My name is Ajay, and Prosen is my childhood friend. We’re both software engineers at a big company, around thirty-eight or thirty-nine years old. My wife’s name is Puja, and Prosen’s wife is Riya. They’re both around thirty-five or thirty-six. I’ve got a daughter, and he’s got a son. Both kids are in fifth or sixth grade. Whenever we go anywhere, we always go together. Puja and Riya have become really close friends too; they even call each other “tu” (informal ‘you’).
This time, we went to Dublagadi near Balasore in Odisha. We didn’t take the kids. With no kids around, we were enjoying the hell out of ourselves from the start, drinking as much as we wanted, smoking cigarettes openly, and hiding nothing. We stayed in a resort near the beach in one cottage with two bedrooms side by side.
In the morning we had breakfast and went to the beach, and took a bunch of photos. Prosen kept arranging romantic shots of Puja and me. I did the same for him and Riya. Back in the room, we changed. Prosen and I put on t-shirts and boxers. Puja and Riya wore t-shirts and shorts. Both of them looked fucking sexy. Their faces were a bit full, but they had no bellies at all.
We went to the beach, had seafood with beer, then got into the sea. Once they got wet, Puja and Riya’s big tits were practically trying to burst out of their t-shirts. Their shorts were stretched tight over those fat asses. The waves and the alcohol kept making us bump into each other. One strong wave knocked Riya right into my lap.
My cock was already hard, and when her ass pressed against it, it jumped even harder. I don’t know if she felt it or not. She just said ‘sorry’ and went back to Prosen. Prosen kept falling on Puja and me too. Once he lost his balance and grabbed one of Puja’s tits. She didn’t even react. We were all a bit drunk, so nobody made a big deal out of the small stuff.
After playing in the water for a while, we came out and drank more beer. We had lunch, rested a bit, then went back to the beach. After sunset, there’s nothing much to do there, so the four of us sat in our room, ordered snacks and whisky. We started drinking, laughing, and talking shit. We finished one 750ml bottle and ordered another.









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