0 comments/ 40398 views/ 9 favorites Spring Fever Ch. 01 By: madhukar "Swati working this weekend again." Swati shouted back, still brushing her teeth "not this week, I've asked everyone to take rest before the big day next month." My wife of 16 years, Swati is a project manager in a software company. She is often required to work over the week-ends to meet project deadlines. Turning her back to me, she unrolled her sari and took it off leaving her in petticoat and blouse. Even after years of marriage Swati's undressing was never lost on me. She picked out a nightie from the wardrobe. At 39 she was no longer hour-glass intact, rather she had put just a few inches at the right places to make her very desirable. She oozed sensuality and that was not lost on her. She walked into the bathroom in petticoat and blouse. She changed into her flimsy nightie sending my imagination at high gear. This was usually her signal that she may be wanting something tonight. I've changed into my kurta-pajama and get into the bed and waited for her to join. She had a smile on her face when she got inside the covers "Uma called me this afternoon and she has invited us over on saturday. Their kids are away to Baroda to her parents." "Anything special." I asked. I was always eager to meet Keshav and Uma Mittal. "We had been planning a weekend together for a long time. Now that I had a week-end with no work, she was quick to invite us over." Swati and Uma were bosom buddies. I suspected that Swati had a little soft-corner for Keshav. She had never said anything, but whenever there was an opportunity to meet the Mittals, she would be in her effervescent best. Now in her mating nightie, she was at her sensous best. "Weekend with mittals would be fun," I said. As my hand moved across and caressed her bare arm. She turned towards me. Moved her leg towards me caressed my leg. "you sound very eager, Arun." Her eyes mocking me, as if I had something with Uma. Of course there was nothing. She enjoyed teasing me. "You of course are not." I teased back. As my hands brushed her ample breasts. Swati loved being touched on her breasts. They were not big just a regular 34c, but very receptive to touch. As my hand moves over her breast, I could sense her nipple get firm under her nightie. She placed her hand over mine, encouraging me. I had her breast in my left hand, as I start to knead. She had firm breasts that love being played with. Swati rolled over. Her body aligned to mine. She moved her lips to mine. Swati is usually not given to take initiative in love-making, but today she wanted me. Her tongue penetrating my lips, as she pulled my head closer. Tongues intertwined, I started sucking her tongue. Took a quick bite at her lower lips. Heard her moan. She pushed the tongue back inviting me to reciprocate. She wanted to suck my tongue back in return. It was wet with saliva flowing over. I pulled her closer. My hard penis poking into her thigh with her nightie and my pajamas blocking the way. My hands again reach out for her breasts. The nipples hardened and wanting attention. Swati moved her lower body between my legs. She moved herself against my penis wanting to get as close as she could. "Arun.." she moaned in my ear. My hands moved below her nightie pulled it up. She was not wearing any panties tonight. I reached up to her breasts. She shivers as my hand touched her nipples. She pressed her hand on mine wanting to touched. "Arun, yes, yes." Wanting me to speed up the pace. Her other hand reached down between our bodies. She placed it flat on my swollen penis and wrapped her fingers around. My pajamas still in the way. I bit her lower lips. "ooohhh," she cried in lust. My other hand was searching between her legs. "mmmmm," I moaned. She was shaved today. Around once in couple of months. "you are all ready..love," I whispered in her ears. "ummm.." she grunted back. Caressing my cock and then giving it a squeeze. The matter was getting urgent. With me suckling her nipples, she bit me ear. She wanted something quick tonight. I moved my nose downwards towards her navel, giving a kiss in her relatively small stomach. My hand on her thigh. She opened them to me. Her hand pushing my head downwards between her legs. The place a man would do anything to be at. My lower body moving towards her face, as I kissed her shave womanhood. She moved involuntarily pushing her lower body to me. As my nose reached and reached her slit. Her inner lips were almost hidden between her outer lips. I inhaled and the erotic womanly aroma filtered in. Making me press my lips to her wet pussy lips. She had been oozing and her pussy was swollen. "Yes. yes." she cried. Clamping my head between her thighs. Pushing her torso up. Caressing my cock, she pulled the string of my pajama and pushed them down. My cock lining up to her face. I could feel her holding my balls and then she kissed my swollen cock-tip. I was oozing precum. She was licking now. I put my hand on the back of her head, encouraging her further. She did not need any. She opened her swollen lips and kissed my glans, and allowes a little inside her mouth. I was berserk. My response was to push my tongue into her slit, and open her cunt up. Licking the juices and caressing the swollen little dot. Now she had half of my cock inside her mouth. Her mouth was fully distended. She moved her head back and forth. Trying hard not to hurt me with her teeth. Though she was not very successful. She massaged my balls. We turned over in the bed with her on top of me. She straightened her leg in lust and then pulled back. Then clasped my head viced between her thighs. Both of us had grown up in middle class families, where using any sexual words is taboo. We found it hard to use any in the bed as well. We had over period of time words evolved words. "Arun.. nahin," ("Arun.. no") not meaning anything. Moving her torso against my face. Juices mixed with my saliva that smeared her vaginal surrounding and my face. My tongue going in deep, I pressed my index finger on the bud. She whimpered. "Don't." I did some more. She tightened my head, almost suffocating me. "Nahin... nahin." ("Don't Don't"). She cried. Her body buckling. I could feel her orgasm building. She was trashing her legs and body heaving. "Mujhe bhar do." ("Fill me") she cried in her sexual frenzy. Her arms around my torso directing my movement as her mouth sucked me like a lollipop. "Main aane wala hun." ("I am about to come"), I warned her as I renewed licking her swollen vagina and my fingers tried to also worked. She moaned. It was hard to hold her. "Swati," I cried wanting to warn her as my balls moved up with need to spill became urgent. "Swati." She tightened her vice around my head. I could hardly breath. She was oblivious to my warnings. My cock was tightly fitting her mouth as she used her hand to stroke the base of my cock. Without warning my cock spurted. I wanted to warn her. But she had held me voiceless. The first one went straight into her mouth before she could realize what was happening. She pulled me out, but not before she got the second one on her lips, nose and below her eyes. She moved and the third and subsequent ones landed on her chin, neck and breasts. She cried aloud "Bharrr do." ("fill me.."). The world was coming to an end. I was unable to breath as she tightened her hold as never before and pushed her torso into my mouth. The my tongue deep in her womanhood, spilling juices. I hastened the pace of my tongue up and down her slit, with my lips sealed with pussy lips. Frantic she caught my hair in her fingers and tried to pull me off her as she reached her crescendo and could not take anymore. "mattt karo." (don't do that). Our bodies heaving. Loud breath as we held each other. My head snuggled to her wet thighs. We were both top of the world catching breath. She gave me a nudge, wanting me to face her. I was wet with the pussy oozings at several places and brought my face close to her. I could see my semen dripping from her lips and at many places on her face. I could see dribbles on your heaving breast. I moved my face close to Swati to kiss her. She pushed my away. She would never let me kiss her ever after I have been at her pussy. She let me hug her close as the sticky juices bound us together. I pulled her nightie from the corner and wiped the semen from both of us. We rested, snuggled together. Not aware what the next two days had in store for us. Spring Fever Ch. 02 [This is continuation to my story "Spring Fever". Reading that prior to this chapter is suggested, though not necessary] Arun I stirred in the morning and found Swati naked besides me. Her nightie crumpled with tell-tale dried emissions from last night. She was always serene in her sleep. Her light brown nipples no longer firm. I slid off my side and pulled up my pajamas and tied the knot. I looked at the watch and it was 10:00 am. No hurry, it was a Saturday. "Good morning sleeping beauty." I said walking into the bathroom. "morning" she said. Turning over as she peered through half open eyes. "What time did you say we go over to the Mittal's?" "Uma wanted us to be there early evening, so 5:00 pm would be fine." Replied Swati as she moved off the bed. Uma and Keshav Mittal had invited us for a weekend stay over. Swati my wife of 16 years and Uma had been school friends in Baroda. When we moved to Ahmedabad about 2 years back, the revival of the old friendship was instantaneous. Keshav, who worked as associate professor at the local university, and I became buddies. I enjoyed his laid back personality and being ready to explore and adventure. Swati packed some change of clothes and we drove over across the city. They were a good hour drive away. Just before we started out Swati and Uma had been talking on the phone. I could sense excitement in Swati's voice. Uma opened the door for us and as always my eyes always were happy to see her. Uma was in late thirties. I would have guessed about 5' 4" and sensuously built. A good 36d, her breasts leaned against the kurta that she was wearing. Her ample hips matched her breasts and definitely more robust then Swati's. She carried long dark hair below her shoulders, brown eyes and broad lips. She smiled and welcomed us in. There was a twinkle in her eyes. I would always try to read into that smile. Did it carry anything special for me. I could never find out that so far. Keshav was not far behind. Happy as always he escorted us in. Swati I turned over and realized that I was naked. My recollection of last night brought a smile on my face as Arun wished me good morning. It has been a while since Arun and I had made love. I got up leisurely and waited for Arun to finish his things in the bathroom. I was looking forward to being with Uma and Keshav, especially after the long conversation with Uma yesterday during lunch. Uma worked as a HR executive in a company that had office in the same building as mine. We would often meet at lunch and share notes. Very often the talk veered towards what Arun and I did in bed. She would tease me into details. She was not exempt from my intrusion. I often asked her, how Keshav was in bed. Even speculated about his size. Uma would wink and nod as if confirming that he was ample sized. "Guess what." She said as we were finishing our meal. I raised my eyebrow "your are not planning another at this age?". She already had two teens. "No way. You would not believe this one. Keshav has brought an adult movie from his last trip. You know what kind I am talking about." She drooled with a wink. I crossed my legs inside my saree. "tell me more. Have you seen the movie" "Not as yet. I was hoping that you would also like to watch." We always shared good things in life. "You and me. What if we get carried away." I teased. "You think Arun would be interested." She knew he would be. "Maybe we should all watch together." "No way. Men may not be able handle the excitement." I said as I tightened my crossed legs. "We will stick close to our own man. Keep them in check." She laughed. "You wouldn't want me getting close to Keshav?" I teased. "Come of this one Swati. You think Arun would be safe." We bantered for a while, until she told me that her kids were going to Baroda for the weekend. "Why don't you come over for the weekend. We would have fun." Uma invited. "Let me see, I have no work this weekend and Arun would also be home." "Come over and stay with us this Saturday. We might even see the movie." Said Uma. "I'm not so sure we should. But we would love to come. Let me check with Arun." I said as we got ready to head back to our respective offices. I knew that I was rearing to watch the movie. And thought of Keshav in the same room made me go weak in the legs. I knew I was smiling. Dazed, those thoughts remained with me the whole day. There was no way that I would leave Arun alone that night. That night, I pushed the ante and we had one of the most exotic sex. I had taken his penis in my mouth as I do often, but also make him cum in my mouth, when had never happened before. All this while he sucked my cunt and drove me to heaven. I had squeezed him between my legs in my unbound lust. He even tried to kiss me with cum in my mouth. "You ready?" asked Arun. Brought me back from thoughts. We drove over to Mittals. Uma smilingly opened the door. She winked at me as she welcomes us in. Keshav was behind her. Dressed in Lucknow kurta-pajama, he looked the scholarly best. Still no tummy though a few stray grey hair were evident. I would put him at around 5'8" and a little bigger then Arun. He folded his hands and said "Namaste" (hello). Broad smile on his face. Arun Swati and Uma were in their bubbly best. All evening they were chattering away with occasional giggles. Keshav and I were helping them get the meals together, lay the table. Uma was wearing yellow colored salwar suit that was a little loose at the bottom, but a close fit around her breasts. They accentuated her ample breasts that seem well supported by a bra. Her salwar was a loose fit and gave not clue what lie below. I'd give anything to find out. Keshav like a good friend had organized some good whiskey and bottles of red wine. Uma and Swati would at best have some red. Even though alcohol was prohibited in Ahmedabad getting bottles of good stuff was never a challenge. I opted for some whiskey with ice and soda as did Keshav. The girls settled for local Merlot. Keeping the glasses with them as they moved between the kitchen, dining and living room. Swati "Did you tell him about the movie?" Uma inquired the moment we were alone. "No way. That's our little secret. Have you told Keshav that we may want to watch it together?" "Nah, are you okay, if we do?" Giggles. "You think men can take it?" I asked "Suppose as much as we can. Of course they may have a trouble hiding their growing problem." "What if Keshav gets too excited to wait until later." I knew we were getting into uncharted waters. I was excited. "I am sure you would love to see him in that state." Uma answered nastily. The fact was that I was dying to see the sedate Keshav get excited. The red wine was also doing its job. "Would you mind, if I do?" I ventured. "You know me better. Its Arun you should worry about." Uma and I had shared since we were in school. We knew a lot about one another's spouses. "Arun always has a soft corner for you." He may want to see the affect the movie has on you." I shivered as I said that. Uma eyed me with passion in her eyes. We were both breathing heavily. We stood there for a while, unsure what to say. But a tacit agreement seemed to be in place. "I will ask Keshav to put the movie after dinner." Uma I was on my second glass of Merlot. My conversation with Swati had left me excited. I could also feel the weakness in my legs and little wet between my legs. I would give anything to see the impact the movie would have on Arun. Just before we were about to start the dinner, I asked Keshav to meet me in the bedroom for a minute. "Keshav can we play the movie you brought back this time." I said nonchalantly. "You mean that sex movie." He was visibly astonished. "You think we should not?" "Have you talked to Swati about this?" he seemed to blush. I brushed my body against him and he was growing hard. Lust growing, he pulled me closer and kissed me passionately. "Yes." I said into his mouth. He put his right hand on my breast over my salwar and gave me a squeeze. "I will tell Arun." Apparently giving his tacit approval. He pulled my hand and placed it on his hard penis. "Not now. Anyone may come this way." He pulled me closer and bit my lower lip. He sure was excited. Swati Uma had quietly told me about his talk with Keshav. "We are all set." Arun had also come to me and pressed my hand. He had been told as well. I could sense the penetrating eyes of Keshav as if trying to see me through my Saree. I looked back at him wantonly, and perhaps a unspoken signal was exchanged. I took another sip of my Merlot. The mellow haze of the red wine and excitement awaiting was causing a heady mix. "Have you ever watched and adult movie?" asked Arun. The question was directed to me and Uma. "Nah. But we know what they are all about." replied Uma. "Some of them can be nasty. You could get more then you would have expect." Keshav counseled. "you still take us to be impressionable. I bet that movie will affect both of you more then Uma and me." I observed. Everyone laughed. "No way." Countered Keshav. "We can take this, and nothing will happen to us." "You sure?" "Of course." My husband also supported Keshav. "I'd like to find that out." Said Uma to Arun. Throwing a challenge. "Anytime. You can sit with me, if you like." Said Arun. "That would mean I would have to sit with Keshav." I said. Essentially confirming the seating arrange. I was sure Keshav would have had no problems with this. I felt something touch my leg. Instinctively I pulled my leg back. Judging from the direction of the move, it was almost certain that it must have been Keshav. I put my foot back at the same place reclaiming my lost foot space. Keshav foot was still there sending fireworks through my body. I let my foot remain. Touching. I did not look at him, but could feel the gentle foot caress. I little push from my leg gave him encouragement. His foot pushed up my saree and and started to caress my shaved leg seeking higher. Opened my legs a little allowing him more access. Others around the table were unaware what was happening a touch away. I was praying that my wet juices do not smell out giving me away. My saree was getting in the way, especially with the petticoat. Though Keshav was not an easy one to give up, until he reached high inside my thighs. Barely inches from my wetness. "Should we get the dessert." asked Uma pushing back her chair to get up. Bringing us to sanity. Keshav quickly pulled away. My eyes met with Keshav a shy smile fixated with a touch of lust that only I could see. I had a strong feeling that watching the movie together would have affect on us both. Not just on him. Spring Fever Ch. 03 [This is a continuation to my story "Spring Fever". I would encourage to read the previous chapters to get the context, though not mandatory. Many thanks to AsylumSeeker for editing this story] Swati "Let me get some dessert." said Uma, as she pushed back the chair. Uma and Keshav had invited me and my husband Arun for the weekend and we had just finished dinner. The adult movie that Keshav had brought was at the back of everybody's mind. Uma and I had diabolically conspired to see the movie together with our spouses. "I am full. Do you think we could defer the ice-cream cake for later?" Arun seemed to be in a hurry for the movie. "Okay, who knows what dessert awaits us." Said Uma knowingly. "Can we all move to the living room? I have arranged mattresses and we can even retire there for the night as well." I was a little surprised at that remark, but in the corner of my eyes I could see the twinkle in Uma's eyes. She looked at me and winked. "We can all change and get relaxed." she suggested, while showing us a spare bedroom that Arun and I could use to change. I went inside the attached bathroom, pulled down my salwar and sat on the loo. I was wet. It took a while before I could let myself go. The sound of the drizzle could be heard as a stream of pee hit the water below. The thoughts of the evening earlier persisted in my mind especially those at the dining table. During dinner Keshav had perhaps inadvertently toed me under the table. I had at first instinctively pulled back. What if Uma was to find out? I wanted to find out whether it was by accident or by design. I moved my foot forward gingerly trying to reclaim the lost space. The toe had touched his bare feet. A shiver went through my body. I looked up. He was engrossed in his place with a mischievous smile across his face. Except an occasional banter, Keshav and I had our distance as any spouses of friend would have. But the explosive mix of forthcoming movie, the night stay at their place, coupled with ample red wine was causing barrier to evaporate. Not yielding territory, both of us had feet at the same place. Even a brief touch of skin was so pleasurable that I was having trouble eating. Keshav kept getting aggressive with his feet pulling up my sari with the petticoat upwards. I almost dropped my fork, when he had touched my inner thigh. I knew my panties were wet. At that moment I wanted to go under the table and pull down his pajamas. The thought of touching his cock and perhaps taking it in my mouth made me go red. Keshav was looking at me, as if reading my thoughts. The sound of the last dribble of my pee brought me to present. I opened the front hooks of my blouse and put my fingers inside my bra. My nipples were hard with desire. A pinch with my finger set a current through my body. I wondered what magic would Keshav fingers play on me. Instinctively I placed a finger on my swollen clit. I was dripping with lust and could not resist pinching the protrusion between my smeared fingers. Any more time on there would have made me cum that I wanted to save until later. Reluctantly I got up and undressed down to my panties, inspected my hardened nipples and then put on my cotton nightie. The loose garment came well below my knees and barely showed my bra-less breasts. Arun changed into the white Lucknow kurta-pajamas that I had brought with me. When we got into the living room Keshav had already changed. He was also in pair of kurta pajamas. He was working the DVD equipment and his recent investment: 42 inch plasma television. Uma's living room was set in ethnic style. Instead of sofa's she had put mattresses on the floor. People would remove their shoes and squat in comfort. There were two mattresses usually kept apart adjacent to the wall. But for tonight she had moved them together so that we could all sit closely in front of the TV. There were a number of gau takiyas which were large round pillows that we could use to rest against. Arun and I settled down stretching our legs out. Uma joined us after a while. She had changed into a nightie, not very dissimilar to mine. Her bosoms were larger then my modest sized. Uma settled next to me. Keshav armed with a clutch of remotes sat next to his wife. The room was silent. I could feel the heave in my chest. I was breathing heavy. I'd never seen a explicit movie, let alone watched one in a group. I didn't know what to expect. Uma and I often talked about our spouses, what we did in bed. Even shared a thing about their assets. But that was the extent of our voyeurism. "We are ready." announced Uma to Keshav. Her voice was thick. The movie was devoid of any story line. It was set in an oceanfront house in the west-coast of the USA with two couples relaxing in the outdoors. One man started caressing one of the women and soon they were kissing loudly on the screen. The woman very soon reach out and pulled down the trousers and grabbed the cock of the aroused man. This came as a shock to us. I heard an "Ohhh" from Uma. It appeared bigger than what I was used too, and it was circumscribed. My husband Arun had his foreskin intact and was a lot darker in color. The woman held on to the cock, even while the man undressed her. She was quick to start kissing and sucking the profuse red glans. My hands moved and caught Uma's. I needed some support here. "What would one call a thing this big!" exclaimed Uma. "Same as what you would call what Keshav possesses" teased Arun naughtily. He wasn't one to let an opportunity pass by. "What would that be?" I inquired, pleading ignorance. "Lets hear from you what you would call this in Hindi." Keshav moved the ball to my court. Everyone was looking at me waiting for an answer. I had never said a swear word in all my life. In conversation with Uma, we would always use words with double meanings. It was hard for me to articulate the swear words, even though we all knew. Everyone was still looking at me awaiting my response, despite what was happening on the TV screen. "Lund". I blurted out. I knew that I was blushing. "My" declared my husband. "You sure know the right words. Then tell me what would you call the place the lund would like to go?" I pressed Uma's arm looking for support. Like a good friend she came to my rescue "Choot". She interjected. She said referring to a woman's pussy. By this time the second couple in the movie were naked and the woman was providing assistance to the man in putting his circumscribed cock into her bald pussy. She was using it to separate the pussy lips and guide the glans inside of her. "And what would you call this?" asked Uma from Arun, not wanting to be left out. Arun like all of us was not given to using swear words. However he was not one to let a challenge go unanswered. "Chodna." He answered. "Lund aur choot ki lariyi ko chodna kahege." meaning the fight of cock and pussy will be called fucking My first explicit movie coupled with this erotic talk was having an effect, not just on me but on all of us. For me, I could feel my nipples getting sore against the rough cotton nightie and I was wet between my legs. Keshav and Arun had both crossed their legs. I was sure to hide their respective erections. Uma's legs were tightly closed while her mouth was half open and sucking in air. The movie went on. Both the couples had oral sex, and intercourse in a number of positions. What was astounding was the stamina of the men who kept fucking and fucking. They even fucked their women from behind the way dogs would do it. For someone watching for the first time, this was pushing the envelope. My pussy was twitching and the nipples were sore. I wanted something urgently inside me. But here in the company of my husband, my friend and her husband, I could not even touch myself. Yet I sensed that all of us were in the same dilemma. Mercifully the movie came to an end. We all sat silent for a moment absorbing the experience. The sight of the huge circumscribed cock was vivid in my mind. The sight of it entering the bald pussy kept coming back. "Here is the deal." announced Uma. "I think we all had our fun, but we need to get some sleep. I am going to switch off the lights. Remember this is a dark room so you may not be able to see anything." "And here is a rule. No one should talk, absolutely no talking. Anyone who does will get punished." She did not mention what the punishment would be. Arun and Keshav was dumbstruck. They had never in their life imagined that the four of us would be in a dark room after watching a porno. Uma and I had planned this adventure. She had even gone to the added extent of thoroughly covering any opening that could accidentally trickle any light. Uma got up and switched off the master switch for the entertainment system turning off all the tiny glowing lights in the TV, DVD and home theater. She then walked close to me, and without giving any warning put out the only light in the room. I have never been in a room as dark as this. I put my finger in front of my eyes and I could see nothing. Not a thing. And then Uma squatted and sat next to me. She searched for my hand in the dark, finally finding it. She clasped my hand while tacitly passing the signal. "Deal completed as agreed." We were sure that the men would make their move in the dark and we would get what we wanted. To give the men a little spin we quickly moved away from the place we were seated to the other side of the room where we knew nobody was. We were still close to one another. Uma was sucking in air. And I knew that I was too. For a moment nothing happened. The men did not know what was in store. Finally we could hear the rustling of clothing and a body moving against the mattress. They were stalking us now. Not finding us in the place they thought we must have been surprised. Of course, they would not give up easily. We waited in anticipation. I felt an exploring finger touch my feet. It was hard to tell who it was. Was this my husband or my friends spouse? I did not move while awaiting his next move. His hand reached my feet and moved up exploring. As if trying to determine my identity. I could sense it was not easy for him as it was for me. I could feel his kurta against my hand as he advanced closer to me. Still I had not clue. Arun and Keshav were similarly built and both were clean shaved. I tried to finger feel the face but still remained clueless. His hands went over my body starting from my legs, thighs broached just above my covered pussy as it made move up to my stomach. I pressed by thighs close to one another. The need between my legs was getting unbearable. He moved his hands over my breasts. His fingers were feeling me as if a blind man to try and recognize who I was. He pressed my breast a little and brushed his hands over my hardened nipples. The fingers moved over my neck to my face, touching my lips causing me to open them. He fondled my hair and caressed back of my neck. It appeared he was still not sure who I was. My brain was working overtime. Was this okay that a man other than my husband was touching me. Was this Arun, my husband? In my mind I would have only made an allowance for my friends husband. And if this was him, I was hoping that he would do more. Meanwhile another hand hit my thigh. I had two persons checking me out. While the first one was checking out my face the second one quickly moved to my breasts. He took one of them in his hand and tried to size them. So here was the giveaway. Between Uma and me the only discernible difference that the men could use in this pitch darkness were the breasts! I was trying to stay still and did not want to show any emotion. But deep inside me, I was burning with desire. The caressing of these men, one of them my loving husband, and another husband of my best friend was setting me on fire. I wanted one or both of them to ravage me, tear of my cloths, pull of my scant panties and fuck me like there was would be no tomorrow. I opened my legs wider, just in case. I was sure that the two men would have collided at that moment. The first man left me at that stage and moved towards Uma. The second aligned with me and put his arms around me. I tried my best to recognize him by feeling his face. He was cleanly shaved like Arun and was wearing a kurta pajama. I was burning with desire. My thigh touched his crotch and felt his hard cock under his pajama. But it was no giveaway. In my heart I wanted this to be Keshav, my friends husband. I was hoping my mating call has been answered. Before that evening, I would never believed this was possible, except in my fantasies. The sound of the other couple just a few feet from us was not lost on us. There was rustling of clothing and movement on the mattress. For sure Uma and the second man were not sitting idle. My man wrapped one arm around me, got me on my side and aligned my face with his. Our bodies were straight and touching all the way from head to toe. He brought his lips to mine and gently touched them. He was breathing through his nose as the heat of his lips passed through to me. Our lips were barely touching but the passion was so great that it took a monumental effort on my part not to squeeze him in and crush his lips. He moved the lips laterally in a brushing action and the friction caused me to open mine as a low moan escaped. He brought the other hand behind my head and pulled me towards him with increasing pressure. I broke my mental restraint and kissed him back. Wantonly, I pushed my tongue though my lips. I wanted more. In my heart I had ventured that this was Keshav, even though my mind was still not sure. He captured the tongue between his lips and formed a vacuum action, sucking my tongue inside his mouth. I was salivating in lust as he drew our mixing fluids into his mouth. As I retracted my tongue a little he pushed his tongue back into my back mouth along with our shared saliva. Not all of it made its way in. Much of it spilled out of our imperfectly sealed kiss and down my chin. The loud sucking sound from a few feet away broke the silence. The other couple was kissing harder than us and it appeared that a passionate kissing seal was broken. Was that my husband kissing Uma? After a few second wait I reached out and clasped his hand for comfort and then took his lower lips under my teeth and giving him a gentle bite. The pain spurred him on as he seized my tongue again in a duel. His hand moved to my breast and tried to hold the nipple. It was difficult with the fabric blocking the way. He grabbed the swollen tip and a part of the breast and pinched in retaliation. I let out a sigh into his mouth while wanting him to do it again. He tried to move his leg between my legs but the nightie now wrapped around them that prevented it. His bulge wrapped inside his pajama was pressing against my thighs. I opened my legs for him as he pushed the nightie above my knee to gather it around my thighs. He moved his hand down and pulled the garment away, exposing my thighs to his touch. With his leg making inroads between mine, his hand caressed my outer thigh. It moved up and brushed my panties. The flimsy fabric was soaking wet between my legs, and had been for the last hour. With out mouths dueling it out, our tongues intertwined in overflowing juices, he was rubbing his body against mine. The fabric of our garments notwithstanding every inch of out bodies were burning with passion and seeking out the other. The more we rubbed the other, greater our desires became and surfaced to our bare skin. I prayed one last time that this was Keshav. I was dying to have him inside me. As if reading my thoughts, he took my hand and pulled it down to meet his cock. The fingers first touched the outline over the pajama. I formed an outline and gripped him in my hand. It was still hard to make out the shape, but I could tell that he was big. Was it bigger than that of my husband. I still could not be sure. I stroked my hand over its length. The move made him bite my lips and squeeze my breasts in a pinch. I let out a moan. I was sure that this would be heard by the other couple. Not that it bothered me any longer because I had heard several such moans from Uma. And then something fell over us. In the darkness it was hard to tell what it was. He groped around and finally got the garment and pulled it to our face. It was a small piece as he brushed it against my face near our nose. The smell was mistakenly that of pussy juices. Obviously, this was Uma's panties. He bit my lips again in passion as he moved away the garment. My lips were now swollen with passionate kissing and the love bites. The room was dark as ever. I wanted to touch his cock but it was restrained inside his pajama. I moved one of my hands to the strings and pulled on one of them, hoping that this would open it, I moved my hand inside to loosen and reach the cock. But the knot was still not undone. Reluctantly, I went back and tugged hard at the string and tried to loosen it again. But it was to no avail. In my hurry to reach his cock I had pulled the wrong end of the string and in the process taken out the loop. The knot was tightened and there was no way I could open it with one hand. The pain was unbearable. I wanted to reach and grab his elusive cock. I then tried to put my fingers below to the string to get just a touch. The fingers touched the wet tip, caressing the slit and got the feel of his foreskin. Arun was leaking pre-cum that I coated on my finger. I pulled the finger to my mouth and tasted. It was slippery but with no taste. Of course he was not circumscribed, neither was Arun. My tugging got his attention while he had his hand around my panties. He moved his hand below the elastic in front and dipped his fingers inside touching my bald pubic area. "Ohh". I moaned. I wanted to cry out, but Uma's earlier admonishment stopped me just at a moan. His hand got soaked inside the wet panties. I pushed my pelvis into his hand signaling my urgency. He caressed my outer labia with his fingers as he pushed the panties down. I moved up a little so that he could push the flimsy wet garment down and free my burning pussy. My inner thighs clamped shut as a weft of cold air rushed between my legs. I tugged again under the string of the pajama wanting to claim "my" cock. He sensed the urgency and moved both his hands under his pajama to un-knot the string. I held on to the it from the outside while waiting eagerly. But the knots were not yielding. It was no longer possible to keep kissing and work on the knot. The sound from across the mattress were becoming more steamier. One could easily discern the sound of skin touching skin. I was sure that both of them were naked or almost naked. I would have sworn that I heard the sound of breasts being suckled. He took me in his arms and pulled me up with him as he sat up. I lay down besides him with my face on his lap. He resumed work on the knot with patience, whatever was possible under the circumstance. My face was close to his cock with the fabric of the pajama preventing a direct contact. I gave it a wet kiss and used my hand to stroke him. I knew I was holding him up from the important job of unravellings the knot, but I kept kissing, biting and stroking the bulge. At one point to satisfy me he pushed his middle finger into my mouth. I sucked at it as if this was the cock that I was looking for. My mouth sucked at it hard and even bit it once. After a period of what seemed like an eternity, he was able to undo the knot and pulled the strings out. Like a hungry tigress I pulled the pajama down and grabbed my prize. The huge cock lunged at me as I tried to tame it with my hand. He was definitely longer and thicker than Arun's. It had a bend to the left as well that was unlike Arun. Spring Fever Ch. 04 [This is a continuation to the previous chapters of this story. Reading the previous chapters would help to build the context especially chapter 03. Though not essential] * I woke up with a jolt in the dark room unable to get my bearing. My full bladder had perhaps given me a nudge. I tried to remember where I was. In my bed. No. This felt different. I felt the touch of smooth soft body against mine. I realized that I was naked and my left leg was clamped between a pair of smooth naked thighs. A moment later I started to recall the events of night. My wife Swati and I were visiting our close friends, Uma and Keshav, and had stayed with them for the night. Swati and Uma had conspired to have us all watch a porn together and then the train of events kept getting naughty. For a starter, Uma had arranged for a dark room for all to retire that left the two curious couples to find the lovers they always dreamed off. Unable to see each other in the pitch darkness, I had sought out Uma, just by the feel of her breasts. They were definitely bigger then my wife's. Soon the two couples were making sounds that left nothing to imagination. I remembered the moans of Uma and also clearly her admonishment so loud. "Mujhe Chodo." she had cried wanting to be fucked. Those words still etched in my mind. I had taken her with passion and no mercy and she had matched every move with equal vigor. Finally we were spent and I slept in the arms of Uma. That is until I was stirred awake with pressure building to pee. I tried to get my bearing in the darkness. I knew that my wife was a few feet away in the arms of Keshav, asleep after their loud fucking earlier in the night. My right hand was resting on uma's naked arm. I moved it a little and felt her erect nipples. Even though she was asleep, she was tout for sex. I brushed my hand over the nipples to see, if she would respond. She moved a little, pushing her legs between my legs close to the cock that was firming up fast. I moved my hand to her face as i shifted my position to bring my face next to her's. Holding her face in my hands, I touched my lips to hers that were swollen with all the amorous kissing and biting that had happened earlier. She moved her lips, just a little, to allow my lips to fit hers. She was slowly coming to senses. Her hand wrapped around me bringing herself closer as she got her bearing. Our naked bodies touched with my now hard cock darting on her thigh. My bladder was hurting too. I wanted to take her again, but the nature's call was urgent. Damn the beer and wine we had taken last night. I moved my face to ear and whispered. "I have to pee." She gave a subdued laughter. The man wanted to pee over sex with her. She nonchalantly kissed me again, and whispered back "OK, I will take you to the bathroom." Not wanting to wake up my wife and her husband, she took my arm in her hand and got up. While getting you she picked up a piece of clothing, even though she was not sure what it was. In the pitch darkness, she guided me towards the door. I followed her with my naked body touching her nude behind. My still hard cock poking into her rear cleavage. Making as little noise as possible, we move into the hallway that had a faint light. We closed the door behind us. I was seeing Uma for the first time since the time we retired in the darkened room even though we had been making love for good part of the night. She had not a inch of clothing on her and yet she was clutching a piece of clothing. A pair of pajamas that I was wearing, before she had hastily taken off me. She eyed me as well. The was a naughty smile that widened as her eyes focused on my swollen cock. I did not have any cover and she was enjoying every moment. I pulled her back to me put my faced her, kissing again. My hand was caressing her breasts and pinched her light brown nipples that seemed rock hard. She let out a stifled moan prompting me to to bite her lower lips. We could have been there for eternity but she soon realized that I had an outstanding nature's call. She moved down the hall with her hands covering her breasts in a feeble attempt at modesty. I was close behind not letting her go. Our bodies were clamped together as we moved slowly forward. Not wanting to let go of a single moment of togetherness. Uma walked me into the bathroom next to their master bedroom. This was the other side of their house. I was doubtful any sound from here would reach the living room where other two were sleeping. She put on a small light just enough for us to see where we were. I moved to the western style toilet at the rear corner. My bladder was full and I was rearing to relieve myself. Uma aware of my situation and seeing the desperation on my face motioned her head to direct me. The crooked smile came back, as she saw my hurting hard cock. I sat down to do my thing and then it dawned on me that peeing would not be easy. My hard cock would not go inside the toilet bowl. Any attempt to push it down met with little success, resulting in a mirthful laughter from my lovely companion. In an attempt to help me, or more to taunt, she came forward and helped the cock in her hand and then tried to push it down below the toilet cover. The cock responded to the touch and became harder. There was no way I could make it happen. In desperation, I got up with hope to direct my water by standing. Uma helpfully pulled up the toilet cover as I readied myself moving back a few steps. Uma moved behind me and playfully took my cock in her hand to guide the flow. This earnest move, of course, made the matters worse. My cock was point upwards towards the ceiling and any feeble attempts by Uma did not make it budge. The engorged pee-jet was choked with all the blood that had directed from other parts of my body. With my face going red with strain, I tried to pee unsuccessfully and I could hear a giggle from my Uma. She bit my right earlobe and urged me to try harder. Not sure what helped, but a trickle of water made its way out, but well short of the toilet. The clenched orifice could only give in so much. Hurtingly, I moved forward, so that the dribble would find its way to its rightful place. Uma kept playing with my cock causing the pee to splatter all over the bathroom and she was not bothered. However painful it was for me, but having Uma play with me in the bathroom was beyond my wildest dreams. The last few dribbles came in spurts and finally I was done. For this little victory, Uma brought her face to mine and kissed me again on my lower lips. "I have to as well. Please go out." She ventured. I was sure that she had a full bladder. I was surprised by her new found modesty. "you must be kidding!" I was in no mood to leave her alone. "You will need all the help from me." I put down the toilet cover for her to sit and guided her across the bathroom. The splattering earlier had got the seat wet, but she was not complaining. I paused to look at her swollen pussy that was surrounded by trimmed pubic hair. The swollen pussy lips were joined together hiding the inner lips and making a thin cleavage surrounded by pink pouted lips. As she sat down on the toilet I move in front of her. My cock hard, despite my earlier endeavors was close to her face. Her eyes focused on the engorged organ showed un-satiated passion. Unabashedly, She wrapped her hand around my cock, as if she was holding a spear and pulled me towards her. My cock tip touched her lips. She did not open them, just kissed the glans. Uma let go of her pelvic muscles and a splatter of pee touched the water below. She too was coming in spurts not in a steady stream. She opened her mouth, engulfed her lips around my cucumber, and started licking as if it was a lollipop. She put her tongue inside the tiny slit trying to part as much as possible and lick inside. In my impatience I pushed further and the magnitude of the situation was making me smile. I was having my cock in the mouth of my wife best friend's mouth as she peed for the longest possible time. The gap between the spurts got longer and finally it stopped. Uma of course did not. She put her lips around my cock and created a suction action and at one point she pulled back causing the suction to break, making a sound as piston empties the cylinder. I did not want to be left out. I pulled her on her feet and got on my knees in front of her. My face was at the level just above her pelvis. I made her pull her legs causing her pussy lips to move apart. Her pussy was still wet dripping as I pulled her to me and then sealed my lips on her engorged pink pussy lips. She moaned. I tasted the saltines as I made inroads with my tongue, lapping from top to bottom. I cleaned her slit with my tongue and massaged the growing clitoris that was starting to protrude. "Ohhh. Ma." She cried. Pushing her pelvis towards my mouth as she arched her head backwards. On the throes of a orgasm she caught my hair and pulled to herself. In my wildest dreams I could not have imagined what Uma was doing to me. The peak gradually built up within her and she kept pushing my face into her pelvis that was leaking juices. My face was smeared with love juices mixed with my saliva. Finally the dam burst with the loudest cry from Uma. She locked my face over her pussy not allowing me to breath. I could feel the juices leak down my face. As Uma felt weak in her legs, she released her grip and signaled me to get up. I closed the toilet seat and made her sit and catch her breath. Her hair were in disarray, her face reddened with excitement and she was breathing heavy. Finally a smile broke on her face. "You are terrible. Corrupting a good married woman." She accused. "I am just helping her." "Helping her with what?" she inquired pleading innocence. "Find herself." I held my hard cock in my hand and pointed in her direction. At that moment she got up and whispered in my ears "so what are you waiting for?" There was nothing more to wait. I held her close in my arms and kissed her on her lips. She opened her mouth and in the moment of passion bit my lower lips. "Take me from behind." she moaned. I squeezed her breast yielding a louder cry. My cock was poking into her stomach wanting to fuck her that very moment. I made her turn around with her back to me, bend down and placed her hands on the ledge around the wash basin. I pulled her feet wider so that her pussy was now visible from behind. So was her puckered hole that was clenched tight. Her pussy lips were puffy with night of sexual activity and pink and devoid of any hair. I placed my lips around around the inside of her butt close to the puckered hole. She shivered with the touch, pulling away at one moment and then pushing back to my face. I pushed my tongue out and caressed the surrounding area of the puckered hole. "Please.." she cried as she pushed back wanting me to go all the way. I held butt with both my hands and my face covering her, I pointed my tongue on asshole savoring every moment. I could hear her moaning and urging me. I pushed my index finger in the wet pussy almost effortlessly. All I heard was an indistinct "More." I was not stopping anytime soon. Finally I heard, now her trademark signal. "Mujhe chodo." she ordered me to fuck her. Her pussy was burning for my cock. The happy cock waiting for long was ready to make the assault. I pushed hard the very first time and met with some resistance. But the force of the push was so hard that cock found it home to the hilt. "ohhh.. maaa." Uma was in ecstasy. As a bitch in heat she immediately started responding to each of my fucking assaults. This was raw sex as if we had no sex for a long time. The forcefulness of our movement, the heat in the room and the intense desire brought the animal in us. Uma was whimpering loudly as the pace hastened with every moment. I could feel my balls getting sucked up the sack. I took a moment's pause and bent over her to whisper. "Uma, I am close." "yes..mere undar aa jao... jaldi." asking me to come inside her in a hurry. The pace hastened with my body slapping against her beaten butt. I could feel the buildup happening, but I did not want to come as yet. Holding my breath at that moment, I kept fucking until I could no longer. "Uma.." I cried in love as the first burst entered her love nest. I felt her squeeze my cock with her pelvis muscle to milk my cum. The second and then the third spurts came with intense force joining the two bodies at the pelvis. I was at top of the world with a woman whom I had always adored. I wrapped my arms around taking care not to put my full weight on her. I lovingly pulled her up, turned her around and hugged her sweating body to mine. We were both weak in our legs, but with all the strength in my body I held on to the wonderful woman. Gradually the heaving slowed down and I looked at her in the eyes. I saw a satisfied woman that was telling me thank you. "Swati is a lucky woman." she told me. "and so is Keshav." I replied.