Co-Wife

"Kshamayeshu Dharitri, Kshamayeshu Dharitri, Kshamayeshu Dharitri", kept ringing in my ears.

Since he is getting pleasure with her, I should join and share his joy and pleasure, for everyone's benefit. I was hugging my knees and sobbing at the thought of having to share my lord with another. He came and sat on the kitchen floor a few feet away, not daring to come closer.

I looked up at him with my tear stained face and I asked him her name and he replied that her name was Gita. I ordered him to call her up right then and there and to talk openly to her. I felt a surprising increase in my power and control, and my cunt got moist. Being in control was getting me hot.

Sunil hesitated a bit and muttered "Please, let's keep her out, I will sort it out. It is quite late now".

"No!!", I commanded, "Do what I say, and don't disobey me anymore", as my choot (cunt) started on a slow drip.

Sunil looked here and there, and finally reached for his mobile phone and fumbling at the keypad managed to nervously dial her number

Sunil - Hello Gita... [ in a quaking voice ]

Gita - Hiiiii love, how are you ... How come you thought of me at this late hour .. Is Didi (older sister) not at home ... [ A surprised tone, and I could make out that her voice was sharp and clearly audible to me, as it was quiet in the night ]

Sunil - She is dear, and she has come to know everything about us and our affair [ still nervous and looking at me ]

Gita - What!!... Oh No ... I am done for ... I am .. I must die [Aghast and shocked and finally desperate at being caught]

Sunil - Nothing will happen, don't be scared. She asked me to call you up ... that is why I have called... [Still quivering and quaking]

I grabbed the phone from Sunil

Me - Hello Gita, how are you... [ Pleasantly, as if greeting a friend ]

Gita - N..n..n.. Namaste Didi... [ A bit reassured ]

Me - What is all this, Gita... [ Firmly, showing who is in charge ]

Gita - Sorry Didi...I love Sunil very much and I have taken him as my husband, but out of fear for you, I am never able to present myself in front of you... [ Pleading but in a sincere voice ]

Me - Do you love Sunil with a true heart ... [ Inquiringly, without any emotion, as if asking the price of bananas ]

Gita - I am ready to sacrifice my life for him ... [ In a convincing and believable manner ]

Me - Then Gita, pack up your stuff, Sunil will come and pick you up... You will stay with us here onwards ...Let me know if you have a problem with that ... [ Commandingly, and in a no defiance way ]

Gita - Ooohhh Didi ... Really, Didi? ...I will be indebted to you for ever ...I will everything you ask.. I am ready to be your servant maid, your slave .. Please don't separate Sunil from me... [ Submissively and in a very grateful purr ]

Me - No behen (younger sister) ... he is my husband and since you are married to him as well, he is also your husband and we will live together as his wives ... We are sisters ... Okay, you get ready I am sending him to pick you up ... Byyyyyye [ A slight touch of tenderness here ]

I was really turned on by this turn of events and my way of handling it. I drew inspiration from the ancient prescriptions for handling life situations, but had this urge that something had changed in me and for my own fulfillment. "Go now", I told Sunil, "Go and help her pack and get her here", I directed. Sunil was still looking at me nervously, and was unsure of what would be my intentions after Gita was brought home.

I could sense that confusion in him, and went up to him, and kneeling at his feet and kissing his toes, I told him, "Kshamayeshu Dharitri, I am bound by my duty as your wife, to have the forbearance and tolerance of Mother Earth. Respecting that, I have come up with this solution. Forgive me, if in my lack of self control, I cursed you with bad words. Don't worry, I am going to welcome Gita in our lives, and she will be your second wife, and my co-wife from now on".

"I promise you I will treat her as a sister and a sister-wife, and you must promise to always obey my direction as the senior wife". Sunil lifted me up, tears flowing down his cheeks, and tears flowed down mine in empathy, and we realised that in the understanding I showed, we saved our love and affection for each other. Not just saved but amplified. And the thrill of my imminent feeling of power and control did just that, a cunt roll.

While waiting for them to come, I cleaned up the bedroom, and lay fresh bedclothes on it. I placed some fruit on a plate, and some fresh water. I got the jasmine bud tresses that the flower fellow had delivered in the evening for my morning wear, and strew the buds and crumpled a few, to have the jasmine aroma spread over the room.

I freshened up the prayer area, and prepared the welcome articles in a silver plate. Quickly mixing some turmeric and vermillion, and taking a few strands of thicker cotton thread and a couple of larger jasmine buds, I quickly fashioned a mangal sutra, as per the Vedic norms. This would be symbolic of their union, more accurately re-union, till I could get Gita a real gold mangalsutra. All thru this exercise, I was feeling horny and had warm wetness in my cunt.

Sunil returned home after little over an hour along with Gita. An auto, accompanied them with Gita's belongings, as she rode pillion on our two wheeler. She stood uncertainly to the side, as Sunil paid off the auto rickshaw fare and picked up her belongings, which were all of two suitcases and some plastic shopping bags, where stuff had been thrown in hastily. She was definitely better looking than the images on the videos. I welcomed Gita into our home at the doorstep, with the traditional welcome of a plate of incense and burning camphor. I told her that we are co-wives here on, and we are like sisters. And we will service Sunil's needs like co-wives. And he will keep us both satisfied and happy. All will be well.

She immediately fell at my feet, and I could feel her tears washing my toes. "Shush, sister, you should not cry at an auspicious occasion.", I said gently. "These are tears of joy, Didi, I am so grateful to you for your open heart and your acceptance of me. My life is fulfilled and it is yours for anything and everything", wept she, as she grasped my ankles, in genuine gratitude. I went moist again in my cunt. Bending down, I lifted her and embraced her, as her sobbing gradually ceased.

I then told Gita that tonite was her true wedding night and asked her to go and get ready for the true marital conjugation. I asked Gita's to have a bath and freshen up to be ready for her conjugal night, even though you have both had your fucking before, in reality, this is your first night.

I had completed all the arrangements for their first night. And I told Sunil to shower and change into his dress at our wedding. "You will fill her hair parting with vermillion and to place the sacred marriage necklace around her neck", I continued. "Gita, use the guest bathroom and get ready for your conjugal". Gita completed her bath and I presented her with a new saree to wear and asked her to use my makeup kit to deck up.

She made use of my cosmetics and came out into the drawing room, resplendent in her real bridal glory. Sunil placed vermillion in her hair parting and placed the sacred marriage necklace around her neck. Gita opened the packet of sweets, and gave me the first bite, which I took from her hands, and gave the first bite to Sunil, and we shared the rest.

Gita bent low and touched Sunil's and my feet and requested for our blessings. Gita then requested me to also get ready and that we would spend the marriage conjugation together as co-wives, and begged me with head on my feet for forgiveness for any pain she had caused me. I felt a sharp short of pain in my heart, but I asked her not to be foolish, and that from the next night, we would all be sharing the same bedroom and the same bed, and to enjoy each other for tonite.

I will be sleeping in the guest room for tonite. Saying that, I took my nightclothes and went to sleep in the guest room.

Though I was behaving extremely cheerfully, I was hurting inside. The thoughts running thru my mind, was that from this day onwards, my husband's love would be shared and be halved. But I also felt intensely turned on by what I had done, and that comforted me somewhat. With these thoughts, I drifted into half sleep. I heard unrestrained and uninhibited squeals and screams of passion from Gita as Sunil must have been driving his cock into her cunt with my permission. The fact that he was now indebted to me, and that I was now having power, was the key driver which drove me to a mild orgasm by just thinking of it.

Aiiiiiieeee ... Aaaaaaiiiiiieeeeeeeeee ... Aaaaaiiiiaiaaaiiieeeee ... Suuunnniiilllll ... Aaaaahhhhh ... the squeaks continued.

Hearing Gita yowl and bleat while being screwed by my husband in the adjoining room, caused me to get really wet, and I had no choice but be satisfied by myself with my fingers for the night. Chodo mujhe ... Chodho ... Ghusao lund ... Fuck me ... Fuck ... Shove your dick ... Hearing these words, I longed for Sunil's cock in my cunt, and was tempted to join them, but something restrained me.

In the morning, when I went into the bedroom, to bring them the morning tea, I saw them both naked in bed, in a tight embrace. Sunil's cock was still in Gita's cunt. I felt a different power, an urge in me, when I observed that this was done solely at my wish and command. I realised that I had a control over my life, my lord and a slave in my new co-wife, a superior position that I did not possess before this incident. It both thrilled and excited me along with a measure of trepidation and fear.

I woke them both up and asked them to have tea. They stirred up, and the first think Gita did was to touch my feet, and then Sunil's. Sunil should be greeted first, I admonished her.

We all had our morning tea together and started to get ready for the day. Gita took the cups away and soon could be heard getting ready to have her bath in the guest bedroom. Sunil looked at me with a scared face, asked me in an anxious tone, whether I had forgiven him and Gita for their actions. I replied firmly and with some authority, that, had I not forgiven, I would not have invited Gita here, and I would not have allowed them both to be alone to fuck each other. Hearing this Sunil felt very happy as well as a bit ashamed, and hugged me tenderly and kissed me all over. He wanted to touch my feet but I stopped him promptly. We all must understand each other. There is something in Gita that I also like, So it is the best for us all. I reminded Sunil that from this day, he has two wives, whom he would have to satisfy us both fully. Sunil then went for his bath, and left for his office.

Gita and I sat down together and we chatted and planned on how we would enjoy life together. "Will you not take bath now Didi?", Gita asked after some time. "Let me give you a nice oil massage and bath", she coaxed, rising from the dining table and clearing the breakfast dishes. "But you already bathed, and you will get messed up", replied I. "No Didi, it will be okay. I can take bath again", was her reply as she went to switch on the hot water heater in the bathroom. I felt a curious sensation in my pussy, when I went into the bath area.

Gita had set the bath stool and massage oils to the side on the ledge. She had stripped to her panties and was smiling at me shyly. I had never been in a girl girl activity though I had read about it in the porn novel that Sunil would bring to me. Gita took my nightie which I had taken off, and I was not wearing anything beneath. I sat down on the stool as Gita opened my tresses and kissed my neck.

"What are you doing, girl", I asked in mock anger. Nothing, Didi, I am indebted to you and it is my honor to serve you also. Gita moved to the front, and taking a palmful of coconut oil, rubbed it into my scalp. As she was doing so, her perky boobs were dancing in front of my eyes. She massaged my scalp skilfully and as I felt very nice about it, it was vastly different from when I was oiling my hair by myself.

On an impulse, I hugged her. She stood still, and I started to lick on her nipples which were already hard. "Have you done this before", I whispered. "No, never Didi, promise, I just felt that I have to give myself to you and serve you as you desire", murmured Gita back. "Some of my older lady clients would sometimes ask me, and offer me money, but I have never done it", she continued.

She knelt down, parted my willing thighs, and gave my already moist pussy a kiss. "Neither have I done before, Gita, and this is our conjugal". Gita then stood up to apply sesame oil on my upper body, shoulder and arms. She was stroking me skilfully, bringing all her training to use on my naked body.

I was relaxing under her masterful and expert ministrations as she moved to my boobs. She ran her fingers around my breasts, and with soft touches, caressed my breasts, that I was almost getting my first wave of orgasmic pleasure. Ummmm... Giittaaa oooohhhh ... it is so nice ... Didi.. slow down... Didi ... wait ... slow down...

I suddenly had the urge to lick her pussy, and drew her towards my mouth. I pulled her panties off, and got to see the pussy that Sunil had fucked last night. She continued massaging my shoulders, as I whiffed at the fragrant and musky odour of her clean shaved, hair free cunt, and labbed my tongue at the pussy folds. The oil from my body was now on her as well, as she was slippery from the sesame oil she was applying to my body, which was transferred from me to her.

Soon, against the wall, we were cuddling and kissing each other, fingers in each other's cunts. Gita turned on the shower, and we moved under the flow of the tepid water, still locked in each other's arms, keeping the pace of the finger fuck, and as we came together, we sat down on the flow, water cascading and running over us. We were breathing hard, and our hearts were racing.

Gita separated herself, and ran a soap bar all herself and rinsed herself, before using it on me. me. She rubbed shampoo into my hair, and in a few minutes, I was fresh. Gita rubbed me down with a towel, and kissed my lips, and told me to lie down on the bed for a while. She dried herself, and came beside me, after her now ritual of getting my blessing by touching my feet, with the bowl of Sambhrani, (aromatic incense) which she wafted thru my long tresses.

Later that morning, we went out shopping. We were like long lost friends, and she was very servient, and handling all the shopping bags for me. She was more adept than I at bargaining with the shopkeepers, and showed that she had the right skills to manage a household as well. "I am now an extra mouth, and by God's grace, we will be blessed with more little mouths, so we must be prudent", she giggled.

We hugged like the sisters and co-wives we were. We purchased sexy lingerie, some food items and snacks that we knew Sunil liked, and on the spur of the moment, I led the way into a jewellery shop and got her a nice nose stud and ear rings of silver filigree, that looked really nice on her. "Didi, you should not spend like this on me", she protested. "No darling, you can share all my jewellery, and I will also wear this sometimes", I convinced her.

We came back, a bit tired and I wanted to lie down for a while. Didi, she said, you go take some rest, I will finish the lunch preparation. She was a gifted cook, and within less than half hour, she had made delicious lunch for us, and we ate sitting next to each other. Didi, I was very scared when you spoke last night. You are like a god to me, Didi, she added. I don't know what good I did to deserve a older sister and a co-wife like you. I am ready to do anything for you, Didi.

Let's get some rest in the afternoon, since Sunil will keep us awake tonite, said I. I will come soon, I will clear the table and wash the dishes and join you. After the great meal, I was a bit drowsy and was soon napping. I woke up to feel Gita massaging my feet. Her hands were soft and supple, and it felt very nice to have them massaged tenderly by her. Seeing me wake up, she got up and made tea for us. I was still in bed when she came in with the tray of tea and biscuits. I hugged her warmly, as her affection and gratitude towards me was cent percent genuine. Come sit next to me, I said. She did so, and I hugged and kissed her, thanking her too for all the help in the housework that she had taken up willingly. "It is my duty, Didi", she replied shyly.

When Sunil returned that evening, we both wrapped ourselves around him, and smothered him with kisses. He was very pleased and happy and returned our kisses with his own repeated, fervent and passionate kisses, alternating between Gita and I. We had dinner and went into the bedroom. Both Gita and I wore transparent nighties, which barely covered our hips, and we were not wearing anything inside. When Sunil entered the room, he was thrilled to see us both in sexy lingerie.

I caught hold of Sunil and started to shower kisses on him and Gita pulled down his Bermudas and made him naked and taking his dick in her mouth, started to lick and suck it. Sunil placed his palm over my cunt and shoving his fingers inside, started to rub my G Spot, and the flow of my warm waters commenced. Then Sunil carried us to the bed one by one, and started to lick each of our pussies in turn and drinking deep of the sweet womanly juices and saying what a lucky man he was to have understanding wives.

I took Sunil's manhood into my mouth, and sucking vigorously of it and he exploded in my mouth. This was the first time I had sucked Sunil off and I had never tasted his man juice before and it had a different taste that I had never had tasted before, enjoying it, I swallowed it completely and drained his shaft to the last drop. Gita was servicing my cunt with her mouth in the meanwhile and massaging my thighs with her hands. Gita and I alternated to suck on his dick, raising it, while he would lick me or Gita on our womanhoods as one of us serviced his cock

As his cock reached a full erection, with all this three play and foreplay, he took our cunts one by one, as we lay on the bed. Spearing one cunt slowly, he would withdraw and shove it into the other waiting cunt. The cockless cunt would be fingered by his active thumb and index fingers. He drove out to seven heavens that night, and till we were fully sated, he did not stop. We were all exhausted by the multiple orgasms we gave each other, and slept in an embrace, Sunil in the middle, we by his side, one arm draped loving around each wife, our faces on either side, my lips on his right cheek, Gita's on his left.

In the morning, Gita woke up early, and brought us the morning tea. Before serving us, she bent and touched our feet, and then touched her eyes with her fingertips. She continued to do that every day. And she would touch our feet again in the evening, when Sunil came home from work.

We adjusted smoothly into our new routine, and Gita would get calls from her agency with appointments for the day. I told Sunil to buy her a two-wheeler so that she could commute easily. As Gita was very good at her practice, she was soon having a steady income. In the first Monday of every month, she would come to me when I was alone, and hand over her pay check to me. "Didi, this is what I must give you", she would say, falling on my feet, tears of gratitude streaming down her face. I would always tell; her to send it all to her mother, as she was dependent on Gita. We would go to the nearby bank, and make the deposit.