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At half past six, everyone went upstairs to prepare for the swap and to enjoy the last bit of ?couple time? before each joined their respective fuck buddy for the evening.*Meenakshi changed into her catsuit as Sanjay took a shower. The latex felt sensual and arousing on her skin as she squeezed herself into the outfit, and as the cool evening draught brushed the areas of skin exposed by the large cutaway panels around her breasts and pussy, it made her naked flesh tingle. Her thigh-length, black suede stiletto boots looked incredibly sexy, but the softness of the leather also added an exciting sensory experience to the touch. As she put on her strap-on harness and clipped the ankle and wrist restraints to the belt, Meenakshi knew she must look incredible.*She gauged the impact of her new outfit when Sanjay returned from the bathroom with only a towel around his waist.*?Jesus!? he exclaimed as he looked up to see Meenakshi standing with her back to him, adjusting her hair in the bedroom mirror.*Meenakshi wiggled her naked bottom, drawing Sanjay?s attention to the jewelled butt plug in her cleft. Then she turned and slowly walked to join her husband, knowing he would enjoy the sight of her small, round breasts spilling from the front of the catsuit onto the shiny latex below.*?Are you certain there?s no place for female domination in our marriage?? Meenakshi asked, coquettishly running a manicured finger down Sanjay?s cheek.*She was sure she could detect a look of regret on Sanjay?s face as he cast his eyes down to her breasts, swallowed hard, and tried to hide the growing bulge in his towel.************When the grandfather clock chimed eight o?clock, Nisha was already sitting on the club chair in the lounge, wearing only her silk robe, waiting for Sanjay to join her. She had put a range of items the couples might need on the coffee table, including her new silver vibrator, Chris?s butt plug, wet wipes, towels, and a large tube of lubricant.*The light from a standard lamp and the glow from the fire were the only things illuminating the room, making it dingy but cosy and enticing. Had the evening been about more than just great sex, Nisha would have found the setting romantic. But, tonight, the room served as nothing more than a sensual, evocative backdrop for their long-anticipated husband swap. For that, it was perfect.*Sanjay was still wearing his robe when he came downstairs to join Nisha, but, seemingly on purpose, he hadn?t secured it at the waist, and Nisha could see his long, semi-erect cock swinging through the gap at the front as he reached the bottom step and turned to face her.*Nisha was transfixed as she watched Sanjay approach. His cock wasn?t straight, and its circumcised, dark pink tip curved noticeably towards the left as he walked. Underneath, his pendulous ball sack looked heavy as it swung back and forth with each step. Nisha knew Sanjay would be fully loaded, his nuts aching to empty their fluid into whichever of her holes he decided to sully. She hoped the two-hour swap would allow him enough time to fill all three.*Sitting cross-legged on the armchair, naked but for her robe, Nisha knew Sanjay would already be getting an eyeful of cleavage and leg. The cold draught from the front door had made her nipples stiff, and she felt the light silk rub against them as they proudly betrayed her arousal. Had her robe not obstructed his view, Sanjay would also have seen her pussy lips open and glistening with thick, expectant juices.*Nisha reached out and firmly grasped Sanjay?s cock as he reached the chair. She could feel his pulse quicken as his fast-beating heart engorged his cock more urgently in response to her touch. Then, looking Sanjay in the eye, she softly stroked the tip of his twelve inches before moving her hand down the shaft to cup his low-hanging balls. He flinched as her hand took the weight of his swollen testes, and Nisha realised her hand must be cold. Nonetheless, she continued to cup Sanjay?s sack, hoping he would find her unintentional coldplay arousing.*?I hope you got the memo, Sanjay,? Nisha began in a businesslike tone. ?The one that said you and your wife will spend the evening using my husband and me for your selfish personal pleasures? Well, I?m ready for you to take me. Do whatever you please. I only ask that you fuck my arsehole and fill it with your cum, as you did last time. Do that, and you will have my full compliance.?*Nisha squeezed his balls firmly as a sign of her intent.*?I want you to use all my holes,? she continued dispassionately. ?By ten o?clock, I want your balls dry and my arsehole, pussy and stomach full of your cum.?*Nisha could see Sanjay?s cock straining at its tightening skin and his balls heaving inside their wrinkled brown sack as the implication of her words hit home. His urethra glistened with the first drops of pre-cum, and Nisha was surprised he had been able to subdue his urges long enough for her to complete her provocative opening monologue.*?Yes, I got the memo,? Sanjay replied in an equally even tone. ?Now, Nisha, I suggest you take off that robe, kneel on the rug, and start making good on your promises.?*Nisha bowed respectfully, and Sanjay began to loosen his robe further. She admired his stocky, powerful body as the robe dropped to the floor, leaving him naked and ready for her to commence oral service.*Slowly and elegantly, Nisha discarded her robe. Drawing it over her shoulders, she allowed the twin peaks of her breasts to reveal themselves gradually. Then, standing, Nisha let her arms come free of the robe and walked naked towards the sheepskin rug, seductively swinging her hips with each step. She knew the firelight would cast a warm light onto her light brown skin, giving it a shimmering, golden glow. Looking coyly over her shoulder, she could see Sanjay stroking himself in anticipation of what he was about to receive.*Kneeling on the rug and sitting on her heels, Nisha drew her hands behind her back. She raised her chin, closed her eyes, and opened her mouth wide.************By ten past eight, Meenakshi couldn?t wait any longer. She knew Nisha and Sanjay must have begun their liaison, and she didn?t want to waste any more of the short time she had with Chris. Walking onto the landing, she saw his bedroom door ajar, spilling a thin sliver of light onto the opposite wall. Meenakshi strode along the creaky passageway and firmly pushed the door open, entering the room unannounced. Leaning against the door frame, she seductively waved her dog lead and collar in small circles.*Chris had been sitting on the bed naked, reading a tourist leaflet by the light of a small lamp, impatiently awaiting Meenakshi?s arrival. He looked up as she entered, and she was pleased to see his eyes widen as he took in her incendiary new look. Immediately putting down the leaflet, Chris removed his reading glasses to get a clearer view as Meenakshi began to slowly strut towards the bed with an accentuated swing of her sex hikaye slim hips.*Remembering the awkward pause at the beginning of their first partner swap, Meenakshi had been sure to rehearse how she would initiate the second, and she had decided to get straight down to business.*?Kneel at my feet,? she commanded, pointing to the floor.*Chris looked surprised but meekly submitted, quickly rising from the bed and dropping to his knees on a rug in front of Meenakshi, who was happy to watch as Chris sized up the thick, black dildo hovering inches from his face. She knew he would be trying to determine whether he could take its length and girth in his anus, and she hoped that she hadn?t been too ambitious in opting for the longest, thickest dildo in her set.*Meenakshi slowly, menacingly walked around Chris as if deciding what she would do with him. She took a moment to admire his body as she rehearsed the next part of her derogatory diatribe in her mind. He was in great shape for a man of fifty. His buttocks were tight and round, his pecs and abs firm, and his shoulders broad and strapping. Meenakshi couldn?t have hoped for a finer physical specimen to be the subject of her first degradation scenario.*Stopping in front of Chris, she thrust the dildo towards his face, swaying her hips, so its tip brushed Chris?s cheeks and mouth.*?Tonight, you will do whatever I say when I fucking say it. Is that clear?? The tone in Meenakshi?s voice was withering.*Chris nodded obediently.*?And you won?t just do it; you?ll fucking like it, do you understand? You can convince me of your devotion by sucking this,? she ordered. ?Suck my big, fat cock deep into your throat until you gag. Prove to me you?re going to be an obedient sub.?*Meenakshi had worried that Chris might not take the scenario seriously. Had he started giggling or being selective about which of her orders he obeyed, it would have killed her enjoyment. But his early responses reassured her that Chris was equally invested in the scenario, and she began to relax into her unfamiliar, dominant role.*As Chris tentatively took the dildo in his mouth, Meenakshi took his shaven head between her hands and began gently fucking his face. She started with slow, shallow strokes, but quickly realising he could take more; she upped the tempo and depth of her thrusts. The sight of Chris?s eyes, wet, wide and desperate as she thrust the dildo deep into his throat was pleasing. It felt good to be the one dishing out the punishment for a change. After all, how many times had she suffered the same discomfort at the hands of her overeager, overbearing husband?*Eventually, releasing his head, Meenakshi withdrew the dildo. A thick string of saliva swung from the tip as Chris coughed and gasped for breath.*?So, how was it, Chris? How was your first taste of my cock? A little uncomfortable, perhaps?? Meenakshi said scornfully before slapping Chris?s face and standing behind him.*Meenakshi fastened the dog collar and leash to Chris?s neck and removed the wrist restraints from the belt of her harness. Then, pulling his hands behind his back, she loosened the cuffs and firmly attached one to each of his wrists. Finally, Meenakshi picked up the end of the leash and ordered Chris to lead the way downstairs.*?Come on. Something is happening downstairs that I don?t want you to miss,? Meenakshi said with a mischievous grin. ?Although, I don?t think you?ll like it.?************Sanjay and Nisha quickly moved on from oral foreplay. Now Nisha was lying sideways on the Chesterfield, her body propped up on some thick cushions and her lower back resting on the arm of the seat. Meanwhile, Sanjay stood above Nisha with her feet on his shoulders, his dick pistoning into her pussy in languid, metronomic strokes.*Nisha pulled her knees apart, allowing him to take her as deeply as her pussy would allow. She loved watching Sanjay?s massive cock split her apart, his face grim with determination as he selfishly used her to satisfy his lust. The dull ache as his tip repeatedly nudged her cervix was uncomfortable, but any discomfort was more than offset by the thrill of being stretched by his thick, hard cock after months of frustrating delays.*Nisha spat on her fingers and reached between her legs. Her clitoris was rock-hard and sensitive, and as she used the tips of her fingers to stimulate her swollen organ, she expected her first orgasm of the evening to follow quickly.*But the click of Meenakshi?s stilettos on the wooden staircase distracted Nisha from her upcoming release, and the pre-orgasmic sensations in her pussy receded. Unfortunately, the back of the sofa blocked her view, but she knew that Chris and Meenakshi must now be halfway down the stairs. Soon, her husband would be able to watch her being fucked, and he could no-doubt already hear her grunts and moans of pleasure as Sanjay roughly cleaved her.*When she finally spoke, Meenakshi?s voice was derisory.*?Look, Chris. That?s your wife Sanjay is fucking on the sofa. See how her legs are wide open so she can take him deep in her cheating pussy. And listen to her moan! That?s the sound of a woman enjoying a huge, thick cock. I don?t expect you?ve ever made a woman moan like that, have you, Chris? Not with that fucking cock,? she said contemptuously, waving a finger dismissively at his semi-erect shaft.*Nisha thought Meenakshi was laying it on thick. She wondered how Chris was handling the sight of Sanjay grunting and sweating as he fucked her and Meenakshi?s verbal abuse as she delighted in revealing Nisha?s ?unfaithfulness? to him.*?See how much he is enjoying fucking your wife!? Meenakshi mocked. ?I think he?s enjoying it nearly as much as she is. Come closer and watch how skilled a lover he is. Watch as he pleasures her in a way you can?t.?*Meenakshi led Chris behind Sanjay and told him to kneel on the cold stone floor. Then, unclipping the leash, she looped it around the foot of the sofa before reattaching it to Chris?s collar. Initially, he could see little more than Sanjay?s powerful buttocks as they clenched and unclenched with each firm thrust. But then, Sanjay raised one leg, resting his foot on the sofa to give Chris a better view of his wife?s defilement.*Sanjay?s cock was pumping hard, his cum-heavy balls swinging backwards and forwards, slapping against Nisha?s quivering buttocks with every deep thrust. Her inner thighs were soaked in her juices, and her moans and gasps of pleasure left Chris with no doubt about how much she was enjoying the experience.*Again, Meenakshi taunted Chris.*?Look at her, Chris! See how tightly her pussy is gripping Sanjay?s cock. I?m afraid nothing smaller will be good enough for her from now on. She might not admit it, but whenever you fuck her, she?ll wish it was his huge cock inside her, not yours.?*Leaving Chris and striding behind the sofa, Meenakshi leaned over, fascinated by how Nisha?s body recoiled from each of Sanjay?s thrusts. As Meenakshi watched, seks hikaye Nisha rolled back her eyes and opened her mouth, massaging her dark nipples with one hand and her clitoris with the other, apparently in a world of her own.*Meenakshi put her arm around her husband?s neck and drew his head towards hers. They kissed as Sanjay continued pounding Nisha over the arm of the seat. Meenakshi knew he must feel powerful and desirable kissing his wife as he fucked another woman, especially knowing the woman?s husband was still watching on enviously.*?Are you ready to cum yet, Sanjay?? Meenakshi asked concernedly, gently wiping the sweat from her husband?s brow with the back of her hand.*?No, I?m going to make her cum first,? Sanjay grunted without slowing his cadence. ?I want to feel her pussy throbbing around my cock, and hear her moan as I bring her off.?*?Then let me help you, Meree Jaan,? Meenakshi said, kissing her husband?s cheek and stroking his hair. ?I?ll help make her cum quickly. I know how desperate you are to unload your balls into her cheating pussy.?*Meenakshi walked purposefully around the coffee table, picking up Nisha?s vibrator. Then, kneeling on the sofa next to Nisha?s head, she crawled over her friend?s body, reverse-straddling Nisha to pinion her between her thighs.*Had Nisha opened her eyes, she would have seen nothing more than Meenakshi?s slim, firm bottom hovering inches above her face. But by now, she had reached a state of pre-orgasmic bliss. Her eyes were closed, her breathing shallow, and her face exuded a calm serenity. Even the way she softly massaged her rippling breasts and pinched her nipples was more akin to a woman in the throes of an erotic dream than one receiving a hard fucking. But for her gentle moans and half-smile, it might have seemed that Nisha was utterly unaware of the pounding to which Sanjay was subjecting her.*Meenakshi put the vibrator down on the arm of the sofa and moved her face to within inches of Nisha?s pussy. Then, resting her chin on Nisha?s trimmed mound, she watched intently as Sanjay repeatedly entered her. Sometimes his cock noticeably bent as he began his thrust before it straightened and continued deep into Nisha?s wet hole. Each stab was accompanied by a deliciously moist squelch as her pussy welcomed him inside.*Eventually, Sanjay pulled out entirely, and after slapping Nisha?s clit with his heavy meat, he proffered his cock to his wife.*Meenakshi could see Nisha?s silvery juices along the length of Sanjay?s cock, and his thick, circumcised tip glinting in the firelight. She grabbed Sanjay by the root and greedily thrust his cock into her mouth, briefly savouring the sweetness of her friend?s pussy on her tongue before removing his dick from her mouth and guiding it back into Nisha?s waiting hole.*Again, Meenakshi rested her chin on Nisha?s mound, firmly licking her clitoris as Sanjay continued fucking her with only his bulbous tip.*Nisha and Meenakshi had talked candidly about their sex lives for years and had sometimes mildly flirted with one another when drunk. But until then, they had never touched one another sexually, and, to Nisha, it felt dirty and taboo for her friend to be pleasuring her in this way. However, having her friend apply her experience and understanding of what every woman naturally craves was physically and emotionally thrilling, and Nisha began to feel her body respond. Once more, she felt goosebumps rise on her skin, and her body came alive, readying itself for its climax.*Meenakshi reached for the vibrator. Switching it onto its most powerful setting, she licked saliva onto the tip, then pressed it firmly onto Nisha?s clitoris as Sanjay filled her hole again in one long, slow thrust.*The intense pulse of the vibrator, coupled with Sanjay?s deep thrust, roused Nisha from her trance. Immediately, her eyes jerked wide open, and she took several sharp intakes of breath. Then, she felt her body involuntarily twist and convulse as the acute sensations between her legs instantly shot up her spine. Pinned to the cushions by Meenakshi, there was little she could do to assuage the overwhelming clitoral stimulation except for wail and squirm helplessly as Sanjay and Meenakshi continued their two-pronged assault on her pussy.*Nisha had never felt an orgasm build so quickly. Immediately, her body juddered, and her climax took over, her moans of pleasure intensifying as waves of rapture engulfed her. With neither Sanjay nor Meenakshi desisting in their efforts, her orgasms kept coming until she was utterly spent, her legs quivering uncontrollably, on the sofa.*Sanjay had been holding back but watching Nisha?s orgasm and feeling her pussy grip his cock as she reached her climax quickly brought him to the point of no return. Meenakshi recognised the signs that her husband was about to cum and enthusiastically urged him on.*?Yes, Sanjay, cum in her pussy. Give her every drop of your thick, creamy spunk,? Meenakshi cried, quickly climbing off Nisha, unclipping Chris?s leash and cuffs, and pulling him up by the collar to see the moment of his wife?s insemination.*Chris watched on helplessly as Sanjay drove his cock into Nisha, and, with a series of grunts and curses, his orgasm commenced. Sanjay?s cock twitched and pulsed with every thick rope he pumped into Nisha, and as he partially withdrew before driving another load into her, Chris could see Sanjay?s long shaft was already thickly coated in both their juices.*?Oh God, Chris!? Meenakshi cried. ?Look at all that sperm! That?s the same potent seed that knocked me up twice, and now it?s flooding your wife?s pussy. How does that make you feel, to know her body is now sucking his rich seed deep into her womb? I hope she remembered to bring her contraceptives. If not, there might be a Desi baby growing inside her by tomorrow. How would you feel about that, huh??*Chris said nothing. He was transfixed by the sight of his wife, passive and unresisting, as Sanjay squeezed the last drops of ejaculate from his cock using the tips of his fingers. Finally, he withdrew, flicked a final droplet of cum onto Nisha?s bush and sank back exhausted into an armchair before grabbing a wet wipe to clean his dripping cock.*Once more, Nisha felt the cold draught on her hot, gaping pussy as a thick stream of semen slowly escaped and dribbled down her cleft.*?Now, clean it up,? Meenakshi ordered Chris. ?But don?t swallow it. Instead, feed it to your wife when you?re finished. Let her taste Sanjay?s lovely, creamy mess too.?*The gentle warmth of Chris?s tongue was soothing on Nisha?s battered pussy as he knelt between her legs and began to clean her up. She tried to squeeze out as much as possible, but her body was exhausted, and she knew there would still be much more semen buried deep within her soft folds.*Also realising this, Meenakshi pushed Chris to one side, took Nisha?s hands and pulled her up until she was half-sitting on the arm of the chair with her feet wide apart on the floor. With Nisha now upright, gravity took effect, and she felt Sanjay?s cum pooling inside her and flowing to her entrance. As Chris resumed his clean-up duties, Nisha gathered her remaining strength and queefed a long, hot stream of semen onto her husband?s waiting tongue.*?Oh, yes!? Meenakshi cried with delight. ?That?s right; squeeze it into his pathetic, cuckold mouth. Let him taste the salty spunk of your lover straight from your used pussy.?*Nisha felt uncomfortable taking part in Chris?s humiliation. Still, she allowed him to continue cleaning up Sanjay?s mess, enjoying his soft tongue flicking at her entrance as he scooped out as much cum as he could. Besides, the enthusiasm with which Chris undertook the task indicated that he was enjoying it at least as much as she was.*Eventually, when Chris had completed his task and stood up, Nisha flopped back onto the sofa, ready to take Sanjay?s cum in her mouth. But, as her husband approached, she realised it was the first time she had seen his face since the swap began. Anxious that the experience of watching her being fucked might be proving too much for him, she studied his face carefully for signs of distress or anxiety.*But Nisha needn?t have worried. As Chris straddled her, his mouth full of the other man?s sperm, he gave her a wink and smiled with his eyes. Then, reaching down, he kissed Nisha deeply, dripping Sanjay?s hot, creamy seed from his tongue onto hers.*As Chris drew away, Nisha opened her mouth and showed Meenakshi the large, cloudy reservoir of sperm and saliva at the back of her throat.*?Good. Now swallow it,? Meenakshi ordered, watching eagerly to see whether Nisha would be as obedient as her husband and accede uncomplainingly to her demands.*With a slight wince, Nisha swallowed the load in one. Then, opening her mouth, she offered Meenakshi evidence of her full compliance before she slowly stood up and retreated to an armchair to recover her strength.*Meenakshi smiled broadly. She had long anticipated dominating and humiliating Chris, but she had never dreamed that Nisha would also be such a willing submissive. It seemed she would have even more fun tonight than she had thought.*She walked to the coffee table and picked up Chris?s butt plug before waving it in front of his face.*?Chris - I?ve still not cum, and you?re going to bring me off soon by fucking my tight little arsehole. But before that, you need to earn the privilege of fucking me. Now bend over,? Meenakshi scolded, pointing to the sofa.*Chris obediently knelt on the edge of the sofa, spread his knees, and pressed his face against the backrest, preparing himself for the discomfort as Meenakshi inserted the thick toy. She covered the plug in lube, using the surplus to prime Chris?s tight bum hole with her fingers. Then, Meenakshi climbed onto the sofa and turned to face Nisha and Sanjay as they sat, watching expectantly from their armchairs. She swung one foot over Chris?s body and stood astride him, spanking his bum cheeks with one hand as she held the butt plug aloft in the other.*Eventually, Meenakshi lined it up at Chris?s opening and began to press. She could hear Chris?s breathing quicken as she eased the tip in gently, then pushed it further, twisting with every ounce of additional pressure. Chris moaned as the thickest part of the plug momentarily stretched him too far, but the sting didn?t last long, and his anus soon greedily swallowed the remainder of the heavy silicone bulb.*Meenakshi climbed from the sofa, spanked Chris twice more, and knelt on the floor behind his open legs. She took his stiff cock and pulled it back between his thighs, milking the pre-cum from its tip. She was delighted as, with each firm squeeze from root to tip, another long, silvery string dropped to the leather seat.*She gripped Chris?s cock more firmly, vigorously wanking him until she saw his balls tighten and felt his cock pulse urgently in her hand. Then, just as he was about to cum, Meenakshi released his cock, denying him the orgasm he desperately needed and making him howl with frustration as his emergent orgasm subsided.*Time after time, Meenakshi brought Chris to the brink. It was apparent how desperate he was becoming, but Meenakshi wanted to keep him waiting, and besides, she still hadn?t tormented his balls, full and heavy inside their wrinkled sack.*She moved her mouth upwards, licking both testicles roughly before sucking one deep into her mouth. It felt hard and smooth as she rolled it around her tongue. Next, she sucked it hard as she moved her head away, stretching his scrotum as far as it would go before releasing it. She did the same with the other before; opening her mouth wide, she simultaneously took both balls in her mouth.*Chris was writhing in agony and ecstasy as Meenakshi continued her ball play. Sometimes she gripped them firmly between her teeth, increasing the pressure until Chris?s yelps of pain told her he had reached his pain threshold. Other times, she grasped the top of his sack between her thumb and forefinger, squeezed his balls tight and spanked them roughly with her fingertips.*Despite the searing pain, Chris was disappointed when Meenakshi eventually stopped and ordered him to stand up.*Taking his place on the sofa, kneeling with her arms and face resting on the backrest, Meenakshi readied herself for Chris?s cock.*?Remove my butt plug, fuck my arsehole and make me cum,? she ordered. ?I want my husband to see that I can take a cock in my arsehole, even if it is a smaller, thinner, and frankly, less impressive cock than his. And I want your selfish wife to watch your cum squirting into my arsehole. Then, maybe she?ll think twice about denying you anal sex in future, the selfish bitch.?*With her cheek pressed against the sofa?s backrest, Meenakshi could see Sanjay watching from his chair. She knew he would be envious that she was about to be fucked by another man, but since he had already emptied himself into Nisha, Meenakshi didn?t have any qualms about allowing Chris to do the same to her. And she knew that Nisha, watching from the other armchair, would be equally jealous when she saw how much Meenakshi was enjoying using Chris?s cock for her anal pleasure.*Indeed, Nisha was envious. Maybe Meenakshi was right. Perhaps she had been selfish, not allowing Chris to fuck her that way. Had she done so, and had she not craved Sanjay?s longer, thicker cock instead, Chris would have remained the one-woman man he had always been. Then, his cock wouldn?t be dripping with anticipation as he prepared to mount another woman; it would be hot and hard for her instead.*But then she looked at Sanjay, sitting opposite her, stroking himself erect again. Immediately she felt her pussy tingle at the thought that the next hole that monster cock fucked would be her anus. Having experienced the pleasure of Sanjay?s cock in her arsehole once, there was no way she would deny herself on a misguided, jealous impulse. So she quickly decided that if watching Chris take Meenakshi was the price of getting Sanjay?s cock inside her again, it was a price she was more than willing to pay.