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Letters to Purvi Ch. 01

By: Lalitha Mehta



The correspondence is between me and a lonely housewife in Calcutta, who has since become a very close friend.

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Darling Purvi,

Thank you so much for that sweet, lovely letter. I liked it so much that I read it twice and then lay in bed with it and imagined you in bed with me -- licking my breasts, sucking my nipples, my tongue deep in your cunt. Soon I had two fingers in my cunt and I came within minutes. You must be really wondering why this long delay. Sorry, darling. I have this export business that requires that I should be abroad occasionally and this was one of these trips. So I got your letter only on my recent return and I am sending you this quick reply.

Incidentally, sorry about the short postage. It was not really my fault -- the Bombayite office forwarded my letter and must not have put enough stamps. It shouldn't happen again.

You are lucky to have such an understanding husband like Uday. I'm sure he must have a nice thick strong cock which obviously satisfies you. Now, darling I want you to do something for me. Stop reading here. Wait for Uday to come home and then read the rest of my letter together.

When Uday comes in, wait till he's free and then take him to your bedroom and close the door. Have him sit on the bed with his legs over the edge. Then get him to lie down. Open his pants and reach in and take out his cock. If it is not hard yet, rub it a little in one hand and then you are sure to get a good stand (Don't tell him what you are going to do). Than kneel on the floor between his knees and bend and kiss his cockhead. Make it a long kiss, and then, while your lips are on his prick, move your mouth all over his cock. Then put your tongue out and give it some long licks to get it really glistening wet. Then take his hot hard fuckstick in your mouth and suck it. Let it go as deep into your mouth as possible and then pull your head back slowly so that it just slips out of your wet lips. Be careful not to let your teeth scratch him! Now, here comes the important part. Tilt his cock upwards so that you can see the underside. There, just below the head, in the middle, you will see something that looks like a vein or a small muscle. This is the most sensitive area of a man's cock. Flick the tip of your tongue across it, from side to side, slowly rubbing your hand up and down his prick at the same time. He will soon be groaning with pleasure. Alternate taking his cock in your mouth and moving it in and out, with this rubbing with your tongue, which is called the butterfly stroke. Within minutes, he should come. Catch as much of his thick white sperm as you can in your mouth and then swallow it. Don't worry --it is only protein! Then kiss his softening cock once more and say "That was a special present for you from Lalitha!"

This is only one of the many sex techniques and tricks I can teach you to really make your sex life flower. I have learnt these from a variety of sources, and don't worry none of them are difficult, all are very yummy and I have tried whatever I tell you. Some things, lots of times!

Now, you want to know more about me. Physically, my bust is 38. (What fun to know that we have the same bust size -- imagine rubbing our breasts together!). My overall dimensions are 38-26-39, which should give you an idea of my figure! Slightly 'well-rounded', but certainly not fat! I exercise quite regularly, so my muscle tone is nice -- also my breasts don't sag, despite their size (that is inherited -- the typical Punjabi body)!. I have a thick black bush at my crotch, which I trim from time to time, sometimes cutting the longest hairs away from my cunt. My cunt is warm (very wet right now)! And tight as I have learnt the technique of tightening my crotch muscles during fucking so as to give my partner a really good time.

I love wearing jewelry, especially during love-making. My favorite perfume is Joy, which I always dab on my wrists, behind my ears, in my cleavage and sometimes, just before a fuck, I brush a touch on my bush. I wear mainly salwar kameez, bright colors like red, blue and yellow that suit my skin color -- I normally wear sarees to look sexy, since I have some real dynamite blouses -- backless, low-cut, halter-necks, etc. I wear my sarees low on my hips ever since one of my lovers said he got an instant erection from just looking at my navel when I wore a saree.

Now, my love life. I'm no prude, but I'm real careful about my relationships. I have had five lovers since I lost my virginity in college -- at sixteen -- four men and one woman (which you know all about). I am not a complete lesbian -- like you, I'm really bisexual. Right now I have this broadminded relationship with this friend, who is an East-West pilot.

Rajesh is a good lover, and keeps me fairly satisfied, though I wish we could fuck more often. However, with all his flying and my business commitments, we sometimes aren't able to connect for a couple of weeks. He has a fat, dark cock, which is almost 9" at full stand (Do describe Uday's cock in more detail - I really want to know). It is really thick -- I have to stretch my lips wide when I take him in my mouth. Why, the first time I saw that thick fuckpole, I was almost unsure that my poor cunt would take it! Anyway, it did, and still does, mainly because he has a lovely tongue which he uses to great effect in my pussy, getting me dripping with juice. Then I also suck him a little, so that his cock is nicely wet and slides in deep and easy, like a hot knife in butter.

Have you tried 69? Because if you haven't, you really must! All you do is lie at opposite ends to each other, so that Uday's crotch is level with your mouth and vice versa. Then you suck him while he licks your cunt - it's a really great experience! Try it!

You wanted to know more about my fantasies and experiences. I would love to describe some of my best sex experiences to you and I will be doing so in the next few letters - things like how I lost my virginity. As to my fantasies. These days, darling, they are all about you and your sexy husband.

Incidentally, I must tell you that I would really like to fuck both of you at the same time. I am telling you this frankly as I feel you are a really broadminded and frank type of person and I don't think you will mind. And I am sure Uday won't mind fucking two sexy women at the same time. Though I hope we won't tire the poor darling out.

My favorite fantasy is of the three of us in bed together. Uday is lying back at the head of the bed, naked and holding his dick and softly stroking it while watching us undress each other. We take turns in helping each other out of various articles of clothing, often pausing to kiss, fondle and suck each other. Then we climb on the bed, one on either side of Uday. You reach out and take his prick in your soft hand.

Then you bend down and run the tip of your tongue down his stomach, through his bush to his cock and up to the tip. You kiss his cockhead and then part your lips and let it sink into your hot, wet mouth. Slowly you begin to move your head up and down, stroking and cupping his balls in one hand. Meanwhile, I reach up and pull his face down to mine. I press my lips to his, parting them so that I can stroke his wet tongue with mine. We kiss long and deep. Uday moves a hand down my body and cups a breast, rubbing the nipple with his fingers till it is hard and erect. He then puts his hand down to my cunt and massages the area with the flat of his hand

Then I slowly disengage from Uday and move down to join you. My open long hair now covers Uday's stomach. As you feel me next to you, you raise your head from Uday's groin and his fat prick, wet with your saliva and hard as steel bar slips from your lips with a soft 'plop' sound. We kiss, long and deep, while you continue to stroke Uday's prick with one hand so as to keep it stiff. Then we both begin to use our mouths on his dong - licking on opposite sides, kissing, etc. Soon we start taking turns to suck his prick. Occasionally one of us licks or sucks his balls.

Soon Uday is groaning in pleasure, throwing his head from side to side. He has a hand on each of our heads, fingers twisted in our long hair, pressing our faces deeper into his crotch. He cries out that he going to come. And he does. You happen to have his cock in your mouth at the time and you quickly release it, so that we can both press our lips to the tip and enjoy the spatters of thick white sperm as they shoot in spurts across our lips and cheeks.

As Uday sinks back, panting, I climb over him and lie over you. We lick each other's lips and faces, licking off the gobs of cum. You have a few drops spattered in your hair. Soon we are kissing again and then we move into a 69. You have your face buried in my crotch and your wet dripping cunt is positioned over my face. Our tongues go into each other's holes and find the sensitive little spots with skilled ease. Moaning, we try to push our faces deeper and lick more faster. Uday lies on his side, watching, one hand stroking a softened cock. It doesn't take long. Already excited with Uday's cum, we both come, almost together. We fall apart and lie on our backs, panting with the force of our orgasms.

Uday has seen enough to become quite excited. Climbing to his knees, he positions himself such that his semi-soft prick is dangling over my panting mouth. I open my eyes to his cock almost brushing my lips. So I open my mouth and suck in all of his semi-soft prick. His balls press against my chin. He reaches out to cup my breasts. Slowly, his cock erects, slipping out of my lips inch by inch as it gets steadily harder and harder. Suddenly he jerks it from my mouth with a sudden movement. and begins to move down the bed.

It is obvious to all of us what he wants next. So I stay on my back and simply raise my legs, parting them meanwhile and then bending them at the knee. I support each knee with my arms, holding them as far apart as possible. So my wet and ready cunt is exposed as much as possible.

Uday is kneeling in position. You move up to my side and bend over and give his cock a last suck, getting it as stiff and wet as possible. Then with one hand you spread the lips of my cunt while with the other hand you position his cockhead against my cunt lips. Uday is impatient and thrusts himself forward, sending his cock hard into me. I groan with the sudden thrust, but I am so wet it hardly matters. As his hips pound into mine, I automatically release my legs which open wide and then wind around his hips. I then spread my legs again and place a foot on either side of us so that I can also thrust, matching his movements. We fuck.

My hands stroke his shoulders urgently, and my nails leave white marks in the skin. We are both gasping and moaning in excitement. His hips plunge forward again and again, and his lovely fuckpole is sliding rapidly in and out of my oiled hole. You are sitting beside us, one hand on Uday's buttocks, urging him on, enjoying the feel of our excitement as we both move to a raging climax.

We come, crying out with joy. You lean forward and hold his balls in one hand as he pushes in his last thrust. You squeeze them gently, letting all the cum move up his cock. And I am moaning with excitement, feeling my cunt walls pulsating strongly around his thick hard rod and loving the delightful feeling as his cum spurts inside me, splashing against the walls of my pussy.

Uday falls away from me and his cock slips wetly out of my cunt. We are both lying there panting as you spread my thighs and kneel between them. Thick fluid, both Uday's and mine combined, leaks out of my sopping hole. Then you bend and place your mouth over my cunt. Your tongue is like a finger as it pushes into my cuntlips, licking up the cum fluid. You go on, licking all over my crotch, while inserting two fingers in my cunt and plunging them in and out. Soon I am coming again, strongly, and I wind my fingers in your hair and shove your face even deeper into my cunt.

Then you lean over Uday and the two of you go into this incredibly long and deep kiss, tongues exploring each other's mouths. He is obviously excited by the taste of the cum fluids in your mouth. Meanwhile, I lean over his crotch and kiss his wet and sticky prick, which is rather soft. I then take his cock into my mouth and begin to work my tongue over it, rubbing at his asshole with one finger as I do so. Soon you remove your mouth from Uday's and move up a little, till he is able to reach your breasts with his mouth. Uday takes your nipple into his mouth and sucks noisily at it. Soon he moves to the other, which he has been massaging all the while. Then back to the first. You are moaning softly and your nipples are hard little points. Uday's excitement increases and he is soon growing increasingly hard. In a while he is fairly stiff. Soon he slips out of my mouth, hard as a board.

You reach down and gently move my face to one side. Then you swing a leg over Uday's thighs and position your cunt just above his cock-tip, which is still wet with my saliva. I reach out and hold his prick in position while you spread your cunt with your fingers and lower yourself onto him. The hard rod pushes its way into you and I can see the soft flesh of your pussy curling inwards as it accepts more and more of the fuckpole it is so used to. You moan deep in your throat and throw your head back and cup your breasts with your hands.

Releasing your breasts, you now lean forward and support your body on your hands. You then begin to raise and lower your ass, pumping your cunt on his cock. Uday now reaches up and cups your breasts. You are moaning with happiness and desire. You are looking happily down at your husband while his cock is battering at your soft pussy walls - what more could any woman want! Uday is also groaning with pleasure, heaving his hips up to meet each of your thrusts. I lie beside the two of you, happy to watch and catch my breath.

Then Uday puts his hands on your shoulders and makes you stop,. He says he wants to change position. I suggest you try it from the back. With that, you climb off and lie over me, lip to lip, breasts rubbing on breasts and cunt pressed over cunt. While we kiss deeply, Uday moves into position over and behind you, spreading your legs.

With a grunt, he rams his cock up to the hilt in your cunt. You gasp and then moaning, press your lips to mine. Fucking hard, he thrusts rhythmically into you now, while you moan and pant with pleasure. The motion makes our bodies rub together and our erect nipples occasionally rub against each other causing us both to gasp with delight. We fuck.

The only sounds now are of our hoarse panting and the wet slap of flesh as his prick moves in and out of your hole. Suddenly you tense and then gasp that you are very close! Then... you are coming, arching your back in delight. While you are in your orgasm, Uday cries out and rams his cock in up to the hilt - he is cumming too! I hold your breasts and kiss your neck as you both shudder in the ecstasy of a perfect sexual climax.

We all collapse moaning and panting on the bed, side by side, entwined. Our bodies are wet with sweat and the various love fluids We kiss each other, deep and long.

Well, how did you like my fantasy? By now I have masturbated at least 3 times since I started writing this letter - I have been so excited! So tell me if you enjoyed reading it and what you two did after reading it together - then I can write you some more!!

Now I have three requests, which you must please do for me. First I want a photograph of the two of you, just so that I know what you look like while I am having these fantasies. Secondly, I want you to write me a nice long letter this time, with lots of sexy details. Like, all about Uday's prick - is it long or short, thick or thin, does he have a fat cockhead that rubs in your cunt when you fuck? Then about yourself - what is your figure? Describe your cunt, your breasts - do they have pink nipples or brown? And most important, tell me a long description of one of your real sexy encounters. Like Uday appears to have been your first fucker. So tell me what it was like - your 'first night', or at least the first time he put his rod inside you and tore aside your virginity. I really love reading about sexy encounters and nothing would make the letter more exciting for me than a complete detailed description. Also tell me which are your favorite fuck positions - on top, on the side, from the back, etc.

Lastly, please give Vandana a special kiss with your tongue deep in her mouth from me. She sounds like quite an exciting woman! You don't need to tell her about us, just tell me how she liked the kiss!!

Going to end here now. I have lots more to tell you, so I will be starting the next letter in a couple of days. Meanwhile fuck Uday well, enjoy yourself - and don't forget to suck him off for me!!

Lots of wet kisses,

Lalitha

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To Be Continued...

Letters to Purvi Ch. 02



The correspondence is between me and a lonely housewife in Calcutta, who has since become a very close friend.

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Darling Purvi,

I know you will have just received my earlier letter that I have mailed to you only a couple of days ago. But I have just had this most unusual sex encounter that was quite fun. As you are my only sexy pen-friend, please read all about it and then let me know what you think. In fact, please read it with Uday -- then when it gets you both excited, you can have a glorious fuck-session that I hope you will write all about to me at the earliest.

First of all, I must explain that I am not a regular reader of Bombayite. I generally pick up the magazine when I pass through the airport. It is a pleasant way to pass all the lonely nights in my hotel room wherever I am. The letter I wrote to you was one of the first I had ever written in answer to an advertisement. The very first letter I ever wrote was to an adv. about a year ago, which caught my eye because of its sincerity. So I wrote the man a long sexy letter and he replied in one at least as long. So we corresponded for all this time, writing about our fantasies, our past sex partners and our experiences with them and so on. Then about three weeks ago Sunil suggested that we get together in Bombay (as he was passing through) for one night -- no more. Then we could continue as pen-friends, having now had a deeper understanding of each other's needs. I thought about it for a while and decided to go ahead -- on two conditions. First, we would both be tested for AIDS and send the tests to each other. Second, I would always be in absolute control -- which meant that we would always do only what I wanted to do. He agreed, and so we met the night before last, in a coffee shop of one of Bombay's five-star hotels.

Sunil arrived almost five minutes after I had. He spotted me immediately -- it would have been hard not to. I had dressed carefully, knowing what turned him on. A tight, low-cut blouse that showed plenty of cleavage, a deep red chiffon silk sari that I wore low on my hips; no bra (but a lovely pair of crotchless lace panties); and loads of jewelry that included long dangling silver earrings and a cummer-patti that showed off my waist to advantage. I was glad to see all the effect had worked -- as he stood beside my table, Sunil's trousers showed a definite bulge!

We left quickly and went to his room in the same hotel. We were both very excited and I know that Sunil was actually breathing deeply in anticipation. Once we were inside the room, with the door locked, Sunil simply came up behind me and reached around to cup a breast in each hand. As he stroked my already erect nipples through the thin blouse material, all the while kissing my neck, I almost gave in. But then I broke away and sat in a chair. I reminded Sunil of his promise -- that I would be in total control. Also, I had asked him to be dressed in a particular fashion.

I must explain. Quite early in our correspondence, Sunil had sent me a photograph of his dressed only in a cute pair of red swim trunks. Now, I had asked that he wear the same or a similar pair.

Sunil grinned down at me and started stripping. I shut my eyes till I heard him call out. And there he was! Dressed only in those sexy red swim-trunks As he stood there smiling, his hands on his hips, I felt a sudden flush of warmth between my thighs as my cunt began to flow with warm juice. I looked at the unmistakable bulge in the crotch of his trunks and automatically ran my tongue over my lips.

Not trusting my voice, I waved him over. Then, placing one hand on a muscular thigh, I leaned forward and placed the flat of my other hand over the bulge, cupping it. I gasped, because it felt so hard, so large. Through the thin, stretched cloth, I could make out the outlines of a large thick tool. For a moment I enjoyed the feel of the heavy lump I held cupped in my palm, then I couldn't wait any longer and I leant forward and pressed my lips to the warm surface. I heard Sunil gasp and felt him move a little. Then he was pressing his hips forward, trying to push as hard as he could against my mouth. I then parted my lips and licked at the lump , also using my teeth to scrape over it. Sunil groaned out aloud and I decide not to tease the poor fellow any more. After all, we both wanted the same thing!

I hooked my fingers into the waistband of his trunks and slowly peeled them downward. First there was a mass of curly black pubic hair, then -- springing suddenly free, a lovely long prick, with two hairy balls swinging in their sack below! I moaned and bent and pressed my lips to the hot, throbbing head. Then, I began licking all over his cock and balls, looking over my new lover's equipment for the first time.

Sunil is rather fair and his prick is almost milk-white in colour. Unlike my darling Rajesh, who has this very fat, long and dark tool, Sunil has a long thin cock. When at full stand, like now, it is a good 9" long. But its most interesting part (especially when it's up inside you) is the cockhead which is a thick knob, dark and purplish with hot blood when the tool is at full hardness.

I spent quite a while sucking Sunil's cock, especially the cockhead. I had never been fucked by such a dong and the shape really interested me. I began the 'butterfly stroke' (did you try it on Uday? Hope so!)on his tool. Then Sunil groaned out again and threw his head back. I could feel his body tremble and knew he was very near to cuming.

We were both so excited by now that we could have easily cum within moments. But I was keen on having his first load of cream in my cunt, because there is nothing as powerful as the first jets of a man's cum as it floods your hole and then leaks out. So I simply stood up and put my arms around him, thrusting my hips against him. "Fuck me!" I pleaded.

Sunil needed no further prompting. He ground his lips onto mine and parted them, immediately thrusting his wet muscular tongue into my mouth to stroke my own tongue. At the same time, he swung me around and pushed backwards, so that we toppled together onto the bed. Though I was fully dressed, that didn't stop him. He reached down and simply pulled my saree up around my waist till my sopping wet cunt was exposed. Luckily I was wearing my favorite pair of crotchless lace panties.

I spread my legs automatically and he moved his hips into position. Panting hoarsely, I reached down and found his throbbing prick. Almost sobbing with my desire, I pointed it into my pussy. Then holding his cock in my fingers, I moved that heavy purple cockhead past the flaps at the entrance to my cunt, till I could feel it nestle just inside. "Yes, darling! Now ..." I moaned into his ear.

Despite his need, Sunil wasn't rough. Thrusting forward smoothly, his prick sank into me in one smooth motion till the hilt -- I suddenly felt his balls press against me and knew he was all the way in. I dug the pointed high heels of my shoes into the mattress as I thrust almost reflexively up at him, wanting even more.

Oh, it was a lovely fuck, even though a very quick one. Each time Sunil plunged that tool back into my hole, that unusual large cockhead, feeling almost like a fist, would move inside me, pushing at the walls of my cunt. I arched my head back, gasping for air, my hair spread all over the pillows. Sunil held my breasts through the blouse and sucked at one nipple through the cloth (Luckily, I wasn't wearing a bra!). We were both moaning and panting.

Then I knew I was cuming! "Come now, darling! Come with me!" I managed to scream as I dug my nails into his back. Sunil frantically pumped again and then, with a cry, plunged his shaft to the end in my cunt. I was rigid with the force of my orgasm, head thrown back, not moving at all, when I felt the first gob of thick cream spurt inside me. I looked up to see Sunil's head also thrown back, his teeth clenched and the veins in his neck all standing out. And suddenly, as thick spurt after spurt of Sunil's cum went hosing deep into me, I found myself cuming again!

We stayed locked together for a few minutes, slowly coming out of it. "That was some fantastic come!" Sunil gasped against my shoulder. "You're easily the best fuck I've ever had!" Then he rolled off, and his now semi-soft prick slipped easily out of me, though I immediately began to leak a flood of our combined cum juices.

We lay there for a while, panting and trying to slowly regain our breath. I moved till my head lay against his shoulder and we lay together for a while. Then Sunil lit a cigarette and I slowly got off the bed. My clothes were in a mess. I removed my crumpled saree and skirt and peeled off the blouse, which was sticking wetly to my nipples where Sunil had tongued them through the cloth. I left all my jewelry on, even the cummer-patti (Men find it very sexy when the woman is wearing lots of jewelery -- especially if it isn't uncomfortable!). My thighs were wet with the juice that flowed from my hole, so I went into the bathroom for a moment and wiped off most of it with a towel. Then I redid my make-up and combed and brushed my hair.

When I came out, Sunil was kneeling in front of the TV. He must have heard the tinkle of my jewelry, because he now turned and grinned up at me and said he had arranged a special surprise. I was delighted when I saw what it was. He had hired a VCR that he had now hooked up to out TV. He had also brought along some of his favorite blue films, the first of which he now started to play.

On screen, a gorgeous blond woman pumped her head up and down over a giant dick. Her lips were stretched wide and she had her hair held back in one hand so that the camera could get a clear angle. The cock's man, a muscular black stud, was leaning against a table, his head thrown back in ecstasy. The sound of sucking filled the room, filling me with a fresh wave of excitement.

Sunil was now sitting on the edge of the bed. I went to my knees before him, bent my head and took his thickening tool in my lips. I moved my head down, mouth wide open, till I had stuffed all of his dick in my mouth. Sunil grunted with pleasure and moved sideways on the bed till I could also see the screen from my position. As his tool began to thicken, it slipped out my lips, an inch at a time. And once his dong was able to stand, I it held in one hand, cupping and stroking his balls in the other, while I bobbed my head up and down, his thick cock moving rhythmically in and out of my mouth, in time with the sucking on the screen.

Oh, Purvi darling, it was so exciting! You must try this -- fucking and sucking with Uday while watching a blue film! As I sucked Sunil's dong, we could hear the amplified wet sounds of the other couple, and the other man's groans were matched by Sunil's soft moans of pleasure.

Suddenly Sunil pushed at my head until I let go of his dick. Then, he pulled me onto the bed. Looking at the screen, I could see the other couple move into a fucking position -- a new one for me, but I lay in the same position, on my side, with one leg extended and the other lifted to give Sunil clear access to my hole. On the screen, the blonde's face tensed and then she moaned as her partner thrust into her cunt. Almost immediately, I felt the now familiar thickness of Sunil's dick head push into my cunt. He then matched the black thrust for thrust. And so we fucked. The soft wet sounds of Sunil's cock in my pussy combined with the rhythmic moans of the blonde as her black stud rammed her well.

Then, they changed positions and so did we. Now it was the dog position and Sunil leant forward over my back as he thrust his dick deep and cupped and fondled my breasts as they swung below me, back and forth as each of his thrusts shook my body. I looked to the side and saw us reflected in the large mirror on the wall-- I bent forward, supporting myself on a chair, legs spread wide and Sunil tight behind me, his hips pistoning in time, his hands full of my breasts. In the screen, the camera moved into a close-up of the woman's face, showing her excitement, as she moaned softly and thrust her hips back at her lover.

Then, on screen, the black cursed and cried out "I'm coming!" The blonde immediately disengaged and turned, going to her knees before him. She took up the same fucking beat, using her hand on his cock, while she knelt before him with parted lips. And he came. A thick spurt of cum flowed out his cock and onto her lips and nose while she flicked her tongue all over the tip.

It was probably the sight of the other man cuming, because while he was still leaking cum Sunil choked out a sound and inside me I felt his cockhead buck. His hands squeezed my breasts and I quickly stood, feeling suddenly empty. I too knelt before him in the same position and pumped up and down with one hand.

Sunil groaned out and caught hold of my head, trying to hold it steady so that he could thrust his tool deep inside. Then thick gobs of creamy white shot out of his tool--over my tongue, splashing on my cheeks. I held his cock slightly away from my face, so that I could get the creamy jet right on my tongue. I gulped and swallowed quickly, enjoying the warm thick taste of his sperm. Plenty of it was spattered on my cheeks, there was a large drop on my forehead and quite some had escaped my lips and gone over my chin.

As Sunil sank back onto the bed, panting, I visited the bathroom again to wipe my face and touch up my make-up and hair (I realised that Sunil must really have come hard--there were at least two big gobs of spunk in my hair), then came out and cuddled up in bed with Sunil. We lay and watched the TV as various other couples fucked in twos and threes, once even a foursome.

Though Sunil was relaxed and happy, I was still horny as I had been very close to my climax but had not come. So I got him to roll over on his back and devoted all my attention to his prick. I used all my skill and every trick I knew, licking all over his cock and hairy balls, running my hands all over his body. Probably as a result of all the attention I was giving his equipment combined with all the hot action he was watching, in about ten minutes Sunil's rod began to thicken and lift till it was standing at a very respectable hardness. Not as hard as it had been the first time, but still solid enough to make any woman happy.

I glanced at the screen. The blonde woman was now astride another man and his thick prick was buried deep in her cunt. As she moved up and down, she leaned forward to another dark haired woman who was sitting with her pussy above the man's mouth. His tongue flickered busily, licking at the dark one's cunt. The two women kissed deeply and fondled each other's breasts. This gave me an idea and I now sat up and threw a leg across Sunil's thighs. Then, holding his cock in position, I lowered my cunt and sent his rod sinking deep into my already wet and hungry hole. I moaned in pleasure and began to move smoothly up and down. Up and down. Ohhh, the feeling was delightful!

Soon the threesome in the film changed position and the man moved the dark-haired woman into a dog position and began his thrusts. Beneath her, the blonde slid into place and began to play her tongue over the dark one's oozing cunt, occasionally licking at the man's cock. Sunil however was content to lie back and leave all the work (If you could call this work) to me. So we fucked and I soon lost myself in the rhythm, concentrating only on the delightful feelings in my cunt.

Sunil now began to groan softly with each of my thrusts. This may have been because I was now squeezing his cock repeatedly with my cunt muscles, making both our enjoyments even greater. Then, suddenly, he sat up, holding my shoulders and pushed forward gently till I was now on my back with him on top. Delighted, I drew my legs up and bent them, holding them apart with my hands. This completely exposed my drooling wet cunt to his prick, which he promptly plunged in one blinding thrust, right up to the hilt. Luckily I was really wet and the earlier fucking had loosened my pussy a little, so that his movement was not as painful as it would otherwise have been. Now his fucking was hard and fast. I threw my head back in pleasure and almost cried out as I felt my orgasm building up

I came. And threw my head back and screamed. And then Sunil thrust himself convulsively into me and I wrapped my arms around him digging my heels into his ass, pushing us closer together as I felt his come begin to spurt again deep inside my body.

It was quite a night. We spent most of the rest of the time sleeping, exhausted by our strenuous joining. And in the morning before we left for the airport (Sunil had to catch the early flight)we had a last quickie, fully clothed and standing near the room door. Oh. it was quite an experience!

I was so excited by this lovely encounter that I wanted to tell you all the details as soon as possible. And I'm going to take another print of this letter for Rajesh and show it to him--it's certain to get him so excited that he'll fuck me like never before!

So do write to me soon, darling. Tell me all that you think of my encounter with Sunil Do let me know what Uday thinks of it all. Now I really must end here so that I can go and change my panties, as they are soaked through!

Lots of wet kisses,

Lalitha

To Be Continued...



Letters to Purvi Ch. 03



The correspondence is between me and a lonely housewife in Calcutta, who has since become a very close friend.

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My darling Purvi ,

I'm sorry I haven't written for such a long while, but business has been keeping me on my toes and I have had to give all my spare time to Rajesh. I showed him a printout of my last letter to you, and it really got him excited, as I had expected. I had wondered whether it would make him in any way jealous, but the idea of another man's cock in my cunt, another man lying on me, another prick in my lips, has really got him going and he's been all over me like a college stud.

We've been fucking almost every day he's in town -- and all over the place! In my car, in his car, in the theater (where I had to suck him off twice in one show!) and even in a corner of the Borivli National Park where we had gone for a picnic and where we were surprised by two village women gathering wood (We really embarrassed them -- I don't think they had ever seen a cock being sucked before!). I think the general idea of sharing me is sexy to him and every time he gets one of those mental images of me fucking with Sunil, he wants to join in, so he tries to do it as soon as he can. Why, he's even been dropping hints about inviting Sunil down again and making a threesome of it! I'll have to think about that -- while the thought of having two stiff dicks to play with at the same time is quite exciting --think of it - one in your cunthole and one in your mouth, filled nicely at both ends -- but I sometimes wonder whether it might not put too much pressure on me!

So I've asked him to give me more time to think. But enough of me for the moment -- what about you? That lovely husband of yours must be keeping your hole well oiled and filled with spunk -- do kiss and suck his prick once -specially- for me! Fuck him well and wait until he's come two or three times -- then take his dick in your lips and use the 'butterfly' trick on him -- with a little practice and some time, you should be able to get a decent stand any time you like! And believe me, once a man can feel his hard prick in your hand, it doesn't matter how tired or fucked out he says he is -- he's sure to climb on top and give you a great poking just to get his cum out!

And here's another idea for you -- wear a rough silk kurta with no bra and just enjoy the feeling as you move about the house. The movement of your body as you go about your household tasks will make the slightly rough material rub constantly across your sensitive nipples. It's a delightful feeling, and soon your sensitive nipples will be hard and erect. Then when Uday comes home, go and embrace him and push your tongue in his mouth while moving his hand up to your breast. The feel of that hard little tip will be very exciting for him and he is sure to fuck you almost immediately -- and he will probably want to suck at those little points while he is ramming his cock in you -- as they will be extra sensitive, the pleasure for you is certain to be mind-blowing!

Incidentally, it would be a good idea to buy a few of those large ribbed decorative candles you can get at any gift store. Buy a nice thick one with a fairly long base ( the candle must be at least 9"-10" long). Then trim the wick off close and you can keep it anywhere around the house where it will look like just another show-piece. But it also functions great as a duplicate prick! Now, Uday, don't be upset! I'm not suggesting this because I feel you aren't satisfying my Purvi! It's just that it will be a lovely release on lonely afternoons when you are away at work or if you are out of town -- I use it a lot when Rajesh is on his long flights! Also you can use it on Purvi if that excites you. But a really good use is when you are coming home really horny for a fast fuck and you want Purvi to be ready.

Well, women like to be well greased up before you plunge your dick in, otherwise it can hurt! What Rajesh and I do in such situations is that he calls me from the airport as soon as he lands and we fix a time and place. Then I go to the place (normally a nearby hotel) and lie on the bed, pushing my sari up ,to my waist. I insert the candle very slowly into my cunt ( it helps if I oil it with Nivea cream or Vaseline) and fuck myself quickly, using a fast in and out motion along with a rapid rubbing of my clitoris with two fingers of my other hand. I cum nicely in about five minutes, and have just enough time to arrange my clothes and check my make-up and hair before Rajesh is in the room and pushing me down to the bed again.

He is normally so horny that he prefers to take the edge off by a quick screw with our clothes on and then have a nice leisurely shower and several more fucks and sucks later. Due to my masturbation I am soft and open and wet, so that it doesn't hurt at all when he rams his bursting cock into me. Also, since I have already had one orgasm, my need is not so great and I can concentrate entirely on his urgency and use all my efforts to give him as much pleasure as I can possibly manage. All in all, a great way to start a evening of love. Try it -- you can always burn the candle if you don't like the sensation!

Please write and tell me of all the ways and positions you use to fuck with Uday. It will be really exciting to know.

Anyway I would like to tell you in detail all about a very memorable and sexy encounter I had - quite a few years ago -- in fact, my very first. Yes, Purvi darling, it was the first time I saw and touched a proud male cock and then allowed that cock into my cunt, letting it tear aside that little skin of my virginity. So if Uday is with you, please lie down together and stroke his cock -- if you are alone, then lie in bed and put a couple of fingers in your cunt. This is a really sexy story -- in fact, I will probably have to masturbate a couple of times before I’m finished with this -- the memory is really a very exciting one!

I was in college at the time. As my parents were not in Bombay during those years, I was living with my great-aunt, my grandmother’s sister. She was a widow, with all her children abroad, so she was delighted with the company. She didn’t interfere much in my life - as long as I got good marks and didn’t cause any scandals or gossip, she was too immersed in her ‘pooja-paat’ to worry about me. Over the months, I had gone out with about 4-5 guys in my class, but lately I had been almost exclusively going out with one guy - Rohinton, the captain of the junior college basketball team. Ronny was very fair and handsome, with thick curly dark hair and a hard, muscular body. We’d been going out about once a week (except at exam time!) for almost six months. We’d done some kissing, even with open mouths, using our tongues, but no more. Once, in a theater, Ronny had put a hand on my breast, but I had pushed it away and neither of us had mentioned it again.

Well, now it was my 18th birthday. And about a week before, I knew what I wanted for a present -- to lose my virginity on the day I officially became an adult! This decision may have been brought about by the fact that I was thinking of Ronny almost every night and had lately begun to finger myself a little for some relief, every night. Also, I had noticed another girl Amita, from my class, who had begun to make a big play for Ronny - by ‘accidentally’ rubbing her breasts or buttocks against him. And she would definitely give him all the ass he could handle - I had heard her boast about her past exploits in the girl’s locker room, where she had also once given a pretty good demonstration on the art of sucking cock - using a banana! So I knew that I had to get my hands on that prick of Ronny’s before I was beaten to it!!

So Ronny asked me what I would like to do for my birthday. Having made my plans, I told him to book tickets for the late show at the Drive-in theater and also to make sure that we could borrow his father’s car (luckily for what I had in mind, it was an Ambassador - these days these Marutis are really small!!). I was pretty sure we would find it almost impossible to get a hotel room and we had literally no other place we could use, so I thought the car offered the best alternative - especially after the stories I had read about making it in the back seat at the drive-ins in the States. Meanwhile I carefully chose what I was going to wear - it had to be a sari, as that would be easiest to take off and on in the cramped space of the car!

When Ronny came to pick me up that night, my great-aunt was already asleep. I had spent most of the evening getting ready and the effort was really worth it as I saw Ronny’s eyes light up and heard his breath quicken. I had chosen a scarlet red silk chiffon that really clung to my figure - draped as low on my hips as I could manage without it actually falling off! I had stitched a new blouse, which was sleeveless and cut low in front and back showing off my cleavage to advantage - even though my breasts were not the size they are today, they were quite large for a girl of my age and they were as firm as mangoes. My hair was open, down my back.

Ronny held me softly and kissed me after wishing me. I could feel his arms trembling slightly and his kiss was very soft, almost as if he was scared of letting himself really go. Soon we were in the car and at the Drive-in. As the film started, I moved closer and cuddled up to him while he put one arm around my shoulders.

The film was one of those Hindi formula films -I don’t even remember the name. Barely ten minutes into the film, Ronny leaned into me and I lifted up my face, lips parted. He crushed his lips down on mine and I opened my mouth wider, thrusting my tongue into his mouth. Our tongues rubbed and our lips grew wet as we kissed long and deep. His arm was around my shoulders and the other hand was cupping my cheek as we kissed. I knew he was too much of a gentleman to go further without encouragement, so the first move was up to me.

Thrusting my tongue as deep as it would go, I put a hand on his knee and then moved it up his thigh. Then, with a soft moan, I placed it right on his bulging groin and squeezed! Ronny gasped and broke the kiss. Moving a few inches away, he looked deep into my eyes. I simply smiled and pulled his head down to mine and fastened his lips to mine.

Almost immediately, his hands were on my breasts - cupping and massaging them. I pressed the hard lump in his crotch again - he moaned into my mouth, much louder this time. Then I felt his trembling fingers at the front of my choli, unfastening the hooks. As I felt the cloth come loose, I reached behind and undid the snap of my bra. My breasts pushed free and Ronny broke our kiss to look down admiringly at them. His fingers teased and pulled at the nipples, which were soon aching with my desire. He then bent down and took one into his mouth and sucked. Now it was my turn to moan aloud, holding his head to my bosom - it felt so incredibly good! Soon he moved to the other breast continuing to stroke the first. I could feel a definite warmth in my groin and I was almost sure I could feel some juice wetting my thighs. So I bent down and whispered that I wanted to see his cock.

Ronny sat up and quickly undid his belt and the top button of his jeans. He then took his hand away and I understood that he wanted me to do the rest. So I leaned forward and slid his zip down, forcing it over the bulge in the center. A large mass, encased in the white fabric of his underwear, pushed out of his fly. So I pushed his jeans open and found the waistband of his underwear and pulled downwards with one firm pull. And there it was - rearing up, hard and throbbing, my very first prick!

Ronny’s cock was long and hard, rock-hard. I placed both my hands around the massiveness of his dick and began to gently stroke it. Up and down his shaft I went, using both my hands. Each time I reached the sensitive tip of his cock I’d gently rub my fingers across the bulging head and over the hole. Then down the shaft I’d go again, up and down, up and down, caressing his meat with my hands. I massaged his balls with one hand squeezing gently, while my other hand kept pumping his shaft. My pussy was by now very wet and I could hear myself panting with need, but there was one more thing I wanted to do with that tool before I let it ram through my virgin hole.

I bent and kissed the tip. It was my first taste of cock and I loved everything about it, the feel, the taste, the smell and most of all, the feeling of power. Ronny was completely under my spell, unable to do anything but sit there and groan while I mouthed his manhood. I wrapped my fingers tightly around his pulsating pole and licked the head like you would an ice cream cone, desperately trying to remember how Amita had moved her tongue around that banana back in college. Some liquid oozed from the tip and I lapped up every sweet drop while my stud sat there with his head thrown back in delight, shaking all over.

Though I was doing this for the first time, I knew enough to stop before Ronny shot his sperm into my mouth. That could come later - I had a virgin pussy that I wanted torn open and I didn’t want him to come before that!

So I sat up and we kissed some more, his hands on my breasts and mine stroking his throbbing rod. Then, just in case he still had any doubts, I whispered that I wanted him to fuck me. For a couple of minutes, we squirmed around, trying to get into position , but the steering wheel kept getting in the way. So Ronny climbed over into the back and then helped me to join him.

I lay on my back in the back seat. I was nude from the waist up, having discarded both bra and choli in the earlier struggle. Now I thrust down with my feet and lifted my ass, meanwhile pulling my sari up about my waist. Ronny leaned forward, panting and I felt his hands on my panties, pulling them down my legs. They caught for a minute on the tip of one high heel, but then Ronny was back between my spread thighs, peering down at whatever he could see in the dim flickering light from the screen.

Now he pushed one finger into my hole and tried to push in a second. Being a virgin, I was awfully tight, so he really had to struggle. But I knew I was ready. Moaning softly, I reached up and pulled at his shoulders, trying to force him to climb onto me. I begged him to replace his fingers with that long hard pole sticking out of his groin.

He grinned and leaned down so that just the hot head touched my burning slit. The lips of my pussy parted softly and wetly before his cock as he dragged carefully up and down my slit, trying to wet the tip properly with the hot liquid oozing out of my slit..

Finally, in desperation, I grabbed his shoulders and pulled his body on top of mine. The force of his weight as he fell drove his dick straight through my virgin barrier. I pressed my mouth into his shoulder, desperately muffling my scream of pain as his hard tool tore its way through my virginity.

Ronny moved slowly at first, moving his dick carefully in and out of my tight tunnel. I guess my scream of pain had scared him, because he was barely moving, just holding that thick rod in my hole. Slowly, I relaxed and began to enjoy the sensation.

Ronny pumped slowly. It felt incredible. I felt his penis sliding in and out of me and my cunt began to ache with pleasure. My whole body grew warmer. I wrapped my legs across his back, crossing my ankles, and that pushed him even deeper. He was into me as far as he could get, and I could even feel his balls press up against my ass crack every time he went in to the hilt. He was squeezing my breasts, twisting my nipples. Oh, the sensation was driving me real crazy!

Now we went at it faster and faster. I thrust my cunt ,up at him as he shoved down and the rhythm took us over. We were both seconds away, a great orgasm building up inside. Ronny groaned out that he couldn’t hold out any longer. Then he thrust one last deep time - and I came! It was like a bomb going off inside me. I stiffened and arched my body up at him, and felt my orgasm sweep over me. Waves of pleasure swelled over me until I felt faint. Then Ronny buried his face in my neck and cried out that he was coming.

Deep in my belly, his cock-head spat forth spurt after spurt of thick cream. Thick, hot wads of hot semen pumped from his fleshy tube into my hole. And the sensation drove me so wild that my orgasm was prolonged on and on. We were both gasping and bucking, our bodies jerking uncontrollably as the pleasure rocked us.

Slowly we settled. We lay together, panting, our arms around each other. Finally Ronny sighed and sat up pulling me up to a sitting position beside him. It took us a while to catch our breath. Then we slowly began to dress. It was more difficult for me as I was not as expert at tying a sari as I am now - and my sari was a crumpled mess. Finally, we found my bra and choli under the front seat and then, as it was the interval, Ronny climbed back into the front seat and drove out till he reached a temporarily deserted by-lane where I could climb out and re-drape my sari. We then stopped off at a hotel where I visited the ladies and redid my make-up properly and brushed my hair. I didn’t attempt to mop up the liquid drooling from my cunt as there was far too much of it - by the time I got back home, my thighs were completely smeared with a mixture of our combined juices and blood from my torn hymen. I remember I was sore for a day afterwards!

I fucked Ronny plenty of times after that and we experimented with a lot of positions and techniques. But nothing ever felt like that incredible first fuck - I guess nothing can ever match first time lust! Maybe that is good because I’m not sure my heart could stand it.

Ronny joined the forces after college and is now posted abroad. I met him once last year at a friend’s wedding reception - I almost suggested we meet at a later date, but he had his wife with him - a really sexy looking Parsi girl - and I’m sure she’s giving him all the pussy he can handle!

Well, I hoped you enjoyed my account of how I became a woman. Why don’t you tell me how you first got fucked? Was it Uday? Tell me all the details, Purvi darling, I’m dying to know! I’d love to have a long descriptive letter from you which I can read and get hot with so that I can masturbate or use my candle or have Rajesh fuck me while I read.

Write very, very soon!!

Lots of hot kisses,

Lalitha

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To Be Continued...



Letters to Purvi Ch. 04



The correspondence is between me and a lonely housewife in Calcutta, who has since become a very close friend.

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My precious Purvi ,

Just back from my annual marketing trip abroad. Which is why I haven’t been able to write for such a while. Had an absolutely fabulous sexy weekend while in Europe, which I will write about in my next letter. Right now, I'm dying to share this account of this wonderful fuck session I had just before I left.

Remember Rajesh, my steady boyfriend with the fat, thick and dark cock who keeps my cunt well filled and wet? Well, Rajesh had been away for a month in August, making a long overdue visit to his relatives in the South. I was, of course, missing him terribly after less than a week, and not least because I was missing my regular weekly fuck session. So after four weeks of this, you can imagine the state I was in when Rajesh finally called.

After I had fired him for ignoring me all these weeks (it felt like a year!), he apologized profusely and said that he had been real busy running from one relatives’ house to another. Also he had to wait till he found a house where he was close enough to the family to ask whether he could make an expensive long-distance call. Then he said something unusual. He said that he had felt for some time now that our relationship had gotten somewhat routine (not boring) and he wondered if I would be interested in some changes -- and if I agreed, our relationship would enter a new phase. Very curious, I questioned and pressed him to tell me more. But he insisted that I should either agree to trust him or alternatively, we could go back to our original relationship, such as it was. He kept saying that I should not feel pressured in any way. After a very quick think, I called him saying that I was game -- however, he still wouldn’t tell me a thing. He then went on to tell me that he would be returning a week later, but couldn’t tell me exactly when. He just asked me to come to his flat on the following Saturday night -- wearing something nice and sexy!!

You can bet I was there bright and early! I wore one of my favorite saris, a clingy soft silk chiffon that draped itself over my hips and breasts like a soft outer skin. Also some of Rajesh’s favourite jewelery on my ears and deck -- long dangling stuff!!

Rajesh opened the door and grinned happily on seeing me. He was simply dressed in a dressing gown -- I thought at the time that he was in the middle of changing his clothes. As soon as he closed the door, I went gladly into his arms and we kissed long and hungrily. It was nice to feel how he had been missing me -- especially when I moved my legs against his crotch and felt the thickening warmth of his rapidly hardening cock. My tongue in his mouth, I moaned softly at the well remembered feeling -- oh, I wanted him so badly, after all this time. I believe I would have fucked him then and there, but he gently disengaged himself, saying "Come on inside, darling. There’s someone I want you to meet."

I followed him into his living room, where I got a surprise. Sitting there was a young woman, dressed in a pretty pink negligee and watching TV. She got up, smiling. As I looked at Rajesh, confused, he grinned and said "This is Mona, my cousin. She’s staying with me for a while." Mona smiled at me and said " I’m so glad to finally meet you -- Rajesh has been telling me so much about you!"

Quite mystified, I turned and looked at Rajesh, but he was busy pouring me a drink. As he handed me a glass, he said "Mona and I were just about to watch a new film I picked up the other day. Please join us?" Still confused, I joined them on the couch. Rajesh sat between the two of us, his arms outstretched along the back of the sofa.

The film was called "Confessions of a Plumber". It started pretty innocently, with this plumber going into a house where the housewife asks him to fix the flush tank in her bathroom. He rapidly sets it right and she is so grateful for his prompt service that she invites him to have a drink. And while he sips at his drink, she suddenly kneels before him, unzips his fly and starts licking his prick. Then of course, they fuck.

I realized fairly early, that this was a porno film. But decided that I wasn’t going to be the one to say anything, so I kept my eyes on the screen. It was only when the camera moved in to show a close-up of the plumber’s hard dick moving in and out of the blonde housewife’s mouth, that I peeked a look at the others. And boy, was I surprised.

Rajesh was still leaning back, watching the film with evident enjoyment. His arms had by now slipped down from the back of the sofa to our shoulders. But Mona really startled me. She had half turned to Rajesh. Though still watching the film, her hands were now inside his dressing gown, at his crotch, moving busily. There was little doubt what she was doing, and even as I watched, she pulled apart the gown with one hand and Rajesh’s thick dark tool sprang into view. One of her fists was curled tightly around it and I could see the head pulsate with dark blood and the drops of pre-cum leaking from the eye even as she stroked firmly at the warm meat.

I gasped. And Rajesh turned his head and smiled, saying "She also sucks cock so well -- almost as good as you!!" Mona, who was looking down at his thick cock, looked up at this and smiled at me.

Then tucking her hair behind her ear with a quick businesslike movement, she bent her head, her eyes still on mine, and flicked her tongue across the cum slit at the very tip of his dark cock. A thin string of pre-cum stuck to her tongue tip and hung glistening between her lip and the cock head. Rajesh, watching, moaned throatily.

As I watched, fascinated (I had seen a lot of blue films and sex photographs before this, but never actually seen anyone make out in front of me), she bent even further down and commenced moving her tongue all over the sensitive underside of his cock. Her head was tilted to one side, almost as if to give us a better look and her long dark hair, which was open , was lying in a thick pool across Rajesh’s thighs.

Rajesh was now breathing in deep hard breaths -- a sure sign that he was quite excited. He used the arm he had draped over my shoulder to pull me even closer to his side -- then his fingers moved lower. Even as his hand brushed the side of my breast, I was suddenly aware that my nipples were now hard little points --- I could feel a warm wetness in my crotch -- my cheeks were warm -- I was getting really turned on!!

Then with a little cry, Mona widened her lips and sank her mouth around the rounded head of Rajesh’s prick. Her head went lower and lower -- she seemed to be taking an incredible amount of the hard cock-meat into her mouth before she raised her head again and let it slowly slip out -- dark, and wet. Rajesh moaned again and pulled me to him. He faced no resistance -- I was a more than willing participant now.

We kissed long and deep again. His hands were on my breasts through my blouse -- cupping, squeezing, massaging roughly. It was my turn to moan, lost in passion. I ran my hands over his muscular chest, enjoying the feel of his chest hair. There was a warm wetness between my thighs, and I could feel it squish every time I moved my legs.

Suddenly Rajesh broke off our kiss, and leaned back, breathing hard. As I watched, panting too, he then took Mona gently by her hair and lifted her bobbing head from his groin. I looked on, enviously, as her lips reluctantly let go of the hard meat with a soft wet ‘plop’. Then smiling at both of us, he said " If we’re going to do this lets do it properly. Why don’t you lovely beauties undress each other?"

Mona and I looked at each other. She slowly lifted herself off the couch, even as I rose myself. And looking deep into her eyes, I leaned forward and pressed my lips to hers. Almost immediately, I felt the soft fullness of her lips part and her tongue pressed forward, slipping easily into my mouth. We kissed long and hard, our tongues coiling around each other. I could taste Rajesh’s cock in her mouth, and that really got me excited.

Meanwhile, Mona had her hands on my breast, my waist, everywhere. I felt the buttons of my blouse being skillfully and easily unsnapped. And then her hands went behind me and I felt an instant release as she unclasped my bra. We broke the kiss and Mona stepped back, admiring my boobs. "My goodness, you’re so beautiful", she murmured, pulling at the string bow of her negligee. It swung open, loose around the throat. Then her hands were pulling at the knot of my sari, and as it loosened and fell about my feet, she was already reaching for the waistband of my petticoat. Equally eager, I pulled open the collar of her loosened negligee, and it fell off her shoulders, revealing a pair of superb breasts, each crowned with a pointed reddened nipple.

As her negligee fell to the floor, I gently pushed Mona back till she was sitting on the couch. I was down to my panties by now, but I ignored my own building desire -- I wanted to see Rajesh sink his cock into her! "I think he wants me to get you hot for him, darling," I said, smiling at Mona as I knelt between her legs, placing a hand over her luxuriant black bush.

She giggled. "I’m already so horny, I’ll probably cum straight off. I’ve been thinking about doing it with you and Rajesh for the last two weeks."

I laid her back on the couch and raised her knees, exposing her sweet little bottom, and began to use my tongue on her. It was the second time in my life I had tasted a woman -- she tasted wonderfully sweet and it excited me incredibly, knowing that my lover was watching me eat out another woman’s cunt.

I felt movement beside me and glanced up to see Rajesh standing there, naked, his wonderfully hard prick sticking straight out from his loins.

I spread her cunt lips wide with my fingers. " Look at Mona’s pussy, darling. See how pink and wet the inside is."

"Ummm," he said, bending over and gazing at it. " Lick it darling, Lick that pink little slit. Stick your tongue way in there. Lick it all over."

Mona moaned and bounced around. Her pussy lips were all swollen with passion, and I licked them lovingly.

"You look so deliciously naughty, Mona," Rajesh said, placing a hand on her breast. Though your titties aren’t as big as Lalitha’s." He took a nipple in his mouth and sucked it "Just as yummily sweet, though." he rasped, his dick as hard as a spike.

"Oh! Oh! Oh please, let me suck your cock!" Mona cried, wrapping her fingers around it and drawing Rajesh forward. I watched, panting with my own desire, as she sucked my lover’s big tool. Meanwhile I worked her pulsating clitoris with one finger and shoved the other three up her wide-open pussy.

Suddenly Mona’s pussy started throbbing and snapping around my fingers. She took her mouth off Rajesh’s prick and screamed. Her cunt gushed. I looked up and said "Fuck her now, Rajesh! Do it now, she’s really hot for it now!!" I could feel my own juices flowing freely down my thigh. If another prick had been available, I would have been impaled upon it in a second. But not Rajesh. I wanted him to fuck Mona first.

Quickly, Rajesh moved between her quivering splayed legs, as I moved out of the way. I grabbed his jerking cock and guided it into her hole. He shoved, hard. His prick slid easily into Mona’s climaxing cunt.

" Oooh, fuck me," she cried out. "Ram it in and out!"

Rajesh was so aroused by this time that he could only manage four or five plunges. The he pulled his dick out of Mona. He cried out, arching his back and I watched, almost blind with lust as he fired balls of cum onto the lips of her cunt. And then he lunged forward again, driving his still exploding prick deep into Mona’s body -- still pumping like a fiend.

I moaned in passionate heat as I watched her little hole kissing his hardness tightly as it plunged and withdrew. I could see her wetness shining on his dark prick. and while they gasped and jerked in climax, I stood beside them and rolled my ass, rubbing desperately at my own clitoris.

The shudders of ecstasy began in my head and ran down to my toes, hitting every nerve in between. My orgasm burst in my pulsating vagina. The strong, involuntary spasms of my pussy alternately gripped and released my fingers. Never before had I cum so fiercely.

The three of us collapsed in panting, quivering heaps. Rajesh pulled out of Mona and fell back to sit on the sofa, while I sprawled next to him, my fingers still buried in my cunt. Mona stayed arched back over the end of the sofa for a while, gasping in air, her legs still apart, showing the white froth of good sex around the rim of her well-fucked hole.

Slowly, we recovered. Rajesh mixed us all fresh drinks. Mona and I visited the bathroom where we refreshed our make-up (its incredible how smeared your lipstick can get!) and combed our hair. Then sitting together on the couch again, we simply sipped our drinks and watched the porn film -- a blonde was now getting a major fucking by two muscular blacks -- in her mouth and her cunt -- and from the way she was responding, either she was a great actress or she loved every minute of it.

By now, I desperately needed to be fucked. I put my drink down and slid off the couch to kneel between Rajesh’s legs. I took his limp cock in my hands and began to press hot tongue kisses on it. It tasted lovely -- a mixture of cock and cunt juice -- very sexy!!

Within no time at all, Rajesh had a nice stiff tool sticking up from his lap. "Put it in your sweet mouth, darling. Suck on it, darling." Rajesh moaned, sliding his hips forward.

I looked at Mona, who was staring at us, her face flushed with excitement. "Do you want to join me? I bet Rajesh has never had two mouths blowing his cock or licking his balls."

Mona grinned and sank to her knees beside me as Rajesh spread his legs even wider. Alternately, we took turns, using our mouths to lick and suck my lover’s cock. This really made Rajesh’s prick twitch. Using a hand on each of our breasts, my lover stroked them and tweaked the nipples, his cock growing harder and harder.

"Darling, Mona’s hot mouth is really sucking my cock," Rajesh groaned, his glassy eyes looking down at me. "And does her mouth give you pleasure?" I smiled up at him. "Exquisite." he groaned. "But I don’t want her to milk me off. I want to fuck you and her too."

"Yes, I want that too," I said, stroking his tightening balls.

Rajesh suddenly pushed us both away. "Why don’t you lie down on the floor. Mona, you lie on your back and you, darling, on top of her -- face down. That way I can fuck you both -- alternately."

I gasped at the bold idea, startled yet pleased. Mona was already lying back on the carpet, licking her lips in anticipation. I wasted no time in lying on top of her. "Isn’t he a real stud?" she breathed in excitement. We kissed deep -- our tongues stroked and coiled around each other as our lipstick coated lips gummed together. Both our mouths tasted of the pre-cum we had licked from Rajesh’s prick.

Behind me, Rajesh lifted my buttocks a bit and spread my legs. I felt his expert fingers on my clitoris and whined in pleasure. My passionate moan was lost in Mona’s mouth. Then it was her turn to quiver and moan. I knew he was fingering her cunt. I stuck my tongue deep into her mouth and used my hands on her tits.

Mona closed her eyes and squealed and twisted beneath me. When she bucked and gave a sharp cry of delight, I knew my lover had put his tool in her pussy and anxiously awaited my turn. "I’m fucking her, darling," Rajesh cried. Mona’s body quivered beneath me in rhythm with his thrusts. Soon, he pulled his prick out of Mona. Then I felt the pressure of the bloated head of his thrumming tool against my horny cunt slit, which was by now very well lubricated.

Suddenly, Rajesh speared me.

My lover’s cock moved marvelously in my cunt. He fucked me slow and easy and then fast and hard and then slow and easy again, grinding his pelvis around. Since he had cum once, he could easily hold his cum. Several times more, Rajesh then switched from cunt to cunt, driving us to the brink, then withdrawing and fucking the other one. And again it was my turn to be fucked and Rajesh slid easily into my wet dark cunt.

In a strangled voice, Rajesh cried, "Cum, darling! I can’t last much longer. You’ve got me too horny!" I felt his hand beneath me. The quick rubbing of his fingers on my sensitive little clit drove me to a continual chorus of ooohs and aaahs.

All the while, Mona was flicking my lips and mouth with her exquisite tongue. Her fingers drove my hardened nipples wild. Sandwiched between them, they catapulted me to glorious state of explosive passion. "Harder, darling! I want to cum!" I screamed, my body vibrating with the need for it. They had me too tightly between their bodies for me to move much. Yet the fact that I was a little helpless seemed to add to my excitement.

Rajesh tightened his grasp on my hips and screwed me with mounting passion. Growing thicker and thicker inside me, his cock throbbed. "Cum, now, darling! I’m almost there!!"

His cry triggered my cum. The next instant, I felt an enormous orgasm burst inside me. Making little screaming sounds, I spasmed with enormous pleasure. Waves of passion swelled over me until I felt faint. Rajesh drove into the heart of my pussy. His spongy cock-head spit again and again. Generous squirts of semen kept pumping from his fleshy tube and into me. Rajesh moaned, and I could fell his hips flex repeatedly as his warm cum sloshed deep within me.

Beneath me, Mona cried out and stiffened. I realised she had her hand in her cunt. From the feverish look on her face and the gurgling sounds she was making, I knew she had rapturously enjoyed herself. For me, it was one of the most explosive and satisfying climaxes I had ever known.

Rajesh withdrew his fast wilting rod from me and staggered over to the couch. I rolled off Mona and stretched out on the floor beside her. For long moments, we contentedly lay there, side by side.

Mona rolled over and looked at me. "Feeling him fuck you was one of the best experiences I have had. Did he fill you cunt with cock-cream? Can I see?" I nodded, still unable to speak. Mona wiggled down between my legs and raised my knees. At first, she just looked.

"Your pussy is oozing Rajesh’s white cum-juice!" Then her fingers were on my cunt, smearing the trickling wetness around my slit. The next thing I knew, Mona had dropped her head into my crotch, and for the second time in my life I felt the sweet sensation of a woman’s tongue on my cunt.

I sighed in sheer enjoyment. There is nothing quite so sexy as the soft cool tongue of a woman on your well fucked hole. Mona moved her obviously experienced tongue over my cunt, licking and sucking, lapping away at the drooling juices she could find.

As I watched her dark head bob in my crotch, I relaxed on the soft carpet and smiled up at Rajesh, who was sipping at this drink and lighting a cigarette. "Thanks or the wonderful surprise, darling. But I would love to have an explanation!" I said, reaching up and stroking his thigh.

"Well, now is a good time, I guess," he said, laughing. "I need to get my strength back and Mona looks like she is settling down for a really long suck!"

Mona is really my cousin (Rajesh said). She is my aunt’s daughter and lived until just recently with her mother (her father died a long while back) in a large sprawling property in our native place. As they had the most place, I was invited to stay with them while I met all the relatives and completed the property matters which I had gone down for. I was given a large private bedroom on the first floor of their house, right next to the room Mona used to use for her studies -- she has just completed her twelfth standard.




Letters to Purvi Ch. 04



I had a lot of time to myself as most of the relatives, including Mona’s mother were too old and preferred each other’s company. Also, the government departments I had to deal with were as slow as always, so that I spent most of my time reading on the large verandah adjoining our rooms. It was really quite boring -- and I missed you dreadfully, darling. I ached with the need for a good fuck. Of course, I masturbated almost every day -- but that is hardly any use.

I had noticed Mona as an oily plaited, quiet girl, who I barely saw except for mealtimes. I had no real interest in her beyond the conversation one normally exchanges with cousins.

One afternoon, while Mona was at school, impelled by absolute boredom, I wandered into her study room. And then, while idly going through her books, I came across a carefully folded envelope with lipstick marks on the cover. Curious, I opened it and read the letter inside. My cock stiffened almost immediately. It was from a girlfriend of Mona’s called Rajshri. She spoke of Mona’s body and how she loved it; of the excitement she felt when Mona kissed her for the first time -- it was immediately obvious that the two of them were having a lusty lesbian affair!!

I could barely wait till dinner was over. After dinner, Mona went as usual to her study room and I to my bedroom. I waited till I was sure my aunt and the servants would have slept, and then walked into her room. She was sitting at a table, studying, and looked up inquiringly.

I grinned. "I happened to come across a letter today, Mona. From Rajshri -- I think you know what was in it." Mona gasped and went pale. I quickly grasped her hand and reassured her. "Don’t worry. Nobody needs to know anything." She looked up hopefully. "That is, if you will follow my instructions exactly" She nodded her head, still unable to speak.

I sat myself in a comfortable old chair and asked her to stand. She was dressed in the traditional home costume of the unmarried girl, a long sweeping skirt and blouse. "Take all your clothes off -- let me see you naked." I said, grinning. She looked at me silently for a long moment, then turned and went to the door and locked it. Then coming to the center of the room, she looked straight at me and slowly reached up and began to unbutton her blouse.

I watched, barely breathing, as her fingers slipped down the front of her blouse, As the cloth parted, I could see the black of her bra showing and the soft paleness of her skin. Then the blouse was open and she shrugged it off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. Her large, mango-shaped breasts now pushed against the thin black fabric of her bra. She then unfastened the knot of the nada of her skirt and loosened it. The skirt fell down about her feet, the cloth rustling softly in the absolute quiet. Her virgin cunt was covered by a simple pair of white cotton panties.

She reached behind her back; the movement caused her breasts to rise up and out, pushing harder against the thin cotton that encased them. I could barely contain my excitement as she unsnapped the fastener and the bra popped open and loosened. It hung from her shoulders for a minute and then she shrugged it off, dropping it to one side. As I admired her glorious breasts, standing proudly out from her chest, each crowned with a dark nipple, she hooked her fingers in the waist-band of her panties and pushed them downward to her knees, from where they dropped to the floor. As she stepped out of them, I saw her cunt, covered by an lovely dark bush of curly black hair. She stood looking at me -- but I could barely speak. Without a word, she then turned a complete circle, showing me her lovely white globes of her buttocks.

As she turned back to me, I found my voice. "Thank you, Mona. I will definitely give you your letter back now. But before you put your clothes back on, I must ask you -- would you like to fuck?" My throat was dry with excitement as I searched her face for some reaction. She smiled.

"Perhaps, Rajesh. But let me see you naked first. I have never been with a man and if I am going to lose my virginity, I want it to be with someone who is good." I needed no more encouragement. I stood immediately and pulled at my kurta and lungi, under which I was naked. In seconds, I was as bare as her, my cock standing proudly out, quite stiff.

Mona walked over to me, her eyes riveted by my twitching cock. She stopped a bare foot away and I groaned softly as she reached out and put her soft, warm hand on my dick. She held it for a moment, and then moved her encircling fingers up the thickening shaft and down again. "It’s so big," she whispered, her voice full of wonder. "How do you ever get it into a woman?"

"It’s been in quite a few women and they’ve really enjoyed the size." I said, softly. "You will too."

She seemed fascinated by my dong and couldn’t take her eyes off it, even as she kept fondling its warm length. "Are you sure," she said doubtfully, "It seems awfully big and hard -- and even Rajshri could only get two fingers into my hole and that too with cream."

"Don’t worry," I said, placing a hand on each of her firm breasts. "I’m very experienced and very good --- I’ll be gentle -- much better than a stupid boy who is also getting his first fuck!"

She looked up at me and I drew her close, sinking my lips onto hers. She surprised me by parting her lips readily and thrusting her tongue into my mouth. We kissed for a while and I massaged her tits, feeling her nipples stiffen and pop out. Her hand was still on my dick, though she had stopped fondling it.

I broke the kiss finally and stepped back slightly. Then bent and took a nipple into my mouth. She gasped and her hands went around my head as I moved from one nipple to the other, sucking and letting my tongue dance across the nipple tips. By the time I finished, Mona was breathing hoarsely with desire.

"Yes," she moaned "oh, please, yes.." Then I lifted my head and broke the spell as I stepped backward again. She looked up at me, startled, then down at my cock, apprehensively. I knew she was expecting me to push her onto the bed and begin shoving it in. But I had other ideas. I hadn’t had a fuck for three weeks and my balls were bloated with the need -- almost painful. I needed to take the edge off. So I pushed gently at her shoulders, till she sank to her knees on the floor. Initially puzzled and resistant, she quickly realized what I intended and to her credit, was willing to experiment.

As I moved forward, Mona looked at the stiff tool in front of her face. Slowly, her pink tongue came out an licked her lips and then she tentatively leaned forward and took a gentle lick across the surface of my throbbing tool. I jerked in reaction and groaned "Be careful Mona, I’m going to blow any time now."

She giggled "I’ve never done this before. It does seem like fun though." She held the throbbing head in both hands and I could barely hold myself back from shooting right there and then. Mona kissed the head and slowly licked the shaft "Am I doing this right?" she asked, "Does it feel good?" Her tongue lapped moist swabs around my cock crown. Evidently she like the tasty uniqueness of salty sperm as her tongue now dipped into the long slit in search of more.

I groaned aloud in pleasure. "That’s great Mona. Now move your hand up and down, pump it while you lick. That’s it. See that ridge at the underside of my dick?" Mona grunted in answer, her lips and tongue busily moving down my tool.

"That ridge is sensitive" I panted. "Lick it with your tongue. Ahhh, yes. You can play with my balls and lick them too if you like, darling.

"Like this," she breathed, bathing the hanging, hairy sacs with her saliva.

"Yes, darling. ohhhh... yes" I groaned in ecstasy. Mona moaned on my prick and went right to sucking my cock. She never even gagged, and as you know darling, I really have plenty to choke on! Once she got the hang of it, Mona had my tool tripping in and out her mouth like a well-greased piston. And the more she sucked, the hotter I got.

Looking down at her dark head bobbing in front of my crotch, I warned her I was going to shoot off any second. Mona took her mouth off my dong just long enough to say, "I want your cum," then sucked me in again. My balls just couldn’t stand it. I took her head in my hands, holding her by her hair, which was twisted into a thick plait that hang down her naked back, swaying back and forth in time to the movement of her lips on my cock.

She smiled up at me, her lips stretched around my cock-meat and I felt her tongue moving on the underside. It was just too much. I went rigid and choked out her name --- then my tool started spitting white sauce into her sucking mouth. Mona never even paused -- I kept shooting and she kept swallowing, but still some cum ran out of her lips and dribbled down her chin. She sucked and sucked, till I was dry and then licked me clean.

Mona sat back smiling, wiping away a few stray drops from her chin. "I hope you haven’t shot your lot. I was hoping to get my cunt broken in by you!"

My breathing now under control, I grinned as I pulled her to her feet. "Just you try to keep me off now!" I said, leading her to the large bed set against one wall. It was one of those large old wooden beds --- just the size you need for a really sexy romp. We fell on it together, kissing and rolling around, our limbs all tangled around each other.

If Mona thought I was about to fall between her legs and plant my dick in her virgin hole, I was about to surprise her. I kissed her long and hard, my hands playing with her titties, then moved my lips down over her body.

I covered her breasts with my mouth, sucking eagerly till both nipples were standing tall. Mona’s body was trembling with desire by now. She had here hands twisted in my hair and she kept tugging, pleading with me to make her a woman, but I just went on kissing. I then moved onto her belly button, poking the tip of my tongue in and out of the tiny opening. And then my mouth was poised over her clit.

Mona’s body was trembling with anticipation and desire. I knew she wanted it but she was not really sure I would actually do it.

I couldn’t keep her waiting too long. I gave her clit a few flicks of y tongue and then ran my tongue over that magnificent black cunt hair until I could thrust it into her hot virgin slit. Mona clamped her thighs against my cheeks and hunched madly, again and again as a powerful orgasm racked her young body.

I kept licking her pussy till Mona begged me to stop and replace my tongue with my delightful prick. Finally, I moved up and positioned the dark spongy head of my once-again rigid tool at the quivering wet entrance to her vagina.

I poised myself over her and looked down into her eyes. "It’s time, darling," she said, looking up into my eyes and running a hand through my hair. She reached down and squeezed my cock and then carefully moved the hot head up and down her burning slit. I lowered my hips gently and she tensed momentarily -- deep within her eyes I could see the worry as my thick cock-head pushed its way into her cunt lips. But her hands on my hips still continued to pull me downwards.

Slowly, I sank my thick dick into her wet and willing softness. She gasped once as it sank deeper and deeper and then once again when it stopped, wedged up against the thin wall of her virginity. "Is this it?" she whispered, trembling. "Yeah," I replied, "just relax, darling --- the pain will vanish in a second."

And before she could get tense, I covered her mouth with my hand and thrust, letting my hips fall forward, ripping instantly through the thin skin of her virginity. Mona screamed out aloud, bucking upwards against my hand, her face shaking from side to side, tears filling her eyes. I lifted my hand away, then, as I concentrated on ramming my cock in and out of her lovely virgin cunt.

"Oh, its too painful" she moaned again and again. "Please it’s too big ... your cock is too big... oh you must... you must take it out... oooh..." But then the moans began to change to deeper moans of sheer pleasure as the pain faded to be replaced by the new sensation she was feeling for the first time -- the slick movement of a thick cock in her cunt. The hands with which she had been pushing vainly at my chest, now moved around to dig into my back.

I had been moving slowly at first, careful not to hurt her more than was necessary. And also I was luxuriating in the incredible sensation of her virgin cunt -- it felt like I was moving my cock through a tight, wet muscle, that was constantly pulsating, throbbing -- gosh, she was really tight!! But now that I felt her responding, I began to let myself go -- soon I was slamming my hard tool in and out of her steaming pussy!

Mona thrust a fist into her mouth to muffle her cries of pleasure. She moved her legs about for a moment, uncertain how to position them, but soon figured out the technique for herself and had my bucking hips caught between her muscular, smooth thighs, her ankles locked behind my thighs. Then she was hunching her hips up to meet mine, matching me stroke for stroke.

We would have liked to have gone on and on, but I could feel a tightening in my balls. Suddenly Mona screamed out my name and pulled at my hair, while thrusting her hips up at me -- she was cuming and the sensation of her spasming cunt was enough to send my orgasm off -- I shot wad after wad of hot semen into her willing hole. That was one hell of a cum. We lay rigid, locked together, our bodies jerking and jerking with reaction until the spasms began to lessen and finally faded away. Then we collapsed, side by side, panting.

Mona was the first to recover. "I never knew sex with a man could be so good." she murmured, turning towards me and running a hand over my chest. "Raj always told me that sex with a man was no fun and involved a lot of sticky stuff -- she’s done it, you know."

We lay together for a while, talking. Mona told me of her classmate, Rajshri, who had first seduced her almost a year ago, since when they had been regularly fucking each other. Rajshri had apparently been taken to bed by an older relative and that experience seemed to have put her off men for good. I wondered aloud what Rajshri looked like, and Mona went over to her books and pulled out a large colour photograph which she presented to me smiling.

The sari-clad young girl in the picture was definitely not masculine -- in fact, she was one of the prettiest woman I had ever seen!! And almost without my realizing it, my cock twitched at the thought of fucking her, slowly rising till I had a soft stand.

Mona swung her plait of dark hair over one shoulder and bent down to lick at my cock. I moaned again, looking down and watching her mouth go down on my full length. "Wow, you’re ready for another bout...gosh, you’re really sexy, Mona!!"

Then I had a sudden inspiration. "Mona, let’s try a different position. Can you straddle me, that is ride my cock? You’re so sexy that I would really like to look up at you while we are fucking."

Mona didn’t need a second invitation. In seconds, she was poised above my quivering pole, reaching between her legs to part the lips of her slippery target -- her clitoris glistening with her sweet juice and the lips of her pussy puckered as though begging for a kiss. She also ran her fingers up and down the shaft of my cock, memorizing every contour and swollen blood vessel.

"Is this what you want?" she gasped as she lowered her body just enough to allow the head of my prick to penetrate.

"Yes," I groaned, as I cupped the silky cheeks of her soft hot ass and made my tool twitch inside her tight hot sheath.

"Will you make me cum with your big, fat prick?" She sighed as she lowered her body and took two inches of my hard dick into her ready hole.

"I’ll fuck your brains out," I groaned as I held her ass tightly and shoved the rest of my dick deep into her churning channel

She squealed happily as my balls slapped against her squirming ass. "Please," she whimpered, "fuck me with that thing. Fill my pussy with your juice."

It was incredible -- we were both watching our crotches with fascination as she raised and lowered herself rhythmically, her greasy wet cunt swallowing my lust hardened meat and then the thick fuckpole reappearing, coated with a slimy whitish juice, the flesh of her tight little slit clinging to it.

"You like it, Rajesh?" Mona murmured, as she slowly raised and lowered her hot, juicy cunt over my cock.

"Oh, yeah," I groaned. "I love you fucking me."

"It feels good. Your cock is touching places inside my pussy it never touched the last time."

I could barely hold myself back. "Your molten cunt is sucking on my cock, darling! Faster! I’m about to cum! Help yourself --- rub your clit. I want you to cum with me." Both my hands were still on her bottom, helping her ride my cock.

Mona looked a bit confused about fingering herself for a minute. Then the incredible feelings rising out of her cunt made her forget any such ideas. Reaching down, she swirled her finger tips in some wet fuck juice and rubbed briskly at her hard little clit. By now, her cunt was swallowing my cock faster and faster. She kept churning and gripping at my rigid pole with her juicy, tight hole.

"That’s it, darling," I moaned as I thrust up again and again, using all my strength. "Cum for me... I want to see your face when you cum." I could feel my fuckpole going deeper into her twisting belly.

"Harder...oooh, harder, please..." she panted with need as she rode my bucking hips like a horse-rider.

"Ride it, Mona..." I grunted, "fuck my cock."

Then I came. I slid my hands out from under her round and silky buttocks to her hips, holding them tight to me. My body went rigid. I could feel thick gouts of sperm shooting up into her body.

Mona screamed with pleasure as her cunt muscles clutched and grasped and clutched again at my spitting, rearing cock. It was a long, thrilling orgasm.

Mona collapsed forward on me, nestling her panting, flushed face in my shoulder. We were still locked, and stayed that way for a while, both panting and warm with the afterglow of good sex. Finally Mona shifted slightly and rolled off me, letting my now soft tool plop out of her well fucked cunt. I could feel a pool of our combined juices pooling on my balls and trickling down to the sheets.

We stayed that way for a long while, talking softly. Luckily no-one else had heard us, even when Mona had cried out in her climax. So we were clasped together for a real long while, telling each other about the most intimate matters ... like how you and I met, darling. And how we fucked... what you were like... your favorite positions.... some of our really memorable fuck-sessions.

Then we discussed Rajshri and Mona told me about their first time together and how exciting it had been for them both. Rajshri had sworn that she would never let another man fuck her and Mona commented on how sad it would be that she would miss out on such an incredible experience. At this point, I squeezed Mona’s breast softly and said I would like very much to fuck Rajshri -- after all, she did look like dynamite in her photograph! Mona was doubtful, though quite excited at the thought of sharing me with her best friend and experimenting with the fun of a threesome. So, that evening, lying cuddled together in her bed, we laid out a plan.

It was three days later, (Rajesh continued) that Mona brought Rajshri home. She had had to arrange it so that her aunt and the servant would be gone for the entire day, to a puja in the next village. Also, Rajshri had to be free -- though she didn’t need much persuasion, as Mona indicated to her that she wanted her to come over for a long delayed cunt-lapping session.

I was watching from a covered corner of the verandah as the two girls got out of the rickshaw. They were both dressed well, but Rajshri looked especially beautiful with her long black hair open around her shoulders, dressed in a bright scarlet salwar kameez and a long white dupatta.




Letters to Purvi Ch. 04



The girls ran inside giggling. Following our plan, I quickly moved back into my room and stripped. My dick was already stiffening in anticipation. Then winding a towel around my waist, I moved to the door of Mona’s room and put my eye to a previously selected crack.

The two girls were kissing, their arms around each other. Mona had her fingers buried in Rajshri’s luxurious hair and she had plunged her tongue deep into her mouth. And even as I watched, Rajshri slid her hand up Mona’s thigh, sliding aside the skirt of her kameez till she was able to cup her partner’s groin. Mona groaned and bucked slightly at the intimate contact.

They kissed for a while, their hands now roaming familiarly over each other’s bodies, squeezing a breast, stroking a thigh. I could hear them panting, gasping with desire. Then Rajshri broke away, gasping, "Let’s get these clothes off, darling. I’m dying to suck you!" Smiling, Mona got up too, and the two girls stood facing each other while they slipped off their clothes. I massaged my rapidly stiffening dong in one hand and watched.

Finally, both of them were naked. Mona had on only a thin silver chain and some glittering ear-tops that sparkled through her hair, while Rajshri had left on her large artificial pearl necklace and some matching dangling white earrings. They both looked incredibly sexy and fuckable -- I had to stop stroking my cock or I might have just shot off then and there.

Rajshri sat down on the bed and took Mona by the hips, moving her crotch closer and licking her lips. Then Mona put the second part of our plan into action. Lifting one leg to the bed, she took Rajshri’s hand and placed it in her crotch, pushing two fingers into her cunt as she did so. Smiling up at her, Rajshri slid her fingers up and into the tight wet tunnel and then --- shock!! Startled, she pushed her fingers even deeper as Mona giggled. Rajshri looked up at her and said "Mona, darling, what happened? Your cunt is clear --- your virginity...? How?..."

Giggling, Mona said "Gone, darling. Gone on the tip of a yummy, delightful cock. Oh, it was heavenly!..." And as Rajshri listened open-mouthed, she gave her an explicit account of our actions together. As Mona spoke, she put her hand in Rajshri’s crotch and quietly inserted a finger into her slit. And as she described every bit of our love-making in graphic detail, Rajshri began to squirm a little with suppressed excitement.

This was my cue. Naked except for the towel around my waist, I walked quietly out to the bed. Rajshri had her back to me and did not realize I was there till Mona lifted her eyes to me and smiled saying, "Hello, Rajesh". With a small cry of surprise, Rajshri whirled around.

"Wha... what is he doing here?!" she gasped, instinctively covering her breasts with her hands. Still moving her fingers in Rajshri’s cunt, Mona now began to caress her breast with her free hand. "I invited him, darling. I thought it would be such fun to have some hard cock also available for us to have fun with."

"But.. but.." Rajshri said. "I don’t want to fuck a man!"

"I know, darling," said Mona. "But you don’t know what you’re missing just because of a initial bad experience. Look, I’ll tell you what," she continued, not stopping rubbing Rajshri’s clit for a moment. "I’ll fuck him...you watch. If you like, you can join us. But anyway, we’ll definitely fuck .. just because I’ve discovered what fun it is to be filled by some hard cock-meat doesn’t mean that I don’t like cunt-lapping any more!"

Slightly reassured, Rajshri appeared to be calming down. Also, I’m sure the sensations she was feeling in her cunt were a considerable distraction. With a quick motion of her head, Mona indicated that I should climb onto the bed. As we had planned, I therefore lay down quietly, hands behind my head, my cock rearing up like a flagpole.

Abruptly abandoning Rajshri’s cunt and breast with a last quick squeeze, Mona lay across my thighs and encircled my cock with her hand. She closed one of her hands about my prick up against my balls and then closed her other hand just above it. Several inches of my cock still dangled free.

"Doesn’t it look beautiful?" she murmured "I can feel my cunt really leaking away already."

And as Rajshri watched with a horrified fascination, Mona sucked and mouthed the engorged length of my cock. She ran her tongue slowly up and down and clasped it lovingly to her open mouth, lips caressing the sides and the red knob. She held it up and licked underneath it, up and down the groove where the thick rim and the head came together, licking me all the way back, running her tongue over my balls.

Rajshri had unconsciously leaned forward, her red lips parted and her lovely pink tongue showing a little. Mona’s head was moving up and down at my crotch. As she felt Rajshri come up beside her, she lifted her head away with a wet ‘plop’ sound and smiled up at her, swinging her heavy hair to one side of her face.

"Want to feel it, Raj?" she asked, running her tongue over her lips. "Here, put your hand on it." And then she had put Rajshri’s soft hand on my engorged knob. Almost instinctively, Rajshri began to move her hand a little along the hard length. It was all I could do to keep from shooting off right there.

Impulsively she leaned forward and pressed her puckered warm lips to my throbbing shaft. Her warm breath sent those most sensitive nerves into a fine frenzy. Her fingers held the shaft of my cock firmly as she brushed her closed lips back and forth over its sperm-bubbling eyelet.

She smiled up at me. "Tastes nice," she whispered.

I desperately wanted her to suck me off. "Taste some more," I urged.

Her lovely mouth opened and her velvet lips slid forward , her cheeks hollowing as she sucked my prick deep into her mouth.

"That’s lovely, darling," said Mona, her lips also moving over my balls. "I knew you’d love it." Rajshri moaned in answer, her mouth stuffed with my dong as she moved her head slowly up and down. Mona was also licking at the base of my tool, and both girls were running their fingers over my cock and balls. I was taut with delight. Two lovely girls mouthing my prick -- oh, it was almost enough to make me explode! I was strongly tempted to let it go on and then fill Rajshri’s soft mouth with a load of cum.

But then Mona lifted her head and pushed at Rajshri’s forehead until she released my prick -- though she still had her slim fingers wound around it. "Enough darling... he’s going to cum any second now... why don’t you take it in your cunt?"

Rajshri paused and looked up at me and down again at my throbbing tool. Then she nodded her head in assent and quickly sat up "Okay, since you think he’s so good.. let’s see how good a lover he really is!"

Then she lay back alongside me. I slipped one arm around her slim waist.

We stared into each other’s eyes as both her hands squeezed the juices in my cock and my hand stroked her slightly bent knee. The inside of her thigh was as smooth as satin. I watched her lips part, the white teeth glimmering behind them as she breathed a little faster. My fingers were tracing the deep fissure of her cunt.

Rajshri’s hands left my cock, her arms coming up to coil around my shoulders.. My mouth closed down on her full lips, My cock had been pounding hot and ready ever since she had let it slip from her mouth.

We had both forgotten Mona for the moment, but she got back into the act as she bent to Rajshri’s crotch and dipped her tongue deep into her slit. Rajshri gasped again as we watched Mona’s tongue work busily at the little stub of her clitoris.

Then Rajshri spread her warm thighs and I was in between them,. With a muffled cry, I mounted her, driving my prick into her waiting cunt. My cock, all slick from the saliva of the sucking, slipped into her easily. It didn’t hurt. I lowered my cock easily into her soaked vagina, so deep that she was gasping for breath.

One of my hands was braced against the bed head, the other levering her broad hips up from underneath. I stopped going in. We lay for long moments motionless, our throbs being the only genital stimulation, savoring the ecstatic mating of our bodies. Then slowly, I drew my rigid cock back.

She moaned insanely; " Don’t leave me so soon! Please!"

"I’ll never leave you’" I muttered .

My cock slowly returned into her twitching groove. It made her breathless and she panted heavily.

This slow coming and going of my prick was delicious. The leisurely pace was obviously setting up delightful sensations in her belly. As her hunger for the fuck increased, I increased the tempo of my long-rooted strokes.

At last I reached a point in my passion that signaled the end of my self-control. Hard-driving lust clouded my vision. I pistoned my cock deep and hard and fast. As fast as my muscular hips could drive the sledgehammer of my lust downward and back.

Her hand frantically clutched my arm. She opened her mouth wide as if to scream but no sound came out of her passion-clogged throat. Beside herself with ravishment, she chomped her white teeth down again, seeking to chew on something.

"Oh, yes, yess.... oh fuck!!" I gasped, "You’re going to get--it--all!"

I rammed forward. Her insides boiled with the force of my hot ejaculation. It squirted violently into her womb.

I collapsed weakly on Rajshri’s softness. Both of us were panting hoarsely and trembling with the force of our orgasms. Rajshri moaned softly as I rolled off her body. "My goodness!! That had to be a real champion fuck!!"

We heard a panting and turned to see Mona lying back to one side, her fingers thrusting furiously in and out her sopping hole. With an exclamation, Rajshri sat up and moved over to her, reaching for her quaking crotch.

Rajshri’s hand brushed against Mona’s swollen cunt and then she let her fingers trace the outline of her furry slit, pushing Mona’s fingers away as she did so. Tiny droplets of cunt honey smeared her fingers. Mona sighed heavily and relaxed, wanting more. Rajshri worked one finger gently between her puffy cunt lips. Both of them sighed as she found her liquid center. Mona caught her breath and moaned into the pillow. Rajshri made a few small circles inside with her finger and then added another.

"Oh!" Mona whimpered. She spread her legs further apart and pushed back against the exploring fingers.

Leaning forward Rajshri licked her way up her belly. Then, she kissed her neck and nibbled at her ear. Mona was really breathing hard, trembling with need.

Rajshri worked her fingers in and out of her pussy slowly, going a little deeper with each stroke. Mona’s juices flowed and her thighs clamped repeatedly around the thrusting fingers. Her breathing was ragged and her face was flushed.

Rajshri then slipped her wet fingers out of her trembling cunt and circled her erect nipples. Then she leaned over and sucked the twin peaks into her mouth, one at a time. Mona gasped and guided her friend’s hand back to her leaking hole. When Rajshri cupped it, letting a finger slip inside, she lifted her hips off the bed reaching for more.

Rajshri kissed her lips and nibbled at her neck.

Then, after working at her belly, she tongued her dimpled navel lightly and rubbed her nose in Mona’s cunt hair, inhaling deeply. Mona spread her legs eagerly. And just as eagerly, Rajshri’s tongue slithered between her cunt lips.

"Ohhh!!" Mona groaned. "It’s been so long."

She kept on talking, tangling her hands in Rajshri’s thick mane of hair. Rajshri went right on licking. She ran her tongue up and down her entire slit. Then she flicked it across Mona’s swollen nub. And when Rajshri began tongue-fucking her, Mona groaned and humped her face. Rajshri held on to her ass with both hands, driving her tongue down deep and slurping noisily.

"Don’t stop," Mona whispered over and over. "don’t stop"

Rajshri wasn’t about to stop. She wrapped her lips around Mona’s throbbing clit and sucked hard. As Mona’s excitement increased, Rajshri then plunged two fingers in and out of her cunt to match her humping rhythm.

And then Mona’s orgasm hit her. "I’m coming..." she moaned, moving faster. She pulsed, fluttered and began squeezing Rajshri’s hand with her thighs. And then she sat straight up, crying out in ecstasy. And Rajshri sat up and pressed her lips to Mona’s, muffling her squeal of delight.

The two girls collapsed beside me, their limbs all entwined. They were both panting with the force of their fucking.

Meanwhile, all this action had had some effect on my tool. From its wet and soft state, it was pretty hard now, lifting up with throb after throb.

It was Rajshri who noticed first. "Look darling, he’s getting hard again from watching us. Isn’t that sweet?" Mona, who was still panting a little, smiled at me. "Oh I think its lovely... my turn now, isn’t it?" I could only grin back.

Mona leaned over, brushing her hair away from her face. She nuzzled her cheek against my dick and then kissed my cockhead. Her tongue slipped out and coated the head of my cock with saliva. She licked her way up and down the shaft, making me tremble with desire. Then her tongue tip was playing with my balls, moving them back and firth inside their sack.

Her lips were back at the top of my prick. This time they parted. Her tongue swirled around the head, then flattened out to press against the underside of my shaft as it entered her mouth. She began moving up and down, taking more of my pole with each stroke.

As I got harder and harder, Mona let my dick slip out of her lips. "Time to fuck," she giggled , looking over a Rajshri who was lying quietly, watching us.

She climbed up the bed, and bent to kiss me deeply. Our tongues rolled together and thrust deeper into each other’s mouths. She had one hand on my chest, holding me in position as she threw one log leg across my belly, getting into the saddle. Her head bent so that her long hair brushed teasingly against my heaving chest as she angled herself to come down properly on my upright shaft.

Inch by inch, her hips rode down my cock, her breaths coming in little catches and grunts, her receptive cunt welcoming my hardness within her. At last she brought her tight belly down against my muscular one. She had so much cock in her that her face twisted with the sensation.

"Ride it, darling," I groaned, " ride it!"

She whimpered with pleasurable pain as her lovely pear shaped bottom rose and fell steadily. Her whole body was shaking with the pleasure. I could feel the walls of her cunt pulsating against my prick and I concentrated on making it last.

I flexed my cock inside her quivering cunt and she screamed aloud with pleasure. "I’m cumming," she cried, and spasms rocked her body and made her soft breasts jiggle with tremors. I was very proud that I could hold on (of course, the tremendous fuck I had just had with Rajshri helped). I felt like some kind of super stud as I lay back, flexing my hips and watched her shudder through a series of orgasms.

Rajshri had propped herself up on one elbow and was watching. And as we fucked I suddenly felt her soft warm hands touching my balls and stroking my slimy cock when it wasn’t buried in Mona’s wet cunt. Then suddenly she was standing above me and as I looked up she sat astride my face and lowered her hairy cunt to my mouth. Oh, she tasted wonderful. Warm and slippery and sweet as syrup and I made sure my tongue probed, poked and licked every inch of her honey pot. And while Mona pounded against my crotch, Rajshri worked her pussy all over my face. We were all going crazy with the sensation.

"Please," Mona moaned between spasms. "Fuck me with that cock. I want to feel you. I want you to fill my pussy with cum."

The words triggered a reaction that soon had my dick pumping her pussy like crazy. I grunted, I groaned, and I pushed my dick in and out of her hot, hungry hole until a climax hit me --- hard. I yelled out and showered her cunt walls with a load of hot cum that seemed to go on forever while both the girls came again and again, Rajshri’s hot cream flooding into my mouth and Mona’s cunt walls flexing in orgasm around my cock.

We lay in a satisfied heap for a while, resting. We ate some food that Mona had kept ready and then we went back to it, fucking and sucking till late into the evening. Finally, we had to stop because Mona’s aunt was due home any minute. And thank goodness we did, because even though those two had inspired me to a really superhuman performance, I just didn’t think I could last much longer.

Quite an experience, isn’t it? Mona’s going to be staying with Rajesh for a short while till she finds a hostel. But she’s definitely going to be here in Bombay for a long while yet. So I’m looking forward to lots more fuck sessions with her. After all, she’s almost like a younger sister. And since our monthly cycles don’t really match, Rajesh is really happy -- he now has a cunt available for a screw anytime he feels like it!!

Write very, very soon!!

Lots of hot kisses,

Lalitha

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To Be Continued...



Letters to Purvi Ch. 05



The correspondence is between me and a lonely housewife in Calcutta, who has since become a very close friend.

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Darling Purvi,

I hope you enjoyed my last letter (a really long one, wasn’t it!). I am dying to know how you liked it. Did it excite you? Did your nipples grow into stiff little points and your cunt become wet and squishy? Did you finger yourself and stick a couple of fingers into your hole? Or was Uday with you and did he fuck you like crazy when you had both finished? I really hope so!!

I have a positively sexy new experience to tell you about. Don’t worry, I have plenty of normal good sex almost every week, but I really like to tell you about the unusual sex encounters I am having or have had because just telling you makes me re-live the experiences all over again and that is really yummy.

Anyway, remember the time I slept with Sunil for a night and told Rajesh about it and then he wanted me to go in for a threesome? Well, Rajesh stopped talking about it because he suddenly found that it was just about all he could mange keeping both Mona’s and my hole well filled. Incidentally, Mona has moved into a large hostel; in the city, but Rajesh is her ‘local guardian’ and therefore she can join us without any problem whenever we like. She’s also gone out with a couple of guys from her college for a few films, etc. We’re waiting to see which one she’s going to finally let between her legs!! If he turns out to be broad minded perhaps we can have some combined sessions later.

Anyway, let me tell you about this fun time I had recently. It happened while I was on my annual marketing trip to Europe. Now, though I have been going there for five years now, I have never had any sex while there, mainly because I always thought of being faithful to Rajesh. Two things made me change my mind. Firstly, Rajesh hadn’t minded in the least about Sunil (very unusual for a man) and secondly, I was sharing him anyway with Mona, whom he had fucked first!! Also, I hadn’t been able to get the idea of a threesome out of my head.

Well, while I was in Germany this trip, I got to satisfy my curiosity --- and how!!

I was having dinner with Franz one night, at one of the fanciest restaurants in Bonn. Franz is the owner of the company who buys my products in Germany and we always have dinner together at least a couple of times on each of my visits. Nothing serious, just business entertainment.

Let me tell you about Franz. He’s blonde and handsome -- those lovely Aryan looks --- Very fair, tall, muscular. Blue eyes, beautiful manners, etc. He’d been married for about five years to this lovely blonde model but they had just gotten a divorce about a year earlier. While earlier I had had dinner with the both of them, now of course there was just the two of us.

I had dressed up of course. Some gold, a blouse that was low-cut by Indian standards (though not really daring by Western standards) and a beautiful Kanjivaram that looked quite exotic and striking in that restaurant. I like to dress in saris when abroad as you tend to stand out. Also, to really carry off Western clothes well, you need to have their kind of figure, which I certainly don’t.

Well, there we were, chatting like any two old friends about a variety of things. And then I noticed something unusual -- Franz kept stealing a quick glance at my cleavage whenever he thought I wasn’t looking. And then I understood --- since his wife had moved out, poor Franz had obviously not been getting all the sex he needed. Poor chap!!

Well, maybe it was the wine, or the atmosphere, but we fell to discussing even more intimate topics. Like he told me about his wife and how glorious she was in bed (they had basically separated because of a loss of interest in the marriage). In fact, they still went out together occasionally (and probably fucked, too). Then, remarking about a woman at a nearby table who was having a quiet dinner with two handsome men, we got to talking about sexual adventures. And Franz, after a while actually admitted that he and Helga (his ex-wife) had been quite adventurous in this area. In fact, they had even tried out a threesome with an old school buddy of his.

I could feel Franz’s eyes moving over me as he talked about the experience. And I could also feel a warmth that was growing between my thighs, centered deep within my belly -- an actual craving for a stiff cock!! I paused for a moment and thought as clearly as I could about what I was about to do -- then threw caution to the winds. Suddenly I realized that I had wanted Franz for a long time now, and all I really needed was to have him over me, his chest grinding down against my nipples, his muscular crotch pounding into mine, my legs wrapped about his tight ass while his dick rammed into my soppy cunt.

The sudden sexual image of the two of us together was so real that I think I went a little red with the excitement. Franz leaned forward, concerned and asked me if I was all right. Taking a deep breath, I looked up deep into his eyes and told how the thought of having two lovers at the same time was really turning me on.

Franz hesitated and then, like the gentleman he is, asked whether the wine was getting to me and would I like to go back to the hotel. I simply smiled and placed a hand on his muscular thigh. Franz looked at me for a long moment and then asked the waiter for a telephone and the bill, in that order. Then I watched as he called up someone with whom he had a short conversation in German, his eyes on me all the while, smiling.

We must have gotten to his house in about ten minutes. All the time he was the perfect host, never touching me until we were just outside his front door, when I felt the hand he had on my back drop to my behind, where he held a buttock.

The door was opened by a dark-haired man. While we were still in the doorway, Franz introduced me to Otto, his school friend whom he had spoken of earlier. It was Otto whom he had telephoned while we were in the restaurant and now Otto had come over. I admired Otto while we were going in, letting my eyes sweep over the muscular chest that was exposed by the dressing gown that he wore.

As the door closed behind me, I was rapidly swept into an embrace by Otto. His lips pressed gently to mine and his warm tongue was inside my mouth almost immediately. His large strong hands then covered my ass, pressing my crotch against his body, where I could feel a really large lump. Moaning into his mouth, I held his hips and rubbed my groin into his. Meanwhile, Franz was equally busy, cupping my breasts from behind and tweaking the nipples through my blouse till I was almost mad with desire.

I quickly determined that Otto was the more romantic of the two, while Franz, with his fast hands, was more interested in quick satisfaction. That was fine with me, because the appeal of a threesome is the variety. Otto picked me up and lowered me gently onto the bed, kissing me again on the lips while Franz went back to work with his hands under my sari. I was being happily approached on two fronts by tongues and fingers, a nice prelude of what was yet to come. Since Franz and Otto had worked as a team before, they were able to put their expertise to work right away.

While I lay in bed and received twice the attention that any woman could hope for, the men came at me from both sides. I was expertly undressed by two expert cocksmen who knew exactly what they were doing and then I watched in hot anticipation as they stripped off their own clothing. Purvi darling you should have seen their cocks!! I almost came from the anticipation. Franz was the first to reveal his, a lovely long spike that stuck a good nine inches out from his crotch, with a circumcised round head that was dark with his excitement. And Otto!! Darling I have honestly never seen anything the size of the tool that came rearing out as he shed his dressing gown. Easily over ten inches and almost as thick as my wrist!! I must tell you that my first coherent thought as I stared at that enormous fuckstick was whether my poor cunt would ever take it all!!! I even wondered how he ever got that into any woman! But I couldn’t think about this for too long as the two men, their hard pricks standing straight out from their bodies, moved onto the bed and reached for me. Then there were hot mouths on my neck which moved to my naked breasts and the hard nipples which needed to be sucked. It was a totally new experience to have both tits sucked at once and I reveled in it while grabbing myself two handfuls of stiff cockmeat!

Worried about Otto’s monster dick, I decided to use my mouth on him and only later worry about getting it into my cunt. I therefore pulled at this cock till he moved up, understanding what I wanted, finally moving into position next to me, his crotch on a level with my mouth. I smiled up at him as I slid back his heavy foreskin so I could tongue the slippery head. I worked him a while until Franz’s insistent hip thrusting told me it was his turn. So I sucked him for a bit, while running my hand up and down Otto’s tremendous hardness. Meanwhile Franz fingered my honeypot and finally, it was me who was eagerly thrusting my ass.

Once again the guys went into their practiced moves as Franz rolled over onto his back and pulled me on top of him. I straddled his chest briefly before sliding backwards and drawing his hardness inside me. I gasped out aloud as his thin and long dick speared deep into me.

That left my tits swinging free for him to play with, along with Otto who was now standing over me with his cock right at mouth level. I smiled up at him as I took his meat in hand and guided it right between my hungry lips.

The sensation was incredible and every bit as exciting as I had anticipated. Cocks had replaced those tongues and fingers, and I was blissfully getting stuffed from both ends. I sucked greedily on Otto’s fat dick, struggling to get the bulk of it down my throat while Franz pumped away between my legs with his hard nine inches. All the while, my sensitive tits were being pleasured and titillated by Otto’s skilled fingers. My whole body started to glow and with the first rush of excitement I could tell the men were reacting too.

Franz’s thrusting grew more intense, as did his loud, lusty moans and the way he grabbed my ass and held tight while he angled up with his trusty poker, I knew he wasn’t far from the moment of truth. By now, Otto had my head in his hands while he thrust his cock as deep as it could go into my mouth. I had my hands in his crotch in order to make sure he didn’t choke me, but my throat was filled with hot cock while I sucked to get his load. His big balls were swinging in their hairy bag right in front of my eyes and I knew once I tasted his spunk or felt Franz’s juices spilling into me I’d climax too.

Suddenly Otto threw his head back and groaned a deep, shuddering growl. I had to use all my strength to keep him from forcing even more of his fuckstick into my throat (I definitely had all I could handle). Then deep in my mouth, I felt the thick head begin to spew cock cream. As I swallowed desperately, trying to keep from choking, I suddenly came and I felt my pussy throb and clamp around Franz’s thrusting cock. And then, with a hoarse cry, Franz thrust upwards really hard, going deeper than ever as he came, spurting deep into my body.

This was what threeways was all about, I thought as I felt my cock-filled body hungrily receive two big loads. I felt that I would explode, both from the amount of dick inside me and from the impact of my orgasm. I wanted to scream with pleasure, but I wasn’t about to take my lips from Otto’s sperm-spewing meat. I swallowed hungrily as my cunt was filled with Franz’s gusher and not until we were all spent did I finally release either of the two delicious dicks.

The three of us sprawled in a moaning heap on the large bed, all our limbs entwined. It was a while before we were able to wearily sort ourselves out. I visited the bathroom to repair my make-up and blot up the excess sperm which was on my chin and running down my thighs. When I got back, both the guys were lounging easily with glasses of wine and cigarettes. I got into bed facing them, and accepted the glass of chilled wine that Franz had ready for me.

Looking at Otto’s cock as it lay on one thigh (even deflated it looked formidable), I ran my fingers though his thick bush and asked him if he didn’t consider his cock to be enormous. Blushing, he grinned and said that most women got really frightened by the size. In fact, he found it hard to get them into bed because his reputation had now got around. In fact the best he could normally expect was hand jobs as most of the girls were too scared even to suck him off.

Helga had been quite fascinated, Franz told me. Actually, the prime reason for her agreeing to a threesome with Otto was her curiosity about his dick -- which was of course, finally satisfied. Franz beamed proudly as Otto described how Helga, challenged by the donkey dick that confronted her, worked hard at it and finally managed to get it into her pussy.

All this talking about sex was getting us rather horny once again. Franz, who was lying propped on an elbow beside me, reached out and ran a thumb over my nipples, making them twitch, remarking meanwhile that he was so glad I had such delightfully large breasts - so many Western women, especially Americans had such tiny breasts. As his fingers twiddled and stroked my nipples, I felt them contract and harden and grow into stiff little points. Breathing a little hoarsely now, lost in the sensation, I looked down to see Franz bend forward till he was able to place his lips around one nipple. As he sucked, his delightful tongue flicking the end again and again, I put my arms around his head and held him close as he moved to the other breast.

I could feel a throbbing again in my cunt as I watched his lips pull and suck at my tits. As I felt the familiar beginnings of a sexual glow begin to move into my senses, I mentally decided that I would concentrate on Otto’s flagpole dick. After all, if Helga could do it, so could I!!

Otto was smiling as he leaned back, relaxed, watching Franz tongue my breasts. He was stretched out on the bed, his head and shoulders against the headboard, his hands clasped behind his neck. His cock was stirring like a rousing snake, moving off his thigh as it began to thicken with dark blood. I grasped the waiting prick, stroking it, pulling back the foreskin. Inch by inch it swelled and became longer and thicker. My fascinated eyes were on his massive cock, watching it stiffen and stiffen. His cock rose in big throbs until it was fiercely erect. I reached out and fondled his delicious hard-on and looked up at Otto. "Mmmmmm!" I smacked my lips and murmured; " It’s dick-licking good.".

Franz’s mouth felt real good on my tits, but Otto’s twitching cock held an even more urgent fascination. I gently removed Franz’s head from my bosom, and while he stretched out at my side, I leaned forward and ran the tip of my tongue over the incredible hot skin of Otto’s cock. Under my tongue, I could feel all the throbbing muscles and the bulges where veins stood out proudly. I sucked a little bit at the thick head, while I ran my hands up and down the huge length of his cock, trying to memorize the contours (and even after all this time I can still remember the feel of him in my hand --- mmmmm).

But I knew that the longer I played with Otto’s cock, the less likely I was going to be able to find the courage for the final step. So as the men watched, holding their breath by now, I prepared to fuck Otto.

Still gripping the turgid organ, I carefully climbed over him on the bed, my legs spread wide. I then lowered my cunt cautiously over the cap of his cock. With determined grinds of my hips, I slid down on its length. Otto writhed with anxiety. Astride him, whispering endearments, I pushed down gently, breathing heavily and grunting as his cock filled me.

When half of the prick was fully inside me, about six inches of it, I paused. I gasped for breath., then leaned over Otto once more. Again my buttocks lowered slowly as I took more into my cunt. More and more of Otto’s prick was swallowed up into my belly. Three-fourths of his cock was now inside me, only the fat stump of it showing outside. I wondered how I could stand it.

With a sudden cry, I ended it in a fast motion ramming my pelvis all the way down on Otto’s, taking the full length of his cock.

"Uh-uh-uh-uuuuuhhhhh!" I grunted. I was stuffed, as completely as I had ever been filed in my life. Panting, I looked down to the junction between our bodies, where my poor cunt lips were stretched tight around the immense girth of that monster dick. Somehow my pussy had managed to stretch enough to take it all.

"Wow," said Franz, who was watching closely, stroking his own cock meanwhile. I would have loved to suck him off at the same time, but I felt I would need all my resources for the coming fuck. Muttering something in German, he added "Even Helga needed to use some cream to get it all the way in. You’re really a hot one Lali!"

I could only moan in reply. Gosh, that cock felt so good!! Impossible huge, but good!! "Fuck me," Otto whispered. Panting now, I rotated my hips on top of him grinding my clitoris into his hard pelvis, letting my wet hole loosen around his tool and adjust to the sheer size of it. Then I began to fuck him.

Flexing my legs as I squatted over him, I raised and lowered my cunt on his cock. All three of us watched as the throbbing, glistening hardness emerged and disappeared, in and out, in and out. The pink inner pussy flesh of my cunt clutched at the red hardness of his prick as it slipped out each time.

I was gasping at the incredible sensations that rose from my crotch as I raised and lowered my bottom. I tossed my head from side to side, moaning louder now as a lovely big orgasm built deep within me.

Otto was groaning out aloud, shaking his head from side to side as I raised and lowered my hot juicy cunt over his cock. And every time I would slow slightly he would beg for more.

Suddenly Otto cried out "Your hot hole is really sucking on my prick, darling! Faster! I’m about to cum! Help yourself Lali. Rub your clit -- I want you to come with me!!" He was panting hard now, both his hands on my bottom, helping me to ride his cock.

Swirling my fingers in some of the wet fuck juices, I obediently rubbed it over my rigid clit. It felt so good!! Inflamed, my cunt swallowed my lover’s cock faster and faster. I churned and ground my leaking cunt against Otto.

Otto was thrusting up into me with all his might now. I could feel his long shaft bury itself even higher in my belly.

"Ooooh, give it to me harder," I moaned throatily, feeling my long hair lash around my face as I hunched up and down over Otto, almost crazy with need.

And then Otto cried out. "Ride it, Lali!! Fuck my cock!!" His hands slid out from under my ass and he held me down over his prick. At the same time, he stiffened. Hot gushes of sperm began to squirt deep inside me. Otto went wild, moaning and thrusting and twisting within me.

I screamed. A spine-tingling, pulse-pounding climatic orgasmic release tore through me. I screamed again and again with pleasure as my cunt clutched and grasped and clutched again at Otto’s spitting cock as I squatted over him. It was definitely a long, luscious orgasm.

I collapsed on Ottto’s chest, my hair falling all over his face. Both of us were panting hoarsely from the force of our cums. Deep within my cunt I could feel Otto’s prick softening slowly. Finally, as I rolled off him to lie panting at his side, his wet dick slid out of my wet cunt with a soft ‘plop’.

"That was really something!!" Franz said. We looked up to see him standing there beside the bed, holding out two chilled glasses of wine. Accepting them gratefully (It’s incredible how thirsty a good fuck can make you), we sat up a little and drank, watching Franz who was busy putting a cassette in the VCR.




Letters to Purvi Ch. 05



He explained that it was one of his favourite porno films and asked if we could just lie there and watch it while he went out to get some more wine and some snacks. I didn’t look at Otto, but I was definitely too pooped to do anything but just recover from that tremendous poking I had just received.

The film was interesting, with a nice storyline , a sort of detective film --- only with lots of fucking and sucking!! I watched for a while, then realising that I was considerably sticky in various places all over my body, I decided to have a bath. Otto seemed to be completely immersed in the film.

I had a lovely hot shower and washed my hair (one of the problems about having long hair open at a time like this is that quite often gobs of cum get stuck in it!). Franz had some lovely shampoo and an excellent hair dryer which I was able to use to great advantage. Fully made up and feeling very sexy once again, though a little tired now, I went back to the bedroom.

And there I found Otto, absorbed in the film, where a lovely blonde was being given and expert screwing by a muscular gray-haired man, who had her bent back over an office table while he shoved his rather large tool in and out of her hole. She was emitting a continuous series of throaty sexy moans and pants, which obviously had Otto excited (even after all the fucking we had just done!). He was lying back, stroking his stiffening cock as he watched. Franz, it appeared, had not returned.

Eyeing his somewhat soft pole, I suddenly wanted to take it in my mouth again and give it a good long suck, getting it nice and hard again and having him shoot off in my mouth. And so, that is exactly what I did.

Bending over the end of the bed, I began to press wet kisses on his cock and the hairy balls below. Otto immediately stopped stroking his cock and concentrated on the film meanwhile. I was surprised to find that the fuck juices on his dick, though dry, did not taste unpleasant at all --- quite yummy actually!! I quickly settled down to do some serious sucking.

I first rolled the hard shaft between the palms of my hands, feeling the distended veins pulse with hot blood. The thick, mouth-choking crown pointed straight up. Rolling his heavy balls in my fingers, I bent and put a quick kiss on the tip of his cock-head. Then I opened my mouth as wide as I could and started slurping. I could feel the size of him stretching my cheeks. Relaxing the muscles of my throat, I tried to swallow down even more.

As I bobbed up and down the length of his shaft, I kept bringing my face close to his flat belly and then dancing away. My fingers dug hard into the muscles of his hips and I bent lower to bring as much more as I could manage into my mouth. I wanted to swallow the whole rod if it was humanly possible!

My hands were also busy. Gently stroking that massive dick, up and down and up and down, caressing his hard meat with my hands. Raising my head, I let that large cockhead slip out for a moment, while I kept fondling him. I used slow strokes, feeling the length of his long shaft between my hands. Every time I reached the sensitive glans, I added a little extra pressure, squeezing the purple knob between my fingers. Again and again I stroked him, my hands gliding over his prick. Seeing that massive rod dwarfing my fingers had me reeling with pleasure and it wasn’t long before my vagina was soaking wet and aching to be touched.

After a time, I took the base of his cock in one hand and his balls in the other, Gently kneading his balls, I simultaneously stroked his meat. About this time, Otto began to really moan and squirm, begging me to take him back into my mouth. Well, I love to have a hard prick pulsating in my mouth. I flicked my tongue into his cock slit to taste all the liquid which was oozing out, and Otto reared up, holding my head all the while so that he could sink his hard rod back into my mouth. I held him only a little inside my lips so that I could move my tongue in long circles around the ridge on the underside of his prick.. Then as Otto moaned even more throatily, I lowered my mouth slowly to engulf almost the whole of that monster tool, letting it slip up into the depths of my throat muscles. Ahhhh, the pleasures of deep throat!!!

At that very moment, I felt a movement behind me. Before I could turn, My hips ere held by a pair of hands and I suddenly felt the familiar pressure of a bloated cock-head pressing at the wet lips to my vagina. Moaning (somewhat muffled, because my mouth was stuffed with Otto’s cock) deep in my throat, I pushed backward as Franz shoved forward, sending his lovely prick deep into me.

Franz then paused a moment and then drew his tool almost out of my slit before sending it back in again, the flared tip of his cock pushing deep into my wet and willing cunt flesh. His hands were on my breasts, cupping them and stroking my nipples as they swung in rhythm with our fucking. He squeezed them repeatedly, even as he kissed my back and neck, letting his tongue flick over my skin. Gosh, he was really good!!

Franz moaned, a hungry hot sound as his hips bucked up against my buttocks. His cock was so thick, so hard. The sensation of being plugged at both ends was tremendous. I felt so fucked, so ravished, and so complete!! Otto pumping into my mouth and Franz humping away behind me, fucking my wet and willing pussy!!

The room echoed with the soft sounds of sex and our increasingly frenzied moans. The three of us were building up and up, going to yet another explosive cum. And then Franz came. Already excited from watching us fuck earlier, he couldn’t hold off any more. He fell forward on my back suddenly and groaned deep in his throat. Hot gobs of cum began to spit of his suddenly swelling rod, gushing from the edges of my pussy and running down my thighs. And as I threw my hips around, I came... a whole lot!! Several orgasms, a multiple cum that hit me in wave after wave!!

Suddenly, I felt a soft thump in Otto’s heavy balls, which quivered in my stroking fingers. Otto went rigid underneath my face and then exploded. He sure had plenty of spunk left!! I had to keep swallowing so that none of his tasty cum would be wasted. Most of his sperm hit the back of my throat and splashed straight into my belly, but I managed to save enough to roll around on my tongue. Otto cried out as he quivered again and again with the waves of cum as he kept pumping more and more yummy sperm into my mouth.

Finally, Otto gave a long shuddering sigh and let his rapidly softening dick slide out of my mouth. At the same time I felt Franz’s now limp tool slide out of the well-fucked lips of my cunt as I turned and collapsed on my side on the bed. Franz sank down to the carpet, and all three of us just lay there for a while, panting hard, totally satiated for the moment.

Well, that was just about all we could do for that night. All three of us were completely fucked out -- I can tell you that I was quite proud though, looking at those lovely limp dicks. After all, how many women could have held their own against two such expert cocksmen? And since we all had an early morning start, we simply got dressed (Otto and I, that is) and left, too pooped to do anything more than just kiss each other as we left. I was to leave the next morning for an extensive tour, but I promised Franz that I would be back in a month at the end of my trip, and this time I wanted more. Of course, I’d plan to stay a few days.

Both my lovers kissed me very affectionately and swore they would make plenty of time for me on my return. As Otto said, cupping my buttock in one large hand --- "I want another helping of that!!"

I’m going to stop here now as I would like to finger myself for a while (all this fuck talk has got me most excited!). Also I would like to get this letter off to you at the earliest. But don’t worry, I start writing a new letter tomorrow, where I will tell you all the rest of what happened in Germany when I got back.

Write very, very soon!! Give Uday’s cock a special suck from me!

Lots of wet kisses,

Lalitha

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To Be Continued...



Letters to Purvi Ch. 06



The correspondence is between me and a lonely housewife in Calcutta, who has since become a very close friend.

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Darling Purvi,

Had fun reading my last letter? I hope you liked it! Incidentally, I hope Uday has been giving you plenty of cock and all the ramming you can handle. Important to keep your cunt well oiled and satisfied, isn’t it darling?? Anyway, settle down comfortably and put a couple of fingers in your slit. I have written all the details of the rest of my stay in Germany below and I think you will find it really exciting!!!

As you will remember, I spent almost a month out in various parts of Europe. Good business, but no sex. So you can imagine how horny I was when I returned!! I rang Franz from the airport and he suggested I go straight to his apartment where I could leave my bags and then come to his office by the evening. And that’s exactly what I did.

I suspect Franz was as horny as I was, because when I landed up at his office, he simply didn’t waste a moment. And I was looking rather sexy -- fresh flowers in my hair, a deep blue silk chiffon that showed off my complexion. And my exciting bosom held in a slightly tight silk sleeveless blouse.

Franz quickly locked his door after instructing his secretary to shut down and leave. Then he swept me into his arms and we kissed deeply, our tongues intertwining. And before I knew what was happening, he had me bent back over his desk, his hand first on my breasts and then on my legs, grasping my sari and pushing it up around my waist. I helped, of course, and soon found myself on my back on the leather top of his large desk, my sari and petticoat in soft silk folds around my waist. My high-heeled feet were at the two corners of the desk, my thighs wide apart and my lovely silk panties (really sexy and almost transparent) hanging from the toe of one foot. My wet and throbbing cunt was open to Franz’s feverish gaze.

He touched the clean upward sweep of my breasts, then ran his hands down to my weaving hips. His mouth came down, lips nibbling, tongue licking, first on each of my nipples, then down over my writhing belly, and finally his tongue lapped into the slit of my cunt.

His expert cunt eating left me whimpering.

When Franz had me mewing like a pussycat for direct action, he raised his curly head. He slid one of his hands under my left thigh, lifting my left leg high. He got one shoulder under the crook of my knee, forcing my left foot to stick almost straight up in the air. My other leg remained stretched on the desk as my cunt formed a widespread crescent.

I felt his throbbing prick as he slowly guided into me. I was in such an arched position, my pussy open like a door, that I could not have squirmed free. Not that I wanted to be free!! I bit my lower lip, waiting for that first awful plunge. And then he was sinking himself into my vagina, going gloriously deep. His hips began to work ceaselessly. I flung my legs apart and placed my heels as far apart as possible. Franz plunged deep in between my trembling thighs, nailing my rocking buttocks to the table.

"OOOhh!" I groaned." Drive, drive, drive!!"

This was real fucking. Franz was like a beast between my thighs. His staying power was wonderful. His prick seemed to slide in and out of my vagina forever. My long legs were up over his backside. My sharp fingernails clawed into his bare back and my raised high heels kicked and kicked his humping loins until all of his restraint burst.

His cock blew like an erupting volcano. My belly was flooded with the hot spewing of his cum. And a lovely orgasm hit me, waves of sensation sweeping across me, as I convulsed on the desk, my hips arching high up, my head twisting back and up with the sudden rush of feeling.

Franz and I remained locked for a short while, me stretched out on his desk, my legs still on either side of him and Franz strangely still in shirt and tie (his trousers were around his ankles), collapsed on me, his panting and flushed face buried in my soft tit flesh. Within me, I could feel his prick softening, though it still felt good in my cunt.

At last, with a sigh, Franz stood up and moved away, his cock dropping softly out of my hole. I dropped my legs and moved off the desk, holding up my sari as I did so. Franz uttered an exclamation and I turned to see him trying to blot up a large quantity of fuck fluid that had dribbled out of my crotch and onto his tooled leather desktop. I giggled and told him that he would probably be left with a stain -- one with very interesting memories!!

I then went into the attached bathroom to repair my make-up and have a quick wash. And of course, to re-drape my sari, which was in a total shambles. By the time I emerged, Franz had tidied up himself and his desk, picking up all the papers and pens that had been thrown to the floor during our fuck.

We sat there for a while and Franz produced some rather well chilled white wine, which tasted very sophisticated. I was feeling really comfortable... nice surroundings, an attentive and sexy lover and a well-fucked pussy... what more could a woman ask for!

That was when Franz dropped his bombshell. First explaining that Otto was out of the city and not due back till late the next afternoon, Franz went on to say that I had another invitation.... from Helga (his ex-wife) As they still shared a very intimate relationship even though the marriage had been dissolved, they had actually been in bed together -- in fact, Helga had just settled his cock into her when he started telling her all about our sexy encounter, mainly because he wanted her to know that there was another woman who had been able to take Otto’s monster dick.

Now Helga had invited me over for the night. Franz said that it might be interesting, especially as she knew all the interesting people in this town (being one of the hot models on the circuit). It didn’t take me long to decide. After all, I’d met Helga before --- she was an exceptionally beautiful and really nice girl and an evening with her could only be fun!

So I took Franz’s car back to his apartment, where I bathed and changed into a more formal Kanjeevaram. And as darkness fell over Berlin, I was outside Helga’s front door ringing the bell.

Helga opened the door herself. As always, her sheer beauty left me speechless. Natural platinum blonde, curved rounded body, with a tight ass and dynamite legs. She was very nice and welcomed me with a warm hug and a soft kiss on my lips. She led me into the living room, where she had a small fire going and we settled down and chatted for a while -- catching up on old news, about old friends, etc. Helga was elegantly dressed in a clinging sort of gown with an edging of fake fur. As the cloth was very sheer and sort of molded her figure, it really made her look good. And in keeping with the latest fashion, she had obviously not worn a bra -- her nipples were clearly outlined through the cloth and I found I could barely keep my eyes off them.

After about an hour sipping white wine and chatting, Helga suggested we have dinner. It was a very lovely meal, simple and yummy. After we finished, we relaxed back in the living room, leaving the dishes for the maid to do in the morning.

We’d been chatting about a variety of things and Helga had been telling me about the new line of clothes that were coming out and the latest fashions, etc. Talk also moved to mutual friends and in some connection, Helga mentioned Otto. At which point I said that I had met him.

"Oh, I know," said Helga, smiling. "I believe you are one of the rare women who have actually managed to take all of Otto’s meat into you!"

I gasped, blushing at her blunt frankness. Then, not wanting to look like an unsophisticated newcomer, I simply smiled and said "Well, I managed. I think Indian women’s pussies are built to take larger tools, so size is not a major problem with us!"

And then Helga astounded me by leaning forward and placing a gentle hand on my knee "May I see?" she asked, looking deep into my eyes.

I could only stammer in reply, totally confused.

"I want to fuck you very badly," she continued, softly, "you must know that I am very attracted to you..."

And then she astounded me by leaning forward and gently pressing her lips to mine, looking into my eyes all the while. For a moment, I was too taken by surprise to react, then I felt my lips begin to kiss back, even as the tip of her tongue ventured delicately into my mouth.

And all of a sudden, I realized that I was having the second really lesbian experience of my life! I moaned deep in my throat and I could feel my cunt going all squishy as I put my arms up and around her neck, pulling her to me. Encouraged, Helga now kissed me harder, her soft lips moving over mine, our tongues intertwining. And then I felt her hands on my breasts, though the blouse and bra, her fingers gently touching, pressing, and cupping till my nipples erected to hard little points. Her touch was so unlike her ex-husbands’ -- much softer, yet not too gentle, very exciting.

I threw any restraint I had to the winds. All of a sudden, all I knew was that I wanted to have sex with this sexy blonde German model. I reached up and rapidly unbuttoned my choli, shrugging it off my shoulders as I also reached behind and undid my bra. My breasts stood out, each nipple erect and rosy, as I ran a finger over the sensitive tips, smiling at Helga.

Do....do you think you’d.... ohhhhh....like to touch them?" I breathed throatily.

In answer to my urgent question, Helga reached out and lightly cupped my breast. Almost involuntarily, my hips began to move. I slipped a hand into the open front of Helga’s gown and moved the thin silk, so that her lovely breasts came into view. I reached out with both hands now and cupped her boobs.

I was jolted by the sensuous smoothness of her skin. I had felt my own breasts before, but it was nothing like feeling the firm, pliant globe I was fondling now. Slowly, not wanting to rush through the pleasure I was getting from feeling Helga’s breast, I ran my forefinger over the big nipple.

"Ohhhh, that feels so good," Helga whispered slowly. She arched her back, causing her breast to mash against my hand, sending a deep thrill through me.

While I moved my hand slowly on her breast, kneading it and pinching the nipple between thumb and forefinger, Helga slid her left hand over my stomach to my waist, where she found the knot of my sari. Pulling it free, she then ran her hand over my back and shoulders. A shiver of cold and pleasure ran through me as I felt the air on my naked breasts. I quickly grabbed Helga’s other tit now and started massaging it and teasing the nipple.

Meanwhile, Helga quickly slipped the thin material of her gown of her shoulders. As soon as she had pulled the material off, my eyes fastened on her melon-shaped breasts. I loved everything about them -- their size, their shape, their incredible sexiness. And then I realised that all I really wanted to do was suck on one of those beautiful tits. But if I did, Helga might let go of mine, and I didn’t want that to happen. I loved the feeling of her soft hand on my skin and it was rapidly making me hungry for that hand on my drenched pussy.

Helga seemed content for the moment to simply feel my tits. She reached her left hand around my body and grabbed the other tit with her right hand. She marveled at their weight as she lifted and squeezed them together, forcing tiny moans of pleasure from my throat. I watched as her pink tongue slipped out and licked at her full lips, and I knew that all she could think of was getting her mouth on one of those rosy nipples right now!

Gently, Helga pushed me back on the couch so that my head was lying on top of it.

"What...... are you going to do?" I whispered.

"I’m going to suck on your big brown nipples."

"Helga, I don’t know.......ohhh......Helga wait!"

But she didn’t. She quickly lowered her head and circled her lips around one of my nipples and sucked it into her mouth.

"ohhhhhhhhh yes! Helga, I--"

"You love it, right?"

"I......... ohhhhhhhhh........"

"Tell me you love it," Helga insisted. She again drew a nipple into her mouth and watched the lust growing on my face.

"I...........I.............. like your mouth on my breast."

"Doing what?"

"Licking ...... sucking it ........... ohhhhhhhh, bite it, please!!"

Helga smiled as she gently nipped on the erect nipple in her mouth. She began to feel my other tit also, making the nipple on it stand upright too.

All that mattered to me was the tongue circling my breast and teasing my nipple until it was swollen and tender. I didn’t think of Helga as another girl at the moment-- she was someone, anyone, with a tongue that was driving me wild. And I wanted that tongue between my legs, where I was really getting hot.

"Do....... you want to undress me?" I offered. I knew there wasn’t much I had left on. The sari was already down so far on my hips that my pubic hair was showing.

"I’ll help you if you help me," Helga whispered. She slowly slid the sari down my legs, staring at my thick bush of cunt hair as she did, and running her tongue wetly down the soft, tender insides of my thighs.

"ohhhh..."

"Does that feel good?"

"Yes."

"Spread your legs for me, darling."

I looked up at Helga, then sat up on the couch." First I want you to be as naked as I am."

I stood up with her and as Helga ran her hands up and down her body, I undid the clasp of her gown and let it drop to the floor. I then hooked my fingers in the elastic band of Helga’s silk panties and slid them slowly down her legs.

"Do you like what you see?" Helga asked, her voice husky. I could barely answer; looking with a mouth that was suddenly dry with desire at the fine blonde bush at her crotch. She had shaved the parts near the thighs, shaping it so that she could wear bikinis, but the hair around her slit was full and bushy.

I stood again, still looking at the hair between the other girl’s legs. "It looks..... good."

Helga reached for me and drew me down to the couch with her. She began to feel the smooth flesh of my hot thighs, which I eagerly parted for her probing hand. At the same time, I was feeling Helga’s bare thighs, and both of us managed to work our way up to the other’s pussy at just about the same time. We both jumped as our fingers slid into hot cunt flesh that was so familiar, yet so strange to both of us.

"Let me...... oh please, I want to kiss you!" I pleaded.

Helga eagerly touched her mouth lightly to mine. Both of us moaned at the second tender contact of our lips. Helga slid her tongue out and ran it sensuously over my lips, licking lightly at my upper lip and nose. I responded by letting my own tongue join Helga’s, and both of us were soon jabbing and licking at each other as we increased the tempo of our fingering. Finally, Helga could no longer take the teasing, nerve-wracking play between our tongues. She needed a deeper, stronger fulfillment. With a small cry that showed her wildly mounting passion, she crushed her mouth down on mine as we fell full length on the couch.

I could sense Helga’s urgency and she too, felt the need for immediate fulfillment. As Helga’s tongue probed deep in my mouth, I licked the underside of it, nipped it with my teeth, sucked on it until I tasted a little of the other girl’s saliva as it drooled into my mouth. I crushed my mouth harder into Helga’s, trying to drink more of the sweet liquid as I opened my mouth as wide as I could to let Helga’s tongue lick deep down my throat. At the same time, I pushed another finger into her dripping pussy and began to simulate the pumping of a cock. Helga responded by doing the same thing to me, and we were rocking and writhing against each other as we both raced to a climax.

But I wanted Helga’s love juice in my mouth. I wanted to taste her as her pussy squeezed and contracted around my tongue. And I wanted to cum in her mouth too, to feel her suck the juice out of my own steaming cunt.

Without saying a word, I quickly withdrew both my fingers and my mouth from Helga’s body and reversed myself on the couch. I paused only a second to admire the thick, swollen folds of Helga’s pouting cunt, then I dipped my head between the other girl’s legs and clamped my mouth tightly over the open, wet hole.

I shuddered violently as I felt the second really lesbian contact of my life. I had always thought that oral-genital lovemaking would be the one thing that would prevent me from ever having sex with another girl, because the thought of another girl between my legs was not overly exciting to me most of the time. But as wave after wave of jolting pleasure raced through my body from the licking tongue that was buried deep inside my aching pussy, I quickly changed my mind. All I could think of now was the building explosion in my loins, and the probing, licking, maddening tongue that would soon cause her to erupt. And as I lay there thrusting my cunt against Helga’s face, I felt a strong desire to give her the same pleasure she was receiving. Licking the meaty outer lips, I pulled Helga’s wet pussy to my lips and clamped my mouth tightly over the dripping hole.

We lay there side by side, each girl writhing and twisting her body against the other, trying to feel every inch of smooth skin. I reached down with one hand and began kneading Helga’s breast, rubbing my thumb against the nipple and pulling the tiny bud away from the firm ball it was rooted to. Helga followed my lead, and she was soon squeezing and pinching my breast too. But both of us concentrated on the slippery skin that was in our mouths, as each girl sucked furiously on the other’s throbbing cunt. I delighted in the feel of Helga’s mouth pressed tightly against my love hole, licking and sucking the juices that were flowing from my cunt walls. And I liked the feel of Helga’s warm, soft pussy in my mouth too. It was so exciting!!

"Helga...... are you almost ready? I can’t hold out any longer," I called out from beneath the cunt flesh over my mouth.

"Yesssss!" Helga screamed. "Take it, Take it!" She began to grind her pussy furiously against my mouth, rubbing her swollen clit on my chin as she started to beat out her orgasm.

I sent my tongue as far as I could up Helga’s hot, contracting cunt; I had to grab her ass so I could keep my mouth glued to the wet flesh. At the same time, I could feel my own cunt begin to tingle at the licking of Helga’s tongue over my clit and cunt walls.

"Helga, I’m going to cum....oohhhhhhhh yesssssss! I’m going to cum!" I moaned as I began to thrash my ass around on the couch too. Any further sounds I might have made were stifled by the wet, pungent cunt that was jammed into my mouth again as Helga crushed her crotch into my face so I could finish licking the rest of her juice.

For the next few seconds the only sounds in the room were the two hot, wet bodies slapping against each other, and the sucking sounds that came from mouths working frantically to suck every last drop of pussy juice into them. The couch also began to creak loudly as the we bucked and writhed in our lesbian embrace. Helga dug her finger into my ass, hoping to keep me going; I did the same as I licked the last drops of juice from Helga’s tiring pussy. Finally, both of us stopped moving and our mouths began to relax against our spent cunts.

Helga pulled her head from between my legs and sat up on the couch. I quickly grabbed her arm and pulled her down so that her head rested on my shoulder. We lay there together, panting with the force of our cums and enjoying the warm glow that comes with good sex. Helga sighed and ran a finger over my waist, looking down at my breasts.

"You were as great as I knew you would be, darling," she said softly, smiling up at me. "This couldn’t have been your first time.."




Letters to Purvi Ch. 06



I smiled and told her about the only other time I had had sex with a woman, my old friend from school. "How about you," I asked. "You seem to be an expert!"

Helga grabbed the nipple of my right tit and rolled it between her thumb and forefinger, causing me to jump. "Oh, I’ve done it a few times before.. you know, on fashion shows, with other models... they’re sensitive, aren’t they?" she asked as she gently felt my nipple.

"You know it. How about yours?"

"The same way" Helga slid her hand off my breast and began rubbing my stomach. "Did you like that?"

And I really did. Lying there with Helga’s warm body pressed gently into mine and with her hand titillating my pussy now, I felt ready to have another fuck. This time it wouldn't be quick. It would be slow and deliberate, so that I could enjoy every sensation to the fullest.

"Helga, do you think you’d like to do it again?" I whispered. Helga looked up at me and smiled sleepily. She had obviously gotten so relaxed lying here and feeling me up, that she was reluctant to move.

But I could see lust dawning again in her eyes. "Why don’t we go into my bedroom," she said huskily. "May as well suck in comfort?"

We went along the passage, arms around each other’s waist and feeling the other’s breasts. And then we were in the bedroom, which was a real love nest. Silvery colored walls, a large mirror on the ceiling, soft yellow lighting...

Helga left my side and pulled back the cover. Sitting down, she then patted the sheet next to her and asked me to sit down. As I sat, she than placed a soft hand on my thigh and asked whether I really wanted to do it the same way as before.

"Do you have something else in mind?" I wondered, wishing that she would hurry, because the more I looked at Helga’s flawless body and the light mat of curls leading down to between her thighs, all I wanted was to throw her back on the bed and rub my body all over her.

Helga fixed her eyes on my crotch. Her voice was hesitant as she replied, "Lotte (her nickname for me) darling, I... I want to see all of you. I mean, I want to take my time and see all of your pussy in the light." I felt thrills run up my spine at her use of the sexy word. "I don’t know why," she continued, "but I want to see your cunt as I eat it, so why don’t you let me eat you out first? Then you can do the same to me."

I smiled at Helga’s suggestion. It would certainly be exciting to spread my legs for Franz’s ex-wife. It seemed so bold of Helga to suggest it. It was as if she was going to kneel down and worship me, ready to kneel down and lick my pussy like a dog. I felt a thrill as I thought of it and I wanted to feel the action right now.

I lay back on the bed with my knees folded over the edge. "Do you want to get on the floor, or would you rather get on the bed?" I asked.

"On the bed," Helga replied, running her tongue over her lips. She grabbed my legs and swung me around so that I was lying full length on the bed. In a second, she was between my legs and pushing them up and back. I closed my eyes and concentrated on Helga’s actions. I wanted to enjoy this as much as possible, partly because I wanted another orgasm and partly because I loved Helga’s tongue between my legs.

I soon had it. Helga pushed my legs as far back as they could go, so that my whole crotch was completely visible. For a moment she knelt there, staring at my bush.

"Do you want me to do a good job on this big hairy thing of yours," she asked smiling wickedly up at me.

"You already did a good job," I giggled. " But if you can suck any better, I’d like to find out now."

"Oh, you will, Helga promised. With one hand, she carefully pulled open my cunt lips and revealed the soft pink inner folds. She then began rubbing my little clit with a thumb and forefinger.

"Is that good," she asked huskily.

"Yessss," I moaned, "You know it is..."

"Tell me how much you love it"

I could only moan in reply, reveling the sensation, so unlike the hard rub a man’s hand gives me.

"Do you want me to suck it for you?" she purred.

"Yesssss! Please!!" I panted. " Put your mouth on my clit and suck it, bite it...."

Helga quickly lowered her head and slid her lips around my miniature cock. She licked around it for a few seconds with the tip of her tongue, then began sucking on it. At the same time, she slid her long middle finger into my wet cunt and began to imitate a real cock’s thrusting.

"Ohhhhhhhhh..." I moaned. I began to roll my head on the bed as I felt another climax building. "Suck me... Helga..... please! Put your tongue up my cunt!"

"Like this?" Helga teased as she dipped her head lower into my crotch and I felt her tongue spear deep into my hungry pussy.

I could only moan softly as I felt Helga’s tongue lick at the inside of my cunt. It felt so good to have her down there between my legs. It was so intimate, something I could never share with Rajesh or Franz or any other man. Helga knew just how to move her tongue, how to make the tip of it hard and dig it in the side and then pull it out. She knew when to take her mouth from the streaming hole and lick up my slit to my tiny love bud, gently sucking it between her lips and nipping it gently at it with her teeth, sending waves of passion through my body. She knew exactly when to suck the outer lips of my cunt into her mouth and lick them wetly, covering every inch of them with her spit. She must have one hell of a lot of experience, I thought foggily, as Helga returned to my hungry pussy with her teasing, sucking mouth and fingers. I panted again in excitement, as I felt Helga's tongue slide up my dripping hole, driving me to violent climax that wouldn’t be long in coming if she kept this up.

And Helga did keep it up. As my hips bucked in circles on the bed, she clamped her mouth tightly on my pussy and darted her tongue in and out. At the same time, I felt her rubbing her nose in my slit, making a little contact with my clitoris. She also reached up one long fingered hand and took hold of my breast, playing with one nipple. Ah it felt so good!!

"Ohhhhhh.... Helga! Suck me off! Harder! Get your tongue in deeper..... harder! Keep your finger up my cunt........ yesssssssss!"

I began to moan loudly as the pressure began to build in my cunt. I was throwing my head wildly back and forth on the bed and I kept thrusting my hips against Helga’s face. Just one more lick of her tongue....

And then I glanced up at the ceiling and gasped at the incredible sight -- we were reflected in the huge mirror there -- Helga's pure white body between my spread thighs, her gleaming blonde hair spread over my crotch…The sight sent me over the top!!

"Noooooooowwwwwwww............ohhhhhh...........Helga, I’m cuming! Suck me more, harder...........ohhhhhhhhh!"

Helga crushed her mouth to the open hole and sent her tongue far up my heaving cunt. I could feel her licking around violently even as I continued to cum. I could feel her finger on my clit, frantically scrubbing away at the little hardness. I didn’t want it to end.

"Yesssss....eat me! Lick my pussy!" I cried, barely knowing what I was saying, grinding my cunt into Helga’s mouth as I came again and again.

Finally I felt my cunt slow down in its contractions. My mind was light in the after glow, and I felt like laughing wildly at the wonderful sensation as I felt Helga continue to lick the last few drops of juice from my tired pussy. I wished it would never stop, but my vagina finally became still, and Helga slowly relaxed her mouth, letting it kiss lightly at the entrance to my hole. She then lay there quietly, her head on one of my sprawled thighs, eyes closed.

After a while, I ran my fingers through Helga’s blonde hair, which was spilling over my dark bush. Finally able to speak after that glorious orgasm, I smiled down at her and asked her to come up and lie next to me. Helga smiled back and turned and kissed my fingers before crawling up and lying next to me, putting one leg over mine.

"That was really great" I whispered earnestly. "I’ve never come like that in my whole life." And that was true, not once, not with Rajesh or Sunil or Franz or any of my other lovers had I cum as beautifully as I had now. I smiled at Helga and began to gently rub her breast. "I’d like to make you as happy as you made me."

Helga kissed me gently on the neck "I’d love that," she whispered throatily. She cupped my left breast in her hand and squeezed.

"Do you want me to do it the same way as you?" I asked, rolling a nipple between my thumb and forefinger.

"Do you want to?" she asked, looking into my eyes.

"Of course I do," I smiled.

Helga smiled back and rolled over on her back. I quickly turned and kissed her on her mouth, slipping my tongue between her lips to play with hers. I moved my hand over her rounded hips and slowly started to massage her inner thighs.

"Suck my tits," Helga ordered when we broke the kiss. "Get them good and wet."

I sucked a nipple into my mouth at the same time as I worked a hand up to Helga’s pussy. As I gently nipped at the nipple, I slid tow fingers up Helga’s cunt as far as they would go.

"Ohhhhhhh....... that’s good," Helga moaned.

I started to finger fuck her rapidly even as my mouth trailed wetly over both her tits. I was getting a thrill out of doing it this way, but I knew Helga was waiting for the real thing, and I was getting ready to give it to her now.

"Ohhhhhhhhh, yesssssssss," Helga whispered as I left a trail of saliva across her smooth stomach. I paused to lick at her navel, than dipped my head into the sparse hair of her bush.

I kissed the top of Helga’s slit lightly as I ran my hands up and down her body. I then knelt between Helga’s legs and pulled them apart, holding them back exactly as Helga had done to me. The thick, wet lips of Helga’s lightly covered pussy were clearly visible, and I thrilled at the sight of her cunt from this close. I stared at the pink flesh and the dark hole that was partially opened at the bottom of Helga’s slit. I felt saliva fill my mouth as I realised how badly I wanted to eat her cunt.

I grabbed Helga’s ass in both hands and lifted her hips completely off the bed. I then moved closer and propped Helga’s back on my thighs, so that I was kneeling between her legs now with Helga’s open, wet cunt directly in front of my mouth. (A great position, Purvi darling, and we must try this when we finally get to fuck each other!)

As soon as I was comfortable, I dipped my head and fastened my mouth immediately on Helga’s pussy. I ran my tongue up the smooth wet passage and licked around. Helga was already hot from eating me out, so it didn’t take much tonguing to start her hips in a wild bucking motion. Faster and faster she threw her hips in the air, until I was finding it difficult to keep my mouth in her crotch.

Sensing that she was very close, I now thrust my tongue in and out of her pussy. Helga was quick to respond. "Suck it harderrrrr, harderrrrrrrr!" she groaned as she bounced her cunt on my face. I responded by clamping my mouth to her hole and sucking at it exactly as I had felt her doing to me. Soon I felt the muscles in Helga’s ass tense against my shoulders and then her cunt began to throb.

"Nnnnnnnowwwwwwwww!" she cried as she came, the orgasm lifting her body almost completely off the bed." Yessssss......... I’m cuming! Please ...ohhhhhhh!" He juice gushed out, even more than before, and she grabbed my head and jammed it into her crotch. It was all I could do to keep from being smothered as her warm and fleshy cunt enveloped my nose and mouth.

Finally, the tension began to leave her hips. She slowly lowered her ass to the bed and stopped her thrusting against my face. Helga sighed deeply as I gave her cunt a final kiss and then let her hips slide to the bed while I crawled up to cuddle up with her.

We lay panting together for a while. Both of us were completely satiated for the moment and all we wanted to do was just rest in the warmth of each other’s bodies. We talked a little, then I think we both fell asleep at around the same time, still cuddled together. It felt very strange to be sleeping cuddle up to another soft feminine body -- normally, it would be Rajesh, who is dark and hard and hairy, all the opposite things to Helga. Anyway, it was really nice. I cupped Helga’s breast and she tucked her hand into my crotch.

I woke early in the morning to find Helga missing from the bed and then I heard her in the kitchen, obviously preparing breakfast. I had a quick shower and did my face and was brushing my hair at her dressing table when she walked in, with a large tray piled high with food. If anything, she looked even more gorgeous this morning -- obviously, she had been up much earlier and had already cleaned up.

She kissed me and said that she hoped I had no regrets about the previous night. I simply smiled and placed a hand on her breast, the nipple of which immediately hardened. I could feel it, a hard little tip, even through the silk of her dressing gown. We kissed again, and then Helga insisted we eat -- she said great sex always left her ravenous. I realised I was starving too, and we ate hugely.

It was while we were relaxing later on, that Helga came up with her surprise. She asked if I had ever been to a swingers party.

"No," I said. "Is that something like an orgy?"

"A little different," she smiled. "At a swing party there are only a few people, all couples, who know each other -- no strangers. and you only have to do what you want to do -- and when you want to do it. So if you’re in a mood to suck, then suck. Or fuck, as you feel like. And only with whoever you want to..."

I was intrigued and asked her whether this was an invitation. Placing a hand on my bare knee, she admitted it was.

"There are these great friends of mine," she said. "I was hoping you would come along -- I’m quite sure none of them have ever fucked an Indian before, and you have such a delightful body and a lovely way of fucking. And you would get to have sex with so many different people! Please come...."

How could I refuse? Helga was delighted when I agreed, and said that she would get Franz and Otto to escort us. And that was it. I left soon after, because I wanted to go back to my hotel and sleep all day long, before catching up on work. and then the next evening would be the party.

I was filled with excitement as the evening of the party drew near. I had read a lot about the pleasures of ‘swinging’ and it was very exciting to know that I would soon be doing just that.

Helga had told me there would be three other couples apart from the four of us, and all of them would be very sexually interesting people. I was keen to really stand out --- if this was going to be my first experience of swinging, I wanted to be sexier than all the other women there --- and that would not be easy, especially if they all looked as good as Helga!

I cancelled all my other appointments for the day and spent a good part of the day relaxing in the hotel beauty parlor, where I got the works done -- spent the rest of the time sleeping. By the time I was waiting for the others to pick me up, I was quite ready. After some thought, I had made my hair into a simple thick plait (open hair is sexy, but so difficult to manage when you are having really good sex!) which I had decorated with flowers that I had made into a simple jodi. I had a silk chiffon draped carefully, as well as a low-cut blouse with a lacy bra that showed through the thin material.

There was a light knock on my door. I opened it to find Otto waiting, and by the sudden light in his eyes, I knew my costume was sexy enough. Coming in, he shut the door and took me in his arms, muttering in German as he held me away form his body and took a long look. Then he held me close, and I turned up my face for a deep kiss. As I brushed my hips against him I could feel the large and rock solid lump in his crotch -- for a moment, I even considered having a quick one-two right there in the room!!

But the others were waiting, and we rushed down to join them in the car. Helga looked as gorgeous as always in a lovely silver gown cut low in front and back. As we started off, she leaned over and we kissed deep, and I placed a hand on her breast. It was not surprising to realize that she had no underclothes on beneath the gown ---her nipple was a hard point in my palm!

In almost no time, we were driving up a long dark driveway to an impressive looking house, one of the residences of our host, an Arab called Khalid. Khalid himself came out to greet us -- a tall, dark and handsome type who immediately took Helga in his arms and kissed her deeply, his hands cupping her buttocks and holding her crotch firmly against him. She then introduced me and I actually saw his eyes light up as I got out of the car --- a lovely compliment!! Then he bowed and kissed my hand as he welcomed me to his house --- but I wanted more. So I reached up and pulled his head down to mine, finding his eager lips with mine and slipping my tongue into his wet and warm mouth. I shuddered with desire as I felt his capable hands run over my ass and move up to my bare midriff, where they caressed my bare skin.

At last, we broke apart. The others were waiting, Helga smiling with approval. We then went into the house, Khalid’s arm still casually around me, a hand on my buttocks.

The others were waiting inside -- Lydia, a short blond Parisian with a lovely full figure crammed into a little black dress; Karen, another German, dark haired and tall in a low-cut blouse and skirt combination; and Hanna, an Oriental (I later found out she was Vietnamese) who was very different because of her slim, almost boyish figure, tightly encased in a silk blouse and slit skirt that showed a sexy length of stocking covered thigh every time she moved.

The other two guys were Americans, one blond and one dark -- Jim and Mark. Big, muscular types -- the expert cunt-pounding ones!!

Introductions were performed all around -- normal ones -- you would have thought we were all meeting for a simple dinner party. We stood around talking for a while and then Khalid opened the doors at the end of the hall and invited us in. it was a large room, richly carpeted, lots of divans and cushions, a large television against one wall and a bar against another. As we sat around and made ourselves comfortable, two of the guys served out drinks while Khalid fussed over the television.

For a while, we just sat and talked. Some of it simple stuff, like the rising dollar, but some of it sexy -- like Hanna, who was sitting next to me and wanted to know if I had ever fucked an Oriental. She then went on to describe for the entire interested party how she had once spent an entire weekend with a Zen Buddhist who had kept her in almost continuous ecstasy with his training and control.

A real sexy story and by the time she finished, the ice was well broken. Everyone was sitting around casually, drinks close to hand. The only unusual sight was the open sexual touching and feeling that was going on -- Helga was perched on Jim’s lap, stroking his hair as his lips caressed her neck; Karen was sitting opposite Otto and had a foot in his lap, caressing his crotch; Mark had an arm around Lydia’s shoulders and she was sipping Scotch from his glass.

Sudden sound from the television, made us all turn to look. Khalid had put on a blue film and the screen now showed a sweaty big bosomed blonde astride a muscular stud, rocking back and forth as he pounded up from below, his hard cock pistoning in and out of her hole. The sound of their sex filled the room, Khalid’s hidden speaker system amplifying her hot moans and the squishy sound as their crotches met.

We were all affected by the sight. I know I could feel my cunt really oozing juice as I thought of the five cocks in this room, all of which I intended to have sooner or later. As I crossed my legs, attempting to relieve some of the pressure in my loins, I wonder4ed who would be the first to fuck me.




Letters to Purvi Ch. 06



I didn’t have to wonder for long. I looked up from arranging my sari over my knees to find our host himself, standing in front of me.

"May I have the first fuck," he enquired, smiling. "Something tells me you could be quite an interesting experience."

"I’d love to," I replied, smiling up at him. "I can guarantee that I'll fuck you like no one has ever done before!"

He laughed. "Is that a promise?"

I placed a hand over his crotch, allowing my fingers to lightly stroke the lump there. "Why don't you show me what you’ve got," I teased, "Then we will know what we’re going to do with it......"

Khalid needed no further urging. As the others watched interestedly, He quickly stripped, throwing each article to the side --- until he was standing there before me, his cock standing proudly erect, a lovely dark nine inches of muscled meat with a tiny drop of pre-cum at its very tip.

I smiled up at him "Want me to get it all wet?" And without waiting for an answer, I leaned forward and using one finger to tilt his tool towards my mouth, I ran my tongue over the throbbing head, delighting in the smooth velvety feel of the hot skin. I spent a couple of minutes like this, licking all over his tool until it was gleaming with my saliva, before opening my mouth wide and sinking it between my lips and down my throat. Khalid let out a muffled moan.

All other talk had ceased and I knew the others were watching with the greatest of interest as I put on the best cock-sucking show I had ever done. The only sounds apart from the somewhat wet sounds of my lips on Khalid’s cock were the amplified pants from the porno.

Khalid’s hand felt behind my head and he grasped my thick braid of hair, holding my head in position as he began to rock his hips, sending his cock sliding in and out of my mouth, fucking my face. I had my hands on his crotch, controlling his thrusts so that I did not have to take too much, but he was sending the tip of his tool into my throat with every thrust.

My sari pallu fell lower, away from my breasts. Deciding that it was high time I showed them what we Indian girls were made of, I pushed Khalid away, releasing his prick from my lips but holding it in my hand. I pulled him towards the sofa and let him fall into a sitting position, even as I rose to my feet, allowing my pallu to fall away. Khalid reached out and caught the end of the sari as it fell, and began to pull, smiling all the while.

I turned slightly, allowing him to pull the sari from me. In seconds, I felt the knot at my waist give way and then I was standing there, clad only in my blouse and petticoat! I looked around, then down at Khalid, running my hands over my bosom. Then, slowly, teasingly, I unsnapped my blouse buttons, one by one. Smiling down at Khalid, I then shrugged it off my shoulders and showed him my creamy white globes, held in only by a black lacy bra. Then I undid my petticoat, and it fell about my feet. Finally, I reached behind my back and unsnapped my bra hook, letting it fall away. Now all I had on were my panties. These I slowly rolled down my thighs, allowing all of them to have a good look at the lips of my pussy while Khalid got to ogle my breasts.

There was a collective sigh as I straightened up. I was prepared now to abandon herself to pleasure – and Khalid was to be my first fuck! I leaned forward and kissed him passionately on the lips, letting my tongue rub up against his. I then pulled him up and over, till I was lying back on that deep, soft carpet, right in the middle of the lot of them. I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him tightly.

"All right, Khalid darling," I whispered softly in his ear. " Go ahead. Do it. Go ahead and do what ever you want with me."

Khalid moaned and kissed me again, pressing his stiff cock against me as he ran his fingers down my stomach. He bent his head and sucked on my sensitive nipples as I panted with pleasure, also feeling him stroke the hair around my pussy. I parted my thighs and pressed my pussy lips against his hand, moaning and running my hands through his hair as he began moving his head down across my chest, reaching my stomach, kissing it softly and biting gently and then moving on to my navel and sending shivers through me by tickling it with the tip of his tongue.

I shivered as he ran his mouth across my belly, licking and kissing the expanse of soft, trembling flesh as he reached the top of my triangle of curly pussy hair, now filled with the aroma of my flowing juices. Then Khalid pushed my legs apart and crawled between them, holding on to my soft thighs with each hand and massaging the smoothness of my legs with gentle caresses of his fingertips. I was breathing in short, choppy gasps and wiggled my ass as I threw my head back on the carpet, closing my eyes and waiting breathlessly for his tongue to slip into my cunt. I arched my asscheeks up from the floor and groaned as I felt his fingers deftly parting the red, meaty lips of my cunt. As he pulled the lips apart, I could feel the cool air-conditioning pass over my cunt lips, then the warmth of his breath as he blew softly into my pussy.

"Oh, please!" I moaned, "please, Khalid, don’t wait any longer!" I pushed my cunt closer to his face, feeling his nose slip between my cuntlips. I shook violently and gasped deep in my throat as Khalid slowly pulled the lips of my hot wet pussy wide apart and shoved his tongue in as far as it would go. "Oh, Khalid, fuck me with your tongue!" I sighed in excitement. I lifted my legs high into the air, opening my cunt wide and squeezed his head between my thighs as he sucked hungrily on my deep, delicious pussy. He in turn, shoved his hands beneath my ass and squeezed on my soft ass cheeks. He fucked his tongue in and out with renewed speed and energy as I thrust my cunt up at his face. And he reached up with one hand and slipped one finger into my pussy next to his tongue.

I moaned deep in my throat as I felt my pussy begin to tremble and quake with the warm glow of orgasm. I reached down and put my hands on Khalid’s shoulders. "Please. I want you to fuck me now, please, I want you to fuck me now, please, Khalid." I begged him, forgetting the others as I lost my senses in the fuck. As excited as me, Khalid crawled on top and we embraced tightly, cramming our tongues out of each other’s mouths. We sucked hungrily on each other’s tongues as Khalid positioned his throbbing ramrod of a prick at the mouth of my hot pulsating pussy. I wrapped my legs around his ass tightly, causing my ass to rise from the bed. I pressed my soft breasts against him and felt my hard nipples scrape his wiry chest hair. I kissed him long and passionately, gripping his head in my hands and moving it from side to side while I chewed passionately at his mouth.

"Are you ready for my cock?" he whispered in my ear, taking a tit in each hand and kneading it feverishly.

"Oh, yes!" I hugged him and moaned, trembling from head to foot as his hairy dick began pushing open the lips of my wet hole. "Oh, Khalid!" I cried, as his cock slipped in deeper and deeper. I gripped his ass even tighter. "Fuck me, oh, fuck me, fuck me!"

Khalid pushed his hips toward me, kissing and biting my lips, then with one blinding, determined thrust of his ass, he pushed his rock hard cock all the way into my boiling pussy. The force of the assault scared me slightly and I whimpered and pulled away slightly. Perhaps sensing my reaction, he withdrew his prick for a split second and then with twice the force as before, slammed it back into me again, right up to the hilt, grinding his ass from side to side, making the tip of his prick swing back and forth inside me.

"Is that good enough for you, Lali?" he panted, drawing it out and then shoving his cock back into my squishy cunt with all his weight.

I screamed, both in pain and pleasure. I had never been fucked so violently before – I loved it! I rocked my ass up and down violently, tugging and pulling at Khalid’s prick as if I wanted to tear it loose from his crotch. He accepted the challenge with renewed and concentrated frenzy, and slammed his hard wet tool into me with incredible force, mashing my ass back into the soft wool carpet.

I was moaning loudly now, lost in passion. "Oh you’re so good, you’re so good, Khalid!!" I rotated my hips and began gasping helplessly, as if I was about to lose my breath, but I managed to gasp out that I was about to cum. I hugged him tight and forced my ass up against him, trying to get every inch of his cock far into my hot pussy. He held me hard as he drove his dick deeper into my dripping fuck hole.

"Oh, Lali," he cried, fucking into me with even greater force. "I’m cuming too! I’m cuming too!" He forced his cock in deep and pressed his heavy balls against me as we trembled and shook uncontrollably with the pleasure waves of our simultaneous climax, kissing and moaning as the cum juice mixed in my shaking cunt.

I squeezed hard with my cunt, pressing out the last drops of Khalid’s sperm and making him moan with appreciation.

I lay with my eyes shut for a while, savouring the afterglow of a good fuck. Khalid rolled off me and I felt almost a sense of loss as his now softening tool slipped out of my hole. Then still panting, I opened my eyes and looked around…

Obviously, everyone had been rather affected by our display – if there had been any hesitation at getting down to the business of the evening, there was certainly none now! Lydia’s blonde head was arched back over the arm of a chair while Franz leaned over her, his hips working busily between her spread thighs. Her scarlet tipped nails were making marks in his back and I knew from her moans that she was getting a good poking. Karen and Helga had teamed up over Otto’s cock and were kneeling on either side of his thighs while he watched happily as they ran their lips and tongues over his monster dick.

I felt a soft touch on my thigh and looked down to see Hanna smiling up at me. As I watched, she gently spread my legs and bent her head to my crotch, where I saw her little pink tongue dart out and into my hairy mound. Then she moaned deeply into my slit, never stopping her licking. I looked further down and saw that Mark had her by the hips and was sliding a very respectably thick dick into her slit. And then I felt a touch on my shoulder and looked up to see Jim smiling down at me, blond and blue-eyed, gently stroking a very nice fair skinned dick that was rearing out of the nest of cute blond curls at his crotch.

I smiled back up at him and reached up for his prick. He immediately responded and sat down, swinging one leg astride me and lowering his tool to my lips. Moaning at the sight of that thick and lengthy battering ram, I wondered how deep I would be able to take it.. I used two hands on his thick shaft and inhaled the sweaty fragrance of him. Then I moved to that cock with quivering lips.

I rested my closed lips on the velvety expanse of his knob to feel the beating pulse of his organ. The I lathered his cockhead and pushed the tip of my tongue against his opening. He groaned.

Meanwhile Hanna was making me groan with the expert cunt-lapping she was giving me down there. Her head bobbed at my crotch and I could feel the quiver of each thrust Mark gave her.

Jim thrust inward and my tongue became exhausted from the massive weight and strength of him. His hips rocked back and forth until half of his hard-on was buried in my face. Faster and faster he rocked until my neck was strained from his delicious fucking.

Then it happened. His hips became electric, pounding pleasure into my mouth. I locked my lips to his sliding cock head and held on to his sweaty hips for dear life.

The sperm exploded from his cock and rushed down my throat. On and on, it slithered and soothed the dryness and desire I felt for him. Oh Purvi darling, there is nothing like the lovely taste of fresh sperm as it fills your mouth!

At my crotch, Hanna had stopped abruptly, going rigid. Then she screamed softly, into my pussy, as she came, shuddering against my thighs. As I sat up, wiping a few extra drops of cum from my chin with the corner of my discarded sari, Hanna collapsed to her stomach, moaning softly.

With all this, I had cum only once. All that cock-sucking and having my cunt eaten had left me very horny indeed and I was very interested as I watched Mark’s thick cock slide out of Hanna – it was still hard, as he had obviously not come yet.

Mark saw where I was looking and waved me over. He stretched on the floor, his rigid glistening cock aimed at the ceiling. "Sit on my cock," he said in a deep sexy voice laced with hunger. Hovering at his hips, I lowered onto his stiffness. "Oh Wow!" I sobbed, feeling his cock filling and thrilling me.

My pussy seemed to stretch and stretch as he pushed higher with his hard cock. He lifted me off the floor with rousing humps and palmed my tits throughout the sultry fucking.

Sperm shot high in my hole. Seconds later, I rode his rigid cock to a blissful climax. I fell forward onto his chest, breathing deeply of his lovely male smell, enjoying the feeling of his semen filling my hole.

Some time later, I was sitting quietly on one of the sofas, sipping a glass of champagne. Most of us had gotten at least one if not two orgasms and the pace had slowed a little, since the real horny edge had been taken off. Karen had tried to get all the girls to form a ‘daisy chain’ (that’s with each of us sucking another girl while a third girl does it to us, thus forming a complete circle), but she hadn’t got enough enthusiasm yet. The girls were of course far harder at it than the men since the guys needed to conserve their cum – one the nice things of being a healthy female is that you can do it as often as you like as long as your are in the mood – you don’t need to wait for an erection!

Khalid was sitting back in an armchair, with Helga lazily draped over his legs, licking at his semi-erect cock. Mark and Otto were having a drink and watching the new porno which was on the big TV. Karen was bent over the back of another armchair, getting a slow and obviously deep poking from Franz. Lydia and Hanna were sprawled on the carpet at my feet, entwined in a sixty nine, while Jim lay next to them, watching intently. Even as I watched, Lydia moaned deeply and came, shaking slightly.

Soon afterwards, she was sitting next to me on the sofa, having got herself some snacks and an another glass of champagne. We were chatting idly, watching the others and wondering who would be horny enough to give Otto a go. I thought about it, but decided that maybe one of the other women would be a better choice, since I was finding Jims’s slowly stiffening tool rather interesting.

The Helga sat up and called Otto over. "Come on, you poor darling," she said. "You look like you are ready to burst and it is quite a while since you put that huge thing in me last.." Otto grinned sheepishly and ambled over, his pole sticking out of his crotch like a small baseball bat.

"I want it from behind" Helga announced. She then went over to Hanna, who was lying to one side on the carpet and kneeling ran her fingers over Hanna’s small breasted frame. Helga smiled down at her and then covered her body with her own. It was quite a sight to see – Hanna's slim, almost boyish figure covered by Helga’s voluptuous one. Helga immediately buried her face in Hanna’s crotch and the other girl responded with a deep sigh and reached up to bring Helga’s cunt to her lips.

Both girls were hard at it when Otto came up and stood over them, stroking his now hard dong. Then he carefully knelt behind Helga and moved his hips into position. Hanna abruptly let go of Helga’s waist and reached up to the monster tool hanging over her. Mouth stretched wide, she managed to take his large cockhead into her mouth and I could see her jaw work as she ran her tongue over it. She continued to lick him for a while, until Otto’s moans told her that he was really ready to go. Then she reached up and positioned his bulging head at the entrance to Helga’s cunt.

Otto held Helga firmly by the hips and began to ease himself into her. We all watched with bated breath as he pressed harder and harder, slowly sliding in. Helga moaned throatily once or twice, but we could see that she was pushing back at him just as hard. Finally, his pubic hair was mashed up against her soft buttocks and we all breathed a collective sigh of excitement as he began to slow fuck her.

I felt horny as I let the fingers of my right hand slip between my cunt-lips, parting them, slowly stroking the soft folds, lingering on the raised flesh of my clit.

I felt hands warmly stroking my legs and thighs It was Jim, who was now kneeling between my parted thighs. I moaned as the hair on his head tickled the sensitive skin between my legs. His fingers squeezed my buttocks together in a rhythm that sent spirals surging through my stomach.

Then his tongue found my warm, moist nest. My fingers clenched into his crisp hair, holding his wandering tongue to me. I threw back my head and moaned as sensation after sensation crashed through my body. I was teetering on the brink of explosion. One final lick and I skyrocketed through the ceiling, my juices spilling out and covering his mouth and chin.

Jim dragged his face over my body, licking as he went along. His arms cradled me gently, as I convulsed with after shocks. Murmuring sexy words, his lips wandered over my face and neck. I could smell myself on him. I began to get turned on all over again. His lips and tongue latched onto one nipple and then the other, alternately licking biting and sucking. I could feel the sensation all the way to my toes.

Eager to touch him, I buried my hands in the crisp curly hair covering his chest. Teasingly, I mimicked the motions he was making on my breasts with my fingers. He groaned as I wet my fingertips and swirled them around his hard tight nipples. His massive cock kept rubbing on my leg, demanding attention.

Such stiffness deserved a reward. I slipped off the sofa and my mouth lapped at the tip of his rod. My hands cupped his buttocks, kneading them gently as I sucked him deeper into my mouth. Jim swore as I played with his butt and anus, and his cock jerked in my mouth as I stroked his balls, scraping them gently with my long nails.

I sucked as hard as I could, knowing he was going to cum at any second. His hands gripped my head as he dragged his thick cock in and out of my mouth. I continued teasing his balls; he lost his load when I dragged my fingernails over the sensitive skin covering his hipbones. His cum shot to the back of my throat and I tried to swallow the entire wad. Some trickled out of my mouth and onto my chin. I let his prick slide out my mouth as I darted my tongue out to catch the bit of cum that had escaped.

Panting, Jim brought his cock back to my mouth. "Make me hard," he challenged huskily. "I want to fuck that wet cunt of yours." More than willing, I licked his shaft, teasing the head and lapping at his balls until he was rock hard and ready for action.

In one smooth move he pulled me to my feet. Placing his hands under my cheeks, he lifted me onto his straining cock – he must have been really strong – I am certainly no light weight!. He slid right into me, filling me to capacity. I felt my pussy walls stretching and clenching with joy. I was desperately holding onto his shoulders as he held me, the sensation of fucking in mid-air was both new and fantastic, but I wanted more. More depth. More motion.

Sensing my need, Jim turned around and set me on the edge of nearby table. I remember hoping it was strong enough to bear the battering it would have to take. Carefully, I placed my hands on the surface behind me. I arched my back, raising my breasts to his face as he drove in deep. Somehow he managed to lick my nipple. I was so hot, tight and ready to explode. I wanted to cum, but I wanted to see him shoot his load all over me. I had already had plenty of cum juice squirted into my pussy and now I wanted something different.




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"Cum on me," I panted frantically, jerking my hips to match his pace.

"After you," He managed to groan, his face contorted in the throes of ecstasy.

His fingers massaged my aching clit, sending me over the edge, as I screamed hoarsely. He pulled out then, stroking his shaft as his warm cum spurted onto my bush and my stomach. Moaning, I rubbed his creamy sperm over my stomach and breasts.

Well, that was quite a party. I cuddled up with Jim after that and watched as Otto brought Helga to two screaming orgasms. Then we all rested and then formed a long daisy chain, all of us, with me mouthing Mark’s tool and Lydia’s blonde head buried in my dark crotch. We all came more or less at the same time, but I think we girls all came twice before the men finally were able to spurt.

We had all had it by then, totally fucked out. We wearily dressed (I had the toughest time, try summoning enough energy to re-drape a sari after such a long cum session!) and went off home. I went back with Helga and we both went to bed together, though too pooped to do anything more than cuddle, our fingers in each others cunts.

So that was the end of my sexiest experience to date. Now high time you told me a long one of yours. Dying to hear all about the time Uday took you in the ass! I have never had the guts to do it myself. Well, tell me all about it and I will see if that is inspiring enough!

Lots of wet kisses,

Lalitha

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To Be Continued...



Letters to Purvi Ch. 07



The correspondence is between me and a lonely housewife in Calcutta, who has since become a very close friend.

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Darling Purvi,

I am sure you must be really surprised at getting a letter from me. Actually, Lali has told me so much about you that I feel almost know you like an old friend. Lali is actually typing out this letter while I dictate, because she is so much better at this than anyone I know. We are both sitting here on this hot afternoon, comfortable in the AC with only thin silk nighties. Actually, we are just passing the time while waiting for Rajesh to get here so that we can have one of our threesomes – we promised him that we would not start without him, but I got to telling Lali about my stay in Delhi and she was talking about Europe and it is getting increasingly difficult for us to keep our hands off each other. Which is why Lali suggested that we write to you all about my Delhi trip (since she has already told you all about her Europe trip). This way we hope to stay out of mischief.

Actually, I went to Delhi with a couple of classmates of mine. We were all planning to study together for the Bank entrance exams, since one of the girls knew a good tutor. However, when we got there, one of the girls had to go back home to Andhra as her parents had found a match for her. As Roopa had her family in Delhi, it made excellent sense that I stay with her in their big house in South Ex.

I had been there a week already and it looked like it was going to be a very boring, quiet stay. Roopa had a very normal family, two brothers who were slightly older than her and her parents, who were nice and very affectionate. All that changed one morning, a little over a week since we had got there.

Roopa and I had left the house one morning, on our way to the tutor’s. Suddenly, I stopped, because I realised I had not carried my primary notebook, which old Mr. Srinivasan would be very upset about. After a moment’s discussion, we realised we must have left it in one of the upstairs bedrooms where we had been studying the previous night. I decided to walk back and retrieve it, while Roopa went on and started the tuition so that we would not be both late.

I hurried back to the house and slipped in by the back entrance, so as not to disturb anyone. I knew that everyone would probably be out, with the exception of Roopa’s mother, who normally took an elaborate bath around this time. So I quietly went up the stairs and into the bedroom.

I stopped dead. Lying back on the bed, his eyes tight shut, was Roop’s older brother, Parvez. His shorts were wide open and his rigid and beautiful prick, looking like a long, fair spike, stood straight up from his crotch. He was breathing deeply as he moved one hand softly up and down his hard flesh.

I could barely breathe. I felt warmth in my groin as my pussy began to leak with excitement. I think I must have moved slightly, because my bangles (I had worn a lot of glass bangles on one arm) tinkled.

His eyes snapped open. Stunned, he made a move to cover himself, which was difficult, since he was lying on top of the sheet without a cover. Finally, he covered his crotch with both hands, while stammering "I……I’m sorry. Please don’t tell anyone…. I just do it so I can sleep better…" I put a finger to my lips, shushing him and stepped further into the room, my eyes on his crotch. His eyes followed me as I walked up to the bed. When I reached the edge of his bed, I sat down and without asking I touched his dick. He shivered and closed his eyes. "Feels so good," he moaned."Please don’t stop." Stopping was the last thing in the world that I intended to do at that moment. I continued my steady stroking of his cock while I climbed on the bed and straddled his hips. Luckily I had worn a skirt that morning, one of those long midis which go down to knee level. I pulled my skirt up and gathered it around my waist. I then rubbed the tip of his dick against the moist crotch of my panties. "I have a sleeping pill you will like much better than a hand job," I whispered as I pulled the crotch of my panties aside and placed his velvet cock head between my excited pussy lips.

He groaned and lifted his hips, guiding all rigid eight inches of his sweet, hot dick into my hot cunt. I rocked back on my heels and savored each hot stroke while I used my hands on my clit to carry me to a screaming orgasm.

As soon as it hit me, Parvez bellowed loudly and slapped his balls against me as spurt after spurt of hot cream splattered against my insides. I milked every last drop of his man juice from his full balls before I climbed off his exhausted body and snapped the crotch of my panties back into place.

I dropped my skirt back into place and leaned over and kissed him softly on the lips. He was still panting, staring at me with disbelieving eyes. I think he was still adjusting to the fact that the sweet and demure girl he had been seeing around the house had just sat on his cock and fucked him well and truly.

Now that I had had a taste of that magnificent cock, I knew I wanted more. That quickie had just whetted my appetite. This, however was not the time. I could hear some of the servants downstairs and his mother was also somewhere around the house. Even as I remembered this, she called from below, asking Parvez whether he had called out (she had obviously heard his cry of orgasm and thought he was calling for something). He quickly jumped off the bed and zipped himself up and ran to the staircase to assure her that it was nothing. Meanwhile I found my book and quietly left the house by the outer staircase, my pussy swimming with his sperm and the crotch of my panties quite drenched.

I could barely concentrate on my work that day, as all I could do was keep reliving the exquisite feeling of that proud Punjabi cock spearing into me and the way it had filled me so deeply. All I knew was that I wanted more – and I spent a lot of thought on how I was going to get it. It would not be easy because Roop was with me all the while and the day normally went with the tutor. Parvez too had college on most days and it would immediately look strange if he and I were found going off somewhere alone.

And then I had it! I thought I knew how it could work! That night, when Parvez was passing me in a deserted corridor, I stopped him and quickly explained the plan to him. His eyes shone with delight and I knew that the same problem had been occupying him.

The next morning I announced that I would take a while in the bathroom as I was going to wash my hair. This was quite normal, for I had last washed it some days earlier. I made very obvious preparations, asking Roop to help me oil and massage my hair. I then went for my bath, telling her not to wait and to go ahead without me – I would catch up. Parvez meanwhile made a very noisy exit, yelling goodbye to his parents and slamming the door on his way out.

Once in the bathroom, I carefully locked the door and removed my clothes, winding a towel around me. I then checked my make-up (I had put on make-up earlier, telling Roop that I was trying out a new shade of lipstick) and waited. It did not take long.

I must explain here what I had planned. As the upstairs bathroom also adjoined the large verandah, there was a second door between bathroom and verandah so that clothes could easily be carried out for drying. Normally, when one was using the bathroom the door would be locked from inside. I had left it open. And Parvez, after apparently leaving the house, had actually doubled back and jumped over the back wall and run up to the verandah by the outer staircase, invisible to all in the house.

At this point, the door to the balcony opened and Parvez came in silently, carrying his books. His eyes moved excitedly over my nearly nude body and he almost dropped his books. Then he recovered himself and carefully locked that door. I had put my finger to my lips. We had to be very quiet – the house was quite silent and any loud cries would be easily heard.

Parvez then stepped towards me, reaching out, but I stopped him with a gesture and motioned that he must take off his clothes first – I did not want to risk anything getting wet. He understood and nodded, quickly undressing. I waited, watching, as he unveiled that lovely fair body.

Finally, his books and clothes were safely away and he was moving towards me, his lovely dick again standing out from his body, twitching with excitement. With a simple movement, I dropped the towel I was wearing.

His excited eyes moved over my body again and again, and I took in a deep breath, lifting my breasts and enjoying the feel of my rapidly hardening nipples. Then he reached out and covered my breasts with his hands, roughly massaging and playing with the hard nipples, causing me to bite my lip in pleasure.

Parvez then pulled me to him and kissed my open mouth, running his tongue deep into my throat. He grabbed my full breasts with both hands and squeezed them roughly.

"Ohhh, that’s good. Suck them, lover, suck them hard." I whispered. He needed no urging to feast on those tempting nipples and he sucked first one, then the other into his mouth, pausing a second at each one to chew them lightly.

I had meanwhile had got hold of Parvez’s balls and was squeezing them roughly. At any other time it would probably have hurt him, but now it seemed to get him hotter. I grabbed his cock with my other hand and started to slide my hand up and down his shaft to keep it hard; I wanted to have his cock ready for action. Also I really delighted in the feel of that stiffness, the first cock I had touched since Rajesh.

Parvez kissed my neck and I moaned throatily, while he moved his hand between our bodies until he reached my slit. He slid the middle finger down through the moist crevice and began flicking it over my clit. I moaned into his neck and then whispered that perhaps we should lie down.

Luckily the bathroom floor was dry, so there was no pools of cold water to worry about – not that we would have cared. We were far too hot to worry about such minor matters!

We sank down to the floor together. The marble was hard, but cool. I gasped involuntarily as the cool stone touched my flushed skin. Then I reached down and grabbed his cock again. I spread my legs over Parvez’s stomach and slid down so that I could position the head of his cock right at my moist hole.

"Bet you’d like it in there right about now, wouldn’t you?" I teased.

Parvez was panting with his desire as he kissed my neck." Why don’t you put it in?"

"In just a minute," I whispered. "There is something else I want to do first." With that I sat up and moved down till his lovely cock was rearing in my face. Without wasting any time, I pulled on his balls and sucked his stiff cock into my mouth.

Parvez gasped. I think I was the first girl who had ever sucked his cock. "Don’t do too much of that or I will cum in your mouth," he warned me, breathing heavily. I responded by wiggling my tongue inside the head a little way. I then began to lick up and down his throbbing shaft as I slid a finger into my wet pussy.

After a little of this, I let his cock go reluctantly and looked up at him – after all, I really wanted feel him spurt inside me again. Maybe I would drink his sperm later. "Why don’t we get onto the main course?" I said, looking up at him. He pulled me up and on top of him and we kissed. I spread my legs across his stomach and started rubbing my slit against the tip of his prick.

"Let me get on top," Parvez whispered in my ear. I rolled off him and stretched out on the floor with my legs lifted high in the air. "Hurry, please hurry," I whispered.

He nodded, his eyes on my throbbing slit "Wow….. you’re wet already."

Parvez settled down on top of me and I promptly wrapped my legs around his ass. Probing awhile to find my hole, using the head of his cock as his guide, Parvez finally rammed the full length of his staff into my moist cunt. He held it in all the way for a few seconds, then began slowly sliding it in and out the slippery channel.

"You’d better start to pump harder than that!" I said as he panted into my neck. "I’m ready to cum right now." He obliged and began to pound his cock into me.

"Oooooohhhhhh, that’s good!" I moaned breathlessly. I was beginning to buck wildly under him now, flinging my hips up against his ramrod so that his balls smacked wetly against my ass. The floor was hard beneath us and I’m sure his knees must have been hurting, but we were both too hot to care.

"Any second now," Parvez whispered harshly into my ear. "Right about ...... right.......about........NOW!" His voice was somewhere between a grunt and a suppressed yell as the first spurt of cum raced through the length of his cock and exploded into my wet cunt. I had managed to hold back until he started squirting his love juice into me and as I felt that first load splash off the walls of my steaming cunt, I started to cum, my pussy contracting again and again. I threw my head back as far as I could and rolled it from side to side as I arched my hips up to meet Parvez’s still jerking cock. He was licking my throat and tits as the walls of my cunt melted around his cock, bathing it in my hot, sticky cum juice. Parvez gasped again and again as he strained to get every last ounce of cum into my eager pussy. His twitching cock continued to shoot load after load into it, and we both bucked wildly as the last spasms shook our bodies in one final wave.

When he had finished emptying his balls into me, he rolled off and lay panting on the floor. I sighed deeply and sat up.

Almost immediately I was on my knees between his legs, sucking his cock. I sucked it hard, loving the taste of our mixed juices. After a few minutes it began to stir and grow until it was fully hard. I wasted not a second, climbing on top of him where he lay. Coming off my knees, I settled into a full squat, reaching between my legs to guide his cock into my cunt. He slipped it in easily, and with one mighty shove, I settled. Parvez was in up to his balls. I started to slowly fuck his cock, working it in and out of my cunt in slow steady strokes.

I began to glide up and down that lovely cock and Parvez helped me by massaging and rubbing my sensitive breasts. The feeling of having him inside me was driving me crazy and I wasn’t going to let him out for a long time. I slid up and down slowly, savoring that special feeling I get when just the very tip is inside. It was like being on the edge of something warm and sexy and then as it slid back in, I felt whole again. I raised myself on my knees and Parvez started thrusting up at me, panting softly. It was a repeat of our previous day’s sex as I desperately rubbed my clit in time with his thrusts, eager to reach a new climax – and soon. I couldn’t remember how long we had been in there, but I knew I couldn’t pretend to be having a bath forever. Then I came, a warm, lovely orgasm that left me shaking and gasping, my head bowed over Parvez, my hair covering his face. And that was when he groaned softly and I felt his cock spasm inside me again – and soft spurts of his semen flowing into me. Even though he was young and strong, he had just cum earlier and his balls were obviously not up to a major cum yet.

And it was then, with me draped, panting, over his warm body that his mother called from behind the locked door, asking whether I wanted anything, because she was going out to the market. We both stiffened in panic and I rolled off Parvez. I called back through the door, thanking her and telling her I would be out shortly and turned to find Parvez pulling on his jeans in a panic. He dressed quickly and barely stopped to give me a quick embrace and a kiss before he left, checking carefully that the coast was clear.

I somehow finished my bath and managed to go for my classes, though I kept dozing off while listening to the tutor. For this I was scolded and sent home early, wondering all the while what he would say if I told him I was simply tired from the exertion of having two orgasms earlier that morning.

The next few days, Parvez and I lay low. We showed no unusual interest in each other, though twice wen we were passing each other in the passage or the staircase we fondled each other – the first time he surprised me by hastily grasping a breast while he brushed past me, but the second time I was ready for him and as I went past him on the stair I reached for his crotch and squeezed. It was nice to feel the immediate hardness that grew there.

For the next week nothing else happened, which was very frustrating for me. Parvez had obviously got a bad scare when his mother had almost discovered us in the bathroom and did not dare to make another move on me. For my part, I had gotten used to getting well poked at least once a week or more when in Bombay, since Rajesh always took good care of me, especially while Lali was away in Europe. So by the end of the week, I was very horny again, and the thought that there was a nice fuckable prick in the same house which I could not get to was very frustrating indeed.

About ten days later, Parvez’s older brother, Mickey returned. He was working and spent a lot of time on the oil rigs and came back every two months or so for long leave. He was very different – taller and heavier – very fair and handsome, very virile. I knew he must have plenty of girlfriends, but there was obviously no one special.

Things came to a head one evening. The family had been invited to a family wedding and I begged off, wanting to just relax at home. Actually, I planned to have a cozy masturbation session, and [perhaps get rid of some of my pent-up frustration.

So there I was, naked in my bedroom, all alone in the empty house, lying on the bed and stroking my clit. It felt nice but I kept wishing Rajesh would visit Delhi so that I could get fucked soon. This was even more frustrating than not getting any cock at all…

Suddenly, the bell rang downstairs. Thinking it was one of the servants, I grabbed one of Roop’s silk robes and ran downstairs tying the cord around me. Imagine my surprise when I found Mickey there! He explained that he had gotten bored with the whole affair and since it was going to go one well into the small hours of the morning, had pleaded a headache ands come home.

I saw his eyes drop to my chest for a moment and knew that he had seen the outline of my excited nipples against the thin cloth. However I did not think it unusual when he invited me into his room to taste a new wine that he had brought back with him.

We relaxed and talked, sipping the wine – it was French and quite good. I felt it move warmly down my throat and after half a glass I began to relax, forgetting for the moment that I was in alone in a room with a comparative stranger and dressed only in a thin silk robe. Perhaps it was the heightened state of excitement that I had moved into with the preparatory masturbation… perhaps it was general horniness. All I could think of was that I wished I was back in Bombay with my lovers to keep me company.

Mickey was talking about a girl he had almost been engaged to and how the entire thing had broken off. I'm afraid I was too lost in my own dreams to pay much attention to what he was saying -- until he reached over and took my hand.

I looked into his eyes. I felt a strong thrill run through my body. He began caressing my hand as he held it tightly between his.

Mickey pulled me to him slowly, staring into my eyes all the time. I offered no resistance as his lips closed over mine. We kissed lightly for several seconds, then he grabbed my head in his hands and crushed his mouth down on mine, spearing his tongue deep within my throat. Through my robe, as our bodies pressed together I could feel his prick stiffen. He was lucky it was pointing straight up from his stomach, or it might have poked right through his pants.




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Mickey’s sudden move had caught me by surprise, but if I had any objection to kissing him I forgot about it when I felt his thick tongue jab through my teeth and immediately begin flicking against my tongue. It felt so different, so good to have a man’s tongue in my mouth again, playing over my teeth and gums. I began to respond warmly to it; I sucked his tongue deeper into my mouth and chewed on it with my teeth. It was heavenly, so thick and wet and alive. I could feel the fire deepen in my loins as Mickey continued to thrill me with his probing, licking tongue.

But his tongue wasn’t the only thing Mickey had in motion. While we were locked in our deep, wet kiss, Mickey managed to push his hand up between our tightly pressed bodies, feeling my stomach as he did so. Finally he reached what he was feeling for. He slid his hand through the loose top of my robe and closed it over an aching breast.

I moaned, my tongue still licking at Mickey’s, and even venturing outside my mouth occasionally to lick at his teeth. His hand felt so good, so manly. I twisted and rubbed my body against his as his hand expertly worked over my breast, massaging it softly, then squeezing hard enough to send shivers of pleasure racing through my body. His fingers worked the same way on my nipple, rubbing and pinching it until it stood hard and erect, begging for more.

Mickey kissed me lightly on my neck, pausing for a second to lick his tongue wetly over the flesh there. He then lowered his head quickly and closed his mouth over the nipple on that breast. He pulled it gently inside, then began nibbling and sucking on it until it was hard. again and again he ran his tongue over the stiff tip, and each time he did that, I couldn’t help but shiver with delight.

As Mickey continued sucking and chewing on my tit, which was becoming red now where he gently nipped me, he slid his hand down the front of my robe. It passed over my stomach, and I trembled as I imagined his hard cock buried right now in my belly. He paused to rub my stomach lightly, then he continued down my leg, where he parted the robe and began to caress my thighs.

As Mickey began slowly moving his hand up my thigh, kneading and stroking my flesh all the way, he reached up with his other hand and pulled the robe down off my shoulders. It was loose, and it slid off easily, leaving the top part of my body completely exposed. My two ball-shaped breasts pointed out straight and proud, inviting his mouth to tease and service them. His hand was now brushing up against the thick hair lining my cunt. He gently pulled my thighs open and clamped his hand tightly over my hairy mound.

It was already hot, and as he slipped his middle finger into the slit of my pussy, he found it was already wet too. He quickly found my clit with his finger and began rubbing it. Continuing to rub his middle finger over the swelling clit, his other fingers were burrowing into the thick folds of flesh. Finally he shoved his middle finger as far as it would go up my wet, steaming hole.

Mickey stared at my breasts for a few seconds, running his tongue over his lips as I relaxed, resting my head against the back of the couch. Then he dropped his eyes down to the large V of my crotch. I knew he could see the crevice of my mound where it began just above the top of my thighs. He obviously wanted to see more of that slit. But first, he stood quickly, stripped his clothes off and threw them on the bed. He grabbed his cock and stroked it a few times. It stood out straight and long, a good eight inches of thick-veined meat. The head too was large and the skin was stretched so tight across it.

He knelt down again in front of me. I knew he wanted to pull apart my thighs and shove his hot cock all the way up me. But he didn’t, not yet. He wanted to have my pussy in his mouth first, and he was going to.

Mickey placed his hands on the insides of my thighs and drew them gently apart. I let them open easily. I knew what he going to do, and I wanted him to do it. As my legs opened as far as they could without my lifting them, I felt the cool rush of air over my exposed cunt. I wanted Mickey to see my pussy, to feel it, to taste it, and -- yes-- to fuck it! I wanted his cock inside me, fucking me again and again. But I was still controlled enough to know that if I told him now, I would probably miss feeling his tongue licking inside my cunt, and I wanted to feel it. I wanted him to suck me to a climax first, and as a reward, I would give him the best piece of ass he ever had in his life.

Mickey looked at the slit hidden in the hair of my crotch. He ran his hands up the insides of my thighs, sending shivers down my back. When he reached my cunt, he put the first two fingers of both his hands in my slit. Slowly, Mickey pulled the lips of my pussy apart. I heard his breath stop in delight and I saw his cock gave an excited jerk as the folds of my pussy were now completely exposed. He examined the glistening flesh as his fingers began to work up and down the sides of my cunt. He could obviously see the tiny clitoris hiding underneath the inner lips, and he pulled them apart to get a better look. And as soon as he had pulled me tight open, he dipped his head between my legs and fastened his lips on it.

I groaned as the contact with my pussy was made. It was so intimate, so sexy to have this man’s mouth working over my cunt. I threw my head further back on the couch and began rolling it from side to side as I felt Mickey’s thick tongue snake up into my hole, licking the smooth walls, probing deep into me. I wanted to hold on a little longer before I started helping him, but the licking and sucking of my pussy was too much to be taken passively. Slowly I began to raise my legs until I had them high in the air. I was completely open to him now.

Mickey placed his hands on the back of my thighs to help me keep my legs in the air as his mouth continued to hungrily lick and suck the juices from my dripping cunt. He buried his face in the thick hair and flesh of my slit as his tongue and lips continued to probe the wet hole that would soon hold his cock.

Mickey stood up quickly, still holding one of my legs in the air. He stared down at my now wide-open slit and the dark hole at the bottom of it. He obviously couldn’t wait any longer to shove his cock inside. Grabbing both of my legs by the calves, he lifted them high in the air and spun me around on the couch. He then got on himself and kneeled between my legs, his cock pointing straight at my face.

For the first time, I got an opportunity to look at Mickey’s body. I started at his chest, which was full and dark with hair, but my eyes dropped quickly down to his cock. I couldn’t help but gasp. It looked huge, and the heavy balls that swung below the shaft were at least twice the size of any of the two others I had seen. I had never seen a man built as powerfully as Mickey. Excitement spread through my body as I realized that I wanted to be fucked harder and longer now than I had even been fucked in my life.

Mickey was watching my face as she examined his cock. I knew he could see the pure lust that was running through my mind as I ran my tongue over my lips. As I glanced back up at his face, I could almost read his mind. He would fuck me, there was no doubt about that, but he thought my mouth would be excellent to take the edge off so he could screw me till I couldn’t take any more. It probably wouldn’t take much sucking, as he was pretty excited, so he could fuck my mouth quickly and then get into my hole fast.

Mickey pulled my legs down onto the couch. He then got up and stepped up to my head, where I could get a better look at his cock. I knew what he wanted me to do, and as I watched that rock-hard prick coming closer and closer to my face, I could hardly keep from grabbing it and sucking it all into my mouth.

But Mickey wanted to relax while I was sucking him. He knelt on the couch and straddled my chest, and when he sat down he crushed my breast so hard that I let out a yelp of pain. Mickey shifted a little so that his weight was more on his legs than on my chest.

"Is that better, " he asked huskily. I nodded.

I reached out and grabbed Mickey's huge prick in both her hands. " Are you ready for this?" I whispered.

Mickey grinned "I suggest you stop rubbing my cock and get those beautiful lips of yours around it before you get a face-full of cum.:"

I smiled as I fondled his balls. Then I pulled his cock to my mouth and sucked the head inside.

"That’s it, suck it good," Mickey grunted, holding my head in his hands. I responded to his urging by drawing even more of the shaft into my mouth. Mickey moaned out aloud and with a sudden thrust, he rammed half of his cock into my mouth, and while he held my head tightly so that I couldn’t pull away, he began pumping load after load of cum down my throat.

I almost choked at the unexpected flood, but I had no intention of pulling away, even if I could. I delighted in having Mickey fuck his big prick into my mouth as he now started to do. I wanted him to do it, wanted every last drop of his cum that his balls had stored up. I reached up and began squeezing and pulling on his balls in an effort to keep the delicious cum flowing into my stomach.

"Ohh yes, yes, that’s it, keep doing it yes.... yes squeeze them harder, you sexy fucking bitch."

I obeyed. I grabbed his balls in both hands and squeezed them hard. All Mickey could do now was grunt and moan as he continued to rock his hips back and forth. I took one hand off his balls and reached behind them, sliding my middle finger into the crack of his ass to find the small hole. I quickly poked my finger up to the first knuckle in his tight asshole.

"Oh yes, darling. Keep me coming." Mickey was just about finished, but my finger in his ass made him give his cock a couple of extra jerks to get all the cum he could into my mouth.

I continued to lick and suck the cock in her mouth as it slowly began to deflate. I loved it; it was so servile that it thrilled me again and again as I pictured him straddled over me, pumping his cock in my mouth while I was a willing slave beneath him.

I watched as Mickey got off the couch and sat back down between my legs.

"That was great. Where did you learn to suck cock like that?"

I smiled at him and at the same time spread my legs and put a finger in my pussy.

"It just comes natural with me. Like fucking."

I now began to pant softly as my finger began to dip deeper into her slit.

"Mickey, can you get hard again?" I whispered hoarsely as I began to roll my hips faster and faster on the couch.

"I’m not sure... you really drained me. Want me to do it for you? I can still make you happy."

"No, rub your cock, get it up. Do anything, but get that big cock of yours hard, I’m almost ready to cum"

Mickey looked down at my wide open pussy watched my finger dig deep into her hole. He grabbed his cock and began stroking it and at the same time he put the middle finger of his other hand below my finger in my cunt.

"Is it hard yet?" I groaned. I wished he would hurry up and shove that big hunk of meat inside me before I came on our fingers.

"It’s getting there, hold on a minute and I’ll fuck you harder than you’ve ever been fucked before." He was jerking on his cock furiously now, and it was responding quickly. Soon it was standing straight out, not quite as rigid as the time before, but still enough to delight any girl!

"I’m ready, move your hand." I removed my finger and reached up to pull Mickey down to me. He dropped on me quickly, guiding his eager cock to my dripping pussy with his hand.

I must have jumped a foot when I felt the electrifying touch of Mickey’s cock head on the swollen sensitive lips of my cunt. It was so hard and smooth. I envisioned it pumping in and out of my aching cunt as it had pumped in my mouth. I wanted it in all the way, and now. With one fast move, I lunged upward with my ass and buried the huge cock completely in my pussy.

"Ohhhhh yes. Mickey, what a big cock! It’s so good, so hard." I was rolling my head back and forth on the couch, my mouth open, inviting Mickey’s tongue to enter. But obviously Mickey was enjoying the sight too much to ruin his view by kissing me just yet. He panted and grew more and more excited as he watched me squirm, impaled helplessly on his huge prick; bucking and jerking as I wrapped my legs around his thighs and pulled him into me.

As he began to lower himself down onto my body, Mickey glanced down between our stomachs to where his cock was battering into my drooling cunt. He watched our hair tangle together as I thrust until his cock was jammed up to the hilt. Then, as I quickly ground my hips down into the couch again, we could see his wet dripping prick slide out of my hole, only to be sucked back in again and again. It was great to watch and it got him really excited. He was lucky, because just as his orgasm came up from his balls, I began to hump even harder, nearly throwing him off my wildly jerking body.

"Mickey, I’m going to cum! Fuck me harder, harder!! Stick it all in .... deep, yess, Ohhhh, fuck it into me!"

I began to groan loudly, tossing my head from side to side and breathing like I was choking. Mickey stopped my head and covered my mouth with his, spearing his tongue deep into my mouth. He was ready to explode too and I could feel as his cock began its preliminary jerking. And then Mickey reached under my ass and held me to him so that his cock was stuck as deep into my stomach as it could be. At the same time he poked a finger into the tight ring of my anus and began screwing it in and out.

"Yesssss, do it more! Fuck me, Mickey! Screw my ass with your finger! Do anything you want! Ohhhhh, I’m starting to cu----"

My whole body went rigid and my voice was stopped by the force of my initial spasms. My cunt began to contract furiously around his cock. He too had begun to cum, and as I was flooding my cunt with wave after wave of thick fluid, Mickey began to pump his own cream deep into me. Frantically he tried to ram his cock even further into my now very slippery hole, still shooting load after load of his cum into me. I thought he had pumped a lot into my mouth before, but he was doing at least that good in my cunt.

Both of us were motionless, except for the violent jerking of his cock and the strong contractions of my pussy. My mind was blank and nothing mattered except the wonderful orgasm that shot wave after crashing wave of pleasure through our bodies. It seemed to last for an eternity and it would have if we could have anything to say about it. But Mickey’s balls slowly emptied, and as his cock ceased its twitching and jumping inside my overflowing cunt, I managed to take a deep breath, relaxing my muscles as I sank limply into the couch.

Mickey collapsed on top of me. I was enjoying the aftermath of the best fuck I had ever had. I rubbed a hand over my eyes, still not certain I had stopped that wonderful feeling, as I lay there with Mickey’s deflating cock still in my drenched pussy. It had really been better than anything I had ever had. The way his cock had rammed in and out of me, the way he had held my ass tight and fingered my asshole, the way he pumped shot after shot of hot cum into my already boiling belly continued to fill me with a lewd, sensuous glow. I was glad I had chosen to have this man fill my cunt with his cum.

I finally opened my eyes and looked at Mickey, who was beginning to get up. I smiled at him, and he smiled back, as his now limp cock slid easily out of my cunt.

"It doesn’t want to leave," I said, pouting at him.

"I don’t want it to either, but I don’t think the stupid thing is going to be good for anything for quite a while now." Mickey grinned and sat down between my legs, which were still wide open. While I looked at his glistening cock and balls, he stared at the dripping hole he had just filled with his cum.

He reached out and stroked my thigh. "You know, I thought you were a great looker, but I never thought you would be a great fuck… you looked so much like an innocent virgin!" I giggled and told him appearances can be deceptive.

Just then, we heard the car turn into the driveway in front of the house. I jumped up (though I was so fucked out I really wanted to just lie there), pulled my robe around me and headed for my bedroom to clean up and look presentable. Somehow I didn’t think Roop or her mother would take very kindly to the sight of me lying there, my quivering hole well oiled with a large dose of Mickey’s semen.

As luck would have it, the next morning Parvez got me alone and whispered that he had borrowed a flat from a friend who was going out of town. He then slipped me the key and the address and we agreed to meet there in two days time, when the friend would have left. I couldn’t believe my luck! A few weeks earlier, I had been dying for the want of a lover and now I had two to manage!

Even though I had been well satisfied by Mickey’s monster dick, I still wanted Parvez’s long spike. I could still remember the feel of it in my belly, long and hard, with the thick head poking deep into me!

So two days later, I told Roop that I had to meet a distant relative who had insisted I come over for lunch and slipped off to the flat. Luckily it was close by and not too difficult to find. And I was soon waiting there for Parvez, feeling very sexy indeed.

He was there well before time, obviously eager for another go at my cunt. The poor chap almost attacked me as soon as the door was closed, his hands on my breasts, his lips crushed on mine. I just managed to extricate myself and led him into the bedroom. Bette to get on to the real action! "Take off your clothes," I said, really wanting him to leave all his clothes on and just fuck me without any preliminaries. He took his shirt off and then sat down on the bed to undo his shoes. Then came his pants and I knelt beside him, unable to move, unable to do anything but watch. My pussy drooled, my hands itched to touch him everywhere at once and I was shaking all over. Finally, as he pulled off his underwear and lay back on the bed, his long juicy cock pointing at the ceiling, I found that I could move. I leaned forward and kissed him. His tongue darted into my mouth, teasing. My fingers curled around his rod, pumping it slowly. Pre-cum oozed out, coating my hand. "Ummmm," he moaned softly when I pulled my mouth away from his and moved it down his flat belly. Then I kissed his shiny wet knob and let my tongue twirl around it, tasting his sweet pre-cum. Parvez moaned again as my kisses turned into sucking and licking. I was rewarded often with more of his pre-lube. I’d pulled off my kameez earlier and he now unhooked my bra, cupping the firm flesh of my tits as I sucked him, palming my hard nipples. Then he pulled me toward him and sucked the pink bud into his mouth, flicking it with his tongue. Up until that point I would have been content to suck him but now my pussy was screaming for his cock. "Parvez, I really need you inside me," I panted. With a low groan he lowered me onto the bed and knelt between my legs. He pulled my salwar and panties off and fingered my pussy, smiling when my juices coated his fingers. He kissed me again, pushing his tongue deep in my mouth and cupping the cheeks of my ass in his hands. He pulled me tightly against my bulging cock as he fondled my ass.This time it was skin on skin, his cock against my belly, my tits against his chest. As we kissed, his tongue slithered into my mouth.

I got on my back on the bed and he got on top of me. I could see that he really wanted me. My hand guided his cock into my fuck-hole. He pushed and it slowly slid inside. He gasped out that I was really tight, wet and hot inside. He kept pushing until his balls were tight against the bottom of my pussy.




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He thrust a couple of times and then looked at my face to see how I liked it. My body was flushed with sexual arousal. I was breathing through my mouth and my nails were scratching his back.

He supported his weight on his arms so he could look into my face while we screwed. Push and pull. Push and pull. Push and pull. Slowly at first, then faster and faster as we got into it. I matched him stroke for stroke. He was a good fuck.

He let his weight down a little so that I could feel his body working against mine. His breath puffed into my ear as we fucked. My arms and legs were wrapped around his heaving body.

Without warning, I orgasmed. My pussy clamped down on his driving dick and started milking it. I gave a little scream of orgasmic delight. He stopped pumping. His cock remained buried in my spasming pussy and I saw him watching my face as I came.

Parvez started fucking me again as soon as I stopped cumming. My pussy now made sloppy-sucking noises as we fucked. In and out. In and out. He fucked me deep and hard. His cock felt very good in my pussy. I held him tenderly and whispered his name over and over as he fucked me. I muffled my cries of pleasure on his shoulder as I came a second time.

Then Parvez suddenly pulled out of me, got me up on my hands and knees and mounted me doggie-style. He reached under me and fondled my tits while he fucked me that way. My soft ass slapped against his belly with each stroke.

I rubbed my own clit and got off a third orgasm. And then Parvez held me close and moaned that he was going to come. He rammed it to me a few more times and then held it buried in me while he squirted again and again. We held very still, our hearts pounding, while he spasmed sperm up my pulsating pussy. It was great!


When he pulled out, I turned and took him in my mouth. I knelt before him, off the bed, running my hands over his balls. His dick was half erect, and thick cum covered his hole. First, I took his head into my mouth, sucking on the large knob. I began to deep-throat his prick and felt the head reach the back of my throat. The veins on his cock were visible to me as he pulled out my mouth to stroke himself rapidly. I took his prick in my mouth deeply as he shot another wad and moaned in pleasure. I then sprawled out on the bed and spread my legs wide for him. He rested on top of me and ran his hand through my pubic hair, which was matted with our fresh juices. Then he entered me in one long stroke, his cock pushing my pussy-lips aside as he rammed it all the way in. I clamped my muscles around it and he approved with heated gasps. He worked his stiff rod in and out like a man driven by an urge to obtain the ultimate high. I felt his balls press firmly to the skin between my cunt and rectum. My breasts bounced around from the force of our thrusts. I stared at his ass going up and down, pushing his prick into me with such eagerness. His tongue and cock went into my mouth and my pussy simultaneously as I moaned in ecstasy. He pounded my clitoris and my pussy contracted. I struggled to turn Parvez over, not letting go of his still-erect cock inside me. Thrusting and moaning, I rode him into the soft mattress beneath us. A feeling of control washed over me. He pulled at my hips and buttocks, trying to push his cock in deeper. We reached orgasm and I was filled with his thick semen. Soon after, we showered and left separately. But not before Parvez made me promise to meet him there the following weekend. I couldn’t have agreed faster. I wanted more, too.

The next week it got really complicated. While Parvez showed no unusual interest in me, Mickey was not so subtle and tried his best to get me alone whenever possible. Once when we were alone for a moment in the dining room, he was all over me in a second, kissing and fondling, obviously frustrated at the thought that I was so close to him yet unavailable for what he wanted. Because there was no opportunity when the family was going to be out of the house. He even got me alone and suggested we go to a hotel room, but I was not so certain, because if someone so us, the entire game would be up and we would all be in real trouble. So I refused – which did not leave either of us satisfied. Though I knew I would soon be well fucked again by Parvez, I knew he must be really feeling the frustration. Also, I could remember only too vividly that monster cock of his and how it had felt as it had rammed into my pussy.

Which was largely why I decided to play a dangerous game. I finally told Mickey that I would meet him, but at a place I had – and I gave him the address of Parvez’s flat. And asked him to be there a few minutes after Parvez and I were due to meet. Of course, he agreed eagerly.

The following Saturday, I made the same excuse I had earlier and was soon at the flat, my cunt wet with excitement. I was also not a little nervous at the thought of what my two lovers would do when they found out about each other. The only happy thought was that if everything went well, I would have an opportunity to have what every woman dreams off – two men to pleasure her ant the same time!

Parvez came in right on time and we kissed hotly for a while. I encouraged his petting, rubbing my thigh against the bulge in his crotch. Finally, we moved to the bedroom, where I invited him to strip.

Just as he had taken his pants off, the bell rang. Mickey, right on schedule Parvez looked panic stricken for a moment, but I waved carelessly and headed for the door, as I was still fully dressed. As I had expected, it was Mickey. As soon as the door closed, I was in his arms and his hands were fiercely massaging the globes of my buttocks, pulling me roughly against his hard groin.

And that was when Parvez walked in to find out who it was, fully dressed again. He was struck quite dumb at the sight of his older brother kissing me passionately, while Mickey in turn was so shocked he just let go of me. Before any fireworks could start, I took a hand each and held it tightly while I announced that they had two simple choices. Either they could walk out or come into the bedroom which is where I was going now. And I would be ready to fuck all those who came in. As I said this, I smiled meaningfully and ran a hand over each groin. And then I quickly left.

In a few minutes, I was lying naked on the bed waiting. It took a while and I could hear a sot mumble from the living room, but at least they were not fighting. And in a few minutes, they were in there, smiling a little sheepishly and staring at my body. I couldn’t keep the excitement out my voice as I asked them to strip.

I lay on the bed and watched as they quickly stripped. Their bodies were almost identical, except that Parvez was a little taller and his cock was shorter than Mickey’s massive rod. They jumped on the bed a second later and I was soon in heaven as four hands begun to travel from my large breasts to my hairy wet pussy. Parvez sucked at my breasts while Mickey started to lick and suck at my tiny, half-erect clit. My pussy began to get hotter and the harder he sucked, the closer I got to cuming. Parvez pulled me onto my hands and knees and then knelt in front of me, his thick cock bobbing in my face. I opened my mouth and took the entire length of his luscious manhood down my throat just as my hungry pussy was speared by Mickey’s massive rod. I cried out around the cock in my mouth as the savage thrusts ignited my pussy in a fire of lust and passion. I sucked hard and Parvez began to move and moan. I slid my lips up and down his hard flesh faster and faster as Mickey squeezed and kneaded my ass while his cock slammed into my sopping, churning pussy. Parvez’s cock grew harder, and his movements became jerky. Just as Mickey’s huge cock started to jump and fill my lusty core with hot cum. Parvez cut loose with his load and I began to swallow his sweet cream. I kept sucking until his flow stopped and his cock began to harden again. Then, before I knew what happened, they switched positions and I was staring at the largest cock I had ever seen, as Parvez’s thinner cock slid inside me. Mickey lifted his mighty organ and I opened my mouth wide.

I sucked about half of it in before I had to stop, and I commenced licking his come and my juice off him. My orgasms started again as Parvez’s even, firm thrusts rubbed my clit with delicious perfection. Mickey’s manly scent permeated my nostrils as his musky, salty taste danced over my tongue. His cock wasn’t only big, it was warm and smooth and the sight was making me hornier by the second. Time stood still then as huge orgasms rocked my body while Mickey and Parvez filled me with their hot cum. I gulped down huge wads of Mickey’s salty semen while Parvez’s sperm filled me and then mixed with Mickey’s load and slid down my legs.

I can hardly remember all the details of that afternoon, as soon after that, it got really confused. I had cum so often that my pussy was all wet and soppy from our mixed juices. I just remember long slow fucking, with both the boys now really getting into it. At one point I was sitting on Mickey’s face and enjoying his tongue in my pussy while I sucked Parvez, trying to urge his semi-soft cock into a proper erection. And I also remember biting into the pillow with excitement as Mickey fucked me doggie style, while Parvez lay beside us, stroking his cock and watching with excitement.

By the time it got to evening, we were all fucked out. I was so weary, but quite proud that I had been able to handle both pricks and wear them out. And they were really worn out – Mickey looked sleepy and tired, while Parvez had actually slept off. Mickey promised to bring him home later. I left then as I did not want to be home late.

And that was it for my stay in Delhi. My examinations came up the next week and I could spare no more time for ‘extra-curricular’ activities. So I resisted the temptation and the secret looks the boys kept giving me and concentrated on my studies. And as we had to leave the very next day after the exams, there really was no further opportunity.



Both of them have promised to come to Bombay and often. Mickey does come here fairly often on his way to and from the rig, and I rather think we shall be seeing him soon. And I have promised Lali she can have some of that lovely dick, so Mickey is going to be pleasantly surprised by his reception.. So that was my experience in Delhi. Quite something, wasn’t it? Do write and tell me what you think. Ever thought about doing it with two men? Lali has, and she agrees is quite an experience.

Please write soon.

Lots of warm kisses,

Mona

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To Be Continued...



Letters to Purvi Ch. 08



The correspondence is between me and a lonely housewife in Calcutta, who has since become a very close friend.

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Darling Purvi,

Now that even Mona has written you with her account of her sexy stay in Delhi, Lali has decided that it would be nice if I also wrote you. And since we are sitting here in my house on this wet afternoon with nothing to do but fuck, we thought this would be a good time to relive some old times. Mona is lying behind us on the bed and playing with her clit while I dictate and Lali types this out on her laptop. We’ve had one good bout already and both the girls have promised not to start another while I am in the middle of this letter, so we will have to finish this before I get any more cunt.

We decided that the best experience that we could tell you about would be the first time I had Lali. For that of course, I must tell you a little about myself and about Poonam – but more about her later.

As Lali has already told you, I am a pilot. I used to be with Indian Airlines and then with East West, and am now with Jet. I am fairly senior and fly a lot, which would normally give me a fair chance with the hostesses. However, Lali keeps me very satisfied and I use my frequent stays away from the city to rest up for more sex with her. It was only during her trips abroad that I used to feel really horny, but now that Mona is in town, I have all (and a little bit more) the fucking that I can handle.

It was when I was in IA that I met Poonam. I was reasonably active sexually, by then, with all those pretty hostesses around. However, I had not really had more than a couple of one night stands during layovers, because the girls started getting very possessive and talking about marriage. Also, none of them were sexually very adventurous and I had never even had my dick sucked. I had, however, attained quite a reputation as a stud.

I had gone for a colleague’s wedding reception. It was at the Taj Intercontinental and there was a large crowd. Lots of airline people and a large amount of rich society types, as the bride was from that kind of background. Lots of good-looking women, and we amused ourselves by standing off to one side and commenting on each. Then one of the women in a group recognized one of the guys in our group and rushed over to greet him, bringing her friends with her.

At that moment, some waiters came through the entrance near us, carrying some trays of food and for a moment, there was quite a crowd and considerable confusion, with the two groups mixing together. Every one was sort of tangled up with each other. And in the melee, I suddenly felt a soft hand suddenly grip my crotch and squeeze once, then stroke – once, twice.

My hand jerked and I spilt part of my drink. In the ensuing mess and apologies, I could not make out which of the women had so boldly groped me. Even though I looked around, none of them would meet my eye.

It was some time later, when I had sort of broken away from the main group and was standing off to one side by a window, looking out and wondering why some woman had made that open pass at me.

"You have a wonderful cock," said a soft voice at my elbow. I spun around, my throat suddenly dry. Standing next to me, smiling up into my eyes, was a lovely woman in a rich silk sari. Thick gold chains and large diamond and gold earrings showed off her obvious wealth – or her husband’s, I told myself mentally, noting the gold mangalsutra. While not fat, she had the classic Indian figure (which I am a sucker for), with a large, full bosom and sexy hips. Long, thick brown hair fell open over her shoulders and her full red lips were smiling.

She waited as I ran my eyes over her and then asked huskily "Like what you see?"

I could only gape at her. "My name is Poonam," she continued. "I had heard a lot about you, and that bulging handful at your crotch certainly seemed to prove it."

I looked around frantically, noting that there was no one nearby, meanwhile emitting a strangled croak in reply. But that didn’t seem to disturb her in the least, as she continued to smile sweetly up at me and play with her gold handbag.

"You see," she continued, "I should very much like you to fuck me."

This was too much. I gaped at her foolishly and babbled "fuck….you…?"

She nodded, still smiling. "Yes, I would very much like to have you between my legs, your large and hard cock thrusting in and out of my cunt."

I had now managed to recover somewhat and looked around suspiciously to see if someone was playing a joke on me. But no one was paying any attention and she looked to be in real earnest. All I could finally understand was that I was being propositioned – by a very bold woman, at that.

Still looking quietly up at me as if we were discussing something of no particular importance, she went on to reassure me quietly. She said she was married to a Gujarati jeweler – she pointed him out to me, a fat, safari suit type who had only slept with her once, a month after they were married. He showed no further interest in her after that, and she had gone through three years of marriage with no sex at all, and now had decided to do something about it. Her husband’s only interest in her lay in using her as a display symbol, and as long as she was the perfect hostess and could be showed off at all the parties they attended, he was not bothered as to what she did with herself.

Some time back, she had come across one of her girlfriends reading a porno book and asked to borrow it. The first was followed by a number of Human Digest magazines, which showed in graphic detail what she was missing out on. As she was not one of your quiet and shy housewives, she decided to make the best of her situation, and find herself a lover. Which is where I came in.

She had heard two of her friends discussing me during the party and they had said what a reputation I had with the girls. And it was then, in a rush of sheer lust, that she decided to make that risky but open pass at me. Feeling the sizeable bulge that sprang into life at her touch, she was now very interested in taking this further.

By now, I was well recovered and very excited. I couldn’t keep my eyes off her, and turned so that my back was to the hall. Someone might notice the sizeable bulge that had grown at my crotch – in fact it was getting quite painful.

She noticed me staring at her barely seen cleavage, which appeared deep and sexy. "Like what you see?" she repeated. Controlling my voice with an effort, I looked into her eyes and said that I was imagining her soft breasts wrapped about my dick. She ran her tongue over her lips and I could see her redden with excitement. Struggling in turn to stay calm, she asked when we could do something about it.

I would have gladly taken her home and fucked her brains out right then, but her husband was present. So we made a date for the following day at a suburban hotel which I had used before. I told her I would leave the key with the lobby manager and that she was to get it and come straight up.

I was there real early and waiting for her. Actually, I was not sure she would come – all the sexy talk she had done at the party might well have been just that – talk – and she might have gotten cold feet on reaching home.

But at precisely 11 o’clock, the time I had asked her to come, the key turned in the lock and there she was. She looked gorgeous – and really sexy. Lovely silk sari, hair open, breasts filling her blouse to capacity. I could feel my cock harden as I looked at her.

Poonam tossed her bag on a side table and looked at me. Obviously I was to make the first move. I went to her and held her, then kissed her, moving my lips on hers. Her warm lips pressed to mine and I could taste her lipstick and smell the perfume in her hair. And her warm, wet tongue was alive as it went into my mouth, reaching deep.

I did what I had been dying to do since we first met. Reached for those magnificent breasts and cupped them then massaged them roughly, feeling those soft pillows through her blouse and bra as she pressed herself against me. Her hands were on my neck, pulling my face to hers. Her body was pressed hard against mine.

We were both panting hotly with desire. I had already pulled her pallu from her shoulder and now I began to unbutton her blouse. She started on my shirt.

In less time than I would have thought possible, we were both naked. Her tits were a good bit bigger than large mangoes, upthrust with big dark nipples. I had been wondering what they looked like from the first time I saw them bursting out of a blouse. They looked magnificent.

Poonam looked with interest at my cock, as I stood naked before her. When it stood straight out at her, she stepped forward until my stiff prick was clasped between her pressed thighs.

"Down’" I said. I had always wanted to feel a woman’s mouth, and I thought that this hot babe would be an ideal candidate. I didn’t think she would have a problem. I was right.

She slid slowly down my chest, my rigid cock trailing up her belly and burying itself, throbbing, between her soft breasts. I reached down, clasping her heavy tits, squeezing them together, and wrapping them around my cock. The cool flesh of her boobs enveloped my hot dick. We remained that way for a number of long moments. Then she slid further down, landing softly on the floor on her knees.

She reached for my thick erection, cloaking it in her tight hands. She stroked my shaft gently before whispering, "I want to taste you now."

We sank to the carpet, where I stretched out on my back. Poonam moved into position with her back to me.

My cock was pointing straight at the ceiling. Poonam got on top of me with one leg on each side, her crotch over my face and her head at my cock. She had obviously been reading about these positions. While I had never sucked off a woman, I was willing to experiment. Now there was her pussy, right in my face. I had been wondering about it, too.

I leaned my head forward and gave it a lick at the same time her hot mouth settled on the head of my cock. Her cunt tasted salty and musky as I ate it. I buried my face in her crotch and ate pussy while she sucked my cock.

My tongue attacked her quivering juicy cunt. My head was locked between her soft thighs and she moaned deeply and squirmed like a snake as my tongue washed her swollen cunt-lips.

When I finally found her engorged clit and sucked on it like it was a hard cock; she screamed in ecstasy and jammed her crotch tightly against my face.

We sixty-nined wet and hot. I sucked her erect clit and she loved it. She tried to swallow my engorged cock. She really knew how to give head. You would never have believed it was the first time she was doing it. Her tits were full and firm against my belly. I could feel her nipples digging in She was making little moaning noises. My balls were tight against the base of my cock. I knew I was very close to squirting my load down her throat.

The dark love hairs bordering her slit were slick with secretions. Parting her puffy pussy-lips, I blew gently into her deep opening.

Her reaction was a bubbly burst of love-juice and a mouth-locking grasp on my dick. Her secretions were sugary sweet. I drove my tongue in higher and higher. I used dick-like force to tongue-fuck her insides..

Poonam devoured my dick with lip-smacking satisfaction. The head of my hard-on wedged between her lips as she sucked constantly. She soaked the length of my cock until I was groaning in her pussy.

Her breezy breath was at my balls, where she sucked each of my sacs between her lips. She hummed heat onto my balls. I knew I couldn’t take much more of this – my cock was aching with the need to cum.

I carried her over to the bed and spread her out for fucking. I got between her legs and slid into her waiting saddle, introducing my cock to her pussy. I rubbed her juicy cunt lips with my hot knob until she was screaming for me to put it in.

"Oh, yes," she moaned, as I slowly slid it up her. Poonam’s beautiful face was flushed with sexual excitement. With one thrust, all nine inches went in and my balls were slapping against her hungry hole. I was pumping her hole like a mad dog and she cried out for me to fuck harder and faster. My pole thumped her cunt like a piston and she squealed and cried out again and again, her nails scraping the skin from my heaving buttocks.

I cupped her tits and fucked her. Out slow and in fast. Her tits jiggled fluidly in my hands. She rocked her pelvis in perfect synchronization to my thrusts. I fucked her with deep hard thrusts and loved it. She had a nice tight pussy and instinctively knew how to use it.

With every thrust I made, her body responded in kind. Her hole held my cock as if it were a virgin hole. I held her tits, leaned forward and kissed her while I screwed her. I really put the tool to her and from the way she bucked and moaned, I knew she would want more of it. She wrapped her arms around me and locked her thighs around my driving hips. This was as fine a piece of ass as I had ever had

She screamed out two or three orgasms. Then I could hold back no longer. I stayed in her saddle and squirted my cum up her hot, wet, tight pussy. The orgasm sent a load of my seed deep into her love-tunnel and made her scream again as her beautiful body trembled and shook.

We collapsed moaning and panting. She was soft under me, her perspiration running back from her soaked temples into her hair. Then she moaned as I slid off her and my cock slid softly out of her hungry cunt.

"I knew you would be good," she panted. "Oh, I’m so glad I asked you…"

I covered her mouth with mine, running my fingers through the now matted hairs at her crotch. She had gotten me so horny that I knew that one cum would not be enough. And Poonam was still excited – even though she was panting from the force of the first orgasms she had ever experienced in her life, she wanted more.

We kissed passionately again and again as each of us probed the other’s body. Then Poonam started to kiss her way down to my once again throbbing hard cock. As she did so, she turned. I knew I wanted to taste her again, especially since she was now full of my cream. I pulled at her leg nearest me and she raised herself atop me, as she started to hotly slurp on my aching cock.

I spread her legs hurriedly and thrust my tongue into her hot hole. While I swiftly darted my stiffened tongue in and out of the soft skin of her cunt folds, she started sucking feverishly on my aching cock, cupping the bottom of my tightened balls gently with one of her hands.

Her hot wet mouth sucked a few minutes on the head of my intense hard-on, just below the glans, before she gulped the rest of my swollen shaft. She kept me in her mouth and sucked hard, milking me without moving her head up and down to any great length. She was getting better and better at cock sucking.

I pulled myself out of her mouth a short way and then shoved myself up into her mouth and deeply into the recesses of her throat. Again and again, I pulled and pushed myself in and out of her mouth. At the same time, I fiercely tongued my way from her stiff clitoris down to the depths of her innermost folds of tender, soft cunt. I could taste my warm sperm and even see some white droplets as they nestled deep in her cunt. This excited me even more. Incredibly, I was ready to cum again.

In a few minutes we both jerked as our juices shot uncontrollably into each other’s mouth and face. Then slowly, ever so slowly, each of us sucked off the love juices off each other. Panting, she turned to face me, reached up to hug me and kissed me fervently, darting her tongue deep into my mouth.

We kissed, and then she eased herself upon me, reaching one hand down between our legs and inserted me into her hot, juicy cunt. In a short time, she had raised herself and started humping my hard cock in a quickened pace, panting, bucking and rocking.

I met every thrust with a thrust of my own, as I grabbed her above the hips. I thrust myself deeply into her with my throbbing, glistening, hard fuck-pole. Together, we oohed and aaahed our way into our next orgasm.

Just before I came the third time, I reached up and took hold of her, swinging her off me and turning her to the bed. Keeping myself deep within her sopping pussy, I got on top of her and thrust myself in and out of her warm and wet hole. The sweet smell of our sex drifted up to me, driving me to grind myself harder and deeper down into her.

Poonam had raised her knees, and she started to thrust herself violently to meet me. She heaved me up with her maddening pushes. Then she shrieked loudly, and her cunt quivered and pulsed. She held herself up, grinding herself around and around my stabbing cock. I could feel my third cum of the day shoot in her cunt, weak spurts of semen rushing out of my hard cock.

We collapsed, panting. We lay there for a while, unable to move, unable to do nothing more than just hold each other, both finally satisfied – if only for the moment. Somewhere inside me I could feel some more desire for that incredible cunt, but my cock was too fucked out to do anything about it.

Poonam seemed quite satisfied too. After a while we took turns showering and then she changed quickly, explaining that she had to get back home before her husband returned, as they had a party to attend. For my part, I was actually happy to see her leave, because I knew there was no way I could manage another bout. And I had to rest, because I had an early morning flight. We had actually spent the past four hours fucking and I knew I would have to rest from my exertions. So soon after, we left – separately.

I needed to really rest to recover from that bout. Poonam was like no girl I had ever fucked – not that I had screwed so many, but still, she was so incredibly sexy and eager for sex that she drove me to heights of excitement that I had never felt before. I knew I just had to have her again – and luckily for me, she seemed quite interested in having me too, because she called two days later and asked when we were going to party again.

And that became a sort of pattern for our affair. We would meet about once a week (any oftener and I would have really found it tough to keep the pace!). Always, Poonam would call and fix a time when we could ‘party’. Then we would meet at a variety of small hotel rooms and quite simply … fuck. The first fuck would be quite frantic, both of us panting with need and I would normally take her with all her clothes on. Since she always wore a sari, this was easy, especially since she often wore no panties. So quite often I would simply hold her against the wall and push my cock under her clothes. She was always ready for me, and I would slide into her like a hot knife into butter and then we would screw hard and fast, till my semen burst into her liquid hole. Then we would have a couple more cums, slowly and easily, on the bed.

Then one week, she called and asked if I remembered my birthday was coming up. I said it was and she said she had a special present for me. And so we made a date to meet, this time at one of the suburban five-star places, very comfortable.

As usual, I was ready and waiting for her, already stripped, with just a towel around me. Poonam was as prompt as always, knocking softly on the door. She looked lovely in black chiffon; her hair today plaited and decorated with a thick bunch of jasmine flowers. The scent filled my nostrils as I held her close, kissing her deep. I felt her soft thigh move to press into my hard groin as she pressed her body against mine, her breasts soft against my chest. Then there was another soft knock on the door.

Wondering whom it could be, I disengaged myself and went to the door, adjusting my towel as best as possible to cover the bulge of my stiff cock. And opening the door, I found a lovely young girl standing there, smiling at me. She looked very young and she was quite beautiful, with long hair falling over her shoulders and full lips. Her tight jeans and the Lycra top, which stretched over her breasts, outlining her bra, emphasized her very well rounded body.




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Just as I was about to tell her that she had the wrong room, Poonam came up next to me and opened the door wider, inviting her in. I could only stare in hopeless incomprehension, as she walked in and Poonam closed the door.

Then Poonam dropped her bombshell. Putting an arm around the girl, she molded a firm upthrust breast with one hand and announced that this was my birthday present. You can imagine my state at her statement – that she and the girl, whom she introduced as Gauri, would now service me in any way I desired.

I controlled my gaping mouth with an effort. As I looked at the two girls, my cock stiffened in anticipation of the night ahead. And I had to really control my voice when I asked Poonam to start by undressing Gauri. I did not plan to ask how she had got Gauri to join us – one does not look such a gift horse in the mouth. I decided I could ask her later – after I had got my cock into her gift!

Gauri dropped her handbag on a nearby chair and turned to face Poonam. The two girls kissed, softly. Gauri smiled and ran her hands over Poonam’s shoulders and down to her choli-covered breasts. Poonam fondled Gauri’s tits in turn and then pulled at her top, slowly and teasingly lifting it off her. Her soft breasts came into view, straining against a lacy white bra. Poonam turned her to face me and went behind her, reaching around to undo the button of her jeans. Sliding the zip down, she peeled off the jeans, while Gauri smiled at me, running her tongue over her lips in obvious invitation.

Then Poonam had unclasped the white bra and it fell away, showing Gauri’s lovely soft breasts, each crowned with a dark nipple. A pair of thin white lace panties covered her crotch, so transparent I could see her thick dark bush showing easily. And then Poonam knelt behind her and slowly rolled those panties down her legs. The thought of those slender legs wrapped around my hips while I pounded into that glorious cunt almost made me cum on the spot, but I stayed where I was while Poonam now stood behind her and ran her fingers over Gauri’s nipples, making them pop into hard little points.

Poonam ran a hand down Gauri’s stomach to her cunt, where she inserted two fingers. Pulling the cunt lips aside for my viewing. "Isn’t she lovely, darling?" Poonam said softly. "Let me get her ready for you…"

And then she led Gauri to the bed, where she made her lie back, her legs spread in open invitation. And to my delight (because I had never seen a woman make it with another woman, and was quite sure that Poonam had never tried this before) she then sank to her knees between Gauri’s spread thighs and gently kissed her right in her crotch.

I was really excited by now. The sight of that lovely naked girl lying on the bed, all ready for fucking, with another beautiful woman, fully dressed in a formal sari, kneeling at her cunt and about to give her pleasure was making my cock throb with almost painful anticipation.

Poonam and spread Gauri’s thighs, running her fingers through her dark, thick patch of pubic hair. She fingered her swelling clitoris until it vibrated and stroked her dampening slit. Gauri moaned and squirmed, lifting her hole to her hand.

As I held my breath with excitement, Poonam slipped her middle finger into her molten cunt. She knew just how to arouse Gauri, coaxing the honey out and spreading it over her labia and clit. Sobbing with pleasure, Gauri thrust her hips to her hand. Poonam rotated her finger in her cunt until Gauri was panting with the pleasure. She opened her thighs wider, letting Poonam finger-fuck her now liquid cunt.

And then Poonam put her mouth over Gauri’s cute little pussy. She flicked her tiny pink love bud with her tongue tip. Gauri’s quick little shudder and moan provided evidence that she was doing it right.

Gauri moaned again, lifting her head and looking down at Poonam crouched between her thighs. Then she let her head fall back on the sheet and looked to the foot of the bed, where I was standing, my now rigid tool tenting the towel.

"Come here," She said softly. " That looks tasty…"

I moved down the bed until I was at her head. With one quick motion, she whipped the towel away and my prick reared up, just above her face. I must admit I was quite proud when Gauri exclaimed at its size! Then her soft hands were on my tool, running up and down its hard length, as she lowered the head to her full lips. When she kissed the tip of my cock, I groaned. Her lips were soft and wet and a little cool as she engulfed my rod and started to mouth on the thing.

I gasped at the first touch of her wet tongue. As soon as her mouth made contact with my prick, she closed her mouth over it and began sucking on it like a baby. She ran her tongue lightly over my cock head. It was my turn to moan.

Poonam kept varying her rhythm. Sometimes her fingers would be a blur until Gauri was sobbing and groaning into my crotch. Then she would take long, slow strokes; forcing Gauri to thrust her hips upward begging for more. Gauri moaned again and again, telling Poonam how good it felt and how much she wanted and needed it from her. I wondered fleetingly how Poonam had become such a good cunt-lapper.

Growing more excited by the minute, she rubbed her face in Gauri’s soaking cunt, as the younger girl wiggled her ass and pushed her slit into her face. The room was filled with the warm sounds of good sex – sexy pants and moans and the sound of tongues and lips on wet flesh. Before I knew what was happening, Gauri spilled over the brink of an orgasm. She moaned and cried out and hot juices flowed out of her as she twitched and quivered. Her thighs clamped on Poonam’s face and her juices rushed into her sucking mouth.

Gauri’s tongue flicked wildly over my cock head. Shivers ran up and down my spine. I bit my lip and stifled a scream as I felt the cream spurt into her mouth. Before she could get my cock all the way out her mouth, I shot a thick stream that splashed into the back of her throat, causing her to gag. But by the time the second burst had pulsed from my cock, Gauri had swallowed the first and was ready for more.

Poonam’s face gleamed with Gauri’s juices. She had a contented smile on her beautiful face as she gently kissed the younger girl’s inner thighs.

I’d have thought Gauri would want a breather, but no. As soon as she freed my cock, she asked me to be inside of her. The sight of my thick, stiff cock clearly turned her on. Luckily I still had most of my hard-on. I glanced at Poonam, still on her knees beside the bed and saw only smiling encouragement.

I told Gauri to lie on her stomach and then I stretched out on top of her. Pressing my semi-soft tool into the crack of her ass. I’ll never forget that moment, that tight young body beneath me, that lovely rounded ass waving at me as she bent on her knees.

Reaching under her, I took her tits in my hands and fondled them until she was panting for more. I had a hard time controlling myself as I slid my cock up and down her crack. I was excited enough to want to shove my dick deep into her hole like a raging bull, but went slowly until I was in charge of myself again.

Meanwhile, Poonam was standing right in front of me, adding to my excitement by the slow and languorous way she was stripping. Her silk sari fell in soft folds around her ankles and she smiled at us as she ran her hands over the tight silk of her blouse.

My eyes still on Poonam, I eased my dick between Gauri’s lush thighs. As Poonam peeled off her blouse, the movement making her breasts stand out proudly, straining against the black lace bra, I used my hand to guide my cock head to Gauri’s hot, slick opening. Her pussy muscles seemed to grip me hard and she bucked back against me. My balls were pressed against her soft thighs. I could feel her buttocks move, grinding my pelvis as she swallowed the rest of my hot cock inside her cunt.

Poonam was in her bra and panties by now and we both watched with excitement as she reached behind to undo the clasp of her bra. Then the wisp of lace had fallen away and her lovely breasts stood out, each tipped with a hard, aroused nipple. She bent to roll her silk panties off, her breasts now fuller as she bent forward. I held Gauri’s tits tight as she bent her upper body down close to the bed, crushing my hands and her tits together, grinding them into the bed as I thrust in and out of her.

Poonam lay on the bed next to us, running her hands over our bodies. She swung her thick hair away from her face, the movement sending a wave of delightful scent to me. "Do her good, darling." she murmured. "Fuck her deep…!"

Gauri cried out as my dick reached her innermost depths. "You’re so big!" she gasped "You fill me up….." She was trembling as she thrust back against me. I leaned hard into her back and began to lick her sweet flesh, my mouth salivating, as I tasted her salty perspiration. I felt the cum rising, making my balls swell and my shaft throb. I was going to climax with real force!

"Let me feel you cum," Gauri cried. "It’ll feel so good…."

Then I was pumping loads of hot semen into her tight little pussy and she was growling with pure pleasure. She ground her ass against my pelvis as I shuddered and heaved, my sperm still spurting into her. Moments later she was cuming too, her body quivering as her cunt gripped me tight.

I collapsed moaning on Gauri’s softness. I had really cum with great force and I wanted to take a breather. But Poonam, who was quite excited by now and hadn’t had an orgasm, was in no mood to wait. "Think you can cum again?" she whispered. Her hand reached between our bodies to caress my semi-hard dick.

I tasted Gauri’s cunt juice as her mouth closed over mine and her tongue explored my open mouth. She was hot! All I had to do was lay there and enjoy, which is exactly what I did.

She pushed me over onto my back and straddled my face. "See if I’m ready," she whispered, as she lowered her sweet slick cunt to my lips. I let my tongue slide in and out and around as she rose and fell over my face.

She had a loud and apparently satisfying orgasm before she slid down my body and took my prick into her hole. Her cunt muscles throbbed against my stiffening pole.

I remained perfectly still. It was her show. I wanted her to enjoy every second of it.

She began very slowly, lifting her ass up and sliding that tight cunt of hers up my shaft, all the way to the tip. Then she would plunge her weight back down and take my prick into her quivering pussy to the hilt.

She began to pant and groan as her pumping became faster and faster. Her moans echoed through the large room and seemed to add to her excitement.

Her pussy was so tight that she soon had me hanging on, trying to hold back the flood of cum that ached to fill her hungry cunt. Luckily, since I had cum twice already, I could hold out for quite a while. Poonam realised this and suddenly moved off me.

She lay on her back next to Gauri, who had been lying quietly and watching. Poonam then lifted her legs wide, holding her thighs apart and showing me her exposed cunt. "Fuck both of us…..together!" Gauri was fast to catch on, rolling on to her back too and lifting her legs in exactly the same way. I now had two wet cunts waiting for my tool.

Poonam has beautiful inner cunt lips, which protrude invitingly from her big labia and seem to cry out to be fucked. I held my prick in my hand and bending forward from my knees, aimed it toward the wet target.

I slid all the way in to the hilt. I began thrusting and Poonam’s legs flew up around my waist as she closed her eyes and groaned in response to my moves. I cupped my hands under her soft, round ass cheeks so I could have a good grip.

I thrust harder and faster. Poonam squirmed and gasped, and somewhere deep inside her grasping cunt, fresh hot love juices poured out around my cock, greasing my shaft so thoroughly that it was an effort to keep from sliding all the way out on every backward thrust. Her cunt cream even squirted out onto my balls.

Speaking of balls, Gauri helped me along by reaching a hand down between our crotches and grabbing my heaving nutsack. She pulled at the loose scrotal skin and gently massaged my aching nuts. This sent a charge through my entire body and I knew I was rushing towards a tremendous climax.

Then suddenly Poonam’s legs fell away from me and she was pushing at my chest. "Her turn," she whispered. I groaned and pulled out of her and moved over to Gauri’s inviting hole. Seconds later I was sliding in, the now familiar cunt tightening around my tool. I began to stroke in and out.

For the next few minutes I was thrusting in and out, going deeper and harder than I had gone earlier. Gauri was panting and gasping with her excitement. Then Poonam was pulling at my arm and it was time to change. Soon, both bodies blurred in my over-heated mind. I lost count of the number of times I changed from one soft female body to the other --- and of the number of times I fucked each hole. Each time I felt the girl under me approaching an orgasm I would pull out and switch, leaving her moaning in frustration. It was a glorious fuck, with none of us able to cum.

Then finally, Gauri could take it no longer. She wound her legs around my hips and begged me to finish her. I thrust harder and deeper than ever before and within minutes she was choking, then going rigid with the force of her cum. I felt her cunt clamping and releasing around my cock but I waited till she was finished and then pulled out, determined to finish Poonam off too. I was rather tired, by now and knew I needed to cum pretty badly.

Poonam was waiting for me and I slid into her hot and wet cunt like a knife into butter. And I barely had to thrust a few times before I felt the old familiar heaving of her cunt walls, as she went into a harsh and gasping orgasm. This time, I knew I had to cum too.

We both came, harder than either of us had cum before. She was screaming, and her body jerked convulsively and her long fingernails dug into my back. I tried to kiss her, but her head was tossing from side to side. Her cunt muscles held me so tightly that it felt that my cock would never leave her pussy. Meanwhile I was pumping gob after gob of thick semen into her, in a climax that seemed to go on and on. Just when I thought it was over; my dick would contract powerfully and spurt out another wad of cum.

I can barely remember rolling off Poonam. I must have fallen asleep almost immediately, fucked out of my skull. When I woke in the morning, both the girls were long gone and Poonam had left me a little note hoping that I had enjoyed my birthday treat. The only traces of our exertions of the previous night was the cum stained sheet, and the sore feeling in my crotch. The hotel staff smiled knowingly as I checked out, but I was too tired to care. I just went back home and slept through the day.

I called Poonam later and asked where she had found Gauri. I was quite astonished to hear that the girl I had thought an innocent college girl was actually an expensive call girl. Poonam had simply asked one of the lobby staff, who had given her a number to call, where she just had to explain her requirements. Then she met Gauri in the lobby and knowing that she was exactly what I would like, had then brought her up to my room. She also told me that Gauri had said that the night was like no client she had ever serviced – normally she rarely if ever actually came and had to pretend a cum while some fat business man pounded his cock into her.

And while I never saw Gauri again, I am sure she must have done very well for herself. She was far too talented a fucker not to do so.

Poonam and I met a couple of times after that, but there was something missing from our affair. We had had a taste of a threesome and I think she was getting bored with just routine fucking.

So I was almost expecting it when she asked me to meet her one afternoon at a hotel coffee shop. While I was somewhat saddened at the thought of losing her, I had come to expect this day. And as we had not fucked for almost a month by then, I was pretty sure that she had found new pastures. Having awakened to the joys of sex so late, she was now enjoying it too much to stop. But what she had to tell me was astonishing.

She started by telling me that our affair was at an end. I stroked her hand and told her that I had been expecting this. Gently, I asked if she had someone else. Surprisingly, she blushed and looked down at the table. Then, softly, she admitted that she had found a new lover – two of them, in fact. I gaped.

Still speaking softly, and avoiding my eyes, she told me that she had been very excited by the threesome that we had had. And since I was very busy in the last few weeks, she had been missing our weekly fuck sessions. Which meant that she had gotten pretty horny – desperate enough to try a new idea.

What she did was visit one of the better-known pubs. Dressed in an expensive silk chiffon sari, she would nurse a drink and look the men over. Some of them asked her to dance, and she did join a couple, whom looked promising. But it was not until she met the Norwegian, Alex, that she was hooked.

She told me all about it the last time we were in bed together. We had just fucked and Poonam was relaxing next to me, contented and feeling sexy. I don’t know why she told me everything in such detail, but I think it was because she did not want me to feel bad that she was about to bring our affair to an end.

It was on my second night there, Poonam said. I was nursing my second martini of the evening when this big blond man asked me if I would dance. His deep blue eyes were quite exciting, and I agreed. We danced the next few numbers, talking a bit in between. He was in the export import business. As his company had several deals going in India, he had been stationed here, and was living out of a suite in a nearby five star hotel.

After a while, he invited me up to his room to taste some Scotch he had in his case. I think we both knew what we wanted, but he was the perfect gentleman, never touching me. Even when we were in his room and I was relaxing in a large chair, he didn’t make a move. We had a couple of drinks, chatting lightly. I was quite wet between the legs now, and I wondered whether he had spotted the furtive glances I had been giving the bulge at his crotch.

We were sitting in his suite and I could see that he was not sure whether to make a move on me. It was probably the first time Alex had met an Indian woman and I’m sure he had heard all about how ‘shy’ we were. I could see he was nervous and I was afraid he might actually lose his nerve. And I knew I wanted his cock.

I took matters into my own hands. I stood up suddenly and asked to use the bathroom. As I had guessed, it was in the bedroom. I quietly went in there, removed my sari and blouse and petticoat and waited there in my bra and panties. I did not have to wait long. He had not heard me go into the bathroom – It was not long before he came into the bedroom.

Alex froze, when he saw me. He stammered for a moment and then stopped. It was obvious to both of us what was going to happen – it was what we both wanted! He didn’t have to say a word. Of course the way his eyes took in my breasts and crotch made it as clear as day.

"Lali" he groaned. "I want you so bad.." It was as simple as that.

And when Alex came over and pushed me back onto the bed I simply reached up and held his shoulders. As I lay back, I simply moaned out aloud and stared up at him.

He unhooked my bra and leaned down to suck my nipples as my breasts separated and settled. Then he was taking off my panties as well, and sinking his face down between my legs. He began to eat me, poking his tongue about between my pussy lips and nipping them gently.




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I grew wet instantly and I spread my legs wide for him and rolled my head about from side to side. Sparks of pleasure ran through me and my nipples ached, longing to feel his lips and tongue. Oh he is a very talented cunt-lapper!

He had me cumming in no time at all. And I hooked my heels into the coverlet and arched my back, thrusting my crotch into his sucking, gnawing mouth. Soon only my feet and shoulderblades seemed to be touching the bed, and I was quivering with pleasure.

He stood up suddenly and shoved down his shorts. His huge cock sprang out and swayed up and down. In my excited state, I would have fucked a donkey, but it was lucky that I didn’t really see his 12" tool at the time. He took it in his hand and crawled between my legs, nudging his cockhead between the lips of my cunt. He sank into me and began pumping hard.

I was half out of my mind. I lost track of time. All I could really feel was the hage steel bar that was stretching my cunt lips and moving in and out, in and out. In what seemed like seconds, he was quivering on top of me as he rammed his deeper and deeper. He swore and then he was shooting his cum into me in great hot gobs. Wad after wad of it spurted deep inside me. He seemed to have liters of the stuff.

We spent the next two hours together and apart from fucking once more, talked a lot. I don’t know whether it was the Scotch or Alex’s encouragement, but I suddenly found myself telling him all about you and the time we had done that threesome with Gauri. And before I knew what I was doing, I found myself wondering aloud about how it would be with two men…. Alex smiled and said that that would be very easy to arrange. As I stared at him, he explained that he had a partner who was at that moment away in Delhi on business, but would be back in a couple of days. Gerard was a Frenchman, and the two of them were very close, often indulging in orgies and threesomes when they were back in Europe.

I could barely wait. But Gerard was away and my husband had some parties that I had to attend with him. So it was almost ten days later that I found myself naked in bed with two fair European men and their stiff, red cocks.

In all sincerity I can now say that I hadn’t lived, sexually speaking, until I’d been to bed with two men at the same time. I was surrounded by cock and I loved it. That night will live forever in my memory as one of the most exciting and exotic I’ve ever spent.

I began by sucking both cocks. They were as hard as granite already and didn’t really need any extra stimulation, but I wanted them in my mouth desperately. It was an irresistible urge. I held them close to each other and drove my lips down on first one and then the other. At one point I butted them together and wrapped my mouth around both cockheads at once. I flicked my tongue between them and lost track of which cock was which.

That was such a large part of the turn-on for me, dealing with two cocks, two bodies. I found myself closing my eyes as the evening wore on, so that I wouldn’t know from time to time who was doing what to me.

They stroked me all over as I sucked their cocks, their hands moving over my breasts and belly, up my thighs and between my legs. My skin began to tingle. My nipples were rock-hard. I whimpered and groaned with pleasure.

Then we got down to some serious fucking. I lay on my back, letting Alex plow in and out of my cunt while I sucked hard on Gerard’s cock. I crouched on my hands and knees, gulping Alex’s prick deep into my throat while Gerard screwed me doggie-style. I sat on top of Gerard and bounced up and down on his dick while I held Alex’s cock in my fist and let him fuck my face. What a night!

I climaxed again and again. I lost track of how many times I came. But the men held back, keeping their cocks hard as steel for me. I ended up letting them do as they liked with me.

Alex lay flat on his back on the bed, his cock jutting up high through his fist. I squatted over him and Gerard helped lower me down on top of Alex’s prick. When he was inside me to the balls, I leaned forward and scraped my erect nipples lightly across Alex’s chest. Gerard crawled in behind me and planted one hand on my upturned ass cheeks.

The other hand held his cock and he pressed the swollen head up against the puckered ring of my asshole. I waited patiently, scarcely believing I was allowing this to happen. Maybe I didn’t believe it was really possible.

Gerard pressed down on me. He grabbed hold of my hair and tugged as if he was reining in a horse. Alex’s cock throbbed within my cunt.

For a few seconds nothing happened. I just felt a dull ache as Gerard’s large cock strained down between my asscheeks. But then something seemed to give. And inch after inch of his swollen cock forced its way into my tight asshole!

It was the first time I had been fucked up the ass! And this while I had another cock stuffed up my cunt!!

Inch after inch of cock filled my asshole until finally I felt Gerard’s pubic hair against my ass cheeks and knew he was in my all the way. I felt bloated, absolutely choked. With cock. I stayed sandwiched between them feeling like I was in some sort of trance. I could barely move.

They moved for me. Suddenly, both men were all motion, pistoning their cocks into me in sequence, as if they’d been programmed for this all their lives. I’ve never felt so good. I was stuffed with the cocks of two men, and the feelings rippling through me were indescribable. I started to cum again almost right away.

Alex stared up at me with a strange light in his eyes. He thrust his cock up inside me, grunting heavily as my cunt engulfed him. I knew he could feel the pressure of Gerard’s dick.

Gerard began bucking up and down on top of me as if he’d lost all control. He was plowing his cock into my ass up to the balls again and again. He panted and groaned in my ear, and I knew from the sound that he would be cumming any second.

"I can feel you cock, Alex! I can feel your cock in her cunt!" he cried. And he thrust his prick deep up my ass one more time.

Alex’s eyes glazed over suddenly. And then he seemed to go stiff and jerky. I thought I could feel his cock expanding inside me and then it flexed once, then spurted out a stream of cum that made me tremble with ecstasy. I could feel every spurt!

I twisted my head and looked at Gerard over my shoulder, and with a great lunge of his hips he began pouring out his semen in thick, sticky wads. Once, twice, three times his cock trembled. And each time it shot out a stream of sperm deep into my bowels. Both men were cuming inside me at the same time.

When she finished telling me this incredibly hot episode, Poonam stopped and squeezed my prick meaningfully. I realized the telling had excited me considerably and I had a rock hard stand. So I did what she wanted – climbed on top of her and thrust smoothly into her moist cunt. We fucked slowly, knowing already that it was probably the last time we would do so. Poonam had developed a taste for two man sessions, and I did not think her new boyfriends were going to want me in on the trio. Also, I did not think I wanted to share her like that – I was not quite ready psychologically for something like this – call me an MCP, but while I had really enjoyed our threesome with Gauri, I did not think I could handle sharing my woman with another man -- on the same bed! And I knew I had no interest in anal love!

The months after Poonam and I split were quite frustrating. I had no other lover and I made no move on any of my old girlfriends. I knew no one who could match Poonam in really hot sex, and I was still smarting from the fact that she had actually moved on to another lover – two of them, actually.

Then, one day, right out of the blue, she called me. After the mutual exchange of pleasantries – I carefully refrained from asking her about her sex life and we did not refer to anything intimate, she asked if I was in town for the next few days. When I replied that I was, she asked if I could take a friend of hers out for dinner. She said this was an old classmate who had been her best friend in school. And she was rather keen to meet me…. She left a lot unsaid, but I could read between the lines – she was feeling guilty that I had been left in the lurch, so to speak, and she was trying her best to set me up with another girl. Not wanting to seem upset, I agreed and we fixed a lunch date.

I was not sure what to expect – probably a plumpish society type who perhaps was looking for a bit of cock on the side. But when I looked up to see the girl standing by my table, I could only hold my breath in surprise. Long, thick dark hair that fell almost to her waist, a slim waist set off by the low-hipped sari that she wore, breasts that pushed against her sleeveless blouse, the silk tight over each one. A lovely face, the fair skin set off by the full red lips. I just couldn’t keep my eyes off her lips – she had colored them a very dark red and all I could think of was how they would look wrapped around the head of my dick. Her name was Lalitha.

We sat and chatted while we had a drink each, but neither of us ordered any food. We kept stealing glances at each other, until I just couldn’t take it any more and whispered that I had some Scotch at my place. She agreed, after I moment’s hesitation. In the taxi, we sat well apart – I did not trust myself close enough to her!

Alone at my place (she was the first girl I had invited home – all the rest I had met and fucked at various city hotels), I poured us a shot of scotch each. As she sipped hers, she stood at the window looking out and I knew I had to have her. The blood was heavy in my head as I went up behind her and slid my arms about her, running my hands over the taut mounds of her bosom. And then she put her glass down with one graceful movement and turned in my arms and those lovely lips were pressed to mine, our tongues already hotly exploring each other’s mouths.

Her body melted to mine. She was pliant, supplicating. I touched the surprising firmness of her breasts again and felt a nipple quickly harden between my fingers. She slipped a hand between my legs, unzipping my fly and I felt my stomach muscles contract sharply when she gripped my balls in a hard fist. Mmmm, it felt good! She knew just how to touch!

I squeezed her breasts and she moaned at my touch, then her entire body slid downwards like a snake. I felt her hands at my fly, withdrawing my swollen meat. "Oh, I love your cock," she moaned.

She was pulling me down on the floor, using my dick as a kind of string. I knelt on the floor, right between her soft, full thighs. Her hands touched and stroked me, fingering my ass, tugging at my balls. "Fuck me. Fuck me right away. I can’t wait!" she whispered, lifting her inviting hips up and swaying them, trying to draw me in. She wanted it bad, this one!

"Not so fast!" I told her and eased my body up, finally straddling her face. She asked me what I was doing and as she opened her mouth I pushed the head of my cock just past her full, sensual lips and told her softly to lick the head of my cock.

I pushed slowly and her beautiful crimson lips opened and the head of my cock vanished into the hottest, and suddenly wettest mouth I could imagine. I could feel her tongue exploring the head of my cock. I felt my cock grow hotter and harder as her tongue began to swipe at it. I told her to tighten her lips around it, making it like a tight vagina. She listened to me. She licked at it, her tongue flitting in and out of her mouth. It felt like butterflies dancing on the head of my meat. She devoured it hungrily; I could feel the warmth of her mouth as she scraped her tongue against the length of my shaft. I shuddered uncontrollably for a couple of seconds. She was fantastic!

Her lips closed around me and her mouth was filled with more saliva. Her eyes watched mine and I think she took pleasure in seeing my excitement. I could imagine how wet her pussy must be.

Lalitha began to suck me, slowly at first; then her head bobbed up and down rhythmically. I watched the smoothness of her body, the creamy, unblemished skin, the tensed musculature of her calves and thighs as she worked on me. Her eyes were closed; she was lost in the rapture of fellating me.

I pushed slowly; feeding my cock into her mouth as she suddenly began to suck at it without urging. Her lips were tightly compressed around it and I could see that she was really getting off on sucking my cock. Me too! I pushed further and further, but took it slow. Her hands came up and held my tool by the base and I took two handfuls of her thick hair as my cock went all the way down her throat and out again!

I lifted my ass in my heated passion and fucked her long and slow in the throat. I pushed in and out and was delighted with the way she sucked at my cock and pushed her tongue hard against it as I fucked her faster and faster. Spittle was flying all over, dripping down from the corners of her mouth and she was eating it all up! I lifted and pushed and felt the hot flow of juice in that full mouth. I loved watching my cock disappear inside her sweet lips.

I could feel myself building higher and higher from her expert stroking; I had wanted to fuck her, but this felt oh, so good. She milked my tool sucking progressively faster; I tried to hold back, wanting not to come too fast. She consumed my cock as though she was starved! Much against my will, I went closer and closer. Finally, I stopped her. I put my hands to her shoulders and pulled her up to me. "Let’s not waste it here," I said.

"Oh I want to do things to your body!" she said, breathing much heavier. "Show me your bedroom!"

At the entrance to it, she pressed her hot body against mine again. She unbuttoned my shirt and buried her face in my chest. I felt her hands on my belt buckle; soon she had all my clothes off. "Lie down," she said. "Let me do all the work." I couldn’t argue with that. She’d been pretty good so far. I relaxed on the bed and watched her.

Lalitha stood slightly in front of me, her legs spread slightly apart, toes pointed outward. The sari fell in soft folds around her ankles; the satin skirt went next and then her fingers went behind her back to undo her blouse. The cloth slipped down her arms to reveal large breasts, proud and sexy in a lacy white bra. Then, looking into my eyes, she unsnapped this and let it fall away. Even though her breasts were large, they did not sag. Two fingers played with the elastic of her white panties. Slowly she lowered the lacy garment; her thick bush was dark. against her white skin. She stepped out of her panties and knelt on the bed. "Would you eat me?" she asked.

"Love to," I said, loving her frankness. I sat up somewhat as she straddled my chest, facing me. I grabbed her ass and pulled her sweet pussy to me. Her hands held the headboard for stability, and she pushed her pelvis at me, grinding her bush into my face.

Lalitha tasted sweet, the taste of healthy pussy. I licked at it, my tongue slowly covering the length of her labia. "Ooooh," she moaned. I clutched at her buttocks, appreciating the tightness, the firmness of her muscles as she involuntarily flexed them to my tongue action.

She touched her breast with her free hand; I saw her tweak a nipple, then pinch it slightly. I licked a little faster, concentrating now on the point of her clitoris. I watched as she pulled at her nipple, pinching it, twisting it. She stretched her nipple out before her, then threw back her head, and I heard a long groan of passion. Her hips thrust wildly into my face and I knew she was close to a big climax. Saving the best for last, I held her ass tightly and gently kissed her clit.

"Aaaaggghhhh!" she moaned and came all over me, twisting and thrusting. Seeing the effect that it had on her, I continued to lick it, rolling her flesh gently between my lips.

"Oooooh," she said, then came a series of small but wrenching climaxes. "Give me your cock!" she panted.

My untended tool had been waiting, solid and throbbing. I made an effort to get up; I wanted to mount her.

"Nooo" she cooed, pushing me down. "I’m going to ride you!" She moved down my body, her wet slit poised above my waiting cock. She lowered herself roughly on it and I felt the tightness of her pussy as she took it all in. Gosh, she was good! "You’re so hard!" she said to me. "You feel so good!"

Lalitha placed her hands on my chest and began to go up and down. It felt great but it was time to try something new. "Rock on me," I said. "Go back and forth, not up and down. Ever do that before?"

"No" she said. I grinned, "You’ll love it.

She rocked slowly, tentatively, at first. "Oooh, that’s nice," she said. My cock rode inside her at a different angle. She rocked faster, stroking my meat beautifully with talented, tight pussy lips. Her pelvis ground into mine with each forward rock and I could tell that she was getting close very quickly. Taking my cue from what I’d seen her doing to herself moments ago, I reached up to her globes and squeezed them. She groaned with each stroke now, and I gently pinched her nipples, then pulled them. Wow, she went crazy! She rocked faster than I thought possible, bringing us both closer. Suddenly she froze in mid-stroke and let out a long moan.

Every muscle in her body strained on top of me; she shook for a moment from tension, then she relaxed, breathing heavily. My palms pressed against her breasts, holding up her limp body.

I eased her off me and laid her on the bed. Slowly, she regained her strength. "Wow!" she said. "That was wonderful!" She hugged me. "That was even better than I expected!" She looked down at me. "Give me a minute to catch my breath," she panted. "Then it’s your turn."

I rolled over on top of her, feeling those wonderful tits against my chest. I leaned back on my haunches; she spread her legs for me and I pulled at her thighs, bringing her swollen cunt lips closer and closer to my thick tool. I lifted her hips to me and penetrated her. Lalitha arched her back, pushing herself to me till I was buried to the hilt. Holding her firm ass, I stroked slowly into her.

I felt the sleek skin of her soft legs as they slid against my thighs. Her hands gripped the sheets and her head rolled slowly from side to side as she moaned softly with each stroke. I reached out and massaged her breasts; her eyes closed and she was lost in pleasure. She was such a beautiful lover, I thought. I would do whatever was necessary to keep this from being a one-time fuck.

I stroked harder into her. Her pussy lips tightened against my cock. It was harder to push into her but ten times more pleasurable. I matched her tightness with rougher strokes. I felt myself getting very close. Her head thrashed from side to side and she began to come again. I felt my sperm shooting from me, deep within her, her taut cunt squeezing, milking me, satisfying me better than I had been for a long time. I came until I couldn’t and she continued to push her pelvis to me. Finally I just fell out, totally spent.

Well, there it is. That’s how Lali and I got together. You’ve heard all about us after that and we’re still together. Now, I must end this, because the two girls are eating each other on the bed and I’ve got such a hard-on from remembering all of this and watching them, that it’s painful.

See you sometime – maybe we can party?

Lots of sexy kisses,

Rajesh

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To Be Continued...



Letters to Purvi Ch. 09



The correspondence is between me and a lonely housewife in Calcutta, who has since become a very close friend.

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Darling Purvi,

I'm glad you liked my last letter so much. And yes, I would really like to party with you and Uday -- perhaps we should make it a foursome with Lali and maybe even Mona -- that would be quite memorable.

Since you have asked me for more, I thought it would be interesting to tell you about my first experiences with a woman -- the time I lost my virginity. That was when I first discovered how much fun sex could really be.

I was quite young at the time -- only 19. I had failed my board examinations and my parents decided to move me to another city, assuming (rightly so) that I had too many distractions at home and re-appearing for the exams in a totally different environment would be far more effective. If only they knew!

I was therefore sent to Bombay to stay with my uncle, my mother's older cousin. My uncle was one of the oldest members of the family, and had a thriving business in the export of machinery components. He had started from the ground up and worked his way to his present level of success by concentrating on business alone. It was not till he was approaching 50 that he finally agreed to get married and had subsequently married my aunt, who was considerably younger. It was an arranged match -- I had never met my aunt as my uncle rarely if ever attended the normal family functions, apparently finding it very difficult to get away from his business affairs.

It was a very comfortable arrangement for me. They lived in a large flat in a quiet suburb of Bombay and had few if any friends and visitors. I was given my own room and left pretty much to myself. My aunt Seema turned out to be a rather good-looking woman in her thirties and I remember thinking that my uncle seemed to have been pretty lucky in making the match. My uncle was out of the house most of the time, either at office or visiting his various suppliers scattered across Bombay or in neighboring Gujarat. My aunt spent most of her time in her rehearsal room -- she had been an award winning classical dancer before she married my uncle and she practiced for over five hours every day, using a set of recorded tapes so that she did not have to bother with hiring musicians.

Some time after I moved in, my aunt was asked if she would perform at a charity show organized by a well known cultural organization. She checked with my uncle and he finally agreed only because one of the chief organizers was a long time business acquaintance who personally requested him to give his permission.

Aunt Seema was quite transformed by the project. Live musicians were called in and the three weeks leading up to the event had her practicing up to seven hours a day. The house resounded to the thumps of the tabla and the musical notes of her belled anklets were everywhere. In fact, she took to wearing lighter anklets at all other times, so that the soft chime of bells always accompanied her wherever she went.

The day of the performance dawned. I was to go straight to the hall from my tuition classes and my uncle was to come straight in from office. I was there well in time and therefore was able to get a good seat right in front. I had no great interest in classical dance at the time, but had come simply out of family loyalty.

The program started a little behind schedule. Most of the dancers were quite good -- but my aunt amazed me. It was quite obvious that she was definitely in a class well above the others. She was dancing Odissi, a temple dance that is very sensuous and I was quite entranced. Suddenly the woman whom I had seen around the house, her long hair casually twisted into an oily bun, dressed in a caftan or a simple sari, was quite simply -- a goddess. Her elaborate jewelry shone in the stage lights. Her gold embroidered costume clung to her outlines, which were definitely voluptuous. Her hips swayed, her lovely bosom heaved. Her wide expressive eyes danced and her long and lovely fingers made beautiful patterns in the air. All too soon, the performance was over.

In the interval, an usher came to me with a note from my aunt. It said that my uncle had been unable to come to the performance, as he needed to fly to the US the same night on urgent business and had been held up at the office, awaiting his tickets and other papers. She added that she wished to return home immediately to see him off, so if I could meet her with a taxi at the stage door, we could leave without any delay.

I did as she asked and found her waiting. Not having had time to change, she had simply thrown a shawl around her elaborate costume. She said little as she stepped into the car, except to ask the driver to hurry. She seemed in no mood to make conversation and simply smiled when I complimented her on her incredible performance. I did not speak much after that -- the car was full of the heady scent of the flowers in her hair and the bouquet she had been presented. I was embarrassingly conscious of the close proximity of a very attractive woman. Her thigh had come to rest against mine when she got in and the bags she had placed on the other side prevented her from moving away -- not that I wanted her to move away.

My experience with girls at the time was incredibly limited. I had no sisters or close female friends and any romantic flings had been restricted to distant admiration of the prettier girls in college. As I had never been one for the party life, I had had little opportunity to meet many girls in a social way.

We were soon at the house and my aunt proceeded up the stairs while I paid off the cab. When I got in, I heard the sound of raised voices from my uncle's bedroom -- he was evidently packing for his trip. I could understand the reason for my aunt's poor mood -- she had been looking forward to this - her night of glory for which she had put in a considerable amount of effort -- and her husband had failed to show up! It did not help that my uncle was not in the least bit repentant -- the program had very low importance in his scheme of things and he could not see what the fuss was all about.

I went to my room and changed into a T-shirt and lungi, waiting for the house to quiet down so that I could masturbate a little. I was quite excited by the sight of my aunt and the other lovely girls I had been watching, and I thought that it would be nice to lie in bed and stroke myself for a while. I was not a habitual masturbator, but the excitement of the evening had left me with an uncomfortable erection and I was badly in need of some relief.

Soon, it was time for my uncle to leave. I joined them at the door, finding my aunt still in her costume. I could not help but notice the deep and mysterious valley of her cleavage, uncovered now and clearly visible above the tight silk of her blouse.

I went back to my room, very aware of the sensation of the cloth of the lungi moving across the circumcised head of my cock (I wore no underwear), maintaining my semi-erection. As soon as I had the door closed, I lay across the bed and gripped my now turgid tool in one hand. I had no intention to rub hard -- this was one cum I wanted to last.

I had just started by rubbing my thumb across the velvety head of my cock when there was a soft knock on the door and my aunt called out. I had to quickly wrap my lungi around my waist and open the door. I could only hope that she would not notice the obvious bulge at my crotch., where my erection was barely covered by the folds of cloth.

My aunt said that she was still keyed up from the show and planned to dance for a while in the rehearsal room to tire herself out. Since I had so enjoyed the earlier show, would I like to watch? I accepted immediately, reasoning that I could always resume my solitary pleasure a little later -- and it would be all the better if I had some fresh material for my fantasies!

We went over to the rehearsal room, which was simply a large room with a cool marble floor. On one wall was an expensive stereo system and a thick white cotton mattress was placed to one side -- it was here that the musicians and visitors were seated.

My aunt busied herself with selecting the music while I sat, carefully cross-legged on the mattress. She had lit some sticks of incense, and the heady fragrance of jasmine filled the room, raising my already heightened senses to a newer level.

Then, she danced. I do not remember what exactly the dance was, as my knowledge of Odissi was and is limited. But it was very different from the one she had performed on stage. The movements were quieter somehow, and she moved slowly and fluidly, often holding a particular pose for a beat longer. It soon became obvious that this was some kind of dance of worship -- Odissi is a temple dance and was originally danced in worship of the residing deity.

Slowly, the pace built up. I could not take my eyes off her -- her heaving bosom, her rounded hips and her long fingers. My nostrils were filled with the scent of jasmine flowers -- my ears with the soft music. My erection was now rock hard and I could see a damp spot on my lungi, where some pre-cum fluid had leaked out. I did my best to hide the rise, keeping my hands in my crotch in an effort to cover it. Unfortunately my hands kept brushing against my erection, making it even harder till it was almost painful.

And then it was over. With a slow movement, Seema Auntie finished in a kneeling position, her forehead touching the floor, her hands outstretched before her. As the music came to an end, she sat up. She was breathing deeply from her exertions and was covered in a light sweat despite the air-conditioning. Her bosom rose and fell with every breath and my eyes were irresistibly drawn to her breasts, tightly encased in the deep red blouse.

"Well, that is a compliment!" my aunt said. With a start I realised that she quite probably had seen where I was looking and looked up at her face. But her eyes were on my crotch. She sucked in her breath and moved closer. "Can I touch it?" she purred. Her eyes were kind of glassy and she was breathing funny. I nodded and closed my eyes, too embarrassed to watch her do it.

And before I could make a move, she had leaned forward and reached out to hold my cock through the thin cloth. "Ohhhh" she moaned as her fingers caressed the shaft. "It’s getting bigger. I think it likes me," she giggled. My cock thumped against her warm, soft fingers as it grew in her hand.

I gasped and for a moment could not breathe. My cock was harder than I’d ever seen it. I felt I might come at any second. I gritted my teeth and held my breath, trying my best to make it last. My head was a jumble of sensations – the erotic sent of the incense, the soft white mattress under me and the pain of my erection – and the soft warmth of the hand that held it. I could only stare quite petrified at the beautiful woman who knelt right in front of me, smiling gently as she ran her thumb over the top of my cock. I stammered and placed a hand over the hand at my crotch, instinctively trying to pull it away.

My aunt shushed me with a motion of her lips, shaking her head. She then reached out and gently removed my hand, before placing a finger across my lips.

"Lie back," she whispered. "And keep still."

And then she pulled at my lungi with one hand as I lay back on the mattress, moving closer so that I could feel the heat of her body as her knee pressed into my thigh. I moaned involuntarily as the cloth moved off my aching cock, which she released only to capture again, now moving her hand up and down its length.

"Have you ever done it…?" she panted as her hand began stroking my tingling tool. I shook my head and shoved my hips at her maddening hand. She knelt over one of my legs, pressing her crotch down on it as she stroked my dick.

I had always wondered whether I had an average cock, like most teenagers. Any doubts I had were now put to rest as she exclaimed in pleasure at her first sight of it – nine inches even at that age, thick and hard.

I was lying back and watching her, almost with disbelief, but now I sat up, propping myself on my elbows as she bent low and kissed it. I moaned louder, and panted a little – I was beginning to wonder whether this was all a dream.

The long fingers of her other hand played up my bare leg and reached my crotch. I felt my heart beating as she now moved both hands over my throbbing cock. My aunt smiled and licked her lips invitingly as she stared at my rigid tool, her inviting mouth a bare inch away. I lifted my hips, poking her in the mouth with my hard dick.

She lifted one hand to her head and tugged at something. I could feel her long black hair falling silkily over my bare thighs as she bent her head forward and put her full, hot lips against my now very hard and throbbing dick.

Her lips enveloped my dick, and her tongue ran tight little circles around the sensitive head, making my entire body quiver. She gradually took more and more of me inside her warm, moist and hungry mouth and sucked my tool ferociously. She held my balls securely in one hand and wrapped the other hand tightly around the swollen shaft. Her tightly wrapped hand traveled up and down my shaft with the same motion of her lovely head.

I felt the familiar tugging inside me as my cock flew in and out of the hard friction of her soft but tightly compressed mouth – only it was much, much stronger than I had ever known. I went crazy, lifting my hips higher and higher, trying to jam my entire cock inside her throat. She was making noises that sent delicious little vibrations up and down my cock. My toes were clenching and curling as my cock shot in and out of her slippery mouth and her entire head was moving to the rhythm of my passionate thrusts. I gasped out that I was going to cum.

I think, even in my passion, I was a little surprised when she did not move away. She actually wanted me to cum in her mouth!

With a harsh groan I shoved my entire cock all the way inside my aunt’s mouth and began to shoot my hot cum into her throat. I felt my semen begin boiling forth in a glorious burst of pleasure. I shot my cum into her hot mouth and could imagine the sperm covering her full, red lips. It felt so good; I didn’t care about anything, just releasing my love juices into the wonderfully sexy mouth of this beautiful woman.

I was crying out and shaking all over with the force of my cumming and she was making noises that further excited my crazed penis.

I pulled out a little so that I wouldn’t choke her and when I opened my eyes I was astonished to see her sucking and licking up every last drop of my sperm. My cock was sensitive and my balls ached with the force of that discharge, but I couldn’t make her stop. Her lips were moving up and down my cock, her tongue whipping around and around it, tasting and probing and I swear she got every single drop!

I was lying there panting and still trembling a little when she sighed and sat up.

"I hope that is not all you have in you," she said, rising to her feet. "Because I want some more."

I could not answer. My throat was hoarse from all the panting I had been doing and I could only look up at her, still barely able to grasp what was happening.

Seema Auntie giggled. "You poor boy," she smiled. "This is the first time you are with a girl, is it not?"

I nodded my head dumbly – I still did not trust my voice.

Meanwhile her hands were busy, unbuttoning and unpinning her costume. A few snaps and her blouse was shrugged off her shoulders. Another snap and her black bra fell away to the floor, while I drank in my first sight of a naked woman’s breasts. Unlike the unreal pictures of hugely busted blondes I had seen in pornographic magazines, Auntie’s breasts stood proudly out on her chest, with only a hint of sag. Her nipples were really large – I have never seen any with such large aureoles. In the bright lights of the rehearsal room, I saw her nipples begin to harden and lift up, pointing out.

Then she bent and slid off her panties. I had been too immersed in her breasts to realise that she had already undone and dropped the lower sari-type garment. Underneath she had on a simple pair of flower patterned cotton panties, which she now lowered.

As Seema Auntie stood up, smiling a little, I realised she was not the least bit embarrassed by the fact that she now stood quite nude, except for a few ornaments, before her nephew by marriage. She ran her hands over her hips and moved them up to her breasts, cupping and stroking the nipples with the tips of her fingers.

"Well darling," she said softly. "Time to lose your virginity!"

And with that, she knelt beside me again, reaching for my still moist cock, looking deep into my eyes all the while. I groaned as she bent and gave my aroused tool a few quick sucks to bring it to full erection

My hand went for one of her big tits and she turned and moved into my arms, kissing me with those red, cock-sucking lips. "You’ve really got a nice big cock," she whispered in my ear. "How did you like being sucked?"

"auntie, I…" I began, but she put a hand over my mouth.

"Just Seema, darling…" she breathed into my ear, before moving her lips to cover mine. For a brief moment, I felt her soft lips move against mine, her tongue easing past my lips and into my mouth. I grabbed her tits, suddenly desperate to know every inch of her lovely body. I ran my hands all over them, cupping and pressing them in growing excitement.

Then she raised herself up and swung a leg across my hips till she was straddling me. Her long black hair, the remnants of her floral decoration caught here and there in its strands, covered her shoulders as she looked down at our crotches. She then steadied herself with one hand on my chest as she held my now hard cock in the other hand and pointed me up at her cunt.

For a moment she stayed in this position, rubbing slightly on my cock, moving her little finger over the sensitive tip. And then she positioned herself over me and let herself down, slowly. As my cock sank into her, she threw her head back and let out a deep, earthy moan that seemed to vibrate all the way down to my balls.

I groaned in response. Sensation was all over me. My cock felt like it had never felt before. Her pussy was incredibly hot and wet and she was moaning and gasping frantically, seemingly on the verge of an explosive orgasm.

Then lovely Seema began grinding her hot cunt against my cock, mashing herself against my pelvic bone with a tight circular motion. She leaned over me and shook those lovely tits on my chest. Her erect nipples brushed against mine and now we were both moaning like two hot and horny lovers.

I grabbed those beautiful mounds and sucked on them one at a time. Her tight, swollen nipples expanded even further inside my mouth. I’d never seen nipples grow so long and hard. They were the tightest, firmest nipples I could ever had imagined. Her breasts seemed to swell with every breath she took. And they felt like soft pillows as this lovely woman’s body rose and fell hard and fast on my rigid cock.

Her voice was singing an erotic symphony. Her frantic moaning was interspersed with hard gasps and intermittent panting. As she got hotter, she emitted soft whimpers and when she was right on the verge of soaking my crotch, she shrieked. Even though I had cum in what seemed to be torrents only a few minutes before, I could feel my orgasm rising swiftly. I groaned and tried to hold back, but it was no use.



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"Now!" she gasped. "Cum with me!" She trembled all over and screamed as my hot, thick cum spurted into her cunt. Her spasming pussy unleashed a torrent of her hot, musky cum. It ran in swift-moving little streams down the insides of my thighs and soaked the mattress beneath us. I thought her flow would never end.




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Seema kept right on fucking me. Her lovely body kept rising and falling on my cock, keeping me hard.

Finally she seemed to lose steam and she sank down on me, covering me with her trembling body, her warm breath in soft pants in my ear. As her cunt relaxed its grip on my dick I felt the wetness of our combined juices flowing out to cover my crotch and balls.

Then with a deep sigh she rolled off and I gasped as my semi-hard tool slipped from the warm tube which had been holding it. The cool air of the room notwithstanding, we were both covered in a light film of sweat, leaving our skins slick to the touch – somehow that added a really powerful element of erotica to the scene, making me even more excited.

We both lay quiet for a while, Seema running a gentle hand over my chest and down to my crotch, where I could feel the hairs still soaked with our cum.

Try as I might, I could not suppress a feeling of guilt about my uncle. I wondered how to bring it up, not wanting to break the mood. Then Seema solved the problem for me.

"Don’t worry about your uncle," she said. "He has never had sex with me – and probably never will."

I sat up in surprise. "Never?" I looked down at Seema, who was lying back in sweet abandon on the slightly disarrayed mattress. Her luxuriant black hair framed her lovely face; little flowers were scattered in the strands. Her breasts rose and fell softly, the lovely nipples still distended in excitement. One hand was in her crotch, idly stroking the puffy lips of her wet pussy, which was framed in the gently curling dark bush. Somehow I could not imagine being married to this incredible creature for so many years and never fucking her.

"Never." She said, a little sadly. " He has absolutely no interest in it, you know. I do not know why – perhaps he is gay? Soon after we were married I made a couple of advances which he repulsed with complete disinterest. I soon learned that he had simply married me to stop the family from pestering him with marriage proposals. All that he is apparently interested in is his business – I am just required as a hostess and housekeeper."

She spoke with little bitterness, almost with humor. "I had almost given up hope of ever having a proper orgasm again – then when I noticed the way you were looking at me this evening, all the way back in the cab and afterwards, I knew I just had to have you."

"It is not like I have never known what an orgasm is like" she continued. "If I was a traditional Indian girl who comes a virgin to her marriage bed, perhaps I would never have known what I was missing. But I had a boyfriend in college, and we fucked and sucked and did all kinds of wonderful things with each other -- but we could never marry, because he was already engaged to another girl. And after our affair, my reputation was ruined in our community and I had quite literally to take what ever was available in the marriage market -- which turned out to be your uncle!"

Her fingers were now moving deeper into her cunt, two fingers slipping in and out, sliding easily and emerging shining with dampness. "Since we are busy getting rid of your virginity," she whispered a little huskily. " Perhaps it would be good to finish the evening in the classic position."

With that, she lay back and spread her legs wide, looking up at me with a lazy welcoming smile. Her meaning was obvious. I felt a current of fresh excitement run through me. I rose up on my knees and looked a little doubtfully at my semi hard tool.

"I don’t know about this," I said, a little embarrassed, because I was not used to discussing such intimate details with a woman – and especially not naked! Also, I was not quite sure how many times a man was supposed to be able to cum – I normally had just one orgasm every time I masturbated.

Seema was not worried by such minor details.

"Bring it here," she husked. I moved closer and she reached out and caught hold of my prick with both hands. Juice glistened on the hand that had been in her cunt and she wiped it on my tool and used her long and supple fingers to spread it over the dark flesh. All the while she pulled gently until I was kneeling beside her head.

Seema parted her full lips and ran the end of her tongue around the head of my prick. Then putting one hand behind my ass for leverage, she lifted her head and took my entire prick into her mouth, holding it at the base with her other hand.

I moaned as I felt her tongue begin to work all over my cock. I looked down at her and saw that she was looking up at me. I felt a strong rush of absolute lust for this woman and I could feel it move into my cock, which rapidly hardened. Slowly the engorged length moved out of Seema’s lips as it became harder and harder.

I caressed her dark black hair and the sides of her cheeks as she let her tongue flick wildly against the sensitive tip of my cock. And in no time at all, I was kneeling between her legs with a very respectable hard-on poking out of my groin.

Seema lay back and smiled up at me, spreading her legs wide. I took a deep breath and looked down at the lovely body offered to me and drank in every detail. The large soft mounds of her breasts, each crowned with a dark hard nipple that stood out, all puckered up. Her long fingered hands, running over her stomach and up to her breasts, tweaking each nipple and massaging her breasts. Her long legs, wide apart now, showing me every detail of her wet pussy – the thick hair still wet and matted from our last bout and the puffy lips that she now spread with the fingers of one hand. She then reached down and grasped my very erect dick with her other soft hand, running her fingers over the hard length and then holding it and moving the loose skin back and forth, keeping my excitement at a fever pitch.

"Time to fuck, darling." She whispered. "Time you really had your first woman. Don’t worry about holding back – I’m wet and ready and so hot I think I will cum from just feeling your cock inside me."

I leaned forward and watched with fascination as she held my cock head against her pussy lips and rubbed it up and down her slit. Then she was pushing it into the center and I could feel her lips opening up for it – soft and yielding, then my cock moving into that hot and liquid tube that held me so tight.

With a moan I slammed my hips forward and sank all the way in right up to the hilt. Seema gasped at my thrust, which was hard enough to move her a few inches up the mattress. But she was wet enough and I don’t think she was in any pain.

For another long moment I looked down at the junction of our bodies, where the curled hairs of our bushes were rubbing together and then I knew I could not wait any longer.

I lowered myself on her softness. Her soft breasts were like pillows between us and I moved one hand up to a breast, which I began to squeeze.

Seema groaned at my sudden weight. "Easy, darling," she murmured. "You’re heavy – take your weight on your arms – yes, your elbows – that’s right. Then swing your hips up and down and don’t worry about how hard you ram me – I can take it all!"

I had stopped in confusion and not a little embarrassment, but the encouraging motions of her hands on my ass made me swing my hips up and down, following the urging of her hands.

The sensation was delightful. I could feel my cock bury itself deep within her body and then emerge a little way, and then go deep in again. I wondered how much of this pleasure I could handle.

Seema moaned throatily in my ear and then swung her legs up and locked her ankles over my heaving ass. Her nails were buried in my buttocks and she used this as a lever to swing upwards with her hips with every stroke I made downwards, slamming our crotches together. Now I knew why she had suggested we try this ‘classic’ position – even now I get no greater pleasure than when I am ‘in the saddle’ so to speak, with a lovely woman writhing under the impact of my cock.

Her strong dancer’s thighs held me hard around the waist. With every stroke, the bells on her anklets tinkled loud enough to be heard over our moans. And that will always be the strongest memory of that first fuck – how the bells chimed with the motion of each stroke. Even today, all I have to do is hear the soft sound of a woman’s anklets to find myself instantly hard!

I could not last very long. Even though I had cum twice already, I was very near when Seema suddenly screamed out and pulled me harder into her, urging me to go faster and to ‘really give it to me!’ I slammed in and out as fast as I could, feeling the rising tide of my own cum.

And then I came. I do not know how much semen actually spurted out, but the orgasm was huge and it felt like I was pumping buckets into her. I groaned in dismay when I came, as I had hoped to wait for Seema, but my orgasm only seemed to set her off – she went absolutely rigid and put one arm around my neck, holding me hard against her body. Along my cock I felt a clenching and releasing again and again as she came, a long and delightful orgasm that left her shuddering and twitching.

I rolled off her and I remember her reaching down to hold my wet and now quite limp cock, just before I fell into an exhausted sleep.

I awoke late the next morning. I was alone, sprawled on the mattress, which had been pushed towards the center of the room by our exertions. Sometime during the night, Seema must have washed off my crotch and covered me with a blanket. The only trace I could find of the night was a few scattered flowers, which lay crushed on the mattress.

I quickly slipped on my lungi and T-shirt, wondering how I could face Seema. I was not sure whether she had been a willing participant in the previous night’s activities. I was so preoccupied with my own guilt that I could not clearly remember whether it was she who had initiated the sex, or whether I had pulled her onto the mattress and ravished her.

I went in search of her, but she was nowhere around. I had classes early that day, so I had to leave soon afterwards. Not that I could pay much attention to what my teacher had to say – my thoughts were filled with the images and the sensations of the previous night. I could hardly wait for class to be over. I had no idea whether Seema would be home and what sort of mood she was in …. But I really wanted to find out.

I hurried home. I let myself in and went from room to room searching for Seema. Finally, having gone through most of the house, I went to my own room. And all my doubts vanished – because there was Seema, sitting on my bed and waiting. And with one look at her, I knew that there was only one thought on her mind – the same one that was on mine.

Seema was dressed in a lovely gold negligee – some kind of soft silk. I could clearly see the aroused points of her nipples as they pressed clearly against the thin cloth. As I walked over to the bed, her eyes moved from my face down to my crotch.

I reached out and held both her breasts while she undid my belt and pulled my zipper down. I stepped out of my pants as she pulled them off.

"I can see you’re ready," Seema said, admiring the large bulge in my underwear. She reached up and grabbed it as she slid off the bed and knelt in front of me. "Want me to get it all wet?"

I silently turned and sat on the bed, my eyes on her, still feeling the softness of her tits. She knelt in front of me and slid my underwear off as I pulled my T-shirt over my head and threw it away. Then Seema stood up and slid the thin straps of her negligee off her shoulders. With a soft rustle, it fell in silken folds around her ankles, revealing the sexy body that had been filling my dreams all this day.

I pulled her onto the bed and kissed her open mouth, running my tongue deep into her throat. I grabbed her full breasts with both hands and squeezed them roughly.

"Ohhh, that’s good. Suck them, darling, suck them hard." I needed no urging to feast on those tasty nipples and I sucked first one, then the other into my mouth, pausing a second at each one to chew them lightly.

Seema, meanwhile had got hold of my balls and was squeezing them roughly. At any other time it would have hurt me, but now it got me hotter. She reached up and grabbed my cock with the other hand and started to slide her hand up and down my shaft to keep it hard; obviously she wanted to have my cock ready for action.

I kissed Seema’s neck as she moaned throatily, while I moved my hand between our bodies until I reached her slit. I slid my middle finger down through the moist crevice and began running it in and out.

Seema reached down and grabbed my cock. She spread her legs over my stomach and slid down so that she could position the head of my cock right at her moist hole.

"Bet you’d like it in there right about now, wouldn’t you?" she teased.

I kept kissing her neck." Why don’t you put it in?"

Seema moaned and slid down on my prick, sending it halfway into her clasping pussy. "ohhhh..........yessssss!!" she moaned, pushing her hips down further. She now had all of my cock in her pussy. I grabbed both her breasts and squeezed them hard.

"Ooohhhhhh, yes," Seema moaned into my ear. She started to pump her hips. I liked the feeling of our stomach and pubic hair rubbing sensuously together.

"Would you rather get fucked or sucked?" she whispered.

"Fucked now, sucked some other time," I replied. "I like everything with you. You can suck me off after you give me some cunt."

Talking about it pushed me to the brink of my explosion. "I hope you’re ready now, Seema, ‘cause I can’t hold out much longer."

"Oh cum!! I want it up me before I cum. I’m gonna squeeze that big fucking cock of yours bone-dry you fucking stud. Ohh...."

I grabbed Seema’s ass and held it down while I arched my hips upward. The pressure in my loins continued to build to a raging flood, and when it reached its peak, I felt my cock begin to jerk wildly, and what seemed like a torrent of white-hot cum flowed deep into Seema’s cunt. She remained still for the first few spurts, but as the thick staff of flesh that spread her legs continued to fill her pussy with cum, Seema began to bounce her hips on my pelvis. It obviously wasn’t easy because I held them so tightly, wanting to unload as deep as possible within her. But Seema couldn’t take being held down at a time like this.

"Let my ass go, Raj, let me move it," she whispered desperately. I obliged and began kneading her breasts while she started to ride wildly on my cock. She thrashed her ass violently from side to side and up and down while beating off her passion. I could feel her cunt contracting violently even with all the bumping and heaving. My cock, which had emptied the last shot of cum into her cunt, was getting so wet and slippery with her love juice that I didn’t think it would stay in while she came. But every time Seema seemed to buck too hard and twist her hips too far, she would immediately grind them down on me again, sending my cock deep up into her hole again. I thought I had come for a long time, but Seema kept writhing and squirming her hips on my stomach for a full two minutes. When her cunt gave its last weak squeeze, she finally quit riding me and collapsed across my body, so that just her ass and stomach were on me, with my cock still poked about an inch into her drenched cunt.

"Oh that felt so good!" Seema moaned in my ear, her breath a warm current. Her hands were moving softly up and down the sides of my torso. Then she raised herself up a little and kissed me deeply. I was not very experienced at French kissing (or deep kissing, as it is called now) and I was not quite sure what I was to do. Her warm wet tongue in my mouth felt very good though, and after a initial fumble I kissed her back, sucking as hard as I could on her tongue and sending my own into her mouth. I held the firm globes of her buttocks in both hands, holding her cunt to me, feeling the wetness that dripped slowly out of her pussy coating my cock and balls.

Seema suddenly slid off my body and looked down at my crotch, exclaiming at the wetness. I sat up, planning to go to the bathroom and wash myself off, but she pushed me back onto the bed with a smile. And the next minute, she had moved her head down to my crotch and was slowly and languorously running her warm pink tongue through the hairs of my bush and over my cock and balls. Her long nails scratched delicately over my thighs, adding to the sensation that her talented tongue was producing.

Her tongue moved through the wiry hair of my bush and traced its way up along the semi-soft length of my cock. It then moved around and around the crown before she opened her mouth a little wider and swallowed my dick. Her lovely fingers moved up to my balls and she cupped and fondled them, all the while looking up at me, watching my reaction to her talented cock sucking.

I could only pant with renewed excitement as I looked down at her. My hands moved to her head, where I took double handfuls of her thick and lustrous hair, holding her head as it began to move up and down. My cock was quite hard by now and I groaned again as I watched her full lips move up and down its length. It felt so good!

After moving her mouth up and down my tool for a few minutes, Seema let it escape from her mouth, resting her head on my thigh while she ran her clasped hand up and down its wet length, keeping me rock hard. A small drop of liquid appeared at the very tip of my penis and she smiled up at me and bent my dick over to her mouth so that she could lick it off.

Then she slid up my body and kissed me deeply, running her tongue into my mouth. I could taste my cock and it was not really unpleasant –in fact I found the smoky taste quite exciting.

Seema broke the kiss and raised up, her hair falling all around my face in a dark curtain.

"I can see you like that," she whispered. My hand instinctively reached between her legs and in a husky whisper I answered "You were great. You’re a beautiful cocksucker."

"Time to complete your education, darling." She said. "Turn about is fair play, you know…"

For a moment I really did not understand what she meant. Then she suddenly disengaged and moved up the bed till she was part lying against the headboard. She lay back and spread her legs, slipping the tip of one finger into her wet cunt. I watched in fascination as she ran the glistening tip around the somewhat puffy pussy lips and then flicked it over a little nub right at the top – I would soon learn that this was her clitoris.

With a finger of her other hand, Seema beckoned me in. I ran my tongue over my lips, feeling myself grow harder as I realised what she wanted me to do – I was going to suck a pussy for the first time!

My excitement was clearly turning her on. She lay back against the headboard and spread her legs a little wider. Her finger was dipping a little into her wide-open cunt. Her pussy looked so pink and luscious! I knelt between her thighs, hoping that I could give her pleasure she deserved.

Her cunt loomed before me. Poised below my face. Reaching around, I massaged the satiny skin of her hips and brought my lips down to her cunt. Seema caught her breath as I bent lower, licking my lips as I approached her pussy. Not quite sure of how to start, I gently kissed the little nub I had seen her finger flick over. Her reaction was very encouraging. Seema let out a gasp and brought her free hand to my head, pushing my face into her crotch. "Yes, darling, yesss!" she panted. "It’s been so long!"

That was all the encouragement I needed. Automatically, I stuck out my tongue and moaned with joy as I reveled in my first sweet taste of pussy. Every time I rolled it over her quivering hole, she moaned and moved her hips in tiny circles against my face. I licked that hot juicy pussy with a vengeance, pushing two fingers inside of her and sucking her clit hard. She was moaning. I found I liked the sweet taste of her. My fingers were well coated by now with her juice along with the cum I had pumped into her cunt earlier and emerged again and again, coated with a slick viscous mixture of our juices. I kept working her over until she was on the brink of another orgasm.




Letters to Purvi Ch. 09



I felt Seema begin to cum in my mouth, her pelvis jerking and twisting against my head as her muscular dancer’s hips twisted and turned against me. Her whole body was quivering as I sucked and lapped at her cunt. Her pussy rocked against my face as she pounded herself off. On and on, the juices flowed freely until I was drowning in satisfaction. I drained the sweetness from her insides.

Then I pushed her hips away and sat up, wiping my lips and chin. Seema lay there, panting and smiling happily, her eyes partly closed. Still lost in the after glow of her orgasm. I looked down at the soft lips that had tasted so good and idly stroked my very hard cock as I wondered whether I should ask her to put it inside for me… I knew I had to get inside her cunt or her mouth soon!

For the moment, I sat there gaping at her beautiful nude body. "Do you like what you see?" she smiled, as she very slowly ran her hands down over her tits and then her firm flat belly. She stopped when she reached the beginning of her pubic hair.

And then Seema lay back on the bed, spreading her hair out around her head in a halo. She had her knees up with her feet flat. She made sure I was watching before she began opening her legs, running her fingertips up and down her pussy lips.

I loved the sight of the wet pink lips of her pussy as they puckered at me. I licked my dry lips. It was beautiful. Better than I had imagined, even in my wildest wet dreams.

My cock was still sticking straight out. Unconsciously, I was slowly stroking it as my eyes drank in the mouth-watering sight.

"Don’t waste it," she moaned. "Come closer".

I knelt between her parted legs and leaned closer to her open slit. "I can feel your breath," she giggled, as she moved her legs and made the lips of her pussy quiver before my eyes.

"Touch my clit with your cock," she murmured, becoming more excited by the minute. I crawled forward and let the shaft of my cock rest against the slippery slit while the head nuzzled her swollen clit.

"Slide it up and down," she groaned, gasping for breath as she pushed her hips up and down against my sensitive cock. The feel of that wet pussy caressing my cock was indescribable.

"I want you inside me again. I want your cock in my pussy." Seema moaned over and over again. I wasn’t about to argue.

When I penetrated her with my shaft, her hands dug into the skin of my back and I could feel her whole body shudder from the excitement. Her hips pushed forward against my tool and her ass rocked back and forth with passion.

Seconds later, my sexy fuck teacher locked her legs around my waist and whimpered as she trembled all over. And within seconds she came! That wildly spasming cunt worked me off again and I shot my second load deep inside Seema. Her lovely body jerked with each spasm of her cunt as I quickly shot several quick hard blasts of cum deeply inside of her. Her soft orgasmic whimpers turned into excited squeals as she felt my hot spunk shooting inside her wet pussy. It was an intense orgasm for us both and our bodies held rigid for at least a full minute as we came.

When she finally stopped cuming, she sat up and I lay back on the bed beside her. She toyed with my cock while she thanked me again and again for the great orgasms. My ego was really soaring.

That was the start of a great period for me. Seema and I fucked like a pair of honeymooners. We couldn't get enough of each other's bodies. We fucked in all kinds of positions -- doggy style, standing up, even sitting in a chair. Sometimes I would meet her as she came in from a visit to the temple or the market, her hair in a soft plait decorated with flowers, very demure and proper in a Kanjeevaram silk sari. I would bend her over the end of the sofa or the dining table, lift her sari to the waist and simply pull the thin crotch of her panties to one side before plunging myself deep into her sopping cunt -- because she was always wet and ready for me. I found the sight of her in this position incredibly exciting -- from the waist upwards impeccably dressed and coifed, her gold necklace swinging with each thrust I gave her. And below the waist, her bare bottom pressed into my groin, her fair skin contrasting with my dark one as my slick tool thrust in and out of her clinging pussy lips. She knew the effect that this had on me and would dress in her finest saris --- after a while she stopped wearing any panties and I found this all the more erotic.

When my uncle called to say he was returning, she was sitting in the chair next to the telephone with my head buried between her spread legs. Somehow she managed to keep her voice level, thought I think she got an extra thrill out of speaking to her husband while I ate her out.

Soon after my uncle returned, I had to leave as my term was up. I knew I had not done too well --- I was far too tired most of the time, but I was fairly confident of getting through.

As a going away present, Seema bought me an air-conditioned Ist class ticket -- very expensive, as the journey would be a long one -- two nights and a day. She had tears in her eyes as she hugged me before I got on to the train. But what she whispered in my ear sent me reeling -- she was pregnant!!

In my entire fervor, I had never considered birth control, but apparently Seema had been hoping for something like this to happen. In my shock, I could only think of my uncles' reaction. Seema was quite dismissive ---- "He will accept it as his child, don't you worry. He will not want to have everyone know that he is unable to sleep with his wife!"

And with that the train began to pull out. At the window, Seema looked up at me and said " You have given me the finest three months of my life -- and a gift of a child -- now this journey is my gift to you -- enjoy!"

As the train pulled away, I wondered what she meant. I assumed that she was talking about the comfort of the ride that she had arranged for -- it was only some time later that I found out that this was not all she had arranged.

Well, that is quite all I can write today. Duty calls, and I must run. But I will write to you again, and tell you all about Seema's surprise. That merits a letter all of its own.

Lots of sexy kisses,

Rajesh

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To Be Continued...



Letters to Purvi Ch. 10



The correspondence is between me and a lonely housewife in Calcutta, who has since become a very close friend.

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Darling Purvi,

Remember the time we partied here in Bombay and I didn’t let Uday fuck me in the ass? I promised I’d tell you the moment I lost my virginity there – and yes!! -- it’s happened! I finally got fucked in the ass!

Remember Pinky and Monty, the couple with whom we party from time to time out here? We keep in touch even when we are not meeting for a fuck, and it came as no surprise when Pinky called me up a while back. She was her usual excited self, bubbling all over about the beautiful lingerie Monty had picked up on his recent flight to Dubai, and a whole lot of other stuff. Then she quieted down and reminded me that it was my birthday in a week -- as if I was likely to forget. When you are the wrong side of 30, it is not a date you are easily able to pass up!

Pinky said she had a special present for me. Giggling all the while and sounding most mysterious, she said that she had arranged a 'special' massage for me --- "…his name is Darius, darling, and he's very, very special! I have had three treatments by him and I feel so wonderful!! Please, please say you'll go…"

Since Raj was out of town (again!) and I really had nothing in particular planned, I agreed. She gave me the address and the time, suggesting that I keep the rest of the day free -- "…you'll feel so relaxed, you just can't think of returning to work!"

So five days later, I found myself at this swanky apartment address in South Bombay. Not quite knowing what to expect, I had dressed in simple tights and a loose shirt, with just basic make-up and jewelry. When Darius opened the door, I wished I had taken some more time over my appearance -- he was gorgeous!

Over 6" tall, beautifully muscled, with close-cropped brown hair, he smile a handsome smile. " Hi there. You must be Lalitha…"

"Call me Lali," I said as I moved into the flat, very aware of his masculinity. He was dressed in a short toweling robe, which left most of his legs and his arms bare. I felt a rush of moisture in my groin as I suddenly thought of being held by his strong hands as his cock thrust into me.

His voice was soft and deep and he was so very polite. He showed me into his massage room -- a large sunlit room filled with plants, in the center of which was a thick cotton mattress. He then suggested I go into a small room next door and remove all my clothes.

"All?" I asked, a little surprised. He explained that I had been booked for the full massage and he normally preferred such clients to remove all their confining clothing, which would include underwear ---it interfered with the circulation.

As you can imagine, I had little inhibitions. I went into the little anteroom and stripped, putting on a matching toweling robe that I found waiting for me on a hook. I couldn’t resist checking my face in the mirror, and added a little lipstick and a touch of color to my face. After a moments thought, I brushed a touch of perfume on my bush -- I wasn't quite sure where this session was going, but I thought it would be nice to be prepared!!

When I came back into the massage room, Darius was waiting for me. He had put on some soft classical music and lit a couple of long incense sticks. The heady scent of flowers filled the room.

He smiled at me and gestured to the mat, asking me to lie face down. I hesitated for a moment and then turned and slipped my robe off as I lay down.

Darius knelt next to me and arranged my arms above my head, pillowing my head on one arm. "Don't worry," he murmured. "The session is completely controlled by you -- nothing is going to happen here that will be uncomfortable."

And with that, he moved his hands to my back. At some point, he had filled his palms with warm coconut oil and the nutty scent filled my nostrils as he carefully massaged it into the skin of my naked back. The touch of his strong, large hands was delightful -- an involuntary moan escaped me, as he seemed to find every single muscle in my back and caress it delightfully.

He worked his way down my body, moving to my waist, then to my buttocks -- I bit my lips as he worked those over -- I was so wet by now that I wanted to scream! Than down my legs and right up to my very toes.

He then came up to my head and gave me a lovely head massage, smoothing and stroking the oil right into my scalp. And then he asked me to turn over, but with my eyes closed, so that he could do my face.

Obediently, I rolled over and immediately his hands were all over my face -- rubbing the oil into my skin (there goes all the makeup, I thought!). As he moved down to my chest, I wondered if he would say anything about my nipples, which were as hard as pebbles.

I opened my eyes and looked at him -- and immediately felt my pussy grow even wetter. He had stripped off the robe and was wearing a pair of abbreviated briefs made of Lycra or some similar material. They looked like they had been sprayed onto his muscular body.

His muscles were working as he kneaded my body and his entire torso was covered in a glistening film of sweat and oil. As he poured some more oil onto my stomach and began to move his hand over my skin, he moved slightly and I caught sight of his groin.

Suddenly, I knew I had to have him -- right now. And if that large lump at his groin was any indication, he was very interested in having me.

Even as he began to smooth oil over my bush, I moved a hand to his crotch. Scratching a couple of nails over that bulge (it twitched wonderfully in response!) I murmured "Why don't you let the poor darling out… It certainly looks like it could do with some attention!"

Darius stopped and looked up at me, smiling thoughtfully. For a moment he seemed to consider and his eyes never left mine. Obviously, he liked what he saw, because he suddenly and effortlessly rose and slipped off his briefs.

He had quite a tool. Marble white and corded with veins, it stood straight out from his body, a good 10", if I was any judge. Not very thick, but a lovely large knob at the head and beautifully hard. With every twitch of his pulse, his tool jumped a little. As he stood there, running one oily hand over his cock and smiling down at me, I could feel my mouth fill with saliva -- I wanted him very badly by now.

"Come here," I husked. "Show me what you can massage with that."

Soon Darius was kissing and licking my large nipples. His tongue would trace a circle around the areola while his lips enclosed the whole thing and sucked. I could feel a moist heat beginning to build between my legs and I knew I was in for some real hot fucking.

I spread and raised my legs for him, exposing my wet, hot pussy. Darius moved gracefully around into a hot 69 and I was soon slipping his thick rod between my lips. He tasted of sweat and coconut oil.

I gulped and licked at the smooth skin of his cock, loving every bit of it. I swirled my tongue around the head and giggled as his body convulsed in response to my efforts. Darius meanwhile was far from idle.

His gentle fingers opened my pussy lips with ease and his tongue was soon sliding very slowly up and down my pussy, rubbing the clit, the inner lips and my hole with a slow, steady rhythm that was helping to quickly bring me to a climax.

I could feel a hot tingling deep inside and the more Darius licked, the stronger it became. Finally, his fingers let go of my outer lips and the petal-like folds trapped his tongue, which was centered on my clit. He then began a series of slow tantalizing circles. At that point I screamed as the orgasm blossomed inside me. My pussy began pulsing and I could feel my hot juices gushing out and down my ass.

Darius saw my flood of sex juice and quickly moved to what was, for me, uncharted territory. His fingers moved down to my asshole and he began to rub the fluid and slowly push his finger inside me. I could not even begin to protest -- it felt too good!!

My orgasm deepened and a hot heat began to permeate my body as Darius' probing fingers sank deeper in my yielding ass until my throat was raw from screams of pleasure.

He began to pump one, then two fingers in and out of my ass. I realised later that he was opening and relaxing my muscles for his hard man meat. His delicious cock was now bouncing above me, untouched because I couldn’t suck him and cry out at the same time.

Finally he moved off me and helped me turn over so I was lying on my stomach. He pushed two big pillows underneath me to raise my ass off the bed to a comfortable level and then he spread my legs nice and wide and knelt behind me.

My orgasm had stopped and my entire body was vacillating between total relaxation and a heightened sense of sexual awareness. I wondered what he was waiting for and turned to see him unrolling a condom onto his tool. I felt a twinge of disappointment that I would not feel his cum shooting into me -- but I was not prepared for the risk of unprotected sex.

I held my breath as I waited for his cock to slip into my body. I felt the rounded head brush against my soaked cunt lips and then, with a quick thrust, his cock was buried deep inside my pussy. I moaned as a huge wave of pleasure pervaded my whole pelvic area. Having him in me was the best feeling in the world.

Darius lay over me, his skin slick against mine. His fingers pulled softly at my sensitive nipples and I moaned again, wondering why he was waiting. It was not long before I found out.

"Have you ever had it in the ass, Lali?" he whispered. For a moment, my throat contracted as I imagined his long tool tearing into my anus -- no, never.. I wanted to scream!

"I would very much like to fuck you in the ass, Lali…" he said. "I have been hot for your ass ever since you walked in here… Please let me…"

My mind was a chaotic jumble of thoughts. I knew I had wanted to try being fucked in the ass, and I also knew that Raj would never be able to do it -- he had never tried it either. I also knew that Raj's cock would probably be more painful -- he was much thicker that Darius, if not as long. And Darius had so far, shown himself to be quite an expert at what ever he was doing.

Not trusting myself to speak, I simply nodded.

In reply, Darius slid his cock around and around very slowly, causing my juices to coat his dick and leak down onto his hairy nut sac. He screwed me like this for a few more seconds and then slowly withdrew his slippery cock for the finale.

We both remained motionless, his wet cock hovering between my legs, my asshole glistening with juice from my dripping pussy. Then – I did it!

Before I could change my mind, I reached back and rubbed my hand over my cunt till it was coated with juice and then grasped Darius' cock and carefully guided the huge, rounded head to my waiting asshole.

The first contact of his rubber-covered skin on mine was electric and I gasped. I felt the smooth shaft push through my hand and begin to slowly part my asshole, delivering an exquisite feeling of tightness as he slowly sank inside.

The combination of the oil and my juice and saliva on his tool made it very slick, and the head popped into my hole with very little problem. He did not push too hard after that. Rather, he kept up a steady light pressure, while I pushed back into his groin.

It was a strange sensation. The initial penetration was easy, because of the lubrication, I suppose, but then it began to hurt quite a bit. I almost asked him to pull out, but I remembered what you had said about relaxing your ass muscles, so I stopped for a moment and forcibly willed my asshole to relax. Darius must have guessed what I was doing, because he slipped a hand down to my crotch and began to rub a fingertip over my clit.. And suddenly, it was easy! All the resistance was gone and he began to slide effortlessly into my hole.

Each inch of his shaft that entered me went through my fingers and it was like two sensations at once, feeling him in me and in my hand.

As his nuts brushed against my anus, I let go and lay very still, as he pushed completely in. His balls pressed against my soaked pussy lips and I cried out in ecstasy and began to slowly rotate my hips, grinding his cock in my asshole.

Darius held still, exercising great control. I continued to move my hips. Getting drunk on the heat and pleasure that rushed through my body until, with a scream, I began to feel my whole groin contract in a tremendous orgasm.

As the first orgasm shook my body, Darius began to move. He pulled out very slowly until just the head was inside and then pushed back in just as slowly. The friction of his cock against my inner walls was so erotic and strong that I could feel it through my entire body. I buried my face in the bed and screamed as his thrusts began to make me come continuously.

The slower he went the longer he lasted. I concentrated on his cock, feeling the hard smoothness as it slid in and out, in and out with a slow and steady motion.

Each time he slid out, I felt hot and empty, each time he slid in, I felt full beyond belief, and I came. Sweat was pouring down my body and my breath was coming in heavy gasps as if I was running the marathon.

"Please come, darling, come soon!" I begged.

"No way! You’re getting this forever!" he grunted, obviously trying to hold off for as long as he could. Finally, I tightened down on him and his groan of pleasure told me that I had done it.

He began to jam in and out really fast and then I felt it – even with the condom! The wet heat that happens when a man fills you with every drop of his semen.

I screamed once, a guttural cry of pure lust, and the orgasms that exploded through me nearly took my head off. I was thrashing around so much that Darius pulled free by mistake and the condom must have pulled off -- I felt the hot splatters of his come firing against my ass, pussy and back.

After another minute or so, I slumped into a sweaty heap and Darius collapsed beside me, his cock red, and glistening with my juices and his cum. We lay very still for a while.

Finally I sat up and felt the flood of come drip from the open condom on to the bed. Darius smiled as I reached for the condom. "Time to take a shower, darling," he said.

He led me to a large bathroom and we stepped together under the hot steamy water and our lips locked together in a passionate tongue kiss that I felt clear down to my toes.

With one hand around Darius and the other groping for the soap. I took the soap in one hand and worked a good lather up. Suddenly, all I could think of was doing it again.

I reached down, finding Darius' semi-stiff rod and began to slide my soapy hand up and down his tool until he broke the kiss, moaning in pleasure. I knew if I kept it up he’d come, so I rubbed just until his cock really began to stiffen and then stopped.

I leaned against the shower wall, pushing my firm ass at him. I did not need to tell him what I wanted -- it was quite obvious. He grabbed the soap and worked up lather on my ass and in my asshole. Then he reached into a cupboard in the corner and pulled out another condom. I watched with hungry eyes as he rolled it on, soothing more lather over the thin rubber. Then, with no further warning, he slid his cock deep into my asshole and began a series of quick, hard thrusts.

I felt Darius' soapy hands slide around my soft tits, and I moaned happily as he brought my nipples up to full erection again. His cock was slamming into my ass and the water cascading over our bodies was like a thousand fingers.

Each quick thrust made the heat in my cunt build until I thought I was burning up and finally, with a cry of sheer delight, Darius thrust hard into me, holding my waist with his strong hands, as he pumped cum into the condom. I groaned too, coming in a quick sharp spasm that turned my legs to jelly.

Darius kept thrusting, coming, until finally his cock began to shrink and he pulled free, pulling off the condom with one quick motion and throwing it into the commode. He leaned against the opposite wall breathing hard and smiling as sperm leaked from his softening cock. We finished our shower, moving our hands slowly over each other's bodies.

Darius produced a set of large fluffy white towels and we patted each other dry. He spent a while over my hair, which can be the devil to handle when it is wet and heavy. Finally I relaxed on a small seat in front of the mirror, as he moved a hair dryer and brush over my hair.

"That was incredible," I murmured, feeling the strain on my raw throat as I spoke.

Darius smiled at me in the large mirror "That was the first time you have had it in the ass, wasn't it?"

I smiled and nodded. "I had no idea it was so good! I will have to make up for lost time!"

"That was what Pinky said," he laughed. "She wanted you to have a good ass fucking so that you would know what it was all about… from someone good." I laughed and told him that he must be pretty expert at it and he admitted that he had fucked a lot of women in the ass.

"I have one request, though" Darius said, now brushing my hair. And when I looked up at him, he went on to explain that he would normally be quite happy with the two cums he had had with me -- but since he found me so exciting, he would really like to have just one more -- in my cunt this time. A 'straight, simple fuck.' After all that we had done together, who could have refused?

I could feel my pussy moistening again. I turned slightly on the stool and lifted his thickening tool to my mouth. He moaned as I took its thickness into my warm mouth and began to lick it, playing with his balls all the while. In no time at all, his tool was long and hard again -- that man must have the stamina of a stallion! I felt a touch on my cheek and looked up at Darius -- he was holding out an opened condom. I let his throbbing cock slide from my lips and slid the condom down its wet length.

Smiling down at me, Darius bent and lifted me up in his strong arms -- and he was pretty strong -- I am no lightweight! Soon, we were in what was obviously a bedroom and Darius was laying me on the soft white sheets of a huge waterbed.

I lifted my legs high in the air and grasped my ankles exposing my pussy to Darius for the deep, hard penetration we both needed. I stared down at my soaked, open cunt and watched, fascinated, as Darius rose to his knees and bent slightly as his cock slid into me.

His hands moved to my ankles and closed over them and I moved to fondle and rub my breasts. Within a minute or two of his pounding, I could feel a hot, steamy orgasm building deep in my aching, hungry cunt.

I rubbed my tits harder, giving my nipples all the attention they wanted while Darius' magnificent cock gave my pussy what it wanted. I began to come seconds later and I moaned and sighed, feeling my pussy grab and fondle Darius' love muscle in a warm, wet embrace that would shortly bring his climax.

I felt Darius' cock grow even harder inside me and then, with a lusty cry, he began to give me a hot load of his sperm. I cried out again when I felt his hot liquid against my spasming inner walls filling the thin latex, and his eruption brought me to another quick, sharp orgasm.

Darius pumped me for a few more minutes and then sat back, his cock falling limply from my body. We both stared at each other and smiled.

And that was how I lost my virginity in my ass. Please tell Uday that I am looking forward to have him fuck me in the ass the next time we party. For the moment, I am wondering how to convince Raj that this would be a good thing to try.

With a warm kiss,

Lali