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Fantasy Fulfilled Ch. 02

By: SilverFox300



I owe a deep debt of gratitude to Angel Love (a Volunteer Editor) for graciously and competently taking on the task of editing this submission to Literotica. I'm blessed though as she's agreed to edit all my submissions and I'm going to take her up on that! For any of you out there who are the least bit hesitant about submitting a story, get in communication with Angel_Love as you'll get all the help and encouragement you need to become successful submitting stories for publication in Literotica.

The next four days seemed like the longest four days of my life! Finally, when Friday evening rolled around, Bronwyn and I were chasing each other around like a couple of kids! Once in a while we'd catch one another and just revel in the feel of our bodies touching each other as if it were a totally new and wonderful experience! Well, it was!!

If she asked me once, she asked me a hundred times - "What should I wear?"

We kept scanning her closet for just the right thing and finally settled on a simple black, silk dress. It was perfect, easy to get into and easy to get out of. It was kind of a wraparound, with just one snap and hook which effectively held it all together on her body. The skirt wrapped her butt snugly to about three inches above her knees. The bodice beautifully molded her gorgeous, still high and firm, full breasts. Being somewhat an oriental design, the neckline was high, but open-throated. It caressed her lovely body and displayed it beautifully, especially when we concluded she wouldn't wear any panties or bra underneath it - didn't want to spoil the effect! Yeah, right!!

Because she worked out regularly, she still had a lovely, youthful and slender figure, with ample breasts (34B, if I recall correctly), tapering to a tiny waist and flat tummy, and then blossoming out to a lovely, trim butt, then tapering again down to a gorgeous set of long, shapely gams! Bronwyn's hair is a lustrous auburn, flowing in soft, natural waves down to her shoulders, with bright natural highlights glimmering throughout. In complement, her skin is soft and creamy, flushed with rosy life here and there in all the right places. In every respect, she's very much a woman and very much alive! Her eyes are a deep green. - believe me, she's gorgeous and turns heads in any crowd!

When she got into her dress and paraded before me, I almost jumped her on the spot! Wow! I was so proud of her! And this fabulous woman was my wife! At that moment, I knew I was the luckiest man in the world! She looked sexier and more desirable than any other 42 year old woman I'd ever seen! I suspected this was going to be quite a night! Seeing her ready to go, my level of overall excitement was higher than at any time in my life, if you can believe that!

I was dressed in dark grey slacks and a black turtleneck. I, too, work out regularly and am in better shape overall than many men younger than I, let alone near my age. I have a good set of abs, no love handles, and my butt is firm. Muscularly, I am well-defined, but slender, never having been interested in bulk. Some might say I look 'wiry'. My dark hair has begun to show some grey at the temples, but that's pretty much all that exposes my age of 48.

We looked at each other excitedly as we went to the garage door.

"Well," I said, "ready for a fantastic adventure?!"

"Yes," she said and momentarily flushed with color. She seemed to shiver and I asked her if she wanted to go back and get a wrap or sweater.

She said, "Oh, no, I'm just fine!" It was then I realized the shiver was one of excitement! Hot! Not cold!

I helped Bronwyn into the passenger seat of her Denali and we drove over to Dana's apartment. Outside, parked in her driveway, was a new Porsche Turbo - not bad, I thought, not bad! As we walked up her sidewalk, arm in arm, Dana and Jason emerged, greeting us with pecks on the cheeks, warm handshakes, gentle hugs - you know, the things really good friends do when they see each other, reveling in the warmth of that friendship. I was pleasantly surprised to see Jason join in with a sense of complete belonging even though we'd never met before. Dana was dressed with a tight top which showed off her beautiful, full breasts, but instead of pants, she had on a tight miniskirt, which openly revealed the shape of her lovely, tight ass and gorgeous, long, slender legs. Somehow, I had the feeling in the way that Dana greeted Bronwyn and me that tonight was going to be special in ways I never dreamed of...

As we went inside, Dana whispered, loud enough for me to hear, "Fleet?" into Bronwyn's ear. 

I heard Bronwyn respond, "Oh, Yes! I didn't want to miss out on something because I didn't properly prepare - especially after I'd been warned!" Bron gave Dana a light peck on the cheek and said, "Thanks for asking!"

We settled down in Dana's lounge, chitchatting and generally getting comfortable with each other and this whole 'situation'. She served a lovely German red, from the Ahr Valley, made from the Blaue Portugeser grape. It was rich and luscious! When we complemented her on her choice of wine, she told us Jason had brought it, having obtained a few cases of it when he went to Germany to buy his car. 

My attention turned to him. He was very handsome, appeared to be athletic, neat and trim, in his early thirties and obviously, financially successful. He said he ran his own investment banking firm. When he mentioned its name, I was surprised; not having known the owner of that well-known and fast-growing enterprise was so young.

Well, one thing I knew about him, he had impeccable taste - he was with Dana!

Jason and Dana, both, were taking in Bronwyn! Their glances at her, animated in her conversation (I think, to some degree, out of nervousness as to what was going to follow that night), showed appreciation, no, rather, a growing lust for that beautiful, desirable creature sitting in front of them.

Perhaps, without her realizing it at all, (and I'm not sure of that) as Bronwyn spoke, waving her lovely hands about as she always did when she was excited about something, the hem of her dress crept up, higher and higher. Her legs were not crossed, but ever so slightly parted. Since I could smell her wetness, I'm sure those sitting opposite her (Jason and Dana) could see her engorged, wet pussy. She had shaved it, telling me she felt very sexy when it was like that. I certainly didn't complain. But, at that moment, I thought I perceived a bit of an exhibitionist in my dear Bronwyn...tonight could be very interesting!

I also noticed, in her evident arousal, that the nipples of her gorgeous breasts were hard and pointy, thrusting out and clearly discernible through the light fabric of the silk. The shape and swell of her breasts was also clearly visible. She looked hot!! Dana was licking her lips and had a lusty look in her eyes as she looked at Bronwyn. So did Jason.

Well, whatever would happen would happen. I would support Bronwyn in whatever she wanted to do, whether it involved me or not. And Dana knew that! 

Shortly, as it became time for us to leave for the club, the air was thick with tension, sensuous, sexual tension! You could smell it! It was intoxicating! For a moment, I was not sure we would actually bother to go to the club at all, but just stay right there and ravish each other!

But, then I realized that it was the club, that in some inexplicable way, legitimized such activities and that, if I were to actually be successful in giving Bronwyn every opportunity to express her marvelous sexuality, we had to go to the club.

I 'dramatically' looked at my watch and said, "OK, guys, time to get to the club!" Reality crunched back into the room and we all stood and made for the front door, not without a momentary trace of disappointment flitting across at least a couple of faces.

Each couple chose to drive separately, not really knowing what the night would bring and not wanting to impose the unwanted presence of one on the other, should things go that way. I knew that Jason, well-informed as he was, was fully aware of what he was getting into. He may have already been a member for all I knew.

In thirty minutes or so, we were parking in the club's parking lot. Our conversation on the way over had been nil. Bronwyn seemed to be lost in her thoughts about what was about to happen, but she did frequently look over at me and smile warmly.

The parking lot was crowded tonight, more so than on our previous visit. That boded well, as there might be opportunity for more than the usual activity. Bronwyn noted that many of the vehicles there were of the more expensive type- Mercedes, BMWs, etc. Meanwhile, my heart was racing!

As I helped Bronwyn out of the car, I could see she was flushed with excitement. She gripped my arm tightly, as if she were afraid of losing my strength and protective shroud around her. I whispered in her ear, "I love you with all my heart and soul and will not allow you to experience anything but pleasure tonight. If, at any moment, you want to have things stop and go home, just say the word 'owlballs', and away we'll go! Got it, 'owlballs'! That's your 'safe word', say it for me to hear and we're out of there!"

She let out a great big sigh and looked up at me with those great big, beautiful green eyes. "I won't forget," she said grinning like a little kid, hugging me as we walked to the front door of the club.

We showed our IDs and went to the cashier to pay our "guest dues". That done, we walked into the main room, looking for Dana and Jason, who had preceded us into the club from the parking lot. We didn't have long to look as they came swiftly over to us from the bar, but they had no drinks. That made sense to me. I had cautioned Bronwyn about drinking tonight as she would want her full faculties, unclouded, to be able to fully experience and appreciate everything that happened. She had understood and agreed.


Jason told us the bartender had told them that tonight seemed very hot, 'electric', as it were! 'Anticipation' was running at an all-time high - everyone was commenting they sensed something very exciting and unusual was going to happen! Well, that certainly got the adrenaline going!

Then, Dana said to Bronwyn, taking her arm, "Come on, let's go for a tour of this place!" But then, she stopped herself and said, "No, wait, just stand here and look about the room. See if you find anyone you know, or anyone you find attractive, or anything going on that interests you. Sort of, get your bearings. Take it all in."

Bronwyn noticed that many of the males appeared rich and influential. Dressed in designer clothes and Gucci loafers, they exuded power and authority. She realized the cars outside belonged to them. But, they weren't what had her frozen in her tracks. Nearby, in the corner, a man leaned with his back against the wall. One of his hands was wrapped tightly in the blonde hair of the woman in front of him. She rested on her knees, her face pressed against his crotch. Blushing, Bronwyn moved her gaze on.

A beautiful dark-haired girl in a white dress on a stool in front of the bar caught her eye. A gray-haired man stood behind her, holding her arms raised up over her head, her wrists held in one of his hands. His other hand was softly caressing her face and breasts. Another man had his nose buried in her pussy hidden beneath her skirt. Her legs were spread, her eyes were closed and although Bronwyn couldn't hear her over the music, she was convinced the girl was moaning in the throes of passion. 

"They are..." she gulped at me, her eyes as round as saucers, when yet something else caught her attention and cut her short.

Across the dance floor, in one of the booths lining the back wall, another well-dressed man was perched on the outside edge of the seat of the booth. A woman lay face down across his lap, her pale, naked buttocks seeming to glow with the light above them. His hand kept slapping down onto her bare skin and Bronwyn thought she heard the sounds of the slaps over the crowd. He stopped, and a beautiful, totally naked girl got up and curled herself into his lap, stroking his face tenderly. It seemed to Bronwyn that the girl knew she had been punished for whatever her transgression had been, rightly so and she loved her companion for doing it. Bron's face flushed gently and there was a slight catch in her breathing.

Everywhere she looked; there was some kind of "sexual" activity taking place, and, it was clear; the parties didn't have any concern about being in public, doing it. Everyone seemed to be happy and coincidently, in some cases, in the throes of sexual passion.

She began to relax in one sense, but got more excited in another - her own arousal was rapidly building. She could feel her pussy flowing. Her juices were beginning to flow down the insides of her thighs. She was hot! Bronwyn knew she liked what she saw. Now, she just had to figure out how to get her primary sexual fantasy played out. She knew she was in the right place to do it and the time was now! She feared she might regret it for the rest of her life if she didn't seize the moment, and bring her fantasy into reality, if only for the experience. She knew that if she didn't do it now, she might never do it. And she knew it was getting close to the time that she would have to confide in me what her prime fantasy was, so that we could get it set up and carried out!

At that point, Dana said, "OK. Now let's take that tour - all of us, together!"

I could feel Dana being drawn to Bronwyn - Jason and I were along for the ride, so to speak. But, I didn't know whether that was really anything included in Bronwyn's plans, if she had any. She had refused to discuss her fantasies before we came; perhaps concerned that I might think they were 'weird' or excessive or wouldn't take her to the club if I didn't agree to their happening.

Dana gripped Bronwyn's arm with her outside hand and slid her inside hand around her waist, then dropping it, caressed Bronwyn's butt. Bronwyn did not pull away, indeed, she pressed closer to Dana. At that, Dana began to lightly fondle Bronwyn's nearest breast with the hand which had been gripping Bronwyn's arm, the two of them walking up the stairs to the second floor of the club.

When we got to the top of the stairs and turned to our left, we quickly came to the room where, just two weeks earlier, Dana and I had stopped to watch a couple having sex. They were very creative in their various positions and obviously, thoroughly into what they were doing, with open abandon. It was extremely erotic to see. There were a number of couples in there now, but, with only a few exceptions, were in the common missionary position, albeit obvious they were oblivious to anyone watching them, lost in their passion as they were.

We continued after a moment and made a right turn into a darkened area and after a few steps, saw to our right the glass wall where a number of people were standing, staring intently through the glass and stroking something, themselves or a partner. Dana guided Bronwyn over to the window and they stared into the large room themselves. Once again, the sight of people having totally uninhibited sex right before our very eyes, took my breath away. This was the Orgy Room. We could see about thirty people, each of varying age, race and body-type, involved in a wide variety of sexual activity.

Bronwyn seemed rooted to the spot. She seemed oblivious to Dana's continued ministrations on her butt and breasts. She just stared intently at what was going on in the Orgy Room, her breath coming in gasps and her breasts heaving. The fragrance of sex was heavy in the air!

In the middle of the room was a group of six people on a large bed. Five men were servicing one woman. She was lying down on her back on top of one man whose cock was up her ass, while another knelt over her with his rigid cock pumping into her pussy. At the same time, she was jerking on the cocks of two other guys, lying on each side of her. They were gently caressing her breasts with their fingertips and softly nibbling on her hard, erect nipples with their mouths. Again, at this same time, she was avidly devouring the turgid prick of another guy who was standing over her, facing her, sucking at it fiercely. The woman was squirming with incredible passion at all this stimulation of her body by five men! She seemed to be experiencing continuous orgasms. Her cunt was squirting out a continuous and copious flow of juices which also helped lubricate the thrusting of the guy's cock up her ass. It was obvious she was totally lost in the overwhelmingness of it all, lying there with her body automatically responding to every thrust and continually jerking the cocks in her hands. Every participant seemed lost in lust and ecstasy!

Bronwyn was agog. She stood there, dripping and panting. Then, her eyes glazed over as an incredibly intense orgasm shot through her and shook her whole body. She clutched at her pussy, writhing in ecstasy. She screamed out her joy and were it not for Dana, would have collapsed onto the floor. Dana helped her stay standing as Bronwyn's knees wobbled and her body shook with the intensity of her release.

I'm sure Dana thought she had something to do with Bronwyn's orgasm and maybe she did, but I could see that it was mainly what was going on in the Orgy Room that had pushed her over.

Was this what Bronwyn wanted? Was this her ultimate sexual fantasy? And, if it were, what part would she play and what, if any, would I play? Would Jason and/or Dana play any part? Quite possibly, all of us!

I quickly went over and grabbed Bronwyn and lifted her easily into my arms. I carried her back to a sofa we'd passed coming to this area. I sat down, still cradling Bronwyn in my arms. She seemed lost in some other place. She was murmuring about how incredibly wonderful her orgasm had felt, that she'd never experienced anything so fantastic before...how this was so close to her ultimate fantasy!

Hey, we hit the jackpot! This was it! Now, knowing what her fantasy was, I could bring it into reality! I just had to pin down what she meant exactly when she'd said, "close" to her ultimate fantasy! I knew, from my previous visit, that the owner of the club would help in any way he could, to satisfy his clientele's wishes. So all I really had to do was determine exactly what Bronwyn wanted, get with the owner, and get it set up...well...with Bronwyn's approval. After all, it was her fantasy and she could say 'owlballs' to the whole thing.

Dana and Jason were sitting on either side of us, attentive and concerned about Bronwyn. You could see the love in Dana's eyes and the genuine concern in Jason's. I appreciated their being there.

I coaxed Bronwyn gently. "Darling, tell me what was different about what you saw and what you've fantasized," I said softly, lightly stroking the back of her head, her neck and down her arms. She responded to my touch and began to revive, sitting up more in my lap.

She turned to me, grabbed my face in her hands and gave me the most sensuous kiss she's ever given me. I could feel her passion mounting, climbing to new, unexplored heights. At least, unexplored by her... She suddenly stopped and said, looking intently into my eyes, "I love you so very much. Are you still willing to let me have my fantasy fulfilled, even if it's similar to what we just witnessed in that room?"

I nodded, "Yes, my darling Bronwyn. You deserve anything you want, anything I have the power to give you. It's only right, considering the overwhelming love you've given me!"

Her dam burst! She began to softly sob into my shoulder, clutching me as if she were terrified of losing me.

I held her firmly with one hand while I again stroked her tenderly until she began to settle into a steady rhythm of soft breathing, at which point, I asked her again, "What is the difference between your fantasy and that action which we saw in the other room?"


Fantasy Fulfilled Ch. 02



It will help if you have read the earlier chapter, but this one should be enjoyable on its own.

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As I explained in the first chapter my wife and I have revitalised our sex life by arranging fortnightly sessions where one or other of us organises the evening, whilst the grandparents look after that children. There are a few ground rules: Firstly the night must always include intercourse at some stage, this meant that the none organising partner could enjoy the evening knowing that he/she was definitely going to have sex at some point. The only other rule was no anal sex. This disappointed me but Jackie was quite insistent. 

After several months a few favourites began to emerge. Mine was getting Jackie to dress up in a schoolgirl outfit. Initially this was a cheap adult shop one but I then progressed to one brought from a proper school outfitters. It included large, white, cotton knickers and white, knee length socks. During the evening I would take on the part of the headmaster and Jackie would be a naughty schoolgirl sent to the headmaster. Initially she would be punished for her minor mistake by 3 slaps on her knickers-clad buttocks, with of course plenty of groping. Then after a second error she would be slapped six times on her naked butt. I then proceed to quiz her about her sexual exploits. This gradually progresses to her giving me a blowjob and then finally full intercourse. 

Jackie's favourite was to dress me in a waiters outfit consisting of a smart black jacket, a black bow tie and a white shirt, which she had cut short. I was therefore naked from the waist down. I then had to service her every need all evening and if at any point I was not supporting a large erection I was punished. By the third time she used this fantasy she had found a special cock ring that not only prevented my cock from going soft but also prevented me from ejaculating. I could orgasm, with familiar ball tightening and jerking of the penis, but no spunk came out and neither did I go soft. This meant she could fondle, suck and fuck me as long and as often as she liked until, and only if I had totally satisfied her, she would release the ring and let me cum. This was invariably in very large amounts and over her tits or if I had been extremely good over her pubes- unfortunately it was never into her mouth. 

A joint favourite was when Jackie dressed up as a French waitress. Her top was so low cut that her sumptuous boobs were almost falling out and it was so short that if she were not standing upright her knickers would come into view. She always wore black seamed stockings and suspenders with it and started the evening in black or occasionally white translucent knickers, which far from covering her intimate parts seem to draw attention almost highlighting them. 

One Friday evening it was my turn to organise the evening. I had decided to use the schoolgirl fantasy and to make it extra special I had paid for Jackie to go to a salon and have a Hollywood waxing the day before, a Hollywood waxing being where all pubic hair is removed. 

On the aforementioned evening it took Jackie ages to get ready but finally she came downstairs dressed as a stunningly attractive, if a little mature, school girl. 

"I am disappointed to see that you have been sent to see me again young girl," I scolded as soon as she stepped off the bottom step.

"I...I'm sorry sir," she stammered looking a little ashamed. 

"Why have you been sent this time?" I enquired.

"Apparently my uniform is incorrect," Jackie answered somewhat cheekily, " but I can't think why. I even have regulation knickers on." At this point she lifted her skirt and flashed her white cotton knickers. 

"You should not be flashing those you cheeky young thing," I scolded feeling my prick beginning to twitch. "You are not wearing a regulation blouse are you?"

"It is a white cotton blouse sir," she pleaded.

"It is, but it is far more translucent than a regulation one - in fact it is almost transparent!"

"But the boys aren't complaining," she continued.

"I bet they aren't," I continued, "and you might have got away with it but you have decided to break the rules further by wearing a black bra. You should be ashamed of yourself trying to flaunt your developing breasts to the boys. Haven't you got any modesty?

"Sorry sir," She pleaded. 

"Take it off and I never want to see you wearing a black bra again," I instructed. Jackie immediately began to remove her bra the clever way without removing her blouse. Within a couple of minutes she tossed the offending bra to me. Her blouse was so translucent that the outline of her 36C breasts was clearly visible and her partially erect nipples stood out like beacons. 

At that moment, much to the surprise of both of us, the doorbell went. 'Damm it!' I thought to myself, 'who could this be' at the same time hoping my evenings fun was not going to be ruined.' 

I opened the door to see my best mate, Robert, standing there. "Hi Robert. I wasn't expecting you, but come in," I stated momentarily forgetting that Jackie was dressed as a schoolgirl and her tits were almost on clear view. 

"Sorry but I was passing on the motorway and the traffic was awful due to an accident two junctions towards London so I thought I would pop in on you and let the traffic clear," Robert explained as he came in, "Hope I wasn't interrupting...." At that moment he saw Jackie, his eyes immediately took in her outfit and then ogled partially covered breasts. "Woops, I better go... I am interrupting."

"Don't be silly it is great to see you and we were only having a bit of fun," I stated. Jackie had been too surprised to cover up and to her credit realised that it was now too late. 

"It's great to see you lets have a drink," She stated heading of to the fridge freezer to get a couple of beers. 

"Are you sure mate?" He asked looking very awkward.

"Jackie is happy so, so am I," I reassured. 

"But her top is almost transparent?"

"Yes, and you've seen them now. Great aren't they?"

"Much bigger than my wife's," He commented. At that point Jackie came round with a couple of beers and a wine for herself. We sat chatting for a while. 

Jackie then put a couple of frozen pizzas in the oven, which we subsequently shared with some salad and a couple of bottles of wine. When Robert realised that he had now drunk too much to drive home he decided to stay over and go home in the morning. He quickly phoned home whilst I poured some more wine. 

Robert rejoined us at the table and we continued to chat whilst Jackie began to clear the table. I was staring at her breasts as they swung forward as she stretched to collect the salad bowl, thinking that it was a shame that I had lost out on a night of sexual fun, when her right elbow knocked over Robert's wine glass. 

"Position one, you careless girl," I ordered in my head teacher's role without thinking. Jackie looked surprised but to my amazement she stopped what she was doing and walked to the middle of the living room. I knew that this was part of our fantasy role-play and I never intended to share it with anyone and suspected that Jackie didn't expect to either. She then stood staring at me and slowly undid her skirt and let it fall to the floor and put her hands on her head. Robert's face was a picture. As he surveyed Jackie's knickers clad mound. She stared at me almost daring me to carry on with her eyes. I decide to call her bluff.

"Turn around," I instructed in a firm headmasters type voice, "I don't want a naught young girl staring at me." Jackie dutifully turned round allowing Robert to admire her firm, cotton-covered buttocks. I then left her standing there whilst I cleared away the rest of the crockery and cleared up the spill. Robert helped and then, as soon as we had finished, we returned to the living room where Jackie was still standing with her hands on her head and skirt on the floor. I beckoned for Robert to sit on the sofa and then spoke to Jackie, "Position two!" Jackie looked surprised that I had continued. I notice a small shrug and realised it was now a game of who chickened out first. Jackie spread her legs about shoulder width apart and then bent forward keeping her legs straight till she was able to grasp hold of her ankles with her hands. Robert and I now hand a spectacular view of her butt and crotch. 

I loved this part of the fantasy because she looked so vulnerable and unable to conceal anything. I enjoyed the way her knickers stretched taught as they struggled to cover her vagina that I knew would be rapidly moistening. It was a somewhat uncomfortable position for her to hold and definitely humiliating, all the more so this evening as there was an additional witness. I deliberately paused and admired the view in silence

Finally I moved forward and began to run my hands over her panties and then over her gusset causing it to mould to her lower lips enjoying the sense of power and the warmth. I then raised my hand and then spanked her left cheek firmly but not too hard. 

"Thank you sir," Jackie replied holding back a yelp. I then smacked her twice more each time she thanked me. 

I then rubbed her buttocks again to ease the discomfort. I slowly slipped my hand between her legs. Her gusset was now wet and as I gently let my fingers rub along her crack there was a distinct musky smell. 

"Mr Smithers as a trainee teacher I think you should be taught how discipline naughty girls," I said much to Robert's delight. With no further encouragement he got up, showing an impressive bulge in his trousers and came to join me just behind Jackie. "First check that the knickers are smooth as any wrinkles can cause abrasions," I instructed. Robert, to his obvious enjoyment, ran his hands over my wife's cotton covered rump. 

"I then check between the legs," I continued to instruct, "This tells you which girls are enjoying the process and you will seen many times and those who aren't and one spanking will be all that is required to amend their behaviour." Robert then ran his hand between Jackie's legs and began to press the material into her now sodden cunt. After a few moments Jackie's hips began to move in response to the stimulus and a moan escaped her lips. Robert then gave her 3 fairly firm smacks to her right buttock. Each time Jackie thanked him. 

"Well done Mr Smithers," I complimented. You may get up and pick up your skirt young lady and I hope you have learnt not to be careless."

"Yes Sir," Jackie replied with a little curtsey and looking a little flushed. She then picked up her skirt and fastened it back round her waist. 

"Some coffee would be great," I suggested. Jackie immediately went to get it sorted out. I decided to go and help her.

As soon as I entered the kitchen Jackie grabbed me and gave me a passionate kiss holding me so tight that I could feel her erect nipples pressing against my chest. As our tongues entwined her hand began to rub my erect cock through my trousers. "God I am so horny, she stated momentarily breaking the kiss, "I need your cock in me... Fuck me...please."

"You will have to wait," I replied despite being desperate to take right there on the kitchen floor. I broke the embrace. "We have company. Don't be too long with the coffee dear, I instructed as I returned to the living room. 

"That was great," Robert said, "But I now have a huge hard on."

"Me too and although I was expecting some fun I never ever expected it to include any one else," I replied. Jackie re-entered the room and handed Robert and I a coffee. 

We chatted amicably as we drank our coffee. I decided the fun was over, at least till bedtime and settled down to enjoy the conversation. Jackie took my empty cup into the kitchen, with her own, and then returned for Robert's. Then to my amazement she let the cup slip off the saucer on to the floor where it smashed. We both froze for a moment, Jackie looked at me and I realised that she had done it deliberately and was daring me to carry on. 

"Position 3 you careless girl," I instructed. Jackie looked surprised that I had risen to the bait, but moved slowly to the middle of the room. For the second time she undid her skirt and let it slip to her floor. Then much to Robert's delight and astonishment she put her thumbs into the sides of her knickers and slowly pulled them down. The gusset stuck to her moist cunt but finally came free as her knickers reached her knees. She then stood up, leaving her knickers around her knees, and put her hands on her head. 

"Bloody hell no pubes!" Robert exclaimed. I let Robert take in the sight of my wife standing with her hands on her head and knickers around her knees for a while enjoying the humiliation then instructed Jackie to turn around. This gave Robert a view of her now uncovered butt. I cleared up the broken cup and then returned to the living room. 

By now it was dark and because of the excitement and the unexpected visitor I had forgotten to draw the curtains. Jackie was in clear view of anybody walking past. I suddenly noticed a man from three or for doors up the road walking, with his dog past. He casually glanced in the window; proberly attracted by the light, and suddenly stopped with his mouth open and took in the sight of Jackie's shaven naked mound. Jackie looked horrified and began to blush, but to my astonishment she didn't move.

"Open your blouse and let him see your tits," I instructed determined to maximise her discomfort but also aware that she was incredibly turned on. Jackie slowly began to unbutton her blouse. The neighbour stood and stared as her large breasts with very erect nipples came into view. As she undid her last button and let the blouse slip to the floor the man began to rub his cock through his trousers. Jackie was now completely naked, apart from her knickers around her knees and her knee length white socks, as she stood with her hands resting on the top of her head. 

"Draw the curtains," I instructed. Jackie rapidly followed my instruction and then returned to her position in the middle of the room. 

"Position 4," I instructed. Jackie immediately, removed her knickers from around her knees, adding them to the pile of her discarded clothing, collected a chair from the dining room and then lent over it so that her behind was pointing towards us and her tits hung down on the opposite side of the chair. I then moved over to her and caressed her rump with my right hand enjoying the sense of power. I then slipped my hand between her legs knowing that for the first time in her life a man other than me could see her cunt. I was amazed how wet she was. She was definitely very turned on. I then removed my hand and gave her a smack on her left buttock. I followed this with two more and then delivered three to her right buttock. 

"T...Thank ...you sir," Jackie stammered. I then gently rubbed her rouge red buttocks to ease the discomfort a little. Then I slipped my hand back between her legs. She was literally dripping and as my fingers touched her clit she moaned. I slipped a finger deep into to her and began to slide it slowly in and out. Her hips began to gyrate and her breathing began to come in gasps. She was getting very near to her first orgasm. Much to her disappointment I then removed my finger and offered it to her mouth. She slipped it straight in and licked off her secretions; a thing that's she would normally refuse to do.

"Mr Smithers, time for you to practice your disciplinary techniques," I stated. Robert needed no second asking and came straight over with a huge bulge in his trousers. He followed my example and rubbed Jackie's naked rump then delivered three smacks to each buttocks. 

"T...T... Thank you," Sir Jackie stammered. 

"You haven't checked for enjoyment," I stated. Robert slipped his hand between Jackie's legs. For the first time in her life she had a hand other than mine touching her most intimate parts. At the first contact Jackie's hips jerked as if touched by an electric current and a moan escaped her lips. 

"She's absolutely dripping," Robert informed me. 

"I bet you would like Mr Smithers to finger fuck you wouldn't you. You naughty smutty girl," I teased.

"Oh yes sir yes please," Jackie pleaded.

"Well ask him them," I instructed. 

"Please Mr Smithers," Jackie asked. 

"What Girl?" Robert asked teasing her.

"Finger me."

"How... Where?" Robert continued to tease.

"Fin...Finger fuck me," Jackie pleaded. That was enough and Robert took great delight in sinking two fingers straight into his best mates wife's cunt and began to fucker rapidly. Jackie's hips were gyrating and she was moaning loudly and disgusting slurping noises came from her cunt. After a few minutes Jackie's hips were fucking back against Robert's fingers perspiration gleamed on her skin and she suddenly tensed and with a loud guttural moan she had a deep, long awaited orgasm. Robert stopped fingering her and allowed her to catch her breath. He then offered his sticky fingers to her mouth. She sucked then clean one at a time and then let her mouth move up and down them as if they were mini penises.

"I recon that you should thank Mr Smithers my giving him a blow job," I suggested. "But you will have to ask his permission first."

"Please... Mr Smithers... sir...would you like me to suck on your... cock?" She asked still a little short of breath.

"Certainly young girl." He replied.

Robert staid where he was sitting on the sofa and Jackie crawled over to him on her hands and knees. When she was just in front of him she began to undo his trousers. He lifted his hips to allow her to slide them down. As she slipped his boxers down she got saw the second erect penis in her life. He wasn't quite as long as me, about 8 inches, but much thicker. He moved forward and presented his hardon to Jackie to suck. She took it in one hand and slowly gave it a few strokes, enjoying the sight and feel of it in her hand. Finally, as precum began out of it, she slid it between her lips. Soon she was moving her head rapidly up and down on it as she simultaneously wanked it. The sight of my naked wife on her knees sucking off my best mate was too much for me. I stripped off and moved behind her manoeuvring my 9½ inches of rock hard cock against her vaginal lips. Jackie paused as I slipped my cock in up to the hilt and began to fuck her with long steady strokes. As she hand only just cum she was rapidly heading to another orgasm. After a few strokes I was having difficulty holding back and it looked as if Robert was having similar difficulties. 

"I think we should swap ends," I suggested. Thinking that the pause would prolong our pleasure. Robert looked thrilled and Jackie looked astounded. She obviously had decided giving Robert a blow job was ok having gone this far but had never expected me to let him fuck her. But as she was desperate for a fuck and nearing orgasm she was in not going to object. I withdrew and watched as Robert began to slip his fat cock into Jackie from behind. She moaned loud enjoying his extra width. I watched, as her lips were stretched wide and enjoyed seeing them move as he began to piston his cock into her. After that I presented my slimy dick to her mouth. To her credit she first licked it clean of her copious juices then slipped it between her lips. I was so turned on watching my mate ramming his cock up my wife that I only lasted a few thrust before I felt the pressure mounting. As hard as I tried I could hold back and with a loud grunt let go and began to shoot large amounts of spunk into my wife's mouth for the first time. I expected her to remove her mouth at the first sign of cum spit it out and complain at me for not warning her but to my delight she kept her mouth round my ejaculating cock. I spurted 3 or 4 times deep into her mouth. That was the final trigger for her and she came again, releasing my still spurting cock from her lips so that my last couple of spurts hit her face and she swallowing my spunk as her orgasm raged through her. 




Fantasy Fulfilled Ch. 02



Some how Robert managed not to cum. He pulled out and presented his cock, covered in Jackie's plentiful secretions, to her to suck. Jackie immediately took it into her mouth. She was very tired so Robert began to fuck her mouth. After a while it became obvious he was getting near to cuming and he was thrusting more and more rapidly and deeply. I was amazed how deep he was going far deeper than I ever had. He held the back of her head, then with a final lung he forced his cock so far down her throat that her nose was resting in his pubes and she was unable to breath. His buttocks clenched and he grunted as he came deep in her throat. Jackie had no choice but to swallow her second load of spunk as she did much to my amazement she came yet again. Robert then pulled his rapidly softening prick out of her mouth and flopped back onto the sofa. Jackie was able to breath again and sat back panting to get her breath back her face still covered in my cum. I joined Robert on the sofa and Jackie joined as we slowly recovered our strength.

"That was incredible," I commented, " and very unplanned."

"Yeah!" Robert replied, " Amazing."

"I never expected to have a threesome but I can hardly complain after cuming three times!" Jackie replied. "I am certain it will not be my last threesome as well."

"I'm knackered," I stated, "Time for bed."

"Great idea," Jackie stated, "Come on Robert it will be much more comfortable in our bed than on the floor."

"B...But,"

"Come on. After all I have already fucked you and sucked you off so what harm is there in sleeping together?" with that we went up to bed.



Fantasy Fulfilled Ch. 02



"Steve loves looking at your breasts and pussy doesn't he?" I ask, and Shanny sighs and nods.

"Each time I turn back to him his eyes are on mine, but they tell me he has been enjoying my body, feasting on me, and needs me to show him even more. I excuse myself to visit the washroom and check myself out in the mirror. I adjust my bra, clicking it tighter to enhance my cleavage, knowing I can still undo more buttons for him. I move to a stall and my fingers find their way between my legs, feeling how swollen my lips are, and I lightly tease my panties between them. slipping them into my slit just enough to outline my labia for him. I come back to the table and he asks me to dance, holding me closer than before. He tells me how beautiful I am and how lucky he is to have met me. His hands feel so good on my body, I wish he would touch more of me. He brings me back to the table and you take me to dance."

"Yes," I continue, "we discuss your spreading legs and how it is exciting all three of us."

"I even contemplated taking my panties off in the washroom." she moans seductively. I tell you how exciting that would have been but also a very strong message to Steve.

"I know he excites you baby, so I encourage you to do whatever you need to do, I'm right here for you."

"All this sexy talk is making my panties slip deeper into my slit, I'm so swollen and aroused. I get back to the table and fan my chest, telling Steve how hot I am. He agrees and smiles as he undoes a button on his shirt, his eyes daring me to do the same. My fingers toy with my buttons feeding on the encouraging look in his eyes as he dares me to keep going. You are sitting behind me and can't tell but my sweater is now undone to the base of my bra."

I trace her breasts, telling her how exposed her tits are now, Steve lets her watch as his eyes drop to her naked flesh and enjoy her milky white breasts fully. His eyes flash at her, then drop to her legs, needing her to show him more of her body.

"My eyes drop to his crotch and can see a sizeable bulge in his jeans, I know I have made him hard, and my body trembles as I imagine his thick cock and swollen balls held tight in his pants. I continue to stare at his package as my fingers toy with my skirt buttons." Shanny's breathing is getting faster with excitement.

I tell her I can see her fingers on her button. "My own cock twitches with excitement as you undo it."

"I know Demian, I can feel you move against me as I undo it, and I turn to talk to you letting my legs spread for Steve."

"I am imagining how sweet your panty covered pussy must be looking for him."

"I know you are baby, you don't know that as I turned I can feel my lips slip free of my panties, the tiny patch of silk now buried deep in my slit."

I move down and breath softly on her pussy. "Can you feel the cooler air of the club on your nakedness?" I ask, and she shudder and nods. I drag a single finger through her slit parting her labia.

"Your panties are buried inside you Shanny, leaving your swollen lips naked for him to enjoy, and I don't know you are showing him so much, don't realize just how excited you are."

"I know baby and I'm sure later I would tell you but right now I am so excited knowing he can see so much of me and try and stretch out my conversation with you so he can enjoy me even more. I finally turn back to find he has moved forward and has his knee between mine, so I can't bring my legs together."

I tell her I had noticed him move forward and was excited at how close it brought the two of them together, so personal.

"Yes" she sighs, "I squeeze his leg between mine then smile as I slowly spread my legs for him, daring him to look. He stares between my legs then tells me how hot and sexy I look. I tell him I need to dance with him, spreading even wider as he moves away from me. I can feel his hardness pressed against me."

I move the heel of my hand to press her mound, felling her shudder with climax as I touch her.

"Oh God baby I need to fuck him, I just can't control myself."

"I know you do baby, I watch you dance pressed so close to his hard cock, and I encourage you to be with him. He takes you to his room and makes you strip for him, then has you undress him. His eyes feast on your body as he picks you up and lays you gently on his bed. I see her sigh contentedly, raising one knee, opening herself to his eyes.

"I need to taste his cock." she whispers, and I move to rub my knob along her moist mouth.

"Steve's cock is hard and ready for you to suck baby." her mouth moving to form around my dick as her fingers pump precum to my tip.

"Oh Steve, your cock tastes so good on my tongue." She makes Steve cum, swallowing his load, loving his cream, feeling his spurts landing on her breasts then spreading her legs to his mouth and lips, letting him feast on her honey, making her cum time after time as he fucks her silly. We relax after and Shanny cuddles close, telling me how exciting and arousing my story was, she felt so free and uninhibited with Steve, so hot ,so sexy.

A couple of weeks later she tells me the next night her work group was going out for drinks and then some dancing. She has done this before and I always drive her to work so I can pick her up when they are done, usually quite early. The night before as we lay in bed her fingers snaked around my cock as she asked if she should wear the same outfit she had worn the night she fucked Steve. I knew she could feel me twitch as I told her what a sexy idea that was, and that I hoped her evening would end up as exciting as her fantasy had. She moaned her agreement as she moved to take me in her mouth. The next morning I made her do up all the buttons, telling her to only undo them if a deserving partner was watching. I kissed her deeply, telling her I had a feeling her sexy fantasy was going to cum true to night. She called me a few times during the day to tell me how horny she was, and that she had undone some buttons already, but had made sure a delivery guy had watched her when she did. i told her I hoped she could undo them all for her talented caring lover this evening. She sighed and said as horny as she was she would be easy pickings for the right man, especially after a few drinks. Enjoy yourself to the limits baby I commanded, and call me when your ready to be picked up. That evening i made preparations for a few different scenario's, then started towards the club, the voyeur tendencies I have making me want to watch Shanny interact with other men. She called while I was on my way telling me the party was breaking up. Ready to go home I asked, and she hesitated,then told me no, not really, then blurted,

"I think I've met a Steve." She explained she had danced with quite a few partners but had really clicked with one cute guy and had danced with him a couple of times.

"His eyes are just like Steve's in my fantasy and I'm kinda hoping he shows up again." I wished her luck and told her I would come in quietly and stay to myself if she was entertaining.

She caught my eye as I entered the club and I pointed towards the washrooms, meeting her there. There was one or two from work just packing up and Dirk was still here she told me excitedly. We decided she would wait out the work people then see what Dirk did, she would even walk by him at the bar if needed. If they hooked up I suggested a smaller more secluded table in the back, one that I could watch from very close, close enough to hear them. Shanny felt that Dirk would not be as open if I was at the table, and asked if I minded letting her develop the relationship on her own. I said no problem, it was obvious how excited and horny she was already, letting her know I was there if it went wrong in any way. She looked relieved then asked if I could phone her and say I was going to be late, and she would work the story the way she needed to. I looked her up and down and told her how hot she looked and how a sensuous aura seemed to surround her.

"Thinking about my sexy fantasy, then wearing this outfit, now meeting Dirk and knowing you are here for me, I can hardly wait for the office staff to leave so Dirk can start to seduce me.

"I bet he has a nice big fat cock for my baby to enjoy" I teased her and she sighed and smiled,

"I hope so too."



Fantasy Fulfilled Ch. 02



As the evening progressed Mark and Susan continued to fuck each other to the point of collapse. Susan who wasn't much of a drinker, usually, had finished three glasses of champagne and was feeling more than a little tipsy. This concerned Mark a little as she wasn't known for staying awake when under the influence. 

"I want to go out!" she exclaimed slightly slurring her words.

"Where do you want to go?" asked Mark with a slight hesitation in his voice.

"A good bar that is close by with some good atmosphere, awesome music, and beautiful people." She chuckled raising her wine glass she had since topped off. "I think I better go get cleaned up."

Susan had been filled up with Mark's cum at least three times and his seed was dripping down her thigh. She drank some more champagne and entered the bathroom. Mark followed and joined her. Susan ran the shower and stepped under the spray. The droplets danced off her flesh, massaging every sensitive inch of her. She lathered up her soap and applied it to her body caressing each inch and taking care to ensure she was clean and pure. Mark watched her intently as his erection grew again with every stroke she took across her body. Susan noticed him watching her and looked at his hard cock standing upright for her to see.

"We can't go out with you looking like that, can we?" she said as she motioned for him to join her in the shower. She pushed him against the glass and took his erect manhood into her hand and began to jerk his cock hard. "I hope you cum soon....I need a margarita!"

Susan continued to stroke him and it wasn't long before he fired off a barrage of semen in her direction. Had she had not been paying attention she would have received his love juice across her face which really wasn't her thing. Instead she directed his cock down towards her full heaving breasts. 

"Now look what you did. I have to clean them off again." She smirked up at him.

"Me? You didn't want me going out with a hard cock." They both laughed holding each other as the water danced off their entwined bodies.

Susan and Mark got cleaned up and began getting dressed. It didn't take Mark too long. He figured a simple pair of Khakis, his favorite black shirt and some loafers should do the trick. Susan however was surprised to see the little black dress and grinned from ear to ear. She was wearing a black lacey bra and nothing else when she walked into the room and asked Mark if this is what he wanted her to wear.

"Ummm yeah but put the dress on to at least cover the bra." Mark snickered.

Susan looked at Mark "Duh!"

She slid the dress over her head pulling it down until it hugged every curve and revealed her lush round breasts and visible cleavage to the world. The dress came about mid thigh and left nothing to the imagination. Mark had realized she wasn't wearing panties and found this to be exciting to him. 

"Sans Panties?" he asked

"You know what. No I aint wearing any tonight. Screw it. That way if I want you to finger me, or taste me, easy access baby."

Mark could feel his cock throbbing. This was gonna be fun.

"Anywhere you wanna go?" he asked her hoping she just wanted to go get fucked by him somewhere.

"A bar that has big Margaritas." She demanded.

They left the room hand in hand and ventured through the hallway, into the elevator, where an older couple was riding down to the lobby. Mark and Susan smiled as Mark caressed her ass through the dress. She pulled him close to her and kissed him hard, thrusting her tongue in his mouth knowing the old couple was watching. The alcohol from earlier had had a profound effect on her, releasing her inhibitions and causing her to let down her guard. She liked this feeling, it probably wouldn't be an everyday thing for her but to be so free and unrestricted made her feel so naughty. Her pussy was hot and beginning to get wet. She loved it. She wanted to touch herself right there but figured a night in the local jail really wasn't what Mark had planned. 

Wait, she thought. What Mark had planned was beginning to take a back seat. This was more impromptu at this point and she liked it but she wanted to have some control. As they exited the hotel, Susan was plotting and scheming. She wanted to make this a night neither of them would forget. But she still wanted that margarita.

"Hey lets go to McKinleys" she suggested with a teasing look in her eyes.

"Really?" said Mark, confused but intrigued.

McKinleys was a known hub of activity for the local gay and lesbian scene but was frequented by straights as well. They had great music, a non threatening atmosphere and as Susan pointed out, great margaritas. Of course Susan was plotting.

"Yes really. And I promise I will make it worth your while." She winked as those words slid off her tongue.

"Ok...Sold!" As he grabbed her hand and headed down the street. Within five minutes they were inside McKinleys. 

As they entered the door a wave of eroticism poured over Susan. She felt so unrestricted and liberated just by walking in the door. Mark, knowing his partner was wearing no panties felt so aroused the bulge in his pants was becoming visible. Susan began scanning the room, appearing to Mark as though she was looking for somewhere to sit, looking for the right one. Mark pointed out a booth over in the corner which was dimly lit and secluded. Mark thought if he could get Susan to the booth he could take full advantage of her current panty-less state. The images danced through his head, and picturing her legs spread with him fingering her juicy, throbbing pussy knowing people were this close was so erotic to him. His cock felt so restrained. Then he felt a hand grip the prison which contained his manhood. He looked down startled, unsure who had hold of him. 

"Hey, Relax. I didn't think you would enjoy yourself so much in here." It was Susan, who winked while now rubbing his crotch. "I found somewhere near the bar. Shall we go and sit?" Mark's images exited his thoughts as quickly as they entered. "I guess." He replied with a slight sigh of disappointment. 

Susan and Mark headed to the bar and he ordered drinks, for him a cold beer and for her a margarita. This would make her happy, or completely knock her unconscious. This was not a normal size beverage. This was a happy hour size and Mark knew why people were so happy after happy hour. Susan looked at her drink, smiled, giggled, and raising the large glass to her full freshly painted lips, took a large gulp. It was intense the balance between alcohol and other flavors were perfect. It was strong though, not usually how she liked it but tonight she didn't seem to care. Then she moved on to the real reason she had picked the seat at the bar. 

She was about 5'8" and 125lbs. Her black flowing hair shone in the glow of neon which surrounded her. It accented her perfect color skin. Susan couldn't really tell if it was a tan job or if it was her natural color. A honey glow rose from her so she hoped it was natural. Maybe she would find out? Her hips were hugged by a red skirt which extended down to the middle of her muscular thighs. She had on a tight blue sweater which did little to hide her 36C breasts. They were so amazing and perky. Susan could not take her eyes away from her. The sweater was a thin wool blend which did nothing to conceal her erect nipples. This goddess, this stranger was arousing her simply by standing at the bar. Susan could feel the heat building between her thighs and her moisture was building slowly like the morning dew. 

She needed to do something, but what? She had never been this attracted to a woman before and she knew she wasn't a lesbian but she needed to experience this woman. Susan felt dirty but hot at the same time, wondering if the alcohol was to blame or whether it was some deep seeded carnal desire to fuck this stranger. The stranger looked her and noticed Susan staring at her intently and smiled. Shocked she had been caught she blushed, hard, and smiled back.

"Hi" the stranger mouthed to her. Susan waved nervously to her. The electricity shooting through her body was so intense. This mystery woman beckoned to her. Susan had to think fast! She was supposed to have control but was losing it to this new player in the game. 

"Mark. I have to use the little girl's room!" she motioned as though doing a little dance.

Mark chuckled, "Little too much to drink?" looking at the almost empty margarita glass.

"Yeah sure. Be right back." She departed heading not for the restroom but towards her new admirer. 

Mark shrugged, thought she was a little drunk, and went back to people watching, something he enjoyed doing, especially in bars. 

Susan was so nervous and aroused at the same time. She could feel her clit pulsing and her pussy tightening as her thighs got damp. What would she do if people could see the juice she was expelling down her legs? Fuck it, she didn't care, after all she just wanted to meet this angel.

"Hi." Her voice was so shaky and her nervousness was clearly apparent. "My...my name is Susan."

"Christine, Hi, oh and relax I won't hurt you." She extended her right hand and took hold of Susan's left hand. Her grip was gentle, reassuring and her skin was so soft and smooth. Her fingernails were freshly manicured and painted a dark red. The music playing was a collection of Top 40 and some club remixes. The volume varied and Christine moved in closer so as to be able to talk with Susan. Her left hand was positioned on her stomach and her fingers pointed down to where her womanhood lay ready for the touch of a passionate lover.

"I like the way you look....I've been watching you for some time now. I hope you don't mind. I am really nervous and I've never done this before." Susan was barely able to get this information out. By now Christine could tell just how scared Susan was. She pulled her close holding her hips tight to her as she whispered in her ear that she just needed to breathe slowly and relax. Susan closed her eyes as Christine breath caressed her ear and neck. She had to have her. Susan body was on fire and she wouldn't be able to take much more. 

"Ok. I'll try." She promised.

"Good." She replied as she moved inches from Susan's lips. Susan thinking she was going kiss her closed her eyes and meet Christine's lips with hers. Susan felt her mouth part and waited for Christine to probe her with her tongue. Christine was surprised. This woman had never done this before? She seemed to be a quick study. Their tongues meet and caressed each ever while Christine pulled Susan closer into her. She ran her hand up Susan's thigh and felt her pushing her closer to her embrace. Christine continued up and reached the peak of inner sanctum, feeling how wet Susan was she went to the gates of her womanhood and was pleased to find she was not wearing panties. Susan groaned and could feel her pleasure begin to erupt with new sensations. She felt wicked, dirty, but so aroused. No one in this place knew who she was and they didn't care. She felt free.

"I have to tell you this is my first time." said Susan. "I actually came here with my husband." 

"Oh." Christine replied with a hint of disappointment in her voice. "Is this his idea?"

"No!" She exclaimed. "I have been thinking about this for a while actually. I just didn't have the nerve to try it. To be honest Mark, that's my husband, planted the idea and I just shrugged it off."

"Well I am glad you decided to try this." Christine whispered to Susan. She kissed her again and was deep each other's embrace when Mark looked over. He was amazed to see what Susan was doing. He couldn't believe his Susan was in the embrace of this beautiful woman. He was so turned on. Should he go over and introduce himself or should he wait? The emotions and feelings going through his mind and body were intense to a level he had never experienced before. He decided to wait and see how this would go and gave Susan a clear berth. He knew if he was needed she would get his attention. 

Susan and Christine continued to talk and caress each other, occasionally exchanging kisses, pulling each other so close their breasts rubbed together. Mark could see both women were into this and their bodies showed this well. Susan's nipples stood erect through her dress and Mark loved this. About fifteen minutes had passed and Susan looked over to where Mark was and noticed he was watching her and her new friend. How much had he seen? Did he approve? My god she felt so slutty, so dirty. 

Mark just smiled at her. "It's ok!" he mouthed to her. "Enjoy." His cock was throbbing and it was getting tight in his jeans. He knew he was going to have to fuck soon. The bulge in his pants was clearly visible and Susan knew it.

"Yeah! Enjoy it." Christine spoke with a firm, nurturing tone. "You man is cute. Not as cute as you! But still. He must love you a lot." 

"He does. I want to make him happy." She smiled and kissed Christine on her neck. "But I also want you to fuck me. But I need to go." She slowly got up from the table and from Mark's vantage point she appeared to caress her hands and walk away back to him. 

"So did you have fun?" he asked.

"Oh yes. I have never felt all those emotions at the same time. I feel so dirty, slutty, aroused and pleasured all at the same time. What about you?" she asked as a playful devilish smile darted across her face.

"Well let's just say this isn't a banana in my pants and if we don't get back to the room soon I will either rip out of my jeans or you are just going have to jerk me off right here under the table." He said laughing.

"Well I prefer going back to the room because I am so hot right now that there is a river of love juice dripping down my leg and I want you to enjoy it."

Mark smiled, raised his hand in the air and stated "Waiter, CHECK!"

"Silly we are paid up!" Susan laughed.

"I know let's go!" urged Mark.



Fantasy Fulfilled Ch. 02



Lying in bed with my first lover's cock still deep in my ass, I awoke to a new life and a million questions I didn't have the answers for. Less than a week before I hadn't ever been alone with or even kissed a man. Then, my progression to this state was fast and furious, and I couldn't be happier if it occurred any other way. Transforming myself from an alpha male to a willing and eager bottom in so little time was impossible to explain. All I knew was that I felt wonderful right now, and I was more than thankful for the change.

Somehow I had decided I wanted to suck a man till he came in my mouth, I wanted to fuck a man till we came together, and I wanted to be used by a caring, loving person. It sounded like a dream, and as I awoke I realized that here it was a dream come true. 

I can honestly say that I just had the best fuck of my life! And though there must have been countless thousands to compare it to, this was the most memorable. And as they say, you never forget your first fuck.

We woke up to the sound of the apartment door opening and Rick's flatmate returning. Rick told me to wait in bed till he talked to his mate Ken. He eased out of me, and thoughtfully slid my butt plug back into me, setting the unit on high as he kissed me before going into the next room.

I've only been living in Japan a short time and don't understand much of the language, so didn't pick up on too much of what they were saying, but evidently Ken wasn't upset at all. As a matter of fact,he sounded like he was in a jovial mood. I got the impression they were talking over details of what my next adventure would be. And, with my ass buzzing I was getting aroused again thinking about what was going to happen next.

Well, I didn't have to wait long before they came into the room and I beckoned for Ken to come closer. The thought of the first time I was with him, and the humungus explosion of cum he showered on me made me lick my lips in anticipation. He stood before me and I reached for his belt, unzipped his pants and stripped him down in no time flat. Rick encouraged me on as I started to lick his pole while laughingly telling him what a long time it'd been since we last met. Once the salutations were over, it was time to get down to work, and I was getting really aroused quickly.

I sucked his cock with guttural sounds emitting from my overfilled mouth and slurped up his pre-cum like it was manna from heaven. My dick was awakening as by now giving head was a huge turn-on for me. I laid on my back with my head hanging over the mattress so I could take more of it deeper down my throat. Still new at this, I gagged several times while attempting too much, but little by little was getting the hang of it. It came to me that gagging was a turn-on to Ken since every time I did, he would seem to go faster, but I was loving it, knowing how good he felt.

While I was being face-fucked by Ken, I had temporarily lost touch with Rick until I felt a wet tongue lick my cock head causing it to jump to attention. Then he took me all the way down his throat and started twisting the butt plug around in my hole. I was reaching new heights of ecstasy from which I knew I couldn't and wouldn't stop. So this is where I was, for the first time about to be fucked by two studs at the same time! 

The first thing Ken said for several minutes was, "Now is it my turn to fuck that ass?" I was guessing that was a question to Rick, but I blurted out, "Fuck my ass, Ken,yes, but please, I want you to cover my face with your hot cum when its time." The thought of all that cum he gave me three days before wouldn't escape my mind. Here I was, loosing all my shyness, talking like a street whore, and realizing that yes, I really loved the taste of cum and needed all I could get.

When Rick pulled out my plug and said, "He's all yours," Ken pretty much jumped over me, positioned me in a doggy style position, and without hesitation, rammed his shaft in up to the hilt. I screamed, but mostly from shock, not pain. He has a fairly large nut sack and immediately it was slapping against mine as he pounded me furiously. I was grunting with each thrust and started yelling, "Pound me, baby," and "Fuck me deeper, harder,harder!" What else could I say, he had no subtlety to his method, but it was beautiful never the less. 

While this was going on, Rick crawled up to the head of the bed and positioned himself to where I could get a good angle on his dick. His cock wasn't erect, but looked quite gorged, hanging down yet rather thick never the less. I opened my mouth and he guided it in. I slobbered all over it. It grew almost immediately and I thought I would cum right then and there. Between thrusts, I yelled, "Fuck my pussy, umm, fuck my mouth," and repeated it several times in slower and slower incantations.

Finally! A cock pounding my ass, and another fucking my face at the same time. The dream I had been having was now a reality.

I tried to do my best to suck Rick, but at times it was hard to concentrate on his cock with Ken pounding my ass so incessantly. I never thought that would be a problem, but several times the intensity of Ken's thrusting forced me to break away from Rick's cock. With my mouth temporarily free, I would scream, "Fuck me, Ken, don't stop, fuck that pussy," then pounce back on Rick's waiting dick.I was doing my best to please them both, and was determined to totally satisfy them.

I did notice that Ken was slowing down a bit, maybe he was exhausting himself. I would think no one could go so long so fast, so I suggested we change positions and I rolled over on my back. Rick was nice enough to add some lubricant to my gaping hole and it was scented like strawberry but was very soothing after Ken's incessant attack.

I think I helped by putting a pillow under my hips that hopefully gave a him better angle and turned my head to the side to take in Rick's waiting dick. This position gave me a better chance to use my hands while I sucked Rick. I wanted his seed in my gullet, he had already breeded me a few hours before and I was determined to make this a complete day for him.

However, I didn't have control of the situation, they were in total command, and I would do whatever they wanted. But, everything that happened so far had my stamp of approval. I had a beautiful cock pounding down my throat in a perfect rhythm while it coated my mouth with slow, steady stream of delicious pre-cum. And at the same time my well-oiled man pussy was being pounded with a large cock by a young stud who seemed to have the strength to go on and on. I continued to scream out, "Fuck me, Ken! Harder, deeper, deeper," not that he needed encouragement. And I would say, "Rick, you taste so good, I want you," but mostly I just would groan, moan, and make slobbering noises.

Rick started to pull back from me, saying he was getting close and didn't want to come yet so I suggested to Ken that they change places. That's what they did, and I took in Ken's cock, covered with his pre-cum, my love juices and surprisingly the sweetest strawberry taste one could imagine. I just hoped it didn't mask the flavor of Ken's load when it came.

So, here I was in my dream position, with Mr. Goodcum pounding my mouth again and Rick re-entering my ass. I concentrated on Ken's cock head, licking his pee hole and inducing even more pre-cum to be released. At the same time I squeezed his balls hoping it would push out all his seed. The thought of him exploding pushed me on harder, and Ricks renewed pounding of my ass intensified the whole body orgasm I felt building within me.

I looked up at Ken, and said, "Please squirt all your hot cum all over my face," and started jerking his shaft as I intensified the sucking of his mushroom head. Ken said he was ready and held my head tightly. Rick piped in that he was close too! I took the hint and started bucking like a mustang. I squeezed down on my sphincter to aid him as I felt Ken start to grow. I pulled his cock out of my mouth and jerked him as his first massive load hit the bridge of my nose and rolled down my cheek towards my mouth. As fast as I could, I shoved his shaft back into my mouth and received what must have been the mother of all ejaculations.

Ken screamed out as I got his second blast on my tongue and a third and fourth wave of nectar filled my mouth to the brim. I couldn't hold it all, some was leaking down my chin, but I knew none would escape being my happy meal. I felt like a wild animal! I sucked, moaned and growled as I tasted the best treat I ever had. I didn't want to swallow, just savor it, but there was so much that I had to slowly gulp down a little at at time. Mmmm, it was so good! 

How can I describe the ecstasy I was feeling? Rick yelled "Oh, fuck, I'm coming," and filled my ass again as I sucked Ken dry. He was trying to get me off his dick since it must've been sensitive by now, but I had both of them where I wanted them. I held Ken by his ass so he couldn't back off as Rick screamed like I would have if my mouth wasn't so filled. All thee of us were bucking in uncontrollable passion and I was the lucky one in the middle. Rick reached for and grabbed my cock and almost immediately I came also, giving him even more pleasure as my ass tightened around his dick and squeezed out all his remaining cum. He didn't stop pounding me and his lubricating cum sloshing around in my ass and escaping around the rim made for a wonderful sound.

With my face still covered with Ken's first shot, my whole body now felt numb from pleasure. I took his cock and use it like a paint brush to spread the cum on my face, but eventually scooped it all into my hungry mouth.

I now realized I am in love with cum! I can't get enough. Here I was with it filling my mouth, leaking out of my ass, running down my inner thigh and the feeling was out of this world. Ken finally escaped my fanatical cock attack and I was left lying there enjoying the wonderful taste. When Rick finally eased out of me,he then put a finger in my ass and scooped out some of his deposit and offered it to me. I was so turned on, I gulped his finger down my throat and sucked it like a cock. As we three embraced each other, I said with a large smile and total sincerity that I still wanted more cum. Ken eased down, licked my belly and sucked up my own deposit before transferring it to my mouth with a passionate kiss. We held each other while drifting off into a semi-conscious slumber. Thus ended my first true fuck.

How did I go thru life up to now without trying this sooner. Maybe it's a mid-life crisis, but I doubt it. Role playing? Perhaps to an extent as I always liked to please my sex partners and what can be more intense and pleasing than taking a man's load and sending him to such heights? I guess I am just lucky. I got broken in perfectly. Perhaps if I had been savagely used or treated like shit my first time could have been much less satisfying or even turned me off completely. As it was, I fell into a so-far perfect situation. Two younger men who give me all that I was missing up till now. And they leave me with the anticipation over what will happen next.



Fantasy Fulfilled Ch. 02



The story so far...

Ravi and Kavita were a happily married couple for nineteen years and had a healthy sexual life filled with experimentation with various sexual activities / fantasies. One of the fantasies that Ravi harboured was to watch Kavita have a good time with some other man. It remained a fantasy for a long time and both of them have good sex while Kavita would tell him made up stories of having sex with other men. But on a journey back to Mumbai, Kavita on an impulse, only trying to give a real feel of the fantasy to her husband, engaged in teasing him with a stranger, Narang travelling with them. The things got further and Kavita actually cuckolded Ravi. 

If you are still with me... Here is the tale of what happened next and also about their relationship, post this incident...

Chapter 2.

For Kavita nothing was as before; she was anxious not knowing how Ravi would take it. She started the whole thing on the notion that she will only tease Ravi and will give him a real feel of his fantasy but she got involved in it and could not stop herself. First time alone with Ravi after that night, she found out that he is indeed cuckolded; she can see it written all over his face. It was confirmed when he was obsessed with her boobs which have teeth marks left by Narang. They had a long talk over it and Kavita was relieved to find him happy and realised that he was going through all the emotions of a true loving cuckold. Kavita had a wonderful experience and knew it would be difficult for her to forget it. 

She could not help compare the two men. On one side was her husband whom she loved so much and who is so loving and caring towards her and on the other hand was this unknown guy who brought out the raw lust in her. She felt loved and cared with her husband but longed for the hard touch of a man, a man who could fuck her with animalistic rage and use her body for his pleasure. 

Almost fifteen days passed and they were in the bed.

Kavita grabbed Ravi's hairs and moaned softly as he licked her pussy, "Yesss... good boy..."

Ravi moved his tongue between the pussy lips and lapped eagerly feeling her arousal, he too was excited beyond control as they were in sixty nine positions and Kavita was slowly licking and stroking his hard manhood. 

"Was he rough with you," he spoke in hoarse voice, slightly lifting his head from her crotch.

"Don't stop..." she pushed back his head.

"Yes... he was..." she flicked her tongue over his shaft, "he took me very forcefully," she spoke arousing him further. 

Ravi knew this is not just some made up story from her this actually happened right under his nose. He witnessed her loud moans and cries when Narang fucked her. He started to eat her with renewed vigour while Kavita stroked and licked his cock with utmost care to prolong the pleasure as much as possible. Ravi kneaded her buttocks and drove his tongue deeper into the pussy and urged her to take him into her mouth.

The whole scene played and replayed in his mind, how till last minute he was not sure if Kavita would only tease him or will actually do it with Narang. He could not believe it when she undressed and went to his bed. He knew he could not last long and thrust forward his cock. Kavita too stopped teasing him and slurped in a large part of the cock inside her hot mouth. Almost instantaneously he started to cum. 

After having his pleasure he concentrated in pleasuring his wife who held her head with both hands and guided him. Kavita closed her eyes and enjoyed the moment, craving for the strong hands of Narang on her body, his mouth on her breasts, pinching and biting her. She grabbed one hand of Ravi and placed it over her boobs and moaned. 

"Harder..." she groaned, "take me...ugggg..." she bucked her groin and convulsed into a hard orgasm. 

...

"You know Narang called today," Kavita spoke to her husband after they finished eating each other and lay panting. 

"What he want," Ravi was all ears. 

"He called earlier also as I told you, he wants to continue... you know," she put her head on his chest. 

"What did you say," his breathing increased. 

"Off course I refused," she spoke quickly, "but you know I feel very bad, I have leaded him into this."

"He thought that I am in a bad marriage with you," she continued, "that is why all that happened and he was insisting that we should meet. He was not able to understand why I am saying no... so I told him the truth."

"What!!" he exclaimed, "You told him everything?"

"Yeah, I have to make him understand that everything is fine between us and that I am happy with my husband... he seems to understand and was even laughing at himself to be fooled so easily."

"Ohh."

"So what do you say, should we meet him," she asked. 

His heartbeat quickened as he realized that his wife is asking to be with another man. He snuggled closer to her and kissed her softly on her lips. 

"I don't know what you think." 

"I never thought that I would ever do it but it happened... Moreover I thought that you never let it happen in real although you were always excited about it... but you did... and you are pretty cool about it," she spoke slowly, caressing his hairs. "Now he is insisting for one more time... last time."

Ravi's heartbeat quickened as he listen to her, "do you want to do it," he spoke with a lump in his throat. 

"I think one last time won't hurt... if you are OK with it," she whispered almost choking. 

He felt a pang of jealously; meeting a man who has fucked your wife was never in his fantasies, but the thought that she wanted another man to fuck her, aroused him. The thrills from the fact that his wife was well fucked by a man were all that he ever thought. In his fantasies the other man never had a face or a feeling, its only sex, but now Narang is a real man about whom his wife is talking. Everything that happened or would happen would be for real and she likes it. 

Whenever he was in bed with his wife the 'other man' was always between them, not physically, but in his mind. It drives him crazy and he simply cannot get Kavita's word out of his mind 'He has left his mark on me.' This is what he wanted all the while, his hot wife and mother of two grown up daughters, to be taken by some stud while he watch. He cannot forget the lust on her face when she went to Narang. He kissed her all over her body. He was unconsciously being extra caring towards her as if protecting some precious thing, which belongs to someone else.

Kavita has told Ravi that she had done it one time and would not consider repeating it, but her resolve weakened when Narang called her. She was reminded of how erotic the experience was but she managed to somehow stall him. However, just fifteen days passed and she was considering letting the lust guide her instead of her mind, 'one last time and then never again, she will be a regular wife again.'

...

So it was fixed and Saturday night they were meeting Narang at his house for dinner. Kavita came out of the shower wrapped in a towel, water dripping from her wet hairs. She smiled and sat in front of the dresser drying her hairs. No matter how many times Ravi has seen her like this still it never fails to arouse him. She removed the towel and picked up a yellow panty from the drawer. He watched her slipping on the tiny panty over her buxom buttocks. The panty looks even smaller over her curvy frame, just the two triangles in the front and back. The front triangle was barely able to cover the fluffy and swollen cunt. He was mesmerised watching the mound hidden behind the tight fitting. 

"What are you looking at," she blushed, "go out and wait for me," she lovingly admonishes him and he reluctantly walked towards the living room. 

Ravi settled down in a sofa finding his daughters and father enjoying the highlights of Cricket World Cup match. 

"Wow!! What a shot," suddenly Neha their elder daughter shouted pointing at the TV. Ravi was snapped out of his trance and glanced at the TV.

"Where were you lost daddy," she asked, "you never saw that shot."

"I was thinking about the business and I can always look at the replay," he pointed at the replay of the shot being played.

"Since when did you start thinking about business," his father looked at him in an amused manner. 

All of them stared laughing including Kavita who just got into the living room and heard what her father said. Ravi knew it was all in good humour and he also laughed sheepishly. He looked at his wife and found her the same loving wife, mother and daughter-in-law who took care of the entire family. It's hard to imagine that she was the same women that day with him in the train and who is ready to go out with him to meet her lover. 

"Wow Mom!! You look great," Neha shouted excitedly as Kavita stepped out of the bedroom dressed in her usual saree, a blue one this time. 

Kavita smiled at her daughter's compliment, "and you don't wear this short pant when you go out, these are too short," she instructed her while Neha made a bad face. 

Neha was their elder daughter eighteen years old and was in last year of her school while Priya the younger one was sixteen. Both of them were after their mother and past their puberty, especially Neha who has grown up into a woman, her ass filling up the shorts and the breasts were barely able to be contained in the top she was wearing. She watched as her parents walked out for a dinner with a friend. 

Neha knew they won't be back till morning as her mom has already told her that if her dad drinks too much, she won't be driving back home late in the night. Neha smiled as she knew that the house would be her tonight, the granddad would soon retire to his room after having early dinner due to his health problems and the maid would leave around eight, which leaves Priya, who is no problem to manage. She intended to slip in her boyfriend to her bedroom tonight. 

...

Ravi drove the car and frequently glanced at his beautiful wife sitting on the front seat. She pushed her long hairs back and continued to look ahead on the street. Ravi was fighting the urge to turn around the car and drove back while Kavita was torn between the emotions of lust and love and could not bear to look at her husband. They arrived as per schedule around 7.30 in the evening. 

"Hello!!," Narang greeted them at the door. He was smiling and pushed his hand forward to Ravi. He shook hands with him mumbling something of a hello as he ushered them inside the flat. 

They stepped into a large living cum drawing room area and were seated on the sofa. Ravi fidgeterd nervously not knowing what to say under the situation, he felt intimidated. He looked at his wife for support but found none, she was also a bit blushed and looked around the neatly decorated hall. 

"Wow man!! You are great," suddenly Narang spoke to Ravi, "you are one hell of man to dare something like this," he spoke enthusiastically and Ravi managed to smile sheepishly. 

"That is a very bold step for both of you to act out the fantasy in real," he continued, "you fooled me well that night," he laughed out loud. The smile and laughter appears to be friendly and Ravi felt a bit relaxed as he didn't find those cocky looks which say 'I am the man who fucked you wife.'

"It was not our intention to fool you," Kavita explained, "it just happened on an instinct," she spoke self consciously. Ravi felt being left out as they continued to talk among themselves. 

...

The house was quite and Neha was anxiously waiting for her boyfriend's call while Priya idles in front of the TV. Riyan, her boyfriend was one year senior to her in school and now he was doing BTech. Neha hope to join BTech with him in another six months. They were good friends since childhood and as they grew up the opposite sex had some sparks. She had never allowed him to go any further than kissing and a bit of petting, although he had been insisting for sex. Tonight Neha decided that she will give him what he wanted; she wanted to lose her virginity tonight. Riyan seems to be the perfect guy to her for giving her most valuable treasure. 

Neha was nervous about tonight, she had not told Riyan about it and wanted to let the things take its own shape without her planning for it. She had talked to her few experienced friends and also searched on the internet about first time sex, but whatever she learned didn't gave her much confidence. Finally the mobile rang and she talked quickly in hushed tone. Priya noticed her sister's behaviour and was suspicious when she quietly opened the front door. Riyan was already waiting outside, he hesitantly slipped in. Priya's eyes widened but Neha shushed her by putting a finger on her lips. She giggled as she knew about them while Neha begged her to be discrete. 

...

Ravi played a good host and served drinks while Kavita took only soft drinks, Ravi was happy as he needed a strong drink to calm his nerves. They had drinks and food which he has ordered from a restaurant and continued to talk while Ravi mostly kept to him. Narang managed to bring the topic back again and again on the night spent in the train. He showered her with praises, how bold she is, how beautiful she is. Kavita seem to enjoy the compliments and slowly started to open up. 

"It would be really exciting for you," suddenly he spoke to Ravi, "how do you feel that now you are a cuckold." 

Ravi was abashed by such a direct question and was not ready for it, he glanced at Kavita who was blushing. He didn't know what to say his face turned red with embarrassment. 

"But I must say it's very unfair to me," he spoke, "while the two of you know what was happening I was in the dark thinking that I am a big stud who is able to seduce a married beauty," he spoke in such a voice as if he was the victim. 

"Are you complaining," Kavita asked.

"How can I complain," he smiled, "It was a night I can never forget," he moved beside Kavita. 

"I must say I have never seen such a beautiful and adventurous woman," he held her hand. Ravi felt hurt as he was half expecting that Kavita may push his hands away but she did nothing. What is he thinking, this is the reason they are here... she is here to fuck him. He found her glowing in excitement and looked heavenly. But all of it is for this man. He breathed hard and took a big gulp of the drink. 

...

Riyan could not believe his luck that he was alone with Neha in her bedroom, the door was locked from inside and she was in his arms. He kissed her full lips and caressed her curves; his hand slowly reached inside the small tshirt onto the heavenly globs. He was half expecting that she will stop him but he was pleasantly surprised when she didn't object and he cupped a handful of her tits. The flesh felt so soft and cushy, the erect nipple brushed against his palm. He greedily sucked on the lips and pumped the boobs. 

"Ouch..." she groaned as he pressed hard.

"Ah... sorry... I am really sorry," he released his grip and was fearful that he has hurt her.

"Stupid," she giggled loud while Riyan looked at her foolishly. She quickly pulled off her tshirt and her firm young breasts were on display as she wore no bra. Riyan's eyes went wide as he saw her topless, the white globs with pinkish areolas and very erect nipples. She held both his hands and put them on her breasts. 

"Not too hard... Ok," she whispered feeling shy. This is the first time he has seen and felt the breasts of a woman, he was very happy that his persistence with her had helped her to move a step ahead with her. He massaged them, licked them and nibbled the tout nipples between his teeth. She moaned hard and pushed her head back on the pillow but this time Riyan, wiser from his recent experience didn't stop, but went on to suck them harder. 

He played on with the breasts for a long time not knowing when she would stop all this. He caressed her flat abdomen and fiddled with the zipper on the shorts. He knew he was pushing his luck when he pulled down the zipper, half expecting that there would be a whack on his back and his dream would end. But no interruptions and his fingers met the cotton panties, wet and stuck to the hot crotch. He glanced at Neha's closed eyes and trembled with excitement. 

Without wasting time he pulled out her shorts and panty and also got rid of his clothes. He climbed over her putting her knees on her either sides and tentatively placed her hand on to his throbbing cock. Neha opened her eyes as the hot meat filled her palm. She looked at the rod of flesh in her hand and gently pulled the foreskin back to reveal the pink bulbous head. 

"Bring the KY Jelly and a towel," she whispered pointing towards the bathroom. 

...

Kavita was feeling nervous as Narang started to pull her closer and she glanced towards her husband. She knew that this is going to give him pain but he has to go through this suffering to achieve what he is craving for. The true contentment of being a cuckold is in the agony of watching your wife in lust for another man and knowing that she enjoys him using her for his manly exploits. Kavita relaxed in his arms. 

There was a silence in the room except for the noise of the air conditioner. Narang caresses her soft body in his arms moving his palm over her hairs, cheeks and neck. Ravi fidgeted with his glass and tried not to look directly at them. He felt angry with Narang for caressing her so lovingly and with Kavita for falling for his smooth tricks. 'Why don't you just fuck her,' his mind screamed, 'take out your big cock and just put it inside her pussy.' He was further annoyed when Narang turned her head and placed his mouth over her quivering lips. 

He watched in anguish as Narang kissed her full lips and Kavita's eyelids slowly shut and mouth opened to kiss him back. Ravi felt difficult to breathe as he watched their tongues meet and exchanged saliva. He realized in horror that he has no control over this reality, Narang is not just going to put his cock inside her, he will also explore his wife's entire body very intimately, the way only he should be allowed to do. He is not just going to fuck her but will make love to her. Narang's one hand was now on her blouse and he was cupping her firm boobs. He could not bear it anymore and almost jumped up from his seat. His sudden movement distracted Kavita and she opened her eyes to found him standing facing against her.

"Are you OK, honey," she was alarmed.

Ravi could not speak and he walked a step away feeling helpless. Kavita realized that he is hurt; she wiggled out of Narang's grip and ran to him and hugged him tightly showering kisses on his face. 

"I love you honey," she cooed several time and continued to kiss him. 

Narang was enraged as his fuck toy slipped out of his hands. He gritted his teeth, "asshole... why he need to come along," he was not able to control his temper at this unwanted interruption and wanted to kick his ass. 

Ravi was surprised and also happy when he saw that she is so concerned about him. He felt elated and knew Narang is nothing but a fuck toy for her and that he is Kavita's real love. But his happiness was short lived as she touched his hard cock and giggled, "You... you... you scared me... you naughty." 

"Darling, I know it's very difficult for you to watch," she caressed his hairs and spoke seriously, "why don't you wait in the spare bedroom." Ravi was crestfallen, his heart leaped out at the suggestion. 

"I will tell you everything in morning," she whispered secretively. 

'Morning!! She is planning to stay the night with him,' Ravi didn't know what to say. Narang, who was listening to everything, stepped closer as he doesn't want to let go of the golden opportunity. He hugged Kavita from behind poking his cock on her ass. 

"Why are you getting so impatient," she giggled while Narang pulled her away from Ravi. He turned her around and clutched her in his strong arms like a hawk grips his prey. Ravi watched her as she wiggle and giggle in his arms. 




Fantasy Fulfilled Ch. 02



Narang didn't want to delay things further or to give them any chance to reconsider the matter. He quickly placed his mouth over her lips and started to pull her Saree. Kavita fidgeted feeling shy in front of her husband, but Narang managed to expose her thighs. 

Ravi watched the slow surrender of his wife into this man's strong arms and the pain slowly turned into a tingling sensation. He wanted his wife to have a good time and was no longer agitated as before. Narang raised her saree further and exposed the yellow panty, the tiny fabric barely covering the swollen pussy. His firm hands spread her smooth thighs apart and pinched the flesh making her squirm. 

"Isn't she hot... would you please take her panty out for me," he asked Ravi wanting to take control of the proceedings. 

Undressing his wife for this man to fuck, the thought itself sent ripples of lewd sensation in his body, he saw his wife looking at him intently. He stood undecided for a full minute and then slowly stepped towards them. 

"Hold the saree and don't let it fall back," Narang asked Kavita who meekly complied.

Ravi knelt in front of his wife and untied the knot holding the tiny fabric. He peeled if off revealing a very wet vagina. He was so close that he can smell her arousal and he kept kneeling in front of her mesmerised by the beauty of the freshly shaven pussy. 

"Thanks a lot Ravi," Narang spoke, "now you can rest here while I take your wife to the bedroom, its better if you leave us alone... she would not be able to enjoy much in your presence." 

Ravi wanted to watch him fuck her, wanted to watch his cock slide in and out of her pussy, but he didn't speak a word as Narang slowly walked her inside the bedroom. He felt so alone, so abandoned as the door closed. 

Kavita relaxed once she was alone with Narang as in the presence of her husband she felt inhibited. Narang pulled her along with him on the bed and she traced the outline of his hard cock through his pants. She was waiting for this moment for last so many days, she eagerly unbuckled him and pulled his pants and underwear down and off. She drew in breath at the sight of his exposed dick. 

He pushed her on the bed and climbed over her, tugging and mauling her breast firmly. She exhaled at his hard touch and immediately the lust took over as she saw the manly urges in his eyes. She felt the difference of raw passion from the tender love making as Narang took control of her body. Without further adieu he raised her legs high and wide and pushed himself all the way in.

"Ahhh...mummy," she threw her head back in ecstasy.

He started to pound her pussy hard. Kavita lay with her legs wrapped around her waist enjoying every thrust. Narang was in no hurry and he fucked her hard and fucked her long. Kavita enjoyed giving in completely to him and cum twice in quick successions which she didn't remember doing in a long long time. 

Ravi was staring blankly at the closed door of the bedroom. He was shaking with unknown emotions, something which he has never experienced before. His cock was painfully hard since long time and he adjusted it before sitting down on the sofa. He mixed himself another drink and took the glass to his lips with shaking hands. Waiting alone gave him an opportunity to think what he has done. He has brought his wife to her lover so that they can fuck. He has never seen his wife so aroused and he felt content knowing that she will be fucked well by this man; her beautiful body will be ravished by this man. He was on a high, a sexual high and he didn't want to masturbate as he doesn't want to come down from that high. He knew that this won't be the last time, there would be many more. 

After the intense sex they lay exhausted in each other's arms. Kavita felt guilty as she knew that she is doing this not for her husband's fantasy but for her own sexual fulfilment. She was scared as she cuddled with him, she didn't want to develop any feelings for him apart from raw sex but she could not help it and enjoyed being wrapped by his strong body. She kissed his smooth chest feeling the afterglow of sex and knew he will be hard soon. He nudged her to continue kissing him and pushed her head lower on his abdomen. Kavita knew what he wanted. 

She slipped lower all the way kissing and licking his body and stroking the semi-erect cock. With her big eyes she looked upward towards him before taking him in her mouth. 

"Ahhh...," Narang moaned as the hot mouth engulfed his cock head. He felt a power over this beautiful woman who was stretching her pretty lipstick adorned lips around his wide cock. He placed a hand on the back of her head and slipped his cock deeper in her mouth. The cock quickly expanded to its maximum and stretched her mouth. She knows that what she is doing is way beyond the call of duty of a loving wife but felt a perverse pleasure and brushing aside all the thoughts, feed on to the thick cock. 

...

"AHHHHH... MAAHHH...Slowly...," Neha stuffed the sheet into her mouth to muffle her cries as Riyan pushed inch by inch into her tight vagina. He felt his cock was gripped tightly by the pussy and was not able to control himself as he slammed home his six inches. Once in he slowly started to move and the well lubricated pussy provided little resistance. 

"Ahh... no...mummy...," she felt the pain surged through her body with every movement. She tried to push him away but he was now in frenzy and cannot be stopped. He grabbed her legs and started to pound her faster and faster. Couple of minutes and her pussy accepted the assault, sensations vibrating through her body. As she started to feel good Riyan grunted and bucked harder spurting his semen deep inside her. 

He lay panting over her while she hugged him.

"Sorry I didn't have any condoms with me," he apologized, "I love you..." he kissed her, "If you get pregnant we will get married."

She laughed forgetting her pain, "and what if I don't," she asked. 

"Still we will marry, but it will be sometimes later," he spoke. Neha smiled knowing that she already had a morning after pill to take care of this. As he got down he saw the towel under her, soaked with blood. 

"Ohh my god... so much blood," he was aghast. She folded the towel and used it to wipe her pussy. 

"Are you happy now that I have given you what you wanted?"

He hugged her tightly, "I love you Neha."

...

First light of the morning started to pour in from the open window and Kavita got up with a start. She looked around and realized she was still in bed with Narang who was sleeping oblivion to the whole world. She quickly got up and pulls his shirt over her nude body as she opened the door. Ravi was stretched out on the sofa itself. 

She sat beside him and caressed his hairs. Ravi slowly opened his eyes and saw his wife beside him. Her hairs were dishevelled and she was wearing a loose fitting shirt. He realized whose shirt it is and where from she is comming. She kissed him on forehead, "I love you honey."

"I love you too," he hugged her. 

"Let's go home."



Fantasy Fulfilled Ch. 02



She seemed to collect herself and responded thusly: "I want to be making love to another woman with my mouth rather than be sucking another man's cock!"

We had it! That was it. Simple, until I began to consider the logistics of what she'd said. Right, trying to figure out how to do that, considering the required comfort of all participants so they all could experience the ultimate joy of helping to bring to fruition, the ultimate fantasy of another - well, I couldn't figure out how to make it work with just a simple bed. We had to have a 'contraption', purpose-built for each of the participants and integrated into a 'whole' (pardon the pun).

Then, I remembered something. While I hadn't personally witnessed it, I had heard others talking about shows that were put on, on the stage downstairs, where some sort of contraption probably was used by the performers! I was really getting excited about this, because I could see a possible way to get it accomplished for Bronwyn. OK, good, I think I'm sure what Bronwyn's role will be and there's an excellent possibility we know what Dana's role would be. Now, we just have to firm up mine and Jason's roles and find a couple of other guys that Bronwyn would be interested in having fill in the other two positions. Seemed simple, but it still seemed to me there still was a lot to do to get it all done. I suddenly realized I needed to talk to the owner of the club.

I mentioned this to Jason and he said, "No sweat. John is one of my good clients. I know him well. Let's go see him right now. He'd be downstairs in his office, I expect."

I asked Bronwyn if it would be all right with her if Jason and I did that and she said, "Yes, honey. I'll be fine here with Dana." Bronwyn turned and playfully tweaked Dana on one of her tits. Yahoo! We now were certain of Dana's role!

I shifted Bronwyn off my lap toward Dana. They immediately began caressing each other, softly and tenderly, as only women can do. Then, I stood with Jason and we went downstairs to see the club owner, John Williamson.

Jason was right, John was sitting in his office, at his desk, doing something on his computer. As he saw us enter, he jumped up, came around the desk to meet us and grabbed Jason's hand, shaking it heartily. 

"Hey, Jason, always good to see you!" and slapped him on the back. "And who's your friend?" "Your face looks familiar. Have you been to the club before?"

Jason introduced us and John grabbed my proffered hand, shaking it firmly. "Well, Jason, what's the occasion? Something I can do for you - name it, it's yours!" We told John about Bronwyn's ultimate fantasy wish. He listened attentively. When we were done telling him everything we thought we knew, he said, "Gentlemen, this is not new. We've staged this before. It's rare, but we've done it and know how to set it up so it's a marvelous experience and very fulfilling for everybody concerned."

John went on, "And, we already have all the necessary equipment, props, etc., to make this an 'ultimate' experience!"

Then he turned directly to me and said, "Brett, I'd like to meet your Bronwyn. She sounds very special, very special indeed! And, Jason, I'd like to meet Dana, too. They both sound special!"

Jason and I looked at each other, nodded and I said, "Would it be an imposition if we went and got them right now and worked to finalize the arrangements with you?"

"Certainly not!" John said, "Let's do it, partner!" I would find out later what 'partner' meant.

Jason and I left his office and went upstairs to get the girls. They were not there where we'd left them! Oh my God! I thought, what has happened? Are they all right?

We both looked at each other and said at the same time, "Better check out other areas!"

We first went to the Orgy Room area. Nope, not there. OK, next we went to the Lesbian Room. Ahhh, there they were. Thank God! Dana was leaning up against the back wall, with her legs splayed out in front of her. Bronwyn was on her hands and knees, between Dana's spread thighs, avidly devouring Dana's sopping pussy, working her tongue and lips rapidly, but softly, all over Dana's sweet hole, up and down her labia and back and forth over her clit.

With Bronwyn on her hands and knees facing away from us, we could easily see Bronwyn's glistening pussy below her hiked up dress. It was beautiful, I thought! Bronwyn also had two fingers in Dana's hole and was pumping them rapidly in and out putting particular pressure on the top of Dana's vagina, attacking her g-spot, I learned later. Dana was thrashing her head from side to side, moaning loudly. From the contractions I could observe, Dana was about to explode!

Dana's hands were on the back of Bronwyn's head and she was pulling Bronwyn's face hard into her pussy. Dana's face was contorted; she was gasping for air and thrashing about. It was all Bronwyn could do to keep her position between Dana's milky thighs.

Indeed, as we watched, Dana did explode, squirting juice all over Bronwyn's face. I'd never actually seen this phenomenon before, but had heard about it. Based on Dana's reaction to this whole thing, I knew I needed to learn how to do this for Bronwyn. Well, that's another story.

Bronwyn lapped up all of Dana's juice she could and then gently laid her head on Dana's tummy. Dana continued to lie there, stroking Bronwyn's hair tenderly, lovingly. Yes, women are special in this universe. They know how to love! And how to make love!

When they both seemed to have recovered, we knocked on the glass to get their attention. They both looked up, saw us and broad smiles came over their faces as they beamed at us. Now, we felt special! They jumped up, came to the door of the room and rushed out, each wrapping their arms around their 'chosen one' squealing with glee. Both were flushed and still, very excited.

We told them about John, the owner of the club, and that he wanted to meet with all of us together, so we could complete the planning for Bronwyn's ultimate fantasy "excursion". And indeed, it would prove to be the trip of her lifetime and for me! But, again, that's for later. We all looked at each other and laughed, giddily, like little kids and wrapped around each other, we walked downstairs to John's office. He looked up as he saw us approaching, stood up quickly and came to greet us, smiling broadly. "You must be Bronwyn. Well, Brett wasn't exaggerating, you're beautiful! Oh and you must be Dana!" He beamed at her admiringly. "Wow! This office hasn't seen this much beauty in it for a long time, if ever!"

He lavished praise on the girls' attributes. They both just beamed. John certainly knew how to make a girl feel good about herself. Then, too, he was a connoisseur of female beauty - he'd seen a lot of it and up close!

John went on, "Bronwyn. Brett and Jason have given me some data about what you want to do, but there are a couple of points I need to work out with you if we're going to really pull this off as an ultimate experience for you." "It's not likely we can do this on just a bed. We'll probably need some special equipment. And we couldn't fit that special equipment, on short notice, into the relatively small Orgy Room, but we could..."

Bronwyn interrupted, "No problem! I don't want to do it in that tiny room anyway. My fantasy calls for my doing this in front of a big crowd!" she insisted.

John beamed, yes, perfect, a center stage performance! And a hot one at that! He definitely looked delighted! "All right," he began slowly, "but if we're going to do this on the center stage, I need to be sure the audience will see something they delight in. Could all of you strip down so I can see what you look like naked?"

Of course, Bronwyn was quickest, she only had a snap and a hook to undo and her dress was on the floor. She stood there proudly. Her body was glorious in every respect and I could see John thought so, too, judging by the big bulge that began to grow in his pants as he stared at her, open-mouthed.

Talking of bulges, Jason was no slouch, either. As he stepped out of his boxers, his fine eight-inch rod stood to attention, slapping up against his belly. Both Bronwyn and Dana looked at it appreciatively, licking their lips and squirming.

Dana was next. She had already dropped her skirt, still loose from Bron's onslaught on her pussy. Her lovely, young, trimmed, but swollen pussy still sparkled from its recent ravishment. As she removed her top, her beautifully shaped breasts sprang into view. Really, her breasts are breathtaking!

I was, as usual, the last. As I stepped out of my underpants, my seven and a half inch cock bent up to salute my abs. My cock was not as long as Jason's, but it was definitely bigger around, an attribute not lost on some women and my Bronwyn was one of them. She looked over at me and smiled, lustfully! John looked us all over very carefully, seeming to study us minutely. I learned later, he was a superb showman and was considering our every attribute and fitting it properly into the design of the show, visualizing what each of our roles would be to the finest detail.

Then, he said, "I'll need to get certain of your physical measurements so the stage and equipment can be properly set up. We'll also need to do a short 'dress rehearsal' before the show, some day around dinner time, before the club opens up, in order to do any last minute adjusting.

"If you'll all please wait here for a moment, I'll get my staff to come in and get those measurements. These people are professionals, so you needn't worry about the results. I tell them what's needed and wanted and they produce it. I never worry about it, once they've put in their two cents and all has been agreed to."

Bronwyn, ever conscious of our financial condition, asked John, "This sounds pretty fancy! What is this going to cost us?"

John looked at her admiringly and said to me, "Brett, you definitely have a winner here!"

Then, he turned to Bronwyn and said, "Bronwyn, this will be a special event, announced in advance, the event, not who's involved, we keep those things as confidential as we can, and tickets will be sold for admission. From past experience, I can assure you this show will be a sellout! Of course, I'll arrange for other acts to precede yours, but you will be the main event! And I'll give you fifteen percent of the gross take!"

Now I knew what he meant when he said 'partner'! He'd planned all along to convince Bronwyn to perform in front of a crowd. At that moment, three others, a guy and two young girls came into the office with clipboards and tape measures. We were on our way...

John continued speaking to Bronwyn, "Now there still is one more thing to settle. I've got a good handle on what roles Dana, Jason and Brett will play - you'll want Brett to be able to see you as much as possible throughout the performance and still participate. After all, I'm sure he's very familiar with your pussy - and Jason is built just right to handle your lovely ass. And, since Dana's here, I assume you'll want to suck her pussy out. Have I got this right so far?"

Bron nodded, yes.

"But, we don't have anyone yet named for you to jerk off and who'll play with your gorgeous tits. We need two. Now, I know of twins, young men who would be delighted to have you share your fantasy with them. But, I'd like you to meet them and concur. Should I call for them right now? I know they're here tonight."

Bronwyn was thrilled! This man certainly knew what he was about and he had resources, she thought. "Sure," she said, "let's meet them!"

He drew one of the young ladies aside and told her to go find the Thompson twins and to bring them back.

Well, Bron, I thought, you sure know how to make things go right!

The guy and one young girl simply went about their business, measuring all kinds of parts of our bodies, including the length, girth and shape of our penises, the distance from the floor to the top of our penises, the distance between Bronwyn's knees to her pussy, the length of Bronwyn's arms, the diameter of various points on her thighs, the same for Dana, figuring how to position Bronwyn so she could suck Dana's pussy, making very brief sketches and so on and on. I felt confident this was going to be a first class experience.

I also began to realize that more than platforms or beds would probably be involved. I visualized Dana being in a sling! Interesting! Well, we'll see what's to be at the dress rehearsal, I thought.

Just then, the 'messenger' returned with the Thompson twins - Bronwyn nearly swooned...they were two, identical 'Greek statues of young boys from the Golden Age'!! About six feet tall, with dark brown, tousled, naturally curly hair, well-defined muscularly, but slender, much as I am, lightly-haired above their beautiful swinging, circumcised cocks. Their bodies flushed with color as they took in Bronwyn, staring at them, beginning to breathe heavily, her gorgeous breasts rising and falling as she gasped at the beauty before her.

As they returned Bronwyn's stare, they ogled her from stem to stern and their cocks began to twitch and grow, finally, standing straight out and proud, in full rigid erection. They both flushed again as they continued to stare, open-mouthed at Bronwyn. There seemed to be a natural attraction to her in spite of the fact that a younger, very beautiful girl, Dana, was there, too.

A kind of magnetism was drawing the three of them together and they gradually merged as Bronwyn went over to them, knelt down on her knees, reached out and, alternating between the two of them, drew their cocks into her wet mouth, back and forth, back and forth, first one and then the other. She was fellating both of them at the same time! Their contorted faces showed they were really enjoying this, tremendously!

And so was Bronwyn, as she ravenously went from one to the other, lashing at them with her tongue and lips, drawing them as far in as she could. Rocking back and forth before them, doing double-duty, as it were. She fingered their balls, as she swept hungrily from one to the other.

Suddenly, one of the twins, jerked, moaned loudly and thrust his cock deep into Bronwyn's warm, wet mouth. His body continued to jerk, as spasm after spasm hit him, obviously in the throes of cumming in her mouth. Bronwyn was gulping as fast as she could. Still, flows of cum appeared at the corners of her mouth and trickled down her chin.

In the meantime, the other twin continued to pull at his own cock. Almost immediately, he arched his back, thrusting out, spurting his thick, white sperm all over Bronwyn's face and chin, the last spurts dropping onto her lovely, heaving breasts.

At that, both of the twins dropped onto their knees and began to lick the errant cum off Bronwyn's body, obviously savoring that covering her lovely breasts, licking and sucking her globes, but paying particular attention to her proud, hard nipples. She was in heaven...

Then, abruptly, her body began to shiver and twitch and she plunged over the top with an extremely intense orgasm of her own. Her thighs tightened, spasming and a flood appeared beneath her knees on the floor. She breasts heaved as she fought for breath, gasping out her joy! Hugging, indeed, clutching at both young men, all the while.

As her breathing steadied, they all stood and embraced each other, running their hands softly over each other's shoulders, backs and bottoms. Then, they all stood apart. There was complete silence in the room.

John broke it, as he said, in a hushed and awed tone, "Well, I guess the audition was successful!"

Bronwyn said gently, "Yes, they're perfect additions. I couldn't ask for more!" Both young men beamed and said they'd be very happy to perform with Bronwyn at any time, giving her obvious flows of appreciation and gratitude.

She clearly had not yet fully recovered from her most recent performance, as she cuddled up to me, gently tugging at my very rigid cock. She smiled up at me with a very warm and contented look, stroking my cock very slowly and running her fingertips lightly around my butt. Here was one happy girl. I reveled in it, I love her so!

John checked with his assistants to ensure their work had been done and then turned to us, saying, "OK! Seems we're done for now, except for one thing - it'll take my people about a week to assemble all they need and prepare for the dress rehearsal. We also should have some time to advertise among the club patrons to develop ticket sales. So, that suggests we schedule the performance for, say, two weeks from tomorrow - Saturday night is the most popular night. It's then, we have the biggest crowds. Does that sound OK with all of you?" We all nodded our agreement.

"OK then! It's set!" John said with finality as we all turned and started for the door. John called after us, "Bronwyn, you're a natural and a damned good one at that! About the best I've seen!"

Bronwyn, of course, beamed! And responded with a lusty, "Thank you!"

And it continues further...look for Chapter 3 of Fantasy Fulfilled by SilverFox300 coming soon. 



Fantasy Fulfilled Ch. 03



I owe a deep debt of gratitude to Angel_Love (a Volunteer Editor) for graciously and competently taking on the task of editing this, my second submission to Literotica. Without her guidance and sharp eye, I don't think I would have got by the 'censors'. I'm blessed though as she's agreed to edit all my submissions and I'm going to take her up on that! For any of you out there who are the least bit hesitant about submitting a story, get in communication with Angel_Love as you'll get all the help and encouragement you need to become successful submitting stories for publication in Literotica.

I wasn't sure what would happen next, so didn't suggest that we get dressed. Bronwyn and I, with Jason and Dana in tow, went out onto the main floor, each couple with their arms wrapped around each other, holding their clothes. 

I noticed Bronwyn looking around, taking in the room and visualizing her performance in this large space, crowded with admiring people. She had a dreamy look on her face. Suddenly, she stopped and turned to me, saying, somewhat breathlessly, "Darling, I've never had a cock up my ass!"

Then, she turned to Jason and whispered, "Would you be so kind as to help me with something?

He nodded his agreement and said, "Sure!"

Bronwyn whispered something into Dana's ear - Dana giggled, clapped her hands and jumped up and down, her gorgeous breasts bouncing delightfully. Dana looked at me, smiled lustfully and came to me, wrapping her arms around me and grinding her pussy into my thigh. Well, since Bronwyn now knew all about us, the restrictions were off! That was the message I got.

Then Bronwyn looked at each of us in turn and said with lust in her voice, "Don't you agree we need some practice, before the big show? Really, we are just amateurs, and we're expected to put on a professional show! Well, then, let's become professional. After all, we all know that 'practice makes perfect'!"

With that, she led us all, hand in hand, up the stairs to the Orgy Room. Once there, Bronwyn turned to Jason and asked, "Could you get some of that KY over there and bring it to me? You and I will need it!"

Then, she knelt down on all fours on the edge of the bed (which happened to be unoccupied at that moment), spread her legs wide and stuck her ass up in the air.

Jason returned and she asked him to lube up her asshole and his 'lovely cock' (her words) and slowly, gently stick it into her asshole. She told him she'd never been ass-fucked before, so wanted him to approach her with gentleness and try to avoid hurting her too much.

He glanced at Dana, who immediately nodded her approval.

First, Jason knelt behind Bronwyn and began to lick all over her pussy, up and down the lips, back and forth as he moved up and down. Very soon, it was obvious her pussy was sopping wet! Then, he began to shift the focus of his tonguing up to her pretty little brown asshole, while his fingertips continued to stroke softly over her pussy. His tongue began a large circle around her ass cheeks, gradually narrowing in to her tight little sphincter. As he got closer and closer to her hole, Bronwyn was squirming and gripping the bed cover tightly. She was building to an orgasm! Jason was good! He'd done this before and knew how to get the maximum pleasure out of it for both participants.

As Dana and I watched Jason's ministrations to Bronwyn, we began to fondle each other. Dana was standing with her legs slightly parted, her pussy glistening! As my lightly skimming fingertips flew across her gorgeous breasts, I lingered for some moments, lightly flicking her engorged, hard nipples and pinching and pulling on them tenderly. She moaned, gripped my raging hard-on and began to stroke it very slowly with her soft hand. Her other hand shot to her pussy and she began to rub it, continuing to moan, more loudly now.

Jason, having got to the center of his attention, for the first time, touched Bronwyn's sphincter gently with his tongue. She shuddered and gasped. He inserted his tongue ever so slightly and she squirmed with delight. Then, he began to actually thrust his tongue rapidly in and out of her nut-brown bud, not deeply, but just enough to titillate the nerves there. He was being very slow and gentle, and teasing at the same time.

Bronwyn bucked hard, pushed her ass back at Jason's face and orgasmed, loudly screaming her passionate release. Her pussy gushed and Jason held her bucking hips tightly until she calmed, breathing raggedly, her lovely full breasts heaving. She had never experienced an 'ass' orgasm before. It was fantastic! She wanted more! She was now filled with lust as she turned back to Jason and thanked him, urging him to now fuck her asshole, hard!

He picked up the tube of KY and smeared a generous amount on her asshole and his fingers of one hand. With that hand, he gently thrust first one finger, then two, and finally, three fingers into her, up to the first knuckle only, but increasing their depth until they were fully into her with each stroke, slowly working them in and out of her hole. She was moaning with pleasure and her breath was again, ragged as she built to still another orgasm.

Jason, sensing this, removed his fingers and quickly spread the KY up and down the length of his cock, leaving some excess on the head of it. Then, he moved up closer to Bronwyn and placed the head of his cock against her nut-brown hole, which was gaping a little by this time.

Bronwyn, feeling this touch, thrust back hard and impaled herself on the first couple of inches of his long, slim shaft. She grunted and began to move back and forth herself, riding his prick with short movements.

Jason began to slowly push himself forward so that more and more of his rigid cock was taken in by her.

Then, it was all the way in and Jason stopped thrusting, but just let his cock stay there, fully into her ass.

She seemed to shiver again, feeling the fullness in her body and then began to very slowly rock back and forth again. No one touched her pussy! As she increased the tempo of her thrusting back and forth, Jason kept his cock still, providing her with the opportunity to control the action.

Her tempo increased to a rapid pace, her hair was flying to and fro, her body was shuddering, and her breathing came in loud gasps. Now, she was ravishing her pussy with her fingers of one hand. Suddenly, she thrust back, fully impaling herself on his long shaft, and screamed out her orgasm as her body shook with the force of it, her face contorted in the intense pleasure of it.

Jason held her hips firmly to prevent her from collapsing off his cock - he wanted her to experience the feeling of fullness throughout her orgasm. She seemed to have gone limp, but was breathing softly. She turned back and looked at Jason with glazed eyes.

"Oh, my God!" she said, "That was the most fantastic orgasm I've ever had! The orgasm was all over my entire body! Oh, thank you, thank you!"

He began to pull his still rigid cock out of her and she said, "No, no!"

She thrust back onto his cock, burying it again to the hilt and said, "You haven't cum yet, have you? Fuck me more until you cum, too! Inside me! I want your sweet cum to fill my ass!"

"But, this time," she breathed, "I want you to control the action. Fuck me, Jason; fuck my tight ass with your lovely big cock. Ravish my asshole! Cum in me, cuumm in meeee!" she screamed as she held her ass up to him and gripped the bed cover tightly with her fists.

Inasmuch as he was still floating on the edge of the orgasm that had been building in his balls while she fucked him; after only a few deep thrusts into her, he stiffened, thrust all the way into her and his cock burst with his seed, seeming to fill up her body.

She thrashed about, moaning her pleasure as she felt his gooey, hot cum splash into the depths of her body. She shuddered, stiffened, and had another orgasm roar through her!

They both collapsed in a heap, his cock still in her, both breathing a bit raggedly and heaving for air. She could feel cum ooze out from around his cock, buried in her, and felt it flow down to her pussy lips. She loved the feeling...

By this time Dana and I, watching this pure lust displayed in front of us, were at fever pitch ourselves! She pulled me over to the bed, lay down with her legs spread wide and pulled me by the cock into her. She quickly wrapped her legs around my lower back and pulled me fully into her and held me there, slowly working her pelvis back and forth, rubbing her clit against the base of my cock.

Yes, now that Bronwyn knew all about what was going on between Dana and me, the gates were wide open - I'll say! This was infinitely better than being a voyeur, only allowed to watch as she was being pleasured - now, I could be the one giving her pleasure! I basked in the incredible joy of it!

As she pushed her clit against me, I could feel her little shivers. I began to time thrusts with her rubs and soon we were in an ever quickening rhythm. Relax, thrust, relax, thrust, going faster and faster, until I was literally pistoning in and out of lovely Dana's sopping pussy, withdrawing a few inches, then driving in till our pubes slammed against each other. She began to shudder and grip me tighter to her, her body stiffening as she rose to an intense, overwhelming orgasm. Mine was right there, too.

We exploded together, my spurting cock buried all the way in her and her holding it there with a vice-grip around my buttocks with her legs. We rocked as one on the bed, loudly shouting out our mutual lust! Slowly, we recovered our awareness, our breathing soft and gentle. I was still buried deep in Dana, but was softening slowly. She stirred and her legs relaxed their grip on me, spreading herself widely to me again.

She looked at me, the glaze beginning to lift from her eyes. She smiled warmly, hugged me with her whole body and said, "Bronwyn was right, she told me you were an outstanding lover and you are - you just proved it to me! I'm so happy the barriers are down between us," she murmured softly, stroking my cheek with her fingertip.

Bronwyn and Jason were sitting on either side of Dana and me. They both congratulated us heartily on the "fantastically, erotic show" we'd just given them. As I began to roll off Dana, Bronwyn reached over and stopped my withdrawal as I was partway out. She stroked her hand over Dana's engorged and still sensitive pussy lips and then stroked the part of my cock that had emerged. 

Then, with both hands she stroked both of us at the same time, saying, "I'm so happy that my two best friends can now enjoy each other as much as I enjoy both of them." She had a dreamy look in her eyes and a lovely smile on her lips. Her faraway look told me she was looking into the future and liked what she saw.

Bronwyn came back to present time and said, "Hey, guys! I'm a little tired. How's about we all go home and get some sleep."

As Dana and I completed our uncoupling, Bronwyn looked at Jason warmly and said softly, "Jason, I hope this is just the beginning of a lifelong friendship. You were infinitely gentle and kind with me tonight. I'm sure you were aware it was my first experience with anal sex. With your consideration for me, the anxiety you knew I was going through, you made it a mind-shattering experience, one I'll always treasure. It was a fabulous way to be ushered into a whole new realm of pleasure and I'll never forget you for having given it to me!"

He colored slightly, loving her praise and responded, "Bronwyn, you're not the first woman I've had anal sex with, but, without doubt, you were the best - so far," and he paused, looking at Dana, "but somebody I know could beat you out!" Dana beamed and hugged his head to her breasts, inviting him to feast on them. He didn't pass up the opportunity. It was clear the younger people wanted to stay on for a bit, but Bronwyn was exhausted and we dressed and headed for home, both of us, humming happily and stroking each other softly with our hands as we went to our cozy home.

As the days went by and the day of the show crept nearer, I could sense an incredible excitement building in Bronwyn. Well, of course, I was excited, too! I knew that Bronwyn was supremely happy; knowing her most ultimate sexual fantasy was soon to be enacted. Our relationship had taken a quantum leap forward in these last days - the separation that had previously crept in over the past few years was gone forever - we were at peace with one another, each of us constantly seeking new ways to bring pleasure to the other. This was a good thing!

We almost always had sex every evening when we returned home from work. We couldn't seem to get enough of each other - tickling softly, toying gently, teasing tenderly; touching parts of our bodies we never knew could experience such wonderful pleasure, gradually building to huge mutual orgasms. While it didn't always work exactly that way, it was always supremely wonderful - it was now clear to both of us that our love for each other was infinite... 

It's wonderful to see Bronwyn sexually active again. It suits her! She's a very sensuous and feeling woman, with physical attributes that enhance every aspect of love-making. Even in the throes of the massive building of her own shattering orgasms, she's conscious of the needs of her partner - she's extremely loving and giving! And if she's said it once, she's said it a thousand times - she'll be ever grateful for my decision to include her as I reached out for more pleasure in my life.

A few times in that period, Dana and Jason came over and we took the opportunity to pleasure each other.

A couple of times, Dana came over alone and Bronwyn and I 'jumped her bones', taking turns at exhausting her with pleasure. Now, make no mistake about it, 'that ain't easy'! She seems inexhaustible! Blames it on me - awakening her to the pleasures of life. Well! I declare! (I'm smiling.)

We've discovered that Dana only comes alone when Jason is out on business calls or out of town on business. So clearly, Dana has developed a thirst for passion - this, too, is good! This awakened openness among the four of us is not only pleasurable, it's invigorating! We all have been commented to by other friends and colleagues that something surely must be going well in our lives, because our happiness just shines through, no matter what. And it really wasn't quite like that before, to some degree for each of us.

Well, three more days (and nights!) to go. John called me at the office today and said everything was ready for the dress rehearsal and that the show was sold out, with people still clamoring for tickets. Seems the Thompson twins had been spreading the word about Bronwyn, saying she was the most erotic person they'd ever 'met'!

John said he had set up a special 'front row' section for which the seats were going at $500 apiece. He said it was the best pre-show action he'd ever experienced and then added, '15% of the gross' for emphasis! He said the clientele is literally buzzing with the upcoming performance and he was very confident the attendees would not be disappointed. He sounded extremely pleased and ended off saying the dress rehearsal was scheduled for 5 in the afternoon tomorrow, Thursday. He explained he wanted his people to have enough time to fine-tune the setup and for the participants to be well-rested. It suddenly dawned on me that the dress rehearsal might become more than just an "adjustment" session...and he knew it!

Well, Bronwyn just got home and I told her about John's call. She was thrilled! That's putting it mildly. The part about the Thompson twins particularly set her off - she rubbed herself up against me, slowly stroking the bulge growing in my pants and asked, "Do you think they're right, is there something to that? Am I really extremely erotic?"

I couldn't talk. All I could do was reach for her gorgeous tits and fondle them through her bra, only to discover she wasn't wearing one! I crept a hand down across her flat tummy to her puss and sure, enough, felt no panty outline, only a wetness, with a lingering, musky fragrance. I stepped back a bit and admired my beautiful wife's image in her frock. I felt my eyes clouding with lust, overpowering lust! I could smell her - raw animal lust was building in her, too, as we swayed against each other, touching lightly, pleasuring each other with our fingertips and tongues as we dipped together into a passionate kiss.

Tomorrow afternoon at 5 was faaarrrr awaaaaaay... Then, the phone rang, shrilly jolting me back to present time. It was Dana and Jason - she was at his place - had we heard anything from John? I punched the speakerphone button and told them about his call. Their excitement was 'electric'! They wanted to know if they should come over tonight for some 'practice'?

Bronwyn and I looked at each other and said simultaneously, "What a marvelous idea!" We giggled to each other.

Bronwyn pleaded, "Would you, please? That would be wonderful! I'm really anxious about this and want to be sure we have every tiny nuance fully handled..." she said in mock seriousness. We all broke out in gales of laughter!

Dana said they were on their way, and hung up. The speakerphone droned and I put the phone back down in its place. Bronwyn looked at me and said, "Aren't you hungry? I'm starved! Hey, let's order Chinese and get it delivered - it's something we all enjoy."

"Sounds great to me!"

We quickly agreed on the contents of the order and I called the local Golden Dragon Restaurant and placed the order. I asked them to skip the MSG - didn't want us to have any senses clouded tonight! They said that was fine and that the order would be delivered in about 45 minutes. Good! That was done. Now Bronwyn came over to me and asked if tonight's activities could include a 'mini' ultimate fantasy? I asked her what that might consist of.

She said confidently, "You will lie on your back on the bed, I will mount you facing you, with my legs spread over you and place your gorgeous fat cock in my pussy. Jason will mount me from the back and shove his lovely long stick up my ass. Then Dana will stand over your head, facing me with her legs spread on either side of you and I'll lean forward and eat her out, while the two of you fuck my brains out!"

"How's that sound? For starters."

"For starters?" I exclaimed.

"Do you think we could pull that off on our bed?" she asked.

I said, "Well, I don't know for sure, but we can try it and see if we can make it work to all our satisfaction."

"Good!" she said, excitedly, "We'll try it!"

She ran upstairs to the bathroom to pee and I busied myself around the kitchen, getting out plates, cutlery and napkins for us all. Oh my, in the middle of all this I realized we didn't even know whether Jason and Dana had not already eaten. Well, no matter, we'll make the best of it in any case. The little problems of life certainly are easier to handle these days - seems they really aren't problems at all!

When Bronwyn came back downstairs, she was dressed in a very short, shimmering, see-through nightie and was, of course, naked otherwise. Her shaved slit was clearly visible above the hemline, glistening from time to time as the light struck just right and her exquisite hard nipples seemed to be pushing furiously to escape the confines of the delicate material. Her breasts softly jiggled from side to side as she walked. The sight of her took my breath away! My cock began to twitch and swell as I stared at her voluptuous beauty!

Gasping for breath, I asked her, "What do you think I should wear?"

She turned to me, smiling warmly, reached out her hands, beckoning me to embrace her and said, "Nothing! Darling. I don't think you should wear anything at all."

"But," I mumbled, my mouth buried in her breasts, "who's going to accept the Chinese delivery?"




Fantasy Fulfilled Ch. 03



Shanny went back to say good-bye to her work friends and I watched as a gentleman showed up, from the dazzling smile and the hand squeeze he received I was sure it was Dirk. Shanny left him for final good-byes, then moved back to him and caressed his neck. She gathered her coat and drink and they moved about until they settled at the booth I had suggested.. I had a perfect view as they dropped off their coats and drinks and moved out to the dance floor.

They danced for a few seconds, Shanny's hands moving quickly to his shoulders, I could make out her saying the word "tight", then she smiled into his eyes as she undid some buttons on her skirt. I watched her dance for Dirk, the buttons allowing her legs to show, her hot breasts moving sensuously under her sweater, her rounded bottom filling out her skirt. They were smiling and talking easily, comfortable with each other as they moved together for a slow dance, still some distance between them but Shanny's arms were up around his neck, her breasts draped comfortably on his chest. They danced for two or three more songs then moved back to their table, Shanny holding his hand as he guided her bottom into the booth. She turns sideways to face him, her face flushed as her hand fans her chest, I can hear her say she is so hot, her fingers quickly undoing a few buttons on her sweater. Dirk says something and she smiles, pointing at his shirt, daring him, and he undoes a button, then coaxes a few more out of her. They talk for a few minutes then he moves to the bar for fresh drinks, Shanny's eyes searching for me but is unable to see me as she adjusts her sweater and skirt and applies fresh lip gloss. She is all smiles and little caresses when he returns, just about time for a call from the missing husband.

I watch as she digs out her phone and cuddles closer to him, her tiny hand on his thigh.

"Hey baby" she coos into the phone, her eyes on Dirks, "Where are you?"

I explain I'm still at work with a bit of an emergency, and it's going to be a while.. She asks how long a while is and I explain I can't be sure , but will phone her with an update in a couple of hours.

"Is anyone from work still with you baby, are you going to be OK?"

Her eyes and face smile at Dirk as she tells me everyone from work has left but this cute guy named Dirk has invited her to spend some time with him.

"We've been out on the dance floor a lot and he is an excellent dancer, and we've just sat down to cool off a bit."

She smiles at Dirk, squeezing his leg a little.

"In fact Demian, we were both so hot we had to undo some buttons on our shirts."

I ask if he is enjoying the view and she laughs, asking Dirk the question and watching him nod with a smile.

"Dirk says yes he is enjoying the view, especially since I also had to undo some buttons on my skirt. it was just too tight to dance in, so quite a bit of my legs are showing now that we are sitting down and cuddling up to each other."

She lets her eyes run over all of Dirks body then whispers into the phone.

"I'm enjoying the view too baby, he's very handsome and has a great body and very sexy eyes, they keep encouraging me to undo more buttons, so you better hurry before I fall right out of my clothes."

I laugh with her then say I would like to buy the next round for them and that she should give him a thank you kiss. I can hear her smile and repeat my demands to Dirk, then turn her face to his lips, watching as their cheeks hollow, their tongues discovering each other. They kiss for quite a few seconds then she returns to the phone, sounding a little breathless.

"Oh honey I delivered your thank you kiss, and Dirk is a very good kisser, his tongue tastes like scotch, very yummy. I'm going to have to thank him quite often I think."

We exchange some pleasantries and she tells me not to worry, she is in very good hands, Dirk is being very courteous and attentive to her. She puts her phone away and they talk quietly with each other, heads close together, and the view is delicious, her long legs and sexy cleavage showing. After a few minutes I see her excuse herself for the washroom and I meet her.

"Looks like it's going very well." I say and she nods and agrees.

"It's even more exciting when it's real, his voice and eyes and body are making me so horny."

"I know Shanny, I can see how aroused you are, so I've gotten you a room, for you and me baby to spend the night here if things don't work out for you and Dirk, but watching the chemistry between you two I'm pretty sure he will share your bed tonight honey."

She moans and shudders at the thought then turns and asks,

"What about you Demian?"

I grin and explain that I will be in the closet, real close in case anything goes wrong. I look her in the eye and say very honestly that Dirk is going to be a considerate and talented lover for her, and that I am very excited to be watching her with another man.

"I've always wanted to watch your body react to your lovers touch baby, and tonight I will."

She can't talk and slips into the washroom, but is only gone for a few moments.

"God, you've made me even hornier thinking about you and the room. Remember in my fantasy I wanted to take off my panties, well there's no way, they are soaked right through already, if I took them off I would have a big wet spot on my skirt. I've clicked up my bra and we're going to dance some more. Call me about the room after we are back and have relaxed some."

"More buttons?" I grin, and she smiles back.

"Yes honey, lot's more buttons."

I watch her go back and sit with him for a minute, her hand on his neck and cheek, then he takes her to the dance floor, they are teasing each other and Shanny moves her fingers to open another button on her skirt for Dirk. I watch them dance then leave to make preparations in the room, leaving a key at the desk for Shanny, moving a chair from the hallway into the closet, setting in some supplies. I go back down to the club and they are still dancing, closer now but not like lovers yet. They move to their table and I can hear Dirk tease her for more sweater buttons, undoing one of his shirt buttons, his eyes coaxing her fingers to undo a few for him, her cleavage looking incredible now. Satisfied with his view he moves to the bar for new drinks and i watch them settle in.

I check my watch and it's been over two hours since my last call. Shanny answers,

"Hey babe, how's it going?"

"I'm afraid I've got an allnighter going here honey."

"An allnighter." she moans coyly," Mmmm, sounds like fun." then smiles at Dirk as she tells me she knows it's not fun and she is having such a good time without me it hardly seems fair.

"Dirk is still being my very handsome and attentive escort and we are dancing a lot."

I ask her about her buttons and she laughs again.

"Yes, my darling Dirk with his sexy eyes has encouraged me to undo more buttons, and yes, I catch his eyes enjoying the view constantly. I've talked him out of a few buttons myself but I think he has the best part of the deal, at least so far. "

I hear her sigh then say.

"So if you are not going to make it at all baby I guess when Dirk and I decide to call it an evening I'll ask him to put me in a cab home."

I tell her I didn't want her taking a long cab ride home and tell her I have arranged a room at the hotel for her, then listen to her work with this. Her fingers squeeze and caress his thigh as she says quite excitedly to Dirk.

"He got us a room." then laughing as her hand moves to his face," He got me a room baby, who uses it is up to me."

Her hand moves back to his thigh, casually rubbing a little higher

"That's very thoughtful honey, and kinda sexy, here I am with a handsome man making me undo buttons and now I have a room here, don't have to be careful about drinking too much and getting carried away, maybe I can be a little bit of a naughty girl now."

I mention it might be time for another thank you kiss for Dirk, and she giggles coyly as she tells him, then returns to me.

"Yes baby, I'm ready to give Dirk another thank you kiss, but I'll wait until I hang up with you as it will probably be a long one now that we know we are not waiting for you."

The last thing I whisper to her on the phone is that I'm looking forward to going down on her sweet sexy cunt to taste her honey mixed with his thick cream. She gave me a little purr and a "Yes, me too babe." then hung up. I watch as she turns and discusses the call with him, then watch as her mouth seeks his for a long soulful kiss, I can see the passion building between the two of them. They break the kiss but continue to hold each other, then slowly move to the dance floor arm in arm. They smile at each other, teasingly, his eyes coaxing her fingers to the buttons on her skirt, her eyes on his as she undoes, one, then another, then one more, her skirt open very high on her thighs now as she dances even more sensuously for his appreciative eyes, moving in to touch him more often, and as a slow song came on I watch as their bodies mold to each other, as lovers will, and I know she will spend the night with him.



Fantasy Fulfilled Ch. 03



Within minutes they were out the door and almost back at the hotel. When they entered the elevator it was empty. Mark pushed against Susan and kissed her with animalistic passion. He hiked up her dress over her hips and rubbed her clit with his thumb as he probed the lips of her canal with two fingers. She pushed forward to meet every thrust, moaning at each thrust. Her ass pressed against the elevator and she didn't care. If they would have stopped at any other floor than theirs she wouldn't have cared. She opened the top button on his jeans and reached in to grasp the hardness of his shaft. He was so thick. His cock was large and ready to go to work. Her pussy was close to expelling a fresh supply of her moisture and she couldn't take it much longer.

DING!

The elevator reached their floor and Susan fixed her dress, sort of. Mark on the other hand just left his button undone. They darted for their room. As they reached the door she grabbed him close and kissed him again. 

"Do you have the key?" she asked breathing hard, her breasts heaving.

"Ummm yeah! Where's yours?" he asked as he was sure she had bought it.

"I..uh..left it in the room I think." She played it off maybe he would believe it.

"Ok." He replied as he grabbed his key and opened the door. 

"Why don't you go get ready in the room and I will freshen up." So was flushed and just aching for his sex.

"Your wish, my lady, is my command!" as he gracefully bowed before her. 

Mark adjourned to the main room and stripped down. Before long he was naked and stopped to check himself in the full length mirror. His cock stood at full attention. He was ready for her and he hoped she was ready for him. He was going to bury himself deep into her naughty wet cunt. He ran so many scenarios through his head and figured she needed a spanking at least. 

Susan came into the room and saw Mark standing before her with his hard thick member extended from his body. She knew she was gonna get fucked. She wanted him but she had a surprise.

"Can you sit in the chair for me?" she begged slightly. "It will be worth it I promise." Mark was confused but complied.

"I have something to show you." Smiling as she spoke. 

"Ok. A strip tease?" he hoped.

"Better I think!" and she turned to the bathroom.

"Christine you can come out now." Her voice was nervous again but firm.

Christine stepped out and embraced Susan. Mark was so surprised. He started to stand up to join them but was stopped by Susan.

"Ok. I have some rules and there is only one way this is going to happen. You are not allowed to touch or fuck Christine. You have to watch and only watch unless I ask you to join us." She sounded serious and Mark didn't want to screw this up. 

"Ok. Can I touch myself?" the tone was practically ecstatic. 

"I would be hurt if you didn't. Just don't wear yourself out!" 

Mark sat down in the chair and watched intently as Christine and Susan continued their make out session they began at the bar about two hours prior. Susan pulled Christine close to her grabbing her ass when she kissed her neck. Christine rubbed her hands up and down Susan's outer thighs and slowly pulled up her dress just like Mark had done in the elevator. Christine had exposed Susan's trimmed pussy for the first time and all she wanted was her to probe her and massage her womanhood. Susan was moaning with each touch and couldn't stand this. 

"Finger me Christine. Make me cum." She gasped as Christine slipped into her moist mound of flesh. Susan began rubbing Christine's outer thighs in much the same way as she had done to her. But when she got her skirt up to her hips she found a perfect little thong blocking her way. 

"That has got to go!" She demanded, erotically.

"Take it...Take it now!" she said intently. 

Susan slid her hands between each side of the tiny thong and with a playful shake of hips, back and forth, Christine was almost free of them. Susan inched them down her long toned legs and while on her knees Susan realized her face was just inches from Christine's pussy. She could smell the sweet aroma of her sex and couldn't take anymore. She turned slightly and realized Christine's pussy was clean shaven and was beginning to glisten with her love nectar. Christine stepped out of the thong and picked up Susan removing her dress at the same time. Susan stood wearing only her bra and nothing else. She reached behind her back, unhooking the clips allowing it to fall to the ground leaving her naked and released in front of Christine. 

Christine stretched her hands to the ceiling and Susan reached for the base of her sweater and lifted skyward, removing it in one fluid motion. Christine was already without a bra and stood naked in front of Susan. Susan soaked every inch of this angel in front of her in. Her curves were majestic and her skin color was natural, or maybe she just tanned nude. Susan didn't care, she wanted to be taken now. 

"I've never....." she quivered.

"I know." Christine took her over to the bed and laid her down on her back gently.

Christine and Susan began to explore each other's bodies, entwining in the other's embrace. Susan lips found Christine's and her tongue thrust into her mouth exploring, reaching for hers. It danced around and felt so great. Their breasts were pressed together and they were practically one. Mark couldn't believe this. Susan was so into this. His cock was rock hard and he just had to stroke himself. Christine looked over.

"You like this?" she asked.

"Oh yeah! Make her cum." He begged.

Christine knelt between Susan thighs and began to trace the folds of here womanhood until she encircled her clit, pressing gently with her left index finger as right index finger entered into her now dripping pussy. She entered slowly and only a few inches, putting just enough pressure on the mound above Susan's hot cunt. Susan was quivering with each stroke, pushing her hips forward. Her moans were becoming screams and Mark could see her core beginning to tighten. She was close. He knew it, he was too so he stopped stroking himself hoping to save himself in case his presence was requested. Susan felt like she explode she couldn't hold it anymore, she threw her legs into the air spreading herself wide as Christine frantically rubbed her g-spot and teased her clit. She start to cum, spraying into the air, hard, every convulsion was joined with a scream of pleasure.

"Oh GOD!! Yes right there. Don't stop. Oh fuck me...Harder oh God."She screamed as her core tightened with such intensity that it caused her to throw her cum against Christine's chest. 

"I can't take anymore....Please stop!" she begged gasping for every breath. 

Christine obeyed and held Susan in a gentle embrace. They kissed gently as Susan came down. She was dripping cum down her ass crack and felt so dirty and yet so pleasured at the same time. She felt her juices on Christine's breasts and smiled.

"See what you made me do." She giggled.

"Yeah it was fun." Christine smiled.

They kissed again and Susan began to trace the contour of Christine's body from her neck to between her perfect round globes and soon found her hard erect nipples. She took one into her mouth and began to suck on it, tasting her own cum and relishing each sensation. She played with the other nipple, rolling it between her thumb and forefinger feeling its hardness, and then switching places with the other nipple. She continued to follow her instincts, working her way down to Christine's shaved womanhood. Susan couldn't take anymore and fought against every reservation she ever had and began to tease her clit with her tongue. The taste was sweet and salty but yet it didn't sicken her. Christine moaned with each pass as Susan encircled here clit with her tongue, sucking it on occasion. She began to part her legs farther wanting Susan to have better access to all of her. Susan began to work her hot lady hole with the same two fingers Christine had used on her. Mark watched intently, waiting and listening. Susan loved this as she had never experienced sex on this level and felt in total control. 

"Oh Baby...Yes work me! Fuck my pussy. Lick me harder. I wanna cum for you, baby." moaned Christine, shaking her head frantically. Susan felt energized and went to work. The taste of her angel was intoxicating and she didn't want to stop. With every swish of her tongue she found her lovers treasure causing Christine to buck and push her hips into her. Her abdomen was tightening and Susan could feel her pussy clenching around her fingers. Suddenly Christine screamed.

"Ahhhhh Yess! Fuck yes...Fuck me right there. GOD!" she hollered as she came. Her pussy squirted beautiful nectar into Susan's mouth, who lapped it up enjoy this new magical taste. They both fell onto the bed exhausted, holding each other. Mark was stroking himself again and by now was rock hard. He had waited patiently watching the show his wife and lover had put on for him. He needed to blow, soon. Christine looked over at him and smiled. 

"What about him?" her eyes glistened, almost devilishly.

"Oh you can't have him. He's all mine." Susan replied in an almost teasing tone. She got up and walked over to his chair and extended her hands to him. "Come with me honey. I want to finish this off with you." 

Mark got up and was taken to the center of the room were Susan got on her knees in front of him. 

"Christine. Can you possibly help me with this?"

"Oh yes of course." She giggled.

She knelt down next to Susan with Mark's cock right in her face. Susan began to lick and suck the shaft of his hard throbbing, aching cock and soon Christine joined in doing the same thing to the other side while she cupped his balls, tugging them every few seconds. Mark loved this, and made no secret about it moaning each time she pulled, louder to match the intensity. Christine and Susan would meet at the tip of his pulsating shaft and kiss each other briefly. Mark couldn't take much more and his body showed it. Christine followed the rules and continued to massage his balls as Susan turned and took his full manhood into her hungry moist mouth. Susan began to twist his shaft in almost a twisting motion that felt electric. Christine was still tugging his balls and caressing Susan's nipples at the same time. 

"I'm gonna cum honey! Don't stop. It's gonna explode. Oh yes!" he wailed as his cock began to throb harder. 

Susan stopped sucking him and rose up and positioned her full voluptuous tits near his pleasure probe. Christine and Susan began to work him frantically and with purpose. Susan gripped his cock with such force he thought he would pass out right there. She stroked him hard, almost like she was shaking a can of spray paint. Christine was still tugging his balls and then he yelled out in pleasure.

"Oh fuck yes...Oh you are so bad...Stroke me hard. It's cumming!!!" His cock exploded throwing his hot seed over Susan's tits. She continued to milk him draining every last drop as it dripped down her breasts and hung from one of her hard erect nipples. Mark almost collapsed and knelt down next to the women who had treated him to possibly the best night of his life. He kissed Susan passionately and thanked her. She smiled and thanked him.

Christine looked at Susan and smiled.

"Oh you look good." She grinned. "Allow me!"

Christine wasted no time and licked every last drop of Mark's love deposit from Susan's chest, sucking her nipples one last time as she relished the final moments of the encounter.

"You know what?" she looked into Susan's eyes."He tastes good, but you taste better."

They all stood up and agreed to go shower together. And only shower. It was agreed that some touching might be allowed.



Fantasy Fulfilled Ch. 03



The story so far...

Ravi and Kavita were a happily married couple for nineteen years and had a healthy sexual life filled with experimentation with various sexual activities / fantasies. One of the fantasies that Ravi harboured was to watch Kavita have a good time with some other man. It remained a fantasy for a long time and both of them have good sex while Kavita would tell him made up stories of having sex with other men. But on a journey back to Mumbai, Kavita on an impulse, only trying to give a real feel of the fantasy to her husband, engaged in teasing him with a stranger, Narang travelling with them. The things got further and Kavita actually cuckolded Ravi. 

Kavita thought that after this experience thing could be back to normal but they didn't. They were tempted to try it once more, one last time and so they get together at Narang's place and Ravi felt the pain and pleasure of being a cuckold. Meanwhile their elder daughter Neha came of age and invited her boyfriend to her bedroom while her parents have a sexual tryst of their own with Narang. She lost her virginity to her boyfriend. 

If you are still with me... Here is the tale of what happened next...

*****

If bringing his wife to her lover was a painful experience, watching her in his arms was worst, but along with the pain comes the gut wrenching feeling which numbs his mind. If giving away his wife for the night to her lover brought out the hidden masochistic sexual desires in him, claiming her back in the morning was intoxicating. Watching the telltale signs of sexual activities, her dishevelled hairs, smeared mascara and a bruise or a hickey on her body, would stir the most salacious cravings for more. The only thing that comes to Ravi's mind is to grab her and not let her go till eternity. 

It was Eight O'clock in the morning and their flat looks like a battle ground as almost every member of the family was rushing to get ready, have breakfast and make a dash for their respective engagements. Only Ravi's father was relaxing in the living room with a newspaper. He was almost retired due to his deteriorating health and the responsibility of the entire business was on Ravi, although he uses to guide him and spend few hours every day at the office cum showroom. 

"Goodbye Dadu," Neha and Priya shouted almost together as they leave for the school and shortly afterwards Ravi and Kavita rushed to the parking. 

"Sorry, but you have to drop me to the local station," Kavita spoke.

"No problem," he murmured. 

"I would be late tonight," she spoke as they drove towards the station, "you have dinner with kids, I would be back by ten." 

Ravi nodded knowing well her plans for the evening. He dropped her and then drove to the showroom. He was very busy these days taking care of the entire business. However, apart from business his mind was also occupied by other thoughts, the thoughts of his wife with Narang, her lover. His mind drifted towards the night he spent on a sofa in Narang's flat while his wife was with her lover. 

He remembered how relived he was to see her in the morning as if she returned safe from a battleground. How delighted he was to receive her back. They returned home immediately and Ravi spent the whole afternoon loving each and every part of her body. No words were spoken as he passionately mounted her. It was not required to be told that she had a wonderful night with Narang. He understood it and loved every moment of it. 

They talked later that night when she lay naked with him. 

"Was it as good as the night in the train," he spoke pulling her closer. 

"Better."

"Is he so good in bed?" he spoke in a hoarse voice. Kavita was expecting this. 

"Yes he was good... I enjoyed fucking him... but don't torture yourself by comparing with him, you are also good... I have been with you for nineteen years and he is new... that is it!! He is not hung like a stallion; he is almost same size as you, slightly thicker and he does not fuck for hours. He is just different than you, the sex is different and it excites me," she spoke quickly in one breath, "and don't you derive any sadistic pleasure in undermining yourself," her voice was raised. 

"Ok...Ok..." he smiled sheepishly, "I am not undermining myself, I just wanted to know ah... a..." he could not find words to continue.

"But I can see that it was very painful for you," she spoke kissing his chest. 

"It caused pain... yes... but was worth it... when I got you back in my arms, knowing that you are mine," he hugged her tightly, "knowing that you had the time of your life, nothing is more satisfying than this."

"Humm, but we shall put an end to all this now," she spoke.

"Why!! Both of us enjoyed it." 

"Because I love you and can't see you suffering."

"Even though I like it."

She lifted her head and looked into his eyes with anger, "don't tell me you want to be one of those cuckold husbands found on the internet." 

"No... No... I don't want that... but whenever you go to him I feel jealously, excitement and pain all at the same time and then when you are with him I feel lust for you, I want to snatch you from him and fuck myself but I don't, as I derive satisfaction from the fact that you are getting what you deserve, the best. I don't want you to miss on the good sex in life and when you enjoy, I love it automatically." 

"I don't understand all this but one thing I know that it is not going to be a zipless fuck, not if we continue this, I am certainly going to develop some feelings for him. I know I can't love him but still I will feel attached." 

"That is the point, love, you love me and I feel it even more when you come back to me," he caressed her hairs. 

"Humm, so what are you suggesting," she spoke.

"I am not hinting at having any specific relationship with him, it could be just some more casual encounters with him or with any other man and you can end it whenever you feel like," he try to convince her. 

"Any other man!!" she looked strangely at him, "what do you think I am?" 

"Just saying, in case you feel uncomfortable with Narang and found someone else, like I told you it's about your pleasure first," he explained and looked expectantly at her. 

"I don't know, I will think over it... now let me sleep it's already very late," she closed the discussion. 

...

Kavita took the local train for her office after her husband dropped her to the station and was lucky that she got a window seat in the jam packed compartment. She was lost into thoughts and reminisces about the changes in her life since that fateful train journey. She felt a totally different woman now, her views about sexuality and the beliefs she carried, changed. She loved her husband and cared for the family as a wife and a mother, but with Narang she was a woman only. She loved the tender and soft love making with her husband and the raw wild sex with Narang. 

It was very difficult for her when her husband suggested continuing the relationship; she knew it would mean giving Ravi more pain and humiliation as a cuckold. But it also meant more freedom for her to have uninhibited and guilt free sex with Narang. She thought she would love Ravi more to compensate for his sufferings and will enjoy the variety with her lover. Shivers ran down her spine, as she thought about Narang as her lover. 

She agreed to give it a try, again wrongly thinking that it would be just a few times until the variety will fade away and she can be content with her husband only. However, the taboo nature of the act only increases the thrill. 

...

Kavita reached Narang's flat in the evening. She quickly took the elevator trying not to be seen by any neighbour as she didn't want to be the cause of any gossips. Their romps included full night stay as well as few hours depending upon the opportunity or the time they can spare. Ravi accompanied her on few occasions, though he was not able to watch them having sex as Kavita still feel inhibited in his presence. He waits for them in the living room or spare bedroom while they fuck. 

Narang opened the door and let her in. 

"You look great sweetheart," he hugged her and she relaxes as soon as the door closed. It has been fifteen days since they last met. The fear that someone known might find out her visits to his flat kept her on the edge whole day and now once inside the apartment, safe and away from anyone's preying eyes, she felt relaxed. 

"I am always scared that someone might see me coming to your apartment," she spoke.

"You need not be scared; nobody can dare gossip about you and me, have you forgotten I am the law," he laughed and placed his mouth over her succulent lips for a passionate kiss, he nibble her lips with his teeth and pushed his tongue inside. Her eyes closed and she darted her tongue forward to meet his. His touch never failed to arouse her. 

...

Neha entered the park nearby her school with Riyan, her boyfriend. The park was mostly used by teenage boys and girls to meet and to have some fun with each other and was best known and love garden. Riyan took her to a secluded place under the tree and grabbed her in his arms. 

"Wait... wait," she looked around nervously, "you are very impatient these days... it's a garden and anyone can see us." 

"No one bothers," he whispered trying to kiss her. Neha fidgeted anxiously trying to keep him away but he managed to put his mouth over her lips. She looked around feeling nervous as he kissed and sucked the sweet lips. He pushed her back to the tree and kissed her lips, cheeks and neck.

"Ok... enough... this is not the right place..." she tried to stop him, "we can sit and talk," but Riyan was not listening he wanted to make the best possible use of the opportunity. Neha finally gave up, she knew that he can only kiss and have a feel of her body in this open park.

"Stop it!!" suddenly she pushed him away with full force as he entered his hand inside her panty.

"Ever since I had allowed you to have sex with me, you only want that," she looked at him angrily.

She pushed him and walked away, "Come on..." he rushed behind her trying to stop her. 

"I thought you love me... but all you want is sex..." Neha walked out of the park. 

"It's not like this... Neha listen," Riyan ran after him trying to appease her but she ran fast and took the bus for her home. Riyan watched feeling helpless. 

Neha felt like a fool, she thought he loved her but now only thing that he wants is to have sex with her. 'I will never meet him,' she angrily threw her school bag on her bed as she entered her bedroom. 

...

Ravi knew his wife would be with her lover tonight and that knowledge was giving his cock a twitch, he couldn't wait for her return, to take her to the bedroom and worship her body. It was ten thirty and she was already half an hour late, Ravi anxiously looked at his watch again. 

"Hey!! Mummy has arrived in a police jeep," suddenly the younger daughter Priya shouted excitedly, she was looking outside the balcony and spotted Kavita getting down from Narang's Jeep, "Ohh, uncle has come to drop her." 

Ravi was overwhelmed with the feelings of shame as if caught stealing but when he lifted his head up he found that neither Priya nor Neha find it objectionable, it was his own guilt feeling that made him ashamed. 

"Yeah, he must have met her while she was returning from office," he sheepishly spoke. 

Kavita entered the flat few minutes later looking tired. 

"Mommy, you are very late," Priya complained.

"I know darling but what to do I have to finish work," she confidently lied without blinking an eyelid. 

Ravi watched her spend time with the children and take stock of their progress in school like a loving mother. He looked at her impatiently to finish with the girls; she glanced at him and smiled mischievously knowing how he must be feeling. Finally they were alone in the bedroom and Ravi was restless while Kavita took time to shower and change into night dress. 

He pushed his hands inside the flimsy gown and caressed her supple boobs.

"Ouch, easy," she groaned, "you know he is always hard on them." Ravi nodded and nuzzled the tender skin ever so carefully. He placed his lips over them and gently brushed his tongue over the tout nipples. Kavita push back her head on the pillow and let him open her gown exposing the titties. 

"You love it that he is cuckolding you again and again," she spoke caressing his head and he let out a moan, his mouth never leaving the tender flesh. 

"He is already been introduced to our family, as your friend and now he is slowly taking control of your wife, he is slowly replacing you," she shook his head, "don't you want to do something about it, don't you want to stop it." 

Ravi didn't speak but his heavy breathing made it clear that he was getting excited listening to his wife. 

"I am always a bit afraid of being seen with him by someone known, when I told him about this, he deliberately came back to drop me home in his police jeep attracting attention from our neighbours."

"Yes I know, Priya has also seen him dropping you," he raised his head. 

"God!! That's the last thing I wanted," she sighed, "even our neighbour Mrs Banerjee saw us and was looking strangely." 

"It's not a big deal, let them watch," Ravi spoke getting horny every moment. 

"If I am seen with him often they will start talking nonsense," she kissed his head, "and you will be shamed."

"I don't care."

"I know that... you are only thinking from your dick... all you want is to watch me with him," she spoke.

"Yesss... and when is that happening... watching," he replied happily. 

"Don't be so impatient, both of us have to be ready and Narang is insisting that if you want to watch than it should happen in our house, right on this bed," she pointed to the bed under them. 

"Ugmm," he grunted picturing them on his bed, "then why don't you call him."

Kavita looked at him strangely, "are you out of your mind, girls are here, daddy is here." 

"He can always have a night cap in our house," he winked and Kavita gave him a smack on his back. Ravi meanwhile inserted his hand inside her gown and moved his palm over her smooth abdomen. Suddenly his hand touched hard metal; he looked questioningly and saw a mischievous smile on her face. 

Ravi quickly pulled her gown up and saw a metal waist band around her midriff. It was worn tightly below her navel and a part of it was also hidden under the knickers. He felt excited touching it and pulled down the knickers to reveal a beautiful flower design in the centre and small chains hanging down upto her pussy. 

"He has gifted this to me," she smiled, "when I wore it the chains touch my pussy." Ravi was mesmerized and moved his palm across her pussy making the chains rub the clit. 

"Ohh," she clasped her legs. 

Ravi quickly got rid of his boxers and spread her legs wide. He pulled the chains aside and lined his cock on the wet opening. 

"He has chained your wife," she whispered and Ravi banged the entire length inside. 

...

"Yes and I got a permanent scar," Narang pulled his sleeves up and showed the girls a three inches long scar just above his elbow. He was telling the story of his heroism as a policeman and Neha and Priya were keenly listening to every word. Ravi watched as Narang talked with his daughters, his heart was beating fast as Narang was here to spend the night with them. 

They had the dinner together as a family and the girls were really mixing up with 'Narang uncle,' he had even promised them to bring them to police dog show. 

"Daddy!! You can have only one drink," Kavita pulled the glass out of reach of her father as he was signalling Narang to pour another one.

"Common they say one drink is not even for enemies," he tried to get back his glass.

"No," Kavita kept away the glass firmly while the others giggled, "you know daddy your health is not good, so one is enough," she lovingly placate him. 

"You are a stubborn girl," he raised his hand helplessly, "ok I am done and I will move to my room you two can carry on," he pointed to Ravi and Narang. 

After the dinner the two of them settled down with a bottle of whiskey in the living room. 

"Hey!! If you guys want to drink more them please move to bedroom," Kavita spoke with mock anger. Both of them were looking for an opportunity so they quickly moved to the bedroom. 

"Once in a while let him indulge," Kavita smiled to the girls and put an end to their curiosity. 

Ravi pours drinks for both of them and handed over a glass to Narang. They sipped the drinks in silence waiting for Kavita to join them. Ravi was desperate to see them together but now he started to feel nervous. 

"So it's the night you have been waiting for," Narang spread comfortably on the bed while Ravi sat on the edge. 

"You are only going to watch... right," he asked and Ravi nodded in affirmation. 

"Neha and Priya are very sweet kids," he spoke, "I always wanted to have a daughter, you are a lucky guy." 

Ravi nodded.

"But tonight I will be the lucky guy, I will be the lucky husband and father of your daughters," he continued. Ravi felt strangely excited listening to him trying to replace him not only as a husband but also as a father. 

Kavita was thrilled knowing that two horny men were waiting for her; she quickly finished the chores and sent the girls to their rooms. When she entered the bedroom she found them sitting on the bed sipping their drinks. 

Narang got up immediately and walked towards her. He hugged her from behind as she turned around to lock the door. 

"You are looking so sexy in this pant and t-shirt," he whispered, "this is the first time I am finding you in something other than saree."

"Have some patience, at least let me lock the door," she giggled flirtatiously. Narang moved his hands over her stomach and then slipped them inside the t-shirt. She felt his hot breath over her neck and his hands crawled towards her breasts. Kavita glanced hesitantly towards her husband and found him looking at them in awe.

"Ravi I suggest you sit down in a corner... quietly...," Narang spoke finding Kavita glancing towards her husband, "and I hope you are not going to interfere."

"Yes... yes... off course," he moved away from the bed, "as if I am not in the room." 

Narang turned her face towards him, "you have got a very co-operative husband... like he says, he is not in the room... kiss me now." She placed her lips over his and started kissing him tentatively. His hands freely roamed inside her t-shirt playing with the soft breasts. 

Ravi watched as she twitched every time he pinches the boobs, her soft kiss was slowly turning into an open mouth exploration. He let out a gasp when he heard her first moan of the evening and adjusted his erect cock into a more comfortable position. He started to undress her, slowly taking her t-shirt off and then the pants, finally he unclasped the bra and let it fall on the ground. He moved his hand from behind cupping both the orbs and pumped them as if a butcher is trying to ascertain the meat in his stock. 

A fire was kindled inside Kavita as he was kneading the boobs like a dough, she scans through the room and found her husband sitting on a chair and she smiled timidly as their eyes met, still feeling shy. 

"Tonight I am her man," Narang turned her to face Ravi, "I am going to fuck her senseless and she likes it... don't you sweetheart?" He patted her voluptuous ass then moved his fingers between the crack and probed the asshole. 

Kavita groaned but didn't say anything. 

"Tell him you like to fuck me," he nudged.

"He knows that... now let us move to the bed," Kavita spoke feeling awkward at his behaviour.

"No... Tell him... you want my cock and I am better than him," he whispered. 




Fantasy Fulfilled Ch. 03



"What's got into you..." she slipped out of his grip and stared at him, "why you talking like this?" 

"Then tell me why are you fucking me?" he questioned. Kavita didn't know what to say, she looked helplessly towards him and then her husband. 

"You want to do it for your husband...You love him... and that makes me what?... a fuck toy for you... a dildo which you can use anytime and your husband can watch the show," he looked in rage. 

"You know if I were to be your husband I would have not allowed anyone near you let alone fuck you... in this relationship I feel like a cuckold where this man is fucking my lover," he pointed at her husband. 

"No... no... it's not like that," Kavita was baffled. 

"Then what it is like," Narang challenged her. Kavita looked at his enraged face and felt a twinge in her heart, she never thought that it would be so heavy for him to handle. All the time she was worried how her husband was feeling and never thought that even Narang could be jealous. She rushed to him with over flowing emotions and started showering kisses on his face. 

"I love you... I love you..." she jumped over him and swing her arms around his shoulder and wrapped her legs around his waist. 

Ravi was dumbfounded watching the melodrama unfolding before him. He had never thought of something like this, all he was dreaming of throughout the evening was how horny Narang would be to find her in sexy lingerie and how excited she would be. Now he sees his wife loving him. 

"Tell him this," Narang nudged her. 

"Don't be childish," she laughed out loud but he moved her in front of Ravi.

"Ok... ok... I love this man," she spoke to Ravi with a hint of humour still in her voice, "no one needs to feel cuckold here." 

"Seriously," he kissed her neck and nibbled her earlobe between his teeth. 

"Seriously," she placed her mouth over his lower lip and sucked it hungrily. 

He carried her to the bed and placed her softly on it with legs still high in air. Narang moved his hand over her abdomen she smiled as he fidgets with the metal waist band. Unhooking it he slowly pulls it away from her. 

Narang quickly got rid of his clothes. He was not muscular but had a strong build with broad shoulders and flat abdomen. His cock was erect pointing towards her, foreskin fully pulled back revealing a round and large pinkish cock head. For the first time Ravi got a view of his nude body and he felt dwarfed, the cock look huge to him with balls matching in size, dangling below. 

Kavita took the hard cock into her fist and caressed it slowly glancing towards her husband, still feeling a little bit hesitant. Narang stroked her hairs and nudged her head towards his cock. 

"Ugg," she moaned, the look of raw lust on her husband's face making her go wild, she stuck her tongue out and licked the bulbous head.

"Yesss," Narang groaned and pushed his cock into her mouth. 

Ravi saw the thick cock slipped easily over her tongue as she stretches her mouth wide. It's not a porn movie that he was watching; it's his wife of nineteen years whom this man is feeding his cock. Narang breathed hard as she sucked and he pushed her hands away from his cock to have uninhibited access to her mouth, he pumped her head back and forth, impaling his shaft deep into her throat. 

Ravi was glued to his seat watching him use his wife's mouth for his pleasure; he could not believe that she could take that much of cock into her. Kavita's muffled groans and gasps filled the room joined by Narang's loud grunts. Ravi finds it hard to control his own erection which was making an awkward tent in his pants. He feared that if they continue like this he may cum into her mouth. After like eternity Narang pulled out his cock and pushed her back on the bed. 

Ravi saw a smile on her face as she wiped the saliva with the back on her hand. Narang stood in front of her, his cock glistering in her saliva. He put both her legs on his shoulders and brushed his phallus across the crack between the pussy lips. The smile left Kavita's face and was replaced by a desire which soon turned into agony as he kept up his teasing. Ravi waited, holding his breath, for him to plunge it deep inside her. 

Narang has other intentions as he moved his palm across his smooth thighs and pinched the white flesh making her squirm. 

"Ahh... Ohh... Maa," she squealed as he tweaked the flesh harder. But Narang didn't stop, his hands roamed across her body pulling and scratching the soft flesh. Ravi felt his lungs will stop breathing, his sweat wife was wailing and he felt glued to the chair. The cries started to turn into moans of pleasure when he slowly pushed his cock inside. He spread over her like a cloak, covering her voluptuous body under him and slammed home, trying to mingle the two bodies into one. 

"Ugg... Ugg... Ugg... Ugg..." she moaned as his strong ass fall again and again between her thighs. 

Ravi never saw her so aroused and moaning so loudly, that is what he wanted, his wife to be taken and fucked good by this man. Narang was doing exactly that, he was fucking her, not like a whore, not like a slut but like a beautiful women should be. He felt deeply satisfied and happy to watch her having a good time. 

The look of lust on her face stirred an insatiable arousal in his groins; he felt he will ejaculate even without touching himself. 

Narang clutched her body into his arms and hammered in an animalistic rage, as if trying to prove himself while Kavita cried loudly and thrust her pelvis to meet his strokes. 

"Harder... harder..." she cried and grabbed his shoulders as the first orgasm hit her. She cum hard over his cock, which was still hammering inside her pussy. When the passion subsided, she caressed his back and smiled as the cock continued to slip in and out of her lubricated pussy sending sweet sensations all over her body. 

"I want to cum," Narang spoke slowing down his pace. 

"Cum inside my pussy...," Kavita's voice was hoarse, she stretched her legs wider. 

"No... I want to cum on your tits." 

"Uggg... Ohh... Ahhh...I cannot stop you..." she groaned and spread eagled. 

Narang was already on the edge and as she presented her body he pulled out his cock and aimed at her breasts. The first stream of fizz hit her chin, leaving a trail over her breasts. The second and third landed on the mark. He squeezed out the last drops on her stomach. 

Kavita closed her eyes and lay still on the bed letting the hot cum turn cold and trickle down her sides. Narang stumbled back on his feet and walked slowly to pick up his half finished drink. Ravi was dazed and sat motionless on his chair, he looked at his wife's bosom, rising and falling with each breath and the satisfied look on her face. He fell in love with her all over again and all he wanted to do was to take her into his arm and kiss her. 

In a trance he walked to her and watched her spread on the bed, he kneeled beside her when she opened her eyes and saw him trying to bend over her. 

"NO...STOP...," she screamed and pushed him back.

"What do you think you are trying to do," she shouted, jumping out of the bed. 

"I...I... just wanted to kiss you..." he stammered finding her so annoyed. 

"You want to kiss me? ... Now? ... When I am covered in cum?" she stared him with disgust in her eyes.

"No... no... I don't mean that... It is not what you think," he panicked. 

Kavita was furious and she stared him with fire in her eyes. She was pained finding her husband act like a defeated man, a humiliation loving cuckold or a serving slave to her wife, trying to love her when another man's cum is on her. She felt humiliated in front of Narang. Ravi stood dumbfounded, not knowing what to do, he so much wanted to explain to her that he was overcome with the feelings of joy and love for her. He never wanted to act like cum worshipping cuckold.

"Kavita... please... I ..." he tried to explain but Kavita stopped him.

"Just shut up and leave... Please," she rushed to the bathroom. 

He stood like a statue, watching the door of the bathroom where she disappeared. He felt a hand on his shoulder. 

"I think you should leave..., you can sleep in the guest bedroom," Narang spoke. Ravi looked at him strangely, 'this is my house, my bedroom and he is asking me to get out.' 

"She is upset right now," Narang explained, "don't try to talk to her tonight... you can speak to her tomorrow."

Ravi nodded and glanced at the closed bathroom door, then slowly dragged himself out of the room. Kavita finished a quick shower and stepped out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel, he looked at Narang who was closing the door and enquired about Ravi. 

"He is sleeping in the guest bedroom," Narang spoke cheerfully as he closed the door.

"Why?" Kavita looked upset.

"Well you asked him to leave," Narang looked surprised. 

"Yeah, I asked..." She slipped into a night gown and slowly climbed on the bed, thinking about her husband's behaviour, 'I asked to leave and he left... just like that...' she felt annoyed. 

Narang slipped beside her on the bed and took her into his arms. 

"Please... Narang... I want to sleep now..."

"Yes... off course... take rest," he was cautious sensing her bad mood.

...

Neha tossed and turned in her bed, her sleep was disturbed for no apparent reason. She woke up feeling thirsty and looked for the water bottle on the bedside table.

"Shit," the water bottle was empty. Reluctantly she got out of the bed and in her drowsy state walked to the kitchen. As she was drinking she saw her daddy came out of his bedroom and walked towards the guest room. 

'Still drinking with Narang uncle and mommy must have kicked them out to the guest room,' she giggled. She started to walk back to her room, water bottle clutched in her hands. As she was walking through the living room she saw Narang at the door of her parent's bedroom. Neha could not believe her eyes when she saw that he was only wearing boxers and her mother walked behind him wrapped in a towel. The door closed and she stood in a shock, trembling, not wanting to believe what she saw. 

Must be dreaming, she pinched herself and stared at the close doors. 'My god,' this is not a dream, what is she doing with uncle and why is dad in the guest room. She has no answers but whatever her mind tells her she was not ready to believe it, 'it can't be true.' She stood there in the dark for good five minutes hoping some activities which will be contrary to what she saw, but none... finally she walked back to her room, not knowing what to do. 

...

Kavita could not sleep; her mind was playing and replaying the events of the night, feeling melancholy. Narang was caressing her long hairs as she rested her head on his chest. She was unhappy the way Ravi behaved, she never wanted him to feel a second citizen in his own house, to be a less of a man. All she wanted was that all three of them should enjoy like equal partners to a fun filled night. 

She glanced towards Narang and felt strange knowing that he was falling in love with her and she too was feeling attached to him. This should not be happening, but she has no control over it. She absentmindedly moved her hand over Narang's almost hairless chest slipping it lower until it touched the cock hidden in the boxers. It immediately twitched and started to grow hard.

"You always had two times whenever we do it... so why break this rule tonight," she smiled and grabbed his meat. 

Narang was pleasantly surprised and kissed her lips, "You are so sweet."

Kavita opened her mouth and sucked his tongue and hungrily kissed his lips. She stroked the cock to full erection and brushed her lips over his face, neck and then moved lower to his chest and abdomen. Narang gasped in pleasure and relaxed on the bed letting her pleasure him with her mouth.

Kavita quickly moved to his cock and started to suck him in earnest. Narang held her hairs and enjoyed the soft lips on his cock; he bucked his groin to push it as far as possible. 

"You always wanted to cum in my mouth," she spoke raising her head and Narang looked into her eyes not believing what he heard. She smiled mischievously and lowered her head back onto his shaft. 

"Yesss... ahhh..." Narang could not believe his luck, he let himself go and enjoyed the sweet sensations caused by the hot tongue and the soft lips. He took his time fucking her mouth, pushing all the way to her throat and then pulling back, letting her breath. The thick cock stretched her mouth to maximum and slipped in and out easily. Narang always wanted to have a full blowjob and to cum in her sweet mouth, so now when he got the opportunity he wanted to make full use of it. He grabbed her face in his hands and watched his cock disappear inside her.

"Ahhmm... uggg..." he groaned as large amount of pre cum oozed out and spread over her tongue. She lurched back as the thick cum splashed into her mouth, instinct caused her to pull back but she wanted to take him so she shut her eyes tightly and bobbled her head onto his shaft, sucking hard, determined to milk every drop of cum.

...

Ravi tossed and turned on the bed in the guest room. He was so happy to watch them fuck but then he cursed himself for spoiling the moment in the end. He was so satisfied to watch Narang stretch her pussy with his thick cock and the satisfaction on her face, he just wanted to express his love to her. 'Anyway I will explain to her in the morning,' he thought. 

His sleep was disturbed at the noise of opening of the door, he was surprised that he was able to sleep through the night, early morning sun was shining outside. Kavita was on his bedside with a cup of tea. He saw she had only one cup, usually they both had tea together in the morning, but he understood today maybe she wanted to have it with Narang. 

"Narang left in the morning... have your tea and freshen up," she spoke casually and quickly walked out. He knew she is still upset, no problem I will make her understand, he smiled. Then all hell broke loose. 

Kavita asked Narang to leave early in the morning as she doesn't want him to meet Ravi. After he left she prepared the tea as usual but she was in no mood to have it with her husband so she handed him his cup and went to her father's room. The old man was up and sitting in his bed, when Kavita wished good morning and placed the cup on bed side table she noticed him in pain. He was having a heart attack; she was stunned for a moment not knowing what to do then she rushed outside to call doctor. 

...

The entire family was outside the operation theatre as the old man was rushed to hospital where he was given the primary treatment and then bypass surgery was advised. Neha and Priya were sitting on the bench just outside the door and their red eyes were witness that they have been crying. The doctors have expressed little chance for the success of the operation. 

Kavita was standing some distance away from them, with Ravi and was not able to stop her tears. After the death of her parents, he was like a father to her. Ravi was keeping up a brave face and caressed her head to calm her. She prayed to god and believed that nothing will happen to him whatever the doctors say, she wanted to lay her head on Ravi's shoulder and relax. 

"He will be alright," suddenly Kavita heard Narang's voice. He placed a firm hand on her shoulder, "he is a strong old man... don't worry nothing will happen to him." Kavita turned around and was happy to find him; she slipped into his open arms, wetting his chest with her tears. Narang caressed her back trying to comfort her. 

Neha watched her mother into the arms of this man while her dad looked on worriedly. She shivered remembering the event of the last night. Ravi saw them moving away from him and didn't know what would be more painful, losing his father or losing his wife.



Fantasy Fulfilled Ch. 03



She hugged me tighter to her breasts and said, "No problem, Sweet, I'm dressed just fine for that!" and giggled.

Now I knew there was more than just a streak of exhibitionist in her! Less than five minutes later, the doorbell range. Jason and Dana had arrived.

Dana walked in and said, with a smirk, ogling Bronwyn, "Gee! Hope we didn't barge in on anything!" We all laughed.

Laughter came much easier these days. And it was genuine mirth, not of the 'nervous' variety. I quickly ascertained they had not eaten dinner yet and that they loved Chinese food. I think I must have noticeably sighed with relief. Well, I care about these dear friends and wanted things to be the best for them that I could create. We all chatted brightly, excited about the upcoming dress rehearsal, tomorrow.

Then Bronwyn, always the showman, stopped everyone with, "Attention! May I please have your undivided attention? Very soon the Chinese restaurant delivery boy will be here with our dinner. I have planned a little surprise for him. When he arrives, I want all of you to hide around the corner in the kitchen with the lights out, so that you can see his face during the delivery, and be quiet!" she emphasized.

"I will answer the door and accept the order. There will be multiple bags; I'm sure, at least three. I will take one at a time, turn around, bend over and place it on the floor behind me - mind you, one at a time. Note the expression on his face as I do this, because, with my back to him, I won't be able to see his reaction."

By this time we were all roaring with laughter.

"The front hall light will be on and the front door light will be on, so his reactions should easily be seen and this will provide enough light for him to take in the treasures on display. OK, everybody got it?"

I butted in with, "And I'll be ready to fend him off should he make any move toward you!" bunching my fists.

Bronwyn looked at me in alarm. Clearly, she hadn't thought of that possibility. Oh, my innocent, luscious darling, I thought. So full of fun and life! With all of Bron's open lust, there still were spots of endearing innocence that gripped my heart tightly.

We saw the delivery car pull up out front and very quickly went to our places, turning on or off the appropriate lights. The door bell rang. You could feel the excitement in the air. We were really like a bunch of little kids, shaking with held-in laughter! Bronwyn walked softly to the front door, seeming to glide there. She slowly opened the door to survey the scene. There was a clean-cut, slender young man standing there with four bags of Chinese food. She then opened the door widely and the boy's expression was priceless! He just stood there, gawking at her, unable to speak, with a growing bulge in his pants.

Bronwyn said, "Oh, Hi! You must be from the Golden Dragon." He still couldn't talk, but continued to stare fixedly at her jiggling breasts through the virtually, transparent nightie, the bulge in his pants continuing to grow.

She said, "Hand me one of the bags, please."

He stumbled around, picked up one of the bags and handed it to her, still wordless. She said, "Thank you." and turned around and bent over at the waist, placing the bag on the floor in the front hall, spreading her thighs slightly, very confident he could fully see her glistening, bare pussy.

As she did so, his eyes bugged out of his head and he involuntarily clutched at his raging hard-on. It was obvious he was having trouble breathing... This cycle was repeated three more times. He still hadn't spoken. She asked him what the bill was. He numbly reached into his shirt pocket, as if in a trance, and proffered her the bill/receipt. She reached over to the side table next to the front door and handed him the money.

She said, "Keep the change for all your trouble," and began to close the door very slowly, all the while, smiling at him demurely.

He still stood there, rooted to the spot, massaging his stiff cock through his pants. Suddenly, he bucked and it was obvious he'd cum. A dark stain began to spread in the crotch of his light khaki trousers. He sucked in a deep breath and turned, walking back to his car. I'm very sure, it was a 'delivery' he'd never forget! As he drove away, we howled with laughter! Shaking until our stomachs hurt. Now, that was a show! We all told Bronwyn of his various reactions as best we could, howling all the while. Slowly things settled down and Bronwyn suggested we eat.

However, Dana, somewhat stirred by recent events, said, "Why don't we strip down and feed each other?" My cock sprang to life - somehow I sensed this could be extremely erotic! I turned to Bronwyn and said, "We did order egg roles didn't we?" We all smiled knowingly.

But, then I said, "The food's just a nicety - the 'practice' is a necessity! I'm not saying we shouldn't strip down, I just want to get practicing without any unnecessary delay!"

This brought more guffaws as we turned to open the bags of food and shed our clothes. Even Bronwyn threw off her nightie. I'll admit, it was hard for me to concentrate on the food, even hungry as I was! While Chinese food is aromatic, there were clearly other fragrances wafting in the air... I had been thinking about Bron's earlier request, trying to 'picture' the setup. 

The best arrangement I could come up with was for me to lie down on my back on our king-size bed, with my head about a foot from the top of the bed, with a pillow under my butt and head. Bron would straddle me, doggy style and facing toward me with my cock buried in her pussy. Jason would kneel behind her and moving over her, impale her asshole on his cock. Dana would then stand, straddled over me and leaning back on the top of the headboard on a pillow, thrust her lovely cunt into Bron's face.

No other arrangement I considered seemed like it would work as well. Oh, sure, there were alternatives for me and Jason that would work fine for us, but that would leave the relationship of Bronwyn and Dana physically 'strained'. Dana had to be able to bend her spread legs to effectively present her pussy at an angle that would allow Bronwyn to attack her the way we'd seen her do at the club and that could only be done if she had something stable she could lean up against.

This arrangement would also give me the opportunity to play with Bron's breasts and sensitive nipples, as well as her clit, which I knew would definitely enhance her pleasure, and mine! This arrangement would also provide Jason with a perfect view of Dana, as she was being ravished by Bron's mouth! Throughout the meal, there had been a lot of touching and stroking. Breasts were fondled, nipples pinched and tongued, hard-ons stroked, and pussies fingered, just good old casual fun among friends! The result was that it wasn't long before our interest in the food began to wane. Now all satisfied by our Chinese friends, we put the leftovers in the fridge and washed our hands.

As we all headed upstairs to our master bedroom, Bronwyn told Dana and Jason what she wanted to try to do in the way of 'practice' I followed up the stairs behind Dana, Jason behind Bronwyn. I could see Dana's pussy, pink and wet! Her asshole, a lovely nut-brown bud, worked from side to side as she ascended the stairs. The fragrance of her sex, musky and thick, trailed behind her. My own arousal was growing rapidly, just walking up the stairs behind this beauty!

As we walked into our bedroom, Bron turned to me and asked if I had thought of some way to accomplish what she'd asked me about earlier.

I said, "Yes! There are a few ways we could approach it, but there's one arrangement which I think would be best," I paused, "for all of us!"

From the looks of lust on all their faces, following Bronwyn's explanation of what she hoped we could do, I knew any preliminaries would be pointless. So, I went to the linen closet, pulled out a bunch of pillows and returned to the bed. I stripped off our down comforter, putting it over in the corner by the closet. I laid down in the center of the bed, resting my head on the pillows at the head of the bed and placed two pillows, one on top of the other, under my hips, keeping my legs straight down and together. My hard-on was like a flagpole!

"OK, Bronwyn, come here. Straddle me doggy style and facing me. And, yes, please put my cock in your wonderful pussy as you settle in." I grinned. With evident excitement coursing through her gorgeous body and her pussy already dripping, Bronwyn came over and did what I told her to do. As she sank onto my raging hard-on, she sighed and I grunted. Her pussy walls felt like they were made of the most, soft velvet, but warm and juicy! She felt so tight! It took a real effort on my part not to cum right then and there! To distract me, I reached up and began to fondle her beautiful, full breasts.

"Next," I said, "Jason! There's a tube of KY here on the lamp table. Yeah, right there. It's that new type that warms as it's applied." Both Jason and Bronwyn looked at me and smiled lasciviously. "Good! Now, Jason, get up behind Bronwyn and lean over her, straddling my legs, too, and impale her tight asshole on your cock, like you did before. But, of course, go through any preliminaries you feel are appropriate."

Jason moved into position, but before fully settling in, provided his 'preparation ceremony' for Bronwyn. As he applied the KY, some of it went onto her labia and I could feel the warming sensation as it mingled with the juices from her pussy. By the time he was done and ready to enter her; she was panting and thrusting her clit down on my pelvis. Jason, with Bronwyn's asshole fully lubed, warmed and stretched open, slid his well-lubed, long, slender and rigid cock slowly into her. Bronwyn moaned loudly thrust back and then shrieked as her body stiffened and she experienced an intense orgasm! Jason held her firmly by the hips as his cock went all the way into her bowels, his balls slapping against her labia.

Bronwyn's body shuddered, she ground her clit against the base of my cock, her hips bucking. Her juices gushed out of her pussy, soaking my crotch and flowing onto the pillow below me. Jason held her hips firmly to prevent her orgasmic thrashing from dislodging either of us from her precious, gripping holes. Bronwyn's breathing steadied and I was certain she was ready to continue by the way she responded to my stroking of her breasts and nipples. I said, "OK, Dana! Grab a couple of pillows and stand up on the bed facing Bron with your feet on either side of my chest, but outside my arms. I need to have them free to continue servicing Bron's breasts. You'll want to put the pillows behind you on the top of the headboard, so you can lean back on them with your shoulders while you spread your legs and thrust your pussy forward to be sucked out by Bron."

She got up on the bed and stepped over me. As she did, I could see her pussy was already engorged and sopping wet. Bron's orgasm had had an incredible effect on all of us. The raw lust was thick in the air! Bronwyn's eyes were glazed with lust, but as Dana got in place and presented her pussy, Bronwyn's eyes brightened and she seemed to lunge forward, grabbing Dana's ass cheeks from underneath and thrusting her mouth ravenously into Dana's delightful, dripping pussy. I knew it was dripping, not only because I could see it, but I also could feel it, dripping on my chest. It was hot!

As Bronwyn slashed her tongue up and down and back and forth over Dana's pussy lips and clit, she pushed two of her fingers into Dana's pussy and slowly frigged her g-spot.

I looked at Jason and suggested, "Should we try to find some rhythm of some sort, like we either both thrust at the same time, or we alternate. Let's find out what's best!"

He said he'd done this a few times before and the best always seemed to be to alternate, but to keep the strokes short. This way, we could obtain a maximum stimulation for ourselves without eliminating the highly stimulating feeling of fullness for Bronwyn.

Made sense to me, so that's what we did - each of us slowly stroking, one after the other - me in Bron's pussy and Jason in her ass. While Bronwyn's primary focus was on Dana's pussy, she soon picked up what was happening with us and naturally timed her thrusts with ours, each time burying me fully into her pussy and then fully burying Jason into her ass. In this way, she had the sense of being fully in control and causing us all to crescendo toward orgasm.

I fondled her breasts and nipples tenderly, squeezing and pinching and stroking lightly and gently. Jason was intently watching Dana writhe on Bronwyn's tongue, bucking and rotating her hips in small circles, the center of which was Bron's tongue on her clit. Jason's body began to stiffen a little and he shuddered. His eyes were glazed over with lust! I sensed Jason was nearing an orgasm, but holding it back, and I'm sure, not without some effort.

After all, the scene in front of him was highly erotic, highly stimulating!! And his throbbing cock was buried in Bronwyn's tight ass, which seemed to be trying to milk him as her muscles rhythmically contracted around his cock!

Suddenly, Dana began to shout out, "Oh God, yessss, oh yessss, suuuuuuck meeeeeeee!!! Oh God, that feeeels ssssoooo ggooood!!" She was thrashing her head back and forth, her gorgeous breasts bouncing and swaying as her hips were rapidly pumping in short, little strokes!

Bronwyn increased the tempo of her attack on Dana's pussy and pulled Dana's ass cheeks more forcefully into her face. Bronwyn grabbed Dana's clit firmly with her lips, pulled on it and lashed the sensitive nub with her tongue, back and forth, back and forth - Dana screamed, "Aaagh! Aaagghh!! Aaaaaaaagggghhhhh!!!!" 

A virtual flood of pussy juice sprayed out of Dana's cunt, all over Bronwyn's fingers, face and breasts - and my chest and stomach. I rolled my fingers in it - tasted sweet!

Dana's chest was heaving as she gasped for breath and her body was twisting, contorting, as the overwhelming orgasm coursed throughout her beautiful young body. She began to collapse on top of me, her legs buckling, her body spasming and shuddering. I saw this coming so was able to reach up with my hands to support her descent. I shifted her off gently but firmly to one side, so she was sitting at the top of the bed, leaning back against the headboard. Her breathing was still a little ragged and her hands were clasped tightly between her thighs, pressed against her pussy, still jerking and squirming as another intense orgasm flowed over her. She was whimpering softly as the intensity subsided.

Bronwyn leaned forward slightly, seeming to readjust the fit of Jason and me in her, then she began to rock on us, matching our thrusts. Bronwyn seemed to be able to cause us to increase the speed and length of our thrusts. Without doubt, a serious crescendo was building in all three of us - a mind-shattering one!

As our pace increased, Bronwyn began to gasp and moan loudly, throwing her body wickedly onto our pistoning, steel-like rods. Her arms were extended onto my shoulders, her hands gripped them fiercely. Her face was contorted, her eyes clenched tightly shut, as she soared into the throes of the most overpowering climax she'd ever experienced!

Suddenly, I could see Dana at Bronwyn's breasts sucking her nipples, one after the other, frantically as she kneaded her globes softly and tenderly. Dana's eyes were also closed as she nursed tenderly on her friend's breasts. As she nursed, Dana had yet another orgasm, clenching her thighs tightly together, but not stopping the flow of juices which gushed out of her pussy.

Bronwyn was totally lost in the realm of lust, unseeing, but feeling with a newly found intensity! Her body seemed to continually convulse as the speed of her rocking went faster and faster! I felt that concentration of tingling and warmth, deep in my groin which heralds the beginning of my own orgasm, rapidly rising higher and higher in intensity until my body just begged for release!

Jason was grimacing, trying to hold back his own explosion. Suddenly the dam broke! Bronwyn screamed out as she clenched her entire body around the incredible strength of the feeling roaring through her sex and emanating outward through her entirety. Jason thrust fully into Bronwyn and filled her bowels with spurt after spurt after spurt of rich cream. It seemed to be unending, squeezing out from around his shaft and flowing down onto her gushing pussy. He moaned loudly and fell slightly forward touching Bronwyn's back with his forehead. His breath was coming in loud, ragged gasps!

Simultaneously, my own orgasm overtook me, my cum boiling up from my spasming balls, and shooting deep into Bronwyn's squirting pussy as I thrust upward and held there, adding to the flows flooding all over my balls and dripping onto the pillow under me. Bright lights were strobing in my head and my blood was racing as never before! I felt as if my very being was being drawn up into Bronwyn. It felt wonderful to be able to make her a gift of me!

I don't know how long we all lay there, jerking, twitching, shuddering, floating... I opened my eyes as I heard Bronwyn whimper softly, "Oh my dearest friends...can it conceivably get any better? I can't imagine... it's beyond my ability to comprehend..." She was lying on my chest, breathing softly and with a gentle rhythm. She tenderly tongued one of my nipples and stroked my throat lightly with her fingertips. "Oh, Brett," she whispered, "I love you so much! I love you all; you've all given me so much. But, never fear. I'll get even."

I murmured into her ear, "And this is not even the dress rehearsal."

At that, she giggled and raised herself up, Jason rising off her back, where he had been laying. Dana, laying curled up next to both Bronwyn and I, stirred lazily as Bronwyn sat up. Bronwyn reached back with her right hand and stroked the outside of Jason's thigh, expressing her love for him. While with her left hand she reached over and stroked Dana's hair, expressing her love for her.

To me, it was extremely moving, and my eyes misted.

We rearranged ourselves on the bed. Jason was cuddling Dana (who had already drifted back to sleep) like a protective shroud, basking in the feel of her tender, young, luscious body. Bronwyn was embracing me with her legs, while lightly stroking my chest and shoulders and softly touching my lips with her fingertips. Bron and I sighed as we, too, drifted off to sleep. 

Later, I awakened, gently untangled myself from Bron's grip and carefully placed the down comforter over us all. Crawling back under, Bron found me again and hugging me tenderly said softly, "I love you so! You give me so much joy and happiness!

I hugged her back, stroking her hair and told her she was only getting what she deserved. Softly, she hugged me again. I basked in her profession of love for me and my overwhelming love for her as we drifted back to sleep.

See the final episode, Chapter 4 of Fantasy Fulfilled by LilverFox300, coming soon...



Fantasy Fulfilled Ch. 04



The Final Chapter

I owe a deep debt of gratitude to Angel_Love (a Volunteer Editor) for graciously and competently taking on the task of editing this submission to Literotica. Without her guidance and sharp eye, I don't think I would have got by the 'censors'. I'm blessed though as she's agreed to edit all my submissions and I'm going to take her up on that! For any of you out there who are the least bit hesitant about submitting a story, get in communication with Angel_Love as you'll get all the help and encouragement you need to become successful submitting stories for publication in Literotica.

When we arrived for the dress rehearsal, there was a misty kind of rain falling outside, giving this whole scene a surrealistic ambience. It seemed like a kind of protective cloud was surrounding us, making everything cozy, keeping out any possibility of harm or hurt. I felt like 'the Gods are smiling on us'!

Jason and Dana were waiting in his gorgeous Porsche, parked close to the club's entrance in the nearly empty parking lot as Bronwyn and I pulled in next to them. We all stepped into the club and were greeted by John as we walked into the big room on the ground floor. He turned and pointed to the area that usually was the dance floor. 

"We're not finished setting up," he said, "but, we've got enough of the basics done that we can complete the setup for you guys!"

There was a circular stage in the middle of the dance floor. The floor of the stage was about eight feet above the dance floor. The stage was about forty feet in diameter. Surrounding it were circular bleachers, in the process of being assembled. The height of the first row was such that a spectator, seated, could see anything at the center of the stage starting at about the three foot level. The bleachers rose from the dance floor to about eight feet from the ceiling. This setup would support seating for well over three hundred people, I estimated - and John had said it was already 'sold out'!

On one side of the stage there was a set of folding steps which looked like they could be folded flush into the side of the stage when not in use. The angle of these steps would allow anyone walking up them, to do so with ease as they extended out into the walkway which spectators would use to get into the lower section of bleachers.

There was a circular curtain suspended from the ceiling, dropping down about two feet, within which there were four sets of twin, thin steel cables hanging down with a two inch diameter ring attached at the bottom of each. They looked like the rings provided with rock climber's equipment. The top of the cables were curled over twin steel rollers in blocks which seemed to be able to slide on tracks attached to the ceiling, the cables continuing on into what looked like large wheels with motors on the inside of the space within the circular curtain. There were two motors on the end of each track. These were winches which could both raise and lower the two cables on each track and also position along the track.

Each track ran into the center of the area. As there were two cables at each point, with separate motors, I assumed they could be operated individually which would allow for adjusting their burden's height on a linear basis. That is, something attached to the two rings at any one point could be tilted at any desired angle. The cables were all lowered such that the rings were at 'chair height' above the stage floor.

Very cleaver, I thought!

John led us to the stage and up the stairs. Four of his assistants followed us up the stairs carrying, what appeared to be, 'costumes' of some kind. The costumes were made of a fine, flesh-colored mesh with ring-clips attached to three-foot long 'strings' at two points on each costume. John told me later the costumes were entirely of Kavlar, an 'unbreakable' material!

John asked, "OK, is everyone ready to begin the final 'fittings'?" We all nodded, yes.

"Good, all of you will be assisted to strip down all the way."

I didn't immediately understand why we needed to be assisted, but picked up on the 'why' later on. John nodded to his assistants and waived them to begin. One came to each of us with our 'costume' in hand and began to help us strip down. There were very attractive, young women with Jason and me and well-conditioned and good looking young men with Bronwyn and Dana. This somehow increased the sexual tension as they helped us shed our clothes. We all quickly slipped out of our shoes and socks. The young girl with me then unbuckled my pants and unzipped my fly. She knelt in front of me and pulled my pants down. I was getting aroused by this as evidenced by my rapidly growing erection. I glanced at Jason and saw he was in the same condition.

I stepped out of my pants and the young girl reached up from her kneeling position and put her fingers into the top of my boxers and pulled them down. My erection sprang out, almost hitting her in the face. I stepped out of my underpants and she placed them on my pants. Then, still kneeling in front of me, she reached up and stroked my rigid cock and leaned forward and kissed it on the purple head. She ran her tongue around it, lingering on that sensitive area underneath. I almost came right there! She stood, giving my cock a gentle pull!

When she finished unbuttoning my shirt, her hands slipped under it and she ran her fingertips over my chest. When she passed over my nipples, she tweaked them, and then gently rubbed her palms on them. This was incredibly erotic! Again, I had to 'pinch down' to prevent an immediate climax. She helped me out of my shirt and placed it with my other clothes on the edge of the stage.

I observed that Jason had been similarly served.

Dana and Bronwyn had came dressed in simple frocks, as John had asked when he called, which buttoned down the front. Neither was wearing a bra or panties, per his instructions.

As each lady stood there, the men stood in front of them and began to unbutton their frocks, starting at the top. As they got down to their waists, they slipped their hands inside their dresses and ran their hands lightly over the women's breasts, fondling them gently and softly pinching their nipples. Both women moaned, eyes closed, their heads falling back as they arched their backs, pressing their breasts into the fondling hands.

Now it was clear to me these preliminaries were deliberate. John wanted us all to be able to participate fully in the 'final adjustments' - we'd need to be able to easily penetrate the appropriate orifices and they needed to be ready to accept us! Then, the male assistants continued to unbutton the ladies' dresses, kneeling on the floor in front of them. As they completed the unbuttoning, they stood and helped Bronwyn and Dana out of their dresses, folded them and put them with their shoes and footies.

They returned to the ladies, knelt in front of them and began to lightly run their fingers over the ladies' feet and ankles and gradually moved higher until they were on their thighs. Both Bron and Dana flushed and spread their feet to allow access further.

The assistants stroked their inner thighs and softly ran their fingers over their pusses. They ran their fingertips up and down their labia, pushing in lightly from time to time until, each lady flowing copiously, made it possible for the men to insert a finger into each pussy, slowly thrusting in and out and increasing the number of fingers until they had three fingers in each girl's pussy, with a thumb swirling around their clits.

Both Bronwyn and Dana orgasmed! Moaning their pleasure loudly.

The arousal begun, each assistant began to dress us in our costumes. Each costume was like a brief 'teddy' which provided both hip and shoulder support, leaving our arms and legs totally free to move. There were 'open' areas in each costume, specially designed to facilitate each person's unique role in the performance. Jason and my costume each had a fully open crotch. Dana's allowed her breasts and pussy to be freely available. Bronwyn's was a little trickier - not only were her breasts and pussy fully available, but so was her lovely asshole.

Sturdy hooks and clasps were engaged and we were each firmly encased, our sexes seeming to be emphasized, naked and not covered by the otherwise easily seen through fine mesh. Now, the two clasps on each costume were snapped securely onto the twin rings dangling on the end of the cables by each of us. We were each about six feet apart. Bronwyn was the first to be raised. Her cables lifted her so that she was tilted backward, her head slightly higher than her waist and with her legs supported and spread wide. She looked like she was lying on a bed. Next, I was raised. My cables guided me up, overall even with Bron's body and stopped, my rigid cock pointed at Bronwyn's glistening pussy. Then, Jason was raised similarly, such that his stiff cock was pointing at Bron's tight asshole.

Then, motors began to whirr again and Jason and I moved in close to Bronwyn. As we approached her, our three bodies were adjusted to allow for each of us to be in the exact right position to perform our role in the show. It was obvious the motors were multiple speed, because our movement as we got closer and closer to each other slowed down to the point that minute adjustments in our position, one to the other, were possible.

I looked at Bronwyn. She was flushed, breathing hard and fondling her breasts, pulling and pinching her nipples. Her eyes were closed. I knew she had no fear of heights (we had earlier determined none of us did), so I assumed she was aroused, in contemplation of what was beginning to unfold. I was right, noting her body shudder as an orgasm flowed through her. A low moan escaped her beautiful lips. Her pussy was glistening in the light, as her juices dripped from her, dropping on the floor beneath her. The assistants below looked up and noting the source of the dripping, clapped and cheered. They knew what that meant to the success of the performance!

Before Bronwyn had been raised up, her asshole had been prepared. So, now, as Jason's cock was positioned for entry, coated with excess lubricant, the head of his shaft gradually was pushed into her. The motors whirred again and Jason's cock was buried completely in her tight, clutching asshole.

Then, my position began to change and the head of my stiff member zeroed in on Bronwyn's gorgeous pussy. There was ample lubricant from her recent orgasm to allow me to enter her sopping sex. The motors whirred again and she was impaled on my rigid shaft.


Bronwyn came again, her climax having been initiated by Jason's entry into her asshole and pushed over the top by my entry into her pussy. Her pussy and ass were clutching and milking Jason and my rods as rhythmic contractions wracked her body. She bucked and thrashed about, but the apparatus kept us together. We just all swayed slightly as a connected group.

Jason and I fought to hold back our own rising orgasms. Bronwyn was gasping for breath, spasming and clutching the top of her thighs, not daring to put her hands near her gushing, supersensitive pussy!

Once again, the staff below clapped and cheered, yelling appreciatively at Bronwyn.

When her breathing had calmed, the sound of motors whirring began again and Dana was raised to a position above Bronwyn. Dana was tilted slightly to a position as if she were laying on her back, with her legs spread wide. I could see her pussy was very wet.

The motors whirred again and Dana descended to a position where her juicy cunt was being pushed comfortably into Bronwyn's face. Bron gripped Dana's ass cheeks and began to eat her out furiously. It did not take long for Dana to begin bucking and screaming out her own climax, accompanied by Bronwyn, cumming again. Both women's juices dripped to the floor, amid the hoots and cheers of the staff below.

Jason and I were able to thrust in and out of Bronwyn and had begun our motions such as to induce Bronwyn's rocking motion which we had 'practiced' earlier. Now as Bronwyn was cumming, her rocking increased to the point that both Jason and I came simultaneously.

Bronwyn could feel our climaxing! Another intense orgasm swept through her and she screamed out with joy and thrashed her mouth over Dana's pussy, bringing her, too, to another crashing climax.

We were hanging there, interlocked, climaxing all at the same time! We bucked! We jerked! We spasmed! All the while screaming out our passion as it released! The air was thick with lust. I glanced down and noted the assistants on the platform were all engaged in various sex acts, pleasuring each other as we had just done, hanging above them.

John told me later that the motors were computer driven and that these final adjustments were being automatically programmed in. The result of this would be that these actions we had just been through would all be part of the final performance. Wow! What a show this was going to be!

But, then I realized the Thompson twins were not there. I'd have to check that with John. We stayed there, in the air, seemingly suspended by our interconnected sexes. None of us was strained in our positions, the apparatus fully supporting us. We could have stayed there for hours. Well, who knows, we might just do that in the last analysis!

After a bit and the staff were ready, we began to be lowered toward the stage as a connected group. When we got down to a point about four feet from the surface of the stage, the whirring stopped. The Thompson twins came up the stairs, naked, carrying wooden boxes. They placed them on either side of Bronwyn and stepping up on them, pointed their raging hard-ons at her. She smiled broadly and reaching out with her hands, began to slowly jerk them off, while gently licking Dana's pussy and rocking on Jason and my cocks. They, in turn, per the instructions given them by John, fondled and played with Bronwyn's breasts as best they could.

Some quick adjustments were made to the placement of their wooden boxes so that their 'connection' to Bronwyn was perfect. Then tape was put around the boxes on the floor of the stage to define where they should place them during the performance. Then, Bronwyn decided she wanted to suck the boys' cocks again, while they fondled her and Dana, so new box positions were established.

Well, it looked like we were all set. But Bronwyn had no intention of ending off until the twins had both cum, one in her mouth and one all over her breasts! She continued to pull on them with her mouth and tongue until they climaxed, screaming out their release. Bronwyn wasn't sure which one had cum in her mouth this time. She hoped it was not the same one who had cum in her mouth the first time, wanting to 'share the wealth'. John and a couple more assistants came up onto the stage. They all agreed that this had been, without doubt, the most erotic scene they had ever observed (and they had seen plenty). They said the performance would be the most unforgettable the audience would ever see.

John said, "To start the performance, I want each of you to come up on the stage just as you did today, in the following sequence: first, you Brett, then, Jason, then, Dana and finally, Bronwyn. The Thompson twins will come up a bit later, as a culmination of the act. You'll come up one at a time, such that only one of you is on stage at a time to be placed in your 'harness'. I think we should go through the same undressing bit. That was really hot! But the staff serving you will be handpicked for their attractiveness and naked. When the performance has been completed, the circular curtain up there will drop to the stage floor surrounding you in a draped cylinder."

At that, John signaled his crew to remove us from the apparatus, so we could get dressed and go home. The Thompson twins stayed to hug and kiss Bronwyn, both stroking her body as they stood around her, seeming to be mesmerized by her gorgeous breasts. It was agreed we'd all show up on Saturday night at six o'clock. The show was scheduled to begin an hour after our arrival, at 7 PM. The four of us were starved and decided to go out for Chinese at the Golden Dragon on the way home. We were all hoping we'd see the delivery boy (chuckle), so Bronwyn could parade by him.

Friday and Saturday were days and nights filled with excitement and anticipation! I'm sure none of us slept much! Bronwyn and I met Dana and Jason outside the club just before 6 PM as planned and went in together. We were all nervous, but in a good way! We couldn't wait to get started. Each of us had selected clothes which we felt would enhance the early part of the performance when we were each being stripped to be put in our harness. 

I agree with John, this was definitely an addition to the show, setting the stage, so to speak and building the level of excitement and lust in the audience. The stage and bleachers were now all completed and the whole thing looked very professional. The "special seats" which John said sold for $500.00 apiece were the first eight rows tiered up from the bottom and were covered with red velvet. There were red velvet cushions at each place and by their spacing it was clear everyone would have an unobstructed view of the stage and us. I estimated there were at least 100 cushions. That meant $50,000 in ticket sales and at 15%; our take was $7,500 from those sales alone, at a minimum! The rest of the bleachers were plain wooden boards. At $100 a seat for those...well, I didn't try to estimate, but was confident we'd be sharing at least $12,000 among us. That was $3,000 each for one night of pure pleasure! Interesting business!

The sides of the stage were now draped in dark blue velvet. It looked great! The circular curtain which would drop down from the ceiling appeared to be diaphanous, thus after it had dropped down at the end, the images of our bodies would still clearly be seen, before we were each removed from our harness and dressed. I had a quick thought as I perceived that fact, that there was some chance we might not get out of our harnesses very quickly!

The lighting had all been set up now, too, with spots aimed at center stage from all angles - from the edges of the stage, from the ceiling above and from the walls about the room. There would not be a shadow anywhere on any of our bodies at any time! And the lighting would be bright enough for anyone in any seat to see clearly everything that was in their line of sight! John was indeed, a professional!

John spotted us walking into the stage area and came to greet us. He told us his people would provide us with the apparel for the opening scene. Jason and I were to be in baby-blue silk shirts and pants with white loafers, Dana would be in a soft pink, silk frock with matching heels, and Bronwyn would be dressed in a blood red silk frock with matching heels. No socks would be used. The articles of clothing were replete with buttons so the act could take place much as it had at the dress rehearsal.

John said the sequence in which we would come on the stage had changed. He wanted Bronwyn to come on first so that she would get 'maximum exposure'! Otherwise the sequence was the same. I could see that with this change, Bronwyn would be 'in position' as each of us came on the scene. Thus, each of us would be 'placed', so to speak, before the next person came onto the stage. This was a better approach to building the audience's erotic arousal, and, quite honestly, in us, as well!

As we stood there, briefly considering these changes, I looked at Bronwyn. She looked vibrant! Her skin was rosy. Her nipples, poking through the frock she was wearing, stood firm and proud. Her lovely auburn hair was loose and flowing with its natural waves. Her lips were slightly parted, with the tip of her pretty pink tongue showing and I noticed her breathing was slow and even. However, the excitement in her lovely, deep green eyes literally flashed! Betraying what was going on under the surface! She looked happier, more beautiful and more full of life than I'd ever seen. After all, she was about to experience her "Ultimate Sexual Fantasy"!




Fantasy Fulfilled Ch. 04



I watch as they move back to their table, Dirk moving to the bar for drinks while Shanny arranges her clothing a little, putting on fresh lip gloss. I can see she is flushed, her skirt is quite open, I can see the smooth white hill of her prominent mound showing above the panties, the tiny tuft of her landing strip attracting my eye. Dirk returns with drinks and moves quickly to her lips for another long passionate kiss. The kiss ends but they stay close together in conversation, then Dirk pulls back a little to make a phone call, then quickly back to her anxious lips for more sensuous kisses, his hands moving along her inner thighs. The kiss ends and both of them have their heads down as they watch him lift one of her legs up onto his, opening her legs to his eyes. I know how much she enjoys a man spreading her legs and can see the arousal and lust in her half closed eyes, her wet see through panties now showing between her legs, her swollen lips struggling to escape their tiny silk prison.

He says something to her and I hear a low moan escape her lips as she moves her legs even further apart, aided by his hands pulling her wider. His eyes scan her beautiful pussy then move to her mouth for another kiss, his fingers caressing her inner thighs, I can see her hips making tiny circles under his touch. They stop kissing and whisper to each other for a moment, then he checks his watch and takes her back to the dance floor.

She will soon be his and he pulls her tight to him, molding their bodies together, his hands exploring her breasts and bottom freely, her hips grinding into his crotch as she kisses up his neck to his mouth for another passionate kiss, her arms up around his neck so her body is open for his touch.

They dance together until they are joined on the dance floor by another man. I watch the newcomer shake hands with Dirk and be introduced to Shanny, then they move back to their table, the newcomer pulling a chair up next to Dirk so he is facing Shanny.

Dirk leaves them for a moment to fetch fresh drinks, Shanny quite aware the stranger has positioned himself in the best spot to check out her body and she lets him look freely, her eyes feasting on his lusty looks. Dirk returns with drinks and moves to kiss her long and hard, then moves away with a smile as he wipes pretend sweat form his forehead, his fingers undoing another button on his shirt, his face watching hers expectantly.

Dirk had brought another man to the party and I watched for Shanny's reaction to showing even more of herself to a stranger. My cock throbs as I watch her contemplate Dirks challenge to undo more buttons on her sweater, knowing she is an exhibitionist at heart and this is a very erotic turn. I see her eyes focus just on Dirk as her hand comes up to touch and stroke his cheek, then slowly moves back to the buttons on her sweater, her heaving breasts already quite exposed, her cleavage breathtaking, undoing a button, seeing his approval and encouragement, smiling and moving to the next, teasing him with her eyes, then opening it, seeing the lust in his eyes, continuing until the buttons are all undone to the base of her bra, exposing as much of her breasts as her bra would allow.

Dirk smiles approvingly at her and gives her another kiss. The stranger joins in the conversation for a few minutes with Dirk caressing her legs, then he whispers to her and kisses her deeply as he once again maneuvers her leg over his. He breaks the kiss then turns to his friend, laughing as he tells him something, then turns to Shanny, whispering something as his fingers drop to the inside of each leg, helping her to spread her legs wide for the stranger to enjoy her swollen wet pussy, her eyes almost closed in lust as she looks into their eyes feasting on her exposed sex. They continued talking all the while her legs are wide, offering her pussy to their eyes, then I see her smile at something Dirk has said, her lips moving to his mouth as her fingers seek out his hardness in his jeans, rubbing him sensuously through the material.

They break the kiss but her fingers continue to stroke his crotch. Dirk asks her something and she smiles, standing for a moment then rearranging herself on his lap, moving her legs to either side of the strangers chair so her wet cuntlips are completely open to his eyes, Dirks tongue is licking along the edge of her breasts, his eyes on hers then his friends, then he squeezes her breast for a second as he whispers instructions to her. I see her reach for her phone and quickly turn off the ringer on mine, waiting for her call.

"Hey baby, am I disturbing you?" she asks and I tell her no, we are driving out to the field location.

"Poor baby, has to work all night while I'm so horny and aroused, Dirk has made me do so many naughty things for him. He's invited a friend, Ray, to join us here in the bar. He's pretty cute, I don't know him well yet but I do know he likes my sexy body. Dirk and I have been sharing a lot of thank you kisses baby, and his hot mouth and sexy eyes have me all wet and swollen. There's hardly any buttons left done up on my sweater and skirt, honey, I'm almost naked."

She smiles up at Dirk, her lips brushing his as she cups his hand to her breasts, her hips grinding on his crotch. I ask her what they are doing.

"What am I doing right now?, I'm sitting on Dirks lap baby, I can feel his hard cock pressing into my ass, and he has my legs spread on either side of Rays chair, it feels so erotic and sexy sitting here with my breasts and pussy completely exposed to two cute guys. I wanted to dance some more but Ray has a bottle of champagne and Dirk has suggested we go up to my room, he wants me to dance for them in my room, a sexy, uninhibited dance just for them, and I want to baby, I'm so horny and excited, i want to let them see what they have done to me, I'm so swollen and wet."

She helps Dirks hand knead her breasts as she licks his ear, her hips still churning on his lap.

"Buttons honey, yes, not too many left, and that's why Dirk asked me to call you baby, he wants me to undo all of the rest of my buttons while I have you on the phone."

I tell her how sexy that sounds but can she be serious, they are in a public place.

"Yes baby right here in the bar, he won't take me to my room until all of my buttons are undone and you know I'm going to do it for him, his sexy eyes and hard cock are making me so crazy. Yes Demian , it is very sexy, so are you ready?...good honey, I'm undoing all of the buttons on my sweater, there, and know he's pulling the sweater back so that my sexy bra shows."

I ask her if both of them are enjoying her tits.

"Yes, both of them are looking, they can see how hard my nipples are baby, they need to be sucked so bad. Now for the skirt baby, there's only a couple left and now they are all undone, my mound looks so sexy and smooth above my soaked panties, I am so wet and ready for them. We are going to get the key for the room now honey, and I won't be able to call you for quite a while as I am going to be very very busy for the rest of the evening. Before you come to the room in the morning please call in case I'm still entertaining. Good night baby, think of me."

She hung up and looked at Dirk and he nodded his approval, kissing her as his fingers pinched her nipples. He helped her off his lap and into her coat, and I knew it was time for me to settle into my little nest up stairs. 



Fantasy Fulfilled Ch. 04



The story so far...

Ravi and Kavita were a happily married couple for nineteen years and had a healthy sexual life filled with experimentation with various sexual activities / fantasies. One of the fantasies that Ravi harboured was to watch Kavita have a good time with some other man. It remained a fantasy for a long time and both of them have good sex while Kavita would tell him made up stories of having sex with other men. But on a journey back to Mumbai, Kavita on an impulse, only trying to give a real feel of the fantasy to her husband, engaged in teasing him with a stranger Narang travelling with them. The things got further and Kavita actually cuckolded Ravi. 

Kavita thought that after this experience thing could be back to normal but they didn't. They were tempted to try it once more, one last time and so they get together at Narang's place and Ravi felt the pain and pleasure of being a cuckold. Meanwhile their elder daughter Neha came of age and invited her boyfriend to her bedroom while her parents have a sexual tryst of their own with Narang. She lost her virginity to her boyfriend. 

Kavita and Ravi continued to travel down the slippery lane of cuckolding. Ravi's dream of watching his wife with her lover established Narang into their household. During the night spend with Narang in their bedroom Ravi was overwhelmed with emotions and tried to kiss Kavita after she fucked Narang and was cum soaked, this caused her to believe that her husband has turned into a humiliation loving wimp cuckold. She got hurt and we saw Narang and Kavita developed feelings for each other. Neha, their daughter saw Narang with her mother and was not able to believe that she is having an affair with him and apparently her dad knows about it. 

If you are still with me... Here is the tale of what happened next...

Chapter 4.

The operation of the grand dad was successful and he survived, the news sent a wave of relief and euphoria into the waiting family members. Suddenly everybody was relaxed and in jolly mood, Narang was hanging around consoling the daughters, acting like an elder well-wisher of the family. He didn't miss any opportunity to show the affection to either Kavita or their daughters. For a moment even Neha forgot the debacle of last night and when Narang hugged her, she responded by curling in. 

As the memories from last night came flooding back and she tensed. Her heart beat increased as he embraced her tightly crushing her breasts onto his chest. Although Narang was apparently gave her a fatherly hug but Neha only felt a man's hard touch, a man who was having an immoral relation with her mom. All through the night her mind was flooded with the thoughts of him fucking her mother, what they must be doing, would she be sucking his cock and why her father left other man into his bedroom with his wife, Neha's body shuddered at the illicit thoughts. She wanted to slip out of his embrace but was unable to move and felt aroused. 

Ravi was entering his father's room when he saw Neha in Narang's bear hug. She was facing opposite to him with his face buried in his chest. His heart sank and cold sweat broke out from his forehead. Narang smiled purposefully as their eyes met, he caressed Neha's back and kissed her forehead before letting her go. 

Next few days were very hectic for both Kavita and Ravi as they were busy taking care of the old man. Ravi was desperately looking for the right opportunity to talk to her and express his feelings but she remained detached. She didn't show any annoyance to him neither did she expressed any affection. Narang was a regular visitor to the hospital and Ravi didn't fail to notice that she lit up in his presence and was spending as much time as possible with him. On one of the occasions he followed them and found them smooching each other like teenagers, in the dark corner of the hospital corridor. 

Ravi was jealous not just because she was having fun with her lover but also because her behaviour towards him changed. Earlier she used to ask for his permission every time she went to Narang and use to tell him all the details but now it looks like she has ignored him completely. 

Kavita on the other hand felt as if she was slowly being driven away from her husband. She wanted to be her usual old self with Ravi but whenever she was with him she was reminded of his sissy behaviour and she felt disgusted. She knew that she should not be having any feelings for Narang and she wanted to end this before it gets worst and impossible to return. She decided not to encourage her husband's cuck feelings, but whenever Narang was around she was not able to control and was drawn to him. This filled her with guilt and on the other hand Ravi felt ignored. 

During the ten days in the hospital there was no time for any sexual activity either with her husband or lover but Narang was always able to find some deserted corners in the hospital with Kavita. On one such occasion while they were kissing in the dark corner of the hospital corridor, Kavita saw her husband watching. When Narang left she walked back towards her father's room ignoring the presence of Ravi. 

"I was looking for you everywhere and you are making out with him," he spoke curtly. 

"Yes... What do you want to do about it," she spoke equally terse, expecting him to be angry with her and say or do something which could shake him out of his cuckold mould. 

"Arr..." he was taken aback never expecting her to snap back, "Aaa... umm..." he stammered, "I don't know..." he looked away.

"Then stop bothering me," Kavita shouted, she was furious at his subservient behaviour and walked away angrily. She took a few steps and then turned back,

"Never snoop on me again..." she chewed on each word as she spoke, "if you want to watch... ask my permission first," she stormed away. 

Ravi was aghast, his wife has never spoken to him like this, he watched in horror as she marched away without turning back. Although she was never the submissive type but she always remained respectful and loving towards him, he was unable to understand why suddenly she was so angry. He stood there trembling in terror knowing something bad, something very bad has happened. 

...

Ravi was sitting beside his daddy in the hospital, he was recovering fast and appears to be fine, watching his favourite TV programmes and reading the books Kavita brought for him. 

"Ravi, you don't look like yourself," he spoke muting the TV. 

"What?"

"I mean you look lost these days, is everything fine with the business," the old man enquired. 

"Yes... of course everything is fine," he assured him. 

"Is there anything wrong between you and Kavita."

"No... nothing is wrong daddy," he was startled and avoided eye contact.

"Kavita is a nice girl," he spoke deep in thoughts, "I hope you have not done anything stupid."

"No daddy, it's just that you are in hospital and I was worried," Ravi was terrified, has he sensed something. 

"I hope so... there is no other woman?" he looked into his eyes and Ravi was afraid at how close he was to the reality, only the other way round. He somehow managed to convince him that it is just the stress of business. He was saved from his cross examination when suddenly Murty, his head salesmen dropped by. 

"Hello... uncle... looks like you are doing fine," he spoke cheerfully after greeting them. 

"Yeah fine, as good as a man could be in a hospital," the old man replied and they started to chit chat amongst them and Ravi was relieved. 

Murty was a south Indian man in his mid thirties and was working for them for about fifteen years. He was quite close to the old man and has gained trust with both of them over the period. He was not very tall only 5'7 but has a strong body with dark complexion. He was a born salesman; get through almost every situation through his smart talks. While they were talking Kavita arrived, she went to meet the doctor. 

"Hello Madam," Murty greeted her while checking her out. She was as usual wearing a nicely draped saree which was well below the navel. He secretly marvelled her shapely curves, the deep cleavage and round ass. 

"Hi," she replied, "doctors say that they will keep him for few more days under observation."

"Ohh... too bad... I thought I could get out of this hospital soon," the old man looked disappointed. 

"It's good... you need doctor's supervision or else you will not follow his advice," Kavita spoke. 

"Ok now I have to go home," she spoke, "will you be dropping me," he asked Ravi.

"Yeah but then someone has to stay here," Ravi spoke.

"I will stay till you return;" Murty spoke, "or else I can drop Madam on my way back." 

"I am not a kid who needs a baby sitter all the time," old man murmured.

Everyone smiled and then it was decided that let Murty drop her home instead of Ravi making two trips back and forth. They waved good bye and left the room. 

Kavita had known Murty since a long time as he often use to visit there flat and she knew how he was always checking her out, always trying to flirt with her, with his smart flattering talks. She always felt disgusted and never gave him any chance to make move on her.

"Madam, you look very beautiful in this saree," he spoke in a flattering tone as they walked towards the car parking. 'He has started again,' she thought but didn't felt disgusting, rather was amused. She was a changed woman now. 

"Saree suites you very well," he continued.

"This is the only dress I wear, have you ever seen me in any other dress," she laughed at his attempt to charm her. Murty was happy at her reaction; he always had cold stares from her in past. 

"That's right but I am sure if you wear any other dress it will look equally good," he cheerfully continued. As they reached the car he opened the front passenger door for her and guided her on the seat by placing a hand on the small of her back. She didn't flinch as she felt his hand stayed longer than required and Murty happily ran around to the driving seat. 

All through the way he kept up his sweet talks and was very happy at her response. When they reached the apartment building she got down with a thanks but he too got out and walked with her, insisting to see her to the flat. Kavita shrugged her shoulders and let him come with her. She knew that he is taking his chances with her and she was amused. They walked to the apartment lift; it was a small lift and felt crowded even with few people. Murty put his arm around her waist and guided her to the back of the lift as other passengers entered. 

He didn't remove his hands and she felt one of his palms against her naked abdomen while the other wandered just above her voluptuous ass. She looked around and saw other passengers were unaware of what was happening, her heart raced to her throat. The lift moved up and Murty's hand moved lower. 

This is the first time that Kavita has let any other man make move at her. Due to her orthodox upbringing she always sensed the intentions of opposite sex from miles and diverted it well before things go out of hand. But today she just let it happen and it looks as if this guy was just waiting for an opportunity. She tensed as he smoothen his palm across her flat abdomen over her navel, his other hand cupped her buttocks. She glanced towards him, but he seemed nonchalant. 

"Level four," the lift announced and the other three passengers got down, leaving Kavita alone with him. The door of the lift closed in slow motion and Murty deftly turned her towards him. Even before she could think of any protest his thick black lips were on her mouth. With one hand he kept her head in place and kissed her hungrily while his other hand attacked her soft ass. 

Kavita panicked, she never thought that her little encouragement will embolden him so much as to grab her in the lift. She tried to push him back but he held her firmly in his strong grip, exploring her mouth with his hot tongue. He quickly mauled his ass cheeks pushing his thick fingers between the ass crack, the layers of clothes provided little resistance to him. Kavita squirmed and jumped on her toes as his hard fingers poked her ass hole. 

The lift continued its journey towards the ninth floor, their destination and Kavita could do little as he pushed her into the corner of the lift and took full advantage of the moment. She struggled hard and dug her nails into his shoulder as the lift started to stop, fearing someone might be waiting outside. Murty loosen his grip as the door opens and Kavita looked outside nervously. 

She thanked her stars as no one was in the corridor and quickly walked out, with Murty right behind her, one arm still wrapped around her waist. 

"Leave me," she whispered grabbing his hand while Murty pulled her to him and tried to kiss her again. 

"NO..." she raised her voice, "are you crazy... anyone can drop by."

"Please... Kavita... Ok... let's go to the apartment," he spoke. 

"NO leave me," she shouted and slipped out of his grip, "you should go now," she spoke in a firm voice and Murty understood that he cannot push things further. He stood for few seconds looking at her pleadingly but when she didn't budged he backed out and pushed the lift button. Kavita stood there watching him until he left and then almost ran to her flat. 

She was shaking as she closed the door of the flat and let go her breath. She cannot believe what just happened, never expected that Murty will grab her in the lift. She realized that she was shaking with excitement and her pussy was wet. 'What if he managed to come to her flat she would not have been able to stop him,' she trembled at the thought. 

She tried to get herself busy with the house work but her mind kept going back to Murty, how can he dare such a thing, was she giving out such signals to him. She could still feel his hand on her bums and felt shivers thinking about it. If he had tried something like this a month before she would have raised alarm in the lift itself and would have reported it to her husband and got him fired, but now... she was not sure what to do, her pussy was dripping, this Murty is having his luckiest day today. 

...

Ravi wanted to talk his wife; it's been ten days since his father got admitted and ever since he got no time alone with her. During night he sleeps in hospital with his father and day time he takes care of the showroom and moreover Kavita would be in the hospital during day time. He was feeling horrible for last ten days and wanted to talk to her to clear things. So he dropped by at his flat in afternoon when the daughters would be at hospital and Kavita would be alone. 

"You... you supposed to be at showroom," Kavita enquired as he entered the flat. 

"I wanted to talk to you," he spoke. 

Kavita looked at him in an amused manner, "Ok tell me."

"Why are you behaving in such a strange manner," he asked.

"What strange... I am behaving in exactly the manner you wanted."

Ravi felt hurt, "I never wanted you to shout at me and be mad at me."

"Well you behaved in such a manner that I have to shout at you," she spoke. 

"You know that night I just wanted to kiss... and nothing of that sort... as you might think..." he could not find words to express himself. 

"Not just that," she looked sadly into his eyes, "this your fantasy of wanting to watch me with other man making you to behave in a sissy manner... why can't you be like a man... behave normal," she sighed. 

Ravi kept silent for a while looking at the ground trying to find words, "what you wanted me to do," he spoke. 

Kavita helplessly shrugged her shoulders.

"So you no longer love me." 

"I love you... but...but... I warned you that it will not be a zipless fuck and I might develop some feelings for Narang. I don't know how to describe it... I don't love him but..." 

Kavita walked to him and caressing his hairs she kissed his forehead, "I love you honey," she spoke softly, "don't you worry I can never stop loving you... but now you have to share me with Narang." 

Ravi shivers and hugged her tightly.

"What do you want," she spoke caressing his head lovingly, "you don't want to share me with him." 

"I...um... I don't know..." he put his face into her bosom, "I don't like him."

"Then why didn't you say so earlier... don't you think now it's too late... he has been fucking your wife for over a month now and you loved watching me fuck him," she stroked his head.

"I love you," he kissed her breasts, "and I love you even more when you fuck him... but you are getting too close to him," he complained.

Kavita burst out laughing, "don't worry I am not falling in love with him, I can love you only... but still some feeling would be there."

Ravi relaxed when he saw her laughing and in good mood.

"Come," she took his hand and walked him to the bedroom. Once inside the bedroom she started to unhook her blouse and smiled seductively as Ravi looked with open mouth at her pointed orbs slowly coming into view. 

"Get naked," he told Ravi and he happily got rid of his clothes. Kavita walked to bed, naked and motioned him to come to her. 

"Suck my boobs... softly," she commanded and guided Ravi's head between her breasts. Ravi quickly placed his mouth over the milky globs and flickered his tongue over the hard nipple. 

"Mmmm... nice... slowly and softly... NO TEETH," she grabbed his head and relaxed on the bed. 

"So you are now repenting for letting me fuck Narang," she spoke.

"No... no... I am not repenting... I am afraid that you get too personal with him and will ignore me," he spoke lifting his head.

"Keep licking," she pushed his head back. 

"Humm so you are scared of Narang," she laughed and guided his head lower on her body, "what are you going to do about it." Ravi didn't speak and continued to go lower on her body till he reaches the pubic mound. 

"Don't worry that won't happen and I will make sure that you will not make a fool of yourself in his presence," she paused for a moment and pushed him between her open legs, "so from now on you cannot be in the same room where Narang is fucking me."

Kavita felt him shiver and trying to pull his head back but she forced it back between her legs.

"Lick it," she spoke firmly, "use your tongue." 

"I won't let anyone humiliate you... you are my husband and you will act like one," she raised her voice and rubbed her cunt over his face.

"Ugmm... good...nice," she let him lap at her hot pussy lips. 

"You want me to fuck other men... don't you?" she asked and moved her palm to his cock which was hard and twitched at her touch. She laughed, "of course you want it." 

She moaned loudly as his hot tongue move over her clit, "Nice job... keep licking." 

"I will give you whatever you want... I will tell you whatever happen..." she caressed his hairs softly and nudged him to lick her pussy harder, "but you are not going anywhere near my lover... UNDERSTOOD?" 

Ravi moved his head in a yes, still buried between her legs. Kavita pulled him into a 69 position and kissed the cock head. Ravi bucked his groin and tried to push it in her mouth but she laughed out loud.

"I need my mouth free dear... I have to tell you a story," she spoke. Ravi lifted his head and looked at her face, her lips were stretched into a smile but Ravi feared something bad. 

"What... what story," he stammered. 

"Use your tongue," Kavita pushed back his head, "Ummmm... good."

"It's about Murty... your best salesmen." Kavita felt her husband tensed and gripped her thighs tightly at the mention of Murty. She gripped his hairs and kept his head in place and enjoyed the sensation caused by his hot mouth as well as by what she was going to tell to her husband. 

"I guess he wants to fuck your wife," she giggled, "yesterday while dropping me home, he grabbed my ass and rubbed my ass hole in the lift."




Fantasy Fulfilled Ch. 04



"No... you are making it up," Ravi struggled out of her grip and sat upright on the bed. 

"These days I don't make up anything for you," Kavita had a teasing smile on her lips. 

"You... you... and you let him do it," he stammered.

"Yesss... I enjoyed it... he was hard," she giggled again, "he was getting crazy about me, I can feel it from the way he eagerly sucked my lips." 

Ravi looked at her in despair not believing that his loving wife of nineteen years is telling that his employee has fingered and kissed her and she enjoyed it. 

"What happened then... you fucked him," his voice was barely audible. 

Kavita had mischievous smile on her face, she caressed his hairs and pumped the hard cock.

"Tell me..." Ravi whispered, "you fucked him," he was feeling scared as well as shaking with the anticipation. 

Kavita signalled him to get back between her legs, "finish what you have started."

He quickly got down on her and attacked her pussy with his mouth.

"Mmmm... Ahoo... easy," she giggled.

"No... baby I didn't fuck him..." she continued, "but I was on the verge of doing it." 

"But you wanted that... you want that your employee fuck your wife... don't you," she nudge him. 

"Nooo," he groaned and dug his tongue deeper.

"I know you want that," she flicked her tongue over his hard and twitching cock and Ravi lapped at her cunt with renewed vigour. 

"Umm... Good boy... You want that Murty's ugly black cock into your wife's pussy," she panted, "Yeahhh... prepare that cunt for him, I am going to fuck him," she spoke in firm voice and bucked her groin in pleasure.

Kavita enjoyed teasing him and felt a strong orgasm building inside her, she has never felt like this before. She nudged him to go harder and faster with his tongue while she slowly stroked his cock. Within few minutes she reached her orgasm and groaned loudly as she cum all over his mouth. 

"That was good," she panted and relaxed her head on the pillow. Ravi quickly positioned himself between her legs with his cock aiming at her throbbing vagina. 

"What do you think you are doing," she looked at him surprisingly. 

"Umm... amm..." he didn't find any words.

"You are not thinking of putting your cock into my pussy... no... no... It's aching from your hard sucking baby," she spoke, "come I will make you cum."

She pulled him by holding his cock, "Besides I want that pussy to be ready for Murty... really hot for his cock."

"I... I... are you serious about Murty," he trembled. 

"Of course I am serious, tomorrow you will send him home in afternoon, on some pretext of collecting some file or something," she smiled and stroked his cock with determination. Ravi looked at her face and found her paying full attention to his cock.

"Afternoon no one would be at home and then we can finish what he started yesterday," she spoke as a matter of fact. She pumped him harder and he could not hold it any longer. She pointed the cock towards bed and let him splash his load onto the sheets. 

"See!! how excited you are... cannot even last for a minute, so what fun it would have been if you put it inside my pussy," she explained to him like a child and Ravi looked away disappointed with himself. 

"Remember you will send him home tomorrow on some pretext and he should never find out that you are also involved in this, I would not like a repeat of what happened with Narang," she spoke in a stern voice putting an end to any objection or reluctance from his side.

Ravi watched his wife got down of the bed and bring the box of tissues; he was shaking from what he heard and what his wife now demands. Kavita threw the box of tissues towards him and asked him to clean the sheet while she walked towards the bathroom to take shower. Ravi watched her walk naked and reminisces what she told him, he could not believe his ears... Murty? Anybody but Murty, as the news sinks in he felt pain, the more he things the more it hurts. 

He knew Murty for a long time and knew that he is a philanderer and is always on a lookout for married women. He remembered once he bragged about his conquest over some married women and how he fucked her till she screamed and how he made her drink his cum. He shivered that the same man is going to use his innocent wife and then he will brag about how he cuckolded his boss. He must warn Kavita about him, he cannot control himself and barged into the bathroom.

Kavita was under the shower, she was surprised to see him still naked barging in, "what happened," she enquired."

"I want to tell you about Murty, he is not a good man... he is cheap... he is always on lookout for married women... he is not worthy of you," he spoke quickly in one breath.

"Ohh..." Kavita smiled and then pulled him into shower with her, "I know... but I am not marrying him," she spoke coolly and started to soap his body.

"But... but... he is... he..." Ravi didn't know how to explain, "he may not treat you well... he is only interested in fucking women," he blurted out. 

Kavita giggled, "that is the reason for calling him tomorrow, don't worry I can handle him," she laughed out loud and Ravi didn't know what to say. 

...

It was around 10 AM in the morning, Kavita took a leisurely shower and made sure her body was hairless and smooth. She put on her best perfume and blue colour matching bra and panty. She admired her figure in the mirror after wearing the blue saree and blouse. She felt sensual and adjusted her blouse for a better cleavage and felt ready to seduce Murty, 'as if he needs any seduction,' she giggled. She was feeling nervous as well as excited since morning, thinking what she was about to do. 

Ravi spent the night in hospital and came home in the morning to take shower and change; he had already left for the showroom. All through the night he was restless, his mind was not able to accept what Kavita was planning to do, yet it was true. Before leaving for showroom he checked with her if she was serious and she gave him a cold stare which ran shivers down his spine. Why is he allowing all this, he could stop it, he could put his foot down and say no, but he felt unable to resist his wife, resist the strange feelings. He felt pain imagining that dirty scoundrel Murty with his wife; he had never felt this kind of pain when she was with Narang. He could not bear the thought of how his wife would spread her legs for Murty. 

Just before he left for the showroom, Kavita stepped out of the bathroom wearing just the bra and panty. She looked ravishing, milky smooth body, challenging bosom and wide ass. He was lost into it when she called him and broke his trance.

"You look so worried," she giggled, "I am not going to some battle." She hugged him and kissed on his lips, "I love you and only you, my darling husband."

"How am I looking," she turned around like a model, "you think Murty will like it, I have waxed my body this morning," she moved a hand across her smooth arms, "come have a feel," she held his hand and moved it across her thighs. 

He moved his hand up and down on her smooth thighs, his hands trembling as it touched her swollen sex box.

"Umm... no... you naughty," she slapped his hand away and giggled. 

...

Kavita stepped out of her bedroom and found Neha sitting on the couch in the living room. Ravi had already left and she was about to leave to the hospital along with her sister. Narang has promised to drop them to the hospital on his way to work. 

"Hey!! How am I looking," she walked into the living room and flaunted her saree, "Am I not looking beautiful." 

"No," Neha bluntly replied and Kavita was shocked. 

"Not beautiful, you are looking sexy," Neha spoke looking defiantly into her eyes. Kavita didn't know what to say she was lost for the words.

"And may I ask you are you going somewhere," she asked.

"Umm... no I am staying home, in the evening I will be coming to hospital," she mange to reply.

"Then why are so dressed up," she looked at her from top to bottom. Kavita didn't have any answer she stammered something but Neha had a mysterious smile on her face. 

"Maybe Narang uncle is coming home to pick us up that's why..." she left it hanging. 

"What do you mean!! Narang uncle is coming," she spoke raising her voice but Neha looked away. Her heart palpitated, 'is she sensed something,' she got worried. She wanted to ask again but suddenly doorbell rang and Neha got up to answer it. 

"Hey!! Cutiepie how are you doing," it was Narang on the door. He came inside and sat on the couch while Neha shouted for her sister,

"Priya... come out... uncle has come... we have to leave."

Narang glanced at Kavita and smiled admiring her while she looked away nervously. Priya came running to the living room and started talking to Narang. 

"Come lets go," Neha pulled her hand and walked towards the door, "We will meet you downstairs," she spoke to Narang and pulled Priya along with her. 

"You look terrific," he spoke as soon as both of them left. He walked closer to Kavita and tried to grab her.

"Please, they must be outside in the corridor," she moved back, "and I think Neha must have got some wind of our relationship, she is talking nonsense," she spoke worriedly. 

"Ohh is that so, then you must tell her about us," Narang spoke casually.

"Are you crazy!! How can I tell her," she spoke. 

"Why not, she is grown up... she can handle it... if you want I can talk to her."

"NO WAY... don't you talk to her," Kavita was horrified.

"Ok... ok... don't be so tense, I won't talk to her but I suggest you tell her everything," Narang smiled. 

"Ok now you leave they must be waiting downstairs."

Once Narang left, Kavita slumped on the couch, looking very worried. 'How much she knows about it or is she just being suspicious, I will talk to her in the evening,' she decided. She started to get nervous remembering that Ravi must have sent Murty by now. She was no longer sure about what she has planned; she grabbed her mobile and dialled Ravi. 

"Hello, have you sent Murty," she spoke as soon as the line connected.

"Yes I have, he has already left must be reaching by now," he replied.

"Ohh, shit... just call him and tell him no need to come... make some excuse," she spoke nervously. 

"Why? What happened," he was shaky. 

"Nothing happened I just changed my mind," she replied and cut the phone. Her heart was beating fast and she relaxed after the call, 'Oh God... how I can be such a fool to get into another affair like this.' 

Suddenly her mobile rang; it was Ravi, "Yes," she answered. 

"I cannot connect to Murty it appears his mobile is switched off," Ravi spoke helplessly. 

"You can't even do one thing correctly," Kavita snapped at him. 

"I did as you said," Ravi felt hurt. 

"Ok... ok... I will manage," she realized that it's not Ravi's fault and that she was unnecessarily getting angry at him. 

"You want me to come home," Ravi spoke.

"No... no need, I can handle him... you stay at showroom," she replied curtly and cut the phone. 

"Oh God," she was nervous once again and felt a tingling sensation between her legs. She was already shaky to learn that her daughter has found out about Narang and now Murty would be there any minute she was unsure what to do. The door bell rang and it sounded like a bomb to her. 

She reluctantly got up to open the door thinking how to handle Murty. She was pleasantly surprised to find that her neighbour's son Riyan was at the door. 

"Hello," he spoke smiling. Kavita was relieved that it was not Murty and gladly ushered him in. 

"Neha is not around," he spoke looking behind her. 

"No, she has gone to hospital," she spoke. She has known Riyan for a sometime and knows that he is the kind of teenage boy with excessive testosterone and access to internet porn. He is the type who always had a hard one in his pants looking for any hole to fuck. She has found him ogling at her on several occasions and knew that given a chance he would be happy to fuck her even though she is much older to him. She doesn't like him around Neha, but today she was happy to see him. 

"Ohh I thought if she has not left I would also accompany her to the hospital," he replied, "anyway I am here to return your clothes fallen into my balcony." 

The clothes she hung for drying in the balcony must have fallen down as he resides directly below their apartment, she thought but she found no clothes in his hands. She looked questioningly towards him. 

He pulled out her panty from his pocket. 

'Ohh God, this loathsome creature has my panty,' her face turned a shade. She saw him shamelessly examining it and trying to pull the waistband. 

"Give it back," she snatched it out of his hand and saw a grin on his face.

"What are you grinning at," she spoke feeling embarrassed. 

"It's so small, I was just wondering how it could..." he left it hanging and Kavita understood what he meant, her face turned red. 

"You... you... came here to discuss the size of my panty," she spoke getting angry as well as embarrassed. 

"No... no just wanted to return it," he quickly spoke with all innocence on his face, feeling that his remark may upset her.

Kavita knew his lecherous intentions and wanted to throw him out, but today she wanted him to stay till Murty arrive, so as to avoid being alone with him. 

"Humm... Ok, have a seat... will you have tea or coffee," she spoke normally. Riyan was expecting that she will ask him to leave but having coffee with her... he was surprised. 

"Coffee will do," he replied and took seat on the couch. Kavita sat opposite to him and started talking to him about his collage and he was too happy to chat with her. 

"I hope I am not bothering you," he spoke looking at her dress, "you seem to be ready to go out somewhere."

"Oh no not at all, I am not going anywhere, it's good to talk to you about the collage Neha is also planning to join the same collage and do Biotechnology."

"This Saree look good I thought you are dressed up for some occasion," he spoke, "and you too look so beautiful."

She smiled sheepishly knowing well about his lusty intentions but she wanted to engage him till Murty arrive. She tried to talk regarding collage studies but he kept coming back to flirting with her. It amused her no end and her reaction or inaction encouraged him to go further and further. The door bell rang and this time it sounded like music to her ears. 

She quickly opened the door and yesss it was Murty. He smiled looking at her and was disappointed to find Riyan in the room. 

"He is Riayn our neighbour, he is waiting for Neha, they have to go to hospital," she quickly spoke before anyone of them could say anything. 

She quickly fetched the file and handed it over to Murty, "here you are." Murty was expecting that he could get some alone time with her but this boy was not likely to go anywhere. Suddenly Kavita's mobile started ringing, it was Ravi. 

"Hello, yes... he has arrived and I have given him the file," she spoke, "Yeah he is leaving now."

"Your mobile is not working, he was trying since long, now you better rush to the showroom," she spoke to Murty.

"Yeah my battery ran out," he spoke and then walked out of the apartment. 

"Why did you lie to him," Riyan spoke as soon as he left. 

"Then what should I have told him that you have brought my panty," she giggled feeling relaxed that Murty was gone. 

Riayn also laughed, "Its good you got rid of him quickly."

"Yeah and now it's your turn," she signalled him to leave. 

"Ohh No... we were having such nice talks," he made a bad face. 

Kavita burst out laughing, "We have had enough talks."

"What happened to you suddenly," he looked at him innocently but Kavita wanted nothing from him now. 

"But you promised me coffee."

She looked at him for a moment, "Ohh coffee," and then she got up to go to kitchen and put up the milk to boil. Riyan followed him to the kitchen. 

"I have always seen you wear sarees, if you wear jeans and shirt I bet you will look like a collage girl," he spoke. 

"Ohh god to get rid of one I have engaged another," Kavita thought then she turned towards him,

"What do you think you are doing," she spoke in a stern voice, "you are shamelessly flirting with me, I am not a collage girl, I am old enough to be your aunt." 

"But you are not," he was unaffected. 

"If you speak another word I will call your mother," she threatened him. 

He quietly stood on the kitchen door looking at her while Kavita stared him fiercely. Few moments passed by and neither of them spoke.

"Coffee... the milk is boiling," Riyan pointed towards the pot, "I hope this will not count as a 'spoken word' for you to call my mother," Kavita could not stop her smile at his childish manner. She quickly turned around to hide her smile not wanting to give him any encouragement but he has already seen her smiling. 

Her back was at him and she could not see when he walked right behind her and grabbed her in his arms.

"Ouch!! What are you doing," she jumped up in surprise never expecting him to pounce on her. 

"No... no... leave me... keep your hands off me," she shouted and struggled to get herself free but he pinned her against the kitchen top. 

"Why are you making such a scene... I loved you since long and I know you also like me," he whispered. 

"Shut up and leave me," she squirmed as his hands started to explore her body. She tried hard to fight him off but he easily caught her both hands in his one hand and with other he grabbed her Saree and pulled it above her waist. 

"Ohh no..." she panicked and felt vulnerable, 'Riyan...listen... please you can't do this," when she felt that she can't fight him off she tried to reason with him. But he was not listening; he pulled her panty down to the knees. 

"Ohh God... I will start screaming," she threatened but he didn't pay any attention. 

"O... Ahh," she groaned and the next moment she felt a hard and hot rod slipping between her soft ass. 

"No...no...no... ohh..."

Kavita put both her hands on the kitchen top to balance herself as he humped hard and the hot cock poked over her ass hole and slipped between her thighs. She felt a tingling sensation ran through her as it touched her moist pussy lips. In this standing position he cannot insert it inside her pussy but he kicked her legs wide and started to hump it between her thighs. 

He grabbed her waist and rubbed his cock over her pussy and fireworks started inside Kavita's body. Riyan put a hand on her shoulders and tried to bend her over the kitchen top but she resisted feeling ashamed of her arousal. The scuffle continued silently between the two and for Kavita it was more out of shame than anything else. 

"Not here you fool... not in the kitchen," finally she blurted out. 

"Ok... let's go to the bedroom," he was happy to comply. Kavita was almost naked except for the blouse and bra all her clothes were spread on the floor. Riyan guided her out of the kitchen and pushed her inside Neha's bedroom.

"Take out your blouse and bra," he spoke while removing his clothes. 

Kavita removed her last clothing without making any more fuss and take a closer look at his cock. She was surprised to see a fully grown and the biggest dick she has ever seen, the foreskin was completely pulled back as if circumcised and the purple head was round and fatter than the rest of the shaft, it look even bigger attached to his slim body. Riyan quickly approached her and took her into his arms, his cock poked at her tummy.

"You are so sexy," he whispered moving his hand over her buttocks. 

"I hope you know what you are doing," she looked teasingly at him. 

"Don't worry... I am not a kid and this is not my first time," he spoke. 

He quickly pushed her on the bed and climbed between her legs, without any more foreplay he forced his cock into her. 




Fantasy Fulfilled Ch. 04



"Ouch... easy," she cried out as she felt him stretch her pussy wide, he didn't stop and slipped in filling her completely. She covered her face with her hands and spread the legs wide to accommodate him. She was surprised at how filled up she felt. 

"Aggg," Riyan moaned feeling her soft cunt gripping his cock tightly. He spread her legs with his thighs and settled over her, grabbing her both hands he pinned them above her head and placed his mouth over her lips. A new body, a new mouth, a new cock and a new man, Kavita groaned and closed her eyes enjoying the sensation spreading through her body. She kissed him back with open mouth and Riyan responded by crushing her under him. He started to thump feverously between her open legs as if to prove he is man enough for her. 

He fucked her with long and hard strokes while fondling her protruding nipples. Kavita kissed him initially slowly but as the momentum started to build she eagerly sucked his lips and started to buck her hips to match his strokes. She kept her eyes closed and enjoyed the orgasm that was slowly building inside her. She wrapped her legs around his hips and urged him to fuck harder.

"Ughh... ugg...ugg..., she moaned continuously as the sensations slowly peaked and she shuddered into a satisfying orgasm while Riyan continued to ram into her. Her body relaxed and she waited for him to finish. After about five long minutes Riyan reached his goal and started pumping his semen into her womb. 

They lay side by side panting when Riyan spoke, "was it good for you."

"Yeah Ok," she replied not to boost his ego too much.

"Just Ok," he complained and hugged from behind while she laughed. 

"Ok... you have had your fun now it's time for you to go home," she spoke seriously but Riyan didn't let her go and snuggled closer. Kavita had her back to him and was reminiscing what just happened, she felt ashamed that she let this boy take advantage of her and how she shamelessly cum over his cock. Suddenly she found his hand over her ass, spreading it and fingers rubbing over her puckered hole. 

"What are you doing," she wiggled.

"You have a lovely arse," he spoke in a hoarse voice. Kavita felt his cock hardening against her thighs. 

"Oyee... you are getting hard again," she giggled. 

Riyan pushed her face down and started to play with her ass, "I want to fuck your ass."

"Just shut up."

He climbed over her and rubbed his hard cock all over her ass crack and poked it over the tight opening. 

"Oyee," she twitched, "you can't."

"Why not," he continued to rub it, "its soooo soft."

"No leave me," she shouted and pushed him back. Riyan slipped back on the bed and then quickly got up and rushed to the bathroom. Kavita looked at him in surprise when he immediately comes back with the KY lube bottle in his hand. 

"No... no... you can't be serious," she looked horrified. 

"Yes I am,' he smiled and started to rub the lube on his hard shaft. 

"Listen anal is not like what you did right now... you must know how to do it or it will hurt," she tried to reason with him.

"I know how to do it and promise I will be slow," he was excited and climbed on the bed with lube on his fingers. She moved back on the bed shaking her head in a big no. 

"Don't worry I have enough experience," he assured her.

"Don't tell me... probably this was you first time with a pussy," she spoke.

He was annoyed, "stop treating me like a kid... I have had enough pussies and asses, in fact right on this bed..." suddenly he was silent.

Kavita was alarmed, "What do you mean on this bed," she was horrified, "you mean with Neha?" 

Riyan didn't speak and pulled Kavita face down on the bed.

"No... leave me," she shouted but he quickly climbed over her putting both his knees on either side of her legs. He kept her lying face down by one hand on her back and with other hand he rubbed the lube on her ass hole. 

"No... you scoundrel...leave me," she shouted and tried to get away but Riyan kept her pinned.

"What did you do with Neha," she panicked, "you dirty pig how could you!!" but Riyan was busy lubricating her anus. 

"No...no...no...Ahhhh... you asshole," she gritted her teeth as the hard cock spread her sphincter. Riyan pushed the cock head inside and then spread himself over her, holding her tightly under him. Kavita kicked her leg in despair and wailed as he forced the cock deeper.

"Ahhh... Maa... uggg... AHHHHHHH," white pain flashed through her body, she has never taken a cock this big in her ass. The lubricated hole provided no resistance to the hard rod which slipped deeper and deeper until he was buried upto hilt. 

"Yesss," Riyan groaned and pulled her head by hairs, "I fucked your daughter; in fact I took her cherry... right on this bed," he hissed, "and now her mother's ass... can't be better." 

Kavita shivered listening to him and felt dirty, like a wanton slut. She cried out as he started to move his shaft in slow strokes. 

"Don't think I am a novice, I have fucked many aunties around this place... and also many cute boys and girls in the locality," he giggled, "but you are the best... I always wanted this ass," he caressed her bottom and pinched the soft flesh.

"Ahhh," she groaned. The cock started to move in a rhythm inside her ass, she felt that her muscles automatically relaxed and no longer trying to fight the intrusion. Slowly the pace increased and he started to bang her ass in earnest. 

"Ugg... Ugg... Ugg... Ugg... Ugg... Ugg... Ugg..." she groaned with every thrust, the pain started to feel sweet. She clutched the sheets and waited for him to finish, but he seems to go on and on.

"You ass is so smooth and hot," he groaned and placed his mouth over her lips. Kavita wanted to pull back but instead she found herself eagerly kissing back, it felt so immoral... so ugly... and yet so electrifyingly erotic. How can she be so stupid as to fuck her daughter's boyfriend, her mind screamed but her body screamed for merciless pounding.

Every time he pull back his cock she felt as if her rectum being pulled out with it and when he bangs in, her pussy felt brushed and her clit vibrated. She could not control and moved her fingers to her clit and started to rub it. 

"AHHHH... Mmmm...you swine... rascal," " she cried out in frustration and rubbed her clit vigorously. 

"Yesss... this pig will fuck you like you have never been fucked before," he moaned and licked her checks. Kavita cried and obscenity flowed from her mouth as the orgasm slowly started to peak and she wanted a release. 

"Ohhh... fuck me... fuck me..." she cried and rubbed the clit but the orgasm was slow, way too slow for her satisfaction.

"Fuck me in pussy," she cried, "ohhh ... get your ugly cock into my pussy," she started to pant and felt her sphincter muscles trying to close tightly over the cock. 

"Yesss... take it..." Riyan groaned as he felt her ass milking him.

Kavita felt her breathing stopped as the orgasm slowly crossed the brim and spilled over, giving her a slow and painful release. 

"Ayeee... mummy...AHHHHHHHHH," she screamed on top her lungs and her ass continued to milk his cock making Riyan to pump his load inside her ass. Kavita blacked out and lay panting heavily, her ass still clutching his cock tightly when he popped it out. 

She didn't moved an inch while he got up and dress. Finally he approached her and kissed her on lips,

"You were lovely, so sweet," he spoke and walked out of the flat. Kavita remained like that for a long time, the feeling of shame and guilt overpowering her. 

...

The four of them were having dinner and except for Priya everyone was silent. Kavita was lost into deep thoughts about what happened in the afternoon and Ravi was tense looking at the depressed faces of his wife and daughter. After the dinner the daughters move to their rooms and Kavita guided Ravi to the bedroom. 

"I have few things to talk to you," she spoke.

"Yes I also wanted to talk to you, why you changed your mind about Murty, what happened," he asked. 

"Something happened I will tell you but first I have to apologise to you about my behaviour for the last few days," she looked sad, "I am really sorry that I shouted at you," she hugged him and placed her head on his chest.

Ravi was happy to hear this, he was relieved that his wife loves him, "no need to be sorry, we love each other and lovers get angry sometimes," he kissed her forehead, "and don't be sad, I always want you to be happy."

She nodded, "actually I was not angry with you but I was angry with myself for starting this entire cuckolding thing."

"Why are you angry with it?"

"Because I never realized how it would affect you and how it would change me," she explained, it is natural that if you desire cuckolding you will act like one and if I am the cuckoldress I will act like one. I was unnecessarily fighting the inevitable."

"But remember one thing, I will always love you, I love you as you are, no more trying to change you," she smiled and kissed him on lips. 

"What do you mean," Ravi spoke feeling nervous at her cool demeanour. 

"You know what happened today... I cum twice within an hour," she caressed his hairs.

"But... but... you said you sent back Murty," he looked jittery, "did Narang visited."

"No dear," she giggled, "someone new."

"New?" he shivered. 

Kavita opened the zip and pulled out his cock which was rock hard by now, she stroked it slowly. 

"Yeah new... someone you know, but first I have to tell you something else... you know Neha knew about me and Narang."

"How could she probably know!!" 

"She has seen us together when Narang spend the night at our house and she has also seen that her daddy has no objection to all this... I talked to her in the evening."

"Wha... what did you talk," Ravi stammered. 

"She has grown up, she is no longer our lil girl," Kavita continued deep in her thoughts, "she knew about me and Narang and also that you are not only aware of it but also supporting it... so I have to talk to her... explain to her everything."

"You would be surprised to know how well informed kids are these days, thanks to internet, she already knows the meaning of cuckold," she smiled and stroked his cock faster, "and our daughter is sexually active also... no longer a virgin."

"Umm," he grunted looking awestruck.

"Don't cum as yet," she slowed down her movement, "I have to tell you about the 'new' man."

"Who is he?" he was barely able to speak. 

Kavita unbuttoned her blouse and opened the bra, "you can suck them while I tell you all about it."

Ravi trembled as she narrated the day's event, not omitting even the slightest details; he gripped Kavita tightly and sucked her tits. At the mention of Riyan his face turned red with shame and his breathing become heavy. 

"At one point of time I wanted to end this entire thing and also sent Murty back but as the fait would have it I ended up fucking my daughter's boyfriend," she finished her narration and Ravi dug his teeth onto her boobs trembling in agony. 

"Now you can cum," she spoke slowly and stroked him. Ravi was already on the verge and wanted the release; he immediately started to splash his load in her hand, trembling and gasping for air. 

"Look what have you done," as soon as he finished Kavita pointed him the teeth marks on her tits, "I don't know what is this with you guys that you punish my poor boobs so much, first Narang loves to bite them, then this Riyan pinched them mercilessly and now you have bitten them, I am sure, given a chance Murty would definitely crush them," she giggled. 

Ravi was catching his breath and his face was a mixture of shame, rage and frustration, "I will kill that bastard," he spoke in despair. 

"Hushssss, you are not the violent type," she threw some tissues towards him, "this Riyan asshole has fucked both your daughter and wife, but don't worry I will counsel Neha, she is a good girl and she will stay away from him."

"And what about you," he spoke in pain.

"What about me!!" she looked at him, "ohh ok, don't worry I too will stay away from him," she had a sly smile on her face, "I have other admirers too."



Fantasy Fulfilled Ch. 04



John's people came over to us, carrying our costumes and he suggested we go with them into his office to change He said we could stay there until we were to go on stage, that his people would come for each of us at the appropriate time.

Now I could see another advantage to the change in sequence of our appearances. Bron wouldn't be sitting there in his office with the Thompson twins with 'nothing to do'! After all, they had no costumes at all!

I asked John about the "preliminary acts" which he had alluded to before, which were supposed to precede our performance. He chuckled, "Brett, the way this is set up, none are needed. The performance of you guys will blow the roof off this place! I have no doubt! And the audience who've paid $500 for their seats will feel they got a fantastic bargain! You know why I feel this way - every one of you is hot!...real hot! And Bronwyn...she's superhot!!"

Well, I couldn't have agreed more about Bronwyn, Dana and Jason, but me?! Hot?! As we walked into John's office, the Thompson twins were already there, sitting naked on chairs on the right side of the room. Their cocks were at attention and I had no doubt, given their youth, they would stay that way all evening.

Bronwyn saw them and greeted them cheerily, striding over to plant a peck on each of their cheeks and to give a gentle pull on their boners with one hand while she cupped their balls with the other. They, in turn, tweaked her nipples and patted her pussy (which, by now, was beginning to get wet).

Seeing I was watching her, Bronwyn turned and came back to me, patted the bulge in my pants and said softly, "You will always be Number One!" and kissed me warmly, full on the lips. The bulge grew.

Each of us was then led by our assigned assistant to the other side of the room to get changed into our 'show clothes'. We soon learned that these 'assistants' were also the same 'assistants' who would help each of us undress on the stage.

The young stud with Dana was well tanned, well muscled and quite handsome (didn't equal Jason in any category that I could see, but still very attractive). He rehearsed his role by undressing her as he would be doing on the stage. It was extremely erotic. I noted he probably didn't do all the things I expected him to do to arouse her that he would be doing on stage, but then, we weren't on stage. And he didn't really need to do more.

She was fully aroused by the time she was to get dressed in her costume - it happened that fast! Her pussy gleamed and her eyes were lusty. The rosy nipples on her perky breasts stood up, hard! Dana is a beautiful, sensuous woman! No question of it! She put her stage costume on, buttoned up the front and slipped into her shoes. She was all set.

I could see the bulge in Jason's pants growing considerably while he watched Dana being undressed. The affection and caring between the two of them had been growing more and more obvious over these past two weeks. It was a delight to see. They weren't just touching each other sexually; they were touching each other spiritually. There was real depth to their feelings for one another! The young girl who was Jason's 'assistant' came to him and, likewise, rehearsed what she'd be doing on the stage. She was a really very attractive blond, with a great figure! When she unbuttoned his shirt and placed her hands inside, lightly stroking his chest and nipples, he noticeably moaned and his body stiffened, drawing everyone's attention. John took in the scene quickly. "We don't want to ruin the show now, do we? Let's save some of this for on stage!" directing his remark to the 'assistant'. She flushed and then simply helped Jason undress by taking his clothes from him as he removed them.

I noted that the young girl with me was the same lovely girl who had undressed me at the dress rehearsal. We exchanged greetings and hugs and she just stood there with my costume. I said, "We'll continue this on stage!" and took my costume from her hands. I stripped and got into my stage clothes, simply transferring the bulge from one pair of pants to the other.

Now, Bronwyn...I knew no one would really have to encourage her arousal, but I also knew that if that were done, her pleasure would be increased exponentially! And, I wanted that! Also, the audience would see that clearly and be driven up the wall by it, just as she was driven up the wall and over the top! She's multi-orgasmic and that's hot!

So, I sidled over to John and whispered, "As far as Bronwyn is concerned here, let her do what she wants. You won't regret it!" He nodded in agreement and engaged in conversation with the Thompson twins, explaining the changes in the program, etc.

The young man with Bronwyn was also the same young man who had undressed her at the dress rehearsal. As he approached her with her stage costume in hand, she said, smiling warmly at him, "Listen, I'll take responsibility for this. I want you to do a full rehearsal with me, don't leave anything out!" She emphasized!

He glanced back at John and Bron said, "Don't worry about it! If he's got a problem, he'll have to deal with me!" She stood there flushed, with lust-filled eyes. No further urging was required.

The young man then stood directly in front of Bronwyn, maintaining eye-contact and began to unbutton her frock, starting at the top. When he got down to her waist, he slipped his hands inside her dress and ran his hands lightly over her breasts, still maintaining eye-contact all the while. He fondled her breasts tenderly and softly pinched her nipples. Her eyes closed and she swayed gently. Then, she moaned, her head fell back as she arched her back, and pressed her hands on top of his, harder onto her breasts.

They just stood like that for a minute or so, she holding his hands onto her breasts and squeezing them hard against her. Then, she sighed and released his hands. He knelt in front of her and continued to unbutton her dress, brushing lightly against her tummy, pussy and thighs as he descended.

When it was fully unbuttoned, he stood and helped Bronwyn out of her dress, folded it and put it aside. He returned to kneel again, in front of her, and began to lightly run his fingers over her feet and ankles, gradually moving higher until his flying fingertips were on her thighs. In anticipation, she spread them, inviting him to go further. Her face was flushed, her breasts were heaving and her pussy was sparkling with her juices.

He stroked her inner thighs and softly ran his fingers over her puss. He ran his fingertips up and down her slick labia, pushing in lightly and then, slowly thrust in and out, while increasing the number of fingers until he had three fingers in her pussy, with his thumb swirling around her clit. Bronwyn bucked and screamed out her pleasure as she orgasmed. A beatific smile was on her face.

She reached out, grasped his hair and pulled his mouth up to her dripping pussy. He tentatively flicked his tongue into her and she immediately went into the throes of another orgasm, her pussy flowing copiously now. Her knees began to buckle, but he steadied her by grasping her hips. 

When she seemed stable, he stood and taking her face between his hands, gently kissed her on the nose and softly said, "Thank you." Bronwyn could create that effect of extreme tenderness, where big, strong men would revel in just holding her tenderly and rocking her gently. She's very much a man's woman! Not one to be treated roughly or crudely, but one to be stroked tenderly and held softly...

From John's office we could hear the noise of the crowd as it assembled. The air was full of electricity! The murmuring of the crowd grew into a low-pitched roar. While waiting impatiently for the show to begin, the audience talked among themselves, their excitement and anticipation growing as the zero-hour approached. That was five minutes from now!

John left. Soon we heard his voice boom out over the loudspeaker system, "Welcome, my dear friends!" "You have chosen to attend the most erotic scene I've ever witnessed! And, as you know, I've witnessed more than a few...," he paused for effect.

"A very luscious, sensual, giving woman has asked to be able to experience her "Ultimate Sexual Fantasy" here on this stage, a fantasy she's dreamed of for many years. She's chosen to experience this fantasy in your presence for her and your pleasure! I know you will be blown out by this experience!"

In the meantime, Bron's assistant dressed her in her stage entry costume and led her to the entrance of the aisle leading up to the stage While standing there waiting, he stripped naked. She hadn't expected this but loved it. He had a very nice cock and a nice trim body, she thought.

John, as MC continued, "And now, for all our viewing and listening pleasure, I present - Bronwyn!"

Her assistant led her down the aisle to the bottom of the stairs. She floated across this space like a queen, majestic, proud and utterly sensual in her movement. She was, at that moment, the embodiment of all that is sexual in its purest sense. Her hair shown with its natural luster and the highlights in it sparkled. Her face was peaceful and proud and very beautiful, by any standard. Her fluid body movements were catlike and incredibly sensuous. Her full, firm breasts swayed gently from side to side under the fabric of her dress as she walked and her hard nipples tried to burst out of her dress. She exuded sex and sensuality!

The audience was hushed, appreciating the wonder of her beauty as she climbed the steps to the stage, her firm buttocks bunching from side to side as she took each step up. She went to the center of the stage and stood raising her hands in friendship to the assemblage, smiling broadly and delicately curtseying as she turned in the full circle of the audience. She was showing she appreciated them, too, and they loved her for it!

They broke out in wild cheering and applause. They knew they were in for a marvelous treat tonight! It was standing right there in front of them!

Then, her assistant approached her and the ceremonial stripping began. Again, you could hear a pin drop in the audience. They were totally locked into the incredible eroticism of what they were seeing! And hearing! (There were microphones picking up every tiny sound around Bronwyn, very focused on her, and transmitting those sounds to speakers strategically placed throughout the area so that everyone, if quiet, could hear her every breath, perhaps every heartbeat - it was awesome!)

He stood squarely in front of her, locking his eyes on her eyes, as he had done in John's office, but minutes before. He reached up and unbuttoned the top button at her throat. She gasped and sucked in a deep breath, her nipples poking out proudly. 

Someone in the audience close to the stage gasped, too.

He undid the next two buttons, opening her dress exposing the subtle curves of the tops of her breasts. The rate of her breathing increased clearly transmitted to the entire audience. Then, he unbuttoned all the remaining buttons down to her waist, allowing the sides of her luscious breasts and her belly button to be seen. His hands slid softly under the dress and up to cup her voluptuous globes. His fingertips danced over them and brushed her nipples. As before, she sighed, leaned her head back and grasped his hands, pressing them harder against her breasts, breathing hard.

All this was as clear to everyone in the audience as if they were the person pleasuring her. Murmurs of passion and lust began to flow through the audience. One man in the second row pulled out his stiff cock and began to stroke it. Others did and women began to rub their pussies. No doubt, Bronwyn was getting to them.

Her assistant then knelt down in front of her and continued to unbutton her dress, reaching behind the fabric to caress her tummy, thighs and calves tenderly as he descended. Finally, the last button was undone and he stood, stepped behind her and placed his hands on her shoulders. He gripped the dress at these points and slowly pulled it off her body, and down her arms, revealing her nakedness to a howling, cheering audience! She was truly beautiful in every respect and the audience appreciated beauty - they had come to see beauty and they were not disappointed in what they saw!

He tossed her dress aside, moved in front of her, and again, fixed her with his eyes. He reached up and slowly began to caress her breasts, skimming his fingers over her lovely throat, brushing her engorged, sensitive nipples. She jerked when he touched her nipples and gasped. The audience gasped in response.

She became aware that the stage was rotating very, very slowly, so that everyone in the audience would be able to see their performance from every angle. The only affect this had was to make her happier - she wanted everyone there to experience as fully as possible that which she experienced.

Then, she closed her eyes, and her assistant noticed she was gently swaying to his touch and mewing softly. He kept his pace slow. He began to fondle her breasts, squeezing them wholly in his hands and softly pinching the hard nipples - they seemed to get even harder!

She began to moan softly.

He moved his hands down to her tummy, lightly caressing back and forth. He dropped to his knees in front of her and the audience gasped as one! His fingers began their dance on her toes, then her ankles, then her calves, all around them. Her breathing got heavier and her breasts heaved as she gasped for breath. She began to shiver.

His finger dance continued up her thighs. They parted slowly to greet him. Her pussy glistened in the strong light and her lovely pink labia spread before his fingers. She gasped again at his touch. 

The audience was enraptured. Again, dead silence except for the sounds coming from her and his fingers, as they swished up into her now dripping pussy. As before, he slowly slipped a finger into her, causing her to moan louder now. Her body tensing, she bit down on her lower lip.

The audience was squirming in their seats, trying not to make a sound, wanting only to hear the sounds of her excitement and passion.

He slipped the second finger into her sopping pussy and began his thumb dance over her clit. The audience, seeing this, gasped.

She stiffened, grasped his hand in her pussy and squeezed down on it with her hands and shrieked in passion. Her first orgasm on stage roared through her luscious body and she sprayed her juices all over her attendant's hand and face. It was running down her thighs and dripping on the floor. She was bucking and twisting her body around her sex violently!

He quickly grasped her hips to steady her as it appeared her knees would buckle. They remained locked in that erotic embrace for a few minutes. Then her breath seemed to steady, her racing heart slowed some and she stood more firmly upright, not twisted into her groin. The audience, seeing this, erupted! The cheering and clapping went on and on! Loud cries of 'Encore, Encore' struck the stage from every direction. 

Bronwyn smiled back at the audience and blew them a kiss, creating a whole new round of clapping and cheering! She looked at her assistant, still kneeling in front of her with his hands on her hips and gently said to him, "Eat me, please!"

A roar went up from the crowd as her legs spread wider and he spread her pussy lips with his finger and began to lick her labia fully up and then down and then up and down, tasting her juices, reveling in her sex. His tongue reached for and found her clit - she gasped- and pushed her cunt forward into his mouth. He wrapped his lips around her clit and pulled on it and then savaged the tip of it with his tongue, back and forth, back and forth.

Her second orgasm overcame her body. She clutched his face to her, trying to pull him entirely into her. She wanted to consume him in her pussy. She moaned and her body swayed from side to side and up and down. Her pussy was the center of her being at that moment.

"AAAAAuuuuuGGGGGHHHHHH!!!" she cried. "Ooooohhhh, Yeesssssssss!!

Again, her juices flooded out of her, drenching the face of the man in front of her. He happily lapped up as much as he could as he held his face to her gushing cunt. She, in turn, pressed his head to her pussy as hard as she could.

Slowly, her high ebbed; her breathing slowed and became regular again. The audience could perceive the change and breathed more easily themselves.

Her attendant gently pressed the side of his head against her tummy, then stood and guided her over to be put into her harness, which had dropped from above during her last orgasm. As she stood there for a moment alone, gazing at the audience with a warm smile playing over her lovely lips, she lifted her hands again in greeting to the audience - a cheer began to swell in the audience, becoming a loud roar, and constant shouts of Bravo! Bravo! Echoed throughout. Bronwyn was so happy she could share her happiness with so many appreciative people.

Her attendant asked her to bend over while he applied the KY to her asshole. She did and he, spreading her gently, inserted one, then two, then three fingers into her tight asshole. He left a daub of the jelly on her nut-brown hole, which was now gaping enough for comfortable entry. None of this was lost on the audience who sat silently, squirming in anticipation

Then, he helped her into her harness, securing every fastening, clipped her harness clasps onto the rings on the end of the cables and signaled the OK for her ascent. She could hear the motors whirr and she was lifted gently. As the stage and apparatus turned, she was aware that everyone could see her sopping pussy and gaping, lubed up asshole. It pleasured her and she could feel another orgasm building within her groin.

The audience was wrapped in the vision of her loveliness as she was turned to face every one of them in turn.

Then, the stage stopped turning, allowing my attendant and me to step from the edge of the stage onto the center portion. I'm sure they didn't notice me ascending the stairs as there were no cheers for me at that point.

My attendant, a lovely young girl, certainly would draw more catcalls than I, and did! Then, the stage began to turn again. I looked at the audience and now understood where their attention was hooked. They were still rapt in Bronwyn, as she was paraded around in front of them, many now seeing her beautiful body at a vantage point they hadn't had before. I noted many in the audience were using opera glasses and wide-angle binoculars. Made sense to me - she's a beautiful woman!

The young lady in front of me unbuttoned my shirt down to my waist, reached under the soft cloth and began to stroke her fingertips softly over my chest. As she did this, her own legs were spread slightly and the audience in the lower seats could see the bottom edge of her lovely slit. She was aroused! Perhaps from being on stage, nude, in front of a very appreciative audience, or, heaven forbid, her touching me was causing it!

In any event, it started with just a sparkle and then progressed into a flow that ran down her inner thigh as she continued to tease my chest, but when she started toying with my nipples, her legs spread even wider and she started dripping onto the floor!


Now, that got the audience's attention! At least in the lower rows.

She knelt to open the snaps on my trousers, no belt, and unzip my fly. Now, her lovely, sopping puss was staring straight at the audience in the lower rows - they went wild!

You have to remember that these people were just a few short feet from the center of the revolving stage. They could see and hear everything!

She pulled my pants down and my raging hard-on leapt out at her. "Whoa, baby!" I heard her whisper.

I stepped out of my trousers and she threw them over with my shoes and shirt. At no time had her attention left my cock.




Fantasy Fulfilled Ch. 04



"It's so nice!" she exclaimed breathlessly.

"You really like it?" I asked, as I grasped the fat shaft and began to stroke slowly.

"Yesssss!" she hissed excitedly.

I can't even begin to describe the pleasure that ran through me as I looked at her lovely young face while she stared at my cock with wide, eager eyes. Her beautiful lips parted slightly and the tip of her pink tongue slipped out. Her breathing, I could tell, was as erratic as mine. My balls rolled slowly from side to side while she very slowly and tenderly jacked me off, pulling on my cock with slow, even strokes that felt so good. 

"I love it!" she exclaimed with desire. "This is so fucking hot!"

Without warning, she suddenly took it into her mouth. I watched her lovely head bob up and down as she sucked me furiously. I groaned loudly. I stood up, took her head in my hands and began to drive my cock in and out of her open, eager mouth. Her eyes were on mine while I fucked her mouth.

"MMMMM!" she murmured.

"You like that, don't you?"

She nodded as I continued to fuck her mouth. I was on fire. I was doing something I never would have dreamed possible and I simply lost control. With her head tilted back and my cock thrusting into her mouth, my cum-swollen balls slapped her chin.

Her body seemed to stiffen and she squeezed her thighs tightly together as she continued to suck on me, stopping only briefly at one point to catch her breath. I realized she'd orgasmed then, as the puddle of her juices spread under her, much to the delight of the audience! Many shouted cheers and clapped. I felt my seed begin to rise up my shaft and I had to grit my teeth to keep from crying out. My cock exploded into her mouth and filled her with hot ropes of thick, white semen. With sex-glazed eyes I watched this beautiful young woman gulp down my seed and swallow every drop.

"I can't believe I just swallowed your cum!" she said as she gently squeezed my cock and balls. Her soft, gentle eyes were lost in lust!

I groaned softly. "I can't believe it, either."

"It was so good and felt like liquid satin going down my throat." The audience, hearing this began to stomp and cheer!

"Seeing you with my cock in your mouth, your beautiful lips stretched around the shaft, was so hot."

"And I liked it, too," she grinned.

With that, she stood and without making any attempt to clean herself up, she said, "We have to get you in your harness now!"

'Oh, baby...' I thought.

My own awakening had begun. I didn't feel as inhibited as I'd always felt before. This was new for me and I realized I had Bronwyn to thank for it. My soft cock began to stiffen as I contemplated thrusting into my beautiful wife's marvelous pussy in front of all these appreciative people. By the time I'd had my harness assembled around me by my gorgeous, hot attendant, I was erect again. She reached out and gave it a tender squeeze as I began to rise from the stage, accompanied by the whirring of motors.

True to the computer's program controlling the movement of my body, I ascended and then glided in with my rigid cock pointing to spear into Bronwyn's lovely, dripping cunt.

The audience erupted, now seeing what was about to happen. Catcalls and whoops attended my glide path and changed to cheers and loud clapping as my cock actually nudged her opening.

She was beaming at me! "You did let her suck you off!" she said softly. "I was hoping you would. I knew she wanted to. We spoke about it in the office when she asked me if it would be OK with me. She's a lovely girl...Oh, my darling, I'm so happy! You're making me so happy! And, so are all these wonderful people here!"

The audience, of course, could hear all this exchange and erupted again with loud cheers and clapping.

"OK," she said, "slide your beautiful cock into my soaking pussy now. I want to feel your wonderful thickness in me!"

The audience went nuts as the motors whirred again and did as she asked! I could see some people in the audience in various stages of sexual activity, women eating men, men eating women, women eating women, and so on! It was getting wild! But, their main attention was still on our bodies.

Inasmuch as I'd just cum, sliding into Bronwyn's warm, clutching sleeve did not spark any uncontrollable arousal, so I was comfortable just being in her without provoking any further action. We still had Jason, Dana and the Thompson twins to go!

Jason had already got on the stage and his attendant was furiously sucking him off. She was deep throating him. The audience's attention was now on them as he bucked and filled her throat with his seed. It was too much for her to swallow all at once. Rivulets of cum were dripping out of the corners of her mouth as he continued to stroke slowly in her mouth. She pulled him out and used her hands to collect up the errant cum from her face. Licking it off her fingers, she returned to his cock and drew tightly on it. She squeezed his balls gently, milking out every last ounce of his cum. His chest was heaving as he caught his own breath. She was kneeling in a pool of her own juices, having orgasmed herself when he did - another extremely erotic show for the audience!

And, they appreciated it, cheering and clapping!

Now Jason was rising to 'join' with Bronwyn! The audience sat with baited breath as he ascended, not knowing exactly how he would fit into the 'puzzle' being assembled. When they saw his trajectory toward her lovely exposed ass, they went wild again!

The look on his face was very peaceful. His cock, too, was rigid again as it was brought surely to her waiting nut-brown asshole. The tip of his shaft nudged, gently. He reached down and taking the extra glob of KY which had been smeared on her hole and applied it all over his rod. Then, he very slowly and tenderly inserted a finger all the way in, then, two fingers, then three. He rotated them, twisting to open her up gently. She squirmed with pleasure at his touch and her breathing was becoming ragged. Her vagina muscles were spasming around my cock.

Then, removing his fingers, he nudged the head of his long, slender cock into her asshole. At that point, the motors whirred again and slowly his rigid cock was thrust all the way in. They both sighed and relaxed, comfortable with their positions.

Once again, the audience went wild! Screaming and hollering and hooting and clapping! On and on!

While the audience was doing its nut, I could sense Bronwyn beginning to be aroused. She seemed to be responding to their admiration. I don't think it was something she consciously thought about. It was just that she had, once again, this feeling of marvelous fullness! She had my thick cock in her hot pussy and she had Jason's beauty in her bowels!

The muscles in her pelvic area began to reflexively tighten and relax, tighten and relax; building very slowly to the gentle rocking motion we had all learned in this position previously. Her vaginal muscles contracted and relaxed, contracted and relaxed, establishing a rhythm. I sensed her sphincter muscles doing the same thing!

She was tenderly fucking both Jason and me! I was amazed at what was happening, but thrilled at the same time! She was in no hurry, wanting to pleasure all of us for as long as possible.

In the middle of all this, Dana had come up on the stage. We knew this from the audience's reaction. No question about it, Dana was a gorgeous, sexy, healthy young woman, with a fantastic body! Which, the audience knew, they were about to see, in all its glory!

As her attendant unbuttoned the top buttons of her dress, he began to stroke her neck and shoulders, lightly and tenderly, brushing a finger gently across her parted lips. Her breathing rate increased even more. She had actually started to get excited as she walked up the aisle to the stage steps!

He could see the arteries in her neck pulsing and her breathing was becoming ragged. Her lovely skin was flushed and vibrant. She jerked at his touch. He unbuttoned her dress down to her waist. His fingertips slid under the edges of the dress and he began to stroke her heaving breasts. She was moaning softly and was swaying gently. He cupped her firm breasts, flicking her nipples with his thumb. She moaned louder and clutched his hands tightly to her breasts.

The audience shouted its approval and appreciation.

She relaxed after a bit and withdrew her hands. Then, he continued to unbutton her dress, kneeling in front of her. Without taking her dress off he slowly and lightly ran his fingertips over the silky smooth skin of her tummy and thighs, avoiding her pubic area. Her legs spread a little, inviting him. She was very wet!

Her head was thrown back, her eyes were closed and she was mewing softly. She ran her fingers softly through his hair. He stood slowly, turned her around and slowly pulled the dress off her shoulders and down her arms. Removed, he tossed it aside.

The audience went wild! Again! How much sensual, erotic beauty could they take?! Well, there was a lot more yet to come.

Dana's attendant reached around her from behind and lightly stroked her breasts again. She pressed back against his rigid cock, pressing between her ass cheeks. She wiggled her ass, teasing him. His hands cupped both her breasts, to the delight of the cheering audience! He then pinched and softly pulled at both her nipples - she threw her head back, searching for his lips. Their tongues danced together in their open mouths.

He then moved in front of her, their tongues still entwined, and began to stroke her breasts and hips. His mouth dropped to her nipples and he licked and nibbled at each of them in turn. She was moaning loudly and clutching at his hair. His tongue began a new journey, tracing down her body to her belly as he knelt.

She was gasping for breath!

His tongue approached her pubis. She stiffened. He began to run his tongue in long strokes, up and down her parted, dripping labia. Her hands were still holding his head lightly. Then, he reached up, holding her labia spread with his fingers, drove his lips down onto her clitoris, sucking at it hard with his lips while his tongue swiftly flicked back and forth over it. He literally attacked her pussy!

Dana screamed out, her eyes glazed in lust, ground her pelvis into him and, clutching his head tightly to her, orgasmed, squirting her juices all over his mouth, face and chest! She continued to scream as her hips bucked in spasm to her passion! Still clutching his head to her tightly. 

As she seemed to come down off her high and her breathing evened out, he gently stood with his hands on her hips, holding her steady. His hands rose, softly cupped her sweet, flushed face and gave her a tender kiss on the lips.

"Thank you," he said and I'm sure he meant it.

He then led her, wobbly-legged, over to get her into her harness. On the way, he wiped her off tenderly with a towel. He didn't clean himself off!

None of these subtle points were lost on the audience - they roared their appreciation!

As he finished securing her into her harness, he reached over and gently tweaked her nipple and patted her thrust-out pussy. This was taken as the signal for the operator to begin her ascent.

Yes, Dana was ready for Bronwyn!

Inasmuch as the previous couplings had already established that Dana was not going to be serviced with a cock, the audience was tense to see whose mouth would join with her sopping pussy. After all, there were only mouths left unoccupied. When they saw it was going to be Bronwyn, they screamed out their approval.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" the audience chanted! "Suck her! Suck her good! Make her cum! Yes! Yes!"

The audience had just seen her cum and loved it! They wanted more!

Bronwyn's excitement was growing as Dana rose up and her lovely, wet pussy was positioned over Bronwyn's salivating mouth. Bronwyn began to very slowly lick up and down Dana's pussy lips, taking in the juices that were flowing out of it. Dana was still thoroughly aroused from the masterful pussy licking she had just received. While her clit was still a little tender, Bronwyn was not touching it. Bronwyn was still reveling in the taste of Dana's sex and didn't feel the need to go further at that moment.

Also, Bronwyn was still very gently rocking her entire body back and forth on Jason's and my stiff cocks.

Now that we were all securely in place, the operator just let us bask in the slowness of our mutual arousal. Bronwyn seemed placid, but still lost in lust! Her body was vibrant! Her womanhood was clearly in flower! Her breasts were gorgeous, and I reached up and began to softly run my fingertips over them, kneading them from time to time and brushing over her hard nipples. They seemed to harden even more as she sighed at my touch. Jason reached round her and very softly began to play with her exposed clit.


Bronwyn, in turn, began to stroke Dana's breasts, reveling in the firmness of them as her fingertips traced ever narrowing circles toward Dana's nipples. Dana's breathing became ragged and she thrust her pussy more firmly into Bronwyn's softly, probing tongue.

Jason and I were also beginning to feel the beginnings of orgasms slowly rising in our groins. Bronwyn continued to "milk" us both with her vaginal and sphincter muscles, gently coaxing but not demanding. This was just too fantastically sensual to throw away by quickness.

The audience was enthralled! None had ever seen anything so erotic! And the buildup had been superb! The audience, every man and woman there, was fully aroused! More and more began to engage in sexual acts of their own, unable to resist! Unable to control their own lust!

It was contagious!

With Dana's warm, wet pussy pressed into her hot mouth, Bronwyn was beginning to get more and more aroused herself. The pace of her rocking on the two hard cocks, deeply buried in her body, began to pick up, slowly at first but moving faster and faster. My fondling of her wonderful breasts became harder and her fondling of Dana's breasts changed to her softly pinching and twisting and pulling on Dana's nipples. Dana was going nuts!

The audience, seeing all this, began to chant again, "Fuck! Fuck! Suck! Suck! Pinch! Pull! Twist! Suck!" over and over. They were building to a loud roar as our pace continued to accelerate.

Suddenly, all at once, all of us, coupled and suspended before the audience's eyes, climaxed! My balls contracted spasmodically, spurting stream after stream of hot, gooey cum out of my deeply buried cock, flooding Bronwyn's pussy! Jason's cock exploded with spurt upon spurt of thick, hot cream deep into Bronwyn's bowels!

She could feel our cocks, held fully buried in her, swell, twitch and then fill her with cum. This blew her over the top of her own soaring, raging orgasm! As this happened, Bronwyn seized Dana's clit in her lips and slashed her nub with her tongue. Dana was blown over with her own swelling orgasm - she pulled Bronwyn's face tightly into her raging pussy, as if to swallow her whole, deep into her body. Dana had never experienced such an overwhelming orgasm! It was too much and she floated off, totally lost in lust.

Bronwyn was spasming violently, her whole body bucking and thrashing about! Her arms were flailing, her head and hair thrashing back and forth. She screamed in passion, over and over again. This, too, was the most intense orgasm Bronwyn had ever experienced! She was floating in lust, totally lost in the intense sensations coursing hotly throughout her body!

The audience was silent, awestruck at what they were witnessing and not wishing to damage the moment by making any sound whatsoever. They watched intently!

Our coupled group, suspended as we were, swayed gently in the air. We continued to rotate for all the audience to see our every twitch, hear our every moan, our every heaving breath.

Our mutual pleasure was awesome. It could never have reached this peak without the buildup that had occurred over the past two weeks. And, floating in the air, interconnected by our sexes as we were, greatly enhanced the level of passion we each achieved! This would never have reached such heights with our bodies on hard surfaces, even a soft one like a bed. No, this was sensual perfection! The audience knew it and stared with reverence!

But, the performance wasn't over!

As the swaying stopped and we simply rotated slowly, we began the descent. The Thompson twins were waiting, standing anxiously on their boxes, their rigid cocks signaling greetings to Bronwyn! She knew this was approaching, sensing our descent, so she was ready to reach out to each of them as we settled exactly into the correct position allowing her to stroke lovingly on their swollen, warm shafts. The smile on her face was something to behold!

She cupped under their ball sacks, gently squeezing and lifting. Her fingers crawled up and wrapped around each of their cocks and slowly moved her hands up and down, feeling their warmth and softness on the surface and their firmness at the core. She looked up and smiled warmly at each of them, in turn, squeezing each cock as she did so, giving them her message of love and lust! Quite a combination!

Dana was beginning to revive. The twins were positioned such that they could fondle her breasts and immediately, given the opportunity to do so, did! Dana began to rotate her pussy gently on Bronwyn's mouth again and Bron eased her tongue between Dana's labia, searching.

Bronwyn also very slowly resumed her rocking motion on Jason's and my cock, which had hardened again in place, never having slipped out of Bronwyn's ass and pussy. We started in again, but now with the full complement of players in Bronwyn's fantasy!

Interesting, that even with all the sexual release the four of us had all experienced that day, not one of us was yet fully sated. None of us would be until Bronwyn was! And it was clear she wasn't, yet!

She grabbed the twins' cocks more firmly and jerked them more rapidly. They, young and more easily excitable, were leaning back with their shoulders, while their hips were thrust forward toward Bronwyn. The pace of her stroking increased along with the pressure of her grip on their turgid members! Her tongue lashed at Dana's pussy. Up and down, back and forth her tongue flitted, stirring the honey pot! Dana's juices flowed freely as she held Bronwyn's head against her soon to explode hot pussy!

Bronwyn's rocking on our penises got faster and faster and we all could sense the explosion about to overcome all of us...It was breathtaking to even contemplate, let alone experience!

All of a sudden, wham!

Bronwyn arched her back and rocked her hips faster and harder! She moaned loudly! The sensations coursing through her were taking complete control of her body, the rumblings of her orgasm, deep at the base of her spine, began to erupt immediately as she let out a low, guttural, "Aaaaaauuuuuuughhhhhh!" that grew louder and louder, until everyone in the audience stopped whatever they were doing, turned and just stared, open-mouthed!

The sensation, beginning at the base of her spine, quickly ran up her back into her neck, and across her chest, making her nipples harder and even more sensitive. Her stomach knotted, while simultaneously, the muscles in her legs and arms contracted. While all these sensations were rapidly engulfing her entire body, she held her last thrust, firmly onto our cocks. Bronwyn's hips arched violently, every muscle in her body taught. Her breath held, until suddenly all these sensations moved rapidly throughout her body and simultaneously exploded deep in her cunt. 

With that and her last 'Auuughhh' just tapering off, she renewed it with yet another deep and loud, "Aaaaugh! Oh Myyyyyy God!... I'm cum... mmm... ing again!" she screamed as the spasms took over. At the end of each one she relaxed back down, only to arch again and thrust even harder onto our cocks as yet another orgasm consumed every part of her body.




Fantasy Fulfilled Ch. 05



I watched from my hiding space in the closet of the hotel room as Shanny and her two men arrived in the room. Ray went for ice right away as Dirk helped Shanny with her coat, then went to pull off her shirt.

"Slow down a little Dirk, let me do it for you." she whispered, molding her body to his for a soulful kiss. "You guys want me to dance for you as I take off my clothes, so let's wait for Ray to get back." I saw her look my way and wink, scaring me for a second that she could actually see me. 

She sent him off to find a good radio station as she moved two straight back chairs to the end of the bed. Dirk had found a blues station and Shanny slowly swayed to the music.

She pointed to the chairs and told him that's where her audience would sit. He laughed and went to the curtains and opened them fully, showing the other two wings of the hotel's windows now looking into their room.

"Now you have an audience." he said. Shanny could feel a shiver move through her as she realized how many people might enjoy her show tonight, her nipples hardening with the thought.

Ray returned with ice and they quickly opened a bottle of champagne, the men sitting down impatiently waiting for Shanny to start. She moved to them and knelt to take off their shoes and socks, explaining she could think of no sexy way to do that when she was dancing. Dirk had adjusted the lighting so the men were in the dark but the foot of the bed was brightly lit, right where Shanny was to perform. She heard the first few notes of a song she liked and quickly tilted back her glass of champagne and started to move sensuously to the beat. 

Shanny moved in front of Ray, building her arousal by feeding on the lust in his eyes as they moved over her body. Her sweater was undone but she used it as a prop, slowly lowering it down her back, looking at him over her shoulder, then turning to squeeze her breasts together as his dark eyes watched her every move. By the end of the song she had flung her sweater to the side of the bed. She moved in front of Dirk and teased him the same way as she removed her skirt, turning her bottom towards him as she shimmied it down, then turning to let him enjoy the tiny damp silk patch just covering her sex.

She danced between the two of them in her bra and g-string, thigh high stockings and tall red pumps, warning them to keep their hands by their sides, moving back in front of Ray, spreading his legs with hers as she danced close to him, her fingers moving down his chest to catch the bottom of his shirt and pulling it over his head, her fingers tracing along his chest as her breasts swayed deliciously close to his face. She moved over to Dirk and wedged his legs apart, her fingers undoing the last of his shirt buttons and pulling it off, her hands tracing along his stomach before sliding down over his cock to his thighs, her hips making little circles in front of his eyes. 

I could see how wet her panties were and could smell her arousal, even from the closet, and could see the bulges in the guys pants matched the hard cock in my hand.

She moved back between them and slowly slipped the straps of her bra down her shoulders, bending over and letting her lovely full breasts threaten to tumble out of her cups, then undid the front clasp, watching her audiences eyes as she finally bared her nipples to them, her aureole wrinkled with arousal, her nips standing tall with need. 

Shanny moved to Ray and sat on his lap, her legs over his as she kissed along his cheek, letting her nipples drag along his chest. Her pussy tingled with pent up passion as she heard him moan with lust, she raised her self up so she could rub her breasts on each side of his face, feeling his tongue flick out and lick at her deep cleavage. She hissed a deep yes as he mouthed the sides of her breasts, then moved from him towards Dirk. She placed her hands on his shoulders and bent over so he could enjoy her breasts unfettered, then slowly moved onto his lap, her wet pussy pressing into the hardness in his pants. She kissed him, their tongues moving in and out of each others mouths as she rubbed her nipples on his body, then raised herself, her hands cupping her breasts as she offered her hard nipples to his mouth, watching and sighing with pleasure as he sucked at them, her eyes moving over to watch Rays eyes enjoy the sight of her engorged nipples shiny with Dirks saliva as they moved in and out of his friends sucking lips. 

Once again she slid from his lap and danced between them, slowly dropping to her knees in front of Ray. Her hands moved up along his thighs and over his hardness to his snap and zipper, giving him a little look to raise his hips so she could slide his pants off. She smiled with approval at the large tent his cock was making in his tighty whitety's, an obvious wet spot near the tip, letting her breasts slide up his legs as she kissed and licked up his stomach and chest. She slid back, dragging her breasts over his swollen member once more, listening to his groans of pleasure. She moved to Dirk, sitting back on her haunches, knees spread as she balanced on her heels, giving him a glorious view of her wet swollen sex, her exposed tuft of runway visible above the soaking transparent silk trying to contain her engorged and dripping lips. Shanny undid his belt and tugged down his zipper, her fingers tracing along the length of his shaft as she slid his jeans down and off, spreading his legs to enjoy the view of his cotton covered balls and shaft clearly defined. She purred with pleasure as she snuggled his thick shaft between her breasts as she kissed the tip of his cock through his underwear, letting him see her tongue lick at his wet spot, then moved to kiss his mouth, letting him suck at her tongue. 

She stood once more, looking down at the crotches of her men, swollen cocks bulging in their underwear, their eyes roaming her body freely, waiting impatiently for her to remove her sodden panties. Shanny could feel her pussy lips swell even more as they anticipated the tongues, fingers and cockheads that would soon open and penetrate them. She turned her back to them and shimmied her hips for a moment, letting them enjoy the magnificent globes of her ass, tugging at her panties so her pussylips would be exposed, hearing the men moan with excitement as her smooth shaven labia showed for the first time. She turned to face them, her fingers pulling her panties up even higher and deeper into her slit, her engorged lips wet with her juices. her hips rolling in tight sexy circles, her eyes moving from man to man, watching how they were entranced by the sight of her nearly naked sex, then slowly slipped the soaking wet g-string down and off her legs, her hands playfully cupping her pussy for a moment, then letting her fingers drag between her lips leaving wet streaks up her mound and stomach.

Shanny backed in between Rays splayed legs, her ass gyrating inches from his face, letting him enjoy the view and scent of her juicy pussy, then moving back until his mouth was between her cheeks, his lips and tongue licking and sucking the length and depth of her ass crack for just a moment, then pulling away and looking back at his wet and frustrated face.

She moved to Dirk and smiled, moving between his legs as she rolled her hips for him, then holding his shoulders as she mounted the chair, her legs on each side of his hips as she brought her dripping pussy even with his face, her body convulsing as she watched him inhale her scent, then flicking his tongue the length of her deep pink slit, her wetness now dripping down her thighs, sticky strings clinging to her open labia like dew on a rose in the morning. She looked over and smiled at Ray as she humped her hips inches from Dirks face.

That was the last straw for Ray, he stood and pulled the comforter from the bed and spread it over the round table in front of the open window. He turned back and lifted Shanny from the chair and lay her on the table on her back.

"I am going to eat out some of that." he growled at Dirk, pulling a chair between Shanny's legs, his hands moving to pull her ass closer to his waiting mouth. Shanny gave a shrill scream as his tongue licked at her wetness, quickly finding her thick clit and capturing it between his sucking lips. While Ray pleasured her pussy Dirk stood and pulled off his underwear, his cock sticking straight out from his body as it led him to Shanny's waiting mouth. The table allowed her to hang her head back so Dirk's cock could effectively fuck her mouth as his partner munched on her sexy smooth clam.

I could see her body writhing between her two lovers, one hand down between her legs splaying her lips so Ray could lick her pearl sized clit, the other stroking the shaft of Dirks long cock as he worked it in and out of her mouth, her moans muffled by the meat between her lips. Ray was obviously doing a good job as her hips kept thrusting up to meet his probing tongue, and I know she would have just concentrated on him eating her out if not for Dirks insistent cock shoved down her throat. She looked so sexy lying on the table being used by the two of them, and as I watched Dirk tense and heard his breath hiss between pursed lips I realized he was getting ready to cum, then could hear my Shanny moaning around his cock as it spasmed in her mouth, her cheeks hollow as she sucked hard on his purple head, her hand milking his shaft for every drop, her throat swallowing his hot cream greedily. She sucked him as he shrank, slipping from her lips with an audible pop, then looking down at her cum smeared lips and smiling, telling her what a good cocksucker she was. 

Ray looked up from between her legs and asked Dirk if he wanted to trade places, and stood as Dirk moved between her legs, throwing her knees over his shoulders as he slipped two fingers into her wet hole. Shanny moaned her approval.

"Yeah Dirk, finger fuck me baby, get me ready for your beautiful cock."

He agreed and told her to get on her hands and knees as Ray moved to her face, her eyes glassy with lust as she saw his thick shaft with a fat head bob towards her. She lowered herself to her elbows so her tiny hands could guide his delicious looking slit towards her lapping tongue, shoving her ass even higher in the air for Dirk. His lips were locked on her tiny pink rosebud of an asshole, sucking her as his tongue probed inside her tight anus muscle,two of his fingers slipping in and out of her wet and willing vagina. He moved back from her asshole, watching it spasm as it missed the loving attention his tongue had been giving it, quickly wetting his thumb in her juicy cunt then placing it tight against her quivering anus, pressing against her as she moved her ass back craving to be filled again, opening to claim his digit, sucking his thumb into her sphincter, her sighs of pleasure silenced by Ray's fat cock, just her quickened breathing expressing her pleasure.

Dirk watched her ass and pussy make love to his hand as his cock thickened, then abruptly pulled out of both of her holes to replace his finger with his cock, slipping his full length into her, his balls slapping on her ass as he drove her mouth to accept the full length of Rays cock. She gasped as she could not breath and the two of them just laughed, picking up the pace, the two of them hammering into her from both ends, driving her throat and pussy to accept their full lengths without question. Rays hands moved to her hair to hold her tight against his pubic hair as he thrust himself deeper into her throat, his breathing fast and shallow as he reached the moment of truth, hearing Shanny gasp and choke as her throat desperately swallowed his large load of cum, her throat working to keep up with each of his powerful spurts. 

Ray stumbled back from her, his legs like rubber as Shanny took a deep breath, a trickle of his creamy cum slipping from her mouth as she now could concentrate on Dirks cock in her juicy cunthole. Her head and shoulders dropped to the table top as she spread her legs even wider to accept more of his glorious cock inside her, a gasping sob bursting from her lips each time his balls smacked against her thick exposed clit, the sobs comming closer and closer together until she was wailing with orgasm, her pussy dripping all around his shaft, her thighs glistening with her lubrication. Dirk could feel her pussy convulsing the length of his pole and could last no longer, slamming deep inside her to lose his load to her hot wet depths. He slapped her ass hard with each of his spasms, causing her to clutch even more at his shaft, pulling even more of his jizz from his willing balls. 

He pulled from her pussy and moved to her face.

"Lick me clean Shanny, it's Rays turn to fuck you."

She gasped with lust, her dark, half lidded eyes finding Ray and slowly focusing on his cock, ridgid and ready once again.

"Fuck me hard with your nice fat cock Ray." 

Her mouth dropped to Dirks crotch as Ray approached her ass, slipping his cock through her juicy slit then deep inside her a few times, then pulling out. Shanny hissed at the empty feeling between her legs until she could feel his cock pressed to her asshole, her legs quickly bracing herself as she whispered.

"Fuck Yeah Ray, take my ass."

He entered her slowly, letting his head pop past her tight muscle ring, letting her adjust to his girth, then slowly started to pump inside her. In no time he was moving in and out of her hard, his hands wrapped around her thighs so his fingers were splaying her pussy lips, I could see her juices spraying from her open hole as she shuddered under his relentless fucking of her ass, her legs collapsing but Ray holding her up against his cock until he could no longer hold her. He popped from her tight butthole, still hard and needing to release.

Shanny slipped from the table top, her fingers still around Dirks cock as she looked back at Ray. She pulled Dirk along with her as she knelt right in front of the closet door, just inches away from me. She beckoned for Ray to join them and when she had both of them side by side she started to suck both of their cocks, sliding from one to the other, her spit stringing from one fat cockhead still juicy from her cunt to one that had just slipped from her ass, licking along their lengths, sucking at their balls, moaning how she needed them both to cum on her tits. With her eyes wide open she licked at their slits, pressing their cockheads together so she could suck them both at the same time, her tiny hands milking the length of their shafts or caressing their balls to pull as much cum from their depleted reservoirs as she could. It was incredible watching my wife become a total cock sucking machine just inches from my face, seeing the pleasure and lust build in her as her cocks started to twitch and spasm, the excitement in her eyes as they groaned with pleasure as she administered her incredible cock sucking lips on them equally, the triumphant look on her face as the two of them unloaded on her freckle covered breasts, her tiny hands coaxing every drop from them to splatter and drip on her hard nipples, wiping the very last of their residue on her cheeks and lips. 

The men could see she was done, and quickly dressed and left. As the door closed I was out of the closet, my hard cock in my hand as I pumped it the last few times before adding my own cum to her dripping breasts, a fantasy fulfilled for both of us.



Fantasy Fulfilled Ch. 05



The story so far...

Ravi and Kavita were a happily married couple for nineteen years and had a healthy sexual life filled with experimentation with various sexual activities / fantasies. One of the fantasies that Ravi harboured was to watch Kavita have a good time with some other man. It remained a fantasy for a long time and both of them have good sex while Kavita would tell him made up stories of having sex with other men. But on a journey back to Mumbai, Kavita on an impulse, only trying to give a real feel of the fantasy to her husband, engaged in teasing him with a stranger Narang travelling with them. The things got further and Kavita actually cuckolded Ravi. 

Kavita thought that after this experience thing could be back to normal but they didn't. They were tempted to try it once more, one last time and so they get together at Narang's place and Ravi felt the pain and pleasure of being a cuckold. Meanwhile their elder daughter Neha came of age and invited her boyfriend to her bedroom while her parents have a sexual tryst of their own with Narang. She lost her virginity to her boyfriend. 

Kavita and Ravi continued to travel down the slippery lane of cuckolding. Ravi's dream of watching his wife with her lover established Narang into their household. During the night spend with Narang in their bedroom Ravi was overwhelmed with emotions and tried to kiss Kavita after she fucked Narang and was cum soaked, this caused her to believe that her husband has turned into a humiliation loving wimp cuckold. She got hurt and we saw Narang and Kavita developed feelings for each other. Neha, their daughter saw Narang with her mother and was not able to believe that she is having an affair with him and apparently her dad knows about it. 

Kavita found herself standing on the threshold of becoming a cuckolderess, she was not happy with the fact that she was getting attracted to Narang too much, so when Murty her husband's salesman flirted with her she decided to fuck him and asked her husband to send him home. However before she could implement her plan she found out that her daughter Neha knows about her relationship with Narang and she got scared to start a new affair with Murty. But as the fate has it, she ended up fucking Riyan her daughter's boyfriend. She also came to terms with her husband's status as a cuckold. 

If you are still with me... Here is the tale of what happened next...

Chapter 5.

Granddad was discharged from the hospital and he was recovering fast, he even started to visit the showroom once in a while. Life started to get back to normal, or is it? For Ravi and Kavita life has changed as they knew it. Kavita was still in love with her husband but she no longer craves for sex with him. She has found a new freedom, a new sexuality, a new control in her life. 

Ravi on the other hand was coming in terms with the new 'avtar' of his wife. Ever since she has told about her sexcapade with Riyan and the fact that their daughter Neha knew about his being a cuckold and all, he was no longer the man of the house. Although Neha did not act out of ordinary but he was guilty at heart and always felt intimidated in her presence and more so if Narang was around. 

It has been months since Ravi had actually fucked his wife. Whenever he was near Kavita all he can think about is either Narang or Riyan taking her, using his wife for their sexual pleasure. The mere thought of it gives Ravi a big hardon and he never felt the urge to actually fuck his wife, all he wants was to watch her get the hard pounding by her lovers and to listen her scream. He drives pleasure in finding love marks over her body and wishes to be with her when her lover takes her and to hug her freshly fucked body.

However the pleasure for Ravi do not come alone, it has its perks. Narang's increasing control over his wife terrifies him, it's not a zipless fuck he has understood the meaning now. Moreover he found Kavita to be totally liberated sexually, she no longer seeks his permission to be with other men rather tells him whenever she feel like telling about it. Her affair with Narang was slowly being noticed by his neighbours, his daughter already found out about it and he was living in a fear of it being discovered by other people known to him. 

Kavita has promised to him to stay away from Riyan but he knew she was not serious about it and Ravi was on the edge all the time fearing Riyan is fucking both his wife as well as his daughter. 

"Looking back to all this I can't believe we have been doing it," Kavita spoke. They were in there bedroom and she was just out of the bath, wrapped in a towel. 

"You are a very good cuckold now...You know I love you... don't you?"

Ravi just hummed a yes.

"I love you more now that you are such a loving cuckold, you must understand that whatever sex I had with Narang is possible because of you... you have let me do that," she caressed his balls and kissed him softly on the lips. 

"But you seem to like him... it's not just sex," Ravi complaint. 

"So what, I like it that is why I do it," she spoke as a matter of fact, "a mother can love her four or five children equally so why can't a women love more than one guy sexually." 

"In olden days men can have number of wives but I don't understand why the women were allowed to have only one man. Maybe it's because the men are of jealous nature and will fight for women and want to own them. But only if they understand that a woman can love two or more men equally and were able to accept that, our society would have been totally different," she continued, "but I am glad that you are not that type of man and you understand that I will always love you no matter with whom I sleep with."

Ravi looked as if he understood everything and nodded. 

"But Narang is not your kind he wants to own me, control me and that's why he wants to show that he is better than you."

"Is he?" 

"Is he what," she enquired.

"Is he better than me?"

Kavita smiled, "You know the answer, why you want to hear from me." 

"Let's face it, you cannot fuck me like you use to do earlier. You cannot get a hardon unless I tell you about other guy fucking me, you will only get a hard on imagining me with someone else and then too you are so excited that you cum even before I could feel your cock."

Ravi's face turned red with embarrassment. 

"Don't worry," she smooched his face, "I have no problem with that, I have learned to enjoy myself sexually with other guys and then I have you for all the emotional love I need." 

Ravi was unable to speak as he knew it is true, whenever he thought about having sex with her, he knew he has to perform as a man and that make him loose his erection. But the moment he shift that burden of performance to some other guy he feel relived and get excited knowing that she is enjoying. 

Kavita grabbed his cock over his pants and giggled, "you are getting hard."

He inhaled the sweet sent coming out of her wife's body, her towel slipped to the floor and she was stark naked. Ravi's cock twitched and he tried to embrace her.

"NO," Kavita spoke in such a firm and cold voice that his hand froze mid air, "I don't want you to touch me now, I am getting ready for Narang."

Ravi could not move an inch, he watched his wife slowly walked to the cabinet and pull out a small boy cut panty. She placed her dress on the bed and started to rub lotion over her skin. 

"Now I have found a new power in myself, sexually I mean," she spoke." Now I am noticing things around me which I never did before. I can notice the lust in the eyes of men around me, like the watchman, your driver, your salesman Murthy, my boss and co-workers at office and also our neighbours Chaugule and Prasad, they are lusting for me since years. All you need is to smile at them and they will wag there tail after you. I want to explore all this."

"You want to fuck all of them," Ravi stammered. 

"I don't know let's see," she giggled, "but one thing is sure I would have some fun."

Ravi shivered at the prospects. Then looking at the mysterious smile on her face his heart sank as he understood that something must have happened. 

"What happened," he spoke suspiciously. 

"Nothing much I just smiled and touched the watchman at shoulder and now he is drooling after me," she giggled. 

Ravi was stiff, "you want to fuck the building watchman." 

"No it's the watchman at your showroom, I was just having some fun, teasing him."

"You can't do that," Ravi made a bad face imagining the lowly watchman, "he is... he has... he has no class, he is not good enough."

"Don't tell me that... I will decide with whom I want and with whom I don't, anyway he has a strong built." 

Ravi looked miserable because he knows that he cannot stop her if she decides. 

"You love to see me fuck," she spoke, "you like me to have fun with other guys and you want them to do what you are unable to do with me... don't you." She smiled. 

"Yesss... yesss," he whimpered, "but please pick up a man some standing not someone like Riyan or the watchman." 

"Shhhh... leave that to me and don't talk about it now and rub this lotion on my legs," she handed him the bottle, "get me ready for my lover."

Ravi poured the lotion on his palm and with trembling hands started to rub it on her legs. He rubbed the lotion starting from the ankle and moving up to her thighs. She giggled when his fingers brushed on her pussy lips. 

"Don't you try to touch me there, no need to rub the lotion on my pussy." 

"Yeah..." Ravi blushed as if caught cheating. He rubbed the lotion on her both legs and when she get on the bed facing away from him he automatically started rubbing it on her shoulders and back. After he finished rubbing the lotion he helped her wear her clothes, starting with the panty.

Ravi was feeling excited dressing her up and also because he knew why she is getting ready. Her pussy was neatly trimmed and she had waxed her entire body smooth. In fact he has taken her to the parlour this afternoon for all the waxing and facial etc. He was surprised when she took out a skirt and a top to wear. 

"You never wore any other dress except saree." 

"I Know... but Narang was insisting me on wearing a skirt so I bought it couple of days back."

Ravi felt hurt as she has never worn western outfit although he has asked her so many time, always told him that she does not feel comfortable, but for this Narang she is doing it. He looked at her and found her to be looking slimmer and younger in the skirt and top. The skirt was not short but just reaching a little below her knees and the top have a V neck revealing a nice cleavage. He stood beside her and looked at the reflection in the mirror and saw that the pair looked more like a pair of father and daughter rather than husband and wife. 

"Wow... you look hot," Neha giggled as they stepped out of the bedroom.

"Shut up."

"Seriously mom you should wear skirt more often," 

"Ok bye we are going out for a party," Kavita spoke. 

"Have a nice time."

Ravi quietly walked behind his wife avoiding eye contact with his daughter. Although Kavita has made an excuse that they were going to a party but he knew that their daughter knows where exactly they are going and what they would be doing. The secret mischievous smiles shared between the mother and daughter says it all. 

"Looks like she knows," Ravi spoke as they drove away. 

"Yeah she knows and she is cool about it." Ravi felt a knot in his stomach. They did not speak during the half an hour long drive. 

"Ok now you wait in the car for my call," Kavita spoke as he parked the car in the basement parking of Narang's building. 

"I thought I was coming with you."

"Yeah... but I will go first and after some time I will give you a call only then you can come in." 

Ravi looked disappointed. 

"You know it will be humiliating for you... you know this since beginning... all this could have been avoided if you stay at home...," she spoke in a stern tone. 

"I never liked to humiliate you," she spoke softly now, "but what I earlier failed to understand was that no matter how much I try, if I am fucking other men it would be humiliating for you. So if you choose to be a cuckold then you have also chosen to be humiliated... both the things go hand in hand." 

Ravi nodded timidly. 

"In past I have tried to stop this humiliation thing and thought that whenever I will be with other man we will go along as a threesome, but it never happened. I observed that you enjoyed taking a second citizen role, till now I have opposed this idea but now no more. Narang was always keen to take the role of a bull, as he feels in this relationship but which I don't want," Kavita looked at him a bit sadly but then immediately her demeanour changed and she looked strong again. 

"So if you come inside with me today you would cement that you are a humiliation loving cuckold and there would be no turning back." 

Kavita paused for few seconds and looked at her husband's worried face. 

"There are two more way outs," she spoke and Ravi looked at her with expectation.

"Number one you don't come with me inside and drive back, the things will be like it use to be and I will come home and tell you the story."

"Number two... be a man pull me to the back seat... grab my hairs and ask me to stop all this... fuck me right here, right now and we can stop this cuckolding business altogether... I will be only yours... forever." 

Kavita looked at him expectantly, while Ravi nervously fidgeted with the steering wheel. He glanced towards her and saw her smooth white legs, the deep milky cleavage and inviting red lips. The thought that came to his mine was "God!! she looked so hot, so ready to be fucked by roughly spreading her on the back seat and pulling aside the panty." But it never crossed his mind that he should be the one doing it, he found himself so inadequate for the task. She needed to be fucked by a real man who could make her really happy. 

Kavita waited for her husband to react or to speak but he looked down. 

"Clearly looks like number two choice is out of question," she sighed and stepped out of the car,

"I will call you in few minutes and if you are still here... well... you can come to Narang's house." 

Kavita walked towards the lifts and Ravi saw her walking in the high heels, the skirt tightly hugging around her ass which was swaying as she took small steps. He knew she was going to Narang, her lover and he started to feel the erection, but then he remembered his wife's words that this time it would mean he would lose all the rights as a husband and more so if he chooses to go inside with her.

He waited, not knowing what to do, not able to make any decision as the time passes, ten minutes, twenty and half an hour. He was getting worried she was supposed to call me in few minutes, what are they doing, are they fucking. Suddenly his mobile buzzed.

"Hello," it was Kavita, she just asked, "you want to come inside," and Ravi started to perspire.

"I love you," he muttered somehow.

"I also love you."

"Would you love me if I come inside?"

"I will always love you whatever is your decision." 

He knocked at the door and Narang let him in, he was just wearing a boxer. Ravi looked at his firm and strong body and felt intimidated. He walked inside the living room but could not see Kavita instead he saw her skirt, top, bra and panty lying on the back of the couch. He felt a blow knowing that they must have been fucking while he waited in the car. 

"Can't wait after I saw her in so hot and sexy dress," Narang laughed, "she is in the bathroom freshening up."

"Sit down," Narang offered him the chair. 

"Kavita is a great woman and she has needs, she is not like an average women who could be satisfied easily, she need a man in her life who can give her what she wants. We know you can't do that but I can and I will and she has chosen me over you. So Kavita is my women now," he paused for a second and saw Ravi fidgeting uncomfortably.

"So the best way for you is to step aside."

"But... but..." he tried to get up but Narang put a hand on his shoulder and pushed him back on the couch.

"Shut up and listen," he spoke curtly, "I know you and Kavita have a marriage and grown up daughters and I don't want to break that up but from now on I am the man and you will not object to anything I want, you will just obey everything from now on... understood?" 

Ravi nodded.

"I am glad you made the right decision, this way you could stay married to your wife." 

Suddenly Kavita appeared in the room wrapped in a towel. Her face glowed and she looked ravishing in just the towel which was barely reaching her thighs. She saw her husband and understood that he has gone deeper into this. It was a bit difficult for her to accept her husband as a wimp and a cuckold but last few months have changed everything. Ravi's behaviour has left her no choice but to lead and be the dominant partner in their life and she started to enjoy the power she had over her husband. Tonight it's official. She walked towards Narang totally ignoring her husband.

"You were very impatient," she giggled, "I guess you didn't had sex in many days, I feel my whole body aching." Narang pulled her in his lap and kissed her while she playfully hit his chest. 

"Yes you are right... pent up sexual energies.'

"That is why you squeezed so hard that I have marks all over my body."

"Don't worry about them your husband is here he will put some ointment after I am done with you." 

Kavita glanced at Ravi who was sitting on the couch so tensed as if sitting on fire. Then as if for his benefit she opened the knot of the towel and exposed her body. 

Ravi gasped as he saw a big hickey on her left boob, she got up and walked up to him. 

"I am so sorry honey... he was so charged up to fuck your wife... I even told him that you are waiting in the car but he didn't listen and filled my pussy with so much cum... I hope you don't mind that," she spoke softly with artificial affection. 

This was new for him, he has never heard her speak like that, but he felt strangely satisfied. 

"No... no... I want you to have fun," he stammered. 

"Good boy," she caressed his hairs and kissed on his forehead. 

"You can touch it," she pointed at the hickey and Ravi caressed it with trembling hands. 

Narang approached her from behind and grabbed both the tits in his large hands and Kavita squealed.

Ravi listened to the loud animalistic grunts that came out from his wife's throat as she turned and twists her body with each painful assault on her tits by Narang. He patted her thighs and spread her legs wide thus opening the pussy lips and exposing the pink labia. Ravi watched as Narang rubbed his middle finger over the clit and between the pussy lips.

"AHHHH... UGGGG... UMMM... you have started again, didn't you just cum so much in my pussy," Kavita complaint. 

"I want more, don't you?'

"Yesss... I want your cock," she moaned, "fuck me with your cock." 

"Looks like she is ready," Narang spoke looking at Ravi, "I like to hear her moan... don't you Ravi." 

Ravi was brought out of his trance with this question and he quickly nodded. 

"So... shall I fuck her," Narang spoke teasingly and Ravi nodded again. 

"Speak up... tell me what you want me to do."

"Fuck her," Ravi spoke with choked throat. 

Narang enjoyed it while Kavita, oblivious to all this, was busy with his boxers. She pushed a hand inside and pulled out the semi erect cock. 

Ravi can't help but look at the cock look so big in his wife's small hand. Even in the semi erect status it looks dangerous and was getting bigger every second. 

"Tell me clearly... tell me that you want me to fuck your wife... tell me you want to hear her moan when I fuck her," meanwhile Narang continue to tease Ravi. 




Fantasy Fulfilled Ch. 05



"Yess... yes... I want you to fuck my wife," Ravi was trembling with excitement, "I want to hear her moan."

Kavita caressed the length and kissed the mushroom head. 

"Ohhh... ahhh...mmmm... you have a hot mouth... suck it," Narang tensed. 

She giggled and flickered her tongue over the head and then licked the entire shaft by sticking out her tongue and making slurping noises. She looked straight into her husband's eyes and found him looking at her fixedly. She opened her mouth wide and very demonstratively gulped three fourth of the length and started sucking. 

Narang relaxed on the couch enjoying her skilful sucking. He caressed her nude body watching her go up and down over his shaft.

"It's delicious," she spoke and tapped the head on her tongue, "I can suck it as long as I want and it won't start shooting the cum," and then meaningfully looked at her husband's bulge. 

Ravi understood what she wanted to convey but he felt deeply satisfied finding her enjoying. Meanwhile Narang signalled him and he quickly got rid of his clothes, his cock was painfully erect with foreskin pulled back completely. Ravi obediently followed Narang's instructions and took a condom from the drawer and pulled it over his cock. He slowly walked behind his wife who was bent over sucking Narang's cock, her round buttocks were raised high. The puckered pink anal entrance and wet pussy were clearly visible. 

Ravi kneeled behind Kavita and looked greedily at her. At the signal of Narang he buried his face between her thighs and started licking her pussy eagerly. Kavita grunted as the hot tongue lapped over her clit and she sucked in a few inches more of the cock into her mouth. 

Narang grabbed her head and guided her over his shaft while Kavita pushed back over her husband's face. Ravi was on high, holding her thighs he kissed and licked her wet pussy. He was having the pleasure of kissing his wife at the time when she was all horny and hot, ready to be fucked by her lover. 

He knew he want this, he want to see Narang take her again and again in front of him, that is his drug. He despised the proud look on Narang's face as he knew Narang can take his wife in a manner which he never can. He felt sick at stomach whenever Narang shows his hold over Kavita by taking her roughly, by causing pain to his wife. 

Kavita continued to suck for some time when Narang whispered and she nodded. 

"Let's go to bedroom," she spoke in a raspy voice and straightened. 

The pleasure for Ravi lasted short as he saw them walk to the bedroom leaving a void. He knew he cannot go to the bedroom as Narang has signalled him to stay put and he has no courage to disobey him. He sat there wondering if he has done the right thing or should have stopped all this. Then he remembers how satisfied and happy she, how she screams in pleasure when Narang fucks her, he has never seen her like that. He has no reasons to complain, he is getting what he wanted.

Ravi glanced towards the bedroom door which was not locked and wondered what must be going on and his condom covered cock twitched. It was still painfully erect and while he was contemplating whether to peep in or not he heard Kavita calling him. He sprang up and almost sprinted to the bedroom. 

Inside he saw her spread naked on the bed, Narang was also naked standing beside the bed and was caressing his massive hardon. He looked questioningly towards her. 

"Narang wants to fuck me in ass," she spoke and Ravi felt a lump in his throat. 

"Could you be a darling and lube me, I know you do it so good." 

Ravi moved his tongue around his dry mouth, he looked at Narang who was smiling and handed him a tube of KY jelly. Ravi quickly poured a generous amount on his fingers and kneeled on the bed beside her. His heart palpitated with excitement and he felt euphoric at being able to be of some use to her. 

With shaking hands he parted the ass cheeks and poured the lube on her puckered pink opening. He once again fall in love with her soft skin and rubbed the lube with his middle finger over the hole and the entire ass crack. He pressed his middle finger on the soft opening to push the lube inside. 

Kavita rested her head on the pillow and relaxed. Ravi heard him let out small grunting noises as he pushed his finger inside her ass hole. He took more lube and pushed it deeper. 

"Ahmm... you are good," she groaned, "Ok that's enough."

"Now please will you go to other room I want to be alone with Narang," she spoke, "and before you leave close the door behind."

Ravi quietly got out of the bed and walked towards the door, he saw Narang climbed behind her, aiming his big cock at her rear opening. 

He deliberately didn't close the door completely and left a slit open.

"AHHHH," he heard a loud moan of pleasure and could not move away from the door. He peeped inside but got a limited view and could only see Narang's back and his wife's leg under him. 

. 

She let out a scream as he started to penetrate her.

"Ohh Maa... easy, Ayyeee... slowly," she howled. 

Ravi tried to look through the slit, but the view was agonizingly limited. He could just see Kavita's legs spread wide on the bed and Narang astride over her, as if riding a horse. His hands over her back keeping her pinned to the bed while he pushed deeper into her ass. 

Ravi could hear her screams of initial discomfort turning into groans of pleasure, his legs started shaking when he heard his wife calling out the name of Narang and begging him to fuck her ass. He has never seen her so aroused when he use to fuck her in ass. He wondered if she is really going to climax like this, but looking at how aroused she was and how she was begging Narang to pound her, he knew she would reach the climax with his cock in her ass.

He was captivated listening to her cries of pleasure with each thrust. After almost eternity the creaking of the bed came to an end and the room was filled with heavy breathing. Ravi came to his senses and moved away to the couch. 

After almost fifteen minutes, Ravi was still naked and his cock still covered with condom, when he heard his wife called for him. 

"Good you have the condom, I don't want you to make a mess," she spoke as he reached the bed. She pulled him closer and rolled her palm over his painfully erect cock. 

"What are you doing," Narang enquired, "he can masturbate on his own, you come to me." 

"Just a minute, he won't take long," she grabbed the rubber covered cock while Ravi felt hurt by her comment. 

Kavita noticed it and smiled, "but it is true darling no need to make such faces."

She started to pump the shaft, "now cum baby." 

*****



Fantasy Fulfilled Ch. 06



I would like to thank 'Northajay' for taking time to edit and finalize this part and making it better for the readers.



The story so far....

Ravi and Kavita were a happily married couple for nineteen years and had a healthy sexual life filled with experimentation with various sexual activities / fantasies. One of the fantasies that Ravi harboured was to watch Kavita have a good time with some other man. It remained a fantasy for a long time and both of them have good sex while Kavita would tell him made up stories of having sex with other men. But on a journey back to Mumbai, Kavita on an impulse, only trying to give a real feel of the fantasy to her husband, engaged in teasing him with a stranger Narang travelling with them. The things got further and Kavita actually cuckolded Ravi. 

Kavita thought that after this experience thing would be back to normal but they didn't. They were tempted to try it once more, one last time and so they get together at Narang's place and Ravi felt the pain and pleasure of being a cuckold. Meanwhile their elder daughter Neha came of age and invited her boyfriend to her bedroom while her parents have a sexual tryst of their own with Narang. She lost her virginity to her boyfriend. 

Kavita and Ravi continued to travel down the slippery lane of cuckolding. Ravi's dream of watching his wife with her lover established Narang into their household. During the night spend with Narang in their bedroom Ravi was overwhelmed with emotions and tried to kiss Kavita after she fucked Narang and was cum soaked, this caused her to believe that her husband has turned into a humiliation loving wimp cuckold. She got hurt and we saw Narang and Kavita developed feelings for each other. Neha, their daughter saw Narang with her mother and was not able to believe that she is having an affair with him and apparently her dad knows about it. 

Kavita found herself standing on the threshold of becoming a cuckolderess, she was not happy with the fact that she was getting attracted to Narang too much, so when Murty her husband's salesman flirted with her she decided to fuck him and asked her husband to send him home. However before she could implement her plan she found out that her daughter Neha knows about her relationship with Narang and she got scared to start a new affair with Murty. But as the fate has it, she ended up fucking Riyan her daughter's boyfriend. She also came to terms with her husband's status as a cuckold. 

We read that Kavita finally accepted her husband as a weak and humiliation loving husband. She gave a chance to Ravi to redeem himself and end this cuckolding thing but found him to be too much into it to go back. She learned to enjoy her status as a cuckolderess. 

If you are still with me..... Here is the tale of what happened next.....

 Chapter 6.

 Ravi returned home that day from Narang's, as a totally changed man. He has first time truly realised what his fantasy has lead him into. Kavita was taking the shower and his mind was replaying the last night's incidents. He was happy that Kavita had taken the control of their sex life and was taking it forward in whatever manner she preferred. The last few months had been very confusing for Ravi as he was torn between his feelings for Kavita, on one hand he wanted her to be independent sexually and enjoy with her lover and yet subconsciously he was aware that he had to act as a husband and fulfil her needs in bed. He felt relived as Kavita has accepted him as he was, i.e. a cuckold... a husband who is always there for her, a husband who would put her happiness foremost but who is not expected to be the one satisfying her sexually. 

Kavita while taking the shower was also busy looking back at her life. The cold water sprinkling over her body gave her the much needed relaxation. She started her married life with her husband at a very young age of nineteen when she was still in college and completed her studies after marriage. She was not a virgin at the time of marriage but still considered herself to be innocent and ignorant sexually. She was really liberated sexually by her hubby who made sure that she enjoys it thoroughly. She never imagined it would come to this point where he would introduce her to yet another level of sexual life. But is it not against the law of the nature?

She remembered the seven vows of the Hindu marriage, including the vows of love, duty, respect and fidelity, which they took and agreed to be companions forever. She respected these vows and believed in them yet she wondered what caused her to break them and send her spiralling down this lane of lust.

She has always followed her husband in every decision as she loved him and looks upon him for support emotionally, mentally and financially. Last couple of months her believe in him was shaken. She found herself unable to accept his decisions and found herself taking her own decisions. Ravi was meekly accepting everything thus making it impossible for her to go back. She realised that although all this had started on the behest of her husband but lately she was the one making all the decisions. Deep down she wanted it,she enjoyed the control, the thrill of sexual adventure, the freedom that came with it and she realized that she could no longer fool herself by blaming it on Ravi. 

She stepped out of the bathroom and found Ravi sitting on the bed, deep in thoughts. She looked at him and realized her love has been reduced to pity for him, respect has been reduced to being polite and fidelity reduced to ....... telling him all about how she had made love to other men.

As Ravi looked at her she smiled and signalled him to come closer. She held his face in her hand and placed her lip over his lips. She started to kiss him, open mouth, letting her tongue explore his mouth. Ravi was pleasantly surprised and kissed back lovingly. 

Kavita kissed him and slowly removed his clothes until he was fully naked. She stroked his cock which was in full attention. 

"I am going to fuck you," she announced and pushed him on the bed. She threw her towel away and climbed over him on the bed by putting each of her knees on his either side. Without any foreplay she slipped the hard cock into her pussy and hugged him tight. Her boobs pressed against his chest and she pushed his hands over his head. 

"Aggg..." Ravi moaned as he felt the hot snatch grip his cock. Kavita grabbed his hands over his head and started to grind and hump her pussy over hiscock. She kissed him again and started to fuck him with long and hard thrusts. 

Within minutes Ravi was ready to cum and started to thrust his pelvis into her but Kavita gripped her legs around him tightly and stopped moving. 

"Ahhh... ohh," he struggled and tried to thrust his cock but was unable to do so as she held him tightly. 

"My poor baby... you want to cum........ but not so fast darling," she teased him.

"Ahhh..." he groaned. 

"You are about to cum in my pussy and you must realize that it is possible only because I am letting you do it.... because I feel you have been a good boy and you need to be given some reward.... you understand." 

"Yesss.... yess...."

"Remember if you continue to be a good boy, I will fuck you from time to time and let you cum." 

"Yess I will... I will always be a good boy,"

"Humm."

She kissed and started to fuck again and in no time Ravi shot his load inside her. She rolled over on the bed and looked at her husband's contended face. 

...............

"Here you go," Kavita handed over the medicines and a glass of water to her father. It was Sunday evening and the granddad was relaxing in the living cum drawing room. Ravi was also hanging around as it was a holiday. Younger daughter was out with her friends while Neha was in her room. 

Kavita was wearing her usual Saree but the style of wearing and the style of blouse have undergone a huge transformation. Earlier she use to wear conservative blouses and Saree was meant to cover her up and she use to wear latest fashion blouses only when she is going for a party. However these days her dresses are more revealing even at home. 

Today she was wearing an extremely low cut blouse which was making a juicy cleavage and leaving a large part of her back naked. The Saree was draped tightly around her curvaceous body and was worn much below the navel. 

The blouse was such that she cannot wear a bra with it so she was going bra less. Ravi was secretly admiring her curves. He has seen her in the morning removing all the hairs from her pussy, actually he was the one who was passing the hair removing cream, cotton etc when she was doing that. Ravi watched as she bends over to hand over the medicines to his father and his heart missed a beat as he saw the deep milky cleavage and the smooth waxed arms. She adjusted her saree and knew the effect she was having on Ravi. 

Ravi didn't had any sex in past so many days and was hoping that today he would be able to fuck that clean shaved pussy that was imprinted in his mind since morning. Kavita was also teasing him indicating that he would be rewarded at night. Narang was out of city for couple of days and Ravi was impatiently waiting for the night. 

Suddenly the door bell rang. 

"Who can be at this time," Kavita spoke to no one in particular and walked towards the door to answer the bell.

"Namestay," It was Murty, he greeted Kavita with folded hands and then stepped in to greet others.

"How are you doing uncle," he asked as he touched granddad's feet in respect. 

"Good..... getting better," he smiled and asked him to take a seat. Ravi was not too pleased to find him in his house but he could not say anything as he has come to visit his father. Whenever he looks at him he was reminded about what Kavita told him and how he has manhandled her. 

Murty started to make small talks with granddad while Kavita walked to the kitchen. She felt a perverted excitement when he saw Murty's black frame. Before leaving the room she saw him checking her out. She smiled and enjoyed knowing that he is lusting for her. After allowing them some ten minutes to talk she reappeared in the drawing room. 

"Daddy you should be going for your evening walk," she spoke to the granddad. 

"Oh common today is Sunday, an off day," he tried to avoid. 

"No... no... don't be lazy, you have to follow the doctor's advice, walking is better than popping pills," she was firm and then she called for Neha to accompany him for the evening walk. Granddad knew how stubborn she could be and that he had to go. 

As he prepared to go for the walk with Neha, Murty too stood up to take leave. 

"How can you go so soon," Kavita spoke before anyone else can, "you are coming from such a long distance at least have some tea."

"No... no... it's ok I just had few minutes ago."

"No formalities, you are part of the family... now sit down."

It was normal behaviour butRavi felt odd about her stopping Murty as she knew that he is such a philanderer and had already tried his luck with her. Once granddad left with Neha, Kavita walked towards the Kitchen to prepare the tea leaving behind Murty and Ravi to talk. There was an odd silence for few seconds when Murty started to talk about showroom and the sales and all. 

Couple of minutes and Kavita called for Ravi from the kitchen. 

"Darling you need to go out of the house," as he stepped in, Kavita spokeso causally as if asking him to pass on something from the cabinet. 

Ravi knew that what he feared for was turning out to be true. 

"Why.... What.... you want to be alone with Murty?" he stammered, "I have already told you about this man, he is not a nice man.... he... he... he exploits married women."

She already know Ravi's reaction but it excited her even more, she enjoyed to find out that she can wield two grown up men. She wanted to have some fun.

Kavita walked closer to Ravi, "you will like it darling," she whispered, "Wouldn't you love to find out how your employee exploited your wife." 

"I... I..." he was lost for words.

"Don't you want me to have some fun.... maybe I won't fuck him."

"I...I... am just worried about you, he may not treat you well," he spoke somehow.

"Don't worry about me, I can handle him... I have handled him last time so I can do it again", she said.

"So you won't fuck him?" he asked suspiciously. 

"Maybe I will," she teased him; "I am getting wet to feel his cock. He looks so fit and strong.... don't you worry I won't let him find about you," Ravi felt his stomach churn. 

She caressed his hairs, "Now be a good boy and go out of the house. Come back only when I give you a call on your mobile," she was firm, "I will find out how bad he is." 

Ravi knew he could not stop her once she had decided. Reluctantly he walked towards the door. His mind wandered towards her shaved pussy and he felt butterflies in his stomach. He was sure Murty would be the beneficiary of that treat and he felt extremely excited that he would be able to love her at night after Murty has fucked her. 

Murty saw him leaving and was surprised. 

"He has some urgent work," she spoke to Murty, "I'll bring the tea."

Murty realised that he was alone with her and he could not believe his luck. He wanted to have this opportunity for a long time; the last time he was on the verge of fucking her but somehow she had slipped out of his hold. Today it suddenly seemed like a nice opportunity. 

He quickly walked to the kitchen. 

Kavita saw him at the door, "you wait in the drawing room I will bring the tea."

"Kavita, I wanted to talk to you since that day..." 

"That day was a mistake," she interrupted him, "I have forgotten about it and you must also do that." 

"How can I forget.... it was the best time of my life when your soft and beautiful body was in my arms" he spoke in his salesmen best. 

"Don't you use your sweet talks on me, you know I am a married women and the wife of your boss." 

"It does not make any difference, I always admired you..." he spoke and stepped closer to her. Kavita was standing with her palms over the kitchen shelve; she didn't looked towards him as he approached and kept her gaze towards the boiling water. Murty placed his black palm over her milky white arms and pressed his body from behind , sandwiching her between himself and the shelve, his cock pressed against her bums. 

"Listen.... this is not right...." she continued to pretend innocence; however Murty was not ready to let this chance slip by. He moved his hands and gripped her waist and started to slowly grind his now semi erect cock against her ass. Kavita felt her mouth go dry with equal measure of fear and excitement. "How can I allow this lech, this pervert to.....to handle me like this....", she argued with her own rising desire. Murthy's semi erect cock was rapidly gaining in size and was making his own space between her ass cheeks. As Murthy continued his rubbing, she could make out he had an unmistakably large cock. It seemed bigger than anything she had so far.

Kavita knew that she has created this opportunity and she wanted him to do something but she was not ready for sex now. She knew that her father won't take a long walk and will be back soon with her daughter. She just wanted to tease Murty and maybe warm up things up for some other time, but she felt herself getting horny as his big cock pushed between her ass cheeks. 

"No...no...please don't do this....I am married....", she feebly protested. 

"So what..", he asked with a crocked smile on his face. He turned her around and placed his mouth over her supple lips, ending her verbal protests. Kavita felt a chill run down her spine as his thick lips covered her mouth completely. She could not believe that she has planned this... she has made her husband go out..... she felt dirty.... slutty. 

She was not sure how far she was willing to go with him. Her father would be back soon. Murty on the other hand took the opportunity with both hands. He pushed one of his hands inside her blouse top and was surprised to find that she was not wearing a bra. His other hand roamed around her flat belly exploring her curves.

"Ahh... ohhh..." she squealed at each tug he gave to her nipples and found them to be getting erect at his touch. He started to unbutton the blouse. 

"No.... No.... that is enough," she cried, "my father could be back any minute." 

"Shut up," all he said, as he opened the blouse and yanked it out of her arms. 

She was a bit scared that that this may start to get out of hand and she may not be able to control her own body. Although she wanted this but was sacred at the same time that someone might return. However Murty was not ready to take any of it. He quickly undressed her, pulled her Saree and petticoat down and then with one quick tug, ripped the tiny panty.

"Look at that..," he said lewdly as he saw Kavita's beautifully shaved pussy for the first time. He spread her legs and parted the swollen pussy lips. Kavita felt so slutty letting him handle her like that.

"So wet huh..... and unnecessarily pretending......" he slapped her soft buttocks.

"Ahhh.... ouch...." she jumped up in surprise. 

"For how many years I have waited for this moment," he sighed and squeezed her bum before giving it a hard slap. 

"Ahhh... easy.... it hurts," she cried out. 

"You are exactly like I always fantasized," he was lost admiring the sacred beauty he always longed for. 

"I will fuck you like you have never been fucked before," he spoke unbuckling his pants.

No... no... please," she shivered.

"Just stop making such a fuss about it, I know you want it."

She watched in awe as he opened his pants and pulled out a massive erection. She was amazed at the sheer size and girth of it, could be easily eight inches long, as dark as moonless night and looked dangerous. She has never seen such a thing in her life, large mushroom head, foreskin completely pulled back and large sack of balls hanging at the base. 

Murty smiled as he saw her not resisting anymore and looking fixedly at his cock, he placed her hand onto it.

"This...this is a monster...," she murmured as it twitched in her hands, she found that she was barely able to close her palm around the girth. 

"And I am going to fuck your cunt with that monster."

"No way.... I won't be able to take it...," she shivered, still mesmerized by it, "I.....I think it will hurt me....," her voice was quivering. 

Murty smiled with pride and roughly turned her around. Heplaced her hands on the kitchen counter and spread her legs, "just look at your pussy, it's so wet...you are unnecessarily denying yourself what your body wants."

Kavita felt ashamed at her leaking pussy and a groan escaped her mouth as he lined his cock tip over the pink labia from the back.

"Uggg.... take it easy," she said as the mushroom head started to force its way inside her. 

"O... you are tight," he groaned, "what is your husband been doing for last so many years."

With slow strokes he managed to push the head inside. Kavita felt a shudder as the tip of the monster entered her tunnel.

"AHHHH.... NOOO.... slowly," she cried out loud as he pushed further. 

"Looks like you are having a real cock for the first time."

"Slowly.... please," she begged, "You are too big."

With one hand he gripped her by the side and with his other free hand he started to explore her body. He gripped her right breast and pinched the erect nipple.

"AHHH," Kavita twitched as Murthy continued to pinch her. The big cock was slowly making its way inside her when Murthy gave it a sudden push. "Ouch,", she said as she found herself opening her legs wider to accommodate his girth inside her. She felt her pussy being stretched like never before.




Fantasy Fulfilled Ch. 06



"AHHH...AHHH...AHHH...AHHH...AHHH..." she cried out as he pushed it further in with additional thrusts. 

Murty was pleased with his effort and he admired the beauty under him. He kissed her neck as he started to fuck her more vigorously against her protestations. He let her cunt get used to his size until he increased the pace. 

"AHHHHHHHH..... Mummmyyeeee..... AHHHHHHHH," she cried out, "FUCK ME.... FUCK ME."

"Take this in your cunt," he said as he thrust into her wet pussy with even greater force, "I am going to fuck you like your wimp husband can never........ and you want it....... I know that," he panted. 

"YES.... YES... fuck me....fuck me with that cock.... take me...." she said as Murthy rammed his cock into her wet dripping pussy with all his might.

She never felt like this before, so full, so completely stuffed, her pussy muscles were involuntarily gripping onto the hard pole as it rammed inside her. She bucked her pelvis and tried to fuck back as she felt her orgasm fast approaching.

Just then the door bell rang and Kavita froze for a moment. Could it be her father? What would he think if he found out that her daughter in law was fucking her husband's employee in their own kitchen like an animal? Murthy sensed her fear and slammed his cock hard into her, "don't worry, let's finish it..... we can't leave each other like this...." he said.

"AYYEEEEE....mummyyeeeee..... oooooohhhh," she shuddered hard as the waves of pleasure hit her. Murty too rammed hard and was over the brim quickly as he saw her convulse under him. He could feel his own orgasm build up deep inside as his thrusts got faster. 

"Oh.... fuck you....I am going to cum... Ahhhh...." he emptied his balls inside her. 

"That was quick" he said as he tugged his cock back into his pants. 

"Humm," she hurriedly put her clothes on.

"Next time....I am going to have you at my place where we can find some time alone."

Kavita didn't speak and left the kitchen to open the door. The old man looked tired and didn't notice anything different. Neha on the other hand was perplexed to see her dishevelled appearance. Could she have? No.... that was not possible.... her mother with Murthy. No way. However as she saw Murthy exit the kitchen, she realized that it was perhaps true, that he had fucked her mother in their own kitchen. She looked at Murthy and then at her mother and saw unmistakable signs of two adults who had just consummated their lust.

Granddad retired to his bedroom while Murty walked passed by Neha who was staring at him indignantly. Murty checked her out. He sensed that she knew what he was doing with her mother and instead of feeling ashamed, he smiled proudly. 

Neha felt disgusted. Murty had never looked at her like this and she banged the door shut as soon as he left. 

..............

Neha was in her room feeling angry at her mother's behaviour. She imagined her mother with Murty and felt disgusted; she could not believe that she could actually fuck someone like him. 

She confronted Kavita immediately after Murty left and she never denied it. 

"How could you do this!!!" Neha was perplexed, "first Narang uncle and now this Murty who's next."

"Look dear I cannot explain this but once I have crossed the boundary with Narang I feel exploring others is not a big deal and moreover your dad is more than happy."

"You mean to say he knows about Murty too," she couldn't believe it.

Kavita nodded and then walked in the bathroom to take shower, leaving behind a very confused girl.

It was middle of the night and Neha was not feeling sleepy. She went to the kitchen wanting to make some coffee for herself. She saw her father alone in the living room watching news on the TV. 

"You want some coffee, I am going to make some for myself," she said. 

"Yeah... would be great"

Ravi was sitting in the living room as Kavita didn't allow him to get near her. She just told him she was feeling sore from the hard pounding and would talk to him in the morning. She has just given him a brief that Murty had a big ugly looking cock and 'thank god he didn't forced it in my mouth.' 

"You were right he is bad guy, he fucked me on the kitchen counter and pinched me hard," she showed Ravi a glimpse of her bruised boobs. When he came out of the bedroom he was having a big hard on. 

 Neha brought two cups of coffee and handed one to Ravi and sat in front of him,

"Do you know everything that your wife is doing?"

Ravi was surprised by her sudden question and the choice of words as she never referred Kavita as 'his wife.'

"Um... no....yes.... what are you talking about," he stammered. 

She was suddenly furious, "She fucked Murty today."

Ravi knew about it but hearing it from his daughter made him shrink into his cocoon. Hewas not able to speak and felt totally humiliated in front of his daughter. He avoided her gaze and continued looking down into his coffee cup. 

"Why did you allow it to happen," she looked into his eyes, "you....like this?"

Ravi was silent, he did not know how to talk on this subject with his daughter and hehoped that she would just stop. 

"Look it happened and I allowed it to continue, it's difficult to explain why, but I never wanted you to know," he fidgeted in his seat. 

"Ok.... so now what's next...... is she going to fuck every man that comes her way," she was still angry. Ravi obviously has no answer to all this. An awkward silence crept between them and they quietly sipped the coffee. 

"I am sorry daddy," she spoke after couple of minutes, "I never wanted to snap at you, actually I am angry with mom." 

"It's all right, this is entirely my fault."

"How could she fuck Murty, he is so gross and also our employee," Neha spoke in disgust, "Narang uncle I could understand but Murty...."

"You.... you don't mind her being with Narang," Ravi was surprised. 

"No.... he is good," as she spoke a smile flickered on her lips. Ravi was alarmed at her reaction. 

"Don't you also like him?" she looked at him questioningly, "You allowed mom with him." 

Ravi managed to nod in agreement but he had a worried look on his face. 

"It means that now mom is also cheating on Narang uncle," she appeared to be annoyed again, "I bet he won't accept it like you did."

Ravi felt like being slapped on his face. 

"You are not going to tell him," suddenly he was scared.

"No I won't.... he really loves mom," she spoke deep in thoughts, "he will feel cheated..I guess..." 

Ravi breathe a sigh of relief, he knew that Narang would not take it well. 

"Are you going to do something about this?" Neha looked into his eyes and Ravi was perplexed at the sudden question,

"What!!! About what?"

"About mom fucking Murthy!!!"

"What can I do ..... I started all this," he spoke helplessly. 

Neha looked at him unbelievingly, "then what? She will continue to bring men to fuck." 

She waited for his response but when he looked away she was furious, "I bet someday you are going to watch as I will bring a stud home and he will fuck me in front of your eyes." 

"No.... no...." Ravi was trembling with shame; he never thought that he will be disgraced like this by his own little girl. The little girl has grown up. He looked down at his feet and sat there like a scared little boy caught stealing by his mom. 

Couple of minutes passed and nobody spoke. Neha just sat there watching her dadlooking down at his feet and fidgeting with the coffee cup. She felt pity. 

"Why.... why do you allow this.... I can see you are in pain," she put down her cup and sat next to him. 

"I will talk to mom and ask her to stop all this nonsense."

"No.... no need to talk to her," Ravi spoke quickly. 

"Ohh God...." she shrugged her shoulder in disbelief. 

"Actually I encouraged her to do all this," his voice was barely audible as he spoke hesitantly, "let her enjoy freely without any guilt." 

"So you are ok with her fucking other men.... huh. You like it when she fucks them without your knowing about it. I am not sure if I'll ever understand," she said sympathetically and suddenly her lips spread out in a smile.

Ravi looked at her quizzingly.

"Are you are having a boner," she giggled. 

Ravi was aghast as he realised that he was having a big bulge in his pyjama. He tried to adjust it but was still evident in the loose pyjama. 

"Why are you having a hard on.... I guess you like being humiliated.... What are you going to do about it.... beat it? I don't think you are going to ever use it properly." She looked at him with pity and got up to leave. 

Ravi sat there alone feeling emasculated, wondering what was going to happen next.



Fantasy Fulfilled Ch. 07



The story so far...

Ravi and Kavita were a happily married couple for nineteen years and had a healthy sexual life filled with experimentation with various sexual activities / fantasies. One of the fantasies that Ravi harboured was to watch Kavita have a good time with some other man. It remained a fantasy for a long time and both of them have good sex while Kavita would tell him made up stories of having sex with other men. But on a journey back to Mumbai, Kavita on an impulse, only trying to give a real feel of the fantasy to her husband, engaged in teasing him with a stranger Narang travelling with them. The things got further and Kavita actually cuckolded Ravi. 

This couldn't be a onetime thing as Kavita thought and without realising they continue to travel down the slippery lane of cuckolding with Narang. Their daughter Neha came of age and her virginity was taken by her boyfriend Riyan. Ravi's dream of watching his wife with her lover established Narang into their household. Neha, their daughter saw Narang with her mother and was not able to believe that she is having an affair with him and apparently her dad knows about it. 

Kavita was slowly accepting her husband as a weak and humiliation loving husband. She along the way got fucked by her daughter's boyfriend Riyan and then Murty her husband's employee. Ravi was enjoying the pain and humiliation he was getting out of this. Their daughter came to know about the affairs her mom was having and was confused at the reaction of his father. 

If you are still with me... Here is the tale of what happened next...

Chapter 7.

Kavtia had a very sound sleep that night after fucking Murty, while Ravi spent a sleepless night beside her. He saw her sleeping, her bosom rising and falling with each breath and he could not resist himself but take a peek at her tits which have red love marks left by Murty. He wondered how can other men be so hard with her as to leave marks while whenever he fucked his wife, he never ever left a hickey. Why they need to be so cruel, his heart was saddened, why can't they just gently make love with this goddess? 

Ravi somehow managed to sleep and whole night was dreaming about his wife with other guys. He was awaken by the sound of Kavita giggling. He opened his eyes and saw Kavita sitting with folded legs on the bed and talking to someone on the phone. The way she was giggling and blushing, Ravi was sure it would be one of her lovers. 

"Yes... Ya... don't be silly... he is still sleeping," she glanced towards Ravi, a mischievous smiled spread out on her lips. 

"No... no... I can't... no I won't," she giggled. Ravi was unable to make out anything from the one sided conversation. 

"Just shut up, ok... you have been very bad yesterday... what if he sees the marks on my boobs."

There was silence for sometimes as she listens.

"No... no... I cannot come... I have to go to office... no... ummm... Ok I will try but not sure," she hung the phone. 

Ravi knew it must be Murty on the other side and he must be calling her out somewhere, he looked expectantly towards her. 

Kavita threw the phone on the bed and turned towards her husband, "Good morning darling," she threw her arms around him and kissed him on cheeks. 

Ravi caressed her back, "Good morning sweetheart, was that Murty."

"Yeah...'

"What does he wants early in the morning."

"Nothing just a good morning call, tell me do you have some place quite at your showroom."

Ravi was alarmed, what are they planning, "why you asking?"

"Nothing Murty is calling me to the showroom he must have something in his mind," she giggled. 

Ravi felt his blood rushed to his groins, "You... you are not planning to go."

"I might."

"I thought it would be a onetime thing with Murty."

"I also thought so... I don't want to start an affair with him... but let me just explore what he has in mind," she said and left the bed. 

Ravi was tense, how can Murty ask her to come to the showroom with all other workers present and he would also be there. He knew that the top floor of his showroom was not used and is empty; surely he must be planning to have fun there. He cannot ask her to come to his house as he has a wife at home. 

Kavita was excited to receive the call from Murty, he was good in talking and excited her over the phone itself. She felt something yesterday like she has never felt before, she felt slutty letting him take her like that. She has never had such a big cock before and wanted to experience it again. Kavita knew it was dangerous to go to showroom and have an affair with her husband's employee but she was not able to control herself. 

Ravi was feeling anxious the whole afternoon at the showroom. He felt strange whenever Murty was around, although he acted normally but Ravi just pictured him taking his wife roughly. He felt angry and snapped at him unnecessarily and Muty was confused at his behaviour. 

Kavita took special care dressing up for office that day, right from choosing her blue thong panty to matching push up bra. She wore a light red colour saree and a very low cut blouse. The push up bra has nicely accentuated her C cups boobs and was producing an enticing deep cleavage. The blouse was almost backless showing a large part of her skin. She looked at her reflection in the mirror and her face turned red at the image it was showing. She adjusted her saree and pushed it much lower her belly button. She finished by painting her lips dark red and wearing a high heel. 

She was feeling excited while working at her desk. She needed off after lunch to go to her husband's showroom and she needs to ask the permission of her boss. She was a good worker and liked by the boss for that but after her recent exploration she was more aware of the men around her. Her boss Srivastav was almost fifty five years old and a widower with two grown up sons. She has noticed him checking her out many times and she felt amused. Earlier she never uses to encourage that but for the last couple of months she enjoyed the attention and also teased him with her sexy dress and flirtatious talks. She started to enjoy her office in an all new way. So getting permission for day off should not be a problem, just a little flashing of cleavage, she smiled. 

But the whole afternoon he was busy and she couldn't get time to ask him. Just before the lunch hour he found him alone in his cabin. She went to the ladies room and reapplied the lipstick and checked herself, once satisfied she rushed to his cabin ignoring his secretary,

"Hello, good afternoon," she spoke in the sweetest possible voice as she approached his table. She was ready to bend down on the table to give him a glimpse of her deep cleavage. 

"Humm... ya... good afternoon," he didn't raise his head from the papers. 

Kavita put her palms on the table and bend down a little bit, "Sir... I needed time off after lunch," she spoke in a sexy voice. 

"What!!" he raised his head, "you are always running away from work, last month also you were on a long leave as your father was sick and also taking time off from office on some pretext or other... what is it now? He looked in a bad mood. 

Kavita was taken aback by his sudden outburst and could not speak. 

"I was expecting that 'Indo Rama' papers would be ready before the shipment arrived... it needs to be released by the bank also... no... but you have to take time off... do whatever you want... go..." he shoved a file into her hand and dismissed her. 

Kavita was shaking in rage as she stepped out of the office. She saw a smile flickered across the face of the secretary as she must have heard her boss yelling. 

"Bitch," she cursed under her breath, "asshole... how can he talk like that... I have always done my work sincerely."

She banged the file on his desk and sat down angrily. She stared at the desktop and forgot all about Murty and going to the showroom. She was filled with rage, annoyed at herself for letting him talk like that. 

'I was trying to be sexy with him, flirting with him... fucking old pervert,' she was not able to think straight for next hour or so and after that she just picked up the file and as if she was taking some kind of revenge, she started to finish the work. 

Once she started working she realized that it was important and the deadline was near. She focused on finishing it today itself and then 'going to throw at his face' she was still angry. 

She continued to work after office hours also and all her co-workers left one by one, she also saw the secretary leaving.

"You can finish it tomorrow," she spoke with fake sympathy and left. Kavita was further enraged and wished for her immediate death. 

Couple of minutes later she heard the boss's cabin opened and Srivastav stepped out. She pretended not to notice as he approached. 

"Hey... you are still working," he spoke cheerfully.

"Ya," she replied and got back to work.

"It's not necessary to be done today itself, you can finish it tomorrow," he spoke as he walked behind her and looked at the monitor. 

"Ya I know it can be done tomorrow also, but someone in this office doesn't know this, that is why I have to finish it today itself," she spoke without hiding her anger. 

She heard him laugh out loud, "Ohh common... you cannot be serious."

"I am, now let me finish it, I am getting late."

"Don't act like a child," he spoke, "I was mad at something that is why I spoke a bit harsh with you this afternoon." 

"Bit harsh!! You said that I make excuses to run from work."

"Common I didn't mean it... look if it hurts you, I am really sorry."

"I wish that bitch was around to hear this," she thought. She didn't speak and fidgeted with the mouse. 

"Now wrap this up," he indicated towards the monitor, "and by the way you are looking so beautiful today in this red saree, the colour suited your white complexion." He tried to make the mood lighter. 

"Now you noticed," she thought and then realised that he was standing right behind her and must be getting a nice view down her neck. She deliberately let her Saree 'pallu' slip down a little bit, uncovering her blouse. She slowly started to save the work. 

"Looks like you are really angry," he placed his hands on her shoulder and shook her jokingly, "now finish it tomorrow."

"I am just saving the work," she giggled, his flattering talks made her relax. 

Srivastav was having a breathtaking view down her blouse, he let his hands stay on her shoulders and enjoyed the scene. He wondered if he was reading the signs correctly, can he try his luck. He slowly rubbed his palms over her shoulder.

"Must be tired; let me give you a massage."

Kavita felt proud as she realized he was lusting after her, she slowly started to save the work and clean the desk as Srivastav gave her a massage on shoulders and behind her neck. He slowly moved his thumb in circles at the back of her neck and increased the pressure gradually. He looked down at her bosom and saw the tempting milky white orbs were rising and falling with each breath. He continued the massage and his hands started to cover a large part of her bare back. He saw that she was no longer cleaning the desk, her hands were lying still in her lap. He moved his thumb onto her temples and while rubbing them he pulled her head back resting it on his bulging stomach. 

"Relax, Kavi..." he spoke softly. 

Kavita closed her eyes and felt the excitement returning. The nervousness and the anxiety that she was feeling since morning in anticipation of fucking Murty was grappling her again. "Will he try something and more important what must she do if he does?"

His hands were freely roaming on her temples, moving to her hairs then nibbling the ear lobes and fiddling with the earrings. He moved them tentatively to the front of the neck and touched the 'mangalsutra' (an ornament worn around neck like a chain as a symbol of a married Hindu lady) which was around her neck and was dangling right between the boobs. He pulled it out of her boobs. 

Kavita can feel his hairy arms on her face and thick fingers on her neck and her pussy started to get wet. 'How can I allow this old man to feel me like this?'

After pushing the mangalsutra to one side, he slipped both his hands onto her chest and inside her blouse and bra. 

"AHHH," a loud moan was heard as the hands gripped both the orbs. She pushed back her head onto his stomach. Kavita felt as if her entire strength was drained out, her hands were lying limp on her lap. 

She started to feel slutty, "why can't I say no to anyone."

Srivastav gripped the very firm boobs and felt the erect nipples, he started to gently massage them.

"Oh... Oh... Ah... Ugg... Umm..." soft moans escaped her mouth. He squeezed them like lemon and pinched the nipples between his thumb and finger. He increased the pressure and built up a tempo mauling them. 

"Uggg... Uggg... Uggg... Uggg... Uggg... Uggg... " she kept on moaning as she felt the tingling sensation emanating from her tits and spreading all around her body. He continued the soft and hard, hot and cold massage of her boobs making her wet and wanting more and more of it. He slightly turned her revolving chair and let her face turn towards his groin. He pressed the bulge in the pant on her face. 

Kavita opened her eyes and found a big bulge staring at her face. Her hand automatically moved and caressed the entire length of it. She found herself pulling down the zipper trying to find the meat. She fumbled with the elastic of the underwear and pulled out the erect cock. The hot cock touched her cheeks and she rubbed it over her lips. 

"Ummm," she moaned at the touch. The cock was of average size but after experiencing Murty it appeared to be a kid's dick. She felt amused but she opened her mouth and tried to engulf the entire length at once. It immediately touched the back of her throat as her lips touched his pubic hairs. 

"Ahhh," Srivastav let out a grunt as he felt the hot tongue, his grip on the tits tightened. 

He bucked his groin, "Suck it." Kavita started to make slurping noises as she sucked and bobble her head on the cock. Srivastav was pleased that he was right in picking up the signal she was sending past couple of months. He looked around and found the empty cubicals and the taboo of having sex in the office made his cock twitch in her mouth. He wanted to fuck her hard in the office, in his cabin. 

Suddenly he pulled out. "In my cabin," he said and guided her across the hall to his cabin. Kavita walked with him quickly, too excited to say anything. 

"Take your clothes off," he ordered as he locked the door. Kavita was dazed, what is this happening; she has never thought that she would do something like this. How can all these men manage to go this far with her when earlier no one dared to flirt with her? Why can't she keep her urges under control? This is so wrong, I am acting like a slut now, how can I face this man tomorrow. 

Srivastav was naked by now and when he saw her standing like a zombie he grabbed her and started to take her clothes off. She stayed undecided as one by one he threw all her clothes on the floor.

"Fuck with tomorrow," she thought as she found herself being pushed on the chair. 

Srivastav then put both his strong rough hands on her waist and pulled her forward, so her ass was on the edge of the seat and head resting against the back. He spread her legs wide resting each leg on the armrest. He grabbed the armrests and lunged forward, his curved dick entered her wet pussy in one swift motion.

"Ohhh... Ahhh..." she threw back her head in ecstasy. 

He took it out and banged in again making the chair roll back. He quickly started to bang her cunt and touch spots inside her with his curved meat. The fire in her cunt was making it feel like he has buried his cock into some burning stove. Srivastav looked into her eyes while pounding her cunt. 

"Nice girl, take it," he groaned and bent forward placing his lips onto her. He moved one hand behind her head making the kiss even more passionate. The tongues mingled as Kavita opened her mouth to kiss him back. 

Kavita groaned and moaned as he hammered her cunt like an animal. The chair rolling back with every thrust until it banged against the wall. Kavita's legs were pointing skywards as she felt being bent into half. 

He continued to bang her in this position for some time when he felt that she was slipping out of the chair, he stopped and pulled back leaving her wet cunt open. 

"What!!" she gasped.

"Get up," he pulled her up and bends her over the table. He raised one of her leg and placed it on the table. With one leg on the ground and another on table she was nicely opened up. 

He lined his dick and entered her unceremoniously. 

"Ahhh... Oh God... Fuck me," she groaned out loud and rested her head on the table. In this position Srivastav easily grabbed her boobs and mauled them while fucking her cunt. 

"Harder," she shouted as she felt orgasm building inside her. She tried to grip the slippery surface of the table as she shook violently. 

"Ahhh... fuck me... Ayeeee..." she shuddered with thunderous orgasm. After the orgasm subsided she waited quietly for him to finish but he was still going on with great speed, her body was shaking at every thrust. 

"What happened, why you went so silent," he panted slowing down.

"I have finished," she murmured.

"You want me to stop," he spoke. 

"No...no... you continue... just change the position."

He pulled her off the table and spread her on the carpeted floor. Quickly he was on top of her, pushing her knees onto her chest. He gripped her body under him and continued from where he left. He kissed her red painted lips while ramming her hard. 

Kavita felt sweet tingling in her pussy as his cock rammed in and out, it was not as if she was feeling very excited but it felt good and she scratched his back with her nails. 

Soon he was grunting like a pig,

"Ahh... ahhh," he groaned loudly and tensed, Kavita knew he was about to cum, he started to spurt and emptied his load inside her.

*****************

As Kavita walked towards the local train station she looked at her mobile and found she had several missed calls from her husband, Murty and Narang. Her phone was on silent mode and was lying in her handbag the whole afternoon, she was too pissed off that she forgot everything. Her husband has called many times in the evening, while Murty and Narang also tried to contact her. She was in no mood to talk to anyone. 

She called her younger daughter Priya to inform at home that she would be late and asked to order food, while enquiring about Neha she told that she has gone out to the showroom. 

"What is she doing so late at the showroom," she thought and called her husband;

"Hello... where are you... I was worried and have been trying you since afternoon," Ravi's started speaking as soon as the phone connected. 

"I was busy," she spoke in bored voice, "stuck up with work... I am heading home."

"Why don't you take a cab and come to the showroom and we can drive back home," he suggested.

"Humm... nice idea... I also do not want to take the local train at this hour... so is Murty around," she enquired.

"No... he has already left... he was waiting for you the entire afternoon."

Kavita felt a hint of teasing in his voice, a slight giggle. 

"Ohh... Then I guess the watchman must be around," she spoke and cut the line. She smiled imagining the reaction of her hubby and hailed for a cab. The smile didn't left her face as she thought of a sinister plan to tease her hubby. 

Ravi felt the familiar sensation ran through his body, he was relaxed when Kavita did not come to showroom and he saw Murty waiting for her, but now after listening to her wife the nervous anxiousness came back. He glanced at the CCTV monitor in his cabin and saw the security guards and the employees at the showroom. He has a cabin on first floor from where he can monitor the showroom on ground floor and also the workshop at first and second floors. He had a separate exit also which he uses after the showroom is closed for the night. 




Fantasy Fulfilled Ch. 07



While in the cab he received a call from Narang again,

"Hey... how you doing."

"I am fine but where are you, I have called you earlier but you didn't took the call," Narang's voice was like a whisper.

"Oh... I was at office and the mobile was in my purse... when you came back," she enquired.

"Today... but listen I wanted to talk to you... Neha is with me right now," he whispered, "I have stepped out in the balcony to talk to you."

"What!! What is she doing with you," Kavita was alarmed, "what's happening."

"Nothing is happening... but she is coming on to me... I don't know but she is behaving strangely." 

"Ohh..." Kavita was speechless and didn't know what to say.

"Hey!! You are there."

"Yes... yes... what did you do?"

"What do you mean what I did... Nothing... she is your daughter!!"

"No I mean what you did when she... when she..." she could not find the right word. 

"I am trying to stall her... but... but... she is a stubborn girl and I don't know how to send her home without hurting her feelings... she seems to be smitten by love bug," she heard a nervous giggle, "she kissed me... that's when I somehow managed to come out in balcony to talk to you... can you come over."

"Yes I will be right there... actually I am presently nearby and in a cab... I guess I can reach in about ten minutes," she spoke and gave directions to the cab driver for the change of destination. 

Kavita's heart was pounding as she rushed out of the lift and pressed the door bell. Almost immediately the door was opened by Narang. 

"Hey look who is here," he placed a hand around her shoulder and walked her in. Kavita saw Neha, her daughter, sitting on the couch; she looked at her in surprise. 

"Hello Mom," she spoke sheepishly, "how come you are here."

"I should be asking this question, what are you doing here and what's gotten into you... he is... he is like your dad," she was in a rage.

Neha looked at Narang feeling hurt, "Ohh... so you called her."

"I have to... you were... you were... I think..." he faltered. 

"I thought you like me."

"I like you, you are so sweet," he quickly spoke, "but I love your mother."

"You should be ashamed of yourself," Kavita was in rage. 

Neha stared at her mother and then laughed, "O Yeah sure," then she ignored her completely and spoke to Narang,

"You know my father also love her and look what she had made him, a cuckoo and I thought you would be better."

She got up from the couch, "you immediately ran to mama... save me from this girl," she mocked. Both Narang and Kavita were taken aback.

While Neha continued, "she had made you too her pet," she teased, "soon will make you her cuckoo and will move on to some other man." 

Kavita was stunned and was scared that she may tell him about Murty, while Narang was upset.

"What do you mean other men?"

Neha glanced meaningfully towards her mother and then started to collect her bag to leave. Narang had one look at Kavita and he knew that she has been fucking around and he was furious. 

"I am not a cuckold like your father," he shouted.

"O is that so," Neha spoke sarcastically and started to leave. 

"Where do you think you are going," Narang blocked her way. 

"I have got nothing to do with you," she wanted to get around him but he grabbed her arm and pulled her. 

"Leave me," she struggled to get her hand free but Narang held it tightly. 

"I was being nice considering you are the daughter of the women I love," he hissed.

"I am not your daughter," she spoke looking into his eyes.

"You are just a kid," he chewed his words.

"I am not a virgin," she did not budge. 

"So you just needed a good fuck."

"Not now... not anymore," she struggled to free her hand, "leave me." But Narang's grip tightened in rage and twisted her arm behind her back. 

Kavita was standing dumbfounded in the middle of the room, she watched in total disbelief as Narang pulled her daughter to the couch. She watched as he pushed his hand inside her top and pinched the nipples. 

"Ugghh...Ahh," Neha squirmed as she felt his hard fingers on her nipples. 

"Let me find out how grown up you are," he panted and a battle of sort ensued between the two. Neha opposed him only because she was angry with him for calling her mom and soon she stopped resisting. 

"Narang... Narang... stop it... what are you doing," Kavita shouted in horror. 

"Just shut up slut... she wanted a cock and that is what she is getting... I will deal with you later," he snarled. 

Kavita was startled; he has never spoken to her like this. 

Narang continued with Neha and her top and bra came flying off and Narang took control of her young boobs. He grabbed both of them in each of his palms and started to maul them. 

"Ahh...Ohh...Nooo...slow... please," Neha groaned. Her white tits turned a shade of pink due to the treatment he was giving them. Sweet pain ran through her body as he pulled the tout nipples between his thumb and fingers. He then pushed her on the couch and stood right in front.

"Time to find out how much you learned," he pulled his zip down and fished out the phallus which was rock hard by now. 

Neha looked at him and he gave a tap at the back of her head, "you know what to do." 

She off course knew what was expected of her, but she had never sucked before, she wrapped her fingers at the base and looked up hesitantly at his face. He was waiting. Neha started to stroke the length with her fingers as he unbuckled his pants and pushed it down. 

Neha was getting nervous now; she knew that she has rubbed him the wrong side. She came to Narang as she looked upon him as a man and was getting attracted to him. Last couple of months she was getting close to him and their conversations had a hint of sexual innuendoes which gives her a tingling sensation between her legs and she was drawn to him for more. Today things started off well and she hoped that instead of talking about his relationship with her mom he would concentrate on her, but she was frustrated when he behaved with him like his father and finally when she saw that he called her mom, she was furious. Now she realizes her mistake that she should not have talked like this, at least not about her mother fucking other men.

Today she has carefully chosen her dress a very short skirt and a tight blouse. He boobs were just like her mother, C size and broad at the base and tapering at the top. She wore a thin material low cut bra to produce a nice cleavage and has applied light makeup with dark brown lipstick. All to attract him to love her, but now she was sitting topless with his cock in her hand, not the way she fantasized. 

"How am I gonna fit this monster in my mouth," she shivered.

Narang by now had taken his shirt out and pushed his boxers down his knees; he placed a hand under her chin and lifted her head up. 

"Open your mouth," he spoke in a determined voice. 

Neha nervously stroked it faster.

"Open it." He moved forward and the cock touched her lips. Automatically her lips parted.

"Wider."

She shut her eyes tightly and the only thought that came to her mind was 'it's so warm.' She felt a hand at the back of her head and the cock started to slip inside, her mouth opening wider to accommodate. Instinctively she pulled her tongue back to avoid touching it but can't pull it back enough and the tip of the cock brushed over her tongue. She got the first taste of a cock. 

After the initial shock of a cock inside her mouth subsided, her muscles relaxed and the lips clasped around his girth. The cock slipped still deeper over her tongue. 

"Ahumm... nice and hot," Narang grunted, "now move your tongue and start sucking."

Neha uncertain of how to suck slowly moved her tongue over the head and felt him pulsate. Like the way she has seen in porn movies, she started to bobble her head over the shaft.

"Nice girl," he hummed, 'This little girl is a woman now, a young woman for sure, but she is not a little girl anymore.' 

He then paid attention to Kavita who was watching fixedly as if not able to believe what was happening. 

"Come here slut," he spoke with venom in his voice and Kavita was jolted out of her trance. 

"Come here," he ordered. 

Kavita walked timidly and as soon as she was in his reach, Narang grabbed her hairs hard and pulled her.

"Ayeee," she cried out in pain. 

"I know your wimp husband likes you to fuck around... but I don't like it... even though you are not my wife," he chewed each word as he spoke and pulled her hairs harder. 

"Ayeee... no... You are hurting me," she cried out.

Neha heard her mother and lifted her head to look. 

"No... No... Dear you concentrate on sucking," he pushed her head back on his cock. 

While holding her hairs by his left hand Narang caressed her cheeks with his right and suddenly landed a hard slap 'Smack.'

"Ahh.." she cried out in surprise and pain, her check burned with the hard smack. He lifted his hand for another,

"No.. No," she tried to cover her face with her hands to avoid another blow. 

"Remove your hands," he roared.

She looked at Narang and found his eyes burning with rage, she felt scared.

"Narang please," she begged.

"What please... bitch... remove your hand," he shouted and pulled her hairs hard. 

Her hand automatically moved to stop her from pulling her hairs and that's when he strikes again and landed another slap at the exact same spot. 

"Ayeee... No... please... why are you hitting me."

"So I am just a fuck toy for you and your husband to fulfil your dirty fantasies," he spoke bitterly. 

"No Narang it's not like this... its... its..." she found no explanation for her actions. 

Narang didn't stopped, he kept on pulling her hairs and slapping her on face and buttocks while she squirmed and cried. He made sure that Neha continued to work on his cock. 

"So who are these guys," he spoke smacking her bum again. Kavita kept quite so Narang pulled out from Neha's mouth, 

"Who is he sweetie," he spoke lovingly.

Neha looked at both of them and felt scared,

"Please don't hurt my mom." 

"Ohh... Darling... don't be scared," he immediately let go of Kavita and caressed her. 

"She has been cheating on me... don't you think I have the right to be upset."

Neha nodded and Narang took her into his arms and started kissing her passionately. Kavita was standing nearby, her cheeks burning with shame. 

"Take out your clothes," he ordered and Kavita shivered in embarrassment. Narang stared at him and signalled him to take off her clothes. 

"No Narang, please," she felt humiliated and looked at her topless daughter in his arms.

"Uncle..." Neha tried to say something looking at the predicament of her mother but Narang shushed her. 

"You don't want me to repeat," he spoke menacingly. 

Kavita slowly and reluctantly started to peel off her saree, her eyes still pleading with him. Narang turned his attention towards Neha and kissed her supple lips pushing his tongue inside. He gripped the juicy tits and mashed them. Narang explored the young and beautiful body of Neha while her mother got rid of her clothes. 

Now standing totally naked Kavita looked at them as Narang was making her daughter squirm and moan in pleasure. His one hand was now exploring inside her skirt and between her legs while she was slowly spreading her legs wider and wider. 

Narang glanced towards Kavita and smiled for the first time since she has entered the flat, he signalled him to get down. As she went down on her knees he pushed her head onto his pulsating rod. 

Kavita's head was buzzing and she was not able to think straight. It felt so surreal, so taboo, she looked at both of them sitting on the couch, her eyes met with Neha who has only one expression on her face 'lust.' 

She felt pressure on the back of her head and she looked at the meat rod so close to her face, she could see brown lipstick smeared just below the bulbous head reminding her that this cock was just few seconds back, in her daughter's mouth. She groaned and gulped half of the length in one go as her daughter looked in awe. 

"Yessss," Narang hissed and his grip on Neha's crotch tightened. 

Kavita let go of herself and went on to suck his cock with all she got, taking it deep inside her throat and then bobbling up for breath. 

Narang feverously rattled Neha's body, spreading her legs wider and pulling aside her panty. He moved his fingers between the wet pussy lips and Neha arched her body in pleasure. 

"Next time you will shave these," he whispered rubbing the small triangle of pubic hairs and she nodded eagerly. He pulled the small panty down her smooth legs and Neha helped him by lifting her ass up, the skirt went after that. 

"I would love to see the mother and daughter combo work together," he spoke, "Sweetie suck that cock with your mother before I use it to spread your cunt." 

Neha's heartbeat increased as she looked at the huge cock and her mother. Narang spread his legs wide to make room for both of them between them and pushed Neha alongside her mother. Kavita pulled out and looked at her daughter's face so close by with his cock between them. 

Narang pressed both their heads onto his cock and their lips touched at either side of the thick prick. Kavita stick out her tongue and started to lick the entire length while her daughter followed the suite and started to do the same on the other side. Soon both of them got into a rhythm of licking, kissing and sucking the shaft. Their lips met several times as they shared the cock. 

Narang relaxed his back on the couch and watched as both of them took turns in sucking his cock and balls. It was producing an exotic view from behind as the two women bend on their knees, their ass jutting out showing the darker ass holes and juicy pussies. Narang was shuffling between fondling and mauling the two pair of boobs dangling in front of him. 

Suddenly Kavita's mobile started to ring, the screen flashed Ravi's face.

Narang smiled, "Give it to me," he took the phone and answered. 

"Hello." Ravi was surprised to hear Narang's voice.

"I... I... called Kavita," he stammered, "is she around."

"Yeah she is around but is busy... sucking my cock," he spoke loudly and glanced towards Kavita who didn't miss a beat and continued sucking. 

"And what is this with you asshole... you want your wife to be the slut of the town," he was angry again. 

"What... what." 

"Well she is doing exactly that, fucking any man that comes into contact," he cut the phone angrily. 

Ravi was shocked, 'has he got wind of her fucking Murty, has Neha spoken to him.' He felt scared, 'he sounded very upset and Kavita is with him.' He started worrying about her safety and called again. 

"What is with this man," Narang looked angrily towards the phone.

"Give it to me," Kavita spread her hand out, "you have scared him." 

"Yes darling," Kavita spoke in the sweetest voice she could muster. 

"Are you OK," Ravi spoke nervously. 

"Yeah I am absolutely fine... darling... don't worry but I will be late... wait for me."

"He knew about Murty," he continued. 

"It's all right honey... don't panic."

"What are you doing?"

She giggled, "Don't you get the idea... Narang just told you," she giggled again and then cut the line. 

She threw the phone nonchalantly and get back to Narang's cock. He once again relaxed on the couch and let the two women work on him. After getting enough he decided it's time to fuck. He easily lifted Neha and carried her to the bedroom while Kavita followed. 

He grabbed her legs and spread them high and wide. Kavita rested her back on the pillow and watched as Narang prepared her daughter to fuck. He lined up the cock onto her wet pussy and pushed. 

"Ahhh... Ohhh," Neha cried out and the cock head pushed inside, "slowly... please."

"Yeah... you are tight," Narang groaned and pushed further. Neha wailed as she was not used to the fucking. The sweet pain stubbed her fanny. She scratched his back in agony and cried as he pushed deeper and deeper. 

Kavita watched her daughter screamed in pleasure when Narang started to bang her furiously, his ass rapidly moving up and down between her legs. She watched as Neha reached her first orgasm and she clutched onto Narang, she didn't let him go and immediately started howling with pleasure again. The second orgasm was even powerful and lasted longer, draining all the energy out of her. 

Once Neha cooled down, Narang pulled out and looked towards Kavita. She signalled him to wash his cock first and Narang walked towards the bathroom. Kavita pushed him on the bed as soon as he returned and climbed over him. 

"You have lasted a long time... now you need to cum," she whispered and Narang nodded. She pushed his cock into her fanny and started to rock slowly. 

"Cum in my pussy," she whispered and started to buck her groin rhythmically. 

Now it was Neha's turn to watch and she watched how her mother lovingly kissed and pleasured him. She watched as Narang groaned and moaned in pleasure and felt aroused again, she wanted to pleasure him like that, wanted to make him cum in her pussy. 

Kavita accepted cum in her pussy for the second time that evening. 

***********

Kavita waived for the taxi and give the driver address of her husband's showroom. She glanced at the watch it was almost ten, the showroom must have been closed and Raiv was still waiting for her.

After they finished at Narang's place Kavita quickly dressed and left while Neha stayed back. Narang wanted her to stay the night and she looked at her mother. 

"I will cover up for you at home," she kissed her on cheek feeling a special bond, "Have fun." 

She walked her mother to the door while Narang lay lazily at the bed, and hugged her once again. 

"Thank you mom," she whispered and kissed her. The lips slipped and met and before anyone of them could understand they were kissing frantically, tongues intermingling, sucking onto each other's lips. They kissed for a full one minute before breaking up and looked nervously at each other. 

Kavita came out of her dreams as the taxi took a sharp turn. She was feeling light hearted now, after the things came in open with Narang and also with Neha. She was feeling a bit unsure of what she was doing, but now she felt no restraints, no stopping... it will continue till eternity. 

The End.