Chapter 3

We continued to fuck till we three came together. In the meanwhile, the girls had released their love nectar many times.

"Rosie, how did you enjoy it," Ramu asked as we lay side by side smoking a cigarette.

"It was fantastic," Rosie said.

"I am glad you enjoyed it because we are going to fuck you again together," I chuckled.

The girls had also finished. "How was it?" I asked.

"Oh I loved it," Saaima giggled.

"Did they tongue fuck you?" I asked.

"Oh yes, that was the best part of it," Lila sighed, "Wasn't it?"

There was a chorus of, "Yeah".

"Then I am sure you'll like to return the compliment," I said grinning.

"Of course," they said together.

"Oh Saheb, please don't make me do it. I don't want to lick a choot," Suman sobbed with big tears rolling down her cheeks.

"Suman, nobody is forcing you. If you don't want to do it then don't," I said, "but my motto is to try everything at least once. I would suggest you try it if you don't like it then stop. This goes for all of you."

"Suman, try it. I am sure you'll like it," Rosie advised.

"Suman, I did not want to do it also but when I did, I liked it," Faiza said hugging her, "Give it a shot."

"Okay, if you all say so. I'll give it a shot," Suman conceded reluctantly.

The girls formed pairs. Suman and Faiza were together. We watched as Suman stuck out her tongue and gave Faiza's choot a couple of tentative licks. She stopped to get the taste of Faiza's cunt. Then diving back between Faiza open legs gave her choot two big wet licks.

She looked at me and grinned. "Saheb, it is not bad at tall," she giggled and began eating Faiza's choot vigorously.

"Girls, you like the taste too," Ramu asked. The other three nodded without pausing.

"Rosie, my dear, are you ready for round two?" Ramu asked.

"Yes," she replied shyly.

"Good, now get on top of Saheb and take his cock inside your choot and I'll take care of your ass hole," Ramu told Rosie.

We both pumped both her holes for the next twenty minutes before we came. In the meanwhile the girls had also finished.

"What shall we do now?" Ramu asked while we wore our clothes after a quick wash.

"Apne slaves ko chodo (Fuck your slaves)," Saaima giggled.

"Good suggestion," Lila tittered. Everyone laughed.

"Shut up, both of you," Mira said good naturedly, "Saheb, how did you know that Rosie ma'am is a virgin?"

"Correction, a 'technical virgin'," Susan giggled.

"Do you remember how we were seated during your performance?" I asked.

"Yes, ma'am was in the middle flanked by you," Suman said, "All of you were naked."

"During the performance Rosie glanced furtively towards our erect cock and blushed. I took her hand and placed it on my cock. She tried to pull it back. When I forced her then she held it between her thumb and forefinger as a virgin holding a cock for the first time. This made me suspicious and took a chance," I explained.

"And came up trumps," Nisha chuckled. "This solves one mystery but we still don't know what to do now," Faiza announced.

"We could go for a dip in the sea. The hotel has a lovely beach," I suggested. There was a chorus of assents.

"We'll go and get our swimming trunks and meet you here in ten minutes," I said.

"What is the need of swimming trunks," Roma giggled, "You can let it swing."

"We don't mind but other lady guests may want to monopolize us," Ramu laughed.

"Go fetch your swimming trunks," Saaima giggled.

We spent the next couple of hours at the beach, swimming and playing games. Then after a leisurely lunch we returned to cottage no. 20.

"Slaves, come with us it is time to rest," Ramu announced.

"Rest... but you had promised to fuck us together," Saaima complained.

"Amendment... we'll rest after fucking you, your majesty," Ramu said bowing low.

When we reached our cottage we fucked first Saaima in both her lower holes together and then Lila.

"I am tired," Ramu said yawning, "I'll take a nap in the other room."

"I think I'll close my eyes for a while too," I declared, "Why don't you rest too?"

"I am not tired," Lila said, "Saaima, are you tired?"

"No, let's amuse ourselves," Saaima said and spreading her arms added, "Come to mama."

I watched them kissing each other. I fell asleep as they began to eat each other's choot.

Suddenly I felt a very pleasant sensation in my loins. I opened my eyes and saw that Saaima was sucking my cock. "Oh Saaima, go on your mouth feels good," I moaned.

"Good you are awake," Saaima said, "Ab mujhe chodo (Now fuck me)."

"Where is Lila?" I asked.

"She is in the other room lying on her back with legs in the air and Ramu is humping her silly," Saaima said.

"Good for her," I chuckled.

"She is having all the fun and nobody fucks poor me. Saheb, please mujhe bhi chodo (Saheb, please fuck me also)," she said with tears in her eyes.

"Come here, silly girl," I said pulling her on top of me impaling her choot on my erect cock.

"Oh it is heavenly," she sighed as my cock slipped into her choot.

"Ab tu mujhe chod (Now you fuck me)," I laughed.

She started the fuck motion. For five minutes she fucked me then stopped.

"Please Saheb now you fuck me," she said, "I can't go on. I am tired."

"No problem," I said holding her tightly and rolling over. I began banging her cunt hard.

"Y... HES Y... HESS HARDER OH SAHEB IT FEELS SOOOO GOOD," she moaned moving her hips up and down vigorously.

After another five minutes of pumping her choot her body arched. "OH OHHHH SAHEB I AMMMM CUMMMMMMIIIINNNGGGG," she yelled and fell back on the bed gasping for breath.

At that moment I peaked also. With a loud grunt I rammed my cock as deep as it could go inside her choot and began spurting my cum, blob by blob, at the mouth of her womb.

Our mouths met and we kissed as we savored the terrific sensation we both had just felt.

"Good show," Ramu laughed clapping, "It is quarter to six. Aren't you guys getting ready?"

I looked around and saw Ramu and Lila, dressed for the street, standing with a naughty smirk on their faces. We were so engrossed in fucking that we did not hear them enter the room.

"You go on, we'll follow," I said getting up.

Saaima and I had a quick shower together and after dressing, reached cottage no. 20, ten minutes after six.

"Saaima, kyon chudai se pet bhar gaya? (Saaima, have you had your fill of fucking?)" Fazia taunted Saaima.

"Of course not, I wanted to go on and on but Saheb insisted on coming here," Saaima said smiling sweetly. "

We had tea and then strolled in the beautifully gardens of the Hotel. Our walk was cut short by a sudden cloud burst. We took refuge in the bar. The girls ordered cold drinks, Rosie asked for a dry sherry and Ramu and I had scotch and soda. After a couple of drinks we had a sumptuous dinner and were back in the cottage no. 20 around nine o'clock.

"What shall we do now?" Ramu asked when we were all seated.

"Apne slaves ko chodo (Fuck your slaves)," Saaima chuckled.

"You are no longer their slaves. The twenty four hours are over," Nisha pointed out.

"We have a big heart. We extend the period by another twenty four hours," Lila giggled,

"Not only a big heart, but also a big mouth," Faiza said belligerently, "We want to get fucked by these lovely cocks too."

"Girls, no fighting, let the men decide," Rosie suggested, "Ramu. What do you say?"

"The bet was for twenty four hours," Ramu clarified diplomatically.

"Aap dono bahut kharab hain. Pahele tau humaari choot phardi. Phir humain chaubees ghante tak choda aur ab hum se muh mord liya (You both are very mean. First you deflowered us. Then you fucked us silly for twenty four hours and now you want us out)," Saaima pouted.

"Come on Saaima, you are being unfair," Rosie said.

"When you have our choots to fuck then why look for other cunts," Lila asked.

"Haven't you heard of this saying, "To keep your cock fit as a fiddle, different cunts you must diddle," Ramu laughed.

"There is no such saying," Saaima giggled, "You made it up."

"Of course there isn't but the fact remains that we all want to be their slave," Nisha said.

There was a chorus of "Yes" "Yes".

"Okay, it is now up to Sahebji and Ramu to choose their next pair of slaves," Rosie announced.

Ramu and I consulted each other.

"We think that the fairest way would be to draw lots," Ramu said, "Do you agree?"

They all nodded. "Put a slip with your name on it in a glass then Rosie draw two slips," I said.

"What about Rosie ma'am?" Mira asked.

"We have other plans for her," I replied. The slips were made and Rosie pulled out two of them.

"The next pair of slaves is Mira and Nisha," Rosie announced.

"Yessss," Mira and Nisha shouted punching air.

"AWWW," the others groaned.

"What do you suggest we do?" Roma said, "It is raining outside and it is too early to go to bed."

"I've an idea. All of you tell us under what circumstances you lost your virginity," I said.

"Yeah, in detail," Ramu said. "Everyone must agree," I said.

Hesitatingly all agreed.

"We know how Rosie, Saaima and Lila lost their cherries," I chuckled, "Nisha, I think you start."

"Please not me. In any case not first," Nisha objected.

"Nisha, first or last matters little," I said, "Somebody has to be first why not you."

NISHA'S STORY

"All right, as you say, Saheb," Nisha said clearing her throat.

Before I start the story I think some background will be in order. I am the only child of my parents. As both my parents worked I always had a nanny to look after me. When I was ten years old when my chacha (uncle-father's younger brother) with his wife of two years came to live with us.

Chacha had a terrible temper and could not hold a job. Whenever chacha was fired from a job, which was quite often, chachi (aunt- chacha's wife) would threaten to leave him. Chacha would promise to keep his temper under control in future and she would stay.

One day the inevitable happened. Chacha got the sack and chachi left him with bag and baggage. At first chacha tried to bring her back and when chachi did not return he gave up. I think chacha was quiet pleased about the whole affair because there was no one to nag him to work.

With chachi out of his hair chacha stopped working all together. He got up late and went to his club returning at lunch time. After lunch he rested and in the evening he again went to meet his friends or to the club. Chacha being the youngest was very dear to my father.

Papa paid all his bills without a murmur. Whenever mama complained papa would say, "He is still young. Let him enjoy life."

"At his age you were working for four years already," mama would say.

"My case was different," papa countered, "After fathers' death I had to support the family."

Mala, my nanny, was eighteen when she came to work for us. She was from Nepal. It was Mala's duty to see that I ate properly, did my home work and went to bed in time. In other words she was my second mother and I loved her.

As I went to school early in the morning I had my bath after coming back from school. After my bath I ate lunch. Then I studied for three hours. In the evening I played and watched TV. Then after an early dinner I went to bed.

Everyday after my bath she would inspect me. Many times she would say, "Baby, you did not soap yourself properly. Tomorrow I'll scrub you properly."

She always called me by my pet name, Baby. I did not mind her giving me a bath even when I was nearly thirteen years old.

Mala was very strict. To ensure that I would study she would sit in my room, mending clothes or just dozing, while I sat behind my desk with my school books. She would leave only for a few minutes, if at all.

One day I noticed that she did not come back for an hour and when she returned she was panting and her face was flushed. I did not pay much attention to it but when it happened again and again I decided to ask her.

"Mala, where have you been so long?" I asked her one day when she returned after an hour.

"I was talking to the cook," she replied.

"Then why is your face flushed?" I asked.

"We were standing in the sun," she replied.

"That does not explain your breathlessness," I persisted.

"Baby, when I realized that I had been away so long I ran back," she replied.