going to squeeze it out now." Meenakshi began squeezing more firmly on Chris's sack, trying to draw out as much of his sperm as she could, and he felt his orgasm building.

Meenakshi knew from Chris's grunts and his slowing thrusts that he was cumming. She gripped his cock tight in her arsehole to milk him for as much of his cum as she could. Her hand rhythmically squeezed on his balls as, with a few short stabs, he released his pent into her.

Still squeezing him with her bum and fingers, Meenakshi felt every wave of Chris's orgasm as his cock twitched wildly inside her. She knew that for every thrust and throb she was getting more and more of his sperm and she loved it. As she moved her fingers upwards from his balls to the base of his cock she felt his wetness already flowing out of her down the length of his shaft so she slowly wanked out more and more cum to keep her full.

"Yes, good boy," she said again. "Pump it all inside me. Fill my dirty bum with your thick, hot babies."

Chris continued his short, jerky jabs as Meenakshi drained his balls with her arse and fingertips. The release was like nothing he had experienced before. Months of anal frustration seemed to be coming out with every thick spurt of semen. Even after he felt his cock run dry his orgasm continued as Meenakshi's arse gripped his cock tightly. Eventually it became too sensitive to carry on his thrusts and he slowed to a stop. Meenakshi's bum relaxed around his cock and he slowly pulled out of her.

Still sitting on Chris's lap, Meenakshi leant back on his chest and drew her legs back around her ears. He could feel her heart beating quickly through her chest as he held her under each breast; she had clearly enjoyed her first anal experience as much as he had. Meenakshi started straining to push out Chris's cum until, with a series of loud, wet, farting sounds his cum dribbled out of her and onto his cock below. Scooping up the remaining cum from her hole, Meenakshi licked his thick cum from her fingertips before rolling off Chris. Kneeling on the floor between his open legs, she started sucking and licking up the mess she had farted onto his cock moments earlier as he lay back, still spent from his orgasm.

"I'm such a cum slut," she said matter-of-factly as she gobbled up his sperm. "I love your saltiness in my mouth. I bet you didn't think I'd be such a whore, did you?"

Chris was too drained to even reply.

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Resting on the bed next door, Nisha and Rishi giggled as they heard the unmistakable sound of Meenakshi farting out Chris's cum. "It sounds like your husband has broken my wife," Rishi laughed. "I hope she's not too sore."

Nisha smiled. "If anyone's going to be sore it's me; being mercilessly fucked by this bad boy." She squeezed his now flaccid cock. Nisha went quiet for a moment, thinking deeply before she spoke.

"Rishi - I know we said this was going to be a one off swap, but what do you think? If the other two have enjoyed it as much as we have should we do it again? Regularly even? I think I'll go crazy otherwise; seeing you all the time but not getting serviced by your cock again."

"I'm up for it," Rishi replied, "You're fucking amazing in bed but obviously I'll have to check with Meenakshi."

**********

"God yes!" Meenakshi couldn't have been more certain. "As long as Nisha and Rishi are happy about it I'd love for this to become a regular thing." She was lying on her front next to Chris as he puffed on his vape, his cock still leaking thick drops of cum onto the sheets.

With only a few minutes until their two hours of fun was due to finish Chris had also tentatively raised the idea of making their arrangement more than a one-off. He was surprised and delighted at Meenakshi's enthusiastic response. "Good - there's so much more we can do with that tight little arse of yours." He slapped Meenakshi's bum appreciatively.

"And is there anything else Nisha doesn't like that I can, er... help you with?" Meenakshi asked. "There's something else I'd like you to do with me?"

"Really? What?" Chris was surprised.

"Well, Rishi's quite a dominant guy as you know so he's never really allowed me to explore my dominant side much, especially in bed. Are you up for a bit of femdom action?"

For Chris the evening was just getting better and better.

***********

When 12.30 came around, both husbands slightly sheepishly left their rooms to return to their wives. Passing on the landing, each caught the other's eye and broke into a wide grin. They said nothing to one another as they passed but their pleasure was clear from the high five they exchanged before each closed their bedroom door behind them.

***********

Nisha was texting as Chris returned to the bedroom. He guessed she would be messaging Meenakshi to check she had had a good time. She looked so sexy with her glasses on and her hair ruffled; she had obviously had a very good fucking. Chris gave Nisha a deep, loving kiss and she kissed him forcefully in return. Chris could smell Rishi's after shave on his wife and it turned him on to think his wife must still be full of Rishi's cum.

"You've not taken a shower, have you?" Chris asked.

"No, you?" Chris shook his head.

The final, secret part of Chris and Nisha's arrangement was about to be enacted. Nisha removed Chris's dressing gown and boxers and started stroking his dick hard again. It turned her on to think Chris's cock was still covered in Meenakshi's juices and she was pleased Chris had kept his promise not to shower so she could enjoy his dirty cock.

Chris lay down on the bed and Nisha knelt astride him, ready to go into the sixty-nine position. "You're sure you still want to do this? she asked.

"Yes," Chris replied. "I need to make sure my wife is clean after being fucked by another man."

Nisha lowered her pussy onto his mouth and took his cock deep into hers. She slurped greedily on Chris's cock wishing she could ask him what he had done with Meenakshi, but under the rules of their tryst she couldn't. However she knew his cock must still be covered in Meenakshi's arse and pussy juices and the taste of his dirty cock sent her head into a spin. She licked up and down his shaft enjoying the spicy mix of arse and pussy juice, lube and cum.

Meanwhile Chris was enjoying the unmistakable salty taste of his wife's cum filled pussy. He knew from the state of the sheets that much of Rishi's seed must have leaked out shortly after he had squirted it inside her but he knew from experience that Nisha would leak for hours afterwards. After a morning fuck she would often tell him that his cum was spilling out of her all afternoon, so he knew she must still have lots of Rishi's cum inside her and it turned him on.

Chris moved his tongue to Nisha's arsehole. He thought how stretched this little hole must have been to take Rishi's huge cock and although it was no longer gaping wide, it still looked red and sore. Rishi must have given Nisha a really good seeing to, he thought. He gently licked Nisha's rim, hearing her purr at the soothing feeling of his warm tongue on her red-raw hole.

Nisha climbed off Chris and bent over ready to be fucked. "Come on Chris - reclaim what's rightfully yours," she said, waving her bum in the air. Chris moved behind her and roughly entered her pussy.

Nisha loved feeling so slutty. Two cocks inside her pussy in one night! It felt good to have Chris's cock again though. Rishi's had felt much better in her arse but Chris's cock was just right for her pussy and as he fucked her hard and fast, just the way she liked, she was glad to have her husband back.

Chris was feeling the same about his wife. He loved the way she moaned and talked dirty to him as he fucked her and tonight she was as good a fuck as ever. "Can you feel Rishi's cum in my hole?" she asked. "Does it feel good getting sloppy-seconds in your wife's used pussy?" It did feel good. Chris's cock slid easily in and out of her cunt and he knew Rishi's cum was lubricating his thrusts. When he pulled out there was the unmistakable sight of another man's cum on his cock.

"I'm going to reclaim your arse too," Chris said dominantly and he thrust his cock into Nisha's bum hole. Nisha didn't need any lube. Although raw and a bit sore, her bum had been stretched to breaking point by Rishi's cock minutes earlier so she could easily take Chris's smaller, thinner dick. Again, Rishi's cum made effective lube as Chris roughly pushed his way inside her.

Getting to his feet, Chris crouched over Nisha for extra purchase and carried on thrusting deep into his wife's arse. He knew Nisha wouldn't be enjoying his cock as much as she undoubtedly had Rishi's but he didn't care. He had always pushed the slight pang of jealousy he had about his wife being fucked by another guy to the back of his mind but now his latent possessive jealousy was coming out. He wanted to totally own Nisha and roughly fucking her was his way to do it. Feeling his orgasm build he pushed Nisha roughly onto her back.

"Open your mouth," he ordered before two thick ropes of cum splashed over Nisha's face and into her hair, totally missing her open mouth. Nisha smiled and took his cock in her mouth again to relieve him of the last of his sperm.

**********

Next door Meenakshi and Rishi had showered, fucked and were now discussing the evening's events.

"I know you can't tell me about what happened," Meenakshi asked, "...but did you get what you came for?"

"Yes, it scratched an itch I've had for a long time," Rishi replied. "Did you?"

"Totally. Your wife is no longer an anal virgin you'll be pleased to know." Rishi laughed.

"Nor your husband!" Rishi hesitated then raised the elephant in the room. "I don't know what you think, Meenakshi, but Nisha seemed keen to do this again, maybe regularly. If you're not keen, it's fine but..."

"Absolutely!" Meenakshi cut him off. "Chris and I had the same conversation. It's not fair to give ourselves a taste of the pleasure only to deny ourselves afterwards - it doesn't make sense! We all had fun tonight, nobody was disappointed or hurt it seems, so why not? What do you want to do with Nisha next time?"

"I just want a bit more of Nisha's arse," Rishi replied. "...but maybe it would be fun to all be in the same room next time. Would you be up for a foursome? I'd love to watch as Chris fucked you in the arse again."

"Hmmm... that sounds like fun, naughty boy. I'd like to see Nisha take your cock in her arse too - I can barely believe she managed it! I'll suggest it to Nisha at breakfast and see what she says."

**********

Nisha and Meenakshi met again for drinks the following Friday to arrange their next husband swap. It was the first time they had met since Meenakshi and Rishi had left Chris and Nisha's house the morning after their night of fun and there was much to discuss with the boys not around. As Meenakshi arrived - late again - the two friends smiled, hugged and high fived one another.

Pouring Meenakshi a glass of wine, Nisha didn't even wait for her to take off her coat and sit down. They had both been eagerly awaiting this moment.

"Okay, fuck confidentiality - that was just for the boys. You start. Tell me everything you and Chris got up to last weekend and don't leave out any details."

They were both still in the pub at closing time.

[akshatha]

--------Part 2--------
Nisha loved people-watching and had deliberately chosen to sit at a table which afforded her an unobstructed view of the people eating and drinking in the busy bar below. She knew Meenakshi would be late for their lunch date and her phone was on red so Nisha had decided to just sit back, relax, and watch the world go by. With a bottle of Prosecco chilling in a bucket on the table and a few quiet moments to herself she was able to forget about cooking, tidying the house for visitors and all the other stresses of the festive period and just chill for a while.

She watched as groups of attractive young women with designer shopping bags sat chatting excitedly over lunch, regaining their strength before returning to the chaos of the Oxford Street stores before Christmas. Inwardly, Nisha congratulated herself on having completed her shopping weeks before the shops began to get busy. In the middle of the room stood a group of rowdy football supporters enjoying a pre-match beer before heading to whichever of the many London stadia their team were playing at today. She imagined their wives taking advantage of their absence to spend the afternoon with their secret lovers before their husbands returned, pissed and stinking of curry, in time for Match of the Day.

Nisha most liked to watch the attractive young couples, remembering the excitement, innocence and sexual discovery of her own early relationships. She would watch with amusement and a pang of jealousy as the handsome young men flirted and showed off, desperately trying to impress the beautiful women whose company they shared. When she was feeling horny Nisha would imagine them having sex, wondering how each liked to be pleasured and what kinks they might be into.

Today her attention was drawn to a young couple arguing on a sofa near the door. The woman was obviously upset with her boyfriend who was failing in his attempts to adequately excuse whatever it was he had done wrong. Nisha was too far away to hear what the argument was about but she felt sorry for the guy as he tried in vain to apologise and make things right again. She knew that later, once the woman had eventually forgiven him, they would have the intense sex that always follows an argument: the urgent fucking that comes from a renewed appreciation of your partner and relief that the argument is over. She imagined his head between her legs, his tongue having much more success in making her happy than it currently was. And the woman astride him, furiously riding him to completion before melting into his arms. It turned her on to think of them "forgiveness fucking" that evening and she wished she could be there to watch.

Nisha wondered: if somebody in the bar secretly observed her in the way she observed others how would they imagine her sex life? Would they picture her as the submissive, suburban Indian wife of stereotype; surrendering to her husband's demands for sex but having little desire of her own? Certainly the relaxed fit, elderflower dress she was wearing was slightly conservative and not overtly sassy, even if its V-neck revealed a moderate amount of cleavage and Nisha's curves gave it a sexiness most other women couldn't. And it was true that her husband, Chris, would sometimes pull her skirt up, move her panties to one side and fuck her where she stood - something she loved. But could they possibly imagine the truth; that behind the demure, respectable exterior Nisha hid an altogether sluttier side? Could they guess that she was in the pub to make arrangements to swap husbands with her best friend for the second time and that she did so purely for the satisfaction of feeling her friend's husband's thirteen inches of cock spilling sperm into her bumhole? She hoped not. After all, everyone should have their secrets.

Bored, she looked away from the crowds and looked at the architecture of the pub. It had clearly once been a cinema or theatre but Nisha remembered it from its time as a music venue in the 80s and 90s. She had been a few times with friends while at university to see some long-forgotten heavy metal bands. She tried to imagine her twenty-one year old self in the darkened venue amongst all the leather and long hair; the smell of smoke, Jack Daniel's and patchouli oil heavy in the air. The view of the band from where she now sat, on what had once been the upstairs gallery, would have been amazing then, but what had once been the stage was now occupied not by a rock group with screaming guitars but by a group of old men and a couple with a screaming toddler. She was sure there must be a metaphor for her life there but struggled to work out what it was.

Nisha's reflections were brought to an abrupt end when she spotted Meenakshi making her way across the room below her towards the stairs. It wasn't difficult to pick her out in the crowd; tall, slim and with an impeccable mane of glossy, raven hair, Meenakshi cut an imposing figure as she strode confidently past the busy tables, the sound of her boot-heels on the laminate floor audible even from Nisha's vantage point high above.

Nisha couldn't help but be impressed as the throng of thirsty men queueing by the bar opened up in front of Meenakshi to allow her past. She watched as the men noticed her approach, immediately drew back to let her through then checked out her bum as she passed them by. Levis were very kind to shapely women, Nisha had always thought. Meenakshi was the ultimate Indian MILF and Nisha had always considered her husband, Rishi, a very lucky guy. Meenakshi began to climb the stairs to the mezzanine. Clocking Nisha, she waved and flashed her big, white smile. Nisha felt the gaze of a dozen men shift in a moment from Meenakshi towards her.

Lunch with Meenakshi was always good for Nisha's ego. Even at fifty-one, Nisha was quite capable of attracting the attention of men when in bars on her own, but when she and Meenakshi got together the level of attention they both received was much, much greater. Occasionally, they would flirt back if the men looked capable of sustaining an interesting conversation but there was never any temptation to be unfaithful. Both women loved their husbands and fucking random guys was never an attractive proposition for either of them.

Nisha stood up to greet her friend, kissing her on both cheeks as they hugged one another excitedly. The damp December weather clung to Meenakshi's black leather jacket and her face was ice cold against Nisha's cheek but she was too excited to care. She had missed Meenakshi in the two months since they had last met.

"God, it's freezing out there!" Meenakshi said as she removed her jacket, making an exaggerated shivering action to accentuate her point. "I know it's December but fucking hell!" Nisha took Meenakshi's jacket and hung it over the back of a chair to dry as Meenakshi blew on her freezing hands, rubbing them together briskly in an attempt to get some feeling back. "Sorry I'm late by the way; the bus was going nowhere fast and the traffic was diverted due to some protest march going on."

Nisha loved Meenakshi's excuses and couldn't help teasing her friend. "Twelve thirty for a twelve o'clock meet? That's early by your standards, Meenakshi - well done!" The friends laughed; Meenakshi's adherence to "Indian time" was legendary and sometimes it could be really irritating, but today Nisha had expected nothing else and had quite enjoyed the time alone.

Nisha poured a glass of Prosecco for Meenakshi and topped up her own as the pair sat down. "So how have you been?" Meenakshi asked. "It seems like ages! It's just been so busy, what with our trip to India and Christmas only a week away. And the kids need to be driven to parties or netball matches every second day it seems."

"I know! It's been crazy with us too," Nisha replied. "But tell me, how was India? Did the funeral go okay?"

"God, you wouldn't recognise Delhi, Nisha. Every time I go back it seems to have changed beyond recognition. But it was amazing - very hot - and yes, the funeral went okay. Rishi was upset of course - it was his favourite uncle and his death came as such a shock - but he's getting over it now. I try to cheer him up to take his mind off things and that seems to work," a wink from Meenakshi confirmed that the sort of "cheering up" Nisha had imagined was correct. "But he hasn't really been himself since we got back; he's been a bit moody and demanding. I'm hoping that our weekend away at New Year will help."

The weekend they had planned in the Lake District had been the reason Meenakshi and Nisha were meeting. Although the cottage had been booked months earlier there was still much to plan and it wasn't only the travel arrangements that required attention. "But are you sure Rishi will want to... you know... swap again? If he's still grieving he might not be in the mood. Chris and I will totally understand if you want to postpone or cancel. We can go in the summer if that's better for Rishi."

It was a question Nisha had been afraid to ask since she had heard about Rishi's uncle's death. The trip to the Lake District had been planned in order to give the two women a chance to further explore their new-found interest in swinging with each other's husbands. Some time away from London, family and work had seemed like a good idea when they had booked but with the changed circumstances, Nisha had been concerned that Meenakshi and Rishi might want to delay.

"Nisha, if there's one thing that will make Rishi feel better it's a weekend away with you guys. He was so excited in September when I told him we'd booked it and I know he's been looking forward to..." Meenakshi leaned in, looking around to check nobody could hear, "...fucking your arse again. I know you must be desperate for his huge cock in your arse by now too. Chris and I have our own plans, as you know. So yes, I'm sure Rishi will be up for it. There's no way we're going to cancel."

The "plans" Meenakshi mentioned had been discussed immediately after she and Chris had fucked during the first husband swap. He had satisfied Meenakshi's need for anal pleasure - for the time being at least - but there were other things Meenakshi wanted to try that would work better outside her marriage and domination was one of them. Rishi was too naturally dominant a character to make a willing submissive, and the dynamics of his relationship with Meenakshi would make a femdom scenario between the two of them seem false and unconvincing. But with Chris Meenakshi felt she could explore her inner dominatrix much more satisfactorily and he had seemed to welcome her suggestion enthusiastically. Since Nisha and Meenakshi had few secrets, the plan had been shared in full with Nisha shortly afterwards.

"So you still want to do the domination thing with Chris?" Nisha asked. "I know he would enjoy it. He's tried to get me to do domination and humiliation with him before but it doesn't really float my boat. I guess we're both naturally a bit submissive and humiliating my husband doesn't seem right, even if it is just play."

"I know what you mean," Meenakshi replied. "That's partly why it wouldn't work if I did it with Rishi, or at least when it's only the two of us. But yes, I've been planning what I'll do with Chris since he first agreed to it. And that's why I suggested meeting you here. Once we've had lunch I thought I might take you shopping in Soho. There are some shops I want to visit and some... items... I want to buy, and I would value your opinion."

Soho, London's renowned sex district, was just around the corner from the bar in which the women sat. The area was packed with adult shops, ranging from book and video stores through to seedy sex toy shops and niche gay clothing outlets. Meenakshi would undoubtedly be spoiled for choice whatever it was she wanted to buy.

"So will you come shopping with me?" Meenakshi asked. "Is there anything you need to buy for your next time with Rishi?"

"Of course I'll come," Nisha replied excitedly, " ...although I hope nobody sees us going into the shops. Imagine if I bump into a work colleague or something!"

"Oh, don't worry. Just pull your scarf around your face. And anyway, if you meet a work colleague you might just as well ask them what they are doing in a sex shop!" They laughed.

"True," Nisha reasoned. "But I'm not sure if I need to buy anything. As you know, Rishi's request for next time was that we all fuck in the same room: you said he gets turned on by the idea of watching and being watched, so we can certainly do that. I know he wants to watch Chris fuck your arse and it will appeal to his dominant alpha male side to have Chris watch as he fucks me too, but I'm not sure I need to buy anything in particular for that. I'll keep an eye open for something that might spice things up even more though."

Meenakshi ordered lunch and another bottle of Prosecco and by the time she and Nisha left the pub, both were a little tipsy and any inhibitions or embarrassment they had about visiting Soho's sex shops quickly disappeared. As they merged with the crowds on Old Compton Street they felt anonymous and safe, and besides, most other passers-by were equally fascinated by the displays of lingerie and bondage gear in the shop fronts, enticing people in to investigate the more explicit items hidden from public view.

In an attempt at discretion, Nisha and Meenakshi visited a shop which, while ostensibly a regular bookshop, advertised an adult store on a sign above the door. Making their way inside, the girls were disappointed: the whole floor just seemed to be filled with unappealing non-fiction books and calendars with dogs on. But then Meenakshi noticed a staircase to the basement. Half way down the stairs was a neon sign indicating that this was the way to the sex shop.

As casually as possible, the girls made their way down the stairs. Although both women had visited sex shops before neither felt particularly comfortable as they reached the bottom step and made their way inside the room. The basement was dark and musty and what little light there was seemed to come primarily from lurid neon signs flickering in the darkness. It took their eyes a moment to adjust to the gloom and make out the full extent of the treasure trove they had discovered.

"Oh my God," Nisha whispered as they tentatively made their way into the room. "Look at this shit!" Both girls were wide eyed and incredulous. The room was much bigger than they had anticipated and the range of items was impressive. Every wall was packed from floor to ceiling with all manner of clothing and sex toys, some of which were easy to identify, others utterly baffling. An old man sat by a cash register in the corner reading a foreign newspaper. He nodded to acknowledge the women's arrival before returning to his newspaper. Apart from the old man they were alone. They slowly started to browse the room.

"So what are you looking for, Meenakshi?" Nisha whispered. "What do you have in mind for Chris?"

"Well, I have a few ideas around clothing," Meenakshi replied. "I'm thinking of a latex cat-suit or something similar, but I want it to be quite revealing and accessible too - I don't want to have to take it off to get fucked. And maybe stilettos of some sort; I'm not sure if the ones I have at home will do. I'll need to choose my outfit and then decide."

"And what about toys?" Nisha was intrigued.

"Well that's where I will really value your opinion," Meenakshi said. "You have a much better idea about what Chris enjoys. I know you haven't done much domination and BDSM stuff but you can probably guess what he will like - and also what is likely to turn him off."

Meenakshi picked up a curved, bulbous vibrator from the discount basket and scrutinised the packaging and price tag. "I desperately need a new one of these," she said matter-of-factly. "Mine is so old now and the newer ones come with many more features."

"Look at this! A butt plug for him and a vibrator for her," Nisha said enthusiastically. "You can control each other's device from your phone even if you're on the other side of the world from one another! I'd ask Chris to put the butt plug in while he's lecturing at the uni and I'm at work - that could be fun!" She looked at the price tag and put it back disappointed.

"Does Chris use a butt plug?" Meenakshi asked. "How comfortable is he about putting things in his arse?"

"Yes, he does," Nisha replied. "He usually puts one in when we have sex - unless it's just a quickie. He says it gives him a much stronger orgasm and he cums longer and much more heavily. You can tell how intense it is from his cum-face. Sometimes he looks like a fucking gargoyle when he cums with his plug in!"

Meenakshi laughed loudly but controlled herself when the old guy in the corner looked up disapprovingly. "Okay, well I won't buy one if he has one already but that gives me food for thought." She carried on browsing. "Now this is something I definitely want to buy."

Nisha joined her and looked at the small box Meenakshi held in her hand. At first she couldn't make out what it was but the picture and wording told her what she needed to know. "Hmmm, a ball divider?"

"Yes," Meenakshi replied. "It's just a rubber strap with poppers on but clipped together correctly it forms a figure-of-eight shape around the cock and balls, splitting them apart. I've seen it on Lovehoney. Do you think Chris will enjoy some ball play? I know he's very sensitive down there."

"Yes, he is. He loves it when I squeeze his balls hard when I'm giving him a hand-job or when he's fucking me from behind, and he loves it when I suck his balls into my mouth, so yes, it's definitely something he'll go for. It's only ten pounds - go for it." Meenakshi held onto the box and carried on browsing.

"Have you tried these?" Nisha asked, picking up some anal beads.

"Yes, we tried using them when Rishi was trying to get me to do anal. He thought that because the beads get progressively bigger further down the stem he could gradually open me up enough to take his big cock but even the biggest bead didn't work - his cock was still too big. Just as well I have your husband to take care of that side of things now." She winked.

"Hmmm..." Nisha replied, replacing the beads. They didn't look big enough to satisfy her: Nisha could only get off from anal stimulation when her hole was completely full which was why she loved being fucked by Rishi.

"Oooooh, yes!" Meenakshi said excitedly, striding purposefully into the corner of the room. A mannequin had been dressed up in a five-point restraint; it was lying on its front, its hands pinned behind its back and its ankles drawn back to meet them. It's neck was also held by the same device, pulling its head backwards towards its tethered limbs. The mannequin looked so helpless, lying on its front and trussed like a roast chicken. "I'm definitely getting one of these! I'm going to enjoy using this on your husband!" She picked up a packaged one from the shelf and read about the features. "You can detach the restraints and use them separately as handcuffs, leg restraints or a dog lead, or you can put them all together, as with the mannequin." She put the box under her arm determinedly before moving on to the dildo section.

Hearing Meenakshi twice refer to Chris as Nisha's husband suddenly worried Nisha as the weirdness of the situation struck home. Here she was, in a Soho sex shop with her best friend, shopping for items which Meenakshi would use when fucking her husband. For a fleeting moment Nisha became concerned that the arrangement had gone too far and that it was becoming out of her control, but she quickly put things into perspective.

She figured that they had only swapped husbands once before and that the experience had been mind-blowing for all four of them. Her relationship with Chris had been better than ever since their first husband swap and besides, she wanted more of Rishi's enormous cock. She knew all four of them were beneficiaries of the arrangement and her moment of concern instead turned to a feeling of great excitement. She decided to look for something that would enhance her pleasure when she next fucked Meenakshi's husband to even things up.

[akshatha]

Catching up with Meenakshi, Nisha surveyed the dildo section. "Anything you like?" Nisha asked.

"I'm good for regular dildos at the moment," Meenakshi replied, "But how do you think Chris would feel about this?" Meenakshi indicated towards a strap-on set.

Picking up the box, Nisha read the information. This was much more than just a regular strap-on. It comprised an adjustable harness and a selection of vibrating dildos and butt plugs of various sizes. It gave the wearer the choice of attaching a dildo to the inside for her own pleasure as well as one on the front for fucking her partner. It looked incredible but the price tag was off-putting. "Two-hundred pounds! It looks great Meenakshi, but two-hundred pounds?"

"But if I bought it, would Chris enjoy being fucked with it? There are cheaper strap-ons but I like the idea that I could have my hole filled while I was fucking him and this one has loads of vibrating attachments. Would he go for it?" Meenakshi evidently wanted pegging Chris to be a feature of her domination scenario and looked appealingly to Nisha for the "right" answer.

Nisha thought about it for a moment. Chris often enjoyed using his butt plug but would a strap-on be taking things too far? She enjoyed stretching her bum with her enormous dildos but Chris had never - to her knowledge - shown any inclination for the same kind of pleasure. Nisha had put a finger or two inside him to stimulate his prostate when sucking him off or massaging him and he had loved that, but never a dildo. At two-hundred pounds it might be a risky spend.

"I honestly can't say, Meenakshi. What size is the smallest dildo?" Nisha read the box. "Okay, so the smallest one is way thinner than his butt plug so he can certainly take it. If he wants more - which he might - you have five more sizes you can use, although you'll be using one on yourself too, of course.

"But thinking about it, domination isn't really about what Chris wants - it's about you getting what you want. If he isn't taken out of his comfort zone you're probably not doing it right. And we know Chris is really turned on by the thought of being dominated and humiliated by you so yes, buy it! But I'll put in half the money. If he doesn't go for it, we split our losses. If he loves it, perhaps I can borrow it from time to time?"

"Agreed!" Meenakshi responded, and she put the box under her arm.

"And I'm going to buy this," Nisha said with affected sluttiness as she waved a long, silver vibrator in front of Meenakshi coquettishly. "I want both holes filled at the same time when I next fuck your husband. I want his big dick in my arse and this in my pussy." Nisha wouldn't normally be so brazen but a combination of being in a sex shop, a bottle of Prosecco, and the thought of their forthcoming husband swap had made her feel horny and outrageous.

"Mmmm, I look forward to watching that," Meenakshi replied in a similarly overt and slutty manner. "And if you're lucky I might use it on you myself. My husband can look after your arse while I take care of your pussy." Nisha should have known better than to try to out-smut Meenakshi but the thought of Meenakshi joining in with her and Rishi was titillating and exciting. Would she really do it at the next swap?

Both women were satisfied with the toys they had put aside but Meenakshi was still keen to get some latex clothing. She quickly discounted the cheap, tacky costumes that adorned the walls, instead heading for a rail with a wide selection of hand-made leather and latex outfits. After a few moments browsing, Meenakshi pulled a hanger from the rail and held it up in front of her to examine it. "Fuck! This is just the sort of thing I was hoping to find!" she said excitedly, before holding the outfit against her to check the size.

Nisha struggled for a moment to see how the outfit would be worn. It was a black one-piece cat-suit with some bits missing and while Nisha could imagine which bits these might be, it was difficult to see clearly in the gloom. Only when Meenakshi passed it to her could Nisha make out the detail. Although the cat-suit had a round neck, the entire chest panel was missing, as was a large section around the gusset, giving the skin tight leggings the appearance of cowboy chaps.

"Fucking hell, Meenakshi! This is hot! How much?" Nisha asked.

"Fuck the cost, I'm getting it," Meenakshi replied resolutely. "And besides, I have some shoes that will work perfectly with it and I won't need to buy any more, so I'm actually saving money." Nisha laughed. She had used that logic on Chris many times.

Nisha and Meenakshi made their way to the checkout. The old man suddenly became much more attentive when he saw how much the women were spending and even wished them a happy Christmas as they picked up their bags and headed back up the stairs.

Arriving at Tottenham Court Road underground station, the women hugged and wished each other a happy Christmas before going their separate ways. "This is going to be the hottest New Year ever!" Meenakshi said excitedly. "Tell your husband he's going to have an amazing time, and make sure he practises taking a dildo in his arse.

"I will," Nisha replied. "And warn your husband that things will get much, much hotter this time than last."

But neither Meenakshi nor Nisha had any idea just how hot things would get.

**********

The trip from London to the Lake District took Nisha and Chris around six hours, but once they were off the M25 motorway and heading north it was an easy drive and they found they were ahead of schedule. The cottage would become available from two o'clock and they had decided to leave early so they could spend the afternoon and evening unpacking and getting to know the area. Meenakshi and Rishi wouldn't arrive until much later as Rishi had to work until noon, so Nisha and Chris were looking forward to the first few hours on their own.

Driving through the Lake District was good for the soul. They decided to leave the motorway earlier than they needed to and take the scenic route past Windermere and on towards their final destination, Ullswater. The deep, ashen waters of the mere looked cold and forbidding as they drove past but the towering, bracken-clad mountains, their tops shrouded in low grey cloud with a light dusting of snow, brought home to Nisha how beautiful the northern countryside could be. As a London girl she wasn't used to such majestic scenery but for Chris this was like home. He had spent his formative years at boarding school nearby and had enjoyed camping, walking and climbing in the Lakes so he knew the area like the back of his hand.

"Not far now," he said. "Shortly we'll go through Troutbeck and through the hills, then the next lake we come to will be Ullswater."

Nisha was barely listening. She was fascinated by the fields of sheep and cows, all enclosed by the traditional dry stone walls common in this part of the country. Once, they stopped to allow a farmer to drive his herd over the road to lower ground and Nisha loved the energy and intelligence of the Border Collies as they assisted their master in his work. The pace of life was slow here and it seemed as though things had changed little in a hundred years.

She knew Chris was excited to be returning back up north and that the prospect of fucking, and being fucked by, Meenakshi meant he couldn't get there fast enough. He hadn't been at all fazed when Nisha had told him he should prepare himself for Meenakshi's strap-on. In fact, he had immediately ordered an "anal beginners kit" from the internet containing three dildos of different lengths and girths. He had explained that an ex-girlfriend had often fucked him with a strap-on and that he had enjoyed it but admitted it was many years ago and, as he put it, he had to get his "arse back into shape." He had also confessed to wondering what it would be like to be fucked by a man, a revelation that had put Nisha's imagination into overdrive.

Sometimes when she came home from work late or from a night out with the girls Nisha knew that Chris had been practising with his dildos. The shower would be wet, tiny traces of lube would still be wet on the sheets, and sucker marks from the dildos would be just about visible on the doors or laminate flooring. She didn't mention any of these things to Chris but it got her wet thinking about him training his arse for the pegging she knew she would be a spectator to. And she looked forward to maybe using the strap-on on him herself after Meenakshi had broken him in.

As they descended through Patterdale, the weak winter sun finally emerged and Ullswater at last lay ahead of them. Its name meant "peaceful water" Chris explained, and that was exactly how it looked now: calm, tranquil and very beautiful. Chris followed the SatNav now, driving through Glenridding village and up a long hilly track until they finally drew up outside the cottage.

Nisha eagerly climbed out of the car and looked down at the lake and mountain panorama below her. "God, this is beautiful!" she cried. "What an awesome place to spend New Year!" Chris joined her, hugging her tightly from behind as he too admired the scenery.

"I told you it would be lovely this time of year. Fucking cold, but lovely. Come on - let's look inside the cottage."

The key to the cottage lay underneath the flower pot as they had been promised by the owner so they let themselves in. The door opened directly onto a dimly-lit, oak panelled lounge. What little light there was struggled to make it through the old, cloudy glass of the small casement window. To the right was a small kitchen with a wood-burning stove and at the far end of the lounge an old fireplace, complete with a built-in bread oven and a crate of seasoned logs. The furniture consisted of an oxblood Chesterfield sofa with matching club and wing chairs, a coffee table and, under the open stairway, a Welsh dresser. A bookcase with ancient leather-bound books and a grandfather clock completed the antique furnishings.

"This is so beautiful!" Nisha said again, making her way inside the lounge to feel the texture of the leather upholstery. "It's so old but so, so beautiful. And look, the floor is just stones with a sheepskin rug on."

"And it's all so clean," Chris shouted from the kitchen. "It's beautifully kept and we have everything we need in here. This is going to be absolutely perfect!"

**********

After a cup of tea, Chris and Nisha took their luggage and provisions from the car. They decided they would take the smaller of the two bedrooms because it had a view of the lake so they unpacked their belongings there. The two bedrooms were as quaint and rustic as the lounge and, with no central heating in the cottage, both bedrooms had small fireplaces. Chris made a mental note to get both fires going early in the evening so Rishi and Meenakshi's room would be warm and welcoming for their arrival, and the whole cottage would be warm before bedtime.

Nisha was pleased that the rustic theme didn't extend to the bathroom which was comparatively modern and equipped with a bath and shower. The shower would be particularly useful for both of them: they had made sure to bring the shower head attachments they would both need for douching before being arse-fucked by Rishi and Meenakshi.

Having unpacked their belongings Nisha organised their provisions; stocking the kitchen cupboards while Chris built fires in the hearth and kitchen stove. Before long the fires took hold and the burning logs began to fill the cottage with the sights, sounds and smells of the past. Having finished unpacking the groceries, Nisha returned to the lounge, unable to resist lying on the sheepskin rug laid out in front of the fire. Chris stood above her warming his hands.

"Can we buy this place, Chris?" she joked. "Pleeease!"

"Of course Darling! As soon as we win the lottery it's yours," Chris replied sarcastically.

"I'll make it worth your while..." Nisha persisted, opening her legs and stroking her pussy through her jeans. She moved her other hand to her breasts, massaging them roughly through the thick woollen fibres of her jumper. "Why don't you come and join me?" she said seductively, tugging the leg of his jeans. "It's lovely and warm down here," she teased, massaging her pussy again.

Within moments, Chris and Nisha were face to face, naked on the sheepskin rug. Despite the warmth of the fire, a cold draught from under the door made the hairs on their bodies rise and the thick woollen rug felt soft and sensual on their naked bodies. Their tongues met in a long, slow kiss as Chris's hands moved slowly over Nisha's hips and bottom. Nisha had thought that Chris might lose control and take her quickly, pumping and dumping before suggesting they go for a walk, but the romantic surroundings had obviously made him want to take his time.

Chris moved downwards, kissing Nisha's neck and shoulders. His fingers gently traced a line up and down her inner thigh as she lay back to savour the sensations, goosebumps rising from her skin with every one of Chris's gentle touches. She arched her back and closed her eyes, moving her body upwards to meet Chris's hands and mouth as they caressed her. Then he straddled her, gently pinning her hands above her head before releasing and kissing her lips again. Nisha kept her arms where Chris had placed them, her breasts rising and falling rapidly as her breathing quickened and she felt her pussy tingle in anticipation of what was to come.

Nisha gasped as Chris's tongue moved to her large, dark nipples. He massaged both breasts simultaneously, gently tweaking one nipple to hardness with his cold hand as he softly kissed and licked the other one stiff. Keeping her hands behind her head, Nisha resisted the temptation to touch Chris back or to direct him, trusting him to know exactly how she liked to be pleasured. As he closed his mouth around her nipples she waited for him to suck and nibble them while pressing his mouth down hard on her breasts, just the way she liked to be sucked.

The coarse hairs on his muscular chest tickled Nisha's abdomen as Chris, still astride her, moved down her body, gently kissing her navel as he worked his way towards her pussy. Nisha suddenly became alarmed, remembering that she hadn't showered since the long journey. She cupped her hands around Chris's face.

"No. Let me freshen up before you go down there. No Chris, no..."

But Chris paid no attention. Kneeling at her feet, he gently moved her legs apart, pushing her shins back to bend her knees and open up her dark, inviting pussy lips. Immediately his face was in her trimmed black bush, his tongue licking her slit in a series of long, slow movements from her anus up, each lick stopping just short of her clitoris.

"No..." Nisha repeated softly, still holding on to his shaved head, but her protests were weak and rather than pushing his head away, she found her hands instead holding his head in place as he continued to tease her with his tongue. She released her grip, moving her hands back behind her head as she submitted to his will. She could feel her pussy moistening further as she relaxed and when he inserted his middle finger it glided in easily.

After what seemed like an age, Chris turned his attention to her clitoris, now engorged and aching for his touch. He pressed his tongue down hard, holding it there for a moment before flicking it firmly around and over her sensitive button. Reverting to longer slower licks, Chris kept his middle finger inside her, curling it upwards to massage her G-spot from the inside as his tongue continued to work on her clitoris.

Without moving his tongue away, Chris slipped his middle finger out of Nisha's pussy and moved it down to her tight bud.

"Oh God Chris, no. I've not douched..."

But it was too late. Using her pussy's wetness for lubrication, Chris's finger slipped easily inside her anus, his index finger replacing it inside her pussy as he began double finger-fucking her slowly.

"Noooo, noooo..." Nisha moaned as her husband's tongue and fingers continued their triple assault on her most sensitive places, but she couldn't resist. Instead, moving her hands down, she pulled apart her bum cheeks to allow him deeper inside, her feet resting on his back for support as she surrendered her body to him.

Nisha loved it when Chris was like this; strong, silent and bold. Maybe it was dormant feelings of guilt and shame that allowed her to enjoy kinky sex only when it was initiated by her partner, her token protestations enough to absolve her of any responsibility for the lewd acts in which she then became engaged. Perhaps Chris knew this which was why he played the dominant role she knew didn't come naturally to him. She resolved to let go of any repression and learn to be more dominant as Chris wanted, but until then she would allow Meenakshi to give Chris what she couldn't.

As she felt her orgasm build Nisha gently moved Chris's face away from her clitoris, taking over clitoral stimulation herself. She licked her fingers and began frantically rubbing her erect button, desperate to finish herself off. Chris removed his finger from her anus but continued to finger her pussy, curling his finger upwards to briskly rub the inside of her vagina as if scratching an itch. Nisha's panting and frenzied moans announced the onset of her orgasm and, gripping both their hands tightly between her thighs, she surrendered to her crisis at last. Her leg trembled as a wave of searing pleasure engulfed her once, twice, three times. Chris continued his finger curls and her own continued pressure on her clit prolonged her orgasm until, relaxing her legs, she took her hand away. As Chris removed his finger she lay still, legs open, enjoying the cooling draught on her hot, wet pussy lips.

Chris lay beside her on the rug and kissed her. Taking his stiff cock in her hand she began to slowly wank him, squeezing clear drops of pre-cum from his tip with every upward stroke.

"Ah, ah," he reprimanded, "Remember the rules. No cum three days before a swap. I need to save all my cum for Meenakshi just as Rishi is saving his for you."

It was true. The two guys had agreed to abstain from sex or masturbation in advance of their first swap and the resulting cum-play had been so enjoyable that the four of them had decided to reimpose the restriction before the trip to the Lake District. Nisha could only imagine how frustrating it must be for someone with Chris's sex drive to see his wife lying with her legs open in front of him desperate to be fucked and being unable to do so, but he seemed determined.

"Okay," Nisha conceded. She was disappointed but the thought that the next cock to flood her holes would be Rishi's was enough to take the edge off this setback.

**********

Nisha and Chris showered before taking a walk down the hill towards the village. They were pleased to find a small, traditional Lakeland pub with a real fire, comfortable sofas and good local beer. Nisha objected to the stuffed stag head above the fire but said nothing in case someone overheard and took offence and besides, it was such a welcoming, homely atmosphere she didn't feel much inclined to complain.

"Meenakshi thought they would get here about eight o'clock but I bet it's later. By the time they planned to leave London the traffic will have been horrendous, with the holiday starting and everything," Nisha said. "But she said she'll text me when they are an hour away so we can put the Champagne on ice."

"I think you're right - they'll be later," Chris replied. "It'll be nice to see them when they do eventually get here though. But you said nothing... naughty... happens until tomorrow?"

"That's right. Meenakshi and I thought we would all be tired after the journey so today is just a "settling-in day". Tomorrow night - New Years Eve - is when the fun happens. And then we go home Sunday afternoon after spending some time together. It's important our relationship with them doesn't just become all about fucking."

[akshatha]

"What are the girls doing while Meenakshi and Rishi are away? It's a long time to leave them on their own, isn't it?" Chris asked.

"Oh, come off it Chris! They're eighteen and fifteen now! I bet they'll be off to parties of their own and anyway, Meenakshi's parents are spending the weekend at the house to keep an eye on them."

"Eighteen? Really? That means Sonal could join Meenakshi and Rishi in a swap with us next time," Chris said with a wink.

"Chris!" Nisha said, horrified but laughing. "The poor girl's just a kid! Now go and get some more drinks, you dirty bastard."

Chris ordered more beers then some Prosecco and a pub meal, and by the time they made their way back up the dark hill to the cottage Nisha and Chris were feeling festive.

"Still no sign of Meenakshi and Rishi," Chris said as they approached the cottage.

"No. No messages either so they must still be some way off. Why don't you set the fires upstairs and I'll shower and change into something more comfortable," Nisha replied, giving him a wink.

Chris laughed, "Don't tempt me, you minx! My cock is off limits to you, remember?"

Once inside, Chris revived the dying embers of the lounge and kitchen fires before going upstairs to light fires in the bedrooms. It didn't take him long and by the time he returned downstairs the cottage was properly warm throughout for the first time. He found Nisha on the sofa dressed in a beautiful matching blue silk short pyjama and robe set. Two glasses of Champagne were already on the table. Nisha beckoned him over.

"You look gorgeous, Darling," Chris said, kissing her lightly on the mouth. "I've not seen you in this before."

"No, it's new. I got it for you. You do know how much I love you, don't you?"

"Of course I do," Chris replied, "And I love you too." They kissed again.

"I know I'm a bit funny about things sometimes. Like earlier when I hadn't showered or douched," Nisha said apologetically.

"Ha!" Chris scoffed. "If there's anyone who likes to be properly clean before sex it's me, but you know I don't mind if you don't shower before I... er... go down there. In fact, I find it a real turn on." He paused before continuing. "Remember I cleaned you up after our first swap - licking you clean after Rishi had finished with you? Well it's not just cum I would like to lick from your pussy, if you know what I mean. Something to think about if you ever want to get a bit dominant and dirty."

"Oh," Nisha replied, not knowing what to say. "You mean you'd like to..."

"Yes - think about it," Chris interrupted. "And if it doesn't turn you on, forget I ever said it. But this pussy..." He moved to kneel between Nisha's knees, "...is perfect and I love making it happy in any way I can." He pulled apart her robe and started kissing her mound through the thin silk of her pyjama shorts. Nisha hadn't had a chance to even consider Chris's indecent proposal yet, much less respond to it.

"No, Chris! Meenakshi and Rishi could be here any time."

"You said Meenakshi would message you before they arrived. Well there's been no text yet so let me give my beautiful wife a last bit of attention before handing her over to another man." He put his hands under the waistband of her shorts and pulled them off in one swift movement.

Chris was right, Nisha thought: there had been no text yet. With the alcohol making her even more compliant than usual, she opened her legs, reclined, and allowed Chris to go down on her again.

"I can't wait to fuck your pussy again," he whispered. "I'm going to fill you with my cum then go down on you and clean you up, like this..." Chris mimicked the clean-up action, using his whole tongue like a thirsty dog at its water bowl. "But I'll have to be sure I get every drop," he teased, using just the tip of his tongue to work his way inside her inner labia and into her vagina.

Nisha removed her hands from her pussy lips as Chris took over, forcing his tongue inside her as deep as it would go. His short, stubbly moustache and beard tickled her clitoris and she felt his nose press into her bush, sniffing her scent as he greedily continued. She put her hands to her breasts, caressing them and tweaking her nipples through the soft, sensual silk of her pyjama vest top.

"And I'd better lick up any cum that's escaped," Chris continued, moving his hands down and pulling apart her bum cheeks. Suddenly Nisha felt the flat of his tongue working up and down slowly over the opening to her anus before, using just the tip, he started flicking around inside her tight knot.

"Oh God, Chris. That's so good," Nisha moaned, relaxing her sphincter to allow him deeper inside. He pushed his tongue inside her as deep as it would go then flicked the tip, eliciting more urgent moaning from Nisha.

Chris turned his attention back to her pussy, pressing down hard on Nisha's clitoris with his tongue as she again pulled back her pussy lips, exposing her stiff bead to his skilful tongue. Nisha began to think back to her earlier conversation with Chris and about his pee fantasy. She imagined emptying her bladder over his face and into his open mouth as he went down on her. She hadn't thought it would turn her on but she could feel herself getting wetter at the thought. Maybe it was because she was beginning to feel the need to go to the bathroom now and it was slightly distracting her from her pleasure. If she could just go in Chris's face she could enjoy his tongue fucking without interruption. She gripped his head tightly between her legs and decided that if she got desperate she would do it. With Rishi and Meenakshi at least an hour away she would have plenty of time to mop the stone floor afterwards.

But suddenly Nisha heard the distinctive sound of the latch and the creak of the old door as it opened. She looked over her shoulder to see Meenakshi and Rishi making their way into the room. Chris, his head still clamped between Nisha's thighs, heard nothing and continued stroking her pussy with his tongue.

"Chris! Chris! Fucking hell!" Nisha yelled. Chris continued, thinking Nisha was about to cum. Only when she pushed his head away roughly did he realise they were no longer alone.

It took Meenakshi and Rishi only a brief moment to realise what they had walked in on. Chris was kneeling in front of Nisha, his beard covered in her silvery juices, while Nisha scrambled to put on her pyjama shorts and retie her robe.

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry!" Meenakshi cried, turning round and trying to usher a grinning Rishi back out the door."

"No, come in," Nisha called, quickly standing up and trying to regain her composure. Chris wiped his face on his sleeve.

"I'm sorry, I didn't think to knock," Meenakshi continued as Rishi tried to stifle his giggles behind her.

"You said you'd text!" Nisha cried, exasperated.

"Have you tried getting a signal round here? I couldn't even get one bar. I tried several times but the message wouldn't send."

Nisha picked up her phone from the table. It was true: no reception whatsoever. How had she not noticed until now?

By now Nisha was beginning to see the funny side and she and Meenakshi were soon exchanging hugs. Chris and Rishi high fived. "Good man!" Rishi said by way of a greeting. Soon two more glasses of Champagne were poured and their dirty weekend was underway.

**********

Both couples woke later than usual the following morning having stayed up until after midnight chatting and drinking Champagne. Meenakshi and Rishi had been just as enamoured with the cottage as Nisha and Chris had been and neither couple had been able to bring themselves to leave the cosy lounge or roaring fire and go to bed. It was only when Nisha had fallen asleep on Chris's shoulder that they had decided enough was enough and had made their way upstairs.

Nisha woke hungover and cold, the fire in the grate long since having gone out, so she spooned her sleeping husband as much for warmth as affection. Her embarrassment was much more acute now she was sober, and as she thought back to the previous night's events she wished the ground could open up and swallow her. She told herself it was crazy to be embarrassed given what they had all come to the cottage to do but she couldn't help but feel ashamed nonetheless.

Hearing noises in the kitchen, Nisha decided to get up and go downstairs hoping that either Rishi or Meenakshi had managed to get the lounge fire going. A pleasing draught of warm air met her as she descended the stairs and she was delighted to see a large fire hissing and crackling in the fireplace. Meenakshi poked her head out the kitchen door.

"Oh, it's you Nisha. Good morning! The kettle's on - fancy as brew?" Nisha nodded and made her way sheepishly to the large wing armchair by the fire.

"I'm sorry about last night," Nisha called through. "I feel so embarrassed!"

"Don't be crazy!" Meenakshi replied as she brought the tea through on a tray. "It was quite a turn-on if I'm honest, seeing you and Chris at it. Rishi thought so too. In fact, once we got to bed he went down on me too - I hope you couldn't hear. He's horny as hell after three days of chastity and I think seeing you and Chris made him worse - he was down there for ages!" She pointed at her pussy, shaking her head in exasperation.

"I doubt if we can hear anything through these thick stone walls," Nisha replied. "If I had heard you it might have made me feel a bit better but I was asleep the moment my head hit the pillow. I'm glad Rishi's feeling horny - I'll be doing something about that tonight. Chris is desperate too as you could probably tell."

"Good," Meenakshi replied. "I hope I've remembered all the things I'll need tonight. I think I have. I'm going to enjoy turning Chris into my bitch. I've been thinking about what I'm going to do with him and I think, if you're not busy with Rishi, I might ask you to join in at some points if that's okay?"

"Mmm... sounds intriguing," Nisha said with a grin. "Of course, but don't tell me what you want me to do - I want it to be a surprise."

"Okay," Meenakshi said coyly, "But I think you'll enjoy it."

**********

The day passed quickly. Chris and Rishi didn't rise until late morning so by the time everyone was showered and ready to go out it was almost lunchtime. They all walked down the hill to the village and found a lakeside hotel offering two-for-one deals on the lunch menu so they decided to give it a try. The view of the lake from the restaurant was breathtaking and the unseasonably bright weather had brought some kayakers out onto the lake for their last paddle of the year. Nisha thought how wonderful it must be to sit out on the large terrace in the summer months but now it was closed for the winter; the tables and chairs replaced by piles of wind-blown leaves.

Their lunch over, the group decided to walk part of the way around the lake. They had hoped the cruise boats would be operating so they could see a bit more of the scenery but the hotel waiter had told them the service had been suspended for the holidays. A stroll would have to do.

Chris and Rishi walked together behind their two wives. "Nisha's desperate for your cock in her arse again, Rishi. I know she's been using her big dildos again although she still thinks I don't know about them. I'm looking forward to seeing her face as you fuck her," Chris said.

Rishi looked at Nisha's bum as she walked ahead with Meenakshi and he felt his cock twitch. "Good. I don't know about you but three days of abstinence is about as much as I can take. I'm desperate to bust my nuts; last time Nisha just left me wanting more. You must be the same with Meenakshi. I hear you're going to get dominated and humiliated tonight? Meenakshi showed me the strap-on: sooner you than me, mate! Giving it is great, taking it isn't really my thing."

"Yeah, Nisha's very submissive so it'll be good to have Meenakshi in control for something a bit different. Hopefully Nisha will pick up a few tips. Has Meenakshi been practising domination on you? What can I expect?"

"Nope, I'm as much in the dark about her plans as you are. But I know she's been watching a lot of porn - I've seen it on the laptop search history - and the couple of videos I clicked on were pretty extreme femdom stuff. That's not to say she'll be doing those things with you though. I'm looking forward to seeing her in control; she's usually the submissive one in our relationship. Even after being married as long as I have, my wife can still surprise me!"

Up ahead, the two women were having a similarly explicit conversation. "He wants to have sex with a man?" Meenakshi was shocked but intrigued.

"No, I said Chris is curious to know what it feels like to be fucked by a guy - that's not quite the same thing. I expect most men are bi-curious, and women too. Has Rishi never said anything like that?"

"God, no!" Meenakshi replied. "If anything, he's a bit homophobic. He can be a bit of a prick at times."

"Hmmm, you know what that means," Nisha teased. "Those that protest the loudest, and all that..."

Meenakshi wondered if Nisha might be right.

**********

The grandfather clock was striking three when they arrived back at the cottage. Rishi was the only one who didn't need to douche before being arse-fucked later but, one after the other, Chris, Nisha and Meenakshi took their turn in the bathroom, making sure they were clean so no unfortunate accidents would happen during sex later. Rishi attended to the fires and, their showers over, the others joined him in the lounge for afternoon drinks. All were wearing bath robes except Rishi who now felt inappropriately dressed in his outdoor clothes. He decided to shower and change too and disappeared upstairs telling the others not to drink all the Champagne while he was gone.

Chris and Nisha snuggled on the leather sofa in front of the fire. Meenakshi took one of the leather armchairs and turned to face Chris and Nisha, drawing her feet up on the seat and tucking them under her bum.

"Shall we ask him, Nisha?"

"Ask me what?" Chris asked suspiciously.

Nisha turned to her husband. "Well, when we were out on our walk earlier we were discussing a little... surprise for Rishi tonight, but it relies on you being quite... versatile."

The two women outlined their plan to a shocked Chris.

**********

The husband swap was to begin at seven o' clock and, as with their first swap months before, there were to be some clear rules. They had all decided that the two hours they had spent with each other's partners on their first swap had not been enough so this time they extended it to three hours. Kissing was still strictly off-limits (unless with your own partner) and, most importantly, if watching their partner being fucked proved to be too much for one of the group the swap would continue but the two mixed couples would go to different rooms, as they had done before. Apart from that, the lounge would be the venue and anything else was allowed as long as it was consensual.

Nisha and Meenakshi had been concerned about how the swap would begin and end. The four of them having sex in the same room was new and exciting but it didn't seem right that they should just casually swap partners at seven o'clock and start fucking then and there. Equally, there needed to be a tangible signal that it was over when ten o'clock came.

The end point was easy to deal with: the first "bong"of the grandfather clock would be the signal for the swap to end which seemed fitting on New Year's Eve. Both couples would then go upstairs to shower or have sex with their own husband or wife before meeting up again downstairs to celebrate New Year together.

The start of the evening was more difficult to decide on. In the end, Nisha and Meenakshi decided that a short role-play scenario would work best. Meenakshi would get changed into her new cat-suit, get into role and go to Chris's room where she would 'enslave' him. She would then bring him downstairs and humiliate him as he walked in on his wife being fucked by another guy. It was tacky and contrived but it was a way into the evening's action.

At half past six everyone went upstairs to get ready and for a last bit of 'together time' before they temporarily surrendered their partners to another lover. Meenakshi gave Rishi a sneak preview of her cat-suit.

"Oh my God!" he exclaimed as he returned from the bathroom and walked into their room. "Meenakshi!"

Meenakshi was wearing not only the revealing black latex cat-suit she had bought with Nisha, she also wore cat ears attached to a head band, black patent stilettos and, as she twirled around for Rishi, he could plainly see a cat tail butt plug wedged firmly between her round, tawny bum cheeks. Her full, soft breasts protruded from the front of the cat-suit, spilling over the latex below. Meenakshi had chosen slutty, dark eye make-up and her lipstick was a deep crimson. But the highlight was the black leather strap-on harness. Poking out from the front was a thick, flesh coloured dildo and, clipped to the side, a set of handcuffs. For the first time Rishi envied Chris, jealous that it was Chris and not him receiving a dominant fucking from his gorgeous wife tonight.

"Want some pussy?" Meenakshi said suggestively as she put one foot on the bed and leaned forward, massaging her breasts.

**********

Next door, Chris and Nisha were kissing on the bed. "You do know I'd much rather it was you fucking me?" Nisha asked. "I love you so much. It's all about Rishi's dick tonight, not Rishi. You understand, don't you?"

"Totally," Chris replied, stroking her hair. "And the same goes for me. Anything I do with Meenakshi - or Meenakshi does with me - I'd much rather be doing it with you. Maybe one day?" They kissed again.

"Maybe, but now I'd better go downstairs," Nisha said, looking at her watch. "I love you and I can't wait to fuck you later, Chris."

"Me too," Chris said, and he kissed her one final time before she went downstairs to get fucked by Rishi.

**********

Nisha sat on the club chair in the lounge wearing only her silk robe. She had put a range of items people might need on the coffee table: her new vibrator, Meenakshi's ankle restraints, Chris's butt plug, wet-wipes, some glasses of water, and a tube of lubricant. They wouldn't be using condoms because they had all been tested for STIs before their first swap and the guys had had vasectomies. It would all be more natural and exciting and besides, Nish loved cum play.

Rishi was still wearing his robe when he eventually came down to join her. It wasn't properly tied and she could see his long, thick semi-erect cock swinging between his legs as he reached the bottom of the stairs and turned towards her. Nisha was transfixed as she watched him move. His cock had a slight curve and the foreskin, partially withdrawn, revealed his dark pink tip. She couldn't wait to get it inside her holes again.

Seeing Nisha cross-legged on the chair, her robe loosely tied at the waist, Rishi felt his cock begin to become more rigid. As he approached her, she reached out and took his cock in her hand. Looking him in the eye, she started stroking the tip of his thirteen inches before reaching between his legs to cup his hanging balls. "You've no idea how much I've missed your cock, Rishi," she said. "I hope you're feeling naughty tonight. I've got plans for this guy."

Rishi was feeling horny in a way he hadn't in the weeks since his uncle had died. Getting out of London had allowed all him to park his grief for a while and he hadn't thought about his bereavement since his arrival. "And I've missed your pussy and arse too," he replied. "My cock is desperate to fuck you. Are you ready? Meenakshi will be bringing Chris down soon."

Nisha nodded and Rishi removed his robe. By now his cock was rock hard in Nisha's hand and his balls were aching to be relieved of their pent-up cum. She admired his stocky, powerful body. It wasn't as athletic as Chris's but God had clearly decided to put most of Rishi's muscle between his legs and that was no bad thing.

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Kneeling between her legs, Rishi pulled her bum towards him and went down on her as Chris had done the night before. The familiar smell of Nisha's pheromone scented bush hit his nostrils and he breathed it in deeply before going to work on her clit and pussy with his tongue.

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Upstairs Meenakshi entered Chris's room unannounced. Leaning by the door, one foot propped against the wall, she seductively waved her dog-lead harness in small circles in front of her. "Time for me to take you for a little walk," she said. "I think you'll enjoy this one - you're going to do lots of new and exciting things."

Chris was stunned but not surprised to see Meenakshi looking so incredibly sexy. He had always found her irresistible and during his last evening with her he had discovered her sexier, dirtier side, but this took things to a whole new level. Meekly he submitted and rising from the bed, stood in front of her to allow her to attach the dog collar to his neck. Meenakshi removed his robe leaving Chris standing naked in front of her. She confidently walked around him, inspecting his fit toned body. For a man of fifty he was in great shape. His buttocks were tight and round and his cock already semi-erect. She knew she would soon have it rock hard and desperate to cum.

Meenakshi pulled Chris's hands behind his back and removed the wrist restraints from the belt of her strap-on harness. Separating the two cuffs, she put one on each of Chris's wrists before pulling his head back and his hands together, clipping the cuffs back together through one of several larger links on the leash. Chris's neck and wrists were now firmly attached to the leash, forcing his head back and his hands up while the rest of the leash trailed behind him like a tail. It was as uncomfortable for Chris as it looked to Meenakshi but she didn't care. She picked up the end of the leash and ordered Chris to lead the way downstairs.

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In the lounge, Nisha and Rishi had moved on quickly from mutual oral foreplay and Nisha was now lying on the seat of the Chesterfield, completely naked, with her bum on the arm of the sofa. Rishi was standing at the end of the sofa with her feet on his shoulders as he pounded her pussy with his enormous dick. The tip of his cock pressed against her cervix with every thrust and Nisha pushed her knees apart to allow him in as deep as his cock would go. She liked this position, enjoying the sight of Rishi's massive cock splitting her pussy lips apart, his face contorted with a mix of pleasure and aggression as he used her body for his pleasure. She had taken as much of his length as she could but, even when he filled her pussy up completely with his thrusts, she could still see several inches of cock which her pussy was just too small to accommodate.

Hearing the click of Meenakshi's stilettos on the wooden stair, Rishi looked across the room to see Chris, bound and naked, gingerly leading the way down the stairs as Meenakshi pulled at his leash. He was intrigued by this slutty, dominant side to his wife and the thought of Chris watching him fuck Nisha at Meenakshi's command turned him on even more. The back of the sofa stopped Nisha seeing her husband until Meenakshi manoeuvred him behind the sofa and told him to stand above Nisha. With his head pulled back by the restraint he couldn't see Nisha being fucked but he could hear her grunts and moans as Rishi's cock roughly cleaved her pussy.

"Do you hear that, Chris?" Meenakshi asked mockingly. "That's the sound of your wife being fucked by a real cock. Can you hear how much she's enjoying it? He's completely filling her pussy with his enormous dick and she loves it. Why don't you come and have a look?"

Meenakshi moved Chris behind Rishi's thrusting hips and told him to lie on the cold stone floor, his head between Rishi's feet. Chris's first sight of his wife was what little he could see in the gap between Rishi's open legs. His cock was pumping hard at her pussy and his cum-heavy balls were swinging backwards and forwards, slapping against her arse cheeks with every deep thrust.

Meenakshi taunted him, "Yes, that's your wife's pussy Chris. See how much she's enjoying taking my husband's big cock. He's really getting in deep, isn't he - stretching her out in a way you can't. I want you to watch for a while. Enjoy!"

Meenakshi returned to the back of the sofa, leaning down over Nisha as she lay bent almost double over the arm of the sofa. Her eyes were closed and she was massaging her stiff dark nipples, enjoying the sensations as Rishi increased the tempo of his thrusts to please his new audience. Meenakshi put her arm around her husband's neck and drew him towards her and they kissed deeply and passionately as Rishi continued pummelling Nisha over the arm of the sofa.

Rishi felt powerful and desirable kissing his wife as he fucked another woman, all the time her husband watching on enviously. But he didn't know Meenakshi was about to surprise and challenge his rampant masculinity. Moving behind Rishi, she unclipped Chris's wrist restraints from one another and told him to kneel. Ordering her husband to pull his cock out of Nisha, Meenakshi took Rishi's hard tool in her hand, pulling him until he was standing in front of Chris, his huge cock twitching in Chris's face. Nisha played with her clitoris, grateful for a short break from Rishi's onslaught on her pussy.

"Suck it," Meenakshi ordered Chris. "Lick all your wife's cum off his cock."

Rishi looked horrified at the thought of a man sucking his cock and started to draw away but Meenakshi had anticipated this and was ready to take control. "You, stand still!" she commanded her husband, "And you," she said to Chris, "Get sucking."

Rishi looked away, feigning disgust as Chris took his cock in his hand. He had not been asked if he wanted to do this and if he had known in advance that he would be asked to engage in some kind of 'bisexual orgy,' he would almost certainly have refused. But it turned him on to see his wife in control like this and, as he felt Chris's hand stroking his cock, he felt it twitch in anticipation.

Chris had never seen a cock this big and it felt surprisingly heavy in his hand. Tentatively at first, he started licking the swollen tip of Rishi's dick before moving further down the shaft and delivering longer tongue strokes along his whole length. He pulled back the foreskin and took the head of Rishi's cock in his mouth, sucking a clear drop of pre-cum from the tip. Then he took it deeper, moving his head back and forth, taking more and more dick each time until Rishi's tip was fucking the back of his throat.

When Nisha had asked earlier if he was prepared to pleasure Rishi as he fucked her Chris had been shocked at first but, the more he had thought about it the more appealing it had become. Apart from some unsatisfactory fumbling while at boarding school Chris had never handled a cock before and he had been a bit concerned that he wouldn't do it right, but he had always been curious about sucking a guy off without ever thinking the opportunity would arise. Now that he had Rishi's cock deep in his throat and the familiar taste of Nisha's pussy on his lips, it turned him on and he decided he was going to enjoy it.

He cupped Rishi's balls in one hand and gripped the base of his cock with the other. Now Rishi began to respond, slowly moving his hips and fucking Chris's open mouth. He looked down to watch for the first time, moaning with pleasure as Chris pressed his finger hard on his perineum, massaging the root of his cock from the outside. Chris seemed to know all his pleasure points - he probably had similar ones himself - and Rishi found himself enjoying his bisexual experience much more than he had anticipated.

"That's enough for now. Come with me, you!" Meenakshi barked, pulling at Chris's leash. Her suddenly jealousy that her husband seemed to be enjoying Chris's mouth more than her own had taken her a little by surprise.

Rishi turned, lifting Nisha's feet back onto his shoulders and fucking her over the arm of the sofa again while Meenakshi sat down on the sofa next to Nisha's head and opened her legs. "I want you to do to me what you were doing to Rishi but with my big dick," she told Chris. She waved the large, vibrating strap-on between her legs threateningly. Chris knelt between her knees and immediately got to work while Meenakshi used one hand to massage her own breasts and the other to touch and tease Nisha's nipples, occasionally leaning over to rub her clit as Rishi fucked her.

Nisha turned to watch her husband performing 'oral sex' on her best friend but in her position she couldn't see much - Meenakshi's leg was blocking her view. Realising this, Meenakshi gently kicked Chris away momentarily and, lifting Nisha's head from the sofa, she shuffled her body under Nisha's head and shoulders, placing them on her abdomen instead. When Chris resumed his licking and sucking, Nisha could now watch; enjoying the way her husband greedily took the vibrating dildo in his mouth only inches from her face.

Nisha loved the feeling of Meenakshi's hands massaging her breasts and clitoris as Rishi continued his metronomic fucking of her pussy. Although they had talked candidly about their sex lives for years and had even mildly flirted with one another when drunk, until this moment they had never actually touched one another in that way. To Nisha it felt dirty and taboo but exciting, and Meenakshi's touches made her cum hard and noisily around Rishi's cock.

Rishi had been holding back his orgasm for a long time but watching Nisha cum, and feeling her ankles grip his neck as she reached her orgasm, hastened his own finish. Meenakshi recognised the tell-tale signs that her husband was about to cum and urged him on.

"Yes Rishi, pull out and cum on her pussy! I want to see you spray her with your cum. And you..." she said, pulling Chris up from between her legs, "...are going to watch." Chris did as he was told, raising his head just in time to see Rishi pull his cock out of Nisha's pussy and, with a series of grunts and curses, ejaculate wildly over her. A number of long, thick ropes of sperm shot over Nisha's pussy, breasts and face, one even making its way as far as Meenakshi's exposed breast. Nisha reached between her legs and gently rubbed and squeezed his balls as the last thick drops oozed from his tip and onto her mound. Rishi flicked a final drop from his cock onto Nisha's bush and sank back exhausted into an armchair, taking a wet wipe from the table to clean his dirty cock.

"Now lick it all up," Meenakshi ordered Chris. "I want every drop cleaned up and you can start with this." She pointed to a pool of cloudy white sperm dripping down her left breast. "But don't swallow it. When you're done you're going to feed your wife my husband's cum."

Chris rose from the floor and, kneeling astride Meenakshi's leg, licked the salty liquid from her breast, paying particular attention to her nipple as he cupped her dark, golden mound in his hand. Then he turned to his wife. Nisha was absolutely covered in Rishi's cum. In her position, lying doubled back over the arm of the sofa, she had presented an easy target for Rishi and there were puddles of cum in her hair, navel, cleavage and bush.

It took Chris some time to hoover up the thick white liquid while keeping as much as he could in his mouth. After a while he seemed to lose more than he was sucking up so he put his face over Nisha's open mouth and slowly spat in his first delivery before returning to his clean-up duties. Nisha rolled Rishi's load around her tongue - much to Meenakshi's satisfaction - until Chris completed his work and, kissing Nisha deeply on the mouth, passed the last of Rishi's warm mess from his tongue to his wife's. Her head still on Meenakshi's lap, Nisha showed her Rishi's cum one last time before swallowing every drop.

"Good," Meenakshi said, satisfied that the evening was so far going even better than she had expected. She had long anticipated dominating and humiliating Chris but Nisha and, to a lesser extent, Rishi also seemed to be happy to be under her control. She was going to have fun. "Nisha, you sit up and rest. Chris - I've still not had your cock inside me and I want it now, but before that..." Meenakshi walked to the coffee table and picked up Chris's butt plug. "...bend over."

Chris knelt on the sofa and bent over the backrest ready to receive the thick toy in his arse. Meenakshi covered the plug in generous amounts of lube, using the surplus to finger Chris's bumhole to get it ready. After easing the tip in gently at first, she pushed it deeper; twisting it with every bit of extra pressure. Chris gasped as the thickest part of the plug momentarily stretched him too far, but the sting didn't last long and his arse soon swallowed the whole bulb greedily.

"And put this on. I want you to split your balls," Meenakshi said, waving the ball divider in his face. It took Chris a while to work out how the contraption worked but again, Meenakshi had anticipated this and had familiarised herself with how to attach the strap. She was able to tell him exactly what to do, scolding him if he didn't use the tightest settings when fastening the poppers.

Eventually Chris put the final piece in place and bent over the back of the sofa again to give Meenakshi and the others a good look. Pulling his bum-cheeks apart, the round stopper of the butt plug could clearly be seen protruding from his arsehole and his balls stuck out behind him like a dog's. Each large, oval gland was distinct and separate, his shaven ball sack stretched tightly around each spliced nut.

Meenakshi knelt on the floor behind him and took his stiff cock in her hand, slowly wanking it as she looked at his balls. She could tell by the silvery thread of pre-cum dripping from his tip that he was desperate to unload but wanted to keep him waiting a while longer. Besides, she was much more interested in his balls, now purple and angry looking inside their rubber restraint. She moved her mouth upwards, licking each ball in turn before sucking one into her mouth. It felt hard and smooth as she rolled it around her tongue. She sucked on it hard as she moved her head away, stretching it as far as it would go before releasing it with a 'pop.' She did the same with the other one before, gripping the top of his sack between her fingers, she opened her mouth wide and took both balls in her mouth at once.

Chris was writhing in ecstasy as Meenakshi continued her ball play and was disappointed when she stopped and ordered him to stand up. She took his place, kneeling with her arms and head resting on the back of the sofa, her cat-tail swinging between her open legs. "Now fuck my arsehole and cum inside me," she ordered.

Chris couldn't wait to get his cock inside Meenakshi again. Seeing her kneeling, bum in the air, waiting for his cock was the moment he had been waiting for; the delicious anticipation being every bit as good as the moment of entry itself. Removing the cat-tail butt plug he immediately put two lubed fingers inside her, prising her tight knot wider apart and waiting for the moment she would be loose enough and wet enough to accommodate his rock hard cock. Despite the butt plug she was still tight and Chris decided he couldn't wait any longer.

Squirting more lube on the tip of his cock, he took his time; slowly rubbing himself, getting his cock completely hard and wet. Standing over her proffered anus, he took his dick in his hand and slapped her hole with it, announcing his imminent penetration. Then, with little further warning, he lined up his cock and eased it firmly into her arsehole.

Meenakshi gasped as the tightness of her hole momentarily countered Chris's invasion but its resistance was futile and, in one long, slow thrust he made her arse his own. Meenakshi was delightfully tight and her latex cat-suit cold, smooth and exciting to the touch. But as Chris pulled back her hips, driving his cock even deeper into her depths, he felt a new sensation he had never experienced before.

Unknown to him until now, Meenakshi had been wearing a vibrating dildo on the inside of her harness. All this time it had been pulsing inside her pussy and, as he pounded her bumhole, the strong vibrations were stimulating the entire length of his cock through the wall of her vagina. He could only imagine how it must feel for Meenakshi to be completely full in both her pussy and arse, but the speed, strength and regularity of her orgasms as the twin assault of his cock and her dildo brought her climax after climax told him it must be intense.

He had enjoyed the domination element of their sex but fucking Meenakshi in the arse reminded him how much he liked to be in control sometimes too. It felt exciting to take her as Nisha sat beside them on the sofa playing with herself as she watched her husband pound her best friend's arse. Sometimes she would get involved, pulling Meenakshi's cheeks apart so Chris could fuck her even more deeply. Other times she would gently stroke Meenakshi's head, nursing her through another intense orgasm or the heady mix of pleasure and pain Chris was inflicting on her arsehole.

Rishi watched from the armchair stroking his cock stiff again. Chris shifted position, putting one foot on the sofa and entering Meenakshi slightly from one side, allowing Rishi a red hot view as Chris's cock relentlessly ploughed his wife's deep furrow, giving her the hard anal fucking Rishi had never been able to satisfy her with.

Seeing the strength and regularity of the orgasms Meenakshi was enjoying from double penetration, Nisha decided she wanted in on the action too. Snatching her new vibrator from the coffee table, she sat on the arm of the sofa and flopped backwards onto the seat, resuming her previous position. Putting the vibrator on its strongest setting, she eased it into her pussy and began to slowly fuck herself with it, enjoying each strong pulse as the tip found her most sensitive places.

Taking his cue, Rishi rose from his chair, applied lube to his cock and moved into position between Nisha's legs. She pushed the vibrator deep inside her pussy holding it still as Rishi fingered her bum, readying it for his huge, thick cock. Nisha braced herself, knowing she would need to relax her arsehole if she was going to take Rishi's cock and the vibrator at the same time. She had tried it at home with her big dildos and had just about managed it but, in this position and with Rishi's huge cock, would she be able to take both?

Chris speeded up his thrusts, excited that he was about to see his wife arse-fucked by Rishi. Both Meenakshi and Chris looked on keenly as Rishi lined up his approach and placed his tip on Nisha's tightest hole.

Nisha opened her mouth and let out a long, low howl as Rishi eased his cock inside her. Chris watched as his wife, eyes popping and desperately short of breath, took more and more of Rishi's dick into her anus. Reaching down, he took her hand as he watched another two inches of cock slowly disappear inside her. Nisha gripped his hand tightly; she knew Rishi wasn't going to stop until he was balls deep. Rishi withdrew to the tip, then drove his cock inside her again, even deeper than before, inducing another long moan from Nisha, now puce faced and panting heavily but still showing no signs of having had enough.

"Come on, Darling," Chris said reassuringly as he continued pounding Meenakshi from behind. "You're doing well. Only a couple more inches to go."

They say the real half-way point in a marathon is twenty-four miles because the last two miles are as tough as the first twenty-four put together. That's how Nisha felt as Rishi pushed the last two inches of his cock into her arse. She knew from their first fuck that it was his girth that was the toughest thing to take but she had done that without the additional challenge of a vibrator in her pussy. This was something else entirely but eventually, as she felt the spongy skin of his ball sack press against her cleft, she knew she had taken all thirteen of his thick, gristly inches. She released Chris's hand, closed her eyes and readied herself for the pounding she knew would follow.

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Chris was beginning to feel the need to cum but tried to hold back as long as he could. Meenakshi was now quiet, her face flat on the sofa next to Nisha's head as she passively allowed Chris to finish off in her bum. Her orgasms had drained her totally and it was as much as she could do to stroke Nisha's hair as Chris increased his cadence in her puckered hole. Nisha turned towards Meenakshi, kissing her on the lips as her body recoiled from each of Rishi's deep thrusts.

Eventually Chris could hold back no longer. The cum started welling in his cock and his tip became sensitive and ready to shoot. As his orgasm neared, his arse gripped the butt plug tightly against his prostate, forcing three days of saved-up cum into the base of his cock. His balls, stopped from naturally tightening by the strap that tethered them, became ultra-sensitive as they fought against their confinement, and after a few last, shallow thrusts, Chris had no choice but to surrender himself to his crisis.

With a howl he sent spurt after spurt of thick, white semen crashing into Meenakshi's arsehole as, head back, he slammed his hips against her cheeks, driving his cock as deep as it would go. This time it was Nisha's turn to take his hand as the pained look on his face revealed the intensity of his orgasm. Seconds passed, each bringing forth a fresh load of jism as Chris released three days of accumulated semen into Meenakshi in a series of desperate lunges.

"Yes Chris, fill her up," Nisha said between gasps, as she watched the first few drops of cum drip from Meenakshi's arsehole onto her pussy lips and then to the sofa below. She reached between Meenakshi's legs and squeezed Chris's balls, intensifying his orgasm further. By now he had run dry of cum but still the orgasmic sensations continued, his cock twitching violently inside Meenakshi as it tried to seed her further but to no avail.

Meenakshi looked over her shoulder as Chris's orgasm slowly ebbed away. "Good boy," she said patronisingly. "Now I want you to slowly take your dick out and replace my tail. But if one more drop spills from my arse you'll be in trouble. Do you understand?" Chris nodded and picked up the tail ready as he slowly and carefully withdrew his cock. Meenakshi kept completely still as Chris's tip left her gaping red bumhole. He could see a deep, white reservoir of his own semen inside her but managed to replace the butt plug before any more could find its way out. "Good boy," Meenakshi said again. "Now go and get some rest but don't get too comfortable - I'm not finished with you yet!"

With Chris resting on an armchair Meenakshi decided to help Nisha enjoy Rishi's cock even more. By now Nisha was beginning to get used to the huge cock in her arse after the initial pain of its entry had subsided. She was even slowly fucking her pussy with the vibrator again, a look of peace and contentment on her face as she savoured the exquisite pleasure of being completely full in both holes. Meenakshi crawled over Nisha's body until her head was directly above Nisha's pussy and her strap-on dildo above her face. She rested her chin on Nisha's mound as she watched Rishi fuck her bum, impressed and jealous that Nisha could take her husband's cock in a way she couldn't.

Rishi slowed his thrusts and Meenakshi grabbed his cock, pulling it out of Nisha's bumhole and taking it into her mouth to suck off the cocktail of lube, pre-cum and arse juice from its tip. Replacing his cock in Nisha's hole for Rishi to continue his fucking, Meenakshi pulled apart Nisha's cheeks to give her husband extra purchase.

Nisha now had Meenakshi's strap-on dildo and furry tail swishing in her face as her body was repeatedly rocked by Rishi's powerful thrusts. She took hold of the dildo in one hand, placing it inside her mouth and started to suck, still fucking her pussy with the vibrator using her other hand.

Feeling the tug on her dildo, Meenakshi looked down to see what Nisha was doing. "Aw, poor love!" she said sarcastically. "You want to suck my cock do you? Here, let me help." Meenakshi took the vibrator and continued fucking Nisha with it, leaving Nisha free to use both hands to suck and play with Meenakshi's "cock".

Meenakshi enjoyed working in tandem with her husband to fuck Nisha. They built up a steady rhythm: when Rishi thrust into Nisha, Meenakshi would pull the vibrator out. This brought Nisha to noisy orgasm time after time but still they continued their pounding, not thinking of stopping until Rishi got his release.

"Come on you dirty bastard," Meenakshi whispered to her husband. "I want to see you cum inside her just like Chris came inside me. Are you going to let another man cum inside your wife without doing the same back to his? Come on, you fucking pussy. Cum inside her!"

Meenakshi's dirty talk was enough to push Rishi over the edge. He quickened and deepened his thrusts while Meenakshi mirrored his actions with the vibrator in Nisha's pussy. When Meenakshi could see her husband was about to cum she pushed the vibrator deep inside Nisha's pussy, let go and moved back, squatting over Nisha's face. She watched Rishi closely, waiting for the moment his cum began to flow. Then, as Rishi's cock released the first spurts of semen into Nisha's arsehole, Meenakshi pulled out her butt plug and squirted Chris's thick cum from her bumhole straight into Nisha's wide open mouth.

From his armchair Chris watched on keenly as his wife was used by Rishi and Meenakshi. He loved the way Rishi roughly pulled out his cock when he was finished, dismissively wiping the last drops of cum onto her leg. Nisha was left gaping and red-raw, a thin stream of cum dripping onto the arm of the sofa from her redundant hole. He knew his wife would be in ecstasy with an arse-full of cum and Meenakshi crouching over her face squeezing the last bubbly remnants of his own cum into her mouth. Chris watched as his sperm overflowed the corners of her lips and Nisha pushed it back inside so not a drop was wasted. Then as all three watched on, she swallowed her second salty load of the evening. Two loads, two men, one mouth.

Now it was Nisha and Rishi's turn to take a break and, having recovered from her own orgasms, Meenakshi was keen that the momentum and pace of the evening's activities shouldn't be allowed to drop.

"Did you enjoy that, Chris?" she taunted him as she leaned over the back of his chair, spitting the words into his ear. "How did it feel to watch my husband shoot his spunk into your wife? He owned her pussy and now he owns her arse too. You really are a useless piece of shit, aren't you? You can't satisfy your wife so poor Rishi has to do it. Still, maybe we can find a use for you yet. Let's see if your man-pussy can take my cock. Go to the sofa and bend over."

Chris did as he was told, once more bending over on the sofa to reveal his butt plug and strangulated testicles. Meenakshi moved behind him and slowly pulled out the plug, leaving Chris's arse gaping and pulsing like the mouth of a landed fish. Putting her face above his bum, she slowly spat inside his hole before again turning her attention to his balls. She gently pinched them both between her fingers, keen to gauge his pain threshold. Chris flinched but didn't cry out so, standing behind him, she began flicking them with her fingernail. Each flick made him wince in pain but he didn't move away. Instead he felt his cock get hard again as Meenakshi's abuse began to unlock a side of his sexuality that had long been dormant. He bent over and opened his legs wider, offering his balls for even more punishment.

And punishment was what he got. Meenakshi, empowered by Chris's compliance so far, decided to see how far she could push him. She slapped his balls in a quick volley of six strokes, excited to see them spring back each time like a boxer's punch bag ready for her next attack. After giving him a moment to recover she resumed her punishments, this time with her feet. Three hard kicks between the legs were followed up by a stiletto heel being ground into his balls. But still he presented his balls for more.

Chris had never been abused like this before. The pain was as excruciating but every flick, slap and kick Meenakshi delivered to his exposed balls left him further under her control and he loved it. Rather than drawing back from the assaults he wanted more, and if at that moment she had asked him to drag his balls over broken glass he would have done it. He would do anything she commanded until Meenakshi had tamed him completely.

Nisha tried to work out why she found it so arousing watching the man she loved in such pain until she realised that it wasn't Chris's discomfort that was turning her on at all. It was Meenakshi and the power she had over him that was getting her wet. Her overt femininity combined with the masculinity of her power-play created an androgynous heroine Nisha wanted to both emulate and surrender to and she could understand why, despite the pain he was in, Chris's cock was getting harder and harder all the time.

"Enough of the foreplay," Meenakshi said angrily. "It's time for your fucking." Meenakshi quickly lubed her vibrating dildo, crouched and, without any further warning, pushed her pulsing "cock" deep inside Chris in one long thrust.

"Oh, God," Chris grunted as Meenakshi repeatedly thrust the seven inch dildo deep inside him. "Oh, God that feels so good." Meenakshi was pleased she had judged the size of her dildo correctly. She had thought of attaching the biggest one to the outside of the harness but had opted instead for the second largest to err on the side of caution and besides, she had wanted the biggest one for her pussy.

"You like that do you?" Meenakshi asked as she began to fuck him harder. "You like being full of cock? Well it looks like we might have found a use for you after all! Now let's see how hard you can take it." Taking hold of the leash Meenakshi pulled back on Chris's head, forcing him to arch his back further. With the leash to steady herself, she climbed onto the sofa so she could fuck him harder, deeper and faster than ever. The pressure of the collar on his throat rendered Chris literally speechless but his pleasure was obvious from the grunts and gasps he managed to force out between laboured breaths.

Then as quickly as it had started, his fucking stopped. Meenakshi dropped the leash, pulled her 'cock' out and climbed down from the sofa leaving Chris panting and his arsehole wanting more.

Meenakshi turned to Nisha. Saying nothing, she beckoned to Nisha to come and join her, a wicked grin on her face. Nisha obediently walked towards Meenakshi and awaited her instructions. Meenakshi uncuffed the restraint from Chris's left wrist and, kneeling Nisha down next to her husband, wrapped the restraint around Nisha's wrist instead, coupling the pair together. Reaching for the ankle restraints still lying unused on the coffee table, she carefully joined Nisha and Chris at the ankle as well. Meenakshi stood back, excited to see both Nisha and Chris's arses in the air ready to be fucked.

"Aww, they're such a 'together couple,' aren't they Rishi?" Meenakshi mocked as she lubed her dildo again. "And now they're going to get fucked together. Come and join in when your cock's hard enough, Rishi."

Rishi's cock was not hard yet but he knew that, with just half an hour of their swap left, he would have to get hard soon or miss a final opportunity fuck Nisha's arse. He watched as his wife put her cock back inside Chris, fucking him for a few minutes before withdrawing and moving behind Nisha to fuck her arse too. Every few minutes she would switch from Chris to Nisha and back again, fingering whichever arse she had left empty.

She turned Chris and Nisha slightly so they were facing away from one another as much as their tethered wrists and ankles would allow. Meenakshi straddled their coupled inner legs alternating between arseholes: one thrust into Nisha, one into Chris, each time pulling out roughly before entering the other hole in a repeated stabbing action. She squealed with delight when her thrusts were met by a farting sound as the air she was forcing into Chris and Nisha's arseholes escaped.

With his cock now completely hard, Rishi couldn't wait any longer and stood up ready to join in. Meenakshi was happy to let her husband take over for the last ten minutes and pulled her dildo roughly out of Chris's arse for the last time before removing her strap-on harness and dildo.

She told Chris to sit and for Nisha to straddle him, taking Chris's cock in her pussy. It wasn't easy for them to move with their wrists and ankles still cuffed but eventually Nisha was in position and the feeling as Chris's cock entered her pussy was comforting and familiar. They kissed deeply and passionately as Nisha started to ride her husband, enjoying his cock inside her for the first time in days.

Meenakshi sat legs apart in the armchair. Her pussy was stretched and wet after being full of dildo for three hours and the feeling of just her fingers on her clit was an enjoyable and sensual respite from the dildo's incessant pulsing. She began to play with herself as she watched Rishi decide on the best way to enter Nisha.

"Go high," she called over. "Stand on the seat and fuck her that way."

Rishi stood on the edge of the sofa seat waiting for Nisha to stop rocking on Chris's cock so he could enter her. Seeing he was ready she kneeled forward, resting her weight on Chris's shoulders as she pulled open her arse cheeks and allowed Rishi to take her a third time.

The feeling of two cocks inside her was one Nisha could never have anticipated. Apart from the stretch of being completely filled in both holes, it was the sounds, tastes and smells of the two lusty men using her body at the same time that turned her on most. The smell of Chris's sweat, the taste of Rishi's cum on his tongue, the grunts of Rishi and Chris as they forced their way deeper and deeper into her all made her cum time and time again. After a while she couldn't distinguish between Rishi's cock and Chris's, her pussy and arsehole becoming one under the relentless barrage of thrust and counter-thrust from the two cocks seeking to flood her one last time.

Meenakshi was entranced by the spectacle on the sofa. She could see Rishi was about to cum and that Chris was getting close too, but she also wanted to end the swap with an orgasm. Putting two fingers inside her pussy she started fucking herself roughly as she built up to what she hoped would be a hard, wet climax.

But it was Rishi who was first to finish. He grabbed Nisha's hips and almost pulled her off Chris's cock as he roughly shot his bolt into her arse once more, relishing the feeling he knew would be a long time in coming around again. He heaved at her buttocks with every wild, orgasmic spasm, determined she would get every drop his balls could offer. Even once the last drops of sperm had long since left his tip he kept his cock inside her, pumping her slowly, not wanting the moment to end.

Chris was next. With a series of hard upward thrusts he pounded his wife's pussy, feeling his balls flick against Rishi's low-hanging nuts as he neared his end point. With one final grunt he threw his head back and filled his wife's pussy with his seed, his cock twitching wildly as it delivered all his remaining cum onto her cervix. His balls ached after the beating they had received earlier but still the cum flowed until, exhausted and totally spent, he allowed Nisha to fall into his arms. Rishi reluctantly pulled out, realising his time with Nisha had passed and he sat down on a chair to enjoy watching the sperm flow freely from both her holes onto the sofa below.

Nisha climbed off Chris and all three watched as Meenakshi brought herself to orgasm a final time. Her fingers were pulling hard at her open pussy, curling inside to work her G-spot as she sat, mouth gaping and eyes closed. Her finger fucking became more urgent and her moans more intense as she started whispering, "I'm going to cum, I'm going to cum." Nisha stood and walked over to Meenakshi, standing behind her chair and massaging her breasts as Meenakshi became frantic. Opening her legs wide, she pulled out her fingers and screamed out her orgasm, an arc of girl-cum squirting from her pussy and onto the coffee table just as the grandfather clock started chiming ten o'clock.

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It was the second week of January when Nisha and Meenakshi met for their now customary debrief in the pub. They had decided to give it a few days before meeting again; it had been such an intense swap - physically, sexually and emotionally - that it would take a few days to fully process. They also needed to talk to their husbands, find out what they had enjoyed, and collate a "wish list" for future swaps.

They had decided to meet closer to home this time and Meenakshi's local pub had seemed the best option. It was quiet during the day so there was little chance of them being overheard as they revisited their New Year celebrations.

"So what did you enjoy most, Meenakshi?" Nisha asked. "You looked like you were having fun."

Meenakshi flicked back her hair and leaned in towards Nisha. "Oh, God! I fucking loved owning your husband for a few hours. I loved his compliance and high pain threshold. And his cock still feels amazing in my arse. If you're agreeable, I'd definitely be up for doing some domination again. Although Rishi enjoyed watching me dominate Chris he's still not that into receiving it himself so I still need Chris to be my bitch. What about you?"

"I loved watching you own him," Nisha replied smiling. "But I think it was you squirting Chris's cum in my mouth as Rishi filled my arse up that was my high-point - it was just so fucking dirty. And what about Rishi? What did he enjoy?"

"Rishi enjoyed the whole weekend! He's been so much happier and much more himself since he got back. He's just happy when he's got his cock in your arse as you know, but you know what? I think he secretly liked Chris sucking his cock. He'd never admit it but I think he did. I'll remind him about it next time he goes into a homophobic rant. But I think you were right when you said all of us are a bit bi-curious." She leaned in closer and whispered excitedly, "Perhaps I should force the guys to fuck each other next time I become Mistress Meenakshi!"

Nisha laughed. "Oh, that's what you're calling yourself now, is it? God, I'd love to see Chris take Rishi's monster in his arse but I think he's got some training to do before he can manage that. I bet he would though. But about next time; what's on the menu for swap number three?"

Meenakshi thought for a moment before answering. "Well I'd like to take two real cocks like you did. Rishi will have to be in my pussy obviously because he doesn't fit in my arse, but I'd like to try double penetration with two real cocks. And Rishi announced that he wants to take things outside which surprised me; it's not something he's ever suggested before. But that will have to wait until summer. What about you and Chris?"

"Chris and I both have things we'd like you to help with, Meenakshi. Chris said he'd like to do an impregnation role play; he says the idea of getting another woman pregnant turns him on. What do you think?"

"Bring it on!" Meenakshi said, enthusiastically. "That actually turns me on a lot. What about you though?"

Nisha took a sip of wine before responding. "I know what I want next time. Problem is, I'm not sure you'll go for it," Nisha said, hoping to be challenged.

"Try me," Meenakshi said defiantly.

"Okay," Nisha started, trying to build up some resolve. "Next time I'd like it if... the guys weren't around for a while."

It took Meenakshi a moment to be sure she fully understood what Nisha was suggesting. "Oh, you naughty girl! You mean you'd like us to have some time on our own?"

It took Meenakshi all of a second to agree.

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