Chapter 1

Sushil was excited. Two former co-workers that he had been friends with were coming to the States to interview with his employer. Of course, he offered them lodging in his own home. His wife, Nisha, was much less thrilled. She remembered them quite well. They were clean and polite but would monopolize her husband with all their endless technical talk when they visited. They had never picked up on her clues that it was time to leave.

Rajesh was in his mid-fifties and divorced. About Sushil’s average size but a bit pudgier and darker skin. Sanjay was about Nisha’s age of 35. Slim and tall with light skin like hers. Never married and a bit awkward around women.

Sushil and Nisha had been married in India ten years previously when Sushil was 36. They had emigrated from northern India to the US about four years ago when he was hired away from the IT department of India’s largest retailer by the world’s largest retailer. His experience allowed him to rapidly advance to senior project management. They had been able to buy a nice house within walking distance of the corporate computer center, a preference that Sushil brought with him from India. He often thought through things while on the sidewalk.

Nisha had been a secondary level Indian history teacher but there was little demand for that here. She was literate in English and Hindi and worked part time as a tutor for Desi parents who wanted their children born here to learn Hindi. No children of their own had happened even though no effort was made to prevent it.

Bunny was Nisha’s American friend who taught English as a second language. She was twenty-eight, just a few inches over five feet, very curvy with tits that each made three of Nisha’s. She’d been divorced twice and never had a single steady boyfriend but instead had two or three going all the time.

When Nisha asked her about that, she laughed and said that she’d been “owned” by two husbands already and she’d never put up with that again. It was HER body to do with as she chose. “I have no trouble attracting men and if they can’t handle sharing me then they can find another pussy to fuck. The variety in my bed is too much fun to settle for just one guy.”

That kind of bold language and attitude startled the innocent Desi wife who wasn’t accustomed to such sexual frankness, but it also thrilled her inside too. She knew from reading erotic stories when her husband wasn’t around that there was a lot she hadn’t experienced. But how to learn more and keep her marriage too?

The more she talked with Bunny, the more Nisha was curious about sex with others. Her only premarital experience had been with an older friend of her brother who had groped and fondled her a few times. Her husband’s penis was the only one she had ever seen in real life. It seemed big enough during the two or three times a week they copulated. That was pretty routine by now though, not like the passion they had early on, or that she read about on-line, or heard about from Bunny. Bunny had also watched some on-line videos with her and pointed out things that she herself had done and enjoyed.

When Nisha complained to Bunny about the impending visit, Bunny said to her, “You have it all wrong. Here is a perfect chance for you to fulfil your fantasies about sex with others. Two single men will be right in your home for you to use as you wish. They would not reject an attractive woman like you. If you are interested we will make a plan.”

Nisha protested, “My pussy is tingling with the idea but I don’t know what to do. I’ve only had sex with my husband. How will I seduce them?”

Bunny laughed, “I’ve gotten men in my pants more times than I can remember. I’ll help you figure out a way for these two. You are going to have to get your pussy in shape, though, if you are going to handle three men!”

The two women talked every day about how Nisha would become a sex goddess. In the meantime, she began initiating sex with her husband every day, something new and much appreciated by him. When he inquired about this increase in her libido, she told him that she’d been talking with Bunny, whom he’d met a few times. She had realized that she was missing something by being so passive.

And then she planted the seed!

“My dear husband, you used to mention that you thought about other lund (cock) in my choot (pussy). You said that the idea excited you. Bunny has had many in her and tells me that it would make me sexier for you like it does her lovers. She says that I would enjoy the different sensations greatly. Soon we will have two unmarried men in the house. How would you feel if I took advantage of them?”

Sushil was painfully erect. He rolled on top of his wife and slammed into her. As he thrust deeply in and out he gasped, “You want other lunds and seed in you? What if they are better than me? Would you still love me? What if I said no?”

“Of course I would still love you, silly man. It would be for excitement only. Bunny says that you will like fucking me right after them when I am slippery with their seed. And you cannot say ‘no’ since it is my body and I am in charge of it.”

That was all it took for Sushil to blast his cream into his wife. He nearly passed out from the intensity of it. The wickedness and independence that Nisha was displaying was incredibly stimulating. Their fucking went to twice a day and more. Nisha reported to Bunny that Sushil had accepted the idea and seemed to be aroused by it. She had not even mentioned Bunny’s offer to fuck Sushil.

The visitors arrived and were duly installed in their guest rooms. It was pleasantly warm outside so Nisha served dinner on the patio accompanied by plenty of Indian beer. She had bought a rather sheer blouse for her saree and wore nothing under it. Her mummay (breasts) were small enough to get by without undergarments and the nipples liked the teasing of the fabric moving on them so stayed noticeably erect.

Rajesh and Sanjay retired early with the travel and time changes. Nisha fussed over them and repeatedly visited their bedrooms and made as much contact as she could.

Sushil was lying in bed with a khada lund (erect penis) when his wife finally arrived. He was already imagining her naked with the guests and noticed her wet choot as she dropped it on his rigid shaft. Neither one spoke as they took pleasure from the other. Both were wondering how their own chudai (sex) would be changed by the new experiences. It was exciting and scary at the same time.

In spite of a quick chudai in the morning, Sushil was distracted all day at work. He had seen the skimpy clothes that Nisha was wearing and wondered if her choot would get filled with new lund before he returned home. He knew nothing of the plan that had been made.

The visitors had their first round of job interviews that day and were warmly greeted by Nisha on their return. She offered them beer and sat close to them, appearing interested in their conversations. Sanjay was shy and she had to draw him out, reaching over to stroke his arm and leg from time to time. His crotch bulged nicely she noticed.

When Sushil returned home he overheard the guests commenting on how much friendlier their hostess was than in India. Rajesh commented, “If she wasn’t married I might think that she is interested in chudai with us. She has a nice body and I would love to enjoy her choot.” Sanjay agreed and said that he was a virgin but would like to have her for his first. The husband’s lund was khada (erect) with the thoughts.

Still affected by the time changes, the guests retired early. Nisha changed into a robe and told her husband that this was the time. She was going to chod (screw) the guests and wanted him to discreetly observe her as she did so.

They quietly entered Sanjay’s room. Nisha placed a candle next to the bed as Sushil went to a dark corner. She dropped her robe and slipped into bed with the new man. He made groggy protests as she touched him and she said firmly, “Be still and let’s enjoy each other. It is all right so pay attention to me. I know this is your first time so I will show you what to do.” She left the covers back so Sushil could see everything in the candlelight.

First, off with his pajamas. Then get his hands and mouth learning how a woman tastes and feels. Her hands and mouth eagerly explored the second lund and tuttay (balls) she had ever encountered. It was long and thin. His tuttay were large and hung down. From his groans she knew the explosion was imminent so she took him in her mouth as his seed flowed out of the end. She smiled at her husband as she swallowed.

Sanjay did not get soft so she put her leg over him and dropped her choot on the long shaft. It hit bottom so she sat still as her insides stretched to accommodate it. She began moaning and saying how exciting it was to have him inside her. She orgasmed then moved her hips as she told him to shoot his seed into her. He soon did give her the warm feeling of male cream. She lay on top of him for a few minutes then withdrew his shrinking lund from her dripping choot. He thanked her profusely and quickly fell asleep.

She kissed her husband in the hallway as she wiped her crotch. She squeezed his khada lund as she asked, “Did you enjoy that? I sure did. Now for the second course.”

Sushil asked, “Can I enter your choot? I want to feel it with seed in it.”

Nisha replied, “Yes, but you can only stroke twice and do not put your seed in yet.” She turned around, raised her robe and presented her ass (gand). Sushil slipped in easily and began stroking. Nisha pulled away after a few strokes saying, “You must wait your turn for more.”

Rajesh responded very differently than the virgin. He was experienced and soon had her on her back, legs in the air and choot stretched with a lund as long as but much thicker than her husband’s. Her newest partner said, “I thought that this might be what you wanted. I had thoughts about doing this with my ex-wife but she chose to cheat on me. You are slippery. Have you had Sanjay already?” Nisha nodded. He lasted a long time and she squealed with two orgasms before his seed joined Sanjay’s deep in her choot.

In their own bed, Sushil was ready to jump on her. Nisha stayed in charge. “Husband, did you enjoy seeing your wife being sexy? (he nodded) Could you tell how much I liked having new lunds inside of me? (more nods) I know you liked how Rajesh seeded me because you shot your own in your hand just watching. Now I want you to be my third lund in a row.” She got on her hands and knees and presented her choot like an animal or whore. Sushil, in spite of spontaneously issuing seed earlier, did not last long before adding his to her collection. The stimulation of feeling his lund was coated with other men’s fresh juice was powerful.