When we had picked our beads and returned, the girls went and picked theirs. When we were back together Rita said: "Everyone listen, stand in a line show the bead on your palm, change places accordingly, drop all your clothes and go hug hug and kiss the partner. From then on you are on your own, no one needs to tell you what you are to do, no one will interfere. Morning we will all get together for breakfast; we will go swimming, walking or anything you all want. The whole day too you are free to do what you want with your partners."

We opened our palms. Rita had red, Rahul had red. Munaf had a green, Nasreen had a green. Rana had yellow, Juhi had a yellow. So it was me paired with Fez. She stood before me, shedding off her leather outfit. I did away with mine. We hugged and kissed. It was as if an electricty passed through our bodies as our lips met, melted into each other. She moaned softly, nostril flaring and red. I broke away, not because I wanted to because I needed to. I wanted to take her in a manner befitting a majestic woman, make love to her. Slow soft love that would build up its crescendo like a beautiful Mozart piece and end in volcanic eruptions inside our bodies.

She had apparently chosen a spot for us, she lead me to a corner that was a little more isolated than others, the dim light from the moon fell against the white wall on the other side and illuminated the corner softly. We could see each other clearly once the eyes got adjusted to the light. She asked me to wait while she went to a room and brought back two pillows and a soft blanket. Main leta hua that us ne mere sar ke neeche ek pillow khiska diya aur who bhi lait gayi.

Main uski taraf palta, apna sar apne haath par sahara dekar zara aisi position main aaya ke main use dekh sakoon. Who chat ki taraf dekh rahi thi, mujhe is tarah uthe dekh kar meri atarf dekhne lagi. "Kya?"

"Aaj hum ek doosre ko cheeye tak nahi. When so many things have happened this evening."

"Not true, main ne tumhare lund ko sehlaya hai ek baar." Her white teeth showed through her smile.

"Arey, usey bhi koi hisaab mein leta hai. Jahan log ek doosre ke ras mein madhosh hue jaa rahein, jahan we were cumming like never before, tu ek touch ko kahan le baithi."

"Kya tumhe lagta tha we did not do anything?"

"Wanted to ask you about that, what happened?"

"When?"

"While Rana was drinking away from your sweet well."

"What happened then?"

"You were looking at me and laga jaise ke something fantastic happened. I can't put my finger on it, I can't exactly say what?"

"Me too, magar Raj. What ever happened was the most beautiful thing. Aur it was something that should need no explanation. If you have to ask me, or I have to ask you then the magic would go away. Maybe someday we will know, we will realise what happened, understand its significance..."

"Yeah there are better times to philosophize. Can I?" The last words were with my hand hovering over her breasts, wanting to touch her.

"You have to ask?" She took my hand and placed it on her tit. Firm and warm, they felt heavenly. "Kiss them."

I leaned forward, brnging my lips to the rock hard nipples. They tasted nice, they felt nice. I sucked at them as she drew long deliberate breaths. I kissed and nibbled at the other one and kissed her cleavage and throat. Her tits crushed against my chest, her hand reached out to my throbbing cock.

"Chodo mujhe Raj."

I did not another invitation. I spread her legs and entered the most beautiful cunt I have seen, she drew a sharp breath and pulled my lips to hers. Saans phool rahi thi, uski halaq mein se moans mere moon mein stiffle ho rahe the. Main elbows par sahara le kar usey pump kar raha tha. Who apne hont mere hont se juda nahin karne deti. Main saans lene ki liye hat ta aur who phir mujhe apne hont se see leti. Uski saans bhi bahot phool rahi thi. Her nostril were flaring, her breathing was noisy.

From the other part of the room I heard Rita's moans, then Nasreens screams. I heard several noises of bodies slapping against bodies. I pulled her lips away from me and lightly bit her lips. "I want to see you. Meri ankaon mein ankein daal." I panted to her. She looked at me and once again I felt that magic clang as our eyes locked. My hands were partly on her tits, kneading and rubbng the nipples. Our eyes were locked.

I could feel the length of my cock dig into her deep, could feel every nerve inside her vagina. Mere lund par jaise lakhaon aur sensitive nerves ug aaye the. She began to moan as an orgasm approached her. Louder and louder and then clutched me, her eyes begging me to kiss her. She had this fetish probably about kiss, or was it with just me, she had not forced Munaf's lips on her. I let that though go for now. Her body was stiffening and I felt my cock being flooded as she came. Her pussy throbbed, her whole body throbbed and shook. I kept pumping her through it.

When she calmed a little I began to slow down. I leaned forward to hold her face and felt her temples wet. I looked at her, tears were flowing from eyes. I stopped, my body barely moving, her hips began to gyrate. "Hey ro rahi ho, kya baat hai."

"Don't ask Raj, please don't ask. Just fuck baby. Bas chodo mujhe jitne baar ho sake chodo."

"That I will, but why ro rahi ho?"

"Maybe someday. Kiss karo mujhe, kiss karte raho mujhe, suck my nipple, bite them hard. Make me bleed. Just chodo Raj. Wait let me come on top."

She looked even lovelier, more majestic on top, well lit by moon light. Her firm tits pointed upwards and jiggled as she rose and fell on me. After a while she was just sitting on me, impaled on my cock and gyrated her hips, squishing, spraying our mixed juices all over. We picked our tempo, she was back again under me and this time I fell in love with her, sexually that is. Her whole body shook under the impact of the thrusts, her tits jiggles, her mouth lost some of the control, saliva escaped from the corners of her mouth, tears flowed from her eyes, and even her kajesty was gone as her nose flowed. She was for once in my life just a woman. A plain woman submerged in lust.

Her wails were as loud as some of the others from others parts of the living room. And we came together. Breathing hard like we had run a mile in a record time and lips, wet slipper, warm and swollen on each other as we gave each our our juices, as we drank each other's saliva. "Faiz, Faiz, Faiz." I kept mumbling.

When she had fallen back on her back and me on mine, when her uncontrollable breathing had begun to take some form of normalcy, when her fluids had subsided, she opened her eyes. "I need to go wash up a little. Come with me."

"What kya mera semen itna kharaab hai ke you want to wash it off so quickly."

"Not that Raj. Main toh choot ko ghat bund rakha hai ke kahin beh na jaaye. Aur anyway, is bag main aur bhi toh bahot hoga. Kya aur dene ka irada nahin hai?"

"Yaar agar jo uski khadar na kare toh usey kyon dein."

"Khadar karti hoon, more than you know, will ever know. Aur kya, chalo next time cum in my mouth. Fuck me and when you are about to cum let me know I will show you then kita khadar karti hoon."

We got up and made our way to the bathroom in the guest room. We only passed Nasreen being fucked from behind by Munaf, who looked at us and gave us a wink. The harsh light in the bathroom made me blink. I adjusted and saw in such a sordid shape Fez was in, her hair was in disarray, her face was a mess, her nose still flowed, her lipstick was nearly gone. A bite mark on her nipple was now a red bruise. Semen was flowing down her thigs. But she still looked lovely. She washed her face with cool water. I stood there in front of her and peed into the bowl. She stopped for a moment from her washing and looked as a powerful stream splashed into the water in the toilet.

She was as uninhibited as I was and sat down on the bowl and I heard her pee hitting the inside of the bowl. The only diffrence was she used tissue to clean herself afterwards. She went into the bathtub and stood under the shower, letting the water fall on her body and flow down. I joined her, behind her, rubbing her tits, massaging them, her tummy and reaching over her to her pussy. She leaned agaisnt me, we both were wet.

We came out of the tub, Her makeup was gone, her skin was clear of all applications. I realised, her skin had a even glow all over. Whereas Rita's or any other woman's skin covered by clothes would have been pale a little lifeless, hers shone all over. Her lips looked even more seductive without the color she kept wrapped them in. I kissed her lightly. We dried with a towel she got from a cabinet and throwing to one corner walked out.

Nasreen and Munaf were lying side by side. We stopped for a minute there, told them they could use the bathroom now if they wanted. I leaned closer to Nasreen and said: "You seemed to be enjoying it, I just wondered how you would be screaming if here was one in the pussy and one in ass."

She laughed. "That would be awsome, oh boy."

As I returned to Fez, she asked: "What would be awsome?"

I laughed. "Oh I was telling Nasreen how she was enjoying one cock, and what would she do if she had two, one in both holes."

"You would like to be with her, would like to be the second no?"

"Are not we here for that Fez?"

"Can you ask you something? Don't call me Fez, call me Faiz, always."

"Sure Faiz. I thought you hated when I called you that."

"Raj, there are so many things that you never really know, na? Batao mujhe. How would like most to fuck me. I mean, what would be first preference, blowjob, pussy fuck, ass fuck or eating me."

"Oh Faiz, that is the catch 22 sawal. Honest?"

"Of course." We were actually whispering, I don't know why but we were.

"That is the most hard to make up the mind on. I think I can leave ass to the last, reluctantly. But how do you decide on the order of other three? I would love to eat that beautiful pussy, spend all night doing just that.