Continuing the story as I fuck all the women in Arun's life. This is all fiction. It contains depictions of inter-generational sex and masturbation and depictions are pretty graphic. You should look elsewhere if you want a slow build up. All characters are above eighteen years of age.
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Arun and Shilpa left the next day. But I could not get the girl out of my mind. She was like a breath of fresh air. So young and willing and giving! I had forgotten that I could still go after girls and women far younger than me, and she reminded me that age was just a number. I hoped fervently that she'd get her summer training nearby and we could get together again.
I fantasized about Shilpa when I had sex with my wife, who was surprised at my new interest and vigor during our fuck sessions. Needless to say, I masturbated a number of times with Shilpa's panties as well. I started looking and ogling at younger girls wherever I went - in the shopping mall, at the beach, in my office, during my jogs in the evening. I had even talked a few of the new female trainees at my office into having lunch with me, as a prelude to taking them out to dinner, and to see what would then develop. Things were looking promising with a couple of them who would not have been much older than Shilpa. They seemed willing to play along. Girls these days were far more outgoing and broad-minded.
But just like that, I realized one fine day that I hadn't thought about Shilpa in a while. She had been replaced by that cute bespectacled, fair, North-Indian assistant in the office. Or was it the girl in tight leggings that had started jogging in the park around the same time in the evening as I did? Regardless, as days went by, I found myself thinking less and less about Shilpa. And even less about Arun.
Over dinner one evening I told my wife that I had to go to our Northern Regional office for a week for some work. I'd have to fly to Delhi and then take a local train or car to the office a couple of hours from there.
She said, looking up, "Oh really! That's nice. You should go meet Arun."
"Arun? Why?" I asked, absentmindedly.
"Why?? You are asking why? He's your friend, that's why, and he is in Delhi. You should pay him a visit."
I mumbled, "Yeah, OK. Maybe I will. Let's see."
"No. You should go. For your information, he has been ill for the past few weeks and the doctors have told him to get bed rest for about another month, so he is at home now."
"What? Ok.. ok... I will go visit him then. How do you know all this stuff?" I asked her.
"Madhu and I are in a chat group. So is Shilpa," my wife said matter-of-factly.
Madhu and Shilpa! Wow!
I played dumb, and prayed my excitement did not show, "Uh huh. Is Shilpa.. Is she with them at home..?"
"No, she is in the hostel. She comes over during the weekends to visit, sometimes."
I could think of nothing else after dinner. My cock was stiff and throbbing in my pants. How long ago did I fuck Shilpa, in this very house? Eight, nine months?
I held her head as she knelt in front of me. Her shiny, smooth, silken hair sliding through my fingers as she sucked on my cock, her head going up and down the length of my thick, veiny dick. Her mouth felt so cool on my hot cock. She pulled her head away and grasped my thick member with her fist and licked the glistening purple head all around. Her tongue darted into the hole at the head, then down and under the head to my most sensitive part of my dick.
"Ooooh..," a gasp escaped my lips as the sensation of pleasure spread from my cock to the rest of my body.
She giggled and then swallowed my whole cock till I could feel the back of her throat with the head of my dick.
I pulled her up and turned her and lay her down on the bed face down, with her ass high up in the air. I parted her heavy, tight ass cheeks and directed my throbbing dick into her asshole and pushed hard.
"Wait!" I told myself, recalling some detail. Or did I forget something? Did I not ejaculate in her mouth? I knew I came in her mouth, but was it before or after we fucked? Did we have anal sex?
"Damn! Doesn't matter. I fucked her. And she also swallowed my cum. That's the important thing!"
And her mother! Madhu! Fuck! Will I get to see her? I was her first fling, so to speak. I was the first to kiss her, squeeze her tits, suck her nipples, lick her pussy, drink her cunt juices! Mine was her first cock. We did not fuck, but she gave fantastic hand jobs. She was a horny girl, if ever there was one. Oh! Those mutual masturbatory sessions. Her fingers flying in and out of her hole, rubbing furiously at her clit, her eyes bulging and gawking as my cum spewed out of my cock.
"Damn, Ramu! How does a big thing like that get into this small hole?" Madhu asked, incredulously, as she stared at my thick, smelly, veiny dick. I was stroking it slowly, the purple head glistening and the foreskin all bunched up under the head. Her right hand was on her crotch and she was rubbing her clit, and she had her left hand on her nose, taking in the smell of her own cunt.
"You know how. Have you not seen the videos I gave you?" I said.
"Yes, Yes. But it is unbelievable!"
She noticed me staring at her pussy. She removed her hand and spread her legs to give me a better view, and reached out to grab my cock. Then , once in a comfortable position, she proceeded to stroke my cock. "Oh! Fuck Ramu. so big and hard. I love the smell!"
"Madhu, why don't you put it in your mouth? I understand you want to be a virgin, and give your virginity to the guy you marry. But why not give me a blowjob? Come on, I do it to you. I love the taste and smell of you down there. Come on, please? Just for a bit." I pleaded.
"No. No. And no, Ramu. I know all the boys like it and I have seen pictures and DVDs of blowjobs. It seems nice, your thing smells great. But no."
"What if your husband wants you to suck him? What if he asks you to do it on your first night?"
"Then I will do it with him."
"Fuck!" I screamed softly, and put my head between her legs. She had recently removed some of her cunt hair and her vagina was just a thin line, her outer lips covered everything else. She was creaming beautifully, and some cream oozed between her lips. I put my tongue and lapped the juices and opened her outer lips and sucked on her clit. I went at it for about three minutes when I realized she was going to climax. As her orgasm hit, she shook and shuddered like a car running on a dirt road. She grabbed my head and held it in place and lifted and slammed her crotch forcefully, and repeatedly into my mouth, grunting with each thrust, "Uhn. uhn, Uhn....". The smell and taste of cunt juices and piss and hair were intoxicating. As she finished and fell back on to the cold floor, I raised myself and straddled her belly and proceeded to jerk off on her.
She tried to move away, "What? No! Ramu no, don't finish on......, " was all she could say before I lost control. Cum shot out of my cock, and I knew I shouldn't let it fall on her face, so I held my cock down and directed my streams on her belly.
