2 comments/ 50920 views/ 7 favorites Anjani Our Maid Made It By: vantyaak Note : This is work of fiction. All characters are 18 and above at the time of narration. * Hi Friends, How are you? I am Neelam, once again coming with an interesting story of an unusual twist of events in the life of a young girl of poor family. If you, by chance, happen to pass on Arapaho street at Beltline in the city of Dallas, U.S.A. you will see a glass enclosed building housing the offices of Uddalak Manraja And Associates, Attorneys at Law. To most of the people the Chief was known by short name of Udo. Right below his name plate is another one, more glittering, bearing the name Anjani Manraja, Consultants, Interior Decoration, Residential And Commercial. Those who know them know that Udo and Anju are not brother and sister, that they are a happily married couple, madly in love for each other yet rather free thinking and free behaving; that dear Anju is making double the money than hubby Udo whose income, easily runs into six figures, monthly, that is. In spite of all this success both of them are very modest , unassuming and polite, ever ready to help in every other way, any and every body who approaches them. This is largely because of what Anju has learned at and between the feet of her Guru, Neelam Mehta that is, me. Yes, that is me. Today's story is the story of Anjani Manraja, now 27, mother of two kids and still fucking husband without contraception, occasionally other guy with double contraception. Here it goes ... When my father retired and settled in the city of Baroda, India I was in the Residential School doing my final year of high school. In those days a woman from a poor family used to come to our house as a general-purpose maid. Her name was Champa. Her husband Maneklal was a small time plumber. Now, fucking the wife being the only one entertainment free and available anytime he had plumbed Champa's chut frequently enough to produce six children. The eldest of the brood was a sweet girl Anjani. Everyday Champa would walk a distance of about three miles to come to our house. She would clean the house, make the beds, prepare tea and breakfast, cook lunch, wash clothes and do the dishes. She would work for the whole day only to return home in the evening. My mom was very kind to her. She saw that Champa ate the same breakfast and same lunch as the family, gave her old clothes for her family and helped her in general. Champa, on her part was a reliable, honest and trustworthy person. Champa also had her sister living with them. She was a widow of about 50. She looked after the children in Champa's absence. On and off Anjani would accompany her mother to our home. She would then play around or help her mom in the endless trail of work. Time flew by. Ravi graduated from Medical school and started practice in Baroda. We got married and moved into our new house on the out skirts of the city. Luckily it was very near to where Champa was living. She started working exclusively for us. It was easier for her to work for a small family like ours. Anjani, as she grew up helped her mother more and more day by day. At seventeen Anjani was a gangling teenager, all skin and bones, but within a year she bloomed into a fully mature curvaceous female. She was not a beautiful girl by any standards; she had an average look. It was her breasts which were her most attractive feature. They were large, not for her age but for her young body. Add to it the fact that she was not wearing any bra leaving them to wobble and juggle with every movement of hers. Her mind however was that of a thirteen years old unaware of the ripples her breasts were creating in the hearts (and in the cocks) of men, both old and young. Even Ravi, my husband had commented a couple of times, saying, "Neelu, did you see her dhaila (breasts)? I wonder how her bhos (vulva) looks like." I would then direct his attention to my dhaila and my bhos. We would then have frenzied fuck, Ravi fantasizing about Anjani. (He, of his own told me so). Ravi however would never think of actually seducing her. Innocent as she was, Anjani was quite at home with Ravi and me. In those days I was not doing job and had plenty of time on my hands. I would then teach Anjani some basic math, history, geography and science. Even though she had missed the school she had sharp inquisitive mind and was a quick learner. She enjoyed the lessons. Her parents had full trust in Ravi and me and had allowed her few times to stay over night at our place. We became very close but we never had the need or opportunity to talk about sex. Then, one afternoon when Anjani was at her home Champa dropped in. She, being a mother was worried. She perceived her daughter's breasts as beacons inviting predators who would very gladly break her hymen, the sign of her innocence, the bastion of family honor, proof of her purity, gift preserved only for and to be opened by the proud penis of her lawfully wedded husband. She said, "Bahen ji, Anju to aap ki beti ban baithi hai. Kripa kar ke aap use duniyadari ke kuchh path bhi padhaiye. Vo tan se javan ho gayi hai lekin man se chhoti bachchi hai. Mujhe dar hai kahin us ka paanv fisal na jaaye. Aisa vaisa kuchh ho gaya to mar jaane ke siva hamare paas koi chara nahin rahega. (Respected Sister, Anju has come to be your daughter. Please do us a favor by teaching some lesions about worldly things. She has matured in her body but mentally she is yet a small girl. I am afraid of her slipping. If anything unusual happens, we would not have any other way than suicide.)" I said, "Champa, tu tere pitaji ke ghar se bhag nikali thi tab kitani umar ki thi? Terah? Chaudah? Aur ye mat kahana ki atharah saal ki hove tab tak Maneklal lund pakade hue baith raha tha. Kyun ki us ne tujhe pahala mauka milate hi choda tha aur tu ne badi khushi ke sath lund liya tha, kamsin thi fir bhi. Hai na? (Champa, how old were you when you ran away from your father's house, thirteen? fourteen? And don't tell me Manek, your husband waited holding his cock till you became eighteen. Because at the first available opportunity he fucked you and you had accepted his lund with great pleasure even when you were immature in age. Isn't it a truth?)" Champa was somewhat crest fallen because she had not expected such a response from me. She said, "Lekin, Bahan Ji, vo din kuchh or the. Mere pet men bachcha tha ye jan kar bhi Manek ne mujhe apanaya, ek pal bhi shanka kiye bina. Aise aadami ab kahan? Sab ko ek hi chijh chahie, buddha ho ya javan. Anju chudai ka majha le is men mujhe koi etaraj nahin hai. Lekin us ke pet men bachcha bhar kar chodane vala bhaag jaay to ham garib log kahan jaay? Aur Anju sab se badi hai, us ke pichhe tin ladakiyan hein un ka kya? (But, Respected Sister, those days were different. Manek took me as wife without hesitation knowing well that I had a baby in my tummy. Where are such men now? Old or young, they all want only one thing. I do not mind if Anju starts enjoying fucking but what would we poor folks go if the guy runs away fucking her and leaving her with a baby? And Anju is oldest, there are three girls after her; what would happen to them?)" There was truth in what she said. I felt for her. I said, "Alright, I will talk to her. But you and Manek should realize that Anju is now no longer a child. She will take her own decisions. Yes, she will make mistakes and come running to you for help, but will do whatever she wants to do. That includes fucking and marriage too. You and I are here to guide her but we will not impose upon her our wish and thinking, agreed?" "Ji." "Okay then, I will have to take the matter slowly. That means it will take some time. It will be better if you allow her to work here full time. We will pay her, of course. Is it okay with you?" "It is okay with us. Thank you very much. She will start right away; from tomorrow." "Oh, One last thing. I shall try my level best to preserve her virginity but I cannot promise. If she decides to be fucked by Ravi, I will not stand in her way. Any objection?" "Na ji. As long as it remains a family secret I do not mind Sahib initiating her. In fact I wish he does it." "Why so?" "For one thing he is a noble man. Secondly he is a doctor, knows how to fuck a virgin with minimal pain, knows how to prevent pregnancy and knows what to do in case pregnancy occurs. Besides, you will be there to give her support during the act, will you not?" "Yes, I will be." "All is settled then." Talk about my husband Ravi's reputation. That night after an hours' glorious fuck I told him about Anjani. He was delighted but I asked him to leave poor girl alone till the time she matures herself to take her own decisions. He agreed. She was one week over her eighteenth birthday when Anjani started working full time at our place. Shy and reserved in the beginning she, within few weeks, gradually unwound herself into bold and inquisitive young girl. I deliberately avoided the subject of sex till the time she was fully comfortable with Ravi and me. Barring that we talked about almost every subject under the sun. Gradually I introduced sexy words in our talks starting with abusive words like bahenchod (sister fucker), chutiya (product of vagina), bhosadi ke (product of vulva) etc. While she was familiar with those street words like lund, chut, bhos, chudai and also knew the meaning of each of them, shishn, vrshan, ling and yoni were alien to her. Over the time I also learned that Anjani had some sketchy knowledge about sex. I had to teach her a lot. Then one lazy afternoon I opened the subject by asking her, "What kind of bra are you wearing, Anju?" "No kind, I don't have any." "I thought so. Your tits are wobbling like cow's udder." "I know, but what can I do?" "Ravi gets bad ideas in his head seeing them." Her face lit up with joy, her hands went to her boobs and she asked childishly, "Does he like them?" "He likes them and I like them too. We don't want to show them to the whole world, now, do we?" "No. Mom told me not to allow anybody to touch them." "She is right. So let me see if any of my old bras would fit on you." We went to the other room. I pulled out a drawer full of old bras. Some of them were like new worn by me only for few days. These were the bras of my early married days when under the stimulation of Ravi's fingers and lips my breasts were rapidly growing in size requiring me to buy next higher size every few weeks. Anjani did not wait for invitation. With eyes wide with wonder she picked up one after other exclaiming, "Oh, these are so nice!" Next moment her blouse was off and her petticoat was down to her waist baring her beautiful breasts. Did she have breasts or what? Even though I have pair of my own, I felt stirring in my yoni (vagina) seeing hers. Two perfect hemispheres were sitting like mountains on her upper chest. Despite the size there was no sign of sagging. Each was topped by a sepia colored knobby areola of about one inch with small delicate berry like nipple right in the center. I could not hold myself from feeling them. I took them in my palms and lifted them. "Good, aren't they?" she asked and I came down on earth. "Good? Girly you do not know what is what. These are the boobs of a cinema star, center spread of Playboy magazine, high profile model." Unfortunately she lacked a face to match. "I feel shy when men stare at them. Is it bad to feel that way?" "No, it is not. Tell me the truth, who has been fondling them?" I tweaked her nipple. "Uhhh ...it feels strange when you touch like that." "I know, tell me who has fondled them. There must be somebody." She looked down and murmured, "My Mamu." (Brother of the mother.) "Did he fuck you too?" She nodded her but still could not look up. "Only once." "Why once? Is he still not fucking you?" Now she looked up and shook her head in negative. "Why not?" "He wants but I don't want him to." "Why?" "Because I do not like him and he refuses using condom. Even if I like him I cannot marry him." "Don't you feel the urge to get fucked?" "Yes." "What do you do then?" "Use my fingers." "Have you tried it with a girl?" "No." "Would you like to?" She was pleasantly surprised. "With whom? You?" "Why not?" "But I have not done it before, I do not know what to do." "I know how it is done, I will teach you. Are you ready to learn?" "Yes, I am. What if Sahib comes to know?" "At the least he would be excited and want to fuck me. At the most he may want to fuck you. But don't worry, he will not touch you if you don't want him to." "Haay, haay I feel odd sensations in my stomach." "That is natural. You are a young girl and we are talking about fucking." "I feel shy of Sahib." "But you like him?" "Very much." "Would you like him to fuck you?" "Oh please, don't say that. I start throbbing in my ...my..." She could not finish the sentence; she blushed deeply once again and lowered her gaze. I helped her, " In your bhos you mean?" With an effort she looked up at me with shy smile on her lips and said, "Yes, there." By now my blouse and bra were off, baring my breasts. I was playing with her nipples. Shyly she was running her fingers on the periphery of my breasts making my nipples erect in anticipation. I lifted her face with a finger under her chin and touched her mouth with mine. Goose bumps erupted all over her body and her hand on my breast suddenly grabbed it. She of her own shifted herself nearer to me. I took her in my arms hugging face to face; our breasts warmly crushing against each other. She threw her arms around my neck as I settled her side ways in my lap. My left arm went around her waist supporting her while the right one went to her breast. Our faces were pressed cheek to cheek. "You smell so good, Didi. Can I call you Didi?" she asked. "Yes, you can." We caressed our breasts for some tine. Then, once again, I kissed lightly on her mouth and asked, "Liked it? Was it like your Mamu's kiss?" "He never kissed me." So saying she closed her eyes and went into frenzy of kissing me on my cheeks, my chin, my forehead, and my nose, everywhere. When she reached my lips I held her there and rubbed my closed lips on hers. She went stiff and once again grabbed a handful of my breast as if to support her. I broke the kiss only to resume it with soft pressure. She relaxed. My other hand meanwhile was caressing her thighs. She had kept her legs straight. The ghaghari covered her thighs, her knees and up to half of her lower legs. I moved my hand over her ghaghari and could reach up to knees and not beyond. The ghaghari was slithering up and down with the movement of my hand but I had not touched her bare skin. Putting my hand under her knee I lifted one of her legs to fold it, leaving the other straight. With the thigh drawn up I pushed her ghaghari a little and it slid up to her hip. I could now caress her smooth thigh, front and back. The kiss continued. Her play on my nipples continued. I passed my hand behind the bent knee and started caressing the back of the thigh. Slowly I inched upwards and eventually reached the spot where the buttock meets the thigh. It is a very sensitive area not known to many people. It was Ravi who showed me. The spot is very near anal area and hence not far from vulva in a woman and back of the scrotum in a man. All I had to do was to touch the place lightly with fingertips. The sensation was so intense that Anjani broke the kiss to utter ssiiiiii ...and to lift up the other leg. I moved my hand a couple of inches inwards and I was on my destination, her young cunt. I could easily caress the big lips, spread them apart and push my finger into her chut. Needless to say that her chut was wet and slimy allowing easy access to two of my fingers. Anjani being young and inexperienced did not know what to do, I had to bring her mouth to my aching nipples and ask her to suck on them. Her delicate lips on my nipples felt like heaven and then she of her own used the tip of her tongue to flick them with. A wave of tingling started from the nipple to settle in my clitoris making it stiffer longer and thicker. My bhos poured out large quantity of pre-cum and started throbbing. Finally having reached point of no return I made her lay down flat on the bed. I circled her clitoris with my fingers and mounted her. I pushed my legs between hers and widened them taking hers along with mine. She took the hint and spread her thighs to the fullest. Now one vulva could easily press and rub against the other. I started with slow back and forth movements of my pelvis directly targeting her clitoris. Meanwhile our mouths were joined in French kiss. As I fucked her the mounting excitement she felt was reflected in her kiss. Her kiss progressively became more forceful, irregular and frantic at times. Then I bent my head and took her nipple in my mouth. That was the final straw for her. A strong orgasm hit her and hit her hard. She became stiff in whole of her body, she squeezed shut her eyes. Saliva drooled out from her half open mouth. Then she shivered for few seconds and suddenly relaxed. I was not far behind but ...... The door bell chimed. Who would be there at this odd hour? Hurriedly I donned pajama and kurti, combed my hair and opened the door. "Surprise, surprise" Ravi said as he entered and closed the door with his foot. His hands were busy taking the wife in embrace and feeling for her breasts. I extricated myself with some difficulty and echoed, "Surprise, surprise." "Huh? what is it? How come you feel so hot and flushed? Are you running fever?" he asked walking me towards his room to change his clothes. Once he was in his pajama suit I proceeded to blindfold him saying, " I have a surprise for you," I led him to our bedroom where Anjani was lying on the bed. She was fast asleep. I whispered, "Don't make noise" in Ravi's ear and removed the blindfold. He was pleasantly surprised to see Anjani sleeping with open blouse and up turned ghaghari. "You have been fucking. Right?" he said. "Right. Want to join?" "Why not? But she is sleeping." "Post orgasmic narcosis. You want to wait or ....?" "Only a fool will wait when you are around." So saying he crushed me in a bear hug and kissed me. We went back to his room leaving Anjani alone. "What is the wish of my master this afternoon?" I asked. "Visit to the bathroom for the starter." We separated. He went to bathroom to pass urine. But I know him very well. He would thoroughly wash his cock, come out without putting on knickers or pajama and offer his cock, semi erect by then, for a blow job. I would gladly and eagerly take it in my mouth and start sucking. But then, we two would be alone in the whole house. That day Anjani was present on the scene. When he came out I was ready for him sitting on a cushion on the floor near sofa. This time he had his pajama on with his limp cock hanging out from the open fly. He sat down and pulling up the foreskin bared the small soft head. I removed his hands and took charge of the shriveled cock of his. I pulled down the foreskin to cover up the head. I took him in my mouth. It felt like a piece of a soft rubber tubing. I held the head of his cock firmly pressed between my palate above and tongue below. I could squeeze it with movement of my tongue. His cock started thickening in jerks. My mouth started salivating. Within minutes his lund attained its full dimensions. The bulbous head almost filled up my mouth. Most of his lund was outside of my mouth. I was holding the shaft in my fist and was giving him a slow hand job. It was wonderful to feel the slide of thin silky skin over the iron hard cylinder of the core. Add to it periodic jerks temporarily increasing its hardness and thickness and the picture is complete. Anjani Our Maid Made It Or is it? No, not yet. I swirled my tongue all over the covered head. Then with the tip I explored the opening of the foreskin touching the head underneath. Ravi uttered Aaahh while his lund jerked. With the jerk the head swelled and stretched the foreskin. I insinuated the tip of my tongue under the foreskin and pealed it upwards from the head. The lund continued jerking and spewing love juice all along while I continued pushing the hood up with my tongue. When the foreskin was fully retracted I ran the tongue all over the smooth head giving extra licks to the deep notch that separates head from the shaft. At last I settled over the point where foreskin is bunched to the under surface of the head. Ravi could only take that much. The urge to fuck with strokes overpowered his will to hold. Keeping the lund in my mouth he stood up and held on my head. He shoved once and almost whole of his lund entered my mouth. Immediately I gagged, my mouth opened wide and the lund came out drenched in its own juices mixed with my saliva. I took deep breath, waited for few minutes and guided it again into my mouth. Ravi started with slow and shallow strokes increasing the depth of penetration by degrees. Ten minutes and I could take the whole length of his lund without gagging. He rammed it in my throat till my lips touched his mons, held it there for few seconds and pulled out. It was a sight, Ravi's lund caming out of my mouth. The whole lund was dripping my saliva mixed with his own slimy love juice. The bulbous head appeared little bigger if anything, light violet in color and turgid like a ripe tomato. All the while when my mouth was busy on the lund my excitement was escalating. Both of my nipples and clitoris were engorged and had become very sensitive, My entire bhos felt swollen and was overflowing with love juice. Each movement of the lund in and out of my mouth made my bhos tingle with sweet pleasure and felt as if the lund was fucking my chut, I was more than ready to take it up into my chut. Right at that moment I sensed some movement at the door joining the two rooms. Anjani was peeping hiding behind the wall. Poor child, she did not know that one of her legs was visible through the door. I signed to Ravi and he confirmed. Now he turned in such a way that Anjani would have clear view of his lund fucking my mouth. Within seconds one big eye came up into the door and suddenly withdrew. Ravi took out the lund and said, "Shall we call her in?" "Why not?" I said and went out to bring her in. Anjani ran to the other room when she saw me coming. She had righted her clothes. I said, "Come on Anju. Ravi is waiting for you." "Oh no, Didi. Mujhe sharm aati hai ( I feel shy)." "Aanken band kar dena, chal. Dekh to sahi tere Sahib ka lund kaisa hai. Dil na kahe to na chudavana. (Come on, close your eyes. Don't fuck if you don't feel like it, at least see how his lund looks like )." "Haay haay, mein to mar jaaungi. ( Oh, oh, I am sure to die)." I pulled her by her wrist. Reluctantly she followed me to where Ravi was sitting sporting his huge erection. Anjani was fascinated by its majesty but feeling too shy to blatantly stare at it, She was looking at it by glances. I made her sit between Ravi and me, Ravi said, "Anju, Nilu was saying that you have been fucked but only once." She was looking at his lund but nodded her head in yes. Perceiving her interest in his lund Ravi asked, "Do you like what you see?" She chewed her lower lip and again nodded yes, her face red like a ripe tomato. I intervened, "Ravi, she wants to see your lund in action." Ravi, "Oh, Let us then fuck and show her. But before we do that I would like to see her boobs. O.K. with you? Anjani?" She looked at me seeking support. I said, "Anju, you will have to do that of your own, I cannot help you." Still chewing her lip she closed her eyes and unhooked her blouse. She hesitated at removal of the bra and Ravi finished the job. Her magnificent breasts spilled out. Ravi put his arm across her shoulders and drew her against him. She did not resist. She leaned easily on his chest. However she kept her face turned away from him. With great tenderness and respect Ravi put his hand on her left breast. She flinched for a second and again looked at me. This time I did not disappoint her. I bent forwards a little and glued my mouth to hers. I continued kissing her while Ravi had his way with her breasts caressing them, pressing them, mauling them. He pinched and pulled those delicate nipples first with his fingers and then with his mouth. In no time Anjani got excited to the extent that she did not resist when Ravi put her hand on the lund and wrapped her fingers around it. I was no less excited. My chut was throbbing and bhos was freely flowing out love juices. All along the evening I had not had an orgasm. I wanted a lund, stiff, long and thick lund up into my chut. I said, "Ravi, let's go to the bedroom." Once there, Ravi and I removed our clothes. Anjanji took some time but eventually she also removed hers aided by Ravi. Then he made me lay down on the bed flat on my back with my hips right on the edge. I pulled up and spread my thighs till my knees touched my ears. This exposed my bhos to the onslaught of Ravi's lund. Taking Anjani with him Ravi stood on the floor between my thighs. He pulled up the foreskin and exposed the distended head of his lund. Holding the lund in his hand he rubbed the head in the crack of my bhos. He nudged the sensitive clitoris and throbbing started in my chut. Ravi engaged the cock head in the mouth of my chut and with steady pressure drove home the whole length of his rigid pole into my dripping hole. Anjani held my hand and looked on with some fascination and some trepidation. She was anticipating me to scream due to pain. When nothing of the kind occurred and when she saw the smooth entry, she visibly relaxed. Ravi started his slow and deep strokes pushing in at one angle and withdrawing at another. You cannot imagine what that was doing to my chut and clitoris unless, of course you have been fucked like wise. Each stroke generated a core of intense pleasure in the clitoris, which ballooned inside reaching each nook and cranny of my body. I was so perked up that I climaxed into an extraordinary orgasm within eight or ten strokes. Ravi continued fucking me. Three minutes more and I had second orgasm. I was totally exhausted. Ravi was not spent yet, Anju also had yet to taste Ravi's lund. I suggested, "Ravi, why don't you take care of Anjani and let me rest a bit. I will join you later on." Ravi readily agreed. He asked Anjani, "What do you say Anju? Do you want the taste of my lund?" I do not know what her answer was because my eyes closed in the slumber. When I opened the eyes it was early morning and both of them were gone. I will let Anjani tell us what happened while I slept. ************ ***************** ************** Hi, I am Anjani. I am not experienced in writing anything but Neelam Didi has forced me to write about what happened during the short period of time she was asleep. Sahib (Ravi, Neelam Didi's husband) had fucked Didi so strongly that she was completely exhausted and drained. I had witnessed their fucking and was happily amazed to see his lund still in erect condition. Sahib then asked me, 'What do you say Anju? Do you want to taste my lund?" God knows I wanted to do so. In fact I had wanted that since I started working at his home. But let me start from starting. I am the oldest child of the six born by my mother. Father was a free lancing plumber. Besides us we had my widowed fufi (my father's elder sister) living with us. We were very poor. Originally my mom started working for Neelam Didi's parents, I was a pubertal girl then. When Didi married Sahib I came to their home as full time maid. I was 18 then. Later on I came to know that my mother had approached Didi asking her to teach me about sex because she was worried that someone may take advantage of my innocent mind in a mature body and rob me of my cherry. Poor mom was not knowing that not only I knew about fucking I was no longer a virgin, having lost my cherry to my Mamuu (mother's brother) within a week of my 18th birthday. It was so painful that I did not want to do it again. Till the time I saw Sahib. I vividly remember the occasion. He had not seen me for a couple of years and it was my first day of working at their house. I opened the door when the chimes sounded and my heart missed a beat seeing Sahib standing there. In my confusion I asked, "Whom do you want, Sir? Please come in." He burst out laughing but the laughter disappeared within seconds no sooner his eyes fell on my chest. Addressing my breasts he said, "Who...? Oh, you must be Anju. Aren't you?" He said that so sweetly that I felt throbbing in my chut and wetness on my bhos. I was so embarrassed that I could hardly move when he side stepped me and went inside the house. Next thing I saw was him hugging Didi and kissing her on her mouth. Didi forced herself out from his arms pointing towards me. I was immobile like a statue, still worried about my bhos when they came near me, he asking, "Is she not Anju?" That is when I felt an intense sense of shyness and ran away to the interior of the house. I heard Didi saying, "She is Anjani ..." That night for the first time in my life I had a sweet dream. I saw myself opening the door. Sahib took me in his arms but it was Didi who was kissing my mouth. Suddenly Mamu had pushed his lund in my chut: I screamed with pain and my eyes opened. I was in my bed at home drenched in perspiration. I put my hand on my bhos and it came out wet. I touched my clitoris and electrical current rushed through my body. Silently I rubbed myself to an orgasm thinking all the while about Sahib. Next day I found it difficult to face him without blushing. It was honey to my ears when he reassured me saying, "Don't worry. We will get along well. You have changed a lot; I could not recognize you yesterday. You are a sweet little girl." Sweet little girl indeed. As he had predicted we got along well. Didi taught me history, geography, some math and some English. I became very close to her. She was an educated polished lady and I determined to be like her one day complete with a husband like Sahib and all. You know by now, how our relations progressed and how on that lazy afternoon she gave me the taste of fuck without a lund. The orgasm was so intense that I passed out for some time and then plunged into deep slumber. I was not aware of Sahib's coming home. When my eyes opened I found myself in Didi's bed with exposed breasts and pussy. The first thing I did was to adjust my clothes. While I was doing that I heard voices in the next room. I tip toed to the door and hiding myself peeped in. I was stunned to see Didi's mouth full of Sahib's lund. Not that I had not heard of sucking a lund, I had never seen it being done before. My God, Sahib's lund was big and thick stretching Didi's lips to the fullest. Didi appeared to be in some sort of trans. As I looked on Sahib started pumping. More and more of his length entered her mouth with each stroke till Didi could swallow the whole of it. You know the rest of the story. Sahib fucked Didi giving her two orgasms. She was exhausted and went to sleep fore with. I almost died when Sahib asked me if I wanted to taste his lund. Of course I did. I wanted to taste it on my tongue as well as in my chut. But I was so shy of him that I could not speak. He knew my predicament. He came to me. I could not look into his eyes neither could I suppress my smile. I stood there with bowed head staring at his majestic erection.. He caught my wrists and draped my arms around his neck, held me by my waist and pulled me to him. His lund got trapped between our bellies. I buried my face in his chest and then looked up. Immediately his mouth descended upon mine and his lips touched mine. His hands shifted from my waist to my breasts and his fingers got busy with my nipples. I was already hot, my bhos was already swollen and wet. My clitoris was clamoring for the touch of his lund, my nipples were craving for his lips. In general I was fit to climb a wall and he knew it. Without wasting any time he led me to the other side of the wide bed and removed first my odhani and then my choli revealing my breasts for the first time to his eyes. I was feeling so shy that I covered them with my hands. When he tried to untie the knot of my ghaghari my hands left my breasts to hold on his wrists. The breasts were then open to his view. As soon a he saw them his lund jerked couple of times and became larger and thicker and harder if that was possible. Putting his palms under the breasts he lifted them as if weighing and said, "Anju, you have most gorgeous boobs." Goose bumps erupted on my body when I heard that. He then gently held each breast in his hnd and gave a little squeeze. It felt so good. Both the nipples and areolas became erect as if inviting his fingers. He lightly caressed each breast running his palms on the round surface giving a squeeze now and then. He tweaked and pinched and pulled the nipples and areolas till they were sore to touch. Sweet thrills arising from the nipples coursed down to my bhos and clitoris making them swollen and wet with love juices. With a voice shaky with excitement he asked, "Have you ever taken a lund in your mouth? Haay haay, in the mouth? I have heard of it but never done it. I said, "No." He proceeded to explain me the basics of giving a head. That done, he lied down flat on the bed and held up his cock. The cock however had wilted a bit. He tried to awake it by couple of hand jerks but failed. He at that point bent my head to his crotch and guided his cock in my mouth. No sooner it entered than a pleasant tremor emanated from my mouth to spread all over my body. It was my first occasion of sucking a lund and I did not know what to do and how to do. Sahib patiently guided me and soon his lund was thick in its fullest. There was some gagging in the beginning but it went away with practice. Once I was accustomed to the presence of lund in my mouth, he changed our positions. He made me lay down on my back with head elevated on a big pillow, almost to sitting position. He stood in front of me with his thighs wide spread across my chest. Bending a little forward he guided his lund, once again, in my mouth and started in and out movements.. He could now control the depth of penetration as well as speed and angle of the strokes. I put my hands on his straining buttocks and held on. His lund was fucking my mouth but my chut was throbbing uncontrollably and my bhos was tingling as if on fire. Sahib fucked me like this for ten minutes. When he pulled out, his lund appeared longer and thicker than before. I took him in my fist and stroked up and down forgetting all my inhibitions. In the same wake I looked Sahib in his eyes and said, "Make haste, Sahib, push your this lund in my young chut and fuck me." Even I was surprised at my outburst. He heeded to my request quickly. As he moved towards my legs I wantonly lifted them up and spread them to the fullest providing an easy access to my bhos. Sahib wasted no time. He engaged the head of the lund in the mouth of my chut and realized that my chut was almost a virgin chut, having been fucked only once. Then after he was careful in shoving his rod in my narrow chut. He went in by stages. He pushed only the head in and took it out, put it in again and took it out again. Once the lower muscles of my chut relaxed and the head could go in easily, he inserted further couple of inches of the shaft and repeated the maneuver. That took care of the major internal muscles of the chut and the whole lund then could be pushed in. Sahib went in till his mons came to press upon mine. He then stopped for some time. My chut felt pleasantly stretched while my clitoris felt mashed by his mons. His heavy scrotum snuggled on my ass hole. Sahib grabbed me by passing his hands under my armpits to the back of my shoulders and widened his thighs for better purchase. He glued his mouth to mine and moved his pelvis to pull out almost the whole of his lund. He paused for a second and then pushed it in. He executed about ten such slow deep strokes. Then having been convinced about the ability of my chut to take in his lund without difficulty, he started fucking me in earnest. Now the withdrawal of the lund was slow and smooth but penetration was sudden, forceful and deep like stabbing with a dagger. Every such stroke eroded the delicate walls of my chut in spite of copious love juices. Later on Sahib told me that his foreskin was forcibly pushed up on the shaft and the pain it created in his lund lasted for two days. Talk about fucking a virgin. Such forceful fucking rapidly dragged me towards climax. Within five or six strokes I had an intense orgasm. He did not stop during my orgasm and the first was followed by two more within minutes. Sahib then slowed down to gentle steady rhythm of medium speed. He fucked me with my legs down and straight, partly opened, fully opened, with different tilt of my pelvis which changed the angle of my bhos and angle of penetration. He pulled out the lund and rubbed the head on my butt hole, belly button, my breasts and nipples, my eyes, nose and ears. It was so exciting that by itself it gave me one more orgasm. But everything, good or bad, comes to an end. I think we had been fucking for an hour or so. When he was ready for his final plunge he asked me as to where I wanted him to shoot his load. I preferred my chut. He straitened my legs, brought them together between his spread thighs and started on the final run. I lied down passively enjoying the in and out movements of his lund in my chut, rubbing of his hairy thighs against my smooth ones, his grunts and aahs and oohs, his frantic clutching of my breasts, my buttocks and my shoulders, the final throes of his lund while spurting out the thick wads of his semen into the narrow confines of my small chut. He roared through his orgasm waking up Didi who was sleeping nearby. Luckily Didi closed her eyes and slipped back into slumber. Sahib relaxed completely lying on me with his lund in my chut. Eventually he recovered, took my face in his hands and kissed me thousand times before getting off me. He supported me to go to the bathroom and we both washed our parts. Back on the bed he solicitously asked me if I was hurting anywhere and whether I had orgasm or not. Fucking over, my shyness returned with double force. I politely answered his query and put on my clothes, all with my back to him. I was about to leave their bedroom when he caught my wrist and said, "The bed is big enough for three of us. Why don't you sleep here?" "Sahib, I am but a servant and cannot sleep in your bed. It was alright to use it for ...for ...you know what. I will go to my room." I went to my room and was reminiscing today's events when Sahib came in and settled in my narrow bed taking me in his embrace. He said, "You cannot sleep in my bed but I sure can do in yours." What could I say? In fact I welcomed his presence. In the early morning he gave me one more fuck right in my bed. ************** ****************** ************ NEELAM : I woke up late next morning, freshened by one night's post-coital sleep. I was not surprised not to find Ravi or Anjani in the bedroom, I expected them in the kitchen. Anjani was alone in the kitchen preparing for the breakfast. One look at her face and I knew that Ravi's lund had done its magic on her chut. I approached her and asked, "How was last night? Did you enjoy?" She cringed due to shyness. Her face flushed, her lips smiled and she nodded her head with face averted. Anjani Our Maid Made It "Was it painful? Ravi is big, you know?" She murmured, "It was not painful. Sahib was very careful." "I missed the fun. You will have to give me detailed report. Some time again we will get together and have threesome." "Didi, I want to go home today." "Why? Are you feeling sick or something?" "No, but I will not be able to face Sahib." "Oh, I see. But how long will you avoid him? He is not going to demand anything from you." "But if I see him enough I will demand something from him. That is what I am afraid of." Poor girl, completely captivated by an eight inch long stick of a lund. I reassured her, "Don't worry, I will help you overcome your worries." The events took a bizarre turn. Anjani could not come for several days. Her fufi had some kind of surgery and was still in the Hospital. Two days after she resumed her work a bunch of guests came up at my parents home. They were the family of one Riya a 21 years old very beautiful girl. A prospective match for Riya was one young man with an impossible name Uddalak. He was here on a short visit from USA in search of a wife. The venue of their first meeting was to be our home because we were on girl's side and the place was convenient to all. Time scheduled was four in the afternoon. As hosts we were supposed to serve tea and snacks. We called in both Champa and Anjani for help. On the appointed day the whole group on our side came to our home by about two o'clock. The boy's family came in sharply at four. After few minutes of useless talks by the adults, tea and snacks were brought in by three girls led by heavily decorated Riya. All male eyes and some of the female too were glued to Riya whose beauty was simply dazzling. After the ritual of tea, Uddalak took Riya to a short ride in one of the cars. They returned after an hour and a half. The two groups separated in a genial mood. Both sides had high hopes that the proposal would gel. But they say that Kam Dev, the God of Love and Lust works in a weird way. The boy flatly refused for Riya in spite of her beauty, education and wealth. He wanted the girl in green odhani walking next to Riya and who came to collect empty cup saucers and dishes. That would be Anjani. Intense telephonic negotiations ensued, Chmpa's family also thrown in for good measure. I called in Uddalak for some personal talk. I opened the talks by making him take an oath of secrecy. He did not believe in oaths but promised me to keep the secrets if any. I said, " I am aware that this is your personal matter and I have no right to poke my nose into it. However, Anjani is like my younger sister and want to see her happy. I do not want you to feel cheated later on." I then told him that Anjani was not a virgin, was not educated beyond fourth grade and was very poor unable perhaps to host a simple marriage. "Do you still want to marry her?" I asked in the end. He said with some palpable irritation, characteristic of a young man buffeted to and fro, "I don't know why you are telling me this and I don't care to know. One thing is certain though. If you are trying to dissuade me you have failed miserably. She is for me, virgin or not, period." I calmly answered, "I am interested in her happiness. I am putting the cards on the table so that no problem arises in future." He said, "If you trust my word, I assure you of her happiness and stability." "I trust your word. What if she refuses?" "She will not, I am confident. Have you asked her?" "No. What if the parents deny.?" "I have talked to her parents, They do not mind." To cut the story short, Uddalak Manraja married Anjani within a week. We gave our bungalow on Mount Abu for their honeymoon. Two weeks after marriage he returned to America. With the help of his new son Anjani's father started large scale business of plumbing supplies. Anjani quit working as a maid but continued coming in almost daily. For few days after the honeymoon she was a chatterbox, Udo this and Udo that. She gave me a detailed report of their first fuck. She said . " Udo is very open minded like you and Sahib. He said he would not mind Sahib fucking me, if he so desires, that is." It was eight months before Anjani Manraja flew to U.S. of A. During the period she fucked with Ravi some eight or ten times. Every time she a sked my permission and asked for a threesome. We could not do it due to one reason or other. Within a couple of years they climbed up the ladder of success. Udo himself was an astute businessman but not much 'informed' in maters sexual. So, during daytime Udo the guru taught his cheli Anju the ins and out of business world. At night they reversed the roles nd guru Anju showed chela Udo's six inched long erect lund the ways in and out of her delicious chut as taught by me. Once they settled a little they invited me and Ravi to visit them. Udo in subtle language asked us to come and see how dear Anju has bloomed like a fragrant flower. While I cherished the memories of my love making with her, it was Ravi who wanted to fondle those marvelous tits of hers, with his cock up into her chut. The fireworks started right on the airport. As soon as we stepped out of the gate a gorgeous girl hurled herself on to Ravi shouting, "Sahib......" Who else but our Anju? For one thing both of them had changed considerably. Anju with mild make up and hair cut was ravishing in tight top and tighter jeans. The glow of success both in the bed and in the office had given them a sparkle of contagious exuberance and happiness. Udo looked more masculine than before with just the hint of pot belly. When he shook hands with me his grip sent shivers up my spine. Anju had monopolized Ravi by draping herself on him. She gave him a prolonged smooch on his mouth and did not seem to mind the flattening of her boobs on his chest while hugging him. Her face started getting pink, not because of shyness but because of beginning of arousal. Udo seemed quite comfortable with her show of 'affection' towards Ravi. In fact I caught him once or twice trying to judge my measurements. The night was sure going to be colorful, I assured myself. As it was eight in the evening Udo drove us directly to a posh restaurant. Over a period of one and a half hour we had an excellent dinner. It was ten o'clock by the time we reached their home. Their house was a one storey four bedroom affair. We settled in a spacious sitting room. Anju was still draped onto her Sahib and apparently lost to the fact that his hands were roaming over her breasts. We, that is I and Udo could see\ her erect nipples pushing out. As dear Anju was busy kissing her Sahib it came to Udo to serve the drinks. He looked at Ravi caressing Anju's bottom and then at me with a smile on his lips. I asked, "You don't mind?" Still smiling he said, " Not at all. Do you?" " I also do not mind." "It id better that she enjoys like this rather than do things behind my back. Besides she has been waiting for long for you guys." " She must have been f... sorry, must have enjoyed with other guys?" " Not one that I know of. So many of our friends have tried to seduce her though." " What about you?" " Me? I have not fucked any girl other than Anju." " That is what still surprises me, you marrying a simple uneducated poor girl and remaining 'faithful'." " There is nothing unusual in it. I am a breast man. When I saw Anju''s odhani trying to hide her beautiful tits I fell for it. I don't regret my choice for Anju has the most beautiful pair of tits, oh, whom am I telling?" " I agree with you." "Regarding being faithful, no girl has yet touched my heart till...till,," Here he blushed and averted my gaze. "Till what?" " Till today. Oh, pardon me, I... I got carried away." I thought that I should take over the charge. I pointed to Ravi and Anju. By then Ravi had succeeded in removing her clothes and positioning himself between her thighs. She had his lund in her grip and was slowly rubbing its swollen head in the valley of her cunt. We could easily see the cock head dipping into the mouth of her chut. Now there is nothing erotic more than seeing a lund entering a chut especially when the chut belongs to your wife. Predictably a tent lifted up in the crotch of Udo's pajamas. I sat down by his side and grabbed his lund. With my mouth in his ear I asked, " You wish to fuck me, don't you?" He hesitated like a shy nubile girl his glance jumping between my breasts and Ravi's lund penetrating his wife's cunt. His lund in my fist jumped to higher degree of hardness and spewed out more love juice. Having ensconced full length of his lund in Anju's chut Ravi had lied down on her prostrate body. By chance Anju happened to see us. She chirped, " Didi, Udo is very shy. You will have to take the lead." But Anju turned out to be wrong. I did not know what triggered him. Later on he admitted that the sight of Ravi's lund fucking Anju's chut did the trick. Anyway, he held my face in his hands and kissed me smack on my mouth and it was not a kiss of a thirteen years old boy. As I opened my mouth in response he invaded it with his tongue. Mercilessly he pushed his big tongue deep down to my throat like a lund being pushed into a chut. At least that was how I felt besides some gagging. His was the biggest tongue to enter my mouth. He withdrew the tongue and broke the kiss. Pushing me a little away he said, "Anju has talked so much about you that I feel as if I have known you all these years and wanted to fuck you. I was waiting for your signal." He had started unbuttoning my blouse. I removed his hands to do it myself saying, "Kiss me again," This time he was gentle. I clamped my lips on his tongue and sucked on it like a lollypop. Immediately I felt hid hands on my bare boobs. His patience however came to an end as soon as he caught my nipple. On one hand he pinched the nipple between his thumb and forefinger and on the other he started fucking my mouth with his stiff tongue. This had predictable effect on me. My arousal hiked up almost to an orgasm. I suddenly felt a strong urge to feel his cock on my tongue and his tongue on my nipples. I could not wait. I pushed his head off mine and directed to my nipple. Dear Anju must have taught him nipple sucking because he did it like an expert. He teased the nipple with the tip of his tongue before laving it along with the areola. Both the nipple and areola unfurled like a blooming flower. Then he took them into his mouth and started sucking. Familiar thrills burst out from my boobs and flowed through my veins. I jumped up when he held the nipple with his lips and tugged on it. Stimulation of my nipples, one after the other added enough fuel to fire my craving for his lund in my mouth. Add to that the fact that the same lund was rearing itself in my fist. Hence when he left my nipple for a while I pushed him on to his back and bent over him. Before he could say anything I had almost whole of his lund in my mouth. Udo's cock was some what short, not morer than six inches when erect, but it was one of the thickest I had ever seen. I had to open my mouth wide to take it in. The knob of its head was even thicker than the short shaft. I shook into a small orgasm as soon as the head hit my throat. Now it was his turn to be impatient. As I ran my tongue over the smooth bald head and the notch separating it from the shaft he held me by my hair and steadied my head. Then he fucked my mouth with rapid strokes from below. He stopped after about ten strokes and pushed my head down over his cock reaching deep into my throat. He kept his lund in the throat till I gagged. He pulled it out drenched in my saliva, allowed me to recover and after a volley of five or six quick half strokes once again deep throated me, This time I could tolerate the lund for a longer period and gagging was less intense. Rapid throbbing of the lund showed that he was fast approaching his climax. I was not lagging behind. I was also on verge of an orgasm. He pulled out his monstrous cock after deep throating five or six times.. Few feet away from us Ravi was leisurely fucking Anjani sliding ever so slowly his eight inches long lund in and out of her chut. Anjani was clinging to her Sahib with her arms and legs nd was rocking her pelvis in perfect harmony with his thrusts. Both of them were oblivious to the world. I asked Udo, " Where do you want to shoot your load?" " In the deepest parts of your chut, if you do not mind." Laying myself on my back I said, "I don't mind. I would love my chut stretched open by your thick lund and would love to feel it inside my chut convulsing and shooting thick warm semen on the mouth of my uterus deep down in my vagina, So, come on, don't waste time." He did not. Quickly mounting up on me he settled between my thighs. My pussy went into a series of spasms when he rubbed his cock head in my slit. The blunt cock head nudged my labia apart and engaged itself in the opening of my throbbing vagina. With one forceful jerk Udo sent his thick lund in my chut stretching it to fullest. It felt so pleasant that a fine tremor passed through my spine. He laid down on my prostrate body and started sucking on my nipple at the same time fucking my chut. He used short stabbing strokes directed mainly towards clitoris while the chut remained dilated around thickness of the shaft. In no time he climaxed strongly. His lund jerked some eight to ten times jetting out a quantity of thick semen. This precipitated my climax too. I was washed away in wave after wave of ecstasy starting from my bhos and invading my whole body. " Whew... " he exclaimed when he regained his breath. "Thank you both." Both of us went to bathroom for peeing and washing. He asked, " Did I do alright? Some of my friends tell me that longer the penis more the joy it can give to a woman. And I feel that I have a short one." " The size and shape of the cock is not as important as the technique of its use. I would consider yours as one at a lower level of normal. And you perform well, really well. How about Anjani? Is she happy with you? Is your lund sufficient for her needs?" " I think so. I see that she gets at least one orgasm if not more every night. Most of the time it is with my cock in her chut, occasionally by other means. Would you consider this as adequate?" By that time we had come out of the bathroom. Ravi and Anju had finished fucking but were still entwined with each other. Hearing the question from Udo Anju asked, " What are you two talking about?" I told her. She left Ravi and went to Udo. Catching his softened lund she said, " Adequate? He is more than adequate for me, my Uddalak because I love his thick cock which deliciously stretches my chut every time he fucks me. And Oh boy, fuck he does?" Ravi had gone to bathroom. Hearing Anju's reply Udo bent down to kiss her nipples. Anju pushed him to a chair and made him sit there -- without breaking the kiss; she stood between his thighs offering him her nipples for kissing. She entwined her fingers in his hair. When Ravi came out from bathroom his cock was limp. He saw me naked, came to me and said, " Oh Neelu, it was wonderful. Our Anju has well preserved her chut like you. Udo, how was Neelu? Did you guys enjoy?" Udo replied, " It was a great experience, very pleasant indeed. You know, this is the first time I have taken part in group fucking. I must say Didi's chut is very tight and sweet." They reminded me of Udo's lund stretching my pussy and of Ravi's lund fucking Anju's chut. Strangely therefore I had a strong desire for another orgasm. As if reading my mind Ravi said, " Udo, let us boys treat the ladies right today. Ladies, would you like to be served by two gents at a time?" Anju, " Oh, I would love to but nothing goes up in my ass hole." Udo volunteered the information, " We have tried anal a couple of times but I could hardly go in because of the pain." I said, " No wonder looking at your thickness and her virgin hole. But Anju, your Sahib is very gentle as you know him and once you get dilated there should not be any difficulty with Udo. I can assure you that you will enjoy the experience. What do you say, Ravi?" Ravi agreed with me and said, " And Anju, we shall start with one finger only and stop at my lund. That way you will be dilated in steps and you will be ready for Udo in no time." and gradually you will adjust to new penetration," I persuaded her to come to bathroom with me for cleaning the parts. I told her to wash the area and whole of her pussy. While soaping the area I lightly massage my anal opening and could easily insert my finger in the hole. Emboldened I tried second and then a third finger. My butt hole relaxed up to insertion of three fingers. I showed Anju the method and result of dilating the anal ring. She followed my foot steps and dilated her anal ring. We came out prepared to receive lund in the butt hole. Both boys were also prepared for the event. They had donned condoms and kept up with the erection by slow hand job. Ravi said, " Come on, come on girls, we are getting late." He lied down flat on his back with legs closed and made me straddled his thighs. His lund erect and ready was lying on his lower tummy. He picked it up and held it vertical. I sat my vulva on the tip and bore down. Ravi's lund went in my chut without and difficulty. I delivered four or five strokes as a preliminary measure. Then came in Udo. As I was riding Ravi;s thighs my thighs were splayed wide and open. Udo had put on the condom and annointed it with plenty of cream. It looked ferocious and angry, thicker than ever. I raised my butt up in the air and felt the delicate touch of his fingers applying cream over my butt hole. Apparently he knew his job because his expert massage soon relaxed my muscles and he could push in one finger. He continued the massage and second finger went in. I braced myself for the entry of his cock. But instead I felt my opening being stretched with his fingers. He said, " Didi, the more I dilate with my fingers the more it will be easy for you to take me in. You continue with your fucking Ravi's lund." My attention was centered on my butt hole and I was not doing much with Ravi's lund. He was the one who was fucking me from below at a slow tantalizing pace. After about five minutes Udo declared that I was ready. I think Anju had kept up his erection by hand job and she held my ass chicks wide open for Udo to enter. " Here we go," he said and I felt the thick column of his lund slowly enter my gand. The first response was spasm which squeezed the cock head which in turn led to throbbing of the lund. He pulled out a little and applied some cream on the shaft and pushed in. This time the head went in beyond the anal ring and then he could push in to the hilt. You will ask me how I felt. I felt marvelous. The feeling of thick lund up into the butt is as satisfying as a lund in the chut what to talk about two lunds invading at the same time, As soon as Udo was set deep in my rectum Ravi from below gave five or six strong thrusts which tripped me over into an orgasm. Both of them felt me shuddering and waited till I became quiet, Udo then leaned over me, captured my breasts and said, " Didi, real fucking starts now. Are you okay?" I was stretched to the extent of pain but not feeling pain. So I said okay and they both started fucking me. Both of them pulled out at a time and rammed in at a time. There was no roughness about it, they entered smoothly and withdrew smoothly. After some time they changed the pattern. Now when one came out the other entered and when the other entered the first came out. I was soaring in the seventh heaven. Every stroke of any lund felt as if my whole body was being fucked. Every few thrusts ended in an orgasm. Anjani Our Maid Made It Ravi had been inside me for longer time and hence he climaxed first. Udo was not far behind. The tight grip of my but hole on his lund hastened his climax. He asked, " Didi where do you want me to shoot my cum?" I wanted to enjoy the final jerking of his lund, so I said, " In my butt." He gave about ten fast and deep strokes, pushed his lund as deep as it could go and released hid load. Even after climaxing he remained in for quite some time. My butt hole gripped his lund even when it wilted. Eventually he had to pull it out manually. Anju had been watching us with mixed feelings of fear anxiety wonder excitement and arousal. When we cme out from bathroom after cleaning Anju was wantonly playing with her clitoris. Ravi promptly took her into his lap and replaced her fingers with his. I was tired and sleepy. I heard Udo asking Anju, " See? It is not that bad. You can......" before sweet slumber took over me. I do not know how long I slept but my ears woke up before opening of my eyes. I surfaced hearing soft moans and strained grunts. I opened my eyes and lo, not two feet away was dear Anju on her belly with her Sahib riding her from behind. Apparently the boys were successful in convincing her to take Ravi's lund in her rectum and she appeared to be enjoying it. Having seen his wife being fucked in the ass by another lund Udo was sporting substantial erection. As I sat up he came behind me. With his palms filed by my breasts and mouth to my ears he asked, " Shall we have one more go?" The sleep had refreshed me. Besides you do not come across easily a lund like Udo's. I need not say anything; I assumed the position with my butt up in the air, Udo and his lund both were ready. He came in to stand on his knees between my splayed thighs. Applying fresh quota of cream on my anal opening and on the head of his cock he carefully entered my anus. Entry this time was smooth and painless. Udo seemed to be experienced ass fucker. Every few deep strokes which brought out "Ah....." of satisfaction from his lips he pulled out enough to bring his cock head right at (but not out of) the anal opening. Then he would make the lund jerk. The head of the lund, the thickest part would become thicker and widen the anus. The internal muscles would respond by contracting and there by squeezing the lund. It was so pleasant that I had one more orgasm within few such measured strokes. Udo continued enjoying my ass hole for not less than half an hour. By that time everybody was exhausted and hungry. Udo called in the room services for lunch. We all slept after eating delicious lunch. We, that is I and Ravi, stayed for a week during which we enjoyed each other's company as well as body. Parting was heart rending tearful. I invited them to be our guests whenever they came to India. Ravi said that he will be thrilled to introduce them to the friends of our special group. Last week Anju called us to tell that they are to come to India next month. The mere recollection of Udo's lund and Anju's chut make us horny. Friends, we will let you know when they come (pun intended).