Four Sisters From India: India Story, Part Nine
By Sonofjack, sonojackwell@gmail.com
Alex went to India to find art treasures; he found a treasure of a different kind.


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Alex had always been an exceptionally lucky man. Everyone knew it except for
him. He was the only one who didn't seem to understand how lucky he was.
Things just always seemed to work out in his favor with very little effort on
his part.

This was especially true where women were concerned. Alex was a nice enough
looking guy - he didn't have any visible scars or deformities. He was in good
enough shape. He had a pleasant enough face, and a pleasing enough
personality. At the same time, he did not possess exceptional male beauty. He
wasn't ruggedly handsome nor a pretty boy. Most of his life he was neither
rich nor famous.

You would never know this based on the girls and women he went out with
however. In sixth grade, he made every other boy in sixth grade jealous when
he started going out with seventh grader Kimberly Kingston. This amazing feat
also made all the boys in seventh and eighth grade and even a few ninth
graders jealous. Kimberly didn't just have the prettiest face of any girl in
McReynolds Middle School, but she also had very impressive developing breasts.

Kimberly was crazy in love with Alex and remained so for the next four years.
In that time, her face remained just as pretty while her toned body became
tight and rock hard and her breast grew to epic proportions. And Kimberly was
very generous when it came to keeping Alex satisfied. Very. Generous. Even so,
he eventually broke up with her so that he could start dating the Mulligan
twins. Their breasts were not as big as Kimberly's, but there were four of
them.

And that's how it was for Alex. All though high school and college, he dated
one super-hot girl after another. He didn't think that this was especially
unusual that he dated and had sex with a succession of women who should have
been way out of his league. Everyone else did, but he remained oblivious. When
his buddies asked him how he did it, he just shrugged and said, "They just
like me I guess." Alex never thought of himself as particularly lucky.

He also sort of blundered his way through college without ever giving much
thought to his future. His great aunt had set up a trust fund to pay for his
college education, so Alex was not in any hurry to graduate. He took whatever
classes sounded interesting to him at the time, and took eight years to earn a
degree in art history.

Whenever any of his fellow students asked him what he intended to do with that
degree, Alex would shrug his shoulders and reply, "I don't know; something
will turn up." When others would scoff at this attitude Alex took comfort in
the knowledge that later that night he would be fucking his latest girlfriend
who was sure to be at least twice as hot as any girl the scoffer in question
could ever hope to fuck.

And of course Alex was right. Something came up. A few weeks before he
graduated from college, his uncle Hiram died. Alex had only met his Uncle
Hiram once when he was four years old, and he didn't even remember him. He
must have made quite an impression of the old boy, however, because when his
childless uncle died, he left Alex his entire fortune. As a result, Alex was a
billionaire (that's Billionaire with a B) when he graduated college. When his
friends said to him, "Now will you admit that you're the luckiest man in the
world?" Alex just shrugged his shoulders.

"I'm pretty lucky I guess" he said, but he didn't really believe it. It wasn't
that Alex was gloomy. It's just that he didn't quite recognize that the things
that happened to him were that far out of the ordinary. Sure, he could see
that he didn't have to toil at some little crappy job like most people. He
didn't have to scrimp and save in order to be able to afford a nice car (or
yacht or private jet), but he never expected to have to do any of those
things. Somehow, he always knew that those things would come easily to him.

His idea of being lucky was to be rewarded beyond one's expectations. Somehow,
Alex always knew that he would live a carefree life of ease and luxury. He
wasn't arrogant about it. He didn't gloat, and he didn't think he was better
or more deserving than others. He simply accepted that this was his life. Does
an eagle know that it looks majestic when it flies? Does a cheetah understand
how graceful it looks when it runs? The same was true of Alex. He just didn't
understand how lucky he was.

Along with the billions of dollars he inherited, Alex also inherited his Uncle
Hiram's 47 room mansion with grounds that include a pool and tennis courts,
both of which include retractable roofs. As an art history major, what
fascinated Alex most about the mansion was the rooms filled with expensive and
rare antiques and art pieces. It seems that Uncle Hiram was especially
enamored with artifacts from the Far East and the Indian Subcontinent. Alex
shared this fascination""especially concerning the art and artifacts of the
Indian Subcontinent.

He spent hours and hours carefully going through the mansion inspecting its
treasures. Each room was like finding a new treasure trove. The more he
looked, the more fascinated he became. The more fascinated her became with
Asian relics and antiques, the more we wanted to acquire more.

He knew that he could go through American and European art dealers, but he
decided that if he wanted to get to the really good and rare finds that he
needed to travel to India. Needless to say, money was no object, so he made
plans to go. After doing some research, Alex decided that he should
concentrate his first trip to India on the city of Bangalore.

Bangalore, with its population of between 10 and 12 million was only the
fourth most populous city in India. It was known for its fabulous antique
markets, but it also had a reputation for selling fake antiques to tourists. A
lot of people in Alex's shoes would have hired an expert or a certified
antiques agent to consult with or even accompany him on his trip. But that was
not Alex's way. He was certain that when he got there everything would work
out for him. He had no idea how right he was.

Alex booked his flight and made reservations at a five-star resort hotel. The
concierge at the hotel he stayed at was a very attractive native Indian woman
in her mid twenties named Myra. It was her job to be helpful to customers like
Alex, but in this case, it was also her pleasure. Alex was one of those people
that it was nearly impossible not to like.

"How can I make your stay in Bangalore more pleasant," she asked the affable
American tourist. Alex explained that he was in India to search for authentic
Indian objects d'art and antiques. "What is you price range?" she asked. When
Alex told her that money was no object, her interest in him became even more
obvious.

Myra had dark eyes and hair. Her skin was creamy and relatively light skinned
for a native Indian. She was dressed in a western style business suit with a
jacket which somewhat hid her figure, but it was still clear to Alex that Myra
had a smokin' body with nice C-cup breasts. Her legs looked great from the
knees down, and she knew how to walk in heels. Alex definitely liked what he
saw.

Myra spent a few minutes on her computer and printed out a list of several
markets for Alex to check out. "But how will I find these places?" Alex asked.

This is just the opening that Myra was waiting for. "If you can wait until
tomorrow, I have the day off, and I would love to spend the day showing you
around." For most men having a beautiful and exotic woman that you've known
for approximately thirty minutes make such an obvious pass at you would be a
spectacular day. For Alex, it was a Tuesday.

"That would be great, but I really wanted to get started today," he replied.

Doing a poor job of masking her disappointment, Myra responded, "Oh ... that's
too bad."

"What are you doing tonight?" Alex asked.

"Why? What did you have in mind?" she asked. The truth was, she had a date
that night with a man she'd been seeing for several months. However, she was
more than prepared to break that date if Alex had a better offer.

"I should be back in my room by nine if you want to come up and tuck me in,"
he suggested.

"I'd be delighted," Myra said.

"That takes care of that," Alex thought to himself. He had been wondering
earlier who he'd be having sex with that night.

He was still thinking of the delights that Myra has in store for him later
that night as he sat eating tandoori chicken in an outdoor café. As he looked
around taking in the scenery, he saw a vision that drove all thoughts of Myra
right out of his head.

Several tables away sat four of the loveliest women Alex had ever seen in his
life. For Alex that was saying something. They were leisurely sipping tea.
Most men would have enjoyed the view and moved on with their lives. Even the
men who had the confidence to walk over and introduce themselves would have
had to screw up their courage first. It never occurred to Alex to hesitate.

As Alex stood up and began making his way to the table, one of the young women
looked directly at him. Unlike the other three who were dark eyed beauties,
this beautiful young woman had violet eyes. They were the most striking and
lovely eyes Alex had ever seen. He actually paused in mid-stride to catch his
breath when he glazed into those eyes. And then she smiled at him.

Those eyes, that smile, that face ... . Alex couldn't know that his life would
never be the same, but he sensed that something transformative was about to
happen. Alex stepped up and gave a gallant bow. "Good day, ladies, I hope that
I'm not disturbing you ... ."

"Not at all," said the young princess with the violet eyes.

"What do you want?" asked another of the four women. She had a commanding air
about her. She was wearing a traditional Indian sari as were the other three,
but the others were showing varying amounts of skin. This one was wrapped
tight""in both dress and manner. Her hair was carefully coiffed without a lock
out of place.

"I was hoping that you ladies would be able to help a poor, lost tourist on a
mission," Alex replied. He looked at the four beauties with his most helpless
and lost look.

Violet eyes shot a disapproving look at Miss Careful Coiffure and said to
Alex, "We'll be happy to help if we can. Please, sit."

"Bingo!" Alex thought. He was halfway there. He took a chair and explained to
his four gorgeous companions that he was in India to search for antiques. "I
have a list of markets, but I don't know my way around Bangalore enough to
find any of them."

"Any taxi cab driver can take you where you want to go," said Miss Careful
Coiffure who by now Alex had learned was named Zara. At twenty-four she was
the oldest of the four enchantresses who were also sisters.

The next oldest sister, Menka, touched Alex's arm and said, "No! Zara, we
can't leave him to the mercy of a taxi driver. You know how they scam American
tourists." She looked at Alex with the second most compelling eyes he'd ever
seen. "You are an American, aren't you?" Though he was stunned by Menka's
astounding beauty, he managed to nod yes.

"That settles it!" Violet Eyes said with enthusiasm. Her name was Vanca. She
was nineteen and the youngest of the sisters. "We have to help him to honor
Kareena."

"Who is Kareena?" asked Alex. Whoever she was, he was grateful to her.

Menka, who still had her lovely, delicate hand on Alex's arm, tightened her
grip slightly. Alex was shocked at how strong her grip was. "Kareena is our
cousin from Mumbai. She met an American tourist in India, and now they are
married and living there."

"Is your cousin as beautiful as you four sisters?" Alex asked.

"Yes," replied Zara. She had no qualms whatsoever about identifying herself as
beautiful. "The women in our family have very good genes""divine genes."

"Then her husband is a very lucky man," Alex observed.

Menka gave him a very inviting smile and said, "You don't know the half of
it." Her smile was very inviting.

"Okay, we'll do this," said Zara, "To honor cousin Kareena." She said this in
such a way that if the idea didn't have her approval, it would never happen.
Alex wondered if that was true.

"Are you okay with this, Lavani?" Alex asked. Lavani was twenty-one and the
next to youngest. She was 5'2" and the most petite of the sisters. Her
flawless olive skin was a little lighter than her sisters, and her hair was
more of a golden brown than black like the others. Alex discerned that she
must be "the quiet one". He made sure to include her in the decision making
because he figured that most of the time her sisters didn't. He wanted to
endear himself to her, and besides, he thought it was the nice thing to do."

Lavani looked directly at Alex for the first time. Her shy smile melted his
heart. "Yes, that would be fine with me." Alex was right to think that Lavani
would appreciate being asked. From that moment on, Lavani was devoted to Alex
because of that single and simple act of kindness

"If we are going to do this," said Zara, "Then let's get started." She stood
up with a majesty that made Alex wonder what she meant when she said that the
women in her family possessed "divine genes". She was taller than Alex
expected. She was 5'6", but she looked taller because she was wearing five
inch heeled sandals. Even after he stood up, Alex, who was 5'10" found himself
looking up to her. He had the strangest feeling that this is exactly how it
should be. He actually felt his heart give a little flutter.

Zara was far from the kind of woman that Alex usually went for. Physically she
was incredible - nearly perfect - but her personality was far too aloof and
reserved for his tastes. As already noted, Zara's sari covered her entire body
from head to toe and even had a few extra layers covering her for good
measure. But if Zara was trying to hide her lush curves, she was failing
miserably. It made Alex wonder if that was her plan all along. When she said,
"Follow me," and started to walk, Alex found his eyes transfixed by the sway
of her womanly hops swaying back and forth, back and forth. That strange
feeling came over him again. He felt ready to follow Zara anywhere.

Menka slid up beside him and took his arm. She smiled that inviting smile
again and said, "Hey, Yankee, don't forget the rest of us." Menka was three
inches taller than Zara, but her heels were only three inches high. In her
heels she was still taller than Alex. Her dress reflected her less reserved
personality. Her sari revealed so much skin that it resembled a belly dancer's
outfit more than a sari. On top she wore a bra that strained to contain her
36DD breasts. The bottom part of her outfit was so low that it came to within
an inch of revealing her promised land. Her incredibly tight abs that would
put any belly dancer on Earth to shame was on full display.

"How could I forget about you," Alex asked. Menka seemed much more like the
kind of fun-loving girl that Alex usually favored. He felt Vanca slide up and
take his other arm.

"You're the first American we've ever met," she said. Alex looked over at her
and found himself being lost in her big, violet eyes. Her face was so delicate
and beautiful. Menka was 5'4" and so smaller than Menka. She was so soft and
beautiful and warm and wonderful. She seemed to combine Menka's adventurous
and fun-loving attitude with Zara's lovely grace.

"Could Vanca be the best of both worlds," he wondered. "You ladies are not the
first Indian women I've ever met, but you are definitely the most charming."

Upon hearing this, Zara made a huffing sound. That short puff of air she
emitted spoke volumes. It said, "Of course we are the most charming Indian
women you've ever met. We are the most beautiful, intelligent and amazing
women of any kind that you have ever met or ever will meet." Also, implicit in
that huff was, "And you are not worthy of the company of me or my sisters,
American!"

Alex knew that she was right. And for the first time since sixth grade, Alex
wondered if he was getting in over his head where women were concerned. He was
like a surfer facing a big wave that he wasn't sure he could handle. All he
could do was use all of the knowledge he'd learned from the waves he'd faced
in the past and try to enjoy the ride.

"Let's go, Lavani," Alex said as he and the others began to walk away. Her
sisters simply assumed that she would follow along. And so, with Zara in the
lead, Menka and Vanca hanging on to Alex's arms and sweet, shy Lavani bringing
up the rear, off they went towards the first market place.

When they reached the first outdoor market, Alex began looking for things to
buy. It was hard for him to focus completely on that task however because
Vanca and Menka were both obviously vying for his attention. Menka was more
obvious about it. For example, she would bend over so that her ample breasts
would almost fall out at every opportunity. And just because she was more
subtle about it, Vanca also took advantage of every opportunity to show off
her feminine charms.

Alex had experienced two women competing for his attention before, but never
two women as gorgeous as the beautiful, Indian sisters. Meanwhile, Zara stood
by looking disinterested and bored. And yet a few times Alex thought he caught
her shooting glances his way when she thought no one was looking. Could it be
that she was only feigning disinterest?

"I found something you might find interesting," a quiet, soft voice whispered
in Alex's ear. It was Lavani who had broken off from the others when they
reached the marketplace. Apparently, she was searching for artifacts that she
thought Alex might want to buy.

"That's very sweet of you, Lavani, to look for things I might like." Lavani
gave a delighted giggle.

"Follow me," she requested. In her own way, Lavani was just a attractive as
her sisters, but it was a more quiet beauty. She had a very sexy, tight little
body, and seeing her from behind for the first time, Alex realized that Lavani
indeed had the roundest, tightest, finest ass among the sisters - and all of
the sistesr had very fine asses! Even though Lavani was two years older than
her nineteen year old sister Vanca, Lavani looked and acted younger. To Alex,
she seemed almost impossibly sweet and innocent which made her all the more
desirable.

In the short time he'd known them, Alex found himself falling in love for
different reasonswith all four sisters.

What Lavani wanted to show Alex was a four foot ceramic statue of Kamadeva and
Rati in a passionate, lover's embrace. Kamadeva was the Hindu god of love and
passion; Rati was his consort and constant companion. Alex knew enough to
recognize the couple immediately. He also knew enough to immediately recognize
the exquisite workmanship of the piece. He knew right away that he wanted to
own this statue.

There was a tag tied the statue by a string. Lavani looked at the tag and
said, "Oh dear! Maybe I should not have gotten your hopes up, Alex. This
statue costs 800,000 rupees. At the conversion rate of that time, that came to
about $11,700.

"Is that all? I'll take it!" Vanca and Menka exchanged an eye-raising glance
at one another. Even Zara looked momentarily impressed. Menka took the statue
from Alex and said, "You won't have to pay that much. Leave it to me."

"But I don't mind," Alex protested. He was afraid of insulting the merchant,
and he didn't want to risk losing the stunning work of art.

"If you don't haggle, the merchant will not respect you," Menka explained.
Alex was still not convinced. He started to reach for the statue. Vanca gently
put her hand on his shoulder.

"Relax, Menka knows what she is doing."

"That's right," Zara chimed in, "Just because you are an American, that
doesn't mean you know everything!" She was right, because Menka did get the
art dealer to knock 100,000 rupees off the price.

Alex was ecstatic with his find. He and his delightful companions spent the
rest of the afternoon searching for other treasures. He picked up a few other
trinkets and baubles, but nothing nearly was wonderful as the statue. He knew
enough from his eight years of education to know that the statue was a rare
and unique find.

Besides looking for other works of art, Alex spent the time getting to know
the sisters better. By that evening, even Zara seemed to be warming up to him
a little. Around 6:30PM Alex offered to treat the sisters to dinner at a fine
restaurant. They accepted.

As he looked around the table, he began to consider his situation. He was
pretty sure that either Menka or Vanca would be willing to go back to his
hotel room with him. The only cause for doubt with Vanca was because she was
the youngest sister. She seemed a little inexperienced, and maybe a little
overprotected by her sisters.

He also suspected that Lavani liked him a lot, but her shyness made it a
little harder for him to read her. As for Zara, Alex considered it a victory
that she no longer looked at him like a squashed bug that she'd just scraped
off her shoe. He wished that he could somehow be with all four of them, but
even Alex didn't have that much game.

"Look, this arm on your statue gives a little bit," Zara said. She'd been
examining Alex's Kamadeva and Rati statue and she was wiggling one of Rati's
arms that was wrapped around her lover's waist.

"Please ... be careful," Alex gasped.

"Relax!" Zara protested, "I won't break it." She continued to wiggle the arm.
Alex was sweating like a madman. "It's almost like it's some kind of lever,"
she said. As if on cue, the arm swung downward, and a small compartment at the
base of the statue popped open. Something was inside.

"What is it?" asked Vanca.

"It looks like a ring," Lavani observed.

Alex reached over and took the object out of the compartment and examined it.
It was a ring - a very intricate and interesting ring. It resembled two Indian
cobras intertwined and facing each other. Their eyes were tiny rubies. Alex
looked around and the sisters were all looking at him. They looked very happy
for him - even Zara.

"I can't believe this!" he said, "You ladies must be my good luck charms!"

"Try it on," Menka urged. Alex looked around the table again. These four women
were all so beautiful and wonderful - all with gorgeous faces, long, beautiful
hair, fantastic figures and flawless golden skin.

"I wish that I could be with all four of them," he thought once again as he
slipped the ring on to the ring finger of his left hand. "Whoa!" he cried.

"What is it?" Vanca asked.

"It's weird," Alex replied, "I felt a little tingle when I slipped the ring
on."

"That's strange," said Menka, "Because I thought I saw the rubies in the
cobras' eyes glow for a second when you slipped the ring on your finger. But
that's not possible is it?"

"I saw the rubies glow as well," said Zara. Lavani was nodding in agreement.

"Does the ring fit?" Vanca asked. Alex held up his left hand and wiggled his
fingers around.

"It fits perfectly," he replied. "It's like it was made specifically for my
finger." Alex was not normally the kind to wear bling, but as he held up his
left hand and admired his new ring, he thought that it was time to make an
exception.

Alex was on cloud nine as he and his new friends enjoyed their meal. He'd made
two great art finds and met four amazing women on his first day in India. The
only way things could get better was for his wish to come true.

It was almost 8PM when the sister walked Alex back to his hotel. "Will I see
you ladies again?" Alex asked.

"Don't you know," said Vanca, "We've adopted you as our project! What time
would you like to get started tomorrow?"

"Well ... I'm not much of a morning person," Alex admitted. "Is 11AM okay?"

"We are at your disposal," Vanca replied. Menka and Lavani looked totally on
board, and at least Zara didn't voice an objection.

In fact, it was Zara who said, "We'll meet you in the lobby at eleven then."

"What is your room number?" Menka asked.

"Room 904," Alex replied. "Please, come up! Please, come up! Please, come up!"
he pleaded with his eyes. She shot back a provocative look. "Did she get my
message?" he wondered.

Alex made his way up to his room and turned on the TV. He found a Bollywood
movie in the middle of an elaborate dance number. Alex sat down in the
comfortable five star hotel room chair. He began to reflect on his day. The
great meal he'd eaten began to weigh heavy on him. Within a few minutes, his
eyelids became heavy and he began to doze off. When he heard a knock at the
door, he looked at his watch. It was 8:22PM.

Alex opened the door to see Menka standing on the other side. "I got your
message," she said. Then she reached out and grabbed Alex's collar with one
hand. She pulled him roughly to her and kissed him passionately on the lips.
"I've been waiting to do that since about ten seconds after I met you. You've
wanted it too." Alex did not disagree.

She took Alex by the hand and led him back into his own room. She pushed him
down on the bed and began to remove her top. Alex began to get up, but Menka
pushed him back down. Alex was shocked at how rough she was with so little
effort. He was shocked, but he liked it. "Don't get up until I tell you to,"
she said with a smile.

Menka removed her top to reveal her big, round 36DD breasts. She shook her
shoulders so that her luscious breast began to jiggle. "Do you like my big
tits?" she asked. Alex made a soft grunting sound and nodded his head. It was
not like him to be at a loss for words, but Menka was not just any woman. .

She began massaging her huge breasts with her lovely hands. "Of course you
like my tits. They're magnificent - so big, so supple, so firm and round."
Everything she was saying was true, and she obviously knew it. Alex would have
been incredibly turned on at just the sight of Menka. Her hypnotic voice and
confident-bordering-on-arrogant manner only made her more appealing.

He could not have looked away if he wanted to. Almost as if in a trance, Alex
said, "You're sooo beautiful.'

"Of course I am," Menka agreed, "Didn't you hear Zara when she said that the
women in our family had divine genes?"

"Yes, what did she mean by that?"

Menka continued to sway back and forth sexily as she told Alex a story. "There
is a legend in my family that more than two thousand years ago, Goddess Durga
wished to know what it was like to lie with a mortal man. She hid her many
extra arms under her sari and searched the Earth for a kind man on which to
bestow her gifts. She chose a man named Amalesh to be with. She was with him
and stayed until their child was born. Then she left him with a daughter to
raise on his own.

Alex was equal parts memorized by Menka's swaying breasts and fascinated by
her story. She continued, "Amalesh and his daughter were my ancestors. Because
she was a demigoddess she possessed an allure that no mere mortal woman could
match."

"So that's why you and your sisters are so beautiful?" Alex asked.

"Yes," Menka replied with a smile, "We are gifted with great beauty among
other things." Before Alex could ask, Menka reached out and grabbed his collar
again with one hand. This time, she effortlessly lifted him up and said, "We
are also strong. We are very, very strong. Does that please you?"

Alex had never thought about it before, but he felt his already hard cock
throb at the thought of such a sexy woman being stronger than him. "Yes," he
replied.

"Then you should really like this," Menka said as she reached out and with one
easy, smooth motion ripped Alex's trousers off him. She did the same with his
underwear. "You have a lovely cock," she said, "May I put it in my mouth?"

"Y-Y-Yes," Alex replied. Menka proceeded to give Alex the greatest blowjob of
his life of many blowjobs. He could feel her tongue rolling around his cock as
she bobbed her head up and down on his knob. All the while she was holding him
off the ground as if he weighed nothing. She was also making "yummy" noises as
if his cock was the greatest thing she'd ever tasted. Alex could feel his
balls starting to twitch. He knew that he was about to blow his load.

Just then there was a knock on the door. Menka took her mouth off of Alex's
cock and said, "Were you expecting someone?"

"No, no, please, don't stop," he begged.

A playful voice rang out from the other side of the door. "Al-ex, I'm here to
tuck you iiiiin," the voice said.

"Oh shit!" he thought, "It's Myra!" Alex forgot all about the date that he'd
made with her earlier.

"Who is that?" Menka asked. She didn't seem mad, only curious.

"I can explain," Alex said in desperation.

Menka didn't wait to hear his explanation. She casually tossed him to the bed
and walked to the door. She was still topless when she opened the door. "Come
in," she said to Myra who looked as surprised as you would expect someone in
her situation to look. She came in anyway.

Menka looked the concierge up and down. She was wearing a little black
cocktail dress that showed off every curve of her tight, petite body and red
heels that made her shapely legs look wonderful. She was obviously going
commando. At 5'2" she was significantly shorter than Menka who was still
wearing her heels. "Aren't you a pretty little thing?" Menka asked. She didn't
seem upset. On the contrary, she looked delighted.

Myra looked over at Alex on the bed wearing only his shirt and socks and sized
up the situation. "I can see that my presence here is superfluous." She turned
towards the door to leave. Menka closed the door.

"What's your hurry, Sweetheart?"

Meanwhile, Alex said, "I can explain, Menka."

"What's there to explain?" the Indian strong girl asked. "You obviously made
other arrangements before you knew I was coming."

"You ... don't mind?" Alex asked.

"I always say, 'The more the merrier,'" she responded.

"Well, I didn't sign up for this," Myra protested.

"That's a shame, Honey," Menka said and she walked past her and went back over
to Alex. She picked him up again and said, "Now where were we?" Instead of
resuming the blowjob, she lifted him up so that Alex's cock fit snugly between
her big breasts and began to give him a midair titty fuck.

Myra looked on in fascination. Finally she said, "You mean that a woman as hot
as you is strong enough to lift a full grown man and titty fuck him like
that?"

"Honey, I'm strong enough to lift an adult male elephant with one hand. This
is easy."

"Oh my God, that's so hot!" the pretty concierge said.

"I ... I'm about to cum," Alex announced.

"Do it," Menka cried, "Cum all over my big tits. I want you to cum harder than
you ever have before. I want you to cover my tits with your man-milk. Do it,
weak male. Do as I say RIGHT NOW!"

And Alex did as he was ordered. He blew his load all over her big tits. He
blew more cum than he'd ever cum before. He didn't quite cover her tits with
his spunk, but only because they were so big. He blew so hard that he was
exhausted.

Menka cradled him in her strong arms. She looked over at Myra who was
breathing hard from just watching what happened. Menka laid Alex down gently
in the bed and said, "Rest up for round two."

Alex dozed off for a few minutes. When he woke up, Menka was in bed next to
him and fully naked. Myra who was equally naked was on top of Menka and the
two were making out like passionate teenagers. Myra slid down and began to
kiss the nipple of Menka's big left breast which was almost as big as her
head. She looked sweet as she tenderly licked and suckled, and Menka made
soft, sweet humming sounds to indicate her pleasure.

Alex sidled up next to Menka and began to lick and nibble on her other big
breast. Menka encircled him with her strong right arm and hugged him close to
her. Alex had been with two women before, but not like this. In the past, the
focus was always on him. Now, Menka was clearly the hypotenuse of this
triangle. Alex didn't mind. He was happy to just be one of the legs of this
triangle which was definitely right!

Myra began to kiss her way down towards Menka's pussy. When she got there, the
true worship of the goddess began. Alex used the opportunity to truly explored
both of Menka's awesome tits. He explored them fully with his hands, and
mouth. He caressed, licked, kissed, sucked and nibbled. He was so into his
breast worship that his cock nearly erupted again.

However, before this could happen, Menka had an explosive orgasm. The parallel
stimulation of her pussy and her tits being worshipped was too much. A sound
began deep in her flat tummy and slowly built in both volume and intensity
until it turned into a bestial howl! At the crescendo of this howl, her upper
body convulsed with such intensity that Alex was tossed off the bed and across
the room. Fortunately, he landed on a soft couch without being injured.

When the howl subsided, Myra emerged from between Menka's legs. The front of
her body from her head to her belly button was covered in Menka's love juices.
Myra got up and excused herself to the bathroom. A few seconds later a running
shower could be heard.

"Are you oaky?" Menka asked Alex. He stood up and shook his arms and legs to
test them.

"I don't seem to have any serious injuries," he said with a smile.

"Sorry, but when I get lost in the throes of passion I lose control sometimes.
Your girlfriend is a great pussy licker."

"She's not my girlfriend," Alex explained, "She's the hotel concierge; I only
met her today."

"I was joking," said Menka. "I your girlfriend now," she announced.

"Don't I get a choice," Alex asked.

"Two things," Menka started, "First, no you don't, and second, even if you did
it wouldn't matter because you WANT me to be your girlfriend. You NEED me to
be your girlfriend. If you thought that I wouldn't be your girlfriend, you'd
cry yourself to sleep." Alex realized that everything she said was true.

The sound of the shower stopped. "I'll bet that the concierge is good at
sucking cock, too," said Menka.

"Not as good as you," Alex responded.

"Of course not," Menka said. She looked at Alex as if the very idea was insane
which it was. "But that doesn't mean that she's not good at it. Would you like
to find out?"

"Uh, I don't think she's interested in me anymore," Alex opined.

Menka shook her head at him like an indulgent mother dealing with a toddler
who just doesn't get it. Just then, Myra walked out of the bathroom wrapped in
a towel. "Drop the towel," Menka demanded which Myra did without hesitation.
"Would you like to do something for me, Sweetheart?"

"Anything, Goddess," Myra replied. It sounded more like a plea than an answer.

"I would like to watch as you get down on your knees and suck Alex's cock and
let him cum in your face." She made a signal to Alex indicating that he should
sit down on the couch.

Myra began to walk towards Alex. "No! Get on your hands and knees and crawl to
him," Menka ordered. The thought of not complying never occurred to Myra. She
really was a very pretty woman. True she could not compete with Menka or her
sisters, but neither could any other woman. She crawled over to Alex and began
kissing his cock.

"Lick it! Kiss it! Suck it!{ Menka instructed, and Myra did just as she was
told. Menka sat on the bed watching and massaging her pussy. When it was clear
that Alex was about to erupt, Menka cried out, "Now, pull back a few inches
and let him cum all over your sweet face." Again, Myra complied. When Alex was
finished, Menka went over and lifted Myra in her powerful arms. "I don't mind
you sucking his cock since you did it for my amusement, but his cum belongs to
me. She licked all of Alex's spunk off the pretty girl's face. "Yummy!" she
declared.

Alex and Myra spent the next few hours worshipping every inch of Menka's
impossible strong and sexy body. Alex fell asleep with his head resting on her
huge, fluffy breasts.

He woke up at 10PM to the sound of knocking on the front door. He looked
around and was disappointed to see that both Menka and Myra were gone. He
wrapped a sheet around his naked body and hurried to the door. When he opened
it, Vanca was standing on the other side.

Just as Menka had done the night before, Vanca reached out and grabbed the
sheet he was wrapped in, pulled him to her and gave him a deep, passionate
kiss.

"I shouldn't be kissing you?" Alex cried.

"Didn't you enjoy kissing me?" Vanca pouted.

"Of course I did, but Menka told me that I was her boyfriend," Alex explained.
After finding out that she had the strength to toss him across the room like a
pillow, Alex wasn't keen to make Menka jealous.

Vanca responded to this by pulling off Alex's sheet and revealing his naked
body. She then lifted him effortlessly over her head with one hand on his
chest and the other between his thighs. "Considering that I'm strong enough to
lift you like this, do you really think that denying my advances is a choice?"
Then she lowered him so that his dick was in her mouth, and she sucked it
instantly to rock hardness. "And considering that I just did that, do you
really WANT to deny my advances?"

"No," he admitted. He wasn't sure what he would do about Menka, but he sure
knew what he wanted to do with Vanca. She carried him over to a big comfy
looking chair in the room and gently set him down in it. "I would like to
dance for you," she announced.

Though they were both extremely attractive, Menka and Vanca had different
bodies. Menka was five inches taller than her younger sister, and she was
thicker and sturdier looking. Vanca was much more delicate looking. To Alex,
this made her phenomenal strength even more of a turn-on. It was amazing that
a woman as beautiful and sexy as Menka was so strong, but it was even more
amazing for a beautiful, sexy and petit woman like Vanca to be incredibly
strong.

Also, Vanca was a better dancer than Menka. She moved as gracefully and as
hypnotically as a snake. And when her striking violet eyes met Alex's, he was
fully under her spell. As she moved erotically to the beating of Alex's heart,
she s-l-o-w-l-y removed the layers of her sari. When she wasn't using them to
remove her clothing, she held her slender but powerful arms over her head and
moved them around in sync with her torso, hips and legs.

When she removed her top and exposed her awe-inspiring breasts, Alex's already
hard dick got even harder. Her breasts were not as big as Menka's but they
were in proportion to her body, and if anything, they were more firm and
perfect with nipple that pointed slightly up. As naked Alex sat mesmerized
watching the golden skinned beauty dance for him, she removed her panties and
announced, "I've teased you, now it's time to please you."

She kneeled down between his legs and lovingly licked his shaft with her
velvet tongue until it was saturated with her saliva. Then she wrapped her
ample tits around it and began to bob up and down on his cock. "How does that
feel, Baby? Do you like that?"

"Yes, Vanca, I like it very much," he moaned.

"Do you like having a strong, sexy girl massaging your cock with her big
tits?"

"Yes, Vanca, yes."

"Then you should really love this," she said as she put her hands under his
ass, stood up and lifted him in the air. "Do you see how strong I am, Baby?
Lifting you up like this is easy for me, and I love having your hard cock
between my big tits."

"I love it too," Alex agreed.

"But I'd like it even more inside my pussy." Vanca lowered Alex's body so that
his cock lined up with her pussy. "Wrap your legs around my waist" she
instructed. Alex did as he was told. "Hug me as tightly as you can." He did.
With her hands firmly on his ass, Vanca began to pump his cock in and out of
her wet pussy. In and out, in and out. A few minutes later, they both exploded
in orgasm at the same time.

Vanca carried Alex over to the bed and tossed him in before jumping in next to
next to him. She snuggled her luscious naked body into his and began kissing
his face. At first she concentrated her kisses on his neck and then all over
his face until she focused on his lips and thrust her tongue into his mouth.
He could feel her tongue flicking and swirling inside his mouth. Incredibly,
he could feel his cock getting hard again. Vanca wrapped her slender fingers
around it and said, "This belongs to me, now."

"Uh, that might be a slight problem," said Alex, "Because I'm pretty sure that
your sister Menka thinks that it belongs to her."

"Does that worry you?" Vanca asked.

"Well ... ." He didn't want to come off as a coward, but the truth was, he was
scared shitless.

"Don't worry, Baby," she told him, "Menka knows that I'm here fucking you."
She explained that the day before she and Menka agreed to share him.

"Don't I have a say in this?" Alex joked.

"Of course not," Vanca replied, "As of now, you belong to my sister and I."

"Why didn't you fuck me at the same time?" he asked.

"We figured that we should work up to that. We were afraid that so much
pleasure without warning would cause either your heart of your cock to
explode." Alex couldn't argue with that. When he told Vanca that Menka
included Myra in their sexcapades, she told him, "You're lucky. She usually
fucks two or three MEN at a time. She takes after our cousin Baljeet."

"How come she got to have me first?"

"She won the coin toss."

Suddenly, Alex remembered, "I'm supposed to meet your sisters at 11AM!" Vanca
told him not to worry because she already told her sister to meet them at 2PM.
"What should we do until then?" Alex asked. Vanca climbed on top of him,
pinned his arms down over his head and slid her pussy on to his hard cock.

"We'll think of something," she said with a wicked smile.

When they meet the sisters at 2:10PM, "You're late!" Zara admonished.

"So, how was he?" Menka asked Vanca.

"No complaints," Vanca replied.

The group of five went to another marketplace than the one they'd been to the
day before. Alex looked around the various shops looking for treasures. Lavani
stuck close by his side that day. She seemed determined to be as helpful as
possible. In the process, Alex got to know the shy sister much better. She had
a quiet but sharp wit. He also couldn't help but notice her lovely, round,
sweet tushie several times throughout the day. Lavani's ass was like a perfect
ripe peach, and Alex wanted a nibble.

Meanwhile, Menka and Vanca vied for Alex's attention in other ways. One of
Alex's purchases that day was a twelve foot white marble statue of Ganesha.
Ganesha is a Hindu god who is easily recognizable by his elephant's head. Alex
planned to put the statue outside near the front entrance of his mansion. When
he paid for the statue, the art dealer asked him what arrangements he wanted
to make to transport the large statue. "We'll take it with us," Menka replied.

She walked over and casually picked up the roughly 3.5 ton statue and said,
"Yes, that won't be a problem. We'll be by at the end of the day to take it
with us." Alex watched this happen with his mouth agape in wonder. He could
feel his cock stirring at the site of the beautiful woman - the same beautiful
woman he'd fucked the night before - demonstrating her remarkable super
strength.

When Vanca noticed that Alex was impressed by this, she responded in kind. She
made a point of lifting any other heavy looking statues she saw. "How about
this one?" she would ask Alex as she easily lifted a life-size statue of a
jewel encrusted horse. Then it was on like Donkey Kong! If Vanca lifted a
statue that weighed four tons, Menka would lift one that weighed five. Then
Vanca would go over to statue after Menka put it down and lift it with one
hand. It went this was for the rest of the day.

Meanwhile, Lavani watched nervously and Zara looked on with distain. Alex
didn't discuss his love sessions with Menka and Vanca in front of the other
sisters, but when they thought the others weren't watching they would come up
and pitch Alex's ass or caress his cock over his pants. At one point, Alex
quietly asked Menka if she and Myra would be coming to visit him that night.

His super strong lover whispered back, "This morning while you slept, Myra ate
out my pussy and then told me that she loved me and could not bear to share
me."

"What did you say back?" Alex asked.

"I told her that it was over between us then because I was no longer
interested in fucking that didn't involve you. The poor girl seemed quite
heartbroken."

At the end of the day, Alex once again treated the ladies to a nice dinner.
They dropped him off at his hotel again and made plans to meet the next day.
Alex was disappointed when neither Vanca nor Menka came up to his room with
him. He had to deal with the fact that he was not calling the shots.

He was in his room alone for about an hour wondering if he was going to sleep
alone that night when he heard a gentle tap on his door. He wondered if it was
Menka, or maybe Vance ... . Or maybe it was both! He ran to the door and flung
it open. There, on the other side was Lavani. She was wearing a long robe and
flat sandals. "Can I come in?" she asked quietly.

Alex opened the door wider and ushered her in. "To what do I owe the pleasure
of this visit?" Alex asked. Lavani walked to the middle of the room, turned
with a smooth grace that would make a prima ballerina envious and dropped her
robe. Beneath she was wearing one of the tiniest bikinis Alex had ever seen.
It was line green.

Her body was amazing. She was two inches shorter than Vanca, and her body was
even more delicate and petite. Her C-cup breasts were smaller, but they fit
her body perfectly. And when she turned and shook her amazing ass at him, he
remembered what her most attractive asset was.

Alex went over to Lavani and put his arms on her womanly hips. She turned and
stood up on her tiptoes and stretched up to him. He stooped so that they met
in the middle and kissed passionately. Her lips were hungry for his, and she
moaned softly as their tongues met and intertwined.

It was then that Alex noticed that the choker she was wearing - the only thing
she was wearing besides her bikini - looked very much like a leather dog
collar with little metal studs all around. "Why are you wearing this?" he
asked.

"She stretched as high as she could and whispered in his ear, "Because I want
to be your pet. Tell me, Sweetheart, what part of my beautiful body do you
find the most pleasing?" It seems that even the shy women in this family knew
that they had beautiful bodies.

"Your ... It's your ... ." Alex hadn't been tongue tied around girls since he
was in fifth grade, and he'd never been shy about saying what he liked. But
something about Lavani got to him. She was just so sweet and tender and
giving.

"Please, Darling, tell me what you like best about me."

"It's your ass," he said, "It's your perfect round ass." Lavani smiled at
this.

"Could I please give you a lap dance with my bare ass on your naked penis?"
she asked sweetly. Alex nodded his head yes. Lavani took his hand and led him
to the bed which was made with fresh sheets by the hotel maid earlier. She
tenderly and carefully helped him undress. When he was naked, she gently
reached down and stroked his already hard cock and said, "It is so lovely."

Alex sat down on the edge of the bed and Lavani turned around and began to
sway her exquisite ass from side to side. She seductively removed her tiny
panties and sat in Alex's lap so that his hard cock fit perfectly into the
crack of her pleasingly bulbous ass. It wasn't just her sweet derriere that
was so attractive either. Her slender shoulders, the curve of her back and her
fine hips also stimulated the lust in Alex's heart and psyche. It didn't take
long for him to spray his cum all over her back. Some of it even got into her
gorgeous flowing hair.

If Lavani minded, she didn't indicate it. She gently urged Alex to lie on his
back and she climbed on top of him. Her naked form was lying on top of his.
She seemed as light as a feather. "What else would please you, Darling?" she
asked. Alex wrapped his arms around the divine young woman from India and
began to kiss her. He wanted to hear her contented, soft moan again. He wanted
to feel her satin lips and velvet tongue again. He wanted to feel the power of
Lavani's love. He did, he did, he did and he did.

After kissing and caressing for some time, Lavani took hold of Alex's hard rod
and pushed it into her moist, awaiting pussy. She began to move her hips up
and down on his shaft. She moved slowly at first, but then, as if reading the
rhythm of his body she slowly and steadily picked up steam and moved faster
and faster until Alex was ready to climax.

"Do it, Alex! Cum inside my pussy! I'm so wet for you, Darling! I want to feel
you filling me up with your love-seed!" That was all Alex had to hear to
explode, and Lavani exploded right with him. Lavani collapsed in Alex's arms
and they laid there snuggling for the rest of the night.

When Alex woke up the next morning, Lavani was lying next to him and watching
him with loving eyes, "Good morning, Sleepyhead," she said softly.

"That ... last night was ... amazing," Alex said. Lavani smiled her
heart-melting little smile.

"I thought so too," she said. She smuggled into Alex's body and began to purr
contentedly.

Absent mindedly, Alex asked, "So how come you're not strong like your
sisters?"

"What make you think that I'm not strong," asked Lavani. She rolled over and
flexed her arm for Alex. His eyes grew wide as her bicep expanded to a size
much greater than her small frame should have been able to support.

"But you're so gentle and submissive ... . I just assumed ... ." Lavani stood
up next to the bed. She bent over and slid her arms underneath. When she stood
up, the entire bed with Alex on it came up with her. She wasn't even straining
when she tipped the bed towards her and Alex rolled into her.

"Just because I'm strong does not mean that I'm dominant. I like being
submissive for you. I like being your pet. Is that a problem?"

"No! No problem at all," Alex agreed.

"Good," said Lavani as she lowered Alex and the bed back down to the floor.
She jumped back into bed next to Alex. "Just because I am strong enough to
lift you with one finger doesn't mean that you haven't conquered my heart. But
if you want me to be dominant I will. I'll do anything it takes to make you
happy, my love."

"No!" Alex insisted. "I don't want you to change. I want you to stay sweet and
gentle the way you are." They kissed and kissed after this.

When Lavani and Alex met her sisters later that day, Vanca asked her sister,
"How was last night?"

Lavani turned red with embarrassment. "It was nice. Now, please, don't ask me
anything more, Sister." Vanca giggle at her sister's shyness, but she
respected her wishes.

That day's shopping was mostly uneventful. Menka and Vanca still made a point
of demonstrating their terrific strength for Alex, of course. Alex found a few
treasures here and there to purchase. He continued to wear the ring he'd
inadvertently bought on day one. In fact, by now, the ring felt like a natural
part of his hand.

Nothing much happened until towards the end of the day when Alex and the
sisters were walking down a crowded street trying to decide where to dine that
evening. Alex had noticed the many dirty look he'd received from native men
during the last three days. He couldn't really blame them. It was natural that
they would resent a rich American coming to their country monopolizing the
attention of the four most beautiful women in all of Bangalore, if not all of
India.

As they walked along, Lavani said something in her usual soft voice. Alex
turned to try to hear what she said. When he did, an Indian male "accidently"
bumped into him. It was obvious that whoever had run into him had used more
force than necessary. Alex was mildly put out when the turned to see who it
was. Before him stood a giant nearly seven feet tall. He looked very much like
the former WWE wrestler known as the Great Khali.

"Watch were you are going, little man," the giant said.

"Sure, no problem," Alex said.

"You fucking British think you still own this subcontinent," the giant said.

"I'm not British; I'm American," Alex corrected.

"Americans are even worse," said another voice. Alex looked around to find
that the giant had been joined by his two brothers who were only slightly
smaller than him. Alex noticed that Vanca and Menka were stepping forward.

"Sisters! Stand down," Zara commanded. "We are not going to engage in
something as undignified as a street brawl. I am your sister, and I demand you
obey." Alex was a little surprised when both Menka and Vanca bowed their heads
in deference to Zara and stood down.

Zara turned to Alex's tormentors and said, "You two are being very rude, and I
am going to teach you some manners." Without another word, Zara lit into the
three bullies and quickly beat the shit out of them. They tried to fight back,
but their punches using their hammer like fists had no effect on the super
strong Zara.

However, her blows had devastating effects on them. She looked like she was
barely putting any power behind her blows, but each one knocked the bullies
off their feet. When they got back up, she knocked them down again until the
hapless brutes realized that they didn't stand a chance. She hadn't even
disturbed her perfect hair.

In the end, they started crying and fell to their knees. They begged Zara to
stop hurting them. She only agreed to stop after they kissed her feet and
apologized to Alex one by one. "He may be a rich, arrogant American," Zara
said, "But he is OUR rich, arrogant American."

After dinner, Alex once again retired to his hotel room alone. Less than
twenty minutes later, he heard a knock at the door. To his amazement, this
time it was Zara standing in the hall. "Zara! What are you doing here?"

She stepped inside. "I have seen the smiles that you have put on my sisters'
faces. I want to find out what all the fuss is about." She held her arms
straight out to her sides. "Undress me!" she demanded. Alex began to remove
the outer layers of her garment. As he peeled off layer after layer, the
hidden treasure of Zara's body revealed more and more riches. As he removed
the final stitches and she stood before him naked, she kicked off her sandals
and demanded, "Kneel before me."

She didn't have to make that demand. Alex would have fallen to his knees
anyway. "Are not my breasts bigger than my sisters'?" she asked. She had twin
32G melons, and they were indeed bigger than her sisters'. She turned, "Is my
ass not more sublime?" To be honest, Lavani's ass was better, but it was very,
very close so why quibble. "Are my muscles not bigger?" She did a double bicep
flex, and her muscles were indeed bigger than Lavani's. Menka and Vanca hadn't
flexed for him yet.

Somehow, with the removal of two bobby pins, Zara's carefully set hair fell
loose and with one shake it now looked as perfectly wild as it looked
perfectly fixed just seconds before. "Is my hair not more luxurious, thick and
flowing?" In this she was basically in a four-way tie with her sisters, but
Alex as not inclined to argue the point.

She reached down and patted him on his head like he was a dog. "Do you like
being on your knees before me?" she asked.

"Yes, Zara," Alex replied.

"Does it seem right that you should grovel before me?"

"Yes, Zara." He wasn't lying. She was so regal and majestic that it seemed
right that he should be on his knees. "Kiss my feet," she commanded. Alex
gratefully complied. After twenty-seven minutes of foot worship, Zara said, "I
can see that you enjoy kissing my feet." Alex's rock hard cock was testament
to how right Zara was. She walked over and lay on the fresh bed. "Take off
your clothes and lay down across the end of the bed," she demanded.

When he was in position, Zara began to massage his erect cock with her divine
feet. "Since you like to worship my feet so much, my feet decided to return
the favor." Alex never dreamed that a foot job could ever feel so good. Her
feet were smooth and soft, and she applied exactly the correct amount of
pressure on his cock. Her toes were impossible dexterous as they stroked his
shaft. "Are my feet not worthy of worship?" she asked.

."Yes, Zara." Alex could not believe how much pleasure Zara gave him with just
her feet. It made his wonder how great she could make him feel with other
parts of her body. He could feel the surge of an approaching orgasm.

"You are close to climax, aren't you?" Zara asked.

"Yes," Alex confirmed.

"But you have not asked for permission to have an orgasm." She pointed out.

"M-May I h-h-have an orgasm, p-p-please," Alex begged.

"I'm not sure. Do you think that you are truly worthy?" Zara asked.

Alex was in sweet agony trying to hold back the raging tides of his passion.
"No, no! I know I'm not worthy, but I'm begging you, please, allow me divine
relief, Zara. Please!"

"Very well," Zara said with celestial calm, "You may climax when I count to
three: one ... two ... three!"

"Yes. YES. YES!" Alex cried as his cock exploded and his cum shot several feet
into the air.

"Now climb on top of me and fuck my tits!" Zara demanded. Alex enjoyed
following her orders. He also fucked her bicep and her pussy before Alex
collapsed into Zara's strong arms. "You are very precious to me, my sweet
American. We will save my mouth for next time," Zara told him.

The next morning while Alex was reverently washing Zara's huge tits as they
showered together they heard a knock at the door. "That must be breakfast,"
Alex said since he'd ordered from room service just before Zara ordered him
into the shower. He yelled towards the door. "Come in. The door's not locked.
Just leave the food on the table."

When Alex and Zara emerged from the shower wearing the hotel's complimentary
robes ten minutes later, they were surprised to find Menka, Vanca and Lavani
along with their breakfast waiting for them. "I took the liberty of ordering
breakfast for all of us and charging it to your room," Menka said.

"We decided that it was time we all had a talk," Vanca explained. She told
Alex that she, Menka and Lavani were all in agreement to share him. "But we're
not sure about Zara."

"Why?" Alex asked. It was a fair question. Any one of these women could have
any five man they wanted. He'd always been successful with women, but this
bordered on the supernatural.

"We talked about that," said Menka, "And honestly, we don't know. All we know
is that while we were having dinner with you that first night, a feeling swept
over each of us that it was okay for you to be with all of us."

"I had that feeling as well," Zara announced. "Are you a wizard?" she asked
Alex.

"Who? Me?" Alex said innocently. "Of course not!" The sisters talked it over
and concluded that Alex in fact was not a wizard. Alex asked, "So, when you
say that you're willing to share me, does that mean one at a time or are you
open to threesomes, foursomes and, uh ... fivesomes?"

"I'd say that that would be up to you," said Vanca. Menka and Lavani nodded in
agreement.

"That is not acceptable to me!" Zara announced. Vanca and Menka rolled their
eyes. Lavani looked disturbed.

"I am the oldest, and if it comes down to it, the strongest! Even though I
love Alex with all my heart, when he and I are together, I expect to be
obeyed! And I have no intention of sharing him with anyone - even my sisters."

"But I thought that you said he could have all of us," Vanca reminded her
older sister.

"He can. He can fuck the rest of you when I am not in the mood to fuck him,
but I warn you, that's not going to be very often."

"Why do you always have to be such a pain in the ass?" Menka asked her older
sister.

"I am the oldest and the strongest," Zara insisted as if that settled the
matter.

"You are not stronger than Menka and me together," Vanca pointed out.

Zara doubled up her fist. "Do not challenge me, sisters. I am the oldest and
the strongest!"

"NO YOU ARE NOT!" a voice cried out. Everyone was shocked to discover that it
came from quiet, shy Lavani. No one could ever remember hearing her raise her
voice before.

"What are you saying?' asked Zara.

"I am stronger than you," said Lavani, "I've known it for some time."

"But my muscles are twice your size," Zara pointed out.

"Yes, sister," said Lavani, "But we both know that when it comes to the women
in our family, muscle size has little to do with who is strongest."

"But I have always been the strongest one," insisted Zara.

"I allowed you to think so because it meant nothing to me, and it seemed so
important to you," said Lavani. When Zara still expressed doubt, Lavani
suggest that they step into the second, unused bedroom of Alex's hotel suite
to discuss the matter. They went to the other room and closed the door.

Vanca, Alex and Menka heard what sounded like a terrible ruckus. When both
women emerged a few minutes later, Zara looked cowed and disheveled. Her hair
was a mess. Lavani looked like someone who had attended successfully to an
unpleasant task.

"This is how I think it should be," announced Lavani who was clearly the
strongest sister. "Whenever Alex is with any of us individually, what they do
is completely between the two of them. When he is with two or more of us, the
only way that will work is if Alex is in charge. We have to be gentle with him
because he is so much weaker than we are. And it is entirely up to Alex which
one, two, three or four of us he wants to fuck at any given time. Is that
agreeable to you, Menka?" Menka nodded. "Vanca?" Vanca nodded as well. "Zara?"
Zara looked at her feet. Lavani repeated with an edge no one had ever heard in
her voice before, "Zara?" Zara nodded.

"And is that agreeable to you, Alex?" It was indeed. Alex liked the way Zara
ordered him around and used her superior strength to dominate him when they
were together. However, he also liked Lavani's submissive ways. Something
about having a woman who could easily beat the crap out of him kneeling in
front of him really turned him on. And of course, Menka and Vanca fit
somewhere in the middle. Menka was wild and adventurous, and Vanca was gentle,
but with a hint of danger. He realized that he now had a lover for every mood,
plus the thrill of group sex. And he was the sun about which this sexy solar
system revolved.

"Yes, that is agreeable to me," he replied.

"And while it's entirely up to you, Alex - you know that I only want to make
you happy - I hope that you will do your best to make individual time for each
of my sisters and I."

"I will; I promise," agreed Alex.

TWO WEEKS LATER

After several more days of shopping and much sex with Menka, Vanca, Zara and
Lavani, Alex returned home. He went home alone, but the plan was for him to
make things ready for the sisters who would be joining him several days later.
On the day they arrived, Alex met them at the airport with a stretch limo.
When the women saw his massive mansion, Menka said, "I knew that you were
wealthy, but just how rich are you?"

"Somewhere between eleven and twelve billion," Alex replied.

"But you are so young! What do you do for a living?" Zara asked.

"My fortune is inherited," he explained. "Mostly I loaf."

"I'm sure that we will find ways to occupy your time," said Vanca.

Alex showed the women his house. He arranged to have individual bedrooms for
each of them for the nights when he decided to sleep with one, two or three of
the others. He didn't ever anticipate sleeping alone. When he got to his room,
Menka noticed, "Goodness! That's the biggest bed I've ever seen!"

"I had it specially made. I needed something that would accommodate five," he
explained. "Speaking of which ... ." While Alex was still in India, he had
three way sex with Menka and Vanca and with Vanca and Lavani, and, of course,
he'd had lots of sex with the sisters individually. But so far he had not had
sex with all of them at once. Right now seemed like the perfect time.

"Why don't we try out the new bed? Maybe we should all get naked." The sisters
had seen this coming, and all of them - including Zara - had been eagerly
anticipating it. According to Lavani's edict, Alex was in charge. (By the way,
it turned out that she was the strongest sister by a wide margin.) However,
Alex didn't see any need to push the issue.

When they were all naked, Alex said, "Why don't you four get into bed?" When
they did, they all knew what Alex wanted them to do. They collectively began
to summon him to join them.

"Come to bed, Darling."

"Yes, it's no fun unless you join us."

"Please, join us, Baby."

"We want to surround you with our sexy, naked bodies."

"Our soft, ample breasts."

"Our strong, loving arms."

"Our moist, warm pussies."

"Please, come to bed and use our incredibly strong and sexy bodies for your
pleasure, Alex."

"We love you, Alex, and we want to prove it."

"We all want to bring you pleasure, Sweetheart."

"We are your four hot, super strong lovers."

As they said these things, they beckoned him with their arms and fingers and
caressed and squeezed their breasts together and rubbed their pussies. Alex
had to hand it to Zara. If she had a problem, she sure didn't show it. She was
an enthusiastic participant.

When Alex crawled into bed with his four lovers, they began caressing him all
over. He lay down in the middle of them. Zara dangled her huge breasts in his
face while from the sides, Lavani and Vanca kissed his neck and nibbled on his
ear lobes and slowly moved down to his chest kissing and licking all the way.

Menka was between his legs licking and caressing his inner thighs and lower
abdomen. She circled around his cock and balls with her lips and tongue.
Finally she zeroed in on his balls and began licking and sucking them. By this
time, Lavani had made it down to his raging hard cock and was flicking its
sensitive tip with her tongue. Alex couldn't believe the pleasure he was
feeling as four of the most beautiful women in the world treated him as if his
body was their all you can eat buffet.

He'd fanaticized about scenarios like this before. What man hadn't? But
nothing he'd imagined came even remotely close to the reality. He felt loved,
desired, warm, moist, satisfied, overwhelmed and feelings so new that no one
had invented words for all at once. He never wanted this symphony of
sensations to end while at the same time feeling that his heart might burst at
any second from the sheer magnitude of emotions.

He could feel that familiar tingle coming from the deepest part of his balls.
He knew that he would not be able to hold out for long, and yet he was
determined to hold out for as long as humanly possible. "Oh god, oh god, oh
god, oh god!" he began to chant. The force of his impending orgasm became an
unstoppable force coming from the center of his being. It was no mere physical
sensation. It was transcendent and transformative. For a few seconds he was
sure he could see sound and hear colors.

And when he finally burst forth with his masculine essence, somehow, all four
of his lovers had their pretty faces down by his blasting manhood so that they
could all catch some of his precious discharge. When it was over, Alex was
exhausted and drenched with sweat. The four sisters hugged his body. Lavani
and Vanca hugged his upper body at this shoulders, and Zara and Menka clung to
his lower body at his waist. All four women expressed their undying love for
Alex.

Just before he drifted off to sleep, Alex thought, "Damn! I'm the luckiest
sonuvabitch in the world."

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