Journey of a Cuckold Ch. 09

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Journey of a Cuckold Ch. 09
byvyasya©
We headed to Rajasthan the following day and reached there in the evening. We were there for four night's safari, although the original safari was for seven days. Not surprisingly the safari wasn't terribly crowded and there were several empty tents. Shrini had made the arrangements for us. The tents were quite luxurious. They had a separate bathroom -- quite surprising by Indian standards. There were two beds; each one pretty big for one person but not quite big for two people. There was a small table between the two beds and the beds must have been six feet apart. The tents, although next to each other, were quite secluded.

Having traveled quite some distance during the day to reach to the camp, we decided to rest immediately after having our dinner without attending the evening entertainment program that night. I took the bed closer to the bathroom and in a matter of minutes fell asleep. I must have been asleep for more than couple of hours or so when I suddenly felt Mayuri sleeping next to me. She was massaging my penis, which was sporting a stiff erection now.

"Sleepy head," she whispered nuzzling my neck.

"Aren't you supposed to take care of your wife?" she asked sexily.

"Especially on her birthday," she said.

"Were you expecting Shrini to fill in for you?" she teased.

"Your choice," I replied turning my face towards her. She kissed me and ****** her tongue deep in my mouth, which I accepted willingly.

"I always need you," she mumbled.

"Who would eat me otherwise?" she reasoned.

"You could use your tongue to prime my pussy for his entry."

"And then later use it to soothe my pussy after he ravages it," she suggested sexily, chuckling at the thought. Mayuri was getting bolder and it seemed we had no boundaries now. We enjoyed our fantasies and sexy talk very much -- in the past couple of months there were hardly any sessions where we never engaged in such foreplay.

"Is it time to prime you or soothe you?" I quickly retorted.

"Neither," was her dry reply.

"He had to make do with a blow job," she added.

"In fact, he just relieved himself in my mouth," she said and kissed me again.

"Why is that?" I asked moving my hand inside her panties.

"Until you are willing to raise his children..." I broke her off and fiercely kissed her again.

"You are willing aren't you?" she asked sexily.

"How many do you want?" I asked breathlessly as she was rapidly stroking me. I groaned in pain as she wickedly twisted my penis with her hand.

"He has plans to use me as a cow," she breathed.

"Are you up for it?" I teased her.

"Very much!" was her prompt reply.

The sexy talk went on and we had another torrid session that night. She was clearly in heat and ensured that I wore a condom before penetrating her. We did once more in the morning before embarking on our safari. Our next camp was approximately 14 miles away if we took the actual route. Mayuri and Shrini headed with the skilled riders while I stayed back with the amateurs. I wondered if Shrini would cajole her into becoming his mistress during their ride.

The amateur group took an easier and shorter route but even then we reached about an hour later than the first group. We were to rest for couple of hours after lunch and all of us had individual tents almost similar to the original ones we had, albeit a little simpler in design. Regardless, they offered lot of privacy surprisingly. Mayuri and Shrini weren't there when I sat down for lunch -- they were already done and perhaps either strolling around or resting in one of our tents. I had instant hard-on thinking about the possibilities. I quickly gulped down my food and rushed to our tent, fully expecting to catch Shrini and Mayuri in their act. I tiptoed to our tent and waited outside to confirm if Shrini was inside; not finding anyone I stepped inside. Mayuri pulled me inside and latched the door. She looked worked up. Her hair, which usually was neatly tied in a braid, was loose. Most of her shirt buttons were open and I noticed that even her bra was unhooked. And I noticed her face, which was bright red and her lips rosy red with some slimy white stuff smeared on her lips. Before I could figure it out, she pulled me in for a kiss and I realized that it was Shrini's semen. It was perhaps the first time I tasted fresh semen of Shrini. Shrini seemed to have rubbed his penis generously on her lips and Mayuri didn't bother or perhaps didn't have time to clean up.

"What happened?" I asked.

"I couldn't fend him off," she replied breathlessly.

"Had to relieve him with a blowjob," she added.

"Now don't waste time, I need some relief too," she said and pushed me onto my knees. She quickly got rid of her breaches and straddled my face. I pleasured her for the next fifteen minutes with my tongue. Having satisfied herself completely, she said, "You don't know how much I miss this."

"Even when he shafts you with his majestic equipment?" I asked nervously.

"Well," she said looking at me while wearing her breaches, "sometimes I do need help with lubrication."

"Don't you folks engage in foreplay?" I asked curiously.

"We do," she said and then pausing for a moment added, "But that only means performing fellatio or rimming him."

"He likes it," she reasoned noticing my disapproval.

"Besides," she added, "that helps me delay intercourse until I am well lubricated and sometime it also hastens his ejaculation."

"Funny isn't it?" she asked tucking in her shirt.

"With you I need to worry about prolonging the act of intercourse. And with him I need to find ways to shorten it," she said chuckling.

"I need to go," she said and kissed me forcefully.

"You are lucky," she said, "He didn't plant a baby in me."

That evening we had a private cake cutting ceremony in our tent. Mayuri enjoyed the moment and was happy to have celebrated her birthday on a safari. Thanking Shrini for fulfilling her dream, she hugged him and even gave a small peck on his lips. After Shrini stepped out, we tidied up a little and then Mayuri quickly whispered to me.

"If you hadn't been around, I could have relieved him as a thank you."

"You should have warned me then," I quickly retorted.

"Next time," she replied smiling.

Not having experience with horseback riding, I was sore and wished to take a bath. However, water was scarce in this region, especially hot water, and hence was rationed. We indulged a little more in foreplay before stepping out for evening ceremony. As usual, it was mostly me pleasing her. Although, she did return the favor by taking my penis in her mouth for a short while but didn't conclude it claiming that I would have ejaculated too soon.

Back at the evening ceremony -- singing and dancing shows -- I noticed that Mayuri was extremely social with Shrini. Her nervousness around him had vanished. Mayuri was sitting in between both of us but to any onlooker, she was Shrini's wife. I was nursing an erection ever since we embarked on the safari, this morning. Having relieved Mayuri twice, it seemed unfair that I had to suffer.

A star gazing program was organized that night. The assembly area was some distance away from the tents as the lights in our camp could make it difficult to watch the stars on the horizon. I decided to call it a day giving more time for Mayuri and Shrini to intermingle. It was perhaps more in anticipation of watching them do again. I needed some rest before the events would start -- quite hopeful Shrini would nail Mayuri tonight. Mayuri and Shrini went ahead with their star gazing program. I expected them to be back pretty soon but the big question was whether Mayuri would let him mount her and if so would she take a risk of doing it in his tent.

I had been asleep for couple of ours when I woke up with some rustling outside our tent. People were returning from the star gazing program. Soon I heard Mayuri and Shrini outside our tent. Ours was the farthest tent in the camp and Shrini's was next to ours. Shrini walked her to our tent and there perhaps he tried to either hug her or kiss her. I wondered if he was trying to accost her to his tent, although, I seriously hoped he wouldn't as my chances of witnessing them in action would vanish immediately.

"Don't," I heard her say, "Someone might catch us." She stepped inside our tent and Shrini followed her. The light emanating from behind our tent allowed me to identify two figures clearly but it wasn't bright enough to reveal their acts. I noticed Shrini hugging her from behind as Mayuri moaned and leaned back. She then quickly turned and kissed him, ignoring my presence.

"Sameer might wake up," she whispered

"Let's do it tomorrow," she said, perhaps hinting at another afternoon session.

"Now, please," she pleaded but kissed him very passionately before turning back towards our bathroom presuming Shrini would leave. I noticed that he didn't and just waited there for Mayuri to head towards bathroom for changing her clothes. Shrini carefully latched the door and moved to other end of the tent and waited besides the bathroom door. It was brave of him to take his chance in my presence. I was facing the opposite direction and hence could only sense him standing right next to my bed.

He pounced on Mayuri as soon as she stepped out and smothered her yelp with his passionate kiss. Mayuri reciprocated but pulled him into the bathroom sensing that I could wake up. Mayuri later on confessed what transpired in the bathroom that night. She helped him pee -- an ordeal Shrini enjoyed, especially when there was a chance of getting caught -- and then proceeded to fellate him. Shrini, however, didn't let her finish the job. He made her remove her panties -- she generally doesn't wear her bra to bed -- saying that she wouldn't need them tonight.

Mayuri pleaded, as she lay down on her bed, "Please Shrini..."

"Sameer might wake up."

"He won't," Shrini assured, lying next to her.

I presumed that he might have tried to ******* me and that was perhaps why I felt sleepy immediately after dinner. However, the effect didn't last for long.

"Please Shrini," she again pleaded, "Don't jeopardize my career."

"I am helping you," replied Shrini.

"Trust me there is no other way. You have to spread your legs for the black partner of your firm to rise to managerial and executive layer."

"Better lick his asshole," he said chuckling.

"I don't need your advice on that," retorted Mayuri.

"Why are you not listening to me," she said frustrated trying to stop his advances.

"Look," she said sternly, "I know what you want."

"When the time comes," she said, her voice quivered, "you can have as many as you want."

"Three more years," she added.

Mayuri always hinted the possibility of bearing children for Shrini in our fantasies and role play but we never discussed this beyond our bedroom. It seemed to me that there was a clear understanding between Shrini and Mayuri regarding this, which confirmed Rohini's story on why the relationship snapped all of a sudden.

"What about our anniversary?" he asked.

"Aren't you itching to tongue my asshole?" he teased her. It seemed the afternoon session was a hurried one. She responded by kissing him. In the faint light I could see him squeeze her breasts as he kissed her and soon got on top of her. He kissed her breasts and bit her nipple as she groaned in pain. In no time, she slid down and took his penis in her mouth.

"Fuck my mouth," she exhaled.

"Use it as a pussy," she urged him.

"It is my anniversary gift to you!"

I didn't understand what anniversary she was referring to. The very first time she fellated was during the July 4th weekend of 1999 and the second time was during the Millennium New Year celebration. Rohini later on clarified that Mayuri made up her mind to accept the proposal on her birthday.

"Are you sure?" he asked in concerned tone.

"Yes," she replied confidently.

I had witnessed during last years valentine day when Shrini fucked her mouth. Now, I had another opportunity to witness him fuck her mouth as he would fuck her pussy. Mayuri positioned herself just under him with her legs dangling down the bed. Shrini pinned her hands under his and shoved his penis in her mouth. She had perfectly angled her mouth to ease his penetration with the help of pillow under her head. I witnessed an awesome fucking, although, I could only make out his strokes. He abused her mouth for the next ten minutes. He would alternate with long and deep strokes with rapid strokes, giving her progressively little time to recover. At no time she showed any sign of gagging and neither did she ever request him to stop his onslaught. I only wished I could have witness this in broad day light.

Having satisfied himself, he pulled her up and kissed her passionately.

"That was a splendid gift," he said commending her ability.

"How did you manage it?"

"Talent," was her witty reply. I later learned that she almost skipped her dinner that night in preparation for this act. Mayuri perhaps had made up her mind and decided to take this affair to the next level.

"Now, it's my turn to give you a gift," he said and suddenly there was silence. Shrini was still on top of her and I noticed in the dim light that he was grinding his crotch against hers. Mayuri moaned and I saw her lift her legs to encircle his butt, pulling him even further. They passionately kissed as this dry humping went on.

Shrini lifted himself up and kneeled between her legs, which were spread wide. Not words were exchanged but I noticed that Mayuri's hands were busy stroking his thick penis gently.

"You are practically drooling," Mayuri said as she licked her fingers wet with his precum. She stroked his cock a few times, until it was fairly taught and positioned it at the entrance of her vagina. All of this happened in less than couple of minutes but in my mind I played it several thousand times in slow motion that even today I could vividly recollect the actual sequence of events. Mayuri winced as Shrini's penis entered her and soon she was moaning continually. Her grunts grew louder with each stroke and it seemed she had almost forgotten about my presence. Fortunately, she was not too loud to wake any of the neighbors.

He penetrated in that position for a little while and then urged her to lift her legs above his shoulders that would allow for much deeper penetration. With each of his thrust, Mayuri grunted and winced in pain but it was evident that she longed for it as well. Shrini, for his frail frame, was not only just well endowed but also much fitter to continue pumping her for not less than twenty-five minutes. Finally, after pleasuring Mayuri for over thirty minutes, he collapsed on her.

Catching her breath, she said, "Hopefully, I would have a present for you in nine months!"

"Are you pleased?" she asked him lovingly toying with his hair. He didn't respond; having exhausted himself after such a frantic session, it was understandable. As he tried to rollover to her side, she stopped him saying, "Let it soak in a little."

"Impregnating anyone is a pleasure," he responded lazily to her question.

"More so when the lady happens to be gorgeous and someone else's wife," he chuckled. Mayuri responded by slapping on his bare bottom playfully.

After a few minutes he lifted himself off her but she didn't let him rollover instead she tugged at him and slid down under him. Shrini instinctively understood and offered his penis for her to suck on. She took his slimy penis in her mouth and deep throated his penis; perhaps sucking every last bit of his semen into her mouth.

Mayuri then altered her position to pleasure his anus; Shrini only moaned in response. I presumed she would do it only for a minute or so but she continued on for another five minutes. Hearing Shrini moan, I longed for that experience as well but neither Mayuri nor Rohini would ever return that favor.

They quickly wrapped up and Shrini left after tidying himself. At the door, she gave him a light peck on his lips and grabbing his crotch said, "Although you are a Stud, you would need a few more turns before planting your seed!" She hinted towards a possibility of another session tomorrow night or perhaps in the afternoon.

Mayuri locked the door behind him and tiptoed inside. I presumed she was heading towards the bathroom to clean herself before going to bed. Then quite surprisingly her hand sneaked under my blanket and cupped my stiff erection. She knew that I was awake. It startled me but then I quickly regained composure and turned to look back at her; my heart was beating frantically and my lips were parched. She planted her lips on mine and waited for me to reach out; perhaps she wasn't sure if I would want to kiss her immediately after she rimmed him. I didn't disappoint her.

She lay next to me fondling my erection and sucking on my lips. Breaking the kiss, she asked, "Did you enjoy the show?"

"Very much," I blurted in response.

"Do you like me being a slut for him?" was her next question. I responded by kissing her passionately.

"Show me how much you like it," she whispered climbing up on me. She sat astride my chest making me realize how much Shrini must have cum in her; her panty was practically soaking with mixture of their juices. She hesitantly moved forward until her pelvic area was almost near my face. She was still supporting herself taking little support of my chest. She let me take the next step and I made an effort to get closer to her vaginal opening. However, because of the awkward position I couldn't reach her nether from where pungent smell was emanating.

"Do you smell it?" she asked in shaky voice, lifting herself over my face. It was out of world experience for me as even with Rohini I had never got a chance to smell or taste such a freshly fucked pussy. I breathed in the pungent aroma, which acted as an aphrodisiac now. As I gently nuzzled her panty covered pussy, my nose became wet with their secretions.

"That's the smell of a well-endowed stud," she moaned as I showered her with gentle kisses.

"Taste it," she urged. I opened up my lips and let me tongue sneak out to taste remnants of their mating. She let me take a few licks for a few moments and then ground her crotch on my open mouth and my nose. The slimy stuff had descended on my mouth and nose now and there was plenty of the gooey stuff. She moved the gusset of her underwear with her one hand and with other she pulled my face up closer to her crotch to give me complete access to her well-fucked and lubricated vagina.

"Lick it all!"

"Get used it," she urged as I slid my tongue between the folds of her distended pussy. I had eaten her several times in (almost) five years of marriage but I never felt her so stretched out. The only time I had sensed her to be a little loose was when I paid a surprise visit on her birthday last year.

"You might find my pussy in this state more often than not," she seethed as I nibbled on her clit.

"Now that you have given him a free pass," she added. I was busy cleaning up her messy pussy while she continued her blabbering. It was an erotic experience for both of us and I found her responding to even simplest of my tongue strokes. After I had cleaned up completely, having devoured every last bit of his semen from her pussy, she twirled her gusset inside out and asked me to clean it up.

"Don't waste his precious semen," she said. I didn't resist and licked her very wet gusset free of his semen. She then slid back on top of me and planted a very hot kiss on my lips again.

"Perfect husband," she complimented.

"Allowing a deserving stud to mate and impregnate his beautiful wife," she said jerking my penis.

"How was it?"

"Living your fantasy?" she clarified.

"Were you in your fertile period?" I asked surprised, although I did believe she was.

 

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"Very near," she responded.

"Don't worry," she assured, "He practically hosed me with his semen and then there are two more nights," she said.

"I would certainly be carrying his baby!" she said with a chuckle.

"Isn't that what you wanted?" she quizzed me.

"I thought he would just get a chance," I mumbled confused about how to handle this conversation.

"And I knew he would capitalize on it," she retorted.

"Are you having second thoughts?" she asked concerned with my response.

"A little," I replied honestly.

"Although, I have harbored this fantasy ever since the first time we swapped spouses," I exhaled for the first time confessing my secret desire for her to be impregnated by a well-endowed stud.

"It is weird, I still have hard-on thinking about it," I blurted.

"Trust me, it has a similar effect on me," she replied.

"Do you wish to be impregnated by him?" I asked expecting an honest reply from her.

"Yes it is one of my favorite fantasies," she reluctantly admitted.

"However, I am as reluctant as you are," she added.

"Yet you let him impregnate you," I retorted.

"Look at this," she said pointing to my stiff erection.

"We are discussing a delicate and sensitive issue, yet you have a hard on," she teased.

"NO! It was you who let him impregnate me!"

"And that too in your presence!" she said emphatically.

"Didn't you enjoy it?" she asked.

"It was THE most erotic experience," I honestly replied.

"Unfortunately it does have consequences," she said and kissed me passionately.

"We still have a chance," she said in her sexy voice.

"You would have to pay the price, though," she warned.

"If you are lucky, I wouldn't miss my periods."

"What's your plan?" I asked curiously.

"Well I am wearing a diaphragm," she said.

"Really?" I asked her surprised by her preventive measure.

"Don't get excited," she cautioned.

"I have not used spermicidal; you wouldn't have liked the taste," she chuckled.

"So, what is the deal?" I asked eagerly.

"If you don't want me to get pregnant, then," she said pausing for a moment and then added, "You would have to refrain from having intercourse with me."

"Intercourse could easily spread his semen and even dislocate the diaphragm," she argued.

"That's unfair," I complained.

"He gets to screw you and I don't," I added.

"Well, you have given him a free pass."

"Who am I to stop him?" she shrugged.

"Are you going to use spermicidal?" I asked realizing the chances of pregnancy are significantly higher if that cream was not used.

"NO," was her emphatic response.

"Remember, we need to offer him a reasonable chance for the experience to be erotic."

"Moreover, I don't like the taste of it and neither would you like," she added.

"So, for all practical purposes you could even sleep in his tent," I retorted.

"Not really!" she replied teasingly.

"I still need you. Besides, it is more exciting when he is screwing your wife in your bed."

"Isn't it?"

"There is an alternative," she said snapping me out of my thoughts.

"You get to screw me provided you wear five condoms and..." her words trailed.

"Five?" I asked stunned by her request.

"If you want me to feel you in this state then I would need that many," she said humiliating me.

"And what?" I asked.

"You have to remove the diaphragm. Smear his remnants all over your condom and then penetrate me," she said in her sexy voice.

"In other words help him impregnate you?" I asked.

"Yes," she replied shyly.

"You are so mean," I responded and we jostled on the bed. I got on top of her and pinned her down as I sat astride on her. "Is this how you let him fuck your mouth," I said as I positioned my penis on her lips. She turned her face and said, "That privilege is only reserved for my Bulls."

"My Bulls?"

"What Bulls?" I asked teasingly.

"Ones who are well-endowed," she said emphasizing that word, "and rightly deserving to ******* my children," she added to tease me.

"How many do you have?" I asked.

"Right now just one."

"What was that talk about black partner from your firm?" I asked getting serious. I moved on top of her.

"You don't need to worry about him," she quickly replied.

"He is old enough to be my *******!"

While we were having this lengthy discussion, Mayuri was constantly keeping me on the edge by stroking my penis every now and then. I knew I had to play along if Mayuri had to fulfill my fantasy. However, some of her requests were rather odd and I didn't quite understand how to respond to them.

"You need only worry about the stud sleeping in the next tent," she said giving my penis a wicked twist. I was positioned on top of her but hadn't lowered myself on her and she had a vicious grip on my member and had made sure that it was facing away from her entrance.

"Aren't you forgetting our deal," she reminded me as I tried to position myself on her for entering her.

"I can't choose between the two," I complained, "Both of them are equally painful."

"What would you prefer?" I asked.

"I might as well please you," I reasoned.

"Are you saying this honestly?" she asked me.

"Yes."

She thought about this for a little while I kissed her and very hesitantly said, "You have the potential to become a perfect husband," and then whispered, "While I have the potential to become his perfect mistress."

"It would be perfect gift for our anniversary," she said referring to their anniversary. I knew what she was suggesting and had the urge to accede to her request. I kissed her and quickly got a few condoms from my bag. Mayuri helped me put them on and insisted that they have to be five.

"When I asked why?"

"Because you are allowing him to impregnate me five times," she joked. She helped me remove her diaphragm, which I found with a little difficulty. To her incredulity, I quickly smeared it across my condom and mounted her. After a few strokes, I realized that the additional condoms would help me in delaying my ejaculation. Even with the layers of condom, I could not prolong my ejaculation more than seven minutes; but that was enough for Mayuri to have another orgasm. When I was very close to my ejaculation, Mayuri pulled me for a very hot kiss and lifted her legs on top of my bum restricting my motion, perhaps in an attempt to prolong the session.

"Do you realize," she whispered as my strokes slowed down.

"You have no chance of reaching my cervix while Shrini always enters it."

"Shrini may have already dislodged the diaphragm from its place," she added.

"And now you are driving his seed further," she whispered into my ears and nibbled on my ears. The sexy talk was having an effect on me and I had increased my tempo significantly despite pressure of her legs on my back.

"Do you know what that makes you?" she asked in her low soft voice.

"A cuckold," she whispered as I rammed into her one last time and ejaculated inside five layers of condom.

Both of us went to bed exhausted after our marathon session. The word 'cuckold' resonated in my ears several times as I fell asleep. In the morning she admitted that she was almost in her fertile week but probably couple of days away from entering the peak period.

The next morning just before we parted our ways for the next days journey, Mayuri hugged me and quickly whispered, "Don't be too late, I should have more stuff to feed you."

I didn't disappoint her. The ride was much pleasant and leisurely compared to the previous days ride. In fact, we were supposed to return back to our original camps for lunch, as we were just sight seeing in that area. I reached much earlier that day for lunch, a little ahead of other folks. At the camp, people decided to take a little break before having their lunch as it was mostly deserted. I carefully walked towards our tent not sure what to expect. When I heard soft moans and grunts of Mayuri outside our tent, I knew I was too early. They seemed to be in the last act and pretty soon Shrini ejaculated inside her. I couldn't hear much of their conversation as the tent was fairly sound proof. Mayuri dressed up before Shrini left as she still wasn't expecting me. I surprised her as soon as Shrini was out of sight. We kissed each other frantically right as soon as we shut the door close.

"I am practically dripping with his stuff," she said as she led me to our bed. I was stunned when I saw the state of her pussy in the day light. It was visibly distended and bright red in color and was full of his semen. She had another orgasm as I lapped her up and cleaned her completely. Mayuri, however, didn't let me have intercourse with her as I didn't have any condoms left. She offered to fellate me instead and gave me one of her best blow jobs. As expected she didn't let me flood her mouth but instead let me ejaculate in her kerchief. As we parted our ways for the afternoon ride, I realized that there were no more condoms and perhaps that was the reason why she insisted on five condoms last night. I remember that in some of our earlier sessions she had hinted at the possibility of offering exclusive access to Shrini during her fertile period. She was, perhaps, just exercising that fantasy of hers. Having relieved myself, I admired beautiful sights and monuments that afternoon.

Mayuri again spent most of her evening with Shrini and not surprisingly quite a few of our fellow tourists believed she was his wife. I observed that Mayuri was acting a little more affectionately than usual and I even saw them kissing in the darkness between two tents. The entertainment program ended quickly as there was another star gazing program that night. I soon joined Mayuri inside our tent, where she immediately pounced on me. The star gazing program was supposed to start in about half an hour; so we had some time to indulge in a little session. She was in a hot mood and spent a lot of time kissing while stroking my penis, which seemed to become a norm.

"Are you certain you wouldn't mind raising Shrini's kid?" she asked breaking the kiss.

"Almost," I replied trying not to disappoint her.

"If you are not sure," she said, "then maybe I should start using the spermicidal and perhaps resume my pills once we get back.

"I didn't say that," I interrupted.

"You have to be honest," she urged me.

"Well, is it going to stop at just one?" I asked a rhetorical question.

"It is not going stop until I deliver Rohini's share as well," she chuckled.

"I knew if this continued we would be ****** to make difficult decisions."

"You have already opened the can of worms!"

Rohini warned me about the possibility of having to raise Shrini's children. Shrini would have certainly expected two children from Mayuri and I had already resigned to that fate of mine. It seemed, Mayuri was aware of Rohini's grand plans and perhaps even tacitly supported her. I couldn't blame Mayuri, though, after all, it was her who had terminated the arrangement.

"What are you suggesting?" I asked her earnestly.

"Shrini isn't quite sure if he would get ample opportunities with me," she started.

"So, he would try to impregnate me as soon as an opportunity arises.

"If he is assured that he would get two children for sure from me then he would be willing to plan for them," she said.

"What are you saying?" I asked her to be clear.

"I am saying we let Shrini impregnate me with the first two ones and then you have a third one," she clarified.

"How do you propose to do that?" I asked.

"Leave it to me!"

"All you do is refraining from intercourse with me during my fertile period," she said casually.

"That way, I am certain that he has 100% chance," she clarified.

"You have become very wicked," I said teasing her. I knew this would be the mostly likely solution and didn't mind the fact that Shrini would get to impregnate her before me. She kissed me passionately and softly whispered as she stroked my stiff penis, "Friday nights are reserved exclusively for my Bull." She resumed our foreplay with a fierce kiss; she was in extremely hot mood, now that she almost had permission to conceive from Shrini. Within minutes she pushed me to kneel down as she pulled down her pajamas and lay back on the bed.

"Prepare me for him," she said guiding my face towards her pussy. This was an important ordeal for her; she had talked about this several times in her fantasy but this was the first time I was actually enacting it. It turned out that I was always engaged in foreplay with her before she went for a session with Shrini. I never detested this part; in fact this act of humiliation always excited me and kept me on the edge most of the time. It was the second act, which entailed cleaning her up that I found sometimes objectionable because of the bitter taste; although, Shrini's semen was much better tasting than mine.

I pleasured her for over ten minutes and we were pretty close to the time when the folks would start leaving for the star gazing program. Mayuri was completely lubricated and ready for Shrini now as her juices were overflowing in anticipation.

"Remove the diaphragm now," she suggested. In no time I fished out slimy diaphragm from her vagina; it was sticky with Shrini's semen and when I saw that I realized there was little chance of Mayuri missing her next period.

"You may go for star gazing program," she suggested and, "Please take your time, don't be back early."

It was a repeat of yesterday after I returned back from the program. Mayuri was still in his tent when I returned so I had to take a short walk for her to be back. Shrini had hosed her again and I dutifully cleaned it all up. If that wasn't enough she woke me in the morning to prepare her for her morning session with him. The following night there was a romantic program for couples to go watching full moon on camel ride. Mayuri, for sure, opted to go out with Shrini and more important they rode on the same camel. Not only that but she also decided to spend the entire night with him. It was her way of signaling her acceptance to Shrini's proposal of becoming his mistress for life and agreement to bear him two children. I was for once relieved that things didn't have to be surreptitious now that Mayuri had openly accepted their proposal. Things, however, moved too fast for my taste. Mayuri decided to spend another two days alone with Shrini at Udaipur while I had to still feign to her family that we were staying together during those two days. Not only that but back home, we had to fabricate another lie about how the camera rolls got lost since there were hardly any photographs of us together. In fact, apart from a handful of moments where we were together, she was mostly with Shrini. Mayuri had a private photo album, which had loads of their snaps together on this vacation, pretending to be newly wedded couple. For Mayuri this was special since she believed this was the first time she cuckolded me as every other time she felt it was only swinging. It was also special because she conceived our first ******* while on this trip. Shrini did manage to impregnate her in his very first attempt after Mayuri extended the trip by couple of days since she was at the peak of her fertility then.

Fortunately, Shrini's attitude towards me didn't change and he still treated me as a good friend. Lot of changes happened in our life after that Rajasthan tour, though. Shrini started staying over at our place during the week days when I wasn't around. Sometimes, both Mayuri and Shrini opted to stay at the apartment where Shrini was put up mostly during week days, especially if they had lot of work. Mayuri spent all her Fridays with Shrini and let me entertain Rohini on those days. However, Shrini and Rohini were particular about not overstaying at our place and encroaching on our lives by spending the weekends away from us most of the time. Naturally, there were instances when we would spend a weekend together, which usually meant lot of creampie and sloppy seconds for me.

I always wondered if Mayuri knew a lot more than I did about Rohini's plans and decided to ask her one day. It was on our anniversary after I had cleaned up her cum soaked panty and pussy. She was three months pregnant and had started showing up. She honestly narrated the plan and how things had transpired. Although, I knew some aspects of the plan, which Mayuri didn't know and hence could say that she didn't hide anything but just skimmed on certain aspects. For the benefit of the reader, I am including the details that Mayuri either omitted or wasn't aware of.

It started the day Shrini laid his eyes on Mayuri after she came to the US. Since we had been away after our honeymoon for quite some time, Mayuri decided to dress up as a newly wedded wife while coming to the US. She had the mehndi in her hands and feet and she wore plenty of bangles in her hands. And the day we got together to celebrate our wedding, she was simply irresistible. Shrini had seen her during our college days but back then she was just a teenage girl and now she looked splendid as a newly married woman.

While she was never frail or thin, she certainly was a lot thinner compared to what she was when she came to the US after our marriage. Hours of studying and not much work made her put on a little weight in the right places. Mayuri in her bridal wear was too hard to resist and it didn't take long for Shrini to realize that Mayuri had the potential to be his ideal mistress.

To Shrini a perfect mistress was one who could provide plenty of mating opportunities without the associated liabilities. After his marriage to Rohini, he had three prolonged affairs; one of them came pretty close to breaking his marriage with Rohini. That's when he learnt that it was better to have affairs with married women. Even Rohini encouraged him realizing that she could never fulfill his lust alone.

Rohini concurred with Shrini's assessment and agreed to support him if he decided to pursue Mayuri. Mayuri was extremely young, not even twenty-one, beautiful and had perfect figure. Shrini was pursuing a white colleague of his, who incidentally was in middle thirties, at that time but Rohini insisted that he focus on Mayuri instead. She knew it would not be easy to seduce Mayuri into such a relationship but felt that it could be a life-long affair if he did manage to seduce her. To her rational mind there were several benefits. Firstly, a younger woman, especially in her early twenties, naturally has high libido and consequently is more willing in the bedroom. Secondly, a younger woman has age on her side and doesn't have to hurry up entering the family way and hence promiscuity can be tolerated.

Shrini and Rohini never intended to have an open relationship that eventually panned out. It was more behind my back kind of relationship with Mayuri. Neither did they anticipate the affair involving pregnancy. In fact, that is one of the reason they felt that it could be easier to continue affair with Mayuri because we didn't have any plans of entering family way until she was nearing 30. However, Rohini did size up Mayuri from that regard and was extremely pleased with Mayuri's potential. Mayuri always had a sturdy figure and her lower portion -- waist, hips, and legs -- was particularly strong. In the language of Kama Sutra, although Mayuri is a Mare and her proper pairing is with a Bull, she could accommodate a Horse and hence her pairing with Shrini would be pleasurable to her. In the Yarraman-story language, although Belle was a normal horse, she could accommodate the legendary Clydesdale stallion Yarraman. Rohini had also noted that Mayuri had wider pelvic bones that could make it easier to deliver babies, even potentially larger ones.

Although Shrini flirted with Mayuri on every possible occasion, he couldn't make much breakthrough and had almost given up when Rohini intervened. In the ensuing next eighteen months, Rohini formed a very strong bond with Mayuri and in the process brainwashed her.

 

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In the first couple of months, Rohini and Mayuri were comfortable enough to discuss their episodes. Rohini would ask probing questions to understand our sex-life better -- how long our sessions lasted, how frequently we did, what positions, etc. It is around this time Rohini introduced Mayuri to the sexual prowess of Shrini. It was true that Shrini demanded sex from Rohini almost every night and the weekend sessions were especially longer. Given that I was on a consulting job and had to travel on a weekly basis, we could never do it more than four times a week. Moreover, Mayuri too was busy with higher studies. Nevertheless, Rohini managed to convince Mayuri that she deserved a lot more than what she was getting.

Mayuri knew that she was beautiful and could have had her pick if she wanted to marry someone else. Rohini convinced Mayuri that since she was incredibly beautiful she deserved the right to mate with anyone she wished. She insisted that the parameters to choose an ideal husband were drastically different from the parameters to choose an ideal mate. Most ordinary woman wouldn't go terribly wrong following the ideal husband criteria's. However, beautiful women such as Mayuri needed a two-prong strategy. Mayuri was successful in securing a good husband, who was loving and able to support her throughout her life. Rohini suggested that she move onto the second part of strategy in securing an ideal mate.

Although, Mayuri didn't take these discussions seriously, it did wet her appetite for sex. According to Rohini, Mayuri deserved to be mounted everyday; otherwise she is wasting her youth. Rohini encouraged her evaluate one of her batch mates. Till this point, Mayuri had not shown much interest in Shrini. Shrini was pretty ordinary looking guy and very thin for his height and age. It was only after Rohini started justifying when she deserved more by explaining the number of times they did, which was around 5-6 times a week. Her interest peaked after Rohini confessed that Shrini was rather well endowed and was extremely virile despite his ordinary looks and frail frame.

As the months progressed, Mayuri's interest in Shrini increased, although she didn't believe Rohini. Mayuri gradually started believing that she deserved a lot more than what I could offer in the bedroom. Moreover, Rohini convinced her that unless she sampled other men, she wouldn't know for sure what she was missing. Rohini more or less convinced Mayuri that sampling Shrini may not be a bad idea since Shrini was well endowed and had insatiable appetite for sex. Moreover, Rohini always had difficulty in accommodating Shrini and would rather catch up on sleep than get screwed by him.

Mayuri was not willing to cheat on me, so they had to devise another way. That is when they decided to test waters by trying the spouse-swapping-for-an-evening episode. However, when things looked to happen, Mayuri hesitated a little and was not sure if she wanted to take the next step. Rohini promised to pair Shrini with her only if Mayuri promised to be a willing participant. At the very least, she insisted that Mayuri should provide free access to her boobs and return his kisses. Rohini threatened to pair her with Vinil, the most docile, and the least equipped amongst the three, if she didn't agree. Mayuri agreed realizing that it could be her only chance to sample someone else. Rohini made her promise that if she felt Shrini was well-endowed, large enough to satisfy her, she should fellate him and relieve him before the end of the movie. Mayuri decided to act sluttish since Shrini wasn't aware of the understanding between Rohini and her. She wore a saree and didn't wear brassiere but wore panty, just in case they decide to fuck, his cum should not seep down her legs.

As promised by Rohini, Shrini was well-endowed. His penis was almost twice as long as mine and too her utter surprise it was twice as thick as well. As an acceptance of her approval, she not only decided to fellate him but also decided to let him flood her mouth. However, Shrini had far too much control to ejaculate within half an hour.

Having tasted it once, the allure of having an ideal bed mate was hard for her to resist. Rohini proposed the idea of becoming his mistress at this time. Mayuri liked the idea but not the strings attached.

A mistress's first duty was to pleasure her master, which she didn't object. However, the other requirements that she place him on a higher pedestal and attend to his needs before her husbands and be ever ready to mate with him, regardless of the time and place were something she couldn't accept easily. As days passed she even accepted these two requirements whole heartedly. Rohini cunningly added the third part of the agreement that a perfect mistress would willingly honor and that was of bearing children for her master. Since Mayuri was already married, this requirement demanded her to provide plenty of impregnating opportunities to Shrini. Rohini suggested, a perfect mistress would not only provide such fruitful mating opportunities but also ensure her master gets an unfair advantage.

Mayuri in all fairness didn't want to cheat on me. She knew that even if I was onboard with open relationship proposed, I wouldn't be aware of all the conditions attached and hence declined Rohini's offer. However, as days passed Shrini kept hitting on her trying to corn her to become his mistress. Around this time he shared his recurring dream about Yarraman and Belle.

Rohini had already adopted a two-prong strategy, convincing both Mayuri and I, realizing that Mayuri wouldn't be willing to cheat on me. Her efforts intensified and she encouraged me to reduce the frequency of sex in order to increase Mayuri's frustrations. Of course, Mayuri wasn't probably aware of this at that time and perhaps still isn't. Realizing that Mayuri wouldn't relent, Rohini changed her strategy a little. Her initial argument hinged very strongly on Mayuri being beautiful and hence deserving a satiating sex life. She added another hinge to support her argument. She very subtly suggested that some husbands fantasized about sharing their wives with other men and more often than not the other men happen to be much well-endowed in their fantasies. The only two people who voted for that soft-partner-swapping arrangement were Shrini and I. Rohini argued that Shrini wanted more chances with her and hence voted for it but questioned my approval for the scheme. She argued that I had a stunningly beautiful wife and hence the desire to mate with other wives was ruled out. Instead, she hinted that I subconsciously desired to witness my wife taken by a well-endowed man. On one front, Rohini was putting these thoughts in her mind and on the other end she was manipulating me to encourage her to embrace the open relationship.

Mayuri eventually relented realizing that I wasn't averse to the idea of sharing my wife with Shrini. She agreed to the first two conditions but never talked about the third one as we didn't intend to enter the family way in the near future. She knew that things wouldn't last forever unlike what Rohini and Shrini thought and hence convinced me of having an open relationship rather than partner-swapping arrangement that was voted on. As time progressed she truly started enjoying sex with him and voluntarily allowed him some special privileges and did things for him that she never did with me.

She willingly rimmed him whenever he desired and on some occasions when it could have been unhygienic to do so. She let him ejaculate wherever he desired, most often in her mouth and sometimes even on her breasts. She would let Shrini fuck her mouth, which Rohini never allowed.

Mayuri was already obeying her first duty as a mistress by performing certain acts that she wouldn't do for me. Towards the end of our stay, perhaps after I got a job, she took her second duty a little seriously and indulged in risky behavior several times. Her second duty entailed showing that she indeed attended to Shrini's needs before mine. She had been doing this quite early on as well by satisfying Shrini, on those nights where she worked from home, before initiating sex with me. Mayuri took this a step forward and showed that even on special occasions she was willing to attend to Shrini's needs before her husbands.

She started this on her birthday -- apparently Rohini had already shared with her the news that would be arriving on the night before her birthday. She not only pleased Shrini before pleasing me but also made sure that she retained all the signs of a used body by not washing before heading to her husband. This was another of Rohini's theory that her used body and smell of someone else's semen on her should drive me crazy and the sex should be electrifying. It was indeed true in my case as some of the best sessions we had were after I had suspected that she had been with Shrini just before. She became a little more enterprising and with the help of Rohini and ensured that Shrini got to fuck her before me on our wedding anniversary. I never realized that she did and hence presumed that she cleaned up after the episode.

Fulfilling her third duty was quite some distance away and Mayuri was skeptical about that happening. When Shrini suggested that she should consider starting a family, she knew that things would end pretty soon. Rohini understood that Mayuri would never offer such a privilege to Shrini until she knew that I wouldn't mind it. Mayuri was wary about the ramifications but that didn't stop her from desiring to be bred him, which grew by each passing encounter with Shrini. Rohini hinted that Sameer wouldn't mind it if she was willing but Mayuri needed to be sure. And pretty soon the affair ended after we moved out of their place.

The affair could have ended for good if I had not worked to reinitiate it. Mayuri was not aware of my role in setting up things yet. Rohini knew that it was only time before I agreed to accept the consequences of an ongoing relationship with them and this alternative was better than having Mayuri cheat on me. Mayuri's reasoning to stop the affair with Shrini was based on the fact that she couldn't handle pills. All of us believed this but in reality she had no such problem.

Although, Mayuri wasn't willing to take it to the next step, she subconsciously wished that circumstances would ******* her to fulfill her third duty. However, if she was on pills then it would be unlikely to happen and hence she decided to stop taking the pills. Her idea was if in between she succumbed to Shrini's advances for whatever reasons; there was a very high chance of her ending up pregnant. In fact that was the hint she gave it to Shrini on the dance floor. If Yarraman believed he was worthy of breeding Belle, then he should precisely do that. Shrini never took that clue or rather not opted to take that route.

Finally, the only way out was to convince Mayuri that I was not averse to the idea of her bearing children for Shrini. Rohini managed to do that during the Rajasthan trip.

I was a little surprised with Mayuri's decision to stop taking the pills, initially but as time passed things became clearer. It, of course, helped her in ending the arrangement. However, as mentioned earlier, it also kept the door open for such a possibility, especially if Shrini tried to take undue advantage of our earlier arrangement. Her master plan that eluded all of us was to eliminate a contraceptive measure accessible to any woman. Shrini hated condoms, so she guessed, if this ever were to start again, there was a high chance of getting pregnant from him.

Anyway, now Mayuri was pregnant with her first one and we were all set on a fascinating journey.

 

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Journey of a Cuckold Ch. 10
byvyasya©
Chapter 9 was perhaps the logical point to rest the story. However, due to much interest from readers, I have decided to add a few chapters exploring the journey further.

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Rohini was thrilled with the news of our acceptance to her proposal. I conveyed the news after our safari trip while Mayuri and Shrini were off to Udaipur on their private honeymoon. Rohini and I spent time on the Internet chatting about the recent episodes and the consequences of our acceptance to the proposal. She shared that Mayuri had informally accepted the proposal before embarking on the trip to Rajasthan as she was fairly confident that I wouldn't object to the arrangement. In fact, Mayuri had consulted her physician for advice on starting a family and also made arrangements for the Udaipur trip before traveling to India. Mayuri showed the signs of her acceptance quite openly after her first night with Shrini during the trip. Most folks at the Safari mistook her to Shrini's wife. The two days I stayed away from Mayuri were *******; my mind was flooded with negative thoughts. Fortunately, the thoughts were of losing Mayuri to Shrini and not about agreeing to the mistress proposal.

I went to chat with Rohini the evening before Mayuri was supposed to arrive. She wanted to chat in the evening instead of night time, after having dinner. At the cafe, I thought of discussing my predicament with her. After a few preliminaries, I started.

"Rohini," I asked, "I am a little worried."

"About what?"

"About losing Mayuri," I responded

"What are you talking about?" she asked surprised. She knew how much I enjoyed Mayuri's acceptance to her proposal.

"Are you sure," I asked, "Mayuri wouldn't mind staying married to someone like me?"

"Of course," she responded.

"Mayuri loves you and she knows you did this for her," she reasoned.

"What if she falls in love with Shrini?"

"No way!"

"Mayuri is wiser than that."

"Besides, she is getting the best that Shrini has to offer."

"Why are you worried?"

"Don't know. I can't reason it," I said.

"You seem to be stressed."

"Is it because she is away from you for the first time?" asked Rohini.

"Actually, this is the second time," she corrected herself.

"First time was while you were stuck in India due to visa issues," she explained.

"I know," I responded.

"You should get used to it now," she added.

"Once she gets pregnant she might have to start servicing yet another bull," added Rohini.

"What?" I asked surprised.

"Yes," she started, "a black partner at Mayuri's firm has taken interest in her." I recollected Mayuri's talk about black partner with Shrini and realized that it wasn't meant to just titillate me.

"Are you serious?" I asked.

"He is waiting for an opportunity to mount your wife."

"Really?" I asked.

"Certainly and Mayuri is willing."

"Is it to advance her career?" I asked.

"Yes but that's only part of the reason."

"Shrini might have to travel frequently and hence may not be available for her always." It was not something that I wanted to hear as we were extending our boundaries beyond what I had initially intended. We were in a reasonable position financially and I hoped to do much better in the coming years at my firm. There were simply too many complications with what Mayuri was planning. We discussed a little more about this new affair that Mayuri was contemplating. The black partner had a soft corner for her from the beginning.

"Don't worry," said Rohini.

"It might be sporadic affair, if at all." she added.

"Mayuri never discussed this with me," I complained.

"Well," she said, "she doesn't need your approval for such things."

"Trust her instincts."

"She would choose the most appropriate ones to ******* your children," she added with a smiley.

"Trust me; you have nothing to worry if you don't interfere in her affairs."

"Prove to her that you are the best husband she could ever have."

"Encourage her to mate with her bulls on a frequent basis and you should be fine."

"What are your plans for her when she gets back?" she asked steering the conversation away from the sensitive issue.

"Nothing we should be boarding the flight as soon as she arrives," I responded. We had a flight around noon.

"Oh, poor boy," wrote Rohini, "wouldn't you love to peruse her well-used body?" I was getting excited at the very thought of meeting her after she consummated her relationship with Shrini as his mistress. Although, Shrini was not particular about not leaving any tell-tale signs on her, I wasn't sure if he would continue the tradition now that it was an official engagement. Many a times I wondered if Shrini loved just having sex with her or he had an ulterior motive. It was clear that Mayuri and Rohini enjoyed the psychological aspects far more than the actual act itself. Shrini always liked to be the first one to mount her and Mayuri always honored his wish. It wasn't clear if he cared whether Mayuri cleaned up before having sex with me or that she reserved special privileges only for him.

"As a matter of fact, I would," I wrote her back.

"Would you think he would leave any signs for me," I asked wanting to know if Shrini had any similar psychological desires.

"Not intentionally," replied Rohini.

"However, the best mark," she said, "or rather a scar must have already taken root in her womb."

"Are you certain?" I asked as she seemed to be fairly confident about this. Getting a woman pregnant needs a lot of things to happen at the same time and hence I wasn't sure if it would happen the very first time - although I would have certainly liked it that way.

"Mayuri is in her prime and Shrini is a virile man," she reasoned.

"Did you know that he knocked up a married white woman once?" asked Rohini.

"Really?" I asked stunned by her revelation.

"All he did was to screw her a few times during her fertile period and she ended up getting pregnant."

"That's a long story, anyway," she finished.

"Now," she said, "If your first question was to get more information on whether Shrini enjoys bedding your wife," interpreting my motive behind the question, "then the answer is he does."

"He certainly would enjoy bedding such a gorgeous woman but the fact that she is his close friend's wife does add a little spice to his rendezvous with her."

"Are you saying that he doesn't get a kick out of screwing his best friend's wife?" I asked.

"Not to the extent you would imagine," she said.

"It seems to be the only thing that drives Mayuri, though," she added.

"I would let you in a secret if you can keep it," she said.

"Sure, you can count on me," I quickly answered.

"Anything kinky you witness or experience with her is mostly her idea."

"She has mended her fantasy with yours to arrive at a perfect balance that would please both of you."

"I thought those were your wicked thoughts," I said.

"I certainly showed her the path but it was her idea to tread the path. Not mine."

"What's interesting is that she found a few of her own detours on the way."

"However, don't worry her intention is only to maximize your pleasure from this relationship; nothing more."

"What would you do if she arrived ahead of Shrini?" she asked.

"You mean tonight?" I asked.

"Yes."

"Well, I would keep her busy all night," I quipped.

"I trust you on that," she said.

"She may not have any traces of their love making on her," she said.

"Unlikely, given that they would have to drive several hours to reach here."

"Although, I hope you wished they had some time to make love," she said. Somehow, it still excited me to see in her well-fucked state. I couldn't see much of her during the safari as we usually were either in hurry or made love in the dark.

"It is tempting," I managed to write.

"Would you really like that?" she asked.

"Sure, it would have made it even more exciting."

"Well, then Mayuri has read your mind," she said.

"What?" I asked surprised by Rohini's statement.

"While you are chatting with me, she is letting Shrini mount her for one last time on the trip."

"Where?"

"In your room," she responded. The hotel folks knew Mayuri was my wife and must have let her in, I thought.

"They have been at it for more than an hour, now."

"They checked in as soon as you left the hotel."

"You have two options, you can head back after another hour or so or wait for my signal," she said. My heart was racing now hearing about their latest rendezvous.

"Considering Shrini wouldn't get to see her for another two weeks, he would have at least two sessions with her, which means another hour or so."

"Alas, he can't wait any longer because his flight is in a little over two hours from now."

"Are you serious?"

"Absolutely," she said.

"So would you like a fresh creampie?" she asked. Rohini delving into the gory details annoyed me a little and I hoped she wouldn't over do it.

"Mayuri would make sure you get one but if you want an ultra fresh one then you need to reach at the right moment."

"How many times they must have done so far during this trip?" I asked changing the topic. Rohini and I had a fascination for numbers and the more Shrini mated with Mayuri the more it excited us. We subconsciously always felt that Mayuri shouldn't waste her youth. Rohini sheepishly once confessed that she felt that Mayuri should only conceive from Shrini, the reigning alpha male.

"8 (safari) + 6 (Udaipur) = 14 + extra (this evening)," she wrote. That was impressive given that they had only five nights; out of which they spent only 3 nights by themselves. Not to mention the hectic schedule of horseback riding and sightseeing that could easily sap anyone's energy. Given the circumstances and surroundings these sessions must have been briefer than any of their previous encounters but they certainly must have been intense as Shrini and Mayuri had a purpose now. Rohini and I agreed the number would be 16 for the entire trip. Except for the afternoon sessions on the safari, she took the load inside her always.

We talked a little of our plans after we return back to the US. Rohini and Shrini were contemplating if they should move to the Bay Area given we both officially accepted to have Mayuri as his mistress. Shrini wasn't keen on moving since he thought he could spend quality time with her without encroaching on our lifestyle. Rohini confessed that Mayuri had decided that Friday was reserved for Shrini. We had recently upgraded to a three bedroom apartment and this augured well with our new lifestyle. It was clear Rohini might be around a few days a week so the three bedrooms would certainly be a necessity. I was doing particularly well in my new job and didn't mind spending a little extra every month. Rohini briefly touched upon the follow-up part of promise and assured that as early as next month, I might get to taste Dolly. We chatted a little longer and then Rohini told me that it was time to head back as Shrini just stepped out of the room. She promised me that he had ejaculated not more than five minutes before he headed out.

The Internet cafe was around ten minutes away from the hotel and I dashed backed to the hotel in less than five minutes. At the front desk I enquired if my wife had arrived with her cousin and they said that she did and that her cousin just left for the airport. I slowly ascended the stairs to my room; it was on the second floor, the far corner of the building. I wondered if Mayuri controlled her moans as the walls weren't quite sound proof in the room. Even after catching up my breath, my heart was pacing frantically as I knocked on the door. I heard Mayuri ask,

"Who is it?"

"It's me. Sameer," I responded. And in a few moments, Mayuri opened the door and let me in. I met her after two days and was relieved to see her safe and sound. I hugged her. She let me in and latched the door and turned to face me. In the fluorescent light, I could see her face for once after she had been thoroughly fucked. Her face was still flushed red and it was clear that she was in bed with him not more than ten minutes ago. She was wearing a black colored night gown and looked sultry in her sexy lingerie that was skimpy by Indian standards.

"Honey," she said as she embraced me, "Looks like you missed your wife." Her red lips were gently parted and waited for mine. I lowered my lips on her and she kissed me back seductively. Our kisses became intense and very soon she groped my crotch. We liberally exchanged saliva and I sensed that she had stale breath but didn't smell much of semen. Although, it was unlikely that she didn't fellate him for couple of minutes after he ejaculated inside her.

"Looks like you have been waiting for your turn," she said seductively breaking the kiss. Mayuri pushed me down on the bed and pulled down my trousers. In a moment she pulled out my very hard pecker. I wondered if after spending two days with Shrini, she noticed the stark difference between our penises and to my utter surprise she actually admitted that.

"Shrini is way bigger than you," she exhaled as she kneeled down to take my penis in her mouth. It was a rare moment. She almost never initiated intercourse and especially in the manner she did today; trying to perform fellatio right at the outset. Perhaps this is how she approached sex with Shrini. It felt heavenly. She played with my testicles and tickled below my balls with her tongue. I agonized as she only teased me and never moved to my puckered hole. I was in no hurry to ejaculate, however. After about five minutes into the act, she said, "Oh, I forgot, he left something for you."

She turned around and straddled my face in our favorite 69 position. The pungent smell of her urine hit my nose first and then the musky smell of semen. It seemed Mayuri didn't wash herself for a while and decided to present her pussy soaked in three or four of his ejaculations. I slid her gusset aside and examined her lips. As expected they were well fucked and quite distended. The semen was leaking from her lips and some of it was smeared to inside of her gusset. I didn't need encouragement from her this time and darted my tongue out to taste the sticky remnants of Shrini on her panties. Mayuri quickly realized what I was doing and responded, "Hmm..."

"You are the best!" she moaned as my tongue circled her open vulva.

"Beyond any doubt," she seethed as my tongue slide inside the folds to make way for the semen to trickle down into my mouth.

"No wonder so many bulls are eagerly waiting to mount your wife," she mumbled. Mayuri was indeed responding violently even after having a prolonged session with Shrini.

"Lick it," she urged, "every drop of it."

"Pay homage to what would make a home in your wife's womb," she exhaled. She had stopped sucking me and was completely engrossed in experiencing my slimy tongue slithering in and out of her well fucked, distended pussy. Her hands occasionally massaged my pecker and testicles. As my tongue stroked her pussy, sucking in every drop of semen, she encouraged me with her vulgar monologue. Mayuri immensely enjoyed the feeling and shuddered a few times, communicating that she was on the verge of her orgasm. It was very delicate and not as intense as I was expecting, the way things warmed up. Mayuri had been toying with my testicles, cupping them up and squeezing them a little harshly.

"These are no good," she exclaimed holding both my penis and testicles. I couldn't respond to her talking as my face was practically covered with her pussy and legs. She slid forward a little and placed her anus right over my lips and at the same time moved her finger to my anus saying, "Perhaps this might be of some help."

"Sameer, you could beat Shrini with your prowess if you were doing my back hole," she joked, perhaps contemplating anal intercourse with me.

"On the other hand, you could return the privilege by letting me do you," she added seductively. I was puzzled with this sudden twist and my heart skipped a beat as I wondered if Rohini ever shared our dirty secret with her. She wet one of her finger and probed my anal opening gently. I subconsciously responded to her by fervently tonguing her anus.

"I know this feels good," she said sensing my reaction, "someday we should practice a little seriously." She played a little and then let go of my penis and flopped next to me. She was breathing heavily; her breasts rising up and down rhythmically. I was not quite satisfied yet and quickly moved to honey pot and dipped my tongue again in her. I did something nasty and once again licked the inside of her panties. She loved the feeling of possessing a subservient husband, who was ever willing to please her. I noticed a smug look on her face as I moved to lay next to her.

"Who are the other bulls," I asked initiating the thread of our conversation that I couldn't pursue earlier. She grabbed my hard pecker and said, "You are getting excited at the prospect of having more people mount your wife. Isn't it?" She didn't wait for answer and said, "There are several, who at the drop of a hat would mount your wife and impregnate her."

"What are you talking about?" I asked surprised by her track of conversation.

"Nothing, just remembering the folks who made a pass on me," she casually responded.

"What? Who?" I asked.

"Your friends," she responded.

"Shrini, Pratik," she quickly added.

"What Pratik too?"

"He is no saint," she quipped.

"Who else?" I encouraged her to complete the list.

"Well practically everyone I ever met but some have been persistent."

"I told you about the black partner, right?" she quickly added.

"Not really."

"He is interested and if I do offer him some privileges then the path to partner role would be quickly paved."

"Why would you want something like that?"

"If you have not realized, I intend to have a bigger family."

"You always thought children were too much of a chore," I complained.

"Yes they are," she replied looking deeply into my eyes; her lips curling in a naughty smile.

"Making them though is not a chore," she said and kissed me forcefully. The sexual heat emanating from her was driving me crazy. I was yet to get a chance to dip my penis in her vagina on this trip; the only other chance I got was conditional to my acceptance of Rohini's proposal. While Mayuri had been vocal earlier; she never behaved in a randy fashion. Tonight she exuded a sexual aura that I had never sensed earlier. It reminded me of the lionesses in heat that would titillate the male lions to mate with her. I had always wondered if the lioness would care if the male lion happened to be the pride owner or another young male lion or perhaps a nomadic lion that happened to be around. Mayuri was entering into the mood again with the thought of conceiving from Shrini (or other bulls?). She stroked my penis while kissing me forcefully. In a matter of minutes, I couldn't handle it any further and proceeded to mount her. She broke the kiss momentarily, and wording her disapproval, "No," continued to kiss me. Her stroking motion continued and not able to control myself, I humped rhythmically with her stroke.

As we settled into a good rhythm, she said, "Fuck my other hole while my lover pounds my pussy and implants a baby." Her hand guided mine to her wet pussy and urged me to finger her. It was a weird scene. Here I was pumping with my pecker firmly logged in her left palm while my left hand was busy fingering her.

"Tell me," she exhaled, "wouldn't you want Shrini to ******* all your children?" Mayuri was in an elated state and was intensely enjoying verbal humiliation. I myself was amused by the situation but her taunts were pleasurable, given the way she handled me. It never seemed she was berating me; instead it was to titillate me. Mayuri, however, was cunning and many a times would either imply or confess that she desired this.

 

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"Wouldn't you?" she asked me again; certainly not expecting any answer from me.

"Or would you rather give each of your friends a chance," she seethed as she probed my anal opening with her right hand. My fingers were furiously see-sawing through her sloppy vagina. For a moment, the thought actually flashed through my mind. She could have only implied Vinil, Pratik, and Shrini. Mayuri was far more attractive than any of the other women in our circle and hence I was sure none would refuse such a splendid opportunity.

"Or would you rather hand the privilege to black partner from my firm?" she asked teasingly. I kissed her in response.

"Who would you prefer?" I asked breaking the kiss.

"Does it matter?" she replied after a brief pause.

"As long as I am in heat and it is not you - the lawful owner - who is mounting," she added giggling.

"Seriously," I urged her.

"Shrini is obviously a choice," she answered thinking a little.

"Don't stop," she urged me to continue the humping motion as I had slowed down my tempo.

"Vinil doesn't even qualify," she said dismissively.

"The black partner from my office might be a good candidate but then he could make your wife his private slut," she reasoned, "and I can't conceive from him and yet keep this a secret."

"Pratik is not very appealing," she said and then contradicted herself, "but neither was Shrini."

"I have heard horrible things about Pratik," she added.

"What?" I asked.

"Just that he is unhygienic and that he almost never engaged in oral sex and rarely ever kisses Sneha."

Pratik was certainly not particular about hygiene and was well known for taking baths every couple of days. The other aspects intrigued me as he never expressed his aversion to oral sex and kissing. I learned that he never engaged in French kissed Sneha as the idea was too gross for him.

"So she was complaining," I said.

"Yes but only about those two things."

"She actually was very happy with her sex life because he makes up for it. She claimed she never missed an orgasm because of lack of foreplay."

"He is very well endowed it seems," chided Mayuri.

"Sounds good isn't it?" she teased me.

"May be Sneha has a problem with her breath," I interrupted.

"She has awesome breath and is a great kisser too!" Mayuri retorted quickly.

"How do you know?" I asked. Mayuri hesitated, only a little, and then said, "I have kissed her."

"What?" I asked stunned.

"She wanted to feel how it is to be kissed and I offered."

"Really?" I asked, "When was this?"

"Let us not change topic," she cut me, "you would have preferred if I had locked lips with Pratik."

"Tell you what," she said, "Why don't we recruit his services as well?" Her stroking motion increased as I had stopped humping her hearing all the strange news.

"I can assure you that bastard wouldn't rest until he has knocked me a few times," she said with a little anger. It seems he had tried to exploit her a few times after we had gotten married but Mayuri never took it seriously. I was a little upset hearing this to which she said, "It has happened to me several times."

"You should be proud that your wife elicits sexual interest of other men."

"Instead of getting mad, you should figure out ways to let them have her," she joked.

"Yes sure. This time when they visit why don't you spend your nights with him while I spend my nights with Sneha," I quickly retorted.

"Honey," she said, "Unlike you he has the capacity to satisfy both his wife and your wife!"

"There is no way he is going to tolerate you sleeping with his wife," she said.

"Albeit, Sneha might not mind in enlisting your services to prime her for Pratik," she added sexily, grinding my testicles. I was stunned with her coarse remark. Although, I loved the smell and taste of Mayuri and was ever willing to please in every which way, it didn't quite mean that I would do the same for Sneha. The notion that I ranked below Pratik from her perspective struck me as he wasn't particularly good looking. Over the years, he had put on too much of weight and had a distinct pot belly and even his face showed his age with a double chin. To compound, his irascible and callous behavior along with his unhygienic characteristics never made him popular among women.

"No one can appreciate the importance of your soothing tongue more," she continued.

"Can you believe," she said, "she can count the number of times Pratik performed oral sex on her."

"Sneha is a fairly large woman," she said, "if she can't accommodate him with ease, then even I can't"

It dawned on me what appealed her about Pratik. Mayuri certainly wasn't interested in anyone who wouldn't fall in Shrini's league ever since she tasted sex with him. She was certainly curious about what Pratik had to offer; I just hoped she wouldn't go out of the way to find out.

"Who knows, she may even repay by performing oral sex on you."

"And keep away Pratik, if you don't want him to have his share."

"I have heard dreadful things about him from Sneha but she did hint that he is well endowed."

"Although, Rohini claimed he would be no match to Shrini."

"How would she know?" I asked.

"Precisely," responded Mayuri.

"Did you enjoy your time away with Shrini," I asked changing the topic.

"Very much," she said and leaned into me for a hot kiss.

"Although, I wished you were there to prime and soothe me," she said breaking the kiss.

"Are you in love with him," I asked hesitantly. She laughed and acted surprised with my question.

"Honey," she said, "you are very innocent."

"The only person who deserves my love and adoration is you!" she said emphatically.

"Do you feel Shrini and Rohini have kind of played with us," I asked.

"Yes," she responded after a little thought.

"There is no way you would agree to have him impregnate me."

"Were you aware of this?" I asked.

"To some extent and I played along only after realizing that you actually enjoyed the thought of sharing your wife with him."

"Was the pregnancy thing his idea or your idea?" I asked.

"It was our idea," she said, "I mean it was yours and mine."

"Mine," I responded stunned.

"You relish the very thought of it," she added emphatically.

"To me as a woman, it was only natural that the one that pleases me more in the bed deserved a chance." I kissed her and tried to roll on top of her; trying my luck the second time.

"Can you read something," she asked sexily.

"What?" I asked puzzled with her question and I looked if there was something scribed on her body.

"Property of Shrini!" she exclaimed.

I massaged her breasts and kneaded her nipples. I wasn't sure if my mind was playing tricks with me but her breasts looked a little swollen. I nibbled on her nipples and gently squeezed them while she gently stroked my hard penis. As I moved to get on top of her, she said, "I think you better not."

"Why?" I asked.

"Only the alpha male mounts a mare in heat," she added. As I mumbled my complaints, she cut me saying, "You made the conscious choice of having your wife impregnated by your well-endowed friend."

"Now don't complain."

"Let his seed soak in and fulfill your dreams," she added.

"If you could let me catch my breath a little," she said, "I can help you ejaculate," pushing me down towards her pussy.

I spent the next few minutes eating her when she decided to relieve me. She sucked me and deep-throated me very easily and gave me such an intense blow-job that I couldn't last more than five minutes. She made sure that I didn't ejaculate in her as that privilege was reserved for Shrini. We slept in each other's arms after we both were done for the night. It was around 10:00pm and I had forgotten to ask her about dinner but she wasn't interested.

We slept blissfully for most of the night but somehow, I wasn't quite done for the night. I woke up to take a leak a little after midnight and after returning back from the bathroom noticed her laying down almost naked with her night gown riding way over her butt. She was sleeping on her stomach and one of her legs was raised over a pillow and the crack between her cheeks was wide open. She was in perfect position to be taken by Shrini. I had to play with her and decided to start from her butt, without waking her up. I gently kissed her butt and homed in on her anus. She had a strong pungent smell that indicated that she hadn't showered this morning in preparation for the night with me. I didn't hesitate from tonguing her butt. After a few minutes of licking her anus, Mayuri moaned and woke up from her sleep. She blabbered, "Sameer what are you doing?"

"Why don't you get some sleep."?

"You know there is not much you are going to get." I ignored her and went on to eat her ass out for another twenty minutes while Mayuri fingered herself to another orgasm. I wondered if she would let me take her anally given that vaginal sex was ruled out for the next month. I moved up and lay next to her straddling her butt and rubbing my penis in the crack between her butt. Mayuri moaned, "I wish, I could let you take me right now!"

"You can?" I whispered.

"There is another hole," I whispered gently nibbling her earlobe. I wasn't too worried about my breath as the licking had taken care of all the foul producing germs. She squirmed in response and pushed back her butt against my pelvis.

"I am tempted," she seethed, "but need to reserve it for one of my bulls."

"Shrini?" I said driving my penis into the crack and now it was rubbing against her pussy lips.

"He is not too keen," she whispered back.

"Then who," I asked concerned.

"Well, whoever after Shrini retires," she said casually.

"You may get a chance if you are lucky," she added turning her face towards me. I was a little disappointed at missing out on a nice opportunity. Mayuri was interested but somehow was holding out on it. Ever since this episode became official I wanted to be with Mayuri and spend quality time with her. Somehow, Rohini's mind play was working on me as I tried to prove on every occasion that I indeed was a good lover. Mayuri sensed this and asked me, "Is something wrong honey?"

"You seem to be anxious about something."

"Don't know," I responded.

"There sure is something," she said.

"I hope you are not too jealous," she said in concerned tone.

"No, it's not that," I responded.

"Good. Shrini is just a fuck-mate."

"He might get to implant his seed in me but you would be the ******* of my children," she said sexily, her hand gripping my penis now. I moved in to kiss her and she kissed me forcibly pushing her tongue deep into my mouth. Her breath definitely wasn't fresh but I was in too hot a state to worry about that. I instinctively humped and she tightened her grip but just enough to let my penis slide in through her palm. She encouraged me to continue the humping motion and very soon I was see-sawing through her palm in search for my climax to relieve my anxiety. I moved my left hand to her pussy and fingered her pussy but very lightly and gently kneading her clit. We kissed each other very sensuously as both of us enjoyed the pleasant and different experience.

"How many times did you do it?" I asked in between our kisses.

"16," she said instantaneously. It seemed as if both Rohini and she were also keeping a count of her sessions.

"How was it?" I asked.

"Fantastic," was her reply.

"Is there any way I can watch both of you?" I asked. She stopped for a moment and said, "You have already seen us in action once." My heart skipped a beat when I heard this. It reminded me of last year's Valentine day, which Rohini and I had secretly watched. However, I mustered courage and said, "It was too dark," implying that she was referring to the second night of safari.

"Do you want to see how well he treats your wife?" she asked sexily and kissed me.

"Let me assure you," she said, "He makes best use of the privilege you have given him."

"I know," I said.

"How badly you want it?" she asked.

"Come on, don't stop it," she said as I slowed down my tempo.

"Pretty badly," I groaned.

"What can you do for it?" she asked.

"Whatever," I said wondering if she could humiliate me anymore.

"Would you undress your wife for him?" she asked seductively. I had underestimated her. It seemed that this was just the beginning.

"Hmm..." I nodded my approval driving my penis much farther in her palm.

"Would you prime your wife for his entry?" she asked biting my lower lip. I was getting excited with the talk and increased my tempo.

"Would you guide him into your wife honey?" she asked sexily.

"Tell me, would you?" I only increased the tempo in response and my finger frigged her very roughly.

"He has a huge tool," she exhaled, "Would you lubricate it for me?"

"With your tongue," she managed to say after a brief pause, her voice wavering towards the end. I devoured her mouth as I heard this and now was frantically fucking her hand. As I hit the crescendo, she said, "Would you rim him honey as I blow him?" I shot a huge load into her palm. She withdrew her hand from underneath me and licked clean my semen from her hand to my utter surprise. It was the first time, I saw her lick my semen. She still had never swallowed my semen, though. I understood her motivation when she pulled me for a kiss pushing her tongue deep into my mouth forsing my own semen into my mouth. As our excitement settled down, she said, "You may not have the pleasure of watching us anytime soon as Shrini is shy about these things." We settled the topic for the night and went to bed. As we nuzzled into each other I quickly said, "You have become such a slut!"

"I take that as a compliment," she jokingly responded and added, "But remember I am your wife and Shrini's slut!"

The next day when we had sobered up and were about to leave to the airport, she hugged and thanked me for being an understanding husband. She confessed her love for me. As a gift for my generosity she proceeded to give me a blow-job and this time she assured that I could come in her mouth - only for that one time, though. For the next ten minutes she gave me one of the best blow jobs. It was impressive that she deep-throated me several times and her suction was so effective that I couldn't hold on for more than ten minutes. She didn't even use her hands and yet I ended up ejaculating so quickly. She gulped much of it but did pass me on some when she kissed me. She again warned me that I wouldn't get such a privilege for a long time as it was primarily reserved for her bulls.

Over the next week or so the same theme followed in our bedroom where Mayuri always teased about having to help her and Shrini during their session and each time she tested the boundaries by throwing the same questions at critical moments of our love making, in the process extending our boundaries. The wordings and manner in which she posed them varied but they pointed to the very same acts. She was confident that none of that would ever transpire as Shrini could not have tolerated my presence and certainly wouldn't like engaging with me in any of the acts that Mayuri was alluding to. Mayuri was in constant state of arousal for the next week and she was always looking for opportunities to indulge in a little foreplay.

We returned to the US after another week's stay in India. Shrini and Rohini returned a few days after we arrived in the US but due to our hectic work schedule we didn't get to spend any time with them. Mayuri and Shrini were extremely busy with their work and didn't have any chance to socialize for another week. Although, Mayuri got a little time on hand later during the weekend but Shrini was sucked into an escalation that didn't allow him any time at all. Mayuri was sexually frustrated by not having an opportunity to mate with Shrini for more than 15 days. She had tasted ******* after a long layover of nine months and certainly didn't enjoy the brief gap.

It turned out that Shrini got an opportunity to be with Mayuri the second weekend after we landed in the US. Rohini had to meet some friends over that weekend so she decided to stay at her place all by herself while Shrini decided to stay at our place for the weekend as his work required him to be present in the San Francisco area for any escalation over the weekend. I anticipated this session to be an extremely hot one since Mayuri had been longing this for more than a week but wasn't sure if it would indeed be as intense and long as Shrini was overworked ever since he got back from vacation. I wanted to watch them mate but knew there was no way to spy on them. Unlike our previous apartment the master bedroom was upstairs - we were living in a town house - and the windows were facing exterior of the building and there was absolutely no way to peek inside the bedrooms. The bed was much farther from the door and hence there was very little hope of overhearing them, unless they made loud noises or yelled. I did some research on the Internet and found a very nice way of using cell phone as an eavesdropping device. It was a risky strategy but I wasn't too concerned about getting caught by Mayuri as she very well knew my desire to eavesdrop on them.

On that Friday, I reached home a little earlier and after a little foreplay with Mayuri got down to my work. The equipment was ready and needed to be located at the right place so that I could hear them in the act. The bedside table was the right place but it could be conspicuous if they made love with the lights on. I didn't believe they would - if at all the bedside lamp would be on. Shrini arrived a little after 10:00 and soon sat down for dinner. Mayuri as his obedient mistress set the dinner table and served food for him that she had already prepared. Shrini never gulped his food down unlike Mayuri and I, who were very quick with dinners. He liked to usually have his food watching TV without getting disturbed. Mayuri came into our guest bedroom after a little chitchat with him.

"He is here, honey," she whispered closing the door behind her.

"He is here to mount your wife," she said giggling and gave an open mouthed kiss. She pulled me down as she sat on the bed saying, "Come, and quickly prepare me for him." She was wearing another of her favorite night gowns that I had given her as a gift on one of our anniversaries. All I had to do was slid my hand up, push aside the gusset and drive my tongue into the folds of her vagina. She didn't need any lubrication as her vagina was extremely wet and soppy. Nevertheless, I obediently licked her up for the next fifteen minutes until she thought she was ready for Shrini's onslaught. As she stepped out into the living room downstairs, I hurriedly setup the phone near the bedside and hoped that Mayuri and Shrini don't notice it.

Mayuri took a few minutes to clean up the table and tidy up the kitchen before she joined him on the sofa. While at the sofa, they didn't talk much but just watched the program on TV. They didn't stay there for long and soon moved to our master bedroom.

"You look gloomy," Mayuri broke the silence. I could hear pretty well through the cell phone, although they weren't exactly near the phone. Shrini didn't respond.

"Don't worry," she added cheering him up, "this sexy lady is here to help you relax."

"What's up?"

"Still having problems with your boss?" she said. The sound of the creaking bed let me know that they moved to the bed.

"I am not sure, I will get the promotion," he said in despair.

"Why do you give up?"

"It is not just about work."

"I know."

"Rohini, isn't willing?"

"Don't think so," he responded dryly.

"Not sure if that would tilt the scales."

"Well, your other wife will surely tilt the scales," she said sexily.

"I can't let that happen," Shrini responded.

 

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"You are too possessive," she responded. There was some silence and then I heard sounds of lips smacking. It seemed like an elaborate kiss as the silence and slurping sound lasted a lot longer than I had anticipated.

"Wow, you are too hot," said Mayuri breaking the kiss.

"Looks like Rohini is not taking good care of your needs," she added.

"While she is a good wife, she never could live up to my expectations in the bedroom."

"And you are pretty sure, she wouldn't live up to the expectations of your boss?" she asked.

"She is not determined and she is definitely not the type."

"Rohini is almost 37 and certainly doesn't have the libido to satisfy his needs."

"He needs a young woman and preferably white woman."

"Indians have a fetish for white skin," said Mayuri.

"And older men, all over the world, are ever willing to mount a woman half their age!"

"It's true," responded Shrini.

"The story, however, is much complex."

"Powerful men," he exhaled, "need precious belongings of others."

"They only choose worthy baits."

"Married women, who are young, demure, and yet willing to experiment in the bedroom."

"Hmm..." said Mayuri, perhaps as she took his penis in her mouth.

"What do you want today?"

"Want to hump my face?"

"Or should I just rim you?"

"Do you agree," he asked her.

"You seem to describe yourself," giggled Mayuri.

"Instead of spending your nights with your middle aged wife, you prefer to mount your friend's young wife."

"What's worse," she added, "You impregnate her and expect your friend to raise your baby."

"There is a difference, though."

"When you would be her age, your passion for sex would not wane, perhaps subside a little."

"Even then most would prefer a woman of age 25 over a woman of age 37."

"Perhaps true about older men," responded Shrini.

"Let me hump you," he said nonchalantly, "Rimming may not be a good idea."

"Are you ready for it all the way?" he asked.

"Yes, I almost skipped dinner."

"Go slow, however," she urged him.

I heard some rustling of bed sheets as they arranged themselves in right position for her face fuck. It seemed like a very important ordeal for Shrini and perhaps these were the perks that tethered him to her even after his excitement for conquest subsided. I wished to witness this piece of action as it very clearly depicted how she placed her bull on higher pedestal over her husband. It surprised me how close they had gotten as the conversation seemed very similar to the conversation between amorous couples who have shed all inhibitions. Mayuri was willing to bed his boss to advance his career and it seemed they had contemplated for a few days, if not weeks. What surprised me was that she didn't mind Rohini's unwillingness to help Shrini and instead volunteered to even take her place in that regard. It seemed Rohini had never met any of his colleagues, otherwise such a move could never be considered. In essence, I was surprised with my naivety and wowed to keep a close eye on the action between Mayuri and Shrini. For the next five or ten minutes, I only heard some moaning sounds and the sounds of slurping saliva. Towards the end the bed creaked a lot more than one would expect during a face fuck. However, having witnessed the action once and my wife's willingness, I knew that this was normal.

"Hmmm..." I heard sound of Mayuri after a while, "you certainly must have enjoyed that. I could have let you deposit your stuff in my throat but it needs to the right place for now."

"Where is the lubrication," he asked.

"Don't worry about that," she responded.

"The thoughts of your boss mounting me have already provided enough lubrication," she chuckled.

"You are taking it lightly," he said, "It might be very well him pushing his penis inside you." Mayuri grunted as he pushed his penis inside her.

"And rightly so," she answered between her moans.

"After all he is your boss and you are getting something in return."

"You indeed are fairly lubricated," he commented.

"Well, both of my husband's keep me fairly busy these days. I am always on the edge," she responded sexily.

"Are you serious about romancing my boss?" he asked shafting her.

"Yes," she immediately responded.

"I do have an interesting idea, though," she grunted.

"What?" I heard Shrini ask.

"Let's meet him and once he is salivating, drop in the news that I am willing but it has to wait since we are in the middle of starting a family."

"That would make him even more aggressive," he said.

"Precisely, you can broker the best deal for allowing to mate with your wife during her fertile period."

"Obviously, I would already be pregnant before we attempt this."

"Would Sameer agree for this?" he asked.

"Sameer doesn't have to know. Besides he always relishes the thought of having someone else mate with me."

"How long are you willing to entertain him?" he asked.

"Till my water tube breaks."

"Are you serious?"

"The question is are you ready?"

"Are you willing to let him mount your mistress?"

"More importantly are you willing to accept the promotion and relocate to India?"

I was surprised to learn about this new development. I didn't know that Shrini and Rohini were relocating to India. I wondered if that had helped Mayuri in making her mind on starting a family right away.

"I don't have a choice," he exhaled.

"Either way, I have to move back to India."

"It would help to move into a better position; that way I could support our children financially," he said.

"So, I am willing to make that happen."

"You don't know much about him," said Shrini.

"Does it matter?" she quipped.

"Good that you are not my wife," he retorted, "You are such a slut."

"Huh..." grunted Mayuri, perhaps in response to his sudden plunge into her.

"The feeling is mutual," she responded quickly.

"You are great fuck but would make a terrible husband."

"Don't waste time and fuck me and show that you deserve to ******* my children," she added. For the next ten minutes, Shrini plowed her pussy and as expected Mayuri was fairly noisy. I always had the urge to see her mate with Shrini secretly and hear every word of their conversation, especially when Mayuri was unaware of my eavesdropping. Today was a very good opportunity and I was glad that I did take initiative and checked the arrangements before. It strangely excited me to learn how uninhibited and willing she was with him. I was waiting to hear the description of his boss; while the thoughts of Mayuri servicing him flashed through my mind. It reminded me of her plans for the black partner from her office; all the two aspects when put together put a doubt in my mind. What if Mayuri only played with that to find out my reaction to her helping Shrini get a promotion? Shrini humped her for a while before releasing his semen inside her.

"Did that relax you?" she asked. Shrini didn't reply; perhaps he was still catching his breath.

"Tell me about him," she asked.

"No don't," she quipped, "Let it soak in."

"He is 46. Married for twenty years and has two daughters. Eldest one just turned 18 and youngest is 15."

"What about his wife?"

"She stays at home and is about his age."

"How does he look?"

"Not very good looking."

"Slightly tall but overweight, bald and dark."

"His wife is pretty, though," he added.

"What's at stake?" she asked calmly.

"If I cooperate then a fairly senior position in the India center. Otherwise, just a management position."

"How open are you with him?"

"Very open."

"He openly demanded it," he said.

"He said he wanted to bed your wife."

"No."

"All he needed was a little excitement in life."

"But no prostitutes. Only homely housewives who had normal lives and the kind who would rarely indulge in such things."

"Where did he expect to find such women?" asked Mayuri.

"In a sense, he implied it had to be my wife!"

"For how long?" she asked.

"Couple of months, perhaps."

"Did you show him my photograph?" she asked.

"No, I wasn't sure."

It surprised me that Mayuri and Shrini had earlier discussed about this issue and Mayuri had tacitly agreed to help him. At this point, I was quite certain that the black partner from her firm was none but Shrini's boss and they were just testing me. However, Shrini wasn't aware of the fact that I might be awake and hence wasn't certain if Shrini himself was aware of this. I heard slurping sound on the phone and realized that Mayuri was finishing up her mistress duty for the night. I believed, she would spend the night with him but was surprised when I heard her get up and say, "Sleep tight. I need to go fulfill my wifely duties." We continued where she left out and had another night of hot sex, one of the very firsts of that nature under our roof - one after another in a row. Though, Shrini was always the first.