I was driving to the airport to see off my friend Aruna. She was going to Australia once again. She is a doctor there. It was a rainy day. I had closed the doors and I felt the air sticky inside the car. My car is getting older as fast as my husband. My husband had retired five years back. He had been spending time on golf and clubs since then. But the expenses for clubs were amounting equal to his pension. I am a doctor practicing in India, in a government hospital. I do not take bribes from poor patients. So I can afford only a middle class lifestyle. I hinted once the fact to my husband. He did not renew his membership to the club again. I felt pity for him. We never had a quarrel in our life. It is true that we do not have any children. But there are lot of couple having no children. I am now nearing my menopause. So we do not hope for any children in our life. All my patients are like children to me.
Aruna was my classmate. She was daughter of our family servant. We were of same age and we grown up together. She was presented with my old clothes and books and my father gave her the school fee. She spent most of her time at our palatial house. My father had been to Singapore and he had earned a good fortune from there. Aruna would come to my room and sit on my bed and would help me with my homeworks. She was brighter than me. If my mother saw her sitting along with me, she would make her stand up and sit again on the floor. She did not like servants to share seat with me. “You are not keeping your position. Why do you allow that girl to sit with you? Why does she stick with you always?”, she would ask me. But I could not send her away. She was doing my home works. She was better than me in studies.
We used to go to school and come back together. The journey was one of our best memories of life. We would walk along the narrow country paths. The sidewalls were made of coconut leaves covered with curtain plants. Aruna would pick flowers and fruits from other’s compounds and would present me. She was always with me. She did not like other girls to make friends with me. She was sometimes like a mother to me and she commanded me at school. Only at our residence she behaved like a subordinate to me.
We had our bath at a pond near to our house. There was a small house like structure constructed with steps leading to the pond so that men and women can take bath separately. The water was pure and clear. There were lotus flowers at one corner of the pond. We would swim from one end to the other and pick up the flowers and would come back fast. Aruna was an expert swimmer. She had the ability to stay underwater for a very long time. She would scare us with snatching our legs coming under water unnoticed. Soon girls stopped swimming when Aruna was around. There was an old man who was the priest of our temple. Aruna disliked him most and drew pictures of him on the walls using charcoal. His big belly and irregular teeth was brightly drawn by Aruna in her cartoons.
“Why do you hate him Aruna, why do you draw ill of him on the walls?” , I asked her.
“He always peep at us when we bathe. I know he always shows his penis to women as if by chance. Haven’t you seen his ugly penis with all those hairs around.”, she asked me.
“No, I haven’t noticed. How did you?”.
“You don’t know anything. He used to shake his penis under water watching women bath”, she continued.
“Why do you talk dirty?. What’s wrong even if he shakes? It’s his penis and he can do what he want “, I asked her.
“You fool, he is shaking his penis to get pleasure while watching our tits and cunt”, Aruna was furious.
“I don’t get you. How could he get pleasure, he may be having itch or pain there”, I said.
“Tomorrow I will show you something, be at the pond around 12 noon”, Aruna told me as we were going home. The next day I came to the pond with my towel and soap. Aruna was waiting for me. She asked me to hide in a place behind a bush and not to make a sound. I obeyed her. After some time an elderly lady who was cleaning vessels at the temple came for her bath. The pond was empty. It was not likely for persons to come at noon. The woman cleaned the vessels and took them to shore and placed in sunlight to get them dry. The she washed her mouth using some leaves and looked at the premises. Then she unhooked her blouse and left it in water followed by her dhoti. Now she had only a cotton brassieres and a towel around her midriff. She washed her clothes and took them to shore to spread them to dry. She moved as if no hurry. We expected that she would bath till the dress get dry as she did not carry any spare dress with her.
We were watching her under the cover of a tree in our compound and there were lot of bushes to camouflage us from others. She then lowered for some time and I wondered what was she doing. “Dirty bitch, she is pissing in the water”, Aruna told to me. I wondered how Aruna guessed it. “Have you pissed in water?”, she asked me. “No, why would we do in water?”. “Its nice to urinate in water when we are neck deep. I do it , its fun” she said. “Then why are you blaming her?”, I asked. “Pissing in water is one thing and I was disgusted about her pissing open and she is mature aged no?”, she argued.
The women had now taken her cotton brassieres away and was beating her clothes on the steps to wash dirt away. Her big breasts were dangling in sequence with her action. It was a nice thing to watch. Her breasts were so long and sagged. But yet she looked fancy to me. I was seeing a older women naked for the first time and peeping was giving another unknown thrill to me. Her dangling breasts with the black areola and the nipples in the middle were a feast. I wondered how would she have been looked like at her prime times. When she had done her washing she took some oil from a bottle and started applying it on her body. She climbed on some steps higher and looked around. There was no symptoms of any persons around. She again came to lower and started rubbing her breast meat with the oil. Soon her body was glistening with oil. Her tits were reaching up to her belly. They were sagged a lot. If she could make some upliftment about them, I bet she can create waves even now. When she had done with her naked upper body she started applying it to her pussy and thighs. She turned her back towards us and started applying globes of oil on her buttocks. At first she was cautious about the possibility of some intruder but soon she got more courage and we had a clear full view of her white buttocks with a deep channel between them. The channel was dark. Her thighs were fat and rounded. Then she turned facing us and adjusted her towel to apply oil to her pussy. She loosed the ends of the towel and kept it as a cover using one hand and by using the other she started oiling her pussy. Soon she abandoned the modesty, and we got a clear view of her bush. And what a bush, she had. It was like an uncropped harvest ready for yield. From a far distance we loved the sight. I had my first cunt view in my life. I felt my friend Aruna too was sharing my passions. Her warm breath was close to my neck. She was keeping her face so close to me and whispered, “Look, he is coming”. I looked at the direction she mentioned.
The priest was walking towards the bathing ghat with his dirty smile and he was clad only a towel and his loincloth were visible through the towel. He had applied oil all over his body and was ready for his bath. He looked eagerly at the women’s section and was delighted to see the woman who quickly adjusted her towel hiked up to her breasts thus giving an ample view of her thighs and the towel was covering only more than half of her cunt forest. His eyes were popping out viewing the half nude woman and he threw his towel away and jumped into the water with only a loincloth covering his penis. The woman also started bathing. She immersed herself under water up to her neck and started rubbing her body using some coconut fibre. The priest was swimming like a child and was getting near and near to the women’s section. Soon he was rewarded with the women moving up out of water and the towel was sticking close to her body and it was more revealing than covering her nudity. The priest’s eyes were rolling around and when he was satisfied no one was around he moved more close to the woman. The woman took some soap and started lathering it on her. She tried to cover herself from the priest’s eyes and gave more opportunity to show us her nudity. The priest was moving his right hand in water as if trying to catch a fish or moving the weeds away.
“You know what he is doing?. He is fucking himself with his hand. Look at the way his hand moves, I bet he is shaking his penis watching her”, Aruna told in my ears. It was news to me. By the time the woman had finished with her lathering and moved into the shallow water with soap bubbles all over her body. She took a dip and the soap spread in the water making a white colour around her. We looked at the priest. He was nowhere to be seen. We did not seen him for some moments. Then to our surprise he appeared so close to the women. Then woman was standing in steps under the water and was facing us. She was pulling her hair to her front and was washing them my moving her face to and fro and her mass of hair was spread around her. She lifted the hair and moved it up again like lathering with shampoo. The hibiscus plant’s leaves are used in place of shampoo and they are excellent to prevent graying of hair. She was facing our direction and was spreading the herbal paste on her hair . Then the priest appeared from water so close to her. We both had to try our level best to suppress a sudden gasp. The priest cupped her breasts from back and she was also taken aback. She tried to escape from him but he was kissing her from behind and she was naked above her waist. His hands were busy milking her large breasts. We expected the woman to slap the old man for trying to assault her. But she looked around quickly and when she was satisfied no one was around she smiled. She spread her hair back so as to cover his head from a sudden intruder and he was standing so close to her in water and we could see only his hands cupping the woman’s breasts and pulling its nipples. After cupping her breasts for some time he turned her to face her and started kissing her. We could see only the woman’s back from our point of view. Her towel was fallen halfway in middle and we say his hands cupping on her buttocks too. Soon her towel was fallen into the water and she was fully nude and standing up to knee level in water. I admired their courage. They are doing wild acts in a public pond and anytime someone can appear in the scene.
Aruna was sitting close to me so as to hide her head in the bush and she was hugging me from behind. I was closely watching the love scene before me. I never thought man and woman will do such naughty acts when no one is around. Did my father too do such things to my mother? I wondered. Then I felt Aruna’s fingers pinching my nipples. I tried to get her hands away. But then I too felt a wave of pleasure starting from my nipples and reaching my brains like electricity. Aruna unbuttoned two buttons in my shirt and began fondling my nipples. She used her fingers only on the tips as if to pull my nipples from my body. The priest was busy kissing and fondling the women. Then he dived once again into water. The woman sat on a step in water. Then we saw the priest’s gray head between her legs for an instant. Again he disappeared into water. We saw the woman clutching her hands on the stone wall which separated the bathing ghats between men and women. Her mouth was showing an agony and ecstasy simultaneously. She looked like cooing and the priests head appeared and disappeared between her legs. Then we heard a ‘blum’ sound in the pond and thought somebody had appeared from nowhere and jumped into the water. The woman covered her with towel and immersed herself into water in one instant. The priest was nowhere to be seen. We looked around and found none. Then we saw the priest in the middle of the pond far away from the women’s ghat. He was looking around and then we saw him laughing and moving towards the shore. He appeared in the same position after sometime with a coconut in his hands and he was showing it to the embarrassed woman. Now we also got the clue. The sound was that of a coconut fell just into the water.
The priest moved towards the woman with the coconut and presented it to her. Both started laughing. Then told something to the woman and removed his loin cloth. His black penis with a red top was visible. The women jumped to the steps above and inspected the surroundings once again. She came back and directly took the priest’s penis into her mouth!. Both of them disappeared into the water. He was standing in the water with the coconut and trying to peel its husk by hitting it on the stonewall separation of ghats. The woman was moving to and fro taking his penis fully in her mouth. Her towel was gone. We saw her nude buttocks and dangling tits and she was bust sucking the penis. Then I felt my panties moved to one side and Aruna inserted her finger to my pussy. She started rubbing the opening of my V with her finger and my eyes closed until I was rubbed into a wave of pleasure. When I opened my eyes again the pond was empty. The priest and the woman were gone. I felt my head spinning. Aruna was sucking the finger she just had inserted into my small pussy opening like a girl sucking her thumb.
I did not sleep in that night. The images of the wild behaviour of our temple priest and the woman in a public pond were too much for me as a young girl. I felt a tingling sensation between my legs whenever I saw them in my dreams. My fingers lead to my small cunny. The moment I touched myself I shivered. I felt the tip on the opening channel of my V shaped cunt. I rubbed there slowly like what Aruna did for me when we were together. I felt a tremendous pleasure originating from the edge and I tried to spread the lips and soon I increased my rubbing pace and after sometime I got a vibration, which gave me immense pleasure. My breasts started growing. At first I felt something itchy around my nipples and then it began feeling like an ache and when days passed by I began to notice that elder men looking at me with more curiosity than usual. I got looks filled with admiration from my school mates. It seemed the whole world suddenly got interested in my budding boobs. Another thing caused my attention was that I began to experience shyness when people looked at me. I tried to hide my budding nipples by keeping my books in front of me when I go to school. The milkman and the newspaper boy began to watch me more intently. The newspaper boy always threw papers in front of me instead of giving it to my hands. When I tried to pick it from ground I felt his hungry eyes piercing my cleavage and tried to peep inside of my jacket.
On one Sunday Aruna and I were having our leisurely swim at our pond. We had chosen a time when nobody would be around us. We were having muslin towels around our midriff. I felt Aruna’s eyes falling on my bare chest. It was very unusual. I felt the same shyness when a man looked at me. I told her, “What is this Aruna, I don’t like you looking at me as if I am a creature. I don’t like they way you look at me.”
She spit the water from her mouth and said, “Shiela you have grown up. Your tits have become big. No wonder our classmates run around you nowadays. I did not think you were such big. If I were a boy I would have sucked your breasts”.
“You are a devilish girl, I don’t want to talk with you.”, saying that I dived into the pool. There was water only up to our neck in the pond. I stood on the sand dunes under the water looking for Aruna’s response. Then I felt Aruna taking my towel away and swimming towards the shore.
“Aruna, please give me the towel back, I can’t swim naked like this. Somebody will come soon”, I pleaded to her. She had climbed up the steps and was sitting on the steps mocking at me. She put my towel near her. I decided to take her by surprise. She might not expect me to climb from water. I climbed up from the water like a nymph and I was naked as the day I was born. I charged at her to take my towel. But she took my hands and shoved me to the grass near the steps of pond. There was a good cover by bushes and grass was growing like a well-kept meadow.
She climbed over me she was naked like me. She kissed me on my lips and she kept my hands firmly pressed to ground away from my body. I tried to escape. She forced me to lay under her and she started sucking my protruding breasts. She was making me wild with desire. She spread my legs wider and inserted one of her legs between my thighs. She was busy sucking at my breasts and at the same time she moved her thigh between my legs rubbing my pussy with her wet, soft thigh. At last I surrendered to her amorous activities. She moved full over me and lay on my body with face to face, breasts to breasts, pelvis to pelvis and cunt to cunt. Her mouth had a sweet perfume. It was exotic and her lips tasted like lotus flowers and unknown weeds grown in our pond. She was loving me like a man. She moved her thigh between my legs expertly. She scratched my buttocks with her long nails. She bit my pelvis with her and both of our cunts completely hairless met together. We grinded our pussies against each other. It was divine. it was sheer pleasure. It was to heaven which she was taking me. I kissed her back. She was delighted. She knew I had surrendered to her. She loved it. Then we heard foot steps closing by. We jumped into the water together.
Thus we became lovers. Aruna would come to my room with some text and she would make me show my tits to her. She would kiss me when nobody was around. She would present me gifts like round pebbles, various types of buttons and one day she gave me a chain made of sandalwood and another red pebble like nut mixed intermittently. It was evidently a work of great labour and patience. I kissed her in gratitude. I was never again pleased like that day in my entire life even when my husband presented my expensive diamond necklaces.
It was our festival at the temple. Everybody went to see fold dance and programmes. Aruna told me to stay at home saying some excuse. I told my mother I was having stomach ache. She asked Aruna to stay with me at the night and went to the temple along with others. We two were left out in our home. Aruna closed the door and windows. She made me nude and began to suck me from top to bottom. I was soon elevated to a tower of pleasure. She kissed my lips until they were both red. She parted my legs and sucked my cunt. I had no hair on my cunt at that age. She then went to the kitchen and took a jar of honey. She applied honey on my chest, nipples and in my armpits. She licked each drop of the honey from my erogenous zones. Finally she applied a generous amount of honey on my cunt and she spread my cunt wide and applied honey on my pussy folds. She then sucked all my pussy for hours and hours until I was completely dried. By the time it was ended I had several little orgasms.
She then asked me to repeat the same to her. She applied honey on her tits and belly button and all over her pussy. She made me lick on her pussy again and again until she convulsed in a peak. She then turned and lay on her stomach. She asked me to suck her back after applying honey. When I was moving down to her buttocks, she pleaded me to suck her asshole. I first registered a reluctance to suck there but she begged me to do it. I applied honey on her asshole and started sucking there. “Put your tongue inside please, ream it there please “. My reluctance soon melt away. I was ready to please her in whatever way she desired. I could not understand why she considered her asshole as the better pleasure region than her pussy. Later I knew from her that she had done it on purpose. It was like she was a servant to me for other people. She had much complex about it. By making me to lick her asshole she got some of her pride back. It was not only pleasure she was seeking. She wanted complete authority over me. She made me surrender completely to her.
When we grew up we both got admission to medical courses. My father paid her tuition fees. It was an expensive amount he spent on her. Everybody praised my father’s kindness to spare money on education of a servant girl. But when my father expired unexpectedly she was the only person did not cry. Everybody blamed her for not crying. She did not put flower and rice on his dead body as per Hindu custom. I didn’t understand why she behaved like that. I didn’t ask her about it. After all he was only my father and not hers. None can insist on gratitude for their contributions like that. We both passed our course with high marks and I was soon married to a guy who was about ten to fifteen years older than me. Our horoscopes were matched and that fixed my destiny.
Aruna was furious to see my future husband. She did not like him and she did not show any enthusiasm on my marriage. Being my close friend she did not participate in decorating me. She did not come for the customary practice of applying henna on my palms and creating designs using henna. Everyone talked ill of her for her ingratitude. Hours before my marriage she stormed into my room and pleaded, “Shiela you should not marry him, he is too old for you. I don’t like him. Come we will elope. I will protect you. I will get a good job and I will earn money for you. You don’t have to do anything. Please come, come jump right away.”
“Aruna, have you gone mad. Today is my marriage and you want me to elope with you. Eloping with a girl, are you crazy. Two women cannot marry in our country. Please go to auditorium and bless me at wedding”, I said.
She stormed out of my room with tears in her eyes. I did not see her again for a long year.
My married life went on like that of an average Indian woman. I catered to all needs of my husband. On the very first night I understood that he was not much a sexual performer. When he made me nude I shut my eyes. He looked much older without his makeup. There were gray hair near his ears and he smelled of dye. He was a diabetic by ancestry. The diabetic patients have bad breath. When he tried to kiss me I felt to vomit. When he saw me naked, saliva was oozing out of his mouth. He looked at me like a boy who saw cakes on a display board. He jumped on me and started kissing me. I shut my eyes in disgust. I did not want to humiliate him. Surprisingly when I shut my eyes I was seeing face of my friend Aruna. I remembered the moments we shared. I imagined it was she who was forcing me down to the green grass bed near our pond and she was kissing me for the first time. Her lips were so soft. Her breath was so clean and warm. The way she lingered my lips with her small lips was entirely different. She moved over me in a sensual way. Each touch of hers was like applying a high voltage wire to my body. She could make any tiny hair on my body stand up by a single kiss. My husband smelled of beer and onion most of the time. He used it to cover his bad breath. I moved my fingers on my husbands back who was trying to penetrate me. His back was like a rock no softness. Aruna’s back was so smooth and soft. When my fingers traveled on her back on passion and gratitude when she had been taking to seventh heaven, I felt like I was touching cream. Then my thoughts were disrupted. My husband collapsed to my side. I touched my thighs and felt some sticky fluid spread all over my thighs. I guessed that he had premature ejaculation, which our sexology professor elaborated in each of his classes. He had elaborated the techniques called squeezing to curb it. But I feared to suggest it to him as I thought it would bruise his egos.
My husband performed in the same fashion for the rest of the days. He was more interested to see my nudity than actually fuck me. He would ask me to remove my dresses one by one slowly. He would sit before me stroking his penis. When he felt he is going to spent he would come to me and take me to bed in his arms and within a few minutes he would deposit his white fluid into me and partly on my thighs. I never got pregnant. Soon I became accustomed to the life and started concentrating more on my profession and higher studies. I took my M.D and still I worked in government owned badly run hospitals. I loved and cared my patients. I help them deliver healthy babies without any operation. My patients loved me and respected me. My hospital became my world.
One day when I was inspecting the patients a lady with sleeveless blouse and spectacled face and a plump body stormed into my room. I looked at the intruder irritated. But to my surprise, it was my friend Aruna. She had changed from a slim dark skinned girl to plump matured woman. “Oh, Aruna, I could not recognize you. You have changed a lot. What happened to your long hair? Why did you cut it short?”, I asked. “Oh, its very difficult to take care of long hair. I got bored oiling washing and putting it again. So I cut it short. Now I like it this way. Okay take a day leave, we have to go to some place. I have a lot to tell you”, Aruna said. I took half-day leave and went along with her. She was driving a new nice car.
“Aruna, you have become rich, I hope”. I said.
“Yes, Shiela, I have taken job at Bangalore. The city is god, hospital is good and money is good. Why are you suffering in this nasty hospital with all these unclean wretched countrymen? You come with me to city. You can earn money in one month what you earn in an year here.”
“But my patients need me, they love me, they respect me”, I said.
“Who need love, respect fuck off, if you have money you get respect, love and whatever you want. If one woman is died in delivery the same people will march against you and you may have to screw some politician to escape from court, police and all that. Take my advice, don’t spoil your career here.”
“Ok, I will think about it, tell me about you. Are you married?”, I asked.
“Yes, I married a colleague. He is also a doctor. But now we are divorced” , said Aruna.
“All in a sudden?, tell me about it”, I said.
“He was very loving to me in the beginning. Then he started screwing around. He wanted sex everyday, every hour. I could not allow it. I am no whore. I got disgusted with his ways to force me to sex. I don’t like carrying his weight always on me. Fucking, fucking, and again fucking!. That is the only thing he is interested in this whole world. He never cared anything about my needs. Oneday I discovered him crewing my nurse in my bed. I caught him red handed . I don’t need a cheating husband anymore. I would never allow a person stealing behind my back. So I got a divorce from him “, Aruna said furiously.
We drove to a bungalow near the beach. It was a nice secluded house with a lot of privacy and yet a good view of the beach and it was marvelous. “Is this palatial villa yours?, when did you buy it”, I asked. “No dear, I don’t have that much money. Perhaps I may buy it one day. This belongs to one of my wealthy patients. He is abroad now. I treated his psoriasis and cured him. He gave me the key when I said I am going on vacation. No servants, remote controlled gates, and surveillance systems. All modern facilities and I am alone for a whole week. Can you fancy such things from any of your patients?”, she asked me. She pressed a remote control sitting in the car and the sliding gate moved and when we drove in it was again shut again silently. There was a good garden with a very neatly cut lawn and a small pool with lotus in it. I envy Aruna for having such luxury with paying no money.
“Marvelous, your patient is rich in his taste. Okay how are you going to stay alone here? Why don’t you come to my house?”, I asked her.
” I am not going to stay alone, I want you to stay with me tonight. I don’t want to stay in your small house. I don’t want to see your husband’s face. All I want is you, isn’t that simple”.
“Are you crazy, I have to go home. My husband won’t like me to spending one night away from home. He can’t spend a day in my absence.”
“That’s the greatest joke I ever heard. Does he fuck you even now? . I know he does not love you Sheila. Your marriage is only a marriage of convenience. He was never interested in you. All he wanted was your money, property and your family name. Anyway you call him and say you are going to stay with me. Tell some lies whatever you like but I am not going to leave you from here.”
I was not going to disappoint Aruna. I called my husband and told about Aruna’s unexpected visit. Finally I asked his permission to stay with her. My husband was more enthusiastic than me to grant my request. I guessed he might be planning to spend a night at his club with friends and booze.
Aruna took me directly to the bedroom. It resembled a suit in any five star hotels. There were marvelous paintings hung on the walls. The bed was so plush and cozy. When I sit on it I felt I was sitting on a feather cap. Aruna opened a case and took one bottle of expensive wine she had brought. She poured into two tall glasses and offered one to me. My husband used to drink only rum. When I went for parties he offered me vodka or gin. It was he who introduced to drinks. But I avoided drinking and parties because other older men used to invite me to dance with them. My husband was more than willing to give opportunity to others. He was not a jealous husband. I was bored with his magnanimity. I preferred a jealous husband who never allows others to approach his wife even for a casual talk.
I sipped one drink and it was deliciously sweet. It made me mellow. Suddenly I felt like I have become younger and I looked at Aruna. She was looking at me so eagerly. I felt her lips getting dry and she was wetting her lips using her tongue. I felt I am being voyeured by her. She walked around me merrily and then abruptly asked “Shiela, what is the color of panty you are wearing now?”. Her question was really embarrassing. How could she ask about a hidden secret of me. In fact I had been using a brick red colour panty for the third day consecutively. It was purchased from a lingerie store newly opened and it was different from the normal ones I used to wear. It had so many frills and there was a soft padding attached which would press our pubic triangle. I do not use a panty for more than one day, but I was reluctant to peel the new red panties away and I knew that it was soiled with my odour and sweat. How did Aruna guess that I was wearing a fashionable panty, I wondered. “Red”, I said. “Please let me see it dear, I long for touching one of your panties. It had been a long time,” she said. I did not to want to disappoint her. I turned away from her and hiked my sary and underskirts to take my panty out. “No Shiela, why don’t you face me?”, saying this she pulled the end of my sary. So I faced her and peeled my panty and showed it to her. I was proud that my panty was a fashionable one and she won’t nudge me over it. When I handed my red panty to Aruna she eagerly took it to her nose and sniffed it for a long moment. She was sniffing it like she was smoking a marijuana. She then felt the softness of the material and touched it with her tongue and tasted the saltiness of my sweat absorbed. Then she tuned it out from inside and closely examined for the spot where my cunt was meeting the padding material. She seemed foregone in her thoughts for a moment. Her eyes were closed and she was taking it so close to her nose that I thought she wanted to inhale the material through her nose. I was blushed at her behaviour. She acted like an ardent lover of me, who never existed in the world, the prince I dreamt in my adolescence days. The prince who would come riding a horse to take me away to a world of pleasure and love like in the fairy tales I read.
“Shiela, you have not changed. You smell the same. Like a wild garlic flower, the scent, which made me mad whenever, I came near you. You never know how much I adored your scent, the real scent of a celestial woman. You never know how many times I masturbated thinking about hiding my face in your musky pussy. I never had such orgasm from anybody else. Just the scent of you, is enough for me to attain a peak. Oh, Shiela you never know how much I love you.” Aruna was in a long soliloquy.
She then removed her sary followed by her underskirt and threw it to a corner. She jumped to the bed and started touching her body using my panties. She moved my panties on her forehead, then to her cheeks, then on her nose, mouth and neck. She opened her blouse and she reached her hand behind her and unhooked her brassiere. She used my soiled panty like a peacock feather on her breasts, cleavage and on her armpits. I looked at her in astonishment. She had no hair on her armpits. It was so smooth and clean as if she never had any hair. There was not even a trace of stubble marks. She then cupped her breasts with one hand while moving her other hand with the panty to her vaginal area. She moved my panty over her black laced panty and after some time she yanked her black panties away. I was for another surprise. She was completely hairless in her pubis too. She had removed even the traces of any hair on her pubis. She was like a ten-year-old girl in the case of her hairiness. I wondered how did she manage to keep her pubis and armpits like an adolescent girl. She looked like a carved statue of Venus in ivory. Her thighs were having muscles like Flow Joe but of creamy white.
“Come on, Sheila, what are you waiting for. Please come my dear, Kiss me, dear Kiss me,” Aruna was in a delirium of passion mixed with love and her fantasies. I could not disappoint her. I joined her in bed and kissed her. Her breath was fresh and sweet as it was always. Our lips touched fully and eager mouths tried to capture the other pair of lips. The long sequence of kissing and hugging was continued for a long time. Tears were rolling down my eyes on our reunion. I did not think I loved her that much. When we came to our consciousness it was dark and we had forgotten to switch on any lights. The sun had set long time back. Still there was a reddishness in the sky with lot of clouds. The see breeze was coming through the windows. The architecture of the bung low closely resembled with the sea house in the Julia Robert’s film ‘Sleeping with the Enemy’. The real beauty of the architecture was it provided almost a secluded beach unknown and unapproachable to others from the land. The only entrance possible to the beach was from the compound contained the bunglow. Aruna switched on the light in the bedroom and wiped my tears away. She kissed me again and moved to open a brief case she had and took out a small jewel box outside.
“Shiela, I have bought a present for you. This gold chain is to wear around your waste. Please take it. You are going to wear this, ONLY THIS”, she said with a command rather than a request.
I took the chain in my hand, it was so thin but weighed more. It was so flexible and with a small hanging with a bead at the end. I tried to put it around my waist over my dress but it was not reaching in diameter.
“ONLY THIS, Shiela, you should wear only this chain on you”, Aruna was standing close to me. I started to remove my clothes. I opened my blouse and removed it followed by my black brassieres. Then came my sary and lastly my long underskirt was removed. When I was completely nude I felt Aruna kissing on my nape of the neck from behind. I felt a tremor went through my spine. Her naughty hands came by my sides unknowingly and cupped my breasts. It was like two wires of 1000 watt electricity was applied to my nipples. They jutted out in their full form. Her fingers tried to crinkle and pinch my nipple like two nuts. But they were inflated to maximum and they stood hard rock. I felt my love juices running down from my pussy. The tunnel of a dam was being opened. Soon I felt a wetness spreading all over my pubic bush.
She then took me to the next room and opened a side door and pushed me to a secluded lawn between two rooms. She did not stop there. She turned a key somewhere and we were outside the house. She pushed me through an open corridor with narrow walls all covered with plants. We walked through the sand and reached the beach itself. I was afraid. I am now standing ashore with not a stitch of cloth on. It was indeed dark and see breeze was comfortable. But I just could not imagine to stand naked on a public place. I looked around to see any sign of light or person perhaps some lone fisherman on a row boat. There was no sign of any movement. The sea was calm and we were standing facing the sea on the sand. The waves were very weak. They just came to the shore as if unwillingly. I wet my legs into the seawater. I was shoved again to the water and Aruna was hugging me from behind. I could feel her panties touching my naked buttocks. She was kissing me from my back again. Like a skilled lover she moved around me so sensually touching and making accidental contacts with my body. The parts of my body which I thought as least erogenous were madly responding to her touches. I felt that my smooth back had got so many number of hair roots appeared all of a sudden. Aruna simply combed my back using her fingers and created wave pools of ecstasy unknown to me till then.
She yanked her panties away and threw it to the water. She jumped to the sea to take it and swam in the shallow water. There was no danger of drowning as waves were calm and there was enough sand to stand as if in a swimming pool. I too moved forward and swam like a ten year old girl. We swam into the sea for about five meters from the shore. Still we could stand in sand and water level was only about our waistline. Aruna had stopped swimming and came to me. I was standing in the water with slow waves caressing my nude body. The water was getting colder. Aruna came close to me and put her hands on my shoulders and looked into my eyes. I could not return her look. I felt a shyness in me. Aruna was behaving like a man. Her eyes were piercing into my nudity. She kissed me. I responded. She dived into water and kissed on my pubis. She took my bush hairs between her teeth and her salty tongue entered my vagina.
She tongue fucked me until I could not suffer anymore. I began swimming on my back and Aruna supported me with her hands supporting my back to float around. My pussy was pivoted around her exploring tongue. I floated in the sea and my pussy floated in ecstasy. Then I exploded in the sea water. Aruna got hint that I was spent for a first time. She carried me to the shore. “Lets dig sand and make a castle like kids,” Aruna urged me. I felt us very naughty. Two matured women were lying nude on a beach and only some lone stars were looking at us from sky. Our body was coated with sugar like sand. Aruna started digging near the shore with her hands and soon I joined. After about twenty minutes we created a small ditch. She asked me to move into the ditch and sit there. I could sit comfortably in the ditch with my legs crossed. Aruna then covered the ditch with sand and I was buried from navel down in the sand. I tried to jump out but it was bit difficult. “Now you look like a mermaid. Look at your tits they are not sagged. I wonder whether your husband is doing anything there. See how erect they stand. Like when we swam in the ponds. Oh, dear mermaid! let me feel you. Oh!, you are so smooth. Look at your bubbies and these dear nipples. I have to take them in my mouth. Ah! How well they are growing,” . Aruna started to shower me with kisses. The portions she kissed on my body were burning with desire. I forgot all about my husband. We were two cave women with all nudity and Aruna was making love to me. She cupped my breasts when I was least expecting and her touches combined with the sand made my areola stretched like an elongated rubber strap. I never thought my nipples could become such big and hard. After showering me with million numbers of kisses she stood over me. Before I could look up what she was into next, I felt a shower falling on my head. It was golden color. Oh!, Aruna was pissing on me. I was showered with her yellow piss and her piss was hot. “I was cleaning you, your husband had polluted you, before I fuck you I want to clean you with my piss”. Then she helped me out of the sand ditch and we walked to the house.
When we reached the lawn, she used a hosepipe to clear the sand from our bodies. When all sand was cleared she took me in her hands and took directly to a great Jacuzzi. She switched on the heater and showered me using hot water. Then she applied a good shampoo on my sticky hair due to salt water. “You are marvellous., I also imagine how your pussy looks like when shaved? Why are you keeping such a big bush in your pussy dear?. In Australia, everybody uses Nair Cream to removes hairs. It is just 5 minutes. Razor using is very limited. Those who has allergy for that cream uses the razor. The women have separate razor than men. I don’t know what is the difference for these two? Usually we do every alternate days ,so seeing hair on it is impossible. Let me shave them off. I want to see you like a good girl, the girl swam together in our pond”. Aruna then took a scissor and cut all my hairs on my pussy. She applied the cream and I felt a faint smell of sulphur and my hairs shrinking. Then she used a soft tissue to rub away the cream along with my hair. She did it twice and cleaned again using hot water. I touched my pussy lips. She had made my pussy bare. There was no stubble. It was as soft as a cute baby. She then shaved my armpits using her lady razor and applied cream there also. After the bath I was completely hairless like a small girl in my pussy and armpits. She then joined me in the Jacuzzi and we soaped each other.
When we dried each other she carried me once again to the bedroom in her hands. I felt like going to be raped by a cave man. She put me slowly in the bed and retired to the next room. She came back with a bottle of French wine and a green salad made of raw fresh vegetables and some bread used for making hamburger. We ate it on the bed and drank wine till the bottle was empty. The wine was a slow catching one. She took the plates and empty bottle and once again retired to the other room. I cleaned my teeth and while doing it I looked at my image in the mirror. Will a 40+ woman look like this? I wondered. I looked at my hairless pussy and I lifted my hands to see my hairless armpits. Then I saw Aruna appearing on the mirror. I looked at her waist. There was a black penis hanging between her legs. It was attached to a belt which she was wearing. She stroked the penis and looked at me. I felt a tremble again. She was now a man with breasts. She forced me to kneel before her and she shoved her penis into my mouth. I sucked it for some time. When she was satisfied, she carried me to the bed and dropped me into the plush bed with a thud. She took some Nivea cream and applied it all over her black dildoe. She then stroked it again and came to my bed. She jumped on me and sat on me. Slowly she parted my legs. She fingered my vagina and when she was satisfied I was sufficiently lubricated she inserted the head of her dildo into me. Slowly it accommodated fully in my pussy. She the started moving up and down on me. She then took a rhythm and began to fuck me slow strokes. Then she hiked the speed and finally she began mercilessly fucking me. I never thought my cunt was able to take such a big penis without hurt. It was burning all my vaginal walls, but the burn was pleasure too. Her hairless pussy mound hit on my clean shaved mound. Then only I understood that she had shoved all of her penis into me! My husband could never do such a thing to me. He was always ‘Gone in 60 seconds’ when we mated. Aruna was madly fucking me with tuning me to a side and she was lying close to me from behind. I attained so many climaxes in a single night. She tried to fuck in my ass too. But I felt it was so painful and she got the message and threw her dildo away. We lay there cuddling each other. Soon we slept hugging each other. Even in the deep sleep she was calling me pet names and her hands never missed my boobs for an instant in that night.
When I was awake in the morning it was already 8 a.m. “Tea”, I saw a tray with tea and cups offered to me. I gladly took a cup and sipped it. It was great to be served with tea when we wake up. But women do not get the opportunity for enjoy the luxury as it would be always a woman’s duty to make tea and serve to her hubby who is still snoring in the bed. The tea was excellent. I sipped one more time and wondered how Aruna wake up early and prepared the tea. She was a lazy person as far as I knew. Never did she make tea to me when I visited her house in the past. It was always her mother eager to serve me and make me happy as she was a servant to my family. I looked for Aruna to say thanks. To my dismay I saw it was a girl about 16 years with a smiling face and the tray in her hand looking at me. Where did she come from?. Oh, my God!, I was nude and still in bed. How did she enter the bunglow? Who was she?. I jumped to snatch the sheet and covered my body and I looked at the side where Aruna was sleeping. She was still sleeping like a baby and there was not a stitch of cloth on her. She was sleeping on her front and her entire smooth backside nudity was elegantly displayed to me as well as to the girl. I did not know what to do.
“Sorry, madam I did not mean to startle you. I have a spare key to the bunglow given by Aruna madam. I came early morning by my scooter. I waited for you to wake up. But now its 8 a.m, sorry to disturb you, but I thought its time to wake you up”, the girl said.
“Oh, dear Ammu, good morning, is tea ready?”, I looked back and saw Aruna was awake and she was sitting on the bed still nude. Aruna understood my startle and embarrassment and offered to pacify me saying “Sheila, I forgot to tell you. Do you know this girl. She is my husband’s daughter, to be precise my ex-husband Sudhakar’s daughter”.
“What do you mean your ex-husband’s daughter?”, I asked.
“Oho, my husband married my nurse when I divorced him. But when I came here I decided to meet them. After it’s entirely not their fault, we are human no? Feeling attracted and having sex is no crime. In my case I did not want him any more. He was an excellent lover. But he lacked culture. He developed some kind of complex and started to dig me before others. He always introduced me to his friends as ‘my girl’, when he was drunk he even called me a’bitch’ in front of others. I am not ready to tolerate such an uncultured person. So I divorced. But that do not obstruct me to visit them. After all she is a daughter to me no? . I am going to take her to Australia. I will get admission for her for medical profession. I have money. I will make her a doctor. My ex-husband permitted to stay with me while I am here. I forgot to tell you all about her”, Aruna was telling her story.
“But how did you make such money?” I asked forgetting about our nudity.
“Dear I have married an Australian citizen. He died in an accident. So now I am a rich widow. He was having a large estate there. Now I am a millionaire, forget about my salary which is ten times yours. Even if I am poor, I am determined to help Ammu to become a doctor like me. Did not your father finance my education? Your family is always magnanimous. You are also like him. You are ready to give anything to others. Sheila, I envy you. You have everything. A husband who is almost like a father to you, he even looks like!. Do you know how much I envied you when I saw your husband with all his gray hair and house coat sitting on your portico sipping tea and reading newspaper. He is matured and he wont disturb you , he wont come with his dick in hand to screw you whenever he likes. Shiela you are always lucky.” Aruna was giggling and her tits were dangling in tune with her laughter.”
Aruna came near me and took tea cup from the tray carried by the girl. She did not bother to cover her nudity. Moreover she put one hand on my shoulders and removed the bedsheet away from my body. I tried to cover again. But Aruna discouraged me with a firm grip on my hand. We enjoyed the tea. It was very good. Aruna’s hand came to my front and was feeling my boobs lazily. She had a trick about handling breasts, whenever she put her arms on my breasts they would grow and get more rounded. As if in accident she rubbed my nipples casually with a finger and soon it began to reach its bullet shape. She had returned the empty cup along with mine to the girl. But the girl was still standing there. She seemed to be enthralled by the shameless display of two pairs of matured breasts before her. Aruna was completely nude but I was covering down from my waist by the blanket. But I could not stand up and change dress without the girl viewing my nudity. What would she think if she saw my hairless pussy? Aruna then told me, “Shiela, have you seen the golden ring I gave to Ammu. You should see it, hey, Ammu why don’t you show her the golden ring?”
I looked to see the ring in her fingers but there was no ring on her fingers, forget about golden!. I looked at the girl and Aruna. Aruna grinned at me with an evil smile. The girl then started opening her shirt and she dropped it to the floor. She had no bra inside, and what did I see. She had two pert boobs about size of an orange with the pink nipples. The nipples were standing erect and there was a golden ring pierced in her left breast. How could she wear a ring on her nipples and that too pierced her raw young pink nipples?!. How did she get the job done?. I was getting mad at the marvellous display of the young pair of sweet breasts. The girl was standing in attention looking at our face without any shame or shyness. She just stood like a mannequin in a shop. “Come near us, dear, Shiela why don’t you touch her, see how cute is the ring, don’t you like it”.
The girl moved close to us. Aruna took my hands and put it on the girl’s nipple ring. When my hands touched it the girl flinched for a second. The nipple was raising again and I felt it very lovable and erotic to touch the budding breasts of a young girl. I have not felt much attraction towards female body other than Aruna. My patients had to disrobe before and it was most common for a doctor to view thousands of person nude. Never had been an occasion in my life when I got aroused seeing the breasts of a woman. Aruna was different. We were friends and I was submissive to her sexual intents towards me. But I could not take my hands away from the girl. There was something very attractive about her breasts. They were firm. They were not like sponge. When I cupped a breast I felt it pleading to me to apply more force. By the time Aruna stood up and moved at the back of the girl and began caressing her from behind. I too kneeled before her and kissed on her pert boobs. I took the golden ring along with the pink nipple adorned it into my mouth. I sucked them with my lips. The girl was squirming by the double attention on her body. Aruna untied her pyjama and it fell to the floor. I was surprised to see the girls legs. It was very hairy which was quite unusual to a girl of her age. She had a good growth of hair from her navel onwards till her feet. The hair was straight and not curly. It was very small but there was hair everywhere. The hairy girls and women always attracted me. They have masculinity and perhaps a commanding nature, which I loved. I wanted to be a surrogate.
I kissed the girl on her hairy mound. The musky faint smell was aphrodisiac for me. Her pubic area, in almost constant contact with something in the crotch seam, was feeling very wet. My hungry mouth started travelling on her hairy mat. I took her dark pubic curls in my teeth and pulled. Aruna was feeling her boobs and she offered the downside portion to me. I was going to prove that I am also a good cunt lapper and eager lover to the girl. I placed my hand on her pussy lips, she opened her legs a bit to give me full access to her pretty pussy, I parted her pussy lips with my fingers and placed a finger inside , she started moaning ahho , she closed her eyes and gave my head a sudden shove, pressing my face against her hairy pubis. Aruna was pinching her buttocks from behind and she patted it with slaps and urged her to give her pussy more to me. Then we took her to the bed and I jumped on her. I started sucking her boobs and she was squirming madly. Then Aruna gave me the dildoe she had applied on me and I wore it like a panties. There was a belt to keep it at my waist. I poured a lot of shampoo on it and made it slippery. I tried to part the girl’s legs. She was more than willing. I did not see any obstruction. Obviously she had been fucked there was no hymen and her pussy lips were bigger than I expected. I pressed the edge of plastic in her and moved in. At the same time Aruna erected her hairless pussy into the girls mouth. After some time I took the penis away. I was afraid I might hurt her. But Aruna did not leave her. She put on the same dildo I was wearing and started fucking the girl in fast rhythm. I was quite sure that she had done this to the girl a thousand number of times as they were mating like an expert pair of man and woman. I did not waste my time. I went to the girl’s head and erected my shaved vagina to her awaiting mouth. Aruna rammed the artificial prick into the girl mercilessly. The girl was enjoying the brutal way Aruna moved in her. She pinched her pierced nipple with one hand and was keeping her tongue like an arrow to fill in my pussy. She was expertly pleasuring me with her tongue.
When our fucking ended, we three marched to the bathroom. Aruna pissed on the girl and she was taking the piss in her mouth. Aruna turned her on the floor and slapped on her butt for a long time. She was enjoying it. Then came my turn. I was laid on the bathroom floor and shower was on. Both Aruna and the girl bathed me with soap and a soft sponge. When I was cleaned I went out. Aruna and the girl started their bath. They were rubbing at each other without considering my presence. I dried myself and combed my hair. When I started to dress, Aruna and the girl reappeared with a bottle of honey. They applied it all on body and again I was subjected to twin sucking on my body. Then they lead me to the bathroom again and I was made to sit kneeling and they made my anus facing them and put me in the posture for a long time. Aruna took the bottle and poured honey drop by drop directly into my anus. As soon as the honey drop fell on my asshole the girl’s tongue entered my anus and licked it all. I went wild but they kept me that way till the whole honey was poured into my asshole and the girl licked it fully.
We had our breakfast from a hotel and Aruna drove me to my home. I slept the whole afternoon. My husband did not ask me anything. But at the night he walked to my bed naked with his penis in his hand. “I know what you were doing with that friend of yours. I know she is the only person you love. You have never loved me in your life, Shiela. But I don’t mind it. The first time I saw Aruna I understood the relation between you. She was a great opponent to me. She had already enjoyed you before me. You always compared me with her and I failed every time. But today I am not going to leave you. I want to prove what is the difference between a man and woman in bed. I am going to please you better than your friend”, my husband was behaving as if in delirium.
He snatched my sary and tore my blouse open. He was disrobing me like a man going to rape. Then he unhooked my bra and threw it away. I was left alone in my panties. I was fearing what would he say when he see my bare pussy. I was thinking for some lame excuses to tell to him. He pulled my panties and it was also gone. Then he looked at my pussy, which was hairless like a girl. Then I saw his penis ejaculating a white fluid. The semen fell on my navel. One drop of it started travelling to my things. My husband was shocked on his defeat. He cursed himself and cried on the bed. I was unable to console him. What should I say to him, anyway?
Copyright (C) by Alisha