All was well for several months. One Saturday morning when I reached Pooja's house I found that she was alone. I asked her, 'Pooja how come you are alone? Where is Sarita?'. She told me she had gone to meet her best friend Najma and would be back soon. She further added that she was aware that you would be coming today so she won't be long. Then she laughed and said, 'She is too fond of your cock to miss out on it. Let us not wait and start. She can join us later. Come, quickly fuck me in the ass before she returns' and got into 'gaand fuck' position.
While I was fucking Pooja in her ass hole Sarita arrived. 'Oh you guys have already started. How mean' she said pouting her lips. 'We did not know how long you would be gone so instead of wasting Ramu's time I thought it was best to start. Sarita your turn comes next' Pooja replied. 'Don't worry mommy I was just joking' said Sarita and after undressing got into bed.
She sat watching us and kept fingering her cunt. As she did not find anything unusual about what we were doing I assumed that she must be under the impression that I had had entered her mother's choot from the rear. After five minutes of the fuck movement Pooja started groaning and moaning with pleasure.
'It is wonderful. Yes Ramu go on but harder and faster' she begged and added, 'Haan Ramu apna laurda meri gaand main zor zor se pelo (Yes Ramu shove your cock as hard as you can in my ass hole)'. I looked at Sarita. As soon as she heard these words her ears perked up and with a shocked and surprised expression on her face got up from the bed and bent down to see where my cock was.
Dear readers you know that I love fucking in the ass hole. I had always wanted to fuck Sarita's butt hole also and would have done so but for what Pooja had said. So I slowed down my strokes and pulled my cock out nearly to it's tip before pushing it in again so that she could have a clear view of my cock going in and out of her mother's butt. Fascinated Sarita watched us and heard all what Pooja was saying in her ecstasy.
After we had finished Sarita wanted to be fucked in the ass hole also but Pooja put her foot down saying 'No, never. I wanted you to be a virgin when you married but you gave your cherry to Ramu. I could not do anything about it. I want you to at least take a virgin ass hole to your husband's bed. This means no ass hole fucking for you young lady, understand?'
'Aw mommy you are mean. You sounded as if it was great fun' lamented Sarita.
'Of course it is very enjoyable but as I said no butt fucking for you' replied Pooja.
'Mommy this is not fair' complained Sarita.
Pooja was now annoyed and said threateningly, 'Don't tell me what is fair and what is not. Was it fair to me or your future husband that you gifted your cherry to Ramu? You will do as I say or.....' seeing her mother angry and thinking that she might get deprived of fucking all together she said, 'Okay mommy whatever you say'. Pooja smiled and said, 'That's my little girl and kissed her' and turning to me said, 'As for you mister don't you dare take her butt hole cherry without my consent which you will never get'. 'You don't have to worry about me' I replied.
The matter was closed at least for Pooja and me. However, Sarita had other plans.
For two days nothing unusual happened but on the third day she said, 'Sir please fuck me in the ass hole'. I reminded her of what her mother had said and said no. She kept repeating her request every day and I kept declining. One day when I entered her room I found her lying on the bed on her stomach with her skirt turned up and her pretty ass exposed. I said, 'Sarita get up'. She immediately spread her ass cheeks with her hands and said, 'Look Masterji (a respectful form of addressing a teacher like 'sir' in English) look at my small ass hole isn't it tempting? Don't you want to make it larger with your cock?'
She was a tempting sight. I did want to fuck her ass but did not want to displease her mother and lose her's as well as Sarita's cunt. I said, 'Stop playing games and get up we have some important lessons to cover today'. She got up and made a face and with a pout said, 'Masterji you are a very cruel man'. She was not giving up so easily.
One after noon when I reached her place I found another girl of her age with her. Sarita said, 'Sir this is my best friend Najma. We are in the same class. She has been sick and missed a lot of classes. She is experiencing some difficulties so I invited her to have them clarified by you. I hope you don't mind'. 'No not at all. I would be glad to help her' I replied.
I then looked at Najma more carefully. God! Najma was beautiful. She looked like a European. She was very fair, with green eyes and long golden brown hair. She was slim with a perfect figure. Her boobs, they were just the right size for her body and perfectly shaped. I had seldom seen such well-shaped tits. I could see her nipples through the thin material of her kameez. I guess she knew that her boobs were extraordinary. The cut of her clothes was such that it displayed them to their best advantage.