Twisted Teen Tales

                        Twisted Teen Tales - Chapter 53

                       Twin Teen Teasers - Indian Style (part 20)

       While Ralph Mallory was learning the ropes and just how inventive his wife and her relatives and friends could be, other things were happening near and far. Sarita and Sundari were also learning the ropes, actual and figurative, plus other interesting variations on themes they thought they knew from their experiences back in India. However of even greater significance was what the remaining members of the Krishna family, namely Sanjiv and Tara, were experiencing. Despite his almost round the clock schedule forced on him by deadlines that must be met, Sanjiv's roving eye still found a new conquest. Her name was Harsha, a bit player in one of the many movie scenes he was overseeing.

       She was dark-haired with almost luminous eyes and had a dusky colored body that was rounded in the right spots and firm, very firm. Perhaps in a costume that showed less of her shapely body he might not have noticed her, but the fates had decided to bring them together for their own amusement. Sanjiv wasted no time introducing himself and discovering that her mother was also involved with the production in a behind the scenes capacity. The teenager had been under the lights for many hours as the director harangued the cast and made substantial changes to the scene. When she met Sanjiv, her body gave off an aroma that hardened his cock that had not been in this state for many days. He wasted few words, having very little time before the next scene in a different movie would begin shooting. The girl was surprised and flattered that he had seen her and could express such obvious interest in her for purposes that were not at all foreign to her.

       Their first date was not what Harsha expected, but it was an introduction to a world she heard mentioned by a few people, but had never experienced. He took her to his home and introduced her to his wife, which shocked Harsha no end. It seemed he had discussed the situation with Tara and she heartily agreed that they both would benefit from some new blood when it came to matters sexual. Both missed their mischievous twins and what they provided in the bedroom. Before the sixteen year-old teenager knew what was happening she was naked and being escorted into the luxurious bathroom for a thorough cleaning. At first she was insulted, but once Tara's tongue began probing her tight cunt and Sanjiv's cock nosed its way between her firm ass cheeks, she relaxed and allowed them to do what they wished.

       The Krishna's worked as a team exploring the teen's firm body and all its hiding places. Harsha was not without experience in lovemaking, but what the couple did went far beyond what had happened to her previously. Tara sucked the girl's tits until the nipples were hard as stone. At the same time Sanjiv was moving his hard cock up and down the cleft between the firm cheeks of her ass. Tara's knowing tongue crept into the teen's mouth and explored every nook and cranny within it. Now Sanjiv's hard cock was moving back and forth between her thighs, his hands kneading her firm cheeks. To do this required him to bend his knees so he could be more comfortable. Harsha felt as if her body was about to melt. She had been with a few men and one woman, but none treated her as well as these two.

       They stayed so long in the big shower stall that there was almost no need for a towel, but Tara was in a mischievous mood and ordered Harsha to kneel and lick off the few drops that were visible on her belly and thighs. When she finished that little assignment she was faced with Sanjiv's thick cock and pubic hair dotted with beads of moisture. She dutifully went to work and soon was licking his big cock from head to tip while Tara supervised and made sure the teen didn't miss any drops of water. Then Sanjiv turned and spread his cheeks, her first major challenge. He bent over slightly to give her easier access to that dark region between his firm muscular ass cheeks. Tara began taunting the girl, hinting she was not ready for real sex, just little girl stuff. A few moments of that were enough for her and so she grabbed Sanjiv's ass tightly and began poking the tip of her tongue against his asshole that was still tightly shut.

       Tara knelt in front of her husband and began sucking his cock with enthusiasm as she felt it twitch from what his asshole was getting from the tip of Harsha's tongue. Harsha began making some progress in opening Sanjiv's tight entrance. Now she alternated kissing and tongue-fucking his asshole, giving him a sample of her lips as well as that snake-like tongue. Not to be outdone, Tara was licking his balls that were getting tight and pebbled from the way her saliva was spread over them, followed by her warm breath. The last thing he wanted at this point was to lose control and possibly inhibit further activities with his new conquest that at the moment seemed to be enjoying her lessons.

       He patted Tara on the head like a dog and she understood the situation. Quickly she moved to less sensitive spots and continued to slobber and suck with enthusiasm. Still the teenager's lips and tongue moved Sanjiv towards the edge and he began to think about other things, such as his twins, to take his mind off the wonderful sensations she was producing. He mentally pictured them, one bouncing up and down on his hard dick while the other rubbed her juicy, shaved pudendum moved over his face, pausing to let him eat out her pussy and enjoy the taste of her teen juices.

       That pushed him off the cliff in a hurry, much to the amusement of Tara and the surprise of Harsha. His cum splattered all over his wife's smiling face and ran down in rivulets onto her big, firm, hard nippled tits that he loved to oil so he could tit fuck her for lengthy periods as she smiled up at him and described what her most recent lover had done to her. Most of her stories featured this very bed, as she laid bound spread eagle while her latest lover hammered her cunt relentlessly, cursing and calling her a worthless whore who loved cheating on her husband. That would only made them laugh whenever she told that type of story. Sanjiv may have thought of them as naughty tales she invented for his amusement, but she knew there were almost as many true as false stories in her repertoire.

       It was Tara who suggested that their bed would be a lot more comfortable than the chilly bathroom floor. The couple escorted their prize down the corridor, Sanjiv grabbing her ass at what seemed to be every step that Harsha took, while Tara cupped one of the teenager's plump tits and squeezed it affectionately as they walked. Once ensconced in the friendly environment of their bed that had been the launching pad for hundreds upon hundreds of ejaculations, they settled down to more serious business. Harsha had no experience with bondage, but was eager to satisfy this sexy couple that had what seemed to her like wealth and power, thus able to make her life better. Sanjiv began bragging about the number of times he had screwed his wife on this bed, while she only smiled and more than doubled the number to account for all her conquests as well.

       Tara let Harsha begin to suck her husband to get him ready for another round of hot sex. She in turn went to the low cabinet and opened it with a key to reveal its contents. Harsha stopped her efforts at the sight of the bondage gear that included masks, helmets, chastity belts, straps, handcuffs, boots and leather underwear for both sexes. Her eyes grew wider when Tara moved a curtain from another section of the cabinet to show off the collection of dildos and vibrators. Finally she called the teen's attention to the various whips and other implements used to warm up their partners or punish them if they so chose. Many of these items the teenager had heard about, a few she had even seen, but not the totality of devices that was exposed from the Krishna's secret cache of sex toys and tools.

       Tara broke the silence by inquiring if Harsha would like to try on some of the bondage gear or perhaps enjoy a nice soothing vibrator running up and down her cunt lips and tickling her clit until she had a big, sloppy orgasm that got her all sticky. The girl didn't know what to say, so Sanjiv offered her the chance to suck his cock until it was hard enough to give the teenager a really good fucking while Tara watched and waited her turn. The couple exchanged grins at their prey's uncertainty. Tara broke the ice by licking Harsha's shaved cunt, and Sanjiv joined in by pressing his cock to the teen's lips. Her eyes crossed as she gazed down the barrel of that big piece of cock, knowing that it would grow substantially once it was inside her mouth. Tara's tongue began flicking against the girl's hooded clitoris and after a time it peeked from its hiding place. By then half of Sanjiv's now hard prong was lodged inside her mouth and poking toward her gullet.

       The Krishnas traded places and Sanjiv's newly hardened fuck stick began plowing the fertile fields that Harsha presented. His efforts brought gasps and grunts from the teenager until Tara began kissing her on the lips and working her tongue into the girl's mouth. Harsha responded with enthusiasm that both surprised and delighted Tara. This was someone she and her husband could share and enjoy for some time to come. She began to wonder about taking the girl with them when they went to America. It might be fun to see how their twins would respond to some competition. Then again by now they may have already forgotten their loving parents as they sampled the joys of sex, American style.

       Sanjiv kept up a quick rhythm as his cock flashed in and out of Harsha's damp, then wet cunt. Tara amused herself by watching the way the teenager's tits bounced as furrow after furrow was formed within by the powerful thrusts of her husband's steely prong. She felt herself becoming excited and it translated to more forceful contacts with the girl's body. She responded with a great deal of enthusiasm and excitement to the way Tara was treating her sweaty body. Sanjiv was too busy enjoying himself to notice what else was occurring. Now Harsha began to whimper and then groan as her blood pressure rose and the steady pounding of her tight cunt started to intrude into her world more forcefully. She tried to match her pelvis to his cock but wasn't able as each stroke from him seemed to catch her off guard.

       Tara just relaxed and watched the uneven struggle come to its logical conclusion. Harsha suddenly stiffened and gasped before the orgasm rolled over her body from the top of her head to the soles of her feet. Sanjiv picked up the pace, now excited by his partner's response to the brutal beating his cock was giving her tight cunt. It still took many minutes of steady, heavy pounding to finally unload the contents of his churning balls. He flooded the exhausted teen with an ocean of sperm and then collapsed on her sweat soaked body while his wife clapped her hands in glee.

       Sanjiv insisted that is wife do the clean up of the nearly unconscious teenager. She compromised by using her fingers to scoop up the thick sperm from the girl's drooling cunt and feeding it to her. Harsha seemed delighted to be able to enjoy the taste of Sanjiv's cum, which made everyone happy. Despite Tara's best efforts, Harsha was still loaded to the gunnels with cooling cum, and had to retreat to the bathroom to handle the situation. That gave the couple time to discuss their visitor and make a decision about her future with them. It was agreed to put her through a stringent test featuring bondage, sodomy, rimming and cunnilingus, plus a final test of her ability to take a good spanking before even more sex involving dildos and vibrators. Caning, more stringent bondage, fisting and golden showers were tabled for a time when she was more comfortable with the Krishnas and their friends in the US.

       To put their visitor more at ease they decided to tell her some stories involving themselves before getting down to her initiation. Harsha, still naked, refreshed and eager for more sex; bounded into the bedroom. Despite just filling her cunt with his latest offering, Sanjiv's cock twitched at the sight of her big and still growing tits and that rounded belly forming a slight porch over her smoothly shaved pubic mound. Tara also was intrigued by all that youth and yielding flesh, dreaming of soon tunneling her tongue deep into Harsha's cunt and driving the teen crazy with desire for even more attention. Harsha homed in on Sanjiv's cock and began sucking it ardently, eager for another good, manly pounding, something she had not experienced with her other lovers. While she sucked his root back to hardness, Tara's knowing fingers teased her recently fucked pussy back to a state of drooling readiness. Then she told the girl a story of their early times before she became pregnant with the twins.

       " Sanjiv had insisted that his half sister, Neeta, remain as a part of the family. This meant I, his wife, had to share my husband with this scheming ingrate who continuously tried to make Sanjiv regret having married me. It was not my fault that the ladies who initiated me into his family went beyond what was normal. I was unable to sexually satisfy him in anyway except orally for many long months. In that period his evil half-sister ingratiated herself so well that Sanjiv could not bear to send her back to her family. It finally reached a point where Neeta supervised me while I sucked my husband's hard cock and tried to make him fill my mouth with his cum. That evil little minx who had so much control of the situation always denied this to me. I in turn was relegated to being his housekeeper and assistant to Neeta whenever they had sex, which was quite often. Things finally came to a boil some months after my gynecologist certified that I was able to have limited sexual intercourse with my husband. "

       " Neeta was very unhappy over the situation and went out of her way to demonstrate that she was the better sex partner. I had no way to change his mind, still unable to do many of the positions that he and his half-sister performed routinely. For almost a year I felt less than a woman, utterly devastated that I was unable to adequately satisfy my husband's sexual urges. Then I met my first extra-marital lover, a youth eager for a partner such as myself. He kept after me for months before I finally surrendered one afternoon at his apartment. He was gentle and quite experienced thanks to the training he received from his mother, two aunts and a younger sister who dutifully provided him any type of sex he could adequately perform. On occasion he might bed down with two or three members of his immediate family. In comparison to him I was a neophyte, a novice. It did not take him long to train me for what he wished. It was not easy for me, and often he put me over his knee and paddled my bare bum until I could not sit for hours afterward. However, it was all worth the pain and effort, for the sex was wonderful! It took weeks before I could leave his place after a hot session of wild sex and walk normally. All the while my wayward, faithless husband was cavorting with his half sister like two animals. I was jealous, of course I was jealous! "

       " It dawned on me that I needed a cross section of lovers to educate me in the ways of the courtesan, which was what might pull my husband away from his half-sister, who was a terror in the bedroom according to him. To be told things like that as if I was a mere maid or housekeeper infuriated me no end. Sanjiv had his burgeoning career and his half sister for his sexual needs. As it turned out, he was making a number of conquests as his career grew and blossomed. Neeta's role began to wane as others successfully tempted him into their beds as well. "

       " My first lover passed me on to some of his friends who taught me new tricks for the bedroom, and made sure I learned them well. My bottom was spanked almost daily and by experts no less. One of my new lovers introduced me to his father, who was strict and demanding. No imperfections were allowed without suitable punishment. For the first time in my life I was given a taste of the cane and it made me drip despite the fiery pain it created as my bottom was torn to tatters; at least that's the way it felt initially. The sex after a caning was unbelievable, and I became something of an addict. "

       " All this time Sanjiv seemed oblivious to my behavior outside the marriage. It became apparent that my husband had lost all interest in me as a sexual object. Now as a result of my success with a variety of men who both educated and pleasured me, it was time to give Sanjiv an ultimatum and so I did. Divorce is not something people do as easily as in the US, it is taken very seriously in our world. You can imagine his reaction when I took action to either repair or dissolve our relationship. He was shocked, at first trying to shrug it off as a phase in my life that would soon pass. I took another lover and this time left him and his half-sister to fend for themselves. It did not go well, since she was not very mature and had lived a relatively sheltered life. "

       " My new lover was a single gentleman in his mid-thirties who was witty, urbane and had a gargantuan sexual appetite. He did me night and day for hours at a time until I feared my poor puss would be worn away by the steady hammering it received from his rather large prong. He was also a good teacher and my knowledge of things sexual was expanded greatly. It was this man who introduced me to water sports, an esoteric sexual activity that required a great deal of discipline and faith in one's partner. It became my new addiction, but did not replace caning which still held me in thrall and was also practiced by my new lover. "

       " Weeks passed and my new relationship was interesting and very exciting. Then from the blue Sanjiv entered my life once again and promised to be more understanding and slightly less interested in other women including Neeta. It was a start, but not what I wanted. Instead I made a counter offer that Neeta could remain in our household but under my discipline and control. Sanjiv was delighted to accept my offer, realizing that I was a more mature person than the one he had married. Naturally Neeta was distraught for a time, but grudgingly accepted her new role in hopes that she might soon pry Sanjiv away from once again. She was doomed to disappointment. "

                          (To be continued - rolf palsy)