Exchange of Wives Ch. 01

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vantyaak
vantyaak
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Almost mad with excitation Vani ultimately sat the cock head in the mouth of her chut and left the lund alone. I bent my head to take one of her nipples for sucking, She pressed my head into her breast and gave a strong jerk with her pelvis. I reciprocated with similar jerk and the lund was sheathed to the hilt. A prolonged Aaah came out of her throat. I lowered my weight on to her soft pliable body.

A brief period of quietude followed during which we savored the feel of a hard thick lund in tight warm vagina. Then the fucking started like a steam locomotive; slow and steady gradually gathering speed. Vani clung to me with her arms and legs while I gripped her by shoulders, my arms going behind her through armpits. I could then deliver powerful thrusts bashing her vulva mercilessly. She could move her pelvis freely in all directions so that the lund would reach every nook and cranny of her vagina.

Soon I was on the brink of my release. My thrusts became irregular in depth and rhythm. Her vagina started fluttering. I grasped her tightly against my chest, sealed her mouth with my mouth, pushed the lund deep down into her pulsating chut and rocked my pelvis side to side mashing the clitoris with my mons. She immediately was caught into a shattering orgasm. She convulsed, thrashed around, scratched my back with her nails and let out a scream which I received in my mouth.

The milking action of her vaginal muscles was too much to bear for my poor lund; it burst forth into powerful jets of thick semen into the depths of her chut, each jet sending a wave of pure bliss coursing up my spine to the rest of my body. The pleasure was so intense that I lost contact with the world for some time. When I came to Vani was limp in relaxation saying something about breaking bones. I did not pursue the matter.

Deep slumber claimed both of us even before the lund came out.

Two days later we set forth on our swapping trip. We left Kanaara by bus at different times of the day but boarded the same luxury coach from Vapi. Munir and I were in pants and shirts, Vani had put on kurti pajamas while Nisi looked gorgeous in saari.

Before boarding and unknown to the ladies I took Munir aside and explained him a small plot for getting rid of Nisi's bashfulness.

The coach was small and air conditioned. The seats were wide and deep with lots of leg room, two on each side of the central isle. I had booked our seats in the last row. When Vani and I reached the bus depot Munir and Nisi were there waiting for us. As per our plan Munir and I went first in the coach to scan the passengers for a familiar face. None was found. Then came in Nisi who walked straight to the seat by my side. Vani came in last acting perfectly as wife of Munir asking him to let her sit in the window seat. The switch of partners went on smoothly. The coach departed promptly at ten.

While Vani was comfortable with Munir with his head already resting on her shoulder Nisi was rather hesitant. She sat keeping some gap between our bodies.

Munir saw this. He leaned across the isle and I heard him telling Nisi in her ear, "Meri jaan, he is your husband from now on. Behave like a beloved wife. You will not get any pleasure unless you give him pleasure."

After a moment's hesitation Nisi relented and relaxed. She shifted towards me and sat with her thigh pressed against mine. She allowed me to put my arm around her shoulders. I put my other hand on her thigh. She covered my hand with hers and entwined her fingers with mine.

She had delicate tapering long fingers with painted nails. I caressed all the ten of them. I parted two of them like legs while fucking and rubbed the web with the tip of my finger moistened with my saliva. She giggled, clamped my finger between hers and said, "I feel tickled right up to ... to ... you know where. "

"In that case you do the same thing to my fingers."

And she did but with a difference. She wet her finger in my mouth instead of hers. The act was ticklish to me also. It awakened my lund which rapidly became fully erect.

By that time the coach had left the city and entered the highway. Most of the passengers were dosing if not already asleep. The driver doused the internal lights shrouding us all in darkness.

I had a desire to kiss Nisi as soon as she would allow me. But she shifted a little and lied down on her right side with her legs drawn up against her chest and her head on my left thigh. She was still holding my hand. I thought that she wanted to sleep.

I thought wrong. She had no desire to sleep. With the gentle movements of the bus she imperceptibly shifted her head towards my crotch. Within minutes her head was nestling between my thighs with its back nudging my lund with every jerk of the coach. I was sure that she could feel on her head the hard pulsating column of my erection.

My free hand started caressing her back from the neck above to the wide hips below. She had put on saari blouse and petticoat made of thin cloth. I could feel the outlines of bra and panty. Besides her back was completely bare between the blouse and the petticoat. I tried to insinuate my fingers under the waist band of the petticoat as well as under lower border of the blouse but both places were too tight to admit my one finger. Similarly I tried to run my hand between the chest and her arm in search of her breast, She thwarted my effort by clamping the arm on the chest. I had to content myself with caressing her smooth cheeks and playing with silky tendrils of hair at her temple.

My hand roamed over her face like a blind man reading Braille. From her temple I went to her ear and then to her cheek. Lastly my fingers reached her mouth and felt for her closed soft lips. I ran my finger along the length of both lips before prying them open to let the finger in.

She closed her lips on my finger and caressed it with her tongue. I jerked the finger like a lund and did some in and out movements. She sucked on it like a lollypop. After some time I pulled the wet finger and smeared her saliva on her lips.

For a moment I glanced towards Munir and Vani. Not much could be seen due to darkness. However passing vehicles flashed momentary splashes of light when I could see Vani tightly cuddled with Munir with one of his hands under her kurti. The rhythmic movement of her hand showed that she was probably giving him a hand job

At this point Nisi did something unexpected. She surprised me by flipping over on to her left side so that now her face was turned smack into my crotch. You can imagine the state of my excitement when she nuzzled my lund with her nose. The lund gained couple notches in hardness and spewed out considerable amount of love juice. Taking deep breaths she inhaled the smell of my cock and opened her mouth to take in the covered shaft of my straining lund.

If we were at a different place I would have instantly thrown this doll on the floor and rammed my lund in her chut. I could not do that in a bus, I had to wait till we reach our destination before I could even see her pussy. Her teasing of the lund was not all together unpleasant to me; it added to my excitement too.

To make her task easier I pulled down the zipper of my fly and pulled the lund out not without difficulty. It turned out to be rock hard, dripping wet and rigidly pointing up and forwards. Its head was almost at the level of my belly button. I had to bend it a little and she had to adjust her head before her mouth could reach the tip.

It looked like Nisi had no experience with uncircumcised cocks; she probably had not seen one. This was evident from the fact that she licked my cock head and ran her lips on it without pulling up the foreskin. Even in her mouth the head remained covered with its cap while she ran her tongue all over it. The head was big enough to fill her sweet mouth to the capacity. Hence my love juice mixed with her saliva drooled out wetting the shaft outside. Also there was no room left in the mouth for in and out movements of the cock. After holding the head for some time, therefore, she started sucking on it earnestly applying negative pressure. At the same time she ran her tongue all over the head especially on the tiny slit. Waves after waves of ecstatic thrill originated in the turgid head to spread all over my body. She alternatively sucked and licked, sucked and licked...

While she was busy with my lund I sneaked my fingers to the front of her chest and captured one covered breast. It was firm and heavy, too big for my palm. I could not feel the nipple through the clothes.

The jerking of the lund increased in strength and frequency progressively with rising level of my excitement. My pelvis started moving back and forth as if to fuck her mouth, though not much could be accomplished in a cramped up place like a bus seat. Soon I was very near my climax. I bent down to kiss her cheek and said, "It's enough, I cannot bear it. Let me pull out."

Her mouth being full she uttered "unnnnn,unnnn" and shook her head. By that time the bus entered the city, the street lights started and the driver put on the internal lights. Nisi suddenly sat up to shield me from Munir and Vani ; she knew I will take some time to hide my rock like erection. She should not have worried because Vani was sleeping with her head on the window while Munir was flat on the seats with his head on her thigh. Presently we reached the bus terminal.

All of us were sleepy. By the time we reached the hotel we found that we were hungry too. When we were escorted to our rooms I remembered that I was not to sleep with my dear Vani. Munir also was reminded that for two days Vani was going to be his wife. We lost our sleepiness. The girls behaved as if nothing special was to happen and persisted asking for food.

Luckily the cafeteria was busy even at that late our. An hour passed by the time we ordered food, ate and prepared for the night. With our bellies full all of us were rearing for fucking.

Just for the show I asked, "Shall we all sleep in the same room? "

Munir winked at me and said, "Vani and I are going to fuck with lights on while Nisi is very shy and cannot tolerate lights. So we will have to use separate rooms. Right, Nisi dear? "

With her head bowed Nisi did not answer the question. Munir went to her, lifted her face and kissed her saying, "Enjoy my dear. See you in the morning."

Munir left holding Vani by her waist.

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AnonymousAnonymousover 5 years ago
A cross cultural look at swapping

Enjoyable and interesting look into Hindi culture with wife swapping

ilovealliloveallabout 6 years ago
Wow!

Dear Vantyaak,

Wow! Your story is fascinating and lund raiser. What a wonderful way to write and express your thoughts and inner emotions. I would love to read more of your stories.

BhavnachudakadBhavnachudakadover 10 years ago
Munir fuck me

I like to fuck by munir his style is hot. My husband also read and told hot story and I think munir have right to fuck you just like Vani my dear.

digdaddyrichdigdaddyrichalmost 14 years ago
The author is teasing us readers

Good story, and hope to see the next installment soon.

I think the shy one needs some group sex to loosen her up, and maybe a little F.M.F. three way fucking.

Thanks for the good read.

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