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 Dev's Big Dick.

   (kpaxian@rocketmail.com)

   Next morning everyone woke up late.  Pooja had been asleep all night
like a kitten; I did not disturb her as I knew she was very tired after the
long journey.  In our bedroom Pooja was sitting in the reclining chair
gazing through the windows into the backyard while I was reading newspaper.

   Suddenly I saw an uneasiness in her eyes; I followed her gaze and saw
our servant Dev in the backyard standing close to a flower bed.  He had
removed his sarong (piece of cloth used instead of a trouser) and was
standing legs comfortably parted.  He was holding his dick at its base
peeing into the flower bed.  Beyond his fist his dick was hanging further
out and down ending at the abundant foreskin which was hanging loose; a
forceful stream of piss jetting out.  The veins on his dick were shining in
the early morning sun.  Two heavy balls hanging low in his long and large
wrinkly nut sack were jiggling sideways as he was easing himself over the
rocks spread around the newly landscaped area.

   Pooja, while holding one end of her long sari (indian dress) ran to the
backyard.  For the first time I had a good look at her.  She was a few
inches taller than me and had a slender frame but had a big booty -- a
little too big; someone else might even call it oddly big.  When she would
run her hips sway sideways while jiggling at the same time creating a scene
from which you can't take eyes off.  I rushed behind her.  She ran straight
to Dev who was still pissing.  "What are you doing Dev?  You ruined all the
flowers.  Tell your pee thing to stop." Dev's pee stream stopped.  Pooja
held him by his wrist and led him inside.  I was following.  She continued
to talk.  "Don't you know flowers are living things and you can't pee on
them.  Let me show you where to pee.  I am sorry if I scared you.  Did your
pee thing get hurt when you had to stop peeing?" Dev nodded his head in
affirmative.  With that my wife felt so guilty.  She looked at me for help.
Then said sorry to Dev and held the base of his dick with her two fingers
to help his pain.  They were ahead of me.  I could see from behind Dev's
two heavy balls still jiggling and swaying.  Pooja's hips were swaying in
harmony as well.

   She led him to our master bath still holding his large beef-stick with
her two fingers and stood him by the toilet.  "Ok now, pee in this thing.
It is called a toilet".  Dev wouldn't pee.  His dick twitched a couple of
times and became semi-hard.  "Why are you not peeing now.  Tell your big
pee thing to start again." She looked at me for help.  I went closer and
kneeled down.  Pooja was already on her knees on the floor.  Now she was
holding the old man's dick which was now between my and her face.  She
moved it closer to me asking what to do.  I saw the foreskin peeling
backward and the big mushroom like head popping out.  Pooja looked worried
thinking she had hurt his dick.  She really wanted to teach him how to pee
in a civilized way.  Dev said, " Pooja Ji ( Ji is a word indicating respect
), may be if you shake my dick, it might start peeing".  Pooja still
holding the base of his dick in her two fingers started shaking it side to
side.  We were not suspecting this but his plum like dick head hit my face
then Pooja's while she was waving it.  She seemed not to care.  She had her
eyes focused on pee-hole eagerly waiting for the piss stream.  Dev's dick
continued to get slapped on her face.  Still looking worried she said, "
Look Kapil, it looks like I did something terribly wrong.  First he was
unable to pee and now the head of his pee thing has grown bigger; the whole
thing is hard.  It is even twitching.  I don't know what to do?" Then she
answered herself, "may be if I squeeze his hanging sac the pee would come
out".  She cued me to hold the 12 inch dick while she started fondling the
nut sac.  I started rubbing Dev's dick trying to cure it while Pooja was
pulling on the nut sac.  Then she paused; I saw her carefully palpating her
discoveries -- the two balls.  She was deeply involved.  She held the two
balls, then rubbed them together; then held his nut sac towards the top and
shook the balls side ways.  She continued to fondle his balls in all
possible ways she could think of; then took his dick back from my hand and
expressed her new idea, " Kapil, can you please piss in the toilet to show
him how to pee?" I felt embarrassed deep inside but couldn't say anything.
I unzipped my pants and took my penis out.  It was about a quarter the size
of Dev's.  I pulled on my dick a couple of times but it wouldn't get hard.
But I did the job; I started peeing right away.  Pooja got excited, and
started rubbing Dev's cock more forcefully and encouraging him at the same
time, " look Dev, look look; this is how you pee in a toilet.  See how your
boss is doing.  Come on, you can do it.  I am sorry I caused all this
trouble for you.  I am sorry.".  Poor Dev; I felt sorry for him too.  For
no fault of his he had to go through all this.  Then he said, " Pooja ji if
you don't mind can I say something." "yes of course".  " Pooja ji, you
rubbed my dick so much it has gotten dry.  Can you please spit on it." My
wife immediately responded and started spitting along the length of his
dick, then rubbing her spit all over it.  But it would get dry again, so
she started rubbing it with her tongue instead of her hands.  I was
impressed with her talents.  I thought not only she is so caring and giving
she also seemed to have natural nursing skills.  My wife's ideas seemed to
be working.  Dev's started to growl and encouraged my wife to continue
licking his dick.  Then he surprised me when he started saying bad words
for my wife.  I don''t know why.  She was helping him but he said things
like she was a dick sucking slut, a whore and a bitch to be fucked.  He
even said he would fuck her in her ass.  I think he momentarily became
delirious because of pain or something.  Then he held my wife from her hair
and directed her mouth so she could also wet his nut sack.  She eagerly
started sucking his balls holding each one between her lips and pulling
down until it would pop out.  Then suddenly he howled like a mad man and
thick ropes of dick juice started coming out of his pee hole and landed in
the toilet.  He continued to express his desire to fuck my wife in her ass.
After that he seemed to calm down and came to his senses.  My wife was
finally happy to have cured him.  We left him there with instructions for
chores around the house and proceeded to kitchen to get some breakfast.