Note from Writer:
This is story is written with Dan57 permission based on character we created. For other adventures of Mark and Jodhaa and how their adventure began please check out Mark's Destiny and other Dan57 stories.
The next afternoon, Deenpal and Mark came to fetch her. They were surprised she didn't come to meet them at their arrival. Mark walked toward the door when Jodhaa went out. She had still her belly dance jewels adorning her body but, otherwise, she was stark naked. Cum was dripping in rivulets from her ravaged pussy. She didn't try to clean herself. She apologized to her husband :
"Sorry, luv : we fucked all the night like rabbits and we slept naked and cuddled together until noon.. As we were taking our lunch, Baktu discovered he had again a raging hard on. I offered him to use my back passage but he tried it with three fingers and saw that it was overstretched from Kyrhan's frequent visits. He decided to use once more my fuck hole. He has been able to give me two marvelous big climaxes without spending himself. He was about to push me over the edge for the third time this afternoon when we heard your arrival. It completely ruined his concentration and he exploded in my pussy... Can you place a towel on the back seat unless you want me to travel in the trunk not to soil the carpets?
Mark finally swept most of the old man's cum with a napkin and used a slim canister to plug her pussy. Then, the three of them set out for home. Deenpal bid them goodbye. After much thank you and a offer to guide them anytime they return, they made their way back to the home of Gwanendra and Preeti. She greeted them alone. "Where is Gwanendra?" Jodhaa asked.
"He is still out." She said. "I hope he will return soon. I really dislike when he is in the mountains at night!"
"Don't worry, my sister." Jodhaa said hugging her. "We will stay with until he returns."
"Thank you." She said. "Now you must tell me of your trip, everything." Mark and Jodhaa smiled and they walked into her home. They sat around the table and recounted their travels. Jodhaa went in to great detail of Deenpal, the patrolmen and the old man. Mark was fascinated by Baktu's stamina. Preeti was stunned at the encounters they had, and wished she had gone with them. Then Mark showed them the pictures he had taken, both of the mountains and of Jodhaa. Preeti loved them. "They are great." She said. "You have a talent eye, Mark."
"Thank you, Preeti. You are most kind!" He said. "It has always been a hobby of mine. Now I finally got the time to really work on it. Plus having a great model doesn't hurt." He said smiling at Jodhaa.
"I would love to have some photos made for Gwanendra." Preeti said.
"I am sure Mark would be glad to do some of you, won't you, dear?"
"Of course." Mark said. "We can do some tonight and tomorrow we can do some outside." He said. "In fact I saw a beautiful glen near here with a stream that would be perfect for a shoot."
"When can we start?" Preeti asked.
"Now if you wish. It will be indoors on this lush rug" Mark said. He got his camera and set it up. When he turned around, Preeti was already naked. Her pale body was almost glowing in the light. He took a deep breath. Mark led Preeti over to the carpet in front of the fire place. She took poses under his guidance in various sexy positions. Mark took a series of snapshots in front of the fire letting it back light her slim athletic frame. Her golden hair brushed in front of her chest nestling between her firm round tits. Mark backed up and took aim with the camera. She smiled and her eyes sparkled in the light. She gave him her best lustful gaze as he snapped picture after picture of her spread out on the animal skin rug. Mountaineers are rarely very observant of religion!
A little while later, Mark stood up looking at Jodhaa. "I have an idea." He said. "Why not a series of pictures with both of you. I am sure Gwanendra would love some shots of you two." Both women smiled and Jodhaa quickly stripped out of her clothes.
Preeti and Jodhaa got down in front of the fire place. Both nude and kneeling facing each other. They looked at Mark, who smiled and aimed the camera at them. Jodhaa leaned in and took Preeti's small hand in hers. Preeti moved closer to Jodhaa who closed her eyes. Both women lips touched as they faced each other. Their nipples were hard and still barely touching. Mark began to take pictures and the two women exchanged kisses that became hotter and hotter. Their pale skin was outlined by the light of the fire in the dark room. Jodhaa's red hair looked brilliant in the light and Preeti's golden locks glowing. Among the darker shades of Indian women's hair, her mane had always singled her out...
The two girls' nipples seemed to fight as they rubbed against each other. Mark could feel the passion rising in his loins as he watched the two wives. Then they looked back at him with lust in their eyes as each women cupped the other girl's breast in her hands. Then Mark told them to move to the bedroom. Jodhaa and Preeti lay obediently on the bed at an angle, with a gap between the two lovely creatures. Mark told them to put thin tops and the sheerest bottoms they could find. Their breasts could be seen through the material and their stiff nipples stood out. Both women had on Mark's instructions their hair done and their jewelry on. The low light made them shimmer. They both looked at Mark behind the camera. They gave a becoming look. They seemed to call for someone to come join them on the bed. Their eyes were smoldering with desire as Mark snapped several pictures of the two women.
The next day, Mark and Preeti got up early to go to the glen. Jodhaa said she would say behind and got to the local market to get something for dinner. Mark worried about her going out in a town she didn't know well alone. But she offered to ask Deenpal to escort her. He was more than happy to help her.
Mark and Preeti arrived at the glen. It was as beautiful as he had described to her. The field was bright green from the spring grass that was reaching its peak. The stream was running with the spring thaw from the mountains. It was something out of a post card. Mark set up the camera and looked over at Preeti. She soon removing her kameez and lay on a blanket. Her pale white skin was almost glowing in the morning sun. There was a cool breeze still blowing and it made her firm nipples stand up proudly. She let her golden hair drape behind her back as she stretched out on the blanket. She now looked like a wood nymph in the green glade by the stream. Mark shot several shots of her with the Shimla mountains in the back ground.
Next Preeti got up and ran along the stream. Mark followed, snapping pictures of her jumping in the green pasture and playing in the water. Soon he had a full roll of the nymph images. He was sure Gwanendra would love the pictures. Mark looked at the slim athletic woman in the water. She smiled at him and motioned him over. Mark moved to the edge of the stream. She bent over and kissed him lightly and pulling his body closer to her nude form.
Mark guided Preeti against a rock next to the stream. She leaned against the cool wet rock as Mark bent down to kiss and nibble at her neck. He kissed his way down her neck and over her small firm breast taking time to suck at each nipple. Then he moved down to her stomach just starting to show. He spread her legs gently, her pussy lips wet with wild excitement. He licked the length of her cunt and sucked at her clit. She did not know what made her shiver more the cold rock at her back or Mark's tongue on her clit.
Mark took her hand and led her over to the blanket on the ground. She quickly pulled his clothes off and had him lay down on the ground. She took his hard cock in her warm mouth. She used her tongue to tickle and massage his cock to the hardest she could get. Then in one motion she was on top of him, sliding down on him. She settled down onto his lap, fully impaled on his manhood. He reached up to toy with her firm breasts as she rode him slowly. It was a nice long ride with both of them enjoying each moment of pleasure, till they both collapsed onto the blanket and enjoyed the warmth of the midday sun.
The two then returned to Preeti's home. They found the groceries still on the table and not put up. At that moment, Deenpal exited the bedroom buttoning up his shirt and whistling proudly. Jodhaa was standing behind him wrapped only in a sheet. Mark thanked Deenpal for escorting his wife as he left. Then Deenpal moved to Jodhaa to kiss her and patted her butt. Preeti just wiggled her finger at her naughty sister and laughed. Preeti began to put up the groceries and Jodhaa joined her after getting dressed.
At dusk, Gwanendra finally returned. He was greeted by his wife who, as soon as he entered the house jumped into his arms and kissed him profusely. After a long welcome home greeting shower of kisses, Jodhaa came over to him and bombarded him again with kisses and hugs as well. Mark followed as the women led Gwanendra into the kitchen. They had both worked hard to make a magnificent meal. Though not as large as the banquets the Prince usually threw, but it was quite well done. The four dove in. Gwanendra completed the meal with home made pastries. After a long trip on just ration in the mountains, Gwanendra was in heaven with such a meal.
"Was your patrol successful" Preetri asked her husband.
"As best we could for now." He said. "But several of the bridges need much more work than we can do, or they won't last the winter and next year's thaw. I will have to request the government for more equipment and engineers"