To start with the story, I am Abhi, age 23, stays in Pune, have 7 inch cock which is not a fake, have a athletic body and enough stamina to satisfy an... women. I left my job in order to pursue my further education. This story is about my neighbor bhabhi shweta (38-26-38) and me, as she was not satisfied in her life and one adventure and little bit of care changed her way of looking towards me.After leaving my job, I was searching for a flat on rent, once I got the flat on rent basis, I shifted. So she rolled over onto her knees and, bracing herself against the table with her left hand, resumed masturbating with her right. The fire had gone out completely by now, and the streetlight seemed to be getting dimmer by the minute, so there was only the faintest glimmer of illumination on Jane’s naked body as she pleasured herself.Then a figure approached her from behind. Jane never saw it coming; she suddenly felt a hand pressing her head down against the table, another creeping between her. So menial, so arduous. But it was a common thing in Barbaria. All the great ladies of the kingdom had their own ‘barges’ which they used near shore in calm conditions or on one of the numerous lakes around the city. I, it seemed, had been given the ‘honour’ of being selected for the ‘barge’ of Princess Alexena herself. It was an ‘honour’ I would willingly have forgone, needless to say. As yet, with nineteen other slave-girls, I was only permitted in the training ‘barge’ and would not be. Then she was behind me her tongue searching along my crack before darting into my arsehole, god it was amazing having come less than thirty minutes before my cock was again rock hard. Helen continued rimming my arse while using her hands to fondle my balls and wanking my cock to the most toe tingling superb orgasm.That was the first night that she stayed over, starting that night we began to talk more freely about wants needs and our fantasies. Helen asked and I told her about Mary, but it was.