12 comments/ 63734 views/ 15 favorites Secrete Life of an Indian Wife By: kinkydreams667 "Bye Papa, bye Mummy, please be careful and have fun..." Sandya closed the door of the car, and it silently rolled out of her double story house. The guard immediacy closed the door and discreetly vanished in to his guard's room by the side of the imposing main gate. At last her aged and domineerings were going away for two weeks. She felt liberated and happy, being left alone to indulge in whatever she would like to explore. She has been waiting for this coveted moment for long. Rajendra, her 50 years old husband was a strict disciplinarian and an absolutely dry businessman, forever immersed in making money. Every month, he gave her a good sum to manage house hold and spare him to concentrate on his booming and yet risky construction business. Her son Kamal and daughter Nita were at university hostels in Pune. Whenever at home, being energetic youngsters, they kept to themselves with their interests and peers. They adore her in their own way, attending to their sundry needs and some much needed cash she used to lovingly part with. Sandya did not like and forcefully opposed the weird idea of Rajendra to hire private detectives to keep a watch on activities of Kamal and Nita. She came from very liberal family of educationists and administrators who gave her ample freedom as a teenager. Rajendra was a very handsome, bright and promising young man, the only son of a businessman. Sandya met and liked him during a marriage of a cousin sister in Mumbai. One thing led to other; within six months they got married and she shifted from Chennai to Delhi. Their Honeymoon over; she was devastated and heartbroken, when Rajendra tersely told her to be just a devoted housewife, taking care of his parents, and stop appearing for any job interviews, as his parents were against their daughter working for mere few thousands rupees. Her world crumbled down, made her very angry at increasingly self-centered husband and even contemplated divorcing him. But nobody in her immediate family had ever indulged in such things, as bad and unthinkable as a divorce. Moreover, her parents were heart patients and would have never survived such a devastating calamity of their dear daughter divorcing her husband. Slowly she reconciled to her life as mother of two cute kids and an obedient daughter. Seemingly Demure and docile looking Sandhya has in fact been troubled and conflicted about few secrets of her life. One involved a mystery about who actually fathered her son! Few things- very good and bad had happened during her first visit to Chennai, about six months after her marriage. While, meeting her close friend Geetha and old flame Suneel were so nourishing and memorable, something horrible also happened at Chennai, which was very degrading and forgettable. Sandhya erased bad memories and cherished what she liked and enjoyed remembering again and again. But she always felt neglected as a woman and wife. Rajendra was becoming a mere money making machine. They had never gone for any holiday, except attending dreary family functions and many crowded marriages across India. Sandhya stepped in to living room and inhaled deep, feeling happy to be alone for few days. She had already asked her maid to enjoy a paid leave. Lost in her deep thoughts; closed the door of the large, specious lobby, slowly climbed the staircase, leading to her own bedroom. Her thoughts drifted to Geetha and Suneel and the old memories come flooding her mind. She distinctly remembered those twenty years old moments, still fresh in her memory, like everything had only happened yesterday. It's so bad that Suneel had migrated to Canada with his wife and kids. She wished he was here to make wild love to her, whenever possible. She sighed loudly; growing itching in her clitoris, instinctively guided her hand to touch the wet vaginal lips through fabric of her chiffon sari, petticoat and panty. But that was not enough and being alone, decided to be more adventurous, as she has been before. She thought that the time has come to sooth the itch in her warm, flowing cunt, leisurely. Sandhya could not masturbate for about a week. And now remembering meeting Geetha and Suneel in Chennai and what happened thereafter pushed her in to pleasurable, lustful state of arousal. Sandhya reached her bedroom, deliberately left the door open, switched the air conditioner on, quickly removed her chiffon sari and proudly looked in the large mirror, round breasts with large grape sized nipples looked back at her, sensed a string of warm flow oozed out of her excited, swollen cunt. Moving closer to the mirror, her hand swiftly went back to unhook the stifling blouse. Black bra still held her swollen globes tightly. A strong pull on the draw string, brought the petticoat down on floor, exposing luscious thighs. A wet spot was visible on black panty. She turned her back towards the mirror and admired the fleshy roundness of buttocks. The right hand instinctively swung to slap her behind. "Ahhhh.." Sandhya moaned loudly and immediately felt bad. But why that horrible degrading experience comes back so often to haunt her in her dreams and yet make her excited and wet! A belt hitting the soft flesh of her buttocks! Why she felt compelled to relive moments of her sordid degrading experiences? Within no time, panty and bra were gone too. For Sandhya, it felt so good to be alone, nude and naughty in her house. She sat on the bed, opened the bed side drawer and took out her black real penis like dildo, precious gift from her dear old friend Geetha. About ten inches of good quality latex covered penile replica has been her constant pleasurable companion. It was about double in length and thickness, as compared to cock of her husband and so handy, always reliable to give her explosive orgasms on demand. She lied down on the bed, closed her eyes and smelled its bulbous knob. Musty aroma of her cunt juices felt so delicious. Her heart rate quickened, tongue leaped and started to lick the head, pushing tongue lobe in the large eye. To check the battery, she pushed the on button under one ball, it come alive and whirred in her trembling hand. Her cunt was already flooded with wetness and a thick trickle of juice was moving down, now reaching her asshole. Sandhya parted her thighs wider and touched the vibrating head on her hardened tits; other hand touched her sensitive clitoris. "Ahhhhhh..hmmmm...ohhh Suneel Fuck me hard.." Suneel , was her classmate from their school in Chennai, a tall, dark, athletic handsome boy. They had studied, played and grown up together as teenagers. He used to like her, and was the only boy who kissed her. But a studious Sandya never went out with him. During those times, she never felt sexually aroused and didn't go for boy friends like her other friends. She used to think, they were foolish and didn't even like the kiss, Suneel was able to steal. It was repelling experience for her, as Sunil was a smoker. But later, after her marriage to Rajendra, she started to repent her folly of not responding to Suneel, as she should have. Closing her eyes, upped her ass and placed a pillow under her buttocks. Her mind went back to those crazy and yet so exciting moments of her exciting past. They met in Chennai about twenty years back, just after few months of her marriage. She was visiting her parents in Chennai, and decided to spend some time with her close friend Geetha, whose husband was on a business trip to Bangalore. "Hey, my hubby is out for few days, I have stock of Wine and Beer. We can get drunk and have fun like old times, so if you don't come and stay with me, I will kill you stupid..." Geetha had mockingly threatened her. "Oh dear, don't be silly, Chup kar.. I am coming for sure..." Geetha was two years senior to her, but both of them, somehow hit off from their first meeting and become very close friends. Next evening, when Sandhya arrived at suburban house of Geetha, she was straightway taken to the first floor bed room. "Like old times, we are staying in same room, sleeping in same bed and pissing in same commode. I hope you don't snore, or will kick your ass to the fucking guest room." They devoured bottles of beer, munched roasted chicken and happily talked, cached up with each other's married life, about their friends and gossiped. "Oh gosh, when did you get this cute belly ring?" Geetha was ecstatic noticing her pierced belly button. "I met a girl in Delhi, who does these piercings. So, once I impulsively went to her and got it done...How it looks" "It's hot, your hubby likes?" "He doesn't even know?" "Kya...Oh fuck, are you kidding, how that is possible?" "These days, he never asks me to be nude in bed." "Come on...I can't believe this crap...you never been nude before you husband?" "Only Few times, just after marriage, but not now?" "Do you love your husband?" "Better, Leave it dear." "No way, you got to tell me Sandy..." "Chor yaar...He turned out to be a very different man. Made me a just a housekeeper and a hole to ejaculate his spunk to get few kids made." "Have you ever experienced an orgasm with him?" "No, never..." "Of fuck, divorce the bastard...Sala Kutta..you don't deserve this..." "I can't, my parents won't survive the shock...both are heart patients." "I am so sorry and don't mind, if I don't tell you all this stuff, no one else will..." "You can dear...are you happy with Jairam?" "Well, ours was a love marriage, but if we stop liking each other's ass around, I will kick his balls and throw him out." "Hmmm...get me more beer yaar...Rajendra will be mad if he knows I like getting drunk some times." "Oh fuck him...fuck our hubbies assholes and let's enjoys..." "Sandy, don't mind my personal question, okay?" "Hmmm...ask me anything, I am an open book before you..." "Do you have a dildo to satisfy yourself?" "Haha..no, Lekin..I think would love to try..." "Oh yeah, why don't you try now..." "Oh no, are you crazy?" "You stupid prude girl, just shut the fuck up...Chupp kar yaar...I have two Dildos...come on let's watch some porn and be naughty..." "You are just too much..." Sandya was excitedly curious and yet played down her growing interest and admiration for an open-minded, happy go lucky Geetha. "Yeah bitch I am...and love to keep myself sexually satisfied..." Geetha got up, went on to the large cabinet, switched on the TV, pushed a cassette in to the player and opened the drawer. "Here you are dear..." Geeta turned, hiding something behind her back. She naughtily danced, laughed and slowly come near Sandhya, abruptly brought her hands in front, tantalizingly dangled two dildos. "Oh no Geetha, you naughty bitch..." "Hmmm...don't you want to try idiot...Maza le yaar.." She threw both dildos in her lap and ran back to adjust TV voice and get the remote. Sandhya looked at, what she purposely threw in her lap. One was replica of a jet black penis with, real texture, veins and bloated balls as base. Other was a pinkish brown variety. Sandhya gingerly picks up the vibrators. 'Hey relax...they don't bite.' Geeta laughed. Sandhya said 'Very funny. But they are huge.' 'Baby who told you to shove them in entirely?' Sandhya was still tentative. Geeta looked ar her said in lusty voice, "What are you waiting for?" Sandhya remained silent but was excited having those lusty looking dildos in hands. "Feeling shy? As if I have not seen you nude.' Go ahead." 'It's not about feeling shy...' Sandhya slowly peeled down the panty and could see Geeta watching. "Hey don't stare..." Am not staring but drinking in dear. Oh good.. You keep it nice and shaved. Now let me see if you are wet." "Aauch...no..." ...to be continued. Secrete Life of an Indian Wife Ch. 02 Sandhya remembered those exotic moments with Geetha and spread her legs wider, desperately pushed the bulbous head of dildo in. Burning with deep lust, she wanted something hot and hard in her wet cunt, but her dildo was not warm enough. She rubbed her swollen clitoris harder, but somehow it was not enough. Turning herself on knees, the hand swung and landed on her aroused ass cheeks. Her erotically charged mind went back to those wonderful moments with Geetha, at Chennai. "What do you mean by no, you just said won't mind trying a dildo?" "I wanna try but feeling shy doing it before you na..." "Why not, you sex starving bitch?" A smiling Geetha naughtily removed her T shirt and her round boobs looked bigger than before. "I am just mocking you dear..me too fucking starving for sex as well, and you know what?" "What?" "But now don't be shocked...okay?" "Okay...come out with your weird ideas..." "For long I wanted to touch your pussy and ask you to lick mine...." "Oh god...no..are you mad?" "Oh yes, sexy bitch...I am mad..but in those days you were so fucking asexual...like a stone..." On the TV, a collage of nude bodies in various acts of fucking emerged and changed slowly with sensuous moans, grunts, pleasure cries and humping sounds of mating flesh, men vigorously pumping in to receptive wet holes. Semen sprays sprouted in slow motion, landing on hungry ladies, their eager and open mouth, cheeks, boobs, buttocks, navel and everywhere else. Sandhya liked what she saw and coming over her hesitation, removed top and bra. They have been nude before and bathed together. But what Geetha had been suggesting and sharing, made her mind foggy with desire. "Hmmmm...gosh you look so delicious and hot..." Geetha salaciously looked on. "Please don't push me in to anything dear, I have never done such anything like this before, you know..." "Okay you prude little cunt, I won't touch your body, till you fucking plead for it...and believe me you will... But won't mind if you decide to touch and pleasure me.." A still conflicted Sandhya nodded with her pulse quickening fast. "Be open and frank with me and I will share my secrets with you ...okay?" " Okay dear...have you fucked other guys?" "Guess, bitch.." "I am sure, you must have... want to know more..." "I have been with about a dozen men and few girls.." "Gosh, girls too...are you kidding?' "No, yaar, why should I? Sandhya enviously looked at her friend and loved her openness. "This is the best porn I have and play it when I want to crazily masturbate to few explosive orgasms.." Geetha stood proudly showing her dusky body. Sandhya was fascinated by her round firm breasts with dark brown oblong nipples. Her eyes went down and stayed at her deep navel cavity, which was different than hers and wanted to touch it. "How I look, don't you want to kiss my boobs and finger my wet cunt...", Throaty Geetha winked, started to knead and pulled her nipples. Exited Sandhya wanted to say yes, but something held her back. "Hmmm...how is my sweet hot cunt...?" On the TV screen, things were getting steamy as well. Three gorgeous, large bodied nude ladies were laughing and teasing each others. What they were saying was not audible, because of continuously chattering naughty Geetha, who had spread her legs wide, rubbing herself shamelessly. Two white ladies on TV pushed the black lady with bouncing boobs on bed and mounted her, one lowered her rippling ass on the face of lady and other upped her ass, went down and hungrily sniffed the cunt of her prey. "Hmmmm....gosh what a glorious lesbian sex...aahhh", Geetha picked up the remote, increased the volume and turned her pear shaped buttocks towards Sandhya. "Eat my holes, fucking whore..." The lady on TV moaned and lowered her ass towards the waiting face underneath. Sandhya felt her throat going dry with lust, heart beat raising and growing itch in her pulsating moist cunt. Twin erotic assaults of lesbian acts on TV screen and her naughty nude friend made her mind numb with deep desires and conflict. She too wanted to be sniffed and licked, but her self-centered husband never gave orals; something she always desired but could never demand. Every pore of her body was excited like never before. She must have come earlier to be with her naughty and liberated old friend. Leaving aside few exceptions, lately Mahendra never bothered to finger her cunt and it was long time, since her cunt was touched and fingered by someone else; he never even asked if she had enjoyed sex. "Oh gosh...I am so fucking wet...wanna taste my juice dear..." Geetha mewed, parted legs wider and bent down, making her luscious cunt lips plunk out, and eyes fixed on the unfolding action on the TV screen. "Ahhhhh....hmmm... wish I am that fucking black whore being serviced by two hot bitches." Sandhya gasped aloud as the dark, wrinkled anus of naughty Geetha was visible to her. In past when they used to be naked together, she avoided looking at private parts of Geetha, though did see her boobs. She has never seen any other naked body, except her husband, that too on few occasions, which were hardly exciting and erotic. "Hmmm....oh fuck...I am terribly excited by your body bitch...but I know being prude little cunt, you are holding yourself back..." Geetha started to touch her cunt, as Sandhya watched, fascinated. "You remember my father's driver Swami, that ugly brute..." "Yes, what about him?" "He forced me to submit..." "Oh, no...when and what happened?" "Hmm...I can't stand any more...feeling so fucking dizzy now..." Geetha straightened up, turned, climbed the bed and crashed near Sandhya. "Tell me all, did you tell anybody about it?" "No yaar, are you mad..you are the first to know my secrets and you must tell yours?" "Okay...I told you all about me yaar...now tell me more..." "Are you excited about being forced to submit?" "Gosh.. I am not crazy like you...did you like it...and when it happened?" "About two months back me and Lavleen went to our farm house. The caretaker and his family were on leave." "Was it a right thing to do, with no guard there?" "Shut up bitch...you want to know or not?" "Yes, I do..." "Then keep your cunt like mouth shut..." "What?" "I said keep your cunt like mouth shut..." "That is insulting, and I am not taking such crap..." "Ahhhhh,,,,hmmmm" Geetha spread her legs wide and started to rub her cunt, eyes fixed on the TV screen. A surge of excitement swept through charged body of Sandhya and her hand crept up to her cunt. "Hmmm...that's like a good bitch; yeah finger yourself good and deep, as I tell you what happened at the farm house." "Tell me fucking bitch..." Sandhya heard her own hoarse voice. She has never touched herself and ever masturbated, but collage of lesbian acts on screen and sight of masturbating friend pushed her to cross over that edge of weaker restrain. "I and Lavleen used to swim naked in the natural pond and have fun." "hmmmm....okay, you mean that simple looking thick spectacle girl was a lesbian?" "No she was not before, but I seduced her and sort of forced her to submit..." "What do you mean sort of forced her, was it not a full submission?" "I knew she liked me and loved looking at my boobs, she was closet lesbian, and I only helped break her fucking hesitation and taboo." "Okay, enough of lesbian sex bitch, let me how Swami fucked you?" "I know you are excited about being forced to submit." "Hmmmm...tell me yaar, you teasing bitch..." Sandhya was getting in to very erotic mood and speared her legs wider, finger little way from overheated pot. "Hmmm gosh...your cunt is delicious...After swimming for about an hour; we were walking back to our room naked..." "Oh...you mean fully naked...then?" "Yeah, we were naked...and suddenly, two masked men held both of us from behind and blind folded us." "Oh no..then..." "Come ..touch your bud...how can you hold yourself so long...One asked us in local dialect to be silent and they will spare our lives.." "Oh...then...hmmm...were you fucked in open?" "Yes...I could feel the sun and prickly hot grass was felt on my naked butt." "Were you virgin?" "No, I lost my virginity to an uncle..." "Gosh...don't make up things to excite me..." "I am not...my cherry was popped by an uncle.." "Which uncle?' "I am not telling you...did any uncle or cousin touch you, ever?" "Nooo..." Sandhya almost shrieked. "Oh you prudish cunt..." "Now...back to submission..." "Hmmm...does though of a forced submission excite you dear..?" "I don't know, never thought about it..." But deep inside Sandhya wished, she was bold enough to accept the truth, finger crept to her swollen cunt. "Ahhhh..." She moaned softly. "Hmmm....nice...now rub yourself slowly...watch me..." Geetha closed her eyes and squeegeed her large cunt hard. "You are not using dildo yet?" "I know you need something thick inside don't you? Sandhya remained silent, as another surge of excitement rushed through her aroused body. "You got be lubricated enough to push this thick cock like dildo in...I will know when you must...yeah keep rubbing..." "How will you know?" "Guess..." "Fuck you tell me ...will you touch to know..? "I might...touch your delicious cunt.." "Hmmmm...no..." Sandhya mumbled weakly and imitating her friend, squeegeed her cunt. "Ahhhh....tell me about the fucking forced submission yaar...don't tease me..." "I was ordered to suck a smelly dick...it was so disgusting...and humiliating..." "What?" "Yes it was a dirty smelling dick..." "Yuck...did you suck?" "I had to, they threatened to kill me and Luvleen.." "Didn't you feel nausea.." "I did in beginning...but after some time...I don't know what happened..." "You were beginning to like it...." Sandhya could not believe what she was saying. "Not fully...but sort of...ahhhhhh.." Geetha upped her ass to aid hard rubbing. "How you know he was Swami?" "Hmmmm...The way he moaned, grunted and the care taker was related to Swami and used to stay at farm house..." "Have you heard him moaning before?" "Yes, I saw him masturbating himself few times...ahhhhhh...hmmmmm..." "Hmmm...okay...but how and where..." Sandhya looked at loudly moaning Geetha fingering herself furiously. "Shut up, let's concentrate on one thing bitch...Let me show you how to use a dildo...let me touch you now...." "Oh no..." Sandhya moaned weakly and closed her eyes. "Oh...Yeah bitch...eat my fucking wet cunt..." A lusty female voice on TV demanded. ....to be continued. Secrete Life of an Indian Wife Ch. 03 "Isn't this porn really hot, sweetie?" "Yeah...its good...hmm so many sexy guys and girls fucking.." "Hmmm..Yes good for me and you too, to break your fucking taboos.." "Oh..please!" Shandya didn't like the harsh lingo used by Geetha, lambasting her taboos. "What please yaar, I love to be frank and open about sex...you gotta fuck your taboos to get fucked real good and when you start enjoying, sky is the limit ...and look at the cock sucking...uffff...oh fuck...it's so hot..hai na?" On TV, a lady was hungrily sucking, licking and pumping various dicks,as about half a dozen nude guys; blacks and whites, crowded around her. "You like sucking cock, Sandhya?" Geetha lustily crooned, rubbing herself and tweaking her boobs, by another hand. "I have not sucked any cock yet..." Sandhya heard her own voice and felt finger creeping to clitoris. "Shut up you bitch...don't try to be shy and tell me the fucking truth..." "No I swear, never sucked any dick, Rajendra is old fashioned and I could never tell him to let me..." "Oh...fuck I want to kill you bitch...and your lame dick hubby...being married and never ever tasted a dick...gosh...and don't tell me that idiot Rajendra didn't even lick your delicious honey pot?" "No...he is too selfish asshole...I only wished he was different...was deceived by his sweet talking charms...he is an idiot..." Sandhya could not contain her emotions any longer and tears swelled in her eyes. "It's too much and so unbelievable... I sucked many dicks, had good amount of lesbian sex and got fucked a lot before I got married..." "I envy you, Geetha...lucky bitch.." Buildup of lust got suddenly evaporated as Sandhya started to weep. "Oh my sweetie, why you envy me...and hey what's that...you weeping?" Geetha stopped her rubbing-tweaking and crept to hug her friend. Sandhya could not hold herself as realization of her deep sexual plights, and of what she has been missing, flooded her senses. "Don't worry my darling...I won't let you go back, till you are sexually satisfied, have acted out most of your fantasies, your whole body is sore with love bites,scratches and holes are reamed deep by dicks,dildos and fingers . Trust me...come to me baby...yeah ..." Geetha pick up the remote and put video on pause. Sandhya let her head rest on warm bosom, arms went around Geetha, who kept on hugging and kissing her wet eyes, cheeks and forehead. "Oh my baby...why you worry...together we are gonna have some deep fun...I know you feel bad with so much of coiled up sexual tension...there was a time when I felt same way.." Geetha let her left hand caress neck, shoulders and back of Sandya. Sandhya felt a so far unknown soothing warmth spreading through her. For the first time, she was feeling so close to another person. Rajendra never hugged her, the way her old friend Geetha did. They have been close, stayed with each other many times; roamed around in room sometimes wearing undergarments. Adventurous and daring Geetha used to be naked often; her breasts were smaller than now, with thick bush of lush black pubic hairs, which have been shaved off, making her glorious mount visible. Her body has filled up at right places, giving her a voluptuous look. Geetha was about two years elder; been sexually active in college days and was very popular among boys, who used to crowd around her, like ants on a fresh cube of sugar. Once they were sleeping in the same bed and Sandhya got up hearing soft muffled cries and feeling shaking movement in the bed. She got terribly worried, and asked Geetha, "if everything was all right". "I am okay... go back to sleep." Geetha had snapped back in a thick strange voice. A perplexed but curious Sandya lay still, as muffled cries grew with shaking body of Geetha and then she went silent with deeply throttled cry. Sandhya knew her friend was masturbating. But she felt nothing, as sexual feelings were still foreign to her. Many boys had tried unsuccessfully to be friendly and take her out. Very soon, the world got around that she was highly inhibited behanji type old fashioned witch. And libido driven boys got the message to stay away from her. Only Suneel pursued, become her close friend and associate in all her projects. But they were just good friends with no physical intimacy and no sex involved. Then, one evening after an extra class, every thing changed forever. Both had drifted away from others. Their favorite route was longer one through tall trees towards their hostels. Suddenly it started raining and they ran to take shelter under old motorcycle parking shed. They continue talking and feeling good, enjoying coolness brought about by first burst of monsoon rains. It was getting dark and there was no other soul around, but a chirpy Sandhya felt happy and safe. But then Suneel did the unthinkable! He suddenly embraced her tightly and forcefully planted a kiss on her lips, his hand were moving all over her back, going down, finally cupping and kneading her virgin buttocks. A deeply shaken Sandhya felt violated. Strong revulsion swept through her, on realizing betrayal of the trust; she had blindly reposed in her only male friend. She fought like a cornered cat, shouted, kicked to somehow get free from the vice like strong grip of Suneel and ran madly to her hostel, as strong rain kept pounding down. Blinkered by low visibility, watery eyes and shock; she slipped, collided with barbed hedge and fell on serpentine concrete path. Sharp Spikes of barbed wire fence got hooked in to her dress, tearing the favorite shirt; badly bruising thighs, knee and elbow. Some how, she got up and slowly hobbled to the hostel entrance. Thankfully the stern, matronly female guard was not at her desk. Sandhya stealthily climbed the staircase fast and reached her locked room. Her roommate Geetha was perhaps in the dining hall, or in common room watching TV or may have gone for evening stroll with friends. With shaking hands, she unlocked door and rushed in. Felt weak, fell on the bed face down and cried her heart out. After some time,Sandhya picked up a bucket, fresh clothes and crept out to see if some other girls were out in the lobby to see her disheveled state and torn cloths. No one was around and she hobbled to the row of washroom on the floor, locked the door, got undressed and opened the leaky shower to full, and went for a long bath to wash off what Suneel did to her. Fresh bruises were stung by cold water and soap, but she didn't care. After a purifying bath, Sandhya avoided going to the dining hall and decided to miss her dinner. When Geetha come, she feigned to be in deep sleep, but stayed awake till early hours. Next morning, usually boisterous Geetha slapped and shook her knee to get her up, which made Sandhya wince in pain. "Oh no.. it pains.." "What happened to your knee?" Geetha sat down on her bed and asked. "I was running to hostel in rain, slipped and collided with barbed hedge.." A troubled, confused and concerned Suneel was sheepishly standing outside the hostel and followed them to the dispensary. Disgusted Sandhya didn't even look at him. Geetha was silently holding her close to help her walk. "What you did to her last evening...?" When they come out after dressing, a perceptive Geetha confronted sheepish Suneel. "No...I was...just.." Suneel fumbled. "No...No...He did nothing, I told you...it was raining, I ran and slipped near hostel..." Still conflicted Sandhya had repeated her lie to tell Suneel her story, and to save more exposure and a possible scandal. "Look Suneel, If you trouble her again, you are going to deal with me...get it straight... she is like my younger sis...so beware...okay...?" An unconvinced Geetha did what any strong willed elder sister would do, being on her darling sister's side and by taking on any rouge tormenter. Sandhay was overwhelmed, felt safe and hugged Geetha. "Let's go.." The blissful reverie of Sandhya was broken, by feeling a hand moving on her butt, fingers slowly kneading the flesh. She realized it was Geetha, on whose warm breast, her face was resting, and the taught black nipple was little away from her mouth. She became aware, that they were nude, entwined with each others, the porn on TV was on again, and other hand of Geetha was busy. ahhhhh....gosh gosh I am so wet...my cunt is flowing...wetting my asshole..." An excited Geetha whispered, in her ear. "Hmmmmm" An erotically excited Sandhya purred back and her hand crept to other breast of Geetha, but it was forcefully pushed down to rest on the moist cunt with large mount. She remembered she was excited to watch Geetha finger herself. It was the first time she was seeing another woman's private parts, and even those parts being shamelessly touched and manipulated. "Hmmm...yeah my massage my cunt and suck my boobs.." Geetha asked in her hoarse lust filled throaty voice. "No, I can't...aahhh...I am wet too bitch..." "Hmmm...I am wet feeling your nude body touching mine, bitch..." "I too feel so good and intimate...never ever felt like that..." "We have to make up for all those wasted moments and opportunities...and now just lie down, close your eyes and let me work on you...." Geetha turned and slowly laid her down on bed. Still drowsy Shandhya closed her eyes and instinctively open her legs. "That like a good girl..." She felt movement and knew Geetha was getting between her legs. "Hmmmmm....what are you going to do?" "I am going to make you feel good, happy and satisfied.." "Yes...I want to be happy and satisfied...been waiting for so long..." "Don't worry about the fucking past...hmmmm....oh so lovely...open your legs wider..." "Why...?" "Don't you know why?" Sandhya didn't reply and parted her legs wider, as bolts of electric charge through her expectant body. "So now at last I can see, touch and kiss this delicious flower..." She could feel hot breath of Geetha on her aroused cunt. "Ohhhh....noooo....aahhhhh...." A pleasure cry escaped dry throat of Sandya, as she felt invading fingers touched her anus and lips got locked on her aroused cunt. Geetha started to plant kisses on her cunt lips and sucked clitoris in. Sandya slipped in to a trance as waves of unknown pleasures shook her contorted body. "Hmmm....ohhhhhhh Geetha...." In no time, her boiling juices gushed out in spurts, inundating the pleasure giving lips, tongue and loving fingers of Geetha, who went on sucking hungrily. "Hmmmmm...gosh...so lovely..." Geetha purred,her lips wet sucking more...her hungry tongue reached asshole of Sandhya. "Ohhhhh...noooo...fuckkkkkk you..." Another orgasm hit Sandhya. "Just wait bitch,I will fuck you with double Dildo now.." "Noooo...." ....to be continued.