If they were asked, there is no doubt that Zoya and Salman would have considered themselves a modern liberated couple. However, before the events described here, they were really much more conventional than they would have cared to admit! Both worked in the financial world, and when they had met at the wedding of her cousin Salim to his cousin Zara, they had immediately hit it off. They were regularly dating within two weeks soon they were in love. At this time, each had only had two previous sexual experiences, which in both cases involved one longish relationship and one short-lived holiday romance. Their parents readily and willingly consented for their wedding.
Six months later, they moved in together -- a new experience for both of them. Eighteen months after that they married, as they had decided to start a family. At this time Zoya was 26 and Salman 33. After the excitement of the wedding, they were disappointed when Zoya did not fall pregnant. A further year on and tests revealed Salman's very low sperm count as the reason. The specialist advised that there might be some chance of in vitro fertilization, and put Zoya on a course of fertility drugs, so that he would have a good collection of eggs to work with. The harvesting was scheduled for the month after they returned from a holiday in Goa with two other couples: Ramita and Sumit, and Payal and Rajan.
Zoya and Salman had become friendly with the two couples over the previous 6-8 months. Sumit worked with Zoya and Payal with Salman, and they had met up coincidentally at after-work drinks. Very soon they were meeting socially a couple of times a week. Zoya and Salman were fascinated by the continual sexual innuendoes that peppered the conversation of the other four, and by the open manner in which the two men openly fondled legs, buttocks and breasts of the other man's wife. She and Salman often discussed this and gradually came to the conclusion that since it was normal for some sort of boredom to set in this too was perhaps equally normal. ' Do you think they swap?' she had asked Salman. 'How do I know? But they might be. I mean, you open the paper, the magazines, the net. .its not uncommon.' Salman had replied. 'But not so common either.' Zoya had said. 'Well, I am sure that since you are prettier than both of them, they would love to fuck you.'
"Aw come on!' Zoya had blushed and had said nothing more. This had excited Salman tremendously. Ramita and Payal were both 36 years old at this time, while their husbands were some 7 or 8 years older. Both couples had three children aged between 10 and 14. Ramita was the typical South Indian, slightly chubby but curvy in all the right places, and wore tops that put lots of cleavage on display. She was not fat, just buxom. Payal was taller, fairer and slender, looking rather like a model. She had quite small tits, probably A-cup if she ever wore bras, which was not often. She wore tight tops which emphasized her braless state, and her hard nipple points were often visible.
Both were inclined to wear short skirts or tight shorts that revealed large expanses of leg. Gradually, Sumit and Rajan took increasing liberties with Zoya too, putting their arms around her,brushing against her tits and patting her backside as they kissed her which was when they arrived or left. Ramita and Payal were almost like their husbands in touching Salman when talking with him, and in hugging him when kissing goodbye. From various comments, especially relating to earlier joint holidays, Salman and Zoya strongly suspected that the other two couples did some wife-swapping at least, if not involved in wider swinging activities. In their love-making, Salman and Zoya came to share fantasies about swinging with the other two couples.
They play-acted by using the names of the others. Zoya would masturbate in front of Salman, asking him how he liked to watch his little wife "making it with Sumit (or Rajan)." Salman told her to be as active as Payal and Ramita in greeting the other two men.They shared confessions with each other about the kissing or mild petting that had occurred with the others. Their love making reached new heights as a result of the arousal generated by these fantasies, and each started to wonder whether, just maybe, the fantasies might not one day come true. Then one evening, Zoya had a girls' night out with Ramita and Payal. They drank a lot of wine which loosened Zoya's inhibitions.
She became quite vocal and shared with the other two her disappointment at Salman's near-infertility. "That was never my problem," laughed Payal. "One burst condom -- just once -- and we had to get married to make an honest woman of me. And two more kids arrived not long after." "Much the same with us," Ramita added. "I couldn't afford to wash Sumit's underpants together with my panties in case something leaked across!" Payal continued: "It was so difficult to get these guys to take responsibility! It took a long time to convince Sumit to have a vasectomy, so that I did not have to panic each month." "Did he agree then?" asked Zoya. "Eventually!" replied Payal, as Ramita immediately interjected: "Yes, I had exactly the same problem... I think these men think that if they can't make babies then they've lost their masculinity.
I had to drag Rajan to the doctor with the threat of denying him any pussy (as if I could!) unless he cooperated." "Well it's nice to know that they ultimately agreed," commented Zoya. But then the conversation moved on to another topic. It was one evening when Ramita told Sumit about their meeting with Zoya and how she was kind of upset because she could not conceive and that they were considering in vitro fertilization. 'That's sad.' agreed Sumit. 'I have an idea.' Said Ramita ' Why put Zoya through all this? They are our good friends and you have a nice dick. Why don't you just fuck her and make her pregnant? You men are all the same. No sooner did I say this that I can see your cock getting hard. ''Shut up!' Sumit said good humouredly. 'Of course she is pretty...' 'Not only is she pretty she has a lovely pussy and great pair of boobs too.' Ramita said. 'How do you know that?' 'I had gone to her place once. Salman was not there and she was bathing, so I waited.
She emerged, fully nude and the best thing was she was not at all self conscious about her nudity. ' 'Absolutely cool. How long did she remain that way?' 'She is not a nudist. So naturally she dressed almost immediately but it did not bother her much that I had seen her nude. I even complimented her. You too should if you see her nude.' 'You think that if I visit her when she is bathing she will come out nude?' Sumit asked tongue in cheek. 'That's not what I meant. I mean if ever you see her nude.' 'So, how should we go about it? Seriously I mean? Sumit asked her. 'As such you ignore everything I say but if it's a matter of fucking a girl, you are showing all seriousness.
OK! We can go on a holiday and there while inhibitions are lost, you can fuck her. Of Course, I will have to let Salman fuck me too if he wants to. Its another thing that I won't conceive whereas Zoya will.' 'While the concept appears to be good, but don't you think its kind of odd. I mean to say that my position will be somewhat akin to that of a stud. Someone who is used to impregnate. Na?' Sumit said. 'My! You are getting all emotional. Look, nothing is good or bad. Our thoughts make them so. Why am I telling you to do it? Firstly you are a skilful lover. Secondly you are healthy and thirdly they need it. Suppose we don't do this and you don't fuck her. Then? How will she get pregnant.
They will have to go to a doctor, who will take sperm from some unknown guy, plant it inside her etc. If you follow what I say she and Salman will have a baby without all these medical hassles. We are mature enough to keep this to ourselves. The baby will be lucky to have not two but four parents. He will be your and Zoya's child but ours too.' 'Lets see how things proceed.' Sumit said uncertainly. 'Of course.' She kissed her husband Zoya of course had not told Salman that she had expressed her disappointment with the other two. However she did tell that Sumit and Ramita had been having sex before marriage as well. 'I must say they are cool.' Salman commented. 'So what? Had I not restrained you, you too were more than keen to fuck me.' Just a week later came the invitation to join the others for a two-week holiday.
They had booked a holiday apartment in Goa, and there was room for a third couple. Both Salman and Zoya felt little thrills running through them as they pondered on the possibilities offered by two weeks in the same flat as Ramita and Sumit, Payal and Rajan. Back home in bed, they talked it through. In one sense they wondered whether they were getting into a position they might find hard to handle, but they also did not want to miss a chance of trying out their fantasies for real. "Do you think they might try something on with us" wondered Zoya a little breathlessly. Salman did not share with her the fact that both Ramita and Payal had cornered him during the evening, and had rubbed his crotch while whispering something like: "I hope you agree to join us... we could have so much fun." All Salman said was: "it's possible... does it scare you that our fantasies could happen?" "It scares me a little, but it's also thrilling to play such a dangerous game."
Six months later, they moved in together -- a new experience for both of them. Eighteen months after that they married, as they had decided to start a family. At this time Zoya was 26 and Salman 33. After the excitement of the wedding, they were disappointed when Zoya did not fall pregnant. A further year on and tests revealed Salman's very low sperm count as the reason. The specialist advised that there might be some chance of in vitro fertilization, and put Zoya on a course of fertility drugs, so that he would have a good collection of eggs to work with. The harvesting was scheduled for the month after they returned from a holiday in Goa with two other couples: Ramita and Sumit, and Payal and Rajan.
Zoya and Salman had become friendly with the two couples over the previous 6-8 months. Sumit worked with Zoya and Payal with Salman, and they had met up coincidentally at after-work drinks. Very soon they were meeting socially a couple of times a week. Zoya and Salman were fascinated by the continual sexual innuendoes that peppered the conversation of the other four, and by the open manner in which the two men openly fondled legs, buttocks and breasts of the other man's wife. She and Salman often discussed this and gradually came to the conclusion that since it was normal for some sort of boredom to set in this too was perhaps equally normal. ' Do you think they swap?' she had asked Salman. 'How do I know? But they might be. I mean, you open the paper, the magazines, the net. .its not uncommon.' Salman had replied. 'But not so common either.' Zoya had said. 'Well, I am sure that since you are prettier than both of them, they would love to fuck you.'
"Aw come on!' Zoya had blushed and had said nothing more. This had excited Salman tremendously. Ramita and Payal were both 36 years old at this time, while their husbands were some 7 or 8 years older. Both couples had three children aged between 10 and 14. Ramita was the typical South Indian, slightly chubby but curvy in all the right places, and wore tops that put lots of cleavage on display. She was not fat, just buxom. Payal was taller, fairer and slender, looking rather like a model. She had quite small tits, probably A-cup if she ever wore bras, which was not often. She wore tight tops which emphasized her braless state, and her hard nipple points were often visible.
Both were inclined to wear short skirts or tight shorts that revealed large expanses of leg. Gradually, Sumit and Rajan took increasing liberties with Zoya too, putting their arms around her,brushing against her tits and patting her backside as they kissed her which was when they arrived or left. Ramita and Payal were almost like their husbands in touching Salman when talking with him, and in hugging him when kissing goodbye. From various comments, especially relating to earlier joint holidays, Salman and Zoya strongly suspected that the other two couples did some wife-swapping at least, if not involved in wider swinging activities. In their love-making, Salman and Zoya came to share fantasies about swinging with the other two couples.
They play-acted by using the names of the others. Zoya would masturbate in front of Salman, asking him how he liked to watch his little wife "making it with Sumit (or Rajan)." Salman told her to be as active as Payal and Ramita in greeting the other two men.They shared confessions with each other about the kissing or mild petting that had occurred with the others. Their love making reached new heights as a result of the arousal generated by these fantasies, and each started to wonder whether, just maybe, the fantasies might not one day come true. Then one evening, Zoya had a girls' night out with Ramita and Payal. They drank a lot of wine which loosened Zoya's inhibitions.
She became quite vocal and shared with the other two her disappointment at Salman's near-infertility. "That was never my problem," laughed Payal. "One burst condom -- just once -- and we had to get married to make an honest woman of me. And two more kids arrived not long after." "Much the same with us," Ramita added. "I couldn't afford to wash Sumit's underpants together with my panties in case something leaked across!" Payal continued: "It was so difficult to get these guys to take responsibility! It took a long time to convince Sumit to have a vasectomy, so that I did not have to panic each month." "Did he agree then?" asked Zoya. "Eventually!" replied Payal, as Ramita immediately interjected: "Yes, I had exactly the same problem... I think these men think that if they can't make babies then they've lost their masculinity.
I had to drag Rajan to the doctor with the threat of denying him any pussy (as if I could!) unless he cooperated." "Well it's nice to know that they ultimately agreed," commented Zoya. But then the conversation moved on to another topic. It was one evening when Ramita told Sumit about their meeting with Zoya and how she was kind of upset because she could not conceive and that they were considering in vitro fertilization. 'That's sad.' agreed Sumit. 'I have an idea.' Said Ramita ' Why put Zoya through all this? They are our good friends and you have a nice dick. Why don't you just fuck her and make her pregnant? You men are all the same. No sooner did I say this that I can see your cock getting hard. ''Shut up!' Sumit said good humouredly. 'Of course she is pretty...' 'Not only is she pretty she has a lovely pussy and great pair of boobs too.' Ramita said. 'How do you know that?' 'I had gone to her place once. Salman was not there and she was bathing, so I waited.
She emerged, fully nude and the best thing was she was not at all self conscious about her nudity. ' 'Absolutely cool. How long did she remain that way?' 'She is not a nudist. So naturally she dressed almost immediately but it did not bother her much that I had seen her nude. I even complimented her. You too should if you see her nude.' 'You think that if I visit her when she is bathing she will come out nude?' Sumit asked tongue in cheek. 'That's not what I meant. I mean if ever you see her nude.' 'So, how should we go about it? Seriously I mean? Sumit asked her. 'As such you ignore everything I say but if it's a matter of fucking a girl, you are showing all seriousness.
OK! We can go on a holiday and there while inhibitions are lost, you can fuck her. Of Course, I will have to let Salman fuck me too if he wants to. Its another thing that I won't conceive whereas Zoya will.' 'While the concept appears to be good, but don't you think its kind of odd. I mean to say that my position will be somewhat akin to that of a stud. Someone who is used to impregnate. Na?' Sumit said. 'My! You are getting all emotional. Look, nothing is good or bad. Our thoughts make them so. Why am I telling you to do it? Firstly you are a skilful lover. Secondly you are healthy and thirdly they need it. Suppose we don't do this and you don't fuck her. Then? How will she get pregnant.
They will have to go to a doctor, who will take sperm from some unknown guy, plant it inside her etc. If you follow what I say she and Salman will have a baby without all these medical hassles. We are mature enough to keep this to ourselves. The baby will be lucky to have not two but four parents. He will be your and Zoya's child but ours too.' 'Lets see how things proceed.' Sumit said uncertainly. 'Of course.' She kissed her husband Zoya of course had not told Salman that she had expressed her disappointment with the other two. However she did tell that Sumit and Ramita had been having sex before marriage as well. 'I must say they are cool.' Salman commented. 'So what? Had I not restrained you, you too were more than keen to fuck me.' Just a week later came the invitation to join the others for a two-week holiday.
They had booked a holiday apartment in Goa, and there was room for a third couple. Both Salman and Zoya felt little thrills running through them as they pondered on the possibilities offered by two weeks in the same flat as Ramita and Sumit, Payal and Rajan. Back home in bed, they talked it through. In one sense they wondered whether they were getting into a position they might find hard to handle, but they also did not want to miss a chance of trying out their fantasies for real. "Do you think they might try something on with us" wondered Zoya a little breathlessly. Salman did not share with her the fact that both Ramita and Payal had cornered him during the evening, and had rubbed his crotch while whispering something like: "I hope you agree to join us... we could have so much fun." All Salman said was: "it's possible... does it scare you that our fantasies could happen?" "It scares me a little, but it's also thrilling to play such a dangerous game."