Saturday, 5 September 2015

Indian Couple Experiments

My name is Alisha Saxena. I am a 29 year old housewife. My husband’s name is Udit. We have been married for nine years now and we have tremendous love and respect for each other. Sex between us is still good but not great. Over a period of time our lovemaking had become pretty much predictable. Sure, we’d tried a lot of various positions and explored our desires. We were very happy with our marriage, still are, even possessive to some extent but we wanted to get rid of the monotony that was stalking us. We were so frank with one another that we’d often talk about people( and that included Udit’s elder brother) we’d like to have sex with.

I am 5 feet 5 inches tall in my bare feet whereas Udit is almost 6 feet tall. We make a good pair at least that is what we hear from our friends. I am slim, weigh about 55 kgs (Udit teases me saying that I am all 5 so perhaps he is the fifth man in my life, and if he is the first then four more will follow. He is really mean!), breasts are 34 C. Udit is someone who likes good sex ( don’t all men?) so I keep the pussy properly shaped to suit his tastes. Sometimes he wants the lips fully exposed sometimes covered with a little bit of hair. I go along with him but tell him that since I take so much trouble, surely somebody else too should get to see the pains that I take. Even the models who do all this get paid handsomely and I just get a good round of lovemaking. Of course, that round is excellent but who doesn’t like more admirers?

One day we watched an X rated film which dealt copiously with the topic of wife swapping and the couples appeared to be very happy with the outcome. X-rated movies fascinate me because the male actors are always so well endowed, or at least they are projected to be so. Till date I don’t know whether that is real or a photographic trick. Udit’s about average in size I guess, not that I’ve had much to compare it to. I’d only been with one other guy and that was shortly after I met and fell in love with Udit. He was a close friend of Udit and since the circumstances were so interesting I will narrate them for the benefit of readers.

One day the three of us, Udit, myself and his friend Dileep had been returning from Bombay by car. I was sitting on the rear seat whereas Udit was driving with Dileep sitting by his side. It was very hot and these two had fortified themselves with liberal helpings of beer. To give them company I too had joined in but of course I had consumed far less. As happens so very often, they stopped by the roadside to relieve themselves. Just as they were standing side by side, I couldn’t help wondering that they could perhaps see each other’s cock but they were so nonchalant about it. Well, even we girls are quite cool if we happen to see one another's breasts.

Just then the mobile phone of Udit rang. It was an important call and I hurriedly got down barefooted to give Udit the phone since I had taken my sandles off. The road was hotter than I expected and I virtually ran and handed him the mobile. He too had finished and moved to one side with the mobile leaving me standing with Dileep. Whether he did it deliberately or unknowingly I still do not know but before zipping he turned around and I got to see his semi erect cock. 

Dileep is quite fair and somehow shamelessly my eyes were transfixed there as it slowly got more and more stiff before he forced it inside his trousers and told me in a conspiratory tone. ’You saw this without my permission. Now it is your turn to show me.’ I was dumbfounded but since he was staying with us, I returned the favour and how.

He was staying with us and one day in the morning I decided to tease him a bit. I was pottering about the house in a my sleeveless nightie, barefooted, as busy as any housewife is in the morning, my anklets making a tingling sound as I went from one place to another a scene not unusual in any Indian home except for the fact that I was attired in a sexy nightie. Udit came out from the bathroom and got ready quickly whereas Dileep was still having his bath. 

Although it is not a part of my regular goodbye activity, I deliberately unzipped Udit’s trouser and gave him a nice oral. It was a tense moment because we both knew that Dileep could perhaps emerge any moment Udit obviously did not want to be caught by his friend with his cock in his wife’s mouth. Just as the sound of the water became inaudible, Udit disengaged himself and promptly went down to the car telling me to send Dileep as soon as he got ready. 

It was then that I got my chance and proceeded to give the same treatment to Dileep as I had given to Udit. He was kind of unprepared for this onslaught and after I licked the underside I took the head in my mouth and just as he started getting erect, I disentangled myself and rushed to the kitchen shouting from there to Udit that Dileep wanted to discuss something. Just as Udit got into the lift to come up, I slid the nightie off my shoulders to give Dileep a full look of myself and proceeded to tease his cock again this time not usimng my hands at all; just my lips to roll the foreskin back. Just as the lift landed at our floor, I picked up the nightie and walked into the bathroom leaving Dilee to talk to Udit with his erect cock.

We had started visiting adult sites on the net where one could get to see pretty nude girls and well nude hunks. One day we stumbled upon a site where one could actually register and get to meet like minded people. Since we were absolutely resolute that whatever we would do would be with the knowledge and consent of one another, we registered ourselves as a couple who were seeking similar couples. 

During this period I also made a couple of friends; one girl named Simran who is young, married and has more sex outside marriage than I had ever imagined and another person who is lively and over a period of time has become a good friend.Imagine our surprise when out of all the responses that we received at least 80 percent were from single men or men with wives but who had registered themselves alone wanting to have sex with me.

‘Well, Alisha, I see that there are many admirers of yours, all wanting to have sex with you. If we invite all of them, I will be able to make good money by filming you with them and selling the film to one of the X rated producers.’ Udit said while peering through the letters on the computer screen. It was late night. Udit was wearing his boxer shorts whereas I was clad in my diaphanous peach colored nightie. I could see that although all the offers were for me still he was getting a hard on. Big problem with men. Unable to hide their excitement. 

‘Come on, do you think I am that desperate?’ I said good humouredly and then added naughtily ‘Sure, a change would be welcome but a change for the better. Not just for the heck of it.’

Udit lifted my nighty up over my head and took his shorts off. While kissing my brown thick succulent nipples, he then assisted me to sit on his lap facing him. I reached down to aim his by-now hard cock so that I could slowly ease my pussy down on it. This was a general routine for us during our nine years of marriage. I raised myself up high enough on my toes to be able to see his cock pull nearly out and then go back in. 

Udit said, ‘ Well, if anyone appeals to you, we can give it a try.’ 

I stood on my toes again, so as to be able to sit back on Udit’s cock with additional gravitational force, and said, ‘ There are so many questions. Even if we run into a couple. I mean suppose I like the husband and you don’t like his wife. Or the other way round. How are these things taken care of?’ I said grinding my pubic bone against his.

‘That is true. But no harm in meeting anyone, is there. I mean the chances that you will be raped appear to be remote.’ He said laughingly.

‘You will be surprised to know that one gentleman I was corresponding with threatened to rape me.’ I said tying my hair into a pony as I rode Udit.

‘Really?’ Udit appeared surprised.

‘All in fun. Don’t be serious.’ I assured him.

‘Well, it is good that they have not actually seen the pussy otherwise there would be many who would be tempted to attempt such a thing.’ Udit said.

‘You and your compliments.’ I laughed as Udit’s teeth bit into my nipples.I had never met Simran but when I mentioned this to her, she did not appear to be very surprised and this surprised me. 

‘You mean you meet with other couples and have sex with them?’ I asked. 

Simran smiled. ‘ Come on now, Alisha. Don’t be a prude. None of us does it on a sly, so what is the hitch? Damn right we do and we love every minute of it. There’s nothing like it. We have two other couples that we meet on a regular basis and sometimes all get together for a big party……… orgy, as some people crudely refer to it.’

At first, I thought Simran was just pulling a fast one but when I questioned her she appeared to be dead serious. I was a little shocked at first but I had to ask questions and since I am a bit reserved in asking this personally I sent her an E Mail. My main question was how it affected their marriage, had it caused any problems of any kind. I was afraid maybe she and Ashok ( her husband) were having problems with their marriage and the “swinging” was a way to temporarily cope with it.

‘ No way are Ashok and I having problems, in fact, our marriage is stronger now than it’s ever been.’ 

‘What about jealousy, surely there’s a chance someone could have a problem with that’ I asked. 

Simran’s reply was ‘Couples who are jealous of each other don’t stay in the lifestyle for very long. They drop out before it gets to be too big a problem. And it is always better that couples should be somewhat similar. If the man is too good well, he will corner all the females and if the female is too good, all the men will flock to her. So the best thing is to look for similar couples and well, honesty is the best policy. That takes care of jealousies.’ Simran’s letter talked about a lot of the aspects of the swinging lifestyle including a few do’s and don’ts. I read mesmerized. The more I read the more interested I became. 

‘Do you think you and Udit would be jealous of each other having sex with other people?’ Simran wrote. 

‘I don’t think I would be jealous of Udit but I’m not sure he could handle the idea of me being with another guy. I’m not really sure and there is nothing I want to do without him.The idea is ti enliven our marriage, not have flings to destroy it.’

Simran suggested she felt it best if Udit and I sat down and really talked it out before giving “swinging” a try. 

‘Make sure it’s something you both think you’d like to try and both of you can handle without any problems afterwards.’

‘OK, we’ll talk about it this evening and I’ll see if I get any sort of hesitation from Udit if I tell him I’m interested.’ 

Over a couple of days which extended into weeks we did manage to zero down to a couple who seemed to be fitting the bill. I still had goosebumps in my stomach. Initially we did not think we would ever meet and so with the benefit of anonymity, I had written to them about the shape of my pussy and how Udit made love to me and how we almost always slept in the buff. This part about sleeping nude was partly correct; I mean at times one does wear some clothes; rather one has to. 

Now that the opportunity to meet them was actually approaching I was filled with a terror that could hardly be described. The man would see me and immediately the thought would come to his mind that this is the lady who keeps her pussy trimmed in a particular way so as to keep the lips visible with just a little crop of hair on the mound or who likes to be made love to in this particular fashion. I told her Udit and I wanted to give it a shot and see how we both handled it. If we have any doubts about the fact that it could be harmful to our marriage, we would steer clear of it. 

’Sounds like you’ve got the right sense of mind about swinging, it isn’t for everyone. But, you never know until you’ve tried it. And it is not a must. Sex is not the sole purpose of life. Good people try it and good people don’t try it’ Another E Mail friend I was corresponding with from England wrote philosophically. 

’Well, how do we get into it? You know. How do we meet couples, especially couples that we might like and hit if off with?’ Udit asked. 

‘I’ll fix it up with the couple that we have finalized for Saturday evening, provided you are game.’ I said looking Udit in the eye. 

Frankly I was a trifle unsure as to how he would react if I told him that I had told them intimate details about ourselves.

‘Its okay with me provided it is with you. ’ Udit said.

‘We’ll just move to different rooms after an initial ice breaking that will take in front of you……and me.’ I mused.

‘I guess that should be fine.’ Udit said. ‘And the first meeting would just be breaking the ice, is that not so?’

The couple’s name was Raj and his wife was Manisha. Now that I had received the go ahead from Udit I mustered up the courage to exchange telephone numbers with Manisha.

’How about you and Udit coming over to the house this Saturday evening for a drink with Raj and I? We’ll all get a chance to talk it over together. It’ll give us a chance to all know each other better. Just talk and a few drinks, no commitments.’Manisha said.

’No commitments? You mean we won’t be doing anything……….sexual. Right?’

’Right. Just a social meeting. We can take it from there later on.’ replied Manisha. 

Udit was all excited about meeting Raj and Manisha socially and finding out more about the swinging lifestyle and their experiences. I’ll have to admit I was just as excited at the idea. I think knowing that we weren’t going to be doing anything sexual kept me from being nervous and scared. Saturday evening rolled around and Udit and I prepared to go over to Raj and Manisha’s.

I emerged topless from the bathroom with a towel draped around my waist. The henna tatoo that I had recently acquired over my belly button during the recent holiday to Goa with the image of a rising sun and its rays made it look all the more sexy. In addition to that there was a heart shaped tatoo over my left breast, just above the nipple and a dragon shaped one over the right buttock. Udit had teased me about where I had gone to get it. 

‘Guess’ I had teased him. Actually they were only stickers and could be applied by anyone in the privacy of their homes. Even Udit knew that while it was possible that the one over the breast and the belly button had been applied by me surely the one over the buttock could not have been stuck by myself. These were professional services and thankfully he did not probe much. While he was lost in his thoughts I applied lipstick. He quickly picked it up and applied it on my pink nipples. 

’Behave yourself! Now the bra will be stained.’ I scolded him. 

’I did this just in case you get to strip totally.’ Udit said with a grin. 

’Very funny! Keep your silly jokes to yourself.’ I said putting on the bra and tying the hook. I looked at myself again in the mirror. The bra was not transparent but showed a generous amount of cleavage. Both of us knew that some display was not vulgar and in fact was appropriate for the sort of meeting we were going for,so no comments were passed. I took off the towel and I could see Udit staring at my well manicured pussy for the millionth time. I was very particular about the shape that had to be given. Virtually hairless it had a vertical broadish line of hair above the slit. This was the way it pleased him and in accordance with his likes, I changed the styles, somewhat akin to changing hairstyles. These too were hairstyles though of different hair.Udit wanted me to dress sexy, not like I’d dress for some social occasion. I put on a nice blue saree with a halter neck blouse. The saree was appropriately tied well below my belly button to show it off. I am quite proud of my belly button and have become all the more fond of it ever since Udit has told me that it turns him on tremendously when the belly button is on display. 

The blouse was sleeveless so ethnic oxidized silver jewellery was adorned to accentuate the impact. Demure dainty anklets on my feet which Udit finds very very feminine.He put on a pair of Allen Solly trousers and one of his best dress shirts. We looked presentable.We drove into town and met Raj and Manisha at their new home. Raj’s a contractor and he’d built their home himself. 

It was in one of the better neighborhoods, quiet without being in one of those opulent communities. I introduced Raj to Udit and the two of them shook hands and smiled at each other. I remember Udit having a big grin on his face when Manisha strode up to him. She put her arm around mine and escorted us both into their livingroom. The house was nice, not too loud or garish. Everything was tastefully done up. Manisha gave us a brief tour of the ground floor. Raj put his arm around my waist and guided me to the main room where they had a beautiful bar. Not a little dinky bar, but a bar suitable for a small nightclub. 

Raj was quite the gentleman, pulling out a barstool for me and helping me get situated. Udit sat to my left with Manisha next to him. Manisha was wearing a cream coloured salwar suit. She was definitely plumper than I was. Her cleavage was positively visible and Udit was definitely enjoying the view. However my confidence increased in leaps and bounds when I noticed that she too was a trifle nervous. Raj poured us some very dry white, French wine. I’d never tasted any wine so good in all my life. It was a very good sipping wine without being too alcoholic. Raj and Udit had beer; something they seemed to feel was a “guy thing”. 

We chatted about their house, work and latest news. Raj started conversing with me about my thoughts of swinging. I felt relaxed enough to tell him about my slight apprehension. He smiled and said it was normal for me to feel that way. I wasn’t the only one who’d felt that way. He related Manisha feeling the same way when the two of them had gotten into swinging and they or rather she was still new to the game, he said smilingly. 

I shyly admitted to Raj that I was worried that Udit might get upset if I had sex with another guy even though he’d be busy with another girl.Frankly even I was undecided as to whether it should be sex or just some fun. Udit being with another girl didn’t bother me though. Raj and Manisha talked about meeting couples and attending swinger’s parties. Much to both Udit and my amazement, we didn’t realize there were so many couples into the swinging lifestyle. Couples of all ages, occupations and varied interests. Raj hit on the subject of bisexual women. Think maybe he was trying to get my reaction to the idea. I’d seen scenes of girl on girl sex in the porno movies and wondered about it. Just wondered, not really thought it was something I’d think about trying. Raj and Manisha’s information on the swinging scene seemed to have a calming effect on both Udit and I. They made it sound so cool to be involved in it. I was a little concerned that it might be like consensual rape. Just an idea I had in the back of my mind. 

Raj reassured me that you only want to swing with couples you enjoy being with and feel comfortable with and people should be matured enough to say a big no if there was any peoblem and the other should be equally willing to listen to it with no questions asked. I think Udit and I felt comfortable with Raj and Manisha. Kind of hoping they might be the ones to “break us in” for use of a better term. 

Manisha mentioned that some couples don’t like to meet first-time swingers because they fear there might be a bad scene and then everyone is turned off. Udit and I could understand what she was saying. The evening was going great. Manisha had fixed some rolls for all of us to snack on along with some imported cheeses. I’ll have to admit, and I did, that Udit and I were totally taken in by the two of them. They were really nice people, not just sexy, but the most personable people you’d want to share good times with. We adjourned to an area of the great room with a large u-shaped sectional. Udit and Manisha sat across from Raj and I. It seemed a little strange at first not sitting with my husband but Raj made me feel most comfortable.

Maybe it was the wine or maybe the sexual conversation of the evening but I kind of wanted Raj to kiss me. Udit had his arm around Manisha. The sight of the two of them like that didn’t bother me at all. In fact, I was kind of turned on by it. Udit still had the smile on his face and he didn’t seem to care that Raj and I had engaged in quiet conversation between the two of us. Whether by mistake or design, Raj took a sip from my glass and then said sorry, it was a mistake. I had to say it was okay but it did give me a strange erotic sort of feeling to again sip from the same glass from which he had sipped.It was getting late and we thought of leaving.

‘Leaving? Rubbish. Just when we had started enjoying the evening. Stay with us for the night; and you can leave in the morning.’ Raj said.

‘I, we have not brought any clothes.’ I said as if to explain the necessity of going back.

‘Clothes. Come on now. Do you wear clothes in bed?’ Raj said slyly and then laughed. ‘Okay, I am sorry but you can wear Manisha’s nightie and I can lend Udit a pair of shorts. If that is okay with you.’

‘Yes, but….’ I protested.‘Come on, in fact although your saree is very good, go and change into something in which you will feel easy.’ Raj said. At his behest, Manisha took me to her bedroom. She had a good collection of nighties. The one that she offered me was positively transparent but the wine had had a good effect on me and I was more than willing to wear it knowing fully well that my darkish-pinkish nipples would be easily visible had it not been for the bra. As I came back, I found Udit and Raj engrossed in conversation like old friends.

‘Hi, Alisha, you look nice and sexy.’ Raj said.

‘Thank you, ‘ I replied. Manisha got up and placed two lighted, scented candles on the coffee table. She turned the lights off and the room was just lit by the candles. I had made myself comfortable by taking off my sandals. Raj held my hand and signaled me to come to another room. His arm encircled my waist as he guided me towards the stairs to the upper level bedrooms. I felt a touch of apprehension but tingled at the thought of being alone with Raj in another room. It was a very romantic setting. With my feet I pushed the sandals under the sofa and followed Raj my bare feet making no sound. The only sound was the little tinkle from my anklets but Udit seemed too engrossed to notice that his wife had left the room. 

The room that we entered was a large bedroom but there were a number of chairs around too. One wall was all mirrored which contributed to the room looking bigger. I looked at Raj and he then put his arm around me pulling me in close. I leaned my head back and he kissed me softly, his lips moving ever so lightly over mine. I was in another world. I didn’t think about Udit and Manisha sitting in another room which we could see through the curtain. Raj had deliberately left the door ajar so that I wouldn’t be nervous.When Raj released his lips from mine my eyes immediately went in Udit’s direction. He was busy kissing Manisha but I couldn’t see how she was reacting. Was she enjoying this as much as I was? I thought “oh-oh, what was Raj’s reaction going to be.” 

Raj just smiled and leaned in for another long and passionate kiss. I welcomed his lips as they moved sensuously over mine. I was breathing hard and when he protruded his tongue into my mouth I couldn’t resist flicking my tongue all over his. I was so turned on I forgot everythingRaj’s hand fondled my breasts through the skimpy nightie. 

I’m not big breasted like Manisha, just a 34C, but Raj didn’t act like he minded my small size. I moved my arms so he could have easy access to both my breasts. My breasts have always been very sensitive and it doesn’t take a lot of stimulation to get me turned on. Raj’s got rather large hands and his caresses felt so damn good. He wasn’t rough, just soft and gentle. The thought crossed my mind that the four of us were supposed to be just spending a social evening together. It appeared that things were going a bit farther than expected. I wasn’t complaining, just enjoying! 

Perhaps the decision to stay on for the night was not wrong. Raj’s hand moved from my aroused breasts to my legs. He brushed his hand back and forth across my knee seeing if I was going to object to his touching me there I suppose. I didn’t object at all. He slowly and gently moved his hand up my leg beneath the silk cloth. I was nervous but also glad that Raj suggested I change the clothes. Raj’s teeth were lightly nibbling on my lower lip. I was so turned on by his passion. Raj’s lips moved to my neck, softly kissing me. His hand was all the way up the nightie. I stretched my body so I could move my legs apart to allow him access to my hot, wet pussy. 

I could feel his hand rubbing back and forth across my panties. I was moaning like I was in ecstasy and not coming back down forever. I was a little embarrassed by how wet my pussy was but it was Raj who was causing it to be that way. Raj continued to rub my pussy bringing me to a slight orgasm. I started to cry out but Raj put his mouth over mine to muffle the sound. His tongue plunged into my mouth almost causing me to choke. He stopped massaging my pussy through my panties. 

’You alright, Alisha?’ 

’Oh yeah, I am fine’ I blushed. My reply put a big smile on his face. My eyes were searching for Udit but they were nowhere to be seen.

‘Udit?’ I said haltingly.

‘Don’t bother about them. He appears to be smart enough to have seduced Manisha by now, but when do I get to see all that you described in your letters.’ Raj said naughtily.

‘I don’t get you.’ I replied.‘Aw, come on, your shaped pussy is what I am referring to. Remember you had mentioned that you took so many pains to give it shape and that there were no admirers except Udit. Well, here is an admirer.’ 

The night was clear; the room was lit by very soft soothing lighting. Raj took me in his arms. 

‘Are you comfortable with this?’ He asked. I put my arms around his neck and let him give me a deep passionate kiss, full on the lips, as my answer. Raj began pulling the strings of the nightie and to my surprise I did nothing to discourage him. 

’Hope you won't be disappointed. I'm not big breasted like Manisha.’

’I'm never, ever disappointed and appropriateness is what everyone should seek, not just bigger size everywhere.’ Raj replied. 

Raj untied the nightie, slipped it off my shoulders and down my arms. He tossed in onto a nearby chair. He then kissed me on the lips and down my neck. I actually rose up on my tiptoes so he could get a better position on me. He walked around behind me, his hands tracing my waist. I'd worn my best white bra and panties not knowing that someone would actually get to see them. Raj, still standing behind me, began kissing the back of my neck and using his tongue to trace small circle. My neck is especially sensitive and it drove me crazy with his lips there. I felt my bra being unfastened and my hands went to cover my almost bared breasts. Raj pulled my hands down along with the front of my bra. We were standing directly in front of the mirror. I could see he was smiling as he gazed at my vision in the mirrored wall. 

I just had my panties on and Raj's hand was making his way down to them. One hand cupped my left breast while the other hand slowly rubbed the front of my panties. I closed my eyes and leaned back into him, feeling so out of control. Raj nibbled my neck sending chills down my back. His right hand had slipped into the front of my panties, slowly massaging my pussy. I could feel the huge bulge through his dress slacks pushing against my pantied covered ass. I had trimmed the hair on my pussy to a small v-shape and he commented on how soft my pubic hair was.

’Your pussy hair is so soft, like cotton. Absolutely lovely and the smell. It would draw people from far and wide. Since you pay so much attention to the pussy, you really deserve lots of pleasure,’ he said. I briefly wondered how many different pubic regions he'd explored. As long as he was happy with mine and we with the experience, that's all I really cared about at the moment. Raj motioned me over to the bed. 

’Why don't you stretch out and make yourself comfortable?’ The enormous bed was so high I had to literally climb up on it. I lay on my back placing a large pillow under my head. Raj began taking off his clothes starting with his shirt and socks. I couldn't wait to see him take off his slacks so I could get a better view of the large bulge I'd felt pressing into me. Raj wore black briefs, which I thought were so damn sexy. Raj had a great body, large upper chest, broad shoulders, a very slim waist and muscular legs. 

He definitely stayed in shape working as a contractor. I could tell he did a lot of the labor himself from his very muscular arms. Raj climbed up on bed beside me and put his arm around my waist pulling us close together. He looked into my eyes, slowly and passionately kissed me, slipping his tongue inside my lips. I felt I was entering another world, a world I couldn't wait for. 

’I'll take it slow and easy. If you want me to stop, just say so. I won't push it any farther.’ Raj informed me. 

’OK’I could barely get the words out, knowing I wasn't going to stop him. Suddenly I realized that this was just a social gathering and here I was fully prepared to submit myself to an actual fuck. What had happened to me! The only consolation was that perhaps Udit too was having as lovely a time because he too is a perfect lover.

Raj's kisses were long, soft and passionate. His large right hand gently fondled my breasts, his fingers flicking my nipples till they were erect. All I could do was put my arms around his broad shoulders, grip him tight and return his deep kisses. Raj cupped each breast and flicked his thick tongue over each one, slowly and gently suckling on each nipple. He gently pulled on them with his taut lips. My nipples are extremely sensitive and I gasped as he tugged and sucked on each one. Raj's right hand was massaging my pussy through the fabric of my damp panties.

I let him slowly part my legs allowing him to get his hand down between them. His fingers traced around the area of my pussy lips. I could feel my juices start to flow, soaking my panties. Raj slowly and deliberately traced his tongue down between my breasts towards my tummy. He paused briefly at my belly button tracing a wet streak around it and probed it with his hard tongue. It tickled a bit and I jumped when his tongue did little stabbing gestures at it. Raj's hand stroked down my right leg pulling it up till my knee was bent. He slowly stroked it up and down. 

’Time to get a good look at you, gorgeous, ,’ He said reaching for the elastic band of my panties and playfully addressing my pussy. I lifted my hips up off the bed in anticipation. Raj pulled my panties slowly down my legs till they were around my ankles, getting entangled in my anklets. He bent down, slowly disentangled them, took them off and tossed them across the room towards the chair. They feel short and hit the floor. 

Raj smiled at me as he gazed down at my trimmed pussy. He knelt between my legs and I could see the large bulge in his briefs had grown even larger. I wondered in my mind just how big he really was. His hands traced down from my inner thighs to my pussy. He took two fingers and slowly spread my pussy lips open. 

I thought, ‘Oh God, he's the first guy other than Udit who's ever seen me like this.’ I felt slightly embarrassed but his fingers made me almost cum right then. He traced around my pussy teasing it and making me buck slightly, pressing down on his finger. He knew how to get me aroused. The look in my eyes must have signaled him to proceed; I wasn't going to say, "stop". No way was I going to mutter that word. 

Raj's large middle finger entered my pussy sinking it all the way in. I arched my back, spreading my legs so I could lift my butt up in the air. He sawed his finger in and out, slowly and with little twisting motions. I gasped when his hand would deliberately brush across my excited clitoris. I kept pushing down on his hand to make his finger drive in as deep as it could. I love to be finger fucked, one finger or two fingers will do it. Raj withdrew his finger from my soaked pussy and he put it in his mouth sucking off my juices. He smiled coyly, pushing me back down onto the mattress. His tongue flicked out and licked his lips. His mouth moving down on my pussy, kissing all around it but deliberately not touching the swollen lips. Suddenly I felt his hard tongue slide slowly inside me. My hands gripped the sheets and I clenched them tightly. Raj sensed how tense I was. He broke my grip on the sheets and took my hands in his. His large hands almost completely engulfed mine. He worked his tongue slowly in and out of my well-soaked pussy, making little sounds as he enjoyed my taste. I was moaning so loud and squirming my hips I probably made it difficult for him to work his tongue on me. 

He released my hands and grabbed my upper legs forcibly spreading them apart and restraining me. Raj's tongue teased my clit, flicking it up and down and to the side. I screamed as he brought me to one of the biggest orgasms I'd ever had. 

'OH, GOD!!!!' I screamed. Raj paused briefly with his tonguing and looked at me to see if I really wanted him to stop. My chest was heaving. He knew I was in ecstasy and didn't really want him to quit. He continued working my clit till he brought me to another screaming orgasm. This one almost made me pass out. I was choking a little; Raj stopped and made sure I was alright. Thank God he stopped. I rolled over on my right side to help me catch my breath. It was a wonderful experience. I stopped choking and caught my breath. Raj pulled me up to a sitting position so I could breathe easier. He held me in his strong arms. I coughed on his chest, a little embarrassing but he didn't seem to mind. 'I'm sorry, I've never lost my breath like that. Must have forgot to breathe there for a second.' I apologized. 

'Hey, no problem. Didn't mean to almost kill you.' He half joked and then left the room excusing himself saying that he would be back shortly. I could feel the sheets, wet with my juices, underneath me. Here was I nude and fully aroused and Raj had left me and gone. I looked around the room and though it tantamounted to bad manners, I pulled the bedside drawer.In a paper wrapping was a long object and the photograph clearly showed that it was something I had only read about. 

It was a vibrator. I shuddered and just as I took it out, Raj returned.

‘I see that like a smart girl you have found something that would be to every girl’s liking.’ he winked at me.

‘I….. I am sorry. I really am.’ I stammered.

‘Why act so formal? Naturally this is not for me. Go ahead and see it. In fact I insist that you use it, please.’ He was insistent.

‘I have never tried it. I don’t know what it would feel like.’I replied.

‘Come on, surely you must have tried stuff like a long brinjal, or a stiff banana when Udit wouldn’t be around and you would be in a horny mood. This is just that. Okay let me show you how to do it.’he said and proceeded to take it out.

‘Now recline on the bed, and spread your legs.’ He said while putting a pillow under my hips. ‘ Okay, the fun is about to begin, so close your eyes.’ 

I dutifully complied and felt the cold impersonal touch of the vibrator on the lips of my pussy lips. I shuddered. It was fairly thick, thicker than any cock would be and far longer too but it started sliding in slowly and I could almost feel its passage as it moved up.

‘Don’t put it in fully, please.’ I said.

‘Of course not. This is not to be put in fully or else it will get lost and we don’t want doctors trying to take it out, do we? Meanwhile keep your eyes closed. That’s a good girl.’he said.

I thought that he would perhaps make the motion similar to that of an intercourse but to my surprise it started whirring. Silly of me, I realized, a vibrator is supposed to vibrate. It started sending pangs of pleasure throughout m body and though I felt odd being masturbated in front of another man, I just couldn’t help myself and started moaning.

‘Good, very good,’ Raj said and increased the speed of the vibrator. It was very pleasurable and I climaxed within no time.Raj held me in his arms till I calmed down and my breathing returned to normal. It took a few minutes to regain control of my quivering body. I smiled at him. 

‘I'm OK now, ready to go again?’ I laughed when I said it. Raj laid me back down on the bed stretching me out, massaging my chest and tummy. I smiled up at him, my hand drifted down towards his briefs. He wasn't bulging anymore, thought maybe he'd lost interest or something. I massaged his cock and it swelled beneath the fabric of his briefs. 

’Pardon the language, Alisha but are you ready for one of the best fucks you've had outside marriage or will ever have?’ He questioned. 

I nodded demurely.‘No precautions like condom to be taken? If you wish I can wear that. You on pills?’

I again nodded. 

‘Actually since this appears to be a first time for you I want to make it very very pleasurable; because if it is not why should a young decent girl like you muster up the courage to do something so unconventional and for that matter why should your husband come along and approve of this.’ Raj said. 

Raj got up off the bed and stripped down his briefs. His large erect cock sprang out pointing directly at me. My mouth opened in awe at the sight of it. A bit larger than Udit's, its mushroom shaped head was broad and engorged. I thought for a moment that I wouldn't be able to accommodate such a large cock. My pussy's a little small, not that I'm complaining and neither has Udit. 

’Oh my God, you are big.’ I stated smiling at him. Though he was not all that big, but I knew this would massage his ego.

‘Not as big as the vibrator you just had fun with.’ Raj smiled back, and climbed back up on the bed with me. His cock waving as he positioned himself between my legs. He stroked it slowly from the head all the way back to its base. I mentally wondered how long he really was, 6",or 7”. Certainly not as big as they show in those films. 

I spread my legs, lifting my butt up slightly so he could have a clear target for his cock. He rubbed the head of his cock up and down between the lips of my pussy lubricating it with my juices. He pulled the loose foreskin back and just as he was about to guide the engorged head of it into me, he remembered something.He cupped a tit in each hand and squeezed them together to wrap his cock and then started to fuck that lovely groove. I closed my eyes and started rocking to his rhythm; it was so very pleasurable. He obviously liked the way I was moving with him now and picked up speed. 

He stopped for a minute and I could hear him opening the door of the room refrigerator. It was quite small but handy. I opened my eyes and was amused to find him dipping his cock into a bowl. What could that be, I thought but continued to act as if my eyes were closed After a few minutes he opened my mouth with his two fingers and searched out my tongue. My eyes were closed and when he shifted forward I did not see it until his cock was in my mouth. It was fully chocolate coated. He had had the foresight to prepare a dish of liquid chocolate and had kept it in his room just in case I agreed to give him oral. 

I had always enjoyed giving oral and the feel of a hard erect cock inside the warm and watery confines of my mouth, virtually begging to be satisfied, was giving me a lot of pleasure. He held the same pace as with her tits and started fucking my face. I responded with vigour sucking all the chocolate that was stuck to his cock and in the process took him as deeply in my mouth as was possible. I could not turn away, he held me firmly in place and drove forward until his cock pushed into my throat. I had absolutely no choice yet again but to open up to him. Unwittingly my teeth started ensuring that no harm would come to Raj’s cock because of my teeth that was rapidly moving in and out of my mouth. Not only that I was beginning to enjoy his cock inside my mouth. At times, I even forgot whose cock it was, Udit’s or Raj’s.

Struggling to breathe as he picked up his pace, I was surprised as his seed shot down my throat. Although I was used to swallowing cum I did not expect the discharge so soon. I choked and tried to turn away as the last drops of his cum were deposited in my mouth which I promptly swallowed. Somehow both the cums i.e. the one of Udit and the one from Raj tasted exactly the same. 

’Thanks a lot.’ Raj said. ‘I hope you enjoyed it. Actually this is one of the best and most intimate acts and very pleasurable.And it is only the smart girls who don't act prude and spit it out. Now just a little bit of stimulation more with your mouth and you will get the wonderful fuck I promised you.’

He made it sound as if I was waiting for the promised fuck with the anticipation similar to the one that a child has for a promised toy.I smiled and went back to work on his cock which was now slightly limp but within minutes had regained its former stature.

‘Alisha, would you please do me a favour. Could you please turn around and be on all fours. It will give me a good view of both your orifices. Don’t be embarrassed, please.’ Raj said.

I nodded and went down on all fours. The position was not entirely to me. During our exploratory phase this too had been tried by us. It had its pluses like deep penetration but the face to face contact was not there. He started from the soles of the feet, his hands touching everywhere sending frissons of shivering all over, till he pulled the cheeks of my buttocks apart.

‘Absolutely beautiful.’ He said getting on to his knees. I could feel his erect cock on my thighs till it was temporarily stopped in the groove of my ass hole.

‘Tried it here?’ he asked.For a moment I was afraid lest he would thrust it there.

‘No, please. It will be painful.’ I cried.

‘Okay, relax.’ He gradually brought the cock down to the folds of the lips my pussy. I could feel the wet precum dribbling from the tip of his cock. His strong hands held my legs apart as he pressed the length of his cock into me slowly working it back and forth. I felt the walls of my pussy being stretched farther than they'd ever been before. It felt so good, so damn good. My eyes rolled back and I moaned softly, letting him know I wanted all of him. It took awhile but Raj managed to get his entire cock into me. I could feel his balls tight against my butt. Raj put his arms over my pussy hair. He slowly worked his huge cock in short deliberate strokes. I could feel myself being overcome with the pleasure of his manipulations. He leaned down and pressed each breast and kissed the back of my neck. Spreading my legs farther apart he began stroking his cock in and out of me in long strokes, almost pulling out of me. Slowly at first, then increasing the pace till he was pounding his cock into me, his tight balls slapping against my butt. I grabbed his arms to hold on tight. He worked his cock like the master lover that he was. I came in seconds, and, then again. I pushed my pussy back towards him. ’Oh God, Raj!’ I screamed. 

It was at that moment that my eyes happened to see some movement in the dimly lit drawing room below and I saw Udit and Manisha, surprisingly clothed. What were they doing there at that time! I wondered. Raj's eyes were intense, his entire body stiff. I doubt that he heard me or would have stopped even if I wanted him to. He continued plunging his stiff cock into me with hard, deliberate strokes occasionally slowing the pace while swaying his hips to make the head of his cock swirl inside my hot pussy. We'd fucked so hard my head was almost off the edge of the bed. We had to hold onto to each other to keep us both from rolling onto the floor. Raj was making low sounds, which let me know he was thoroughly enjoying fucking me. He definitely loved my pussy and I was having a lovely intercourse.In fact I was having orgasm after orgasm, some more intense than the last. I felt I was going to pass out at any moment, all my strength depleted. 

Raj's pace increased so fast the sounds of his pelvis slapping into me filled the room. His body stiffened, his hands gripped my legs hard as he shot his hot, thick load into me. I felt my pussy being filled with his cum, spurting wildly. His eyes tightly shut, his body gave one last shudder, he gave me one long hard plunge and shot the last of his load inside me. I could feel the sticky liquid running out of me as he slowly withdrew his cock, still swollen, covered in our juices. He leaned over me, catching his breath, which was coming in short gasps. 

’Oh Alisha, that was awesome!’ He muttered softly, still having trouble getting his breath.

‘I…I think I saw Udit and Manisha there down below.’ I said. I think I sounded slightly disturbed.‘Aw, come on. They must have had a quickie.I think we too must dress up. Udit will be waiting for you in bed. That is the advantage of females. They can have one orgasm after another.’ 

Raj laughed.I hurriedly got out of the bed and happened to see myself in the mirror. Fully nude with cum dribbling down my thighs. I promptly got down on all fours, searching for my panty and bra giving Raj again a full view of my pussy. Quickly I clutched them in one hand and darted to the bathroom to make myself more presentable.

In the bed at night Udit and I exchanged notes. 

‘How was it?’ he asked.

‘Good.’ I said 

‘How about you?’

‘Yes, the girl is good but she stuck to her words. Though I tried all tricks she did not let me go below her belly button. She has got pretty big breasts though. I guess you too kept him at bay as we had agreed.’

‘Well, yes.’ I stammered. ‘ Of course, I just let him play with the breasts.’

‘Good, let us see how it is the next time. Raj said that he keeps coming to our town and would be visiting us shortly. Even playing with breasts is quite pleasurable’ Udit said approaching me. 

‘God! You are nice and wet.’ He said finding my pussy. ‘Anyway, good that he stimulated you to such an extent.’ I was listening to him open mouthed not knowing whether to be happy or sad about the days to come.

‘May I tell you something?’ Udit asked me seriously.

‘Yeah, sure.’

‘I don’t know why but I have a craving for something.’ he said.

‘What?’ I asked.

‘Chocolate.’ He replied.


‘Yes, chocolate. Have you tasted chocolate recently, Alisha?.’

While I was wondering what to reply he said with a twinkle in his eye ‘Or something dipped in chocolate?’

My eyes were wide with amazement when he laughed. 

‘ Come on now. How did the chocolate taste?’

‘You know it?’ I asked bewildered.

‘Know what?’ he asked teasingly.

‘Come on, now. Tell me about yourself and how do you know this?’

‘Well, we were in the next room, the window was open and if I didn’t find you so engrossed I would have knocked you on the shoulder to apprise you of our presence.’ He said.

‘Oh Udit, you are so naughty. Why didn’t you come into the room? With you the pleasure would have been so much more and I would have felt so reassured’

‘Sure. Next time and don’t let the chocolate dips make you forget your darling husband. In any case watching you too was very pleasurable especially since Manisha and I were watching our spouses.’

‘Tell me how far you went with Manisha.’I was besides myself with curiousity.

‘Well, you should keep wondering that since you got so carried away or else you too would have got to see.’ 

He laughed and then seeing the disappointed look on my face.’Don’t worry, Manisha is good but you are the best.‘

‘So are you love, so are you.’ I said as I hugged him.

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