Hema had recently broke up with her long-time boyfriend, a Indian Muslim by the name of Ejaaz.
The two had planned to get married, but a disagreement and subsequent argument put an end to any possibility of that.
If Hema had one true weakness in life, it would be the circumcised men. Her knees would turn to jelly and she would most often transform into a submissive kitten around Muslim men. The attraction for her simply could not be described. It was so powerful and intense; words would not do justice.
Ejaaz, Hema 's ex-boyfriend, had been more than willing to share her in group-sex settings with two of his friends, Danish (also Muslim) and Kamesh (a Hindu), yes our very own Kamesh - the man who turned the pious Shanti into an evergreen Slut..
These hot three-on-one encounters took place even before Shanti had arrived on the scene. The four friends, at one time, were a very close-knit and tight group.
After her break-up with Ejaaz, however, Hema 's attention seemed to turn towards her pet subject in men , his excellency Kamesh. He wasn't a Muslim like she preferred her men to be, but Kamesh was a nice and good-natured person who appealed to Hema in a special way. It also did not hurt Kamesh's standing with Hema that he always welcomed the idea of her hooking up with any and all men whom she was attracted to, in fact, Kamesh was a voyeur, and he truly got off on watching his Tamil whore get banged around by one or more Muslims at the same time.
He also LOVED to watch Hema and Shanti have sex together.
Before meeting Hema , Shanti had never taken part in gang- bang encounters with guys. However, that soon changed. The pair of lovely ladies had been involved in several dual gang-bangs since they had met one another. Shanti loved them almost as much as Hema did. In return, Shanti had introduced
her new lover to the concept of group sex with several other women. Both of them, as you can imagine, were quite happy. We will have an entire chain of episodes devoted to the sluts and their escapades shortly.
To put things simply, two beautiful women were living together and sharing each others' bodies as lovers. In addition, there was basically a constant stream of men who always seemed to find their way to the duo's apartment. Hema and Shanti always left the door open, so to speak, and just about everyone was invited to step inside ...
Earlier this morning, Hema woke up and knew that the time seemed absolutely perfect for a little fun with her three of her boyfriends. She hadn't been double- or triple-banged in a couple of days, which was rather unique for her. Plus, Shanti was in Mysore for the entire day, visiting some family on
this warm, lazy Sunday and most likely was going to seduce her nephew Mani into another long orgy of sex - last time he had wanted her to sleep with his best friend Mathew.
But most of all, Hema awoke with a sexual itch inside herself that needed to be taken care of, however, there was one minor problem - Hema had to work today, at the Real Estate Office. The young woman always put in an eight hour shift on both Saturday and Sunday, unless her sexual schedule dictated otherwise. Though it would be nice to have weekends off, she needed the extra money and those two days were her only chance to work full shifts. Of late she also was getting to know and her sixth sense was telling her that boss Mr. Reddy was trying hard to get into her panty. She noticed in the common rest room they shared between the two rooms, a lot of activity leaving plum spot of semen like substance and the toilet paper dumped in the waste paper basket, had too many stains. She knew it could be for multiple reasons but at work there was no other person like her who could get this juice of a man lie in this state, she was the only real 'turn on'. She knew it was not far - an interlude or an adventure with him - and he was definitely a hunk even at this age of 40+. Well - must be a Khan follower. She sighed at the prospect of this interlude leading to some increase in her compensation package. Only if it could happen fast, after her return from Trivandrum, she was almost broke and living off her parents was not going anywhere, what with her brothers more or less equally dunce and doing little to earn, the only thing they were interested in was sex, and if they did not get it outside, they would take it out on her. Of late she had started to keep a distance from both of them.
But that itch to fuck her two Muslim boyfriends still existed, and needed to be remedied in the worst possible way. Hema was not the type to feign sickness and call off from work, though. So, she simply gave her paramour, Kamesh, a telephone call in the morning and basically told him to round up two of her favorite Muslim studs (Mahroof and Raza) for a late afternoon gang-bang. Raza, by the way, was someone who Hema had recently met. Kamesh was more than happy to oblige; he and Hema set specifics for the encounter and then bid farewell for now - they would meet again at 4:00pm.
Hema 's today of work today at the Office, seemed to drag on forever.
Quitting time could not come soon enough, as Hema knew a short ten minutes later, she would be servicing three guys, all at the same time. The idea made her tingle inside... Hema , however, received some bad news a little after 3:30pm. Her boss, Mr. Reddy, asked her to stay an hour
extra today. The man told Hema that since business was booming today, he needed her stay over for an hour. Although she wanted to get out of here, Hema really had no choice but to say yes. After all, this was her job and she needed to be in good standing with her boss. So, her encounter with the guys would have to wait until 5:00pm or later. She called Kamesh - and let him know.
When the clock finally read 4:45 pm, Hema was all set to go. She was already on her way out the door when her boss, Mr. Reddy, suddenly came up from behind her and asked her to stop. Hema was a bit irritated, but did not let her boss know this. What could he possibly want now? The Office always closed at 5:00pm sharp on Sundays.
"I'd like to see you in my office." he told her.
Hema groaned inwardly but followed Mr. Reddy to his office in the back of the Office. Whatever this was - the Tamil slut told herself - it better be quick. Kamesh, Mahroof and Raza were all waiting for her. Mr. Reddy escorted Hema into his office, and motioned toward one of the chairs situated in front of his big desk. Hema took a seat and slipped her jacket off, then watched as her boss went behind his desk and did the same. He gave her a friendly smile before starting.
"Ms. Hema Balaji , I need to talk to you for a moment," the man said. His voice was somewhat deep and strong; and it caught the submissive side of the young woman. She felt a shiver run through her body as he spoke those particular words.
"Yes?" Hema replied meekly. "What is it, sir?"
The man leaned forward on his desk and looked intently at her. "Earlier, I asked you to stay here an hour extra because we were a little busy today with customers. You did... and for that, I am very grateful."
"That's not a problem, Mr. Reddy," the 27-year-old replied, a bit nervous. She could sense something was up with his tone. "I... I can use the extra money."
"The reason I brought you into my office, Hema , is this... After I asked you to stay a little extra, I watched you go over and make a telephone call using office telephone, a private call. You know that I do not approve of such things while on the clock."
Hema gulped her throat. He sounded very serious. "I'm sorry, Mr. Reddy... I promise I won't do it again. I just had some plans for this afternoon - I wanted to tell my friend that I would be a little late. I wasn't on for long."
She paused and quickly added, "I need this job..."
The man nodded his head and looked at her. "Ahh, yes... plans. Well, since you were using my telephone on my time, I thought I had every right to do a little eavesdropping. And that is what I did..."
