Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Disclaimer This is a work of erotic fiction. The subject is erotic in nature and may not be to your liking. The author does not endorse the lifestyle or acts that are described here. It is meant solely for the reader's pleasure. If such literature turns you off, you are requested to stop reading here. Please do not try these things at home. What may read as exciting acts may be fatal to the participants if performed in real life. If you are still here, I hope you enjoy the story. Your comments, brickbats, and praise are all equally welcome. You can write to me at bentspoon@excite.com. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------- Shreya's Weekend - Part I Shreya checked herself in the mirror once more. Ajay would be there any moment to pick her up. When the doorbell rang, her first impulse was to run to the door. But she controlled it. It would not do for her parents to suspect anything. Shreya and Ajay had built up a story about a company meeting in Bangalore, so that her parents would allow her out of town alone with Ajay. She smiled to her reflection in the mirror on how she had made him chase her until she "reluctantly" gave in to him. Shreya loved the games that led to the first moment in bed. The chase, the teasing, she loved it all. She also loved the excitement of cheating. She was the only girl in a team of five, at the office. Unknown to each of them, she was fucking all of them. She was proud of how she had made them all keep their "involvement" with her a secret. Off all the four, she enjoyed the sessions with Ajay the most. He had a way of making her feel like a slut. The other three actually thought there was an element of love in their affairs with her. But with Ajay it was pure lust. "Shreya! Ajay is here", he mother called from the living room. Shreya picked up her bag and joined them. She noticed the way he stripped her with his eyes. He knew that she wasn't wearing any underclothes. His eyes told her how much he was looking forward to getting her to himself. Ajay had booked them into a room just outside town. There they would spend the weekend in an orgy of sex. "Ready?" he asked politely. "Yeah", she told him. She took leave of her family and they rode away on Ajay's bike. The rode, about an hour, out of the city until they came to a resort. The resort had individual cottages spread over a huge area. The cottages were spread out wide from each other to ensure privacy. It fit their needs perfectly. They parked in front of their cottage and took the things inside. "This is cool", she informed him. "Make me a coffee", he said in that tone he adapted when they were together. She got busy settling themselves into the cottage and, of course, making his coffee. He was settled in front of the telly when she brought him his coffee. She kissed his cheek as she put his coffee on the table in front of him. He settled back on the sofa and spread his legs. She didn't need to be told what he expected. She knelt between his legs and released his penis. For a moment, she studied the organ. It was soft, and pliable. Even in this state, he was close of 3 inches in length. She was well aware how large it could grow. She undid his trousers and helped him pull it off. Now it lay bunched at his feet. She turned the organ upwards, and exposed his balls. With the tip of her tongue, she drew lazy paths along it. She knew he liked that. Once he had watched an entire soccer match with her licking and sucking him. Later he had confessed that it was a dream come true for him. The sheer joy that he had shown had pleased her. For her, her man's pleasure was the ultimate reward. She began to lap a his balls and his moans told her that she had pleased him well. She let the tip of her tongue start at the very base of his balls and travel upwards, leaving the balls and onto his shaft. She went all the way up to his penis head. She circled the head over and over again, until she knew that he was going crazy. She opened her mouth and took him in. She felt his hand on the back of her head. She relaxed the muscles in her throat, knowing what was coming. She began to slowly ease the length into her throat. The moment when the head touched her tonsils was the worst. There was an almost overpowering need to bring up. But she stifled it and then it was gone. She nostrils were buries in his pubic hair now. His hand on her head became firm. Her air was running out, but she knew he wouldn't let her go, so she stayed. Her lungs began to scream for air, she tried to pull back, but he continued to hold her down. She grabbed his calf muscles and her nails bit into the hard muscle. She knew that she had left marks, but he held her down. Then when she was a moment away from beginning to thrash he let go. She came away and filled her lungs with a deep draw of breath. "Bastard", she said, although she couldn't see him clearly. Her eyes were unfocussed and the only things on her mind were air and anger. But as she got her breath back, she saw his smile and the anger melted. She took him in her mouth again, and sucked on his head. She didn't want to take too much of him in and tempt him to pull that stunt again. At least not so soon. She grabbed the stock of his organ in her palm and began jerking him off as she sucked on his head. His breathing got harder and he pushed her away. She knelt lower and held her mouth open, her tongue outstretched. She watched him furiously jerk away on his organ, and then he stopped. He held the penis aimed at her mouth, his face twisted, and then it came. One, two, three, four, five squirts of thick sperm. Each landed on her tongue. She held her tongue outstretched so he could see it there. He liked that, then she closed her mouth and swallowed. She smiled up at him and stood up for the customary kiss. "Did you like that?" she asked him. "You know I do", he told her. They kissed again. They spent the rest of the evening in each others arms, touching, kissing, feeling and just before dinner, he climbed on her. He was nice and hard, having recovered from the blowjob. She spread her legs and he slid into her. She was wet from all the games, and it was easy for him. He began pounding her at a fast trot. She loved that. After almost three hours of playing, she was in no mood for a gradual build up. She just wanted him to fuck her brains out. Her first orgasm came within five minutes. He didn't let up, he banged her through the orgasm, keeping her thighs apart. She struggled to close the thighs, but he didn't let her. He knew that would keep her hot longer. The orgasm passed and she felt cheated. But the movement inside her, as his penis rubbed against her clit brought her need back. "Harder", she whispered to him. He rolled off her. She wanted to kill him. The only reason she didn't was because she needed that orgasm. She rolled off her back and got on top of him, straddling him. His penis slid into her slick cunt again. She rode his fast and furious. Soon she was caught between tiring muscles in her thighs and her need. She settled on him and ground her cunt over him. They rolled over without him slipping out of her. He went back to ramming her. "I'm cumming", she screamed. She felt his hands on her thighs. "No please", she begged him. The hands remained. "I want to cum", she cried. He just kept banging her. Then he let her go, collapsing on her. She felt his warm sperm slide into her as her orgasm hit. She squeezed, and in the process drained more of him into her. She brought her thighs together, pushing him out of her. She watched him roll off and get on his feet beside the bed. "I'm cumming", she screamed as she writhed on the bed. It was the most amazing feeling in the world. It just kept coming and coming. She felt the tears flow down her cheeks as she achieved pleasure. When she opened her eyes he was standing over her, his penis in hand, jerking it off. She sat at the edge of the bed, and took him in her mouth. She sucked him and cleaned him. "Bath before dinner?" he asked. "Sure", she replied. They took their shower together and the dressed for dinner. They had to ride out all the way to the gate to the restaurant. "Hi! Ajay. I have a reservation", he told the head waiter. "Yes sir. And your guests are waiting", he informed them. "Guests?" Shreya asked. "Surprise", Ajay said as he pointed out Kumar, Amar and Prem at the table. Shreya felt her cunt getting wet, and a fear gripping her heart. 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