Indian Wife Blossoms

byrupanita©

Shekhar and I arrived at St Tropez on

the French Riviera a few years ago, I
was 29 years old and married about
three years back. We had grown up
in a rather conservative setting and I
was not sure as to how I would
respond to the nudity that this resort
town was famous for. In fact I had
butterflies in the stomach.

Shekhar was almost drooling at the

local gentry as we got out of the
taxicab. Attractive women with see-
through tops and lots of off the hip
styles. Lots of navels. The desk clerk
was eyeing me up as we were
signing in and I must say that it was
an embarrassment and a turn on to
think he was perhaps imagining me
without clothes. At least that was
what I could infer from his look. He
gave Shekhar a knowing wink as he
handed him the heavy metal key and
he rang for the bellboy to bring our
bags to the room. He too looked at
me from head to toe and I realized
that it must drive these guys crazy
to work in such a paradise.

I was wearing a blue sari and a

sleeveless blouse and a strapless
bra. Like typical Indian women I had
bangles on one wrist, chain in the
neck, a nose pin, ear rings, anklets
etc. In the room, we pulled back the
drapes to look down from our second
floor balcony at the courtyard below.
Shekhar appeared to be somewhat
disappointed to see that people were
standing around in evening wear.
They were holding cocktails and
talking in small groups. A classy
crowd but not very thrilling. Shekhar
walked up to me coolly and started
unbuttoning the blouse.

"Stop it! The damned window is

open!", I said as I pulled away from
him.

"Are you kidding? These people will

be seeing you naked anyway... "

I stopped and looked at him like it

was the first time I had thought
about it.

"What makes you think I'm going to

walk around like that? Topless
perhaps but nude. No way. " I said
firmly.

" Remember that this trip was your

idea. Please don’t crowd me. You
know as well as I do that when in
India good girls are expected to
cover their breasts, in addition to a
full shirt known as kurta, with
another piece of cloth known as
Dupatta. And if your mother came to
know that I had stripped totally I
would be shown the door before you
could bat an eyelid. "

“Aw come on now. You can be as wild

as they come. Forgotten the time
when you had become fully nude in
front of the fisherman?” He said
hugging me.

I smiled and blushed. There were

certain things in our marriage that
had kept the excitement going and it
was largely due to the initiative
taken by Shekhar.

Let me describe ourselves. I am fair,

slim, stand 5 feet 6 inches in my
bare feet in which you can usually
find me because Shekhar says that
my feet are very pretty. My breasts
are 34 C, nipples are brownish
chocolatey in color, with black eyes
and hair. Shekhar is 5 feet 11 inches
tall, lean, fair though not as fair as I
am and is an excellent companion.

We went down to dinner in the

hotel’s restaurant and I kept looking
up at him as I stared across the
room. He was looking at a beautiful
thirtyish woman with a dress that
was like a diagonal sarong but it only
covered one breast. "Is that what
you are looking at?" I asked, "I have
nicer breasts than that babe and you
know it. "

"I know you do but that is such a

turn on in a restaurant. " No one else
seemed to mind it, but I could see
that everyone in the place was
making little darting glances in that
direction from time to time. The
following morning we were having
breakfast at the outdoor tables. I had
on my bikini with a thin beach jacket
over it and was bare footed. I
suppose I looked good and was
getting looks from everyone in the
place.

"You look really good in that... do you

see how the others are looking at
you?" I started... To him it seemed
that I enjoyed being in the center of
things. "Don’t be silly", I said. After
the late breakfast we decided to take
a walk down to the beach. St. Tropez
is a place with a beach for everyone,
from the straight to the gay, from
the bathing suit to the nude. We
decided to be adventurous and at
least take a look at each one. We
passed through the more
conventional beach, seeing the usual
collection of overweight middle aged
Europeans, mainly sitting around and
soaking up the Mediterranean sun.
There was a sign that said "Topless
Beach" and Shekhar was extremely
keen to go thise so we followed it to
the left, walking along the water’s
edge. That was when my eyes
started to go crazy. Wherever I
looked, there were topless women.
Shekhar appeared to be chuckling to
himself as we walked along. I would
say he was salivating. They were
lying down, sitting up and walking
around and everywhere I looked
were boobs. It was a sea of bare
breasts.

"Do you want to stop here for a

while?" I asked his, pointing to an
empty area about 50 feet from the
water.

"Sure. Throw the towels down here. "

We laid down the beach towels and
both sat down, looking around us. I
took off the outer covering, wearing
just the thin bikini. The sight of so
many topless women from virtually
all nationalities had boldened me up.

"Rub some lotion on my back. " I

asked, as I went down onto my
stomach. He began to squirt the
white liquid onto his hand and
started on my upper back.

"Mmmm. That feels good. Are you

sure you can concentrate on me for
a minute and stop ogling at all the
females?"

"Yes, I think I can. " Shekhar said as

he was still looking all around him at
the women and girls of all ages,
literally letting it all hang out. I
turned my attention to Shekhar who
after the massage was resting his
head on his crossed arms, eyes half
closed and the hint of a smile was on
his face.
"See anything you like?" I asked.

"What do you think?" he said.

"Silly question I guess. " I said as I

wiggled my body to a more
comfortable position. I was looking at
an attractive woman with beautiful
full breasts slowly peel off his top,
revealing full breasts and brown
nipples. After he had rubbed the
lotion into the skin on my back and
legs, he reached up without any
warning and unsnapped the back of
my bikini top.

"Excuse him, sir. What are you

doing?" I queried.

"Nothing, just helping you feel more

comfortable. " he said, looking at my
face for a reaction. I lay there for a
minute as I was watching a couple of
girls in their late teens walk by
topless. I must have been staring
because one of them said something
to the other and they both giggled as
they walked by.

"How would you like me to put some

suntan lotion on the other side now?"
Shekhar said, snapping me back to
reality. I was hesitant but rolling onto
my back, holding the bikini top in
place modestly.

"Okay, you”ve got it. " Now I could

see that Shekhar was starting to get
more excited. He repositioned his
cock so the loose bathing suit would
not look like a tent. Then I realized
what the young girls were giggling
about. No surprise though. Probably
every male on this beach was in a
perpetual state of erection. He slowly
applied the lotion to my legs and
worked his way up my thighs and
belly, then my arms and upper chest
and neck.

"Do you want me to do your boobs?"

he asked slowly.

"I don’t know, this is a weird place. I

don’t know if I can hack it. " I said
nervously. "Come on. You would
exactly be standing out. It’s normal
to have bare boobs around here.
When you keep your top on you look
like a tourist. "

"I am a tourist... Alright, if you don’t

think I am a whore... "I replied.

“Whores don’t strip on beaches.

Lovely, darling, sexy, cute wives do.
They also get fucked. Remember
Dileep episode?” Shekhar replied
mischievously.

“I will hit you if you bring that up. In

any case what could I do? I was nude
and you had brought your friend
along. And you were careless enough
to let him do it without a condom. It
is good nothing happened and I did
not get pregnant or else we would be
here with Dileep’s kid. ” I laughed.
After that episode I had started
taking pills. Having sex with one of
his friends was one thing;especially
when he initiated it but getting
pregnant was a sure way of getting
into trouble.

He didn’t need an invitation to gently

pull away my top. Automatically, my
hands came up to cover my tits.
Shekhar was most reassuring. He
gently placed his hands on mine.

"Honey, you look nice like this. Just

relax and enjoy yourself. Besides, if
we don’t get some lotion on these
babies you will look like the girl over
there. " He motioned to some people
walking along the water. One of
them was obviously an American girl
with European friends, her tits were
angry red and burned while the rest
of her was well tanned. "I guess you
are right. God what would the people
at home say?"

I brought the hands to my sides. I

noted that my nipples were standing
straight up and the aerolas were
puckering up... it was not even cold
out. Shekhar was turned on by this
minor act of exhibitionism and was
really getting excited as he applied
the white lotion on the pale skin of
my C cup breasts. "Are people
looking at me?" I asked, my eyes
were closed and my arm was now
over my face like I was in disguise
while my breasts were exposed and I
could actually feel my nipples’
gradual erection.
"Yeah, me. I’m a people. "He said
good humouredly. He brought my
arm down and had me look around.
After a few minutes I seemed to be
getting used to being topless and I
began to look around the beach.
People were all around walking,
sitting, standing. We were not that
close to any other and I seemed to
be comfortable.

"Let’s take a walk. " Shekhar

suggested. "I can’t walk around like
this. " I said.

"What’s the difference, you are lying

here topless and no one is arresting
you?"

“You also take your swim trunk off. ”

I said.

“Okay. ” He said and pulled it down

in one quick stroke. Shekhar’s cock
was not circumcised and it was in a
state of semi erection having seen so
many nude girls. Due to the erection
the foreskin had given a bit of way
and the head was partially visible.

"You are so shameless. Men like you

would rather remain naked only. You
don’t mind that everyone can see
your cock?Oh God!That guy over
there is looking at me. " I said a bit
self consciously.

I pointed to a couple off the right. "

I”m looking at his wife too. " he said,
wondering if it was the wrong thing
as the words came out. Then I
recognized them. "That’s Michael
and Shannon from last night. " I said,
naming the English couple we met at
dinner. They were in their early 30s
and Shannon was pregnant. Michael
waved to us and Shekhar returned it.
"Oh yeah. Well, I would be
embarrassed for anyone I know to
see me

like this. "

"Anita love, Shannon is also topless

and you look a lot prettier than she
does. " Shekhar said, in apparently a
convincing manner, because after
hearing his words and realising the
futility of trying to cover up my
boobs I sat up for the first time; my
knees were up and covering my
breasts but it was a start.

“ Lovely. I have always preferred the

way breasts look when a woman is
upright rather than the way they
flatten when lying down. ” Shekhar
said. Michael was on his feet and
walking over to us. I kept my knees
drawn up so as to casually hide my
breasts and nonchalantly started
putting sand on my toes.

"How are you two on this fine

morning?" Michael asked as he
approached us. Shekhar was the first
to answer as we both smiled at our
new friend. "Just fine, Michael.
Getting used to the place. " he said.

Michael too was naked and I couldn’t

help feeling slightly uncomfortable.
Although his cock was not erect but
to be talking to a naked man was
somewhat disconcerting. Moreover
his cock was circumcised and there
was a palpable difference between
both their cocks.

“And how is your wife?” he said

extending his arm for a handshake. I
shook hands with Michael and very
slowly I brought my legs down and
my breasts were now in full public
view. This was perhaps the first time
that a stranger and that too naked
was seeing me topless in a public
place but I was acting nonchalant. I
seemed to be getting braver now.
Michael, in his polite British way, was
not staring at my tits and this was
very helpful. "Why don’t you come
over and join Shannon and me. We
brought a chilled rosé and we would
like some company drinking it. "

Shekhar and I looked at each other.

Shekhar looked at him with a jolly
"what the hell! sure " expression and
we both stood up and walked with
Michael. I noticed that Michael too
was quite handsome. Fair like all
Europeans, he was about 5’10”. I
gathered up our stuff as an excuse to
walk behind them, to observe
Shekhar’s body language. I was
doing fine, walking with a proud gait
and not covering up my tits. What
the hell;even my husband was nude.
When we got to their spot on the
beach, Shannon was sitting under an
umbrella and she greeted us warmly.
I was trying to not look at her full
looking breasts. She was only a few
months pregnant but was already
getting engorged breasts and there
were some milk veins showing, there
was no tan at all.

"Hello you two. How are you enjoying

your holiday?" she asked. I stifled a
laugh. "Fine. " I said. "Hard to get
used to the way people dress around
here, isn’t it?" I said, trying not to
laugh. Michael’s eyes darted to my
bikini panty. I was concentrating on
keeping my eyes away from his semi
erect cock.

“What is your name, love?” Shannon

asked me.
“Anita. ”I replied.

“Where are you from?”

“India. ” I replied.

“Married?”

I nodded.

"Shannon needs to keep out of the

sun because she burns so easily. "
Michael explained. "But look at those
pale breasts. "

"Yes, I will never get a proper tan this

way. "

She lifted one of her breasts and let

it fall again. "But Anita, you look like
you will take a good tan because the
rest of you is so golden. Besides you
have nice youthful breasts and
capped with such lovely chocolate
colored nipples. They will be the hit
of St. Tropez. "

I thought Shekhar would start

getting self-conscious when our new
acquaintances started talking about
my tits but he just looked down, ran
his hands over his head and smiled.

“She was so hesitant to take off her

top. ”he said.

“Strange. ”Shannon said. “In fact she

should not be only topless;she
should be nude. Even I used to be
nude before I became pregnant. I am
a firm believer that all girls on the
beaches should be nude. They look
so pretty that way. It is upto the men
to decide what they want. If you
don’t mind, Anita what is your breast
size?”

"34 C"Shekhar replied before I could.

"Perfect. They”ll never sag even if
you remain topless or nude on all the
beaches that you visit. Is this your
first visit to a topless
beach?"Shannon asked.

Shekhar nodded and laughed. “You

flatter her, Shannon. ”

“No, I’m serious, Your wife has lovely

breasts and I am sure she is as
lovely under the panty as well. ”

I blushed a beetroot red and just

stared down at my exposed breasts
and erect nipples.

Michael started teasing me. “Well,

Anita can we see the beauty that you
are hiding;if if course your husband
does not mind?”I merely shook my
head and looked at Shekhar as if to
ask. “What say?”
“Are you crazy?Give her some time.
Today is the first time that she is
topless. ”Shannon said in mock
anger.

“In other words, you will strip in a

day. Shannon, we should extend our
stay. I don’t want to leave without
seeing this beauty nude. ”Michael
said.

Shekhar laughed. “ What say, love?”

“Don’t ask him. Promise us that.

Now. Why wait. Do it today only. ”

“Okay. Give me some time as

Shannon said. ”I replied blushing
still.

Michael and Shekhar decided to take

a walk to the waters.
Shannon asked me.

“Is it true that you were reluctant to

take off your top?”I nodded.

“Well, surprise them even more by

being nude when they return. ”

““Really, Shannon, how can I?”I

started protesting.

“Just stand up. ”

““No, later, perhaps, not today. ””I

stammered.

“I said stand up. ”Shannon virtually

ordered. As soon as I stood up,
Shannon pulled my bikini bottom
down to my knees revealing my well
manicured pussy to a no. of
interested watchers.

“The choice is yours. You can pull it

up or you can step out of it. Your
husband is naked;so is mine. Even I
would be if I was not carrying my
baby. ”She said in a matter of fact
way.

I saw that I was not the only nude

woman there. There were so many
others, well hung men and women. I
therefore stepped out of the bikini
bottom and kept it with my stuff.

“Nice black hair you got there. But

surely they would not be growing
that way. You would be giving shape
to them?”Shannon asked in a
questioning tone pointing to my
pussy with her eyeballs.

I just nodded and smiled. Naturally

shape had to be given to the pussy.

“And this tiny golden ring that you

are wearing on your nice toe is
pretty. ”

“Yes, married girls usually wear

these. ” I replied trying to cover my
pussy by pulling my feet in front of
them.

“And this chain on your ankle. This

golden one on your waist? And the
bangles?”

“The one on the waist is a girdle.

There is an Indian attire known as a
sari. If the girdle is worn with a sari
which is tied well below the belly
button, the girdle looks very
attractive. These can be worn by
anyone. For that matter even a toe
ring is not compulsory but, well, I like
it. And since taking it off is a bit
difficult, once I wear it I let it be. And
the chain on the ankle is an anklet
which we call a ‘payal’ in Hindi. ” I
smiled.
“Your smile is very attractive. I am
sure Michael would, if you don’t
mind, want to have sex with you. ”

“ Shannon, you are really too much.

” I said to her.

Shannon and I were talking like old

friends when our husbands returned.
Michael was indeed pleasantly
surprised to see that I had stripped.

“Now that is what I call a good girl.!

Won”t you stand up boldly and give
me a kiss?” I was further
embarassed by the erection on
Michael’s cock.

“Well, darling you are a sport really. ”

Shekhar said bending down and
kissing me on the cheek and lightly
squeezing my breasts.
“Get up!” Michael insisted.

“Don’t embarrass the poor girl!”

Shannon chided Michael obviously
referring to the cock’s erection.

“ I can’t help it. She IS sexy. ”

Michael replied.

I smiled at the compliment and got

up blushing furiously. My nipples
were erect and became all the more
so when they brushed against
Michael’s bare chest and when he
planted his lips on my cheek.
Imagine the sight. I, fully naked was
being kissed by another man also
fully naked and his erect cock
brushing against my belly button and
neither I nor my husband seemed to
mind. For that matter neither did
Michael’s wife. At that moment I too
felt so horny that even if Michael had
insisted on fucking me I would have
agreed.

“Anita, do you have a sister?I was

looking for a pretty girl like you for
my brother but hard luck that you
are already married. ” Michael said.
Before I could reply Shekhar said
“Hey!Don’t entice my wife away. ”

As we worked our way through the

bottle of wine, we were laughing like
old friends. All around us was a sea
of bare breasts, cocks and pussies
and everyone was having a whale of
a time. I was thinking that here I am
nude in front of hundreds with no
problems. Back home if they knew
it?? God!!

After a couple of hours, Shekhar and

I went back to the room and made
wild love, recounting our first day of
my new exhibitionism as it I think I
was very turned on by the
opportunity to show off my body in
public and I found it very exciting
too.

Just then there was a knock at the

door.

“Who is it?” Shekhar called. After all

just as a person is in the process of
making love to his wife he does not
welcome visitors.

“ Michael. ” Came the reply.

Shekhar got up as he was i. e. with

his cock virtually erect and opened
the door. Although he had seen me
naked but I felt funny lying there so I
clutched a pillow between my legs.

“Hi!” He said. “ You two fucking?” He

was as cool as that.
“ What else do you think?” Shekhar
laughed.

“ I just wanted to see you fucking

and well, if you don’t mind I would
like to join in. Please don’t refuse. It
is very rarely that one gets to see
such a pretty girl as Anita and that
too naked. ” Michael implored.

“Join? How?. ” Shekhar said throwing

up his hands.

“ Well, just a bit of well, oral. If you

don’t mind. ”Michael sheepishly
answered.

“ You want my wife to give you a

blowjob?”

Michael nodded.

“Okay but no fucking. I hope that is

clear. ”
I was not sure I had heard right.
Shekhar had just agreed to let
Michael join in.

I called him but he came and

whispered in my ear. “ It is okay
Anita. We have discussed about
foursome so very often. Nobody
knows us here. I don’t think there
will be a better opportunity for us
either. And he will not fuck you. Just
a blowjob. ”

“ But he is alone. There will be no

foursome but just a threesome. ” I
pointed out.

“ It is just tough luck that Shannon is

pregnant. Okay that we will keep for
later. Meanwhile don’t let him fuck
you. Okay. ” Shekhar said kissing me

By this time Michael had also

stripped. I would also like to add that
we were still under the pleasant
influence of the wine that Michael
had given us on the beach.

As he took the pillow away from my

legs I asked him whether Shannon
would not mind.

“ She is tired and is now asleep. ” He

replied.

“You are welcome to join us BUT you

will not fuck her pussy. If you agree,
you can stay behind or else I am
sorry. ” Shekhar said firmly and so
coolly as if he was talking about the
ironing of clothes. Before marriage I
had not imagined in my wildest
dreams that my husband would be
talking to a starnger about my
fucking while I was present there in
all my glorious nudity waiting to be
fucked as per my husband’s wishes..
Life is so stranger than fiction.

Shekhar continued from where he

had left. He thrust his tongue in my
mouth and kissed me deeply. His
tongue was virtually everywhere.
Inside my ears, over the nape of the
neck down to my breasts all the time
teasing and titillating. I turned to my
side to accommodate his cock but
Michael insisted that I lie flat and
that while he would suck one nipple,
Shekhar would suck the other. That
is what I did and this nipple sucking
made me shudder and the juices
flowed in my pussy. Soon both the
nipples were fully erect with the
teasing they had got. I now wanted
to be made love to. The light
moaning sounds were giving me
away. Michael however brought his
cock to my mouth. I immediately
opened my mouth and took him
inside. It was the first time that I had
a circumcised penis in my mouth. It
had a smooth bulbous head and
there was no botheration of pulling
the foreskin back. Initially I gingerly
licked it, then opened the mouth and
sucked it but after a while he
withdrew. Shekhar was busy with
fingering me while playing with my
nipples.

“ All this is a trifle difficult. Anita,

love please go down on all fours. ” I
complied immediately. My ass was
now in the air.

“ Shekhar, now fuck her from behind

doggy style. This way both of us can
play with her tits and she can suck
me. If I discharge in her mouth, I will
of course not fuck her. Or else we will
change places. ” Michael said.

“ No, Michael, you will not fuck her.

Please. We are newly married and I
would like to maintain the sanctity of
her pussy. You can experiment with
everything else. ” Shekhar replied
firmly.

I then felt Shekhar’s familiar cock

sliding up my very wet pussy. As he
started taking strokes of my pussy,
my mouth was busy giving strokes to
Michael’s cock. I had quite
ambivalent feelings. I did not want
Michael inside me. It was a very
erotic feeling to be made love to by
two different men at the same time.
In between Shekhar would also
stroke my back and then slide his
hand down from my armpits to my
breasts where his hands would at
times meet Michael’s hands which
were busy squeezing my breasts.
Though I did not refuse him but he
really squeezed my breasts and that
too quite hard. Since Shannon was
pregnant with swollen breasts her
breasts must have been painful. By
squeezing my breasts he was
making up for lost time. My hands
were on Michael’s athletic buttocks
trying to regulate the entry of his
cock in my mouth. His gradually
leaking cum was all inside my mouth
and I did not know what I should do
once he discharged in my mouth.
Should I spit it out or swallow it? I
swallowed Shekhar’s but should
there not be a difference between a
husband and a friend?

It was in my destiny to be fucked by

another person besides Shekhar and
Dileep (though not at that time)
Soon I felt that I would be climaxing.
I left Michael’s cock, lay back, pulled
Shekhar’s cock inside me and locked
my ankles over his back. Now
Michael was out of the picture.
Shekhar started fucking me with
slow strokes by with withdrawing the
cock fully and then thrusting it in
with a force that my breasts
wobbled. I could actually feel his
foreskin being rolled back as his
shaft entered me. Shekhar’s hands
were on my thighs. His fingers were
pulling my buttock cheeks. Michael
did not miss miss any opportunity to
hold my breasts as soon as they
wobbled and to squeeze them.
Shekhar perhaps expected me to
refuse but I was too deep in the
throes of passion to do so. He was
seeing this very closely all the while
playing with his own cock. It felt
funnier to be watched by another
man while being fucked by my own
spouse than to be actually fucked by
another man.

After a while Shekhar discharged

with an ‘Agh’ exclamation and I
could feel the jets of his cum inside
me just as I was also climaxing and
thrusting my pussy upwards.
Shekhar has a habit of hugging me
and lying on top of me while he
discharges. He therefore lay on me
as was his wont.

Michael insisted that we hug one

another by lying side by side. As
soon as I had done this he kept my
leg on top of Shekhar’s and shoved
his cock in the crevice of my ass with
the space created.

This was something totally

unexpected. I gasped but with two
men holding me down could not get
up. Meanwhile the orgasm that I had
had was not fully finished as yet.
Michael’s cock was quite wet and
despite attempts to enter my ass did
not do so. After the initial thrust he
let it remain there very still. For a
while there were two cocks virtually
inside me:Shekhar’s limp cock in my
pussy and Michael’s hard one at the
entry of my ass knocking so to say
for permission to enter. I was
virtually on seventh heaven.

But this was not all. The next

evening we were informed by
Michael that Shannon had gone to an
acquaintance for the evening and
could he just come to our room for
some time. I told him that Shekhar
had gone for a quick swim but he
said that he would not take much of
my time. Shortly there was a knock
at the door. I opened the door. I was
wearing just a panty and a T shirt.
Since he had seen me naked the
previous day and had also made love
to me I did not feel particularly odd.

He hugged me with both his hands

around my buttocks. It was a thong
panty and I could feel his fingers
trying to find my ass hole. He then
kissed me on the cheek. I noticed
that he had brought a camera along.
Though girls like me don’t get kissed
by strangers, but this perhaps was
the culture here so I acted as if
everything was normal. Moreover
after last night I couldn’t act prude.

“ Anita, how are you? Hope I did not

disturb you. ” He said.

“ No, its okay. How are you? How is

Shannon?” I enquired.

“ She is fine. Actually, love I wanted

to photograph you. ” His eyes were
on my bare feet and smooth legs
that I had crossed.

“ Let Shekhar come back. ” I said.

“ Why bother him?I have spoken to

him. It will take just five minutes. Just
get rid of these things you are
wearing. ”

“ Strip? Here? “ I was aghast.

“ Yes, now hurry. I want to capture

your nudity. With all these trinkets
that you wear like anklets, toerings,
earrings, girdle, nosepin etc. ” He
insisted.

“Well, Michael, stripping on the

beach was okay but getting a nude
photo taken…….. I don’t know. ”

At his insistence I did strip. While I

got rid of the T shirt he pulled down
the panty. But he had more in mind
than just photographing me. As I
learnt later he wanted to fuck me.
This was the first time that I was fully
naked with a stranger and without
my husband’s presence. The fact is
that there in St. Tropez after the
previous day’s experience I was so
horny I always wanted to strip and
needed just the slightest suggestion
to do so. He asked me to lie down for
the photographs. No soon had I done
this he got down to eating me. I kept
refusing him but each time I refused
he thrust his tongue inside my pusy
walls making all my refusals a sham.
Unwittingly my legs were apart and I
was watching him lick me. I was all
wet and within no time he had his
cock out. There were two things
holding me back. Firstly I wanted to
be faithful to my husband;if at all I
had to get fucked it should have
been in front of him or at least with
his knowledge. As was the case in
the Dileep episode. Secondly if he
found out that this is what I was
doing he might have been upset.

After all, our case was going in

reverse. Usually men go around
fucking other females after marriage
and here as luck would have it I was
doing all the fucking. However while
I was toying with all this, Michael’s
cock entered my pussy. The bulbous
head and then the whole of it
smoothly. A tight grip I could feel and
couldn’t help feeling smug at the
tightness in my cunt walls. He with
drew the cock licked my inner thighs
right upto my pussy, sucked all the
sparse pussy hair and again thrust
his shaft inside me.

“God, you are so tight, you need

regular fucking for years to loosen
you up. ”He whispered.

“What is the need to loosen up? You

don’t like this? But please hurry.
Shekhar may come back and will not
like it. ” I said and with my vaginal
muscles I squeezed his cock.

“ Sure, I do, baby. Sure I do. I will

give you very quick and lovely
satisfaction”he said sucking my
lower lip.

This time there was no with drawing.

My body played along. I locked my
ankles over his back and he carried
on humping, paying particular
attention to my breasts. He would
hold each in his hands and bite the
nipple. God! Did it make me squirm!
My hips were thrusting forward to
meet his thrusts till he came.
Discharged all his cum inside me.
Men can never never control
themselves. I think it gives them a
high to discharge inside a girl who is
not exactly keen for a fuck in the
first place.

I silently thanked God I was on pills

otherwise it would have been very
difficult to decide the child in case I
became pregnant. After all both
Shekhar and Michael had discharged
inside me. Trusting men in such
matters is pointless. They
themselves will never carry a
condom and will also not point this
fact out to a friend either. The Dileep
episode!

Had he insisted I might have agreed

to another round of love making as
well. Thankfully he did not. He again
praised my breasts, sucked my
nipples; said that the photographs
would be better if they were erect.
He still wanted the photographs. He
had put on his trousers but insisted
that I remain nude. I if course had
wiped the cum clean by the time
Shekhar returned and am sure he did
not suspect anything.

Michael and Shannon left shortly

after that. Shekhar and I left the next
day. It was an incredible experience.
The liberalism of Shekhar is
something I cherish. He says that a
drab one man one woman life is
useless and a waste as compared to
a life where one is committed to one
another but enjoys sex with different
partners. Of what use is monotony in
one’s life if one is fortunate enough
to get different good partners?
Initially I thought he was morally
depraved but now I know he is right.
While Shekhar was naughty enough
to get me fucked by Dileep(although
unknowingly) and Michael(blowjob). I
too have something planned for him.
When we landed in Delhi I was duly
clad in a blue salwar suit with a
dupatta duly draped in my neck. As
my in-laws welcomed me and
embraced me I was wondering what
their reaction would be if they knew
what their demure and shy daughter-
in-law had been upto in St. Tropez.
Shekhar perhaps understood what
was going on in my mind and we
exchanged smiles.

“ Beti, I hope all the nudity there did

not disturb you. ” My mother-in-law
said.

“ No, ” I said “ But whatever nudity

was there made your son very
happy. It was difficult to pull him
away from all the nude foreign girls”
I replied impishly knowing fully well
that he could not say that I, their
daughter in law, was as nude as they
were.

“ Oh, he is such a rascal. ” She

laughed. We went into our rooms.
And again made wild love for weeks
altogether.

I don’t know. Should I take Shekhar

into confidence regarding the Bhasu
and the actual fucking by Michael
episodes. Will he mind it? But should
I? Please help, readers.

Indian Wife Blossoms Again

byrupanita©

"Ani, love!" Shekhar called as he

returned from the office. " A surprise
and a strange co-incidence. Guess
what? "

"What is it, darling? " I asked giving

him a peck on the cheek. We had
been married for four years and had
a wonderful marriage. Though there
was a bit of cheating involved, on my
part of course( I naturally didn't
know about Shekhar), it had only
added the desired spice to our
marriage. I was 30 years old and to
put it in Shekhar's words, as wild as
they come.
"Last year we had gone to St. Tropez
for a holiday around this time of the
year. This year I have to go there on
account of my work. " Shekhar
sounded excited.

"St. Tropez? Wow, that's wonderful!

But are you going alone? " A sudden
doubt had crept into my mind.

"St. Tropez? Gee, that's wonderful!"

squeeled my 22 year old younger
sister Sunita who was visiting us.

"Don't be silly. What is the point in

going there without my sexy wife?
The hotel will kick me out if they see
me checking in alone. " Shekhar
replied to my query with a twinkle in
his eye.

"You really know how to flatter. There

are dozens of girls there. " I smiled
at him.

"Sure, there are but, but... jokes

apart, this time they have actually
invited the both of you also. "

And Shekhar hugged me tightly. I

could feel his erection over the skirt
that I was wearing. Due to the
presence of Sunita he naturally could
not afford to take too many liberties.
I could very well understand the
reason for Shekhar's erection. While
at his persuasion I had agreed to
take my top off subsequent events
had taken such a shape that I
stripped fully on the beach,
something I had never imagined in
my wildest dreams. Not only that
there was wild sex involved, with my
husband and well, without him as
well. That however is another story.
This time with Sunita around, well...
a certain amount of restraint would
have to be exercised.

"Sunita as well? " I couldn't hold

back my surprise.

"Yes, they asked me to bring you

over and when I said that my sister-
in-law, and a very pretty one at that
was also staying over, they insisted
that I bring her over as well. "
Shekhar replied mischievously.

Having disentangled myself from his

bear hug I started going towards the
kitchen to get him a cup of tea but
he insisted that we sit on the sofa
and talk. Seeing the dreamy look in
my eyes Shekhar asked, "
Remembering Michael? " I blushed
again.

" Why only Michael? Why not

Shannon as well? " I countered.
"Who is Michael? Who is Shannon?
Your friends? " Sunita butted in.

"Okay, okay. Well you will be happy

to know that I have been called there
by Michael. He and I will be busy for
a day or two. During this period,
Shannon and you and Sunita,
especially you can drive the guys
crazy on the beach. "

Shekhar was like that. Always proud

to show off my body in public. But
surprisingly we had never gone in for
a swap. Though I was not really
averse to it but since Shekhar had
never brought up the topic, even I
did not. For those of you who are
joining me for the first time let me
describe ourselves. I am fair, slim,
stand 5 feet 6 inches in my bare feet
in which you can usually find me
because Shekhar says that my feet
are very pretty. My breasts are 34 C,
nipples are brownish chocolatey in
color, with black eyes and hair.
Shekhar is 5 feet 11 inches tall, lean,
fair though not as fair as I am and is
an excellent companion.

Seeing Sunita so excited I could not

really decide as to what to do. The
place was a nudist resort and I was
not sure as to how she would
respond to the place. Sure, she had a
lovely body, was bold, uninhibited
and one who was fond of enjoying
life. However to imagine a nude
Sunita, with her youthful taut breasts
and a nude Shekhar who would
naturally be unable to hold back his
erection at the same beach! I did not
know how to react except to grin
sheepishly. As such it was okay. After
all, she too was an adult and was as
much entitled to show off her body
as any one else. Shekhar was of
course grinning from ear to ear and I
am sure he was getting excited by
imagining that very scene due to
which I was squirming. Naughty,
naughty men! No matter how many
nude females they see, their
appetite never seems to whet. If
anything, the more sex they are
exposed to the more they want.

I felt a tremendous sense of

anticipation deep in the pit of my
stomach. Should I or should I not
strip? A lot depended on the way
things would turn out. In case I did
strip, Michael would again go nuts
and while last time I was fortunate
enough in going undetected by
Shekhar this time my luck may run
out. Shekhar would not mind even if
he came to know, of that I was sure
but what answer would I give if he
asked me as to why I had kept this
matter hidden for over a year. And
Sunita, perhaps I would have to take
her into confidence. We were pretty
close and she would keep my little
physical adventure with Michael a
secret.

While Shekhar went and sat at the

computer to generate a few pending
reports and Sunita started imagining
herself on the beach right away, I
made my way to the bathroom.
There I stripped and looked at myself
in the mirror and unthinkingly toyed
with the chain Shekhar had given me
recently. Like all women, Indians
more so, I was fond of trinkets.
Shekhar had told me that this was an
ancient bond of love. As long as I
wore it, the two of us would be
inseparable. I held it, bounced it off
my firm breasts, and tried to fit a
breast through its loop. Somehow, I
felt Shekhar was touching me each
time the chain made contact with
her flesh. Besides the earrings, I
wore a pair of dainty anklets, the tiny
toe rings and a girdle around my
waist which had accentuated my
nudity when I had finally stripped
there. All these things had been
generously praised by Shannon and
in my heart of hearts I wanted
nothing less than an encore.

Nonetheless I waxed myself getting

rid of virtually all the hair. " A woman
should have hair in only four places:
head, eyebrows, eyelashes and
pussy" was one of Shekhar's
favourite quotes. Not really knowing
why but this time I shaved off all my
pussy hair, unlike the last time,
leaving just a thin vertical strip of
hair. While at that time also my
pussy had a certain shape but the
lips were not visible. This time they
would be. Apprehension, excitement,
nervousness, anticipation! God, it
was too much. By the time I was
through I had reached two orgasms.
What compounded the excitement
there was the fact that one ran into
nude men as well.

However at times the best laid plans

of 'men and mice' as the adage says,
go awry. Just two days before our
departure, we received a message
that Sunita had to go to Kolkata for
an interview before a reputed firm of
Accountants headed by one Mr. B.
Sarkar. Had it been any other offer,
we would have ignored it but to be
called by Mr. Sarkar was any fresh
graduate's dream come true. So,
while I thanked God in my heart of
hearts, outwardly I expressed
sadness that Sunita was not going to
accompany us and in doing so I felt
like a bloody hypocrite. Poor Shekhar
was absolutely heart broken. This
appeared to be a tailor made to see
Sunita nude entirely due to the play
of circumstances and it had all been
spoilt.

We wanted to reach there on a

Sunday morning but unfortunately
the plane tickets were not available
so we landed there on Monday
morning. For old times' sake, we
checked into the same hotel. It felt
kind of funny to face the same staff
knowing that they had seen me
naked last year.

"Don't be silly!" Shekhar chided me.

" You think that they are after you?
There are so many nude girls who
come and go. And even if they have
sen you naked, so what? What is the
point of getting naked if you don't
want anybody to see you? " What
Shekhar said made sense.

We soon located Michael and

Shannon. They had a lovely six
month old son with them. His name
was George. They too were putting
up at the same hotel. Shekhar
showered quickly and was gone
within no time, promising to be back
by noon. However at around 2
o'clock there was a message from
Michael for Shannon that they would
be delayed and that we i. e. the
women could go to the beach. What
however surprised me however was
Shannon's conspiratorial query that I
overheard. It appeared to me that
she was asking Michael that since I
had come alone whether they should
go ahead. This bemused me a bit but
soon I forgot all about that.

We decided to go to the beach at

around 5. For old times sake I
decided to wear a bikini of the same
color that I had worn the last time
but with a slight difference that this
was tied with strings instead of
elastic. When I telephoned Shannon,
there was no response from her
room. I naturally presumed that she
had already left for the beach. I did
feel a bit odd walking to the beach
wading through a huge crowd of
bikini clad, topless and nude women
and men. Somehow, being from a
country where public nudity is
usually frowned upon, one gets the
feeling that one is the cynosure of all
eyes. Of course, Shekhar says that I
do make heads turn and make
flaccid cocks erect but I am sure that
he says this only to flatter me.

Sure enough I found Shannon sitting

on a towel along with her son. She
had taken her top off. It was obvious
that she had been breastfeeding
George till very recently because her
breasts still appeared to be quite
large.
"O, come Anita, come. "she
welcomed me. " I am sorry I came to
the beach without informing you. "

"That is okay. " I smiled at her.

"And, how have you been during all

these days? I can see that you have
only grown prettier. , " she said.

"Come on, now and don't pull my

leg. " I laughed.

"Okay, but why are you still with that

top? Don't you know that pretty girls
who don't discard their top are
arrested by the police. " She teased
me.

"Give me some time at least. What

did you expect me to do? Walk down
from the hotel topless? " I said.

"Of course not. " she said with mock

seriousness. " I expected you to walk
down nude. "

"Now, now, Shannon. You are again

getting naughty. " I said untying my
bikini top.

"Good, that is more like a good girl. I

had said it before and I will say it
again. You have a lovely pair of
breasts. " Shannon said as my
breasts leapt free.

"Thanks Shannon but I don't really

think that is the case. " I said.

"Well, be modest if you must. I have

some important business with you
but first you must do as I say. "
Shannon said.

"Okay, what is it? " I asked.

"Just stand up. " She said in all

seriousness. Just as I stood up, she
repeated what she had done the last
time albeit with a difference. Instead
of pulling it down, she just untied the
knot and in a fraction of a second I
was nude. Again. It was a shock,
although not a rude one. Perhaps in
my heart of hearts I really wanted
this to happen. Shannon after all was
a friend and there were no other
acquaintances the presence of who
could embarrass me. However
Shannon was pleasantly surprised.

"I see that you have become

smarter. " She said. " But jokes
apart, this is looking pretty. You are
in for a long time of pointed stares. "

"You are impossible. " I said and said

down with my heels covering my
pussy and the drawn up knees
slightly hiding the breasts. The
weather was quite pleasant. There
was a nice breeze blowing and as
Shannon had rightly predicted I was
getting appreciate glances both from
men and women.

"Now for the business part of things.

" Shannon said while trying to
control George who was insisting on
pulling whatever his little hands
could get a grip on. " You remember
that the last time you were here
Michael had said that we were on the
lookout for a girl for his brother. We
had your sister in mind but somehow
the matter did not get ahead.
Michael's brother John is a software
engineer and glamour photography
is his passion. I am sorry love, but
we have played a little trick on you. "
Shannon raised her hand and I saw a
young man about 32 or 33 years
walk upto us. " Actually I had praised
you so much that he wanted to see
you and your sister nude. It is just
tough luck that your sister did not
come. I was a bit apprehensive that
you would not strip in the presence
of someone who may well get
married to your sister, so I ensured
that you strip first. Meet my brother
in law John. "

I was aghast. Here I was in a foreign

country as nude as a new born baby
and being asked to get up and shake
hands with a man, also nude, who
may well go on to become my
brother-in-law. It was a very
uncomfortable position to be in but
there was virtually no way to wriggle
out of it. I did get up, well; I had to,
blushing beetroot red and shook
hands with John. Let me describe
him. Height about as tall as Shekhar.
A lean body, complexion slightly
darker than Shannon, short hair,
very little hair over the chest or the
groin and a cock that was, hold your
breath, uncircumcised, like that of
Shekhar and unlike that of his
brother, Michael. What I found even
more amazing was the nonchalance
with which Shannon was sitting there
topless and that was what gave me
some courage. After all he was her
brother in law too and if she could be
topless in front of him then it was
perhaps okay if I was well, nude.
Moreover I had been tricked into it
and it was hardly my fault.

"Hi, Anita. Nice to see you. My

brother Michael and Shannon had
praised you so much that well, it was
an absolute must to meet you. I am
happy to say that that they had not
exaggerated. Initially when I was
seeing you from a distance I thought
that you were my prospective bride.
" He said drinking in my nude body.

"Thanks for the compliment. "I

mumbled.

"John, " he said. " My name is John. "

"I think George is a bit

uncomfortable. He does not like
travelling and is perhaps too young
to appreciate pretty girls so I'll just
take him around. You two carry on.
And yes, don't forget to take this
bottle of lotion. It is effective during
the day for protection against the
sun and in the evening for protection
against mosquitoes and little insects.
" And Shannon left us before I could
even respond.

We were silent for a while. My fingers

were interlocked and over my pussy
and my eyes were on my toes which
were involuntarily digging into the
warm sand of the beach. Yet another
thing is that when I am excited my
nipples become as hard as rose buds
and are easily noticeable by all. It
appears that my discomfiture was
noticed by John who, in order to
compliment me said, " You have a
nice pair of breasts. "

"Thanks... John. " I added

remembering that he liked to be
addressed by his name.

"Well, you can return the

compliment. " He said saucily.

Mustering up some courage, I

decided to make the most of the
situation. "You too have a nice...
body. " I wanted to say cock but
somehow the tongue refused to utter
it. At least at that time.

"Look, we don't have all the time in

the world, so let us stop being coy.
So be frank and let us get the
conversation going. " He said.
"Well, okay. You have a very different
cock as compared to your brother. " I
said.

"To each his own. " He replied

nonchalantly. " And yes, your pussy
too is cute. Why don't we take a
walk? I can see that you are not very
comfortable here. " As he mentioned
my pussy, I could see his cock
gradually stiffening. Perhaps it was
because of that that he had
suggested a walk

As we walked, we could see people

of all races and nationalities, young
and old, male and female. Although
this was my second time there, this
was perhaps the first time that I was
walking. Gradually I felt John's hand
on my shoulder. "It is, well, sad that I
could not meet your husband today.
Shekhar, his name is? " John asked.
"Yes. " I replied.

"He is lucky to have a wife like you.

"John said.

" Aw, come on. " I suddenly laughed

at the complement.

"Actually, we are from a very free

thinking society. And when I see a
girl who although from a different
culture celebrates her body I am
impressed. We have a system in
place where in order to get married
to a girl, I have to see her nude. Not
only me, my whole family should
also see her nude. We do not think
that nudity or sex is something that
should be kept under wraps. I was
somehow under the impression that
your sister would be her so my entire
family would get to see her.
Unfortunately she too is not here. "
To say that I was surprised would be
an understatement. John was not
only expecting Sunita to be here but
was also expecting her to be nude
not only in front of the crowd at the
beach but in front of all of us
including her prospective in-laws. Of
course, had she been here this is
what it would have been like but the
candour and nonchalance of
someone who could in a couple of
months' time be my younger sister's
husband was amazing. Unwittingly
my eyes glanced down to his cock,
which due to a host of reasons was
now partially erect. I think I was not
discreet enough.

"Yes, this is the organ your sister will

have if everything works out. " John
laughed.

"And is the system vice verca as

well? " I asked incredulously.

"Of course, it is. Are you not seeing

me as I am? University degrees,
earnings are there for everyone to
see but marital bliss is most
important. And how is it like in your
society? " John asked.

"In our society... well, what can I say.

It is actually the other extreme.
There good girls are not supposed to
expose the leg above the knee, or
even a bare arm. Nudity is
unthinkable and even those who
somehow manage to display a bit of
cleavage are considered loose
charactered. " I replied.

"That is awful. " John was

sympathetic. "No wonder you were a
trifle uneasy. But relax. Once you
come to our place you will be able to
see for yourself how much we
actually practise what we preach. A
guest or a relative can stay there
just as he fels like, scantily clad or
nude. No questions asked and no
innuendos. We don't judge a person
by the exposure of his/her body but
by his deeds. In fact the more his/her
commitment to enjoyment of sex,
the better humans they are. We are
not squeemish about nudity and sex
and I am happy that you are like us.
"

We went through a few bushes to a

little sandy part of the main beach. It
was a sweet little place, looking out
on the orange strip of light that
reflected the setting sun. There were
a few rocky outcrops around, which
also demarcated the limits of the
beach as well as the trees and
bushes that drooped down to the
water, and these hid this part of the
beach almost entirely from the rest
of the beach.

This was a place that was fairly

deserted. The sun was also on the
verge of setting. Except for two or
three couples at a distance we were
alone. John caught hold of my waist
and made me turn around so that I
was facing him. My nipples were
erect. After all, this was the first time
I was in a public place fully nude with
another man. The excitement was a
bit too much and I was all wet inside.
In this position his cock was now
touching my sparse pussy hair and
the skin. He had placed his hands on
my buttocks with a little pressure
pulled me towards him. His erect
cock was actually touching the hot
centre of my sex, the little tuft of
hair and the tender lips around my
vagina. This was gorgeous: an
amazingly warm glow throbbed
inside him as he felt the wetness
between my thighs.

"Nudity is very important. It lets you

see the other sex in all its
magnificence as nature intended to
bestow on it. It keeps one in shape. It
peels off all hypocricy and one gets
to see the most pretty females. " His
voice was a whisper.

John's hands were in my armpits and

due to the pressure my nipples were
touching his chest.

"Do you make love to all the nude

girls you come across? Don't forget
that I may be your sister in law soon.
" I said much against my wishes.

"No, I don't make love to all of them

or else that is all that I would be
doing. I don't confuse nudity with
sex. But... but there are some who
ooze sexuality and sensuality. And
why should I, or rather, why should
we we hold back? As regards being
my sister-n-law, sure, you may be.
But today you are not. And I will not
be a hypocrite. Even if it was certain
that I was going to marry your sister
I would not hold back. If you disliked
what I said, say so. "John said
salaciously and carried on in a lighter
tone. " Moreover would you not like
to experiment with an organ which
your sister will experience hereafter?
"

"This is a place where we may be

seen. " I protested meekly, knowing
that it was not true.

John however gave no reply. His lips

were on my lips, his strong hands on
my temples and his fingers running
through my hair.

"I always use a test whenever a

pretty girl appears to be unwilling. If
she is wet, she is just refusing for the
sake of refusal... " John said.

By this time, I had somehow

surrendered to his charms. He sure
did have a way with women.

"There is no need for a test. "I

whispered in his ear. " You know the
truth. "

"Have you ever made love in water?

" he asked.

I shook my head, expecting him to

lead me to the water. Instead he
bent, licked and sucked the nipples
till they ached and only then pulled
me towards the water. As we stood
in knee deep water with a few
smooth rocks behind us, his fingers
crept down between my thighs,
feeling the sizzling heat beneath my
mound, where my soft labia were
saturated with the moisture. I
moaned and shuddered as his well
manicured fingers dipped into the
lips of my smouldering vagina and
moved up to gently touch my clit
under its tender hood. His fingers
deftly played inside the pussy moist
with my juices, while the middle
finger of his other hand penetrated
me deeply, squeezing into my
tightness and amplifying the
pleasure manifold.

He licked the nape of my neck and

then his tongue started its journey
downwards, encountering and
kissing the swollen breasts ( which
after that were taken over by his
hands who squeezed them hard
reminding me of the squeeze by
Michael), on to my belly button till I
finally found it trying to push its way
into the moist lips of my pussy. His
lips caught hold of the pussy lips
while his tongue explored the
insides. After a few wonderfully
pleasurable moments it was
necessary to put an end to this or
else I would have climaxed there
itself.

Casting all inhibitions aside, I

stepped around to his front and
kissed him briefly and gingerly on
the lips, a wonderful sensation that
seemed to taste sweet and creamy. I
then dropped to a crouching position
in front of him to take the head of his
throbbing organ in my mouth. A
moment later, much to his surprise,
my hands swept back up his thighs
to his cock, and he suddenly found
his entire cock engulfed by my hot
mouth. It took only a few instants for
my tongue to work him over until his
erection seemed ready to explode
fully in my mouth which I did not
want at that particular time.
Although it was now approaching
twilight I looked into his eyes and
moaned as I disengaged my mouth
from his cock and instead directed it
at the entry of my vagina. As he
filled me, his eyes widened at the
sudden, unexpected penetration.
Even I was unaware as to how the
situations had reversed and my body
had taken full control of the situation
and my mind seemed to be a part of
the audience happy to watch an
erotic performance of a woman
indulging all her passions.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm... " we
groaned in unison as began a slow
rhythm, stirring his cock inside my
hot wetness.

"This is sheer bliss. " John said. "You

are far sexier than anyone I have
met. I fervently hope that your sister
is at least half as good as you are. "

"She may be better. " I grinned and

kissed him deeply, gyrating my hips
to explore every textural quality
available as our bodies converged.
His hands moved around to my
behind, squeezing himself inside me
deeper than ever, reaching parts
that no one else other than my
husband ( obviously and that too
within the safe confines of our home
in India) had reached before,
producing tingling sensations that I
had never thought possible. Even in
that largely uncomfortable position
with my back resting on the rocks I
could feel his manhood inside my
pussy, not an entirely unfamiliar
feeling for a married woman but still
with a novelty of its own, like a hot
rod inside the soft and tight opening
of my vaginal lips which having been
teased for a while were crazy with
anticipation and had caught the
entering cock in their vice like but
smooth grip.

The intense feelings surged through

our bodies like pure magic and
electricity in a unique fusion,
pulsating and throbbing from their
union all the way out to the tips of
our toes.

John was however one who was

always in control. " These toe rings
and anklets? Rubbing my shin, giving
a pleasurable gaze. Nice they are. "

"Thanx. " I said, not really willing to

go into the details of my toe rings
and anklets.

It was better than I could have

imagined. Every tissue in my body
strained to accept and meet his
powerful, but controlled movements.
I could feel his heavy balls softly
smacking against my perenium each
time he pushed against me, and
soon we were rocking together...
gradually building the tempo. I
discovered that, if I leaned back on
the rocks and arched my pelvis at
just the right angle, his swollen shaft
would rake against my
hypersensitive clitoris occasionally,
causing sharp tremors of pure
pleasure within my mind and body.

He intensified the contact of his

erection on the front wall of my
vagina, caressing that most sensitive
region to really set my body afire. It
was as if my hands were not mine,
gripping him more and more
desperately. My involuntary moans
were uncontrollable and I secretly
thanked my stars that this was a
secluded area as he rode me,
clinging on in the water while the
sensations exploded inside me,
rippling throughout my hot vagina as
it shed its earlier hesitation and
boldly squeezed his rigid column.
When it came, our orgasm was so
explosive that I let out a high-pitch
yell ( I may have scared other lovers
nearby but it was something I
couldn't help) urgently releasing the
flood of energy that I was
experiencing as his burning seed
flooded inside me. I could actually
feel his semen entering my insides
with the thrust of a brutal,
unstoppable force and the thick
white heavy sticky and welcome
discharge virtually flooding everthing
on its way.

I gripped his head in my hands,

kissing his mouth wildly and
passionately as the orgasm
detonated within me and John's own
orgasm rushed throughout his body
so that had he not been standing in
the soft sand of the beach, he might
have slumped back in the water.

After a long while when the waves of

pleasure had slightly dissipated, we
started our walk back to the place
where we had left Shannon. It was
fairly dark though people could still
be seen. The bright glowing lights of
the hotel were casting a shadow at
the expanse of the land where we
were walking. This place had proved
to be an eye opener for me. If the
previous sex with Michael was
wonderful, this was mind blowing. I
felt very snug, very comfortable and
very much proud of my nudity. It was
as if I was a new convert to this
thought. In order to make small talk,
John asked, "You did not mind that I
came inside you? "

"You are asking a married woman

such a question? Does it make any
difference? If anything it only
enhanced the pleasure. " I replied
candidly.

Encouraged by my candour he
asked, "Do I pass the test? "

I stopped walking to stand on my

toes and gave him a kiss on the lips.

"What do you think? " I asked. His

hands were again on my breasts
which he solemnly cupped and
kissed.

We resumed our walk. " Incidentally,

why did Sunita not come? "

"She was called for an interview by a

reputed firm of Accountants in
Calcutta. " I replied.

"Calcutta? " John stopped. " Even I

have a friend there who is an
Accountant. One B. Sarkar. Real
smart guy who has a way with girls.
Almost every girl who has worked
with him has been to bed with him.
Not only that they always have
reams of praises to heap upon him.
His body language is sheer magic. Is
that where she has gone? "

"Yes, he is the one. " I appeared to

be a bit concerned.

John laughed. " Well, if Sunita does

get a job, it is there that she will lose
her virginity. But its okay. After all I
am willing to do anything to be in the
same family as you are. "

"Does he, does he exploit the girls? "

I was now concerned.

"Don't worry. Liking girls and making

love to them does not mean
exploitation? Applying that yardstick
would you say that I have exploited
you? As I told you he has a way with
them. He will send them erotic CDs,
give them gifts of exotic lingerie like
G-Strings atc. And before you know it
he has them eating out of his hands.
But he is one of the best. " John
replied.

By now we had reached the place

from where we had started. During
our absence, Shekhar and Michael
had finished their work and were on
the beach waiting for us.

"Hi, You naughty! Where were you? "

Shekhar said getting up and giving
me a hug. Despite a busy day he
appeared to be pretty fresh.

"We were just getting bored without

you so a walk. Just to while away the
time. " I replied snuggling up to him.
" By the way meet John. He is
Michael's younger brother and the
one they would like Sunita to marry.
"

As Shekhar and John shook hands, I

could not but help noticing the
tremendous similarities between
their cocks. In the twilight even the
difference in the complexion was not
visible and one seemed to be a
mirror image of the other. A thought
just crossed my mind that here on
this beach I was nude and in the
company of three nude men all of
whom had made love to me. And this
sexual blossoming was due to my
darling husband who had
encouraged me to discover my
sexuality.