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One night, Anita and Amit were sitting in the living room and relaxing after dinner. Anita was wearing just a panty and a long night shirt without a bra whereas Amit was in his boxer shorts and bare chested.
`Hey Amit,’ She said, reading the local paper. `Listen to this. They are looking for people to join a massage class. They teach the “art of sensual massage”. Do you want to try it?’
`I suppose so. How much is it?’ Amit asked.
`It’s 200 bucks per person and its here. Just in the neighborhood. They start tomorrow night. I’m going to call them. Shall I?’ Amit nodded.
She called them and they said it was a small group. The idea was to have someone teach them how to give sensuous massages. They were both intrigued and figured that they could learn some techniques. They had a good sex life but what was the harm in trying to give it some extra zing?
The day came and Amit got home from work a little early so they could eat and be ready on time. Since massage was on the agenda, Anita put on a loose T shirt and a pair of jeans. She deliberately did not wear the bra. Amit too was similarly attired. They walked over to the apartment building address that they gave Anita. It was on the second floor of an old brownstone building and quite stylish. They rang the doorbell of the apartment and stood back, wondering if this was going to be worth it.
The door was opened by an attractive woman of about forty, dressed in a salwar suit and of attractive build.
`Hi. I’m Seema, are you here for the meeting?” She said, motioning them into a spacious living room. It was a room richly decorated and a few people were sitting on the oriental carpet on the floor. Amit introduced himself and Anita and their host beckoned them to have a seat. Amit took off his while Anita slipped off her sandals outside. They sat on the floor with the others and she made introductions.
There was Seema and her husband, a fiftyish man bringing a tray of drinks into the room, a plump couple in their thirties leaning on the couch and two single men, one was an effeminate thirty year old and the other was probably about the age of Amit and Anita.
Seema addressed the group. `Thanks for all coming, we are now all here. We had some other people call but you all know that people are unpredictable, right?” All nodded assent.
`Now, the purpose of the group is to learn massage techniques and I will be your instructor. First, I need to collect fifty rupees from each of you to be sure you are still serious.’ She continued to talk as she moved around the room, collecting money. `Have any of you ever given a massage before?’
No one raised their hands. She continued.
`Well, we will cover the main points tonight. Would anyone here be offended if we were to perform a massage here tonight?’ No hands.
`Okay, then. Let’s begin.’ She went on to describe the basic techniques of massage therapy and brought out a flip chart with anatomical drawings. It was an interesting talk.
`So,’ She said. “How about a volunteer for a live demonstration? We need someone young with a good body. I will do the massaging and all you need to do is lie there. How about you Anita?’
All eyes went to Anita who nervously looked around. Amit nudged her with his elbow when she did not respond.
`What’s it?’ she whispered.
`What about you?’ Amit said.
`No way. She may want the person to strip fully.’ Anita protested.
`Well these guys are all strangers and they appear to be decent. Nobody knows who we are and moreover they too are young. For all you know you may not have to strip fully.’ Amit explained. Anita still seemed to be a trifle hesitant. `Come on.’ Amit encouraged.
Anita looked up at Seema and said, `Okay. What do I do?’
`Come with me into the other room and I’ll show you.’ They walked into the next room, presumably set up with a massage table. From the other room, Seema’s voice could be heard, `Just get as comfortable as you like and lie under that sheet, we’ll give you a few minutes.’
She came back and they all made small talk for a few minutes and then she led them into the next room. As Amit had rightly guessed suspected, it was a room with a massage table in the middle, some other tables around the periphery of the room with piles of towels on them. Anita was lying face down under a sheet.
`Good. Anita. I am glad you were feeling confident enough to get that comfortable.’ Seema continued. Amit could see what she meant. The sheet was thin and Amit could see Anita’s outline quite well under the sheet. She was fully nude.
`Now, the rest of you just have a seat and I will begin.’ She motioned to stools around the periphery of the room and all sat down. Seema turned down the dimmer to bring the room to a peaceful twilight and then she turned up some peaceful music on the radio.
`Now, watch me carefully. I will describe each maneuver as I go. Remember the major moves, you can check me on that wall chart showing the anatomy.’ She rubbed her hands together to warm them and stood across the table from us, looking across Anita’s form to the rest of us. `Please don’t talk among yourselves but you can ask me questions as I work.’
She pulled down the sheet to expose Anita’s back, leaving it at about mid-waist level. The base of her well endowed breasts were visible with the nipples hidden in the bed. `Anita, you’ll tell me if you don’t want me to expose you too much, won’t you?’
`Yes, I will Seema, don’t worry about me. Its okay with us; this whole thing.’ She looked at Amit and smiled as they both remembered the mall incident.
Seema began to rub warm oil on Anita’s back and was kneading the muscles and Amit looked around the room. Everyone was riveted to Anita’s form and she seemed very relaxed. Amit thought that she was writhing a bit with pleasure.
`Anita, do you mind if I move the towel down lower?’ Seema asked.
There was a slight pause and then Anita reached down and threw the sheet on the floor. She was face down and completely nude. Her ass looked good and she had her legs slightly parted. The pussy lips could be seen albeit partly but Anita just kept her head on her folded arms and appeared to be fully relaxed.
Seema then moved down to her feet and began to work her way up right up from her feet to her legs with long slow strokes, very sensuous and lingering for a long time between her thighs. She took care to avoid getting entangled in Anita’s dainty anklets. She repeated the act again and very lightly and quickly pulled her buttock cheeks apart just to let the oil stimulate the rich nerve endings of that area. Amit again looked around the room. Everyone was speechless, looking at the scene of the pretty housewife being massaged in the nude.
Seema placed one hand over Anita’s low back and the other at the base of her neck and stood there a moment. Then she said `Okay Anita, you can turn over now if you want to.’
Anita looked at Amit, smiled and rolled slowly onto her back. Her nipples chocolate brown in colour were on end which was surprising to one who looked at them because of her fair complexion and she had a sensuous smile on her lips. Except for the carefully designed line of hair over her mound, her pussy lips too were visible. Besides Amit, the others who were present also appeared to be impressed with her beauty, poise and body confidence. Seema continued her massage, very professionally avoiding Anita’s nipples and crotch but Amit could see that Anita was enjoying the whole thing. Before long, the massage was finished and Seema stood back and spoke.
`Now look how relaxed she is. How do you feel Anita?’
Anita sat up on the edge of the table and smiled at all of them. `I feel great. This was a great massage. Thank you’ She stood up and stretched, still very naked, in front of all of them and sat back on the table again. Amit overheard a man telling his wife `Look, such body confidence and a beautifully shaped pussy!’ Amit turned and saw a look of admiration on the face of the couple.
Seema took over again and said, `Your drinks have been refreshed, lets go back into the sitting room.’
As the crowd walked out, Anita got up and went into another room to get dressed. Soon she joined the others in the main room. Seema made a point to invite them back, no charge next time because Anita was such a good subject.
It was after the massage incident that they made final plans for the Goa trip. Since the occurrence of both the happenings was merely incidental Amit decided to tell Anita that during the first incident at the dressing room, Dileep too had been present.
`I am sorry, love but I myself was not aware. It was only later that he told me that he too had enjoyed seeing you just like the others had. ` Amit said.
`God! I really don’t know what’s happening. But the silver lining is that he would have known that I was hardly the one exposing myself. You were the one upto all these naughty activities.’ Anita said.
`Yeah! I guess so. But imagine what I would have looked like when he told me. It is one thing to be doing it impetuously for fun when the crowd consists of unknown people as at the massage parlour.’ Amit said.
`Yes. Poor you but anyway what has been done can’t be undone.’ Anita replied cheerfully.
The next day Amit and Anita headed for their holiday at Goa.
The bookings had been done in a hotel that they had previously stayed in. It had a lovely stretch of beach covered with silver sands. There was however one quiet corner which most people did not know existed. Both Amit and Anita were eagerly looking forward to the time that they would be spending there especially in view of the recent exhibitionist streak that they had imbibed.
The first day they just spent in making love and unwinding. The hotel had a lovely pool with sparkling clear blue water and they made good use of it. This was followed by generous doses of red wine and finally a sumptuous dinner.
The next day dawned nice and clear. Anita put on the new bikini that she had purchased. Just as they were leaving, they received a message on their cell phone from Dileep that he too was in town and wanted to know the hotel they were staying in.
`What to do?’ they both asked one another and then they decided that there was hardly any choice except to ask him over.
`God, how am I going to face him? Again.’ Anita said blushing a beetroot red.
`Relax.’ Amit comforted her.
`I’ll try to but how can I rid myself of the knowledge that he has seen me nude?’ Anita said.
`Sure, he has but as you said it hardly reflects on you and well, what he has seen was surely nice and he would be having nice memories of it.’ Amit said with an impish grin.
`Easy for you to say so.’ Anita replied.
It so transpired that Dileep was not alone. He is for a marketing business of certain medicinal products and when he had an opportunity to visit Goa, he armed with the knowledge that Amit and Anita were there, brought his wife Kavita along as well. Just as Dileep and Amit were close friends, similarly Anita and Kavita too were close having been together in the university.
The first day they spent on the beach enjoying the sun. With the girls in their bikinis, Dileep and Amit were enjoying the sun and the awesome setting. They played in the surf. Dileep and Amit kept kidding the girls about going topless. They almost thought that their wives would oblige but both ended up chickening out. The next day they took the hand made maps the hotel had and went hiking back in the jungle area. It did have trails but was still really grown over quite a bit.
They saw one of the small streams and were still on the right path. The next stream they came to was fairly large and they took the trail that ran along the water. After about 30 minutes more of hiking they came to a beautiful small waterfall. It had a pool that was about 20 feet long and 30 feet wide. They stopped and ate lunch in the beautiful setting. Anita and Kavita made the comment that she wished she had her swimsuit. Dileep and Amit both looked at each other and both got a gleam in their eyes. They stood up and both took off their shirts and then their shorts. The girls started laughing and giggling. Amit started to jump in his boxers but Dileep started pulling his off. Amit kind of paused for a moment and then followed his lead.
The girls were really laughing and giggling now as Dileep and Amit jumped in. The girls had only seen their backsides until Dileep got up on a rock. Kavita looked at Anita and smiled.
`Men really are cool! Doesn’t really take them long to strip. That too in public. What if someone just walks across.’ Kavita said and Anita nodded.
`Yeah, he would be disappointed seeing just men nude. In fact his day would be made if the person who walks across were to see us naked.’ Anita replied.
`I think you are right.’ Kavita replied and they both laughed.’ Tell me, Anita, would you be able to do what our husbands are doing. I mean strip. We of course have seen one another nude and now we have also seen our, I mean you have seen my husband and I have seen your husband nude. I am just asking you whether anyone else has seen you topless/nude besides the regular guys like tailors, doctors etc and should we do it if these guys persist?’
Anita was silent for a while thinking about the two recent occurrences. ` I wouldn’t mind if its okay with you.’
`Okay, lets see how tomorrow is.’ Kavita replied
Dileep and Amit were both jumping off the rock which was just about three feet from the water and telling them they too should come it felt great. They had expected the girls to follow but they turned out to be far more demure. All they did was talk and laugh but it was obvious that they were positively enjoying what they were seeing.
They had a couple of swims and then finally got out and sat on the smooth rocks on the side of the pond to dry with their back towards their wives. It was in this position that they put on their underwears and got dressed.
They went back to the secluded corner of the beach the next day. It was a place that was not noticeable to one who did not know of its existence and hence was largely uncrowded..
`This is not fair.’ Dileep said addressing both the girls ` We showed enough spunk to strip fully and you did not have the courage or I would say the decency to join us. Very bad.’ He mock chided.
`Well, today you may have a bonus surprised.’ Kavita said. Obviously she and Anita had done some discussing. `If you will turn your faces the other side, we promise you will be suitably rewarded.’ The men dutifully complied while Anita and Kavita quickly stripped leaving just the bikini panty on.
Anita’s breasts were beautiful, full with just the slightest hint of sag, her chocolate brown nipples pointing slightly up. Just perfect. Amit at that moment felt proud at his wife’s lovely body and thanked her silently for all the work that had gone into making it the way it was. Anita had shaved her legs and bikini line. To this she always paid a lot of attention; just a little vertical line of hair above the pussy lips. nature had been kind to her and except for the pussy which required occasional shaping and the underarms, she was virtually hairless all over the body in sharp contrast to the thick mane of hair on her head. The advantage in getting rid of all the hair in additional to looking elegant was that she could decide even when nude whether to show the pussy lips or not. Of course she had not said this to Amit but this was the thought that had flashed in his mind when he had seen the tastefully shaped pussy. Kavita was fairer than Anita and though her breasts too were of the same colour, the nipples were pink and did not stand as erect as Aniita’s.
They took pictures all along with the digital camera but knew when they posed with their arms around each other there was defiantly a sexual feeling in the air. Dileep sat on one small rock and asked Kavita to sit on one knee which she promptly did. He then asked Anita to sit on the other knee. Anita hesitated for a while but then went ahead. Amit clicked the picture and found it quite erotic. Nobody was fully naked but the girls were topless. Dileep took a picture of Amit with the girls the same way.
They were in the cove and helping Amit with the food basket was Kavita while Dileep and Anita were walking in knee deep water. Anita’s nipples were erect but she appeared to be quite comfortable now with her topless status. The pendent of the gold necklace was seductively hanging between her breasts. It was at that moment that the whirr of a motorboat was heard and they could see a motorboat approaching. Kavita and Amit were hidden from the view by shrubs and rocks so while they could watch they couldn’t be seen. Taking advantage of the distraction caused by the motorboat, Dileep pulled at Anita’s panty string. Within no time she was nude. She was startled by this sudden act of Dileep’s and as she spun around to run back to where Amit and Anita were, Dileep held her firmly by the arm. There were two foreigners in the motorboat and they came within a distance of about ten feet of where Anita was standing fully nude her wrist in Dileep’s hand who was just not letting her go.
`Dileep is so wicked. Unnecessarily adding to Anita’s embarrassment.’ Kavita said. ` I’ll teach him a lesson.’ She promptly peeled off her own panty and walked casually to where Dileep and Anita were standing. It was perhaps a lucky day for the foreigners. They smiled and waived and after drinking in the site for about a minute turned and went.
As they left Dileep ran leaving her and she ran after him picking up sand and throwing it after him.
`Relax, you two.’ Amit said.
`You saw your pal. He pulled off my panty leaving me nude in front of those guys while he himself stood there grinning with his swimming trunks on.’ Anita said angrily.
`Easy, easy. Don’t get worked up, Anita.’ Kavita said and Amit concurred. ` All in jest so cool down.’ Anita however did not quieten down till she had thrown a good amount of sand on Dileep and also putting a heapful inside his swimming trunk which made him pull it off and go again into the water to wash it off. What amused Amit was that she did all the running around nude without bothering to find her panty.
Later on Kavita and Dileep were kind of wrestling on a sheet with Kavita on top and then they got down to the sand. Amit took a picture of them and kidded them that it will look like they were making love even though one could see his cock poking out from under where she was sitting. Later on that afternoon, they were again having similar sort of fun and Amit took another picture of them only this time the cock was not visible. He kept a close look on them and did notice that when she slid off of him that he definitely was in her, but Amit just smiled exchanged a meaningful glance with Anita and kept quiet.
After a while Kavita took a piece of ice and started teasing Amit with it. They all had had a couple of beers and inhibitions had been lost. She hopped up on top of him and the playful wrestling started again; this time with Amit. Kavita told Anita to get Dileep and take revenge for what he had done by pulling off her panty. Anita immediately pounced on Dileep and both of them ended upon top of the men with Anita virtually on top of Dileep and Kavita on top of Amit. In wiggling around, Kavita hopped up and sat on Amit’s cock. It did not go in her but she had his cock trapped between her pussy and his stomach. She was wiggling around still tickling him with the ice.
Amit glanced over at Dileep and saw him kind of lift Anita up and sit her back down on his cock so they were in the same position that Kavita and he were. He saw Anita kind of freeze for a moment and then attempted to move but Dileep continued to laugh and wiggle like nothing was different. After a little while she started to play along. Kavita kept moving around a little until the tip of Amit’s cock was right at her entrance. She was so wet that he knew one wrong move and the cock would slip inside of her. He saw Dileep raise his knees and saw that caused Anita to slowly move forward until he could not see the tip of Dileep’s cock any more. They played just a little longer like that and then all took off to the water laughing and giggling.
Amit did not enter Kavita, but could not have done anything closer to having sex with her than that. He had almost exploded from the sensation. He was not sure if Dileep had entered Anita or not because he never saw the tip of his cock again or if they just did the same thing as Kavita and he himself had done. .
Anita and Amit talked and hugged while they were in the water and agreed this has been a great holiday so far. They were back on the beach when Dileep and Kavita started the wrestling fun again. They were kind off to the side of Anita and Amit, so they could see Dileep’s cock and Kavita’s bottom. They saw him lift her up and he slowly slid into her. Both Anita and Amit were looking but trying not to let on. It was so erotic. With Dileep so obviously inside her Kavita told Anita that Amit looked like he needed cooling off and threw her an ice cube. She started doing the same to Amit.
`Should we do it as well?’ Anita enquired.
`Sure, we will what’s the hurry?’ By the way I have a fantasy. You game with it? Amit replied.
`So long as it is not absolutely wild.’ Anita laughed.
`Well, I could never in my wildest dreams imagine that we would be laughing and playing on a secluded beach this way with friends. I have always thought of you and another woman; in this case Kavita standing face to face. You can be nude or wearing a panty as you wish.’ Amit said.
`Go on, I am listening. In this hustle bustle, I don’t even know where the panty is. Perhaps it will get washed away and we will walk back after wearing the clothes only.’
`Well, your nipples should be touching and you should be blindfolded; both of you. One of us i.e. either Dileep or me will run our tongue over your right and Kavita’s left nipple and the other person should do it to the other nipple. The test is that just by the flicker of your husband’s tongue, you should be able to identify whether he is touching your left nipple or right.’ Amit concluded.
`Being nude is one thing but getting him to flicker his tongue over the nipples.’ Anita said.
`All in fun and nothing cloak and dagger.’ Amit explained.
` Okay, if it is okay with you, it is fine by me. Let us put this across to Kavita.’ Anita said.
They walked over to where Kavita and Dileep were and narrated this to them. They both seemed to be in agreement. So both Anita and Kavita were blindfolded and they stood facing each other. Kavita’s pussy was virtually clean shaven and so she could feel the prick of the few hair that Anita had left behind on her mound. `Ouch’ she said and both the girls laughed leaving the men wondering as to what the joke was. With their hands over one another’s back, they stood their toes touching just as the tip of their nipples were also touching. Anita’s sensitive nipples were fully erect and they waited in tantalizing anticipation for the licking of the nipples to start. Since the men decided to take their own sweet time, Kavita brought her hands down to Anita’s buttocks and felt the tight taut skin when for about five seconds they felt their nipples being teased by two tongues. The realization that while one of the tongues was their husband’s abut the other one was that of another man was very erotic. The bet did not proceed further because both the women got the names right.
The following day on the beach was more exciting. They were doing the same stuff when Anita and Dileep started wrestling on the blanket. They were to Amit’s side and she was rubbing oil on his chest. Amit could see Dileep’s cock and as Anita wiggled around he could see the head of his uncircumcised cock rubbing all around her entrance. Dileep tickled her sides and she moved backward sending the tip of his penis into her. She moved and he came back out. He tickled her again and she moved back again. Amit could see the foreskin of his cock roll back by the lips of Anita’s pussy as about half of his penis went into her. Anita didn’t seem to mind and for her it seemed to be fun. They kept laughing and giggling all the while more and more of his cock was disappearing until she sat all the way down on him. They wrestled just a little while longer and she was moving up and down on him giggling all along. She was continuously making attempts to get up but he was holding her by the hipbone and keeping her in place and also tickling her at the same time. When they stopped she slid off and the smoothness suggested that lots of precum would have oozed. They all headed down to the water and again Anita and Amit played and hugged each other.Later that afternoon Amit did the same thing again to Anita the rubbing of their nude bodies while their spouses played around or just talked proved to be very pleasurable.
Over the next few days they had sex a few more times but always in a kind of playful fashion and never without their spouse. Lovemaking definitely stayed hot with Anita though, like they had a renewed interest in their sex lives. It was not until about a few months later that Anita brought up needing to plan another vacation one day when Dileep and Kavita were over. Kavita quickly chimed in that they should think about taking another vacation together as the one at Goa had been such fun. They all smiled a knowing smile and promised to make it happen sooner than later.
The next morning a telephone rang as Anita was showering. She could hear her husband Amit listening to the call as water cascaded off the contours of her body
Anita emerged topless from the bathroom with a towel draped around her waist. The henna tatoo that she had recently acquired over her belly button made it look all the more sexy
`Hi Love! We are invited to a party this evening. Dileep and Kavita too will be coming. We have a meeting at a hotel and we have taken a room. The meeting will get over by 5 and the room will be vacant. I have arranged it so that you can have a swim and then change in the hotel room. I will have to go with the office guys. On the way back I will go straight to the party with Kavita. Amit will collect you from the hotel since his office is this side. Okay with you?’
`Yes. I guess so.’ Anita did not sound very enthusiastic. She was still wearing only the towel and mentally thinking about the party. The henna tatoo that she had recently acquired over her belly button with the image of a rising sun and its rays made it look all the more sexy. In addition to that there was a heart shaped tatoo over her left breast and a dragon shaped one over her right buttock. Amit had teased her about where she had gone to get it but she replied that these were only stickers and could be applied by anyone in the privacy of their homes. While it was possible that the one over the breast and the belly button had been applied by herself surely the one over the buttock could not have been stuck by herself
`Cheer up!’ Amit said giving her a hug.
Anita reached the hotel in time and had a long and relaxing swim at the hotel pool. At around 7 she went to the room and started getting ready. She put on a black saree with a sleeveless blouse. It had a plunging neckline and showed off a lot of bare skin. The saree was tied well below the navel to show off her belly button and the dainty pin in it. Not only that the contrast of her fair skin with the saree’s black color was mindblowing. She had applied the usual make up, mascara, lipstick, matching nail polish on hands and toes.
She adjusted her panty which was a trifle brief. Though it covered her pussy it left her buttocks exposed and of course the black dragon. . If Anita had a hairy pussy it would have been impossible to wear such a panty. She tied the cord of the salwar, put her nail polished toes on the dressing table to adjust the anklets one by one. As she finished tying the anklets, she received a message from Amit on her mobile that she should hurry up. She had completely forgotten that she had promised to send a message to Dileep that she would call him when she was ready. They were ready to leave. At the door she quickly eased her feet into black sandals and just as she was tying the buckles she saw Dileep’s car standing under a tree slightly far from the drive way with the car facing the hotel. Anita decided to walk down and if Dileep was indeed there, to give him a surprise. That way, she would meet him in semi darkness and the incident of his seeing her in the mall wouldn’t come up. She draped the saree around herself to avoid any unwelcome attention and taking advantage of the trees, walked around the driveway quietly taking extra care to ensure that the tinkle of her anklets remained barely audible. She could see from the silhouette that Dileep was indeed sitting in the car. Anita decided to take a chance, opened the door next to the driver’s and quickly slid in.
If her intention was to give Dileep a shock, she succeeded in doing so but she too was equally shocked. Dileep’s zip was open and he was merrily playing with his cock which was at full erection.
`I.. well’ was all she could mutter. It was a moment people don’t usually encounter in their lives; sitting in a car next to husband’s friend when both the couples are scheduled to go to a party.
Dileep looked at her and laughed a sheepish grin. Somehow her eyes kept getting diverted to his erect cock in this very unusual place.
`Don’t you think its time to get it back into its rightful place i.e inside the trouser? And by the way what is this? I mean why?’ she asked casually.
`Well, I was just waiting for you and suddenly your image, well, nude image as I had seen you in the mall and all the incidents at the beach flashed in my mind. In no time, I got erect and well, there did not appear to be any reason as to why I shouldn’t play with it for a while. You had promised to message me. Remember? And so far as putting it back, it won’t go in unless it is flaccid.’ Dileep replied .’ And it won’t be flaccid till I discharge.’
It was at that moment that two men passed by their car. They were obviously drivers of some people who had come to the hotel. Anita was feeling uneasy.
`At least throw a handkerchief on that when someone passes by. What if anyone has a torch?’
`I don’t have handkerchief.’ Dileep replied.
`Well don’t discharge and do something fast The white cum will fly here and there and I don’t want any spots on my saree. Try to put it inside. It will be very embarrassing if someone sees you this way and me sitting by your side.’ She said.
As they were talking they saw a car drive in the portico and both of them saw that Amit and Kavita had arrived. Anita could see Amit sending her a message. She remembered that she had told him that she did not like carrying a mobile but it would be very soon that they would notice Dileep’s car standing in under the tree and the presence of both of them would seem very surreptitious.
There was only one way left and she made the choice quickly. Anita caught hold of Dileep’s cock, her eyes firmly fixed to where Amit’s car was parked and tried to put it back but Dileep was right. It didn’t go in. She then bent down, opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around the swollen head of Dileep’s cock. She started sucking it, taking it in and out of her mouth, alternating this act of hers by looking at the portico to check whether they were actually walking towards the car. Dileep reclined on the seat and enjoyed the sensation of his cock being swallowed over and over. Slowly but with a sense of urgency as well. She began to move quickly, her lips lightly touching the shaft, her saliva making moist noises as she changed directions. Using only her mouth, she pumped his cock up and down, her efforts shaking the seat. Several fast strokes would be followed by a long plunge. Taking him deep into her throat, she’d pause, letting him know how deep he was, feeling the tightness of her mouth. The velvety smooth, slick skin in the back of her throat caressed the head of his cock, sending ripples of pleasure in Dileep’s body.. Then she would pull up quickly, and repeat her fast strokes, again, only to plunge long and deep. Oh God, why isn’t he cumming!
‘Unnghh…I’m…gonna…cum!’ Dileep panted.
Her pace quickened, her saliva dripped onto his balls, feeding the fires in them instead of quenching them. His hips moved up, a primitive instinct taking over control.Unwittingly she found herself playing with his balls as well and she kept her mouth firmly over his cock as she felt the first gush of his discharge.
Sperm rushed from his cock as she held him about half way into her mouth. Spasms wracked Dileep’s body as cum surged from his twitching cock. She knew that this was as per the demands of the moment. She just could not afford to get her saree stained and sitting there for a long time would unnecessarily give Kavita wrong ideas. With her mouth full of Dileep’s cum, she swallowed it in one big gulp and then quickly got out of the car to walk back the way she had come. She had barely gone a couple of yards when she saw Dileep start the car and take it to where Kavita and Amit were standing.
`Hi! Where were you?’ Kavita asked while Amit kept staring at his wife who was looking gorgeous.
`Oh! Just taking a walk.’ She replied.
“Come. We are getting late.’ Amit said as they piled into one car and drove to the party.
