Erotica Couple swapping sexperience of Chaitali by Anonymous

[The Mask Editor]

Part 04

Chapter 21

This is in continuation of my post Couple Swapping Experience of Chaitali-XX, to get the relevance of my current write up I request readers who have not read my previous submissions they must go through them. In this serious of posts I have wrote down after making Radha Bhabhi a slut like we all are how we tried indulged my cousin sister Chhaya and Harsh in our fucking group.

In the beginning itself I would like to mention this fact that this write up might go long and might get divided into more than expected parts, just like it was happened last time. For an introduction for this series of posts once again I would say that most of readers might not feel it a true happening because it is a kind of incident which I don’t think comes in our knowledge very casually.

Believe me friends throughout reading my experience you just have to relate it with your eternal desires of getting on bed with other’s partner and I am sure as you will do that you will start believing on my life experience. Most of males wills certainly agree with this fact that they always feel like having sex with someone else’s wife but I would say this fact is not limited just to males,

females also gets attracted to other males, if not to all it is applicable to me and all the other three females of our group. It is forbidden, but it is true, like our husbands enjoy fucking other three male member’s wife we females enjoy fucking with other’s husband.

It’s all about your understanding with your partner and also with yourself; you just have to feel comfortable with other’s partner as if he/she is your partner. At our end we all believe that our body and sex is just an object to have fun and considering all the members one family we just try to have fun.

Now without wasting any time in reviewing I would say after succeeding in involving simple and religious widow like Radha Bhabhi into slutty act of fucking with two males at the same time, we all were very happy and excited and there was some sort of fever in all the males to see Radha Bhabhi in the group sex event as soon as possible although Radha Bhabhi was yet not aware

of our ultimate intentions that we want to add her into the entire swinging group where two more males were eagerly waiting to fuck her like a slut and to do that Gunjan Didi was thinking something but not it had a second priority. Both Gunjan Didi and Hemant Jiju were now energetic in the adding remaining couple Harsh and Chhaya into our fucking group.

As mentioned Chhaya is my first cousin from father’s side and because I was directly related to her, as per plan it was me who was suppose to approach her and Hemant Jiju was calling me almost daily to get updates over my chatting with Chhaya and he was pressuring me to act fast as he was planning a joint event after couple of months on a long weekend where he wanted to fuck Chhaya like an animal.

At my end though I was well connected to Chhaya over phone and social networking site, also sometimes we use to talk bit about our sex lives but even then I could not see any safe way to approach her or I can say I was not confident over myself in that regard.

Actually leaving there home town both Chhaya and Harsh were living in NCR and over the phone for me it was not possible to talk to her about all this because anyhow I could not guess there over all gesture. Over viewing all aspects in this regard, like distance and all eventually Hemant Jiju and Gunjan Didi came up with an idea of visiting Chhaya and Harsh for 3-4 days,

just to read their mind set and approach them in safe way and ultimately planned a journey to Delhi. As instructed by Gunjan Didi I spoke to Chhaya and told her that we, I and my husband are planning to come to Delhi to visit Agra for Taj Mahal and as I was expecting Chhaya gladly invited me to her place to stay in the NCR.

In next phase after couple of days I spoke to Chhaya again and told her that Gunjan Didi and Hemant Jiju has also made plan visiting Delhi with us and casually asked her if she is ok with two more guests at her place and once again like I was expecting Chhaya spoke out that Gunjan Didi and Hemant Jiju are also heartily invited to her place. Finally after few days we booked our train tickets.

Leaving their son at Hemant Jiju’s brother place Gunjan Did and Hemant Jiju boarded the train and from their town and eventually reached to our town and we two I and my husband Manish joined them after few hours. As we, I and my husband were carrying our son along, also there were few more people around we could not do anything naughty but we somehow kept on

discussing the battle plan to trap Chhaya and Harsh in limited word and indirect conversation in low voice and came to conclusion that it will be Gunjan Didi and Hemant Jiju who will lead the whole show and try to read the couple first, if they could be added into the group and if they will look like approaching they will try approaching them safely.

Finally after spending a night with jokes and mild indirect naughty statements in the train we reached to our destination early in the morning and as it was fixed, Chhaya and Harsh reached to the station to pick us. Talking about Chhaya and Harsh as a couple I would say my paternal cousin Chhaya has a marvelous figure, she is not thin or skinny,

she has ample thighs and arms but with not even an ounce of extra flesh over her body, certainly she is the only one who could give real completion to Shilpi Bhabhi in that concern. In appearance Chhaya has height equaling to me or may be couple of inches extra but she is fair and very good looking female with flat belly and slender waist,

like ours her ass is also jutting out sexily from her body but she has balanced flesh over her ass mounds, thighs and arms with perfectly shaped milks. Though her melons are much smaller than mine and Gunjan Didi’s breasts but in proportion of her petite body they are any day big and heavy which makes them point of attraction of her seductive body at the very first glance.

For Harsh’s physical appearance I would say, being a female in his first glance he didn’t impress much with his physical structure, apparently he seemed just an average guy who might not be able to satisfy bitches like we all are.

Though in appearance is a good looking male who is not at all thin and does not seem weak from any aspect, any day he is taller than me and also has an average health but unlike all other males of our fucking group he has a small body Skelton with balanced flesh over his shoulder and entire body but certainly he look perfect while standing beside Chhaya as her husband.

Anyway I and Gunjan Didi hugged Chhaya as we met out of the couch and after formal handshakes and Namastey with Harsh we all started to walk out of the platform and Gunjan Didi took charge of her front from the very first moment and started taking to Chhaya casually.

While moving out Harsh, Chhaya and Gunjan Didi were walking bit ahead from us and Chhaya was holding my child in her arms and I, my husband Manish and Hemant Jiju were together, just behind them.

That instant like I was expecting that Hemant Jiju will not hold himself from commenting about the couple we were planning to add in our fucking swinging group and first statement came out of his mouth was about Chhaya and her perfect figure “Hai, kya piece hai yaar, mera to issko dekhte hi khada ho gaya” saying “Haan…bas Chuchiyan thodi aur badi honi chahiyen thi”

my husband Manish acknowledged his words and commented that Chhaya’s breasts are bit small and in reply Hemant Jiju spoke out instantly “arre yaar wo to hum chus chus ke badi kar denge….aaj raat ko ek tu chusiyo ek main chusunga...” I giggled over Hemant Jiju’s reflex statement and in continuation Hemant Jiju spoke again this time to me

“Chaitu tu aur Gunjan Harsh ko sambhal lena” “Hum Dono aur wo akela….?” I spoke out in sarcastic tone and then spoke again “look at him….bechara mar jaayega…..Gunjan Didi akele hi isski jaan le lengi” and Hemant Jiju acknowledged my words in his typical way “sahi baat hai…Gunjan issko pura hi ghusa legi apni Chut mein”

and once again I giggled aloud on his words and just then Chhaya turned back to see us and smiled killingly in males perspective and told us to walk little faster and once again turned back and continued talking to Gunjan Didi. As Chhaya turned back Hemant Jiju looked at me, lust was ruling his senses,

it was evident from his eyes and once again Hemant Jiju spoke out in Chhaya’s concern “Seriously yaar… Agar ye aaj raat ke liye set ho gayi naa….to Issko pahle Chodne ke liye hum dono mein hathapai ho jaayegi…” and in response to this statement my husband Manish spoke out

“koi baat nahi….aap chod lena pahle issko…Chaitu Harsh ko sambhal legi….main Gunjan Didi ke saath sow jaaunga” without moving even a fraction towards our objective my husband somewhat planned the swinging pattern of all three couples and I laughed sarcastically over his assumption and spoke out “Huhm…stop dreaming… it’s not easy…”

and response of my sarcastic words Hemant Jiju spoke out “Chaitu… we have to add her in the group…. I promise jo gift tu bolegi tujhe wo laakar dunga…” I could feel the passion in Hemant Jiju’s voice and just then he revealed even more passion by saying “Issko bas maine kuchalna hai apne niche…isski Cheekhen sun ni hain maine…” “Relax…aap aggressive mat ho… control yourself…”

I spoke out casually to Hemant Jiju. By now we were close to the exit and after that just in few minutes we all got together and reached to the parking yard. After that there was nothing in our conversation which I could detail, it was about the number of days of our stay and plan of our hiring a cab to go to Taj and all that.

Eventually we reached to Chhaya’s home, it was 2 bedrooms flat in newly and well built apartment in NCR region. We all guests settled down in one bedroom with our luggage and started using washroom one by one and in that for a moment I got alone with Hemant Jiju and he utilized that moment by squeezing my ample ass mound and saying “kuch bhi ho tujhe to maine aaj Chodna hi hai…”

I felt good with his touch over my body and smiled a bit over his words and spoke out in bit of sarcastic tone, “let’s see…agar aaj aapko Chhaya mil gayi to aap meri taraf dekhoge bhi nahi…” “kya baat kar rahi hai yaar…tu meri jaan hai…mujhe tere ko Chodne mein jo mazza aata hai na uska koi comparison nahi hai….”

Jiju replied back instantly and tried to reflect his attraction to me and I smiled a bit in same sarcastic tone and got away from him and soon things went busy again and either it was my son or Chhaya who was around us and we maintained natural distance.

We had a plan of moving Agra via road next day and that day after breakfast with casual conversation Harsh went out on his daily schedule to his work place and as Chhaya owns a boutique in the market nearby her apartment she was suppose to go there and we two nasty couple moved out together officially for some shopping and unofficially to plan things to add this couple in our swinging group.

As my son was along we could not do anything naughty with each other’s partners and after roaming in one of Delhi’s good and crowded market we settled down in a good restaurant and as by now my son was sleeping we discussed everything clearly.

According to Gunjan Didi, adding Chhaya and Harsh in our fucking group was not an easy task and as she spoke that on the very next instant Hemant Jiju reflected his desperation for Chhaya by saying “No…we have to add them…mujhe Chodna hi hai iss Chhaya ki bachi ko” and we all somewhat giggled over his desperate reaction and he once again spoke

“kya mast tight maal hai yaar!…I will not go back without fucking her”. Gunjan Didi was nevertheless to add up spice to the conversation of that instant and she spoke about her desperation for the male member of the couple by saying “yaar mujhe bhi Harsh se Chudwana hai…” and then after a small pause she added

“bas ek baar uska Lund mere haath mein aa jaaye…usski cheekh nikal dungi main….mujhe chillate hue dekhna hai ussko” “waise aapko kya lagta hai…wo satisfy kar paayega aapko?” reflecting my perception about Harsh’s sexual ability this time I asked Gunjan Didi and I must say that our thinking about Harsh in the concern was alike,

Gunjan Didi expressed that by replying in bit disappointing tone “nahi yaar…. I don’t think wo humes itna easily satisfy kar paayega…” “but then after a pause she added “but still he is cute….most good looking male among all” “that’s true…” I replied and then added “but at a time hum mein se ek ko hi sambhal le wo hi bahut hai”.

Anyway cutting a long conversation shot we moved ahead in discussion and Gunjan Didi said while talking to Chhaya throughout the way to home and also while standing in the kitchen when they both were cooking breakfast, she felt that Chhaya does not have passion for sex or you can say for fucking,

and also took out the point that why even after five years of marriage Chhaya does not have any child and later in the conversation she said that she is little positive from Harsh’s end, she could see bit of glair in his eyes for females body.

Ultimately after talking on this subject in detailed fashion we came to conclusion that because of Chhaya’s non positive gesture we should not think of doing anything weird at the first instant, like we did with Radha Bhabhi, and we could not even hurry in approaching them and decided to start with erotic conversation at two different fronts, that is male and female.

Editing Hemant Jiju’s words spoken for Chhaya and her physical structure in desperation of fucking her, I would say that after seeing Chhaya he was desperate to get on bed with her at any cost and unlike we all were feeling he was not ready to accept that we might fail to add this couple in our group.

Anyway finally we reached back home in the evening and settled down in the living room in front of the television with tea and soon Harsh also came back from his work place and joined us. It could be physiological at my end that after getting detail of Chhaya’s and Harsh’s gesture I could feel that Gunjan Didi was absolutely right.

I noticed Hash staring at Gunjan Didi’s heavy ass mounds, she was wearing tight jeans with a top ending just below her waist and she was going in and coming out of the kitchen on frequent intervals and on the other hand Chhaya seemed a lot changed to me.

I don’t remember exactly but I think that I have mentioned this fact about Chhaya’s past that before marriage she had two boyfriends over the period of 5-6 years and I am not sure about two but certainly she was involved sexually with one and also as compared when I last met her face to face around 3-4 years back that moment she seemed bit lifeless to me in this concern.

Anyway finally tea came to an end with mild naughty jokes and humorous statements and all males remained settled down in the living room in front of television and we all females thought about going to kitchen to prepare dinner.

While working for dinner Gunjan Didi told me to change my clothes into night wear in solitude and I simply followed what she told me to wear and I came back in cooking area after changing my formal outfit of Salwar-kameez into searchable slacks and t-shirt just below my waist.

My t-shirt was nicely fitted to my upper half because of which size of my heavy melons were evident and under the thin stretchable cloth my massive ass was partially visible in the lower I was wearing as my t-shirt was covering hardly half of my fleshy buns and one could easily feel the ample flesh I carry on my thighs and erotically spread ass.

Before I would have came out after changing Gunjan Didi massaged Hemant Jiju that he has to notice Harsh, if he looks at me that way and then intentionally keep on sending me to living area near the males again and again, couple of times to ask something from males and couple of times to deliver them the snacks she asked for and Hemant Jiju replied positively through SMS,

he noticed Harsh looking at my massive ass indirectly and found him bit uncomfortable in his lower. At our end I and Gunjan Didi were sitting with Chhaya on the four sitter dining table while cutting down the vegetables and our casual conversation was on and after some time Gunjan Didi asked Chhaya why she did not planned a child yet and in response Chhaya gave lousy

excuse that they want to settle down in better financial conditions before getting into the responsibility of parenthood. From Chhaya’s gesture and overall house and their living conditions even a blind could make out that Chhaya was lying, she was in good financial condition and we could see that instant Chhaya was trying to get narrow escape from the conversation.

I tried to get deeper into conversation but Gunjan Didi stopped me from her facial expression and tried to change the subject and I simply followed her. After some casual conversation anyhow matter of our, mine and Chhaya childhood came and I think that was something for which Gunjan Didi was waiting, somehow she wanted to pull sex into casual conversation.

I detailed Gunjan Didi about our time spent together from childhood till our school ended and after listening me for long Gunjan Didi asked me casually with a smile “bade hokar bhi tum dono kuch khel kheli ya nahi?” though I could make out but pretending innocent I asked back with a mild smile “matlab?” and Gunjan Didi tried to explain me what did she mean with her words

“I mean tum dono ne ek dusre ke saath ladkiyon wala koi kaam kiya hai ya nahi?”, once again I pretended as if I haven’t understood and asked her again “kya kaam?” Gunjan Didi looked at Chhaya, she was smiling mildly and in response Gunjan Didi spoke to her with a smile “Chhaya tu samjha issko…ye na tube light hai….”and Gunjan Didi’s words enhanced Chhaya’s smile but she remained silent.

Finally Gunjan Didi spoke again to me and spoke out clear words of what she meant “abbey ek dusre ki Chut mein ungli daal kar, ek dusre ko maze diye hain….? yaa sirf langdi taang… aur rassi hi taapi hai”. As it could be assumed that I knew what she meant but I giggled over her words and came out with a good reply by saying

“wo kaam ye mere saath kyun karegi….isska to boy friend tha…ye kaam isne uske saath karen honge…” and my words really surprised Chhaya and she looked at me with a shock and once looked at the bunch of males who were sitting in living area bit far from us.

As I was not loud in saying that so there was no chance for her husband to listen that and as it could be expected, even after knowing this little detail about Chhaya’s past Gunjan Didi pretended unaware and asked back Chhaya “really…?” in response Chhaya giggled a bit and spoke out “nahi…aesi koi baat nahi hai….she is lying…”

and then spoke again “mera koi boy friend nahi tha….” She tried to ridicule my words completely by saying that she never had a boy friend but just then corrected her in continuation “I mean boy-friend tha…but I have never done such things…before marriage”

Gunjan Didi was somewhat waiting for this and as now subject was on I was sure that she will not stop and as Chhaya finished saying that she asked her instantly “you mean tune apne boy friend ke saath kuch nahi kiya….?” “Nahi…” Chhaya replied back and Gunjan Didi spoke out “kaisa boy friend tha…? I am sure gay hoga….jo tere jaise ladki ke saath kuch nahi kiya” “nahi gay to nahi tha…?”

Chhaya replied back casually and like I was expecting Gunjan Didi instantly asked her back “how do you know…?” for an instant Chhaya was speechless but very next moment she recovered and spoke “I just know….wo gay nahi tha….” Gunjan Didi was nevertheless, she spoke out again and somewhat teased Chhaya by saying

“I am sure usne tere saath kuch to kiya hoga…that is why you are so sure…” and Gunjan Didi’s words made Chhaya giggle a bit but she tried to remain silent but I feel it is really impossible to keep calm for anybody when Gunjan Didi is sitting beside with such kind of conversation and she spoke while looking at Chhaya again

“I am sure tune kissing to ki hi hogi…ho sakta hai…proper sex bhi kiya ho…” and once again Gunjan Didi’s words made Chhaya giggle and she spoke out in requesting tone “please yaar…just close this matter…it’s over now” and in reply of that Gunjan Didi spoke out “Ok…we will not discuss all this again…but just tell us….ki tune apne boy friend ke saath kuch kiya tha ya nahi….”.

Once again Chhaya smiled over Gunjan Didi’s words and somewhat surrendered “Ok…I accept kiya tha….aur maine jo kuch bhi kiya tha…Chaitu ko maloom hai…now I don’t want to talk about all this…” and once again Gunjan Didi spoke, may be just to enhance the end of the first sex talk with Chhaya

“Fine….we will not talk about all this…but just for your knowledge….maine bhi shaadi se pahle bed par BOOMA BOOM kar liya tha…but it was Hemant only…”. After that we all got up and stood up from dining chairs for the final phase of the dinner and once again Gunjan Didi silently told me to remain closer to the living area where males were sitting,

intentionally to keep on charging Chhaya’s husband with my physical appearance. I saw the TV while standing in the living area and reflected interest in whatever males were watching and saw Harsh getting conscious because of me. Not only that next it was just me who was serving food to males at the place they were sitting and intentionally I was moving closely from Harsh, just to arouse him from my body odor.

 

[The Mask Editor]

Chapter 22

Gradually dinner ended and we all started to think about sleeping pattern. As it was a two bedroom flat so purposely Gunjan Didi came with an Idea to settle down in two groups, that is males and females, so that like we decided Gunjan Didi and Hemant Jiju can take over their fronts to arouse Chhaya and Harsh with their erotic conversation about sex and soon we all moved to decided rooms and settle down.

Now here I will try to brief the conversation happened in both the rooms casually in a story format. Certainly I was present in female’s room only but details given by Hemant Jiju and my husband Manish later I know almost everything spoken out in that room by the males and I must mention that from my side I will try my best to write down everything clearly without creating much of confusion

but as I am not a professional writer I may create some kind of mess in briefing the conversation in two different rooms. Anyway I would like to start writing the conversation of males end, all three males, Hemant Jiju, my husband Manish and Chhaya’s husband Harsh were sitting and relaxing after changing in the room where ultimately they were suppose to sleep and somehow

conversation of mobile phone started and my husband Manish casually spoke out “Aapka Mobile bahut achha hai…” to Hemant Jiju while taking his mobile in his hand. In a way Hemant Jiju was waiting for this kind of moment to start the conversation and he instantly replied back saying “biwi aur mobile hamesha dusre ke hi achhe lagte hain…! Kyun Harsh?”

and in the end Hemant Jiju asked Harsh to acknowledge his statement and in response initially Harsh did not uttered anything and just smiled a bit on Hemant Jiju’s words “arre yaar Sharma kya raha hai, bol na haan ya naa?” Jiju somewhat insisted him to speak out and Harsh accepted by saying “haan….” “Chal ek baat bata… tujhe ek ladki ki body mein sabse jayada kya arouse karta hai?”

Hemant Jiju asked Chhaya’s husband one more time and in response one again Harsh did not spoke out anything in hesitation and he just smiled a bit, leaving Harsh for a moment Jiju asked Manish same question “tu batta Manish, tujhe kya achha lagta hai?” Just to behave normal Manish was engrossed into Hemant Jiju’s mobile and as Hemant Jiju asked hi he replied with “patli kamar”

and in response Hemant Jiju instantly spoke out “jo teri biwi ke paas nahi hai”. Next Hemant Jiju asked same question to Harsh again that what does he like most in female body and once again Harsh did not spoke anything and blushed a bit and for his this hesitant gesture Hemant Jiju asked him in teasing gesture “abbey bol na…kahin tujhe ladke to nahi achhe lagte..?”

this time Harsh was somewhat bound to reply and he spoke out “Nahi nahi…!” “To fir bol kya achha lagta hai…sharma kya raha hai…” Hemant Jiju asked him again, Harsh was still hesitant to speak out and next moment in reflex Hemant Jiju asked him in sarcastic tone “chuchiyaan achhi lagti hain…?” “Haan”

Harsh replied yes with blushing smile but Hemant Jiju did not stopped and asked him again “chhoti chhoti ya badi badi…?” “badi badi..” Harsh replied back and Hemant Jiju was ready with another question “Aur Chutadd…? Chuttad kaise achhe lagte hain…mote mote bahar nikle hue ya fir seedhe sapat…” in response to this question Harsh smiled shyly and finally uttered “mote mote…”

and without showing any hesitation Hemant Jiju came out with statement “teri biwi ke pass bhi na teri pasand ki Chuchiyan hain, na tere pasand ke Chuttad” and with a pause he spoke again “hence proved biwi hamesha dusre ki hi sexy hoti hai….”.

Next I received a massage on my number from Manish’s mobile, that moment we three females were also engaged into conversation but it was not at all about sex, Chhaya was trying to explain her work and as I received a massage I understood what I have to do, as instruction given to me and Gunjan Didi by Hemant Jiju now I was suppose to visit males room to ask them if they need

anything and I got up from my place casually and spoke out to Chhaya and Gunjan Didi that I must ask them if they need anything and same instant Gunjan Didi also got up to change her outfit into night wear. I came to male’s room’s door and asked them if they need anything after knocking and opening the door and Hemant Jiju spoke out the demand of water.

I went inside the kitchen took glasses in the tray and filled them and came to their room and served water to all three males including my husband Manish who was engrossed in Hemant Jiju’s mobile.

While standing close to my husband wearing tight leggings with a t-shirt just below my waist I was revealing massive flesh of my thighs and erotically spread ass to Harsh who was sitting somewhere behind me. I turned to go out, just then Hemant Jiju saw Harsh staring at my ass, and caught him and smiled while looking into his eyes, Harsh blushed a bit.

“Chaitu tu moti hoti jaa rahi hai…Chhaya se tips le aur maintain kar apne aap ko…nahi Manish tereko talak de dega” Hemant Jiju spoke out while smiling and looking at Harsh. I turned to see him and made expressions as if I am disappointed from his words and saw Harsh, he seemed bit embarrassed from her facial expressions, certainly because he was caught by Hemant Jiju staring at my massive ass.

After that I moved out and Hemant Jiju slapped Harsh casually on his thigh and spoke out “relax yaar…we all do that…apni biwi ko koi dekhta hai kya?…biwi doosre ki hi taadi jaati hai…”. I reached to my room and coincidently at the same time Gunjan Didi came out of the washroom after changing into a nightwear;

shorts and cut sleeve t-shirt till her waist or bit more and casually spoke out to both of us “mujhe iss dress mein dekh kar…tum dono ke patti mera zabardasti to nahi kar denge na?” and just to support her I giggled a bit on Gunjan Didi’s words and spoke out, “I don’t know about Harsh, Manish to certainly nahi karega…” and my words somewhat made Chhaya to speak out

“Harsh bhi nahi karega…” “Lund to khada ho hi jaayega dono ka…” finally Gunjan Didi got a chance to speak out erotic Hindi word and I somewhat supported her by speaking out in same fashion in sarcastic tone “Kyun Hemant Jiju ka Lund nahi khada hoga kya….?” “Uska Lund to Hamesha hi khada rahata hai”

Gunjan Didi replied to my statement very wittily and before I would have thought about speaking up anything we heard a beep and this time it was Gunjan Didi’s mobile who beeped with a massage alert which she forgot in the washroom and she went inside to get it and came out and started putting the clothes she has just taken off and adjusted her bag for a while and then asked us if we want to have coffee.

I instantly came up with yes as I could sense that it is messaged by Hemant Jiju, next Gunjan Didi asked Chhaya and while saying yes Chhaya tried to get up to make coffee but Gunjan Didi stopped her by saying that she will prepare for all of us and in reflex I pulled Chhaya’s arm to make her sit again and she sat down and as Gunjan Didi went out I casually told Chhaya

not to mind Gunjan Didi’s words as sometimes she goes wild with the words and then brief her few of her vulgar spoken out statements to me. Anyway as I already knew next in the outfit of Shorts and cut sleeve t-shirt Gunjan Didi went to males room and intentionally instead of standing on the door and asking went inside the room to show herself better asked them if they want to

have coffee and this time leaving mobile Manish looked at her a bit and said yes, like him Hemant Jiju and Harsh also said yes for coffee and Gunjan Didi went out to the kitchen and his wife moved away Hemant Jiju spoke out to Harsh in the tone as if he is trying to prove something to Harsh

“see jab isski biwi aayi thi…ye mobile mein ghusa hua tha…aur jab meri biwi aayi to kaise sab kuch chhod ke ussko taadna shuru kar diya…” and after a pause he spoke again “aek baar aur hence proved biwi hamesha dusre ki hi sexy hoti hai….”

Finally after serving males their mugs Gunjan Didi came back to the room with three mugs of coffee and while giving one to Chhaya spoke to her in sarcastic tone “tu Harsh ke saath sex nahi karti kya?” and with a pause spoke again “mujhe aisi bhukhi nazron se dekh raha tha, jaise mahino se sex na kiya ho”.

For an instant I felt that Chhaya might mind Gunjan Didi’s words and to cover up that I giggled over Gunjan Didi’s statement and before Chhaya would have thought about saying anything I spoke out “Didi aap bhi na…ab aap adh-nange(half naked) hokar uske saamne jaaoge to wo dekhega nahi kya…” and after a pause spoke again “I am sure Manish bhi aapko dekh raha hoga…”.

Fortunately Gunjan Didi understood my point of view and spoke out “aur nahi to kya…. Dono sex ke bhukhe lag rahe the…” and to protect our husbands I responded to her words by saying “galti aapki hai…aapko adh-nanga hokar nahi jaana chahiye tha unke saamne…” “Forget that…..tell me when did you had last sex…”

Gunjan Didi asked Chhaya, Chhaya blushed a bit with a smile but ultimately replied by saying “may be ten days back….” “aur teri sex life ka kya haal hai…?” this time Gunjan Didi asked me and I replied casually by saying “theek theek hai…koi khas nahi….more or less humen bhi dus din ho hi jaate hain sex kiye hue” “dus din…”

Gunjan Didi spoke out in the fashion as if she is shocked to hear that and then spoke again “Hemant to mere oopar roz hi chhad jaata hai” and then after a small pause Didi spoke again ““aaj hum alag alag soyenge…nahi to I am sure usne mujhe aaj bhi Chod daalna tha”.

I noticed as Chhaya heard the word Chodna for fucking from Gunjan Didi she smiled a bit. Next Gunjan Didi spoke again ““tum log kuch lete kyun nahi….life ko enjoy karo yaar” “kaise enjoy karen?” I asked her just to support her so that Gunjan Didi can continue speaking out erotic and Gunjan Didi made full use of my question “how can we enjoy?”

and spoke out something which I could not expect that instant, “If you are bored of each other then, switch your partners for six months…”. According to me it was too early spoken by Gunjan Didi and I covered her mistake and expressed gesture as if she is joking and spoke out “very funny” in sarcastic tone and asked her “aap bataao aapki sex life kaisi chal rahi hai…?”

and like I was expecting Gunjan Didi spoke out “we are just made for each other…hum roz sex karte hain….” And before I would have thought about saying anything in reply Gunjan Didi once again spoke out weird and banged on target with her words “and I can easily say ki tum dono ke patti mil kar bhi mujhe satisfy nahi kar paayenge…” and then after a small pause spoke again “aur Hemant akela hi tum dono ko pail dega…”.

Once again it was really much unexpected and for a moment I felt that Chhaya might mind all this vulgar conversation but just to continue I spoke again to Gunjan Didi and that is in sarcastic tone “Didi now you are exaggerating” and in reply Gunjan Didi continued going weird and spoke “ok let’s have a bet” “kya bet? ….saabit kaise hoga”

I spoke out in surprise and Gunjan this time Gunjan Didi touched the height of going to the point “let’s try…” with a loud giggle, though I could easily understand but I behaved natural and spoke “kya try karna hai…” in more shock in arbitrary anger and Gunjan Didi spoke out everything very clearly “ye hi…tum dono Hemant ke saath… aur main akeli Harsh aur Manish ke saath”

and before I would have thought of saying anything Gunjan Didi spoke again “I think hum teeno ko hi haan ya naa mein decide karna hai….I am sure humare husbands try karne ke liye manna nahi karenge”. I was speechless and for a moment could not think any reply, I just laughed and kept on looking Gunjan Didi with strange expression and looked at Chhaya, she was also smiling a bit,

fortunately she was comfortable with whatever Gunjan Didi was saying and did not responded negatively and as I looked at her she looked at me into my eyes without a word and I uttered to her, “See I told you…Didi kabhi kabhi ek dum pagal ho jaati hai….”

“What...? I am just trying to say ki tum dono kuch karo…anyhow improve your sex life… nahi to next do teen saalon mein budhon ki category mein aa jaaoge…” I would say our weird conversation more or less ended there for the time being as Coffee was over and Chhaya got up to go to the kitchen with empty mugs as she went out I literary shrieked over Gunjan Didi in low voice by saying “Didi aap marwa doge…”

“tu chup kar..I know what I am doing…” and after a pause spoke again “aur iss Chhaya ka kuch nahi hone wala…I can read her…iska bhi zabardasti hi karna padega…jaise Radha Bhabhi ka kiya tha…” “Are you crazy….?” I spoke out and just then heard some noise from outside and just then Chhaya entered again in the room and I went to the washroom to give some rest to my mental nerves.

There in the other room where males were having coffee things went boring for sometime as chat about different apps was on between them and to give natural reaction Hemant Jiju participated into that but anyhow once again he rose the subject by asking Harsh “Coffee piker to aur neend bhaag gayi… koi movie hai?” and Harsh replied with

“haan…purani Hindi comedy movies hain like….Chupke Chupke, Angoor and all…” “nahi yaar koi English ki action movie nahi hai kya..?”Hemant Jiju spoke back and tried to express his demand of that kind of movie but once again Harsh did not understood exactly what he meant with action movie and spoke out names of action movies he had

“Haan…hai…ID hai, Air Force One hai, Jurasic Park hai…” and this time in reply Hemant Jiju cleared him what he meant with action movies by saying “wo action nahi…ye action” and moving his punch sideways to say fucking and in reply Harsh said no to it by saying “nahi wo action nahi hai…” with a smile. “now don’t say that you don’t watch such movies”

Hemant Jiju spoke sarcastically and Harsh replied back by accepting and saying “I watch…but very rare” and Hemant Jiju spoke back instantly “ok then it’s a rare day, lets watch” “but I don’t have any right now” Harsh denied that he has any porn movie but Hemant Jiju was unstoppable that moment, he was here fully prepared and he spoke out

“Ok I have…I hope your TV plays Pen drive?” “haan it plays” Harsh accepted. Hemant Jiju got up to take out his pen drive from his bag pack and spoke to my husband Manish “Manish ladies ko puch le if they want to see?” “What?” giving natural reaction Manish spoke out in shock and Hemant Jiju replied sarcastically “movie aur kya”.

Manish still could not believe and he asked him again in shock “adult movie?” and this Hemant Jiju teased him by saying “abbey tu aise bol raha hai…jaise they are kids, they all are adult” “mai nahi bolunga…aap hi bol do” Manish simply denied to do what Hemant Jiju told him to do and I am sure like me he was also in shock with whatever Hemant Jiju was speaking out or you can say trying to do.

Anyway as Manish denied asking us, if we want to watch porn movie Hemant Jiju gave Pen drive to Harsh and walked out to our room and spoke to all of us “tum logon ne movie dekhni hai to aa jaao…”

 

[The Mask Editor]

Chapter 23

Leaving my son sleeping in our room we all females came to the other room where males were residing and Gunjan casually asked “kaunsi movie hai” and Hemant Jiju replied “group sex hai”. Unintentionally my sight flew to Harsh who was standing the screen and his eyes were stuck to Gunjan Didi’s fleshy and bare legs.

“You mean porn?” once again giving a natural reaction Gunjan Didi asked her husband with bit of surprise and to reply her question Hemant Jiju spoke out in bit rough tone “haan…Porn…hai….nahi dekhni to mat dekho… Jaao yahan se” in response Gunjan stared into Hemant’s eyes once again just to give natural reaction, and Hemant Jiju spoke again “what…? nahi dekhni to jaao yahan se”.

Next Gunjan asked me “dekhni hai” I said “ok” in low voice next Gunjan saw Chhaya and asked her “what do you say…?” and cleverly before Chhaya would have replied with yes or no Gunjan spoke again “dekh lete hain…koi problem nahi hai…after all we all are couples…”. Movies were already played and initial casting was on and very soon we all settled down in the room in two blocks, males and females.

Here I must praise Hemant Jiju for his foresightedness; he first made an environment of playing and watching a porn movie together, not only came up with a XXX movie from his place, but also the kind of movie which was perfectly suiting our situation.

There were 4 males and 4 females in the movie and as usual things started with sucking of genitals, few sluts were sucking males Penis few were getting sucked at there fuckhole by the males, soon fucking started all the four fronts and along with fucking females with all their passion males were switching sluts in regular interval.

Soon whole room was filled with loud moans which were coming out of mouths of four sluts of the movie. Our husbands, mine and Gunjan Didi’s were engrossed into that movie, and instead of movie me and Gunjan Didi were more interested in sensing our target couple’s expressions.

Chhaya was sitting beside us and she seemed little uncomfortable sitting in the room with a nasty movie running on the screen and Harsh, he was wearing a lose pajama and I could see him getting uncomfortable with every passing moment.

Considering Harsh’s and Chhaya’s nil passion towards sex, specially Chhaya’s cold attitude I can easily say things happened in such a short span, which ultimately bought all of us together in the same room with a porn playing on the big screen was really unbelievable and the one who did all this single handedly;

Hemant Jiju was yet not ready to stop going weird and soon after hardy five minutes of fucking started, he suddenly spoke out “ladkiyan agar gilapan mahsoos kar rahi hon to, Apne apne patti ke paas aa sakti hai…” including Chhaya we all smiled over his witty comment and before any would have thought anything Hemant Jiju looked at Gunjan Didi and spoke to his wife “Gunjan tu to aa hi jaa mere pass….I need you”.

Gunjan Didi looked at me and from her expressions I could make out that Hemant Jiju’s words have surprised her too. I don’t know what I was thinking, for me everything was running very fast and for a moment I could guess what Hemant Jiju was thinking to do and as Gunjan Didi tried to get up I stopped her by holding her hand and spoke out “Aap Didi ko kyun bula rahe ho apne paass?”

for Hemant Jiju, Gunjan Didi and my husband Manish I was trying to act normal but deep inside I was not at all acting and I was scared Hemant Jiju might start fucking Gunjan Didi then and there to aggravate our target couple sex hormones and I really did not wanted that to happen.

Hemant Jiju saw me stopping Gunjan Didi and replied to my words bit rudely and somewhat scolded me “why you stopped her, tune aana hai kya?…mujhe koi problem nahi hai… aaja” over his weird words I was just speechless and could not think of replying anything and Hemant Jiju spoke again “Gunjan Aaja…Chhod inko…ye sab budhe ho gaye hai… just we two are young”.

Finally Gunjan Didi got up to go, my husband Manish got away and gave her space to sit beside Jiju and Hemant Jiju took Gunjan Didi in his arm. I don’t know what was running in my mind, it was a time for Manish or me to react and I was confused of my life and I could see that Manish was also in the same mind state.

Next moment Hemant Jiju teased me by showing her tongue and spoke “tu budhi ho gayi hai…hum to abhi bhi young hain”. Unintentionally Hemant Jiju’s words and act of teasing me bought smile to my face and I felt that he wants me to react on that and I reacted by getting up and moving to Manish and sat beside him and wrapped his hand around my shoulder,

Like Hemant Jiju was wrapping around Gunjan Didi. Like I was expecting once again Hemant Jiju spoke out a comment and in a way gave an appraisal by saying “Good…that’s like a young couple”. Chhaya and Harsh were still apart and now I was expecting Hemant Jiju to speak to them and it happened very next moment ”tum dono sach mein budhe ho gaye ho…come on sit together like a couple”.

Chhaya smiled a bit on Hemant Jiju’s tease and finally that too happened, Harsh moved to Chhaya and sat beside her and once again we all engrossed into movie. For me everything happened till then was too much and now I did not wanted Hemant Jiju to do anything but deep inside I somewhat knew that it is really very difficult to stop him now and hardly after 5 more minutes of movie playing Hemant Jiju spoke again

“I need that room” and before any would have understood anything he spoke again this time to me “Chaitu apne bache ko yahan laakar sula de”, “what…?” Gunjan Didi spoke out in shock; either she was pretending shocked or possibly this time even she could not believe over Hemant Jiju’s demand and in reply Hemant Jiju spoke to her “haan… mujhe kuch kaam hai tumhare saath…”

and Gunjan Didi spoke back in bit sarcastic tone “I know kya kaam hai tumhen mere saath?” Hemant Jiju hardly bothered about Gunjan Didi’s sarcastic tone and replied by saying “good…then let’s go” “Jiju behave…!” this time it was me who spoke that, once again I played my part and spoke out in bit loud and dominating voice, for me it was not at all difficult to act real as I was not at all acting, I was behaving normal.

“Kya behave?….she is my wife and I want to fuck her...what is wrong in this” Hemant Jiju reacted reluctant to me and for a moment I was speechless but ultimately I spoke out in same angry tone “yahan karna zaruri hai…jo karna hai apne ghar jaakar karna….” My words aggravated Hemant Jiju even more and he spoke out “why…?...mujhe bhook abhi lagi hai…aur main khana char din baad khaunga….”

He paused a bit and then spoke again “and who are you to say all that….tune karna hai to tub hi karle apne patti ke saath….” And before I would have thought about saying anything he moved from his place to go to the other room and spoke again to me “get up…apne bache ko le jaa aakar…kahin wo apni maasi ko Chudte hue na dekh le”.

Hemant Jiju went out and like I was expecting Chhaya and Harsh were shocked of their life, from her expressions Chhaya seemed as if she was feeling that she is stuck in strange situation but I could sense hell of arousal on Harsh’s expressions, again and again he was trying to adjust his Penis in his underwear.

Just then Manish’s mobile beeped, I was somewhat sure this is none other than Hemant Jiju. That time I could not guess what was it, Manish read that massage in a moment and deleted the massage giving expression as if it was useless sms and spoke to Harsh “I want to ask you something?”

Harsh moved his hand as if he is saying “what?” instead of saying anything in front of us Manish took him out in the balcony to speak to him in solitude and for a minute we three females got alone in the room and behaving natural Gunjan Didi utilized that moment and spoke to us, “see I told you…Hemant roz chhadta hai mere oopar” “now what…?”

I asked Gunjan Didi back in Chhaya’s presence and Gunjan Didi repeated my words in sarcastic tone “now what…main jaa rahi hun Chudne aur kya…” Gunjan Didi paused a bit and then spoke again with a mild smile “tell you frankly mera bhi mann hai karwane ka…” and surprisingly Chhaya smiled on her naughty gesture.

“tere pass Condoms hain” next Gunjan Didi asked Chhaya for Condoms and Chhaya reacted bit positively by saying “may be…dekhti hun…”. After Chhaya’s reply as such I was not expecting anything from Gunjan Didi.

I thought she has asked for condoms just for the heck of it, just to add up spice and I was expecting that she might wait for Chhaya to get her condoms but before Chhaya would have moved or spoke out anything in that concern Gunjan Didi spoke again while looking at me and in very low voice “Kahin Hemant Peeche daalne ki zid karne lagge”

and then spoke again “wahan bina Condom ke nahi dalwana chahiye…” “Peeche…?” this time it was not me who spoke that, it was Chhaya who could not keep her mouth shut after listening word peeche and she repeated the word in shock “Haan…Peeche…you just give me Condoms” “agar honge to uss room ki Elmira mein blue jacket ki pocket main honge…”

Chhaya spoke back and gave Gunjan Didi location exactly where she might condoms, that is in the pocket of blue jacket hanged in Elmira of the bedroom where she was about to get fucked by her husband and next instant Gunjan Didi took leave from there.

We; I and Chhaya looked into each other’s eyes and smiled a bit and like I was expecting Chhaya asked me back “peeche daalne se kya matlab hai…” I smiled a bit over her question and spoke out “peeche…anus mein….Didi was telling me ki Jiju kabhi kabhi unke Anus mein bhi daalte hain…” “ohh…God” Chhaya reacted like it was expected

“waise please mind mat karna par Jiju aise hi hain…” I spoke to Chhaya and just then Gunjan Didi came back while carrying my child in her arms and spoke “sambhal issko…kahin sach mein na dekh le ye mujhe Chudte hue”. I took my child and adjusted him on the bed.

In a fraction Gunjan Didi was back in the room to get fucked and I continued my conversation with Chhaya and not whole incident, rather up to the required extent detailed what all Hemant Jiju did with Gunjan Didi sometime back when I and Manish were also staying with them in the same room during one out station marriage. (Mentioned in my first series of post, in which I was trapped into this swinging pattern).

Anyway Manish and Harsh were out in the balcony and I did not had any clue over what he was told to do by Hemant Jiju through Sms, without mentioning me getting trapped during that incident I was telling edited story to Chhaya when Manish came back to room from balcony and asked me “gaye dono..?” I said “haan” to him and tried to read my husband’s expressions but failed.

He went back to the balcony and next instant both Harsh and Manish came in and went out of the room, but before disappearing from the door Manish turned and spoke to me “tum log yahin raho bahar matt aana….hum living room mein TV dekhne jaa rahe hain”, I don’t know how but for a fraction I felt Manish has told us to stay in the room intentionally and he actually wants me to follow them.

I hold my breath, everything happening around me was weirdest of my imagination and as such nothing was planned and I was somewhat tired of all that and did not wanted to act any more but at that stage I could not step back and saying “let’s see ye dono kya dekh rahe hain…TV par”

I took Chhaya along and saw both the males sitting down on their knees in front of other bedrooms door to see through the keyhole into the room where Hemant Jiju as fucking Gunjan Didi. I behaved natural and spoke out “ye kya ho raha hai…?” that instant Manish was looking inside and as he heard me from behind he told me to keep silence by putting his finger over his lips and spoke

“Gunjan Didi Hemant ka suck kar rahi hain…” I saw Harsh, from his expressions I could see that he was conscious of my presence but from Manish’s expressions he was not at all bothered about Chhaya being present there. “Manish…what is this…?...behave yourself…!”

I spoke out giving a natural reaction but my words hardly made any difference to Manish and he leaned again and saw things happening inside via key hole and spoke in low voice “Wow…Gunjan Didi Kitne achhe se Chus rahi hain Hemant ka Lund…” and then looked back to me and spoke again “aao dekh kar tum bhi… kuch seekh low” and Manish’s words bought instant smile on mine and Chhaya’s face.

I must say in Hemant Jiju’s and Gunjan Didi’s absence it was Manish who was leading the show now and I could guess that’s what he was told to do by Hemant Jiju through SMS and I was absolutely right, later I came to knew that the text Manish received from Jiju was “watch me fucking her and take a charge to arouse them, do not depend on Chaitu, let her behave natural”.

Anyway Manish went on behaving shamelessly and saw things happening inside one more time and typically using Hindi slang words explained us that both, Hemant Jiju and Gunjan are stark naked, Hemant Jiju is standing on his knees on the bed and while being on her knees and elbows Gunjan Didi is sucking her husband’s monster very effectively and his exact words were

“Hemant aur Gunjan Didi dono poore Nange hain…Hemant bed par ghutno par khada hai aur Gunjan Didi doggy style mein uska Lund Choos rahin hain”. On the other hand Harsh was bit conscious because of us and he stood up on his feet.

Manish insisted him to see inside couple of times and when he did not succeeded he somewhat screamed on us in low voice and told us to go away by saying “tum log jaao yahan se…don’t disturb us” I smiled a bit over Manish’s reaction and I found that moment just perfect to change my temperament according to the environment and spoke in a low voice “mujhe bhi dekhna hai….”.

I think that instant Manish was not expecting that from me but he behaved natural and made space for me and spoke “aao dekho aur seekho Gunjan Didi se kaise Chuste hain…” I looked at Chhaya and smiled mildly and asked her “let’s see…koi problem to nahi hai na….?” and Chhaya moved her head in acceptance with a mild smile.

As compared to very first moment I could see significant change in Chhaya’s gesture but still she was not fully engrossed into sex, even her husband Harsh was also not fully engrossed but still he was in much better state in our perspective and I could make out we do not have to do much efforts to trap him now I could see him hard in his lower and he was adjusting his Penis again and again.

Anyway I moved ahead and tried to peep inside the room where my sister was getting fucked by her husband and saw Hemant Jiju squeezing her melons roughly and Gunjan Didi moaning in lust. “Kya ho raha hai….?” Manish asked me from behind “Jiju breast dabba rahe hain Didi ki…” “hmmmm…Wow” Manish reacted by humming in pleasure, surely to arouse Harsh and Chhaya.

I looked at Manish and reflected arbitrary anger over his reaction and then looked at Harsh and Chhaya one by one “I think ab Hemant Chusega Gunjan Didi ki Chut ko” Manish spoke and tried to get closer to the key hole and looked inside and spoke “abhi to Chuchiyaan Choos raha hai…” and then after a pause Manish spoke to Harsh with a smile “aaja tu bhi dekh…live porn hai aur kya”.

Harsh wanted to see but he was hesitating, he looked at Chhaya and once again I felt it is a time for me to react and I got up a bit and holding Chhaya’s wrist pulled her lightly and spoke “tu bhi aa jaa, just forget ethics and all… sab dekhte hain…”.

From Chhaya’s expressions of that instant I felt somewhere deep inside Chhaya also wanted to see it and she slowly came forward after bit of my persuasion and kneeled down to see through key hole and I saw her smiling a bit when she was looking inside. “kya kar rahe hain dono…?”

I asked Chhaya, and instead of replying Chhaya got away and stood up, she was hesitant to speak up and when I asked her again “kya dekha….?” She replied with a smile “tu khud hi dekh le” I moved a bit and once again saw through key hole and found Hemant Jiju’s face buried into Gunjan Didi’s fleshy thighs.

I must say that as far as their position on the bed was concerned Hemant Jiju and Gunjan Didi were just at the right place, I am sure it was intentional from their side; they purposely chose a portion of the bed which was just in front of the key hole so that we all can enjoy their fuck session live.

Anyway I was sneaking inside and Manish asked me while standing beside me on his knees “kya ho raha hai…?” and I replied with “Jiju sucking kar rahe hain….” While glancing inside “hat mujhe dekhne de…..” Manish pushed me aside and saw inside one more time and once again hummed in pleasure and spoke “khaa jaayega aaj ye Gunjan Didi ko…” “tum bhi seekho kuch….”

Using my wit this time I spoke to Manish and both; Chhaya and Harsh smiled a bit on my witty statement. Once again Manish insisted Harsh to see inside and this time Harsh moved ahead and kneeled to see because Chhaya has already seen through and ultimately saw Hemant Jiju sucking his wife’s fuckhole like a dog.

After a while he got away and I moved ahead and saw inside and saw Gunjan peeling off wrapper of Condom. I pulled Chhaya’s wrist to get her closer and spoke “dekh…” once again Chhaya kneeled down and looked inside and I spoke again but intentionally in very low voice “Didi condom lagga rahi hai… Kahin Jijaji unke peechhe to nahi daalna waale?” and then himself went forward to see it.

My voice was low but more than enough for Manish to hear and Manish reacted naturally over my statement spoken to Chhaya and asked me in surprising tone “peechhe matlab…Gaand mein daal raha hai…?” once again Manish’s Hindi hardcore word Gaand for Ass took Chhaya’s attention and she looked at Manish for a fraction with a strange gesture.

That instant we all were on our knees and I was looking inside the room and it was somewhat clear to me that the posture Hemant Jiju and Gunjan Didi were trying to attain, they want to show Chhaya and Harsh anal fucking.

Gunjan Didi was somewhat folded into her half by Hemant Jiju and he was holding her thighs tight keeping her asshole facing roof and seemed about to plunge Gunjan Didi’s asshole just in few seconds and I spoke again “arre haan yaar…ye to Gunjan Didi ke peechhe hi daal rahe hain….”

With that I got aside and pulled Chhaya a bit from her wrist and Chhaya peeped inside, I looked at Harsh, he was excited and I could see a prominent tent in his lower, he saw me looking at his pelvis, I used the opportunity and smiled a bit while looking into his eyes and as our eyes met he blushed on my nasty smile.

From his expressions I could make out he also wanted to see inside but that instant his wife was stealing a look of the things happening inside their own bedroom. I looked at Manish to convey that he should let them see it and moved my eyes balls in the direction of Harsh while looking into Manish’s eyes and Manish smiled a bit may be to express that he has understood

what I am trying to say or on the success we have achieved so far and asked me, may be just to speak up something “Hemant Gaand maar raha hai kya Didi ki?” and before I would have replied anything we all heard shrill cry of Gunjan Didi and Chhaya spoke out “Ohh…God…” “kya hua…?” I asked her instantly in reflex, she got away and looked at me with a mild smile,

but from her expressions I could read her mind, her heart was pounding and she was bit terrified. As Chhaya got away Manish took position to see inside and before I would have asked Chhaya again Manish spoke “issne to sach mein Gunjan Didi ki Gaand mein daal diya hai….” and before I would have moved ahead to see it to give an hint to Manish that he has to let see Harsh and Chhaya,

while saying “aa dekh” Manish pulled Harsh’s wrist to get him closer and now it was Harsh who was sneaking inside to see a real ass fucking happening in his own bedroom. I and Chhaya were standing beside each other on our knees and next Manish looked at me and spoke “Hemant bahut buri tarah pail raha hai Didi ko”.

For a moment I could not think about saying anything, I looked at Chhaya and smiled a bit and in response she also smiled mildly, Harsh was looking inside and he was not ready to get away from there to give any of us chance to see and then suddenly we heard Gunjan Didi gasping louder, though it was not very high-pitched like we see in blue movies but still we could hear her groans while standing just next to the door.

“Harsh please humen bhi dekhne do…” I spoke to Chhaya’s husband from behind, Harsh turned and looked at me and once again I got a chance and smiled a bit and unintentionally my sight flew to his crotch where there was a prominent erection.

As Harsh got away I moved forward to the door and holding her wrist took Chhaya along to peep inside and saw Hemant Jiju was at his best in plunging his wife and must say that Gunjan Didi at her worst. Jiju was ramming Gunjan Didi’s asshole with his full strength and Gunjan Didi was grunting in pleasure and pain and while being close to door we could hear her erotic cries and gasp.

After looking inside for hardly 5 seconds I gave space to Chhaya and she also glanced rough anal fucking happening live and that is in her bedroom. I was expecting that Chhaya will get away from glancing very soon but surprisingly she continued looking inside for a while and seemed getting aroused a bit and for us it was a kind of achievement.

“Hemant aaj Gunjan Didi ko Maar daalega Chod Chod ke….” While looking at Harsh once again intentionally Manish spoke out erotic to give more arousal to the atmosphere and once again I saw Harsh adjusting his rod in his lose Pajama.

Once again Chhaya got away and like I desired Manish pushed Harsh a bit to tell him that he can peep inside and Harsh took the opportunity and saw final phase of Gunjan Didi’s asshole’s fucking. After few seconds he stopped sneaking and got away from the door and spoke to Manish “ho gaya…” “chhod diya paani?” Manish spoke out, somewhat asked him to confirm,

I instantly moved ahead and looked inside and saw Hemant Jiju removing Condom from his monster and behaving natural and aroused I too spoke out in surprising tone, “Jiju ka Penis kitna mota hai…aur lamba bhi….”, certainly I was pretending as if I am looking at Hemant Jiju’s monster for the first time and next moment pulled Chhaya closer and told her to see.

Don’t know why this time Chhaya hesitated a bit but I insisted her and she sneaked inside and saw size of Hemant Jiju’s monster and got away in few seconds. Next Manish saw inside through keyhole and saw Gunjan Didi sitting on the bed and spoke “Halat kharab kar di Hemant ne Gunjan Didi ki…” and then after few seconds he suddenly got up on his feet and spoke

“let’s go away…they might come out now” and next moment we all got up and moved aside. Manish took a seat on the couch in front of TV and told Harsh to switch on the main switch and I and Chhaya moved to the bedroom. For the instant last word spoken by Manish to Harsh, we; me and Chhaya heard just before going into the bedroom was “mazza aa gaya Gunjan Didi ki Chudai dekh kar”

 

[The Mask Editor]

Chapter 24

We both females reached to the bedroom and I giggled in enthusiasm and Chhaya also reacted normally by laughing and spoke out “I can’t believe…” and before she would have spoke anything I acknowledged her partial statement and spoke out what I was thinking that instant “even I can’t believe….kaise Gunjan Didi ne itna mota Penis apne asshole mein le liya….?”

And completing what she wanted to say Chhaya spoke again “I can’t believe…what all we have done…un dono ko patta chalega ki humne unhen sab kuch karte hue dekha hai to kya sochengen…” “abb patta chalega to chalega…I don’t care…” I replied back to her words and after few seconds spoke again “ab to mera bhi mann kar raha hai….karne ka”

Chhaya smiled on my words and spoke out “Go ahead….main bahar chali jaati hun…tu Manish ko bulla le…” and using my wit I replied back to Chhaya by saying “nahi….nahi…mujhe nahi dikhani aapni blue film tum logon ko…” and Chhaya giggled over my words nicely.

In a way Harsh was already in our desired mode and from Chhaya’s overall gesture I could see that she was also affected by what all we have done around them. Though I know more or less whole conversation Manish and Harsh had in the living room in our absence but I would like to avoid detailing that because it was just about what all they saw happening in the room,

but specifically I would like to mention Manish spoke to Harsh about anal fucking and expressed him that he also has a desire to fuck my asshole as it gives extreme pleasure to the male because of its tightness. He was intentionally talking about anal fucking with Harsh because he could sense him getting aroused over that and anal fucking can be used to lure him for accepting partner swapping.

At my end sensing Chhaya’s and all normal female’s mind set I did not tried to get into detail of anal fucking because I was sure that the imagination of pain of anal fucking might affect her over all arousal and she might react negatively when ultimately we will approach her for the swapping. I particularly spoke to Chhaya about the size of Hemant Jiju and saying,

“waise Jiju ka Penis kaafi lamba tha naa?” asked her about her opinion about that. As such Chhaya did not replied anything over my statement and just smiled a bit and I spoke again or you can say asked her “Harsh ka kitna bada hai….” Once again Chhaya did not replied and just giggled over my question and spoke “shut up yaar….?” “arre bol naa yaar sharma kya rahi hai…”

I proved her to speak and then after a pause asked her again “Hemant Jiju se bada hai ya chhota….?” Once again Chhaya smiled over my words and finally spoke “I don’t know…but I think Chhota hi hai….” “aur accha mota hai…ya patla hai….?”

I asked her again about the thickness of her husband’s Penis to go deeper into the erotic conversation and could feel myself leading to the mind state of Gunjan Didi who could go up to any extent in shamelessness.

Once again Chhaya did not replied to my question and hesitated a bit but I insisted her to speak and in continuation detailed her size of my husband’s Penis by saying “Manish ka Hemant Jiju jitna Lamba nahi hai….but I think mota hai….” Chhaya smiled a bit over my description and finally uttered “Harsh ka bhi jayada lamba nahi hai…but it’s quite thick”.

Like this we two females chit chatted for a while and unexpectedly Manish came and spoke from the door step “Suno…wo dono fir kar rahe hain….” And I asked him back in excitement “kya kar rahe hain…?” I wanted Manish to speak erotic and Manish did that by saying “Gunjan Didi Lund Chus rahi hain Hemant ka…” and then after a pause spoke again

“I think ab wo Chut maarega unki” and then spoke again before leaving “dekhna hai to aa jaao…”. I got up instantly and spoke to Chhaya “let’s go” Chhaya was aroused and wanted to see things happening but still she was holding her-self and she spoke “Dono ko patta chalega to bahut bura maanenge” and I replied to her words carelessly “maan ne de bura….I don’t care….let’s go”.

Gradually even I started behaving like rest of the three and now I could feel myself going crazy, may be because for me things happened so far were quite unbelievable, I never expected that we could reach up to this extent so fast and I would say it was all because of Hemant Jiju. Finally once again we four were on our knees in front of the door,

this time to see Gunjan Didi’s fuckhole getting pumped by her husband and this time as such there was not much hesitation in us, we calmly kept on giving each other chance to sneak inside and particularly when Chhaya was sneaking inside I looked at Harsh, into his eyes and gave him naughty smile while looking at his crotch and slowly saw his blushing reducing.

Truly speaking friends, today when I am trying to writing down everything I still can’t believe how it all happened and how I participated in all this so effectively, since evening I was behaving like a slut with Harsh, initially by wearing an arousing outfit and moving around him and that instant by giving him inviting smiles and from my side it was not much planned,

everything was happening on its own in the flow of conditions and I would say it was Hemant Jiju who was responsible for all this. Certainly from the time we were preparing our self to come to Delhi to meet Chhaya and Harsh for the specific purpose, sex was ruling our senses, and being a male Manish was nevertheless desperate to plunge Chhaya but I must say Hemant Jiju

was dying to fuck her like an animal and up till here it was just him who was single handedly responsible for all the things happening that instant and Gunjan Didi was supporting her completely because like him she was also desperate to add Harsh in the group, his innocent and timid gesture was arousing her and like I mentioned she wanted to make him scream in sexual pleasure.

It was a kind of passion for sex which just Gunjan and Hemant Jiju were having in them and we both, I and my husband were trying to get it from them. Anyway Hemant Jiju fucked Gunjan Didi in missionary posture at the same portion of the bed and we all saw him plunging her with his monster and it was me and Manish who were giving comments over whatever was happening inside intentionally to arouse the couple up to certain extent.

By the time Hemant Jiju ended fucking Gunjan Didi and we once again got away from the door things seemed moving in our desired direction, Harsh was heavily aroused and he was looking at me into my eyes and at my body with not much of hesitation but Chhaya was still unconquered, certainly she was also aroused and must be wet but still there was some kind of reluctance

in her gesture because of which she was not looking at males with such gesture, not even at her husband. Finally one again we two females came back to the bedroom and Manish and Harsh stayed in the living room with the hope that Hemant Jiju might fuck Gunjan Didi again but it did not happened. They both did not come out of the bedroom in the night.

After chit chatting for a while we two; I and Chhaya slept on the bed with my son in the middle, Manish and Harsh came to the bedroom very late and after putting a cotton mattress on the floor they slept in the same bedroom. As mentioned we had a plan of going to Taj in the early morning and after a such sleepless night we got up very late and none of us had any desire to go,

obviously we all wanted to stay and work further on our mission of adding Chhaya and Harsh in our fucking group but sensing the environment we decided to follow our schedule. Initially as per schedule it was just Chhaya who was accompany us and Harsh had a plan of attending his work place normally but somehow Manish and Hemant Jiju agreed him too.

We moved from their and because of presence of driver covered the distance by road with casual conversation of current issues and ladies gossip about our in laws. As such there were no instructions for us from Gunjan Didi and Hemant Jiju; they were just behaving pleasant and casual while smiling at us and I was responding to them naturally.

Eventually we reached to the city of Agra and visited TAJ and roamed around casually while talking and I stayed connected to Chhaya because among all it was just she who was little hesitant and not indulged much into the humor which Hemant Jiju and Gunjan Didi were creating.

Eventually I can say it was lap of more or less 15-20 minutes when it was just me and Chhaya with my son in solitude which really changed my temperament of that tour and bought me out of my aroused mind state instantly. Actually Chhaya was not letting my son go anywhere; she wanted him to be with her.

As she loves kids, from the time we were here she seemed very attracted to him and when once again I saw her hugging and kissing my son I casually asked him why is she does not plan a child and first instant she casually said “let’s see…we will think about this after some time”.

Last time I was stopped by Gunjan Didi to get into detail over this but this time I could not stop myself and I somewhat spoke out in sarcastic and scolding tone “kya let’s see…?? budhe hokar bacha paida karoge kya?” Chhaya reacted at my reaction with an artificial smile and tried to keep silence but I could easily make out that she has something to share and I insisted her to speak by saying “kya hua….koi problem hai kya…?”

Chhaya looked down to avoid looking into my eyes but I insisted her to look up into my eyes by straightening her face and saw her eyes getting dewed. Once again insisted her to speak and after few seconds of silence finally Chhaya spoke out something which I could not expect in my weariest imagination and her initial words were “tell you frankly we are not planning for a child” “why?”

I asked her an obvious question and after a long pause and stare into my eyes Chhaya spoke again “Chaitu I am sharing it with you…. please don’t talk to anybody about this…” in response I moved my head lightly in acceptance and she spoke again “Harsh is otherwise normal…but he is not fertile….”.

Hearing her words suddenly my heart started pounding high and for a moment I could not believe what she said and I could not utter anything in response and first thing came in my mind was that it is a height of coincidence. Chhaya and Harsh were facing same problem in their marital life which Bhanu Bhaiya and Kiran Bhabhi were facing (Hemant Jiju’s elder brother and Bhabhi)

and it was Hemant Jiju who solved this matter by making Kiran Bhabhi pregnant by fucking her and that was how exactly all this swapping was started for the first time (mentioned in my first serious of posts). Unintentionally I was about mention this fact to her that Hemant Jiju’s brother also has this problem but fortunately I controlled my tongue to slip and just kept myself into the conversation and suggested her to adopt a child.

To my this suggestion of adopting a child Chhaya reacted positively by saying that even she wants to adopt a child but Harsh is not agreed to do that because it will prove him infertile among whole family tree including his parents and younger brother and his wife who has already entered into their parenthood more than a year back and he does not wanted to happen that as for him

it was matter of shame and he would prefer to die before that thing to happen. I was silent and could not utter anything, by now my mind was totally out of the way from my objective. Chhaya calmly continued sharing his trouble with me on its own, may be because she also needed somebody to share her sorrow and detailed me about her in-laws behavior to her.

Being typical Indian in-laws and also because they were totally unaware of this fact that actually it is their son who is not capable producing a child, they were setting Chhaya responsible for that and considering her infertile. Later in the conversation Chhaya told me that from last 5-6 six months they both are going through some sort of cold war and slowly she getting frustrated with her routine life.

She detailed that at Harsh‘s end he is not ready to open the truth to his parents at any cost and not only this, he is not much supportive to her in that concern and never tried to defend Chhaya in front of his parents and it was just Chhaya who was facing all the bitter words and that was the core reason of their conflict.

Later when I asked her bit about the medical treatment suggested by the doctor, she mentioned few things using technical words which I could not remember and what I understood was, although Harsh is taking medicine but he is not serious about that as doctor has said that in present scenario it is matter of sheer luck for him to make his wife pregnant and in continuation

when I asked her about her sex life with her husband, I mean how often they have sex for luck to play it’s role and I was really very surprised from the information she gave me in this concern; Chhaya and Harsh were not in physical touch from last 6-7 months from the time they had a serious fight over this matter and it was Chhaya who was not willing to have sex with him,

because of depression she was losing her interest in sex and all other recreations of the life and she was trying to indulge herself into work as much as possible and being an egoistic male even Harsh was not taking a step ahead to settle down the matter.

Ultimately by the time I and Chhaya ended this conversation, when everybody came around us, mentally I was not in state to think anything and could not cop up myself with the whole gang. We all had lunch in a good restaurant and after some shopping from the town decided to move back to Delhi.

In this time span neither I thought about talking to Gunjan Didi about the facts of Chhaya married and sex life nor I got a chance to speak to her in solitude, moreover after going through Chhaya’s personal life I could not decide how to react on that, sensuality which was dwelling in my mind since I was here was disappeared although once I thought about talking to Chhaya in solitude about an idea of making her pregnant through Manish,

for which I was ready to get on bed with her husband Harsh, like it was done in the case of Gunjan Didi and Kiran Bhabhi (mentioned in my first serious of post) but that instant anyhow I could not dare to take this decision without involving rest of the three members of my fucking gang and I just kept my mouth shut tried to give rest to my brain muscles and like me Chhaya

was also almost silent and throughout the way we spoke whatever was required. We reached back home little late in the evening and as everybody was tired from the journey after eating light dinner we decided to sleep in the pattern like it was decided for the first night, males in one room and females in the other.

I don’t Chhaya was asleep or not, she was lying facing from me at the other end, I could make out Gunjan Didi was awake may be she was waiting for Chhaya to get asleep so that she can talk to me and I was also awake because I was in dilemma whether I should reveal this fact of Chhaya’s life to Gunjan Didi or not?

Finally I decide to speak to Gunjan Didi and because I was not sure that Chhaya is sleeping or not got up from the bed while giving excuse of getting water and signaled Gunjan Didi to come out of the room. After couple of minutes Gunjan Didi came out and while sitting in the living area I detailed her everything Chhaya spoke to me.

Although Gunjan Didi was somewhat sure that relation between Chhaya and Harsh is not healthy from long even then she was surprised to hear the piece of information I gave to her about Chhaya’s personal and sex life with her husband and once even she thought about quitting adding this couple in our swinging gang.

She massaged Hemant Jiju and like it was expected he came out to the room and I and Gunjan Didi detailed him everything and for few minutes even he could not think of any solution of this. Certainly before getting into partner swapping, couple has to be very strongly bounded with each other,

mentally as well as emotionally just like we all were unless swinging might break the marriage and in present state we all could realize that Chhaya and Harsh were just in opposite mental state. Hemant Jiju was disappointed and he calmly gave a thought to the situation and finally spoke to we two, to me and Gunjan Didi

“abb yahan aaye hain to kuch to Karen?…..let’s take a chance….forget Chhaya…! Anyhow tum dono Harsh ke saath ek baar sex kar low…and tell him the truth….that why we were here?” I don’t know up to what extent Gunjan Didi got him at first instant, at my end I could understand what Hemant Jiju was asking us to do but I could not understand why he wanted us to get laid with

Harsh when he is hopeless from Chhaya and after bit of debate with me and Gunjan Didi he made us understand that luring Harsh is the only way through which we can get Chhaya in our group.

According to him after having sex with me and Gunjan Didi or any one of us and also after knowing that we want to add him and his wife in our swinging group where including Radha Bhabhi we have three more females for him to fuck, Harsh might start adjusting with Chhaya with a hope that he might agree her for the partner swapping and if he will not do that even then he will not speak out the truth to Chhaya that we two;

I am Gunjan Didi have fucked him and given him proposal of joining us in swinging group and even if Harsh will try to do that Chhaya will not trust him. As such Hemant Jiju was not bothered about this fact that his sacrifice of getting his wife fucked by Harsh, just to take a chance might get waist and he might not be able to fuck Chhaya in compensation and for that he also took Manish

for granted because that moment he was not available to say yes to it and told us to look for an opportunity to get on bed with Harsh in next twenty four hours because day after tomorrow we all were leaving for our respective towns. Even though Gunjan Didi was not fully convinced with whatever Hemant Jiju was expecting us to do but I can say anyhow Gunjan Didi agreed to him

but I was not willing to do whatever Hemant Jiju was asking me to do, may be because it was me to with whom Chhaya shared her problem and I was very worried about her and her marital life and I could sense that any wrong step from our side might end there relation and I tried to convey my point to Hemant Jiju and for my argument he gave me counter statement that there is a

bright chance that our this bold step can take their married life back on track. Certainly I was not convinced even after getting many arguments mentioning many probabilities from Jiju but like Gunjan Did I also kept silence on that subject for a while and now there was question that how we could fuck Harsh in Chhaya’s absence for which Hemant Jiju said that we have to seek

opportunity for that and doing a height of being crazy Jiju asked us if we want to do it right now because that instant Chhaya was sleeping in the room where we females were lying and Harsh was in the other room with Manish. Hemant Jiju was serious over that and once he said that he is calling Manish out of the room so that we two I and Gunjan Didi can go and seduce Harsh then

and there but neither I nor Gunjan Didi were mentally prepared to do that and we totally ridiculed his idea of having sex with Harsh on the same night. Eventually after few naughty statements we all went back to our rooms, Hemant in the room where Manish and Harsh were sleeping and we two females in the other where just Chhaya was sleeping.

While going into the room to sleep I was thinking that I will discuss few things with Gunjan Didi; whatever Hemant Jiju has told us to do but as we entered I realized that Chhaya was not asleep yet and she was somewhat waiting for us to come back.

She asked us the matter and after giving her lame excuse of drinking water and eating fruit, we had few casual words about the trip and all for some time and once again everyone said good night. I don’t know about other two females but I was awake for long, I could not speak to Gunjan Didi because I was not sure that Chhaya is asleep.

Thoughts went on dwelling in my mind, although deep inside I was not agreed to do whatever Hemant Jiju suggested us to do, that anyhow we have to have a fuck with Harsh before going back to our native towns but somewhere in my filthy mind I started visualizing all that and started feeling aroused.

Certainly like all males were desiring fucking Chhaya I was desiring Harsh fucking me, from the time when we all were thinking about adding Chhaya and Harsh in our group and especially after succeeding involving Radha Bhabhi in fucking with two males at a time up to an extent we all were assuming that we will be able to add Harsh and Chhaya too and in a way since then I was fantasizing

Harsh Fucking me while being on my top and that night I was somewhat visualizing all that although after knowing everything about Chhaya and Harsh there was very dull hope of happening all that.

Anyway finally night ended uneventful and time was bit passed to seven when Gunjan Didi awaked me up from the deep sleep, that instant Chhaya was missing from the room, rather she was working in the kitchen and Gunjan Didi told me that in relation of some fashion show Chhaya has an appointment with one renowned designer very far from this place,

almost at the other edge of the town somewhere place named “Manesar” and she will be leaving within one hour and might not come back home before 4 in the evening and we two have an opportunity to seduce Harsh in the morning itself because he never leave home for his work before 9:30 because his office was not very far from their residence.

Mentally I was yet not convinced with Hemant Jiju’s idea and deep inside I was not willing to go for it but by now Gunjan Didi was mentally prepared to execute the plan of fucking Harsh and after awakening me she went to woke up Hemant Jiju and told him to go out of the house just after Chhaya’s exit along with my husband Manish and our son,

intentionally to leave two of us alone in the house with Harsh and Hemant Jiju instantly agreed to that without making much noise woke up Manish and started getting ready to leave the house. At our end too things moved rapidly after that and I did not got much time to speak to Gunjan Didi over whatever we were about to do; whether we should do it or not?

Gunjan Didi helped Chhaya in the kitchen so that she can leave as soon as possible and I woke up my son and told him that he is going out with his father to buy new clothes and toys. Deep inside me unintentionally while getting my son ready and doing my morning courses I once again started visualizing whatever was about to happen in next few hours.

Truly speaking apart since last night from feeling unwilling to do all this, I was hopeless for getting an opportunity of getting alone with Harsh for such a long time. None among us were aware of Chhaya this appointment and I can say it was sheer luck that we got this chance so easily.

Anyway by the time Chhaya was about to leave, my son was almost ready and we both the bitches were done with our morning courses except bathing and after doing all their morning courses Hemant Jiju and Manish were on the table for quick breakfast and Harsh was yet in mild sleep in the room.

As expected when Chhaya saw Hemant Jiju and Manish ready to go out she asked them exactly where are they going and Jiju told her, along with my son they both are going out meet one of his old friend who lives bit far from here somewhere in central Delhi and they might come back home in the afternoon around 1.

Totally unaware of our intentions that her cousins (me and Gunjan Didi) are about to fuck his husband in her absence Chhaya took leave after requesting us to serve breakfast to Harsh and after her exit Hemant Jiju gave us just one instruction that we have to seduce Harsh in a way that he could not resist himself to get involve with us in the swinging and after that leaving Harsh alone

in the house on our disposal they two along with my son also left and by the time Hemant Jiju and Manish took leave Harsh was already off from his bed to do his morning courses. Certainly he was in little hurry because he was little late on his schedule to go to his work place but we two, especially Gunjan Didi had a plan to make even later to reach to his work.

 

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Chapter 25

By the time Harsh was in washroom I had tiny chat with Gunjan Didi over whatever we were about to do and I told her that I am not willing to do it and I was expecting Gunjan Didi will certainly listen to me but that instant she was not in mood to consider any ifs and buts given by me, lust was ruling her senses and she ended my argument by saying we don’t have time for any such debate and we have to do it.

That time we both were still in our night wear, I was wearing lose pajama as lower with a t-shirt on the top and same as first night Gunjan Didi was wearing shorts and cut sleeve t-shirt and we both were standing in living room just outside the bedroom whose bathroom was occupied by Harsh and before I would have spoke out anything more to convince Gunjan Didi

for not doing all this we heard a noise of door of washroom getting unlocked from inside and Gunjan Didi instantly reacted to that and went inside the bedroom and I just followed her. As we two entered in the bedroom almost at the same time Hash also came out of the washroom after taking a shower.

He was topless with a towel tied on his waist and without wasting even a second Gunjan Didi moved bit closer to him and spoke out double meaning with a smile “Harsh Chhaya aapko humare liye chhod gayi hai….” I was standing behind Gunjan Didi, just inside the room and my heart was pounding, I knew that now nobody in this world can stop Gunjan Didi from fucking Harsh and within few minutes I may witness a reverse fucking.

Anyway although Harsh got bit conscious we entered in the room suddenly and as he heard whatever Gunjan Didi spoke, but he behaved casual and asked back “Chhaya itni jaldi chali gai….?” “Haan uska ek appointment tha…kisi designer ke saath, somewhere in Manesar…” Gunjan Didi replied back while looking into Harsh’s eyes “Ohh..yes…yes!”

Harsh replied back casually and behaved as if he knew that she has to go early and moved bit towards his wardrobe to get his clothes and along with him Gunjan Didi also moved a bit and reached further close to Harsh and spoke “Chhaya ne jaate hue humeh aapka khayal rakhne ke liye kaha tha…..” “humne socha tha ki aaj aapko hum apne haathon se Nahlaayenge…”

then after a very tiny pause Gunjan Didi spoke again in continuation “par aap to apne aap hi naha liye…”. Gunjan Didi was almost facing away from me and I could not see her expressions but I could see Harsh’s facial expressions changing into shock, for a moment he could not believed whatever Gunjan Didi spoke but he had to believe because next instant while saying

“chalo dobara andar chalo….”Gunjan Didi tried to pull his towel from his waist. In reflex Harsh tussled a bit to save him from getting exposed but because it was a surprise for him ultimately Gunjan Didi won and she took off his towel. Harsh was wearing underwear beneath and Gunjan Didi reacted to it by saying “arre aapne to underwear pahna hua hai….koi baat nahi…issko bhi uttar dete hain”.

Truly speaking friends anyhow I cannot explain Harsh facial expression in words, I could see his face clearly, he was in utter shock over whatever was happening as Gunjan Didi moved ahead a bit he stepped back in reflex to save his dignity but I must say that Gunjan Didi is a kind of bitch who cannot be stopped if once she is on and further just to take off Harsh senses she instantly

took of her top and as she was not wearing any bra underneath just in a fraction her melons were sagging in front of Harsh eyes. My God, I must say it is just Gunjan Didi who could do all this so casually, she massaged her melons with her own hands and smiled killingly while looking at Harsh and from his expressions I could see that Harsh is not a kind of a male who could hold himself,

especially against a slut like Gunjan Didi. As Gunjan Didi became topless his eyes were stuck to her heavy milks and just in a fraction Gunjan Didi was hugging Harsh and her massive melons were touching Harsh’s bare chest, she was moving her hand over his body while kissing his torso and Harsh was humming in pleasure while doing tiny efforts to push Gunjan Didi but from his

overall gesture I could see that now he cannot save his dignity, “Didi aap ye kya kar rahe ho” once Harsh spoke out in shock may be unintentionally and Gunjan Didi replied to him in gasping tone by saying “Harsh please mujhe Didi mat bulaao…main aapki lover hun….mujjhe pyar karo…Chodo mujhe…fuck me” with that Gunjan Didi reached to Harsh’s jockey and caressed

his crotch over the cloth roughly and I could see it’s instant effect over Harsh’s face. He closed his eyes and groaned in pleasure and before he would have recovered from that pleasure Gunjan Didi drifted her hand in his underwear to feel his monster and once again Harsh reacted with a loud gasp.

From behind Gunjan Didi seemed playing with Harsh’s monster and while doing that she bought his underwear to his feet and finally Harsh was standing stark naked in front of two of her wife’s sisters. “Chaitu tu bhi aaja….” Gunjan Didi turned to me and spoke and after a small pause spoke again “Nangi hojaa tu bhi…aur le chal isko andar…isko humare saath dobara nahana padega”.

Finally Gunjan Didi was back in the sulty form and if I will talk about me then I would say although deep inside I was not willing to go ahead but that instant everything was happening so rapidly that I could not decide what to do and intentionally or unintentionally I moved ahead in a flow and copped up with Gunjan Didi and by the time I reached to Harsh I was also topless.

I took off my t-shirt and bra just in couple of seconds and like just Gunjan Didi became bare from my top, like Gunjan Didi was looking I too looked into Harsh’s eyes shamelessly and hugged his naked body while showing my desperation by humming and moaning in pleasure like a real slut and squeezed my heavy milks with his bare chest.

I don’t know what I was thinking that moment; although my mind set was changed a bit after having a chat with Chhaya about her married life with Harsh but that instant I was just trying to follow Gunjan Didi and I continued behaving like a bitch with Harsh.

I can easily say as such there was not much opposition from Harsh’s side rather he was in the state where he could not believe that whatever is happening with him is real or a dream, he was moaning and gasping with closed eyes and in between looking at us with wide open eyes as if he is trying to believe that it is happening in reality and we are same two females who are actually his wife’s sisters.

Gunjan Didi continued massaging and squeezing his balls and jerking his monster back and forward with both the hands and I continued kissing and brushing my lips over his bare skin for a minute or so when Gunjan Didi spoke “let’s go” while holding Harsh Penis and moved a bit towards the washroom and spoke to me “Chaitu ye bhi uttar de…poori Nangi hojaa”.

I did whatever Gunjan Didi said and in a fraction I was totally out of my cloths and we all moved to the washroom to get under the shower. Gunjan Didi kept on holding Harsh from his Penis till we reached to the washroom “Please Didi chhodo mujhe…Hemant aur Manish kahan hain?” once again Harsh spoke and told Gunjan Didi to leave him and in continuation asked where our husbands are?

Harsh’s asking to leave him was just a formality from his side, though he was not comfortable but by now he was flowing with the things happening there and physically he was doing almost nothing to set himself free. Gunjan Didi did not thought about replying him for his first statement and for his know how about Hemant Jiju and Manish Gunjan Didi responded to Harsh’s question by saying

“Hemant aur Manish ghar se bahar gaye hain…taaki aap humari Chut ke andar jaa sako“. I must say that Gunjan Didi is having extra ordinary talent to create spontaneous statements that is something which wins half of her battles and I am sure her this spontaneous statement would have made Harsh bit more hornier.

We reached under the shower and Gunjan Didi also took off her lower along with Panty and finally we all were standing stark under flowing water. Washroom attached to that room was not very big, rather it was kind of narrow passage and there was a shower at the end of it and we three were nicely fitted between the two walls and did not had enough space to move

and that is why our bodies were touching on its own and that was enough on its own for Harsh to get aroused up to maximum limit. Though flow of the water was not very wide to cover all of us properly but it was enough to make us wet and dripping as it flowing continuously with a pressure.

Anyway talking about Harsh I would say we both; as I and Gunjan Didi were totally naked, Harsh was failing to keep his eyes closed to feel the pleasure we were trying to give him, his eyes was wide open and he was looking at the our luscious bodies and we two were busy in pleasure our sister’s husband.

I was rubbing my hand over Harsh’s bare skin, at his chest and thighs along with kissing and sucking his tiny nipples and Gunjan Didi was still playing with Harsh Penis and balls like and expert player and Harsh was gasping in lust, certainly he was surprised and could not understand why we two are doing all this to him but he was surrendered and seemed enjoying whatever we bitches were doing with him.

“Chaitu neeche baith jaa….aur Chus isska Lund achhe se”. Gunjan Didi told me to sit down and suck Harsh’s monster and with that she started kissing Harsh. Harsh was not in state to think anything and in a fraction he responded to the kiss and Gunjan Didi started exploring his mouth like and hungry animal.

Obeying Gunjan Didi I sat down on my knees and took Harsh Penis in my hand and started jerking him nicely, by now I was feeling aroused certainly like all three I was also going through a fever of adding Chhaya and Harsh into the group since long and at females end we were almost done with that as Harsh’s monster was in my hands and excluding my wedded husband Harsh

was forth male of my life and like guys were eager to get Chhaya deep inside I was also waiting to get fucked by Harsh. Anyway while flowing with the moment and without giving a second thought to whatever I am doing I took Harsh’s fully erect Penis in my mouth and using my saliva started sucking him with my full affection.

Harsh is not very long at his size but he was thick, bit thicker than my husband’s Penis, may be of the equal thickness of Hemant Jiju’s monster. As through conversation with Chhaya I knew that Harsh is more or less new to the sucking I did not peeled off foreskin of his monster and continued sucking him calmly and within few seconds I saw impact of my sucking on Harsh’s gesture.

He broke the kiss with Gunjan Didi and started grunting while looking down at me. “Mujhe maloom hai….Chhaya aapka Lund nahi Chusti….! koi baat nahi…hum chusenge aapka Lund” Gunjan Didi spoke erotic to Harsh while standing beside him under flowing water and in continuation spoke again “aur apse apni Chut bhi chuswaayenge…”.

Harsh’s was in intense pleasure, his Penis was appearing and disappearing in my mouth and he seemed getting fascinated with a view and along with that Gunjan Didi’s erotic words took his arousal its peak and he could not speak anything, he was growing harder in my mouth while grunting and gasping without controlling his voice and once again Gunjan Didi tried to shut his mouth by kissing him thoroughly.

Using my warm saliva I continued sucking Harsh till Gunjan Didi stopped me, Didi sat down beside me and spoke while humming in pleasure “ab mujhe Chusne de….” And then spoke in very low voice “pakad ke rakh issko kass ke”. I got up while rubbing my hands over Harsh’s wet and naked body and kissed him over his cheek and chest and spoke

“Ohh…Harsh aap bahut achhe ho…I really like you…mera bahut mann karta tha aapse Chudwane ka” while looking into his eyes. Though I was not as good as Gunjan Didi in making spontaneous statements but my words aroused Harsh a bit and he started humming in pleasure,

also because by now down there he was getting sucked by Gunjan Didi and as Gunjan Didi took him deeper in her mouth once he started grunting in pleasure intensely. Along with sucking Gunjan Didi continued playing with his balls with her hands and I started kissing him and explored his mouth nicely.

Harsh was resting his back with a wall and standing face to face but bit in the side, by squeezing my milks against his chest I was hugging and holding Harsh casually while kissing and brushing my lips over his wet skin and suddenly he started moaning and grunting like crazy may be because down there now more than sucking Gunjan Didi was jerking him and she was jerking him to make him cum and very soon,

hardly within a minute Harsh seemed going to his peak, I could see it from his gesture, and he started screaming and moved a bit may be to stop Gunjan Didi but unintentionally my grip over his body got tighter and giving my full weight I held him harder.

Oh God I cannot forget the way Harsh was screaming in pleasure, he was exploding and he wanted to cum but he failed to say that as he could not do anything except screaming. Like me even Gunjan Didi could sense that Harsh is at his peak and he wants to cum but she did not stopped and suddenly instead of jerking his Penis back and forward she started grinding his

monster by griping it in her both the palms and that is with full speed and that really took Harsh breath and his legs started trembling a bit. I kept on holding Harsh with my full strength and ultimately saw Harsh going bizarre in sexual pleasure; as Gunjan Didi stopped grinding his monster, closing his eyes Harsh came out with a shrill whimper and continued gasping in loud voice.

I could make out that he was about to release his load and down there Gunjan Didi was well prepared for that, leaving tiny opening Gunjan Didi squeezed tip of his monster to get a shower of his cum and finally white sticky Jizz came out with a pressure and got spilled over Gunjan Didi’s breasts and thighs. Harsh almost cried while evacuating his balls and grunted madly after he released his pressure.

In the end Gunjan Didi cleaned his monster by sucking bit of his gunk. “mazza aagaya….” Gunjan Didi spoke while getting up, that instant Harsh was trying holding his breath and before he would have reacted Gunjan Didi pressed Harsh with her massive body against the wall and to give herself some pleasure holding his monster in her hand tried to rub it over her fuckhole.

“chalo ab bed par chalte hain….ab aapka Lund humari Chut ke andar jaayega” Gunjan Didi spoke again while looking into Harsh eyes, “Please tell me what is all this?” Harsh asked her back as soon as he caught his breath back “aap samjh low, hum Dilli aapse Chudwane hi aaye the……” Gunjan Didi replied back to Harsh and then spoke again “baaki ki detail hum aapko baad mein denge…..pahle aapse achhe se Chudwa lein”

We all came out and after drying our bodies within couple of minutes we were on the bed, Harsh was on his back and we two were over him at both the sides. We both loved him with our wet tongue and lips to arouse him and while lying straight Harsh was having our hold over his Penis all the time.

“Bolo pahle kiski Chut Chusoge…meri ya Chaitu ki?” Gunjan Didi asked him while raising her face and looking into his eyes and before Harsh would have replied anything in that concern Gunjan Didi spoke out on her own “pahle main Chuswaaungi….” and then spoke to me while getting up “Chaitu tu Lund Chus isska”.

Next holding Harsh’s hands up Gunjan Didi sat around Harsh’s chest and I moved to his lower half to suck him and initially started by jerking him. I can easily say even after releasing his load once Harsh was excited, though his Penis was not fully erect but it was not limping and because of our continues sluty acts he was humming in pleasure since he was on bed.

On the upper half Gunjan Didi moved up to his face and spoke “Harsh Chuso meri Chut ko” and on lower half almost at the same moment I took Harsh in my mouth and started sucking him to make him hard again.

Gunjan Didi pressed Harsh’s lips with her fuckhole to make him suck and started moving to and fro to rub her fuckhole over his mouth and at his lower half I peeled of foreskin of his monster and after taking out lot of saliva started sucking his pink cock head tenderly.

I can say like it was done by Hemant Jiju and my husband Manish in Radha Bhabhi’s case, Harsh was literary getting fucked by two of us and along with feeling shocked he also seemed enjoying getting sexually used by two of us. Certainly he was in pleasure; along with sucking his penis tenderly I was massaging his balls because of which he was moaning while sucking Gunjan Didi’s fuckhole.

Gunjan Did rode over Harsh’s mouth for couple of minutes and by then because of my tender sucking Harsh was hard enough to plunge any of our fuckhole. Gunjan Didi got up and told me to get my fuckhole sucked by saying “Chaitu aaja…tu bhi Chuswa iss se apni Chut”.

Excitement was ruling my sense too, I got up and like Gunjan Didi sat around Harsh’s face and bought my fuckhole close to his lips and spoke “Harsh please meri Chut bhi Chuso” and like I saw Gunjan Didi I did not waited for Harsh to react and pressed my fuckhole over his lips.

Harsh tried to lick my fuckhole by taking out his tongue and I gave him space to move his tongue and slowly like Gunjan Didi I also started moving to and fro over his lips. Certainly the suck and lick I was getting by Harsh that instant, in that posture was not very pleasurable and it cannot be compared with any of my previous experiences of getting sucked but still it was arousing may be

because apparently we were molesting Harsh and this realization in itself was very arousing for me. I rode over Harsh like that till Gunjan Didi stopped me by chapping my shoulder and by the time I got from Harsh’s face, while holding his monster straight with her hand Gunjan Didi was sitting around Harsh’s waist and she was about to get him inside her fuckhole.

Finally Gunjan Didi looked down to direct Harsh’s length into her fuckhole and shoved his monster slowly into her fuckhole and moaned, with her head lifting up, “Ohh Harsh…. kitna mota Lund hai aapka…? Aaj aap faad do iss se meri Chut” once again Gunjan Didi spoke erotic Hindi in sensual voice to arouse Harsh.“Ohh fuck” Harsh too gasped in pleasure of getting inside a slut like Gunjan Didi.

While sitting behind I saw Harsh’s entire length entering into Gunjan Didi inch by inch and Gunjan Didi moaned in pleasure with closed eyes and felt his hard and thick Penis distending her pussy lips slowly. “Ohh…God… Harsh you are so thick…aapka Lund to Hemant se bhi mota hai” Gunjan Didi gasped while looking at Harsh and spoke out erotic again.

Gunjan Didi was hot and wet inside her fuckhole and her juices flowed down to Harsh’s crouch as she entered his full length deep inside her and stood still for a moment. Harsh was getting this pleasure after a long time, it was evident from his expressions and his bliss enhanced when Gunjan Didi began to fuck herself with deep, skewering thrusts.

Holding or resting her hands over his chest, she started rocking her hips steeply up and down, to and fro and drove his entire length in and out of her wet fuckhole consistently. I don’t know whether Gunjan Didi was pretending to Harsh or she was really in that pleasure,

she bit her lower lip in excitement while closing her eyes and lifting her face to roof and while being on top continued pumping her fuckhole with Harsh’s hard meat. Harsh was also moaning continuously with a feeling of being in heaven and suddenly to and fro movements of Gunjan Didi’s massive bottom in slightly different pattern made him shudder in ecstasy.

Gunjan Didi was rubbing her pelvis on his crouch and now I could see her in evident pleasure. Her moans were turning into shrill cries and within next few seconds as excitement increased her speed also improved significantly. Oh… god I cannot write what all she was doing with Harsh now, while looking into his eyes with lustful gesture and resting her hands over his chest,

keeping lot of her weight on him Gunjan Didi was milking him up to max and now her heavy bottom was rising and falling over Harsh’s thighs painfully fast. In a way he was getting crushed under her massive weight and in between couple of times she changed her movement from up and down to, to and fro to trying rubbing her clitoris with Harsh’s crouch along with fucking herself while being on his top.

Raising his hands up Harsh was crying in pleasure and pain loud, he was somewhat enjoying getting fucked like that. Next moment Gunjan Didi leaned over him and kissed him hard and entered her tongue in his mouth and then looked into his eyes while being close and provoked him by saying, “Come on Harsh… fuck me…Chodo mujhe main tumhari Rand hun”.

Her bare heavy melons were crushing Harsh and above that her words, Harsh moaned loud in pleasure. Gunjan Did was restless and could not stop herself and Harsh too was going crazy and extending his arms, holding her wide ass he too started thrusting up and coordinated with her up and down movement of pumping her fuckhole.

Harsh’s reaction excited Gunjan Didi amazingly and she started banging herself up and down madly and within a minute I felt as if today Gunjan Didi will Kill him in fucking pleasure, but soon she got tired and her movements went slower but deeper, now Gunjan Didi was trying to get Harsh’s length in her flesh as deep as possible while rubbing her clitoris over his pelvis and Harsh was going wild in that feeling.

Ultimately Gunjan Didi stopped and got aside and for a moment I thought now it’s my turn to get Harsh inside my wet fuckhole and I needed him but for me Gunjan Didi had something else in her mind and after getting down from his top she lied on the bed with wide open thighs and spoke to Harsh “Aao Chad jaao mere oopar…Chodo mujhe….Harsh aaj faad do meri Chut apne iss mote lund se”.

Gunjan Didi was trying to excite him as much as possible so that he cannot forget this fucking session, and from Harsh’s gesture I could easily make out he is trapped now. Anyway Harsh instantly rose over Gunjan and came between her fleshy thighs; Gunjan Didi herself guided his monster into her fuckhole and groaned sexily as he flexed his buttocks inward to screw her fuckhole one more time.

Harsh dived deep inside Gunjan Didi with his entire length and she gripped him in her thick arms and thighs and somewhat gulped him into her huge body and spoke out in sensual voice, “Haann…Harsh Chodo mujhe achhe se Chodo….. Fuck me like a bitch…main kutia hun…main Randi hun tumhari”.

As usual Gunjan Didi went on using hardcore Hindi words and it was arousing Harsh. Once again proper fucking started and this time Harsh was on top, his hips started rising and falling steadily over Gunjan Didi, I could see Harsh’s monster appearing and disappearing in Gunjan Didi and could make out that Gunjan Didi was enjoying, she was moaning sexily in incredible pleasure.

Gunjan Didi’s fuckhole was getting stretched with its thickness again and again and that instant realized that whatever Gunjan Didi spoke about thickness of Harsh’s monster was probably right, from that angle Harsh seemed having thicker Penis than Hemant Jiju and this realization made me shiver in strange sensation.

Certainly because I too wanted to feel him in my fuckhole but that instant it was Gunjan Didi who was enjoying a brand new male riding on her and that is with a thicker Penis. While riding on Gunjan Didi with controlled pace Harsh rose bit up and started squeezing Gunjan Didi’s heavy melons and played with her big erect nipple for a moment,

but Gunjan Didi did not wanted him to do that, she wanted him to fuck her hard and to get that she pulled him back and hugged him hard and grip of her thighs over his back rose further high, she wanted to get him deeper and to get me even better in her fuckhole Gunjan Didi folded herself into half and clamped her legs on his back instead of my waist and spoke in bursting voice,

“Harsh Chod mujhe…fuck me…. …tez…..tez Chod mujhe….jaan se maar daal mujhe”. Undoubtedly there was big difference in their body structure, Gunjan Didi was much heavier and fleshier than Harsh and physically he was much thinner than her, but in spite of the difference of body structure, from his speed and energy of the moment I could see that I Harsh can satisfy Gunjan Didi sexually,

though he was already evacuated once but still I could make out that sexually Harsh was not only more energetic then Jeetu Bhaiya but he also seemed better than my husband Manish almost equaling to Hemant Jiju. At my end I was also going crazy to see him fucking Gunjan Didi like a whore and my desperation to get him between my thighs went on increasing with my wetness.

As such there was so much of lubrication between their genitals that it was coming out in thick streams and flowing down to the bed and as Gunjan Didi rose her thighs high over his back Harsh’s inward movement became smother and unintentionally Harsh’s speed rose significantly, and now while going as deep as possible in her womb he was fucking sister of his wife like hell,

and I could see that Gunjan Didi was enjoying while moaning loud and continued gripping him harder and harder. Gunjan Didi was at the verge of explosion so was Harsh, I could make out from their body language, they both were going crazy in lust and Harsh continued fucking Gunjan Didi for hardly few more seconds and tried to fuck her as deep as possible with a strong thrusting strokes

and ultimately shoved down his monster into her huge pot and moaned loud while releasing his gunk into her womb. Gunjan Didi too gasped loud and shivered in evident orgasm, griping Harsh hard in her arms and fleshy thighs she crushed him with her full strength and trembled for few seconds while releasing her pressure.

Both Gunjan Didi and Harsh were totally exhausted because finally it was done although I was used by Gunjan Didi just to suck Harsh to make him hard for her but still I would say it was done wonderfully. Now Harsh was also corrupt, Gunjan Didi or you can say we all were succeeded in making him cheating his wife and truly speaking I was surprised to see Harsh fucking Gunjan Didi with so much of energy,

as I mentioned at first glance from his overall gesture and physical structure I compared him with Jeetu Bhaiya who has almost nil control over his body, but in a way it was proven that you do not have to be necessarily muscular to give female a good time on bed and now after watching Gunjan Didi getting fucked like a slut Harsh’s fucking ability was now luring me to get on bed with

him as soon as possible but unfortunately it did not happened that instant. Gunjan Didi got up after relaxing for couple of minutes and first statement she spoke while looking at Harsh was “mazza aa gaya…it was amazing” Harsh was lying beside her, sweating and totally worn out, he did not replied to Gunjan Didi initially but after few seconds he came up with a question

“aapne aisa kyun kiya….why you did all this?” Now it was time for us to reveal him the truth that why we came here and what all we desired from him and his wife but that instant I and Gunjan Didi left him alone and told him to get ready and come out for the breakfast. We bitches came to the other room and first thing I spoke to Gunjan Didi in sarcastic tone was

“mujhe to aapne sirf uska Lund chusne ke liye saath liya tha…..hai na?” Gunjan Didi giggled a bit on my words and spoke “Pagal tu humara trump card hai” then after a pause she spoke again “hope fully tu aaj raat ko Chudegi iss se…if he will agree to ask Chhaya for joining our group…nahi to thenga milega issko”.

After that Gunjan Didi tried to explain me exactly what is she thinking, she wanted to lure Harsh for me and it was good idea but still I would say that I wanted to get on bed with Harsh as soon as possible because that instant according to me there was a 50-50 chances that I will get chance to get a fuck from Harsh because it was depending entirely on Chhaya, that when will she sleep.

Anyway we both got ready and more or less by the time Harsh came out after taking another quick shower and wearing formal clothes to go to his work place we two were also in fresh clothes.

 

[The Mask Editor]

Chapter 26

“Din ki Shuruaat josh bhari…hmmmm..” that’s what Gunjan Didi spoke as she saw Harsh in the living room and even after trying hard Harsh could not resist himself for smiling on that and moved to the dining area where Gunjan Didi was sitting. I moved to the kitchen to get the breakfast on the table and Gunjan Didi spoke again to Harsh

“Sach bolun mujhe lagga tha…you will go away just in few minutes….but you were amazing…aapne faad hi di meri Chut”. Harsh was silent though he was trying to be serious but Gunjan Didi’s words were not letting him serious, he smiled a bit again on her words and asked her same question again “Now please tell me…why you did all this…?”.

“First you tell me aapko meri Chut faadne mein mazza aaya ya nahi…?” instead of replying him, Gunjan Didi asked Harsh notorious question in notorious tone and before he would have replied anything she spoke again “mujhe to bahut mazza aaya…” Harsh was silent and he wanted to avoid replying this question but Gunjan Didi insisted him to speak by saying “come on…speak up…mazza aaya ya nahi?”

“Ok…mazza aaya…now tell me” finally Harsh accepted and asked her the reason why she did all this to him and Gunjan Didi started by saying “well… as I said…hum log yahan aaye hi isi liye the…” while serving breakfast by now I was standing beside them and Gunjan Didi spoke again and tried to clear the effect with mischievous statement

“hum dono ne aapse apni Chut fadwani thi…aur Hemant aur Manish ne Chhaya ki Chut faadni thi…” “What?” Harsh could not digest that, “yes…we are swinger families and we wanted to add both of you in our group” Finally Gunjan Didi spoke out everything crystal clear and after a pause spoke again “mentally Chhaya did not seemed fit to us for this…so we approached you…?”

Gunjan Didi was smiling and as expected Harsh seemed shocked a bit, and to add on to his surprise Gunjan Didi spoke again “and last two days mein jo kuch bhi hua…sex ki baaten, aur aap logon ka mujhe aur Hemant ko sex karte hue dekhna and all was actually part of our plan….”. Breakfast was already served by me but no one was eating,

Harsh was looking at us with a strange mind set, as if he was trying to believe whatever Gunjan Didi has said. And before Harsh would have said anything Gunjan Didi spoke again “now from here it’s up to you….if you want to join us you have to agree your wife” and then after a small pasue Gunjan Didi spoke out something to create instant humor in the tone as if she is

announcing something in her typical Hindi words “aur fir aapko milega meri Gaand faadne ka mauka…” Gunjan Didi’ words bought instant smile on my face and like me even Harsh failed to resist smiling but spoke out “Rubbish” in disappointment for which Gunjan Didi replied casually “Ok..then it’s over here…jo kuch bhi hua usse bhool jaao….but!”

Gunjan Didi paused for a fraction and waited for Harsh to react and Harsh reacted, he was looking down but as Gunjan Didi paused at but he looked up and Gunjan Didi spoke again “but if you will agree….aaj raat ko aapko Chaitu (me) ki Chut milegi faadne ke liye” Gunjan Didi’s words Harsh’s expressions a bit,

I was sitting beside him and in response of Gunjan Didi’s words Harsh looked at me and I smiled shamelessly while looking into his eyes, “isska bahut mann hai aapse Chudwane kaa…” Gunjan Didi uttered again and once again Harsh seemed feeling strange rapture over her words.

Unintentionally I too used the opertunity and moved my hand over Harsh’s thighs close to his crotch over the cloth and spoke “Please Harsh say yes…..” Harsh trembled a bit with my touch and remaved my hand instantly, I smield a bit over his reaction and spoke “kya hua…abhi to maine oopar se hi haath lagaya hai….main to aako andar tak touch kar chuki hun”.

“So now ball is in your coat…you have to decide…” Gunjan Didi spoke again and then after a pause continued by saying “jo kuch bhi aaj hua hai…that is just a trailer….poori movie abhi baaki hai….jo aapko group join karne ke baad dekhne ko milegi”. By now we all were eating but at very slow pace, now from Harsh expressions I could see that he was not reluctant to us,

he was thinking and finally he uttered after a long time and said “it barely depends on me….Chhaya nahi maanegi…” for which Gunjan Didi replied instantly “agar aapko humen Chodna hai to aapko usse manana padega…” and then after a pause Gunjan Didi spoke again and revealed the fact that we have three more females in our group

“not only we two….we have three more females…jinki aap Chut faad sakte ho” and then after a tiny pause continued her nasty words by saying “aur Hemant aur Manish ke alawa we have two more males jo aapki Chhaya ki Chut faadenge”. Gunjan Didi was somewhat enjoying speaking out all that crap but Harsh was interested in talking straight forward and he asked back

“who are they….?””Sorry I cannot reveal their identities until you are IN….” Gunjan Didi replied back and then after a pause spoke again “Chhaya ko mannao aura a jaao, join us….simple” “wo nahi maanegi…moreover how will I speak to her….?” Harsh spoke back in reply, from his gesture I could see that more or less he is ready join us but he was sure that Chhaya will never agree for this.

Once again Gunjan Didi spoke and suggested him a way to agree Chhaya “set her mind in this direction slowly….believe me…it’s difficult but it’s not impossible…” “but you all are going back tomorrow” Harsh asked back, “so what…we will come again…aap ready to karo Chhaya ko apni Chut fadwane ke liye”. “it’s Impossible….”

Harsh somewhat murmured in low voice but it was enough for us to hear “nothing is impossible…” this time I spoke up and after a pause I spoke again “look at me…jab main ready ho sakti hun to wo bhi ready ho sakti hai…it’s just about understanding….between two of you” Harsh looked at me with a strange gesture,

he was unaware that I know his personal problem but my words bought some doubt in his mind and as I realized that I may get caught I changed my expressions and took my words over myself “for me it’s just sex...pyar main Manish se hi karti hun”. Hearing my words Harsh looked down for a moment and finally came out with a truth that relation between him and Chhaya are bit

disturbed by saying “actually hum dono ke beech mein kuch differences hain….that’s why I feel ki Chhaya nahi maanegi”. “Fine….first you vanish those differences then ask her….take your time…we are not in hurry” this time Gunjan Didi picked the words and without asking anything about his problem with Chhaya told him to resolve his matter with his wife and without uttering anything Harsh moved his head in acceptance.

After that we ate our breakfast silently for few minutes and ended eating, we all were still on dining table and I was collecting dishes when suddenly once again Gunjan Didi spoke out erotic while looking at Harsh “waise I must say…mazza aa gaya aapse Chudwa kar…” and in continuation spoke again “I really can’t imagine… mera kya haal hoga jab aap meri Gand maaroge…”

and like it was expected Gunjan Didi’s words bought instant giggle to me and significant smile on Harsh’s face and though with a big smile Harsh spoke out in reflex “waise ye achha nahi hua…” and to his words once again Gunjan Didi spoke out after mending statement wth other meaning “what are you saying… mere hisaab se to bahut achha se hua hai…you fucked me so well”

and once again Gunjan Didi’s reflex statement bought smile to Harsh and he got up to go. “You have whole day to think…give your verdict in the evening…” Gunjan Didi spoke to Harsh and then spoke again in continuation “and even if you will say that you will try…you are eligible to fuck her….aapko aaj raat Chodne ke liye Chaitu milegi…wo bhi uske husband ki presence mein”

Gunjan Didi lured Harsh for me and he looked at me and I saw a lustful blink in his eyes while looking at me “kaise…Chhaya bhi to hogi ghar pe….?” Harsh asked back instantly “let’s see…we will do something…” Gunjan Didi replied back while getting up from the place where she was sitting while having breakfast

“and what if I will not keep my words…I mean aap logon ke jaane ke baad maine Chhaya ko agree karne ke liye try bhi nahi kiya to?” “Then you will prove yourself a fool…” Gunjan Didi paused for a fraction and then spoke out again “we are sluts…humare liye aapke saath ek bar sex karna is immaterial….but it will be a big loss for you…

don’t forget… including me and Chaitu there are three more females in our group….” “Who are they…?” once again Harsh asked about three other females we have in our group but once again Gunjan Didi denied speaking their identities and replied him by saying “pahle Chhaya ko ready karo…tab batayenge”.

After that more or less we ended this conversation and we all took leave, Harsh went to his work place and we two were suppose to meet Hemant Jiju and Manish in one of Delhi’s renowned market. Through phone Hemant Jiju and Manish already knew that up to an extent we have succeeded in our intentions and first statement he spoke when we got face to face with him was

“well done meri Chuddakdon…I am proud of you…” we both, me and Gunjan Didi first hugged each other’s husband and then our own to reflect our happiness and in next one hour while sitting in one coffee shop we explained Hemant Jiju and Manish everything we did and spoke with Harsh and assured them that he is entirely trapped in our lust.

Now it was time to plan further, that what we can suggest Harsh to agree Chhaya and everybody came up with one or another opinion but nothing clicked because we did not wanted to reveal this truth to Harsh that we know the core reason of the differences they were having,

once Manish suggested to reveal this fact that we know everything but Hemant Jiju and Gunjan Didi both denied that suggestion and ultimately we left everything on Harsh’s way of doing it. From the chit chat we all had over this, it was confirmed that in the night I will be having sex with Harsh and with Hemant Jiju too but unfortunately for the time being males were suppose to wait for Chhaya to come to their bed.

After discussing everything in detail we reached to one Cineplex and booked ticket for the show, plan was to reach late at home, purposely not to help Chhaya for the dinner so that she gets tired and sleeps early and it happened like we needed. We reached back home around 8, just before the dinner time, by then Harsh was back home and Chhaya was done with the preparations of dinner.

We casually said sorry to Chhaya for getting late and told her that we suddenly made a plan of watching movie. I looked at Harsh to get a glance of her facial expressions and I must say that he was in the state where he could not take his eyes off from me and Gunjan Didi, he was staring at us with wide open eyes and seemed heavily aroused.

It can be easily assumed that all day long he must be occupied with whatever happened with him in the morning and what all can happen with him in the night and his that mental state was evident to us on her facial expressions.

Anyway we females started setting the dining table for our last dinner in the house, obviously of this trip and Hemant Jiju and Manish casually took Harsh along with them in the room to speak to him. Now I am writing down couple of statements which I know Hemant Jiju spoke in the room where I was not present, “maine suna aaj subah tune bahut pella meri biwi ko”

Hemant Jiju spoke to Harsh on the very first moment as they got alone, Harsh did not replied to his words and kept on looking into his eyes with some blushing and smile, “ab raat ko isski biwi ko pellna…hum bhi dekhenge” Hemant Jiju spoke again and told him that he has to fuck Manish’s wife that is me in the night.

Ultimately both the males, Manish and Hemant Jiju while getting fresh and changing their cloths into nightwear spoke to Harsh about everything and Harsh accepted that he wants to join our group and he will try convincing Chhaya for all this. Eventually all males came out of the room and we all settled down to have dinner.

Occupying all six chairs we all were sitting on the dining table and casual chit chat over the products Chhaya was making for that designer and also about the movie we saw started. Apparently everything was fine, but Harsh was little conscious because I was sitting next to him and his timid gesture was forcing me to behave mischievous with him and I intentionally touched

his hand while passing him bowls and smiled whenever he looked at me, couple of times I touched his bare feet with my feet under the dining table and like this within one hour dinner ended. Time was bit passed to 9 and like we all were expecting Chhaya was very tired with a heavy head but opposite to her we all were quite energetic,

we settle down in the living room with a TV and casual chit chat and intentionally involved Chhaya into it just to increase her desperation for the sleep and like we were expecting she seemed sinking with every passing second. To add on Chhaya’s tiredness after some time Hemant Jiju came up with an idea of playing cards and asked Chhaya if she can make coffee.

Chhaya agreed to that and we two got up to make the coffee and Harsh came up with the pack of cards. By the time we made coffee while standing in the kitchen we saw rest four playing cards, once again apparently everything was moving naturally but deep inside including her husband everybody was waiting for Chhaya to say that she is going to sleep and it happened soon after that.

We two came up with 5 mugs of coffee, intentionally Chhaya did not prepared coffee for herself and when everybody asked the reason she said she wants to sleep and she will not be able to stand for long. Just then Gunjan Didi came up with an idea of playing cards in the bedroom in comfortable postures where males were slept last night and everybody agreed to that.

Chhaya wanted to go to sleep just then but as she said that Gunjan Didi stopped her and told her to wait for 10-15 minutes by saying that she herself is also tired and she too wants to sleep but after couple of games.

Chhaya waited for Gunjan Didi and finally like it was planned by us in the evening itself after couple of hands and finishing her coffee Gunjan Didi got up to go along with Chhaya and she took my son along with her so that all three men including his own father can enjoy his mom on the bed without any hurdle.

Suddenly including my own husband I was alone with three males in the room and now I knew that within few more minutes I will be having zero clothes over my body. Certainly it was just not Harsh who was desperate to fuck me, rather both the other males; my husband Manish and Hemant Jiju were also heavily aroused and as I was the only female available to them to tranquilize there lust and I was assuming that they all will fuck me one by one.

After hardly couple of minutes of Gunjan Didi’s exit we all; I, my husband and Hemant Jiju received text from Gunjan Didi at the same time and it was “don’t do anything until I say yes…she might come back”.

As instructed we continued playing the running hand calmly without showing any hurry but even after a clear warning Hemant Jiju touched me over my breasts and spoke out couple of statement like “Chaitu aaj to tu gayi… raat bhar mein hum tujhe Chod Chod ke laal kar denge” also

“Chaitu tere liye better hai tu change kar le…Gunjan ka sms aate hi humne tere kapde faadne shuru kar dene hain”. Like Gunjan Didi said Chhaya came to the room again just to pick up medicine box, fortunately that instant we were not doing any mischief, rather as Jiju suggested I was gone inside the washroom to change.

Since morning I was wearing formal Salwar-Kameez, intentionally with whole marital make up and ornaments, make up like, Maang mein Sindoor and all and ornaments like Bengals, anklets and Mangal Sutra, which we North Indians consider it proud symbol of marriage.

Anyway Chhaya went back within a minute after taking a box of medicine and by now I was wearing lose Pajama and a t-shirt as a night suit and intentionally I did not thought about taking off my ornaments from my body because it has its own kind of sex appeal and it is very arousing for males,

especially Mang mein SInddor and Mangal Sutra because it gives a direct massage that this particular female is committed and faithful to her wedded husband and. Apparently after I came back we continued playing cards and but virtually no one was interested in that, at least I was somewhat desperate to get out of my clothes but we still had to wait for Gunjan Didi’s signal

and finally once again it came on all three mobiles at the same time and it was just one word “shoo” (often used with dogs to tell them to attack). My god! Truly speaking friends I cannot forget my feeling of that moment, I was wet and dripping in my panties and I can say for any female it was arousal at its height.

I was expecting that as soon as we will get a green signal from Gunjan Didi all three males will attack on me, at least Hemant Jiju will do that and deep inside I wanted them to fuck me like a bitch but it did not happened, Hemant Jiju behaved just opposite to that because he wanted to serve Harsh first.

Hemant Jiju and I both read the massage at the same time, Hemant Jiju told Manish to bolt the door from inside and he himself started collecting all the cards calmly and as Manish was done with the bolting the door, Jiju spoke to Harsh “Harsh Nanga kar issko” Harsh was still bit timid, from his face I could see that his heart was pounding,

he just smiled a bit over whatever Hemant Jiju told him to do, next Hemant Jiju spoke to Manish “Manish aakar Nanga kar apni biwi ko…” Manish came from behind and lifted my t-shirt, I raised my arms and in a moment I was sitting on the bed just in bra on my upper half.

“Harsh bra ka hook tu kholega….” Hemant Jiju spoke to Harsh this time and told me to move to Harsh without saying anything by just moving his head and I followed him, I moved to Harsh and turned around. Finally Harsh unhooked my bra and my massive fruits came out of the tight cage. “tera pajama main uttarunga…..”

Hemant Jiju spoke again and before I would have understood anything he pushed me on bed and pulled down my lower in a moment. Now I was lying on the bed between three males just with a panty on my body and to remove my panty once again Hemant Jiju spoke to Harsh “Harsh…uttar isski kachhi aur bhog lagga isski Chut kaa”

I myself turned my legs to Harsh so that he can take off last cloth from my body and Harsh did that calmly. He extended his hands to my waist and I lifted my bottom to help him. Wearing just ornaments like anklets, bangles and Mangal-Sutra I was stark naked now and as my panty went off from my body intense aroma of my pleasure juices got spread all over the room

and once again it was Hemant Jiju who commented on that, “hmmm….kya khushboo hai…Chaitu mera mann kar raha hai tujhe poora faad dun” “to faad do naa…maine kab manna kiya hai” I replied back. “Nahi…pahle Harsh tera bhog lagayega…fir hum tera Langar khayege (Langer term is used for the food served at spiritual places).

“Manish khol isski taange achhe se….” Hemant Jiju spoke to my husband and told him to spread my legs and then spoke to Harsh “aur tu ghus jaa isski Chut mein…khaa jaa issko” As Jiju said Manish moved from my behind and lifted my legs up spreading my fleshy thighs my wedded husband folded me into my half, now my fuckhole was almost facing roof and Harsh was sitting just in front of my opened treasure.

I was clean shaven, wet and flooding like a bitch in heat and now Harsh has to dive into my love pool to taste my juices, but he was hesitating a bit, even though according to Chhaya he use to love oral sex, may be he was not use to off this much of wetness. “Harsh lagga bhog jaldi…taaki humen bhi Prasad mille” Hemant Jiju spoke again, this time to Harsh and told him to hurry up in his way.

Harsh looked at Hemant Jiju with a mild smile and in a fraction Hemant Jiju red his brain that he is hesitating in sucking my fuckhole and for that he spoke “beta ye Amrit hai Amrit…pee jaa issko…sau saal jiyega…aur to aur… humara group join karne ke baad tu iss Amrit mein nahayega”.

I must say that like Gunjan Didi Hemant Jiju is also a master in making spontaneous statements, which can arouse anybody up to any height. That instant while getting folded into my half with an opened fuckhole I was breathing intense, I was literary dying to get ragged like a bitch and Hemant Jiju’s words were adding fuel to my arousal.

Finally I lost my patience and spoke in sensual voice “Harsh please…jaldi karo…faad do meri Chut ko…ghus jaao isske andar…please yaar….suck me” “Ohhh…..” finally I gasped in pleasure of getting touched by a male tongue at my fuckhole. Harsh started licking my pleasure hole calmly, my god…I was dying to get sucked madly but Harsh was slow and very timid in eating my fuckhole,

in a way his tongue was coming out his mouth, touching my fuck opening and going back, I was grunting in desire of getting sucked like I use to get sucked by Hemant Jiju and Bhanu Bhaiya. I wanted to push Harsh into my fuckhole but it was difficult for me to do, as I said holding my legs from my ankles and keeping my thighs apart my husband Manish was folding my body into half

so that Harsh can get full access of my fuckhole and my hands could not reach to Harsh but somehow after trying a bit I stretched my arms and reached to Harsh scalp and pushed him down into my fuckhole and spoke out in lust laden tone “Harsh suck karo issko….poora ghus jaao isske andar”.

My act of pushing Harsh into my fuckhole and asking him to suck me increased Harsh’s speed a bit and he started licking me better but still he was no way near Hemant Jiju. “Harsh Chut faad ke andar ghus jaa issske…ye Kutia hai…ye aise nahi satisfy hogi” this time Hemant Jiju spoke and called me bitch. Harsh was doing his best but still I was not getting the pleasure I needed.

As Hemant Jiju spoke that or somewhat instructed him how to suck me Harsh stopped and looked at Jiju. “Don’t hesitate… we all do this…suck her hard…muhn ghusaa de andar aur Chus isski Chut jaise aam chuste hain…faad de issko aaj” Hemant Jiju spoke and provoked Harsh in his way and once again Harsh started and this time he was far better.

“ohh…..” I groaned loud this time from the very first moment Harsh was bit rough over my fuckhole with his thick tongue and from his initial gesture I could make out Harsh has got excited. As Harsh tried to bury his face into my fuckhole bit more my husband widened my thighs further apart and I cried in pain of getting stretched more than my ability.

Finally Harsh overcame his hesitation completely and I felt his thick and rough tongue going inside my pleasure hole and in a moment he was rolling his tongue inside my fuckhole madly. I was moaning and trembling like I wanted to and could see that gradually Harsh is behaving like an animal with my fuckhole,

his excitement rose further high and he started eating my fuckhole by chewing my thick and fleshy outer labia and sucked my opening to take out everything I have in my fuckhole. Slowly I was reaching to the point where I could not bear the pleasure I was getting but still I was starving more and more of that pleasure and show my desperation once again I held Harsh’s scalp in my hands and started pushing him deeper into my hole.

My act excited Harsh even more, he held my thighs with his hands and pushed my bottom bit away from him to get better access of my love opening and went deeper into my womb and fenced my inner virginal walls crazily with his rough tongue and went on going sucking me like a hungry dog.

My l husband was holding me hard from my ankles and my legs were pointing roof and I was moaning loud and could not control my gasps. Hemant Jiju instantly kept his hand over my mouth and spoke out in excitement “Harsh aaj maar daal is Kutia ko…aur agar tune chhod diya to main maar daalungaa issko”.

Hemant Jiju’s words aroused me so much that suddenly I started trembling strangely and just in a fraction I was at the verge of explosion and desperately wanted to stop Harsh, I was in the state in which I could not utter anything rather I could not even moan to reveal my pleasure because Hemant Jiju was shutting my mouth.

I tried set myself free but Manish held me harder, I tried to stop Harsh by pushing him with my hands but Hemant Jiju overcame my physical efforts and held my both the wrists tight, one under his knee and other with his hand told Harsh to go on sucking my fuckhole

“Harsh Chusta Jaa….nikal de aaj isski saari garmi” and Harsh did what Hemant Jiju told him to do and he not only kept on sucking and chewing my fuckhole like an animal, he also tried to insert his finger into my pleasure hole.

Certainly I was desiring all this from the very first moment, it was a sexual pleasure which every slut like me dream to get from the male but at that moment that pleasure was going beyond my ability to bear and my own body was out of my control. My thighs were trembling feverishly, my whole body was shivering as if I am feeling extreme cold,

I desperately wanted to release my pressure but Harsh was not ready to stop, rather I would say Hemant Jiju was not letting him stop by provoking him with his erotic words like “Khaa Jaa isski Chut ko….” and just then Harsh somehow dipped down his thick finger into my fuckhole along with chewing thick flesh of my love hole and within few more seconds of desperate digging of my

love hole I felt as if I will die in this pleasure and somehow released my hand from Hemant Jiju’s grip and pulled Harsh’s hairs to stop him. This time Harsh stopped and all three men released me so that I can relax but I went breathless for few seconds, I could not even scream or moan in pleasure and just hummed in a very strange voice for bit long,

Hemant Jiju once again kept his hand over my mouth to control my voice and finally I started to release my pressure while jerking my lower half with sudden jerks. Holding the pillow tight on which I was resting my head I squeezed my fuckhole between my thighs and started feeling my fuckhole discharging river of pleasure juices from deep inside.

 

[The Mask Editor]

Chapter 27

While lying almost in the middle of the bed I was feeling exhausted and including my wedded husband Manish all three men were sitting around me and smiling on my state. For an instant I would say I was really very surprised from the way Harsh sucked me in the end, he conquered his hesitation very fast and sucked so madly that I could not believe it and like morning,

once again he proved that as far as passion for sex is concerned he is nevertheless than other two best fuckers of our group. Anyway seeing me puffing Hemant Jiju spoke to me, “abhi to Harsh shuru hua hai…isske Chodne ke baad hum dono bhi tujhe udhedenge” and then after a pause he spoke again “raat bhar mein teri ye Chut gatar ban jaayegi”

I smiled a bit on Hemant Jiju’s words and just then we got a knock over the door. We all got conscious, Jiju asked who is it and Gunjan Didi spoke out from the other side. Collecting my clothes I instantly ran to washroom. Jiju opened the door when he saw that I have reached to the washroom.

Fortunately it was just Gunjan Didi and heard her asking about me “Chaitu kahan hai…?” and after hearing Jiju’s voice addressing me I came out of the washroom. Without wearing any undergarments by now I was back in my clothes and as Gunjan Didi saw me in clothes she asked me in surprising tone

“arre tu single piece mein hai… aur kapde bhi pahne hue hain?... Mujhe to lagga tha aab tak in teeno ne tujhe beech mein see faad diya hoga” “abhi to Harsh hi over nahi hua…ye dono to abhi baaki hain….” I replied to her with a smile, “tu Harsh aur Hemant ke liye hai…Manish ke liye main hun…” Gunjan Didi spoke back in somewhat informing tone “aap bhi aa rahe ho?”

Manish asked her back “haan…thoda sa aur wait karke…Chhaya has taken a pill to sleep” Gunjan Didi replied back to Manish and then looked at Harsh and asked him “does she take it very often…?” “haan…from last 2-3 months” Harsh replied back “do something this is not healthy…”

Gunjan Didi spoke back to Harsh with serious gesture and then after a pause spoke again “she seems going into some kind of depression” and suddenly atmosphere in the room started changing. “I request you jo bhi differences hain…unko khatam karo, it’s up to you…not to her” Gunjan Didi spoke again to Harsh and from her gesture I could make that now she has realized Chhaya’s mental state.

“I assure you humara group join karne ke baad tum dono ki life mein se depression word vanish ho jaayega…” this time Hemant Jiju spoke and tried to relax the atmosphere by speaking up in the continuation “bhai tu Chut se bahar aayega tab to depress hoga…” and then added “aur Chhaya ko bhi rest karne ke liye khud ko toilet mein band karna padega….nahin to koi na koi Lund usske andar ghussa hi rahega”.

We all smiled a bit on Hemant Jiju’s words, his words changed our mood a bit and next just to end the subject of conversation and to resume my fucking Jiju raised his hand to Harsh and asked him to promise by saying “forget everything…jo ho chukka ussko bhul jaa… just promise ki you will try your best….” And in response Harsh placed his hand over Hemant Jiju’s palm.

Next while holding his palm Hemant Jiju spoke to Harsh again “chal abb Chaitu ka Langar karte hain…ab hum doni hi hain….ek candidate kam ho gaya hai” next once again he spoke this time to my husband Manish “chal le aa apni biwi ko dobara Nanga karke…” Manish followed what Hemant Jiju told him to do and took off my top, I myself drifted down my lower and got stark naked again.

“abb aap Nanga karo apni biwi ko mere liye” this time Manish spoke to Hemant Jiju, he told him to make Gunjan Didi stark naked for him for which Hemant Jiju replied “abbey wo tujhe Nanga karegi….jaise hum Chaitali ka Langar kar rahe hain wo tera Langar karegi” and as Hemant Jiju ended Gunjan Didi spoke “abhi nahi…thodi der baad….I think now I should go back…”

with that Gunjan Didi left the room to stay with Chhaya for some time, just to assure that she is in deep sleep. Manish bolted the door from inside and Hemant Jiju spoke to me “aaja jaldi…nikal bahar isska Lawda aur Chus…jaise issne teri Chut chusi thi…..” “aap dono bed se hatt jaao…. Bed par sirf main aur Harsh rahenge” I spoke while climbing on the bed,

Manish was already off from the bed and as I said that Hemant Jiju got up and sat down on the chair which was kept in the corner. Now it was just me and Harsh who were on the bed and including Hemant Jiju my husband was watching me fucking with a new projected member of our group. I started taking off Harsh clothes and just in couple of minutes like me he was also stark naked.

Harsh was on his knees and I was sitting in front of him on the bed to serve him oral pleasure. Because of serious conversation over his personal life by now his erection was lost and he was having almost limping Penis. I took his shrunk monster in my hand and started moving to and fro and at the same time started massaging his heavy balls with the other hand and just in a fraction

Harsh started grunting in pleasure, he closed his eyes to feel the pleasure till his soul. Harsh started gaining a bit and I felt him leaking, tip of his monster was wet and dripping and to taste his gunk I slowly took him into my warm and wet mouth and started sucking him tenderly. I was confident about what I was doing, after all being a slut more than a year was past and I knew what fresh male like Harsh would love in this.

I did not tried to peel of foreskin of his thick Penis and while sucking it with lot of warm saliva I pulled out bit of its skin up with my lips and sucked that too with lot tenderness and Harsh started gasping in extreme pleasure, slowly he was growing hard in my mouth and now I could clearly feel that he has thicker Penis as compared to Hemant Jiju.

I sustained focusing on Harsh’s monster tip and continued pulling it out with my lips and rubbed my tongue over that repeatedly and very soon impact of my tenderness was visible over his gesture and he started moaning intensely in delight.

Slowly I increased my saliva and started taking his thick monster deep in my warm mouth and sucked him tenderly while moving and out of my mouth and felt him growing harder and harder in my mouth with his pleasure gasps.

Along with sucking him tenderly my hands were jerking his penis, I was somewhat moving his skin up and down while taking care that it will not get down completely and like that I continued sucking Harsh with my full affection.

Harsh was still on his knees but unknowingly I don’t know when while sucking him I took doggy posture and my massive was facing Hemant Jiju and it is really difficult for him to keep his mouth shut. “Chaitu kisi din maine teri Gaand ki seal todni hai….” While looking at my fleshy ass mounds or probably also its tiny opening Jiju spoke from behind.

I heard that and stopped sucking Harsh’s Penis and turned around to see Hemant Jiju, after taking out his monster from his lower he was moving it up and down with his own hand. At my end it was just fraction of moment when I thought about replying him and without realizing anything spoke out whatever came in my mind and it was

“Main apni Gaand ki seal aapse nahi khulwaaungi, iss mein pahla Lund Harsh ka jaayega…. jab wo Chhaya ko manna kar humare group mein le aayega”. Oh God still I can’t believe how I spoke that, rather I did not stopped even there and spoke again this time to Harsh while looking up into his eyes “Harsh main pahli baar apni Gaand aapse marwaaungi …bus aap Chhaya ko le aao humare group mein”.

Those who do not understand Hindi much I think I must detail them at least this statement. I don’t know how in rising lust I committed to Harsh that I will give him my anal virginity to him if somehow he will agree Chhaya to join our group. Suddenly my words made Harsh going bizarre and he groaned bit louder, I was still holding his monster in my hand and I felt him going hardest of life.

I started sucking him again and slowly I pushed him a bit to make him lie down on his back and spoke “late jaao…aur lene do apna mota Lund mujhe apne andar… main subah se taras rahin hun iske liye”. As I said Harsh lied down on his back and I climbed over him and holding his thick monster straight I sat down on him, “ahhhh….”

I groaned loud and raised my head in pleasure as his thick penis touched wet my opening, I rubbed him over my fuckhole “Ohh…….God” this time Harsh gasped in extreme delight and arced his back a bit. I further sat down and moaned loud as I felt his monster searing into my desperate fuckhole.

Finally I was sitting on Harsh’s thighs after taking his entire length in my flesh and pleasure was incredible for both of us. We both were highly aroused and with I a minute I started seducing my sister’s husband. By now while being an audience of my fucking, along with Hemant Jiju my wedded Husband Manish was also jerking his Penis after taking it out from his lower.

I was moving up and down, to and fro over the husband of my cousin sister and we both were moaning and grunting in pleasure while looking at each other shamelessly. Initially it was me who was milking Harsh’s monster by fucking myself with it but soon Harsh also came in rhythm and holding my waist he started moving my body slowly to suit his pleasure.

I don’t know what I was feeling at that time; I was riding on Harsh like he was desiring, with very gentle pace, just to deliver my best to Harsh with a hope that in compensation, even if he will not able to convince Chhaya for swinging, keeping his ego aside he will at least keep my sister Chhaya happy.

I leaned over him and tried to invade his mouth and Harsh instantly welcomed me, we kissed like lovers for long and exchanged our saliva. “Harsh promise karo mujhse…kuch bhi ho jaaye…aap Chhaya ko khush rakhoge….Hamesha” I spoke to him while looking into his eyes closely after breaking the kiss and continued moving my massive bottom up and down to drive his thick erection in my wet fuckhole.

“I promise…main aap logon ke jaate hi uss se baat karunga…I promise…sab theek ho jaayega” Harsh spoke in rising excitement and continued jerking himself up and down in the rhythm. While locking his hands around my back Harsh was holding me close and my immense milks were getting crushed with his torso and as he promised me that I started kissing him again and again it was a deep and passionate kiss.

We ate each other nicely and I invaded my tongue his mouth again while getting myself fucked from behind. I was getting excited, so was Harsh, our moans and gasps were clearly telling our state and gradually excitement rose so much in me that once again I started taking driving seat and started moving myself over him rapidly.

I got up and resting my hands over his chest began to fuck myself with deep, skewering thrusts while rocking my own fleshy hips steeply up and down, to and fro and drove his thick inflamed erection in and out of my wet fuckhole like a bitch.

My heavy, hot and swollen, breasts were moving erotically with my up and down thrusts, my long and thick nipples were getting stiffer and stiffer in excitement, my golden Mangal-Sutra, holy symbol of my marriage and faithfulness for my husband was rocking on my bare breasts and my bangles were also making sound in the rhythm.

I and Harsh were going crazy with everything happening between us that instant. My speed of fucking myself was increasing and as his thick monster went on rubbing inner walls of my fuckhole after stretching my virginal muscles to maximum again and again I went on going bizarre,

it was a kind passion which I never experienced in me while fucking any of the four males of the group not even Bhanu Bhaiya who was best fucker among all four. "Yes, Harsh, yes...hanh... uhhhh hanh uhh.... Oh yes... oh God yes...” I was grunting and expressing my pleasure, I was going crazy in lust so was Harsh, he tried to pull me and I leaned over him,

we kissed again for few seconds and then Harsh started controlling my movements, extending his arms he griped my ass mounds tightly and slowed down my to and fro movement to suit his pleasure. I wanted to make him cum in this single stretch and in the same posture but Harsh killed my passion by slowing down my speed and in a moment I fell over him like a dead body.

Neither Harsh was over nor I was up with a releasing my pressure but we remained tied with each other for a minute. Finally Harsh moved a bit and I rolled down to bed on my right and looked around, while jerking his Penis back and forward my husband was sitting on floor and Hemant Jiju was still at the corner of the room, on the chair with his monster in his hand.

He was jerking himself fast and seemed as if he is reaching to the peak of excitement “Chaitu tujhe aaj main Chod Chod ke maar daalunga … Saali Kutia…aaj tak tune kabhi mujhse nahi Chudwaya iss tarah” Jiju was getting aggressive, his tone of abusing me was telling his state. Just then we got a light knock on the door and we all heard a whispering voice saying “kholo…”

It was none other than Gunjan Didi and she wanted to come in to join us in fucking party. Though Jiju did not stopped jerking his monster but he slowed down his pace and continued looking at me. Manish opened the door and Gunjan Didi entered in the room, “kya hua…Chod diya Harsh ne issko?”

Gunjan Didi asked as she saw me and Harsh lying tired beside each other and once again it was Hemant Jiju who spoke out to reply her with same sort of words “Gunjan teri bahan ko aaj main maar daalunga….Saali Raand…! tujhe maloom hain na main kitna pyar karta hun iss se…? aaj tak mujhse nahi marwai iss ne iss tarah….Kutia Saali…Gaand bhi Harsh se hi marwaayegi apni”

and with that once again Jiju’s excitement rose and he regained his pace of jerking his monster and within a minute he seemed going far from the point where he could control his discharge. “Ohhh….” Finally it happened, Jiju squirted out his load with a loud moan, leaving a tiny opening he squeezed tip of his monster and we all witnessed massive amount of white jizz coming out of his monster in thin and powerful stream.

For an instant Hemant Jiju was spent, because of my passionate love making with Chhaya’a husband he was feeling envy and that made him going beyond his control. Truly speaking since then I never saw him losing his control over his desire and it happened just because of me.

Raising and resting his head on the back Jiju was puffing with closed eyes and after regaining a bit as he opened his eyes, resting my head on my elbow he saw me smiling while lying naked on the bed and now once again I was expecting something of his kind from him and he uttered “galti ho gayi…ye saara maal mujhe tere muhn ke andar chhodna chahiye tha”

I smiled bit more over his words and anger spoke back “I love you” and kissed in the air to reveal my feeling to him and he replied to me with a word “shut up”. “So now it’s just me and Manish?” Gunjan Didi asked us, “No we are not over…main thak gayi thi…” I replied to her question. “Chhaya sow gayi?” this time I asked her, “haan… now she will not get up” Gunjan Didi replied confidently.

Next I turned around to Harsh who was lying beside me on the same bed and covered his body partially and once again without bothering presence of three more people in the room we started kissing. Slowly while exploring his mouth my hands reached to his monster, though it was not limping but it was not even erect and I continued jerking him with some pace, just to make him harder.

Gradually Harsh started turning and ultimately took me under his body and we kissed for really long. He tried to explore my mouth and I gave him full access and took his saliva into me. Slowly he moved down over my body and started brushing his lips over my neck and breasts.

I was moaning and grunting with the touch of his wet lips over my sensual zone and slowly he started sucking my long and erect nipples. I fed him as if he is my child and really enjoyed the way he played with my enormous breasts. I extended my hand to his Penis to check out level of erection and he was better than before. He was hard enough to enter inside me but I needed him hardest.

“laao thodi der Chus deti hun….aur achhe se khada ho jaayega” I spoke to him while looking into his eyes. Harsh released his weight from me and I got up to suck him again “69 karte hain” he spoke again. I looked around before getting into sucking posture with Harsh, all were watching me having fun and finally we; I and Harsh were lying sideways with folded legs inwards.

While taking around half of his length again and again in my mouth I was sucking Harsh’s thick Penis and slowly he was gaining more and more hardness and resting his head on my fleshy thigh Harsh was buried in my fuckhole like a dog.

He was doing his best to suck me and the place where I could feel his tongue moving inside my fuckhole I could easily make out that his face must be disappeared into my massive thighs and in a moment I heard that from Hemant Jiju “ye to sach mein ghus gaya poora isski Chut mein”.

I must say that particularly in that posture Harsh was doing great job with his tongue, his tongue was moving all around my fuckhole, sometimes he was licking me over my thick labia and sometimes he was sucking my juices from deep inside.

At my end I was also giving my best and like last time I focused over the tip of his Penis and kept on simulating his monster by pulling out its skin along with massaging his balls. I can say within five minutes of nonstop sucking in position 69 we were up with the things, Harsh was at its maximum and now once again it was time for proper fucking.

Hemant Jiju was sitting where he was but by now Gunjan Didi was sitting beside my husband on the floor, though I could not see them doing anything, I don’t know if while watching us having fun if she was jerking my husband’s Penis to pleasure him.

Harsh got up and did what he was suppose to do, he crawled over my overweight body, holding my thick fleshy thighs he tried to spread my legs by widening them and holding his thick, rigid and throbbing Penis guided himself to my opening and squeezed his monster into my flesh and pushed himself instantly deep into me and in a fraction I felt his balls pressing my fuckhole.

I moaned erotically in uncontrollable pleasure, once again he was inside me and now it was time for me to feel the pleasure of getting fucked while lying under him. Distending my fuckhole wide open Harsh kept on going deeper and deeper with every thrust and with in no time his long and thick monster was pulsating and vibrating inside me with very good pace.

Because of oral sex in posture 69 we both were heavily aroused and slowly I could feel pressure building inside me. Harsh banged himself on my fleshy body steadily. His powerful hips flexed again and again to take my senses off "AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" and I moaned again and again in a low lust-laden tone to express my pleasure.

Now I could feel the sensation in which Gunjan Didi was crying while lying under him in the morning and it was divine. Along with the new and good looking male face which I could see while getting fucked, I believe Harsh was having thickset Penis among all males and I wanted him all, every little bit of Harsh and I grabbed him in my ample arms and fleshy thighs,

widening my thighs I raised my legs till his waist to get him deeper in my flesh and crushing my huge melons with his hands and under his chest Harsh kept on going, his hips kept on rising and falling on my plump bottom and he continued fucking first cousin of his wife like a thirsty animal.

I was moaning erotically and I was not at all in condition to look around, including my husband all three must be watching me getting fucked like a bitch and continued enjoying passionate fucking of my sister’s husband like a slut. Harsh kept on kissing my face and licking my neck while fucking my wide open fuckhole and suddenly I started to gasp differently,

my fuckhole started to contracting over his monster, I was rising to the verge of explosion and sensing my state Harsh started moving in and out of my fuckhole even more rapidly "OH... OHh... uhh OHhhh.. Harsh…..Harsh ….Please……” As he started riding on me fast unintentionally I started chanting his name, I was not in state to bear more pleasure and I desperately wanted to explode.

From his pace and passion I could sense that Harsh was also more or less in same state, our gasps and moans were getting intense and we were reaching to our climax.
At last Harsh shoved down hard with a long and intense cry and his entire monster sank down deep between my fleshy thighs into my fuckhole and I just swallowed his whole length and thickness smoothly till the very end.

Harsh simply fell on me and held me hard and I immediately grabbed his body tight between my arms and wide open legs and tried gulp him into my fleshy body. As orgasm thundered through my body my body got rigid with tension. I orgasmed hard and trembled erotically while releasing my pressure.

Harsh also gasped erotically and kept on holding me tight while quivering in fucking pleasure and sighed in satisfaction as heat started erupting from his monster and in a moment I felt the hard spasm of his rod and ultimately he shivered in few short jerks and spewed out his hot gunk deep inside my womb.

Finally I was fucked by Harsh; husband of my another sister and as I mentioned he was fifth male of my life with whom I confronted on bed and certainly it was one of the best fucks I ever got and truly speaking friends at this particular moment when I have somewhat finished describing my first fucking experience with Harsh I am feeling wet and heavily aroused and feel like going to bed with him.

 

[The Mask Editor]

Chapter 28

Anyway anyhow it is not possible for me to get on bed with Harsh at this moment because I am just back from my second trip to Delhi and just to maintain the interest of readers for my further posts I would like to mention that on me second trip I was in Delhi for seven days and I have not only had plenty of sex with Harsh in Chhaya presence but I have also lost my anal Virginity to him.

Whatever while getting back on track to our first visit to Delhi at Harsh and Chhaya’s place I would say after having a blasting climax we both, me and Harsh were exhausted and when I looked around to see other things happening in the room I saw Hemant Jiju looking at me,

he was little calm because using his hand he was up with releasing his load once and I knew that soon he will be humping me like an animal and might fuck me for really long because once he was evacuated and usually second is more lasting for males as compared to first. On the other side Gunjan Didi and my husband were in confronting state.

I must say that our fucking session was so arousing for Gunjan Didi that she could not wait for us to end, so that she can get on bed with Manish. As I mentioned Manish was sitting on floor with his monster out in his hand and Gunjan Didi just started sucking his Penis while leaning on his crotch.

Though she was not sucking Manish from long but Manish was hard and more or less ready to plunge her fuckhole. I and Harsh got off from bed and I spoke to Gunjan Didi “bed par aa jaao”. They both; my wedded husband Manish and Gunjan Didi got up instantly and before they would have climbed bed both of them were out of there cloths.

Manish lied over my sister and they started with kissing, gradually Manish moved down over Gunjan Didi body and after sucking her big melons he reached to her fuckhole and buried his face between her thighs. As Manish started sucking Gunjan Didi I went inside the washroom to clean myself while Harsh wore his jockey and remained there to see everything happening.

It took me few minutes and when I came out Manish was still in same posture, doing his best he was sucking and chewing Gunjan Didi’s fuckhole. I was hardly at the door of the washroom when Hemant Jiju extended his arm and held my wrist and pulled me towards him and made me sit over his crotch.

By now Hemant Jiju was also out of his clothes and he was somewhat waiting for Gunjan Didi and Manish to end. While watching my sister and my husband in action hardly few feats away from me on the bed I somehow settled on Hemant Jiju’s lap and holding me lightly from my waist Jiju started caressing my milks with his hand.

Harsh was standing and watching both the couples, I could see that he also wanted to go to the washroom but he did not want to miss any action too. Gunjan Didi and Manish both were heavily aroused and could not control their desire, like Manish was eager to get inside Gunjan Didi;

she was also desperate to feel his monster in her fuckhole and without spending much time in oral foreplay they decide to fuck and we heard Gunjan Didi saying “Manish daal de abb…and don’t rush….achhe se Chod mujhe….”. Finally after licking her fuckhole for few more seconds my husband climbed over Gunjan Didi and Gunjan Didi instantly reached down to his Penis and guided it into her Fuckhole.

"Fuck me Manish… fuck me hard and long" Gunjan Didi like she use to, she hissed through clenched teeth while saying that. She was somewhat dying to get fucked like a bitch. Sensing Gunjan Didi’s state deep inside I was little worried for Manish, I wanted him to satisfy Gunjan Didi but somewhere I was scared that he might not be able to last for long in Gunjan Didi because excessive arousal.

Anyway Manish widened Gunjan Didi’s thighs with his knees and paused and rubbed his Penis tip over Gunjan Didi’s opening to make her shudder in pleasure and then flexing his heavy buttocks he went down into Gunjan Didi in one smooth piercing stroke.

Gunjan Didi gasped in delirious joy while tightening her fingers on Manish’s bulging arms and here at my end I felt Hemant Jiju trying to insert his finger in my fuckhole. We both; me and Jiju were stark naked and I was sitting on Hemant Jiju’s lap on the same chair from where I was watched by him having sex with Harsh.

While looking at couple in action I adjusted myself a bit on Hemant Jiju’s lap and widen my legs a bit to make space for him to insert his finger in my fuckhole and in front of my eyes Gunjan Didi grabbed my husband between her arms and fleshy thighs. Manish went on plunging his penis into Didi’s wet fuckhole deeper and started plowing Gunjan Didi’s love tunnel with steady speed

and Gunjan Didi started gasping erotically as she started getting fucked properly by husband of her younger sister. Fortunately Manish continued riding on Gunjan Didi steadily and seemed in his control and it was Gunjan Didi who was grunting intensely.

As they were facing away from me and Manish was stretching Gunjan Didi’s thighs wide apart with his legs I could clearly see her hot and wet fuckhole convulsing miserably on Manish’s throbbing rod. Soon Manish grunted and began fucking Gunjan Didi with deep, skewering thrusts, plunging his big penis steeply in and out of her cunt, his hips were snapping smartly with each thrust, his buttocks were flexing and unflexing in a powerful squeezing rhythm. While sitting behind them on Hemant Jiju’s lap I was also moaning mildly with rising desire of fucked again as now Hemant Jiju was moving his finger in and out of my fuckhole bit faster, standing bit far from us while rubbing his semi erect Penis over the cloth Harsh was enjoying watching Manish and Gunjan Didi having great time on the bed and there on the bed I could see Manish’s heavy balls pressing Gunjan Didi’s thick and swollen cunt-lips again and again as now he was burring his hard penis into my sister till the root of it.

Within a minutes time Manish rose up with his fucking pace and started fucking my sister with hard and short jerks and Gunjan Didi’s body started jerking and lurching rapidly on the bed under his thrusts, like mine with Harsh her large breasts were wobbling and jiggling furiously, I could not see them clearly but like mine her long nipples must be rigid and quivering.

Bed was quaking and whole room was filled with their combined cries, though their gasps were not loud but they were intense and I could easily make out that now things are going out of their control and they will not last for long.

Manish fucking pace went on increasing, may be Gunjan Didi’s rising cries were aggravating him to go crazy over her and finally I saw Gunjan Didi’s fuckhole spamming on my husband’s monster cock helplessly, her thighs tremble and Manish flung his head back and groaned and somewhat tried control his climax but orgasm swamped over him too.

Gunjan Didi shivered helplessly while getting shattered in powerful orgasm and my husband also dived deep into my sister’s pot to spew out his gunk and squeezed his heavy hips twice to release his load into her womb.

While crushing him in her arms and thighs Gunjan Didi moaned and whimpered in delight of getting a desired fuck from my husband and Manish released his entire weight over Gunjan Didi while puffing and tried to catch his breath. Done; Gunjan Didi and Manish were also done now and at my end I was once again ready to get on bed with Hemant Jiju.

Hemant Jiju was hard and I was wet and now I could make out that he will be fucking me with all his passion because few minutes back apparently he was reflecting that he is little angry with me, to be precise he was annoyed from the way I fucked with Harsh.

Gunjan Didi and Manish moved away from bed as there climax subsided and now I was expecting that Hemant Jiju will throw me on the bed but he looked at Harsh and spoke “chal aaja mil kar khaate hain issko”. Hemant Jiju invited Harsh to have three some sex with me and for me it was totally unexpected. “arre nahi aap karo…” Harsh replied back in bit of hesitant voice

“chal na yaar…sharma kya raha hai…” Hemant Jiju spoke out while trying getting up from the chair, “humari dictionary mein Sharm jaisa koi word nahi hai” while collecting her cloths this time Gunjan Didi spoke to him.

I understood what was Hemant Jiju trying to do, as such it was just Harsh who could bought Chhaya on bed for him and all other male members of the group and that instant Jiju was trying to lure Harsh as much as possible and in a moment I too reacted on his way and reached to Harsh and while saying “Chalo aao na Harsh” I tried to touch his crotch over the cloth,

Harsh hesitated a bit and held my hand but I continued and inserted my hand in his jockey and handled his semi erect monster and spoke in continuation “Jiju ke saath to main karti hi rahti hun…mujhe aapke saath enjoy karna hai” and then spoke again, “jaao washroom ho aao…aur achhe se wash kar lena apne Lund ko…mujhe Chusna hai issko”.

Finally Harsh went inside the washroom to clean himself to join me and Jiju again on the bed but I must say that the way Harsh reacted to me and my words I could see that he still had bit of shame in his gesture but I was sure soon he will be also like we all are, totally shameless.

Harsh went inside washroom and I got a moment to speak to Jiju about his rude behavior over my intense love making with Harsh “aap Gussa ho kya mujh se?” “Nahi…to…! tu to meri jaan hai” he replied back while taking me to the bed and spoke again “rather I am really happy…Harsh abb kahin nahi jaane waala…tune poori tarah fassa liya hai usse apne husn ke jaal mein”.

I smiled over his words and before I would have replied anything Harsh came out of the washroom after peeing and washing his monster properly. I was already on the bed with Hemant Jiju and he was playing with my luscious melons. “jaldi aajaa…ye intzaar kar rahi hai tera….” Hemant Jiju spoke to Harsh.

Harsh came to bed and just then Gunjan Didi announced that she is going back to Chhaya. Now it was just my wedded husband who was off from bed and Hemant Jiju called him too by saying “tu bhi aajaa…humari help kar apni biwi ki izzat lutne mein …” Manish bolted the door from inside and came to bed and like some time back I was all alone on the bed with three stark naked males.

My wedded husband took a place over my head as usually he gets a job of holding me and widening my fleshy thighs apart Hemant Jiju buried himself into my thighs and started sucking my fuckhole like a thirsty dog. Raising my arms I called Harsh close to me like a real slut and we started kissing.

Harsh was aroused; more than sufficient time was passed from his last evacuation and in that span, he witnessed Gunjan Didi and Manish fucking each other like animals and now he was getting ready for another session with me.

He kissed me nicely, licked every corner of my mouth and released his saliva in my mouth and from his overall gesture I could feel that gradually things like shame and hesitation was disappearing from his gesture too and and like we all use to, he too was enjoying having group sex.

Slowly I bought Harsh to my milks and by saying “Harsh innko Chuso…mera doodh piyo” I told him to suck them and Harsh started sucking my melons like a child. Down there Hemant Jiju was trying to suck me hard, I was moaning in intense pleasure, after really long time two males were enjoying me at the same time and slowly I could feel pleasure rising up to my soul as along

with getting sucked at my milks by Harsh I was getting a great licking over my fuckhole and along with that Hemant Jiju was invading my fuckhole with his finger.
“Harsh Neeche aaja…isski Chut ka operation karte hain….” “Manish pakad ke rakh issko” Hemant Jiju called Harsh at my lower half to explore my fuckhole and in continuation told my husband to hold me.

Now I knew what all was going to happen with me, Hemant Jiju has a some kind of fever of exploring a female fuckhole, he really enjoy watching females trembling in unbearable pleasure and exactly that happen with me within 5-10 minutes. Initially when Harsh reached down Hemant Jiju after widening my thighs painfully wide told him to suck me and Harsh started doing that nicely.

After a minute or bit more Hemant Jiju stopped him and started exploring my fuckhole with two of his finger and moved it all around my fuckhole. I was moaning in pleasure with bit of fear of getting explored like before in which Hemant Jiju was somewhat gone wild with me. “ye dekh ye Chaitu ka Clitoris hai….” Hemant Jiju spoke to Harsh while showing sensitive part of female genital and rubbed it with his finger.

“Oh….” I trembled crazily and tried to free myself and somewhat succeeded in that but my husband Manish held me again and Hemant Jiju continued showing his research on female gentile over my fuckhole and spoke “abb main issko Chusta hun…dekhio ye kaise pagal ho jaayegi”

and with that once again Hemant Jiju started sucking me and now his focus was just over my clitoris and like he said to Harsh with in a minutes time of getting sucked and flicked there I went crazy and started trembling with sobbing gasps. Jiju stopped and next he told Harsh to suck me there,

I was in bad state and Harsh could see that and he was hesitating a bit to torture me that way but Hemant Jiju insisted him by saying “tadpne de issko, …tu achhe se enjoy kar, ye jhadti hai to jhadne de issko”. Next my feet were once again folded inward and somewhat pointing roof, Jiju was holding them up and wide for Harsh and once again Harsh started sucking me and he sucked my clitoris this time.

I trembled again and gasped continuously but Hemant Jiju insisted him to keep on sucking me and soon I started trembling and could sense that I will not be able to last for long. Jiju stopped Harsh from sucking and widened my thighs, kept one under his knee and other on his shoulder and spoke “bus abb meri Chaitu ko wahan par thodi so rubbing Chahiye…..aur ye fat jaaygi”

and before I would have reacted to his words Jiju started rubbing my clitoris vigorously and ultimately squeezed it between his thumb and finger and in a moment I reached to my climax and started trembling while trying my best not to utter anything in loud voice.

I wanted to bring my thighs together but I could not, they were wide apart and Jiju was pressing one with all his weight to keep it apart with the other. Ultimately I exploded like a bomb with sudden joggles and started gasping in harsh voice for a moment it was breath taking for me but I can say during last event I was somewhat adjusted to it.

Jiju did not stopped playing with my fuckhole but he slowed down his pace of rubbing me there and in a moment kneeled down and sucked my fuckhole to have my pleasure juices till my orgasmed lasted and his lick during my release also made me shiver in strange pleasure.

I was spent but both the males were charged, especially Harsh who has surly never seen a female trembling in pleasure in such an erotic way and I would say that was the only reason why I did not even requested Jiju for not doing all that to me, I knew that in males perspective watching female in divesting pleasure is a most erotic view and I wanted to give that view to Harsh, just to enhance his desire to join us.

“Bus abb hum issko ek-ek karke pyar se Chodenge…..” “ye bahut achhi bachi hai…hum sabko apni Chut ka poora mazza deti hai” Hemant Jiju spoke out in continuation and from his words and gesture I could make out that he was aroused and feeling bit pity for me. He lied beside me and started kissing me nicely and explored my mouth completely and spoke to me after breaking the kiss,

while looking into my eyes closely “Chaitu I love you….tu bahut achhi hai…..” and then after a pause asked me “bol kisska andar lena hai pahle…mera ya Harsh ka?”

“aap daalo pahle…..” I replied back and in a moment I found that Hemant Jiju was riding on me, he invaded my fuckhole and started fucking me nice steady pace.

I was already spent few minutes back so I just have to enjoy getting fucked by two different men one by one. Hemant Jiju fucked me in typical missionary posture and explored my mouth for a while and after a minute or so stopped and by saying “aaja daal de” Jiju gave away my fuckhole to Harsh.

Harsh was excited and somewhat waiting for that and in a moment like Hemant Jiju he inserted his monster into me started riding on me. like this they gave each other my access one more time and for me it was incredible pleasure, I was experiencing getting fucked by two different men with almost similar fucking ability as Harsh and Hemant Jiju both were steady and did not seemed going to climax very soon.

“Chaitu Ghodi ban jaa” After fucking me couple of times in missionary position Hemant Jiju told me to get up and get into doggy posture and I simply followed what Jiju told me to do. In a moment while giving access of my fuckhole from behind I was on my four, “dekh kya mast chuttad hain isske”

while saying this to Harsh Jiju slapped my massive ass couple of times in excitement and told him to insert his Penis into my fuckhole from behind, “chal daal ab isski Chut mein peeche se”. “Ahhh….” I moaned loud as Harsh stood and touched his Penis over my opening from behind.

Ultimately I guided his monster into my fuckhole with my own hand and once again was I was moaning in pleasure getting fucked by one of my Sister’s husband with a steady pace. “Pail acche se issko…main isska muhn band karta hun” Hemant Jiju spoke to Harsh and moved on his knees to my upper half and inserted his Penis in my mouth.

My wedded husband was just an audience of my fucking session with two men at the same time, one was invading me from behind and other was fucking my face with his long monster. With a passing minute Harsh’s pace improved and holding my waist with both the hands Harsh started fucking me bit faster now and from his gesture I could see that he was getting excited

“Aa jaao ab aap” he called Hemant Jiju over my bottom to fuck me in that posture “nahi tu kar le…chhod de apna paani isske andar” Hemant Jiju told him to continue fucking me till his release in my fuckhole and in a fraction I felt Harsh going faster. While pumping my fuckhole with all his passion Harsh slapped his crotch over my bottom again and again and finally with a intense groan

he buried his thick Penis in my heavy pot and released his seed into the depth of my womb. Harsh was spent now and including morning’s session with Gunjan Didi it was his third and last evacuation of the day. “Chaitu jaa khali karke aa apni Chut” Next Hemant Jiju told me to wash out the gunk released by Harsh and I followed him like a good girl.

I came back to the bed and as Hemant Jiju said once again I took same posture and this time Hemant Jiju inserted his monster into me and fucked me like an animal for really long. I can say till then I could not feel any pressure building inside me but still I would say I was enjoying getting fucked with his hard and long Penis but extending his hand to my crotch once again Hemant Jiju tried to find out my clitoris and ultimately rubbed me there while pumping my fuckhole from behind. Once again I got a rub over my sensitive area I got excited and simply collapsed on bed but Jiju somehow continued fucking me along with rubbing my crotch which ultimately bought me to mild climax. After a minute Jiju also climaxed and hollowed his balls in my womb.

In a way that was the last fuck of our first tour to Delhi, but still I would like to write more because night did not ended there and very interesting thing happened after that. We all cleaned our self and wore back our clothes and mutually decided to eat something. Particularly at that hour of night we had an option of having fruits and to eat that we all came to living room and I started cutting it.

While lying beside Chhaya in the other room as Gunjan Didi heard some noise from outside; she also came out and joined us. Can say after 5-10 minutes when we were sitting casually on the couches while eating and laughing, suddenly Chhaya appeared in the living room, she stood bit far, near the dining, she was still in sleeping mode and could barely open her eyes in the bright light.

I must say fortunately particularly that instant none of us were in any objectionable state unless couple of minutes back, including Harsh we both the sluts were feeding males while sitting on their laps. Because of intense light Chhaya looked at us with partially opened eyes and then at the wall clock and then asked us that why didn’t we slept till now.

In response Gunjan Didi invited her to eat some fruit, she denied for that but tried to come closer to us but suddenly stopped and held the dining table to stood still, it was the effect of sleeping pill had taken and among all of us it was her husband Harsh who reacted to that instantly and reached to her in a moment and ultimately while holding her in his arm took her inside the bedroom.

“abb ye andar jaakar isski legga kya?” Hemant Jiju spoke out as they both disappeared from there and we all giggled on his words. “waise badi pyari lagegi ye neeche late kar Chillati hui” Jiju spoke out another nasty statement in regard of fucking a beautiful female like Chhaya.

Finally after spending around 5-10 more minutes in the living room we all decided to go to sleep in the other room as everybody with mutual consent decided to leave Chhaya and Harsh alone in the room. But as my son was sleeping in that room I wanted to get a glance of him and when I casually opened the door to see it I saw Harsh and Chhaya kissing.

“opps..I am sorry” I closed the door again and while standing on the door told Chhaya to take care of my son, that anyhow he does not go to the edge of the bed. Chhaya acknowledged my statement and somewhat assured me that she will take care of him. I moved back to the room where all three members of my fucking family were getting ready to sleep.

I gladly gave them and latest update that I have seen Chhaya and Harsh kissing and it bought smile to everyone’s face. Things changed remarkably over night at their end. As I knew because of some sort of ego clash Chhaya was not in physical touch with her husband from last six months,

in the morning when I asked Chhaya about knowhow of last night’s incident she told me that last night first Harsh said sorry to her and then kissed her and ultimately they slept in each other’s arms. With a naughty smile I asked Chhaya if they had sex before sleeping and she denied for that and told me that Harsh just took her in his arms, caressed her body and kissed her couple of times with lot of affection.

Apparently I showed bit of disappointment over her no for sex in last night but deep inside I already knew that even if he wanted to fuck her he would have failed in that because he was evacuated in me twice in the same night.

Just to give her a possible reason of change in Harsh’s attitude I told Chhaya that he must be feeling jealous from we two happily married couples and Chhaya accepted my point of view and thanked me for coming to Delhi and to her house.

Finally we boarded the train in the afternoon and left the town with more or less happy ending. Apart from this fact that he failed to fuck Chhaya on this trip Hemant Jiju was disappointed with another fact that instead of him it will be Harsh who will ultimately break the seal of my asshole.

For an instant just to keep reader’s interest alive for my next series of posts I would like to mention that after we all reached back, things changed surprisingly at Harsh and Chhaya’s end and ultimately we succeeded in corrupting Chhaya too.

Without going into much detail I would like to tell readers, once again to maintain their interest for my further posts that at this particular moment when I am almost up with writing my first trip to Delhi, I am just back from my second tour of Delhi and on this tour I have lost my anal virginity to Harsh.

Surely I will write all about my second trip to Delhi, because now mentally I cannot get away from writing my swinging experiences but I must mention this again that like last time I don’t know when my write up will get published on the blog and you all might have to wait for another year to read my anal experience with Harsh.

THE END

 

[Siraj Patel]

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