HOLI SEXPERIENCE
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By: Reena Kanwar (C)2000-2005

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If you are offended by graphic descriptions of a sexual
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Keywords: India, high heels, saree, Fm, mMF, drunk, sandals,
anal, double-penetration, servant, drug (Bhaang), hindi



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It was holi-eve and Sarika had spent all the evening
drinking and playing at all ladies' kitty party. Drinks
flowed like water while women played cards and later watched
porn-movies which were followed by lesbian orgy. It was past
midnight before the part was over. Like many of other women,
Sarika was too drunk to drive. One of her friends gave her
ride to her home. When the car stopped at her home, Sarika
picked up her purse and leaning over, she gave her friend a
kiss on the lips. Struggling with the door lock of the car
drunkenly, it took several moments, but she finally unlocked
it and pushed it open. "Thank you.. Poonam," she mumbled
drunkenly as she stumbled out of the car, "mazaa aa gayaa."
Sarika wobbled out of the car and nearly fell on her face.
"tu Theek hai naa.?" her friend asked as she watched Sarika
reel up the sidewalk to her house. Sarika didn't hear her
and continued to stagger up in the sidewalk her high heels.
At last she made it to the gate, and stopped.  Leaning
against it, Sarika waved at the car. She pushed the gate
open and with a final wave, watched the car slowly roll down
the street leaving her standing just outside her gate.

Sarika was a 33 years old, exceptionally beautiful and
voluptuous lady. With her drop-dead good looks, her high
tilt full breasts and a measurement of 38-24-36, she looked
more like the centerfolds of Playboy and Penthouse
magazines. Her husband, Sameer, was 5 years elder to her and
he was an industrialist. In fact Sameer was a workaholic and
they hardly saw much of each other. They had a nice sexual
life only during first two - three years. Then Sameer got
more and more engrossed in his business and Sarika too
adjusted to it by joining kitty-parties and ladies' poker-
clubs. These poker-clubs and kitty-parties actually involved
lots of drinking, porn-movies and lesbian orgies. So, she
had been enjoying her life even after her husband's
negligence.

As Sarika lurched herself drunkenly in high heeled sandals,
her servant, Ramesh, ran out to support her. Ramesh was only
17 years old but he was very strong and well-built. He
hailed from some village in U.P. He grabbed Sarika under the
arms and helped walk inside. He had done this several times
before so now it was no big deal. He knew the drill, throw
her in bed and let her sleep it off. By noon tomorrow she
would be fine. Sarika, his memsaab, was really smashed
today. She was very also very horny and as she lurched,
while being supported by Ramesh, her mind began reeling with
licentious thoughts. She never had such feelings about
Ramesh before. Sarika felt the pangs of hunger. Ramesh also
realized that the top two hooks of her blouse were open and
Sarika was giving teenaged servant quite a view. As he
maneuvered Sarika toward the front door, he got a good
handful of her tit. He was starting to get turned on. His
cock was starting to stiffen in his pajamas. Sarika was
getting very turned on.  Her nipples were very hard and
sensitive... She imagined he had a hard-on already. The
whole situation had her pussy all wet and hot for a cock.
With her arm around his shoulder and his right arm round her
waist, they climbed the stairs to her bedroom. Little
tingles of orgasmic pleasure jangled her nerves as his hand
slide down her back onto her buttocks.

As soon as they entered the bedroom, Sarika dropped down
onto a leather sofa-chair. Ramesh's eyes nearly bugged out
as Sarika deliberately let her "pallu" fell off, and two of
the four open hooks of her thin deep-cut, sleeveless blouse
exhibited her bra encased tits out in the open. Her nipples
made prominent bumps in the fabric of her bra. Sarika smiled
as she brushed back her hair. She made an elaborate
production out of it, making certain her shoulders were
thrown well back to emphasize her big tits. She told him to
get two glasses and gin from the closet. Sarika poured
drinks in glasses and told him to grab one. He looked at her
and swallowed it in a single gulp. Sarika too sipped her
drink while he stood there looking at her with uncertainty.
She knew he was excited but nervous. Sarika looked up at
Ramesh with a lusty look, and said in a voice slurred with
drink, "meri choot aaj lunD ke liye bahut ta.Dap rahii
hai.tu jee bhar ke chod mujhe. "M ... m ... memsaab!" Ramesh
squeaked as one of her hands took a hold of the woody in his
pajamas. He moaned a little.  She immediately started
squeezing and stroking.  Ramesh stiffened against her. She
hummed and giggled drunkenly.  He didn't want to...  He
didn't know what he wanted to do?  The woman was rubbing his
cock and he was getting harder than rock.  Before he could
even open his mouth to respond, his memsaab's hand was in
through the slit of his pajamas and closing around his lunD!

Sarika shivered from her enslavement to the surges of hot
longing which made her ache to have this young boy deep up
inside her choot. There were no thoughts in her mind except
the one blazing desire for the moment when he would plunge
his fleshy, virile hardness into her belly and fill her
gaping needs ...Sarika started taking off her clothes as he
stared at her, and his mouth hinged open, his eyes bulging
from his face. She removed her sari in a jiffy and finally,
unashamedly, tore off the panties and sat completely naked
except for her high heeled sandals before the pop-eyed
youth, the moist, petal-like pink lips of her fiercely
throbbing clean-shaven vagina presented to his view in utter
sacrifice.

Her last lust-filled appeal drove Ramesh helplessly wild,
galvanized him into action. Sarika watched, fascinated as
the boy took off his shirt. He was more muscular than she'd
thought. His chest and abdomen looked like they'd been
carved out of stone. He pushed down the briefs and his cock
sprung up and out. His prick looked like a big veiny billy-
club. And it throbbed; Sarika couldn't take her eyes off his
cock. Her husband's cock was nowhere near this big, this
powerful looking. The boy's lunD almost frightened her.
Sarika got up and staggered in her high-heeled sandals to
the bed, nearly falling over and Ramesh instinctively
grabbed her waist to steady her. She smiled at him, and then
put her hands on his bare chest. Ramesh gulped as her hands
started to stroke over his chest and worked their way
downwards. In the space of a moment Ramesh forgot who this
naked person was and just gave in to the rising lust within
him. Relaxing he savored the feel of his memsaab's warm skin
against his, the hardness of her nipples digging into his
chest which contrasted with the softness of her tits as they
flattened against him. Sarika's free hand seemed to be
everywhere, on his chest, his back, his buttocks, everywhere
and all the while her other hand was pumping away on his
lunD. Beyond thinking he let his hands return her caress,
moving them all over her body, stroking her warm skin as he
worked them downwards. "Oooh Ramesh, mere nipple mu.nha mein
le kar choos," Sarika gasped and groaned at the same time.
Ramesh was on his way and really chomped down on Sarika's
left nipple.

Sarika was too drunk and horny to keep standing.she dropped
to the carpeted floor, her hands pulling Ramesh down with
her. He landed on his knees before her wide-spread legs.
Reaching up she began to pull at him, her hands demanding as
she tugged him over her and then reached between them to
grab his lunD and placed it at her choot. "chod mujhe, chod
mujhe, chod mujhe." Sarika was chanting over and over.
Ramesh's cock was bobbing around like it was possessed. He
pressed his hard-on into her groin-effecting a dry-fuck and
simultaneously fondling her breasts. His hand curled further
down and parted the soft fleshy lips of her vagina. Then,
Sarika groaned heavily up into his mouth as she felt it
snake teasingly up inside the tight elastic opening of her
cunt. Wild electric shocks of pleasure stabbed through her,
and Sarika ground up against Ramesh's hand, spreading her
legs with passion as his thrusting finger slithered wetly
and deeply up into her hungrily welcoming vagina. Sarika
tightened her arms around him in alcohol-dazed passion as
his hotly searing mouth and tongue pressed hard against her
open lips. Ramesh was panting, his powerful chest heaving up
and down. The boy appeared totally flustered. He moved
forward, pushed his fat cock-head against her pussy-hole. He
leaned into her, wiggling his loins. His prick forced her
cunt-lips wide. The cock-knob slid inside, then the prick-
shaft. With unbridled passion, he entered her, swift and
sure of himself. It took five or six thrusts before the
entire ten inches was buried inside her. Sarika could hardly
believe how hard and thick and long his cock was. It filled
her so rapturously full. The bulk of it was causing
incredible rapture. It was as if her entire core was
throbbingly cumming on his pulsating cock. Half-sobbing, her
cries became wilder as he began to fuck her with the huge
rod. Sarika shook all over with ecstasy and forcefully
thrust herself up at him. She put her own hands over her
breasts and kneaded them. At the same instant that his milky
load blasted the insides of her belly, her choot erupted. At
every gush of fluid hitting her cervix, Sarika shrieked with
bliss. "Uhhh........ uhhh.........
uhhh..........uhhh..........aaaaa! ....... unnghh urggh
aaiiiee ouiii mmaaaa" It was a totally uncontrolled, mind-
boggling climax.

His lunD did not lose its virility when he withdrew it.
Seeing that he still had a seething hard-on, Sarika hoped to
detain him for another fuck. She grasped his lunD, and felt
it pulsate demandingly in her hand. Sarika began to stroke
it up and down. Her fingers explored his precious balls, so
weighty and thick. He moved his legs further apart to give
her plenty of room to play. Sarika brought it to her lips.
Encircling the crown in her soft lips, she sucked it in. A
moan escaped her throat as more of his manhood filled her
mouth. His lunD continued to swell in her mouth. Sarika made
several swallowing actions to open her throat to allow his
lunD to enter, not wanting to remove any as it grew. She was
too conceited thinking she could deep throat that monster!
It grew, and grew; she was forced to pull back off it as her
gag reflex took over. She went to work back on his cock.
Sarika licked and slurped along the massive length of his
black pole. Sucking gently on his balls, as her hand unable
to reach all the way around his fat cock, Sarika masturbated
him. Using both hands on him, Sarika swallowed his lunD once
again, gagging herself with wild abandon on his manhood. She
felt his cock tighten, and he grabbed her hair in his hands,
driving his lunD cruelly down her throat. His hot seed
gushed down her throat. Trying to swallow, Sarika pulled
back some. More gobs entered her throat, several last spurts
striking her face. After that, Ramesh left and Sarika lay on
the bed and went off to sleep...just like that wearing only
her high-heeled sandals.

Next day (Holi), Sarika woke up quite late...around 11 a.m.
She never played colors on Holi. Sarika was still feeling
little dizzy and had hangover of drinks and amazing sex with
Ramesh.  Even now, she was wearing only her high-heeled
sandals. Sarika removed them too and went for bath. She felt
fresh after the bath. She put on her sky-blue nightie and
black sandals and told Ramesh to serve the lunch. Ramesh was
behaving normal. as if nothing had happened previous night.
After lunch, she told him to go to his room and take rest.

Ramesh and the gardener (Girdhari) and driver (Karan) stayed
in their separate rooms above car garages.

Sarika came to her bedroom and decided to just sit back and
relax, watching a blue-movie. she had borrowed few days back
from one of her friends. She poured herself a stiff drink
and put on the video. The film she put in the player,
however, was not what she anticipated. It was about girls
having sex with animals. As she watched the movie, Sarika
felt her crotch beginning to turn liquid. The girl in the
film was sucking her dog's cock. Sarika was getting hot. She
reached over to the bottle of whiskey and poured another
double into her glass and drank the raw whiskey in huge
gulps. She felt a little ashamed at the way she'd been
drinking, but she couldn't help being grateful for the
lightheadedness. The girl was now enjoying getting fucked by
the dog. The sensitive nerve endings of her cunt, inflamed
by the whiskey, were signaling their readiness to be
titillated. The tips of her fingers began to brush across
the shaved mons. Sarika felt a strange and frightening
feeling begin to rise within her body. The palm of her hand
pressed against her clitoris as her fingers slipped between
her lips and into the depths of her vagina. She began to
massage the soft ridges within her. Her legs came back as
the other hand sought her now swollen lips and clitoris.

Sarika could feel the strength steadily leaving her body as
she kept remembering vividly Ramesh's penis pistoning in and
out of her warm, willing cunt until it came and filled her
wide-stretched pussy with wildly spurting young seed. God,
the aching desire in her loins was too much to bear, as she
masturbated lying on her bed, wearing only her high-heeled
sandals. "uunnh uunnhhh uunnhhhhhhhhh uunnnnnhhhhhhhhhhh
oooooooommmmmmmmm aannh aaaannnh
uuuuuuuummmmmmmmpppppppppppppphhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh", Sarika
moaned as she thrashed miserably on the bed for a few more
minutes, rose up naked from her bed and again put on the
nightie. It was pointless to struggle against the
deliciously searing flames, and Sarika surrendered
helplessly to the maddening, ever-rising sensations.

Sarika was teetering a-bit, drunkenly in her sandals as she
went towards the garage to call Ramesh. But she found him in
the lawn along with Girdhari and Karan. Sarika told Ramesh
to come inside as she needed his help. When she reached her
bedroom.Sarika found Ramesh and Girdhari both following her.
When she asked Girdhari what he was doing there..he chuckled
obscenely.she could see the lewd desire in their burning
eyes. "memsaab. mai.n bhI aapko bahut mazaa doo.ngA.. Ramesh
tau abhI bachchA hai", Girdhari said lewdly, "MerA heavy
lund ek baar chakha logi tau roz tumhAri choot iske liye
tarasegi" At the same time he put his hand inside his dhoti
and took out his massiveness of his lust-hardened cock. His
prick looked like a big veiny billyclub. And it throbbed. A
startled gasp escaped her lips as Sarika stared at the huge,
throbbing shaft of his fully erect penis, held obscenely in
his free hand. Sarika couldn't take her eyes off it. She
hadn't imagined that anything could be so big. It looked
powerful and strong, and it was an angry red color from the
blood that was pumping lustfully through it. The whisky
swirled heatedly through her bloodstream, and her nerve-ends
seemed to tingle. Sarika could feel a taunting tendril of
some unmentionable sensation creep slowly through her loins,
and a strange moistness seep out from between her thighs.

His eyes blazed with the uncontrolled lust, which was
burning through his loins, and his immense, fully exposed
penis pointing and jerking ahead of him as Sarika signaled
him to come over as she lay on the couch. Sarika lay spread-
eagled on the couch wearing only her high heels, the openly
receptive slit of her vagina lewdly presented, while
Girdhari hovered above her, his blood-inflated penis
outstretched and ready. Sarika drew in her breath sharply
when she felt the hard, unyielding flesh of Girdhari's
poised penis nudging at the softly quivering outer lips of
her vagina. "AAAAgggghhh ... NahhhIIIII.nnnnn ..." she
wailed aloud as Girdhari pushed relentlessly forward,
straining almost unbearably the fragile tissues of her
cuntal hole pushing the burgeoning head of his hunger-
distended shaft in her vagina. "aaaaaahhh ... maiii.n
mareeeee ..." Sarika sobbed as the giant rod cleaved into
her, forcing its way up into passage. Girdhari hesitated for
a moment and withdrew his monstrous penis and signaled
something to Ramesh. Ramesh immediately ran out and within a
moment he was back with a glass. "lo memsaab...thoDi bhaa.ng
pee lo... aaj holi hai aur isse pee kar tum mere heavy lund
kA mazaa le sakogi...bilakool nahi.n dukhegi tumhAri choot".
Without second thought, Sarika gulped down the whole glass
and within few moments she felt the world whirling around
her. She tried to stand but couldn't walk a single step in
her high-heeled sandals and landed on the carpeted floor.
This time Girdhari took off all his clothes and he lay naked
on the floor beside her.

Her arms tightened around his neck and she clung to him, her
body straining eagerly against his. Immediately, he guided
the huge, blood-bloated head towards the quivering opening
to her body, and placed against the delicate flesh. Then he
surged forward with all the strength. "Aaaaaaarrrrgggghhhh
... Ohhhhhh ..." Sarika wailed as she felt the giant
instrument cleave through the futilely resisting cuntal
sheath, and forge its way into her moistly giving vaginal
depths. Sarika felt completely stuffed with his big, thick
lunD, and it seemed to be expanding inside her with every
passing second. Without waiting, he began to establish a
rhythmic sawing in and out, holding her firmly by the hips.
He drove into her with deep hard strokes, hitting bottom
each time, his heavy, churning balls slapping lewdly against
the upraised crevice of her softly rounded backside, and
then withdrawing smoothly until just the hard rubbery head
was still buried between her splayed thighs. As she became
more accustomed to his enormous girth, her arms reached up
and wrapped themselves around his neck, and she bucked
against him with increasing rhythm, matching her thrashing
with his frantic pounding. Sarika was carried away into a
world of her own. Her body was afire with pleasurable
sensations, and her brain was alight with joy. Riding the
crest of her mounting pleasure, Sarika failed to notice that
there was a new movement on the floor beside her. She gasped
in surprise when she felt another hand on her hip. It was
Ramesh. His hands were racing over her body, trailing over
her hips, pulling and kneading at her buttocks. Before she
had time to think any further, Sarika found she was being
shifted, pulled over sideways, and then she found herself
astride Girdhari, his charging lunD still pile-driving into
the darkness of her hungrily receptive choot. Ramesh's hands
were fondling the flaccid half-moons of her gaa.nD,
straining the soft pliant mounds apart, and pressuring the
crevice of her backside. Sarika was too intoxicated and
horny to think anything.

And then Sarika drew in her breath with a sobbing gasp when
she felt the illicit probing of his finger at her secret
anus. "aaarrrrrgggghhhhh ..." Sarika cried out with sudden
vehemence when with brutal strength, Ramesh rammed his
middle finger forward and inserted the tip into the tightly
clenched sphincter. He continued to burrow it into the
rubbery giving passage, forcing it in to the first knuckle.
Sarika desperately tried to wriggle her cruelly sundered ass
to dislodge the unwanted intruder but her frantic movements
only seemed to encourage the penetrating digit to enter
further. For a few second more, Ramesh rotated it inside the
clinging sheath and then mercifully withdrew it, leaving her
consumed with relief. But her relief quickly turned to dread
when once more she felt him pulling apart the soft flaccid
mounds, his fingers like pinpricks of steel needles in the
tender flesh. "apni gaa.nD Dheeli kar....merA lunD teri
pyaari gaa.nD maarne ke liye betaab hai" Ramesh leered
lasciviously. And then she felt the insidious nudging of his
already fully erect cock against the tiny rubbery opening.
Sarika sobbed frantically in silence, trying to pull back
from the hard probing. But she was held immobile by
Girdhari's fucking in front and by Ramesh's cruel grip in
back. Sarika was powerless. She closed her eyes in agony as
the pressure on her cringing little rectum grew more
intense. "oouuuiiiiii ... ruuuuuuuuuuuukkkko ...
maiiiii..nnnnn marrrrrrr jaaaaaooooooo...nnnnnngiiiii"
Sarika sobbed wildly as all thought was blanked out by the
searing sheet of pain which enveloped her. For a moment, she
was aware of nothing but that incredible agony and then when
it cleared a little, she realized that Ramesh had penetrated
her anus with his huge lunD.

"aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii... ruuuuuuukkkko...
meri gaaaaaa.nD phaaaaTTTT jaaaaaaaayegiiiiii....
uuunngghhhh ooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh oouuuiiiiii
nnaahhii.nnnnnnnnn tuuuuuumhaaaaaaaarA lunD bahuuuuuut
baaaadaaaaaa haiiiiiiiii..." Sarika pleaded again. But
Ramesh continued to force his lust-swollen cock into the
futilely resisting rectal passage, splitting the sensitively
squirming flesh unbearably, straining the tight little anus.
He began a slow, rhythmic fucking in and out of her
gradually loosening rectum, and at last began to fuck into
her in time with Girdhari's in-strokes below. The two
driving cocks slammed as one into her twin passages,
brushing enticingly against each other through the thin
dividing membrane, and as the terrible pain cleared, Sarika
realized that something else was taking the place of that
all pervading sensation. She was beginning to enjoy it!

Sarika was beginning to get excited by the crude anal
fucking that Ramesh was giving her at the same time as
Girdhari was screwing into her in front. Her body was
buffeted like a rag doll between the plunging cocks of the
two men, and she began to churn helplessly from the dual
sensations. Sarika flexed her desire-ridden choot forward to
receive Girdhari's deep inward thrust below and then arched
her satiny buttocks backward to welcome Ramesh's hard,
savage stroke behind. "Oooooohhhhh.. aaaarrrgghhhh
hhhaaaaa.nnn baaahhhhuuut maaaazzzzaaaaaa. karrrrrro
karrrrrrrroooooo... chodddddddoo, mujjhhe
choddooooooooooooooooo..." Sarika moaned as she found
herself soaring on the heights of incredible pleasure.
Sarika actually loved this double fucking, by Girdhari and
Ramesh at the same time. She loved having them both drive
into her in unison, sinking right to the depths of her
helplessly aroused belly, and then withdraw at the same
time, leaving her painfully empty for just a moment, before
plunging in again. She was filled with a wild, almost dizzy
happiness. Sarika was excited as she never was before.

This dual fucking Sarika was receiving was symbolic, too, of
her new freedom. She was irrevocably changed now. There was
no fear that she'd fall back into her old days of sex-
starvation after this, and Sarika was glad to leave them
behind. A whole new world was opening up to her and Sarika
couldn't wait to step into it. She was jerked back to the
present by the realization that Girdhari was going to cum.
His body was flailing like a dervish beneath her, and his
palpitating prick was diving into her greedily clasping cunt
with new strength. And then she felt her entire cunt being
swept aside by the rush of his orgasmic churning. The first
hot spurt of his scalding semen flowed into her wildly
dilating cunt, seeping into the squirming recesses and
creases. Her hungrily milking pussy sucked voraciously on
his hotly ejaculating cock. Then she knew that Ramesh, too,
was cumming. "mm--mm--hh-hh... oo--oo-oph!" he was mewling
incoherently as he battered against her sorely bruised
buttocks. Sarika could feel the searing flood of his white,
thick fluid as it spurted into her forever-stretched rectum,
and then, she too, was there.

"ohh--hhh--hhh--hh--hh... aw--aw--aw-aw. um--um--um-um.ah--
ah--ah--ah--ah--ah main aaaaaaaiiiiiiii..main
aaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiii.... aannh annhh aannnhh aannnhh.
oooohhh!" Sarika chanted insanely as her body was tossed and
bounced about like a buoy at sea by the united waves of
servants' passion. Incredible sensations enveloped her and
she felt that her body would never be the same again. Flood
after flood of almost unbearable pleasure coursed through
her, leaving every nerve ending tingling and unbelievably
alive. Her head was gently spinning, and Sarika felt that at
any moment she might drift off into a soothing limbo of
eternal ecstasy. More hot rivers of sensation washed over
her, but Sarika barely felt them as she drifted off into a
semi-daze of satiation and security, sandwiched reassuringly
between the satisfied bodies of her servants.

And after that, everything went blank. Sarika remembered
feeling the first spasms of excruciating pleasure, recalled
the convulsive shudders that shook her frame, but it seemed
to all overpower her to the extent that her head began to
spin round and round and she finally sank into a satiated,
blissful oblivion.

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