Hello from Anne,
This story was mainly written by Mary but she did call for the help of other writers. When she showed me this story, I realised it was far too large for one page. I have suggested that she cuts it into two parts. I then helped to make it even bigger by writing two extra sections myself in Part Two. So here is Part One, written by Mary and her accomplice writers. Part Two will follow soon.
(Awesome Anne.)
Kalki – An Intriguing Phone Call. (Written mainly by Mary.)
Here is Kalki again and others will be helping too.
It was going to be another sexy weekend and we were preparing to go up to Amita’s on the following evening. This girl was looking forward to it. To getting naked for the weekend, swimming, enjoying and fucking handsome men.
I was just telling that to Hamza and he was laughing.
“I’m looking forward to that too, Kalki,” he replied.
“What, fucking the handsome men?”
“Ha! Ha! Kalki,” he laughed. “Don’t get smart to me, you cheeky girl.”
He had just begun telling me what he was intending doing for Amita when the phone rang. I picked to it and it was Sarvesh who was talking.
“Hello, Sarvesh,” I was saying happily.
He returned my cheerful greeting and then said something quite strange.
“Kalki, tomorrow I will be sending a car to collect you but I want you to come by yourself. Hamza must stay there.”
“Oh!” I said, feeling rather confused and surprised.
“Now, I want you to wear your red bikini,” he told me. “You know the one…. the very tiny one. Over it, you must have that short black skirt. With that, wear the matching white blouse, you know, the one that you tie in a knot just under your breasts. Bring anything else you want for the weekend in a small bag if you want.”
“That is very sexy dressing, Sarvesh.”
“Yes, I know. I want you dressed sexy. But you can’t wear anything over it.”
“Just that? What if our neighbours see me getting into the car?”
“Then they will see a hot, sexy girl, won't they?”
“Oh!” I said, feeling rather confused and surprised.
“Now, I want you to wear your red bikini,” he told me. “You know the one…. the very tiny one. Over it, you must have that short black skirt. With that, wear the matching white blouse, you know, the one that you tie in a knot just under your breasts. Bring anything else you want for the weekend in a small bag if you want.”
“That is very sexy dressing, Sarvesh.”
“Yes, I know. I want you dressed sexy. But you can’t wear anything over it.”
“Just that? What if our neighbours see me getting into the car?”
“Then they will see a hot, sexy girl, won't they?”
“I expect so,” I agreed.
He laughed and added, “I want all you girls looking totally sexy, tomorrow.”
Suddenly I thought of the driver. “What about the driver?”
“He will get a good show,” Sarvesh laughed.
“You mean you want me...,” I began, still a little confused.
But he cut in on me by saying, “Now, make sure you give him a show as he opens the door for you.”
I laughed at that as I realised that he wanted me to flash the driver.
Suddenly I thought of the driver. “What about the driver?”
“He will get a good show,” Sarvesh laughed.
“You mean you want me...,” I began, still a little confused.
But he cut in on me by saying, “Now, make sure you give him a show as he opens the door for you.”
I laughed at that as I realised that he wanted me to flash the driver.
“In that short skirt, I think he will.”
“That’s it Kalki. You’re getting the idea. I want you girls feeling nice and horny by the time you get here.”
I still couldn’t believe this but I was warming to his idea. He wanted me to dress sexy and then flashing to the driver who picked me up. This was starting to sound like fun but I had no idea what he was planning.
Suddenly I thought about my husband. “What about Hamza?”
“I’m just getting to him,” Sarvesh said. “Hamza must dress up in formal business clothes. A suit and tie like he wore to Katrina’s wedding will be fine.”
“Why all this?” I asked wanting to know what was going on.
“Don’t ask questions, Kalki. Just make sure you are both ready.”
“So, I dress sexy and a car will pick only me?” I confirmed.
“Yes, correct, Kalki.”
“Hamza, dresses formal like a businessman or to a wedding?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
“Then how does Hamza get to your house?”
“Who said he was coming to my house?”
“What?” I asked.
This man was teasing me, confusing me. Supplying information but not enough.
“Just tell Hamza to be ready at about an hour after you. A car will collect him too.”
“Why, Sarvesh? What are we……?”
Click! He was gone.
I was left, still holding the phone in shock.
“What is it, Kalki?” Hamza asked me.
“This is very strange, Hamza. I think Sarvesh is up to his mischief again.”
Then I told him of our phone call. Complete with the details of what I would be wearing and he was wearing. I even told him how we were being picked up and going in separate cars.
“What are we going to do, Hamza?” I finished with.
“We do exactly what Sarvesh tells us,” Hamza instructed me.
“But I…”
“No. No, Kalki.... you must do.... do exactly what he told you. Trust him, I’m sure it will be fun.”
“But how can this be fun.... there are no men being at....?”
“No, enough questions. Let’s play along and do as he tells us.”
“That’s it Kalki. You’re getting the idea. I want you girls feeling nice and horny by the time you get here.”
I still couldn’t believe this but I was warming to his idea. He wanted me to dress sexy and then flashing to the driver who picked me up. This was starting to sound like fun but I had no idea what he was planning.
Suddenly I thought about my husband. “What about Hamza?”
“I’m just getting to him,” Sarvesh said. “Hamza must dress up in formal business clothes. A suit and tie like he wore to Katrina’s wedding will be fine.”
“Why all this?” I asked wanting to know what was going on.
“Don’t ask questions, Kalki. Just make sure you are both ready.”
“So, I dress sexy and a car will pick only me?” I confirmed.
“Yes, correct, Kalki.”
“Hamza, dresses formal like a businessman or to a wedding?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
“Then how does Hamza get to your house?”
“Who said he was coming to my house?”
“What?” I asked.
This man was teasing me, confusing me. Supplying information but not enough.
“Just tell Hamza to be ready at about an hour after you. A car will collect him too.”
“Why, Sarvesh? What are we……?”
Click! He was gone.
I was left, still holding the phone in shock.
“What is it, Kalki?” Hamza asked me.
“This is very strange, Hamza. I think Sarvesh is up to his mischief again.”
Then I told him of our phone call. Complete with the details of what I would be wearing and he was wearing. I even told him how we were being picked up and going in separate cars.
“What are we going to do, Hamza?” I finished with.
“We do exactly what Sarvesh tells us,” Hamza instructed me.
“But I…”
“No. No, Kalki.... you must do.... do exactly what he told you. Trust him, I’m sure it will be fun.”
“But how can this be fun.... there are no men being at....?”
“No, enough questions. Let’s play along and do as he tells us.”
“Don't you want to know what....?”
“No, Kalki,” Hamza told me. “Do what he told you.”
“Ok,” I agreed.
I was left a bit surprised at him, about his attitude because he didn’t seem concerned about what was happening. In fact, he seemed very relaxing by about this. It was almost as if he knew more about what was going on. But since he had firmly ended the conversation and wouldn’t answer any more questions, I didn’t want to annoy to ask him further.
Next morning, I got a call from my friend Sairu. So it seems she got a similar call from Sarvesh and were given the same instructions. Being told how she and Payam were to dress and that women and men would be going to separate cars.
“What is going on?” she asked me.
“I don’t know,” I replied.
“It was funny,” she said. “Payam took the phone but gave to me for talking to Sarvesh. I also was feeling he knew more about it.”
“Are these men up to their games again?”
She giggled and said, “Could be. We will know tonight.”
“Are you going to dress sexy?” I asked her.
“Of course,” she replied. “It will be naughty showing my tiny bikini under my short skirt.”
“So he told you to flash the driver too?”
“Yes, Kalki. And I'm going to make it a good one. My tiny bikini hardly hides my cunt.”
“So is mine. Just a strip down the middle,” I said as we burst out laughing.
With us both laughing at that, the conversation ended.
At precisely 7pm the limousine pulled up at our house. We heard a knock that there was a driver at the door. I turned to Hamza, to give him a quick hug and he walked me to the door. I must admit he looked smart, handsome all dressed up like that. His trousers and coat matched with his best shirt and a tie. He finished with polished black shoes. He had also seen me wearing the tiny bikini with the tied shirt and tiny skirt showing so much thigh.
As I reached up to straighten his tie, I said, “You look very handsome, Hamza.”
He replied, “You look totally sexy too, Honey.”
“Thanks,” I replied leaning to give him a quick kiss.
His arm went around me as he grabbed me again. I felt my body pulled hard against his. This could have got serious but there came another knocking at the door.
“Hamza, I have to go,” I said, breaking from him. “The driver is here.”
“The limo driver is going to enjoy that,” he said.
“Why the driver?”
“When you show off getting into the limo.”
“Showing off?”
“Yes, Sarvesh wants you to show off your tiny bikini bottom as you get into the limo.”
“I know,” I said.
But how did he know that? I clearly remembered I hadn’t told him that part of my instructions from Sarvesh. Yes, now I was sure these men were in on this too. Or at least knew more than they were willing to telling us. Yes, I was confirmed, there could be no doubts, these men were up to their mischief with us again.
“So, are you going to flash the driver?”
“Not flash. Just show a bit of bikini.”
“He’ll see it like a flash.”
“I expect he will,” I laughed as I opened the door.
“Make it good,” he said with a smile. “I'll be watching from the window.”
That was interesting. I got the idea my husband was getting as excited about my flashing the driver as I was feeling.
I noticed the driver was not any I had seen employed by Amita and Sarvesh. The car was not one of their cars either. It was a large limo, one of those stretched long types. I saw how he checked me out as I approached the car. He was standing holding the door to the back open for me. I remembered Sarvesh said to give him a show so for a moment I bent forward to enter the car, I ensured him a grand view down between my breasts. I felt the top of my blouse fall away and knew my breasts barely covered with my tiny bikini top was being viewed by this man.
Then, as I sat on the seat and lifted my first leg in, he got the view as my short skirt pulled up, the full view my red bikini who could hardly hide my pussy. Not as sexy as I had done with my husband when I was without the panties but still very sexy. But by stretching my legs more apart, I knew the tiny bikini would be pulled tightly over my cunt lips but showing some bare flesh on each side. I had the feeling he was viewing that but was purpose not to look at him so pretending it was the accident.
A quick glance at his face told me he had seen my flash.
Hansini was next since she also lived on the other side of the river. Her little show involved an orange bikini, showing some of the top and bottom for him. It must have been sexy for the driver again for Hansini is a beautiful woman too.
During the trip back across the river, we were discussing what was going on. She confirmed she had been told to dress exactly like me and their husbands to dress up formal coats. She also confirmed she was certain Mootie knew what was going on but he wouldn’t tell her anything.
There was an open bottle of champagne sitting in an ice bucket. Hansini poured us each a glass and had two glasses for the other women. When she had got into the limo, I had shifted to a position where I could be seen by the driver. There was a soft light in the back so I knew he could see me but I could only see him when an oncoming car light highlighted his face. Yes, I was aware he was looking at me and 'accidentally' sat so he could see up my skirt again as I involved in my conversations with Hansini.
We crossed over the river and our next stop was to pick-up my friend Sairu. I think the driver would have found her house better if he had been looking at the road more and not at up my skirt. At last, we got there and she was quick to come out. Sairu, getting in the car was another good view of her blue bikini for the driver.
The driver was smiling as he opened the door for her. I think he was catching to our game by this time. He must have been knowing we were all trying to show for him. I was watching from inside the limo, watching to his face and he looked straight down her blouse and up her skirt too. Very naughty driver, this one! LOL
When we were driving, I saw this man looking at me again. From my position, he could see right up my short skirt and it took only a slight movement of my legs to show him all my red bikini bottom. This girl must confess to becoming sexually excited for knowing he was looking. Suddenly the naughty idea came to my head. Maybe, it was a bit from the champagne too. I reached down with my hand so my finger could pull my bikini to one side. Now with my shaved pussy and the angle of the light I was showing him everything.
“Kalki, what are you doing?” Sairu asked me.
“Looks like a free show for the driver,” Hansini laughed.
“He can see me now.... see my cunt,” I told them with a nervous giggle.
“Naughty!” Sairu said.
“But sexy too,” Hansini added.
“We should all do that as we get out,” Sairu suggested. “Have our bikini pulled to the side.”
“Ok!” Hansini agreed. “Let's do it.”
“I didn't intend going that far,” I told them.
“Sarvesh told us to have fun,” Hansini told us. “Let's have fun.”
The last one to be collected was Mandara, who lives much closer to Amita's house. She is larger in her chest than us, her breasts were almost bursting to escape from her tiny blouse and bikini top. There was another sexy show for the driver.
We told Mandara what we intended doing as we got out of the limo and she quickly agreed to join us too. Reaching up under her skirt to make a quick adjustment and she was ready too. She even lifted up her skirt to show us the effect. Both Sairu and Hansini gave us their pussy flash too. Of course, my pussy had continued being on display anyway.
By now we were almost there. It is only a very short drive down to the big house and the gate rolled open as we approached.
Once the driver of the limo opened the door for us, there more showing for him as we removed from the car. But this time each of us had our bikini bottom pulled aside so our shaved cunts could be seen by the driver. It was a sexy show and put us into an extremely naughty mood for whatever would be coming next.
Meanwhile, Amita came out of the gatehouse. She was dressed like us but as a maid, her uniform much sexier than a normal maid. It didn’t even look there was a bra under the blouse she was wearing. I noticed the driver checked her out as this maid gave him instructions to return to each house to collect the men and take them to the club.
“Why the club?” Sairu asked her. “Won’t the men be coming here?”
“Who said the men were coming here?”
I’d heard that before. Sarvesh had said that to me the night of his phone call. So, it seems Amita knew more of the plans these naughty men were making of us. Very sneaky men, making all this mischief. What were they up too?
Once the limo was gone and Amita had operated the huge steel gate, she returned to us to inform us of further instructions.
“Those bikini tops are no longer required,” she told us. “Go inside and take them off. Replace your blouses with nothing under.”
I knew this would be sexier for all of us. Without the bikini top, our breasts would be free to move under our blouse and also showing off our dark nipples through the white material. If we were not careful when we bent forward, a view might be seen of our entirely naked breasts. Much sexier but little did I know even sexier than that.
So soon us four were removing our blouse and bikini tops while Amita looked on. Then we slipped our blouses back on leaving them mostly unbuttoned to tie in a knot below the swelling of our chests. Of course, this did nothing towards any offered support, allowing our breasts to move freely under the white semi-see-through blouse. I viewed myself within a mirror to reveal how clearly my nipples were appearing. Oh, wow!
Once dressed, we returned to the family lounge to report to Amita and find out what our next instructions were to be.
“Sarvesh has four important business clients for dinner tonight,” Amita explained. “He is meeting them at the club right now. Your job is to help me with hosting them.”
It didn’t take much to figure out who these business clients were going to be. So, it appeared we were going to be having a role-playing fantasy evening. This girl could be ok for that.
“What does this hosting involve?” Hansini asked.
“Help me serving dinner first, then serving our guests during the evening.”
“What will we be serving them after the meal?” Mandara asked. “Drinks or us too?”
That brought a giggle from some of us.
“Whatever it takes to make our guests happy,” Amita replied.
“Girls! Looks like we’re going to get laid by some horny businessmen,” Hansini laughed looking at Sairu and me.
“We will do everything required to keep the guests happy,” I replied to Amita, trying to stay in my new role as hired hostess.
“That’s the one, Kalki,” she laughed. “But Hansini is right, I’m sure they will be fun too.”
Then in a low voice as if sharing a secret, “Well, I’m planning on lots of fun.”
“So, like I said, we have five horny businessmen with five willing maids. That sounds like fun,” Hansini said.
Which made us all laugh again.
It was at this point that their plan was revealed to us in more detail. But I’m going to let you readers find out about that later as our story is told.
We were busy with the preparations, for the dinner and then sat down for a quick dinner for ourselves. Amita thought that after dinner we might be so busy there might not to time for our own dinner.
Suddenly, Amita’s phone rang to say Sarvesh had arrived at the gate. She quickly went off to let them in. It is at this point that I (Kalki) must hand this story to the men to continue.
Hello from Businessman Hamza. (Written by Kim & Allan snr.)
I watched Kalki getting ready to leave. She wore that tiny Wicked Weasel bikini that Amita had helped her buy from Australia. I can remember being amazed when she first wore it for me. So tiny, the top barely covering her breasts, her nipple shapes clearly seen through the red material. Down below it was little more than a G-string, a strip of red barely covering her pussy with just a string down between the cheeks of her sexy behind. She looked totally hot wearing it but other than Sarvesh’s house I had no idea where she could wear such a tiny bikini in India.
That night, she was wearing it again as I watched her laying a very short black skirt and white blouse to go with it. That same tiny black skirt Kalki had worn when she met me for a meal to celebrate my new job. Story 238 Sexy Dinner Date.
That night there had been no panties at all under her skirt, tonight it was to be this red bikini bottom, not too much more than nothing.
She stepped into the skirt and pulled it up to fasten it tighter at her waist. Now the blouse was slipped on over her shoulders. A few buttons were fastened at the middle, the top left open and the bottom tied in a knot under her breasts. That was it! That was all she was going to go out wearing. That was so sexy I thought.
I would have liked to have seen the look of the limo driver’s face as he collected four women dressed like that. It would have been priceless I think.
Now let me get into my character.
Here I am, Hamza the businessman. I was in this town to do business with one of the most important men here. Sarvesh, yes, he is only known by his first name. Very unusual for here in India. That and the white suit made him stand out from other business leaders, I think. Sarvesh was an importer/exporter of goods to Australia and New Zealand. He also owned the local bank and some other business in this town. He had other business elsewhere I’ve heard too.
A limo picked me up from the place where I was staying and I met three other businessmen already in the car. We were being taken to this club/tourist hotel where we were to meet Sarvesh himself. I have heard he is also a part-owner in this place too.
We were shown to a private room overlooking the gardens and drinks were offered accompanied by finger snacks. The waiter said Sarvesh would be joining us soon. Of course, all of this was expected as we had been fully informed beforehand. Our plan was introductions over some drinks at this club before we relocated to Sarvesh’s house for dinner and the evening. We had been told we would be staying there that night. It would be expected our business discussions would take place the following day.
Sarvesh arrived and greeted us. He was dressed in his usual white suit with black trimming. A dress style designed to make him stand out in any group. Of course, he was polite and friendly, enquiring if our drinks and service were satisfactory but it was obvious, he was a man in command who took control as soon as he entered a room. There was some conversation between us concerning the night ahead of us but that was outside our characters so remains unsaid here.
Sarvesh did say that we were certain to enjoy the evening entertainment he had provided. But more about that later. After another drink, Sarvesh made a brief call to his wife to confirm they were ready with the evening meal. Then the five of us got into the limo that still waited outside.
Driving across the river and through the old town, we took a road up to a hill overlooking the area. The approach to his house was a huge steel gate. Sarvesh had called someone and as we approached, the gate rolled slowly open to allow us to enter. We were greeted by his house standing above us. A tall, three-story building, floodlights catching the white facade with, you guessed it, black detailing around the doors and windows. It was impressive, designed to be, proclaiming the owner to be wealthy and successful.
We had got out and the limo had turned around this impressive fountain and left. We were standing there looking at the building and almost naked ladies of the water statue when I heard the gate begin rolling shut. A woman came out of the gatehouse and began walking towards us.
She was dressed as a maid, but I’ve never seen a maid dressed like that. Mid-thigh boots, a very short black skirt and what didn’t even attempt to be a white apron in front. Above a bare mid-rift was a white blouse mostly held together with a knot tied under her breasts. It was clear by the gap down the middle and the dark patches of her nipples, that she was wearing nothing underneath. Damn! She was hot!
To our surprise, Sarvesh introduced her as Amita, his wife! Is that a surprise or what? She invited us into the house announcing that dinner was ready and then stood at the large double wooden door so we had to step close to her as we entered. The way she stood, resting back against the door, provocative to say the least, a pose intended to highlight her body, show off what she had got.
Sarvesh led us to go through to the formal dining room where a large table had been set for five places. While Sarvesh took the chair at the head, we took two seats on either side. Payam sat beside me and Jeevan and Mootie sat on the other side.
“Is sir ready for the meal to be served?” Amita asked from the door.
Sir? That was a bit formal for a wife I thought.
“Yes! Yes! Of course,” Sarvesh replied. “Please hurry, my guests are hungry.”
“Ok, girls,” Amita called behind her to the kitchen.
Soon four more women appeared, all dressed very similarly to Amita. As each was introduced, she would give a little curtsey, leaning forward so her tits gave a little wobble showing they were unrestrained under her blouse. Once the introductions were done, they soon returned and began serving what was to be the first course of our meal.
The servant who would be taking care of me had been introduced as Hansini. She looked a bit older than me but still a hot looking woman. Looked like a nice pair of tits through her semi-transparent blouse too. The tips of two nipples straining to get free. When she bent to reach something from the serving tray, from the front, there was a chance of catching view down her blouse from the front. Meanwhile from the back, her skirt lifted up to reveal a sexy ass with some tiny orange panties not much more than a string down the split between her cheeks. Oh! That was sexy, too! But then, it must be admitted, everything about this woman was sexy.
I also noticed one of the other servants called Kalki, she attracted my attention too. Since she was serving Mootie, the man opposite me, I could observe her in great detail. She seemed younger than her friends but still had what appeared to be a great body. Large dark nipples revealed through the white of her blouse too and when she bent over, wow! I got a view of some red panties similar to those Hansini was wearing. Tiny panties pulled into the crack between her ass cheeks. Totally hot!
To be honest, I thought all five women to be attractive and sexy. Sarvesh, caught me looking at them and smiled.
“Admiring my harem?” he asked me.
“Sexy girls,” I replied.
“Wait until you see what they do next,” he smiled.
I was intrigued. What did he mean by that?
Soon it was time for the second course. The five women returned with their serving trollies and began taking our used plates away to be replaced with the plates of the second course. What was different this time was that their blouses were gone.
Before I had been certain they had all bare under their blouses but now without their blouses, they were left wearing tiny bikini tops that really only attempted to hide a strip down the centre of their breasts to hide their nipples. These bikini tops matched their tiny panties so looks like they were wearing bikini bottoms rather than panties.
Nice show! Sarvesh was right, things were getting sexier. I think all of us men were watching as the women moved around the table, serving our food and offering drinks. I must confess to more of my attention on the women than the food.
When the girls appeared with our next course their skirts were gone, leaving them wearing nothing but the tiny halves of their sexy bikinis. Oh, now, things were really getting sexy, wow! Now we could see their entire bikini, so sexy. I realised just how tiny they were. Swim-wear designed to enhance and display rather than hide.
“How many more courses?” Mootie asked.
“Two,” Sarvesh replied.
“Does that mean, one for the bikini tops and one for their bikini bottoms?”
“You need to wait and see,” Sarvesh replied with a grin. I sure he was feeling very happy with how things were going. It sure looked like it.
When the girls returned with the second to last course, they were topless, each showing beautiful breasts, exposed for our pleasure. I got a good close up of Hansini’s breasts as she leaned forward to place a dish in front of me. Lovely breasts, a slight jiggle as she moved, crowned with those dark hard nipples that looked as if they were asking to be sucked.
Being served by five beautiful topless women. Very nice! I looked around to check out the other women too. All openly displaying their lovely charms. I loved comparing their breasts and nipples, from Mandara who was larger to Amita who was smaller with Hansini, Sairu and Kalki somewhere between. Some had darker flesh like Mandara while some were lighter like Hansini but all very beautiful women, confident in their near nakedness.
I felt bold enough to reach out and give her breast a feel and to my surprise, she stopped to allow me. Becoming bolder still, my hand contacted to her nipple, feeling it between my fingers.
Now, came the last course, brought in by five completely naked women. When I said completely naked, I meant it, even their pussies completely shaved too. What a show that was.
‘Oh,’ I thought, ‘This evening was getting sexier as it went on.’
I was again watching as the women served. This time my attention was attracted to what could be seen between their thighs. Without even minimal covering of hair, their cunt lips were openly displayed. I noticed their lips appeared larger and split too, almost as if these women were turned-on sexually by displaying to us.
I later heard that after the topless course, they had returned to the kitchen and removed their bikini bottoms. Then for a few minutes, they were all giving themselves some pussy treatment. Using their fingers to get their pussies wet and cunt lips enlarged. Now, it appeared, these women were turned-on, ready for some hot sex.
When they returned naked with the last course, their cunt lips were excited and open, that added to the sexual attraction for us guys. What man doesn’t like the idea of a woman excited and ready for him to take and fuck?
Before the meal, the girls had taken our jackets. Now they were standing behind us to remove our ties and undo the top few buttons of our shirts. As Hansini did, I felt some naked breasts pressing against the back of my head.
The meal was finished now but I was still relaxing at the table when Hansini was standing behind me. She leant against me so her breasts were pressing to my back. Her arms went around me as her head was close to my head. I felt her close to me, I could smell some sweet scent she was wearing, and then felt her lips touch my neck and ears. She was making little nibbles, much as I would have done during lovemaking. It seemed strange that this woman might do this, far more than the expected duties of a servant girl, but felt very good too.
By now, what she was doing was so nice that my eyes had to close. I felt one of her hands leave my chest and go straight down to the front of my trousers. She was feeling me there and found a hard something to feel.
“You must be so uncomfortable with all those clothes. May I help take them off for you?” Hansini asked me.
Well, I sure all you men know the answer to that one. If a sexy, naked woman asked if she can help take your clothes off, of course, you graciously accept her generous offer.
First, she began by undoing the rest of my shirt, her hands steadily moving lower and lower down my body as each button came loose. Once my shirt was open, she continued to undo the clip and zip of my trousers. Her hand went down inside my pants, holding and feeling my erect cock and then pulling it out into the open.
“Mmmm, nice,” she whispered in my ear at the sight of it.
“Thanks,” I replied, not sure what else to say.
“I can't wait to try it.”
“I want you too, honey,” I told her.
She gave a giggle. “Then, let's do something about it?”
That was bold of her. Obviously, a woman who knew what she wanted and was ready to do what it took to get it. She pulled at me, getting me to turn in my seat towards her. She was on her knees before me now, between my open legs as her hands reached for my cock again. Both hands this time, one going for my shaft and the other going for my balls.
I was watching her again now. Watching how with expert ease she was running her tongue over the head of my cock. She was watching me too. Her eyes were watching and I knew reading my face. She was looking for a sign of how I was enjoying what she was doing. Oh, I was enjoying alright. What she was doing to my cock felt amazing.
I loved the way she worked over me. I watched how her soft wet tongue, slide across the head of my cock, running around and over me. Here was a woman who really knew what she was doing.
Still holding my shaft with one hand, her mouth opened and I watched her lips approach the head of my cock. I could see how her mouth stretched wide to take me and watched the head of my cock slip into her mouth. If what she was doing with her tongue felt amazing then what she was doing now was totally awesome. It was breathtaking, took my breath away.
Her lips closed around my cock and she began to suck. As she did, her hand gripping my shaft, began to pump in time to her sucking. It surprised me that she didn’t take me that deep, just not much more than my head in her mouth but that was working for me now.
She was watching me again too, her eyes never leaving my face. Yes, this was a woman who really knew how to suck cock to get the best out of a man.
We continued like that for a while, her sucking and pumping me. From time to time her mouth left the head and run down the length of my cock, nibbling and licking her way down my shaft to my balls, taking each one for a brief suck before returning to suck my cock head again.
Much more of this and I knew I would be getting there. But as I said, this woman knew exactly what she was doing to me. She knew if she continued, I would be cumming. Suddenly she stopped and I gave a moan of disappointment.
She laughed as she gave my thigh a slap. “Slow down tiger. Let’s get you naked first.”
As I stood up, she pulled down and removed my trousers and shorts. Then standing up she removed the shirt from my shoulders. Now I was as naked as she was.
I looked around at others at the table and discovered they were all playing now. Two were getting blow jobs like I had got. Payam and Amita were gone somewhere else to play. Across the table from us, Kalki was now sitting on the table and a naked Mootie was sitting between her legs eating her pussy. I wanted to try that too.
“I want to eat you,” I told Hansini.
She smiled at that. Looked across at Mootie and Kalki and then said, “Ok!”
I shifted so she could get up on the table. Plates her pushed out of the way and then with my help we lifted her so she was sitting on the edge of the table. I sat back down and pulled my seat forward so my face was between her legs, directly on from of her pussy. For a moment I stopped to view her up close. She didn't rush me, just allowing me the chance to enjoy.
What a great looking pussy. Like the other four women, Hansini was smoothly shaven so the lips of her cunt could be clearly seen. In this position, it was even more revealing if that could be possible. She had her thighs wide open, presenting me with all her pussy secrets right down to the hole of her ass. Her cunt lips were swollen and split. You could see her excited state, glinting drops of cum juice, with the inner lips sticking out.
I reached for her with my hand, my fingers touching her to run my fingertips down the length of her lips. She felt that, giving a gentle moan. With my next downward stroke, my fingers pressed in deeper. She was so wet and ready. Lovely!
I reached in with my other hand, going down towards the bottom of her cunt lips and pressing in. She opened with ease for my fingers, allowing me to push all the way in. Soon the finger fucking I was giving her allowed me to use three fingers. While I did that, I continued to use the fingers of my first hand on her upper lips.
I was taking my time with her, watching how her sexual excitement was building. I could see this was getting to her. Hear the gentle moans she was giving, see how juicy she was becoming and feel the little humps her pussy made at my hands. Soon I decided she was ready to take further.
My fingers moved so they were each side of her cunt lips and I gently pulled at the flesh. Her lips parted, exposing the wet flesh from inside. I could see the swollen inner lips, the open hole where she takes a cock, the little nub with its slit where her piss comes from and at the point where her lips met at the top, there was her swollen clitty.
I leaned forward with my head so my tongue could reach her. I felt the shudder her body gave at the upward lick I gave along the wet inner flesh. At first, it was just running my tongue over the soft exposed flesh. Feeling and exploring all of her cunt with my tongue. Next, I moved lower to lick at the bottom of her cunt, pressing my tongue into her love tunnel. Pressing in as far as I could reach.
After a short while, I moved further up to about the centre to the tiny nub of her piss hole. I found that hard too as I licked around and over it, much as a woman might lick over the tip of my cock.
She was moaning regularly now and I decided it was time to take her the whole way. My tongue moved higher to her clitty. It was hard and ready for me. My tongue made direct contact with the little nob, running my wet tongue against the wetness of her pussy juice. Her body gave another shudder and she gave a deep moan.
While my fingers had pressed into her cunt hole again, I pressed in closer with my mouth. Opening my lips slightly, I allowed her clitty to slip between them. Taking her like this I could give her little sucks.
Oh wow! Did that do the trick? She burst into a cum almost instantly. It was a big one, sending powerful surges through her body as she cried out. She slipped from my lips as she cum but it didn’t matter by then. She was under orgasm. As she fell back against the table, a few dishes were knocked over. I just managed to grab a half-empty wine bottle before that was sent flying to the floor.
I heard that deep throaty, female moan and looked up from Hansini’s pussy. On the other side, Kalki was sitting on the table, her thighs open and wrapped around Mootie’s hips. It was clear he was giving her a good fucking and she was enjoying every minute of his big cock too. Sounded like she was also there too.
Hansini had noticed that Payam and Amita were gone. When I told her they went to another room, she quickly suggested we join them. So we left the dining room with my arm around her as we went through to another part of the house where the family lounge was.
I did manage a good feel of her sexy ass as she walked beside me too. She giggled at that, pressing her ass back against my hand, making it even more spectacular than it usually was. I ran my fingers down the crack, feeling her bum hole before going down further to a very wet pussy.
She stopped and turned towards me, her arms going around me to pull our bodies together. Hansini’s head came forward and our lips met. I felt her tongue pressing and opened my lips to allow her. Our lips met in the dance of love, wrapping around and over each other.
Amazing! This woman really knew how to kiss.
When we finally reached this private lounge, the others were already there, fully involved in the love-games too.
Hi from Mootie (In character as visiting businessman.) (Written mainly by Reshma & Rajah.)
At the special dinner at Sarvesh’s grand house, I was sitting opposite my friend Hamza. Like him, I was also watching the beautiful women serving us. I was enjoying how with each course they were removing more and more of their sexy ‘uniforms.’ I was watching the woman who was serving Hamza, Hansini she had been introduced as. I saw the playful pats she gave him, contact that should never happen between a guest and servant. But then, it must be agreed, this was no normal situation.
I also saw the quick squeeze Hamza gave Hansini’s breast when she returned to the table topless. And I heard the giggle she gave, almost slipping out of character at that point. Ha! Ha!
But my attraction was also drawn to the young woman serving me. She was a little beauty too, a real little hottie. I loved the outfit she was wearing and how course by course her undressing led to her wearing just that sexy red bikini. Now that was a sight to behold. How that tiny bikini barely hid the charms of her body. The top barely covering her breasts other than a strip over her nipples in the middle. The bottom, not much more than a tiny triangle between her thighs that made me wonder how close her cunt was from being seen. The back view was almost nothing more than a string down between the cheeks of her ass. Sexy ass too, I must add.
She was playing to me as well. Ensuring that she was touching me as she placed or removed items from the table. I also noticed that friendly pat on my thigh, higher up my leg that was proper, almost touching my cock. She was making it clear that she was ready to play.
So, for that course, when she came out wearing that tiny bikini I decided it was time to play too. When she was reaching over to remove a dish from the table, my hand came up to her ass, running a finger down the split between her cheeks. She didn’t protest or try to stop me, just gave her ass a little wiggle at that. For a moment she stood there, allowing me my play so I took the chance to go for more.
While one hand was still on her ass, I turned partly towards her so my other hand could come into action. That hand went for her front, the tiny red triangle between her thighs. My fingers wrapped over the bold little mound of her pussy. Nice. I was looking forward to seeing more and doing more with that tight little pussy.
I notice some of the other guys were having a bit of touching too.
Now came the next course where the girls returned topless. Kalki came back topless too. I loved her tits. Not large ones but not small either. About just right for the size of her body. The swelling mounds of soft smooth flesh giving a slight jiggle as she moved. It loved the nipples too, darker than the surrounding flesh, standing out erect like little bullets. Oh nice, just ready for sucking I thought.
She leaned over beside me to place a dish in front of me and I took the chance to bring my hand up for a quick tittie feel before she pulled back calling me a naughty boy.
When the last course came, like the other four women, Kalki returned naked. She looked great like that too. Like the other women, her pussy was completely shaven. I could see the split, deep down between her thighs, just before her pussy disappeared between her legs.
All the women looked great like that. As they walked, their thighs opened and closed, revealing more or less of their cunts. But of course, being shaved like that, always they would show some cunt from the front.
As Kalki placed my plate in front of me, she moved in close beside me. I reached up between her thighs, my fingers giving a rub directly on her cunt. She didn’t protest but gave a giggle at that, standing still to allow me a short play. It was then that I discovered the wetness there. I realised that all the women might be the same, turned on by the sexy show and teasing they had been performing for us men.
This course, like the others, had been quite small. I think it was the girls' intention to delight us with a progression of flavours rather than give us a huge meal. With the sex they obviously had planned of us, the last thing we needed was a big meal. I noticed that this time the women had stayed to watch us. Once the food was finished, they were ready for the next step.
Kalki got me to stand and she began to strip me. It was interesting to have this smaller woman doing that to me. She seemed to know exactly what she was doing and soon had me like her, completely naked. I think the plan was for her to go down on me, to eat me, get me hard. But there was no need for that because with what this evening had been so far, I was hard and erect already.
I think at that moment, I broke into her plan and took over from her. I pushed back some of the plates in front of me and turned back towards her. She was standing there a bit confused like she was losing the plot. Ha! Ha! Grasping her by her waist, I lifted her. She gave a little squeal of surprised as I placing her bum on the cold surface of the table. Sitting back in front of her, my hands pulled her thighs apart as my mouth went in for her pussy.
In that position, she was open and revealed for me. Her cunt could be fully viewed in all its glory, all the way down to her tiny puckered ass-hole. I reached in with my fingers to rub over her wet lips again with brought a soft moan of pleasure from her. I moved my other hand in so I could pull back her lips from each side and open her up.
Oh, what a beautiful sight that was. The soft, smooth of her pussy area, much lighter than other parts of Kalki’s body. A deep honey brown compared to the black/ brown of her cunt lips. Those lips pulled back to reveal the dark inner lips that were also split to reveal some pink flesh, bright against the darkness of her lips. Lovely, a delight to observe but you will know, I wasn’t just there to view the scenery. Both Kalki and I wanted and expected more.
I went in with my mouth, tasting the flavour of her cum juice as I touched her. My tongue was sliding along the soft wetness between her lips as I gave her a few long licks. I heard her give a soft moan in response. I loved how wet and ready she was, how sexually excited she was. I then began making little nibbles against the flesh of her pussy lips, grabbing them with my lips and giving little pulls at them. It was looking that she liked it too.
Soon her pussy was giving little humps at me as if she was ready for more than just my mouth and tongue. Well, if that is what the little lady wanted, who was I to deny her.
I pulled back, withdrawing my mouth from contact with her. For a moment I view her pussy delights again before pushing my chair back so I could stand in front of her. With the height of the table, her pussy was about the same level as my cock and I realised it would be easy to take her like that.
As I stepped close to her, my hand took my cock to guide it into her. She had opened her eyes when I’d stopped eating her and was watching me. When she realised I was about to fuck her, she gave a big smile.
“Oh, yes!” she gasped.
I saw her look up at my face so I asked her, “You want my cock now?”
“Fuck me, Mootie!”
I heard the soft moan as I pressed my cock between her lips, opening her up as I did. We were both looking down now, both watching as my cock entered her. It was a great view as I could see how her cunt lips opened to wrap around my cock shaft. I could see how my cock was sliding in deep and then pulling back from her to try again. Just a few thrusts and I was going in deep.
Kalki is a smaller girl and so it felt good fucking her. So small and tight. She has a great pussy and it was apparent she loves it full of cock. As I thrust into her, I held her tightly by her hips to stop her bum sliding around on the polished table. We continued like this for a while with her giving little moans with each stroke urging me to go faster but that was a bit difficult considering the position we were in.
As we continued it was becoming clear she was getting enough anyway without me going faster. That tight pussy, the way it was gripping my cock was doing it to me as well. Suddenly, I realised I was going to orgasm so I decided to push her over first if I could. My hand reached down between us and I gave her clitty a few hard rubs.
Oh, did that work well? Her body stiffened as she cried out. Was that a cry or moan? Sounded a bit of both. Her body trembled and shuddered as she reached forward to wrap her arms around me and hold me in deep.
The fact we stopped didn't worry me. The way her pussy had reacted as she orgasmed had done the trick for me too. My cum burst from me, filling her cunt as I pumped inside her.
I decided we should move somewhere better, somewhere more comfortable. So, pulling out of her, I reached to lift Kalki off the table and then she followed me through to the family lounge in the other wing of the house.
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We arrived in the lounge to find Sairu and Sarvesh already there. He was sitting on one of the couches and she was sitting over him fucking him. We went to the other couch across the coffee table from them. For a moment we sat and watched. From where we were, we could see Sarvesh’s cock, how he was deep inside her wet cunt, sliding in and out as she fucked him.
Soon, the woman beside me had reached for my cock. While we were watching those other two fucking, Kalki was rubbing me hard again because after what happened on the dining table I had softened a bit. Now I was growing the full-blown erection again.
I lay back full-length on the couch and Kalki lay on top of me. That is how we did it with her on top fucking me. This is a nice position, even if she was controlling the fucking process. We made the good sex and not long after she had cum again. I didn't make it that time, I was saving myself for what I hoped would be happening later.
But it had been good sex, very energetic sex and left us breathless. We move back to a sitting position and while we recovered we watched across the room.
Kalki - Orgy Fun. (Written by Mary.)
We were finished for a while now and we're sitting watching others in the room. Across on the other couch, Sairu was with Sarvesh. She was sitting with her back to him, facing the room while she fucked him. It was a sexy scene as from where we were, we could see everything including how his cock was entered into her. Her cunt openly displayed and how her tits jiggled as she fucked him.
“Come on,” I said, standing and reaching to pull Mootie up. “Let's join them.”
“Are you sure?” he hesitated.
“Yes, it will be fun.”
“Ok,” he agreed as he stood up still a bit reluctantly.
We went over and sat down each side of them. while I reached out for Sairu’s breast, touching and caressing her nipple, Mootie held back to watch what I did. Soon he decided to join me as he brought his lips down Sairu's nipple and began to lick and sucking. I decided to join in too by sucking Sairu's other nipple. Meanwhile, Mootie moved his hand down to rub over Sairu’s clitty, so I reached down between Sairu's legs to begin playing, the tickling of Sarvesh’s balls.
I think it helped them both do good orgasms. I heard Sairu gasping and then cry out. Moments later Sarvesh gave a moan too as his cock gave a huge jerk inside her. I could watch a few more jerking as he pumping his man-juice into her.
Still, in the same position, Sarvesh had slipped out of her cunt but I wasn't finished with the playing of her yet. I began rubbing over Sairu's pussy which by this time had begun leaking some of Sarvesh's man-juice but this soon became more so I ended up finger fucking Sairu. I must add that I got a bit carried away by it and become too excited myself. I was giving her a very rough time, finger fucking until suddenly she cums again. This was a big one, the mother one you might say with even squirting too. Both Mootie and I were caught with some of it as she just let drive and made quite a mess.
It must have been really good for her because she was left exhausted. We left them to recover while moving on to be with other people. It had become a very sexual evening, an orgy you could be saying.
Two highlights stand out for me. First, the way I was sucking Sarvesh while Jeevan was fucking me from behind. It was near the end of the evening and others like Amita joined in to reach under and play with my tits. I ended with another good cum from that.
Very late at night, maybe what you will call morning, I had a girl-on-girl session with Hansini. The coffee table was lifted away and the men were watching while we put on a sexy show for them. Not really dancing and not really cuddling but very sexual. It was turning us on again. I do not usually play with women very much but it seems during that evening I did a lot more of it.
What happened was Hansini came up and wrapped her arms around where I was standing to watch. Her breasts came against mine and her lips met mine it what became a very deep kiss. We moved with each other, danced with each other until she broke from me, pulling me down to the floor.
Lying back, she had opened her legs to invite me to her pussy. I went in to feel her with my fingers before going in with my mouth. She was so wet, partly from her natural juice and partly from the men she had been with. I could see man-juice leaking from her and went in with my tongue to lick it up. She gave a deep moan at the touch.
“Come on, Kalki,” she was saying. “Let’s do a 69.”
I knew of this way and as I lay down on top of her, I turned so my pussy was presenting to her mouth and my mouth could reach her pussy. Someone had put a cushion under her head so she could reach me with more comfort. Then she was eating at me, tongue licking my cunt lips and sucking at them too. Like her I was wet from sex I had been having and male cum I had received. With her face close below me like that, she became quite a mess.
For me, I was pulling open her cunt lips with my fingers and going in with my tongue and mouth. She was so horny and ready that soon her pussy was humping back at me. Lifting my head slightly, I went for her clitty and brought her to a major orgasm.
Then I lay on top of her while she finished me too. Yes, that must be said was another highlight of the evening. Well, it was for me at least.
To be continued.
“Ok,” I agreed.
I was left a bit surprised at him, about his attitude because he didn’t seem concerned about what was happening. In fact, he seemed very relaxing by about this. It was almost as if he knew more about what was going on. But since he had firmly ended the conversation and wouldn’t answer any more questions, I didn’t want to annoy to ask him further.
Next morning, I got a call from my friend Sairu. So it seems she got a similar call from Sarvesh and were given the same instructions. Being told how she and Payam were to dress and that women and men would be going to separate cars.
“What is going on?” she asked me.
“I don’t know,” I replied.
“It was funny,” she said. “Payam took the phone but gave to me for talking to Sarvesh. I also was feeling he knew more about it.”
“Are these men up to their games again?”
She giggled and said, “Could be. We will know tonight.”
“Are you going to dress sexy?” I asked her.
“Of course,” she replied. “It will be naughty showing my tiny bikini under my short skirt.”
“So he told you to flash the driver too?”
“Yes, Kalki. And I'm going to make it a good one. My tiny bikini hardly hides my cunt.”
“So is mine. Just a strip down the middle,” I said as we burst out laughing.
With us both laughing at that, the conversation ended.
At precisely 7pm the limousine pulled up at our house. We heard a knock that there was a driver at the door. I turned to Hamza, to give him a quick hug and he walked me to the door. I must admit he looked smart, handsome all dressed up like that. His trousers and coat matched with his best shirt and a tie. He finished with polished black shoes. He had also seen me wearing the tiny bikini with the tied shirt and tiny skirt showing so much thigh.
As I reached up to straighten his tie, I said, “You look very handsome, Hamza.”
He replied, “You look totally sexy too, Honey.”
“Thanks,” I replied leaning to give him a quick kiss.
His arm went around me as he grabbed me again. I felt my body pulled hard against his. This could have got serious but there came another knocking at the door.
“Hamza, I have to go,” I said, breaking from him. “The driver is here.”
“The limo driver is going to enjoy that,” he said.
“Why the driver?”
“When you show off getting into the limo.”
“Showing off?”
“Yes, Sarvesh wants you to show off your tiny bikini bottom as you get into the limo.”
“I know,” I said.
But how did he know that? I clearly remembered I hadn’t told him that part of my instructions from Sarvesh. Yes, now I was sure these men were in on this too. Or at least knew more than they were willing to telling us. Yes, I was confirmed, there could be no doubts, these men were up to their mischief with us again.
“So, are you going to flash the driver?”
“Not flash. Just show a bit of bikini.”
“He’ll see it like a flash.”
“I expect he will,” I laughed as I opened the door.
“Make it good,” he said with a smile. “I'll be watching from the window.”
That was interesting. I got the idea my husband was getting as excited about my flashing the driver as I was feeling.
I noticed the driver was not any I had seen employed by Amita and Sarvesh. The car was not one of their cars either. It was a large limo, one of those stretched long types. I saw how he checked me out as I approached the car. He was standing holding the door to the back open for me. I remembered Sarvesh said to give him a show so for a moment I bent forward to enter the car, I ensured him a grand view down between my breasts. I felt the top of my blouse fall away and knew my breasts barely covered with my tiny bikini top was being viewed by this man.
Then, as I sat on the seat and lifted my first leg in, he got the view as my short skirt pulled up, the full view my red bikini who could hardly hide my pussy. Not as sexy as I had done with my husband when I was without the panties but still very sexy. But by stretching my legs more apart, I knew the tiny bikini would be pulled tightly over my cunt lips but showing some bare flesh on each side. I had the feeling he was viewing that but was purpose not to look at him so pretending it was the accident.
A quick glance at his face told me he had seen my flash.
Hansini was next since she also lived on the other side of the river. Her little show involved an orange bikini, showing some of the top and bottom for him. It must have been sexy for the driver again for Hansini is a beautiful woman too.
During the trip back across the river, we were discussing what was going on. She confirmed she had been told to dress exactly like me and their husbands to dress up formal coats. She also confirmed she was certain Mootie knew what was going on but he wouldn’t tell her anything.
There was an open bottle of champagne sitting in an ice bucket. Hansini poured us each a glass and had two glasses for the other women. When she had got into the limo, I had shifted to a position where I could be seen by the driver. There was a soft light in the back so I knew he could see me but I could only see him when an oncoming car light highlighted his face. Yes, I was aware he was looking at me and 'accidentally' sat so he could see up my skirt again as I involved in my conversations with Hansini.
We crossed over the river and our next stop was to pick-up my friend Sairu. I think the driver would have found her house better if he had been looking at the road more and not at up my skirt. At last, we got there and she was quick to come out. Sairu, getting in the car was another good view of her blue bikini for the driver.
The driver was smiling as he opened the door for her. I think he was catching to our game by this time. He must have been knowing we were all trying to show for him. I was watching from inside the limo, watching to his face and he looked straight down her blouse and up her skirt too. Very naughty driver, this one! LOL
When we were driving, I saw this man looking at me again. From my position, he could see right up my short skirt and it took only a slight movement of my legs to show him all my red bikini bottom. This girl must confess to becoming sexually excited for knowing he was looking. Suddenly the naughty idea came to my head. Maybe, it was a bit from the champagne too. I reached down with my hand so my finger could pull my bikini to one side. Now with my shaved pussy and the angle of the light I was showing him everything.
“Kalki, what are you doing?” Sairu asked me.
“Looks like a free show for the driver,” Hansini laughed.
“He can see me now.... see my cunt,” I told them with a nervous giggle.
“Naughty!” Sairu said.
“But sexy too,” Hansini added.
“We should all do that as we get out,” Sairu suggested. “Have our bikini pulled to the side.”
“Ok!” Hansini agreed. “Let's do it.”
“I didn't intend going that far,” I told them.
“Sarvesh told us to have fun,” Hansini told us. “Let's have fun.”
The last one to be collected was Mandara, who lives much closer to Amita's house. She is larger in her chest than us, her breasts were almost bursting to escape from her tiny blouse and bikini top. There was another sexy show for the driver.
We told Mandara what we intended doing as we got out of the limo and she quickly agreed to join us too. Reaching up under her skirt to make a quick adjustment and she was ready too. She even lifted up her skirt to show us the effect. Both Sairu and Hansini gave us their pussy flash too. Of course, my pussy had continued being on display anyway.
By now we were almost there. It is only a very short drive down to the big house and the gate rolled open as we approached.
Once the driver of the limo opened the door for us, there more showing for him as we removed from the car. But this time each of us had our bikini bottom pulled aside so our shaved cunts could be seen by the driver. It was a sexy show and put us into an extremely naughty mood for whatever would be coming next.
Meanwhile, Amita came out of the gatehouse. She was dressed like us but as a maid, her uniform much sexier than a normal maid. It didn’t even look there was a bra under the blouse she was wearing. I noticed the driver checked her out as this maid gave him instructions to return to each house to collect the men and take them to the club.
“Why the club?” Sairu asked her. “Won’t the men be coming here?”
“Who said the men were coming here?”
I’d heard that before. Sarvesh had said that to me the night of his phone call. So, it seems Amita knew more of the plans these naughty men were making of us. Very sneaky men, making all this mischief. What were they up too?
Once the limo was gone and Amita had operated the huge steel gate, she returned to us to inform us of further instructions.
“Those bikini tops are no longer required,” she told us. “Go inside and take them off. Replace your blouses with nothing under.”
I knew this would be sexier for all of us. Without the bikini top, our breasts would be free to move under our blouse and also showing off our dark nipples through the white material. If we were not careful when we bent forward, a view might be seen of our entirely naked breasts. Much sexier but little did I know even sexier than that.
So soon us four were removing our blouse and bikini tops while Amita looked on. Then we slipped our blouses back on leaving them mostly unbuttoned to tie in a knot below the swelling of our chests. Of course, this did nothing towards any offered support, allowing our breasts to move freely under the white semi-see-through blouse. I viewed myself within a mirror to reveal how clearly my nipples were appearing. Oh, wow!
Once dressed, we returned to the family lounge to report to Amita and find out what our next instructions were to be.
“Sarvesh has four important business clients for dinner tonight,” Amita explained. “He is meeting them at the club right now. Your job is to help me with hosting them.”
It didn’t take much to figure out who these business clients were going to be. So, it appeared we were going to be having a role-playing fantasy evening. This girl could be ok for that.
“What does this hosting involve?” Hansini asked.
“Help me serving dinner first, then serving our guests during the evening.”
“What will we be serving them after the meal?” Mandara asked. “Drinks or us too?”
That brought a giggle from some of us.
“Whatever it takes to make our guests happy,” Amita replied.
“Girls! Looks like we’re going to get laid by some horny businessmen,” Hansini laughed looking at Sairu and me.
“We will do everything required to keep the guests happy,” I replied to Amita, trying to stay in my new role as hired hostess.
“That’s the one, Kalki,” she laughed. “But Hansini is right, I’m sure they will be fun too.”
Then in a low voice as if sharing a secret, “Well, I’m planning on lots of fun.”
“So, like I said, we have five horny businessmen with five willing maids. That sounds like fun,” Hansini said.
Which made us all laugh again.
It was at this point that their plan was revealed to us in more detail. But I’m going to let you readers find out about that later as our story is told.
We were busy with the preparations, for the dinner and then sat down for a quick dinner for ourselves. Amita thought that after dinner we might be so busy there might not to time for our own dinner.
Suddenly, Amita’s phone rang to say Sarvesh had arrived at the gate. She quickly went off to let them in. It is at this point that I (Kalki) must hand this story to the men to continue.
Hello from Businessman Hamza. (Written by Kim & Allan snr.)
I watched Kalki getting ready to leave. She wore that tiny Wicked Weasel bikini that Amita had helped her buy from Australia. I can remember being amazed when she first wore it for me. So tiny, the top barely covering her breasts, her nipple shapes clearly seen through the red material. Down below it was little more than a G-string, a strip of red barely covering her pussy with just a string down between the cheeks of her sexy behind. She looked totally hot wearing it but other than Sarvesh’s house I had no idea where she could wear such a tiny bikini in India.
That night, she was wearing it again as I watched her laying a very short black skirt and white blouse to go with it. That same tiny black skirt Kalki had worn when she met me for a meal to celebrate my new job. Story 238 Sexy Dinner Date.
That night there had been no panties at all under her skirt, tonight it was to be this red bikini bottom, not too much more than nothing.
She stepped into the skirt and pulled it up to fasten it tighter at her waist. Now the blouse was slipped on over her shoulders. A few buttons were fastened at the middle, the top left open and the bottom tied in a knot under her breasts. That was it! That was all she was going to go out wearing. That was so sexy I thought.
I would have liked to have seen the look of the limo driver’s face as he collected four women dressed like that. It would have been priceless I think.
Now let me get into my character.
Here I am, Hamza the businessman. I was in this town to do business with one of the most important men here. Sarvesh, yes, he is only known by his first name. Very unusual for here in India. That and the white suit made him stand out from other business leaders, I think. Sarvesh was an importer/exporter of goods to Australia and New Zealand. He also owned the local bank and some other business in this town. He had other business elsewhere I’ve heard too.
A limo picked me up from the place where I was staying and I met three other businessmen already in the car. We were being taken to this club/tourist hotel where we were to meet Sarvesh himself. I have heard he is also a part-owner in this place too.
We were shown to a private room overlooking the gardens and drinks were offered accompanied by finger snacks. The waiter said Sarvesh would be joining us soon. Of course, all of this was expected as we had been fully informed beforehand. Our plan was introductions over some drinks at this club before we relocated to Sarvesh’s house for dinner and the evening. We had been told we would be staying there that night. It would be expected our business discussions would take place the following day.
Sarvesh arrived and greeted us. He was dressed in his usual white suit with black trimming. A dress style designed to make him stand out in any group. Of course, he was polite and friendly, enquiring if our drinks and service were satisfactory but it was obvious, he was a man in command who took control as soon as he entered a room. There was some conversation between us concerning the night ahead of us but that was outside our characters so remains unsaid here.
Sarvesh did say that we were certain to enjoy the evening entertainment he had provided. But more about that later. After another drink, Sarvesh made a brief call to his wife to confirm they were ready with the evening meal. Then the five of us got into the limo that still waited outside.
Driving across the river and through the old town, we took a road up to a hill overlooking the area. The approach to his house was a huge steel gate. Sarvesh had called someone and as we approached, the gate rolled slowly open to allow us to enter. We were greeted by his house standing above us. A tall, three-story building, floodlights catching the white facade with, you guessed it, black detailing around the doors and windows. It was impressive, designed to be, proclaiming the owner to be wealthy and successful.
We had got out and the limo had turned around this impressive fountain and left. We were standing there looking at the building and almost naked ladies of the water statue when I heard the gate begin rolling shut. A woman came out of the gatehouse and began walking towards us.
She was dressed as a maid, but I’ve never seen a maid dressed like that. Mid-thigh boots, a very short black skirt and what didn’t even attempt to be a white apron in front. Above a bare mid-rift was a white blouse mostly held together with a knot tied under her breasts. It was clear by the gap down the middle and the dark patches of her nipples, that she was wearing nothing underneath. Damn! She was hot!
To our surprise, Sarvesh introduced her as Amita, his wife! Is that a surprise or what? She invited us into the house announcing that dinner was ready and then stood at the large double wooden door so we had to step close to her as we entered. The way she stood, resting back against the door, provocative to say the least, a pose intended to highlight her body, show off what she had got.
Sarvesh led us to go through to the formal dining room where a large table had been set for five places. While Sarvesh took the chair at the head, we took two seats on either side. Payam sat beside me and Jeevan and Mootie sat on the other side.
“Is sir ready for the meal to be served?” Amita asked from the door.
Sir? That was a bit formal for a wife I thought.
“Yes! Yes! Of course,” Sarvesh replied. “Please hurry, my guests are hungry.”
“Ok, girls,” Amita called behind her to the kitchen.
Soon four more women appeared, all dressed very similarly to Amita. As each was introduced, she would give a little curtsey, leaning forward so her tits gave a little wobble showing they were unrestrained under her blouse. Once the introductions were done, they soon returned and began serving what was to be the first course of our meal.
The servant who would be taking care of me had been introduced as Hansini. She looked a bit older than me but still a hot looking woman. Looked like a nice pair of tits through her semi-transparent blouse too. The tips of two nipples straining to get free. When she bent to reach something from the serving tray, from the front, there was a chance of catching view down her blouse from the front. Meanwhile from the back, her skirt lifted up to reveal a sexy ass with some tiny orange panties not much more than a string down the split between her cheeks. Oh! That was sexy, too! But then, it must be admitted, everything about this woman was sexy.
I also noticed one of the other servants called Kalki, she attracted my attention too. Since she was serving Mootie, the man opposite me, I could observe her in great detail. She seemed younger than her friends but still had what appeared to be a great body. Large dark nipples revealed through the white of her blouse too and when she bent over, wow! I got a view of some red panties similar to those Hansini was wearing. Tiny panties pulled into the crack between her ass cheeks. Totally hot!
To be honest, I thought all five women to be attractive and sexy. Sarvesh, caught me looking at them and smiled.
“Admiring my harem?” he asked me.
“Sexy girls,” I replied.
“Wait until you see what they do next,” he smiled.
I was intrigued. What did he mean by that?
Soon it was time for the second course. The five women returned with their serving trollies and began taking our used plates away to be replaced with the plates of the second course. What was different this time was that their blouses were gone.
Before I had been certain they had all bare under their blouses but now without their blouses, they were left wearing tiny bikini tops that really only attempted to hide a strip down the centre of their breasts to hide their nipples. These bikini tops matched their tiny panties so looks like they were wearing bikini bottoms rather than panties.
Nice show! Sarvesh was right, things were getting sexier. I think all of us men were watching as the women moved around the table, serving our food and offering drinks. I must confess to more of my attention on the women than the food.
When the girls appeared with our next course their skirts were gone, leaving them wearing nothing but the tiny halves of their sexy bikinis. Oh, now, things were really getting sexy, wow! Now we could see their entire bikini, so sexy. I realised just how tiny they were. Swim-wear designed to enhance and display rather than hide.
“How many more courses?” Mootie asked.
“Two,” Sarvesh replied.
“Does that mean, one for the bikini tops and one for their bikini bottoms?”
“You need to wait and see,” Sarvesh replied with a grin. I sure he was feeling very happy with how things were going. It sure looked like it.
When the girls returned with the second to last course, they were topless, each showing beautiful breasts, exposed for our pleasure. I got a good close up of Hansini’s breasts as she leaned forward to place a dish in front of me. Lovely breasts, a slight jiggle as she moved, crowned with those dark hard nipples that looked as if they were asking to be sucked.
Being served by five beautiful topless women. Very nice! I looked around to check out the other women too. All openly displaying their lovely charms. I loved comparing their breasts and nipples, from Mandara who was larger to Amita who was smaller with Hansini, Sairu and Kalki somewhere between. Some had darker flesh like Mandara while some were lighter like Hansini but all very beautiful women, confident in their near nakedness.
I felt bold enough to reach out and give her breast a feel and to my surprise, she stopped to allow me. Becoming bolder still, my hand contacted to her nipple, feeling it between my fingers.
Now, came the last course, brought in by five completely naked women. When I said completely naked, I meant it, even their pussies completely shaved too. What a show that was.
‘Oh,’ I thought, ‘This evening was getting sexier as it went on.’
I was again watching as the women served. This time my attention was attracted to what could be seen between their thighs. Without even minimal covering of hair, their cunt lips were openly displayed. I noticed their lips appeared larger and split too, almost as if these women were turned-on sexually by displaying to us.
I later heard that after the topless course, they had returned to the kitchen and removed their bikini bottoms. Then for a few minutes, they were all giving themselves some pussy treatment. Using their fingers to get their pussies wet and cunt lips enlarged. Now, it appeared, these women were turned-on, ready for some hot sex.
When they returned naked with the last course, their cunt lips were excited and open, that added to the sexual attraction for us guys. What man doesn’t like the idea of a woman excited and ready for him to take and fuck?
Before the meal, the girls had taken our jackets. Now they were standing behind us to remove our ties and undo the top few buttons of our shirts. As Hansini did, I felt some naked breasts pressing against the back of my head.
The meal was finished now but I was still relaxing at the table when Hansini was standing behind me. She leant against me so her breasts were pressing to my back. Her arms went around me as her head was close to my head. I felt her close to me, I could smell some sweet scent she was wearing, and then felt her lips touch my neck and ears. She was making little nibbles, much as I would have done during lovemaking. It seemed strange that this woman might do this, far more than the expected duties of a servant girl, but felt very good too.
By now, what she was doing was so nice that my eyes had to close. I felt one of her hands leave my chest and go straight down to the front of my trousers. She was feeling me there and found a hard something to feel.
“You must be so uncomfortable with all those clothes. May I help take them off for you?” Hansini asked me.
Well, I sure all you men know the answer to that one. If a sexy, naked woman asked if she can help take your clothes off, of course, you graciously accept her generous offer.
First, she began by undoing the rest of my shirt, her hands steadily moving lower and lower down my body as each button came loose. Once my shirt was open, she continued to undo the clip and zip of my trousers. Her hand went down inside my pants, holding and feeling my erect cock and then pulling it out into the open.
“Mmmm, nice,” she whispered in my ear at the sight of it.
“Thanks,” I replied, not sure what else to say.
“I can't wait to try it.”
“I want you too, honey,” I told her.
She gave a giggle. “Then, let's do something about it?”
That was bold of her. Obviously, a woman who knew what she wanted and was ready to do what it took to get it. She pulled at me, getting me to turn in my seat towards her. She was on her knees before me now, between my open legs as her hands reached for my cock again. Both hands this time, one going for my shaft and the other going for my balls.
I was watching her again now. Watching how with expert ease she was running her tongue over the head of my cock. She was watching me too. Her eyes were watching and I knew reading my face. She was looking for a sign of how I was enjoying what she was doing. Oh, I was enjoying alright. What she was doing to my cock felt amazing.
I loved the way she worked over me. I watched how her soft wet tongue, slide across the head of my cock, running around and over me. Here was a woman who really knew what she was doing.
Still holding my shaft with one hand, her mouth opened and I watched her lips approach the head of my cock. I could see how her mouth stretched wide to take me and watched the head of my cock slip into her mouth. If what she was doing with her tongue felt amazing then what she was doing now was totally awesome. It was breathtaking, took my breath away.
Her lips closed around my cock and she began to suck. As she did, her hand gripping my shaft, began to pump in time to her sucking. It surprised me that she didn’t take me that deep, just not much more than my head in her mouth but that was working for me now.
She was watching me again too, her eyes never leaving my face. Yes, this was a woman who really knew how to suck cock to get the best out of a man.
We continued like that for a while, her sucking and pumping me. From time to time her mouth left the head and run down the length of my cock, nibbling and licking her way down my shaft to my balls, taking each one for a brief suck before returning to suck my cock head again.
Much more of this and I knew I would be getting there. But as I said, this woman knew exactly what she was doing to me. She knew if she continued, I would be cumming. Suddenly she stopped and I gave a moan of disappointment.
She laughed as she gave my thigh a slap. “Slow down tiger. Let’s get you naked first.”
As I stood up, she pulled down and removed my trousers and shorts. Then standing up she removed the shirt from my shoulders. Now I was as naked as she was.
I looked around at others at the table and discovered they were all playing now. Two were getting blow jobs like I had got. Payam and Amita were gone somewhere else to play. Across the table from us, Kalki was now sitting on the table and a naked Mootie was sitting between her legs eating her pussy. I wanted to try that too.
“I want to eat you,” I told Hansini.
She smiled at that. Looked across at Mootie and Kalki and then said, “Ok!”
I shifted so she could get up on the table. Plates her pushed out of the way and then with my help we lifted her so she was sitting on the edge of the table. I sat back down and pulled my seat forward so my face was between her legs, directly on from of her pussy. For a moment I stopped to view her up close. She didn't rush me, just allowing me the chance to enjoy.
What a great looking pussy. Like the other four women, Hansini was smoothly shaven so the lips of her cunt could be clearly seen. In this position, it was even more revealing if that could be possible. She had her thighs wide open, presenting me with all her pussy secrets right down to the hole of her ass. Her cunt lips were swollen and split. You could see her excited state, glinting drops of cum juice, with the inner lips sticking out.
I reached for her with my hand, my fingers touching her to run my fingertips down the length of her lips. She felt that, giving a gentle moan. With my next downward stroke, my fingers pressed in deeper. She was so wet and ready. Lovely!
I reached in with my other hand, going down towards the bottom of her cunt lips and pressing in. She opened with ease for my fingers, allowing me to push all the way in. Soon the finger fucking I was giving her allowed me to use three fingers. While I did that, I continued to use the fingers of my first hand on her upper lips.
I was taking my time with her, watching how her sexual excitement was building. I could see this was getting to her. Hear the gentle moans she was giving, see how juicy she was becoming and feel the little humps her pussy made at my hands. Soon I decided she was ready to take further.
My fingers moved so they were each side of her cunt lips and I gently pulled at the flesh. Her lips parted, exposing the wet flesh from inside. I could see the swollen inner lips, the open hole where she takes a cock, the little nub with its slit where her piss comes from and at the point where her lips met at the top, there was her swollen clitty.
I leaned forward with my head so my tongue could reach her. I felt the shudder her body gave at the upward lick I gave along the wet inner flesh. At first, it was just running my tongue over the soft exposed flesh. Feeling and exploring all of her cunt with my tongue. Next, I moved lower to lick at the bottom of her cunt, pressing my tongue into her love tunnel. Pressing in as far as I could reach.
After a short while, I moved further up to about the centre to the tiny nub of her piss hole. I found that hard too as I licked around and over it, much as a woman might lick over the tip of my cock.
She was moaning regularly now and I decided it was time to take her the whole way. My tongue moved higher to her clitty. It was hard and ready for me. My tongue made direct contact with the little nob, running my wet tongue against the wetness of her pussy juice. Her body gave another shudder and she gave a deep moan.
While my fingers had pressed into her cunt hole again, I pressed in closer with my mouth. Opening my lips slightly, I allowed her clitty to slip between them. Taking her like this I could give her little sucks.
Oh wow! Did that do the trick? She burst into a cum almost instantly. It was a big one, sending powerful surges through her body as she cried out. She slipped from my lips as she cum but it didn’t matter by then. She was under orgasm. As she fell back against the table, a few dishes were knocked over. I just managed to grab a half-empty wine bottle before that was sent flying to the floor.
I heard that deep throaty, female moan and looked up from Hansini’s pussy. On the other side, Kalki was sitting on the table, her thighs open and wrapped around Mootie’s hips. It was clear he was giving her a good fucking and she was enjoying every minute of his big cock too. Sounded like she was also there too.
Hansini had noticed that Payam and Amita were gone. When I told her they went to another room, she quickly suggested we join them. So we left the dining room with my arm around her as we went through to another part of the house where the family lounge was.
I did manage a good feel of her sexy ass as she walked beside me too. She giggled at that, pressing her ass back against my hand, making it even more spectacular than it usually was. I ran my fingers down the crack, feeling her bum hole before going down further to a very wet pussy.
She stopped and turned towards me, her arms going around me to pull our bodies together. Hansini’s head came forward and our lips met. I felt her tongue pressing and opened my lips to allow her. Our lips met in the dance of love, wrapping around and over each other.
Amazing! This woman really knew how to kiss.
When we finally reached this private lounge, the others were already there, fully involved in the love-games too.
Hi from Mootie (In character as visiting businessman.) (Written mainly by Reshma & Rajah.)
At the special dinner at Sarvesh’s grand house, I was sitting opposite my friend Hamza. Like him, I was also watching the beautiful women serving us. I was enjoying how with each course they were removing more and more of their sexy ‘uniforms.’ I was watching the woman who was serving Hamza, Hansini she had been introduced as. I saw the playful pats she gave him, contact that should never happen between a guest and servant. But then, it must be agreed, this was no normal situation.
I also saw the quick squeeze Hamza gave Hansini’s breast when she returned to the table topless. And I heard the giggle she gave, almost slipping out of character at that point. Ha! Ha!
But my attraction was also drawn to the young woman serving me. She was a little beauty too, a real little hottie. I loved the outfit she was wearing and how course by course her undressing led to her wearing just that sexy red bikini. Now that was a sight to behold. How that tiny bikini barely hid the charms of her body. The top barely covering her breasts other than a strip over her nipples in the middle. The bottom, not much more than a tiny triangle between her thighs that made me wonder how close her cunt was from being seen. The back view was almost nothing more than a string down between the cheeks of her ass. Sexy ass too, I must add.
She was playing to me as well. Ensuring that she was touching me as she placed or removed items from the table. I also noticed that friendly pat on my thigh, higher up my leg that was proper, almost touching my cock. She was making it clear that she was ready to play.
So, for that course, when she came out wearing that tiny bikini I decided it was time to play too. When she was reaching over to remove a dish from the table, my hand came up to her ass, running a finger down the split between her cheeks. She didn’t protest or try to stop me, just gave her ass a little wiggle at that. For a moment she stood there, allowing me my play so I took the chance to go for more.
While one hand was still on her ass, I turned partly towards her so my other hand could come into action. That hand went for her front, the tiny red triangle between her thighs. My fingers wrapped over the bold little mound of her pussy. Nice. I was looking forward to seeing more and doing more with that tight little pussy.
I notice some of the other guys were having a bit of touching too.
Now came the next course where the girls returned topless. Kalki came back topless too. I loved her tits. Not large ones but not small either. About just right for the size of her body. The swelling mounds of soft smooth flesh giving a slight jiggle as she moved. It loved the nipples too, darker than the surrounding flesh, standing out erect like little bullets. Oh nice, just ready for sucking I thought.
She leaned over beside me to place a dish in front of me and I took the chance to bring my hand up for a quick tittie feel before she pulled back calling me a naughty boy.
When the last course came, like the other four women, Kalki returned naked. She looked great like that too. Like the other women, her pussy was completely shaven. I could see the split, deep down between her thighs, just before her pussy disappeared between her legs.
All the women looked great like that. As they walked, their thighs opened and closed, revealing more or less of their cunts. But of course, being shaved like that, always they would show some cunt from the front.
As Kalki placed my plate in front of me, she moved in close beside me. I reached up between her thighs, my fingers giving a rub directly on her cunt. She didn’t protest but gave a giggle at that, standing still to allow me a short play. It was then that I discovered the wetness there. I realised that all the women might be the same, turned on by the sexy show and teasing they had been performing for us men.
This course, like the others, had been quite small. I think it was the girls' intention to delight us with a progression of flavours rather than give us a huge meal. With the sex they obviously had planned of us, the last thing we needed was a big meal. I noticed that this time the women had stayed to watch us. Once the food was finished, they were ready for the next step.
Kalki got me to stand and she began to strip me. It was interesting to have this smaller woman doing that to me. She seemed to know exactly what she was doing and soon had me like her, completely naked. I think the plan was for her to go down on me, to eat me, get me hard. But there was no need for that because with what this evening had been so far, I was hard and erect already.
I think at that moment, I broke into her plan and took over from her. I pushed back some of the plates in front of me and turned back towards her. She was standing there a bit confused like she was losing the plot. Ha! Ha! Grasping her by her waist, I lifted her. She gave a little squeal of surprised as I placing her bum on the cold surface of the table. Sitting back in front of her, my hands pulled her thighs apart as my mouth went in for her pussy.
In that position, she was open and revealed for me. Her cunt could be fully viewed in all its glory, all the way down to her tiny puckered ass-hole. I reached in with my fingers to rub over her wet lips again with brought a soft moan of pleasure from her. I moved my other hand in so I could pull back her lips from each side and open her up.
Oh, what a beautiful sight that was. The soft, smooth of her pussy area, much lighter than other parts of Kalki’s body. A deep honey brown compared to the black/ brown of her cunt lips. Those lips pulled back to reveal the dark inner lips that were also split to reveal some pink flesh, bright against the darkness of her lips. Lovely, a delight to observe but you will know, I wasn’t just there to view the scenery. Both Kalki and I wanted and expected more.
I went in with my mouth, tasting the flavour of her cum juice as I touched her. My tongue was sliding along the soft wetness between her lips as I gave her a few long licks. I heard her give a soft moan in response. I loved how wet and ready she was, how sexually excited she was. I then began making little nibbles against the flesh of her pussy lips, grabbing them with my lips and giving little pulls at them. It was looking that she liked it too.
Soon her pussy was giving little humps at me as if she was ready for more than just my mouth and tongue. Well, if that is what the little lady wanted, who was I to deny her.
I pulled back, withdrawing my mouth from contact with her. For a moment I view her pussy delights again before pushing my chair back so I could stand in front of her. With the height of the table, her pussy was about the same level as my cock and I realised it would be easy to take her like that.
As I stepped close to her, my hand took my cock to guide it into her. She had opened her eyes when I’d stopped eating her and was watching me. When she realised I was about to fuck her, she gave a big smile.
“Oh, yes!” she gasped.
I saw her look up at my face so I asked her, “You want my cock now?”
“Fuck me, Mootie!”
I heard the soft moan as I pressed my cock between her lips, opening her up as I did. We were both looking down now, both watching as my cock entered her. It was a great view as I could see how her cunt lips opened to wrap around my cock shaft. I could see how my cock was sliding in deep and then pulling back from her to try again. Just a few thrusts and I was going in deep.
Kalki is a smaller girl and so it felt good fucking her. So small and tight. She has a great pussy and it was apparent she loves it full of cock. As I thrust into her, I held her tightly by her hips to stop her bum sliding around on the polished table. We continued like this for a while with her giving little moans with each stroke urging me to go faster but that was a bit difficult considering the position we were in.
As we continued it was becoming clear she was getting enough anyway without me going faster. That tight pussy, the way it was gripping my cock was doing it to me as well. Suddenly, I realised I was going to orgasm so I decided to push her over first if I could. My hand reached down between us and I gave her clitty a few hard rubs.
Oh, did that work well? Her body stiffened as she cried out. Was that a cry or moan? Sounded a bit of both. Her body trembled and shuddered as she reached forward to wrap her arms around me and hold me in deep.
The fact we stopped didn't worry me. The way her pussy had reacted as she orgasmed had done the trick for me too. My cum burst from me, filling her cunt as I pumped inside her.
I decided we should move somewhere better, somewhere more comfortable. So, pulling out of her, I reached to lift Kalki off the table and then she followed me through to the family lounge in the other wing of the house.
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We arrived in the lounge to find Sairu and Sarvesh already there. He was sitting on one of the couches and she was sitting over him fucking him. We went to the other couch across the coffee table from them. For a moment we sat and watched. From where we were, we could see Sarvesh’s cock, how he was deep inside her wet cunt, sliding in and out as she fucked him.
Soon, the woman beside me had reached for my cock. While we were watching those other two fucking, Kalki was rubbing me hard again because after what happened on the dining table I had softened a bit. Now I was growing the full-blown erection again.
I lay back full-length on the couch and Kalki lay on top of me. That is how we did it with her on top fucking me. This is a nice position, even if she was controlling the fucking process. We made the good sex and not long after she had cum again. I didn't make it that time, I was saving myself for what I hoped would be happening later.
But it had been good sex, very energetic sex and left us breathless. We move back to a sitting position and while we recovered we watched across the room.
Kalki - Orgy Fun. (Written by Mary.)
We were finished for a while now and we're sitting watching others in the room. Across on the other couch, Sairu was with Sarvesh. She was sitting with her back to him, facing the room while she fucked him. It was a sexy scene as from where we were, we could see everything including how his cock was entered into her. Her cunt openly displayed and how her tits jiggled as she fucked him.
“Come on,” I said, standing and reaching to pull Mootie up. “Let's join them.”
“Are you sure?” he hesitated.
“Yes, it will be fun.”
“Ok,” he agreed as he stood up still a bit reluctantly.
We went over and sat down each side of them. while I reached out for Sairu’s breast, touching and caressing her nipple, Mootie held back to watch what I did. Soon he decided to join me as he brought his lips down Sairu's nipple and began to lick and sucking. I decided to join in too by sucking Sairu's other nipple. Meanwhile, Mootie moved his hand down to rub over Sairu’s clitty, so I reached down between Sairu's legs to begin playing, the tickling of Sarvesh’s balls.
I think it helped them both do good orgasms. I heard Sairu gasping and then cry out. Moments later Sarvesh gave a moan too as his cock gave a huge jerk inside her. I could watch a few more jerking as he pumping his man-juice into her.
Still, in the same position, Sarvesh had slipped out of her cunt but I wasn't finished with the playing of her yet. I began rubbing over Sairu's pussy which by this time had begun leaking some of Sarvesh's man-juice but this soon became more so I ended up finger fucking Sairu. I must add that I got a bit carried away by it and become too excited myself. I was giving her a very rough time, finger fucking until suddenly she cums again. This was a big one, the mother one you might say with even squirting too. Both Mootie and I were caught with some of it as she just let drive and made quite a mess.
It must have been really good for her because she was left exhausted. We left them to recover while moving on to be with other people. It had become a very sexual evening, an orgy you could be saying.
Two highlights stand out for me. First, the way I was sucking Sarvesh while Jeevan was fucking me from behind. It was near the end of the evening and others like Amita joined in to reach under and play with my tits. I ended with another good cum from that.
Very late at night, maybe what you will call morning, I had a girl-on-girl session with Hansini. The coffee table was lifted away and the men were watching while we put on a sexy show for them. Not really dancing and not really cuddling but very sexual. It was turning us on again. I do not usually play with women very much but it seems during that evening I did a lot more of it.
What happened was Hansini came up and wrapped her arms around where I was standing to watch. Her breasts came against mine and her lips met mine it what became a very deep kiss. We moved with each other, danced with each other until she broke from me, pulling me down to the floor.
Lying back, she had opened her legs to invite me to her pussy. I went in to feel her with my fingers before going in with my mouth. She was so wet, partly from her natural juice and partly from the men she had been with. I could see man-juice leaking from her and went in with my tongue to lick it up. She gave a deep moan at the touch.
“Come on, Kalki,” she was saying. “Let’s do a 69.”
I knew of this way and as I lay down on top of her, I turned so my pussy was presenting to her mouth and my mouth could reach her pussy. Someone had put a cushion under her head so she could reach me with more comfort. Then she was eating at me, tongue licking my cunt lips and sucking at them too. Like her I was wet from sex I had been having and male cum I had received. With her face close below me like that, she became quite a mess.
For me, I was pulling open her cunt lips with my fingers and going in with my tongue and mouth. She was so horny and ready that soon her pussy was humping back at me. Lifting my head slightly, I went for her clitty and brought her to a major orgasm.
Then I lay on top of her while she finished me too. Yes, that must be said was another highlight of the evening. Well, it was for me at least.
To be continued.
Well done Mary and all your accomplices.
ReplyDeleteSusan and I have just finished reading the published version. She said it was a good read. I enjoyed it too. I noticed you have stamped your style on it by dividing the story into sections like you did with the wedding series. I also liked how you told us who the real writer was of each section.
That dinner was a complex scene, particularly since you have chosen to deliver it from a few different characters but I think it works really well. I enjoyed how you managed to keep all the characters in their assigned roles so we never really found out when the role-playing people broke into their fiction reality.
Awesome Anne.
PS love the women in the red bikini. Wish I had a bikini like that! LOL.
There is an interesting twist to this story by have fictional people role-playing, make-believing to be other people. That is clever and made a good story.
DeleteAyaka.
Last night Ayaka and I sat in bed and we read this story together. The major theme, of course, is the progressively stripping dinner. I would have expected everyone involved would have been sexually excited and that is what happened. Leading to an orgy.
DeleteGood one, Mary and others.
Geoff
This is a sexy idea, the women stripping as they bring each course of a rather formal dinner occasion. I also liked how the men described watching the women too.
DeleteIt was interesting how Hamza mentions the woman called Kalki - actually his wife. I'm sure when she saw what he wrote later she would be pleased. Us girls like men to notice when we wear or don't wear something sexy.
Ayesha.
Anne, in case you haven't noticed, you do have a bikini like that.
DeletePaul.
Sexy story, delivered well. Enjoyed reading.
DeleteAmanda.
Great story.
DeleteKala.
I had trouble publishing my comment above. Is this the new software you are talking about?
DeleteHere is what happened.
I was using "Kiwianne12" and when I clicked publish, the next button "I'm not a robot" wouldn't work. I had to go back to edit and try to publish again.
Hope this is helpful.
Kala.
It can't be discounted that the opening section of this story is good too. You used a conversation or conversation style to deliver your story here. I like it.
ReplyDeleteSayako
Yes, Sayako. I like the opening section too. I know Mary and Allan jun put a lot of work into it.
DeleteBest line - This man was teasing me, confusing me. Supplying information but not enough.
LOL loved it.
Reshma.
Well done writers. Another good story.
DeleteBrian and I (Julie) agree with you Sayako. It is often the conversation that these writers use to carry a story. Been doing it for a long time now.
Like you once told us. We have watched them work on conversations and it is fun to see how they role play while someone takes notes. As has been mentioned, Allan jun is an expert at this which is funny since he doesn't say that much usually.
Notice as you scroll down this story where some writers used conversation much more than others. There is two reasons for this. First - it might be the writer themselves. They don't use conversation as much. Two - It could also be the character. Someone like Mootie is the strong silent type so with him conversation was used at key moments.
Hope this is useful.
Julie & Brian.
You make an interesting point Julie. I didn't really notice it before. I just thought - that was a nice conversation. But there is more to it than that. They are using conversation to amuse and entertain us but also to add punch to their stories and develop characters.
DeleteFor example, we love Kalki for her lively personality, which we mainly see in her conversation.
Stay well everyone.
Rita.
There are so many good things about this story that I don't know where to start.
DeleteProbably, let me say I liked the writing concept of having sections and dividing them between writers. This has produced a different style which twists and over laps during the story telling.
Looking forward to Part Two.
Mave.
This morning we woke up early as is our habit but there was no need, no milking to go for.
DeleteMarceau and I lay in the bed and have just finished reading this new story. Both enjoyed and our first impression, it is a good one. I capture the impression of a group who like to have fun and like to set up new ways of doing it too.
Some clever ideas here. The first section, almost entirely conversation. The special dinner served by the stripping women. The orgy that followed. All good and all lots of fun for all involved. This is what is important in a story, lots of fun leading to some great sex. Both achieved by this story.
Rochelle & Marceau.
Oh, this is a good one. What a darling Kalki is. Rita, you mentioned lively, well what about sexy too.
ReplyDeleteThen the idea of the girls stripping while serving the formal dinner, great! I'd love to attend a meal like that. Sakura thinks the men should have worn their suits and then attended the sexy dressed women.
But Sakura also loved the way you developed the story. First, the title was misleading and came those confusing instructions. We had to keep reading to find out what was going on. Along the way were those little sexy bits like the girls showing their pussies and Mandara's surprise orgasm. LOL
All good fun and go to make this a good story.
Kenshin & Sakura
Sakura, that might be an idea for a story. The guys dressed in formal suits serving while the women dress sexy at the table. As the men get naked, I sure the women would want to play too. Just imagine the final course, the men walking around with their hard cocks sticking out. Do you think the women might notice? You, bet they would.
DeleteDoes this story theme have potential Anne?
Allan snr.
I was talking with Allan snr as he was adding the comment above.
DeleteWe want to add to his idea. With each course we have the men removing one item of their formal clothing. Each time the men return why not have the man ask the woman they are serving to stand up. He removes one item of her sexy clothing that he takes and folds neatly on a side table before serving her the next course.
Kim.
What about the men? Why the so formal suit and tie. They could do casual/neat or maybe dress sexy.
DeletePaul.
There could be the danger of the new story turning into a repeat of this one. You would need to be careful to focus on the different roles played by the men and women. Having said that, with a group who meets regularly for nude weekends, having found something that was very successful, they might try a new variation of it.
DeleteAmanda
Why can't the men wear their suits. A man all dressed up with suit jacket and tie looks handsome and I find extremely attractive for me. So I think they should go all out as they did with this story.
DeleteRochelle.
I'm watching this idea developing.
DeleteIt is looking like we might have a story here. Shandra & Susan are thinking of running with it.
Anne.
The story has been started as Part Three.
DeleteSusan and I are going to try an knock it out over this long weekend.
So keep your suggestion coming guys. They will be useful.
Shandra & Susan.
Really? You have started already. That was fast work.
DeleteLooking forward to where this one will go.
So the men are stripping for each course and the women 'pay' for each course with an item of their clothing. That has potential. Your danger here is that you do not to repeat yourselves.
I would like to see you use Mandara more. She has been a very under used character. Perhaps it could be her time to shine. Sarvesh likes the tittie fucking so that is a possibility.
Knowing you two, it will be a good one.
Paul.
I like the idea of your story but most definitely put the men in their suits with coat & tie. Men look much better when they make effort to dress formally western clothes.
DeleteSynthisha.
Kia ora,
DeleteMake sure you include the girls playing with the men. Let them touch the guys arse as he reaches to place something on the table. What girl doesn't want to feel a bight butt and push her hands down lower between his thighs?
Of course, all the girls would like to play with his front too. Get them horny and hard for when they bring in the final course naked.
I'm interested to see how you are going to do the men stripping the girls too.
Kia kaka - Moa.
Rodney and I like the idea of using Jeevan and Mandara more.
DeleteIn Story 161 when Jeevan was in Singapore with Katrina, look how much fun Reshma wrote between them. I think there is more potential to use his sense of humour. I think you could add a lot more humour and fun to this part.
Mandara is shy but she has those larger breasts that could become the feature of a sex scene.
Looking forward to the result.
Asami and Rodney.
Last night Ronnie and I went over to visit Shandra and Rajah. She showed us the story so far. Looking good. But they've got a lot to do. It is likely Anne will be helping too.
DeleteA story by the original writers. That will be a treat. Ronnie says we can see if they've got any better from when they started. LOL.
Mary & Ronnie.
Ronnie, you'll get you arse kicked for saying things like that about The Big Three. LOL
DeleteMary and everyone, this is a good story and has the makings of being a memorable series. Taking the series from Story 237 it's already been a lot of fun.
Kirsten.