Wife Swapping in the hospital
The door bell rang. “Darling, could you please see who is it?” I requested Sheela , my wife for 18 years.“ Hi, Sheela! Wow ! Long time no see, you look nice and trim most sexy ! Boss keeps you in good shape I can see.” Said Suresh walking inside the living room.“Come in Sush . Look who is complaining my Idd ka chand ! You look your fucking best too..” Said Sheela, ‘And thanks for the compliment.”“Jeet, what’s up?” Suresh addressed me “Certainly not my prick.. That’s for certain,” Care for a drink?” I shook his hand.“Sure, don’t worry I shall help myself.” Suresh knew his way around the house.Suresh and I had been friends since Medical College. We shared our joys and sorrows. We also shared our wives. We were part of a discreet wife swapping group. The partners were by drawing lots. Tonight it was Suresh’s turn to fuck Sheela. I had done his wife two weeks back. “Suresh made two large Rum and Coke offered one to me and sat himself on the sofa while Sheela was busy in the kitchen. “We will have to take a decision on Dr Mann’s membership, “Said Suresh. “He has done the customary rounds with the ladies who have rated him “Luke Warm” but the men have rated his wife as HOT ““Hey that’s good news,” I mentioned. “We certainly need fresh bitches around. Fucking the same old whores for the last one year had become boring.” “Sheela, have you heard?” Suresh spoke loudly for his voice to carry to the kitchen.“Oh yes I am hearing you. We ladies could do with a new cock too. I vote that we admit Dr Mann into the group. Besides Jeet is bored limp fucking the same old holes the whole year. Mrs Mann would bring in fresh talent to the group.” That was settled. We started on our second drink when Sheela went upstairs to freshen up and change. Twenty minutes later she was back a totally changed person. She was wearing a skin tight short sleeved pink jersey over body hugging white Lycra pants. There were no contours of the bra and the panties underneath. The dress was so reveling that she might as well have worn none. Every bulge and crevice could be seen She wore no bra no panty. The sharp contours of her 36D size breasts were bulging out like melons .Her hair was tied behind in a pony tale. She looked years younger than her 34 + years. Sheela had been my girlfriend in college for three years and after two abortions and my MBBS we finally got married. She had been the Tennis and Badminton champ of her .college and maintained the same athletic figure even now. Suresh ogled at her for a whole minute before saying “ Wow Sheela, You are giving me a complex.” Sheela blushed and said ‘Thank You , Suresh, come let us have dinner. I have cooked Chinese.”Dinner over it was time for us to have another round of rum and coke while Sheela put away the dishes.Within the group Suresh was the Champion ass fucker. The women rated him AAA while in the choot fucking department he got a modest B. He had a thin longish cock which curved upwards at the tip and allowed him easy ass penetration. His thin prick could penetrate really deep inside the ass hole giving women the creeps. Besides he had mastered the art of anal relaxation and would regularly come up with exciting innovations. Women in the group loved it when he fucked their tight ass. I was the heavyweight champion of the group with a large stout cock which could give a filly jitters . I specialized in the choot department and performed best in the rear entry version. Sheela was voted as The best cock sucker the last year and was sure to win this year too. Her athletic build muscular arms and strong wrists as well as a large spacious mouth had no competition. We a group of champs. Sheela finished her chores in the kitchen . Suresh slid his arm around Sheela’s waist and guided her to the guest bedroom. I stayed back to watch the TV. Ten minutes later I was passing by the guest room where the action was unfolding when I decided to slip in quietly in the semi darkness and sat myself on the chair on the far end of the room. The champs were at work and did not notice me . Suresh was lying naked on the bed with Sheela bent over him her head lost in between his thighs and his legs spread wide. She had pinned him down with her strong arms and was eating out his manhood like a hungry tigress ravishing its prey. She was sucking smooching his thin cock like a lolliop while Suresh groaned and withered in painful pleasure. He somehow managed to move his hands out and inserted his nimble fingers into her moist vagina. The fingers soon found the G spot and started a concentrated attack on the clits and the G spot. The emotion was too much for our blow job champ and she collapsed in a heap of withering flesh. Now Suresh took over. He straddled her from the back. Two pillows were strategically placed under her so that her buttocks were raised high and separated wide exposing her vagina and the ass hole .His fingers were fucking both. A tube of KY jelly was taken out from his bag and he squeezed a generous portion on his left palm. Then he proceeded to add few crystals of peppermint and a pinch of camphor powder to the Jelly. With two fingers of the other hand he rubbed the additives to the jelly till they had dissolved. Then this paste was transferred to Sheela’s vagina and ass hole . Sheela bucked a s she felt the cooling jelly in the tissues of her cunt and ass hole. This was a well practiced routine and then the deft fingers started applying the lube in and out of the holes. The sheer cool greasy sensations would have numbed Sheela’s nerves as she allowed the fingers more and more liberty with her ass hole which was poked and stretched in a clockwise and counter clock wise motion. Sheela was by now fully aroused groaning and uttering obscenities.“Suresh you fucking sadist my choot is on fire you cheating rascal.