The Dirty Masseur- Aeishwarya gets a hot massage and even hotter sex
“That was tiring” Krishna sighed as they closed the doors behind them. He switched on the air conditioning on full blast.
“And sweaty. And dirty” Aeishwarya added as she took out her tank top to show her black bra and stood right under the air conditioning. They had been cleaning the terrace garden since the morning.
Krishna held her from behind and whispered into her ear, “Care to join for a bath?” His palms slithered on her sweaty abdomen.
“No.” she bit her lip and blushed.
“Not enough? Then how about a massage before the bath?” grinning he took her hand and led her to one of the showers.
“Our massage and bath package include a basic bath first.” He removed her trousers, “to get rid of the smell!”
Aeishwarya laughed and elbowed him, “Doesn’t the masseur need a bath too?”
“Yes, he does.”
“So get your own bath. I am not sharing.” She pushed him out of the shower.
She took a cold bath to calm herself. She had barely managed not to touch herself in the shower.
When Krishna came out Aeishwarya was already lying stomach down on the bed in the bedroom. She had a towel covering her backside.
“Towel?”
“Of course. This isn’t Bangkok, is it?” she suppressed her laughter at his erect cock. She enjoyed knowing how hard she could get him.
He was naked with a raging hard on and here she was playing games. He spanked her towel clad ass “All set?”
“Eagerly set.”
Krishna got a bottle of baby oil.
“Don’t you need to wear something? I wouldn’t want anything except the oil on my skin.” She lightly tapped his swollen cockhead.
He stood over her and snatched the towel and tied it around his waist. He admired her. Taking a deep breath he held her feet in his hands.
First he started massaging her soles. As he massaged her ankle he kissed her soles.
“The massage includes kisses?” Aeishwarya asked
“No, but the masseur is pretty dirty”
Aeishwarya giggled and Krishna kissed her ankles while massaging her calves followed by her thighs. Then he went for her lower back. He started kissing from the base of her spine. He kissed upward till he reached her hair. He inhaled the smell of her hair. He started kneading her back.
“Hhhmmmm” she purred.
He massaged her shoulders and kissed them. He took the bottle of oil and squirted a large quantity over her back and spread it.
“Your hands are warm.” She sighed as he relaxed her muscle knots.
He squirted more oil on her back and spread up to it her neck and then downwards on her calves. He slightly pushed his hands below, brushing her ass. Seeing no comments being made he her spread the oils on her ass cheeks.
“The masseur is too dirty” she commented, “just the way I prefer.”
He kneaded her backside and slightly brushed her groin. Pouring more oil over her tiny little rosebud he clamped his thumb over it and tickled her pussy. She shuddered and moaned. He poured oil on her thighs and massaged her inner thighs, brushing her lower lips again and again. He grabbed both her hands and pulled them behind, lifting her torso. He felt his blood rushing as he saw her magnificent breasts hang. He turned her over and poured oil over her stomach. His fingers lightly touched the underside of her breasts. He took some more oil and massaged her breasts. She shifted in her place and arched her back pressing her breasts in his hands. The dark brown nipples and wheatish skin shimmered as he played with her big breasts. He tweaked her nipples and pulled them making her moan. As though her body was hot-wired to her groin, she felt the sweet pain grow there and her insides going haywire. He massaged her torso more, pressing her sides. He held her narrow waist and kissed her navel. She squirmed and tried to clutch the mat. He spread more oil on her inner thighs and again teased her for some more time.
Then he made her sit up and oiled her hair, slightly pulling them, massaging her scalp and nape. He loved her hair. Her hair could excite him at any given time. And now it shimmered as he oiled it.
His cock was throbbing for relief. There was a wet spot on the towel from the leaking precum. He wanted to plunge his cock into her pussy and fuck her hard.
He felt her excitement getting less and continued oiling her hair. Done with the massage he scooped her up and took her to the shower. He held her from behind and kissed her neck.
She sighed as his proximity made her excited again. She could feel his cock nestled between her ass. She started humping on it. As it touched her asshole she felt tremors through her body. The precum was adding to the slickness of her already oily ass. He cupped her breasts and mauled them. He pulled her nipples and twisted them. She squealed and clutched his ass with one hand pushing him more into her. With the other she tickled his cock on the underside of the head.
“Fuck!” he gasped as she grasped it and turned. She started jerking him fast. Without abandon.
As she realized her was about to cum, she stopped and kissed him hard on the lips. She sucked his tongue and then invaded his mouth with her tongue. As he calmed down a bit she again started jerking him. Knowing that Aeishwarya could do this all day, Krishna clutched her neck and pulled her breasts to his mouth. He sucked on them like a hungry babe.
Within minutes Aeishwarya could not take it anymore. “Fuck me now!” she ordered.
Krishna complied without any delay. He entered her pussy from behind and started pounding away. She placed one hand on the wall and pushed back into him. He slowed as he almost reached his orgasm, but Aeishwarya was not there yet.
“Play with your nipples.” he told her.
Aeishwarya’s fingers quickly found her nipples and started twisting and pulling them. Krishna’s cock was mashing her insides. With each stroke she felt pleasure writhing through her body. She twisted her nipples harder wanting to reach an even higher level.
She felt her pussy explode as she came. Breathing became difficult for her. Krishna also came as her pussy gripped his cock in an iron grip. He could feel her cum gushing around his cock and she felt his hot cum splash inside her. Wave upon wave of pleasure rocked her body. Her entire body pulsated outwards from her pussy.
Krishna shuddered and his knees gave away. He held her and they slowly slid down to the floor. They sat there like that for some time and then took a slow hot bath.
Krishna stared at her after they had dried themselves.
“You look beautiful.” He said.
Aeishwarya giggled and replied, “I am not making dinner tonight.”
“Why?”
“I thought the massage included a dinner.” She smirked.
Sex Goddess- Part 1 (Stranger Sex)
The train to Madurai reached its destination in the late afternoon. There had been a delay of 3 hours. Those 3 hours had been a lazy duration with in and out of sleep. I stretched my arms and yawned as I alighted on the platform.
I am 5’8”, normally built and little tanned. If I didn’t shave for two days then I would look handsome enough to earn me some looks from the girls. I was dressed in a loose t-shirt and denims.
I was still not completely awake. I found a tea vendor and clutched the Styrofoam cup to my cheek, my eyes closed. Winter was colder down here then it had been at home. I sat there and finished the tea and asked the tea vendor directions for the waiting rooms.
I freshened up in the waiting rooms and bought a bus tickets to Kumily. The bus was going to leave after an hour so I had some lunch and coffee at a restaurant. The bus came soon after. I had my seat in the back section. The journey was going to take five odd hours. The bus was quite empty, only 7 or 8 other travelers and the a/c was on despite the cold weather. I had snuggled under a blanket and fallen asleep by the time we had reached the outskirts of the city.
Suddenly I felt something wet in my ear. And then a hand rubbing his semi hard cock through my denims. I woke up with a sharp intake of breath.
A girl was sitting beside me and was licking my ear. She had long messy hair and was wearing a tight floral shirt that seemed to be bursting with her boobs.
“Don’t move. I am Aeishwarya” She whispered in his ear and probed his ear with her tongue. She gripped his cock and squeezed it hard. She had a very soft voice and one that seemed to be affecting my cock.My brain couldn’t argue with her and it seemed i was made to obey her.
I realized that night had fallen early and that the blanket now covered both of us. The lamps above their seats were off and the rest of the bus was dark. The guy who had been sitting two seats behind was not there now and there was nobody else behind them. The bus was still pretty much empty.
“What time is it?” I asked her between breaths.
“Time to make you my slut.” she said and bit on his neck and sucked.
She continued necking me and rubbing my cock for another 15-20 minutes. I was so scarred that I couldn’t even moan!
Then she told me to put my hand around her. The arm rest between us was already pulled back.
“Don’t just sit there you slut. Serve my boobs”
I put my one arm around her and then both my hands under her shirt. I pulled her bra under the breasts and started caressing her wonderful big boobs. I realized that if her boobs felt so wonderful under the shirt, how amazing they would feel without the shirt!
Not wanting to jinx my luck, I just continued to do what I was told.
Aeishwarya purred and unzipped my denims. She gripped my cock and started jerking slowly. They played with each other while she dirty talked in his ear.
After some time she bit my ear, “Is this the best you can do? Haven’t you been taught earlier? Is it the first time you are touching a real pair of breasts?” She gripped my balls and gave them a hard squeeze.
I whimpered silently as pain shot through them. The conductor looked at us to find the source of the noise but he would have only seen a couple sleeping in the dark.
I became more aggressive with her breasts and started mauling them. I pinched and twirled and twisted and pulled them. Arcs of pleasure shot through Aeishwarya’s body. Her grip on my balls loosened as she was enjoying the attention that her boobs were getting. I started using my nails and she stifled a squeal.
“That’s it. Keep on doing that and I might reward you with something.”
As I played with her breasts I kissed her and sucked her tongue. I felt her groan in my mouth. Her hand had let go of my cock and now she was completely lost in the sensations that shot out of her breasts and her pussy.
I sucked on her ear and whispered, “I wish I could lick your nasty little asshole.” and put my tongue in her ear.
Aeishwarya lost it and orgasmed. She clamped a hand on her mouth and shuddered as her juices gushed out of her pussy. Wave upon wave wrecked her slowing to aftershocks of the orgasm. Her mouth was open and her eyes had a glassy look. Her magnificent breasts heaved up and down.
I kissed her mouth again and sucked her saliva. Suddenly Aeishwarya pulled back.
“Did I tell you to make me cum you fucking slut?”
Her hand grabbed my cock and started pumping. She would stop when I was about to cum. Her hand was slick from the precum. Her own pussy was leaking juices. For the next few minutes she tormented me.
“Please…” I whispered. My cock was writhing in agony.
“Please what?”
“Please let me cum.”
“And why would I do that?”
“Please…”
“Why?” She scraped her nails lightly against the cockhead and the cock jerked wildly for a moment.
“I will do anything you say! Just let me cum now!”
Aeishwarya ducked under the blanket and took my cock in her mouth. She sucked it with a vengeance. Her tongue knew where to dance. I pushed her head down and could feel the back of her mouth. She did a strong suction on my cock that drove me over the edge.
“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” I grunted and impaled her mouth further as I came.
When I had stopped cumming she showed me her mouthful of my cum swirling inside. I watched in transfix as she swallowed it.
She then pulled me in a kiss. I could taste my own cum.
Aeishwarya buttoned her shirt under the blanket. She sat there silently for the next two minutes while I was so thrilled that I couldn’t think about anything. The bus slowed and whispered in my ear, “Get down on this stop” and got up from the seat showing me for the first time what an amazing turn of luck had come to me in the shape of her ass!
Big boobs and a big tight ass!
I silently zipped my pants and followed my new sex goddess out of the bus.
Sex Goddess – Part 2 (Stranger sex)
The bus stop was Puduppatti. My pussy was leaking even as I got down from the bus, knowing the stranger I just gave a blowjob to was following me.
I had climbed the bus just outside Madurai. The previous fight with Mangesh had left me frustrated!
He hadn’t touched me even once in the last 3 months after he had visited his ancestral village Tirumayam. Thanks to a very active sexual life since college I wasn’t used to this frustrated period of no sex. Last week he suddenly left for Tirumayam without telling me anything. I had travelled all the way from Delhi to find out what was wrong.
And what was wrong?? Mangesh had decided to marry a girl from the village!
I stood there in his house as tears rolled across my cheeks. 16 months of my life I had given to this pig and now he was going to fuck a bloody village bitch?
With anger and tears I left Tirumayam and made my way back to Madurai. Just outside Madurai I climbed into a bus on instinct. Sitting in the last row of seats I cried till my eyes fell on a decent looking guy two seats ahead.
That very moment I knew I had to fuck him if I had to mend my broken heart!
The hotel was a cheap one, but the only one in the village. Our room was small with a double bed.
The kiss started as a light kiss near the bed and then became passionate. He ran his tongue along my teeth and I opened my mouth the let him enter. Our tongues twirled around each other and he sucked my tongue into his mouth. I climbed on him pressing herself into his chest. He felt my hard nipples against his chest. His hands found our way inside my t-shirt and he felt my back. I broke our kiss.
“What are you waiting for?” I asked and again kissed him and pulled him up and sat in his lap feeling his erection poke her.
He touched my breasts lightly. He ran his fingers along the underside of my breasts. I pressed my breasts into him. He flicked his fingers lightly over my nipples. I moaned into his mouth and he kneaded my breasts. He stroked around my nipples in circles. I kept pushing herself into him.
He pinched my nipples making me bite his lower lip. I sucked on it as he tweaked my nipples. I broke the kiss and pushed him back. I pulled his t-shirt of and starting kissing his chest. I ran my hands all over his back and kissed his neck and ears. I took the lobe of his ear into my mouth and sucked it. He moaned loudly as I bit his ear. He pulled at the hem of my shirt and pulled it over my head.
He looked at me for a moment. I was looking so attractive. My ruffled hair fell on my breasts, the erect nipples pushing through the strands of hair. My eyes were full of lust.
He put his hand behind my neck and pulled me into a kiss. He pushed me on the bed and kissed my neck. He lightly bit my collar bone and kissed it. He licked my breasts in circles around the nipples. I arched my back. He took one nipple in his mouth and rolled it with his tongue while his other hand pinched the other nipple. I whimpered as he interchanged the nipples. Then pinching them he went down and kissed my stomach and licked my navel. He could smell the musky intoxicating smell of my arousal. He lowered himself more and kissed just above my pubic bone. I writhed under him and clenched his hair.
He went further lower and smelled my fragrance once more. He saw my pants wet with arousal. He came to my face and started kissing my again. His hands trailed around the waist band of pants. He again started kissing and licking my breasts. I ground my body against him and pulled him into me. I pushed his hand down and rubbed it between my thighs.
“Oh yes!” I moaned as he started fondling my pussy lips. Making circles on my hood with my thumb he fingered me with alternating paces, swelling and ebbing like a wave.
“Fuck…my pussy…good…” I said between breaths.
He removed his finger and inserted the middle and the ring fingers inside me. With his thumb on my clitoris he clamped his index and little finger under my pussy. Clasping me like that he started fingering my wildly.
Shrills of pleasure started escaping me as small explosions erupted in my crotch. My hips started bucking in pace with his hand and I pushed myself down on his hand. He pushed my legs back and over me. His tongue shot for my asshole. The juices from my pussy had seeped down the crack and covered it.
“Fuck you!” I screamed as I shuddered and a shattering orgasm rocked across my pussy and then through my body.
He lapped up all my cum and then cleaned my across my asshole, taint and pussy.
“You look beautiful.” He looked at my from between my legs. My pussy was glistening, my breasts heaving and my face was flushed with grin.
“Now my turn.” I kneeled between his legs and licked his cock head. I tickled his balls with my tongue.
He pushed his cock in my mouth. I played with it using my tongue. I let my saliva drool over it and let it fall to the floor. Making slurping noises I pushed his cock deeper. Seeing my full lips slithering on his wet cock made him even harder. He clutched my head and fucked my mouth like a piston. He felt the strain in his balls increasing.
“That’s right. Keep sucking.” He grabbed my hair and pushed his cock deeper in. I sucked him till he was about to cum and then let go of his cock.
Pushing him onto the bed I climbed onto him for a 69. He lapped at my soaping pussy, sucking the nectar as it covered his mouth and chin. I ground my pussy into his face as I sucked his cock. My slurping sounds were driving him insane. I deep throated him, massaging his cock with my tonsils.
Whimpers and moans were emitted as we orally pleasured each other.
He could feel my saliva drop on him as I came up for air. He pushed two fingers into my pussy as he continued licking it. I moaned and arced my back, pushing into him more. Returning my attention to his cock I slurped it again, my tongue playing havoc on it.
He removed his slick fingers from my pussy and pushed it into my asshole slowly. I tensed up and started sucking with a new vigour. Following me he sucked and fingered me to match my pace.
“Lets cum together!” I gasped before taking the cock back in my mouth.
Another half minute into it and he came first. He shot ropes after rope of cum that hit the roof of my mouth. Feeling his hot cum splattering in my mouth I too came and clamped my mouth on his cock as well my pussy on his mouth. I felt his moan vibrate through my pussy and I too came. Grunts and moans filled the room. He couldn’t take all my cum and it covered his face as I rocked. I swallowed his juices.
I wanted him deep inside my. In my mouth. In my pussy. In my ass.
Running my fingers north on him, I found a nipple and ran my palm over it. It hardened to my touch, and taking turns I fingered the other one, squeezing it a bit.
I took the nipple in my mouth. Flicking it with my tongue I kissed my way up his chest to his shoulder. Lying side by side they kissed. The passion was mounting and I grasped his cock and ran my hands up and down feeling it stiffen in my hands. Slow yet firm I continued to run my hands up and down; an occasional caress over the tip.
“I just want you to fuck me. I don’t want to wait, and I don’t want you to be gentle.” I let out a moan as he grabbed the back of my hair and exposed my neck, kissing me and nibbling my ear lobe.
He ignored my and got up. Still clutching my hair he pulled out his cock and slapped it on my my cheek. A glob of precum smeared on me.
“You wanted to fuck, right? But it will be how I want.” He pushed his cock in my mouth. I took it in without waiting. The taste of his salty pre cum filled my mouth. He tightened his grip on my hair and started face fucking me. I closed my lips around his cock and sucked without abandon. Soon my mouth was filled with saliva and precum. I pushed him back a little and poured all the mixed drool on his cock. I started fingering my pussy vigorously. He brushed his cock on my lips covering them with the mixed drool.
“How do my lips look?” I asked, my lips glistening, hunger in my eyes.
“Like they belong around my cock!” he pushed his cock back in.
I gagged as he pushed deeper. Using my tongue I managed to keep on licking in small swishes.
I think I looked beautiful-my full lips smeared in juices around his cock, my thick black hair sweaty and dishevelled and bunched in his hand, my big firm breasts juggling as I fingered herself, my pussy juices flowing down my legs, and lust for him in his eyes.
As I though this I took him out and climbed on him. His cock mashed my pussy like a machine and within minutes my pussy erupted and my pussy clamped on his cock hard. He came into my pussy, his cock thrashing and spasming. I kept him inside my pussy till his cock became still.
We lay still and cuddled till he fell asleep.
As soon as he was asleep I got up, dressed and left. I had left my past behind with him and had walked towards a better future.
Hem, medium heighted and curvy, had ass and tits that belonged in porn. She had shoulder-length brown hair and matching brown eyes… a little Barbie doll. But this Barbie doll was the dirtiest fucking slut. God, I loved her.
Unnati was short, thin, but with a lovely ass. Her legs were toned, almost runner’s legs, and her tits, while small, were perky, with perfect nipples. She had dark, straight black hair and gorgeous hazel eyes. My favourite feature of hers, though, was her smile, so sweet, deceivingly innocent, and those lips…
It was summer, and the smell of aloe vera lotion wafted between us under the fan. We laid on the carpet of our apartment in just bras and panties, ate popsicles, watched F.R.I.E.N.D.S, and a vodka shot every 5 minutes.
As you can imagine, it didn’t take us long to get drunk, and not much longer than that to get *very* drunk. Before long, F.R.I.E.N.D.S was just noise in the background, like the squeak of the fan above us.
“I need a cock,” Hem complained idly, with a sigh.
I smiled a little. Hem was *always* horny.
“Why?” I teased. “What would you do with it? Would you do…*this*?” With that, I slipped my popsicle between my lips, swallowing it like I would a man.
I couldn’t decide in that moment which was better—cold, solid, melting in my mouth, coating my tongue with the tart taste of cherry, or hot and almost spongy, hardening between my lips and seeping salty-sweet precum.
The popsicle rewarded me for my efforts; I lost myself in sensation and fantasy, and I might have moaned around the dripping sweetness.
“No,” I heard Hem breathe. “I’d do…this…” Her voice wavered as she said it; opening my eyes, I found her panties pulled to the side, her legs spread, and a very juicy-looking orange popsicle slipping into her cunt.
I looked over to Unnati, whose eyes were as enraptured by Hem’s slit as I was. Without thought, I dropped my popsicle stick and crawled to Hem’s feet.
“Do you need some help with that?” I asked, my voice sounding husky in my ears. Hungry. Wordlessly, biting her lip, Hem nodded.
Taking the stick from her fingers, I made a slow pump with the popsicle, which was now slick with both its own juices and her desire. My head dipped lower, and my mouth found the sticky mess of her pussy. I know I groaned at the mingled taste of sweet and need. For a moment, I savored, licking up the mess, enjoying her moans and the small hitch of her hips every time my tongue neared her swollen clit. Then, fucking her faster with the popsicle, I gave her what she wanted, making light laps on her tender nub.
The purr I heard from Unnati was familiar; it reminded me of the noise she made when we watched porn together. So I wasn’t surprised when she climbed behind me with her own popsicle—green, I think. She yanked down my panties impatiently, and pressed the cold, hard length of it against my opening. It stuck, a little, making me gasp, but then between my heat and wetness and Unnati’s insistence, it slid inside. Jesus, what a sensation! I happily ate Hem out as Unnati fucked me hard with the popsicle and strummed my little clit.
Hem bucked beneath me, and I knew she was close, but the popsicle in my hand had melted to nothing. With a growl of determination, I tossed the stick aside and replaced it with my fingers, slipping into her drenched insides with little resistance. I pumped into her hard, fast, my mouth locking around her clit. She gasped and wriggled, then writhed, and finally humped my hand and my face, her sticky fingers tangled in my hair to keep me in place, her gasps and cries thanking me. Her cunt writhed around my fingers, dripping down onto the carpet, which was growing a large orange spot that both she and I were heedless of.
By now, I’d started humping back against the popsicle’s violation, my own grunts muffled by Hem’s writhing. But Unnati was jealous; she removed that delightful popsicle from my pussy, and only paused long enough to suck my juices off of it before laying down in front of me. I sighed as though it was a chore, but then grinned cheekily as I pulled her panties down and off.
“Be right back!” Hem panted, rolling over and pushing to her feet, doing a little half-dance to the kitchen. I watched her delicious ass retreat, and then focused on the lovely little pussy I had at my mercy
“Awww…Does it want some attention?” I chuckled. I patted her slit with my hand, smiling at how all her muscles clenched at once when I touched it.
“Lick it. Please,” Unnati whispered.
I didn’t need any more encouragement. She was already glistening with excitement; I could smell the musk of her, a heady smell that made my blood run hotter. My head dipped down, and my tongue slipped between her lips, making a lock lick upward. Her breath escaped her in a long sigh, and all the tension in her body seemed to melt away.
I made another lap, and another, each drawing closer to that cute clit. But before I could really get to business, I heard Hem’s footsteps, and the sound of a wrapper being opened. Hem stood next to Unnati, unwrapping a grape popsicle. Knowing both Unnati and I were watching, she gave it a long lick and a theatrical suckle on the popsicle. Then our eyes met, and we both loosed a small laugh as she handed it to me.
Hem knelt beside Unnati, who had raised up onto her elbows. Pushing her bangs back over her ear, Hem bent down toward Unnati. Their lips met. Warmth pooled in my stomach as I watched them kiss. They kissed loudly, showing how their tongues tangled between their lips—for my benefit, I think. Hem cupped Vaibhvai’s breast, pinching softly on her nipple. As Unnati moaned, I grinned, and positioned the popsicle.
“Now you’ll see how it feels,” I laughed, and shoved it inside her in one smooth motion.
Her back arched, her breast pushing into Hem’s hand, her cunt pressing up against my thrust. Her mouth locked tight with Hem, her hands moving to the back of Hem’s head and holding her close. Gleefully, I fucked her with the popsicle, watching her fuck back. Her coos were quieted by Hem’s mouth, but I could still watch her pleasure rising by the heaving of her chest, the rhythm of her hips.
The popsicle melted quickly inside the molten heat of Unnati’s tunnel. I replaced it with my tongue, lapping up the purple juices, at first with hurried licks, and then with slower exploration. I could hear when their long kiss ended by Unnati’s panting.
The next time I looked up, Hem’s mouth was clamped on Unnati’s nipple, making long, slow suckles. Unnati met my eyes, her whole face glowing red. We just watched each other, as I and Hem pleased her. Hem’s hand focused on Unnatis’s free tit, squeezing hard enough that it had to be a little painful. Unnati’s only reaction was a low moan.
My fingers slid into that slick and swollen pussy, two fingers stretching her tightness. Her head lolled back, exposing a throat I loved to kiss and nibble. But Hem beat me to it, licking her way up Unnati’s chest to suck on her neck. As I wiggled my fingers inside Unnati’s cunt, Hem slid fluidly around to Unnati’s back, hugging her close, letting Unnati rest on her lap. Her lips moved along her shoulder and neck, finally nibbling on the little slut’s ear.
I don’t know what Hem whispered into Unnati’s ear, but I know that her pussy clutched tight around my fingers, and she gave a wavering groan. “Yes, please,” she whimpered, fucking herself on my fingers as much as I was fucking her. “Please. Fuck.” Her eyes were vacant pools of lust, heavy-lidded. Her face shown in flush, her whole body glimmering with sweat.
She was close. So, so close. My body ached in sympathy. But after taking another second to enjoy the view, I buckled down, slipping my fingers out of her, using my hands to steady her writhing form, and dove in.
The smell and taste of grape popsicle surrounded me. In and around her cunt, along her thighs. But her smell and taste filled me, consumed me. My head was thick with the fog of want, want for her, want for her Hem, want for anything that could fill my aching slit. For now, I wanted one thing more than any other. My tongue delved deeper inside her, straining to taste her, pure, undiluted.
Her hips jerked, her legs strained under my arms. Her cunt clenched and then flooded, and I got what I needed. Her. More, and more, always more of her taste, of her smell, of her rising cries and her pleasure. For long moments I held her there, sucking and licking and nibbling just a tiny bit. I kept at her until she squirmed and pushed my head away, sucking in gasping breaths and laughing at the intensity of her climax.
I rested my chin just above her mound, taking in my own gulps of air. Hem watched us silently, but with a large smile.
After I’d regained my breath, I tried to lift my head from Unnati’s skin, my face pulling stickily. Looking at the other girls, I saw half-dried trails of popsicle and pussy juice all long thighs and pussies and hands.
“Shower?” I suggested, and the girls laughed with me. We helped each other up.
Nodding at the several spots on the floor—one orange, one purple, larger than the rest—Hem said, “Cleaning that is going to be a *bitch*.”
“We can worry about that *after* the shower,” I said, adding to myself: *after I get mine*. Hem and Unnati readily agreed, and together we headed to the bathroom.
Aeishwarya Fucks Husband and His Sister- Part 1 (Lesbian, Threesome(FFM), Incest)
Krishna was in his room catching up with his email when he heard his wife and sister giggling rather loud. Peace in the house while entertaining his sister was something Krishna was relieved about. The two ladies hit it off quite well. It had been a few months since she had arrived at their house. His sister was a beautician by profession and that helped matters. His wife was pampered by his sister with various creams and oils. Krishna loved to watch his wife being massaged by his sister although it seemed a little taboo. He was guilty about having fantasies about them together. Although it excited him to imagine such episodes of lesbian encounters he didn’t go any further apart from using it as an occasional aid to masturbation.
Krishna was 28 and lived with his wife Aeishwarya who was also 28. She was fair skinned like with long eye lashes that give her an exotic Indian look. She was taller than most women at 5 ft 10. Her hips are wide and she had generous breasts that were barely contained by her C cup bra.
Krishna’s sister recently got divorced and lived with them. At 32 she looked younger for her age. Her fair skin and short light hair made her look even younger. She had a full figure with rounded hips and at the height of 5 ft 3, her breasts seemed larger than their customary D cups..
A knock on his door brought him back to reality. It was Aeishwarya, his wife. She looked hot in a tight t-shirt and pants.
“Hey, sweetie, I am popping out for a couple of hours. My friend Zeena has had a baby. Dinner is in the microwave. Your sister will take care of you while I am gone,” she said with a mischievous glint in her eye. Krishna pretended not to notice her expression. It was a common secret that he liked reading and writing stories of a taboo nature after having been caught once reading stories, his wife never missed an opportunity to tease him about it.
“Cool, I am just about done here,” he said and got up from his seat and walked over to his wife. She leant against the wall looking at him while he pushed her against the wall. His mouth found her full lips and sucked them with the force of a prisoner who had just been released after years of solitude. She moaned under his oral assault pushing her against his rising hardness. He made sure that he rubbed it against her tight pants that showed off her puffy crotch. Her body rose up to meet his challenge. However, after a minute or so she pushed him back reluctantly.
“A few more seconds of your kissing and I will have to change my panties,” she said wriggling out of his reach with him rushing behind her. He was no match for her and she reached the door before he could catch up. Krishna was left staring at the door with a huge hard-on lusting after his wife’s butt that disappeared out the door. He turned back trying to decide which porn DVD he should load into his computer when he spotted his sister calmly seated on the couch looking at him or rather at his erection. He made no effort to cover himself as it would have drawn more attention to it. He smiled at her and nodded walking back to his room as if nothing had happened. After a few minutes of frantic pinching to get his erection down to normal, he went back to the living room where his sister was calmly watching a movie. He sat down next to her trying not to look embarrassed.
“What are you watching?” he asked, his voice a notch above normal.
“You mean now or earlier?” she said without batting an eyelid.
“What do you mean earlier?”
“Well you stood there with that thing sticking out like a sore thumb,” she said pointing towards his crotch.
“Oh,” was all he could think of.
“What did she do to you?” she asked, her eyes mischievous.
“Oh, well I tried to kiss her goodbye and she didn’t like it that much.”
“Seemed to me that you liked it a lot!”
“Oh shut up, sis. You are such a pervert.”
“Well, you run behind a woman with an erection and you call me a pervert.”
“Well you are!”
“Really? Who peeked on me when I used to undress at home?”
“OK OK. I take that back.”
“Well Aeishwarya is hot and I would get a hard-on any time with a wife like that!” she said looking at Krishna.
“Uh huh. She’s hot alright.”
“The walls are paper thin you know.”
“Oops are you spying on us having sex too?”
“Oh no, being divorced and not being able to sleep much doesn’t help. I am not a nun!”
“Well I can give you some videos to watch,” Krishna replied.
“Oh I have seen your – My step daughter tossed my salad videos! Nothing like some real action though. But beggars can’t be choosers.”
“Oh my god! You watched my porn videos?” Krishna asked incredulously. His sister had been the best behaved girl in class and he was shocked at this revelation.
“Well yeah, Aeishwarya gave them to me.”
“I don’t believe it!”
“Didn’t you know that your wife likes lesbian porn too?”
Krishna sat up, his eyes as big as saucers. “Aeishwarya? Lesbian porn? Oh my god, what have you done to my wife?”
He sat down again and turned towards the screen. To his surprise, his sister had switched to another disc on the disc changer and it was playing Lesbian Seductions 35. He stared at the screen mesmerised as the disc started at the last point it had stopped. Two girls were kissing each other while rubbing against themselves. He got hard instantly. He stared at the screen and then back at his sister. She smiled back at him and continued to watch.
“Aeishwarya also told me that you love to go down on her and that you lick better than a porn star!”
Krishna blushed worried about his erection that was back and threatening to make him look a fool.
“Since when have you two been discussing our sex life?” Krishna asked.
“Since the day I came here. I heard you like rimming too.” she added.
Krishna was shocked and his mouth was half open.
“Well I said that she is lucky to be married to you. My husband never did anything with his tongue!” she said, her voice cracking up with emotion. Immediately his brotherly affection took over. He was so close to his sister and loved her dearly that he felt he had to hold her. He scooted over to her side of the couch and put his arm around her. He was oblivious to his erection. His sister Madhura put her head on his chest and hugged him as she watched the Lesbian Seduction movie.
Krishna continued to hold her and kissed his sister’s forehead and hugged her to him. He was barely aware of her breasts pressing against his side and if he was not distracted by his love for his sister, he would have noticed that her nipples were hard against the thin t-shirt she wore which was barely covering them. Her skirt had ridden up exposing her lovely legs. He rubbed her back while watching the movie absently. He felt a rocking motion and looked down to find his sister’s hand under her skirt rubbing herself. He was shocked but didn’t feel like getting up. He held her as she rubbed herself seemingly oblivious to what she was doing. He could almost hear the wet sounds her fingers made against her pussy lips. His cock was rock hard and tight against his underwear. He looked down at his sister and she started giving his chest little kisses. Her other hand went under his t-shirt caressing his tummy and moving up towards his chest. He could not move. It was his sister and she was rubbing herself while he hugged her. It was straight out of an incest story!
Just when he thought that it was going to be manageable, she raised herself off the couch and sat on his lap facing him. He stared in horror at his sister as she moved forward towards him, her mouth half open, eyes closed (thankfully), her lips seeking his. Her lips touched his and he responded automatically while his mind screamed for him to stop. His remaining sense of sanity stopped him from opening his mouth but his sister pushed her tongue relentlessly. He opened his mouth and let it in. She found his tongue and coaxed it out of its hiding place and sucked it hard. He stood there mesmerised as she continued to suck on his tongue. Her hands went around his head and finally the last shred of resistance evaporated as her breasts rubbed against his chest.
She moaned as he pushed his tongue into her mouth. Her kiss was so intense that he was transported to another world where boundaries didn’t exist. Her love for him seemed to match his own affection for her. She moved closer rocking her body against him rubbing her crotch against his hardness. Her crotch shared its wetness with his shorts making him harder.
He was on auto pilot now, kissing her mouth and then moving to her neck, sucking her skin into his mouth. Her neck was soft and sexy. He realized how much he wanted to kiss her neck and this burst of emotion overtook every other thought. Her hands pushed his face down to her breasts while slipping off her t-shirt in the rush to get him to give her attention there. He realized that she wore no bra and her nipples were hard and puffy arousing him further if such a thing was possible. He sucked one hard nipple into his mouth as she gasped in ecstasy pulling his mouth further to her. Her crotch crushed into his hard lap. Her body uncoiled like a snake while his mouth sought the other nipple. They were hard as erasers and long too.
“Oh Krishna, suck my nipple hard,” she murmured.
He could not get enough of his sister’s nipples and she cried out in disappointment as he left it to suck her armpit. She writhed against him as his tongue explored the slightly salty skin under her arms making her shudder. Without a word she stood up and turned her back towards him presenting her butt in the hot sexy skirt she wore. Her message was unmistakable.
He rubbed the backs of her thighs massaging them with his powerful hands, on each leg, reaching up to her wet panties. She groaned as she felt his thumbs touch her wet mound ever so slightly. She pushed back against him seeking his mouth, wanting it between her crack. He pulled back teasing her.
“Oh Krishna, please lick me there, just once. I won’t ever ask you again or tell anyone about this. Please make me cum!” She whispered shocking Krishna. Due to the introvert nature of his sister and Indian women in general, Krishna was shocked and delighted at the same time. He lifted her skirt exposing her lovely bottom encased in pink panties. He started to bite her buttocks gently making her moan. He used two fingers to rub her wet mound over the soggy material. He was surprised to see that she was fully shaved and he could feel her lips parting under his probing fingers. He pushed down the panties and saw his sister’s butt for the first time. At least it was the first time since he had peeked on her when she was getting dressed so many years ago.
Her pussy was wet and her butt hole pulsated wanting his attention. He started to lick her there making her moan. He teased her tight ass hole with his tongue while his fingers entered her pussy with ease. She rocked back against him. Since he realised that she was unsteady on her feet due to the pleasure she was getting from him, he made her kneel on the couch holding onto the back rest while he resumed his licking. He licked her in long strokes covering her pussy lips and ass hole. It was literally dripping down her legs. He tasted his sister’s pussy and pushed his tongue in making her squeal. He inserted one finger into her while he moved to her ass hole. She moved against him faster and faster and shuddered as she came.
“Uhhhh..unnnnggghhh….aaaaaaah..mmmm yessssssss” she moaned, bucking against his tongue.
“Lick me there lover, lick my ass, aaaaahhhhhhh,” she groaned as she felt him push ever so gently against her reluctant opening.
He was about to stop but she urged him on making him finger her.
“Oh dear brother, don’t stop, don’t ever stop,” she begged.
She pushed faster against his finger and she came again. This time she let him stop and turned around. He was wondering what she needed next and she pushed his head down to her pussy. He started to lick her clit while he pushed 2 fingers into her pussy. She was able to accommodate them easily.
She rocked against his tongue urging him to lick her clit faster. She shuddered again but refused to let him go. His tongue and neck started to hurt but she held onto him fiercely and he licked faster. He was totally surprised at what happened next. He face and body was drenched as she squirted in his face. Her strong hands still held him in place as she screamed his name shuddering uncontrollably, squirting into his mouth and face. The couch was a mess whilst he struggled to keep licking and half swallowed, half spat out the liquid that inundated him. Her legs continued to twitch uncontrollably and it lessened. He was pushed back which was a signal to stop licking. He stared back at her incredulously realizing that his sister had just squirted into his face. Squirting was something that he loved to watch on porn and disappointingly his wife couldn’t squirt. He couldn’t believe his luck. His sister stared back at him with sleepy eyes and pulled him towards her.
“Oh, Krishna, I have never cum like this! I am so sorry, you look a mess,” she groaned.
“That’s OK sis, I loved every bit of it.”
“Well its only fair that you cum in my mouth now.”
“No sis! We can’t. This is not right. What if Aeishwarya find out?”
“Don’t worry, I will manage Aeishwarya,” she said, pushing Krishna’s shorts down. She leaned forward and started to kiss his balls. Krishna stood there grinning like an idiot, watching his sister lick his balls and slowly move to his cock. She gazed at the head lovingly as it disappeared into her mouth with the full lips urging it on. Krishna groaned as she took him in, holding his balls in her hands. One of her fingers played with his anus while she sucked on him noisily. She seemed to swallow most of his cock. He started fucking his sister’s mouth, loving the soft warm wetness. Her tongue teased the underside of his cock. He was getting closer to his orgasm and he tried to pull out of her mouth. She held him fiercely, looking up at him lovingly as he pumped her mouth full of hot cum. She moaned as she felt his cum filling her up. She swallowed most of it while some of it dribbled down her chin. Krishna shuddered a few times before he softened slightly in her mouth. He pulled it out of her mouth and sat down and she kissed him again making him taste his cum. It could have been a coincidence but Krishna loved to be kissed by his wife after he had cum in her mouth. A faint thought started to take shape in his mind but was slowly extinguished when his sister’s actions distracted him. He kissed her and hugged her tight closing his eyes. He felt guilty about what happened but his sister seemed very happy and to him that made a difference in his thinking. After a few minutes of hugging, Krishna floated back to reality from his ecstatic state and with the help of his sister, cleaned up the couch and everything else before Aeishwarya came home.
Krishna felt rather guilty afterwards and decided to hide in his room till his wife returned. Dinner with his sister was awkward with both of them trying to ignore what had just happened. Krishna couldn’t keep his eyes off her cleavage and her tight shorts as she rose up from the table to clear the dinner things making him somewhat annoyed at his reactions. He reluctantly watched as her ass wiggled while she wiped the plates dry. He started getting hard again at the sight of her shapely legs and ass. He quickly got to his feet and rushed upstairs with half an erection.
He was about to take a wash when he heard a knock on his door. He opened the door to find his sister, looking embarrassed.
“Hey sis, what’s up?” he asked in a subdued voice.
“I..I wanted to talk to you about what happened.”
“Its OK sis, it’s my fault.”
“No, it’s my fault. I teased you, I am sorry.”
Her body still looked hot in the tank top that exposed her breasts making his eyes wander again. Her cleavage showed how closely the two globes seem to mash against each other making them almost pop out. Her shorts seemed tight around her hips and butt accentuating her crotch. He realised she was saying something and missed it completely.
“..are you looking at?”
“Oh, uh, what did you say?”
“I asked you what you were looking at?” she asked.
“Oh I am sorry. I didn’t mean to stare.”
“Well you can, as long as you can let me stare too!”
He nodded absently and instinctively looked at her breasts again seeing them move slowly towards him. Madhura’s hand rushed towards his bulging crotch as their mouths connected again. Krishna felt Madhura shaking in his arms as her body melted into his. Her hands squeezed his hardness almost hurting him. Her tongue tore into his mouth with such passion that left him breathless and helpless. His sister had total control of him again for the second time that day.
Unfortunately they were interrupted by the front door opening. They both looked at each other and his sister rushed out of his room. He rushed into the shower in a mighty hurry. He spent as much time as possible in the shower wondering how to face his wife. When he went downstairs he could hear low voices. He went into find his sister and his wife talking to each other.
They stopped as he entered. His sister was blushing like a beetroot. His heart stopped as he wondered if Madhura had spilled the beans. His wife looked cool as a cucumber as she stood up.
“Did my hubby miss me?”
“Yes he did!”
“Mmm…lets see,” she said moving towards him. He wondered what would happen next and stood there grinning like an idiot. His wife came towards him, her big breasts struggling in the close confines of her t-shirt whilst her bra was fighting a losing battle to contain them and failing quite deliciously. He loved the feel of her breasts as they gently pushed against his chest. Her mouth sought his and she seemed to be out of breath. They had never kissed in front of his sister before, but he found himself opening his mouth to meet her hungry mouth which was almost a reflex action.
She moaned into his mouth as she felt his hand going down towards her ass, squeezing it firmly feeling the strong muscles clench under his intense squeezing. She pushed her pussy against his bulging crotch. Without thinking, he slid his hand under her pants and panties stretching the fabric. She groaned as he found her pussy lips and lubricated his finger in its loving lips. It occurred to him briefly that she was already extremely wet which was unusual after a small kiss. She pushed against his finger inviting it into her loving grasp.
She was slightly disappointed to lose his finger and moaned deliciously as she felt it probe her ass hole, rubbing around the opening. His loving finger pushed against the tight opening making it wet from her drenched pussy and slipped a finger inside her clenching sphincter. Her hand slipped into his shorts and rubbed his cock in response to his probing finger.
“Oh god Krishna, fuck my ass hole with your finger,” she moaned.
“You guys should get a room!”
They heard a meek voice through their pleasure filled kissing and fingering.
They continued as though they hadn’t heard Madhura, starting to kiss each other with pent up lust. For a moment Krishna’s eyes opened and made contact with his sister who was blushing and watching them wide eyed. She was standing and he could see her rubbing her crotch against the edge of the table.
“Do you want her to watch us, Krishna?” Aeishwarya murmured, letting Krishna’s mouth get some fresh air.
“Uh.. I don’t know baby. I guess if she wants to she could,” Krishna heard his shaky voice reply.
Krishna pushed his wife towards the table. Madhura, his sister didn’t move an inch. He pushed Aeishwarya down and made her sit on the table. Then he lifted Aeishwarya’s t-shirt, exposing her big breasts. He started to lick the area of the globes popping out of her bra. His eyes went to the bottle of chocolate syrup on the table. He reached over and opened it and dropped a few blobs of chocolate onto his wife’s breasts splashing a generous amount between her cleavage. He started lapping it up making her moan. He licked the cleavage like he would lick a pussy. Madhura watched them with her mouth half open and rubbing hard against the edge of the table that seemed to bear the brunt of her passion. Krishna licked all of the chocolate off his wife with his sister watching them.
Aeishwarya Fucks Husband and His Sister- Part 2 (Lesbian, Threesome(FFM), Incest)
“Oh, my man is getting kinkier with his sister watching,” Aeishwarya groaned as she pushed her big globes towards his hungry mouth.
His sis stood closeby watching him push the strap off and take one of the gorgeous globes out. It filled his big hands spilling over like a large blob of jelly that refused to be held in one place. He licked all over it, avoiding her nipple, teasing her and driving her crazy. He saw her nipples becoming hard and long in anticipation of his loving attention.
He lifted his head for a moment to find his sister rubbing her own breasts over the t-shirt. He didn’t know what made him do it but he reached across and rubbed her breast. His wife’s eyes were thankfully closed. Madhura gasped as her brother’s hands squeezed her breast. He quickly took his hand away as his wife’s eyes started to open when she heard Madhura gasp. Her eyes took in the sight of her sister-in-law rubbing her breasts.
Aesihwarya was torn between watching Krishna’s sister rubbing herself and coaxing Krishna to suck her own nipple. He kept teasing her by avoiding her nipple. Then suddenly, when she least expected it and when a look of frustration and annoyance started to creep into her face, he bit her hard on the nipple and sucked as much as he could into his mouth. Madhura screamed deliciously as she felt her nipple vibrate with a jolt of exquisite pleasure. He kept holding the long hard nipple between he teeth whilst he sucked the rest of the areola into his mouth.
“Oh god, Madhura, he is such a good lover. Do you like watching us?” said Aesihwarya writhing in pleasure.
Madhura moaned, her eyes half closed, her mouth salivating at the sight before her. She wanted very much to join the couple but was scared to take the first step. She gazed hopefully at Krishna, watching him pleasure his wife and remembered his mouth on her breasts earlier and made her pussy gush at the memory. She started to move closer to Aesihwarya and that made Krishna feel hornier. But he wanted to get his sister desperate and frustrated before making the first move. Her breasts rose and fell pushing against her t-shirt. She bit on her lips while she watched hopefully at the passionate couple before her eyes. Her pussy was dripping as she crushed it against the corner of the table almost burying it in her shorts. She badly wanted Krishna’s fingers to push into her vacant pussy and quench her hunger. Krishna noticed zipper of his sister’s shorts was down and the edge of the table was well inside her crotch. He reached back and pulled her towards them feeling her movement against the table.
Madhura’s eyes closed momentarily. Krishna took Aesihwarya’s hand and placed it over Madhura’s breasts. Madhura kept her eyes closed and he prompted Aesihwarya to rub Madhura. Aesihwarya seemed surprised but there was a strange look of desire in her eyes that flashed momentarily. She started squeezing her sister-in-law’s breast tentatively at first and when Krishna’s hand started creeping towards Madhura’s other breast, her attempts intensified. Madhura’s eyes fluttered open, almost like waking up from a dream and looked down at the two hands pleasuring her. Before she could react, Krishna moved to Madhura’s face and started to kiss her sweet lips. His wife gasped as she watched the two siblings kiss, making her pussy gush with a fresh dose of wetness that she could not understand. She watched the tongues were like two eels wrestling each other with lots of saliva dripping on to their bodies.
She felt drawn towards the sight of Krishna and Madhura until she realised she was just about an inch away from the mashing mouths. Krishna sensed her presence and pulled Aesihwarya towards them, opening their connection to his wife. With what seemed like a token piece of resistance, Aesihwarya inched closer to the loving siblings. Then suddenly, they were all kissing each other, mingling their saliva in a mass of tongues, lips and teeth. At first Aesihwarya’s tongue penetrated the sibling connection like a small stiff penis which disrupted the kissing momentarily and then the sibling’s tongues welcomed the new entrant with renewed vigor. This three-way kiss continued for a deliciously long time.
Krishna gently pulled out of the orgy of tongues and moved lower. Aesihwarya pulled Madhura towards her and while they kissed, Krishna moved lower to Aesihwarya’s awesome breasts. Madhura struggled at first realising that Krishna had left the threesome kiss, but Aesihwarya held her in place. She used one hand to squeeze Madhura’s breast as her tongue tried to subdue Madhura’s probing tongue. The two moaning female forms dazzled Krishna’s mind as he bent to his task of sucking his wife’s gorgeous breasts.
Aesihwarya pushed her chest against Krishna’s mouth wanting him to kiss her harder. He watched his wife and sister kiss and marvelled their grace when he saw his wife’s tongue probe his sister’s mouth. He recalled seeing this type of kissing in Japanese kissing movies. He watched in awe as each tongue tried to get more of the other. Saliva trickled down Aesihwarya’s expansive chest, pooling at her cleavage like a slow lumbering snail. He sucked Aesihwarya’s breast hard wanting to swallow as much as he could into his mouth which seemed like an impossible task.
He rubbed his hardness against Aesihwarya’s knee letting her know that he was hard. The girls didn’t stop kissing. Aesihwarya hugged her sister-in-law with one hand while she kissed her, making wet and feminine sounds and that seemed so sexual. The other hand caressed Krishna’s face. He watched them kiss and watched Aesihwarya pulled her sister-in-law towards her, sliding off the table and leaning against the edge. She spread her legs and pulled Madhura to straddle one of her thighs making sure that her crotch rubbed against Madhura and vice versa. Krishna watched open mouthed as the two ladies started dry humping each other. The shorts rode up exposing Madhura’s round butt as it moved up and down slowly.
Krishna moved closer and started to unbutton his sister’s shorts and then pushed them down. She stopped her humping to let him undress her. She was not wearing anything under her shorts and the crotch of the shorts was soaking wet.
He watched in fascination as her pussy lips mashed against Aesihwarya’s leg wetting the leg of her pants. His mouth watered at the thought of licking his sister again and he suddenly felt Aesihwarya’s eyes on him. She pulled him closer and made Krishna realised that he had felt slightly neglected before Aesihwarya pulled him back in. She turned slightly to let him join their kiss. He moaned feeling both tongues try and enter his mouth. Krishna put his arms around the two ladies and tried his best to accommodate their exploring tongues. He felt Aesihwarya push his shorts and underwear down exposing his hardened cock.
He tugged at her pants and she helped him push them down leaving her wet panties on. Madhura waited impatiently until the pants were off Aesihwarya’s body. Before Madhura could get back to her dry humping Aesihwarya pushed Madhura’s head down smiling mischievously at him. There was no mistaking her intention. She wanted to watch his sister suck his cock. His heart was racing faster than ever and he started to kiss Aesihwarya again. He felt Madhura kneeling before him.
He heard himself moan aloud as he felt his sister’s hand on his cock and almost jumped when he felt her first lick. Aesihwarya climbed onto to the table and presented her wet pussy in a pair of black lacy panties that were soaking wet. His mouth closed over her crotch smelling her womanly juices that were flowing freely. He felt his sister licking him gingerly contrary to the urgency she had displayed earlier. He felt her fingers dig into his thigh telling him that she was resisting the urge to suck him like she did before. He assumed that she was trying to prove to his wife that she was new to all this.
“Do you like your sister sucking you Krishna?” she asked.
He moaned into her crotch licking harder.
“I think she needs a little lesson on sucking cock, don’t you think Krishna?”
He moaned again into her crotch realising that he had gone all crimson blushing from the memory of his sister sucking him a few hours before. He hoped that Aesihwarya would not notice.
His wife moved away from his exploring tongue and kneeled next to Madhura. She held Madhura from the back of her neck and held Krishna’s cock by the base and pushed Madhura towards his cock. It was glistening proudly with saliva. Her mouth opened automatically and Aesihwarya pushed her further making the head of his cock disappear into Madhura’s warm wet mouth. Krishna groaned as he saw his cock disappear into his sisters’ mouth and he started to feel her tongue exploring the tip and pushing it against the roof of her mouth. Aesihwarya pushed her back and forth taking firm control of her sister-in-law. After a few lessons in sucking, Aesihwarya pulled Madhura back taking her mouth off Krishna’s cock.
“Now lick his balls, Madhura. Your brother loves that,” she murmured pushing Madhura towards Krishna’s balls. Krishna put one of his legs on a chair to making it easier for her. Aesihwarya pushed Madhura a little roughly against her husbands’ balls making her lick them harder. Aesihwarya then moved behind Krishna and licked his butt crack. Her long tongue reached his tight opening pushing Krishna towards heaven and beyond. His wife’s tongue pleasured his anus as if she had missed it for a long time. Her moans and slurping drove Krishna crazy. His sister kissed his balls, sucking each one gently into her mouth. He started feeling her moving towards Aesihwarya under his legs. He almost came when the two girls started kissing under his crotch. He heard the following words being exchanged between the two ladies.
“Do you want me to lick him there too?”
“Yes my sister-in-law, you can lick him there too.”
Madhura moved to Aesihwarya’s position and started to push her tongue against the hot dark brown opening as Aesihwarya got hold of his cock. She slurped all over it and took it into her mouth. Krishna was in heaven. He moved back and forth getting a dose of pleasure with every motion. After a few seconds of this treatment, he was on the verge of coming and he pulled away from Aesihwarya. Aesihwarya understood this immediately and lay down on the kitchen floor beckoning Krishna to lick her pussy. Krishna lay down on the cool kichen floor and started to lick Aesihwarya’s pussy through her panties at first. After a few licks Aesihwarya showed her impatience by pushing them down in a flash. His mouth closed over her pussy covering it with his mouth as he licked her slit. He kissed her pussy like he kissed her on the mouth before. His tongue was strong and peircing as he explored her wet depths finding every part of her that gave her pleasure. She gripped his head fiercely pushing her body towards him as if he could take all of it into his mouth. He moved deliciously lower towards her butt hole, making her raise her hips off the ground hurrying him there. His tongue traced the outlines of her tight ass hole wetting and teasing it. He felt it throb and pulsate under his loving tongue as he manoeuvered his tongue into her anus. She pushed him back with a quick reflex action and her pushed it back in persistently. Her legs wrapped around him and she struggled like a professional wrestler bucking her powerful hips against him.
Madhura in the meantime, had taken off the rest of her clothes and knelt beside Krishna and rubbed his back as he kissed Aesihwarya. Aesihwarya’s hands pulled Krishna’s sister passionately to her as she bucked her hips against Krishna. Krishna reached under Madhura and found his sister’s wet pussy. His fingers found his way into her wet opening.
Aesihwarya was going crazy under Krishna’s long tongue and she held onto his head bucking her hips against him, hoping to get more contact. Krishna insterted 2 of his fingers into her pussy and one into her pulsating ass hole. She rocked and moaned and cajoled him to fuck her faster. Krishna pulled out of his sister’s pussy as he found it impossible to handle two women at once. He gave Aesihwarya his attention as he sucked on her clitoris and his powerful fingers plunged into her pussy and ass. Aesihwarya didn’t last long as her first orgasm wracked her body Krishna knew there was more to come and he kept sucking his wife’s clit and in a minute, the second orgasm rocked her body. Krishna didn’t stop, he went on sucking her clit and fingering her powerfully.
“Oh god, Krishna.. fuck.. yeah.. aaaaaannnnnnnnngggggggggggggggggggggggg……” she shuddered as she had a huge orgasm and pushed him away as it was too much for her.
“Oh Krishna, what the fuck was that? I have never had such a hard orgasm!” she said breathing hard. He moved up to her face and kissed her lips gently loving the feel of her mood right after the orgasm. He loved her so much.
Madhura reached them and ran her fingers through Aesihwarya’s hair looking at her lovingly. Aesihwarya reached up and pulled Madhura to her lips, kissing her hard. She let go of Madhura and gave her a loving smile.
“Do you want him to fuck you now?” she asked.
Madhura seemed shocked and delighted at the same time. She didn’t say a word but nodded. Aesihwarya got off the floor and made Krishna lie down. She knelt before Madhura who was on her feet and started licking her pussy lovingly. Madhura bucked against Aesihwarya’s roving mouth. Aesihwarya then led Madhura by the hand and made her sit on Krishna’s cock helping it in. Krishna groaned as he felt his sister’s pussy engulf him. In moments he was buried deep in her pussy in her loving wet grasp. Madhura looked deeply into his face with tears of joy as she started to move slowly undulating her hips. Krishna pulled her down to kiss her as she moved against him. Her breasts were crushed against his hard chest and they continued to move. Aesihwarya got behind them and started to lick where they were united to each other. Her wet mouth was all over Krishna’s cock and his sister’s pussy. She managed to rub both their ass holes making the experience even nicer. Krishna moved inside Madhura in long powerful strokes filling her with his hard cock. He loved the gentle grasp of her muscles as she kissed him hard. It was too much for Krishna to bear as he felt his orgasm start. He pulled out of his sister quickly and Aesihwarya realised that he was going to cum soon and she sucked him hard. He bucked his hips and screamed as he felt his cum rush out of his penis and fill Aesihwarya’s mouth. Every movement of her tongue sent shivers down his body. He was in heaven. He barely registered his sister moving to Aesihwarya and kissing her. His eyes became as big as saucers when he saw his cum being exchanged between the two ladies. It was so erotic to see this. They swallowed all of his cum and licked every place on their faces where there were traces of it.
Krishna moved in a daze towards Madhura and pushed her down onto the floor. He wanted to make his sister cum too. His tongue sought her liquid core and his fingers plunged deep into her. She moaned and twisted under his onslaught. He had to hold her down slightly to make it easier for him to lick her as she was going crazy. His wife moved to sit on her face making Madhura lick her. Very soon his sister was bucking harder and her hips rose as she squirted for the second time that day. Aesihwarya screamed when she saw Madhura squirt and moved off Madhura’s face to lick Krishna’s face. Krishna had the presence of mind to look surprised and kissed Aesihwarya back. Finally, the threesome calmed down sufficiently to get cleaned up.
Aeishwarya Fucks Husband and His Sister- Part 3 (Lesbian, Threesome(FFM), Incest)
The next day Krishna left for work and the two ladies were left on their own. Aeishwarya woke up early and went for her early morning walk. Madhura sought to work out at home to a aerobics video. Her mind was not in it and kept drifting to her brothers’ cock and to her sister-in-laws pussy making her warm and fuzzy. She finally gave up and took a long shower trying to calm her nerves down. As her hands moved over her soapy body, she shuddered at the thought of having the couple with her right now. She imagined herself sandwich between the gorgeous lady and the hard body of her brother.
Madhura willed herself not to try it out again scared that she might come between the two. She loved her brother so much and Aeishwarya came a close second. But she couldn’t help imagining herself being fucked by them. She still could feel her brother’s cock inside her mouth, filling it with his cum. She imagined Aeishwarya licking her pussy while her brother’s cock filled her ass. Things were getting too much for Madhura and she willed herself to stop by starting to think about breakfast.
She closed the faucet and proceeded to her room to get dressed. She wore a pair of shorts that showed off her well rounded butt and decided to show her tummy that was flatter than ever by wearing a short top. She wore a bra underneath her t-shirt and a pair of cotton panties to absorb a bit of moisture that never seemed to stop. When she walked towards the dining room, her pussy was deliciously wet making her want at least her fingers in it. She shook off her thoughts and walked to the refrigerator and made herself a sandwich. She sat down munching on it trying to think of something else and she almost succeeded. It was quiet outside and this made her want to do something daring. Just as she was about to unbutton her shorts and slip her fingers in, she heard footsteps. She hurriedly put her hands back on the sandwich and pretended to be engrossed in the salad leaf that was sticking out of the sandwich.
Aeishwarya walked into the room after a shower and Madhura couldn’t help staring at her. She wore a loose shirt which hid her massive breasts well. This made it even sexier as the older girl knew how big they were. Her sister in law wore a skirt that ended well above her knees. Aeishwarya greeted her and took one look at her and smiled knowingly making her blush like a school girl.
“Hey, how is our older sister doing?”
“Kinda OK I guess.”
“Well you don’t need to blush so much. We really enjoyed you yesterday.”
Madhura grabbed the edge of the table to stop herself from rubbing against the chair. She closed her eyes momentarily and breathed in and out, trying to calm herself down. It was hard not to stare at Aeishwarya and her shapely body and the memories of how her body felt made it even worse. She wanted to be in her arms again and be kissed nuzzling against the D cups.
Aeishwarya took a carton of milk from the refrigerator and poured herself a glass. When she bent over, Madhura could see the skirt rise up showing the lovely thighs of her sister-in-law. She shuddered at the thought of wanting to lick them. Her tongue wanted to taste her pussy and ass hole again. She was so deep into her fantasy she missed what Aeishwarya said.
“Sorry Aeishwarya, I was not listening!”
“Damn right you weren’t. I said, do you want some milk?” she repeated thrusting her breasts provocatively holding the glass of milk in her hand and one hand on her ample hip. Her eyes were bright.
Madhura shook her head.
“You sure?”
“Yeah.”
“What if I say that you have to drink it?”
“Well, I might agree.”
“Might?”
“Yeah I might. It depends.”
“It depends on what?”
Madhura looked at the tall dark lady coming closer and closer. Her mouth filled with saliva making it difficult for her to speak.
Aeishwarya calmly dipped her finger into the milk and took it out moving it close to Madhura’s mouth. A few drops fell on her t-shirt as she watched the finger move closer and closer to her mouth. She opened her mouth and started to suck Aeishwarya’s finger treating it like a cock. Aeishwarya pulled another chair close and sat down spreading her legs and coming as close to Madhura as she could. She took the finger out and then dipped it in the milk and repeated her action. This time Madhura had her mouth open, ready for it. She sucked the finger again, toying with it with her tongue. The finger came out and this time Aeishwarya didn’t put it inside her mouth. Instead she rubbed the milk all over her own lips.
Madhura followed each movement carefully. Her heart was beating faster than ever now. Aeishwarya moved her puckered lips close to her sister-in-laws mouth. Madhura reached forward and started to lick the milk off. Her tongue traced the lips first and then she sucked each lip into her mouth. The lips were as soft as a petal of a rose. After the milk was gone she moved back wanting to tease the younger woman.
Aeishwarya dipped some more milk on her lips and moved closer. This time Madhura covered both lips and started to suck on them, her tongue gently piercing the soft wet mouth. The sucking turned into a wet kiss and Aeishwarya joined in sensuously. After a few seconds she moved away from the younger woman. Aeishwarya put some milk on her neck. Madhura stayed put, her eyes mischievous as ever. Aeishwarya put her arm around the petite ladies neck and pulled her towards the milk that was starting to trickle down and goose bumps broke out all over her body when she felt the older woman start to lap the milk up from her sensitive neck. While she licked the soft skin, Madhura started to get the womanly smell of Aeishwarya much more strongly signaling that her licking was getting the reaction she needed.
Aeishwarya was getting wetter by the second. She took a small amount of milk into her mouth and pulled Madhura close to her with milk inside her mouth. The two ladies did a milk swap and it ended in a wet kiss again.
Madhura was going crazy and Aeishwarya’s actions were driving her wild. She took off her t-shirt and spilt some milk into her cleavage.
“Does kitty wanna lap it up?” she asked coyly. The response was immediate. The younger lady bent over to lick the milk off like a cat. Madhura could feel the milk running down her tummy. It was noticed and Aeishwarya moved lower to the flat tummy tracing the stream of milk upto her navel.
Aeishwarya, moved her hands inside Madhura’s shorts and found her way past the panties into the soaking pussy. She pulled it out and sucked on it noisily.
“You taste so good!”
Madhura stared at her sister in law and moved closer, finding to her delight that there were no panties and she pushed two fingers in making Aeishwarya groan and lean back. Her fingers gently probed the welcoming pussy. It was drenched when she pulled it out and stuck it in her mouth sucking every last bit of juice on it. It was wet and sticky and slightly sour and Madhura loved the taste.
“Its time for us to go to a more comfortable place.”
Madhura nodded and the two ladies walked hand in hand stopping at various points to kiss and rub against each other. At one point the older lady pushed Aeishwarya against the wall Aeishwarya pushed the petite lady onto the bed and got on top of her. They kissed tenderly running their hands through each others’ hair. It was so loving and slow and unhurried. The kissing didn’t lack in its intensity. Each woman tried to merge into the other’s body. Breasts rubbed against each other. The D cup dominated the C cup but Madhura was not complaining.
Aeishwarya lifted herself up onto her hands and knees allowing Madhura to unbutton her shirt. She watched as the older woman started to lick her cleavage after the shirt came off completely. Her breasts hung inside her D cup bra barely contained. She reached back and unhooked her bra and the two globes literally fell into Madhura’s eager hands. Aeishwarya moaned as her breasts were lovingly licked and sucked and examined. Her back arched as the exploring tongue touched her sensitive nerves. She pulled out the smaller pair of breasts and kneaded them making Madhura suck even hard.
“Oh gosh, Madhura, suck my nipples darling!”
Madhura kept sucking each nipple until it got too sensitive and reluctantly watched as the huge globes were pulled gently away from her wet mouth. She looked up at the younger woman and motioned her to move close. Aeishwarya moved close and straddled Madhura’s head lowering her dripping pussy onto the lovely mouth that was willing to lick her into ecstasy.
Madhura explored the dripping wet pussy slowly moving right under the towering girl right down to her ass hole and back up again. She teased the tight brown hole and pushed her tongue in. Aeishwarya held the head board of the bed giving the older lady access. Madhura took her time and her tongue moved slowly tracing every contour of the pussy right over her mouth. Her tongue dove deeply into the vaginal opening just like a cock. Aeishwarya started moving against the tongue telling Madhura that she liked. Her tongue ached but she kept it stiff letting Aeishwarya fuck it. When the pain became too much she found the more sensitive clitoris and started to flick it with her tongue. She also pushed one finger into the tight anus and 2 more into Aeishwarya’s expanding pussy. Her tongue toyed with the clitoris. Aeishwarya moaned as she felt all her holes being given attention. She started to fuck hard against the 3 fingers mashing her clitoris against Madhura’s tongue.
She didn’t last long. Her body started to convulse and she felt the first orgasm hit her. Madhura knowingly continued to fuck her and the second orgasm hit a few second after. Aeishwarya kept going moaning and struggling against the 3 fingers that were inside her pussy and ass. Madhura licked the hardened clit faster and it took a long time for Aeishwarya to reach her final and earth shattering orgasm. She almost smothered the petite lady holding on to her dear life as she came and came. Madhura lifted her face to get some breathing space, her face wet with juices. She pulled out all 3 fingers slowly and felt the younger woman slide down and rest on top of her. Aeishwarya seemed dead to the world in the throes of her orgasm but kissed weakly as Madhura started to kiss her. She moved her pussy so that it would mash against her thigh and started to rub against her.
She was stopped by the younger lady.
“I want to do the same to you baby. Sit on my face.”
Madhura shuddered at the thought. The two women exchanged their positions and soon Madhura was sitting on top of the willing face of her sister in law. She mashed her pussy against the open mouth and felt Aeishwarya move towards her anus. She loved it when the two cheeks were pushed apart and felt the loving tongue explore her. The tongue went into her the tight hole and after a few seconds went back to exploring her pussy lips. Aeishwarya sucked the outer lips of Madhura’s pussy. Just like she had done earlier, one finger ended up inside her anus and two in her pussy. Her clit was being teased by the younger woman and it was starting to build up. Madhura wanted to move to a different position so that she would not squirt all over Aeishwarya but she was held firmly by strong hands and she looked down helplessly as the younger woman pushed her gently towards her peak. She abandoned all hope of protecting Aeishwarya and moved against the loving fingers and tongue. The orgasm was approaching fast.
“Oh god Aeishwarya, I am gonna cum all over your mouth baby!”
“Mmm ..unngggg ahhhhh unnngggg.mnmmmmm” was the response she got.
She rocked faster and faster as the three fingers and the tongue brought her closer. Everything seemed to suddenly slow down and it was as if nothing else mattered. Madhura shuddered as the orgasm hit her hard. She dimly felt her pussy squirting all over her sister-in-law’s face and mouth. Her leg muscles twitched as she kept squirting and screaming at the same time as she had a fantastic orgasm. Aeishwarya didn’t stop licking and her orgasm went on and on for what seemed like ages until all of the fluid inside her ended up on the bed and the face of her lovely sister in law. She had to forcibly push the licking head away as she could not bear it any further. Her legs seemed to weigh like lead and she held on to the head board as Aeishwarya gently lifted the legs that were holding her down and slid out from under Madhura. Madhura felt the younger girl hug her from behind and kiss her neck, caressing her tummy and breasts.
She finally found the strength to turn around and kiss Aeishwarya tasting her cum on her face and mouth. They held onto each other for a while until the strength came back to both of them. The fire seemed to have died down between them of so Madhura thought. Aeishwarya didn’t stop kissing her lips and she relished the attention being given after a lull period in her life. She had never felt like this with her ex-husband. She turned to face Aeishwarya fully and kissed her back. It was slow and sensual and she felt her body starting to respond slowly but surely. Aeishwarya’s tongue was insistent and her breasts pushed the smaller lady back against the head board. After a few minutes of kissing, Madhura relented to the younger girls attention by lying down on the bed. Aeishwarya maneuvered into a position she had seen in many lesbian movies making sure both pussies were stimulated by each others thighs. The movement was slow at first and the two ladies spent more time kissing and whispering words about each other and what they wanted to do to each other. Their murmurs filled the room.
“Oh Madhura, I want you so much!”
“I am yours darling. Do anything you want.”
“I love how your mouth lets my tongue fuck it.”
“Mmmm lover, mmmm…”
Madhura felt the massive breasts of her sister in law rubbing against her. She stopped kissing for a moment to rise up to lick the breasts that were craving for attention. She sucked each nipple hard, gently holding it between her teeth and biting gently while sucking on it. Aeishwarya started moving against her thigh. She was slimy and slid easily leaving a wet trail. Madhura had recovered enough to start rubbing against her sister in law’s thighs. She knew she was not going to reach an orgasm but her clit was still sensitive to touch though there was no build up. The other girl was starting to moan as she started to rub faster and faster. Madhura managed to reach back and insert a well lubricated finger into the darker girl’s ass increasing the tempo. Aeishwarya was sweating and it was dripping between their bodies. Aeishwarya got up and then they moved into a scissoring position which gave her pussy and clit access to the other girl’s pussy. The two ladies put on a show which was as good as a lesbian movie and finally Aeishwarya came hard.
“Oh god, I was so horny baby. I didn’t know what to do.”
Madhura moved to her and kissed her tenderly and they lay side by side for a long time caressing and cuddling.
Aeishwarya is treated to a romantic dinner and an even more romantic night of sex
Today was one of the hottest days of the whole year. It was one of the days where the sun would toast your brain. Krishna was on his way home from work finally. He was pretty much exhausted. All day long he had been thinking about his girlfriend at home. What was she wearing? What perfume was she wearing? Hair up or down? He missed her dearly. Thinking about her always cheered him up. That morning before he had left, on the pillow, he left her a letter:
“Good Morning, Beautiful”
You were so warm when I woke up this morning. I didn’t want to leave you. When you read this I’ll be already at work for the day. I’ll be thinking about you all day. I left you some tissue paper so you won’t have to bother getting up out of bed.”
He loved her so much. She had a runny nose all night. He left her some tissue paper so she wouldn’t be trouble with getting up out of bed. The letter continued:
“What do you want to do today? Anything in particular you have in mind? Right now I know one thing you would love to do. I get off work at 5:30,and I’ll be there around 6:00 to pick you up. I’m not telling you what it is either. You will have to wait and find out.
I love you so much,
Krishna”
With that in mind, he was so glad to be leaving work. He knew what was waiting on him when he got home. The sexiest and most beautiful woman ever was waiting on him. Before he went home, he stopped at the flower shop. He saw immediately what he wanted. There was a tall and slender glass vase. The shape was a very unique design. Holding that glass vase was a glass hand carved with the vase. Inside that vase were dozens of roses. He knew Aeishwarya would love this. She loves unique shapes and designs. He paid for it, and carefully placed it in the back seat of his car.
It was nearly 6:05 now. The anticipation was growing so fast. His heart was racing full of energy. Nearing their shared house, a million thoughts flood his mind. He was passing the final block. Their house was the fourth one on the left. They lived in a rather small community. Everybody seemed to know everyone. Everyone always got along as well. The only problem every now and then was the occasional neighbor drinking too much on the holidays.
Their house wasn’t a mansion. It was just a simple one-story house. The porch wrapped all the way around the entire house. Lines of windows reflected the receding sun. The third window would be where she was getting ready. The lingering aroma of her perfume would flood the room. Steam would be smothering the bathroom mirror. Her sexy clothes would be spread out on the bed, just begging to touch her naked body. She was so beautiful. Krishna always thought he was the luckiest man in the world to have such a beautiful woman by his side.
The time was finally here. He carried the flowers to the door. As soon as he opened the door, the sweetness engulfed him. The scent he had smelled all day now filled his starving nostrils. He just couldn’t smell enough of it. Walking though the hallway, their bedroom awaited. He peeked around the door, and there she was. His heart beating just like when they first met. She was wearing her favorite gown. The gown stretched from her curvy hips to her ankles. Krishna loved when Aeishwarya wrapped her legs around him in bed. It was one of the best feelings he had ever felt. Covering her warm and full chest the gown had a low cut v-neck. There was her lovely face. She was so beautiful she never had to wear makeup. Many women can say they are beautiful with makeup. Not many can say they look gorgeous without makeup. Krishna was always telling her that. She was a true beauty.
Her soft, luscious lips had on vanilla lip gloss. Krishna could taste her lips now. Those eyes were pulling him in. He felt like he could fall into those spheres forever. He loved her so much and would do anything in the world for her.
“Wow, you look amazing! Are you ready?” Krishna asked.
“Yes, I am, Jer, but I would feel better if you told me where we were going,” she asked.
Krishna laughed. “You will see soon enough.”
They were both walking out to the car holding each other’s hand. As usual Krishna opened the car door for Aeishwarya to get it. He watched her slowly climb into the car. He was staring straight at her ass. It was so sexy, and he loved to squeeze it. Out reached his hand and he playfully smacked her nice ass. She giggled as Krishna close the door for her.
Three days ago a new restaurant opened up in town. It was called “Sensations”. Aeishwarya had really wanted to go. She had read the review about it in the newspaper. Aeishwarya was a vegetarian, and the newspaper said they had an awesome veggie selection. That was where Krishna was taking her. He knew how hard it is to find a good vegetarian restaurant around. So he couldn’t let this opportunity pass. While driving, Krishna couldn’t keep his eyes off of her. She was like a magnet. Just sucking him in. Again, Krishna told himself he was the luckiest man in the world.
Minutes before they got there, Aeishwarya had already figured it out. She was ecstatic. She looked right into his eyes.
“I love you,” she told him.
“I love you too,” he returned.
It was a good thing Krishna called in the reservations earlier in the day. The whole place was crammed. It wasn’t a noisy atmosphere though. It was a romantic restaurant. There were candles lit at each table. The newly trained waiter brought them to their seats.
“This place is really pretty,” Aeishwarya said as Krishna helped her into her seat. It was so romantic in there. The whole feeling just made you feel warm inside. In here, it felt like their own little world.
“Yeah, it really is a nice place,” Krishna replied and handed Aeishwarya her menu. He loved watching the sparkles in her eyes, and for the next few moments, that’s what he did. He slowly kissed her on her soft lips. He was glad to take her out. He loved taking her out to places. She was beautiful, and she deserved to be taken out.
The newspaper was fairly accurate, actually. There were more veggies on the menu than anything else. Aeishwarya didn’t know where to begin. For an appetizer she order a salad with lots of her favorite dressing. Italian. She finally decided to go with the squash. They cut the squash up into circles, and cooked it that way. Krishna ordered two kinds of rice. One had little cut up veggies in it, and the other had bits of chicken. Together they sipped on their wine as they began their candle light dinner.
~–~
Two hours later their stomachs were full. Inside they were still hungry though. They were craving each other. Aeishwarya was so happy about the dinner. She had loved every second of it. It was now her favorite place. Krishna loved making her happy. He saw that as his second job. Making her happy made him happy. They were on their way back now. The windows were rolled down. The days heat was thinning off. The cool breeze was such a relief. Krishna watch as the wind ruffled her gown. Best of all, her flowing dark hair, was blowing in the wind. He reached over and began to massage her thighs. He always loved doing that. Especially when he rubbed lotion all over her and massaged it in. While driving back home with his left hand, his right hand was giving Aeishwarya goose bumps.
Aeishwarya loved his touch. It was so soft and gentle. Goose bumps ran all over her. It felt so good. He knew right where to rub and massage. The worries of the day just evaporated and left her mind. It had been a long time since she felt like this before he came along. Krishna was using his fingertips to caress her inner thigh. She slowly grabbed his wrist and kissed it. She then placed it across her stomach. Krishna began to gently rub her stomach. She hiked her gown, and moved his hand under her black see through thong. Krishna touched her cleanly shaven pussy and felt Aeishwarya begin to arch.
Her soft, luscious lips had on vanilla lip gloss. Krishna could taste her lips now. Those eyes were pulling him in. He felt like he could fall into those spheres forever. He loved her so much and would do anything in the world for her.
“Wow, you look amazing! Are you ready?” Krishna asked.
“Yes, I am, Jer, but I would feel better if you told me where we were going,” she asked.
Krishna laughed. “You will see soon enough.”
They were both walking out to the car holding each other’s hand. As usual Krishna opened the car door for Aeishwarya to get it. He watched her slowly climb into the car. He was staring straight at her ass. It was so sexy, and he loved to squeeze it. Out reached his hand and he playfully smacked her nice ass. She giggled as Krishna close the door for her.
Three days ago a new restaurant opened up in town. It was called “Sensations”. Aeishwarya had really wanted to go. She had read the review about it in the newspaper. Aeishwarya was a vegetarian, and the newspaper said they had an awesome veggie selection. That was where Krishna was taking her. He knew how hard it is to find a good vegetarian restaurant around. So he couldn’t let this opportunity pass. While driving, Krishna couldn’t keep his eyes off of her. She was like a magnet. Just sucking him in. Again, Krishna told himself he was the luckiest man in the world.
Minutes before they got there, Aeishwarya had already figured it out. She was ecstatic. She looked right into his eyes.
“I love you,” she told him.
“I love you too,” he returned.
It was a good thing Krishna called in the reservations earlier in the day. The whole place was crammed. It wasn’t a noisy atmosphere though. It was a romantic restaurant. There were candles lit at each table. The newly trained waiter brought them to their seats.
“This place is really pretty,” Aeishwarya said as Krishna helped her into her seat. It was so romantic in there. The whole feeling just made you feel warm inside. In here, it felt like their own little world.
“Yeah, it really is a nice place,” Krishna replied and handed Aeishwarya her menu. He loved watching the sparkles in her eyes, and for the next few moments, that’s what he did. He slowly kissed her on her soft lips. He was glad to take her out. He loved taking her out to places. She was beautiful, and she deserved to be taken out.
The newspaper was fairly accurate, actually. There were more veggies on the menu than anything else. Aeishwarya didn’t know where to begin. For an appetizer she order a salad with lots of her favorite dressing. Italian. She finally decided to go with the squash. They cut the squash up into circles, and cooked it that way. Krishna ordered two kinds of rice. One had little cut up veggies in it, and the other had bits of chicken. Together they sipped on their wine as they began their candle light dinner.
~–~
Two hours later their stomachs were full. Inside they were still hungry though. They were craving each other. Aeishwarya was so happy about the dinner. She had loved every second of it. It was now her favorite place. Krishna loved making her happy. He saw that as his second job. Making her happy made him happy. They were on their way back now. The windows were rolled down. The days heat was thinning off. The cool breeze was such a relief. Krishna watch as the wind ruffled her gown. Best of all, her flowing dark hair, was blowing in the wind. He reached over and began to massage her thighs. He always loved doing that. Especially when he rubbed lotion all over her and massaged it in. While driving back home with his left hand, his right hand was giving Aeishwarya goose bumps.
Aeishwarya loved his touch. It was so soft and gentle. Goose bumps ran all over her. It felt so good. He knew right where to rub and massage. The worries of the day just evaporated and left her mind. It had been a long time since she felt like this before he came along. Krishna was using his fingertips to caress her inner thigh. She slowly grabbed his wrist and kissed it. She then placed it across her stomach. Krishna began to gently rub her stomach. She hiked her gown, and moved his hand under her black see through thong. Krishna touched her cleanly shaven pussy and felt Aeishwarya begin to arch.
She was already wet from the thigh and stomach rub. Krishna could feel that for sure. Ever so gently, he rubbed her clitoris. Not too hard and not too soft. Just the way she liked it. She was so warm down there. Krishna wanted to bury his face into the middle of her thighs. He moved his index, middle, and ring fingers in one circular motion. Her clitoris was erect and begging for stimulation. She reclined the seat back, and began to moan. Krishna began to feel her inner thigh begin to twitch. He knew she was enjoying it. Her pussy was so delicious, and Krishna loved eating it out. Right at this very moment, he wanted to taste her.
Krishna pulled into the garage, and was still rubbing her with the other hand. Soft moans of pleasure ringing in his ears. He didn’t want to stop but he had better ideas once they got in the house. He opened the door for her, and picked her up in his arms. He gently carried her into the house, kissing her slowly on the way in. He laid her down on the bed, and slid off her gown. She raised her arms, and he pulled it up and off her amazing body. Her black thong followed. She was wearing a red bra. He reached down between her legs with his left hand and began were he stopped. His right went around to her back, and off her bra went. He kissed her full breasts. With both hands he grasped them, and stuff his face right in the middle of them. He loved doing that. Her breasts were the perfect size. Her nipples were begging for attention. His tongue began to go in circles around the areola. Getting closer to the nipple with every circle. He felt her moan as the tip of his tongue grazed her nipple. Each nipple got the same treatment, and then her breasts were getting sucked on.
Gently he sucked on the breast, and licked the nipple at the same time. His hand was back between her thighs. Now she was wetter than ever. He couldn’t contain himself. Moving his tongue down her stomach, Krishna tasted her juices. Better than any flavor in the world, this was his favorite. When he wasn’t with her, he craved this flavor. Krishna parted her lips, and then began to lick her clitoris. No longer the tip, the full tongue was now rubbing her. She moaned and twitched in delight as she released her orgasm. Krishna licked it up, and savored every bit of it.
Aeishwarya was still wanting more, and so was Krishna. She rose back up on the bed, and unbuttoned his pants. She could tell he wanted more from the bulge in front. Grabbing onto his ass she pulled down his pants and boxers. Out came his thick penis, begging to be pleasured. Aeishwarya grabbed onto it with her soft hands, stroking it back and forth. Little did Krishna know, Aeishwarya was craving him as well. She opened her mouth and slid the head of his erect penis in. While she was sucking on it, Krishna was in ecstasy. He loved her tongue. She could do so many tricks with it that drove him wild. Aeishwarya tongue was flicking up and down on his head inside her mouth.
She was ready for him to be inside her. She wanted it so bad. Removing his penis from her mouth, she turned around backwards, and bent over the bed. Krishna knew what to do next. This was one of his favorite positions. He grabbed his penis and rubbed it against her ass. He pushed it into her shaved pussy. Then, he thrust in her hard. It felt so good to be inside of her. He reached around and starting playing with her clitoris again. Thrusting in and out, as he rubbed her clitoris, they both moaned in unison.
Krishna laid down on the bed, and Aeishwarya mounted him. She was facing him, just he way he like it. He could see her lovely face in joy. Up and down she rode him, as Krishna held onto, and caressed her breasts. She began to ride faster, and Krishna started to thrust faster. He was almost ready to ejaculate into her warm pussy. Thrust after thrust, he heard her begin to moan more. She was nearing her second orgasm. Aeishwarya leaned down on top of his chest. Krishna began to suck on her neck while he kept pumping into her. Aeishwarya returned the favor, and sucked on his neck the same. Aeishwarya felt him orgasm. Krishna felt her orgasm. Their warm juices were mixing together.
They held onto each other for the rest of the night, keeping each other warm. This night had come to an end. Krishna was holding onto the woman he loved. Aeishwarya was holding onto the man she loved. They slept forever it seemed like. Then as usual, the alarm clock went off. It was the start of a new day. For Krishna and Aeishwarya it was the start of a new letter, and another love filled evening.
Krishna and Aeishwarya were on the last metro train for the night. It had been a long day at the office. And they were both really looking forward to going home.
This train ride, however, suddenly got interesting. There were only two other passengers except them. One was an old man dozing off in the corner and the other a teenager who looked high.
Krishna’s hands found her thighs. He gripped the flesh exposed, thanks to her skirt which was now riding up. He slowly made his way up, looking directly into her eyes and seeing the need there.
He kissed her shoulder blades and continued thrusting into her. That is, until they heard someone walking towards them from behind. Who could it be? Shit shit shit. Hopefully not the police.
They had to turn and he reluctantly took his cock out of her pussy. And there stood the teenager who they thought, was drunk. But was clearly just sleepy.
He looked groggy eyed. Until he saw what was going on here. Then his eyes grew wide with shock.
Until Aeishwarya took Krishna’s cock in her her lovely mouth. She gobbled every inch up, looking the teenager right in the eye. She was a treat to the eyes.
She flicked his cock with her tongue. Moving down and coming back up, letting the head pop out. And then, licking the head with the tip of her tongue.
Krishna groaned, the thrill of his naked wife in front of a stranger, giving him head, getting to him. As she took more and more of him inside, she saw the bulge grow in the teen’s pants.
Finally, she reached his pelvis. Her mouth stuffed with cock. His hair tickling her nose. She held there and he thrust up. Once. Twice. Krishna bellowed finally and came deep in her throat.
Giving her exactly what she wanted. His precious cum. She swallowed every string down her ravenous throat. Then she licked to his tip and sucked his cock till she had every drop inside her mouth.
Then she looked the teen in the eye, got up and cupped her breasts as if they were for display. They hurriedly dressed as it was their stop next. The boy was left shocked and at the same time extremely horny. But they had a good time.
He spanked her ass and boobs as they walked home. When they got home, no sooner was the door unlocked, she had her pants off and her fingers inside her cunt hole.
Tonight was dildo night. He slowly pressed a finger into her butt hole.
He loved Aeishwarya more than anything!
Aeishwarya gets holes filled- both at the same time! (MMF)
Having thought I would never get out of the office with such a busy day, I finally arrived at my house. It was late and there were no lights on in the house. “That’s strange,” I thought out loud. Turning the key and walking into my house I wondered where my husband Krishna was. He would normally tell me if he were going out.
I took a glass from the cupboard and poured myself a much needed glass of red wine. I could feel the tension in my body from the day’s work slowly ease as I sipped the wine. Suddenly I jumped with fright, spilling the wine down the front of myblouse.
Krishna had crept up from behind and quickly wrapped his arms around me. “You bloody idiot! Look what you made me do?” I said giggling. Smiling, Krishna ran his hands up and down the tops of my legs, “Very nice indeed,” he whispered into my ear, before nuzzling on my neck. Krishna pulled of my leggings kissing my legs all the way
I was now sat before my husband, legs spread revealing my black lace panties. Without saying a word he dropped to his knees and hooked each of his thumbs into the sides of my panties. I lifted my bum off of the table slightly as he very slowly eased them down my legs.
No words were needed as the air filled with sexual tension. Closing my eyes as I felt his hot breath between my legs, he was soon sliding his tongue up and down each of my lips in turn. I was instantly oozing my juices onto his tongue as he expertly teased me.
As his finger probed between my pussy lips and entered me, his tongue was soon doing circular motions around my clit. I was forced to arch my back as I felt my impending orgasm. My chest heaved in and out as I took deep sharp breaths. “Almost there.” I groaned between breaths. Then suddenly he stopped.
“I can’t have you cumming yet my naughty wife. I want you to beg me before I let you cum,” he smirked. I both hated and loved these sessions when my husband took control of me. He always knew how to play it so cool.
Krishna helped me down from the table before leading me up the stairs to our bedroom. Once in there, he took my silk scarf that just happened to be on the bed I thought, and then gently tied it around my head leaving me in total darkness.
As I sat on our bed I felt his hands begin to unbutton my blouse before removing it. He loosened my black lace bra and let my breasts hang free. I felt my nipples instantly harden and my pussy begin to lubricate itself.
Then I felt him cup my left breast as he took my nipple into his mouth. My breasts have always been sensitive and Krishna knew just how to work them. Not too soft or too hard, just enough to send uncontrollable shivers throughout my body.
I was soon ordered to lie on the bed with my blindfold remaining in place. I then felt two more silk scarves being wrapped around my wrists as he tied me firmly to the bed posts. His breathing was deep and I could sense his arousal as he finished tying me up.
I imagined how dirty I must have looked. Tied to the bed and blindfolded with just my heels and stockings on as my skirt lay bunched around my waist. My breasts bared and my nipples showing my excitement as my shaven pussy leaked its juices onto the bed sheets.
“Tell me Katie, how much do you want it?” he asked. “More than you could ever imagine you bad boy,” I giggled trying to stay calm.
My excitement was reaching over drive as I heard the sound of a belt buckle being undone. Then I heard the sound of his trousers dropping to the floor. The bed soon creaked as he climbed onto it and got between my open legs. My breathing was forever increasing as I longed to be touched again. The episode in the kitchen felt a lifetime ago, when in fact it was probably no more than 15 minutes ago.
I began to moan as I felt him gently kiss his way up my legs, paying particular attention to the tops of my stockings. Lots of tiny soft kisses were covering my thighs as I wriggled and groaned in pleasure.
My back quickly arched as the kissing stopped and I felt his cock touch the lips of my pussy. It was so sudden and unexpected but very nice. As he rubbed his cock up and down the lips of my entrance I felt his thumb press down on my clit. Pressing down slightly he began to rub my most sensitive spot.
Krishna had never done this to me before; he usually licked my clit as he fingered me to orgasm. But I wasn’t complaining this was equally as exciting. As my orgasm grew closer I concentrated on the felling his thumb was giving me. Then without warning he plunged his cock deep into my body and sent me over the edge. He felt bigger than normal as I clamped my pussy tight around his cock. His thrusts were too strong for me though as his cock continued to stretch me. He stopped rubbing my clit and took both of my breasts in his hands. Squeezing them hard he continued to fuck me with deep lunges. I could hear the slurping sounds coming from between my legs with each powerful thrust.
Then, out of nowhere, I felt a second pair of hands on me. This time grabbing my head and turning it sideways. As I tried to protest against the sudden confusion a second cock was forced into my body. I swallowed the cock and sucked it deep into my mouth.
“That’s it baby, suck my cock deep,” I heard my husband say. I was soon wondering who it was fucking me when a second orgasm rushed through my body. I had to stop sucking my husband as I gasped for air and welcomed the slowing pace of the cock between my legs.
“Untie her Krishna; I want to see her beautiful eyes as I fuck her again,” the strange voice said. “Only if she promises to be a good girl,” my husband chuckled.
I felt the blindfold being removed and it took a few seconds for my eyes to adjust. But when they did I found myself looking up at a complete stranger. He was handsome and slightly older looking, maybe late 30s. My husband was to the left of me smiling down as he gently stroked his cock.
I was shocked and dumbfounded as I tried to make sense of what was happening. I had just been thoroughly fucked by a complete stranger without my knowledge, and I had enjoyed it.
“My, my you are a beautiful sight,” he said raising my legs onto his shoulders. “Krishna, what’s going on?” I asked looking up at him. He didn’t answer. Instead he just smiled as he watched my eyes close and I felt the strangers cock push even deeper into my body.
I didn’t ask again. I gave up caring. I gave up worrying as my husband had obviously arranged this. Instead I tried to rock backwards and forwards with my legs up on this guys shoulder as he fucked me senseless. I felt him touch places I never knew existed and in turn, was treated to another blissful orgasm.
My legs were slowly lowered as he pulled out again and began to untie my arms. I was near worn out and my pussy was soaked as I felt her throbbing between my legs.
As I felt the rush of blood in my arms I was quickly pulled on top of my new lover. I looked at my husband as I suddenly felt uneasy. He was now standing by the side of the bed, still stroking his cock as he nodded his approval. I suddenly realised how much I wanted this.
I leaned forward resting on this guys shoulder as I removed my skirt. I then straddled him as I took a hold of his glistening cock. Now just in my stockings and heels I placed the cock to my entrance and looked into my husband’s eyes. I had never seen him look so horny. His eyes were filled with animal like lust and I wanted to please him.
Once again I was being fully stretched as I lowered myself onto his cock. It was rock solid and it felt amazing. Once the head squeezed past my lips, the rest quickly followed until I was sat right down on his cock. His moans turned me on as I began to steadily ride him. I went slowly at first as my pussy quickly accommodated his size. Then I went deeper and faster, slamming my pussy down hard onto his cock. His hands reached for my breasts, squeezing them before he gripped my arse cheeks and began to fuck me back. His groans grew louder as he powerfully slammed his cock up into my pussy.
I began to cum again, my nipples hardened as my pussy tightened around his cock. I began to jerk violently as I coated his cock in my juices. Then he sat up and held his breath, his body began to shake as I felt his cock twitch inside of me. I looked at my husband who was still stroking his cock, as our eyes met; we both knew I was being filled by another man’s hot, sticky load.
“Now be a good slut and clean my cock,” the guy said firmly. I climbed off of his cock and knelt on the bed between his legs. His cock was still firm as I took it into my mouth and started to curl my tongue around its head. I found the mixed taste of our juices to be highly arousing as I began to take more of him into my mouth.
This was too much for my husband, who obviously felt he had been watching far too long. He got onto the bed and pushed me forward, forcing the cock in my mouth to go deeper. He then slid two fingers into cum soaked pussy before rubbing the combined juices into my arsehole.
I pushed back into my husband as he rubbed his cock up against my anal opening. I winced with the pain at first as he pushed into me. He kept his cock in deep and slowly fucked me with short thrusts. My mind was on auto pilot as I sucked hard on the cock in my mouth whilst pushing back on my husband.
Soon enough both men had reached boiling point. I didn’t have another orgasm, but it still felt amazing as I got filled with cum at both ends. I quickly swallowed the salty cream being fired into my mouth as my husband finished filling my anal passage with his mess.
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Aeishwarya cheats for the first time…and she loves it! (Public Sex, Stranger Sex)
It was Aeishwarya’s first trip to the Jaipur. She had always wanted to see the Pink city, so when her boss offered to send her there for a Women’s conference, she jumped at the chance. The whole week had been wall-to-wall meetings and seminars which left very little time to see the sights. Aeishwarya decided to blow off the last day and join a few other ladies from the conference on a guided tour of Jaipur.
The four women talked to the concierge and got the name of a local guide. His name was Rohan. When they met him in the lobby, Aeishwarya liked his looks right away. She guessed he was in his mid twenties. His dark brown skin and well-muscled chest and forearms were very appealing.
Rohan showed the group all of the sights. They spent the morning touring the Amer Palace. He showed them the art and culture of the city and the palace. He showed them various forts around it and all the royal temples within it.
As the day wore on, the women started to get tired, both from the long week of business and Rohan’s tour. They all decided to go back to the hotel to freshen up before allowing Rohan to take them to a few hip night spots. He told them that he would meet them in the lobby at 8:00 pm. That gave Aeishwarya and hour and a half to freshen up and get ready for her evening.
Aeishwarya took a quick shower. After she dried off, she decided to lay on the bed naked to relax and air dry her damp body a bit. With no one familiar around, a little bit of fun would be okay, she thought. She started thinking of what she could do and then she thought of Rohan, his rough body and deep voice. Could she have some fun with Rohan? Would anyone know of that, she wondered? She decided to test the waters and see.
As she lay there, she imagined Rohan kneeling between her thighs, looking up at her with a naughty wide smile on his face. Her fingers slid into her pussy. She began rocking her hips and spreading her legs wider as she imagined his skillful tongue on her wet pussy. Within a matter of moments, she was plunging two fingers in and out of her soaked pussy. The humidity in the air and the heat from her body was making her sweat profusely. She felt her body tense as she neared climax. She imagined Rohan moving his tongue to her ass and, as she slid her own finger in, it sent her over the edge for an incredibly intense orgasm.
She caught her breath and jumped back into the shower. She knew that if she didn’t hurry, she would keep the others waiting. She let the cool water rinse the sweat from her body and cool her down. Her clitoris was still tingling. She resisted the urge to finger herself again. She simply didn’t have the time.
She got dressed quickly, selecting a a new black thong. She chose a new, white dress and took a moment to admire her in the full-length mirror behind the bathroom door. Her C-cup breasts filled the dress out nicely. She pulled her dark, shoulder-length hair back and let it fall forward so it cascaded around her breasts getting them attention. She quickly slipped on some black sandals and headed for the lobby.
When she got there, she only saw Rohan standing there in a tight fitting jeans and t shirt.
“Where are the others?” she asked.
“They canceled. I guess they were too tired to continue. Would you like to cancel as well?” he asked.
Aeishwarya shook her head, “I was looking forward to a fun night.”
Rohan smiled, “I think we will be able to find some fun.”
They started the evening at a fancy restaurant. The food was deliciously rich and the wine Rohan suggested complemented the meal perfectly. After the dinner, Rohan asked Aeishwarya if she would like to do some dancing.
Aeishwarya nodded and noticed that Rohan was staring at her bobbing breasts. She licked her lips seductively and thought to herself that she intended to be sucking and fucking his cock by the end of the night. Rohan took her hand as they left the restaurant. They caught a cab and when they took a fairly sharp turn, Aeishwarya braced herself on Rohan’s thigh. Her hand was resting firmly on Rohan’s semi-hard cock. Aeishwarya gave it a friendly squeeze before apologizing for losing her balance. Rohan just smiled as they arrived at the club. As they entered, Rohan warned her that it could get a little rowdy as the patrons were mostly male. Aeishwarya chuckled to herself, thinking that it sounded like her kind of crowd.
Rohan led her directly on to the dance floor. The music was loud and the floor was packed. The techno music blared. The loud bass made the room shake. Aeishwarya and Rohan danced, moving with the other bodies in the crowd. She felt bodies bumping into her. She felt hands “accidentally” grazing her arm, her back, her hip, and even her ass. She was becoming intoxicated from the constant contact, but she wanted more. When the song ended, Rohan led her to a group of high tables in a dark corner of the room.
The tables were arranged in a semi-circle against the wall. There was a loud group of men at each table. They were all facing the wall, hooting and hollering. Aeishwarya couldn’t tell what the commotion was about until she got closer. She saw a woman dancing. She was clothed but was thrusting her hips suggestively to the music. Her hands were caressing her breasts. She was gleefully teasing the men, but being careful to stay just out of their reach. The men loved it. Aeishwarya smiled, recalling her younger days. She imagined herself dancing like that. She loved having all of those eyes on her – being every man’s fantasy. Her body was shaking with the beat and pussy was throbbing under her short dress.
Her pussy jerked as she felt someone pressing into her from behind and felt a pair of hands under her short dress from behind. She knew that it was Rohan because he was the one standing behind her. His brazen attempt startled her, but she loved it. She was pushed forward and found herself in front of the whole group of men. They began cheering, encouraging her to be the next dancer. Could she do it? Could she dance like a slut in front of all these rowdy men? Aeishwarya suddenly came into the senses and just stood there. She was a married Indian woman in an alien city with a stranger guy as company in a strange club in front of this group of rowdy looking men, she can’t do this. No she can’t.
Aeishwarya looked at Rohan. He realized that Aeishwarya was slightly confused and drunk as well and decided to take charge. He came forward and took hold of Aeishwarya’s hand and dragged her out of the group and took her outside.
Aeishwarya was still filled with lust. Rohan now took her near the rest rooms and both of them entered a cubicle. Aeishwarya was in heat and she had decided now to go all the way with Rohan and she knew Rohan would respond back too. She needed to cum and she didn’t intend to leave that room until she did.
She dropped to her knees. In one shot, she unzipped Rohan and pulled his hard and throbbing cock out and begins to suck him hard. Rohan was surprised at her ferocity and speed. He was expecting something like this but not this soon and certainly not this way. Aeishwarya could taste the salty taste of pre-cum on his throbbing cock. She could feel the juices from her pussy now running down her thighs. She reached down and removed her thong from under her dress and handed it to Rohan. She put her one hand under the dress and rubbed her clitoris wildly.
Rohan moaned. She sensed he was close, so she pulled his cock from her mouth and grabbed the base tightly. She pulled him by the cock to the floor and down on top of her. Rohan’s cock was now near her pussy lips and she pulled him. Rohan entered her smooth passage and slowly sunk his cock deep inside her. He began moving up and down slowly at first and then began slamming into her again and again. Aeishwarya lifted her hips, meeting each thrust. She moaned loudly. Rohan covered her mouth, not wanting to be heard and interrupted. Aeishwarya neared climax. She reached around his hips and grabbed his firm ass and pulled him even deeper inside of her. Rohan ejaculated forcefully and began grinding his cock into her cervix. Aeishwarya’s orgasm erupted. Her body shook as the exquisite sensation of release rocketed through her body.
Rohan stayed inside her – allowing her pussy to squeeze every ounce of cum from his cock. The sexual aftershocks continued to pleasure Aeishwarya as she continued to enjoy Rohan’s manhood. Eventually, they composed themselves and got up. Aeishwarya adjusted her dress and composure. She presented her thong to Rohan as a memento. Rohan led her out of the club and hailed a cab. He helped her in and told the driver to take Aeishwarya back to her hotel.
Aeishwarya said, “You’re not joining me?”
Rohan smiled and laughed, “I can’t. I have a date.”
Aeishwarya laughed loudly as Rohan shut the cab door.
As the cab moved through the driver asked, “Is this your first trip to Jaipur, Madam?”
“Yes. But not the last…” Aeishwarya said as she tickled pussy lightly thinking of what would Krishna say when she would tell him?
Would he fuck her hard to punish her?
She really hoped so! Aeishwarya rides a camel…and a dick in the desert (stranger sex, hardcore)
Skirts were a bad idea. But to be honest Aeishwarya never intended to go on a camel ride. The hotelier kept telling her every day that beyond that first dune were unending rolling dunes like they showed in the movies.
After a day’s sightseeing and shopping of forts, museums and the palaces of the Maharajas she finally decided it was a good idea to be in place where there were no buildings, no structures, no mankind. She and nature.
It was silent – even the evening breeze had no branches to rustle. Aeishwarya climbed the dune with its soft, yielding sand and slowly reached the top. As she crossed over she could see silvery dunes – miles and endless.
The voice was sudden and made her jump. The camel driver had been sitting in the sand by his camel, enjoying the same moonlit night that she had come out to seek.
“Ride?” he asked.
Aeishwarya shook her to say she wasn’t interested.
“No charge,” said the man, standing up, tall, broad and towering. The dark face was punctuated by the whites of his eyes. He had a bushy mustache that was large and twirled in the classic style of Rajputana.
Aeishwarya never quite knew how to deal with warmth and hospitality. That hesitation lasted a brief moment in which the tall figure swooped low to invite her to mount the camel.
She walked up and stood next to the beast, wondering what to do next; or how to say ‘no’ more emphatically.
He just scooped her up and foisted her on the soft saddle.
“Small ride. Nice view. Very dark. Only moon,” he said, warming to his pitch.
Typical, sparse English which she had got used to but his short phrases told her everything that might have convinced her.
He mounted the camel, just behind her and said, “Madam, very safe.”
As the camel rose Aeishwarya felt daunted by the height to which it rose. And then the unnerving sway as the animal sank its broad feet in the sand the same way in which she had been walking a few minutes ago.
As the camel climbed down the dune it swayed from side to side, pitching forward and suddenly Aeishwarya found her crotch ground against the saddle through her skirt.
The first grind was abrupt but by the time the camel was half way down the dune, she was reminded of her first bike ride. She allowed her crotch to grind and feel and slowly but surely she felt her pussy juicing up. The evening breeze was cool, the moon intoxicating and the gait of the camel persistent.
Involuntarily, Aeishwarya closed her eyes and gave in to the massaging of camel against pussy. It felt good- real good. A sigh escaped her lips as she felt pleasure. As the camel reached the bottom of the dune the driver swiveled it around so it would along the gulley.
“We go special place,” he said, from his vantage point behind her.
Aeishwarya nodded, wondering if the poised alignment in which her cunt was held over the animal was going to be lost. Indeed, the sway changed to a sideways rocking motion and with a little bit of hoisting herself up, she pursued her own pleasure some more.
Her breathing became heavy and the inadvertent sighs and moans grew louder. Aeishwarya wondered if he heard her and she desperately hoped that was not the case. She quietly slipped her hand down the front of her skirt desperately trying to reach her clit and accelerate her momentum towards pleasure.
As the camel rounded the bottom of the dune, the driver moved the camel to climb the next dune. She was thrown backward and she frantically grabbed at the horn of the saddle for balance.
The movements caused her skirt to ride up and Aeishwarya exclaimed ‘ouch!’ loudly as the coarse camel skin bruised the soft skin of her inner thigh.
“Madam,” said the driver. And with one swift motion his large hand cupped her stomach and he lifted both his legs. His legs rested against the bottom of her thighs in front of him and he lifted her up with ease. His other hand whipped around a soft cotton quilt. He reached under her crotch and tucked the quilt under her.
As he did so, Aeishwarya regretted that under her skirt she wore no panties. But it was so ridiculously hot! She had wanted to cool down her body after the hot, sweaty day! Initially the breeze had wafted under the skirts and she had been happy to be wearing nothing. But his hand had definitely brushed her crotch, moist now with her grinding.
When he let her down Aeishwarya felt a softness under her bottom and along both legs. She was cushioned from the animal. She also felt the saddle under her a lot lesser than before.
The camel had titillated her only to deceive. As the animal continued its climb she found herself leaning back and not quite able to grind her pussy against the saddle. Desperate for more of that beautiful pleasure she tried leaning forward. She ground down a couple of times and gasped and when it proved too much and fell back, Aeishwarya groaned in despair.
As Aeishwarya slid back she came up against him. And she felt the unmistakable contour of his erection against her ass. She tried to stay off him but the angle proved impossible. As the camel climbed steeply her ass wedged the cock and the sway massaged his cock.
It was his turn to gasp in pleasure. Aeishwarya ground against him. He felt the softness of her buttocks against his massively erect cock. The relentless grind which he did nothing to contain caused his cock to leak. He pressed against her best as he could and that provided him some relief – the kind of relief he provided himself on a working day by grinding the base of his palm against his cockhead.
He was wonderfully trapped. Her buttocks were luscious and accommodating. His cock found a wide enough crevice to wedge again. And from what he could sense she was not trying to stop anything.
They came up to the top of the dune. This was the place he brought all tourists. They loved the low rolling dunes –endless to the horizon. Not too steep which cut the view short. Not too shallow which made it a featureless landscape. A little further and the town lights would dampen. Stars danced in the sky there and tonight there was a full moon, too. He goaded the camel on.
Aeishwarya was wet with her stimulation and he was flowing as a result of his. Both were aroused and unsure of finding a release or finish.
And then the master in the camel driver came up with a move. He guided the camel slightly off the top at which she was poised downward, grinding her crotch and then back up toward the top at which point she fell back on him.
After a series of zigzags she felt him rock hard and the wetness seeped through his dhoti and her skirt to her back, leaving her in no doubt as to what was happening with him.
When the camel went down the dune she lurched forward and surrendered to the grind and she felt her own wetness surge. When she gripped whatever she could of his leg it was partially balance and partly desire. Her soft fingers gripped her his coarse hard leg, just below the knee.
Giddy with desire, her hand moved up and came to rest on his thigh as far back as it would go. Then she stopped.
He lifted her as he had done before, with his legs. One hand moved her skirt up baring her ass. With his other hand be brought his cock to align with her gaping cunt.
Aeishwarya reached back with both hands and gripped his thighs – she wanted to control her descent. She sank on him… he was large and she grunted with effort as she fought off gravity. She needed to be slower and yet she was urgently in need of being filled by him.
Aeishwarya settled on his lap, his cock deep and wide into her. She had absolutely no wiggle space, stuck like a pig on a stake. His mouth was near her ear now.
“Ok?” he asked. She nodded. Very gently she rocked forward as her cunt demand pleasurable caresses. She gasped loudly as pleasure coursed through to her nipples.
He didn’t touch her anywhere. She rocked ever so gently and he barely thrust. She felt his touch her deep. She felt him spread her wide even though her legs were wide apart. The internal massage drove her wild and eventually she leaned forward so that she would have some purchase. Hoisting herself forward she fucked down in short, sharp jabs. Pleasure! Pleasure! Pleasure! She desperately wanted release.
It came unexpectedly when his hand came back to her tummy and he firmly pulled her back. She dropped sharply right up to the point where she felt the coarse prickly pubic hair of his against her pubes. She spent in one large gush, shuddering her orgasm and releasing in a flood.
“Oh, that was so good!” Aeishwarya thought. Traveling for weeks alone across countries and without a man was not all that it was cracked up to be!
“Happy?” he whispered. She shivered and sighed, saying nothing. He was still inside her, large and undiminished. No doubt the lubrication of her cumming had dulled the friction a bit but nothing else.
“Now me happy,” he announced. Digging his heels into the side of the camel, he set it on a trot. As the camel trotted she was thrown about. The bouts lifted her up and dropped her back brutally on the cock. She shouted out loud “ahs” as the large unrelenting cock ravaged her. The camel went faster and she was fucked with an increasing animalness.
“Ah! Oh my! Stop!” Aeishwarya screamed. But the fucking was relentless. “I might fall,” she said, actually feeling her thighs turning to jelly and her insides boiling to a melting point.
Large strong hands swept around her and held her around the shoulders like a harness. She was now completely pinioned with only the cunt reaming the cock. She sobbed and cried out, “I am cumming! Oh, I am cumming! Ah! Stop, stop, stop!” she wailed, fucking down with more ferocity if the camel slowed down.
He slowed the camel down and she responded by hammering down on his cock hard and fast.
“Come! Come!” she hissed. “Finish, happy?!” she pleaded.
He brought the camel to halt. He cupped her buttocks and lifted her up. He raised her body so that her cunt was just around his head and then with supreme control and strength that made her feel like a toy in his hands, he moved her up and down to fuck him and caress the spots on his cock that would make him cum.
“I come!” he announced and then proceeded to let her lower and stabbed her deeper with each thrust as his seed came boiling up. When he shot streams of cum into her, her ass was resting on his cock fully so that he was deep in her.
By the time he jerked and recoiled to cum again she was almost off him. When he dropped her the semen shot up and he spurted in to her again.
Aeishwarya came for the millionth time on that ride as he made her ride him up and down with each spurt. She filled and flooded and then flowed down and drenched them both.
His jerking slowed and he spewed lesser and lesser. Gently he let the camel walk again and if there was any thing left in either of them the grind of cunt over cock squeezed out all the juices like a mortar grinds a pestle and those masalas get made.
Aeishwarya quivered, shivered and trembled in release as she received her best ever post-release massage. It extended her orgasm manifold. She came thoroughly, copiously and endlessly. She leaned back and nuzzled his face and even those caresses against her face seemed to make her cum some more. Forever and ever, every cell in her body seemed to release orgasmically.
As he receded she slid as if unhooked from a tether and landed back on the cotton quilt and between his legs. They stayed snuggled till he brought the camel to a halt on a small plateau.
With a few clicks and calls to the camel, it sat down. He got off and quickly unrolled a carpet from the side and laid it out for.
“Madam, lie. Stars!” he said with a sweeping gesture to the skies. Aeishwarya got off the camel and looked up, unsteady on her quivering legs. She gasped as the sky surprised her. It was sprayed with a million white dots like flecks of paint and there was hardly a black patch. Sand stretched endlessly in all directions, shimmering in the white light.
There was a nip in the air and a gentle wafting breeze and perfect silence, bar the occasional noise from the jaws of the camel. As if by magic he laid out cushion after cushion and she collapsed on the soft heap, lying under the brilliant night sky.
As he had been when she first walked out to the dunes, he merged into the sandscape, leaving her alone to enjoy the beauty of nature that she had set out for.
She might have dozed for a bit. That was not surprising. The day had been hot and tiring and the unexpected but invigorating fuck had drained her of all stresses. Her wonderfully relaxed body gratefully sank into sleep
She awoke with a start. She knew not how long she had slept.
“Are you there?” she called out, somewhat afraid.
“Yes, Madam,” came his strong reassuring voice. “Me here.”
“Where?” she asked. And he appeared before her, his silhouette rising majestically over her.
“You are amazing!” Aeishwarya murmured her hand lazily wandering under her blouse. Her breasts felt alive and she remembered that she had never been fucked without her breasts having been even touched.
“You, beautiful!” he replied, looking down at her.
“Sit down,” she said patting the carpet next to where she was lying.
He sat down and she turned towards him. She reached out to feel his hard, muscled body. He was strong and she remembered the way he had lifted her effortlessly with one hand while shoving the cotton quilt under her.
Aeishwarya felt out his arms. Yes, they were as strong as she had felt them lifting her. And then his chest. And slowly her hand slowly wandered down his chest, more out of curiosity than anything else. They had fucked but she had barely felt him except in whatever was essential to their encounter.
She didn’t mean to touch his cock but barely had Aeishwarya crossed his cummerbund when she felt the proud, large, rearing head of his cock on the back of her hand. She was surprised. They had just fucked and drained each other a while ago – she didn’t know how far back for she had lost her sense of time.
Her hand lightly touched and felt his erection. He was magnificent. She shivered as she remembered the monster on which she was impaled. And within a short while he was monstrous again. Her cunt slickened as she felt need again.
Aeishwarya’s fingers felt out his contours and she wandered lower and gathered his sac in her palm. She leaned forward and kissed the cockhead. She tasted freshness- he had washed. She liked that. She opened her mouth wider and took the pillar of his cock between her lips, pulling him closer to her mouth.
His hand gently went to the back of her head as if he had been here before and rocked into her. She opened her mouth as wide as she could and throated him best as she could. It was not a perfect position and she felt strained and fell back, wiping her lips with the back of her hand.
He kneeled between her legs and unbuttoned her blouse. Her body shone by the light of the moon. She arched her back, her breasts and nipples aching. Aeishwarya hastened to undo her bra and slipped the straps off.
He knelt forward and brought his lips tantalizingly close to her nipple. He watched, long, erect and aching to be touched. He kissed the very tip very quickly several times, then sucked it in and then in a larger gulp sucked in her entire breast making her cry out in agonized pleasure.
He sucked till he thought he felt milk and till she thought her life was quivering on that tip. And then he moved lower to her stomach, kissing, sucking and nibbling. Finally, he reached her pussy and kissed her, licked at her, tasting both of them.
She raised her legs and wrapped them around his head as he continued to kiss and suck at her. She thrust against his mouth and took whatever pleasure she could get.
His kissing and sucking was eager and unfocused but it gave her pleasure because of the rusticity of his approach.
He came up from between her legs and his tongue drew a line to the other unattended breast. This one he lashed with his tongue before biting her nipple gently making her cry out.
Still kneeling between her legs, he lifted her up as if Aeishwarya was a lightweight doll. She spread her legs and brought them around his hips. Holding each buttock in his large hands he brought her down on his once-more-eager cock and set her down on his cock.
They kissed for the first time. She tasted herself on his lips. Wildly aroused, she raised herself up on her haunches and fucked down. He lifted her off and dropped her. She came instantly in a series of shivers. Kicking her legs in the air she freed herself and lay back, holding her arms out invitingly.
He mounted her again. She gasped out in surprise as he seemed much more difficult to accommodate as she lay back. He fucked her hard and fast.
His sweat dripped onto her torso and slowly flowed down to mingle with the mess between their legs.
Aeishwarya felt him rear into her womb with a bulging head with every fuck.
“Oh god!” she thought. “hot and deep in my womb!”
She screamed out shattering the stillness of the desert night. “Fuck me! Fuck! Oh fuck!” she whimpered, gripping him, clawing him, beating against him.
He howled as her nails dug one hand into his chest and the other on his buttock. His cum released into her in huge gobs as if he had not released for weeks whereas it had been hardly any time.
They pounded into each other as the each beat an orgasm out of the other and then they collapsed in a heap and slept in exhaustion.
It was much later when he woke her.
He packed the beast and lifted her on. They wended their way back to her hotel. Half way through, she turned around and sat on his lap facing him, head on his shoulder.
Still later, she felt a new arousal from him between her legs and she hoisted herself up marveling at his virility.
“This one for him,” Aeishwarya said to herself and proceeded to fuck him to a finish even as the hotel came up. She climbed off his rapidly receding cock and staggered back to the hotel, her muscles aching from the beautifully romantic night out there in the deserts of Som, near Jaisalmer.
Before Aeishwarya went to bed she took a moment to wonder whether Krishna would want to fuck a complete stranger or not?
Aeishwarya in Goa (Public Sex, Stranger Sex)
“Baby?” she said, getting his attention.
“Yeah?” he replied, noncommittal.
They were in Goa vacationing in the summers.
“I want to try something new, sexually.”
He put down his book and turned to face her. “You have my attention. What’s up?”
“You remember how we fucked with Madhura and then that stranger you brought?” She was sitting between his legs and rubbing his already hardening cock.
“Yeah?”
“And then my nights in Rajasthan?” She took out the cock and kissed it.
“And I also remember when you let me that intern from the office
“So,” Krishna continued, “What’s your plan?”
“I don’t know yet,” Aeishwarya replied, “But I’ll figure something out. I’ll let you know.” She took the cock in her mouth and started sucking wildly.
Krishna put his hands in her thick hair and fucked her mouth like a piston and he came in her mouth after a few minutes.
“So?” he prompted. She was still between his legs and he was playing with her boobs.
“Okay, this is what I imagine. At Candolim Beach, there are apparently a few places people go to hook up and have sex. It’s back in the dunes, off the actual beach.”
Candolim Beach was a 90 minute drive.
“See,” Aeishwarya continued, “There are a few areas that are ignored by police and too far from families to make a difference. It’s far enough away that we most likely won’t know anyone and if it doesn’t work out, we can enjoy a beach day and swim. I looked at swinger clubs, but I would get jealous of you getting fucked by some hot chick. Bars seem seedy and the beach makes perfect sense. A lot of married guys have ads online for sex and meet there. So, married guys equals no-strings, no serious threats of violence or danger, and no disease, generally. They’d be more afraid of getting caught then we would. We could go, check it out and go from there.”
“Okay, let’s do it,” he said.
Aeishwarya wiggled in anticipation beneath his hands. She took his balls in her mouth and licked his cock till it was hard again. Then stripping of her clothes she gave Krishna a hard titjob till he came on her boobs
Saturday morning dawned cloudless and warm. Aeishwarya and Krishna showered and ate breakfast. They rode in the car, the radio being the only sound. Both were quiet with their own thoughts. Neither had doubts or concerns. When they got to the beach, they would adjust their plans accordingly. If anything went wrong, they would bug out. No worries.
They had gone over their game plan the night before. It made Krishna feel like he was rehearsing a warning order back in the military. First and foremost, any “Stop” from Aeishwarya meant stop. They didn’t have a safe word or any fancy hand signal. A loud, single “Stop” was all that was required. She would pick and choose from whoever was up there. Krishna would only voice an opinion if he had serious concerns. They walked through a few different scenarios and reactions to the situations. Krishna first thought the intense planning would take away any sexiness, but he was wrong. Not only did they feel comfortable about everything, they both got worked up talking about Aeishwarya fucking other guys. Krishna almost split Aeishwarya in two last night. And she had never been so loud orgasming. He smiled to himself. This might work out.
They paid the state park fee and parked a little away from the beach. There were a few families out, but it really wasn’t hot enough for serious sunbathers. He voiced his concern.
“You think there’ll be anyone out today?”
Aeishwarya smiled. “You should have read those ads. There will be plenty of guys ‘cruising’ around.” She used hand gestures to make the quotation marks.
“Oh,” Krishna laughed, “You’re picking up slang now, huh? You speak the language?”
“Yup. C’mon, it’s over this little rise and there should be a path.”
There was a path. They walked the switchback for fifteen minutes, wandering between trees and dunes and sand. Krishna was listening for sounds of human activity. Aeishwarya looked good in her bikini as she walked in front of him. Despite the winter ending not too long ago, she held onto her tan. She didn’t go to a tanning bed and she looked amazing. She had on a black top that was too tight. Her bottoms had high cuts up the side, not quite a thong.
Krishna wasn’t a slouch, either, though. He glanced down at himself. The few moms they passed earlier ignored their children and gave him full attention. He was tall and ripped. He figured he’d intimidate anyone who gave them problems. He wasn’t worried about violence but he was nervous for Aeishwarya. He hoped everything would work out how she wanted and this would be successful.
“We’re here,” she said very quietly.
“How do you..” He stopped mid-sentence. About 30 yards away was a fat, pasty-looking man sitting on a towel. He was completely naked, his legs were spread and he was slowly masturbating.
Aeishwarya, after stopping a moment, kept moving. The motion and pffts of their feet in the sand caught the man’s attention. He turned his body quickly towards them to afford a better view of his work. His eyes crawled all over Aeishwarya’s body, never going above her neck. Aeishwarya stopped within 10 feet, put her hands on her hips, and watched him jerk off.
“Can I see those tits?” the man rasped.
Aeishwarya looked to Krishna. He shrugged, imperceptibly. This is what they were there for, his shrug said. She decided to let him make the first move and raised her arms over her head. She signaled a touchdown. Krishna read her mind and stepped forward. He adroitly unsnapped her top and it fell to the sand. Aeishwarya folded her arms above her head and stood exposed to the man.
The fat guy stood up. His hand never missed a beat stroking his cock as he moved forward and came within a foot of Aeishwarya’s body. At 5’10, her height put her tits squarely with the guy’s face. Aeishwarya inwardly dared herself to make the next move. This is what she wanted and why she came here.
“You can touch them,” she said.
The fat guy closed the distance, hands and mouth descending on Aeishwarya’s breasts. His hands groped, squeezed, and fondled. He sucked greedily at one nipple, then the other. Aeishwarya noticed the glint of a wedding ring on his hand that grasped at her tits. His hard cock grazed her thigh. She fought the instinct to step back and he moved closer, rubbing his dick against her leg. Aeishwarya looked over his head and made eye contact with her husband. She smiled.
Krishna wasn’t sure how he’d react to seeing another man touch his wife. His heart was thundering away in his chest after he took off her top. His cock sprang to life as the man took his wife’s tits in his hands and mouth. Krishna’s erection throbbed even harder as he watched his wife’s hands snake between the two bodies and reach for the man’s crotch.
The guy’s body bucked and fat visibly rippled when Aeishwarya took him in her hands. She rubbed his balls with the palm of one hand and pumped his cock with the other. She enjoyed the feeling of a man’s cock in her hand. The fat guy was smaller, maybe 4 inches long, but very warm and very smooth. She rubbed his dick and played with his balls. He suddenly looked confused when she pushed him off her body. Aeishwarya’s knees hit the sand. She leaned forward and exhaled on his cock. He shifted his hips forward and his cock slid along Aeishwarya’s cheek. She pushed his gut up and swiveled her head.
“Oh, god!” the guy cried as his cock disappeared into Aeishwarya’s mouth. His body trembled as her lips made contact with his drooping belly. He took her head in his hands and started to pump, fucking her mouth. Aeishwarya let him work away. Krishna wasn’t always gentle, they had rough sex before, but this guy was frenzied. She was topless, on her knees, letting a random man stick his cock in her mouth. She felt a few pearls of pussy juice run down her leg. She fought to keep his momentum from knocking them both over while slurping and sucking on his dick.
Aeishwarya put a hand on the guy’s large stomach. He slowed to a halt. Krishna watched her head start moving, sliding her tongue over the guy’s cock. She licked along the bottom, sucked on his balls, and occasionally deep-throated him. The fat guy put his hands on his hips and let her work him over. He watched for a few seconds, then turned to Krishna.
“You guys married?” he asked, between grunts of pleasure.
Krishna didn’t expect to interact verbally with anyone, “Yeah.”
The guy, holding Krishna’s gaze, put his hand on the back of Aeishwarya’s head and forced her all the way down his cock. He pumped his hips a few times and let her go. She waited a beat, then started bobbing up and down on his dick again.
“Your wife sucks some serious cock. I was going to fuck her, but I think I might let her swallow my cum.” He looked down, “What do you want, baby, a mouthful or a pussy full of cum?”
Aeishwarya pulled her mouth of the guy’s dick.
“You’re coming in a condom no matter what. You pick.”
The fat guy looked crestfallen. It was odd, Krishna thought, since a topless woman half his age was licking his balls right now.
“I’ll take pussy,” he said, sounding crushed.
If Krishna thought it was odd, Aeishwarya found it insulting. She blew up at the guy.
“What? Like it’s a bad choice? Fuck you, you old bastard, you’re getting nothing!”
He pleaded and begged, apologizing and looking very sorry, but Aeishwarya paid him no mind. She put on her bikini top and started walking down the trail. Krishna gave the fat guy five seconds of direct eye contact. The fat guy went silent and started jerking off again, watching Aeishwarya walk away.
“You believe that shit?” she asked no one in particular. “I’m sucking his dick, about to fuck him, and he’s pissed about a condom. That guy will never get anything like this unless he’s paying someone.”
Krishna spoke after a minute, “I’m sorry he messed up the experience.”
Aeishwarya laughed. “He didn’t. I was soaking wet back there. It was so hot for me to be working over a random dick. I loved it and it was everything I expected. It’s too bad that guy was a jerk, the fat fuck, or I could have finished him off. Let’s find someone else. Here.” She stopped walking. “May as well look the part.”
Aeishwarya reached back and pulled off her top. Letting it hit the ground, she eased the strings of her bikini bottoms over her hips and down her tan legs. She stepped out of them, fully naked, and kept walking. Krishna, trailing, leaned over the pick up the suit. He caught up with her, amazed at what she was doing. His wife was fully naked, walking along a path as comfortably as if she were out for hike. With clothes on. This almost turned him on as much as their earlier encounter.
They walked in silence, passing one man with eyes bugging out of his head and a pair of guys who were much more interested in what lay under Krishna’s shorts. She stopped in front of him again and turned towards a clump of trees. Under the shade, two guys in their early 20s laid naked. They were watching her with interest. Aeishwarya headed toward them.
“Hi, guys,” she said, cheerfully.
They greeted her, eyeing her up and down.
“Do either one of you have anything against condoms?” she asked.
The two guys looked at each other and smiled. No, of course they didn’t. The condom was an important safe sex tool, they confided to her. She smiled.
“Good. We can fuck then.”
The blonde guy grinned broadly and shook his head, “Nah, thanks. My girlfriend would be pissed.”
The dark-haired kid, who seemed a little younger then his buddy, looked scared. His eyes flicked to Krishna and he stuttered over his words.
“I, uh, don’t know about that,” he said.
“What?” Aeishwarya asked, “Are you intimidated by my husband? Sure, he could snap both of you in half, but he likes watching me do this. Move over.”
She joined the kid on his blanket. Looking up at his face, she gently planted kisses on his stomach. He jerked at the first couple of touches, then calmed down. Aeishwarya kept eye contact as she slowly wandered lower and lower. Her nails lightly raked his thighs. His eyes kept moving from her to Krishna, but his cock was steadily hardening. She changed directions and moved her face up his body, over his pecs, to his ear.
“Can I lick your balls?” she breathed.
He nodded. Aeishwarya slid back down, grazing his skin with her nipples as she licked a trail down his torso. She inhaled the musky scent of his crotch. She ran the blade of her tongue on his hairless balls. Aeishwarya appreciated the shaved look and didn’t like contending with hair. She gave Krishna a smile and blew him a kiss and took the kid’s dick in her mouth. Within fifteen minutes, she had sucked on two different random cocks. She loved it.
The kid pulled back almost immediately. Aeishwarya surged forward, not allowing his dick to come out of her mouth. He was shy, she thought. With only some difficulty, she deepthroated his cock. He was longer and thicker then the first guy and she worked to fit him down. Her tongue wiggled left and right on the underside of the kid’s dick while her head bobbed up and down his shaft. The kid’s body tensed and she slowed down.
Krishna watched enough porn to know the face of a man close to blowing his load. He tossed a condom at the kid. Aeishwarya snatched it, ripped the foil, and had it on in moments. She shoved the kid hard and he fell on his back. Aeishwarya climbed right on top and straddled him. She reached behind her, took him in her hand, and impaled herself on his cock. Gasping, she felt his cock fill her pussy. She sat for a second; thrilled that she was atop this guy. She didn’t know his name and didn’t care. She rocked her hips and watched his back arch. The kid reached up and took her tits in his hands. He squeezed them as Aeishwarya moved her body back and forth.
Krishna watched his wife fuck the kid. She was an expert on top, using her body, controlling the rhythm, and causing all sorts of exquisite pleasure. The kid grabbed her boobs and was holding on to dear life while she slid up and down. She would ease herself almost off his cock, only the tip in her pussy and slam back down. She teased him for minutes, and finally built up speed and took his hands off her tits. She leaned forward on his wrists, pinning them against his towel by his head. She fucked him hard, grinding her clit into his pelvis, milking his cock with her pussy. Aeishwarya tensed and bucked as spasms shot through her body.
“Ahh!” she cried out, orgasming hard. Without missing a beat, she kept working the kid’s dick with her pussy. She urged him on.
“You like this, baby? You like your dick in me? You like me fucking your hard cock? Cum for me, baby. I want you to feel good.”
The kid cried out, his hips thrusting into Aeishwarya. His entire body trembled as he came hard. Breathing heavily, he collapsed on the blanket. Aeishwarya gently pulled herself off his deflating dick and laid next to him. She gently stroked his arm with a fingernail and enjoyed the afterglow of her own orgasm.
The kid caught his breath and looked at her. His eyelids were droopy and he looked ready for a nap.
“What’s your..”
She put a finger to his lips and shushed him. She stood up, waved at the young men, took Krishna’s hand, and walked back to the path.
After walking five minutes, she led Krishna off the path. She knelt in front of him, yanked down his pants and bobbed on his cock. Krishna, already near the boiling point, felt cum bubble up from his balls. Aeishwarya pulled on his sack with one hand and rubbed his asshole with a fingertip while she worked his dick with her mouth. He watched all 8″ disappear into her mouth for the first time ever. The image of her fucking the kid brought him over the edge and he came hard. Aeishwarya swallowed every drop.
She wiped her mouth with the back of her arm and stood, hugging him. He held her back.
“So?” he asked, knowing the answer.
“First, that just there was a thank you for your support. I love you so much. And I think we’re on to something.”
Smiling, he waited for her to put on her bathing suit. Holding hands, they walked back to their car.
Wedding Night (Romance)[Part 1]
When Aeishwarya got out of the shower, she saw that Krishna had already gone down to greet the guests. She walked over to her dressed and found a small box with a note saying “wear this tonight with your Saree.” Aeishwarya opened the box was inside was a pair of black lace bra and panties. She felt the material and it had the freshness and softness of a brand new pair. She lifted it up and found a surprise. Both cups of the bra as well of the crotch of the panties had slits down right through the middle. The material was kept together by and small string tied in a bow in all thee places. Aeishwarya just blinked for a second and then smiled very mischievously.
She toweled herself dry, rolled on her deodorant and sprayed her favorite body spray on her. Rose with a touch of Jasmine; Krishna always enjoyed it whenever they were intimate. She then picked up the bra and examined it again. The slits looked provocative and she noticed that the sting was undoable allowing the slits to completely open. Aeishwarya started getting all sorts of naughty thought and had to shake her head to bring her back to her senses. She was expected down soon and she had to get ready. She wore the bra first and then slipped on her panties. When she bent down to wear her Petticoat (skirt worn inside the Saree) she felt her pussy lips pushing against the slit trying to slip out. Not the most comfortable feeling, but certainly an erotic factor.
Aeishwarya wore a very exquisite chiffon Saree with gold embroideries and a red trim. She tied it low below the navel, just above the hip accentuating her almost flat tummy. The material was very sheer and when she draped the long end over her body, it did nothing to hide her belly and prominent navel. The accompanying sleeveless blouse was made of silk with a deep and board back and a V-neck pattern. She could feel her nipples pushing through the slit and occasionally peeking out as she wore the blouse. The ample bra covered bosoms was confined by thee hooks that kept the blouse from opening up. The Saree drape again did nothing to hide the cleavage that was bulging out of the blouse. She could feel her nipple brushing against the lips blouse and getting hard frequently. This was going to be a very interesting night Aeishwarya thought to herself.
Next came the jewelry and she wanted it to be extra special. She started with items she knew would get Krishna’s attention. First she wore her payal (anklets), then the thin gold waist chat with the pendant resting right below the navel. She wore her wedding chain or Mangal Sutra which is the mark of every Indian married woman. She put on her wedding rings on her henna covered hands, and complimented them with her toe ring on her henna covered feet. She wore matching earrings and put the finishing touches on her outfit by putting on a small decorative Bindi (forehead décor) on her forehead, followed by the Teeka (hair pendant) that hung just below her hair line above her Bindi.
She looked in the mirror and admired herself for a second. She had a sly smile on her face because she knew that Krishna was going to be floored. He always commented on her beauty and she knew that he loved her with all his heart. She wanted to see the look of awe on his face when she he saw him and experience the feeling of love, satisfaction and desire wash over her. She wanted to see his expression when she told him that she was wearing his favorite pair or bra and panties he had selected for her and knowing that in such a formal occasion he would be powerless to give into his lust, she wanted to see his agony.
But Aeishwarya knew that she too would pay the price for his because know what lay ahead after the function was already causing her heart to flutter. Thinking about Krishna’s prowess and sexual energy, which she had experienced many times, was causing her body to respond and awaken her own sexual desires. Forcing herself to calm down, she took deep breaths and walked out of the bedroom.
Aeishwarya walked down the stairs and into the hall leading to the living room. Krishna was busy entertaining for of the early arrivals. He turned his head and almost bumped into the server when his eyes found Aeishwarya. He gave a brad grin and winked her at approvingly. He mouthed the words “love you” and as Aeishwarya smilingly went on her way, Krishna just gave a deep sigh counting the hours till he would enjoy his just rewards.
This was a very festive night in the household as Krishna and Aeishwarya were hosting Krishna’s brothers’ reception. The wedding had taken place three days ago, and while the reception was going to be in a banquet hall of a luxury hotel, a number of the family had gathered at their place before heading out together. While segregation was never an issue, the older generation always preferred to stay within the sexes. So while Krishna was busy entertaining the uncles, and the grand parents, Aeishwarya was busy taking care of the ladies’ needs. Also the women who needed to make last minute adjustments to their wardrobe or makeup, all wanted Aeishwarya’s opinion. She was somewhat of an expert in this area and was well accepted and respected ad the best looking and best dressed woman of the family.
Aeishwarya’s cell phone buzzed and she picked it up to see a text message from Krishna. Smiling she checked it and it said “U LK SXY”. She felt her face flush. While she and Krishna weren’t newly weds, the wedding atmosphere had caused her to reminisce a lot about her own wedding three years ago.
At around eight O’clock, everyone started to get ready to leave when Aeishwarya’s phone buzzed again. Krishna had sent another message “I WNT U.” This time Aeishwarya felt a shiver run through her. She had been right, Krishna was counting the minutes to tonight and he wasn’t going to make the wait easy for her either.
The bride and groom were staying in the honeymoon suite of the same hotel. Krishna and Aeishwarya along with the rest of the family and guests arrived at the hall, and the couple went up to the honeymoon suite to help the bride and groom come down. Krishna immediately started back slapping his brother in a “well done” fashion while teasing his new sister-in- law. Aeishwarya in typical sisterly fashion chided the two men.
“Don’t tease her, you men. This is her special time.” Aeishwarya admonished. But part of her was thinking how the bride and groom must have made love the past three nights. Just the thought of it brought back vivid and graphic memories of her wedding night. The rush with which her body responded to the sexual scenes in her mind surprised even her and she excused herself to go to the bathroom.
She was not surprised to see a pair of very sexy and very revealing lingerie hanging on the bathroom. Pink was a very good color for the bride as it complimented her fair skin and the pink lace thong panties were exquisite. Her curiosity got the best of her so she looked closer and smiled to find the crotch smeared with dried pussy juices. Aeishwarya was getting wetter thinking about their sex-filled night. Wanting to regain composure, she wet a towel with cold water and gently patted her neck to cool herself down.
When she came out Aeishwarya saw the guys chatting in the couch and the bride was looking at her. Aeishwarya looked at her, gestured at the bathroom, and smiled, caused the bride to turn a bright crimson red.
“Did you have fun?” Aeishwarya whispered walking over to her. “C’mon we’re sisters now, you can tell me.”
“Yes I did.” She smiled back. “He’s very good” she continued blushing even more.
Aeishwarya was getting horny hearing this, and felt her pussy moisten. Imagining the bride and groom in the throes of their passion in the bed she was sitting on was an erotic thought.
“Any juicy details?” She inquired.
“Well” was a very hesitant reply. After a moments silence she said “he’s got a very talented mouth” and turned away.
“Just like his brother” Thought Aeishwarya. She looked at her husband and who looked back at her and winked. She smiled and felt her pussy moisten even more.
When the bride was ready, the foursome walked into the banquet hall to applause as Krishna and Aeishwarya escorted the newlyweds to the stage. The reception was a grand affair with guests from all over. After the ceremonial festivities, dinner was served and Krishna and Aeishwarya sat next to the bride and groom in their pace of honor at the head table.
Once the diner had been served Krishna’s lust went into overdrive. First he moved his hand behind Aeishwarya’s back running his finger across it and then trailed his fingers up and down her exposed spine. Aeishwarya sucked in air a she felt Krishna’s hot touch yet teasing touch.
“Please stop it honey, not here” Aeishwarya whispered.
Krishna smiled and moved his hand back. Aeishwarya relaxed a little thanking her starts that her husband complied. She was busy enjoy her meal when she suddenly jumped a little in her seat. The people closest to her turned their head but Aeishwarya composed herself and smiled everyone away. Unbeknownst to everyone else, using a guise of picking up the spoon, Krishna had slipped under the table and slipped his hand under her Saree and caressed her leg starting his wife.
Aeishwarya composed herself again but didn’t say anything. Krishna behaved himself through the rest of the dinner and when dessert was served he took a small spoonful and slowly fed his wife the first bite. Aeishwarya loved his sweetness and took the bite in her mouth. Then to tease Krishna, she extended her tongue and licked her lips making Krishna’s eyes go wide.
Seeing that everyone was still busy, he winked at Aeishwarya and before she could react, he was under the table again. Trying to maintain composure, Aeishwarya could feel Krishna’s hand snake up her leg under the Saree and gently start to caress her inner thighs. She felt his hand getting closer and closer to her crotch so involuntarily she parted her legs wider. Krishna got the message and rubbed his fingers on the crevice of her groin and on the elastic of her panties. Aeishwarya parted her legs wider hoping for his finger on her now wet pussy, but Krishna removed his hand and was back up.
She looked at him with a mixture of excitement, disappointment and inquisitiveness. Krishna just replied “tonight.”
Not wanting to be left behind, Aeishwarya placed her hand on his crotch and felt it semi hard and started give it short squeezes under the table. She could feel Krishna start to lose control now and get hard. His cock was not forming a tent in his pants and as he closed his eyes in enjoyment, she removed her hand.
When Krishna looked at her, she simply winked at him and said “tonight.”
After dinner, the dance floor was inaugurated by the first dance between the bride and groom. Krishna and Aeishwarya followed with and performed an exquisite slow dance number. Krishna was very well trained in ballroom dancing and Aeishwarya has been an eager student after marriage. After a number by the Brides bother and his wife, the floor was opened to everyone and the next few hours were a mixture of dancing and drinking.
Aeishwarya and Krishna used the opportunity to get tease each other even more. More than often, Krishna placed his hands on his wife’s ass and squeezed them over and over again. Aeishwarya would feel his cock over his trousers and at one moment they took a small detour into a corridor and started making out.
Both were dying to give into their lust, but being a host had its responsibilities. Krishna kissed his wife passionate smearing her lipstick. He kissed her neck urgently as she hugged him. However, their stolen moments were interrupted by sounds of footsteps, so Aeishwarya broke their embraced and ran into the ladies room to fix herself again. Krishna just sighed in exasperation and went to the bar to get a very cold drink. They stole moments again a few times but that only accomplished in increasing their desires.
Finally, the night came to an end. After the guests departed, Krishna took take of the hotel paperwork, and he and Aeishwarya escorted they honeymoon couple to their suite again. The experienced couple simply winked at their counterparts before saying “Have a good time” on their way out.
Aeishwarya and Krishna looked at each other and almost sprinted to their car. Krishna drove back home breaking all the speeding laws while Aeishwarya continuously rubbed his thigh. Both new it wasn’t a great idea and wasn’t the safest thing to do, but their minds had shut down a long time ago. They were going on pure lust and passion now.
Krishna screeched into his drive way, and both ran into the house. Krishna shut the door and pinned his wife on it as he started kissing her, finally giving into his lust. They kissed right there for a long time and then Aeishwarya broke apart.
“We’ve waited so long, let’s make this night extra special.” She looked at him and continued. “Why don’t you freshen up here, give me a few minutes and then come up.”
Krishna was silent for a second and the look in Aeishwarya’s eyes told him that if we agreed, he wouldn’t regret it one bit. “Okay” he said and kissed his wife one more time.
Aeishwarya went up to the bedroom and closed the door. She lit the bedroom with candles around the room and gently played a soft CD. She freshened herself, and sprayed a light helping of jasmine body spray to compliment the flowers she was wearing in her hair. She looked in the mirror to make sure her Saree and her jewelry still looked perfect. The short encounters of the night had repeatedly made her go to the bathrooms and adjust herself. She turned on the window mounted air-condition to keep the room cool during the night. Imitating her own wedding night and how the bride would now be sitting in her bridal suite, Aeishwarya sat on the neatly made bed, eyes downcast; her back to the bedroom door. She pulled her up legs and draped her henna covered arms around them. She was ready to re-live her wedding night. Her mind was ready, her body was ready and her soul was ready. The only difference was that this time she was going to be a VERY active participant and was going to give Krishna a night he wasn’t going to forget any time soon
When Krishna walked in he saw his beautiful wife’s back towards him. He quietly locked the room for a moment just stood there admitting his wife’s profile. He took a few steps towards her and whispered.
“Aeishwarya, come to me,” and stretched out his arms.
Aeishwarya slowly turned around and looked at him, shivers going though her body at the sound of his voice and her heart hammering against her ribcage. Aeishwarya got up and slowly walked towards him, her lags shaking with excitement. Playing the part of the bride, she stopped a couple of feet away from him looking at the floor.
The smell of jasmine had greeted Krishna. Although Krishna much preferred her natural scent to any perfume, he appreciated her effort to make herself desirable to him. He put a finger under Aeishwarya’s chin and gently raised her face. Her large, liquid eyes met his and he saw a deep lust in her eyes. He had never before seen her so excited. He was rather surprised but he guessed that being at the wedding the entire evening and their teases had left both of them extremely wanting. Aeishwarya’s excitement was igniting his own passion and Krishna also started getting breathless and felt his cock harden and swell. He gently caressed her face with his fingertips, allowing them to drag across her smooth forehead, soft cheeks, and moist, half open lips. Aeishwarya gently held his finger between her teeth as it slipped inside her lips.
Krishna closed the distance between this and places his lips on hers. Tenderly for a second and then as if there was an explosion in both of them, Aeishwarya and Krishna wrapped their arms around them and kisses with the animal passion that had been fighting to get out all through the evening. Their lips crushed each other and their tongues feeling their hot mouths.
Aeishwarya slipped her hand through his head and pulled him in closer. Her urgency was very evident. She sucked on his tongue and his lips. She could feet Krishna’s hot hand rubbing against her lower back. She loved the fact that he wanted her just as much as she did.
Krishna broke the kiss and kissed Aeishwarya’s exposed neck. This was Aeishwarya’s biggest weakness and it always make her knees go week.
“Ohhhh Krishna!” Aeishwarya had started moaning under her breath and hugged him even tighter.
Krishna felt his wife trembling and he picked her up in his arms. She held on to him around his neck as he carried her to the bed. He placed her gently on the mattress just the way she was seated when he entered the room and sat facing her. Aeishwarya looked at him as Krishna slowly picked up her right foot and kissed the top. He kissed again this time right where her anklet was dangling. He kissed his way down her foot and gently kissed her big toe.
Their eyes met and he saw Aeishwarya’s looking at him unblinkingly. Without breaking eye contact, he kissed her toes one at a time. He moved his lips over her middle toe and slowly took it in his mouth and slowly to roll his tongue around it as he sucked it.
Aeishwarya could feel his tongue working magic as her body was starting to get hotter. Despite the Ac being on, she started to feel beads of perspiration form on her chest. She could feel his toe sucking send electrifying impulses to her pussy. Her nipples were getting harder and had slipped out through the lips and were pushing against the silk blouse. The pussy juices had already soaked her panties this evening and her puffed and sex-craving pussy lips were pushing out of the slit.
Krishna sucked on her toes for a while and enjoyed watching his sexy wide squirm with desire. He slowly, very deliberately took the toe from his mouth, giving it one last lick before kissing up the foot again. This time he didn’t stop at the Anklet but ever so slowly raised the Saree up exploring her leg inch by inch. Krishna continued kissing Aeishwarya’s exposed flesh as he slowly bared her leg. He stopped at her knees and then slowly moved to the other leg. He kissed down the leg and licked around the anklet. Again not breaking eye contact, he kissed her toes and again sucked on the middle toe.
Even though Aeishwarya was expecting this, as her toe entered his mouth, her pussy started to throb and she started to contracts her pussy involuntarily feeling her juices seep out.
“Oh Krishna, please it’s too much!” Aeishwarya began to please. “Don’t tease me anymore.”
Heeding his wife’s needs he slowly slid up her body to her face and kissed her passionately. He could sense the fire in his wife that he had been waiting for but was going to ensure that this was going to be a night she wasn’t going to forget either.
Wedding Night (Romance)[Part 2]
Continued from Part 1
He slipped her Saree’s long drape off her and kissed her shoulder. Krishna slowly moved to her back and kissed her exposed back. He licked a trail on her spine from her neck to the blouse trap in the middle of the back. Aeishwarya moaned even louder this time. Krishna kissed her neck again, more passionate this time, his lips sucking on the nape and pilling her skin as he pilled his lips back.
“Ohhh God, I love it when you do that.” Aeishwarya sighed.
Reach from behind her, Krishna slowly cupped her bra covered breast and he continued to shower her neck with kisses. The combination of gentle caresses on her breasts and the passionate kisses on her neck had started to make her pussy drip her juices. The clit in her panties was doing nothing to absorb her wetness and she could feel the liquid starting to drip. She cross her legs and squeeze your pussy with her thighs, squeeze more and more juice out.
With expert fingers Krishna unhooked the blouse and gently pulled it back and down her sleeves. Discarding the item, he was please to see Aeishwarya’s nipples poking out of the bra slits just as he had hoped they would when he bought them. The nipples were darker than normal indicating Aeishwarya’s arousal. Krishna good feel his body get hotter as the sight and he made Aeishwarya lay on her back as he slid over her. He kissed her chest and her cleavage tasting her beads of sweat and getting more aroused by her heat.
Moving further down, he saw the poking nipple hard and aching for satisfaction. Krishna lick the nipple gently, flicking the nipple back and forth. Aeishwarya couldn’t take it anymore, and pulled his head into her chest. Krishna, Sucked on the bra covered breasts with a vigor that surprised both of them. He used his teeth to undo the bow allowed the whole breasts to slip out of the bra cup. He cupped the breasts with his hand and sucked on the nipple, rolling his tongue over it. His other hand undid the bow of the other cup and started caressing the breasts as his mouth continued ravaging this one. He let the nipple out of his mouth and sucked on the breasts just below the nipple. Using his lips he sucked the flesh and gently bit on it causing a mixture of pain and pleasure to his beloved bride. Aeishwarya was running her fingers though his hair and squirming under his weight.
Krishna slowly released the fresh love bite from his mouth and moved to the other breasts and this time sucked on the flesh just above the nipple. Aeishwarya loved her husbands love bites as they were a reminder of their sex for days! Sometimes just the sight of these marks aroused Aeishwarya so much that she would jump on Krishna for another round of unbridled sex.
When Krishna lifted his head, Aeishwarya pulled him to her lips again kissed his wildly. She unbuttoned his button hastily and his shirt was off in an instant. She ran her hands over his taught body. Krishna was very athletic and took pride in his physique. Also since Aeishwarya was such a knockout, he wanted to make sure he always complimented her physically as well. She traced her finger tips over his chest and on his nipples, and then slowly down to his well defined abs.
Krishna kissed Aeishwarya’s cleavage again and kissed his way down her to navel. He slowly circled his tongue around her navel and kissed her belly button. He licked the entire length of her waist over the waist jewelry she still had on. He moved between her legs started caressing her ankles and calves again. Aeishwarya closed her eyes and allowed herself to savor the sensations. Her nipples tightened even more and she started moaning. Krishna leaned forward and kissed her knees. He then pushed her sari back and exposed her shapely, smooth, hairless thighs. He slowly moved upwards, kissing and stroking her inner thighs, nudging them further apart to allow free access. Aeishwarya was completely in his thrall now. She moaned and thrashed her head from side to side and her hips started jerking up and down.
Krishna reached up, grasped her panties’ bow and undid it to free her very wet velvety petals. Aeishwarya’s pussy was dripping and had formed a big wet spot on her petticoat. The pleasant, musky odor from her wet pussy filled Krishna’s nostrils. He spread her thighs as wide apart as he could and gazed at her exposed pussy. Her entire genital area was covered with soft, curly black pubic hair, just the way he liked it – not too much but enough to make her look like a woman. A small tuft of hair rose up straight near the top of her slit. A few droplets of her pussy juice shone on the tuft.
Swiftly but gently Krishna kissed her exposed pussy lips peeking out from underneath her soft curls. Aeishwarya whimpered softly and thrust upwards again. The bed moved slightly as Aeishwarya squirmed, the blankets shifting underneath her. Her hips writhed ever so slightly, her arms moving slowly away from her body and her fists flexing and relaxing and she cried softly under her breath.
“Please Krishna, pleasure me, lick me, I want you!” Aeishwarya groaned in her lust
Krishna spread her outer lips apart with his fingers and exposed her delicate pink inner lips. They were completely wet and there was a continuous stream of sticky fluid slowly trickling out. Her tight little clitoris peeped out at the top of her slit. Krishna leaned forward and took a deep breath, savoring the musky smell of her pussy. He then lightly drew a finger across her clit. The effect of that light touch was stunning.
“Oh my GOD!” Aeishwarya gasped!
Eagerly Krishna put his mouth against her pussy. His lips brushed against it and Aeishwarya moaned again, her body writhing and twisting against the bed. Krishna pushed his lips closer to her, dragging them across the wet skin of her slit.
Slowly he snaked his tongue out of his mouth, sliding it past his lips, and rubbing it against her hard clit. Her taste ran over his taste buds, and he breathed heavily onto her hot body, cooling it with his breath. With the tip of his tongue he teased the nub, flicking it softly as he listened to Aeishwarya’s cries of pleasure. Carefully he moved his tongue down, tracing the outline of her slit, running his tongue along the lips, avoiding the sopping skin between them.
Aeishwarya’s slick skin seemed to seep even more as he lapped at it, running his tongue along the length of her slit and back up again, tasting her musky juices with his whole mouth. He opened his mouth wider and pushed his tongue inside her slit, flicking at the inside of her pussy and darting out again to run his mouth up towards her clit again.
Flicking rapidly, he brought her clit to an erection that made Aeishwarya gasp with pleasure. She moaned as he ran the length of his tongue over the hard clit, lapping at the sensitive tip until his lips were sore from being held open. Aeishwarya’s whimpers filled Krishna’s ears as she thrust towards his mouth, yearning for more. Krishna looked at the slit, shimmering with her juices, and licked his lips again. I could taste her on his lips.
“Your pussy taste is so intoxicating, I can’t stop.” Krishna breathed in a husky voice.
He bent forward again to lick at her some more and wrapped his lips around her clit, sucking hard at it. Aeishwarya cried out and thrust her hips towards his face, her juices wetting his chin. Krishna shifted his weight on his legs and moved his hand up her leg, stroking the smooth skin with his fingertips until his hand met her pussy. Sliding his first and middle finger into the slick folds of her flesh, he probed her insides, wriggling them around in her hole as he sucked hard on her clit.
Aeishwarya cried out and tightened around his hand, squeezing his fingers with her pussy. Krishna slid his fingers out and loosened his lips for a moment before pushing back inside with vigor and sucking even harder than before. Inside his mouth he flicked her clit with his tongue, tickling the tiny tip of it while he sucked.
“Oh, Krishna!” Aeishwarya cried, her hips thrusting towards his hand as he pumped his fingers in and out of her pussy. Her fragrant skin ground against his face, her hips twisting and gyrating as she writhed on the bed.
Aeishwarya’s breaths became heavier and Krishna could see her chest rising and falling dramatically from between her legs. Still sucking hard and pushing his fingers in and out, he smiled to himself, able to tell that her climax was approaching fast. Her gyrations became more frantic, wilder, and animalistic as she panted. Her hands grabbed fistfuls of the blanket underneath her body and she shrieked piercingly as her pussy began to spasm around his fingers.
“Yes, Now, Yes!!!!” Aeishwarya screamed as the wave of the intense orgasm hit her.
Fingers inside her, Krishna ceased his pumping, and wriggled them around inside Aeishwarya’s soft flesh as she came against his mouth. Her clit seemed to grow larger as her hips pushed upwards, juice flowing from her pussy pouring onto his face. His nostrils inhaled her scent deeply and he groaned against her, sucking hard and long at her pussy as she began to relax. Aeishwarya’s hips fell back down on the bed and Krishna let go of her clit, sliding his fingers out of her wet slit and planted a kiss gently on her thigh.
Softly, he lapped at her juices, licking her clean of her orgasm, as she whimpered and shivered underneath his tongue. Kissing her cooling thigh once more, He slid up the bed, watching as her legs collapsed back down, and lay next to her on the mattress.
Aeishwarya lay silently for a few minutes, her lips parted, and breathing softly through her mouth while her body lay limp next to his. Krishna propped his head in his hand, elevated by his elbow, and looked at her soft features as she recovered from her orgasm. Slowly, her eyes fluttered open, and she looked at him.
“I love you!” Aeishwarya smiled
“I know!” Smiled Krishna, his ego very inflated.
“Well then let me just show you how much then.” Aeishwarya said, getting her second wind and unbuckling his pants. Krishna lay on his back and lifted his hips up as she pulled his pants down. Aeishwarya should see Krishna cock formed a tent in his shorts and she slid her finger in his waist band and pull them down on the way. She was greeting with the sight of his cock saluting her in attention.
Aeishwarya closed a hand around his cock, gripping it lightly. It was hotter than she expected and she could feel it throb. While she had seen his cock countless times, Aeishwarya loved Krishna’s cock. She was fascinated by its cigar shape, a swollen vein running down its length, the small slit on the blunt head wet leaking a thin, sticky fluid. More than anything else, she was captivated by its touch – it was hard and rubbery, yet the skin was so hot, soft, so smooth.
She pulled back the foreskin and stared at the moist, angry red knob she uncovered. The air, already redolent with his musk, became even more charged with his male smell. Her level of arousal suddenly shot up and she almost swooned.
Aeishwarya leaned closer, her hot breath washing over his cock. She stuck out her tongue and lightly licked the pee-slit of his cock, teasing her husband just like he had teased her
“Oh yea,” Krishna exhaled in pleasure, his hips twitching up.
Aeishwarya loved his strong male musk and the rubbery feel of his hot cock. Krishna held her by her hair and guided her tongue and lips around the bulbous head of his cock as she enthusiastically licked it.
“Wow honey, I love the way you lick me. Suck me honey, suck me” Krishna groaned.
Aeishwarya was more than happy to oblige, giving it all she had. Krishna held a hand behind her head and started to jerk his hips in a shallow fucking motion. His cock hit the back of her throat which Aeishwarya took in expertly. Aeishwarya bulled his cock out and gently tickled and caressed his shaft and testicles with her hands. The she took his cock in her mouth and started to suck him off.
As Aeishwarya got down to her task in right earnest, Krishna continued to lightly fuck her mouth. Aeishwarya’s face reflected her arousal and her earnestness in trying to please him. Her full, beautiful lips made an O round his thick cock and her naked breasts bobbed as she moved her mouth back and forth over his wet, shiny shaft. Krishna closed his eyes and enjoyed her hot, mouth pleasuring his cock.
“Oh honey, yea that’s it, its close!” Krishna gasped as he felt his semen course up through his cock and then burst into her mouth in thick, powerful spurts as he orgasmed.
Fully prepared for it, Aeishwarya kept sucking as he unloaded all his juices into her mouth. While she didn’t always let him come in her mouth, tonight both were aroused to new heights and she swallowed every drop and continued to suck him tell she felt his cock slowly start to shrink in her mouth.
Aeishwarya crawled into Krishna’s loving arms and the two embraced each other. While both a little spent from their orgasms, the lust in their eyes was far from quenched. Krishna gently moved his wife hair from her eyes, and looked at her serene face. He kissed her forehead and Aeishwarya gently caressed his body.
Aeishwarya was still dressed in her Saree and petticoat, so Krishna slowly untucked the wrapped clothed and loosened the petticoat knot. In one motion, he took off the two items and pushed them off the bed. He admired Aeishwarya today for the first time in the underwear he had bought especially for her. The slitted bra and panties were an especially naught item and he was awestruck by the way his wife carried it. She was an extremely sexy woman who was willing to try just new things just for his pleasure.
His admiration of his wife started to cause a stir in him that went to his loins. Aeishwarya saw him looking and lusting at her and was amused to see his cock start to stir again. She reach down and gently held it in his hand. While it wasn’t hard, it was still emanating a lot of heat. Aeishwarya turned on her stomach and immediately engulfed the cock in her mouth. She was able to take the whole thing in since it was still soft, and started rolling her tongue all over it.
“Wow! That’s feel amazing!” was all Krishna could manage before laying on his back and letting Aeishwarya continue her onslaught. As his cock was started to get longer and harder in her mouth, Aeishwarya was getting more and more hot and impatient. She was ready to be fucked. She could feel her pussy oozing again. She bobbed her head up and down his cock started to tasted his precum in her throat.
When Aeishwarya took out his cock from her mouth, Krishna’s cock was throbbing with every heartbeat. Now Krishna too had become as impatient as Aeishwarya. He’d knelt between her outspread thighs, quickly grabbed a pillow and placed it under her ass. As he’d raised her knees up and pushed them outwards, her outer lips had opened up to reveal the glistening pink petals of her inner lips. His sensitive nose had caught the feminine scent emanating from her open pussy and his cock had oozed more precum.
“How does it feel, my queen?” He’d asked huskily, pulling back his foreskin and rubbing his cock up and down her slit, making the head completely slick and wet with their combined juices.
“Mmmhh… it feels wonderful!” She’d responded, eyes closed, concentrating all her attention on the sensations his cock was producing as it rubbed along her slit.
Locking his eyes onto hers, Krishna positioned his cock head so it nestled between her inner lips. As he held her thighs and slowly pushed in, his bulbous head spread her labia apart and gone in until it was fully buried. Aeishwarya felt his hot cock stretching her pussy open. “Oh god yes, that’s what I wanted.” Aeishwarya exclaimed as Krishna penetrated her completely. Her eyes were half closed but still locked into Krishna’s, her face a mirror of lust.
With one mighty shove of his hips, Krishna rammed his hard cock home, his pubic bone mashing into hers and his cock head knocking against her cervix.
“Oh!!” Aeishwarya had screamed out loud. Krishna’s intensity had surprised her. Aeishwarya had been fully aroused and close to climaxing from the time Krishna had laid her down on the bed. She’d felt an intense pleasure shoot through her stretched pussy at the moment of full penetration.
Upon hearing her scream, Krishna had immediately frozen; his cock still buried deep, his concern showing in his eyes. She’d jerked her hips, silently encouraging Krishna to continue. He’d pulled out with a sucking sound until only the head remained buried. Once again, with a strong, slow, deliberate movement he’d shoved his cock in up to its hilt. Aeishwarya was in awe as waves of indescribable pleasure emanated from her pussy.
“Aaahhh…! Fuck me honey, fuck me” She begged, jerking her hips impatiently, the floodgates of her lust had opened completely.
Krishna had needed no further encouragement. He had been holding back his lust, playing with Aeishwarya, teasing her to make her beg shamelessly for him to fuck her. He had now become intent on taking his own pleasure and had proceeded to fuck vigorously. He had soon started sweating profusely in spite of the air conditioner as his cock rammed in and out of Aeishwarya’s hot, wet pussy. Squelching sounds from her pussy, Krishna’s grunts, Aeishwarya’s moans and the rhythmic tinkling of the tiny bells in her anklets had combined to produce a symphony of lust that had served only to further inflame their passion. Aeishwarya had kept hitting one climax after another as Krishna’s hard, thick cock had relentlessly pummeled her pussy; the rim of his cock head had rubbed against her G spot while his pubic bone stimulated her clit.
When he had been about to ejaculate, Krishna suddenly stopped, his cock deep inside her. After regaining his breath after a while, he carefully pulled out, holding his cock tightly at the base. When he was sure that he had drawn well back from the brink of ejaculation, he positioned himself again between Aeishwarya’s thighs and placed her legs over his shoulders. He leaned forward, almost doubling Aeishwarya over, her open pussy rising up. Placing his cock against her opening, he’d again rammed home in one hard thrust.
“Oh God! Aeishwarya had grunted as her breath was driven out.
Krishna supported himself on his elbows placed on either side of her chest and lowered his body so that it made full contact with her upper torso. Aeishwarya’s face had frozen in a painting of lust as she gazed at his eyes a few inches from hers. Krishna had proceeded to take his pleasure, plowing hard into her hot, tight, wet pussy, licking and sucking her open lips, kneading and squeezing her breasts at will, lording over her until at last he too had climaxed and ejaculated spurt after spurt of his thick, stringy semen into her Pussy. He’d collapsed on top of her, sweating profusely and panting hard, completely out of breath.
As Aeishwarya had slowly descended from heaven to earth, her heart had been filled with an indescribably tender love for Krishna. She’d held his head against her soft bosom, gently stroked his back and run her fingers through his hair, crooning softly to him as if he were a little baby. She did not mind the full weight of his body resting on her. Suddenly, she coughed a little and they both felt her pussy tightening around his still half hard cock buried inside her. After a long while, Krishna slowly pulled out his now soft cock. Aeishwarya started to get up but he pulled her back to him. They lay on their side, spoon fashion; Krishna’s arm thrown protectively over her, occasionally caressing her breasts. She shivered as a cold gust of air from the air conditioner had suddenly blown over her. Krishna had drawn a sheet over their bodies; they snuggled close, drifting off to sleep.
Aeishwarya in Goa – Part 2 (Stranger sex, hardcore)
The woman behind the reception desk had dark skin and dark brown eyes, her cleavage was more than visible in her tight red blouse and they both tried hard not to stare. The trip to the beach had been eventful and they were still horny. Aeishwarya could still remember the feel of each cock she had fun with today.
After finally getting into their room, they both fell onto the bed, exhausted. The heat was intense, even in the air-conditioned apartment room. Krishna watched his wife as she bent down to her suitcase to fetch another top, in just a black lace bra. He felt his pants tighten. He unzipped them and waited for her to stand back up again. When she did so she glanced his way and noticed his cock bulging through his pants. Grinning, she unhooked the back of her bra slowly and let it drop onto the floor. Her huge breasts bounced as she sat down on the bed and began unbuttoning Krishna’s shirt. She worked her hands down to his cock, which was now throbbing with anticipation and began fondling it through the cotton to help it escape so she could clasp it into her perfectly manicured fingers.
Once she had it clutched in her hand, she moved her head towards it and began sucking and licking the tip with the very end of her tongue. He began moaning which made her hornier, knowing she was pleasing him, and she took his whole length into her mouth and sucked at him. He reached down and took hold of her enormous breasts and began tweaking her hard nipples with his fingers. Then he pulled her head off his cock and lifted her on top of him, pulling her lace knickers to one side underneath her skirt. He slid himself into her; she was so wet that he could hardly stand it. He thrust in and out of her as hard as he could while watching her breasts bouncing and the ecstasy in her face. She moaned louder and louder until he couldn’t keep himself under control any longer and he exploded inside of her as she let out a scream.
Collapsing onto the bed, he watched her chest heaving, catching her breath. She smiled at him and they both fell asleep.
The next day, sitting in the poolside cafe eating breakfast, Krishna started complaining of stomach ache.
“It could have been something I ate last night at the buffet.” He said. Aeishwarya nodded.
“Maybe you should go and sleep it off for a bit? I’ll be ok down here by myself.” She buried in her bag for a book and her sunglasses. Krishna thought for a moment and decided it was a good idea.
“You know where I am if you need me.” He said and got up from the table to go to the room.
Aeishwarya found herself a free sun lounger next to the pool and threw down her towel. She took off her top to reveal her deep purple bikini. Then she lay on the bed and opened up her book.
After a while she lifted her sunglasses and glanced around the pool. She decided to go for a swim to cool down a bit. Sliding off the bed she made her way into the pool, dipping her feet in to check how cold it was, and then lowering herself in using the metal steps. She shivered at first but soon got used to the temperature. She swam around the older couples and the children with their inflatable rings. She looked over to her sun bed to see her towel had fallen off and a man was making his way towards it to put his towel on it. She swam to the steps and hurled herself out, dripping wet and made her way over to her bed where the man had just stopped.
“Sorry but this bed is already taken.” She said, pointing to her things that were now on the floor. The man turned round and smiled at her. Her heart skipped a beat. He was tall with huge muscles and tanned skin. His teeth gleamed as did his deep brown eyes. He ran his fingers through his black hair.
“Sorry, I didn’t see your things. This place is packed so I just made a bee-line for a bed I thought might be free.” He gestured for her to take the bed back. A woman who had been lying on the bed next to them spoke up.
“I’m going now so one of you can have my bed.” She smiled as she started gathering up her things.
Aeishwarya put her towel back on the lounger and lay on her front, undoing the straps on her bikini. The man lay next to her.
“I’m Bilal by the way.” He said.
“Aeishwarya” Aeishwarya replied.
“What brings you here then?” Bilal asked. Aeishwarya hesitated and before she even had time to think, her mouth ran away with her.
“I’m here on my own, just needed a break from work.” She blurted out.
“Ah.” Bilal grinned. “I’m here with friends only they’ve gone to the beach today. I was a bit hung-over this morning so I decided to give it a miss and come down here instead.”
Aeishwarya felt a little guilty, knowing her husband was asleep upstairs, ill. But she was mesmerized by this man. She closed her eyes but all she could think of was touching his tanned skin, wondering what was underneath those tight shorts.
She opened her eyes quickly to try and shake it off.
“Your back’s getting a bit red there you know.” Bilal told her.
“Oh, right. Thanks.” She said, reaching for her sun cream. She re-tied her bikini straps and sat up to rub in the cream.
“Would you like me to help you?” asked Bilal.
“Erm… yes please.” Aeishwarya lay back onto her front and Bilal stood over her and massaged the cream in with his huge hands. She tingled all over every time he touched her and she bit her lip to try and take her mind off it. She turned her head behind her to look at him to find he was also looking at her. She wanted him.
“Thanks” she smiled after he’d finished. He gave her a look which made her whole body tingle again. She could feel her bikini bottoms getting wet and it wasn’t from the pool water.
“All this sun’s giving me a headache.” Bilal started. “Do you fancy going somewhere else?”
Aeishwarya nodded immediately. She left her things behind and followed him along the cool stone path up to the apartments. They stopped outside one of the apartment doors. 48b. She was familiar with it because in 48a lay her sleeping husband. But at that moment, she didn’t care. She couldn’t help herself and she walked into the apartment with Bilal.
Bilal offered her a drink.
“Just a glass of ice water will do.” She replied. He poured her a glass and handed it to her. She turned suddenly to look out towards the balcony when something sharp caught her on the foot and she stumbled, pouring the ice cold water over herself.
“Shit!” she cried. The water was so cold her nipples had hardened and were visible through her thin bikini.
“Let me get you a towel.” Bilal handed her a bath towel and she went to dry herself off when she noticed the huge bulge in his shorts. She looked up at him and saw he was looking at her, like a hungry animal. She dropped the towel and he walked over to her and kissed her. They kissed hard all the way into the bedroom where they fell onto the bed.
Bilal fumbled with her bikini straps while she grasped his muscled arms. He freed her breasts and caressed them with his fingers, then began licking her hard nipples. She tugged at his shorts and pulled them off. Looking down she saw his cock. It was bigger than any she had ever seen and it made her want him more. He ripped off her bikini bottoms and shoved his fingers inside her. She gasped loudly and dug her nails into his back. He continued kissing her neck fiercely while fingering her. She arched her back, trying hard not to cum. She didn’t want it to be over yet. She pulled his hand away from her and grabbed at his massive cock and thrust it into her. Sweat dripped from his hair onto her breasts as he fucked her harder than she had ever been fucked before. She couldn’t help moaning and screaming, she’d never felt like this.
“Harder…” she managed to blurt out. He thrust deeper and deeper. She could feel the length of him inside her. For a brief moment she realised that this room was adjacent to the one her sleeping husband was in, just as she let out another huge scream.
She felt him getting faster and she knew he was going to cum. She slid away from him. He looked confused until she made her way down the bed and took his cock in her mouth. He moved himself so he could put his face under her and lick her clit while she worked on him. She sucked until she could feel he was about to blow. Then she sat up, lowering herself onto his face as he came all over her breasts. He carried on licking her until she felt the climax building up inside her and let out a huge moan. She climbed off him and lay beside him on the bed.
“Wow.” He mouthed to her.
Five minutes later, she was putting her bikini back on. She made her way back down to the pool, grinning to herself. She bumped into the back of someone; Krishna
“Oh, there you are.” He said, smiling. “I’ve been looking for you. Where have you been?”
“Oh… I just went for a walk to cool off. It got hot lying in the sun for so long. Feeling better?”
“Yes, I am actually. That sleep did me the world of good. Although I was woken up by some couple in the room next to us having the loudest sex. Mind you, it sounded like they were having fun.”
“Yeah…” Aeishwarya nodded. “I’m sure they were.”
Krishna and Aeishwarya video chat with her sister Rucha – Part 1 (Incest)
The sound of my wife, Aeishwarya, talking in a soft whisper woke me from a deep sleep. I stirred and looked at my phone to check the time – 7:12 – way too early to be up on a Sunday morning. Though I initially thought she might be talking to me, listening for a moment she was actually on a phone call. I couldn’t help worrying that something might be wrong, because I couldn’t for the life of me understand any other reason for a call at such an obnoxious hour.
“Who the hell are you talking to? Is everything OK?” My back was to her, and the shaded room was still just dark enough for me to see the glow of her phone screen.
“I’m sorry, babe. It’s Rucha. She really needed to talk.”
I rolled over to keep from talking back over my shoulder. “Your sister doesn’t get up before noon on Sunday. What’s different about today?”
“Love you, too, Krishna!” I heard from the tinny speaker on the phone. “And for your information, I’m not getting up. I’m just getting in. Unlike you old married people, some of us out there can still hang.”
“Dear Lord,” I muttered as I slid from under the sheet. I’d suddenly realized how bad I had to pee, and being semi-rigid was the only thing keeping urination at bay. Unfortunately, there was no way to hide my partial erection forming a tent pole in the loose cotton shorts I wore. “I’m going to run to the bathroom.”
“Aw, Rucha, you’re missing the march of the morning wood,” Aeishwarya giggled to her sister. “Too bad it’ll be gone when he gets back.”
There was a moment of silence as I closed the door, during which I figured her sister made some smartass response. “You’re terrible!” I heard Aeishwarya squeal.
It had been a long week for both of us, and this was our only real day off together, so after finishing up at the toilet and washing my hands, I made sure to swish a little mouthwash around to get rid of lingering morning breath in case things moved along in a better fashion. Being awakened by my wife and her sister chatting about my sister-in-law’s night out wasn’t exactly what I’d had in mind, but I was willing to improvise.
They were still talking as I climbed back into bed, but I was trying not to pay any attention.
“Oh, look who’s back!” Rucha said as I slid under the sheet next to my wife. It was only then that I peeked over Aeishwarya’s shoulder to see that they’d switched from a voice conversation to video chat. Dear god.
“I see you took care of that morning wood. Did peeing do the trick or did you take a minute to rub one out while you were in the bathroom?”
“Shut up, Rucha,” I said as pleasantly as I could. I closed my eyes and figured that at this point I might at least snooze through their conversation and convince Aeishwarya to join me in some fun when she was finished.
That didn’t look like it was going to happen anytime soon, though.
“So, anyway, we were kissing like crazy just outside the restroom of this bar, and, I swear to god, he latches onto my neck like a vampire, just sucking like crazy. And then I home this morning and I see this.”
OK, so I was curious. Who wouldn’t be with a lead up like that? So under the cover of adjusting my position, I eased up on one arm so I could just see Aeishwarya’s phone screen. On it, Rucha was on her bed, leaning in and pulling her shoulder-length black hair away from her neck to reveal an inch-wide hickey.
“Oh, my god. What is he, 15? Who does that?”
“I know, right?”
I couldn’t help but notice that Rucha was still obviously wearing the tiny black cocktail dress she’d probably worn all night, and the way she leaned into the phone to show off the love bite, combined with the low cut of the dress, inadvertently gave me a great view of her abundant cleavage. As she pulled the phone away, I also caught a glimpse of the lace tops of thigh-high stockings where the hem of her dress rode up. I raised my eyebrows in appreciation. That was certainly more than I’d expected from her early morning debriefing.
I settled back in and tried to sleep, but the quick glimpse and the talk of her exploits the night before got me thinking about what a flirt Rucha had always been. When Aeishwarya and I were dating and Rucha was still in college, she was always finding reason to poke fun at me or us, and after a few drinks would frequently find excuses to casually touch me here and there. The most blatant example was at the rehearsal party for our wedding, when Rucha, about three drinks in by that point, stepped up behind me, cupped her hand over my ass and asked, “Are you going to mind if I do this after you’re married, or is this my last chance?”
“Well, I mind right now, but I’m not going to make a scene,” I’d told her, smiling and taking a long pull at my beer bottle. “Let’s just say you don’t worry me too much.” I was trying to play it cool without encouraging her. She’d kept her hand there until one of their uncles approached to wish me congratulations and tell Rucha how good she looked. And pain in the ass or not, she had looked stunning. The dress was just long enough to be appropriate, but still short enough to be daring, and the neckline plunged to reveal a stunning view of her ample cleavage, emphasized by what I suspected was an expensive and elaborate push-up bra. The funny part was I’d known exactly what her motivation for getting the dress was. While her sister would be the center of attention on the wedding day, Rucha was determined to have as many eyes as possible on her at the rehearsal dinner.
Later, when I’d had a chance to process what had happened, I realized how truly forward she’d been – drunk or not. But there was no way I was going to follow through, so I just wrote it off as tipsy flirting from the maid of honor. And honestly, she was such a spoiled pain in the ass most of the time that the incidents didn’t even add fuel to my fantasy life.
It wasn’t until Aeishwarya’s laughter woke me that I realized I’d dozed off.
“Seriously? In the stall? When did you get to be such a slut?”
“Swear to god, this was the first time I’d ever done that. Not sure if it’s going to be the last, though. That was pretty hot.”
Both of them laughed again, but I wasn’t going to ask for clarification about why. I’d heard enough to get the gist. I shifted again, draping my arm over Aeishwarya’s waist and snuggling in closer. It was only with the pressure against her body that I realized I was now fully erect, with no impending trip to the bathroom to use as an excuse.
Now, what the hell am I supposed to do with this? Aeishwarya’s on the phone – with her sister, no less – and I’m rock hard next to my wife in bed. It was too late to cover by rolling over, so without any other viable options I figured I’d just go with it and see what happened.
I shifted again, pressing my shaft against Aeishwarya’s cotton panties as I moved my arm to lightly graze her full breast and then let it settle, gently cupping her over her t-shirt. She made a startled noise that might have indicated frustration but didn’t seem designed to dissuade me.
Rucha paused in the middle of her lurid story. “What’s the matter?”
“Nothing. Just got a chill is all. Keep going. This is pretty hot.”
“Is Krishna still sleeping? I could hear him snoring a minute ago.”
“Back out like a light,” Aeishwarya lied. “He just shifted into one of the few positions where the snoring doesn’t make him sound like a wood chipper.”
In retaliation, I thrust my cock gently toward her and grazed its length over the backside of her panties. She responded by clenching her thighs and shoving backward with her ass. That move was definitely designed to tell me to cut it out. Fortunately for me, I had her in a bit of a corner. She was lying on her right arm and using her left to hold the phone, so there was no functional way she could shove me off without giving away what was going on.
“Swear to god, I don’t get why you don’t just smother him with a pillow sometimes. That snoring would be a deal breaker for sure.”
“Hey, it’s not so bad. Plus, I’m used to it. And he manages to make up for it with the other stuff he does in bed.”
That’s more like it, babe. For that she earned a light stroke over her nipple. She didn’t seem to mind. I continued and felt it harden at my touch. She snuggled a little closer.
“Ew, TMI. The last think I need to know about is old married people sex. So, anyway, it all happened so fast. He’s sucking on my neck and his hands are all over me. At first I was worried that there were people around, but everyone going in and out of the restrooms just ignored us. But it was super-hot feeling like we were being watched. I think that’s what got me so horny. Who knew I was like, this secret exhibitionist?”
“Please. It was never a secret. Remember when you wore that tiny little bikini?”
I remembered. Aeishwarya and I hadn’t been there, but the story had become legend. She never did strip, of course, but the image of her doing so was planted in lots of minds – and on quite a few phones – that day. I took that moment to grind my hips against Aeishwarya’s crotch again, then decided to take things a step further. Being careful not to get myself in the video chat shot, I lay on my back, shimmied out of my shorts and deposited them off the side of the bed. I resumed my position, this time boldly sliding my warm hand up Aeishwarya’s nightshirt to directly cup her breast and rub the palm over her still erect nipple.
“Yeah, yeah. That doesn’t really count, though. I was just teasing. This was full-on making out and getting felt up in front of a bunch of strangers. So, while our mouths are locked together, I feel his hand going up my dress. On one hand, I’m like, ‘What the hell?’ But on the other hand, there’s this little voice in my head saying, ‘Just go with it!’ I was pretty wet by that time anyway, and all of a sudden I really wanted to get off.”
“Is that when you pulled him into the ladies’ room?”
“Hell, yes! I had to have something – his fingers or his mouth or cock. I really didn’t care at that point.”
I’d been stroking her breast and grinding my cock against her crotch during this whole time, and I was enjoying the enthusiastic – if silent – response I was getting. Aeishwarya ground her ass back into me with a delicious gyrating motion, obviously giving in and enjoying this game.
“Hold on a sec, Rucha. I need to switch position. My arm’s falling asleep.”
I closed my eyes and pretended to be out as Aeishwarya moved onto her back, simultaneously kicking the covers off and spreading her legs. With her free hand, she pointed to her panties, then hooked a thumb toward the side of the bed as if to say, “These need to come off.”
I was happy to oblige. Aeishwarya had the phone held on her chest so only her face and her pillow were visible, so I was no longer worried that I’d give myself away by being in the shot. Up on my knees now, I caught the waistband of her panties and pulled as she lifted her ass off the bed to ease their removal. Her bush was neatly manicured for bathing suit season, leaving just a narrow strip and completely smooth around her labia, and her bikini tan lines were still visible from our Goa vacation a few weeks earlier.
She started to drive me even more crazy as she ran her middle finger down over her now pouting, moist pussy lips, slipped it just inside, then pulled it out to offer to me.
I leaned forward and licked her fingertip, then pulled it all the way into my mouth to savor her taste. Seeing her laying there inviting me to please her was almost hotter than I could handle. I breathed in the scent of her arousal, then lowered myself over her pussy.
“You good now?”
Aeishwarya sighed contentedly. “Much better. Keep going.”
“So, the handicapped stall was empty, thank god, and as he slid the latch I was already stepping out of my panties just to make sure he could get direct contact, like, right then.”
I took that as the perfect moment to give my wife a long, slow lick from her asshole all the way up to her clit. She shuddered and clenched my head with her thighs.
“Oh, my god,” Aeishwarya moaned, more in response to me than what her sister was saying, I guessed.
“I know, right? So, he turns around and sees me with my skirt up and my pussy out and immediately gets on his knees and goes down on me, which was a total shocker but I wasn’t complaining. I throw one leg over his shoulder and grabbing his hair and pushing him in deeper, and he’s just going to town on me.”
I took that as my cue to do the same. Aeishwarya was already wet and open for me just from the combination of her sister’s story and my attentions. All I had to do was take advantage of it. She draped her legs over my shoulders and let her ankles rest on my back. I leaned in and teased her at first, flicking my tongue lightly over her parted lips, then plunging inside her to thrust like a tiny cock. Her hips squirmed and bucked and she gasped audibly. “Was he good?”
“He was awesome, but I think I was a little loud. People started banging on the stall door and yelling from across the restroom. But at that point I really didn’t care, I just had to get off. So, I let him up and turned around with my ass toward him. Without a word, he unbuckled and whipped it out.”
“Was … he … big?” Aeishwarya’s words were catching in her throat now as her own orgasm approached. Rucha was going to be onto us soon. I needed to finish. I licked faster, then moved up to her swollen clit, circling it with the tip of my tongue.
“Big enough. And I was so ready it probably wouldn’t have mattered. He grabbed my hips and slid right in all the way to the balls …”
“Oh … yeah!” Aeishwarya interrupted. She was losing the ability to cover now. I kept going, teasing her clit, then sliding a finger inside her.
“Aeishwarya, you OK?”
“Oh … Oh God! I’m fine.” Her hips were bucking in my face now as she struggled to hang onto the phone with one hand and claw at my hair with the other. I gripped her hips tightly to keep my mouth on her pussy as she thrashed.
“Wait? Are you getting off over there? What the hell?” The woman who was just giving us an explicit account of her dirty restroom fuck was suddenly getting offended. Nice.
“Please tell me you’re not touching yourself right now.”
“Not … me. Ah, GOD!”
I looked up and saw Aeishwarya press something on the phone. It wasn’t until I heard Rucha scream that I realized Aeishwarya had changed the camera from facing herself to facing outward, revealing me with my face between my wife’s legs to her little sister.
“KRISHNA! Is he going down on you? Oh, my fucking god, you two! This is so nasty!”
I looked right in the camera, pulled my glistening middle finger out of her sister, then used it to flip her the bird. As she watched, I took the same finger and slipped it back inside Aeishwarya’s pussy, finally pushing her over the edge. With her free hand, she grabbed a handful of hair to keep me in position.
“Don’t stop … right there. Yes, baby. Lick that pussy. Make me cum!”
“Holy shit, guys. This isn’t funny.” Rucha seemed less upset suddenly. Just then, Aeishwarya’s whole body tensed up as she thrust her pussy into my face and moaned like she was being tortured. I love that sound. A high-pitched gasp and pleading whine followed, her pussy thrusting up against me. After a few seconds, she relaxed and ran her free hand up her body, cupping a breast over her t-shirt and tweaking the nipple. This sent tiny little shock waves through her as I continued to slowly tongue her labia.
“Aeishwarya, did you just cum? Fuck, that was fast…”
Aeishwarya was out of breath, her chest heaving as she lay there with her eyes closed. “Oh, my god … He always does it to me that fast.” She laughed. “How’s that for old married people sex, bitch?”
“That was totally unnecessary, Aeishwarya. I had no idea you guys were so gross.”
I took the phone and switched the camera around again. Rucha was flushed and touching her neck with her fingertips. “Gross? What’s the matter, Rucha? You can give it out but you can’t take it?”
“No, I … I just… Krishna, what the fuck?” She seemed less upset and more confused, like there was no way this could ever be happening.
“Fucking is exactly what’s going on. I figured since you were disturbing my morning and getting in the way of my plans to fuck my wife, I’d move ahead regardless. Want to see what your little story caused?”
I switched the camera direction again and aimed the phone down at my fully erect cock, giving it a few strokes to keep it nice and hard for her.
“Oh God, Krishna. That is totally uncalled for.” Her expression was a mixture of horror and excitement. I figured she’d always pegged me as a wet blanket or Aeishwarya’s doormat and was shocked by the person she was seeing now.
“It’s absolutely called for. You call us up with a hot story like that first thing on a Sunday, then tease me about my morning wood, what do you expect? Now you get the full wood.” Then I shifted position, placing myself between Aeishwarya’s legs with my cock hovering just over her pussy. “So, what were you saying about this guy fucking you?”
With that, I pushed my hard member into my wife’s moist opening, holding the camera so Rucha could see everything. Aeishwarya moaned. “Oh, yes, baby. That’s what I needed. Give me that thick cock. Fuck me …”
Rucha gasped. “No. No, I can’t do this,” she said as she watched my cock thrusting in and out of her sister. But that’s the thing – she was still watching.
“If you really couldn’t do this, you would’ve hung up by now. So, tell us, what happened after he slid his cock inside you from behind.”
“I can’t now. Oh God, you guys. Cut this out. This isn’t funny.”
I aimed the camera back at Aeishwarya’s face. She was watching me with a lascivious grin. “Tell us, Rucha,” she said between gasps. “I like hearing about it. Tell me about him fucking you.”
She bit her lip and paused. “Well, um, he pushed my dress up almost all the way, so he could reach my tits over my bra.”
“I bet you liked that,” I said. “Did he pinch your nipples?” With that I reached up with one hand and gave Aeishwarya’s nipple a light pinch through her t-shirt, holding the camera so Rucha could see. Aeishwarya closed her eyes and arched her back as I continued to fuck her in long, slow strokes.
“Yes, baby. Fuck that pussy,” Aeishwarya moaned.
“Yeah,” Rucha said, her eyes fixed on the screen of her phone. “I liked it a lot. I like when a guy’s a little rough, pinching them and biting them.”
“Oh, naughty girl. I bet you’re wet right now just thinking about it, aren’t you?”
“Shut up, Krishna. God, you’re such a perv. I had no idea.”
“Well, you know now. So? Tell me.”
“A little wet, yeah.”
“Liar. You’re soaked, thinking about your nightclub bathroom fuck and watching me lick and fuck your sister’s pussy. I bet you never even got your panties back, dirty girl. You so want to touch yourself right now.”
“Stop, Krishna.” She tried to sound serious and all business, but she still hadn’t looked away.
“Touch it. Do it now. I’m going to fuck your sister until she cums, and I want you to cum for me, too. Aeishwarya, sweetie, pull your shirt up so your sister can see your tits.”
“Damn it, Rucha, do it!” Aeishwarya cried out as she yanked her shirt over her head. “Oh, my god, this is so hot. Keep fucking me, Krishna. Make her cum for us!”
Aeishwarya was now fully naked, her hands running over her nipples, tweaking and stroking them as I slowly slid my cock in and out. Rucha leaned forward and placed the phone against the foot of her bed, giving me a full view of her morning-after dishevelment. She got on her knees and pulled the dress over her head, and just as I suspected she wore no panties. She reached around her back, unfastened her black lace bra and threw it to the side. Her figure was similar to her sisters, except where Aeishwarya’s tits sat upright and perky, Rucha’s breasts were a bit fuller and softer looking. Her dark nipples were taut with her arousal.
Krishna and Aeishwarya video chat with her sister Rucha – Part 2 (Incest)
“There. Is that what you wanted?” She sounded put out, like I was somehow forcing her. She knew better, though.
“Yeah. Now lay back.” She followed my instructions, reclining on the pile of pillows behind her. As she did I switched the camera view back to where we could see her on the screen and leaned over to prop the phone up on Aeishwarya’s bedside table, giving Rucha a full view of the action, us a view of her and freeing both my hands.
It was the first time I ever thought of Rucha looking completely ravishing and sexy. Up until then she’d always been my wife’s annoying little sister who happened to look good. Her straight black hair fell just over her tan shoulders, and where Aeishwarya was shaved to a narrow strip, Rucha was completely smooth. Her mouth parted in an ecstatic “O” as she stroked her nipple with one hand and let the other trail down to between her legs, on which she still wore the lace-top thigh-highs.
“Touch yourself for us, Rucha. Rub that pussy till you cum,” I said.
As I fucked her, Aeishwarya turned her head to watch while stroking her tits. “Oh, my god, that’s so fucking hot. You look so damn good, Rucha.”
“You guys look pretty hot, too,” my sister-in-law said. She stroked small circles around her clit as she watched. “Is this how you always do it?”
I eased back a moment so Aeishwarya could answer. “Normally I would have already sucked his cock, or maybe we would have done a 69 by now. I love having his mouth on my pussy while I suck is cock.
“Mmmmm.” Rucha rubbed faster and bit her lip. She was getting close, too.
I could tell Aeishwarya was primed for another orgasm, so leaned in and pushed her knees back, opening her pussy to me even more, then leaned down to push her hands out of the way so I could suck a nipple while I ground against her clit, my cock deep inside her.
“Oh, my god, Rucha. He’s in so fucking deep. He’s grinding my clit with the base of his cock. Oh God, I love that. Fuck!”
Rucha had yet to break eye contact with the screen and was rubbing herself more vigorously now. “Do it, Krishna,” she commanded. “Fuck her. Make her cum!”
I could feel Aeishwarya’s pussy clenching as she neared her climax.
“Are you going to cum for me, baby?”
“Oh, yes … so close!”
“Yeah, baby. Let your little sister see you cum. You know you want to.”
She was totally lost for words at this point, only urging me forward with a familiar series of whining pleas. I turned my eyes to the phone to watch Rucha, who had spread her legs even father and was now fucking herself with two fingers of one hand while rubbing her clit with the other, her eyes still locked on the screen showing Aeishwarya and me.
“Do it, Aeishwarya. Fuck him. Cum … Ah, fuck!” She was cumming, too.
Aeishwarya froze, her entire body locked in an uncontrollable shudder as she came on my cock, her pussy muscles tightening around me. On the screen, Rucha had clenched her knees together, her hand still over her pussy, as she, too, shuddered. Seeing her mouth forming a wordless circle and her eyes fluttering almost had me ready to cum, too, but I held out.
Aeishwarya slowly relaxed, her hands running up and down my arms as I propped myself over her, my cock still easing in and out. “Oh, my god, baby! That was incredible! Did you cum?”
“Nope,” I said with a wicked grin.
“Holy shit. Here, lay down.” I pulled out and complied. She sat up and continued talking to her sister while she casually stroked my length. “Rucha, remember that toy you bought for yourself when we went to shop for your friend’s bridal shower – the big pink one? I want you to get that out.”
Rucha was operating almost as if she were in a trance by this point, her chest and neck flushed with her arousal and her eyes glazed over. I watched Rucha reach into her bedside table drawer and pull out a lifelike dildo that must’ve been at least eight inches long. It had fake balls at the base and what looked like a suction cup at the bottom end.
“OK,” she said, holding it delicately in one hand. “Now what?”
“I’m going to sixty-nine Krishna, and I want to watch you suck that big cock while you touch yourself. I want you to imagine your mouth on his cock and his tongue on your pussy.”
Suddenly I was a little wigged out by how specific Aeishwarya was being with her sister. Had this come up before? Or had something been shared along the way that I was unaware of?
“Babe, are you sure…?” I stammered.
“Oh, I’m sure. You’re going to do exactly what I say, aren’t you Rucha?”
Rucha seemed to be regressing into a submissive little sister state that I’d never witnessed before. At this point I was guessing Aeishwarya could tell her to do almost anything and she’d agree to it. Rucha just bit her lip and nodded her head in the affirmative.
Aeishwarya now had a leg draped over mine, the better to stroke my cock with her right hand while fingering her pussy with her right. “Good girl. Now bend over for me.” Rucha complied, leaning forward on her knees. Her ass was visible behind her and presented a lurid image. She held her mouth just centimeters away from the tip of the artificial cock. “Yes. Now, you remember how I showed you?”
“Yes,” Rucha said, sounding even more girlish by the moment.
Then I caught myself. Showed you? Aeishwarya had given her little sister cock sucking demonstrations? When the hell did this happen, and why had I never heard about it?
“That’s right, sweetie. Don’t touch it, yet. Just hold your mouth there until I tell you. Now, when I tell you I want you to touch yourself, OK?”
“Uh huh. Can I suck it now, please?”
“Suck what?”
“This cock. Please?”
“Who’s cock, Rucha?”
Rucha closed her eyes and bit her lower lip. “Krishna’s cock.”
“Yes, you can. I’m going to suck it, too. I can’t wait to taste my pussy off him. I want you to follow what I do. Here I go.”
Aeishwarya gently kissed the head with just the slightest bit of suction, causing me to visibly twitch. She was going to tease me to the brink, I could already tell. Rucha followed along, gradually working her way down the dildo with soft kisses as Aeishwarya did the same to my real cock.
“Mmmm, Rucha, we’re getting him very excited. I can feel his cock throbbing for me. Can you imagine that?”
“Yeah,” her sister sighed. “It looks really nice.”
“It is nice. It tastes nice, too. Do you want a lick?”
“Yes, please.”
“OK, just a tiny one at first.” With that, Jen extended the tip of her tongue to just barely flick at the ridge at the underside of my cock head. I gasped as the delicate touch overtook me, then looked to the screen on the phone and watched Rucha mimic Aeishwarya.
“Mmm, he loves that, don’t you honey?”
I grunted in agreement, unsure of who I should be watching and still feeling a little odd about my role in this back-and-forth between my wife and her sister. “Do you like watching your little sister-in-law pretend to suck on your cock?”
I gave her a look that clearly said, Is this a trap? She just grinned and nodded her head for me to answer. “Hell, yes,” I said. “You’re looking pretty hot, Rucha. Keep it up. I bet you’re really wanting to touch yourself again, aren’t you?”
She just groaned and rolled her eyes back. “Yes! So bad. God, I’m wetter than before.”
“Not yet, sweetie,” Aeishwarya said. “We’re going to tease him a little more. Are you ready to suck?”
Rucha nodded her head. Aeishwarya parted her lips and pushed them over the head of my cock, maintaining constant contact with the shaft as she went all the way down, stopping just an inch short of the base. Then, with a slow, twisting motion, she withdrew, maintaining gentle suction the entire time. I watched my wife for several strokes, then turned my head to see her mirror image in Rucha.
Her mouth still on me, Aeishwarya turned and lifted a leg over my face, her pussy in full view above me. Her mouth on my shaft felt delicious, and she rocked back on her knees to offer herself to my waiting tongue. The she released me with a slurp.
“Rucha, I’m going to let Krishna lick my pussy now, so I want you to reach back and touch yourself and imagine it’s his tongue, OK?”
My view of the phone was now blocked by Aeishwarya’s legs, but I didn’t care. I took this opportunity to grab her hips and plunge my tongue into her folds to taste her musky wetness. She responded by engulfing me again, moaning deeply on my cock, then letting me slowly slip out.
“Rucha, his tongue is so deep in my pussy right now. You can start touching yourself if you want. But I want you to keep watching me suck Krishna’s cock and do what I do, OK?”
I didn’t hear a reply, only a sharp intake of breath from the phone and a long whine. Aeishwarya engulfed my cock again, stroking the base while sliding her mouth up and down over the head. In the background I could hear what I assumed was Rucha slurping on her dildo while she plumbed the depths of her pussy.
“Oh, my god … his tongue feels so good. Are you imagining it licking you, Rucha?”
“Uh huh,” she whined.
I probed Aeishwarya’s pussy deeper, sliding a hand off her hip so I could use the thumb to stroke her clit while I licked her. Her approval was signaled by a long moan on my cock and her pulling my entire length into her mouth, then sliding it back out with the slightest bit of suction. I groaned into her pussy as her lips pulled over the head.
“Tell me what she’s doing,” I moaned into my wife’s pussy.
Aeishwarya released my cock from her mouth, then stroked what felt like a healthy amount of saliva along its shaft. “She’s bent over on one elbow, holding the dildo with that hand while she goes down on it, and using the other hand to stroke herself.”
I gave Aeishwarya’s slit a long, purposeful lick, stopping to quickly thrust my tongue into her. She gasped and I spoke again.
“I bet that looks incredibly hot. Are you enjoying watching her?” I caressed her ass with both hands and teased her again with my tongue.
“Mmm hmm,” she sighed, still stroking me.
“Are you close?”
She laughed low. “I could be if you’d stop being such a fucking tease.”
I chuckled in response. “I don’t hear you asking nicely.” I continued stroking her magnificent ass, working my fingers closer and closer to her pussy. “Is Rucha watching us?”
“I don’t think she’s taken her eyes off of us. You should see her. She’s rocking back and forth with her mouth on that cock. I think she’s pretty close, too.”
“I want you two to cum together, OK?”
“Rucha, honey, did you hear Krishna? Think we can cum at the same time?”
I heard her whine with pleasure. “Yeah, but he’d better get his ass in gear. I’m almost there.”
“You heard her, sweetie. Best get busy.”
My only response was to plunge my tongue back into Aeishwarya’s slick opening as I moved my right hand just up against her lips, slowly alternating the pressure on each finger like I was gently playing a piano. I could feel her back arch in response. I then moved the focus of my tongue along her slit to her swollen clit, which I teased with just the tip. Meanwhile, I took the opportunity to slowly press my index and middle fingers into her.
Aeishwarya gasped and stroked me faster. “Oh God … he just slid two fingers inside me, Rucha. Your turn.”
I heard Rucha moan as she mimicked Aeishwarya and knew what I needed to do next to get my wife all the way there. Still slowly circling her clit with the tip of my tongue, I slid my middle finger out of her pussy. Using the ample lubrication that remained, I gently pressed it to her clenching asshole.
“Oh, god, baby! Yes …” Aeishwarya hissed. “I’m so fucking close. Don’t stop.”
She leaned her ass back, encouraging me to press deeper, and I happily complied, sliding my middle finger in up to the first knuckle while still fingering her pussy. As Aeishwarya’s moans increased in volume, so did the speed of my tongue flicking across her swollen clit.
“Rucha, his finger is in my ass and it feels so good! I want you to do it, too,” she said between her whining.
“Okay,” Rucha muttered. “I’m going to have to move around though.”
“Krishna, Rucha’s laying on her belly now with one hand on her clit, and the other reaching around behind her to finger her ass,” Aeishwarya said between gasps. “How does that sound?”
I answered by clamping my lips of her clit and gently sucking on it was like was one of her nipples.
“Aaaahhh, god! Yes, baby. Suck that clit. YES!”
From off to the side I could hear Rucha reaching her climax as well. The best way I can describe it was having really hot sex with a real partner while a porn movie was playing in the background, but knowing that it was my sister-in-law and she was using us as inspiration took the erotic value up a hundred times. The sounds of their moans together combined with Aeishwarya’s vigorous stroking nearly drove me to the brink, but the girls got there first.
Up until that point, I don’t think I’d ever heard anything hotter than the two of them cumming together. Aeishwarya’s moans morphed into high-pitched squeals as she pushed her pussy against my face, while Rucha was narrating her own pleasure with what sounded like clenched teeth and almost maniacal urgency.
“You lick that pussy,” she growled. “Make me cum! Lick it!”
Then Aeishwarya was silent, her increasing grip on my cock and the twitching of her legs letting me know she’d tipped over the edge. Rucha, meanwhile, was more vocal, gasping and pleading until she heard Aeishwarya go silent.
“There it is! Yesss,” she whined. “Oh, my god, yes!”
Aeishwarya collapsed on top of me, still lightly stroking my cock now and giving it a few delicate licks as her sister came down from her orgasm.
“Holy shit, you guys. That was intense,” Rucha was finally able to say.
“Oh, we’re not done with you yet, sweetie. I still need that cock in me again. How about you?”
“Absolutely,” Rucha purred. I’d never heard her sound so content. “What’s next?”
I was still giving Aeishwarya’s pussy tiny flicks with my tongue, enjoying the way she still twitched and sighed with the aftershocks of her orgasm.
“I’m going to ride him, so I want you to take that dildo and sit on it just like I do with Krishna’s cock. Understand? It’ll be just like both of us are riding him at the same time. Would you like that?”
“Yeah,” Rucha said. It was barely a whisper, and again I felt like I was doing something unethical while my wife, the one who would be calling me on my lack of ethics, was the one leading way down this path.
Krishna and Aeishwarya video chat with her sister Rucha – Part 3 (Incest)
Aeishwarya gave my cock another long suck, leaving it wet and slippery as she shifted along my body and positioned herself just over my throbbing shaft. With my view of the phone’s screen now unobstructed, I could finally get a look at my sister-in-law in all her disheveled, post-orgasmic glory. Her skin was radiant from the light sheen of sweat she’d worked up, and her eyes were hooded and seductive. As I watched, she followed Aeishwarya’s lead and shifted, raising up on her knees and placing the dildo under her.
I relished the view, Aeishwarya’s magnificent ass from behind and her tawdry sister from the front, each one getting ready to mount a cock of their own.
Aeishwarya took my cock in her hand and rubbed the head along her pussy. “Are you ready, Rucha?”
Here sister was doing the same, using her free hand to rub and pinch her nipple. “Uh huh.”
“OK, now,” Aeishwarya commanded. Both women eased down on their respective cocks, Aeishwarya’s pussy slowly taking my length into her delicious depths, gripping me as she slid lower. My hands on her hips, I eased her down until she bottomed out on the base of my shaft. The ecstasy was only enhanced by watching my sister-in-law doing the same thing with her dildo, her back arched and her breasts looking full and delicious on her slim frame. For a moment, it was easy to go back and forth imagining both Aeishwarya and her sister fucking me.
As if she was reading my mind, Aeishwarya said over her shoulder, “Baby, I want you to pretend Rucha is riding your cock. I want you to treat me like my slutty sister, OK? Fuck me like you’re that guy fucking her in the bathroom stall.”
“Oh, my god,” was all I could muster. As an otherwise faithful and devoted husband, what the hell do you say to that? However, Rucha was apparently already into the fantasy before I could even collect my thoughts.
She whined as she took the dildo’s full length, then looked directly into her phone’s camera, meeting my gaze. “Does my pussy feel good on your cock, Krishna? I’ve been thinking about this for a long time, you know. Thinking about riding you while my sister watches us, taking your nice, hard shaft inside me.”
She eased herself up, letting an inch or two of the dildo slip out. Aeishwarya imitated her perfectly, replicating the motion there on our bed, easing me out of her. All I could do just then was moan. The situation was leaving me speechless as I struggled to wrap my brain around it all.
On the phone’s screen, there was suddenly commotion as I realized Rucha had picked up her device and was moving it. After some more adjustments, the image stabilized again, revealing Rucha now kneeling on the hardwood floor of her bedroom in front of the fully mirrored closet doors I remember we’d joked about when we moved her in. The dildo was in her hand, which prompted Aeishwarya to slip off me.
“Where are you going?” I growled.
She looked over her shoulder and winked. “Got to keep up the illusion, hon. The toy’s not inside of her, so you don’t get to be inside of me.”
I threw my head back on the bed in frustration. This was perhaps the hottest and simultaneously most frustrating sexual experience I’d ever had, and for the moment I was stuck in limbo, my wife’s wetness cooling on my agonizingly stiff cock.
Rucha was apparently now situated, and put the dildo to her mouth, where she slowly and seductively licked the suction cup base, then rose up on her knees to attach it with a wet slurping noise to the smooth floor.
“You ready, Aeishwarya? I think I want him back now that I can better control things.”
Rucha reached below her to guide the artificial cock inside her, while her sister did the same with my genuine model. I relished the feeling of being back inside her, watching her pussy lips part as she once again engulfed my full length.
Rucha gasped as she reached the fake balls at the dildo’s base. “Oh, my god, Krishna! You’re in me so deep! Do you know how long I’ve dreamed about this?”
I didn’t, but from the look of things it has been some time, and over that period had been a matter of discussion between the two sisters.
“I want you to fuck me, Krishna. Grab my ass and shove that cock into me!” my sister-in-law commanded.
I complied, gripping my wife’s hips and pulling her down onto me as she leaned forward, listening to the delicious, wet slapping noises our bodies made as they came into contact again and again.
“You like that, Rucha? You like that cock fucking your tight little pussy?”
She was riding her fake cock in perfect rhythm with her sister riding mine, squirming on it as she arched her back and pulled hard on both nipples. I reached around and did the same to Aeishwarya, eliciting a positive response.
“Oh, yeah, Krishna … I’m your little slut-in-law, you know that? Mmm, yes. Pinch them harder for me!”
I followed her instructions, pulling again at her taut nipples and prompting Aeishwarya to both exclaim “ouch!” and ride me harder.
Rucha squealed at Aeishwarya’s response, now trailing her right hand down to her clit, where she began vigorously massaging. Aeishwarya followed suit as I saw her right hand pull in front of her, then felt the pressure of her had on her pussy.
“Yeah, Krishna, I’m going to rub my clit while you fuck me so I can cum nice and fast, OK?”
“You rub that clit, you little slut,” I growled. “I’m gonna make that little pussy cum so hard…”
My dirty talk was apparently putting the both over the edge, as they moaned and gasped in unison, Aeishwarya increasing the intensity of her hip gyrations as I again grabbed her hips and rammed my cock up into her.
“Oh, fuck!” Rucha moaned. “I’m so close …”
“Yes, baby! Fuck me!” Aeishwarya shouted, giving up on the illusion. That was OK for me. I was still into it in the best possible way.
Another few seconds of thrusting, moaning and pleading and they both climaxed at precisely the same time, Aeishwarya clamping her pussy down on me and leaning forward to grip my knees for support. For her part, Rucha was face down on the floor, the dildo still inside her, her hips trembling as she worked the last few shudders out of her orgasm.
I lay there reveling in the sensation of having so thoroughly pleasured these two women, but I was in no way finished. Through some feat of timing or testosterone level or pure luck, I’d surprised myself by holding out on my own orgasm, and now felt harder and stronger than ever before. I also couldn’t help the spike to my libido from the utter surprise of the morning.
Without a word, I sat up, Aeishwarya still impaled on my cock, wrapped my arms around her and lifted her petite frame up, then flipped her over on her stomach so we could both see the smartphone screen.
“You’re going to need to readjust, Rucha. Time for me to fuck you like I really mean it,” I said, still inside Aeishwarya and pulling her up on her knees so her ass stuck high in the air.
Aeishwarya just gasped and moaned, “oh my god,” again and again, while Rucha roused herself and saw what was going on. She said nothing, but looked into the camera with a wicked grin and pulled the dildo from the floor, attaching it again to the mirrored closet door. She then bent forward on her knees, easing the dildo back against her pussy. Her position, along with the reflection of her ass in the glass, managed to make the scene even hotter.
“I’m going to ask you some questions, Rucha, and every time you answer I want you to slide that cock inside you a little bit more, understand? But not until you answer me. And you’d better be telling the truth.”
She bit her lip in anticipation. “OK.”
“Have you wanted me to fuck you as long as Aeishwarya and I have been together, Rucha?
“
“Uh huh,” she said, low and husky, looking me dead in the eye through the camera lens.
She rocked her hips back slightly, taking the head.
“Did you get yourself off thinking about it?”
“Yes. Oh, my god, all the time!”
Another inch.
“Did you get off with Aeishwarya thinking about it?”
I heard Aeishwarya chuckle between the contented noises I was eliciting just by keeping my hard shaft inside her.
“Yeah, a lot.”
Another inch.
“Have you wanted me to fill you up and cum all over your ass?”
All she could do in response was whine in agreement as she finally slid down to the hilt.
I finally resumed fucking my wife, prompting Rucha to rock back and forth on her dildo, keeping time with us. Aeishwarya clawed at the sheets and squealed into the pillow as I drew myself all the way out, save for the head of my cock, the plunged my full length back in.
“Who’s my little bitch, Rucha?”
“I am!” she moaned.
“Say it again!” Aeishwarya blurted out. “Say it, Rucha!”
“I’m your little bitch, Krishna! Fuck me!”
“That’s right, Rucha. Fuck that cock, take it all the way while I slam into your sister so nice and deep. I’m going to get her ass all nice and wet now so I can slip a finger inside her. I want you to finger your ass, too, OK?”
“Yes, Krishna. Oh, god … So close to cumming.”
“Good girl. You cum for us when Aeishwarya does, and if you’re a good girl I’ll let you watch my shoot my load all over her little ass, and you’ll get to pretend it’s you.”
“Yes. Yes, please!”
I sucked my thumb into my mouth, coating it with saliva, the pressed it against Aeishwarya’s puckered ass, easing it in a little further with each stroke of my cock.
“Oh, god …” Aeishwarya moaned through the sheets she was now biting into. “That feels so fucking good…”
“Are you doing it, Rucha,” I panted. I was getting close now, too.”
I could see her right hand extended back to her ass. “Yes. Oh, god. I’m almost there.”
Aeishwarya’s whines were reaching a fever pitch and I could feel myself losing control. The view of my wife’s boyish hair, narrow waist and magnificent ass filled my vision up close, while the tiny image of Rucha getting off and now thrashing against the artificial cock glowed on the cellphone screen.
“Don’t stop, Krishna. So close …” Aeishwarya cried.
Finally, I felt her pussy muscles clench. I kept fucking her in long, powerful strokes as she thrust her ass back against me, feeling her orgasm overtake her. She was balling the sheet up in her fist even more, her mouth open in a silent climactic scream. On the screen, Rucha’s ass quivered on the dildo as she collapsed her head to the floor, her hard breaths catching in her throat. Her whole body trembled with the aftershocks of her orgasm as she pushed herself back up on her arms and gazed back into the camera.
“Did you cum?”
Aeishwarya laughed in that wonderful way that told me she was exhausted, but also utterly satisfied. “I don’t think he did. I don’t know what’s gotten into him this morning, but I’m impressed.”
“I want you to make him cum, Aeishwarya. Please make him cum for me. I want to see it!”
Because we weren’t teenagers worried about getting pregnant or porn stars, we rarely got into the whole external cum shot thing. But things had been so different up to this point I couldn’t see why they wouldn’t continue that way. Aeishwarya looked over her shoulder at me for a silent confirmation, and I nodded my head in agreement. Leaning forward, she pulled off me and flipped around and got up on her knees, placing her breasts at the same level as my rigid cock.
“How do you want it? In my mouth? On my tits?” Aeishwarya asked.
Rucha pulled the dildo off the mirror and sat back against the wall, her legs spread, then with a gasp and a long moan, pressed the head of the artificial cock back inside her.
“Mmmm, I don’t care. I just want to see his hot cum spurting. And I think I might have one more in me, too.”
That was all it took for Aeishwarya to lean forward and press my cock between her tits, pushing at each from the side to cradle my cock as I began to ease it up and down. Hoping to give Rucha a better view of my own climax, I reached for the phone and held it at arm’s length, hoping that Aeishwarya’s face and my cock remained in the frame.
“Oh, my god. That’s incredibly hot, you guys. Please don’t stop!”
Aeishwarya looked up at me and smiled, then tilted her head and extended her tongue just enough for the tip to graze my cock on the upstroke, which was what finally did me in.
“You ready, Rucha?”
She was slamming the dildo in and out and rubbing her clit with her other hand. “Yeah, do it,” she said breathlessly.
A few more stroke-and-lick combinations and I felt the orgasm building in my toes, then work its way up through my thighs.
“Yeah, here it comes!”
Aeishwarya leaned back just enough to grab my cock and continue flicking at the head with her tongue, sending me completely over the edge. The slight pressure Aeishwarya applied as she held me was just enough to back up the long overdue ejaculation and result in a tremendous release of cum that was totally unlike me. Aeishwarya’s eyes grew wide in amazement as my cock spurted in creamy white jets three times over her fantastic breasts, while I watched Rucha’s back arch in yet another powerful orgasm.
“Yeah, that’s it!” she shouted as she came again, her hips and legs trembling as she bit her lip and tried not to slide all the way down the wall onto the floor.
“Holy shit,” Aeishwarya said, still marveling at what I’d done. “Where the hell did that come from? I’m impressed.” She still held my cock, and was now using its softening length like a wand to spread the streams of spunk on her nipples.
“Well, I strive to be impressive,” I managed to say as the tremors of my orgasm subsided and Aeishwarya’s continued manipulations sent tiny aftershocks across my nervous system.
“Fuck, you guys,” Rucha sighed, sitting up and pulling the dildo from inside her. “That was unbelievable.”
I leaned down and kissed my wife deeply. Looking into her eyes afterward, I asked, “So, this has been a thing, huh?”
She actually blushed and pulled me down beside her on the bed. “Are you mad?”
I held the phone up so we could still see Rucha, who had suddenly grown a little more modest, pulling her legs together and her knees up as she reached for the phone. Her face now filled the frame. “Rucha, do I look mad?”
“You look pretty fucking happy to me,” she said, also a lot more bashfully than circumstances would suggest.
“Mind if I ask …?”
Aeishwarya just put her fingers to my lips and smiled. “You’ll get the whole story eventually. Let’s just enjoy this for the moment, OK?”
I silently agreed, content to take in the beautiful scene of my wife and her sister so completely satisfied.
“Hey, Rucha,” she asked. “You still on to join us up at Kodaikanal”
“Hell yeah,” she said. “Wouldn’t miss it for the world, especially now. Something tells me it will be a lot more exciting than normal.”
“That goes without saying,” Aeishwarya replied.
Gangbang Fantasies (Gangbang, romance, stranger sex, toys)
Krishna and Aeishwarya had often shared their sexual fantasies with one another; it heightened their own sexual experiences by making them extremely horny and more sensitive and aware of one another’s turn-ons. Although they spoke about them frequently, they had never acted on them other that a few experimental sessions with sexual toys and apparatus.
While surfing the web for another toy to use in their love making, Krishna ran across a site called the Sexual Fantasy Group. For a small fee they would provide any sexual experience you could think of, within reason, and that would not harm any of the participants.
Krishna emailed the group to see what it would cost him to fulfill one of his and his wife’s fantasies. In a couple of days, he received a reply and a contact number and liked the price quote he got from them, and they said they could fulfill his request. He called and set the date, and found out the location. He planned it for the night before their anniversary date. The Group mailed him an invitation to present to his wife and assured him they would comply with all of his wishes.
The week of their anniversary Krishna mentioned to Aeishwarya that he had made plans for them for the night before their anniversary and he presented the invitation to her. It read, “Come experience the Fantasy you have always dreamed of… The Sexual Fantasy Group”. She asked what this was all about and Krishna told her it was a surprise and that she would just have to wait.
The night arrived, and Krishna took her to the location, Aeishwarya was excited and a little nervous. It was a very nice house located on Queens Avenue. They were greeted at the door and led into the lush living room by a buff gentleman in very tight fitting cloths which showed every bump and bulge of his body, even the nice package between his legs was accentuated.
Krishna leaned over and whispered in her ear to relax and enjoy this experience, and to embrace and go along with anything that is presented to her because it was their Fantasy. He also told her that he would be enjoying himself as much as she was.
They sat on the couch and the gentleman complimented Aeishwarya on her outfit and hair. He then reached over a grasped her left breast and said that he especially liked the way her breasts were highlighted. He started to massage her breast and run his thumb over her nipple. She looked at Krishna with surprise and acceptance in her stare. Krishna smiled, winked at her, and gave her a nod of his approval.
Two more men came into the room, each were equally impressive specimens of the male physic like the first gentleman who was still caressing Aeishwarya’s breast, and each were equally endowed in their manly-hood. One of them whispered into Krishna’s ear, pointed up the stairs and then motioned to the right with his hand. Krishna smiled, gave his wife a kiss, and proceeded up the stairs and to the room on the right.
It was a small room with a large two way mirror peering into a lavish bedroom. There was a chair setting right in front of the mirror where he could sit and watch. There were all kinds of amenities on the table to the right of the chair. There was also a wall monitor on the left wall that showed the living room down stairs. He sat and watched as the Gentlemen made his wife Horny as hell.
In the living room the three men were massaging and caressing his wife’s body, concentrating on her breast and crotch areas. She squirmed in excitement and pleasure as the men touched her and complimented her on her sexy body and hot looks. She complimented them back, as she caressed and massaged their crotch areas, feeling their massive cocks thru their tight fitting pants.
After they had made her extremely excited and wet, they stood up and led her up the stairs to the bedroom just down the hall from Krishna. He watched them enter the room and lead his wife in. They turned her toward the mirror and closing the door, began to undress her seductively. They undressed themselves as well, and Aeishwarya was amazed at how beefy, large and perfect they all were. She especially noticed their cock size, they were all equally endowed with eight to nine inches of broad, hot, pulsing meat. She couldn’t help reaching out and grabbing two of them and feeling their size and warmth. She stroked them and imagined them inside her. She smiled in anticipation as they laid her down on the bed and began sucking her nipples.
There was no foot board on the bed which gave Krishna a perfect view of what was happening. Two of the men were sucking, biting and pulling on her nipples. She had reached down on each side and grasped the men’s huge cocks and began to pull and stroke them.
The one on her left breast felt a little larger than the one on her right, but she couldn’t tell for sure. The third man had gone to the nightstand and brought the magic bullet vibrator over to her and began to massage her clit with its vibrating madness. She squirmed in pleasure and spread her legs in acceptance.
She was in sensory storm as all of her hot spots were being stimulated. The bullet hit the mark, and with all of this sensory input, she overloaded and began to convulse in orgasmic contractions, again and again she hitched and convulsed and screamed in pleasure.
The two men continued to suck and pleasure her nipples as the bullet operator continued to vibrate her clit. He finally removed the bullet from her dripping wet vagina and grabbed her legs sliding her to the edge of the bed. He then inserted the head of his enormous cock into the swollen lips of her wet, warm puss and began to slide it deep into her.
The other two continued to suck, lick and pleasure her nipples. She moaned in approval and screamed for him to fuck her and fuck her hard. She was so Horny and ready, she could hardly stand it. He slid his cock in and out slowly a few times, teasing her a little before he finally began to pound it home.
Aeishwarya was in heaven, and she started to thrust her pelvis at him with every in-stroke to take his entire rock hard cock deep into her chasm to reach that special spot that she yearned to have touched. It didn’t take long for her to start bucking and convulsing in orgasmic contractions. And as she did so, her vaginal walls contracted rapidly, causing the bullet man to lose his load, and as she felt his pulsing inside her, she came again.
Krishna watched this episode in complete pleasure and satisfaction; he had taken out his rock hard cock and started stroking it as he watched the three men pleasure his wife. When she screamed fuck me hard, he had begun to stroke his cock faster and faster; and as she screamed in pleasure, and started to cum herself; he orgasmed. As he watched her cum in the bedroom, he was cumming in the watching room. He was immensely turned on by what he was watching, and it wasn’t over yet.
The Bullet man pulled his cock from her quivering pussy and stepped out from between her legs. He assumed the position at her right breast and the man that was on her right breast stepped into position and became the new bullet man. He grabbed the still vibrating bullet and began to massage her clit with it again.
Aeishwarya accepted it with pleasure and positioned her hips forward to give him prime access to the hot spot. It didn’t take him long to find it and she began to moan again. Within moments she was contracting and convulsing in pleasure again and again.
Two men still sucking and licking and biting her rock hard nipples, and the Magic Bullet doing its sensual thing to her clit was driving her nuts with intense sexual stimulation. She contracted and convulsed again for nearly five minutes as the bullet nestled and stayed in the magic clitoral position.
Then the Second Bullet man lifted her legs placing her feet on his shoulders as he slid his enormous cock into her hot, wet, swollen vagina. Aeishwarya again smiled and moaned in satisfaction, she wanted, and was ready to be fucked hard again. She asked the new bullet man to do so and he obliged her immediately.
He started to thrust his monster cock in and out and in and out of her. She was so on edge that she immediately began cumming again and again. She had never cum this much in one evening in her life and she didn’t know how her body kept doing it. But she didn’t care at this point, it all felt too good.
The second bullet man paused and made one last deep thrust and began to orgasm himself, shooting his load deep inside her. His body quivered and he began to have short spasmodic convulsions as he came. Her legs jerked and convulsed in the aftershock of her orgasmic earthquake.
As the second man pulled out, the one on her left breast left his position and moved to the prime position, becoming bullet man #3, and he also started things off with the bullet massaging her clit.
Aeishwarya was exhausted and completely satisfied at this point and did not know how she could perform, let alone cum anymore, but the bullet still felt good, vibrating its magical vibrations in her clitoris area. She positioned her hips again to accept its pulsations and slid a little to the left, and it again found the magic spot. Her nipples were again being pleasured by the other two men, licking, sucking, biting, pulling, massaging, and more sucking. She laid her head back to enjoy the sensations, and a few seconds later she was jerking and convulsing in pleasurable contractions again.
Krishna was still watching in pleasure and felt his own cock beginning to rise again as the third man pleasured her with the magic bullet. He looked in the accessory basket on the table and found a pocket pussy. He opened the package and lubricated the lips of it with the lubricating gel pack that was included in the pack.
As he watched Aeishwarya jerking and convulsing and being pleasured a third time, he slid the pocket pussy slowly onto his cock and began to move it up and down. He was rock hard again and enjoying himself and everything he was seeing.
Aeishwarya could take no more of the magic bullet and reached down to move it away from her clitoris, She looked the third man in the eyes as she did this and told him she wanted his hard cock inside her right now. He immediately obliged her, jerking her up, spinning her around and entering her puss from behind, doing her mission style.
The other two men positioned themselves underneath her hanging breasts and began to suck and bite her nipples as bullet man #3 fucked her from behind. She arched her back down pressing her breasts into the men’s faces and positioning her pussy for deeper penetration from the man behind her. He was definitely the biggest of the three men, and after she had arched her back, his large, long cock began to touch that special spot that she had yearned to have touched. With every in stroke, he touched the spot again and again and soon she was orgasmic again.
Krishna also began to orgasm again in the watching room as he sensed his wife’s orgasm coming on. The pocket pussy felt good and swallowed his whole cock with each stroke. Aeishwarya came in longer more intense contractions than she had before. Every muscle in her body locked up with each contraction, causing her legs to squeeze her vagina putting more pressure on the third mans large cock, and because of this he also started to cum.
He was a stroking cummer, and he sped up his delivery as he came, this in turn caused Aeishwarya’s contractions to intensify and she began to scream in orgasmic pleasure. This made him push his cock in harder deeper and faster. It also made Krishna’s orgasm intensify as he heard her scream in pleasure and satisfaction.
Her orgasm reached a new level that she had never experienced, and it felt like she would explode with each convulsion. He pumped her hard and fast and she came explosively for a full two minutes before her legs gave out and she collapsed onto the bed and the two men below her. He stopped stroking as she collapsed and pulled out of her. The other two men slid out from under her and pulled her all the way back onto the bed and turned her over.
They began to caress her body with their finger tips as she caught her breath. She truly knew what it felt like to be totally satisfied. Who knew that exhaustion could feel so good?
Krishna was also lying back in the chair of the watching room, totally satisfied and exhausted. After catching his breath, he cleaned himself up and exited the room. He was met by a gentleman in a suit who led him to the bedroom where his wife was and Krishna laid down beside her on the bed and kissed her on the check.
She looked over at him and thanked him for a wonderful experience and fulfillment of a fantasy. He thanked her for the same. He helped clean her up and get dressed and the suited man led them back to the living room and told them that they would be done with the video shortly and to enjoy some drinks from the bar.
Krishna and Aeishwarya sat and talked about the experience and enjoyed a drink. They were both happy and satisfied completely, and were glad they had fulfilled one of their fantasies.
The suit man brought out a DVD of the experience and thanked them for their business. They left with the video of the experience which included multiple angles of the bedroom scene, and even video footage of the watching room that was displayed as picture in picture in the corner of the bedroom video so you could see both parties’ reactions simultaneously.
Krishna and Aeishwarya would enjoy watching this video from time-to-time, and they have great, inspired sex each time they view it.
Part two
A couple of months later Krishna surprised Aeishwarya with another trip to the Sexual Fantasy Group. They were met at the door by the gentleman in a suit and immediately led up to one of the bedrooms upstairs. The suited gentleman handed Krishna the silver bullet toy and bid them a good fantasy and exited the room. Krishna led Aeishwarya to the bed and began to kiss her and massage her breast.
Aeishwarya was immediately excited and grabbed his cock through his jeans and began to massage it. She thought to herself, that it was sweet of him to bring her here again to videotape just the two of them. Krishna pulled her shirt over her head and unclasped her bra sliding it off her arms and letting it fall to the floor.
He laid her back on the bed and began to suck on her nipples, first her right and then her left, he nibbled and bit at her hard nipples and sucked them into his mouth teasing the tips of them with his tongue. She squirmed with pleasure and moaned. Krishna stood up and pulled her pants and underwear off, he also stripped his clothes off revealing his rock hard cock that was already pulsing and oozing pre-ejaculate in anticipation of his cuming.
Aeishwarya leaned forward and took the tip of his cock into her mouth and licked and sucked up all the precum, she loved the salty taste of Krishna’s pre-jac and she tried to milk some more out of his cock by going deep down on him and using her lips and hand to put pressure on his cock as she pulled up. She was rewarded well for this effort as pre-jac oozed onto her tongue as she neared the head of his cock on her way up. She repeated the process a few more times and stuck the tip of her tongue into the end of his cock to get every last drop she could.
Krishna pulled her up and laid her back on the bed again. He grabbed the silver bullet that the suit man had given him and turned on its vibrating pleasure and began to massage her nipples with it. He then moved it down to her clit and moved it up and down her slit lubricating it with her juices, finally settling it in just the right spot to give her pleasure. She tensed and moaned with pleasure as the vibrations pleasured her clit. It wasn’t long before she was bucking with orgasm again and again as the vibrations tickled her clit in just the right way. She screamed with pleasure and screamed for him to suck her nipples now. Krishna immediately obliged his wife’s command and began to suck her nipples with feverish fury. He pushed the bullet in a little firmer making Aeishwarya convulse and buck even more and the orgasms continued to come. She screamed at him again to fuck her now and fuck her hard.
Just as Krishna stood up to oblige her command, the fire alarm started to sound. They looked at each other and started to grab their clothes. Then the door burst open and two firemen came in and grabbed Krishna and Aeishwarya and rushed them down the back hall, down a flight of stairs, and through another bedroom door on the main level. They shoved them to the bed in this room and turned around and locked the door. Aeishwarya looked at Krishna in a puzzled way and he shrugged his shoulders. The firemen were large, buff specimens of the male anatomy and Krishna did not stand a chance of fighting through them.
They grabbed him and forced him into the chair at the end of the bed and duct taped him into it by going around the chair and his upper chest and shoulders. Aeishwarya watched in horror, not caring that she was still naked clutching onto her clothes and the silver bullet. The two buff firemen turned toward her and started taking off their gear. She slid back on the bed and threw her cloths at them. They smiled and continued to undress.
Once they were naked, one fireman leaned down and picked up the silver bullet looking up at Aeishwarya and smiling, he asked what in the heck they were using it for. I was still vibrating in his hand as he slid toward her across the bed. Both firemen were well endowed and buff, with six pack abs, huge pectoral muscles, and dark tan skin. They were so buff and tan that they looked like Chip’n Dale Dancers. She couldn’t help think that in another situation this might be a good fantasy.
Then it hit her, and she looked over at Krishna who was smiling ear to ear and his cock was as hard as a rock again. She smiled back and thought to herself, OK, I’ll play along.
She looked at the Fireman sliding toward her on the bed and asked him if he had brought his fire hose because she had a fire inside her that needed to be extinguished. He smiled at her and hoisted his behemoth cock from between his legs. Aeishwarya said that it might just do the trick.
She looked to the other fireman and told him not to just stand around and commanded him to start sucking her nipples, to which he obliged. The other fireman stuck the bullet into her twat and started to rub it up and down, she reached down and helped him until they found the magic spot. She leaned back to enjoy the pleasure which came quickly as one fireman sucked her nipples and the other pleasured her clit.
She commanded the other fireman to suck on her other tit as he ran the bullet in her clit. With both fireman sucking and biting on her nipples the fire built inside her and she was shortly screaming in pleasure as she orgasmed again and again. She pulled up on the hair of one of the fireman and told him to start fucking her now. He immediately stepped to the side of the bed and pulled her legs toward him. He stuck the head of his large cock into her pussy and began to pound it into her deep and furiously. It felt so good to her and she screamed in ecstasy.
The other fireman continued to suck her tits and rub the bullet in the top of her clit as the other fireman’s large cock entered and exited her. She looked over at Krishna and he was masturbating furiously, still taped to the chair but his hands were free to pleasure himself, how convenient, she thought. But she didn’t think long as the orgasm had built inside her and was ready to explode again.
She came with the fury of a thunderstorm, bucking and convulsing so much that the fireman running the bullet could not stay on task. As she came, so did Krishna, and so did the fireman that was inside her. As she climaxed she pulled the other fireman’s hair, the behemoth fireman who was still sucking her tits; she pulled his face to hers and screamed as she orgasmed for him to put out the fire now.
He stood and pulled the other fireman from her in mid stroke and plunged his behemoth cock deep into her pussy and began to push it in and out slapping his balls to her ass in a fast furious pace.
It never stopped, her orgasm only heightened and became more explosive, making her convulse with pleasure and scream loudly. She came and came and came as his behemoth fire hose put out her fire.
Four minutes later she was still convulsing with pleasure as he unloaded his hose inside her, squelching the last bit of fire within her. She was totally exhausted and totally satisfied.
The fireman stopped pushing and collapsed onto her chest, his large cock still pulsing inside her. She looked over at Krishna, taped to the chair, still smiling and finishing his stroke. Ejaculate oozed from the tip of his cock in a river of white. She smiled back, loving the warm feeling of the cock inside her, loving the fact that her man just wanted to see her pleasured and satisfied, and remembering how she had told him of her fantasy of a buff man in uniform and forced sex. This really didn’t count as forced sex because she had caught on too soon, but maybe another day, and hopefully soon, she would be caught by surprise.
Krishna and Aeishwarya cleaned up, kissed and cuddled, and relived the experience in detail while the man in the suit finished the production. He presented them with the DVD and bid them a good night. They would also enjoy this video for many years to come.