Latha’s bi-experience – part II

In my Part I, I had described to you my sexual experience with Mom and her boy friend Amar on a November Friday in 1998. My experience on that day continues. As soon as Mom announced that my elder sister Sudha would come over in a couple of hours time, we wanted to get ready for her. We never openly discussed plans among three of us as to the sex encounter possible with Sudha, but I am sure each one must have had his/her own plans. Anyway, I had decided that Sudha should be seduced to our promiscuous methods. Amar arranged for the bed to be redone. I cleaned up myself further, did up my hair, braided my long black tresses to plaits in the traditional Indian fashion and generally made my nude body presentable. Mom cooked a great dinner and also took care of her personal hygiene. We decided to get dressed only just before her arrival as we all preferred to romp about in the nude.

Just before seven, I took out a long sleeveless gown and slipped into it. The gown was strapped around my shoulders and held with buttons and there was a elastic band which went below the boobs, which lifted up the boobs further high and partly visible at the top. The boobs also wriggled seductively when I moved and threatened to fall out of the gown if I bent forward. Mom was dressed in an usual saree and blouse and Amar in a lunghi. All of took care not to wear any underwear, bra or panty. Mom had told me that anyway she had discarded bra and panty for good after coming together with Amar. Sudha arrived promptly wearing a bright red saree and a red blouse. I must describe Sudha here for you. Though she was 24 when this incident happened, she looked more like a teenager. She is very fair complexioned with a translucent skin.

Her skin is milky white at her waist and this color sets of very much against a bright red saree. Her black tresses are also plaited very long like mine and we take care of our tresses very carefully. I remember that before our weddings, I had peeked a few times into the bathroom when Sudha was bathing and taken some breathtaking views of her anatomy. Her lovely breasts, though slightly smaller than mine (around 38 DD) are simply lovely. Her rounded ass looks soft and white. Her long legs will make any man water in his mouth and prick. I had suggested several times to her before wedding that with such good legs she should go in for short skirts, but she was a prim and proper demure Indian Naree. So she would always prefer only traditional South Indian dresses. Of course, Sudha never knew that I used to peek at her nudity.Coming back to our glorious Friday evening, we invited Sudha. She appeared surprised at Amar, as she had not heard of our Mom’s sexual preferences. We had all met first time after more than a year. After a few words, Mom left for making arrangements for dinner and we sisters were animatedly discussing our lives, carefully avoiding the sex portion of it.

THE REST OF THE STORY WILL BE TOLD TO YOU BY SUDHA

I was glad to see Mom and my little sister Latha. I was a little shocked to see that she was wearing a sexy gown showing her cleavage, when there was a 24 year old guy around. Now, I was also surprised at the presence of a guy there. Though I knew that Mom had separated, I did not know that she was horny enough to keep a boy friend 18 years younger than her.

It must have been feeding time for Latha’s infant and she started wailing for breast milk. Amar handed over the child to Latha’s lap. Then he leaned across to Latha and unbuttoned the strap on her left shoulder. Slowly pulling back the strap he pulled down the gown on her left side. Latha’s very huge left breast popped into view. My eyes popped out at such a wanton display of anatomy but I decided to keep quiet. Then Latha started feeding the baby in presence of Amar and me. Incidentally I also noticed that Mom did not wear bra and that her breasts were doing a jingle when she walked or laughed.

Though I had decided to keep quiet, my sexual instincts did not keep quiet. My nipples started tingling and growing larger. My pussy started oozing at the sight of Latha’s open breast. Frankly, before our wedding, I had, on a couple of occasions peeked into the bathroom to see Latha’s naked body and I was certainly impressed by her boobs. I remember that before wedding, she was using 37D bra, but now her breast seemed much larger than that. Even after feeding the baby, Latha made no move to cover her open boobs. She went on as if there was nothing new about it. As she talked and laughed, her open breast did a dance by itself and her other breast tried to jump out. I had to restrain myself from reaching out to cup and squeeze the breast.

When Mom came into the dining room and saw Latha’s dangling left breast, she made no comment about it and went about talking with me as if everything was normal. She brought out a simple but hearty dinner. The four of us sat in a round, with Latha (and her enticing boob) diagonally opposite to me and Amar and Mom facing one another. In this bizzare situation, I have forgotten to mention about Amar. Amar was finding it a hell of time to conceal his bulge. It was clear that he was not wearing anything under the lunghi and his lunghi was obscenely protruding at the vital point. So he refused to get up from the sitting position on the floor, lest his erection be fully evident. The whole situation was becoming very humorous.

Amidst the four of us the food plate was placed and Mom served the dishes. Mom instructed us to eat out the same plate and we duly complied. I noticed that Latha and Amar sometimes fed food into one another’s mouth and generally enjoyed it. Mom also once stuffed food into my mouth and the atmosphere was getting sexier. I could smell the scent of cunt all over as I am sure Mom’s and Latha’s cunts must also have been oozing by then.

This was all very new to me. I had been virgin till wedding. In the two years after wedding, I had had a fairly satisfying sex life with my hubby in Germany. I had never thought of sex with any other person – male or female. I had never stripped or tried to demonstrate in public nor had I seen an uncovered cunt or penis except in porno movies.

After the playful dinner, Mom instructed that we, youngsters can go to the rest room and she would join us later. The “rest room” as I had guessed turned out to be the bedroom with a king-sized bed in the center with large life sized mirrors on all four sides and one mirror on the ceiling. As soon as we entered the bedroom, Amar and Latha hugged each other and started french kissing. Then Amar turned to me and put his hand around my shoulders and led me to the bed. As soon as we sat down he put his arms around me and started kissing me in the mouth. The thought of kissing any one other than my hubby was electric and I was locked in the kiss for a very long time. I saw, Latha move over behind Amar and hug him from behind. My hands touched the open boob of Latha and I could not help but squeeze it slightly. Latha took the clue and started rubbing her hands slowly over my blouse on my boobs. Meanwhile Amar, sandwiched between the two sisters slowly slipped out of his lunghi and was suddenly aked and still hugging me. His stout prick was rubbing the area of my saree just above my cunt.

We moved out of the embrace and Amar laid his back down on the bed. His 8 inch long rod was standing proudly from his belly. Though I had always wanted to suck cock, by hubby never allowed to suck and never sucked my cunt too. I decided to give into my fantasy and took his entire rod into my mouth. Meanwhile, Latha too decided to fight for her share of cock. In the ensuing fight, we sisters started licking the erect cock first and later started licking each others tongues. My french kiss with my sister was simply marvelous. It was my first kiss of another woman and I found it very satisfying especially your own little sister kissing. Latha had also removed my blouse and bra. I was left with my saree covering my otherwise free breasts.

Amar’s prick was now crying for attention. Latha walked down to the feet of Amar and lifted her gown above her waist, to reveal a neatly shaven cunt. The sight of such a lovely babyish cunt sent me into a tizzy. Lifting her gown up, she daintily walked up to the toes of Amar and playfully rubbed her clit on his toes. Then she slowly moved and kneeled on the bed so that her cunt lips were directly above the upright pole of Amar. Without touching either her cunt lips or Amar’s prick with her hand and without any help from Amar, she just sat down so that the great prick was buried to the hilt inside her love hole. She then let her gown down so that their groins were blocked from view. She then cupped her open lovely breast and brought the nipple up to her own mouth and started licking and sucking it. Then she started gyrating motions on Amar making him fuck up her pussy hole.

I moved over to Amar’s head and sat down near Amar’s head. Then pulling up my saree to reveal my white thigh, placed his head on my naked thigh and started breast feeding him. Amar received a flush of warm milk from my left breast. After feeding some more milk, I bent down on his mouth and sucked some of the milk left in his mouth. With my milk in my mouth I walked over to Latha and kissed her. As she was also sucking her own breast, she had some of her own milk in her mouth. We exchanged milk from each other’s mouth and drank the mouthful. I slowly lifted Latha’s gown over head to reveal a totally nude Latha. Latha told me that it was very unfair on my part to still sport my saree, though the saree had now slid from my upper torso and I was already nude waist upwards. I was very much upset by Latha’s observation and immediately made amends by stripping off my saree and panties. Meanwhile, Amar and Latha continued to fuck and reached their fucking orgasms together. Latha got off from Amar’s cock after their orgasm and laid down beside him sanissin@yahoo only femails.