Story 92 Four by Four-some.

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Hi, Amita here.

         On the first night, we were at the resort, we all met in the large room with three bedrooms. This is where you New Zealanders were staying. It was a great place to meet and get together, in private too, in case anything got out of hand.

         It was good to meet our friends again and we all enjoyed that evening together. Nothing really happened that night, sexually I mean. Oh, except what  I got up to with Steve and Peter. LOL Yes we got a bit carried away there, didn't we? I don’t know why none of you others did anything; maybe we were all too preoccupied to organise anything, maybe you didn’t feel like that the first night, whatever the reason nothing else happened.       

        I didn’t get back to our room until late and after that, I needed a quick shower. By the time I came out, Sarvesh was back too.

        Still naked I lay in bed wide awake. It had been exciting seeing our friends again. My mind was still racing, I couldn’t sleep. Maybe it was also the time difference too. It was still the middle of the day at home in India. I just lay there in bed, wide awake. Maybe it was excitement too, meeting our friends, or that surprise orgasm. LOL. Let's not forget that.

        As Sarvesh beside me seemed to be asleep, quietly I got out of bed and opening the slider, I stepped out on to the viewing platform, a deck I think you call it. I was naked but it was dark, that late at night there was no-one around to see me, anyway our room faced out towards the ocean.

       On such a nice night, it was cool but quite comfortable. There was no wind like there had been earlier and I could see the white of the waves gently breaking on the beach below me. I sat back in a deck chair, a bit cold on my bare bum at first, then relaxed listening to the waves, my mind lost in thought.

        The door opened behind me. I didn’t look; it could only have been one person. He came and sat down in the chair next to me.

        “Can’t sleep Amita?” he asked. 

        “No Sarvesh. My mind is too active.”

        “Oh,” was all he replied.

        “What about you? I thought you were asleep?”

        “No,” he said. “I wasn’t.”

        “I enjoyed tonight.”

        “Yes same here. Good seeing them all again.”

        “You and Mike were talking a long time,” I said.

        “We did a bit. He was telling us about the car business.”

        “It’s always that with you Sarvesh,” I said with a laugh. “Always business to talk about.”

        He just smiled I think, it was hard to see. Yes, it was always business with him, but he was good at it. Sarvesh has been very successful. We have done far better than either his or my parents had.

        “He invited us to see their car yard,” Sarvesh continued.

        “I’m looking forward to seeing New Zealand.”

        “You will like New Zealand. It’s all so green and beautiful.”

        I didn’t reply to that. Sarvesh had been to New Zealand but I never had. I was looking forward to that part of our trip.
        After a short pause, he continued.

        “I enjoyed seeing Steve and Sharon too,” he said.

        “Do you want to be with her again?” I asked him.

        “Of course,” he replied. “Do you mind?”

        “No, at all. We came here to have some fun.” Then I laughed and added, “I’d be happy to be with Steve again too. We had fun together at Ooty.”

        “Feel all those muscles again too,” he said with a laugh. “I saw you and Hansini feeling them tonight.”   (See Story 89)

        I didn’t reply to that. Just gave a smile, which I doubt he saw in the dark.

        “I can’t believe you got him out too, Amita.”

        I giggled and explained, “I don’t know what made me do that. I think we got a bit carried away. Maybe showing off in front of Hansini.”

        “There is no doubt about that,” he laughed again. “But you really shouldn’t have embarrassed Katrina like that.”

        I didn’t say anything to that. He was right, I did get carried away and lead those two men on until things really went wild. 

        We were quiet for a while, each in our own thoughts, then he continued. “Why don’t we invite them over tonight?”

        “You mean here? There is only one room,” I said.

        “Yes but two double beds. You once said you wanted to see me with another woman. Well, I get to see you in action as well.”

        “What about Steve and Sharon?”

         “After what happened in Ooty, I’m sure they’ll have no problem. Anyway, we can ask them.”

        So that was our plan. Soon after that, we went inside and I cuddled up to him and we made love. After a gentle cum, eventually, I did get some sleep. 

        Next morning, I saw Sarvesh sit down with Steve and Sharon. They were listening while he was talking. He must have been telling them of our plan.

       I heard Steve say, “Sure mate. Count us in.”

       It was then that I realised that our evening of sex was on, but as I watched Sarvesh kept talking. I couldn’t hear what he said as he had his back to me but they still were both listening. I was wondering what else he had to tell.

       Then I saw the smile on Sharon’s face. Suddenly she punched him on the arm. “Sarvesh, you are a naughty boy!”

       He laughed and I heard him reply, “You like naughty boys, Sharon.”

       So, I knew we were all in for some fun that evening. I hoped it would turn out like we planned and that we would all be together. 

        A bit later, when we all got up for lunch, Steve came up beside me. His hand reached around and gave my bum a squeeze through my bikini bottom.

       “Hey!” I said in surprise.

       “Hi Sexy!” he said. “You and I got some fun tonight.”

       “I hope all four of us, Steve.”

       “Yes, I heard. What’s that all about?” he said as his hand slipped down inside my bikini.
       "Hey! Not here. Someone might see."
       He pulled his hand out as we continued walking together. "So what is this all about?" he asked again.

       “What?” I asked in reply.

       “All of us sharing the same room?”

       “Oh, that! It was my idea. I would like to see Sarvesh with another woman.”

       “Now that’s an idea,” he laughed. “We also get to see Sharon in action too.”

       “But they will see us in action too.”

       “Well we better make it good then, Amita,” he said as his arm now went around my waist.

       As we entered the restaurant Sarvesh saw us and came over.

       “Started already?” he said with a grin.

       “Of course,” I smiled. “But only the warm-ups.”

       “Well save the main event until I get there, OK.” 
        Now that put the pressure on. It was obvious he wanted to watch us as well. For a moment I wondered if this might be a bad idea, but no, I was sure it would all be some sexy fun whatever happened. 

        After dinner and a show at the club, we headed back to our rooms. We came up in the lift with Steve and Sharon. They told us they would see us in about ten minutes and headed for their room down the far end. We went into our room and I wanted to take a quick shower. Sarvesh said he would follow me.

        I was still in the shower when he came in. I watched him take off his shorts then he joined me under the water.

        He stepped up to me, reached up and gave my breasts a quick fondle. Then he pulled me to him, one arm going around my shoulders, the other sliding down my back to squeeze my bum. The second guy to do that! Why do guys like to squeeze girl’s bums so much? I pressed my body, my breasts against his chest as I reached up to him. We kissed, not long, but it was nice. 

        He said, “I’m looking forward to tonight.”

        “So am I, Sarvesh,” I answered.

       He kissed me again, and then we broke apart as he stepped aside to allow me to leave the shower. 

       I left the bathroom and rushed to get dressed. I put on my best sari, and everything, even a gold pendant and arm bangles. It was as if I was dressing for going to an important event. Well perhaps in a way you could say this was an important event. Important enough to be recorded within the Letters Books anyway.

       Sarvesh came out and saw me as he flopped on to the bed. He was surprised. He had decided just to remain naked.

       “So Steve can undress me,” I explained.

       “Good idea.”

         He jumped up and quickly put on some traditional clothes himself. He was just finishing when there came a knock at our door. As he finished, I went to the door thinking it would be Sharon and Steve, but to my surprise, it was Shanti and Mike.

        “Hey!” Shanti said as she saw me. “Where are you going?”

         “Nowhere,” I replied. “Steve and Sharon are coming visiting.”

         “Very dressed up for visitors.”

         I knew she had guessed something was going on, so I said, “I don’t intend remaining dressed too long.”

         “Oh, one of those parties,” Mike laughed.

         “Yes Mike,” Sarvesh said, standing behind me. “You two can join us if you want.”

         I wasn’t so sure that was a good idea. Would Steve approve of them joining us like that? I was happy when they politely declined Sarvesh's offer.

        “No! No, we’ll leave you to it,” Shanti said. “We are just getting a group together for some cards; your night sounds much better.”

        We all gave a laugh at that as they turned to leave.

        “Have fun,” Mike said.

        Just then Steve and Sharon turned up.

        “Were they the warm up course, Amita?” Steve said as a joke.

        “What?”

        “Were they getting you warmed up and frisky for me?”

        “No!” I said as I threw a punch at him. He stepped aside so my fist found only air. It would have hurt us both if I had contacted him.

        (Steve here: - Why do these girls always like punching us men?

         Amita here: - Same reason guys like squeezing girl’s bums.

         Steve again: - But your sexy bum is just asking to be squeezed Amita.

         Amita again: - Sure it is Steve! And you men are just asking to be punched too.)

        It was a surprise was that Sharon and Steve had also made the effort to dress up a bit. She was wearing a skirt and blouse with a light jacket over the top. Steve had replaced his swim shorts with trousers, a shirt, and also a jacket.

        We invited them in and Sarvesh asked if they wanted a drink. Taking his beer, Steve walked towards the sliding door. He opened it and stepped out onto our little deck.

        “Hey, this is nice,” he said as he caught sight of the ocean view.

        Apparently, their room was facing into the island without a deck. The four of us sat and talked for a while. We all knew what we were here for, how we were going to spend the night but we were in no hurry, we had all night.

        By now it was getting dark. We saw some pink on the clouds but the full sunset was on the other side of the island. Sarvesh had told that he didn’t think of that when he booked. I was just ready to get up and go back inside when Sarvesh said there was something he wanted to show us.

        Then I noticed what he meant. There was a glow above the horizon. A few moments later the moon appeared. It rose as if coming out of the ocean. Living in an inland location in India, I had never seen the moon rise out of the ocean like that before. It appeared very large, it was almost full. That was a nice addition to our evening I was thinking. A nice bit of romance by my husband.       

        Now we were inside and we stood to face each other.

        “Ok,” said Steve. “How are we going to do this?” 

        “I thought we would just carry on as normal. Each couple on their own bed,” Sharon said.

        “Yes,” I replied. “But I want to try something different, a bit sexy first.”

         “Sounds interesting.”

         “Yes Steve, it is. Since we are all dressed nicely let’s do a stripping game. Removing our clothings in front of the mirror.”

        “Didn’t Hansini write about doing that?” Steve asked.

        “I see you were paying attention Steve,” I laughed. “Good boy!”

        “Who wouldn’t be when sexy Indian chicks write stories like that?”

        “Well, shall we?” I asked.

        Both men nodded Ok so that was how we did it.

        We arranged things so us girls stood close beside each other so we were both reflected in the mirror. Then our partner for the night stepped up behind us. They took turns, each removing having an item of our clothing. It was sexy to watch my husband remove an item from Sharon then turn to watch Steve remove one from me, all the time knowing the other couple was watching too.

        You may think this is a bit strange considering we had all seen each other naked often enough but somehow this seemed to be different. There was the sexual excitement of the boys undressing us, the mystery and excitement of our bodies being slowly revealed, the anticipation of the sex to come. They played to their audience too, taking their time removing each article, with plenty of touching and feeling too. I must admit that Steve did a good job of removing my sari too. It worked out well too because not counting the extra items like the jewellery I was wearing it worked out to five items of clothing each. Things got more interesting when we got down to our underwear.     

        I felt Steve behind me unclip my bra. I felt it come loose, but he held it against me. Then his hands moved around to the cups, still holding them against my breasts. As I watched, he moved his hands higher until they slipped under the bra. The bra fell away and landed at my feet but my breasts remained covered with his hands.

        He was teasing me, teasing all of us actually, until finally, he let his hands fall lower revealing my bare breasts. Then quickly his hands returned, not to hide me again now, rather to hold me, squeeze and play with my nipples. If they weren’t hard before this, they certainly were now. I couldn’t take my eyes off those hands, what they were doing to my breasts. It seemed a bit strange, like it was someone else I was watching, but those feelings were real enough.

        But now, something new caught my attention. Sarvesh was removing Sharon’s bra. He followed in much the same manner as Steve had done with me. I watched what his hands were doing to her breasts. As he did, she closed her eyes. As his hands rubbed over her, holding her breasts, playing with her nipples, I heard a gentle moan escape her lips. It was so sexy to watch.

       Now the attention returned to me as two hands were on each hip, fingers taking hold of my tiny panties and he began to ease them slowly down. Slowly the bush of my pussy began to appear. Steve doing that, slowly revealing me like that, made me feel so hot. Soon almost all of my pussy was on show, and then with a sharp tug, they dropped to the floor.

        As I stepped out of them, his hand moved to my pussy. It felt good; it looked good too. I could watch what he was doing to me in the mirror. First, he just rubbed over the outside with his hand plunging down between my thighs. That felt good, I parted my legs to allow him, I could feel myself juicing up.

        Then his hand stopped. I saw his fingers probing at me, fingers digging into me. As I watched, two fingers disappeared in almost completely before pulling back out again. He did this a few times, working with the wetness of my pussy then as he pulled up, he suddenly gave a sharp upward jerk against my clitty. It was sharp and the shock that exploded from my pussy was even sharper. My legs went weak and I might have fallen if one of his arms hadn’t wrapped around me and held me.

         “Steady there, Amita,” I heard Sarvesh say. “We haven’t even made it to the bed yet.”

        They laughed at that. I suppose there was a funny side to it too.

        Now Sarvesh was working Sharon’s panties down. Sharon told me later she has specially shaved for this holiday. Being blonde down there nothing much was hidden anyway so she decided to tidy it up. As the panties were pulled lower, her pussy was completely exposed. Where my hair still mainly covered my pussy slot, her pussy lips were openly on display. Sarvesh rubbed over them a few times and then a hand went to each side. As his fingers pulled, he opened her up. I was amazing to watch and see the pink deep inside revealed to us.

       I could see my husband’s face over her shoulder. She was almost as tall as he was. His arms reached around her body, one going to her pussy while the other still to her breasts. I could see everything his hands were doing to her, everything my husband’s hands were doing to the most private parts of this European woman. But then, I wasn’t complaining after what her European husband was doing to me. Actually, I rather liked the way our dark bodies contrasted with their lighter ones. I have always liked it with Shanti and Mike and it looked good with us as well.

         Then Steve whispered in my ear, it was time to move to the bed. I was so overcome with what had just happened, I could hardly walk and he had to help me. I crawled on to the bed and lay on my back; my legs opened, my pussy inviting him. There was no taking off his clothes. He did that himself as he looked down at me openly on display. Over by the other bed, Sharon was doing better, she actually managed to take some of his clothes off.   

        The sex with Steve started well. I think we both decided to play it safe. Not that we actually discussed it, we just both went for the position of having him on top. As I lay back, Steve climbed up on the bed and lay beside me. There was a bit of foreplay but after that orgasm in front of the mirror, I certainly didn’t need much.

       When it was time, Steve just rolled on to me and quickly lined himself up. He easily slipped straight into me. As I just said, I didn’t need warming up. I was wet and more than ready to go.

        Over on the other bed, they had done the opposite with Sharon being on top. I think Sarvesh likes that position as he gets to watch her breasts in motion.

       Now Steve had developed a steady rhythm as he began the sex with me. I felt good like that and soon I felt my body responding to him. My pussy humping at him, rising to meet each of his downward thrusts. I know it was hard sex and he wasn’t holding anything back, but that was fine with me. I was confident I could take anything he gave me.

        I glance over at them on the other bed and saw now that they were really going for it too. I was watching Sharon pumping at Sarvesh’s cock, moving her hips with long motions that caused his cock to plunge deep inside her before pulling back out again. While I watched the movement of my own body stopped.

       The man on top of me noticed my distraction. “Hey! Pay attention,” he said, giving me a playful slap on my thigh.

       “Yes Amita,” I heard Sarvesh say. “Mind your own business.”
       That was cheeky!

       With what he was doing, it didn’t take me long to get back into it again. I could feel him thrusting into me, the shaft of his cock pulling at my pussy lips as he slid in and out of me. It felt good, maybe better than good, it felt great. When Steve made-love he used his whole body. You could feel his strength, feel the power of his muscles moving as you held him.

       My body took some of his weight, but he took some too. In that position, we were still in full contact with each other, our bodies touching from our heads to our feet. That is what makes sex so special to me to feel your partner so close, his body working with my own, building each other towards that final moment of climax.

       I could feel my next cum was now close. It had been building from when we started. Now it was so powerful, almost ready to explode and fill my body with that intense pleasure of orgasm. My body tightened, I felt my pelvis press up against him, my pussy gripping at his thrusting cock as I cum. It was a good one, starting in my pussy then sweeping through my body. I gasped at the thrill of it, and then cried out as the fullness of its power hit me. Yes, it was a good one, one of the best.

       Close to my face, I could hear him breathing. Powerful breaths as he sucked in air to power his body. As he built, as the passion in his body began to build I felt his breath quicken. Soon it was coming in short gasps and I knew he was getting close now. 

        I heard a moan escape his lips. Yes, it was more than a gasp, definitely a moan. I felt his body tense as he pressed deep into me. His cock gave a strong jerk, followed by a couple of lesser ones and I knew he was cumming, filling my pussy with his hot man juice.     

        When we finished it was about 11 pm. It had been good sex, exciting sex but being a warm night, it had left us all covered in sweat so we needed a shower. While Sarvesh was having a shower in our room, Sharon and I decided to go down to the community shower at the end of our floor. Just with a towel around us, we headed off together.

        As we went out into the hall, we heard talking and laughing coming from the large apartment at the other end of the building. We were tempted to go down and see what was going on but then decided to leave whoever it was to their fun.

          The shower was empty when we arrived and so placing our towels on a bench we stepped over to the open shower area.

         “Do you want me to wash your hair and back, Amita?” she asked me.

         “Oh, that would be nice, Sharon.”

         As I stepped under the water, she stood behind me. Taking some soap to rub over my shoulders and back. It felt nice because she didn’t just rub over the surface of my skin, she gripped my shoulders and neck with her hands, giving me a massage.

        Her hands moved down across the length of my back, then lower on to my arse. It felt nice what she was doing. It felt nice the soft hands of a woman touching me. She was good at what she was doing too. I began to wonder what she would be like, doing more with her. I found myself even considering having sex with her. But, I was not the only one thinking that.

        “Can I ask you something, Amita?” Sharon asked.

         I opened my eyes and turned towards her. “Sure,” I replied.

        “You know what you and Mandara did in that story? The shower show for the boys?”

        “Yes,” I said. “That was fun.”

        “Well, I want to do that to you Amita. And then you do it for me.”
        "What, now?" I asked.
        "Yes, if you want."
        "Sure," I agreed.

        I was surprised at that. Pleasantly surprised, I must add.

        I reached up to her shoulders and pulled her towards me. My arms wrapped around her and I felt her arms around me. As our bodies came together, I felt the swell of her breasts press against mine. I felt her thigh press between my thighs, pressing against my pussy as my thigh found the hard mound of her pussy too.

        Our lips came together; lips finding lips, tongue finding tongue. She wasn’t holding back, the kiss was full on, full of lust and passion. As our tongues danced together, I sucked at hers then she sucked at mine. It was a hot sexy kiss, full of passion, one that went on and on.

        Then I felt a hand moving over my body. Down my back, down on to my arse, and then around on to my hip, her hand slowly moved. She didn’t stop there. Her hand pressed between our bodies then down into the forest of my pussy. I felt her there, I wanted her there, and I opened my thighs wider to allow her to press down deeper into my pussy.

        Her fingers found my lips and as she pressed against them they parted to allow her to enter me. It felt good, so sexy having a woman doing that. She seemed to know just what I liked, just what I wanted, what my body was crying out for now. Two fingers sliding in and out of me. Each time she withdrew, she gave an upward jerk against my clitty. She was working her fingers to make me cum, and it had the right effect too as I was building towards a climax. When it hit me, it wasn’t as intense as my first one had been with Steve but it was still good. I think what made it good was the feeling of warmth and closeness I had with this woman.

        As I held her, I began to work on her pussy. It felt strange to touch her at first, as her pussy was completely shaved, completely bald. I parted her pussy lips and pressed my fingers into her. She was wet and slippery with her cum juice, maybe my husband’s juice too. As I began working her pussy, she gave a sigh as her eyes closed. Soon I felt her body begin to respond to me. As I quickened my pace, her breathing quickened too. Her pussy began humping against the palm of my hand and I knew her orgasm was getting close. Her body gave a powerful jerk, I heard her moan in my ear, and I knew she had cum.

       I smiled at her, gave her a light kiss on her lips then we broke apart to continue our washing. 

        It was about that point when Hansini walked in. She had this sticky stuff all over the front of her which we found out was the combined cum of six guys. She was heading for her own shower but we called her to join us. As she approached, we could see the full extent of the mess she was in.   (See Story 93 All Cum with me Guys.)

        “What happened to you?” I asked.

        “Had a cum shower,” she laughed.

        “Oh wow. That’s a lot for one guy?”

        “Not one,” she laughed. “All six guys.”

        “That would be been something to watch,” Sharon said.

        “It was something to take part in too,” she replied with a grin.

        As she stood there, we got to work on her. She told us the story of what happened while we cleaned it off her. The cum was still sticky so with a bit of soap and rubbing it came off easy enough. Getting it out of her hair was a bit worse. Looks like someone had hit her over her face and up into her hair. In the end, the best way was to use shampoo and completely wash her hair.

        Soon we had her cleaned up fairly well. It would have been a job doing it herself, I was glad Sharon and I had been there to help her. We all dried off and the three of us still naked, just holding our towels, headed back to our rooms. 

Sarvesh here:-

         While the girls were away I finished my shower and Steve quickly had one after me. No, you smart arse girls, we didn’t consider showering together to save water or whatever other reasons you girls do it for.

        I grabbed a couple of beers each and we went out to sit on the deck. It was nice, overlooking the ocean like that, even at night you could still see a lot. There was an almost full moon that added to the scene as well.

        “If you don’t mind me saying so Sarvesh, you have a hot wife mate.”

        “I have no complaints with yours either Steve.”

        “I did notice she was watching you two a bit too,” he laughed. “Couple of times I had to pull her attention back.”

        “Yes, she said she was keen to see me in action.”

        “Yes, that’s a bit different.”

        “Why, Steve?”

        “Oh, usually it’s the guy who wants to see his wife with another man.”

        “Oh, I saw a bit of that too,” I said with a smile.

        “Yes,” he agreed. “I was a bit interested too.”

        “We will probably have some more fun later or in the morning. Do you want to try something different?” I asked him.

        “I thought fucking a hot girl in front of her husband was different,” Steve replied.

        “Well yes, it is,” I agreed. “I once saw a video where they guys kept swapping between two girls. That looked like worth trying.”

        “Well, how does it work?”

        “What they did was one called ‘change’ and they just swapped girls. In moments, they were at it again. The girls looked surprised, like it wasn’t planned.”

        “That would have been fun to see,” Steve said.

        “Well rather than seeing it, why don’t we try it?”

        “Ok, then,” he smiled. “Might be fun.”

        “And I bet it will shock the girls too.”

        We both had to laugh at that. It was then I noticed they girls arrive back.

        “What’s so funny?” Amita asked.

        “Oh, nothing. Just guys jokes.”

        For a moment, she looked at me, like she was suspicious. Then she smiled and sat down beside Steve.  

Amita again now.

        When we arrived back to the room we found the guys sitting outside on the deck having a beer. Since we didn’t have anything else, I offered Sharon a beer too, then taking a bottle for myself I followed her out onto the deck to join the guys.

         That late at night, it was cool with us being naked but comfortable so I didn’t mind being like that. We both took a seat beside the guys.

         When we joined the boys again, we couldn’t wait to tell them about Hansini. I think they were a bit surprised too.

         “What happened?” Sarvesh asked.

         “It seems like they played a game to decide who would get a cum shower,” I explained. “It looks like Hansini must have lost, or won.”

         “All five guys?” Steve asked.

         “No six, I think they called Jeevan out to help too,” I said with a laugh. “It certainly looked like it by the state of her.”

         “That would have been fun to see,” Sharon added.

         “Would you have tried, Sharon?” I asked.

         “Yeah sure. What about you Amita?”

         I had to agree that I would have been interested too.

         “So did they cover her?” Steve asked.

         “Yes,” I replied. “All over her.”

         “That is why we took so long,” Sharon added. “We had to help her wash it off. Her hair was a mess”

         That wasn’t the only reason we took too long but I noticed Sharon wasn’t about to tell the guys about what we had been doing before Hansini had walked in on us.

         When we went back inside, I noticed Sharon went to the bed where Sarvesh was, so naturally, I spent what was left of the night with Steve. I lay with him and he wrapped an arm around me pull me to him. My head found his shoulder, as my arm reached over his chest. That is how we found ourselves when we awoke next morning. 

         We were all awake, I was thinking about what we would do this morning. Thinking about the night before, being fucked by Steve while I could see what my husband was doing to his wife, Sharon had been a big turn-on for me. I was now ready for some more, just thinking about.

         I felt the man beside me begin to run his hand over my body. He stopped at my breasts, gently squeezing them, taking my nipples and rolling them between his thumb and finger. This was starting to have a reaction. Then he had moved to my pussy. Now his fingers moving through my pussy hair, down between my parted legs, finding my wet pussy waiting for me. His fingers rubbed the lips of my cunt, they opened and he slipped inside me. It felt good and I knew not too much of this and I would cum.

         “I think Amita is ready now,” Steve said.

         “Yes, we are too,” I heard my husband reply.

         I looked over to see he had his hand on Sharon’s pussy, giving her much the same as I was getting from Steve.

        Then Steve said something that surprised me, “Let’s move over and join them.”

        I wasn’t expecting that! Sure I was expecting to get a good session of sex. Sex while my husband and his partner could watch. But I wasn’t expecting to join them. Get on the same bed with them.

        When I hesitated Steve explained, “You told us you want to see Sarvesh in action, well now you can. Right beside you, so close you can reach out and touch him.”

        I sort of wondered where this might be going. Was it just having sex on the same bed or was there more these two had in store for us. I looked over at Sharon, where she looked a bit stunned too. Anyway, whatever was going on, it sounded like something different so I decided to go along with them.

        “Ok,” I agreed with a grin.

        Soon I was lying on my back beside Sharon. Steve who had climbed on the bed behind me was lining himself up to enter me. As I parted my legs to make way for him my legs touched Sharon’s, they were so close to us. I felt him press against my pussy, then my lips parted and he entered me. With a couple of thrusts, he was soon almost completely inside me. I was so wet and ready for him I had just taken him with ease.

        I was so preoccupied with what was happening between my legs that for a moment I'd forgotten about Sarvesh and Sharon. Now when I glanced over at them I saw that like us, he was now inside her and slowly fucking her with powerful slow strokes. I noticed that the man between my legs was matching them almost stroke for stroke.

        It seemed interesting how they were doing that. I wondered if they intended to bring us off at exactly the same time. That would be interesting if they could do that.

       But then, my attention was pulled back to what Steve was doing. His speed had slightly increased. It felt good, I knew I was now well on the way. I knew there was another orgasm coming my way and it was going to be good. I wasn’t worried about matching the couple next to us. I was just out for a good time myself.

        Then suddenly Steve said, “OK Sarvesh.”

       Before I knew what had happened, Steve had pulled out of me. He moved sideways towards Sharon, while Sarvesh came around behind him and slipped between my still open legs, and then entered me. It all happened so smoothly and so fast, I was totally surprised. Quickly Sarvesh picked up the pace to carry on where Steve had left off.  Beside us, I knew Steve was now continuing with his wife now.

        It didn’t take me long to settle down again in my build up towards my orgasm. Sarvesh was now pounding into me with massive strokes. I could tell he was as turned on as me about all this. I decided if this was going to end with my pussy filled with Sarvesh’s cum that was fine with me too. But once again I was wrong.

         Steve did it again, as he called “Ok Sarvesh.”

        Quickly Sarvesh pulled out of me to be replaced by Steve.

        “Hey!” I heard Sharon ask. “What are you guys up?”

        “Just having fun,” I heard Sarvesh say.

        This time they didn’t change again. This time Steve settled down to quickly take me to my orgasm. I cried out as it hit me. It was not the most intense I’ve had but it was good. The changing around had made it different too. I heard Sarvesh give a moan and I knew he was filling her with cum. I hoped she had got there too when sure enough I saw her bucking under him as she came too. Now the man on top of me had stopped.  I felt his body tense, a moan escape his lips and his cock gave a massive jerk.

        He rolled off me and I looked at him. “That was something new,” I told him.

        “It was a bit,” Sharon replied to me.       

        So that is how we came to spend a night with Steve and Sharon. It was a good night, we all had fun, and I got to see my husband in ‘action’ with another woman too. And yes Sarvesh, I was impressed with your performance. You are welcome to share my bed anytime. LOL 

       (I better be welcome Amita. Or have you forgotten, I’m your husband!

        Oh, is that why you sleep in the same bed with me every night!

                  I was wondering why! 

        Amita, has anyone ever told you, "You are impossible?"

        Yes you, quite regularly in fact. LOL )

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