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Hot Spots Ch. 01

By: fluidline1



Mumbai is the commercial capital of India and like all big cities; it has its share of Hot Spots.

In Mumbai, these spots have mushroomed not only for those young unmarried teens; rather, it is a necessity. With tiny apartments and the concept of joint families still prevalent in almost 75 to 80% of the population, it becomes extremely difficult for a married couple to make love at their tiny two-room apartments.

I should know. When my cousin sister, Shaila got married at a very young age to a guy who also was a maternal uncle (a doctor) fourteen years her senior, they had to spend their first night at a tiny two-room apartment. I was a very young kid, and along with another young cousin maternal sister and a cousin brother, the general idea had been to allow us to sleep in the tiny kitchen while the rest of the elders stayed at another apartment owned by my late grandfather.

I was a year older than my maternal cousin sister and my cousin brother a year older than me. But little did the elders suspect that my cousin brother and me already knew a lot about sex. We had once watched one of my uncle and aunt doing it and like many innocent kids, had read the porno books then available in India. In retrospect, these books were almost comedy. 

Sample this and you will agree: (Almost all books focused on incest, particularly the boy and aunt or the girl and uncle variety; in extreme cases, there were some books about sibling sex and mother-son or father-daughter sex)

My aunt was looking very hot in her silk sari and I could see her petticoat under it. Her blouse showed the top of her HUGE GOLDEN BALLS. My Lund (slang for prick) was already standing up inside my pajama.

When her pallu (the border of the sari) kept slipping over her magnificent shoulders, I could see that her large nipples were erect and pressing against her blouse. I knew that aunt was hot for my Lund and me.

I was sleeping in the balcony and playing with my ten-inch Lund when suddenly, I saw her standing at the door, her eyes on my erect Lund. 

She smiled and I saw her perfect white teeth.

“Don’t you know that playing with yourself is bad for health?” she asked, walking to where I was lying down on the mattress. Her pallu had slipped off her shoulders and she did not put it back across her shoulders.

I was embarrassed and excited at the sight of her GOLDEN BALLS with their erect nipples. She sat by my side on the mattress.

“What are you thinking of?” she smiled saucily. 

“Of your big golden balls!” I blurted out.

“Do you want to see them?”

“Yes,” I agreed enthusiastically.

Slowly, she removed her blouse. She was wearing a white bra that was too small for her balls.

Smiling, she removed her bra too and I got sight of her glorious balls.

They were big and soft and her nipples were about two inches. 

“Go ahead and touch them,” she leaned to me.

My hands shot out and grabbed her balls. She screamed in excitement and took my Lund in her hand, jerking it.

Those were the kind of stories. They make me laugh today since I have now read a lot of erotic stories, written rather well, and in a more sophisticated manner.

But I am getting away from the point.

That night, the three of us had turned out the lights and my cousin brother whispered to me, “Just pretend you are sleeping and make no noise. Give them fifteen minutes and we could watch them fuck. It’s their first night and they will be horny as hell.”

“What are you whispering about?” my maternal cousin sis asked.

“Quiet, Nanda,” I told her. “If you promise to be quiet Raj and me will show you something exciting.”

She clammed up. Sure enough, hardly ten minutes later, we heard whispers and moans coming from the adjacent room.

Raj rose quietly and gently slid the window open. I realized he must have unlatched it before we had entered the kitchen.

The house was a two-room apartment and there was a window in the walls that separated them. The hall, which the newly married couple was using, was quite small and had just one medium sized bed besides a couple of chairs. We were asked to sleep on a mattress on the floor of the kitchen.

I followed Raj and we peered through the window.

They must have started quite earlier, because both were already naked and she was sitting on his face and leaning forward was sucking on his cock.

Nanda joined us and the three of us proceeded to have a free show. Later, after they had finished fucking (incidentally, it didn’t last very long; I suppose they were excited as hell), we made Nanda lie between us and there was a lot of caressing and fondling. Because we were too young, we didn’t fuck, but we did make Nanda suck our cocks and in turn, we sucked her cunt and her tiny budding tits. We were careful not to make any noise when each of us climaxed.

But that is not what I want to relate here. As I said, there are a number of Hot Spots in Mumbai. One such is located beside the M. G. swimming pool at Dadar and is called “Narali Baugh”, which literally translated means “Coconut Garden”. It is a large area with plenty of coconut and palm trees and large bushes between the rows. This offers the couple considerable privacy.

Sandwiched between the swimming pool and the garden, is a restaurant. The owner’s son was a very good friend of Raj and he offered to accommodate us in a small little room on the first floor that overlooked the garden. Raj and me would sit there, sipping cold drinks (A drink called Sosyo was a rage during those days). We would sit by the window watching the amorous activities in the park.

The lovers would normally start pouring in after 5.30 PM. I remember the first time I had gazed lustfully down at the liaisons with a throbbing dick, my throat parched and dry despite of sipping on the cold drink.

My first view was of a young couple totally lost in each other. They were kissing passionately; one of his hands was under her sari and the other inside her blouse. She had unzipped his pants and I could clearly see the billowing movements that meant she was playing with his lover’s dick.

From time to time, they would break off their kiss and talk to each other; and then, their kisses would become more passionate.

Just behind them, on the other side of the bush, there was another pair, which had progressed even further. She was lying on his lap and had covered it with the border of her sari. It was obvious by the rhythmic up and down movements under the sari that she was sucking his dick. He had unbuttoned her blouse and without unhooking her bra, had lifted it up over her tits and was kneading them. At times, he would push her back, lean down and suck on her tits.

“Just wait a little longer when it gets slightly darker. Then you will see the real thing,” Raj had smirked.

Sure enough, we saw a couple actually fucking. They didn’t undress of course, but were lying down on their sides facing each other. We could clearly see his hips thrusting to and fro; her skirt was bunched up, panties pushed aside. He had merely taken out his cock from his zipper. He had pushed up her t-shirt and was suckling on her tits.

This was my first view of real fucking and though the couple was not naked, it turned me on so much I came in my pants. 

The other hot spot in Mumbai is called the Bandra Bandstand. It is located off the seashore and boy! This place is even hotter.

The same cousin sister whom we had watched fucking had her apartment right by the side of this spot and when Raj told me about it, I made certain that whenever I was to visit Mumbai, I would stay at her place. This apartment was bigger. My maternal uncle was a doctor and quite well off. They had three bedrooms in addition to a study and it was the study room that faced the Bandstand. 

When I visited her, I had turned eighteen and had obtained the rights of owning a high-powered binocular that my Dad purchased for me from his brother. The brother was an officer in the Indian Army and the binocular was damned good. It had an extremely high resolution and was equipped with Zeiss lens and facility for night vision.

I arrived on a Friday at my cousin sister’s place and she was delighted to meet me. It had been seven years since she had got married and she was now barely twenty-five. When she hugged me, I could feel her soft tits digging into my chest and it was difficult not to get hard. But I managed to cool my emotions down because my uncle came in and fondly tousled my hair.

“My, my, Nikhil, you have grown tall and why! You are beginning to have a moustache too. Welcome, buddy and I hope you have a long stay. Shaila, where are you going to put up my buddy?”

“In the special bedroom next to the study of course,” she replied.

“Hey buddy, there’s a 14 inch TV and a VCR at the study and I have got a lot of old English classic films. Use the study whenever you feel like it. It’s also got a coffee maker. I won’t require the room as long as you stay, ok?”

I tried to protest but both couldn’t hear about my insistent protests. Shaila had just last year given birth to a boy and she was looking gorgeous. Her face was radiant and I guess every new mother looks like she looked now. 

But Shaila had always been a beautiful girl. By a quirk of fate, her mom and my mom were sisters and her dad was my dad’s elder brother.

She wasn’t very tall; barely five-two and now, I guessed she would be around a hundred and thirty pounds or so. Her weight had no doubt increased because of the baby because as far as I can recall, she always weighed barely a hundred and five or ten.

Uncle went to his office (he was a Professor of Pharmacology and Forensic Science at the J. J. Medical College) at eight in the morning and returned only after nine at night. I had arrived at six-thirty and I had just finished my shower when he left.

Shaila and me sat talking about the good old times and the new life she was enjoying so much. 

An extremely embarrassing event occurred on the first day I had arrived at their place. When the baby started crying, Shaila merely sat cross-legged on the chair, laid the baby on her lap and without any hint of embarrassment had just pulled up her blouse and allowed her heavy milky breast to tumble out. When she adjusted the baby so he could commence suckling, I looked away at some other spot in the room. 

When she realized my predicament, she laughed gaily and teased me. “My, my, you have also become a gentleman!”

Maybe she wouldn’t have laughed and made that comment if she had noticed that under the table, there was a prominent bulge between my legs.

I rested in the afternoon and woke up drenched with sweat when I realized that I was dreaming of Shaila sitting on my face and leaning over to suck my cock. I realized then, that I had become obsessed with her because I had actually watched her do this with her husband.

In the evening, Shaila asked me if she wanted to accompany me in the garden (the apartment was on the fourth floor) with the baby, but I politely declined.

“I guess I am tired, Shaila. The bus journey was horrible. Maybe tomorrow I will. I guess I would like to take it easy, ok?”

“Sure thing, Nikki, no problems. I’ll take a set of keys so you don’t have to open the door for me.”

After she had left with the baby, I latched the door so she would have to ring the bell. I didn’t want her to come in unexpectedly because I was going to do some bird watching. I pulled out my binocular and made my way to the study. I pulled a chair and sat in front of the window.

It was not yet five-thirty and the few couples that had arrived were just making out lightly. Most were seated with their arms around each other’s shoulders. 

The binocular was amazing. When I watched each of the couples there, it was as if they were seated a foot away from me. 

Besides the wall along the beach, another favorite place for these lovers were the rocks that extended into the sea. These isolated rocks were a sort of a reef and gave the couples excellent privacy from other people walking along the beach.

Let me hasten to say that this place is not just for lovers. A lot of families also took their evening stroll here. There are a lot of stalls dotted along the beach offering the standard Mumbai cuisine of shev puree, pani puree and the bhel. 

It was around six that I first spotted an extremely passionate couple. They were seated on a rock and were well hidden from the prying eyes of the general public. But the binocular I had didn’t offer them any privacy; in fact, it was as if they were in the same room as mine.

The girl was pretty young, about nineteen or twenty. The guy was in his mid-thirties. I guess he was her boss or something like that and she was maybe his secretary at his office. 

The girl had brownish hair that was quite long. It reached almost down to her lower back. She was a pretty thing, with a small upturned nose; almond shaped dark eyes, dimpled cheeks and a soft yet full mouth. I focused on her body. She was wearing a blouse buttoned in front and a knee length skirt. She had great tits beneath that blouse and her legs were long and shapely. The expanse of bare flesh between the blouse and skirt revealed her navel and a very flat tummy. 

The guy was quite handsome. His jet-black hair fell to his collars behind and covered half of his forehead. His rather long nose was like a Greek’s and his moustache covered his upper lip. He had a square jaw. He was pretty tall, around six feet but quite lean and slim. He was dressed in a white shirt with the tails tucked inside a gray trouser.

They were seated close together with their legs stretched out in front of them. Already, I could see the bulge between his legs.

He first began by kissing her ear making her giggle and then he started to lick it. Her arm went round his shoulder and held him tight as she shivered when he did this. (I could actually see her shiver; the binocular was that good).

His arm went around her shoulder as well. I saw his palms cup her right tit (she was seated to his right) and her legs actually stiffened when he did this. 

She turned towards him and opened her mouth. He didn’t hesitate to put his mouth down over hers. They kissed for very long. I could actually see her cheeks hollowing and sucking and I knew that he had thrust his tongue inside her mouth.

As they kissed, his hands expertly pulled her blouse down over her shoulders and I gasped when I realized that she was wearing no bra. Her big tit just tumbled out and when he cupped her naked tit, she clung to him harder. She was one horny girl, all right. 

He pulled his mouth away from hers and said something to her. Obviously, he had told her to pull his cock out because she reached down with her free hand and unzipped him. He said something and she smiled, unbuckling his belt as well. He lifted his ass up to allow her to tug his pants down over his hips. She pulled down his underwear as well and his large erect cock sprang out. It was glistening with pre cum and when her hand wrapped around it, he leaned down and put his mouth over her nipple. 

Her face contorted and she began jerking his cock up and down as he continued sucking and licking her big tit. He pulled down the other side of her blouse to free her other tit and began kneading it. Her blouse had now slipped down to her midriff, baring both her huge tits.

Through the binocular, I could see her nearly two-inch nipples (I am not joking), erect and jutting out. The areolas were just as large, almost three and a half inches. 

It was hot! I pulled the drawstring of my pajama and fished out my throbbing cock with one hand while continuing to watch the action unfolding through the binocular. 

I watched one of his hands leave the tit he was kneading and run up her legs, pushing the skirt up her thighs. She raised her hips to allow him to lift the skirt exposing her white panties. Thank god she was wearing panties!

Her legs spread apart when his hand pushed the panties to one side. 

She fondled his balls when he began to run his fingers over her cunt lips. He began to suck on the other tit and she squared up to allow him to do this. 

Meanwhile, she commenced jerking his cock again. Her mouth was open and nostrils flared. Her legs bucked up when he thrust a finger in her cunt.

She uttered something to him and he slipped his head down till he was lying on her lap. He pulled her panties down over her hips and I could see her cunt now, her bush neatly trimmed. With his fingers he opened her cunt lips and began to lick her cunt. 

Her grip on his shaft had tightened considerably and she was now wanking him off till her fingers were a blur.

She said something to him and proceeded to lie on her back. For the life of me I couldn’t understand how she could do this on the hard rocky surface upon which they were making out.

I quickly understood what she had said, because he reversed his position till he was lying on his side, his face buried between her legs. She too turned on her side to face him and opening her mouth, took his pulsating cock inside her mouth.

They began to thrust their hips and it was like her mouth was a cunt, which he was fucking, and his tongue was a cock with which he was fucking her cunt.

Since I was on the fourth floor, I had a perfect view of his cock fucking her face. I could also clearly see his tongue licking her cunt. He now held those lips open and thrust his tongue inside her cunt adding a couple of fingers. 

He drew back his hips so that his cock flopped out of her mouth, raised his head and said something to her before resuming his licking.

The girl curled up till his cock was now brushing her enormous tits. She pulled apart those glorious orbs and thrust her chest forward till his prick was nestled between them. Then, she pushed her tits together, trapping his cock between them and he recommenced to rock his hips to and fro. 

This was the first time I was watching a tit-fuck. I was so excited by the sight of his shaft gliding in her cleavage that without realizing it, I shot off a wad of come. It splashed my legs, wetting my underwear. I ignored this, continuing to watch this sex crazed couple.

She raised one leg and wrapped it around his head, he body writhing and sliding up and down, as she continued to tit-fuck him.

I saw her mouth open and in my mind I could hear her cry out with passion. Her legs stiffened and her toes arched down. Her hands, holding her tits wrapped around his cock went rigid and tightened their hold on the mountainous flesh.

I was just watching a girl/woman reaching her orgasm and it was an awesome sight. The binocular ensured that it was like watching her come when they were lying a foot away from me.

Suddenly, her hands left her tits and reached down so that she could clasp the back of his head and press her cunt harder against his face. Her tits separated and his erect dick flopped out. He still hadn’t come.

Finally, after a considerable amount of time, he raised his head up from between her legs. She crawled up his body and they kissed long and hard. I suppose she wanted to taste herself on his mouth.

When she drew back, he said something to her.

She smiled. It was a cute and sexy smile and I watched her tongue snake out of her mouth and lick her lips. He sat up, his back against the wall, his legs spread out. His erect dick was poking straight up to the sky. 

She slithered down his lap, facing him. She had pulled her panties up her legs and her skirt down her knees. Her large tits were still naked.

She made herself comfortable by lying over his hips. Her tits were mashed against his thighs when she took his cock in her hands and gently masturbated him. Looking up at him, she lowered her mouth, taking his cock inside her. I was astonished to see that she had managed to take the whole length of his cock in her mouth till her nose was brushing his pubic hairs. 


Hot Spots Ch. 01



Slowly she drew her head back till only the tip remained engaged in her mouth. Then, just as slowly, she lowered her mouth down till he was buried once again. She did this a number of times till he was shaking with passion. His hands had slid below her body to take hold of her tits dangling down his legs. I could see the veins on the back of his hands as he mauled her young tits. 

She slipped his cock out of her mouth and started to lick the throbbing shaft. I could clearly notice that she was expending a fair amount of saliva and it dripped down over her cheeks when she sucked on his balls, holding his cock like it was some kind of a gearshift.

He said something to her, his face contorted with desire. I think, by the way his lips were moving, he was saying, “Come on, come on.”

Now, she slithered up his body, drawing her chest back. She rubbed the cock head over her erect nipples and between her tits. Finally, she pushed the throbbing flesh in her ample cleavage.

He held her shoulders as she squeezed her tits around his cock and began to move up and down over his cock. The sight was so arousing I realized that I had, amazingly, gotten hard once again.

I had read a lot about tit fucking, seen a few porn films too featuring this particular type of fucking. But this was the first time I was watching it.

His eyes were closed and he was breathing through his open mouth as she continued to move back and forth over him. On occasions, when she went back over his body, she leaned down to suck the tip of his cock poking out from between her tits.

The sight of her big dangling tits and the cock that was going in and out like a piston made me wrap my hand around my cock once again. 

His hips rose and his mouth opened wide as he now gripped her hands with his; pushing her tits together till they were almost closed around his cock. 

She rolled to one side and this made him turn on his side to face her. This changed the angle of his cock between her tits. It also made it easier for her to wrap those mammoth boobs around his cock because she had to now press only the one at the top. 

He began to thrust in and out of her cleavage and she had to only bend down to take the tip of his cock in her mouth on the up thrust. Their movements became frenzied and urgent; while he moved in one direction, she would move in the other. 

Suddenly, I realized that his cock was shooting his come. I clearly saw the wads hit her chin and after a few were dripping over her face, she let go of her tits, slid down and took his pulsating and shuddering cock back into her mouth.

Her cheeks puffed out and sucked in as she swallowed the last drops of the come. I focused on her Adams apple and watched it bobbing. 

She was really swallowing his juices like crazy.

After a long time, she pulled his cock out and I watched her tongue clean it up. Finally, she rose, pulling her blouse to cover her tits again.

She clambered to sit beside him and they once again put their arms around each other.

I focused on the front of her blouse and saw that it was wet. She hadn’t bothered to clean them up!

As I continued to watch them, hoping that they would perhaps fuck each other, I stopped jerking off my cock. I had already come once and I knew that though I remained hard, I wouldn’t come so soon again.

I envied the satisfied look on the guy’s face and wondered if he had a wife back home.

In fact, I was fantasizing that I was he!

Lucky bastard! 

I silently made a promise to myself that I would certainly do this at the first available opportunity.

******

I was focusing on other amorous couples around the dock, hoping to catch another as passionate as the one I had just spied upon, when I heard the chimes of the bell.

Hurriedly, I rose, pushed back the chair in place, went swiftly to the bedroom I was assigned and stuffed the binocular in my overall. 

I walked quickly to the door, grabbing a newspaper in hand and slid back the latch. I opened the door and there was Shaila standing there with keys in hand and the kid on her shoulders bawling like hell.

“Sorry,” I spoke before she could say anything. “Force of habit I guess, that made me latch up.”

“No problems, Nikki,” she breathed, pushing past me. “Just lock the door. The poor kid’s bawling for about ten minutes and the bloody elevator was stuck on the sixth. I had to rush up the goddamn staircase.” 

She took her place on the same chair that she had occupied in the morning, pulling her legs up till she was sitting cross-legged. Her classic posture for feeding the brat!

“Please switch on the light, will you? It’s the third switch from the left near the door,” she told me even as she pulled the cup of her blouse over one breast.

As I switched on the light, the baby clammed up at once and I watched him out of the corner of my eyes, happily suckling away.

Shaila heaved a sigh of relief.

“Poor baby,” she cooed. “Mama ignored you, didn’t she? Talking around with her friends and forgetting it was time for your food? Drink up, little guy, drink your food!”

She turned to look at me and I had to lower the newspaper to hide the bulge that would have been evident to her. I began to walk to the bedroom when she called out, “Hey Nikki, don’t go. Forget the newspaper. Aunt always tells me that you are a bookworm. Come on over here and sit down. Let’s talk. It’s so goddamn lonely at these times.”

“Sure,” I replied, walking over and sitting to one side of the table, relieved that she wouldn’t be able to see that bloody bulge under the table.

This time, I looked straight into her eyes. “As to mom saying that I am a bookworm, that’s only when I am home. Most of the time I am at college, attending classes or playing outdoor sports. It’s when I am home, that I read. And I read just novels, you know, paper backs.”

“So what kind of sports do you play?” she asked me, pulling the baby up against her breast and hunching down so the kid could suckle comfortably.

“Well, games like basket ball, football, cricket and hockey. Also indoor games like badminton and table tennis.”

She was impressed. “Wow! And what kind of paperbacks do you read?”

It was an innocuous question and I replied honestly, “It was Perry Mason, James Hadley Chase, Alistair McLean. Now I’m into Frederick Forsyth, Leon Uris and Harold Robbins.”

She said “Wow” again and smiled naughtily at me. “Harold Robbins, huh?”

I was definitely hard down between my legs and felt disgusted by the thought. She was a cousin of mine and I shouldn’t have been feeling about it in this way. But I guess, that episode with the binocular and the fact that Shaila’s breast was pretty swollen and big too, didn’t help my cause.

Hindu’s have a strange custom. I can marry the daughter of my mom’s brothers and sisters. I can also marry the daughter of dad’s sisters. But the daughters of my dad’s brothers are a strict no-no.

When I had asked this question to my mom, she had laughed. “Well, I guess it’s because your cousin sisters on your dad’s side share the same surname. Why are you asking me this question?”

“Oh, just a passing thought, I guess. Mohammed was telling me that he’s going to marry his cousin, his dad’s brother’s daughter and I wondering why the Hindu’s couldn’t do that.”

My mom had just said, “To each, his own.” 

Coming back to the present, I was aware that I was flushing. During those days, Harold Robin’s books were supposed to be soft porn. 

“I thought that the Carpetbaggers was great. Then there was A stone for Danny Fisher. They were great.”

“Don’t tell me you didn’t read the Betsy and the Pirates,” she chuckled.

To be honest, I had read both more than a dozen times. I had marked out those specific passages that were porn, not just soft porn, but porn per se. 

There was the scene between the hero and Cindy who is a sound buff. Then, there was this one with him and the Speed Rent Hire A Girl. And how could one forget where the grand old man fucks the french girl and is watched by his daughter? All that was in the Betsy.

As far as the ‘Pirates’ was concerned, the sequence where the black man fucks the hero’s wife was unforgettable. 

“W-well, I did read them too,” I stammered, looking at the ceiling fan.

“They are adult books, aren’t they?” I knew she was just teasing me. 

I nodded, wondering how she would react if I told her about those hundreds of other books I read. Starting with ‘Her’ by Anonymous to the series of the Penthouse collections. Or, I thought, what if I tell her about those films?

“Does your dad know?” she was relentless.

“Of course he does. In fact, it was he who purchased the books. And I guess he thinks I am old enough to read them, anyway.”

“And you think you are?” she chuckled.

“Of course I am,” I retorted, looking back at her. She was smiling and changing the position of the baby. I looked in her eyes, but I could also see in my pilot vision, her pulling up the cup of the other breast and pushing the nipple in the kid’s mouth.

She gave a delicious laugh. “Oh, Nikki, I was just kidding. But seriously, tell me, how do you feel about reading those passages?”

I paused. “I suppose they are intrinsic to the story. That’s the way I look at it. Besides,” I continued boldly, “these days Harold is no longer read for those adult passages. There are a lot more books that are purely adult in nature.” 

She looked at me quizzically. “You mean porno?”

I was startled. But then, I realized I should not have been. If a kid my age could lay his hands on such books and triple-X films, why could not someone much older? And, she had accompanied her husband to London where they had stayed for over a year.

“Y-yes,” I replied hesitantly, wondering if I had just made a fool out of myself.

“And you have read them too?” she queried.

I was exasperated. I almost decided to tell her that if she looked out of the window of the study, she could see live shows; I had just seen one myself.

“Why these questions, Shaila?”

“Why not?”

Woman’s logic!

“Well, it is embarrassing as hell.”

“Oh Nikhil, I’m sorry if I hurt you.”

“Not really. You did not. You are embarrassing me, that’s all.”

The baby had apparently finished and she laid him on the table to pull back the cups of her huge blouse.

She rose from the table picking up the kid. “Well, we will have that conversation again. You don’t have to be shy. I’m older than you by almost seven years and I can ask, can’t I?”

I looked at her steadily. “So long as you answer some of my questions too, I guess.”

She laughed. “Why not? That would be interesting. Do you want a cup of tea?”

“No thanks. I am a coffee guy and I’ll use the machine in the study.”

“Okay. I’m going to put this little guy to sleep and it normally takes about half an hour or so. Will you excuse me?”

“Oh come on Shaila. There’s no need to be so formal.”

She laughed again and made her way to their bedroom. Soon, I could hear her sing a lullaby. She had a good voice; I knew she had studied music.

I glanced at my watch. It was almost seven-thirty. She had said half an hour. I decided to pick up my binocular and do some more bird watching.

******

The couple was just about a dozen feet beside another. 

The man was sitting on a parapet; his back against the rock and his girlfriend was standing facing him. 

His arms encircled her waist and she had her hands on his shoulders. She was leaning down and kissing him on his mouth. 

With the night vision “On” and the right focal length, I could see that she had shoved her tongue in his mouth, because he was sucking on it.

She was wearing a short skirt; not exactly a mini skirt, but short nevertheless. It was blood red in color and so was her top. There was a jacket over the top, but this had been opened, revealing her enticing cleavage. Perhaps this is why the jacket was a part of the suit, because the top had a dangerously low neckline. 

She had light brown silky hair that reached to her shoulders. She had a high forehead, a straight thin nose and lips that were painted red. 

The guy was a dunce! He was short and rotund, almost to the point of being fat with wide shoulders and powerful arms. He had big ears, thick lips, thick eyebrows and a large nose. 

For the life of me I couldn’t understand what she had seen in him. But then, love / lust permits no distinction between beautiful and ugly, I suppose. 

I saw the guy slip his hands up her waist and put them around her heaving chest. The girl kissed him harder and I saw one of her hands sneak down and press the bulge between his legs.

The other couple seated on the same parapet ignored these two and were content in kissing each other. They had their arms around each other and their lips would fuse for sometime and then back away. They would stare at each other and return to kissing.

The first couple had by now worked themselves to frenzy. Her top was already pulled up and he was kneading her heavy bra-encased tits, pinching her nipples and then getting back to squeezing the whole mounds.

Her fingers nimbly pulled down his zipper and her hand disappeared inside his trousers. The familiar billowing movements began and with her other hand she pulled his neck up, kissing harder and harder.

She carried this arm over to the front of her bra and unbuttoned urgently till the flimsy garment fell away, exposing her firm tits. She let the bra hang over her shoulders and leaned down, stuffing her tits in his face. 

His mouth opened as she fed him first, her right tit and then her left one. He sucked and licked her generous tits.

By this time the guy was squirming and shifting because she had fished out his cock from his fly. Now I could see what she had seen in him. His cock was enormous! And as he sucked and licked her tits, she was wanking him off furiously.

She went down on her knees, kissing him hard on his mouth as she did so. He looked around furtively, spreading his legs so that she could kneel comfortably between them.

She rubbed the tip of his hard cock against her nipples, looking up at him. When she looked up, he bent down and kissed her again. Their mouths opened as they fused together.

As they kissed, she kept rubbing his cock head over her tits, slapping them with the slab of meat. She squirmed closer to him and he spread his legs further apart. Now I could see what she was trying: she was pushing his cock up against his stomach and trying to get it between her tits.

Oh shit, I thought wondrously. Is there a disease of tit fucking spread around Mumbai?

But then, almost all Indian women are well endowed in that department. Look at the models and the actresses; the airline stewardesses and the office secretaries. Even those women from the villages carrying potted water on the top of their heads. Except for the emerging breed of thin and scrawny models, you will find all of them with big tits, large hips and round and big asses. 

So, I figured that gave the Indian women the natural benefit of enjoying and giving pleasure to their male counterparts with their tits. Unlike the West, where only a few women and porn starlets have these pronounced assets of large melons.

She finally succeeded in shoving his dick between her tits without breaking their french kiss. He cupped her face in his hands thrusting his body against her till he succeeded in wedging his cock between her tits.

She began to slowly raise and lower her chest fucking his cock with her tits. She was milking the cock rather than fucking it because the movements were so subtle, one would hardly notice it unless he would be sitting right next to her. And with my binocular, it was almost like I was watching a giant size TV screen from a couple of feet away.

So subtle were their movements, that the couple sitting next to them hardly noticed it. But the guy glanced over a couple of times at them and whispered something to his girl who also began to steal looks at them.

I suppose they were inflamed by the sight and also emboldened because the guy began to fondle his girl’s tits through the salwar she was wearing. A salwar is a kind of a gown that reaches to below the knees. Under the salwar, a kameez is often worn. A kameez is a pajama, which is loose from the waist to the knees and fits like second skin below the knees. 

It would have been impossible for the second guy to get to his girl’s tits from below the salwar. But he was lucky that her salwar was buttoned in front and pretty soon, he had unbuttoned it and she had shrugged off the shoulder straps.

Meanwhile, the first guy had used one of his hands to thrust it up his girl’s knees by bending down. The girl spread her knees so that he could get to her crotch and when he had, her movements suddenly became frantic. She cupped her tits with her hands and began rocking up and down over the cock wrapped up inside.

I had just about though of reaching inside my pajamas to wrap my own fist around my throbbing hard on when suddenly, 

“Hey, Nikhil, your uncle’s going to be late…” Shaila entered the study and her voice trailed off when she saw me with the binocular.

I was furious with myself for having so carelessly left the door open and also pretty much fazed and embarrassed.

“What are you doing?” she asked me incredulously. 

I managed to regain my composure though I knew it was an exercise in futility: my expression gave my intentions away and looked like the proverbial kid caught with his hand in a jar of cookies.

“Oh nothing,” I said casually. “Watching the horizon and star gazing with this new binocular dad bought for me.”

She entered the room, looking suspiciously at me. 

“Why do I have this feeling that you are hiding something from me?”

“Oh come on, Shaila! Why would I hide anything from you?”

“Exactly. Well, the binocular wasn’t positioned the way it is supposed to when you are either gazing at the horizon or the stars.”

“Then what else would you think I would be watching?”

“If you knew, there are a lot of other things to watch along this part of the beach and more often than not, a lot many guys your age come over here to do exactly that.”

“Watch what else?” I asked, my heart thudding.

She looked at me for a long time, and then said, “Let me have the binocular for a minute.”

Hell, I couldn’t refuse. Dumbly I handed it over to her as she walked up to where I was sitting on the chair.

When she took the first glance through the binocular she exclaimed, “Wow! This is fantastic! Everyone looks like they were right here in this room!”

“That’s why I’m using it to gaze at the horizon and the stars,” I told her.

“Let’s see,” she replied looking through the glasses in the general direction that I was. She wasn’t dumb and I knew that. She was known to be one of the sharpest in the family.

“Ah-ha,” she suddenly said and my heart sank. Even I could tell that she had the binocular trained to exactly the same region that I had.

She continued to peer through it, never wavering. Finally, in a soft voice she muttered, “Well, that girl is making the boy see stars alright! And those two next to them are horizontal if not on the horizon.”

That really startled me. I suppose the second couple must be lying on the parapet by now. 

Shaila continued to study the sights for a few more minutes during which I was getting more and more flustered.

Finally, she set down the binocular and slowly turned to face me. There was a strange look in her eyes.

“So you were spying on those couples, huh?” 

In spite of the situation I had got myself in, I couldn’t will my goddamn hard on down, and I had to pull my waist back to hide it from her. This was a very awkward position. I looked down at the floor.

“W-well, it wasn’t intentional. I was only looking at the horizon and the stars as I said and I couldn’t help it if those couples out there are…”




Hot Spots Ch. 01



“Are?” she asked me archly. I thought I detected her bosom heaving and a film of sweat above her upper lip.

She looked at me archly. Finally, she sighed and said, “I came in to tell you that your uncle is at the conference and will be back only after mid-night. So, if you are hungry, we might as well have our dinner.”

“Okay,” I said, still looking at the floor.

She handed me the binocular and turned to walk out.

“Damn good binocular, I must say. I’ll have a shower and then set the plates.”

I heaved a sigh of relief when she walked out. I had to do something about my erection, I thought and confident that she wouldn’t expect me to immediately continue with my forbidden activity, I waited till I heard her walking into the bathroom.

I walked over to the window and raised the binocular to my eyes, focusing on the couples. 

My heart suddenly skipped a beat. It wasn’t the second couple, which was horizontal. In fact the first couple, the one with the girl in the red top and skirt were lying on the parapet.

The guy was lying on his back and I couldn’t see his face because the girl was sitting right next to it. She had bent sideways and his cock was still between her heavy tits. The dunce had her skirt all over his face and that meant he was licking out her cunt.

Because she was bending sideways, she could also allow his prick to enter her mouth even as it fucked her tits. I could see her bare thighs from here as they bucked up and down and rotated wildly and I knew the guy was hitting the right spots with his tongue.

The other couple too had thrown their inhibitions to the wind. I reckon it was because the dark was already in the sky and they were in a pretty quiet and isolated place: sure that they couldn’t be seen.

Her salwar was unbuttoned all the way and the hem had been lifted way above her waist. The knot of the drawstring that held the kameez together had been pulled out and the boy had thrust his hand inside. She was kissing him passionately as he kneaded her bra-encased tits with his other hand.

I could hear the shower running, so I thrust my hand in my pajama and grabbed my hard on. I furiously jerked off as I continued to watch the two pairs of couples grappling with each other.

I was loaded like a pistol with the safety off. Just a few jerks and I was shooting into my underwear. I felt weak as the blast of come shot out of my prick. One, two, three, four and then I lost count.

What the hell! I too was going to take a shower anyway and would have to change into fresh underwear!

******



Hot Spots Ch. 02



The dinner was wonderful and though I was still embarrassed as hell, she kept the conversation going. She had made Roast Chicken, Chicken Shashlik and strawberry ice cream for dessert. 

She spoke mostly about mom and dad, enquiring about their health. She also enquired about how my sisters and brother were doing. It was just general talk and I was thankful for her for putting me into ease.

She was wearing a knee length silk gown that had buttons all the way in front. Though it was conservative enough, the neckline was scooped down to a pretty generous V and at times, I could see the top of her breasts; especially when she bent down over her plate.

After the dinner, I helped her with the plates and she suggested later that we sit in the living room to continue with the conversation.

No sooner had we taken our seats, she immediately reopened the topic.

"So, Nikhil, you don't get to see love-birds in your town, huh?"

"No," I replied honestly. I had decided to come out in the open. So what if I had been a peeping Tom? I hadn't committed a crime, for God's sakes!

"And you like to watch them, huh?"

"It's not a matter of liking to watch. It's a matter of curiosity."

She smiled at that. "How long were you watching them?"

"I didn't even know they visit this spot. I was really watching the..."

"Yes I know. You told me. You were watching the horizon and the stars. That's not what I asked you."

She was seated on a sofa opposite the chair on which I was seated. And every question she asked, her eyes bored into mine.

"W-well. I couldn't say exactly how long. Maybe a couple of minutes or so."

"Bullshit!" she said sarcastically. "A couple of minutes can't possibly make any guy as aroused as you were."

I had been looking at the center table and when she said that, I looked up sharply at her.

"How do you know I was aroused?"

She laughed softly. "You had a tent between your legs."

I blushed. Oh God, was it so obvious? But it was more for the reason that she said it outright that I had reason to be flustered.

"You tried hard, but your cock couldn't go down, huh?"

This time I was shocked. I have always known that nice girls aren't meant to utter such words as are used by boys in their shower rooms. And here she was uttering these forbidden words. 

"Shaila!" I exclaimed. 

"Bullshit," she waved her arm at me. When she did this, I could see through the loose sleeves of her gown and I suddenly realized that she was wearing a bra. I found this to be curious because she hadn't worn one ever since I had arrived. I had attributed it to ease of access to her breasts, which was necessary in order for her to feed the baby. Now, suddenly, she was wearing a bra. Was she trying to make them appear firmer than they were, just to impress me?

"You didn't answer me," she said.

"Well, yes, I mean no. I couldn't ease my arousal."

She laughed, revealing her perfect white teeth. In spite of myself, I found my cock stirring again. It could be due to the fact that when she laughed so hard, her mountainous breasts jiggled in spite of the bra.

She clasped her hands together, rested them on her lap and leaned down towards me. This made her heavy breasts push against her bra.

"Ever a perfect gentleman, Nikhil!" she exclaimed. "Tell me something. And for God's sake, be honest, okay?"

"Depends on what you are going to ask," I replied.

"Supposing I told you that I am going to ask you a question based on a situation we both know?"

I thought about it. "Fair enough, I guess, with the condition that you might have to answer it first."

She smiled. "You were watching those couples over there. Which one of the two was making you really horny?"

"Uh?"

"There was this girl in the red top with her boy and another with the salwar. Which couple turned you on more?"

"Which one turned you on more?" I counter-questioned.

"The girl with the red top," she didn't hesitate. I'll say that much for her. "She was so aggressive and that made it all the more sexy."

I decided to go for broke.

"Same answer, Shaila. I found that couple to be sexier."

"I gave the reason. You did not," she pouted.

This time I decided to go with the flow. "I found what they were doing to be extremely sexy."

"So, you are a tit man, huh?"

"I guess you could say that."

She looked at me for a long time before rising off the sofa. She disappeared inside, presumably to her bedroom. I thought that I had put her off.

I was wrong. When she walked back, she had a tape in her hand. 

"So you like to watch?"

I felt my throat going dry when I saw her insert the tape into the machine and switch on the TV.

Now what?

She grabbed the remote in her hand and walked back to the sofa.

"Well," she said softly, "I like to watch too. Come on over here."

I hesitated.

"Come on, Nikki. I'm not going to eat you."

Very tentatively, I walked up to her and sank down on the sofa beside her.

"Watch."

Oh my God, I thought when the TV started. 

She had just put on an X-rated film!

"Ever seen one?" she asked slyly.

I gulped and nodded. "Once," I lied. I had seen hundreds. 

"What you watched today and liked and what I said I liked too is plentiful in this film."

I kept my eyes on the screen.

"Tit fucking," she said softly.

I was startled and shot a glance at her. She too was looking at the film with the same intensity as me.

"A lot of tit fucking in this film," she repeated.

She was breathing heavily now, her chest rising and falling. I could see that film of sweat just above the upper lip again. She was also rubbing her thighs together.

The film did have a lot of tit fucking. It started with a big-breasted girl on her knees facing an awfully enormous cock. She proceeds to first lick the cock till it is dripping with her saliva and then takes it in her mouth.

Almost as if I wasn't there, Shaila had spread her legs apart and was running her hands over her bare ripe thighs. I watched as her hands kept going higher and higher over her legs until I was sure that her fingers were touching her crotch.

I gazed unbelievingly at the TV where the girl is now kneeling down with the cock nestling between her tits, poking through the top to enter her mouth during each up-thrust. 

Shaila looked at me and smiled. She extended one hand towards me and I felt a kind of a shock running through me when her hand wrapped on my legs.

I had worn a new pair of shorts and a t-shirt.

"Look at that cock, will you? I bet it is the biggest cock in the world. And how easily that slut gets it into her mouth! Oh yes, you monster, fuck her mouth, fuck those melons, oh yes, fuck them harder, give it to that slut, fill her mouth with that!"

To say that I was astounded would be an understatement. Here was my prim and proper cousin, spewing out obscenities even as the starlet on the screen began to lick those huge balls under that cock after sliding the prick out of her cleavage.

I was affected too. It was amazing, but I had a hard on that refused to go down.

She noticed it.

"Has your cock become hard, Nikki?" she asked.

I nodded dumbly. This was the first time that I was watching this part of Shaila.

She slid towards me, her hands crawling up my legs till it was inside my shorts.

I groaned aloud when her little fist wrapped around my cock. "Oh God!"

"He can't help us here," she laughed. "Let me play with your cock and you play with me!"

I couldn't believe my luck. I got closer to her and put my arms around her shoulder.

She grabbed my shorts and pulled them down my knees, exposing my dick. "Oh my! You are hiding one hell of a beautiful cock." I whipped off my t-shirt and suddenly I was buck-naked.

I groaned some more when she began to jerk me off. With the hand loped around her shoulders, I managed to reach the breast at the far side. I thrust my hand inside her gown and encountered a lacy bra.

"Why don't you unbutton it?" she asked, pulling on my prick.

So as she played with my cock, masturbating it gently, I brought my trembling hands to her front and unbuttoned the long row of buttons that held the gown together. 

Her eyes were glazed as they continued to watch the TV where the man now sat on a chair. The girl kneels down and scoops up his cock with her tits.

I had managed to flip off the last button of Shaila's gown and she let go of my cock to push the garment off her shoulders.

Heaven!

Shaila seated on the sofa, clad only in a mini bra and equally little panties. She diverted her attention from the TV long enough to watch my fingers undoing the front clasps of the bra.

And then, those milky enormous breasts sprang out from within. I had no patience to pull out the bra so I let it hang over her breasts. My hands instinctively shot forward to take those ripe melons and begin to knead them.

"Easy, lover, easy," she murmured, beginning to push and pull my shaft. "There's a hell of a lot of milk still left in them."

There was. A lot of the viscous liquid spewed out from the nipples onto my hands and as I leaned forward, splashed my face.

"Here, baby, lie down. Lie down on my lap and let me feed you," she muttered.

I sprawled along the length of the sofa, my head in her lap, legs stretched out on the sofa. 

She bent down, carefully aiming one nipple into my mouth and as I flicked my tongue over the slick flesh, she said, "Aahhhh," and reached beside her to wrap her fist once again on my throbbing cock.

She got back to watching the TV, gently moving her hand up and down over my cock and out of the corner of my eyes, I could see the porn star now on her back, the man kneeling astride her, moving back and forth over the girl. She held her tits together and had a hand draped over the cleavage to prevent his shaft from coming out of the tunnel.

"Oh my God," Shaila said huskily, "this is great, hah? Look at that cock fucking those jugs! And look at that slut! She looks so damned happy getting those tits of hers fucked like that!"

I sucked hard on her nipple, titillated by the warm stream of milk she offered me. With my other hand, I got hold of her other breast and mauled it wallowing in the steady stream of milk that jetted onto my face.

The movements of her hand on my cock gradually began to increase pace. When I bucked my hips up, she immediately let go of my shaft and reached down to fondle my heavy balls.

She was an expert at holding me off my orgasm. It also helped that I had jacked off not too long ago. Any other time, or any other woman with lesser expertise, and I would have shot off a long time ago.

"Oh, yes, Nikki, suck my titties, oh yes, like that, enough of the licking Nikki, just take it in your mouth and suck, ah, yes, harder now, harder and faster, baby, drink mama's milk, baby, ah yes, like that honey, yes!"

The milk cascaded in waves into my hungry mouth and the fact that I was doing it with Shaila was highly erotic. Her breasts felt heavy and full in my hands and the tip of her nipples had become erect and stiff. I drank the warm, sweet milk from one breast and let the liquid from the other breast cover my cheeks and hair.

I must have looked like a real creep with her milk all over my face and hair. Some of it dribbled down my mouth and chin to my chest.

She rubbed the fiery liquid with her hand and carried the now slick fingers to my cock. When she wrapped them over my shaft, it was like she was holding a burning candle there.

"Ah, your cock is all wet and slick with my milk, Nikki," she gasped, leaning further into me, stuffing more of her tit flesh inside my mouth.

I loped an arm around her shoulders and fastening my mouth on her swollen breast, pushed her back till her head was resting against the back of the sofa. My head came up her thighs and she was holding me in position, urging me on to suck 'mama's milk'. 

This meant that I now had my back to the TV and could no longer see it. She noticed my predicament at once.

"Ah, poor little baby boy," she cooed, nevertheless pressing me to her overflowing breasts, "You cannot see what is going on the screen any longer, hah? But don't worry, mama will tell you, okay, till at least you can once again see it again. Ah, yes, suck my tits, baby, the other one now, ah yes, like that!"

I covered her other breast with my mouth and fondled the one I had been sucking.

"The bitch on the screen is now pushing back the stud and he is sitting back on the stool. She is bending down over him, scooping up his bull cock with her huge tits. She is kneeling barely inches away from him and is beginning to move up and down over him, oh my God, she is fucking his cock with her tits and the bastard is enjoying it! So is she, by the looks on her slut face. By God, the cock head is emerging out from the top of her whore tits and she is letting it fuck her mouth every time that she pulls back her tits from his cock."

The graphic description that Shaila was giving me was finally getting through to me. I was almost curled up like an embryo against her body and she was rubbing the tip of my cock over her belly as I feasted on the abundant milk flowing from her breast.

"The stud is now leaning down and pushing his fingers in the whore's cunt. Oh my God! He's got three fingers inside her! He is driving them in when she slides back over his body. When she gets her slut mouth filled up with his cock peeping from the top of her tits, he's got those three fingers fucking her cunt! Fucking her cunt with three fingers! Oh my God, Nikki, I'm so horny! Can you reach down one hand and play with my pussy?"

I was only too eager. I slid down my hand, which was caressing her other breast down her rounded belly and thrust it inside her cute little panties.

"Wait," she gasped and I felt her raising her hips. She tugged her panties down over her thighs and onto the floor. She spread her legs apart again.

"Now, Nikki, do my cunt!" she cried out.

Without any kind of finesse, I roughly cupped her cunt. It was sopping wet and hot. Her hips bucked up against my hand and she moaned when I squeezed her there.

"Oh my God," she murmured. "Oh Nikki, wait, wait, lets do this right."

I drew back and watched as she brought her legs up on the sofa and lay back on it, whipping off her bra that was lying on her shoulders. From her waist up, she was resting against the overstuffed arm of the sofa. I damn nearly came when I saw her like that: buck naked, her gigantic breasts swaying with their weight and the small of her back resting against the cushions. She spread her knees apart, exposing her glistening pussy.

She batted her eyelids saucily and whispered, "Now, Nikki, get your knees inside the sofa, right beside mine. This way you can do me and I can do you."

I got inside of her against the cushions. The angle was awkward, but we were both horny and didn't care. 

I wedged my body between hers and the sofa, sort of kneeling up on the cushions. This way, it was like I was upside down over her. She shifted slightly away from the backrest of the sofa and I fell in between her and the stuffed cushions.

She turned to face me and this meant that she could no longer watch the TV: I could. It also meant that her face was now scant inches away from my throbbing cock and she held it with the fingers of one hand, weighing my balls with the fingers of the other. 

Her thighs were like alabaster: white and smooth. I held these with my hands and slowly pried them apart. She giggled and raised one leg above us. This had the effect of opening up her cunt lips.

She must be keeping her bush trimmed. Wisps of scant hairs covered her cunt and I could easily see her wet opening through them. Unable to control myself any longer, I bent down and fastened my mouth over her pussy.

"Ugghhh," she grunted, her buttocks jerking forward on the sofa to press her cunt against my face. Simultaneously, I groaned as I felt her hot mouth lowering itself on my cock. There was no finesse on her part either: she simply devoured my cock right up to the hilt so that her nose was pressed against my pubic hairs. I grunted when she began to swipe her tongue across and over my shaft continuing to hold it inside her mouth.

I let my tongue slither down her cunt lips, beginning from the base and gradually working up till I was licking her stiff clit. I felt some of the milk on my cheeks dripping down to where my tongue was busy.

She pulled my cock out of her mouth.

"Tell me what they are doing, though God knows I've seen it so many times, I have everything locked up inside my head," she gasped before swallowing my cock back into her voracious mouth.

Without interrupting the movements of my tongue over her slit, I glanced at the flickering TV and gave her a running commentary of what was happening on the TV.

"Another guy has joined the couple and while the first one continues to fuck her tits, the second is on his knees with his head buried between her legs," I told her in between licks.

She moaned. I don't know what it was that was turning her on more: my tongue or my description of the porn video. Whatever it was, her lips tightened on my pulsating shaft and she began to jerk the lower portion that was sticking out of her mouth. She was now bent upon sucking only the top half of my cock. I suppose this allowed her to apply more suction rather than when she had the thing inside her throat.

She pulled away from my cock and began to jab at it with her pointed tongue. She increased the pace of her hands on my cock.

On my part, I found that whenever I swiped my tongue over her clit, her legs would go stiff and she would arch her back. Prying her pussy lips apart with my fingers, I managed to take her stiff and protruding clit into my mouth. She almost jumped off the sofa with a moan.

"Oh my God, Nikki, that's so good! Oh yes, oh yes, suck on my clit, baby boy, suck on it! Harder, baby, harder, ah yes, like that. Suck my clit till I cum in your mouth baby, oh fuck yes, suck, suck, ah yes!"

Though my cock was outside her mouth, she kept sliding them over her lips and cheeks. I felt my cock expand and realizing it, she stopped all movements and squeezed the base.

"Oh no, you don't, baby. You will not waste that juice. Later, maybe, you will give me a bath with that. For now, I need your juice somewhere else. Yes, yes, keep sucking my clit, oh yes, you hunk, you horny little big hunk, fuck my clit with your mouth, ah yessss, yes!"

She kept muttering a steady stream of obscenities as I concentrated on licking her clit. She was making it difficult for me to do it because she kept bucking her hips up and down. Her leg had come down and clamped my head between her thighs.

Just as suddenly, she stopped talking. That was because she had taken the top half of my cock back into her hot mouth and begun sucking on it. 

"Ugghhh, oh yes, I'm cumming, baby, I'm cumming, oh God, oh fuck, oh fuck, take my clit in your mouth and hold it there, suck on it, oh yes, oh yes, aahhhh..." she cried out, pulling my cock out of her mouth again and liking the shaft instead. 

Her legs pulled me deeper between her thighs and I felt her heels digging into my back as she moaned out her orgasm. She thrashed around on the sofa, hips wiggling and thighs going stiff. She ground her pussy into my mouth and I swear I actually felt droplets of her juice dripping over my face.

Finally, she relaxed, her legs falling back on the sofa, letting my head free. I gave her cunt a few lazy licks while she jerked my cock up and down, back and forth.

"My God, Nikki, where did you learn to do that?" she drawled. 

I looked down at her. Her eyes looked kind of heavy with lust and half-lidded. I grinned.

"I don't know, Shaila. Call it instinct. Or maybe," I winked, "experience by watching it in the movie I saw."




Hot Spots Ch. 02



She laughed weakly, continuing to jerk my cock. I felt the tip touching her cheeks and her lips every time she jerked it up towards her.

She looked at what she was doing and then glanced at the TV. So did I. The starlet was now leaning against a chair, sitting astride the second man, her back facing his head and his cock up her cunt. The first man stood in front of her, holding her tits together and fucking her cleavage.

"Awesome, isn't it?" she asked me, tugging on my cock.

"Shaila," I said, "Can I do that to you?" I was surprised at my own confidence. All pretensions were gone, and I was just another horny kid with an incredibly sexy lady whom I had just eaten out. The sexy lady was also fondling my cock and balls, a smile on her lips.

"You really are into it, aren't you?" she teased.

"You bet I am!" I exclaimed. "Having watched those romping couples on the sea shore and watching this tape, I don't think there is any other kind of fucking I would enjoy more than tit fucking."

She laughed. "Boy, you are growing up."

"I mean it. Besides, you have great tits and I just can't wait to slide my cock between them."

"It's going to be messy," she warned me. "I mean, I'm leaking a lot of milk and when you fuck me there, there's going to be a lot of it flying around!"

As if that was a problem! "Are you kidding me? That is going to make it more erotic."

"You mean you like my milk-leaking tits?"

"Of course! Besides, the milk is going to help us with the lubrication, right?"

She laughed, showing her pearly teeth. She was holding the base of my cock tight between her fingers.

"You think of everything, Nikki. Come on then, slide right up my body and fuck in my tits."

She rolled over onto her back. Finally, it was happening. I had promised myself that I would do this when I would get the first opportunity. I had never thought that this opportunity would come so soon.

Waist up, she was still resting on the armrest of the sofa. I spread my legs apart, resting on my knees as I crawled up her voluptuous body after reversing myself on the sofa. I felt my cock dragging over her thighs; her belly and finally, I came to a stop when it reached her ample breasts.

She looked into my eyes, pushing her breasts apart.

"Put your rod here, Nikki," she breathed sexily.

Resting both my knees on either side of her shoulders, I sank down gently till my ass was just brushing her belly. I pushed my erection between her breasts.

"Oh, Nikki," she wailed, bringing her breasts together to trap my cock between them.

It was heavenly! The feel of her soft, big breasts against the super sensitive skin of my cock almost made me blow my wad.

"Easy, lover, enjoy it. Don't rush it. We have all the time in the world."

With my dick between her soft, warm and wet breasts, I silently hoped she would realize that maybe she had the time; I didn't have the inclination!

I put my hands on hers and pressed. I watched the milk spurt out of the nipples and she spread it over my cock.

"Ah, Shaila, that feels so sexy!" I murmured.

"Start fucking my tits; it will be sexier."

Gently, ever so slowly, I began to rock back and forth, letting my cock feel every inch of her breasts as it coursed it's way through her cleavage. I was careful not to rest entirely on her belly, which was so round that I could feel my ass cheeks brushing it every time that I slid back and forth over her supine body.

"Ah yes, Nikki, fuck them, fuck them, ah yes, it feels so good, oh God, your cock feels so good between my tits, ah yes, like that, let the milk spurt between them, oh yes, your cock is so slick and so wet, mmmmm, it feels so fucking sexy, Nikki, fuck them, yes, yes, faster baby, faster, ugghhh, yessss! Slide that hot, hard pole in them, Nikki, aahhhh, yessss!" 

I don't really recall what was turning me on further: the feel of her breasts against my pulsating cock or her words of encouragement. Whatever it was, it sure was sexy as hell.

I really began to get into the act now, slipping my hands up her sides to grab her shoulders. Her entire body began to slide back and forth on the sofa in an opposite direction to my own thrusts. 

"Come on my face, I want to be your cum slut!"

This dialogue came from the speakers of the TV and we both stole a glance at it. The girl was now lying flat on her back as the second man thrust his cock in and out of her cleavage while the first man leaned in from above her face, jerking his cock off, keeping time with the thrusts of the second man.

"Oh yes, Nikki, I want to be your cum slut too," Shaila panted. "I want you to shoot your cum on my face and my tits."

The words she spoke brought a sudden rush of blood in my head and my dick, making me increase my pace. I peered down and the sight of my cock sliding back and forth in her cleavage inflamed me more than I thought would be possible, given my present condition.

I pulled her body down so that she was now lying entirely on the sofa. I repositioned myself over her breasts, letting the wet tip rub against her nipples. 

"Oh please, Nikki, fuck in my tits, NOW!"

"I will," I assured her, "only if you also suck my dick when it comes out from the top."

She smiled lazily at me. "Get that pillow," she instructed me, gesturing towards the pillow lying on the chair where I had been sitting earlier.

My cock dangled heavily in front of me when I walked over to the chair. 

"Put it under my head."

I obeyed.

"Now fuck in my tits," she gasped. I realized that she had this strange description for titty fucking: not "Fuck my tits" or "Fuck me between my tits" but "Fuck me in my tits."

When I stuck my cock back in her cleavage, she was ready for me. The pillow raised her head and when I thrust forward, she only had to bend down to get the tip of my cock in her mouth.

My cock was already wet with the milk that spurted from her nipples. Now, I additionally had her saliva mixing with the milk and it resulted in a very wet dick indeed.

The noises that we made as my shaft glided back and forth between her breasts were wet, as though my cock was sliding in a pool of liquid, which it was. 

I paused at the end of every forward thrust so that she could suck on my cock head. It was a delicious feeling.

"Shaila, I think I'm going to shoot," I warned her.

She tightened the grip on my cock with her breasts and began to wiggle under me. I felt her heels digging my back and stole a glance behind us. She had raised her legs and her smooth thighs were wrapped around my waist.

"Ah yes, Nikki, yes. I want you to shoot on me, baby. Make me your cum slut, baby, come on, fuck, fuck, faster, lover, faster. Ah yes, ah yes, like that, like that, now, shoot, come on, shoot your milk on me!"

I had already attained maximum speed! Sweat dripped off my brow and dropped down over her face and breasts as I thrust back and forth, back and forth.

Till...

"Oh God, oh sweet God, oh yes, Shaila, yes, I am coming, baby, I am coming for you!"

"Ah fuck, fuck, fuck in my tits, come, come honey, come on me, yes, yessss!"

I pushed forward one last time, losing all senses, including that of time. I felt my balls boiling as my seed erupted. 

The first shot landed on her forehead. She had just taken the top of my cock in her mouth and I had drawn back. The next wad splashed her chin.

"Get on top of my face, come on, stud, over me, over me," she yelled.

I rose rapidly; eager to watch my juices wash her face. I knelt above her face and she held my cock in her hands, jerking it off furiously, her heels now resting on the sofa and still bent at the knees.

I wanted to look, but the feeling was so intense that I had to close my eyes and throw back my head. I grasped the side of her face and held it in one place as my sperm began to shoot over her.

I shuddered and shivered with intense desire. Never before in my life had I felt like this. The images of the romping couples I had spied upon through the binoculars vanished as did the threesome on the TV screen: in fact, my brain was filled with only Shaila and her big, milky breasts, wrapped around my super sensitive cock, my juices spraying her beautiful face all over her cheeks, her forehead, her nose, her lips, her shoulders, her breasts...every part of her body above those amazing breasts!

She continued to furiously pump my shaft back and forth, milking out my last drop of cum. I felt my cock getting soft and I finally looked down at her.

"Ahh Nikki, I'm finally your cum-slut! Slap my face with your cock, please!"

I gently slapped her cheek with my dick as she squealed and giggled. Her face was a mess as the cum began to dribble down onto her chest and belly.

"Tell me that I'm your bitch," she whimpered.

I was amazed. I had though this happened only in porn books and videos.

"Please, Nikki," she repeated.

"Yes, Shaila, you are now my slut, my bitch, my whore and I love you and your body."

"Can you get your cock to get hard again? I want to feel it filling up my cunt."

I grinned. "Maybe, I can, Shaila. If you could suck my prick again, I think I could get hard again and fill up your pussy with it."

"Why don't you kneel on my face and let me do the job?" she laughed.

Carefully, I crawled up till my cock was dangling right over her lovely face. She reached up and grabbed it.

"Now start coming down and going up, hunk."

I obeyed. I was literally fucking her mouth now. I knew I would be able to raise a hard on again despite of the fact that I had already come twice in less than a couple of hours. 

I raised and lowered my body, knees on either side of her shoulders. In spite of the position, which required a great deal of my strength, I managed to reach behind me and grab those glorious melons that I had just fucked: I couldn't resist them at all!

She brought her hands up and pushed my cock back against my belly. I felt her tongue licking the back of my shaft and then it slowly began to lap my balls as well.

"Ah yes, my bitch!" I grunted, "That's the way...lick my balls and make them wet, ah yes, like that. See what you are doing to my cock, you whore?"

I looked down. She was staring at my gradually hardening cock with wide eyes. Maybe she couldn't believe that I was getting hard so quickly.

"Yes, my slut, my beautiful little big tit bitch! Take my dick back in that hot mouth of yours and make me harder!" I had realized by now that dirty talk turned her on. What the hell! To each his or hers own poison, I guess! And sure as hell, I was right because she whimpered, "Talk to me, you fucking fucker! Talk!"

So when she allowed my cock to enter her mouth again, I kept talking to her.

"I'm going to fuck your cunt raw, you slut! I'm going to fuck your pussy till it is sore and you will not be able to walk. Ah yes, my little whore, that's more like it. Now, let us have some of that wet and hot tongue."

So as I steadily fucked her mouth, I felt her tongue sliding over the flesh. She never closed her eyes. She was either staring at my dick and balls or right in my eyes. It was fucking sexy!

On the TV screen, the threesome had apparently finished their job because it was now showing a brunette lying on top of a muscular black man. His amazing cock was in her hands and she was leaning down so that her tits hung over it. 

With her mouth stuffed full of my cock, she too glanced at the screen to watch the pendulous tits of the girl hanging down over the big black cock.

She almost bit my cock off!

I was hard as ever by now and was itching to get into her pussy.

I pulled away from her voracious mouth and eased down her body, letting the tip of my cock brush against her breasts, her belly till it was dangling over her pussy.

She spread her legs as far apart as she could and I snuggled between them. Intentionally, I rubbed my cock head over her hot pussy lips.

"Oh God, fuck me now! Please put that cock inside my cunt. NOW! Please, you horny bastard, don't tease me!"

I laughed aloud and grabbed the base of my prick. I was finally going to fuck a real pussy. My first piece of cunt!

She reached down and pulled her cunt lips apart with the fingers of one hand, grabbing my cock with the other hand.

Almost weeping with desire, she guided my throbbing dick to the entrance of her pussy. 

I let my dick enter slowly for the first couple of inches and then, I suddenly slammed down.

Glory be! I was in! Right to the hilt till my pubic hairs were entangled with hers. It felt like my cock was dipping into a small tub of boiling oil. 

I may be inexperienced when it came to sex, but, I had seen and read and heard enough of it to follow my natural instincts. 

I let myself wallow in the pleasure of her tight and hot pussy clamping around my shaft. And then realized that I hadn't really kissed her until now. 

Soaking my dick in her hot pussy, I lay down on top of her body and brought my mouth down over hers. Her mouth had already opened immediately after my cock had buried itself inside her depths. That made it easy for me to shove my tongue deep inside her mouth. I licked the roof first and then her tongue.

Slowly, gradually, I eased my cock out of her warm pussy till only the tip remained inside. Then, I thrust in again. Savagely.

She moaned in my mouth and raising her legs high up, wrapped them around my ass cheeks. She lifted her hips when I thrust inside.

I could taste myself on her mouth and knew that she too could taste herself on mine. 

I raised my hands and gripped her breasts, squeezing them hard, letting the milk shoot out onto my chest as I began to pump inside her. In and out. In and out.

She fucked back real good. Or so I thought, because after all this was my first pussy that I was fucking. It was worth the wait. And I was glad I hadn't accompanied my friends, or for that matter Raj, to the numerous whore houses that they visited to quench their thirst.

Professional whores would maybe moan just a little to make you think that they are enjoying the drilling that you are giving them. But they have already played the game with a lot of clients who visited them before you and would continue to play them with a lot of clients who would visit them after you are done. And at my age, with the meager pocket money my dad gave me, I couldn't reach a real high-class whore who actually enjoys a fuck. 

I tore my mouth away from hers so I could breathe. 

"Keep your cock inside me and turn around so that I can fuck you," she whispered.

It wasn't difficult to do that. Though she was pretty heavy, I flipped her over me.

Drawing her knees up around my hips, she leaned down and began to ride me. Oh boy! What joy! 

Her tits jiggled as she worked herself to frenzy. I put my arms around her shoulders and pulled her down so that I could suck on her breast. She moaned as I greedily began to gulp down the warm milk that spurted from her rigid, big nipple. 

I kneaded the other breast, enjoying the feel of the milk spilling onto my chest.

It urged her on. She began to move up and down furiously, her pussy sucking on my cock.

She suddenly went stiff, signaling her orgasm. I was glad that I had remained hard for such a long time. I really wanted this beautiful cousin of mine to have the time of her life.

She collapsed on top of me. "My God, Nikki, you are still hard!"

"I want to fuck you from behind," I gasped.

Quickly, in a flash, she rose from the sofa. My cock popped out of her cunt.

"Where?" she asked.

I got up. "Over that chair," I told her. 

"Where are you going?" she whimpered as she walked to the study. Buck naked, her enormous breasts jiggling with each step, she looked really beautiful.

"Go there and wait for me, slut," I snapped out. 

She smiled and walked over to the chair. 

I walked up to the TV and swiveled its base so that it faced the chair. My hard cock dangled in front of me and for a moment, I felt ridiculously proud of myself.

She smiled as I walked up behind her and pushed my cock against her back. She was about ten inches shorter than me, so I had to slightly hunch down.

She giggled when she felt my cock thrusting against her wet cunt. Her juices were really flowing.

"Wait, stud. Let me guide you." She spread her legs apart and reached behind to grab my cock. 

My cock had slid in a couple of inches inside her. Once it was in, I shoved my hips forward, making her cry out as I buried to the hilt. 

The by now familiar feeling of her wet cunt around my dick was enough to set me start the pace. She moaned and I grunted as I slammed in and out of her.

I reached for her breast with one hand, kneading the flesh as I pulled her hair to yank her head back.

"Oh God," she moaned.

We both watched the action on the TV where the black man was by now lying on the carpet and the big tit girl was bent down over his thighs. The large black cock was enveloped in the ample cleavage and she was thrusting her body back and forth to get fucked by it.

"Fuck me instead of watching that bitch, Nikki," she whimpered.

"Did you feel me slowing down?" I replied, increasing my pace further, slamming against and inside her.

She began to slam back. I rolled her nipple between my fingers, feeling the milk leak out.

"Let's watch some action while we fuck," I told her.

Goddamn! The black and the girl were now engaged in a sixty-nine!

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," she chanted.

"Take it, take it, take it, you slut," I replied.

"Ah yes, like that, harder, harder, deeper, deeper!"

I watched the TV as I fucked Shaila. 

I moved back and forth as I continued to pound her pussy, which was leaking juices by the bucket. Literally.

I grabbed both her breasts, unmindful of the milk oozing out into my hands and down my arms, fucking her powerfully.

"Oh God, she's got the whole thing in her mouth now and her head is bobbing like crazy! She's also jacking that portion of his cock, which comes out when her head goes back! She's sex starved!" cried out Shaila, watching the screen.

She might just be describing what she herself had done a while ago, I thought as I pumped in and out of her tight and wet cunt. 

Thank God the chair was a big massive one; or else, we'd be doing cartwheels all around the room.

"Fuck me, you son-of-a-bitch! Fuck me harder. Oh yes, like that, like that. God! But your donkey cock is really poking my cunt deep!"

It wasn't fair to call my dick as donkey cock. It was nowhere up to even a quarter of the length of a donkey's dick, I thought!

But I ignored the adjective (if it could be called that) she had used to describe my cock and continued to pound my cock in her hot and wet cunt. My balls slapped her ass and the noise that it was making sounded like some cop slapping a helpless prisoner! 

She was grunting and moaning all at once, thrusting back on to my cock. My hand was now dripping with her milk and her breasts kept slipping off my grip. So I lowered my hands down her voluptuous body, over her waist till I was holding her body by cradling my arms around her lower abdomen.

I felt one of her hands already there between her legs and was surprised that I hadn't noticed it before. She was fingering her clit while I fucked her from behind. I gently pushed her hand away and let one of my own hands drift down to her triangle. 

I didn't slow down when I encountered her clit: stiff as my cock and throbbing just as much. As I rubbed it with my fingers, she almost went over the edge, her voice coming out as a harsh shriek.

"Oh my God, oh yes, fuck my cunt harder, you brute, ah yes, do my clit like that, oh god, it feels so good, so good."

I watched her hair sweeping over her bare shoulders as I massaged her lower back with the other hand and thrust deeper and tighter into her wet pussy.




Hot Spots Ch. 02



Her howl echoed in the room and I knew she was reaching her climax. She swung her head around and hissed, "Kiss me when I come, kiss me hard!"

Her ass slapped against my belly with increasing frequency as we both quickened our pace. I leaned over her shoulders and kissed her on her mouth allowing her tongue to push inside mine. I sucked on it like it was her clit and she made deep moaning noises.

She quivered and pulsed her thighs rigid as wooden handles. 

"Hmmm, hmmm, mmfff..." was all she could utter incoherently as she thrust back against my cock one last time and climaxed.

I shoved my tongue deep into her mouth, pushing her tongue back. She started to suck on it. I didn't for a moment slow down or ease the pressure and as I humped her, she cried out in small bursts.

Finally, she wrenched her head away from me.

"Oh my god, Nikki! You are one hell of a fucker! Oh god, that cock of yours doesn't ever quit, does it? I bet you have fucked before; and if you really haven't then I envy the woman who gets to be your wife!"

Slowly, I pulled my cock out of her pussy. It came out with an audible pop that almost sounded like an explosion in the room because she was now quiet and drained. I suddenly noticed that the tape in the deck had run out too.

Her knees buckled and she collapsed to the floor, pushing away from the chair. As she lay on her back breathing heavily, I noticed the way her huge breasts raised and fell. The milk had made an incredible mess around her chest and belly and now it began to seep down over the side of her body and onto the floor.

I stood there beside her and watched her. I still hadn't come and was only too aware of my cock pulsating between my legs, the head pointing to the ceiling.

I walked around and stood above her, my legs on either side of her heaving body. She felt my heels pushing against the side of her belly and she opened her eyes.

"How do you want to come, stud?" she asked me in a tired voice.

"Do you need to ask?" I replied.

She smiled when she saw me lowering myself on her body. Her breasts had fallen away from each other and she now pulled her shoulders in. This had an effect of bringing her breasts together and she further grabbed a hold of them by their sides and pushed them towards each other.

"You really like to fuck me in my tits, Nikki, don't you?"

"Do you need to ask?" I repeated.

I had to push my cock off my belly so that it was now nestled between her wet breasts. She pushed them together again and this time managed to trap my cock in her cleavage.

"Ride them, my stud," she whispered.

And I did. Putting my hands over hers to crush the giant balls of flesh deeper towards each other, I began to fuck her breasts.

The lubrication was even better this time since my dick was covered up with her juices. 

Slop, slop, slop. I paused long enough for her to try and get her lips around the crown and then impatiently I began to move back and forth again.

"Stop," she said suddenly and I froze. What the hell?

"You have done enough, Nikki," she muttered, pushing me away. "You made me cum on that chair and it's only fair that I reciprocate."

I understood. Quick as a flash, I rose to my feet and walked to the chair, my cock bobbing in front of me. With a sigh, I lowered myself on the overstuffed chair and waited for her.

She took her own time to get to her knees. And then, her breasts bobbing pretty much the way my cock had, she crawled towards me.

Eagerly, I awaited her. She grabbed the armrests of the chair and hauled herself in between my out stretched legs.

She grabbed my hips and closed in till her breasts were mashed against my cock. Leaning back from her waist, she said, "All you have to do is put that rod of yours between my tits."

Eagerly, I complied with her request. She scooped up my prick with her melons and began to bob her body up and down.

It was a heavenly feeling. I just rested back against the cushions and let her do the work. And boy! She did!

My dick was nowhere in sight as she manipulated her breasts over it. I could, however, feel my cock gliding up and down through her massive cleavage.

The sides of her breasts scraped against the flesh of my shaft. I noticed that there wasn't much milk now. Perhaps, I had drained most of it. 

She looked up at me and smiled a sluttish smile. I couldn't contain myself anymore and leaned down to kiss her open mouth while she continued to drag her breasts up and down over my cock. I licked her lips and then, her teeth. She opened her mouth wider so I could lick the roof of her mouth and her tongue.

I felt my juices rising within my swollen balls and I knew I was going to come sooner than I wanted to. I had held myself back for quite a while now. And when I felt her fingers stroking my balls, I let out a gasp and kissed her harder on her mouth.

I brought my legs together till my thighs too were pressing her breasts around my sliding cock. 

"Go on, baby," she moaned, drawing back from my mouth. "Cum all over my tits now. Don't hold back any longer, now, I want to feel your hot cum splash my tits and face, give me your cum, give it to me!"

I began pumping my hips up and down, shifting my hands to her shoulders. When I thrust up, she would drag her breasts down and when I drew back, she would bring her breasts up over my cock.

She drew her neck back so that we could watch the tip of my cock pole out from the top of her big breasts. It was an angry purple by now and throbbing with an intensity I hadn't thought would be possible.

"Oh fuck," I yelled, slamming my hips furiously to counter her movements. "Oh fucking shit! Oh my god, I think I am going to come now! Oh yes, my slut, my bitch, my whore, fuck my cock with your tits, ah yes, harder, harder, you bitch, faster, yes, oh yes! Fuck, fuck, fuck it harder, oh fuck, fuck my dick with your tits, you slut, ah yessss..."

My shaft was now a blur in her cleavage and she began to grunt and moan. I grabbed her swollen nipples and pinching them, I pulled them toward each other.

My ass came off the chair and I let out a howl.

And then, finally, I exploded.

It began from the depths of my body, coursed through my turgid balls and expanded my shaft to what I thought was enormous proportions. And when it finally escaped from the slit of my cock, it was like a shot from a gun; only, it wasn't a single shot, but a number of them, blasting out.

This time, I affixed my eyes on the sight of my cock fucking her breasts, wanting to watch all of the action till the very end.

I saw the first blast hit her chin and she immediately bent down, her mouth opening wide. The second blast shot into her mouth and I drew my cock back, fiercely pushing her breasts together. The third blast hit her chin again and with a long wail, she struggled out from between my thighs to free my pulsating cock from her cleavage. 

She grabbed the base of my cock and jerked hard on it. The next series of blasts, she directed herself over her upturned face. 

On my part, I thrust my hips out, allowing her to milk my shaft with her dainty fist. I gasped and panted and breathed heavily, my chest rising and falling with the exertion. 

She still clutched my prick when it was all over and as I looked down, I could see the mess on her face, her neck and her breasts. I was truly amazed by the amount of juices that I had shot out. I had never really imagined that it would have been possible for me to produce so much jizz. 

I let her gobble my now-drained cock back into her mouth and suck on it furiously; it was almost as if she wanted the juice to keep flowing from my prick.

But I realized that it was over. Just as I had drained her milk from her breasts, she too had drained my sperm from my cock.

We were even!

******

When we were at it together, it was as if we had been a pair of wild animals. In the aftermath of our orgasms, I flopped back on the chair and she on the floor, both of us breathing erratically. 

For almost ten minutes or so, neither of us said anything at all and the only noises in the room were that of our labored breathing. 

My hands lay flopped on the armrests of the chair, while she lazily rubbed my juices over her face and her breasts, occasionally, sliding a finger in her mouth and sucking on it.

God! She was amazing! I watched her lick off my juices off her body and suddenly realized that it was mixed with her milk, our saliva and our sweat. Apparently, the combined taste seemed to fascinate her.

Finally, she rose off the floor and the juices began to dribble down over the rest of her voluptuous body. 

"I think I'd better clean up," she said, her voice hollow.

"Yes. I think so too," I replied unnecessarily.

I closed my eyes and leaned back into the chair till I felt a wet towel brushing my face. My eyes flew open.

"Sorry, partner," she whispered, "I really didn't want to disturb you. You were sleeping like a baby. But it's been almost fifteen minutes since I started cleaning up." 

I looked around. Yes, everything was spick and span. The carpet was straightened, the TV monitor back into place, the sofa patted straight.

She had apparently rubbed her body off because there was no sign of the mess we had made. She was still naked and I watched her lean into me and gently pat my face with the warm, wet towel.

I basked in the luxury and closed my eyes again. The towel lowered down my face and rubbed over my chest and shoulders. She cleaned my belly and then lowered the towel to my legs. I spread them apart, allowing her access to my cock and my balls. She rubbed the length of my legs and the side of my waist.

"I think it'd be a better idea if you take a shower," she murmured. "You are so sticky!"

I reached out with my hand and slid them over her shoulders and her wonderful face.

"So are you, Shaila. Still sticky."

"Am I really?" she asked anxiously.

"What the hell do you think?" I replied. "That with all the milk and spunk and saliva and sweat flying around us, a little dab with a wet towel's going to get that stickiness out? No way, baby." 

She looked dubiously at her breasts and rubbed them with her hands. She nodded.

"You are right. I need a shower. I'm happier this way, mind you, but there's hardly an hour or so left for Salil to return home."

"Great. Mind if I join you in the shower? That would be faster for both of us."

She laughed her delightful laugh, revealing her perfect teeth. "Are you suggesting what I suspect you are?"

I laughed with her. It is amazing what a fuck can do to open you up. It had certainly driven away my initial apprehensions and there was a confidence in me now, the kind of which I had never dreamt of before.

"But then you are so damned sexy, Shaila, I won't be surprised if I carry an hard on as long as I stay here."

"Remember, Salil should be home in around," she glanced at the wall clock and continued, "about an hour and a quarter."

"To some that may seem to be a very short time and then again, to some that is an awfully long period."

"You mean you could get that cock of yours up and going again?" she asked incredulously. 

"I'm not worried about whether that would happen or not. I reckon only time can tell. All I said was that with you walking around me, I wouldn't be surprised if it does."

She rolled her eyes. "Oh to be eighteen again! Come on then, let's get started. Get a towel, I will run the bath. We will use the bathroom attached to our bedroom."

I waited till she walked away, watching her ass sway seductively, her large breasts jiggling. Lazily, I struggled to my feet and made my way to the guest room.

I rummaged around in my bag. I was carrying an extra towel (Bless mom!) and I pulled it out. Shaila had laid my shorts and my t-shirt carefully in the bed. Well, I thought, I would wear them after the bath.

There was a hell of a lot of steam in her bathroom. To my surprise, I noticed that she hadn't filled up the large tub, sunk into the floor at one end of the huge bedroom. Instead, she had filled up no less than four buckets with water and had put out a couple of comfortable plastic stools in front of them.

"Hi, come on in," she said in a sultry voice as she sat down on one of the stools. Already, the steam wafting off the buckets, had managed to run in rivulets down her body. It was as if she was sweating heavily.

I felt the heat of the steam myself as I lowered myself to the other stool beside her.

She handed over a mug to me, taking another for her. 

"You bathe me, I will bathe you," she said.

And so it began. I almost jumped off the stool when she poured the first mug full of hot water over my head.

"Oh god, Shaila! I don't use water that hot," I said.

Before I could move, she poured another mug of water over my head. This time the water was cold. Not just cool or cold, but chilled.

"Oops," I yelped.

I peered at the buckets through the steam and realized that this amazing woman had actually put in ice cubes in two buckets and hot water in the other two.

The effect of the chilled water after the searing hot water was electric. I felt my face flushing and sparks coursed through my entire body.

I let my toes touch the pair of buckets in front of me, and deciding to surprise her, I filled up one mug with the chilled water and poured it over her head.

"Brrr..." she chattered. "You bastard!"

Quickly, I followed up with a mug full of the hot water and she gasped.

We continued to pour the water over each other in this fashion till the buckets were empty. It was strangely erotic, I guess and whenever I glimpsed at her wet voluptuous body, dripping with water, my groin tingled.

"Now for the soap," she panted.

We turned around in the stool as she let the taps open to refill the buckets; this time, she used equal amounts of hot and cold water to flow into the bucket.

"Let me do you first," I told her.

I got off the stool and knelt beside her, a bar of soap in my hands. It was sandalwood perfumed and I began to rub it over her face. 

She closed her eyes and let me work up the lather. Satisfied that I had scrubbed her entire face, I started to work around her neck and her shoulders.

"Rinse off the soap from my face, Nikki. It stings!" she murmured.

I poured a couple of mugs of lukewarm water over her face while she rubbed her eyes with her wrists, till her face, neck and shoulders were rinsed off the soap.

She opened her eyes and instinctively glanced at my cock. The feeling of rubbing her soft skin had its desired effect on me and my cock was semi-hard. She gave me one of her sultry smiles and reached out for the second bar of soap.

"Not yet," I rasped out. "Turn around and let me clean your back for you."

She obeyed. I pushed her wet hair, tucking them over one ear so that it loped over her front and began to soap her back. 

"Raise your hands; let me soap your armpits," I gasped hoarsely.

She raised her hands. It presented me a very sexy pose indeed. Hunched over the stool, the soft expanse of her soaped up back, the hands raised to reveal her waxed armpits and the sides of her large billowy breasts sent another burst of electricity through my loins and I suddenly became aware of my painful erection.

Oh god, I thought, this is crazy! So much in so little a time! I wondered if I was a sex maniac or whether this effect was purely because of the fact that this was my first time with a fully naked and sexy woman.

I soaped her armpits and her arms, moving my hands down the sides of her waist to soap that area as well. Working up a nice lather, I slipped my hands around her belly and began to soap her there.

"Oh Nikki, this is so sexy!" she murmured, leaning back to rest the back of her head against my belly. I felt the tip of my cock brushing the top of her neck and she gasped.

"Oh my god, you have got another hard on!"

She started to reach back, lowering her hands.

"Don't!" I commanded. "Keep your hands raised. I still have to rinse them off."

She obeyed me yet again and waited patiently as I poured another couple of mugs of the water over her back, letting the soap on her belly remain in its place.

I began to now seriously soap her front, still hunched up behind her. I did the top of her neck at the front and then, very slowly, and just as gently, I moved my hands to her voluminous breasts.

She shivered. "Ohhhhh god! That is making me horny!"

I was careful not to squeeze her breasts, satisfying myself by just letting my hands move gently over them.

"That's it, baby," she cooed. "Gently does it. I have to let them recharge."

"How long does it take for the milk to fill these up again?" I asked more out of curiosity rather than by way of any special information.

She laughed at that. "Oh, I fill up very quickly. Very, very quickly indeed. In fact, if junior doesn't suckle me at frequencies of about three hours on the trot, I have to squeeze out as much of it as possible. Four hours and I need a pump."

"Gee, what a shame!" I told her. "Turn around and face me now."

She did. The water from the taps had filled up the bucket and I slid another empty one under them after pushing the filled up bucket aside.

"Spread your legs," I told her. She willingly did, exposing her pink glistening pussy to me. 

I rinsed off her neck and breasts with some more water watching it glide down her legs. I couldn't tell if the wetness of her pussy was caused by the water or by her present state of mind.

"Wait," I told her. "I'm going to shave your pussy."

She fixed her eyes on mine. "Really? And what do I tell Salil?"

"Tell her you did it for fun!" I replied.

"I usually keep it trimmed; but never have shaved it off completely."

"Well, Uncle would be in for a pleasant surprise," I replied walking over to the cabinet above the large sink where I had noticed Uncle's shaving gear.

"As if he would notice!" she bit out sarcastically.

I paused and looked at her. "You mean he doesn't do you often?" I asked. For some strange reason, I felt guilty when I mentioned him.

"Ha!" she snorted watching me with wide eyes as I made my way towards her. Rather, her eyes were devouring my erection.

"Really?" I asked, soaping up her pussy with the gel, feeling her shudder when the cold stuff spread over her cunt.

"These days I am lucky if he gets it with me once or maybe twice a week."

"You don't say!" I was astonished.

"I promise. Not that he isn't inventive, though I confess he could hardly hold a candle to you. But these kind of meetings are getting on more and more often and by the time he returns home, semi drunk, the most he would do is maybe masturbate me and then let me jerk him off."

I carefully spread the gel around her pussy, lifting her hips up and holding it against her body.

"Was he always like that?"

"You are kidding! After we got married, all he wanted to do was keep fucking. It wasn't the kind of fucking we were into today, but he just wanted to fuck and fuck. Then came the trip to London."

I began to gently shave her with the razor. "And?" I prompted when she moaned and stopped talking.

"Well, his colleagues there took him out to watch some porn stuff in the theatres and he got addicted to them. That's when he started his collection. Funnily, he hardly ever tries that kind of stuff he watches on the tapes on me. Maybe he started to enjoy me being on top. We were not new to oral sex, having involved in it briefly even before our marriage. Sixty-nine is his favorite and even today he loves it. But apart from that, what he enjoys most when we watch the tape is for me to either jerk him off or suck him off."

I almost blurted out to her that I had seen them in the sixty-nine on the night of their marriage, but decided to keep this to myself; at least for now. I listened to this fascinating piece of information as I completed shaving her pussy.




Hot Spots Ch. 03



Things were never the same again for us, as we both knew they would never be. 

For the first time in my life, I had fallen in love.

At twenty-five, Shaila, my cousin sister, was almost seven years older than I was. But I thought, that love was a strange thing.

That it wasn't love, but plain and pure raw sex, dawned upon me in the following week.

I woke up pretty late the next day with a painful erection. I had dreamt quite a bit and of course, the dreams were all about her.

"Nice sleep, buddy?" My uncle was incredibly fresh considering how drunk he had been the previous night.

"Yes, thank you. And you?"

"Slept like a baby," he chuckled. He was at the dining table, reading the newspaper, already dressed in his suit that he wore to the college. 

I had just brushed my teeth, sat on the pot and had showered. I was dressed in a plain t-shirt and jeans. As I took my place in front of him, I heard the noises in the kitchen, which meant Shaila was in there.

"I heard that you and Shaila had a nice long chat yesterday. Come on pal, you don't come to Mumbai too often. Hey, tell you what, why don't you come over to the college? The campus is great and what's more, I bet you will love those groovy chicks," he laughed.

I laughed. "Aw shucks, uncle, I really have no time for girls!"

Shaila entered the dining room with a tray loaded with his breakfast and a jug of coffee. 

"What's all that laughing about?" she asked laying the tray down on the table. 

If I had expected any awkward movements from her, I was wrong. She was cool, a lot cooler than me. 

I looked at her out of the corner of my eyes. She had bathed and was wearing a plain and simple one-piece frock that had a pair of straps on her shoulders. It reached down to her knees and she had tucked the loose white blouse inside. The blouse was of course buttoned in front. I suddenly realized that the baby was gurgling in the crib she had obviously wheeled in from their bedroom.

"Oh, I was just telling Nikhil about the gorgeous girls he could get to see if he drops in at the campus," he laughed, picking up his toast.

"Oh yes, Nikki, why don't you go over there?" Shaila laughed.

"Nikki?" my uncle asked. "What kind of a wimp short cut name is that? It sounds like you are talking about a girl or some kind of a faggot."

"Oh come on, Salil. You know that everybody calls him by that name."

"And I always say that it sounds like a fruitcake name. Come on, now, Nikhil is such a good name."

"That's okay, uncle," I interrupted. "I'm used to it by now. In fact, back at college, there's a girl in my class called Nicole and everybody calls her Nicky as well. It used to bother me at first, but not any longer now."

He gave a short laugh and turned his attention to his breakfast while I poured myself a cup of coffee.

"Any coffee for you, Shaila?" I asked looking into her eyes. 

"Oh no, thanks. I am trying to cut down on it."

I rose with the coffee in my hand and walked to the crib placed behind my uncle.

"Hey buster, how are you this morning?" I asked him, letting the back of my hands slide gently over his cheek. The guy gurgled happily and then yawned.

I looked up at Shaila who was just in the process of sitting down on the chair by the side of uncle. As she looked at me, I winked.

She quickly glanced at her husband, and noticing that he was engrossed in the newspaper, she quickly winked back at me.

I recalled yesterday night. He had walked in the apartment, swaying on his feet. Not talking too much, he had staggered into his bedroom, Shaila at his heels.

Much later, I had crept up to their door. It was shut, of course, but I could hear him grunting in time with the squeaking mattress.

I knew that they had made love.

I chatted with junior and I knew he was sleepy.

"Sure has an odd hour, huh?" I asked, coming back to the table. "I mean, the guy's sleepy already."

"Sleeps most of the time, like your sister here."

The sister part of it stung and I flushed. Was it true then that I was involved in incest?

Fuck it, I thought. If it was incest, then I loved it.

"Don't you have a holiday today?" I asked him.

"No buddy. Fridays and Saturdays are very hectic…"

"As are the rest of the days," Shaila interrupted.

"Very funny," he shot back, taking a bite of his toast, "Actually, Nikhil, I'm supposed to be off on Sundays. But with the approaching semesters, the students have requested me for extra classes on that day too. Mind you, I'm going to have a couple of days off so that we could all go sight seeing and perhaps take on a good dinner in a decent joint."

The baby began to bawl and Shaila hurried towards the crib, picking him up. "Oh, so sorry, baby, mama almost forgot. It's time for your grub and your sleep."

When she said ‘grub' she winked at me and I felt myself growing hard. 

"You are leaving, Salil? Because I'm going to put junior to sleep," she told her husband.

"I'm waiting for a call from the office," uncle replied, washing down his breakfast with a glass of orange juice. "The dolts there are supposed to inform me which papers to bring today. So I don't really know when I'm leaving."

"Okay," she replied, walking to their bedroom. "Just shout out when you are leaving and call me because you are going to be late today as well."

"Very funny," he replied, picking up the paper again. "Anyway, Nikhil is here. So he will know when I'm leaving."

She disappeared inside, already unbuttoning the front of her blouse. This succeeded in getting my cock harder.

The dining room was an extension of the living room, so uncle got up from the table and had to walk about ten steps to reach the sofa and flop down on it. 

Images of what Shaila and me did on the very same sofa, watching the TV flashed through my mind and my body tingled.

I went up to the chair and took my seat there, picking up the supplement of the newspaper. Again, the vision of Shaila, bent over this chair flashed through my mind.

God, but I was getting horny as hell and couldn't wait for uncle to leave.

To get to the guest room, I had to walk past their bedroom. I just HAD to see her breasts again. I fidgeted on the chair, making sure that the newspaper was draped across the crotch of the jeans I was wearing. I didn't want him to notice the bulge there.

"I'm going to try and solve this crossword," I announced, rising to my feet. "I'll get my pencil."

"Use that pen," he advised, not taking his eyes off the paper he was so engrossed in.

"I prefer pencils so that I can erase my mistakes," I laughed, walking toward the guest room.

He chuckled and waved at me. "Your choice, buddy."

I rushed to the room and extracted the pencil from my bag, stuffing it into the pocket of my jeans. Then, I slowly pedaled across the passage and crept to their bedroom. 

She was seated cross-legged on the bed, her breasts out of her blouse, leaning down to allow junior to suckle at her teat.

She was seated on the edge of the bed and from that angle we could easily see uncle's reflection in the TV monitor.

She turned to face me as I quickly slipped across the room. She tilted her head up to me and I lowered my open mouth onto hers, kissing her brutally.

Our eyes were on the TV screen to make sure that her husband stayed in the reflection. She opened her mouth and allowed my tongue to invade it. She sucked furiously on it and even as she pulled junior to her breast, she reached out one hand and squeezed my crotch hard.

I pulled away reluctantly and she drew her hand back.

"Patience," she whispered.

"I just can't wait," I whispered back.

I quickly walked back to the living room and sat down on the chair pulling out the pencil from the pocket of my jeans and that was when the phone rang.

Uncle, seated on the sofa, leaned across and picked up the phone. "Yes?"

My pulse quickened as he grunted his "yes's'" and "no's" because I knew that he would be leaving shortly.

He covered the mouthpiece with one hand and said, "Hey Nikhil, if you don't mind, there's a green file in my bedroom in the closet by the bathroom. Will you look for it and get it for me? Till then, I will dictate today's agenda to my P.A."

"Oh sure, uncle, I will," I replied, rising up from the chair and casually walking into the bedroom. 

Junior was lying in his mother's lap, eyes closed and she was rocking her lap in a gentle rhythm.

"He wants his green file," I whispered, quickly walking up to her. 

Continuing to rock the baby, she looked up and allowed me to french kiss her, thrusting my tongue into her mouth. Gently, she pushed me back.

"The file is in that closet. Top shelf, left side. And do be patient, Nikki. You are turning me on."

The top four buttons of her blouse were off and her breasts were exposed. Quickly, I bent down, taking her right nipple into my mouth and sucking hard on it. I felt the warm milk spurt into me.

Just as quickly, I walked to the closet, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand and swallowing the sweet milk.

I found the file, winked at her and walked back to the living room. I handed over the file to uncle, who smiled at me.

"Thanks," he whispered and continued to talk into the mouthpiece as he fumbled with the file.

It took him almost ten minutes to finish his conversation and most of it was a series of grunts and some technical and un-pronounceable words. 

Finally, he put the phone back on the cradle and stuffed the file in his briefcase.

When he rose from the sofa, I felt my heart beating faster and my cock getting stiffer.

Shaila walked in, her blouse buttoned up.

"Ah, just in time," uncle said, picking up his briefcase. "I was just about to leave. Okay, pal, have a good time. Hey Shaila, why don't you take him around the beach when junior is up?"

"That's what I was planning to do," she replied.

"Yes. Okay, then, see you. I will call you if I have to stay back. Excuse me, buddy."

"No problems, uncle. Like Dad tells mom: When there's work to be done, everything else comes later."

"Wise man, your dad," he smiled and left for his office.

I continued to sit on the chair till Shaila put the chain on the door and shot the bolt home. Then, as if I was on fire (which I was), I leaped up and took five long strides till I was standing beside her, just next to the door.

She turned around and I was all over her. Pushing her back against the door, I bent down and kissed her.

She put her arms around my shoulders and pressed her body against mine. Her tongue pushed into my mouth and as I sucked it, I brought my hands up between our bodies to grab her heavy breasts.

She moaned when I squeezed those awesome breasts.

The front of her blouse got wet in next to no time as the milk spurted out. She pushed one hand down and cupped my bulge, rubbing her palms over it.

I unbuttoned her blouse and pushed the straps of the frock off her shoulders even as she unzipped me and shoved one hand inside the jeans.

I groaned when she pulled out my throbbing cock out of my underwear. Her hands were hot and moist on my flesh and she began to jerk me off, fondling my balls with one hand.

I pushed her tongue back into her mouth with mine so that she could suck on it. She wasn't wearing a bra and as her breasts tumbled out, I kneaded them powerfully. The liquid burst out and I gently pinched her erect nipples between my thumbs and forefingers. 

Her hands drew back from my cock and she began to unbutton my jeans urgently. I leaned back from my waist to allow her to push my jeans and underwear down over my legs. 

As I kicked away my garments, I reluctantly drew my mouth off hers, gasping for breath. I pulled her frock down her body. She emerged out of it, clad now, only in a pair of black panties, which contrasted against her white skin.

"Oh god, Nikki, I am so horny," she moaned.

I pulled my t-shirt away watching her strip her panties down over her legs. 

Both of us were naked now and still standing in the doorway. I bent down, my hands back on her breasts, to take one nipple in my mouth. I sucked. Warm milk exploded down my parched throat.

"Oh god, Nikki, at least let's get inside."

I pushed against her body and walked her over to the second bedroom that was unoccupied. 

The room had a single bed in a corner, a desk and a chair, a small couch at the window and a settee next to the wardrobe and near the bathroom door.

I pushed her impatiently onto the settee. She fell on her back, her legs instinctively spreading apart.

"The other way," I gasped.

She understood. She spun around on the settee so that she was now lying on her back across it, her head dangling down the edge. The settee was so narrow, that in this position as her head dangled down one edge, her legs were resting on the floor off the other edge.

I made my move by spreading my legs apart and shuffling closer to the settee. Reaching down, I grabbed my cock and slapped it on her face. Her head was upside down and that splayed her hair on the floor.

I rubbed the tip of my cock across her lips. She opened her mouth and tried to take my cock inside.

"No," I said, "I want to slide my cock across your lips."

She smiled and pouted her lips. I pressed the underside of my dick on her lips and moved back and forth across them. 

"I'm fucking your lips, slut," I told her.

"Mmmmm…" she moaned.

I leaned forward from my waist and without any finesse, thrust my forefinger into the wide-open lips of her cunt.

"Ahhhhh," she sighed, "Fuck my cunt with your fingers."

Two things happened.

One, because she opened her mouth to speak, my cock slipped inside her oral cavity and two, because she said "fingers" I added another finger in her cunt.

Now that my cock was well inside her mouth, I began to move to and fro, pushing more of my meat inside her. She had slapped away my hand and replaced it with hers on my cock. Rather, they were now fondling my balls because she had the entire length of my dick firmly embedded inside her mouth and she had nowhere else to fondle.

I kneaded her breast with my hand, now that it was free. I watched the milk shoot out from the nipple and land on my belly. There was so much of the stuff in her that it looked like a fountain spurting upwards.

Unable to control myself, I leaned further down and continuing to fuck her cunt with my fingers, lowered my face so that I could lick her there.

Her knees bucked up to press her cunt deeper into my face. I felt her legs wrap around my neck and drawing me towards her as I licked her labia in slow long strokes.

I began to pump my hips back and forth, fucking her mouth steadily, afraid that I might lose it all too early. I was horny; make no mistake about it. But at the same time, I wanted this to last.

She was making it difficult for me to do that because she was using her throat muscles now. Expand. Contract. Push and pull. Sweep her tongue over the underside of my shaft and then sweep it over the topside till it was thoroughly wet with her saliva.

Her legs tightened around my neck as I felt her spasms taking control of her body. I put my mouth on her clit and she uttered a low guttural moan.

She pulled her head away, releasing my cock from her mouth.

"God, oh my God, I'm coming, oh yes, fuck my cunt, lick my clit, oh yes, oh yes, ugghhh…" 

I slipped my hand down to my cock and rubbed the tip over her face. I did not allow my fingers to slow down and continued to fuck her cunt with them.

She cried out in ecstasy as she came again, flooding my face with her juices, raking my ass with her fingernails. 

I felt her going limp. I could hear her labored breathing.

I rose off her body and knelt on the floor. I crouched down and kissed her. It was strange, kissing her face in that position. Her head still dangled down the edge of the settee and when I kissed her "inverted" mouth, I felt her hair on my chest.

I could taste myself on her lips and was pretty sure that she tasted herself on mine. I sucked on her lower lip and then spread my mouth wide over hers. Our tongues dueled in the warm confines of her mouth and I now captured her breasts with my hands, unmindful of the milk that literally poured over my palms.

I pulled away panting. 

"I want you to come on my face," she whimpered.

I hunched up on the settee and used my hands to spread the milk over my shaft. She watched me as I spread the stuff over my glans and wrapping one fist over the shaft, I jerked it to and fro. My palms slipped over the smooth skin of my cock.

Finally, I pulled her body further down the settee till her head was touching the floor.

"Wait, wait," she said breathlessly. "I want you to really fuck my mouth."

As if I already hadn't!

She clambered up from her position to sit on the edge of the settee and said, "Now, come on lover boy, fuck my mouth with your cock."

I took one step towards her and thrust my dick in her mouth. She clamped her lips over the shaft and began to suck. I held her head firmly with my hands and began to pound into her mouth.

My cock slipped effortlessly in and out of her wet mouth. I held her breasts in my hands: I just couldn't keep my hands away from them.

She pulled my cock out of her mouth and held her wet breasts together around my cock by leaning forward. Even before I could think of beginning to fuck her breasts, she began moving her body up and down, squeezing my cock in her cleavage.

"Oh, yes, lover, fuck in my tits, fuck in them, harder, faster, ah yes, fuck, fuck, come now lover boy, come for your slut…"

I couldn't hold back anymore and pulling my cock out from her heavenly breasts, I thrust it against her face.

She grabbed it with her hands and jerked me off furiously, her eyes fixed on it.

I groaned, feeling the juice gather in my balls.

"I…I…I'm…cumming, oh shit…I'm going to come!" I yelled, moving my hips to match the movements of her hands on my cock.

She opened her mouth and raised her eyes to look into mine expectantly.

I blasted.

One, two, three, four, five…oh god, I lost count again and just kept unloading my juice. She directed my shaft, first on her breasts and then all over her face. 

I painted her with my semen. She had my spunk on her nose, on her cheeks, on her chin, on her forehead and in her hair. She had to blink her eyes when my jizz hit them. But she continued to masturbate me.

The world spun around me and I wailed in anguish and pleasure. I felt a hollow in my belly as if a part of my flesh had disappeared from there.

When my cock became limp, she took it in her mouth and gently ran her tongue over it, cleaning it with her saliva. At the same time, she used her other hand to rub the juices all over her face.

When I crashed down on the floor, I pulled her along with me.

******

"I heard grunts and the bed was squeaking."

"Ha. I was feeding junior and Salil happened to glance between my legs."

"Just like that?"

"He was in a semi-slumber, but not so much that he couldn't notice that my pussy was shaved."

"You don't say! You sleep without your panties?"

She chuckled. "Yesterday night, after our shower, I was feeling so hot! I could think of nothing but your cock fucking in my tits. I wanted to rub myself when junior began to wail. Naturally, I had to sit cross-legged and feed him. That made my gown slide right up my legs and Salil got a ringside view of my cunt."

"So what did he say?"

"He waited till junior was asleep and asked me what happened to the hairs. I told him I shaved them off for the heck of it."

"And?"

"He just pushed me onto my back and went down on me. He slobbered and sucked my cunt. I wanted him to continue, but he was so horny, he merely pushed his pajamas down his legs, mounted me and pushed his cock inside my cunt."




Hot Spots Ch. 03



"You got off?"

She laughed again, fondling my flaccid cock.

"He was so drunk, he hardly had to stroke a few times before unloading his cum inside me. Then, he just rolled over, grunted and went to sleep. I had to play with my clit to bring myself off."

"What a shame!" You could have slipped into my room. I could have brought you off with my cock."

"God, Nikki! Don't tell me you could do it one more time after all those orgasms you had yesterday."

"I told you. With you around, my cock hardly needs any further reason to get hard. Look at it now. It's already beginning to get hard."

"You are so sweet, stud."

"Why does he never fuck your tits?" I asked curiously. "I mean, you did tell me that you loved doing it."

"I don't know why he hasn't thought of it in spite of us having watched all those videos. He sucks them and licks them but so far he has never thought of sliding his cock between my tits."

"How and when did you begin to like that?" I asked.

She blushed. Bending down to lay her head in my lap, she licked my shaft, fondling my balls.

"Ever since I saw it the first time on film when we were in London, I wanted to experience it. I just don't know how to tell him that. You know what? I borrowed that cassette that we saw yesterday and have watched it with Salil twice. He just didn't get the hint."

"You borrowed it from where?"

She hesitated. "Well…I guess there's no harm in telling you. That window in this room overlooks the adjacent apartment. One of my best friends owns it. Her name is Nina and she's been married just a year ago. I knew her from my college days and we have no secrets." 

"She's a tit-fuck freak too?" I asked massaging her lovely breasts.

She giggled. "Tit-fuck freak! I love that. You bet she is! Mine became big after I got pregnant. She has always had awfully big natural ones. In fact, I remember when she turned around sixteen or so. Her big tits always were the center of attraction at college. And when she was in a typical sluttish mood she would wear these tight blouses that accentuated them. 

"At times, she intentionally wore no bra. She still has that habit. I remember one such occasion when she was bra-less and we were caught up in a thundershower. When we boarded the bus to get home, we were drenched and you could plainly see her big nipples punch through that skimpy top she was wearing. Every body was staring at her and it was turning me on too!"

"You don't say!" I laughed. 

"Nikki, I don't know about you guys, but Nina and me often played with each other. She adored eating me out and I always went after her tits."

I was startled. "You still do it?"

She flushed, yanking my dick to and fro. "Sometimes."

That information was enough for my cock to stiffen and she giggled.

"Oh my, Nikki! Does that make you hot?"

"I never saw two women doing it."

"These days, she goes crazy when I use a strap-on and fuck in her tits. Luckily for her, Sushil, her husband, has this fetish like you do. Like you, he adores fucking in her tits. She tells me that she's lucky and gets disappointed when I mention to her that Salil isn't yet into it."

My cock began to get bigger and bigger as she told me the story. 

"How is Nina like to look at?" I asked her.

She laughed, gently slapping her face with my hard on.

"Outstanding!" she replied. "She's much taller than me: say about five-seven or eight. She's a slightly darker version of Ursula Andres and I'm not kidding. Her nickname was and still is Ursula for the actress. Her face, her body, her mannerisms; all are on the lines of Andres. And boy, is she hot! Sometimes I think she's a kind of a nympho."

"You mean she got it on with a lot of guys?"

"No, nothing like that. But she's always in heat. Kept her virginity intact though and lost it to Sushil after her marriage. But that didn't stop her from some pretty heavy necking before she got married. She used to have sessions with quite a lot of guys. She would let them play with her tits and her cunt. But when it came to relieving them of their pressure, she used her hands and her mouth; not her cunt."

"Wow!" I exclaimed, slipping one hand down her belly to play with her moist cunt lips.

"Even today, when she sees a good specimen, she gets interested and…" Her voice trailed off.

"What?" I prompted, pushing a finger in her cunt.

"She's also a exhibitionist. She likes to reveal her body. And I was just wondering if…"

"Yes?"

"Obviously, you are a dedicated voyeur. The binoculars and yesterday's events tell me that. Supposing, just supposing I tell her that a very good pal of mine is fascinated with watching people get it on with each other, she may just want to put on a show. Interested?"

My cock leaped in her hands and answered her superfluous question.

"I take that as a yes," she laughed.

I nodded dumbly. 

"Sushil comes home pretty early and maybe I could just swing it. Let me make a call."

We were seated on the small couch near the window and she had pulled back the drapes slightly when she had pointed out Nina's apartment to me.

She got up to her feet and walked out of the room leaving me there with a throbbing cock pointed at the ceiling. I heard her soft voice as she spoke to her friend on the phone and I glanced at Nina's apartment through the window. I suppose it was a mirror of this apartment because it had the same arrangement of windows and balconies. 

I remembered watching Ursula in a few films. Shaila never had the habit of exaggerating. I knew that if she thought Nina was like Ursula then she was. 

Shaila hurried into the room, a huge smile on her face and I knew it had worked.

"Done. She just asked me if my friend was a he or she. When I told her it was a he, she got mischievous and began to suggest what I knew she would."

"You told her about us?" I was alarmed.

"Relax, stud. It doesn't mean that just because I told her the truth about us, she's going to publish it. I know a lot of things she and her husband do. They are pretty kinky and often, they have experienced threesomes."

"What?" I exclaimed.

She giggled. "Come on, Nikki. We aren't living in the Stone Age. They even wanted to swing with Salil and me and have dropped enough hints. But I think we are still not prepared for it."

"You spoke about this to uncle?"

"Not in detail but enough for him to get the hint. I think he's interested; who wouldn't be with a siren like Nina? But he's hinted that the baby would be a hindrance and that he'd rather bide his time."

"Shit!" I muttered, sliding my hand down over the expanse of her soft belly till I was fingering her pussy lips. "Nina ever tell you about the groupies that she and her husband had?"

Shaila looked up at me, her eyes sparkling. "Yes of course. We are good friends and don't hide anything from each other." She tugged my cock. "You are getting randy, aren't you, Nikki?"

I shrugged nonchalantly, though I knew she could tell she was right by the way my cock was throbbing in her hands.

"The videos we saw yesterday were outstanding. But to hear about someone actually doing it in real, oh wow!"

"She was telling me about one of the sessions that she and her husband had a few weeks ago when they went for a short vacation at a hill station. They were staying in this motel and there was this elderly guy staying right next to their room. They got to know each other, shared a few drinks too many and soon were in their room. Sushil apparently made the first move while they were watching some film over the cable. The old man thought that Spears danced pretty well and Sushil told him that Nina was a better dancer. And to prove that, he suggested to his wife to give them a demonstration."

All this was getting to me and I had to lean forward to take one engorged nipple into my mouth even as she slowly pumped my dick up and down.

She must have realized that because she continued with the story. 

"It wasn't too long before Nina began to actually do a striptease. When she was down to her bra and panties, she flopped onto her husband's lap and began to grind her ass against his hard-on. The old man was sitting next to them and Nina told me that he had an erection inside his pants that resembled something of a tent. That's when Sushil asked her to check whether she had managed to arouse the man with her dance. From then on, all she had to do was put her hand over the man's bulge and wham! She told me that it took less than a minute for them to get naked and she was on her fours, the man drilling her cunt from behind while she sucked on her husband's cock."

As I sucked on her breast, I slid a finger inside her pussy. I wasn't the only one getting turned on. She was wet down there and my finger easily went in all the way.

"They ended the first session with her kneeling on the floor, a cock on either side of her, jerking them off till they came all over her face."

"Wow!" I exclaimed. "I had heard about the elite in this country having gang bangs and orgies. But to hear that the middle class is into it, well, it is mind blowing!"

She fondled my now erect dick with one fist and cradled my swollen balls with the palm of her other hand. I was playing with her stiff clit.

"So, about Nina," she said, deciding that she had enough of story-telling, "the fact that I told her about us will make her hotter than ever and you can bet she will give us a performance that we will remember for the rest of our lives! Why, she even told me that she was jealous and asked if she would join! She was joking, but I won't be surprised if she does that." 

Images of Shaila making it out with Nina flashed through me and I could stand it no more.

"Lie on the settee, slut. This time lie on your back along the length of the settee, not across. I'm going to fuck your whorish tits and cream them. I am going to milk them and then fuck your mouth so that I can slide my cock between those melons afterwards. Come on," I snapped, "don't make me wait."

Eagerly, she complied with my order, flopping onto her back on the settee. As I said before, the settee was designed to accommodate just one person.

This allowed me to swing my leg over the settee as she lay on it, cupping her breasts in her hands.

My feet on either side of the settee and flat on the floor, my dick was at just the right height. I let the cock head brush her erect nipples and shuffled forward to brush her pouting lips. 

She uttered a cry when I seized her breasts and squeezed them. I felt the milk squirt up and hit my ass cheeks and I hurriedly repositioned myself so that the liquid spurted up to splash on my cock.

"Rub that milk over my cock, you bitch," I commanded.

Her hands shot up and she let the liquid onto her palms before taking a hold of my prick.

My knees almost buckled and I groaned when she grasped my dick with her wet hand. Holding the base, she smeared the milk over the length and began to masturbate my dick feverishly.

Thank god I had already come barely half an hour ago because the feeling of her wet hands was so intense, it felt like she was holding a candle under my balls, and under normal circumstances, I would have shot my juices in next to no time. 

I re-shuffled over her body and laid my prick across her lips. "Suck that milk off my cock, you slut."

I groaned when she raised her head and engulfed my dick in her hot and wet mouth. She sucked ferociously on it, swiping her tongue over the length. I felt her saliva flooding her mouth and soon my cock was practically swimming in it.

"Oh yes, like that, like that, you cunt, you whore, ah yes, lick it like that, now take it deeper in your mouth and let it fuck your throat, oh god, ugghhh…"

She began to hum while she took me deep in her throat and bobbed her head up and down. I reached behind me and kneaded her breasts, feeling more of her milk seeping out from her engorged nipples. Her supply of the liquid was awesome and she never seemed to dry.

"Rest your head on the pillow and lie down still, bitch. I am going to fuck your mouth before I do your tits."

She lowered her head onto the pillow and her head, which had been a mass of hectic movements, suddenly went still. Her eyes gazed intensely at me.

I manipulated my body till I was astride her face and pulled my cock out of her mouth.

"Keep your pretty mouth open," I told her harshly. "Don't clamp your slut lips around it yet. Just let me fuck your throat."

So as she lay there, perfectly still and with her mouth so wide open that I could see her tonsils, I grabbed the base of my cock, looked down at its target and began to raise and lower my ass.

I was inside her throat at the first thrust. Though she did not move her head, the muscles of her throat clutched my cock inside and I had to pull back my ass to get it released from the trap.

My god, but this woman was something else! As I fucked her face, she fucked my cock right back with her throat. I slid my hands from her breasts to hold her head in a vice-like grip, beginning to move up and down over her face and it was just as if I was fucking her cunt. 

Her hands had drifted down over her belly and I turned around to watch her finger fuck herself. 

"Now," I muttered harshly, "clamp your lips around my cock."

She did. And I shuddered. Her mouth was hot and wet with her saliva. I let go of her head and pushed my hands down to seize her breasts again.

She ran her tongue over my shaft even as the head poked her throat. Her lips locked around the base of my cock and her nose was pressed against my pubic hair.

When I slammed down, she bobbed her head up; and when I pulled back, so did she. 

She began to make small moaning sounds as I fucked her face. I felt my balls boiling.

Deciding that it was enough, I pulled my prick out of her vacuum-like mouth and spun around the settee, now standing at the side where her head lay. 

I crouched on the floor, grabbed her shoulders and pulled her body down towards me. I looked down at her head, which was now dangling down the edge of the settee, her back on the pillow. Her ample chest was heaving up and down.

I shuffled forward till her head was between my thighs and my balls were hanging right over her face.

"Now, bitch, I am going to fuck your tits from here," I told her.

The position seemed to excite her because she raised her head and licked me between my balls and my ass. I grabbed her breasts and spread them apart. My dick was now between her wonderful breasts.

The valley between her breasts was already drenched with her milk. I squeezed them so that more of the liquid splashed out, now running down over my dick.

"Oh god, fuck in my tits," she cried, cupping her breasts and pushing them together to envelope my cock between them.

It was extremely slippery there. Unmindful of the excessive lubrication in her cleavage, I began to rock to and fro over her body, letting my cock piston in and out of her breasts.

"Oh god, oh god," I chanted as I fucked her breasts with increasing passion.

The fact that I couldn't see her face while I fucked her gorgeous and milky breasts, made the situation all the more erotic. And though I could not see her face, I could feel her wet tongue licking my balls and my inner thighs.

She drew her legs up the settee till they were flat on it and she bent her knees. I grabbed her kneecaps and looked through bleary eyes as my cock began to piston to and fro in the valley of her breasts. 

She was still cupping them together, trying to bring the melons together as close as possible so that the tunnel kept getting tighter around my prick.

I grabbed the back of her knees and hoisted them up and towards me. She squealed when I pulled her legs over my shoulders. It was amazing! She was bent up at her waist, her legs hoisted over her and pulled behind to rest on my shoulders as I continued to slide my cock to and fro between her breasts. 

"Oh god, Nikki," she moaned, "This is simply fantastic!"

It was. Imagine kneeling astride a foxy lady, literally head over heels, fucking her breasts from above and her legs wrapped around your shoulders, and you will get the idea.

She squeezed her legs tighter around my neck, gripping me in a vice that I could not get out of. I kept moving my body to and fro, letting my cock piston back and forth between her wet and milky tits.

I grabbed the back of her knees, holding them in place over my shoulders. I looked down, past her writhing hips and her bald pussy to watch my dick sliding comfortably in and out of her cleavage. 

"Mmmmm…" she sighed, her lips locking around my balls. "Give it to me, honey; give it to your slut! Splash your cum on my tits, now, now!"

I did not have to be told twice! My juices exploded, like they were shot out of a cannon. I felt the wetness between our bellies and leaned back to watch the semen dribble back down between her tits and onto her face.

******

If Shaila was monstrous up there, Nina was simply unbelievable. My cousin let me watch her through the binoculars when the woman was standing in the balcony of her flat. Nina was leaning across the balustrade and her huge, huge tits seemed to simply hang down the railings. Ursula be damned! This chick was better.

I couldn't wait.

Shaila had set it up so that Nina's hubby would be in action any time now. The infrared binoculars helped because it was slightly dark when he walked into the apartment.

Nina was seated on a chair in the balcony, clad in a petticoat and bra when he walked in. His eyes sort of lit up when he saw her lean forward to give him a view of her heavy tits straining against her bra.

I watched through the binoculars, Shaila standing beside me and eagerly trying to snatch the equipment away. Nina simply unbuttoned her blouse and he walked over to her, nimbly fishing out his hard cock.

"Let me see it!" Shaila said, trying to grab the binocular.

Nina leaned against the chair and pushed her tits together to allow her hubby to insert his cock between them.

Sushil was average down there and I could not see his dick when his wife wrapped her enormous tits around them. 

"Oh my god!" I exclaimed," this will never cease to amaze me! Just look at her tits!"

"Please, Nikki, please, I want to see too," Shaila pleaded.

"Wait a minute, will you? You get to see those tits whenever you want to. Just a sec." 

Nina's blouse was still hanging over her shoulders as her husband's dick thrust in and out between them. He was standing there, sort of hunched over her, his hands on her shoulders. I watched her bending down as she pulled her blouse off without interrupting the rhythm. Her mouth opened and she desperately tried to take the tip of his cock whenever it poked up above her breasts. She couldn't, so she merely let her tongue out of her mouth and swiped the tip of it over his cock head when he thrust up.

Shaila managed to grab the binocular from my hands. She was of course, stark naked as was I. 

She gasped at the sight of her friend tit fucking her husband.

"Oh my god! It looks as though they are just a couple of feet away from here. And oh god, he is really fucking them, huh?" Her lips were open and I saw her running her tongue over them.

I casually pulled her down and thrust my cock against her face. She instinctively opened her mouth and took me in even as she continued staring through the binoculars. And that was no mean feat! 

She had to rearrange the position of her hands so that she could continue to hold the binoculars even as she allowed me to fuck her mouth.

I could make out the dim figures of the husband thrusting his cock through the huge cleavage of his wife's tits. She was bending down, still trying to take the tip of his cock in her mouth. 

I pumped my rigid cock in and out of my cousin's mouth, grasping her cheeks. She gave excellent head and her tongue washed my shaft.




Hot Spots Ch. 03



It was no wonder then that I creamed into her mouth without even trying to hold back.

Shaila peered through the binoculars, sucking my cock hard as I gazed across the space that separated the flats. Nina had really big boobs. Like Ursula. She had to be at lest forty in that department. Large and firm, they were without any sag, topped off by big nipples. 

Shaila pulled out my cock from her mouth and rubbed the wet cock head across her lips.

"Mmmmm…somebody's got a lot of juice today. Turned on?"

"You bet," I murmured, snatching away the binoculars and peering through it. Having come all over his wife's breasts, he was now caressing her face with the tip: very much like Shaila was doing to me.

I watched the couple across the flat disappear inside: presumably to the bedroom, the window of which, was wide open, the curtains drawn back to reveal the king sized bed. I was still hard.

"You were right," I breathed. "The slut is doing exactly what you thought she would! Looks like they are going to have the second round on their bed"

I pulled my cousin up to her feet and shoved her against the windowpane. She giggled, thrusting her cute ass cheeks behind and reaching back to grasp my cock with one hand as she took the binoculars in her other hand.

"Oh, you punk! You are always hard. Fuck my pussy from behind," she gasped, bringing the binoculars to her eyes and aiming it at the open window of the room to which Nina and her husband had disappeared. 

In one swift thrust, I impaled my cock deep within her cunt. She was hot and wet and felt tight as I began to slam to and fro, burying myself in her depths. She slammed back hard.

"Yes, yes, yes," she moaned, her fingers groping for my swollen balls. "Fuck my cunt, fuck your slut, and fuck your bitch-whore!"

Grabbing her swaying tits, I rammed furiously into her. I pinched her hard nipples cruelly, drawing a louder gasp from her.

She was finding it difficult to hold the binoculars in her hand and managed to put the strap around her shoulders so that even if it would slip from her hand, it would still be safe.

"That broad turned you on, huh?" she panted.

"No. Her tits did," I replied.

"I told you they were big!"

"Did he know that we were going to watch them?"

"Yes of course. And guess what? She also told me that she'd give her arm to have a go at your cock!"

When I heard her say those words, I felt my cock swell to enormous proportions and it pulsated when I dumped its contents deep into her. I pulled out after sometime to let the spray spread over her ass cheeks.

"Really?" I asked.

"Yes. I have invited the slut over here tomorrow. Let's see how it works."

"What about her husband?"

"I'm sure that she would tell him before she makes it here."

I couldn't wait.

*****



Hot Spots Ch. 04



It was worth the wait. 

Have you ever imagined two large breasted women, stark naked, kneeling on the floor, kissing each other and letting their tits rub together?

Their melons pushed against each other forming a delightful opening between them. I sat on the chair, fondling my erect cock as I watched the pair of hot women work themselves into frenzy.

Words were of no use. Nina was gorgeous. High forehead, almond eyes, full lips, aquiline jaw and boy! What a drop dead gorgeous body! Wide at the shoulders, perhaps to accommodate that stupendous rack! Amazingly, her waist was tiny in stark contrast to her flaring buttocks. Her skin was clear and smooth, oh yes, very smooth!

Shaila's tits were oozing with milk, staining Nina's chest as they kissed. Mouths wide open, I could imagine one of them sucking on the other's tongue and I was pretty sure that it was Shaila who was doing the sucking by the way her head bobbed back and forth.

Nina had appeared shortly after uncle had left. I had felt acutely embarrassed when Shaila introduced us. More so, because I found it extremely difficult to pull my eyes away from those awesome tits bulging inside her top.

She was wearing a simple pleated skirt beneath the top and it revealed her long and shapely legs right up to the middle of her gorgeous thighs.

Uncle Salil had invited me over to his office in the afternoon and reluctantly, I had promised him that I would drop by. Nina's husband too was due to return for his lunch in the afternoon. So, I guessed we didn't have much time.

Which is why, much to my embarrassment, within five minutes of Nina's arrival, Shaila said, "My new buddy saw Sushil poke your tits and boy, was he turned on! He fucked the shit out of me!"

I turned red in my face, but Nina merely gave me a dazzling smile.

We were seated in the living room. The women used the couch and I occupied the chair by the side of the TV. 

"Really?" her voice was low and husky; the type that makes you sport a hard on the moment you hear it.

"He's got a nice cock, Nina," Shaila could have been describing the vegetables she purchased from the market. "More importantly, he uses it damn well."

Very casually, Shaila had thrown her arm around Nina's shoulders and was cuddling up to her.

"Don't I get to see it?" Nina whispered coyly, dropping one hand onto my cousin's thighs and holding Shaila's arm that was around her shoulders with the other.

Shaila's eyes twinkled and there was a grin on her lips when she looked at me. "Well, Nikki?"

I was having a tough time. Nina had crossed her legs and her skirt had ridden up to expose her creamy thighs. The top she was wearing had been pushed down by the weight of her tits; she was leaning down slightly, and I could see the deep cleavage there.

Naturally, my cock was at full mast inside my shorts. 

"Show us your cock, Nikki," Shaila repeated.

I smiled, my confidence soaring when Nina gently guided my cousin's palms to her tit straining inside the top. I saw Shaila gently squeezing the rounded flesh.

"Uh huh," I said, spreading my legs, no longer concerned about hiding my bulge. "Not so fast. I don't expose my cock at the drop of a hat. You have got to get it so hard that the pressure has to be released and the only way would be for me to pull it out!"

Nina giggled. "Attaboy! You are my kind of guy."

"So how do you want us to help you to increase that pressure?" Shaila was now sliding her hand inside Nina's top and I saw Nina pull her shoulders together so that my cousin could grasp her tit. The billowing movements began, and I knew that Shaila was kneading Nina's super huge tit.

Nina sighed and spread her legs apart. Shaila was wearing the same one-piece frock and Nina's palms glided up one leg till my cousin moaned audibly. 

"By continuing what you two are doing," I rasped out. 

"You mean you want to watch us go at each other?" Nina asked, pushing her hand further up till Shaila's frock was up around her waist. 

As Shaila too spread her legs apart, Nina's hand grabbed at her crotch. Shaila let out a soft thigh.

"Yeah," I croaked, my throat dry.

They turned to each other and kissed. And it wasn't a sisterly kind of a kiss. I watched Nina open her mouth wide, perhaps to accept Shaila's tongue inside it.

My cousin was impatient, for even as they kissed she had pulled down Nina's top. My cock jerked in the confines of my shorts when I saw the swell of Nina's wondrous tits.

"Not fair," Nina murmured, drawing her head back and pulling Shaila's frock down over her shoulders. As usual, my cousin wasn't wearing her bra and her tits spilled out.

"Oh god, Shaila, they are so beautiful!" her friend sighed, spreading her palms over the heaving orbs.

Shaila had unhooked Nina's tiny bra and it slipped down her body. My cock jumped again as Nina's tits sprang out.

My god! Watching them up close, they seemed to be bigger than the view I had through the binoculars yesterday. Big and firm, enormous nipples within the large areolas capping them. 

"I like yours better," Shaila said, pushing her friend back and bending down to put her mouth on one of them.

Nina arched her back to thrust her tit forward, crushing it against Shaila's face. Her hands clasped my cousin's tits tighter because I saw the milk seeping out of those milk-laden tits.

Shaila drew away and parted Nina's tits to bend down and bury her face between the monsters. They were so big; almost half of Shaila's face was hidden between them.

Shaila pulled Nina's skirt down her thighs and Nina raised her hips to allow them to slide to the floor. The panties followed and what I saw, made my eyes bulge. Nina was completely shaven there and I could clearly see her juices around the pussy lips.

"Oh god, wait, wait," Nina gasped as my cousin cupped her friend's crotch.

Shaila drew back and looked up enquiringly.

"On the floor, darling," Nina said huskily and as the women rose from the couch, Nina whipped out my cousin's frock. Shaila wore no panties.

"Wow!" Nina said, "You have shaved it!"

"It was that horny guy who did it," Shaila told her looking impishly at me.

As they dropped onto their knees on the floor, Nina glanced at me. 

"I wish I hadn't shaved mine. That way I could have had the same pleasure."

They closed the gap between them and kissed again. When I saw their tits crushing together, it was impossible for me not to shuck off my shorts.

I sat back on the chair and slowly began to fondle my cock as I watched the women kiss each other.

Nina pulled back and instinctively the two women gripped each other's tits.

"At last," Nina breathed, looking at me. Or more, specifically, she looked at my cock. "The pressure's released, huh? That is magnificent!"

"I told you so," Shaila told her.

"Just do what you were doing," I commanded, rising off the chair and circling them, looking at them from every angle.

They did. 

First, they kissed each other thoroughly, caressing each other's tits. Shaila's tits were leaking milk and Nina used it to wet those tits. Then, she leaned forward to rub her tits against Shaila's, letting the milk smear over her own flesh.

"Ahhhhh…It feels so good, that milk, honey, please, make my tits wet," Nina murmured.

I took them in from every angle. As they kissed and rubbed tits, their hands were between each other's legs, busy fondling their pussies.

Wet! That gave me an idea. I glanced at my watch. There was still time enough for us before I had to leave to uncle's office to keep my appointment with him.

"I got an idea," I croaked. "Why don't the two of you get into the bathroom? I'd love to see the two of you getting into that sunken tub."

They looked at me and then at each other. Shaila's milk was dripping down her friend's tits as they smiled.

"Horny bastard, your cousin!" Nina remarked.

"Let's go!" Shaila replied enthusiastically. 

"Dress up in your underclothes," I said. "I want to see you undress before you begin!"

Shaila had to fetch her bra and panties because she hadn't been wearing any. As she walked to the bedroom with us following, I couldn't help, but watch with wide eyes when Nina slipped into her tiny panties and the flimsy bra.

The sunken bath was almost the size of a small pool. I opened both the taps and as we waited for the tub to fill up, I grabbed Nina and kissed her mouth. She tasted divine. I kneaded her bra-encased tits, letting my palms get wet with Shaila's milk dribbling at the top of the melons. I rubbed the milk over her chin, fucking her mouth with my tongue.

"Break it up," Shaila said, entering the bathroom. She had worn her large half-bra and those delightful little panties, which left very little to the imagination.

"Get the bath oil, Nikki," Shaila told me. 

I turned to the dressing table as she gingerly stepped into the bathtub. 

"Wow!" she giggled. "Let's make it a bit lukewarm," she continued, leaning forward to make the adjustments with the taps. 

"Hurry, baby, and get that dress off. I'm so horny!"

"I just got into these," Shaila replied, nevertheless looking at me for my approval. I nodded.

There is something erotic watching a woman with a ripe body undress. 

With a teasing smile, Shaila reached down to unfasten the clasp that held the bra together. Her tits jiggled when she turned to toss the garment onto the dressing table.

"A bath at this time!" she said, "It's so crazy and so sexy!"

Nina knelt down beside the tub, her round buttocks jutting out behind her. Shaila's nylon-covered cunt was scant inches away from her face.

"No, it isn't crazy at all, and yes, your cousin is sexy," she murmured, taking hold of Shaila's thighs and yanking them towards her, trailing her fingertips down the flesh. Shaila responded by spreading her legs, her panty-covered cunt now centimeters away from her friend's face.

"This is awesome!" breathed Nina, leaning forward to bury her head between Shaila's fleshy thighs. Her tongue darted out to lick my cousin's sopping panties.

Shaila moaned, her hips wriggling and rotating as she grabbed Nina's head with both hands.

Nina pushed her head deeper into the recess between Shaila's legs, licking at the panties, running her hands up and down Shaila's thighs and across the taut buttocks. She did not as yet make any attempt to take off the panties. Shaila continued grinding her crotch against Nina's face, almost losing her balance in the tub. Nina crouched down as much as she could, putting her head completely under my cousin's cunt. She licked the panties underneath and then trailed her tongue up to where the elastic bands held them at the waist.

"I am going to cum if you keep on with that!" Shaila groaned.

"Go on."

"I want you to bathe me, baby," Shaila muttered huskily.

"Come on then, pull off those panties and I'll get in," Nina replied, rising to her feet. 

Shaila bent down, her tits hanging down when she pulled off her panties. "The water's hot, Nikki!" she complained.

"No matter," I responded, leaning against the sink and gently fondling my dick. "Just sit down in it. Your clit will like it even it the rest of you might be uncomfortable."

"You are better than I thought," Nina giggled, watching Shaila slowly lowering herself down till the hot oily water covered her body almost up to her neck and the white bubbles floated around her. With a long sigh, she stretched her gorgeous body completely, arching her back as she did so.

"All right," she told Nina. "Bathe me now. I think I am comfortable enough and I like it."

Nina rose, removing her panties and tossing it over to me. Even as I caught it in midair, she had quickly unhooked her bra. Now unfettered by the bra, her tits swung loose, the large pinkish nipples looking like two grapes on top of the mammoth melons.

Daintily, she stepped into the tub to join Shaila, kneeling down next to her and then bending forward to kiss my cousin's mouth.

As their mouths fused together in a wet, passionate french kiss, Shaila sat up in the tub so that they could encircle each other with their arms. Their hot kiss lingered, increasing in passion. From where I was standing, I could see that neither of them had closed their eyes and they were staring at each other.

Nina pulled Shaila into a kneeling position, and the two kissed and clutched each other, their tits rubbing, pelvises grinding.

"Sit down, baby," Nina murmured. "Back up like that so I can wash you."

Shaila caressed her friend's cheek, tracing her fingers to her mouth. Nina gently sucked on one finger as my cousin obeyed the instructions.

"Give me the soap," Nina told me, looking amused as I watched them, jerking my cock a bit faster now. "And are you sure you don't want to join us?"

"Not yet," I replied, handing over the bar of scented soap to her.

I took the opportunity of leaning down and kissing Nina first, and then Shaila. For a change, I sucked on their tongues and then hastily, before I could change my mind, walked back to the dresser. 

Nina lathered up Shaila's back and neck. Both of them had tied their hair up in buns on top of their heads. Her hands moved over Shaila's creamy flesh as she massaged my cousin's back with the perfumed soap.

"Lift your arms, honey," Nina instructed her friend huskily.

Shaila lifted her arms and shivered as she felt the soapy hands running up her sides, over the ribcage and around her armpits. Nina carefully washed my cousin's entire torso, coating the body with the rich lather. Her fingers moved in slow small circles, massaging, tickling, while the palms of her hands pressed against Shaila's flesh. 

Shaila was moaning and her body writhed under the ministrations of Nina's cunning fingers.

I looked on, slowing down the masturbatory movements of my fist, afraid that I would lose it all.

"Sit down again and raise one leg," I heard Nina say.

Shaila sat down, leaning back on her elbows, her heaving tits just about breaking the bubbly surface of the steaming water in the tub. She raised her right legs out of the water, her eyes fixed on her friend.

Kneeling between Shaila's legs, Nina slid the soap back and forth over the foot and the calf. As she did so, Nina leaned down to kiss my cousin's toes before trailing her tongue up the robust thighs, which were immersed in the water.

I suspected that Nina must have fleetingly kissed Shaila's pussy by the way I saw Shaila shudder and heard her long drawn out groan.

"Now the other leg," Nina whispered, glancing mischievously at me, or rather at my straining cock.

Nina repeated the whole process on Shaila's other leg, right to momentarily bobbing her head down into the water to make Shaila shudder again. 

"Do I stand up now?" Shaila moaned.

"Yes. Now!"

Shaila stood up in the tub, the lather dribbling down over her soapy body. Kneeling, Nina crawled closer to her friend who had opened her legs now. She looked up at Shaila's rising and heaving milky tits and slowly reached up to cup them.

"Ahhhhh…" Shaila sighed, her hands covering her friend's to assist the kneading motions. 

Nina quickly rubbed the soap over Shaila's buttocks, pulling my cousin closer till her lips were scant inches away from the inflamed cunt.

"Now, I'm going to soap my body off yours," Nina muttered, rising to her feet.

My mouth opened in astonishment as I watched the two women rub their body against each other's. They continued with the writhing and rubbing, occasionally kissing each other and I gaped when I realized that Nina indeed had the lather all over her body.

Nina turned on the shower and they gasped as the cold water ran down their bodies, washing the lather off.

It was at this point of time that I joined them. They didn't know I was in the tub till, standing behind Shaila, I wrapped my hands to encircle my arms around both the women.

They broke off the kiss and I pushed my face between theirs, kissing whichever mouth was more easily accessible. Rather than thrusting tongues inside mouths, we were content running lips over lips, lips over cheeks and lips over the other parts of the faces. 

"Let's get back to the couch," I murmured when Nina grabbed hold of my dick to jerk it to and fro.

We stumbled out and Shaila grabbed a pair of Turkish towels on the way. The two women insisted on drying me up, no doubt, devoting most of their attention to my cock, though it was relatively drier than the rest of my body.

I sat back on the chair and watched the two women toweling each other off on the couch. The job done, the towels were thrown to the floor and their hands began to explore each other's bodies.

They wriggled around till they were lying on their sides in the sixty-nine. I almost shot my wad when I watched them lean into each other. Heads buried between thighs and then began to move up and down as the women licked each other's pussies.

Nina's tongue was quick and expert. She toyed with Shaila's clitoris, encircling it and then stabbing it repeatedly and directly. She drew the bud between her teeth and gently massaged it. Shaila writhed hotly, rolling around so that she was lying on her back on the couch. She thrust her naked hips high up the couch now and Nina moved with her. A rhythm was developing between the two women and I watched Shaila's face contort with desire.

"Go inside me, Nina! Go deep inside my cunt!" she cried out to her friend.

I peered at them from my position. I was close enough to see Nina's thick tongue penetrating my cousin's pussy. I could actually see her pussy lips close around Nina's tongue.

Shaila bucked wildly now, raising herself high off the couch and remained suspended for what seemed to be an eternity.

I glanced at Nina's cunt now. Shaila was touching it now, lightly tracing the molded perfection of Nina's swollen labia. Using her forefinger, Shaila gently massaged Nina's stiff clit till the tiny bud grew erect. Shaila took it between her thumb and forefinger, obviously squeezing it, because the action elicited a moan from her.

I fondled my cock, which was rapidly growing bigger. I could not hold back and so, I walked up to them and bending down, I grasped Nina's cheeks, turned her head up and away from Shaila's cunt, and kissed her. 

Nina went wild. She accepted my tongue in her mouth gleefully and sucked on it as if it were my cock. Shaila looked up from between her friend's legs, smiled and went back to licking Nina's pussy.

Nina tasted of Shaila. I should know it because too often have I sampled my cousin's wares. 

Even though Nina was doing an excellent job kissing me, I couldn't keep away from her heaving and heavy tits.

I grabbed them and she moaned when I twisted her nipples cruelly.

"Suck his cock," Shaila said.

"I would, if he could give it to me," answered Nina.

Shaila giggled. "Hey Nikki, what say you fuck her mouth and my cunt alternately?"

"All in good time," I replied, mauling those magnificent tits, pinching the erect nipples. She bent down to glance at my hands, her brown hair falling down to cover the sight. Impatiently, I pulled back her hair to watch my hands fondling her tits.

"Impressed?" Shaila asked coyly, her hands caressing Nina's thighs and brushing against her bush. My cousin shuddered and she slid her hand between her thighs and then between her legs, probing her slit.

I pulled back and walked over to the couch, deciding that I wanted to watch them.

My heart was pounding as I watched them. In spite of my nakedness, I felt the heat in the room. The two women pressed against each other, murmuring something her couldn't hear. Their mouths fused into a french kiss and they slipped their arms around each other's waists. Once again, their tits pushed against each other even as their hands explored the smooth satiny flesh.

Nina's larger tits pushed against Shaila's milky ones; hips ground against hips and their bellies collided. They turned around and now Shaila had all of her back facing me and I could hardly see Nina's vital parts. They moved closer towards each other, a slow practiced grinding as Shaila's hands now slid down Nina's back to grasp her buttocks. Nina contrived to moan without interrupting their wet kisses.




Hot Spots Ch. 04



Nina finally rose off the floor, pulling Shaila along with her. She looked at me, smiling slyly and said, "Would you prefer if we continue to do it on the couch, baby?" 

I nodded, my hands unconsciously jerking faster along my shaft. 

The two women moved to the couch, their hands around each other's waists. They lowered their sleek bodies on the couch and once again strained against each other, kissing. I watched Shaila spread her hands over Nina's huge tits and I shivered from the sexual excitement.

Shaila stroked Nina's thighs and the inside of her hips, finally pulling her legs apart, exposing the bald cunt.

They were facing each other and Nina imitated Shaila's actions. Their legs wide open, they caressed their cunt lips, moaning and sighing.

"Let me get on top of you," Shaila murmured and Nina slipped onto her back on the couch, her legs opening and rising upwards. Shaila lowered her body over her friend's and began to thrust to and fro as if she was a man. Nina pulled Shaila closer and suckled on one of her milky tits.

Shaila's fingers pushed Nina's thighs apart tracing the cunt lips before I watched her dip two fingers inside, making Nina gasp and spread her legs apart. More milk splashed out of my cousin's tits, anointing Nina's lust-crazed face.

Nina pushed her face up to allow Shaila to kiss her lips. I felt my cock twitch as the women locked lips and now, as Shaila plunged her fingers back and forth, Nina reciprocated by reaching down to jam her fingers inside Shaila's pussy.

I couldn't stand it any longer and rose, walking towards them, holding my cock, stroking the flesh to and fro slowly. 

Shaila sat up on Nina's hips when she saw me approaching them.

"What do you want to do, stud? Don't tell me…let me guess. You want to fuck in her tits, right?"

I nodded dumbly.

"Okay then, kneel over her head and fuck her tits from the top. The way you do to me."

I knelt on the couch above Nina, one knee jamming between the crack of the couch and the other outside her arms. Facing Shaila, I lowered my ass cheeks over Nina's face and grabbed her tits. Oh god, they were huge and firm! I spent a long time kneading the soft, spongy flesh, pinching the enormous nipples.

Shaila reached forward and grabbed my cock, pulling it down to lay it between Nina's tits. 

"Fuck them," Shaila gasped, pushing her friend's tits closer together to wrap the luscious flesh around my cock.

"Yes, yes, fuck them!" Nina echoed. I turned around and managed to look at her face dangling down the couch. I could see her saliva dribbling down from the corner of her lips; apparently her mouth was watering at the thought of my dick gliding between her swollen tits even as my balls brushed her face.

Shaila had already pushed her friend's tits together to form a tempting cavern between them. I drew back, allowing the pre-cum to leak from the tip of my cock to lubricate the valley.

Shaila leaned forward and kissed my mouth, thrusting her tongue inside. As I began to rock to and fro, fucking Nina's enormous melons, I sucked on my cousin's tongue matching the rhythm with my to-and-fro rocking.

I groped my hands forward till I felt their pussies. I guided a finger each in the moist openings, making the women moan with desire. 

All too soon, Shaila drew my head down to her milky tits.

"Suck them, stud! Drink my milk!" she cried out.

I suckled on one tit, squeezing the other to allow the milk to spurt out over our bodies. 

"Ahhhhh…harder, baby, fuck my tits harder," Nina's voice was muffled.

I increased the tempo, almost throwing off Shaila. She giggled, and then pushing me away, she scampered down her friend's hips and bent down from her waist.

I almost burst out my juice when I watched her bury her face between Nina's tits and begin to lick my cock that was gliding to and fro in the cleavage.

I don't know how I managed to hold off for so long.

"The other way, please," Nina implored. "I want to have your cock head in my mouth when you fuck my tits!" 

It took us a bit of time to rearrange ourselves on the couch. I straddled Nina, burying my cock back between her tits. This time, Nina preferred to hold them together, perhaps realizing that she could vary the pressure and the angle as she pleased.

Shaila hovered on top, offering her tits for Nina to suck. Her milk flowed over her friend's face and she spread it over my cock with her hands.

Nina thrust a pillow under her head. She kept her mouth open; the height that the pillow gave her, managing to put her mouth in line with my thrusting cock.

I groaned and panted as she sucked my cock head. Added to it was the slick feeling of Shaila's milk she was spreading over my gliding cock.

My cock was fucking Nina's enormous tits rapidly now. Shaila would occasionally lean down to swipe her tongue over her friend's melons, trying to lick my cock sliding back and forth in the cleavage. When I slammed forward to bury almost half of my cock in Nina's mouth, the other half still gripped between her tits, Shaila alternately sucked her friend's nipples and the base of my prick.

"Get that fucking stool over here," I exclaimed, suddenly wanting to fulfill another fantasy that had come to my mind a day before when I had watched Nina getting tit-fucked by her husband.

I rose off Nina, much to her disappointment and pulled her off the couch as Shaila fetched the stool. It was of the same height as the couch and I took Nina's place on the couch, lying on my back and leaning against the backrest. I swung my legs up and slid down the couch till my ass was resting on the stool.

"Now, you pretty big tit sluts, kneel on either side of my waist and bring your tits together to rub nipples around my cock."

My cock was hard and erect, pointing up at the ceiling as the women knelt on the floor and leaned in towards each other, my throbbing dick between them.

You ever had the chance of fucking four tits at the same time? Go for it! As the women leaned into each other, their breasts mashed together with my cock between the openings thus formed by the pair of those luscious tits. I reached down and held the base of my prick as I felt the four melons close around the shaft.

"Bounce, you little bitches, bounce up and down!" I cried out to them, bending forward to knead the tits nearest to me. 

The women kissed each other on the mouths as they rose and fell, masturbating my cock with their tits.

"Oh shit," I yelled. "I can't hold it anymore, Oh god, I'm going to come, going to cum…"

Nina pulled my cock out from between the opening of their tits and began to jerk it off. Shaila joined by cradling my balls and the two women brought their expectant faces nearer to my cock.

I put one hand each on their heaving tits and howled with pleasure as I began thrusting up and down. The feel of the butterfly like fluttering fingers on my balls, the vice-like clamp on my shaft was too much, and I arched my hips upwards, lifting my ass off the stool.

I cried out as I felt the juice explode from my cock, splashing the two women.

I pushed my hips up, cramming my shuddering prick in Nina's mouth. She looked at the juice streaming out of the cock head and bending down, swallowed all of my cock down her throat, slipping her lips over the bulbous glans, engulfing it. Shaila encouraged her by pushing my ass against her face. 

I groaned as she began to suck, shifting up slightly to allow Shaila enough access to lick my balls. Her mouth slurped and pulled and pushed at the tumescent flesh. 

Finally, drained, I collapsed on the couch, my ass falling off the stool.

I knew that they weren't about to let me go at that. 

They staged another show for my benefit, this time in the bedroom I was occupying. I watched them slurping each other off. Tongues slid into crevices and openings, licking flesh, while hands caressed and explored thighs and hips and tits.

For my part, I began to rub my cock head over their creamy bodies, thrusting my cock in mouths, letting tongues lick up the glistening shaft.

Finally, I hoisted grabbed Nina by her arms and hoisted her high over my head. She squealed and giggled as Shaila watched us from the bed, fingering her pussy.

Nina clung to my torso, her arms around my shoulders, her amazing tits mashed into my chest. Her legs wrapped around my back. For her size, she was amazingly light and I was doing this quite effortlessly.

I leaned down and kissed her, thrusting my tongue deep into her mouth. She pushed her pubis up against my belly, clamping her legs around my back. I caressed her firm buttocks, my fingers moving gently between them, sliding further and further to her damp cunt. She squirmed against me, grinding herself hotly, pushing her tongue into my mouth.

She reached down between her thighs and grasped my now hard cock. She held it lightly in her fist, as if she wanted to feel the throbbing. 

Drawing her face away from mine, she said, "God! You are hard again! And so big!"

I laughed harshly, noticing Shaila get off the bed and walk over to where we were standing. She went down on her knees behind Nina and thrust her face into Nina's ass cheeks.

I remained stationary while Nina guided my cock to her pussy and fitted it inside of her. She slithered down my body until her cunt was resting against the swollen cock head. She held the cock against herself, and then, as if in slow motion, lowered herself on it. Her cunt lips spread as my thickness invaded her depths. I could feel her cunt pulsate as I filled her up right to the hilt till our pubic hairs meshed.

She clung to me for a long time without moving.

"Ahhhhh! You fill my cunt up so fully! Finally, after such a long time!"

"Fuck him, baby," Shaila cried out, ducking her head underneath my legs and licking at the junction where my cock was impaled in Nina's cunt.

Finally, Nina began inching up and down on my dick, concentrating perhaps on my cock sliding between her legs into her cunt from where her pleasures were probably emanating from. 

"Easy, easy, lover boy, give it slow and gentle first," she whimpered as she began sliding up and down on my cock, her legs tightening around my back, her strong thighs clamping my waist. 

"I have got just the right time for you, baby," I answered, still remaining stationary, but not without shuddering when I felt Shaila's lips swiping at my balls.

She clutched my shoulders now and pushed her swollen tits into my face. I needed no further invitation, and bent down to take one engorged tit in my mouth, stuffing as much flesh into it as possible.

When I gently bit her nipple, at the same time rolling the other between my fingers, it sparked her off and all thoughts of a slow lazy fuck vanished.

"Oh my god!" she whimpered, throwing her head back, moaning loudly as she began thrusting harder and faster onto me. 

She reached down and took the base of my cock, squeezing it, as though trying to make me last longer. She rode joyfully and without any inhibitions now as I held on to her tits with my mouth and hand.

I slipped one hand down her tit and pushed it between our bodies. I probed her cunt till I found her erect clit and toyed with the bud, making her moan louder.

"Oh whee…" she screamed. "That's it, you son of a bitch, that's it. Play with my little boy there, oh god, fuck, fuck, yes, rub it harder, harder!"

She worked her body in perfect rhythm with mine. She drew her knees up further and dug her heels into my back. She began to rotate and undulate her ass, holding my cock inside her tight cunt. 

Our excitement was building up into an intense level and Shaila too was getting into it, her finger thrusting in and out of her cunt as she lapped away at my cock and her friend's pussy.

"Fuck me, please, fuck my cunt!" yelled Nina. 

I realized that she was now stationary on top of me. I began working my cock up and down, her body slamming away when I plunged my cock inside her. I began to pinch her clit and she brought her arms up to encircle my shoulders as I fucked her savagely.

I began rocking into her after pausing for a while to raise my face to hers. I thrust my cock into her pussy with even, rhythmical strokes. She found my pace and writhed against me, now beginning to thrust back at me. We kissed again. The kiss, slow and sensual was quite in contrast with our frenzied fucking.

Finally, she could take it no longer. Her legs went rigid and pulling her mouth away from mine, she leaned back, riding my cock in short and fast thrusts.

"Oh fuck, I am coming, I am coming!"

I managed to increase the pace. Our bellies smacked together as we fucked savagely now. I felt her juices flooding around my thrusting cock, making squelching noises.

"Aggh, hmmm, oh god, yes, yes," she shuddered and I felt her body spasm. 

Shaila had to get away from her position as Nina collapsed weakly down my body till she was stretched out on the floor. Her eyes were closed and I could see her juices dribbling over the inside of her thighs.

Without wasting any time, Shaila grasped my cock with one hand. It was wet with Nina's juices and Shaila popped it in her mouth, sucking it far, far inside till the head was lodged inside her throat.

I decided that enough was enough. I had been holding back for so long now, that I felt a dull ache spread over my legs and arms.

Bending down to crush Shaila's tits in my hands, I bucked my hips to and fro, wildly fucking her mouth. She drew back till my glistening cock was almost outside her mouth, and then plunged forward again.

"Okay, you slut," I grunted, mauling her wet tits. "It's time. I'm going to shoot! Where do you want it?"

She sucked furiously for some time, and then drawing my cock outside, jerked it rapidly, rising on her knees till her tits were inches away from my cock.

I groaned and bucked against her hand as I erupted, spraying my semen on her tits. She pushed her chest out at me, watching me empty myself over her till I was drained. Then, she sucked me back in, licking with her tongue, her finger shoving in and out of her cunt, her hips moving against it as she went into a spasm.

As I collapsed on the bed, I knew I had come out tops yet again. For my first ménage a trios, I certainly came up tops!

*****



Hot Spots Ch. 05



Perhaps if we had more time, we would have continued from there. But I had an appointment with uncle Salil and I didn't want to be too late.

A sleepy watchman looked at me curiously when I asked him where uncle's office was. 

"Who are you?" he asked me.

"My name is Nikhil. I'm Mr. Salil's nephew and he had asked me to see him at two. I'm sorry I was late. Traffic jam," I explained.

He picked up an intercom and spoke into it in a voice so low, I couldn't hear the words he was uttering. After a series of grunts, he waved me in.

"Go right down the passage till you see a flight of stairs. Go up the staircase and turn to the right into a passageway. Mind how you walk; it's pretty dark there. At the end of the passage there's a door with Mr. Salil's nameplate on it. Knock and wait till he asks you in."

I nodded my thanks and found that what he had said was true: It was pretty dark in the long passageway, lined up with quite a few doors on either sides of it. So dark in fact, that I could barely see uncle's nameplate on the heavy looking door at the end of the passage. I noticed that all the other doors lined up along the passage were locked and the building seemed to be empty and deathly quiet.

I raised my hand to knock at the door and froze when I heard a series of groans and whispers and gasps beyond it.

I could clearly make out voices that belonged to a woman and men. Not just one man, but also more than one. And one definitely belonged to uncle.

I put my ear against the wooden door and tried to make out the voices.

"Ah, ah, yes, yessss..." It was a woman's voice.

"Give it to her, professor, give it to the randy bitch," a man's baritone voice said.

"Yes, I'm doing that, just lean back and push her hair off her face so I can see the bitch sucking your dick." This was Uncle Salil, without a doubt.

To say I was stunned would be an understatement. I was rooted to the spot, like a statue. 

Though I'd just had been totally drained by two lusty and demanding women less than an hour ago, I could feel my cock straining inside my underwear.

Eager to spy on them (remember, I'm the voyeur with the binoculars) I slipped down on my knees to peep through the keyhole.

But to my surprise, when I put my hand on the door, I found it was ajar. Shit! What was this? My uncle banging a chick with a pal and the door not locked?

Quietly, without making any noise, I opened the door a few inches and peeped in. I stiffened, the jolt running through my body, particularly through the loins, when I saw the sight inside the room.

The woman would be no more than twenty or so. She was on her fours on the thick carpet, a pillow beneath her knees and rocking between the two men. Uncle was crouched behind her, his hands grasping her waist, pumping in and out from behind, while a muscular man, almost as old as my uncle, sat on an overstuffed leather chair in front of the woman, his cock buried in her mouth. 

All the three of them were buck-naked!

The man was holding her long silky hair in his hands, pulling the strands up to reveal her lips sliding up and down over the long and thick shaft.

My uncle was pumping to and fro furiously, his eyes fixed on the sight of the girl's mouth sucking his pal's dick.

The girl's tits were so firm they weren't jiggling or dangling. They were merely swaying back and forth as the two men fucked both of her ends.

"Shit! Look at her sucking up your dick!" uncle whispered through clenched teeth. "She absolutely adores it!"

"Yeah, man, that she does. Especially when she has another dick stuffed up her pussy at the same time." 

I had a side view of the scene and could clearly see the girl's body rocking back and forth as the two cocks pummeled her. 

It was difficult for me to believe that my uncle could actually be doing this. He looked the perfect gentleman, behaved like one and was widely respected not only in the whole family, but also by almost everyone who knew him. He was the steady and wise man that could never do anything wrong: particularly not this.

"Let's switch," the man said, pushing the girl away and rising off the chair. "I want to plow her cunt."

"Lie down on the floor, Mona," uncle told the girl, pulling his cock out of her pussy. It was large and glistening with her juices.

The girl moaned and spun around. She lay on the carpet on her back, her legs opening to reveal her pussy. Wisps of fine hair covered the top of her cunt in an inverted triangle. Uncle's cock had opened her up and I could see the opening clearly.

The man lay down beside her on the carpet, plopping himself on his elbow.

"Get on your side," he said harshly.

I watched the girl obey him, rolling around till her back was facing the man. She raised one leg high in the air and uncle who had walked around her, kept it there by grabbing her knee. 

The man reached down and guided his cock into her opening. He thrust forward, missed, and then rubbed the tip of his cock over the slit. She moaned, carrying one hand down to open her pussy lips. He thrust again and this time, his cock slid inside the opening smoothly.

"Ahhhhh, you are so tight and wet!" he groaned.

"Fuck me, oh yes, fuck me!" she cried out, grinding her body against his cock as he picked up his rhythm.

Uncle tilted her face up and spread his legs wider so that he could adjust the height. He rubbed his cock head over her cheeks and over her puffed lips. His cock was uncircumcised and of an average size. What it lacked in length, it more than made up in girth. 

"Taste your cunt, Mona. Suck this dick," he told her.

She held the base of his cock and opening her mouth, clamped her lips around the shaft.

Uncle matched the to and fro rhythm set up by the man so that she had both the cocks thrusting inside her cunt and mouth at the same time and pulling out simultaneously. 

The man reached around her waist and managed to grab her swinging tits, and I saw the veins of his hand standing out as he kneaded the firm flesh.

For my part, I had shoved one hand inside my pocket and was rubbing my hard on throbbing inside my underwear.

The threesome heaved, thrust, sparred, grunted, moaned and muttered obscenities as they contrived to somehow get closer and closer to each other.

"Shit, I'm going to come, professor!" the man rasped out, his head thrown back and eyes closed.

Uncle grabbed the girl's cheeks and hurriedly began to fuck her mouth. "Oh yes, Mona, suck, suck harder, yes, give me your tongue, oh yes, oh fuck, look out, I'm there..."

Uncle drew back, his prick popping out of her mouth. 

"Pull out your dick, man, I want to cum over her face!" he cried out.

The man obliged and the girl now lay on her back, her legs splayed wide-open, face contorted with lust and her whole body writhing.

"Oh yes, please cum all over me, yes, yes, oh fuck, yes, please, please," she murmured incoherently, her hands burying down between her legs, rubbing her cunt slit.

The man knelt between her out-stretched legs and my uncle knelt by the side of her face.

Uncle groaned when the girl reached out and began to jerk off his cock furiously, tilting her face up towards it, opening her mouth wide. 

His come wasn't plentiful: in fact, it was pitiably little. It dripped out of his shuddering cock in little drops, dribbling down on to her upturned face, smearing her lips and cheek. He thrust down, burying his cock back into her mouth, his chest heaving.

The man shuffled up her body allowing her other hand to jerk his prick back and forth. He opened his mouth in a soundless cry and I watched his body shudder. 

He exploded and his come was copious. It shot out in an arc to land on her heaving tits and then splattered her belly. He leaned down, pressing his cock head against her belly, allowing his cum to dribble onto her belly.

It was too much for me and it came as no surprise when I realized that I had shot off inside my underwear. I didn't even have to masturbate: just a few pulls and pushes through the satin cloth of my pocket and I was off. I felt my semen splashing against my crotch.

Salil was kneeling by her side and this meant that he was now facing me. Just as he was about to pull his prick out of the girl's mouth, he looked up towards the door.

His eyes widened when he saw me there, leaning against the door, one hand in my pocket and the other clutching the door.

Our eyes met.

Quickly, I turned around and practically ran out of the building.

******

"I completely forgot that I had invited you. How long were you standing there?" He was smoking a cigarette, watching the smoke curl out of the tip.

We were seated on a wooden bench at the end of the hospital park, watching a group of children play football.

His voice was calm. "Well?"

"Long enough," I replied, surprised that his questioning not at all bothered me. 

I sometimes think that it was those sessions I had with Shaila and the threesome I had that morning, which had given me that curious courage to be so flippant and non committal. 

"Were you surprised?" he asked. I could feel his eyes on me.

I nodded. "Somewhat."

"What do you mean by that?"

"I never watched a couple of guys doing it to one girl. And I did not really expect you to be one of the two guys in that ménage a trios."

He laughed quietly and then took a deep puff on the cigarette. Blowing out a smoke ring and then stabbing it with a hand, he said, "You are pretty well grown up, buddy. And god knows so am I. I did not expect you to take this so calmly and what I'm about to tell you now will make you realize that I'm a cool customer too."

I turned to look at him. 

"What do you want to tell me?"

"First, a little bit of background. If you noticed closely, you would agree that the difference in the ages between my wife and me is getting more apparent as the days go by. She's at her physical peak and mind you, it isn't that I am not. It's just that I realize she needs more." 

I was embarrassed. I looked at my shoes and then back to the kids playing football.

"I needed to get in some kind of groups to experiment what it really is like simply because I love my wife so much that I want to give her everything she desires. At least, that's what my mind tells me. There's nothing wrong with me physically. I suppose it's the age thing. And you would be surprised to know that today was only the second time that I participated in what you called ménage a trios."

He was silent for a while and then dropped the cigarette to the ground, stubbing it with his shoes. "Yesterday was the first time. It was the same girl, with her roommate. By the way, she's a second year student in the medical college and the roommate is one year her senior. We did it at their flat. Then today, I wanted to try her out with another man. He's an assistant professor of gynecology. She wanted to get it at my office today. There is no staff today after eleven because of the seminar going on and she knew it. That watchman you met somehow suspects that we were up to something and so does the woman at the reception who allowed the watchman to let you in. I deduced that when I walked in and noticed them looking at me in a strange way. But hell, who cares? They are piss-ants."

"So what makes you a cool customer?" I interrupted.

He stared off at a distance. When he spoke, his voice was soft and calm. 

"Your cousin sister is far too younger than me. I know that she desires much more than what I can give. I think I have already mentioned it to you. Perhaps you don't know that I had returned to the flat the other day and had let myself in with my key."

I was stunned and my heart began to beat so loudly that I was sure he could hear it. 

He was silent and continued to look into space ahead of him. He extracted the cigarette packet and shook out another one from it. He lighted up and breathed in the smoke almost gratefully. 

I waited with bated breath, heart hammering and aware that I was trembling. What next?

"You and Shaila were busy in the bathroom," he told me in a voice that seemed like he was telling me the weather forecast. 

I froze. I pulled my eyes away from him and stared at the kids in the park.

"I watched all that shaving stuff, heard all that sluttish vocabulary and watched you eat her up and then waited till she had your cock in her mouth."

I stared stupidly at the football game.

"I don't blame you and I can't blame Shaila. I can figure out that the two of you must have been fucking the whole day from what she kept telling you when you were at it. I sneaked out, went down to the garage and polished off the bottle I had kept in the glove compartment before returning. I listened for a while to make sure you were finished and pretended to be more drunk than I really was. You know, looking at the two of you gave me a hard on the kind of like I never had for a long time. And I figured that maybe I could make it better if I would get involved in a group, because watching turned me on so much, I wanted to participate so that I could give Shaila what she desires." 

I stole a glance at him. He was leaning back against the bench, carefully smoking his cigarette.

"And then I watched you fuck her from the back as you spied on the neighbors. God! Did that make me horny! I always knew that Shaila was a firecracker. I watched right from the time you were on the binoculars and she was sucking you off, till you stuck your cock inside her."

I was speechless.

He turned to look at me. I felt his gaze on me but did not look up at him.

"I really wanted to sneak up today morning because I bet you had the busty Nina joining you. I know all about what Shaila and Nina do to each other. And I was pretty sure that my young wife would involve that top-heavy bitch sooner or later. Shaila has dropped enough hints about getting it on with Nina and her husband. Shit, what kind of a wimp would refuse to make it out with that stacked bitch? Now, they are strangers as far as I am concerned and could leak it out if it ever happens. I had to make a choice. Either I had to watch you with the girls before I make a decision or plunge right on. I decided to do the latter, because you are family, right? And you stand to lose a hell lot more if the word ever gets leaked out.

"Now, Nikhil, does that make me a cool customer or a sick husband?"

I couldn't reply.

"I could barge in and beat the shit out of the two of you that day. I could also have beaten the shit out of Shaila when I first caught her with Nina. But I told you why I couldn't. She is young and would have asked me to give it to her as well as she was getting it either from Nina or from you. And I knew I wouldn't. At least, till today."

I looked at him questioningly. 

"After my experiments with Mona and her friend and now with Mona and my buddy, I am pretty sure that I would be able to give it to Shaila as good if not better than you as long as I can watch you as the third partner in the ménage a trios."

I was so confused with the turn of events that I was speechless. My head spun and I couldn't think straight. 

Here I was, having come to my uncle's place with a plan that involved a binocular and gazing on petting couples around the beach. I had done that. 

Shaila came as a product of it.

Nina joining in was the bonus.

But now, judging by what he was saying, it had come down to my uncle, Shaila and me. 

"If that's so, why me? Why not the professor and the two girls? I bet they wouldn't spill the beans!"

He laughed. "Haven't you heard about the guy wanting to fuck the neighbor's wife, but if his own wife was the subject of any other guy's fantasy, he would kill him. No, really. The professor is a wimp and I don't want to involve him and his wife. If they do join up who's to say they wouldn't rat on me? And I am a goddamn professor besides being a doctor. With those two girls, we were safe. They have to lose more than we would if they leaked out anything. Anyway, I wouldn't feel comfortable sharing my wife with any one of those type who I suspect would be too eager to publicize the whole thing should it ever happen. Nina's husband isn't a professor of medicine and has nothing to lose. In fact, I suspect it would only act as a sort of ego booster with his female students. It is different if I ask you to join us, don't you see?"

"What makes you think Nina hasn't told her husband about what happened between her and us?"

"That's the beauty of it. That bitch is actually in love with my wife. She needs all that fucking sessions. Believe me. If she doesn't get that dose, she goes crazy. And Shaila has threatened that she would stop those visitations if anybody else would get to know about anything that transpires between them. Understand?"

I couldn't. Salil was one hell of a confused guy. Besides, I was pretty certain he was keeping something hidden from me. I clearly remembered what Shaila had to say about this subject. She had told me that it was because of the baby that uncle had postponed thinking about swapping with Sushil and Nina. Either he was lying or Shaila was. I suspected that it was he. Shaila had been too much in the mood for a fuck when she had confessed about it. I decided to ignore it for a while.

Either he was frustrated and perverted or he really and genuinely wanted his wife to get what her young body wanted, with the condition that only the family man (meaning me) gets to do it.

So, was this situation a product of his distorted and confused mind? Or was it a double bonus? My trip to Mumbai was now getting more and more confusing.

"Be a voyeur as well as a participant, I reckon, and it will fire me on. What do you say?" he asked quietly.

I was numb and speechless. Just yesterday, I had mentioned to Shaila that I had never heard or seen the likes of us middle class folks getting into such situations. And here was her husband, propositioning exactly such a situation.

I would have been crazy if I hadn't said what I did.

"Why not give it a try, uncle?"

******

I walked along the beach, hands jammed in the pockets of my jeans, trying hard not to think too much of what would be happening at the flat.

Salil had instructed me to take the walk and leave him alone with Shaila for "at least a couple of hours" so that he would fill her in. As it turned out, I never really knew what he spoke to her, nor how she took it. 

It was a murky evening, the air full of diesel fumes coming off the crowded road that followed the coastline. That was when I spotted Nina. She was walking leisurely from the opposite side and when she saw me, her eyes lit up.

"Hey there," she shouted to be heard above the din.

"Hi," I replied, my dick swelling inside my shorts at the sight of her voluptuous body, now encased in a modest summer dress that reached to the middle of her thighs.

As we approached, she smiled sexily. 

"What are you doing here, stud?" she whispered when she was within arms reach.

"Nothing, I guess. Just having a walk."

"And left Shaila on her own?"

I grinned. 'I got time to kill."

She grabbed my hand and started to pull me towards the row of apartments. 

"C'mon," she said hoarsely as I stumbled. "I've got time and I don't want to kill it walking on this stupid beach. Sushil's on the evening shift and won't be back till ten."

"Hey, hold on," I said, not certain whether I should do this though my dick said otherwise. Her monstrous tits pushed against the front of her dress, straining to get free. 

"C'mon, Nikki," she implored, "I've been dreaming of getting you alone. Let's have a quickie, okay?"

I allowed my dick to do the thinking. 

"You sure your husband won't be back..." I gasped trying to catch up with her.

"No problems," she replied. "You know what? He bought a new copy of The Digest today morning and gave it to me before he left for work. That jerk! He was laughing when he left. He knew that I'd be reading it and getting horny. Well, I was so horny, I had to stop reading it after the first dozen pages."




Hot Spots Ch. 05



We reached her apartment and she fumbled with the key. 

"Here," I said, taking the key from her trembling hand. "Let me do this."

She giggled. "You are the expert when it comes to putting something inside a hole!"

My cock twitched when I heard her say it. "Not just something," I told her as we entered the apartment. "It's almost half a foot long!"

"A wee bit longer, I should know it," she replied.

She locked the door behind her. The apartment was identical to Shaila's. Through the corridor, I could see the lights in uncle's apartment and I wondered what was going on there.

Nina did not give me time to think about such things. She grabbed my hand and pulled me to the master bedroom.

"All the time I was reading this magazine," she said, pulling it from beneath a pillow, "I was fantasizing about you being here."

"So I am here," I joked.

She looked at me pensively, breathing just that little faster, her nostrils flared, chest heaving and eyes wide with lust and desire.

"Sit down there," she said, pushing me towards the foot of the double bed. "I think I will read it with you around here."

My eyes popped out when she removed her dress, whipping it over her. She smiled impishly when she reached behind her to unfasten the hooks of her bra, in the process thrusting her chest out at me. She was wearing a lacy, almost transparent bra and I could clearly see her nipples punching through the cloth. 

Without realizing it, I groaned when she tossed the bra aside, revealing her large breasts. The nipples were hard and even from where I sat; I could see that they were erect.

She lay down on the bed, her feet pointed towards me, with the magazine in hand. She looked at me coyly and opened the magazine.

She had still not removed her panties and when her face disappeared behind the magazine, I turned and knelt down between her legs. I grasped her thighs and spread them apart. I let my lips nibble her smooth and silky thighs before moving to lick their insides. 

I noticed the wet spot on her panties. God, what a woman! I leaned forward and kissed her through her panties, taking in her exotic musky scent.

Her hips bucked up involuntarily and she uttered a soft cry when I buried my face between her legs. I glanced above, continuing to suck and lick her panties. I couldn't see her face: she was reading the magazine.

I kissed leisurely, slowly reaching up to the waistband. She lifted her hips when I tugged her panties down, and wiggled her hips, to help me pull them off.

She spread her legs wide apart now and I crouched into a comfortable position, settling down to give her a serious tonguing. 

She moaned when I licked the entire length of her outer lips. I had my eyes riveted upwards, on the cover of the magazine, which depicted a large breasted blonde with a black dick buried in her mouth. I ran a finger over her inner lips, which were wet (copiously so) and swollen. 

I pulled my wet finger out and ran my hand up her body. She raised the magazine and I shivered as I felt my hand running up her breasts. I offered her my finger and, lowering the magazine to hide her face, she took it in her mouth. She sucked on it after licking it clean.

I licked my way up inside her hot pussy, now that it was completely exposed. I licked her slick inner walls after thrusting my tongue as deep inside her as I possibly could, which was considerable.

She rotated her ass, arching her mound up, pressing it against my face. 

"Aargghhh!" she cried.

I thrust my tongue in, pulled it out, licked the lips and thrust it back again. I tried to imagine that my tongue was in fact, my dick.

When I turned my attention to her swollen clit, she squirmed and for the first time, she let her hands fall away. I knew she couldn't concentrate on the magazine anymore when I took the sensitive nub of flesh into my mouth. I pressed it between my tongue and upper lip.

My tongue slithered out to lick in circles and my mouth sucked on it just as she had sucked my cock.

The magazine slipped to the floor and her hands grabbed the back of my head. Her legs went up in the air, perpendicular to the rest of her body.

I managed to raise my face. "Do you want to come?"

"Oh god, yes, yes!" she squealed.

I went back to tonguing and sucking her clit, this time sliding a couple of fingers inside her pussy lips. I was aware of my own hard-on. The pressure inside my balls was agonizing and I thought that if I let my dick stay inside the confines of my jeans, it would rip off the zipper.

I gripped her ass cheeks and pulled her pussy deeper into my face. I felt the trickle of her juices dribble over me even as she was muttering incoherently that she was coming.

The vice-like grip that her thighs had on my face slackened and her legs slumped down on the bed. I shuffled upwards, kissing and licking the soft expanse of her belly, letting my tongue linger longer on her navel and finally, I buried my face between her tits.

I had already slipped off my shoes and as I lay on top of her, licking her cleavage, I pressed my hard on against her thighs.

"Ummmm, something's hard down here," she whimpered pushing back against my dick.

I raised my head and took her left breast in my mouth, immediately suckling on it.

"My god, Nikki, you are incredible! Never in my life have I felt so completely and so thoroughly eaten!"

I responded by taking her right tit in my mouth, fondling her left. They were really mountainous. I could hardly take a fourth of the flesh inside my mouth.

"Do you want to fuck with me or do you want me to suck you off?" she asked, caressing the back of my head.

I contemplated for a while, still licking her nipple lasciviously. "Well, I don't really know. Truth to tell, I wish I had four cocks; one in your pussy, one in your mouth, one between your tits and another one for you to jack off."

She giggled, slipping her hand down and pressing the bulge inside my jeans. "Let me get this poor fellow off," she said.

I raised my waist off her body, still licking her tits, holding them with my hands as she expertly tugged off the buttons and then unzipped my jeans. 

She had her legs around my back and with her toes she pushed my jeans down my legs. At the same time, she shoved my underwear down my ass. 

I groaned when her fist took hold of my hot cock and almost bit off her nipple.

She stroked my cock gently, her fist traveling from the bottom to the tip and traversing all the way down again.

"Kiss me," she gasped.

I slid up her body, now lying chest-to-chest on top of her and kissed her. She thrust her tongue inside my mouth, jerking my cock harder. I massaged her tits, pumping my hips up and down.

She rubbed the tip of my cock against her wet pussy. I plunged in the moment I felt my cock head rubbing the opening. 

"Aahhhh, that's good," she whimpered, tearing her face away from mine when I slid deep inside her.

She hooked her legs, wrapping them around my back as I began to slam into her. Her pussy was hot and wet and the lips clamped my shaft as I fucked her savagely.

She moved her hips and the inner muscles of her pussy so well, that I almost thought of shooting inside her.

So I switched over to thrusting into her at a slow, easy pace, getting used to the sensation of her velvety pussy. Each stroke sent waves of extreme pleasure roaring through my cock as her cunt milked it.

"No, no," she gasped, pulling my head down to her tits and gripping me tighter with her hips. "Don't slow down, just do it faster, please, harder, oh yes, fuck me hard!"

Realizing that I was fast approaching the point of no return, I switched back to long, deep and fast strokes, sucking avidly on her swollen melons, kneading them with my hands.

Our thighs smacked together as I plunged in and out and she wriggled her hips and fucked me back.

"Oh shit," I muttered, "I am going to have to cum, baby! Where do you want it?"

"Come in my cunt, please, inside my pussy! I want your spunk in me!"

She needn't have told me twice because that was exactly what I wanted to do. My mouth fastened on one tit, I slipped my hands below us to grab her ass cheeks and pulled her to me. I let my cock pound her in those final frenetic strokes that precede orgasm.

"Ugghhh," I roared as I slammed down, burying my cock deep inside her pussy and clutching her ass cheeks.

And then, I exploded. I froze when the first salvo of my juices erupted inside her. Then, a few seconds later, I resumed pumping to make sure that every drop of my come would be squeezed out by her cunt muscles.

She was in the throes of her second climax as she moaned and bucked her body up, almost off the bed, lifting mine with hers. 

As if in slow motion, we collapsed back. I felt utterly drained. This was, I suppose, one of the quickest orgasm I had with her. 

She pushed me off her body and quickly reversed hers. I grunted when she took my cum-soaked cock in her mouth. She licked the shaft and took me back in her mouth, fondling my balls. I pulled her by her ass so that she was lying on top of me, her legs on either side of my head. Without any finesse, I opened my mouth and planted my lips on her wet pussy.

We sucked each other furiously.

Yes, I was totally drained.

******

All I knew, when I walked into the flat just before the 

sun dipped down the horizon to bring in the night, was that it was on!

The lights were dimmed, Eric Clapton was on the stereo and the baby was nowhere in sight. On the dining table, to one side, three tall glasses were filled up with wine. 

They were seated on the couch, Shaila and Salil. He was still dressed in his dark brown suit and striped tie. She was wearing a gorgeous skirt, dazzling purple, which fell to her knees. It was a wrap-around, the kind that has no waistband or zip or buttons. It is wrapped around very much like a towel and has Velcro strips to hold it in place. Above, she was wearing a rather tight, low-necked sweater, apparently nothing else under it.

"Hey buddy, come on in. We have been waiting for you!" Salil sounded enthusiastic.

As I took my place on the chair, I glanced furtively at Shaila. She was examining her nails, a bright flush on her face. Was it excitement or was it embarrassment? I would soon find out, I thought.

He rose and picked up two glasses from the table. He handed over mine to me first before passing on the second glass to her. Finally, he picked his own glass and lowered himself back on the couch beside her.

"Here's to us!" he raised his glass. There was absolutely no forced enthusiasm on his part; he seemed to be genuinely pleased.

I wasn't really used to alcohol. Not that I hadn't tasted any before. But those occasions were too few.

I watched Shaila from the corner of my eyes as I sipped the wine. She was flushed and I caught her stealing furtive glances my way. 

"Okay, buddy," said Salil after sipping a goodly part of his wine. "Shaila and me had a talk. And glad to say for all of us, it was fruitful."

I nearly spluttered on my wine and watched Shaila flushing. She also had a small smile on her lips.

"G-great," I replied.

"Just that?" he laughed. "C'mon, it isn't just fucking great, I think it's awesome! Don't you agree, honey?"

She gave a slight nod of her head.

"Hey c'mon the two of you. I was kinda hoping that we don't lose much time to break the ice. Hey kid, Shaila told me that you were curious as to why I hadn't fucked her tits before. You want to know why?"

She went a bright red when he uttered the sentences and I almost spilled my wine. I hurriedly took a sip and nodded at him.

"The thought rarely occurred to me! Besides, whenever we watched that kind of stuff on the stag films, I thought she would feel degraded if I would stick my dick between her tits." He laughed.

"But she doesn't feel degraded if she is in an orgy?" I asked and immediately regretted it. 

Salil laughed again. "If I had known that it would come to this, I wouldn't have taken so long, buddy, if it is this what you mean. Watching her having a romp with Nina wasn't all that startling. But watching her take you and getting involved in a whole new vocabulary, well, that changes the scene for me, right?"

"What if it was some other guy with her and not me?"

Shaila shot me a glance – a furious glance. But I was curious. Salil seemed to me like a man with a rather confused mind. 

"I don't know," he replied as honestly as he could. "But there was no other guy, you see. Which is why I didn't exactly show an overt interest in Nina and her husband. But you, well, you are different. I think we have already covered the subject."

We silently sipped our wine. 

"Besides," he said, "Shaila, you never really ask me directly to fuck your tits, right?"

"N-no, I-I g-guess," she stammered, looking at her glass.

"Well," he said casually, "we will rectify that in a short while."

I could hear my heart hammer out loudly and yes, my dick was definitely and rapidly hardening in spite of it having already spurted considerable semen inside Nina.

I watched him sidle towards her, his arm draping around her shoulder. 

"Give your husband a kiss, honey pot."

She turned her head around and raised her face. He leaned down and I watched their mouths meet. By the bulge in her mouth, I knew he had thrust his tongue inside to let her suck on it.

His arm, which was around her shoulders, had now slipped further and he was caressing her tit. All the time he was balancing his glass in his other hand.

Shaila blindly groped behind her with the hand that was holding her glass and I quickly rose to take it from her. She swiveled her eyes to look at me and he raised an eyebrow. I placed her glass on the table and took my place back in the chair, continuing to watch them.

This was a first time of sorts for me. I had been peeping through binoculars, and save for having peered at them when I was a kid (and that was way back during their first night after marriage) I was actually watching a couple making it out in the same room as I was in. 

Still balancing the glass in one hand, he leaned into her, pushing her against the arm of the couch. By this time, he had slipped his other hand inside her sweater and I caught the billowing movements that he was making. I knew he was fondling her braless tit by the way she let out a gasp and pushed her face deeper to his.

I stared at them from the chair. I was aware that my bulge was quite prominent and that they could easily see it. Yet, I made no effort whatsoever to hide it. Rather, I leaned back further in the chair, slightly thrusting my hips out, to emphasize my hard on.

The wine was good because I was already feeling the buzz and I was sure they were too. It sure helped us to ease the tension and the embarrassment that had been hovering around the air initially.

After what seemed to be an hour but was actually a few minutes, Salil drew his head back to sip his wine again. He smiled at me, his nostrils flaring. Shaila too was breathing heavily because her chest was heaving up and down. The sweater had slipped below to reveal almost half of her tits and I noticed the wet spots where her nipples were. Man! She sure was leaking milk.

"Ahhhhh, that was great!" he sighed. "What do you think, Nikhil?"

I drained the last of the wine and nodded, smiling at them. "Yeah, that was a great kiss."

"Do I notice something between your legs inside your jeans, or is it just a trick of the light?" he asked pointedly staring at my bulge.

I grinned. I was losing my inhibitions quite quickly now and felt I was ready and primed up for the show. Besides, I had fucked two women simultaneously; this was my first time with a man and a woman. And they were my cousin and uncle.

"Hey Shaila," he said, his hand still inside her sweater. "You haven't said much. I did like to hear some of your new vocabulary. How would you ask him to show us what's inside those jeans?"

She turned her head to look at me, her eyes bright. As I said, the initial tension was gone, the wine was great and the atmosphere was just right. In a clear voice that I was so used to by now, she said,

"C'mon Nikki, show us your bull cock."

I smiled, and carefully placed my glass on the floor beside the chair. I spread my legs as wide apart as I could till the sides were flat against the arms. Then, with my eyes on her, I gently unzipped my jeans. I unbuckled the belt and unsnapped the stud. Raising my ass off the chair, I gripped the waistband of my jeans and my underwear, slowly pulling both down my knees.

My erect cock sprang out, throbbing and ready for action. I let my jeans and underwear hang around my hips and leaned back, not touching my cock; instead, I laid my hands back on the arms of the chair.

"Wow, man!" he gasped when he saw my erect prick pointing to the ceiling. "That's quite a handful you are packing!"

Shaila's eyes were riveted on my cock and she didn't look away when she murmured huskily, "Why don't you show him yours?"

He placed his glass on the table alongside hers and leaned back on the couch. Then, deciding against undressing while he was seated, he rose. He stood in front of the couch at an angle to us so that both of us could watch.

First, he shucked off his coat and stripped off his tie. He then slipped off his shirt, unbuttoning only the top and drawing the garment over his head. He wasn't wearing a vest, so he rapidly unbuckled his belt and pulled down the zip. He shook his ass to let the pants fall down to his feet. He bent down to shove his shorts so that it lay with the pants. Then, he stepped out of them, totally naked. Unlike me, he was obviously in a hurry.

His cock, I had already seen, but I didn't mention anything about it to Shaila because I wasn't sure that he had told her about it. Quite short as compared to mine, but it was thicker. It bobbed up and down as he strutted around, walking up to the couch and then walking back where he had undressed.

"Well?" he asked, grinning and gesturing expressively with his hands.

"It's great, uncle," I answered, glancing at Shaila.

Her eyes kept drifting from his cock to mine, as though she was mentally measuring their length and thickness. Or maybe, she was wondering how we were going to use them. Her lips were parted and she was still running her tongue over them. Her tits heaved and she was rubbing her legs together. Shaila was definitely turned on! 

"Hey," he said, "I don't think it's fair. You and me have our cocks hanging out and look at her. Still dressed! Though I must say, from where I am standing, I can see her nipples, and damn pretty they are!"

She blushed, unconsciously pulling her shoulders together to draw the sweater higher over them and conceal as much of her tits as possible. 

"Hey," he said, "maybe if you tell her in your style, she would be more interested in baring that cute little body of hers!"

She giggled. "Oh, c'mon, Salil!"

"Really, Nikki. I'd love it if you tell her."

I looked into her eyes. "C'mon, Shaila..."

"Not that way, Nikhil," he interrupted. "The way that the two of you normally talk when you are in heat."

I understood. I was getting to know him better.

"C'mon, slut!" I rasped to her. "Get out of your clothes. We want to see your tits and your whore cunt!"

She stood up and I could see that she was trembling.

"Wait," I said. "Hey uncle, don't you think that the bitch deserves being undressed by us rather than getting naked all by herself?"

He grinned. "You got that right, pal."

So as she stood there, the two of us walked over to her. 

"You take the skirt, I'll take the sweater," I said. My jeans and shorts had slid over my legs and I kicked them away.

He went down on his knees, groping for the Velcro straps of her skirt while I grabbed the bottom of her sweater.




Hot Spots Ch. 05



"Raise your hands!" I said. I was aware my cock was now hard and throbbing.

She raised her arms above her head and allowed me to pull the sweater up above them. Salil had pulled the Velcro hasps off the sides and the skirt was already slithering down her creamy thighs.

I threw the sweater across the room, watching those amazing tits tumble out and jiggle.

"I don't know about you, uncle," I said, gathering her tits in my hands, "but me, I'm going to suck on these beauties."

He looked up as he pulled her panties down. "Oh yes, go ahead. Me, I want to have a go at her cunt."

I grabbed her luscious tits, watching the milk spurt onto my hands when I kneaded them.

So he knelt on the floor and ate her out while I put my mouth over her milky tits and sucked her there.

"Ummmm, this is delicious!" Salil exclaimed.

I was busy licking and sucking her nipples and tits. She wrapped one hand around my head and slipped her other hand down to pull Salil deeper into her. Her face was raised up to the ceiling and her eyes were closed. Her nostrils flared and her chest heaved. Her legs went farther apart to allow Salil access to her cunt.

She was swaying now and if it hadn't been me holding her by her tits and Salil by her hips, she would surely have fallen to the floor.

Her head pulled my hair and then gradually eased down my back to my buttocks. She slid the hand so that she could hold my stiff cock in one fist. I groaned with excitement, leaning back to watch her dainty hand jerk me off and past that, to watch Salil suck on her mound.

"Let's get her on the sofa," Salil said.

"No," she replied hoarsely. "Not here, honey. I want to get it in our bedroom."

My prick jumped in her fist. We had not yet done anything in their bedroom and the thought of getting it with her and with Salil participating in their bedroom felt sexier, more erotic.

He rose, chuckling and taking hold of the tit I wasn't nibbling on. 

"Lead on, baby," he told her.

Holding our cocks in her hands, she began to lead us to the bedroom. Junior was thankfully fast asleep and remained so after Salil flicked on the table lamps. There were two such lamps, one on each side of the huge bed.

"Get on the bed on your back," I said.

Uncle and I stood beside each other as she climbed on the bed, arranging her luscious body at the center. 

Uncle was in a stage of extreme excitement and he almost jumped on the bed. I walked around and got in from the other side. When I leaned down to seize her tit back in my mouth, I found that Salil had already fastened his mouth onto the other tit.

She moaned aloud as we began to suck on her milky tits. I used both hands to cup her swollen tit and opened my mouth wide to take in as much of the wet tit into my mouth. Salil followed suit, latching on to her other tit, stuffing it greedily in his mouth.

Salil and I were lying on our sides facing her. She quivered and thrashed around on her back, opening her thighs, grabbing the back of our heads to urge us to carry on. 

I once more felt her warm hand clasp my dick and out of the corner of my eyes, I watched her other hand grab his cock as well.

We ravaged her tits as she jerked on our shafts. I slid one hand down to rub her clit, and Salil noticing it, slipped one of his hands to glide his finger back and forth over her slit.

She cried out, this time, opening her legs and lifting them up in the air. I began to massage her clit, rotating my finger gently. Her hand squeezed my cock harder and she paused to savor the feeling. Salil slipped a finger inside her cunt and settled into fucking her with it.

I let my mouth glide over her tit and then kissed her mouth. She sucked on my tongue furiously. I pulled away and worked around her ear and down her throat. 

Salil too had bent down, his mouth no longer on her tit. He was kissing her belly, watching his finger stroke in and out of her cunt.

"Take care of her tits, pal," he told me.

I bent down again, grabbing both her melons and squeezing them together, trying hard to suck both the nipples at once. She squirmed, wiggling her ass, thrusting her chest out at me, squirting out the milk.

"Oh my god!" she moaned. "Please, please me!"

Salil pulled out his finger from her cunt and offered it to her. She took it in her mouth and began to suck on it as though it were his cock. He slid the finger of the other hand inside her pussy to continue fucking her with it.

"Oh god, darling," she said in a shrill voice. "I want your tongue on my pussy!"

We shuffled back, allowing her to stand on the bed. He positioned his body on the bed and she lowered onto his face. He was lying back on the pillows and was in a perfect position. I watched his tongue running up and down her soaking slit as she sat on his face. She leaned forward and braced herself against the bed-rest. 

I moved behind her, bending down to kiss her back. I nibbled all the way down her satiny skin, my tongue extended out of my mouth, tasting her everywhere. Down, down to her firm, rounded buttocks, and then, I was running my tongue all over her ass-cheeks. 

I felt her shudder and she screamed. I knew she was climaxing. I glanced down and realized that Salil was now licking her protruding clit. 

She must have had a hell of an orgasm because she screamed out in absolute ecstasy.

She slid back down on the bed between us, breathing heavily, her awesome chest heaving as she tried to get her breath back. 

I began to rub her clit again and I swear I felt her pussy throbbing in time with her heaving chest. He was still rubbing her pussy lips and I could see his eyes fasten on my finger.

"I want to taste your cocks," she gasped, her hands burrowing down to seize our dicks in her hands. "Why don't you stand on the bed, facing each other?"

We rose, me, rather gingerly. I was aware that I had a much longer cock than him, now that I was completely erect. 

She took a dick in each hand, jerking on them gently. She looked up at me and then at him and smiled sultrily, licking her lips. Her tits were a mess with all that leaked milk on them.

She leaned to one side and flicked her tongue over my shaft. For some strange reason, I felt kind of triumphant that she had chosen to taste me ahead of him. Just as quickly, she leaned to the other side and tongued his stiff dick.

Simultaneously, her hands lowered to cradle our balls. This time, when she leaned towards me and opened her mouth, I thrust my hips forward, jamming my cock in her mouth right down to the hilt. As I said before, she is an amazing cock-sucker and I wasn't surprised at all that she could so comfortably manage to take me in her throat. I held the back of her head and pumped my hips to and fro. With her other hand, she continued to masturbate her husband.

I let go of my hands and she whipped her head to the other side. She swallowed her husband's cock now and I heard him groan. He pushed his hand down to seize her tit and began massaging it as she bobbed her head back and forth, taking his cock deeper in her mouth.

Her other tit was free, jiggling as she slid her lips up and down his swollen cock. I grabbed it and massaged. 

She pulled her head back with a sigh. Grabbing our dicks, she urged us to step closer and then tried the impossible: stuffing both the dicks in her mouth simultaneously. She could manage to get just the cock heads in. I was acutely embarrassed when my cock rubbed against his in the confines of her hot mouth.

"You still haven't asked me to fuck your tits," he groaned.

She leaned back, jacking us off, leaning to her left to lick my shaft.

"Please, fuck in my tits!" she responded, arching her chest towards us.

"But you also want to taste cock," I reminded her, rubbing my shaft all over her pretty face.

Salil was confused, but Shaila got the hint.

"So I suggest," I continued, watching her lick his cock, trying to thrust the tip of her tongue in the slit on top of his dick, "Why don't you lie on your back and he can straddle your face and fuck in your tits from the top?"

I knew she adored this position because then, she could suck and lick the balls while the cock would glide between her tits.

Salil understood as well when Shaila flopped down on the bed onto her back and dragged her body till her head was dangling down one edge of the bed. Quickly, he clambered down and stood on the floor, his cock positioned in line with her mouth.

"I reckon, maybe you should suck his cock a little before he fucks in your tits," I said, gently jerking on my cock.

Her head, dangling down the edge of the bed was at perfect height for him to merely take a step forward. His cock speared into her mouth and she closed her lips around it, her cheeks hollowing and puffing out as she began to suck on him.

I knelt at her feet and grabbed her legs. I helped her to spread them apart and taking hold of the back of her knees, raised them up till they were perpendicular to her body. I shuffled forward till my cock nestled against her wet pussy.

She shoved a hand down over her body to grab my cock. She made gobbling sounds as she began to jack me off even as she sucked on his cock.

I rubbed the top of my cock over her glistening cunt lips and she moaned.

"Easy, baby, easy. Or I may shoot my cum before getting to fuck your tits," Salil said. Apparently, rubbing her cunt lips with the head of my cock had got her excited and she must have redoubled her efforts on his cock.

"Why don't you start fucking them?" I interjected, rubbing her clit with my cock head. "No lubrication is required, I assure you. Look at all that milk!"

He pulled his prick out of her mouth and stepped up to her. Her head disappeared between his thighs and his cock lay right between her heaving tits.

He pushed the melons together and groaned when he felt the smooth flesh of her tits wrap around his inflamed cock.

"Oh my god!" he grunted. "I don't think I'm going to last too long!"

"Don't try to," I advised. It was ridiculous that I was directing him in spite of the fact that he was her husband. But, I continued. "Just do your stuff, uncle. Fuck her tits and don't bother if you come sooner than you'd like. Where do you want to unload your spunk?"

His face was contorted with passion and his brow drawn together in intense concentration. Perhaps, he was trying his best to hold back. I could see now that he was pretty quick on the trigger.

His eyes bulged out of their sockets as he stared at the sight of his cock that pumped back and forth smoothly between her drenched tits.

"I-I, oh shit, oh fuck, I want to cum in her mouth!"

I could see Shaila's mouth sucking and licking on his dangling balls as she moved up and down the bed in counter thrust to his movements.

I slid a couple of fingers inside her hot pussy. She was wet with her juices and my fingers slid inside easily. I heard her muffled groan as I fucked her pussy with my fingers. I began to rub her clit with the fingers of my other hand and her heels dug into my back.

"Please put your cock alongside Salil's cock," she implored, her voice muffled. 

He pulled his hips back, and paused, the glistening head of his cock poised just at the entrance of her valley above her tits. He looked at me smiling. I was caught in two minds. 

The sight of two cocks sliding back and forth between her tits was a definite turn-on; but that would also mean that my cock would be in contact with his. 

What the hell, I thought, pulling her legs down and pushing them together so that I could straddle her waist. I shuffled forward, and Salil; bless him, leaned back from his waist to allow me access.

He spread her tits apart and without looking at him, I lay my cock beside his. We faced each other now, our cocks snuggled between the wet leaking tits.

He pushed her tits together again trapping both of our cocks between them.

"Okay, pal, let's do it. When I push towards her, you pull back. And when I pull away, you push!"

It took us very little time to establish the rhythm, considering that it was our first time that we were in this position. I was acutely aware of his cock rubbing against mine. On the other hand, the other side of my shaft was sliding against the soft, pillow-like melon.

"Aahhhh, yes, yes, fuck, like that, ugghhh, oh my god, fuck me harder in my tits," she cried out.

I reached behind me with my hands and groped for her pussy. She spread her knees apart when I probed her cunt and moaned when I began to rub her hard nub.

"Shove your finger inside me, Nikki," she cried out.

I obliged by sliding two fingers inside her and continued to rub her clit. She clutched his thighs and her tongue darted over his dangling balls.

"Oh Jeeze, I can't hold back," he groaned, increasing his pace and shortening his strokes. 

"Oh god, oh fuck, fuck, oh man, I – I am c-com-coming!" he shouted, hurriedly clambering off her face and shuffling back. He stood on the floor and thrust his dick inside her open mouth. She sucked him hard, allowing him to pump his cock in and out of her mouth. 

My eyes were riveted to the spot and I now enjoyed having her cleavage all to myself. Somehow, she managed to reach down and grasp her tits, wrapping them around my cock as I began to thrust faster. At the same time, I increased the pace of my fingers drilling her cunt. I squeezed her clit.

She heaved and panted as she sucked, her body wriggling all over the bed. 

"Aargghhh..." he cried out, plunging his cock deep into her mouth till I could no longer see the shaft.

He arched his back, thrusting his hips forward. I could see her struggling to swallow his juice. The fact that no trace of sperm dribbled past her lips meant that she had swallowed all his cum. 

He remained in the position, shuddering spasmodically as he drained himself in her mouth. She continued to slide her lips up and down his shaft till he pulled it out.

He took deep breaths, his chest heaving and continued to watch my cock gliding in and out of her cleavage.

Her mouth was free of his cock and she raised her head, getting in line with my cock. I jammed my prick further so that she had the cock head in her mouth.

I felt my prick expanding with the double pleasure that it was getting: her mouth sucking voraciously on the tip, and her tits wrapped around the rest of my shaft. Her mouth worked furiously on the cock head and the rest of the shaft slid back and forth in the valley of her tits.

I grunted and groaned. I picked up pace and also began to finger fuck her pussy harder.

He watched us with wide eyes as we worked our way towards our orgasms. I suspected that Shaila had already come – her pussy was drenched with her juices. With my fingers prodding away like a jackhammer inside the warmth of her cavity, she lunged forward, her legs coming together and she almost bit off my cock when she shuddered to her second orgasm.

I could have held it longer. I watched Salil fondling his limp cock and he seemed to be surprised that it was getting hard again.

"Oh fuck," I cried out, thrusting my cock up her tits and jamming it into her mouth. "I am going to come, baby! Take me in deeper, ah yes, yes, yessss!" 

I had risen off the bed and was poised over her face. I now used long, deep strokes to fuck her mouth.

That's when I noticed Salil walk slowly to the foot of the bed. I immediately withdrew my hands from her pussy when I felt him exploring her. Looking over my back as I fucked her mouth savagely, I noticed Salil kneeling at her feet and burying his face between her legs.

"Ugghhh!" she whimpered, her mouth stuffed with my cock.

"I want to fuck you doggie style," he said hoarsely.

I pulled out my cock and clambered off her luscious body, watching her flip over onto her fours. I had held off my orgasm in the nick of time primarily because I wanted to watch him fuck her from behind. Her ass stuck out high and he got on the bed, positioning himself behind her.

I lay on the other side, my legs splayed wide apart and she lowered her head to take my cock back in her mouth. 

He thrust into her, making her cry out and driving her forward till my cock was buried completely in her mouth.

"Oh fuck," he said, "I never thought I could..."

He began to fuck her from behind. He had entered her in one swift thrust and now, holding her hips, he fucked her slowly.

I didn't have to move at all. All I did was to hold her long hair up over her head so that I could watch her lips sliding up and down my cock. At the same time, she began grinding her pussy against her husband's cock.

I slipped my hands down her body and seized her tits, massaging them. Her nipples were as hard as the two cocks inside her.

She literally was devouring my cock, working her mouth way up and down my shaft, her tongue teasing the underside of the hard, almost steel-like flesh. 

Salil was letting out guttural groans, sliding his cock into her steaming pussy from behind, and picking up speed and power. His eyes drifted from the sight of his cock ramming her from behind and then to her lips sliding over mine.

She raised her ass high off the bed now, burrowing even deeper between my legs. I heard the dull slaps of his thighs against hers, and I could clearly see his balls swaying wildly as he pumped strongly.

I pinched her jiggling nipples. The flow of milk was gradually subsiding now. Salil and me had milked her out quite a lot and it was only understandable. But she yearned to have my hands on those soft pillows, her hands urging me to knead them.

She muttered incoherently, her mouth stuffed full of my cock. I reckon this blowjob was among one of the finest I've had from her. 

Salil was sweating as he pounded feverishly into her. His eyes locked into mine and his lips contorted into a savage grin. His voice was husky. "Go on, pal, go on. Don't just lie there like a fucking moron. Fuck her mouth, buddy, ah yes, that's it, fuck it, yes, fuck it!"

I began to raise and lower my hips, feeding her my cock. When it thrust into her, he backed his cock out of her cunt till hardly an inch remained inside. And when I pulled my cock out of her mouth, he slammed his deep inside her pussy.

We used her like she was a rag doll, swaying back and forth between us. I knew that I wouldn't be able to last longer now. I watched his cock slamming in and out of her, making wet and obscene noises.

"Oh my god," I gasped, pulling her head down over my cock, "I am coming!" 

This time I meant it. I pulled my knees up on the bed, and literally lifted her up along with me. Salil slid down on the bed to lie on his back, his cock embedded inside her pussy.

She sat on him, her back to him and I stood up on the bed, pumping my cock in and out of her mouth. She grabbed my hands and guided them to her heavy tits. I felt my juices starting to soar up through my balls and pushing her back so that she was lying on him, I knelt down and slipped my cock back between her tits.

I pushed them together and fucked them like I'd gone berserk. She continued to move her ass up and down over his cock.

And then, I exploded. I let the first couple of shots land on her chin and swiftly shuffled up to plunge my shuddering prick inside her mouth. She gagged when I slammed down, burying my cock deep inside her mouth.

My body heaved and jerked spasmodically as my juices began to drain off my cock. 

I watched the juice drip down her lips to her chin and from there to her tits. She closed her eyes, leaned back to support herself by clutching her husband's shoulders and began to increase the pace. 

He rammed back and I watched them get on with each other. They grunted like animals till he was shouting out that he was going to come again.

She quickly moved back and spun around, now straddling him as she lowered her pussy from above, impaling herself with his cock.




Hot Spots Ch. 06



When I had arrived for the vacation, I had merely dreamt about peeping through the binoculars and getting my rocks off by watching couples making out. At that time, I had firmly believed that Shaila's little brother had been accurate enough and that I could really get to watch couples making it out on the secluded spots that lined the beaches. 

What I experienced instead was something way beyond my wildest imagination. First, the really, really hot action that I watched on the beaches. Next came my cousin's seduction. Then, there was that amazing, busty neighbor and the hot session I had with her and my cousin.

The threesome with Shaila and Salil was the grand finale. I knew that things between us could never be the same again.

After that night when we started it all, we couldn't stop. I was young and I knew I could keep up the furious pace. What amazed me though was the fact that Salil, despite his age, was just as enthusiastic and as eager as me. He seemed to have changed drastically. I couldn't believe that this was the same guy who had once told me that he couldn't last "for more than a coupla strokes, kid," because he seemed to be as eager as Shaila and me to start all over again.

As for Shaila, I began to suspect that there was a nymphomaniac lying inside her – dormant for so long and now suddenly erupting to the surface. After the initial period of "breaking-in" that had lasted all of about five minutes, she wanted to be fucked in any which way for any period of time. 

Salil had taken the next day off and we just continued where we had left off the previous night. Even during the times that she had to feed Junior and put him to sleep, either one of us or both would be at her. 

I can never forget the long sensuous bath that the three of us had that morning. A thoroughly wet Shaila grabbing the edge of the tub on her fours with her husband holding her hips as he stood behind her, his cock furiously plunging inside her while I lay in the tub, my equally wet cock gliding back and forth between her milky tits. And then, not too long after that, a flushed, panting Salil, sitting on the floor of the bathroom, his legs spread out in front of him, fondling his erection as he watched Shaila riding me barely inches away from him. Ever so often, he would lean forward and take one of her tit in his mouth, sucking away noisily. 

Now that Salil had broken the barrier, he seemed obsessed with fucking her tits. Whenever he was erect (which was quite often) he would either begin or end his session with his cock between her tits. During these times, he liked to watch me fucking her pussy or her mouth.

"Makes me want to prolong it, kid," he grinned. 

He specifically liked the upside-down position when he would lightly crouch above her head, his ass inches away from her face and cock wedged between her tits. He would look with glazed eyes at the sight of my cock piston in and out of her cunt during this time, even as I, facing him, would gaze at the sight of his cock fucking her tits. He called this position "Face Off," because he would be facing me while we did our things to her tits and pussy.

We introduced him to the sexy sights around the beach as seen through my binoculars – the hot spots.

He was genuinely shocked and amazed at the goings on in the secluded spots on the beaches.

"I never really thought that it would be going so far!"

"Hey, times are a-changing and you don't expect those folks out there to just feel each other and steal kisses and end it there, do you? Times are way ahead!"

So we would crouch at the window, the three of us, taking turns and watching through the binoculars the poor unsuspecting couples playing with each other. 

"Man," he had said exuberantly, "this beats the shit we watch on the tube!"

Needless to mention, we played this Peeping Tom game in the nude and invariably ended up having a hot session there in the room. 

The greatest part of the relationship was that Salil didn't mind if I played around with Shaila in his absence. In fact, he enjoyed watching us. 

The first time it happened was when I was lying beneath Shaila on the bed in the guestroom. We were in the sixty-nine and of course, stark naked. 

I was clutching her ass-cheeks and she was grinding her pussy deeper into my face. She was bobbing her head up and down, her lips sliding over my shaft. She wasn't taking it all the way in; instead, she was just sucking on the cock head and had wrapped one dainty fist over the base, pumping it as she sucked. Her naked tits rubbed my belly and I had spread my legs wide apart, wrapping them over her shoulders.

Because her legs were pointed towards the door, she wasn't aware that her husband had walked in. And because I shifted my body sideways to lick at her clit, I chanced to notice him.

Initially, I was nervous. We hadn't had such a situation before: he had sneaked up on us without our realizing it and never so openly.

"Hi," I whispered to him nervously and hearing me, Shaila immediately swung her head around.

We were immensely happy when he grinned at us, setting his briefcase on the floor and beginning to undress. 

"Wow! That's beautiful. Go on go on. Don't mind me. I think I will watch for a while – you guys look so beautiful like that – before I join in."

So we went back to what we were doing while he sat naked on a chair and jerked off his cock, watching us. Of course, shortly thereafter, he stood beside the bed and offered his cock to her and she took turns sucking us off, always playing with the cock that was not in her mouth.

She creamed a couple of times over my face before we decided it was time for us to let ourselves go. She wanted us on her face and we stood on the floor beside each other, watching her suck on us furiously, alternating from my cock to his, and then back again, again, again, again...

I came before he did and my semen rained down on her upturned face before dropping heavily on her heaving tits. I went into an uncontrollable spasm and heaved and grunted and shuddered.

"Gee, thanks," Salil said, now taking a step forward to stand bang in front of her. "That's a lot of lubrication, pal and just what I wanted now that you have drained off all that milk off her!"

And as usual, he thrust his cock between her tits, beginning to fuck them hard and fast. He was in his 'Face Off' position, her face between his legs, her nose pressed against his balls, but I was already too drained out to fuck her again. So, I contended by shoving my finger in and out of her while he fucked her tits.

Another thing happened three days before my vacation ended and I left Bombay. 

I raised the topic of Nina. 

"What about her?" he asked me. We were sitting on a pair of stools in the study, taking turns with the binoculars. Shaila was doing her rounds with the baby in the garden below and it was already twilight.

I suppose Nina came to mind because we were spying on a little threesome occupying that hot spot beyond the rocks, seemingly away from prying eyes on the beach. The guy was middle aged, I guess and the pair of women with him almost seemed to be mother and daughter. They looked remarkably similar. The woman would be in her late thirties and the girl just about nineteen or perhaps in early twenties.

It was Salil who had spotted them.

"Aha!" he exclaimed. "Now, this here is interesting!"

Though I perked up immediately (I was addicted to Voyeurism) I waited because I knew he wouldn't give me the binoculars till he was satisfied that he had a good hard on.

When I did peer through the glasses, the vision of the group of three sprang up like always as though they were in the same room as we were sitting in.

The guy had liberated the woman's tits from her blouse that still hung over her shoulders and was suckling on her breast while the girl was lying across his lap, playing with his dick, leaning forward from time to time to give it a quick suck or a quick tongue swipe.

Salil had casually fished out his dick from within his shorts and was stroking the hard shaft. For some strange reason, I was always a bit uncomfortable when we got naked without Shaila being in the picture. 

"Just lemme see them when the weasel comes. I bet he's gonna shoot over the little bitch's face. And very soon now. The asshole is twitching like he's got a candle under his ass."

The girl looked up and said something to the woman. The guy laughed and spread his legs further. The woman crawled down and now, both the women began to suck his cock and lick his balls. He thrust his hands below, fondling their bare tits. I watched his mouth open wide and his eyes beginning to close.

Salil was right: only, the guy came not just on the girl's face, but began spattering his juices over the woman's face as well.

I thrust the binocular to Salil and picked up my beer, aware that I had an enormous hard on. I glanced at the clock on the wall, willing the hour hand to sweep forward an inch for the time when Shaila would return.

"Oops, oops," Salil chuckled, increasing his pace of his fist and then suddenly deciding not to go all the way. "I bet they are a couple of whores. High class, maybe, but whores just the same. Shit, but that was hot! Look at those tits on that slut!"

And that was how the opening presented to me.

"What about Nina?" he asked again, laying the binoculars on my lap and picking up his beer.

"Well, I was just thinking, why not call her up over for a romp with the three of us?"

He chuckled, sipping his beer. "You randy little kid! Aren't you already having your hands full of Shaila? And besides, you are already fucking with Nina. Why want another additional member in our little threesome? Shaila does take care of both of us pretty well, I should say!"

I shook my head. "It isn't that, uncle. I thought another big-breasted babe would be additional attraction." 

He stared at me, nursing the bottle in his lap. He had shoved his dick back into his shorts.

"Listen, Nikhil. What we have with Shaila is different. We involve Nina and pretty soon that wimp husband of hers is gonna join us."

"Do you really think we couldn't ask Nina not to involve him?" I wanted to know.

He laughed. "You really got the hots for her, don't you? Listen kid, I know her husband. That sonofabitch has been gawking at Shaila ever since he first laid his eyes on her. Like me, I know he too is aware of the affair between Nina and Shaila. Damn it, every time we get to talk, he is passing subtle hints. Like I said, nobody but me and you fuck with Shaila."

"But I understand that you are interested?"

"I'll admit I was. Initially. 

"Why is it not wrong for me to fuck her?" 

"I don't know. I honestly don't know kid. I suppose I sort of like you. Always have liked you from the beginning. Besides, you are clean and you leak out one word about this and it's your ass in the sling, not ours. Hey, quit all that questioning: I'm getting confused. The conclusion is that Nina's husband is out."

"But don't you feel like fucking with that sexy bitch?" I asked him, not caring whether he was confused or not.

He laughed. "Thanks to you I've a real sexy lady at home now. And," he winked at me, "there always are some young ones on the campus."

I nodded, aware that he was right.

"Hey, if you want to fuck with Nina and Shaila when I'm not around, that's okay. I mean as long as her husband is aware that I'm not involved, he dare not suggest that we swap. Got the picture?"

"Yeah," I replied.

"Now, gimme those binoculars. Let's see where that young teen girl has got to with her gigolo boy beyond those bushes."

That was the end of the subject for him, though not for me. I had read about foursomes and I desperately wanted to experience one. This was a glorious chance for me. Uncle and me were already fucking Shaila together and he knew that Shaila and me got it off with Nina. It was merely a question of all the four of us meeting together.

That night the three of us were in the master bed. I was seated with my back against the bedstead, legs wide apart, Shaila riding me with her back to my chest. My cock was deep inside her pussy and it felt like it was being sucked in and spewed out again and again with her clenching pussy. 

He was standing before her, his cock grilling her mouth. I was fondling her heavy tits and he had his hands wrapped around the back of her head as he fucked her mouth.

His dick wasn't fully erect as yet and he would interrupt her blowjob and jerk his cock off before thrusting forward to let it slide back into her mouth.

I ignored him and concentrated instead, on the feel of her hot pussy around my shaft. I began to pinch her nipples before rolling them between thumb and forefinger. I looked up at his cock jabbing forward to disappear into her mouth.

Finally, unable to hold back anymore, I cried out, warning her that I was going to come. 

"Suck his juices off," he mumbled, backing off.

She spun around and had my cock inside her mouth just at the point at which I exploded. She swallowed my come while I lay on my back on the bed. 

I watched her licking my shaft gingerly, making sure she had every drop of my come where she wanted it: inside her mouth. Then, she turned to her husband.

"C'mon, honey," she murmured. 

Gasping for breath, I opened my eyes and noticed that he had totally lost his erection. 

She raised her eyebrows and looked at him questioningly. 

"What's the matter, darling?" she asked.

"Uh, nothing. Nothing at all, it's just that I guess I'm feeling a bit low today." The truth as to why he was in this state was to dawn on me much later.

"Aw, c'mon," I said casually. "You can't possibly get into a low mood now. Say what," I suddenly had an inspiration. "What if we have a face off? You like me fucking her tits, don't you? So what if I have just erupted? Watching you eat her out with my dick between those milky tits is enough to make me raise another hard on. You could say that it is the advantage of youth." 

He gave a small smile as Shaila crawled up to him and took his limp cock in her mouth, gently sucking on it. He watched her, in a rather detached kind of a way. Idly, he gripped her tits and fondled them.

I sat on the bed, back against the bedstead, legs wide apart and picked up the blanket to wipe the juices that still clung to my shaft.

"Tell you what, uncle, I'll go get your magic potion for you." 'Magic Potion' was nothing but a strange mix of red wine, a dash of vodka and topped up by Pepsi. It seemed to have an aphrodisiac-like affect on him.

He burst out laughing as I rose and walked out into the living room. 

I mixed up the drink in a tall glass, took a tiny sip myself to test the taste, and satisfied, I walked back to the master bedroom.

He didn't need it, I guess. He was already astride his wife, his cock held between her leaking tits with the help of his hands. He was rocking back and forth and I could see that he was erect. 

I walked towards them and stood by the side of the bed, thrusting my finger inside her pussy, making her moan aloud and spread her legs.

So much for the drink, I sighed as I sat down on the chair to watch them. I began to sip on the drink.

Why waste it?

******

I had postponed my return ticked from Bombay thrice already, but when Dad called up to ask me just how long did I propose to stay on, I found no viable reason. I had to finally tell him that I would be on the flight the next day.

When I took the call, Shaila was kneeling on the floor beside me, buck-naked, my cock in her mouth. Uncle had already left for his office and Shaila had suddenly decided that she wanted to taste my come before we would get into the bathroom for our showers. 

When she heard me confirm to dad that I would leave the next day, she pulled my cock out of her mouth and pouted. After I cradled the phone, she pulled me by my cock and said, "Do you have to?"

I bent down and planted an open-mouthed wet kiss on her lips.

I straightened and she began to rub my cock head over her tits.

"C'mon Shaila, I got to go one day. But hey, that does not mean that I wont come back again."

"When's your flight tomorrow?"

"I got to leave at five in the morning."

She looked up at me rather morosely.

"C'mon, then, lets fuck in the bathroom. I guess today will be the last time for god knows how long that we will be able to bathe together."

I grinned at her as she rose after giving my cock head a quick wet kiss.

"You go ahead and I'll join you. I'm going to call up Uncle and let him know about my plans."

I watched her delectable rear as I dialed uncle's number. He was just as disappointed as she had been.

"Don't tell me you can't postpone again," he whispered. He was in the conference room in a meeting.

"Dad will fry me if I do that," I laughed. 

"Okay, okay. I'll drop you off tomorrow to the airport. That means we have to leave at around half-past four. And it will also mean that we don't get a chance to sleep tonight."

There was a hint of laughter in his voice.

"I wasn't aware that we are getting any," I replied.

Cradling the phone back, I slowly walked into the bathroom. I noticed that Shaila had already filled the tub and through the steam, I could see her naked body hovering around it, testing the temperature of the water. I walked up behind her.

I encircled her by her waist and pressed my hard on against her buttocks. She twisted around and offered her mouth to me. We kissed deeply and passionately.

"Get into the tub, baby!" I told her.

"Use your other language today," she said.

"Get your naked body in the tub, slut!"

She stepped into the water.

"Turn around and face me. I want to look at your bitch tits and whore cunt."

She obeyed, her hands hanging limply by her sides. I stepped closer to the tub.

"On your knees, slut," I commanded and she obeyed again, sliding down into the water till it was up to her waist.

"Suck that cock," I said harshly, thrusting my hips out at her.

She gripped my thighs and leaned forward, opening her mouth and trying to line up my erection to her mouth.

I plunged my hips forward and sank my cock deep inside her mouth.

"Ugghhh!" she cried out when my cock head entered up to the hilt. 

"Now, bitch, suck it like I like it."

She began to suck it and by god, I really liked the way she did it! Back and forth, back and forth went her head, her tongue swirling around the shaft, the cock head impaling the back of her throat. 

I grabbed her heavy tits and squeezed them powerfully till she uttered a cry. I continued to maul those heavy melons till the milk was liberally spraying over the back of my hands.

As she devoted herself to sucking me off, I slid one hand down into the water searching for her pussy. She spread her legs wide apart and I cupped her naked mound. She moaned again as I thrust two fingers inside her pussy and began to fuck her with them furiously.

"One-two, one-two," I chanted in time with her bobbing head and my fingers.

She wanted to pull her head away from my cock when she climaxed, but I held the back of her head with my hand, sliding it quickly off her breast. 

I now began to pump my hips back and forth as she sucked me more vigorously and continued to fuck her hot pussy with my fingers. 

"Gosh, your cunt is so wet," I gasped, thrusting harder into her mouth. "And your mouth is as tight as your sluttish cunt! Suck it, you little bitch, suck that cock! Yeah, yes, yes, like that, give me more tongue, you whore, like that, yes, like that, get that dick wetter!"

She sucked me in right earnest as I fucked my finger into her powerfully.

Finally, I pulled my cock out of her mouth.

I gripped her cheeks. "Get back, my little slut. I'm going to join you and fuck your tits now."




Hot Spots Ch. 06



She shuffled back on her knees and I got in the tub. She had to rest her buttocks on her heels so that the height was correct. I slipped my engorged cock between her tits and she pushed them together.

"You want me to fuck your tits?" I asked.

"Yes, yes, please, please, fuck in my tits," she cried out.

Slowly I began to slide my boner back and forth between her tits. The milk and the water cascading over the orbs made it easy for me to begin fucking her there faster and faster without slipping out of that delightful cavern. She had enveloped her tits completely over my cock and I couldn't see the shaft at all: just the red cock head that crept out at the end of the up thrust. 

"Bend down," I muttered.

Still leaning away from me, she bent down and without having to be told, she opened her mouth, accepting the end of my cock that appeared out from the top of her tits. I could never tire of this. I paused to enjoy the sensation of her hot mouth on my cock and then pulled back again, dragging my cock back into the cleavage, feeling the sides of her tits scrape my flesh.

After a few minutes, I lowered my buttocks onto the edge of the tub and she knelt in front of me, wrapping her tits back again over my cock. This time, she started to move up and down, looking up at me, a slow smile on her face.

"You like that, don't you?" she asked.

"You have to ask?" I replied, placing my hands on her shoulders. "Just ease off a bit. I want to watch my cock slide between your tits."

She eased the pressure off her tits so that they separated and this time, she just held them loosely together, sliding her fingers over the front. My cock speared her tunnel now, resting between her tits, her fingers keeping me firmly in place.

As she rose and fell, I managed to get my toes into her pussy, spearing the opening with it.

We were making loud, wet smacking noises as we continued. My balls dangling below those cantaloupes brushed against the bottom of her tits.

Just as suddenly, I pulled off and rose.

"Turn around and grab the taps," I said, watching her do exactly that. She screwed her head around and watched me getting into position behind her.

"Oh god, Nikki, yes, yes, fuck me!"

I slid my hands up her back and gripped her waist. I didn't need to be guided; I thrust my hips forward and sighed when my dick slid smoothly into her hot, wet and wide-open pussy.

"Ugghhh, aahhhh, ooohh, yessss!" she whimpered when I slammed forward and came to a rest, my dick buried deep in her pussy, my balls resting on her smooth ass-cheeks. 

"Fuck me harder, fuck me harder!"

I think she got it all wrong, because I was still not fucking her. Okay, my cock was embedded inside her pussy, but I was yet to commence the to and fro movements. So, I lay still, not yet beginning to stroke her.

"Please don't wait for god's sake, fuck me hard!"

Ah yes, this time she had got it right. I began with long, slow and deep strokes, enjoying the tingling sensation that ran up by balls as her cunt muscles gripped my dick. Steadily, I began to increase the tempo of the rhythm till I was wildly plunging in and out of her.

"Fuck, fuck me faster, yes, yes, deeper damnit, deeper and harder! Ah yes, sock it to me!"

I couldn't ignore her milky tits. I cupped them in my palms, mauling and squeezing them as I let my cock stroke her the way she wanted it. She began to raise and lower herself, and then shifted her ass from side to side. This sent my cock at multiple angles into her pussy and the feeling was incredible.

"Oh shit, oh my god, oh ugghhh, aargghhh, mmmmm, aahhhh yes, yes, I'm cumming, I'm cumming, oh god, harder, harder, yes, yes, I'm cumming..."

I kept pounding into her. I watched my cock plunging in and out of her pussy. Her hands gripped the tap till they turned white at the knuckles.

"Come inside me, Nikki, please shoot your cum inside of me!"

Who was I to say no?

******

All too soon, my vacation was over.

Uncle didn't disappoint me and neither did I disappoint him. We stayed awake that night right to the time that he dropped me off to the airport.

He returned earlier than usual that evening just as soon as it had got dark and the three of us had a really sordid time together. We began with the 'face-off' position even as we were still polishing off the first glass of wine.

Shaila was wearing her short knee-length robe and we were in our usual attire these days – the comfortable, convenient and no-nonsense shorts.

Shaila had already put the baby to sleep. A word about the brat. He was one hell of a sleeper. Not once had he awakened when his mother was busy with either or both of us – or for that matter even with Nina. 

"Takes after me," Uncle had chuckled when I had remarked about the fact.

Salil was itching to get into action. Sitting with Shaila by his side on the couch, he slid his hand inside the robe and kneaded her tits. As usual, I was sitting on the chair in front of them.

"God, but you have great tits," he said.

She laughed, leaning sideways to kiss his mouth and bringing her hand down between his legs.

I watched, sipping the wine as he managed to untie the robe and expose her breasts even as she pulled his shorts down his legs and grabbed his cock.

Then, she tipped her glass and let a stream of the wine dribble down his semi-erect cock, giggling.

"Ouch! That sort of tingles," he laughed.

Shaila bent further and slipped his cock head inside her mouth, beginning to suck him.

Casually, I pulled my shorts down and began to wank off. 

"Hey, hold on, honey. Our guest is leaving today and we have to make sure he doesn't feel too excluded."

And so she slipped onto her back on the floor while he straddled her belly and slid his cock between her tits. I crouched low over her face and pushed my cock into her mouth and together, we stroked her tits and mouth.

We splashed a lot of wine over her naked body and took an awfully long time before coming all over her tits.

We ended up taking turns one after the other. Of course, in between, we took her simultaneously as well, alternating between her mouth and pussy.

It was an hour before midnight that Salil announced that he had a surprise for us.

"What?" asked Shaila from the couch, cleaning herself up with a wet towel. I had just returned from the bathroom after having had a long shower and Salil had refilled his glass and was sipping from it, seated on the chair in front of the couch.

"Guess?"

"We should do this more often," uncle later told me as he parked the car in the parking lot.

There was a heavy feeling inside me, more so because I had noticed the tears in Shaila's eyes when she waved me goodbye.

"Yeah," I mumbled.

"Maybe the next time you come, we will make arrangements to have that slut Nina over with us without involving her husband and have a nice little foursome, huh?"

I forced a laugh and nodded. "That would be swell."

We walked to the check-in counter where I handed over my ticket to the pretty girl seated behind it.

"Or," he whispered in my ear, "maybe, just maybe, you and I will get together with a couple more of professors and have a glorious gangbang with that lovely young girl."

This time I laughed out loud.

"Oh c'mon, uncle," I told him as we made our way to the security check. "All I'd be happy with would be just the three of us."

He nodded soberly, accepting my handshake as I turned at the door.

"But then maybe your idea is rather tempting!"

"Asshole!" he chuckled.

I pulled out the cardboard box that I had so carefully covered with the attractive papers and handed it over to him.

"What's this?" he asked, surprised.

"It's just perfect, uncle and I know that you and Shaila deserve it," I replied, turning away and trudging inside without looking back.

Yes, they deserved it alright. More than that, they would be able to use my gift better than I could back home.

It was the pair of binoculars. 

******