MUTUAL DESIRES






"At last a couple has come to occupy our vacant next
house" Shrish's mother announced.

Shrish was not interested to know who they are.  He
was very much involved in the cricket match shown in
TV, at that time.  He was 18, tall, fair, handsome
with wide shoulders and narrow waist. He was studying
MBBS.  In his medical college he was a great
attraction to girl students.

The couple who came to occupy their next house was Raj
and Sheela. Both are recently married and handsome.
Raj worked in a Multi-national company and his work
involves frequent tour.  Sheela was house wife.  She
is lean and well proportioned except for her very big
boobs.  The ample boobs on the slender body were great
attraction for any male with sufficient hormones.   

When she came to talk to Shrish's mother for a formal
chat, Shrish saw her and stood mesmerized.  Such a
large set of breasts on such a slender body made him
gasp initially and it took a few minutes to recover. 
He envied the husband who could play with the foot
ball sized boobs daily.

Sheela also was stunned by the good looks of the youth
with great exercised body.  She saw his gaze fixed at
her boobs and blushed.  Though such stares are not
rare, his stare had a magnetic quality that made her
heart race.

Shrish's mother introduced her son to her. He said
hello to the boobs.  He could not take his eyes from
them.  He had never seen such a beautiful set in his
life, even in the erotic movies.  Fortunately,
Shrish's mother did not notice her son's behaviour.
She was telling her son's educational and athletic
skills. But Sheela saw his eyes widen as if to see her
boobs widening of his eyes necessary.  She was pleased
to see the adoration.

Raj was good in sex but such kind of adoration was not
in him.  He did every thing in a routine lifeless
manner.   But the neighbour boy seemed to appreciate
the beauty.  He attracted her very much.  

Next day Shrish came to Sheela's house and had a
casual talk with Raj. Raj also liked the medical
student very much.   When Sheela came with coffee,
Shrish's eyes were automatically drawn to her twin
assets. But he was very careful in the presence of her
husband.  Raj invited Shrish to come on evening times
for chat for he does not know any others in the area. 
Shrish agreed willingly.

One day Shrish asked Raj casually, "Raj do you play
foot ball regularly?" Though he asked the question to
Raj, his eyes were on boobs of Sheela, who stood
behind Raj.
She blushed knowing the meaning.  But Raj said, "No. I
don't play foot ball. Do you play often?"
"So far, no. But now I am very much interested and
eager" he said mischievously, knowing that she is
enjoying his double meaning talk.

Next day Shrish came a little earlier knowing that Raj
would not be at home. Sheela welcomed him and asked
him to sit on sofa.  That day she looked very pretty
in black sari and black blouse. He was in T shirt and
lungi.  His T shirt showed off his bulging biceps.

"Raj has not yet come. Shall I bring coffee ?"

"Now the only thing I am interested in is Milk" he
said lustily eyeing her milk pots. She felt slightly
uneasiness about his obvious fixation.  But his
slightly parted sensuous red slips and the way he saw
her tits looked very sexy to her. She wanted to please
the obsessed boy a little. She bent to take the
newspaper lying on the floor.  Her pallu of the saree
slipped.  Her low cut blouse was helpless in
containing the enormous boobs and a large portion of
the boobs spilled out triumphantly.  Seeing the
magnificent view Shrish's eyes widened, lips parted
further and his heart ran marathon.  He drank the
beauty of the creamy firm boobs and feared that she
might stand back again at any time. Understandingly
she took more time to take the newspaper and let him
enjoy the feast. 

At the time they heard Raj's footsteps and she
straightened herself and put back the pallu of her
saree back to her shoulder.  Raj seemed tired and he
said he had head ache. Hearing that, Sheela came with
pain killing balm and applied to his forehead and
began to massage softly.  Raj said to Shrish, "She is
very good in massage Shrish. I am sure that my
headache will go soon"

Shrish was still mesmerized with the great view he had
seen.  He waited till his horny cock subsided from
passionate fury and then went to his house.  

Next day also Shrish came early, immediately after
playing tennis. He was wearing a T Shirt and shorts. 
His hairy thighs showed strength and his wet T shirt
outlined his masculine body.  

"Sheela I have terrible head ache and so I return from
the tennis ground to your house, instead of going to
my house.  Will you put the balm, please" he said
eagerly.

Sheela saw the wall clock. Still there is half an hour
for Raj to come.  She came with the balm. She sat on
the sofa and asked him to lie down on the sofa and put
his head on her thighs.  His lips became dry. Wetting
his lips, he eagerly lied down as he said. She let her
pallu down carelessly and her magnificent boobs are
only a few inches from his lips. They, half nakedly
encased by the blouse, stood erect in all their glory.
He was enthralled. All he wanted to do was bury his
face in them. Massage them. Knead them. Kiss them and
suck the nipples. But he dared not to do anything at
that time. To control himself he closed his eyes.

She took the balm and applied it to his forehead and
began to massage softly. He enjoyed her touch. After
some time he slowly opened his eyes only to see the
beauty of the tits. He tried to move his head towards
the boobs.

 "No, Shrish, Raj will come soon" she said.

"You are torturing me by not showing fully, Sheela" he
said frankly.

"O.K but, no touch" she teased him. She had slowly,
VERY slowly, unbuttoned the blouse, one by one.  He
watched eagerly to see all that she was revealing.
When she had unbuttoned the one just below her bra,
she pulled the sides back and stopped. Her bra was
lace, and he could see her large perfect nipples
through the lace. He was entranced. Looking at those
breasts, he could see the darker color at the tips.
The dark pink nipples. That was where he wanted to be.
 He stared at the entire expanse of lace-covered
flesh. Her bra had the cup only large enough to cover
to just above the nipples. The upper curves were
exposed to his eyes in all of their abundance. His
mouth was open now, and his hands flexed convulsively.
He wanted nothing more than to grab on to those tits.
He had fairly large hands, but he would bet that it
would take both hands to completely hold one of her
boobs while he nursed on the tip.

 He swallowed his saliva and exclaimed "Oh God...Oh God"
His cock stood in 90 degrees and it appeared lengthier
than her husband's.  

They heard Raj's bike outside the house and acted
quickly.  When Raj came Shrish was reading the
newspaper and Sheela was in the kitchen. Raj and
Shrish chatted about the coming elections in India. 
While talking to Shrish, Raj said he would go early
morning tomorrow and return very late, because of some
commitment.  

Next morning Shrish woke up very early and waited till
Raj left the house.  After that he came to Sheela's
house.  Sheela was going to bath and she was in a
small towel that could barely cover neither the
enormous boobs nor the smooth upper thighs.  He came
with a big bottle.  Sheela frowned and said, "Shrish I
don't like drinking people".

"Sheela, it is not liquor. It is only honey dear"
 
"What for"

"I want to taste you with honey, babe"

He undressed immediately and she was very much pleased
by what she saw. His wide shoulders, slightly haired
chest, flat stomach, above all lengthy raging cock (8
inches?)- all made her passionate.   He came to her
and took the towel from her body and enjoyed seeing
here inch by inch. "What a body?" he exclaimed in
whisper. 

Her boobs looked firm, even without the support of the
bra. And her nipples were even larger than he had
thought seeing them through their lacy cover
yesterday. His mouth watered. He saw her shaved cunt
already oozing with love juice.  He loved that
reaction.  He wanted to taste her inch by inch.

He poured the bottle of honey on the magnificent
boobs.  After covering her vast area of boobs, the
honey traveled all over the body and ended at her cunt
and mixed with her juices it was dripping. He took his
hands and began to knead the one white globe closest
to him. It was slippery with honey.  He was fascinated
by the softness and yet the firmness beneath it. He
kissed every inch of that breast. He licked up and
down it. The taste of her on the boob was exciting. He
took his tongue and encircled the boob from the
farthest point, where it attached to her chest and
slowly drew a spiral until his mouth was on the point.
And that he took into his mouth and suckled at. He
massaged that breast, pulling on it, while he took as
much into his mouth as he could. He flicked it with
his tongue, batting it back and forth while his teeth
held it steady. His senses were completely fixated on
the tit before him. He moaned around it and realized
that this is where he wanted to be forever.   

She couldn't believe this. He had spent at least
fifteen minutes on one breast, until she couldn't take
it anymore, and she switched him to the other. She
felt immense pleasure as he took other boob and gave
same exciting treatment leisurely. It took long time
for him to finish his obsession with the tits.  The
tits now covered with his saliva only and honey was
completely cleaned.  

He thoroughly and neatly licked her out honey till he
leaned down towards her loving heat region and buried
his face in her. He couldn't get over how hot she was.
Hot and wet. His tongue slid deep inside her, and he
felt the walls of her pussy try to clamp down on its
slipperiness. His nose bumped against her clit, and he
could hear her moaning. He worked into an in and out
motion, and then sneakily took one of his hands off of
her lips and began to rub that magic button back and
forth while he fucked her. He could feel his cheeks
getting wet with her, and he loved it. She tasted so
wonderful with honey, he thought he could lick it
whole day, and smiled to himself when he realized that
he could indeed do just that  He went on and on. He
ate her out more and more.  He did not stop. 
He did not pause. She had never been eaten out like
that before.  Oral sex, yes, but never ravaged like
that.  

When she couldn't bear more, she pulled him up and
clasped his lengthy pink rod. He felt her touch on his
prick and looked down to see her white hands clumsily
begin to roll the condom down over his cock. (He
didn't know where she had kept the condom so far). He
helped her, wanting to ensure that it was anchored
properly, since he was damn sure he was going to fuck
the hell out of her, and he didn't want to have to
stop in the middle. Finally, it was in place, and he
circled her hole with the tip of his cock. He could
feel the heat emanating from inside her. 
Her moans were matched by his at this point, as they
both watched his cock against her cunt. And then, with
one thrust, he slammed about six inches inside her.
They both groaned loudly at the invasion. He couldn't
believe how hot it was inside her, and how she seemed
to grip him like a glove, even through the thin latex
covering. 

 He watched her large firm breasts jiggle with each of
his motions, and he wanted to see how much he could
make them move. So, finally, in a game with himself,
he suddenly rammed his entire cock all the way inside
her tight channel. Both of their eyes closed and he
just held it there, enjoying the moment. He pulled all
of the way out, and then did it again. And again. And
again. Picking up speed as her pelvis was tilting up
to meet his every plunge. The sweat was dripping from
his forehead as they continued their motions. They
were both moaning loudly, and there were no words, as
the sensations were overwhelming both of them