Married Woman Ishika’s Sexual Invasions – Part 8

I thank Ishika for sharing her fabulous experiences. Unlike in my other stories, there was no need to add spice since the actual events were mind-boggling. Please send comments and suggestions to [email protected] and [email protected].

Please do not ask for sex chats, role play etc., in fan mail. She will not respond. She is a highly educated, top-level manager and richly deserves admiration and respect for her zest for life, fun and sex. The fan mail should reflect that and not be sleazy or hurtful comments.

I immediately fell asleep as soon as the fourth one pumped juice. I vaguely remembered. They cleaned my cunt softly, towelled me dry, covered me with a blanket and quietly left.

I slept like a log for about four hours. When I woke up, for a few minutes, I was disoriented. I wondered if it was a dream when my eyes fell on my subject. He was waiting for me to wake up obediently.

He called others and told them softly that Memsaab was awake. They came from their room and fussed over me. One gave me hot tea, the other biscuits, the third started pressing my feet, and the fourth one gave a gentle massage on my arms, tits and shoulders.

I basked in their love and care for some time, then got up. I ordered snacks, and we chatted about their families, business and general things for some time. They assumed I was a rich college girl, which I did not contradict.

They were well-fed, well-rested, and rearing to go, and so was I. We fucked and fucked, in all positions, all places, in the bathtub, sofa, carpet, bed and even balcony. I sucked their balls. Also, they loved double penetration. This was the first time for all of them. We did not sleep a wink.

The next day morning, Raj came to pick me up. He saw my hugs and kisses from the car as I bid them goodbye. They were almost in tears as they bid bye. They were truly grateful and sincere in their love. We exchanged our mobile and WhatsApp numbers.

Raj was super horny, and he kept up his promise. He fucked the daylights out of me as I narrated all the details of our fucking. They were in touch with me. I promised them a long A.C Sleeper bus ride and a hotel stay and told them.

I would inform them one month in advance so that they can manage their work and family matters. Raj looked at my WhatsApp and asked, puzzled, “Your bus guys worship you like a Goddess or a queen. Why? The normal reaction of Indian men is to lose respect for the women they fuck.”

I looked at him in mock anger and said, “Why? Don’t you think your wife is a queen and Goddess?” He hugged me in a bear-like embrace, kissed and said, “Darling, you are a sex Goddess and queen of fucking empire. Who can deny that? But these people are head over heels in love.”

I smiled and said, “Yes, they are very sweet and protective and fuck really hard.”

Raj and I were planning a two-week holiday and weighing several options. Suddenly I jumped as an idea struck me. I sat in Raj’s lap, hugged him and said, “Listen, darling. We went to beaches, resorts and hill stations. Why don’t we go for a long ride in the A.C sleeper bus?”

Raj was shocked. He asked, “Tell me your idea and give me the full picture. Then I will decide if we go there or Thailand.”

I said, “I suddenly had this brilliant idea. Yesterday, during lunch, we discussed farmhouses. Meena told us that she has a farmhouse in Ooty with all the facilities. Her family went there in their Innova and had to rush back in flight due to some emergency. Her car is stuck there. She wished that someone would drive it back here.”

“My plan is to go by A.C Sleeper bus with my bus fuckers. We fuck in the bus, stay in the farmhouse for a week and drive back. On our way back, we can visit many exciting places and fuck in the fields, under the sky and stars. We will drop them off at their village and come back.”

With each word, the glow on Raj’s face was becoming brighter, like those lamps where you could adjust the radiance. His face was like a thousand-watt bulb when I talked about the fuck in fields.

He kissed me and said, “Brilliant, darling. Let’s check the calendar and plan. We have four holidays in the next week. Let us include that, and then we can save our holidays.”

I immediately called Vijay, one of the four men. When I told him this, he jumped in joy. I did not tell him that Raj would be accompanying us. He was so excited. He was incoherent. I understood that he would talk to others and would call me back.

Vijay called me back within ten minutes and told me only Ravi was free. The other two were in the middle of a big project and were crying for missing this golden opportunity and were pleading with him to get it postponed.

I assured him that we would plan with all four some other time. But for the present, he and Ravi should be here on Thursday of the last week of this month. I was booking berths.

I could see Vijay’s beaming face in my mind’s eye. He had a beautiful smile and pearly white teeth. Once I asked him his toothpaste brand, and he showed me a neem stick.

While Vijay was romantic and gentle, Ravi was horny like a teenager, fun-loving and came up with crazy and wild ideas. Ravi and I were like wind and fire. His ideas were to lick my body after the bath and fucking on the hotel’s balcony.

I told Raj about the fucking in the balcony. I wore a short one-piece dress. As I leaned on the railing, the men were dressed but took the cock out and fucked me. We were on the sixth floor, and it was exciting to fuck in broad daylight. The chance of someone catching us in the act was thrilling.

While others were hesitant, he was aggressive in groping and fingering. He was the leader in the bus mauling. When I told Raj about him, he was very excited. Raj and I booked six berths in the rear, though we needed only four. So that we had complete privacy and there was no disturbance.

The bus had single berths on top and bottom on one side and double bed berths on the other side. When I told Meena about our visit to Ooty, she was very happy and gave me her farmhouse and car keys.

Raj and I planned how we were going to have fun. I booked the same rooms in the same hotel. Raj was waiting in the hotel room, and I received them from the railway station. They wanted to hug and kiss me, but said ‘Namaste’ and followed me to the car.

I recollected the dirty looks the conductor gave the men when they boarded the A.C bus. I took them to a shopping mall. Vijay and Ravi were astonished by the splendour and luxury of the mall and refused to try the dresses I selected for them.

After a lot of persuasions, they tried out and looked quite good in those clothes. They were protesting that they could not take any more gifts from me. I refused to listen. I bought footwear, belts, sunglasses and perfumes for them.

The parking lot was vacant, except for our car. They were all over me in the back seat, kissing, squeezing and rubbing. I lifted my T-shirt and gave them boobs. My tattered jeans were a little loose. I unzipped and opened it. I didn’t wear a panty, so they had full access.

While one licked me, I gave a blowjob to the other. I made them sufficiently hot and pushed them.

I said, “Let us go to the hotel and continue.”

Ravi sat in the passenger seat. He could not take any liberties as there was heavy traffic. All he could do was squeeze and rub my thighs. They rushed to their room, kept luggage and came to my room within a few minutes. They thought that the door would be open. It was shut. They knocked and waited.

When there was no response, they rang the bell. Raj opened the door. Blood drained from Vijay and Ravi’s faces. Raj is an imposing figure, six feet tall, muscular with rippling muscles. He would make men sweat and women wet. He had a genuine, friendly smile and flashed it.

Ravi stammered, “Sorry, Sir, we have come to the wrong room. Please excuse us.”

Raj smiled and said, “Come in, Vijay and Ravi.”

Now, they panicked. They thought he would hammer them black and blue and would have bolted if I hadn’t shouted, “It is ok, come in.” I changed into a transparent short nighty with no inners. They came in and gulped nervously. I hugged, kissed them and seated them on the sofa.

They sat on the edge with their hands folded in their laps. They resembled two naughty students waiting outside the principal’s room. I sat in Raj’s lap and kissed him.
Raj asked, “What is wrong? Why are you nervous?”

Ravi blurted out, “Nervous? In our village, you would be shooting or beating us to death for fucking your woman.”

Vijay said, “Honour and pride are more important than life in our country. Women fuck discreetly. Men will act as if they didn’t notice if they want wives to enjoy themselves. But, if it comes out in public, men have to take revenge. We are confused. Why are you talking to us civilly?”

I thought it was better for me to leave and let the men talk and resolve. I told Raj I was going for a shower and asked him to join me. I dropped my nightie, smiled at them seductively, and went to the bathroom. I kept the door ajar to listen to Raj’s reply.

Raj asked coolly, “Will you object if your wives go to a restaurant with friends and enjoy a delicious meal?”

They said no.

Raj said, “For me, Ishika fucking with men she likes is similar to that. Her love for me increases with each adventure. Other men, like your men in the village, feel insecure. They are scared their wives will elope with super fucker men with long, thick cocks. Logic is simple, isn’t it? If a husband is happy with his wife’s fucking other men, why will she elope?”

Vijay and Ravi were still wringing their hands nervously. There was no reply from them.

Raj said, “Discuss amongst yourselves and decide. There are two options before you first is to go back to your village, the money I have kept on the table. It will cover all your travel expenses and a little more. The second option is, join us in the shower and come with us for Ooty vacation.”

Raj got up and joined me in the bathroom. I pulled down his shorts, and we were in the shower, kissing. Raj said, “I think they are scared and will run away.” I laughed and said,” No chance. Their lust and love for me will overcome their fear.”

True enough, they entered the bathroom naked with semi-erect cocks. They were nervous and did not know what liberties they could take with me when my boyfriend was watching. Raj pushed me toward them and said, “I think you are dying to bathe her in the bathtub. Go ahead.”

Vijay and Ravi held me by hand and gently lowered me into the bathtub, which Raj had already filled up and kept ready. Ravi told Raj, “You are our king, and she is our queen. We are your humble subjects. We will obey your commands, and you must consider our requests.”

I laughed, pulled their cocks, and said, “Raj, don’t fall into the trap. I know Ravi’s horny mind. He can come up with crazy requests.” Raj joined them in playing with my body and rubbing my cunt mound. He said, “I hope his crazy ideas are exciting. Ravi, don’t hesitate.”

I sucked their cocks. They scrubbed, sponged and bathed me, mauling me in that process and making me very wet and horny. Then, we shifted to the shower, and I gave them a hot shower and soaped them.

Ravi said, “If one more man is here, we can fuck our Maha Rani like we did last time, three men holding her and the fourth fucks her.” I laughed and said, “There is no need for a fourth man. My Raj is strong enough for all four.”

Raj effortlessly held me by the shoulders and back. One of them fucked me while the other supported my buttocks. Raj’s amazing strength left them awe-struck. He shifted my weight to them and fucked me. This was only a warm-up.

As they were carrying me, Ravi told them his idea. While Raj held me like a mom holding a baby on her hip, with my wet cunt caressing his side, both men lay on their backs with erect cocks. Raj lowered me gently on Vijay’s cock, and my wet pussy slid on his cock fully.

I rode him while sucking Raj. Raj fucked my mouth as Ravi was mauling my tits. When I sensed that Vijay was about to cum, I asked Raj to shift me to Ravi’s cock and rode him for some time. I was very horny and wanted a double bang. I turned and bet on Ravi, buried his cock in my cunt and lifted my ass.

I spread my ass cheeks and invited Raj. Raj applied Vaseline and mounted me. It was pure heaven, having three cocks in three holes. Raj expertly slowed down or increased his pace. Ravi pumped cum in my cunt. Then, Raj lifted me without taking cock from my ass and impaled me on Vijay’s cock.

His cock was already wet with my saliva. They fucked with perfect timing and filled my holes with hot cum at the same time. Ravi looked at his watch and exclaimed, “Raja Saab, unless we start straight away, we might miss the bus.”

Vijay and Ravi started calling us Raja Saab and Rani (queen). They wanted to be our bodyguards, servants, and of course, admiring lovers. I wore a long, loose T-shirt and jeans shorts. Vijay and Ravi were dressed well. The conductor was a bored old man. He allowed us on the bus after checking our tickets.

Our berths were in the rear. We were the last to board the bus. The alleyway between the berths was so narrow that two people couldn’t pass comfortably. A fat person could block the passage. So, everyone was on his berth with the curtain closed. There was complete privacy.

The bus started as we settled. I said, “This is perfect. We need not even close the curtains. No one will come to the rear. We can fuck to our heart’s content.” I took out my clothes, and I was naked throughout the journey. When we got off the bus for food and nature calls, I put on a dress (leggings and a t-shirt).

Vijay asked humbly, “Maha Rani ji, what are your orders?”

Raj laughed and said, “It looks very funny and dramatic.”

I smiled and told them. I tied my hair in a ponytail, and my tits stretched provocatively, “Why don’t you ask your king?” Raj said,” Even the king is a subordinate to the queen of Ishika’s sex queendom.”

I thought for a while as Vijay and Ravi were sucking my tits and said, “In the next 24 hours, you should impress Raj with your fucking skills. He will give marks. If you pass, I will reward you.”

Ravi asked, “What is the pass mark?”

I said,” 60 per cent.”

On the double berth, there is space for three persons. A fourth person can squeeze in if he is of short stature. But Raj is tall and muscular, so that he could watch our fun.

Ravi stopped licking my cunt and asked, “Why? MahaRani, you are getting fucked. You can give us Marks. Why MahaRaja?”

I said, “Raj knows by my moans, body movements and expressions how much I am enjoying.”

Vijay said impatiently, “Ravi, get to work. Don’t waste time.”

They fucked fucking level to next, in the next 24 hours. They drove me crazy. When one of them was rubbing my nipples and ticking me in the armpits with dick head, the other would be licking or fucking tits.