Shailesh Returns to Enjoy Simran

My name is Satish and this is the 2nd part of a story I wrote some years ago named "Jayashree helps out my cousin". Shailesh came to stay with me again, after I got married to a beautiful girl named Simran. I have written this story from Simran's perspective after she asked me to do so.

Simran's Story

I married Satish through an arranged marriage when I was 26 and he was about 28. We had a short courtship before marriage and Satish was honest enough with me to tell about his various sexual experiences with maids from Savita and her daughter to his current maid, Jayashree. While I was a little shocked at the beginning, I appreciated his frankness and the fact that I was getting married to a sexually experienced person, quite different from poor virgin me!.

I had led a mostly sheltered life as an only daughter. Yet, I wasn't entirely without any kind of sexual experience. While visiting at my mom's sister's place in Mumbai, I had to share a bedroom with my cousin Ramesh for a few weeks. We had two separate beds in each corner and we would chat later into the night.

It was the last night of my stay and eventually it ended up in us snuggling up in one bed. I found myself cuddled close to him, my leg draped over his crotch, and I realized with a shock that he was aroused. I'd never seen a naked man, aroused or not, so it was all very new to me.

As we cuddled, his hands slipped below my salwar top, gently caressing my smooth stomach in an innocent way and then slowly working upwards. As I did not resist, he became a little bolder and soon he was cupping my small breasts. I let him have his way, enjoying the experience.

His hands then moved downwards and went under my pants, he explored my mound from outside the panties. He must have realized I had hair down there and he paused there, fingering the same. But then he lost his nerve and returned to my breasts. We made out for some time, but to my regret I never had the courage to do my own exploration of his body, nor did we go any further.

I did tell Satish about this episode and he had a good laugh over it saying Ramesh should have come to him for training. He promised he would soon make up for my lack of experience and so he did!

After marriage I came to Mumbai and got to meet Jayashree and I found her to be a very nice person. I did not tell her that I knew she had slept with my husband. I was not jealous of her sleeping with Satish but did wonder if they would stop now. As I was at home all the time, there was no opportunity for the first 6 months. Then I went home to my parents for a few weeks and kept wondering. Part of me wanted to ask Satish and part of me said to stay away from the information. After all, Satish loved me and cared a lot for me. Our sex life was wonderful and if he needed it in my absence, why should I deny him the same.

When I got home, we fucked like rabbits for a few days, including once when Jayashree was in the kitchen doing the housework. I am sure she would have heard us, but her face betrayed nothing. Later on when I teased Satish about it saying he had let her down, he admitted that he had slept with her in my absence. I took it in my stride and it really did not affect our marriage. But it also got me thinking, did I also have the freedom to explore?

A few months later, Satish told me that his cousin Shailesh was visiting us. Apparently, he had just gotten a job in the city and was here to search for a place to stay. I was pleasantly surprised to see him. Having heard of his stories with Jayashree, I had pictured a rough, rustic man. Shailesh turned out to be a handsome young man, very polite and well behaved. He was very shy with me and treated me with such respect that Satish teased him about it.

At night, Satish and I would have sex as usual. Although I worried Shailesh might hear, Satish didn't seem bothered.

"Arre, let him enjoy," Satish chuckled, pulling me closer. "He can't have his favorite Jayashree this time, so let him fantasize about you"

Over the next few days, Shailesh and I went house-hunting on Satish's motorbike. It was disappointing as the moment people heard he was a bachelor, they'd turn us away.

One particular house was very nice and I was reluctant to lose it, so when the owner asked Shailesh if he was married and if I was his wife, I blurted out, "Yes!"

Shailesh was taken aback but quickly caught on.

"That's right," he said. "This is my wife, Simran, we are newly married"

Finally, we negotiated and agreed to return with a token amount the next day. We came down to Satish's motorbike. Until then, I had been sitting behind him at a respectful distance. Now, with the owner watching, I deliberately put my hand on Shailesh's shoulder and got on the bike. As any wife would, I put my hands around his waist. We moved off, and I waved goodbye to the owner.

We went a little way further and stopped as we could not stop laughing.

"Arre, Bhabhi, what possessed you all of a sudden?" Shailesh gasped, wiping his eyes.

"I saw that look on the owner's face, Shailesh! That house was too perfect to lose over a detail like a wife" I admitted.

"But what happens now?" he asked.

"Nothing, we just keep up the pretense until the agreement is signed" I said.

"And after that?"

"After that, just say I have gone back to our hometown for some months"

We got back home in time to meet Satish. He too had a hearty laugh over it and joked that he was happy to "share" his wife for such a good cause.

The next day we went back with the token amount. The owner started talking about how his wife was concerned about giving the house to bachelors and it was good that we were married. He hoped we would be comfortable.

After signing, we were about to leave when he said.

"Let me take some photos of you two, in case my wife asks"

We posed, standing next to each other.

"Oh come on, show some poses like newly weds. don't be shy" he urged.

I thought, may as well do it properly. I put my arms around Shailesh, my breasts pressing into his shoulder.

Next I stood in front of Shailesh, letting him wrap his hands around me, resting just below my waist. I could feel his erection through my jeans. Finally, after a few more such close contact photos, we left. I could not help noticing the effect all this had on him. There was a noticeable bulge which refused to go away.

Now that the ice had been broken between us I felt a little less inhibited and also a little aroused. I sat on the bike behind him as I would have with Satish. My hands were on his waist and around him, my breasts pressing into his back. I knew this was affecting him, but I could not stop.

We went to a nearby mall for some coffee. He also needed some office wear, so we walked into the Zara store. We chose some shirts first and headed for the changing room.

Now Zara has common rooms for changing and this particular shop had a row of stalls next to each other. There were no doors, just some heavy curtains which came down to knee level. Inside the stall were mirrors on three sides. I realized with a shock that, unless the curtains were fully closed, it was easy to see inside from the outside.

Shailesh went into the last stall and pulled the curtain, but a small gap remained and he did not seem to realize. He removed his t-shirt and I could see a smooth, muscular shirt. I told myself, I should look away, but my eyes were stuck on his reflection. The shirt seemed a little tight, so he popped his head out saying.

"The size is wrong"

"Ok, try on the trousers too, then let's see" I said.

"Okay, Bhabhi"

He closed the curtain and pulled down his trousers, still unaware of the fact that I could see the reflection, or maybe he did not care. He was now in his briefs. They were old, village style boxer briefs, but the bulge was still visible.

The trousers were not comfortable as he struggled to pull them on.

"They're not good, Bhabhi! What should I do?"

"Do you need one more higher or lower size?"

"I don't know, I can't tell"

"Wait, I'm coming in" Before he could even protest, I pulled the curtain aside and came in.

"Aare, Bhabhi!"

"Shut up, don't be an idiot, let me take a look at them"

The trousers were loose, I pulled his hands away and the trousers fell, his bulge looked bigger from closeup.

"Bhabhi, please!"

"Let me get one size smaller" I said, trying not to giggle.

The next size fitted well. He opened the curtain to show me.

"Okay, that's done. What else do you need? Do you have proper underwear?"

"Err... Bhabhi, I'm okay"

"What do you mean okay'? Better buy proper stuff than what I just saw. Your maid will be ashamed if you wear such things!" I teased.

"What does Satish Bhaiya wear?"

"He wears Jockeys. Let me get them"

I went off to find Jockeys. I picked out a few sexy looking briefs.

"Here you go" I handed him the pair.

Gosh... they look too much" he blushed.

"Go ahead and try them. They feel good, according to Satish."

"Ok, but you stay outside please" he said.

He pulled the curtain closed, once again leaving a gap. Finally he pulled down his briefs and I could see his manhood. He was turgid. I have always admired Satish's body, but Shailesh was equally good. But my experience was just limited to two naked men, so they all looked good to me.

He tried on the Jockeys.

"What's happening, Shailesh? Are they okay or should I get smaller ones?" I called out, pushing against the curtain.

"Err... I don't know," he mumbled. "They feel a little tight."

Before he could say anything, I pulled aside the curtain.

"Bhabhi, please, someone will see!" he pleaded, trying to cover himself.

"See what, a man in his undies? Don't worry, it's a common sight here. It seems okay. Just a little bulky in the front" I teased.

He quickly pushed me out and yanked the curtain shut.

That was the end of his shopping. But I was in the mood for some more fun.

"Zara seems to be having a sale, let me try on some stuff" I said.

He just nodded. He seemed to be in a sort of daze.

I picked up a few tops, a pair of jeans and headed back to the same stall.

"Hold on to these will you, there seems no place to keep the clothes" I gave him the jeans to hold and entered the stall, closing the curtains.

As usual, the gap remained and I pretended not to notice. I could see his reflection in one of the mirrors and the look on his face as he realized what was going to happen. I wondered if he would warn me. Unfortunately or maybe as I was secretly hoping, he kept quiet.

I took off my top and stood there in front of the mirror, admiring myself. I did not look at his reflection but could feel his presence. I tried on the tops one after another and finally selected one.

"Take this and pass me the rest of the stuff" I said.

I was still in my bra, so I demurely held the curtain in front of me and gave him the clothes. His face was now red and he was sweating.

"Are you ok?" I asked. "You are sweating!"

"Err, nothing, it's just something I wanted to tell you"

"Later, let me finish" I said, interrupting him. I guessed he wanted to warn me about the gap or the mirror, but the thrill of exposing myself was overcoming any modesty. I was aroused like never before.

I went in and pulled down my pants to try on the jeans. Finally I was in my bra and panty and I admired my body for a minute in the mirror. And then it happened, I looked at the wrong mirror and we made eye contact, His eyes bulged when he realized I saw him and he turned away.

I finished my trial and decided to call it a day. I got dressed and walked out. He was nearby pretending to look at some clothes.

"Thinking of buying some skirts, are you?" I asked.

He realized with a shock that he was studying the womens' section. He was quiet, probably feeling a little guilty. I took pity on him and put my hand through his.

"Sorry Bhabhi, I should have warned you" he said.

"Hey, don't bother, It was nothing much. I did not mind. After all, I saw you too, so it can be our little secret." I said.

He felt better after that and we spent some time walking around, my hand was still in his and he made no attempt to pull away. My breasts kept brushing against him, but he seemed to have gotten over it. I did not notice any bulges after that.

The next few days were spent shopping for his new house. We were most of the time at the new place setting it up. Finally it got done and I crashed onto his bed.

"Gosh, I am exhausted, I feel so dirty and sweaty. I am going to take a shower. What about you?" I asked.

"You go first, I will go after that"

I pulled off my top and my jeans. He stared at me.

"What? You have already seen most of me. I hope you liked what you saw?" I teased him.

"Bhabhi, you are very beautiful, Satish is very lucky to be married to you." he said.

I blew him a kiss and headed into the bathroom, My bra and panty were a little wet from sweat, so I put them to dry in the window and took a nice shower. After I was done, I was still feeling naughty, so I wrapped the large towel around me and came out.

His eyes widened when he saw me, but he kept quiet.

"Sorry, my underclothes are a little wet, so I need to wait for them to dry out, you go ahead and take a shower"

He went in and I could hear him take a shower. I took advantage of the opportunity to dry myself thoroughly and comb my hair. I was completely nude in another man's house! It was getting to be a day of experiences and I wondered where it would lead.

Finally he too came out dressed in shorts and a vest. I made some tea for him and then we sat on the sofa and tried to chat.

The tension in the room was apparent. He was petrified and tried not to look at me or my legs and shoulder. Finally I decided to take the lead.

"Shailesh, look at me" I said.

He turned to look at me and became red.

"Why are you so shy? You have never been with a half nude woman before?" I wondered whether he would tell me about Jayashree.

"Err, no Bhabhi, it's just that you are Satish's wife and I am feeling shy"

"So what, I am not his property or something. Come closer" I said

He moved a little closer, I took the plunge and leant over to kiss him on the mouth. I think that was sufficient for him. He kissed back and put arms around me. I surrendered.

"Let's move to the bedroom" I whispered.

We collapsed on the bed, kissing each other. He started to kiss me from the top of my forehead and made his way down slowly, part by part. He moved down to my throat and then slowly parted the towel to look at my breasts.

"Wow, they are really beautiful!"

He kissed one breast at a time, curling my nipples with his tongue. My body felt it was on fire. He moved down, kissing my stomach and spent some time exploring my navel with his tongue. Finally he arrived at my pussy and started to kiss my pubes. He gently spread my legs and bent down to lick my pussy.

I had heard from Satish how he saw Jayashree make Shailesh suck her pussy. She seemed to have trained him well. First his tongue darted in and out of my pussy, then he parted my pussy lips and started to lick my clitoris with his tongue. That was enough to drive me over the edge. I came with a shudder, clutching his hair with my hands. I moaned and held his head in place as he tounge fucked me.

Finally he pulled away to breathe deeply. I lay there totally spent, my pussy throbbing. It was the best experience of my life till date. Even Satish could not make me come like that.

I pulled Shailesh up and kissed him and hugged him. My hands started to explore his body. I pulled off his shirt and then his shorts. His cock sprang out of his underwear, erect. It was different from Shailesh's cock. It was a little more stubby and stood out erect at a 90 deg angle whereas Satish's cock tended to be thinner and turned to the left.

"Get on top of me, I want you inside me" I said.

"Are you sure Bhabhi?" he asked.

"Shut up and get in before I change my mind" I said.

He climbed in between my legs, I could feel his cock at my pussy entrance. I was totally wet, so he slid in easily, I could feel his foreskin roll back as he entered.

He moaned as his full length went inside. I was a little tight for him, but I guess it only increased the sensation as he filled me up. He began to pump me with long strokes. My pussy responded and I came again, my pussy lips throbbed against his cock.

He came with a shudder, spurting his seed inside me. Luckily I was already on the pill, so there was no need to bother about condoms. Satish was totally against condoms, saying they only ruined the sensation and hand or blow jobs were better.

We lay exhausted on the bed for some time. Then we both took a shower again, dressed and came back home. Satish came in as usual at about 8 PM and we all had dinner together as if nothing had happened.

But things had definitely changed. I continued to visit him on his weekly off and we would enjoy each other's bodies. I even tried sucking his cock, something Satish has never asked me to.

Shailesh was an expert with his tongue and nothing could beat that. He finally got married after a year and then we had to stop for some time. We resumed when his wife became pregnant and went home.

Satish was good too, but he could never match Shailesh for bringing me over the top. So he never denied me sex with Shailesh. He too enjoyed Jayashree whenever he got the opportunity, so we were both satisfied in our own way.