Nisha and I were taking a walk after dinner. Suddenly, Nisha noticed the boy from the beach, Yes, the brat we teased. He was with his parents. His Mom’s face seemed familiar to me. I looked carefully for a moment. Then it struck me that she might be my school friend, Neha, but I wasn’t sure.
She, too, was looking at me, trying to recognize me. Then suddenly, she asked, “Priya?” I asked, “Neha?” We hugged each other and reminisced about our school days. She introduced us to her husband, Danish, and her son, Rahul. Rahul was visibly embarrassed, knowing that I knew his mum.
He stood quietly in the background. I introduced them to my friend, Nisha. They had recently moved to our city. After a brief chat, I thought it was best to say goodbye before our husbands arrived to avoid any confusion later. I took Neha’s number, and we parted ways, heading back to our rooms.
Nisha and I decided to text our husbands to call them over. I messaged Akash, “If you want dessert, come to the room in 10 and bring your ‘gear’.” Nisha, in front of me, also messaged Imran, saying she had an itch that needed scratching. Soon, both men arrived, and we went to our respective rooms.
As soon as we entered the room, Akash took out his ‘gear’ and said, “Give me my dessert.”
Me: Wait a moment. The dressing is still pending.
I took out a bottle of honey, quickly undressed, lay on the bed, and poured it all over my body. Akash undressed and quickly buried his face between my legs. He licked all the honey clean and vigorously pleasured me with his fingers and mouth. The sensation was intense.
I soon climaxed, releasing a flood of fluids that he eagerly licked up. Even after I climaxed, he continued pleasuring me more intensely. I told him to get into the 69 position. He quickly did, continuing to pleasure me as if he were a starving child.
I took his dick into my mouth and sucked it, applying some honey from the bottle nearby. We pleasured each other in perfect sync. I inserted my finger into his rear while continuing to suck him. His body shuddered with the added stimulation. I maintained my pace, pleasuring him with my mouth and finger.
Me: Akash, I need to pee…
Akash: Me too.
Me: How about I do it in your mouth?
I placed my cunt over his mouth and started to pee. It came out in bursts, making noises, and he couldn’t drink it all. I then aimed at his face, drenching it completely. I peed for quite a while. Akash stood up and aimed at my mouth. He then started to fuck me with pure passion and raw lust.
We were exhausted, but we continued for a bit longer until both of us were satisfied. We lay there, breathless, for a while. Akash then got up and brought a wine glass. He collected the nectar from my cunt and offered me a drink. We then shared a long, passionate kiss.
The bed was quite messy. In our exhausted state, we removed the sheet and fell asleep as we were. Anyone entering our room would have thought we were wild animals. I hadn’t done anything with Akash that I hadn’t done with Imran. But Akash’s stamina was better, and I was fully satisfied.
We slept naked. When we woke up, it was 7 a.m. We planned to have breakfast at 8 and then check out to head home. When we were ready, I checked my mobile. I saw a message from Imran saying they were already at the breakfast table, waiting for us. We quickly went to join them.
Imran and Nisha looked tired, too. Imran usually goes slow but lasts long. So they might have continued their activities late into the night. We were all visibly tired. We started with strong espresso, and then Imran ordered orange juice for everyone. We took our time having breakfast and relaxing at the table.
Imran: As promised, no one will talk about what happened yesterday. We will now decide if we want to continue this in the future. Here are four slips. Everyone writes their choice. If even one person doesn’t want to continue, we will drop the idea. If everyone agrees, we will plan the next outing. If anyone has suggestions, write them down, too.
We all wrote our choices on the slips. Imran read them one by one,
Slip 1: (Nisha) Fuck Yes! Let’s continue and make it even more exciting.
Slip 2: (Akash) Absolutely. We need this. I NEED THIS.
Slip 3: (Imran) Yup, we should continue and plan a trip to a nude beach.
Slip 4: (Priya) Aye, let’s continue and try to include more people in the group.
We were all happy that everyone wanted to continue. We decided to try and expand our group by inviting trusted friends.
At that moment, I saw Neha, Danish, and Rahul approaching. I introduced them to Imran and Akash, explaining that Neha was my school friend who had recently moved to our city. They were also here for the Diwali holidays. We invited them to join our table and chatted while having breakfast.
Rahul still seemed nervous. I gave him a reassuring smile, indicating that there was nothing to worry about. Neha was one of the most beautiful girls in school. Yesterday, Rahul mentioned that his Mom’s breasts were bigger than mine and Nisha’s. He wasn’t lying.
Neha wore a sari, and her breasts were indeed large, with a significant portion visible outside her blouse. I noticed Imran and Akash admiring her, too. As we planned to check out soon, we said goodbye and headed back to our room. I told Neha to call me when she got home.
We checked out of the hotel and headed home. It was a day filled with intense experiences. Now, sitting in the car with Imran, we were a normal couple again. As promised, we didn’t talk about the previous day. Akash and Nisha dropped us off at our house and said goodbye.
I thanked Imran for the trip, and we went to our room. I felt a lot of love for Imran and hinted that I wanted his cock. I checked Vinay’s room and saw he was still asleep, probably from staying up late playing video games.
Me: Imran, Vinay is still sleeping, so please, just once.
Imran: As you wish, babe, but just oral. I don’t have the energy to do anything else right now.
Me: I don’t have the strength for anything more, either. Just let me do this.
We went to our bedroom, and I undressed Imran.
Me: Imran, should I take off my top and bra, or is this enough?
Imran: Yes, take them off. It’ll help me get ready faster. My dick is still exhausted.
I took off my top and bra, laying them on the bed. Imran sat on the bed while I knelt and played with his dick. My face was towards the bedroom door, and I noticed we had forgotten to close it in our haste. I know such a cliché, but let’s go with it, lol.
But since Vinay was asleep, I continued playing with his cock. It became evident that Imran had fucked Nisha’s ass. I took his dick in my mouth, caressing his balls with my hands. I cleaned every drop of precum from the tip with my tongue.
Suddenly, I noticed Vinay peeking through the door and watching everything. I realized it was a complicated situation; we should have closed the door. If I stopped sucking Imran’s dick now, he would find out why. I wasn’t sure how he would react.
But if I continued, Vinay wasn’t leaving and was trying to watch secretly. So, I thought, he’s already seen this side of his mother. I kept sucking Imran’s dick but with even more speed. Imran also got aroused by my speed and started moaning. I couldn’t tell him that our son was watching us.
He was thoroughly enjoying getting his dick sucked. I also forgot that my son was watching me and focused on sucking. After a while, Imran started to come, and he released his load into my mouth. I looked over to the door discreetly to see that Vinay had left. I swallowed all the cum calmly.
I didn’t want to tell Imran that we had accidentally given our son a show, so I didn’t mention it. Imran put his pants back on and, noticing the open door, said, “We should have closed it.” He worried that Vinay might have seen us. I told him I was in such a hurry that I forgot. We’ll be more careful next time.
I behaved normally with Vinay, and he acted normal, too. I didn’t let him know that I saw him watching us. Vinay also pretended everything was fine even though he had secretly watched the whole scene.
There was a strange excitement in knowing that while I was sucking Imran’s dick with my boobs out, Vinay was watching. I don’t know why, but it was thrilling.
The next day, the holidays ended. Imran went to the office, and Vinay went to college. I got a call from Neha, and I invited her for lunch. We hadn’t seen each other in a long time, so we had a lot to talk about. We chatted on the phone about normal things, and she accepted my invitation.
I asked her to come a bit early so we could go swimming. Around 11 AM, Neha rang the doorbell. We hugged each other. I made coffee for both of us, and we sat down to chat. We talked about our lives after school, our marriages, and our families.
Me: Come on, Neha, let’s go swimming. Are you ready?
Neha: Yes, I’m wearing a bikini. But won’t it be a problem here? There will be other people from the condo, right? Does anyone else wear bikinis here?
Me: Usually, the pool is empty at this time. Many ladies wear bikinis. Don’t worry about it. I’ll change too.
Neha: Okay, if you say so. Also, bring me a towel.
Me: Yeah, I have a new towel for you. And you brought underwear to change into after swimming, right?
Neha: Yes, I brought them.
Me: Okay, then put your change of clothes in this bag.
Then, I started changing in front of Neha. I got completely naked and then put on my bikini, covering up with a long top.
Neha: Wow, you’ve kept yourself in great shape.
Me: Thanks, Neha. You’ve maintained yourself well, too. Don’t mind me saying, but you’re hot.
Neha: Yes, I’ve become a bit plump, but in the right places.
We both laughed. Then we went swimming. The pool was empty except for one other lady in a bikini. Neha’s hesitation faded upon seeing this. We placed our things on two lounge chairs. I took off my top and started showering near the pool in my bikini.
Neha joined me under the shower. It was the first time I saw her in a bikini. Honestly, her boobs were barely contained by her bikini. More than half of her breasts were free. Then we both entered the pool. After swimming for a while, we stood by the side.
Me: Honestly, Neha, your boobs are amazing. I never thought they’d be this big in our school days.
Neha: They’ve become quite large. What can I do? They keep growing.
Me: I guess Danish is a big fan of boobs!
Neha: Yes, he’s been a boob fan since day one. He’s sucked more milk than Rahul.
We both laughed at this.
Me: That’s everyone’s story.
Neha: How’s your sex life these days?
Me: No complaints, Neha. It’s fine. He’s still very good in bed. How’s Danish? How many times a week does he have sex with you?
Neha: He’s also very good at sex. But these days, it’s much less frequent. We’re down to once a week. How many times do you have sex?
Me: We try daily. But at least four times a week, for sure.
Neha: Nice. I don’t know why our sex life has decreased. It feels like we’re just getting tired of it.
Me: Try something new, something exciting for both of you.
Neha: Like what? We’ve tried everything.
Me: What have you tried?
Neha: We’ve done all the positions, oral sex, anal sex, everything. We’ve even done role-plays. We’ve done every possible role-play.
Me: Have you ever had sex under the open sky, in a public place?
Neha: No, how would we do that?
Me: I don’t mean in front of the public. I mean in a public place where there are some blind spots, a quiet place where you can have sex but still have the thrill of someone catching you. Try it. It’s a different kind of excitement. Like when we met at the hotel, we had sex on the beach after dark.
Neha: Wow, that sounds exciting. I’ll see if I can convince Danish.
Me: And have you ever been with another man?
Neha: No, how’s that possible? Don’t tell me you have.
Me: No, no, how would that be possible? (I didn’t want to reveal our swap arrangement yet, as promised).
Neha: I wish I could try a different dick, but it’s not easy.
Me: That’s true. At our age, it can get a bit monotonous with the same partner. But we can try new things. I was talking to Nisha about this, too. She feels the same way. She wants to but can’t do anything.
Neha: Why didn’t you invite Nisha too?
Me: She was a bit busy this morning. I’ll invite her next time. We’ll have more to talk about.
Neha: Alright, now feed me lunch. I’m hungry.
I checked the time; it was 1 p.m., so we swam a bit more quickly. After swimming, we went to the shower room together, taking our change of clothes. After showering, I took off my bikini in front of her, and she also took off her bikini. We were both completely naked.
We admired each other’s bodies and complimented each other. Then we dried ourselves with towels. Neha put on her bra, but it was quite small for her boobs. More than half of her breasts were out. I didn’t say anything at that moment.
Then we changed clothes and went back to the room. I served lunch. Then, I brought up the topic of bras.
Me: What’s your bra size?
Neha: 38DD. You’re asking because my bra looks small, right?
Me: Yes, I mean, is it on purpose or something else?
Neha: What can I say? I bought very few bras. And in the shops here, I couldn’t find 38DD anywhere. Everyone was laughing at my boobs.
Me: Yes, that’s a problem here. Haven’t you noticed how small the girls’ breasts are here? Forget 38DD. Sometimes, even 36C and D are hard to find. Even if they have them, they are padded so that girls with small breasts can wear them with padding.
Neha: Yes, exactly. I was too embarrassed to look in more shops.
Me: I’ll take you to a local market. They have perfect bras there in all sizes.
Neha: Wow, that would be great. When should we go?
Me: Let’s go today. Tell Danish you’re going shopping. I’ll call Nisha to join us.
Neha: Okay, that sounds good. We can have coffee together too.
Then I called Nisha and invited her to the local market. Neeta and I reached the local market again. Nisha had already arrived there. We greeted each other formally and headed to the bra shop. The shopkeeper recognized us since we had shopped there many times before.
