10-3 Bindi comes to stay - Sex Stories

10-3 Bindi comes to stay

... quickly pulled it down and folded it into my pocket, to look at whenever I had a dull moment. With a magnifying glass. (A few weeks later, Franny sent the original hi-res version of the jpeg to my phone, and my happiness was unbounded.

We (well mostly I) carried and moved Bindi's things into her room, while she and Beth and Suze played some sort of a board game (I call them bored games) in the corner. I double checked with her that she knew where everything in the house was (she did) and if she had any dietary requirements (she didn't). I assured her that she could talk to me and Margey any time about anything. She took that almost literally.

Like I mentioned in another story, the bathroom was like a capital city's main railway station. Everyone went in and out and never batted an eyelid. The door was never locked, except if someone wanted to poop in peace, they could. It really only applied to me however, as even with the extractor fan full on, my rectal emissions were too smelly to be tolerated by anyone - including me! All of the women had by and large acceptable odours.

Peeing in front of each other on the pot was the norm. Bindi knew that, as she had often partaken of our pee games. Indeed, after the 3 girls had finished their 'boring' game with a dice and counters, she said:

Steve, my parents had to leave in a hurry, but I want to thank you from the bottom of my heart for letting me come here. (She hugged me and kissed me on the lips.) But I know how your ...

... family thanks each other, and I'd like to give you something of mine. When Margey gets home, she will get the same.

She laid me down on the ground and lifted her sari to show me a brown cleft with a little bit of hair, but no knickers. She knelt down over my head and smelt heavenly - and released 100ml into me. At first I thought she was playing a trick on me and using a plastic bottle of tap water. Because she had almost no taste. Suze and Beth were also happy their friend was here, and donated as well. (They needed no excuse anyway. In the middle of drawing something or playing with a dolly, they would just break away and adopt the squatting position.)

So I crossed paths often in the bathroom with the Punjabi girl, and she was always very polite and pleasant. If I was brushing my teeth in the morning, she would come in and pee silently (not a hisser! Damn!!) and allow me to watch as she wiped herself. If Beth and/or Suze were there, she got bolder and pooped out 2-3 logs with loud splashes. Again, she had no embarrassment about me seeing her wipe the puckered hole.

My two girls still liked to hold my dick once in a while to void my bladder just before I or we got into the shower. Bindi watched with interest but made no move.

Her parents had been caught up in the Covid outbreak and Emailed me to say they couldn't yet give me a return date as travel was severely restricted.

After about a month, it appeared Bindi had been talking deeply and intently with her new ...