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After a few minutes, Antônio cum, Lucas asked me if I wanted a break. Antônio sat at the console and sent Pablo to us. I laughed and said,” Break? We have not even warmed up. Come on.”
Lucas kissed my cunt, licked for a few minutes and buried his thick cock in one go. I sucked Carlos as Lucas fucked me. Pablo took care of my tits. After Lucas unloaded, I got up, stretched and did a few bending, stretching exercises.
Carlos asked, “Darling, now you wish to take a break?”
I looked at the stiff cocks which were looking at the ceiling and said, pointing to their cocks “How can I disappoint those poor guys? We will take a drinks break after one round.”
Carlos asked,” Ishika, do you like anal?”
I smiled and said,” I love everything related to fucking. Be my guest.”
I hugged Pablo’s waist and kissed his cock. I bent and spread my ass cheeks after Pablo cupped my tits and supported me. Carlos was excited and happy as he applied gel on his cock and my ass and slowly pushed in.
I clenched my fists and teeth and waited for the initial familiar sweet pain to subside and ecstasy to start. I started sucking Pablo as Carols ploughed my ass, holding my waist. I sighed and almost fainted with pleasure as Carlos’ hot cum splashed inside. He kept cumming and cumming, filling up my ass.
Then he lovingly cleaned up the cum oozing out. As I lay on my back, Pablo entered gently. He was the only romantic and gentle fucker. He was kissing me, whispering sweet nothings, and I loved it. After he cum, we had a drinks break. I was treated like a queen.
I lay in Pablo’s lap. Lucas gave a gentle massage to my thighs, feet and calves. He was an expert masseur. He kneaded, stroked and rubbed. I felt all my aching muscles relax, and a soothing sensation envelops me.
Carlos made me sip my drink while Pablo put cashews and other savouries into my mouth. I played with their cocks and balls and sucked each cock for a few minutes. I also fed them refreshments while we talked about them. Their families and the exciting free life in Brazil and my life.
They made me lie on my back, and all three gave me an exquisite massage on my back, buttocks, back of thighs, calves, feet and toes. Lucas massaged my neck, head and temples. I felt fresh and energetic, as if I had awakened after a sound sleep.
They were poking with their hard-ons, gently reminding me that they were ready for the second round. They were rotating console duties. They were relieving each other after cumming. I stood up, hugged and kissed each of them. I thanked them for their love, care and massage.
I pumped each cock a few strokes and said, “Second round fuck men and the menu will be decided by me.”
All laughed and said OK. I made Antônio lay on his back. I straddled him, and my cunt slid smoothly on his cock. It was very wet with licking by Lucas and the foreplay of all others.
Lucas had a foot-long, flexible tongue. He did acrobatics and gymnastics with his tongue in my cunt and on my clit. I pushed Antônio’s cock fully inside, bent and kissed Antônio, pressing my tits on his chest and spreading my ass cheeks and asked, “Who will take the back seat?”
Everyone laughed and said, “You said you would decide the menu. Who should take the seat?” I opted for Lucas. Antônio was shocked and pleaded, “Ishika darling, don’t be rash. Let Pablo do it. Lucas is rough and cannot control. Let us not have a medical emergency.”
I smiled and told him that I could handle Lucas. Luca’s cock was as thick as my wrist. It did hurt when he pushed in, despite all the gel. I took it as a challenge, and slowly, the pain subsided. I was riding both cocks in joy. They had perfect timing, one going in, the other coming out.
While I sucked the other cock, they played with my boobs and buttocks. Antônio and Lucas fucked and fucked and synchronized so well that they filled my holes at the same time. After the first round, I understood that they maintained high hygiene and discontinued condoms.
I was enjoying a splash of hot cum in my holes. I sometimes rode the cocks when they were seated at the console. I sucked other cocks while riding to keep everyone happy and to make them feel not left out of fun.
We fucked and fucked, taking breaks only for drinks and food, and they massaged me during the breaks. I did double penetration when they held me in their hands in an upright condition. Once, while two men supported me in a spread-eagled in the air, a third fucked.
During breaks, we would talk about their fantasies and how and where they wanted to fuck me. I told them about my adventures which excited them instantly. Time flew. We were surprised when the air hostess informed us that we would enter Brazilian air space within an hour.
I returned to my seat and spent a long time in the restroom. Lucas washed my entire body with hot towels and scrubbed. He patiently cleaned my cunt and ass. When I sat, the air hostess served me drinks and food and treated me like royalty. She gushed and showered praises over me.
She said she would never have believed it if someone talked about my fuck marathon. She said that two fucks with Lucas would drain her completely. I smiled and thanked her. I said if she fucked as much as I do, she would get used to fuck marathons. Since she was employed and working, she had constraints.
Lucas sat next to me, kissed my hand and said how much they enjoyed and loved me. I smiled back and kissed him. Lucas asked, “What are your plans in Brazil? How long will you stay, and where will you stay?”
He conveyed my replies to Antônio and shuttled to the cockpit and back like an errand boy. Antônio and others wanted to stay with me during my stay in Brazil. They would apply for leave if I am OK with it and reschedule their programs.
They would need to ask their pilot friends for favours, talk to their employers, and make necessary changes. I said yes since I was also sad that this wonderful adventure was ending.
Lucas was quite sad and was almost in tears. He could not join us since he had to attend marriage and other functions. I kissed them and assured him that we could meet in India later.
The next three weeks were pure heaven. I basked in the love of three pilots. They took a villa with a swimming pool and a big garden. Now, they could drink and loved enjoying their drinks after they trickled over my cunt mound, nipples, and toes and after licking clean.
Carlos was crazy about my deep navel. He said my flat stomach and the hollow area near my navel made a good chalice. He poured his drink there and lapped it. We fucked in the swimming pool, garden, hall, cars, rivers, jungles, and mountains and had a lot of fun.
They were all caring, loving and great fuckers. They could sense my moods and were either gentle, rough or wild. We fucked literally like animals in jungles. They fulfilled all their kinky fantasies, and I introduced them to a few new ones.
They loved Indian first night. I had a red churidar and made them decorate the bed with flowers. Fucking on a motorcycle was also new to them. I rode the cocks when they were riding a motorcycle on deserted roads.
We celebrated Pablo’s birthday in a unique manner. They put the cake on my stomach as I lay on my back. Pablo blew out the candles and cut the cake. After he put pieces of cake in all our mouths, they smeared cake all over my body and licked.
I did the same with their cocks. Then they gave me a hot shower, and we drank and fucked in the swimming pool. Each had wild fantasies and role-play ideas. We visited regular tourist places, but they took me to a few places only locals knew.
When it was time to leave, everyone was sad. I lay on their bodies and played with their cocks, and balls. I was licking, sucking and giving hand jobs, and they were stroking, pinching and squeezing my body. The farewell fucks were quite emotional for us all.
After fucking, we relaxed. Antônio said, “We will cherish these days life long, darling,” as he pulled my nipples.
I asked, “Why are you talking like we will never meet again?”
They were suddenly excited and asked, “Can we meet again? How?”
I laughed and said, “Simple. Plan your vacation and come to India or a country close to India. If we plan, we can synchronize our schedules.”
We were all dressed up and ready to leave. They were so excited they fucked one more round without disrobing. When I arrived, I had only a backpack. When I returned, I had two big suitcases full of gifts, dresses from them. This time, I had an undisturbed sleep for 25 hours on the return journey.
(Our friendship continues. After one year, they came to Goa for a 10-day vacation. We had a gala get-together again after 8 months, a 7-day holiday in Dubai. That would be another story. Even after marriage, we keep in touch. My hubby likes them.)
Mom and Dad were waiting at the airport to receive me. I wore a decent dress that my mom would approve of. I was very happy and hugged and kissed them. I missed them so much. Dad was beaming ear to ear, but Mom was acting angry and upset.
Mom started firing away when we were in the car, blazing all guns, “Why? Why could you not call once? Do you realize how worried we were?”
I hugged her and said,” Mom, my mobile fell and broke. But I sent mail daily with pics and told you not to worry, and I’m OK.”
I would mail Dad daily and attach selfie pics in a decent dress. Before sending pics, I would forward Sneha and Sunil. Sunil would also add them to the pics and send them back. Experts would know the pics were fake, but Mom was satisfied.
I could understand what trauma Dad must have suffered until he received my mail daily. He was a co-conspirator in deception. I loved him more than ever for his confidence in me.
Mom was unsatisfied, “Why didn’t you call from Sneha’s mobile?”
Dad said, in a soothing voice, “Leave it, dear. Roaming service is very expensive. How can Ishika disturb the couple who are on a honeymoon? Be happy and rejoice. She returned safely.”
Mom turned her guns on him, “It is all your fault. You pampered her.” I knew how to melt Mom’s anger. Like in my school days, I told them excitedly about what I saw and what fun I had. Her anger melted, and she was laughing, hugging, and kissing me when we reached home.
I had a hot shower and came down. The dining table was full of all my favourite dishes. I exclaimed. “Mom, do you expect me to eat all this? I will bloat like a balloon.”
Mom said, in mock anger,” I will forgive you only if you eat, to my satisfaction. You can burn calories later.” I sighed and joined them at the dinner table.
The end.
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