Who Watches the Watchmen Ch. 07

Menaka meanwhile had taken off her apron and was dressed in a t-shirt, loose shorts, and had also put on a bra. She suddenly heard the moans coming from the living room. She frowned and walked out of the bedroom.

"What the hell?" she yelled. "I told you two to get out!"

Vimla looked a little worried but Dara ignored my wife and kept licking the maid's hairy pussy.

"DARA!" she shouted, but to no avail.

The ball was now in Menaka's court. Normally in a situation where you have unwelcome guests, you call the watchman to kick them out. When the watchman himself is the unwanted guest, whom do you call? Neighbors? Police? But my wife was smart enough to know that such a step would mean public humiliation.

She just stood there with her arms folded, seething, watching the depraved scene unfold in the living room.

"Don't be shy and peek from there, memsaab." Dara said after a couple of minutes. "It's nothing you've never seen before. I don't mind an audience. In fact I like it. Come here and watch from up close."

My wife sighed and slowly walked to the couch. Vimla was on the couch with her legs open and Dara was on his knees in front of her. He got back to licking her clit and Vimla started moaning again.

Menaka sat down on the love seat perpendicular to the couch and started watching the action. It was obvious that she had a voyeuristic side. In fact watching these two go at it is what had been the spark that lit her inner fire a few weeks ago.

Vimla for the most part kept her eyes closed and enjoyed the attention she was getting from the old gurkha's tongue. Maybe she was feeling shame at having an audience but was too much under Dara's control to protest. Once in a while, she would open her eyes and look at Menaka. Their eyes would meet and they would look away. But clearly as time went by, both ladies were getting used to the situation.

"Unhunhunhununh!!" Vimla nasally groaned as she had an orgasm. I noticed that the maid, maybe conscious of Menaka's presence, didn't holler or heave too much. It seemed like a very restrained reaction to an orgasm.

Dara then got up and took his pants off. His thick erect dick sprang to attention.

"You want a turn next, memsaab?"

My wife just shook her head.

"Come on!!" Dara walked to her, his dick swinging,

Menaka cowered a little on the couch.

"Don't touch me!" she said resentfully.

"At least suck my dick a little like you so love to." he grabbed her hair and pulled her mouth towards his dick.

But she kept her lips tightly pursed. He slapped her cheeks a couple of times with his thick organ before letting her hair go.

"Why are you fighting it?" Dara asked.

"Go to hell!" Menaka angrily answered.

Dara shrugged and walked back towards the maid who had been watching all this with a mixture of shock and triumph on her face. I am sure it gave her pleasure to see the bitchy memsaab humiliated.

-

Dara sat on the couch and nudged Vimla. As if used to the routine, the naked maid got on her knees and then straddled the watchman. Her petite ass lowered itself on the watchman's thighs as his dick easily entered her recently moistened cunt.

"Ungghhhhh" Vimla groaned as the thick cock penetrated her.

Menaka, who had been pointedly looking away sitting a few feet away from them, turned her head and started watching. The maid slowly started rising and falling on her lover's dick. Dara, who usually played with Menaka's thick ripe ass a lot during sex, seemed to keep his hands to himself. And I could understand why. Vimla had very little flesh on the bones.

But the scene unfolding on my screen streamed live from my house was an erotic one nonetheless. The gurkha's thick virile cock pummeling the maid's feeble body as she bounced on top of him. They were grunting and groaning loudly. I was getting turned on. And in a few minutes, it was obvious that Menaka was too.

Menaka started fidgeting a lot, crossing and uncrossing her legs. The look on her face showed no trace at all of anger anymore but curiosity, fascination, and of course, arousal. Turned out that I wasn't the only one to notice this.

"Come on, memsaab, join us!" he held out his hand.

"No." Menaka said, but with very little conviction.

"You are clearly aroused. If you don't want to join in, at least pleasure yourself. Here." Dara threw a blanket at her that had been folded next to him. "Use this as cover if you feel shy about us seeing you."

Menaka thought about it for a moment and then covered herself with a blanket. From the movements under the blanket, it seemed like she had slipped her hands inside her shorts. Soon she was breathing heavily as well, watching the perverted sight in front of her of the old man and the maid fucking. Dara and Vimla kept looking at Menaka every few minutes and smiling as they realized she was getting worked up too. Soon Menaka's softer moans joined in with Vimla's louder groans and Dara's heavy grunts.

After about ten minutes, Menaka had had two tiny but obvious orgasms and was still playing with herself under the blanket.

Dara got out from under Vimla and pulled her to the floor. He made her get on all fours and entered her from behind. She moaned in pleasure loudly as he started fucking her with gentle strokes. The motions under Menaka's blanket had gotten faster and she came again watching those two go at it on the floor.

After a few minutes, I noticed that throughout the doggy style humping, Dara had been slowly pushing Vimla forward and moving ahead himself. Soon she was just a couple of feet away from my masturbating wife. Dara nudged Vimla and she reached for the blanket.

"Come on memsaab, this is not fair. You are seeing everything we are doing. We should also be able to see." and she yanked the blanket off.

Menaka flailed to keep the blanket on her but it was too late. Now she was in full sight too. Although there wasn't much to see. She had just lowered her shorts a little and her right hand was inside her panties. She paused for a moment, but Dara and Vimla kept fucking, so she also got back to what she was doing. The slow forward movement continued though and Menaka didn't even realize when a couple of minutes later, Vimla's face was almost at her crotch.

"You should see memsaab's choot. So fair and cleanly shaven. Not hairy like yours." Dara said.

I expected Vimla to be offended but she had clearly decided to get into the spirit of things.

Vimla took one hand off the floor even as Dara fucked her in slow deep strokes, and pulled at Menaka's shorts and panties.

"Please memsaab. Let me see your choot." she said breathing heavily.

I wondered if Menaka, having masturbated so much, was also about to get in the spirit of things. She grabbed on to her clothes to resist.

"Come on, memsaab!" Dara said. "Stop fighting it."

Their eyes met. And then my wife slowly nodded.

Menaka raised her butt and slid her shorts and panties down. I watched with a raging erection as my wife was now bottomless in front of our old watchman and our new maid.

"Use your tongue on her like I use mine on you." Dara gently spanked Vimla and ordered.

And soon, the maid's tongue was playing with my wife's clit. Menaka closed her eyes and moaned loudly which meant that Vimla was as natural at cunnilingus as she was at fellatio. Menaka folded her legs and put her feet on the couch opening herself wide. Her shaved pussy was completely open. Dara grunted in approval at the sight.

This three-person chain went at it for about five minutes. Menaka, naked from waist below, spread eagled with Vimla's tongue at her clit. And Dara fucking Vimla from behind. The contrasts in their complexions were also interesting. Menaka with her milky white skin, Vimla with a dark brown complexion and Dara's olive toned Gurkha skin. I knew that I could stop this at any moment by calling her cellphone. But I was too riveted by the sight in front of me.

"My knees are sore." Dara said and got up. He sat down on the couch. Vimla got up and straddled him again. She guided his dick inside her hairy cunt and started riding him, faster than he had been fucking her. Menaka was still spread-eagled on the love seat, her eyes half open and in a daze. She stayed like that for a minute or so until Vimla said,

"Come sit next to us memsaab."

Menaka got up and hobbled towards the couch. Once she reached it, she plonked herself to Dara's right heavily. He immediately extended his right hand and started playing with her clit. She started moaning in pleasure again. With his thumb pleasuring her clit, he then inserted two of his fingers into her cunt and started frigging her. Menaka threw her head back in pleasure, then turned it left and started kissing Dara. Vimla, who was still riding him, leaned forward and kissed Menaka on the cheek. Soon the three of them were kissing each other alternately for a few seconds until at Vimla grabbed Menaka's hair with her left hand and pulled her into a long passionate kiss.

Dara's hand had meanwhile taken a break from Menaka's pussy and was tugging at her t-shirt. Menaka got on her knees and took the t-shirt off. Then, still on her knees wearing only a bra, she turned to face Dara and started kissing him again. Her smooth naked creamy ass looked so inviting as she kissed him.

"That's quite a gaand! So white and round!" Vimla, even while riding her lover, couldn't help but reach over and fondle the rich memsaab's alluring behind.

Dara's hand reached around Menaka and started playing with her pussy from behind. The hand also took breaks to fondle her divine ass. Bent over like that, her ass was again in sharp contrast to Vimla's ass which was bouncing on Dara's lap. And not just in terms of complexion. Menaka's ass was the big and ample posterior of a mother in her 30s, almost one and a half time as wide as Vimla's childless small bony ass. Dara must have noted the contrast too, because for a while he had both his hands on each of their ass cheeks, fondling, squeezing, and spanking them both. Throughout this time, Menaka took turns first passionately kissing Dara and then Vimla.

Both ladies, despite their earlier protestations against the appeal of being with another woman, seemed to be getting into it very enthusiastically.

"Let me see those big boobs again!" Vimla said, still getting fucked by Dara on his lap.

Vimla pulled out Menaka's ample tits one at a time out of her bra. Once the tits were out, Dara started sucking and biting the left one and Vimla focused on the right one. Menaka was now practically naked although her bra was still on.

"Now my thighs hurt." Vimla announced and slid down from Dara's lap, making his still erect dick swing back and forth. That's when I realized that he had been fucking her for close to half an hour now. And he hadn't even gotten a turn at my wife yet!

Vimla wrapped her right hand around the dick and said,

"Come here memsaab. let's suck this dick together."

-

I was a little surprised when Menaka obediently got down from the couch and joined Vimla between Dara's legs. Sure, she had already started taking part in the action. But giving a joint blowjob to a watchman with a maid seemed a bit out of her comfort zone. Clearly not!

Menaka stared at the dick at close quarters with morbid fascination writ large on her face although she had sucked it before. It was wide, with a thick foliage of gray around it. The balls were also massive, almost as big as oranges. Vimla opened her mouth wide and took the dick in her mouth. Barely half of it entered. She bobbed her head up and down it a couple of dozen times, eyes eyes locked with Menaka's.

Then she took the huge dick out of her mouth and bent it towards Menaka. Menaka tentatively opened her mouth and lowered it on the dick. She was barely able to take an inch of it inside her petite mouth before she gagged, coughed and took it out.

"It's okay memsaab." Vimla stroked my wife's hair. "Takes a little getting used to as you know."

Vimla took it in her mouth again and sucked it for a minute or so. Then she offered it to Menaka again, who opened her mouth as wide as she could and lowered it again. This time Vimla put her left hand on Menaka head and pushed it down. Menaka started coughing and pulling back but Vimla kept her head pressed down.

"Just stay like that memsaab. Get used to it. Roll your tongue around it. Yes, that's it."

Dara was sitting on the couch with his arms stretched along the backrest, a contented expression on his face. The old bastard's wildest dreams were coming true. A threesome with a memsaab and a maid, both decades younger than him.

Vimla let go of Menaka head and she immediately took the dick out and coughed a couple of times. She also spat out some loose public hair. Her eyes seemed watery. I thought she had had enough so I was surprised when without any prompting from Vimla, she took the dick in her mouth again. This time a couple more inches went in. And then she started moving her head up and down too, taking as much of it in as she could. She made muted gagging noises every time the dick hit the back of her throat. Although her mouth wasn't able to accommodate as much of that monster cock as Vimla's she was still taking in a lot more than I would have expected her to. She sucked the dick for about a minute this time and then took it out.

"Very good memsaab!" Vimla said proudly as if praising a child and rubbed Menaka's back gently. Then she took the dick in her own mouth and started fellating it.

What a sight that was. Dara, relaxed on the couch. And on the floor between his spread legs, two women sitting on folded knees - his married maid and his married memsaab. Again I noted the contrast between Vimla's and Menaka's bodies in general and asses in particular. Both were on folded knees. Vimla's ass looked petite and pert. Menaka's massive and voluptuous.

The two ladies took turns sucking that huge dick for five more minutes. Vimla kept saying encouraging things to Menaka whose enthusiasm for fellatio was clearly growing. Vimla even coaxed her into sucking his balls a few times. Then suddenly Dara grunted, grabbed both their heads by the hair and held them back. Vimla started laughing and Menaka looked confused.

"That means he was about to cum. But he likes to keep going." Vimla explained.

Still grabbing both their hair, Dara got up off the couched and pulled them up. He then turned around, turning the ladies with him. With his left hand, he roughly shoved Vimla on the couch facing upwards. She immediately slid a bit lower so her ass was on the edge of the seat. He then turned Menaka around, bent down and kissed her passionately. Menaka wrapped her hands around his hairy back and returned the kiss with the same passion. I saw their tongues playing with each other. Dara's erect dick was poking against Menaka's smooth flat stomach. Vimla lay spread eagled on the couch and watched them kiss with a smile on her face.

Finally, Dara seemed to notice that Menaka still had one article of clothing on - her bra which her tits were spilling out off. He rectified the situation by unhooking her bra and throwing it on the floor. He then gently pushed my wife back until she was lying down on top of the maid. He slid her a little upward so that her head was over Vimla's shoulder and he could see both faces. Menaka's legs fell on the either side of Vimla's and her ass was resting a few inches above Vimla's pussy.

"You are so heavy, memsaab." Vimla grunted, then wrapped her hands around my wife and started squeezing her tits.

Dara meanwhile got on his knees and shoved his huge dick into Vimla's cunt in one simple motion. Vimla groaned in pleasure and squeezed Menaka's tits really hard who squealed in response. He started fucking her gently, making my wife slide up and down Vimla's body. There were two sets of rhythmic slapping sounds, one from Dara's thighs hitting Vimla's and another from my wife's thighs slapping against Dara's stomach. This fucking continued for a few minutes and then Dara got back on his feet.

There was a greedy smile on his face, that of a bank robber looking at an open vault. I had realized as had he that the moment he had been fantasizing about for several years was finally here. A threesome, that too featuring a rich pretty young memsaab. Dara took his right hand and parted her legs, which slowly spread again. He then leaned lower until his face was right above Menaka's and his chest was rubbing her tits. And then he pushed his hips forward a little until the head of his dick was touching the entrance of her cunt.

Dara and Menaka stared at each other with serious expressions. Dara just kept his dick at her pussy lips, rubbing it gently. He was willing her to make the first move. Finally I saw my wife's butt slide downward and his dick broke the first barrier. Now he pushed forward firmly.

"Oh my god!" Menaka's eyes rolled to the back of her head and she inhaled sharply. I could see that although just an inch was in, the girth of his cock was testing her inner walls.

"It's okay memsaab, it's okay." Vimla's voice came from under her. She stroked Menaka's hair gently.

Dara withdrew his dick and then pushed it in again slowly. This time another inch slid in.

"UNNNGGGGGGHHH" Menaka groaned. She wrapped her hands around his hairy back and I saw her dig her fingernails in making him wince.

Maybe spurred by that pain, the third stroke was a lot more forceful. He withdrew and penetrated again in less than a second and hard. Now almost four inches were in.

"AAAAAAAAHHHHHH" Menaka arched her back, grinding her ass into Vimla's stomach.

"It gets better memsaab." Vimla pulled her back down and said.

Breathing heavily, Menaka looked into Dara's eyes. He had stayed still after inserting the monster back in. Dara kissed her on the lips gently, then withdrew and inserted, this time very slowly. Menaka only adjusted her hips this time. Did not yell or grunt. Just a soft moan. He repeated the stroke, without pushing in any further. Another moan, distinctly of pleasure. Another stroke. Another moan. Stroke moan stroke moan stroke moan.

Menaka's tensed body gradually relaxed as her cunt got used to the girth and the pace. She had only spent one night with him before and her pussy was not completely used to him. She laid back, closed her eyes and just relished the sensations radiating from her pussy. In another minute, Dara picked up the pace slightly. Menaka seemed to like it. Gradually over the next couple of minutes, he inserted more of his dick inside her and her cunt accommodated it without trouble.

"How does it feel now memsaab?" Vimla asked.

Menaka only nodded breathlessly response.

"Is she very tight?"

Dara nodded.

"GIVE IT TO HER!" Vimla said loudly.

Dara suddenly increased the pace threefold. Menaka let out a most unladylike groan and threw her head back.

"Too fast memsaab?" Vimla asked.

"NO...NO...NO..." Menaka shouted in the same rhythm as the strokes. "IT'S GOOD...IT'S AMAZINGGGGG..."

This was Menaka's first proper response to the dozens of things Vimla had said to her since this encounter started.

"I told you. It's really good."

"YESS...FASTER! FASTER! FASTER!" Menaka loudly demanded. Dara complied, pumping her cunt so rapidly, his hairy ass was a blur.

"OH FAAAAAAAAAACKKKKKKKK" Menaka yelled and started shuddering as the orgasm hit her. She grabbed Dara by the neck and made a few more unspellable noises for about half a minute as the fucking continued.

"Uhmmmmmmm..." Dara grunted as well.

And soon that jigsaw of bodies was shaking from the onset of two simultaneous orgasms. I wondered if Vimla had broken her spine or something. The orgasms continued for what seemed like and eternity and then receded. Dara stopped moving first. He took his dick out, making cum gush out of my wife's cunt, and staggered backwards and collapsed on the loveseat, exhausted. Menaka, although not shaking as violently as before was still shivering as she rolled off Vimla and curled up on the couch. Vimla reclined behind my wife and spooned her, stroking her shoulder and kissing her neck.