Although Kyrhan was old enough to be a grand father and the life expectancy in India was not in the same range as in Western countries but he had still an uncle who was even younger than himself. The reason was simple : his father had had twelve children on a time span of twenty four years. Kyrhan's father was the eldest and Shomeer was the youngest of them all. He was married in Mumbai and had two children. He was the manager of a computer company working for the USA. He had three hundred people in his company and he was relatively wealthy.
Kyrhan visited him once a year or Shomeer came to spend a few days in Kyrhan's palace. He had come to Kira's wedding but she had been too intent on the preparation of her marriage, learning the rites she would be expected to perform, that she couldn't even remember his look. Kyrhan had to show her the photographs taken then. On one of them, Shomeer was placing a flower collar around her neck but at that time she was completely out of her mind with the excitation around her. An Indian Maharajah marriage is such a maelstrom of colors, rites anddances than you can easily become dizzy and inebriated with the turmoil. After all, she was marrying for a second time in a foreign country under a false identity in presence of her first husband Dan who was there to give her away and she was about to become bigamous! (read the story Good morning India ch.05 for this turning point event in Kira's life).
The first years of their marriage, Kira wasn't able to accompany or receive Shomeer as either she was back in France, her home country and the place where her first husband still lived (and where she still spent roughly a third of her time with him) or she was actively working on the restoration of Kyrhan's (and Shomeer's) familial palace which had been nothing but crumbling ruins when Kira saw it for the first time. There had been just a few rooms in the former women aisle of the palace that could be used to live in. Now it was a luxury hotel with two hundred rooms and Kira still lived in the secluded women aisle, the former harem, with her husband with a mere thirty rooms renovated and a good hundred that were waiting to be taken care of.
Kyrhan had recently insisted his wife should pay at least once a visit to his closest family member (apart from the four children (and two more on the way) she had already given her husband at that time). Shomeer was bright, clever and as handsome as many Bollywood film stars. It was surprising that an Indian man like Kyrhan would praise his brother's qualities in presence of his wife but their marriage had from the beginning been rather unusual as he and Dan shared the same wife and often actually shared her in the same bed. Kyrhan had decided that her ass would be strictly reserved for him or to men he would choose, at least when she was in India or wearing Indian clothes such her usual sarees. Dan hadn't tried to infringe on Kyrhan's territory as the prince was so hugely endowed that after he had fucked his wife in any hole, she was able to accommodate someone with a less prominent cock only after one or two weeks at the very minimum. So leaving her cunt for Dan's needs except when he intended to knock her up was a generous treat, marking his consideration toward the French man.
The first time Kira discovered Shomeer's mansion, Kira was stupefied by the luxury of the modern building. It was built around a big swimming pool that could be covered by a sun deck at the warmest hours of the day. The windows of the rooms overlooked the swimming pool. And there were just a couple of doors and no windows on the front .of the building in the muslim tradition. Four suites with king size beds wide enough for three people and eight bathrooms allowing his guests to take baths without disturbing their mates although one of the bathrooms attached to each suite was big enough to accommodate easily two persons in the bathtub with plenty of room for active frolicking. Kira noted it while she dropped her jewelry wallet she always carried herself. Since her second marriage, her sexual drive had dramatically improved and she was permanently looking for places where she could fuck, preferably with two well hung and muscled men such as both her husbands although a woman or a young adult could also easily attract her interest.
Shomeer had missed them at the airport due to a big traffic jam and he would be there any time soon with his wife. Meanwhile, he had given orders to his staff to welcome his guests. When he arrived, he explained his brother that his children were in the custody of their ayah (nanny) so they would be free to enjoy mutually their presence. Kira had taken the opportunity to take a shower and change in a new embroidered dark red silk saree she had especially bought for the occasion and that enhanced her beauty. She put on a few jewels of Kyrhan's ancestors to honor his brother. She had taken as much efforts as she could to have a perfect make up. After all, she was the wife of the Family's head and had to look her best to honor her husband!
When she had finished, she got down to the patio around the swimming pool, just in time to meet Shomeer and his wife Swathri. She was a few years younger than Kira who was about the same age as Shomeer. Swathri was about as buxom as Kira herself and they could easily have exchanged their European style clothes : same height, same measurements 36C/32/36 for just one hundred pounds for Shomeer's wife and 5' 4" for both women. Kira, being four months pregnant had taken a few pounds but Kyrhan judged that she should match normally Swathri's lithe figure.
Kyrhan's sister in law wore also a silk saree but quite differently from his wife. Kira's navel was largely exposed, her saree was bunched very low at the waist, exposing completely her pregnant belly and she had chosen a very tiny choli. It had no back but a web of laces, showing quite clearly that she was braless. In opposition, Swathri was wearing a fully covering choli and her saree was leaving only a small surface of bare flesh on her back. It was as demure as Kira's outfit was wanton. The difference between both women was staggering and Kyrhan thought that his sister in law was either inordinately prudish or her faith bordered to bigotry. He had instilled patiently in Kira's mind the rudiments of his religion but he had never wandered on the path of fanaticism, something completely alien to his ideals of non violence, respect to other people's beliefs as long as they didn't try to force him or anyone to adhere to their own way of life
But respect to Swathri's customs apparently came into opposition with what he thought was his brother's personal happiness. The couple seemed quite far from what was the usual image of a happily married family. Neither of them smiled and there had been no sweet gestures between them while Kyrhan and his wife exchanged so many little tokens of their bonding, helping her out of the deep armchair where she had sat, opening doors for her. After all, they were in a family's home and were not restrained from physical contact as if they had been with strangers. He really had to do something for his brother but he needed to know what his brother's intimate wishes were. It was difficult to probe the subject himself directly but he was sure that Kira was shrewd enough for that delicate mission and she had so many good and beautiful arguments to present. . .
When they were back in their bedroom late in the evening, Kyrhan took his wife lovingly in his arms. He decided to jump on the subject and not try to fiddle around.
- Uhh, darling, when I just look at that poor Swathri, I just appreciate even more the gift the Gods offered me when I saw you for the first time chatting with my niece Ranu in the lobby of my hotel.
- But your sister in law has such a lovely body and she is younger than myself.
- Yes, by six years from what my brother told me but just have a look in that mirror : you look ten years younger than her and so much sexier that she is like a dark spot in a sun drenched room when you are together.
- Don't overplay our differences.
- Be sure I don't exaggerate at all. My brother opened wide eyes when he saw you. I know that they have marital problems together. It was one of the reasons why I wanted you to come along. You have been my best counselor and you've helped me out of problems so many times I lost count!
- Do you think I may really be of help?
- Yes, definitely. I would like you to probe my brother's real intentions. Would he be offended if I really try to lure his wife into a more interesting way of life?.
- Are you planning to seduce her?
- If I can help my brother and his wife that way, why not? But I'll need you to seduce my brother as a first step!
- Should I go all the way with him?
- If you imply fucking him while I entertain my sister in law elsewhere, yes definitely! The ultimate achievement would be a hot partner sharing night with the four of us in the same bedroom before the end of our stay here. After that, they could find their way alone : they're grown up people after all!
- You realize that they may wish to come and visit us afterwards and they would like to continue this wife sharing plot?
- Why limit yourself to wife sharing? You're not that shy with Leena and Preeti when they're with us and I don't forget Dan!
Kyrhan looked queryingly to his wife. She seemed to weight the implications of her husband's new demand. Gradually, her face brightened and a smile appeared on her lips :
- So you think that I'm still sexy enough to seduce your brother you told me yourself that he could have been a star in Bollywood.
- That's plain evidence. Most of my colleagues in the government or my friends in the parliament would give their eye teeth to put their hands into your knickers.
- Eye teeth? I didn't know that expression and your friends would be very disappointed if they knew I never wear panties even under the most formal sarees.
- I'm pretty sure they would be surprised but not disappointed at all!
- You are very gracious! OK, I will try to seduce your brother but remember it'll be just to obey my husband's wishes as befits a dutiful wife!
- Don't kid me : you are always delighted teasing any man or woman until they start to awaken!
- I confess you're right, darling!
So the next day, Kyrhan asked Swathri to show him some of the best saree shops in the city to offer a few to his wife who boasted having one of the widest collection in India.. Kira pretended a light indisposition to skip the outing.
As soon as they had left, Kira climbed down to the main rooms on the ground floor. She found Shomeer sitting at a desk in the sitting room. He was reading the newspaper. He lifted his eye brows when he heard Kira entering the room. He opened his mouth to greet her and stopped in his movement. His lower jaw felt suddenly paralyzed. The figure in front of his eyes was simply stupendous. Kira, as she was obviously her who had centered all the attention of her brother in law had, for this occasion, abandoned her usual saree for a gold ghagra. This garment is draped around the waist, more like European gowns as it's very close fitting. It's worn with a matching choli. It was the tiniest Shomeer had ever seen.
Kira could have worn her ghagra quite discreetly as Swathri did usually but oppositely she was wearing it even more lewdly than she wore her sarees. The fabric seemed to be glued to her body, showing off every curve and wobbling deliciously when she walked toward Shomeer. He could see her hips swaying invitingly, her thighs moving under the cloth, her knees pushing alternately the skirt forward. There was an overlap at the lowest part of her ghagra where he could have glimpses of the stilettos she was wearing. A feeling of suffocation made him remember to breathe. The waist and her belly which was beginning to bulge out were totally displayed in the most attractive way. He could see the muscles of her belly bulging and dancing as she was walking toward him. He tried to swallow his saliva and discovered that his mouth was as dry as the Deccan plateau (a desert zone in the center of southern India).
Shomeer had terrible difficulties to lift his eyes from her ghagra to her choli. The garment was even more tight and flimsy than what he had ever seen on some underground magazines. He could delineate precisely her aureolas, her nipples but he couldn't see any traces of a bra. Ganesh! Was it possible she wasn't wearing any? Swathri was usually wearing old fashioned fully covering bras that didn't allow the least swaying or wobbling like a steel armour. Kira's breasts were joyfully dancing in her choli, taunting him at every step. Gods! She was his eldest brother's wife, she should be nearly sacred to him and he was harboring so many lewd thoughts that he was reeling from the impact of what he saw before his eyes. She must be a devil trying to taunt him out of the proper behavior that his wife had imposed on him since their marriage.
Kyrhan's brother had not seen his wife naked. Whenever they made love, it was in the most complete dark. Swathri just bunched up her fully covering nightie to her waist and opened her legs to let him approach her. She didn't allow him to touch, kiss or caress her. Shomeer was there just to copulate with her and never try to find pleasure there. It was funny to find such a psychotic woman in a country where the Kamasutra has been written. Swathri should have been born in another civilization, in Victorian England (although some of Shomeer's historical books hinted that the actual life of an English woman at that time was more adventurous than that) but it happened that Shomeer loved his wife.
Kira greeted her brother in law, pretending that her headaches had disappeared just with an aspirin pill and she felt now quite well. She proposed Shomeer to continue to chat on the edge of the swimming pool. He agreed and let her precede him. It was a big mistake : he had already seen Kira's front figure but her back figure was by far even more luxurious. Her ass cheeks were tightly enveloped by the clinging fabric and every muscle of her thighs and posterior were dancing just in front of him. His cock which had become taut and erect was now hurting him terribly. It needed immediate release and poor Swathri was quite far from being able to give him the release it requested. Sweat was pouring from his forehead and making his hands sticky. He was clearly about to lose control completely. He was seriously considering raping Kira on the tiles at the edge of the swimming pool, or even in water. . .
Kira stopped dead when she arrived to the wooden table near the swimming pool. Shomeer who was following ever closer and closer bumped into her back. She didn't emit even a whisper of protest, a clear sign that their contact had been fully voluntary. Kira felt his hard cock punching into her ass as if it wanted to get through his dhoti and her ghagra. Instead of trying to avoid that almost sexual contact, Kira pushed back shamelessly, letting his shaft trying to drill a hole through her garments. She half turned toward Kyrhan's brother and caressed slowly his cheek with the back of her hand. She closed her eyes and opened slightly her mouth, offering her lips shamelessly. Shomeer's hear was in a frenzy, about to burst. He wasn't able to think clearly. His blood was reaching the boiling temperature. He bent forward and his lips found her wet and torrid mouth. Their hot kiss was so mind blowing that it may have equaled in intensity those of Marc Antony and Cleopatra.
Kira turned completely to face Shomeer. He took her in his arms and hugged her as a baby clinging to his mother although their contact was purely sexual. They resumed their lingering kiss. They parted just for a second to breathe a few molecules of fresh air. Kira helped him out of his dhoti. Shomeer quaked as he clumsily undid Kira's ghagra and choli. It was the first time since his marriage that he held a naked woman in the full day and it was not some common Dalit servant or a prostitute but his sister in law, the wife of his eldest brother, the princess of their family's palace and she was offering herself to him in such a shameless way!
When he peeled away the ghagra, he discovered another detail he had never envisioned : Kira's cunt was deprived of any knickers. It could have been a treat for him but Kira's pussy was also perfectly shaven. There were no traces of the least hair. It reminded him of young girl pussies he had seen when he was just five years old but this one was plumper, completely open, very wet and certainly quite ready for him. He helped Kira on the tiles with just a towel under her. She smiled to him in an encouraging way and, looking straight into his eyes parted her thighs to offer herself completely. He wanted to penetrate her immediately as he was always doing with his wife but she stopped him with just her hand on his shoulder.
- Later, Shomeer! Now I would like you to kiss and fondle my pussy!
Ganesh! Kira was even more experienced than he had expected from her way of teasing him. He was now walking in unknown ground and felt like an adolescent ready to fuck a woman for the first time in his life. He couldn't have dreamed of a better mentor. She was careful to teach him everything he would need to give pleasure to a woman, any woman in fact, even his own wife. Normally, it would have been his task to teach it to his wife but both were virgins when they got married and Swathri's unusually shy upbringing had completely blocked their sexual development. Under Kira's guidance, Shomeer was trying his best to complete his education really fast!
When he touched her cunt lips with his mouth, he could discover the soft touch of her perfectly shaven skin, the inebriating fragrance of her very wet cunt mixed with some delicate floral perfume. Kira encouraged him to lick her cunt that was oozing fluids. The first taste was intoxicating : it was like some nectar a god would have brewed. He began to lick feverishly. Sometimes, his nose came in contact with a tiny bud he had never supposed the existence on the top of her slit. Each time he touched it, Kira moaned more and more urgently. He inquired whether she liked that intimate caress. Kira took several minutes before she understood that he had not known what a clit was! Damn! Was she there to educate a teenager or a man of forty years with a wife and a few children! She wondered what Shomeer and his wife were doing when they were alone in their bed. Clearly they had never even opened the Kama Sutra! Initiating a grown up man would be an unusual task for her. She was pretty sure that Kyrhan would enjoy educating Swathri. She would be like a virgin in his hands. Maybe she could give him a helping hand in that job!
Kira explained her brother in law how to suck and fondle her clit and finger fuck her. He was a very eager pupil. When she cummed quite hard at last, she felt it was the proper time to introduce him to another delightful sexual rite : a fellatio! With the inexperience of Shomeer, she was quite sure that Swathri had never even imagined blowing him up. It was her brother in law's turn to moan and groan as his cock was sucked, caressed and swallowed to the hilt. Shomeer was just a little less well endowed than her brother but it may be the result of insufficient stimulation. It may grow somewhat with regular use for their mutual delight. He took her head in his hands when he coated her throat with ropes and ropes of his delicious jizzm. Phewww! His cum was more abundant than Kyrhan's! He may have been deprived of sexual contacts for weeks if not months to cum so much. The taste of his sperm was simply marvelous : slightly nutty and lightly salted, a trade mark of the Singh family it seemed! She decided she would do her best to drain him completely.
Kira should have taken the precaution of using a condom but obviously her brother in law's experience was limited to his wife and she was in the same situation. No dangerous behavior to be expected from them, for the time being! As she was pregnant with Kyrhan's babies, twins as usual thanks to her husband's MD, there was no risks of unwanted pregnancy. Kyrhan had preempted all her fertile periods since their wedding but she'd like to offer another pair of twins to her husband Dan and why not to Shomeer some day if Kyrhan allowed it.
Kira sucked again his cock to make him hard again and get him hard enough again to really fuck her. She wanted, she needed him now deep in her belly. She decided to postpone for the next day his initiation to sodomy. It would be a treat for her and a mind blowing experience for him. If Shomeer's education was to be really complete, he should be able and eager to spew his loads of cum in the three holes of a woman, on her breasts, her back and he should experience the bewitching feeling of dominating his partner. For some obscure reason she had taken in one of her wallets the harness Kyrhan had used in a memorable occasion when he had taken her on a leash and under a covering hood to the Dalits' bungalows to be fucked all night incognito by them. It could be fun to lead Swathri to her servant's quarters in the same way to service them, an epitome of the new education that was brewing for her sister in law!
Kira stretched herself back on the towel at the feet of Shomeer. She arched on her back with her legs wide open and she opened her cunt lips with her hands.
- Now, I want you to enter my cunt but not like some inexperienced teenager. You're a man! Take me as a master does! Own me, own your sister in law!
The previous bouts had given some assurance to Shomeer who got on his knees just at the apex of her thighs. At least he knew what to do in this basic missionary position he so often used with his wife. The only differences were that it was the sexy Kira he was about to fuck and she was responding to him by lifting her hips to meet him while Swathri always received him like a chiffon fuck doll humped by some faun. She could have been dead or sleeping she wouldn't have responded better!
When he pushed his cock into her cunt, he felt as if he was entering a volcano. Her cunt seemed to be filled with lava, a delicious lava in which he loved frolicking with her. When his cock came in contact with her cervix and began to hammer against it, both of them screamed in unison. She couldn't have dreamed a more complete seduction of her brother in law. Much later when they had regained their breath and were holding one another quite closely, she made him discuss his life with his wife.
- Shomeer, excuse me to be blunt : are you happy? You don't seem so!
- Oh, Kira, you're hitting a sore point. My wife has always quashed all my attempts to build a happy sexual life for us! I expected to live a life of unending pleasures with her being so pretty on the day of our wedding!
- And instead?
- Imagine, I've never seen her nude in daylight, even when we're alone in the swimming pool. When we watch some US film and see women on Malibu beach in tiny bikinis or elsewhere topless, she immediately switches channels, deeming these images as obscene, especially for Indian eyes.
- But is it her upbringing or her personal choices.
- I'd say it's her upbringing. Her parents are a family of extremist hinduists. They took an important part in the destruction of the Ayodhya mosque in December 1992.
- But you knew it when you married her. I've just seen her a few times and I'd immediately fallen in love with her. I wanted her and I didn't even consider her family ideas! That was my big mistake.
- Kyrhan wanted to know whether you'd accept he tries to help you. He delegated me to question you about it.
- Ohh! If my brother could help me, I would kiss the ground where he had put his feet.
- No need to be so deeply reverent, I think, but he may need to seduce her, that is to fuck her as I've fucked you!
- Don't tell me Kyrhan has sent you to seduce me!
- I don't make a move in India without informing him and in such delicate situations, especially so. We decided that the best moment for this question was after I'd have fucked you.
- But my brother, a prince, a Maharajah, has agreed that his wife dallied with his brother, just to soothe my possible objections to his mingling in my marital affairs.
- Yes : you might have been adamantly opposed to his mingling in your affairs as you say and especially if he had to cuckold you, his brother. Now you've cuckolded him, you may be less touchy about it, don't you think so?
- It's rather against Indian traditions!
- If you knew how many traditions Kyrhan has circumvented, always for good and practical reasons. He could have been some philosopher in India like Voltaire in France but he always preferred action!
- In that case, tell him I thank him for the magnificent gift he offered me when he told you to seduce me. Tell him also that he can do whatever he likes to try to tame my wife. Whatever means he may choose will meet my full approval!
- I think he didn't expect a more complete approval. I'm pretty sure that he will give you back a completely changed wife. He'll need just a few days we may use to explore together the pages of the Kama Sutra so that you'll be ready to satisfy your newly awakened wife.
- It'll be a pleasure. Let's take a bath in the swimming pool before retiring to a suite. Kyrhan and Swathri will be back in two hours at the minimum!
- You seem optimistic about the results of his action!
- I'm not optimistic, I know him and I'm sure that he'll succeed. Your fate is in the best hands in the world.
Kira dove naked into the swimming pool and made a demonstration of all the swimming types she knew, crawl, butterfly, back-stroke, breast stroke and other ones. She seemed to be always proficient. She would never have been ridiculous in competition. Shomeer's respect for his sister in law increased considerably then. When she had finished drying herself with a towel, .she phoned Kyrhan to inform him on the success of her mission.
- Now, it's up to you, darling! You're totally free to seduce your sister in law. Meanwhile, I'll teach some new skills to your young brother!. I'm intending to see both of you sharing our dear Swathri while she learns to pleasure me as I've done years ago with our dear friend Leena, do you remember it?
She cut the communication and addressed Shomeer.
- Would you consider carrying me in your arms to the bedroom? I'll show you how a woman can kiss a man to make him really hard. If you can reach the bedroom before you fuck me, I'll do whatever you want. If we don't reach the bedroom before you decide to fuck me, you'll do what ever I like! OK?
- Agreed!
Kira won that tournament and her brother in law was soon faced with the delicious punishment of making Kira cum just by licking and nibbling her nipples and her breasts. From the noises that echoed throughout the house, he finally understood quite fast how to proceed! Kira looked rather exhausted when Kyrhan came back. Swathri told her to get back to bed. She would prepare some fortifying potion to restore her strength and Kira really needed it at that moment!
While she scurried to prepare the potion, the three conspirators discussed quietly about the best way to advance their objectives.Kira had just drunk the fortifying potion her sister in law had prepared for her. Shomeer had volunteered to remain with her to watch out for any needs from her. Kyrhan and Swathri went downstairs in the lobby.
- Thank you for taking so much care with my wife, Swathri. I think she is tired from the travel.
- No problem, Prince. It's always a pleasure to help your very pretty princess. Just. . .
- Just?
- Does she always wear such revealing outfit? I would have thought it's not proper for the wife of a Maharajah!
- Sorry but I don't agree at all with you! The prime task for a wife is to bring her husband the solace he needs, to help him at any time!
- Granted as long as her behavior is still proper. Wearing her saree in such a. . . wanton way is so shameful for you.
- I can assure you that she always wear her sarees that way and even the Prime Minister really enjoys chatting with her at receptions! She is invited to all the formal meetings, even if I'm far away on some mission. I would even think that I've kept my mandate since our wedding, thanks to her. When we formally receive prime ministers, chiefs of states and such male persons, she is often placed by protocol near the center of the group, to the left of the prime minister. The visitor's gaze is alxays centered on her!
- I was sure of it with so many corrupt ministers in the government. The BJP at least. . .
- Sorry again not to agree with you : we haven't have had big corruption affairs since I'm in this government and Kira personally recently took a center part in exposing a smaller scam (read the story Under cover agent).
- So the attitude of your wife doesn't upset you?
- Never! Everything she does is with my complete ascent! Isn't it the same with you and my brother?
- Oh no, I had to take him on a tight leash otherwise he could have walked in the same direction as your errant wife!
- In that case, you should sit in this armchair and explain me your views, I'll prepare a drink of my secret composition. You'll tell me what you think of it!
- Don't put too much alcohol in it. I don't want to be tipsy!
Kyrhan served her a small glass of Orange juice with Vodka and some sugar to mask the alcohol taste. Orange Vodka mixture is terrible as it can be drunk like simple orange juice and you don't notice when you're drunk until you try to stand up. When Kyrhan proposed her a second glass, more highly dosed in Vodka, she sipped it as easily as the first one. After the third glass, Swathri was quietly snoring on her armchair. Kyrhan could have easily fucked her but it would have been a shameful rape. He wanted his sister in law to offer herself to him while being completely lucid.
From their previous discussion, Kyrhan had gathered that she never touched what she called her private parts, her cunt, ass and breasts. She didn't even rub or wiped them when she showered. It had given him an idea : he pushed up the hem of her saree and her petticoat, pulled down her knickers a little bit, just enough to insert in her cunt a tiny vibrating egg with a remote he kept in his bag. He hastily rearranged Swathri's clothes and let her sleep. Her light drunkenness was soon forgotten. It had been due to her rarely drinking alcohols. She may feel somewhat stuffed in her cunt but her shyness would prevent her to probe her cunt.
When Kyrhan saw that his sister in law was awake, he switched on the vibrator on the lowest setting. The vibration was almost too low to be really felt but Swathri's unseasoned cunt was more sensitive than most. She moaned in anguish, feeling her innards rocked by some unusual feeling. Ganesh, she might be ill! She writhed on her armchair while continuing to discuss with Kyrhan. Gradually Kyrhan increased the intensity to the second setting. The first waves of mild pleasure reached Swathri's mind. God! This unusual feeling was getting stronger by minutes. It wasn't unpleasant. In fact, she felt warmth in her whole lower belly which had become heavy as if she was pregnant. Her nipples were also itching. Her mind was reeling with confusion. She had to inquire with Kyrhan!
- Kyrhan, Is there something wrong with me? I feel some unusual reactions in my body!
- I don't see anything unusual! I will touch your forehead to see if you have fever.
He took the opportunity to push the remote to the third setting (There were five). Swathri began to pant breathlessly.
- No your forehead is quite cool but your cheeks are rosy. You should go and take some rest.
- Don't you think that I should go to the hospital?
- Not at all. You don't seem ill at all!
- But what about these unusual sensations?
- If you'd be my wife Kira, I would say that you want to be fucked!
- Oh Kyrhan, don't be so gross with me!
- Let me help you to your bed. I'll call for your husband as soon as you're safely in bed.
Kyrhan took her in his powerful arms and lifted her as if her weight was negligible. he had kept the remote in his hand. When he opened the door of her bedroom he switched the vibrator to maximum power. When he laid her down on her bed, she was already in the throes of a powerful climax. It must have been a terrible experience for someone who had never enjoyed this kind of pleasure. Swathri began to blubber incoherently :
- Kyrhan, please, don't leave me alone. I want. . . I need you at my side. . . Kkiss me, Fuck meee. . . but remain with meee. I beg you!
The vibrator could be heard buzzing in her cunt but she didn't even try to probe her pussy with a finger. She had a shattering climax while still held in Kyrhan's arms. When she felt the onset of that climax she felt like screaming as loud as she could. There was only one solution for her : she gagged herself by pressing her lips against Kyrhan's. He was waiting for that move and his tongue instantly darted forward to explore her mouth. She wanted to push back Kyrhan but another wave of pleasure pushed her back into his arms. She was completely dizzy with the sensations and they made her totally deprived of any will. Kyrhan pushed his advantage.
- Swathri you're hiding yourself quite well. I wouldn't have thought you so hot! If you want us to continue, it would be time to take off your clothes, don't you think so?
- My, My! But I've never slept nude even with my husband!
- Rubbish! When Kira is in my bed, I wouldn't tolerate her to wear any clothes. We"re there to satisfy one another and any garment is getting on our way.
- As you want! Ohh, I've that strange grip in my belly again. It's so strange : strong but not painful. It makes my head swirl. Ohh! Again! It's too much. . .
Swathri had half fainted. It was the optimum movement to pull out the vibrating egg, drawing it with the string attached that was hanging from her cunt. In the same movement, Kyrhan replaced the egg with his huge cock. Swathri's cunt was so much filled with love juices that his cock entered her pussy to the hilt before she had emerged from her faint. She woke up when he began to pound her cervix with hard strokes. This energetic treatment gave immediate results as she began another climb toward a screaming climax. Just this time, it wasn't the vibrator which was the driving force but the huge cock of her brother in law. For her the difference was not so important at the beginning but it was different when she felt wads after wads of sticky cum covering her vaginal walls and her cervix.
Swathri immediately fell into a deep sleep with dreams filled by horny stallions fucking equally horny girls. Just all the girls had her face and stallions had alternatingly the face of Kyrhan and of Shomeer. Kyrhan was on his back, his still hard cock deeply embedded in her cunt. He didn't try to disengage. To the contrary, he penetrated her as far as he could. When she woke up, he was still deep inside her. Without delay, he made her dance on the tip of his cock again for their mutual enjoyment.
- Oh Ganesh, what've we done, Kyrhan! It's so wrong!
- What are you speaking off? What is wrong?
- We've betrayed our marital vows. Our families will disown us!
- Rubbish! You just won't tell them our latest exploits!
- But they'll know! they'll see the changes : we're guilty!
- There's a point where you may be right. If we're to become lovers, I would want you in the same type of outfit you've seen worn by Kira.
- Oh no! It's so slutty!
- You'll just have to wear it in a sluttier way! I don't want to see you any more in these fully covering cholis. I want to see your navel beautifully displayed and as much belly skin as possible. You won't hide your beauty behind your saree any more, my sister in law!
- But what will I tell to Shomeer.
- Just the plain truth : you've felt a sudden terrible sexual need for me you weren't able to refrain.
- Ganesh! Shall I leave my husband to go with you?
- Why? Don't you love poor old Shomeer any more?
- Oh no! I still love him but he'll divorce me as soon as he'll know.
- I doubt he will. I know that he'd like you to behave as sexily as Kira and not like someone like my grand mother in her old age! You just have to remember wearing outfits for his benefit not to suit your parents' wishes.
- But they will no more come to visit me!
- If they are that stupid, it'll be their loss, not yours! Being happy with your husband is the ultimate reward, don't you think so!
- You may be right but there will be so many obstacles.
- I'll try to get rid of most of them. We'll begin tomorrow morning.
- But my husband? I must go to sleep with him!
- I think he has other concerns : listen!
They could hear in the distance a long ululating scream emitted by a woman's voice. It was coming certainly from Kira's throat and had a triumphantly sexual undertone! She was really enjoying what ever was being done to her!!!
- It seems that your fortifying potion is a real success!
- You really don't seem pissed!
- Why should I be? I'm glad she is enjoying being with my brother. I'm planning to really enjoy fucking you!
Kyrhan leaned over Swathri and began to explore her with his large hands and soft tongue. God, she loved when he manhandled her around. She felt like a doll in his hands and it was a very enjoyable feeling. He grabbed her hands and locked them on the top of her head and began to suck at her tits, running his tongue over the soft, sensitive nipples. He licked the undersides of her tits.
He really knew how to fondle a breast with his hot, wet mouth. He covered with his hands, lips and tongue her proud breasts, her swollen nipples, her luscious hair, her flat muscled belly, and her hard, round ass cheeks. He had to admit that she was just a little less pretty than Kira. If, only, she could abandon that perpetual haughty smirk, he could pair her with his wife and the team would center everybody's attention on a beach, a dancing floor or when he would exhibit them to his friends.
Kyrhan moved down her soft, tight belly and kissed her tender and soft cunt. Unlike his wife, this one had kept a very thick fur. That was something, he couldn't let her keep. Fortunately he had everything that was needed to shave her. As soon as possible, he would take her to the beauty parlor to have her properly depilated, cunt, ass and armpits. His brother would thank him when he would discover the soft skin of her definitively bare cunt! For the time being, he carefully parted her intimate bush, inhaling the exciting fragrance of her excited and very wet sex.
He nibbled her breasts with his teeth until she moaned in pain, but she made not the tiniest move to escape his invading tongue. Then his tongue run along her perineum until it reached her asshole. He fingered it open and ran his tongue up inside her, loving the incredible tightness of her anus. From what he had discovered so far, that hole had never been claimed. It was a public shame that asked for an immediate treatment. Swathri wouldn't be allowed to sleep one more night with still her intimate fur on and her ass cherry. Next morning, he would continue his lessons but this time with a fully grown up woman, not an immature girl.
He stood up suddenly and went into the bathroom. He came back with his shaving tools, soap and razor. Swathri opened her eyes and pushed her breasts up when she lent on her elbows to discover what he was doing. He was already lathering profusely her cunt. She immediately understood his intents but she limited herself to oral objections.
- Kyrhan, Ganesh, you. . . you want to shave me down there! Oh my god! My mother has always told me that only prostitutes shaved their cunt!
- Your mother may be right. I'm shaving you and before I go back home, I will take you to the beauty parlor and have your cunt, ass hole and armpits definitively shaven. Any objections?
- As nobody except you and my husband will ever see my cunt naked, you may do as you want.
- Sorry to disappoint you once more but you can consider yourself from now on as one of the members of my personal harem. You'll regularly come to visit me and Kira. I'll often fuck you but I may offer you to one of my friends for the night or have you fucked in public by one, two or three men or more as a show to entertain my guests.
- But my husband?
- Don't be so upset : another of my girlfriends will entertain him while you're occupied and you'll be so quite often!
- But I'm married. I can't belong to your harem!
- Nearly all of them are married and their husbands are quite happy with it!
- Ganesh! You. . . you're a dirty pervert!
Swathri didn't see too much scandalized by what she called Kyrhan's perversion as, when he asked her to do it, she obediently parted her thighs to give him more leeway. In a quarter of an hour, Kyrhan had given his sister in law a perfectly smooth cunt skin. He forced her to caress her cunt to discover the hairless surface, as smooth as it had been when she was just ten! He spent a long time exploring with his mouth the beautiful young woman's cunt, his hands caressing slowly her breasts, his fingers pulling gently on her thrusting nipples. He could feel every muscle of her belly tense under his tongue. She was trembling under his mouth. Swathri discovered she was relishing his caresses, his kisses and that she was impatient to feel again his huge cock entering her cunt. She surprised herself when she took his cock in one hand and began to frig him as fervently as she could while his other hand was caressing his balls. She was eager to feel his cock stretching wide her cunt walls. Ganesh, she had become such a slut. Her mother would never again acknowledge she was her daughter!
Kyrhan felt the same desire but it wasn't enough to make him change his planning. His next objective was the defloration of her anal passage. It may be difficult as opening a woman's back passage at forty often hurts even if it's accomplished as smoothly as it should be. He made her on her four. He slowly inserted a soapy finger into her arse. He knelt behind her and started finger fucking her ass hole. When her arse began to relax and his movements became easier, he doubled the fingers inside her. Kyrhan knew she was close to her orgasm, so he took her clit between his teeth and lightly nibbled at it. He circled her clit with his tongue then plunging it into her cunt. She screamed when her climax flooded her.
Swathri was wailing like a cat in heat, as Kyrhan plunged it up her arse in one movement. He had stretched it as far as it would go but the last inch in diameter could be won only by sheer force or dilatation with an inflatable dido he had not with him. He humped forward several times penetrating by a couple inches each time. She was screaming at the sudden intrusion of her anal canal, but she was so much aroused that she never tried to evade the searing pain and even tried to hump back. With such good will, the outcome was pretty sure : he plunged to the hilt in her arse and at the same moment, she was wracked by another spectacular orgasm. Her scream must have drawn the attention of Kira and her partner as groans, moans and screams coming from the other bed room ceased for a moment. After a few minutes, they resumed. Kyrhan smiled to Swathri and began the eternal see saw motion as he fucked her anal ring.
Swathri finally pleaded him to stop : her ass hole was on fire. She couldn't stand it any more. Kyrhan laughed benevolently :
- Rubbish, my dear sister in law. The most difficult is behind us. Your complaints come from belated regrets, not actual pain; I think. Besides, how exactly do you intend to stop me?
- It's just that I don't want to become your fuck toy and after you have left me anybody's toy. I've been warned against it by my parents!
- For once, try to think by yourself! Don't tell me you didn't enjoy what we've done together!
- You're right but. . .
- You should enjoy also the rest of our night and the coming days as well.
Kyrhan resumed his pistoning of her overstretched ass hole. While they were chatting, Swathri's ass had gradually loosened to accommodate its inordinately huge visitor. Kyrhan was now able to move his shaft in the newly welcoming sheath he had drilled open. He knew that he had done the most important job there and the next men who would probe her back passage would really enjoy their journey into her bowels. Her stretched out hole would remain dilated just enough to accommodate quite delightfully any cock and sufficiently tight to provide the most pleasant friction. And Swathri would soon discover it was also very enjoyable for herself.
Kyrhan had now reached the point of no return and he increased even more his tempo. Swathri was panting madlessly and emitted piercing screams whenever he pushed himself into her to the hilt. She had passed the limit of pain and was relishing every second of what she should have thought a terrible ordeal and finally was a long dive into forbidden but very pleasant territories.
Kyrhan reached for her clit bud and began to rub it in rhythm with his assaults. She responded by continuous screams of delight. They cummed together at the very same instant. They were now exhausted and fell into sleep with Kyrhan still deeply embedded in her ass. Two hours later, he had finally shranck out of her ass hole as she turned on the bed. Kyrhan was instantly awake. He had taken from Kira's wallet a big ass plug he used from time to time to make his wife keep inside the wads of cum he had filled her with. He slowly inserted it into her ass hole. Swathri moaned in her sleep but didn't wake up. She was really getting accustomed to be fucked hard even in her sleep.
Kyrhan resumed his quiet sleep, sure that Swathri would be nearly completely tamed on the next morning. At 7 AM, Swathri woke up. She was curled in Kyrhan's arms and she relished the warmth that surrounded her when she realized that it was not her husband who was holding her and even more amazing for her, she never had slept in the arms of any man. Her moves had attracted her brother in law's attention and he kissed her lips tenderly. For some reason, she opened her mouth to a very exciting French kiss. She just wondered the strange feelings emanating from her ass. It felt stuffed up but she could see her partner's cock and hands.
When Kyrhan began to kiss up her body, she realized she was naked in his arms and the window shutters hadn't been closed, two other first times for her. He slowly approached his cock to her sopping wet hole. He pressed the huge head of his cock against her hot pussy for an instant without pushing in. They could feel the fire in each other's body, and they both began to moan in bliss as he finally pushed his cock inside her belly. Her wet lips popped open to give him total access. The sensation, Kyrhan thought, was like entering a warm, liquid silk sheath, and he had to be very careful not to spew his jizzm. He slowly fucked his thick cock into Swathri's tight, hot and very wet cunt.Kyrhan covered her mouth with his lips, and moved his tongue in and out of it at the same rhythm as his cock. She kissed him back in her need and wrapped her arms around his thick neck. She hunched her belly in need as he humped back to deepen his penetration. They cummed together once more.
After their last fuck, Kyrhan and Swathri had dozed off. He woke up at last around 08:30 AM and shook his sister in law awake.
- Hush, lazy bones, it's time to wake up! We'll take our breakfast with your husband and Kira.
- Oh, no! I can't meet my husband and your wife after what we've done this night. It would be so shameful.
- Why are you emitting such nonsense? What do you think they were doing when I gave you a sound fucking? Now is the time to reconcile you with my brother by showing him you are now more liberated!
- OK, Master. I'll try to pass that test! What do you want me to put on, a saree, a kameez or what else?
- If you want to look liberated in front of your husband, his lover and your lover, I would say you should remain stark naked!
- In public? Oh, it's so shameful. It's impossible!
- But I want it! Shall we play it soft by you surrendering to my wishes or do you prefer to be forced?
- You won't try it in presence of my husband!
- That is what we'll see immediately.
The tiny figure of the little Swathri was no match for the powerful frame of Kyrhan. In a matter of seconds, she was pinned on her belly on the bed and the Prince had taken from under the bed a pair of manacles he closed on her wrists above her head. Swathri was protesting and shrieking but he seemed to take no notice of it. He rummaged again under the bed and produced a dog collar he placed around her neck and a leash he attached to a ring on the collar.
Kyrhan had half expected that he would have to give his sister in law a good thrashing before coercing her into submission but as soon as she had been manacled and collared, she had stopped fighting. She had even presented herself her neck for Kyrhan to attach the leash. She had remained on her four without moving any more. She was looking straight forward and Kyrhan saw a faint smile on her mouth. Keeping the leash in his hand, he turned to Swathri's bottom. She had parted her thighs and she was arching her back to him. Kyrhan pushed a finger into her cunt. It was positively dripping with love juices that were already oozing from her hole and forming droplets on her thighs. She jiggled her hips and moaned avidly when he moved his finger back and fro. She was really enjoying his ministrations!
- So you loved it hard, dear! You should have hinted to it yesterday evening. I would have had you collared, harnessed and exhibited in chains in front of your husband and the servants.
When Kyrhan mentioned the servants, who had presented them the dishes, Swathri had bucked. Was it the kind of hints she may give? Sunita, his US girlfriend, had explained him that many white wives had fantasies of being used and abused by black masters, the ultimate debasement being to be knocked up in a black gangbang unbeknownst from their husband. The poor sod would discover in public he had been cuckolded in the maternity ward. Maybe, Swathri had the same fantasies with Dalits servants, like Leena? But Leena was English and therefore not deeply involved in the Indian caste system while Swathri was coming from a wealthy Brahmin family. For her, being fucked by Dalits would be far more debasing. . .
Kyrhan arrived on the sundeck just outside the main reception room, leading Swathri still on her four, wiggling her hips as she crawled to follow him. Her manacled hands hampered her motions but he had decided she would keep them for the time being. Her husband opened wide eyes when he saw his wife in such a submissive pose. He had been chatting with Kira who was seated in front of him. She was as naked as Swathri and her breasts were jutting proudly toward him. When she turned to discover the young woman in her tack, she jumped up and excused herself to Swathri's husband. She hurried toward Kyrhan's bedroom, just giving him a Namaste with a quite bewildered look. She had clearly not expected him to make such progresses with Swathri.
Five minutes later, Kira went back. She had her wrists manacled on her belly, a collar around the neck and a leash similar to the one used to secure Swathri attached to it. She fell on her knees when she arrived on the sundeck and proceeded to Kyrhan's brother side. She offered him the handle of her leash. Following Kyrhan's example, he tied the leash to a table leg and resumed his chat with his brother. Kyrhan was detailing everything he had done that night with Swathri. She was blushing beet root.
- My dear brother, now you may use her three holes as you may wish. I've opened them all for you. I would advise you to take her ass at least three times a week, just for her to get used to it. When she'll associate your cock in her bowels with pleasure, she may become soon addicted to it and she would do anything to be ass fucked afterward.
- Ganesh, brother, when I compare the haughty harpy I knew with the submissive wench you have on leash, I cannot say anything : I just admire you!
- Thank you, but now, would you like to fuck your wife, here, on this sundeck under my eyes? I want to see you owning her with no mercy!
- I see : it would teach her her place in the world!
- No, it will be for later. Now, just fuck her, not as your belligerent wife but as her master, the master of the slave she is at heart! Swathri, I want you to beg your husband to fuck you, to own you. Tell him you're his slave, ready to obey to any of his whims.
- Master, I'm your slave Swathri. I'm your pleasure slave. Please use your servant's holes as often and as completely as you want. She'll never be happier than when you use her!
Shomeer jumped on his wife, not bothering to untie her leash from the table legs. He pushed his huge weapon into her cunt. She was still very wet and he used that anointment to cover his cock with her juices. He disengaged and just lowered a little his cock to push it into her arse. When her husband entered her back passage, Swathri screamed as if she was deflowered. Never before, he had entered her so proudly. He had always been too shy when he should have mastered her. When she had married, she expected to be overpowered by a domineering husband as her father dominated her mother and she had found a very loving and gentle husband who would never have thought of being brutal with her.
- Fuck me, darling, use me, own me as hard and as often as you want. I promise I'll obey your every orders, I'll wear what ever clothes you tell me, I'll. . . Ohhhh, do me! Do me harder, Master!
After he had cummed into her bowels, Shomeer presented his cock to his wife's mouth, another test of her obedience. She opened it immediately and let him in down her throat. Kyrhan was really a good teacher. Swathri seemed to have nothing to learn now. She curled her tongue around his cock, rubbing every place on his shaft to clean it of any stains. When he was satisfied by her results, Shomeer pulled out of Swathri's very eager mouth to her dismay.
- Swathri, I'm very pleased with your new behavior. I've a last test for you. I want you to pass it with flying colors. I advise you it will feel terribly degrading for you but if you succeed, all our quarrels will be forgotten. In that case, I will want you to stop to take contraceptive pills immediately. I intend to make you a mother again as soon as possible!
- I'll do my best, Master!
- I expected nothing less, wench! Jump on the marble slab, and remain on your four, just bend down from the waist and put your cheek on the marble with your ass in the air!
Swathri complied hastily. The leash was hanging from the table and she seemed not to mind not being properly hobbled. Her husband called out.
- Jayanal! Come here! And you, Swathri, not a word, not a move, otherwise you may prepare your wallets!
Jayanal was the gardener used by Shomeer. He was a huge Dalit with calloused hands and rough manners but very dedicated to Shomeer's house. He was working in the garden and arrived immediately. He was surprised to discover two naked women wearing collars and leashes on the sun deck, and even more so when he saw that one of them was his terrible mistress, Lady Swathri!
- Jayanal, my dear wife has just promised she'd be less aggressive in the future. To test her willingness to fulfill my orders, I would like you to fuck her on the marble slab in front of us, if it's not too demanding from you!
- My, but it's your wife and she is a brahmine!
- It's precisely the reason why I want you, a low Dalit working so hard for me, to fuck her. I intend it as a treat for you and a test for her. You may use either hole you may fancy. She's totally at your disposal, but just today or under my specific orders! Otherwise, I want you to respect and obey her at any time!
- Aye aye, my Lord.
Jayanal finally decided to fuck his mistress as he often would some prostitute. He was surprised discovering she was very wet for him. He then gave total liberty to his lecherous appetites and provided his three spectators a really good show! Watching Swathri being so ruefully shafted was making Kyrhan and his brother very horny. They unleashed Kira and told her she would be sandwiched between them. Kira was scared : her husband was really big and she had seen that his brother was of matching size. She feared she wouldn't be able to accommodate two huge cocks of such inordinate dimensions!
Kyrhan told his brother to lie on his back and let Kira straddle him. She impaled herself with no difficulty at least for the two first inches. She felt like an insect pinned on a display box. He was not fully satisfied by his gains, so he pressed the head of his cock to her anus and thrusted forward. Kira screamed and thrusted herself on his cock, He was now in by six inches, about half his full length. He was now pounding her ass with a great speed, gaining inch after inch. He feared he was hurting her, but she seemed to had a pleasant time judging by her moans and screams. Kyrhan noticed that she was frigging furiously her clit while he pumped her anus. Her screams took to higher pitch, indicating she was about to cum, for the first time with two brotherly huge cocks deep in her holes. She cummed in a frenzy.
- Congratulations, baby, I think you had loved being double teamed by your husband and his brother.
- Yes, darling! What about inviting them in your palace in six weeks, when I come back from France? Six weeks later, Shomeer and his wife Swathri arrived at New Delhi airport. They had been invited by Kyrhan on a suggestion from Kira. She was there to welcome them, just arrived from France three days before. She was now nearly five months pregnant from twins, as usual, and thus she looked as if she was about to give birth.
- Oh Kira! You shouldn't have bothered coming to fetch us. You should rest as much as possible in your state!
- Rubbish as Kyrhan says now frequently : I'm due in four months! With my twins, I'll be really big then! I'm accustomed to it, now, remember! How was the flight?
- Perfect, just my problems of morning sickness.
- Ah yes, congratulations. I never had thought that I would be again an aunt!
- Why not? I'm still of age to bear babies. Shomeer told me to stop taking contraceptive pills just after your departure. Since your visit, he has become quite horny : we fuck on every occasion we have : morning, noon, afternoon, evening, night and often two times in a row. My mother has nearly stopped visiting us as we are always holding hands or retiring for a quickie. She can't understand why we are like newlyweds again. She finds it disgusting, pervert and decadent. After she got thirty, she moved to a separate bedroom and she never wanted to have intercourse with my father any more!
- Umphh! No wonder you were so touchy! I pity your poor father.
- Yes, There's no way I could repay you for what you've done for me, for us!
- Knowing that my brother in law and his wife are happy together is a sufficient reward for me!
- I know, but it's not sufficient in our view. We want to do more. For the coming week, we have decided to strictly follow the indications from you and Kyrhan. Order and we'll obey!
- Good! For the time being just know that we have a few friends at home : Dan has returned from France with me and my American friends Sunita and her husband John are paying us a visit. Ah, John is younger than his wife, don't make a mistake!
- Is she another member of the famed Kyrhan's harem?
- For sure. Sunita is the Indian name Kyrhan has given her. Her official name is Sabrina. She has posted an official demand to have her name changed but it takes a long time.
- Shall I have my name changed too?
- No, yours sounds quite Indian for sure! As a new member of the harem, you'll have a room with your name on the door. You may have it repainted to your taste. Shomeer will sleep there if he isn't invited by one of the girls. If Kyrhan is occupied with one of the girls and wants to be alone with her, which is not very frequent, I may end up occasionally there.
They left the airport in Kira's car. The travel time was roughly two hours given the heavy traffic with so many drivers' weird ideas on traffic in India. Swathri and her husband had sat on the back bench. Kira after some time heard unusual noises coming from the back of the car. She turned and discovered that Shomeer had his hand pushed very far under his wife's saree and the other one was toying with her tits under her choli. Swathri's knickers were lying on the carpet. Her head was bent backward and she was moaning and panting.
- Shomeer! Swathri! If you had asked me, we could have looked for a less public place! Any truck driver could see you!
Her reprieving tone was hiding some excitation : Her sister in law seemed to have changed completely from a frigid uptight bigot to an hot and lusty chick in less than two months. She felt very proud of having been the spark that had reignited the fire between them. But watching them in the rear view mirror had ignited a fire in Kira's loins too. She had to find a release. She stopped under a mango tree.
- Shomeer! Would you be kind enough to drive the car? You have your driving licence and not Swathri!
- She has decided to learn but it's OK for me!
So Kira finally was on the back seat with her sister in law who had been about to cum and had been interrupted just before. Kira placed her left hand on Swathri's knee, above her saree. Her sister in law didn't try to push her away nor escape her hand. Kira slowly snaked her hand under the filmy saree with still no reaction. She got emboldened and her hand found its way under Swathri's petticoat until it reached her smooth shaven cunt.
- Good! You've kept your pussy devoid of any hair. Kyrhan will be pleased.
- Now it has been laser depilated. It was somewhat painful, like a sun burn but it'll never grow back!
Kira began to caress Swathri's undefended cunt. She was basically straight but when a woman and a beautiful one on that occasion allowed her to frig her pretty cunt, she was ready to infringe on Kyrhan's territory. That didn't make her strictly speaking a bi as she would never try to seduce another girl on her own in the palace hotel, for example.
- Shomeer, try to watch the road ahead and don't focus on what we're doing. When I've finished, I'll try to give you some release too!
- Go on, Kira, I'm ready to wait some time!
Kira closed the curtains, isolating the back seat from outside view but letting Shomeer follow what occurred in the back of the car. She covered Swathri's lips with her own. She pinched her sister in law's right nipple, eliciting a scream of pain. The bra was hampering her moves, so she calmly unhooked it and pushed it back, offering Swathri's breasts to her avid mouth. She plunged immediately when they were in range. Her sister in law took her breasts in her hands and made them pointing forward, offering them to Kira's mouth.
- Bunch your saree and petticoat up to your waist. Do not sit on your saree. I want your ass directly on the bench and push it forward so that your cunt is just at the edge of the seat. I want to eat you.
Swathri complied hastily and parted her knees as wide as she could to open herself to Kira. The princess unhooked her security belt and slid down to the floor on her knees. Her mouth covered Swathri's twat and her tongue formed into a cone that penetrated her pussy. Her sister in law moaned in delight. From time to time, Kira pulled out of her pussy to deliciously lick her clit. Swathri then groaned and screamed to encourage her. She then lifted her ass from the bench. After a prolonged lick that sent her almost standing for a couple of minutes, she had the surprise of feeling something probing around her ass hole. She bent down and discovered Kira's left fist with the thumb pointing up already fully inserted into her arse. Having simultaneously her cunt, clit and ass stimulated, deliciously rubbed and deeply penetrated by a hard unyielding shaft was just too much for her. She cummed exquisitely in Kira's arms and fainted.
Kira sat back at her place and told Shomeer.
- Your wife tastes delicious and the love juices flow out of her cunt like rivulets. She is very, very hot, now. Congratulations! Now try to find some place quiet. You must be very hard and excited. I'll take care of you unless you would have rather your wife relieve you or both of us? Who are you choosing?
- Presented that way, any man would reply that he prefers to be serviced by two of the prettiest women he knows.
- Flatterer! Your wishes will be fulfilled. Look to the left! That no through road up the hill to a communication tower seems deserted! It may be just what we were looking for!
Shomeer stopped the car and opened the rear door. He grabbed Kira and positioned her on her belly on the back bench with her back toward him. He freed rapidly his cock and presented it to her pussy lips.
- Fuck me, Shomeer! Ohhh yes! Arghhh uhhh oh Ganesh uhhh ohhh yes! Ohhh god yes, harder, I beg you!
Kira climaxed and her brother in law screamed as he skewered her deeply and forcibly, his cock throbbing within her. It felt like a searing white-hot iron bar inside her. Kira's buttocks danced and writhed desperately trying to keep him in her deliquescent cunt. She sank back on her bench, angling her back impossibly and making her buttocks still more prominent. She cummed with a roaring scream. Shomeer quietly slid out of her cunt.
- Now, it's your turn, my lovely wife. I'll use your little ass, bitch!
- Oh yes, yes, my Lord and Master. I'm your servant!
Kira left them the car back bench. Swathri reached back to part her buttocks and offer him the way to her ass hole. When he saw her already gaping hole, Shomeer laughed. He had a passing thought that three months before, he would never have imagined being about to bugger Swathri in the open on the back seat of his car with someone (and even less the proud princess Kira) watching them very closely. Life can have such unexpected U turns!
Her ass hole was beaconing to him but he wanted his wife to surrender more completely, to beg for being ass fucked.
- Open your ass wide for my cock!
Swathri smiled and obeyed, her shoulders still on the ground, her face turned toward Kira just a few inches afar. Her arms were desperately pulling her buttocks open and shamelessly offering him her anus.
- Kira, use your saliva to moisten her arse. Otherwise, it will be too painful for her!
Kira spit several times on the offered puckered hole and used her finger to ease some of the gooey inside her.
- Now I'll stuff your asshole with my prick, like a thanksgiving turkey!
Swathri's hips squirmed in delirious anticipation under his hand. He grinned, forced forward and thrust his cock between her buttocks. She screamed loudly as her ass hole yielded to her husband's relentless strokes. She was still holding her buttocks open with her hands. Shomeer was pressing the tip of his cock just aninch inside her anal opening.
- There, push it there, bugger me, at last!
Kira turned on the bench, put her legs on both sides of Swathri's body. Her saree was bunched quite high and her cunt was totally available, just two inches from Swathri's mouth. She slid her twat toward her sister in law.
- Maybe you could eat me while your husband is buggering you, dear!
- Swathri was quite keen to help her sister in law. After all, she had promised to obey her every orders, hadn't she?
Meanwhile, Shomeer was pushing forward to enter Swathri's ass hole. Kira's saliva helped a lot. The young woman opened her mouth wide with a grin of pain, pleasure and joy intimately mixed. She finally screamed quite loud. Shomeer pushed her face back on Kira's cunt to remind her of her actual duties and silence her. He let her a few seconds discover how far she had been stretched out.
- Come on, darling, I want you to take it all. Remember that in an hour, you'll be in Kyrhan's arms and he has a crush on pretty girls' bottoms. I'll be forbidden to use your ass hole for our whole stay!
Swathri didn't answer but she arched her back, gripped her buttocks and pulled them even wider apart. She moaned softly and she thrusted back to impale herself faster and deeper. Her anal sphincter was giving way slowly. It had been quite sufficiently reamed by Kyrhan and then by Shomeer and he could have accommodated quite easily the huge cock of her husband but she was doing her best to give him the most pleasant sensations she could. It felt as if he was taking her anal cherry once more and it was delightful for both of them. She had discovered when she had experimented with him that she had complete control over her sphincters. Shomeer enjoyed now every day being massaged and milked either by her cunt or ass muscles. She couldn't wait to show Kyrhan this new ability.
The process was also very enjoyable for her. She was moaning and writhing under his ministrations. His cock was gaining inch after inch until it was buried to the hilt in her back passage. Her anal sphincter spasmed repeatedly around his cock. He began to move in her ass, gathering progressively speed, slowly withdrawing until only the tip of his cock remained inside her and immediately plunging straight into her ass hole. Swathri was screaming in delight at each inward stroke and moaning in frustration each time he withdrew. She never stopped pushing her tongue deep inside Kira's twat while her husband was ramming his cock into her.
Kyrhan had taught him that a good lover should see that his partner cummed as much as possible, each time she was fucked. A good ass fucking was very entertaining for both of them but some vaginal and clit stimulation would certainly help his wife a lot. He slid two fingers into her cunt and pushed his thumb forward to massage her clit in the same movement. She gasped from these new sensations. He climaxed deep in her bowels. Instinctively, he grabbed both her breasts and squeezed them very hard. The pain associated with his convulsive jerks and thrusts were sufficient to push her over the edge. She cummed as violently as he had, a second before. His fingers still embedded into her cunt were covered with rich, fragrant dew while the last spurts of his jizzm spurted into her ass hole.
When they left the parking place, Kira and Swathri were back on the back seat but they were in an undignified pose as they had not put on any undies or petticoat. There was just a thread around their waists to hold the sarees. Their petticoats had been laid on the seats under their buttocks to absorb the cum oozing from their cunts and ass holes. Kira didn't want to soil the white leather upholstery of her new car!
The three of them had black rings around their eyes, revealing their sexual activities in the afternoon. Kira discreetly put on dark sun glasses to conceal them to the hotel staff. Kyrhan was waiting for them. She took off her sun glasses to kiss him on the lips as soon as they were alone. Watching them indulging in such openly physical contact would have been frowned upon in India, if not in Western countries. It was one of the reasons why Kyrhan often accompanied Kira when she went to France, England or USA. In Paris, nobody would care if he put his arms around his wife's waist, French kissed her on the Champs Elysees avenue at noon or just make her sit on his knee in a dancing hall. At the worst, spectators would get jealous that such a pretty woman was cuddled by a much older man. They would have loved to benefit from the same advantages, nothing more!
Kyrhan presented them to his guests : Dan had already seen them at Kira's wedding but they had never met Sunita nor her husband John.
- My dear friends, please do not overstress my young brother Shomeer and his wife Swathri! They still aren't accustomed to our current way of life. I think that I should let you discover one another. I'll pair you with them. Kira had had the honors with them both.
- OK, Prince!
- So for dinner and the early evening, I propose that Sunita'll take care of Shomeer while I renew my acquaintance with Swathri. Dan and John, you won't mind keeping company to my beloved Kira, I'm pretty sure of it!
- That perfectly suits us, Kyrhan!
- Wait, John, I hadn't finished! Around midnight, the girls will switch rooms : Swathri, you'll go to Dan's bedroom for the rest of the night, Kira, you'll go to John's place and, my dear brother and myself will have the pleasure to share our beautiful Sunita in the master bedroom.
- Aye aye, sir!
- A last reminder : from this moment, the ass holes of our three fine girls hereby are strictly preempted for my own and only use : the Prince's privilege! You may use at will their cunts and mouths. Dan, would you be kind enough to show the newbies the way to their quarters and the bedrooms I have assigned to them? You'll find cold food served in your rooms. Have a good night!
Half an hour later, Shomeer had changed to a clean leangha silk shirt when someone knocked at the door. It was as he had expected the beautiful Sunita following Kyrhan's orders. She was wearing a yellow silk saree with beautiful gold embroideries. It must have cost one year of wages for a member of his staff but what surprised Shomeer was that she wore it as if she had been born into it : very sexily, very low on her waist with her navel in full display and a very small choli to show herself as much as she could. She had a red bindi on her forehead and a whole set of traditional jewels on her forehead and toes with heavy matching ear pendant. She was also wearing very high heels stilettos that greatly enhanced her figure.
Clad as she was, she would have been the center of attraction in a commercial mall or any of the receptions and feasts in Shomeer's city. He couldn't realize that this woman was a white American woman and not an Indian girl! He just could wish that Swathri would soon become as sexy in Indian clothes. Maybe he could organize a fashion show in Mumbai with Sunita, Kira and Swathri modeling for some of the best local dress designers. It would boost significantly his company!
Sunita was wearing a scarf covering her head as befitted a woman in presence of elder or important people.
- Am I that important that you cover your head in my presence?
- You're the brother of Kyrhan, my Master. That's sufficient for me!
- Well, you're extremely beautiful. You could easily pretend you're Indian!
- What makes you know that I'm not Indian? I have learned your language : Daal do poora meri choot ke ander mere raja, saheeb! (Please insert fully your cock inside me, sir).
- I was just thinking to organize a fashion show in Mumbai and ask Kira and you to model for it. You'd have your photographs in the local newspapers and if you speak hindi, I could organize an interview on the TV!
- It would be a pleasure but your wife should model, too.
- Oh I would like but she doesn't walk as sexily as you. You seem to float on a cloud!
- Ask Kyrhan to send you Rajeev. In four weeks, your wife will speak, walk and fuck so much better that you won't recognize her! I was walking on flat heels before, somewhat like a boxer. After my training period, I began to walk placing my feet on a straight line and swiveling my hips in circles to catch anybody's attention.
- Isn't it too much for you?
- I went shopping in the nearby commercial center this morning and maybe ten or more men were constantly on my trail, leering after me and as many women were ready to murder me. I really felt the scorn of their eyes on my back! At the beginning, it made me extremely shameful then but, now, I must confess that it excites me. I love to be followed and desired by Indian men and women and those who dislike my outfit or my way of walking may go to hell!
- I'll follow your very wise advice. Please keep the second and third weeks of November available. The three of you may have to present ten different dresses.
- Ok but you have to enlist Kira. You may also ask her to propose to Preeti and Leena. They are always extremely elegant in sarees, ghagras or other Indian dresses. Don't forget to invite a few handsome men. A French dress designer said many years ago that he designed very elegant dresses to make women want to put them on but also to make men want to take them off their bodies. If the show is a real success, your models will most probably be extremely horny and you can't cope alone!
- I don't know whether the show this evening is a success but I definitively want to peel the beautiful clothes you're wearing from your body. I may not be able to wait too long before I rape you against the entrance door.
- Raping me would be very difficult as I'm fully consenting already. You may shred my saree or just bunch it up to fuck me faster as you want!
Shomeer unwrapped the saree by pulling up on her pallu. He threw it aside, leaving her in high heeld, elegant petticoat and choli. The knot holding the petticoat was untied in a whiff, letting it glide too the ground. The hooks closing the choli gave way in the next instant and her choli finished somewhere on the chandelier. They would need a ladder to get it unless Shomeer wanted to keep it as a reminder of his encounter with Sunita. He asked her to lie down on the floor.
- I want to eat you!
- My pleasure, master!
She lay on the floor, on her back, and Shomeer positioned himself between her open legs. He started to caress her thighs, then raising up to her pussy and clit. He toyed with her clit, kissing and nibbling it gently. Sunita couldn't repress an ecstatic scream. Shomeer was drinking her juices from her pussy, sucking her clit and eating her as if he had been starved from sex for months. Sunita's love juices were the tastiest nectar he had ever drunk. He playfully nibbled her clit, eliciting new ecstasy screams.
- Oooohhh Lakshmi, it's so gooooddd. . . Now, I want you inside my pussy. Please fuck, fuck me hard, now! Oooh, Ganesh! Do it please!
Shomeer put his cock at the entrance of her dripping wet pussy and slowly pushed it in. Sunita felt as completely stretched out as when Kyrhan himself fucked her cunt.
- My god! In two hours, I'm to service both Kyrhan and you. If you sandwich me, I'll certainly be split in two. It's too much. . .
- I'm pretty sure that Kyrhan had thought about it. He seems to be sure that you can handle both of our cocks simultaneously in your holes. The only problem will be that you'll be of no use to your husband for a few weeks!
- Kyrhan is surely wiser than most of us! He must have already thought of a suitable solution.
Sunita wrapped her legs around Shomeer's waist and held him very close. He had a fleeting remorse. He stopped his fucking movements
- Are you on the pill?
- No, in fact we had chosen the date of our visit to correspond to my ovulation date. I ovulated just last night.
- So I could make you pregnant, I should put on a condom!
- Don't bother with it! Kyrhan has already filled my womb several times this morning and he didn't use any condom. We had asked him to sire my next babies. I'm most likely already pregnant and quite possibly with twins as I've been given the shots from Kyrhan's MD to stimulate my ovaries. John and me, we wanted to discover what it would be like to take care of babies from Kyrhan. Sorry to have disappointed you!
- No problem, the horses are already in the stable! May I enlist for the next time, say during the fashion show?
- You'll have to discuss it with my husband and with Kyrhan! Personally, I would vote for it but I have previously decided with my husband I should have no say on who could mount me. Regarding sex, I'm completely submissive as we all are in Kyrhan's harem. You'll discover when your wife will be completely broken in that she will become so, too!
Sunita closed her eyes to show that the time was now for action, not discussion. Shomeer humped forward, pushing his cock even deeper than previously. She screamed in surprise and a little pain which soon began to melt down under the strength of his strokes. She felt now just growing pleasure, on the way to just another impending climax. She loved to be fucked by the huge cock of Kyrhan's brother. She was no more afraid of servicing soon the two brothers simultaneously. In fact, she couldn't wait to have Kyrhan deep in her ass and Shomeer as deep in her pregnant cunt.
- Ohhh yes, Shomeer, fuck me, fuck me hard. I need it fast and hard!
He was now moving his cock in and out like a demented machine. She was screaming, imploring him to fuck her ever more forcefully, ever harder to fill her with his potent seed. Nobody except Kyrhan had ever fucked her so deep and the pleasure she received from such deep and fast penetrations was indescribable. After the initial pain, she was now fully enjoying his , oh so deep strokes. Her continuous loud moans were a heady aphrodisiac for him and his relentless ploughing of her little garden gained steadily in speed and force.
Although she tried desperately to force him to cum before her, she was finally defeated. She climaxed inordinately hard in Shomeer's arms. He stopped for a moment his moves, covering her mouth with his and pushing his tongue deep into her mouth in a quite possessive gesture. She felt he was taking full possession of her body. her heart burst with pride of feeling totally owned by this marvelous Indian man. For him, she felt she would be able to leave family, children, business and live in Mumbai at his complete disposal but she knew he was so responsible that it would remain eternally a fantasy and nothing more!
Like a well oiled machine he resumed his powerful humping moves. He seemed not tired although his assault had lasted more than half an hour. Her pussy emitted lewd slurping noises. each time he rammed her fully to the hilt. She felt she was close to yet another orgasm but this time she wanted to cum with him. She desperately clamped her pussy around his marvelous cock. She had her legs around his waist, forbidding him to retire as he mercilessly fucked her. his moves became frenzied. Sunita reached another climax and dug her fingernail in his shoulderblades. The pain made him come at last. He unloaded big wads of cum that were immediately swallowed by her avid spasming cervix.
They remained completely exhausted on their couch, panting desperately to fill their lungs with desperately needed air. Sunita cuddled in Shomeer's arms, her head in the crook of his shoulder.
- Pheww! That was great, Shomeer! You really fuck women like a king, a tiger, Janu (darling)
Meanwhile, Swathri and Kyrhan were engaged in an equally fierce tournament. Swathri had been exceedingly proud of gaving been chosen by Kyrhan for the first round of festivities. Moreover he had established himself as the Master of the palace by claiming for his sole use the ass holes of the three girls available. He had negligently offered his brother and even to Dan and John who seemed to be very close friends of him the crumbs he didn't care to use himself. Although such crumbs would have seemed quite sufficient for a lifetime to most men!
Kyrhan had slowly and delicately peeled the garments Swathri had been wearing. He wasn't in a hurry and he wanted to savor the slow strip tease he had asked from his sister in law. She had taken off her deep violet saree, then her lavender choli appearing in petticoat and a bikini top. Kyrhan had roamed her shoulders, neck and armpits with his mouth, pushing his nose and his lips between her proud breasts then she had untied the knot of her petticoat, letting it fall down on the floor. Kyrhan could attest she had been following Kira's custom of not wearing knickers under the petticoat. Her shaven pussy appeared in all its glory as the petticoat slowly glided down. She turned to the wall and undid theknot between her breasts before turning toward Kyrhan. She inhaled as much as she could to push away the bra and exhibit her breasts without touching them. When he saw the magnificent jugs deprived of their last protection Kyrhan had to gulp discreetly. Swathri was really a knock out. She just didn't know how to present her assets to men in the best way. Kira, Leena, Sunita and Preeti would have a fitting companion with her!
When Swathri was naked at last, Kyrhan produced a small bottle of almond oil. She had anticipated that he would choose to bugger her. From whay Kira had told her and what she had understood when Kyrhan visited her in Mumbai, he loved caressing and fucking pretty women's asses, even more than fucking them. It was a challenge for him and for the woman, especially if she had still her anal cherry : he wanted to make them discover anal pleasure for their first experience! he was rather sure that afterward, they would keep a cherished imae of him and they would always be ready to service him. It was an unusual but very effective way to enslave women but all of them had succumbed to his desires and considered themselves asq members of his harem They had even drawn their husbands into allowing and condoning such adulterous relations.
Swathri lay on Kyrhan's desk that was just at the appropriate height to bugger her. He greased caefully his cock and pushed it into her ass. As Shomeer now used her back passage on a daily basis, It was now loose enough to accomodate quite easily, Kyrhan's cock quite painlessly. Swathri was amazed when she felt that Kyrhan had fully entered her in less than four minutes. He was really magnificent. It was her last coherent thought as he started frigging her clit and inserting two fingers into her cunt directly on her G-spot. She was totally delirious as long as Kyrhan continued to handle her in her arms
In Dan's apartment, John and Dan were trying their best to keep Kira on a peak of sexual blissmost of the time. kyrhan had forbidden them to use her ass so they had at their disposal only her cunt, her mouth and her breasts. They regularly changed positions on a random basis. Kira never knew from where the pleasure would come in the next five minutes or who would be plunged deep in her cunt or about to cover her tonsils with just another coating of fresh white sperm. In fact they had succeeded to make her as delirious as Swathri was, just ten yard away. The high pitch shrieks of the three women could be heard in the three apartments.
At ten PM precisely, doors could be heard opening and duscreet scuttering noses could be heard in the corridors.
Sunita met Shomeer who was somewhat lost in the corridors. She led him to Kyrhan's bedroom wher she was to be their fuck toy for the night. Knowing the extreme resilience of Kyrhan and most probably of his brother, she could anticipate that she would have little sleep that night. She was proved right as at 04AM she was again impaled on two mammoth shafts. Kyrhan had remained continuously in her ass for eight hours just allowing himself to cum two times in the interval. When the less resilient Shomeer disengaged from time to time to take a rest or for a drink, Kyrhan was making a few steps , still deeply enbedded in her bowels to fuck her on the balcony or facing the wall. Around midnight, he even jumped with her in the swimming pool to wake up Sunita who was dozing off.
She had been surprised not to feel any pain when the two huge cocks had filled at the same moment both her holes. She understood then that Kyrhan had correctly estimated that two hours with Shomeer would be a suitable warm up for her. One thing was certain : the eggs developing in her womb had just received their first high protein shower. they should have a very smooth skin!
Just before midnight, dressed in a white very tiny satin bra with an orange seethrough sexy saree and golden equally see through petticoat and ostensibly nothing underneath, according to Kyrhan's instructions to wear her sexiest outfit she had, Swathri knocked to the door of Dan's bedroom. He opened immediately and, with a big smile on his face, signaled Swathri to get in. The room was dimly lighted by a few candles. Dan locked the door behind her and, holding Swathri's arm, he said :
- I was waiting for you.
He pulled Swathri inti his arms and kissed her lips. It was not the kind of kisses her husband had used with her. It was sensual, with the clear aim to excite her, to make her burn with hot desire. Dan may not be as richly endowed as Shomeer or Kyrhan but he knew how to kiss a woman and make her feel the most treasured woman in the world. She knew that that evening, she might discover one of the most exciting experiences of her life! He drew her closer to him, caressing her tits and especially extending her nipples with two fingers. When he tired of deliciously kneading her breasts, he sensually caressed her skin in her back and along her sides from her armpits to her hips. Swathri began panting although she didn't have had to produce the least effort. She was getting more and more excited by the seconds just from the skill of that white man. She thought that white men were just interested by using women as fuck toys but this one was more sensual.
Swathri wrapped her arms around his neck, increasing the pressure on his lips. It wasn't Dan who was kissing her but reversely, it was her who kissed him as if her life depended on it. There was no more any shyness, fear or contempt in her mind, just pure animal attraction, submission to just another superior male. Any woman at her place would have melted down if she had been kissed and caressed by such a man!
- I'm totally yours to plunder, Master. I'll do whatever you ask from me!
- I exected nothing less from you.
They launched themselves into a cruise where he explored every square inch of her body, even if he just probed her ass hole with the tip of his tongue making circles around her puckered hole. It was so delicious that she would ask her future lovers (she couldn't avoid the prospect that with her new way of life, she should have quite a lot of lovers in the future) to perform the same trick.
The next morning passed with every one, completely exhausted, snoring in their beds, or, more accurately, the beds on which they had fucked all the night long. They finally got up just in time to take their lunch in the main dining hall. Kyrhan proposed a toast for the new member of her harem, Swathri and her husband. Dan responded with another toast to their three hostesses and the babies that were developing in their bellies.
Kira concluded with a remark that after that night and the next ones, probably as hot as the first one, she doubted that Shomeer and Swathri would need much more sexual coaching. Just she felt that Swathri wasn't sufficiently submissive and too haughty to her taste but she didn't tell it. There may be some hints of jealousy there as her sister in law behaved with Dan as a seasoned slave, watching him intently when he wasn't looking her, looking to her feet when he addressed her, jumping whenever he expressed a need, wiggling seducively her hips when he asked her to bring him something. She had been obviously smitten that first night.