Our sex life had improved significantly in the next few weeks, not that it was bad earlier. Given that we were enjoying our married sex life much better now, I was not sure if it would be good idea to pursue the swapping (or rather the mistress) idea.
Mansi was settling in nicely with her new job. Her new job was quite demanding and she being a hard worker took it in her stride. Moreover, my consulting job kept me away for 4 days, keeping her fully occupied with her new job. Our move to Emeryville happened middle of June and we started liking the place. Rohini and Rahul kept away from us for some time, primarily to give Mansi more time to contemplate the affair. They even planned a separate trip for the July 4th weekend.
Rohini and I were constantly in touch and discussed the 'mistress' idea mainly. Although, my mind didn't quite agree with the idea, my heart was sold on it. I even started fantasizing of Rahul having sex with Mansi while we had sex. Every time we talked, Rohini urged me to bring up the topic of swap, to ensure that the topic remained on top of Mansi's head.
Rohini's strategy was working, as one day Mansi confessed that she found the idea very appealing but was not comfortable in taking the next step. Although, this was not new to me, it was the first time Mansi confessed this to me. I never pressurized her but let her know, in no uncertain terms, that I was not averse to the idea. I urged her to pursue it, if she desired, without worrying bout seeking my consent.
However, the progress was very slow and I was not sure if Mansi would bite the bullet. It had been more than three months since the theatre incident and nothing had happened after that. Rahul and Rohini visited us a handful of times but every time it was a friendly get-together. I, however, managed to savor a few intimate moments with Rohini. It was mostly at their place, while Rahul and Mansi were out enjoying their morning trail ride.
Mansi and Rahul loved riding and decided to rejuvenate their hobby for riding. Rohini and I tagged along on couple of occasions. I tried my hands at riding but very soon realized that riding was not for me. Rohini was pregnant and hence she couldn't ride so I usually stayed back behind with her. It was partly Rohini's idea that I didn't tag along and give them some privacy. So, soon they realized that decided to go by themselves on those mornings. I still remember how I managed to taste Rohini for the first time in their bed.
That morning Rahul & Mansi left very early, around 5:30 and were not supposed to return until about 9:00am or so.
I woke up at 6:30, freshened and headed towards the kitchen to fetch a glass of water. Rohini was already up and making tea for us. Already in her fifth month pregnancy, her tummy was showing quite some. I gently hugged her from behind and planted a kiss on her neck.
"Good morning," she said leaning into me and turning her face towards me.
I learned forward and kissed her lips, returning her gesture, and wished her, "Good morning!" My hands sneaked inside her top and gently kneaded her tummy. Her skin felt so smooth and even -- her tummy too had grown quite big despite her lean build. She, however, didn't put on weight in any undesirable areas. Her ass, though, had increased in size and widened a bit. I wondered if Rahul was screwing her ass, now that she was growing too big to indulge in vaginal sex. She let me fondle her as she carried on with her chores. Although, she realized that I wanted to do more than just knead her tummy. Having finished her chores, she turned around to face me and said, "Do you think anything would happen today?" she asked.
"Not unless, you desire so," I said -- my lips inching closer to hers. Her eyes closed and her lips parted to accommodate my invading tongue. It was a leisurely, yet passionate kiss that lasted for a few minutes. My hands roamed over her body initially and then my left hand rested on her right breast while I squeezed her fleshy butt with my right hand. Rohini didn't hesitate either in gripping my manhood under my pajamas. It was erect and ready to go, despite my last night (long) session with Mansi. Her kiss became forceful as she got hold of my erect dick underneath my pajamas. She had it wrapped in her fingers and still the head was peaking out. I am not so small after all, I thought to myself.
She broke the kiss and wiped her lips on my shirt. I had slobbered all over her mouth in the heat of the moment, most of which she had already gulped down.
"I am not talking about us," she said. Understanding that she was talking about something between Mansi and Rahul I responded, "I don't hope much."
"But you do wish, don't you?" she said tightening her grip on my manhood. I responded to her by leaning into her for another kiss. We moved to their bedroom after this. I helped her with the top and unhooked her bra in no time. This was the first time I saw her naked breasts. Her bust size had definitely increased but was still considerably lower than Mansi's bust size. I worked on each one of them for some time until her nipples were very erect and distended. Her nipples were much larger in comparison to her breast size -- one could easily slide a couple of small rings on her nipples. I wondered, if Rahul would transform Mansi's breast in a similar way.
She shed rest of her clothes and spread herself inviting me to eat her. Her dark lips were swollen and seemed much bigger now. I leaned between her legs and kissed her tummy just around the navel. Unlike Mansi, Rohini had a wheatish complexion -- a slightly darker shade of fair complexion. Mansi was extremely fair and had pinkish lips that drove me crazy every time we made love. The contrast definitely excited me.
I licked and sucked her for almost half an hour, until my jaw ached. After she was completely spent, I lay near her legs cleaning up the mess of liquids we had created. The bed sheet was soaking wet right below her ass.
"Don't worry," she said, "I will change the bed sheet after we are done."
"You are the best pussy licker," she exhaled catching her breath.
"Really?" saying that I moved up and lied next to her. Her eyes had a glazed look as she continued starring at the ceiling.
"Although, you are only the second person I am having sex with," she said, "I can say this confidently."
"What about Rahul?" I enquired.
"He is not good at it," she replied calmly.
"He doesn't need to!"
"He can make a woman orgasm by just penetrating her," she clarified.
"That is why you need to practice more of pussy licking," she said holding my erect penis in her hand.
"That way Mansi can have best of both the worlds!"
I turned towards her and kissed corners of her lips as she explained my future role to me. I never took her talk very seriously; I felt she was only trying to ensure that I don't intervene in Rahul's and Mansi's affairs. She turned towards me and let me kiss her while she jacked my penis.
I motioned to move on top of her during the kiss, although her tummy didn't allow me to completely lie down on her. Realizing that I had moved to penetrate her, she broke the kiss and said, "You realize that you haven't earned that privilege yet."
"Come on Rohini," I urged her, "don't be so mean!"
"When will I earn that privilege," I complained.
"As soon as Mansi lets Rahul mount her," she replied, her language full of sexual innuendo.
"Why don't you fellate me then," I pleaded.
"I can't," she responded, "till Mansi becomes Rahul's mistress."
"But then Mansi did fellate him," I reasoned.
"That because Mansi is willing to become his mistress!"
Her hand continued to gently jack me while we were exchanging words.
"You should be very happy that I let you kiss my lips," she said coyly. I understood that she meant both of her lips. It was amazing how much I enjoyed kissing her lips -- both of them. Her breath and taste of her pussy excited me tremendously. In fact, the first time I went down on her, I thought I might just ejaculate without even touching my penis.
I was gradually pumping as she held my manhood in her hands very close to her vagina.
"I can't wait to feel this inside me," she said as I continued my thrusts. I hoped I could get a feel for her tight pussy before she delivers a baby. Rahul might have already dilated her pussy and birth of baby would perhaps make it impossible for her to feel me after her delivery.
"But you are not doing anything to make this possible," she complained.
"What?" I asked puzzled by her complaint. My thrusting slowed down in response to it as well.
"What is your weekly frequency with Mansi?" she asked.
"I don't know," I said thinking for a second and then responded, "may be 6 or 7 times a week."
"You spend only 3 nights with her and yet so much sex?" she asked.
"We do it twice a day," I responded slowly see-sawing my penis through her fist.
"And how long does each session last?" she asked.
"Hmm... around 45 minutes to an hour," I said.
"Impossible!"
"You can't maintain this frequency and hope that Mansi succumbs to Rahul's advances," she reprimanded. I understood her point now.
"What do you recommend?" I asked encouraging her, perhaps just to please her. In my mind it was clear that if Mansi liked Rahul then she would have sex with him sooner or later. My having more sex with her didn't really matter. I knew that her sex drive was much stronger, so she could easily accommodate two studs, if required.
"Firstly, reduce the frequency to 3 or 4 per week," she said.
"Secondly, make a few sessions quickies."
Although, I was no match to Rahul (as per Rohini's explanation) in the sex department, I wasn't very bad either. I had a decent sized dick that had kept Mansi content and happy until that episode with Rahul. We also had pretty good sex regularly that lasted for some time. Even when I penetrated her, I never came within a few strokes, except on couple of occasions.
Mansi was settling in nicely with her new job. Her new job was quite demanding and she being a hard worker took it in her stride. Moreover, my consulting job kept me away for 4 days, keeping her fully occupied with her new job. Our move to Emeryville happened middle of June and we started liking the place. Rohini and Rahul kept away from us for some time, primarily to give Mansi more time to contemplate the affair. They even planned a separate trip for the July 4th weekend.
Rohini and I were constantly in touch and discussed the 'mistress' idea mainly. Although, my mind didn't quite agree with the idea, my heart was sold on it. I even started fantasizing of Rahul having sex with Mansi while we had sex. Every time we talked, Rohini urged me to bring up the topic of swap, to ensure that the topic remained on top of Mansi's head.
Rohini's strategy was working, as one day Mansi confessed that she found the idea very appealing but was not comfortable in taking the next step. Although, this was not new to me, it was the first time Mansi confessed this to me. I never pressurized her but let her know, in no uncertain terms, that I was not averse to the idea. I urged her to pursue it, if she desired, without worrying bout seeking my consent.
However, the progress was very slow and I was not sure if Mansi would bite the bullet. It had been more than three months since the theatre incident and nothing had happened after that. Rahul and Rohini visited us a handful of times but every time it was a friendly get-together. I, however, managed to savor a few intimate moments with Rohini. It was mostly at their place, while Rahul and Mansi were out enjoying their morning trail ride.
Mansi and Rahul loved riding and decided to rejuvenate their hobby for riding. Rohini and I tagged along on couple of occasions. I tried my hands at riding but very soon realized that riding was not for me. Rohini was pregnant and hence she couldn't ride so I usually stayed back behind with her. It was partly Rohini's idea that I didn't tag along and give them some privacy. So, soon they realized that decided to go by themselves on those mornings. I still remember how I managed to taste Rohini for the first time in their bed.
That morning Rahul & Mansi left very early, around 5:30 and were not supposed to return until about 9:00am or so.
I woke up at 6:30, freshened and headed towards the kitchen to fetch a glass of water. Rohini was already up and making tea for us. Already in her fifth month pregnancy, her tummy was showing quite some. I gently hugged her from behind and planted a kiss on her neck.
"Good morning," she said leaning into me and turning her face towards me.
I learned forward and kissed her lips, returning her gesture, and wished her, "Good morning!" My hands sneaked inside her top and gently kneaded her tummy. Her skin felt so smooth and even -- her tummy too had grown quite big despite her lean build. She, however, didn't put on weight in any undesirable areas. Her ass, though, had increased in size and widened a bit. I wondered if Rahul was screwing her ass, now that she was growing too big to indulge in vaginal sex. She let me fondle her as she carried on with her chores. Although, she realized that I wanted to do more than just knead her tummy. Having finished her chores, she turned around to face me and said, "Do you think anything would happen today?" she asked.
"Not unless, you desire so," I said -- my lips inching closer to hers. Her eyes closed and her lips parted to accommodate my invading tongue. It was a leisurely, yet passionate kiss that lasted for a few minutes. My hands roamed over her body initially and then my left hand rested on her right breast while I squeezed her fleshy butt with my right hand. Rohini didn't hesitate either in gripping my manhood under my pajamas. It was erect and ready to go, despite my last night (long) session with Mansi. Her kiss became forceful as she got hold of my erect dick underneath my pajamas. She had it wrapped in her fingers and still the head was peaking out. I am not so small after all, I thought to myself.
She broke the kiss and wiped her lips on my shirt. I had slobbered all over her mouth in the heat of the moment, most of which she had already gulped down.
"I am not talking about us," she said. Understanding that she was talking about something between Mansi and Rahul I responded, "I don't hope much."
"But you do wish, don't you?" she said tightening her grip on my manhood. I responded to her by leaning into her for another kiss. We moved to their bedroom after this. I helped her with the top and unhooked her bra in no time. This was the first time I saw her naked breasts. Her bust size had definitely increased but was still considerably lower than Mansi's bust size. I worked on each one of them for some time until her nipples were very erect and distended. Her nipples were much larger in comparison to her breast size -- one could easily slide a couple of small rings on her nipples. I wondered, if Rahul would transform Mansi's breast in a similar way.
She shed rest of her clothes and spread herself inviting me to eat her. Her dark lips were swollen and seemed much bigger now. I leaned between her legs and kissed her tummy just around the navel. Unlike Mansi, Rohini had a wheatish complexion -- a slightly darker shade of fair complexion. Mansi was extremely fair and had pinkish lips that drove me crazy every time we made love. The contrast definitely excited me.
I licked and sucked her for almost half an hour, until my jaw ached. After she was completely spent, I lay near her legs cleaning up the mess of liquids we had created. The bed sheet was soaking wet right below her ass.
"Don't worry," she said, "I will change the bed sheet after we are done."
"You are the best pussy licker," she exhaled catching her breath.
"Really?" saying that I moved up and lied next to her. Her eyes had a glazed look as she continued starring at the ceiling.
"Although, you are only the second person I am having sex with," she said, "I can say this confidently."
"What about Rahul?" I enquired.
"He is not good at it," she replied calmly.
"He doesn't need to!"
"He can make a woman orgasm by just penetrating her," she clarified.
"That is why you need to practice more of pussy licking," she said holding my erect penis in her hand.
"That way Mansi can have best of both the worlds!"
I turned towards her and kissed corners of her lips as she explained my future role to me. I never took her talk very seriously; I felt she was only trying to ensure that I don't intervene in Rahul's and Mansi's affairs. She turned towards me and let me kiss her while she jacked my penis.
I motioned to move on top of her during the kiss, although her tummy didn't allow me to completely lie down on her. Realizing that I had moved to penetrate her, she broke the kiss and said, "You realize that you haven't earned that privilege yet."
"Come on Rohini," I urged her, "don't be so mean!"
"When will I earn that privilege," I complained.
"As soon as Mansi lets Rahul mount her," she replied, her language full of sexual innuendo.
"Why don't you fellate me then," I pleaded.
"I can't," she responded, "till Mansi becomes Rahul's mistress."
"But then Mansi did fellate him," I reasoned.
"That because Mansi is willing to become his mistress!"
Her hand continued to gently jack me while we were exchanging words.
"You should be very happy that I let you kiss my lips," she said coyly. I understood that she meant both of her lips. It was amazing how much I enjoyed kissing her lips -- both of them. Her breath and taste of her pussy excited me tremendously. In fact, the first time I went down on her, I thought I might just ejaculate without even touching my penis.
I was gradually pumping as she held my manhood in her hands very close to her vagina.
"I can't wait to feel this inside me," she said as I continued my thrusts. I hoped I could get a feel for her tight pussy before she delivers a baby. Rahul might have already dilated her pussy and birth of baby would perhaps make it impossible for her to feel me after her delivery.
"But you are not doing anything to make this possible," she complained.
"What?" I asked puzzled by her complaint. My thrusting slowed down in response to it as well.
"What is your weekly frequency with Mansi?" she asked.
"I don't know," I said thinking for a second and then responded, "may be 6 or 7 times a week."
"You spend only 3 nights with her and yet so much sex?" she asked.
"We do it twice a day," I responded slowly see-sawing my penis through her fist.
"And how long does each session last?" she asked.
"Hmm... around 45 minutes to an hour," I said.
"Impossible!"
"You can't maintain this frequency and hope that Mansi succumbs to Rahul's advances," she reprimanded. I understood her point now.
"What do you recommend?" I asked encouraging her, perhaps just to please her. In my mind it was clear that if Mansi liked Rahul then she would have sex with him sooner or later. My having more sex with her didn't really matter. I knew that her sex drive was much stronger, so she could easily accommodate two studs, if required.
"Firstly, reduce the frequency to 3 or 4 per week," she said.
"Secondly, make a few sessions quickies."
Although, I was no match to Rahul (as per Rohini's explanation) in the sex department, I wasn't very bad either. I had a decent sized dick that had kept Mansi content and happy until that episode with Rahul. We also had pretty good sex regularly that lasted for some time. Even when I penetrated her, I never came within a few strokes, except on couple of occasions.