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 IT'S A MAN'S WORLD

   (Part 4)

   By Sahebji

   As usual before proceeding with the story, I reproduce the last few
lines of part 3:

   When we had settled down Sarit asked, 'What is so important that it
could not wait till evening?'

   'Ladies, we have decided to divorce you,' Shamit said.  Sarit and I were
shocked.

   'What?' Sarit shouted, surprised.

   'But why?' I asked as calmly as I could.

   'Because when you married us, you both were not virgins,' Amit
elaborated, 'there was no sign of a hymen.  Someone had fucked you before
marriage.'

   Now for part 4:

   'Shamit you are mistaken.  I was a virgin,' I said, crossing my fingers,
'Absence of the hymen has no meaning.  It can tear because of many other
reasons also'.

   'Yes, that is so, 'Shamit said, 'but the choot (cunt) remains tight and
not loose like yours.'

   'So was I,' Sarit said nervously, 'Amit, remember it hurt me so much
that I screamed when you entered me for the first time.'

   'Yes my dear, how can I forget that,' Amit smiled, 'All I can say is
that you are an excellent actress but not good enough to fool me.'

   I saw beads of perspiration forming on Sarit's forehead.  I prayed to
God that Sarit doesn't lose her cool, as she had done when our sisters
blamed us for sleeping with their husbands.

   'Shamit believe me, I was a virgin,' I repeated.

   'Listen you two, we are not fools,' Shamit said, 'Before marriage we had
fucked many girls, three of them were virgins.  We know how it feels to
deflower a girl.'

   'Yes, a virgin's choot is tight but your choots were loose.  Apparently
you had been well fucked by someone before your marriage.  Right brother?'
Amit added.

   'Absolutely,' Shamit said, 'Best course for you is to tell us
everything.'

   Sarit started to cry.  I could sense that Sarit was about to say
something foolish and tried to stop her.  'Sarit don't...' I started to say
but she was no longer thinking rationally.  She ignored my warning.

   'Adi, I was afraid of this,' Sarit said, with tears running down her
cheeks, 'I knew they would find out that we were not virgins and had been
fucked.'

   'Good girl,' Amit laughed, offering her a handkerchief, 'Ab tum batao ki
tumahari choot kissne phaardi aur shadi ke pahele kiss kiss se tumne apne
ko chudwaya hai (Now tell us who took your cherry and who all have enjoyed
your cunts before us).'

   Sarit started to confess but I interrupted her, not knowing what all she
might say in her present state.

   'Sarit, let me tell them,' I interved.  Then I told them everything
except what happened on the holiday with our sisters.

   'Accha tau hamare jija logon ne tumhari choot phardne ka mazaa liya? 
(So it was our brothers in law who had the pleasure of popping your
cherry?)' Shamit asked.

   We nodded.

   'Unhone tumahaari gaand bhi maari hogi?  (They must have fucked your
asshole also?)' Amit inquired.

   We nodded.

   'Tumne unka laurda bhi choosa hoga?  (You must have sucked their cocks
also?)' Amit continued.

   We nodded again.

   'I am glad that you have told us everything,' Shamit said.

   'Why are you making such a fuss about it?' Sarit asked, 'We have not
said anything to you about all the girls you say you have fucked before our
marriage?'

   'Daaarlinnng,' Amit drawled laughing, 'you forget that it's a man's
world.  We'll tell you if you want but the list is long, it will take
time.'

   'Forget it we are not interested,' I said, 'Now that you know the truth
what do you plan to do?'

   'Yes tell us, do you still plan to divorce us?' Sarit asked, nervously.

   'We don't know.  We will have to discuss it among ourselves,' Shamit
replied, 'We must go now but we will give you our decision at lunch.'

   'Oh Adi, I am so sorry.  I have let you down again,' Sarit said, when
they had left and started to weep, 'When I get nervous, I don't know what I
am saying.'

   I embraced her and let her cry for sometime.

   'Sarit darling, don't cry, it is not your fault,' I said, trying to
console her, 'Actually I am to blame, if I had not tricked you in losing
your cherry then at least you would have been a virgin.'

   'Oh Adi,' Sarit said.  Then we both cried on each other's shoulder.

   'Our society is not fair,' Sarit said, suddenly freeing herself from my
embrace and wiping her tears, 'A man can fuck hundred girls before marriage
and every one says he is a great guy, a Casanova but if a girl enjoys
herself even once, then she is damned.'

   'Such is life,' I replied, 'and as Amit said it is a man's world, the
men make the rules and we women have to live by them.'

   'What shall we do now?' Sarit asked, 'If our parents find out then they
will surely kill us.'

   'Don't worry, we will see it through together,' I replied, 'but first
let us wait for their decision.'

   'Oh Adi, I am so glad that you are with me,' Sarit said hugging me.

   'What are friends for?' I replied hugging her back.

   As promised, our husbands came home at lunchtime.  We ate our lunch in
silence.  After lunch Sarit couldn't control herself and burst out, 'What
have you two decided?'

   'Ah yes, our decision,' Amit replied, smiling, 'We have decided that we
will not divorce you pro....'

   'Thank God for that,' Sarit said, sighing with relief.

   'Don't start celebrating yet, let me finish,' Amit chuckled, 'Where was
I?  Yes!  We have decided not to divorce you provided you fulfill two of
our conditions.'

   'What conditions,' I asked.

   'Paheli hum tumhari behnon ko chodenge (First is that we get to fuck
your sisters),' Amit said.

   'Hai, aap humaari behenon ko chodena chahate ho?  (O my God, you want to
fuck our sisters?)' Sarit asked, dismayed.

   'Why not?' Shamit said, 'Their husbands fucked our wives then why can't
your husbands fuck their wives also.'

   'What is the second condition?' I asked, keeping the real issue in
focus.

   'Let me explain what I am about to say,' Shamit said, 'In our society,
when a man gets married, he looks forward to the pleasure of deflowering
his virgin wife.  In our case, your brothers in law or shall I say our
respected brothers in law had already taken care of your cherry.  Therefore
our second condition is that they provide us with a virgin each to deflower
in lieu of the cherry, we should have had but because of them didn't.  This
would make us even.'

   'Now you are being unreasonable,' I replied, 'Firstly, where would they
get a virgin for you and secondly, for argument sake, if they did have one
then do you think she would still be a virgin today?'

   'I agree with you,' Shamit laughed, 'We would have done the same. 
Anyway this is their problem and they alone have to find a solution for
it.'

   'Be sensible, where would they get a virgin of your choice?' Sarit
repeated in desperation.

   'Oh, we are not choosy,' Amit snickered, 'She could be anyone, a
relative, a friend or even a servant girl but she must be young and a
virgin.'

   His words "a servant girl" gave me an idea.  'What would you say if
instead of them we gave you a virgin each to fuck?' I inquired.

   'Matters little to us who the provider is.  As long as our motto, eye
for an eye, choot for a choot and a cherry for a cherry, is complied with,'
Shamit laughed.

   'Agar yeh baat hai tau hum aap ko Basanti aur Shanti dete hain.  Aap
unki choot phard lo (If that is so, we give you the choots of Basanti and
Shanti.  You can pop their cherry,' I replied with a triumphant smile.

   'HA!  HA!  HA!' they both laughed loudly.

   'You mean deflower our Basanti and Shanti?  You think they are virgins?'
Amit replied, doubling up with laughter.

   'Why not?  I am sure they are virgins,' Sarit asked, getting worried.

   'My dear, we took care of their cherry many months before we married
you,' Shamit chuckled.

   'Impossible!  I don't believe you!' I replied.

   'Ask them!  They will confirm our statement,' Amit said still laughing.

   'I will just do that,' I replied stubbornly.

   'All right ladies you do the asking but we have to get back to the
office,' Shamit said, 'One more thing.  Till our conditions are fulfilled
we will not sleep together.  You both will sleep in my room and we will
occupy Amit's room.'

   'WHAT!  YOU CAN'T DO THAT.  IT IS UNFAIR,' Sarit screamed.

   'If you won't sleep with us then whom will you screw?' I asked
incredulously.

   'Basanti and Shanti.  Who else?' Shamit replied grinning.

   'Our maids?  How degrading for us,' Sarit complained.

   'Well, that is how it is going to be my love,' Amit replied, 'Bye!  See
you later.'

   'Gosh, these two bitches.  They look so sweet and innocent,' Sarit said
in a rage, 'I would never have thought that they would be fucking our
husbands behind our backs.'

   'This is what our husbands have said, ' I replied, 'but let us first ask
them before we hang them.'

   'Adi, I have an idea,' Sarit whispered, 'If these two bitches can give
pleasure to our men then why can't we also get our pleasure from them.'

   'You mean ask them eat our pussy?' I whispered back.

   'Yes.  If we have to survive without a cock then their tongue is a much
better option than using our finger,' Sarit giggled,

   'What if they say no?' I asked.

   'If they refuse then we can always threaten to tell mama that the maids
did not obey us....'

   '...and they are shit scared of her, this would persuade them to do what
we want,' I said completing her thought process.

   'Side by side we can revive our old idea about the football team or
explore other possibilities,' Sarit laughed, clapping happily.

   'Omigosh Sarit you are a genius,' I replied hugging her.

   'Now that everything is settled, let us put the show on the road,' Sarit
said impatiently.

   'No not yet, first we must find out if our husbands were telling the
truth or not.  ' I replied, 'We will question them in my room'.

   'Give me a minute to change into my night gown so that if everything
goes our way then my choot is easily accessible,' Sarit chuckled, 'I
suggest that you also do the same.'

   'Brilliant, Sarit, brilliant,' I grinned, 'okay, we will meet in my room
in ten minutes.'

   'I'll be there, I think we might as well get used to sleeping together,'
Sarit replied, laughing naughtily.

   When we had settled down in my room, we called Basanti and Shanti.

   'We are going to ask you some questions and want truthful answers,' I
said to them.

   'Didi, we promise to tell the truth,' they replied in one voice.

   'Are you both virgins?' I asked.

   For a moment they looked nonplused by my question but then Basanti
replied, 'No didi, we are not.'

   'Tumhaari choot kissne phardi?  (Who deflowered you?)' Sarit inquired.

   'The young masters,' Shanti replied blushing.

   'You mean Shamit and Amit?' I asked.

   They nodded.

   'When?' I continued.

   'About eight months ago,' Basanti said.

   'Did they rape you?' Sarit asked.

   'No, no nothing like that,' Shanti replied quickly, 'It was our kismet.'

   'What does that mean, tell us what happened?' I asked.

   'Didi, it is a long story,' Basanti said.

   'Go on tell us, we have ample time,' Sarit said.

   'Didi you probably know that Shanti and I are first cousins.  I am two
hours older to her,' Basanti started her story, 'On our eighteenth
birthday, ignoring our protests but with the blessings of our mothers, our
fathers took us in the presence of the master.  Master, mistress and chachu
master were present in the room.'

   'Master,' Jamroo, my father, said, 'this is my daughter Basanti and the
other one is Jaggu's daughter, Shanti.'

   'Both have become eighteen today,' Jaggu, Shanti's father added.

   'Congratulations!' master said, then turning to chachu added, 'Chachu,
tell the estate manager to give them a suitable gift.'

   'No, no, master,' my father protested, 'We have not brought them here to
receive a present from you.'

   'Then why have you come?' malkin said tersely, 'Come to the point
quickly and stop wasting our time.'

   'Yes mistress,' Jaggu said, 'It is our humble request that you take them
in your service.'

   The master laughed, 'They are very pretty but I have enough maids to
look after my needs.'

   'Master, they will give you much pleasure.  They are untouched by man,'
my father said, 'Their mothers tell me that their body is even prettier
than their face.'

   'Yes master see for yourself,' Jaggu chacha (uncle = father's younger
brother) said, then turning to us added, 'take off your clothes and show
master your body.'

   We were not prepared for that but had to obey the orders of our elders
and started to unbutton our blouse.

   'No!  There is no need undress,' the master said, 'Jaggu, I take your
word for it.'

   'Thank you master, your decision has made us very happy,' my father said
smiling.

   'I did not say that I will accept them,' the master replied.

   'Please master, don't say no, we came with such high hopes.  If you
refuse it will break our hearts,' both my father and Jaggu chacha pleaded,
grabbing master's feet.

   'Jamroo, Jaggu listen to me.  I have already told you that.....' the
master started to say but the mistress interrupted him.

   She said, 'Shamsher, don't break their hearts, accept the girls.  After
enjoying their young bodies you can always send them to work in the fields
or just give them away,'

   'That's a good idea,' the master said, more to himself than to the
others, 'Maybe later I can oblige an official,'

   'Yes, yes, master they are yours, do what you like with them,' my father
said, getting excited, 'Enjoy them, beat them or slit their throats, if
that pleases you.'

   'All right, I grant you your wish,' master said, 'from today both these
girls are in my service.'

   'Thank you master, we are highly obliged,' Jaggu chacha said bowing low.


   'What are you lingering here for?  The master has accepted your wish,
now go,' the mistress said brusquely.

   'Yes mistress, we were just leaving,' my father said and after making
their salaams, both of them backed out of the room.

   'Chachu, they are really very pretty,' the master said, watching us with
half closed eyes.

   'Brother, what do you plan to do with them?' Chachu master asked.

   'That is what I am thinking,' master replied still in deep thought, then
he suddenly sat up straight and added, 'Chachu if you want them, you can
have them'.

   'No brother, I did not mean that,' chachu master replied, hastily.

   'Chachu, if my memory serves me right, you deflowered their mothers,'
master said, with a naughty twinkle in his eyes, 'now you can pop their
daughter's cherry and then fuck mother and daughter together.  This would
be a novel experience even for you.'

   'Yes, you are right but they are too pretty and young for a man of my
age.  They deserve someone better,' master chachu replied, 'Why don't you
give them to the twins?  They are old enough to have their own maids.'

   'Brilliant idea.  I was thinking on the same lines,' master said
excitedly, 'I have decided, Basanti goes to Shamit and Shanti will serve
Amit.  Durga you take charge of these girls till they come.  Make sure that
in the meanwhile they don't get into any mischief.'

   'Don't worry on that count.  I will make sure that no man comes near
them,' mistress said, 'You two, go to my chambers and wait.'

   As we were leaving we heard mistress say, 'The boys will be ecstatic, I
think I will give them the good news.'

   'Durga don't do that, otherwise they will leave their work and rush
home,' the master laughed.

   After two hours, the mistress came to her chambers.

   'So you are the daughters of Rama and Sharda, not bad, not bad at all,'
she said going round us.

   We were too scared to even nod.

   'Take off your clothes.  Let me see what you are hiding behind them,'
she ordered.

   For a moment we were nonplussed but knowing the consequences of
disobeying her, quickly disrobed and stood at attention, unsure of what
will happen next.

   'Very beautiful, your boobs are very shapely,' she said, fondling them
and pinching our nipples, 'ah!  Very firm too.'

   We blushed but remained silent.

   'What happened to your bush?' she said, poking her finger at our shaven
choots.

   We remained silent.

   'Come on, I am waiting for an answer,' she said smiling.

   'Our mothers helped us shave them this morning,' Shanti ventured,
nervously.

   'Your mothers are wise, they know what pleases a man,' she said, 'Keep
them this way.'

   'Ji malkin (Yes mistress),' we nodded.

   'Kissi ne tumhain choda tau nahin hai?  (Has anyone fucked you?)' She
inquired running her finger between our cunt lips.

   'Nahin malkin, humaari choot bilkul kori hai (No mistress, we are
virgins),' we both replied.

   'Good,' she said and walked around us again grabbed our bottoms and
said, 'Ah!  They are nice and hard.  My sons are going to like them.'

   Then suddenly pressing our clits between her thumb and finger asked,
'Tumhain maloom hai mere bete tumaare saath kya karenge?  (Do you know what
my sons are going to do with you?)'

   'Didi, I would like to add that we found her touch very pleasant.  Under
normal circumstances our choots would be leaking by now but the fear of
displeasing her they remained bone dry,' Shanti said, interrupting Basanti.

   'Good that you have clarified it, I was about to ask you about it,'
Sarit said, 'Basanti what happened next?'

   We knew what is going to happen to us but were too scared to utter a
word.

   'Woh tumhari choot phardenge aur phir chodenge.  Ho sakta hai woh
tumharii gaand bhi maarain (They will deflower you and then fuck you.  It
is possible that they might fuck your ass holes also),' she said grinning.

   We expected to be fucked but just thought of our ass holes being
ravished scared us, well at least it scared me,' Basanti said.

   'Me too,' Shanti said, agreeing with Basanti.

   'There is nothing to be afraid off,' the mistress said, reading our
minds, 'after the initial pain fucking, in the choot or gaand is lovely.  I
am sure you will also enjoy it.'

   'Yes mistress,' Shanti mumbled.

   'Fuck as much as you like, enjoy yourself to the hilt but I will be very
angry if you were to get pregnant,' she said.

   This was very confusing to us.  'Malkin, agar woh hamain chodenge tau
bachcha tau hoga (Mistress, if they fuck us then we will get pregnant)'
Shanti asked, innocently.

   'Not necessarily, mistress said, 'Remember, it's a man's world.  Man
wants only his pleasure and does not bother about the consequences.  It is
for us women to make sure no complications arise.'

   'I don't understand.  How we can.....' I said but the mistress
interrupted me.

   'Here take these,' she said pressing two bottles of pills in our hands,
'take them regularly as per directions on the label and you will not get
pregnant.  If you do get pregnant then I will know that you have disobeyed
me and I will take you to task.  You know what that means?'

   Of course we knew and therefore hastily assured her that we would not
let her down.  She then sent for our mothers.

   When they arrived she said, 'Rama, Sharda from today Basanti and Shanti
are in our service.  They will report for duty to me at six in the morning
and stay here till six in the evening.  You will come to leave them and
pick them up.  When they get home, you are not to let them out of your
sight.  At night you will sleep with them.  Understood?'

   'Ji malkin (Yes mistress),' our mothers replied, dutifully

   Six weeks later the young masters came for a visit.  After dinner the
mistress took us to their room.  They were dressed only in their pajamas
and were preparing to go to bed.

   'Boys, I have brought a gift from your father.  Shamit, Basanti here
will be your maid and Shanti will serve Amit,' she said, then turning to us
added, 'from today they are your masters.  Obey them and ensure that they
are comfortable.'

   'Yes mistress,' we replied softly.

   'If you want their loyalty,' she said, with a twinkle in her eyes, 'then
my advice is that you look after them well.'

   I knew that today we were going to be fucked.  Just this thought made my
choot wet and my body tingled with anticipation.

   They looked at us from top to bottom.  'Mama don't worry, 'Amit sir said
with a big grin, 'We will look after them so well, starting tonight, that
they will be loyal to us even in their next life.  What says you brother?'

   'Of course.  Mama, that is a promise,' Shamit sir said, ogling at me.

   'Goodnight and try to get some sleep also,' malkin grinned and left.

   For the next five minutes or so they said nothing but stared at us. 
'Gosh Amit, they are very pretty,' Shamit sir said.

   'Yes, that they are,' Amit sir said, 'first let us see what they have
got inside their sari.  Girls, take off your clothes,'

   We knew what was in store for us and undressed.  We were happy that
instead of the oldies, we had them as our masters.

   'Wow Amit!  They are well prepared.  They have even shaved their choot,
'Shamit sir said, 'I think I will enjoy taking care of them.'

   'So would I but I think they should also see with what we are going to
take care of them,' Amit sir said, laughing wickedly.

   Then they pushed down their pajama bottoms exposing their erection.  We
had seen naked boys before but never a grown up man.  I was surprised to
see that a man's cock is so large.  For a moment I wondered, how this big
thing would enter my choot, but there was very little I could do about it.

   'Come Basanti, let me take care of you as per mama's wishes.' Shamit sir
said, putting his arm round me and squeezing my tits led me to the bed.

   I went willingly wondering how it would feel to be fucked.

   When all four of us were in bed Shamit sir said, 'I bet Basanti is
tighter.'

   'That has yet to be seen.  Let us, on the count of three, deflower them
together,' Amit sir proposed.

   We did not understand what they meant but soon found out.

   'One,' Shamit sir said.  They got on top of us.

   'Two,' Amit sir counted and spreading our thighs, lodged their erection
at the entrance of our choot.

   'Are you ready?  Three,' Shamit sir said and both of them pushed hard
into us.  We both screamed with pain as their cocks, tearing through our
hymen, were buried inside us to the hilt.

   When they had finished fucking us for the first time Amit sir said,
'Shamit, I think Shanti's choot is tighter.'

   'Let us find out whose choot is tighter,' Shamit sir said and told us to
switch places.  That night they fucked us four times, the last time in our
ass hole.

   'Did you enjoy fucking?' Sarit asked.

   'Yes didi, it was heavenly.  We wanted them to go on and on but to our
dismay, they fell asleep after the fourth time,' Shanti said, sighing.

   'Which one of you was tighter?' I asked out of curiosity.

   'We don't know because they never said anything about it later,' Shanti
said, 'I think it was just a ploy to fuck both of us by turns.'

   'I think so too,' I laughed, 'Okay what happened next.'

   In the morning they fucked us two more time.

   'We have some work to do but both of you remain here, we will be back
around lunch time, 'Amit sir said, as they prepared to leave.

   'But sir, we need a bath and fresh clothes,' Shanti protested,

   'No problem, use our bathroom and as for fresh clothes, you won't need
them, remain as you are till our return, Shamit sir chuckled.

   While they were away we cleaned the room and changed the blood stained
linen.  We were watching television when they returned around one.

   'Great!  I love girls who follow orders,' Amit sir said, seeing us still
naked.

   'Are you girls hungry?' Shamit sir asked.

   We nodded, except for tea and couple of biscuits in the morning, we had
not eaten anything since.

   'We have ordered lunch to be served in thirty minutes,' Shamit sir said,
'but in the meanwhile, we will give you something to sustain you.  Right
brother?'

   'Come here and kneel on the carpet, no, not there but here between our
legs,' Amit sir said, as both them sat down and spread their legs.  When we
were in position, they unzipped their fly, producing their raging hard on.

   'Now take our cocks in your mouth and suck on it,' Amit sir ordered.

   We sucked on it, as ordered, till they came in our mouth.  'Don't spit
it, swallow it,' Shamit sir decreed and dutifully we swallowed it.

   For the whole week they kept us in their chambers, naked.  They fucked
us when they wanted and as they wanted.  Everything that we needed was
brought to us.  They returned to the city only when the master scolded
them.

   'Don't be sad our lovelies, we will return,' they said, when they were
leaving, 'Just keep your choots hot.'

   They returned on every weekend and the above was repeated.

   'This is our story,' Basanti said concluding.

   'Sad but very interesting,' I said.

   'Do they still fuck you?' Sarit asked.

   'No, they have not touched us since the night before they got engaged to
you,' Shanti replied.

   'You must be missing a good hard fuck?' Sarit asked.

   'Yes, we do,' Basanti sighed.

   'Who else has fucked you?' I asked.

   'Except for our masters no one has touched us and that is the truth,'
Basanti replied, slightly miffed.

   'We believe you.  We did not mean to offend you, just checking.  What
would you do if they want to fuck you again?' I asked.

   'We will not agree,' Shanti replied, 'until you order us to.'

   'You mean to say that for the last three months or so you have not had
any sex?' Sarit asked incredulously, 'How do you survive?'

   'I think they must be licking each other's choot for relief,' I
suggested, keeping our goal in mind.

   'Didi!  What are you saying?  We have never licked a choot in our life,'
Basanti said, aghast.

   'Poor you!  We must do something to rectify the situation,' Sarit
grinned.

   'Will you lick our choot?' I asked, wondering how they would react.

   I was pleasantly surprised at their obedient response, 'We will, if you
order us to,'

   'Yes we order, yes we order,' Sarit said excitedly, raising her nightie
and spreading her legs, commanded, 'Shanti lick my choot.'

   'Basanti, you can lick mine,' I said, exposing my cunt.  They got down
on their knees and started to tongue us.

   'No, not like that, it is very awkward.  Crouch on the bed between our
legs with your ass high in the air and then eat our pussy,' I explained,
helping them into position.

   It was my first time to have my choot licked.

   'Hey guys, do you remember that our sisters did not eat our pussy during
our holiday together?  Oh, you do!  Good!  Are you still with me?  Good
then let me proceed with the story.'

   God!  It felt good, much better than when Shamit or jiju had licked it.
Although it was also Basanti's first time, she knew exactly what to do. 
Maybe it was because she was a woman.  She knew where to go, when to apply
pressure, to ease off at the right moment and revisit the spot again.

   For the next couple of hours they licked our choots.  I don't know how
often I came.  After I had released my love juice for the nth time, I was
bushed and wanted to rest.

   'Thank you, Basanti it is enough,' I said closing my eyes, 'go and rest.
You must be tired also.'

   'No!  Shanti not you just a few more licks, then you can also rest.  GOD
I AM ABOUT TO CUM.  TONGUE FUCK ME.  Y...HES, JUST A LITTLE LONGER.  OHHHHH
SSHHHHAAAANNNNTTTTTTTIIIIIII,' Sarit screamed and lay gasping for breath.

   Next thing I knew was that Basanti was shaking me.  'Didi get up,' she
said, 'Sir wants dinner.'

   'Dinner?' I said sitting up with a start, 'How late is it?'

   'It is after nine,' Basanti replied.

   'When did they return?' I inquired rubbing my eyes.

   'Around seven as usual,' she replied.

   'Why didn't you wake us then?' I complained.

   'We wanted to but they said to let you both sleep,' Shanti said.

   At this point I noticed that Shanti was trying to wake Sarit.

   'Did you tell them why we were sleeping?' Sarit asked.

   'No.  They asked but we said that we had no idea,' Basanti replied.

   'Alright go and lay the dinner, we will join them shortly,' I told them.


   After a quick wash we joined them still clad in our nightie.  I noticed
that the twins had already changed and were in their pajama suits.  'No
doubt eager to fuck the maids,' I thought.

   Like lunch, dinner was also a silent affair.  After we had eaten I said,
'Please come to our room, we want to talk to you.'

   When we had assembled in our room Amit said aggressively, 'What is there
to talk about?'

   'Are you sure you don't want to sleep with us?' I asked, hoping to
retrieve the situation somehow.

   'No my dear,' Shamit replied politely, 'our mind is made up.'

   'What!  You prefer to fuck the maids and not our sweet choots?' Sarit
asked, with tears in her eyes.

   'My daarrrlinng, their cunts are just as sweet.  Wait, let me show them
to you,' Amit drawled and called out to the maids.

   When they came he said, 'The ladies want to see your pretty choots, take
off your clothes and show it to them,' Amit ordered.

   The maids made no move to undress.

   'Didn't you hear what I said?' Amit said, getting angry, 'Take off your
clothes.'

   Both Basanti and Shanti stared at their feet but made no move to
undress.

   'Have they said anything to you?' Amit asked angrily, pointing towards
us.

   'No sir,' Basanti replied respectfully, 'It is our decision not to
undress.'

   'God!  I don't believe it.' Amit swore, throwing his arms in the air.

   'Amit, they won't obey us,' Shamit said, 'I think they are worried about
their skin.'

   'What the hell is that supposed to mean?' Amit said, rudely.

   'Send them away and I will tell you,' Shamit replied.

   'GO AWAY, YOU...  YOU...' Amit shouted at them in disgust and both
Basanti and Shanti slipped away quietly.

   'Amit, I did not mention this earlier because I thought it was not
necessary,' Shamit said, 'I happened to overhear mama giving them last
minute instructions, just before we left for the city.'

   'I quote, "Remember the interest of your mistress is paramount.  If I
hear that you have acted contrary to the interest of my darling daughters
in law, then I promise you that I will personally skin you alive and stake
you out naked on an anthill.  These wonderful little crawling creatures
have the knack of getting into all crevices, however small it may be. 
Ultimately, you will die, but I assure you that it will be a slow and a
very painful process" unquote,' Shamit said.

   'So, this is the reason for their strange behavior.  What should we do
now?' Amit asked disappointed, then suddenly added, 'I have an idea.  Why
don't we take them by force?  This way their skin will be saved and our
purpose will also be served.'

   'Are you mad?  This would only invite mama's wrath.  Don't underestimate
her, even at our age, she is quite capable of cutting off our tool,' Shamit
replied, 'You do it if you like but I am not going to risk it.'

   'You are right,' Amit agreed, 'Is there nothing we can do?'

   'Yes there is,' Shamit replied, then turning to us asked, 'Alright
ladies what do you propose?'

   'We want you to continue to sleep with us,' I proposed, 'and we give you
our word of honor to see that your conditions are fulfilled.'

   'What honor?  Did you bring "your honor" with you in marriage?' Amit
laughed sarcastically.

   'Amit, that was before our marriage,' Shamit said.

   'Yes, but why did they try to fool us in believing that they were
virgins?' Amit questioned.

   'Amit, what should they have done?  Put an ad in the papers that they
are not virgins?' Shamit argued, 'Calm down and think.  Wouldn't you have
done the same thing, if you were in their place?  I know I would have.'

   'Take our word for it,' I repeated, 'Your conditions will be met.'

   'Shamit, think about it again,' Amit said, still skeptical.

   'Trust me I know what I am doing.  Anyone can make one mistake but
basically they are good girls,' Shamit explained.

   'That they are,' Amit conceded, 'all right you decide.'

   Shamit thought for a minute and then said, 'Okay, we agree but on one
condition.'

   'Oh no, not another condition,' Sarit said, throwing up her arms in
despair.

   'The condition is that we both get to fuck both of you like jiju and
jijaji did,' Shamit said winking at Amit.

   First I glanced at Amit.  He was smiling and nodding his approval.  Then
I looked at Sarit.  She had a big grin on her face and was nodding her head
so vigorously that for a moment I thought it might fall off.

   'We agree,' I said, because I knew that sooner or later it would come to
this anyway.

   'Great!  Sarit, I always wondered if both my hands would be big enough
to hold your single tit,' Shamit said, advancing towards her, 'Today, I am
going to check it out.'

   'Who is stopping you, not me?' Sarit giggled, pulling off her nightie.
Shamit grabbed her boobs and squeezed them.

   'Oh Shamit!' Sarit moaned.

   Shamit dropped his pajamas and pushing Sarit towards the bed said, 'Big
Tits lets fuck.'

   'Oh yes.  lets,' Sarit sighed.

   Motionless, Amit watched them as if in a trance.  I was not prepared to
miss out on the action.

   'Amit, my tits may not be as large as Sarit's are, but they are
definitely more shapely and much prettier,' I said, taking off my nightie
and thrusting my tits towards him.

   'So they are,' Amit said and pushing down his pajamas advanced towards
me with his cock in the air.

   That night Amit fucked me several times and before sleeping his cock
checked out my asshole also.

   As usual, Basanti brought our morning tea at eight o' clock.  Seeing all
four of us in bed together and giggling loudly shouted, 'SHANTI BRING THE
TRAY TO THIS ROOM.  ALL FOUR OF THEM ARE HERE.'

   Shanti walked in with the second tray grinning like an ape.  After
putting the trays down on the table they turned to leave.  'Where do you
think you are going?' I said.

   They stopped and looked at me.  'Last night the men told us that your
choots are very beautiful.  We also want to see them.  Take off your
clothes!'

   Not knowing how to react, they hesitated for a moment.

   'Didn't you hear didi?' Sarit urged, 'Go on undress.'

   'Sarit, what do you say to a morning treat for out choots?' I asked
Sarit, when they were naked.

   'Yes!  Oh yes!' Sarit replied, sitting up and spreading her legs.

   'Come on girls and get a taste of a pussy full of cum,' I ordered,
spreading my legs and exposing my cunt.

   'Basanti, you take this one today,' Sarit said pointing to her cunt.

   Obediently they crouched on the bed, with their butts high in the air,
between our open legs and started to lick our cunts.

   'Oh this feels good,' I moaned, glancing sideways to see the reaction of
the twins.  They looked shell-shocked.  Wide-eyed they watched, as Basanti
and Shanti licked our cunts greedily.

   'Hey guys, last night you told us that you wanted to fuck Basanti and
Shanti,' I said, 'You won't find them in a better position.  Why don't you
shove your cock up their dripping choot from behind.'

   'YESSS!' they shouted, getting behind the kneeling maids.  Shamit
grabbed Shanti's tits started to fuck her.  Amit was not far behind.  He
shoved his cock into Basanti and started to hump her as if there was no
tomorrow.

   'AAHHH,' Shanti sighed, as Shamit's cock entered her choot, 'it feels
soooo good.'

   'God!  It has been such a long time,' Basanti moaned.

   'Girls, are you enjoying yourself?' Sarit asked.

   'Oh yes!  It feels lovely,' they mumbled into our choots.

   After ten minutes or so all four of us came together.  'Basanti change
places with Shanti.  I want to fuck you next,' Shamit said.

   The switch was made.  Licking and fucking started all over again. 
'Amit, what do you say, let's one, two, three?  Shamit asked.

   'Why not brother?  One, two aaaand three,' Amit counted.  On the count
of three both Shanti and Basanti screamed.

   'What happened darling, are these naughty boys hurting you?' I asked,
stroking Basanti's head lovingly.

   'Nahin, Shamit sir ne apna laurda meri gaand main gusserd diya tha (No,
Shamit sir had shoved his cock into my ass hole)' Basanti replied,
explaining the cause of her scream.

   'Amit sir bhi meri gaand maar rahe hain (Amit sir is also fucking me in
the ass hole),' Shanti explained.

   'Laurda gaand main achcha lagta hai na?  (Cock feels good in the ass
hole, doesn't it?)' Sarit laughed.  Both nodded vigorously without missing
a lick.

   When we had finished Amit said, 'God I am famished.  Let's have tea and
refreshments.

   Both Basanti and Shanti brought freshly brewed tea, biscuits and fresh
fruits.

   'Okay guys its show time,' Sarit announced, after we had all eaten, 'but
this time Adi and I will take the place of Basanti and Shanti.'

   'Sorry Big Tits, not now.  We have an important meeting at ten,' Shamit
said stroking Sarit's boobs, 'we will take it up from here tonight.'

   'Okay, but let us all shower together,' Sarit suggested.  Unfortunately
the shower cubicle was not large enough to accommodate all six of us. 
Therefore we divided ourselves in two groups, Shamit, Basanti and I in one
group and the others in the second group.

   After we had washed ourselves Basanti said, 'Sir, may I suck your cock?
It has been a long time since I tasted your cum.'

   'Be my guest,' Shamit laughed pushing his erect cock towards her.

   Lovingly, Basanti took Shamit's cock in her mouth and commenced to give
him a blowjob.

   'Oh Basanti,' Shamit moaned and taking her hand placed it on my cunt,
'finger fuck her.'

   'Oh Basanti,' I moaned, as her finger entered my choot.

   'Oh Shamit,' I cried, as I felt his finger moving in and out of my ass
hole.

   That morning around eleven I called my sister.  After exchanging
greetings I asked, 'Didi is Rashmi didi with you?'

   'No.  Why?  She asked.

   'We have something important to tell you,' I said, 'Can you call her?  I
can call back later.'

   'Of course I can call her but tell me what it is?' Madhu didi pressed.

   'No, I will tell you when you both are present,' I replied.

   Madhu didi insisted that I tell her but I was adamant that I would tell
both of them together.  At last she said, 'Okay as you wish, call back in
an hour.'

   An hour later I called back.  'Rashmi didi are you there?' I inquired.

   'Yes Adi, I am on the speakerphone,' Rashmi didi replied, 'Tell us your
news quickly, we are very worried.'

   'The news is that Shamit and Amit want to divorce us,' I said.

   'WHAT?' both of them screamed, 'BUT WHY?'

   'They found out that we were not virgins at the time of our marriage,' I
replied.

   'They want to do this after a month of marriage?' Rashmi didi said,
unbelievingly.

   'Why didn't you deny everything like we had told you?' Madhu didi asked.


   'We did but they still found out,' I told them.

   All this time Sarit was gesturing to me to let her talk.  I guessed what
she wanted to say.  Therefore I did not give the phone to her.

   'The only way they could have found out is if one of you told them,'
Rashmi did said.

   'Did you tell them?' Madhu didi asked, sharply.

   Before I could reply Sarit snatched the phone from me and shouted, 'YES
DIDI I DID.  I LOST MY HEAD AND CONFESSED,' and started to cry.

   'Sarit, please don't cry.  It was not your fault,' I tried to console
her.

   'YES, IT WAS MY FAULT.  DIDI I GOT NERVOUS, LIKE I DID WHEN YOU
QUESTIONED US AND SPILLED THE BEANS.  I WILL NEVER FORGIVE MYSELF,' Sarit
shouted into the receiver, still crying her heart out.

   'SARIT!  STOP IT!' Rashmi didi said, sternly, 'This is no time to cry,
what has happened has happened.'

   'Yes, Rashmi is right,' Madhu didi added, 'Now we have to think how to
save your marriage.'

   'When do they propose to start the divorce proceedings?' Rashmi didi
asked.

   'Didi there is more to it,' I said, hesitatingly.

   'Come on Adi,' Madhu didi said, getting irritated, 'Tell us the whole
thing and not in bits and pieces.'

   'They have placed two conditions,' I replied, 'if they are fulfilled
then they will not divorce us.'

   'Okay, what are they?' Rashmi didi, inquired impatiently.

   'First is that they want to fuck you both,' I said thinking that they
would explode, but to my surprise Madhu didi asked calmly, 'And which is
the second one?'

   'They want jiju and jijaji to provide them with a virgin each to fuck in
lieu of our cherry, which rightfully belonged to them but they took it,' I
said hesitatingly.

   For a minute there was silence.

   'The first one is easily fulfilled but the second condition could pose
problems,' Madhu didi said more to herself than to us.

   'Difficult but not impossible,' Rashmi didi added.

   'Hai didi kya aap unse chudwayangi?  (Gosh didi, will you let them fuck
you?)' Sarit asked, surprised.

   'Why not?  It is only fair,' Madhu didi said, 'Our husbands have fucked
their wives and equity demands that they fuck our husbands wives, that is
us.'

   'Gosh didi, this is exactly how they reasoned when we protested,' Sarit
giggled.

   'Clever boys...,' Madhu didi laughed.

   'Shut up you two,' Rashmi didi interrupted urgently, 'I have an idea. 
They want two virgins to fuck, Right?  Okay, then why don't you ask them to
fuck your maids, Basanti and Shanti?'

   'Great idea,' Madhu didi said, 'Didn't you say that they would go
through fire for you?'

   'We thought of them too, but when we suggested that they could deflower
the maids, they laughed in our face.  I quote, "You think Basanti and
Shanti are virgins?  They were once but we took care of their virginity
long time back" unquote.  Any other ideas?'

   'No, not at present,' Madhu didi said, 'Listen you two, don't lose
heart, we will definitely comply with both their conditions.'

   'But what about the second condition?' I inquired.

   'Don't worry, we will do something about it too but first we have to
discuss this with Mohan and Abhi,' Rashmi said, 'it could take some time,
maybe a couple of months, but it will be done, therefore don't worry.'

   'Thank you didi,' I said, 'I knew that we could count on your help.' We
talked about other things for some time before signing off.

   'Oh Adi, I am so happy that our sisters are supporting us,' Sarit said,
crossing her heart.

   As usual Shamit and Amit came home around seven in the evening.  Later,
over a drink, I told them about our conversation with our sisters.

   'We know that fulfilling the second condition is not easy,' Amit said,
'if they want time they can have it, as long as it is within reasonable
limits.'

   'They said around two months, it could be more or even less,' Sarit
said, giving her estimate.

   'That is fine with us, 'Shamit said, 'as long as it happens.' By nine we
were ready for dinner.

   'Basanti, lay the table for six and serve dinner,' I ordered.

   'Yes didi,' she replied.

   'Six?' Shamit inquired, raising an eyebrow.

   'Why not?' Sarit replied, 'If they can share our bed, then what is the
harm in eating with us.'

   'Big Tits, you are right, 'Shamit conceded, 'accept my apologies.'

   'Didi, the dinner is served,' Shanti announced few minutes later.

   'You both go ahead,' I said, 'we will join you in couple of minutes.'

   Five minutes later we joined them absolutely naked.

   'Wow!' Amit said, 'What a pleasant surprise.'

   'Hey Big Tits, come sit next to me,' Shamit said, patting the chair
where I usually sat.

   Minutes later Basanti and Shanti brought the food.  They had taken the
hint from us and were also naked.  'Gosh, this is getting better and
better,' Amit chuckled pulling Basanti next to him.

   'Amit, I think we should also reciprocate,' Shamit said and they both
undressed also.

   'Yes that's more like it,' I laughed, catching Amit's erection in my
fist.

   'Thank you, this was a great meal but what are we eating for dessert?'
Amit said, after we had finished with the main course.

   'You can eat our pussy,' Sarit proposed mischievously, 'You have a
choice of four sweet cunts,'

   'They are really sweet, but we'll save them for later,' Shamit said,
'but the question is: what are we eating now?'

   Basanti and Shanti got up and returned with two large bowls.  'Well the
alternative is Kheer,' I said, as the maids placed a bowl each in front of
the men.

   'Great, I love Kheer.  It is my favorite,' Shamit said.

   'Sir, I have prepared it just as you like it,' Basanti said, smiling.

   'Good girl,' Shamit said, stroking her naked butt.

   'Brother, what do you say we feed the kheer to the ladies first in royal
style,' Amit proposed, pushing back his chair.

   'Good idea,' Shamit agreed, also pushing back his chair and spreading
his thighs, 'Big Tits and Shanti, you kneel between my legs and Adi and
Basanti will kneel between Amit's legs.'

   They then proceeded to dip their erection in the kheer and gave it to us
to suck.  It took a while but we managed to suck them off.

   'Now it is our turn to eat the kheer,' Amit said, 'but we will do that
in the bedroom.'

   So we all adjourned to the bedroom.  Once there they told Basanti and me
to lie on one edge of the bed with our legs spread and hanging down while
Sarit and Shanti lay on the other side in similar manner.  Then they heaped
spoonful of kheer on our slits and licked it clean.

   'Omigosh, this feels good,' I giggled.  Soon all four of us were moaning
loudly with pleasure.

   'AMIT STOP!  OTHERWISE I'LL ADD A NEW FLAVOUR TO THE KHEER,' I screamed.


   'Go ahead, your cunt juice will only enhance the taste of the kheer,'
Amit replied and continued to lick my cunt unperturbed.  By the time the
bowls were empty, I added flavor to the kheer four times.

   'What shall we do now?' Shamit asked wiping his lips.

   'What we did in the morning,' Sarit replied, 'but now it is our turn to
be in the middle.'

   Omigosh!  What an enjoyable night it was!

   Our marriage was back on track.  Our husbands were happy and so were we.
During daytime when the men folk were at work, we girls, if we found time,
ate each other's pussy and at night our husbands fucked us silly.

   We tried out different positions.  Amit bought a book illustrating over
fifty positions.  For some of them one had to be an acrobat.  To make
fucking more interesting, we even indulged in our fantasies.

   One evening when we were ready to go to bed Amit asked, 'Has any of you
ladies had two cocks inside you together?'

   'Hundreds of time,' Sarit laughed.

   'So you volunteer?' Shamit asked, grinning.

   'Of course, I love having two cocks at the same time, one in my cunt and
the other in my mouth.'

   'Big Tits, Amit has something different in mind,' Shamit said, 'he meant
one cock in the cunt and the other in the gaand (asshole).'

   'You mean at the same time?' Sarit asked, incredulously.

   'Yes my dear,' Amit laughed, 'today I read a story written by Sahebji.
In the story, Pretty Mary Ann, he and his friend took Mary Ann together and
all three of them enjoyed it.'

   'Is it possible?' I asked.

   'According to the story it is, but we have never tried it before and
would like to check it out,' Shamit replied truthfully, 'Big Tits, are you
ready?'

   'Wait a minute, I have been thinking,' Sarit said, winking at Basanti
and Shanti, 'As it is something new and we are trying it out the first
time, I think it is for the elders to show us youngsters the way?  Girls,
do you agree?'

   'Yes, yes,' the maids echoed Sarit's opinion.

   'Adi, I think you are the chosen one,' Shamit laughed.

   'Sarit, you sly bitch,' I said without malice, 'don't worry, someday I
will give you the taste of your own medicine.  Okay guys, what do you want
me to do?'

   'Where do you want whom?' Shamit asked.

   'It is same to me,' I replied, 'you decide.'

   'Main iski gaand maaroonga (I will take her in the ass hole),' Amit
opted.

   'Okay,' Shamit said, lying down on the bed.  He then asked me to lie on
top of him with my knees doubled up towards his armpits; thus leaving my
ass hole completely exposed for Amit.  Shamit then inserted his cock in my
cunt from below and Amit placing his cock on my ass hole pressed for entry.


   'Gently, Amit, gently, it is hurting,' I groaned.

   Slowly Amit increased the pressure.

   'OWA,' I screamed, as I felt his phallus enter my back door.

   'I am in,' Amit said excitedly and with one shove pushed the rest of his
laurda (cock) inside me.

   'AAYYYIIIIEEEE,' I shouted in pain, 'GOD AMIT, DO YOU WANT TO KILL ME?'

   'Sorry, Adi my love,' Amit apologized, 'in my excitement, I forgot that
Shamit was also inside you.'

   Then they both started to move their cocks in and out of me.  Soon I
felt the pleasure rising in both, my front and rear holes.  'Omigosh, that
guy, Sahebji or whatever his name is, was right.  It is lovely, no it is
heavenly,' I moaned.

   Encouraged by my moans of pleasure they increased their tempo.

   'COME ON GUYS MOVE FASTER, Y...HES THAT IS THE WAY.  HARDER Y...HES. 
OH, OHHH, OOOHHHHH GOD I AM ABOUT TO COME.  Y..HES, Y...HESSSS,
AAAHHHHHHHHH,' I sighed loudly as I came.

   After few more shoves, I first felt Amit shooting his cum into my butt,
followed immediately by Shamit depositing his load in my choot.

   'Adi, was it really nice?' Sarit asked, when we had recovered our
breath.

   'I don't know,' I laughed, 'before I give my opinion, I think I would
like to try it again.  Boys, are you ready?'

   'Didi, I think she enjoyed it,' Basanti said.

   'Yes, I think so too.  Now it is my turn,' Sarit said, 'Guys, I am
ready.'

   'Sorry Big Tits, to be fair to all, we have decided that only one double
fuck a day,' Shamit said.

   'AWW!  You guys are not fair,' Satit complained.

   'You had the opportunity to try it out first but you chickened out.  Now
you will have to wait till tomorrow,' Amit told her.

   On weekends we did not socialize but relaxed at home.  Very often we did
not wear any clothes.  On one such Sunday forenoon, we four were relaxing
with a glass of beer in the living room while the maids, also naked but
wearing short sexy aprons were puttering around.  I saw Amit watching
Shanti and caressing his hard on.  Suddenly Shanti bent down to pick up a
few rose petals, which had fallen on the floor.

   'I am going to take her from behind,' Amit said, seeing her exposed
backside and jumping up caught Shanti from behind.

   Shanti straightened quickly and pushing Amit away from her yelled, 'HOW
DARE YOU TOUCH ME?'

   Her action and tone took all of us by surprise, including Amit.  We
looked at her.  She stood a few steps away from Amit and smiled invitingly.


   'Brother, she is play acting,' Shamit advised, 'I think she wants to be
wooed.'

   Amit nodded and hugging her said, 'Come on my beautiful darling, let us
have a good time.'

   'Aren't you ashamed of yourself molesting strange girls on the street?'
she said, and freeing herself from Amit's embrace, walked away swinging her
hips sexily.

   'She wants to be taken by force,' Shamit laughed.

   'If she wants to be raped then rape it is going to be,' Amit said,
advancing towards her.

   Shanti grinned happily and started to run shouting, 'HELP!  SOMEONE
PLEASE HELP ME.  SAVE ME FROM THIS RASCAL.  YEH MUJHE CHODNA CHAHATA HAI
(HE WANTS TO FUCK ME) etc.

   The chase had begun.  After ten minutes of running round the furniture
Amit caught her.  'Haramzaadi!  Ab main tujhe inti zor se chodoonga ki tu
teen din tak baith nahin paayegi (Bitch!  I will fuck you so hard that you
will not be able to sit for three days),' Amit hissed menacingly, trying to
tear away her apron.

   'Badmaash, mujhe chord de.  Agar chodna hai tau apni ma bahen ko chod
(Let me go you rascal.  If you want to fuck then fuck your mother and
sister),' Shanti replied struggling to get free.

   Here things changed.  Shanti was no longer shamming but was trying to
free herself in earnest.  At least that is the impression I got.

   Amit's face was red with excitement.  His phallus was glowing like a red
bulb and oozing pre-cum.  Few minutes later Amit managed to pull her onto
the floor, where the struggle continued.  Each time Amit attempted to climb
over her Shanti managed to foil him.

   They continued to struggle for ten minutes or so.  I could see that
Shanti was tiring, and her resistance became feebler and feebler.  Taking
advantage of this, Amit forced open her legs, pressing them on her breasts,
rammed his cock inside her choot.

   'AAAYYYYIIIIEEEEE,' Shanti screamed as if in pain, 'LET ME GO YOU
BEAST.'

   Amit paid no heed to her entreaties and continued to fuck her with hard
strokes.  Each time Shanti begged him to let her go Amit would push hard
into her shouting, 'TAKE THAT YOU BITCH.  WHAT DID YOU SAY?  FUCK MY MOTHER
AND SISTER.  TAKE THIS YOU WHORE.'

   Soon Shanti fell silent.  From her facial expression I could see that
she was about to come.  Few strokes later she came with a loud,
'AAAAHHHHHHH.' Amit had not finished but after few more in and out strokes
he came shouting, 'GOD THIS WAS LOVELY,' and rolled off her.

   'Thank you sir.  It was heavenly,' Shanti said, kissing Amit
passionately, after she had caught her breath.

   'Shanti, what was this all about?' Sarit asked.

   'Didi, I always fantasized about being taken by force and wondered how
it would feel to be raped.  Now I know.  It felt really great,' Shanti
giggled.

   'Why didn't to tell us beforehand?' I asked.

   'The surprise element would have been lost,' Shanti rightly pointed out.

   'She is right but why did you scream when Amit sir pushed his cock in
your choot?' Basanti asked.

   'Exxccuuusse mmee,' Shanti drawled, pulling herself to her full height
and stressing each word, 'I always scream when I lose my cherry.' She said
this in such a funny manner that we all laughed.

   'Basanti, would you like me to rape you too?' Shamit asked.

   'No thank you sir, I detest violence,' she replied and added, 'but you
can fuck me if you like.'

   'Of course, it will be my pleasure,' Shamit said, embracing her.

   'Wait!' Sarit said, 'Basanti, do you have a fantasy?'

   'Yes, I have one too.  I always wanted to dress up like a bride, get
married and lose my cherry on my wedding night, but now it will have to
remain a fantasy only.' Basanti replied sadly,

   'No it needn't,' I said, 'Basanti, Shamit can't give you your cherry
back but tonight you will try to fulfill as much of your fantasy as
possible.'

   Later that afternoon we took her to a beautician, famous for his bridal
make-ups.  At night we dressed her like a bride with all finery and
jewelry. We girls also dolled up as if we were going to attend a real
wedding.

   At sharp ten we took Basanti before the twins.  Shamit was dressed like
a bridegroom and Amit was wearing his most formal suit.

   'Guys, how does the bride look?' Sarit asked, raising Basanti's veil.

   'Oh my God!' Amit said, catching his breath and took a few steps towards
her, 'Basanti, you look ravishingly beautiful.'

   'Hold your horses brother,' Shamit laughed, 'no touchy touchy, she is my
bride.'

   After that we performed a mock marriage between the Basanti and Shamit.
At the time of going with her "husband" Basanti cried like any other bride
would have.

   We then led the bride into the nuptial chamber, which we had decorated
with balloons and scented flowers, and sat her down on the bed covered with
rose petals.

   'Shamit, you can go in now,' Sarit announced, 'your bride is waiting for
you.'

   As Shamit was closing the door behind him I shouted, 'Hold it we are
also coming.'

   'Don't tell me that you guys are going to watch?' Shamit asked,
surprised.

   'Of course,' Sarit replied, 'any objections?'

   'I have none but I suggest you ask the bride,' Shamit replied.

   'Basanti, please may we watch?' Sarit requested, but before she could
reply, I giggled, 'Just to make sure that he behaves himself and does not
fuck you in your asshole on your wedding night.'

   'Girls are you mad?' Amit advised, 'Wedding night is a very private and
personal thing.  I suggest that we leave them alone.'

   'Thank you sir,' Basanti said, softly.

   We were very disappointed but had to agree with his irrefutable logic.

   In the morning we asked them, 'How was it?'

   'Basanti was great.  She was bashful and shy.  She protested just the
right amount, not too much or too little,' Shamit said, kissing her, 'and
when I "deflowered" her, she even murmured softly, "Oh God, it hurts."
Really it was a very pleasurable night.'

   'What have you to say?' we asked Basanti.

   'What can I tell you that you don't know already,' Basanti replied,
blushing sweetly, 'You both have experienced a real wedding night and you
know all about it,'

   'Thank God that she does not know the real facts,' I thought.

   'Tell us anyway,' Sarit insisted.

   'Oh didi!  It was heavenly.  He was so gentle and considerate,' she
sighed, 'I wish he had been like this on the night he actually popped my
cherry.'

   'I am sorry darling,' Shamit apologized, 'but then the circumstances and
considerations were quite different.'

   'I know, I have no regrets,' Basanti replied, 'Anyhow now I can at least
cherish last night.'

   Things were getting too sentimental and to bring them back to reality, I
asked jokingly, 'Kahin inhone teri gaand tau nahin mari?  (I hope that he
did not fuck you in your ass hole?)

   'He wanted to but I did not let him,' Basanti chuckled.

   'Kal nahin maari tau kya hua ab maar leta hoon (No sweat, I will fuck
her in the ass now), Shamit said.

   'Most welcome,' Basanti replied, getting into ass fuck position.

   'No brother, her ass hole can wait but our new clients will not,' Amit
intervened, 'we must get to the office fast otherwise we will be late.'

   Days passed in such fun and frolics.  Nearly three months later we got a
call from Madhu didi informing us that they were ready to fulfill both the
conditions.

   'You have got the virgins?' I asked, surprised.

   'Yes, we have,' Rashmi didi replied.

   'Who are they?' Sarit inquired.

   'I can't tell you on the phone,' Madhu didi giggled, 'but you will meet
them soon enough.' That evening, we gave the good news to our husbands.

   'Great, when and where?' Amit inquired.

   'Jiju has taken a cottage on rent near Simla.  He wants us to be there
on 24th, that is about three weeks from today,' I told them.

   'Why Shimla?  Why not here or at their place?' Amit asked.

   'I didn't ask,' I replied, 'I am sure they must be having their reasons.
Would you like to find out.'

   'No, not necessary.  Just thank them.  We will be there,' Shamit said.

   Couple of weeks later when we were discussing details of our program,
Amit said, 'We are in midst of something important and can't leave with you
as planned but you both and the maids go ahead as planned.'

   'You think it would be wise to take them with us,' Sarit inquired,
'because you will be screwing our sisters also.'

   'Where is the harm.  They are bound to find out sooner or later then why
not now?' Shamit argued, 'Remember, our respected brothers in law are
presenting us with a virgin each to deflower, the least we can do is to
give them a return gift, that is the choots of Basanti and Shanti, though
already fucked, to enjoy.'

   'Won't Basanti and Shanti mind, pairing them off like this with relative
strangers,' I said, expressing my concern.

   'I doubt it.  I think they will jump at the idea of being fucked by two
new cocks, but now that you have raised this question, it would be best if
we ask them,' Amit suggested, calling out to them.

   Shamit explained to them, in brief, what they proposed to do.  'What we
want to know is, are you willing?' Amit asked.

   At first they blushed, then lowered their eyes.  'We will do whatever
didi says,' they murmured softly but the sparkle in their eyes gave away
their real feelings.

   'You naughty girls, you don't fool me for a minute,' I laughed, 'Why are
you putting everything on us, I bet just the thought of being fucked by two
new cocks has made your cunts wet.  Come nearer, let me check.'

   'Nahin, nahin (No, no),' they giggled and ran back to the kitchen.

   'How do we travel?  By train?' Sarit asked.

   'Of course not,' Shamit said, 'the driver will take you in the SUV.  He
can return with our car when we join you te next day.

   The morning we were leaving, Shamit said, 'Ladies, please no fucking our
brothers in law till we permit you.'

   'Of course, you have my word,' I replied solemnly.

   'I promise too,' Sarit said, crossing her heart.

   'Keep an eye on this cock happy duo,' Amit said, hugging the two maids.

   'Don't worry about them, we'll take care of them,' Sarit laughed, then
with a naughty twinkle in her eyes, 'or should I say that they will take
care of us.'

   It was evening when we arrived at the cottage.  The cottage was
approximately thirty minutes drive from the town.  It was situated among
tall pine trees.  There was no other cottage within ten minutes car drive.
An ideal place for what we had in mind, away from prying eyes of the
neighbors.

   After exchanging greeting, our sisters gave us a tour of the cottage. 
'This is our bedroom,' Madhu didi said.  I noticed that there were four
beds in it.

   'Are you guys now sleeping with each other openly?' I asked.

   'Not really,' Rashmi didi replied, 'this cottage has only three
bedrooms. Each of them has four beds.  I am afraid, you four will also have
to share one bedroom as the maids occupy the third one.'

   'Oh, we don't mind,' Sarit giggled.

   'Is it like that now?' Madhu asked, when Sarit nodded, she added, 'since
when is this going on?'

   'Oh, couple of months now.' I replied.

   'First let us make ourselves comfortable, then we will talk,' Rashmi
didi suggested.

   After we had settled down, Madu didi asked, 'All right now tell us, are
you girls happy?'

   'Oh yes very,' I told them.' We then told then briefly all that had
happened.

   'Are those your maids Basanti and Shanti?' Rashmi didi asked.

   'Yes,' Sarit replied.

   'You shouldn't have brought them with you, I think they were the root
cause of your problems,' Madhu didi opined.

   'No, they had nothing to do with it They are good girls.  It was just
our bad luck,' I replied, defending them stoutly.

   'They are very pretty,' jiju remarked, 'No wonder Shamit and Amit wanted
to fuck them.'

   'I wouldn't mind sticking my cock in their cunts either,' jijaji said,
'Mohan, what says you?'

   'So would I,' jiju laughed.

   'You will,' Sarit giggled, 'Our husbands sent them especially for you
both.  They said, "when our respected brothers in law can give us one
virgin each to deflower, the least we can do is to give them the choots of
Basanti and Shanti in return" or something to that effect.'

   'Really, but what about them, will they agree?' Jiju asked.

   'Of course they will cooperate.  They love a good screw,' I laughed,
'but you will have to wait till our men arrive.'

   'Don't worry, we can wait,' jiju laughed.

   'Enough about us,' I said, 'Didi, where are the virgins?'

   End of part 4, to be continued....



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