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The Sex Kabaddi Match

12/12/2007

I was a teacher in a school at Bangalore. My wife Soundarya
was a also a teacher in the same school. She teaches Chemistry
and I teach Maths. Our life was quite peaceful. When I saw
that two vacancies came up in the Ooty Boarding School and
they paid much better, we both applied to the boarding school
and we both got the jobs. Residential quarters were given
to us and facilities were also good. The colleagues were
also very friendly. One of my colleagues was Peter, a man
almost nearing his sixties. And ironically, he was appointed
as a Physical Trainer. Normally, physical trainers used
to be young and this man was nearing retirement. Since he
used to be quite jovial, I asked him how he managed to get
this job. He replied candidly that he knew the correspondent
personally and that he has done some favors for him earlier.
Since the number of cabins at the staff room were limited,
Peter and I shared a cabin. Despite his age, Peter appeared
to be energetic and lively.


While sharing the cabin with Peter, I found a very strange
thing. Though I handle Maths and Maths is supposed to be
a subject much difficult than Physical training, the number
of students who came to him to ask doubts were much more.
Especially girls thronged to his cabin. It was very intriguing.
The girls at the boarding school looked too good. Along
with all the flowers, they had also bloomed very well in
the chill Ooty climate. Especially girls in eleventh and
twelfth grade who were in their eighteen’s and eighteens
looked so good with well developed body features. No body
would say that these were school girls. So, as these girls
came to ask doubts to Peter, I started observing vicariously
what "doubts" this old man was clearing. As
Peter sat in his chair, there was a table and chair opposite
to him. I always found that Peter never offered his visitors
a seat and always made them stand by his side. That day morning,
Priyanka who was a student in her eleventh grade walked
in to our cabin and headed for Peter straightaway. Priyanka
was my student too and while taking class, I had always eyed
her lecherously. She always used to sit in the first row
and some days her skirt would slightly rise up and expose
her thighs lightly. She had the habit of shaking her legs
and whenever she shakes her legs, her thighs will be flashed
to me. I could see this clearly especially if I sit in my chair
just beneath the black board. Just to watch the creamy white
thighs of Priyanka, I used to give them some Maths problem
and then sit in my chair. As usual, Priyanka would shake
her legs and I would devour the sight of her thighs. I distinctly
remember that once when there was a Mid term test, I had distributed
the question papers and sat in my chair. Priyanka was seated
in the first row. The paper was extremely tough. I could
see that she was in highly tensed state while writing the
answers. In her tension, her leg shaking was frantic. The
skirt was slowly rising with every shake and almost half
of her thighs were exposed to me. Just then, an idea struck
me and I put my pen down. When I knelt down to pick up the pen,
I had a darshan of Priyanka’s pink colour panties. What
a darshan it was! Her thighs were almost creamy white and
very fleshy. As both the thighs converged, in the center
there was the light pink coloured panty with flowers in
it. One flower was positioned exactly on top of her cunt.
I simply wanted to put my tongue there. Throughout the two
hour test I dropped my pen quite a number of times and had
many darshans. Priyanka however was oblivious to all these
things. She continued to freely shake her legs and show
her thighs to me. As soon as Priyanka entered our staff room,
I was reminded of that day.


Priyanka wished me "Good morning Sir!" and
straightaway headed towards her Physical trainer, Peter.
Peter welcomed her with a very warm smile and said,


"Come in Priyanka baby! How are you?"


"I am fine, Sir!"


She was standing just opposite to him and there was a table
and chair in between them.


Peter signaled to his side and said,


"Come near baby! Come over here" He pointed
out to the space just next to his seat. Priyanka walked near
him.


"Yes baby, tell me, what exactly do you want to know?"



Priyanka glanced towards my side and saw if I was watching.
Exactly just a second before she could look, I buried my
eyes into a book and pretended as though I was deeply studying
something. Once she was sure that I wasn’t watching or listening
she started talking.


"Sir, I am getting pains in my legs after I exercise!"



"Well where is it paining my dear?"


"In the legs, Sir!"


Now Peter gently placed his hands below her knees and pressed
her calves. They must have been very tender. He pressed
them gingerly and asked,


" Is it aching here?"


" No Sir, slightly above!"


He raised his hands further and touched her knees and asked,



"Is it here?"


"No, Sir!"


He then placed his hands on the edge of her uniform skirt
and put his hands underneath her skirt. I could sense from
my seat that his hands must be now on her thighs. A sixty year
old man groping a eighteen year old girl putting his hands
under her skirt..


"Is it here Priyanka?"


As Peter’s hands tenderly caressed her thighs , I could
see that the expression in her face slightly change and
she was relishing this old man’s touch.


"Ya , almost near that place" she blurted.


But still Peter did not stop his exploration. He led his
hands further up and touched her panties. He softly pressed
his middle finger against her panty line just over mound
and asked,


"No pain here dear?"


As his fingers pressed her cunt over her panty, Priyanka
let out a slight gasp and said,


"No, Sir!"


But Peter did not stop with that. He slid his hands through
her hips and placed it on her buttocks and pressed her ass
cheeks. He asked her,


"Here too, there is no pain?"


Again Priyanka sensed the sixty year old man’s hands on
her buttocks. He allowed him two three presses and then
said,


"No, Sir!"


"Ok girl, I will tell you what you must do...first
of all you are weak in your legs..all along you have been
concentrating on rest of your body. You have to do some leg
exercises. Do as I say now! Fist stand at ease. Yes, spread
your legs further. Now bend down and try to touch your feet.
First your right hand should touch left leg and vice versa."



As Priyanka tried to stand in the position told by Peter,
Peter himself put his hands on her thighs and spread her
legs to the desired level. Priyanka bent down. My eyes almost
popped up. She was showing her back to me and as she bent her
skirt raised and exposed her thighs from back. As she tried
to touch her feet, the skirt stood in the air and I could clearly
see her panty. One side of her panties was slightly raised
up as she bent further and exposed her ass cheeks a little.
That was great..a eightteen year old girl giving ass cheek
darshan to me. I thanked my stars that I was sharing a cabin
with this Peter. As she bent down, Peter put his hands on
her hips and tried to turn them slightly so that she could
touch her feet. As his hands were on her hips, I could see
that his thumb almost brushed against the bottom of her
breasts. Priyanka turned from this side to that side and
as she tried to touch her left foot, I got a glimpse of right
side ass cheek and as she turned to touch her right foot,
I got a glimpse of left side ass cheeks. I gently placed my
hands underneath my table and rubbed my cock a little. After
about two three rounds of exercises, Priyanka left the
room. She did not forget to thank Peter and Peter playfully
pinched her cheeks and said,


"Do it every day and you will have shapely legs, baby!"



I saw her leaving the room with a smile on her lips.


After Priyanka left, Peter looked at me and winked mischievously.
I just smiled and kept quite.


Another day, I saw Jasmine enter our cabin. Jasmine, though
she was in her twelfth class, she resembled someone who
was studying ninth or eighth. Her body growth was not upto
her age. She was not very slim and all that. She was in fact
fat. But her main problem was, she was flat chested. I have
heard many boys of the school tease her with words like,
"road roller" "Feroz Shah kotlah flat
pitch" etc while I have seen her in the school corridors.
Jasmine walked in demurely and dint even look at my side.
She went to Peter and wished him. Peter as usual was his enthusiastic
self when talking to girls.


"Yes , Jasmine, how are you? Why are you not enrolling
for any games?"


"No Sir, I am not interested in playing any games,
Sir!" Jasmine said. Ya, that was true. Actually she
was her class topper and was a very studious girl. But why
did she have to come to peter? I was curious.


"Sir, I have a problem!"


Peter immediately sensed an opportunity. He said,


"Why don’t you come over to my side, Jasmine?"



Jasmine walked up to his side. She spoke in a very soft voice.
I had to strain myself to hear what she was saying.


"Sir, People are teasing me that I look too young!"



Peter laughed at this and said,


"Hey Jasmine, Everyone wants to look young. You see
me. I am an old man of sixty..almost old enough to be your
grand father. Even I want to look young only. So if you look
young , it is good!"


"No Sir, its not that!" Jasmine hesitated.
She then said reluctantly,


"I am not fully grown up! I do not look how an eighteen
year old girl should look.."


Though peter got the point, he still pretended as though
he did not understand. He said,


"where exactly are you not grown up? I see that you
have a lovely face. Your legs are also tall and good."



"No..no not in the legs!"


Peter gently placed his hands on her thighs just over her
skirt and groped. Jasmine was a very shy girl and she went
a step backward.


"No No not in the thighs..!"


"Come forward Jasmine!" Jasmine came forward.
He then placed his hands on her hips. It must have titillated
her. She laughed and said, No Sir, there is no problem"
He then slid his hands behind her and groped her buttocks.
He cupped her ass cheeks. I could see from behind that though
Jasmine did not have proper breasts she had well developed
buttocks which were almost bulging under her skirt. Peter
took his time pressing them and he then said,


"I see that you have a very good backside!"


Jasmine blushed. She almost said in a very hushing tone,



"Sir, my top portion of the body...." and stopped.
As if he understood, Peter placed his hands on her chest.
He pressed her small budding breasts and kneedled her nipples
a little along with her tops. Jasmine closed her eyes and
let him feel his breasts. After pressing them for a few seconds,
Peter took out his hand and said,


" Ya, I see a problem here! But in can be solved!"



Immediately Jasmine’s eyes brightened and she said,


"OK Sir, what should you do?"


"Physiotherapy is the best! You need some massage
there to activate growth there! I will show you how to do"
So saying he again placed his hands on her breasts. I could
see that his hands were fully engulfing her breast. He then
slowly rotated his hands on top of the breasts in a circular
motion. He increased his speed of rotary motion gradually
and then he was giving her a very fast breast massage. I could
see from the corner that Jasmine completely enjoyed this.
After doing it for about four minutes, he then asked her,



"How do you feel?"


She bowed her head and said,


"Good!"


She then asked him eagerly,


"Sir, will my top become normal if I do it for a month?"
I saw that she was carefully avoiding the word breasts in
her talk.


" No No , it will take almost six to eight months"



Jasmine was disappointed.


"Oh, that long, Sir?"


"Why, do you want a change soon?" he asked.


She said shyly, "yes Sir!"


"Then you have to have a direct massage!"


"How to do that Sir" she asked innocently.


"I will show you....unbutton your shirt!"
Peter said!


As Jasmine unbuttoned her shirt, I was almost on the verge
of my chair. She totally unbuttoned her shirt. Peter the
ordered,


"No lower your pinafore a little so that I can slid
my hands under your pinafore! Do you wear a bra?"


"No Sir, I don’t because that was not necessary"
Jasmine almost bit her lips as said those words. She lowered
her pinafore and Peter slid his hands into her pinafore
and touched her breasts directly. As he fondled her naked
breasts, he said,


"See jasmine, you and I should be very professional
about this. Just to keep ourselves in check, call me Grandpa
throughout the time I massage you!"


Jasmine too felt that it was a good idea. Just as she felt
Peter’s hands engulf her breast, she said,


"OK Grandpa!"


Peter kneaded her nipples. Though her breasts were small,
her nipples were almost the size of a ripe grape and Peter
pinched it slightly. He asked her,


"How does it feel baby?"


Jasmine closed her eyes and said,


"It feels good Grandpa!"


He swiftly moved his hands in a circular motion and massaged
her boobs. Jasmine held the edge of the table with her hands
as she found it difficult to control herself. She said,



"Ahhhhh that feels so good Grandpa!"


"Ummmmmm pinch softly Grandpa!"


"This side breast too Grandpa!"


I was stroking myself furiously on seeing this old man balling
this young girls boobs. After about ten minutes of balling
, peter stopped.


He then said, "Drink lots of milk and keep doing this
exercise!"


"Ok Sir, I will do it everyday in my room!" Jasmine
said enthusiastically. Peter gave her an odd glance.


"Hey, how are you planning to do it in your room?"



"Why, I will massage myself every day!" She
said.


Peter gave a teasing smile and said,


"This will not work if you massage yourself!"
This method will work only if a male’s hands touches your
breasts!"


" But Sir, where will I go for ...?"


" Why, you haven’t got a boy friend?"


Again, Jasmine bowed her head and said,


" No Sir!"


" Then you will have to come to me whenever I am free!"
Peter said as if he was reluctantly helping her! Jasmine
agreed to this and thanked him and left. The funniest part
was she never even realized that I was sitting in the same
room too. Only after her fourth day of successful boob massage,
while she was leaving she casually glanced towards the
other corner and froze when she saw me. She was still shocked.
She came near me and muttered,


"Sir, I am just getting treated by Peter Sir...."
She was at a loss for words. Peter got up and came near us.
He put his arms comfortingly around her and said,


"Don’t worry Jasmine, Maths Sir will not tell anybody
about this treatment. You can come everyday like before!"



I too dint want to stop my daily free boob massage show. I
said very encouragingly,


"Its OK jasmine..its after all a treatment. I will
not tell anybody!"


So Jasmine continued to come. One day when Jasmine came
in as usual for her boob massage, Peter said,


"Jasmine , today I am having some pain in my hands.
Today Maths Sir will massage you!"


I could not believe my ears. Wow, what an opportunity. Even
as Jasmine was hesitant, peter himself held her hands and
brought her towards me. She shyly stood before me and unbuttoned
her shirt. My hands could not wait to enter into her pinafore
and touch her tender breasts. Already Peter had been "treating"
her for more than ten days and it was having its effect. I
could see that her breasts were slowly developing now.
I slid my hands inside and gently felt up her breasts. Then
I slowly started massaging her exactly as Peter had advised.
Since I had watched the massage procedure every day , I did
not need any training and I circled my hands exactly as Peter
used to do. Since I was considerably younger than Peter,
Jasmine was very much aroused by my touch and she did an unexpected
thing. All these days whenever she felt pleasure, she would
moan


"Go on Grandpa!" to Peter. That day, since I
was massaging her, she started moaning,


" Oh yes Daddy..ya press there...more harder please.."



As she called me Daddy, I felt more erotic and balled her
to my hands pleasure. I could see that Peter had openly stripped
himself of his pants and was watching us and stroking his
dick. After the massage, Jasmine thanked me and left. I
genuinely thanked Peter for his kind gesture. He winked
and said,


"Not just thanks, give me a treat!" I said Ok
and invited him to my house for dinner that weekend.


Peter reached my house sharply at eight. When he saw my wife
his eyes lecherously feasted on her. Let me tell some words
about my wife here. My wife was around thirty five but she
will hardly look twenty five. She had a very good body structure.
Her breasts were of size 36 D and she had bulging buttocks
too. I am sure that all the boys of the classes she handles
must be shagging thinking about her buttocks when she turns
around to the black board to write something on it. But despite
her bodily assets, she was highly conservative in sex.
Infact we copulate only two times a month and that too in
the strictly conventional man top woman bottom position.
Whenever I have suggested any change, she has refused resolutely.
When I tried to bring a triple X CD to the house, after watching
it for a few minutes she got furious and threw the CD outside.
So, you can understand how orthodox she is. She does Pooja
for each God every day.When I told her that the physical
trainer Peter is coming to our house for dinner , she looked
surprised. But her traditional up bringing made her respect
an old man and she welcomed him warmly. Once we were seated
in the hall, she went into the kitchen to bring some snacks.
We started to have some drinks. While I had whisky, Peter
had rum. As soon as she left the room, Peter turned to me and
said,


" Hey Ramesh, your wife looks really sexy in this homely
outfit. I have already noticed how well built she is at school
but at home she looks even more sexy!"


Though I knew where this talk was leading to, I played my
part and said,


"Thanks for the compliments!"


Encouraged by my positive response , immediately Peter
asked me,


" Will you let me have some fun with her?" I never
expected him to ask such a question. I looked at him blankly.
He immediately said,


"Fun means well not screwing her and all....what
can I do in this old age..just balling and groping and some
licking ..." He licked his lips as if to demonstrate
his intentions. I never expected him to come out so openly
with such an indecent proposal. Any way he was sharing a
cabin with me and we have shared a lot of intimate moments..(One
day we have even balled jasmine simultaneously with each
of us massaging one breast each) . Moreover he was an old
man. So , I controlled my anger and said,


"Forget it Peter, she is my wife....she is not one
of your schoolgirls who is free to serve you!"


Peter’s face darkened for a minute. Meanwhile my wife came
back with some snacks and served them to us. As she served
, I could see that her sari had slightly deviated and her
fair hips was visible to Peter. Peter was just ogling at
her sexy hips. Again, my wife went into the kitchen to make
dinner. This time Peter appeared to be restless. He said,



"Ramesh, I need your wife man..she is just too sexy...I
will do whatever you want!"


I simply ignored his stupid talk. He said,


"Look here Ramesh....you have seen Priyanka , that
eleventh grade student, I will arrange for you to screw
her. You can screw your balls out."


I was startled. Ofcourse Priyanka was a sexy girl whom any
male in the school would love to fuck. I have seen her being
groped by peter. But will he be able to make her get screwed
by me. I looked at him unbelievably. Peter went on a frenzy.
He said,


"I will make her do anything that you say Ramesh....She
will suck your cock..she will lick your balls ...whatever
you want she will do, she will be your slave for a day...all
I want in exchange is just to feel up your wife..i want to
see her naked..lick her hips..feel up her fleshy buttocks
and shag....thats all...."


I just thought for a moment. The deal was brilliant. Afterall
this old man can do nothing much with my wife. And in exchange,
I get a sweet eightteen to suck my cock...it was a great deal...



Seeing me think without any objection, Peter felt encouraged.
He asked me, what is the problem mate, tell me....


"Well Peter, to be honest with you, I love the deal.
But my wife is the hitch. She will not accept."


As soon as I said I was Ok with the deal, peters eyes shone.
He said,


"That part you leave it to me!"


I just watched silently what was going to happen. Within
a few minutes, my wife served us dinner. Throughout the
dinner, peter was talking in a very fatherly way to her .
My wife too enjoyed his talk and even showed him her earlier
day albums where she had won a kabbadi tournament as captain
of her college team. When my wife mentioned kabbadi, naturally
Peter , as a physical trainer was very interested and asked
her which tricks she employed for catching opponent team
members. They discussed kabbadi for some time. Once dinner
was over and we were sitting in the balcony and having pan.
My wife some more pan to Peter. While taking the pan his hands
accidently brushed against her fingers. My wife did not
mind. Peter looked at my wife and asked, "Soundarya
Beti (daughter), how old are you?"


My wife said, "I am 34"


"Really, I cant believe it...I thought you were 20"



Soundarya laughed. Encouraged by this, he gently put his
hands over hers and pressed them and said,


"Beti, you are so beautiful!"


My wife did not know where this was all leading to. So she
remained silent. Just at that second, peter pulled my wife
towards him and made her sit on his lap. Before my wife could
understand what was happening, he forcefully turned her
face towards him and kissed her lips. His hands were pressing
the back of my wife’s head and he would have kissed her for
a minute. My wife pushed him vehemently and got up. She slapped
him repeatedly four five times. Seeing my wife’s reaction,
I too had to act. I also acted as though I was offended and
asked Peter to get out. Peter left my house silently. My
wife was shouting about him the full night. She even fired
me for bringing such lecherous old men to the house and spoiling
its purity. I consoled her that the old man had too much rum
and did not know what he was doing


Next day, I advised Peter also to say the same thing and he
too went to my wife and apologized. My wife reluctantly
agreed. Peter and me never discussed the incident. One
day, Priyanka came to Peter for some advice on some exercise.
He purposely made her bend in all directions so that I could
see al her bodily assets. Once she left the room, Peter glanced
at me. My cock was just full form seeing her panties and ass
cheeks. He asked me,


"What Ramesh, want to screw her?"


I said "yes".


" Then what about your wife?"


" You know how she is..so why talk about things that
can never happen?


" Hey, every woman is a slut...only thing you will
have to create a right situation to make her a slut."



I remained silent. He said,


"Ramesh, I have a master plan..!"


I listened intently. He said,


" See, do you know Deepti and Swetha?"


Both of them were my students. Both of them were the most
beautiful girls in school. If Deepthi was very homely and
sweet looking, Swetha was modern and had a sexy body. Two
things were common between them. Both of them were very
much interested in sports and both of them were very strict
as far as boys were concerned. We cannot even see them in
corridor chatting with the boys. Both were in the twelfth
grade. They were among the very few girls who never came
to Peter’s cabin for his "treatment". So when
Peter asked me about them, I wondered what he was planning.
Peter continued.


"See, I had always wanted to grope those two teenage
girls for a long time. Now your wife has also joined that
list. So, I have a master plan whereby we can have all these
three women." I listened to his plan.


"See Ramesh, we will have a kabbadi match in the ground
at my house. It is a private match with only two teams. You,
Ashok and Selvin will be in one team. Sweta, Deepti and your
wife will be in another team. I will be the referee..How
about it!" The whole plan looked absurd. Ofcourse
Sweta, Deepti were already in the college girls kabbadi
team and Ashok and Selvin were in the boys team. My wife was
an ex kabbadi champion. I have never won any tournament
but I too have played kabbadi in my college days and was not
bad myself. But the idea was farfetched because I was sure
Deepthi and Swetha will never agree to play with boys and
I was not sure if my wife would agree to play kabbadi at all
at this age. I told Peter my suspicions. He listened calmly.
He said ,


"That part, you leave it to me. This Tuesday there
is kabbadi practice match at our school. You somehow bring
your wife to watch it. I will take care of the rest.:


Though I was not confident , I followed Peter’s instructions.
I somehow convinced my wife that we should stay back after
our school hours and watch the practice match just for old
times sake. My wife was not very receptive but she agreed.
We went to the school grounds where boys and girls were practicing
separately. Peter was ofcourse there giving instructions
and coaching them. On seeing us, he approached us and respectfully
wished my wife. No one would say this was the same old lecherous
man who had forcefully kissed her. My wife too seemed to
pardon him as an old man. He suggested that my wife can share
some of her experiences and offer tips to the girls who were
practicing. My wife too went and chatted with the girls.
Ofcourse Deepthy and Swetha were there too. I silently
watched as my wife coached the girls team and Peter coached
the boys. After about ten minutes Peter called for a tea
break. As we were having tea we were chatting about kabbadi.
I noticed that Peter had carefully sent the others away
and only the persons listed in Peter’s plan , i.e Deepthy,
Swetha, Selvin , Ashok , my wife and myself were there. Peter
said,


" We need to have fdifferent strategies for boys kabbadi
and girls kabbadi.Ofcourse girls kabbadi is too soft!"



My wife intervened and said,


"Nothing like that, strategies are same"


Again Peter said,


"No No boys kabbadi is totally different from girls
game"


They both started arguing a lot.


Peter said, "Whatever strategy you use , do you think
girls can beat boys in kabbadi?"


Not knowing the trap set for her, my wife said,


"Ya , I am sure!"


"That is plain talk....easy to say tough to do!"
Peter further kindled her. My wife was getting angry. She
said,


"No No I know it can be done..kabbadi is not a game of
strength it is a game of tactics!"


Peter then said, "I am challenging you that boys can
never be defeated by girls in kabbadi! If u prove otherwise
I will leave this physical trainer job!" He was almost
shouting. I understood that he was purposely kindling
her. My wife too was very angry. She said,


"Ok I will prove to you!"


Peter immediately seized the initiative. He said,


"OK, we will have a kabbadi match between boys and
girls. Since school management will not like it, we will
have it in my house grounds. Soundarya, you have talked
so much. So you lead the girls team. Let these two girls be
with you. These two boys will be in the boys team. I ma old
. So , Ramesh will be heading the boys team in my place. I am
throwing an open challenge at you! What do u say?"



Since my wife had already spoken too much, she had to agree.
Her ego did not permit her to back off. She agreed. To my surprise,
I found that even Deepthi and Swetha did not offer any resistance.
Since my wife was there, they were confident that nothing
untoward will happen. We fixed Saturday evening as the
time of the match.


The Saturday came. I was waiting for the evening. We then
proceeded directly to Peter’s house. His house was almost
on top of a small hill in Ooty. He had a well maintained garden.
Besides it, there was a basketball court and open ground.
We reached there sharp at five. Peter welcomed us. I found
that the boys Selvin and Ashok had already come and they
were exercising. They were in their shorts and banians.
Both of them were my wife’s students. They wished her. My
wife too wished them . I found that she was getting tensed.
The thought that she had to be in the field along with her
students must have made her feel odd. Deepthi and Swetha
arrived just five minutes after us. They were wearing their
kabbadi team dress which was a short skirt and tops. My wife
and I had brought dresses with us. We went to the change rooms
and changed into dresses suited for the match. I wore shorts
and banian like other boys. But my wife was hesitant to wear
short skirt. So she wore her tracking suit which was a pant
and T shirt. When she stepped out, Peter, Selvin and Ashok
were all surprised as they had always seen her in a sari and
never in such dress. This tracking suit fit closely to her
body and the pant could not hide the fact that she had very
good buttocks. The match started. Peter sat in the chair
at the centre. My wife, Swetha and Deepthi were on one side.



Myself , Selvin and Ashok were on the other. First it was
our turn to go into their territory. We decided to send Selvin.
As selvin went in, I found that the two girls were in one corner
and my wife was on the other. Selvin headed for the girls
straightaway. He tried to touch them. But they were careful.
When Selvin tried to go deep, my wife came from this side.
Selvin escaped from being grabbed by my wife. He returned.
Then Deepthi came inside. Deepthi was short. She was slightly
plump also. Her skirt was rising as she tried to run here
and there and her creamy white thighs flashed. I immediately
got a hard on seeing her thighs close quarters. I wonder
what the boys must have felt. I saw that Selvin too was eying
her plump thighs. Just when it looked Deepthi will return
back, Selvin dived upon her and held her thighs. I could
see the instant reaction of Deepthi. Just as Selvin’s hands
cam in contact with her thighs, she let out a gasp. Selvin
tightened his grip.


Immediately Ashok cam from the other end and he hugged Deepthi
from behind not allowing her to get back. I could distinctly
see his hand brush against her breasts. I too did not want
to miss out on the opportunity . Though it was pretty clear
that Deepthi could not escape these two guys and there was
no need of my help, I too went and caught her other thigh which
was free. Oh, how soft it was. I slowly raised my hands and
my felt up her thighs. It was so soft and fleshy. For Deepthi,
it must have been a first time experience where she had two
guys holding each of her thighs and one guy hugging her from
behind. She let out her breath and Peter declared her out.



The Ashok went in. Ashok again was trying for swetha . Swetha
kept going behind and behind. Ashok followed her. He was
just a foot away from her. He extended his hands to touch
her. Just then my wife came from this side and caught his
thighs. Ashok was really hairy . and he had hairs in his legs
too. My wife caught his thighs . Ashok tried to get out of
her clutches. But by this time , Swetha too hugged him from
front and pulled him towards her. They somehow managed
to bring him down. My wife never left his legs and Swetha
fell flat on Ashok to prevent him from moving. Her breasts
were brushing against his chest. Ashok lost his breath.
He was declared out. So he went out and Deepthi came in. Then,
my wife came in. She tried to get me out by touching me. Just
as she followed me, Selvin cam running from behind and put
both his hands just on her T shirt pressing her boobs. My
god! It was such a rare sight. My wife’s boobs were juggling
in that t shirt and just then Selvin’s hands covered them.
A eightteen year old boy, her own student pressed her boobs
right in front f her husband. My wife even then never gave
her breath. She immediately turned towards him and forcefully
removed his hands. As she tried to touch her line, Selvin
desperately tried to pull her back. He would have touched
her breasts, her stomach etc but my wife proved to be slippery
and she went back successfully and Selvin was out.


I was left alone now. I went in. The two girls clasped their
hands to each other and waited for to come up further. In
my corner of my eyes, I was looking at my wife. I knew that
she will come from behind. Just as my wife started moving
and I got distracted a bit, immediately Deepthi pulled
my legs. I fell down. Within a second both the girls were
over me. Swetha had fallen over me in such a way that her boobs
were just over my face. I could clearly sense Deepthi’s
soft hips over my cock. What a feeling! Two teeny girls over
me. I pretended as though I was trying to escape from them
and just groped my hands as far as possible. I could distinctly
feel my hands grabbing a breast. I did not know whose it was...Deepthi’s
or Swetha’s ...it was soft, round and firm. I also managed
to press some ass cheeks. Since I had pressed two different
types of ass cheeks....one the plumpy one ..must be Deepthi’s
and the other small soft one ...must be Swetha’s...i guessed
I had pressed the buttocks of both the girls. By this time
my wife too joined them and she expertly twisted my arm which
made me lose my breath immediately. I was declared out.
We could not believe it. Within five minutes we had lost
the opening game. It was a best of five. So I came back and
had a short team meeting. Peter also joined us. I could see
that my wife was giving a triumphant smile at Peter.


Peter said aloud, "See boys, the main problem was
you were not agile enough. You did not move fast. I think
there is a problem with your dress. Why don’t you strip of
your shorts and just wear a jaddi. And Ramesh , you are doing
the team no good by wearing that pants which is easy grasp
for the opponents." Immediately all three of us stripped
of our other dresses and we were in just our jaddis. All the
boob touching had given me a big erection and with jaddi
it was fairly obvious to everyone. I saw that the boys too
were having an erection. I noticed that Deepthi was glancing
at my erection and when I looked at her , she glanced away.
The second game started.


Deepthi came in first this time. As soon as she came she came
towards me thinking that I was a sfae bet when compared to
boys. Just as she extended her hands to touch me, I caught
hold of her hands and pulled her to me. She fell on me and both
of us lost balance and fell down. While falling, her face
pressed against me and accidentally our lips touched each
others. Oh, what a sensation it was. She must have just wetted
her lips with her tongue, I guess. Her lips were moist with
saliva and just as her lips brushed against my lips, my lips
too became wet. I fell down and Deepthi fell over me. Immediately
I put my hands underneath and tried to grab her. My hands
touched her thighs. I brought my hand slightly above and
took it up her skirt until my hands rested on her panty just
above her buttocks. I pressed her ass cheeks. As she struggled
to get up, I hugged her buttocks even more tightly and as
she violently moved her head , my lips came in contact with
her lips quite a number of times. By then, Selvin and Ashok
joined . I cud see that they went for her plump breast. They
balled it much to their desire. Though Deepthi lost her
breath, peter delayed giving her out and I kept pressing
her ass and selvin and Ashok kept balling one of her breast
each. When Peter declared her out and she got up and went,
she looked like a girl who had been gang . Selvin went
in and straightaway went for my wife this time. Just when
my wife though he was going back, he turned and hit straight
at her boobs. It was a powerful hit. Straight at the right
boob just over her T shirt. When my wife tried to catch him,
he slipped off and came.


It was left to Swetha to save her team. She walked in. I saw
that by this time both Selvin and Ashoks cocks were tenting
in their jaddis and I was not bad myself. As swetha approached,
she could not take her eyes off our bulging jaddis. She tried
to go back but just as she tuned Ashok pulled her skirt. She
fell down and her skirt was raised up to her panty. What legs
she got...very shapely very model like....I immediately
fell down upon her such that my head just rested over her
panty. I could almost smell her pussy...waw! I moved my
head such that my lips brushed against her thighs. I cud
see that Ashok put his head on her breasts and Selvin fell
over her such that his jaddi was on top of her face with his
cock pressing her face. Swetha surrendered immediately.
Again, seeing our comfortable position where each one
of us had buried our heads into, Peter delayed the call for
a few minutes. We had won the second game. I cud see that my
wife was tensed and she wanted to win anyway. I cud see peter
commenting to the boys,


Well done boys! Un have proved how much superior boys are
to girls.... The dress only made us lose the first game...Once
my boys were in jaddi, the girls had nothing to hold to...and
we could win easily....! " As Peter said this, I cud
see that my wife exchanged glances with the other two girls.
They had a secret discussion. Then my wife came to us. She
looked at Peter and said,


"Last round we had lost because you took the advantage
of our dress. And with u stripping to jaddi u have an unfair
advantage. So we have decided to strip to our underwear.
But I want all this to be highly professional and it should
remain a secret. The girls and myself would not prefer this
news going out. If you promise to keep it secret, we will
play next game in our underwear."


As my wife spoke, I cud see that the boys were almost nodding
even before she cud complete. I agreed. Peter gave a moment
of thought as though he were very professional about the
whole thing and said,


"Every team has the freedom to choose its attire.
After all it’s a private match!"


My wife left. They went behind a tree and when they came out
it was a sight that I can never forget. First Deepthi came
out. She had black bra and black panties. The bra was too
small to cover her plump breasts . It exposed a lot of cleavage.
It was the same with her panties. As she walked, it was evident
that the panties could not fully hide her ass cheeks which
were bulging out. Next Swetha came out. She was wearing
green panty and blue bra. As she was lean, the inner wear
covered her private parts fully but as she was tall, her
legs and thighs were exposed and any one cud shag just seeing
at her legs. Then my wife came out. As the boys were wearing
jaddis the reaction cud be clearly seen. Their cocks gave
a throb just as their chemistry teacher came out in bra and
panty. My wife looked completely different. Soundarya
was wearing a pink colour bra and a matching rose colour
panty. Her thighs were almost like Sridevi’s. Her boobs
were popping out . Her hips were slender like Aishwarya.
And she had a nice protruding ass like Dimple. Even I who
had seen her naked many times and who had screwed her, found
it difficult not to get excited. The boys could not wait
to get into the room and have a go at her. Peter was just licking
his lips looking at my wife’s breasts. The third game started.



First , Ashok went in. More than trying to get them out, I
cud see that he was going deeper and deeper just with the
hope that my wife wud fall on him. When it looked like my wife
was very defensive this time, suddenly Deepthi caught
Ashok’s hips. As he turned , he fell on her. Swetha too fell
upon him. My wife was cautiously keeping away because if
she too touched him and if Ashok escaped the whole team wud
get out. But Ashok pushed the girls and got up. But both the
girls were cringing to him from both sides and pulling him.
There breasts just under their bra were just crashing against
his body. But Ashok was stronger and he was steadily pulling
back and along with both the girls he was approaching the
line. Just when it looked like he would return back, Deepthi
bit his shoulders in desperation. Same time Swetha pulled
him back and Ashok fell down. Still, he tried to creep back.
When there was just a few more yards, my wife took an instant
decision and she dived at him from behind and pulled his
jaddi. Just as she pulled him back, Ashok lost his breath
and Peter declared him out. Next Deepthi came in. As she
neared Selvin, Selvin hugged her tightly but she slipped
off and went back. I was left alone. I went in. Once I eached
the middle, both the girls dived on me. As I tried to slip
off, Deepthi pulled at my jaddi. I tried to wriggle away
but Swetha bit my face. I guessed that they were now desperate
to win and violent. Still it felt good that her teeth pressed
against my face. I cud sense the wetness in my face due to
her saliva. I lost my breath and before Peter cud blow the
whistle, I took revenge and took a bite at Swetha’s face.
As the whistle blew, I took out my teeth and I gently brushed
my lips against her tender cheeks. I found that she was shyly
wiping my bite mark in her face as I walked out. We had lost
the third game.


Peter called us and started counseling. He said,


" They are conveniently pulling your jaddi’s . Why
don’t u remove ur jaddis?" since Peter was talking
quite loudly, I cud hear the girl let out a gasp. My wife came
to us. By then, already Ashok had removed his jaddi and his
cock which was a good 10 inch popped out like a snake. As my
wife came to talk to Peter, I found her eyes fixed on the ten
inch cock of Ashok. She said,


"Peter, let us not stretch beyond a point....why
do u want to strip totally?"


Peter answered coolly,


"Just last round , I allowed u to choose ur attire.
So I don’t see anything wrong in this. We promise to be professional."
Just as he was talking, Selvin removed his underwear and
my wife who was about to answer Peter stopped short. Her
eyes were glued to Selvin’s cock. It was almost 11 inches
and it was circumcised in the edge having a nice pink end.
I cud see my wife involuntarily lick her lips. She dint say
anything and went back. After a minute of consultation
with teammates she came back. Knowing how orthodox my wife
was, I was sure that she was going to call it quits. Soundarya
came to us and said, Ok, We agree for the boys team to strip.
But we don’t want to give them any undue advantage. So, we
have also planned to strip totally. But again, we want the
whole thing to be professional. Remember that it is just
a game!"


My heart skipped a beat. I reluctantly pulled out of my jaddi
and stood naked. Within minutes all three girls striped
themselves of their bra and panties. They did not even bother
to go under the tree this time. Deepthi had pink nipples.
Her cunt was fully shaven and looked like a bun. Swetha had
brown nipples. She must not have shaven her cunt for more
than months. Her cunt was very hairy. My wife had big black
nipples which were erect. I thought that this must be due
to seeing the boys’ cocks. Her cunt had a bush of hair which
was well trimmed. The fourth round started.


First Deepthi came in. Once she was about a feet from the
boys, Selvin cud not control himself and he jumped at her.
I cud see that his hands were groping her buttocks. As he
held her, I stepped in and caught hold of her from behind.
I wanted to take maximum advantage. I kept one hand over
her naked breast and my other hand on her shaved cunt. My
erect cock was pressing against her ass and Selvin’s hands.
But Deepthi did not give her breath. I gently rolled her
nipples in my hand. This time she let out a gasp and stopped
telling "kabbadi". Peter declared her out
but not before I rolled her right nipple and Selvin kept
his face against her plump breasts.


This time for a change I went in first for my team. I focused
on Swetha. As I touched her breasts and turned to return,
she dived on me and we both fell. Swetha’s face was just next
to my cock. I tried to turn but my wife fell upon the top portion
of my body and I had to lie facing upward. Still, I tried to
crawl my legs upward. And naturally, I was stronger and
pulling them both towards the line. At this point, Swetha
did an unexpected thing..without anything to hold on to,
She caught hold of my cock. As the hands of this teenage schoolgirl
covered my cock, my cock stiffened. But I dint give up. I
kep on crawling. I also pushed her hands and held them back.
Swetha saw that I was nearing the line and her hands were
also held by me. She did an unexpected thing then....She
put her mouth over my cock and pulled my cock with her mouth
hoping to pull me back.. As I sensed the warmness of her mouth
on my cock, I knew that she was desperate. I wanted to extend
this blissful moment.


So, I held my breath and kept telling kabbadi kabbadi. Swetha
was sucking my cock violently. My wife who was lying on top
of me saw this but she too did not resist. She also wanted
to win desperately. After four five sucks, I gave in and
let my breath out.


My wife went in. The boys were eager to have her inside the
line. Once she crossed the line, immediately Selvin pulled
her down. Ashok was bolder and after seeing Swetha suck
my cock, they knew that anything was Ok now. So as my wife
tried to wriggle out from them, each of them started sucking
each boob. My wife still kept telling kabbadi kabbadi.
Ashok licked her big black nipples and gently bit it. My
wife dint give in. Selvin licked her breast and went down
and started licking her cunt. He forcefully spread her
legs and put his tongue into his chemistry teachers cunt.
My wife did not stop telling kabbadi. Hi bit her thighs.
He slightly turned her and bit her buttocks. But my wife
wud not stop. Ashok went up and positioned his dick just
above her mouth and just when she opened her mouth to tell
kabbadi, he inserted his cock into her mouth. My wife , with
a 12 inch cock in her mouth still managed to say kabbadi.
Peter neared them and he had to kneel down to hear her kabbadis
as they were coming very faintly with a cock in her mouth.
As he kneeled next to her , I cud see that he casually put a
hand on her breast and felt her up. Ashok started moving
his cock slowly at first and then rhythmically in a fucking
motion and he was mouth fucking my wife. Selvin was deeply
licking her cunt and just then I noticed a strange thing.
Since both the boys were busy licking and mouth fucking
my wife, they were not holding her now and if my wife desired
she cud easily move out. But she was lying there allowing
herself to be mouth fucked and her cunt to be licked. Peter
too understood this. He signaled to Selvin and Selvin quickly
mounted his cock into her cunt and started fucking her.
My wife stopped telling kabbadis but never got up. Selvin’s
14 inch cock was pumping her furiously now. Just as it looked
like my wife was going to come, Peter suddenly blew the whistle
and declared her out. The boys as if on cue tried to get up.
My wife who was blissfully enjoying 2 cocks of teenage boys
did not understand what was happening. As the boys were
getting up, she looked around. She realized the situation.
She then did an unexpected thing. She pulled back Selvin
and made him fall on top of her. She pressed his buttocks.
Selvin acted as though he did not understand...My wife
kept pressing his cock and rubbing it against her wet cunt
which was oozing now. But Selvin acted innocent and asked...What
do u want Madam?"


My wife with her eyes half closed said, "Do it!"



"What Madam?"


she was getting impatient. She wanted his cock inside her
cunt very badly. She said,


"Put it in!"


" Put what ?’ he asked.


She became restless now.


She caught hold of his cock by her hands and put it inside
her cunt and said,


"Bloody idiot, fuck me fuck me like u did just now...come
on pump the cunt of your Madam!"


Selvin was encouraged and he mounted her again. He kissed
her lips. My wife extended her tongue and played with his.
He fucked her like a machine.


I looked at the two teenage girls who were standing naked
next to me. They were keenly watching my wife getting fucked
by the boys. I went near Deepthi and put my hand on her breast.
She did not resist. I kissed her and she responded with her
pink tongue. As I was kissing her and pressing her boobs,
I felt a hand on my cock. I saw that it was Swetha. She was rubbing
my cock with her hands. She looked at my cock and was licking
her lips. I turned to her and said,


"Suck me!"


As if obeying orders, she immediately knelt before me and
took my cock in her mouth. For a starter she sucked well.
As she sucked I licked Deepthi’s breasts. I took one breast
at a time and tried to put it fully in my mouth. She said,


"Ahhhhhhh Ramesh Master.....i am feeling wet there!"



She took my hands and placed it on her shaved pussy. By this
time Swetha had sucked me hard and my cock was in full temper.
It was wet with Swetha’s saliva too. I made Deepthi lie down
and inserted my cock into her cunt. Since she was a virgin,
it was difficult. But the lubrication created by Deepthi’s
cunt juices and Sweth’s saliva was helpful and I was able
to penetrate her.


"Aahhhhhhhh" she said.


I started slowly and pumped her. I pulled Swetha to my side
abd kneaded her nipples. I sucked on them while I fucked
Deepthi. I cud also see that Selvin was violently fucking
my wife now.


"Faster , you bastard, pump it in don’t stop"
mY wife was in full command. She turned to Ashok and pulled
his dick to her mouth. She lashed at it with her tongue. After
making it sufficiently wet, she said,


"Fuck me!"


Ashok who was completely new wondered where to fuck as Selvin
was pumping the single hole that he knew of. My wife became
impatient. She tilted to one side without letting Selvin
take out his cock from her cunt and showed her plump buttocks
to Ashok. She rubbed her hand on her buttocks as if to signal
him. But Ashok did not understand.


"Fuck my ass.... u asshole " finally she told
openly. Ashok slid his cock into her ass. As selvin thrust
from one side into her cunt, Ashok thrust from behind into
her ass.


"Aaahhhhhhhh that’s good...Ashok....u cunt licking
bastard...dont stop.....Selvin..My boob sucker keep
the tempo...ya right there....bloody...fuck....ahhhhhhhh
......ya ..drill my ass....u bastard...."


here, I was pumping my heart out into Deepthi’s cunt. Swetha
got up and sat near my face pointing her cunt to me . I licked
it. I put my tongue deep into her. She closed her eyes and
enjoyed it..


"Master.....ummmmmm lick more...deeply....aahhhhhhh"



as I licked I pumped faster.


Deepthi yelled...


"Master, I am coming.....ahhhhhhh don’t stop.....keep
fucking......ooooooooohhhhhhhh"


As I was nearing to come myself, I got up from Deepthi and
mounted Swetha...She spread her legs wide to accommodate
me. I started fucking her.


I turned to Deepthi and said....


"Go behind and lick my ass" She went and started
licking mu ass. Her small tongue entering my ass felt good....!



I was nearing to come. Swetha too was moaning loudly now...



"Ahhhhh Master....It feels so good...**** cock
in my cunt.....Ohhhh great.....yaa....Ahhhhhhhhh"



I kissed her lips and bit them as I came with a shudder....



"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"


My wife was still not through and now I cud see Peter mounting
her with both the boys after having safely deposited their
cum into my wife’s two holes were sucking her breast.


The sixty year old man who was sent out of the house last week
by my holy virtuous orthodox wife was happily fucking her.



"Ahhhhhhh Peter....Thats it.....U r great...Those
young fuckers were kids....U know how to fuck oldy.....Haaaaaaaaaa
I am coming"she was yelling....

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