What a thrill and suspense it was! Remembering those events even today, I feel goose pimples on my arms. Even today, we are unable to comprehend the mind boggling experiences in a short span of time. It was the experience of adventure, suspense, titillation, excitement, sensuality and most of all subtle and expressive love; all mixed together to make a thrilling package. Those interested in only hard porn, may please move elsewhere. I urge interested readers to read the earlier parts before starting this part. That is because many things in these parts are linked to the earlier parts and it would deprive you of proper understanding of the events that followed.

QUICK RECAP

I am Sunil. My wife is Sunita. I am a political journalist covering sensitive national security matters. Sunita is a marvellous wife and was and is really attractive. We were in our middle or late thirties, when the incidents happened. Colonel Jaswant Singh was an Army officer from “Anti Insurgency Force”. He was an expert in anti guerrilla warfare. His comely wife, Jyoti, was a house wife. We were neighbours and over a period of time our two families’ relationship grew quite close.

Being in the same age bracket, the Colonel and I were quite free with the other’s wife and vice versa. Initially there was no sexual intent or overture except staring at the other’s wife’s boobs or ass or hugging the other’s wife occasionally casually. Our relationship with Colonel Jaswant Singh and his wife, Jyoti, went up a few notches, when all four of us watched an uncensored English movie in a film festival, where we flirted with the other’s wife. We then planned a trip into Himalayas to attend an Army camp. We left for the camp as per schedule.

During the travel in the train, we travelled with young lass, Neetu and Capt. Kumar, who was young, handsome and street smart. Capt. Kumar and Neetu flirted in a toilet of the train. I cautioned them not to make a scene in a public place.

We finally reached the camp site. On the day of arrival many amorous incidents happened. They have been elaborated in earlier parts.

READ ON…

When we returned to our tent, the scene was tantalizing. My jaw dropped when I saw Sunita. I was unable to recognize my conservative wife of so many years. Her hair was turned around from the back of her head onto the top with many curls and knots tied beautifully. She wore a frilled cotton skirt with twin layered semi-transparent outer and cotton white inner. The skirt was not too short. It covered her thighs. However, it was a bit tight and accentuated her hips. This was quite a departure for my conservative wife. I was foxed with the change in her.

Jyoti had put on a plain cylindrical black skirt; like the ones American girls wear for the office. The skirt ended well above her knees. She had a sleeveless green low neck top. The top covered just her breasts and ended in the form of two thin strips which circled around her neck. It left her shoulders, armpits and portions just above her breasts bare on both the sides.

The program started on the dot at 6 pm with the address to the gathering by the administrator, who was the camp head. As expected, our wives caused a stir in the group of men and women. Both looked ravishingly beautiful and made an impressive entrance. All eyes were focussed on two pairs of tits and ass. It looked like there were two VIPs and the rest were ordinary citizens.

The administrator introduced himself and his team. He said that they organised the camp with three objectives. First, was to create awareness of terrorism and to impart some primary ideas on how to deal with it without panicking. Second, was to create awareness and enjoy fitness by doing some physical exercises. The third was to enjoy each other and the nature.

He outlined schedules for the next six days. It was more or less as explained by the Colonel. The schedule was packed with morning yoga and exercises, followed by outdoor trekking, hill climbing etc. and finally entertainment, drinks and dance etc. in the evening.

The first day evening schedule had a magic show program by a famous magician. We all watched the show enthusiastically. As the program was nearing the end, the venue shifted outside around camp fire. There were two camp fires and around each there was a group of people, who was served alcoholic as well non alcoholic beverages.

There was an announcement for a dance program. The PA system played some fast numbers. The Colonel and Jyoti went to dance. Both danced very well. Sunita and I watched them and others dancing on the floor. After a break, the Colonel picked Sunita to dance with him. She declined saying that she did not know how to dance. However, the Colonel dragged her to the floor and began teaching her the steps. I was surprised to see my wife dancing fairly well, letting the Colonel grind his crotch on her crotch. Seeing this Jyoti got encouraged and made me dance close with her. Jyoti and my wife danced with some other army men also.

After the dance was over, we decided to skip the dinner as we had enough snacks. The Colonel said, “We have a long day tomorrow and we have to start early morning. I think we must hit the bed now. Let us get to bed early.” He winked at me and said, “It is a different matter that we may sleep late. Good night and keep the door open.” The Colonel conveyed his program for the night.

There was sound of huffing and puffing, moaning and sighs from our adjoining room. my wife, Sunita, was keen to see the Colonel and his wife making love. She had said that it was her fantasy. I caught her hand and we hid to watch their love making from a crack in the door. When we returned, she was excited and wanted me to fuck her. I reminded her that she had to fulfill my fantasy also. She knew that my fantasy was to share her with the Colonel.

As we made love I casually asked her to fulfill my fantasy also. She said, “Anil, to fulfill your fantasy, I don’t mind flirting with the Colonel. However, physical relations are out of question. My mom taught me that a woman gives her everything to the man, who sacrifices his life for her. You are my husband and you have sacrificed everything for me. Any other man, no way,” she concluded finally. I was sorely disappointed at her firm stand. She saw my disappointment. She clutched my hand attempted to pacify me with her womanly charms. However, I turned away and fell asleep.

The next morning, we woke up at 4 am at the sound of a bugle from the camp base. I woke up Sunita and Jyoti. The Colonel had already left for the ground as he was one of the instructors. We were on the ground at 5 am as per the instructions. Sunita wore a chemise (a loose fitting top hanging from shoulders) and a skirt. The chemise was real sexy. It was semi transparent. The chemise, although loose, fell on her proudly erect breasts and highlighted them. The pleated skirt on the other hand was knee length with fairly large circumference of hemline, making her look like a school girl. This was opposite to what she wore the last evening. Jyoti put on blue ‘T’ shirt, which hugged her figure snugly. She wore an ass hugging short which was really ‘short. Her long legs looked enticing, athletic and lovely.

All the participants assembled on the ground and formed neat rows. Initially, we did yoga exercises. That was followed by a brief lecture from the Colonel. He talked of some basic tips on how to deal with a terrorist attack. There was a practical demonstration on how to quickly organise, in case of an attack. He specifically emphasized on the safety and self defence of women. The emphasis was more on the self protection and escape rather than fighting the terrorists.

Exactly at six am the people were divided into six teams, each of 10 persons. There were in all about 60 participants. Each team was to go into the hills in different directions, walking about six kilometres on foot climbing up the hill.

The Brigadier backed out. He said he had heart trouble and would not be able to walk up the hill. Neetu and Capt. Kumar were in our team. We had nine people after the Brigadier backed out, plus one army person, who was our guide.

Our team started at five minutes past six am. We were to assemble at the upper camp at ten am. We were to walk in groups of at least four persons. This was to guard against any accidents or anybody getting lost in the thick forest. We were six persons. The path was clearly marked with direction every few meters. Capt. Kumar told me that since the arrival at the camp, he could not meet Neetu alone, except for a few minutes in the swimming pool.

Neetu was wearing tight half pant and a tight cotton shirt. The shirt highlighted her full breasts. Her breasts swayed and her buttocks made sideways pattern as she walked. It was a tempting sight. Capt. Kumar quickly joined Neetu and after initial greetings they began walking up together. They left us behind soon and moved ahead.

My wife Sunita walked closer to me and said, “Sunil, I am sorry about last night. I know how bad you felt. But I have this problem.” She caught my hand and said, “I shall try and overcome it, if I can. At least I shall not offend him, I promise.”

I told her, “The Colonel came to our bed after you had gone off to sleep last night. He had overheard our conversation. He was sad. He forbade me to talk with you on this subject. He said that he did not want to offend you and would not disturb you again,” I sighed.

My wife looked distressed. She said, “I am sorry that I hurt his feelings. He is such a nice man. Are you really so serious about your fantasy? Of course, I know you that are serious. Will you not feel jealous later? Look, it is natural for the Colonel to get attracted to me and vice versa. However, such experiments, if taken too far, could result in breakdown of our marriage. I am happy having sex with you. I do not want a problem in my marriage. I do not want a problem in their marriage either.”

I told her, “Firstly, I am serious. I swear I will not feel jealous. I will feel happy. Besides, how can you even think that our marriage could break up? If you do it, it will not be for your pleasure; it will be for mine. Besides, I shall be there to support you, when you decide to accept the Colonel. Thirdly, I do like Jyoti also. I think she likes me too. Jyoti and I will also be with you two. I have talked with the Colonel and he is ok with it. Lastly, you do not have to do it, if you are repulsive to the Colonel.” I coughed awkwardly. She looked at me amazed.

She was stressed, “It's not that I won’t do it because I am repulsive to the Colonel. I am not repulsive to the Colonel. On the contrary, I admit that I find Colonel attractive. There is no doubt that he is attracted to me. I feel bad that last night, unknowingly, I have hurt the Colonel’s feelings. He has never taken advantage of my attraction for him. I shall try and make it up to him, I promise you. It seems to me that you fellows have already planned everything. I am only a pawn in the game, right? What about Jyoti?”

I was on the defensive. I said, “You are not the pawn. You are the queen for both of us. As far as Jyoti is concerned, why not you talk to her?” I asked.

I was thrilled to hear her admission that she was not repulsive and thus implying that she was not averse to having sex with the Colonel, if there was a proper opportunity!

Sunita was serious. She said, “I shall also try to check with Jyoti. I don’t know what I shall talk with her.” We slowed down to let Jyoti and the Colonel catch up with us. As soon as the Colonel looked at me, I winked at the Colonel. He smiled.

I deliberately fell behind and asked the Colonel to walk with me. I let Jyoti and Sunita walk ahead of the Colonel and me. I looked at provocative movements of their heaps from behind as they walked. I looked at the Colonel. He seemed to be pretty much doing the same. My wife and the Colonel’s wife were deeply engrossed in talking. I saw Jyoti stretching her hand around Sunita’s waist. In turn, my wife also did the same. Both the women walked with one of their arms around the other’s waist. They seemed to have developed good chemistry and I was almost sure that my wife must have asked her about her thoughts on the aspects of their husbands’ flirting. 

There were a number of water springs running down by the side of the road. At one point, a stream turned into a small pond and carried on again as a stream. It was a stunning sight. Long row of snow capped mountains tapering off into thick green forests, ending finally so close to us in the form of these small infant streams. Sunita and Jyoti stopped to look. We caught up with them. All of us looked at the astounding sight. We were mesmerized by the view. That certainly was the nature at its best.

When we began to walk up further, suddenly, my wife Sunita said, “I am tired. My legs are paining. I need to sit for a while. Can we rest here for a few minutes?”

The Colonel had a first aid kit. I asked the Colonel if we could walk a few steps down and watch the nature more closely, whilst he applied ointment to Sunita’s legs. Sunita said she did not mind walking a few steps down. The Colonel thought it was a good idea. I held my wife’s hand we came down gradually. We were almost on the specified path. We got into a maze of thick bush, shrubs and vegetation enveloping us completely. We could barely see.

We ploughed our way forward and were just about to come out of the thick forest and approach the pond; when we heard giggling sound and joyful shrieks of Neetu quite close to us. I gently pushed aside some branches and saw her kissing Capt. Kumar at some distance. We were in the dark covered by thick vegetation. They could not see us. I signaled all to keep absolutely quiet. We did not want to disturb the young couple.

There were two rocks side by side slightly above the ground level providing good place for us to sit and watch. We could sit on it with our legs hanging down.

The Colonel and my wife Sunita sat on one of the rocks. That rock had just enough breadth to seat one person in the front. The Colonel sat in the front with his back towards the pond. Therefore he could neither see us properly nor the young couple. The Colonel took out his medicine box from his shoulder bag. I signalled my wife to sit with him facing him and let the Colonel massage her legs. Sunita stretched her legs forward between the Colonel’s legs to enable the Colonel to massage her legs. She could not avoid her legs slightly pushing the Colonel’s crotch as there was not much space behind her to move backwards.

Jyoti and I sat side by side on the other rock. We were completely covered by the tree branches, vegetation, bushes and shrubs. It was pretty dark inside.

Jyoti and I sat slightly ahead of Sunita and the Colonel. Jyoti wanted to watch the young couples love games surreptitiously. I looked behind to see the Colonel signalling my wife to raise her skirt and stretch and part her legs. She looked at me inquiringly. I nodded my head and signalled my wife a go ahead. The Colonel sat on his knees with his back to us and began applying ointment on Sunita’s legs.

There was no body all around. We could hear the girl’s “mmm…” denoting her enjoyment of her mate’s each move. They were standing right on the edge of a small pond formed by the stream. I saw the young Capt. Kumar’s hand going for the young girl’s breasts and squeezing her juicy boobs. The girl had her hands behind Capt. Kumar’s butts and was squeezing and pinching his butts over his shorts. They probably had a swim before we reached there. They were drenched fully with their clothes sticking to their bodies and water flowing down their legs. The young girl’s hair was spread down across her front covering her pretty face.

Capt. Kumar inserted his hand to enjoy the sensuous feel of the girl’s full breasts. Whilst mauling her breasts, he gently unbuttoned her wet shirt, which in any case was hardly able to conceal her lovely mounds. In fact the wetness enhanced the size of her boobs. He pushed apart the flaps of her top to reveal her fair cream coloured skin. Her bra stood as the lone resistance for him to feel her breasts. His one swift move to unclasp her bra at her back, made the strap jump sideways, making her breasts’ exposure a mere formality. The young woman raised her arms to dispose of her bra

We looked in awe at her un-tanned lovely full and firm breasts. She did not have to wear a bra to support her breasts. They stood firm and erect defying laws of gravity. Her nipples stood firm and erect pointing straight ahead, as if showing a direction. Her topless body showed off her un-tanned and tanned skin. The whiteness of her skin under the bra stood out.

Capt. Kumar’s attention was focused on her breasts. He kept kissing them frequently. She was in Capt. Kumar’s arms and was looking in his eyes expectantly; expecting a lot more to come from him. Her hands moved to unbutton his drenched shirt. As she pushed apart the two parts of his shirt, Capt. Kumar manipulated his body to dispense with the shirt and his vest along with it.

There was a mat on the sand bed and grass. Capt. Kumar laid the young lass gently on it and moving slightly away and lying flat on sand, he pressed his mouth on her lovely and juicy breasts. His hands moved caressing her exposed navel, stomach, back, waist and her belly button. He was teasing her and inserted his hands behind her and must have poked her ass, because she shuddered and jumped up a little from the laid back position; letting out a mild cry. He rotated his mouth to enjoy her breasts fully one after the other, whilst she closed her eyes in ecstasy and experienced an enthralling happiness of his mouth on her breasts. Perhaps it was the first time that she had an opportunity to feel such.

I was certainly aroused and I was sure that the rest of us were aroused also. My rock hard erection strained my bermuda. Jyoti saw my discomfort. She gently placed her hand on my hard rod. She gripped it for a while and then shook it instinctively. Her eyes were focused however, on the young couple. Our spouses could not see us as our bodies and tree leaves were blocking their view. Jyoti moved slightly and looked behind. As our eyes got adjusted to the darkness inside, we saw that my wife strained eyes to look at the young couple playing the game of sex. The Colonel was massaging my wife’s calf muscle and inching upwards. Sunita pretended to be oblivious to the Colonel’s massage and she looked mesmerized by whatever she could see of the couple’s love games.

From a corner of my eyes, I saw the Colonel insert his hand under my wife’s skirt. She shuddered at his touch. She looked at the Colonel, smiled, but did not react otherwise. She remained unmoved letting the Colonel carry on.

Capt. Kumar’s hand Travelled all over Neetu’s body and reached at the triangle between her legs. He explored it over her shorts, as the girl began grinding her hips on the sand in a sign of expectation and ecstasy. Her hand reached his crotch and she caught his cock and fondled it on his shorts.

The young girl Neetu was sizing up his erection. She was preparing herself for the ultimate pleasure of giving and accepting physical love that the meaty shaft in her hand was going to give her. She fumbled for the zip of his trousers and flipped the flaps open. She sat aside. The young man’s engorged cock jumped out of his trousers. Jyoti looked at the young Capt. Kumar’s erect long and thick cock with awe. It was sizable and handful in the young female’s hand. The young girl gleefully cranked his cock up and down, feeling its size and girth.

I subtly looked behind through corner of my eyes. The Colonel concentrated on massaging my wife’s thighs under her skirt. The skirt was big. It conveniently concealed his hand and its movements. However, from the way my wife jerked several times, I was almost certain that the Colonel was playing near her love triangle and was arousing her. Sunita didn’t seem to mind the titillation. The Colonel occasionally looked behind him to watch the young couple.

As Jyoti crouched forward, her shorts slipped below her waist from her back, exposing upper part of her ass crack. I tugged at her shorts to pull it down further. Jyoti tried to push my hand away. I however, did not withdraw it.

We watched Capt. Kumar throwing his shorts and underwear aside. His large thick cock was on display and getting ready for the finale. Neetu pushed his shorts down and Capt. Kumar manipulated his legs to dispense with it. Neetu slipped her fingers over slippery rod of the young Capt. Kumar. She kept sliding her fingers up and down and rolling them around the girth of his shaft.

I felt Jyoti fingers tightening around my member. She had inserted her hand between my legs. She felt the erection in her hands. I stole a glance at my wife. Whilst Jyoti and I were playing our love games, the Colonel and Sunita changed their positions. on the other rock. There was a branch separating us. We could not see the Colonel and my wife. I moved awy some branches and saw them.

Sunita sat in front. The Colonel sat right behind her with his face just behind her head. The Colonel had his legs spread in front stretched on both sides of my wife’s bottoms. He straddled her between his legs. Sunita lovingly caressed the Colonel’s hairy legs stretched on both sides of her. It now looked as if she was massaging his legs.

I was positive that the Colonel’s hot and long rod poked my wife’s butts from behind. There was no sign of reluctance or hesitation on Sunita’s face. A part of their bodies was shielded by vegetation around us. I could not see them properly. Her head was partially shielded behind the leaves. Her attention was focused on the lover birds.

As Capt. Kumar began mauling her breasts, the young woman moaned and squirmed indicating that she was about to orgasm. Capt. Kumar continued kissing her breasts, biting her nipples and squeezing her butts hard to drive her to her first orgasm. He was a skilled operator who knew what buttons to press to drive his mate crazy. She let out a big “Ooomph…” and clutching Capt. Kumar’s hands tight, exclaimed loudly, “Kumarrrr… I am coming… Ahhh.. it feels sooo… gooood…” With a big sigh, she slumped and rested on the mat for a few seconds.

Capt. Kumar rolled her bulged out nipples in his fingers. He pinched them as his mate gently recovered her breath. She grew more aggressive. The young Capt. quickly dispensed with her shorts and pushed down her panty, which she promptly discarded. We saw the young lass fully naked in all her glory looking so beautiful and bewitching. Her pussy was shaved clean. Her thin legs made a lot of space between her legs. Her slit was fully wet and dripping. Capt. Kumar inserted his hand between her legs. I was sure; his hand must have been flooded with a torrent of juice coming from his mate’s pussy craving for his engorged cock to make her go crazy.

The naked female youth standing just some distance away from us was sex incarnate. She was a nude beauty that the best of artists would dream to watch and paint. Her nude stance could be the life’s desire of a photographer to shoot. Her almost virgin nudity could have been the craving of millions of horny men. She had not single layer of fat on her hour glass figure.

I inserted my hand into Jyoti’s top. It must have hurt her. She almost gave out a muffled cry, “Ouch…” she caught my hand and indicated me to unbutton her top and unclasp her bra. I unbuttoned her top, inserted my hand at her back and unclasped her bra. She gave a sigh of relief as her arrogant breasts broke loose from the confinement of her tight bra. I cupped her lovely globes in my palm. Those jelly balls bounced in my palm with a slight shake of my hands. Her breasts did not flow down between my fingers, but remained firm. The feel was exhilarating.

Whilst I was busy feeling Jyoti’s breasts in my palms, Capt. Kumar turned facing his mouth against her vagina. He was in ‘69’ position with his young mate. She was delighted to have his shaft pointing to her mouth. She slurped his pre-cum and tried to take his cock in her mouth. She could not take it all in. She licked the outer periphery of his rather fairly big cock. She rotated her tongue round it. Then slowly stretched her cheeks and took some of his long and thick shaft in her mouth. He kept licking her “Choot’ (pussy) tastily, inserting his tongue into her love hole.

The young woman was going nuts with his licking her Choot (cunt) and getting poked by his tongue. She squirmed on the grass and squealed frequently with delight. She took his hand and put his finger in her pulsating choot. She wanted him to finger fuck her. Capt. Kumar began by inserting one finger first and then two fingers and started pushing in and drawing out them in quick succession. He manipulated her labia with expertise. This must have been her weakness. She jumped, shivered and gave out a loud moan; which surpassed the sound of flowing stream tearing the silence of the forest.

She cried out, “Capt., please finger me harder. I want you to fuck me now. Please fuck me.” As Capt. Kumar increased his pace of finger fucking, she was going nuts. She jumped on her back several times and let out a big moan saying, “Aaahhh…, I am cumming…” She had her second or third orgasm.

The young couple was ready to reach the ultimate love climax. She pulled the young Capt. Kumar to mount on top of her. She pulled his mouth over her. In that position his hard rod pointed straight at her pussy. She felt his hard, long and thick cock poking her tummy and her vagina mound close to her pussy. She rubbed his cock with her fingers. She rolled her fingers around the mushroom head of his cock and making a ring of her fingers; she caught the foreskin of his cock and shagged it several times. She was in love with Capt. Kumar’s cock. She took his cock in her hands, shagged it gently, looked at it and addressed it, “Darling you are my lover. I want you inside me. Please fuck me.”

Capt. Kumar rubbed his cock several times on her pussy lips.

He pushed it slowly in with his fingers. When it went in a little, he pushed it slowly with a shove of his arched body. It went in just a little, when the young girl gave out a mild scream. Was it in pain or anticipation? The captain inserted his cock a bit more. She caught his rod in her hand and rubbed it again on her cunt lips. There was plenty of lubrication in the form of her love juices and Capt. Kumar’s abundant pre-cum. The tip of his thick rod went in easily. It was the girth that could cause some anxiety. He pushed it in a little more. That time she did have some pain. She cried out, “Ooohhh… slowly darling slowly…” Capt. Kumar halted. He withdrew it slowly and again rubbed it on her pussy lips. He then pushed it again a bit more.

Neetu bit her lips as she felt the pain. However, she was determined to suffer the pain but not show it. I was amazed at women’s capacity and readiness to bear the pain to give joy to their husbands or lovers. Even if a woman did not enjoy sex by her unskilled lover or husband, she would pretend as if she enjoyed it. Normally it is the husband or lover who gives her pain and trauma in return of love given by the woman. In the case of Neetu, however, that was not the case.

Her lover was a skilled man. He knew his lover’s predicament. He kept inserting his huge shaft slowly into her tiny love hole. He kept on going deeper and deeper with each gentle stroke. It was a prolonged process. My estimate was that it took about five minutes or so, when he was able to get deep into her. He did not stroke her quickly. He took plenty of time and pushed his long and thick rod slowly making it slide gently into her narrow passage. His bit by bit pushing and withdrawing his thick cock, excited his lover, which made her release more and more juices from her pussy. This made the penetration easier, because gentle back and forth movement of his long rod lubricated all walls of her tender vagina. Gradually Capt. Kumar rod slid in and out easily.

By then Capt. Kumar was able to increase the pace of his strokes. Neetu was ready and eager to reach the higher level of bliss by matching her lover stroke by stroke. She raised her hips to indicate that she could now take his greater thrusts. Moaning of the young girl became louder as their pace and physical activities speeded up. Capt. Kumar was charged up and wanted to demonstrate his virility and enjoy the feel of sliding in her vaginal tunnel repeatedly. His testicles had accumulated his virility for days, if not for weeks and his semen was burst into her love tunnel.

He was hornier as never before. He puffed as he pumped her faster and faster. The way he lasted out before ejaculating was a lesson for me to learn. His sustainability was superb. He kept on for what must be about ten long minutes, when finally he told Neetu, “Honey, I am on the edge. Should I eject it in or take it out?”

The young one did not want him to stop and said, “Do not eject now, go on when you finally can’t hold any longer, let it go in. I am just about to cum myself.”

After about a minute or two the girl cried out, “Kumar, I ammm cominggg… ohhh…” with a big sigh she had her orgasm, but not before Capt. Kumar let go of his semen into her, with a big sigh.

The fucking of the young couple made us go berserk. I was mauling Jyoti’s breasts in my hands and she had done my zip and was stroking my cock. I had no time to look at my wife and the Colonel.

I had inserted my hand into Jyoti’s shorts and was needling her ass and her pussy. It raised her temperature and she exposed my cock and shagged it vigorously. We were completely oblivious of the young couple then. I wanted to open Jyoti’s shorts and dispense with her panty. I had little doubt that the Colonel was doing the same to my wife at that time.

Just then the bushes were swept aside and huge shaft of light flooded in blinding our eyes. The young couple moved away the bushes and looked at us. They were trying to find out from where the sounds came. They saw me with Jyoti and the Colonel with my wife. They saw us smooching each other’s spouse. Neetu had not yet dressed up. I saw her lovely breasts from where I sat. The vegetation concealed the rest from our view. The first person to speak out was the young girl. She exclaimed, “Is that you Mr. Mathur, sir?”

It felt like a slap on my face. I remembered the famous phrase, “Et tu, Brutus?” from Caesar's play. Embarrassed, one after the other, all four of us rose from our positions and started buttoning up and rearrange our selves. I saw that Sunita was trying to arrange her bra and her top. The Colonel was busy in tightening up his trousers. Unlike my fears, they did not seem to have progressed much, as the Colonel was almost fully dressed and so was my wife Sunita. Surprisingly, I felt a tinge of sorrow for the Colonel, who did not seem to have done much with my wife. On the other hand, Jyoti and I were almost ready to fuck; if there was proper space or time. We really had to do a bit of exercise to rearrange our clothing. I was certain that it did not escape the attention of our spouses.

The young naked lass bent down behind the bush to cover up. She dressed up quickly and ran ahead; acute embarrassment writ large on her face at having been caught. I kept looking from behind at her bouncing breasts, gyrating buttocks and her slim well toned young body. She climbed up and was on her way to the upper camp. The rest of us looked at each other and without saying anything resumed our onward journey.

Capt. Kumar quickly dressed up. He addressed the Colonel and said, “I think you saw it all. We saw you partially. We are now open to each other. Why should we de formal with each other?” And then he ran after Neetu to catch up with her.

The Colonel shrugged his shoulders and without speaking, got up to resume his walk to the camp uphill. We followed him silently.

As we walked up, we found the other members waiting for us anxiously. As soon as they saw us they resumed their walk uphill with us. In the horizon dense clouds had formed. Some raindrops began falling. It was clear that somewhere not much further, it was raining heavily. There was a cool breeze blowing across as we were about three kilometre away from the upper camp site. By the time we covered some distance, a slight drizzle started. Our leader informed us that it was likely that we might face heavy rains.

After climbing up for a about a kilometre, Sunita complained of having pain in her legs again. The Colonel made her sit on a rock and said that he will give her the first aid. The leader asked the rest of us to move ahead; as he felt that the weather might get worse. Sunita asked me not wait but to reach the camp and wait for her. She said that they would join us soon.

We began walking up the hill. It started raining a little by then. We reached the upper camp in the next one hour. By that time it was raining heavily.

There were dry towels in the tent. We wiped our body. We still had wet clothes on us. Most of us dipped our legs in hot water to get relief from strained muscles. Jyoti and I eagerly waited for our spouses. At the upper camp there was some arrangement of tents and cooking, tea snacks etc. Jyoti and I dried ourselves and helped ourselves to a warm cup of tea.

We were sitting by the side of a fire, when my wife Sunita and the Colonel joined us almost one hour after our arrival at the upper camp. Both of them were soaking wet. However, my wife had the Colonel’s rain coat around her. We gave them dry towels and made them sit in front of the fire to dry and warm up. I was horrified to see the Colonel having several bruises and some blood on his dress. When I asked him, he dismissed it as trivial and said that he was bruised when he lost his balance. When Sunita intervened, the Colonel stopped her saying that it was not so important.

Sunita’s pain seemed to have reduced drastically. As soon as she saw me, she embraced me with a glee on her face. I asked her how she felt. She said that she was ok and she wanted me to thank the Colonel for almost carrying her half the way to the camp, as she could not walk.

There were four tents. There were some basic facilities of toilets, beds and for warming food or making tea etc. the location was beautiful. There was a river about one hundred meters away from us. There was a strong current in the river and water made a loud but sweet sound.

Sunita tugged me to walk out. It was raining outside. Perhaps she wanted to tell me something in private. I asked her if she and I could go to the next tent which was empty. She nodded happily. Whilst Jyoti got busy attending to the Colonel dressing up his wounds, we ran to the next tent trying to cover ourselves from the torrential rain.

I asked Sunita, “I felt that you wanted to tell me something.”

She said, “Yes, I did. I just wanted to tell you something but before that, please tell me, if you are still serious about your fantasy that you asked me to fulfil?”

I replied enthusiastically, “Yes, I am very serious. But why do you ask?”

She said, “It is possible that I may reconsider my position on the subject.”

I said, “I am listening. Go ahead. Please tell me clearly what you mean.”

She said, “After you left me with the Colonel, I could not stand on my feet. I tried to walk a little but had acute pain and had to stop or sit. The Colonel each time lifted me up and carried me to a rock nearby, made me sit and massaged my muscle to revive my blood circulation. After that we walked some distance and my leg pained again. I had to stop again. This happened several times, when finally the Colonel bodily lifted me up in his arms and carried me up the hill.”

“I asked the Colonel jokingly, how he felt carrying me. I asked him if he felt as if he was carrying his lover to bed. The Colonel looked at me and smiled wryly. He said that he wished he was. However, he stopped and did not say anything more.”

I could not control my curiosity. I asked her, “What happened then?”

She blushed. She hesitated. I cajoled her, “Don’t feel hesitant. I would not blame you. I am excited, tell me what happened.”

She continued after a brief pause. “Once I felt better and decided to walk a little to check if my pain had reduced. He was right there behind me. Suddenly I missed a step and fell. I slipped down from the path several feet into a gorge. I could have gone down much more and could have been badly hurt, had the Colonel not jumped instantly behind me, caring little for his life, running and skidding on the steep slope. He reached me very quickly, took me in his arms and kissed me all over and scolded me for my carelessness. He to be more careful. I saw tears in his eyes for the first time. He gently lifted me up back to the mountain path. His clothes were torn and he hurt himself badly.

After that, he insisted on my walking within his coat and in his arms. He said that he did not want to risk my slipping and falling down. I could not avoid feeling the poking of his hard cock on my butts and thighs or sometimes on my crotch. He felt embarrassed for that and mumbled some kind of awkward apologetic words. I told him frankly not to worry about that and told him that it was unavoidable. I felt pain again. He stopped and lifted me up again in his rams.

“As he walked carrying me like a child in his powerful arms, his fingers brushed my breasts regularly. He seemed oblivious of that. I was not sure if he really did not feel anything or was pretending. However, his touch sent shivers down my spine. I knew how badly he always wanted to make love to me. When I was so intimately close, it must have been a great strain on him to control his hormones. Our mouths were almost touching each other’s. His heavy breathing due to the exertion of lifting me up the hill constantly hit my nostrils and mouth. Water was dropping down from his face into my mouth. I bent his head down. I raised my mouth a little and kissed him on his lips. He jerked and stopped. He gently put me down and made me lean on a tall rock. He straddled me between his legs and began kissing me.”

Sunita stopped for a while taking deep breaths as if it was happening to her there and then. Hearing the erotic narration, even I became breathless. I prompted her, dismissing her doubts. I said, “You did just the right thing. Please carry on. Don’t stop.”

She said, “He hesitated. I locked my arms behind him and kept pressing his body on mine. I kept sucking his lips, gradually his dam burst. He could not control his emotions anymore and he kissed me hard and long. He licked my lips; he moved his mouth and licked my forehead. He kissed my nose and eyes. He kissed and licked my cheeks and kissed me again on my lips. I loved the feel of his wet hair on my nose and cheeks.” She paused looking at me. I nodded my head indicating that she continue.

“He kept kissing my neck for such a long time that I felt that he would not move away from there. I was so horny. Sunil, I remembered your fantasy and I am now ashamed to admit that I wanted him to undress me and fuck me there and then. I wanted him to take the initiative. However, he didn’t. Perhaps he expected me to take the lead. That moment was lost. Wariness set in. We moved apart after a while and he asked me to see if I could walk. That was a huge letdown for me.” I could sense her disappointment.

She continued, “I began to walk limping. There was a slight uphill incline. He lifted me up and carried me in his arms again. On the way there was a bench, meant for the tourists. He gently laid me on the bench to take a breather. He sat by my side. I was feeling guilty of letting him down. Suddenly out of impulse, I pulled his head down and kissed him again. He stammered, ‘For God’s sake! Sunita what are you doing?’ I however, did not listen to him. I kept sucking his lips. Then he began kissing me first on my lips and then on my neck and breasts.”

I was having a raging hard on. I asked her, “Did he undress you?”

She replied, “Oh, no dear. I was fully dressed. However, I was completely wet. He could perhaps see my nipples through my top and my bra. He kissed me on my top. He just kept kissing me. He seemed to be delirious. He kept nuzzling his head between my breasts. He kept saying ‘Sunita I want you. I want you badly. Please don’t encourage me, or else I will go berserk. Pleasel push me away.’ He constantly kept on asking me for my forgiveness and said that he was unable to control his reaction.” She stopped, hesitating again.

I pulled her mouth and kissed her hard. I pressed her hand on my erect cock and I told her, “Please go ahead. Don’t stop. Look how turned on I am, hearing your experience. I am not angry or upset. I am aroused.”

She felt my rock hard cock. She inserted her hand into my Bermuda, pushed aside my underwear and caressed my naked cock. She continued, “I pressed his mouth on mine and began kissing him again. I knew that he wanted to feel my boobs in his mouth. I just could not refuse him his desire. As I was kissing him, I opened two buttons of my top. He saw me opening my top buttons. He quickly unbuttoned the rest and unbuckled my bra. You know that my bra is very tight. My breasts just jumped out of my bra and presented themselves to him. For more than a minute, he looked at my breasts. He did not perhaps expect my breasts to be so big and firm. All this while, he has been seeing his wife’s smaller boobs, you see?”

I detected a bit of pride in my wife’s voice on scoring at least one point over Jyoti, the Colonel’s wife. She was gaga over the amazing expressions on the Colonel’s face when he saw her breasts. I nodded my head and squeezed her breasts hard. My wife knew then that I rather enjoyed her description and that I did not have any negative feelings.

She then continued enthusiastically. “In a jiffy, without any preliminaries, the Colonel pressed his mouth on my breasts and began sucking one and kept fondling the other. He kept changing the sequence. As he kept sucking them, he kept saying, ‘I love them, they are so wonderful. I wish I was your small boy.’ He kept sucking my breasts and then suddenly he rose and began kissing me hard on my lips. He was highly aroused. I moved my arm to feel his cock. I felt his big cock with the cloth trying hard to burst out of his trousers.”

My wife looked at me with a question mark on her face. She said, “I was aroused and I also knew your desire for my making out with your friend. I wanted to feel his cock and his balls. I however, controlled myself. We were doing all this is an open space and anyone walking by, could see us. Of course there was no one nearby. I was only afraid of someone coming from our camp looking for us.”

I asked her impatiently, “Oh! That is alright. Please tell me what happened next?”

She said, “The Colonel did what I was hesitating to do. He unbuttoned his fly and uncovered his cock. I inserted my hand in his trousers and felt his huge erection. I pushed aside an edge of his underwear and pushed my fingers inside his underwear. He was all wet inside. His cum was so much that I suspected that he must have ejected inside. However, it was just his pre-cum. He was rock hard. I caressed his cock and withdrew my hand, when he inserted his hand under my skirt. I jerked instinctively and pushed his hand away. That was the shock, he didn’t expect. I now wish I should not have done that. He felt crestfallen and frustrated. He immediately apologized and stood up. He asked me to cover up. His face bore no expressions”

I was more crestfallen at that time than perhaps the Colonel. I asked her, “Why did you push his hand away?”

She said, “It was just instinctive. It was not a deliberate action. I just did not think about it. Perhaps I was not ready. I was sad looking at him. I told him that I was sorry. I had not done it intentionally. His reply was that it was his fault. He said that he was sorry. He did not want to violate me or force me. He said that he should have controlled his actions. He kept gesturing as if he was condemning himself. He said that he was guilty of breaching the limits of decency. He began walking slowly with me and we are here.” She concluded. She was saddened, when she saw a feeling of disappointment on my face.

I patted her back encouragingly and pulled her closer to me. I kissed her on her lips and said, “Darling I love you for whatever you have done. I am so happy for you. However, I feel a bit sorry for the Colonel. Anyway, we have a many days together. Let us go back to the camp. They must be waiting for us.”

We returned to join the Colonel and his wife. I greeted the Colonel. He smiled wryly. There was no expression on his face. He was not his usual jolly self. In the meanwhile, lunch was served. We ate the meal silently. After the lunch, he walked with his wife towards another side of the camp without saying anything. I saw him go to a location from where one could have a panoramic view of the forest.

There was a shout suddenly. An army instructor said, “All get ready, there is attack on our camp site. Please be alert.”

We heard some gun shots fired in the air. About ten men riding on horses entered our camp. They were fully armed with handmade guns and two army rifles. The Colonel came running along with the others. Just in the morning we were cautioned about a possible mock terrorist attack. We were however told to treat it not as a mock attack but real one and react accordingly. The attackers looked to be ruffians and not like normal army guys. All of us were not very much alarmed, knowing that this was a mock attack.

However, we needed to treat is as a real attack. Several guns were pointed at us. Most of us were unprepared. We did not think that this mock terrorist attack would happen on the first day of our training. We raised our hands and waited for something to happen. All the lessons learnt only a few hours ago were forgotten. I looked at the Colonel. He was dismayed at our lack of preparedness. He shouted at us. “What is this happening? Come on let us try to repulse the attack.”

Before he could complete, one of the terrorists, swung the butt of his gun in his direction. The butt caught the middle of the Colonel’s jaw. A stream of blood began to flow from his jaw. The attacker shouted, “This chap seems greater trouble. Tie this fellow immediately; so that we could finish our work quickly.” One of the fellows tied the Colonel with ease and stood close to him holding the rope end in his hands, with a gun pointing at the Colonel’s temple. The Colonel stood in a corner helplessly looking at us. It became clear to us then that it was not a mock but a real terrorist attack.

The gang leader then closely looked at the Colonel and said, “Oh! So, this is our valued guest Col. Jaswant Singh, right? How badly, I have been looking forward to meet you.” I was perplexed at how the ruffians could recognize the Colonel amongst so many of us.

The gang leader then moved near me and half asking and half making a factual statement, said, “And you are Mr. Mathur, the famous political journalist?” I was amazed at their knowledge of our names and even professions. I wondered how much more they knew about us. How on earth and from where and why did they get this information? This was an unsolved puzzle for me. I looked questioningly at the Colonel. He perhaps read my mind and shrugged his shoulders to indicate that he was also all at sea.

The Colonel holding his bleeding jaw with one hand said, “Look, whoever you are. We are in a training camp and have nothing to do with the Army. What do you want from us?”

The leader said, “Aha! You say have nothing to do with the army? That is a big joke. Anyway, we want you two fellows. All others can stand aside.”

Suddenly Sunita came forward and said, “You cannot take them away. What have they done? Why do you want them?” The leader looked at Sunita appreciatively and said, “I see! You are Mrs. Mathur, right? Do you also want to come with them?” A chill went down my spine when I saw the leader and other ruffians looking at Sunita, Jyoti and the young girl Neetu with lusty eyes and licking saliva dripping from their wet lips.

Jyoti came forward and said, “We shall not surrender meekly.” I was surprised at her courage. She stood boldly in front of the leader. The leader surveyed her from top to toe and smiled amusingly. He went closer to Jyoti and said, “I know you are the Colonel’s wife. These army people sure have lovely wives. Look at them wives. They are lucky bastards.” He ordered his other accomplishes, “Tie the Colonel and the journalist first and then tie their wives also. After all, we are entitled to some entertainment with work.”

Before we could do anything, the terrorists surrounded three of us with a bundle of ropes and tied each one of us with envious expertise. Each one was tied separately and placed on a horse. Whilst the men were tying us, a gun shot rang through air. It was fired from behind us. One of the terrorists fell bleeding on the floor. I looked around and found two army men missing. Obviously, they hid behind trees and shot at the terrorists. There was a panic in the area. The terrorists began looking around to trace the shooter. They could not locate anyone.

There was another shot and another terrorist fell bleeding. There was a terror amongst the terrorists and also amongst us. Most of us were not prepared for a gunfight. We ducked. Some of us lay flat on the ground. The morning lessons were coming in handy. As the terrorists began scurrying for cover; their leader started firing in all directions and told his men, “Come on, mount these people on the horses and run for your life.” It was obvious that these men were not so well trained as our army men. They did not want a gun fight and lose more of their soldiers.

The men mounted the Colonel first and then me on another horse. There was a slight lull in firing from outside. Taking advantage of that, they mounted Sunita on another horse. When the firing started again from the woods, the leader ordered his men to scurry into the forest. Before we could realize, the armed men loaded their wounded men and three of us and ran for cover in the forest. They could not load Jyoti because they had no time and they did not want to lose any more of their men.

They left in a huff as there was another round of firing from the forest. We were soon into the forest with the Colonel, my wife and me riding on separate horses.

I looked behind to have a final glimpse of the camp, before we disappeared into the forest. I saw all the people in the camp shouting for help and ladies crying. We were far away from the camp in a very short time. I last looked at the Colonel and my wife. Their horses ran almost parallel to ours. Sunita was carried by a man, who had made her sit in front of him. I could see pain and panic on Sunita’s face.

The leader shouted some command. The man, who strapped me to his horse and rode me with him, put a blindfold on my eyes. I saw that the Colonel and my wife were also being blindfolded. It was raining heavily. We could not make out the direction where we were heading.

We must have been riding for about two hours or more, when the horses stopped and I heard the leader shouting asking his men to dismount us take us to our place of confinement. They spoke in Urdu and Hindi language. A few of them appeared to be locals and spoke of local dialect, which I could not understand clearly.

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This was the third part of a four part series. Who were these people who kidnapped three of us? The fourth and final part shall be full of suspense, adventure and reveals the secrets. Will the Colonel get my wife’s favour? Will I be able to win over Jyoti? What would be our situation vis a vis the young Capt. Kumar? All this and more shall be revealed in the next and final part. The readers might find my writing rather slow and descriptive. I do not know if it gets boring. I believe that sex is like a spice in our mundane life. If we are fed only spices daily, we might start hating spices. I would like to take the readers to different heights. I am unsure, if I am successful. It is for the readers to comment on my writing. I am waiting to receive your comments even if they are critical. PLEASE WRITE TO ME.

The story has no connection with any person living or dead and does not claim to represent factual situation of Indian Army or any other private or Government organisation.