DEAR MEMORY

Part IV

Sweet memory. It is done. My decision has been made and the train of events that your emergence from my past set in motion have reached their inevitable conclusion. The mind-expanding events of last weekend have sealed my fate. Let whatever happens, happen. I can no longer live this lie. With Rani's enthusiastic aid, preparations have been made, and all that remains is for me to close the door behind me. Without your support I would have been condemned, along with my undeserving husband and our respective families, to continue the charade that my life had become.

I still find if difficult to comprehend what a momentous changes you have wrought in me, and in my life. So long the sober matron of an idealised, modern Indian marriage - how could I have had been so swiftly, so comprehensively, transformed into the abandoned sexual predator that you uncovered in less than a month? My family, my husband and to a degree, I suspect, even Rani - may well believe that you have possessed my soul, my mind, like some demon of legend. But I know that the truth lies more in the fact that you have freed me from such a darkness. Far from ensnaring my soul, you have instead liberated it - that younger, wilder soul who writhed and moaned in climactic passion under a tropical sun.

Have you recovered yet, my sweet abiding memory? We did rather tire you out. Do you still feel the same way about me? Still willing to go all the way with this middle aged matron? Or are your eyes still full of Rani - she of the youthful body, full bosom and firm lipped cunt? I'm teasing, honest. I fear nothing of the sort - I have seen in your eyes, into your soul… and feel secure. I also know you are aware that my sharing you was as enjoyable for me as it was yourself… and no doubt, this last weekend, will not be the last time it happens. I have rediscovered the joy of debauchery!

Did we really do that? Did it really happen… or was it some insane dream? The hours before your arrival almost turned me into a nervous wreck. I guess I drank too much of Rani's wine… but, Oh God was I nervous. Rani was the cool one. Done it all before, chill out… and then you were there, standing in the doorway - and it was Rani who turned into a gibbering fool! I thought it was all over at that point. Even you, dear memory, looked as if you would rather be anywhere else, than facing the two of us. I really did think the whole evening was going to turn into an embarrassed diner party! Your faces - when I stamped my foot and told you both to 'stop pissing me off 'cos I wanted fucking!' As a method of breaking the ice, I guess it is one that from now on I am going to recommend to anybody foolish enough to ask my advice.

I almost wet myself when put on that commanding expression and then you told me to shut up and park my ass on the settee… but the sudden wicked gleam in your eye was something I had learned, relearned, to recognise. When you promptly told Rani to sit next to me and started unzipping your flies I began to salivate with anticipation. I loved the masterful tone - but do try not to giggle next time. I did so love the way you played with us both, pressing our faces close and teasing our open mouths with the tip of your erection. Smug, I confess, but I knew you'd enter my mouth first. God, I loved it. Sitting there, fully dressed, open mouth full of your hardness, with Rani sitting obediently next to me. I find it hard to believe how eager I was to see you shove your cock into her mouth… and what satisfaction… what simple pleasure it was when you did.

Wide eyed, she took you very deep - do I sound envious? I was! Her nose almost touched your curly hairs. I really must swap notes with her on oral technique, I am sure that she could teach me a thing or two. I thought that you would cum quickly, but you seemed to be in no great hurry - although you were clearly enjoying yourself. Withdrawing until just your glans was teasing her open, drooling mouth, lashed by her tongue, you seemed to be lost in the moment. You were just enjoying the sight of her, of us? You clearly loved rubbing your spit smeared cock over her face, the shallow pokes into an open mouth and then the slow, deep insertion that made her snort and draw back. My turn again… as if you wanted to see which of our willing openings could take you the deepest. Competition was fierce but I think it would be fair to call it a draw? You were moving slowly back and forth in my hungry mouth, your glans distending my cheek when I tugged your pants down and slipped a hand under you to cup the furry pouch of your balls as I heard you groan… and felt, tasted even, the tension in you. Sorry if I seemed a little abrupt as I pulled off your hard spike and pointed you at Rani's flushed features… I'm sure you know me well enough to believe me when I say that I love you cuming in my mouth, but I wanted you to christen Rani.

I was rather pleased that you didn't quite make it - splattering her cheek and nose before sinking between her encircling lips. The pale streaks on her dark features were a moving sight, complimented by your pumping the remaining gift down her throat. I glanced up and found you looking at me, and laughed at your grimace of disappointment. I guess you wished you could have lasted a little longer? Ha! The arrogance of the male - it's more flattering that you were unable to resist our charms! Never fear - the night was but young.

There was a momentary return to the earlier embarrassing pause. Is this a feature of threesomes, I wondered? Not on my watch, as they say. Besides, I had something I really looked forward to showing you. How did I become so bossy? All your fault I am sure. It was your turn to sit upon the settee, and I coax Rani into standing before you. She was remarkable passive, maybe understanding how this was my moment, and she was prepared to let me do things the way I desired. What I desired was to put on a show for you. How did I do? You seemed appreciative my attempts to tease your, running my hand over her clothed body, cupping her breasts and loins. I loved the way I could lead your gaze over her body. Her blouse came off first, rather traditional, but it works. The black, half-cup bra really did show her breasts off wonderfully. You showed you're appreciation with flutter of applause, but I do know you well enough to know that breasts, however presented are not you major interest.

Moving to hips, and the short skirt that I had insisted she wore, I know I had her interest - your cock twitched! Don't try to deny it - I was watching closely.

I took my time once again, inching her skirt up the long, smooth columns of her thighs. I'm surprised how much pleasure there can be in teasing - maybe even more when you get the chance to use someone else's body! I eventually took pity on you, dear heart, and undid the hook of her skirt, letting it slide down to pool around her ankles. Your eyes were riveted on the juncture of her thighs… I do believe that I had your undivided attention. I regret having told you of her smooth condition, it would have been rather nice to spring it as a surprise. Still, I swear you cock grew an inch as I mischievously inched her briefs off her hips. Revealing the smooth hairless mound of her mons, and the neat, thin lipped furrow of her sex - for your mesmerised gaze - made my knees weak and my pussy moist. What is it with you men? Not that I'm complaining - but for all my delight at the sight of a hard, well shaped, cock, I could never fall into that adoring rapture men seem to a the sight of a pussy!

I wish I'd had a camera to capture your expression. Do you know you licked you actually licked your lips? I worked a finger tip along her enticing groove, parting her, revealing her moist inner surfaces - then slipped a finger deep into her honey pot. I heard you gasp! I could feel Rani tremble inside my encircling arms - what power I wielded that night. I was the puppet master, or I supposed that should be mistress! You liked watching me finger her - don't try to deny it. God - I loved every minuet of it! Withdrawing the shiny finger, I led your eyes up her body once more, I think I could have hypnotised you there and then. You groaned when it brought my finger to my lips, inhaling her scent, then sucked it clean. I was tempted to repeat the performance until you spouted - you were masturbating! Maybe it was unconscious, but Rani rather spoiled the mood by giggling - and telling you not to waste it. Ah, dear memory, you blushed!

It was hard not to show my amusement, and fought hard not to join in with her giggles. I slapped her lightly on the ass, and commanded her to turn around. She was compliant, and I had her bend forward, resting her hands on the coffee table. You leaned forward, then, as if to kiss her exposed buttocks. She has a lovely ass… pale coffee coloured cream. I spread her cheeks and let you feast your eyes on her cunt, and the dark whorl of her asshole. I touched my wet finger tip to the tight opening, feeling the heat in her, and casually asked you if you wanted to fuck her there. You nearly choked - and then gave me a kind of suspicious nod. Not yet, I told you with mock seriousness.

All kinds of ideas were running through my head. Should I let you eat her while I watched? Should stick my tongue into that inviting cleft while you looked on? While to fucked me? Ah, sweet memory, what decisions! In the end I decided to give you the full selection, and moved to stand at her side, and adopted the same position, showing you my behind. Do you know how much your hands trembled as you slipped my knickers down, and off? How did you enjoy the sight of our brown backsides, our assholes and pouting pussies? I let to have a feel, a kiss and lick of each of us before reasserting my control. We both rose and removed the remains of each other's clothing. A rather armature lesbian act was performed for your entertainment - I guess we did ok, because you never took you eyes off us. Entwined, kissing - mouths and nipples and hands between thighs… we sank to the floor and the pre arranged cushions, for a greedy sixty nine. I kind of forgot about you for a while… busy wriggling around on Rani's probing tongue and concentrating on eating Rani hot little cunt. I'm sure you didn't mind if we ignored you for a while. Did you watch Rani licking me, watch her tongue in my pussy? Where you watching me eat her? We rolled around quite a bit, sometime I was on top, sometimes it was her turn to be riding me… I lost it for a while, cuming nosily, rubbing clit against her nose…

How long did you wait? I have no idea how long we writhed around before you where shoving the cushion under Rani's ass, lifting her hips and raising her thighs. Your cock seemed huge, waving around under my nose and quickly abandoned the steamy slit to take you into my mouth. Sorry - guess I interrupted - but I figure you'd didn't really mind. Then the sight I had been trying to visualise ever since that initial session with her… watching the blunt wedge of your glans parting her slick, buttery labia and slide slowly into her overflowing cunt. She bucked under me, and her open mouth gasped hot air into my sex… I had an orgasm watching your pale cock spread and fill her hot brown pussy… I can still see it, in techno colour detail. Her coral pink, engorged inner lips seemed to clasp you shaft, the shiny bud of her exposed clitoris that begged for the rasp of my tongue… I get wet thinking about it.

You fucked her, slow and steady. I loved the occasional pauses as you withdrew from her honeyed grasp to fuck my willing mouth for a few strokes -before sinking back into her hot wet depths. I was kind of disappointed when you withdrew and moved around to repeat the process on my pussy and Rani's mouth. God, you felt huge. I'm sure you seemed bigger than ever… a happy side affect of letting you fuck the pair of us? I really ought to do some proper testing of this interesting theory. I assume you would be willing to assist in my research?

A lifetime later, you returned, and once again I was treated to the sight of your manhood buried in my friends cunt. I heard the catch in your breathing, and sensed that you were about to cum a second time… You started to withdraw you engorged cock and I begged you to cum inside her. Oh god… I swear I saw you cock throbbing as you pumped your seed into her. Rani seemed well aware what was happening because she chose that moment to force her slippery thumb into my ass. I sucked her clit, and lapped at the base of your embedded shaft. When you pulled back, the creamy fluid of you semen seeped out of her, and I lapped eagerly at the unique mixture. Pussy juice and cum… God, how disgusting must I sound to you? Not that it seemed to bother you much, quite the reverse. I'll say it again - I love tasting your semen, as it leaked from her well fucked pussy. God, it makes me horny just saying it.

After that, things seemed to calm down a little. Rani and I continued to play, while you relaxed, looking on with undiminished interest. We took a few breaks, enjoyed a noisy, delightfully cramped shower and even had a bite to eat. We ended up in the bedroom, and you seemed well recovered. You made love to me on the bed. Gentle and slow, while Rani looked on, bright eyed. You did not cum, and it seemed to last an age. A lazy, friendly fuck would describe it. When I urged you not to neglect Rani, you repeated the performance. I enjoyed watching you together… In particular I love watching you take her doggy style. Watching your cock sliding into her from behind, not to mention a little bit of clitoral stimulation gave me another gentle orgasm. Seeing the mouth of her vagina, stretched tightly around your thickness, moving back and forth in time to your lazy thrusts… aahh. Am I odd? I don't feel too insane… it strikes me as more crazy not to be able to enjoy the pleasures we shared that night.

The evening became the early hours. You rested while Rani and I did a little more finger fucking, a lot more pussy eating. We both came several times, and how I loved looking over and watching you, watching me writhe around on Rani's fingers or on the tip of her tongue. I found myself fucking her all the harder, using every trick that I could think of to make her explode for your watchful pleasure. Even without any active involvement from you we fucked each other's brains out! We rested, and actually dozed off, waking to find Rani giving you some more head. Watching her licking your shaft, your balls and then swallowing the length of you had me eager for more. I ate her, as she sucked on you, until we swapped roles with an oddly polite kind of ease. Having her tongue in my pussy and my mouth full of your cock… it just kept getting better. We fucked some more, and I rather enjoyed Rani straddling your waist, riding your cock - especially when she turned and faced your feet. When she leaned back, I had an uninterrupted view of her smooth hairless pussy stretched around your thickness, sliding up and down the greasy pole of your cock. The rear view, and her leaning forward gave me that lovely view similar to the rear entry position, except that it was her moving up and down your cock, instead of you sliding back and forth into her…. Don't really know why that should make any difference - just trust me when I say that it does.

I started to worry that you still hadn't cum again… just once over Rani and half in her mouth, then gloriously buried in her pussy. You were still rock hard, looking swollen and uncomfortable with all this fucking and sucking… and my evil little mind knew full well where I wanted your third load depositing. Behind the bedroom curtain, sky had turned the delicate, eggshell blue of dawn. You were hilt deep in Rani, in a comfortable spoons fashion, massaging those full breasts and their delicious, chocolate coloured nipples when I jumped up and hurried back into the clothes strewn living room. You gave me quizzical, raised eyebrow at my return, and I simply showed you the little tube of lubricating jelly. You rolled your eyes, you bastard! Wisely I ignored you and gave Rani a light slap and watched her slide off your embedded cock. She was as compliant as ever, probably dying to get some sleep - and I made her lie on her tummy. I smeared a large dollop of jelly into the dark starfish of her anus, which made her jump. That jelly did feel cold. I flopped down beside her, and presented my own bum to you. "Do me, and hop aboard", I commanded grandly.

You did, and it was my turn to yelp. It was cold. There was a pause as you anointed yourself, and then you spread my buttocks. Your cock, as ever, felt far too large for my poor little opening, but could not help pressing up, trying to force your entry. You kindly used a slippery finger to warm the muscle, and from Rani's sharp gasp, I assumed you were working stereo. I was more than ready for the touch of your hot, burning tip - although, as always you did feel far too large for the accommodation offered. I was an old had at this by now, and pressed up, forcing your thickness through the plane of my sphincter. I stretched easily, with minimum discomfort and groaned loudly as you slid your ridged length deep into me. Why does a stiff cock up the ass feel so good? I have no idea… but oh, god it does. You ploughed my ass with a slow and steady stroke, and I feared that you seemed quite content to stay there. I hissed at you to give Rani a poke, but felt so empty when you withdrew. Rani's sharp intake of breath had me turning to watch her face screw up, as she chewed on her lower lip. I slide my hand under her, and reached between her thighs, cupping her pussy in the palm of my hand. She turned and muttered an "Ooh yes" and repeated the act on me. My fingers slipped into her dripping pussy - and there was your cock! The thin membrane separating the two passages was almost intangible. I heard you grunt, I knew you could feel my fingers. It was one of the strangest sensations! Feeling your cock buried in her ass with my fingers in her pussy!

A groan from Rani, pressure on my back and it was my turn wheeze as you filled my ass once more. I could feel Rani's fingers in my pussy and knew that she was experiencing the same sensation. "Nice, isn't it?" she asked throatily. I could only moan in response. I suddenly knew that this was not the first time she had experienced this. Like a cork from a bottle you pulled out of my ass, a shift of aim and it was Rani's turn to grunt. Half a dozen strokes and I was being hammered into the bed once again. You were thrusting harder, for fewer strokes each time, and I could hear your breathing turning in that pre orgasmic pant… it was becoming rather tuneful, Rani grunting, then me moaning and you panting in a steadily increasing tempo! Then you were there, driving into my upturned ass, your hand suddenly gripping my hips and you bucked and jerked on my back, as your throbbing cock pumped your third load of semen into my ass. You have never cum like that before, you yelled out, and moaned is if it was you with red-hot poker up your rear! I hadn't really felt close to an orgasm up until that point - but your explosive, spurting climax tipped my neatly over the edge. Wow… you really must have been saving that one up! I suppose we had rather kept you on the boil all night! You rolled me onto my side, humping away as if your life depended on it - the actually rolled onto her back! I lay on you, her cock as deep in my ass as it had ever been. The finally stilled, and I could feel you leaking out of my abused little bottom… I lay there, chest heaving from my own exertions, and could feel your erections fade. Looked up, finding Rani sitting up and watching us with a rather bemused expression. I rolled off you, and off your softening cock, and crawled over to her. I hugged her, hard, and planted several kisses on her. She stroked my hair rather tenderly, and we cuddled besides your prostrate form.

You were snoring happily within five minuets! I could accuse you of bad manners, but I supposed that the blame does actually lie with us… ok, with me. I didn't get the chance to tell you how much I love you then, or the momentous decision I had made that night. We all slept much of that day, and our parting was a hurried affair - talk about over sleeping! But during the last week, I have written the letters I needed to, move what few things I wanted to keep to Rani's. While you read this, my family are reading their, rather more circumspect, letters. I will not be seeing them again. My passport is in order, and I have the plane tickets and flight leaves at eleven tonight. All I need now is you.

The End.

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