She’s attractive pretty oval-faced having large eyes with both pranks and temptation written in them; tall, wheatish or dusky, and endowed with a voluptuous body which men dream of savouring. Menka was struggling for her singing career in the filmdom and was as usual badly exploited in the hands of the C-graded or B-graded film Producers or film-men etc in the initial years of her struggle for career.

Eventually some time in mid-2004, single Menka, then in her early mid-twenties, came across an exceptionally talented music composer, whose nick-name was Babu, who was then in his mid-thirties and a bachelor, residing in Versova locality. First time as a singer she was highly impressed and optimized by Babu’s unique compositions, after those of R.D.Barman. She found her hope in him.

And she contemplated to making most of him for her career. Babu was then scoring music for a big film which starred top stars of the industry. With a view to picking up or learning compositions of Babu, Menka started coming over to his flat at Seven Bungalow almost regularly in the late-afternoon, along with one Ajay Bhatia, a co-coordinator [and a masseur by basic profession], whom Menka introduced as her cousin.

However, soon Menka came closer to Babu, both as singer and a friend at personal level. Babu’s wife or family used to reside at their native place in Assam. In Mumbai Babu was then living in his rented flat, all alone.

Well, the friendship between Menka and Babu deepened day by day, musically depending on each other. Menka would come to Babu’s place, often at early evening, usually wearing salwar-kameez. Oneday Babu gifted her beautiful south-Indian saree.

Intelligent Menka made out that Babu preferred saree to salwar-kameez. And thenceforth she wore Saree whenever came to him next. Anyway, Babu was looking for a chance to naughtily approach Menka, but he was not getting a right scope to do so.

The predicament was the presence of Ajay. He would always accompany Menka. Finally one day Babu approached Menka, telephonically, and requested her not to wear brassier underneath her blouse when she would come next.

Menka burst into a giggle, not promising anything. Next night Menka came up but this time not accompanied by her man Friday Ajay. And first time Menka indulged her composer friend Babu in his spontaneous pranks to savour her very firm and round pair of 36A breasts for hours together or until the breast-molestation granted her a couple of shuddering orgasms, one after another, and spent her out. But at the same time Menka did not let him experience intercourse with her on some pretext of her not being on the pill etc.

In fact, Menka made him stay satiated with her succulent lips and boobs only. Usually, now onwards, Ajay would be relaxing in Babu’s hall, making phone-calls to his clients etc, while Menka and Babu, after their music-tryst, reveled a good time in the bedroom. Eventually, one day she, while enjoying breast-crazy Babu’s athirst mouth on her elated breasts, asked him to speak his mind in terms of his yet unspoken erotic reveries.

He obviously wanted to fill her womb with his hot lava and he also asked Menka to suck him to ejaculation in her mouth. But she refused it, saying that she had never sucked penis before, and it never interested her. But then she smiled, and further asked what would be his reaction if he ever found or watched her with another man on bed! Babu said out he would not mind if it’s a part of tacit threesomes.

She laughed, and that evening (September 2004) Menka pulled Babu into tasting her nectarine youth, fully to his heart’s content. Babu pumped himself into beautiful Menka, taking her thrust by thrust, to the seventh heaven. He filled her hungry womb twice, and without using condoms. Then next couple of weeks Menka stayed absent.

Eventually, worried Babu rang her up, and she told that her parents now contemplated to getting her married off to an industrialist boy of their choice so henceforth he should not ring up her home or on her cell. Menka thus walked out on Babu’s life, as though overnight! Babu was quite upset at Menka’s estrangement.

Then passed a couple of months, all but a year, as if in a twinkle! Meanwhile some strange remour now reached Babu that Menka was anything but married off rather she’s now trying for a new career in the realm of music direction although, of course She could not yet get through in her venture in terms of obtaining any compositional assignment. Information came to Babu, and it was that Menka adopted a daughter-infant, etc.

Then another few months passed. Meanwhile Babu had shifted over to a new place at Lokhandwala. And then one day came a twinkle to Babu from Menka, all on a sudden. It was in early August 2005. They talked out. Menka frantically wanted to reconcile with Babu and this time as his equal partner in profession.

Babu agreed, and thus they made a duo. Menka resumed her regular visits to Babu’s new 2 BHK flat. And as usual again Ajay was with Menka Bhatia. Ajay became the secretary to the duo-composers.

Well, contextually, during reconciliation this time, Menka casually put forth a request, if not exactly a condition, to Babu that he should no more turn naughty with her unless they tasted the bliss of success Otherwise it might hamper their works or creative hours, also said she about her adoption of an infant babe from her senior sister only a few months ago.

Ajay however went on to arrange duo’s music-sittings, one after another, with different producers and directors at their music-room Babu’s flat. But this did not work out as the duo had expected, resulting it frustrated the duo, especially ambitious Menka.

Finally Ajay came out with his strange suggestion: According to him such producer director guests needed and appreciate some sorts of entertainment subsequent to music-sittings.

And they would never be able to impress, or induce the concerned producer / director into their hands, until he’s entertained with hard-drinks as well as company of a pretty voluptuously full-bodied young woman etc. Babu was hesitant to agree with Ajay, while Menka’s face flashed with hope. And she said out to her partner Babu: “we must get things done in anyway, by any means, and at any cost”. A few days later Ajay told them he would soon bring down a new wealthy middle-aged businessman Mr. Setthy who’s in mood to soon get into film production. But to begin with, he wanted to produce a music-album with the duo provided their music impressed him. Menka turned quite excited about this proposal or project.

Green-signalling Ajay to go ahead with arranging a date with Mr. Setthy at their music-room as early as possible, Menka suggested Babu: If Setthy is really a rich man, then why don’t we try to persuade him into straightway producing a film, instead of a music-album, with our music in it ?” “Not a bad idea”, Babu opined, “but how?” Menka smiled and said out with confidence: “Leave it to me. Just be with me with a broad mind and confidence in me, but how we manipulate him or we talk out with Setthy must be a secret, even from Ajay”.

Babu nodded head in affirmation. Well, it was a Sunday evening (of September 2005). Menka reached Babu’s place at about seven. She was in deep blue south-Indian silk saree with same-hued fashionable blouse with deep U-cut down the front. She looked simply ravishing and provocatively sexy in her traditional Indian outfits.

Much of her shapely elated bosom was on the view or peeping out from her tight (and brief) blouse. Babu tried to play a bit naughty with Menka by pulling her closer and tried to plant a kiss on her succulent lips. But she gently pushed him away, saying: “dear, this’d not the proper time and situation for all this”

A few minutes later came a phone from Ajay, and Menka talked. Putting the receiver down Menka, who looked now little tensed, told Babu: Setthy is now on the way. Ajay is with him. Now the problem is that Ajay had assured Setthy that he would get him a girl this evening. But the model-girl who was in Ajay’s circle has turned down Ajay at the eleventh hour. In fact, Ajay rang up when Setthy stopped his car at a medical shop to buy condoms. Now you suggest what we should do. Setthy must not slip away”.

Babu said: Well, you should not have egged on Ajay to arrange such girl for Setthy. After all, she is an outsider and, above all, a model-girl who may subsequently meet Setthy at his place straightway. And that shall be harmful to us in terms of our interest or motive. So to maintain secrecy about our discussion or way of manipulation etc with Setthy we must not allow the presence of any such girl or else one here. Menka nodded her head in agreement.
However, at about 8.30 pm, Setthy came down, accompanied by Ajay. After some initial introductory talks the music-sitting began. Menka went on to render their composed (actually composed by Babu) songs, one after another, with her eyes glued to her song-diary. Setthy was sitting just opposite Menka, while Babu was on her right side, playing the keyboard. And Ajay was busy in the kitchen. The guest was served soft-drinks etc to begin with. music-sitting was going on in full swing, in the hall.

From Setthy’s face it was obvious he was all ears to Menka’s melodious singing; especially her gestures fascinated him a lot. It seemed he was not listening to her songs but seeing her songs! His eyes were fixed on Menka, blinking fascination and wonder. Then suddenly Menka’s pallu slid aside; it slid off her heaving bosom, exposing her deep and alluring cleavage. And middle-aged Setthy’s eyes now flashed with lust.

Menka stayed least bothered about her fallen pallu, thus letting Setthy savour her now more than half-exposed bosom with his eyes. The white brassiere underneath her blouse was clearly visible through the thin fabrics or blouse-material. Menka, on the other hand, continued singing without paying a heed to Setthy’s ogling at her upthrusting bosom. Babu felt strange, and in no time he found he began now liking Setthy’s lust for beautiful and full-bodied Menka.

Babu felt a voyeur in him now getting alive. Menka, of course, adjusted her pallu only after completing the song she’d been rendering. Well, after some eight / nine songs, Menka stood up and went inside. And Ajay appeared there in the hall with a large bottle of RC whisky, soda-bottles, dry foods and 3 glasses. And placing them on the central table he went back to kitchen. Moments later Menka came back and occupied her seat.

As she now tried to resume singing, Setthy stopped her and said: “It’s already past 9.30 pm. So let us now talk out, chat and enjoy the drinks”. Menka smiled and started making the drinks for their privileged guest Setthy or for themselves and served. She picked up her glass and sipped her drink. With sipping the drink, Setthy started now praising the songs Menka had sang out. He praised her voice, her beauty and pleasant personality.

Menka felt thrilled and elated. By now first and second rounds of drinks had been over, and she bent forward to pour drinks for the third round. And while pouring the golden nectar into Setthy’s empty glass, Menka’s pallu slid off her youthfully arrogant bosom, once again, unveiling the upside of her bosom; thereby drawing Setthy’s keen attention towards her, towards her bosom rather.

Babu could now easily guess what was on Menka’s mind. Intelligent Babu stood up, saying: “Let me now send Ajay to market to bring some Chinese foods for our dinner”. Menka nodded him a green-signal with a wink. He went to kitchen, and next moment Ajay went out. Babu came back.

After Ajay’s disappearance, Setthy said out: “All right. Let us now talk out our project. Yah! I am thinking of producing a feature film in Hindi with your music in it”.

The duo flashed with delight, and thanked Setthy who’s enjoying his drinks with his eyes glued to Menka Bhatia. And then he blurted: “Come on, Menka, sit beside me. After all, I must get friendly with two of you and closer before getting into works together”. Menka looked tacitly at Babu and smiled back to his smile of unspoken approval. Then Menka changed her seat, and sat next to Shetty, obviously knowing he would now be flirting with her, even before her friend Babu: expectedly, without stopping his chats with them about that film project, Shetty began his flirtatious advances with Menka with placing his arm around her neck in such way that his forearm or palm straightway came over Menka’s right breast-dome. Menka did not resist; she trembled at his intimate touch, and sighed, while Babu watched away, speechless. It turned Babu on. Moments later Shetty’s palm fully closed over one her firm breast.

He started cupping it as if to taste the resilience of the breast which rebounded to his touch or every squeeze. Menka pretended as if nothing happened and continued her talks with him on the viability of that film-project in terms of its music etc. Shetthy gently cupped her breasts, over the blouse, for a couple of minutes. And their discussion automatically ended up when Shetty pulled Menka closer and sealed her mouth with his
.

She reciprocated, with placing her arms around Shetty. And while their eager mouths were sealed in a passionate kiss, Shetty’s expert fingers worked on her blouse, and in no time her blouse was undone down the front. And her white brassiere jutted out. His fingers also unhooked it apart, baring her full pair of breasts, tipped with light darkish brown areolae. Her nipples were already swollen and alive.

Without withdrawing his athirst mouth from Menaka’s, Shetty clasped Menka’s breasts and began kneading then harder and at random. Menka’s face contorted at every hard squeeze on her breasts.

Then suddenly Shetty withdrew and curiously looked at his under-palms those were fully drenched with milk! He looked at Menka, at her firm pair of breasts with great surprise in eyes. Milk was still dripping in drops from her taut nipples; the areolae looked swollen and darkened.

Babu was simply taken aback; how it’s possible!! She’s still unmarried! A strange silence engulfed the room. None spoke. A few minutes elapsed in silence, and then suddenly, Shetty leaned forward and took one her breast in his mouth, with closing his palms around the dome, pressing it all around. Menka hissed; she ran her fingers over his head. Shetty went on eagerly sucking up Menka’s breasts, abounded with lactic fluid, by turns, tasting the flow of the nectar from her breasts.

Menka was now reeling with ecstatic bliss. She looked quite content, suckling an athrust adult mouth. She sucked and devoured Menka’s breasts till milk in them dried down for that time being. Babu who was voyeuring all this was highly aroused, and in mind he was thanking Menka for her entertaining Shetty this way. And besides, he hoped it would end up into a wild threesome.

But the time was short any moment Ajay was expected to be back now. So Babu suggested to go to the bedroom before Ajay was back. Next moment all three of them were in bedroom. Shetthy denuded Menka fully, and made him also naked. Menka kissed Shetty and liked her way down to his chest. And finally she knelt between Shetty’s legs and took him in her mouth. Voyeuring Babu was now taken aback, as she had always refused to suck him.

Shetty leaned his head back and shut his eyes. He was moaning in ecstasy. While Menka’s eager mouth and tongue got busy, Babu clasped her bare breasts from behind and started squeezing them. She went on to bob upon Shetty who’s ramming her mouth, and it did not take much time for Menka to take him to a blasting-point, and he ejaculated in Menka’s athirst mouth. She spontaneously and eagerly swallowed it all. Not a single drop escaped her mouth.

After moments she resumed moving her tongue on the underside, and in no time Shetty was hard once again. Then Shetty parted Menka’s legs or thighs and entered her smoothly with a thrust. And started pumping her awhile Menka then pulled Babu’s head to her high breasts. Babu began forcefully sucking Menka’s left breast while cupping the other. In no time Babu got a milk-flow from Menka’s left breast, and he loved the taste.

Eagerly he continued sucking her breasts, by turns. Menka, on the other hand, was now meaning aloud in sexual ecstasy and shortly she started attaining her orgasms, one after another. Meanwhile Shetty had increased his tempo and then suddenly sighed and fell upon her. Menka reeled as she was receiving the full gush of Shetty’s sperm in her womb. She looked crimson, and satiated.

Next was Babu’s turn. And as Setthy withdrew from her within, Babu took his position to invade her. But at this point Menka stopped Babu, and, making him lie down on his back, she came over between his thighs and caught hold of his angry erection; she wank him a bit and then her warm mouth engulfed his erection and took him to a shuddering deluge in her mouth; she lovingly swallowed his full ejaculation. Thereafter, we all got up and dressed up.

Within next few minutes Ajay came back from market. We had our dinner together, and Shetty left our flat while Ajay again accompanied him to drop him home. After two of them left, Babu caught Menka and asked about the secrets of the milk in her breasts. Menka remained silent for some time, and then blurted out, “dear, I may be Ajay’s girl, but my infant child is yours. At his instance and that of my mother I had taken your seed in my womb in your previous flat at Varsova a couple of months ago, last year. Remember it?” “Oh my God!”, Babu yelled with a strange tension on his face. Menka laughed and reacted: “do not worry, I will not ask you to marry me socially or otherwise. Nor will we blackmail you. But you can marry me secretly and onwards for our mutual benefit of our joint-career I will let both you and Ajay to use my youth or body to net influential persons. It’s an understanding among three of us”.

The doorbell rang, she opened the door and Ajay entered the room with a tacit smile on his face.

Next month (October 2005) Babu married Menka at a local temple, in presence of Ajay and Menka’s mother only. And on honeymoon they went to Goa, leaving the child in care of the mother-in-law and Ajay.

At Goa they stayed at a sea-side resort. Babu still remembers its name — it was Cavala Resort, situated at Baga sea beach, Goa, where they came across a group of collegian boys & girls who came from Boroda on a ‘fun-trip’ in the hotel-lobby. Menka spontaneously palled up the group during their sojourn there.
However, multiorgasmic Menka was simply dynamite on bed —- and Babu felt
It was beyond his capacity to satiate and satisfy his bride — a girl like Menka needed more than one male when aroused or making sex. So, he decided he would push his wife Menka into a spree of threesomes or orgy for the sake of her sexual needs. Besides, it would not be a new experience for her, that earlier she had once enjoyed such fun in which he and Mr Shetty ate her together..

So, with this idea in mind, Babu, on the third day of their honeymoon, suggested Menka to try out a fun with a stranger local or visiting tourist there. At his zeal on sexual funs, Menka giggled and said to her husband: “I shall not mind it so long it pleasures you, but see that I may not get into a trouble because I am not on the pill these days.” Babu assured her: “Do not worry, dear. In that case I shall get you aborted, but just enjoy the fun.” Menka smiled, and planting a kiss, full on his lips, said out: “I have already mothered a daughter with you, and I will have another from you, and if you allow, I wish to have one baby from my brother-cousin Ajay also, so that he stayed attached to us permanently. . ..” Babu felt little surprised and strange at her words, and he exclaimed: “Ajay!” and he continued: “all right, I would not mind it provided Ajay makes love to you before me; I would love to voyeur you with him, or men of our mutual choice.” Menka looked into Babu’s eyes, pulling her arms around him, and said she would always fulfil his voyeuristic desire . . . Babu disrobed horny Menka, and himself, and came atop her, and devoured her with a savage zeal, filling her twice, without condoms.

In aftermath talks Babu asked Menka if she could blind-date a local guy or one from the group that came from Boroda and stayed in the same hotel. Menka giggled and said she could seduce all the boys from that group if situation permitted.

Next day, in the early morning, while jogging at the beach, the Couple came across that Boroda-group, and they wished ‘hi’ to Menka and Babu, who reciprocated the same. Both Menka and Babu were in their track-suits. Incidentally, or perhaps deliberately, Menka did not wear bra underneath her loose track-shirt, and resulting that while she was jogging her taut breasts mildly but provocatively jerked, up and down, underneath her zipped track-suit, in rhythm with her gait, thus drawing attention of not only those guys unto her pert bosom but that of some other morning-walking tourists on the beach.
However, their acquaintance with those Boroda-guys tacitly deepened into a kind of friendliness automatically. . . One of those Gujarati collegian boys, named Pratik Patel, was apparently showed interest in Menka, and he was chit-chatting with her while jogging alongside her. Noticing it Babu cast an oblique-glance at Menka and winked, who reciprocated with a counter-wink at Babu. And to Babu it tacitly meant that she liked that guy and was ready to pick him up. However, gradually the other jogging-friends of Pratik became little tired, thereby started trailing behind Menka, Babu and Pratik. And a moment came when those friends of Pratik were left behind, and these three — Menka, Babu, and Pratik — jogged ahead almost half a mile along the sandy beach, and finally they stopped at a spot which was totally crowdless and secluded. There, three of them, squatted down on the beach, in a close circle, for a rest, alfresco. Their faces were wet with sweats. The couple assumed a chit-chat in a bid to be friendlier with Pratik at personal level. Pratik looked smitten with Menka, that his eyes were glued to her comely face while talking. And during chats, Babu casually suggested his wife to pull down her zip of the track-top down the front a little so that fresh air could enter inside. Menka smiled and unzipped a little to the extent that now her cleavage could be left exposed, thus deliberately weakening Pratik’s continence.
Instinctively now Pratik’s eyes zeroed on Menka’s revealing bosom, fascinated.

Both Menka and Babu now noticed a bulge on Pratik’s shorts. They were all alone — none else was seen around. Suddenly Babu asked Menka to lie down supine on the sands as he wanted to click some snaps of hers, covering her body — from her legs to bust-line — with dry sands. Menka burst into a giggle and after her laughter was subsided, she said out with a mischievous smile on face: “All right, I do not mind wearing a sand-dress, but then let Pratik doll me up.” Pratik’s eyes flashed with lust in anticipation. Next moment Menka stood up and yanked down her track-trousers. Inside it she had worn tight shorts. Then she lay down on her back, straightway beckoning their new-buddy Pratik to pour sands on her right from her legs to neck. . And in no time Pratik assumed his given task with zeal. Little by little, Menka’s body was getting sand-hidden under sands. On the other hand, Babu started making a video in his Nokia handset. . .
Gradually, or when Pratik reached her abdomen, Menka unzipped her track-shirt fully, and peeled it off her upside, thus became completely topless before Pratik. Pratik turned agape at the penetrating sex-appeal and firmness of her breasts that jutted out in the open all on a sudden. And a sudden impulse induced him to loose his continence. Very next moment he straightway fumbled over her bare breasts, and seizing her both breasts in hands he nestled his face between her resilient pair of breasts — still then without actually knowing that her breasts being abounded with lactic nectar. But in no time he came to know of it as due to his strong squeezes on her breasts, milk started oozing out into his underpalms to his utter surprise and delight. And as he lifted his face from her bosom, Menka pulled his face down to her bosom again, and now she shoved one lactating breast into his agape mouth, and Pratik needed no more invitation. Menka softly moaned in pleasure the moment Pratik began suction, eagerly drawing her nectar into his mouth and gulped it down with gusto, while simultaneously mildly kneading her other breast. Menka was running her fingers in his hair, affectionately like a sister. Pratik continued sucking up her both breasts, by turns, thus emptying her breasts. Menka’s face turned resplendent with bliss and satisfaction, and she looked enjoying breast-feeding her new buddy. Babu, on the other hand, kept watching them, fascinated, and he was at the same time videoing the episode.
After some moments Menka’s hisses and body-language suggested she was now on the verge of her 1st orgasm with Pratik. And soon an orgasmic spasm pervaded her, and an ecstatic squeak escaped her mouth. Pratik was still at her breasts. And within another couple of moments, horny Menka attained another shuddering orgasm with Pratik. Babu knew she would now need a flow of warm sperm into her hungry womb. So Babu suggested them for a quickie before anyone or crowd would come over there. Menka immediately get up and did off her shorts etc, thus readied herself to take Pratik inside her hot body now. Highly aroused Pratik too immediately did off his shorts, and his angry huge manhood obviously impressed Menka. However, now positioning Menka in his advantage position he, grabbing her breasts from beneath, entered naked Menka from her behind . . . and started ramming in her with a savage erotic exuberance. Menka was shirking aloud at his every deeper thrust . . . and both of them looked like travelling the seventh heaven, hand-in-glove. Finally he filled her with his lava. Thereafter, they dressed up, and they proceeded for our hotel.

In hotel the couple finished their breakfast, and then, after some time, they went out to sea-bathe. There they found Pratik and his buddies, including two girls, were already in the wavy sea, sprinkling water over one another in high sportive mood. And the couple was beckoned by Pratik to join them in the bath.
Next moment Menka was surrounded by those boys, including Pratik who pushed their two girls towards Babu. Soon Babu guessed those guys groping wet Menka, making most of advantageous situation of bathing-orgy. On the other hand, those two collegian Gujarati girls tacitly allowed Babu to be naughty with them, stealthily. Thus Babu possessed two different pair of nubile breasts, available to him under the surface of the sea-water. And as he began cupping their boobs, over their wet kameezes, their hands reached out to his shorts and unzipping it they pulled his throbbing penis, underneath water. And started kneading it, together or sometimes alternately, to his surprise and pleasure. On the other hand, Menka was occupied with her guys, gladly letting them feel after her body the way they liked it to do.

They all dipped and water-played in sea for more than an hour or until they were all played out. Meanwhile, those two girls had masturbated Babu under the water-surface.

Later, in the lunch-room or restaurant in the hotel, the couple seated with all of them in group, they there they planned out a nocturnal fun — an orgy at night in the couple’s suite, because that room was quite large — a honeymoon suite.

That night, after dinner, the Boroda-group gathered together in Menka-Babu’s suite. And their fun began with hard drinks. The Boroda-group comprised five boys and two girls, all in their early twenties. Of those two girls, one was Pratik’s girlfriend, named Unnati, and another was the betrothed girlfriend of a guy named Jignesh. And his girlfriend’s name was Sheetal Parikh, aged some 19+. Both those two girls were good to look at, and endowed with good curvaceous figures. The orgy eventually began at 10.30 at night, and ended after midnight or at a very early next morning. In it Menka was taken by all those five young guys, both in group and individually, so were those two girls either, obviously Babu was also among those guys. The orgy was wild and sexually satisfying, however.

Next afternoon the Couple — Menka and Babu — left Goa for Mumbai.

Now, Menka shifted to Babu’s flat at Lokhanwala.complex, which located in the vicinity of Menka’s own flat at Oshiwara.

However, here in Babu’s flat Menka settled down and began her happy and sexually-warm conjugality, while their infant daughter was left in the care of her mother at Menka’s flat at Oshiwara. Menka would regularly visit her baby to breast-feed her.

Well, even after her pregnancy and childbirth, Menka’s body stayed like earlier — no fat-stains or marks were discernible in her bright skin or on body, for she had taken care for it ab initio or from the very time she had missed her periods.
Ajay would daily oil-massage her whole body, taking extra-care for her belly or abdomen and breasts. Sometimes he would even masturbate against or over her breasts, and would embrocate his hot semen around her whole breasts until it was dried down in her skin. And also sometimes Menka would swallow Ajay’s seminal lava —- she was always fond of tasting semen.

And now, in front of zealous or voyeuristic Babu, Ajay, without any inhibition, resumed his task as Menka’s personal masseur. Now both Ajay and Babu would shower their masculine fluid on Menka’s bosom and Ajay would massage it over her bosom and belly as usual.

However, one day, Babu was recoding some jingles in a small music-studio at Varsova. It began from evening and continued. Obviously the singer was Menka.

That evening, Menka was wearing a white halter-top and tight blue jeans. The work was going on in full swing. The entry-door of the Studio was shut and bolted from within so that no outsiders could come in to disturb them.

Music was already pre-recorded, and Menka was only voice-dabbing. There were only four people inside — Babu, Menka, and the recordist Zafar, a young hand some guy of Menka’s age, and one his younger friend Anees, hardly aged nineteen. From the beginning she did not dislike the presence of Anees in the room.
And while at leisure after the first assignment or first-take, Menka whispered to Babu what she was thinking of those two guys. Babu smiled and asked his wife in whisper: “Do you want them here itself?” Menka winked at him with a naughty smile on lips. Babu now looked getting excited in anticipation. He further suggested Menka in whisper: “then go to toilet and change a bit.” Intelligent Menka understood what he was hinting at, and Menka went for toilet, taking her small lather bag alongwith.

There, inside the bathroom, Menka undid her U-necked halter-blouse, also her bra, and then she placed her undone bra inside her bag, and then tied up or donned up her halter-blouse.
Through the mirror in the toilet Menka saw herself, she was looking damn hot and tempting. She now leaned forth a bit, and she became sure that in her bent-forward position anyone before her could clearly see the contours of the pair of her full breasts, now slightly heavy and abounded with milk. She smiled to her herself, and felt elated at her tremendous sex-appeal of her body, the breasts in particular.
She returned to the recoding-floor.

Now Menka assumed chit-chatting with Zafar and Anees in a manner as though she had known them since years. Babu was smiling naughtily. Menka was sitting in a chair, opposite theirs. And after some time, as planned, on pretext to adjust her chappals (sandals), Menka leaned forward, thus tacitly facilitating those two Muslim guys with a sudden scope to see a considerable portion of her breasts.

Next moment, as Menka leaned back, she saw the clear lust in their eyes for her; the eyes of those two Muslim guys were not glued to her youth-overflown breasts. Seeing their lust Menka felt very horny and aroused, and that resulted an automatic pressure (of lactic influx) growing inside her breasts. She was already wet. The atmosphere in the room was gradually capturing a situational change with odourless odour of etotics.
To create more sexual tension in those two guys, Menka leaned forward once again, now deliberately in such manner that those guys could make out that she was alluring them. And she leaned forth in a gesture that her breast-domes flattened against her thighs, so that the pressure against her breasts could make them ooze her lactic fluid. It worked out, and within a couple of seconds her breast-milk started spontaneously oozing out from her taut nipples, inside her halter-blouse. Babu knew about Menka’s condition, and therefore, was sure that sooner the milk-flow would assume a continues dripping, thus drenching the portion of her white-hued cotton bourse-material around her front or blouse-cups. And again Menka smiled to herself, and soon it began. ..
Menka now further leaned forward to ease them with a full view of her breasts, once again, and now lactating in drops.

Menka remained in that position for at least half a minute, then again leaned back. And now the moment she leaned back the wet cloth-material simply clinged over her front down the bosom, poking her skin through the wet semi-transparency, caused by milk-flow inside. Babu saw their eyes popping out in mixed emotions of amazement fascination and prurience or lust. Menka felt elated to have titillated their unspoken lust for her.
Suddenly Babu asked her to go to the voce-dubbing chamber for the next jingle. By now evening had aged into darksome early night. Road lights outside were on…
However, Menka stood up, cast a horny look at Babu, and their eyes met and smiled together in a tacit understanding. She walked out to the dubbing-chamber, situated behind the recording-chamber. Soon her voce-dubbing began. After three / four takes, Babu’s instruction echoed: “make your tone more sensual, the sensual flavour is not properly reflecting in your voice, dear.”

Menka resumed singing out, and Babu again cut it off, and said out: “Menka, imagine someone is getting off with you, romantically foreplaying with you . . . and you are turning-on, and excitement overtaking your soul and thus manifesting in your vocal tone. . .” Menka laughed and (purposefully) yelled: “How can it be, when none is really getting off with me! I am a singer, and not an actress. In that case I need someone to help me capture that emotion.”
Babu then talked out with his friend Zafar and his friend Anees, and said aloud: “Okay, I am arranging it. Do not get embarrassed and shy. Just assume the exact emotion.” Menka smiled and okayed it.

Next moment Menka saw the recordist entering her chamber. He came and pulled her in his embrace, straightway, without any word. And his mouth came over hers. . . Menka instinctively and instantly responded to his advance by opening her mouth to let his eager tongue invade hers. They lost in a French-kiss in a deep passion.
And while kissing Menka, Zafar’s one hand came over one her pert breast that smiled under his strong palm. He started cupping that breast, and the harder he cupped the quicker the soft breast-flesh rebounded to his strong as well as broad palm, and then after a few squeezes on that breast, suddenly a gush of milk-flow came out, and soaking her blouse-material, it drenched his underpalm, to his utter surprise.
Menka remained shut-eyed; her mouth was still sealed against that of Zafar. And she did not know when the other guy, Anees, had entered the room. Suddenly Menka felt another hand undoing her halter-blouse, and she was made topless in no time. And then a mouth engulfed one her grapelike nipple, and next moment she felt a strong suction on that breast. …and a milk-flow instantly gushed out into his mouth which he began consuming with gusto. Although Menka was still shut-eyed, she, by now, knew that she was feeding Anees. Menka felt good that Anees liked the taste of her breast-milk . . .

After a prolonged kiss Zafar cast off Menka, and she then opened her eyes and found she was right — it was younger Anees at her breasts. Her face sparked with bliss, she always felt happy and elated whenever she suckled an adult mouth.
Soon Zafar too grabbed her other breast; Menka felt good as now two athirst mouths occupied her milk-oozing breasts, one each. Menka was still in her standing position, and in that upright position she continued breast-feeding those two Muslim guys. Within a few moments a tremble pervaded up her smile, and Menka felt her first orgasm overtaking her. In no time she yelled aloud, pressing those two heads against her lactating bosom, and she implored them to make love to her savagely.

Next moment Zafar uplifted her in his arms and carried her outside that dubbing-chamber, and placed her down on the studio floor, on her back. And then they yanked off her jeans and panties. She was not lying, totally naked, and supine.
Her breasts were wet with a kind of foam containing her lactic substance and their saliva. Her pubic passage was lubricated with orgasmic outburst. Horny Menka was hungry now and she was in want of a lot of sperm to fill her to the brim.
Within next couple of moments a full session — a foursome tryst began with her husband Babu joining them. All were by now clothless.
Menka singled out Zafar to be the first male to enter her within. He parted her thighs and his eager mouth came over her wet vagina. She shrieked aloud the moment his tongue began licking and lapping upon her nether lips or vaginal lips; her aloft bosom was heaving in pleasure; she was panting and hissing. . .

As Zafar started tasting her pubic nectar, Babu and Anees made themselves busy in drying down or emptying the milk in her breasts, simultaneously kneading and compressing them at random. Soon Menka was again overtaken by the paroxysm of another shuddering orgasm . . . and Zafar eagerly consumed her orgasmic secretion. Menka felt a sharp yet pleasurable pain in her breast-flesh as now Anees was biting hard in the very breast he possessed. Menka was moaning in bliss; she felt like being in the seventh heaven, being love-teased and molested in the hands of three males at a time. Giving her full breasts to Anees’s liberty and possession, Babu now changed his position, and kneeling beside his lovemaking wife, Babu shoved his erection into Menka’s mouth. Finding Babu in her mouth, Zafar now shoved his huge and throbbing erection into Menka with a thrust. She felt his cock-head touching the wall of her womb. Zafar assumed pounding her, with seizing one her breast in hand, and he was squeezing that breast of hers in perfect rhythm of his pelvic thrust against hers. As their copulation already started, Anees paved full access to Zafar to her bosom, and moved a little away from her. Menka’s firm breasts, with their full resilience as well as youthful arrogance, rebounded to his every strong squeeze, and milk squirted up in jet from her both nipples and splashed around.
Meanwhile Babu had ejaculated in Menka’s mouth which she already gulped down also, and withdrawn from her, and now he was only watching them from a little distance.
Menka was tension-free, that it was a ‘safe day’ and she could receive in her womb as much quantity of sperm as they could offer or give.

Gradually. . . Zafar enhanced his tempo or speed of coital motion . . . and Menka
guessed from his mien and love-sounds that he was quickly approaching unto his first climax. Having anticipated his condition, Menka, without delay, clasped her legs around him, and her anticipation was correct, — within another few moments Zafar thrust himself within Menka as deeper as he could, and a jet of lava gushed forth into Menka’s receptive womb, making her instantly or simultaneously attain another shuddering orgasm with him; Menka saw stars . . . and she lost in ecstasy, somewhat or almost senseless either.
When Menka regained her sense she found Zafar still inside her, his mouth on her breasts. She felt elated that he was still drawing nectar from her breasts which were yet to dry down (temporarily). Little later Zafar resumed churning in her . . . and she forgot to count how many orgasms she underwent thereafter, or how many times he filled her with his seed. . .
It was all began at about 8 o’clock and now the time was 10.30 pm. Another two were still waiting in queue . . . to devour her prime youth.

At about 11 pm Zafar finally withdraw from Menka, and he was now replaced by Anees, and then eventually by her beloved husband Babu.

Their foursome orgy was over at midnight or little after. Menka was completely satisfied and satiated, and fully spent out.
After some rest, now again, Menka stood before the mike to finish their unfinished assignment. She began her dubbing, standing unclothed, and excess sperm was overflowing from her love-gate and teeming down her inner thighs, while naughty Babu, who was standing behind Menka, continued smooching and pressing her heavily-molested breasts from her behind. . . until her voice-dubbing was finally over. It was then half past 3 am; — and it was a unique escapade or experience for both Menka and Babu.

The duo-couple drove back home at 3.30 am, — night was still darksome and young.