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From: Matt Madhav <madhav300@yahoo.com>
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Subject: {ASSM} NEW: Kavita Learns a Lesson (MMF, wife, interr, humil, reluc, indian)
Date: Fri, 25 Jul 2003 07:10:02 -0400
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Kavita Learns A Lesson
by madhav (c)

My name is Kavita and I am a young Asian Indian
housewife living in California. I have been told that
I have a very sexy body. My husband Sanjay loves to
display my legs and my shapely boobs to his friends
and in public. I am deeply in love with my husband.
Like a good Indian wife, I very rarely have the
courage to disobey him. Sanjay knows my weakness very
well and freely takes advantage of the situation. We
have only been married for a couple of years, and I
have always been a devoted wife. Sanjay is a good
husband, a good provider and very generous in giving
me gifts and letting me buy the clothes and jewelry
that I want. In return, I have to sometimes indulge
him by doing various things that turn him on. When we
are not in company of conservative friends, he makes
me wear revealing clothes where my young body is
exhibited as much as possible, even occasionally
crossing the line of obscenity. He also has told me to
buy short skirts, see-through blouses, push-up bras,
skimpy panties and other sexy lingerie. I love to wear
both western style clothes and traditional Indian
clothes like saris. When I wear skirts and dresses,
Sanjay allows me to wear only a tiny string bikini or
thong panties so that if anybody happens to get a peek
under my skirt, he will have an eyeful. He also wants
me to keep my pussy shaved at all times. I know this
sounds restrictive, but like I said, I am in love with
him, and being his wife, I trust his judgment on what
I should wear and how I behave in public.

On our last vacation we went to Las Vegas and stayed
in a posh hotel/casino on the strip. Sanjay's
colleague from work, Nick, was also in Las Vegas at
the time. They planned the vacation together so that
they could gamble at the casinos together. Sanjay and
Nick work at the same company, and they also hang out
together a lot, playing golf and going out for drinks
after work often. Nick was staying in the same hotel,
and on the same floor as us. 

Nick is an Italian-American guy originally from New
York. He is a divorcee and is about ten years older
than Sanjay. Nick was a frequent visitor at our house,
but I never liked him because he always seemed very
cocky and full of himself. He would often give me
lecherous looks. Whenever he came to our house, he
would always hug me longer than normal and he would
always try to move his hands on my back way down like
he is trying to grab my butt. He also swears a lot and
uses very crude language. I think he is a bad
influence on Sanjay. Sanjay seems to think he is a
great guy, however. Every time Nick has dinner with
us, Sanjay always makes me wear an Indian blouse-sari
set because Nick says that he likes to see me in a
sari. I have to wear a very small, tight Indian blouse
of thin material so that curves of my boobs are
clearly visible. All my blouses are cut low in the
back and front so my back is bare and my cleavage
shows in front. Sanjay makes me tie my sari so low
that it is always below my belly button. Also, I am
only allowed to wear a thin white bra so that my
nipples are clearly visible through the material.
Every time I serve Nick drinks, I have to bend down in
front of him, and my sari would slide down from my
shoulder giving Nick a clear view of my boobs. 

I complained to Sanjay many times and asked him not to
make me wear sexy clothes in front of Nick but he does
not listen to me. As a result, every time Nick is in
our house, he always tries to undress me with his
eyes. Many times I complained to Sanjay that Nick
looks at me with lusty eyes and I don't like him. He
always replied that I should treat it like he is just
paying me a compliment and I should be grateful. He
would ask, "Besides, Nick is a single guy, so what's
the harm in letting him enjoy looking at your hot sexy
body?" I am a sucker for flattery, and I generally get
excited hearing this from my husband, so I never
seriously objected to Nick's lusting for my body.
Also, I have to admit that Nick is kind of
good-looking, with a good athletic build, so it was
kind of flattering to know that he liked my looks.

Anyway, here we were in Vegas and Sanjay called Nick
and told him to meet us at the Blackjack tables area
after dinner. Sanjay told me that he wanted me to
stand out among the crowd in the casino, so he told me
to wear a green sari with a matching sleeveless
blouse. The blouse was made of very thin material and
had three buttons in the front. It was cut so deep and
tight that my boobs thrust out very clearly, and
nearly half of my boobs were visible. I carefully
covered my boobs with my sari. Sanjay told me to tie
my sari way low so that most of my torso would be
bare. He also told me to wear my 4-inch black stiletto
heels. They weren't very comfortable, but he said they
made my ass wiggle very provocatively when I walked.
It was a very warm day, so I didn't wear any
stockings, but wore just a pair of thong panties. I
knew Nick was going to have fun looking me over, but
heck I was with my husband so I did not care. 

Nick came down the same time as we did, and just like
I thought, his eyes bulged when he saw my outfit. Lots
of other guys at the casino were also giving me looks,
but I did not care. Sanjay bought me a margarita and
he and Nick started playing. I was watching the game
and enjoying the drink. I have to admit that I have a
weakness for margaritas; I cannot say no to them.
Sanjay knows this but he kept buying me more. By 10
O'clock in the night, I had finished my third
margarita and was feeling very drunk. Also, all those
margaritas were making me want to pee. I tried to go
to the restroom, but when I tried to get up from my
seat, I realized I was far too drunk to walk straight,
especially with my heels on. I waited for some more
time until I couldn't bear it any more. Finally when
Sanjay came over to talk to me, I whispered in his
ear, "Honey I need to go pee."

"Then go" Sanjay said. I said, "I am too drunk, please
take me to the restroom." Sanjay was enjoying the
game, so he got a little irritated. In my drunken
state, I heard Sanjay say in a rather loud voice,
"Kavita, I can't leave now, I am in the middle of a
game here." Nick asked Sanjay, "What's the matter
Sanjay?" Sanjay said loudly, "She needs to go pee but
I can't leave the game now." I felt so embarrassed
that Nick and others at the table knew about my full
bladder. Nick said "No problem. I will help her out,
if you don't mind?" Sanjay said, "Of course not, But
she is too drunk. I don't think she can go to the
ladies room by herself." Nick said " No problem, she
can use my room." Sanjay said, "Okay, just take care
of her while I finish the game."

Next thing I remember, Nick was grabbing my arm and
lifting me from my seat. As soon as I stood up, I
realized I had no strength to walk straight and felt I
may fall down unless I hold on to something. I must
have grabbed Nick's shoulder. I thought I saw a big
smile on Nick's face. Like I told you, I did not like
this guy at all, but here I was helpless. So I grabbed
his arm and shoulder tightly with my hand so I would
not fall. Nick put an arm around my waist and pulled
me to him so that my body was touching his body. For
safety, I had to cling to him. You know I am a good
Indian wife and I would never cheat on my husband so I
was very careful to avoid too much body contact.

As he was dragging me to the elevator, I distinctly
remember his hand grabbing my butt. At that time, I
did not see any harm in that. After all, the guy left
his game for me, so I thought he deserved to have some
fun. I remember Nick pressing the elevator button and
we had to wait several minutes for the elevator. While
we waited, I tried to take off my heels but Nick told
me firmly to keep them on. I think he was enjoying my
discomfort. I had a feeling that till I go back to my
husband I would be at his mercy. And I was correct.
Next thing I remember was that my head was buried in
Nick's chest and my eyes were closed. He hugged and
held me tight, with every inch of my body touching his
body. He was massaging my back and occasionally my
butt. I could feel his erect cock touching my stomach
through my sari. My bladder was getting fuller and I
started to worry about peeing before we got to Nick's
room. I wrapped my hands around his waist for support
and my boobs were pressed up against him. I was very
much in a drunken haze, so I am not sure when the
elevator door opened because my head was buried in his
chest and he was holding and massaging my buttocks. I
can not tell you if any one saw us in that state or if
anyone came out of the elevators but I remember that
we were alone in the elevator as the doors were
closing. 

As I was getting into the elevator, I tripped on my
sari and I almost fell, but Nick grabbed me roughly by
my hands and brought me back up. In my drunken state,
my sari's folds were getting undone and I was in no
position to put them back on. As soon as the elevator
doors closed, Nick made me stand up by the side of the
elevator so that his hands were free. Then he pulled
on my sari and started taking it off. I was taken
aback by this and I could hear myself mumbling meekly,
"Nick please do not do this. Nick why are you doing
this? Nick, please someone will come, I am feeling so
ashamed." Nick said firmly, "Kavita, I do not want you
to trip on your sari anymore, so it is better to take
it off for your own safety. Besides, you need to pee
very soon, so we need to take it off anyway. I don't
want you to pee on your sari and ruin it." I had no
resistance left in me. I begged him, "Nick, can you do
it in your room? Please, I am feeling very shy. Don't
take my sari off here. Someone may come." 

Nick ignored my pleas, "Oh! Come on Kavita, it is late
at night. No one is going to come, trust me." He
raised both my hands above my head and pinned them
firmly with one hand. With his other hand, he pulled
on my green sari till it was just a pile of cloth at
my feet. Now, I was standing in the elevator in my
thin blouse and matching green petticoat. He looked me
up and down and grinned while still holding up my
hands. I was so ashamed to have this rotten guy take
advantage of me, but there was nothing I could do.
After all, he was my husband's friend. Then he pulled
on the thread holding my petticoat. Pretty soon, my
petticoat was also on the floor leaving me with just
my thong panties from below my waist. My panties were
so tiny that it must have left almost nothing to his
imagination. I knew he must have had fun looking at my
pubic muff visible though my panties.

To my horror, the elevator door then opened and two
men got in. I think I shrieked, which made the
situation worse. I flung my nearly nude body at Nick
and clung to him and buried my face in his chest
asking him to please cover me so that I will not have
to face them. He obliged me gladly with his hands now
on my totally naked buttocks. They were a couple of
guys from the hotel security staff and they asked Nick
if everything is all right. Nick told them that
everything is okay, except that I had too much to
drink and peed in my clothes so he had to take them
off. I was so embarrassed. The guys must have assumed
that I was Nick's girlfriend. One of the guys then
asked me, "Ma'am, are you alright?" To add to my
embarrassment, Nick made me turn around to face the
guys and tell them that I was okay. They seemed very
amused by my predicament. I promptly turned back and
again buried my face in Nick's chest. I was sure that
the men were staring at my bare buttocks, but Nick did
nothing to cover me up. I had to stay pressed against
this guy that I hated for the next few floors, while
he was fondling my buttocks and showing me of to other
two men. I could feel his cock on my stomach. All
three males in the elevators were smiling and
exchanging glances. 

I was feeling so humiliated that I decided to close my
eyes, which relaxed me. I said to myself: "This is a
bad dream, these men would disappear. If I don't see
them they don't see me." Finally, our floor came and
Nick dragged me out of the elevator virtually lifting
me because I was clinging to him so closely. We were
in the hallway with rooms on both sides. The hall was
empty and nobody was in sight. He left me standing
against the wall and then took his time folding my
sari and petticoat neatly. It seemed to take forever,
and I was so worried that some other hotel guests will
see me in this state. After he was done, he grabbed my
arm and started to unbutton my tiny sleeveless blouse.
Being the faithful wife that I am, I protested, "Nick,
please don't do this." He responded by ignoring me and
opening all the buttons on my blouse, and then took
off my blouse completely. He probably had a clear view
of my boobs popping out of my black push-up bra.  I
did not say a word. Now I felt so exposed with my
boobs spilling out of my bra. He folded my blouse and
kept it with my sari. I did not have pantyhose or
stockings, and I felt so naked wearing just my lacy
black bra, matching thong panties and stiletto heels.
He then made me walk slowly past several rooms. I
could hear people talking inside the rooms and I was
so afraid that somebody would come out and see me. 

We finally reached Nick's room. Nick took his time
opening the door. Finally I was inside the room. In my
drunken condition, I tried to console myself, "Okay,
that is it, he cannot do much now. He has had his
fun." I rushed towards his bathroom because I wanted
to pee so badly. Nick stopped me, "Not so fast,
Kavita." I begged, "Nick, please I have to go pee, can
I go to the bathroom?" Nick grinned wickedly, "Yes
Kavita, you can. But first, take off your panties. I
don't want you to ruin your panties." I pleaded, "Can
I do it in the bathroom?" Nick would have none of it,
"Oh come on, you are a big girl, don't be shy, give me
your panties." I felt I had no choice but to obey him,
which I did. I bent over and pulled my panties down,
In the process, I almost fell down but thanks to Nick
who held me forcefully I was able to take off my
panties without collapsing. He then said, "Why don't
you take off your bra as well. I am going to put you
to bed here. You are in no position to go back to your
husband now." I hesitated, but he made me unhook the
snaps of my bra and give it to him. I was now fully
naked, except for my heels and jewelry, and I
discovered to my shock that he had left his room door
wide open, so anyone who passed by had a great view of
me in my birthday suit. I again tried to go to the
bathroom, but he made me wait for several more minutes
while he arranged my undergarments and put them with
my other clothes and placed them in his closet.

Finally, when I thought I couldn't hold it any more,
Nick took me to the toilet and made me sit on the
seat. I said, "You can leave now." Nick wasn't going
to leave. "I think I will stay, I'm not taking chances
in your state," Nick said. "I told Sanjay I will take
care of you," he added. At that time I did not care, I
had to go then, so I peed right in front of Nick. As I
was peeing, Nick spread my knees apart to examine my
hairless pussy closely and smiled. I had never been so
embarrassed in my life. When I was done, he took some
toilet paper and wiped my pussy clean. He then took me
to the bedroom and said, "I don't think I will take
you back to your husband now, Kavita. You can sleep in
my bed." He added, "I don't have any pajamas, so just
sleep naked." He then asked me, "Are you sure you
stopped peeing? Your pussy still seems wet." I was so
ashamed. I said, "No, I am okay." He said "Kavita, lie
down on the bed and spread your legs. I want to make
sure that you are dry. I don't want you to wet my
bed." I didn't know what to say. I was just feeling
dizzy. He eased me onto the bed. I closed my eyes and
spread my legs so he could examine my pussy. I never
thought that I would be naked in front of Nick and
allow him to look at my bare pussy. By this time I
realized that I was totally at his mercy and I better
obey what he says. I do not remember what Nick was
doing in my pussy. I think he was massaging my clit
and putting his fingers in my hole. I think all that
alcohol had made me a little horny. I must have been
moaning a little in my drunken state because Nick knew
I was now his sex toy. I only remember that I was
feeling great, and I was feeling my pussy getting wet,
but then I don't remember what happened. I think I
passed out or drifted off to sleep.

When I woke up, I had no idea where I was. Since
Nick's hotel room was identical to ours, I thought
that I was in our room. I was so glad to see Sanjay at
my side. I threw myself against him and said, "Oh
Sanjay, thank God you are back. I am so ashamed. That
bastard Nick took off my clothes and humiliated me."
Little did I know that Nick was sitting on the couch
hearing all this. I was dismayed to see Sanjay
suddenly become angry with me. He said in a raised
voice, "Kavita, I don't know what you are talking
about. Nick here has been so nice to you. It's not his
fault that you got drunk and peed all over yourself.
He left the game to take care of you. He has even put
you to bed so that you will be safe. I think you owe
him an apology." When I realized I had made a big
mistake and angered both of them, I started crying.
Sanjay would have none of that. He said, "Kavita, stop
your silliness right now, and go apologize to Nick." I
didn't know what to say, so I wiped my tears and got
up. I realized then that I was buck-naked. I pleaded
with Sanjay, "Please, can I get some clothes or a
blanket to cover up?" Sanjay was still furious. "No,
Nick has already seen you naked, so what are you so
embarrassed about?" I had no choice but to go over to
Nick, who was grinning widely. I was so mad at him
that I wanted to hit him, but instead I hugged him and
said in a meek voice, "Nick, I am so sorry, can you
forgive me?" He was really enjoying this. "Okay
Kavita, I will forgive you, but how are you going to
make it up to me for what you just said?" I was
confused and looked at Sanjay because I had no idea
what he meant. Sanjay then said, "Nick's right Kavita,
I think he deserves something in return for what he
did for you. I'll tell you what; I want to go back to
the tables to play a couple more rounds. Why don't you
stay here with Nick and do what he says? I'll be back
in an hour." I couldn't believe what he was saying.
The last thing I wanted was to be left alone with Nick
again. But I didn't want to upset Sanjay, so I agreed.
Sanjay smiled, kissed me and left. He winked at me as
he was leaving and said, "Now be a good girl and make
sure that you are nice to Nick, Okay?" I was so afraid
to see him leave, because I had no idea what Nick was
going to do to me.

As soon as Sanjay left, Nick closed the door, grabbed
me by the arm and said, "You have such a smart mouth,
don't you? Well, let's see what else you've got." He
had such a wicked grin on his face, I knew I was in
trouble. He eyed me, standing barefoot with not a
stitch to cover me, from my head to my toes. I am sure
he liked what he saw. He said, "Kavita, I want you to
spread your legs wide apart." I nervously did as I was
told. He continued, "Very good, now bend over and
touch the floor, and hold the position until I tell
you, okay?"

"Oh my god," I thought to myself, "This is going to be
worse than I thought." But I had no choice, so I
obeyed him. He walked around me, examining me from
every angle. I knew that he had a really obscene view
of my pussy and butt from behind, and I was so ashamed
of myself. He ran his disgusting hands all over my
butt and between my legs, feeling up every nook and
corner. Although I was dying of shame, I had to admit
that his fingers felt pretty good when he rubbed my
pussy and clit. I squirmed and struggled hard to stay
in position while he poked his disgusting fingers
everywhere from behind me. He then stood up and rubbed
his crotch on my butt, and then leaned over and
grabbed my boobs and played with them. He cupped them
in each hand roughly and tweaked my nipples hard with
his fingers. I always liked having my nipples played
with, so I had to suppress a moan to make sure that he
didn't think I was enjoying it.

Finally he let me stand up straight and faced me. Then
he said, "Well, Kavita, I think you need to learn to
have some respect for your husband's friends, don't
you think?" I didn't know what to say, so I just
nodded meekly. He switched on the TV and grabbed a
beer from the mini-bar. He then sat on the couch, took
off his shoes and socks, and started unbuttoning his
jeans. He grabbed his crotch obscenely and grinned at
me, "Honey, why don't you come over here and have a
taste of this?" I was disgusted. He wanted to drink a
beer and watch TV while I sucked his cock! There was
no way I was going to degrade myself this way. But
then I remembered what Sanjay had told me before he
left, and I was not so sure. Nick got out of his jeans
and then started taking off his underwear. I knew Nick
was serious, so I dared not to anger him again. Nick
saw my hesitation and said, "Hey baby, you don't have
to act so innocent. I know how much you like to suck
cock." I was mortified when I realized that Sanjay
must have told him that about me. It was true that
ever since Sanjay taught me to give him a blowjob
during our honeymoon, I had always enjoyed doing it
for him. Whenever Sanjay wanted me to suck him, which
was often, I always obliged him like a devoted wife. 

Nick was showing signs of impatience. I figured I had
no choice so I knelt down in front of Nick. It was so
humiliating to have to kneel down naked in front of
Nick who I detested so much. Although I was so mad at
him, I could not take my eyes off his cock, which was
so erect it looked like it was about to burst. I had
never seen any other cock except my husband's, so I
was fascinated. His cock was longer and thicker than
my husband's. It looked very different from my
husband's cock. I later realized that it was because
he was circumsized, and his white skin made it look
very exotic to me. I also noticed that Nick had strong
muscular legs and a tight abdomen. I knew he lifted
weights regularly, so I was not surprised. He brought
his cock towards my mouth and said, "Kavita, now be a
nice girl and open your mouth." I figured I was going
to have to do this anyway, so I might as well do a
good job. At least that way, he won't be so angry with
me. I held his cock with my left hand, and took the
head of his cock into my mouth. His cock was so thick
I could barely wrap my fingers around it. I had to
admit that his cock felt nice and warm in my mouth. I
instinctively wrapped my lips tightly against the head
of his cock and started bobbing up and down, like
Sanjay had taught me. Nick sat back on the couch and
sipped his beer, and started flipping channels on the
TV without paying too much attention to me.

Nick would look at me once in a while and seemed very
pleased with what I was doing with my mouth. He would
occasionally run his fingers over my hair and face and
say disgusting things like, "That's my girl" and "Oh
baby, suck it hard." I took his cock into my mouth as
deeply as I could while also stroking him up and down
with my right hand, and started caressing his balls
with my other hand. When I gave Sanjay blowjobs, he
would usually come within a couple of minutes. But
Nick did not seem to be in any hurry to come, so I had
to work extra hard to stimulate him. I knew I was
doing a good job, and that he was really enjoying it.
I was starting to like the feel of his cock throbbing
in my mouth but I tried not to appear too eager. Nick
would make me stop every once in a while and tell me
to lick the underside of his cock, or to take his
balls into my mouth, or to flick my tongue across the
head of his cock. I was determined to please him, so I
obliged willingly. 

After about half an hour, my mouth and jaw were
starting to get sore. I could feel his cock throbbing
hard and I knew he was about to come. Sanjay always
liked me to swallow when he came in my mouth, and I
figured that Nick would probably like the same. Nick
finally grunted loudly and started squirting his come
in large spurts into my mouth. I tried hard to keep my
lips wrapped around his cock and swallowed hard so I
wouldn't have to taste his cum in my mouth for very
long, but he came so much that some of it dripped down
my chin. Nick made me lick his cock clean, and I
swallowed the last drop of cum from his cock. He
seemed very pleased with me, and said, "Baby, that was
awesome. I never believed Sanjay when he said what a
fine cocksucker you are." I didn't know whether to be
flattered or ashamed, so I just smiled shyly.

I figured that Nick finally got what he wanted, so I
asked him sweetly if I could have my clothes back. He
wasn't going to be that easy. He said, "Kavita, you
must be kidding if you think I'm not going to have a
feel of that fine pussy of yours." I couldn't believe
that he was actually going to fuck me. I never thought
that Sanjay would let him do that to me. Nick was
slowly stroking his cock, which had gone soft, and was
now getting hard again. He made me get down on all
fours on the floor, and spread my knees widely and had
me place my face on the floor till my butt was
sticking up in the air. He knelt behind me and felt me
up again and inserted a finger into my pussy, which
was dripping wet. I couldn't believe that I had gotten
so wet. Usually I would get horny while blowing Sanjay
and soak my panties. Since I wasn't wearing anything
now, my juices were starting to drip down my legs. I
guess the effect of alcohol together with the feel of
Nick's cock in my mouth had made me quite horny. I was
so ashamed that Nick found out. He said, "Boy, you are
leaking like a faucet. You are one horny slut, aren't
you? I'm sure what you really need now is a good, hard
fucking, and guess what, that's what I'm going to give
you, so get ready."

I was so humiliated that he was talking to me like
this and that he was going to take me in this most
humiliating position. He spread my knees even wider
apart and thrust his cock into me steadily until it
was all the way in. His cock felt so big inside me
that I could feel my pussy getting stretched around
it. It felt wonderful to have my pussy filled so
completely, but I was determined not to let him know
that I was enjoying it. He said, "Oh baby, you have
such a tight cunt. I'm sure you like my cock in your
cunt, don't you?" I didn't say a word. He started
pounding into me with a steady rhythm. He grabbed my
waist firmly and rocked my ass back against him as he
thrust into me, until we were rocking together in
rhythm. He kept going and I was getting breathless and
started panting. Every few minutes he would pause and
spank my butt with the palm of his hand so hard that I
would cry out in pain. He'd yell, "You slut, this
ought to teach you a lesson." He continued pounding
into me until I started to feel a familiar tingling in
my loins and felt my orgasm building inside me. 

Despite myself, I moaned loudly as I came. Nick kept
up his rhythm and he pounded into me hard even as I
moaned loudly. I still had some effect of the alcohol
in me and I felt lightheaded. Nick seemed to have
great stamina and he kept going until he made me come
two more times. Each time I moaned and screamed loudly
and it only seemed to encourage him even more to fuck
me harder. Finally I had no strength left in me to
rock back against him, and I collapsed on the floor.
Nick them rolled me onto my back, held one of my legs
up with his hand, and continued to fuck me vigorously.
Finally when he was about to come, he pulled out of me
and knelt over me to straddle my body and kept
stroking his cock just inches away from my face. In my
ultimate humiliation, he finally ejaculated all over
my face, even squirting his cum on my eyes, hair and
ears. When he was done coming, he made me open my
mouth and lick him clean for the second time. This
time he inserted his cock deep into my mouth until I
felt it back in my throat and I started gagging. I
could taste my own pussy juice on his cock, and I
cleaned him completely. He left me on the floor for
some more time with my face covered with his cum. He
had a smug look on his face and I knew he enjoyed
humiliating me completely. He put his clothes back on
and finished his beer and only then let me go to the
bathroom to clean up.

When I came out, Sanjay was back and he and Nick were
talking and laughing excitedly. I was sure they were
talking about me. Sanjay hugged me and said, "Hey
sweetie, Nick tells me that that you've been a really
good girl. I'm so proud of you." I cringed when I saw
Nick grinning from ear to ear. I was still naked. Nick
gave my clothes to Sanjay, except for my thong
panties, which he wanted to keep as a souvenir. Sanjay
let him keep it, but only after he and Nick took turns
smelling my panties to see if I had really peed in it.
I was so ashamed. Sanjay borrowed one of Nick's shirts
to cover me up. He made me kiss Nick good night and
took me back to our room wearing just the shirt and my
heels. 

When we got back, Sanjay seemed hornier than he had
been in a long time. He promptly took off his clothes
and my shirt and fucked me right there on the couch.
As he was fucking me he said, "Kavita, you should be
really proud. Nick said that you are the best fuck
he's ever had, and you know that he has fucked dozens
of girls." I was embarrassed and flattered at the same
time. With that he came hard, pumping his cum into my
pussy.

We left Vegas the next morning and I didn't see Nick
until the next week, when he came over to hang out
with Sanjay. He flashed me a knowing smile when he saw
me and I was so embarrassed I couldn't look him in the
eye. Whenever I saw him later, I was reminded of how
he humiliated me, but since I had learned my lesson, I
always treated him warmly and with respect.



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