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“Suma, you should go to a gym,” my husband Rajesh told me as he watched my naked form in a full-length mirror.

I was surprised. From what I could see, I was perfect with beautifully shaped 38D boobs, one-inch long nipples, and awesome 40-inch ass and thunder thighs. Admittedly, I was not size zero, but I was not grossly fat either. I was what you could call pleasantly plump and well covered.

“Why, I love what I see in the mirror and obviously many salivating males too,” I told, lifting my hands above my head and admiring my smooth underarms and boob curvature.

Rajesh pinched skin on my waist between thumb and forefinger, and then under my upper arm.

“See? This flab you should get rid of. Your skin should be firm and tight,” He said, kissing the nape of my neck. His rock-hard cock was poking me in the buttocks.

“Why should I bother? You come to fuck me for two to three weeks in a year from Canada, like now. Moreover, I am in my early forties, and I am in very good shape for my age, no sagging tits, “ I told him, taking his hands and placing them on my boobs.

“True, but still, see my body. Not an ounce of fat, “he said, squeezing my tits and rubbing cock in the valley between my buttocks. He was right, he was perfectly fit and agile compared to his last year’s almost obese figure from last year.

I sat on the bed and started sucking his cock. His rock-hard stomach and bulging biceps were turning me on. After a few minutes, he pushed me on my back and buried his head between my thighs and started licking cunt.

“Mmmmmm, push tongue deeper… deeper…” I started moaning and held his head in both hands and pressed it firmly into my cunt. He has a very good technique which none of my other lovers can match. He just doesn’t part cunt lips and lick and lick. While he is licking, his fingers and hands would be doing many things to make my cunt pour like a tap.

While licking, he would push one finger and finger fuck in the ass while the other hand would be tweaking nipples or squeezing tits. He will scoop my juice with two fingers and push the fingers in my mouth to lick. He keeps doing unexpected things to keep the excitement mounting…..

Suddenly, he stopped, and I opened my eyes and saw he was taking something from the table.

“What is it?” I asked him, curious.

He smiled and opened his hand. There were grapes.

“Are you mad? You lick me, get me all wet, and now all you want to do is eat grapes?” I shouted at him.

“Suma darling, one virtue you lack is patience,” he said again, squatting between my legs. He showed me the grape.

“You know I had to travel from one end of the city to the other to find the correct size, shape, and hardness,” he told me.

“Why did you do it then? Except for the sweet and sour taste, nobody bothers much about the shape and size of grapes,” I admonished him.

“It depends on what purpose it is used for,” he said and, parting my buttock cheeks, inserted one grape in my anus. I gasped and stared at him wide-eyed as he pushed one after another.

Then he came and lay beside me on his back and opened his mouth. I smiled and straddled his face and forced and pushed one grape into his mouth. He was looking into my eyes as he was biting and storing them in his mouth.

“How are they? Sweet?” I asked him. He pushed me on my back, hugged and kissed me, and transferred semi-chewed grapes along with juice. This turned both of us on.

Then he fucked me in the cunt, ass, and mouth alternately. He knew me like a well-read book. He knew I was crazy about anal fucking so he timed his ejaculation to fill my anus. At that moment, I held my breath and waited for the exquisite feeling. Rajesh shoots cum by buckets, at least that is what it feels like when compared to my other lovers.

He keeps cumming and shooting warm jets of sperm, and I keep floating on clouds. Then he collapsed on the bed, we were smiling, hugging.

That night, he fucked me three times before we fell asleep exhausted.

I was drifting into sleep when he asked me, “Suma, do you remember that day in the U.S. when we had 3 sum with my friend?” He was sucking my tit and kneading another.

“How can I forget? You yourself disrobed me, removing each cloth as he was ogling and sipping whisky. How shameless you were,” I told him.

“Come on, I asked you if we should have 3 sum.” He protested.

“I did not think you would just watch and enjoy as your friend was fucking your wife,” I told him angrily.

“Suma, did you forget that we both fucked you many times in all holes? True, first fuck I enjoyed watching him pounding your cunt” he admitted.

“That was the first and last time I was fucked in both cunt and ass at the same time. It was wonderful,” I said, recollecting the event.

“Then next weekend we had 4 sum with his wife also,” he recalled.

“I didn’t like that 4 sum. She had very small tits and even smaller passion. I kept licking, licking her cunt, it was like trying to light up a wet log. She refused to lick my cunt but was crazy about my boobs.” I told him.

“You are right. She was uptight and tense. I also did not enjoy fucking her much. Poor chap, my friend was over the moon after fucking you. Every time I ask you about 4 sums, you keep dodging. Tell me why we shouldn’t do it here?” he asked me.

“This is India, not the U.S. We have our family reputation to think of. You can’t trust people.” I told him.

Within a few minutes, he fell asleep, and I also went into dreamless sleep…………………..

….I felt someone lift my thigh, place a hot, throbbing cock on my cunt, and press my thighs together. I moaned in my sleep. I was refusing to get up; I was so sleepy.

Prakash, brother of my hubby Rajesh, whispered in my ear,” Bhabhi, Good Morning, Bhai left and will not be back for an hour. Can I fuck you?”

I mumbled that Rajesh fucked me three times, and I had no sleep, and please let me sleep.

Prakash said,” Ohhh, I am sorry I disturbed you,” and tried to lift my thigh again to release his cock.

I firmly clamped my thighs together and refused to let go of his cock. I told him groggily, “Ok, I will be sleeping. You can lick my cunt and fuck me in the cunt only. Don’t expect me to suck your cock or lick your ass.”

He said thank you, lifted my nightie above my boobs, licked my cunt, and fucked me. Though I was half asleep, I remember lifting my crotch to give upward thrusts, meeting him halfway. He filled my cunt, arranged the nightie properly, and quietly left.

“Suma, wake up, it is past ten.” Rajesh was shaking my shoulder. My eyes were refusing to open.

With great difficulty, I sat up and complained to him,” What is the flaming hurry? Let me sleep. You did not allow me to sleep the whole night, fucking, fucking….”

”If you were fucked, I also fucked you, you lazy cunt. I got up in the morning and went for a jog. Come on, we have to see the gym. Have you forgotten?” He pulled me up by the arms. I yawned and proceeded to the bathroom, stumbling.

I wondered if I was dreaming or if Prakash had actually fucked me. I checked cunt and found that he had actually fucked me.

We were married nearly two decades ago. Rajesh accepted without murmur my story about a ruptured hymen during a kho kho match. I managed to cover up my secret fucking with my boyfriend. He fucked me even a few days before marriage. Rajesh and I always had very passionate, steamy sex. The daughter was born after two years. Then we shifted to Canada when she was 2 years old.

After my daughter was born, I found my cunt had become loose, and I was not gripping Rajesh’s cock like before; I was not getting complete satisfaction. One day, I asked Rajesh to fuck me in the anus. Of course, it was painful, and when I was about to ask him to stop, he ejaculated and filled my ass with a load of cum. I was thrilled; it was such an exhilarating feeling, and I was hooked on anal. If he licked my anus, I was in heaven.

I returned to India when our daughter was in 4th standard for her studies(we thought India was the best place for education), and Rajesh was due to return to India, which fizzled out when he got a very lucrative job.

I took up the job of an executive in a star hotel just to keep myself busy. I put my daughter in a residential college. I am staying with my in-laws. Our house is a duplex; my father-in-law and mother-in-law stay on the ground floor, and Praksh and I stay on the first floor. My daughter used to stay in the third bedroom, which we are using as a guest bedroom now.

My bedroom and Prakash’s bedroom have a common bathroom. Prakash was widowed when we were in the U.S. One day, I observed some wetness in my bra and panties, which I left in the bathroom. I smelled, and it was the pungent odour of sperm. That was when I decided to seduce Prakash.

I started flashing my cleavage and midriff, and purposely left my bra and panties on the towel hanger. He would shag and spill cum in them and leave them exactly in the same position. One day I told him to sleep in my room as I was having nightmares, and I slept in my nighty without innerwear and exposed buttocks, cunt, as if in sleep I had dislodged the nighty.

From the next day, I started sleeping in the nude with the interconnecting door of the bathroom open. He would peep and go. After a couple of days, he gathered courage and laid a hand on my shoulder, and then there was no looking back.

I was thrilled that he was also obsessed with anal fucking, and daily he fucks me twice, and was feeling frustrated after his brother came from the U.S.So, he fucked me today when Rajesh went for a few hours….

……Rajesh’s eyes widened when he saw my low-neck blouse, which would show ample cleavage if I wanted to show, and I can show as much as I want with a deft adjustment of pallu. Similarly, with my bare midriff, navel, as I dressed in a sari below the navel. He smiled naughtily; he knew my passion for exposing and would encourage it happily.

We went to a sports clothes shop and purchased 3 pairs of track suits, shoes, and went to the gym. The first gym was 5 minutes walk from our house. When we went there at 11 am, it was deserted.

Only the trainer was there, reading a newspaper. He was in his mid-twenties, muscular, athletic, and good-looking. He got up and greeted us.

”It looks deserted. ..” I said doubtfully.

“No, Ma'am. Now it is office hours. If you come in the morning or evening, the hall is almost full,” he explained, beaming.

One look at him and I knew this was my Gym. I can seduce him in 2 days flat and have already seduced him in my mind, and I was getting fucked. I adjusted my pallau and gave him a generous view of my boob side profile. He gulped.

He took us on a tour of his gym. Treadmills, dumbbells, and all other paraphernalia were there.

“Are there any ladies coming here?” Rajesh asked.

“Many, sir. We have a lady trainer for aerobic dancing. One half of the hall is for Gents and one half for ladies.” He tried to convince us.

“What are those rooms for?” I asked.

“Those are for the steam bath, Ma'am. Each room has one changing room and one steam bath. You remove your clothes, wrap a towel, and sit in the steam bath. It will rejuvenate you like nothing else,” he showed us enthusiastically.

“There is a massage facility also?” Rajesh asked, showing a table.

“Yes, sir,” he replied. Both he and I had a mental picture of him giving my naked body a massage, squeezing my boobs, and rubbing cunt. Involuntarily, my cunt discharged juice, and I could see him squirm uneasily as his cock became stiff in his underwear. I flashed a generous cleavage at him behind Rajesh’s back.

We told him we would check other Gyms and decide. Though I decided on this Gym, I accompanied Rajesh to two more and put on an act of indecision and opted for the first one, since it was 5 minutes walk from our house. We went back and paid the fees.

That evening, as I was leaving for my job, Rajesh protested, “You said you have taken 2 weeks' leave. Why are you going?”

I kissed him and told him that my leave would start from the next day, and today was the last day of my night shift. Prakash offered to drop me off at the hotel.

As we reached the deserted cellar parking, Prakash asked me, “Bhabhi, can I fuck you in the car?”

I was surprised, “But you fucked me in the morning,” I said.

“Yes. But one more time. I don’t know when I will get a chance again,” he pleaded.

We pushed the front seats to full forward, and he fucked me, or rather I fucked him, I rode his cock. I made him wear a condom since I didn’t want cum stains on my dress.

I smoothed out my sari, kissed him, and entered the lift.

“Good evening, Bahadur. Kapoor saab has come?” I asked the watchman.

He told me that he would come after two hours as he had some guests. Vikas Kapoor was the night Manager in charge.

I talked to the man in Reception and took over from him. There was not much activity since it was a working day.

I went into the manager’s room and started his computer. I know the password since I am in charge in his absence. CC Cameras are fitted in lobbies and parking areas. I checked the monitor screen for anything unusual. The only interesting thing was a 20-year-old housekeeping boy sucking the tits of a 40-year-old colleague in a corner. I was watching entranced as she took out his cock from his pants and was pumping, when my mobile rang.

It was Kapoor.

“Hi, Suma. I forgot to tell you, two couples checked in. Though they were pretending to be strangers, I saw them winking and smiling. If you are in my office, check the monitor and select one of their suites.” He told me excitedly.

“Wait a sec. Vikas, I am checking” I told him and selected one suite. I started calling him by his first name after we started fucking last year.

Only an unslept bed came on screen. I told him.

“I knew it. Now check the other suite. I am sure you will find them fucking” he was like a small boy who found a bag of chocolates.

I selected and gave a gasp. I described what I saw.

“A heavy-breasted lady is riding a cock, she is fucked in the ass simultaneously by another man. The second lady is sitting on the face of a prone man and is squeezing the breasts of the lady. They are laughing and are having a good time,” I told him, as my hands automatically reached my cunt. I have stopped wearing panties in a night shift long back.

“Yes, I have seen that lady’s boobs are the same size as yours. How about nipples?” he asked.

“Smaller. Like grapes. Mine are, you know..” I was cut short by his eager question.

“I know, Suma. Listen, do you think they can hold till I come?” he asked anxiously.

“How long will you take to reach?” I asked him.

“At least an hour,” he told me.

“Then I doubt. These are not super studs, ordinary married men. Wait a minute, this lady is getting up, they are changing positions. That slim lady is now pushing cock in her cunt and bending forward, and the second fellow is pushing cock in her ass. Now, both increased pace and are pounding ……and they climaxed and filled her holes with their wads of cum.” I gave him a running commentary, I didn’t tell him that I also climaxed and gushed liter juice on his leather chair.

He sighed. “OK. I guess I missed out. I don’t think they will have a second round tonight. See you in an hour,” he disconnected.

As I was lowering my sari, someone knocked.

“Come in,” I shouted. The door opened, and Raju, the housekeeping boy, peeped in.

“Ma'am, if you are free, can we fuck? Kapoor saab will not come for an hour, " the watchman told me,” he asked timidly.

About six months back, on my surprise rounds in rooms while on night shift, I found Raju masturbating in a bathroom, sniffing at a panty and bra. His eyes were closed in ecstasy. He was totally unaware of my presence. As he was about to ejaculate, he brought down his pants; he wanted to cum in his pants.

I rushed forward and pulled Panty from his hand. His eyes opened in shock, he was frightened, and he ejaculated in my other hand and on the bathroom wall. As I washed his cum from my hands, I told him he was fired and to collect his wages tomorrow. If the guest found that her panties were wet with sperm, she could sue us, and the hotel’s reputation would be lost.

He followed me to my office, fell at my feet, cried, and begged to give him one more chance. I agreed as I was unable to get the picture of his ejaculating cock and the feel of hot sperm on my hand. The next night, I brought a balm in my bag. I called him and told him that I had a back pain and to apply the balm. I bent over my table, and he started applying, but his fingers could not enter under the tight blouse.

I stood facing him, dropped my pallu, opened blouse hooks, and removed bra hooks. His jaw fell open as he looked at my boobs, which were more than three-fourths open, and again as I bent, his hands rubbing my back strayed onto touch the sides of my boobs, and when I encouragingly rubbed my buttocks on his cock on my buttocks, he became bold.

Since then, we go to the restrooms and fuck. I sit on the commode, and he licks my cunt as I spread my legs, and I suck his cock. Then he fucks me as I bend near the wash basin. Slowly, I taught him to lick and fuck me in the ass. This was only when I was on the night shift.

So, when I am on the night shift, he regularly asks if we can fuck.

I shook my head. “Today is not possible. Kapoor is coming soon; moreover, I am very tired,” I told him.

His face fell. He sadly nodded and was leaving. Rajesh and Praksh have fucked me many times in the last 24 hours, so I thought of giving him a miss, but that 4 sum I just saw made my cunt so wet, juices were flowing along my naked thighs. I called him back.

“Quickie, ok? No licking, sucking. Fuck directly and then leave and put on a condom. I don’t want any sperm on my dress or in my cunt. It will smell.” I gave him a condom from my bag, lifted my saree above my buttocks, spread my legs, and watched over my shoulder as he took out his throbbing cock, pulled a condom on it. He arranged the sari neatly on my back, spread cunt lips with his fingers, and pushed cock. He was surprised by the wetness of my cunt, and it was making squishy sounds as he kept pounding me. I started giving back thrusts with equal force. After ten minutes of hard fucking, he came in his condom.

He thanked me politely and left. I smiled. If I asked to call me Randi, bitch, whore, etc., he would have called me Randi Ma'am, Biitch Ma'am, Whore Ma'am.

I freshened myself and was actually radiant when Vikas came in.

“Hi, Suma. You are actually glowing. Is it because of fucking with your hubby’s cock, which you have missed for a year, or from seeing the 4 sum?” he asked as he kissed me, clutching my boobs.

“Both,” I said, laughing, playfully slapping at his hands.

Vikas is fair like a European, tall and strong. He has always been a night shift manager, and I didn’t have much interaction with him, since I avoided night shift. Some time back, I caught him once looking at fucking couple in a suite through our CC camera. He hurriedly changed the channel to a lobby.

I told him to change back to the fucking couple, as I don’t mind watching. As we watched together, we started talking about sex. I was disappointed when he told me that he was a one-woman man and never cheated on his wife.

“How do you define cheating? Clinton getting his cock sucked by Monica?’ I asked him.

He firmly said that only vaginal fucking constituted cheating. My heart skipped a beat when he said that he always fantasized about anal fucking, but his wife would never agree. Slowly, I let out that I enjoyed and loved anal fucking……..and he started fucking me from that day.

Though he licks my cunt, sucks my boobs, he never fucked me in the cunt. Since he fucks me in the anus, he feels he is still faithful to his wife. I also don’t argue, as I am very happy with his anal fucking. I only lick his anus, I didn’t even lick my hubby Rajesh’s. I have this mind block, I cannot lick anus unless it is white.

We can see on his monitor if anyone is approaching his office. So we lock the door and continue our petting, fucking freely.

He checked the suite. He was right; both couples were sleeping naked on the bed. There may not be a show tonight.

After going on his rounds and checking everything was in order, he came back and sat on the sofa.

I opened my blouse, gave my tits to him for sucking. He lifted my sari and fingered my cunt and anus. We could not afford to fuck in the nude. We could only remove the clothes partially.

When I was ready, he removed cock from his pants, and I adjusted it and pushed it in anus and slowly lowered myself. Then I started riding him, and after he filled me, he would not let go of my tits and kept sucking for a long time. He told me he would miss me terribly for the next two weeks, as I applied for leave to be with my husband…….

I left at 6 AM and went home and slept till 10 AM.

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