1st Movie

October 9, 2008 – 4:47 pm

Parul had let Rahul take her to her first porno movie in Dallas, USA and now they were on their way home. Parul had sat through both the movies, just amazed at some of the things people were doing to each other. She’d never even thought of some of those things, yet, now she couldn’t stop thinking about them. She had never thought about what a man’s sperm would feel like on her tits. It wasn’t that she was naive, Parul had often sucked her boyfriends off, even swallowing their salty come. But making out with another woman! She’d never thought about it, but watching some of the scenes had aroused her enough that her panties were very damp.

Was she a closet lesbian? Or just curious? The girl in the movie was a young pretty girl like Parul, and that added to the mystique of it. There was that scene where the girl was sitting on a girl’s face, and two guys came on her face and her big tits. Parul had felt like she was going to come just watching that.

Now she wanted Rahul very badly and when she looked over at him in the darkness of the car, he seemed so very much more experienced than her 19 years. Rahul was twenty-seven and in good shape, just beginning to show some small wrinkles around his eyes. Parul reached over, across the center console and stroked Rahul’s leg, feeling the immense bulge in his jeans. He looked at her and smiled, asking her if she’d liked the movies. Parul heard her voice, sounding distant as if someone else had spoken. “I’d rather go home and do those things than watch them.” Parul felt shocked at hearing her own words. She’d never even touched another girl there, much less licked pussy. She tried to explain to Rahul that she was feeling horny for HIM, and she wanted to get home right away.

They made it home and fell into bed, passions released and the heat and sweat they generated warmed them both. Later, Parul wondered if it was the newness of seeing other people naked and fucking, or the scenes and ideas themselves that excited her. The following week, for Rahul’s birthday, Parul bought him a VCR. He’d wanted one, but they were saving their money, and besides, she had some tucked away and the VCR was on sale.

Soon afterwards, Rahul came home (as Parul had hoped) with some porno tapes for them to watch. One had a

minimal plot, involving a hot-tub party, and Parul watched in fascination as three couples seemed to swap partners freely. One scene had a thin blonde taking on two guys with monster cocks (even bigger that Rahul’s 8 inches), and two girls pairing up the remaining man.

Parul couldn’t be sure which turned her on more; watching the girl suck off one guy (his come dripping off her face) while the other fucked her doggy style, or the two girls who took turns fucking the solo male while they also sucked each other. Rahul rewound the tape when it finished, suggesting that they change into their robes (and nothing else) to enjoy the next tape. Parul glanced at its title of “Erotic Short Stories” and decided that she’d change. Rahul had the tape ready when they sat down and began to watch.

The first story was a simple housewife fucks mailman type and while it was interesting, Parul didn’t experience the thrill she had earlier. Then a story about a girl stranded with a flat tire meeting a couple that takes her home to use the phone. The woman allows her hostess to dry her rain soaked clothes and she’s in only a robe. The woman’s hostess seduces her and then the man joins in. By the time the climax scene rolled around, Parul was stroking Rahul’s cock and openly masturbating herself through her robe. Rahul was stroking her full round tits with her robe open. The come-shot had the man spurting on his guest’s full tits and then his wife started rubbing her face in them, licking his sperm up and finally kissing the woman. Rahul’s hips were moving up and down as Parul stroked him.

Finally, with a whispery “I’m gonna cum!” he raised his hips up and over towards Parul. Parul pressed his thick cock against her tits, and said “Cum on my tits for me.”

Surprised at her words, Rahul did come on her tits, and her face. His sperm shot out of his cock with tremendous force, showering Parul with his thick white cum. Parul greedily licked it off his cock and as she sat up and felt it run down her chest, her fingers found a rhythm and she exploded in the most forceful orgasm she’d ever had. Rahul held her until she calmed down, asking her if it was the movies or him that had excited her.

Parul hedged and said “Both”.

The next story was a bit strange, with a woman dressed in leather teasing a man tied to a coffee table. She brought in a younger, slimmer blonde girl who looked plain in comparison, but her naked form almost matched Parul’s. The dark haired, leather clad woman teased the man, squeezing the younger girls tits, and pulling her labia open, fingering her slit, all while asking the man if he’d like to suck, taste, feel or fuck the girl.

The man’s cock was standing hard and he pleaded to be allowed to fuck the girl. The girl just stood there, doing whatever the dark-haired woman told her to do. Parul felt her pussy dripping onto her robe, her ass wet with her own juice.

Rahul was stroking his cock and pressing on it hard, making his hips move. The dark-haired woman allowed the girl to sit on the man’s chest and rub her cunt on him. He respond by moaning and asking again to fuck the girl. This went on and on until the girl sat on his cock. She sat perfectly still as the woman told the man to come in her. The look on the blonde’s face said that he did indeed come inside her, her eyes widening then closing in ecstasy. The dark woman told the girl to rise up, and she took her hand and rubbed the wet mixture of their creams on the girl’s face, tits, and stomach. The girl was then told to lick the dark woman’s pussy.

Parul was experiencing almost continual orgasms at this point, her mind reeling and her body spasming at he sight of the girl. The blonde glistened as she leaned back and let the dark haired woman ride her face, and when she finished she sat up, a thick wet cream smeared all over her lips and chin. Parul orgasmed hard, just as Rahul’s sperm soaked her tits, stomach and robe. That night they went to bed and fucked hard, Parul thinking about that scene in the movie with the man tied down.

On Saturday, Rahul and his best friend Aamir went to a boat show, planning to be gone until dinner time. Shama, Aamir’s girlfriend stayed at Parul’s and Rahul’s house for the afternoon, while the guys drove off in Rahul’s car. Parul and Shama talked for a while, and Parul noticed for the first time how sexy Shama was. Shama had long silky black hair, and a sensual mouth, and her figure was soft and nicely shaped. Her breasts were large enough to sag just a bit, and they seemed longer than they were round. The topic turned to sex and Parul told Shama about one of the tapes. Both girls went to the living room and started watching the one with the short stories.

Shama watched without comment the story of the stranded woman, and when it was over, she hit the pause button. “Can I ask you something Parul?” Shama asked softly. Shama was older by few years and Parul assumed that she knew a lot more about sex. Parul nodded and Shama continued. “Have you ever thought of having sex with another woman?”

Parul blushed, and said that she hadn’t until she saw some of these movies, that she wondered how it would be. Shama confessed that she too had wondered, after learning that a high school friend of hers had been having sex with Shama’s older sister. Parul asked Shama a question then. “Have you ever wanted to be tied up?” She asked.

Shama said that Aamir had done that to her once, and she’d enjoyed it, but only if she knew she could get out of it. She’d tied Aamir up once too and found it a lot of fun to be aggressive and dominant for a change. Parul started the tape, telling Shama to watch. They both watched the dark haired woman tease the man and have oral sex with the blonde girl. When the tape finished, Parul hit the rewind button.

Shama’s face was flushed, and she was sitting closer to Parul than she had been before. “Could you rewind it to where she sits on his prick?” She breathed. Parul looked at Shama, seeing a pink flush peeking out over the top of her v-necked T-shirt. They watched the scene again, and when the girl sat there getting their creams rubbed on her, Shama fell back against the sofa and sighed heavily. Parul stopped the tape and looked at Shama.

“Are you alri…” She broke off in mid sentence, seeing the dark wet area that had spread across Shama’s tan jeans. Shama’s nipples were poking against her T-shirt and her face was flushed. “God! I just came without doing anything! Just watching a porno movie!” Shama breathed. “Can you believe that?” Shama told Parul that she’d have to clean up before leaving and asked if she could wash her pants also. Parul thought that was a good idea. While Shama peeled out of her jeans, Parul brought her spare robe into the room, seeing Shama naked from the waist down. Her eyes locked onto Shama’s thick dark bush, and the sensuous lines of her hips and thighs, geesh, she wasn’t warring any underwear.

Shama saw Parul’s gaze and smiled. “This is sort of like the stranded-woman story isn’t it?” Shama said, indicating the robe. “Are you going to seduce me?” Electricity filled the air and they both felt it. Parul stood close to Shama, the older woman just an inch or so taller. “I-I’d like that.” Parul whispered. Shama and Parul didn’t breathe, and then Shama’s hand touched Parul’s arm. Without a word, Parul knelt and began kissing and licking Shama’s bush. Shama stood, spreading her legs slightly. Parul tasted her first taste of another woman, and it ignited a burning desire within her. She used her tongue to probe Shama’s soft folds, tasting her cream from her earlier orgasm. Shama discarded her shirt and bra, standing naked over Parul. “Suck my clit. Use your tongue on it.” She whispered. Parul complied, concentrating on Shama’s small bud, making the older woman rock her hips and held on to Parul’s head.

Parul pushed Shama back onto the bed, kneeling on the floor and sucking while Shama moaned and began to tremble. Parul couldn’t believe how much this excited her, making her own cream seep around her panties, wetting her crotch completely and soaking her jeans. She couldn’t believe how good Shama tasted either, so different from a man’s sperm. Shama started thrashing on the bed, moaning and thrusting her shaking hips up to Parul’s mouth. Parul seemed lost in a haze of lust, rubbing Shama’s cream on her face, rubbing her face in Shama’s pussy. Shama’s orgasm subsided, but Parul continued to lick and suck the sopping pussy before her. She rubbed her face against Shama’s wet cunt, breathing heavily. When Shama pulled away, Parul leaned back, panting, her hand down the front of her unzipped jeans, and the other hand rubbing Shama’s cream on her face and down under her shirt to her tits. Shama watched for a moment or two, seeing Parul completely lost in her lust. Her voice brought Parul out of her haze, focusing her on the present. “God you’re so hot!” Shama said. “Let me make you come now.”

Parul just looked at her, and she sat back on her feet as Shama stood over her. Shama helped Parul up, and began undressing her quickly. Parul’s face was slick and wet with Shama’s cream, and once her blouse was off, Shama wiped some onto Parul’s left nipple. Parul gasped and felt Shama’s touch on her breast. “Would you like me to rub myself all over you like the girl in the movie?” Shama asked.

“Oh, God Yes!” Parul said.

Shama made Parul lay back, and Shama moved over her and started rubbing her pussy on Parul’s firm round tits. “Oh, your breasts are so beautiful.” Shama said, feeling Parul’s erect nipple graze her clit. Parul lay there, feeling the warm wetness against her tit.

“Had Rahul ever come on your tits?” Shama asked.

Parul moaned, remembering the night before. “Yes. Twice. Just last night” She whispered. Shama picked up on Parul’s lack of sophistication right away.

She started asking more questions.

“Has he ever come in your mouth?” Shama asked. “Yes.” Parul replied, “lots of times.”

“Do you like it when he fills your mouth with come?” “Yes.” “Do you rub it all over your face too?” “No.”

I bet the next time, you’ll rub it all over your face and tits” “OH YES!”

“Would you like to lick Rahul’s come off my tits?”

“Yes, oh yes!”

“How about sucking it out of my pussy?”

“Ohhh yes, YES.”

“Or having both Aamir and Rahul come on you and I’ll rub

it all over you.”

“Uh yes”

Shama was still rubbing her creamy pussy all over Parul’s tits, making them wet and shiny with her juices. She turned around and sat on Parul’s face, letting the slim redhead suck her pussy again. “Just think if this were Rahul’s thick hot come on your tits, and I’m sitting here rubbing it all over your tits and stomach while you eat me.” Parul’s hips were undulating, her legs opening and closing in search of something to wrap around. Shama’s hands were massaging her own slick cunt-juices over Parul’s body, and finally, she couldn’t resist and bent down to lick Parul’s dripping cunt.

As Shama’s tongue found her sopping slit, Parul pulled her legs up high, spreading herself for Shama. Shama’s face was soaked almost at once, and she became as carnal as Parul once she tasted her sweet thick come. They lost track of time and their orgasms, until at last, they lay on the bed holding each other, their bodies slick with sweat and their creams. Shama leaned over and kissed Parul, and Parul began to resist. It hadn’t seemed wrong to suck each other’s pussies, nipples or be covered in slick come, but kissing was really strange. Before she could make up her mind, she felt her arms go around Shama and they kissed each other with long deep kisses, their tongues flirting and dancing.

Parul saw the time a bit later, and suggested that they shower and then get Shama’s clothes dry. They’d just finished and were having coffee when Rahul and Aamir returned with two large pizzas and some video tapes. They ate dinner and watched a comedy movie, laughing and joking with each other. About an hour later, Aamir sheepishly said that the other tape was a dirty movie, but it was so very hot that he and Rahul thought the girls might enjoy it. Shama and Parul laughed, and said that was a good idea. Aamir put the tape in and everyone settled back on the sofa to watch. The movie was about a rich young woman with a house full of servants. The servants were always scantily clad, be they men or women. The woman’s niece comes to visit, and she appears to be about 19, and very horny.

After some scenes where the niece takes on the maid and then the gardener, the woman decides to see just how much she can handle. She has her niece lay naked in the living room and instructs her to masturbate. She also says if she wants to stay there she’ll follow instructions. The girl complies and begins to masturbate. The aunt tells her to let every one of her servants have her favors, since she’s been giving them away anyhow.

All of her male servants enter one by one and they use every part of the girl’s body. The aunt keeps them all in the room, not letting them come yet. Once all the men have had at least one good fuck, she has all eight of them circle her and jack off, covering the young brunette with their sperm. The men back off and now the girls enter and strip. Each female servant begins to lick the niece off, and while one would suck her pussy, another would straddle her face. This went on for a while, then the aunt demanded had everyone sit down except the niece. Then she told the girl to crawl from person to person and suck them off again like the good cum-covered slut that she was. The girl complied and fingered herself the whole time. The movie closed with the girl standing and rubbing her face and tits,

and saying “I love being a slut for Auntie Joan!” Parul and Shama were both sitting between their men, and both were quite turned on. By the bulges in the men’s pants, so were they. Shama was the one who was bold enough to start. “I bet you guys would love to have a ‘niece’ like that!” She said. “Or an Aunt Joan!” Aamir replied. Rahul echoed the sentiment.

“Well, how about you play the butler Aamir, and Rahul’s the Chef.” Shama giggled with Parul.

“We can decide who plays the niece.”

The men jumped at the suggestion, and asked what next.

“Strip to your shorts!” Shama said firmly.

Parul was sitting back and watching them practically tear their clothes off. Shama looked at Parul.

“Niece?” She asked.

Parul nodded. “STRIP!”

Parul stood and removed her clothes, standing naked in front of everyone. (What a feeling being naked in front of the whole group. Parul felt like she was going to faint with anticipation.)

Shama stood and removed her pants, top and bra, leaving her panties on. She told the men to strip completely and smiled with satisfaction as their cocks sprang to attention. They stood there like a couple of stallions waiting to service their mares. Shama leaned back against the sofa and pointed to her sopping panties. “Take them off with your mouth.” She commanded Parul. The men watched and stroked themselves while Parul pulled off Shama’s panties.

“Now suck my cunt. Lick it like a good little slut.”

She further commanded Parul.

The petite redhead literally dove into Shama’s cunt, rubbing her face in it and making it wet. Shama called Rahul over and started sucking his cock. She also indicated that Aamir should fuck Parul’s cunt hard, but not to come in her yet.

Parul felt Aamir’s smaller cock slide into her drenched pussy, and begin pumping her. She felt like she was in heaven. The room filled with the warm scent of sex, and they were all feeling it quite heavily. Shama made Parul suck her while Rahul slammed her cunt from behind, and all the while Shama told Parul that she had to lick Rahul’s cum from her cunt.

Parul was all primed, but at the last minute, Shama changed her mind. She had both men kneel on either side of Parul. She told Parul that the guys would jack off on her tits, only if she gave them the proper encouragement. So Parul laid back and rubbed her tits, and her pussy, telling the men that she wanted them to come on her. Shama told her that wasn’t good enough, to try harder, whispering something into Parul’s ear.

Parul started again. “I want your cum! All over me! Shama wants to suck a hot cum-covered slut. Make me your hot cum-covered slut tonight so Shama will suck my cunt! I’m so wet! I’ll suck Shama’s cunt for you, or her tits, or rub my sperm covered tits in her face for you. I’ll do anything if you’ll shoot your hot cum on me!” Both men couldn’t help but released a torrent of hot sperm onto Parul’s face and tits. She moaned and orgasmed right away with them, her hips rising and her whole body shuddered as stream after stream coursed over her.

Exhausted, both men sat back to watch their hot females. “Let her lick your cocks off.” Shama commanded. They both moved up and Parul licked them off, tasting the come of two men. When she’d finished, Shama, who’d been fingering herself while watching, straddled her face, and sat just about two inches too high. “Lick me with your come-coated tongue you hot slut! Lick my cunt! Make me cum in your face.” Parul pulled her down and started sucking. Shama’s hands began rubbing the sperm over Parul’s tits, and rubbing some on her own bigger tits as well. She reached down and fingered Parul’s black bush, triggering another orgasm for Parul.

Shama laid down on top of Parul, feeling their bodies slide wetly over each other. Shama’s tongue found the younger woman’s clit, peeking out from behind her orange bush. She sucked and licked, her own juices flowing freely into Parul’s mouth. Both girls began to come, racing each other to another orgasm. They both came almost together, moaning and writhing on the floor, their cum-lathered bodies slipping over each other. Finally satisfied, everyone lay back and began to relax by their mates. Parul looked at Shama a short time later while the men were dozing and licked her lips, mouthing the question “tomorrow?” and seeing Shama lick her lips as she nodded. Parul looked at the VCR and decided that it was really the best thing she’d ever purchased in her life.

The End

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