Marine had fallen under the spell of a young creep who had fucked her repeatedly before stealing all her money. He then informed her husband to provoke her divorce and deprive her of any help. He was planning to force her to sell all her properties to his benefit. Afterward, he intended to prostitute her. She confided to her friend Kira who requested Kyrhan's help. The creep was arrested by French Police but Kyrhan feared retaliation against Marine. He proposed to hire her for his hotel staff and he flew back to India with his wife Kira and the young woman he would like to add to his blossoming harem.
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The flight to New Delhi in First Class was far from over-crowded : a couple of aged English people and Kyrhan with Kira and Marine The monsoon season was a good reason for this low frequentation. Kyrhan had obtained as usual seats in the first row while the English people had chosen the last row near the exit. In such conditions, with very little chances of being watched, the Prince and his wife indulged often in kinky games. The presence of Marine with them would just add some spice to it and it would be a good start for Marine's education. He reclined in his armchair.
- Kira, I would appreciate if you would take care of my prick. I've a hard on since we lifted off and it's rather painful!
- Immediately, darling! Sorry, Marine, my husband requires my urgent help!
Marine was very puzzled : She knew her friend Kira was the wife of Dan F, a French citizen. Marine had attended their wedding but Kira had presented to the police officer at the airport an Indian passport. She had also changed just before leaving Dan's home into a red saree glittering with gold and embroideries as she had done often for several years now. Her belly was lewdly displayed as usual. Marine had also noticed that just before leaving, Kira had spread a few rose petals in a bowl at the foot of a statue of an elaborate idol half elephant and half man. Clearly, Kira had some facets of her life her friend of many years didn't know.
Kira had reached into Kyrhan's exotic clothes, extracting a huge almost inhuman cock Marine had experienced a few days before. He was very skilled, calm, caring with it and it had left her completely sated and euphoric : He really knew what to do to poor small European women. She had found the courage of inquiring to Kira, not knowing he was her husband.
- Kira dear. I expected to be split in two or even quite sore after he had fucked me such a long time but I didn't. How is it possible?
- Quite simple, dear : He just made you very wet by caressing you. Then he proceeded very slowly to stretch you painlessly.
- But he is so richly endowed. . .
- You've seen babies just after birth : they are much bigger even than Kyrhan. So any woman can take any big cock. It's just a problem of having the man patient enough to have her stretched enough for penetration. Kyrhan could easily work you out enough to take a horse stallion!
- Maybe but how comes I didn't get even sore. He fucked me so many times!
- If you're wet enough, you'll never get sore and the cum keeps you lubricated and nice to fuck for him and ready to be fucked. If you had been using condoms, it would have been quite different!
- A good lesson for me. I've always liked well endowed men but refrained to let them have their way with me fearing they would hurt me!
Marine returned her attention to what Kira was doing with Kyrhan's cock. Seats in first class can be inclined nearly flat, transforming them in rather comfortable beds. Kira was deep-throating Kyrhan's cock and he was moaning continuously on approval of her ministrations. He was so big that she had to stop regularly and pull him out to breathe before swallowing him again, caressing on the way the very sensitive rim of his helmet and drawing deeper moans from Kyrhan in the process. Kira knew perfectly him and was able to keep him on the edge as long as she wanted. It was a war of will before them : would he order her to finish him as he could not stand the challenge any more or would she be forced to make him cum by her aching jaws? Usually, it was Kyrhan who won but Marine was not at that time intimate enough with the couple to know it.
Kyrhan won once more. When he finally spewed his semen deep into his wife's throat, he was still hard and quite proudly erect. Kira was not surprised as it was often the case when he knew that just another pretty woman was ready to service him. Kira swallowed a last time and stood up. She offered Marine her place. The young woman was afraid by the challenge. She didn't think she would be able to take such a big cock so deep in her throat. Kira calmed her down :
- Kyrhan is very careful with women, you should know it, Marine! Let him steer you. He will push you to your present limits but never further. I never had taken such a big cock in my mouth and when he initiated me into it, I never even have choked. He slowly pushed my limits until I could take him to the hilt. Trust him : he is the best mentor you could have wished!
Marine kneed between Kyrhan's legs and followed obediently his instructions. She began to kiss the purple head, smelling a remnant of Kira's intimate odor. She knew it since they had shared a holiday in Provence in the south of France a few months before. Dan was accompanying them. They had chosen a secluded spot in the middle of a lavander field and the girls had stripped completely to complete their tanning. After one hour, Kira had left for a short walk with Dan. When she came back, she was out of breath and slightly disheveled but she was smiling lovingly to Dan. When she stretched on the straw mat, Marine had noticed that her twat was glistening, slightly open and she smelled an unusual odor Marine would have described as the smell of a freshly fucked woman. She had compared it with her own when the freak who was controlling her had used her body but it was quite different, more acrid while Kira's was mellow, making Marine salivate.
This time, Kyrhan just made her take his whole knob into her mouth and swirl her tongue around it for a long time. He then told her to try to swallow him as deep as she could. He warned her that as soon as she felt the first twinges of nausea or asphyxia, she was to pull back immediately and resume licking his cock. She managed to take just five inches before she choked but that seemed to please Kyrhan who told her to bob her head on his knob while pressing it with her clenched lips.
- OK, lass. I'm about to shoot a big load into your mouth. I would like you to swallow it all or, at least, as much as you can.
A few seconds later, Marine felt as if someone had opened a faucet in her mouth that was filling with a creamy and sticky gooey. In her limited experience, no man had ever creamed so much and it was his second time in a row. This Kyrhan was a man quite different from all those she had ever met. If all Indian men were of the same kind, she would never return in Europe!
During the rest of the flight, Kira informed her friend of all the intricacies of her life, how she was now alternatively Kheyrah F., Dan's wife and Kira Chowdhury, princess Singh, Kyrhan's legitimate wife. Marine was completely amazed to discover those facets of her friend of old she would never have imagined. She suspected that Kira had other secrets she would reveal her in due time.
When they arrived in Delhi, they were greeted by a well built man Marine felt instantly insecure with. He had the same gait that the man who wanted to prostitute her in France and from whom clutches Kyrhan had rescued her. The man joined his hands and inclined before Kyrhan and Kira before saluting with just a slight inclination Marine. She knew that it was a formal salutation there, called a Namaste. Kira had taught her how to do it in the plane and she returned the greeting, bowing somewhat deeper than the man had done. He smiled back. Kira went toward him and hugged him closely.
- Hello, Rajiv, nice to meet you again!
- Hello, Princess! Was your trip to France pleasant?
Kyrhan and Kira seemed to know that Rajiv rather well if they had informed him of their travel to France and if Kira was hugging him in public that way. Public contact is frowned upon in India as it is in many other countries in the far East. Rajiv led them to a car. He placed the wallets in the trunk and opened a door for Kyrhan and Kira but proposed only the passenger seat beside the driver to Marine.
