Indian Couples Exchange Partners

Although she was more than 30 years old, Sameera still looked fairly young and attractive. She was one of those rare young women who due to their sheer beauty looked out of place in their environs. Nature had been generous in endowing her not only with a height of 5 feet 6 inches but also a clear complexion. A lissome body complimented with perfectly rounded breasts capped by perky nipples that had the hue of a combination of pink-chocolate. It took the little nobs very little stimulation to get erect and at times this proved to be a source of major embarrassment for Sameera, especially if she was without a bra.

Sameera was intelligent enough to know that nature’s bounty has to be respected and so she took the right steps to accentuate all her strong points. Her pussy was perfectly shaped with a trimmed mop of hair covering the mound while the puffy lips of the pussy were defiantly exposed. She was under the shower and watched fascinated as the water ran down with its full gravitational force over her pierced belly button before its speed was temporarily arrested by the pubic hair and then finally having made its way out it again regained the same force to finally fall at her bare feet where it made little puddles before being drained away. She watched her nail polished toes and the little anklet adorning her shapely ankles. 

She hurriedly emerged and tiptoed in bare feet to the kitchen clad in nothing but a skimpy panty. She was a trifle uncomfortable moving around the house topless but there were two reasons why she was topless. Firstly she couldn’t find anything appropriate next to the bed and secondly she had gone topless the previous night in front of her guests. She had been apprehensive lest the game go on any longer and she would have no option but to take off her panties too had they insisted. After all that’s what the rules had provided. She could’ve kept on her panty but she would have to let the other person feel her breasts and nipples. Thankfully it did not lead to that. She kept two empty cups of tea in the tray and just as she was about to pour boiling water in the kettle, Ria walked in.

Sameera and Ria were not friends initially but now they were. Sameera had married Rehan who was a close friend of Mohit. Later Mohit had got married to Ria. Gradually Sameera and Ria had become very close to one another. Ria was not as fair as Sameera but she was attractive in her own way. They were almost of the same age.

‘Oh hi!’ Sameera stammered. ‘I mean Good morning.”

‘Good morning. Having tea?’

‘Yeah.’

‘Okay. Carry on. By the way you look cute almost nude.’

‘Thanks.’ Sameera blushed. ‘You must have guessed after last night that I am more comfortable with some undressing as compared to physical touches.’

‘That’s true. But you were lucky and the men bailed you out or else you would be fully nude.’

‘Come on. I wouldn’t let it come to that.’

‘A game is a game. How could you stop that. Anyway, carry on. Your hubby would be waiting.’

What had happened the previous night was exciting and scary for Sameera. It was the stuff they had often dreamt about but had never thought that it would actually happen.

Besides the intercourse they had done all. More of orals. A good amount of stripping during the strippoker game. Sameera was new to the game and had played worst, so had to shed of three of her clothing articles out of the four they were allowed to wear. Ria was more comfortable doing the other options which was a kiss on the cheek than to remove the first piece, kiss on the lips than to remove the second piece and then letting her breasts be caressed than to remove the third piece. The maximum that Sameera had done was to kiss Mohit on the cheek. The guys did not loose to that extent. Things finished there. They had moved to their rooms. And slept with their respective partners. The entire experience was erotic.

Rehan was still asleep when Sameera walked in with the tray. Keeping it on the side table, she woke him up with a kiss on the lips.

“Good morning, naughty girl!” he said with his eyes closed.

“Oh, so you are awake? And pretending to be asleep?” she said in mock anger.

“I did not want to miss the opportunity of seeing you moving around the house only in your panties. Though it would have been more exciting had you been wearing a bra but had been bottomless.” Rehan said.

“I just thought I would relive the previous evening.” Sameera said. Even the thought of the previous evening made her nipples stiffen.

“Though it was nice and sporting of you to have gone topless, but both Mohit and I felt that it was for far too short a period.” Rehan complained.

“You guys are just plain greedy. I was topless for almost 15 seconds. Tell me about yourself. You felt Ria’s breasts!”

“Yes, I did but all this was not pre planned so she had a bra on and soon the game was over. Anyway. No regrets. Though you are my wife but seeing you topless in front of those guys gave me a hard on that would have been as hard as Mohit’s. Why don’t we take this further?”

“Further? What do you mean? I am not prepared for a swap. Showing tits or even pussy is one thing and going to bed with another guy is completely different.” She said.

“You get all worked up before even listening fully. Why should I ask you to jump into bed with him?” Rehan responded.

“Could be because you want to fuck Ria.” Sameera said innocently.

“Very funny. As if she is just waiting for me to fuck her. I mean I will take Ria to Parwanoo and spend the night there with her. Don’t glare at me like that. We will be in different rooms. Okay? Meanwhile Mohit can come and spend time with you here. I won’t be fucking Ria and I am sure that you won’t let Mohit fuck you.”

Sameera had nodded her consent and that is how the non intercourse swap had followed.

Both couples were celebrating their wedding anniversaries only two months apart. As per Rehan’s suggestion it had been decided that Ria would spend the night with Rehan in a hotel but in a different room and Mohit would do the same with Sameera but in the town itself. Ria’s parents had agreed to look after the kids. That would give them time plus there would be an element of thrill. 

“All the best. Have a good time.” Mohit said to his wife as she got into the passenger seat next to Rehan. “And remember to get separate rooms.” 

“Is there any need to say this? Naturally we will try for that,” Ria whispered as she kissed him. “We better get going.” They pulled out into the main traffic on the highway that was just about crawling because of the rush. “Let me know when you get tired of driving and I’ll take a shift,” Ria said to Rehan. She looked at the handsome tall man and realized that if she wasn’t married he would definitely be one of her targets.

“Close your eyes and get some rest,” he smiled. “I think we are going to need it.” Five minutes later he saw her eyes closed and her body leaning back against the seat. Her plentiful breasts filled out the T shirt and her jeans were nice and tight around her hips and crotch area. He was excited because this was his idea. He knew nothing would happen but still there was a feeling of thrill in the pit of his stomach. They had kidded around before about swapping wives umpteen times but it was just clean fun. 

The traffic opened up and they picked up speed until suddenly traffic came to a halt and Ria woke up. “Are we there yet?” She giggled. 

“Not as yet. Why don’t we grab a bite before we finally get to Parwanoo. It’s a small place. Nothing to do.” Rehan said.

“So it is but the idea is to sit around and get to know one another so the place hardly matters.” She replied.

As they ran into the restaurant area she grabbed onto his arm. “Its cold!” She realized her soft breast was rubbing into his elbow but didn’t care. 

Rehan waited for her outside of the ladies room and when she came out they headed in for a quick bite to eat. “My hair is a mess,” she said as she tried to comb it with her fingers. 

“It looks great,” he laughed. “Besides do you care if any of these people see it?” 

“Yes, you,” she grinned. “You are my husband for today.”

“Yeah, but in separate rooms. Or have you had different thoughts?” He grinned.

“Very funny! she said as they waited for their food. “I haven’t been with another man alone like this for years. It’s kind of exciting. That idea of yours was good. Provided you behave!” 

“Thanks,” he laughed. 

“Maybe this will give us a chance to really get to know each other?” She grinned. 

“Sexual or non sexual?” he smiled back. 

“Now don’t be naughty. We can’t be unfair to our spouses.” 

Sameera had invited Mohit over for dinner that night and had spent a good hour preparing for it. She too had always liked Mohit and always enjoyed being around him. They had been posted in towns close to one another and whenever they stayed at one another’s place, they has seen one another skimpily attired in night wear till that final night when the poker had taken place. From the size of the bulge in Mohit’s pajamas she knew he was more endowed than Rehan.

It was around 5:00 PM when she took a long hot bath and took the time to fix her hair and put on her T shirt and a short skirt. On the way to her house he stopped and picked out a movie for them to watch after dinner. 

“Come in,” she said as she looked around the neighborhood to see if anyone was watching a man come into her house.

“Dinner is almost ready.” Normally they always hugged when they greeted each other but being alone like this caused them to hesitate. Finally Sameera held open her arms and pulled his lean body into hers. They held together a little longer than normal and when they pushed apart Mohit looked down at her hard nipples under the sleeveless T shirt. She appeared to be as excited as he was. 

“You look lovely in this short skirt.”

“Thank you.” She replied. “And do take off your shoes.”

“Of course. But the incentive that you have in remaining bare footed is that you have pretty feet with painted toes….most females do. By the way that’s a nice shade of nail polish. What about us men?”

“That is not the case. The idea is to keep the floor clean.” She laughed.

“And what about your trade mark anklets? Today you are wearing just a chain and that too only on one ankle.”

“I don’t wear them on skirts naturally. With sarees and other Indian dresses. The chain works fine otherwise. Come on in.”

Mohit followed her into the lounge.

“Make yourself comfortable. I wonder how far they are now,” Sameera said. “Since the weather is so bad they might not get to the hotel until late.” 

“That sounds strange,” Mohit said. “We are sitting here talking about our spouses getting to a hotel to spend the night.” 

“But in separate rooms,” Sameera said quickly. 

” Of course. Should we call them and see where they are?” he asked. 

“Yes,” she replied as she grabbed her cell and called Rehan’s mobile number. 

More bad traffic was found on the road to Parwanoo due to fog and some accident. It was around 7 when Rehan’s phone rang. 

“Hi, we just passed Kalka,” he said to his wife.” He looked over at Ria who was now driving. “I’ll call you when we stop. I love you too. Yes, we will be careful. Bye.” 

“What about our room reservation?” She asked. 

“I couldn’t get their number.” 

Ria glanced at him suspiciously. “What if we can’t get two rooms somewhere?” 

“I guess we will just have to share a room,” he smiled. 

Ria looked at the traffic ahead. “That is something that never crossed my mind. Don’t tell me you had been planning it.” 

It was an hour later when they checked into a hotel in Parwanoo. 

“This lot looks full,” Ria commented as they drove up to the front door. She jumped out of the car to make sure she was part of picking out the rooms. 

“I’m sorry sir we only have one room left,” the receptionist said. 

Sameera and Mohit moved into the lounge and he handed her the movie to put on. “Blame it On Rio.” 

“I thought you would like it,” Mohit smiled as he sat on the large sofa directly in front of the screen. They had watched many a movie on that sofa but this was the first time they would be watching one alone. 

Sameera inserted the DVD into the tray of the player and asked if he wanted a drink. “I’ll take a vodka and coke.” They were both kind of nervous and she realized that some alcohol would certainly be helpful. She made one for herself as well and sat down about two feet from him. The movie started. 

“Should we call them again?” Sameera asked looking at the clock. It was almost eight o’clock. 

“Na, they said they will call us once they stop,” he grinned. His dirty mind raced in circles as he thought of various ways to get her to sleep with him. “I give good feet massages. Do you want one?” 

Sameera gulped down almost half of her drink. “Just my feet right?” 

“Of course,” he grinned. She turned to lie down on the sofa as she lifted her feet into his strong hands. 

Sameera had never really thought of her feet being sexual until the moment he caressed her toes and gently rubbed up over her ankle to her calve and then slowly back down. He left one of her feet on his lap while he massaged the other one. Each time his hands moved upward they went further and further until he was caressing the middle of her calve muscle. “Watch the movement of your hands lest they go too high,” she giggled. 

After spending about ten minutes on the first foot he lowered it to his lap and took the other one. The foot on his lap was less than an inch from the hard bulge in his slacks but, he wanted her to be the one who made the first contact. 

He was concentrating on what he was doing, his face — what she could see of it — was composed, serious. His hands were relaxed and assured, though. She liked that. It had been a long time since she was in college but her boyfriends always seemed so rushed and nervous when they touched her. She felt as if she was missing something with them, like they were skipping the best parts, whatever they were. She closed her eyes and leaned back contentedly. He pulled methodically on all the little bones down there she’d never given a moment’s thought to before now. He stroked the skin along her ankles. 

She looked down at him again. He seemed to feel her gaze and tilted his head up. Their eyes met. His hands stopped where they were, lightly holding her left ankle. She felt open, serene, totally sexy.

She moved her legs apart.

Mohit’s eyes widened. His lips parted and his tongue ran across them once. His hands released her foot and moved up along the insides of her calves, still gentle and unhurried. Sameera closed her eyes again, listening, feeling. Smooth fingers caressed her bare skin, drawing little circles along its surface. It was as if every place he touched came alive. She was sure she was flushing: her face was getting warm; so was her upper chest.

His fingers were brushing the insides of her thighs now. She was so sensitive there … she could barely stand it, her flesh quivered with each touch, little prickles of heat radiated up her thighs to the place where they met, each one adding to the last until she was so warm and slippery she couldn’t sit still. She wriggled her hips a little and Mohit’s breathing deepened. He inhaled her excitement and his hands grew bolder. He pushed upwards at the edges of her skirt. She didn’t move at first, then she lifted her hips off her perch, just a little, and the skirt slid back, bunching up at her waist. 

Her panties were exposed now. They were peach colored, sheer, but nothing special. She hadn’t given them any real thought when she’d dressed that morning. But now … they were damp with her arousal, almost translucent, and pulled taut against her swollen pussy lips. Could Mohit tell how wet she was? She wasn’t embarrassed. She wasn’t sure whether she wanted him to know. She slid forwards, stretching her panties tighter against her pussy. The thin fabric outlined her outer lips and dipped into the space between. Her little tuft of black pubic hair made a small, soft bulge, and a few hairs escaped above the waistband.

Mohit’s fingertips slid higher up her thighs, leaving faint pink traces. They found the bottom of her hip bones, and for the first time his hands hesitated. There was a new note in his breathing, a deep, animal rasp. Sameera realized that she was making almost the same sounds. Mohit’s index finger trailed downwards across the front of her panties until it was directly over one of her outer lips. 

Sameera began to tremble, and her arms suddenly seemed too weak to support her. She could feel her breasts heaving, the heat flowing from his hands up into her belly, her chest, her overheated face. Mohit looked back to the dark place between her legs. He stroked her gently for a moment then pushed one finger against the moist fabric until it slipped between her folds. A tremor ran through Sameera’s body. She looked down and saw Mohit’s finger buried part way inside her, held back only by the thin cotton. Her rapid breathing was making her light-headed. She reached down and put her hand on Mohit’s cheek, then tangled her fingers in his dark, curly hair. He began to lean forward, to move towards her.

No! That wasn’t what she’d meant. She’d just wanted to touch him. But his face moved irresistibly closer to her pussy. She was about to say something, to let him know that this had gone far enough, when his lips brushed her inner thigh. She cried out so loudly she was sure someone in the neighbourhood could have heard her. Mohit moved his hands so that they were holding her hips, his fingers sliding under the lower hem of her panties, digging into her bare flesh. He was kissing her thighs, moving closer to her center. Her hand was still tangled in his hair; she could easily push him away. But she felt his warm breath against her skin, saw his nostrils flare as he breathed her scent in. Now his tongue was tickling the straining fabric of her panties.

She did not know why but spread her legs a little wider. On one side, the hem of her panties had slipped into the cleft of her pussy, exposing one outer lip. Peter roughly pulled her hips closer to his face. His tongue dragged along the silky skin at the very top of her thigh until he made contact with her soft fold, now slick with the moisture leaking from inside her. Sameera inhaled sharply. She’d never felt anything like this. Her body went limp. Mohit lapped at her exposed flesh, nuzzling it with his lips, licking up the moisture. Her panties dug into her pussy, almost painful.

Then, abruptly, the pressure was gone. She looked down, a little dazed from the torrent of sensations. It took her a moment to understand what had happened. Mohit had moved the crotch of her panties to one side. He was on his knees between her spread-open legs, staring at her bare pussy. For some inexplicable reason she closed her legs but smiled at Mohit so that he wouldn’t feel hurt.

As she reached behind her to grab one of the small pillows her foot moved just enough to touch his rigid member. She quickly jerked her foot away. Neither of them acknowledged it but it was high on their minds at that moment. As long as it was accidental they didn’t have a problem with it. A few minutes later she reached over to the coffee table to grab her drink and again pushed her toes into his prick. This time she held it against it until she finished her sip. She smiled and moved back onto her pillow while pulling her foot away. She could feel the dampness seeping from her pussy.

“Look at that girl in the movie. She is so comfortable showing off her tits and Indian women whether it is you or Ria create such a big deal about it. By the way you have nice tits and……” Mohit said.

“Thanks. It was a game or else I would never have mustered up the courage. So far as exposing is concerned that is because in India right from childhood we are told that this is sacrosanct. There even film stars can afford to get themselves snapped topless. Here no top heroine would dream of doing that. Anyway, should I get something to eat like say roasted peanuts?” She asked. 

“That would be fine,” he said. 

She got up and walked into the kitchen. After a while Mohit followed her and saw that she was perched on the ledge and standing on her toes trying to get the container that was kept on a top shelf.

“Should I help you?” he asked.

“Oh no! Its okay.” She said as her fingers brushed against the container. He looked up Sameera’s shapely legs up to her panties visible under the small skirt. Sameera knew that he could see up her skirt and there was nothing she could do about it.

She finally caught hold of the container and started getting down from the blocks that she was standing on. As she descended , Mohit fixed his eyes on the gap between her legs and her panty covered pussy. Sameera knew that he could see and was consequently red in the face blushing furiously. She gasped out loud when she felt Mohit’s hands on her legs. 

“I’ll just steady you as you come down,” Mohit said as his hands slid up her calves. 

Sameera was trembling and as she stepped down Mohit’s hands continued to slide up her legs. Mohit’s hands had moved over her calves to the back of her knees and then up to her thighs. One more step and his hands moved under her skirt and covered her panty covered ass.

“Please don’t!” Sameera weakly protested. 

She felt Mohit’s slide his hand over her pussy mound and she trembled slightly. She realized that her panties were getting wet just as she heard Mohit speak. 

“Your panties are very wet we should probably take them off so they don’t get stained,” he offered.

Mohit peeled her panties off her ass cheeks revealing her beautiful ass. He then pulled them from between her thighs where her legs were pressed together and down to her ankles. Mohit had her lift up one foot at a time so that he could remove her panties from her ankles. He slid his hands back up to her ass and massaged it gently complimenting her on the beauty of her legs and ass. Mohit slowly turned Sameera around so that she faced him. He guided her down pushing her skirt up and exposing her shapely pussy.

“Don’t” she whined. As she was about to take the panty back from him to put it on, the door bell rang. It was the boy from the neighborhood grocer who had come to deliver. She kept quiet and as Mohit watched, instead of taking them back she went to the door to deal with him. After a while she came back.

“God. I almost came in my trousers. It was a big turn on for me because I knew you were talking to that guy without panties.” He said.

“I knew that. That’s why I did not pull them up.” she smiled. “Happy?”

“Definitely. Had that guy known that you were without panties he too would have discharged by now,” he said as he resumed the massage. His hands fell to her ankle and moved slowly up the bare leg. Neither of them was watching the movie anymore. Sameera now had her eyes closed and his eyes were locked onto the ‘V’ where her legs met. 

“You know Rehan is a lucky guy,” Mohit whispered. 

“Why?” She asked still keeping her eyes closed. Since she was not watching his fingers caressing her lower thighs it somehow made it alright. 

“You have a nice body.” 

She laughed. “Come on!” 

“I can’t feel any fat,” he said as he gently squeezed the underside of her thigh. 

“You aren’t touching my ass,” she giggled. The alcohol was loosening up her inhibitions.

“Is that an invitation?” he asked feeling his hard-on pressing up against her leg. 

“No,” she giggled again. “We have to be good.” 

“I’m not sharing a room with you. I have a feeling that you knew about this” Ria whispered to Rehan as the girl called a couple of nearby motels to see if they had rooms. 

“Don’t be silly. How the hell was I to know especially since this programme is so recent. We might not have much of a choice,” he whispered. The girl frowned and hung up the phone. “There are no more rooms till the climb starts.” 

“Why don’t we just go back?” she said.

“We can of course but this time we had planned an outing together. Moreover, the kids are being taken care of. Think it over.” He said.

“OK, let’s take it,” she said hesitantly “I just hope they will understand.” 

Ria checked in as Rehan got the overnight bags from the car. They had packed smaller bags just for the one night stay. The room was on the third floor so as they rode up the elevator Ria said, “Maybe we shouldn’t tell them. I’m sure Mohit will get all worked up and even Sameera might not be too happy.” 

“They both will be pissed if they find out because they will think we actually did something and were trying to hide it,” Rehan added. 

The door opened and they headed into the room trying to act unexcited. They managed to keep it cool until they saw the king size bed. “I thought she said we would have separate beds?” Ria asked as she stood frozen in the doorway. 

“She really didn’t say that. Why on earth would they put different beds in the same room?” Rehan said as he pushed the door open and walked inside. “If you want I’ll call down and ask for a roll out bed.” 

“Do it please,” she said putting down her bag on the small dresser. 

Rehan called the desk but they did not have any portable beds. “Nope,” he said looking at Ria. “We can make a wall of pillows,” he said looking at the three or four extra pillows on the bed. “That way you won’t be able to touch me, no matter how much you try.” He laughed which broke the tension. 

“Very funny. As if I would try to touch you!.” Ria replied smacking him on his arm and closed the room door. She watched as it closed and locked. Here she was in a hotel room with no other option but to sleep on the same bed with another man besides her husband.

“We better call them and tell them we have stopped. You will have to do the talking since I am not too good a liar. Mohit will know from my voice that I’m lying.” 

Rehan opened his mobile phone and called. 

Mohit’s fingers were only an inch from the junction of Sameera’s thighs when the phone rang. Both of them jumped like they had been caught. “OH GOD!” She said as she pushed off the sofa and ran into the kitchen to get the phone. 

She saw Rehan’s cell phone number on the Caller ID. “Hi, have you stopped?” 

“Yes, we have checked into a hotel right now,” Rehan said looking over at Ria who was now lying back on the large bed. Her hand was covering her eyes. “We just wanted to let you know we’ve stopped and are staying at the Express here in Parwanoo.” 

“Good! we have been worrying about you,” Sameera said looking through the door at Mohit’s hard-on pushing up his slacks. 

“So, having fun?” Rehan asked. She had said they might go out somewhere for a meal. 

“Yes, we decided to watch a movie,” she said nervously. 

“Oh?” He said. There was a questioning tone in his voice. 

“Yes, it’s just a movie and not an X rated one,” she said suddenly feeling guilty that she had allowed Mohit to massage her legs and pull off her panty.

“Does Mohit want to talk to Ria?” Rehan asked. Ria opened her eyes and moved up onto her elbows which pushed her plentiful breasts outward. 

“Do you want to say anything to Ria?” Sameera asked Mohit.

“Na, just tell her to watch out for Rehan,” he laughed. 

“He said for her to watch out for you,” Sameera repeated. “Good night! I have been missing you and I love you,” she whispered. 

“Me too,” Rehan replied. 

“He didn’t want to talk to me?” Ria appeared surprised. 

“He just said for you to watch out for me,” Rehan grinned. “They are watching a movie.” 

“Alone?” She sat up. 

“Obviously! Do you think they would invite the neighbours?” 

“I guess we have no choice do we?” she smiled. She looked at the clock which read 9:30PM. “I need to take a shower.” She stood and grabbed her bag. 

“If you want company let me know,” he laughed. 

She slipped off her sandals and drew the curtain of the dressing place that was adjoining the bathroom. She opened her bag and realized that in her excitement she had packed just a thin nightie for the overnight stay thinking she would be alone. She also had forgotten to put in an extra pair of panties and the ones she was wearing were damp at the moment. Thankfully she had one in her purse but that was a brief thong. She quickly removed her T shirt, jeans, bra and panties and stood looking at her body in the big mirror on the back of the door. She knew her breasts were bigger than Sameera’s and her ass smaller. She rubbed her hands over her pubic mound to fluff up the hairs. She discovered her clitoris sticking outward ready for some action. “Hmm. I am not ready but my pussy seemingly is,” she giggled nervously. Even at the receptionist they had entered their names as Mr and Mrs. 

The warm water woke up her nerve endings and her soapy fingers touching her nakedness raised her sexual need even more. Just the thought of Rehan lying on the bed in the other room was enough to have her fantasize about getting fucked by him tonight. Although she could not do it she did it now in her mind. “OH REHAN,” she moaned. 

Rehan sat back in his tee shirt and jeans trying to imagine what Ria looked like under the hot shower. He had felt her breasts that day when the poker was in progress and knew they sat on top of her mounds pointing upward. He squeezed his hard-on until he heard the shower turn off. 

Ria finished the shower and sprayed some perfume on private parts of her body. She heard a knock on her door and looked at her wristwatch . She walked to the door naked and cracked open the door. “Whats it?.” 

“I can’t wait any longer,” he said smiling. He tried to peek around the door but she held it firmly. 

“I’m naked,” she whispered. “I just got out of the shower.” She felt him push harder on the door but she pushed her weight against it. “Give me a minute.” She closed the door and quickly put on the nightgown. Her hard nipples pushed out the thin silk covering. He knocked again and she giggled while opening it. “Can’t you wait?” 

“I’m standing out here with a hard-on,” he chuckled. 

The door slowly opened and when he walked in she closed it behind him. She stood proudly showing him her black silky curves. He could catch glimpse of very sheer thong and he found it quite exciting.

“Oh my God,” he gasped. He reached for her but she shifted quickly to the right and moved to the double bed. Rehan moved onto the bed next to her. 

“Uh excuse me but this is my bed. Yours is over there,” she said pointing over his body at the sofa cum bed. 

“Ummm,” he moaned while grabbing her arm and pulling it to his lips. . 

“Well, Ok it you are going to do that then you can stay,” she giggled. His lips traveled slowly up her bicep to her bare shoulder. As he pulled down on the thin spaghetti strap she pulled it back up. “We have all night. I want to just hold and kiss for a while.” Being married for more than ten years had almost eliminated long hot french kissing sessions. 

The TV was on but neither knew what the show was about as their lips met and their tongues explored and tasted. After two minutes they broke and took a deep breath before going at it again for two more minutes. “I miss kissing like that,” she whispered. Her mouth was about an inch from his as she licked across his bottom lip and then across the top one. Her thigh pressed into his crotch and felt his excitement. “Do you think our spouses are doing the same thing at home?” She whispered. “I know Mohit has a thing for Sameera. By the way, would be doing all this had we been staying in separate rooms?” 

“I don’t know. So far as Sameera is concerned Sameera would never cheat on me,” he said feeling pings of jealousy. 

She pushed him back. “What do you think? I’m a slut since I’m in bed with you right now.” 

“I didn’t say that,” he said as he touched her arm. “There is a difference between cheating and well you know what. A woman can get fucked by someone else and still not cheat and vice verca. However knowing Sameera I feel that she would not let another man between her legs easily.” 

“Maybe they are just fooling around like we have done so far?” Ria suggested. “If she sees how big Mohit is she might not be able to say no.” 

“He’s real big?” 

“Uh huh,” she grinned as her fingers moved to his large lump. “Maybe three inches more than you.” 

“That’s okay with me. If she enjoys it, that is. I wonder if we should call them.” Rehan said 

“Let them be! You… you just want to know if Mohit is fucking Sameera. If he is, then you too wouldn’t want to miss the opportunity of fucking me. That’s why you are so keen on phoning them Am I right?,” she giggled as she held her arms across her breasts so he could not see the dark shadows of her nipples through the nightgown.

“No, that’s not the case. Actually I see it differently. If someone were to fuck my wife and she were to enjoy it, it would be selfish of me not to fuck his wife. After all, his wife too should enjoy it. In fact I would go so far as to fuck his wife and give her full enjoyment even if he does not do the same to my wife.” Rehan smiled.

“I see. Very considerate of you. Don’t you wear pajamas?” 

“Not normally,” he answered as he saw her body shape under the bed covers. He moved to the other side of the bed and slipped underneath. She had not put any pillows between them. “No pillows?” 

“I think I can trust you,” she replied. 

“I hope so,” he thought. “I can’t believe I’m finally sleeping with you,” he laughed. 

“If you are getting too excited, I’ll sleep on the floor,” she said.

“Aw come on.” He said as she moved her hand over and gently struck his bare bicep. The touch of his skin caused chills up and down her spine. She jerked her hand back to her side. 

Sameera moved back into the lounge and sat down next to Mohit. “Do you have any idea about what this movie is about?” 

“Surely the movie or the storyline is not all that important. May I continue your massage?” He said as he dropped his hand onto her leg. 

“I think that is dangerous,” she said pushing his hand away. “You were getting pretty close before to an area you should not be touching.” 

Mohit’s bulge still was hard. “Yes, but look what it caused.” He glanced down at his raised pants. 

Sameera had been looking already. “We can’t cheat on our spouses. I don’t want to ruin our marriages and our friendship.” 

“How far can we go without it being technically cheating?” He whispered as his fingers once again crept up onto her leg. 

“Maybe we can just hug without using our hands?” She said feeling the heat buildup again between her thighs. “Friends hug.” 

Sameera and Mohit turned to face each other and put their arms around each others back. She pushed her head onto his shoulder and her breasts against his hard chest. Mohit’s hands moved up and down her back stopping to touch her bra connection. 

“What are you doing back there?” she asked. 

“Nothing just exploring,” he replied. 

“No touching with hands remember?” She pushed hard into him until he fell onto his back. Before she could object she was lying directly on top of him. She felt the large lump under her lower stomach. “MOHIT!” 

“We’re just hugging,” he whispered as he gently pressed his lips to her neck. His hands on her hips pushed her downward a few inches until the tip of his hard prick was pushing into her pussy area. 

“Oh God,” Sameera moaned. The hard tip was actually in contact with her raised clit. Her legs opened a few more inches until his whole cock was resting between her pussy lips. “We shouldn’t be doing this.” 

“We are not using our hands,” he whispered as his hips pushed upward. His mouth nibbled on her soft nape. 

“Ohhh,” she moaned again. “Stop,” she said but didn’t make any move to pull away. His hips lowered and then pushed back up. Her legs opened wider as he kept doing it.

Sameera lost track of reasoning as he dry humped her pussy. His lips had moved to her earlobe and were sucking on it. “Friends kiss.” He whispered hoping she would go for it. She did. Her head moved away and she looked into his eyes with passion as she dropped her soft lips onto his. When his tongue licked across her closed lips her thin tongue moved outward and met it. For the first time in their married life they were french kissing a person other than their spouse. 

“Since you have been so brazen as to pull of my panty, why don’t you take one more step and show me?”

“I never refused you.” He replied.

“You are really a pest. You want me to take it out? And that too when men don’t think twice about taking it out and standing next to compete strangers by the roadside.” she said.

” It would seem kind of improper if I were to take out my cock in front of my wife’s friend and my friend’s wife. And I took the initiative in taking off your panties. You did not take them off and give them to me.” He said.

“But I did take off my bra yesterday.” She protested.

“That was part of a game. You had no choice really!”

“Okay.” She said as her hand gingerly reached out and unzipping his fly took out his cock. His cock was almost fully erect.

“My God! Its, well, quite big. Can I touch it?”

“Don’t! It bites.” He said seriously.

“Really?” she said in mock surprise.

“It won’t bite if you bite it first.”

“You are just naughty.” Sameera said getting up.

Mohit too got up and hugged her with his lips on her lips and his erect cock was brushing against the little bush of pubic hair that she had left on her mound.

“No, Mohit. This way ….” She could not complete her sentence when due to Mohit’s manouevres, they fell down in such a position that she fell on Mohit. Since his cock was placed just at the entrance of her very wet pussy, the sheer force of the fall forced it fully inside her considerably wet pussy. Sameera was too surprised to even react and just felt Mohit’s cock entering the tight but slippery walls of her pussy stopping only when it was fully inside. Since she was the one who had fallen she couldn’t even blame him

“Ouch.” She said not expecting that Mohit’s big cock would have entered her pussy. It was a different feeling entirely but she pulled herself together and got up holding the base as it came out with a plop. She gave his cock a light stinging slap. “This is what happens when we are not careful. Remember, if cocks are not careful they get devoured by pussies. This was just an insertion. If we are not careful, you’ll soon be fucking me and that wouldn’t be right.”

“You read Literotica?” Mohit asked.

“Yes!” Sameera replied.

“Well, there is a story…Ayesha something. I think Ayesha’s adventure. I read that. Quite nice it is but that gave me the impression that your pussy would be hairless.”

“Don’t read too much into stories. Keeping it in shape is more difficult than just shaving it off.” Sameera said.

“I can’t get to sleep,” Rehan whispered as he peeked over at Ria’s face looking up at the ceiling. 

“Me too,” she replied. “Knowing you are in bed with me wearing only your underwear is keeping me awake,” she said honestly. 

“You want me to take that off?” he asked tongue in cheek.

“Very funny!” she snapped good humoredly.

“Knowing your beautiful body is under that nightie inches from me is driving me nuts. Have you ever wondered how it would be having sex with another man? “Well yes……..but to arouse myself or to masturbate but that doesn’t mean I would actually do it.” 

“What would you do with another man?” He asked wondering if she would do anything. 

She was quiet for a while. “That’s a silly question. What would a woman do with another man?” 

“Sorry. Anyway, this is your chance,” he whispered. 

“Now? Oh no……..I couldn’t. If I touch you we won’t be able to stop.” 

“I won’t move. I promise. You said you wanted to find out what another man’s body was like, that you can. I did not say I would fuck you.” 

Ria gulped as she tried to build up enough nerve. “I……..uh…don’t have to touch everything.” They both knew where she was possibly eliminating. 

“Go ahead, I won’t move.” 

Ria turned onto her side and shifted her hips and body forward as she stretched out her trembling hand. She touched his bicep again and gently moved her tiny fingertips up and down his muscles. His body was better formed than Mohit’s because he worked out at least three times a week. Neither said a word as her fingers moved up to his shoulders and then down to his fingertips. 

Rehan’s prick was about to burst out of his briefs but he had promised her that he would not move. Her exploring fingers were causing small sparks of fire on his arm and then up onto his shoulder. “Turn over,” she whispered. 

Rehan did as she said and felt her pull the bed spread down off his bare back. He knew she could see his body in the dim light from the slightly opened curtains. As her hand moved over his bare flesh she said, “It feels so different than Mohit.” She had relaxed as her fingers pushed and probed into his hard flesh. As she reached across his upper back her braless breast pushed down into the back of his arm. Neither of them acknowledged it. 

Rehan was breathing rapidly as her fingers explored down to his waist. She touched the elastic band on his briefs and jerked her fingers away like she had shoved them into a flame. She moved away and then back down. When she touched it again she moved her fingers around the tight band. Her fingers dropped off the elastic band and pushed into the soft cotton material. She took her time going lower and lower until she touched the top of his covered ass crack. “God Ria! you are driving me crazy.” 

She moved her fingers back to the top and then back down. “Are you hard?” 

“Is that a question that you should be asking? You know I’m hard,” he groaned. He felt her fingers moved down off his ass to the top of his hairy thigh. She pulled the leg outward until it gave her room to move her fingers under his ass and against his balls. She cupped them in her small hand. “OH GOD!” 

“Do you want to turn over?” She whispered knowing his answer already. 

“Yes,” he said as he quickly turned over onto his back feeling her hand leave his nuts. The tip of his prick was now sticking out the top of his briefs. Again Ria pulled the bedcovers down until they rested at his knees. His tower of power was visible in the dim light. 

She giggled as she tickled the hairs in the middle of his chest. “Mohit doesn’t have chest hairs.” She moved to toy with one of his hard nipples and he moaned. 

“Please,” Rehan begged. He was going to cum soon and she had not even touched his penis. 

Ria’s body moved closer to his allowing her breast to again press against his arm but this time her naked thigh pressed against his hard leg. She twirled her fingers in the small patch of hair around his navel and whispered, “Tell me what you want me to do.” 

“Touch me,” he begged as he gripped his fingers together. 

“Where?” she teased. 

“My……….penis,” he said trying not to be too nasty. 

“Take it out and show it to me,” she whispered. 

“No, you do it.”

“It seems odd but if you insist” She said as she unzipped his fly and reached down into his briefs to pull out his stiff member. 

Rehan waited for her fingers to take him but she didn’t move. “Touch it.” 

“If I do you will want to touch me,” she said as her lips moved to his ear. “You will want me to take off my nightgown and my panties.” Her fingers moved from their resting place on his navel down to the thick growth of pubic hair. 

“Then you will want to touch my naked breasts and suck my nipples.” She sucked in his earlobe. “I’ve seen you looking at them before. You like them don’t you?” 

“Yes, oh God yes,” he moaned. 

“Do you want to see them?” She whispered. 

“YES!” He cried out. Her fingers had tightened until they touched the hard base of his raised cock. She pulled back and sat up in the bed while she slowly and teasingly pulled the nightgown up over her pink mounds. She tossed the nightgown to the floor and posed for him. “Damn,” he said as he reached out and upward to touch them but she grabbed his hand. “No touching me remember?” 

“They are so beautiful,” he said waiting for her next step. She was calling the shots. 

“You are a gentleman. You should not take advantage of the fact that I am wearing thongs,” she giggled.

“I will never be able to understand you females. Why wear thongs when they hide nothing?” Rehan said smiling. 

“They hide the pussy lips and help us in avoiding getting fucked by ruffians like you.”

“Are you going to keep touching me?” he asked pointedly.

“Of course,” she giggled. “You don’t think I’d let you go to sleep like that do you?” She moved closer and suddenly grabbed his hard dick. It felt so different that her husband’s longer but thinner penis. “I don’t think this is going to take very long.” Her fingers stroked him about three times and suddenly his hips shot upward and his white fountain erupted. “AHHHH!” The cum fell largely on her hands and some on her bare breasts.

“You were on the verge of cuming. Whats the matter? Don’t you fuck her regularly?” she said rubbing it on her body and rubbing some of it back onto his cock and stomach.

“Sure, I do. She always sleeps nude so even if I have thought that I won’t do it, I end up doing it.” He replied.

“I know. I have seen her nude and she is really sexy.”

“So are you.” Rehan said.

“We have to get some sleep,” she suddenly said watching the six inch cobra rise from the dead. Her body was still on edge since she had not climaxed. 

“But it’s my turn to touch you now,” he grinned as he pulled her arm out and felt her body fall against his. 

“I didn’t say you could,” she giggled. His fingers cupped her full breast and two of his fingers played with her hard nipple. “We have to get some sleep,” she purred. There was no way she was going to sleep without fulfillment. His fingers moved downward off her breast to her stomach. When he grabbed the waistband of her panties she held his hand. 

“I’m not taking these off.” Which meant that she did not appear to be in a mood to let him fuck her. 

Rehan smiled and pulled her body down until she was lying next to his. He looked into her eyes as his body and lips moved forward. Her eyes closed when his lips touched hers. Hands and fingers moved slowly as they searched and explored each other’s bodies. His hand cupped her nice ass over her undies and then moved down her thighs to the back of her knee. From there it moved to the front and slowly up her tender thigh to the very moist crotch of her panties. When he pushed into her covered sex her eyes opened and her tongue fucked into his mouth. 

Ria lost control when he touched her damp pussy. She bit his lip until she tasted blood and clawed at his back. Never in her thirty-five years had she ever been this hot and turned on. “Touch me……..touch my pussy,” she whispered in his ear. She forgot what she had said about keeping her panties on and ripped them down off her raised legs. 

When Rehan had touched her covered slit it was like he had pushed a button. She went from a controlled friend’s somewhat conservative wife to a being a woman who thoroughly enjoyed sex.. She grabbed his hand and forced his fingers down into her swollen dripping folds. “OH GOD! PLEASE!” It was her turn to beg him for completion.

Rehan took his time toying with her raised clit and marveled at the flow of her pleasure juices rushing out of her pussy. As he pushed and pulled two fingers in and out of her pussy his thumb rubbed across the clitty. She turned her head and bit him on his shoulder. “OUCH!” He cried out in pain. If she was this hot maybe, just maybe, she would let him fuck her. 

Ria was almost there when she felt his fingers leave her damp box. She started to reach for it when his body pushed on top of hers and his hard prick pushed down against her opened hole. “NO Rehan! It wouldn’t be right to let you fuck me!” Her fingers curled around his dick and started stroking it again. 

Rehan’s hands touched her soft ass through the nightgown as she fondled his Sameerat. “Don’t, I’m going to cum again if you keep that up.” 

“Good,” she said smiling. She let go of it and stood up on the bed to pull her nightgown off. His eyes looked up into her pussy and at her firm orbs on her chest. “Undress,” she commanded. 

Rehan quickly removed his clothes and moved back on the pillow. Again she was in charge. But, instead of lowering her pussy down onto his hard penis she walked up over his head and turned around. Rehan saw her body dropping and grabbed onto her hips as her mouth found his hard prick. Her damp pussy swallowed his face and his tongue flicked out to taste her honey pot. “OH GOD!” He moaned when his dick disappeared up into her throat. Sameera had never taken the whole thing and it felt so good. 

Ria was happy to take his whole cock because she could not suck in the huge cock of her husband all the way. Her lips tightened and she raised and lowered her head while feeling his tongue licking into her damp hole. She wondered what Sameera was doing at that moment. 

“Let me fuck you,” Rehan pleaded as he tried to pull her fingers from his hard-on but she held it tight. Her motions rubbed it against her clit which soon raised both of their passion levels to the summit. Five seconds later they both climaxed. “OHHHH!” Ria screamed. “AHHHH!” Rehan cried out when his juices again splattered onto her body. 

A few minutes later Ria got up again to wash off his cum and when she returned to the bed Rehan was fast asleep. She thought about putting on her nightgown but smiled as she curled up behind him and pushed her naked front into his naked rear. Her hand pulled the sheet up over them and she drifted off satisfied and relaxed. 

Sameera giggled looking down at Mohit’s naked bottom half as they sat on the sofa. “This is so weird.”

“It’s also not fair,” he said as he pulled off his polo shirt and sat back naked. “I’m naked and you are not.”

“Come on now! What do I have on, except a braless, pantyless skirt. If I too get fully naked we might do something we will both regret,” she said watching his penis expand to almost nine inches. “Our spouses are being good tonight sleeping in different bedrooms and here we are thinking about cheating on them.” “Ria and I have been married for a long time. Sex has become boring and not very exciting,” he said as he took her hand and guided it to his missile. “I’ve thought about making love with you for a long time.” 

“You have?” She asked as her fingers explored and measured his hardness and length, slowly rolling the foreskin back and playing with the sensitive head. She was lying on her stomach and her ankles were entwined together. Suddenly her cell rang. It was one of Sameera’s friends and she nonchalantly started talking to her. Mohit saw that his erect cock was touching her erect nipple. With his hand he held his cock and started moving it so that it rubbed against her nipple. To his surprise, with her left hand she also held his cock and absent mindedly rubbed it against her nipple, as she carried on with her talk. After a while she disconnected the phone.

“Sorry, that was one of my friends.”

“Yes, I’ve kidded about us swapping but I really meant it.” His hand moved to her buttocks again and she didn’t ask him to remove it. 

“I don’t know whether Rehan would agree to it,” she said. She looked down at his hand moving up between her thighs. 

“I’ve seen Rehan looking at Ria and she likes Rehan as well,” he said. “Maybe they are actually fucking.” 

Sameera moved back on the sofa which caused her hips to open up and give him more access to her lower stomach. “It might mess up our marriage and our friendship.” Her breathing was becoming increasingly labored.

“Why should that happen? Things get bad when one cheats, when he/she seeks pleasure just for him/herself. On the contrary, it might make them both stronger,” he whispered. “God, I want you so much.” 

Sameera pulled her hand from his dick and pushed her head back on the sofa cushion. The time had come to be as naked as he was. She pulled off the skirt from over her head. The cool air felt good on her hot breasts. . “I don’t know if I can do this,” she whispered as she moved onto her back on the sofa and felt him climb on top. “Can we just touch and kiss first?” 

“Yes,” he whispered. His hard body slowly dropped down on her soft one. His lips moved down to suckle her small hard brown nipple. 

“Ummm,” she moaned. His mouth moved to the other one and did the same before slowly licking down her ribs to her navel. “Ohhh,” she moaned when the long hot tongue slithered over the tiny bush into her pink desert. Her clit was hard and ready as she knew his cock was. “Mohit turn around.” 

“Tell me something honestly.”Mohit asked.

“What?”

“Have you let anyone fuck you after marriage? Be honest!”

“Hmm. Once.” She replied.

“What? Who?” Mohit appeared startled.

“Hey relax!” Sameera giggled. ” Actually it was a misunderstanding. I was under the impression that it was Rehan. At that time we had only one AC so we had invited him to share the room with us. During the night the electricity went off and I didn’t know that Rehan had already left the room. When he left both this guy and I were asleep. I was wearing a nightie which just rode up and I was naked underneath.By the time I realized my mistake, his cock was almost inside me. So I made most of a bad situation. Till date he thinks that I don’t know that it was he who had sex with me. And it was shortly after my marriage when I did not even take pills. He discharged fully inside me and for a few days I was petrified lest I became pregnant.”

“Come on now! This is unbelievable. You did not realize that the guy fucking you was not your husband. Pulling a fast one?” Mohit asked.

” I knew that you would think that but its true. I am not used to drinking and the previous evening I had had a nice time and how on earth was I to know that Rehan would leave the room?”

“This was real hot! Why don’t you let me fuck you then?” Her eyes got bigger when his hard-on rose up now almost eight inches long. 

“You have a nice dick. I think I will consider your request for putting it inside me except for the fact that it appears to be pretty big. But after all it does go inside Ria Anyway, what happened at that time was a misunderstanding, and it happened a long back. I did not allow myself consciously to get fucked which is what you are asking me to do now. Moreover his was a normal cock, like my husband’s, so the misunderstanding took place. Not this huge thing that you have. Had you been in his place, I would have immediately noticed the difference” Sameera laughed again.

“Don’t defame it! It went easily inside you just now!”

“That’s because I was wet and yes, that too was an accident” She said.

“Your pussy somehow keeps having lots of accidents due to which cocks keep entering it. My bad luck that my accident was small whereas that guy was lucky to have had such a misunderstanding that he actually fucked you. By the way does Rehan know about this?”

“Of course not. Would I be mad to tell him? I would get a sound scolding, what else?” she replied.

“And that guy? Did he not try to fuck you again?” Mohit asked.

“No. When he heard that I kept on taking Rehan’s name, he thought that he had kind of raped me, so he felt guilty. Gradually he stopped coming and we lost track of him.” Sameera said.

Mohit wanted to just get her so hot that she would not say no when he wanted to fuck her but to have a chance at a 69 with her was too much to turn down. He pulled her off the sofa and took her place while she turned her body and fell down onto his. Her legs surrounded his head and her pussy captured his mouth. At the same time her mouth sucked in his hard crown and her tongue danced on the spongy tip. 

Only the sounds of oral sex could be heard bouncing off the walls. Mohit’s tongue was as deep into her pussy as his dick was in her throat. Sameera tried to take more but was not used to the three extra inches. Rehan had told her she gave a very good blow job but this would be the first test with another man. She caressed his balls as her lips tightened and moved up and down his hard pecker. 

“Ohhh,” Mohit moaned feeling his juice about to erupt. He sucked in the hard clit and flicked it back and forth to bring her up to his level. “I’m Cuming!” He said to give her a warning before moving back to get her off as well. 

Sameera thought she was ready for his release but the force and the quantity was too much for her small mouth to handle. She tried to swallow but suddenly felt she was drowning in his pleasure. Her mouth pulled away as the second spasm shot against her nose and eyes. She gasped for her breath as the sticky boiling liquid drooled from her lips. It was then that her body exploded. “OH GOD MOHIT!” 

It was dark when Rehan heard a car horn. He wasn’t sure if he was dreaming but he felt a warm body pressing up against his back. The small alarm clock on the end table made him realize he was in bed in a hotel in Parwanoo with Ria’s naked body up against his. He slowly turned trying not to wake her and moved his hand to her hip. The sheet had fallen down to her waist and her marvelous breasts were his to look at. Her areolas were much larger than Sameera’s and her breasts were so much fuller and rounder. He pushed back slightly enough to see the glistening pubic mound about eight inches below her navel. He felt himself getting hard as he picked the sheet up and looked at the curve of her hip and her long tender thighs. 

The cool air on her body slowly brought Ria out from her deep sleep. She opened her eyes and saw Rehan looking down at her nakedness. “Go back to sleep,” she giggled as she pulled the sheet back up over her. 

“Kiss me first,” he whispered as he leaned forward and waited for her mouth to join his. She smiled and pushed her soft lips into his. Their tongues met and tasted before retreating back into their caves. They closed their eyes and drifted off into a deep sleep. 

Sameera moved into the small hall bath and washed her face and hands. She looked at her guilty face in the mirror and sighed disappointed that she had allowed her animal instincts to take over. “Well, this wasn’t bad. Rehan, hope you too have had as good a time” she whispered as she moved naked back into the den. 

“I guess I’d better go,” Mohit said smiling. When she walked up to him it was the first time he really got to see her soft curves and small but very proportioned breasts. 

She held out her hand and pulled him up to stand in front of her. “We can’t do this again unless…….” 

“Unless we can get Rehan and Ria to swap,” he finished. Their bodies moved together until she felt his penis getting hard again. She pushed back and glanced down at his magnificent tool. She wanted to feel it inside of her so bad. 

“Go,” she giggled as she moved into the laundry room to get his clothes. 

Rehan woke again when he heard his mobile phone ring. He jumped from the bed, picked it up from the table and saw his home phone number on the caller ID. He glanced back at the bed to see Ria’s blue eyes looking at him. The room had become lighter with the rise of the morning sun. “Hi honey.” He looked at the clock and saw it was 8:00AM. “I must have overslept.” They were going to leave around 7:00AM to get an early start. 

Ria felt guilty being naked in bed with him as he spoke with his wife and her best friend. She moved off the other side of the bed and slowly walked into the bathroom. 

Rehan peeked at Ria’s buttocks moving into the bath. “Ria must have overslept too. I’ll give her a call. How was your movie with Mohit last night?” 

Sameera told him that the movie was not too good and Mohit had left late as there was a storm. The fact was that the storm was quite bad and though Mohit had left, but they had initially decided that he would spend the night there.

“We’ll be back by afternoon ,” he said looking at his watch. He hung up and heard the shower running in the bath. After checking the headlines on TV he heard the shower turn off and a few minutes later heard the door open. Ria walked out with a large white hotel towel wrapped tightly around her chest and hips. “I guess we overslept,” she said smiling. She noticed he was lying back on the bed naked with his penis in a semi-hard condition. It was the first time she got a complete look at his nakedness. 

“Yeah, too bad because I was hoping for some more bed time,” he grinned. 

Ria walked over and sat on the bed next to him. “We made a mistake last night and cannot have it happen again.” Suddenly Rehan grabbed her body and pulled her mouth down to his. Though he did not know it but Mohit had something similar to his wife when he had pulled off her panty.

“Don’t,” she gasped just before his lips and tongue shut her up. She resisted for almost ten seconds before her tongue deserted her will and meshed with his. Her body was alive for the first time in many years. But, she knew they had to get on the road. She pushed him back and sat upward allowing the towel to fall at her waist. 

“We have to get on the road,” she giggled as she pulled him up from the bed and pushed him into the shower. “Hurry up.” Rehan didn’t shut the door as he showered and then dried only a few feet from her as she dried her hair. She had put her Tshirt and bra back on but was not wearing panties or her jeans. 

“God you look sexy,” he said with a full hard-on as he admired her bare feet, long legs and shapely buttocks. He moved up behind her and lifted the Tshirt to push his hardness into her soft ass.

She continued to dry her hair as if he was not even there. His six inch penis was lodged into her butt cheeks. “I guess we should just pick up breakfast on the road,” she said as her ass pushed back against him. 

“I want my breakfast now,” he whispered while moving his hand under her sweatshirt and around to the front. He parted her bush and found her raised clit. 

“That’s not breakfast,” she giggled while moving her legs apart. She turned off the dryer and put it on the sink as she turned and faced him. Her legs were still open which allowed his prick to push into her damp lips. “We don’t have time for this.” 

“Let me fuck you just once,” he begged like a young teen trying to get his first piece.

“No.” she replied firmly.

“Well, then let me stick it in just once.”

“As it is the head of your dick is embedded in my pussy lips so don’t ask as if you are yards away from me but this is just about as far you should go. If we are going to do it I don’t want it to be with my ass against the sink,” she giggled but pushed her pelvis forward with a jerk which slid the whole length of his cock inside her.

“Happy?” she laughed when she saw the startled look on his face. “And, we have to get on the road!” 

“That’s not fair. It was too quick. And not a fuck but a mere insertion! But thanks. And can I expect a full fuck?” He said with a big grin. 

“Maybe,” she said pushing him back. “Depends. I don’t say yes and I don’t say no” Before he could grab her she slipped under his arm and ran into the bedroom. She had her panties and jeans on before he could stop her. “Let’s go.” 

There was loud thunder and rain started falling in large drops. There was lightning and soon the entire area was enveloped in darkness as usually happened when there were heavy rains. Thankfully the invertor took over and they still had light in the house though there was none outside.

“Oh God, just as I was planning to go.” Mohit moaned as he tried to act disappointed.

“I don’t know Mohit what you really wanted but it would be unfair to ask you to leave so why don’t you make yourself comfortable?” Sameera said.

“Thanks, Sameera ” Mohit grinned. “I’m pretty tried so I think I’ll shower and go to sleep.” 

It seemed uncanny. As if Mohit was waiting for the rain to start, for her to ask him to stay over and for him to agree to that. She thought with a smile.

Sameera knew he was not going to sleep with her next to him. “Let me shower first so I can dry my hair.” She moved into the bath and closed the door. 

Mohit heard the shower come on and tried to picture her under the hot water. He wondered if she would allow him to shower with her. His pants, shirt, socks and boxers lay on the floor by the door as he cracked it open and saw her nude reflection in the frosted shower door. As she faced into the hot water spray he slowly slipped open the sliding door and moved behind her. “Care if I join you?” 

Sameera jumped when she heard his voice. “Shit you scared the life out of me,” she said turning and see his long hard penis pointing at her stomach. His soapy hands moved up to cup and gently wash her small breasts. “Ummm, that feels good,” she moaned as she took the soap and lathered up her own fingers before dropping them to his torpedo ready to launch. “I’m glad you are stranded,” she whispered as she stroked his cock. 

“Me too,” he grinned. “Do you think they are messing around like this?” 

“Could be,” Sameera laughed. “Depends on how your wife is responding.” 

“I don’t think he could turn down Ria,” Mohit smiled. He pushed his fingers into her bald pussy lips. 

“Do you think Ria would do it with Rehan?” She asked. 

“Maybe if the conditions are right and she didn’t think I’d find out.” He leaned down and pressed his lips onto hers. 

After anther ten minutes of washing each other they moved out of the shower and took turns towel drying each other. “Ready for bed?” Mohit asked. 

“Like this?” Sameera giggled. 

“Sure, why not?” He took her tiny hand in his and led her to the bed. He turned down the bedspread and sheet and they both looked at the place where they would spend the night naked in each others arms. He allowed her to move in first and followed her until he was lying on his side next to her prone body. 

“Mohit, don’t be mad but I can’t let you fuck me,” she said not looking at him. 

“You sure?” He asked while guiding her hand again to his nine inch prick. 

“Tell me something more. Honestly.” Mohit asked.

“God! You have so many questions.” Sameera laughed as she stroked his dick.

” I feel that all this is a dream. I mean till about 3-4 days back all that I could get to see of yours was some cleavage. That’s all. And I really wanted to fuck you because even that cleavage would give me an erection. I hope you don’t mind when I say that I wanted to fuck you? Does it feel bad or you like to hear it?”

She turned her head downward until her lips found the purple knob above her fist. She sucked it in and gently bit it with her teeth. “Ahhh,” he moaned. 

“Like it? Good! Look. Its flattering to hear that you get an erection and that you wanted to make love to me. You tell me what would be more flattering to a girl? That a man gets a hard on when he sees her or that he loses one when he sees her.” She smiled mischievously. “Fucking’ word is generally used in a negative sense and that’s why perhaps it does not sound so nice when it is said as if to belittle the girl who is getting ‘fucked’ and moreover if a man does get an erection it does not mean that he is at liberty to fuck me.” She diverted her attention back to his cock which was fully erect now. “So,I don’t want to do it unless we all agree,” she said as she stroked him. She turned her head downward until her lips found the purple knob above her fist. She sucked it in and gently bit it with her teeth.

“Ahhh,” he moaned. 

Sameera tried to swallow as much of him as possible. She felt him jump before when her teeth nibble on his and realized it was something new and exciting for him. She moved her body down onto his knees and turned her head to face his. As she looked into his eyes her mouth opened and her teeth again bit into his spongy tip. “OHHHH!” Mohit moaned. He looked at a woman he had fantasized about for years with his cock between her teeth. She giggled and swirled her tongue over the tiny hole on the tip and then slowly down the very sensitive underside. 

She felt his body tense up and grabbed his cock as he released his load. She swallowed the first fill and went back for more. 

As Sameera had told Rehan, Mohit left late at night once the storm and thunder had stopped. He returned when Rehan and Ria were about to return. Though they had been away from their spouses just for one night the way they embraced one another it appeared as if they had been away for ages. 

“I missed you,” Sameera whispered to Rehan. “Me too,” he whispered back. He noticed a red mark on her neck and glanced over at Mohit who was hugging Ria. He smiled and waved. 

“So how was it?” Ria whispered to Sameera. 

“Hot,” Sameera whispered back. “The first night was good but trying to prevent him from fucking me was tough.” 

“Me too,” Ria smiled. “Rehan got pretty pissed when I refused him. But let me be honest with you. He did manage to get inside me once. There was no way I could prevent it.”

“You mean to say he got his cock inside you?” Sameera asked in mock anger.

Ria nodded sheepishly. “I am sorry. But I would feel bad if I didn’t tell you.”

Sameera laughed. “You needn’t be. Even your husband did the same. Had I not been firm he would have fucked me 5 or 6 times but yes, he too did get it inside me. But I obliged him with orals. I guess a suitable opportunity for a proper swap has to be found.” Sameera said.

“This is such a co incidence. Orals even I was okay with. Anyway,I couldn’t agree with you more. But lets keep this just to ourselves. We will disclose this to these guys as and when we move ahead. If such an opportunity is found.” Ria laughed and Sameera joined in.

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