Blacked in Goa by bdrew86

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"The volcanic eruptions in Iceland have stopped but the smoke still covers the skies over the continent. Flights out of Europe are still cancelled and the stranded passengers have been accommodated in hotels by the respective airlines. The forecast is for the skies to clear in two days, and normal flights should then resume."

Mira was watching the news on the TV. She was keenly interested in the news affecting her husband's flight. She had received a call from him telling her the same - that he would be stuck in London for another couple of days before the volcanic ash cleared out.

Her vacation was not going as she expected it to be. Her husband was supposed to be here, right next to her. She was supposed to have a good time with him but alas, that wasn't happening. She was having a good time alright but not in a way she had imagined.

A pang of guilt would strike her every now and then. Mira would freeze and contemplate her actions and the possible consequences but as the guilt subsided, she would recall the most intense, unbridled, passionate moments with James, her newfound lover. Perhaps her conscience was trying to justify her infidelity by recalling all those moments.

She was seduced so smoothly and stealthily that she couldn't herself believe it had happened. Just two days ago she landed in Goa for a mini honeymoon with her husband and in just one day she was in the arms of another man. And what a man!

If the first night was amazing, the day after was far better. The hectic bout in the bathroom continued on to the bed. The deep, passionate kisses, the firm caresses to her soft body, his thick rough lips planting kisses all over her body from her head to toe. His rough, raspy tongue flicking her nipple and then the same tongue probing the insides of her waiting pussy.

Impressed as she was with his stamina and staying power, she was also impressed by how much and how long she could take him. Before James she had only experienced the regular acts; the missionary, the doggie and an occasional cowgirl but ever since yesterday, her repertoire of sexual positions had grown exponentially. It was as if they were trying every position out of the Kamasutra!

In the shower, her luscious heavy breasts were pressed against the cold, wet glass as she was taken from behind, the hot water flowing down her ravaged body. On the couch, she was bent over the armrest before being laid down on the seat. On the bed she was subjected to a plethora of positions; missionary, doggie style, cowgirl, spooning and all the variations that came along. And not just these; he took her standing, against the wall from behind and from the front. Her petite body was like a toy which he loved to play with.

The marathon coupling main courses were preceded by the tasty appetizers. They ate each other hungrily! She grabbed the pillows, the bedsheet, whatever she could find as her legs clamped around his head. Her head tilted back as she writhed and screamed from the orgasms he gave her with the mere use of his tongue. Here too, James used his expertise and devoured her in various ways.

Mira reciprocated; engulfing his massive organ whenever she had a chance, and James gave her plenty of opportunities to swallow him. Whether it was lying between his legs or kneeling in front of him, she sucked his cock with the enthusiasm of a first timer and the urgency of a slut. She loved how he took control of her; grabbing her head and pushing it down on his organ. In a very short time she had mastered the art of deep throating his massive cock, and every time she took him all in he would grunt in wonder and appreciation. She loved his acknowledgement of her new skill and that encouraged her to muster on.

The man was a sex machine; absolutely unstoppable! And he was turning her into a sex machine too. The only fuel that these two sex machines ran on was food and beer which was promptly left by the hotel staff outside their door. This was not just because of the 'Do Not Disturb' sign hanging on the knob, but also because anyone who came near their room could hear Mira's muffled yet passionate moans and screams making it amply clear that they were not to be disturbed. It was always James who stepped out to take the food inside the room as Mira was either lying naked in bed in post-coital bliss or was cleaning herself in the bathroom.

The only rest they had was in the short breaks that they took after each session. The morning event was followed by a light breakfast of bread and scrambled eggs, interspersed with pints of beer. During their two-hour long siesta after lunch their bodies intertwined like lovers. The nap allowed them to recharge their batteries after a long and intense bout before lunch.

Even the evening was spent in the confines of his suite. Both of them had taken long relaxing showers and were now lying in bed. Both had bathrobes on with their fronts open. He had a beer in his hand while she was holding a red wine. They spent the evening relaxing, sipping on their drinks, talking, kissing. It was just a matter of time before he had downed a six-pack and she held the empty bottle of wine in her hand. With nothing else to do for the evening, both of them lunged at each other.

The rest of the evening was spent making love. A stark change from the ruthless, hectic fucking that they indulged for the entirety of the day. Light and deep kisses replaced the tight and hard ones, tight grips of the skin gave way to delicate caresses. There was not an iota of care for the world or time.

She turned around, placing her knees on either side of James' head and he pulled her down on him. The sixty-nine allowed both of them to pleasure each other's genitals which they had come to love so much. She showered his cock with all the love and admiration she could muster. Gentle stroking was accompanied by soft yet deep sucking of the large, mushroom like purple glans interspersed with long licks to the organ and rolling of his massive nuts in her mouth.

Occasionally her sucking would be interrupted by her passionate moans as James expertly licked her flowing pussy. His mouth was latched on to her engorged clit while his thick thumb fingered her pussy and the index finger fingered her butt hole. In that delirious state Mira would smile as he brought her to orgasm after orgasm but not cumming even once himself. She was beginning to worship this man and his phallus.

He pushed her backwards and within a few moments, Mira arched her back and gave out a long moan as he entered her. She kept staring at the ceiling fan that creaked and hummed above them. The monotonous humming of the fan made her dizzy.

Her left hand was across his back while the right rested behind his head as he nuzzled her neck and licked her ears, all the time showering praises on her beautiful body. Her heels were placed firmly on his butt. His strokes were slow but deep. He would pull back almost all the way before pushing back completely in a smooth yet gentle stroke.

He broke the kiss and looked at Mira, his hips still working on her slight body. Watching her in that state of ecstasy worked like a drug. Her ruffled hair, her delirious stare, her slightly open mouth turned him on beyond imagination. He lowered his mouth onto her soft, wet lips and kissed her, while his hips steadily started moving faster. She moaned in his mouth as the stroking got faster. She pushed the back of his head towards her, intensifying the kiss while her other hand roamed down his back and clutched his tight butt.

The evening ended after several minutes of intensely passionate lovemaking. The passion hit a crescendo when he groaned and pushed his twitching cock completely inside her; spurting copious amounts of thick, virile cum inside her wet, waiting and fertile pussy. The twitching cock triggered Mira's orgasm and she arched her back, pulled him closer and allowed him to cum deep inside her just the way she had allowed him to do all day.

The night was spent in each other's arms, spooning; his flaccid cock snugly fit inside her butt crack. Her head rested on his bicep while his arms embraced her tightly as they slipped into a deep and well deserved sleep.

Mira had tiptoed out of his room early in the morning. She was wearing the same clothes she wore two nights ago when they went out. She went back to her room and collapsed on the bed and slept for another couple of hours.

They had made plans to go to the beach and relax. Relaxation was necessary after such a hectic day yesterday. She had a full breakfast after a long shower and was now watching the news for any reports of the volcano.

Her husband, Raghav, was still stuck in London and had called several times yesterday. She finally answered his calls. "Hey sorry, I forgot my phone in the room yesterday. I went out sightseeing all day and was too tired when I got home and just slept," she lied to her husband.

"The volcano has stopped erupting now but the flights won't resume for another couple of days. I have spoken to my boss and extended my leave for a few more days, baby," Raghav said.

"It's ok Raghav. I am sorry for being so rude to you the other day. I know there is nothing you could do... it was just nature taking its own course," Mira said. She couldn't be angry at her husband now, especially after she had cheated on him.

"That's okay baby... I'll be there soon and we'll have a great time. So what sights did you see?" he asked.

"Just the usual...beaches and churches," Mira replied, trying to suppress the smile on her face. The most consistent sight she had seen yesterday was the ceiling of James' room.

"Oh... we will see the other ones after I get there. The airline has checked me into a hotel so everything is okay here... no need to worry," he said, and the call ended.

 

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Mira kept the phone on the bed and stood in front of the mirror. She had just walked out of the shower just with a towel covering her body. She untied it and let it fall to her feet. She examined the visible marks of ravishment left behind on her body by James. Her chest was covered with hickeys and there were a couple of very visible marks on her neck. She turned around to see her butt was still pink from all the hard spanking she enjoyed receiving yesterday. She had taken a lot of effort to clean away James' dry cum in and around her vagina. Her nipples were still puffy from being sucked all day.

After carefully inspecting her body, she opened her bag and fished out a black bikini. She had brought it for her honeymoon and hadn't worn it ever since. She had planned to wear it for her husband but now she was going to wear it for James.

She put on the bikini top and the fabric hugged her breasts tightly. Mira had grown a couple of sizes since her wedding but she had managed to keep the weight down in the right parts. As she slid the bikini bottom up her legs, she admired how smooth and unblemished her skin was. Apart from those areas that showed the results of James' attention.

She admired herself in front of the mirror. She twirled around a couple of times to check out her own beautiful petite body. She blushed at the thought of wearing a bikini for James, even though he had seen her completely naked and there wasn't an inch of her body where his hand or mouth hadn't been. She fished out a blue layered top and a pair of denim shorts and pulled them on. All this was meant for her husband to enjoy, but alas, it wasn't meant to be.

 

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James had stepped out of the hotel for a while to fetch an icebox and a few beers for their beach trip. Suntan lotion, massage oils and some snacks completed his list for the journey.

When he got to the reception, he saw the woman they had encountered the other night - the hotel worker who had smiled naughtily at them.

"Good morning Mr James. Here are your keys," the receptionist cooed as she handed them over.

"I know you're having a wonderful time here at our hotel and I hope you continue to do so," she said, flashing another naughty smile as she emphasised certain words.

James was a little taken aback by her brazenness but he didn't show it on his face. He thought she was just talking about the other night in the hall, unaware that she had heard their loud love making the morning after.

"My name is Karishma and this is my card. If you need anything, please feel free to call." She said as she handed out her business card to him. Her fingers brushed against his hand as she gently placed the card in his hand, and that naughty smile flashed across her face yet again, "Anything at all," she repeated.

James knew she was game, but for now, he was not yet done with his first prey. Without saying a word he walked back towards Mira's room.

Mira rushed to open the door when she heard a knock. She knew it was him. As soon as he stepped inside, she pulled him towards her, stood on her toes and kissed him. She just couldn't get enough of him.

As they engaged in their usual passionate kiss, his hands grabbed and squeezed her soft butt making her moan in his mouth.

They broke the kiss and stepped back. James couldn't help but admire her beauty. Mira too was mesmerised by his sheer personality. He was wearing a blue sleeveless shirt; his dark muscular arms clearly visible. Below, he was wearing a pair of khaki shorts and flip flops.

"Are you ready?" He asked and she nodded an enthusiastic yes.

Within minutes they were off on the scooter heading towards the beach. Mira had to sit close behind him, her hands wrapped around his chest as he rode the scooter. Her hands occasionally roamed around his muscular chest. Unknown to her, James was getting a hard-on under his pants just like he did during their first scooter ride three days ago.

On the way to the beach, they stopped at a street-side market. Hand in hand they walked down the street catching the attention of all those who were around them. The men were jealous and so were the women! The men were jealous of James who was walking with such a gorgeous woman, and the women were jealous of Mira because she was walking hand in hand with such a tall, dark and handsome man.

It was not lost on anyone what relationship they shared; their body language made it clear. James was used to such stares but Mira wasn't. She had walked hand in hand with her husband but that relationship was socially legitimate and so it didn't scandalise anyone. But this relationship, the one she shared with James, was scandalous, to say the least.

She knew Indians are inherently racist even though they themselves are of coloured skin. The men were jealous but still scandalised because Mira was walking with a black man and Mira was aware the women were jealous simply because she was with a man who, as much as they might hate to admit, was better than their own. With that thought, Mira's initial apprehensions faded away and she held James' hand tightly as she walked through the crowded street.

After some trivial shopping, Mira and James were back on the road. He parked the scooter in the parking lot and they started walking towards the beach.

"I thought you were gonna wear a bikini?" James asked.

"I am wearing it! Under these!" Mira replied, laughing.

"What's the point of wearing it if you're not going to show it off?"

"But there are too many people here..." Mira replied nervously.

"This is India baby... there are too many people everywhere."

"B... But..."

"Mira baby... you have such an amazing body. It needs to breathe... there is no need to hide it under layers of clothing... C'mon... relax."

Soon James coaxed her into taking off her shirt and shorts. They found a shrub and hiding behind it, Mira took off her outer clothes, albeit reluctantly. She gingerly stepped out from behind the shrub and handed her clothes to James who promptly put them in his sack.

He grabbed her hand and with his reassuring touch, Mira's shyness dissipated to some extent. They stepped on the beach and started walking towards a shack.

Even here the scene wasn't different to the market. In fact it was actually worse. The men openly stared at her. Some stared discreetly from under their sunglasses and some took off their sunglasses and gawked at her.

Mira was to an extent used to seeing men stare at her. It happened to her almost on a daily basis but this was different. She was half-naked, the bikini barely covering her essentials. Her bulging breasts, her flat stomach, her luscious butt and her shapely legs were all there for one and all to see.

The initial reluctance and shame were slowly giving way to a certain degree of confidence. Mira was apprehensive about all the attention she was receiving at first. Looking around she could see the effect she was having on all the surrounding men and the reaction of their women were giving her a tingling feeling, a feeling of superiority. She felt a rush like she had never felt before!

She even saw some women scolding their men for gawking at her so openly. She found it difficult to suppress a giggle but walked on with her man. As if this wasn't enough, James snuck his hand down to her waist and gave it a squeeze. Mira jumped with an audible gasp but composed herself immediately.

 

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Walking in broad daylight with James in full view of everyone had her pussy wet, but the moment he squeezed her waist her pussy started leaking. She was glad that her bikini was black, for had it been some other colour the dark wet patch on her crotch would have been clearly visible for everyone to see.

Her already high pulse rate was soaring now. She could feel and hear her heart thumping. The adrenaline rush, the erotic high was something she had never felt. Being the subject of everyone's voyeuristic pleasure was such a massive turn on.

Everyone had their eyes on her. Under her sunglasses, she discreetly glanced around to see that it wasn't just the people walking around them that were staring at her but also those lounging on the chairs and those beyond, sitting at the beach facing shacks.

All those Indian men and women must have also noticed the mangalsutra hanging between her ample cleavage. It would be clear to anyone that James wasn't her husband. It was a rush she had never experienced before.

James was enjoying every moment of this. He knew how conservative the people of this country were. He knew how scandalous it was walking with Mira.

Apart from her audible gasp and an occasional giggle, Mira was quiet. But James knew she was wet down there. He too was caught up in the rush and was sporting a hard-on which was quite obvious under the tight shorts he wore.

James decided to up the ante. He raised his hand high in the air and landed a flat slap on her butt cheek. This time Mira yelped and everyone saw that. James didn't take any effort to suppress his laughter. A visibly embarrassed and deeply blushing Mira could do nothing more than take it silently.

They walked half a mile down the beach and reached a shack. They made themselves comfortable on the wooden lounging chairs. Soon the beer arrived, and the first gulp of the refreshing drink made Mira relax and slouch further into the chair.

She could feel the eyes of every man present on her. She knew she was a beautiful woman and second glances were a regular occurrence, but this was a lot more than usual.

James was his usual self, cool and composed as if nothing was out of the ordinary. Maybe because from the part of the world he belonged to, wearing a bikini on a beach wasn't something out of the ordinary to him. But James was very aware that he wasn't in the US. He was in India; a deeply conservative country and he knew that a gorgeous woman like Mira in a skimpy bikini was creating a wave.

They gulped down a couple of pints each and relaxed under the shade as the cool wind brushed through her hair. Mira had never felt so relaxed. She closed her eyes, just listening to the waves crashing against the shore.

It had been a few minutes since she closed her eyes when she heard James talking. She slowly opened them and saw a man sitting next to James, talking. From their body language, she realized that they knew each other well.

She caught the man's attention and both of them looked at her.

"Hello... I am Jerome," the man said. Mira said nothing but smiled politely. He extended his hand towards her and Mira reluctantly shook it.

Jerome was a lanky guy. He too was black but a shade darker than James. Unlike her lover, Jerome had a head full of dreadlocked hair and a sparse stubble covered his cheeks. He smiled when he greeted her and Mira noticed that the new guy had yellow teeth unlike James, who had sparkling white teeth. Jerome reminded Mira of Bob Marley, but his voice was rough and deep.

Like many guys on the beach, Jerome wasn't wearing a shirt. He was wearing a pair of khaki shorts and flip-flops on his feet. His chest was covered with thick, black, curly hair which got sparser as her eyes went down. His legs too were skinny and his skin looked dry. He was a stark contrast to James. James was muscular, well-groomed and clean. Jerome was skinny and looked like a bum. Mira wondered how they were friends.

"Hey there... get a beer for ma friend aand his lady," Jerome called out to one of the waiters.

He got up and sat in the chair next to Mira. Mira was suddenly more conscious of her state right now with Jerome sitting so close to her.

James saw the confused look on Mira and said reassuringly, "We met last year when I was here. Jerome is a masseur and a real good one."

"Where are you from, Jerome?" Mira asked.

"Kingston Jamaica." he replied.

That explained his funny accent, Mira thought. "You're a tourist too?" she asked.

"Ya but I haav overstayed ma welcome," Jerome replied with a grin.

"Don't report him to the cops!" James interjected and both men laughed. Mira just smiled awkwardly.

Like every man on the beach, Jerome was ogling her. The others didn't make Mira feel awkward because they were at a safe distance. Jerome was right next to her and that made her a tad uncomfortable.

All three of them talked for a while and as time passed, Mira got a little more comfortable and let down her guard a bit. The beer helped with that too.

"The music here is too loud and irritating," James complained, referring to the loud Eurotrash music playing in the background. It indeed was loud; loud enough to make talking difficult without raising their voices.

"I have ma own shack down the beach. It's quiet there. Wanna come with me?" Jerome asked.

Mira glanced over to James apprehensively. Was he going to accept the invitation of a stranger? He did.

"Ya... That's a great place... It's quiet... Right in front of the water and comfortable. Hope you've got cold beer there," James said.

"Ya right mon... I haav it right der," Jerome replied with his regular toothy grin.

Mira was apprehensive about going to this stranger's shack but she was comforted by the fact that James was fine with going. She didn't voice any objections and silently accepted the plan.

James paid the bill and they started walking, just making small talk along the way. They soon had left the crowds behind them.

Mira looked back to see how far they had come. "Where is your place?" she inquired.

"Right over that hill." Jerome replied.

She looked at James and he nodded back reassuringly.

 

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They walked to the end of the beach and reached a rocky hill. Jerome led the way up the hill followed by James. Mira held James's hand as he led her up the rough path.

As they reached the other side they saw his shack. It was indeed a beautiful place. The beach was small, maybe a few hundred meters long and very narrow. High tides would swallow up the entire shore. The beach was nestled between the rocky hill and the sea.

In the far corner of the beach was the shack. It was made of wood and raised on stilts to keep it above the rising sea. It had a thatched roof covered with dry branches from a coconut tree. Mira couldn't see anyone, which she found surprising being so close to the main public beach. She asked Jerome why.

"The rising waters keep people away," Jerome explained the absence of people. "It's like ma own private property."

They carefully walked down the hill and started towards the shack. Mira was in a way relieved that there would be no prying, hungry eyes on her here in this deserted area.

They slowly walked to the shack. Its stairs were made of wood, just like the rest of the structure. It had an open gallery at the front where a few lounge chairs were kept. A couple of tables stood in front of the chairs. Beyond the gallery was a room which was covered behind a curtain. Mira thought that was probably where Jerome slept.

They made themselves comfortable on the chairs and soon were enjoying the sounds of the sea and the cold beers that Jerome brought out.

Mira, a little hesitant till now, relaxed as she made herself comfortable on the chair. The place was amazing. The sea was much closer, and the cool breeze of the sea caressed her near-naked body. She rested her head back against the chair and let out a sigh. It was pure relaxation.

As she watched the waves crash into the shore, she was tempted to go into the water. The allure of the warm rushing water was too much for her to bear. She wanted to go in.

"I want to go in the water. Will you come with me?" she asked James.

"You go ahead. I'll join you after finishing this beer," he replied, showing her the half empty pint.

She nodded and stood up. She walked past Jerome and then went down the stairs and started towards the beach.

Both men sat in rapt attention, watching the petite Indian woman walk towards the water. Her ample buttocks swayed and flexed as she took each step forward. Her slender, beautiful waist swayed in time with her smooth straight Auburn hair. Their cocks twitched and they could feel their loins getting warmer seeing such a sexy woman in front of them.

They were undressing her with their eyes, though nothing much was left for imagination; the bikini hiding only her pussy and her nipples. "That's a fine woman, man," Jerome said thoughtfully.

"Umm...hmm..." James replied, sipping the beer but his eyes still drinking in the contours of her beautiful body.

"She's better in other things too..." James said, and looked at his friend knowingly.

Jerome grinned, knowing full well what his friend meant. He knew about James' adventures before this one.

Mira stood on the wet sand as a wave approached her. The wave crashed into the shore before fizzling out at her feet. The cold water gave her goosebumps all over her body. She slowly waded into the water till the waves reached her waist. She turned around to see where James was. She wanted him there in the water with her.

As she turned around she saw the most beautiful scenery she could have ever imagined. The rocky base of the hill gave way to a luscious green hillside. The hill was covered with a thick blanket of trees and sitting cozily on the hill was the shack. It was straight out of a fantasy world and she drank the wonderful sight in with her eyes.

James placed the empty pint on the table and got up. He looked down at his friend as he pushed his khaki shorts down before standing in his underwear.

"I'll see you in a while," he said and winked.

"I ain't going nowhere, ma friend." Jerome replied, saluting him with the bottle.

James smiled, nodded and got on his way.

Mira was elated seeing James walk down the stairs. She waved to him and he waved back. He strode confidently, as always, towards her.

Her heart fluttered watching her Adonis, the most spectacular specimen of a man walk towards her. Two days of sex with him had just whetted her appetite even more. His muscular chest, his bulging arms, those toned, sexy legs and the crown jewel that hid behind those tight jocks. The bulge in his underwear always gave an appearance that he had a boner, but she knew that the bulge was just his flaccid cock. His full erection would tent out obscenely.

He waded into the water and in a few moments and was standing right in front of her. Her radiant smile couldn't outshine the bright sun, he thought.

She splashed water on him playfully and giggled. James too, played along and soon they were splashing water on each other. Their dripping wet bodies glistened in the sun. They continued playing in the water, gleefully splashing water on each other. Mira felt as if her childhood had returned.

James lunged forward and embraced her. Mira tightly wrapped her arms around him in return. His hands moved to her butt and gave it a tight squeeze. Mira moaned in his mouth as they kissed in the water. Their tongues duelled and their lips smacked as the two lovers kissed under the sun. His hands moved under her butt and in a swift moved lifted her. Startled, Mira yelped but soon in an instinctive move wrapped her legs around his waist and continued kissing him. Grabbing her by the butt, her kissed her so passionately that she was lost in erotic bliss.

Jerome was watching from a distance, rubbing his hard-on from over his shorts. He had seldom seen a woman so beautiful and so sexy and was envious of James.

James was fully aware that Jerome was watching them. He broke the kiss and waved at him. Jerome sat up and waved back. Mira was taken aback by James' gesture. She wondered what he was doing? James beckoned him to join them in the water.

"Why do you want him with us?" she protested.

"I'm just asking him to come in the water. He is our host, isn't he?" James replied. Without saying anything further he went back to kissing her. The kiss blew away any apprehension Mira had, and she silently gave her approval.

Seeing James wave to him, Jerome instantly stood up and raced down the stairs and into the water near them.

He kept a respectable distance, not wanting to make Mira uncomfortable and stop their act. Mira was blissfully unaware that Jerome was standing near them. Her eyes were closed and lips were sealed with James.

Jerome was busy rubbing his hard-on under the water. Seeing James caress and squeeze her supple butt in addition to their frantic kissing was a tremendous turn on. Without caring for his presence the couple, filled with lust, continued making out and that scene just stoked Jerome's fire.

Mira felt a lingering presence behind her. She broke the kiss and looked back to see Jerome just a couple of feet away from her flashing his crooked tooth smile. She was a bit perturbed and before she could spell out her reservations, James pulled her back to kiss him.

As her mouth latched onto his, she was lost in ecstasy and Jerome's presence didn't bother her anymore. Their lips smacked and tongues rolled into each other's as their passionate make out session continued in the open.

Above, their mouths were clashing against each other and below, their genitals were rubbing against each other over their underwear. Mira could clearly feel James' massive erect organ sliding against her waiting cunt.

It was no surprise that Mira was massively turned on and wanted more... much more. She wanted to stop and head back to their room where she would allow James to take her in any which way he wished.

 

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She broke the kiss and slowly whispered into his ear, "Should we go back to the hotel?"

"Naaa... What's the hurry? We have a lot of time." James replied.

She was a bit disappointed because she was hoping for a different response, but she thought this wasn't bad, kissing in the water.

James slowly eased her down on the ground and they started walking back to the shack with Jerome following. Mira was wet and horny and wanted more but she knew she'd get it in time. For now, she just went with the flow.

After wiping off their bodies, the three settled down on their chairs with another batch of cold beers. Like before, Mira relaxed again as the cold breeze flowed through her hair.

"You live here permanently?" she asked Jerome.

"No...Come by for a few months of a year and go back home," he replied before gulping down a sip of beer.

"Jerome is a masseur," James interjected.

"Ohh..." Mira replied.

"It's more of a hobby. Helps me get by when I am here," Jerome said.

"And he is good at his hobby," James laughed.

"You should try it once," Jerome interjected.

"Ya, I will next time, for sure," Neha replied. The sly smile on his face was discomforting and Neha felt it was time to leave. James though, was not interested in leaving so soon.

"What's the chance of us coming back? All of us will go our separate ways after this vacation is over," James argued.

"Yes, Neha. We might never meet again. And you don't want to regret losing the chance of a great massage," Jerome quipped.

Mira was clearly uncomfortable. Jerome, even if he was James' friend, was a total stranger to her. Apart from that, she was not comfortable having a stranger massage her almost in the open.

Mira hesitated but the men egged her on. They did not literally chase her but broke her resolve slowly. One smooth line here, a couple of jokes there would be followed by an attempt to convince her to get a massage. To help things along, they also handed her a new pint of beer as soon as she ran out of the old one. James knew her tolerance for alcohol was low, and she would soon be tipsy.

The men didn't leave out any chance to touch her. The touches weren't sexual or aggressive, but rather "friendly". A light touch to the hand, a caress on her arm, gentle squeeze to the shoulder. With each touch, each laugh, they managed to make Mira comfortable and shed her reluctance.

Jerome was eager to get his hands on this tasty Indian tart but knew for that to happen, patience was the key. James could see his friend eyeing Mira. He too was eager to make it happen.

Mira on the other hand was slightly turned on. Her make out session with James in the water had already done its job, and she was primed. Combined with the last couple of days of intense sex, Mira was now insatiable.

It wasn't long before the men had successfully persuaded her and she found herself lying on her stomach on the lounge chair. Her heart was beating so fast and loud, she could hear it. She was trembling in anticipation. James was still seated on his chair a couple of feet away from her while Jerome had gone to the back room to fetch the oil.

She turned her head to see James. He smiled at her and sipped his beer. Soon Jerome was back and kneeled next to the lounge chair. He took a generous amount of scented massage oil on his hands before slowly bringing them down to her back.

Mira shivered as she felt Jerome's sticky cold hand on her naked back. Her trembling skin soon broke out with goosebumps as his hand slowly circled her back. She simply closed her eyes.

Jerome's hands slowly moved in circles on her back albeit gently. He would start with the upper back and then slid slowly down carefully skipping her bikini string on his way down before stopping just before her butt. He knew she was falling under his spell but was also aware that a hasty move could ruin everything.

He could feel her goosebumps as his hands slid on her soft, smooth skin. Her sighs were audible. It was a clear sign she was enjoying it. After a few rounds of her back, Jerome slowly moved down, consciously avoiding her butt and starting from her upper thigh; his fingers stealing a few touches of her lower butt. He took his time, caressing and massaging her thighs and inner thighs, feeling the softness and the suppleness of her skin, enjoying this divine creation. Each of his gentle rubs, each careful caress was sending a shiver up Mira's spine. His hands were firm yet soft as he skilfully massaged her legs.

Slowly moving down her legs, he spent a generous amount of time on her calves and then her feet before starting his way back up. Again settling on her thighs, this time his hands focused on her upper area, precariously close to her vagina. In between the rubs, his fingers would steal a caress of her mound.

Mira shuddered visibly as his thick fingers gently swiped against her vagina. The bikini was flimsy and was more of an excuse to cover her privates. She could feel even the lightest of touches against her increasingly moist pussy.

Jerome was carefully reading her. Her sighs, whimpers and absolute lack of resistance was encouraging enough to move ahead. From her thighs, he moved his hands to her supple butt. He heard her inhale sharply and for a second thought she would object. He waited for a couple of seconds and on seeing no resistance, started moving his hands again.

A new wave of energy had swept through Jerome's hands as he went to work on her ass. He moved his hands expertly in circular motions, up and down and also took the liberty to squeeze and cup her butt. As he firmly squeezed and massaged her cheeks, he swiftly and expertly untied the string of her bikini but was cautious enough not to take it off. James was watching all this, sporting a massive boner under his shorts.

After he had his fill of her ass, Jerome then moved up her back before massaging her shoulders and arms. Gently pushing on her side, he asked her to turn over. Mira silently turned around. Her eyes were still closed. She was unaware that her bikini top string was loose and her bikini bottom was precariously positioned, barely covering her vagina. She was so lost in the sea of relaxation that she hadn't bothered to look at herself.

Mira was now lying on the chair on her back. Jerome tipped the bottle over her stomach and out poured a stream of thick oil. It filled her deep navel and overflowed on to her stomach. Jerome worked the oil overflow over her taut midriff.

James, who was watching, had sported a hard-on which was increasingly difficult to handle. He just wanted to pull his shorts down and release his monster out in the open. Not wanting to miss out on the action, James got up and walked to the chair. He took the bottle of oil and poured some of it on his hands.

Mira was confused when she felt two pairs of hands on her. She opened her eyes and saw Jerome standing near her. She raised her head to see James near her legs, massaging them. Relieved that it was James, she closed her eyes and again got lost in the sea of relaxation.

As if dividing her body amongst themselves, Jerome moved behind her head and massaged her upper body from her stomach up, while James massaged her thighs and legs.

Mira was now thoroughly enjoying the attention she was getting with the two men expertly massaging her body. But apart from relaxation, she could also feel her body responding to the touches and caresses. In the past, she had massages but they were always by women. She had never felt an unknown man's touch, and two men at a time? Never! She could feel her heart racing, her breath quickening and her pussy getting moist. The near erotic touches were turning her on.

James, after massaging her legs, had moved up to her thighs and was inching closer to her pussy whereas Jerome was inching down from her shoulders towards her heaving chest.

Mira wasn't unaware of the moves the men were making but her body simply wasn't allowing her to stop them. Her breath quickened as their hands inched closer to her privates.

James' hands finally reached her mound. He slowly massaged it, moving his index finger in circles just above her pussy. Mira squirmed as she felt James' finger dig deeper, trying to pry open her legs. She resisted since Jerome, a stranger, was right next to her. If he hadn't been around she wouldn't have thought twice before opening her legs to James.

Jerome now slowly moved his hands down from her upper chest to her cleavage. Her boobs were straining tightly against the thin fabric of the bikini. His hands gently started rubbing her cleavage mounds. Her chest rose as she inhaled sharply, reacting to Jerome's moves.

 

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The men exchanged knowing smiles. They had her just where they wanted. A squirming and writhing Mira, covered in oil with a bikini barely in place would arouse even a dead man let alone these two hot blooded breeding age men.

As her arousal peaked her body started defying her mind. Her legs started giving up and slowly but surely, her legs parted just enough allowing James to sneak his fingers to her pussy.

"Aaah..." Mira moaned as she felt his thick fingers moving firmly over her covered pussy. The fabric was still wet and sticking to her skin so the cover of fabric was just a lame excuse.

As James expertly started working his fingers, Mira succumbed further, spreading her legs even more and in turn allowing James' finger to further explore her nether regions.

Jerome was now so aroused that he simply couldn't focus on massaging her. He was watching them intently, so engrossed in the sight before him that he was moving his hands absentmindedly. Jerome explored further, his hands going deeper and deeper into her cleavage, the tip of his fingers going inside the bikini.

Mira was now moaning and sighing, resigned to the reality and rather enjoying it. Her legs spread wide enough for James to cup her pussy with his large hands. The firm yet smooth caresses made her moan louder.

James grabbed the already untied bikini bottom and slowly removed it. He expected Mira to resist but she didn't. James then cupped her pussy again, his palm rubbing her engorged clit.

"Mmmmmmmmm..." Mira moaned as her lover caressed her pussy.

That was the excuse Jerome needed to make his move. He swiftly pushed his hands under her bikini and scooped out her luscious breasts. Mira opened her eyes wide and watched in awe as she realised what had happened.

Before she could react, James brought his hand to her waiting clit and flicked it. Mira drew in an audible sharp breath and her mind was flushed with waves of pleasure.

Jerome knew he had to move quickly before she had second thoughts. He rapidly moved to gently hold her erect, puffy nipples in his fingers and squeezed them gently. It was a coordinated move by them both. James was fingering her clit and Jerome was playing with her nipples. Mira had no chance. All she could do was whimper, moan, shudder and tremble.

Suddenly Mira gasped loudly and arched her back. She was reacting to two of James' fingers which had slid deep into her pussy. That two of his thick fingers slid into her so smoothly showed him that she was wet and ready for more. James could feel her pussy throbbing against his fingers which were buried right up to the knuckles.

Her beautiful breasts heaved and Jerome's hands willingly held them. Cupping those beautiful handfuls of breasts he squeezed them, relishing their softness. Two of his fingers were squeezing and tweaking her swollen nipples. Mira was now moaning and writhing in pleasure. She had never felt this experience. It was always just one pair of hands on her focusing on just one of her erogenous zones at a time but now there were two, both stimulating her in all the right places. The bliss was like never before.

James slowly pulled his fingers out of her and put them in his mouth. Licking them in one smooth bottom to top motion, he devoured her juices and lubricated his fingers. He then slowly pushed his fingers back inside her waiting pussy provoking another gasp from Mira. James' fingers now started moving slowly in and out of her pussy. Mira had closed her eyes and her hips matched his strokes as he finger fucked her. While his fingers were moving in and out, his thumb was gently circling on her clit. Above, Jerome kept himself occupied with squeezing her supple boobs and pinching her nipples.

Watching a moaning, writhing woman in this state was a massive turn on. Both men were sporting boners which were dying to burst out. With each stroke, Mira's breathing got sharper. Her orgasm was fast approaching. James started fingering her faster and deeper making her moan louder. Her back arched and straightened as her orgasm fast approached.

"Aaahh... Aaaah... James... please... aaahh..." she moaned, pleading with her lover to give her that orgasm. His palm smashed against her aching pussy and the slapping sound reverberated through the open room.

"Aaah... aaaahh... aaaaarrrgghhh..." Mira groaned, arching her back. Her eyes rolled backwards, showing their whites, and her mouth opened wide as her body spasmed uncontrollably as the orgasm swept through her.

James stopped fingering his lover and watched her shake around violently like a fish out of water. Jerome was so aroused by the sight that he thought he'd cum then and there. Mira opened her eyes after coming down from the orgasmic high, and an awe inspiring sight awaited her. While she was still cumming, Jerome had taken off his shorts and was now standing naked next to her, and the first thing she saw was his long, erect cock which was pointing straight at her face. It wasn't as thick as James' massive weapon but it was longer. Against his skinny frame, it appeared very large. Unlike James, Jerome sported a short bush of hair at the base of his penis. His balls though, like James', were large and heavy.

Jerome stepped forward so that his cock was now just an inch away from her face. Their eyes were locked on to each other. He took another small step forward and now the tip of his cock gently brushed against her lips. Another small step and it was firmly pressed against them. They were staring at each other as if to see who would break first. Mira, though she was absolutely turned on, was still reluctant to accept his offering and Jerome, who was growing impatient, held on waiting for her to break.

A few seconds into the staring match, Mira's will broke. His cock brushing against her lips, his manly, musky aroma and James' expert cunnilingus finally defeated her resolve.

She gently opened her mouth and Jerome did the rest. First, the head went in, and then he pushed some more. Instinctively she swirled her tongue around him. Jerome started pushing his crotch into her face, forcing more of his cock into her mouth, hitting her cheek. She could taste the salty precum leaking from his cock which she would promptly swallow in between his thrusts.

James was feverishly sucking and licking her pussy. His hands moved from her thighs to her breasts and were now squeezing them hard. Mira was lost in an ocean of lust. She had never experienced anything like this though she had fantasized about it. But never in her fantasies had she imagined the pleasure she was feeling at that moment.

James was using all his oral expertise on her. He was mixing all his moves. From licking up and down her entire slit to licking her clit to licking her labia and then tongue fucking her pussy. His moves were having the right effect on Mira who was writhing and moaning in pleasure, but her moans were muffled by Jerome's cock.

Mira wrapped her right hand around Jerome, grabbed his butt and pulled him closer which gained a couple more inches of his cock into her mouth. Jerome's butt was smaller than James' but she did enjoy squeezing a handful. While her right hand was squeezing Jerome's taut ass, her left hand was caressing James' bald head, encouraging him to keep licking her. This was an out of the world experience for her.

Jerome pulled his cock out and started playfully slapping it on her cheeks. Mira instinctively opened her mouth and put her tongue out. Jerome slapped his thick wet cock on her wet tongue evoking the 'plat plat plat' sound. A few playful slaps later, Jerome slowly guided his cock back into her waiting mouth and Mira promptly started sucking it.

James, who was still licking her cunt, shoved a finger inside her making her moan. As his finger dug deep inside her, her orgasm started to build.

"Hmmm...hmmm...hhmmmppff!" she moaned rhythmically as her orgasm started to build. James' licking got faster, his fingering got deeper and Mira's blowjob got more frantic. Her hips started moving erratically as she came close to cumming.

Jerome pulled out of her mouth fearing a nasty bite from the delirious girl. As soon as he was free, Mira let out a loud moan as she reached the edge. A couple of seconds later her back arched again, her head tilted back and a long loud moan escaped her lips as the intense orgasm swept over her.

As her orgasm subsided, her body straightened but the post-orgasmic spasms continued. Two strong orgasms in a matter of minutes. Though she had gotten kind of used to this wonderful feeling, she still marvelled at the phenomenon.

 

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She lay on the lounge chair, trying to catch her breath. Jerome and James stood next to her watching in amazement at their accomplishment. Mira's breasts were heaving as she inhaled and exhaled loudly. Beads of sweat trickled down her oiled body. She was a magnificent sight to watch.

Jerome walked off to the back of the shack while James sat on the chair nearby. As her breathing normalised, Mira opened her eyes and looked at James. His beautiful black body and his equally beautiful black cock were so alluring that she wanted more. She got off the lounge chair and crawled up to James. James' cock twitched as he watched his woman crawl towards it, her face filled with pure lust, her eyes red and watery, her hair dishevelled and her breathing heavy; she indeed looked like a cock hungry slut.

Mira kneeled in front of him and her hands snaked out until they stopped on his thighs. She quickly lowered her mouth and caught the tip of his cock with her lips. Opening her mouth wider she pushed down, taking more of him inside her. James tilted his head a bit, watching Mira gobble up her favourite cock. His hand rested on her head as an encouragement.

She started bobbing her head up and down on his cock, listening to the slurping of her own saliva as she lubricated him. She stopped, popped out the cock before gently holding it by the base. She licked along its length from the base to the tip. She kissed and licked on the sides of the shaft before moving to the head. She locked her mouth on the head and sucked it hard, making him moan and lift his hip slightly. His reaction made her feel proud. She then lowered her head to his balls. She marvelled at those magnificent baby makers as she sniffed his manly aroma. She licked them thoroughly, making them all wet and shiny before popping one of them into her mouth. She swirled her tongue around his nut, sucking on it. James threw his head back enjoying the amazing feeling. He reached behind her and finally untied her bikini top and let it fall to the ground. He reached under and squeezed her right breast.

Jerome came back with a couple of beers and handed one to James. James stood up and Jerome stepped next to him. Mira was now kneeling right in front of both of them. She held the two massive cocks in each of her hands. It was an unfamiliar feeling to hold two giant dongs at the same time, but she was enjoying it. The sight, the smell, the feel. Everything.

Jerome pulled her head and she opened her mouth wide. A moment later she was happily sucking on him. The cock head was moving smoothly in and out of her mouth. Her hands reached behind and grabbed his butt. After every few thrusts, the cock would spew a couple of drops of precum which she relished and swallowed without hesitation.

James was watching all of this with a smirk on his face and slowly stroking his own tool. Mira was watching him from the corner of her eye. She pulled away from Jerome and moved to James and swallowed his thick cock. He held her head and started fucking her mouth. Bunching her hair in his large hand he fucked her face. Mira felt like a toy in the hands of those two and she was loving it. James pushed her head slightly back, allowing her to gaze up into his eyes as his cock slid in and out of her pursed mouth.

Pulling out she dug her face into his balls, licking and slobbering, making them all wet and sticky with her saliva before sucking on them, all the while looking deep into his eyes. She alternated between the two men, sucking and licking them, not taking a break in between moves. She did it as if this was the last time she was going to have sex.

She stopped sucking abruptly but her hands kept jerking them slowly. Her mind was cooking up perverted ideas though her lips were shy to express them. Mira pulled the men closer so that their cocks were just an inch away from each other. She gently brought her mouth closer to their dicks and opened her mouth wide to take both heads in her mouth at the same time, then started sucking them both. The men groaned in approval. Alternating between licking their slits and sucking on the heads, Mira went to work. Watching her do that, their cocks spewed even more precum onto her waiting, and appreciative, tongue.

She stopped sucking them and rubbed their dicks together. She immediately looked up to gauge their reaction but they didn't seem bothered about it, in fact, their cocks twitched as they touched. Mira slowly squeezed both cock heads and giggled when they oozed precum. It was like a little girl was playing with her fleshy toys. She opened her mouth and put out her tongue. The leaking tips rested on her tongue and squirted thick globs of precum which trickled down her throat.

She closed her lips and sucked on those dark brown mushroom cock heads. Her tongue licked the undersides and her lips brushed the tops, making them squirt more into her waiting mouth.

"She's better than you said she was," Jerome remarked, admiring her oral skills.

That comment implied that James had told him about his conquest of Mira, and this was all planned. But instead of feeling scandalised, Mira felt proud of herself. Never had she been so desired, so lusted after. Even her husband never looked at her with so much unbridled desire.

She couldn't believe her complete transformation from a faithful wife to a cum hungry slut. From having sex with her husband to cheating on him. To having sex in a closed room to getting tagged team out in the open. And it only took two days for her life to be turned upside down. Never had she imagined she'd be having sex in the open in broad daylight with two huge guys. Fantasies were one thing but this was real. The shack didn't have any windows and any passerby could see them without any effort. The thought scared and aroused her in equal measure.

With such thoughts in mind, she went back to sucking their cocks with enthusiasm, bobbing her head and happily slurping.

 

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James pulled her up and kissed her. She raised her head and met his kiss. Their tongues duelled as they kissed frantically. He then sat on a chair nearby and pulled her in front of him. He cupped her right breast in his hand and lowered his mouth on it to suck it. Jerome followed suit and latched his mouth onto her left tit.

Mira threw her head back, enjoying a feeling she had never felt before - getting her tits sucked by two mouths at the same time. She was leaking profusely now. James' hand slithered down to grab her fleshy butt while Jerome slipped his hand down to play with her clit.

James moved from her breast to her neck. She tilted her neck allowing him to kiss and lick her delicate nape. He started from her shoulder slowly kissing his way upward, while Jerome gently rubbed her wet pussy. All Mira could do was loudly moan.

James moved Mira to the lounge chair. She gently relaxed back on the chair and James moved his weapon towards her. She spread her legs to allow James to move freely between them. He raised himself above his beautiful slut, covering her tiny body completely with his massive frame. Raising her legs a little, she lined her waiting pussy with his erect cock.

"Aaaahhh..." she moaned as his cock started penetrating her. In the last two days her vagina had gotten used to his massive organ and her now well lubricated cunt allowed her to take him inside completely with no hesitation. All his inches slipped in smoothly, his chest rested gently on her breasts, her lips lined up with his and her eyes gazed into his. She instinctively locked her feet on his butt and they kissed passionately.

James started in his usual style; slowly and deep at first, waiting for her to get used to his girth before slowly increasing her pace in a staggered manner; his hips moving in a beautiful rhythm. All this while kissing her. He broke the kiss as he slowly upped his pace. His hips started moving faster and his strokes started getting shorter. Mira's moans were interspersed with passionate kisses.

Jerome was standing near them, watching the scene unfold in absolute awe. Stroking his cock, he impatiently waited for his turn to get a feel of her amazing pussy.

"Aaahhh... oh yesssss... aaahhaaa," Mira screamed as James' hips bucked hard, rising and crashing into her loins. James was now in his element, fucking hard and fast, and Mira loved it. A couple of minutes of relentless ploughing had Mira delirious. James stopped and sat up straight. He lifted her legs onto his shoulders before bending forward and started where he had left off. With her ass slightly raised, his cock went even deeper into her slender body.

James looked over to his friend who was waiting in anticipation. Both men smiled at each other and then James stopped. He disengaged and stood up, allowing Jerome to take his place. Mira in her delirious state didn't notice when Jerome kneeled between her legs. She looked at him with her half open eyes as he folded her legs at her knees and spread them wide. He placed his cock on her pussy and slapped it on her engorged clit. Watching her reaction, Jerome grinned and rubbed his cock along her pussy, coating it with a thick layer of her juices. He pushed half of his cock into her in one abrupt stroke. Mira gasped and arched her back at the sudden invasion. There was only a couple of seconds of respite for her before he pushed the other half in, extracting the same reaction again from her.

Jerome fucked her with a steady pace, just enjoying the warmth and softness of her pussy. The feeling was heavenly. His climax had been building up but he managed to control himself. He wanted to push this feeling for as long as he could.

Mira grabbed the sides of the chair tight as Jerome hammered her cunt. Her supple tits jiggled at each inward push. Her mouth was open, her lips were quivering and moan after moan was escaping from her mouth. Jerome brought his finger down to her clit and started playing with it, making her moan even louder. James was standing right next to her and stepped closer. Mira glanced hungrily at him and with her right hand started jerking him off.

As wave after wave of pleasure smashed over her, Mira got her orgasm. It was a long and very hard one. Her moans stopped, her back arched, her eyes turned white as if she was a woman possessed. In the just three days her eyes had been opened to a new world of intense pleasure.

Jerome pulled out just as Mira tried to recover from her orgasm. He flipped her over and propped her up while James flattened the lounge chair and kneeled in front of her. With James' thick black cock dangling enticingly by her face, she needed no invitation. She opened her mouth allowing him to slowly guide it inside. Jerome kneeled behind her, ready to go for another round. She looked back as Jerome spread her ass cheeks and slowly guided his organ inside her waiting cunt. Mira closed her eyes as the feeling of fullness returned.

A moment later the hard fucking resumed. Mira held on to James' cock for support as she sucked on it while Jerome held on to her hips as he pounded away. "Aaah... aaahhh... yeahaaaa... ummmppfff!" Mira moaned in between sucking cock.

Jerome's heavy balls slapped against her swollen cunt with each long stroke. Jerome would pull out his cock almost to her edge before slamming it back inside her and extracting an animalistic grunt. "Mmm... mmm... mmm..." Her moans coincided with Jerome's hard thrusts.

All three of them had thrown caution to the wind that swept through that shack. Though the place was quite isolated, any curious trekkers could stumble upon their orgy but at that moment... who cared?

Mira was so occupied with her own pleasure and pleasuring the men that no other thought occurred to her at that moment; the men weren't any different. James had met this woman only a few days ago and Jerome just a couple of hours ago but here she was on all fours, sucking James' cock and taking a pussy beating from Jerome.

Jerome grabbed her hips tightly and started fucking her even harder. His crotch slammed into hers and that hard thrust pushed James' cock deeper into her mouth.

Jerome wrapped his hands in her long hair and pulled so he could fuck her harder. As her head was pulled back, James' cock popped out her mouth. James promptly adjusted himself and re-entered her ravenous mouth.

The sight was entrancing! A beautiful, delicate Indian woman, spit-roasted by two large black men on a lounge chair. Her hair bunched and pulled back, her eyes closed, long and loud moans escaping her mouth. Her butt cheeks red from the hard spanks Jerome inflicted on her ass. Two thick cocks ploughing in and out of her, one from her mouth and one from her pussy. She was being ravaged!

As the men's pace increased, her moans turned to screams. She stopped sucking James' cock and with that out, there was nothing to muffle her inner animal voice and she howled. Her body convulsed from the next extremely heavy orgasm. Her legs grew numb and she collapsed on the chair. Her body kept shaking and trembling from the orgasm. Her cheek was flat on the chair, her hair a total mess, her body drenched in sweat.

The men watched mesmerized as Mira still trembled from her orgasm. She was now curled up in the fetal position. She had never cum so hard.

She was thirsty not just for more sex but also for water. Mira asked for some but James handed her a pint of beer. Stricken with thirst, she gulped down the entire pint in one go and let out a huge sigh of relief.

She had hoped to catch her breath for a few moments but that was not to be. James grabbed her hand and took her to the couch. He sat down, his heavy body making a huge thud as it fell on the old piece of furniture. He pulled her onto him and Mira, without speaking a word, straddled his muscular thighs. She raised her body and aligned her pussy right above his massive organ which was eager to penetrate her. Though Mira had been fucked hard and deep by James, it still wasn't easy to impale herself on his cock. Wary of his girth, she slowly lowered herself on to him.

"Aaahhhhh...sssssss," Mira sighed as the thick mushroom-like cockhead spread open her labia and eased its way inside her waiting pussy.

She moved lower, taking a couple of inches in before stopping. She gyrated her hips, adjusting her tight cunt to his massive tool before slowly moving down again, taking another couple of inches. Slowly, inch by inch she took all of James inside.

 

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She now started moving up and down, albeit slowly, allowing her to get used to him. Both men watched this dainty girl with amazement as she rode James.

She was an embodiment of beauty. Fair flawless skin, flowy dark hair, a face with sharp, yet delicate features. And a body... a body to die for.

Mira's eyes were closed but couldn't hide the tension and pleasure she was getting at that moment. Her hands were on his shoulders, while his hands grabbed her plump butt as they copulated on the couch in that shack.

She opened her eyes and gazed into lover's before placing her supple lips on to his. The kiss was passionate and intense. It wasn't a kiss between two people who had just sought the pleasures of lust, but it was a union of two yearning souls.

Jerome stood watching them with a tinge of jealousy. He too wanted more of this fine woman but was aware that she was, after all, James' catch - his woman. James had been kind enough to share her with him and he should be thankful for that.

Breaking the kiss, Mira cupped her breasts and leaned forward to feed her ample bosoms to his waiting mouth. He sucked on them with all his heart and soul. He squeezed her boobs with his large hands, licked her areola; sucked, nibbled and bit her nipples. Mira lovingly held on to his bald head as he ate her tits.

Mira glanced at Jerome, her eyes inviting him over. Jerome hurried to her side. Mira slowly started gyrating her hips back and forth, sideways, picking up pace with every stroke. Her left hand rested on James' shoulder for support while her right hand tugged Jerome's cock. She leaned sideways and took Jerome into her mouth. He threw his head back as he felt the softness and warmth of her mouth.

Soon they settled into a rhythm. James fucking her from underneath and Mira sucking Jerome's cock. It was beautiful and smooth; not a stroke missed or fumbled. Every upward thrust was met with a downward stroke; every inch into her mouth was met with a swirl of her tongue.

James abruptly stopped and stood up, picking Mira up with him. Though startled at first, she quickly recovered and locked her feet behind his back and her arms snaked behind his neck. Holding on to her ass, James pounded away.

'Thap thap thap thap thap thap.' Their loins slapped together, making the lewd yet beautiful music of lust. Mixed with that were Mira's unbridled screams of pleasure. James grinned and he went on and on and on.

"Fuck fuck fuck!!! oooaahhh!!!" Mira screamed, finally breaking her silence. Her screams only made him fuck her faster, which made her scream louder.

Jerome, who was watching keenly saw Mira's eyes turn white and her body going limp as another orgasm struck her. When James finally stopped fucking Mira threw her head back, still feeling giddy from that unbelievable orgasm.

Still hanging in the air, impaled on his cock, Mira looked into James' eyes and whispered, "You're so good," and kissed him.

Mira slid down from James, and Jerome, who by now had grown impatient, moved quickly. He sat on the couch and turned her around so that she was facing away from him. He pulled her down, impaling her on his cock. She promptly started jumping up and down on him. Placing her hands on his thighs for support, she kept bouncing on his toy. She could immediately feel the difference between the two men. James with his impressive girth stretched her while Jerome's unusual length reached deeper. She had the best of both worlds at that moment.

Jerome pushed her forward, making her bow down which made her ass jut out. He spread her ass cheeks and observed her ass hole. He wondered if he could go there too. Her fleshy butt cheeks were in his hands as he squeezed and spanked them while she jumped up and down his cock with the energy of a teenager.

"That ass man... that ass..." Jerome said of her butt appreciatively.

"Mmhhmmm..." James concurred.

Mira couldn't help but smile. Any other day, such a comment would have offended her but right now it made her blush.

Her life had changed so much in just a few days. From being a committed wife to a black cock loving slut, being passed between guys like a joint; her transformation was swift and complete.

"Come here. I want to suck your cock," she beckoned to James as she straightened up.

Standing in front of her, bunching her hair in his hand, he watched her suck his cock. Her mouth was latched on to his tool as she moved up and down Jerome's dick.

"Ummpff... mumm..." she moaned as Jerome landed hard spanks on her ass cheek.

"Turn around," Jerome ordered.

She let go of James and skillfully, without taking Jerome's cock out of her, turned around to face him.

Placing her feet on the couch and holding his shoulders, she started bouncing on his cock. Jerome placed his hands in her hips supporting her.

The familiar slapping sound returned as she jumped and bounced on his pole. Jerome stuck out of his tongue to lick her bouncing boobs.

Mira had been fucking Jerome relentlessly for several minutes now, but she had been going for at least half an hour, though nobody was keeping track of time. The men were getting a rest break and catching their breath when she was passed between them, but Mira had no time to relax. She was getting fucked continuously; not that she was complaining.

Jerome stood and picked her up with him just like James had. Mira giggled, amused at how easily these guys were lifting her as if she was a doll.

She thought Jerome too would fuck her standing and she braced herself, but he had other plans. He walked over to the lounge chair and lay down with her still on top of him, impaled on his cock.

Once settled, they started fucking again; Mira thrusting down and Jerome stroking up. Their movements were smooth with each stroke and thrust perfectly timed.

She straightened up and gyrated her hips. She could feel his cock rubbing against her pussy walls. She was so overpowered by the sheer ecstasy that she closed her eyes, threw her head back and ran her hands through her soft beautiful hair.

Holding her hips, Jerome started coaxing her to move faster. Resting her hands on his chest, Mira started moving faster, back and forth. Till now her moans had been soft but now they started building up in volume; another orgasm was on its way.

He pulled her down and kissed her. Their kiss was slobbery, yet passionate. Their lips and mouth got wet from the free flowing saliva. He squeezed her breasts and brought his mouth down to her breasts to suck them. Mira slowed down her gyrations to help him suck her boobs but didn't stop completely.

Just like her mouth, he slobbered over her luscious breasts, making that vulgar slurping sound as he sucked on them one after another. "I love your boobs baby.." Jerome said in between sucking her breasts.

"Mmmmmmm... don't stop..." was all she could mutter.

"Do you like being fucked like this?" Jerome asked her.

"Mmmmmm..." she replied.

Jerome thrust hard from under and asked again. The sudden thrust made her gasp loudly.

"Yesss... yesss..." she hurriedly replied.

"Haa... you want me to fuck you like that?" he teased her.

"Yessss... fuck me... yess..." she mumbled.

"Yeah, she likes being fucked like a whore," James interjected from the side, stroking his cock.

"Hold on bitch!" Jerome said before he raised his legs up and wrapped his hands around her waist and started thrusting from under.

"Ohhh shit... oh yessss... oh fuck yessss..." Mira hollered as Jerome fucked her hard.

She raised her ass a bit to give him more room to fuck. Moving his hands down, he grabbed her ass as he kept slamming his cock into her. Mira enthusiastically met each of his thrusts with her own. She slammed her pussy into his crotch, taking him deeper than ever.

 

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Mira had witnessed James' stamina first hand and that was a revelation, but now she was witnessing Jerome's endurance which was unbelievably good.

A regular guy could fuck her like that for maybe a few seconds before relieving themselves but these men could keep up with the pace for several minutes with no signs of cumming. They were like freaks of nature, and add to that their massive cocks? She was in heaven.

What was even more surprising to the men was that Mira could take it all and still wanted more. She was matching every stroke and every thrust with equal urgency.

"Yess... take that bitch... take my cock, you fucking whore!" Jerome grunted as he slammed her cunt harder and harder.

"Aaaahhh... aaahhh!!!" Mira's high pitched screams filled the air.

Jerome went on for several minutes like that and stopped when Mira had her umpteenth orgasm of that day. Even after so many orgasms back to back, every orgasm was equally intense if not more.

Exhausted, she collapsed on Jerome's chest. They could hear each other's racing heartbeats. They lay together on the couch for a few minutes, gasping for breath.

Mira was slowly recovering from the latest orgasm when she felt a finger touch her other hole. She was too tired too look back and didn't resist as the finger slowly breached her butt hole.

"Ummmpphhh..." she moaned as she felt that thick finger move in an inch.

She had experimented with anal with her husband and his much smaller dick, but that seemed so long ago. "Mmmm....mmmmmm...." Mira sighed as the finger moved in and out.

James had coated his finger with saliva before putting it in and he was occasionally spitting on the finger as it ploughed her butt. The pain and discomfort soon faded away and now Mira was enjoying being anally fingered. Adding to that feeling, Jerome started stirring from under her body.

Seeing this, James pulled out his finger and positioned himself behind her. Mira instinctively tightened up, aware of what he was about to do.

"Relax your butt... let loose..." James instructed, slapping her butt lightly. Mira silently obeyed.

She shivered as a thick glob of saliva fell right on her puckered hole and a moment later felt his cockhead touch her. Her breathing was now heavier in anticipation. Jerome stayed still, just watching and waiting for his friend to get in.

"Eeeefff..." she squealed as she felt his thick cockhead breach her anus. Mira clasped the futon as she felt a piercing pain. Jerome wrapped his hand around her waist to restrict her movement and any resistance.

"I'm in... but fuck she's tight..." James grunted as he pushed in an inch further evoking a groan from Mira. Her head hung low, her chest heaved and her face winced. She felt as if she had now truly lost her anal virginity.

James pushed in another inch and stopped, letting her get used to his size before pushing an inch further. Slowly and steadily he buried his cock inside her ass to the hilt. Mira was now truly the tasty meat in a cock sandwich.

Both men stayed still, buried inside her completely. They had done this before and knew she would need time to get used to the feeling. They had all the time in the world to wait for their fun.

The throbbing pain in her ass faded away and her pussy started throbbing in anticipation. Her whimpers of pain were now slowly turning into moans of pleasure.

Seeing her reaction change, the men started moving slowly. Mira could feel their cocks moving inside her. She had never felt this before. She could feel each one move distinctly. She could feel their cocks rubbing against the thin membrane that separated her ass and pussy.

The men moved alternately. Jerome would push in while James would pull out. They had done this before to many women and had mastered the art of double penetration.

At first, Mira was whimpering and cooing but as they changed gears, her whimpers turned to moans and her moans turned to wails. James bunched her hair in one hand while the other spanked her ass. Jerome got busy sucking and biting her breasts. The shack filled with the sounds of squelching, her moans, their grunts and the violent thrusting which made the lounge chair creak.

For Mira, every minute spent here was literally an eye-opener! And she was enjoying every minute. She was delirious, moaning and laughing in pleasure. Her mouth was wide open and drooling; sweat dripped off her body, especially from her head. Her face was flushed with blood and her eyes were half-open. She was the embodiment of pure lust, a complete black cock loving slut. She could feel the orgasm approaching like a freight train; it was going to be the biggest yet.

The men were also getting closer to their edge. They had been fucking this gorgeous woman for so long and now their ultimate relief awaited them. They could feel from her tightening holes and her guttural moans that she too was racing toward the finish line. Their strokes got erratic, their grunts got more urgent, her wails grew louder. Any moment now!

"Haaaaa...aaaaahhh....aaaahhh...ohhhhhhhh fuckkkkkkk...aaarrggghhhhh!!!" she screamed as she finally went over the edge.

"Aarrrggghhh yessss.....yessss...." Jerome grunted as he too orgasmed, slamming his cock into her and emptying his balls deep inside her spasming pussy.

James was just a couple of strokes behind them and he also came with a huge grunt as he buried his cock completely inside her ass. "Aaaarggghhhh....fuccckk yeaaaahh..." as he blew his load inside her ass.

Exhausted, Mira collapsed on Jerome as he hugged her tight. After draining himself into her, James pulled out and stumbled back. His legs felt weak and he sat down on the floor.

Mira looked up at Jerome who was smiling back at her. She managed to smile back before kissing him. James too approached her and she kissed him too. It was a gesture of gratitude and happiness. She placed her head on Jerome's heaving chest and fell asleep after a minute. It was going to be the best nap ever.

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Mira woke up on the lounge chair alone. She sat up and looked around to get her senses back. Her whole body was aching but she wasn't complaining. "James... Jerome... guys, where are you?" she slowly stood up and started looking for them.

"Back here baby." she heard James' call from behind the shack.

She followed the voice and found the men standing under a makeshift shower, cleaning themselves.

"Wanna join us?" Jerome asked with a Cheshire cat smile. His stained, crooked teeth appeared from behind his smiling lips.

Mira smiled back and joined them under the shower. The men moved from washing themselves to washing her, not leaving an inch on her body untouched.

"I'm starving," Mira said, "You guys really gave me a workout."

"Ya... me too. I'll make us a nice meal after the shower," Jerome replied.

"Ya... that will be good. We need it. But how about a protein shake for appetizers Mira?" James asked and winked at her as he slowly stroked his erect cock.

"Hihihi... yes please," she giggled as she held both their cocks in her hand and slowly stroked their raging erections.

"Help yourself, lady," Jerome said, placing his hand on her shoulder and pushing her down.

"Don't mind if I do," Mira laughed as she knelt in front of them and proceeded to blow them under the open air shower.

 

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After sucking their cocks and guzzling their cum in the shower, Mira and the men went naked into one of the rooms in the shack. It was a room between the bathroom and the lounge where she had been fucked a little while ago. There was a small kitchen with a stove and a few utensils at one end of the room while a rickety steel single bed occupied the other end.

While Jerome got busy cooking them a quick fix meal, James and Mira got busy on the bed. James knelt on the floor while Mira was on the bed. Her right leg was off the bed with her foot on the floor while the left was spread on the bed. James was licking her clit and fingering her cunt while his other hand was playing with her breasts. After getting her sufficiently worked up, he mounted her.

With her legs on his shoulders, he banged her. Jerome's attention was now split between cooking and watching them fuck. After bringing her to an orgasm, James felt Jerome tap on his shoulder.

"Can you watch the food for a while?" he asked.

James nodded and got up. Jerome took his place and started fucking Mira. He fucked her for a few minutes in missionary before switching to doggie style and banged her some more.

The men switched again and James started fucking her from behind. A few minutes into that, Jerome came back to join them.

"The food is ready but let's finish here first," he said as he knelt in front of Mira and stuffed his cock inside her mouth.

The duo fucked her hard on that rickety bed and worked up their appetites. They spit-roasted her for several minutes before James came in her pussy and Jerome in her mouth.

After a hearty meal and a few beers, they continued their carnal activities. Mira got to experience a full range of positions, but this time they jizzed on her face. This was something else new for her glorious carnal repertoire.

As the sun set and the day came to an end, their orgy did too. Washing up after the day-long activities, she finally put back on her clothes, the ones which had been taken off in the morning.

"Thank you, Jerome. It was great to know you," Mira said and kissed him on the cheek.

"You're always welcome back," Jerome replied and slapped her butt.

James and Mira waved goodbye as they headed back to their hotel.

It was late by the time they finally arrived. Instead of resting, they continued where they had left off.

She was on her fours while James fucked her hard from behind. They were so engrossed in the sex, they failed to hear her cellphone ringing. Her moans, his grunts and the slapping noise drowned out the ring.

A few seconds later, the cellphone stopped ringing and a message came into her inbox. It was her husband.

'Hey, Mira. I'm finally boarding my flight from London. See you tomorrow. Love you.'

 

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Mira tightly embraced herself as she watched through her window for her husband, Raghav, to arrive. It had been over a year since they had seen each other, and she was aching to hold him again. Finally, a cab arrived and Raghav stepped out.

Raghav looked visibly different than he did before he left for the states. It was evident from his prominent paunch that he had gained a few pounds. Mira thought that was probably because he ate fast food almost everyday. His hairline had also noticeably receded and was showing clear signs of balding.

Though he wasn't as attractive as he was before, he still had a cute smile which enamored Mira all those years ago.

Mira had prepared herself carefully for his arrival. Since she had met James, and then Jerome, she hadn't cared about her looks or worried about the obvious signs of her liaisons. She had taken a long shower to make sure all the marks of debauchery had been washed off and had then taken care to flush her vagina out of any remaining cum. Luckily, the hickeys which the two men had planted all over her body had faded to be almost unnoticeable. That had been her main concern.

There was a knock on her door, and Mira threw it open. Seeing her husband in front of her, an overwhelmed Mira hugged him tight and she received an equally tight hug back. Taking Raghav by the hand, she locked the door and dragged her husband inside their room. The moment they were in the room, they kissed. After a year apart the kisses were more than just passionate.

Unable to control her emotions, Mira wept as she continued kissing Raghav. Her weeping was a mix of elation about seeing her husband and a deep sense of guilt. She had cheated on him during a vacation which she was supposed to have spent with only him. The guilt was not just about the act of cheating, but the fact that she did with all her senses, fully aware of her actions. It was not just a mistake committed on one drunken night, but a full-blown affair. And to make it worse it wasn't with one guy, but two at the same time.

That deep sense of guilt and shame made her kiss her husband even more passionately. So much so that even Raghav was taken by surprise. He couldn't recall her kissing him so lovingly before. She had always been such a submissive wife. Though he was surprised, he wasn't complaining. Embracing his wife, he kissed her back with equal fervour.

Mira didn't stop her initiative at kissing. She took charge, pushing her husband on to the bed and got on top of him before kissing him more.

Raghav had a raging boner witnessing his wife's unexpected wild side. He thought she was aggressively expressing herself after so many months alone, and particularly excited by his late arrival.

Mira pulled his shirt off him and went down to take off his pants. Raghav silently watched his wife as she took off his jeans and then his underwear. He shuffled back on the bed a little allowing Mira to sit between his legs. She sighed in relief when her husband's penis sprung up in front of her, and she could wrap her hand around his cock. It was at that moment she realized truly how big James' and Jerome's black cocks were. While she could easily wrap her hand around Raghav's, her fingers would barely touch when holding their erections. Though she was distracted by that thought, she quickly dismissed it and went down on Raghav.

Raghav moaned as he felt his wife's soft, warm mouth engulf his hard-on. He threw his head back and moaned. It was a year since he last felt her heavenly mouth work its magic over his member. He had remained steadfast to his marriage vows but had relieved his own tensions at times thinking about his darling Mira.

Mira sucked with all her heart. She used all the techniques she had learnt over the last 3 days making her husband moan. Nibbling, deep throating, tender kisses... Everything she had learned from James and Jerome, she applied to Raghav enthusiastically.

Raghav was surprised at his wife's new moves but at that moment he wasn't complaining. He wondered where she had learned these techniques, but thought she probably saw them while watching porn. It was something they both did, together and apart, as it was the only way he could see to relieve their sexual frustration.

While swirling her tongue around his cock, Mira's mind inadvertently thought back to how thick James was and how full her mouth felt when his cock was inside it. She really wanted to avoid those comparisons with Raghav but she simply couldn't. She closed her eyes and slowly breathed out through her nose. Maybe she would have to live with those thoughts all her life. She looked up at her husband, who also had his eyes closed and had a large smile on his face. That made her smile, knowing that her lessons were appreciated. Just when she was warming up and enjoying herself, she felt her husband stiffen up.

"Aaarrrggghhh...." he grunted, holding her head down before erupting into her mouth. His back arched and his body shivered as he came.

Instinctively she gulped his cum down before realizing her mistake. She had never done that with her husband before. She carefully looked up at him, dreading a confrontation but Raghav was still in his post orgasmic bliss. His head was thrown back and his chest was heaving with his release. Relieved he hadn't noticed but disappointed that he came too soon, Mira sat up watching her husband. It was a good couple of minutes before his high faded off and he opened his eyes.

"I'm so sorry Mira... it's just that I haven't had real sex in a year and you were so good... I'm so sorry," Raghav tried to explain himself.

"It's alright Raghav... I know how hard it has been for you. I understand that. Relax," she assured him, trying to hide her disappointment.

"I'll make it up to you... I swear," he said, pulling her into a hug.

Mira and Raghav spent some time in each other's arms. She did feel good being with her husband again. Finally, her planned vacation had begun.

As noon approached, the couple made plans to head out for lunch. They got dressed and stepped out of their room. When they reached the front desk, Mira saw Karishma. She was the same receptionist who had smiled naughtily at her and James just a couple of days ago. Her heart raced as Mira feared Karishma would spill the beans. She surely had that knowing smile on her face. Mira looked outside, avoiding eye contact with her.

But Karishma knew better than to cause a scene with paying guests. She quietly took the keys, greeted them as just another pair of tourists and the couple went their way.

After handing the room to her shift replacement, Karishma set out for her final round of the hotel property. She hurriedly completed her inspection and checked out for the day. But she still had one room to check.

"Good day sir. I hope your experience at this hotel is satisfactory so far. Is there anything you need?" Karishma asked with that bright smile of hers when James opened the door.

James smiled back knowingly. He knew this woman had an eye on him. And now that Mira was busy elsewhere, she was all game for him.

"Ahh yes indeed. I can use your help," James said as he stepped aside, gesturing to her to walk in.

Raghav and Mira drove to a local market. It was a famous market known for handcrafted local jewellery and clothes. Mira wanted to go shopping and Raghav wanted to indulge her. Hand in hand they walked, looking around every shop and every store. As she was trying on a thought came to her mind. 'What must James be doing right now? He must be feeling alone. Oh, how I miss him...'

 

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While back at the hotel, James was sitting on the couch in his room with his bathrobe wide open. Karishma was down on her knees sucking his big black cock. She licked and sucked with her mouth while her right hand wrung around the shaft. The buttons of her shirt had been opened and her boobs had been scooped out a few minutes ago. Her skirt was pulled up while her left hand was inside her panties playing with her clit.

Mira spent quite some time at the market, buying a whole lot of things. Raghav watched on, amused, as she hopped from one store to another trying almost every she saw and buying most of it. A while later, Mira and Raghav were on their way to the beach. They rode down the same open road and passed the exact same point where she first met James. The last few days flashed in front of her eyes. Her breathing got heavy and her nipples hardened as she recalled the whole experience. Her hand lightly rubbed her own leg. Oh, how much she yearned for his touch.

"Oohh yes... yeeeaaaah..." Karishma moaned as James' thick fingers fucked her. She was lying on the couch, now completely naked. James was on top of her, sucking on her nipple while he furiously fingered her.

Mira and Raghav reached Anjuna beach. As they walked over it hand in hand, Raghav pointed out the same shack that Mira and James had first visited. They walked in and sat down at a table. Drinks and food were soon delivered.

Karishma was bent over, holding the edge of the bed for support. James was standing behind her, admiring her smooth, fleshy butt and poised to penetrate her. He rubbed his cockhead on her slit, first through her labia and then teasing her clit.

"Fuck me James... don't tease me..." she pleaded.

James chuckled at her desperation but obliged. In one swift motion, he plunged his cock into her completely.

"Aaaaaahhh..." Karishma groaned.

James knew a slut when he saw one, and what a fine slut she was. James went into overdrive from the very beginning. Pulling her hair back with one hand and spanking her ass with another, he went to town on her. James realized how different Mira and Karishma were. While Mira was a reluctant lover, Karishma was a proactive lover. Mira had to be gently pulled out of her shell while Karishma served herself on a platter, ready to be eaten. Mira, though she was a loud moaner, didn't talk a lot while this bitch just didn't shut up.

"Ohhhh yesss... yesss... that's it... yeah, fuck me like that... yeahaahh..." Karishma hollered.

Mira was looking at the ocean silently, her mind occupied with thoughts of James. Occasionally she looked at Raghav and smiled, though she wasn't listening to what he was saying.

 

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By now James and Karishma had changed positions. She had straddled him and was riding him hard. Her hands were on his chest as she moved her hips back and forth.

Mira picked up a nacho chip from her plate and dipped it in the mayonnaise. When she brought it towards her mouth a drop of mayonnaise fell on her lips, instantly reminding her of James' salty, delicious cum.

She blushed and smiled sheepishly, all the while Raghav was completely unaware of his wife's lewd thoughts.

Karishma was kneeling on the floor in front of James. Her mouth was wide open in anticipation of his impending orgasm.

James was furiously stroking his cock. His body was sweaty, his chest heaved heavily as he worked towards cumming.

With a loud groan, he came. The first spurt of cum landing straight into her mouth which she happily swallowed. The next few ones landed on her face, covering it with a thick layer of his jizz.

And just like that, three days passed. Mira and Raghav would leave the next day. Mira and James hadn't seen each other since Raghav had returned. At first, Mira missed James a lot and sometimes even hoping she could just find enough time for a quickie with him. But alas, that wasn't to be. Raghav was with her the whole time. He was keeping his end of the bargain. He had promised his wife that she would have his complete attention, and that's what he gave her. He pampered her, indulged her and smothered her with his love.

Though Mira was happy, she still felt incomplete. The three days with James had completely changed her, her way of looking at things, especially sex. The married couple would spend the day wandering the streets of Goa and spend the evening hopping clubs. After spending their evenings partying, they would retire back to their hotel room.

Mira was lying on her back with Raghav on top of her. Her arms were wrapped tightly around him. She cooed and sighed as her husband caressed her pussy with his penis. She was enjoying making love to her husband after more than a year, but she still felt a void, an uncomfortable feeling which refused to go.

She absolutely missed James at that moment. Even though Raghav was doing well in bed, much better than he did before; Mira still felt incomplete. She was now addicted to the hard long fucks she got from James. And inside her, she could clearly feel the difference. Raghav's average cock failed to reach the depths that James' cock explored. She missed that feeling of being stuffed. Mira and James didn't make love, they fucked like wild animals, almost devoid of any emotion except lust. A few days ago, meaningless sex was unmentionable but now she craved it. James had changed her so much in such a short time.

Just as she was warming up for an orgasm she heard Raghav groan loudly and his body went stiff. She felt his cum leaking into her pussy. Raghav collapsed on her totally spent while Mira threw her head back in disappointment.

For their final night in Goa the couple decided to go to their favourite club, 'Disco Valley'. They reached the club just after sunset. The place was crowded with vacationers, loud music was playing, and alcohol flowed freely.

Raghav and Mira had a blast together. They ate, they drank, they danced, talked and laughed. It was like they had never been apart. But as the night grew, Raghav kept drinking and soon enough was completely smashed but still wanted more.

"Raghav... enough... please stop drinking. You can't even talk properly," Mira pleaded with him.

"Just one more beer baby... pleeaassse... it's our last night here... baby please... waiter... get me another one," Raghav stammered in his drunken stupor.

Mira watched helplessly and in complete embarrassment as her husband got drunk. A few people around noticed that too, shaking their heads and laughing at the sight.

Halfway through his last beer, Raghav passed out on the table, completely drunk.

"Raghav, wake up... Raghav..." she shook him, trying to wake him up. He stirred a bit before passing out again.

Mira's eyes teared up with the feeling of utter shame. She put her head down and sobbed. 'How embarrassing could this be? Her husband passed out in public and with no way to get him back to their room.'

"Hey Mira," a familiar voice said.

Mira quickly looked up to find James standing in front of her.

"What happened here... is he ok?" James asked.

"Don't ask... he is fine... just... just passed out from too many drinks," Mira replied, to which James laughed out loudly.

"When did you get here?" she asked.

"Just a while ago. I was at the bar and noticed you when I was going to the men's room. I'm here with my friends," he said pointing at the bar. Mira saw four black men at the bar waving at her. "You want to join us?"

"I can't... can't leave my husband like this," she replied, sounding helpless.

"Well, let me take care of that," he said before calling someone over with a gesture from his fingers. It was the receptionist, Karishma. She approached the table and smiled at Mira. Mira smiled back but felt even more embarrassed. Karishma was followed by one of the big black guys from the bar.

"These two will take your husband back to the hotel safe and sound. So now you don't have to worry about him and can join us for a drink," James said.

"Uuhhh... but... mmm," Mira hesitated.

"Relax Mira. I'll take care of this," Karishma assured her. "Trust me. Your husband isn't the first drunk I've had to help home."

"Well... okay..." Mira replied as she stood up holding James' hand.

The big black guy moved towards Raghav and picked him up. He did it so easily that Mira couldn't help but giggle seeing her husband hanging from that man's shoulder.

As James and Mira walked towards the bar, she looked back and saw Karishma and the big black guy walked away with her husband.

They reached the bar and Mira was handed a cold beer.

"Mira... meet Jamal, Michael and you already know Jerome. And that other guy was Tyrone and that girl there was Karishma. And guys... meet Mira," James said, making the introductions.

Mira smiled and nodded as she met everyone. Jamal was tall and a bit fat with a bald head and a beard while Michael was lean but a bit shorter than the rest and had thick, curly hair. Tyrone was burly and the largest of them all. Mira felt like a dwarf in comparison to these guys.

"I told the guys about you and they were eager to meet you," James said, grinning.

"What! What did you tell them?" Mira looked at James, shocked and embarrassed.

"Well... you know..." James winked at her.

 

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Mira looked at the guys and their knowing smiles. Mira was visibly embarrassed. She blushed and sheepishly looked at the floor.

James was standing to her left and Michael to her right. Jamal was sitting on a barstool to Michael's left while Jerome sat in the barstool in front of her. Michael had his phone out and was videoing the scene. Mira thought that was curious.

James saw her looking at Michael. "Mike's our Social Media Director," he laughed. "He takes shots of our vacations and puts them up on Facebook, YouTube, Instagram, and ummm, other sites."

Michael zoomed in on Mira. "Yeah, we get a lot of likes for our specialist videos. I think you'd appreciate them."

"Mira and James paid a visit to my shack the other day. Did you enjoy the place, Mira?" Jerome asked. The guys chuckled at his loaded question.

It was clear to Mira that James and Jerome had spilt the beans on their fun. But instead of being offended and confronting them, she strangely felt the opposite. She could see the blatant desire in each man's eyes and that made her pussy tingle. She had never been so openly ogled, and being the centre of attention like this was arousing. She could feel her nipples harden as the men teased her about her visit to the shack. Nothing was said that an outsider would link to her being fucked by two of the two guys surrounding her, but to her, it was as intoxicating as the beer her husband had consumed.

She caught Michael glancing at her butt through the camera. She was wearing a pair of denim shorts and a white halter top. She wasn't particularly dressed for a night club, but her curves were quite clear even through these clothes.

"You know my bro's here are just like me... you know what I mean?" James winked at her.

Mira blushed and the guys had a good laugh at her embarrassment. "I know how Jerome is... don't know about the others." Mira replied.

"Care to find out?" Michael retorted. The guys laughed again.

Mira was already feeling a light buzz. She had four beers with her husband and two more with the guys. As she got higher, her inhibitions got lower.

"Last order guys," the bartender said, leaning over the bar.

"Don't keep the lady waiting here my man... get her a drink," Michael said to the bartender. The other guys placed their orders.

The bartender went to make up the order, shaking his head. 'That girl is going to have some fun tonight,' he thought.

"You know we can keep this party going at the villa," Jamal finally uttered a word in a deep, gravelly voice.

"Oh yeah... we can. Jamal and Michael have taken a villa. It's nearby. Wanna join us?" James asked Mira.

"Ummmm... but... Mmmm," Mira hesitated.

"It's a nice place. It's nice and roomy plus it has a huge ass hot tub," Michael said, trying to convince her.

"Ya. Far better than my place," Jerome interjected.

"C'mon Mira. It's your last night here... c'mon... it'll be fun... don't worry... I'll be with you," James pleaded.

"But my husband?" Mira asked.

"Don't worry about him. Karishma and Tyrone would have dropped him at the hotel by now. He's knocked out cold and won't be waking up till morning. I've never seen anyone go down so hard on beer," James replied, shaking his head.

"We'll drop you home later. Don't worry, we look after our guests," Michael said, focusing his phone's camera on Mira's cleavage.

Mira hesitated. She knew what the guys intended and that aroused her. She also knew her husband was with her on their vacation and there could be serious consequences to this if he found out. But what if she couldn't get back to her hotel well before her husband woke up out of his stupor? What if she was careful not to leave any marks on her body? Mira pondered over so many conflicting questions. A part of her wanted to go back to her husband and another part wanted to go with the guys... she was so confused.

"Ok, I'll come with you guys. But only if you drop me back to the hotel," Mira said, finally coming to a decision.

"Alright!" the guys said in unison, followed by a round of high fives.

They quickly finished their drinks, settled the bill and headed out. Mira's heart was beating so fast she thought it would burst.

They reached the parking lot and Jamal got into his hired four-seat sedan.

 

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"Mira can sit on my lap. It's only a short drive, just a couple of minutes away," James said, rubbing his hand over her ass.

Jamal and Jerome sat in the front. Mira got inside the car and sat on James' lap in the back seat, Michael jumping in beside them. Mira could feel James' erection poking at her butt through his pants.

Jamal drove like a man possessed and they were at the villa in a couple of minutes. It was a white two-story building. A tall white wall surrounded the villa for three sides while the fourth side faced the sea. They fell out of the car and went inside.

Since it was a villa on rent, it was only modestly decorated. A couple of couches in the living room, a television on the wall opposite one of the couches. Though the house was modestly furnished, the bar cabinet in the corner of the bar wasn't. It was stocked with a wide assortment of liquor. On display was everything from whiskey to rum, from vodka to gin.

"The bedrooms are upstairs," Michael said, showing her around the ground floor.

They all turned when they heard a shout behind them. Tyrone was right behind them, carrying Raghav over his shoulder. Even after that bumpy drive, he was still knocked out.

"I'll just put him to bed upstairs and join you guys in a minute," Tyrone said as he walked upstairs.

"C'mon Mira. The best part of the house is right out there," James said as he held her hand and walked ahead.

Across the living room, there was a French window and across that was a large balcony which overlooked the ocean. It was built on stilts with stairs leading straight down to the beach. The floor of the balcony was made of wood. The balcony was lit with dim mood lighting. James and Mira walked over to one end of the balcony. There was a large hot tub, big enough to fit four or five people. There was a wooden bench facing the beach and also a counter to keep the drinks for the tenants.

When the music began playing, Mira turned around. Michael was carrying a few bottles of liquor in his hands towards them. Behind him, Jamal was carrying a pack of beer and glasses.

"Now that sets the mood guys," James said excitedly.

Karishma and Tyrone joined them a few moments later. "Your husband is sleeping peacefully upstairs. You can now relax and enjoy the drinks." Karishma told Mira, sounding quite reassuring.

"What happened?" asked Mira. "How come you're here with Raghav?"

Karishma shrugged, "The night manager was behind the desk talking to someone and I couldn't grab the room key. Tyrone thought it would be best to bring him back here. He had this strange idea you'd all be here."

"What do you want to drink Mira?" Michael asked standing near the counter. He was playing the bartender and videographer for the night.

"A beer would be fine," Mira replied.

"Here you go..." he said, handing her a cold one before handing one to everyone.

They opened their beer and James raised his to a toast.

"To our friend Mira and her incredible vacation in Goa, and may her last night here be memorable," he said as they all raised their bottles and clinked them together.

"Cheers!!!" they all said emphatically and in unison.

Mira wasn't as loud as everyone else. She was a naturally shy person and more so in the company of strangers. Even though a lot of water had passed under the bridge in the last week, she was still essentially the same person as she was when she first landed in Goa. Also, she reminded herself, her husband was asleep just a few feet away from them. She knew what the guys wanted, but she really wasn't sure. Five guys? And Karishma?

"I'm starting the hot tub. Who wants to jump in?" Michael asked.

"I do!" said an excited Karishma.

"Well then I do too," Tyrone declared, rapidly followed by Jamal and Jerome.

"Mira doesn't want to, I guess." James chuckled.

"Well, I don't know... ummm... maybe later?" Mira said nervously.

Michael started the hot tub and everyone got busy with drinks and chat. Karishma was a lively girl and seemed comfortable with them all. Mira wondered if she had been with these guys before.

James pulled her away from the group and they stood near the edge of the balcony, listening to the waves crash on the shore.

"So this is your last night here huh?" he asked, holding her hands.

"Ya... we leave tomorrow morning," Mira replied sadly.

"We're never going to see each other then?"

"I don't know... I guess we won't."

"You're an incredible woman Mira. I'll never forget you." James said as he tucked her hair behind her ear. Mira blushed, listening to the praise.

"I'll never forget you either James. You're amazing." Mira said. She could feel her pulse quicken.

"Last nights should be memorable shouldn't they?" he asked.

"Hmm..." was all she could say before she felt his hand gently touch her cheek. She closed her eyes and felt his delicate touch. His hand caressed her cheek and then his finger brushed her lips. Mira's nipples hardened as her lover touched her after so many days apart.

"Ummm..." She moaned as she felt his thick lips against her. He caught her upper lip in his and kissed her. She raised herself on her toes to embrace him and kissed him back.

 

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When Raghav arrived, Mira thought she wouldn't have a chance of meeting James again, let alone sharing an intimate moment. And now that she finally was having that moment, there was a sense of relief but also a sense of sorrow knowing that they would never meet again.

With that thought in mind, Mira kissed James as passionately as she could. James had his hands on her butt, propping her up as he kissed her with equal passion. In that moment of intense passion, they had forgotten that they had company and were completely oblivious to the others.

"Ummmm..." she moaned as he squeezed her ass. She tightened her hands behind his neck and pulled him closer.

He kissed her lips and licked them. His tongue probed the insides of her mouth where it met her tongue. Their tongues clashed and danced as they kissed fervently. She moaned into his mouth as her arousal peaked. Her hands moved on his smooth bald head while his hands moved the length of her back. Oh, how she wished they were alone.

They kissed for several minutes before moving apart. They both could see the fire of lust in each other's eyes as they stared into one another.

"Aarrhmmm... aarrhhmmm... guys... the hot tub is ready." Jerome coughed and said, standing near them.

It was as if a spell had broken and they were back into the world they had left behind for those few minutes.

They looked back and saw that everyone was about to get into the tub. Jamal had taken off his shirt and was taking off his shorts. He was of a chubbier built and with his height, made him look like a giant. He had a large stomach and a flabby chest. When he took off his shorts, his thick legs came into view. He was wearing a pair of boxers which accentuated his large butt.

Next to undress was Michael. As he took off his t-shirt, his lean, toned and muscular body came into view. He wasn't as bulked up as James but had a well defined cut body. Like James, he had a shaved chest with no hair on his body. He had a well pronounced set of abs with the top four clearly visible under the dim lights. As he slid down his pants, his perfectly toned and rather cute butt came into view. He was wearing a black low rise brief which barely hid that cute ass. He'd swapped his phone for an actual camera, which Mira assumed was waterproof.

Tyrone was next. He was the tallest of them all. He didn't have a muscled body or even an athletic one for that matter. He had a slim build with long arms and sparse curly hair on his chest. He reminded Mira of a basketball player.

As the three men climbed into the tub, Karishma stood next to it. She was still completely dressed in her t-shirt and jeans. She was taking small sips of beer and grooving to the music playing in the background. The guys had their eyes fixated on her, and Michael had the lens aimed on her body. Her beautiful lush hair swung in the flowing sea breeze while her eyes were closed as she moved to the rhythm. She moved her hips rhythmically, accentuating her supple butt under the tight jeans.

Matching the beat, she held the hem of her t-shirt and started pulling it over her head. The guys stood captivated as her bra clasped boobs came into view. It was as if their eyes would pop out. She pulled the t-shirt off her head and threw it on the floor. She was wearing a white bra - nothing fancy, just a regular working bra. Her breasts were evidently larger than Mira's by a couple of sizes. The bra seemed a little tight which made her ample cleavage pop out forming a deep valley between her globes. The cups of her bra were low cut and ended just teasingly above her nipples.

Still moving to the music, she unbuttoned her jeans, then put her fingers inside the band and slowly peeled them off. She bent over as they came down which gave James and Jerome, who were standing behind her, a clear view of her ample, curvaceous butt. Both of them moaned "ohhhh" with their lips circled as she took off her pants and let them lie at her feet.

She gingerly stepped out of her jeans and turned to face Mira. Still dancing to the music, she made her way to Mira and put her hands on her shoulders, pulling her close. Mira giggled in embarrassment but the goosebumps on her body betrayed the unique arousal she felt. Never ever had a half-naked woman embraced her like this and she was quite a bit confused on how she felt about it.

Karishma then flitted towards James who was just a couple of feet away. She went up to him still swinging those hips. She snaked her hands around his neck and kissed him full on the lips. Mira watched with a pang of jealousy she never felt before as she saw her lover kiss another woman. What drove her jealousy even more, was that James was kissing her back while his hands squeezed her almost naked butt.

Karishma turned around and bent over, grinding her ass into James' crotch. James laughed as he held her waist and rubbed his crotch harder. For Mira, it was strange to feel jealous. She knew James wasn't exclusively her's, but she had difficulty watching this. Though there were four other men here, she only wanted James for herself. She didn't mind James sharing her with other men but couldn't fathom sharing James with another woman. And yet, she couldn't say anything at that moment.

After twerking her hips towards James, Karishma moved to the tub. She gingerly stepped into the tub making herself comfortable between Michael and Tyrone while Jamal was to Tyrone's right. Michael made sure her cleavage was suitably recorded.

Jerome quickly got rid of his shorts and t-shirt and got into the tub and James followed suit. All eyes were on Mira, waiting for her to join them. Though a bit conscious of taking off her clothes in front of so many people, a thought came to her mind that if she didn't take the initiative Karishma would, and James would be with her. So without another thought, she quickly got down to her underwear and slowly got into the tub between James and Jerome.

Michael got out and quickly fetched everyone a bottle of beer and they all cozied up in the hot tub. Though it was a large tub, seven people made it very crowded. The warm water and the cold beer were very relaxing and everyone had let their hair down. Mira had now completely relaxed to her own semi-nakedness and of the near nakedness of everyone around her.

 

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Mira looked across the tub and noticed Karishma's arms move in an unusual manner. Most of her arm was submerged under the water but was moving up and down. Michael and Tyrone who were sitting next to her were smirking. She looked around and everyone was smirking. And that's when she realised why! Karishma was giving Michael and Tyrone handjobs under the water.

Though she couldn't see Karishma's hands wrapped around their cocks, the very idea that it was happening right in front of her was very arousing, just adding fuel to the fire that had started in her loins back when she saw James in the club. In the midst of the bubbling water, Mira could see the small waves caused by the vigorous jerking of Karishma's hands. She was aroused, but not scandalized; how one week could change a lifetime of values!

"Karishma's got right down to business," James chuckled. Karishma responded with a smirk and a wink.

'She is indeed a bold woman,' thought Mira.

"Ohh so let them titties bounce Karishma!" Jamal exclaimed, with the excitement of a child wanting to see a new toy.

"Yeah, let them free!" Jerome said. Karishma teasingly refused with a shake of her head.

"Let them free! Let them free! Let them free!" the men chanted, cheering her on.

That made Karishma giggle and she obliged. Slowly reaching behind, she unhooked her bra and let it slide off her chest and into the bubbling water. Since she was sitting in the tub, her nipples were just under the waterline with only her ample cleavage on display. She watched the men gawk at her with a foxy smile. She knew how to be a tease and she loved it. She was opposite to Mira in terms of personality. Mira was coy while Karishma was brazen. Mira had to be drawn out of her shell to do something like this while Karishma loved making an entrance.

Mira knew this and was feeling a bit threatened but she too was curious to see her rival's tits. A mixture of arousal, curiosity and jealousy was floating in her mind.

"Wanna see more?" Karishma asked, teasing the men.

"Oh yeahhh," James declared.

"Yesss..." said Michael, forgetting about his camera work.

"Fuck yeah man," Jerome said with a loud clap.

Tyrone nodded his head vigorously while Jamal kept gawking at Karishma.

She smiled seductively at them. They were eating out of her hand. Right where she wanted them to be.

Karishma raised herself just a bit for the nipple to rise above the water before quickly sitting down.

"Whooppss!" Karishma said and laughed teasingly.

The boys chuckled too, urging her to show them her tits.

"Oh, c'mon girl... show them titties..." Michael pleaded, remembering his other duty and focusing on the girl beside him.

"Oh okay... alright... Just because you asked so nicely," Karishma purred, slowly standing up. Standing with her hip bent, she placed her magnificent body on display for everyone. The dripping water and the dim lights made her sexy bod glimmer and appear more attractive than it already was.

"Hey! why am I the only one showing everything here?" Karishma complained with one hand still on her waist, looking down at the five slack-jawed males drooling at her.

Nothing more needed to be said and the boys, without hesitation, got up and took off their underwear like it was on fire. Five hard cocks sprang out all around the tub in a massive sausage fest. Mira and Karishma both gasped audibly. Black dicks of all shapes and sizes were on display. Thick and long; hairy and bald, everything was available for their inspection. Each of the men stood proudly with their hands on their hips showing off their weapons.

Mira, who was still sitting, had Jerome's and James' cocks tantalizingly close to her lips. She could see every vein, every ripple that was etched into her memory. It took all her self control not to lean over and swallow their glorious erect cocks.

 

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Karishma watched spellbound and absentmindedly licked her lips at the sight of these naked black men. She was looking forward to tasting them all, but she was going to enjoy making the men cry in frustration first.

"Mira, it's your turn now honey. Off it goes!" Karishma said, pointing at her bra.

With still a tinge of shyness in her, Mira hesitated. She was aroused but still a bit shy about undressing in front of all these strangers. She looked up at James who smiled at her and nodded at her to go ahead.

"Let me help you honey," Karishma said as she stepped towards Mira. She sat down in front of her and cupped Mira's soft melons with her hands.

"Mmmmm... nice..." Karishma said, softly kneading Mira's bra covered breasts. Her white bra was wet and had now become more of a transparent film barely hiding anything.

"You're so hot, so beautiful... so... So sexy," Karishma whispered, bringing her lips close to Mira's and placing a soft kiss on them. Karishma's touch was so different to a man's. They were firm - even when trying to be gentle, but hers was so soft, so delicate and so precise, knowing full well how a woman needed to be touched. Mira shuddered as she felt Karishma's hands and lips on her while the cocks around them twitched in excitement at watching these two women kiss.

Mira closed her eyes as their lips engaged in a full kiss. Never had she felt this way and never had she even thought of kissing a woman but now that she had, she questioned herself why she hadn't tried before. Karishma and Mira started kissing like lovers. Karishma worked on her boobs making Mira moan into her mouth.

The guys couldn't resist anymore and each one of them started stroking their own cocks vigorously watching the scene unfold. Michael slowly stepped out of the tub and with one eye on the action between the ladies set up a tripod to hold the camera. Once he was happy everything was in the frame, he leapt back into the water and resumed ogling the girls.

As Mira got completely lost in the kiss, Karishma slyly moved her hand behind and unhooked her bra. Though Mira heard the snip and felt the bra loosen, she was too far gone to resist and she let the bra slide off her chest and into the water.

Karishma broke the kiss and backed off, allowing everyone to see Mira's magnificent breasts. If Karishma's boobs were eye-popping, then Mira's tits were mind-blowing. Smooth, fair, large and beautiful, all the adjectives in the English language wouldn't suffice to describe the beauty of her breasts, so much so that they even had Karishma drooling.

Everyone was teased enough; now they were primed and ready to go. Karishma slid back and sat down in the tub. Michael and Tyrone quickly took spots next to her pointing their cocks in her face. Gently taking them into her hands she stroked them, looking up at them with a foxy smile. A few more strokes then she took Michael in her mouth. He groaned and threw his head back as he felt her warm mouth.

Mira looked up at James who was getting into position. She held his cock and gently pulled him in position. She then looked at Jerome and grabbed his cock. She stroked both of them together but watched Karishma as she switched from Michael to Tyrone.

Mira then licked the underside of James' glans a couple of times before popping it into her mouth. She relished his salty taste and musky aroma as she swirled her tongue around his cockhead. She was hungry for his cock. Holding Jerome's dick firmly she stroked him. She was now a pro at giving a double blowjob, having sucked on them for an entire day. Switching between licking his shaft, sucking his balls and engulfing his cock in her mouth, Mira went around expertly pleasing his phallus. She then switched to Jerome and let his long cock slide in and out of her mouth as her tongue rubbed the underside of his monster.

Out of the corner of her eye, she tried to see what Karishma was doing but Jamal's fat ass blocked her view. He was standing in front of her and it was evident from the gagging and slurping noises that Karishma was now sucking Jamal. From the sides of his large body she could see her hands still working on Michael and Tyrone.

Mira switched back to James as he held her head and fucked her mouth. Sliding it half in a few times before pushing it all the way to the hilt, he fucked her mouth like the expert he was. To accommodate his massive organ completely inside her mouth, Mira relaxed allowing him to bury his cock right to the back of her throat. Though she gagged a little, she didn't allow him to pull out. A few moments later James pulled out and Mira gasped for air as her throat cleared.

"Give me that," she moaned as she pulled Jerome towards her and took his cock inside her mouth. Jerome did the same as James, fucking her mouth roughly.

James had been keenly watching Karishma work on the other three men, and he wanted her mouth on his cock now. He waded through the water, pushing the rest of the men aside and took his place in front of Karishma. Like an obedient slut, Karishma immediately started working on his cock; sucking, licking and kissing his phallus.

Mira glanced at James' ass, which was just in front of her. His muscular, taut butt was clenched as his cock was being serviced. It looked so sexy, so strong, so biteable. Pushing Jerome back Mira quickly made it behind James and squeezed his ass. She lowered her mouth on his butt, at first licking the entirety of it and then slapping it. She loved spanking him and now realised why James loved spanking her. The pleasure was not just in getting spanked but also in the spanking. The harder her slaps got, the deeper James pushed into Karishma's mouth. First came Mira's slap, then James' groan and then Karishma's gag. Mira giggled at the thought she was indirectly fucking Karishma's mouth.

Spreading his butt cheeks, Mira spied his chocolate brown asshole and the massive balls that hung under. She bent lower and licked his balls. James spread his legs just enough to give her room to lick him and Mira went to work. Sucking and licking his massive ball sack, she drooled on them making them all wet and shiny. She then dragged her tongue from the balls along the perineum before wiggling her tongue on his clenched butthole. Her act was so dirty but so sexy. She didn't need any compelling or any force; she was doing at her own will. Her pussy was on fire like never before.

"Put that finger in my ass!" James groaned. He had clutched Karishma's wet hair in his hand as he ruthlessly fucked her mouth.

Without a second thought, Mira pushed her index finger into his ass. Initially, there was some resistance but a harder push saw it go in.

"Ohh yeahhhh! Fucckkk yeaaaaahh..." James howled, clutching Karishma's hair tighter making her groan.

"You like that?" Mira managed to ask between her licks.

"Fucking shit I do... don't stop you whore." James replied with an urgent groan, grinding his teeth.

This raw, animalistic and extremely vulgar James was so hot that she wanted more of him and pushed her finger deeper, rotating it as well.

"Aaarggh... yes..." James howled.

"Keep... doing... that... fucking... whore..." he growled, uttering a word with each slam into Karishma's mouth.

It was a scene straight out of a porn movie. A large black man standing naked in a hot tub with a naked woman in front of him sucking his cock and a naked woman behind licking his ass. Simply the way he had pushed the other men aside and had these women servicing him exclusively clearly showed who was the alpha male amongst them. The others though didn't complain but watched with awe as the naked sluts gorged on him.

The double assault on his cock and ass was so overwhelming that he could feel his orgasm approaching. Never had he ever felt like cumming so soon before. With all the will power he could muster James managed to push both women away to avoid cumming before he wanted to.

James looked down at his cock which was covered with a thick coat of Karishma's saliva. He sat down in the tub, pulled both women close and kissed them each as passionately as he could. All three tongues danced together in a threesome of kisses. When they were done, all three sat in the tub with the girls giggling next to each other.

"Fuck that was amazing," James sighed as he opened a beer and gulped it down.

Michael handed the girls a beer each, which they gladly accepted.

"Fuck bro... they're good," Tyrone said in admiration.

"Uhhmm," the others nodded in agreement.

"You're so good Mira. When you checked into the hotel, I thought you were just another boring housewife but then my opinion changed when I heard your moans from James's room and now I've got to see it myself," Karishma said, rubbing her hand over Mira's thigh.