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"Oh, shit! It's huge!" She exclaimed. Her eyes were closed and her mouth open as Mike gripped her thighs and began to slide in and out of her. Her groans matching the thrust of his cock. Jack stepped next to the couch, cock in hand, and grabbed Kriti's ponytail to turn her head towards him.

"Yeah, you want this?" He laughed.

"Oh, god," Kriti could barely concentrate with Mike's ramming his huge cock into her. "Yes," she finally managed, "put your cock in my mouth." Kriti stuck out her tongue as Jack slid his dick into her mouth.

The fucking Kriti was receiving from the two men sent her tits swinging back and forth, as her moans were stifled by Mike's cock filling her mouth. The scene was too much for me and I could not remember ever being so aroused before. I strained against the handcuffs, wanting desperately to relieve the tension in my loins. Tyrone had taken the opportunity to retrieve his cellphone from his clothes and began to take pictures of Kriti's fucking.

"It's my time, slut." Jack withdrew his cock from Kriti's mouth and laid on the floor. Mike pulled out of her pussy and sent her crawling over to Jack with a loud smack on her ass. Kriti hauled herself onto Jack and slowly slid onto his erect cock with a loud moan. Placing her hands on Jack's broad chest, Jack began thrusting up into Kriti eliciting sounds of pleasure from her mouth. Mike lowered himself behind Kriti and began to rub his cock, still glistening with her own juices, on her asshole.

"Oh, god. I've never done that," Kriti said, panicked.

"There's a first time for everything, honey. Now, beg for it," Mike replied with another slap to her ass. I could see Kriti close her eyes as she leaned forward onto Jack's torso.

"Please, sir. Put your big dick into my ass."

Mike pulled apart Kriti's cheeks and began to force his cock into her ass. "Oh my god...oh god it's so big," Kriti yelped. Mike and Jack began to rhythmically slide their cocks in and out of Kriti's tiny body. I could tell Kriti's body was responding to the double penetration she was receiving. I recognized the signs from when she sometimes used her vibrator on herself after we had sex. Her tits were fully erect, her eyes closed, and her face was a mixture of pain and pleasure. Her moans grew louder and louder as Jack took one of her nipples into his mouth.

Tyrone stepped over to the three-way, grabbed Kriti's hair and turned her face towards me. "Tell hubby what's about to happen," he said slyly.

"Oh, god! I'm going to cum!" she exclaimed. Tyrone laughed as he released her hair. Kriti let out a scream like I had never heard from her as her orgasm shook her body.

"Let's give this bitch a makeover," Mike laughed as he pulled his cock out of her ass. He then lifted her off of Jack's dick and onto her knees. Kriti's chest heaved up and down as she tried to catch her breath. The two men stood to the left and the right of her as they stroked their cocks.

"You want this cum?" Jack asked.

"God, yes" Kriti replied as she brought her breathing under control. "Give me your cum."

Jack grabbed her hair and turned her face towards him before sending a massive stream of cum onto her cheeks, mouth, and chin. As more ropes of semen covered her face, some dripped down onto her tits. Kriti had never let me give her a facial and I was surprised she was able to sit still and take such a huge load.

It was Mike's turn now as his orgasm sent streams of cum covering the other side of Kriti's face. More cum rolled down over her lips and onto her chest. Kriti was able to wipe the cum out of her eyes to see before Tyrone ordered her to leave her face alone. Oh god, please let this be the end. I silently prayed.

Tyrone grabbed Kriti by the arm, lifted her up, and walked her over to me.

"I think your husband liked that a little too much," He told her. "Pull his cock out and let's find out."

Kriti obeyed, undoing my pants and sliding them down my thighs. I was in shock by what was happening and stunned to be mere inches from Kriti's beautiful face and tits, both of which were covered in cum. Only after she was done did I realize that everyone could now see the raging hard-on Kriti's fucking had given me. My face turned red in embarrassment.

Kriti stood in front of me on her high heels staring down at me. Tyrone was right behind her with an ear to ear smile. What's he doing? I thought, still trying to fight the intense desire from my dick.

"Why don't you climb on top so we can give him a close up," Tyrone said, his smile growing even wider. Kriti pushed my knees together and then climbed onto my lap, her legs fitting snugly between my legs and the arm rest. Her tits, glistening with cum droppings, hung right at my eye level.

"Now, give him a little kiss to thank him for making this all possible," Tyrone told her as he grabbed the back of her head and pushed it towards mine. Kriti's lips enthusiastically met mine and she stuck her tongue into my mouth. I tried not to think about where her mouth had just been, or the fact I could taste the semen on her lips. Cum from her face transferred onto mine as she gave me the most passionate kiss we had shared.

Tyrone stepped behind her, cock in hand, and slide into her pussy. I could tell because her eye went wide and a loud "Oh, god!" as her head shot up. I was hornier than ever as I watched waves of pleasure wash over Kriti's face.

"He's been so good, why don't you help him out," Tyrone suggested as he slowly slid in and out of my wife. Kriti, still concentrating on Tyrone's massive cock inside her, reached down and began to stroke my dick. Waves of relief and pleasure washed over me as her hand went up and down my member.

"Of course," Tyrone interrupted, "you're doing him a solid by taking this fucking, maybe he ought to help you out and clean up those tits." The words shocked me with disgust.

"What? no!" I protested. I immediately regretted my answer as Tyrone reached down and pulled Kriti's hand from my cock. Frustration swept over my body as it was denied relief. I tried to thrust my hips up, as if touching Kriti with my cock might provide some form of respite.

"You can sit and watch if you're not going to help," Tyrone said mockingly. I was about to protest again when I was cut off by Kriti.

"Come on baby, it'll go easier if you don't fight it. Just think of it as sucking on my breasts."

I was shocked at Kriti's pleas to go along with this plan. My mouth dropped open as I looked up to her cum covered face. Kriti took that opportunity to grab my chin and place her right breast into my mouth. Instinctively, my tongue shot out to caress her nipple. While it found its mark, I was also greeted with the taste of another man's cum.

"That's it," Kriti coached me, "suck it all off." I knew I should be disgusted by what I was doing, but my will was overridden by my burning desire to orgasm. Kriti slowly pulled her tit out of my mouth as I sucked it dry. She then placed her left breast into my mouth, and we repeated the process.

"Don't forget all the jizz on top," Tyrone said, referencing the cum drippings higher on her breast. Compelled by the possibility that Kriti would get to finish jerking me off, I leaned forward and sent my tongue lapping across Kriti's chest while the three men laughed with approval. The taste, and knowing what I was licking, disgusted me; but I knew I had no choice. Tyrone's pace had quickened as he watched me clean the cum from Kriti's breast. Kriti now had to brace herself from Tyrone's quick thrusts by placing both hands on the armrest of the chair.

"I think he's going to have to finish the job himself," Tyrone called out to Jack and Mike. Mike responded by retrieving a handcuff key from his pants and stepping behind my chair. He undid the cuff on my right wrist and then reattached the cuff to the back of my chair, freeing my right hand but leaving me bound to the chair by my feet and left hand.

At this point, I was too horny to think straight. Having watched my wife get her brains fucked out while sporting a schoolgirl outfit combined with the fact that Tyrone's thrusts were sending her tits swaying right before my eyes as she cried out in pleasure left me with only one option. I immediately grasped my dick with my hand and began stroking. Kriti seemed to be preoccupied with her own pleasures to even notice I was right below her jerking off.

I did not last long. My pent-up desire exploded onto Kriti's thigh as I finally let out my own moans. Initially, neither Tyrone nor Kriti appeared to notice. But as I looked up from the mess I made on Kriti's leg, I could see Tyrone whispering into her ear.

"Looks like you're in need of another cleaning, sweetie," Tyrone mused as he continued his long, slow strokes into Kriti's womanhood. Kriti reached down with a finger and scooped up a dollop of cum off her leg and presented to me in front of my mouth.

"What?!" I protested. "That's gross, I'm not doing that." For an instant, Tyrone looked like he might answer but he was, again, cut off my Kriti.

"Please," she responded. "He'll hurt me if you don't." The words were pleas for help, but the tone in her voice conveyed something else. I looked up into her face and I swore I could see a smile hiding behind her cum drenched cheeks. No, you're imagining things, I told myself.

I meekly started to open my mouth. Kriti wasted no time and immediately thrust her cum carrying finger into my mouth. I closed my eyes and mouth as Kriti slide her finger out past my lips, leaving the vile liquid behind. I swallowed immediately, not wanting to taste my jizz any longer than necessary. I opened my eyes to find Kriti scooping more off her thigh with her finger. I cursed myself. Having gone weeks without having sex, combined with my arousal from Kriti's fucking, had caused me to blow a tremendous load onto Kriti.

I closed my eyes and opened my mouth as I resigned myself to what was about to happen. Kriti fed me finger full after finger full of my own cum which I hurriedly swallowed as fast as I could before the taste could make me gag. I tried to tell myself that it was not that bad: it was my own semen this time, not someone else's. As the loads kept coming, I began to wonder how much cum I had actually shot onto Kriti's leg.

I opened my eyes to see how much more I would have to endure. I discovered that the load I shot on her leg was gone. I looked up to see Kriti running her finger across her jaw, scooping up the jizz Mike had shot there. I realized that, although her face had the dried remnant of the two loads Kriti had taken, the cum was otherwise gone from her face. Before I could process what had happened, Kriti thrust her last finger load into my mouth. I scowled at her as I realized she had just fed me all of Mike and Jack's semen that remained on her face, in addition to my own load.

Tyrone, Mike, and Jack all began to laugh. It was then that I realized Mike had been standing next to us recording my feeding with his phone camera. I turned bright red in embarrassment. I looked back up at Kriti to see her reaction, but her eyes were closed as her body appeared to be responding to Tyrone's fucking. How much longer can he last? I thought.

Tyrone's pace and force had picked up and the chair was now shaking from his power thrusts. Kriti's nipples were erect as her chest heaved in my face. Her shallow breathing was punctuated by short moans.

"Yeah, baby. You ready to cum with me?" Tyrone asked as he gripped Kriti's skirt with both hands to give him more leverage.

"Oh, yes! Please, make me cum!" Kriti responded.

"No!" I shouted, as I realized Tyrone had no intention of giving her a facial. "Not inside of her!" I pleaded. Kriti had stopped taking birth control as we had been planning to start a family. Again, Kriti answered for Tyrone.

"It's okay, sweetie," she reassured me as her right hand briefly caressed the side of my face. "We'll just tell everyone we adopted." Her words shocked me as she returned her hand to the armrest. Before I could respond, Kriti was overcome with another orgasm. I watched helplessly as her body shook and she let out a loud "OH GOD! YES!"

Tyrone, clearly turned on by Kriti's submission to his seed and her orgasm, followed suit. Slamming his cock all the way inside Kriti he let out a roar of pleasure as he pumped Kriti full of cum. He pulled on her skirt so hard the clasp gave way and he ripped the last bit of modesty off her body. Kriti let out a sharp moan as a shudder rolled over her body.

"Oh my god," she cried. Tyrone slowly withdrew his cock from inside Kriti, leaving her to slide off of me and onto the floor. She sat, naked except for her stockings and heels, chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath.

Jack walked up behind Kriti, still naked himself, but holding the belt he had removed from his pants. He roped the belt around Kriti's neck, put the tip through the buckle, and slid the buckle all the way down to her neck, forming an impromptu leash collar. Initially, Kriti appeared uncertain how to respond. However, Jack began to pull on the leash, while keeping it low to the ground, forcing Kriti to turn and crawl on her hands and knees in the direction she was led. Jack walked her over to a couch where he sat down. He then pulled the leash, and Kriti's face to his crotch.

Jack grabbed her back from the back of Kriti's head and shoved her lips onto his ballsack. Kriti, without further command, immediately began kissing, licking and sucking on Jack's scrotum. Her slurping and smacking sounds filled the room before being drowned out by obscene comments from Tyrone and Mike. Tyrone stepped forward to snap a few pictures of Kriti, on her hands and knees, inhaling Jack's balls.

 

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Jack pulled Kriti back to allow him to point the tip of his cock directly at her face. Obediently, Kriti opened her mouth and began to take his penis into her mouth. Mike, also holding his belt, stepped behind Kriti.

"Alright, girl," his voice rising above the sound of Kriti's blowjob. "I want to see that entire cock down your throat! Balls deep, or else." Mike, emphasizing his point, whipped Kriti's exposed ass with his belt, eliciting a muffled scream from Kriti. Kriti responded by forcing more of Jack's dick into her mouth. Unsatisfied, Mike whipped Kriti's other cheek. Kriti grabbed jacks thighs and pulled herself forward, bringing her lips to the bottom of Jack's shaft and swallowing all of Mike's member.

I was shocked she had managed to swallow all of the cock. Based upon the size, I knew a significant portion of his penis had to be well inside her throat. Drool and spittle pooled on Jack's balls while a tear rolled down Kriti's cheek. Finally, Kriti could not hold it any longer and pulled her head back. I marveled as more and more of Jack's cock streamed out of her mouth. Kriti coughed and gaged, gasping for air.

"My turn to tear that ass up, girl," Jack chided as he lifted Kriti onto her feet and spun her around so her ass faced him. Without command, Kriti placed both her legs outside of Jacks and spread her ass cheeks. Jack grabbed her waist and guided her onto his glistening cock. I watched her grit her teeth and wince as she lowered her body and Jack's dick invaded her asshole.

"Oh, God!" she moaned as she brought her rear end to rest on Jack's lap, his cock buried deep inside her. She took several deep breaths, trying to manage the pain. Mike, standing face to face with Kriti, gave her a playful smack on her breast with his belt.

"Bounce for him," he commanded. Kriti placed her hands on Jack's legs and began to work her ass up and down Jack's cock. I could feel myself becoming aroused again, despite the pained look on Kriti's face. I marveled as Jack's member slid out of her ass and back in over and over.

Mike gave Kriti's chest another smack with his belt, causing her to open her eyes and look up into his face. Tyrone, camera in hand, moved in to get a better video.

"Are you still looking to adopt some kids?" Mike grinned.

"Oh, god yes. Fuck me, please. I want that big black dick in me!" Kriti pleaded. I tried to tell myself she was only trying to tell Mike what he wanted to keep from being abused further.

Dropping his belt, Mike grabbed Kriti's arms and planted her fully on Jacks dick. He then leaned her back onto Jack's chest, exposing her pussy to him. Mike fed his cock into Kriti's waiting slit as she rolled her eyes back and moaned. Jack slowed the pace of working his cock in and out of Kriti's ass while Mike began to rapidly pump his cock in and out of her pussy. Kriti let out a loud moan as the two cocks went in and out of her like pistons.

I could now feel myself fully erect again. Kriti was also clearly turned on as her moans became quicker and her tits became erect again. I watched as she dug her nails into Mike's arm and wrapped her legs around his waist. Mike was unrelenting in his speed and force as he continued to slam his cock into her womanhood. As another orgasm began to overtake Kriti, Jack grabbed the belt still around her neck and cinched it down. A combination of screams and gasped filled the room as Kriti was overcome with pleasure and a second orgasm shook her body. Mike followed suit, squeezing Kriti's tits and moaning as he released his seed deep inside her.

Mike slowly withdrew his cock from Kriti, as her body still shook. Jack wrapped his arms around Kriti and stood up, lifting Kriti with him. He then lowered her onto her hands and knees, with his cock still deep in her ass. He used his left hand to shove Kriti's face onto the ground while his right hand held the belt tight around her neck.

Jack's hips exploded with a series of rapid thrusts, eliciting screams from Kriti. Jack grunted as the sound of his body slapping against Kriti's ass competed to be heard over Kriti's yells. Finally, he slammed his cock balls deep into her ass before announcing his own orgasm with a shout.

"Oh yeah," he muttered as he pulled his cock out of Kriti, leaving her to collapse into a heap on the floor. The three black men began to dress themselves. For a moment, I panicked wondering if Kriti was okay. However, she slowly rolled herself into a seating position. Reaching up, she removed the belt from her neck and undid the tie holding her ponytail together. Her hair, matted with her sweat and the sweat from the three men that had been manhandling her, fell to her shoulders as she took several deep breaths.

Slowly, she turned and used the couch to haul herself into a standing position. I could see the red marks on her ass from where she had been whipped by Mike. She turned to face Tyrone and placed her hands on her hips, and she brought her breathing under control. Seeing her naked body on display, nipples hard, hair and face completely disheveled, wearing nothing but stockings and heels; I had never been so turned on before.

An uncomfortable silence filled the room as the three men finished dressing. Not sure what to say, I lashed out at Tyrone. "You got what you wanted, now we're even. Get out of my house!"

Tyrone responded with a laugh. "You think that is gonna cover 20 grand?" Tyrone looked back at Mike and Jack as if estimating the value of a car. "I'll tell ya what. We'll give you a 3 Lakhs credit for each of us. The way I see it, you still owe us 17 large." My draw dropped open in shock.

"W-what?" I stuttered. "That's not fair!"

"Look, we'll get you the money," Kriti interrupted. "Just give us some time and we can get it together." I could tell Kriti clearly wanted them out of the house, probably afraid any delay might result in her being gangbanged for a third time.

"Oh, no no no," Tyrone sneared. "Your husband has been ducking us for months. We're not going to play anymore games. We're going to make sure you earn that money."

"How?" I could see concern creeping over Kriti's face.

"Every Saturday night, both of you are going to come down to our club, and work until we get that money back."

"The strip club?!" Kriti asked in shock. Every bigshot in town had heard of the club, it had such a seedy reputation that it had become a running joke around town. "I can't do that, I teach at school, I'll lose my job if someone finds out," she protested.

"Would you prefer we sell tonight's videos online?" Tyrone teased, waiving his phone in the air. Both Kriti and I turned bright red in the face and shook our heads "no." Tyrone closed the distance between him and Kriti. "Besides," he continued "a pretty girl like you will make the money in no time. You see," Tyrone reached around and grabbed Kriti's ass, "you'll also be providing some special services for our clients who pay extra for it," Tyrone explained. He gave her ass a squeeze to emphasize the words "special services," and I swore I saw a grin flash across her face before it slowly faded away. "Be there by nine," he finished.

"Why me?" I asked confused on how I fit into his plan.

"We got plenty of bathrooms that need scrubbing," Tyrone answered, before looking back at Kriti. "And the VIP rooms are always in need of a good cleaning," he said with a wink.

Mike set the handcuff key on the coffee table as he headed to leave. Kriti's eye's followed Tyrone, Mike, and Jack as they left out the front door. As the door closed, Kriti wandered back and laid herself across the couch, with one leg propped up.

"Kriti?" I tried to call her. If she heard me, she made

no effort to acknowledge me. Before I could call to her again, she slid her right hand between her legs and began to rub her pussy. She closed her eyes and began massaging her breast with her left hand. Soft moans began to escape her lips as she pleasured herself, completely ignoring me. I knew I should have used my free right hand to rip the duct tape off my legs and free myself. However, watching Mike and Jack double penetrate my wife had restored my erection. With Kriti playing with herself right in front of me, there was only one thing I could do.

I grabbed my dick and began furiously stroking my cock, desperate to relieve my lust. And that is how our romantic Saturday night ended: both of us masturbating in front of each other. I beat my dick harder and harder as she squeezed her nipples. As was common in our sex life, I finished first—sending drops of cum splashing onto my pants and the floor. I was then left to try and recover my senses until Kriti brought herself to orgasm. Her screams of joys filled the room before she brought her hands to a rest.

After several moments, Kriti was able to stand up. Without saying anything to me, she retrieved the handcuff key from the table and tossed it to me before walking into our bedroom to take a shower.

Starting next Saturday, and every Saturday for the next three months, Kriti and I went to the club. Kriti would spend the night dancing and grinding up against men. I was made to do the general janitorial work, except when Tyrone would pull me into the office to watch the security monitors when someone **censored** to take Kriti into the VIP room or Tyrone's private back room. If I was lucking, I only had to watch some random man grope and slobber on Kriti. If I was really lucky, one of Tyrone's friends fucked her brains out.

The-end

 

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Manjima Mohan

Manjima stopped what she was doing, a strange noise from the room next door pulling her out of the deeply erotic fantasy she had been immersed in. She had no idea what the noise was but it had effectively ruined her chances of cumming anytime soon. Feeling disgruntled, she sat there listening carefully to what should have been an empty bedroom.

It sounded like someone was having trouble breathing.

She frowned. There wasn't supposed to be anyone else in the house at the moment, that was the whole reason for her choosing now to masturbate. Manjima was having a tough time getting an orgasm from her husband, Sarath, who used to cum so quickly. She had to resort to masturbation to satisfy her urge, but with so many people in the family it was rare that the house didn't have at least one person milling around and usually many more, and pleasuring herself could only be done when she was in bed late at night and then only furtively and silently as if she felt some guilt at what she was doing, in case anyone heard her.

But today had been a godsend, with the men going off to work and her mother-in-law and sister-in-law leaving the house early for a full day of shopping . Manjima wasn't interested in joining the women, she was already thinking about masturbating and knew she was finally going to have a chance to let go and make as much noise as she wanted without fear of being caught.

So the house should be empty apart from her - but she could definitely hear someone moving around next door. Instantly, her blood turned to ice as she imagined someone was spying on her .

Manjima debated for a moment whether to stay where she was and hope that whoever was next door would leave without doing anything to her. But the truth was that she had been quite vocal and if she could hear their heavy breathing then whoever it was would definitely have heard her, so there was no sense in making herself a sitting target. Leaving the bed, she retrieved the lamp shade from her bedside table, then crept stealthily across the room, opening her bedroom door slowly so as not to make a noise.

Manjima tiptoed along the corridor to the room next door to hers, then pushed open the door, ready to hit with vase on whoever was inside. As she burst into the room she stared in surprise at the inhabitant - Raja rao, her father-in-law.

He looked shocked to see her too; his face turned pale and he clutched at his chest.

'Are you all right, Uncle?' she asked, a little worried at how ashen he was. Perhaps the noise he'd been making was because he was having a heart attack or something.

Raja rao nodded, the colour now returning to his cheeks. A bit too much colour.

'What are you doing here? I thought you were at work,' Manjima said.

Raja rao was clearly embarrassed. There was definitely a hint of red spreading up from his neck and across his face. He seemed unable to speak, merely looking shifty.

She looked towards the wall next to where he was standing. It was the one that adjoined her bedroom. A sudden unsettling thought slid into her mind and she moved closer, now inspecting the wall; she was sure he hadn't just been listening to her. Sure enough, a few seconds later, as Raja rao's expression turned ever more guilty, Manjima discovered a small hole, just big enough for Raja rao to spy on her.

She frowned, wondering why she had never spotted it before, but then again she hadn't been looking for it. It would never have occurred to her that any of the family would have been spying on her. Plus, she had no idea how long the hole had been there for - it was quite possible it had been there for years. But Raja rao's presence in this bedroom when he should have been at work was definitely not a coincidence.

He had been watching her play with herself and would have got a pretty good view of what she was doing too. But why he was here was a mystery. There was no way he could have known in advance what she was going to do, Manjima hadn't known herself until her mother-in-law had mentioned going shopping at breakfast, and Raja rao had already left for work by then.

That meant this probably wasn't the first time he had spied on her, but it was the first time she had been able to play so openly and that would no doubt account for her being able to hear him in return - getting aroused, presumably. She wondered whether he had been playing with himself while he had been watching her. That would certainly explain the strange noises he had made.

'Manjima, I really am very sorry about this,' Raja rao said, sounding mortified. 'I know you must be extremely angry and disappointed with me, and it's completely understandable. I wish I could adequately explain myself, but I'm afraid I can't.' He looked down at his feet clearly not knowing what else to say.

'Were you watching me?' Manjima asked.

For a moment she thought Raja rao was going to ignore the question but then he looked at her and nodded, the colour back in his cheeks.

'Is this the first time you've done it?'

Raja rao shook his head. 'I'm sorry to admit that I have, on occasion, stopped in here on the way to or from the bathroom to watch you getting dressed or undressed. You're a beautiful young woman, Manjima, very alluring, and I'm afraid I'm a weak man, unable to stop myself from watching you.'

Manjima frowned. 'How did you know to be here? I didn't even know what I was going to do until a few minutes before I did it, so I don't understand how you knew.'

'I didn't,' Raja rao said. 'I came home to get some paperwork I'd forgotten to take with me this morning and I heard you. I have to say you're extremely vocal in your passion. Obviously, I realised what you were doing and couldn't resist coming to take a look.'

Manjima was the one to blush this time. She knew she hadn't held back but she hadn't realised she was loud enough that she could be heard downstairs.

'You know it was wrong to spy on your son's wife,' she said trying to sound stern.

Raja rao looked abashed. 'I know, and as I said I'm very sorry. I promise I'll fill the hole in so I can't invade your privacy any longer. You won't have anything to worry about from me in the future.'

 

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'Did you put the hole there?' Manjima asked, wondering again how long it had been there for. Had Raja rao put it there specifically to watch her?

Raja rao shrugged. 'No, it's been there for years. I think the kids might have done it by accident when they were younger and never said anything because they didn't want to get into trouble - you know what they're . . . were . . . like,'

'I don't think mother-in-law would be very happy if she knew, would she?' Manjima suggested.

Raja rao stared at her in dismay. 'You're not going to tell her are you, Manjima? I know what I did was wrong and I apologise profusely, but telling Molly would be—'

'I think you owe me,' Manjima said, cutting him off.

She had moved closer to Raja rao, still wondering whether he had been wanking while watching her. If so, had he cum? That would be sod's law, that he would get satisfaction while she ended up frustrated.

'Owe you?' Raja rao looked confused at her comment.

'You owe me an orgasm,' Manjima explained. 'I didn't manage to cum because I heard you in here and it put me off, so you owe me.' She saw Raja rao open his mouth as if to speak and added, 'You make me cum and I promise I won't say anything to mother in law about any of it.'

'You want me . . . to . . . .' Raja rao sounded astonished.

'Make me cum. Yes. I think you owe me that much. Call it a debt to be repaid,' Manjima said.

'But I can't. There isn't a time that I could—' Raja rao began.

Manjima smiled at him and moved another step closer. She was standing right in front of him.

'There's no time like the present. We're here all alone so there's no chance of you getting caught again. And the sooner you do it, the sooner you can stop feeling guilty about it.'

'How do you expect me to do it?' Raja rao asked.

Manjima shrugged. 'I don't mind what you do - you can do anything you want to me, just as long as you make me cum.'

She could see Raja rao staring at her naked body. Manjima had completely forgotten until now that she wasn't wearing any clothes, the need to sort out the intruder negating the time for her to redress herself first. No wonder Raja rao was blushing so much and looking so uncomfortable the closer she got to him.

'I'm not asking for much, and I can guarantee that no one else will ever know about it,' she said softly.

'you are my daughter-in-law and I look like you as my daughter, Manjima.'

'That didn't stop you looking though, did it?' Manjima said coolly. 'I'm not looking to end your marriage, I just want you to repay me for what you did.'

'Perhaps another time,' Raja rao suggested weakly.

Manjima shook her head. 'You know as well as I do that the house is rarely empty. We could be waiting months for another opportunity, and I don't think I should have to wait. If you hadn't been making so much noise with your wanking I would never have heard you and we'd both have cum by now.'

'I wasn't wanking,' Raja rao insisted. Manjima stared at him in disbelief. 'I wasn't. I was trying hard not to.'

She shrugged dismissively. 'It doesn't make any difference, to be honest. The important thing here is that I didn't cum and I should have done. So you need to help me. I don't know why you're complaining about it. You're not going to get caught and you know you'll enjoy it . . . as will I,' she said grinning wickedly.

Manjima knew that what she had just admitted was true. While Raja rao might have been surprised at her request, he had no idea that he was the one she had been fantasising about earlier.

Despite the fact he was a lot older than her there was something about him that always made Manjima feel extremely horny whenever she saw him. It was actually quite difficult sometimes, when the whole family were around, having to try to hide her stiff nipples and ignore the sudden dampness in her knickers.

But although she had lusted after Raja rao , Manjima had never imagined that he might have been feeling the same way about her in return. Now she knew it seemed stupid not to take advantage of the situation and live out at least one of her fantasies. Even if Raja rao only fingered her she would at least get to experience what it was like to be with him and she could stop feeling jealous of Molly, for a short while at least.

'I can start if you need to build up to it,' she said quietly, her fingers pinching her stiff nipples, knowing Raja rao was still looking at them.

She closed her eyes, a small gasp escaping her lips as she savoured the short sharp burst of pain.

'Touch me . . . please,' she begged.

Making a decision, Raja rao took her arm as his other hand caught her waist, pulling her towards the bed. Manjima's heart began to beat faster, an excited tingle running through her whole body at the idea that Raja rao was actually going to do as she had asked. She still had no idea exactly what he was going to do to make her cum but she was more excited at the prospect of him touching her than she had ever been before.

She sat down on the bed, laying back as Raja rao's hands brushed her thighs, seemingly caressing them before pulling her legs apart.

'You said I could do anything?' Raja rao's voice was huskier now as he gazed at her bare sex.

'Yes, whatever you want.' Manjima knew she sounded desperate, but that was how she felt. She was enjoying Raja rao stroking her thighs, teasing her as he moved in on her vulva but never quite touching it, and she wanted more, so much more.

 

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Raja rao's thumb brushed over her clit and Manjima gasped, then gave a low moan of desire in case he needed assurance not to stop. His other hand joined the party too, fingers stroking and teasing her slit, rubbing the labia as his thumb continued to circle her small bud.

Manjima moaned again, needing to move as the sensation growing inside her was already becoming unbearable. It was such a simple thing he was doing, but it felt so good and she didn't think she was going to last long. Raja rao was going to make her cum, and far quicker than she had expected - much quicker than she would have managed herself - even with her extensive fantasies of him touching her.

A momentary pang of disappointment that it would be over so quickly ran through her mind but Manjima brushed the thought away. Instead, she reminded herself that she was going to be completely satiated because of Raja rao and the experience would give her plenty to fantasise about in the future.

She gasped again, louder this time. Raja rao had, completely unexpectedly, pushed a finger into her bottom and was watching her intently, presumably judging her reaction. When it became clear that she wasn't going to complain about what he was doing, Raja rao slid a second finger inside her, pumping them gently as his thumb continued to stroke her clit.

'Good?' he asked quietly.

Manjima nodded, biting her bottom lip for a second. It did feel good, so much better than she had ever thought it would.

'Yes . . . oh yes,' she whispered.

'Cum for me then,' Raja rao said.

Manjima gasped again as the hand playing with her clit ceased and moved slightly, two fingers sliding into her slit to mirror the ones already in her bottom. After a few seconds where he got both sets of fingers moving in a rhythm, Raja rao's thumb resumed its languorous trail around her clit. Manjima pinched her nipples hard, using the pain to offset the throbbing ache that was rising up through her body, emanating from her sex; the sweet agony extended as she writhed and cried out.

She could see Raja rao watching her almost dispassionately and wondered whether he was torturing her because she had forced him to act. His fingers were relentless, probing and stroking, dragging Manjima closer to the edge.

'That's it, Manjima, cum for me.'

Raja rao's voice was soft yet gravelly causing a shiver of desire to race up Manjima's spine, its interaction with all the other sensations causing her to shake and moan even louder as she tried to hold on, not wanting this exquisitely painful feeling, and thus her time with Raja rao, to end, while at the same time wanting desperately to cum so she was released from the almost unbearable pleasure.

But she couldn't hold back much longer, and soon she cried out, a high squeal that was louder than anything she had emitted before as her body spasmed. Her breath was high and thready as her muscles contracted violently, the movement of Raja rao's fingers overwhelmed her at last.

Manjima's body saggy onto the bed, seeming almost shattered from the exertion of the last few minutes. Raja rao removed his fingers and stared at her silently, a slightly smug look on his face at knowing he had achieved Manjima's demand of him. Then, before she had time to recover, his fingers started caressing her inner thigh once more.

'Did you cum?' he asked, already knowing the answer.

Manjima smiled happily. She was glowing and felt wonderful although she was enjoying the fact that Raja rao hadn't stopped touching her after her orgasm, as she had expected him to do.

'Yes, thank you ' she replied.

Raja rao studied her for a moment and his expression turned more wily. 'Are you sure?'

Manjima looked back at him wondering what he was asking and unable to decide if he was teasing her. Surely he had felt her orgasm; her muscles squeezing his fingers and the accompanying flood, hadn't he?

Before she could say anything, and with a sly grin that was nothing like his usual smile, Raja rao said, 'I'm not sure you did. I think we might need to try something else to make sure.'

Instantly, a strange swirly feeling invaded Manjima's stomach as she realised Raja rao wasn't going to stop now he had started. This was excellent news and her desire flared again as she began to wonder just how far he was willing to go. The thought that she might finally get to see his cock, would no longer have to imagine it during her fantasies, was exciting. Would he let her touch it? Would he let her—

Manjima realised she was getting way ahead of herself. Raja rao had merely said that he needed to do something else to her to ensure she had reached climax and free himself from the debt she had forced upon him. There was no certainty that he would choose to do something that involved him getting undressed, although now she had considered it she really hoped he would. Even if he did reveal his cock it didn't mean he would let her do anything with it. But there was no harm in asking.

A cry of desire was torn from her lips and all thoughts of Raja rao's cock disappeared, forgotten as the most amazing sensation assailed Manjima's body. Raja rao's 'trying something else' had turned out to be him using his tongue and it was absolutely exquisite and like nothing she had ever felt before. Mewling out her enjoyment, Manjima reached above her to grasp one of the rungs of the metal bedstead, needing to ground herself as that all-consuming throb started once more, a pulsating sensation that Raja rao's tongue, with its soft gentle tickling, seemed to stoke.

 

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She cried out loudly and writhed, trying to escape as his mouth connected with her clit, still tender from his previous ministrations, and he sucked hard. Raja rao seemed to realise immediately that it was painful rather than pleasant for her and went back to licking. His tongue teased the whole length of her slit, then circled around her clit, teasing the hood instead. Manjima gripped the bedstead tighter, her body stretching and undulating as her toes curled with the deliciously uncomfortable feeling Raja rao was evoking.

There was a dull ache in her core that his tongue couldn't quite reach, but instead inflamed again and again, a pulsating feeling that spread out through her entire body, leaving her begging Raja rao for release. But it seemed he wasn't ready to grant her wish. He wrapped his arms around her thighs, pulling her closer to his mouth as he continued to tease, stopping her from moving and leaving her with no way to mitigate the sensations that were coursing through her sex.

Manjima whimpered and begged, but still Raja rao ignored her, the sensation within expanding and intensifying until she thought she would explode, that her body would tear itself apart. With a loud scream she came for the second time, the first dulling into pale insignificance as she let go and rode the wave, her entire body caught up in the feeling.

Finally, Raja rao released her and Manjima lay panting, unable to move or speak, knowing she had just experienced the most amazing orgasm; probably the best one she would ever receive. Everything had aligned to make it the most perfect moment of her life. She smiled up gratefully at Raja rao who was watching her again, wanting to say thank you but unable to do anything right now.

Once she had recovered, Manjima realised Raja rao was still caressing her and that sly smile had returned to his face. Her heart beat faster. Perhaps now was the time for her to suggest she return the favour. She would more than willingly do it, particularly after what he had just done for her.

Raja rao sounded amused as he said, 'I don't know, Manjima. I just can't work out whether you've cum or not.' He winked. 'What am I going to do to ensure I work off your debt?'

'Perhaps you need to take your clothes off,' Manjima suggested.

Raja rao looked at her pretending not to understand. 'And how is that going to make you cum?'

'Your cock,' she replied looking straight into his eyes. Surely that was what he was intending, wasn't it? She might as well be upfront about it.

'What about my cock?' Raja rao asked, teasing her.

'I want to see it . . . want to touch it,' Manjima said quietly.

Raja rao considered for a moment although Manjima was certain he was only doing it for show, then moved off the bed so he could remove his robe. She sat up eager to assist.

'Let me help you,' she said, pulling down his underpants as they came into view. She gave a small, happy sigh as his impressive erection was revealed.

It wasn't massively long, longer than Sarath and it was thick, and very stiff, standing upright from a tuft of coarse hair, his balls hanging beneath. Manjima was entranced. She licked her lips as she studied it, realising she was at exactly the right height to take it in her mouth. She reached out to touch it, wrapping her hand around it to squeeze gently at first, then harder once she was certain Raja rao wasn't going to complain. He pulled off his kurta, throwing it to the floor then looked down at Manjima.

'you've got such soft hands,' he said.

Manjima tugged his cock a couple of times then bent forward, her mouth swallowing. Raja rao moaned loudly, his head thrown back and eyes closed. Manjima sucked him then tried to take him a bit deeper. It was hard because he was so thick. In the end she gave up. Instead, she released him and used her tongue to tease the whole length before sucking on the head. Raja rao ran his hands through her hair, moaning lowly.

Although she was enjoying what they were doing and knew Raja rao was too, Manjima suspected that if he came while she was sucking him that would be the end of their games. She needed to see if she could move things along any further. There could really only be one thing he had been thinking about doing that would make her cum again.

'How were you intending to make me cum?' she asked, after her mouth slid off his cock, causing Raja rao to give a quiet moan of disappointment.

'I think you know . . . do you want me to show you?' Raja rao asked.

Manjima nodded and Raja rao sat down on the bed next to her. His hand reached out to cup one of her breasts, squeezing it.

'Are you sure?' he asked, his voice low and serious.

'Never more sure of anything in my life,' Manjima told him with a smile. She had taken hold of his cock again, gently squeezing to ensure it stayed hard. Then she tugged it, pulling Raja rao towards her as she lay back on the bed.

'Manjima,' Raja rao whispered her name as she guided him to where he needed to be, where she wanted him to be so very badly.

She gasped, and as she released him Raja rao pushed, pressing inside her, the thick mass causing friction on her tight walls as he slid deeper. She wrapped her legs around his, moving her pelvis to meet him, enjoying the feeling of being filled.

'Gods, you're tight,' Raja rao hissed.

He had pulled almost all the way out and was thrusting again, their bodies melding almost as one as they worked together. For the fourth time that day Manjima could feel the dull ache at her core, stoked by their movements and by the sensation of Raja rao's wonderful cock, that she still couldn't quite believe was inside her. But it wasn't as fierce as the previous times, and she already knew she was unlikely to cum this time.

She didn't care about that. Raja rao was filling her and it felt amazing, his long deep thrusts so much better than anything she had ever experienced with Sarath who was the only other person she had ever had sex with. Manjima was happy to go with the flow and wait for Raja rao's eventual orgasm that could only be minutes away if the noises he was making were any sort of clue. She was making her own noises, she knew, unable to keep quiet about how good what they were doing felt, needing Raja rao to know how much she appreciated his attention.

All the while the sensations were building, spreading slowly and agonisingly outwards, Raja rao's thrusts intensifying as he grew ever closer, his breathing deeper and faster as he buried himself again and again. Manjima clung to him, her own movements mirroring his, knowing that it would be over in seconds and she wasn't going to get there in time.

Raja rao cried out loudly as he reached climax, still thrusting hard, almost driving her into the bed with the force. Manjima cried out too, an automatic reaction, as Raja rao slowed to a stop and she felt the moment slip away - so close but not quite close enough.

She lay there blinking away the tears that had sprung to her eyes unable to understand the strange mixture of emotions running through her at that moment. Manjima had enjoyed what they had done, had experienced two exquisite orgasms and she had loved the feel of Raja rao's cock inside her. But despite that, and even knowing that she should be considering herself lucky to have even had this opportunity in the first place, there was still a little part of her that was disappointed that she hadn't been able to cum when she needed it most.

'You didn't cum, did you?' Raja rao's voice was soft but sounded a little anxious as he leant over Manjima, studying her face.

She blinked again, then smiled up at him. 'Not quite. I was close but—'

'I came too quickly,' Raja rao said ruefully.

 

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Manjima sat up and wrapped her arms around him to give him a hug. 'Not at all. You were wonderful - the whole thing was wonderful - but you'd already made me cum twice, a third time was always going to be tricky.'

'You should have said something. Maybe I could have held off for a bit longer,' Raja rao said. He had slid his arms around Manjima in return.

'It wouldn't have made any difference,' Manjima admitted. 'I was close, but not that close. Maybe if you'd started out naked and there wasn't that gap in between.'

'You shouldn't have sucked my cock.'

'Oh no, I definitely needed that.' Manjima was unequivocal. 'I almost didn't stop. I enjoyed doing it so much.'

'Well, I'm sorry I didn't manage to pay off my debt,' Raja rao said.

Manjima stared at him in astonishment. 'I came twice. You know I did.'

'But ultimately I failed,' Raja rao insisted.

'I think I can forgive you. It was all wonderful. I've really enjoyed it.'

'Me too. Perhaps next time everyone's going to be out we could have another attempt,' Raja rao suggested.

'You want to do it again?' Manjima asked, sounding completely stunned at the idea.

Raja rao chuckled. 'Why are you so surprised by that? As you said it was wonderful. But I didn't pay off my debt so I still owe you.'

'It might be ages before we get the chance,' she pointed out.

'It might. But I'm more than happy to wait if you are. I was thinking that I might have to try some different ways to make you cum.'

Manjima felt a small thrill of excitement run through her at the thought of spending more time with Raja rao and doing different things too - although she would have been more than happy to do the same thing again.

'I'm definitely up for a rematch - anytime you want.'

'And now I need to get back to work,' Raja rao said, releasing her from the embrace they were still in.

He climbed from the bed and started to get dressed. Manjima watched him, making no effort to move herself.

'About that hole in the wall,' she said once he was fully dressed and ready to leave.

Raja rao smiled. 'Don't worry, Manjima, I'll get it filled in.'

Manjima shook her head. 'I don't think we want to be too hasty, do we?'

Raja rao assessed her for a moment, his grin widening. 'I'm happy to be guided by you. I don't want you distressed—'

'Oh, I'm not distressed,' Manjima told him. 'Horny, yes, but not distressed.'

'Then I shall leave it for the time being. I don't think anyone else knows it's there.'

'I shall remember that if he comes to stay,' she murmured.

Raja rao was suddenly awkward. 'I'm sorry, Manjima, but I really do need to go.'

'Of course you do. Work awaits. Hopefully, the day won't be so dull now,' Manjima suggested with a smile.

'As far from dull as it could possibly get, I would say. I'll see you tonight.'

Raja rao raised his hand in farewell and left the room, looking back once before he went. Manjima watched him go then climbed off the bed, straightened the bedclothes, and made her way back to her room.

Maybe Raja rao hadn't felt he had repaid the debt but she was pretty happy. Not only had she had the first orgasm ever, she finally knew what oral sex felt like and it was amazing. Better still, she was going to get to do it again, and that was worth waiting for . . . however long she had to wait.

THE-END

 

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Miya George

I am Arun, a 26 year old Mechanical Engineer . I was posted since the company has a unit here, and they required a new brain at this place, since new technology was being implemented.

With a height of 6ft and a very healthy body, I am gifted with smooth fair skin. Girls have never been in shortage for me during college years, but I had my own principles.

I was given a very spacious flat in a building owned by the Company and the only other flat on the floor was shared by my colleague engineer, Vijay, who was married. Not very strongly built, he was 30 years of age and married since the last 3 years to Miya George, a beautiful well mannered girl, who was built just right in the right places. She was fair skinned, had green eyes and her tiny breasts must be beautiful , placed on a sleek body.

Miya's widowed mother Sukanya, Vijay's mother-in-law, also stayed with them. Her husband was in the army and was martyred just about 6-7 years after their marriage, when Miya was just 2 years old. She had the same blue eyes, was fair skinned and sported jet black shiny waist length hair that she loved to let loose most of the time, when it was not plaited.

Sukanya had a very aristocratic way of draping the saree , tightly wound around her body which hid her set of boobs, giving only a peek now and then, yet in an erotic manner.

I was here for the last 8 months, and many times I would be called to share dinner with them. We could be called as a family. Many times Miya or her mother would ring the bell and come to my flat to bring some home cooked food.

They were always at home as Miya did not have a job. Every evening when we came home from work, Vijay would drop in my flat and we would share a beer or a glass of whisky. The snacks were provided by Vijay's family. Miya always did the shopping in the morning at the local mart.

One day, on one such evening, I felt that Vijay was a little sad. I tried asking him, but he avoided the query. But after 3-4 pegs, he loosened out. What he told me made me feel very sad. Miya and he were trying to start a family, but their effort was not successful. I told him to get checked and that it would be something minor. He informed me that he had already got the tests done. Everything was normal. But he was hesitant to go ahead and tell me the whole truth.

For the next two days, I tried to coax him into telling me what was eating him. Finally he told me that the mother-in-law was pressuring him to try any method of getting her daughter to bear a grand-child. When I asked him what the problem was, he hesitatingly told him that he could not hold his erection for a long time and his penis went flaccid after just three to five minutes.

I told him that he needed a reason to hold on to his erection and to put on a hot Blue Film DVD when he had intercourse with Miya. As I voiced her name, I could visualize him and Miya fucking and then her dejected face at an incomplete screw, to feel him sliding out of her when she wanted to cum. I could feel her wriggling to get a release and maybe used her fingers to complete her orgasm. I came out of my reverie. I felt sorry for Vijay and Miya. I really liked him as a friend and wanted to somehow help them conceive. But at this moment I was helpless.

The evening passed and Vijay got drunk. I had to literally help him to his flat across by putting his arm across my shoulders. Sukanya opened the door, and was a little taken aback. She asked me to help him to bed. To help me she put his other arm over her shoulders and we started to take him to his bedroom. I realized that Sukanya's right breast had been pressed on my closed palm as she held Vijay on the other side. I could also feel that since it was late, she must have been prepared to go to bed and not worn her bra. At times I could feel her nipple rubbing against the back of my fingers, almost obviously.

As we reached the bed, I bent to lower him and so did Sukanya. I could see a pair of white globes through her cleavage. I had an instant hard-on and sincerely hoped that she did not notice. But I am sure that she and Miya must have noticed the tent that my prick made as they came to thank me and leave me at the door.

I had a well endowed prick which was larger than normal, or so my earlier conquests had told me. I had a pole which was 9 inches when it stood and was almost 2.5 inches broad. At times I had a very uncomfortable time when this instrument of mine wanted to stand, especially at work.

The next day, Vijay was very apologetic at work and I told him that in friendship, he was most welcome to get pissed again. I would deliver him back to his rightful place. That evening we did not sit for a drink. After about two days, when he dropped in for our usual drink, I found him to be very restless. I quizzed him about it. But he was more quiet today, but restless.

I forced him to tell me, however crude it would be. I had a feeling that it had to be his sexual inability that was eating him. I told him friends are for confiding. What he told me gave me a shock and confirmed my view that Sukanya had seen my cock stand.

He said, "Arun, promise me that you will not get angry with me. I do not want our friendship to be strained. Actually I need your help. I mean I have been forced to ask your help."

He was very apologetic. I told him to confide in me and that if possible I would definitely help him out.

"Arun, today after I came home in the evening, and Miya had gone for a bath, my mother-in-law spoke to me...." He stopped and continued "she desperately wants us to bear a child and was instrumental in getting our check up. But now she has asked . . ."

He could not speak further; he had turned almost red as his face had flushed. He was fiddling with himself to get to talk. I asked him to continue and reiterated that I would definitely not get angry.

He then broke the news. His mother-in-law had cornered him, when Miya was in the bathroom and had asked him to request me to impregnate Miya. Initially I was taken aback. Here was an opportunity that had come on a platter and I was in two minds.

I retracted into a reverie. I almost made up my mind to agree. Miya would be a great fuck; every male's dream. But I did not want Vijay to feel that it was not his child, later on in life. I could understand my friends' desperation, as no male would ever want to utter these words especially requesting someone else to fuck his wife.

I thought over it for some time and then I made up my mind. Since it was the mother-in-law who had suggested this, was Miya aware of this arrangement being made? The mother-in-law could not have suggested this without herself getting the urges. She too must have wanted to have sex with all this talk of child bearing going on. She had been widowed and she must be having these urges too. She was very attractive and as said earlier had maintained her figure wonderfully. If it was a fucking that she wanted then fucking she would get. I made up my mind.

"Vijay, I can understand your state of mind. I know what you must be going through. Miya has a figure which any male would die for. But you are my friend and I want you to have your own child," I could see him relaxing, "Since you have confided in me, I will definitely help you and this is our secret. But since your mother-in-law has suggested this to you, ask her to make this request directly to me personally, tomorrow morning at about 10AM, when Miya goes to the market. Make this request to her as though I want some information from her. Also, you will have to make an excuse for me at work tomorrow as I will not come for the morning half. I will tell you the outcome in the evening. But be assured, you will bear your own child. This is my promise."

Vijay relaxed totally, but he was perplexed. What was it that I wanted to talk to his mother-in-law? What was I talking about him bearing his own child, knowing what the problem was? My brain was working at full speed. I was eagerly waiting for the morning to dawn.

Next day, sharp at 10AM, my doorbell rang. I was prepared. I had purposely worn tight shorts, but not worn any underwear. I did not wear a shirt or T-shirt and my chest was bare. I wetted my hands, as though I was at the basin and then went to open the door.

There she was standing at the door in a light pink saree tightly worn and the loose end pushed into her waist folds. She looked at me, almost without any clothes and I could see her gazing at my well exercised chest. She did not look me in the eye and said in stuttering words, "You wanted to see me" she said slowly. "Vijay said you wanted to speak to me. But I will come later if you are busy." I could feel her eyes on my bulging shorts.

"No, no.... please come in. Don't mind me in my semi-birthday suit." I said and she blushed. I walked into my flat and I could feel her walking inside staring at my back. She came in and closed the door. I thought I heard a click, of the door being locked.

I invited her to my bedroom, where I had kept an iron on and a shirt spread out. She again hesitated, but I called her in. I asked her to sit on the bed and asked her what it was that she wanted Vijay to talk to me about.

"But I thought that Vijay had spoken to you?" she exclaimed. Her blush had spread all over her face, searching for a way to head this conversation in the right path. I could feel her eyes roaming over my open body.

I asked her to speak openly like a friend confiding to another. She started to tell the story "Miya had married about 3-4 years but she is having a problem conceiving. We have tried all medical tests and all tests have come ok. But we realized that Vijay has a problem. You are aware about it."

I feigned total ignorance as I wanted her to speak out the reason. "Problem? What problem?"

"But I thought that Vijay had told you?" she was surprised.

"No. But why don't you tell me? I would like to hear from you."

"Well . . . . Vijay has an erection problem" she stopped to look at me. Her eyes portrayed a very sad feeling. I was waiting for this reaction from her. I stopped my ironing and went and sat next to her. Her eyes showed surprise, but soon I could see coyness spread in them. I reached out and held her hands in mine. She was hesitant at first but she relaxed.

"You don't have to worry when I am there," these words gave immediate courage to her. I lowered my voice to a very sexy level and continued "I will do whatever you want." I stressed on the "You". She relaxed totally.

"I...." she started to say, "I want you to impregnate." She had tears in her eyes.

I reached out and wiped the tear that rolled down her cheek. The feeling of my fingers touching her soft skin had an immediate effect on both of us. She looked at me and I put both my palms on her cheeks and gazed at her eyes. None of us spoke. I had her just as I wanted her -totally helpless, waiting for my positive 'yes'.

My mission was only to send her a strong feeler. From what I gathered she had come in a state of desperation. It was now my time to speak.

"Sukanya...." I addressed her in her first name "I hope you don't mind me calling you by your name? I had wanted to do that a long time ago."

"Absolutely no problem, I liked it" she blurted.

"Sukanya, I can understand your feelings as a mother. Have you talked about this to Miya? Will she accept this arrangement?"

"Arun, I have not yet spoken to her about you, as I was not sure you would agree. But I had casually mentioned such type of arrangement to her and had asked her if she wished to have sex with any of her known boyfriend. Though she had not rejected my request, she did not have anyone to trust. But I am sure she will not mind you, when I speak to her."

My hands had now slipped from her cheeks and landed on her shoulders and I took the opportunity to massage them slowly as she spoke. She did not flinch and enjoyed the massage. I moved my hand along her arm and moved away a bit. She was surprised as she had expected that the hands would now land on her breast, and it looked like she was prepared for it.

I did not show any reaction. I now placed my proposal before her. "Sukanya, I have an alternate proposal for you. I have promised Vijay that I will see to it that Miya shall bear his child and nobody else's. But I need your help. Will you give it to me?"

"Yes, definitely; but how do you propose Vijay to overcome his problem?" She was very eager to know as this would be an ideal situation.

 

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"I feel that the work pressure and no proper stimulation when he fucks Miya are the main reason for him not having a proper cock-stand" I was purposely using all the torrid sex slang to get Sukanya excited. As I spoke about a cock-stand, I moved my hand to adjust my new rigid prick with the intention for Sukanya to see. Her eyes noted my lower activity and it was having its effect. I could see her bosom pushing out & heaving and she was trying to control it.

"Sukanya, I had told Vijay that he should put a sexy DVD when he screws Miya. Maybe it would excite him when others are fucking. But I do not think that he tried that." Sukanya was all ears. She moved her hand to subconsciously control her excited breasts and ended up adjusting her saree covering her boobs.

"Sukanya, you are an extremely beautiful girl" I did not use the word 'lady', "and I suggest that we provide the excitement to your daughter and son-in-law." I stopped.

"Me? We? You and me how?" she asked.

"I want to fuck you, in front of your daughter and son-in-law."

"Noooo.... How is this possible? How can this happen in front of my own daughter & son-in-law?" she looked horrified.

"Sukanya, you were ready to get your daughter fucked by me. You would be aware; Your daughter would be a party and Vijay would be a spectator. Would it not be the same thing, but more reasonable that Vijay fucks his own wife, and that we only provide them with live excitement."

Sukanya looked very confused. She was in desperation and had come to suggest her daughter to be impregnated by me prepared and if needed to get laid behind closed doors as repayment; but getting screwed in front of her daughter and son-in-law was a different gamble. She looked confused.

I moved closer to her on the bed and held her shoulders. "You don't want me to fuck you? The day I set my eyes on you, I have been troubled by this fellow'" I pointed towards my hardened cock. I had no intention to display it to her today, and I wanted her to beg for it. Her eyes were set on my bulging prick and her chest was now visibly heaving up and down.

I pulled her to me and she melted into my arms. No words were spoken. I did not press into her breasts. I was going to stimulate her. Her arms went around me and I could feel her mind in a whirl.

"Sukanya you are beautiful. I only have one problem in what I have suggested; Vijay may want to fuck you instead of Miya." She giggled visualizing the scenario. "Given the opportunity I would have made love to you right now, but that would not be right. I can understand that it is your desperation for your daughter to bear a child, that has brought you here."

I slowly separated from her. I could feel a pang of hurt in her eyes at this sudden separation. She was being loved, almost loved after a long time. She was getting a feeling that had been denied to her for the last two decades.

"Sukanya, think over it and tell me so that we can plan a really exciting evening for your daughter. However, if even after this exercise Miya does not get pregnant, I assure you that I will accept your earlier proposal. But I must have Miya's approval for either affair." I left it at that. Too many suggestions would not be good at this stage. "I think that Miya may return from the market, and I have to leave too. But please tell me your decision in the coming days, so that we can be prepared."

I got up from the bed and wore my shirt. She could see my huge bulge in my shorts at eye level and for a good minute could not take off her eyes from there. She too got up and with heavy steps started walking to the door. I waited for her to be about 2-3 steps ahead of me and reach to open the latch. I came close to her and slipped my hand under her hand that was at the latch and slowly slid it over her open stomach. She froze. I pulled her towards me and she came easily into my chest as I pressed my stiff member into her back. She moaned as the erotic feeling washed over her. It was after many, many years that she had felt somebody's hands on her body.

Her hand clamped over my hand and pressed her body furthermore. I dry humped her and she enjoyed this with her eyes closed. I then whispered into her ears.

"Sukanya, this is only a trailer. I look forward to the full movie with a double audience. She blushed but did not reply. Again I separated abruptly, leaving her asking for more.

I reached out and opened the door. As luck would have it, Miya was just approaching our flat landing.

"Hi Arun. How are you? Mamma, what are doing here?" she asked me to keep her shopping bags down to reach for the door key. Sukanya was a little flustered with the recent encounter and was confused.

I came to her rescue. "In fact, it is good that I was there today. Your mummy had come out of the door and the door closed with a gust of wind. I asked her to sit inside till you came. We saw you coming and came out. You should keep a spare key with me."

I winked at Sukanya, who could not control a blush. Luckily our small jaunt had not been caught before time. Sukanya helped Miya to carry her shopping inside and smiled at me as she closed the door.

I was sure that she had gone for my suggestion hook, line & sinker. I had to find a release. I closed the door and rushed to the bedroom and wanked myself off on a towel. I felt relieved.

I then dressed up and left for work. Vijay was eagerly waiting to meet me. I purposely did not tell him anything as a surprise would get better results. The evening went by with Vijay pestering me to tell him what happened, but I did not. He left in a huff.

After our meeting in the morning, Sukanya had opened the topic of Miya getting impregnated by asking her to share the bed with me. Though Miya had not thrown a fit, she was unsure what Vijay's reaction and if in fact he should be told. Then Sukanya told her about our meeting and the suggestion that I had made. Initially she was shocked.

"Mamma, he wants to make love to you?" she could not believe it, "Did he specifically say that he did not want to sleep with me?"

"You mean you would mind if Arun did not fuck you and fucked me instead?" Sukanya retorted.

"No mom, I really don't mind. I know you must be missing dad's love. But why would he want to make love to you in my presence? What is it that he wants to achieve? Why doesn't he want to screw me and get it over?"

"Dear, there are some basics in what he said. He said that you two must try all means to bear your own child. If not he said that he would help." Sukanya pacified Miya. "I had requested Vijay to ask Arun and this was how he wanted to talk to me."

"Oh, that's why you were coming out of his flat in the morning? Mumma, what did you do in there? Am I an excuse to go there?" Miya smilingly chided her mother.

"What should I tell Arun? When do we start this exercise? He has told me that without your consent, he does not wish to do anything." Sukanya hurried to fix the date with destiny.

"Wow, you seem to be in a hurry, more than me, mumma,", Miya pulled her mother's leg. "You decide whenever you want. But you have to arrange everything and convince Vijay, too."

"I will tell Arun to handle that," Sukanya responded.

"Great, so much confidence in Arun in just one morning!" Miya jokes.

This talk was making Sukanya feel wet between her legs after a long time. She could feel her juices sliding down her leg and this made her uncomfortable. At the other end, Miya felt her breast tighten and her nipples stand erect, just visualizing her own mother being ravished in front of her husband and her. This was not happening; Her own mother was proposing this arrangement? This was definitely not happening. Her sex urge was gearing up; she was looking forward to this evening, whenever her mother arranged it.

That evening when Arun returned home, he found there was an unusual quietness. Both Miya and his mother-in-law had a very musky blush and nobody told him anything. He changed and came to Arun's flat. Arun too did not tell him anything. After about 2-3 pegs, Arun thought that it would be the right time to tell Vijay.

"Vijay, you must be very anxious to know why I wanted to meet your mother-in-law after you made the proposition a few days back. I wanted to hear the same thing from her. I have told her that I intend to see that Miya bears your child, without anyone's help. However, I have a plan which I shall not tell you. I need your 100 percent approval for what I intend to do." Arun spoke confidently keeping an eye on Vijay's reaction. But Vijay had his trust in me and had resigned to what his mother-in-law had dictated, since he too wanted to be a father.

Again I told him to excuse me the next morning and to ask Sukanya to meet me the next day. He went back to his flat totally confused.

"Vijay, I am going to arrange something sex-iting with the help of Sukanya and if possible with Miya, and I want you to go along with it. Do I have your approval & no questions? Also this shall be a secret between us four, just like a family matter."

Vijay nodded his head in agreement and the evening continued. The next day was Saturday. I eagerly awaited Sukanya to make an appearance. Right on time she rang the bell; but this time Miya was standing on their open door, smiling knowingly.

"Oh, I remained at home in case the door closed with the wind" She giggled.

I waved to her and as soon as Sukanya walked in, I closed the door. Sukanya had remained quite close, and I put my arm around her waist and took her again to the bedroom. I wanted her to desperately want me, so I only wanted to have a little foreplay without going any further.

I pulled her to me and pressed my lips to hers. For her this was a surprising encounter, and after a little while she started to respond. I pressed her to me and I could feel her breasts poking into me. She was pressing her to my stiff cock.

"Sukanya, I want to fuck you" I broke the kiss and said to her. "I want to make up for all these years that you have remained without a cock."

"Arun, please fuck me now. Pleeeease." She implored. "I can't wait any more."

I pushed my hand to her breast and tried to cup her left boob. For her age it was fantastic maintenance of her body. I pressed, and I could hear her moan. She wanted a harsher punishment. I released her breast and pushed my hand, under her blouse and cupped her breast again.

The feel on skin on skin was electrifying. I felt Sukanya shuddering and clinging to me and deduced that she must have had an orgasm. We were both having a sheen of sweat, and I proceeded to kiss her, still tweaking her bare nipple. She was enjoying the whole act.

I then slowly laid her on the bed and removed my hand for her tit. She lay panting on the bed. I now had her attention and would now tell her my plan.

"Sukanya, I want you to arrange for dinner at your place tonight for the four of us. Do not let Vijay know about our plan. You will only watch and not say a word, except for the usual talk. I may touch Miya, but I assure you that what I have told you still stands. I will not fuck her, at least today. I want you to go back and send Miya here. I need to brief her, too. But do not tell her nor ask her what we have discussed. The more suspense the better for Vijay. I will tell Miya to brief you on my plan."

Sukanya adjusted her blouse and slowly, yet hesitatingly left for her flat. I pulled her to me and whispered in her ear' "Sukanya, I am going to the market to get you a gift. I hope you will wear it for me. What is your booboo size?" I asked for her bra size by moving my palms over her breasts.

"38...." she whispered and opened the door.

On hearing the click of our door, Miya opened her door. She was as inquisitive. Her mother headed towards their flat and whispered something to her. There was a surprised look on her face and she looked towards me. "Now?" was all she said.

"Yes" I replied.

"Like this?" she queried.

"Well, if you want to keep them on your side you are most welcome." I could see a blush forming on both their faces.

Miya hesitatingly came into my flat. This was the first time that she had come into my house after this event had started.

I then made her sit on the sofa and told her the sequence that would unfold in her bedroom. It would start with the dinner and then she would retire to her room and Sukanya would go to her own room. We would watch TV while they would get ready, in whatever manner was comfortable to them. As Vijay went to Miya I would proceed to Sukanya. Today Miya would be allowed to fuck only Vijay. But she could touch & suck if she wanted.

As I explained to Miya, she was fidgeting and crossing & uncrossing her legs. The erotic blush of anticipation on her face was exotic. She was effusing sex all over herself. I could have jumped on her and she would have welcomed it. It is indeed rare that your own mother was consenting to breed you with your neighbour and yet more participate in the fornication process.

Miya had known about wife swapping and group sex when in college and as girl-talk; but had never thought that she would be part of it any time in her married life. She had great dreams of lovemaking and had saved herself for her hubby, but all her dreams were shattered. Besides her husband sporting a puny 5 inch cock, it could not satisfy her even for a quickie. In fact it shrunk quicker than a quickie. She had at times tried to end her sex with an orgasm by fingering herself. But she was not too good at it. She had resigned to her fate, and now the clouds on her sexual horizon had been lifted by her own mother.

Miya's mind was in a whirl. Here was she sitting with another man, though her friend, in his room, all alone talking about a plan to be fucked. She had felt wetness between her legs and now she felt it slide down her thigh. She thanked herself for wearing a saree, which would cover any wet spots.

This talk of being a witness to her own breeding was pushing her towards a peak. She was more shocked at what I had told her. I would be fucking her mother, and that too in front of her and her husband. She realized that if this talk could turn her on so much, what would be when she actually saw a fuck in progress.

But she was also filled with apprehension ' would Vijay be excited too? Would his penis be hard for her to be impregnated?'. She was at the peak of her ovulation and just a good spurt of his semen could do the job; a job which was taking too long.

Miya was also visualizing how long Arun's cock. She had not seen any huge cocks. Would it be like Vijay's? Would it be bigger or longer? She was lost in her thoughts. All these thoughts had made her inner feelings to be in a turmoil and a tear streaked down her cheek. She came to her senses only when she felt my fingers on her cheek.

 

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"Hey, Miya. Are you ok? In case you don't want to go ahead with your mothers' proposal, there is no problem. We can all understand," I tried to tell her.

"No, no, please. I want to go ahead with it. My relatives are asking stupid questions and I am embarrassed to face them. I want to get pregnant. I sincerely hope that Vijay can impregnate me during this period. I am at the peak of my ovulation." She explained. "In fact I am grateful to you that you suggested this arrangement and not took the opportunity to have intercourse with me."

"Miya, can I ask you a straightforward question?" I asked.

"Sure why not. Please be free to ask anything. You don't have to hesitate." She replied.

"In case" I continued " if Vijay is not able to impregnate you, would you mind having sex with me. I wanted to be clear with you, because Vijay is a very good friend of mine and I do not wish anything to break our friendship."

Miya did not reply immediately and after sometime, with her face turning crimson red nodded.

"Miya, I need to hear your approval," I told her.

"No, I have no problem overcoming this problem. But I am sure you will not mention this to anybody." She asked cautiously.

I moved forward and hugged her. Then I told her to go home and to prepare for the evening. She asked me if there was anything special that she should prepare, and I replied that she should turn on the heat. She heard me, then hurriedly opened the door and skipped to her flat.

I dressed up and went straight to a ladies lingerie store. It was very embarrassing, as most of them were ladies. I managed to corner a sales girl and told her that my wife was visiting me after almost a year and that I wanted to present her some really exciting innerwear. She led me to an inner room and showed me a variety of accessories.

I visualized Sukanya's figure in front and told the girl that my wife had a very fair skin . I also told her that I like a light pink colour or a purple colour. She showed me many sets, of which I picked two sets of the most see-through and enticing bra and panties. One set was pink and the other black. I also bought a black lacy over coat. In fact one bra was so small that it would only cover a strip that barely covered the nipples

I don't know why but I also told the girl to give me a micro-mini, and if possible in lingerie material. This girl must have read my thoughts and showed me the most erotic and skimpy skirt which must have been a palm width high with an elastic band and was lacy and very smooth to feel. I also bought a red thong to go with it.

I carried these with me to my office, well wrapped so that no one could see. Vijay was very curious to know but I did not tell him too.

I was eager to reach home and have a bath. Vijay was on tenter-hooks and anxious to know what was in store in the evening. At about 8PM I dressed in my short pants and wore a buttoned shirt. I had put on the most fragrant wildflower aroma scent. My penis was at it stoutest and I had trouble setting him in my shorts.

I selected the pink coloured bra that was tiny & panty to suit and wrapped in a gift paper. I had bought a cut-glass vase for Miya and a bottle of sweet wine for Vijay.

I rang their bell. Vijay opened the door & welcomed me in. He was in his pajamas. Miya had a satin shirt & pajama night suit, whilst Sukanya was in a saree. We all wished each other and got to casual conversation, which had a sense of apprehension.

I gave the wine bottle to Vijay and the vase to Miya. I then handed the wrapped parcel to Sukanya, and when Vijay & Miya were engrossed in keeping their gifts, whispered to her that I would love to see her in these gifts today.

"What's it?" she asked anxiously.

"A small thing to make an already beautiful person more attractive to me." I replied and winked to her. "Sukanya will you please wear a salwar for me, before dinner?" "Why is this saree not good?" she asked.

"The saree as well as the person inside is getting me hot. But I want to get hotter." I said and she smiled.

She then went inside and I took it that she wanted to change. After a few minutes, she came out and asked me to come inside her room. Vijay & Miya looked at me and I shrugged my shoulders.

"Ajay, how can I wear this? What will Vijay think of me?" she was unsure to wear the bra & panty which she held in her hands.

"The only reason that comes to my mind for you not to wear this is that Vijay may want to impregnate you instead of Miya," I joked "Please Sukanya you must wear it. For Vijay's sake. We have to get him fired up to make our exercise a success. We have to excite him. You will look wonderful. Take my word for it. Change & come out. Another thing, when we enter their room later, Vijay & you have to undress each other and ask Miya to undress me."

She was shocked. "How can my son-in-law undress me or me undress him? That would be incest." She said.

"Sukanya, if you had given him the opportunity, he would have married & fucked you. You are beautiful." I hugged her and fondled her breast. She agreed to do so. "Please tell Miya not to change."

I came up with a quizzical expression from these two. Miya raised her eyebrows to me and smiled.

"Hey, what was all that about?" Vijay queried.

"Well, I was explaining what we all are expected to do. Hope you are ready for surprises?" I told him.

The dinner was wonderful and I played footsie with Sukanya, who had changed to a nice salwar and Miya. I was sure the anticipation was getting them wet. After dinner, as the table was being cleared by Sukanya & Miya, I told them to join us for some wine.

After some time they joined us. Miya and Vijay sat on one sofa and Sukanya sat on a chair next to mine.. Our conversation was about Miya and Vijay trying for a baby and the efforts that they had made. They were all anxious to go through todays event now more so for their own enjoyment rather than trying for a baby as Miya had resigned herself that she would not be able to bear a child.

I told Miya that she should be positive and hope for the best. They then excused themselves and said that they would retire to their rooms.

Vijay & me watched the daughter & mother leave. I was sure that they were well heated to expect the best. Now was the time to brief Vijay.

"Vijay, I hope you know what has been decided. The three of us are going to excite you sexually to help you hold on to your erection and give you a chance to impregnate Miya. Just do what you are told without any hesitation. This arrangement will remain a secret between us. Close the door when you go to your room, but don't lock it. I promise you, that you will be successful."

The time was about 11PM. We had a few more drinks and then we headed towards the rooms, - Vijay to Miya and me to Sukanya's room. I entered the room to find Sukanya sitting on the bed. She became tense when she saw me coming in. I closed the door slowly and kneeled in front of her.

"Sukanya, my dear, you don't want me to fuck you. If you don't, then please tell me, I will not feel bad."

"No, please you are doing us a favour Arun."

"A favour? For me you are a virgin who was unfortunate to be left without sex for a long time. Sukanya you have the most beautiful boobs that I have ever seen." I looked into her eyes. They portrayed a sadness of what she had missed for a long time. They also showed expectation of her forthcoming fucking.

I raised myself up and kissed her. Initially she was hesitant but then her kisses turned on like a hungry lioness. She sucked on my tongue and grunted her urgency. Her arms went behind my neck, as my hands went to her breasts. They were taut. I pushed her onto the bed and felt her bra and slipped my hand down to her cunt. It felt wet.

I broke her kiss and raised her on the bed. I told her it was time for us to act. I gave her my hand and made her stand. She tied her long silky hair in a bun. I put my arm around her waist and walked her towards Vijay & Miya's bedroom. I knocked on their door and we heard Miya asking us to come in. She was on the bed while Vijay was near the door.

I greeted them, "Hey guys, are you all set. First things first. Let us dim the lights. In fact, do you have candles? We could do this in candle light."

Miya had an aromatic candle lying close by, which she lit. I then told Sukanya & Vijay to undress each other, without going further than the underwear, which was not to be taken out, except by the partners, like opening a seal of a bottle. I said that Miya and I would do the same.

There was a shocked silence. "Come on guys, let us do it slowly and erotically and not tear off our clothes."

I put out my hand for Miya, which she took slowly. I stood her up next to me and hugged her to me. I could feel her tits poking into me. I pressed my cock to her.

Miya was shocked to feel the rigidity of my cock and she was not sure if it was a cock or a baton. I had a penis which was extremely well endowed, waiting to taste new prey.

She reached to undo my shirt buttons and I did the same with her night suit shirt. She had a cute set of boobs. She wore a white flimsy bra, over which I let my hand pass stirring her nipple. She closed her eyes as she fumbled with the last of the buttons. I slipped the shirt over her shoulders and she let it fall. As she slid it off she pressed her chest forward in a very erotic way.

She slid my shirt and I let it fall. I had a muscled chest but her eyes were riveted on my cock which was waiting to come out. She looked in my eyes and then at Sukanya and Vijay. Vijay was engrossed in his mother-in-law's breast which was always out of reach for him, but was so near. Now here they were covered in the flimsiest bra he had ever seen. Miya's mouth fell looking at what her mother was wearing.

"Mom from where did you get this bra? You look like a goddess." She said.

Vijay had his palm on Sukanya's left breast and he literally drooled. His shirt too was off and I could see that my exercise was going to be a success. A bulge had formed in his pajamas. Sukanya's breasts were rising and falling to feel her son-in-law's hands on her breast. These were the second male hands feeling her breasts in the last two days.

Her hands went to the pajama string that Vijay wore. She pulled on it and it fell around his legs. His underwear was bulging. Suddenly he hugged her like a long lost love, pressing his prick into her.

I turned Miya to face away from me and to watch her husband & mom and held her by her breasts, tweaking her stiff nipples. She was literally purring. I then slipped my hands to the elastic band of her night suit and slid them down whilst feeling her legs all the way down. I had my face right next to her black panty clad arse. I kissed her there and she froze.

I removed the pajamas around her feet and stood up. Keeping her facing her husband and mother, I moved her hands backwards to my shorts. The first thing she did was grab my pole. She gasped at what she held in her hands; this was unbelievable – such a long and hard prick. She had never had the fortune to be screwed with such a tool.

She turned round and I saw that her pussy was shaved and clean. She had trouble pulling my shorts down as it got stuck on my pole. She somehow pulled my shorts down and during this her face came close to my underwear. She inhaled the musky smell and enjoyed it.

All this time the room was filled with moans and grunts. I then made my surprise announcement.

"Ladies, now is the time for the surprise. We have to undress each other. But we cannot have intercourse. Feel and be felt."

Miya did not waste the least time. I had my underwear sliding down in record time. My prick slapped on her cheek. She held it and kissed it.

"Wow what a size!" she exclaimed, sliding her hand over my 8 inch rod.

Sukanya turned round to watch. She shuddered in fear that this prick could be too much for her long unused cunt. She shivered. Vijay had pulled down panty and she stood with her arms crossed over her breast. We were all in our birthday suits. The bra top came off. The mother daughter had contrasting yet superb breasts. They were nice and taut. Their nipples were rigid and stiff. Miya had pink areola around her nipples while Sukanya had slightly darker ones. While Miya had a clean shaven vagina, Sukanya had a thick bush of brownish hands.

But the most interesting aspect seen was that Vijay had a torrid stand. His 5 inch penis was at full attention. He had to screw someone. His mother-in-law had stirred a chord in him. He had wanted to pull her to the bed and screw her, but the Master of Ceremony was me. I asked Miya to go to him. I held out my hand to Sukanya. She blushed and slowly extended her hand to me. I pulled her to me and we clasped each other. Our bodies had a sheen of sweat and we slid against one another. My prick poked her at her belly but she made no attempt to touch it. She must have wanted me to take the lead. I let my hand go to her hair bun and let her hair fall in a cascade around her back.

It created a very erotic screen from Vijay & Miya. She was seeing her mother in this fashion for the first time. She too envied her mother's body and breasts. Vijay had one hand around her breasts and the other was feeling her cunt. Miya pulled him to the bed and we could see Vijay heading straight for her cunt. His penis was poised at Miya's pussy entrance, but their eyes were rooted on us.

It was our turn to excite them. I whispered to Sukanya that we should now give them a show of their life and I turned her towards them. She had her eyes closed and one hand covered her bushy pussy. I slid my hand from behind and clasped her breast, sliding my fingers over her taut flesh and resting my fingers on her nipples.