Asha’s Multi-Flavored 2nd Honeymoon – Part 4

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The next morning I woke up around 6.30 in the morning. The morning was cloudy, perfect for an erotic photography session. I decided to go for a walk. I told Asha that I was leaving for a walk. I asked Farooq where I should go for a walk. He suggested me the coconut plantation on the backside of the resort.

I left out. As it started raining, I returned and asked Farooq to bring 2 cups of tea to my room. After coming out of the bathroom, I woke up Asha. She went to the bathroom.

Farooq came with tea. He gave me tea. He first prepared my tea. I took my cup of tea and went out to the balcony. As planned by Asha and me, while Farooq was preparing tea, Asha came out of the bathroom with just a towel around her waist.

Asha (looking at him with shock), “Ohh.” She tried to cover her boobs with her hands. At the same time, her untied towel fell, exposing her completely naked to Farooq. She tried to pick her towel with one hand. But in a panic, she tumbled. Farooq came near her, picked her up, wrapped the towel around her waist.

He said, “Asha, your tea is ready.” While going out, he said, “Asha, you look very beautiful.” Shock look vanished from her face, and she gave a shy smile in return. Seeing her smile, Farooq came back. He pulled Asha near, held her from back, pressed her boobs by his hands, kissed her neck, and left quickly.

At 8:30, Farooq called and told that Hari had come with breakfast. We called them. Asha just wore her upper net nighty without anything underneath. Both Hari and Farooq reached with breakfast. After the morning incident with Asha, Farooq’s confidence was on the next level.

Farooq, “Hello, Sir. Hi, Asha.” As Farooq must have told morning’s event to Hari, Hari’s confidence also boosted. Hari, “Good morning, Sir. Good morning Asha. You look very beautiful in this dress.”

With a shy smile, Asha said thanks to them. I behaved as if it was normal for me. Both had eyes on her upper body all the time. Both of us behaved carefreely and showed no discomfort.

Asha asked Hari for today’s plan on which Hari told us that all the nearby places are covered. So today we can go to a place almost 150 km away.

Asha, “Oh, that’s far away. I can’t enjoy a place after traveling so much.” Asha looked towards me, “What do you think?”

Me, “I think you are right.”

Asha, “Where did you go in the morning?”

Me, “Nowhere.Was walking in the coconut plantation behind this hotel.”

Asha, “I have seen that from the terrace but haven’t gone there. Is it crowded?”

Farooq, “No, occasionally someone comes there. Otherwise, it’s totally without any disturbance.”

Asha, “Is it muddy?”

Farooq, “No, the plantation is not muddy. It’s sandy.”

Me, “But why you asked that.”

Asha, “I have seen models doing photoshoots in a coconut plantation. I also want something like that. With almost all the clothes in the laundry, I have just a saree left to wear. So it becomes uncomfortable walking in a muddy area.”

After breakfast, Asha opened her luggage, kept her saree out of the bag. She was searching for something inside the bag. Asha kept searching. She even opened her saree from which her petticoat fell.

Asha, “Shit, I forgot to bring the blouse.” Asha sat on the bed.

Me, “You can wear your jeans and T.”

Asha, “What’s so nice in a photoshoot with jeans or a T-shirt, and all my dresses are also in the laundry.”

When I tried to uplift her mood, she asked all of us, including me, to go out and leave her alone. We left the place. We started talking normal things down in reception and waited for Asha’s mood to change.

Farooq asked me, “Can I check Asha?”

Me, “If you can cheer her up, then sure. But beware, she can get extremely angry.”

Farooq went to our room.

Asha, “Please leave me alone.”

Farooq, “Don’t worry, Asha, I am not here to bother you. I want to help you out. I have a solution.”

Asha, “Oh, you think so, then tell me quickly.”

Farooq went near her luggage. After checking her black chiffon saree, he picked a net bra from her bag and said, ” I think this will compliment this saree perfectly.”

Asha, “I am not in a mood for a joke.”

Farooq, “I am not joking. You can check yourself in the mirror. I have seen models wearing these more than regular.”

Asha, “I think I should try this.”

Farooq, “Ok, we are waiting.” Farooq left and reached down.

Me, “What happened?”

Farooq, “She asked us to wait for her.”

After 20 minutes, Asha arrived, wearing her black chiffon saree with a red net bra. Her hands were full of red bangles. Sindoor, mangalsutra, gold earrings, and payal were making her look gorgeous. She was looking great.

Asha, “How am I looking?”

Me, “Wow, awesome, that’s a wonderful combination.”

Asha, “That’s Farooq’s idea, thanks, Farooq.”

Handing over my DSLR to me, Asha, “You have to make me look super hot. One of you has to come with us.” Farooq instantaneously replied in yes. Hari looked a bit angry with Farooq, as he also wanted to join us. We three left the hotel.

As soon as we reached the plantation area, Asha said, “Oh hell, it’s so muddy here.”

Farooq, “It’s just around here. Everything is fine ahead.”

Asha looked towards me, and with a slight blink of her eye, she said, ” I have no problem. But Vikram doesn’t like muddy places.”

I knew what Asha wanted me to say. So I replied, “I can’t walk in this sticky mud.”

Asha, “Please, for me.”

Me, “I won’t go. If you want to, then go with Farooq.”

Asha to Farooq, “Do you know how to shoot with this cam.”

Farooq, “I haven’t used it before, but I can try.”

Asha, “Oh no. if you haven’t used this before, how can you shoot me like a pro model.”

Farooq, “Hari knows it. He learned it from tourists. We can take him with us.”

Both Hari and Farooq left with her, with me alone in the hotel room. Asha, Hari, and Farooq in the coconut plantation.

Asha, “This is so natural and beautiful.”

Farooq, “Not more than you.”

Asha (with a naughty smile), “Hmm, don’t you think you appreciate me too much?”

Farooq, “You don’t believe me, ask Hari.”

Hari, “Yes, he is right.”

Asha, “Ok. I got it. Hari, why are you just holding the camera? Capture some pics of mine in this beautiful place.”

Hari did the same and started clicking pics of Asha. Asha kept posing like a seductress slut with her net bra exposing her boobs and nipple.

Asha, “Are the pics coming good?” Hari and Farooq were viewing pics on the camera.

Hari, “You are looking awesome.”

Farooq remained silent. Asha, “Farooq, you didn’t say anything.”

Farooq, “They are good.”

Asha, “Just good? That means you didn’t like them. Are they blurry?”

Farooq, “No, that’s not the problem.”

Asha came near them and saw the pics, “What’s the problem? Pics are good and clear. With so many pics, I can easily get 15-20 best. You don’t seem too impressed with the photos. What’s the matter?”

Farooq, “I feel he couldn’t capture your real beauty.”

Asha, “Then help him out.”

Farooq, “But you might not like that.”

Asha, “Why? Like all married girls, I, too, want my honeymoon pics to be most beautiful. You do what you find right.”

Farooq, “Ok.” He went near Asha, held her close and whispered in her ears, and said, “It is not his fault. He has not seen your real beauty, the beauty which I saw this morning.”

Asha laughed loudly, “You are very naughty. It was by chance. I am not going to do that again.”

Farooq, “No one is here. You dressed this on my suggestion, and look how beautiful you are looking. One more time, and you will get your most beautiful honeymoon pics.”

Asha, after thinking a while, “No, what will Vikram think when he sees my pic like that.”

Farooq, “How will he know?”

Asha, “Idiot, this camera belongs to him.”

Farooq, “I can capture you with a phone camera.”

Asha, “Don’t be over smart. You think I am a fool and will allow you to capture my half-naked photos in his camera.”

Farooq, “No. I didn’t think like that. I was talking about capturing from your mobile cam.”

Asha, “Oh, sorry. I thought it otherwise.”

Farooq, “You will look very hot like that, I know.”

Asha, after thinking for a while, “I can take off. It will be something I haven’t done before, something daring, ok. Let’s try.”

Getting a yes signal from Asha, he unhooked Asha’s net bra and kept it in his pocket. Farooq to Hari, “Now tell how Asha is looking.”

Hari, “Wow, sexy.”

Farooq, “Now capture her pics.”

Asha covered her boobs by placing the pallu of saree over them. After few clicks like that, Hari, “Asha, please don’t cover them. You look like a sex goddess.”

Asha (making an angry look), “What are you saying?”

Farooq, “Whatever he said was from his heart and true. Look, I have seen you fully nude in the morning. If you feel shy from Hari, I would like to tell you that neither your net bra nor this net saree covers your boobs completely. Even with your bra and saree on, he has a good view of your boobs and nipples. The only thing is that he can’t enjoy your real beauty in these. If you still want to put your pallu, then I have a better idea.”

He made a rope of the pallu by twisting it by hands and placed it behind her shoulder through the cleavage line of Asha’s big boobs and stepped backward. This time Asha didn’t try to cover them. Her hands were down.

Farooq, “Now capture her.”

Hari captured a few of her pics and said, “Why are you looking so dull?”

Farooq, ” Asha, I am not forcing you. You wanted to create good memorable pics. But your body language is not justifying your beauty. Cheer up, do some poses as you did a few minutes earlier. The pics will come even more awesome. Hari, come here. Show her the pics.”

Asha saw pics.

Farooq, “See these, what more you are going to show that you haven’t shown in these pics.”

Asha, “Oh my god. I didn’t think that my bra exposed that much.”

Farooq, “That’s what I am saying. You are getting unnecessarily sentimental over your all-exposing bra.”

Farooq gave Asha her bra and said, “If you think your boobs are saggy, then wear this. Because this isn’t for hiding, it’s just for holding saggy boobs. But I have seen them, touched them, I don’t feel you need them.”

Asha gave a naughty smile to him and said, “I got it, (gave her bra back to Farooq) I am ready, but now I want my pics better than these.”

Asha posed all erotic postures, but this time without her bra. Her big boobs were bouncing free. After 100 photos and short videos, Hari said, “You are looking like a sex goddess.”

Asha (laughed), “Are you trying to flirt with me.”

Hari, “No, it’s from my heart.”

Asha (laughingly) looked towards his pants, “It’s not from your heart. It’s from somewhere else.” Both Hari and Farooq understood her joke.

Farooq, “Hari, click some pics of mine with Asha.” He removed his shirt, got topless. He held Asha in her arms, in different poses, holding Asha’s boob and lifting her in her arms, kissing her back, shoulder, and boobs.

In the meantime, heavy rain started. Hari kept the camera on the cover. It was getting difficult for Asha to walk in the rain.

Seeing her, Farooq, “If sex goddess has to walk in this situation, then this is a shame for us.”

Asha (smiled), “Are you trying to impress me with your words?”

Farooq lifted Asha in her arms and said, “No, I mean it.”

Hari took Asha’s sandals. Hari and Farooq (holding Asha in her arms) walked back towards the resort. When they neared the resort, Asha said, “Oh, give me my bra back. What will my husband think of me when he sees me like that.”

Farooq kept her down and made her wear her bra. As Asha reached the resort, she saw all her clothes getting wet in the rain. Asha, “Oh shit. I have almost all my clothes wet. What will I wear now?”

Hari, “For whom do you need clothes now in this resort? No guest is coming here for the next 2 days.”

Asha gave a naughty look to them. As Asha walked towards the stairs to her room, Farooq pulled her, held her tight, kissed her.

He said, “Waiting to see your complete sex goddess avatar, sweety.”

Asha (smiled), “No.”

Farooq, “Your smile is not justifying your words.”

Asha again smiled and turned towards the stairs. Asha took the camera and mobile from Farooq. Farooq again winked at her. Asha walked to the stairs and stopped to hear what they said.

Hari, “You are too daring. I have been with her for 4-5 days but couldn’t even touch her with confidence. You were kissing and playing with her body as if she is your wife.”

Farooq, “She is a slut, and I know how to open the legs of that bitch. You leave your shy attitude and act to her as if you have bought that slut to fuck.”

Hari, “If she gets angry, then.”

Farooq, “Why do you think so much? Did she stop me from touching and playing with her body? No, because she also loved it.”

Hari, “But if she changes her mind.”

Asha quickly came inside our room but only showed her pics that were on my camera. She looked gorgeous. But she didn’t show me her topless and the couple of pictures with Farooq. She changed to her red transparent mini net nighty with her combination tiny net bra and panty inside.

Asha and I rested for 2 hours. It was raining heavily. At 1:30, Farooq called for lunch, and all of us took lunch. In between lunch, Farooq, Hari, and Asha were reacting to each other with their eyes, but I had no clue.

I asked, “Are you people planning any surprise for me? You people are giving each other indications, so I thought you were planning a certain surprise for me.”

Asha laughed, “Maybe.”

They left after lunch.

Me, “What is cooking between you people? I am not getting.”

Asha, “I also don’t know, but now I am also enjoying it.”

I knew that I could expect Asha to do what I wanted with her, and that’s also without using any brain. At 5, when rain stopped, Asha called reception and asked both of them to go to the beach after tea, both agreed instantaneously.

Asha took off her nighty, wore a mini skirt and a loose sleeveless top. We took tea and snacks, and at 6.00, we left for the beach. On the way to the beach, Asha saw an advertising poster of a massage center.

Asha, “Are they good?”

Hari, “I don’t know, never been there. But you can have ayurvedic massage in a massage center. It’s just 2 km from here and is also very good.”

Asha, “Ya. I want a massage, but I hate going somewhere after massage. What do they use in ayurvedic massage?”

Hari, “They use ayurvedic oil to relax the body from head to toe.”

Asha, “Can that oil be purchased to take home?”

Hari, “No. But I can get you some.”

Asha, “Then get me.”

We reached the beach. There were very few people there. We kept walking to the side where almost no one came. After that, Asha removed her top and skirt. She insisted I remove my shorts and T-shirt, and I did the same. We went to the beach and played in the water, whereas Farooq and Hari were sitting out.

After few minutes, Asha called them also. They removed their shorts and came inside the water, but they were not coming close to us. But it was not as per my fantasy. So, after 15 minutes, I said, “Asha, it’s getting the same, monotonous, let’s go and have a walk on the beach.”

As I wanted, Asha rejected my plan. So, I came out of the water, picked my camera and binocular, and started walking away on the beach. After almost 200 to 300 meters, there was a rock structure. I crossed that and hid behind the rock. I started watching them through my binocular.

And what I saw was as per my fantasy. Both Farooq and Hari were playing with my wife. They were playing with her, lifting her, hugging her tight, pressing her butts and boobs. I can see my wife laughing and enjoying their every touch and press.

It was now approaching sunset. I was not able to see them with the same. So, I started returning. As Farooq and Hari saw me coming, they made a little distance from Asha. It disappointed me, as I wanted them to play with my wife in front of me. But I can’t ask them to fulfill my fantasy with my wife.

As I came near them, Asha came near me and said to Hari, “Can you take some pics of me with my hubby?” Then Hari took few romantic pics of us. After photographs, Asha to me, “Can we have a walk? In the meantime, my bikini will also dry up.”

I agreed with her and went on a beach walk with her. While walking, Asha, “You are not looking cheered up, didn’t you see them? I was trying to lure them.”

Me, “Yes, but I wanted all this to happen in my presence.” Asha, “Then go and tell them what you want or you want me to do.”

Me, “No. I didn’t mean that. I just said what I would have liked.”

Asha laughed and said, “I think I also love your fantasy. It’s getting crazy with every passing hour. I feel that now I am ready to fulfill your ultimate fantasy.”

Me (with excitement), “Are you serious?”

Asha (with a naughty smile), “I have taken all this to that level from where I can’t leave it halfway.”

Me, “But my fantasy was to see you doing all that in my presence.”

Asha, “Oh, I know everything.” Then Asha told me her full plan. I was very happy. Asha, “I can tease them from here itself.”

Me, “How, we are almost 200-250 meters away from them?”

Asha, “Watch it.”

Asha ran a few meters away from me, untied, and dropped her bra and panty down. She asked me to capture her pics. She made all erotic poses and I kept clicking her nude.

I had an idea that both Farooq and Asha were craving to see and touch my wife’s nude body during all that time. It was making my dick hard. After the shoot, Asha wore her bikini and we returned back. All of us dressed. We left the beach.

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