My Small World

A Wedding

I very much wanted to call Kiran at lunch. Somehow I kept away from the phone. Too much of anything can spoil the fun too. And as real surprise I got a call from Dolly. She wanted some information regarding her insurance policy. I flirted with her fir a while, telling her thought she had caled some nice questions, maybe something to do with me being a man and she being a woman. “Oh those questions are asked and answered in the dim light in the bedroom. Not on the phone.” She laughed and we ended the conversation there. Her voice and laughter tibgled in my ears for quite a while, making my cock painful in my briefs.

My lovely cunt, and now my lovely mouth and lips was waiting for me as promised, naked. I was just entering the door hen her reached for my zipper and freed my half hard cock. She sank it into her throat, sweat and all sighing with pleasure.

She was better than last night, improvising a little, sucking the balls, the underside, her tongue flicking, dancing on my ass hole.

I stood near the door, my pants down to my ankles, my shirt and tie still on. I sucked my cock till I came, weak in the knees and drank mu semen like she had been thirsting for it for days.

“You know darling, the thought of you and Kiran alone in the morning so fucking horny that I was wet the whole day. Next time you leave me this horny and go away I am going to invite some other cock into my cunt.”

I laughed. “Don’t worry baby, you get horny again just give me a tinkle. If I am busy at least I can send Amit around.”

We both laughed.

We made slow easy love that night. And still tired and beat from our weekend we slept.

Kiran called me the next morning, she asked me to lunch and telling me that it would just be lunch. She wanted to talk.

I reached the restaurant to see Kiran and wife together. I joined them. “Doesn’t he look yummy?” Kiran comented to my wife.

We ordered food and then I asked: “So what is it that you wanted to talk about.”

“Okay, since you asked.” Kiran replied laughing. “I want our next outing together to be something beautiful and memorable. Actually I would like our every outing together to be that, you know, set a theme and act it out... It is fun that way.”

We nodded.

“So of you don’t mind I will set the theme for the next one. And it usually happens - what I might find something nice and exciting and you find it distasteful and bad - so I need your permission, can I set the theme?”

“Of course, of course.” Sherin and I said together.

“And do I have your promise that if he story is not fun you won’t hold it against me? Because once we get started there is no turning back whether you like itor not.Later you tell me it was not good and I will beg your pardon. And you WILL pardon me and be my friend. I love you guys and I don’t want to lose you.”

We just niodded, sensing she wanted to say more.

“So do we agree upon it. Nothing I do to you will ever change our beautiful relationship. And Nothing you do to me will change it too? Can I have your word of honor on that?”

Sherin answered first. “Kiran, baby, nothing will change what we have. We will love you always. You are a part of the family now.”

“I totally agree with her.” I added.

“So that’s settled then. Now I need the keys to your cottage on the seaside. The week after the next we will be taking the Friday off and leave early in the morning.”

“Why two weeks from now, why not next week.?” I asked

“Well, I need time to set up a few things. And moreover, give ourselves a little time away from each other. Which brings me to my rules. Listen carefully. One we will abstain from sex whole one week before. So You can fuck like rabbits all this week until Friday and stay away from each other until we reach the cottage. Got it?”

“That’s not fair!” I said. “Abstain for so long!!”

“Well, I want you to explode like a volcano when you come for the first time in the cottage”

“Okay, so what is the story line. Do we have to dress up anything special?” Sherin asked.

“Don’t worry about that. I will get all the necessary things. You just get yourselves ready for the trip, get your car checked and so on.”

We had our lunch and I paid. Kiran bend down to look through the window as I was about to drive away. “Hey you two, no cheating on the rules. And stud, keeping off masturbation too. Avoid arousing each other. And it would be good if you visit the gym a couple of times, tone up those fabulous muscles.”

We smailed back and waved. I drove my wife back home and went to work.

I called Kiran when I reached office. “Kiran, I agree on abstention for a week but am I not going to see you even once before that?”

She laughed. Okay, I will drop by one evening. Happy?”

I was. We got together on Thursday. She came dressed her casual self. Shorts and singlets. She asked Sherin if she could have her husband alone once. The door would be open and she could walk in anytime if she wanted, but she just needed to be fucked and touched by a man. Kiran and I fucked passionately. And then as we lay talking, Sherin came in.

“I thought the screaming stopped so you must be done. Can I join you both?”

We made place for her on the bed. The three of us made love again.

Kiran disappeared for the weekend with a cryptic message that she was going down to the city for something. I found that she was on leave on Monday too. She wouldn’t tell us what she was up to. She came every evening, had a drink or two, went out to dinner once and we avoided sex. We were normal friend gathering for gossip. She had taken the keys for the cottage when we last fucked.

The week brought us more closer than all the sex had. We felt so close to each other, like we had been friends for life. Sherin and I talked about it once, how strange it was. It seemed now that we were a part of each other, and anyone going away was unthinkable.

Thursday evening we visted Kiran. She made some simple dinner and we stayed to eat. We left early since we had planned to leave as early as possible. The timing had been debated and six in the morning we all agreed was a fairly earthly time for departure.

I had had my car checked and filled. Sherin and I dressed in in jeans and T-shirts. We had called Kiran before we left, she was waiting outside, dressed in a light blue frock. She looked so pretty and girlish in it. She had a suitcase next to her. She put it in the trunk and we drove. The cottage was a good one and half hours drive if you did not stop anywhere. But Kiran insisted we stop somewhere for some breakfast and coffee. She seemed a different person altogether. She was smiling and laughing and singing all the way. She opened the sun roof on the top and stood halfway out of the car, her hair flowing behind.

She saw a stream by the roadside and begged me to stop. I had to. She ran out her hands spread out wide like she wanted to fly. She sat on a rock with her feet in the stream and waved us to join her. We went.

“Guys I need to talk to you of something.” She said as we reached her. We all sat on little rocks. “I wantto ask you something, and if you say no I won’t hold a grudge.” She paused to collect her thoughts.

“Go ahead” I said.

“It is that I have lived like a whire all my life, men come and fuck me, I like being fucked but that is how it always is. Men come fuck for a while and then go back to thier wives, or go find some girl and get married. For the first time I found two people I really love. I want to feel what it is to be a wife. I see you repecting her, loving her, being considerate to her and I wish I had some of that. Sherin... I want you take me as yiur husbnad’s wife. Treat me like one. Just for a while at least. I promise it won;t be public, no one will know... and I promise I will be faithful and loyal to you both. I won’t take him away from you. I want all three of us to belong to each other. I just... just...” She was getting emotional, her voice broke down.

She took a deep breath and went on. “I will go away whenever you want me to. I will do whatever you want.” She stood up, looking at both of us. “Just let me taste the pleasure of being his wife.”

Sherin was the first to reach out to her. Taking her in her arms she hugged her. “Of course you will his wife. You will be treated the same as I. Isn’t that so stud?”

I agreed and hugged both of them.

“And I tell you what.” Sherin said, excited about her thought. “I will marry you both as soon as we reach the cottage myself. And... and... I think my wedding dress is in the cottage too.” She beamed. I know her mind was planning the whole affair already.

“Thank you, darlings” Kiran said hugging us and kissing both on the lips.

They sat behind together and yapped away. I listened on a little amused at all the talk.

“Hey,” says Sherin, “what is a wedding without a honeymoon? Why don’t I marry you and then leave you alone and go home? You should have time together.”

“No way.” Kiran says, “I have planned the whole weekend and I wouldn’t dream of spendinf time with him without you.”

“Don't be silly, what kind of honeymoon will it be if you have someone tagging along. You want to taste what it feels like to be his wife, you have to have time alone together. And I tell you from experience, we fucked the whole night and that is still the most tender, most beautiful love we ever made. It is decided.”

“No way Sherin honey, if you want us to have a honeymoon we will, maybe next week he and I will come here alone. But this week belongs to me. Anf also remember, whatever happens in the cottage according to my story has nothing to do with it. I still say if you don’t like it I will create a story like this again. But remember this is not me, just a theme.”

“Okay if you insist you go honeymoon later, but not to the cottage. Go away to some hill statipn for a week. And that is decided, I am the elder wife remember, I get to decide some things.”

“Okay.”

We reached the cottage at eight thirty. We all took showers, Sherin and Kiran together, Sherin wouldn’t allow me in. Said it was not right to see the bride before wedding. I went into the batroom, my clothes were kept on the table. I noticed the room for the first time. The huge living room had been completely redone. The bed from the bedroom had been pulled out here, the dining table was gone, on one couch remained. There was something tall that was draped that stood some feet from the bed. All the carpets had been collected and some new ones added to cover the whole of the living room. I wanted to peek and see what was under the drapes, I resisted, why spoil the fun.

I dressed in a long sleeved shirt and black pants. Sherin put her head out of the door and told me to go stand in the garden near the fountain. She would be joining me soon.

I went out and Sherin joined me. Then the door opened, Kiran loooking stunning in Sherin’s wedding gown walked slowly towards us. The dress was a bit tight on her but still looked great.

Sherin hissed at me to walk half and take her arm. I did. We walked to Sherin and she began, remembering the words from movies. “Dearly beloved. We are all gathered here to witness the joining of this man and woman.” She was improvising. “Do you take this woman to be your wife, to love and cherish, in sickness or in health.” I replied I do, and Kiran, her voice almost a whisper, her eyesfighting back the tears replied she did.

“You may now kiss the bride.”

We kissed,deep and lovingly. It really felt like I was kissing a woman I loved, and I was kissing a woman I loved.

We had some champagne. And later we all went for a swin in the sea. About an hour later I saw Kiran give Sherin a look and nod. Sherin then stretched her arms and said she was going inside, Kiran too rather loudly declared it was too hot and followed her. I watched my two wives walking, their hips swaying. Reaching the door they waved for me to come.

I collected my towel and went. They were both naked, Kiran snatched the towel from me and began kissing me, her hands on my waking cock. Sherin joined us. kissing my but from behind. They lead me to the draped place both were behaving rather oddly and I couldn’t make it out. each held my arm and started kissing under it. My both arms held high, suddenly they moved with lightening speed. I heard two clicks and realized that the tall draped thing was a a wooden contraption with two chains atatchedto handcuffs. And while I was busy looking at the hands I heard two more clicks and my legs were handcuffed too. I asked them to release me, I struggled.

“I don't like this. Come on, Sherin, Kiran get me out.” They giggled like teenagers and were on bed. Fucking and kissing each other, the bitches.

Shein on the bed spread eagled, Kiran excused herelf a moment and went into the kitchen, She returned with a towel and one hand and another hidden behind her back. She used the towel to gag me. And then brought the other hand forward and took a big gulp from the wine bottle.

Oh Gid, she goes nuts when she drinks wine. She took another swig and walked to Sherin, turning her over, kissing her ass, her back, she climbed on her. She took one more gulp and still kiisng her hand moved under the carpet, she hand to chains attached to handcuffs. I struggled wanting to warm my wife who was squirming with pleasure at Kiran’s kisses. And then handcuffs slipped on her hand. Sherin tried to turn in shock, unable to turn beacuse of the handcuffs. Kiran jumped out of bed, and pulled velvet straps from underneath the bed, sitting on Sherin’s ass, she tied each leg. She pulled a towel from under the towel and gagged her too.

She jumped off not looking at eitherof us, took a swig of wine and went into the bedroom.

I was shit scared now, the anger replaced by fear. What was all this? Was she some kind of a nut. No one even knew we had come here. Was she going to kill us here. Was this last month a charade of some sick woman. Were we goingto be gang raped? I could even talk to my wife, calm her a bit. Myheart ached to see her so scared and struggling.

Kiran took nearly half an hour to return. And when I saw her, despite my fear and anger at being treated this way, my cock began to rise. She was wear black leather outfit that was made entirely of straps. Her thigh high boots covered her ankles, the leather stripes crisscrossing each other. Her but covered but with just three leather straps, one that went under the butt, another went across the ass her pussy, clean shaven pussy was exposed.

The leather stripes crisscrossed coverinf her belly and reached her breasts, pushing them up so they looked bigger than they actually were. The leather stripes crisscrossed to cover her neck partially. She was wearing a red, deep red lipstick, her facehad been made up, dark mascara on her eyelids. I had never seen her made up like this, and she looked stunning. Her hair had a wet and oily look, combed back flat to show off her forehead.

She held a box under one arm, and a horse whip in the other. The sight of the brought fearback. What was she up to? Was this just a theme or was she some kind of a sex nut? She placed the box on the bed and walked to me, using the whip she held my rising cock upwith it.

“So you like what you seeing, eh bastard?” She then turned to my wife. “See bitch? You fucking husband likes what he sees. Even when he is tied up, and his wife is crying her fucking eyes off, the bastardlikes what he sees? Want to see what is turning him on.?”

She walked over to my wife and stood by the bedside where Sherin could see her. “Like it? See how beautiful my ass looks?”

She turned to again. “But... I did not ask you to get hard. Did I? And you will only do what I ask.” She came nearer and lashed her whip on my chest, and heaven it stung. I stared her in anger. She walked and sat on a stool, her thighs wide apart.

“Listen you mother fuckers,” she said loudly.”Listen fucking carefully. From now on you are my slaves. The only purpose of your life is to do my bidding. Nothing else. In a while I am going to change your chains to something less painful, and am going to remove your gags. behave yourself and you will be spared. Fuck with me and you will wish you had never met me.”

She went to the box and took out some leather cuffs and chains She cuffed the leather restraints on my wrists and then fixed the chain to a hook. The chains were long with rings at every feet or so, she could loosen it anytime she wanted. She removed the steel hundcuffs. The chain was lonnger and I felt the stretched muscles on my shoulder relax as I brought my hands down. She went back to the box and brought out another leather outfit. A simple leather harness. She unfuffed my one feet and out one side in and the the same with the other. Strapping leather cuffs with chains to my feet too, she pulled up the leather, went behind me and tied it. Just a few leather straps crisscrossed my body. She came in front and adjusted a leather strip so it went underneath my ball and held them up. She took off the gag.

I started cursing her, my mouth dry and thirsty. “Release me you whore bitch or I will break your neck.”

She laughed, a hearty deep throated laugh. “How? With your cock you son of a bitch?” She picked up the whip. “And I told you I am your mistress now. Not your whore, not your bitch. And talk when your are not asked to and you will get punished.” She started whipping me. On the chest, on my arms, on my exposed butt. Every lash stung and yet my cock was getting rock hard.

She left me and went to my wife, sitting on her she removed the gag, pulled her head up by the hair and said. “Listen bitch, I just whipped your fucking dog because too much. And if I hear a peep from you, believe me I will shove this whip up you ass and slap you till you faint. Kapish?”

My wife nodded. “I am going to change the cuffs to something softer and turn you around. Try something funnt and you will regret it for the rest of your life.” She began to uncuff her. My wife, tears in her eyes and her voice shaking asked: “Are you going to kill us?”

“If I have to. Behave and you will not be harmed. But try to revolt,any one of you and I will cut his cock and make you cook and eat it. I will shove a knife up your ass and twistit till your insides fall out of your ass.”

“Leave her alone.” I shouted.

“See, that is exactly what I don’t want.” She picked up the whip and started whipping my wife’s ass. Sherin was screaming in pain. I called out for Kiran to stop. She looked at me. “I didn’t hear you say sorry you won’t do it again.”

I could not stand Sherin being beaten as she was. I said I am sorry I wouldn’t do it again.

“Good.” She turned to Sherin again, took out an exact replica of my dress, but smaller and gave it to her. She asked her to put it on. My wife started to pu it on and saw a dark patch under her. She had peed in fright. Kiran saw the look and said. “Don’t worry, there is rubber underneath.”

“I am not going to just keep your hands chained, okay? Don’t you try any fucking thing” She was on her knees before my wife, preventing her from looking at me. She moved away and I had the first view of my wife in her leather. She looked stunningly sexy. My hard cock was about to burst.

Kiran left her there and came to me. “Still hard eh? I want you to fuck that bitch over there. Fusk her in that virgin ass. But the way you look you are going to shoot the moment you enter her tight ass. So let me relieve you of some jiuce.”

She looked at my wife. “Want to touch this bastard don’t you. Want to suck his thick fat meat? Want it deep inside your fucking beautiful cunt? Well just let it ache for a while, today is the ass day and that is where you are going to feel it enter. Right now watch me suck the bastard off. Watch me drink his juice.” She went down on her knees and took my cock in her mouth.