0 comments/ 57776 views/ 8 favorites A Long Way Home Ch. 01 By: dan57 From a script proposed by Dahlia57, a very nice Indian girl I recently met on Literotica. (starts slow but will gain momentum in the coming episodes) - - - - - Today, I have the pleasure of presenting the Awards for excellence in our school. The winners this year won't cause you any surprise as they trusted all the best results in their classes for the three last years. . . Ladies and gents, please applause Naina and Ritu Dhaliwal. for their exceptional performances. You know that, this year, there is a special bonus coming with these awards : Tata steel Company has kindly offered to sponsor our school. The winners of this year will have the possibility to study, all costs paid, in Birmingham University in England. It's one of the best scientific universities there. Naina and Ritu will have the opportunity to prove how good our students are and make us proud of their behavior far from their home country. They won't be in a completely alien country as there's a very important Indian community in Birmingham. You'll see women in the streets and even at University wearing sarees, kameez and men in dhotis. . . The Dean continued his long speech but Naina and her sister were not listening any more. Their minds were buzzing with ideas, old dreams, films they had watched on the TV. England! They would spend there three years, if they passed the exams to complete their curriculum and maybe they could continue to a doctorate there! That would be a stupendous achievement for them. They arrived in Birmingham with plenty of advices about the risks of living in a country where mores were much more relaxed than in India. For some of their relatives, it was a decadent country with orgies organized every evening even in the university premises, boys and girls learning side to side without any care for promiscuity. . . Someone sent by Tata Company was waiting for them at the airport. The girls were glued to the windows of the car. On the way, they saw effectively people wearing the traditional outfits of many countries : women in sarees, in kameez, men in dhotis were scattered among other wearing Muslim garbs, mostly black and occasionally covering completely the face or leaving only a single eye. Many girls were wearing more European clothes with pants and skirts ranging from floor sweeping ones to micro-skirts barely covering their asses and nobody seemed to care. The most wanton outfits seemed not to attract special attention. Their mentor showed them the center of the town, the university layout and finally the boarding house for girls that the company had chosen for them. To their secret dismay, the boarding house was reserved for girls only and they were told that they wouldn't be allowed to bring alcohols, beers and male friends in their bedrooms. The woman in charge just added to Naina's confusion that they could meet guys just outside in the courtyard and that the other boarding houses may not be that stiff about visitors. Naina and her sister discovered soon that life in Birmingham was quite different from what it was in New Delhi. One of their professors, Mrs Leena puzzled them : she was a white woman, married to a very powerful business man, they were told, and she put on only beautifully embroidered sarees and cholis but she wore them in a rather whorish way, shamelessly exposing her tummy and navel to the students and that seemed not to attract special attention from the several other Indian students. Most of the other Indian girls were also wearing Sarees in class. Naina was quite surprised as sarees are nowadays usually worn by married women but the other students explained her that Leena had patiently taught them that sarees are much sexier to wear than jeans. One by one, her students had been convinced and all the Indian girls in Leena's courses now permanently wore one and nothing else. Even a few white girls had done the same and their boyfriends and professors seemed to approve it completely! In the boarding house, Naina and her sister soon made friends with several girls and were stupefied discovering they had such a relaxed way of life, discussing openly of the beers they had drunk during the last week end, the films they had seen alone in the theatre and especially their boyfriends. It seemed to be an endless subject of discussion for English girls : where their boyfriends had taken them to dance, to have dinner, and, shockingly, how they have tried to caress them more or less openly. One of the girls even confided to Naina on a Monday evening that she had a real boyfriend and regularly fucked him but had cheated on him the previous week end with two of his own buddies as he was on a visit with his parents! The girl seemed to consider such a double date just a bit kinky and would love to do it again as soon as possible! Naina was bewildered : she had never considered that such things could be possible, except for whores, the lowliest class of women in her eyes! Such constant solicitation gradually helped both sisters to evolve. They were still properly shy but they now were more open with the other students, chatting of the most recent adult films without blushing beet-root, but they still explained dutifully that they intended to offer their cherries to their husbands on their wedding night. Even the other Indian girls considered them overly prudish and old fashioned! Their professor Leena who had surprised them by speaking perfectly Hindi and a bit Mayalam, concurred somewhat. - Never mind! They are still locked in the shackles of traditions. Life will help them out of it, the faster, the better! The twin sisters reached finally their eighteenth anniversary. They felt now like real adults at last, allowed to do whatever they wanted. The perfect symbol of this passage would be for them to go to a theatre and watch some adult movie for the first time in their life. The one they chose had a direct relation with their own life : two white foreign students in some English university were following their courses wearing very low cut sheer and body hugging tops on micro-skirts that barely covered their asses when they were standing and showed everything, including the top of their red thongs whenever they sat on their benches. They loved to show off for their class mates and professors. They eventually went as far as getting rid of their knickers and bras when they were following courses at university. The male students and professors soon discovered their daring behavior and watched them quite eagerly, daring them to go further. . . The final scene of the movie had been a gangbang of four white women in a suburban garage by twenty black men. One of the girls had serviced seven men together : one in her cunt, one in her ass, one in her mouth, two in her hands, one between her tits and a last one pressed between her feet in the back of the one pounding her cunt. Two other black men were wanking themselves in her hair. It was quite acrobatic and Naina and her sister were stunned by the girl's suppleness. They had watched the whole movie with gaping mouths. They would never have imagined such a lewd behavior! They had emerged from the theatre, quite dizzy to have seen such sexually active women and their quite evident lust for cocks and sperm. Such films were unheard of in puritan Bollywood where actors didn't even kiss their partners, just pretended to do so! It had been quite an experience for young Indian women who were expected to be shy and demure! They were still chatting about the film when the night bus dropped them quite far from the boarding house. It was about midnight and the weather was cold and rainy. They had the choice : either wait half an hour for the connecting bus or walk a mile to get to their destination. They finally chose the second option. About half way home, they run into a group of leather clad bikers. Finding in the night two rather thin girls with mouth watering melons and hips were a rare opportunity for them. They were so pretty that it gave them the hots for those two wenches that their bad luck had placed in the gang's path. They circled the girls and began to let their hands wander on their bodies. Naina and her sister knew they were about to be raped in some secluded place nearby. The leader of the group bent to kiss Naina on the lips. She saw there immediately a way to try to save both of them. She let him approach her without any resistance. She felt his lips pressing against hers and used all her strength to knee him on the crotch. He bellowed like a bull in a Spanish corrida and fell back. Naina plunged, holding Ritu's hand in hers and darted forward. The bikers were taken by surprise. They were soon twenty yards behind them before they jumped on their bikes. The girls would be soon caught back and Naina couldn't expect any mercy. They were still far from their boarding house. Suddenly, Ritu, showed her sister a red light above a porch : it was probably an open bar or a night club. It was their only hope and they jumped on it, getting inside in a hurry. The bikers didn't try to follow them. The entrance was covered with red velvet drapes with photographs of nude girls dotting the walls. Ganesh! It was a strip tease club for adult males but they couldn't exit until the bikers had gone away! A huge bouncer came their way. - Ahhh! At last, girls! We were expecting you. You're late and our customers want to watch your performance, at last! Follow me in a hurry! He led them through a door marked "private" and led them to a changing room. - Here are your outfits! You have ten minutes to prepare yourselves! - But what are we to do? - You're joking! You, Mexican girls, have agreed to come and strip naked in front of our customers. You're in a night club and our customers don't like when girls are one hour late! You'll get your one hundred pounds and don't expect any gratuities! - But we aren't strippers and we aren't Mexicans! We are Indian girls! - I don't care! You do your job, now! Otherwise, I might get very angry and you'll feel sorry, I swear it! Naina felt trapped. They may be soon beaten to submission or worse. She was scared! The worse would be to be thrown out of the night club into the clutches of the bikers. The man she had kneed would make her pay for it. They had no way out! She finally nodded to the bouncer and began to sort the attire he had provided them: see through red lace bra and knickers, red fishnet stockings, a black see through blouse, a very short grey school girl pleated skirt and five inches stilettos. . . The two girls put on quite reluctantly that whorish outfit under the eyes of the bouncer. They were too afraid to ask him to get out. Their self esteem and pride had been shattered. Any pretence of propriety had faded away. They felt like slaves to be used by a master. The bouncer gave each of them a bright red jacket he tied tightly around their waists. Their constricted midriff pushed up their tits. Naina had nice breasts (D size) with an hour glass figure 36-25-34. Ritu, although her twin was somewhat more slender : 32C-23-32. Young Indian girls never get large figures. Both were very pretty. The bouncer thought that the customers would love to see them naked. They were clearly inexperienced. After they had striped naked, he would make them walk among the tables. It was the usual way with whores, announcing they were available. These two girls might be virgins. They would be deflowered in style, in public! He would get nice tips! The bouncer led them to a staircase and pushed them up. At the top of the stairs, there was a door. When they got through, they found themselves on a platform surrounded by a metal cage. The bouncer had accompanied them but remained at the door, giving them orders. - Dance for the customers! . . . Wiggle your hips. . . faster. . .Push your breasts forward! . . . Now make them wobble by moving them laterally! The girls obeyed him and he must have been a good ballet master as the assistance applauded and clapped their hands in rhythm. - Now take off your jacket. . . Take them by the collar and make them turn above your heads. . . Good. . . Throw them aside. . . Now dance again. . . Wiggle your hips. . . Make your breasts dance as I have taught you. . . Good! Naina and Ritu had understood the knack of it. They needed less and less orders and knew how to please the assistance. They removed more and more reluctantly their blouses, then their skirts. They were now in see through bra and knickers. Their high heels made their figures even more attracting, now that they were half naked. The customers were cheering, urging them to take off their bras. On an order from the bouncer, they unhooked them but kept them on their breasts to push up the lust of all the men around them. God they were so much excited that the girls would be fucked at the moment the bouncer would make them enter the crowded night club. Silence fell when the girls froze, ready to take off their bras. The spot lights were switched on, flooding them with light. A drum began to beat but it was soon covered by outraged shouts from two men in the assistance : - But they aren't Mexican girls! They are our students Naina and Ritu, they are Indians. It's a fraud! Stop the show or I call for the police! The situation was getting out of hand! The bouncer tried to silence the two men. He jumped in the middle of them. They were perfectly similar twins. The bouncer thought He would deal easily with them : he was bigger and stronger. He tried an uppercut that never reached its destination. The man had avoided the blow as easily as if it had been rehearsed a thousand times. But the counter attack exploded his nose. Bleeding profusely, the bouncer wanted to hit back to no avail! He lost two teeth in the next instant before he decided he was defeated. His brother was handling a cell phone quietly and told his brother in a loud voice :. - I've called the police! They will be here in a few minutes. The assistance panicked and fought to get out of the night club. Even the bouncer vacated the premises. Naina, Ritu and the two men were soon alone in the night club. Naina recognized her professor of applied mathematics and his brother, a professor of physics in the same university. Apparently their skills were not limited to scholar accomplishment! They led them to the changing room and helped them to retrieve their own clothing. Their professors made Naina put on her kameez and her salwar above the knickers and bra she had worn during the show while Ritu put on back her skirt and tee shirt. One of the brother handed them their shoes and coats while the other one picked in a bag the rest of their belongings : their own bra and knickers, their socks and the high heeled shoes the bouncer made them put on. - But they belong to the night club! - They're legitimate war spoils! They gave them to you and they promised you one hundred pounds! - But it was for stripping naked and we didn't fill up the contract! - Care to stay here and wait for their return to appear stark naked in front of the bouncer? He may not know the noble art of boxing but he may come back with friends and weapons soon! Naina stopped arguing and finished putting on her clothes. She combed back her long black hair and rearranged her outfit before following the twin professors out of the night club. Their car was parked in a nearby street and they packed in with no problem. Naina peeked suddenly at her watch. - Oh, Ganesh! Help us! - What's the problem? - It's well past one AM : our boarding house will be closed. They will never open the door for us this late and we have no money to go to the hotel. - It's no problem! We can accomodate you. We have a big house in the outskirts of Birmingham. We will come to take your wallet before going to Uni, tomorrow. - But it's not proper : two girls and two men together for a night! - Oh! You need a chaperone! Perhaps the bouncer of the night club would do? - Ganesh, you're joking! I'm in no mood for such jests, not after all our adventures tonight! - OK, let's be serious : you have three options, either our home with warm beds and thick fluffy pillows, the police has not that comfortable bunks ready for you if you care to break into a car unless you want to find a cardboard box to place under the train bridge, with other homeless people! You may choose! - OK, I surrender! It will be your house! Thank you for allowing us in, Mister! I don't even know the name of your brother! - Oh, that! Our parents tried to be funny! I'm Tim and he is Tom. We both are T. Brookes for the rest of our lives. Just call any of us Tee. Most people, even our close family, can't differentiate us! The house was really big, maybe six or eight bedrooms, more like a small manor, with a wide garden around and trees to isolate the house from the road. In the night, they couldn't see any more details. Naina and Ritu had never entered such a big mansion. They turned toward their professors. - We inherited this house from our grand parents six years ago. It was too big for us but it was filled with souvenirs we didn't want to discard. So we installed here. Both of us are planning to have a large family in the future! - You don't have girlfriends! I had thought that all English boys and girls had girl or boy friends from what we've heard at the boarding house. - Oh far from it, I'm afraid and us being identical twins and living in the same house is often a problem for many girls! But it's time to go to bed! Do you want separate bedrooms or do you want to share your bed with one another? - I think we'll choose to remain together to comfort both of us. We had so many adventures tonight : we went for the first time in our lives alone to watch a film, we were mauled by a gang of bikers, we tried to find a shelter in the night club where we were forced to strip in front of maybe two hundred people. We were about to shed our last pieces of clothing when you got into the scene. You punched this dirty bouncer quite neatly and then you took us into this palace! You could have written a film scenario on such a basis! - Quiet, girls! We aren't film stars and I don't see any cameras around! Relax, you are out of danger, my little damsels in danger! If you need anything, just knock at the next door : it's my bedroom! Sorry but I can't offer you one of my pajamas : they're just too big for you. May be you could fit whole into one of the legs of my trousers? The two girls giggled and closed the door behind them. They undid their clothing, carefully folding it on a seat as they had to put it on back the next morning. They decided to keep on the see through bras and knickers they had been given at the night club. It would remind them the fear, the shame they had endured when they had been paraded in the steel cage and the ultimate thrill of being saved at the last minute by two large, handsome and reliable men. Naina had to recognize that it had been quite exciting, all the men with bright eyes ogling her with bright eyes, desiring her on such an animal way. It was an experience no shy Indian girl could emerge unscathed! Ritu was clearly in the same state of mind. Naina often took the lead but her sister was never far behind! Neither of them was able to get asleep. After they have turned around several times in their bed in vain, they started chatting feverishly. It was a bubbly conversation, going from the movie they had seen with the offensive sex scenes, the fear they had felt when they had been attacked by the bikers and the thrill of having been forced to strip in public, even it had not been pushed to its end. What their family would have thought of such adventures. Most of them would have thought it was entirely their fault as they had gone to watch an adult movie when they should have stayed in their bedrooms. They wanted to show off that they were adults now and they had paid the price of it. That gloomy idea was interrupted when Tim pushed the door open. A Long Way Home Ch. 01 - What's the problem, girls! You were chatting so loud that you woke me up! It's late, you should be asleep. What's troubling you? - Sorry, Mr Brookes! - I thought that we had agreed on Tee. So hush with Mister Brookes! - Even in front of the other students or the University dean? - Mmmphh. You win the argument. So it will be Tee everywhere EXCEPT at University when we're with other people. Everything considered, I've seen very few of my students in see through undies, fishnet stockings and impossibly high heels striping in a stainless steel cage! I should have waited a bit more! It was really exciting! - Was it? You know, we had had no sexual experience at all! It's too shameful to discuss in Indian families and Bollywood films are not that explicit. We are still virgins either physically and mentally but this night has ignited a fire. We want to become more knowledgeable, not to remain sitting ducks in a world of sex crazy men! - So, you would like to have sex lessons! Did you think of me and my brother as professors? - Oh no! We respect you too much : you helped us in a critical moment. You're now like some members of our family. - Does that prevent us to apply for the job of teaching you sex? Naina blushed beet root to a very fetching color. - Uhhh! Yes, uhh, I wanted to say No! You would agree to teach us that!!! - Why not? We are adults and unattached, and so you're. I may be your professor but Tom isn't and I may act as his assistant to have things settled. - But would he agree, also? A voice boomed from the door! - You bet I would agree! Two of the prettiest girls in the University, half naked in whorish outfits in my home, come, asking for sex lessons and I would decline the offer? Do you think I'm queer? - Oh, no, Sir. . . Uuuhh! Sorry : I wanted to say. . . No, Tee! - So that is settled! But it implies you'll have to vacate your room at the boarding house and stay here on a permanent basis. Just a point : don't expect special treatment from Tim. He will be even more demanding in his position as your official professor. He won't settle to anything under perfection from you! - And we aren't expecting less than that! We'll work twice harder, I promise it! And you may punish us if we make sloppy work! From now on, your wishes are my orders, Tee and I imply both of you! - So am I! - In that case, you are about to receive your first lesson! I'm Tim and you'll be my personal charge, Naina and, you Ritu, you'll be Tom's ward. We'll work often together or we'll swap you from time to time but you'll probably not notice it as we're so much alike. - OK! What are your first orders, my Lord and Master? - We'll go to bed to sleep. You'll accompany your designated. . . Uhh! Master. . . in his bed but girls, wearing even see through undies aren't allowed in our bedrooms! So, Ritu, would you like to switch on the CD player! Choose some sensual music and both of you will strip naked for us. Finish the exhibition in the night club that I so rudely interrupted. We want to see you naked at last! Ritu choose a slow dance music. Naina would thus be the first to perform. She was walking into totally unknown territories but she had seen so many Bollywood films that it felt no so weird a situation as she could have feared. She began to dance as the bouncer had told her to do, moving her hips and her tits in rhythm before unhooking her bra. She pulled down the straps on her shoulders, cupping her breasts to prevent the bra from falling down. She turned her back to the men, sensually wiggling her bottom while she let the bra fall down from her breasts. She kept it in her hand and covered both her breasts with her left arm. She slowly turned toward the two men and threw the bra toward Tim as he was her designated mentor. It was quite natural that she was to try and seduce him in priority. He grabbed the bra in air and held it high as a trophy! She lifted her arms to the sky and danced on sensuously, offering her breasts totally to their view. Naina's breasts were far from sagging. She was well endowed with pert nipples that Tim would love caressing, nibbling and sucking until they were fully erect but it would be another day delights. - Your turn, Ritu! The young girl, barely eighteen now for two days was waiting anxiously for that order. Naina wanted to leave her the center of the room in front of the two men who had slumped into an armchair and watched them avidly. - Continue to dance, Naina! I'll match your movements! Naina followed her sister's demand and danced on. Ritu passed her fingers in her mane in a very sensuous movement that drew the breath of the two men and even of her own sister. She then unhooked her bra, pulled down the shoulder straps and pushed her breasts against her sister's. Her bra was thus maintained perfectly in place. Her arms were free and she made them dance around her slender figure. After a couple of minutes, she retreated back. Her freed bra fell down and she pushed it aside with a kick of her left foot. The two girls now wore only their red see through thongs, their stay up stockings and the stilettos they have retrieved from the bag with the war spoils as Tim had nicknamed them. Naina and Ritu had an eye contact. Naina nodded her acknowledgement of their mute agreement. In a common gesture, they grabbed the waist band of their thongs. They were still sensuously dancing and slowly eased down their thongs. Tim and Tom progressively discovered their neatly trimmed pubic fur. It was thick but perfectly tidy with no loose hair. Their cunts appeared finally. The hairs had been partially shaved around their gash that appeared framed by the thick hair, a very arousing view for the two men. The two girls noticed a big tent forming under their pajamas. Their exhibition really turned the two men on. They pushed down their knickers, took them into their hands and offered them to Tim and Tom, pushing their crotches forward in a very inviting gesture. The two men took the thongs, opened them completely and took the place that had been in contact with their gashes to their nostrils, inhaling deeply the sensuous perfume of the two virgin girls' cunts. It was such a strong and heady stuff! When the music ended and the two girls went still, Tim and Tom stood up and applauded them for their sumptuous performance. They would never have imagined the two girls would have been able to present such a show. They would have loved to keep in the movement and fuck the girls alongside but they were virgins and should be thus tasted slowly, like the best wines. They would love teaching them all they would need in their sexual life. The girls could never have found better professors! - Now it's time to go to bed, girls! Naina and Ritu politely let the two men lead the way to their own bedrooms, taking them by the hand. It was a breath taking moment for both of the girls : the first time they entered a man's bedroom, stark naked to spend the night with him. Tim took off the vest of his pajamas and slid into the bed, keeping it open for Naina. She curled up under his arm and he closed it around her neck, taking her breast in his hand, and gently squeezed it, caressing her nipple. It was the first time a man had touched one of them and she found that caress enthralling. Her nipple became instantly erect and he tweaked it gently between thumb and forefinger. Naina moaned and fell asleep instantly, thinking it was so pleasant to get asleep in a man's arms. Ritu had had roughly the same experience, apart from the fact that Tom had taken her nipple in his mouth and had sucked it eagerly. She had felt warmth permeating throughout her body, and especially her cunt and her whole breasts that really tickled. She had fallen asleep on the moment he had taken her in his arms! Both girls dreamed that night and their dreams were quite pleasant : they appeared ten years older, still living with Tim and Tom and enjoying the pleasures of family life in the middle of a bunch of children of different ages. They wondered afterward whether it had been a sign they were falling in love with their professors! As every morning, they woke up at seven and found themselves tightly enclosed in their professor's arms. They tried to remain perfectly still to let them sleep. Tim woke up a quarter of an hour later. - Hello, Naina! Did you sleep well? It might be a big change for you sleeping with a man in the nude! - I had the most pleasant night of my life and waking up in your arms was an unexpected treat, Tee, my Master! She kissed him on the cheek. He smiled back but scolded her nevertheless. - Tell me, Naina, did you watch European or US films on TV since you arrived in Birmingham? - Yes quite often! - And how are the actors kissing in a love scene? - Straight on the lips with mouth open and they push their tongues in. . . Oh, Ganesh, it's so rude! - It'll be your second lesson! Kiss me now properly! She bent down slowly, quite reluctantly. Her mouth was ten inches from his, then five, then three, then two, then one. . . and she stopped there. Tim placed his hand behind her neck and drew her to him. Their mouths met. She opened horrified eyes when she felt his tongue trying to force entry into her own mouth. She had to exert a terrible act of will to relax and let her muscles unclench and let him in. Finally, it wasn't that unpleasant and even it could be really enjoyable. When he relinquished his grip on her neck, they parted and she placed a kiss on his nose, teasingly. - Was it so difficult? - No but it was so. . . forbidden! - But, it's how I want you to kiss me whenever you wake up or when we get into my car to come back home. - Even if we are with Ritu and Tom? - Especially then! Do you have anything to hold back from your sister? - No for sure! It's getting late! I'm going to prepare the breakfast. What do you want to eat? - Scrambled eggs and grilled tomatoes will do with a cup of tea and a muffin. And the same for my brother! Everything is in the fridge or in the right top cupboard. - A bachelor's kitchen, I think! What shall I put on for the breakfast? - The four of us are alone. Do you feel too cold to remain naked? I would appreciate it! - As you want, master! Naina went to prepare the breakfast. She saw that the dining room gave into a veranda brightly lighted by the morning sun. The weather had gone suddenly to sunny and it would be probably very warm there. She heard Ritu opening the door. Tim and Tom came to help her carry everything into the veranda. She had feared that they could be watched from nearby houses but the garden was wider than she had expected and there were no nearby houses. She relaxed and followed Tim in the veranda. The breakfast was finally very pleasant : they chatted freely and Naina soon forgot she was naked in presence of two men who were really strangers. Tim had told her to sit next to him while Ritu's thigh was touching Tom's and she seemed not to mind at all. He tweaked her nipple between two fingers and Ritu laughed and pushed her breasts in his hand. Naina felt left out of the game. She had one way of equaling her sister's achievements : She turned toward Tim, placed her hands behind his neck and kissed him on the lips, pushing her own tongue into his mouth. Ritu watched her, completely bewildered. She would never have expected to see her sister defying so many taboos after just a night with Tim! Naina had started a competition with her sister and their two mentors would be the main beneficiaries of that challenge as the two girls would try their best to be the most seductive to them! They were now quite a long way from home! A Long Way Home Ch. 02 From a script graciously offered by Dalhia57, an Indian girl I recently met on Literotica. - - - - Naina and her twin sister Ritu Dhaliwal had won a grant to continue their university studies in Birmingham, UK. The two quite shy Indian girls were attacked when coming back from a theatre by a group of bikers and took shelter in a night club where the staff wanted them to strip naked for the benefit of the customers. Two of their professors saved them from being raped in public and offered them to teach them the bases of sex education. They invited the two girls to stay in their big mansion. They had finally agreed. - - - - Naina and her sister cleaned the breakfast table and went to take a shower and put on their clothes. When they got ready to go to the boarding house, they went without hesitation to the back seats of the car but their professors stopped them immediately : they had clearly other ideas. Tim had the car keys and would drive. He asked Naina to take the front seat to his side. Tom would sit in the back with Ritu. That seemed improper to both girls. - We are simple students! It's more adequate if we use the back seats! - Maybe if you were just two ordinary students but we are also to give you sex lessons! You should always stick with your mentor as closely as you can. He may have exercises for you at any time! - Even at Uni? - For sure! You'll have plenty of opportunities soon. Here is your first lesson of the day for both of you : you're just going to take our cocks in your hands through our trousers and caress them slowly. Naina was quite hesitant when she placed her hand on Tim's crotch. She could feel a hard cylinder under the cloth and it seemed to get bigger by the seconds. Tim groaned and she jumped back as if she had made a mistake. She apologized but Tim stopped her. - You've done nothing wrong, on the contrary! It was just so good that I lost my self control. Continue, please! Thus encouraged, Naina placed her hand back on his cock that now made a tent on his trousers and began instinctively to wank him, rubbing her hand along the length of his shaft. Tom had placed an open newspaper on his lap and he has told Ritu to take his cock out of his fly. She was quite pleased to know that this time she was in advance from her sister. Tom had to help her as she didn't know how to manage him out of his briefs. - Oh, Ganesh! The head of his cock is in my hand, Naina! It's warm and very pleasant to touch, silky and the tip is moist! - Slowly, girl! Otherwise, you're going to make me cum and I'll soil my trousers. We'll show you this evening how to do it without problems! Naina felt jealous but she promised herself she would surpass her sister. She wanted Tim to be proud of her! They arrived soon at the boarding house. Their professors couldn't accompany them so they gave them their recommendations. - Naina! I've always seen you in pants or whatever you name those sleek trousers! - Salwars or churidars for the tightest! - Whatever! I would like to see how you look in a skirt or a dress. - Sorry, I don't have any! - I'll take you shopping soon to offer you a wardrobe that is more to my taste. Salwars may be quite beautiful but a French writer wrote that pants are like a closed door while skirts are like an open door and I want you wide open for whatever I decide! - You saved us from rape and ultimate degradation. I promised I would abide to any of your orders! - Good. So just put on one of your kameez with some belt : it will look like a short dress. With wool stockings or leggings, it'll be perfect! - Aye Aye, Tee! - Ritu, you have a more European look with your tee shirts and Denim skirts but I would like to try more daring shorter skirts. - I don't have any! - Then sacrifice one of your oldest skirts! Cut the lowest part. I don't want it to get lower than half your thigh! Hurry up! Both girls scrambled to their bedrooms and went back ten minutes later. They had gone as very uptight, quite demure girls in drab clothes and came back as sexy, almost wanton lasses in colorful dresses. Naina had chosen a red kameez, probably the longest she had with a black belt and black stockings. Ritu had cut a pink skirt. Its length barely reached eight inches. She would have to take care when sitting down. Otherwise the many men who would surely ogle her constantly would have a full view of her knickers at least for the time being as this was to change soon, too. . . The change was astonishing : even the girls' faces were enlightened by broad smiles. Their gaits had also been radically modified : they usually scurried about like terrified mice and now they walked in a more self assertive, confident way. The four of them went their ways from the parking lot. Their first course was with Professor Leena. She instantly remarked the change in Naina's outfit. At the end of her course, Leena called for Naina and complimented her : - Gods! You've completely modified your look. I told the other students that you would blossom some day but I would never have expected you would change so fast and so completely! I just regret that you don't wear a saree! - But Professor, sarees are nowadays worn by married women only! - Don't forget that we are in Europe : you can put whatever you like whenever you want! Even the traditional colors have lost any meaning here : you can wear an orange saree without being religious, a green one without being Muslim or a red one without being a Brahmin!!! Finally, Naina had a very good day : the other students were much more talkative and ready to discuss with her at lunch time. Even the administrative staff she asked for a certificate smiled back to her. English people were, everything considered, very gentle and pleasant. Her previous impression of them being reserved and uncaring was maybe related to her own detachment. She had been a stranger in this establishment and now she felt she belonged to it. . . They had decided they would meet in the parking lot at a quarter to six to drive back home. Naina thought discreetly that the fact that she already considered Tim and Tom's house as her home was rather unusual. Both sisters didn't want to be late for their meeting and they arrived ten minutes in advance. When Tim and Tom arrived, at the same moment, they went straight to the girls they had chosen. Naina and Ritu had learned their lesson as they put their arms around their mates' necks while pressing their whole bodies against their chests and offered their mouths, already half open to let their professors French-kiss them at will. They were so fetching in these sexy outfits that Tim and Tom jumped on the opportunity! - Congratulations, girls! You are making tremendous progress. We will soon be able to show you off to our friends and present you officially as our girlfriends. Girlfriends! If they were presented to strangers as their girlfriends, it would imply that Naina and Ritu had now boyfriends! They had better not to tell it to their mother and father in their letters or phone calls. They went to their boarding house and piled most of their clothes in the suitcases Tim had given them. They would need to change and now they wouldn't have to keep their clothes for two days. They returned to the car, Ritu in the front seat with Tom and Naina in the back with Tim. - Naina, would you be kind enough to work on my cock as this morning. But without the streetlights and the risk of being seen at a pedestrian crossing, you may take out my cock and wank it! The morning awkward approach was not repeated and the girls smiled to their mentors as they opened their flies and caressed their quite hard shafts. Naina could do it as hard as she cared while Ritu was constrained by the fact that Tom was driving. It was an opportunity for Naina to take the lead in their private competition. She loosened her safety belt and bent sideways. Tim immediately understood what she wanted to do and positioned himself to facilitate her moves. Naina bent down so deep that her mouth was soon a few inches from Tim's cock she was still wanking actively. She inhaled deeply the so far unknown to her male fragrance. She loved it immediately. She opened her mouth in a perfect O and covered the head of his cock with her lips. She stopped for an instant to enjoy the thrill of having the nerve of taking a cock into her mouth. Her hands knew that she had just taken maybe an inch of its length and that there were maybe eight or ten more waiting outside. She had read that experienced women could take such long cocks into their throat without gagging. She doubted she would be able to do it but she would try as hard as she could! She wanted to take him whole and let him enjoy her mouth completely. Naina pushed down and took two more inches in. The tip of Tim's cock was banging against her palate. She knew she had to relax her throat muscles but she didn't know how to do it! She took in another inch and the cock touched her uvula with immediate vomiting reflex. She pulled back hastily. The gagging reflex, she had to control it! She pushed in, pulling back again before she threw out but pushed back immediately as soon as the gagging sensation had receded. She thought that she wasn't making any progress but, unbeknownst to her, Tim's cock was getting deeper into her throat. When the head had passed the uvula, it felt easier and he could enter her throat much faster. Naina was surprised feeling his pubic hair nibbling her lips. Ganesh, she had succeeded : she had taken him whole and it was the first time something as big as a man's cock had entered her that deep! Naina felt extremely proud of herself. She had made another step toward adulthood! Ritu had turned and was watching her with envious eyes. She would have given anything to be at her sister's place, to have a big cock fully embedded in her throat and to be able to give a man so much pleasure, from the moans that Tim emitted. Tom soothed her : - Don't worry, Ritu, you'll have your turn this very evening, I promise it to you! Naina was now bobbing her head up and down, sucking Tim's shaft and mimicking with her mouth the moves she had made with her hand along the big cock she loved more and more servicing. She felt the head swelling even more in her throat. It was so big that she had difficulties breathing. She knew that the conclusion was imminent and she continued sucking him, gradually accelerating her moves. She may have known the inevitable outcome, she was taken by surprise when the first spurt of his seed covered the walls of her throat. She instinctively pulled out and the next spurts covered all the surfaces from her gullet to her mouth. She kept him there and milked him dry with her lips clenched around him. When the last spurts had been emitted, Naina pulled back completely and opened her mouth wide to show Tim the whitish sperm filling her mouth. She closed her mouth and looked at him inquiringly. Tim smiled, caressed lovingly her head and told her : - You may swallow it all, lass! Naina made a great show of swallowing all the sperm in her mouth and opening again her mouth to show Tim that she had made a perfect job. She then took back his cock into her mouth to clean it as completely as she could with her tongue. They had arrived for five minutes when Naina finished cleaning Tim's cock. Tom had stopped the car and watched intently his brother being royally blown by NainaÕs virgin mouth. The show was so arousing that he had cummed into Ritu's hands. She remained frozen, unsure of what to do then. Tom turned back to her : - Unfreeze, Ritu! Now you can lick your hand clean. You must always receive the sperm of your master in any of your holes, your mouth today, your ass in the coming days and later maybe your cunts! Tim pointed out : - When you speak of our girlfriends' cunts, they told us they were virgins but we have forgotten to ask them whether they wanted us to deflower them! - Master, you saved us from rape and ultimate shame! The night club customers would have taken our cherries by force. Our whole bodies are yours to do whatever you want with them. You may deflower us whenever you want. I just beg you not to offer us to that filthy bouncer! - Don't fear anything : Your cherries are fine delicacies my brother and I will taste like gourmets! Ritu went bright red when she was told that she was to lick Tom's sperm from her hand but she complied. Ritu was clearly a bit shy girl but Naina was much more daring, ready to accept any challenge! She had not bucked when she had to swallow Tim's jizzm. She hadn't even needed to be told to do so! Tom asked the girls whether they had home work to do. Ritu had but Naina had worked in advance. So she was free to entertain the two professors. When entering the house, Tim reminded them they were to strip naked as soon as they entered the house. Ritu hastily took off all her garments and went to work upstairs. Naina turned toward Tim : - Would you like me to strip in music again? I've still to experiment it with different tempos! - By all means, my pretty girl! But remember that you're setting a precedent : we'll expect it each time, now! - It'll be my pleasure to perform for both of you. She chose a languorous piece of sax that was so filled with solos that anyone got horny listening to it. She lifted the back of her coat without taking it off, then she opened the front, pushing forward her breasts to enhance the cleavage between them. Then she let it fall on her shoulders, dancing and teasing them. She brushed lewdly her back against them, insisting when she felt their cocks swelling in their pants. She had thought that she had so few garments to shed that she was to make the maximum with each : her coat, a belt, a mini-dress and her stay up stockings, not counting her bra and her knickers. She had kept the see through red lace bra of the previous day as she had noticed that Tim had appreciated it a lot! She finally threw her coat to Tim then unhooked slowly her belt. There were no loops at her waist. So she put the belt to her lips and caressed her face with it. She circled her neck with it, as if it was a dog collar and let it hang there. She then took the hem of the Kameez she had used as a mini dress and lifted the front slowly to show the length of her shapely thighs. She stopped there for a minute before lifting it up by a couple of inches before pushing it back, looking shameful. She lifted it up by four inches, showing her whole knickers before pulling it down again and turning her back to her two spectators. This time, she lifted the back of the mini-dress and showed them the full glory of her still clad buttocks. She was still dancing, jiggling her hips and tits just a few feet from their bewildered faces. Where did she get that science of teasing them! She turned back to them and lifted her dress this time high enough to exhibit her flat belly. She was now moving her hips, forming eight figures in the air like an experienced belly dancer. To their surprise, she lifted even more her dress, this time to show off her bra. Her nipples could easily been seen through the very sheer fabric. They were taut, rock hard and swollen like bullets. It seemed that her exhibition excited her too! Naina fell down on her knees at the feet of Tim, offering him to pull off her dress. He would have been a fool to decline the offer and he helped her out of her kameez. She jumped up and discarded her shoes to appear in knickers, bra and stockings. There she was in known territories : she had recently watched an old film the laureate with Dustin Hoffman when he was young. A whore was shown there stripping her stockings for him. She sat on a chair and lifted a leg up the back of the chair pointing it to the ceiling. She rolled slowly the stocking up her thigh then even slower up her leg until she could peel it off her foot. She played with his in her fingers before throwing it to Tom's face. It was clearly a tease for Ritu's mentor. She switched her legs on the back of the chair and caressed slowly for a couple of minutes her stocking covered leg. She then took it off as she had done with the first one. She threw it also, this time to Tim's face. Naina stood up and turned her back to Tim, offering the back of her bra for him to unhook it. She lowered her shoulders, letting the straps fall down. She was cupping her breasts to prevent the bra from falling down. She turned on herself as fast as she could while she lifted her arms above her head. Her bra was pushed away and fell on the feet of Ritu who had finished her work and was coming to join the fun as she had heard hands clapping there to applause Naina's performance. She had watched her sister dancing for their professors with bewildered eyes. It was her turn to feel left out. Ritu didn't know whether her sister had seen her as she continued dancing in that lewd way that had centered all the attention on her. She pulled off her knickers and felled against on her knees just between Tim and Tom. She arched her back as high as she could, parting her legs wide. Her cunt was wide open, ready to be used by some big and hard cock and love juices were oozing out of it. She couldn't deny she was in frenzy, too. Tim and his brother were mesmerized. Naina was really hot, much hotter than they had ever expected! She was opening herself like a flower and they would have soon problems to keep her in check, at this rate! They realized that Ritu was there, in tears. Tom took her in his arms and cuddled her in his lap, trying to soothe her. - Ritu, make it an example for you! You'll soon be able to make such a show for us. It's not that difficult, you'll see! Tom's cock is in terrible need of release. Perhaps you could help him immediately? And, you, Nainan, are you too tired to offer me the same service? The two girls kneeled, Naina in front of Tim and Ritu to the feet of Tom. They opened their mouths in the same movement and swallowed simultaneously the head of their cocks. Naina was tired and Ritu rather inexperienced but they bravely pushed on. Naina's sister was clearly challenged and her will was steeled toward a single goal : accommodating fully Tom's cock into her throat! She demonstrated if it was needed that a strong will could move mountains. Tom had soon his cock embedded to the hilt into Ritu's throat while Naina was skewered much deeper than her tonsils by Tim's cock. Ritu felt quite proud being able to offer the same service than her sister. She waited intently the moment Tom would unload into her throat. Naina hadn't been able to control her gagging the first time and she would fight to better her sister. Both girls received that load of sticky sperm without flinching. It was the first time for Ritu and the second for Naina but both acted like seasoned women, milking both men dry. Tim and Tom felt obliged to reward both girls by making them cum. So far their relations had been only one way, the girls doing their best to pleasure their mates and nothing else. It was time to reciprocate. The men made the girls lie on the breakfast table in the veranda. Tom went to the kitchen and came back with a whipped cream dispenser. He covered their breasts and cunts with a heap of white foam. He told to Tim in a loud voice that the first thing tomorrow morning would be to shave both girls' cunts. Their cunt furs may be attractive but it would not be very pleasant for them to swallow a couple of hairs. Women usually coped with the inconvenience but rarely men. So the furs would go. In the coming days, they would take them to the beauty parlor and have them depilated permanently. Four or five sessions would be needed for a perfect result. It would be quite fetching to have their cunts definitively as smooth as babies' buttocks and afterwards, they could offer them the smallest thongs : a simple string between their buttocks and a nominal band of a quarter of an inch in the front. They would have just to push aside the thong to fuck the girls when the time had come! A Long Way Home Ch. 02 Tim picked a spoonful of the cream on Naina's left breast and swallowed it. It was delicious but it would be far better when his tongue would caress her nipples at last. Tom was greedier and plunged his tongue into the cream to touch immediately the skin underneath. Ritu moaned helplessly but didn't to lift a finger to protect herself. She just pushed up her breasts to offer them completely to Tom's probing tongue. Both girls were soon reduced to moaning and screaming as loud as they could. Tom and Tim were really experienced and both girls reached together their first climax of their life under the tongue of a stranger but neither Tom nor Tim watched this small victory as their ultimate goal. With a consummate skill, they kept Naina and Ritu at their peak for maybe twenty minutes. They were raving with lust, urging the men to stop, then to continue, then to lick them harder. They even begged them to fuck their cunts and breed them. . . Their screams became even more frenetic when Tim and Tom started to nibble their clits. They slithered on the table but never tried to escape such ineffable torments! Tim and his brother continued to stimulate them into a succession of Earth shattering climaxes. Both girls were young, healthy and had stamina but a series of major climaxes in chain proved too much for them : Naina fainted as she was reaching just another peak and she was foolowed a couple of minutes later by her sister. Tom and Tim congratulated one another for that performance. They checked both girls' pulses : they were strong and steady. The two girls had fainted just from an overdose of pleasure as they had cummed just once more. Tim went to fetch comforters he placed to keep them warm while Tom placed the chairs all around the table to avoid them to fall from the table as they slept there. The twin professors went to sleep soundly, letting the two sisters rest on the breakfast table. It wasn't that comfortable, so they woke up just a couple of hours later. They understood that their mentors had gone to sleep and they went straight to their assigned bedrooms. They cuddled alongside their mates and fell immediately asleep. They felt completely at ease, at their normal place, naked against the body of their professors, "masters", lovers : they didn't know any more what designation was more appropriate! They hadn't had dinner but the girls would just prepare more food for the breakfast, next morning! It was fortunate that the courses of the next day would start only at ten o'clock : they woke up around 7:30 and discovered that the four of them were really horny. The girls woke up with a leg straddling their mate's belly and the men discovered that they were sporting impressive hard on. The tip of Tom's cock was poking out of his trousers and just a couple of inches from Ritu's gash! For Naina, it had been even closer : Tim's cock head was wedged into her cunt! A single hump forward would have easily deflowered her. It would have been a pity as Tim wanted to keep a fond memory of that capital step of her initiation. Clearly, the multiple climaxes enjoyed by both of the girls had not calmed down their lust. Maybe it had made them even hornier. The four of them really needed a release. Both brothers had planned taking the girl's anal cherries in a fortnight but it was certainly necessary to hasten the process! - I know that I should have anticipated it, Naina. I wanted to take your anal cherry in one or two weeks only but your progress has turned our planning upside down. You make me feel really horny and I need a release. It seems to be the same thing for you. I would like to take it NOW unless you need some time to prepare yourself? - I've told you that my body is totally yours. You may take both my cherries whenever you want. You are my Lord and Master and I don't want anyone but you to make me a complete woman at last. I've been ready for it from the moment you came to our rescue! Take me, take my ass, immediately if you want. It's my dearest wish! - So be it! I'm going to prepare you seriously. I don't want to hurt you : you're too precious to my eyes. That confession filled Naina with enthusiasm : Tim really cared for her. For the first time, she felt real love for him swell in her heart and fill it completely. He could now really hurt her; she would receive the pain stoically. She had joked Tim was her boyfriend but now she knew in her heart he was and would be her life mate! Tim went to fetch a pack of butter, some olive oil, a deodorant spray and a pack of shea butter. He ordered Naina to turn on her belly and pull her knees back under her. Thus her bottom was conveniently pushed up. He lubed his forefinger with the olive oil then inserted it into her puckered ass hole. He see sawed it into her hole to lube it completely and help it stretch out. When he felt his finger moving freely I,side her bottom, he placed a spoonful of shea butter at the entrance of her back passage and pushed it inside. Naina felt now really lubed. The forefinger was replaced initially by his thumb, bigger than the forefinger than by two fingers he made turn inside slowly then faster and faster. She was getting slowly looser. He greased the head of the spray. It was small, about half the size of his own cock. He pushed it in slowly and finally eased it up her ass. He pulled it out a couple of times and added shea butter and real butter. It began to melt down with her internal heat. Naina had been afraid to be buggered. Several of her friends has tried it with their boyfriends in order to keep their virginity for their future husband. It had been very painful. They had screaed a lot and kept a rather unpleasant memory of their anal deflowering. Afterward, it seemed easier and their boyfriend could use their back passage as often as they cared but few of them felt anything pleasant. So far, Tim had been so gentle that she had felt no pain, not even an ache. At the worst, she felt a painless feeling of being stretched out, of being filled to capacity and her sphincter progressively gave way to ever bigger intruders. She understood that she should be thankful to her lover for taking so much time to shun off the pain. God! She had used for the first time the name of lover. Was she already in love with a man, a white man, a stranger? If Tim was that kind, now, she dreamed of the pleasures he could offer her when he would have taken her cherry, at last. They would try all the positions of the Kamasutra again and again! She couldnÕt wait for it! His seed tasted so good, a nutty, slightly salted taste she had found so pleasant that she couldnÕt imagine to spend a whole day now without tasting it at least once! She realized that this house, his house, was now her home and Tim was her lover, her boyfriend, her life mate and if he wanted later, her husband! Nothing could make her more joyful than walking in the wide meadows around the house, her hand firmly pressed in his, clutching with her other hand her distended belly where THEIR baby was waiting to enter the world! Was it the dream of a sex crazy lass or the premonition of a woman in love? Only future would tell! Meanwhile Tim was reaming her butt with the same care he used for any tasks he felt of importance. He was mad with desire for her pretty ass she was offering so lewdly to him. She may not be aware of the lust he had for her as he was showing total self control, quite in the British tradition! He was turning the spray in her now quite loose butt hole. He even had been able to add a finger alongside and he was exploring the strong corrugations of her internal walls. She had lifted her head up and she was moaning helplessly, refraining from screaming out her pleasure. It was so much stronger from the timorous pleasure she had felt when she had touched her clit for the first time, a few years previously. She felt Tim pull out slowly the spray, add another lump of grease into her ass hole and grease his own cock with a thick coating. The fatidic moment was approaching. She tried to relax her sphincter as completely as she could. She leant on her extended arms, parted wide open her legs to facilitate his entry. She was totally open to him, knowing that he would often use her back passage when she would be accustomed to it and that she would find there her own pleasure too, not necessarily this time but surely in the future. She was giving herself totally to Tim! He placed his cock against her puckered hole to let her get used to his contact. Her ass hole was still gaping open and he had entered her already by more than half an inch, just to prevent her sphincter to close. She felt no pain but also no progress. She was now impatient to be buggered and she began to pull back then push back on him quite hard, trying to get it deeper. As she forced him to progress into her tight passage, she felt as if she was impaling herself on a rigid pole. As she did it so slowly, at her own speed, it wasn't painful at all. It was just very demanding for Tim's staying power but with the lust, the desire he felt for Naina, he would have been able to continue for the rest of the day! When Tim's cock head was fully inserted into her ass hole, his progress became easier. Her bowels were allowing him in at last, stretching themselves to accommodate him. She was delirious now. Tim was not buggering, sodomizing her any more. It was the other way around : it was Naina who was buggering herself on Tim! She felt her growing excitation as the last inches of his shaft found their place inside her. His pubic hair finally came in contact with her buttocks. It was done, at last! She was impaled to the hilt on his cock, a very tight sheath for a glorious weapon! Tim was not moving, in fear of hurting her. He was tightly pressed all around and it was so good! He wouldn't have exchanged that place and that moment for anything in the world. Naina finally started herself the in and out moves that would bring their mating to its conclusion. She was his to plunder and she felt it was a duty to make him cum into her bowels until, she would be able to receive him into her cunt. She thought she wouldn't be able to find her own release, to cum as she was too excited by this totally new situation for it. She had not taken into account that Tim would never let her on the road side. His left hand squeezed her breasts and caressed her nipples, making her groan and moan whenever he wanted. His right hand went to her clit and began to frig it fast, making circles around, nibbling it gently then harder before resuming his caresses all around him. The young Indian girl didn't realize it immediately but she began immediately to scream quite loud. There was no pain at all there, it was just pure delight as pleasure was not a strong enough word to describe what she felt! It was a if some royal fireworks were let off continuously in her head. Ganesh! If he stopped, she could kill him but he had no intention to stop at all. She was making ascent after ascent of new hills and each seemed more enjoyable than the previous ones! It was when she had just reached the edge of the highest peak so far that she felt Tim's cock jerking madly into her bowels, spewing what felt like gallons of rich powerful sperm into her bowels. She emitted a long piercing scream and collapsed on the bed, his left hand still pressed on her breast. His right hand was nom cupping her whole mound. It was the first time he had such an intimate, caring and loving gesture for her. They had closed their eyes, relishing that moment. Naina was feeling the after shocks and the last tremors of her momentous, gigantic climax she had felt in Tim's arms. Now she felt truly bonded to him. She could just hope that the feeling was mutual but she was ready to do whatever he wanted in the future to ensure his happiness and that would be sufficient to make her happy! When they opened their eyes in the same moment, as if their minds were now linked, they discovered Ritu and Tom near the door, watching them. - What are you doing here? - Naina was screaming so loud that neighbors must have heard her from a mile around. We feared that something had gone awfully wrong. When we arrived here, the show was in full swing and we couldn't unhook ourselves from it! Next time, could we swap girls? It seems you make a stupendous couple. Congratulations! - Ahh, thanks! It's just that I took the liberty to take Naina's anal cherry this morning. . . - Umphh, I see. You were late, my dear brother! I took Ritu's yesterday evening and it was great, too but I had taken the precaution of gagging her with a scarf. You've heard nothing, I think. Next time, either do it in public or be sure you don't wake up your neighbors! A Long Way Home Ch. 03 Academic meeting (A long way home 3) With characters from a script proposed by Dalhia57 (she is always coming up with so many new plot ideas that I should prepare an agenda for next year!) - - - - Naina and her twin sister Ritu Dhaliwal had won a grant to continue their university studies in Birmingham, UK. They inadvertently entered a night club where the staff wanted them to strip naked for the benefit of the customers. Two of their professors saved them from being raped in public and offered them a basic sex education. They invited the two girls to stay in their big mansion. They had finally agreed. They had used their mouths and asses but let them keep their cherries. - - - - It was the term of the first trimester. Naina and Ritu, the young Indian students, had just received their marks. They were just not good but really superior. Professor Leena had even congratulated them. - You're the best students we have had during the last five years. It's very good. You seem not to have had any difficulties adapting to life in England. Continue in this way and I can promise you an astounding academic career. - Thank you, professor. We have had a good formation in India and all your colleagues are very helpful. - I can testify that you understand everything at once and your questions are usually quite clever and anticipate on the future developments. I'm really impressed! - We try to always do our best! - You must spend most of your time studying. Perhaps you should try to go to dance halls with your friends, look for a boyfriend. . . - We prefer to stay at home. Our only outings are usually reserved to fashion outlets, expositions and Indian restaurants. - Yes, I've seen that you've changed your clothing habits: from quite modest kameez to mini skirts and quite tight tops. You must have become rather popular with the male students! - Oh, Lady, we never go out with other students! - Then I pity you, Naina, and you, Ritu! In fact, Naina couldn't tell her professor that she had a very hot love affair with another professor in the same university, Tim Brookes and that she lived now with him. Ritu had a similar affair with Tom, Tim's twin brother and they shared the same very large house. Ritu was way shier than her sister who was more self assertive and daring. Naina had quickly molded herself into the role of the Lady of the manor while Ritu had preferred to act as her discreet follower. Naina always chose the most daring clothes, the shortest dresses, the more flashy colors. She put on tops with the deepest cleavage or skirts with quite revealing slits. Ritu always used almost demure, very enveloping bras and left the flashy push up models to her sister who had to scold her to force her to wear quite reluctantly some more fashionable outfits. Somehow, it suited perfectly her lover's mood as Tom was always a step behind Tim who was the most adventurous of the pair. Tim and Naina were them the domineering force in their group, always on the prowl while Ritu and Tom were just a step behind. The weather had recently turned cold, windy and rainy. They needed boots and in a quite typical way, Ritu had chosen boots with big heels two inches wide and three inches high. Naina had chosen five inches plateau stilettos. Ritu appeared like a young pretty woman, certainly worth of attention but Naina seemed stunning in comparison. Many people watching her in the commercial halls were deeply attracted, their heart beat soared and their cocks always got instantly rock hard. They would have immediately abandoned wife and children for the possibility of fucking their wet dream! To their dismay, Naina had eyes only for her beloved mate Tim. Under his orders, she would do Tom or any other guy he designated her. Tim's brother has asked several times to swap their girl friends and each time he came to the same conclusion : Naina was extremely good in bed, ready to suck him any time and she opened her ass as lewdly as her sister Ritu but it seemed that there was a special alchemy between those two that immediately transformed good almost marital relations into a burning frenzy that consumed them as soon as they were together. It seemed to be very rewarding as you would never have imagined such a beautiful couple. She had always her hand on his arm or around his neck while his hand was at the same time around her waist or on her shoulder. They really needed to be permanently in constant touch. They had had just a passing incident after two weeks of life in common. They had fucked three times in a row : mouth, ass and mouth again! Tim had presented her his cock, asking her to suck him and make him hard again, freshly out of her ass. His dick had suspect brown stains on its length. She didn't want to take it into her mouth and he had to wheedle her a long time to make her obey. There was nothing unusual in the taste of his cock and she finally surrendered completely. The problem was that she was very tired at the end and went straight to bed to sleep without doing her homework. She had a control the next morning and earned a bad mark. When Tim came back with the bad mark, he was rather angry : - Naina, Look at this mark : a D!!! You never earned such a bad mark! How did you manage? She explained she had been too tired to work late. - You could have told me that you had a test the next morning with Mrs Leena! - It's your fault! You're too good a lover! I couldn't have skipped the occasion to have you fuck me one more time. - I fuck your mouth AND your ass twice a day. Don't tell me you need more! - I need MORE, Master, much more, from you, whenever you're near me! - I think you should dominate your needs and I'm going to explain you how to do it! Go and ask Ritu and Tom to join us! - Yes, Master! - - - - - Good, Tom and Ritu. Sorry to disturb you! Naina had had a bad mark last week with Leena. She told me we had fucked the evening before three times and she felt too tired to do her homework! - And you intend to punish her for her laziness! - Exactly! I'll spank her until her ass is quite red and warm. Then I will apply a dozen of my best! I'm speaking of old fashioned English rattan cane strokes on your pretty ass, cunt! - Oh no, Master! Have pity on me! - When you entered this house, you promised to work hard to offer me a perfect academic result and you told me then : "You may punish us if we make sloppy work". You did and you'll be punished just as you said. - Oh, God, help me! - Don't count too much on his help. You really need to be chastised, I think! Now please, make you lying on your belly on my lap with your buttock as high in the air as you can, legs parted to steady you and finger crossed on your neck behind your head. You'll count the strokes with aloud and clear voice. I may stop at forty if you behave. - Oh God, it's too hard! - Let's begin! Tim locked her arm behind her back and blocked her right leg between his. She could no more try to stand up. He was so much stronger than her and she had no intention of making him angrier against her. - Zap,. . . one, . . .zap,. . . two. . . zap,. . . three and so on Naina clenched her teeth and counted to forty strokes administered with a steady and strong hand. Her ass cheeks slowly changed colors from pale pink to dark pink then red and finally to a fiery red. She was at that moment weeping. As soon as Tim freed her from her arm and leg restraint, she jumped up, rubbing her buttocks with the desperate look of an abused child. Tim told her he had not finished with her. He wanted her to submit completely. It would be easier for her to receive her punishment, the next time. If she took it reasonnably well, he would just have to raise the limit just a bit too high and force her either to do still better or receive an increasingly hard punishment. It would be a fair trade : in the first case, she would ultimately win and by rebond, he would too. and in the second case, he would be the only one to gain something if you don't take into account a smarting ass! He made her bend against the back of an armchair. Tim went to fetch a menacingly supple rattan cane coming for one of the best whip makers from London, not far from the British Museum. They had purveyed the royal family. There was no better commendation for him, he told to Naina. - You'll count once more up to twelve. If you don't spell it loud and clear, the stroke won't be taken into account! Swoosh! the noise was really audible this time. It was quite different from the rustling of fabric that could be heard when Tim had spanked her! Naina screamed but the stroke had not landed on her buttocks. She felt ridiculous. - Uuhh! You're the kind of girls who cry before being hit, Naina? i thought better from you! Let's start! - Swoosh,. . . Aarghhh,. . . one,. . . swooshh,. . . Aargh,. . . - Oh that one really hurts! How can you do that to me? - I fear, deat, that this one will not count! - Oh no! Have pity on me, Master! - I have but I need to punish you soundly for you to know you're cared, supported and loved. Do you think I love caning you? Your screams are piercing my heart, believe me but I will do my duty. I expect you to do the same in the future and tell me when your academic duty comes in opposition to your sexual education! - God! Yes, Master! Naina was a proud girl. Although she had never been punished that brutally, she had heard of it and Tim's voice had been uncertain enough for her to be sure he thought her punishment was essential for her education. She clenched again her teeth. - Please, master, continue your caning of my bottom! - Swoosh,. . . Aarghhh,. . . two,. . . swoshh,. . . Arggghhh,. . . three,. . . When she counted twelve, she was crying like a foutain but her hands were still clenched on the back of the armchair and she had annouced all the strokes in a loud if unsteady voice. Tim came to inspect his handiwork. Stripes of red turning already brown decorated her bottom. He had applied the same force to all the strokes, separating the weals by an inch precisely, five on each buttock and the last two ones, aplied with more force were perfectly horizontal, The angry weals perfectly framed the other ones. Naina would have problems to sit down for a couple of days. Before he allowed her to retire to their bedroom, he applied a generous layer of a salve. Naina felt the pain fade away soon, replaced by an unusual warmth that permeated throughout her buttocks. - You may stand up now, Naina! Surprisingly, he took her in his arms and she instinctively embraced him fiercely. - i promise, I'll always do my homework! It'll be my frst priority! I beg your pardon for having disappointed you! I'll never do it again! You were right punishing me, Master! Naina was so moved that she bluberred in her haste to recognize her misfeats, desperately hoping he would forgive her. Tim caressed the back of her head and bent down to kiss her on the lips. - It's finished, darling! You're forgiven and accounts are settled. It's now old History! Try not to give me any reason to punish you again! - I'll do my best! - I expect nothing less. Now you may have homework? - I do! - Then go and work at it for us to enjoy the evening later! Tim used her back passage three times that night and each time, she sucked him clean afterward. Such acts were now simple routine and she performed them without thinking to it. It was her girly duty, wasn't it? - - - - Tim and Tom had decided to officialize their bonding to Naina and Ritu by offering a party to their closest friends. They wouldn't give it the name of a formal engagement party but it was the general idea. There would be only Mrs Leena and her husband Peter, and one of their mutual friends, Dan, a French scientist who occasionnaly came to Birmingham University and his wife Kira. Tim had decided what she was to wear that day. He was getting somewhat domineering with Naina and she loved it that way. She had always been daring and always ready to try new endeavours but she had discovered that being occasionnally submissive had also its pleasures! He had told her he would like her to wear a saree to welcome her guests. She would have rather worn her former salwar kameez but she also knew that Leena always put on rich sarees and that Kira often made the same choices. In fact, it had been the other way around : Kira had convinced Leena to wear Indian clothes as she loved that country even before visiting it eight years before, for the first time. It was funny to find two white women wearing a complete Indian outfit with mangalsutra, toe ring and bindi in Birmingham. Naina had chosen a red embroidered saree worn with a bikini blouse. It's called a bikini top giving her outfit a somewhat more western look. Some Bollywood stars have begun to wear it on public occasions. If Leena and that Kira who Naina had never met so far wore traditional sarees, Naina wished she would attract most of the attention of the four men that would be there. She realized she was becoming quite fast some sort of an exhibitionist, planning her outfit just to be watched in it! Naina just hoped that their guests would appreciate the food : she had prepared her favorite dish : Mattar paneer with cheese, peas, tomatoes, onions and spices according to taste. Tim and Tom loved their food hot but her cuests could differ. Tim had prepared a BBQ with lamb and marinated pork ribs. Ritu had prepared the dessert : something she had named Kheer, rice and milk mixede and boiled together with sugar. When she had explained Tom the recipe, he laughed : - Please explain your recipe to Dan when he comes. He is a rather good cook from his own confession and he made me, the last time I went to visit him in Francen what he called a riz chasseur that is about your recipe but it's also an old French one. He will love to know that good food may be universal! When Mrs Leena and her friends knocked at the door, Tim went to welcome her with Naina on his side. He had put an arm around her waist It was still another deviation from Indian customs but Tim was English, after all. She felt finally quite proud of this possessive gesture. He cared for her and intended to show it off!. Gradually she was more or more at ease being exhibited by Tim and she loved it more and more, relishing in advance the reactions that a new, even more daring outfit would produce. Naina opened wide eyes when she saw what Leena was wearing : her black saree was a web of the finest lace, almost see through and the choli was made in Lycra, moulding itself to the curves of her huge breasts. She had no coat, so she had had to walk at least one hundred yards in such a skimpy outfit and she appeared to be completely at ease with it. In Mumbai, she would have been fondled or even raped before she would have covered half that distance! Naina and Leena exchanged formal namaste but Leena kissed Tim quite warmly. They presented to Naina, Peter, Mrs Leena's husband. He had a very aristocratic countenance but he was rather skinny. He was nevertheless in top form and his appearance drew the respect, not for an old man but for a very powerful one! Ritu and her sister had been afraid when Tim had told them he wanted to party with Mrs Leena. She was their professor like Tim and sexual relations between students and professors are often frowned upon. Leena seemed even pleased when she recognized Naina on Tim's side. - Oh Naina, I would never have suspected you to dally with Tim. I knew he had a new girlfriend but never I. . . You made a very good choice : he is the meanest of men, clever, caring and quite open. In fact, I could have considered him for myself if I hadn't been happily married with Peter. Dan and his wife Kira arrived as Peter was chatting quietly with Tom. He had hit on Ritu who seemed under the charm of the English man. Dan was more interesting to Naina's taste. He was tall, he had large shoulders and muscles were bulging on his arms. He could have been a wrestler or something like that. Naina would never have thought him a scientist and even less one known in his speciality from what she gathered from their discussion. Kira had the appearance of a real princess with high cheeks, straight nose and commanding stance at all times. Authority seemed to radiate from her body and neither Naina nor Ritu would have thought to rebel against her leadership. Leena seemed similarly enthralled and so were Tim and Tom. The only one who seemed impervious to Kira's domination was her husband Dan. He treated her with deference but it was totally devoid of any hint of submission : they were equals, nothing more but nothing less. Kira seemed quite cheerful with Naina and her sister. She enquired about their life with Tim and his twin brother. She gathered soon that they had shared their beds for several months, had serviced them with their mouths and asses but had kept their cherries so far. It was beginning to be a burden for both girls : why their mates hadn't made their conquests total, decided to own them completely? They had now a quite marital life, went out to restaurants or go shopping with their respective boyfriends but none of them had even hinted of taking their last virginity. Were they not pretty enough for their taste or was there a problem with them being Indian girls? Kira laughed when Naina expressed her worries. - Nothing of that sort! Tim told me about it, the last time he went to France to meet us. He thought that you would have to ask for it. He wanted not to impose anything on you and as you never even spoke of that, he shied out of opening the subject, thinking you didn't want to reach that ultimate step in your relations. May I suggest the four of you to grow up? You have a fine relation : twin brothers and twin sisters! You should enjoy the situation as much as you can! - Sure, but, you know, it's difficult! They are our students and we never. . . And we never had live in girlfriends. . . We don't know. .. - I see the problem! Do you want me to organize it this very evening? You'll have to abide my orders even if you consider them ultimately shameful to you. Beware of just one thing, girls : I intend to lit up a fire in your bellies you'll never be able to quench! They gave their total assent immediately. - The young cow must be led naked to the bull on a yoke attached to her collar, don't you think so? Leena will surely agree to show you how to behave. Tim do you have a dog collar and a leash or a rope? - Yes, Kira! - Leena, strip completely. I want you on your four at my feet immediately. Tim run to get the items Kira had asked. At this moment, she radiated authority and nobody, even the University Dean would have challenged her. Leena asked in a shaky voice : - Princess! Please, don't let my students dominate me! My authority would be shattered! - I know it, Leena. There's no hurry for that! Tim and Tom must keep their strength to service their girlfriends, so tonight, I will ask for the help of Dan and Peter! - Whenever you want, princess! Naina and Ritu followed the discussion with keen interest. They knew their immediate fate was sealed and that they had had no say about it. At least, Tim and Tom would take their cherries but it would be a big turn on for both of them of watching Mrs Leena, their professor be fucked by her own husband and Kira's husband in front of them. Peter had not objected when Kira had decided to offer his wife to Dan. It seemed quite normal to have in this group girls publicly shared in front of their partners. Naina had no illusion about it : sooner or later, she would have to service other men than Tim : Tom, Dan, Peter, two of them or more? She could just guess! But Tim would surely be expected to watch her. This very idea frightened her but also aroused her terribly. She felt quite horny at the moment! A Long Way Home Ch. 03 Kira tightened the dog collar around Leena's neck. She attached the leash to it and offered the handle to Tim. - Take the handle tight in your left hand and her collar in your right hand. She may buckle when she is fucked. Your role is to prevent her from bolting away if she had second thoughts. Dan, you'll use her doggie style and Peter, she will suck you. Make it long and hard. She is not a prissy little virgin any more, not with that fat belly! Leena was for sure pregnant by about six months then, judging from her swollen belly. It reminded Naina that she had no protection and her fertile time was due in two days. Perhaps they should use a condom! She told it to Tim who explained it to Kira. She just laughed. - If Tim knocks you up, there's no problem : he is your boyfriend and you've been living here for months, now! He always wanted to have a large family, doesn't he? So it's better to start early! - Yes, Mistress, but we aren't married! What will our parents think of us? - A bit late for second thoughts, silly girl! GIrls' pussies are made to service men's cocks and their jizzm to make us heavy with babies. It's our girl's duty to milk men from their sperm and give them children. I don't see any reason for you to be exempted. Naina seemed abated but she recovered soon. - You win! I was just trying to act properly. I'll love to have my tummy bulging with Tim's offspring. I wanted to deliver my first born at least in India. - That would be easy. I could arrange you to live the life of a Maharani in one of the most beautiful palace in Rajasthan, wearing sarees made with the finest silk and servicing a real Maharajah. - It's a fantasy. The Maharajah are no more! - You'll see! Dan and Peter were waiting for Kira's signal, already in position. Leena was on her four with the leash held and maintained taut by Tim. Dan had taken out his cock and was caressing it slowly to maintain his superb erection. Peter was also ready to service Leena's mouth, the tip of his cock just an inch from her open mouth. Naina thought they were like slaves waiting for the order of their princess. Ganesh. She would like to have Dan and Tim waiting for her orders, their back to the wall, even if she would have to be collared on a leash held by Tom or. . . . The thought gave her a flash of shame. . . by Ritu herself! Oh, it was Kira's fault : She had instilled in her mind so many lewd images that now these images sprang to her mind. Yes, she was waiting to service the Maharajah in front of her boyfriend and Peter in a very humiliating position and it was her sister who forced her to remain still. In her fantasy, the door opened suddenly and the Prince entered. God, he was huge, much more powerfully built than Dan who was already pretty impressive. Kira made her out of her trance when she clapped her hands and told Dan and Peter to fuck Leena. Dan pushed his cock in the very wet entrance of Leena's gash. She screamed in delight as he skewered her to the balls in a single thrust. No wonder there, Leena was quite seasoned, having been fucked many times by really big cocks and having had a bunch of babies. Naina didn't know that four hours before coming to their party, Leena had been with Gupta, her greengrocer who had nearly completely enslaved her. Gupta had made her put on her naughty school girl uniform but with her very short tartan pleated skirt bunched around her waist and her blouse open, exhibiting totally her luscious tits devoid of any bra or camisole. There were maybe twenty Indian men waiting for their turn with Leena. Gupta had just ordered her to lick and suck each of them until they unloaded on her tits and face. She was to take a cum bath before being fucked by the twenty paying customers. Gupta would then use her still clean back passage and would send her home with her body and face covered with dried cum and even more oozing from her cunt and ass hole as she took the bus and walked back home. Her public degradation had been quite humiliating and that made her immediately quite wet. When Dan unloaded his sperm deep inside her, Leena moaned in bliss. Naina had her mouth dry. She would never have expected to watch the very respected Professor Leena being fucked by two men double teaming her! Dan and Peter didn't move at all. It was Leena who made all the work, pistoning herself between her two lovers, bearing down on Dan as her mouth was pulled off Peter's cock, waiting an instant to savor Dan's huge cock deep into her pussy to his balls before pulling out and letting Peter's cock enter her throat until his hairy balls tickled her chin. The three of them held nothing back and soon quenched their sizzling hot cocks in her welcoming cunt and mouth. Tim who had been a privileged witness but had not taken part in the action was now sporting an achingly hard erection. Naina watched with growing excitation the ramrod that would soon burst her cherry open. Her mate was magnificent. She could not wait for him to nail her to the bed, to the floor or to a wall. It was entirely up to him. She was proud enough to voice her desire. - Please, Tim. . . Master. . . I want your big cock deep in my cunt! Deflower me, at last, soil me, take me, breed me but do it NOW! Please receive the plea of your humble slave, Master!!! - OK, Naina! Do you swear to obey me completely to fulfill all my desires, to wear the clothes I will tell you, to go where I will tell you to go, meet the people I decide for you. . . Kira interrupted him - Will you service the men and the women Tim will choose for you? - I will, Mistress. I'll be his totally obedient servant, from now on! - Good! Then, Tim, you may own your betrothed servant, use her as completely as you want. Cum in her belly, knock her up! How many babies do you want, cunt? - Uhh. . . Ohhhhh. . . As many as Tim wants, Mistress Leena. It'll be not my decision any more. - Good answer, Naina! Tim placed the tip of his cock on Naina's cunt entrance and rubbed it against her cunt lips up to her clit. It was inordinately engorged and each time he slid it on her most sensitive spot, she blubbered incoherently : - Oh, God! It's so good! Do it, do it again, Master! Her cunt was oozing massively love juices Tim was using to lube his cock as thickly as he could. When it became slippery and difficult to direct, Tim just changed the angle of penetration and his cock head embedded itself directly into her pussy. Naina screamed as if an obelisk had been shoved inside her! - Godi, help me! Oh, Master, you're so big! You're splitting me in two! - Nope! You'll soon meet other men with really big cocks! - Oh, Master, Tim! I don't want anyone but you! - Tut, tut, Naina, you promised to service any men and women I'll choose for you! - Yes, Master. I swore it on everything I consider sacred. Your wishes are my orders. . . Ooohhhh! It's so good! Please, Master, don't stop, again!!! Tim humped forward and his cock entered Naina's pussy by almost one inch more. This time, he felt a resistance, something blocking the way to his total conquest of this hot and very wet sheath. He knew it was her hymen, her prized maidenhead she had decided under Kira's insistence to offer him. Naina already felt some pain from the overstretched membrane. Tim wanted to give her a last option out of that situation. - Listen, Naina, darling! I've reached your maidenhead. It's the last moment for you. Shall I pull out and leave you unscathed or shall I make you a complete woman and most probably in nine months a mother? Naina was moaning continuously now. The cock inside her already threw waves after waves of ineffable pleasure interspersed with lightning bolts of searing pain. She considered for an instant before replying. - Tim, my beloved! I, Oohhh. . . I want you to make me yours completely, to own me for the rest of my life. . .! Naina had a piercing scream when she felt the tip of Tim's cock piercing her hymen in a straight plunge. She opened her mouth in reaction while he initiated the back and fro moves that would soon culminate in him spewing his seed on her quite fresh eggs. His slow movements in her freshly opened cunt were meant not to give her undue sufferings. The burning heat in her cunt was soon replaced by a growing heat in her belly that radiated everywhere from her tender tits to her back and down to her toes. Ganesh, if it was that good to be fucked by a man, she should have done it on the day of her eighteenth anniversary, precisely the day she had entered Tim's house and ended in his bed with her mouth circling his cock! She crossed her ankles behind his back to pull him even deeper inside her. It was so good. She would want it several times a day for all her life, she was sure of it. Naina had milked Tim as completely as she could, squeezing his cock in her tight cunt. The feeling of the jets of his seed hitting the walls of her cunt then straight on her cervix gave her a series of minor climaxes. Both of them were young and they immediately resumed their moves to try a second climb to these so gratifying heights! She didn't know it at the moment but a week later the tests Tim had taken back home were affirmative : she was pregnant! While Naina was discovering the pleasures of sex with her beloved professor, Ritu had felt Tom's hand snaking around her tummy. She was still not accustomed to wearing a saree but the show offered by her sister had been spectacular. Her cunt was dripping, so intense had been her interest for the deflowering of her sister! She would have given anything to be at Naina's place when Tim's cock burst through her maidenhead! Tom didn't want to duplicate his brother's moves. So he lay naked on the bed and told Ritu to straddle him. Tom would choose the lazy way and let Ritu do the hard job at her own speed. He positioned her until her cunt lips were in contact with Tom's cock head. He started to knead gently her offered tits, massaging the undersides and pulling on the nipples that grew hard pretty fast. Tom began to knead Ritu's clit with his left hand. He had very clever and deft fingers and Ritu felt soon her cunt moistening. Tom's cock unbeknownst was parting Ritu's love lips and stretching slowly her internal walls. Neither of them realized it until Tom's cock head popped inside Ritu's cunt. Ritu laughed nervously when she discovered she was impaled by a full inch by his stiff rod. It was gaining line after line in a steady movement. Ritu found it more and more enjoyable as Tom's cock got deeper into her cunt. Tom was now arching his back to increase her penetration speed. Just like Tim half an hour before, Tom felt a resistance while Ritu began to moan helplessly. Tom looked up and searched for Ritu's eyes. They locked together. Tom lifted her legs to place them around his neck. Ritu, her eyes still locked to his just nodded without a word. He placed his hands under her buttocks and pushed her up, leaving only the tip of his cock inside her cunt. Tom grabbed then her legs and pulled her down as hard as he could. Her well lubed cunt opposed no resistance and his cock arrived against her maidenhead like a train at full speed entering a station. Her fragile hymen was not meant to withstand such a stress and it burst open. Ritu screamed as if he was murdering her and she fainted. When she woke up, he was moving quite fast inside her cunt and she couldn't feel any pain now. She had been properly deflowered and she would keep a very fond memory of that moment all her life! One week later, she discovered along with her sister that they both were now pregnant from their boyfriends! A Long Way Home Ch. 04 Encounter in a gym (a long way home 4) ---------------- Naina and her sister Ritu were continuing their first year at Birmingham University. Their results were still very good, even tending to get better from their professors' assessment. They worked hard, studied seriously and produced fine results at exams. Their pregnancies passed unnoticed. They suffered from morning sickness but otherwise had no problems. In the evenings, after they had done their homework with the constant help from their boyfriends Tim and Tom, they worked hard to explore all the positions proposed by the Kamasutra. Naina had seen many in museums or books but never tried any. For Tim, it felt as if he was showing a young girl a candymaker's shop. She marveled at everything, wanted to have a taste of any thing, just to see what would give her the most intense pleasure. Tim was touched when she asked him also which ones were the most pleasant for him and promised she would exercise to be supple enough to perform them to the perfection. And each morning he could see her working on the thick carpet in their bedroom. He proposed her to install more convenient floor in another room for her exercises but she declined immediately. He gathered that hr exercises were also a gift she offered him. It was true that she exercised in the nude and he had plenty of opportunities to watch her body in unusual positions. Once he told her he would like to take pictures of the most erotic poses she was taking. Thereafter, Naina placed their camera on a table just beside the carpet at the most convenient place for him, whenever she exercised. It was with such details he was sure she really cared for him. His collection of images of Naina's contorted body had become soon impressive! That evening, he made her lie simply on her back. Then he made her lift her legs until her knees were pressed on her tits. He mounted her. He realized that he could enter her deeper than usual. She let her ankles on his shoulders. it was heaven for both of them. He just used his outstretched arms not to squeeze too much her tits which supported most of his weight. Tim took his professoral tone and explained her : - This one is named "The deep one". It's s a position of total penetration, of course. Some women find it uncomfortable or even painful but it's heaven for the man. The only problem is that we are to far away to kiss! - Oh, that's not a problem! Naina crossed her hands behind his neck and pulled it down with all her strength. His outstretched hands prevented him to fall on her, so it was her whole body that lifted itself to him. Their lips touched and they shared a deep passionate kiss in the air. Naina's tits were squeezed completely but she seemed not to care. They were lovers at the peak of their young passion and nothing seemed unreachable to them. They prayed fervently that they could stay in the same mood for many years, if not for the rest of their lives. Both of them realized at this moment they were thinking of staying together for a VERY long time. - I'll need something I can grip with my hands to haul myself up to exercise and I'll soon be able to fuck you in the air! - That's a variant I've never heard of! - Don't speak too much! You could now really fuck your little Naina! Tim complied with a big smile. He would never have imagined finding a girl so pleasant. She was a dream, the dream so many men shared but never found! One hour later, Naina stirred and whispered to Tim's ear : - I would like to try another one! - Uhhh? What are you speaking of? She kissed his ear and nibbled at his earlobe. - A Kamasutra position, silly boy! What else? - Your wishes are my orders, sweetie! Tim kneeled in front of Naina and drew her to him. He made her lower herself until her cunt lips entered in contact with his cock and slowly skewer her. He made her do it quite slowly to let them enjoy the progressive dilatation of her very wet sheath. The evidence was patent : she was so wet that he was sure she really desired him. It was not an effort she was making to please him. She really was in need for him and he loved it that way. When their crotches came in contact, her bald pussy tickled by his hairs, he took her waist in his hands and helped her to lie down on the carpet. Their bed was far too soft for such games! When her shoulders touched the floor, he made support her arms behind her shoulders. Her legs quite naturally went down behind his back and Naina soon was making a bridge, supported only by her hands, her feet and Tim's cock still deeply embedded into her. She would have to make most of the efforts. It was very tiring for her even though Tim tried to help her with his hands helping her up when she thrusted back at him. Neither of them was able to comment on this position that was new to both of them. They were moaning desperately as the pleasure they found in this position was immense. Naina worked back and forth like a jackhammer. Their moans had been replaced by screams of utter delight as they used all their strength to increase even more their delectable tempo. When she felt the first spurts of Tim's climax, Naina arched her back as high as she could, lifting Tim's body with hers. The deep penetration made it extremely enjoyable for her too. She would have preferred both of them to reach orgasm together but she had been too tensed for that, only centered on the pleasure of feeling him moving inside her. - God! That was so good! I'll exercise specially for this one. i never thought I could maje a backward bridge, hold the position so long and I would derive so much pleasure from it. How was it for you, darling? - Ecstatic, luv! It's named "the arc" and I know it's terribly demanding on the girl. Frankly, I didn't think you would be able to arrive to the conclusion. You amaze me every day! What will you be able to do when you are as experienced as, say, Leena or Kira? Naina's pussy felt sore from overworking. - God, you are are an elephant man, it seems! I'm aching. - Don't be so sure of it, my love! Wait until you've seen our good friend, the prince Kyrhan. He is really an elephant man, be sure of it. He will really stretch you out! - You. . . You want me to be fucked by him! Ohhh, it's impossible! - Why not, darling? Tom and I have several times double teamed his wife Kira! - Kira? I thought she was Dan's wife! - She is! Kyrhan has also given her a forged Indian identity, Kira Chowdhury and has married her quite officially. She is bigamous or the equivalent for a woman with two husbands and she commutes regularly from New Delhi to Paris nearly every month to meet both her husbands. One or another of the girls from Kyrhan's harem replaces her then. He may require you some day during your academic holidays! - But then how would you cope without me? - I would mourn terribly your absence and ask Ritu to help me. Tom and I could double team her now but Kyrhan would probably have sent me another of his girls. He is quite ready to share his women! Naina smiled and punched her small fist plaufully on his belly. - I seriously doubt you would really miss me! You would be too busy rehearsing Kamasutra figures with Leena, Kira or another girl. - Leena was my teacher and Princess Kira had been hers! But all of us are ultimately indebted to prince Kyrhan himself. He is the most splendid man I've ever met : learned, skillful, powerful, clever, sometimes Machiavellian but always caring for your ultimate benefit or fulfillment. I have and you should have total faith in his leadership : you'll always be, everything considered the winner! Dan had a very good image about it : a stock trader always prefers having a forty per cent stake in a thriving company than the complete property of a bankrupt one! Naina understood immediately what it meant to own à forty per cent share of your wife : she was shared with other men, and not just one! The day of her defloration and most probably of her breeding by Tim, neither Dan nor Peter had even hinted they would be interested in doing her. She had half feared it but also had half wished it. That would have been the symbol of her total incorporation in their close group. She had been disappointed as the lewdest move of Dan had been to French kiss her before leaving. She had let him use her mouth, allowing his tongue to enter her and even letting her own tongue swirl into his mouth. They finally disengaged out of breath with a huge smile. The ice had been broken and this first hot kiss was a promise of future shared pleasures. Tim had to meet Dan for a joint study and Naina felt overjoyed when he proposed her to go with him. She would just miss two courses with Leena. They would ask her to authorize Naina to absent herself. - God! It will just be as if we were married! I wouldn't lose that opportunity for anything! But what will we do about Ritu? Will she accompany us? - Sorry but it will be impossible, Tom has a very important meeting on Monday morning and it wouldn't be fair to let him alone without Ritu. They are still in their honeymoon period, I think! - I love my sister Ritu but traveling abroad with just you will be like a real honeymoon for me! - Speaking of honeymoon, when the times come, where would you like to go? No need to answer immediately : it will have to wait until the end of your studies! I don't want you to be suspected of undue advantages! - You. . . You want to really marry me! - Of course, silly girl! You have shared my life, my home, my bed for four months now, you are bearing my baby and you thought I would never think of marrying you! You don't know me close enough! - Don't hold anything against me. It was just that I am a simple Indian student! - And I'm a simple English professor of physics! - Oh, darling, I love you! - Me, too, honey! Mrs Leena was ready to allow Naina to absent herself. - Just these courses are very important! You'll come to my home, the next week end and I'll give you a personal course. Two hours and exercises during one hour. Would Saturday or Sunday afternoon suit you? - Oh, Thank you, Mrs Leena! Saturday would do perfectly. - You may come with Tim, I'll invite both of you for dinner. It'll be simpler than what you prepared for us as I never prepared veggie food! Peter would take care of Tim while we work together. - I wouldn't want to force you to change your schedule! - Shut up, dear. When you are as pretty as you are, you never force anyone to change his or her schedule. You're always welcome! I'll invite Tom and Ritu while you are traveling far from home with your betrothed! Ritu was tearful when she heard the news. It would be the first time they wouldn't be together since they have left New Delhi. They had been like two fingers from the same hand and now they would have separate lives for three days! Naina felt the same but in the balance, there would be three full days of total intimacy with Tim. She felt so deeply in love with him that the inconveniences were completely outweighted! Naina wanted to act like the perfect wife and prepared herself Tim's wallet, asking him what clothes he wanted her to take for him and for her. Her heart beat stronger when he told her that they would share a single wallet. Their common life was taking a more intimate bend. They were now really a couple. It made her quite proud and more ready to accept what he wanted her to wear. - As you're my student accompanying me on a business trip, I would consider it befitting if you wore some sexy schoolgirl outfit with a simple white blouse and Tartan pleated mini skirt, cardigan and knee high socks. A small tartan beret would complete your outfit. - Pheww! A rather sexy outfit but I've nothing you demand in my ward robe. - No problem. Leena had lent me her personal outfit she wore in her school for delinquent girls in Scotland, last September. - A school for delinquent girls? For Mrs Leena? You must be joking. - Not at all but I suspect it might be some kinky place for adult role playing. She gave me a phone number in India if you were interested. Ah before I forgot : the weather in Scotland in September is the same as the one in France in late December. So I suggest you to wear stay on stockings under your skirt. - But, what about the socks? - Put on both and wear some black patent shoes. I suggest the one with high heels. Your legs will be even more beautiful! When Naina put on the outfit Leena was lending her, she felt once more insecure : in India she usually wore quite shy kameez and salwars. She rarely put on more closely hugging trousers such as churidars and her boyfriend wanted her to wear during a long train trip such a sexy outfit! She had promised to always wear what he would request her to put on and she wouldn't back down from her promise but she had never expected in her wildest dreams she would have to wear something so outrageously provocative! Tim made her walk around, telling her to wiggle more seductively her hips as she walked. He then noticed that her bra was encasing quite closely her breasts. - What's this bra? Is it a piece of armor? Change it immediately to one of these push up bra I offered you last month. The bra finally didn't meet his expectations. - Let's try it now without any bra! Her 36D cups were firm enough not to sag when they were unsupported but it was a new experience for Naina of being fully clothed but without a bra. Tim seemed very pleased, even delighted when he saw her breasts and hips wobbling slightly when she ran. - Case settled! No bra for you for three days! Just take a bikini top to put with your saree when we'll dine with Dan. - Will Kira be there? - No, she is back in your home country with her dear prince Kyrhan! Naina felt relieved not to have to confront Kira. She was not ready for it as she wasn't accustomed to this new situation. She understood she would probably be required to service Dan also but she preferred not to do it in front of Dan's wife, at least for the first time. The travel was by far the most pleasant in Naina's memory : the high speed train from London to Paris, a short hop between Gare du Nord to Gare de l'Est, two nearly adjacent stations and again the smooth comfort of French high speed trains. For both trips, she was curled against Tim and the French passengers smiled when they saw the loving couple. Nobody looked Naina down as she was wearing a somewhat wanton outfit. It was a foreign country but she felt completely at ease and relaxed there. She decided then she would take French language next year as her mandatory option. Dan was waiting for them at the station. He shaked hands with Tim but before, he had kissed Naina on the lips. She had expected it and let him kiss her as hard as he wanted. Tim watched them with a big smile. He didn't feel endangered. Dan loved dearly his wife Kira but wasn't afraid to show another girl he found her attractive. He finally let her down and sighed. - Hello, Tim, I hope we will continue our very profitable collaboration! Naina, it's good to see you again. I hope our relations will be less academic, let's say, this time! - It depends only on Tim. His wishes are my orders and I promised to obey him strictly to the letter! Tim and Dan chatted business with just a few comments for Naina to make her know they hadn't forgotten her. Naina took off her cardigan and Dan had just realized how kinky her outfit was. He whistled appreciatively with a very gallic hand gesture! - Naina, I beg humbly your pardon. I didn't realize how stupendous you were! Tim is really a lucky man! The comment had stupefied the young woman. Dan was clearly a connoisseur of women's beauty and such praises went straight to her heart. She would be ready to forgive many things to him. Quite surprisingly, Dan had offered the sofa to Naina and Tim and had chosen an armchair in front of them. Tim placed his hand around Naina's waist and drew her to him. She rested her head on his shoulder and they chatted amicably. Tim turned to her mate and nibbled gently her left ear with his teeth. When he pushed his tongue around her ear hole, she couldn't withstand the tickle. She moaned and turned to ask him to stop. Their lips came into contact and their accidental contact turned hotter and hotter as they kissed passionately. He cupped her right breast in his hand through her blouse. She arched her back to push her breast into his hand. Naina didn't realize she had parted her legs until she felt his other hand snaking under her short skirt until he reached her crotch. Although Dan was less than ten feet away, Naina didn't try to push him away. Tim's caresses on her breast were so pleasant! His fingers reached the edge of her knickers and pushed them away. The tip of his fingers had now reached her love lips and caressed them more and more lewdly. Moans of delight were escaping her lips and she would never have imagined trying to push him away. He could have done the same thing on Trafalgar square at peak hours that she wouldn't have resisted him any more. The yound woman leant on her extended arms and lifted her bottom from the sofa. He was thus able to pull down her knickers that fell to her ankles. He bent down and took them off completely. He carefully opened the knickers to expose the part that had been in contact with her cunt and inhaled deeply. Naina was blushing crimson as Tim commented : - There's no sweeter scent than the arousal of a young healthy woman! Naina turned to an even deeper red shade when Tim added in a quiet voice : - Don't you think so, my dear Dan? He handed the knickers to Dan who took them as if it was a precious relic. He drew it to his nose and inhaled as deeply as Tim had done. - You're right, my friend. I would add that she is very aroused, ready to be fucked, to be fucked very hard! Don't make her wait! You may fuck her on this sofa, just now! Tim bunched Naina's very short skirt around her waist, unbuttoned completely her blouse and opened it completely. She wasn't naked, just completely offered to their eyes. She felt very hot and never imagined just rearranging her blouse to cover herself. Dan was right : she was ready to be fucked quite hard! In fact she NEEDED to be fucked, used, abused and it had to be in public, in front of this Dan to whom she felt so deeply attracted. . . Her boyfriend helped her to stand up and made her straddle him backwards. She had her bottom turned toward him. He pushed a finger into her sizzling hot cunt and took it out covered with a rich and fragrant coating of her love juices. She wasn't surprised when he pushed it into her ass hole. He intended to lube her for his penetration! She would have preferred him to fuck her cunt but she didn't raise the least objection. He was her master and she would allow him to use her any way he wanted! Tim turned his finger into her bottom before scooping another load of slimy girl cum on his finger and pushing it into the same place. When he felt satisfied, he just placed both his hands around her waist and pulled her slowly to him. She felt the tip of his cock nibbling her ass hole before inserting himself into it quite slowly. It was painless. Her heart was beating crazily as if it wanted to escape from her chest. Naina felt her asshole popping when his knob had entered her completely. He was bigger than usual but surprisingly, she had no problem accommodating him. He went deeper and deeper, an inch more after each thrust until his pubic hair arrived in contact with her bottom. Naina felt as if he was about to jump out of her wide open mouth. That was done : Tim was impaled to his balls into her ass hole and she still felt no pain. He began to maul her breasts, aiming his caresses from time to time to her clit that was engorged, swollen and begging for attention. Naina expected Tim would soon start to fuck her, moving his cock inside her submitted ass hole. The move never came. Instead, he spoke to Dan : A Long Way Home Ch. 05 Written in collaboration with Dalhia 57 who provided a large part of the plot. * While Naina and Dan were training in a gym in the East of France, Ritu was mourning her sister. It was the first time she was separated from her and she didn't like it at all. Tom had done his best to soothe her, remaining with her all the time and working to her side. The situation was new to him too. Twins always share a special type of communication! The situation was even more difficult as the twin male professors had chosen twin student girlfriends and both of them were equally sad. They had fucked together the previous night but they were not in the mood. A phone call from Tim and Naina had briefly made them happy again but they understood that they had had a very pleasant trip together and that Dan was receiving them lushly. Their sadness was not alleviated by such news. They were happy for their brother and sister, for sure, but also somewhat jealous of them. Naina had been exultant about her new experience. In New Delhi, she was wearing only kameez while Ritu had opted for skirts and Tee shirts. Tim and Tom had made them increase their ward robe considerably. Their cupboards, at the origin half empty were now overfilled with skirts, dresses, sweaters, pulls, bras and knickers of any color and variety. But Naina would never have dreamed of wearing a eight inches large pleated micro skirt, a part of the naughty school girl uniform Leena had lent her. She had made hundreds of men lust after her in Paris and everything considered, it had been a rather pleasant experience from what Naina had told to her sister. Ritu emerged from her gloomy mood as she wanted to appear really good to visit Professor Leena and her husband. Peter had truly impressed her with his calm and serenity. He was older by ten years at least than his wife and his hair was silver. He had kissed Ritu's hand the first time they had met in a deliciously old fashioned way that had thrilled her. He seemed completely out of his place in this century and that was that unctuousness that had fascinated her. The phlegmatic appearance of Englishmen had left a deep imprint in Indians' minds. She went to the hairdresser to have a blow dry to have a perfect look that evening. Since she had installed in her new home, her hair had grown longer. Tom, like his brother loved long hair. Ritu and her sister had seen no point in denying them that pleasure. They had just told them jokingly they wouldn't let it grow longer than their ankles. Naina's mane has already reached her buttocks and Ritu's one, shorter at the origin, was now at her waist. At this rate, their ankles would be reached in less than a year and the joke wasn't really funny any more, now! Ritu had decided to wear an orange sleeveless crop top which let her midriff bare, hip hugging white jeans that flared out under her knees and stiletto patent pumps. Tim wasn't there, otherwise he would have insisted for Naina to put on a traditional saree. Tom would have followed suit and Ritu would have surrendered. Without his brother's guidance, Tom was way cooler and let her wear whatever she wanted. Tom had also decided to arrive in style too : he had put on a shirt and a tartan tie. Thick coats were mandatory as the weather was cold and windy. Ritu had chosen a short red one. Red suited perfectly well on her dark complexion, but dark was a gross overstatement as she was just a bit darker than her sister Naina, who could have pretended to be a white woman without her large expressive eyes. Leena opened the door and let them in. She was wearing a very expensive looking see through bright yellow saree with a very beautiful lace pallu. Peter was wearing a black kurta with white pajamas that made him even haughtier. Leena kissed Ritu on both cheeks but Peter surprised her by kissing her straight on the lips like Tom did usually. Tom and Peter exchanged a vigorous shake hand but Leena surprised Ritu once more by moving sinuously toward Tom, flaunting her luscious hips and her big breasts as if she wanted to seduce him. They kissed tenderly on the lips, just as two lovers did. The nerve of that sluttish woman, kissing her Tom that lewdly in front of her! But she couldn't protest. Leena asked news from Tim and Naina. She was pleased to learn that the short skirt she had lent to her had been a big hit on the streets of Paris. - So the uniform of our demeanor school was to the taste of Parisian people. I'll give her a complete outfit! Would you be interested, too? I have one here! Leena was nearly sure that the shy Ritu would decline the proposal but it was the young Indian girl's turn to surprise her professor! - Oh thank you, professor. I wanted to ask you where I could buy one. Tom was fascinated by it when Naina left for the train station! Could I try it on? - For sure, dear! Come with me. But I had told you to call me Leena when we aren't at Uni! - Oh Sorry, Leena! It's the habit. Leena drew out of a cupboard a complete uniform still in its original wrapping. She took off her jeans, her crop top, her shoes and her undies to appear stark naked in the glory of her youth. She rapidly sorted her new clothes, put on her thin white blouse and her very short pleated skirt. It was so short that it barely covered her pussy. She hastily made two plaits with her long hair in the traditional school girl fashion with two tartan ribbons ending them. She adjusted a tartan tie to her neck and put her cap with an enticing slope on her head. She finished the job by putting on tartan socks and small flat patent shoes. There was even a cardigan in matching colors. Leena whistled : - God! You really have the look of our school. Swathri would love to have you among her students and my dear Gupta, too! Would you like to enlist for the next session? Leena was surprised again when Ritu boldly accepted the proposal. - If it's compatible with my studies, I would volunteer. I'm curious to discover what kind of courses is given there! I can't speak for my sister but I think she may enlist, too! - I'll transmit your registration to the headmistress. She is Kyrhan's sister! You may change back, now. - Why? I would love to wear it during the dinner until we leave and perhaps on our way back. I just fear it will be rather cold then. - I've stockings if you want! - I would prefer hoses. - Sorry! I don't wear any! - Then I'll put on your stockings just before leaving. Leena was perfectly aware that Ritu in her naughty school girl uniform would be the center of attention for the whole night. When they entered the sitting room where Tom and Peter were chatting quietly, a glass of sherry in front of them, the two men turned toward them and froze. Leena was enjoying the moment, their surprise. Ritu had left clad like a young college girl, wearing modern and trendy clothes. She came back, looking ten years younger, dressed like the wet dream of so many lecherous men. She was perfectly aware that her outfit would have caused a revolution in New Delhi but there in Birmingham, she would just draw the discreet attention of a handful of men in the street. Peter was the first one to emerge from his stupor - My god, Ritu, you surprised me! I didn't think you were so pretty. You really look alike Indian actress Priyanka Chopra, It's fantastic. It gives me an idea : We have an in door swimming pool in our condominium. It's the busiest hour and I would like to show you off there. We have two Indian families living here and they would be mesmerized watching such a celebrity swimming with me. If Tom is OK with it, will you make me this pleasure? - Just a problem : I don't have a swimming suit with me! - That's not a problem : we are about the same size and I had seeen the first images of Priyanka wearing bikinis in her upcoming movies Fashion and Dostana on Bollywood sites. On one of her stills she wears a tiny golden bikini and I bought one. You may use it. - Please do it, darling. I'll let you make your show for half an hour then I will arrive with Leena and take photographs of you in and along the swimming pool. I may ask you for a few sexy poses. - As Tom is OK with it, I will too! I'm going to change! - Certainly not! Just come as you are. You'll put on your swimming suit in the changing room. - But imagine the scandal if you have two Indian families here and they see me in that skimpy outfit. - What's the problem? Today I'll take a bath with Priyanka Chopra. If her outfit is not to the taste of someone, he may leave and if the schoolgirl uniform is not decent enough, let Priyanka bear the blame. Did we receive a girl named Ritu Dhaliwal today, Leena, my love? - Certainly not! - Then it's settled. Leena, could you fetch for her the golden bikini, a bag, a bath towel and a comb. - No need for the comb, Leena : my plaits will stand still even with a long soak. My blow dry will be ruined but I will just have to keep my plaits until I'm back home. To get to the changing room, you had to walk past the swimming pool. The two Indian families Peter had mentioned were enjoying the end of the afternoon on deck chairs. They jumped when they saw her. Peter loved to parade her in front of them. He stopped to chat with them and told them she was there incognito and asked them to stay mute about her presence in the condominium. They promised but took photographs of the celebrity with their cells. Ritu acted perfectly, like the star she pretended to be. She let them take all the pictures they wanted but exchanged just nods and smiles with them. Peter took her by the waist in a quite matter-of-fact way. Now the rumor would tell that Peter, the rich and powerful English CEO had an affair with a well known Bollywood actress but he didn't care : the journalists had pretended he had affairs with so many girls that he had lost the count. If the reality would have been known, the journalists would have been bewildered! When Ritu emerged with her skimpy bikini (she had never worn such a small string and the cups were barely covering her areolas), all the eyes were focused on her. The young student was terrified but went bravely straight to the diving board and made a perfect plunge into the swimming pool. Peter joined her immediately after. They frolicked a long time together. She let him nuzzle her ears making her squirm and laugh under the caress. The eyes of the maybe twenty people around them were still focused on her. It made her very hot and her pussy quite wet. When Peter approached from behind and kissed her ear, probing her auricle with his tongue, she didn't push him away and just giggled with a big laugh. She arched her back and felt a stiff rod probing her buttock. Peter had a terrific hard on. That diskovery took her breath out. They were in public. She couldn't do anything to help him. He cornered her in a corner of the swimming pool, far from the spectators. - I beg you, Ritu! Help me! I cannot get out of the swimming pool in that state! Ritu was quite aware of it. She didn't want to cheat on her buddy Tom but Naina had told her she had fucked with Dan with Tim's approval and it had been fantastic for her. Whatever her sister had done, she could do, too! She was blushing beet root when she hesitantly took his cock through his swimming trunks. After a few tentative wanks, she realized that the material of the trunks was not meant for that use and was not giving him sufficient pleasure. She snaked her hand quite reluctantly inside his trunks and took his cock directly in her hands. He thrust his head back and moaned in bliss as she massaged his cock with her hand. His pleasure was tremendous. His seed erupted in her hand in whitish rivulets. Ritu felt quite proud of having been able to obtain such a result. A voice whispered behind her back : - Well done, darling! Next time, you'll do the same for me! It was Tom! He had caught her red handed with Peter's cock in her hand and sperm covering it. God, he would hate, chase her away, pretend her baby was not his. She would not withstand it! Oh it was stupid on her part! She should kill herself! She blubbered : - Tom! I'm so sorry! Forgive me! - Shut up, darling. You've no reason to be ashamed or sorry. Why do you think I left you alone with Peter in that sexy bikini? I could have accompanied you to the pool! It's me who should really apologize : while Peter showed you off around, I fucked Leena two times in her marital bed and she cleaned my cock afterward with her mouth! Leena was beside Tom with a big soothing smile. She told Ritu not to worry. Ritu realized then how Leena was clad : a black bikini maybe twice smaller than the one she herself wore. The cups were reduced to cloth circles just covering her areolas linked by very thin metallic chains. The front of her thong was so small that it disappeared between her cunt lips and the string was not visible between her ass cheeks. The material of her cups was so thin that you could distinguish perfectly her nipples as if they were cigarette paper. How was it possible that nobody had called the police for indecency! - You were the only ones remaining in the pool. You were there for more than one hour. I fear that we left you waiting too long : we were very busy together. But it will be perfect to take the photos I wanted! Still shaking for the surprise arrival of her buddy, Ritu left them maneuver her as Tom wanted. He made her lie in the baby basin, five inches deep on her belly, supported on her elbows, looking straight at the camera with a satisfied smile to her lips. She really looked like a well fucked young woman. Tom asked her to stay in the same position but to remove her bra. She glanced sidewise and found nobody. So she obeyed him and let him take the photo. Then he made her put on a white tee-shirt without putting on back the bra. When it was wet, the Tee shirt became see through and her proud breasts pushed against the fabric. Tom was sporting a huge hard on! Peter then cut the tee shirt just above her nipple. The top part of her breasts was in plain view on the still. Then Tom cut completely the lower part of the Tee-shirt, exposing the lower part of her melons, just like on many Indian paintings where the lower part of the women's breasts were exhibited. Tom couldn't withstand the stress any more. He called for Leena and Peter to apologize. - Sorry for you but I need immediate release! Without asking for Ritu's agreement, he pushed her knickers down and pulled off the shreds of her tee shirt. He pulled down his own trunks and sat on a chair. He drew Ritu to him and impaled her in a frenetic shove to the hilt. She screamed from the brutal intrusion but there was no pain in her scream, just pure delight. He fucked her hard as if his own life depended on it. Ritu was moaning endlessly, just urging him to do her harder, to push his cock deeper into her. When he spurted his seed in her greedy belly, he waited a few minutes before disengaging his cock from her cunt. Tom stood up and called for Peter. - You may take my place! Fuck her : she is a really hot chick! You may use her back passage if you feel like it. Peter sat on the chair just vacated by Tom. He made Ritu Impale herself on his cock but he had made her turn around and present her back to him. She could lift off her body and let him freely enjoy her breasts, making them wobble with his hands. He had not let her clean herself. He didn't seem to care to wallow in her well filled cunt, in Tom's cum! He began to ram her fast making her scream again in bliss. Leena spread herself on the floor in front of her and opened lewdly her thighs. She caressed her clit, a few inches from Ritu's mouth. Peter pushed the young girl's head forward until her lips came into contact with Leena's pussy. Ritu immediately understood what she was expected to do. She had never thought a woman could be bi. Leena was blatantly hetero, so she shouldn't be interested by a girl but the English woman wasn't that limited : she searched the pleasure wherever she could find it and the sweet lips of Ritu were quite apt for that. Ritu was now unable to express her feelings but Leena could and her piercing screams of pleasure filled the pool. When Peter dumped another big load of cum inside her belly, he disengaged carefully and let Leena and Ritu enjoy one another. Leena turned and both girls were soon in the classical 69 position. Ritu never had had any lesbian experience but she seemed really good at it! Leena had totally lost the number of major climaxes she had felt and her cunt was now spasming continuously. Ritu was now running on a series of continuous orgasms, leaving her exhausted but ultimately ready for another climb to another delicious peak. Ritu was not really conscious when Leena released her. She stayed in a heap on the floor tiles. Tom and Peter had had more time to recover. Her boyfriend lay on an inflatable mattress. Peter made Ritu straddle him. He skewered her cunt and it was a blissful reminder of their previous coupling. Tom just steadied her, preventing her to start fucking him. He parted her ass cheeks with his hands, opening her as completely as she could. Peter kneeled behind her and presented his cock to her ass hole. It was maintained half open by Tom's grip. He just had to push in. Ritu's ass was now perfectly stretched out and able to receive without difficulty a cock as big as Peter's or Tom's ones. Kyrhan or Rajeev could meet a problem in the future as their cocks were much bigger but today, Ritu would face her first double penetration and that was another first time for her. God! Six months ago when she had had the joy of hearing she would have a grant to continue her studies in Birmingham, The young virgin student she was would never have imagined she would be half a year later in a lush condominium in the recently vacated swimming pool, impaled deeply by the cocks of her boyfriend and the husband of one of her professors and one month pregnant. She was really far, very far from home! When both men had filled her once more with their jizzm, Ritu was half comatose but she was still awake when Tom showed her the security camera linked to the surveillance central. There was a red light on it. Tom explained her it meant they had been monitored and probably videoed as they had fucked her. The security people would probably circulate copies of it to their friends. Ritu was way past caring. She fell immediately into a deep sleep, and dreamt of having to service her dear Tom in all her holes, then Tom was replaced by Peter and she found herself plunged into a perpetual orgy with Naina, Dan, Tim, Tom, Peter, Leena, Kira and many other girls and men. They put on back their clothes and left the swimming pool. Ritu was wearing her school girl uniform while Leena had chosen a strapless dress that showed off her very beautiful shoulders and neck. None of them were wearing any undies underneath. They had a splendid dinner afterwards. Ritu was now more experienced and had loosened a bit. When Tom took a seat in front of Peter and proposed the girls to sit on their lap, Leena immediately complied, putting her right hand around Peter's neck, but Ritu was not far behind. They discussed about the economic crisis and the recent Nobel prizes. Peter had placed his left arm around his wife's waist and cuddled her lovingly. Ritu had even the nerve of unbuttoning a part of Tom's shirt around his stomach, snake her hand through the aperture and caress his chest through it. He seemed to appreciate the gesture very much. Leena stood up to serve the second dessert. Ritu followed to help her. When they had eaten it and sipped their coffees, they went back to their seats in the lobby. Leena announced in a loud voice : - Just to spice up things, I propose to swap our partners! A Long Way Home Ch. 06 Winter lessons (a long way home 6) Written in association with Dalhia57 without whom this story would have never been written! * It was a Wednesday evening. The Christmas vacations were reaching their end. Tim thought they had been very lucky that year to have snow for Christmas. It added a fairy tale appearance to the landscape. They had made a long walk through the country not on foot, but on skis. Tim and Tom loved skiing and practiced every year. It was Leena who had introduced them to that sport first in Scotland then in France with Dan and Kira and this time on their own with their girlfriends. Quite evidently they had chosen to share that pleasure with them to whom they had been recently engaged. This new deeper bonding hadn't changed their way of life : the girls learned their lessons, made their homework and then had recreation with their buddies. The two professors really took seriously their job of sex professors and their students couldn't be more assiduous to their lessons. Skiing is not widely practiced in India as the weather is very hot and the Himalayan slopes quite steep. Neither girls had ever practiced skiing and even less so on cross country skis. After the initial inevitable falls that made everyone laugh but were harmless, Naina and Ritu had rapidly become quite able to ski at a reasonable speed on such a flat track. Cross country skiing is a very demanding sport and their clothes were dripping with sweat when they came back to the house they had rented. it was isolated not to attract attention if naked girls could be seen frolicking inside through the windows. The morning had been foggy and cold : they had skied in full tack with very warm clothes but, around noon, a warm sun had warmed the atmosphere and it got too hot for them. Naina had complained the most bitterly. Tim proposed her to try to ski with only a bikini. She had declined it, thinking he had gotten crazy but Ritu, for once, didn't agree with her : she had seen photos of girls skiing in very reduced bikinis in Switzerland and even one where the girl had squarely taken off her top. The fresh air had made the topless girl's nipples interestingly taut and swollen but she seemed not to suffer really from the cold. They got back to the house to change. Ritu came down wearing the skimpy bikini she had brought just in case they went to the local swimming pool. She put on also her ski vest and put the rest of her tack in a rucksack Tom volunteered to carry. Naina needed more than persuasion from Tim just to put her bikini under her complete outfit. Tim and Tom followed Ritu's advice and were in Tee shirts. It was finally quite comfortable and the three of them greatly enjoyed their afternoon walk. The poor Naina was bathed in sweat that dripped down her back into her trousers. After an hour, she had to surrender and peel away her thick clothes. Tim would carry them. He had also to dry her carefully as cold sweat was the best way to get a cold. Naina soon discovered that as long as she kept in the sun light, she felt quite comfortable and she enjoyed skiing almost in the nude. When the sun begun to decline, they just got back to the car. None of them wanted to make it a day and they decided to drive to a pub nearby. The girls' bikinis were stiff with sweat and smelled awful. Naina proposed to go back to their house to take a shower before returning to the pub but that was a ten miles drive on snow covered roads. Tim had a better idea : they had in the trunk clothes to change they had bought during a shopping spree into which Naina and her sister indulged from time to time. Now that they lived with Tim and Tom, their expenses were very limited : just the lunch and drinks at noon and a few things for their courses. . . The parking lot was deserted at that dusk hour. Tim dared Naina to strip naked beside the car and change to normal clothes. - It'll just take a minute or two and if a car comes, you'll just jump into the car! Naina had always been rather adventurous but, this time, Tim pushed her a bit far. She turned her head around. There was nobody on view, no engine noise, just some crows in the trees. She took off hastily the top of her bikini. Her tits were perfect and added a pleasant spice to the white landscape. She put on a white blouse and buttoned it, just leaving the top buttons undone. She then wanted to put on her long wool skirt before pulling off the rest of her bikini but Tim stopped her in her tracks. - Don't deprive us of the most beautiful view of the day. He lifted a camera he was holding to let her know she had been videoed and he would keep a trace of her public strip tease in their private photo book. Naina laughed at his impishness and allowed him to take several stills of her pulling down her bikini bottom then putting back on her long skirt. It had buttons in the front and Tom bent down to open them up to the middle of her thigh. She would wear a long skirt down to her ankles but if she walked too fast or turn too briskly, the skirt would part and show a large part of her thigh to the whole assistance. Tim would love it but Naina less so! To protect her feet from the snow, she was on her tiptoes on Tim's shoes but he didn't complain. Her tits rubbed against his chest as she arranged her skirt. She put on pumps and sat in the car. As Naina had been bold enough to strip nude there, Ritu couldn't do less than her sister. She placed her toes on Tom's feet and pulled off her top then the bottom of her bikini. She was completely nude between her boyfriend and his brother. She basked into the last rays of the sun and hastily put on a puch shorter skirt and a small pull with short sleeves and a poncho. She was ready to enter proudly the pub. Six months previously, they would have been horrified entering a public place without undies but they had grown out of that feeling. Tim had explained to her, men had not special senses to detect bra or knicker-less gals but they weren't stupid : a girl trying to hide herself and not acting normally would surely focus the attention on herself. To further convince her, Tim had offered her a triangle bra that supported quite efficiently her breasts but didn't prevent their pendulous moves. all the eyes of the male customers were centered on her tits. . . As the mystery had been solved, Naina felt more at ease to stay among a crowd when she was not wearing undies. The next time Tim had asked her to enter a restaurant, she had carefully checked her own attitude : her fiancé had been right. She was looking down to her feet, avoiding the gaze of the other customers and, for some unknown reason, she was making her tits giggle wantonly as if she wanted to advertise she wasn't wearing a bra. When she kept her body on line, practicing self control to a level so far unknown to her, nobody noticed anything. She could relax now! Naina had now another string to her arc : she could now choose to look demure or wanton in the same outfit! It was just more difficult when they were in a dance hall. In that case, she always tried to dance very close to Tim or to her present partner. None of them complained : They considered it a very pleasant treat. This time; the pub was really overcrowded. Be it at the bar, near the tables or in the small adjacent dance floor for the New year celebrations, you had to open your way with your elbows! Naina had quite efficient cushions to avoid bumping too hard against someone although she hated it. If she had been alone; she would never have entered such a place! She braced herself and followed Tim. She would follow him anywhere. He had saved her and her sister from ultimate defilement and she felt she had a big debt to her prince. People seemed to get into her way quite voluntarily, perhaps to force her to rub her tits against their back or their chest. Tim had to acknowledge that the young Indian girl was so pretty that it was quite a likely eventuality. Tim and his brother sipped a pint of a good ale but Naina and her sister just drank fruit juices. Even a beer seemed too rich in alcohol for their taste. When they had refreshed at the bar, Tim took Naina's hand and led her to the small dance hall. There were no slow dances,r waltzes or house music, just hard rock and the girls wore flashy clothes, hair styles and make up, a quite typical cocktail of some of the current undergroud trend, at least a small part of them. Although, Tim and his brother were respected professors, members of the gentry, they seemed at ease among such people. Naina and Ritu weren't certainly but they were with their boyfriends, so anything else didn't matter. Maybe they would have felt as safe as they were with Dan or Peter, although Ritu doubted that the shy Peter would have entered such a dance hall! The dance beat was rather fast and they rocked quite a bit. There was no way of keeping their boobs on line and soon their hips and tits were swinging in unison. It had a side advantage : the other male dancers as they realized it stopped to dance and pulled out to watch Naina and Ritu dancing wildly with their boyfriends. The twin professors made it into an exhibitionof themselves and their girls. When they stopped, winded after about an hour of non stop dancing, they relized that they were the only dancers left and that all the eyes were turned toward them. To be more precisen all the male eyes were turned toward Naina and all the female ons or most of them watched the muscular chests of Tim and Tom. There was a cheer of applauses and the crowd came in to congratulate them. They had made a great show, just like professionnal dancers. In the swirl, they got separated and the girls surrounded Tim and Tom while Naina and her sister couldn't even see their boyfriends. They just saw a sea of male faces around them and soon they discovered that some of them had also hands as they felt themselves being poked, touched, groped, caresses, handled in whatever manner. Their bottoms and tits were stroked while their shoulders were caessed. a few hands wandered down their cleavage or up their legs. Curiously Naina with her long skirt unbuttoned to the middle of her thighs was more fondled than Ritu with her very short skirt! God, what would that have been if they had worn their demeanor school very short tartan skirts : they would have been raped on the spot! Ritu shrieked when a particularly shameless hand reached between her legs. She slapped it away but her scream of surprise had another result : Tom extracted himself from the melee to come to her rescue and Tim appeared to the right of Naina. They never have been so happy to retrieve their buddies! Back home, Tim prepared them a cocktail to put them back on their feet. He used ice cubes. they had a big provision of them in the American style fridge. A lewd light appeared in Tim's eyes. He unbuttoned completely Naina's blouse and parted the tails to expose her luscious pert breasts. She knew better than to fight him. He was in his professoral mood and wanted to teach her something. She let him develop his demonstration. Tim took an ice cube and very gently applied it to her hot left tit. The coldness made her shriek but she let him continue. he rubbed it on the whole surface of her orbs, insisting on her cleavage and her nipples. Her breasts were aching, seeming inflamed. yes really, there was a flame in her breasts and it lit up soon another fire in her belly. The water from the ice cubes was dripping from her breasts and flowing on her belly, drenching her skirt but she didn't care. To the contrary she pushed her breasts forward to offer them to his caresses and hollowed her belly to make her tits appear bigger. She was sure he would love the effect. Naina discovered that her breasts wasn't the only place that was dripping : her cunt was oozing a river of love fluids and he had just rubbed a couple of ice cubes on her breasts! Tim choose new ice cubes and continued rubbing her breast with them. This time he used both hands to fondle both breasts simultaneously. Naina head sobs and moans before realizing they were coming out of her own mouth. the treatment Tim Was applying to her breasts was really very enjoyable! Her nipples had grown bigger than they had ever been : they were swollen engorges, looking like gigantic raspberries and as taut as bullets. They would have drilled holes in Tim's chest! From the corner of her eyes, Naina saw that Tom was peeling Ritu's pull up, exhibiting also her proud breasts. He grabbed feverishly ice cubes and began to imitate his brother. Ritu began to blubber as she got turned on quite fast by these lewd caresses. Naina discovered then that the pleasure she had felt as the cold cubes were rubbed against her sensitive breasts was nothing compared with what she felt when Tim replaced the ice cube on one of her breasts by his quite hot lips. She reacted by grabbing her hair and drawing on it. He sucked greedily her breast and that was sufficient to give her a strong climax that made her juices flow even more freely. That was the signal for Tim to switch to her other breast while he applied again his devilish ice cubes to the tit he had just abandoned. This continuous stimulation of her breasts was so enjoyable that both girls cupped their breasts in their hands and offered them to their boyfriends' ministrations. The twin sisters had closed their eyes, had their mouths gaping open as waves after waves of pleasure rocked their bodies. Naina thought that if such pleasures would be provided to her on a regular basis, she would see to have the ice cube reserve always filled up. She would even give up completely wearing bra and the lecherous men watching her be damned, she wouldn't care any more about them! Tim and his brother wanted now to stand back a little and watch Naina and her sister from some distance. They thought it was thhe appropriate time for the girls to have hands on practice. They rubbed the ice cubes on each other's breasts to maintain their turgid state. Their nipples had grown even bigger than previously. The girls were so softened by the pleasure bubble into which they were trapped that Naina obeyed immediately when Tim told her to suck and lick her sister's nipples. Ritu screamed very loud when her sister made her reach their first true lesbian climax. When she was back on her feet, she didn't show any reluctance to return the gesture. Naina was usually the dominant sister but she pressed her own breasts pretty hard to offer them to her sister's mouth. She just took care to arrange herself to offer the most interesting view to her lover and eventually to his brother. Tim came to her side to watch the pleasure swelling in her body and the build up of an earth shattering orgasm. It was so strong that she crumbled on her knees, half comatose. Ritu and she embraced and shared a long mouth to mouth kiss. Tim and Tom encouraged them but they didn't just hear them, lost in the contemplation of each other's eyes. Tim had to carry Naina to the dining room and Tom helped Ritu to get there. The food and the rest were quite welcome for both of them. Tim had prepared a very rich dinner with plenty of aphrodisiac food with oysters, anchovies served with quail eggs following a receipt proposed by Casanova with plenty of ginger, cinnamon, saffron, pepper and coriander, artichokes in curry sauce. The artichokes, the quail eggs and the ginger were to the taste of the twin sisters who were really veggies and they ate a double portion of it. Tim and Tom enjoyed the full meal. The evening was quite likely to be very hot! They cleaned the floor of the bedroom, leaving only a thick carpet on which they lay together. Tim took Naina in his arms and cuddled her. She purred like a cat in delight. Ritu came back from the kitchen with a bucket of ice cubes. Tom was with her. He had plunged a finger into her twat and she let him drive her that way with giggles. Tim took one of the cubes and rubbed it against Naina's cunt lips. She mewled in bliss. The contact of the ice cube against her clit had been electrifying. A couple of ice cubes followed. When they became too small, Tim offered them to the young girl's lips and she swallowed them dutifully. Tim was her lover, her master, her future husband : she had to obey him completely! Ritu was treated the same way and she loved every minute of it as much as her sister. The contact of very cold water on her love lips was finally very pleasant! Tim and his brother proceeded then to the next step. Picking a new ice cube, they pushed it into their girlfriends' love tunnels, then a second, a third, a fourth and finally a fifth one. Both girls gasped with the unusual feeling of having something very cold against their cervix. Tim pushed a finger inside Naina's cunt to play with the melting cubes inside her. His palm was immediately drenched with a slurry, the mixture of the ice cubes, the water oozing from them and her cunt juices as she was cumming continuously. The effect of the coldness on her bladder was also immediate. They needed to pee urgently! Naina told it to Tim and instead of allowing her to go to the toilets, he accompanied her there, sat on the bowl and wanked himself until he was rock hard. He then told her to impale herself on his cock! - Tim, love! I really need to pee. If you enter my cunt, I could lose control of my bladder! - I know it, silly girl! I don't want to fuck your cunt, this time. Your ass interests me much more! You'll be able to avoid soiling me! I intend to teach you a little self control! - But what if I don't succeed? - Then you'll just have to clean the tiles afterward, of course! But I think your sister has the same problem as you. Jump on me before you lose that fight! Tom, sit on the edge of the bath in front of us! Ritu, straddle him backwards like a good pupil! Naina obeyed without comment. Her swiftness was a direct consequence of her imperious need. She straddled backwards Tim while Ritu did the same with Tom. They parted their legs wide and let themselves slide down their lovers' cocks. Both of them were quite surprised when their cocks pushed against their cervixes without them letting a droplet of pee erupting from their bellies. They clenched desperately and it seemed that their urgent need made them even more enjoyable to their professors. Tim and his brother laughed at their predicament and urged them to start fucking them. Ritu and her sister felt like young girls fighting in a mud bath : they were about to soil themselves or their lovers and they drew considerable pleasure from it! Tim and Tom sported really huge cocks that heralded their ultimate excitation. Both of them reached at about the same time their climax and the impact of their seed jets against Naina and her sister's internal walls and cervix triggered their own orgasm. Tim and Tom hastily disengaged and let the girls squat, one on the toilet bowl and the other one on the bath. Their deserted cunts were too much a stress for them and they went crimson as they released their bladders at last! - Congratulations, girls! No, don't wipe yourselves clean! We'll just take a shower together! Tim pushed Naina under the shower. He impaled her back on his cock and soaped her copiously. Tom and Ritu joined them. The four of them laughed of their wickedness. They finally disengaged with regret, dried one another, exchanging deep kisses. Tim led then Naina to the place of their previous lovemaking. He pushed maybe twenty ice cubes in Naina's back passage, pushed inside her a dildo shaped plug to prevent her from spilling water all over the carpet and entered her cunt. The ice cubes had now completely melted away and their cunts were ready to be fucked by their big cocks. The coldness had just made them quite tighter and thus much more enjoyable, if it was possible, to fuck! A Long Way Home Ch. 07 With again several very hot suggestions from Dalhia 57 * The second term at Birmingham University was coming to its end. Naina was busy preparing her economy exams. She was entering into her fourth month of pregnancy and it started showing. For the time being, she could still pretend food in England was richer than in India but she wouldn't fool her schoolmates much longer. At least, delivery was due at the end of August. She would not be too much overburdened during her exams at the end of term and she would have a month to recover in India before coming back to Birmingham for her second year at Uni. Tim had already found a nanny nearby that could take care of her baby. That was a big relief for both of them. Ritu would probably entrust her own baby to the same nanny but she still hesitated : she could also leave him or her in India to the custody of their mother or one of their aunts. Both sisters continued to be in the top ranks of their group with occasional competition between them for the first place. Tim liked that emulation as it made them work even harder and approaching perfection. The four of them continued their quite deep love affair together, Naina with Tim and Ritu with his brother Tom. When they had met for the first time, Naina was always wearing kameez, usually with pajamas (large pants) and Ritu had chosen more western looking clothes such as skirts, tee shirts, pulls and jeans. Tim had a fetish for sarees as he was a close friend of professor Leena, a white woman who wore usually sarees either at home, when shopping or to present her courses at University. It had been a long debate. For Naina, sarees were worn only by married Indian women. Tim replied that was preposterous as he loved to see a beautiful woman or girl in a tight saree. Naina had made a few concessions at the beginning, wearing a saree on special occasions such as birthdays or visits from or to friends. That had been about once or twice a month. Then Tim took the habit of offering her a new saree every month. She couldn't do less than wearing his gift for the evening. Then he increased the frequencies of their invitations : they received or visited Dan now once a month and they continued to receive their other friends. That had not been a decision from her but she had forged a new habit : she now wore her usual kameez at Uni and she changed into sarees as soon as she was back home. She had attended even a few lectures from Leena, wearing a saree. Her professor had publicly praised her elegance. This evening, they had gone to a party with other professors. Everyone knew that they were living together. A few eyebrows had been lifted with a teacher having an affair with one of his students but when it had been quite clear that he was much more demanding from her than from his other students, it had calmed down quite fast. Some professors were ready to come to her rescue if Tim was asking too much from her. Ritu had too much work, she was late for her rehearsal, so she couldn't accompany them. Tom had remained with her at home. Naina had danced nearly always with Peter while Tim had to dance with Leena and several other pretty professors or wives. She was wearing a flame red saree that made her the center of attention in the room! Peter had complimented her for her elegance and he was a connoisseur of Indian clothes! Naina had been flattered and couldn't think of a better way to redeem him but dancing with him. She was really looking as if she was flirting with him, trying hard to seduce him although it may have been the other way around. Tim had to accept it with a big smile in front of their friends but he was really jealous. Naina seldom agreed to dance in saree and she kept dancing with that old rich fart with just occasional smiles to him. When they left, late in the evening, Tim held Naina's door and drove back home in silence. She was somewhat exhausted, having had no opportunities to rest and her feet were pretty sore. But she was overjoyed, having had the occasion of dancing all the night with a very good and handsome dancer. The silence from Tim puzzled her. OK she hadn't had the opportunity of dancing with him but Peter had been so attentive, cajoling her to another dance and attracting her attention when Tim was dancing with one or another particularly attractive woman. She had thought that her lover was also enjoying his evening while his frustration was slowly growing up! She finally broke the silence : - Did you enjoy your evening, luv? - You have the effrontery of asking me while you didn't even favour me with a single dance! - Oh, Tim! I beg your pardon! Peter was so. . . cozy and you looked so enthralled when you danced that waltz with Leena and then a slow dance with Margreth that I thought you didn't need my company! - Lass, know that I always need your company! I just don't want to monopolize you but I would have danced all the night with you and you put me aside like a broken pot! You may continue to do so! The conversation stopped there, leaving Naina in despair. That was the first time Tim was really angry with her. He had punished her once as she had skipped her homework but this time, it seemed more serious! He had been jealous all the evening and you never really know where such a strong feeling could lead you to do. Naina felt that their relation was really jeopardized there. When Tim parked the car, she tried to soothe him : - Tim, please! I apologize. . . I just didn't think. . . - It's no use, girl! I'll sleep in the spare bedroom! God! Tim was really angry! It was too late to hope that Tom would be still awake and help to calm down his brother. She had to tackle the problem alone : - Tim. How can I redeem myself in your eyes? Would. . . would you want to punish me as you've done when I didn't learn my lessons? She felt a surge of interest in Tim's eyes and stance. At least, he was listening to her. She saw along the fence something that could help : the mild weather had allowed the growth of a few branches of nettles, not the yellow dead ones, the stinging variety with white flowers although there were no flowers on it. Two weeks before, Naina had tried to uproot them, grabbing the stems in her unaware bare hands. She had relinquished them immediately and rubbed herself frenetically. There was a pair of shears and gloves in the garage. She cut a dozen of nettle stems, grabbed them with her bare hands. She clenched her teeth to block any sign of pain and handed the nettles to her lover, offering him the gloves to protect his hands. Tim looked at her quizzically. He seemed to try to evaluate her commitment. When he saw she was ready to do anything to obtain his pardon, he seemed to relax ostensibly. He put on the gloves and took the nettles in his hand. Without a word, Naina grabbed the hem of her saree and pulled it up. Anybody could see her from the nearby houses or from a car in the street although at this late hour the risks were slim. She was wearing red panties underneath. That was a deviation from her usual attire : she was wearing less and less frequently undies as Tim didn't like them very much, even the frilliest and sexiest ones just didn't meet his standards. Tim threw carelessly her panties on the lawn. Naina bent obediently grabbing her ankles with her hands, offering completely her bottom to his punishment. Tim lifted the stems and applied them with a swoosh on her bottom. Naina jumped up, clutching her inflamed bottom. Without saying a word, she bent down meekly and put back her hands around her ankles. The second stroke of the nettles hurt even more although the leaves were already heavily damaged. Tim stroke her four more times before declaring that it was over, that Naina was forgiven. Naina promised not to forget anymore to dance with her lover. She would offer him at least one dance on two or three. She was in tears but received his kisses gladly. Naina hurried back home and darted toward the bathroom for a long soak in hot perfumed water. It would eliminate the stinging ache from the nettles and the fear of losing her boyfriend. She put on back her flame color saree and put her pride in preparing a perfect make up to meet again Tim. She wanted to be as beautiful as she could be for him. She had just finished her and stood up when she felt a contact on her back. Lips met the nape of her neck. A thrill run through the whole length of her spine. She had recognized the intruder who had crept to her armchair without a noise : it was Tim. He loved to surprise her that way. The first time, she had screamed quite loud and Ritu and Tom had scrambled to her rescue to their mutual confusion when they discovered Naina quietly cuddled in her lover's arms. Without moving away from her skin, his mouth glided to her right ear and started to caress it in the most erotic way, nibbling gently her delicate earlobe. He thrust his tongue into her hole, pushing in as far as he could. She arched her back, lifting her head as high as she could to offer him as much leeway as he needed. He covered her neck with kisses from her chin down to the cleavage between her proud young breasts. He pushed his mouth lower down her cleavage, pushing away somewhat her pallu to reach her choli. Naina moaned in utter delight. She felt Tim's cock pressing against her buttocks and she wiggled seductively her bottom to feel him better and let him know she really appreciated what he was doing to her. She pushed her breasts forward to offer them more completely to his caresses. She was purring like a cat, her eyes closed to concentrate on her delightful feelings! Naina was now waiting impatiently for her lover's next move. When she felt him pulling on her pallu, she could not refrain to utter a sigh of satisfaction. At last, he was moving! The richly embroidered pallu slid slowly to the ground. Her saree was now maintained only by the knot of her petticoat. Naina could not wait for Tim's next move! Would he untie the knot of the thread, holding her petticoat and her saree to leave her in her undies? Would he strip her slower to enjoy for a longer time her partial nudity? She was totally his to do with her as he wanted, a living instrument for their mutual pleasure and Tim certainly knew how to play with the voluptuous zither of her body. The young woman felt Tim's hands pulling up the folds of her saree from under her petticoat. Tim had chosen the slow way, the most exciting slow strip tease but the most demanding for their nerves. She would love to be naked in his arms, thrown brutally onto their bed, her legs parted by an authoritative cock that would make her scream in delight. She moaned in frustration. Their mutual release would have to wait a little. The seven folds of her saree opened as he unwrapped, oh so slowly, her body from the silk. Tim threw her saree on the back of a chair. She was now in her red petticoat and her bikini choli. He stopped for a minute to admire her, his eyes sparkling with delight and lust. Tim fumbled under her petticoat, looking for the knot. She turned toward him, her eyes locked onto his. He slowly pulled the knot. The petticoat fell down to the floor. She was smiling to him as her last large garment fell down, leaving her even more completely available to his lust filled eyes. She had chosen, for that evening, the sheerest red panties she had. Researchers had recently published a study on the fact that men loved especially women in red dresses. Tim should then now be in a frenzy and Naina just hoped that her lover would be tireless that evening. She had never been so deeply aroused. She wanted his caresses, his mouth on her naked body, on her lips, on her neck, on her breasts, her belly, her buttocks and finally between her legs! Juices were already dripping down her legs and drenching her panties. Tim centered his interest on her bikini choli. It was a simple bikini top and it was the only protection of her breasts. Tim unfastened slowly the hook on her back, leaving the choli hanging from her shoulders. He went to face her, pulled aside the straps on Naina's shoulders. The top was now retained only by her breasts firmly pressed against his chest. Tim slid his hands between their bodies, cupping her breasts lovingly as he receded somewhat. Naina let her shoulders down. With a big smile, she made a step backward, leaving her choli in his hands. Her proud breasts were now in full view, pointing toward him like shells. She licked slowly her lips as she pushed her breasts forward to give them more volume. She smiled when she realized that Tim's eyes were focused on her tits and he was licking also his own lips in anticipation. Naina wobbled sensuously her hips and grabbed her waist band to slowly roll it downward. The tease was too hard for Tim who placed his hands above hers. She looked sideways at him impishly with a coy little smile. She was clearly daring him to do something to accelerate the stripping of her body. Blood was now roaring in Tim's veins. He grabbed the waist band of her panties himself and pulled hard. It was fortunate the material was quite sheer as it was shredded quite easily. Tim threw it into a corner of the bedroom, drew Naina to him like a pirate would have done in ancient times when he had conquered a new ship with such a pretty passenger. He covered her mouth with his and kissed her passionately. Naina had done everything she could to draw Tim to that moment. She really enjoyed it as Tim explored her mouth with his tongue, mauling her breasts and her buttocks to force her against him. There couldn't remain any doubt he was in love with the young woman. There was also no doubt she was also in love with him although she was also imagining herself in the same position but in the arms of Dan, Tom or Peter. . . Maybe on another occasion, in the future. . . A devilish grin made her appear even more sensual. Tim was now focused on what he wanted to do with her. He took Naina in his arms, lifted her up as if she had no weight although she was now more than four months pregnant and her belly was already significantly swollen. Tim lay her on the bed, throwing aside the comforter. He placed the pillow under her back to lift up her bottom. She let her lover arrange her as he liked. He started by licking her breasts which had always been so sensitive that she began to moan helplessly in minutes. She was so hot that when he moved down to lick her cunt and her clit, she screamed very loud, oblivious of anything but the inexpressible delights he was giving her in series, as usual. When she was a virgin girl, she never had dreamed that someone could elicit so much pleasure in her loins! She cummed as he was still licking her clit, flooding his tongue with her love juices. He didn't seem sated as his licking continued at the same rhythm and her moans climbed soon back to another crescendo. Her lover made her cum three times before changing his action. Naina was then pretty disheveled, her body was covered with sweat, her lipstick was spread widely around her mouth, her mascara had dripped down, she really looked like a girl freshly raped by a horde of burly soldiers if you didn't take into account the broad smile that brightened her face. Tim lifted her knees to his shoulders. He bent forward. Her tits were pressed hard between their chests. He fumbled to reach his cock that was as hard as a marble block, aimed it to her slit. He pushed forward until just the head entered her cunt. His eyes scanned her face until their eyes met. They became glued to one another. He smiled broadly and pushed forward, impaling her slowly, fully mastering his moves until he was embedded to the hilt into her twat. Naina locked her ankles behind his back. When Tim started his back and fro movements, she relaxed completely, accompanying him like a rag doll and enjoying every minute of it. He was taking care not to press too hard on her swollen belly and she missed his usual wild frenzy but she knew Tim was very considerate. He would fuck her again as hard as she may wish it as soon as she had delivered her baby. She stretched her lips toward him and he increased his rhythm in response. It was so pleasurable that she screamed to express her extraordinary delight. When she climaxed in his arms, she fainted quietly, leaving him alone discreetly to enjoy her body. . . When she regained her senses, she was alone in the bed. Tim had covered her naked body with a bed sheet and a comforter. He was presenting her a glass of water. - Thank you, Tim! I really loved it. I felt as if I was Aishwarya Rai in the film scene I found on the net. She was fucked by her white lover in her red saree just as you did! I love you! - Sweetie, you know that tomorrow, you'll have your last exam for the term. I may already tell you, from what my colleagues told me you are on the way to be the major for this year if you obtain the same results for the third term! - And Ritu? - Always the good loving sister! Don't fear anything : Your marks are rarely different from more than half a point, sometimes she is the first, other times, it's you. The difference will be slight but I fear that you had better marks with Leena and professor Goodhope and they have more weight in the final mark! - And with you? - I didn't want to be suspected of over-leniency. You should have had a better mark than Ritu, so I considered that your opinion was not sufficiently supported about the origin of the present economic crisis and gave you half a point lower mark than Ritu. - Oh, it's not fair! I helped her to prepare that subject. I surely mastered it better than her! - I know but who can be sure that school marks are fair? Naina laughed. She was interrupted by Ritu and Tom entering their bedroom. - Sorry to invade your bedroom but both of you are chattering like old crows. You woke us up and seem not to be ready to get to sleep. Oh, Naina you were naked! Sorry : we are going to leave! - No, Tom, as you are here, maybe you could take photographs of our beautiful Naina and her pretty sister. - This late : it's nearly 02:00 AM? I'll take a lot of time to put on a beautiful saree! - Why bother with it. I thought of photographs of both of you naked! Naina and Ritu looked to one another and burst out laughing. After all, if Tim wanted to have photographs of them naked and pregnant, why not? They were twin sisters, weren't they? Tom was their usual photographer and Tim decided all the poses they would take. There were times when they were walking in the lobby or in the bathroom, sometimes with a hand under their belly as if they were supporting it and the other hand on top of it, to center the attention to it. Tim made them take the same pose in an armchair then side to side on a sofa. Then he made them take a more classical pose, Naina delicately holding Ritu's nipple between her thumb and fore finger while Ritu did the same to her. This pose was far more erotic than the previous ones. When Tim made both girls touch one another their bellies, the tension increased. For the last pose, Naina surprised herself when she wished that Tim would tell them to kiss one another. Tim must have read in her mind as he asked them just to do that. He arranged them so their faces would be easily seen on the photographs. When he declared himself satisfied and Tom was ready to take the still, Naina was bold enough to push her tongue into her sister's mouth. Ritu was too surprised to resist or protest. Tim declared the session over. He would prepare framed enlargements of that one in both their bedrooms! Naina and her sister blushed beet root but didn't protest at all! - May I ask you a question, Tim? Where will we spend our week for the end of term vacation? - As if you didn't know that we are going to Scotland to Mistress Swathri's Demeanor school, the reformatory for wayward girls! A Long Way Home Ch. 08 A long way home 8 Naina visits the reformatory From a scenario from Dalhia 57 Naina, her sister and their twin boyfriends left for the train station in separate taxis. They had booked second class seats together but they wanted to pretend they didn't know the two girls. The compartment held eight seats and both men were on the window side while their girlfriends were seated on the opposite side, near the gangway. The choice had been debated. Tim had pointed out that the two girls would thus be easily seen by passengers going to the restaurant. Their very short skirts would make them sitting ducks for the lecherous passengers, the voyeurs of any kind, apparently available to any seducer who walked by. Quite evidently, they wore their tartan school girl uniform, with their very short skirts, complete with jacket, tie and cap. Nobody would have given them their real age of 21, more like sixteen, just the good age to stir certain desires in some old fart! Their sex appeal had been further enhanced by giving them body hugging white blouses that were at least one size too small at the breasts. Anyone watching them would have expected their blouses to explode whenever they bent forward or inhaled too deeply! Following Naina's recent adventures in the bus from their tailor's shop to their home, Tim had denied her permanently any underwear underneath and Tom had followed suit for Ritu. Both girls were pretty concentrates of sex appeal. Wherever they went, the glances of all the males around and most of the females too seemed glued to them. Appreciative whistles and comments were the norm and Naina and her sister didn't bother anymore now! They were so pretty that whenever they entered a bar, someone always offered them a drink but the waiter always served them fruit juices or other non alcoholic beverages! That suited perfectly the two girls but fueled the illusion they were under age and traveling without any supervision. When they entered a dance hall, they had many proposals although they seemed to prefer the company of men older than themselves, professors from their look than of boys of their own age to their dismay. The train was crowded and it was too hot in the compartment, so the two girls went to stretch their legs in the gangway. The old train had opening windows and they relished the fresh air. Their protruding bellies made them stand in the way of people trying to reach the restaurant. They had to squeeze themselves to proceed forward. Naina and Ritu were accustomed to the busy times at university and didn't complain. Tim joined them and whispered to Naina's ear. - You didn't notice some of the passengers sneaked behind you several times? Effectively, some people took the opportunity of rubbing themselves discreetly against their buttocks pretending they were on some decent errand. Once warned, Naina decided not to restrain herself into the compartment and instead, evaluated the next people, pushing back her bottom if the man was handsome and holding back if he was ugly, outrageously fat or otherwise repulsive. Each time she exchanged amused giggles with Ritu. Tim couldn't stand it any more. He stood up, bent to whisper to his lover's ear to follow him and proceeded toward the restaurant. To Naina's surprise, he just went through it and continued to the next (wagon). He opened the toilet door, lokked around to get sure nobody was watching them. He took the young woman's hand and pulled her inside before closing the door behind them. He lifted her up and made her sit on the tiny sink. He kissed her deeply. Naina opened her mouth to receive his tongue with delight. Tim bunched her short skirt around her waist, exposing her naked cunt. The sink was so small that her twat was ideally positioned for easy penetration. Tim opened his fly and produced a big engorged and very hard dick. His excitation was quite evident. Naina smiled at him and opened her thighs as wide as she could. But Tim wanted more. He unbuttoned slowly her blouse until it fell open, disengaged it from her skirt, pushed back her collar and let it slide down from her shoulders. He stepped back to admire his girlfriend, soon to become the mother of his first born child. She was really cute. He had been really lucky when he had entered that cabaret for go-go girls where Naina and her sister had tried to find a shelter against a group of bikers who intended most certainly to rape them. . . A demonstration of his talents in boxing and Karate had made a deep impression on both girls. The result was far beyond his best expectations : a very pretty chick, very intelligent and eager to please him. He intended to spend his life with her! When she would finish her studies, he would marry her but she would have a bunch of children then! Tim entered Naina's hot and very wet cunt in a swift motion and she welcomed him with a gurgle of delight. He pounded her sweet and delicious cunt with his cock, hammering against her cervix, pummeling her as if there was no tomorrow. She was alternating maddened groans, screams and cries in front of such a frenzy but enjoying every minute of it. They had been lovers for six months, living in the same house since then, she was pregnant from him, so there was no need to be cautious except for unwanted assistance. Naina was trying to silence her screams of bliss by biting his shoulder. When they reached their common release, she discovered shamefully that she had drawn blood in her lust but Tim just seemed not to care. They went back to their seats after having regained their composure and readjusted their clothes. Tim had wiped away most of his semen and had pushed his handkerchief into her pussy to avoid some of it dripping down her legs in a very revealing way. Tom and Ritu looked at them enquiringly but they were not alone in the compartment so their questions remained unanswered but the fire and the dark rings around Naina and Tim's eyes and his tiredness were quite revealing testimonies of what they had been doing! Ritu and her lover were shier and couldn't try out something equally lewd but they would have loved to be more daring. . . They took a cab to the Demeanor school. The driver seemed to know perfectly well the school and the kind of students it housed usually. He gazed intently to Naina and Ritu's legs trying ostensibly to peek under their short skirts. The girls kept their knees tightly together, preventing him to see whether or not they were naked under their skirts. He finally gave up and just told them : - Do you know Leena and Kira? They were students here at the last class and they often visited the local pub in the evening. They were very good girls and many guys hereby have kept a very fond memory of them. - We'll tell them that you would like to have them back for further training! - Ohhh! Do you think it would be possible? - It's their choice! - Sorry to be inquisitive but are these gentlemen your boyfriends? - Yes! Why this question? - Because Leena and Kira were alone and would have done anything to be allowed to phone to their mates! - Anything? - Yes, anything! I can assure you! The buildings were quite grim and stern. They were welcomed by an Indian woman in a black saree. - I'm Swathri Singh, the headmistress of this school. You are Tim and Tom? - Yes, Madam! - And I assume these ones are your girlfriends, Naina and Ritu? The two sisters answered together. - Yes, miss! - Young but with plenty of things to learn, I see! Where do you think you are, lasses? When you answer me, you should have rearranged your clothes, taken a proper subdued position and speak only to answer a question from one of your superiors, who are today, myself, our janitor, Mr Gupta and our director, Mr Peter. He seems quite eager to meet you again, miss Ritu but when you'll see him, you may not relish it! Naina and her sister remained mute. It seemed the proper way to act with such a domineering woman. Her appearance was pleasant but she had the stern look of a woman accustomed to command without any objection. - You're here to be taught how to behave with your mates, husbands, boyfriends or whatever, I don't care a damn! And when you leave this school in a week, you'll know everything you need to be the more pleasant, abiding and caring companion of them! And if you don't try your best, you'll meet our dear Gupta and a superb rattan cane! Corporal punishments are the norm in this school and they are applied in front of all the students and the culprit is stark naked to receive what is due. Mrs Swathri turned toward Tim and his brother. - You are expected to follow the exercises of your own girl and to hold her still if she is to be punished. If she fails an exercise, the shame will be on you mostly. It's the first time our girls will be trained in front of their mates. We would like to know whether they will try harder in that situation. Is that OK for you? - Aye aye, Mrs Swathri! - Another point of our rules. I just remind you that the punished girls are after their caning at the disposal of Mr Gupta or Mr Peter for the night. The other girls may spend the evening with their mates except the one having had the best marks who is allowed to go out to a nearby pub or to watch a movie ALONE! If Naina has that honor, one of the other unaccompanied students will just spend the night with you! - I see, Mistress Swathri! How many girls for this training session? - Six : your two girlfriends, two other girls from the harem of Prince Kyrhan, an American woman with her hubbie and an Australian girl with the Prince himself and two other girls recommended and sponsored one by Dan and one by my own husband. . . Both are unaccompanied! - Fine! Are they already here? - Just the two single girls. Come in and meet them! No just you two, girls! Mr Gupta will show you the way! Naina and Ritu followed Gupta. The short, fat and nearly bald man had leered at them, his gaze quietly undressing them and rudely evaluating the curves of their bodies. They immediately feared that lecherous man. They knew he was a green grocer in Birmingham and he had enslaved Leena and her husband. From what Tim had told them, Professor Leena was running his store when he was in Scotland and she had to service one or two dozens of his friends daily in his back store, on a table or on a carpet on the floor in the most undignified conditions. He had also enslaved Leena's husband, Peter but he was fighting successfully his ascendancy. Naina couldn't imagine the sophisticated, highly educated and very intelligent professor submitting completely to such a brutal, crude and despicable man. He must be of very low extraction caste, even though castes officially didn't exist any longer in India. Imagining the pretty woman with her statuesque body soiled by low shopkeepers on the floor of a grocer's shop was too horrible a picture for Naina and her sister. They had read books on so called English decadence and they had an example before their eyes! But the worst was that this beast had clearly undignified appetites toward them. How Tim and Tom could allow him to touch the two of them? If he had been as handsome as some Bollywood star, it could have been possible but such a horrible man!!! Gupta led them to a dormitory with a bed, a cupboard and a small table for each of them. Two girls were occupying their bunks. They jumped at attention when Gupta entered the room. Their eyes were focused downward on the tip of their shoes in a very submissive stance. They had crossed their hands behind their backs, caved in their bellies and pushed forward their young breasts. Their feet were widely separated. Gupta examined them attentively. The two girls were blushing beet root. He barked to them : - Good, girls! You had found the perfect position! I told you that one hour drill exercise would teach you how to present yourselves. Naina and Ritu, you'll have to try to emulate them. Get into position! Gupta made them exercise until he declared himself satisfied. - Let's see if you are now pliant enough for my requirements. Janice, come here! One of the girls stepped forward reluctantly. When she was just two feet from Gupta, she stopped and rectified the position. Gupta unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it off. When her back came into view, Naina gasped and Ritu did the same an instant later. There was a lattice of cane weals on her back! - I wanted to check whether Janice's outfit matched the rules of this establishment, especially the lack of any undies. Janice didn't want to strip naked in front of me. I had to persuade her but she was a bit stubborn! Janice, take off your skirt to show your new friends that the lattice covers also your buttocks and the top of your thighs! Hurry up! Otherwise, I could add a few stripes more on your thighs! He turned toward Naina and grinned devilishly. - The strokes on the top of the thighs hurt the most. Isn't it so, Janice? - Yes, Mister Gupta. It was a good lesson for me! - As I had to punish you, you'll spend the night with me or Mr Peter if another one of you, girls is to be punished, too! I fear that there will be little sleep for you tonight, Janice! Janice hastened to obey as fast as she could. She had a very flat belly. Her cunt was shaven but there was lipstick on her nipples and cunt lips. That gave the young girl a whorish appearance although she was at the very maximum 20 or 21, just like Naina. Gupta turned around Janice to admire his handicraft. A quite revealing bulge developed under his trousers. - Janice, you're such a fetching slut, you gave me a terrible hard-on and I require immediate release. Let's see if our new recruits need some more incentive to help me in this predicament. Naina and Ritu, I give you the choice : either you offer me a memorable blow job, you two together or I draw on your backs the same pattern I applied on Janice's back. What do you choose? Gupta had now a very threatening cane in his hand. Neither of the girls had seen him taking it in his hand but he was now playing with it, bending it in a perfect loop, just to show them how pliable it was. Both sisters were terrified by the cane and Gupta's menacing stance but were also disgusted by the prospect of having to service that ugly man! Gupta used the cane to whip the hair above their heads. It broke their will and they fell on their knees at his feet. Gupta wanted more, alas! - Good, girls! You have decided to obey, at last. But I don't want to be serviced by two over-age school girls. You two will take off your blouses, your hat and your socks. Just keep your skirt, your shoes and your tie. It'll make a very convenient leash for girls who have made the mistake of letting two white men knock them up. Remember you're Indian before anything. You're a superior race to those debauched, depraved and decadent white people. Use them as slaves as I do but don't ever allow them to impregnate you again with their inferior seed! Ritu was about to reply to such an obnoxious stupid man but Naina grabbed her by the shoulder to calm her down. Gupta wanted nothing but find some pretext to beat them hard. They had better to keep a low profile. Their love for their boyfriends wouldn't be diminished by submitting to Gupta for a week. They would find a way to pay him back for his outrageous racist insults! In the same movement, they dropped on their knees, at the feet of the janitor, unbuttoned their blouse and took them off, throwing them aside out of the way. They bent down their heads, opening their mouths in the most obedient way. On Gupta's injunction, their tongues darted submissively forward to moisten their lips. They had taken places on both sides of Gupta who fumbled in his dhoti to extract his really turgescent cock. He had not lied. He was really enjoying a huge hard on but that didn't make him more attractive to both girls! He ordered them to kiss his cock and lick it slowly from root to the tip and back to offer him the most enjoyable sensations. Ritu really looked like Priyanka Chopra, a famous Bollywood actress and Gupta was delirious imagining this superb woman was giving him really a stellar quality blow job. He kept telling her : - Priyanka, suck me harder. . . Priya, caress my balls. . . Priyanka, take my knob fully into your mouth. . . Priyanka, tell me you really love sucking my cock. . . Ritu obeyed without restriction as he was caressing her breasts and her back with the cane he was still holding quite firmly. His breath was fast becoming difficult and labored. - Now, Priyanka, take my knob into your mouth as deep as you can. I'm about to blow my load down your throat. I want you to receive it as if you were sucking off your boyfriend or some other Bollywood star. If you spill a single droplet on the floor, you'll meet my cane quite hard until you faint down. Afterward, just pull back and let your sister suck my cock clean. Such ancillary tasks are just good enough for her! Needless to say, Naina was humiliated by the disparaging comments of Gupta. Now she had really a grudge against him and he would have to pay for it! As she hesitated, Gupta lifted his cane and a searing pain erupted on her bottom. She hastened taking his cock into her mouth and licking him clean. Gupta enjoyed her ministrations and his congratulations deepened the shameful feelings of the young woman. Her revenge would have to be public and terrible. Naina had a heart pang when she thought that the horrible Gupta could consider the cane stroke he had given her a punishment and keep her with him for the night but he had ostensibly other intentions. He turned toward the other girl who was standing at attention in a corner of the room, her nose turned toward the wall. Her skirt was bunched around her waist and she was crying softly. - Kathy! Now, it's your turn to entertain me. These girls have just been here to help me be patient. What could I do to a real woman? Kathy was maybe ten years older than Ritu and her sister. She looked rather ridiculous in her school girl outfit which appeared really whorish on her. Her make up had been exaggerated to enhance that effect on purpose. She was wearing five inches high heel red stilettos which didn't match the rest of her uniform. Her normal shoes had been thrown into a corner of the room when Gupta had ordered her to put on the pumps he had brought for her. In comparison, Naina and Ritu looked much younger than in reality and that suited perfectly the lecherous janitor. Gupta positioned himself between Kathy's thighs and entered her pussy in a single savage forward hump. He had no consideration for the white girl and even less for her screams of pain. He was only interested by his own pleasure. He took her ankles in his hands and held them up, pointing to the ceiling. He pounded her pussy with all his might. She was pleading continuously for his mercy to no avail. After many back and fro invasive movements, he roared like a tiger as he was filling her cunt with his seed at last. - I hope you obeyed my orders and have no protection! I want to send you back to prince Kyrhan with a low caste baby in your devastated cunt, slut! - I obeyed your orders, Sir,. . . Oh sorry! Mister Gupta. - Good! You have a five minutes break. Just keep your feet pointing to the ceiling to help my superior seed to reach your eggs. Now Naina, come here and clean me up. Ritu, you'll be in charge afterward to make me as hard as I was. I'll dump another load in Kathy's pussy and maybe a third one in Janice's ass hole afterward. She's very tight and I really enjoy it each time. Gupta seemed not to be interested by Naina and her sister. It must be said that their swollen bellies made them quite attractive for some men and quite repulsive for other ones. Gupta seemed to belong to the second group and both sisters were really glad not to enjoy his attentions. They would have to take care of him but it was a cheap price to pay, considering the fright in Janice's eyes and the despair in Kathy's ones. A Long Way Home Ch. 09 Chapter 9: Ritu and Naina at Demeanor School From a scenario by Dalhia 57 While Naina was busy preparing herself to receive Peter, Ritu had been on the way to the City center. She was wearing her full school girl uniform and many cars horned to show how much they appreciated her very short skirt, her high heel boots, her very tight white blouse with the tartan school tie, her cap and her long tartan socks that ran higher than her knee, stopping just two inches under the hem of her skirt, in order to outline it. The small patch of bare skin attracted all the eyes. . . And the desires of all the men who approached her! Swathri had designed the uniform to make it the sexiest possible and she had made a really good job at it! The first dance hall in the list Swathri had given her was an establishment, just a mile from the school, named the Jolly joker. There was a bouncer at the door who looked at her from head to toe. When he recognized the tartan skirt, his face lit up with a big welcome smile. - Oh, Demeanor School, I see. It's a pleasure to receive school girls from there! I've never seen you here, I think! - N.. No, sir! I arrived this afternoon! - And already given a shore leave commendation! You must be a realiy good student! I'm pretty sure you'll be an honor to our dance hall! Get in and leave your coat to the cloakroom waitress. I will call the boss. He'll inform you of all the strings here. Ritu's throat was clenched as she entered the building. She was so shy that she had asked Mrs Swathri to allow her to remain in the school premices but the headmistress had been adamant : - Getting outdoors alone during a full night is an essential part of your training. Wayward girls like your sister are kept in the school for discipline but shy girls like you have to meet people to be more at ease with strangers! I hope you'll enjoy the night! The boss of the Jolly roger will explain you every thing you have to know. - B. . . But, I've no money to pay for the entrance! - Don't worry! Just open your coat and exhibit your uniform and the bouncer'll let you in. Breathtaking girls as pretty as you never have to pay their entrance. Just smile and push your breasts forward. You'll see! It'll be your first lesson of the evening! The boss arrived just a minute later. He evaluated her from a distance and the result must have been very positive as he smiled even more than the bouncer! - Hello, Miss. Just fresh out of Demeanor School, I see! What's your name? - Ritu, Sir. . . - No Sir with me, lass! I'm John but Ritu seems too dull for me. You're very pretty, staggeringly beautiful in fact! You remind me of a former miss,. . . What's her name? She was Indian! - Many people think I look like Priyanka Chopra - That's it! So, tonight, you're Priyanka! Always use that pseudo when you're in this place! If you make a hit with my customers, you'll be welcome as long as you want here! - A hit with your customers! What are you speaking of? What am I to do in your establishment? - Oh Sorry, I forgot that it was your first evening at Demeanor School and Swathri hasn't explained you what is expected from you, has she? - N. . . no, sir! - Oh you're so shy! It'll be a pleasure for them all! They'll love it! - What? - I'll be blunt! You're expected to service my customers, that means let them fuck your cunt, ass hole, mouth and let them wank themselves between your pretty tits. They'll always use condoms and give you the used ones with a tight knot. The normal target for Demeanor schoolgirls is one hundred men who are to fuck them but as you're preggie, I've had instructions from Mrs Swathri to limit it to fifty. When you reach the target number, you'll be free to continue the night here or anywhere else with no more supervision! - Oh it's impossible! I'm not a whore! - But you won't be a whore! You'll not be paid for it. It's our stiffest rule! You're a fun loving girl, nothing more. The men may just give you tips : I remember one of the first girls : she wanted just phone minutes to call her husband in India. At one minute per man, we arranged for her to have a long chat with him but she was still to service customers at the same time. It was very funny to hear her chatting with the cuckold! - But my boyfriend? - What's the matter? You'll get extensively used but not molested in any way! Preggie girls are said to be very horny and many men lust after them. Just remember you have now less than ten hours that means just ten minutes or so for each man! But you may service easily two together, maybe more if you are really skillful!!! You may then get some sleep when you have completed your duty. - What if I don't want? - Then I'll call Mister Gupta and he will deal with you. He may be really angry then, I'm afraid! Shall I? - No, I beg you not to call him. But I fear the reaction from my boyfriend, Tim? - Don't worry! I'm pretty sure Mistress Swathri is taking personal care of him at this very moment and he won't complain! She is stunning, in her haughty fashion. Your boyfriend will feel honored to have been allowed to join her. - Holy god! I'm trapped! OK, you win! Where shall I go? - Mrs Kira and Leena always used the billiard room. It's just at the perfect height for such activities. You're lucky, we have tonight a bunch of VIP including two movie stars. They are making a film in a castle nearby. I'll offer them to open the ball with you. I'm pretty sure they would jump on the occasion. You may know one : he is an Indian man. He told me to call him Big B. - Big B!!! Oh God. He is my favorite actor, if it's really him! I'll be happy to meet and chat with such a celebrity! - Hmmm! I think you may get soon much more intimate than just chatting with him! John led Ritu, renamed for the evening Priyanka to the billiard room. He helped her on it, her cunt just on the edge of the table, her legs wide open on instable position. Her skirt rode up, uncovering completely her bald pussy. The position of her legs made it wide open with the pink inner lips in full display. John played with her inner love lips to smear some juice on her lips and make them glistening. He then unbuttoned her blouse to reveal her proud breasts. The nipples were not pointing out. John toyed with them skillfully and left them only when they were as taut as big raspberries. - Put your hands above your head without a care in the world. Good, just like that. Smile! I'll let him in. John went to the door and opened it. - The girl is ready for you, Sir! Ride her as you want. All her holes are at your disposal. Just leave the condoms tied in this dust bin! The man entered the room and came near Ritu. He bent to examine the girl ready to be serviced by him, totally relaxed. He stopped, mesmerized - Priyanka! What are you doing here? Ritu put her index finger to her lips, imposing silence to him and resumed her previous stance. She had never seen Big B that close and he may be just his spitting image as she was for Priyanka but she didn't care. She was about to be shafted by the man of her dreams and she couldn't wait for it. She swayed her hips to lure him into action and shut her eyes. When his hands closed on her breasts and she felt his turgid cock positioning itself against her twat, she let her imagination wander freely and croaked convulsively : - Now! Hard, fast and deep! The man didn't need further enticement and entered her like a god entered a mortal female. She screamed as he filled her to capacity. Even Tom had never reached that deep into her. Afterward, she couldn't remember what he had done to her, just the unmanly pleasure she had felt and the feeling of completeness when he unloaded deep into her pussy. He withdrew slowly from her cunt and lowered his still hard and long cock. She understood he wanted to use her back passage. She lifted her hips and pushed her hips toward him but it was not enough for him. He took her legs and placed them on his shoulders. She was in the perfect position to be skewered and he was no man to lose that opportunity. The scream Ritu emitted could be heard in the whole dance hall and there was no doubt on what the man was doing to the young Indian girl. They danced together for what felt like ages to Ritu before he blew his jizzm into her bowels. Her pleasure was so out of this world that she fainted. When she woke up, the man had disappeared and John was entering the room to prepare her for the other customers. Ritu would never know whether it was really Big B who had opened the ball with her as John had said. . . During the whole night, Ritu was floating on a nice pink cloud, completely unaware of what was arriving around her. John told her afterwards that she had nonetheless offered a splendid performance, exchanging a few words with each customers, smiling and moving in the most exquisite way as she was fucked hard by the many customers who wanted a romp with her. She had no memories of it. Only her cunt, ass hole and jaws were pretty sore the next morning and her breasts were red from overuse but otherwise she felt completely sated, utterly fulfilled and just happy! The training session was starting at a break neck speed! Ritu arrived at the school five minutes early. When Gupta let her in, she scampered to the showers (collective one for the girls and particular for the staff and the guests. Those were out of limits for the girls : they were forbidden even to wash their hands in the adjacent bathroom!). She ran into Tom who was walking toward his bedroom. He was fully clothed but what he was wearing was heavily wrinkled. She remembered what John had told her the previous night : Swathri would entertain him the whole night. His weary look and his guilty eyes were sufficient clues for her. She held no grudge against him. As she was having great fun on her own, it was a relief to know that Tom hadn't spent the night alone in his bed! During breakfast, Mistress Swathri told her to count aloud the tied condoms she was carrying in a bag. She blushed terribly as she had to announce her score for everyone to know. It appeared she had missed to count a few of the men as the final number was fifty eight. - Good, Ritu. You've exceeded my expectations by far! You get another commendation for that but I'll phone John to tell him your quota has been increased to seventy men and he may include a few girls. He'll inform his customers of the change. We have to keep you on your toes to new heights, don't you think so? Welcome in our club of the hottest students of Demeanor School! In the breakfast room, Ritu found her sister. They fell into each other's arms. Naina explained her how much Peter had been kind to her and saved her from Gupta's clutches. She opened wide eyes when Ritu explained she had been fucked the previous night by more than fifty men. - And I thought you were a shy girl! Deeper in your mind, you might be a real hussy! I could never service fifty men in a single night! - Just because you never tried it! It's so easy : you just lie on a couch and open your legs. Then you relax completely and let them take most of the burden. Swathri has given me another commendation and I'll go back to the Jolly roger night club tonight. I'm to service seventy men and girls. I cannot wait for that! It would be nice if you won a commendation, too and we went together there! Would that suit you? - And you would show me the ropes of your new trade? It would be the first time you got more adventurous than myself! What of shy girls when they get loose. I'll have to advise Tom to always keep an eye on you! - That would be wise as I dreamt of keeping a herd of studs for my requirements! The day courses were centered on serving food and coffee in the most glamorous ways. The trainees had to serve their owners (they had been ordered to refer to their partners that way). The training had started with their uniform. When Swathri considered all the six girls mastered the intricacies, she decided to increase the challenge. They had first to change to cocktail gowns. The gowns were very body clinging, showing off all the nice curves of their bodies. The plunging neckline got down to their navel. Naina soon understood that she had to keep her breasts pushed forward to prevent a loose breast to escape from her dress and peek outside to her confusion. After an hour, service was considered perfect. Then Swathri made them put on silk sarees. Naina and Swathri were already quite proficient with such a garment but the other girls were less lucky. Janice disgraced herself when her saree fell from her petticoat and left her half naked in the middle of the room. Gupta jumped on the poor girl and applied a couple of strokes with his stick. Janice screamed and it wasn't a fake as two weals appeared on the top of her thighs. - It will teach you not to be that clumsy the next time! The next step was more difficult for Indian girls : they had to put on a complete Islamic veil, covering them from head to toe, letting only their kohl decorated eyes on view. They would never have attracted attention from Cairo to Karachi. When they appeared, thus clothed, Tom, Tim, Peter and Swathri applauded. Naina and Ritu pushed their search for perfection to keeping their sight downward, trying to discover the needs of the people they served without a word exchanged. Tim had been a guest at some of the best restaurants in London and the service had never been that impeccable! His admiration toward Naina's abilities grew by another notch. They thought that they had learned all the tricks but Swathri surprised them. - Now, you're going to serve your owners completely naked. . . Kathy was bold enough to interrupt the headmistress. - Miss Swathri, I can't disrobe in front of several men. It's so shameful!!! - Kathy, your shame has no importance in comparison to your absolute submission to your owner's whims which is required in this school! Even if he ordered you to take off your garments in the center of a crowded mall, you should obey immediately without a word. His wishes are your orders. You'll get punished not to have been obedient enough. It seems you love to spend the night with Mr Gupta. Be very strict with her tonight, Gupta! - By all means, princess! Shall I punish her immediately or wait until dinner time? - No dinner for her tonight! Just stale bread and water in a bucket! It'll help her remember how to behave! - Perhaps we should send her to the Jolly Roger. She wouldn't have any embarrassment staying naked in front of men. - A good idea, Gupta. If Ritu wins a third commendation in a row, I'll make her the chaperone of this troublesome girl! I really don't understand what her owner wants with her. She's such a worthless piece of meat even though she's rather pretty! Swathri was right : Ritu had had to service two men at the same time several times and even once, three of them. She was now devoid of such shame fits. She gave good advises to Naina who performed very well too. While Ritu enjoyed serving elegantly Tom, Naina was proud to serve her boyfriend so totally and that her total submission to him was witnessed by several strangers was a great thrill for her! Swathri imagined even a further step, just for Naina and her sister : they would have to serve their owners a last time (fortunately, each time they ate just a toast, a small piece of cheese and a glass of water!). this time, they would have their hands ands feet tethered together with a one foot and a half chain, just enough to make small steps. The chain between their wrists ran behind their back. So when they extended the right arm to serve a cup of tea, they had to accompany the movement with their other hand painfully stretched behind their back. Their movements were severely impaired but both of them managed to cope. Naina won her commendation then and a promise to avoid Gupta for another night! When Swathri called the register, she reminded the two sisters that They would have to service the Jolly roger customers as completely as possible. The target for Ritu who was now experienced had been slightly increased to seventy and she was to include a few girls if possible. Naina, being a newbie, had lower goals : fifty men only. She didn't want to be second to her sister. - Mistress Swathri, may I ask to have the same target than my sister! If she can do it, I will do my best to succeed. - Don't forget that if you fail to reach it, you'get a punishment and tomorrow, Peter will be in Birmingham for a Board meeting. He won't be here to save you from Gupta, this time. - I only fear Gupta as he has threatened to punch my belly until I have an abortion. If you tell him not do something that cruel, I would be ready to spend a night with him even if he scares me to death and humiliates me horribly That's a deal, girl. Enjoy your night leave and miss your goal by a single unit, just to prove me you're really ready for Gupta! Ritu explained her sister how she had easily been allowed in the night club. The weather was mild and the bouncer missed a couple of heartbeats when two buxom schoolgirls, looking just of age to enter the establishment paraded toward him. They had put their coat on their shoulders and marched toward him with swaying hips, their melons jutting forward in the most alluring way. Their mouths, decorated with a rich glossy lipstick were half open in a big smile. The poor men couldn't refrain torrid thoughts about these oh so hot lips. He was so deeply hooked to them that he needed to try several times before he was able to greet Ritu and her sister. - God! Ritu, oh, sorry, Miss Priyanka! I had forgotten my boss' orders! Welcome back here. You're so beautiful! My boss will be delighted that you came with another girl as pretty as you! - Thank you, Dick! Sis, do you imagine this fantastic stud has fucked me twice in a row yesterday evening without just pulling out. Do you intend to do it again this evening, Dick? - I would be a fool if I missed the opportunity but I intend to explore also the charms of your friend! - She is my sister, Dick! - Good gracious! It'll remain in the family, then!!! The boss of the dance hall arrived soon after, probably summoned by the bouncer. - Priyanka! I didn't expect to see you again that soon. We expected another of your school mates. My customers will be delighted! I see that you came with one of your friends. Is she as hot as you are? - In fact, she may be much hotter than me. I've always be considered very shy while she was the adventurous one, always the family daredevil. - Yes, Miss Swathri has contacted me earlier about you. She didn't specify you would come this evening. You're to service seventy men or girls but your friend must, too. A slight increase for you, now a seasoned playgirl, but a real challenge for a newbie like her. - Don't worry for her : Naina has been warned. If she fails, it'll be our ugly Janitor for her all the night tomorrow!!! The ultimate humiliation for her : being fucked by such a low caste man! - I see! Dick will help you to the billiard room immediately. Your fans are waiting for you but I've to test your. . . What's her name? . . . Ah Naina! for her. . . ahem. . . dedication! Follow me, lass! Naina followed meekly the boss toward his office. Her heart was beating madly in her chest. She was about to be used by this man who didn't care for her. For him, she was nothing but a tool for his enjoyment but at least he cared for that tool. Gupta didn't really enjoy fucking a girl, just using her, humiliating her, utterly defiling her! Entering the office, he gestured her toward a high old armchair in front of the main desk. He told her to wait to the right of the seat. He unbuttoned carefully her blouse and took it off completely. He ordered her then to take off her shoes, socks and cap. She was just allowed to keep her short skirt. There was a copper sign on the table telling he was Mister Smitherson. He whistled in approval when he could have a full view of her body. He sat solemnly on the armchair as if he was a high lord on his throne. He gestured toward the young woman with a snap of his fingers. A Long Way Home Ch. 10 Chapter 10: Indian Delivery From a scenario by Dalhia 57 It was the end of their exams for Naina and her sister Ritu. Their first year at Birmingham University had passed like a dream. They had discovered Europe thanks to a grant offered by an Indian industrial company. They had become acclimatized soon, Indian students in a cosmopolite university with no problem. Just as if fate was conspiring to help them, their main Economy professor, Mrs Leena, fancied wearing Indian clothes even when she was lecturing her students. They felt really at home. They had befriended two of the university professors who had saved them from rape and maybe worse. They had been so scared that their first idea to thank Tim and Tom had been to accompany them to their home and spend the night with them. Their mentors had been so caring and gentle, trying hard to please them that they had remained there as their girl friends. The two guys even promised them marriage, but only when they had finished their studies in four years. Naina and her sister now considered themselves as Tim and Tom's wives, wearing often sarees like married women. They just didn't wear the red dot on their foreheads that advertised an Indian woman's married status. It would be their boyfriends' privilege to apply it when the ceremony would have been celebrated. Living with their boyfriends, sharing their beds and spending so much time there in the throes of a young love had had the unavoidable consequence : both of the girls were heavily pregnant. By some miracle, delivery was expected in about a month, allowing them to finish their exams, board a plane to India as most companies don't accept expecting women in their last month of pregnancy. Leena had come to Tim's home to announce them the results. They would be made official on the next Monday but Naina would then be already in India. If you had witnessed that meeting, you could have thought it was taking place somewhere in Mumbai or Delhi as the three women were in sarees and cholis, with all the details that you could expect. - Congratulations, Naina and Ritu : both of you passed your exams with honor and you received commendations from the jury! - Great! So we are admitted in the second year! It's a relief. I was so scared! - You are joking! You scored on most topics and, globally, you, Naina, are this year's major and Ritu is just a trifle behind, far in advance from the rest of my students! Continue in that direction and I can promise you a very interesting post in some international company, even with the present crisis! So the girls had boarded the plane in an ebullient mood. Prince Kyrhan, who would receive them in his Rajahstan Palace, had sent them first class plane tickets for the four of them. He wanted that the heavily pregnant girls traveled in comfort. Both sisters had been moved by that attention and even more so when they were told that their mates would enjoy the same curtesy. They hadn't met the prince so far but his wife Kira who seemed always in command of everything. Even professor Leena and the fiendish Gupta seemed to acknowledge her superiority. Early july was the monsoon period and the weather is hot and rainy in India. Few tourists were on board. The group had the first class cabin for themselves. They had been served Champagne cups and both girls unaccustomed to drink the delicious beverage felt pleasantly dizzy. Like many pregnant women, Naina and Ritu were as horny as you could imagine. The champagne had wiped out their inhibitions. Their comfortable armchairs could be converted into beds and they soon used that possibility, asking their respective companions to join them. Tim and Naina exchanged kisses that became soon more and more demanding and hot. They covered each other faces with kisses and tongue lashes. Tim started soon to explore her neck making her mew in the most attractive way. Her moans seemed to embolden her mate who sneaked his hand under her saree to reach her belly completely devoid of any fabric. Shy Indian women often used long cholis that almost covered their bellies but princess Kira had other views, exhibiting as much skin as was possible, usually to please her husband. She was wearing the skimpiest cholis, often choosing the new bikini cholis that left nothing to the imagination. Her sarees were worn low, showing off her navel and a wide band of skin underneath. The other women of Kyrhan's harem as the group called itself had followed suit. Naina and Ritu had been appalled when they had first seen the provocative garments but after their training course at Demeanor School, nothing could shock them any more. They were presently wearing their sarees in that way for the benefit of their boyfriends. If the taxi driver, the other travelers at Birmingham then at Heathrow airport and the custom officers there had enjoyed their sexy attire, they didn't care. Tim's hand had now reached under Naina's saree hem, pushing aside her petticoat. She parted slightly her thighs as he was pushing up her clothes to give him more leeway. Following the rules of Demeanor school, she wasn't wearing any undies under her garment. Tim's fingers soon reached her unprotected twat. She gasped when he started to caress her there in the most pleasurable way. The shy girl who would have pushed him away had disappeared, replaced by an experienced girl who loved pleasure, whether she received or offered it. Now that she had decided not to take the count of the men who had had the chance of being serviced by her at Demeanor School, her inhibitions had fallen down. She still loved with all her heart her betrothed Tim but she now knew that he would never object if she found solace with another man as long as she did take all the requested safety measures. Tim opened his fly and positioned himself between her legs. Naina lifted her legs, passed them around his hips and crossed her ankles in his back. Thus, she would be able to forbid him to dismount and force him to follow the rhythm she wanted. Tim loved a slow tempo and it suited her perfectly but from time to time, she wanted him to change gears and fuck her really hard. She would be able to announce him her needs without exchanging a word, a not so easy problem when both your tongues are engaged into a delicious combat. Tim was now busy mauling her swollen breasts with both his hands, his cock already deeply embedded into her cunt and his tongue trying to reach as deep as possible into her mouth. They wouldn't have stopped now if a waitress had entered the cabin. Tom and Ritu were equally engaged in similar activities a few seats away. The only difference was that Ritu was on her belly. She was turning desperately her neck to kiss her boyfriend and when their mouths weren't in close contact, she found the opportunity of emitting a symphony of gasps, moans and love talk that Tom seemed to enjoy a lot. Tim and his twin brother especially enjoyed something they had been taught at Demeanor school. Since then they had exercised every day and they were becoming pro of it : control their cunt sphincter to massage their partner's cock. Gupta had told them it was named the nut cracker and that it was a common exercise in nineteenth century brothels. Girls in Hanoï could push a peeled banana into their cunts, slowly pull it out with their internal muscles and cut it into pieces with their sphincters. Eating the falling banana pieces straight from the girl's cunt was a major turn on for the customers and the slimy residue would be a perfect lubricant if some big cock intended to replace the banana. Naina was still not strong enough to cut down a banana but she was already quite able to offer a glorious massage to Tim's cock and milk him delicately. Tim screamed as he emptied himself into her pussy. She should have been less efficient as minutes later, Tim was snoring on the bed. Naina disengaged carefully not to awaken him and went to another armchair. Ritu joined her soon. - Tom is sound asleep, too? - Yes, sis! I didn't think he was that tired! I didn't even climax! I'm frustrated! - Tutt, tutt, Ritu. You were very vocal this night at home. Don't tell me that Tom was asleep then! - From the noise coming from YOUR bedroom, you weren't reading a book, too! You're right. He fucked me three of four times : no wonder he is tired now but I would have been ready for another round! - Me, too! - May I help you, gals? Naina and Ritu jumped in surprise. They turned toward the voice that had surprised them. There was a big man there in Indian clothes : his figure was aristocratic, powerful and reassuring. His voice inspired confidence and respect. They looked at him inquiringly. - May I present myself? I'm prince Kyrhan and I wanted to know if the travel wasn't a too big inconvenience for you. That's why I flew to London to come back with you. - You came from India for us! - Oh no! I was in France for commercial discussions : we intend to build several nuclear power reactors and they probably will build them. Naina and Ritu jumped to her feet, rearranged their sarees and bowed respectfully in a traditional Namaste. Kyrhan replied in kind. They chatted for a moment, discussing about the recent news in India. Naina felt a tension building between them and their visitor. From what they had gathered from Dan, Peter, Kira or Leena, Kyrhan was highly sexed and there was little doubt they would soon, perhaps in the next minutes, have to frolick with him. That had been a possibility they had recently discussed with their boyfriends. They had assured their girlfriends they would hold no grudge against them if they let the Prince have his way with them. They were thus not really surprised when he pushed his right hand under Naina's saree and the left under Ritu's. The lower part of their sarees and their petticoats were soon lifted above their waists. Kyrhan watched appreciatively their delicate pussies now in full display framed between their open legs and their upturned petticoats. The prince pushed two fingers of each hand into their pussies and used both thumbs to caress their engorged clits. He had really clever fingers as he made both of them climax at the same moment. They had closed their eyes to enjoy as completely as they could his delicious ministrations. Naina remembered a passage from a book where a prince was in bed with two girls and had managed to make them cum together. She had deemed it impossible and Kyrhan had just proven her wrong. He had been able to satisfy both of them completely from the moans that had escaped Ritu's mouth as well as hers. But the Prince ostensibly didn't want to stop at it. He was redoubling his efforts, pushing them on the verge of another climax. This time, he continued with Naina but reduced his pace with Ritu, just frigging her twat to maintain her excitation. He made Naina squirt again and then covered her pussy with his mouth. He pushed his thick tongue inside her pussy. Naina arched her back as Kyrhan was eating her out so masterfully. Kyrhan's right hand had moved toward her bottom and he pushed his middle finger into her rectum. Naina gasped desperately and reached a third climax in a row that left her completely exhausted. Kyrhan left the young woman trying to recover her wits and concentrated all his attention on Ritu. She had been put aside to her sister's benefit but the Prince wanted now to make her win back the lost time. He used both hands to caress her rock hard nipples while he licked her nether lips with ultimate application. Ritu screamed in bliss soon. The feelings emanating from her pussy were simply overwhelming. Kyrhan modulated finely the intensity of his caresses, making her ride an usually long climax. Her twat was continuously oozing squirts after squirts of love juices. It was as if she was shooting sperm jets. Ritu fainted from the excess Kyrhan had imposed on her. Kyrhan hadn't finished with them as he turned once more toward Naina. He started that new round with a vigorous fingering to make her completely alive and ready for him. When she started moaning, he helped her up and took her place on the armchair. He made her straddle him. She opened wide eyes when she discovered the glorious log that intended to fill her delicate vagina with its meat. - Prince! It's just too big! It'll never fit in! It will ruin me! - Relax, girl. It'll fit in with no pain for you and you won't be ruined for your lover. - The voice was so persuasive that she stopped arguing. She had total faith in whatever Kyrhan said. He pushed a finger inside her. When he pulled it out, it was covered with a shining coat of Naina's juices. She couldn't deny she was more than ready to receive some big intruder. Kyrhan was even bigger than she had anticipated from Kira's confidences but what his wife had not convinced her to expect was that he was also very patient and caring. He pushed just three inches into her, then he made several back and forth movements inside her already outstretched pussy. He pulled out completely and resumed his fingering of her love channel, adding another load of her own juices. Then he shoved it in again, this time by six inches. Kyrhan repeated the same process several times until she felt his big cock banging against her cervix. Good, at least he won't go deeper, Naina thought. His efforts sent flashes of pain each time he pushed in. Naina blubbered : - Please, Prince. . . Master. . . no more. . . I can't take more. . . It's too much! Please! Kyrhan chuckled. - Don't worry. You won't experiment more pain. Just wait for your vagina to adjust to my size. The process is called resizing and it works on both directions. Afterwards, you could readjust easily to Tim's girth and soon you'll do it automatically. Kyrhan was thrusting into Naina again and again. His big cock was now sliding in and out of her more easily. Naina tried to lie quietly, just letting the prince use her vagina. He kept banging against her cervix, but she realized it hurt less and less as the minutes passed. He kept playing with her, placing his thick hands just under her breasts to lift her up until only the tip of his cock remained inside her then pulling her back to him with his hands on her hips. Thus the baby wasn't jeopardized in any way. He seemed to enjoy as he was kicking maddeningly against the walls or her matrix. Then, suddenly, she could feel his heavy testicles resting against her butt. Kyrhan was all the way inside her! She squealed in triumph. That summit Kyrhan wanted to conquer and Naina feared so much had been reached by their combined efforts. There was a lesson for her there : always trust Prince Kyrhan. He knows better than you do. He is your master! Kyrhan had succeeded where Gupta had lost in obtaining Naina's complete surrender. The difference was staggering : Gupta's domination was meant to reduce the dominated to utter servitude, to enslave him or her and take away any free will while Kyhan's domination opened new horizons for those who admitted it. You were gaining things because Kyrhan wanted friends and equals. . . When they had calmed down, Naina and her sister immediately discovered their boyfriends wide awake in front of their armchairs. They clapped their hands in congratulations. - Splendid, Kyrhan, a lesson for us all! When I woke up, you were busy enjoying both our girlfriends and I would have thought it was impossible. When you prepared to skewer her alive, I thought you just couldn't do it. But you told her very calmly to put your faith in him. So I let you proceed and you were right! - I had feared you could be offended as I took advantage of your sleep to get your girl friends into bad ways. - By no means, Prince. We had discussed with them before. We expected that sooner or later, they would have to service you or you would enjoy them. It was sooner than we had expected but from what Dan had told us, you would have found a way to make us have a good time why you enjoyed Naina and her sister, wouldn't you? - Don't fear anything : I never forget my friends. My wife Kira will wait for us at the airport. So we'll have three women for three men : an even number. Next year, when Naina and Ritu will be experienced enough, such a balance won't be necessary any more. Any of the girls in my harem can satisfy without effort three well endowed males or more. The other ones will be free for adventures on their own. - There's something I missed. You're speaking of Kira as your wife but I know her as Dan's wife. - I'll explain it to you later when we have more time, Tim. For the time being, I would advise you to hug your girlfriends. They seem to be anxious about your reactions. - Oh, you think so? Come, Naina, I would like to kiss and hug you! - You. . . You are really not angry against us for allowing Kyrhan to fuck us while you were asleep! - Don't be silly : you aren't our slaves, we don't own you and you knew that Kyrhan was a close friend who has invited the four of us for your deliveries and your recovery time! We told you two days ago he could want to have a romp with you and we wouldn't mind. In fact, we really loved the show! When we'll give lectures to Indian students, we don't expect you to attend and if Kyrhan proposes you to spend some time with him or with another of his friends, I suggest you place yourself at his disposal! Their plane landed two hours late. Kira was nevertheless waiting patiently at the airport. She was wearing a superbly embroidered with gold and silver threads saree and sumptuous jewels. She seemed rather tired with circles around her eyes. She was accompanied by a dark man who presented himself as Rajeev and two servants from Kira's own suite. She explained Naina that a group of Dalits were at her permanent disposal to work as gardeners, bricklayers and jacks of all trades. Naina seemed surprised by the devotion these Dalits seemed to have with regard to Kira. They had then a three hours travel by car. Kira had offered Kyrhan to drive the big car while Rajeev and the two Dalits followed in a SUV car and all the luggage. When they arrived, They discovered a palace in all its glory with pinnacles and small towers in pristine state, a jewel posed in the plain on a small artificial hill. The cars were parked not directly in front of the main entrance but in another yard in front of a secondary gate. Kira explained her guests that their apartments were in the harem aisle, separated from the hotel by a tall wall that prevented any one to see the maharajah's wives from the outside. She winked to Naina and Ritu. - We'll be able to sunbathe in the nude if we want with no voyeurs except Kyrhan and your boyfriends. We have an outdoor swimming pool but I fear you won't use is with all this rain. My Dalits has recently built an indoor swimming pool in a part of the eunuch's barracks. - Eunuchs! Don't tell me you have eunuchs to your service, Kira! - Be sure of it! But the barracks were used when kyrhan gathered all the girls of his harem, a few years ago. Their husbands were lodged in these barracks. They were splendid in their uniforms. The masquerade was very funny. We should do it again! Would you be game? - If Tim agrees, why not? But I would have to be accepted in this so called harem! - Did he fuck you in the plane? Naina turned beet root : It was unusual for her to have a wife inquiring so matter-of-factly about whether her husband had cheated on her. Kira sensed her uneasiness. - It wasn't a trap, Naina! Kyrhan loves to fuck his women on board a plane. We do it often! If he has done it, I don't care but it would be an indication he would like you to enter his harem. - Ok, Kira! Yes kyrhan fucked me and my sister in the plane. He seduced both of us without difficulties. . . What does entering his harem imply, exactly?