For the background of my stories, have a look at the series : Good morning India and Kira's adventures.
There had been just another major crisis in Kashmir between India and Pakistan while the prime minister was abroad in visit to the USA. Kyrhan had been appointed to replace him during his travel. With the turmoil, he had had to stay at his office for two weeks, sleeping when he could, eating what his assistants brought him. He remembered fondly the first months of his association with his wife Kira when he had used her as his personnal assistant. She would have provided him decent food, at least. Kyrhan looked totally exhausted when he arrived at his wife's palace. She scolded him as soon as he entered.
- Kyrhan! How could you get so haggard, darling?
- With the crisis and with the prime min. . .
- With you in the emergency ward or even dead, the crisis would have been even worse. Do you know that you are no more young enough for such hardship?
- Yes, I know it, the prime minister told me so and sent me home on a one month leave.
- I will have to invite him as soon as you have recovered. He loved to see me and my group of bellydancers at our last performance. . . A one month leave??
- I am so tired that I will let you organize it. Oh there is a problem, there. You were to fly to France in a fortnight, weren't you?
- Yes, I was but you may have an idea there.
- Ganesh! What has my devious wife schemed?
- Too late! you told me to organize a one month vacation for you, Mister the vice prime minister, my love.
So three days later, a bewildered Kyrhan found himself at the arrival of the Bora Bora tiny airport in the French Pacific islands. He had pested Kira until she had told him that they would cruise between the islands on a small sloop, stopping on one island when they decided.
- But I don't know how to navigate on a ship!
- Don't worry, Dan is a good skipper and we often made cruises together. You will have to rely on our skills for this occasion.
Kira already knew that Ranu would not accompany them : Her dear aunt was terminally ill in Bangalore. She had flewn to India to see her most likely for the last time. Kira would be alone to keep for the needs of both her husbands together. Usually, it was Kyrhan, her Indian husband, who had the upper hand on Dan, her French husband but this time they would be on Dan's grounds with a diminished Khyran. There would be an interesting battle on the boat with herself as the ultimate prize : she should ovulate in around a week and the first one to take advantage of her afterward will be likely to sire her next offspring. The four previous pregnancies had been preempted by Kyrhan. She would bet that he wanted the next breeding too but Dan wanted it badly too.
At the exit airport, Dan waited for them with flower necklaces he hanged around their necks with a laugh. He shook hands with Kyrhan and kissed Kira on the lips.
- You look still dejected, prince. A little cruise will be revitalizing for you. For the next fortnight, just take as much sleep as you can.
- This time, I will follow your advice. Where is my bunk?
- A bunk, you are kidding! you will have a full size cabin. There are two on this boat with a bath room, in fact just a shower and a sink that we will have to share. There is also a small fully supplied galley with a small table if the weather is not good enough to have dinner on the deck.
- Fine but where will Kira sleep? With you or with me?
- Do you get jealous, Kyrhan, when you are tired? We will let her decide for this special occasion, don't you think so?
- I do. You are my two husbands and I don't want any problems during this cruise. On even days, I will be Mrs Keyrah F., Dan's wife and sleep in his cabin and on odd days, I will be Mrs Kira Chowdhury-Singh and share my husband's cabin. So nobody will have an advantage
Their boat was already provisioned. They went directly to the wharf and shortly after sailed away from the harbor. Kira put a part of her belongings in Kyrhan's cabin and the rest in Dan's. It was an odd day so she went to help Kyrhan. He was slower than usual.
- Perhaps you should take a nap on the deck in a hammock. I will see what I can prepare for our first lunch.
- OK, pet. You are the boss but just as long as I need to recover.
- Sure! What does my Lord and master wants me to put on on board?
- You have the choice : a saree as usual or a bikini but the skimpiest you have for sure. I would like to see you with nothing at all but there are too many boats hereby to stay naked. If you think I am jealous, I allow you to tease our poor Dan as much as you want but nothing more than a pat on your bottom or a small kiss on the lips.
The weather was warm with just enough wind to propel them at a proper speed. Kira was peeling carrots and potatoes on the deck, wearing a red form fitting Lycra bikini that barely covered her nipples for the top. The string completely disappeared between her ass cheeks and the front barely covered her slit. The two men could see her cunt was perfectly shaven. Kira had creamed herself profusely to protect her skin. She would not get back to India until six weeks so she could get a little sun tan that would fade before her return.
It was so hot in the sun that Kira undid her top and let the sun caress her breasts. As Kyrhan was sleeping in his hammock, she went to offer Dan a glass of fresh fruit juice and chat quietly with him. She took a special pleasure in really teasing her French husband not ten feet from her Indian mate. She pushed forward her tits when she brought him his juice and wiggled sensuously her hips and breasts while they chatted. Dan loved to see his wife flirting overtly with him while perfectly knowing that Kyrhan would just have allowed her to tease him and nothing more today. Never mind : he would do the same the next day when Kira would act as his own wife.
Kira woke up Kyrhan for the dinner. They ate quietly, sharing a bottle of wine and discussing of what they had done since their last meeting. As they used the webcams in their bedrooms about twice a week, the discussion switched rapidly to the international situation. Kira stopped it immediately, reminding them that they were there to help Kyrhan recover and not to remind him of the problems he may have to face again soon. They arrived to their next destination around midnight. As they were anchored safely in a sheltered lagoon and the weather was still very good, the three of them could go to sleep without bothering to keep watch. The next day, they could visit the island, uninhabited except for a small meteorological station at the opposite end. All of them were rather tired. It was still so warm that Kira and her husband chose to sleep naked. She was somewhat upset seeing her husband had not his usual instant hard on when she came out of the shower, nude and still dripping with water. She decided that she had to try to revive him. She laid alongside him and took his flaccid cock in her hand. He jerked immediately.
- Oh, Darling, you don't appear to be so completely tired than the previous days.
- Wait a week and I will take care of you all the night, my dear.
- I will be game any time. This night, you will just have a blow job and good night.
Kira bent toward the not completely flaccid now cock and swept her tongue around its tip. Kyrhan groaned. She kissed it before letting it slide inside her mouth. It was very pleasant to feel the cock growing in her mouth thanks to her ministrations. It was different from their usual couplings where Kyrhan, immediately aroused, was always taking the upper hand on their games. He always continued until she begged him to stop, completely exhausted. This night, it was Kyrhan who drifted to sleep as soon as he had unloaded his sperm into her clamping mouth. She burst into Dan's bedroom. He was surprised by her unexpected arrival. She bent toward his face. He half expected that she wanted to kiss him on the lips unless Kyrhan had told her to let him fuck her. Instead she opened her mouth with a big smile and an impish look of triumph. Dan could see that her mouth was filled with a copious load of sticky sperm. So Kyrhan was not THAT tired. She swallowed overtly and showed him there was nothing left in her mouth before going back to her bedroom. Dan was now sporting a raging hard on and nobody was there to help him relieve it.
Kira went back to her husband and drifted to sleep too, with her arms enfolding his generous chest. The morning found them still cuddling together. Kira went to the deck and found that there were no boats on view. It was again rather warm, so she elected to remain naked as her husband had intended. She prepared coffee and toasts after she had cleaned thoroughly the deck, the galley and the bathroom. The bedrooms would have to wait until her husbands had decided to get up at last. They woke up around the same time, about nine AM. They chatted in the galley as Kira served them coffee and bread with butter and marmelade.
Dan did not pay attention to anything but Kira's offered naked body. He was sporting a magnificent hard on that had prevented him to sleep as deeply as he had intended. Kira was flattered that Kyrhan was also presenting a bulge in his pajamas, just somewhat smaller that his usual triumphant morning tents.
While she cleaned the cabins, Kira had told them to go and take the sun on the deck. As soon as she declared the ship clean, they proposed to explore the small island. Kyrhan wanted that Kira put on a dress in case there would be someone from the meteorological station of from another boat on the other side of the island. Dan had to interfere.
- Sorry, prince but we had agreed that Kira would be mine after breakfast. So I am in charge, now and Kira will follow my orders.
- My mistake, Dan, I forgot. What do you want her to wear?
- For this morning, she will remain as she is!
