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Previously:
Two sisters swapping partners - I
Two sisters swapping partners - II

Next morning, Harsh got up very early and leaving me at home he went to production unit in hurry, may be he did not wanted to face this question from Chaitali’s gesture, before leaving he fixed the program of movie of at 6:30. Chaitali asked me after Harsh’s exit, I spoke the truth that we want to do it but we are confused.

Chaitali tried to convince me that we should do it, and for that she gave me bit long lecture saying, life is short and we should enjoy and all, there is nothing wrong in this as far as it is done with mutual consent, this is just sex and demand of body and we should not give much importance to this and bla….bla….bla…..

Finally after that conversation Chatali and Manjeet took a leave for Manjeet’s Aunt’s house where they were suppose to attend the noon function. I remained at home and thought a lot about it and thought of my husband fucking my sister and equally the thought of myself getting fucked by my sister’s husband rose some sort of lust in me and made me bit horny,

above that I could realize that Harsh also wants to do it, because he never behaved like this, the way he was behaving right now, he was suppressing his desire for Chaitali and finally I convinced myself that there is nothing wrong if we will do it once to meet our fantasy.

As far as Chaitali and Manjeet were concerned, I don’t know how they were so relaxed, how they got ready so easily. Finally around 4 Harsh came and asked me again about it by saying, “what do you think, we should do it or not”, I confidently said, “Let’s do it”.

He just said ok and told me to call Chaitali and confirm it, and told me to ask them if they can come on there own in a self driven car at Cineplex where we were suppose to see the movie, Chaitali held the line and asked Manjeet for that and after 2-3 minutes Manjeet confirmed that there hosts can spare a car for them, so whole program got finalized.

Then Harsh called his friend who was having a fully furnished vacant house in NCR and asked for the keys. (Harsh use to ask for the keys of that house occasionally when some foreign buyer uses to come to visit our unit and he had to make an arrangement of his stay). Finally we got down in the car and after picking up the keys we moved towards the Cineplex.

Till then I was Ok with whatever was happening, but when Harsh asked me that where I would like to do it, in our own house or in that house? My heart skipped a beat, and I went silent and thought about it again and said in that house after Harsh asked me again. We met with Manjeet and Chaitali, and I got more nervous, I could not see any awkward expressions neither on Manjeet’s nor on Chaitali’s face.

Harsh was silent as he use to be outside the bedroom and he was behaving casually, he had a good control on his features and his features use to obey his commands. Finally movie came to an end and we came out to look for something to eat, and Manjeet asked if we can get separate from here only, so everything got settled,

that Manjeet will take me somewhere for dinner and Harsh will take Chaitali for that and after that we will proceed towards our destination, Harsh handed over the key to me of that vacant house and asked me if I can go there independently, and I said yes to him and before leaving he spoke to everyone “just make sure Koi kisi ke saath kisi tarah ki zaberdasti nahi karega”.

(Means no one will force other person for anything) and everybody accepted his request. I moved with Manjeet and drove the car to one good restaurant of one of the posh market of Delhi and had dinner. Through out the dinner I was very uneasy and somewhere something was pinching me, I could not concentrate on anything, neither on the food nor on what Manjeet was saying.

He was talking to me about our school and collage life and I was sitting like a dumb, who was lost in her own world. I could assume scene at my husband’s end and it was floating in front of my eyes that my husband will be sitting with my sister and don’t know what they will be talking.

I was realizing my mistake, a thought about my husband making love to some other female drove me in agony this time and I was unable to do anything now. I could see Manjeet was really enthusiastic and his gestures were showing his mental state, he was happy and continued talking without realizing my mental state.

Finally dinner came to an end which I barely had and with that I got more uneasy. We came to the car, Manjeet tried to hold my hand when initially I held the gear to move and I looked at him and spoke that I am not a good driver so this can be dangerous while driving. He immediately removed his hand and said sorry and continued talking.

He asked me about the place where we were going and when I replied that he asked something else and then something else. I was driving and replying, but internally I was getting into depression every second. Finally we reached to that place. As no body lives there, so Manjeet got down to open the gate and I entered in the compound and remained in the car only.

I could not move out, suddenly I realized that my feet has gone heavy, I was unable to move them to get out of the car. Manjeet waited for me outside the car for minute or two and came closer to the car and looked at me, by that time my eyes were full of tears and now he could see that I am uneasy, this was the difference between him and my husband.

In past from the day I got married to Harsh I do not have to tell that I am uneasy, he uses to read me like a book, and use to ask me lot before then this stage that what is wrong. Manjeet sat beside me on the car seat and asked me, “Charu kya hua”? I continued crying and while crying couple of times I looked at him, Manjeet tried a lot to control me but I could not stop crying,

I went on for next 4-5 minutes and finally spoke “I cannot do this, please……mujhe ghar jana hai I want to go home”. I could see Manjeet expressions changing, I could see disappointment and bit of anger on his face, but he remained calm and spoke after a minute or two, “Charu just try yaar, there is nothing wrong in this, let’s go in, I will not force you,

let’s have a kiss and if you will not feel like going further we will not do, but you should give it a try” then after a pause he spoke again, “and Harsh must be doing it with Chaitali there, we cannot go right now”. I looked at him with swollen eyes, and said “no, I want to go home right now, I cannot do this, please just take me out of here”.

Manjeet tried to control himself and said, “Charu try to kar yaar, am I so bad, let’s have a kiss and will not go further without your consent”. I could understand his mental state, he was uneasy with a thought that Harsh would be fucking Chaitali and he could not do anything with me, not even a kiss, but I was stuck on my place, that I wanted to go home, and I requested him again for that.

He spoke bit in aggression but with lot of control, “then why you agreed for this”, I didn’t had anything to say, except “I am sorry”. Finally he said “ok let’s go”. As I reversed the car and thought stroked me that now I will see my husband having sex with my sister, and my hands and legs started trembling and I could not control the car,

I was really very uneasy and asked Manjeet if he can drive, and we changed the seat. Through out the way I was memorizing my god, but did not asked for anything from him, I was just chanting his name while giving directions to Manjeet. After around one hour we reached in the campus of our apartment and my sight flew to the window of our bedroom, light was off.

Light of living room was on and that thing scared me a bit. Before Manjeet would have parked the car, I was out of it, I rushed towards the lift. Lift was resting on the top floor, I could not wait, I rushed from the stares, and reached to our floor and as I was walking through the corridor my heat beat went double, due to rush and fear I was breathing heavy.

Door of our flat was open and as I entered in the hall, Chaitali stood up from the couch, I could not see Harsh, I looked at my sister with an unasked question that where is he, she pointed towards the balcony, and just then Harsh appeared on the door of the gallery. He was standing there with a lit cigarette and as he saw me he threw that out of the balcony after crushing it on the wall.

I was just staring at him, I could not think of saying of anything, don’t know what plan they had and what they have already done, I was just standing there looking at him and he too continued staring at me. Chaitali spoke after she made a feral noise in her throat to take my attention, “He changed his mind after dinner and we were just waiting for you guys”.

I busted in a cry and screamed over him saying, “You were smoking, when you started again”? Actually few years back when we were newly married, he use to smoke bit regularly and I use to get into a horrible vomiting state with that smell, so for me he tried to limit his habit and gradually he was completely out of it, but today after more than two years he was smoking again I could not scream over him for anything else.

I rushed towards him and banged myself in his arms with a very loud cry and continued crying, like a child after burring, my face in his arms. But to my surprise, Harsh was not in that mood; he pulled my hairs to make me look at him and asked, “tumne kuch kiya”? Means have you done anything, I said, “no I cannot do anything like this, maine kuch nahi kiya”, “then why you sent me to do,

hmmmm….. Tell me how you can send me to have sex with someone else”. I continued staring at him, he pulled my hairs further to make me cry in pain and asked me again, “speak up you idiot, how can you do that with me”. I cried in pain, and spoke, “Harsh you are hurting me” “I know I am hurting you, just answer what I am asking”

and with that he pulled my hairs bit more and I tried to take away his hand and from my hairs and said, “You said you want to do it, so I just thought of doing it”. Harsh again pulled my hairs and said, “I said, I am not sure whether we should do it or not, and you said, let’s do it, why you said that idiot, you would have said, no to it”.

“I am sorry” that’s what I could say at that time, “no, you have to pay for this, and I am not going to leave you by just saying sorry”. With that he took my face closer to his and caressed my hairs bit rudely with a other hand, which were coming on my face and spoke “I am going to eat you, like never before” and with that he kissed me so passionately that even today when I recall that moment I get scared,

he bit my lips in anger couple of times and I was unable to do anything. I just tried to cop up with his passion and tried to eat him but Harsh was getting out of control. He moved his hand on my breast under pallu of my sari and just ripped my blouse from the neck of it and in a moment all the hooks of my blouse were broken.

I was really shocked with what he did, he squeezed my breast over the bra very cruelly and I cried in pain, “Harsh what are you doing, you are hurting me”. “I know, and I am going to rape you now” and he took off my pallu and tried to take off my sari, by that time Manjeet was also there, he was standing on the door, looking at us.

I tried to get away from him but I could not, Harsh was holding my hairs and as I tried to get away, he pulled them and I screamed. Next moment he pulled all the plates of my sari and now I was just in bra and petticoat, as my ripped blouse was hanging in my arms. Harsh pulled my bra, and somehow took out my breasts in hurry and sucked them hard and intentionally bit

my nipples to make me cry in pain and stopped after sucking and biting my breast for 2-3 minutes. I could feel his teeth marks on my hanging breast, my nipples were acing and I could see hell of anger in my husband’s eyes. Harsh looked at Manjeet who was standing behind me, and spoke, “close the door and please if you can leave us alone for some time”.

Manjeet closed the door and moved towards the bedroom and Chaitali followed him. I looked into Harsh eyes, and he continued staring at me and moved his hand to my waist to find the place from where he could pull the string of my petticoat and after pulling that string he ripped petticoat too from that cut and it just fell on my feet. I was standing just in panty in my living room.

Harsh took off that too by ripping it and picked me up in his arms and took me to the bedroom. By that time I stopped opposing me, as I was trying to adjust with acts of my husband, and took this as another innovative way of giving a change from a regular love making. Harsh threw me on the bed very badly almost as if he is throwing something which does not have life,

and slammed the door of the bedroom and started taking of his clothes. He was already well erect and after taking off his clothes he came on bed and started eating me like anything. He bit my nipples again and I cried again but I did not tried to stop him, he kissed me with passion and again looked into my eyes and asked me, “don’t you love me”?

I said, “I love you”, “then how can you send me with someone else, hmm…” with that he started kissing me hard and I tried again to get even with his speed and passion but I failed, he stopped for a second, I said, “sorry”, “no, sorry will not do” he parted my legs and inserted his finger covered with a cloth in my love hole, I understood,

he was trying to dry up my love tunnel so that he can pain me, and next moment he inserted his rod in my fuckhole and I screamed in pain and pleasure. Harsh was looking into my eyes and I was looking into his and he was fucking me with every stroke he was asking me or ordering me something.

With a very first fucking stroke he said, “say sorry to me” I cried in pain and said I am sorry, again he said, speak louder and with that he made another stroke into my fuckhole which went deeper and pained me a bit, I cried again and again said sorry bit louder. Then he said, “say I will not think about this again”,

with that he made another stroke and it pained me less than the earlier one and gave me some pleasure instead of pain. I spoke what he said that “I will not think of doing this again”. “Now say I am your whore, and no one else can fuck me” I said “yes, I am your whore, and only you can fuck me”. “Now say I will suck your cock whenever you will say”,

I said yes I will do in bit of pain and pleasure, “no say, I will suck your cock everyday”, I said, “I will suck your cock everyday”, he made another stroke and said, “now say every night I will sleep naked,…… I will not wear even panty” by this time I was enjoying whatever was happening with me, I was getting strange pleasure while getting raped by my husband,

he was asking for the things for which I use to say no to him. I said, “I will sleep naked with you for rest of my life”. “good…. now say I will let you suck my pussy, whenever you say” with that he made another stroked and I liked the pleasure I got from that stroke, I said, “I will let you suck my pussy whenever you want”.

“Say I will shave my cunt every day” (I was very irregular in that because of my lazyness and he use to insist me to keep my cunt clean shaven) and with that he made another stroke, I said, “yes I will shave everyday”, “say I will do whatever you say” Harsh pumped me hard again and I was touched very deep by that stroke, and cried strangely because of that, I said, “I will do whatever you say”.

“Say I will put on some weight for you” and made another stroke into my fuckhole, and that stroke took my breath away for a second, I said, “yes I will put on some weight”. Harsh kept on fucking me then and continued speaking “you want bigger cock, hmmm….. you think that will give more pleasure hmmm…..no you will not get anything except this”…

then he spoke again “tell me how deeper you want, just take this…. and this….and this”. Harsh was getting crazy and fucked me continuously with sudden jolts and finally fell on me and started making small and short stokes into my fuckhole as he was also closer to his peak, and continued talking to me, by now his anger was down, and once again he got up a bit and looked into my eyes and said,

“I am sorry, how can I let you go with someone else, I am an asshole, just forgive me, Charu….just forgive me” and he buried his face in my arms and continued fucking me for 5-10 more seconds and then he was spent, I could feel his cum getting injected into me. I too cummed with a thought that I am raped tonight.

We both were totally exhausted, and at that time we just laid beside each other naked and regained our breath and Harsh spoke again, “I am sorry, actually I was annoying myself through out the dinner and just went out of my senses, it was all my mistake, I forgot that It is not sex that gives the pleasure, actually lover gives the pleasure”.

I smiled and said, “Its ok … I am your whore and you can do anything with me” Harsh pulled me from my arm and said, “you are my sweetheart and nothing else” then after a pause Harsh spoke again, “ I want to say something, I hope you won’t mind that”? “What” I looked into his eyes with curiosity, “I am hungry I didn’t had the dinner properly, can you give me something to eat”.

I laughed a lot on this. After spending more that 4500 at both the places where we dinned separately, we both were still hungry. I got up to go into the kitchen and wore fresh nighty, as I was about to move out, Harsh said, “Call Manjeet and Chaitali, I have to say sorry to them” “they should say sorry to us, they have tried to take us on the wrong track” I replied in complaining tone.

“Just relax… and ask them if they want to have drink with me” with that Harsh also got up to wear clothes. Manjeet came out and touched Harsh’s feet and said sorry and from his gesture we could see that he really meant that sorry he almost cried while saying sorry to Harsh and later admitted that he has been hanging around other women couple of times after marriage

and had sex with them and finally said sorry to Chaitali for that, Chaitali too said sorry to us for giving us such an unethical proposal and cried while keeping his head on my shoulder. At around mid night I cooked the whole meal as we both were hungry, and came to our bedroom again after laughing a lot on whatever happened and Harsh took me again in his arms and we slept tight in the night.

In morning when I got up Harsh was already awake, and as he saw me awake he kissed me, and after a kiss he said, “now get up and do what you promised in the night” “what” I was bit shocked, “which promise”, “that you will suck me everyday” I looked into his eyes with some anger, “are you serious”, “yes, I am serious, we will do 69 before having sex”

I tried to pick up the mobile to see the time, and he stopped me, and said, “forget it, it’s Sunday and I have spoken to Chaitali, she is preparing breakfast, after sex we will bath together and then we will go out”. I didn’t had any excuse to protect myself, and we made love again, in the way Harsh said, after 69 he took me on top and made me move up and down on his cock,

that was the position which I use to avoid because of my laziness. And then under the shower my husband spoke while looking into my eyes, “bahut masti ho gayi, we’ve had lot of fun, let’s plan a baby now”. So friends we are planning baby now but till now we haven’t succeeded, we are facing some complications. Let’s see what happens.

I know many of the readers will be disappointed after knowing the fact that finally our try of swinging partners failed, but truly speaking we did not had courage to do that and we both stepped back. Some times when I recall this incident of my life in peace, I ask myself that what made us think about swinging partners? I think it was just sex.

and what made us step back from the last stage, without doing that. I feel sex is a momentary itch, and love never lets you go. Sex is a great and mysterious motive force in human life, has indisputably been a subject of absorbing interest to mankind through the ages, and I think that is why we all come here on this blog daily to read something. Isn’t it?

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