Part 21 Sharing Shareen With Husband free porn video

Having promised Shareen that I would have sex with her, I decided to plan to visit Mumbai once with an exclusive objective of taking her in her home. Asif was well aware that Shareen’s stay back at Bangalore to join my company was only a pretext by Shareen to have sex with me. Asif was also okay with it, so we went ahead with the plan. I got in touch with them and indicated my plan to visit Mumbai. They made all the necessary arrangements and picked me up at the airport.

The thought of fucking her in her own bed with Asif around had made me sexually excited and I was sporting a hardon through out the one hour twenty minute flight. Shareen ran into my arms as soon as I came out of the arrivals and gave me a tight squeeze. I was careful not to let my hands wander around her body in public. We however had a brief lip kiss. Asif hugged me and welcomed me to Mumbai and enquired about the flight.

We got in to his car, having dumped my bags in to the boot. Asif asked Shareen to get into the back with me, while he said he would drive alone in the front. It was a spacious car, I had failed to notice that it was a BMW. Shareen squeezed into me, holding my arms in hers, brushing my hand against her breasts. I could not wait to touch her sexually. As the car moved out of the airport towards the WE Highway, I asked them where they lived. They lived at Powai.

It was a hot and sultry Friday morning. I had planned to spend the weekend with them, returning to Bangalore on Monday morning.

The route was full of morning peak hour traffic. The car airconditioner was not enough to cool the interiors though it was a BMW. Shareen was wearing a single piece white flowery cotton skirt that ended just above the knee. She had kicked off her high heels as soon as she was in the car. She placed my hand on her thigh, and moved up the skirt a bit. She looked at me and smiled, wanting me to make the move. I was a bit wary of starting off in the car, what with Asif in the driver’s seat. I turned towards her and holding her face, locked her lips with mine, as we fed on each other’s oral jucies until we were short of breath. It had been 3 months since I had tasted her sex, and she was already smelling of one. I moved my hands to her breast and fondling her over her dress, bent down a bit to kiss the desirable globes. She thrust forward and held my head to her breast and moaned as I showered kisses on her chest.

Shareen: Asif take us through a longer route please.
Asif: Can’t you guys hold on for somemore time? We are almost there.
Shareen: I can’t wait.

She sat across me, bunched up her skirt and quickly unbuttoned my trousers and pulled my underwear alongwith it down to my ankles. She hunched on her knees and descended on my erection. She had not worn any panty underneath.

Me: (Getting up) Not my doing. She aroused me.

She slid smoothly over my penis as she held on to my shoulders. She did not even touch my cock to guide it into her dripping pussy. She began to jump gently over me and bending over to my shoulder and kissing me hard over my lips and face, gradually drove herself to an orgasm accompanied with screams that made Asif turn on the volume of the radio until she calmed down. She continued to sit on my penis. I had not even ejaculated and my penis was now aching. But I had no interest in humping her now for my release.

Me: Shareen, uth jao meri god se. Lund dard kar raha hai. Tere ghar jaa ke tere hi bistar pe tere ko chodunga.
(Get up from my lap Shareen. My dick is hurting. I will fuck you at home in your own bed)

Asif laughed, and said.

Asif: She is horny ever since you told us that you are coming. She has not allowed me to touch her for the past two days. I can’t wait for you two to begin, so that I can join you.

Me: That would be wonderful if you could join us. I was wondering if Shareen can do a DP with us.

Shareen: I am okay with anything you guys want me to do. I have two and half days. I want the fullest from you.

Saying so she kissed me once again.

Me: That’s my fantasy actually. Asif in your arse and I in the front while Asif feeds me your breast milk, even as we fuck you in both holes. By the way how is your baby doing? Still feeding her?

Shareen: Of course, I do. She is fine. But you won’t see her now. I have sent her to a crèche, so that we can have a good time. I will visit her in the evening a couple of times to feed her. She is in the neighbourhood, so I won’t be gone long.

Me: She could have been with us; she wouldn’t be a problem. Asif can take care of her while we are together.

Shareen: No I have already made arrangements. I have expressed some milk for her and left it with them.

We didn’t realise that Asif had parked the car in the basement of the 18 floor tower. We moved out and Asif picked up my bag from the boot. Shareen was still hand in hand with me as wer entered the high-speed elevator. We were on the 15th as we got out and Asif opened the door to let us in.

Asif asked me to make myself comfortable and relax. He put on some music and drew the curtains close. The airconditioner was on. Shareen stood smiling and looking at me. I raised my eyebrows in query and she jumped with her hands clasped.

Me: What?
Shareen: Don’t you want to take me?
Me: Right now? Babe, let me just stretch out, just arrived from a 90 minute flight.
Shareen: I can’t wait to see you out of your pants.
Asif: That is a good idea actually. How about we all just get naked and stay that way until you leave?
Me: But she has to go in between to feed the baby.
Shareen: I will dress, when I leave. Of course, you don’t expect me to walk around naked to the other block, do you?

And she laughed.

Me: I will start implementing this idea.

And saying so, I quickly got out of my pants. I removed my T-Shirt and handed them over to Asif who offered to put them into my room.

Shareen: Doesn’t naked mean removing the underwear too?

I removed my underwear to reveal to a beaming and impatient Shareen my 6 incher that was hard like a rock.

Shareen jumped forward and immediately knelt in front of me and taking it in her soft hands, began to shower kisses all over.

Shareen: How much I missed this boy? Ummmhahh.

Asif had just re-entered the room and found me standing naked with his wife knelt and kissing my cock.

He removed his clothes immediately and was soon stark naked like me. He motioned me to move towards the bed.

Asif: Didn’t I tell you that she can’t wait to get you inside her. Let us move to the bed.
Me: Is this your bedroom?

Asif nodded.
Me: It is the best piece I have seen in a long time. Must have cost you a fortune.

There was a large bed in the center of the room with natural light filtering in through the glass panes between the curtains. I collapsed on the bed with my cock still erect and wet with my own precum and saliva of Shareen.

Asif holding his wife in his arms, kissed her and said.
Asif: Let me make you comfortable,
and saying so began to unbutton her skirt from the back, soon the skirt was off from the front to reveal her beautiful breasts in a tight white lace bra. Taking it off her arms, she slid her legs out of it to reveal her beautiful slender waist and legs. She had worn no panty.

Asif noticed me staring at it and turning his wife towards him, asked, “Isnt she lovely?” I nodded in agreement and he snapped open her bra.

Me: Why do you think I am here?
Asif: I know.
Me: Does your religion permit a woman to have two husbands?
Asif and Shareen looked at each other and then me. Asif understood the import of my question.
Asif: I really do not know. But you don’t have to marry Shareen in order to fuck her. You have my permission and hers.

He asked her, “Did you shave today?”. Shareen nodded vigourously and was smiling all the time. I noticed that Asif also had clean shaved his cock off all the pubic hairs. His cock was now semi-erect and was slowly gaining its hardness.

Asif said, “She has spent yesterday readying herself for you. She has shaved her pubic hair. She refused to allow me to drink her breast milk for the past two days.”

He was holding her breasts in his hands, and said, “They are heavy with milk”.

He released her and said,”Go to Gopal. He must be as anxious to feed from your breast as much as you are to have his cock inside you”

Shareen jumped into the bed with me, and immediately took my penis into her mouth. I groaned as I felt her soft lips envelope around the head. Her tongue flicked my cock head inside her mouth as she began to drool with saliva dripping down my cock shaft. She released me and began to lick my shaft all around, and then took me in again. She was playing with it and I was soon expecting her to start her work on my cock. Tension had already built up in my penis and I was holding back the ejaculation for the last one hour duing the car journey. I was afraid of blowing up any moment.

“Don’t delay with it Shareen. Suck me now” I groaned.
“Don’t tease him Shareen. I can understand how he feels. He was sporting a boner even on arrival. I was scared, that he would lift your skirt and bang you right there”, said Asif.

In between my groans, I said, “I would have if situation had permitted. I was more worried about what you might think. I did get a feel of her butt though, didn’t I Shareen?”

Shareen smiled again and looking into my eyes, slowly started to move her head up and down on my cock, her cheeks squeezing and pressing the sides of my shaft as her hand assisted her mouth.

I held her head and began to thrust it up and down, forcing her to move faster.

“She wants to eat your cum”, Asif remarked as if reading my mind. I was thinking of asking Shareen if she wanted to swallow or wanted it in her pussy.

She took a few more minutes of bobbing on my cock and I held her head down on my pubic bone. She tried to free herself, but I held her firmly down. Her breathing increased. I waited for the pressure to build up more and then I let it burst. The first few shots went down her throat as I felt her smiling, her cheeks swelled. A few drops of my cum found its way out through her nostrils and bubbled out as she began to struggle for breath. I released her head and she came up instantly. Tears in her eyes, but of pure pleasure of having drawn out my cock juices.

She didn’t speak. She swallowed my cum entirely. Asif saw her condition and handed out a tissue box. She pulled out one and blew her nose into it and cleaned up her nose.

Shareen said, as she recovered, “My God…so much semen. I could barely take it all.”

I said, ”Just like you, I have not masturbated for the past few days, nor have I had sex. Just preserving all my cum for you, darling”

Shareen said, turning to Asif, “Now you know why I want him so much. He just gives me what I want”
Asif nodded and smiled as he settled down on the bed next to her on the other side.

“Now you give him what he wants”, he said.
“Of course, she said and moved up on the bed, as I slid downwards. She positioned her breasts in line with my face, and gently holding my face, kissed me on my lips and forehead. I took her by her waist drawing her closer and nestled in the warmth of her cleavage. I kissed her there. She was really hot, and smelt wonderful of her breast milk.

I reached out for one nipple with my tongue and played with it. I took the other in my hand and gently pressed and fondled. She moaned as my wet tongue flicked all around her nipple. I gently took the engorged stub between my teeth and pressed it gently. A small drop landed on my tongue. Very soon it would be a flow I wouldn’t be able to control.

I saw her shifting a bit, I withdrew. She adjusted herself and lifted her right leg high up. I could see Asif holding it up as he tried to gain access to her wet pussy. She reached out and guided him in. He pushed into her and was deep inside her upto his cum sacs. She twisted her leg to pull him in further. After they had settled down to a good position to carry on, she turned towards me and lifting her breast, thrust her nipple back into my mouth.

She said, “Mera doodh piyo, Gopal. Tumhare liye bacha ke rakha hai”
(Drink my milk Gopal. I have saved it for you)

I resumed my sucking, slowly at first. I seemed to have forgotten the art of suckling. I was clumsy at first, but then the lactation increased and I did not have to do much, just went on gulping as soon as I had a mouthful of her milk. She closed her eyes, as Asif began to move in and out of her.

I withdrew from her breast, and told Asif, “I don’t like a messed up cunt. I would wish that you don’t ejaculate inside her.”

Asif replied, between his thrusts and her gasps, “Don’t worry. I won’t. Shareen will suck me out”

He began to pound her cunt from the rear. Shareen offered me other breast this time and I proceeded to offer my affection and love by suckling her. About 10 minutes of pounding later, she disengaged and turned around on her back. I released her breast as she turned and then resumed. I saw Asif climbing up over her and insert his cock into her mouth. His thighs were close to my face and I could smell his sweat and her cunt juices. My cock was hard and erect. I guided Shareen’s palm to it and she grasped it and began to slowly move her hand up and down on it.

I watched at close quarters, Asif mouth fucking his wife, barely a foot away from my face. He had his eyes closed and soon he froze. He withdrew his penis and began to masturbate. I saw a jet of thick semen go flying into her open mouth; another jet landed on her face and forehead. He discharged himself completely on her face and dabbed his penis head on her lips and got up from above her chest. She had swallowed his cum and was now licking up the remnants that he had sprayed on her face. She then got up and wiped herself with a wet tissue. Asif had gone to the washroom to clean himself up and returned with a towel. He got on to the bed and wiped his wife’s pussy clean and then wiped her body and face.

“She is now clean as an angel. She is all yours”, he said, and kissed his wife on her lips.
“Enjoy. I will go out for sometime and return after about one hour”.

He walked out of the room closing the bedroom door behind him.

Shareen asked me, “Want some coffee?”. I said,”Today and for the next two days, I prefer milk”

She punched me in the tummy, and laughed. “Anyway tomorrow morning your coffee will be made with my milk only. We don’t use dairy milk. Asif prefers to have his coffee and tea made with my milk”

“I prefer to drink straight from the source”, I said, and bent forward to grab her breasts.
“Wait. I need some”, and she attempted to get up. I pulled her down.

“See if you can drink from your own breasts”, I said. She looked at me with an incredulous look.
“You are not joking are you?” she asked. I shook my head. “Try it”.
“I have seen it on porn, but never tried it on myself”, she said, with some blush on her face.
“Try it, I can help you”, I said.

She waited for a minute probably thinking about it and then she lifted her right breast in her hand. I asked her to bend her face down a bit to enable me to see if with some stretching, she could reach her nipple. She did and I thought she could do it. I held her head gently and pushed it down a bit more, and with the other hand helped her lift her breast further up with the nipple pointing upwards. There was just a few centimeters gap.

“Let me do something” I said and taking her nipple between my finger and thumb twirled it a bit gently trying to engorge it further. A few seconds later, she tried again and the stub was in her mouth.

“Now suckle yourself” I said smiling at her.
She pulled at the nipple again and this time with a little more lift and stretching her head, the areola was inside her mouth. She started to suck at her own breast. She sucked a few times, and then realised her breast. She opened her mouth to show a mouthful of her breast milk, and she swallowed it. Milk oozed out of the nipple.

Soon, she was drinking milk from her own breast effortlessly.
“How do you like it?” I asked. She smiled and kissed me on my lips as I fondled her breast with the back of my palm.

“I do not know what to say. Funny feeling actually. Drinking from your own breast you know. But it was sweet” she said, surprisingly shy and coy about the whole thing.
“I think, Asif will be surprised and delighted.” I said.

“Instead, he will think I don’t need him anymore to empty my breasts. I can do it myself”.

“But if emptying is the objective, you are not doing anything for that. The milk you are drinking is going back to your stomach and will go back to your breasts eventually. Emptying can be done only by Asif, your baby or me”, I said.

“Hmm” she said and once again took her nipple and drank her own milk. This time it was easier.
I reached out to the other breast and began to drink from it. She was hot and her breasts were warm. I almost fell asleep at her breast. When I opened my eyes, she was caressing my face. I got up with a start and asked her how long I had slept. It was just about a minute or so, but felt like an hour.

She turned over and came over me. She slept over me, with her arms at the sides, her warm breast flesh crushed against my chest. I could see her wetness seep through on to my pubic hair and penis. It lay in the gap between her legs and against her butt cleavage. We kissed and I kissed her face all over, while she reciprocated. She lay with her face cradled against mine in the shoulder blade.

My caresses of her back took me down to her soft hips and I pressed them against mine. She spread her legs and opened up her treasures to my touches. I used my fingers inside the bum cleavage and then moved it lower into her pussy. She was dripping cum on my thighs and my penis was already coated with her cum all along the shaft. Mixed as it was with my own precum, the bedsheets below me was a puddle.

I asked her if she was ready for me.
“I am ready for the past 3 days. Can’t wait to feel this cock inside me” she said.

“Oh…sexy Shareen. Aao…Main upar aajaun ?”
(Come..Shall I come over you?)

“Mujhe accha lagega. I want to see you fuck me hard.”
(I will feel good)
“To phir jaldi se pair faila. I can’t wait anymore. Saali kitna tadpaya tune. Tere jism ke liye taras gaya tha. I have been fucking my brother-in-law’s wife and she is very good, but the warmth of your body and pussy is different.” (Then spread your legs fast. Bitch, how much you have tormented me. I was thirsting for your body)

I pulled her by the legs towards me and then pushed her on her back. I sat between her legs and hoisted them up. I guided my cock into her pussy and pushed in deep into her immediately.

“OMG..it has been so long”
I started to pump into her stratight way. I was rough and I knew I would not be able to hold long enough for her to orgasm. I told her that I wouldn’t wait for her to cum. She nodded and goaded me to get on with it.

I held her breasts with my hands and squeezed them hard. A jet of milk sprang up from her nipples. I continued to piston in and out of her hot cunt, and she was passive just holding my waist. In another minute I had sent out four spurts with lots of cum deep into her womb. I dropped her legs and collapsed on her body. She took me in an embrace and caressed and kissed me. I gathered my breath and supporting myself on my arms tried to reach out to her breast. She held it up for me as I lay back on her body and began to drink her breast milk.

My limp cock slowly slipped out of her cunt. I apologised to her for not making her cum.

“It is okay. We still have days to enjoy.”
“Would you like to clean me up?”
Shareen bent over my cock and taking the limp flesh between two fingers, began to lick up the shaft. She drew the foreskin back and rolled her tongue over the head and licked up the remaining drops of cum.

I lay back next to her. We were breathing hard. We covered ourselves with the covers and dozed off.

It was an hour or so later, when I felt some ruffling in the sheets and I opened my eyes to see a naked Asif trying to get in to the bed next to Shareen on the other side. I felt his hand reaching out from behind her under her arms to hold her breasts, and the three of us slept for a while. It was late afternoon when we woke up.

We had not had lunch and I was famished. Asif decided that we order from outside. We agreed and he went on to place a phone order from a nearby Pizza Hut outlet.

We freshened up a bit and then we had lunch. It was 4 pm already. I put on a T-shirt and a Bermuda shorts. Shareen put on a white shirt that was transparent enough to reveal her white bra, with a few top buttons open. The shirt ended just around her waist to reveal a nice pink coloured panty. Asif was in his shorts and bare chested.

We just relaxed and chatted about ourselves and our kids. Asif whispered something into her ear and Shareen and he excused themselves. I asked them to stay, and I offered to leave the room for a smoke outside.

About 10 minutes later I returned to the apartment, and Shareen was prodding Asif. I thought they wanted to tell me something.

Asif volunteered, “We were just discussing, if we could invite another female partner for the night.”
I asked, “Why? Do you need her? I thought it will take a lot from the two of us to satisfy Shareen.”

“We discussed. Since you have come all the way from Bangalore, we thought you should have Shareen exclusively for yourself. I will take the other female that we were thinking of. Of course, if you find her desirable, you can have sex with her also.”

I thought for a while and pointing to Shareen said, “I wanted to do a DP with her.”

Asif said,”Yes we will do the DP. I will be a part of that. But other times, you can have sex with either of them. But I would prefer if you could spend most of your time with Shareen”

“As you wish, boss. Can’t deny you your pleasure when I am fucking your wife, can I?

It was close to 5.30 pm and I asked for some coffee. Shareen immediately jumped up and went off to the kitchen. I followed her. She brought out 1 cup and placed it on the kitchen platform. She removed her white shirt buttons and unhooked her bra.

“What are you doing?”
“We don’t have dairy milk. We manage with mine.”

And saying so, she started to stimulate her lactating breasts slowly. Drawing her thumb and forefinger from bottom to the nipple. Slowly, droplets of milk appeared and she continued.

I was amazed at this couple and this woman. “What about guests when they come home? Do you still use your breast milk?” Shareen smiled and nodded her head.

“Only that the guests don’t know it is my milk. Open the refrigerator.”
I opened the door and I saw many small bottles of milk.

The top ones with the blue cap are for the baby. The red caps are for Asif when I am not around. The green caps are for general use. I see to it that the milk gets used up within 2-3 days.

“Can I help Shareen?”
“I will manage. I do this four to five times everyday.”

She began to squirt milk into the cup and soon it was a flow. She filled up the cup in no time and then put a cup of nescafe in water for heating up in the microwave. She mixed the milk and put the coffee in 3 cups.

“Eeks…You are still leaking milk.”
“And you are standing there and watching it go waste.”

I needed no further instructions. I bent down and suckled her. Not hard but gently enough to trickle down the flow. I was amazed at this woman. She was one sexy woman and horny too. She could be the most blessed woman I have come across. A beautiful face, beautiful and sexy body, such lovely shapely and large breasts ever full of milk, a hot and dripping wet cunt ever ready to take a cock in it and lovely shapely buttocks. She buttoned up and I picked up my glass and followed her to the hall.

We sat together on the sofa and chatted while we had coffee. I asked them about the parties after I left the circuit. They told me that no one had come anywhere near my record. And the breast milk collection record was also not broken yet. I asked her if there were any more cases of two women and one man for the finale. They said no, but also told me that even the evening where I took Shareen and Neha was manipulated. It would have been Neha if it was not for the hostess who manipulated the scores.

I blushed. But they told me it was worth it.
“Janoo, is she coming?” Shareen asked Asif, turning to him.

Asif replied, “Yes she is on her way. But she can’t stay beyond 11pm. Her husband will pick her up from here on the way home.”

“Whom are we talking about?”
“Asif’s partner for the evening. And what about tomorrow Asif? Is she available tomorrow and for Sunday?”
“I didn’t ask her. Let her come first.”
“May I know something about this girl?” I asked.

“Sure..You have probably seen her and recognize her. She is famous and is a Page 3 sort of celebrity. Her name is TIT. She happens to be my cousin sister’s husband’s sister-in-law.”

Note: The name TIT was deliberately chosen to hide her details from the readers. Her real name or initials and profession would have given her identity away.

“Wow…She has been my fantasy too. Huge breasts she has. Can’t wait to see her naked.”
“Asif has been fucking her for almost 2 years now. Their family owes Asif a lot of money. He financed their business in the initial days. In lieu of profits, we or rather Asif asked for TIT. They agreed. Of course, Asif put up some weird complicated conditions. She has to come here on demand. Will sleep with Asif only for 5 days in a month. And for every day she cannot come for some reasons, the day carries over to the next month. “

Asif added,”And now we have four days left with TIT. If she is free tomorrow and on Sunday, we will be utilizing 3 days. Sometimes we cannot help. She has periods, she has gone out for her work, etc, etc.”

I thought what a weird family I was involved with. “That is actually a good condition for misuse by you Asif. You can always check out secretly her schedules and demand her presence in your bed. She cannot come, so you get one day added to the next. The more the merrier.”

Asif said, “I never thought of that. But I don’t want to torture the beautiful girl. One night spent with her leaves me fully satisfied.”

I was aroused by the thought that I would be sharing my bed with TIT.

Asif gave me more information, “She was actually an F-size earlier, but now has undergone surgery. She is now a DD, but she is still big for her frame.”

I was now curious, “How is she in bed?”
Asif said, “As good as Shareen if not better.”
I said, “I would love to have sex with her. That would give me something to brag about, having fucked TIT.”

Asif said, “I would trust you to keep this a secret please.”
I was all apologies, “Okay okay. I understand”
Shareen intervened,”TIT ka baat sunke Gopal ka lund khada ho gaya hai.”
(Hearing about TIT has aroused Gopal)

I looked down and saw that I was already sporting a massive erection. TIT had truly aroused me. Shareen came up to me and sat with her legs across on my lap. She fondled my cock that was confined in my Bermuda shorts. She kissed me on my lips and asked.

Acting a bit slutty, “So you want TIT now, eh?”
I said, fondling her face, “I would love to have sex with her at least once, if she is okay with it. But are you jealous of me desiring her?”

“Jealous, not at all. But having come all the way for me, I don’t see why you should go for anyone else. Also, it becomes a challenge for me, to see to it that I satisfy you enough that you can’t get your pleasure from her.”

She had by now opened her shirt buttons and I helped her take it off. I unclasped her bra and her breasts danced their way to rest on her chest. She held my head and we kissed each other deeply. Our tongues fought. Saliva dropped from our mouths on to her chest. I left her mouth immediately and feverishly began to lick her chest. Showering kisses all over her neck, shoulder blade, ears, chin, cheeks, I made my way to her mammary flesh. She arched back to give me more room to access her breasts. I held her back and took one nipple into my mouth and began to suck. Milk flowed like she was an open tap, nourishing my parched mouth. I worshipped her other breast equally well. A few minutes of feverish suckling later, she resumed her normal position. Her long hair fell on my face. We kissed again, this time more gently.

Shareen pleaded, “Take me now please…I have waited for so long.”
I pulled her along with me, “Shareen, main bhi intezaar nahi kar sakta. Chalo bed pe.”
(Even I cannot wait. Get on to the bed)

She got up and I moved in behind her while at the same time removing my shorts and shirt. As she went up the bed, I pulled her panty off. She kicked it off as she fell on the bed face down. I leaped behind her and landed on my arms on either side and directed my hard cock into the cleavage between her buttocks.

“Oof maa. Kitna khadak aur lamba hai.”
(Oh, my mother. Its so long and hard)

Asif came up behind us. I quickly turned her over and she spread out her legs wide opening up her beautiful petals of her wet pussy. We did not need any more foreplay and I held her leg with one hand and with the other guided my penis into her cunt. I pushed and I went inside completely. I bent down to make love to her breasts, drinking milk from them briefly. I began to thrust into her hard and rough as she tried to wrap her legs behind my hips. I held it apart as I saw Asif observing us.

“Dekh Asif, kaisi chudwati hai mujhse. Isko to meri randi banane ka man karta hai. Aisi jawan jism ko kaise protect karte ho yaar?”
(See how she gets fucked by me. I want to make her my keep. How do you safeguard her youthful body, man?)

Asif laughed and settled down on a chair that lay next to the bed.

“Won’t you join us?”
Asif said, “I am waiting for TIT. She will be here in a minute, she’s in the elevator.”
And the bell rang. Asif went out to bring her in. I paused.
Shareen said, “Don’t stop. Please continue.”

I resumed. Asif brought her straight into the bedroom. And I saw her in flesh for the first time. She was a beauty, cute looking just like I had seen her. She smiled when she saw us romping away.

Asif introduced us, “This is Gopal. Gopal this is TIT. You know her of course.”

I reached out to shake hands with her, even as I pounded Shareen. She was moaning with pleasure. TIT smiled and said, “Pleasure meeting you. Asifbhai told me about you on the phone.”

I returned the compliment. “It is my pleasure. You are also my fantasy babe. Masturbated a number of times, fucking you in my fantasy.”

She blushed, “Well it could come true today.”

She and Asif settled down on the two chairs next to the bed. TIT took off her outer shirt. She had put on a tight red T-shirt that enhanced the beauty of her DD sized breasts, and tight blue jeans that revealed her shapely cute arse.

Shareen below me called out, “Please Gopal. Focus on me.”
I turned my face to her and continued to fuck her harder. My cock had grown by a few centimeters after TIT had come in.

We continued to fuck each other. I bent down to suckle her even as my hips thrust into her cunt. She was milking me with her cunt muscles. I could sense the impending climax and I did not wait long to shoot into her. A few more shots later, I collapsed on her with her breast in my mouth as she enveloped me in her legs and caressed my hair. It has taken me about 15 nminutes, and I was sweating despite the airconditioner. Our breathing was heavy and labored. My cock was still hard and erect.

I withdrew slowly from her. Shareen closed her legs immediately. I got up from above her and knelt beside her with my cock dripping cum on to her thighs.

TIT had noticed my cock and cried out, “He is so big Asif !!”
Asif and I smiled and I turned around to face her.

Asif asked her, “Do you want to taste him?”
TIT looked at me and I thrust my hips forward. She got up from the chair and got on to the bed. She bent down and gingerly licked my entire shaft, and then going on to suck the remaining cum off my penis.
TIT nodded ,”Hmm tastes good.”
Asif replied, “You should take him sometime. You will be amazed at how much he ejaculates.”
“If you say so..”

But today we have agreed that we will be fucking each other only. Gopal has come all the way from Bangalore to have sex with Shareen, so he deserves her entirely. Only that Gopal has a fantasy to fulfil. A DP with Shareen, so I will have to be there with her. You can also participate by, you know, peripheral acts…we will see. We are planning for tomorrow anytime. Can you join us TIT? Gopal is going to be with us here until Sunday night. Has a flight back on Monday morning.”

“If that is the plan, I will ask FHN not to pick me up tonight. I will stay back over the weekend. Who knows, I might get fucked by Gopal and also fulful his fantasy.”
“Good idea. But what about your clothes?”
“I will get them delivered tomorrow here. For the night, I don’t think I need any, do I?
FHN was her husband.

They laughed.

The thought of getting a chance to fuck the famous booby queen hardened by cock further and I inserted once again into Shareen and pistoned in and out of her. She became aware of the hardening cock and she pursed her lips, as I thrust hard into her. I was done for almost 10-15 minutes now, and in this time Shareen had orgasmed a couple of times; I could sense the clamping of her cunt muscles over my cock that restricted my movement. But now I was almost there and I bent down to kiss her and asked her if she wanted me to cum inside.

She said no and wanted me to pull out in time and ejaculate outside but on her body.

“Mujhe TIT ko dikhana hai ki mera Gopal kaise aur kitna ejaculate karta hai. If she wants you to fuck her, I will ask Asif to add a day more to his quota.”, she whispered.
(I want to show TIT how much my Gopal ejaculates)

I bent down to hold her wild breast in my hand and suckled her a bit.
“Now watch..”, I heard Asif tell TIT.

I could see TIT keep her phone aside and holding Asif’s arm lean forward expectantly.

I did not disappoint. I pulled out and masturbated one more time and paused. I sent out a huge jet of whitish-yellow semen flying through the air to land on the head rest. The next spurt landed on her face covering her eyes and cheeks. The third and the fourth progressively fell lower, as the trajectory reduced, to fall on her breast cleavage and then her waist above the navel.

Shareen had collapsed, breathing heavily. I heard a gasp and murmurs. It was TIT.
TIT exclaimed, “What was that? A fire engine hose?”
Asif said, “This is his fourth ejaculation of the day. You can’t imagine what could have been the first.
“Where did it land the first time?”

Shareen spoke between gasps.
“It was not outside. He released it in my mouth. Straight into my throat”

TIT continued, “Hai Allah. That was so much of cum. That must have landed at what …. 4 feet away?”

I inserted my still hard cock back into Shareen’s cunt and pushing it deep inside stayed still for a while.
Shareen asked, “Can you do it again?”

I replied, breathing heavily, “Not just yet….But I just want you to feel me inside you. I want to feel the wetness of your cunt around my penis. You are so hot Shareen…my sexy love…Hmmm”

I kissed her cheeks and lips. Her breasts crushed against my chest as I literally breathed life into her. She was gasping still and it looked like I was doing a CPR on her. Shareen called out to TIT.

“TIT dear…would you like to clean me up?”

TIT came over once again to the bed and licked up my cum with her tongue from her face, breasts, and tummy. I lifted myself to allow her to lick Shareen’s waist. I took the opportunity to rub her back and fondle her arse. She got up and looked at me, and then touched my balls, causing me to jerk my cock in Shareen’s pussy. The hot celebrity babe had touched my balls !!!! I had something to brag about and cherish after all. The sexy TIT had sucked my cock, licked my cum and held my balls. I now had to suck her huge tits and fuck her. That would complete the story. Only that this time I could not have any picture for my private pleasure. This was a request from Asif and Shareen and I was going to respect that request.

I lay down over Shareen once again, kissing her on her lips. She held my head and embraced me.
“Thank you Gopal. It was wonderful.”

A few minutes later, I felt my cock go limp and slip out. I rolled over and lay down next to her. Asif and TIT were kissing each other. Asif had his hands up inside her T-shirt while she had one hand over his pants on his crotch.

Shareen and I got up from the bed. Shareen examined the sheets. They were a bit soiled. I took a tissue and wiped and cleaned the head board of the cot, where my semen shot had landed. The pillow was already soiled. Shareen picked up the bed sheets and pillow and dumped them in the closet. I helped her gather a new set from the other room and spread it out. It appeared that TIT and Asif were preparing themselves with a lot of foreplay.

By now her T-shirt was off and her jeans was on her knees. Asif was naked with his long cock getting a lot of attention from her hand. His circumcised head was already wet and gleaming with precum. TIT had put on a tight red coloured bra. I saw her breasts and they were mind boggling. Huge for her small frame. For a moment I thought they were bigger than Shareen’s. They were lip locked and Asif hands were kneading her breasts.

He pulled down one cup and bent down to gobble up the beautifully shaped nipple. She moaned and threw her head back, holding his head to her breast. She looked at me, then turned her gaze towards my penis and wet her lips with her tongue. I smiled back.

Shareen and I settled down on the chairs while Asif led TIT with his mouth still on her nipple, to the bed. She pushed him down and gathered his head up to her breast. Her left hand was gripping his penis with the forefinger rolling over the big pink mushroom head. Both were moaning with pleasure.

Shareen came over to my side and sat down on my lap sideways. I held her by her waist and adjusted her for comfort.

“Now watch how they enjoy themselves. Showtime”
I whispering into her ear, as I nibbled at her ears and took in her sexual fragrance,”I would love to be in Asif’s place right now.” She squirmed and hit me gently on my chest.

“You won’t get her as long as I am around. She does not sleep with just anyone. She is with Asif out of compulsion. She is hard to get.”

“And you are very easy to get….?”. And I took her breast in my palms and she arched her back to allow me easy access to her stub of a nipple. I drew in my cheeks and sucked out immediately a mouthful of breast milk. She moaned as it probably hurt her. I stopped and started to be a little gentle. Her naked breasts at such close quarters, with the aroma of her milk, was too tempting to resist to drink from them. Our eyes were still on Asif and TIT on the bed. TIT was now sprawled on the bed with her legs spread out wide. I couldn’t see if she was clean shaven or not since Asif had dug his mouth into the wetness and was furiously lapping at the clit. TIT had clenched her fist to the pillow with the other hand mauling her own breast. Asif soon sent her into an orgasm that had her bucking her hips into his face and arching her back high enough and then falling repeatedly on the bed. She was screaming. Asif stopped and waited for TIT to return to normal. He moved up and lay down next to her, TIT fondled his hairy chest, kissing his nipples as he closed his eyes and moaned in ecstasy. She licked him all over and then proceeded to his semi limp cock and took it into her mouth by her tongue. She soon began to give him a blowjob. Haunching on her hips as she bent down, I could get a nice view of her cute white arse, and a peek of her pussy lips between. Shareen noticed my drooling over the sight and turned herself to shield me from the view.

“You shouldn’t be thinking of anything else right now.
“Don’t worry. I won’t even touch her without your permission.”

Shareen allowed me to continue to take in the action while she settled down to a more comfortable position on my lap, now that I had stopped suckling her. My hands were still on her warm breasts.
Asif had now gained a good hardness and he turned and asked TIT to go on all fours. He applied his own saliva on his cock and bent down to have a quick lick of her pussy lips from the behind. He teased her pussy a bit and TIT turned to look at him and us with pleading eyes.

“Tum bahut pareshaan karte ho Asif. Jaldi daalo andar.” (You harass me a lot Asif. Now put it in quickly)
Asif guided his pole into her wet cunt and was soon buried deep inside. He held her hips and bent down to kiss her back. TIT turned around her face to receive a kiss from him. He bunched her hair and asked Shareen to share a hair band or clip. Shareen threw one at him. TIT managed to clip her hair and they once again kissed. Asif kissed her all over her nape, neck and shoulders and arms. He took charge of her hanging melons and shook them like one would ring a bell. TIT moaned. She had great tits and at this moment I was actually tempted to go down below her and suck her tits.

Asif fondled and caressed her breasts and squeezed them hard. TIT threw her head back and pouted at me. Asif then pushed her head down and holding her cute little hips began to slowly enter and exit her cunt, until only his head remained inside. He was decently long, and when he withdrew and put it back in, I wondered how deep TIT was.

For the first few minutes it was just a gentle in and out for Asif, that made TIT orgasm a couple of times. And then his hips were a blur and so were her breasts that were swaying wildly to the thrusts in her pussy. We could hear the “flap” sound of her breasts hitting her chest as she was pounded hard by Asif.

Both of them were groaning and moaning. I realised that my cock was hard and erect and Shareen was masturbating me. I could not hold back and ejaculated all over her hand and thighs. She licked her hand. I grew limp soon enough. Within a couple of minutes, Asif and TIT screamed out in a simultaneous orgasm.

Shareen had a gleeful look on her face. I raised my eyebrows.
She whispered in to my ear, “I like to see her fucked hard by Asif. The sexy bitch deserves it. But she is cute and hot isn’t she?”

Asif had collapsed over her back. TIT lay below her crushed by his weight. His cock was still inside her and I noticed his balls twitching. Both were breathing very hard and Asif was biting and kissing TIT all over, like when a lion mates.

Shareen got up from my lap and ambled across to the bed. She kissed Asif on the lips and caressed TIT’s arms. Asif slowly pulled out of her cunt. There was no cum out flow. She had sucked all in.

Shareen caressed her back and ran her fingers through her hair. I thought they would get into a lesbian act. But TIT turned over and Shareen lay on the bed face up. Immediately both Asif and TIT latched on to Shareen’s breasts like twin babies, vigourously suckling her.

I had a massive hard-on and was actually surprised at it myself since I was masturbated just a few minutes earlier by Shareen. I was tempted to penetrate Shareen’s pussy. She had lifted her knees with her feet on the bed. She was kissing both of them by turns and running her fingers through their hair, occasionally pressing their heads to her breasts, as they feasted on the fresh and warm nourishing milk.
But I held back and watched the three in action. They rested after about 10 minutes of drinking milk and lay back. Shareen invited me to the bed, but I realised that there was not enough space for four. I excused myself and went into the bathroom to wash my cock. It had not been washed since I arrived. It had been sucked once, had fucked twice and masturbated once. I wanted it cleaned up.

After some time the three of them got up one by one to wash themselves.

TIT was looking more beautiful after her bath. She was still naked and for the first time I saw her completely. She had voluminous breasts that were firm and proudly erect. She was definitely a DD cup holder. Her nipples were light brown-pink and were about a centimeter long. She had an extremely small waist, well toned and firm. Her hips were not entirely broad, but curved out into two deliciously cute looking buttocks. Soft and creamy with adequate flesh. She obviously maintained herself well through work outs. Her pussy was covered with a neatly trimmed bush shaped like a tree, with the roots tapering towards the clitoris. Her arms and legs were firm and appeared strong.

Compared to her Shareen was buxom and fleshy. Her breasts were equally huge but sagged somewhat due to milk and breastfeeding.

TIT’s calling broke my thought chain, “Hey, handsome!!”

I replied with a greeting and shook hands again. Shareen appeared from nowhere and I had to cut short my conversation immediately to prevent any adverse reaction from her. She was of the jealous kind when I and she were concerned, and it was well known with Neha.

Shareen brought us all full glasses of milk shake and I guessed it was made with her milk. We all went into the hall with our glasses and settled down. Asif put on some light music and we had our glasses of breast milk strawberry shake in no time.

It was close to 8 pm and Shareen put on some clothes and excused herself to go the neighbourhood to pick up her baby. I suggested that she bring the baby back with her instead of leaving her there after the feed. She agreed and went off.

I was famished and incapable of more sex without anything in my stomach. I suggested that we go out for dinner. All agreed and we called up Shareen that we would pick her up on the way.

I put on some nice fresh clothes and the there of us drove out with Asif driving and TIT in the front. We picked up Shareen and the baby on the way and by the time we reached the restaurant it was close to 9 pm. We had our dinner and Shareen also took some time off to breast feed her baby. I asked them if they were game for some drinks, but they refused. I took some red wine while others ended their dinner with some icecream topped falooda.

I went out for a smoke and enjoyed the cool breeze that blew in from the lake opposite. I went back in and requested them that I need to rejuvenate myself and would take a walk alongside the lake. They suggested that they would go back. Asif handed me his key so that I could let myself in. It was close to 11 pm when we finished dinner and I left for a walk.

I thought over the events of the day. TIT was a bonus and I was wondering if I could get to have sexual intercourse with this bombshell. Having come so close to it and not having sex with her would be a disappointment, for sure. I would ask Asif and TIT. Asking Shareen would be out of question. She would want me all to herself. I sometimes think that Shareen considers me her sex toy. But so do I.

I walked back to their apartment. I let myself in with the key. It was dark and silent all around. I did not know where I was to sleep for the night. There was no activity tonight, so it appeared. I tiptoed into the bedroom. Shareen was sleeping alone with the baby on one side in the cradle. She had put on a night dress and pyjamas. I walked into the other bedroom where we had sex earlier and I saw TIT and Asif sleeping blissfuly. Asif was behind TIT with his hands below her arms around to the front cupping her breasts. TIT was in her bra and panty, while Asif was naked. I couldn’t make out if he had nested his cock inside her.

I decided to sleep with Shareen. I had a glass of water with a PN pill and went into the bedroom. I got in from the other side of the bed, and pulling up the sheets went off to sleep. During the night sometime, I felt Shareen’s hand on my erect cock. I turned and looked at her. She was in deep sleep. I gathered her gently in my arms and cradled her head on my shoulder and went back to sleep.

It was 7.30 am when I woke up and Shareen was already up. She had finished her bath and was coming out. Asif was in the hall with a newspaper and a cup of coffee. TIT was still in her bra and panty.

The door bell rang and TIT ran into the room. Asif opened the door and picked up the large bag that the delivery boy had brought. Apparently, it contained TIT’s clothes.

“Your clothes have arrived baby.” He cried out to her” as she came out of the room.
Shareen told TIT, ”You smell of cum. Go have your bath. I am preparing for the breakfast.”
TIT picked up her stuff and trotted out into the bathroom for a bath.

I bid good morning to them and asked for some coffee. Meanwhile I brushed my teeth and peed. When I returned, the coffee was ready; with fresh milk from Shareen’s tankers. I had my coffee quickly. I went into the bath. I found all the items that were needed in the bathroom. I thought I would shave off my pubic hair for the benefit of the two ladies, and I used the razor. Finishing my bath I came out of the bathroom naked and I found Shareen’s baby wailing. I gingerly picked her up. I tried to pacify her.

Shareen came running into the bedroom, her braless boobs wobbling. She had worn a very loose pink coloured shirt that went well short of her panty line. She had put on a wrap around skirt, which revealed her sexy white thighs as she ran in.

She stopped as she saw me trying to pacify the baby and smiled.
“Despite your whorish ways, you are a very good mother.” I said.

She sat down on the bed with her back to the bedrest and opened up her shirt buttons. I laid the baby on her lap. The baby instinctively turned towards her. I reached out to Shareen’s breast and brought it out of the shirt and directed the nipple towards the baby. She latched on instinctively and suckled her.
Shamelessly I was aroused, though it was a very beautiful and serene scene. My cock was hard and erect. Shareen noticed it and asked me to come closer. I approached her, and she took my cock in her left hand and began to masturbate me slowly. I pulled her hand off and told her.

“Abhi nahin Shareen. Tum baby pe focus karo. Yeh to kabhi bhi kar sakti ho. Doodh pila ke aao. Main bahar jaata hoon.” (Not now Shareen. You focus on your baby. You can do this anytime. Feed her and come. I will go out)

“Don’t you want to drink the fresh milk?”
She smiled and wanted me to drink from her breast.
“Tumhara milk to hamesha fresh hi hota hai Shareen. Tere breast se direct peena to fresh milk peena hi to hai. Lekin ab nahin. Not alongwith your baby. It is a private moment for you. Thanks for the offer but no.” (Your milk is always fresh Shareen. Drinking straight from your breasts means drinking fresh milk. But not now.)

Shareen smiled. “Do you know? Despite your womanizing ways, you are a good man and a good father.”
I smiled and walked out closing the bedroom door.

TIT had returned from the other bathroom and I sat down naked with her on the sofa, while Asif was still reading his newspaper. TIT had put on a loose T-shirt and shorts and I was sure she had no bra underneath. The outline of her nipples was visible. I was the only one naked and with a hard-on, and I was somewhat embarrassed.

TIT looked at me and asked, “Are you always like this?”
“Like what?”
“With a hard and erect cock?”
I laughed and shook my head.

“No…No.. It went up when I saw Shareen’s breasts just now. And now you are helping sustaining it.
TIT smiled and went into the kitchen. Shareen had left the breakfast preparation incomplete. She was preparing eggs and bread. TIT proceeded to prepare the breakfast.

A few mintutes later Shareen reappeared and the two ladies laid the table. We came up and sat together for the morning meal. I had my sacs full and to be honest, was looking out for a release outlet. My penis was painfully hard and was refusing to go down. TIT was out of bounds for me, and the only options I had was Shareen or use my hand. I would wait it out I thought.

Shareen got up from the table and asked if anyone wanted coffee or tea. Asif and TIT asked for coffee. Shareen looked at me and I smiled. She smiled back and went away to the kitchen. They looked at each other with a quizzical look.

“What was that aboiut?” asked TIT.
I replied, “You will see soon.”

A few minutes later, Shareen returned with two cups of coffee. She came around and sat on my lap. Simultaneously she unbuttoned her shirt. I kissed her mouth and she opened up to receive my oral muscle with her own. I gathered her in my arms around her waist and bent down to drink her milk straight from her breast. She held my head to her chest. From the corner of my eye I saw Asif and TIT smiling, looking at us.

Asif said, “Poor fellow is having a raging hard on since morning. TIT, would you like to put him out of trouble?”
“I don’t mind at all after all that you have spoken of his ejaculation prowess. Shareen ?”

“Aap log meri pyaas kyon badha rahe ho? Agreement hua tha ki Gopal sirf mere saath karega. So why are you both talking about it?” (Why are you both increasing my thirst. It was agreed that Gopal will do it only with me)

I interrupted my suckle and wiped my mouth with my palm.
“Guys, I don’t mind if TIT gives me a blow job. But if I belong to Shareen these days, she must agree. May be if TIT is willing to add a day for Asif?”

“I am willing to add one day for Asif. But then Shareen has to agree.”

I resumed my suckling leaving the decision to the three of them. Shareen was quiet for some time. She must have nodded for sure, because in just another minute, I found Shareen shifting herself a bit and standing infront of me. I did not let go her breast. TIT descended between my knees. I pushed back a bit to accommodate her. Shareen stood above her with her legs spread apart. The scene was amusing.

Shareen’s pussy was directly above TIT’s head. I did not have to lean forward. Shareen’s huge breasts were within reach and I did not lose another moment to resume suckling her. TIT too did not wait for any invitation, and she had already licked up my entire shaft and lubricated it well with her oral juices. She drew my foreskin back and took it deep down her throat. I gasped as I felt my sensitive head touch the back of her throad. Her nose was in my pubic bone and my sacs were twitching with the force she was applying on my cock head with her throat. She began to slowly blow me, while I tried to focus on the breasts in front of me. The twin pleasures I was being given was too much for me. The thought of a sexy celebrity babe giving me a blow job was the ultimate trigger and I came without any warning within 3 minutes. My hard penis deep in her mouth erupted and she gasped at the sudden burst. I had interrupted my suckling to look down at her. Shareen helped by holding TIT’s head against my penis, not allowing her to pull back. Four hard spurts later, I pushed my hips into her mouth to give her all that I had.

“Don’t swallow yet TIT. Show it to all before you take it in.”

Actually, I did not know yet if she swallowed. I looked up at Shareen. She read my mind. She muted her speech to indicate “She will swallow, don’t worry”. She knew what I liked to see.

Spent, I held her head and slowly pulled her back. Her cheeks were bloated and she was having difficulty breathing. Shareen slowly pulled her up holding her arms below her armpits. I stood up from the chair. Even though I had put in no effort, my legs were numb and blood rushed in. TIT turned around open mouth to show the contents to Asif. He clapped. Shareen kissed her shoulders and held her firm breasts in her hands from the back. TIT showed her mouth to me. Her mouth was full and the cum was bubbling intermittently to her breathing. Shareen turned around to see it.

“Ab pee lo ek hi jhatke me.” (Now swallow it in one gulp)
I stopped her. “Nahin. Pehle gargle karo. Run your tongue around inside. Feel it in your mouth. And then swallow.”
(First gargle)

TIT did exactly what I told her. She smiled and hugged me. Her soft but firm breasts pressed against my chest. She kissed my neck. Shareen hugged us from behind her.

Shareen asked her, “TIT, accha laga?” (Did you like it?)

She looked at me and said,
“Bahut. Was it a gun in my mouth or what? It hurt when you shot out the first time. And Asif you were right. It is too much of cum for one ejaculation.” (Very much)

She held my cum sacs and fondled them. My penis was still erect and dripping with cum. She spread it all over the shaft, before I could ask her to lick it up or even ask Shareen if she wanted to share my fresh morning supply of cum.

We separated. I resumed my seat on the kitchen chair. Shareen offered her breast and I showed her that I had enough for the moment. She walked over to TIT and TIT bent down to suckle her. Two minutes on each breast later, we were all seated. Everyone was quiet.

It was a tiring morning for me especially. I wanted TIT’s pussy, but I had to be satisfied with her mouth. Shareen was good enough to get me a wet tissue and I wiped my cock clean. “I think you should put on something, else you will have a permanent hard on.”, suggested Shareen.

And we all laughed. I went over the bedroom where I had left my bag. I pulled out a shorts and shirt and wearing it walked out into the hall. All of them had come in from the kitchen.

It had become boring now. I did not know what to do. So seemed the others. I had come all the way from Bangalore just for 2 days of sexual intercourse with Shareen. We were looking at each other.

I asked, “Now what?”
Shareen said, “Frankly I do not know what to do?”
Asif and TIT agreed. Shareen had a thought. Let us talk about our lives, especially sexual lives. And let us to do it one by one. And we can ask questions at any point.

Asif found it interesting but TIT was not keen. I thought she might be worried about exposing too much about herself.

I said, “I will agree. But I think she is nervous. Let us make an exception for her or let us all promise her that we are not going to let anyone know about what she tells us.”

We all immediately promised her. She seemed more relaxed.
I suggested that we start with Shareen.
She said, “Alright. Kahan se shuru karoon?” (Where do I start?)
I gave her a lead, “Apne pehle crush se ya pehle affair ya pehle sexual encounter se….”
(Tell us about your first crush or first affair or first sexual encounter)

She thought for a while, looked at Asif and said, “Some of things you don’t know. So sorry, but today I will be very open and so shall you.” Asif smiled and nodded assuringly.

“Well mera first crush tha jab main 7th mein thi. I must be around 12-13 years old then. I had a crush on my PT teacher. Main us wakt sexually aware thi and my knees used to go weak thinking of him. Lekin woh to sirf crush hi tha. Lekin pehli baar mujhe kisi ne alag tareeke se chua, mukjhe ab bhi yaad hai Asif. Woh mere chachu the, abba ke bade bhai. Woh jab Lucknow aathe the, to mere liye der saari cheeze laate the. Mujhe yaad hai, main shayad 15 baras ki thi, tab mujhe pata chala. Chachu mujhe kamre mein bulate aur apni godi me bithathe. Ek ek karke sab cheese nikalte aur har cheez ke liye mujh se chumma lete aur mujhe choomte. Waise sab thik tha, lekin woh mere hoton ko choomte. Kabhi kabhi breast bhi daba dete. College gayi tab pehli baar kisi mard ka lund dekha, jab ek ladke ne mujhse sex ke liye poocha. Maine mana kar diya, of course. But usne phir ek request ki, ki woh mere saamne muth marna chahta hai. Mujhe pata nahi tha is ka matlab. To haan kar di aur who mujhe ek jhadiyon ke peeche le gaya aur apni pant khol kar hila ne laga. Aur kuch hi der mein apna saara semen mere skirt pe chod di. Naseeb mera, ki main apni burkha layi thi. Ghar jaate waqt pehan li aur chupa liya.”

(My first crush was when I was in 7th. …At that time I was sexually aware…But that was only a crush. But the first time some one touched me in a different way, I still remember Asif. It was my uncle, my father’s older brother. When he used to come to Lucknow, he would get me lots of things. I remember, I must have been 15 then, I realized. Uncle would call em in to the room and make me sit on his lap. He used to unwrap each item one by one, and for every item he used to kiss me and ask me to kiss him. All that was okay, but he used to kiss my lips. Soemtimes he used to press my breasts. I saw the first cock in my life when I went to college, when a boy asked me for sex. I refused of course. But then he requested me again, tht he wanted to masturbate in front of me. I did not know what he meant by that. So I agreed and he took me behind the bushes, took off his pants and began to shake his cock. And in a few minutes her sprayed his semen all over my skirt. My good luck that I had brought my burkha and I wore it when I returned home and hid the stains)

“My first real sex, Asif don’t feel bad, was with my MBA college professor. That was about 7 years back, two years before marriage. I had peformed badly in one of the electives and as a trade off for higher grades I used my body. We had sex only once and that too with a condom. I lost my virginity to him. He called me to an empty classroom after the second bell sometime in the late afternoon. Asked me to strip and suck his cock. I refused, but he insisted that every time I said no I would lose a grade point. I had to pass and went along. I sucked his cock, he sucked my pussy, breasts. He tried to do anal with me, but it hurt him and so he did not try again. Then had sex with me, twice consecutively. But while I regretted at that time, I did enjoy my first sex. After that there was no looking back. I knew I had matured early, had a good and curvaceous body, and looked beautiful and sexy. I used it to my advantage when I could. Many boys wanted to befriend me but I just gave them a cold shoulder but kept them hopeful by getting things done by them. I passed out of college and joined a small company. I was not happy with the job, but the job market was tight. The owner’s son happened to be the friend of my first ex-boyfriend’s brother. He knew that I was not a virgin and had slept with a couple of boys. The owner and his son made me their whore, until I quit and joined the present company. And then I got married to Asif.”
She paused. I thought she was done.

I asked to break the silence, “Who was your first sexual mate other than Asif after you got married to Asif?”

Shareen thought and looked at Asif trying to get an answer out