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JOURNEY OF INNOCENT KAJAL - 4 ( GUEST STARRING SHRUTI HASSAN )





On the boat ride back to the resort, Gautham kept excitedly talking about all the fish and other creatures he had seen. He did not seem to have noticed the flushed expression on Kajal’s face. Kajal half-listened to her husband drone on but was primarily thinking about what had just happened, sneaking glances at Isaac who was acting as if nothing had happened.

Kajal could not believe that she had just let some random stranger fuck her and that too so intimately under water. Just a few weeks back, she thought, she was an innocent virgin waiting to start a content life as a traditional housewife of a good looking husband from her own community. And now? She had spent many naked sessions getting sucked by and sucking a horny old net cafe owner. And as if that weren't bad enough, she had now had actual sex with another man. What's worse is, she had enjoyed both instances although they started off with coercion.

That whole day Kajal kept thinking of the incidents and berating herself for being such a cheap slut. She had possibly sabotaged her marriage forever. Why couldn't she be happy with what she had? And why did she keep putting herself into situations where people could take advantage of her? Which brought her mind to Chad. What would he do? Would he also take advantage of her? She hoped not. He was with his wife too. But at the back of her mind, a small voice was saying that getting fucked by Chad was inevitable. He could simply blackmail her by threatening to tell her husband what he saw.

After they returned from the boat ride, Gautham, Kajal, Chad, and Shruti walked back to their cabins together. Shruti was her usual chatty self. As she and Kajal walked in the front side by side, the two husbands behind them were having similar but different thoughts. Gautham saw the tall lithe Shruti and her well toned fitness trainer's ass barely covered in a bikini swaying next to Kajal’s round bubble butt covered in shorts. Although he found his wife very hot, he couldn't help but fantasize how great it would be to have a young tall white woman such as this.

Chad saw the same sight, but was focused more on Kajal’s ass which he had just seen in its naked glory. He had watched the whole thing unfold with a lot of interest. As a trained US marine, he was able to stay underwater for long periods of time without being detected. He lowered himself so just the tip of his breathing tube was above the water's surface, assuring him of air supply. He had been in the area when he saw Isaac and Kajal get in water, and had followed them from a safe distance. He saw how cleverly Isaac had manipulated the situation and how easily Kajal had given in.

As he saw the two contrasting asses next to each other, he imagined how great they would look bent over side by side, giving him an opportunity to fuck them both.

The two couples finally reached their cabins. They agreed to shower and meet again for lunch. The plan after that was to hit the casino for a while. Chad and Shruti didn't care too much for gambling, but Gautham had been really insistent.

As soon as they entered their cabin, Gautham dragged Kajal to the bed. He had gotten excited looking at the taut white butt of Shruti and the nearly naked bikini clad bodies of the other women snorkeling around him. He slipped off her wet clothes and pushed her on the bed. Kajal had already been primed up after a sex session with Isaac. She told herself that getting fucked hard by Gautham might make her forget the guilt of what she had done.

This time, Gautham fucked her doggy style, because it would give him a great view of his wife's round full ass. Gautham was happy to note that all the pain and discomfort had now gone away from her pussy. She wondered if it had to do with the fact that Isaac's long dick had been in her for so long. Compared to him, Gautham’s seemed manageable. She could not believe that just a couple of days ago, it had hurt so much when her husband had first entered her.

Keeping Kajal on all fours on the bed, Gautham fucked her from behind. She had arched her back making her big butt jutt our and Gautham loved how it jiggled after every stroke. He started spanking her ass, one at a time.

"Ouch!" Kajal said.

"I am punishing you because you have been a very baaaaaaaaaaaad girl." Gautham hoarsely said and spanked her hard a couple more times.

Kajal felt panic surge through her throat. Did he know? Oh god! Was he going to leave her? Our poor innocent heroine wasn't too familiar with the concept of bawdy talk.

"You are my own personal slut." Gautham said, spanking her again, "I own this ass."

Kajal stayed on all fours obediently getting her fresh young pussy fucked by her husband. Soon she realized that he was just making random naughty comments and wasn't actually accusing her. She actually felt turned on at the idea. And she was actually enjoying getting her naked ass spanked.

"Yes, I am your slut." she said breathlessly.

Gautham was delighted at the response in kind from his demure wife. He grabbed her wet hair and pulled it hard.

"Owwww!" Kajal cried out.

"Shut up!" he said and started bucking his hips faster. Soon, he had cum inside her.

Gautham collapse on top of his wife's body, making her fall flat on the bed. His crotch rubbed against her ass for a few minutes as the two of them just lay there. That's when the thunking sounds from the common wall started.

Gautham had been asleep when that had happened the previous night. So it took him a few moments to realize what was happening. When he did, he closed his eyes and imagined a naked Shruti getting banged by Chad. He imagined how she would look in front of him on all fours like Kajal just was.

"Looks like they had the same idea." Kajal said, chuckled and got off his wife's naked body. He went to the bathroom to clean up and shower.

Kajal rolled over on her back after her husband went into the bathroom. She lay there on the bed and tried to stop herself from comparing the experiences with Isaac and Gautham. Isaac had been so powerful, his thrusts so deep and passionate. Gautham had started off well, but finished too quickly. She remembered the weird sensation she had inside her cunt when getting fucked by Isaac. Nothing like that had happened with Gautham ever. She wondered if it had to do with size.

Then her mind went back to the thunking sound and the soft moans of Shruti which were still going on. A picture of Chad's naked dick flashed in front of her eyes. She closed her eyes, but the vision wouldn't go away. Soon her hand moved to her clit. And as she heard the telltale sounds of their next door neighbors banging, Kajal started masturbating again. She had flashes of her being in Shruti’s place as the big strong marine ravaged her. The vision pushed her over the edge pretty fast and oblivious to Gautham, his wife had another orgasm thinking of a different man.

In the shower, Gautham was thinking about Shruti too. Standing under the falling water, he started playing with his dick and the visions of Shruti got him hard again. This delighted him, because he usually couldn't get hard so soon after already cumming.

Kajal! Come in here!" he called his wife.

Kajal had just finished her own orgasm. She walked into the bathroom naked and saw her husband standing there with an erect dick just like the previous day. She was pleased and hoped he would last longer this time.

They had sex in the shower that was an action replay of the previous day, with Kajal bent over with her palms on the floor. Kajal closed his eyes and fucked his wife imagining it was the hot Shruti instead. Kajal closed her eyes and imagined it was Chad instead. And both husband and wife, unknown to each other, had a good shower sex session imagining the same couple. Gautham did last longer this time by his standards, almost 8 minutes.

They both showered and walked out of the bathroom. The thunking sounds were still there. Gautham felt a little jealous that Chad was able to keep going for so long. That jealousy increased when the sounds went on for a good twenty minutes or so even after Gautham and Kajal got dressed. Gautham decided to look up some information online about how to postpone ejaculation.

 

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The two couples then went for lunch to an Italian place. Shruti was wearing a green bikini with a sarong wrapped around her waist. Chad was wearing khaki shorts and his chest was bare. Kajal sneaked a couple of glances at how tanned his chest was. She also noticed that it was completely hairless. She wondered if he was naturally like that or if he shaved his chest. Chad noticed the demure Indian wife stealing glances at him and felt very pleased.

Gautham was a lot less discreet checking out Shruti’s cleavage. Shruti noticed it, but didn't think much of it. She had always attracted admiring glances from men when she wore skimpy clothes. So Gautham checking her out was no big deal. She liked the attention. She found Gautham cute in a whimsical sort of a way. He had a good face with nice features, and his body, while not as muscular and huge as her husband's, was still lean and tight.

"Kajal, you have such a beautiful figure. Why don't you wear a bikini some time instead of t-shirts and shorts?" Shruti asked a few minutes after their food arrived.

Gautham and Kajal were both stumped. They looked at each other. Finally Kajal said,

"I feel shy. I am not used to it. India isn't like America. I feel conscious even in these clothes."

"Indian women don't wear bikinis." Gautham tersely said, displaying his patriarchal hypocrisy. He was happy ogling Shruti and all other women in bikinis. But the thought of his wife exposing herself like that did not sit well with him.

"That's not true." Shruti said. "I have many Indian friends back in the states who wear bikinis."

"Must be ABCD." Gautham said.

"ABCD?"

"American Born Confused Desis." Gautham explained.

"What's so confused about wearing a bikini? Are you saying I am confused because I wear a bikini?" Shruti got a little offended.

"No no, not at all." Gautham immediately backtracked. He didn't want to offend this hot lady he had a crush on.

"Then?"

"I'm just saying that..." Gautham tried to find the right words, "Indian women who grow up in America are more comfortable in bikinis. Women like Kajal who grow up in India are brought up in a different culture. So it's not as easy for them."

"Whatever." Shruti said, cooling down a little. "I think she'll be more comfortable in a bikini. And look hot too. But it's your call."

Kajal had stayed silent throughout all this after her initial response. Actually, if Gautham had said, she would not have minded trying on a bikini. All those naked sessions in the net cafe had already brought out the exhibitionist in her. Unwittingly flashing her ass and pussy to Chad earlier had only magnified that instinct. But she knew that Gautham would not allow it. So she stayed silent.

Chad had listened to the whole conversation and chuckled inside his head. Indian-American women were confused? The most confused creature he had seen was sitting right across from him. If Kajal wasn't confused, getting fucked by a random boat captain in the ocean, who was?

After lunch, they all went to the casino as planned. Kajal was hoping that Gautham would ask her to play blackjack. But he was still carrying a grudge about it, so he didn't. He and Chad decided to play poker. Shruti and Kajal watched for a while, standing behind their respective husbands. everyone except Kajal was having alcohol. Kajal got the hang of poker pretty quickly. It's basics weren't that different from teen patti, a game she had seen in India. Again, it was all about probabilities. She also noticed the patterns in how the other guys including Chad were playing and was able to read their reactions and "tells".

A dozen hands in, she knew that Gautham was making a mistake betting so heavily in hopes of a flush. But now she knew better than to upstage her husband. She stayed silent, and he lost the hand. One the next hand, she could tell that his five pair had a great chance of winning despite seeming like a paltry pair. But he folded, and someone with just an ace high ended up taking the pot.

Although Kajal was finding poker very interesting, it held no appeal for Shruti who was a bit of a ditzy blond.

"Come on Kajal, let's try the slot machines." she said.

Kajal wanted to stay but she didn't want to be rude to her new friend. Like a dutiful bhartiya naari, she asked Gautham if she could go.

"Hmmm." Gautham, engrossed in his cards, waved her away. Chad however looked up, smiled and said goodbye, staring into Kajal’s eyes.

Shruti led Kajal to a row of slot machines. They got a bunch of coins and started playing the slots. Lots of waitresses were walking around with drinks, and Shruti downed a couple of them in quick time.

"You don't drink either, do you?" she eventually asked. "I've been noticing that you only drink soda or juice."

"No, I don't." Kajal said.

"Is it for religious reasons?"

"Not really."

"Yeah, can't be because Gautham drinks like a fish." she said and giggled. She was feeling a little buzzed. "Gautham is such a cutie."

Kajal smiled. She felt too shy to respond and say that Shruti's own husband was quite attractive too.

"Here, try some." Shruti offered her vodka-tonic to Kajal.

"No, it's okay."

"Have a sip."

"No, please."

"Come onnnnn!" Shruti got up from her chair, put her arm around Kajal and put the glass to her lips.

A sober Shruti would never have crossed boundaries like this. But she was drunk and when she got drunk, she got a little reckless. Plus, the feminist side of her had been bothered by how Gautham treated Kajal according to a different set of rules.

Kajal was taken aback at Shruti’s physical insistence. Shruti was a good 8-9 inches taller than her. And a lot more rambunctious. So when Kajal found herself in Shruti’s grasp with a glass at her lips, she had no option but to take a sip.

"It burns!" Kajal said, coughing after her first ever taste of alcohol.

"Yeah, but you get used to it. It's like losing your virginity. It hurts in the beginning but then feels great."

Kajal readily identified with the parallel. She had a few more sips. They did go down a bit easier.

"Waitress!" Shruti called out. "A vodka-tonic for my friend here."

Kajal’s traditional conscientious side chided her. What are you doing, she asked. Going around sucking people off, getting banged by strange men, and now drinking? But the first few sips of the drink had already started affecting Kajal a little. She felt her spirits soaring and her inhibitions lowering.

For the next half an hour, Shruti and Kajal played at the slot machines while drinking. Kajal hoped Gautham wouldn't mind it too much. it's not like she drank a lot. Just one and a half drinks. Shruti was drinking a lot more. As she got more and more drunk, she started touching Kajal on her back and shoulders a lot more too, getting very friendly. Kajal, unused to physical contact from women, felt a little weird, but the little alcohol in her system was enough not to freak her out.

"Well, these machines suck!" Shruti said after she ran out of coins.

"You wanna play something else?" Kajal asked, her head feeling a teensy bit light.

"Nahhh...I know what we should do!"

She downed her drink, grabbed Kajal by the wrist and started leading her across the casino floor.

"Where are we going?"

"To the clothing store."

"Do you need to buy some clothes?"

"Not exactly." Shruti said.

She dragged Kajal back to the poker tables where the two husbands were engrossed in a particularly tense game.

"Hey Gautham!" Shruti said sounding very drunk, poking the young Indian on his arm. He had been staring at the flop. He looked up, a little confused. He had been drinking a fair amount.

"Is it okay if I take your wife clothes shopping? Buy her some cute shorts and tops, not these loose matronly things?" she asked, pulling at Kajal’s loose t-shirt.

Kajal was standing right next to her. Gautham looked at his wife, then sniffed a little.

"Have you been drinking?" he asked Kajal, who went red in the face and stared downwards.

"So what if she has?" Shruti aggressively asked. "You've been drinking too. Are you saying it's okay for you but not okay for her?"

Gautham, the traditional hypocrite, wanted to say yes, that's exactly right. But Shruti had a strange hold over him. So he just said,

"No no, it's fine."

"And the shopping?"

"That's okay too." he said, although he didn't sound too pleased. He didn't want Shruti to corrupt his chaste wife (if only he knew about Mehra and Isaac, right?).

"Great!"

And Shruti led Kajal out of the casino.

Out in the sun, Kajal felt a little less groggy from the booze. Shruti though was drunk. She sang and giggled loudly as they walked to the clothing store. It wasn't a very big store. Just a limited selection of clothes couples would need in a beach resort. Shruti took Kajal to the women's section.

"You have such a hot body. We need to get you something figure-hugging." Shruti said. "What's your size?"

"Waist is 24, chest is 34DD." Kajal blushed and said.

"Ideal hourglass, huh? And butt?"

"I don't know. I've never had it measured."

"Hmmm." Shruti said, examining Kajal’s ass. "Must be 38 at least."

She picked out some shorts and tank tops and handed them to Kajal who was aghast at the selection.

"These are too skimpy for my personality."

"Nonsense. They'll look great on you."

Ignoring her protests, Shruti dragged Kajal to the changing room. Kajal walked in, and was surprised when Shruti joined her and closed the door.

"I'll change on my own." she timidly said.

"Don't be shy. It's just us girls here." Shruti said and sat down on a stool in the changing room

Kajal, raised in a culture where women change their clothes in the dark even when alone, was a little bashful. But the recently awakened exhibitionist side of her was a little turned on. She turned around and took off her t-shirt. Then she tried on a red tank top and turned back to face Shruti.

"That's what I'm talking about!" Shruti got up and grabbed Kajal’s boobs. "See how amazing your big tits look. If I had big tits like yours, I wouldn't keep them hidden."

"Yours are big too." Kajal returned the compliment.

"Not that big." Shruti said, and then to Kajal’s surprise, pulled up her bikini top exposing her breasts.

Kajal was even more shocked at what Shruti did next. So shocked that she couldn't even react in time.

"Let's compare." Shruti said, and moving with the speed of a feline, reached behind and unhooked Kajal’s bra, and then pulled the top and the bra up. Kajal’s big tits, freed of the constraint, swung loose and moved around a couple of times before coming to a stop. Shruti then pulled Kajal so they were standing next to each other facing the mirror.

"I mean, don't get me wrong. I am not complaining about my tits. They are big enough." Shruti squeezed her own tits a couple of times. "But yours..."

And then she reached over with both hands and pressed Kajal’s huge double D knockers. And then Shruti’s voice went a little low and hoarse as she said,

"Yours are just spectacular."

Kajal was too taken aback to say or do anything.Here was this tall beautiful white fitness trainer topless with her in a store changing room, squeezing her boobs. And Kajal detected more than just a friendly tone in her last statement.

Shruti lingered for a few minutes, touching and squeezing Kajal’s firm big boobs. She was feeling the effects of alcohol hit her and it was making her act even bolder than she normally would have. When Kajal didn't protest or struggle, Shruti assumed she was comfortable with this.

"Okay, so we're taking that tank top. And the other two, the black and the green one, are essentially the same. So we're taking those too."

Shruti turned to face Kajal and pulled her tank top off over her head. The bra came off with it too, and Kajal was now completely naked from the waist up. Kajal wanted to reach out and at least put her bra back on but before that Shruti moved rapidly again.

"Now these shorts."

She held out a pair of white denim cut-offs that were less than half the length of the frumpy loose shorts Kajal was wearing. Kajal meekly slipped down her shorts and kicked them off. She was now only in her white undies inside the dressing room with a woman she had known barely two days.

"Yeah, that's the round bubble butt you need to show off."

Shruti playfully spanked Kajal’s ass and said. Kajal quickly slipped on the denim shorts and buttoned them. She examined herself in the mirror, topless wearing only these tiny shorts. They stopped just an inch or so under her crotch. The frayed seams gave the shorts an even more trashy look.

"I don't know about this." Kajal said. "Seems a little too short. I don't know if Gautham would like it."

"Buy them, model them for him, and if he objects, return them. Simple." Shruti said. She noted that Kajal had now gotten comfortable being topless around her. Her own boobs were still exposed, with her bikini top rolled up over them.

"Try the yellow cotton hot pants now." Shruti said, handing them over.

Kajal took off the denim shorts and tried on the hot pants. They fit her very snugly like a glove. Her beautiful bubble butt looked very fetching in them. Shruti instantly turned Kajal around so her butt was visible in the mirror.

"Look at how hot that looks. Look at how hot you look." Shruti said putting her arms around Kajal.

Then Shruti moved her hands to Kajal’s bare back and pulled her closer until the Shruti’s boobs were pressing against Kajal’s neck and Kajal’s boobs were pressing against Shruti’s ribs. Shruti’s breathing quickened. She started caressing Kajal’s back.

"Oh you look so hot." she said and lowered her face towards Kajal’s.

Kajal was absolutely shell-shocked. She had come to terms with sucking off an old man and being fucked underwater by a random Jamaican. But lesbianism? That seemed like a bridge too far.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Kajal said and pushed Shruti away just as she was about to kiss her.

Shruti stumbled backwards, slightly ashamed and upset. She was a bit of a bisexual. Kajal wasn't the first woman she had made a pass at. But Kajal was the first woman who had rebuffed her advances.

"I'm not a lesbian, Shruti." Kajal haughtily said, putting her bra back on. She then started putting her loose old clothes back on.

"I'm...I'm sorry. Neither am I. I just...I am so drunk." Shruti rubbed her temples. "You're so beautiful...I just...I don't know what came over me. It won't happen again. I promise. I promise."

For the next couple of minutes, Shruti repeatedly apologized. Finally, Kajal calmed down. After all, Shruti had downed a lot of drinks. Maybe it was just an impulsive mistake. And who was Kajal of all people to judge impulsive mistakes?

"Okay, I forgive you." Kajal said.

"Friends again?" Shruti said, making a puppy face.

"Yes." and as a gesture of good faith, gave Shruti a quick hug.

"You are buying the clothes, right? Don't make my stupidity discourage you from that."

Kajal thought about it.

"Yes, I'll at least buy them and try them on for Gautham."

Shruti covered her boobs and the two picked up the clothes and walked out of the changing room.

 

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The two ladies walked back to the cabin so Kajal could drop off her new clothes and then went back to the casino. It was almost evening by then. When they reached the poker table, they found both Chad and Gautham in a great mood. Gautham was especially delirious. He had downed a lot of drinks, which usually made him a happy drunk. And he had won over 4000 dollars so far and was still going strong. Chad himself was up by about a thousand. The two ladies hugged their heroes and stood next to them watching the game. Shruti had a few more drinks as they watched. She tried to coax Kajal to have some, but our heroine decided to abstain.

Two hours later, Gautham’s mood had soured a bit. He was down to a profit of 2000, most of which he lost to Chad who was up by 2500.

"My fucking wife is not a good luck charm but a fucking bad omen." Gautham slurred loudly. Kajal’s face instantly fell. She had held her tongue as Gautham, probably because of all the booze in him,had made one reckless decision after another and squandered away a lot of his winnings. And he was abusing her in public?

"Gautham!" Chad said gently but firmly. "Don't be rude."

"Well..you...you tell me then. She's gone...I win four...she returns...I lose two...explain that to me."

"You're drunk." Chad said.

While Gautham had been downing shot after shot, cocktail after cocktail for hours, Chad had been pacing himself with a soldier's discipline. His big physique also gave him a higher than average tolerance for booze. While he had a nice pleasant buzz going, he was not even remotely drunk.

Gautham sat there looking like a petulant child as the dealer waited for a signal to deal the next hand.

"I'm done! Cash me out!" Gautham declared and got up. Chad also decided to cash out.

A few minutes later, the four of them walked out the casino. Gautham was having trouble walking in a straight line but was still able to keep his balance. Shruti , having downed several drinks in two hours, was also drunk. They decided to go to a Chinese restaurant on the resort. Chad said that if Gautham had some carbs, like rice or noodles, it would help his body handle the booze better.

Kajal certainly hoped so. She had been humiliated by Gautham for a second time in the casino. She was by nature a docile Indian housewife but still, she had feelings. She also felt thankful to Chad for sticking up for her. At the restaurant, they ordered food. Shruti also ordered a cocktail. The waiter turned to go when,

"Wait...wait...waiter!" Gautham slurred, "get me a double rock on the scotch...I mean scotch on the rocks."

"Gautham, should you be drinking more?" Chad whispered.

"You shut up! You stole my money! Give me back my money!" Gautham said and flailed his hands towards Chad's pockets.

"Gautham, don't do this." Chad held him off easily. But a drunk Gautham kept struggling. Finally Chad said, "Okay okay, here."

He took out a wad of 100 dollar bills from his pocket and handed them to Gautham who snatched them and stuffed them in his pocket.

"Good. it's my money. This fucking panauti made me lose it." he pointed at Kajal who was sitting next to him. She went red in her face again.

"What's a pun-ow-tea?" Shruti said, giggling drunkenly.

"Shhh!" Chad silenced her.

The dinner proceeded under a pall of awkwardness. Gautham was drunk as a skunk, and drinking even more. He wasn't saying anything to anyone, just occasionally muttering something to himself. Shruti was drinking and talking a lot about the randomest things, mainly her friends back home in Oklahoma. Chad and Kajal were mostly silent, exchanging glances that seemed to say "what spouses we have!"

Kajal found another reason to admire Chad. He was still in total control of his faculties, even though as far as Kajal thought, he had drunk as much as Gautham. He had stuck up for her in the casino when her husband was publicly berating her for a bizarre reason. And then just now. Even if Gautham were fully sober, Chad the marine could have swatted him like a fly. When a drunken Gautham lunged at him to demand the money he had rightfully and fairly won at poker, Chad could have knocked him out with half a slap. But instead, Chad acted very maturely and just handed over a pretty big sum of money.

Compared to him, Gautham seemed to her like a child trapped in a man's body. Chad was a real man. And the body...hmmm...Kajal stopped herself from getting too carried away.

By the time dinner ended, Gautham was even more drunk. Shruti, while not as drunk as Gautham, was still pretty sloshed. The four of them started walking back. A few steps and Gautham lost his balance and fell. Chad immediately held him up with one arm and tried to help him. But another dozen steps and Gautham just passed out completely. Chad picked him up and slung him over his shoulder like a sack.

A few steps later, Shruti started swaying. She leaned against her husband as they walked back. Kajal was quietly walking behind them, feeling utterly ashamed at what her husband was putting her through. They finally reached their cabins.

Shruti, tottering on her feet, somehow managed to open the door and walk into their cabin. Chad carried Gautham to the bed in Gautham and Kajal’s room. He gently laid Gautham down on the bed, took a pillow and rolled him over on it on his stomach.

"So if he vomits at night, he won't drown in his own puke." Chad explained to Kajal. She nodded. "Anyway, good night."

Chad walked out of the cabin and closed the door behind him.

Kajal sat on the bed. She tried to shake Gautham awake, but to no avail. He was passed out completely. She changed into her nightgown and laid down next to her drunk husband. She closed her eyes but even after half an hour, sleep wouldn't come. So she walked up and went to the back porch. As soon as she closed the door behind her, she heard a nearby voice say,

"Couldn't sleep, huh?"

It was Chad, 20 feet away in the back porch of his cabin. She walked to the wall separating the two porches and poked her head around it. There was Chad, wearing just a pair of cami shorts.

"Thank you so much for everything today." Kajal sincerely said.

"It's okay. He's a good guy. Can't hold his booze too well. but other than that, good guy."

"Is he?" Kajal asked. The question was directed at herself too.

Having grown up in a traditional family, she had always thought of arranged marriage as the right way of doing things. But was it really? Before she got married, Gautham seemed like a nice guy from a nice family. But in the last few days, she had seen his jealous side, his insecure side, his angry side...and many more ugly sides. This was the man she had to spend the remaining 60 or so years of her life with?

"Shruti is passed out too." Chad said. "She barely made it to the bed and collapsed on it."

The two of them just stood on their respective porches in the darkness illuminated slightly by the moon, listening to the sound of waves crash against the beach. They stood like that for ten minutes. Finally Chad said,

"I am going for a walk along the beach. Care to join me?"

"Sure." Kajal said. Her husband was passed out. What else did she have to do?

Soon the two of them were strolling down the path leading to the beach.

Kajal followed Chad to the beach. It was very peaceful, with only the sounds of the wave around them. Even with the moon out, millions of stars lit up the sky. Kajal walked to the edge of the water until she was at the spot where the waves just barely reached and then receded. She loved the feeling of the sand streaming out from under her feet as the waves came in and out.

Chad was standing just a foot away. Even from this distance, she could smell the musky scent of his sweat that had built up all day in the tropical weather. She could almost feel the heat radiating from his big muscular body. She stole a glance at him and noticed his well defined jawline. Chad himself was mindful of the fact that Kajal felt an attraction towards him. He was used to it. As an alpha male, he often got blatant attention from women.

All day, Chad been thinking about what he had seen Kajal do with Isaac and wondering if he could get a chance to make a move on this Indian siren. Events had unfolded in a way that he had an opening. He had Gautham to thank for that. If Gautham had not gotten drunk and passed out, his lovely new bride wouldn't be on this beach in such a romantic setting with him. Chad looked back towards their cabins. They were dark and quiet. He looked around him on the beach. There were a few couples here and there, standing around or sitting and making out. There were a couple of members of the resort staff, putting away beach chairs and such.

Chad started walking to his right without saying anything. Kajal saw that and started walking after him. She wasn't sure where he was going. But then he had said that he planned to go for a walk along the beach. They walked in silence for about 15 minutes until they were past the area where the cabins were. Soon it was just the beach and the trees and foliage beyond the beach. Chad had come here the previous day while exploring the beach with Shruti. He knew exactly where he was leading Kajal. And why. Kajal on the other hand, liked the walk with the cool breeze in the moonlight. She noted that her beloved husband had not taken her on such a walk. He was more interested in the casino.

Chad finally stopped near a spot where there were several big rocks jutting out of the sand. He walked into the water until it was up to his ankles. Kajal quietly followed him. A part of her was sounding alarm bells and telling her that she was again putting herself in a situation where she might end up losing control. But part of her was also spellbound by Chad's physique and personality.

Chad stood in the water for a minute. Then with his foot, he splashed some water playfully at Kajal.

"Hehehehe."

Kajal giggled and kicked some water back at him. He kicked and even bigger splash of water in her direction, half soaking her shirt and making her face wet. Kajal bent down, put her hands in the water, and scooping up some in her palms, threw it at Chad 4-5 times. He started laughing, bent down and did the same. Kaj playfully ran deeper into the water until she was waist high and started splashing water at Chad with both her arms, making a motion like someone playing a big drum.

Chad took big strides towards her with a big smile on his face until he was right next to her. Then he wrapped his big burly arms around her waist, picked her up and dunked her in the water, making her wet from head to toe. Sitting upright, spitting the seawater out of her mouth, she pulled Chad down. He was too strong, but he pretended that her pull worked and dropped into the water next to her. Both of them, soaking wet, sat in the water laughing and giggling like kids who had been playing in the ocean for the first time.

Finally Chad stood up. He offered his big hand to Kajal to help her get up. She grabbed it and pulled herself up. As she did so, Chad pulled her into his embrace. Kajal’s face lightly thudded against Chad's taut chest. She felt his arms wrap around her and his palms on her back.

"What are you doing, Chad?" she asked, panicking.

"Shhh..." Chad said and lowered his head to try and kiss her.

Kajal looked up and saw the handsome face with its well defined lips headed towards her. Her own lips parted involuntarily. They kissed. But only for about five seconds, before Kajal summoned all her willpower and pulled her face away.

"Please Chad. I am married." she said, as if to remind herself.

"Weren't you married this morning?" Chad said, a little annoyed. He had been nothing but patient with this woman. She had clearly played along, followed him to this deserted spot, and now she was being coy?

"That was different. I was..." Kajal said, her face going red.

"You were what? Horny?"

"No. I was forced by him." Kajal said.

Suddenly it dawned on Chad. Kajal was struggling with two competing instincts inside her. He had seen her clearly enjoying the sex with Isaac. And she was clearly attracted to Chad too. But her conscience, her morality, her upbringing were holding her back. It's as if she was looking for an excuse to justify the behaviour.

And Chad had it right. Be it with Mehra or with Isaac, Kajal had been forced into situations but ended up liking them. It helped her deal with the guilt, to tell herself that she had no choice. Subconsciously, she was hoping to be backed into a corner, so that she could then enjoy carnal pleasures without feeling like a bad person.

Chad sighed. He understood what he needed to do, although it went against his nature. He would have to pretend to blackmail her to give her a justification.

"Maybe I should tell Gautham what I saw." he said.

"NOOOO!" Kajal yelled. "Please don't do that. It will destroy my life."

"Then do as I say." Chad put his hand on Kajal head and pushed her down so she was squatting in front of him.

Kajal could see a bulge forming in Chad's shorts. He unbuttoned and unzipped them and out sprang his dick. Looking at it from so close, Kajal was mesmerized. It was long and thick even in a semi-erect state. It looked like one of those monster cocks she had seen in porno movies.

"Open your mouth, you slut." Chad barked playing the role.

Kajal opened her mouth and took the front couple of inches of the dick inside. It started getting even harder. Waves splashed in and out all around the two of them as Kajal, squatting on the sand, started sucking Chad's dick holding on to his thighs for support. Chad kept his hands on her head and enjoyed the surge of pleasure this innocent Indian's warm mouth was giving him. She was better at this than he had expected.

Chad reached down with his hands and pulled up Kajal’s t-shirt. She took his dick out of her mouth long enough for the t-shirt to slip over her head and come off. Chad threw it forcefully towards the beach and it landed on the sand just past the water line. Chad was about to then unhook her bra and get a first hand look at her obviously massive tits. That's when Kajal, probably out of habit from her times with Mehra, unhooked the bra herself. Chad smiled at how quickly she had gone from reluctant to enthusiastic after being given the excuse of blackmail.

Kajal’s state of mind wasn't fully enthusiastic though. She was still feeling guilt and self-loathing at what she was doing. She was topless on an open beach with a strange man. This is not what Indian wives are supposed to do. But the monster cock in her mouth was tasting delightful and the sheer manliness of this man was too hard to resist. Chad threw the bra so it landed on top of the t-shirt. And then he pulled Kajal up to get a better look at her boobs.

"Wow, these are so big and firm!" he said, pawing at them with his big strong hands. Kajal put her hands on his tight muscular chest and caressed it.

With one hand on her boobs, Chad reached around Kajal and slipped his other hand into her shorts. Her butt was so soft and fleshy and yet so big and round. He slipped her shorts and panties down. Kajal kicked them away towards the sand. She was now completely naked with this man, and complete putty in his hands.

Kajal got back on her haunches, drawn inexplicably to the big thick rod that was now standing perpendicular to Chad's body, almost 10 inches long and least 3 inches thick. Kajal’s mouth was too small to accommodate even half the length, and her lips were completely stretched in wrapping around its girth. But she did the best she could, bobbing her head back and forth, drooling over the dick, and with her fingers, caressing Chad's huge balls. Her other hand was now wrapped around the base of his long shaft.

Chad stood in the water getting his dick sucked by Kajal. He was impressed at her blowjob technique. It wasn't as good as his experienced wife's but for a novice, was pretty well up there. After about five minutes of getting his dick sucked by a squatting Kajal, he pulled her up by her shoulders.

Kajal expected the next step. But was surprised at what it was.

"AAAA! WHAT???" she screamed in surprise as Chad lifted her up by the waist, effortlessly turned her upside down facing him and held her against his body, suspended in mid-air. Soon they were in a standing 69 position.

Kajal’s naked thighs were resting on Chad's wide shoulders. Her ass and pussy were at his mouth. And her mouth was at his dick, with her big tits hanging upside down like big mangoes from a tree.

"OOOOHHHHHH!!" Kajal’s body shuddered as Chad's tongue found her clit and flicked it.

"Keep sucking my dick, you bitch." Chad commanded. And instantly, Kajal complied.

She found that suspended upside down like this, she was able to take more of his big dong inside her mouth. Plus Chad, grabbing her by the waist was moving her body slightly up and down, making the dick invade her throat too. Kajal coughed and choked a few times but kept sucking his dick happily. She loved what his tongue was doing. She notice that he was more skilled at oral than Mehra. His tongue moved in different patterns on and around her clit, and he varied the pace and pressure a lot more. Kajal had her first orgasm in less than a minute.

Chad held her naked in this 69 position for a good ten minutes. His shorts were still on his hip with just the dick out of the front. Kajal was surprised that his dick, although rock hard, was not responding to her mouth at all. at least not by cumming. But then she remembered how long those thunks against the wall had lasted. Chad clearly kept going for a long time. The realization made her feel excited about what was to come next.

After Kajal had her second orgasm thanks to Chad's tongue, he put her down. He then bent down and kissed her. This time, she did not pull away. They both kissed, hugging each other and pawing each other for a good five minutes. Kajal felt his big dick rub against her belly. Chad used his hands to fondle Kajal’s perfect ass, and with his fingers, invade her cunt. He was delighted to note it was very wet. She would need the lubrication to accommodate his dick.

 

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Finally Chad broke the kiss and started leading a naked Kajal towards the rocks by her hand.

"Step carefully." he said.

The two of them climbed the rocks and Chad eventually took her to a shallow opening facing the ocean but hidden from the beach. He and Shruti had had sex there right before having sex on the beach when Kajal saw them. Once he reached his planned destination, he took off his shorts and undies and got fully naked. Kajal was already naked. She stared at his perfectly sculpted body under the moonlight. What a specimen of manhood he was!

Kajal was excited about what was to happen next, but was also a little terrified.

"I...I don't know if I can take that." she said shyly, pointing to his rock hard rod.

"Don't worry. I'll go slow." Chad said.

He made Kajal lay down on the cold wet rock. Kajal’s back felt strange naked against this new surface. He then got on top of her.

Chad grabbed Kajal’s legs and spread them wide apart until her thighs were perpendicular to her body. He noticed how flexible she was. Kajal had her hands next to her head and was staring into Chad's deep blue eyes. He wore a sly grin. He took his right hand and put one finger inside Kajal’s cunt. She was sopping wet so it went in easily. He put another finger, then another. And then he felt around and moved them a little making Kajal moan.

Chad noted that Kajal’s cunt was wet but also tight. She had clearly been a virgin till recently. He would have to proceed gently. Chad had years of experience fucking women with his big tool. Most of them panicked at its size and girth so he had to calm them down and use a specific technique to make sure it wasn't unpleasant.

He advanced on his knees along Kajal’s body until his dick was at her mouth. He felt nice about her big tits pushing against his ass.

"Suck my dick. And suck it sloppily. With a lot of spit."

Kajal obediently raised her head and took the monster in her mouth again. She tried to secrete as much saliva in her mouth as was possible. Soon the front 3 inches of Chad's big cock were slobbered in Kajal’s spit. He then moved back on his knees until they were under Kajal’s outstretched thighs.

Chad grabbed his dick, spit on it himself and then placed its tip at the entrance of Kajal’s mildly hairy cunt. Even the slight pressure made her pussy lips part and a tiny portion slipped in. He looked into Kajal’s big brown eyes and gave her a questioning look. Kajal nodded. And Chad pushed.

"OOOOOHHHHH!!" Kajal involuntarily put her right hand on Chad's chest and cried as an inch of the dick entered her..

Past the tip, this dick was by far the thickest that had been inside her. It was at least twice as wide as Gautham and Isaac's. She felt the opening of her cunt stretch completely to accommodate him. Luckily, she was sopping wet, so it was just uncomfortable, not painful.

Chad took his dick out slowly and pushed it back again, increasing the force fractionally.

"AAAHHHHHHH!! MMMHHHHH!!" Kajal moaned loudly as her cunt made more room. Her left hand went to her crotch and held apart her labia as if it would help.

"Do you want me to stop?" Chad courteously asked.

"NO!!" Kajal shook her head and emphatically said. She had gotten a taste of this big thick dick and now she wanted the full course.

Encouraged by her horny response, Chad pulled out his dick slowly, spit on it again, and shoved it back in.

"MRRHHHHHHHHXXZZZZZ!!" Kajal let out a guttural groan and threw her head back. Her right hand, which was still on Chad's chest, started stroking it.

Chad noted that on this thrust, Kajal’s cunt had gladly accepted almost 4 inches of his cock. He fucked her pussy in and out gently with just those 4 inches for about 20 strokes. Chad was loving how warm and tight this sexy siren's cunt was. It had been a while since he had fucked a pussy that tight.

Next, Chad decided to advance his soldier a little more. With each thrust, he pushed it a little bit.

"OHHH YESSSS!!" Kajal cried.

5 inches.

"RIGHT THERE!!"

6 inches.

"OH MY GODDDDDDDDDDD!!" Kajal let out a high pitched squeal as her insides opened up even more. She was feeling stretched to capacity.

7 inches.

"FUCK ME!!" Kajal uttered an expletive for the first time in her life, hollering it.

8 inches.

Chad was surprised at how much of his thick dong she had managed to take. He had gone slow and carefully, but still, he had not expected her to be this easy to penetrate. On the next stroke, when he tried to push a little more in,

"NO...NO...this...this...this much is good. PLEASE." Kajal begged. Chad nodded.

He put his big strong hands on Kajal’s waist and started fucking her in deep slow strokes. Slowly he increased his speed. As he did, Kajal’s moans and groans got more desperate and louder.

Chad then bent down and started kissing Kajal as he continued to fuck her in ever increasing speeds. Ksjal put both his hands on his short cropped hair and kissed him back hungrily.

"KEEP GOING!!" Kajal broke the kiss and said.

"Oh I will." Chad smiled and started kissing her again.

After a couple of minutes of kissing her, Chad straightened as the fucking continued. He then reached for Kajal’s ankles, brought her legs together, and put them on his shoulders. He leaned forward, making Kajal’s body stretch at a 45 degree angle and increased his speed.

"OHHH..." Kajal cried out.

That sensation was back. That pleasant torrential surge of pleasure that she had felt for a while when Isaac fucked her. Except this time, it was building up. And it was stronger than ever. It sent bolts into her stomach, all the way up to her heart.

"Whaaaaaaaa's hapeninggggggggggg?" Kajal cried out.

"Something wrong?" Chad was worried and stopped.

"NOOOO! KEEP GOING!!" Kajal put her hands on his toned muscular butt and pulled him in. Chad resumed fucking Kajal, now so fast that their skins were slapping loudly against each other.

What our innocent young heroine did not realize was that she was on the verge of her first ever vaginal orgasm. And she didn't even know about the concept. She had cum man times through manipulation of her clit. But with Gautham, it had never lasted long enough nor been powerful enough to bring her to this. With Isaac, it was almost about to happen, but he finished before it.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA" Kajal screamed, hitting Chad hard on his shoulders with her ankles as the orgasm finally hit her.

Chad was experienced. He knew what was happening. He increased his pace even more.

Kajal felt like a nuclear bomb of pleasure had exploded inside her body. She was bucking, heaving, wheezing, screaming, biting her lips. She felt more exhilarated and alive than ever before in her life. It lasted only 20 seconds or so but to Kajal, felt like a lifetime.

Finally, Kajal’s body returned to normal. Breathing heavily, she said,

"I am sorry. I don't know what...OHHH!!" she cried as Chad landed another deep stroke.

"What are you sorry about? You came. I treat it as a compliment." Chad smiled and said. He was still breathing evenly.

"Came?" Kajal said softly but Chad didn't hear.

"Let's try something else." Chad took his big dick out of Kajal’s cunt.

There was a tiny sucking sound as Kajal’s stretched cunt walls closed shut.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Kajal cried out, missing the big thick piece of meat.

"Patience, Kajal."

Chad pulled her up to a seating position. Then he laid down on the rock and pulled Kajal on top of him.

"Now, my sweet little Kamasutra cunt, you will have to ride me." Chad said.

Fully naked and with her double D tits swinging, our young supple and gorgeous heroine got on top of her lover for the night. A married man who was on a honeymoon and staying right next door to her and her husband. An imposing white guy that a month ago, she would have felt too shy to even talk to. And yet here she was, squatting naked on top of his humongous dick, trying to adjust the correct angle at which it could enter her hungry cunt.

Her feet planted on either side of Chad's hips, Kajal was on her haunches, her knees completely bent, her full fleshy buttocks swinging sideways in the air as her hand grabbed his upright pole. She lowered her hips. The dick entered her anticipating cunt again. She let the gravity do the rest as she slid down.

"OHHHHHHH GODDDDDDDD!!" Kajal moaned loudly as her cunt lowered itself onto the big dong. Her pussy walls, wet and waiting, parted eagerly and sent waves of ecstasy through her whole being.

With every passing millisecond, Chad's dick encroached on her cunt like an invading army. Her ass kept going lower and lower. And then,

"MMMHHHHHHH!!" Kajal cried as the dick progressed further than it had, thanks to the force applied by her own weight. Finally, her ass landed on Chad's thighs. And Kajal realized, with a slight sense of accomplishment, that she had taken the entire length of Chad's roughly 10 inch cock inside her.

"Impressive!!"

Kajal, who was still reeling under the impact of the euphoric sensations emanating from her loins combined with the deprave pride in taking it all in, took a few seconds to register who said that. Then her brain finally took note. It wasn't Chad. The voice came from behind her. And it was a female voice. She turned her head around.

"Oh no!!" Kajal said and instantly jumped off Chad's dick and landed on the hard rock on her ass next to him.

 

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Shruti was standing on a rock next to the one they were on. She was still in her bikini. Her arms were folded under her boobs. And she was in a pose that indicate she was upset.

"It took me weeks until I could take his dick inside completely and you managed it in just one night, you conniving whore!"

Shruti said angrily, slowly stepping on to the rock Chad and Kajal had been fucking on.

"You act like you're all innocent and traditional..."

She approached the naked Kajal, bent down, and grabbed her by her hair.

"You wear all these frumpy clothes and act all coy and shy..."

She pulled Kajal up till Kajal was on her knees, trembling.

"You pretend to be a typical Indian housewife, and now you're seducing my husband and riding him naked on some beach at night??????"

Kajal felt pain in the rots of her hair as Shruti pulled the. Shrutu lowered her face until it was right next to Kajal’s and hissed,

"What do you have to say for yourself?"

Kajal felt her throat go dry. She looked at Chad who was still lying flat on the rock, his magnificent dick still erect.

"Shruti, I am...I am so sorry. I didn't mean to."

"You didn't mean to? You just accidentally stripped naked and fell on my husband cunt first?"

"Yes...I mean no... I mean...I didn't mean to do this..."

"You acted like you were my friend and the whole time you were plotting to sleep with my husband? On our honeymoon?"

"I wasn't plotting, I swear!" Kajal said. She was sweating profusely and her heart was beating hard. She felt very guilty about the fact that she hadn't even thought about Shruti when going ahead with this.

"Yeah, right! Do you know how much you have damaged our marriage by entrapping my sweet innocent husband????" Shruti yelled.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Kajal was taken aback to hear Chad burst out laughing. He propped himself up on his elbows and was laughing heartily, his big dick shaking back and forth like a pendulum as he did so.

There was a sudden change in Shruti's demeanor. She let Kajal’s hair go, smiled, shook her head, and said,

"Chad!! You idiot!"

Except that the voice wasn't angry anymore. It was playful.

"I'm sorry sweetie. I just couldn't resist laughing when you described me as sweet and innocent." Chad said, still giggling.

"You could have tried!" Shruti said and slapped him lightly on his shoulder.

"I know. I'm sorry." Chad said and pulled his wife into his lap and kissed her.

Kajal was still naked and breathless on her knees, her breasts heaving. She was utterly baffled by what was going on.

"Look at her face! So confused!" Shruti giggled. "You sweet little thing."

She got up from Chad's lap and threw her arms around Kajal. Then she kissed Kajal full on the lips, passionately. Kajal was too shocked at the turn of events to resist. Shruti kissed her for a good 20 seconds or so, teasing her tongue.

"Shruti...." Kajal breathlessly said when the kiss finally broke.

"Oh come on. You still haven't figured it out?" Shruti said, lightly slapping Kajal on the cheek.

"Figured out what?"

"Well, for one. I knew Chad was going to seduce you tonight. And he had my blessings. Which is why I pretended to get super drunk and pass out. My tolerance for alcohol is a lot better than that."

"What? You knew?" Kajal couldn't believe her ears.

"Yup. In fact Chad told me he wanted to bang you right after we first met you. You were such a sweet shy Indian wife. He thought of you as a challenge."

"So...you aren't really married?"

"What the fuck?" Shruti sounded a little upset. "Of course we're married. We are in love. We are soulmates. Have been since high school."

"But then...why..."

"Alright, my sweet little naked girl." Shruti wrapped her arms around Kajal and squeezed her boobs. "Let me explain."

And then Shruti explained the whole thing in detail.

Chad and Shruti had indeed been high school sweethearts. He was the most handsome and popular guy in school, the varsity quarterback. She was the most beautiful and popular girl in school, the head cheerleader. Their hooking up was so predictable, it was an all-American cliche. They hooked up, started dating, had sex, and it was all good. Then they went to different colleges.

Reality set in. They still loved each other. But they were both such good looking people. They got a lot of attention from other people. There were a lot of temptation. And they both had huge libidos. A lot of things changed. But one thing that stayed the same was their love for each other and their honesty. Shruti told Chad she was being wooed by a guy she found attractive. Chad told her he too had been at the receiving end of a lot of attention. They both decided that emotionally, they would always be exclusive to each other. But physically, they would experiment. Basically, they started an open relationship.

And that's how it had been since. Shruti slept with a lot of guys. And girls too, because she was bisexual. Chad bedded over a hundred women. In college and later when he joined the marines. They experimented a lot together, with threesomes, foursomes, and orgies. They even helped each other land new sexual mates. And throughout, were completely honest with each other and emotionally exclusive.

Neither of them really thought of marriage as some special sacred thing. They had each other and that's all that mattered. But being legally married would make military related formalities easier. After all, Chad was in the marines and was serving on the battlefield. If he died in combat, it would be easier for Shruti to deal with the aftermath as a legal wife than just a girlfriend. So they got married. Just on a whim, decided to come here for a honeymoon.

When Chad saw Kajal, he was completely taken by her. As soon as they entered their cabin that day, he said to Shruti, I want to fuck that spicy Indian chick.

Shruti said, me too. She loved having sex with both men and women. Someone pretty and unattainable like an Indian housewife would be a challenge. Both Chad and Shruti swapped fantasies about how it would be to get Kajal into bed. But they were realistic. She was an Indian housewife, probably traditional and timid, completely under her husband's thumb. The chances that she would be up for some experimentation, especially on her honeymoon, were slim. So Chad and Shruti just talked about Kajal a little and let it go.

Then came the night when Kajal saw them having sex on the beach. Chad and Shruti, both of whom had really high sex drives, had spent the evening and night banging each other in different places. They ended it having sex on the beach close to the cabin. As they were having sex, Shruti noticed some movement on the porch of the cabin next door to theirs. She asked Chad to see. Chad, after spending so many years in the dark desolate lands of Afghanistan, had a finely tuned night vision. He could make out a female form slumped into a lawn chair. He guessed it was Kajal watching them.

As they kept having sex, they realized that whoever was watching them was continuing to watch. Shruti was the first to say that why was this woman on her honeymoon alone on a porch. Why wasn't her husband with her? Chad said maybe he was asleep. And expressed surprise that even on his honeymoon, a man would sleep rather than ravish such an exquisite female.

When they finished having sex, Shruti had a wicked idea. They should go back to the cabin naked, thus giving Kajal a nice glimpse at their bodies, especially Chad's huge dick. At that stage, it was meant just as a naughty thing to do than an serious attempt to seduce Kajal. So they jogged back naked. Shruti was careful to avoid looking at Kajal and giving away the fact that they knew she was watching. Chad though couldn't resist, and looked at her.

Even the next day when they were together initially, they had no plans for Kajal. When they met Gautham they invited him on the snorkeling trip just to be friendly, not with an ulterior motive. But then on the snorkeling trip, when Chad saw how easily the Jamaican captain was able to bang Kajal, wheels were set in motion in his head. He told Shruti about it who found it really funny that the demure Indian housewife had gotten fucked by a random boat captain while her husband snorkeled. So she wasn't as chaste as they had first thought.

So Shruti and Chad made a bet. Whichever of them first seduced Kajal won the bet. Shruti tried it in the clothing store changing room and failed. Now, Chad had made an attempt, telling Shruti his plan, and he had succeeded.

"Basically, we love that you're slutty and horny just like us." Shruti said, finishing the story and kissing Kajal deep on the mouth again.

Kajal was a little offended that they had made her the object of a sexual game. But at the same time, she also felt flattered that both of them felt attracted enough to her to do all this.

"So what now?" Kajal asked.

"Now, you get back on the horse. Or horse cock." Shruti said and pushed her towards Chad whose dick was still standing at attention.

"But you..."

"I'll be involved too. Don't you worry." Shruti laughed and started taking off her bikini.

Kajal considered just going back to the cabin. But one look at Chad's dick and she found herself drawn back to it. She put her knees on either side of him and lowered her cunt onto the big dick.

"It really is impressive." Shruti said, getting between Chad's legs behind Kajal and fondling her ass. "How easily you have taken it all in."

Once she was on top, Kajal just sat there straddling the big soldier relishing the sensation of his dick plugging her cunt. She wasn't really an expert in the woman on top position, so she didn't know what exactly she was supposed to do. Shruti realized that Kajal was a little tentative.

"Move your ass, slut." Shruti spanked Kajal’s butt hard. The spanking sound reverberated in the open night air.

Kajal obediently started moving her but back and forth the way she remembered seeing in porn movies, sliding along Chad's crotch and thighs. And as she did that, Chad's cock inside her moved too, first poking the front of her cunt walls, then the back, then the front again, and so on.

"MMMMMMMMMM!!" Kajal moaned at this new sensation. She put her hands on Chad's muscular chest and started rocking her hips faster.

"You're a natural, Kajal." Shruti said and got on her knees behind Kajal.

Shruti then started licking Kajal’s ass. First she licked her ass cheek. Then she stuck her tongue in Kajal’s butt crack and moved it all the way down until it passed over her asshole and then reached where her husband's dick was inside this Indian woman's cunt. There, she licked Chad's balls and the outside lips of Kajal’s cunt which were fully stretched as the fucking continued.

"Oh god!" Kajal shuddered at this tongue play. She had never imagined that she would get such pleasure from a woman's tongue.

After a couple of minutes, Chad lifted Kajal by the waist so his dick slipped out. Kajal thought he was going to change positions. Instead he dropped her butt back on his crotch and his dick was now behind her ass. That's when Shruti took it in her mouth and sucked it for a few seconds. Kajal sat naked on top of Chad's body, feeling Shruti suck the dick behind her, and almost wanting to demand that it be out back in her cunt. She kept glancing back every few seconds to see if Shruti was done.

"Hehe, look at how hungry this bitch is. She can't wait to get your sausage back in her clam." Shruti said. "Okay sweetie, here you go."

Shruti held out the dick. Kajal raised her ass and lowered her cunt onto it again. And she resumed fucking Chad in the back and forth motion.

"Try sideways too." Shruti put her hands on Kajal’s think curvy waist and guided her. "Sideways, front and back, and circular. Try them all."

"OHHHH!! YESSSSS!!" kajal cried out in pleasure as Shruti's advice took effect.

Shruti kept her hands on Kajal’s waist watching how this Indian nymph's bubble butt jiggled and rocked as it moved all over her husband's crotch. Shruti had a thing for women's butts. She got back to licking and kissing it as the fucking continued. Then she slowly took the index finger of her left hand and placed it against Kajal’s asshole. Kajal thought it was just part of the fondling and caressing. But then Kajal almost jumped when Shruti pushed the finger into her ass.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Kajal asked, a little shocked.

Shruti noticed that although Kajal was protesting, her hips kept moving on their own.

"Just a little butt play. Trust me, it enhances the pleasure." Shruti said and inserted more of her manicured finger in.

""OOOOOOOOO!!" Kajal shuddered as she felt another orgasm approaching. Shruti putting her finger up Kajal’s butt might have had something to do with it.

Chad realized that Kajal was about to cum again. He grabbed her waist and in addition to her own motion, started pumping his dick upward and deeper into her cunt. This sent Kajal absolutely over the edge.

"OHHH GODDDD!! OH YESSSSSS!! RIGHT THERE!! AMMMMMMAZINGGGGGG!!"

Kajal quaked through a huge orgasm with Shruti’s finger halfway up her butt. Shruti and Chad watched in amusement how wild this Indian chick really was. Her tits thumped against her skin as they swayed up and down all through her orgasm.

 

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When Kajal got done cumming, she suddenly felt exhausted. But Chad was continuing to ram her cunt from below. She just slumped on Chad's chest.

Shruti took her finger out of Kajal’s ass. She got up and stood above her husband's face. Then facing Kajal she lowered herself on her knees until her pussy was right above Chad's lips. Chad, true to habit, started licking her clit.

Shruti then pulled Kajal’s flopping torso u, bent forward and started kissing her. Kajal, now tired but also turned on, finally started seeing the pleasure in kissing another woman. She kissed back passionately, moving her hands to Shruti’s firm boobs.

And those three perfect torsos formed a nice triangle of multi-tasking. Kajal and Shruti kissing each other with their tongues, and squeezing each other's boobs. Chad's tongue working his wife's clit, and his dick ramming the sweet tight cunt of this exquisite Indian beauty.

The triangle of pleasure held shape for about ten minutes as Chad's skilled tongue gave his wife two orgasms. Shruti noticed that Kajal had gone from being reluctant and tentative while kissing her to absolutely aggressive. She was biting Shruti’s lips, probing her mouth with her tongue, and assaulting her boobs.

After Shruti’s had her third orgasm, Chad pushed her butt away gently. Shruti got up and moved away. Kajal was left breathless now that her kissing partner was gone. Chad then slid Kajal’s greedy cunt off his dick and moved her to the side too. Kajal let out a moan of disappointment. She felt as if she'd be happy to have that rod inside her till eternity.

"It's okay." Chad kissed Kajal and said. "Just changing positions."

Chad then had the two ladies get on all fours next to each other on the rock, Kajak on the left, Shruti on the right. He examined the two asses and admired how perfect they were in their own was. Shruti’s was tight and muscular. As she bent over, her cheeks parted automatically giving a glimpse of her pussy and asshole. It was a sight that still turned him on after all these years.

Kajal’s ass was round, full, very fleshy. Her pussy had hair while Shruti’s was clean shaven. Her cunt lips pulsated as she waited on all fours. He then smiled when Kajal herself turned her head and started kissing Shruti again. Shruti kissed back. And the two ladies were back to slobbering in each others mouths. And moaning and whimpering.

Chad thanked his stars. He was so lucky to have these two gorgeous women, even one of whom any man would kill for, all for himself. These two whimpering beauties were on their hands and knees, naked, with their asses stuck up in the air, waiting only for his dick. And one of them was a traditional shy Indian wife on her honeymoon. Chad looked up at the sky, said a silent thank you to god, and then got back to the deed at hand.

He stood on his knees right behind them. Then he put three fingers of his right hand into Shruti’s cunt and then three fingers of his left hand into Kajal’s cunt. And he started finger fucking them hard and fast. Both women stopped kissing each other, threw their heads up and started hollering with pleasure, almost like bitches in heat. Kajal could not believe how talented Chad was with his fingers despite having a dick that could do the job more than well.

Chad then inserted each of his thumbs into their assholes and finger fucking them even faster, rubbing their g-spots.Their bodies shook and quivered and their mouths kept hollering. This turned Chad on even more.

He put his thumbs in deeper into their asses. And then Kajal was shocked when she felt her lower body being lifted off the floor. Grabbing to the two pieces of asses like bowling balls, Chad lifted them both as he continued his finger assault. Shruti was used to this but for Kajal it was an utterly new experience. Both women just had their hands on the floor and Chad stood up, holding their cunts and asses so that their bodies were in a tilted wheelbarrow like position.

Kajal and Shruti screeched their way to a couple of orgasms, squirting all over Chad's hands. Kajal had never experienced squirting before so was taken aback at what her body did. But she was in too much ecstasy to dwell on it too much.

Chad finally lowered their bodies gently to the ground. This brute of a soldier had been effortlessly holding up those weights for over ten minutes. When he dropped them to the floor, Shruti and Kajal were in no state to stay on all fours. They both just collapsed on the floor in each others arms. Chad observed his handiwork, reducing two beautiful women to delirious jellies out under the open sky. And he still wasn't through with them.

Chad got down on the floor next to the two quivering ladies. He made them lie down next to each other on their backs until their hips were touching. Then he picked up Shruti's left leg and Kajal’s right leg, held them together and lifted them up straight. This made their bodies tilt slightly as parts of their asses touched each other. And their cunts were just inches away from each other.

Then holding on to those legs together, Chad first fucked Shrutui's cunt for about 20 strokes. Then Kajal’s. Both ladies took turns moaning in pleasure as they were serviced by the huge dong. Their asses slapped against each other with every stroke. Kajal was so randy by now that every time Chad took his dick out of her to put it in Shruti, she felt like crying out. She did not know that euphoria like this was even possible and she didn't want to share it, even with the guy's own wife.

After fifteen minutes of this fucking, Shruti hoarsely said,

"Just finish already, Chad. My leg's starting to cramp."

"As you say." Chad said.

His next few strokes were meaningfully rapid. And then he took out his dick, held it in his hand, and it started spurting. Actually spraying is a better word for it. The amount of cum that came out of Chad's dick was unbelievable. Aiming carefully, he spread it evenly over Kajal’s and Shruti's face and tits.

He then let go of their legs. And the two ladies again slumped on the rock, exhausted.

In five minutes, Shruti had gotten her breath back. She sat up, kissed Kajal deeply, licking some of Chad's cum off her lips.

"You were amazing!" Shruti said.

Kajal was so exhausted, she couldn't even move. She just lay there naked, her legs open, and her pussy red and swollen with the greatest assault it had ever received. With half closed eyes, she stared at the stars in the night sky.

Chad had slipped his shorts back on. He sat on a rock admiring Kajal’s big tits and engorged nipples. He felt a sense of accomplishment in the fact that it was his cum sprayed all over this demure Indian lady's face and tits. He had fucked many women over the years, but he couldn't think of anyone who could match up to Kajal in terms of physical and carnal perfection. He hoped he'd be able to bang her again soon.

Shruti climbed off the rocks and went into the ocean to wash herself up. She returned and put on her bikini. And she sat on her husband's lap.

"Ready to go back, Kajal?" Shruti asked."It'll be dawn soon."

Kajal finally felt normal enough to nod. She pulled herself back up. Every inch of her being ached with exhaustion. But there was also the residue of pleasure. She got on her weak knees and with the support of the rocks, climbed down. Both Chad and Shruti following her admired the view of her pussy and asshole as her ass cheeks parted. Kajal splashed water on herself, cleaned up Chad's cum.

Kajal was finally feeling her pulse return to normal. Her thought process was also coming back to normal. And on came the rush of guilt. What had she turned into? She had now cheated on her husband with two different men within twenty four hours. And if you counted Shruti, that was another person. This was in addition to Mehra who had had his way with her back in India. What had been unleashed inside her? Why had she turned into a characterless slut.

She thought of all this as she cleaned herself up. She felt her pussy which was sore. He thighs were tired. Her back, knees and hands were scraped with being rubbed against the rock. Surely Gautham would notice all this. What if he was already awake? What would she tell him?

Just as she was thinking all this, a different question arose in her mind. She looked around panicking.

"Where are my clothes?" she said.

Chad and Shruti looked around. They were nowhere to be seen.

"Shit, the tide! It must have washed them out." Chad said.

He was right. Kajal noticed that the water was at least 30 feet more inland than it had been when Chad stripped her naked.

"What am I going to do?"

"What can you do?" Shruti shrugged, but internally, chuckled at the thought that this shy slut who wore only loose frumpy clothes, would have to walk back all the way naked.

A few minutes back, the three of them started making the trek back. Kajal was in the middle, utterly and completely naked. She felt ashamed at the ignominy of the situation. She prayed to god that they shouldn't run into anyone on the way back. It was well past 4 AM.

But god didn't listen. Five minutes later, they passed a couple of guys from the resort staff who were walking to work. Kajal blushed, looked down, put one hand on her pussy and the other on her tits and kept walking.

It wasn't uncommon for couples to walk around naked in that private resort. It was allowed and many adventurous couples experimented with nudity on the beaches. So it wasn't kajal’s being naked that surprised them. But the fact that it was Kajal. They had seen this shy Indian wife in the resort in loose clothing. To see her walk naked and looking obviously well-fucked was surprising. They guessed that the big American soldier and his wife had just had a beach threesome with this vixen.

A few minutes later, they passed the Japanese couple who had been on the snorkeling boat. They were also surprised to see Kajal absolutely naked. Kajal was seen by a dozen or so more guests and resort staff. No one said anything to her. Most of them chuckled and especially the men felt lucky to get a glimpse of her perfect naked form.

After what seemed like an eternity, the three of them came to the cabins. Kajal peeked inside the window and was relieved to see that Gautham was still fast asleep. She was about to run in and get dressed when Shruti stopped her. She kissed the naked Kajal passionately for a couple of minutes. Then Chad took his turns. As he hugged her, he felt his dick coming back to life. Suggestively, he put Kajal’s hand on the bulge in his crotch.

"Please Chad, not now. Gautham could wake up any minute."

"Okay." Chad turned Kajal around, slapped her on the bum, and said, "go take care of your husband."

Kajal walked into the cabin. The door squeaked a little as she closed it. The sound made Gautham stir a little. Terrified, Kajal sprinted to the bathroom. She took a long shower, cleaning the washable remains of her romp on the beach. She looked at herself in the mirror. Scrapes on her back, knees and palms. And a couple of hickies on her big jugs. She would have to be careful hiding these signs using some excuse. Then wearing a full length bathrobe, she came out hoping Gautham hadn't woken up. He hadn't.

She immediately put on salwar kameez, and got in bed next to her husband. Chad and Shruti had kept her up all night. She was feeling tired and sleepy. Just as she was about to drift into sleep, the thunking sounds from next door started again.

"Oh god! They are at it again? How much stamina does Chad have?" Kajal thought to herself.

Soon she fell asleep.

Kajal woke up at around noon, her whole body sore from being Chad and Shruti’s fucktoy. Gautham was already up and was checking his email on his laptop.

"Good morning." he said looking very upset. "I have some bad news."

Panic filled Kajal’s entire being. He had found out. He was going to leave her.

"We are going to have to cut our trip short."

Oh god, he had definitely found out.

"There's a really important deal that is the risk of falling through. I have to go and help my dad with it."

Phew! She had feared the worst.

As she packed their bags, Kajal told herself that this was probably a good thing. It had started off as a nice honeymoon but had just taken a drastic turn. She had been fucked silly by strangers in the previous 24 hours. And had been seen strolling naked by a dozen more people. Who knew what else would happen if she stuck around a few more days. It would completely destroy her already damaged marriage. It was best to just forget this trip as a big mistake and start her married life with a new chapter.



THE END....................

 

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Super story bro pls continued

 

[kalaimaniraj]

Awesome season bro please try to my request stories.....

 

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MY JOURNEY BECOMING A MANAGING DIRECTOR OF THE COMPANY


EPISODE-4 :





'WHAT ARE YOU SAYING SIR' I started loudly but scared finished in a whimper, 'y...you w...want to f...fuck m..my w...wife?'

'See sir I told you that Randy is an intelligent man. Yes Randy we want to fuck Rashmika, your wife' Swami said with a satanic smile.



'NO I CAN"T DO THAT' I shouted sobering up rapidly, 'She is conservative and old fashioned. She is God fearing and believes in the sanctity of marriage. She will never agree.

'We are also God fearing' Swami laughed.

'Randy, think with a cool mind. With the raise you can live in luxury and living on Harrison Road will make you one of the elite' MD advised.

Closing my eyes I thought, 'God what have I got myself into?'

The devil in me said, 'Randy don't hesitate. Say yes. So many women in the world cheat on their husbands but the husbands never find out because there is no change in their pussy. Her cunt will remain the same and you can still enjoy her as before. Imagine living in the lap luxury on Harrison Road. I say go for it. SAY YES.'

My good angel advised, 'Don't listen to the Devil. He is trying to mislead you. You must not do it. Remember the husband wife relationship is sacred. Say no. Yes RANDY SAY NO.'

'Sir she will never consent. I know it' I replied hesitatingly.

'You said she is conservative and old fashioned. You are her husband and if you order her then she is bound to obey you' Swami reasoned logically.

Unconvinced I said, 'I don't know...'

Randy are you a man or a mouse?' Swami said aggressively.

'Swami, back off. Have you shown Randy the photos you have in your bag?' MD asked.

Swami threw a bunch of photographs in front of me. I was shocked to see them. They were dated pictures, before and after my marriage, of the three ladies and me in different poses of fucking. 'H..how did you get them? Who told you?' I asked confused.



'No one told me. I am the MD, it is my business to know what is going on in my company' MD replied smiling.

My mind was in turmoil. If Rashmika sees these snaps she would leave me. 'What are you going to do with them' I asked.

'This depends on you' MD said, 'okay here is the deal. You persuade Rashmika to let us have our will with her and you can have the raise, the flat and these pictures along with their negatives otherwise you don't get anything and these snaps will be delivered to your wife first thing in the morning. Now you decide.'

Here my resolve to earn the good things in life by hard work went for a six and my basic instinct of self-preservation and greed took over. 'Randy if you were to work hard for ten years then may be, just may be you might earn the offered salary but you will never be able to afford to live on Harrison Road, not in this life time at least. You are a persuasive man and you will surely be able to convince Rashmika to cooperate' reasoned my alcohol soaked mind.

Sitting up straight in the chair I said, 'Sir I will do it.'

'Bravo' shouted Swami excitedly, 'we knew that you will come around.'

'Randy are you sure you can to do it?' MD asked.

'Yes sir I am confident. Just tell me when and where?' I confirmed with false bravado.

With a sigh of relief, sticking his hand out the MD said, 'Okay Randy it is a deal. Let us close it with a handshake.' I grabbed his hand and shook it warmly.

'Now this is what we will do. Next Saturday at eight we both will come to your house, ostentatiously for drinks but will go on to enjoy your wife' MD said and with a smirk added, 'it will be more exciting to fuck Rashmika in her own bed than here in the hotel. Swami what do you think?'

'Great idea sir' Swami gushed, 'very nice touch.'

'Randy don't worry you will have minimal of expense. Swami will arrange for the drinks etc.' MD said.

When we were leaving MD said softly but with undisguised menace, 'Randy if you disappoint me then not only the pictures will reach your wife but I promise I will also fire you' then turning to Swami added, 'Swami, Randy is not fit to ride his motorbike. Better you drop him home. We don't want him to have an accident, do we? At least not at this juncture.'

Next morning when I got up I thought, 'God Randy you have landed your self in real big shit. There is no way out of it now. You will have to go through with it. But how was the million-dollar question?.'

'Darling what was your meeting about?' Rashmika asked interrupting my thoughts.



'She has given me an opening. Shall I tell her? I thought but failed to summon enough guts replied, 'Oh the same usual business things. Boring stuff.'

'You came home pretty late didn't you' she asked.

'Yes it went on and on. Another thing sweetheart before I forget, I have invited the MD and Mr. Swami for drinks on Saturday. They will be here at eight.'

'Why did you do that? You know I don't like them' Rashmika said making a face.

'Come on darling they are my bosses, we have to be nice to them' I replied.

'God this makes things even more difficult. She even hates their coming here. How will she consent to get in bed with them? Anyway today is only Monday there is ample time to tell her.'

On Thursday the drinks were delivered. 'What is this?' Rashmika said pointing to the carton containing two bottles of scotch and four large bottles of coke, 'your bosses think we can't afford to serve them drinks.'

'No darling it is not so. The scotch MD drinks is so expensive that it will burn such a big hole in our pocket that our finances would not be able to recover for weeks' I said laughing.

'But to send bottles of coke is the giddy limit. If they think that we can't even afford offering them coke then I think they should pay you more' Rashmika getting annoyed.

'They will my dear if you cooperate' I thought to myself but could not tell her.

Inclusion of coke had surprised me also and when I asked Swami about it he laughed, 'It is not the normal coke. To get the girl in the right frame of mind for our purpose, a friend of the MD bottles it especially for him. So make sure to use it only.' I found out later that in addition to normal coke it contained whisky and an aphrodisiac.

The whole week went by but I just couldn't tell Rashmika the real purpose of their visit. Leaving things in the able hands of God, I opened the door when they arrived at eight on Saturday evening. 'Welcome sir' I said.

'Namaste sir' Rashmika said with folded hands.

'Namaste Randy, Namaste Rashmika MD reciprocated, 'Rashmika you are looking very pretty tonight.'



Rashmika, with her hair tied neatly in a bun behind her head and dressed in a sky blue sari with matching blouse, was really looking ravishingly beautiful

Blushing and with downcast eyes Rashmika said, 'Thank you sir. Come in and be seated. I will bring some snacks.'

'No hurry' Swami said, 'please join us.'

We all sat down. The MD and Swami sat on the three-seat sofa and we sat opposite them on the two single sofa chairs. Both MD and Swami kept staring at Rashmika’s bosom. I could see that Rashmika was not feeling comfortable. Turning on some slow romantic music, I mixed drinks for the guests and myself.

'Rashmika won't you also join us in a drink' MD asked.

'No thank you sir. I don't drink alcoholic beverages' Rashmika replied politely, 'but I will take a coke.' I handed her a full glass of the special coke.

'Cheers' I said raising my glass, 'welcome to our humble abode sir.'

Rashmika took a couple of sips and said, 'I will get some snacks' leaving for the kitchen.

When she was out of earshot, Swami whispered anxiously, 'Randy have you told her? Has she agreed?'

'No I haven't but I will' I replied nervously.

'You know what will happen to you if you disappoint me' MD warned.

'I assure you that you will not be disappointed' I replied getting more jittery.

Just then Rashmika came in with a plate of kebabs. 'Try these sir I have made them myself' Rashmika said.

She bent low to offer the kebabs to them, her pallu (part of her sari draped over her breasts) slipped. As both her hands were occupied she could not stop it from falling to the floor. Ignoring the kebabs, both the MD and Swami tried to peer into her cleavage.



Seeing what they were doing Rashmika blushed and placing the plates on the table pulled her sari back into position.

'Oh it is so hot today' she murmured and dabbing her face with the pallu drained the coke in one large gulp.

We three stared at her to see the reaction. Her face flushed beads of perspiration formed on her forehead and she shook her head vigorously trying to clear the fog forming in it. 'Excuse me' she said I will join you in a minute' she said and walked towards the kitchen with unsteady steps.

Few minutes later we heard her calling, 'Randy can you come in here for a minute.'

When I entered the kitchen I saw her swaying slightly. 'Tell me Randy what is going on? What did you mix in the coke?' she asked looking at me with bloodshot eyes.

'You are imagining things. How could I mix something in the coke? You saw me open a fresh bottle in front of your own eyes?' I replied innocently.

'I know something is going on. I can feel it in my bones. Randy, place your hand on my head and swear that nothing is going on' she insisted.

It was time that she knew the truth I thought. 'Relax. There is no need to be so melodramatic' I said picking up enough courage, 'I will tell you everything. You remember I went to attend a company meeting last Sunday.....

 

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'God Randy I am feeling dizzy’ Rashmika said interrupting me, 'I am sure there was more than just coke in the glass' and leaned on the kitchen table to steady herself.



'Well, I promised to tell you everything then I might as well tell you that the coke was spiked with whisky' I said. I did not mention the aphrodisiac, as it was not necessary.

'But how? I saw you open a fresh bottle in front of my own eyes' Rashmika asked incredulously.

'The whisky was mixed while it was bottled' I replied, 'Swami told me that a friend of the MD, who owns a bottling plant, bottles it specially for him'.

'Bastard. The filthy bastard' Rashmika said, 'what were you saying before I interrupted you'.

'As I was saying, you know that on Sunday I went to attend a company meeting. On reaching the venue I found out that there was no meeting. The MD and Swami wanted to talk to me alone. First they plied me with drinks and then waved a letter, sanctioning me a considerable raise, under my nose. The raise was so large that I had visions of living in luxury for the rest of our lives'.

'Randy do you want this raise?' they asked.

'Of course I want it' I told them.

'You will have to earn it' they said.

'I was so keen to get the raise that I promised to do anything they desired'. Now they came out with the real purpose of the so-called meeting.

The MD said, 'Randy your wife Rashmika is so beautiful. I can't get her out of my mind. I want to enjoy her sexy body and your job is to convince her to cooperate. If you can do that, then this raise is yours'

'And like a stupid idiot you agreed?' Rashmika said in a sad tone.

'Of course not. I refused and protested strongly at their unwarranted behaviour' I lied smoothly.

'What happened then?' Rashmika inquired.

'When they saw that I was not going to agree they changed the subject and forced me to drink more. Later to sweeten the deal they dangled a rent-free, fully furnished company flat on Harrison Road in front of my eyes. Imagine Rashmika us living on Harrison Road, the most posh area of the city' I said enthusiastically.

'This offer bowled you over and you agreed to hand your legally wedded wife to them for their pleasure' Rashmika said with tears in her eyes.

'No Rashmika, do you think that I am like that. You seem to have very little faith in your husband. No sir, I remained adamant and told him to stuff the carrots he was dangling in front of me up their ass and forget about fucking you. But they were not finished yet' I said.

'Now what more did they bribe you with' Rashmika said wiping away her tears.

I saw Rashmika rubbing her pussy vigorously. 'What is the matter with you?' I asked. I knew that the aphrodisiac was taking effect.



'I don't know. My cunt is itching like hell. It has never itched like this before' Rashmika replied distressed.

Suppressing a smile I said, 'Maybe it is the effect of the alcohol in the coke. You had it for the first time. Don't worry it will pass'.

'Yes I suppose so' Rashmika said still scratching her cunt, 'what were you saying? Sorry I interrupted you again?'

'They then threatened me with prison' I lied, 'they said that if I don't do as they say then they will have me arrested for embezzling company's money and send me to jail'.

'I am sure they were bluffing' Rashmika replied scornfully.

'No, no it was not a bluff. I had heard a story earlier that they did the same thing to a female employee, who did not let them have their will with her. The poor thing is still in jail' I explained.

There was no need to tell her about their blackmailing me with the compromising photographs I thought.

'Then you agreed and invited them here to fuck me' Rashmika said getting annoyed.

'Yes Rashmika I agreed. What should I have done? I didn't want to go to jail. Rashmika please cooperate. Otherwise they will send me to jail' I begged.

'No I will not do it. I am your wife, not a whore' Rashmika replied getting angry.

This was not working so I decided to change tactics. 'Yes, you have to do it. As you said you are my wife and as my wife you must obey me. Remember your marriage vows' I said sternly.

'Don't remind me of my marriage vows you weakling. Remember your own vows for a change. You promised to protect me from all evil and here you are throwing me to these dogs to satisfy their lust for my body' she said looking at me with lewd eyes.

'God instead of subsiding it is getting worse' she said raising her sari and scratching her cunt through her panties.



Her face was flushed and she was breathing harder. I had never seen her like this ever before. She was getting horny. 'Ah the aphrodisiac has taken over' I thought smiling to myself.

'If this is your final answer then be prepared to explain to the world that you were responsible for sending me to jail. Okay I will go in, tell them, and take my medicine like a man' I said but made no effort to do so, as I wanted the aphrodisiac to take a firmer grip on her.

'Wait. This reminds me of another of my marriage vows. I had also promised that I will not do or say anything that might harm my husband' she said with open lust in her eyes, 'I will do it. You want me to be a whore? Then I will be a whore. I will give these two bastards the time of their lives. But Randy remember one thing, I will never forget what you are forcing me to do' undoing the top buttons of her blouse.

'What can she do? It is nothing but an empty threat. She will soon get over it' I said to myself. Grinning I said aloud, 'I will go in and tell them that you are ready to cooperate'.

'No you won't. I will tell them myself. Now go. I will join you in five minutes' she said and pushed me out of the kitchen.

Happy at my success in persuading her I entered the room and grinning broadly gave them the thumbs up sign. They heaved a sigh of relief and pressed their cocks happily. Swami wanted to say something but I quickly motioned him to remain silent. They were getting impatient. Squeezing his hard on the MD pointed to his watch and with a gesture inquired how long, silently mouthing the words "when will she come". I replied by raising my hand and mouthed back "five minutes".

The time seemed to stand still. These five minutes were like five years. Precisely five minutes later Rashmika entered. Her long hair was no longer done up in a bun but was open and her eyes were red. Apparently she had been crying. For a moment she swayed but then collecting herself she walked to her chair with measured steps.



As she sat down, she let her pallu slide to the floor. Both the MD and Swami literally jumped out of their seats and tried to peek into her partly open blouse. Ignoring them, Rashmika filled her glass with coke and in one long draught emptied it.

Then looking them in the eye said, 'So today you bastards have come here to fuck me. I am ready. What is the delay? Get started’.

Shocked at her brazenness both my bosses gasped in amazement. I was also taken by surprise. I did not expect her to be so direct. This promised to be real good and I settled down more comfortably to enjoy it. The MD jumped up from his seat and pulling Rashmika to her feet embraced her tightly. While kissing her face wildly he pressed her ass against his hard on with both his hands. They swayed in rhythm of the music as I turned up the volume.

At first Rashmika tried to avoid MD's kisses but a few minutes later she grabbed MD's head and pulled his lips down on hers. For a long time they kissed passionately. Initially I felt pangs of jealousy but I drove the thoughts out of my mind thinking of all I was getting in exchange for her pussy.

'God I can't wait' Swami said loudly and caught Rashmika’s boobs from the rear and rubbing his hardness in between the divide of her ass, kissed the exposed portion of her neck and back. Moaning loudly all three moved in step to the music with Rashmika’s pallu trailing after them on the floor.



As they came near me I pushed my fingers in the waistband of Rashmika’s petticoat and locating the knot of the string tying her petticoat pulled it open. Her sari along with the petticoat fell to the floor. In the meanwhile the experienced Swami, while kneading Rashmika’s boobs, had undone the buttons of her blouse and pushed up the bra exposing her shapely tits.

Both the men were highly excited. They dropped their trousers and stepped out of their drawers. MD's cock was big but not as large as Swami's. I noted with satisfaction that Swami's cock was smaller than my dick. I quickly hooked my fingers in the waistband of her panties and in one swift movement pulling it down, helped her to step out of it.

While still squeezing her tits Swami tried to push his cock in between her ass cheeks and the MD rubbed his cock between the lips of Rashmika’s pussy.

'Oh my god it feels so good' Rashmika moaned and hugged the MD closer to her. Rashmika took their erect cocks in her hands and moved the foreskin up and down driving her tormentors crazy.

'Oh Swami I can't wait any longer. I must fuck her now' the MD moaned

Between both of them they literally carried a willing Rashmika to the bed. Laying her down the MD attacked her boobs with his mouth. After kissing and sucking them for a while he moved down to her pussy. 'Oh Swami how beautiful her hairless pussy looks' he cried and commenced to lick it.



'Sir what are you doing? I have never licked a woman's pussy Swami said surprised.

'You don't know what you are missing' MD replied and licked harder.

Seeing her boobs unoccupied Swami latched on to them. Rashmika placing her hands on their heads pressed them to her aroused body. 'Yes suck my tits and eat my pussy' Rashmika said bucking her bottoms.

'Oh my god it feels lovely. LICK FASTER' she screamed, 'OH NOW PUSH YOUR TONGUE INSIDE MY PUSSY. AAGGHHRR Y..HES LIKE THIS. OH DEEPER. NOW MOVE YOUR TONGUE FASTER YOU BASTARD. Y..HES LIKE THIS OH! OH! I AM THERE. OHHHH YEEESSSSS' she came with a sigh and lay back like a deflated tyre.

After a few minutes, Rashmika grabbing Swami by his hair pulled his head away from her tits and with the other hand pulled MD on top of her by his hair saying, 'Now fuck me’.

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Separating her legs the MD shoved his aching erection into her dripping pussy. The MD paused, most probably to savour the ecstasy of finally achieving his hearts desire of penetrating Rashmika’s pussy.

'Oh Swami her cunt is fabulous. It is still quite tight' the MD moaned loudly.

'WHAT THE HELL IS THE MATTER WITH YOU? HAVE YOU FALLEN ASLEEP' Rashmika shouted bucking her bottoms from beneath, 'IS YOUR MOTHER GOING TO COME AND TELL YOU WHAT TO DO? YOU HAVE SHOVED YOUR COCK INSIDE ME THEN FUCK ME ALSO YOU MOTHER FUCKER'.

Hearing Rashmika the MD started to fuck her. I was enjoying myself. I had never seen this side of Rashmika before. It was very exciting.

'YES THIS IS THE WAY. FUCK ME HARDER AND FASTER' Rashmika moaned.

 

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Watching them fuck Swami could not control himself and tried to push his cock into Rashmika’s mouth. Rashmika pushed his cock away and said, 'Be patient your turn will also come. Let me first deal with this cock'.

Poor Swami, he was so excited that he did not hear her and tried to insert his cock in Rashmika’s mouth again. Rashmika caught hold of his cock and said menacingly, 'Can't you understand plain English you bastard? If you don't stop then, I will bite off your bloody dick and have it for breakfast'. Swami got scared and playing with his cock watched his boss fucking Rashmika. I also found Rashmika’s behavior very exciting. I released my cock from its confinement and started to play with it.

Grunting and moaning loudly the MD moved his cock in and out of Rashmika’s cunt.

'OH Y..HES. OH Y..HES. FASTER AND HARDER' Rashmika screamed.

MD's cock was now moving like the piston of a steam locomotive. Rashmika was in throes of pleasure. Her bottoms were going up and down in rhythm of MD's strokes.

'GOD IT IS GREAT. FUCK ME HARDER. Y..HES DON'T STOP. KEEP FUCKING' Rashmika yelled in ecstasy.

MD had reached the short strokes.

'OH! OH I AM NEARLY THERE. DON'T STOP. OH SHIT YOU HAVE CUM YOU BASTARD' Rashmika screamed.



With a loud grunt the MD had cum but continued to move his cock in and out as best as he could.

'KEEP MOVING YOUR COCK INSIDE ME YOU BLOODY BASTARD. IF YOU STOP I WILL KILL YOU. OH YES JUST A FEW MORE STROKES. Y..HES OH! OH SHIT I AM COMMMMMIIINNNNGGG' she shouted in ecstasy and lay gasping for breath.

Pulling MD's head she kissed him passionately. I watched MD's flaccid cock slip out of Rashmika’s pussy bringing with it a big lump of cum which collected on the bed sheet. Rashmika broke the kiss and pushed the MD off her. For some minutes both lay gasping for breath.

Recovering slightly the MD panted, 'Swami I tell you fuck her cunt. It is a clipper I tell you'.

'I will sir, I will but first I want her ass hole. I have been fascinated by her ass since the first day' Swami replied and turning to Rashmika added, 'bitch it is my turn now. Turn over I will take you in your ass.

I was surprised to see that without any protest Rashmika turned over. Pulling Rashmika on her knee Swami started to insert his cock in her butt hole. 'OOOWWWAAA' Rashmika shouted in pain, 'do you want to kill me you bastard, apply some lubrication first'.

Swami spat on her asshole and then with one hard stroke pushed his cock up to the hilt in her ass hole. 'AAAYYYIIIIEEEE THAT HURT' Rashmika screamed with pain, 'YOU BASTARD, YOU BLOODY BASTARD'.



Swami also paused. 'Sir I recommend that next time you should fuck her ass hole. It is much tighter than I had expected. Apparently Randy does not use it often enough' Swami said to the MD.

'STOP IT YOU BASTARD. YOU ARE NOT IN A COMPANY MEETING. YOU HAVE GIVEN ME PAIN NOW GIVE ME PLEASURE ALSO’ Rashmika shouted pushing her bum back, 'DAMMIT START FUCKING MY ASS HOLE YOU FILTHY PIG'.

Enraged by Rashmika’s abuses Swami started to ram his cock in her ass hole shouting, 'Here take this you bitch. Call me a bastard? I will fuck your ass hole out of shape. Here take some more etc.'.

After five minutes of hard butt fucking Rashmika shouted, 'Oh it feels sooo nice. RUB MY PUSSY. OH! RUB MY PUSSY’.

Her wanton screams of lust made me so hot and I started to stroke my cock faster and faster.

Swami was too engrossed in pushing his cock in her butt and did not hear her.

'I SAID RUB MY PUSSY YOU FILTHY SON OF A BITCH' she shouted frantically.

Swami was on short strokes and grunting loudly shouted, 'OH IT IS GREAT. OH I AM ABOUT TO CUM'.

My hand was moving hard and fast now. I was also about to cum.

Swami slowed down and from his jerking bottoms it was evident that he was injecting his cum into Rashmika’s butt hole.



As Swami did not rub her pussy, Rashmika pushed her hand under her body and commenced to rub her own cunt vigorously. 'GOD IT IS HEAVENLY. DON'T STOP. KEEP MOVING. Y..HES JUST A LITTLE LONGER. Y..HES, Y..HES OH OH YYYEESSS' she yelled in ecstasy and fell flat on the bed gasping for breath, dislodging Swami's semi-stiff cock, still spewing jets of cum, from her ass hole.

At this moment with a loud shout, 'GOD I AMMM COMMMMIIINNNGG' I shot my load. The first two spurts fell on the bed three feet away from where I was sitting and the rest formed large pools on the carpet at regular distance.

As Swami rolled off he muttered, 'Sir what an ass. God what an ass'.

MD was hard again. As soon as Swami vacated Rashmika’s rear entrance he pushed his cock in. 'OOWW' Rashmika yelled 'go on you bastard. Fuck me in the rear'.

For the next two hours or so both MD and Swami kept fucking Rashmika by turns with only short rests in between.

'Oh what is the matter with you two' Rashmika said pumping their flaccid cocks with her hands, 'come on make your cocks hard. I am not finished yet. I want more'.

'Oh Rashmika I don't think I can get hard again' MD lamented.

'What! Let me see what I can do about it' Rashmika said and started to suck his cock. After five minutes of hard sucking MD's cock was stiff again.



'Come now fuck me' Rashmika said inviting MD spreading her legs wide. MD started to fuck her. She kept pumping Swami's cock with her hand while MD fucked her. Soon Rashmika and MD came amid loud sighs of pleasure.

Swami was hard again. 'Swami put that nice big cock of yours inside me' Rashmika requested sweetly.

Swami got on top of her and commenced to fuck her.

'Oh Swami you fuck so well' Rashmika moaned.

Encouraged Swami rammed his cock inside her cunt.

'Oh fuck me harder. Y...hes faster. Like this. It feels sooo great. It is lovely' Rashmika moaned loudly.

Suddenly she yelled, 'HEY! WHAT IS WITH YOU? DON'T YOU DARE GO SOFT ON ME NOW. KEEP SHOVING YOU BASTARD'.

But poor Mr. Swami, he was done. I saw his limp cock slipping out of her cunt.

'OH YOU NO GOOD BASTARD. YOU CAN'T LEAVE ME IN THE MIDDLE LIKE THIS' Rashmika shouted, 'OH LICK MY CUNT. YES EAT MY PUSSY YOU BLOODY SON OF A BITCH'.

Compelled by Rashmika’s urgency and stung by her abuses Swami started to lick her cunt. 'OH IT FEELS GREAT. I AM IN HEAVEN' Rashmika moaned. Swami licked harder.

'LOVE, NOW PUSH YOUR TONGUE INSIDE MY PUSSY. AAAGGGHHHRR Y...HES LIKE THIS. OH Y..HES, OH Y..HESSSSSSS' Rashmika yelled in ecstasy and came.



Still gasping for breath Rashmika said, 'Now which one of you two is going to fuck me next?'

'Sorry Rashmika I can't do it any more. I am exhausted' MD replied.

'Me too. I can't get hard again' Swami echoed.

'If you filthy bastards can't fuck anymore then go home?' Rashmika said pushing them off the bed, 'don't forget to pay for your pleasures on your way out'.

Boy this was some session. I saw a new side of Rashmika. She was so hot that I had masturbated thrice during the evening.

When my bosses were ready to leave the MD gave me the key to the Harrison Road flat saying, 'Randy, Rashmika was fantastic. I have never had so much fun before. Her abusive language really turned me on'.

I noticed that Rashmika was still lying on the bed with her legs apart but watching attentively everything that transpired.

'Yes Randy she is the greatest. The best ass I have fucked in a long time' Swami said pushing the envelope into my hands added, 'here boy you have truly earned it'.

'Yes she was truly unique' MD laughed, 'she even made Swami lick a pussy for the first time'.

Swami said sheepishly, 'Sir we must be going. It is getting late'.

'Sir I will see you off' I said accompanying them. Outside I asked, 'Sir I hope Rashmika will be all right'.

MD laughed, 'Of course my boy she will get over it in a couple of days. They all do' handing me the envelope containing the compromising photos and after hiding them in the motorbike's dickey, I returned to the apartment. .

There was no sign of Rashmika but then I heard the shower running. I congratulated myself on the resounding success of the evening and sat down to wait for her to come out. After half an hour she emerged from the bathroom dressed in her nightgown.



'Bravo Rashmika you were great' I said enthusiastically, 'both MD and Swami were very pleased'.

Ignoring me she muttered to herself, 'God even after scrubbing for so long I still feel dirty'.

'Don't worry darling. This feeling will soon go away' I said trying to embrace her.

With eyes blazing with anger she pushed me away saying, 'DON'T. DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH ME'.

Her violent reaction took me unawares and for a moment rendered me speechless.

Then looking at the sperm stained crumpled bed sheet she murmured, 'God I will never be able to sleep in this bed again' and started to sob softly.

'Come darling I will help you change the sheet' I offered.

'No need. From tonight onwards I will sleep on the sofa and you will sleep on t..t..this bed' she said picking up a pillow and taking out a fresh sheet.

She just wouldn't listen to anything I had to say. There was nothing more to be done than go to bed. Lying in bed I could hear her crying softly. Frankly I was surprised at her reaction. Then consoled myself with the thought that time is a great healer and as the MD had said that within a few days she will get over it. They all did. Dismissing Rashmika from my mind I turned to more pleasant things like living in the lap of luxury on Harrison Road. With these pleasant thoughts I fell asleep.



Next morning Rashmika woke me up with a cheerful, 'Good morning Randy. Get up it is quite late' pushing a cup of tea in my hand. 'It didn't take her long to come to terms with last night's episode' I thought smiling to myself. At that point of time I did not realize how wrong I was. Outwardly she was her old self but she still refused to sleep with me or let me touch her in any way.

We decided to shift to the new apartment on the weekend. On Friday when I reached home from office I saw a fifty-year-old man leaving the apartment. Entering I noticed that she was in her nightie and the bed was rumpled.

'Who was the man who just left?' I asked.

'Oh! He is our grocer' she replied nonchalantly.

'Okay! He is the grocer but what was he doing here and why is the bed rumpled?' I asked getting irritated.

'I owed him money for three months supplies' she replied calmly, 'I couldn't leave without clearing his account could I?'

'So' I persisted.

'So I paid his bill with my pussy she replied with a devilish smile.



'YOU DID WHAT?' I shouted.

'Randy, don't shout. You always told me to be careful with money. You should be happy. Today my pussy saved you a hell of lot of money' she replied without turning a hair. I was flabbergasted and couldn't say a word. For the first time I regretted forcing her to sleep with the MD.

'What is done is done' I thought, 'Randy now you have to live with this new Rashmika.










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One evening when I returned from work Rashmika said, 'Welcome home Randy.'

'Randy! Who told her that name? Some body has been here' I thought and said loudly, 'Hello Rashmika has someone been here?'

'Yes a Mrs. Anushka was here. She said that she worked under you. She said that she just dropped in to get acquainted but went on and on with Randy this and Randy that. Tell me Randhir why does she call you Randy. How does she know you are so randy, is it by working "under" you' Rashmika replied emphasizing the words 'working under you.'

'So it was Anushka. I must remember to take her to task tomorrow' I thought. 'Don't be silly Rashmika. You are letting your fertile imagination get the better of you' I replied laughing aloud, 'not only she but also everyone in the company calls me Randy including my boss Mr. Swami and the MD. It is a short form of Randhir.'

'Oh I see' she mused, 'Randhir...Randhir...Randy I like the sound of it. In future I will also call you Randy.'

'Sure' I replied, 'now if the inquisition is over my lady then may I wash up.'

'No not yet' she said, 'if she has not been here then can you explain to me how does she know that I have rearranged the furniture?' I made a mental note to kill Anushka in the morning.

My brains worked with lightning speed. 'Oh that is also easily explained. This flat belongs to her friend. It was through her good offices that I managed to get it so cheaply' I replied.

'Randy just remember, if I ever hear your name attached with another woman then I will leave you' Rashmika said in a matter of fact tone.

'God is this woman jealous?' I thought, 'I have to be extra careful in future.'

In the morning when I reached my office I found the three ladies in a huddle. 'Ladies in my cabin...now' I ordered.

'Anushka was telling us how beautiful your wife Rashmika is' Shriya said excitedly.

'Yes no wonder you fell for her' Lavanya gushed.

'Yes she is very pretty but she is also very jealous' I retorted and narrated all that happened yesterday. With folded hands I said, 'Please ladies don't go visiting her anymore and should you happen to meet her then, I beg of you, be very careful in what you say.' Extracting their promise to this effect I let them go.

It was a long-standing tradition in the company that the management invited all the employees and their spouses to a gala party on the Founding Day of the company. This year's party was to be held on the lawns on The Country Club. The Country Club was the most exclusive club in town. The list of it's members read like a page from the 'Who's Who.'

Rashmika and I reached the venue punctually at eight. 'Rashmika this is a club I would love to join. Isn't it beautiful?' I said waving my hand around.

The lawns were immaculately maintained. Hundreds of strings of small blue ornamental lights lay lazily amidst the foliage. The trees and the bushes were flood lit by soft light of different colors. Multi colored seasonal flowers in full bloom added to the general beauty.

'Yes it is very pretty. Just like a fairyland' Rashmika sighed.

A large number of guests were already there. The waiters dressed in white moved around serving drinks and snacks. As we mingled with the guests, Anushka descended upon us and taking Rashmika by the arm announced, 'Come Rashmika, I will introduce you to everyone.'

Left to my own devices I joined some of my colleagues. 'Hey Randy where is your drink' one them asked.

'What is the hurry I have just arrived. The waiter will come around' I replied.

'They are a lazy lot. If you wait for them then you won't get more than two drinks in the whole evening' he said amid general laughter, 'go to the bar and fetch yourself a drink.'

On the way to the bar I spotted the MD and Mr. Swami sitting alone on a sofa. I went up to them and greeted them. 'Good to see you Randy' MD said, 'where is your drink? Go help yourself my boy.'

'Yes sir' I replied, 'I was on my way to the bar when I saw you.'

As I collected my drink from the bar I spotted Shraddha talking to the Sales Manager. 'God I hope she doesn't make a scene' I prayed silently and moved from one group to another trying to avoid meeting her.

Half an hour later someone tapped me on the shoulder. I turned around and found myself face to face with Shraddha. 'Hello Randy' she said in a sad voice.

'Hello Shraddha how are you?' I asked cheerfully.

'Congratulations. Anushka was telling me that you are married now' she continued with tears filling her eyes.

'Look here Shraddha. Please calm down' I said hastily, 'I am sorry.'

'Don't worry Randy I am not going to make a scene' she replied with a forced smile dabbing her eyes with a handkerchief.

'Believe me Shraddha, I tell you honestly, I just could not help it' I pleaded, 'my father said Randhir get married and I didn't have the guts to refuse.'

'Yes I understand. I have no regrets. I have had my innings and now it is her turn' she said then brightening added, 'Randy won't you introduce me to her?'

'Sure. Come' I replied relieved.

'Rashmika this is Shraddha, our MD's niece' I said.

'Randy she is very pretty' Shraddha said smiling, 'no wonder you fell for her.'

As they talked I noticed "The Trio" making a beeline for us. 'You girls get acquainted. I will go and sit with the bosses for a while' I said beating a hasty retreat.

Both the MD and Mr. Swami were busy discussing something. I stood respectfully at a distance. MD said, 'Randy don't stand there like a bloody statue. Pull up a chair and join us.'

They sat on a sofa overlooking the guests. I took a chair facing them. Sitting near them I could overhear their conversation. 'Sir look at that fabulous woman' Swami said pointing to some woman behind me.

'God these guys just don't get enough' I thought smiling to myself.

'Swami you are right, she is a rare beauty' MD said.

'Sir have you seen her shapely boobs and her hourglass figure?' Swami continued with a loud sigh.

'Yes Swami I see it. Have you noticed how graceful her movements are?' MD replied, 'boy she is the most beautiful woman I have seen in a long time. Swami just watching her makes me ooze pre-cum'

'Sir I am leaking pre-cum since I first spotted her half an hour ago. My underwear is nearly wet' Swami said laughing.

'Swami do you know who she is?' MD inquired.

'No sir I am seeing her for the first time' Swami replied, 'I wonder who she is sir?'

'We will have to find out won't we?' MD said and turning to me added, 'Randy my boy go and find out who this paragon of beauty is.'

'Who sir' I said turning around.

'That woman in the white sari. The one who is talking to my niece Shraddha MD replied.

Smiling I replied, 'She? Sir, she is my wife Rashmika.'

'Your wife? You never told me that you had married' Mr. Swami complained.

'Never had the occasion sir' I explained.

'Won't you introduce her to us?' MD asked.

'Sure sir' I replied and fetched Rashmika.

'Rashmika this my MD Mr. Rajan and this is my direct boss Mr. Swami' I said by way of introduction.

'Namaste' Rashmika said respectfully.

'Rashmika come sit here' MD said patting the space on the sofa between them.

'Thank you sir I am fine here' Rashmika replied politely and sat down opposite them on my chair.

For the next twenty minutes they made small talk. I could see that Rashmika was getting restless and wanted to leave. Luckily Shraddha came to her rescue. 'Rashmika are you going to sit here all evening? Come let us eat, the dinner is served. God, am I hungry' she said.

'Excuse me sir' Rashmika said and pulling her sari tightly round her shapely body followed Shraddha.

'OOOOOO sir look at her firm ass' Swami cooed staring at Rashmika’s receding figure.

'Swami you are incorrigible' MD laughed, 'a firm ass always makes you wild doesn't it?'

'Sir there is no greater pleasure than poking a firm ass' Swami said enthusiastically.

'Come on Swami this is not what you said the other day' MD chided him.

'Well second to deflowering a young virgin' Swami corrected himself sheepishly.

When we reached home Rashmika said, 'Randy I didn't like your bosses. They were like animals. Leering at me as if they wanted to devour me.'

'Don't be silly. You are imagining things' I replied, then laughing added, 'my dear you are so beautiful that it brings out the beast in a man.'

The matter was forgotten and life went on as usual but not for long. On the following Sunday afternoon I received a call from Mr. Swami. He told me that the MD wants me to attend a meeting in the company suite of Hotel Bailey at eight that evening.

At dot eight I reached the venue of the meeting. MD and Swami were the only ones present. 'Where are the others?' I asked.

'There are no others' Swami smiled, 'MD and I wanted to talk to you alone. Randy, take a seat.'

'There seems to be something big in the air' I thought sitting down on the chair indicated by Mr. Swami.

'Swami, give Randy a drink' MD said. Swami filled a glass half full with an amber liquid and after adding ice to it, handed it to me saying, 'Cheers Randy.'

'Cheers' I said and took a sip.

'WOW! This is great stuff. So smooth' I said appreciatively.

'Yes it is a twenty-year-old scotch. The best scotch on the market' Swami replied proudly, 'what do you drink normally?'

'Me? I drink rum. I can't afford this. It is far too expensive for me. ' I said truthfully.

'Who knows by the end of the evening you might be drinking this everyday' Swami replied with a sly smile.

'So my feeling was right. I am in for a raise' I thought smiling to myself taking a big gulp.

'Drink up my boy' MD said, 'there is lots of it. Swami, give Randy another drink.'

'Randy, Swami tells me that you are doing an excellent job' MD said.

'Yes my boy' Swami said, 'you are brilliant.'

'The suspense is killing me. Why don't you come out with it?' I thought taking another big gulp but aloud I said, 'Thank you sir.'

'Randy your wife Rashmika is very beautiful' MD said, 'her figure is superb and her shapely boobs, boy just out of this world.'

'Don't forget her firm ass sir' Swami added.

'What has Rashmika to do with all this? Why are they suddenly talking about her' I thought draining my glass. I was confused. 'B..But what has Rashmika got to do with my raise?' I stammered.

'See Swami I told you Randy is very sharp. He knows that we have called him here to give him a raise' MD said, 'show him the letter you have prepared.'

Dipping into his pocket Swami extracted a letter and gave it to me. 'Read it son' he said.

The letter, duly signed by the MD, was addressed to me. According to it my salary was being raised to a figure beyond all my dreams. In my excitement I did not wait for Swami to refill my glass but took the bottle, pouring myself a large drink and took a big gulp.

'What do you think about it? You want it, don't you?' Swami said taking the letter back from me.

'Yes sir very much' I replied eagerly.

'Then you will have to earn it' MD said. I didn't understand what he meant.

My head was already reeling I said, 'I will do anything you want me to do to earn it.'

'Randy, I envy you, you are a very lucky guy' MD said, 'you are able to see Rashmika naked, fondle her shapely tits and fuck her pussy every night. I bet her cunt is quite a clipper.'

Nonplused I stared at him.

'Not to forget her firm ass sir. It is sooo beautiful' Swami drooled, 'Randy, I do hope you are making full use of her ass by fucking it often.'

The conversation had taken quite a different turn. I did not appreciate the way they were talking about Rashmika but was scared that if I protest too loudly then I might lose my raise. 'Sir please you are talking about my wife' I protested mildly.

Changing the subject abruptly MD said, 'Randy I understand that your present accommodation is very cramped. How would you like to live, rent free, in a company flat on Harrison Road?

'M...me living on Harrison Road? The poshest locality of the city' I said excitedly, 'yes sir, yes sir I would love it.'

'Randy listen. Both the raise and the flat can be yours if you will only do MD a small favour' Swami said.

'M..me do MD a favour? If it is within my power then sir, I am prepared to do anything you command' I replied taking a big gulp.

'Swami fill up Randy's glass' MD said, 'Randy the truth is that since I saw your wife Rashmika the other night I have not been able to sleep. I just dream of her. I want you to deliver a willing Rashmika to me. If you do that then you will not only get the raise and the flat but I will help you in many other ways also.'

'To us sir' Swami corrected hastily.

'Yes to both of us' MD confirmed.

To put it mildly I was shocked beyond words. I picked up my glass and nearly emptied it in one go. 'God they had designs on my wife. They wanted to fuck her' I thought angrily and the visions that I had seen a few minutes earlier of rubbing shoulders with the elite of the city started to fade rapidly.

'WHAT ARE YOU SAYING SIR' I started loudly but scared finished in a whimper, 'y...you w...want to f...fuck m..my w...wife?'

'See sir I told you that Randy is an intelligent man. Yes Randy we want to fuck Rashmika, your wife' Swami said with a satanic smile.

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Watching them fuck Swami could not control himself and tried to push his cock into Rashmika’s mouth. Rashmika pushed his cock away and said, 'Be patient your turn will also come. Let me first deal with this cock'.

Poor Swami, he was so excited that he did not hear her and tried to insert his cock in Rashmika’s mouth again. Rashmika caught hold of his cock and said menacingly, 'Can't you understand plain English you bastard? If you don't stop then, I will bite off your bloody dick and have it for breakfast'. Swami got scared and playing with his cock watched his boss fucking Rashmika. I also found Rashmika’s behavior very exciting. I released my cock from its confinement and started to play with it.

Grunting and moaning loudly the MD moved his cock in and out of Rashmika’s cunt.

'OH Y..HES. OH Y..HES. FASTER AND HARDER' Rashmika screamed.

MD's cock was now moving like the piston of a steam locomotive. Rashmika was in throes of pleasure. Her bottoms were going up and down in rhythm of MD's strokes.

'GOD IT IS GREAT. FUCK ME HARDER. Y..HES DON'T STOP. KEEP FUCKING' Rashmika yelled in ecstasy.

MD had reached the short strokes.

'OH! OH I AM NEARLY THERE. DON'T STOP. OH SHIT YOU HAVE CUM YOU BASTARD' Rashmika screamed.

With a loud grunt the MD had cum but continued to move his cock in and out as best as he could.

'KEEP MOVING YOUR COCK INSIDE ME YOU BLOODY BASTARD. IF YOU STOP I WILL KILL YOU. OH YES JUST A FEW MORE STROKES. Y..HES OH! OH SHIT I AM COMMMMMIIINNNNGGG' she shouted in ecstasy and lay gasping for breath.

Pulling MD's head she kissed him passionately. I watched MD's flaccid cock slip out of Rashmika’s pussy bringing with it a big lump of cum which collected on the bed sheet. Rashmika broke the kiss and pushed the MD off her. For some minutes both lay gasping for breath.

Recovering slightly the MD panted, 'Swami I tell you fuck her cunt. It is a clipper I tell you'.

'I will sir, I will but first I want her ass hole. I have been fascinated by her ass since the first day' Swami replied and turning to Rashmika added, 'bitch it is my turn now. Turn over I will take you in your ass.

I was surprised to see that without any protest Rashmika turned over. Pulling Rashmika on her knee Swami started to insert his cock in her butt hole. 'OOOWWWAAA' Rashmika shouted in pain, 'do you want to kill me you bastard, apply some lubrication first'.

Swami spat on her asshole and then with one hard stroke pushed his cock up to the hilt in her ass hole. 'AAAYYYIIIIEEEE THAT HURT' Rashmika screamed with pain, 'YOU BASTARD, YOU BLOODY BASTARD'.

Swami also paused. 'Sir I recommend that next time you should fuck her ass hole. It is much tighter than I had expected. Apparently Randy does not use it often enough' Swami said to the MD.

'STOP IT YOU BASTARD. YOU ARE NOT IN A COMPANY MEETING. YOU HAVE GIVEN ME PAIN NOW GIVE ME PLEASURE ALSO’ Rashmika shouted pushing her bum back, 'DAMMIT START FUCKING MY ASS HOLE YOU FILTHY PIG'.

Enraged by Rashmika’s abuses Swami started to ram his cock in her ass hole shouting, 'Here take this you bitch. Call me a bastard? I will fuck your ass hole out of shape. Here take some more etc.'.

After five minutes of hard butt fucking Rashmika shouted, 'Oh it feels sooo nice. RUB MY PUSSY. OH! RUB MY PUSSY’.

Her wanton screams of lust made me so hot and I started to stroke my cock faster and faster.

Swami was too engrossed in pushing his cock in her butt and did not hear her.

'I SAID RUB MY PUSSY YOU FILTHY SON OF A BITCH' she shouted frantically.

Swami was on short strokes and grunting loudly shouted, 'OH IT IS GREAT. OH I AM ABOUT TO CUM'.

My hand was moving hard and fast now. I was also about to cum.

Swami slowed down and from his jerking bottoms it was evident that he was injecting his cum into Rashmika’s butt hole.

As Swami did not rub her pussy, Rashmika pushed her hand under her body and commenced to rub her own cunt vigorously. 'GOD IT IS HEAVENLY. DON'T STOP. KEEP MOVING. Y..HES JUST A LITTLE LONGER. Y..HES, Y..HES OH OH YYYEESSS' she yelled in ecstasy and fell flat on the bed gasping for breath, dislodging Swami's semi-stiff cock, still spewing jets of cum, from her ass hole.

At this moment with a loud shout, 'GOD I AMMM COMMMMIIINNNGG' I shot my load. The first two spurts fell on the bed three feet away from where I was sitting and the rest formed large pools on the carpet at regular distance.

As Swami rolled off he muttered, 'Sir what an ass. God what an ass'.

MD was hard again. As soon as Swami vacated Rashmika’s rear entrance he pushed his cock in. 'OOWW' Rashmika yelled 'go on you bastard. Fuck me in the rear'.

For the next two hours or so both MD and Swami kept fucking Rashmika by turns with only short rests in between.

'Oh what is the matter with you two' Rashmika said pumping their flaccid cocks with her hands, 'come on make your cocks hard. I am not finished yet. I want more'.

'Oh Rashmika I don't think I can get hard again' MD lamented.

'What! Let me see what I can do about it' Rashmika said and started to suck his cock. After five minutes of hard sucking MD's cock was stiff again.

'Come now fuck me' Rashmika said inviting MD spreading her legs wide. MD started to fuck her. She kept pumping Swami's cock with her hand while MD fucked her. Soon Rashmika and MD came amid loud sighs of pleasure.

Swami was hard again. 'Swami put that nice big cock of yours inside me' Rashmika requested sweetly.

Swami got on top of her and commenced to fuck her.

'Oh Swami you fuck so well' Rashmika moaned.

Encouraged Swami rammed his cock inside her cunt.

'Oh fuck me harder. Y...hes faster. Like this. It feels sooo great. It is lovely' Rashmika moaned loudly.

Suddenly she yelled, 'HEY! WHAT IS WITH YOU? DON'T YOU DARE GO SOFT ON ME NOW. KEEP SHOVING YOU BASTARD'.

But poor Mr. Swami, he was done. I saw his limp cock slipping out of her cunt.

'OH YOU NO GOOD BASTARD. YOU CAN'T LEAVE ME IN THE MIDDLE LIKE THIS' Rashmika shouted, 'OH LICK MY CUNT. YES EAT MY PUSSY YOU BLOODY SON OF A BITCH'.

Compelled by Rashmika’s urgency and stung by her abuses Swami started to lick her cunt. 'OH IT FEELS GREAT. I AM IN HEAVEN' Rashmika moaned. Swami licked harder.

'LOVE, NOW PUSH YOUR TONGUE INSIDE MY PUSSY. AAAGGGHHHRR Y...HES LIKE THIS. OH Y..HES, OH Y..HESSSSSSS' Rashmika yelled in ecstasy and came.

Still gasping for breath Rashmika said, 'Now which one of you two is going to fuck me next?'

'Sorry Rashmika I can't do it any more. I am exhausted' MD replied.

'Me too. I can't get hard again' Swami echoed.

'If you filthy bastards can't fuck anymore then go home?' Rashmika said pushing them off the bed, 'don't forget to pay for your pleasures on your way out'.

Boy this was some session. I saw a new side of Rashmika. She was so hot that I had masturbated thrice during the evening.

When my bosses were ready to leave the MD gave me the key to the Harrison Road flat saying, 'Randy, Rashmika was fantastic. I have never had so much fun before. Her abusive language really turned me on'.

I noticed that Rashmika was still lying on the bed with her legs apart but watching attentively everything that transpired.

'Yes Randy she is the greatest. The best ass I have fucked in a long time' Swami said pushing the envelope into my hands added, 'here boy you have truly earned it'.

'Yes she was truly unique' MD laughed, 'she even made Swami lick a pussy for the first time'.

Swami said sheepishly, 'Sir we must be going. It is getting late'.

'Sir I will see you off' I said accompanying them. Outside I asked, 'Sir I hope Rashmika will be all right'.

MD laughed, 'Of course my boy she will get over it in a couple of days. They all do' handing me the envelope containing the compromising photos and after hiding them in the motorbike's dickey, I returned to the apartment. .

There was no sign of Rashmika but then I heard the shower running. I congratulated myself on the resounding success of the evening and sat down to wait for her to come out. After half an hour she emerged from the bathroom dressed in her nightgown.

'Bravo Rashmika you were great' I said enthusiastically, 'both MD and Swami were very pleased'.

Ignoring me she muttered to herself, 'God even after scrubbing for so long I still feel dirty'.

'Don't worry darling. This feeling will soon go away' I said trying to embrace her.

With eyes blazing with anger she pushed me away saying, 'DON'T. DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH ME'.

Her violent reaction took me unawares and for a moment rendered me speechless.

Then looking at the sperm stained crumpled bed sheet she murmured, 'God I will never be able to sleep in this bed again' and started to sob softly.

'Come darling I will help you change the sheet' I offered.

'No need. From tonight onwards I will sleep on the sofa and you will sleep on t..t..this bed' she said picking up a pillow and taking out a fresh sheet.

She just wouldn't listen to anything I had to say. There was nothing more to be done than go to bed. Lying in bed I could hear her crying softly. Frankly I was surprised at her reaction. Then consoled myself with the thought that time is a great healer and as the MD had said that within a few days she will get over it. They all did. Dismissing Rashmika from my mind I turned to more pleasant things like living in the lap of luxury on Harrison Road. With these pleasant thoughts I fell asleep.

Next morning Rashmika woke me up with a cheerful, 'Good morning Randy. Get up it is quite late' pushing a cup of tea in my hand. 'It didn't take her long to come to terms with last night's episode' I thought smiling to myself. At that point of time I did not realize how wrong I was. Outwardly she was her old self but she still refused to sleep with me or let me touch her in any way.

We decided to shift to the new apartment on the weekend. On Friday when I reached home from office I saw a fifty-year-old man leaving the apartment. Entering I noticed that she was in her nightie and the bed was rumpled.

'Who was the man who just left?' I asked.

'Oh! He is our grocer' she replied nonchalantly.

'Okay! He is the grocer but what was he doing here and why is the bed rumpled?' I asked getting irritated.

'I owed him money for three months supplies' she replied calmly, 'I couldn't leave without clearing his account could I?'

'So' I persisted.

'So I paid his bill with my pussy she replied with a devilish smile.

'YOU DID WHAT?' I shouted.

'Randy, don't shout. You always told me to be careful with money. You should be happy. Today my pussy saved you a hell of lot of money' she replied without turning a hair. I was flabbergasted and couldn't say a word. For the first time I regretted forcing her to sleep with the MD.

'What is done is done' I thought, 'Randy now you have to live with this new Rashmika.

TO BE CONTINUED..............

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MY JOURNEY BECOMING A MANAGING DIRECTOR OF THE COMPANY


EPISODE-5




The apartment on Harrison Road was on the top floor of the tallest building. It was a penthouse and not an ordinary apartment. It was fully furnished with the most modern Scandinavian furniture. It had a foyer, a large sitting room, a separate room for eating, a large kitchen and two spacious bedrooms with attached bath and a large terrace. On the first day I went out on the terrace and took a deep breath. So this is the air the elite breathe' I said to myself, 'yes go on have a good look. Randy has arrived'.

Life settled down to a routine. As Rashmika would not sleep with me I continued to fuck the three ladies in my department. One afternoon Swami called me to his cabin and pushed a printed form towards me saying, 'Randy fill it out and return it to me today'.

Surprised I stuttered, 'S..s..ir i..it is an a..application form for becoming a member of 'The Country Club'.

'Yes. The MD is very pleased with you and has decided to enroll you as member of the club' Swami said smiling. Happily I filled out the form and returned it to Mr. Swami. Returning home that evening I told Rashmika the good news. 'Good for you' is all she said.



A month later the MD rang me up and said, 'Congratulations Randy your application for membership of 'The Country Club' has been approved. It is a tradition in the club that the new members and their spouses are invited by the committee members to a small get together to welcome them and get to know them. The party is on Saturday. Don't forget to bring Rashmika with you'.

'Will Rashmika go?' I wondered. When I told her she surprised me by saying, 'Of course I will go'.

On Saturday we reached the party at the appointed time. The MD immediately took charge of us and introduced us to his wife and Mrs. Bala. While I was engaged in conversation with the two ladies Rashmika wandered off on her own. Later I saw that Rashmika and the MD were moving from one group to the other laughing and joking. When we returned home, I said, 'Nice party wasn't it?'

'Yes very nice' she replied dryly.

Four days later MD called, 'Randy send Rashmika to the club day after tomorrow at 8 p.m. I will send the car for her'. I gave Rashmika MD's message adding, 'I don't think you should go to the club alone'.

'Why not I am a big girl now' she countered, 'tell MD that I will be there'.

On the appointed evening Rashmika wore her prettiest sari and took special care to look her best. As she was leaving I offered to go with her. 'No need MD's car is already here. Oh yes don't wait up for me. I might get late' she said and left.



I lay awake in bed waiting for her to return. She was right it was nearly midnight when she returned. She came over to the bed to see if I was awake. I pretended to be asleep. In the morning she gave me a big bundle of notes saying, 'Put them away in the cupboard. This money is the first earnings of your whore'.

Feeling miserable I wanted to apologize for my earlier behaviour but she cut me short, 'Don't you say a word. It is too late now. I don't say anything about your fucking your three assistants do I?'

Surprised I asked, 'Who says so?' then corrected myself to say, 'How did you find out?'

'I know about it since the day we shifted here. I found the pictures when I was looking for my jewellery box, which you had placed in the dickey of your motorbike. I don't mind. You can fuck anyone you like but don't interfere with me. Let me do what I want with my life'.

Shaking my head in sheer frustration I remained silent.

'Randy, tell me one thing. Last night I drank alcohol. I got dizzy but I did not feel the itching and tingling sensation in my pussy the way I had felt on that night. Why?' Rashmika asked. For a moment I hesitated but thought that if I wanted Rashmika back then it was time I started to level with her.



Because the coke, in addition to the whisky, was also spiked with an aphrodisiac' I replied truthfully.

'So that is what made me wild with lust' she murmured to her self, 'thank you Randy I will not forget this favour'.

After that day whenever she went to the club, which was twice or thrice in the week, she drank a full bottle of the spiked coke before leaving and returned with big money, which she placed with the rest. This went on for few months. The money in the cupboard kept multiplying.

One evening she gave me a set of keys, 'Congratulations! You are now a proud owner of the car of your dreams'.

Surprised I asked, 'What car?'

'Remember you used to look at a car in the show window and wished that you could afford to own one of them. It is the same car' she said smiling at me after a long, long time.

'B..b..but it is so expensive. Where did you get the money to buy it?' I asked.

'The money you thought you couldn't earn in ten years I earned it with my pussy in only few months' she laughed, 'it is a present from me for telling me the truth about the aphrodisiac that day. Remember?'

Yes I remembered. I only wished that I had never lied to her in the first place.

'Randy I would like you to drive me in your new car to the Hotel Bailey tonight' she said, 'I am meeting the MD and Mr. Swami there today'.

'Of course Rashmika I would love to' I replied.

'Thank god she was thawing a bit' I thought happily. 'Be ready to leave at 8 tonight' she said in her monotone of late.



When we entered the suite both, the MD and Mr. Swami, were waiting for Rashmika impatiently. 'Oh there you are' MD said then seeing me laughed, 'glad you brought Randy along. It will be like last time'.

Rashmika went straight to the bar, mixed three whiskies for us, and poured coke for her. 'She knows her way around here quite well' I thought. As if reading my thoughts Rashmika giggled, 'Randy I have been here so often that I could find my way around this suite blindfolded'.

For ten minutes or so we chatted and sipped our drinks. 'Rashmika I have heard that you undress in a very novel way. Won't you do it for us? We would love to see it' MD said. Without a word Rashmika drained her glass of coke and switching on the music started to move her hips.

'Swami, watch her carefully. My friends tell me she is damn good at it'. I was also curious to see what Rashmika would do.

Swaying with the music she started to take off her clothes in a unique manner. With her left hand she pulled down her pallu. 'Oh pleeease don't do that' she said in her natural voice pulling the pallu over her tits with the right hand.

'Come on darling let me' she said in a gruff voice and removed the pallu again with her left hand. So this is what she is doing. She is pretending that it is her wedding night and her husband is undressing her, with her in both the roles. She was the right hand and the left hand was her husband. It promised to be good and settled myself more comfortably to watch.



With naughty twinkling eyes and a saucy expression on her face she started to undress with slow tantalizing movements of her body, carrying on a conversation between the two till she stood in her bra and panties.

MD and Mr. Swami were sitting on the edge of the sofa panting with lust, with their eyes glued to Rashmika’s body and one hand pressing their erect cocks, which were now sticking out of their pants. 'Go on take off the rest' Swami shouted in excitement. 'Yes, yes go on' the MD concurred.

Then her left hand undid her bra. Catching the bra with her right hand she said, 'Don't take this off, my tits will be exposed'.

'No I must. I want to see your beautiful boobs' said the left hand trying to pull off the bra.

'Oh it is soooo embarrassing' she replied, 'then please switch off the light first'.

'No darling otherwise how will I see your beautiful boobs' insisted the left hand exposing her tits.

Rashmika’s eyes were closed and the nipples of her firm boobs were taut with excitement. 'Oh how pretty they are' the left hand said squeezing and caressing the tits.

'Oh' Rashmika moaned loudly.

The forefinger of her left hand was hooked in the waistband of her panties, trying to pull them down. Suddenly opening her eyes wide Rashmika whined, 'What are you doing? I will become absolutely naked. What do you want?’.

'I want to take off your panties, make you naked and see your cunt’ the left hand replied with a devilish smile and lowered the panties.

With a quick movement the right hand pulled them back in place protesting, 'No, no’.

'yes, yes’ said the left hand pulling them down again. This was repeated a couple of times but each time the panties ended up lower and lower till they lay on the floor and Rashmika was completely naked.



Now Rashmika acted as if someone was trying to pull her down on to the floor and she was resisting it. Her resistance was feeble and soon she lay flat on the floor with her legs slightly apart. Her firm tits were heaving with the effort she had made. Her nipples were taut and her swollen clit was peeping out from between her cunt lips.

Her left hand first squeezed her breasts and tweaked her pointed nipples. 'Oh' she moaned. Then the hand caressed her cunt and pressed her excited swollen clit. 'OOOoo' she squealed softly. Her parted legs began to rise and they bent at the knees. With her fingers she separated the cunt lips showing us her red cunt hole.

'Oh darling your pussy is beautiful. I am now going to fuck it' the gruff voice announced.

'Oh! Please be gentle. I am a virgin' she pleaded. 'OWWWWAAA' she screamed. Her body moved as if a cock was working inside her. Few minutes later her hips stated to move up and down in fuck motion. 'Oh' 'OH' OOHHH' 'OOOOHHHHH' she moaned and lay still.

'Turn around and get on your knees' the gruff voice ordered. She took her position on her knees. Spreading her ass cheeks she showed us her brown puckered hole.

'Darling how tight your ass hole looks' the man said. 'W...What are you going to do?' Rashmika asked trembling with fear.

'Darling Now I am going to take your ass hole cherry’ replied her tormentor.

'No please not in my aAAAAAAUUUUUIII' she shouted as if in pain.



At this point Mr. Swami could not control himself and with his erect dick in his hand jumped towards her shouting, 'I will show you how a ass hole is fucked'. Unfortunately in his haste he tripped on the center table otherwise he would surely have penetrated Rashmika’s butt hole.

Rolling over Rashmika quickly stood up. 'Swami! Sit down' she said authoritatively then smiling suddenly she threw her panties at them, 'wipe the pre-cum off, the hotel management will not take kindly to your staining the upholstery'.

'Rashmika come to the bed room with us' MD panted.

'All right boys let's get down to brass tracks. You want to fuck my cunt?' Rashmika asked.

'Yeah, yeah' they replied.

'Fuck my ass hole too' she continued.

'Yeah, yeah' both replied eagerly.

'Good! First let us get the financial arrangements straight' Rashmika said in a business like manner.

'What! You want us to pay you?' MD said surprised.

'Of course. Remember what you told your bald friend few months ago. I quote " Friend there are no free lunches. You want her pussy, you pay for it" unquote. So no free lunches. You pay you get pussy. No pay no pussy. It is that simple' Rashmika said grinning broadly.

 

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MY JOURNEY BECOMING A MANAGING DIRECTOR OF THE COMPANY


EPISODE-5




The apartment on Harrison Road was on the top floor of the tallest building. It was a penthouse and not an ordinary apartment. It was fully furnished with the most modern Scandinavian furniture. It had a foyer, a large sitting room, a separate room for eating, a large kitchen and two spacious bedrooms with attached bath and a large terrace. On the first day I went out on the terrace and took a deep breath. So this is the air the elite breathe' I said to myself, 'yes go on have a good look. Randy has arrived'.

Life settled down to a routine. As Rashmika would not sleep with me I continued to fuck the three ladies in my department. One afternoon Swami called me to his cabin and pushed a printed form towards me saying, 'Randy fill it out and return it to me today'.

Surprised I stuttered, 'S..s..ir i..it is an a..application form for becoming a member of 'The Country Club'.

'Yes. The MD is very pleased with you and has decided to enroll you as member of the club' Swami said smiling. Happily I filled out the form and returned it to Mr. Swami. Returning home that evening I told Rashmika the good news. 'Good for you' is all she said.

A month later the MD rang me up and said, 'Congratulations Randy your application for membership of 'The Country Club' has been approved. It is a tradition in the club that the new members and their spouses are invited by the committee members to a small get together to welcome them and get to know them. The party is on Saturday. Don't forget to bring Rashmika with you'.

'Will Rashmika go?' I wondered. When I told her she surprised me by saying, 'Of course I will go'.

On Saturday we reached the party at the appointed time. The MD immediately took charge of us and introduced us to his wife and Mrs. Bala. While I was engaged in conversation with the two ladies Rashmika wandered off on her own. Later I saw that Rashmika and the MD were moving from one group to the other laughing and joking. When we returned home, I said, 'Nice party wasn't it?'

'Yes very nice' she replied dryly.

Four days later MD called, 'Randy send Rashmika to the club day after tomorrow at 8 p.m. I will send the car for her'. I gave Rashmika MD's message adding, 'I don't think you should go to the club alone'.

'Why not I am a big girl now' she countered, 'tell MD that I will be there'.

On the appointed evening Rashmika wore her prettiest sari and took special care to look her best. As she was leaving I offered to go with her. 'No need MD's car is already here. Oh yes don't wait up for me. I might get late' she said and left.

I lay awake in bed waiting for her to return. She was right it was nearly midnight when she returned. She came over to the bed to see if I was awake. I pretended to be asleep. In the morning she gave me a big bundle of notes saying, 'Put them away in the cupboard. This money is the first earnings of your whore'.

Feeling miserable I wanted to apologize for my earlier behaviour but she cut me short, 'Don't you say a word. It is too late now. I don't say anything about your fucking your three assistants do I?'

Surprised I asked, 'Who says so?' then corrected myself to say, 'How did you find out?'

'I know about it since the day we shifted here. I found the pictures when I was looking for my jewellery box, which you had placed in the dickey of your motorbike. I don't mind. You can fuck anyone you like but don't interfere with me. Let me do what I want with my life'.

Shaking my head in sheer frustration I remained silent.

'Randy, tell me one thing. Last night I drank alcohol. I got dizzy but I did not feel the itching and tingling sensation in my pussy the way I had felt on that night. Why?' Rashmika asked. For a moment I hesitated but thought that if I wanted Rashmika back then it was time I started to level with her.

Because the coke, in addition to the whisky, was also spiked with an aphrodisiac' I replied truthfully.

'So that is what made me wild with lust' she murmured to her self, 'thank you Randy I will not forget this favour'.

After that day whenever she went to the club, which was twice or thrice in the week, she drank a full bottle of the spiked coke before leaving and returned with big money, which she placed with the rest. This went on for few months. The money in the cupboard kept multiplying.

One evening she gave me a set of keys, 'Congratulations! You are now a proud owner of the car of your dreams'.

Surprised I asked, 'What car?'

'Remember you used to look at a car in the show window and wished that you could afford to own one of them. It is the same car' she said smiling at me after a long, long time.

'B..b..but it is so expensive. Where did you get the money to buy it?' I asked.

'The money you thought you couldn't earn in ten years I earned it with my pussy in only few months' she laughed, 'it is a present from me for telling me the truth about the aphrodisiac that day. Remember?'

Yes I remembered. I only wished that I had never lied to her in the first place.

'Randy I would like you to drive me in your new car to the Hotel Bailey tonight' she said, 'I am meeting the MD and Mr. Swami there today'.

'Of course Rashmika I would love to' I replied.

'Thank god she was thawing a bit' I thought happily. 'Be ready to leave at 8 tonight' she said in her monotone of late.

When we entered the suite both, the MD and Mr. Swami, were waiting for Rashmika impatiently. 'Oh there you are' MD said then seeing me laughed, 'glad you brought Randy along. It will be like last time'.

Rashmika went straight to the bar, mixed three whiskies for us, and poured coke for her. 'She knows her way around here quite well' I thought. As if reading my thoughts Rashmika giggled, 'Randy I have been here so often that I could find my way around this suite blindfolded'.

For ten minutes or so we chatted and sipped our drinks. 'Rashmika I have heard that you undress in a very novel way. Won't you do it for us? We would love to see it' MD said. Without a word Rashmika drained her glass of coke and switching on the music started to move her hips.

'Swami, watch her carefully. My friends tell me she is damn good at it'. I was also curious to see what Rashmika would do.

Swaying with the music she started to take off her clothes in a unique manner. With her left hand she pulled down her pallu. 'Oh pleeease don't do that' she said in her natural voice pulling the pallu over her tits with the right hand.

'Come on darling let me' she said in a gruff voice and removed the pallu again with her left hand. So this is what she is doing. She is pretending that it is her wedding night and her husband is undressing her, with her in both the roles. She was the right hand and the left hand was her husband. It promised to be good and settled myself more comfortably to watch.

With naughty twinkling eyes and a saucy expression on her face she started to undress with slow tantalizing movements of her body, carrying on a conversation between the two till she stood in her bra and panties.

MD and Mr. Swami were sitting on the edge of the sofa panting with lust, with their eyes glued to Rashmika’s body and one hand pressing their erect cocks, which were now sticking out of their pants. 'Go on take off the rest' Swami shouted in excitement. 'Yes, yes go on' the MD concurred.

Then her left hand undid her bra. Catching the bra with her right hand she said, 'Don't take this off, my tits will be exposed'.

'No I must. I want to see your beautiful boobs' said the left hand trying to pull off the bra.

'Oh it is soooo embarrassing' she replied, 'then please switch off the light first'.

'No darling otherwise how will I see your beautiful boobs' insisted the left hand exposing her tits.

Rashmika’s eyes were closed and the nipples of her firm boobs were taut with excitement. 'Oh how pretty they are' the left hand said squeezing and caressing the tits.

'Oh' Rashmika moaned loudly.

The forefinger of her left hand was hooked in the waistband of her panties, trying to pull them down. Suddenly opening her eyes wide Rashmika whined, 'What are you doing? I will become absolutely naked. What do you want?’.

'I want to take off your panties, make you naked and see your cunt’ the left hand replied with a devilish smile and lowered the panties.

With a quick movement the right hand pulled them back in place protesting, 'No, no’.

'yes, yes’ said the left hand pulling them down again. This was repeated a couple of times but each time the panties ended up lower and lower till they lay on the floor and Rashmika was completely naked.

Now Rashmika acted as if someone was trying to pull her down on to the floor and she was resisting it. Her resistance was feeble and soon she lay flat on the floor with her legs slightly apart. Her firm tits were heaving with the effort she had made. Her nipples were taut and her swollen clit was peeping out from between her cunt lips.

Her left hand first squeezed her breasts and tweaked her pointed nipples. 'Oh' she moaned. Then the hand caressed her cunt and pressed her excited swollen clit. 'OOOoo' she squealed softly. Her parted legs began to rise and they bent at the knees. With her fingers she separated the cunt lips showing us her red cunt hole.

'Oh darling your pussy is beautiful. I am now going to fuck it' the gruff voice announced.

'Oh! Please be gentle. I am a virgin' she pleaded. 'OWWWWAAA' she screamed. Her body moved as if a cock was working inside her. Few minutes later her hips stated to move up and down in fuck motion. 'Oh' 'OH' OOHHH' 'OOOOHHHHH' she moaned and lay still.

'Turn around and get on your knees' the gruff voice ordered. She took her position on her knees. Spreading her ass cheeks she showed us her brown puckered hole.

'Darling how tight your ass hole looks' the man said. 'W...What are you going to do?' Rashmika asked trembling with fear.

'Darling Now I am going to take your ass hole cherry’ replied her tormentor.

'No please not in my aAAAAAAUUUUUIII' she shouted as if in pain.

At this point Mr. Swami could not control himself and with his erect dick in his hand jumped towards her shouting, 'I will show you how a ass hole is fucked'. Unfortunately in his haste he tripped on the center table otherwise he would surely have penetrated Rashmika’s butt hole.

Rolling over Rashmika quickly stood up. 'Swami! Sit down' she said authoritatively then smiling suddenly she threw her panties at them, 'wipe the pre-cum off, the hotel management will not take kindly to your staining the upholstery'.

'Rashmika come to the bed room with us' MD panted.

'All right boys let's get down to brass tracks. You want to fuck my cunt?' Rashmika asked.

'Yeah, yeah' they replied.

'Fuck my ass hole too' she continued.

'Yeah, yeah' both replied eagerly.

'Good! First let us get the financial arrangements straight' Rashmika said in a business like manner.

'What! You want us to pay you?' MD said surprised.

'Of course. Remember what you told your bald friend few months ago. I quote " Friend there are no free lunches. You want her pussy, you pay for it" unquote. So no free lunches. You pay you get pussy. No pay no pussy. It is that simple' Rashmika said grinning broadly.

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B...But Rashmika we did not pay you last time' Swami stammered.

'You have a short memory. You may not have paid me directly but you paid my husband and you are still paying for that privilege each month'.

'Okay how much do you want?' MD said in his best business like tone.

'The same what the others pay. Ten thousand each' Rashmika replied smiling sweetly.

'I don't have that type of money on me. I will pay you tomorrow. Promise' MD pleaded.

'Me too' Swami said quickly.

'Sorry boys as I said earlier no money no pussy. Pay tomorrow fuck pussy also tomorrow' Rashmika said collecting her clothes.

'Wait!' MD shouted, 'I have my cheque book with me. I will give you a cheque'.

'Me too' Swami said taking it out of his pocket.

Rashmika looked doubtfully at them. 'Are you sure that you have enough money in the bank to cover the cheque' Rashmika asked.

'Enough I have more than three hundred times the amount in my bank. I checked it today morning only' MD replied proudly.

'But I have only five thousand in the bank. Please Rashmika take five thousand' Swami wailed.

'Okay Swami but then only pussy no ass’ Rashmika replied.

'No, no I must have her ass. Sir, please lend me five thousand. I will pay you back in four days'.

'Swami what do you do with all your money? I pay you so well' MD asked.

'I only keep five thousand in the bank for emergency the rest I invest it in the shares of an I. T. company. My investment has multiplied ten times in the last three years' Swami replied proudly and begged, 'I will sell a few shares tomorrow and repay you. Sir, please trust me'.

The MD and Swami made out the cheques and handed them to Rashmika. Rashmika scrutinized them carefully. 'If these cheques are not honoured by the bank tomorrow then I promise you that will I file criminal charges against you for cheating and ensure that both of you go to jail, even if I have to fuck the whole police department of the city' Rashmika said menacingly.

'Don't worry they will be honoured' MD said oozing confidence.

'Good' Rashmika said and pouring herself a glass of coke drained it in large gulps.

'Now what is the delay' MD said impatiently.

'Just one minute. I want to say something to Randy' Rashmika said and taking me to a corner whispered, 'Randy when I am inside with these two bastards then you switch on the TV on the video channel and watch but no sound. Okay?' Without understanding I nodded.

'Randy hold these cheques for me while I earn them' she said loudly and catching both my bosses by their erect cocks pulled them towards the bedroom, 'come on guys it is show time'.



When they were gone for five minutes I switched on the TV as directed. I was surprised to see the MD ramming his cock into Rashmika’s pussy while Swami, manipulating his cock, watched them. The picture was so clear and sharp that I could "understand" the words mouthed by Rashmika.

After two hours Rashmika emerged from the room leaving the two completely exhausted and fucked out men behind. 'Come Randy let us go home' she said dressing quickly.

On the way home she asked, 'How was the show on TV? Was it clear?' I told her truthfully that it was great and the picture could not be clearer or sharper. 'Good' she said with satisfaction.

'Rashmika how did you manage to install this equipment without the knowledge of the MD?' I asked.

Rashmika laughed, 'Randy you underestimate the power of a beautiful woman's pussy. At first the general manager objected but when I fucked him, he was like putty in my hands and fell over himself to please me'.

'Why are you doing this, it must have been very expensive?' I queried.

'Yes the equipment was very expensive but as they say easy come easy go' Rashmika replied laughing then getting serious she added, 'frankly I myself don't know why but my intuition says that it might be useful to me some day to achieve my goal'.

'What is your goal?' I asked.

'What is the hurry you will soon find out' she laughed deflecting my query.

Things returned to, as they were like before only Rashmika was a little friendlier.



early two months later Rashmika said, 'Randy, why don't we go home for a short holiday? Your mother has also written to me several times how she misses us. I am also keen to go'.

Thinking that this was a great opportunity to get Rashmika out of the rut she had got into, I agreed immediately, 'Good idea. Unfortunately because of pressure of work I can't join you but you go ahead. I will make all the arrangements' I said to her.

In the following days we bought presents for every one at home. I personally chose two beautiful chiffon sarees for my sisters Anupama and Amritha. A week later Rashmika left.

Four weeks later Rashmika returned. I went to receive her at the railway station. When I reached she was already waiting for me. 'Sorry I got caught in a traffic jam' I said apologetically, 'come let us go'.

'Bhaiya (elder brother)' I heard some one shout from behind me. Turning around I saw both Anupama and Amritha smiling at me. I hugged and kissed them. 'Rashmika I am glad that you brought them with you. I was really missing them' I said.



When they saw my car they whistled, 'Boy what a car' Amritha said, 'I will sit in the front'.

'I don't mind but you will have to ask your bhabi (brother's wife)' I replied. Rashmika had no objection and both of them sat in the front with me.

'Oh bhaiya what a beautiful apartment you have' Anupama said as she entered it.

'Yes and it has such a nice view too' Amritha remarked. My chest swelled with pride. I decided to take the day off to spend it with my sisters.

They were full of life. For hours we sat and talked or rather they talked while Rashmika and I listened to them. 'You both have told us about everything and everyone but you have not said a word about one subject' I said smiling.

'Which subject' they asked puzzled.

'Your boy friends' I asked laughing.

For a brief moment they looked at each other then at Rashmika. Making a face Anupama replied, 'Aw bhaiya you know that we are not that type of girls'.

'Have you forgotten Mr. Hitler? If father found out that we have boy friends then he would shoot them first then us' Amritha replied in lighter vein then added, 'seriously bhaiya we don't have any boy friends'.

'Then we will have to find them for you girls. Won't we Rashmika?' I said laughing.

'Of course. I was thinking on similar lines already' Rashmika replied winking at my sisters.



Okay girls I have to prepare lunch and in the meanwhile you can unpack and settle down' Rashmika said showing them to the bedroom used by me.

Few minutes later Anupama and Amritha came out with piles of my clothes in their arms, 'Bhaiya what are your clothes doing in this bedroom?' Anupama said dumping them in heap on the sofa.

Not wanting to tell them that everything was not well between Rashmika and me I lied, 'Oh your bhabi was away and I couldn't bear to sleep alone in our room so I was using the spare bedroom'.

'Now she is back' Amritha laughed, 'so use your own bedroom besides we require the space for our clothes'.

Without a word Rashmika carried my clothes into the master bedroom. 'This augured well' I thought and followed Rashmika into the room. I watched Rashmika unpack.

To my utter surprise she took out a bottle of coke from her suitcase. 'W..what you had taken coke with you?' I exclaimed.

'Why not? What if I required it? Better to be prepared than to be sorry, do you agree? Rashmika replied dryly. The hope that the trip would mellow down Rashmika vanished in thin air.

'I am going to the market to buy some ice cream. Anupama and Amritha love to eat it' I said.

At lunch I said, 'Don't eat too much. After lunch we will do some sight seeing and tonight we all will go out for dinner at the best restaurant in town'.

As we were eating dinner Amritha said, 'Bhaiya this place is really posh. The decor is out of this world'.

'Yes. I don't believe it, even the food tastes good, Anupama added jokingly, 'Bhabi you must be coming here often'.

'No it is my first time. Thanks to you both that your bhaiya has brought me here' Rashmika said sarcastically.

When we returned home and the girls had turned in, I picked up a pillow to sleep on the couch in the sitting room. 'No this won't be necessary' Rashmika said, 'you can sleep on the bed but make sure that you remain on your side of the bed'.



Next morning I went to work as usual. At around four in the afternoon Rashmika called me and said in an agitated voice, 'Randy, come home quickly. Anupama and Amritha are .....'.

Worried I asked, 'What has happened to them?'

'Please come immediately' Rashmika repeated.

'Rashmika! Rashmika tell me...' but Rashmika had disconnected the line. Leaving my work I rushed home.

As I entered the apartment I asked, 'Where are they? What has happened?'

With a satanic smile Rashmika pointed towards the partly open door of their room. Through the half open door I heard loud sounds of grunts and moans.

'What is happening?' I asked bewildered.

'What is happening?' Rashmika said grinning, 'fucking is going on, what else’.

'W..W..Who..' I stuttered.

'The MD and Mr. Swami who else' Rashmika replied evenly.

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TO BE CONTINUED.........

 

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B...But Rashmika we did not pay you last time' Swami stammered.

'You have a short memory. You may not have paid me directly but you paid my husband and you are still paying for that privilege each month'.

'Okay how much do you want?' MD said in his best business like tone.

'The same what the others pay. Ten thousand each' Rashmika replied smiling sweetly.

'I don't have that type of money on me. I will pay you tomorrow. Promise' MD pleaded.

'Me too' Swami said quickly.

'Sorry boys as I said earlier no money no pussy. Pay tomorrow fuck pussy also tomorrow' Rashmika said collecting her clothes.

'Wait!' MD shouted, 'I have my cheque book with me. I will give you a cheque'.

'Me too' Swami said taking it out of his pocket.

Rashmika looked doubtfully at them. 'Are you sure that you have enough money in the bank to cover the cheque' Rashmika asked.

'Enough I have more than three hundred times the amount in my bank. I checked it today morning only' MD replied proudly.

'But I have only five thousand in the bank. Please Rashmika take five thousand' Swami wailed.

'Okay Swami but then only pussy no ass’ Rashmika replied.

'No, no I must have her ass. Sir, please lend me five thousand. I will pay you back in four days'.

'Swami what do you do with all your money? I pay you so well' MD asked.

'I only keep five thousand in the bank for emergency the rest I invest it in the shares of an I. T. company. My investment has multiplied ten times in the last three years' Swami replied proudly and begged, 'I will sell a few shares tomorrow and repay you. Sir, please trust me'.

The MD and Swami made out the cheques and handed them to Rashmika. Rashmika scrutinized them carefully. 'If these cheques are not honoured by the bank tomorrow then I promise you that will I file criminal charges against you for cheating and ensure that both of you go to jail, even if I have to fuck the whole police department of the city' Rashmika said menacingly.

'Don't worry they will be honoured' MD said oozing confidence.

'Good' Rashmika said and pouring herself a glass of coke drained it in large gulps.

'Now what is the delay' MD said impatiently.

'Just one minute. I want to say something to Randy' Rashmika said and taking me to a corner whispered, 'Randy when I am inside with these two bastards then you switch on the TV on the video channel and watch but no sound. Okay?' Without understanding I nodded.

'Randy hold these cheques for me while I earn them' she said loudly and catching both my bosses by their erect cocks pulled them towards the bedroom, 'come on guys it is show time'.

When they were gone for five minutes I switched on the TV as directed. I was surprised to see the MD ramming his cock into Rashmika’s pussy while Swami, manipulating his cock, watched them. The picture was so clear and sharp that I could "understand" the words mouthed by Rashmika.

After two hours Rashmika emerged from the room leaving the two completely exhausted and fucked out men behind. 'Come Randy let us go home' she said dressing quickly.

On the way home she asked, 'How was the show on TV? Was it clear?' I told her truthfully that it was great and the picture could not be clearer or sharper. 'Good' she said with satisfaction.

'Rashmika how did you manage to install this equipment without the knowledge of the MD?' I asked.

Rashmika laughed, 'Randy you underestimate the power of a beautiful woman's pussy. At first the general manager objected but when I fucked him, he was like putty in my hands and fell over himself to please me'.

'Why are you doing this, it must have been very expensive?' I queried.

'Yes the equipment was very expensive but as they say easy come easy go' Rashmika replied laughing then getting serious she added, 'frankly I myself don't know why but my intuition says that it might be useful to me some day to achieve my goal'.

'What is your goal?' I asked.

'What is the hurry you will soon find out' she laughed deflecting my query.

Things returned to, as they were like before only Rashmika was a little friendlier.

early two months later Rashmika said, 'Randy, why don't we go home for a short holiday? Your mother has also written to me several times how she misses us. I am also keen to go'.

Thinking that this was a great opportunity to get Rashmika out of the rut she had got into, I agreed immediately, 'Good idea. Unfortunately because of pressure of work I can't join you but you go ahead. I will make all the arrangements' I said to her.

In the following days we bought presents for every one at home. I personally chose two beautiful chiffon sarees for my sisters Anupama and Amritha. A week later Rashmika left.

Four weeks later Rashmika returned. I went to receive her at the railway station. When I reached she was already waiting for me. 'Sorry I got caught in a traffic jam' I said apologetically, 'come let us go'.

'Bhaiya (elder brother)' I heard some one shout from behind me. Turning around I saw both Anupama and Amritha smiling at me. I hugged and kissed them. 'Rashmika I am glad that you brought them with you. I was really missing them' I said.

When they saw my car they whistled, 'Boy what a car' Amritha said, 'I will sit in the front'.

'I don't mind but you will have to ask your bhabi (brother's wife)' I replied. Rashmika had no objection and both of them sat in the front with me.

'Oh bhaiya what a beautiful apartment you have' Anupama said as she entered it.

'Yes and it has such a nice view too' Amritha remarked. My chest swelled with pride. I decided to take the day off to spend it with my sisters.

They were full of life. For hours we sat and talked or rather they talked while Rashmika and I listened to them. 'You both have told us about everything and everyone but you have not said a word about one subject' I said smiling.

'Which subject' they asked puzzled.

'Your boy friends' I asked laughing.

For a brief moment they looked at each other then at Rashmika. Making a face Anupama replied, 'Aw bhaiya you know that we are not that type of girls'.

'Have you forgotten Mr. Hitler? If father found out that we have boy friends then he would shoot them first then us' Amritha replied in lighter vein then added, 'seriously bhaiya we don't have any boy friends'.

'Then we will have to find them for you girls. Won't we Rashmika?' I said laughing.

'Of course. I was thinking on similar lines already' Rashmika replied winking at my sisters.

Okay girls I have to prepare lunch and in the meanwhile you can unpack and settle down' Rashmika said showing them to the bedroom used by me.

Few minutes later Anupama and Amritha came out with piles of my clothes in their arms, 'Bhaiya what are your clothes doing in this bedroom?' Anupama said dumping them in heap on the sofa.

Not wanting to tell them that everything was not well between Rashmika and me I lied, 'Oh your bhabi was away and I couldn't bear to sleep alone in our room so I was using the spare bedroom'.

'Now she is back' Amritha laughed, 'so use your own bedroom besides we require the space for our clothes'.

Without a word Rashmika carried my clothes into the master bedroom. 'This augured well' I thought and followed Rashmika into the room. I watched Rashmika unpack.

To my utter surprise she took out a bottle of coke from her suitcase. 'W..what you had taken coke with you?' I exclaimed.

'Why not? What if I required it? Better to be prepared than to be sorry, do you agree? Rashmika replied dryly. The hope that the trip would mellow down Rashmika vanished in thin air.

'I am going to the market to buy some ice cream. Anupama and Amritha love to eat it' I said.

At lunch I said, 'Don't eat too much. After lunch we will do some sight seeing and tonight we all will go out for dinner at the best restaurant in town'.

As we were eating dinner Amritha said, 'Bhaiya this place is really posh. The decor is out of this world'.

'Yes. I don't believe it, even the food tastes good, Anupama added jokingly, 'Bhabi you must be coming here often'.

'No it is my first time. Thanks to you both that your bhaiya has brought me here' Rashmika said sarcastically.

When we returned home and the girls had turned in, I picked up a pillow to sleep on the couch in the sitting room. 'No this won't be necessary' Rashmika said, 'you can sleep on the bed but make sure that you remain on your side of the bed'.

Next morning I went to work as usual. At around four in the afternoon Rashmika called me and said in an agitated voice, 'Randy, come home quickly. Anupama and Amritha are .....'.

Worried I asked, 'What has happened to them?'

'Please come immediately' Rashmika repeated.

'Rashmika! Rashmika tell me...' but Rashmika had disconnected the line. Leaving my work I rushed home.

As I entered the apartment I asked, 'Where are they? What has happened?'

With a satanic smile Rashmika pointed towards the partly open door of their room. Through the half open door I heard loud sounds of grunts and moans.

'What is happening?' I asked bewildered.

'What is happening?' Rashmika said grinning, 'fucking is going on, what else’.

'W..W..Who..' I stuttered.

'The MD and Mr. Swami who else' Rashmika replied evenly.

TO BE CONTINUED.........

Now this story is taking a nice turn... Nice twist... Keep going bro ??????

 

[raj1984]

Did she use aphrodisiac on them?? Or brainwash hypnotize anything else

 

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Did she use aphrodisiac on them?? Or brainwash hypnotize anything else

I think she made them drink that aphrodisiac coke ???

 

[raj1984]

What abt mother?????????