Ozzie Orgy – Part 2 (Anupama Meets The Women)

The session was on but Anupama was not in yet.

I introduced Anupama when she arrived, explaining she had come directly from work, and you could hear the amazement as she walked in the room in her thick overcoat. Was this the woman they had heard about? Dressed so plainly. It was not what they expected.

She reached into her backpack and replaced her Nikes with high heels. Not like Priya’s but still the second highest heels there. But still not what they expected. Then she removed the coat and stood there naked except for black stockings and a cream garter belt that contrasted with her dark oiled skin.

Her one inch nipples were hard, erect, quivering and her 6 inches long 2-inch wide landing strip was platted with beads in it like an African’s hair. She called for Nabh. He left the table and by the time she had his trousers down the slim quiet solitary 18-year-old was hard.

Anupama knelt before him and his 5 inches slowly completely disappeared into her mouth. Then she pulled back releasing the saliva covered cock from her mouth before settling into a steady rhythm. After 2 minutes Nabh’s body quivered and she pulled his cock from her mouth and held his cock at arms reach.

A stream of creamy cum connected the arm length distance between her face and Nabh’s tool. Almost instantly a second and third spurt, each stronger and longer spattered her face and the congealed cum of these and the first slowly slipped down her face on to her bare tits.

A 2-second pause then the fourth, fifth and sixth cascade of cum While Anupama massaged the pooling viscous goo into her tits, the clickety-click of high heels announced the arrival of Priya who knelt beside Anupama and ripped her red bra off. Whether this inspired Nabh or not I don’t know but, after a couple of seconds, he delivered his seventh.

It was his longest and thickest yet. It hit Anupama higher instantly matting her hair, and turning his hips he delivered his eighth and ninth into Priya turning her face into a cream-colored facial skin mask with a thick cum string that joined her to Anupama.

Saanvi half rose to command Priya to return to her seat, but I restrained her telling her to wait till later as Priya’s nephew Bharat led the applause. The previous weekend in one of orgasms Nabh had fired out 9 times, but that was last week. Tonight he squirted out his tenth and eleventh into Priya who was licking the cum rolling down her face before his next discharge hit Anupama.

This one didn’t hit her face but reached and joined his cum already drying on her tits. It took Nabh 10 seconds but he stepped closer to Priya and jolted her with his thirteenth and fourteenth before his fifteenth, thin and watery, merely reached her knees.

Priya took the long route back to her seat necessitating her passing by Saanvi, stopping for a few seconds beside her to ostensibly adjust her now cum stained skirt and while looking Saanvi in the eye she subtly thrust out her cum covered tits letting the audience compare them to Saanvi’s smaller sari covered ones.

Again Saanvi was about to rise but my hand on her thigh kept her in her seat. We commenced the meal, those nearest Anupama casting glances at her cum covered face and naked tits, while those nearer Priya did the same to her.

We finished eating and I stood and spoke again as Anupama bent to adjust her shoes. I finished with, “And Anupama wants to meet all you ladies individually”.

Eyes turned towards her but her seat was vacant. Then Anvi the prostitute gripped the table and half shouted, “Oh God, she eating me”.

You can be lucky. As the partner of vice-captain Nish her seating meant she was first, and a being prostitute she was the most likely to be unfazed by being eaten by another woman in front of people you have not met before. She gripped the table tighter as she closed to orgasm.

But I was worried as the next woman in line was Anushka, Prajit’s 44-year-old cousin seemed frozen with fear. Everyone was watching Anvi but I was looking ahead thinking the evening would end if one refused. As Anvi drew closer to orgasm I was saved.

Priya had left her seat and had pleaded with Anushka to swap places. She stripped off her skirt to be fully nude, and as Anvi shrieked her cumming sat down ready to be ready as Anupama’s second. Priya’s orgasm was, as I expected, loud and noisy. Anupama below the table moved clockwise on to Raj’s 22-year-old sister Ira, who came with a low long moan

By the time she reached the final woman Saanvi seated beside me on my right 13 women had cum. Some like Isha’s 18-year-old school girl sister Vanya in high pitched screams, others like Ina the 20-year-old shop assistant in moans, rhythmical deep grunts like Sai, the 50-year-old big titted, big arsed, long-haired cousin of Daulat, hissed explosions of air, prolonged groans, short squeals.

But they all had cum. What was unexpected was Anupama’s startled exclamation as she started on Navya, Gangeeshes’s 48-year-old BBW aunt, followed by muffled squelching sounds as a glazed-eyed Navya was brought to an explosive orgasm.

Another thing that stood out to me was Anushka, Prajit’s solid bodied 44-year-old aunt who had frozen and nearly ruined the ring a rosy until Priya swapped places, came the quickest with her hands cradling her now exposed tits while her fingers twisted and tweaked the stiff nipples on her smallish tits. And finally, the 54-year-old Anglo Indian Ruth Andrews who accepted the longest tongue lashing from Anupama before she came.

Anupama had reached Saanvi and started her tonguing of the last woman. Saanvi was a screamer and apart from the volume, her shaking body revealed the intensity of her cum. Unseen by the rest of the table I put my hand on Anupama’s rising head and directed it back to Saanvi’s pussy.

Soon her screams of “God again, again, Agaaaaaaiiiin,” announced her second orgasm and with one hand still restraining Anupama’s shoulder, with my other hand I guided Saanvi’s elbow lower so her hand dropped below the table and placed it in Anupama’s head.

Saanvi took the hint and made sure all saw her ostentatiously take her other hand below the table to hold Anupama’s head against her wet cunt. As she came 3 more times I could see many of the women looking under the table to watch.

Eventually, I stood and called out “Enough, we still have the main event,” and she reluctantly stopped. Straight away her eyes full of triumph went to Priya whom I was afraid would explode. But luckily my text reached her and its message of her superiority in my eyes calmed her.

As arranged Angard took all the boys and a now re-coated Anupama downstairs to partake of the Johnnie Walker Black Label I had purchased as a build up to their involvement in the next stage. During the movement, I leaned close to Saanvi and whispered: “I am so proud.”

Her hand sought mine before I stood and spoke to the women explaining that I had originally thought the winning duo would be decided by most cums from Anupama. But on reflection that would be unfair as later contestants would find it easier to make an aroused Anupama cum, so I changed it to a vote.

But because they would be doing most of the work only they, and not the boys would vote 3, 2, and 1. I asked if they agreed and led by an enthusiastic Anushka I got a resounding yes. But because we wanted no bias I was asking one of them to sacrifice and not enter but organize the entertainment, collect and correlate all the votes.

Eyes dropped to the table not meeting mine. Then Ruth Andrews spoke up, “I will do it. I was in a Government administration office back in Kolkatta.”

She had read my text asking her to trust me and volunteer for whatever I asked the group.

Ruth and I went into the toilets to discuss and prepare the event. Her eyes were watering as she said, “I did it. I volunteered but why? I lasted the longest of any of those bitches when the Hindu slut ate us. I could have won it if I was in it, but you said, volunteer.”

“Yes”, I agreed, “Three and a half minutes longer than Kyra and four minutes longer than Priya and Saanvi’s longest.”

“And I could have cum more like that ugly old grandmother. Why?”

Ugly? The two looked similar to me. Saanvi was only 2 years older, 56 compared to Ruth’s 54.

I continued, “And your orgasm was over 7 seconds longer than Sanvi’s and Priya’s.”

“Was it? You think I am better than those bitches?” She queried slowly and I followed up with, “You and I know that you are better, but would 13 Hindus vote an Anglo Indian the winner?”

She shook her head and I continued. “I’ve got huge plans for this group of women. What would they think if I was spending long periods of time alone with you?”

“That we were fucking.”

“That’s right. What would they think if we were spending long periods of time together doing boring, yet necessary work for the group to operate as a club that none of them want to do?”

“They wouldn’t think. They would just be happy it wasn’t them.” Her frown was vanishing.

I followed up with, “If they don’t see you in action here they will be underestimating you until it really counts, plus as the collection point for all data about them, we have knowledge. Far more than what the others, no matter their title or position, will have. They will rely on your advice and take it because if it looks OK, its easiest for them. So we can manipulate or even blackmail to get an outcome that suits us”.

Her head was nodding up and down in agreement and I bent to give her a comforting, encouraging kiss on the cheek. She turned and I had what felt like a snake crawling past my tonsils. I am sure her tongue went further into my guts than the miniature camera the surgeon had sent down. Being the chaste person I am I terminated before I was asphyxiated

The boys arrived back obviously a little affected by the high priced shots of Johnnie Walker Black. All the women had their voting card issued by Ruth to place 3 2 1 on, with each card secretly coded so Ruth and I could see who voted for who.

I had Ruth draw a duos name from an empty bowl containing all the duos. I looked at the names Daulat and his aunt Sai but called out Gangeesh and his aunt Navya. I wanted to get off to a good start with the women seeing Gangeesh’s 12-inch monster. And it worked.

To be continued.