Indian Wife Blossoms

Shekhar and I arrived at St Tropez on the French Riviera a few years ago, I was 29 years old and married about three years back. We had grown up in a rather conservative setting and I was not sure as to how I would respond to the nudity that this resort town was famous for. In fact I had butterflies in the stomach.

Shekhar was almost drooling at the local gentry as we got out of the taxicab. Attractive women with see-through tops and lots of off the hip styles. Lots of navels. The desk clerk was eyeing me up as we were signing in and I must say that it was an embarrassment and a turn on to think he was perhaps imagining me without clothes. At least that was what I could infer from his look. He gave Shekhar a knowing wink as he handed him the heavy metal key and he rang for the bellboy to bring our bags to the room. He too looked at me from head to toe and I realized that it must drive these guys crazy to work in such a paradise.

I was wearing a blue sari and a sleeveless blouse and a strapless bra. Like typical Indian women I had bangles on one wrist, chain in the neck, a nose pin, ear rings, anklets etc. In the room, we pulled back the drapes to look down from our second floor balcony at the courtyard below. Shekhar appeared to be somewhat disappointed to see that people were standing around in evening wear. They were holding cocktails and talking in small groups. A classy crowd but not very thrilling. Shekhar walked up to me coolly and started unbuttoning the blouse.

"Stop it! The damned window is open!", I said as I pulled away from him.

"Are you kidding? These people will be seeing you naked anyway... "

I stopped and looked at him like it was the first time I had thought about it.

"What makes you think I'm going to walk around like that? Topless perhaps but nude. No way. " I said firmly.

" Remember that this trip was your idea. Please don’t crowd me. You know as well as I do that when in India good girls are expected to cover their breasts, in addition to a full shirt known as kurta, with another piece of cloth known as Dupatta. And if your mother came to know that I had stripped totally I would be shown the door before you could bat an eyelid. "

“Aw come on now. You can be as wild as they come. Forgotten the time when you had become fully nude in front of the fisherman?” He said hugging me.

I smiled and blushed. There were certain things in our marriage that had kept the excitement going and it was largely due to the initiative taken by Shekhar.

Let me describe ourselves. I am fair, slim, stand 5 feet 6 inches in my bare feet in which you can usually find me because Shekhar says that my feet are very pretty. My breasts are 34 C, nipples are brownish chocolatey in color, with black eyes and hair. Shekhar is 5 feet 11 inches tall, lean, fair though not as fair as I am and is an excellent companion.

We went down to dinner in the hotel’s restaurant and I kept looking up at him as I stared across the room. He was looking at a beautiful thirtyish woman with a dress that was like a diagonal sarong but it only covered one breast. "Is that what you are looking at?" I asked, "I have nicer breasts than that babe and you know it. "

"I know you do but that is such a turn on in a restaurant. " No one else seemed to mind it, but I could see that everyone in the place was making little darting glances in that direction from time to time. The following morning we were having breakfast at the outdoor tables. I had on my bikini with a thin beach jacket over it and was bare footed. I suppose I looked good and was getting looks from everyone in the place.

"You look really good in that... do you see how the others are looking at you?" I started... To him it seemed that I enjoyed being in the center of things. "Don’t be silly", I said. After the late breakfast we decided to take a walk down to the beach. St. Tropez is a place with a beach for everyone, from the straight to the gay, from the bathing suit to the nude. We decided to be adventurous and at least take a look at each one. We passed through the more conventional beach, seeing the usual collection of overweight middle aged Europeans, mainly sitting around and soaking up the Mediterranean sun.

There was a sign that said "Topless Beach" and Shekhar was extremely keen to go thise so we followed it to the left, walking along the water’s edge. That was when my eyes started to go crazy. Wherever I looked, there were topless women. Shekhar appeared to be chuckling to himself as we walked along. I would say he was salivating. They were lying down, sitting up and walking around and everywhere I looked were boobs. It was a sea of bare breasts.

"Do you want to stop here for a while?" I asked his, pointing to an empty area about 50 feet from the water.

"Sure. Throw the towels down here. " We laid down the beach towels and both sat down, looking around us. I took off the outer covering, wearing just the thin bikini. The sight of so many topless women from virtually all nationalities had boldened me up.

"Rub some lotion on my back. " I asked, as I went down onto my stomach. He began to squirt the white liquid onto his hand and started on my upper back.

"Mmmm. That feels good. Are you sure you can concentrate on me for a minute and stop ogling at all the females?"

"Yes, I think I can. " Shekhar said as he was still looking all around him at the women and girls of all ages, literally letting it all hang out. I turned my attention to Shekhar who after the massage was resting his head on his crossed arms, eyes half closed and the hint of a smile was on his face.

"See anything you like?" I asked.

"What do you think?" he said.

"Silly question I guess. " I said as I wiggled my body to a more comfortable position. I was looking at an attractive woman with beautiful full breasts slowly peel off his top, revealing full breasts and brown nipples. After he had rubbed the lotion into the skin on my back and legs, he reached up without any warning and unsnapped the back of my bikini top.

"Excuse him, sir. What are you doing?" I queried.

"Nothing, just helping you feel more comfortable. " he said, looking at my face for a reaction. I lay there for a minute as I was watching a couple of girls in their late teens walk by topless. I must have been staring because one of them said something to the other and they both giggled as they walked by.

"How would you like me to put some suntan lotion on the other side now?" Shekhar said, snapping me back to reality. I was hesitant but rolling onto my back, holding the bikini top in place modestly.

"Okay, you”ve got it. " Now I could see that Shekhar was starting to get more excited. He repositioned his cock so the loose bathing suit would not look like a tent. Then I realized what the young girls were giggling about. No surprise though. Probably every male on this beach was in a perpetual state of erection. He slowly applied the lotion to my legs and worked his way up my thighs and belly, then my arms and upper chest and neck.

"Do you want me to do your boobs?" he asked slowly.

"I don’t know, this is a weird place. I don’t know if I can hack it. " I said nervously. "Come on. You would exactly be standing out. It’s normal to have bare boobs around here. When you keep your top on you look like a tourist. "

"I am a tourist... Alright, if you don’t think I am a whore... "I replied.

“Whores don’t strip on beaches. Lovely, darling, sexy, cute wives do. They also get fucked. Remember Dileep episode?” Shekhar replied mischievously.

“I will hit you if you bring that up. In any case what could I do? I was nude and you had brought your friend along. And you were careless enough to let him do it without a condom. It is good nothing happened and I did not get pregnant or else we would be here with Dileep’s kid. ” I laughed. After that episode I had started taking pills. Having sex with one of his friends was one thing;especially when he initiated it but getting pregnant was a sure way of getting into trouble.

He didn’t need an invitation to gently pull away my top. Automatically, my hands came up to cover my tits. Shekhar was most reassuring. He gently placed his hands on mine.

"Honey, you look nice like this. Just relax and enjoy yourself. Besides, if we don’t get some lotion on these babies you will look like the girl over there. " He motioned to some people walking along the water. One of them was obviously an American girl with European friends, her tits were angry red and burned while the rest of her was well tanned. "I guess you are right. God what would the people at home say?"

I brought the hands to my sides. I noted that my nipples were standing straight up and the aerolas were puckering up... it was not even cold out. Shekhar was turned on by this minor act of exhibitionism and was really getting excited as he applied the white lotion on the pale skin of my C cup breasts. "Are people looking at me?" I asked, my eyes were closed and my arm was now over my face like I was in disguise while my breasts were exposed and I could actually feel my nipples’ gradual erection.

"Yeah, me. I’m a people. "He said good humouredly. He brought my arm down and had me look around. After a few minutes I seemed to be getting used to being topless and I began to look around the beach. People were all around walking, sitting, standing. We were not that close to any other and I seemed to be comfortable.

"Let’s take a walk. " Shekhar suggested. "I can’t walk around like this. " I said.

"What’s the difference, you are lying here topless and no one is arresting you?"

“You also take your swim trunk off. ” I said.

“Okay. ” He said and pulled it down in one quick stroke. Shekhar’s cock was not circumcised and it was in a state of semi erection having seen so many nude girls. Due to the erection the foreskin had given a bit of way and the head was partially visible.

"You are so shameless. Men like you would rather remain naked only. You don’t mind that everyone can see your cock?Oh God!That guy over there is looking at me. " I said a bit self consciously.

I pointed to a couple off the right. " I”m looking at his wife too. " he said, wondering if it was the wrong thing as the words came out. Then I recognized them. "That’s Michael and Shannon from last night. " I said, naming the English couple we met at dinner. They were in their early 30s and Shannon was pregnant. Michael waved to us and Shekhar returned it.

"Oh yeah. Well, I would be embarrassed for anyone I know to see me

like this. "

"Anita love, Shannon is also topless and you look a lot prettier than she does. " Shekhar said, in apparently a convincing manner, because after hearing his words and realising the futility of trying to cover up my boobs I sat up for the first time; my knees were up and covering my breasts but it was a start.

“ Lovely. I have always preferred the way breasts look when a woman is upright rather than the way they flatten when lying down. ” Shekhar said. Michael was on his feet and walking over to us. I kept my knees drawn up so as to casually hide my breasts and nonchalantly started putting sand on my toes.

"How are you two on this fine morning?" Michael asked as he approached us. Shekhar was the first to answer as we both smiled at our new friend. "Just fine, Michael. Getting used to the place. " he said.

Michael too was naked and I couldn’t help feeling slightly uncomfortable. Although his cock was not erect but to be talking to a naked man was somewhat disconcerting. Moreover his cock was circumcised and there was a palpable difference between both their cocks.

“And how is your wife?” he said extending his arm for a handshake. I shook hands with Michael and very slowly I brought my legs down and my breasts were now in full public view. This was perhaps the first time that a stranger and that too naked was seeing me topless in a public place but I was acting nonchalant. I seemed to be getting braver now. Michael, in his polite British way, was not staring at my tits and this was very helpful. "Why don’t you come over and join Shannon and me. We brought a chilled rosé and we would like some company drinking it. "

Shekhar and I looked at each other. Shekhar looked at him with a jolly "what the hell! sure " expression and we both stood up and walked with Michael. I noticed that Michael too was quite handsome. Fair like all Europeans, he was about 5’10”. I gathered up our stuff as an excuse to walk behind them, to observe Shekhar’s body language. I was doing fine, walking with a proud gait and not covering up my tits. What the hell;even my husband was nude. When we got to their spot on the beach, Shannon was sitting under an umbrella and she greeted us warmly. I was trying to not look at her full looking breasts. She was only a few months pregnant but was already getting engorged breasts and there were some milk veins showing, there was no tan at all.

"Hello you two. How are you enjoying your holiday?" she asked. I stifled a laugh. "Fine. " I said. "Hard to get used to the way people dress around here, isn’t it?" I said, trying not to laugh. Michael’s eyes darted to my bikini panty. I was concentrating on keeping my eyes away from his semi erect cock.

“What is your name, love?” Shannon asked me.

“Anita. ”I replied.

“Where are you from?”

“India. ” I replied.

“Married?”

I nodded.

"Shannon needs to keep out of the sun because she burns so easily. " Michael explained. "But look at those pale breasts. "

"Yes, I will never get a proper tan this way. "

She lifted one of her breasts and let it fall again. "But Anita, you look like you will take a good tan because the rest of you is so golden. Besides you have nice youthful breasts and capped with such lovely chocolate colored nipples. They will be the hit of St. Tropez. "

I thought Shekhar would start getting self-conscious when our new acquaintances started talking about my tits but he just looked down, ran his hands over his head and smiled.

“She was so hesitant to take off her top. ”he said.

“Strange. ”Shannon said. “In fact she should not be only topless;she should be nude. Even I used to be nude before I became pregnant. I am a firm believer that all girls on the beaches should be nude. They look so pretty that way. It is upto the men to decide what they want. If you don’t mind, Anita what is your breast size?”

"34 C"Shekhar replied before I could.

"Perfect. They”ll never sag even if you remain topless or nude on all the beaches that you visit. Is this your first visit to a topless beach?"Shannon asked.

Shekhar nodded and laughed. “You flatter her, Shannon. ”

“No, I’m serious, Your wife has lovely breasts and I am sure she is as lovely under the panty as well. ”

I blushed a beetroot red and just stared down at my exposed breasts and erect nipples.

Michael started teasing me. “Well, Anita can we see the beauty that you are hiding;if if course your husband does not mind?”I merely shook my head and looked at Shekhar as if to ask. “What say?”

“Are you crazy?Give her some time. Today is the first time that she is topless. ”Shannon said in mock anger.

“In other words, you will strip in a day. Shannon, we should extend our stay. I don’t want to leave without seeing this beauty nude. ”Michael said.

Shekhar laughed. “ What say, love?”

“Don’t ask him. Promise us that. Now. Why wait. Do it today only. ”

“Okay. Give me some time as Shannon said. ”I replied blushing still.

Michael and Shekhar decided to take a walk to the waters.

Shannon asked me.

“Is it true that you were reluctant to take off your top?”I nodded.

“Well, surprise them even more by being nude when they return. ”

““Really, Shannon, how can I?”I started protesting.

“Just stand up. ”

““No, later, perhaps, not today. ””I stammered.

“I said stand up. ”Shannon virtually ordered. As soon as I stood up, Shannon pulled my bikini bottom down to my knees revealing my well manicured pussy to a no. of interested watchers.

“The choice is yours. You can pull it up or you can step out of it. Your husband is naked;so is mine. Even I would be if I was not carrying my baby. ”She said in a matter of fact way.

I saw that I was not the only nude woman there. There were so many others, well hung men and women. I therefore stepped out of the bikini bottom and kept it with my stuff.

“Nice black hair you got there. But surely they would not be growing that way. You would be giving shape to them?”Shannon asked in a questioning tone pointing to my pussy with her eyeballs.

I just nodded and smiled. Naturally shape had to be given to the pussy.

“And this tiny golden ring that you are wearing on your nice toe is pretty. ”

“Yes, married girls usually wear these. ” I replied trying to cover my pussy by pulling my feet in front of them.

“And this chain on your ankle. This golden one on your waist? And the bangles?”

“The one on the waist is a girdle. There is an Indian attire known as a sari. If the girdle is worn with a sari which is tied well below the belly button, the girdle looks very attractive. These can be worn by anyone. For that matter even a toe ring is not compulsory but, well, I like it. And since taking it off is a bit difficult, once I wear it I let it be. And the chain on the ankle is an anklet which we call a ‘payal’ in Hindi. ” I smiled.

“Your smile is very attractive. I am sure Michael would, if you don’t mind, want to have sex with you. ”

“ Shannon, you are really too much. ” I said to her.

Shannon and I were talking like old friends when our husbands returned. Michael was indeed pleasantly surprised to see that I had stripped.

“Now that is what I call a good girl.!Won”t you stand up boldly and give me a kiss?” I was further embarassed by the erection on Michael’s cock.

“Well, darling you are a sport really. ” Shekhar said bending down and kissing me on the cheek and lightly squeezing my breasts.

“Get up!” Michael insisted.

“Don’t embarrass the poor girl!” Shannon chided Michael obviously referring to the cock’s erection.

“ I can’t help it. She IS sexy. ” Michael replied.

I smiled at the compliment and got up blushing furiously. My nipples were erect and became all the more so when they brushed against Michael’s bare chest and when he planted his lips on my cheek. Imagine the sight. I, fully naked was being kissed by another man also fully naked and his erect cock brushing against my belly button and neither I nor my husband seemed to mind. For that matter neither did Michael’s wife. At that moment I too felt so horny that even if Michael had insisted on fucking me I would have agreed.

“Anita, do you have a sister?I was looking for a pretty girl like you for my brother but hard luck that you are already married. ” Michael said. Before I could reply Shekhar said “Hey!Don’t entice my wife away. ”

As we worked our way through the bottle of wine, we were laughing like old friends. All around us was a sea of bare breasts, cocks and pussies and everyone was having a whale of a time. I was thinking that here I am nude in front of hundreds with no problems. Back home if they knew it?? God!!

After a couple of hours, Shekhar and I went back to the room and made wild love, recounting our first day of my new exhibitionism as it I think I was very turned on by the opportunity to show off my body in public and I found it very exciting too.

Just then there was a knock at the door.

“Who is it?” Shekhar called. After all just as a person is in the process of making love to his wife he does not welcome visitors.

“ Michael. ” Came the reply.

Shekhar got up as he was i. e. with his cock virtually erect and opened the door. Although he had seen me naked but I felt funny lying there so I clutched a pillow between my legs.

 “Hi!” He said. “ You two fucking?” He was as cool as that.

“ What else do you think?” Shekhar laughed.

“ I just wanted to see you fucking and well, if you don’t mind I would like to join in. Please don’t refuse. It is very rarely that one gets to see such a pretty girl as Anita and that too naked. ” Michael implored.

“Join? How?. ” Shekhar said throwing up his hands.

“ Well, just a bit of well, oral. If you don’t mind. ”Michael sheepishly answered.

“ You want my wife to give you a blowjob?”

Michael nodded.

“Okay but no fucking. I hope that is clear. ”

I was not sure I had heard right. Shekhar had just agreed to let Michael join in.

I called him but he came and whispered in my ear. “ It is okay Anita. We have discussed about foursome so very often. Nobody knows us here. I don’t think there will be a better opportunity for us either. And he will not fuck you. Just a blowjob. ”

“ But he is alone. There will be no foursome but just a threesome. ” I pointed out.

“ It is just tough luck that Shannon is pregnant. Okay that we will keep for later. Meanwhile don’t let him fuck you. Okay. ” Shekhar said kissing me

By this time Michael had also stripped. I would also like to add that we were still under the pleasant influence of the wine that Michael had given us on the beach.

As he took the pillow away from my legs I asked him whether Shannon would not mind.

“ She is tired and is now asleep. ” He replied.

“You are welcome to join us BUT you will not fuck her pussy. If you agree, you can stay behind or else I am sorry. ” Shekhar said firmly and so coolly as if he was talking about the ironing of clothes. Before marriage I had not imagined in my wildest dreams that my husband would be talking to a starnger about my fucking while I was present there in all my glorious nudity waiting to be fucked as per my husband’s wishes.. Life is so stranger than fiction.

Shekhar continued from where he had left. He thrust his tongue in my mouth and kissed me deeply. His tongue was virtually everywhere. Inside my ears, over the nape of the neck down to my breasts all the time teasing and titillating. I turned to my side to accommodate his cock but Michael insisted that I lie flat and that while he would suck one nipple, Shekhar would suck the other. That is what I did and this nipple sucking made me shudder and the juices flowed in my pussy. Soon both the nipples were fully erect with the teasing they had got. I now wanted to be made love to. The light moaning sounds were giving me away. Michael however brought his cock to my mouth. I immediately opened my mouth and took him inside. It was the first time that I had a circumcised penis in my mouth. It had a smooth bulbous head and there was no botheration of pulling the foreskin back. Initially I gingerly licked it, then opened the mouth and sucked it but after a while he withdrew. Shekhar was busy with fingering me while playing with my nipples.

“ All this is a trifle difficult. Anita, love please go down on all fours. ” I complied immediately. My ass was now in the air.

“ Shekhar, now fuck her from behind doggy style. This way both of us can play with her tits and she can suck me. If I discharge in her mouth, I will of course not fuck her. Or else we will change places. ” Michael said.

“ No, Michael, you will not fuck her. Please. We are newly married and I would like to maintain the sanctity of her pussy. You can experiment with everything else. ” Shekhar replied firmly.

I then felt Shekhar’s familiar cock sliding up my very wet pussy. As he started taking strokes of my pussy, my mouth was busy giving strokes to Michael’s cock. I had quite ambivalent feelings. I did not want Michael inside me. It was a very erotic feeling to be made love to by two different men at the same time. In between Shekhar would also stroke my back and then slide his hand down from my armpits to my breasts where his hands would at times meet Michael’s hands which were busy squeezing my breasts. Though I did not refuse him but he really squeezed my breasts and that too quite hard. Since Shannon was pregnant with swollen breasts her breasts must have been painful. By squeezing my breasts he was making up for lost time. My hands were on Michael’s athletic buttocks trying to regulate the entry of his cock in my mouth. His gradually leaking cum was all inside my mouth and I did not know what I should do once he discharged in my mouth. Should I spit it out or swallow it? I swallowed Shekhar’s but should there not be a difference between a husband and a friend?

It was in my destiny to be fucked by another person besides Shekhar and Dileep (though not at that time) Soon I felt that I would be climaxing. I left Michael’s cock, lay back, pulled Shekhar’s cock inside me and locked my ankles over his back. Now Michael was out of the picture. Shekhar started fucking me with slow strokes by with withdrawing the cock fully and then thrusting it in with a force that my breasts wobbled. I could actually feel his foreskin being rolled back as his shaft entered me. Shekhar’s hands were on my thighs. His fingers were pulling my buttock cheeks. Michael did not miss miss any opportunity to hold my breasts as soon as they wobbled and to squeeze them. Shekhar perhaps expected me to refuse but I was too deep in the throes of passion to do so. He was seeing this very closely all the while playing with his own cock. It felt funnier to be watched by another man while being fucked by my own spouse than to be actually fucked by another man.

After a while Shekhar discharged with an ‘Agh’ exclamation and I could feel the jets of his cum inside me just as I was also climaxing and thrusting my pussy upwards. Shekhar has a habit of hugging me and lying on top of me while he discharges. He therefore lay on me as was his wont.

Michael insisted that we hug one another by lying side by side. As soon as I had done this he kept my leg on top of Shekhar’s and shoved his cock in the crevice of my ass with the space created.

This was something totally unexpected. I gasped but with two men holding me down could not get up. Meanwhile the orgasm that I had had was not fully finished as yet. Michael’s cock was quite wet and despite attempts to enter my ass did not do so. After the initial thrust he let it remain there very still. For a while there were two cocks virtually inside me:Shekhar’s limp cock in my pussy and Michael’s hard one at the entry of my ass knocking so to say for permission to enter. I was virtually on seventh heaven.

But this was not all. The next evening we were informed by Michael that Shannon had gone to an acquaintance for the evening and could he just come to our room for some time. I told him that Shekhar had gone for a quick swim but he said that he would not take much of my time. Shortly there was a knock at the door. I opened the door. I was wearing just a panty and a T shirt. Since he had seen me naked the previous day and had also made love to me I did not feel particularly odd.

He hugged me with both his hands around my buttocks. It was a thong panty and I could feel his fingers trying to find my ass hole. He then kissed me on the cheek. I noticed that he had brought a camera along. Though girls like me don’t get kissed by strangers, but this perhaps was the culture here so I acted as if everything was normal. Moreover after last night I couldn’t act prude.

“ Anita, how are you? Hope I did not disturb you. ” He said.

“ No, its okay. How are you? How is Shannon?” I enquired.

“ She is fine. Actually, love I wanted to photograph you. ” His eyes were on my bare feet and smooth legs that I had crossed.

“ Let Shekhar come back. ” I said.

“ Why bother him?I have spoken to him. It will take just five minutes. Just get rid of these things you are wearing. ”

“ Strip? Here? “ I was aghast.

“ Yes, now hurry. I want to capture your nudity. With all these trinkets that you wear like anklets, toerings, earrings, girdle, nosepin etc. ” He insisted.

“Well, Michael, stripping on the beach was okay but getting a nude photo taken…….. I don’t know. ”

At his insistence I did strip. While I got rid of the T shirt he pulled down the panty. But he had more in mind than just photographing me. As I learnt later he wanted to fuck me. This was the first time that I was fully naked with a stranger and without my husband’s presence. The fact is that there in St. Tropez after the previous day’s experience I was so horny I always wanted to strip and needed just the slightest suggestion to do so. He asked me to lie down for the photographs. No soon had I done this he got down to eating me. I kept refusing him but each time I refused he thrust his tongue inside my pusy walls making all my refusals a sham. Unwittingly my legs were apart and I was watching him lick me. I was all wet and within no time he had his cock out. There were two things holding me back. Firstly I wanted to be faithful to my husband;if at all I had to get fucked it should have been in front of him or at least with his knowledge. As was the case in the Dileep episode. Secondly if he found out that this is what I was doing he might have been upset.

After all, our case was going in reverse. Usually men go around fucking other females after marriage and here as luck would have it I was doing all the fucking. However while I was toying with all this, Michael’s cock entered my pussy. The bulbous head and then the whole of it smoothly. A tight grip I could feel and couldn’t help feeling smug at the tightness in my cunt walls. He with drew the cock licked my inner thighs right upto my pussy, sucked all the sparse pussy hair and again thrust his shaft inside me.

“God, you are so tight, you need regular fucking for years to loosen you up. ”He whispered.

“What is the need to loosen up? You don’t like this? But please hurry. Shekhar may come back and will not like it. ” I said and with my vaginal muscles I squeezed his cock.

“ Sure, I do, baby. Sure I do. I will give you very quick and lovely satisfaction”he said sucking my lower lip.

This time there was no with drawing. My body played along. I locked my ankles over his back and he carried on humping, paying particular attention to my breasts. He would hold each in his hands and bite the nipple. God! Did it make me squirm! My hips were thrusting forward to meet his thrusts till he came. Discharged all his cum inside me. Men can never never control themselves. I think it gives them a high to discharge inside a girl who is not exactly keen for a fuck in the first place.

I silently thanked God I was on pills otherwise it would have been very difficult to decide the child in case I became pregnant. After all both Shekhar and Michael had discharged inside me. Trusting men in such matters is pointless. They themselves will never carry a condom and will also not point this fact out to a friend either. The Dileep episode!

Had he insisted I might have agreed to another round of love making as well. Thankfully he did not. He again praised my breasts, sucked my nipples; said that the photographs would be better if they were erect. He still wanted the photographs. He had put on his trousers but insisted that I remain nude. I if course had wiped the cum clean by the time Shekhar returned and am sure he did not suspect anything.

Michael and Shannon left shortly after that. Shekhar and I left the next day. It was an incredible experience. The liberalism of Shekhar is something I cherish. He says that a drab one man one woman life is useless and a waste as compared to a life where one is committed to one another but enjoys sex with different partners. Of what use is monotony in one’s life if one is fortunate enough to get different good partners? Initially I thought he was morally depraved but now I know he is right. While Shekhar was naughty enough to get me fucked by Dileep(although unknowingly) and Michael(blowjob). I too have something planned for him. When we landed in Delhi I was duly clad in a blue salwar suit with a dupatta duly draped in my neck. As my in-laws welcomed me and embraced me I was wondering what their reaction would be if they knew what their demure and shy daughter-in-law had been upto in St. Tropez.

Shekhar perhaps understood what was going on in my mind and we exchanged smiles.

“ Beti, I hope all the nudity there did not disturb you. ” My mother-in-law said.

“ No, ” I said “ But whatever nudity was there made your son very happy. It was difficult to pull him away from all the nude foreign girls” I replied impishly knowing fully well that he could not say that I, their daughter in law, was as nude as they were.

“ Oh, he is such a rascal. ” She laughed. We went into our rooms. And again made wild love for weeks altogether.