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Lahaina Erotic Story
The story of a 'hot' summer based in India, now made doubly hot with the addition of a second woman. After my initiation into sex by my fantasy woman for about three weeks, she and her friend take me on a wild roller-coaster ride every day for the remaining holiday.
Action with Two Beautiful Women - My Wildest Dreams Come True
The story of a 'hot' summer based in India, now made doubly hot with the addition of a second woman. After my initiation into sex by my fantasy woman for about three weeks, she and her friend Asha take me on a wild roller-coaster ride every day for the remaining three weeks of my summer vacation.
First Week of my summer holidays
Readers who have read my earlier story 'My Initiation into Sex by a Married Woman' (see Straight Sex - Adultery) will remember my initiation into sex by a beautiful, sexy woman during the first week of my six-week stay at her home. This was during the summer after I had just turned 18, and my parents had gone to visit the U.S.A. Rather than leaving me alone at home in New Delhi, I was sent to my maternal grandmother in small-town Raipur. My uncle (mother's brother), an engineer, had just married about a year ago to a very attractive 24 year old woman named Shweta. My uncle would be out of station for 3 or 4 days every week at work, and I would be 'working' with Shweta.
It was while having erotic dreams about her during a sound sleep that my cock decided to go up on its own without any tactile or visual or sensory stimulation, and I erupted for the first time in my life, in an explosive wet dream. The wet dream has never repeated itself till today, though I still dream about sexy women. I masturbated the next day thinking of her, no one had to teach me how to masturbate. On seeing the soiled linen, she realized what was happening to me, she herself relieved me of the pressure with a funtastic hand job while she was semi-nude and I completely nude. Having a look at her bare breasts was in itself a tremendous joy, touching them even more so. Her soft hands and soft voice encouraging my cock to even greater heights. After my urgency was taken care of, she again stimulated me, made my cock rock hard and mounted me for my first fuck in life. Life cannot get better, and I was wondering why I considered small towns boring till then.
Second and Third Weeks
The second and the third weeks were exactly as per my anticipation, we pleasured each other beyond belief. I learnt the art of kissing, french kissing (I still wonder why it is called 'french' kissing, what is so french about it?).
Getting to know each other's bodies in every detail, every convexity and concavity. Shweta would stroke my cock with her hands, and with her pussy when we fucked. She would kiss my nipples warmly, lovingly until I was delirious with delight.
I found her G-spot, and that that was the best way to excite her. Shweta jokingly told me that from whatever I learnt about g-spot that day with my 'hands-on experience', I can make women very happy and have a field day. Little did I realize that that would come true very soon, in fact within the next week.
Action with Two Beautiful Women - A Day Before Asha came in
That afternoon, after each of us had showered and had lunch, we had a siesta, each one alone, each in his or her own room. Time to marshal the strength for the evening and the forthcoming night.
I went out for an evening walk in the town, which suddenly started looking very interesting. I had hated to come here for the summer vacation while my parents were away in the USA, but in just about two weeks the Shweta had changed the entire scene. And there were three more weeks still to go, with my uncle (Shweta's husband) away from town on work for most of the summer. And the sweet, sexy Shweta alone with me, for me any time, all the time. Life cannot get better.
That night, after dinner, Shweta and I retired to the first floor early. It was a full moon night, and we dragged two mattresses to the terrace and started talking with each other. Our hands exploring each other's bodies. My hands groping all over her soft warm body ......... her beautiful face, her shapely eyebrows, her soft cheeks, her earlobes, her chin, her soft neck, her attractive shoulders, her flawless arms, her hands and fingers, her breasts....And what breasts they were. Shapely, soft but firm, and resilient, just made for squeezing and releasing, squeezing and releasing. While her hands roamed my body. Suddenly we realized that we were fully clothed. Since all the nearby houses were single-storeyed with no terraces, our terrace had all the privacy required by us. And so we removed each other's clothes, I was an expert at this by now.
Completely nude, both of us, Shweta just lay down on her back and did nothing. Was there something wrong, I wondered. But suddenly she told me I hadn't fucked her the conventional way, man-on-top (my first fuck was with Shweta on top of me). Do it now, don't waste our time, she told me.
I was ready, my cock was ready. I lay on top of her, and Shweta pulled my face down onto hers for a wonderful kiss. And my cock was twitching at the entrance to her pussy, my chest mashing her boobs. She brought one hand on my cock and guided it at her juicy wet opening. One shove and I was inside her. 'No hurry', she told me, 'I like you to fill me up for as much time as you possibly can'. That stopped the wild uncontrolled thrusting I was about to start. And the heavens and stars and the full moon witnessing our love-making, our fucking. The cool night air trying to cool us but without success.
I was on top of her, she wanted a long lazy fuck. Her arms and legs and body cradling my body, moving softly beneath me. I would make a few thrusts and stop. We would talk. She said she enjoyed the feel of my body on top of her, my cock in her pussy. I did not have to tell her how much I was enjoying her company, and how much I looked forward to the remaining three weeks of being alone with her (little did I know Shweta and I wouldn't be alone together the next day).
'You really enjoy being alone with me, making love to me all the time?', she asked me teasingly. Yes, yes, yes, what a question to ask. One hand supporting me over her, my other hand roaming her boobs, teasing one of her nipples, my mouth leaning down and taking in the other nipple and a generous amount of areola and breast flesh. When my mouth wasn't taking in her breast flesh, it would find her open welcoming mouth and our tongues would duel with each other. All the while, my cock making a few thrusts deep into her and then resting for a while. No words spoken now, but the rhythm getting quicker, getting more and more frantic. Her nipples were hard now. She suddenly stopped my thrusts with her firm hand on my hips, leaned forward and up, and took my nipple in her mouth. Wet-kissing it all the time, licking and taking it in her mouth. The same treatment to my other nipple. I supported her head with one hand, and enjoyed the attention she was giving my nipples and chest, all the while thrusting my cock in her pussy.
The tension was fast building in both of us to a point of no return. She lay her head back and we started off again with my mouth on her mouth, tongues entwined, but this time my cock thrusting faster and faster. Her hips would rise up slightly to meet my thrusts and the even rhythm remained even but faster and faster. Suddenly, I released all my load deep within her pussy in spurts, the first few spurts were really big and warm as they were released from my cock. She too was in the throes of her orgasm, we orgasmed together for some time. The natural movement suddenly came to a stop a while after my last spurt.
And I lay on top of her, my cock still within her but now spent. That is when she gave me the news that I did not like then: That her childhood friend Asha was coming over to stay with us for about two to three weeks.
She told me that Asha was coming to India for a holiday after spending two years with her husband in the Middle East. Her husband would come after about 15-20 days or so, during which time Asha would be staying here with us.
I was totally crestfallen at the news. How unfortunate for me. Why should this Asha have to spoil the party, my non-stop party with Shweta. But no way, Shweta said, Asha will come and stay with us. What are friends for anyway?
After a while, we got up and waddled nude to the shower in my room and had a shower together. I was disappointed, dejected at the news of Asha coming over. During the shower, all of Shweta's ministrations on my cock did not spur it to become erect. Is there a way out, I asked her. No, Asha will come and stay with us. Seeing that my cock had not responded to her hands (my mind was agonizing over the spoilt party the remaining three weeks), she leaned down on her knees and took it between her boobs. The soft feel of her boobs around it was enough for my cock to stir up a little, half-way sort of. Shweta then suddenly kissed my cock, from the base up to the top. This was a new feeling for me and suddenly the impending arrival of Asha was forgotten, owing to the new sensations Shweta's mouth was giving my cock.
Excellent blowjob, in retrospect, never had the same quality again. I guess Shweta was trying to compensate me for the lost chances in the next three weeks. Shweta trying her best to bring me in the right mood again. Shweta was as skilled at giving blow jobs as she was in everything else. One minute my cock was engulfed in her warm loving wet mouth, the next minute it was almost out. Sometimes, taking a while longer while she enjoyed the feel of my cock in her mouth. Her tongue pressing my cock in various directions. All the while, the shower cooling us down. Shweta would look up at my eyes and enjoy seeing the wild uncontrolled pleasure I was getting out of all this. I would look at my cock disappearing and appearing, her soft mouth giving it a massage I could feel down below. The sight and the feel together were extremely intoxicating. Suddenly, I erupted without any warning. But Shweta had anticipated this, as she had felt my cock swell up for the final eruption, and she took it all on her front and boobs.
We cleaned up, stopped the shower, and drying ourselves, went out again in the terrace completely nude. Sleeping in each others arms the whole night, her softness next to mine. The birds chirping in the early morning woke us up for a new day, a day I dreaded would end all the fun for me and Shweta.
Action with Two Beautiful Women - My Wildest Dreams Come True
The next day, Asha arrived, with her bags and all. She was a petite young woman, about 24 , the same age as Shweta. They were both childhood friends. Asha had spent the last two years with her husband in the Middle East. Her husband would also be coming to India after about three weeks.
Asha was a very vibrant and outgoing person. She immediately tried to make friends with me. But here I was, feeling disappointed at being disturbed by Asha in my frolics with Shweta, which no one knew about. So I was not responsive to Asha's friendly overtures. Sulking, I spent the next two days reading a book. Shweta knew what was wrong with me, but couldn't help either. And those two days, Shishir Uncle was in town too.
On the third day, Shishir announced that he will be leaving town for about a week and would return only after about 7 or 8 days. I felt even more dejected, why did this Asha have to come here and spoil all my fun? My frustration and hostility must have shown, because Asha wouldn't talk to me much until Shishir left.
Asha was occupying the third and smallest bedroom on the first floor of the house. The three bedrooms were accessed by a huge hall, which was also a landing for the staircase used to come upstairs from the ground floor living quarters. The hall also had an exit to the open terrace, the area of my moonlit night-time fucks with Shweta.
After Shishir had left town, I was stretched out in the first floor hall on a reclining chair, the antique type. The recliner had two arm rests which could swivel out if needed. Also, being very old, it was wide enough to accommodate easily one and a half persons.
I was reading a book when Asha came to me, moved out the left armrest of the chair a bit, and sat down by my side. She was wearing a soft white cotton blouse and a flowing knee-length skirt. The blouse accentuated her proudly out-thrust boobs. The skirt showed off her shapely calves, legs, ankles and feet.
"What's the problem with you?", she asked me. "Nothing", I replied, without much enthusiasm. "Why are you not talking with me properly? It is almost two days since I am here", she wanted to know. I told her I hardly knew her. " So let us get to know each other," she suggestively suggested.
"Which is the book that you are reading?", Asha wanted to know. I was a bit flustered, because I was reading a picture book on KHAJURAHO, the ancient Indian temple known for its erotic sculpture. Shweta had given me the book to read, and I was fascinated to find that what Shweta and I had done till then was just the beginning of a thousand different ways of making love and fucking.
I pulled the book away from Asha with my right hand, but she still must have glimpsed at the pictures in the open book. She leaned over me trying to get at the book. "Come on, Sport" she told me. But I wouldn't let go. And all the time her breasts pressing against my chest and stomach, she made out as if she was trying to get a hand on the book.
"I think you have been tense ever since I came here", Asha remarked. Very right, young lady. "Let me soothe you" and so saying, she moved her soft hands on my neck and chest, slowly caressing. Trying to get her smooth hands under my t-shirt after a while, moving over my belly and chest and nipples.
I must admit to having been bowled over by Asha the moment she arrived. She was a petite young woman, about 5'3", 55 kgs (120 lbs), and a great figure. Her boobs were shapely and protuberant, inviting me to grab and grasp them. And she always wore tight t-shirts and blouses to show off her breasts. The cloth could hide the skin, but never conceal their beautiful attractive shape. A narrow waist accentuated her flaring hips. The legs were very shapely too, the calf muscles curving into her ankle.
But the best part of Asha was her skin. She was fair. In addition, her complexion was flawless, the skin translucent and glowing. With the softness of her femininity combined with the youthful shapeliness, the skin was the best part of Asha.
But I had kept the thought to myself, thinking it would be unfaithful to Shweta if she knew I had secretly begun to lust after Asha as well. But here she was, Asha, her shapely sleeveless hands caressing my chest. My cock stirred up within a moment, which she noticed too. But she did not make a move.
"Relax, think soothing thoughts" was what Asha told me. And to soothe me, her hands were caressing my face, neck, cheeks (all warm now, hot at her touch as if I had fever). She rolled up my t-shirt and my hands and arms automatically moved up to help her remove my shirt. I was now clad only in my shorts. Her hands were caressing my chest, the fingers feeling my nipples softly, moving around and around. My left hand went around her dainty little waist, holding her as if to prevent her from getting up. My interest (read: my cock) climbed rapidly through my shorts, which I was still wearing, and Asha's exploring hands had unhindered access to my upper torso.
But the lingering doubts remained about Shweta's reaction, her anger, at my having started out with Asha too. What if she considers me "unfaithful"? I still hadn't got enough of Shweta and wanted more. Much more, in fact. And she was good, excelling at lovemaking.
"Are you worried that Shweta will find us out?" Asha asked me. Yes, I told her. Don't worry, Asha told me, Shweta will be busy on the ground floor for at least an hour and a half. Cooking, tending to her mother-in-law (my maternal grandmother).
Asha was right, and I succumbed to the temptations of Asha. "Isn't it a bit hot out here?", she asked me teasingly. "It is very hot, these Indian summers are killing." Then she added, "Why don't you help me remove my blouse?". It was more of an order than a question, and I more than willingly obeyed the order. Fumbling at the zipper, I did it with difficulty. And there was Asha, only in her flowery pink bra which accentuated rather than covered her shapely boobs. "My bra too." Saying that she turned around to give me access to the back clasp of her bra. By now my hands were at their feverish pitch, but the clasp would not give way. Clumsily I tried, until my patience ran out and my hands moved around her back and grasped her bra-clad boobs, squeezing and feeling them. With her hands behind her back, she deftly unclasped her bra and let it be. I was wild with desire and turned her front toward me, while removing her bra completely.
What an entrancing sight. The shapeliest pair of boobs, the skin was flawless and translucent. Dropping a bit when my hands released them, but not much, they were soft but firm. The nipples only slightly darker, but not much, almost the same shade as her skin. Which added to the beauty of Asha's boobs. By now, Asha was kneeling over me, astride me, face down, her boobs hanging over my chest, swaying slightly from side to side. Her hands caressing my chest, my hands roaming all over her breasts. Mouths kissing each other, tongues entwining with each other.
After a while, she deftly removed my shorts and I was stark naked. She removed her skirt too, she too was totally nude. Again, she bade me to sit on the chair, or rather, recline on it, with my shoulders and head slightly raised. And she came on top of me, again giving me the full view of her nude body. Very narrow waist, from which if I went up would come her beauties, her boobs. And going south, would be her flaring hips and crotch. My hands had a field day, on her front, on her back, hips. She would once in a while lay forward and down, resting her soft boobs against my chest. "Do you know me well enough now?", she asked me teasingly, all the while her boobs moving from side to side giving my chest a soft massage. I was getting into the game by now. "Would like to know you better", saying which I moved my right hand to her pussy, caressing her outer lips. Stroking them, stroking her clit with my thumb.
Asha was getting bolder and bolder, and placed my engorged cock at the mouth of her pussy. What was this, only a coincidence, that my first fuck with Shweta was with her on top, and now my first fuck with Asha was also with Asha on top? But this was not the time to think, my cock was playing around the wet slippery entrance to Asha's pussy.
But the thought still came to my mind, and would not go away, what if Shweta came to the first floor now? And as things turned out, Shweta walked up almost a few minutes after that, and saw that Asha was lying on top of me, with my cock buried to the hilt in her pussy.
I was completely flustered at Shweta having found me fucking Asha, but Asha carried on with her thrusting nevertheless. And to my utter surprise, Shweta told us to continue enjoying and not be bothered by anything. Saying that, she disappeared through the door of her room behind my head. But my anxiety would not vanish for a few moments, after which time I suddenly found a new pair of hands on my naked chest.
Amazing, Shweta too had removed her clothes, standing behind my head and leaning from behind me over the reclining chair I was sitting on. And caressing my chest, her boobs (Shweta's boobs) overhanging on my face. Instinctively, I took a nipple in my mouth, one hand on Asha's boobs and the other on Shweta's free breast, the breast which was not in my mouth.
With two such sexy beautiful married women taking care of me simultaneously, I was in heaven. All my anxiety at Shweta seeing us fucking, seeing Asha and me fucking, vanished. Instead, a new urgency took over, my hips upthrusting to meet Asha's downward thrusts. My cock now buried to the hilt in Asha's pussy, disappearing when she moved down, reappearing partly when Asha moved up. And Shweta's boobs pressing down gently on my face, one nipple or the other in my mouth.
Shweta took my right hand and guided my forefinger to Asha's clit, the place where Asha would most enjoy being stimulated while she rode my cock. And this did the trick, Asha literally jumped with pleasure and fucked my cock even more vigorously. Shweta to this day is my darling. Not only did she not mind my having fun with Asha, she taught me the essence of love-making, of fucking: that you have to do what is pleasurable to the partner. In this case it was Asha who was getting the most of what Shweta taught me (and was still to teach me, Shweta, and now Asha too).
The rocking and rolling sensation, the sight of Asha's boobs bouncing up and down and from side to side, was too much for me. And to top it all, Shweta's boobs in my mouth, their two pairs of hands all over my chest and belly. My hips thrust wildly upward to meet each and every one of Asha's thusts, both of us pumping each other wonderfully. My cock swelled and released its load deep in Asha's moist and wet pussy, she herself in the throes of a wild orgasm, both of us climaxing simultaneously. And Shweta witnessing all this in a real friendly manner.
The Shower
It was time to clean up. Shweta explained that she had finished her housework sooner than anticipated and had come upstairs for a shower in her room. But seeing us fucking each other had put her in a sexy mood too and could not help joining us. Shweta asked us, me and Asha, "Did you mind my disturbing you both?". The ever sweet Shweta. No, I did not mind at all. Yes, we could all have fun together, this multiplies the pleasures manifold. Asha too did not mind. After all, they were friends, Asha and Shweta, right from childhood.
Asha suggestively told Shweta that from now on they should not keep me idle at all, in fact one or the other should always be with me (I would prefer to have both of them simultaneously for as long as possible). So they decided on a joint shower in the bath of my room. We walked along together, I was in the middle of the two of them, all of us completely nude. And what a shower it was, three pairs of arms, three pairs of legs, three torsoes, two pairs of boobs against my chest, all intertwining hopelessly and heating up the already hot ambience. Even the cold water shower turned to boiling sexy torrid flows.
First both Shweta and Asha soaped my body all over, making it slippery. Their hands tingling my skin, touching me and toying with my balls and cock, playing with them. Their breasts swaying entrancingly before my eyes, their bodies moving gracefully, they made no haste. Then Asha suggested that I soap her, which I did enthusiastically. Soaped her face and washed it off so she could see me soap her neck, her shoulders, her arms, her hands, her boobs, the full roundness of the sides of her boobs, her dainty little waist, her flaring hips, her crotch, her twitching pussy, her thighs, her legs.
And all the while Shweta would be soaping me, sliding one hand over my cock from the base up and then back to the base. "My turn now, stud", Shweta told me, And I soaped Shweta now, giving her body the same treatment I had given to Asha earlier. But lingering a bit more at Shweta's pussy, teasing her clit, moving slowly up one of her knees onto her thighs. Where I touched base, so to speak, again at her clit, and soapy sticky pussy. Then down her other thigh and back.
Computer buffs would appreciate the many iterations my hands made over Shweta's thigh, pussy, clit and the other thigh. All the while Asha's hands sliding over my soaped up skin in places one could only dream of.
It was then that they both decided to sandwich me, Shweta standing in front of me and Asha behind me, making me meat between their two delicious bodies. Pressing me between them, my cock pulsing wildly against Shweta's belly, and inside the soft hand of Asha. Our three wet soapy bodies all sliding against each other, without much friction, and yet causing immense pleasure. Their soft breasts pressing me between them, their soft hands alternately caressing my cock and balls. They had two pairs of boobs and hands between them, but each pair of boobs and hands was controlled by an independent mind. This imbalance from one pair of hands to the other pair, and the same imbalance from one pair of boobs to another, was causing intriguing sensations within me. This was because so far I had been touched only by a single pair of boobs or a single pair of hands, controlled by a single mind.
Anyone care to tell me what happens when there are three pairs of boobs and female hands to take care of one man?
Continuing, they then did something which I can never forget. Shweta in front of me, slid down all the time keeping her breasts pressing against me, my chest, my belly, my crotch. Asha slid down me in similar but opposite fashion, sliding and pressing her breasts down my back, lower back, hips. Shweta's soapy breasts trapped my already rock hard cock between them, her hands softly pressing her breasts together. And then she swayed her breasts from side to side, taking my cock with them. The absence of friction but yet the definitive breast touch on my cock. All the time Asha's boobs pressing against my hips. I could see my hard cock trying not to bend in the direction Shweta's boobs ordered it to. Suddenly they switched sides, now my cock was trapped between Asha's boobs, and my hips doing the rocking motion trying to fuck them. And Shweta's boobs on my back, lower back and on my hips. Oh, this was heaven.
Much later, after having enjoyed the wonderful sensations, I washed the soap off their skins, while they washed the soap off my skin. Drying each other with a soft towel, we waddled into my room, nude and eager. That's when Asha announced that she was going downstairs and that we, Shweta and I should have fun together.
The Shweta - me - Asha saga continues
Shweta sat with her back resting against the headboard of my bed, not moving. "Kiss me, you virile fool, kiss me", she panted. Knowing that just before the shower Shweta had not orgasmed, I started kissing her face, cheeks, nose, forhead, her closed eyes. The eyes were closed, enjoying the anticipation of our sexual encounter. It was as if each time Shweta and I fucked, there was something magical, something miraculous. I kissed her neck, her shoulders, her arms, her hands. I longed for her hands to touch my chest, my cock, my balls, but she did not make a move. She was lazily enjoying all the attention I was giving her. My mouth moved over her breasts, kissing their rotund outer slopes, spiralling slowly but unerringly inward toward the proud tips of her breasts. The nipples were already hard in anticipation. I took one in my mouth and kissed it lovingly, pressing it against my tongue and palate and rolling it around and around. All the while my one hand tweaking her other nipple, the other hand caressing her thighs and pussy and clit. Then I switched my mouth to the other nipple, repeating the same journey on her other breast with my hand.
By now Shweta's hands were on my head, in my hair, encouraging me further. She was crying out "More, More", thrashing about wildly. Which was my cue to shift my attention, and my mouth moved south, over her soft belly, my tongue tasting her navel, trying to get into it. This was too much for her, and Shweta pushed my head further south so that my mouth was directly against her pussy. I was kneeling on the bed in front of Shweta, my mouth on her pussy.
I gently took in her clit in my mouth, licking it. Suddenly I felt a soft feminine hand finding its way from behind me and between my thighs to encase my already hardened cock. I was wondering how Shweta could extend her hand so much. It took me a moment to realize that Asha was back upstairs and behind me.
While continuing the explorations of my mouth on Shweta's pussy, clit, her outer pussy lips, and inner pussy lips, I parted my thighs and legs to allow better access to Asha's teasing hands, Her one hand was on my balls, one stroking my cock and all the while my bare chest being massaged and rubbed, my nipples being given their due attention. Readers will have to figure out how Asha managed to be at all the locations of my body simultaneously, but she did that.
So there I was, Shweta nude sitting in front of me, me kneeling down to pay attention to Shweta's pussy with my mouth, and Asha behind me with her hands running all over me. I moved my lips and tongue down Shweta's outer pussy lip, then up the other, getting down to the inner lip, Her musky smell and the twitching of her pussy exciting me more and more.
Asha meanwhile had managed to lie down on her back and had her head moved up between my thighs and legs. My throbbing cock was at her eager mouth, my mouth was lapping up the juices of Shweta's pussy. I got down to serious business and let my tongue enter Shweta's pussy, my one finger teasing at Shweta's clit. My cock meanwhile was at the business of getting into Asha's loving wet mouth, a mouth which licked it and embraced my cock lovingly.
I fucked Shweta's pussy with my mouth, fucked and fucked her, and all the time my cock fucked Asha's willing hot mouth, fucked and fucked. And the tension built up tremendously in all of us continuously. The rocking movement continued , Shweta rocking and thrashing about in the throes of orgasm, it was difficult for my tongue not to lose contact with her pussy. And my cock inside Asha's mouth, thrusting more vigorously, without wondering how she found the space in her mouth to take all of me in.
At some point of time, the tensions had to be released. My cock swelled and released huge quantities of cum in spurts, the first few of them very big. Shweta continuing to churn her pussy under my mouth and her clit under my thumb and finger, until she too came with me. And Asha's mouth helping me passionately to cum and cum and cum.
(As I learnt later, a lesson for women giving blowjobs: If you do it for love, spit it out; if you do it for lust, swallow it, and if you do it to impress, gargle.)
After which we relaxed. And had lunch. And in the afternoon, I told both of them, " Sorry gals, I need my afternoon sleep and recuperation after the hectic morning with them". They understood, teasingly suggesting that the forthcoming night was all ours in any case.
Action with Two Beautiful Women - Part II - My Wildest Dreams Come True
This is the second part of my story of a ' doubly hot' summer based in India, and how Shweta her friend Asha take me on a wild roller-coaster ride every day and every night for the remaining three weeks.
Recap - the first day with the two women
The agony of Shishir's presence for two days in town, during which nothing happened, was soon forgotten. After Shishir left town, Asha was determined that we get to know each other well, despite my initial reluctance. And how we got to know each other, with Asha atop me the first morning. She rode me and my cock, while I reclined on the lounging chair, and Shweta filled my mouth with her soft boobs and sweet endearments.
My joy knew no bounds when we had a shower together and they both sandwiched me with their soft nude bodies, our three bodies made slippery with the soap covering them. Shweta gave me, or rather my cock, a frictionless massage between her pert boobs, pressing them inward to trap my cock and swaying them side to side to move my rock hard cock. The nudging by the inner slopes of her breasts made my cock even harder, and there was a slightly painful pleasure at such a hard cock being moved side to side by soft female boobs. It was then Asha's turn with her 36C boobs to entrap my cock and she moved up and down, simulating the fucking action and giving me a grand boob-fuck.
I needed a release again, but Shweta now wanted me to eat her pussy while she sat against the headboard of my bed. I did just what she wanted for a long time and enjoyed the most, toying and fingering her clit and pussy, inhaling the musky scent of her femininity and exhaling against her clit, taking her clit in my mouth and rolling it around gently. But Asha had already invaded the space between my legs with her loving mouth, and had taken my cock in her mouth. I began tongue-fucking Shweta's pussy furiously, and my cock was fucking Asha's mouth without any control. We all came together in a frenzied mass of flesh, two soft female bodies and one of mine.
After which we relaxed. And had lunch. And in the afternoon, I told both of them, " Sorry gals, I need my afternoon sleep and recuperation after the hectic morning with them". They understood, teasingly suggesting that the forthcoming night was all ours in any case.
The Afternoon Rest and Recreation
I had a long afternoon siesta, a deep sleep to reenergize myself. I was the occupant of the bigger guest-room, Asha the smaller one. After what had happened between us, Asha did not feel the need to go to her room, especially since we three would be the only people on the first floor of the house. Asha too slept in my bed. We really slept in the afternoon, if you believe me. Clothes fully on, but bodies entwined together, exhausted and recuperating. Shweta slept in her room. Asha slept in the crook of my right arm, her face resting against my chest. Every warm breath that she exhaled would warm my right nipple. But I was too exhausted and dozed off immediately, my right arm around her, on the small of her back. She too was sleeping soundly.
When I half woke up after some time, my face was buried between the top of her boobs, boobs that were still covered with a soft cotton top, though no bra. I think I must have pulled down the front zipper of her top a bit to expose more of her boobs, or perhaps she did it. Anyways, my face and lips were in the valley of her boobs, nudging their inside slopes and parting them a bit. Her right hand was on the back of my head, gently pressing my face into her wondrous breasts. And with every breath that she took, her breasts rose and fell, giving my half-sleepy mind an enormously erotic dream. Dream of being covered with as many boobs as possible, four at the very least. After about two hours of such erotic sleep, both of us woke up to find ourselves in this erotic posture. Without thinking, I lowered the front zipper of her blouse to expose her lovely boobs altogether, and put my mouth on her one nipple and started sucking. She asked me," Really, are you thirsty, or are you in need of a drink, or horny as always?". " I'm hungry", I told her, "I want your boobs in my mouth and savor their taste". Then taste them, she told me, raising her shoulders and allowing me access to the overhang of her boobs, which I saw from a close-up perspective.
And what boobs they were, proudly jutting from her chest, shapely, soft but firm. 36C in size, but looked much bigger because of her slim 24" waist, followed by her flaring 36" hips. Her boobs were slightly conical, well rounded on the outside, the areales only slightly darker than her surrounding fair skin. The nipples too only slightly darker, though quite big in size as my mouth played with them. Pressing her nipples one by one against my tongue and the roof of her mouth, and rolling them around. Then I took her entire aureole, and a generous amount of breast flesh in my mouth, gently biting into the resilient breast and releasing again. Gently biting into the jelly -like flesh and releasing it to see it take its own shape back.Like this we played for I don't know how long, until Shweta peeped into my room (our room now). And gently reminded us that we better get downstairs for our evening tea, and the night was all ours. Reluctantly, I let go of Asha's breasts, but not before gently cupping and squeezing them and feasting my eyes on their natural bounce as Asha pulled up her zipper. Then with Shweta leading the way down, followed by Asha, and then me, my hands still curling around Asha's back and weighing her delectable boobs.
After tea, both Shweta and Asha were busy preparing dinner, taking care of grandmother, while I went for a walk in the town that I now found very interesting. When I came back, dinner was ready, and I asked why we were having dinner early today. "Because it is hot and necessary to have a bath before going to sleep. And as it is, you don't do any work around here. So we have decided that from now on, you will bathe us in the shower everyday."
Oh, very interesting work indeed. If I had to contribute to some "work" during the remaining weeks of my summer hols, then this was the contribution I looked forward to.
That night: The great times for the three of us continue.
So after dinner, we went upstairs early. Asha wanted a bath with a sandalwood-fragrance soap, Shweta with a tangy lemon-fragrance soap. And I obliged them both, my left hand moving over Asha's , and my right hand moving over Shweta's nude bodies. I was nude too, how can I wear any clothes in the shower. After a while, they soaped me with their own choice of fragrance, and I must have smelled a cocktail of sandalwood-and-lemon.
Fresh from the bath after a good afternoon sleep, we went out to the three mattresses on the terrace. The terrace where only the heavens would witness our intimate frolics. But somehow, I was puzzled because both Shweta and Asha insisted on wearing their nighties and wore them too. So reluctantly, I too wore my pajamas and a loose linen shirt, wondering if they really wanted to go to sleep and whether there would be no action for me after all the anticipation generated by the "work" of bathing these two bathing beauties.
I lay down on the bed, looking at the stars and the half moon, when Shweta sat near my head and took my head in her lap. Relax, she told me, moving the fingers of one hand through my hair, while her other hand was caressing my face, forehead, closed eyes, cheeks, chin, neck, earlobes. What was Asha doing anyway? She was watching us, and doing nothing! I beckoned her, but she refused, saying she was tired. I was furious inside, why wasn't I getting any attention from Asha.
"Learn to be patient", Asha told me after a full five minutes, which looked as if it was an hour. Without Asha's hands on my body, I wasn't feeling the completeness even though Shweta had by now progressed with her hands below my shirt and onto my chest. Shweta supported my head in the crook of her elbow and raised it so that my face was touching her warm boobs. Instinctively, I took her nipple in my mouth, through the cloth of her nightgown. But I was impatient, where were Asha's hands and why were they not doing anything? I guess, the two of them had spoilt me sufficiently by then to the extent that the attentions of one woman were not sufficient, and I was yearning for the second woman, Asha.
Asha was a tease all along. But right now, I was very impatient and in no mood to wait. So I got up, made her squat near my hips with thighs parted and a large lap, and placed my hips in her lap. Without torturing me further, Asha's hands held my half erect cock softly and she was caressing my balls with the other hand. Shweta meanwhile raised my body and removed my shirt, removed her nightgown too, and placed my head between her now nude boobs. Asha in the meantime had unbuttoned my pajamas, which I only felt but could not see because my face was buried in Shweta's soft boobs. I just raised my hips to allow Asha to completely remove my pajamas. I was now as nude as Shweta, but what about Asha's clothes? I had to reluctantly tear away from Shweta's breasts to get up and disrobe Asha myself, which I did immediately, being very impatient.
We continued again in the same manner, now all of us completely nude, my head in Shweta's lap, my hips in Asha's. My face buried between Shweta's boobs and having a ball, or rather two balls. Asha's hand was covering my cock, holding it gently with one hand. And her other hand, her palm really, softly rubbing against the tip of my cock, making the erect cock move slightly in the play of the first hand. What a deliriously delightful feeling. My hand reached out to cup Shweta's neglected breast, the breast which was not in my mouth. My other hand reached out to cup and squeeze Asha's nude breast which I could not see, but could feel its eagerness and readiness. Shweta's hands on my bare chest, toying with my nipple.
After what seemed like an hour, Asha suggested: "Let's vary the game a little, friends". And they made me lie down between them, Shweta lying on my right in the crook of my right arm, turned toward me. She pinned down my right arm, which could only caress her lower back and her butt. Likewise, Asha lay on my left, in the crook of my left arm which she pinned down, half turned toward me. My left hand could only roam about around Asha's lower back and her derriere, which it did .
And the two nude babes raised their faces and gently took my nipples in their mouths, simultaneously, one from each side. My eyes rolled upward at the exquisite sensations, looking at the twinking stars, and my toes curled in the extremely pleasurable sensations. Shweta's tongue played with my right nipple. Making it wet, slippery. Licking it. And Asha did the same to my left nipple. My already erect cock in Shweta's right hand, my balls in Asha's left hand. Asha infact moved her hand around my thighs too, inner thighs, outer thighs. Once in a while, one of them would leave my nipple, raise her head and kiss me on my lips and mouth, our tongues dancing together, exploring each others mouth. And then, it would be the turn of the other. Even with my eyes closed, I could differentiate between the taste of their mouths, both eager, both loving and warm and moist. I closed my eyes, savoring the lemony mischief of Shweta's body on my right, the sandalwood erotica named Asha on my left.
No hurry in this place, except that my cock was getting impatient, and twitching, my hips raising and lowering as if trying to get Shweta's hands to pump me to orgasm. It was then that Asha suggested to Shweta that they free my arms from being pinned down by their bodies. With my hands free, but still stretched down, Shweta placed my right palm on her crotch, Asha placed my left palm on her (Asha's) crotch. Where my hands had their fun, and in turn pleaured their crotches. Touching the triangular zone which is the essence of female sexiness, or rather two zones, one each of Asha and Shweta. Fingering their clits with my forefinger and thumb, while the other fingers would caress their now moist slits, Moving over the outer lips, inner lips. And all the while, Shweta kissing my right nipple and Asha kissing my left. Their boobs pressing against my sides. And when one of them raised her dainty body to kiss me, her boobs would swing and sway and bounce in front of my leery eyes, then settle once again against my chest. The two pairs of boobs had different patterns of sways and bounce, but this was no time to know why.
My cock decided it was high time. We must have played around in the moonlit night for more than an hour and a half, though the night was still young. Shweta decided to fuck my cock and got up and straddled my hips, her knees on either side of them. She held my cock in her hand and guided it to the mouth of her pussy. We were so hot that within no time she impaled herself with my cock, which was inside her to the hilt.
It was good that during the entire summer, they never left the decision to me about whom to fuck, I had only one cock. They teamed up well to pleasure me beyond my wildest dreams. Asha was watching us connecting up. Shweta leaned forward to offer her boobs to my mouth, which I did only after raising my shoulders a bit. But she had already started pumping up and down my cock, her boobs moving about in total abandon. This made it difficult for my mouth to continue latching on to her delicious boobs while she lunged against my cock.
Asha saw my difficulty, and knowing how much I loved having a pair of boobs in my mouth while being fucked (having my cake and eating it too!), she (Asha) now joined the fray. She too straddled me, kneeling with her knees on either side of my belly and chest, in front of Shweta. Shweta now had her body straight up, and pumping my cock, moving up and down. Asha leaned forward, the entrancing sight of her well shaped conical boobs lowering themselves against my face and mouth. I eagerly took one nipple in my mouth, giving it the wet treatment and savoring their taste and tonguing the delectably soft boob flesh in the mouth. My hand played with her other breast. All the while Shweta plunging against my cock, sometime moving slightly forward to pressure the back walls of her pussy, sometime moving slightly backward to pressure the front walls of her pussy with my unimaginably hard cock. Asha took my free hand, the one not on her breast, and kept in against her crotch. I fingered shamelessly against her clit, side to side, up and down, round and round.
We continued for what seemed like an eternity, but could not be for more than an hour. The sexual tensions building up within our bodies, all of us moaning and groaning, and our bodies thrashing about uncontrollably. During that hour or so, Shweta would raise herself a bit, and press the base of my cock with her forefinger and thumb, which sort of delayed the eruption of my cum. Thus we went on, delaying the inevitable throes of orgasm, enjoying the fucking every extended minute. Shweta fucking my cock, my hips raising to meet her thrusts, my fingering of Asha's clit and slit, Asha's boobs in my mouth. All at once, the control vanished, and in a few moments of sheer orgasmic pleasure for the three of us simultaneously, we went over the edge. All of us spent ourselves during the long journey toward the indescribably pleasurable journey of our orgasm. I must have really blown my load, huge quantities of it, because when Shweta removed herself from my cock after enjoying for some more time, sticky cum was leaking out of her pussy.
And then we rested, again in the now familiar position of my body being sandwiched between the two of them (the position which would be repeated infinite times during the rest of that summer). This time, Asha was toward my right, Shweta on my left. And talking about the superb and amazing sex we were having all the time. Looking at the stars, the moon, boobs on my right, boobs on my left. And I slept, but not before Asha extracted a promise out of me to give her the attention with my cock the next morning.
Early Morning Next Day:
Nights begin early in small towns. It must have begun at around 8:30 the previous evening, and ended at around midnight. More than three hours of non-stop action to satisfy the two sexy women and myself. I slept the sleep of a king, a king with two queens. And many times I thought I dreamt that my cock was erect half the night, every time for about half an hour or so. Then it would go down, only to become erect again after about half an hour.
When my eyes opened, it was around 6:00 in the morning, and the birds were twittering, The sun was just at the horizon, and the in the half-dark half-light I saw my already erect cock in Asha's hand, which was lovingly caressing it. She must have got up just a while ago. Without a word, and laying her finger on my mouth not to speak, Asha got up, still nude and laid herself full length on me. Her face near my face, her big shapely boobs mashing against my chest, our crotches touching each other, my cock eagerly entering her pussy without a word. She bounced up and down for a few times for a perfect fit. And stopped. She motioned me, without a word, with her hand behind my back, to sit up, all the while she too sat up. My cock still inside her pussy. Asha was now sitting on the bed, her thighs on either side of my hips, her feet going around and touching my lower back. My legs also instinctively curling around her hips and my feet touching her back.
Then she moved up and down, stroking my cock with her pussy, the heavenly sight of her breasts bouncing and jiggling. My hands went to them, weighing them, pampering and caressing them, tweaking her nipples. And her hands caressing my chest, softly touching my nipples and passing over them ever so lightly. Then she put her hands behind her and supported herself backwards, thus reclining her body in front of me. Offering her boobs to my mouth, which went hungrily at them. Taking a nipple in my mouth, rolling it round and round, while my hand took care of the other boob. Then going for her other boob. Alternating between the two, all the while fucking her with a few strokes now and then. After a while, I reclined, supporting my body on my hands behind me. She then took my nipples in her mouth, soft, wet and eager. Kissing my nipples one by one, each for a long time. And stroking her pussy on my cock. We would also kiss each other's mouths hungrily, letting the two tongues dance around each other. All at once the tensions mounted, and Asha pushed me on my back with her nude body atop me. The strokes she was giving my cock were real sexy. It was as if my cock was covered with a soft wet glove, warm and loving. A glove which had a million fingers curling around my cock, alternately squeezing and relaxing. The ring-like annular pressure would start at the base of my cock, slowly moving upward to the tip, and then again to the base.
All at once, my cock could take it no longer. Asha too was ready for this, she had slowed down and taken it further, controlling the pace for both of us to climax at the same time. And my cock thickened perceptibly, shooting load after load upward and into her pussy in an earth-shattering orgasm. Asha too orgasmed, shaking and trembling with the cosmic forces that pleasured her body and mind. And then we rested, gasping and gulping air.
Shweta, we found out, had meanwhile woken up, and was witnessing our fucking, she herself in glorious nudity.
The days that followed
We got up, and after our normal breakfast, I bathed the two beauties. Had a pre-lunch and a post-lunch fuck, one with each of them, while the other attended to me simultaneously. Late afternoon was for a siesta and for re-energizing ourselves.
That evening we went for a walk in the market and to buy some household needs. But my eyes were riveted on Shweta and Asha, and their bodies. I might have met with an accident, I did not have eyes for the hundreds of bicycles and motorcycles on the road.
Shweta, my first love, was petite, fair and with a pretty face. Clad in a saree, she moved lithely, gracefully. Her grace, together with her mellifluous voice, was what had attracted me the most in the first place. Her undemanding nature, and the willingness to give her all to me, were what I enjoyed (and kept on enjoying endlessly). I guessed her boobs to be about 34C. That would make her figure 34C-26-34. I had initially wrapped my arms around her waist, seemingly helping her to climb the stairs to the first floor. But now the situation had changed, and on most occasions at home, my arms would be around her nude waist to help her not to lose contact with my cock while we made love to each other. She really brought the flavor to the words 'making love'. A thin line divides 'making love' and 'fucking', and ultimately the fucking has to be complete. The mutual care with which we fucked was making love.
Asha too made love with her body and mind and heart in it. She was more outgoing, as readers of the first part know. She would wear skin hugging blouses, her slender hands reaching out and caressing my body in the most exquisite manner. Her slightly conical but full shapely breasts would form the most entrancing sight when she mounted me, swaying in front of my eyes alluringly. And she would give my eyes the full benefit of the grace and rhythm of her boobs, while moving around the house.
While watching them in the department store, I wondered about my male mind. I had the benefit of spending such a lot of time with their nude bodies, undressing them when I wanted, fucking them endlessly. And yet, I was not satisfied. In my mind's eye, I was still undressing them in the public in this store. I guess that is how a normal man's mind always is, undressing sexy women and imagining how they would perform in bed. (Though in the case of these two women, there was no need for me to imagine, they were mine whenever I wanted them.)
And how we performed. For the remaining three weeks, the three of us would have a go at each other morning to evening, evening to morning, whenever we felt the urge. In the last more than ten years, I have never again had such concentrated fucking, such frequency again.
And readers will appreciate the last few words from this summer episode: Never have only one woman if you can make it out with two beautiful women together.
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