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 BAM WHAM THANK YOU MA'AM

   (Part 6)

   By Sahebji

   Here are the last few lines of part 5:

   She promptly lay down on the grass and raised her skirt.  I picked up
her legs and looked.  I stared at her hairless choot with its small virgin
hole.  My cock, which was already hanging out side, rose to its full
height, urging me to fuck her.  I hesitated thinking it will be rape of a
minor.

   'Take her.  We'll deal with the consequences later.' Yusuf said, reading
my thoughts.  I succumbed to the wishes of cock.

   'Hold her tightly,' I told Yusuf, deciding to fuck her.  I pressed her
knees on her small breasts and placed my cock on her small virgin entrance.


   'What are you doing?' she asked nervously as she felt the warmth of my
cock at the entrance of her choot.

   Now for part 6:

   'You will enjoy this,' I replied and gave a mighty shove.

   'AAAAAYYYY mfhh...,' she yelled before Yusuf could cut her scream off by
covering her mouth with his hand.

   Her choot hole was very small and only half of my cock entered.  I kept
pushing in and out till the whole of my cock inside her.  Suddenly, I
noticed that she was very quiet and looked at her.  Her eyes were closed
and she lay very still.  She was unconsciousness.

   For a minute I was scared and started to withdraw my cock from her cunt.


   'Chod na, ruk kyon gaya.  Tere baad main chodoonga (Fuck her, why have
you stopped.  I'm waiting to fuck her after you),' Yusuf said,

   I reinserted my cock inside her cunt and started fucking as fast as
could.  The tightness of her cunt took its toll and I came few minutes
later.  'Now it is you turn,' I said to Yusuf, getting off her.

   She was still in a swoon.  Yusuf got on top of her and fucked her with
fast and hard strokes.  'Oh my God, I am already commiiinnnggg.  AHHHH,' he
panted, shooting his load into her choot, 'Her choot is very tight.'

   When Yusuf got off I saw that her choot was covered with blood.  I wiped
her choot with my hanky and started fucking her again.  Suddenly, I felt a
movement under me.  I looked at her.  She was staring at me with wide-open
eyes but made no effort to dislodge me.  I continued to fuck her.

   'Oh,' 'Oh,' she murmured a couple of times.  At first I thought she was
groaning with pain but then I realized that she was moaning.

   'Accha lag rah hai?  (It feels nice, doesn't it?' I asked, without
missing a stroke.  She nodded.  I could not hold back any longer and came
in her choot.

   She did not move and remained lying with legs apart.  'Get on top her
and make her cum,' I said to Yusuf.

   Yusuf mounted her.  After few minutes of fucking she moaned loudly and
her hips moved in fuck motion.  Soon Yusuf was on short strokes.  Suddenly
she stiffened.  Then with a loud 'AAHH,' she came.  Few strokes later Yusuf
also deposited his load up her cunt.

   'Mazaa aaya?  (Did you enjoy it?)' I asked.

   'Haan.  Ek baar aur karo (Yes.  Do it once more),' she asked without
moving.

   'Kanchi, we have to go now but we'll come tomorrow at the same time then
we will do it again,' I said.

   'Will you come tomorrow?' Yusuf asked.

   'Yeah, I'll come,' she nodded.

   'We will come only if you promise not to tell anyone how we enjoyed
today,' Yusuf cautioned her.

   'I promise.  I won't tell anyone,' she said solemnly.

   We waited for her for the next two days but she did not come.  On the
third day, when we were about to leave after waiting for her, we saw her
coming.

   'Why didn't you come?  We waited for you,' I said.

   'My "su-su" was sore,' she replied.

   'Is it okay now?' Yusuf asked.

   'Oh yes,' she said, brightly.  We took her behind the bushes and fucked
her.

   We enjoyed her choot at least three times a week.  After few months we
completed our schooling and never went back.

   'Later we discussed her many times.  The question was; was she really so
innocent that she didn't know that we were fucking her or just pretending,'
Uncle Mohan said.

   'What do think?' abbu asked me.

   'It is very difficult to say, it could be both,' I replied ambigously.

   'That doesn't help,' abbu laughed, 'Mohan, go on with the rest of the
story.'

   After finishing school we joined college and shared a room in the
college hostel.

   About a month later, we were sitting in the college caf, with a boy
called Ramesh.  Ramesh was facing the entrance while we had our backs to
it.

   'Where did she come from?' Ramesh said, staring at the door.  We turned
around.

   'Beautiful isn't she?  Her name is Molly.  She was sick and today is her
first day in college,' Yusuf said.

   'Do you know her?' I asked.

   'Sort of!  We were in the same school,' Ramesh said.

   'Then you can introduce us to her,' Yusuf suggested.

   'Not really,' he said, then lowering his voice, 'but I will tell you in
confidence that if you show her a good time then she'll show you a good
time.  You understand.'

   'You mean...' I said.

   'Yes, that is what I have heard,' he said.

   'Knowing this you didn't try to date her?' Yusuf asked.

   'I tried but she refused.  She likes big built men, like Mohan, not
small runts like me,' he laughed.

   Few days later when she was alone I asked for a date.  She agreed.  On
the first date both Yusuf and turned up.  She was bit surprised but did not
object.  We took her out to theatre, to movies and to the most expensive
restaurant for dinner and dance.

   On our fifth date we went to a caf, for a cup of coffee.  After coffee I
suggested, 'Let's go to our room.'

   'What will we do in your room?' she asked.

   'We'll watch television, what else,' I said.

   When in our room she looked around and said, 'Hey!  Where is your TV?'

   'Can't we watch TV without a TV?' I said, pulling her into my arms.  She
understood what we had on our minds.

   'What with both of you together?' she asked, trying to extricate herself
from my arms.

   'What's the harm?  Try it, it will be fun,' I said, holding her firmly.
She was quiet for a minute.

   'Why not?  I'll try anything once,' she giggled and placing lips on mine
melted into my arms.

   For the next three hours she got no rest.  We fucked her and ate her
pussy continuously.  'It's getting late,' she said, gasping for breath, 'I
must be going otherwise I will be locked out of the hostel.'

   'No not yet, I want to fuck you once more,' Yusuf said, pointing to his
erection.

   'Please Yusuf, not now I am bushed.  This is the first time that I have
cum so many times in an evening,' she said, wearing her clothes.

   'Bushed.  That reminds me, shave yours, we like a bald choot,' I said.

   'Are you free on Friday?' Yusuf asked.

   'I had such a great time today and even if I am busy on Friday, I will
make myself free.  Friday it is,' she said.

   Then we escorted her to her hostel.

   'What shall we do today evening?' I asked jokingly when we met her on
Friday.

   'Let's go to your room,' Molly suggested.

   'What will we do there?' I said.

   'Watch TV, what else,' she replied, innocently.  All three of us
laughed.

   When she undressed that evening, we saw that she had shaved and perfumed
her choot.  We fucked her, ate her pussy and she sucked our cocks.  This
went on for several months.

   'One evening when Molly and Mohan were resting after fucking, I started
to apply vaseline on my cock,' abbu said, taking up the narration.

   'Why are you applying vaseline on your dick?' she asked.

   I grinned and continued to rub vaseline on my tool.

   'Mohan, why is Yusuf rubbing vaseline on his cock?' she asked Mohan.

   'Mera khayal hai ki Yusuf teri gaand maarne ki tayari kar raha hai (I
think Yusuf is preparing to fuck you in your ass hole),' Mohan replied with
a straight face.

   'Meri gaand maarne...(Fuck me in my ass hole...) Oh my God!  You are not
planning to fuck me in my asshole?' Molly asked me.  I nodded, grinning.

   'No, I won't let you,' she said covering her ass hole with her hand.

   'What happened to your "I'll try anything once" spirit,' I laughed.  She
had no reply.

   'I...I...did not mean...No I won't do it.  It will be very painful,' she
said.  For ten minutes we argued about it.

   Finally, she said, 'Okay, I agree.  I love your cocks too much and don't
want to lose them but I have a request.  Yusuf will tear me into two, Mohan
you do it your cock is smaller.'

   'Sorry in all fairness it'll have to be Yusuf because I fucked your
choot first.' Mohan said, 'don't worry it won't hurt much.  Should the pain
become unbearable then don't scream.  You'll collect all the boys but just
bite into the pillow.'

   'I am ready.  Molly, now crouch on the bed,' I said.  She got into
position nervously.  I separated her ass cheeks and applied vaseline on her
back entrance.

   'Oooo, it feels good,' she moaned as I rotated my finger in her ass
hole.

   'See I told you that you'll enjoy it,' I said, placing my cock on her
ass hole.

   Then I applied pressure.  Her sphincter started to give way.  She opened
her mouth to yell.  'Molly, don't shout.  Here bite into this,' Mohan said,
stuffing a pillow into her mouth.

   Her sphincter opened further.  She beat the bed with clenched fists. 
Suddenly the door to her ass hole opened and my cock rushed inside.  I
pushed in and out a couple of times till the whole of my cock was in her
butt.

   'Now you can relax.  I am inside you,' I told Molly, starting to fuck
her behind and simultaneously rubbed her choot with my hand.

   As soon as I withdrew after I had finished, Mohan shoved his cock up her
behind.  'OUUIIIIIIIIIIII MA,' she screamed, at this unexpected assault.

   'How was it?' I asked her after Mohan had finished.

   'Except for the initial pain it was very nice,' she replied, rubbing her
ass.

   One evening I said, 'Darling, come on top of me.' She impaled herself on
my cock and began the fuck motion.

   'Wait, not yet,' I said, spreading her ass cheeks, 'first let Mohan
enter your ass hole.'

   'What?  Both of you together,' she said, surprised, 'Is it possible.'

   'Don't worry, we have done it before,' Mohan assured her, pushing his
cock up her ass hole.

   We continued to fuck her till the summer vacations started.  In the
holidays we reverted to screwing Amba and Maya.

   When our college reopened we met Arti and Sania, who had just joined the
college.  They were both very beautiful with a perfect hourglass figure. 
Mohan fell in love with Arti and Sania won my heart.  We could meet them
very often as they stayed in the girl's hostel.

   After a whirlwind courtship we proposed to them.  Though our engagement
was unofficial, we were committed to marry them when they graduated.

   'Abbu, then why did you not marry them?' I asked.

   'Wait till you hear the whole story,' Abbu replied.

   In a month we persuaded them to surrender their virginity to us.  Mohan
and I used the room for fucking for two days in the week each.

   Abbu continued the story.

   We started to double date.  Arti and Sania became good friends and
discovered that they were from the same town.  One day we told them about
our pact.

   'You mean Sania and Mohan and you and I,' Arti said, shocked.

   'Yeah, you are right,' Mohan said.

   'You both are mad,' Sania said, 'Arti let us go.'

   'Think about it, if you girls want us to marry you then you'll have to
agree,' Mohan said.  Mohan and I decided to wait a week before we touch the
subject again.

   'What are you girls doing this evening?' Mohan asked when we met them
after a week.

   'What have you in mind?' Sania asked, cautiously.

   'Go to our room and watch TV, what else,' I said, grinning.

   Before they could reply Molly came on the scene.

   'Hi boys, long time no see,' she said, 'If you are not busy then we
could watch TV.'

   'They are busy tonight,' Sania said.

   'We are?  Doing what?' I said, surprised.

   'Watching TV what else,' Arti said, blushing.

   'Sorry Molly, some other time,' Mohan said, 'we are busy.'

   'No sweat, bye,' Molly shrugged.

   That evening we fucked each other's fianc,e.  In the next six months, we
not only fucked them but also took their asshole cherry and double fucked
them.

   One day we suggested that they sixty-nine with each other.  They
protested but we were able to prevail on them.  After they had finished
eating each other's pussy, Mohan asked, 'How was it?  Did you like it?'

   'So-so but we like it more when you do it,' they said.  We continued
fucking them and when we got tired they ate each other's pussy.

   During the summer vacations that year Amba got married.

   'Sorry to interrupt you, are you still fucking Aunt Amba?' I asked.

   'No longer, last time we fucked her was just before her marriage,' Uncle
Mohan said.

   When we returned to college after the holidays I felt that our fianc,es
were acting strangely.  I told Mohan but he dismissed the thought saying
that I was imagining things.

   Couple of month later, one day, Molly said, 'Do you know what your
sweethearts are up to?'

   'No, what?' I asked.

   'Come with me,' Molly said, leading us to a secluded part of the campus.


   We saw that they were talking to a girl.  'Who is the girl?' Mohan
asked.

   'Her name is Sheila, a first year student,' Molly answered, 'Now don't
make any noise and listen.'

   We crept close till we could hear everything clearly.  '...  better than
masturbating,' Sania said, caressing her arm.

   'I am confused.  I don't know what to do,' the girl replied.

   'Listen to me.  In pussy eating you enjoy the pleasures of the sex act
without losing your virginity,' Arti said, 'You are a virgin aren't you?'

   She nodded.

   'My God Mohan, they are talking like lesbians,' I whispered.

   'Shhh listen,' Molly said.

   'Okay I have a suggestion.  You come to our room this evening and
cooperate with us.  If you don't like what we do then you can leave,' Sania
said.

   'You won't....' the girl asked.

   'No, we won't stop you and forget the whole thing.  Is it a deal?' Arti
said.

   'All right, I'll come.  Will six be okay,' the girl asked, getting up to
leave.

   'Six o'clock will be fine,' Sania said and the girl left.

   We confronted them on the spot.  They confessed that that they enjoyed
licking a choot more that a cock.  'How did this happen?' I asked.

   'When you made us lick each other's choot we didn't enjoy it much but
later we loved it.  During vacations we met regularly and licked each
other's choot,' Sania said.

   'One day a beggar girl, about thirteen years old, came to our door to
beg for alms,' Arti said, continuing, 'We'll give you lot of money if you
let us bathe you.'

   Normally I would not have suggested it but that day I was feeling very
horny.  She hesitated.  Sania got the drift and started waving a tenner
under her nose.  Seeing the note her resistance broke.

   We took her into the bathroom and took off her smelly clothes.  She
looked lovely.  She had small tits.  The lips of her hairless choot were
stuck together and her tiny clit was barely peeping out from in between. 
Oh what a beautiful sight it was!

   We started giving her a bath.  Under the guise of soaping her we pressed
her small boobs and caressed her hairless choot.  Suddenly I had an
overwhelming urge to taste her pussy.

   'Hold her firmly, I am going to eat her pussy,' I told Sania.

   Sania pulled her on her back and placed her mouth on hers before the
girl realized what was happening.  I spread her legs and started licking
her cunt.  The poor girl struggled but we were much stronger.  I ate her
pussy till she came.

   'How was it?' Sania asked.

   'I have never felt so much pleasure before,' the girl said, gasping for
breath.  Then Sania licked her sweet cunt.

   'We enjoyed Chameli, that was her name, for a month,' Arti said, 'then
one day she came and started crying.'

   'Sweetheart, what has happened?' Sania asked, hugging her.

   'Kal raat ko bapu ne meri choot phard di (My father deflowered me last
night),' she said and started to cry again.

   'WHAT!  YOUR OWN FATHER HAS DEFLOWERED YOU,' I said, aghast, 'Where was
your mother?  Didn't she help you?'

   'She was there and tried to protect me,' Chameli said.

   'Pee rakkhi hai kya?  Tum apni hee beti ko chodoge (Are you drunk?  You
want to fuck your own daughter?' my mother said.

   'Haan, main aaj Chameli ki choot phardunga.  Tune inn saat haramzadiyon
ko paida karke mujhe diya hee kya hai sivaye inki kori chooton ke (Yes, I
will deflower Chameli tonight.  Only thing I can get from these seven
bitches you have given birth to, are their virgin cunts),' bapu said,
taking a swig from the bottle in his hand.

   'He then ordered my six sisters to watch.  Then catching me by my hair
tore off my clothes and laid me on the bed.  Then he caught my ankles and
pressing my knees on my chest placed his cock at the entrance of my choot.

   'Watch carefully, you bitches.  When you are older then you will be
lying here and my cock will go into your choot like this,' bapu said and
gave a mighty shove.

   'AAAAAAYYYYYYIIIIEEEEEEEE,' I yelled as his cock tore though my
virginity and buried itself inside me.  Bapu started to fuck me.

   I kept screaming, mother cried and my sisters watched cringing with fear
but my father kept laughing till he finished fucking me.

   'You devil, God will never forgive you for spoiling your own daughter,'
mother said, looking skywards.

   'Abhi tau maine sirf Chameli ko choda hai per jab yeh bardi hongi tab
yeh laurda inn sab ki choot baari baari kar ke phardega (Today I have
fucked Chameli only but when they are older then this cock will deflower
them one by one),' he said, shaking his blood stained cock at my mother. 
Then bapu fucked me two more times.

   We told Chameli to wait and discussed the matter among ourselves.  'Her
father is a rogue.  Imagine deflowering a girl so brutally and that too his
own daughter,' Sania said.

   'Her cunt must be sore,' I said, 'let her go home.  She can come some
other day.' Sania agreed with my suggestion.

   'Chameli, I think you better go home and...' I said, when she started
crying again.

   'Please ma'am, don't send me away,' she said.

   She thought that we wanted to break off our relationship because she was
no longer a virgin.  She didn't want to give up the pleasure we were giving
and more importantly the money we were paying her for licking her virgin
cunt.

   'But...' Sania said, trying to explain. .

   'Ma'am, I may have lost my cherry but I can bring my sister.  She is a
virgin.  Better still, I will bring two of them but please don't send me
away,' she said.

   'All right, bring all of them,' Sania laughed.

   For the next month or so we enjoyed all her sisters.  By the time
college reopened we preferred hairless virgins to men,' Arti said,
concluding her story.

   'What about this girl?' I asked.

   'You mean Sheila?  We caught her masturbating in the ladies toilet,'
Sania said.

   'What!  She was doing it openly?' I asked.

   'No, she was in the cubicle but she moaned so loudly that we thought
someone is sick.  On checking we found she was fingering herself.  We
threatened to tell the others.  She followed us here begging not to tell.
Rest you know,' Sania said laughing.

   'Yes, we got the drift.  You have got yourself a virgin but not a
hairless one,' I laughed.

   'When we are through with her this evening, she will be ready to shave
her head if we ask her to,' Arti giggled.

   Then we had a serious talk with them and broke our engagement with
mutual consent.

   'Now you understand why we did not marry them,' Uncle Mohan said.

   'Whom did you fuck then?' I asked.  'We were able to persuade Molly to
spread her legs for us again and fucked her till we graduated,' Uncle Mohan
replied

   'Six months later Mehru and I got married,' abbu continued.

   'Let me tell now,' ammi said, 'after a week of marriage Yusuf told me of
their pact.'

   'I am your wife and it's my duty to obey you.  I'll do what you say but
I suggest you wait till your friend is also married.  What if I sleep with
him and he does not deliver his wife to you, ' I said to him expressing my
doubt.

   'No, you don't know Mohan.  He has given his word and he'll keep it,'
Yusuf said.

   'Then Yusuf invited Mohan to fuck me over the weekend.  Thereafter Mohan
spent all his weekends with us and both of them fucked me together.  Four
months later Mohan got married.

   Yusuf waited for a week then started inquiring about news from Mohan
twice a day.  When I told him there was none he was very disappointed.

   'Why don't you call him?' I suggested but he wouldn't.

   'Did he think that I wanted to cheat him?' Mohan laughed.

   'No, he did not doubt you for a minute.  His was only impatient to fuck
a tight choot,' ammi said.

   'Couple of days later a letter arrived from Mohan.  Letter said...' ammi
continued her story but abbu interrupted her.

   'I have still got the letter,' he announced proudly and opening his
cupboard said, 'Here it is.' The letter read:

   Dear Yusuf,

   Seema and I are leaving on our honeymoon tonight.  Enclosed are two
tickets for Mehru and you.  Join us there.  I have booked a suite with two
bedrooms, one for you and one for us.  I'll fulfill my pledge there.  I am
sorry for the delay.

   More when we meet.  Love,

   Mohan

   'Two days later we arrived at their hotel at six in the evening,' abbu
said, continuing with the story, 'Mohan introduced us to Seema.  She was a
stunner.  We had attended the wedding but didn't get a good look at the
bride.  What big boobs?  I couldn't take my eyes off them.'

   'Ooooo, did you see her big tits?  I am going to enjoy fucking her,' I
told Mehru that evening when we were getting ready for dinner.

   Dinner was a very pleasant affair.  Seema was not only very beautiful
but also well read and witty.

   'Please excuse me, it is eleven o'clock and I am sleepy,' she said,
getting up to leave.

   'Wait, I will join you,' Mehru said also getting up.

   When the ladies were approximately ten yards away, Mohan said, 'Seema,
listen,' and leaving me alone at the table hurried to her.  He whispered
something in Seema's ear.  Seema blushed.  Mohan again said something and
she nodded.

   'Yusuf, I have a confession to make,' Mohan said, joining me at the
table.  I did not reply and waited.

   'I have not had the courage to tell Seema about our pact,' Mohan
continued, 'She is very horny and loves fucking.  You don't have to worry.
I have made arrangements for you to fuck her.  She will be waiting for me
naked in bed in a dark room.'

   'You mean...' I asked.

   'Yes.  You go in instead of me and fuck her,' Mohan said.

   'She might create a scene afterwards,' I said, expressing my doubts.

   'It is possible but I was hoping that once you have fucked her, her
horny nature will take over and she will be one of us,' Mohan said.

   'Okay, I'll give it a try,' I said.

   'Good, let us go up,' Mohan said.

   Now Seema took up the narration.

   'Good night!  I am going straight to bed.  I feeling very sleepy,' I
said yawning.

   'Good night!  Enjoy yourself,' Mehru giggled, winking at me.

   For a moment I thought she had overheard Mohan.  'No way,' I thought
dismissing her remark.

   After a quick shower, I shaved and perfumed my cunt as Mohan had said.
In twenty minutes I switched off the lights and waited for him naked in
bed.

   I caressed my choot as I was feeling very horny that night.  'For the
first time in my life I had drunk wine with my dinner tonight, it must be
its effect,' I said, smiling to myself.

   I heard voices.  Mohan has come.  The door opened and then closed.  I
could hear the rustling of clothes as Mohan undressed.  Mohan was as
impatient to fuck me as I was.  He climbed on top of me as soon as he got
into bed.  I spread my legs invitingly.  He immediately shoved his cock
inside my cunt.

   'Oh, his cock feels so big today.  It must be the effect of the wine,' I
thought naively and made a mental note to find out it's name for future.

   Mohan started the in and out motion.  'Oh Mohan,' 'Oh Mohan,' I moaned.
He was fucking me with hard and fast strokes.  I also fucked him back as
hard I could.

   'HARDER MOHAN, HARDER,' I shouted.

   After ten minutes of in and out motion my body arched.  I was about to
cum.  Mohan was on short strokes.

   'Y...HES, THAT'S IT.  NOW FASTER.  OH GOD I AM NEARLY THERE.  Y...HES, I
AMMM COOMMMMMIIIIIIINNNNNGGGGG,' I shouted and fell back on the bed gasping
for breath.

   Few strokes later with a loud grunt Mohan jettisoned his hot cum into my
choot and lay panting on top me.

   'Oh this was great.  You have not fucked me this hard since our first
time on our wedding night,' I panted when Mohan had rolled off me.

   'Probably it is because it is also my first time with you,' Yusuf said.

   I was shocked to hear Yusuf's voice.  I screamed and rolling to the
other end of the bed, switched on the bedside lamp.  It was only now that I
realized that I was naked.  I looked for something to cover myself but
nothing was at hand.  I placed one hand on my cunt and covered my tits with
the other arm.

   'Y...Yusuf, you?  W...What are you doing here?' I asked.

   'Main?  Maine abi tujhe choda hai (I?  I just fucked you),' Yusuf
laughed, moving closer to me.

   'I...I didn't mean that.  W...What I meant was where is Mohan?' I asked,
nervously.

   'In my room,' Yusuf replied, shifting still closer.

   'In your room, what is he doing there?' I asked, a bit confused.

   'Mehru ko chod raha hoga (He must be fucking Mehru),' Yusuf replied,
grinning.  Now he was lying next to me.

   'What am I saying?  Why...you...Mohan...my God I am so confused,' I
exclaimed, shaking my head to clear it.

   'You mean Mohan hasn't told you anything?' Yusuf asked.

   'No.  He has not told me anything,' I replied.

   Then he told me about the pact and connecting circumstances.  While he
was talking he pushed my hand covering my choot aside and began caressing
my cunt.  I tried to cover my choot but Yusuf kept pushing my hand away.

   My mind was in turmoil.  I closed my eyes and tried to concentrate. 
What shall I do?  Yusuf has already fucked me with the consent of my
husband.  In turn my husband is fucking his wife.  Now I understood Mehru's
cryptic remark.  She knew that her husband is going to fuck me tonight.

   My mother's advice came to my mind.  She had said, 'Obey your husband
and serve him well.  Remember, if your husband is unhappy then you can
never be happy.'

   'I had really enjoyed myself when Yusuf had fucked me.  Why should I
feel guilty?  It is my husband who wants me to sleep with his friends and
if I enjoy it then what can I do,' I thought.  I was even more confused
than before.

   Still undecided, I opened my eyes.  The first thing I saw was Yusuf's
magnificent erection.  I was already feeling horny; the caress of my choot
was driving me crazy and now his tempting erection.

   I wanted to impale myself on his erection but thought that it won't be
lady like.  Just then Yusuf came to my rescue.  'Seema,' he said, taking me
his arms and kissing me, 'let us fuck again.'

   'No, I shouldn't, I am a married woman,' I protested feebly.

   'What a coincidence, I am married also,' he laughed, getting on top of
me.

   I spread my legs to facilitate him.  When I felt the tip of his cock on
my choot entrance, I said, 'Please don't, what will my husband say?'

   'I don't know.  Remind me, I'll ask him tomorrow,' Yusuf replied and
shoved his cock into my choot.  We fucked twice more and then fell asleep
in each other's arms.

   Now abbu took up the narration.

   'As usual I woke up at six in the morning,' abbu said continuing.

   'Seema looked beautiful.  She was sleeping on her back.  Her shaven
choot looked delicious.  I gave it a couple of licks.  Then I separated her
legs gently and crouching in between them started to eat her pussy.'

   After a few minutes she woke with a start.

   'Who...what...  Oh, Yusuf, it is you,' she moaned, pressing my head to
her cunt with her hands.  I continued to lick her cunt.

   'Oh Yusuf,' she moaned loudly, raising her legs.  I took her clit
between my lips and pressed lightly.

   'Oh my God!  It feels sooo gooood,' she moaned, bucking her hips.

   Releasing her clit I inserted my tongue in her choot and started to
tongue fuck her.

   'AGHRR,' she moaned, 'DEEPER YUSUF DEEPER.  Y...HES, Y...HES.  STOP. 
FUCK ME.  Y...HES, Y...HES YUSUF FUCK ME PROPERLY,' she shouted, pulling me
on top of her by my hair.

   Without further ado I drove my cock into her choot and started the fuck
motion.  By the time I finished Seema had cum four times.  After the fuck
we dozed off.

   Being a light sleeper I got up when the door opened and Mohan and Mehru
walked in.  They were still naked.  Seeing that I was awake, Mohan
whispered, 'How did it go?' I grinned and gave him thumbs up sign.

   'Rise and shine everybody,' he said, grinned back, 'it is nine o'clock
and we are famished.'

   I was watching Seema.  She opened one eye and took in the scene. 
Suddenly, she jumped out of bed and ran into Mehru's arms crying,

   'Aapka Yusuf barda kharab hai.  Ussne mujhe saari raat choda.  Dekho na,
meri choot kitni sooj gayi hai (Your Yusuf is very bad.  He fucked me the
whole night.  Look, how sore my cunt has become).'

   They looked at each other and hugging each other, laughed loudly.

   Seema then turned to Mohan.  'Dear husband, why did you not tell me
about your pact with Yusuf?' she asked.

   'Would you have agreed?' Mohan questioned in return.

   'No, definitely not,' Seema shot back.

   'There you have my answer,' Mohan laughed.

   'Okay, now that Yusuf has fucked me you might as well tell me to whom
all have you promised my choot,' she asked Mohan.

   'Only Yusuf, no one else,' Mohan replied.

   'What a pity, I would have loved to fuck some more friends of yours but
I suppose I will have to be satisfied with Yusuf only,' she giggled then
turning to me added, 'Yusuf, you will have to do duty tonight also.'

   We all laughed.

   'Mehru, let us go to your room and I'll tell you what happened last
night,' Seema giggled happily, leading Mehru out of the room.

   After breakfast we did some sightseeing.  It was very hot.  We were very
thirsty when we returned to the suite for lunch.  I opened a bottle of beer
from the mini bar and poured two glasses.

   'What about us?' Seema asked.

   'We have a better drink for you in mind,' I laughed, pulling down the
zip of my trousers and taking out my cock.

   Mohan followed suit, 'Mehru, shall I pour out your drink or would you
prefer to have it fresh from the source.'

   Both of them sucked our cocks and swallowed our-cum.  For two days and
two nights we fucked, sucked and licked at will.

   On the third night Mohan declared, 'Ladies, tonight we are going to take
your ass hole cherry.'

   'What!  You are not going to fuck me in my ass hole,' Mehru said.

   End of part 6.

   To be continued...

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