Part F 
Raj Finally Gets to Enjoy His Sister-In-Law
24 June, 00

Dear Joan,
Hi! This is Raj. Let me reply to your letter dated 17 June and the "feelings" issue. I think you are right about the fact that I fantasized for "too long". It was nearly ten years before India did it. I also agree that I had "specific notions" ingrained in my brain, which perhaps prevented me from getting spontaneous erections, even in such a highly sex-charged situation.

Even now, after our experiences with 36 partners, sometimes I have problems with erections.  I guess you could call it performance anxiety. Then, when my wife and I are alone, I am rock hard. As for India, it turns her on, to see me fuck another woman.

As for your comments about me dipping into another lady, we have had a few 
foursomes, with other couples. Out of the 36 different men India has fucked so far, 25 have been in MFM threesomes and 11 men have been in swaps with 
couples. 

The pattern of swaps is, one third of the MFM threesomes. However this figure of 36 does not include the masseurs, that India has fooled around with on mini vacations, nor does it include the first three men, with whom we/she had non-penetrative fun -- until we met Martin. I must add, that with many of these partners we have had numerous sex sessions.

Since that first time with Don and Martina, whenever we swap with another 
couple, we make two requests. The first is that we want only same bed swaps. 
Secondly, as both of us are voyeurs, we request that both pairs should not fuck simultaneously. While one pair screws, the other pair watches and lends a helping hand (or mouth) to the two who are fucking. If the other guy and India are fucking, the guy's wife and I just cuddle and fondle each other as well as touch/play with India and the guy. We fuck only after the man and India have finished. This has worked out quite well for us.

In some ways, I regret interfering with India's flow of events on our first two trips to the Swing club. I am sure (she too feels the same way) that she would have fucked those first two guys -- because of all the reasons you suggest. Anyway, alls well that ends well.

India and you have been "talking" about my sister-in-law Annette. Let me dwell on this, for a while. Joan, it makes my heart flutter, and my dick begins to swell, when I read your and my wife's mention about her. I wait for the day when I would be able to make love to her. Please note -- I said "make love to her" -- not fuck her. I think my feelings for my sister-in-law are more than just sexual.

Joan, I met Annette before I met India, and it was Annette who introduced me to India. I was very attracted to Annette and she and I had danced close at parties and held hands too. Then Annette introduced me to her sister, and India and I fell in love and married. After marriage too, India's sister and I continued to be very close and the relationship grew to be an extremely close platonic relationship, where we both considered each other as "best friends".

There were so many things that my sister-in-law would talk to me about, that 
she would hesitate to talk to her sister. There were so many occasions that 
she and I attended parties together, when for some reason India did not feel 
like going. Even after these parties, on our way home, we would drop in at 
some hotel. We would just sit at the coffee shop, chatting and having a few 
drinks, until the wee hours of the morning.

When Annette was going through a bad marriage, she had first confided in me 
that she wanted a divorce. I had talked her out of it and she promised, that 
she would give it an honest try. She did try for nearly a year, but when she 
got fed up, she told me that she was miserable and that she wanted a 
divorce. I arranged the lawyer and the proceedings etc. I was her moral and 
emotional anchor through that troubled phase.

We continued to be extremely fond of each other. Then about 5 years ago, I 
became sexually aware of her. A couple of years after I became aware of her, 
she came here, when India was away. We slept in the same bed, with no 
ulterior motive. Even in the past, we never thought sleeping in the same bed 
was a big deal. We lay in bed, smoking and chatting while holding hands, as 
I am very physical in my affection.

Then I made the first move. I pulled her close to me and held her and 
planted a kiss on her lips. We kissed and cuddled for a few minutes. Joan, 
she responded. She kissed me back passionately, her mouth was open and her 
tongue played with mine. 

Her arms went around my neck and held me close to her, and her body was tightly pressed against mine. She was breathing very heavily too, when I nibbled her ears and my hands explored her body. I put my hand under her kaftan and felt her naked flesh. I squeezed and massaged her breasts and felt her bum, back and thighs.

She too let her hands roam over my body, and dug her nails in my back.  She explored my body, including my thighs and crotch, though she did not linger on my cock. But all this lasted only a few minutes -- maybe no more than 5 minutes, before she pulled away and said, "I don't think we should be doing this. My sister will kill me if she finds out". I told her that I loved her. She said that it was not possible for her to even think about such feelings, as I was married to her sister.

We continued to sleep in the same bed for the next few days but being a 
gentleman, I did not make any advances toward her. But, we still held hands 
every night, and when she  turned over to face the other side, I would let my 
hand lie on her head, shoulder -- any part of her body, just to be in physical 
contact with her. Of course this used to give me hard-ons.

That incident happened before India and I actually had our first Amsterdam 
experience, and I told her all about what had happened between Annette and me. 

She was very understanding and I told her that I fancied Annette. 

Then, during our love making sessions, I started to tell India, that I was imagining I was screwing her sister. India used to get turned-on too. I suggested she "do something" to get Annette to join us in a threesome, but she was at a loss as to what she could do. She suggested that I go and screw her "alone" if I could. So this is where we are at present.

Your suggestions of taking Annette to a mini-vacation is possible. I think it may work to arouse Annette's curiosity, and to get her talking. One option would be for India to get a masseur for herself, with Annette's knowledge. India would have to "announce" that she was planning to get a guy to give her a massage, and hint that it is "more than a massage". If Annette does not directly ask more about it, India may have to volunteer more information either before or after the massage.

As an alternative, we (India and I) could ask for a masseur to come down to the room for both of us. First, he could massage me, with me and the masseur in our underwear, in the presence of India and Annette. Then when it is India's turn, she could take all her clothes off and lie down to get herself massaged. 

Under normal circumstances, the man would soon get an erection, and India would have to take the initiative by grabbing the guys cock, pulling down his underwear and start fondling the guy's cock and suck him. Annette would definitely be turned-on, seeing her sister naked, getting a massage by a naked man. She would also get to see a strange man naked, with an erection in front of her eyes. This would definitely evoke a reaction from Annette.

She would probably be sitting around, watching India and the man have sex. We could tell her that it is her turn next. Maybe she would want a massage herself!!!! On the other hand she may want to go out, to leave India alone with the masseur. 

If she wants to go out, I would accompany her. Either way, she is bound to "talk" about it and ask questions. This way I (or India, or both of us) could tell her about how we put some variety and excitement into our monotonous sex life.

We read your account of yourself. Joan, some parts were somewhat shocking. 
The parts about you and your brother and father did shock us. Perhaps, we 
are cultures apart and cannot think of incestual sex. The parts about your 
sister and your two "husbands" were very erotic. Anyway, it is not like us 
to stand in judgment. After all, by "Swinging" we too do not adhere to the 
norms society lays down for married couples. To each his own.

Love
Raj (and India)



July 17th

Dear Joan,

Hi, India here. Haven't heard from you for ages. Raj sends you a message. He says "Sorry" for not being able to write. He say's that he will finish Part IV in a couple of more days and send it.

We have been very busy the last 5 days, as our friend Trent is here. Trent is the man I told you about -- our constant threesome partner!! Remember!

Yes, we are having a great time, every night. It's really great to have Trent over. He comes in for a week or so, every 2-3 months. Besides having threesomes every night, it is hectic partying too. We don't get much sleep these days at night.

I get to catch up on my sleep during the day, but poor Raj, he is busy in his office from early morning. Then when Trent surfaces, they usually meet up for their "business" lunches, sometimes at our place, and its back to work for them.

I will tell you all about our relationship with Trent and how it started with him, in my "Memories", after Raj finishes Part IV.

Please bear with us.

Love
India (and Raj)




It happened--with Annette
7/31/00 

Dear Joan. 

Raj here. It happened. Annette (my sis-in-law) and I made love.

I came back on the 24th, while my wife stayed back in India. Annette dropped in here a couple of days later, on her way to Europe for a vacation. She spent 3 days with me and it happened on the first night.

It was heavenly. She is such a 'hot lady', much more responsive and vocal than India. It was not only sex -- but so much emotion that went into our lovemaking.

I was myself amazed at my vigor, to be able to screw her so many times, in such short time intervals.

I had to share this with someone else, besides my wife. I told India on the phone the next morning, and she was very turned-on. She asked a million questions which I could not answer at international rates. We called each other everyday to exchange the score. I can't even send her an e-mail with the details. India is expected back on the 3rd or 4th.

With Annette here I have not had much time to finish the Martin episode. Will do so in a couple of days. Sorry.

Love
Raj (and India)


August 10, 2000

Dear Joan,

Thanks for your note. I am sorry, but I am behind on my communication to you. I have yet to finish India's "Martin episode," but this "beautiful thing" happened between my sis-in-law and me. Joan, I have fantasized about her for some years now. Besides, this is the first time in 10 years that I went to bed with another woman, in a one-on-one situation.

I was quite a Casanova until some years ago. I had my fill of extra-marital screwing. I stopped that and confessed all to India about 10 years ago, and I have never "strayed' since. Then we started having fun together as a couple. As you already know, now we have more threesomes of the MFM variety, with a few 'swaps' with other couples.

I am postponing the Martin episode, to write the Sis-in-Law episode first. India came back 2 days ago. I told her all details, but I'd like to finish this so that she can read it too, and  knows that she has all the full details. She and I have had some very torrid fuck sessions since I told her about me with her sister Annette.

I am not sure about when India, Annette and I will have a threesome, if at all. Annette and I never discussed it. As suggested by you, I don't even know if Annette would be interested in 'joining' any of our friends for a foursome (India, Annette, me and another man). That would be the easiest with our regular partner Steve. We'll see. I have a feeling that I would be a bit jealous seeing her with another man. I wonder why. 

Let me narrate things as they happened.

My sis-in-law dropped in on her way to Europe, while my wife was away. As some readers may not know our background, I will give a brief resume of ourselves. My wife India and I are a very attractive couple in our forties. She is 5'4", 55 kgs, 36-28-35 and very good-looking, with a trim sexy body. We love each other very much and started to experiment (sexually) 3 years ago. 

We initially had a same bed 'swap' with another couple and then had an MFM threesome. We realized that we preferred MFM threesomes. I liked to watch (and participate) when another man is screwing her. When I had a partner, I was distracted by what my wife and the man were doing, so I could not do justice to my partner. Then we started to have more threesomes and less foursomes.

A few years ago I became aware of my sis-in-law, and that I had been fantasizing about her. She was attracted to me. Once we indulged in a bit of cuddling and passionate kissing, a few years ago. At that time, she did not want to go any further as she felt that would create complications, and her sister would be upset.

I had of course told my wife about the kissing incident. I had also told her that I wanted her sister, and that I fantasized about her. She was turned-on by the thought of seeing me with her sister. My wife did not mind if I eventually screwed her sister Annette. My wife India and I often made love, imagining that I was making love to my sis-in-law. I had never desired an FMF threesome, except with India and her sister Annette. Bit it did not seem possible that we would ever get my sis-in-law to join us in bed.

India's sister Annette reached here on a Thursday evening and was to stay until Sunday evening. I asked our maid to put her stuff in our master bedroom. For new readers, this was not an unusual practice. In the past, my sis-in-law and I have slept in the same bed, with no sexual connotations. 

On the last occasion, Annette and I had some physical contact. As we lay in our master bed, I had taken her in my arms; we had kissed hard and long. We had both gotten worked up, but Annette (my sis-in-law) pulled away. She said that she was very attracted to me, but she was scared of her sister's reaction and did not want to mess up our marriage.

Back to the Present trip-- When we went to the bedroom to retire for the night, Annette went to change, and came back in her kaftan. I too went and changed to my shorts. I usually sleep nude or in shorts. When we were in bed, just chatting away, Annette said to me, "Raj, look -- no hanky-panky." 

I replied, "Annette, I promise, nothing you don't want will happen. I'm not going to rape you."

She said, "I don't mean it that way. After all, I am an adult woman and I find you attractive, but don't start anything. You know what my sister will do, if she finds out".

I said, "Suppose I tell you, that she would not mind it."

She asked, "What do you mean. How can she not mind?"

I replied, "Look, Annette, what I'm telling you is in strict confidence. Don't get shocked. India and I have an understanding. Both of us can be naughty as long as we are not dishonest."

She replied, "I don't understand. What you are saying? Are you telling me that you would not mind if she took on a lover?"

I said, "Well, not exactly a lover, but we do play around a bit with others, from time to time. If you want, I will explain tomorrow. Now I want you, if you want me Annette."

Our eyes locked for a long time. I guess she was making up her mind. She replied, "Yes, I want you Raj," and she extended her hand to touch my face. 

I reached out and pulled her to my side of the bed. I put my arms around her and held her close to me. I kissed her. First I kissed her lips... a peck or two... and then I smothered her entire face, forehead and head with kisses. Then I kissed her on the lips and her lips responded. Her arms went around my neck, as she lay on her back and I was half on top of her. 

We were locked in a passionate kiss for a very long time, and she was breathing hard. After we disengaged, her hand started to explore my back and ruffle my hair. Then we lay sideways facing each other, and my hands started to explore her sleek body on top of her clothes. I caressed her bum and also squeezed her breasts, which were soft... and her nipples were erect.

When my hands went to her thighs and legs, I bunched her kaftan up and felt the naked flesh of her legs, thighs and waist, until I reached her breast. Her skin was so hot it burned to my touch. Then she buried her face into my chest. I tugged her kaftan up, and she sat up to help me remove the clothing. There she sat, stark naked in front of me. You have no idea how much it thrilled me to see my sis-in-law's naked body, the body I had fantasized and masturbated to for a few years.

I said, "Wow, you are better than in my dreams," and Annette got a bit shy and slid under the covers and again lay, pressing her body against mine. As I held her in my arms, her hand went between our bodies searching for my cock. I moved a few inches to accommodate her hand. It was really great when she found my cock (which was erect) and fondled it. I said, "Hang on, let me get this off," and I took my T-shirt, shorts and underwear off.

As soon as I was naked, I took Annette back in my arms and pressed her naked body against mine. She somehow again managed to squeeze her hand between our bodies and found my naked cock and stroked it. This was my fantasy come true, as I had imagined my sis-in-law, naked in my arms, so many times. 

She whispered, "Hold me tight Raj," and we held each other like that for a long time (how long, I don't know), savouring the feeling of our nude bodies closely pressed. This was love, not just sex, for sure. It was a culmination of pent up attraction between Annette and me, which had been there for years.

I was showering love pecks on her face, and I gradually kissed my sis-in-law's ears, and I got a response. When I nibbled her ears and her neck, things took a sexual turn. Suddenly she got hot, and her hand on my cock started to stroke my foreskin up and down more urgently. I told her, "Slow down, I will cum to fast."

Annette replied "Come Raj, put it in, make love to me."

She turned to lie on her back, and I removed the covers and mounted her as she spread and bent her legs at the knees. She held my cock and guided it to her cunt, and I pushed in. 

I went in a couple of inches, withdrew and pushed again. Annette was extremely wet, but she was tighter than my wife. It took me another two or three thrusts before I was all the way in. She was so warm and wet inside. I just stayed still inside her, not moving, just savouring the feeling of being embedded in my sister-in-law's cunt. Both of us were breathing hard, our faces against each other.

She whispered, "I love you Raj. It feels so nice. I'll tell you a secret. Even I have imagined doing this with you."

I replied, "Then why did we waste all these years?"

With that, I started to thrust into her. It was slow fucking. At first Annette did not move, but soon she responded to my rhythm. I had to stop every few strokes, as I was near my climax and wanted to prolong things. We had hardly fucked for five minutes (could not have been more) when I just could not hold back. 

I told Annette that I was going to cum. She encouraged me and said, "Cum, don't worry about me." Hearing her sexy voice triggered my ejaculation. I thrust fast, and in a few strokes I ejaculated inside her. 

It was one of the most satisfying LOVE-MAKING SESSIONS of my life. I may call it a fuck, but it was not just a fuck. I kept lying on top of her for a while, though I took my weight off her.

When I dismounted, we both lit cigarettes and cuddled. I told her I was sorry for not being able to wait for her orgasm. She just raised her head and kissed me on the lips and said, "Don't worry. We have lots of time for that." She got up saying, "I'll go and wash up." 

She reached for her kaftan, but I pulled it away, saying, "No, don't do that. Your body is too beautiful to hide." As she walked to bathroom, I asked her if I could wash with her, and she asked me to give her a minute and to then join her. She looked a sight, walking nude. After giving her a while to wash herself in private, I went to the bathroom and washed myself.

When I saw her in the bathroom and also walking nude, Annette reminded me so much of my wife. India and her sis are built so similarly. They are the same height and same build. In fact they are similar in weight too. Some readers know that India modeled a bit, but I must tell you that Annette was a model too, and a popular one. 

The subtle differences between my wife and her sister are that Annette has smaller breasts. They both have those sexy legs, and both are slinky and compact. In fact 36" breasts on my wife look larger because of her small frame. India is extremely fair, whereas Annette is a bit darker, though they share the same German grandmother. 

But the main difference is in their faces. They both have the same bone structure, but India's can be termed as 'pretty' whereas her sister Annette has a 'beautiful sultry face,' with the most sexy eyes and lips. If I can give an example, India's face is more the Audrey Hepburn type and her sister Annette the Ursual Andress type.

We came back to the bed, cuddled and talked, still naked. Annette put her head on my arm as I cradled her. I was half turned toward her as she lay on her back. I caressed her breasts and explored her entire body lovingly. Annette was very curious about our sex life, and asked me what I meant by, "India would not mind." I told her the truth, without going into details. I told her that we visited clubs on vacations and had some fun with others.

She asked, "You mean India has screwed other men?"

I said "yes."

She seemed shocked. "I could not imagine her doing it. She was such a prude, we used to tease her a lot."

I explained, "Annette, it happened after our marital sex life went stale. I suggested it to her. India hesitated for years."

She asked, "Do you go to separate rooms, or do you fuck another woman in front of her."

I replied, "No. We do it in the same room."

She asked, "Are you not jealous? Isn't she jealous?"

"No, it turns us both on. Our sex life has improved. Besides, we are more open with each other. I must tell you Annette, I have screwed her so many times imagining that I was screwing you. I even told her what I was imagining. She did not mind it. It seemed to turn her on."

Annette wanted more details, and I told her as much as I could. I underplayed the fact that we preferred to have more threesomes of the MFM variety, and that India had experienced 36 men so far.

Annette had put her hand between our bodies and was again playing with my cock. In spite of having cum about 10 minutes earlier, her fondling me and talking about our swinging life, had given me another erection. Annette remarked, "You're hard again. You want to do it again?"

"Yes, if you want it," I replied.

She said, "Come, put it in."

I had other ideas. I threw the covers away and went down to her cunt. I spread her legs and lay between them. Annette protested, asking me to fuck her, but I asked her if she did not like oral sex. She said that she liked it. I started to make oral love to her cunt and her thighs. 

I studied her cunt and realized that it was so similar to my wife's. They both had a very prominent pubic bone and very fleshy cunts. Annette's pubic hair was darker than India's, and was neatly trimmed. I teased her for a long time, just kissing her inner thighs and her cunt lips whilst she squirmed. When I licked her inner lips, Annette bucked her hips in a fucking motion.

Annette was more vocal, and her body movements were more pronounced, than India's. I noticed that like my wife, Annette also got 'wet' very quickly. As soon as I licked Annette's clit, her body tensed and she said, "Yes, do it there. I love it. I think I'm going to cum. Don't stop!" I licked her clit and tongue-fucked her, and very soon she reached a very violent orgasm. During her orgasm, Annette was loud. She was like a wildcat, bucking away.

When her spasms stopped, I moved up and lay next to her. I held her in my arms, showering her face with kisses, and whispered sweet nothings. She whispered, "I loved it Raj, I love you. Come now fuck me." What a strange effect it had on me, to hear that invitation from my sis-in-law. 

I mounted her missionary-style and entered, with her hand guiding my cock. As I have said, she was extremely wet, and I was inside in a few thrusts, and as I had cum a little while earlier, I slow-fucked her. It was beautiful lovemaking. 

I suggested that we do it sideways, and I rolled off Annette's body and guided her in positioning ourselves so that we lay sideways, facing each other... indulging in a sensuous, slow, lazy fuck. I loved to see her face while we fucked. She is so beautiful.

While fucking, I asked her about her sex life - who she had done it with - how often - did she have a regular lover, as I knew she was not currently in a relationship. I asked the questions, and she replied in mono-syllables. She told me that she had no regular sex partner, and that she had had no sex for nearly a year. 

She told me, that her last time was when she was on her last vacation in Europe a year ago. She had met a guy at a party, whom she was attracted to, and she had gone to bed with him a few times on that trip. I asked her if she would meet him again on this trip, and she said she might. I asked her if she would screw him again, and she said, "Maybe, why do you ask? I detect some jealousy. Are you jealous?"  I admitted I was jealous and possessive about her. She promised that she would not screw him, if it upset me. 

Joan, I don't know why these emotions came up with Annette. I have never asked my wife India to not screw anyone when she travels alone. In fact I wish she would, but India says that she would rather do it only when we are together. But here I was, actually asking my sis-in-law to not screw other guys.

After a period of this slow-fucking, Annette asked me to get on top, and when I started to thrust, she told me to do it hard. I started to fuck her hard and fast. She closed her eyes and said, "Don't stop Raj, I'm nearly there," and in a few strokes, she reached her climax. Annette was uninhibited, screaming "Ahhhhhhh," and letting out a long  "Hisssssss," and her face contorted. 

Her hips bucked so much that it was difficult for me to maintain my rhythm, as her legs clamped around my bum. It was a very long drawn out orgasm. Seeing her in the throes of this beautiful orgasm, my own orgasm was triggered. 

We held each other tightly, as I kissed her all over her face, whispering, "I love you. You are beautiful." I climbed off Annette and held her close to me. She kissed me on the lips, whispering, "I loved it. Raj, I really love you. I hope India will not be jealous of our relationship. I think I want it to go on forever."

I told her that I also loved her, and that she was 'very special' to me, and that I wanted this relationship to be forever. After a while of lying quietly in each other's arms, she got up to wash up. I joined her, and after we cleaned up we got back into bed and went to sleep, naked, in each other's arms.

As usual, I got up early the next morning. I had a morning erection. During the course of the night Annette and I had drifted apart on the bed. I saw that she was still asleep, and I moved to her and kissed her cheek. She stirred, asking me what time it was. When I told her the time, she said it was too early for her to get up. She asked me asked if I would let her sleep an hour more. 

I told her that I had a hard-on (I took her hand and placed it on my hard cock), and asked her if we could screw. She said, "OK, but let it be a quickie, you sex maniac." She turned on her back, spread her legs and I climbed on top. I pushed gently, and entered her a little at a time. 

By about the third or fourth push, she was reasonable wet and I slid inside. It is remarkable how similar both these sisters are in this respect. They both get wet quickly. I fucked steadily, and this time I climaxed quickly. Annette and I again said our, "I love yous," to each other. She turned to sleep, and I went out for my coffee and papers.

I immediately rang my wife, India, and told her what had happened. She was excited and wanted to know details. I told her that I could not tell her all the 'details' at international rates. India wanted to know, how many times and how it was. 

She asked, "was she better than me," etc. I guess that question, "Was he/she better than me," is not only asked by husbands. I sensed a bit of jealousy in her when I told her that her sister had a great body and that she was a hot woman. 

She asked, "Raj you love me, don't you?" And I assured her that she was "my life," and would always be so. Reluctantly, she put the phone down, asking me to keep her updated. Over the next couple of days she called so many times to know what was happening or what had happened. I kept her informed.

Annette got up after a couple of hours and joined me. She smiled and kissed me a "good morning," and said, "I think I like being woken up like you did. I hope I don't get addicted to it." We lazed about with the newspapers and coffee. As it was a holiday, we relaxed. 

We decided to have lunch out. When she got up to shower I asked, "Shall we shower together?" She mischievously replied, "If we shower together, it will lead to other things." I asked her, "Don't you like other things?" She smiled shyly and said, "You know I do."

As we were worried about our live-in maid, Annette suggested, that when she was through with her brushing and other rituals, she would call out to me, that the bathroom was free. That would be the signal for me to come in. The maid would presume, that while I was having a shower, Annette was dressing in our bedroom.

When Annette called out, I entered the bathroom. She looked stunning in the daylight that filtered in through the large windows. I had an erection even before I took my shorts off and entered the shower cubicle. We held each other, with warm water cascading over our bodies and face. Gradually our actions turned more sexual in nature, and we soaped each other. 

She knelt and she kissed my cock and licked my balls and sucked me. The sight of my sis-in-law's beautiful face sucking my cock, and the feel of her lovely mouth around my cock was too much. I would have ejaculated very soon, but I lifted her and made her sit on the edge of the tub. I slipped my cock inside her, but it was too uncomfortable a position. So I gave up and sat on the floor and made love to Annette's cunt with my mouth. I went to town on her, and she was soon having her orgasm when I zeroed in on her clit. She tried her level best not to make much noise when she climaxed.

Annette was very curious about India's and my sex life. As we sat at the bar with a drink, she once again asked me questions about what India and I did, with whom, how often etc. I told her that as we did it on vacations in clubs, she did not know anyone, except for Trent. That part slipped out. 

She frowned, trying to recollect whom I was referring to. I reminded her that she had met Trent, my business associate, a couple of times. Then she remembered, saying, "That good-looking guy. Lucky bitch my sister is. She and I had talked about how dishy the guy was."

She asked, "But doesn't he live somewhere in Europe?"

I replied, "Yes, but he comes here 4 or 5 times a year."

She asked, "His wife comes with him? Is she sexy too?"

I said, "No, he comes alone. Their marriage is practically non-existent. I have only met his wife once."

That brought a surprised look on her face, "You mean, India screws Trent alone?"

I replied, "No she has never been alone with anyone. She and I are always together."

"A threesome? She screws both you guys?"

I replied, "Yes. She likes it. We both like threesomes. Why Annette, does all this shock you? I hope you don't think of us as perverts." 

She said, "No I'm not shocked. Don't be silly, I don't think of you as perverts. I thought that you people did it with other couples. You forget that I was also married for 10 years. We (meaning her and her husband) had our fantasies too. We had talked about groups. He used to suggest that we have foursomes. But you know he was having his affairs, and I got the impression that he wanted me to do that so that he would have a license to have his affairs. 

Raj, you know the problems I went through in my marriage. Actually Raj, I'll tell you a secret. I used to get turned-on when I found out that my husband was screwing around. But in his case, it was not casual. I used to get jealous too... a very mixed bag of emotions. Anyway, I don't want to go into that."

I asked her, "Do you dig Trent? If you want to be with him, it can be arranged."

She said, "I don't think so. No. But I do want to be with you. Maybe I'm a little bit in love with you. I hope this does not create any complications... I mean between you and India... between my sister and me... when she gets to know."

I assured her, "No it won't. She already knows!"

She said, "What? How? You mean she knows about last night?"

I said, "Yes Annette. I called her and told her this morning. I told you, India and I share this with each other. Honesty is very important. Otherwise it would be cheating. I'm not guilty or ashamed about last night. India is not upset or angry. I love you and the beautiful things that happened between us."

I then went on to tell her about my talk with India. She started blushing when I told her that I had told India everything.

Annette said, "Oh God, I'm so embarrassed. I don't know how I will ever be able to talk to her."

I assured her that it would be OK. I decided that Annette had to get over her awkwardness, and India too needed to get over her jealousy. I decided that I would call my wife and make the sisters talk to each other that same evening.

When we got home after lunch, Annette and I made love again. This time my sis-in-law was more uninhibited. Talking to her about `last night' and about India's and my sex life, had made me horny. In fact I had an erection or a semi-hard-on all the while at the bar. I had oozed a lot of pre-cum. Annette herself came into my arms and kissed me and started to feel me. She undressed herself and this time she was more comfortable exposing her body to me. She also helped me undress.

When we got into bed, she lay between my legs and sucked my cock. She made love to my cock and balls, leaving no area unkissed or unlicked. As I did not want to cum without fucking her, I pulled her up and went down on her. She was extremely wet. I guess all the talk had gotten her aroused too. 

I gave her a very loving cunt-licking. She was moaning. She too did not want to orgasm just then, and she pulled me up and asked me to lie on my back, saying she wanted to sit on me. She straddled me and fucked herself by grinding her pussy on my cock. She said she got clitoral stimulation that way. 

I caressed her bouncing breasts, and got a kick out of seeing her beautiful face as she fucked herself on my prick. She reached her orgasm soon, burying her face against my chest. I then lay her on her back, and mounted her. I fucked her until I reached my orgasm. We slept in each other's arms for a while.

When we got up that evening, I called India. She again asked questions which I could not answer as openly as I wanted to, as Annette was present. I decided that it was best if I passed the phone to Annette and let them talk. So I told India, "Annette is right here, talk to her." To break the ice about what had happened between Annette and me, I also told India that Annette was feeling a bit awkward.

Annette took the phone, and I sensed a bit of awkwardness between the sisters, though I could only hear Annette's side of the conversation. I could guess what my wife said. I wish we could have all talked on the speakerphone, but I thought that they might want some privacy. 

After a bit of strained, "Yes, I'm fine," and, "I don't know," and, "I hope you are not upset with me," Annette warmed up. She said, "Of course I love you, you're my sister. I know you love me too. I just hope you're not mad at me." 

"Yes, Raj told me all about it. Don't be stupid, I don't think badly of you." I guess she was referring to our lifestyle. 

Then Annette gave the phone to me. India and I chatted a bit, and she informed me that she had assured Annette that she was not upset, and that we can be one big happy family. We ended by India telling me that she wished she were with Annette and me, to see it all. She made me promise that I would tell her all when she returned.

After the call, Annette was visibly relaxed. She was all praise for India. She got up came to me and gave me a big hug and a big wet kiss on my lips saying, "Raj, I really love you. India is a lucky woman. I envy her." I told Annette, that I too was crazy about her. As we had to go out to a party, we showered (separately) and changed and left. 

At the party, I kept looking at Annette periodically. Whenever I looked at her, I found her looking at me. I guess I was looking at her pretty often, but so was she. And our eyes would meet and we would smile at each other. 

Once, I went up to her, and whispered in her ear, "I wonder what these people would think if they came to know that we have fucked each other 4 times since last night?" She replied, "And if they found out that we will do it again tonight." I teased her, "You want to do it again? You are a nympho!" She replied, "No, I'm not a nypmho. I just want to make love to the man I love."

We returned home and got into bed and made passionate love, before we slept, nude in each other's arms. On Saturday we followed a similar pattern that we had the previous day. We made love on waking up. I went to work for a couple of hours, and then I took her out for lunch. We came back and made love again. 

On waking up after our mid-day love-making, we showered together. In the evening I took her shopping. We went out for dinner, came back and again made love. That night when we made love, I noticed that our lovemaking was more synchronized. We had by then gotten used to each other's bodies. 

I got to know her body better, and I could press the right buttons. Even Annette was becoming more experimental, changing positions, and we fucked 'doggie-style' for a while. She was also more innovative, and she fucked with gay abandon. She really enjoyed it, and her enjoyment of fucking spread to me.

Annette and I had called India a couple of times during the day, and India also called us. I am sure she was missing not being with us. I noticed that this time the sisters were talking very comfortably. There was no awkwardness, and they were laughing and joking with each other. 

Though India did not ask Annette direct questions about her and me, she made a few innuendoes in a jocular manner, referring to Annette and me screwing each other. I could make this out from Annette's embarrassed replies.

On Sunday morning, our lovemaking became more urgent and intense, as Annette was leaving that evening. When I woke her up in the morning for a 'sleepy screw,' she asked me to wait for an hour, saying that she would get up, bathe and then we would have a long session. So after our bath, we retired to the bedroom and fucked. After that we just lazed around.

By then, most of our love-making sessions were comprised of 'total sex'. She would suck me, I would go down on her and then we would fuck. Sometimes she climaxed when I sucked her cunt, and then she would climax again when we fucked. 

Annette wanted to suck me to orgasm, to cum in her mouth, but as I did not want to waste an erection, I suggested we would do that the next time.

Then we made love again in the afternoon, after lunch, hours before Annette was to leave for Europe. We were both affected and we clung to each other, telling each other that those 3 days had been really superb. We confessed our love for each other, and wondered when we would be able to make love again. That was a very 'tender' and lazy screw.

That evening I dropped her off at the airport. We hugged each other tightly when we said our 'good-byes,' and I gave her a few really heart-felt kisses all over her face. I told her, "I love you Annette," and she told me, "Raj, I love you too. I will never forget these three days".

When I was driving back home, Annette called me on my cell phone from the airport. We chatted for a while, trying to cheer each other up. I called her everyday when she reached where she was staying. 

My wife India came back a couple of days ago. She wanted to know each and every detail about what Annette and I had done. Telling her the details and re-living my experience with my sis-in-law, gets us both so hot. We have been fucking like rabbits since then.


I'M JEALOUS
8/13/00 

Hi Joan,

India here. I had a nice time away, with the family. We have postponed our summer vacation this year, due to Raj's work. We may now take off in Oct/Nov.

Joan, I read Raj's account of what happened between him and my sister. He also 
told me everything in details. I must admit that I have been turned-on by all that happened. I can't help asking questions again and again when we are in bed and out of bed. I particularly want to know if she was better than me -- or more beautiful than me -- if he enjoyed her more.

Raj keeps assuring me that she is different. He says that he is extremely fond of her. I feel that he is a bit "in love" with her. He does not deny that. He says that he always loved her platonically, but that now their relationship has become a 'complete' one. This makes me jealous. But he also keeps telling me that I am the woman he truly loves.

Joan, another thing bothers me. There are no plans for the three of us getting together. It may happen or never happen. But my sister definitely wants to get together with Raj. We spoke to Annette a couple of times last week. She will be back in India in another 2-3 weeks.  Raj is supposed to visit India middle of Sept. Raj will be staying at her place. He does that quite frequently so that's not unusual. 

Recently when I was there, I stayed with Annette -- and when Raj came, he too stayed there. There are no constraints (no husband etc -- Annette lives alone) there as long as they are discreet where the hired help is concerned. 

This is bothering me. I think what bothers me is that I won't be able to see them do it or participate. I think if they screw in my presence I will not feel this way. You know that we have had about 12 couple swaps so far, but I have not felt jealous/insecure in those cases.

I also spoke to Annette and she has been very warm and nice to me. She has constantly thanked me for being understanding, and she also told me that she really loves me, but she has also said that she loves Raj. Joan, why am I jealous.

I always knew that Raj and my sister shared a very close relationship all my married life. They were 'best friends' and have even gone out to parties alone, when I did not want to go. I never doubted them or myself then. So why now. I trust her and I trust Raj implicitly.

Love, India.



8/25/00
Dear Joan/Bob,

Thanks for your mail to Raj. I appreciate your concerns, in this thing between Raj and my sister.

Look, I really don't feel 'betrayed' by what Raj told Annette about me and other men. Like Raj, I feel it is best to be honest. The only thing about this full disclosure is that I will be embarrassed the next time I meet my sister. But I guess, she will also be embarrassed at having screwed my husband. So, it is not so bad. We will over come it.

Raj has been super. He has told me all the facts about his time with Annette... in the minutest details. These have turned me on no end. He has also been extremely 'sweet', and has gone out of his way to take me out for lunches and dinners. He bought me presents and flowers too. He has been very affectionate to help me get out of my 'jealousy'. I also trust Raj implicitly. I know that he will never love another woman 'more' than me.

But, the entire thing -- this jealousy -- stems from the fact that I know that Raj and my sister are 'best friends' and have been extremely fond of each other for ages. They love each other a lot. The addition of the sexual angle to their relationship, means that a screw between them can't be "just another fuck". 

I don't blame them. I knew how fond they were of each other. Raj also told me of his fantasies. So if I wanted to, I could have discouraged him. I also knew (in my heart) that my sister was attracted to him.

The only thing that troubles (was troubling me) me was not being present. Raj suggested that, if I wish, he will not have sex with Annette alone. I am not sure I want him to do that. Let's see -- we will try to work on Annette. Though I will have some reservations about sex with her.  I'm sure she will too. 

My idea is not to have sex with Annette, but for Raj and Annette to have sex -- with me present and to watch and lend a helping hand. I'm OK. I will get over this soon.

Love
India.


Hi Joan, Bob, and Tim,

This is Raj. As for your suggestion of India trying a man alone, she has not yet done that, in the real sense of the word. The maximum we have done is that while I went to the bedroom of our suite, she screwed the guy in the living room. The door was open. But that has happened with men we have already fucked together -- not with a stranger who she was screwing for the first time.

We wish to try it. My desire is that she picks up -- one (maybe two) -- strangers at a swing club in Europe, and takes them to a 'closed' room to fuck, while I sit in the lounge. 

Love you all.
Raj.



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