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One of the benefits of working for a large, international corporation is the potential for overseas assignments. A stint at a foreign subsidiary usually comes with premium pay, better advancement prospects after returning home, and the opportunity to learn a new culture. My husband, Ed, works for a major information technology company, headquartered in Silicon Valley, California, and he was given the chance to work as second-in-command for his firm?s foreign office in Chennai, India, for two yearsMy name is Sarah, and we were at a perfect time in our lives to accept such an assignment. We were married in college and were lucky to have the support of our families to finish school. Our son was born just as we were going into our junior year. At the time of the offer for the assignment in India, our son was eighteen years old and headed off to college. Ed and I were only thirty-eight years old and ready for adventure. Even better, Ed?s new boss helped me to find a job in Chennai which utilizes my skills in the business process outsourcing field.We were given two weeks to wrap up our personal and business affairs in California before making the move. I did quite a bit of online research about Chennai. It is the capital city of the Indian state of Tamil Nadu, located on the east coast of South India, off the Bay of Bengal. The city was previously named Madras under British colonial rule. It has a tropical wet and dry climate with temperatures near or above one hundred degrees for part of the year.Most*people living there are Tamils who practice the Hindu religion. The experts don?t totally agree on the origins of the Tamil people, but many think they are from a racial sub-group called Dravidians. They are generally characterized as having dark brown skin; dark, wavy hair; and dark eyes. There can be some variations in features, but many of them are short to medium in height and they generally have more-European, rather than African facial features.It was hard to digest some of the very lengthy articles on the Indian people, but I did learn that skin color is a big issue for the Tamils. That's because of the ancient and somewhat enduring caste system in India that regards dark skin as being a lower caste. The men seem to favor women with fair skin and there is a huge market for skin lightening products among the Tamil women.I also tried to learn a little about the Indian culture in general and followed many links into areas regarding some of their sexual practices. I can?t vouch for the accuracy of those articles, but many were very interesting. India is a predominately patriarchal society in which women, and especially young, unmarried women, are treated as second-class citizens. During historic times, and continuing to modern times in some areas, Indian family society revolved around the joint family system. That is especially true in small towns and villages where several brothers live under one roof with their parents.Each son had his own rooms, but in such close living of brothers with their wives, promiscuity is common. The mother often encourages a wife to fuck her husband?s brother, as often as possible, especially when the brother is away from home for a few days or longer. That is thought to keep the wives from straying outside of the family.There are many other intra-family relationships as well, descriptions of which are not the subject of this story. In addition to promiscuity in the family, there were numerous articles describing sex between the ruling castes and those of lower station. It's not uncommon for young women or even wives of the lower, darker castes to serve the priests and other leaders as both domestic and sexual servants.Whether those articles are accurate or not, the picture forming in my mind of some Indian men is that they are horny and promiscuous, even beyond Western standards. I found myself wondering whether the prevailing patriarchal society, coupled with a history of treating women as second-class citizens and sexual objects, were the fundamental causes of the increasingly reported incidents of sexual violence in India. It probably didn?t help that the sex ratio in the Tamil Nadu region is five percent less females than males.Other things I learned are that many Indian men regard Western white women, and especially American women, to be easy. The Indian girls are raised traditionally, and are very strict about who they lose their virginity with and when. Thinking that white women are easy sexually might be due to the influence of Hollywood and Bollywood movies, or the way white women dress so scandalously, compared to Indian standards. So, some Indian men turn to white girls or other Indian men for sexual satisfaction. Even self-identified heterosexual Ankara escort males might still engage in sex with other men, and not even consider it to be sex in their culture.As I continued my research, I got into some areas that can be considered pornographic. I ran across one website that speculates about the average penis sizes among various countries. Africa was shown as the largest at a little over seven inches long, which was no surprise, and the United States was a little more than five inches. India was shown as four inches. Of course, those are only averages, and I can?t vouch for the accuracy of those numbers.Since we were going to India, I did some other searches and found blogs that talked anecdotally about penis sizes in the different regions there. Several of them bragged that Tamil men have long, thick, brown cocks that are mostly uncircumcised. I knew that it wasn?t necessarily accurate to generalize that way, so I looked for some pictures.Judging from the pictures and video clips I saw, many of the Tamil cocks were at least six inches long and thick. Others though looked to be eight, ten and even twelve inches long, and very thick. The skin on their cocks and big balls is even darker than the skin on the rest of their bodies, and they have a lot of curly black hair. Ed?s dick is about five inches long, thin, and circumcised, so I was impressed with those bigger and thicker cocks, and especially the foreskins. Watching that brown skin sliding back and forth, exposing and then covering the big cock heads that were wet with oozing precum was very arousing to me. Some of those cock heads were brown, but many others were a lighter red or pink that made them look even more delicious.I probably should explain why those cocks impressed me so much. For the past three years, Ed and I had been fantasizing during sex. It all started one night when he was surfing the web and came across a porn site that had stories and video clips about cuckold relationships. He called me over and we read a few stories together, just enough to realize that some white couples are obsessed with black men and their big cocks. We surprisingly pictured ourselves in those stories. The videos of huge, black cocks fucking lustful white women turned us on even more. I was also surprised at how excited Ed got looking at those cocks.Ed and I have always enjoyed having oral sex together, but he previously only ate me out before we fucked. After being exposed to that cuckold site, he began sucking my pussy clean of his own cum after he ejaculates into me. We also have elaborate, fantasy date nights, where we imagine that I was fucked by one or more big-cocked black men. Seeing those Tamil photos with their big, dark cocks really turned me on.I discussed all my research with Ed and had him sit with me to look at the Tamil cock pictures and video clips. He was turned on looking at them too, and said, ?Wow, Sarah, I had no idea that some Indian men have cocks that big. Those articles described many of them as being pretty horny too. We can start fantasizing about them if you want. Just be careful when we get to India though; my company already warned me that India?s enforcement of sexual harassment laws is largely non-existent, and a joke in most cases. It seems that a pretty, blonde, white woman like you will be a target for those horny fuckers.*quot;This is probably a good time for me to tell you about ourselves. Ed is a pretty average, good looking guy at six feet tall and weighing one hundred and eighty-five pounds. We both work out and are in good shape. I am five feet and six inches tall and weigh one hundred and thirty pounds on my small frame. Part of that weight is due to my big, firm, natural DD-cup breasts and a firm-but cushy, heart shaped ass. My hair is a cute, shoulder-length cut, natural strawberry-blonde and my eyes are bright green. To round out the package, I am considered to be very pretty, and resemble the actress Nicole Kidman. My skin is creamy, almost translucent alabaster with just a few freckles.We had one stop on our nineteen-hour flight to Chennai from San Francisco and arrived there on a Monday morning. The company limo picked us up and took us to our furnished condominium in the city. We made a few phone calls and then slept off the jet lag, waking up early on Tuesday. Ed and I took separate cabs to our new jobs. I attracted a lot of attention from the dozens of Tamil men that I encountered by the time I got to my new office. Many of them whistled and said things in the Tamil language that I obviously didn?t understand. Most of the Tamil population speaks English, with an Indian accent, so I know that what they were saying was probably off-color, Ankara escort bayan at best.I first met with Kadal, the Tamil director of my work group. He appeared to be in his early fifties and has dark skin. He looked me over closely since I was wearing a short skirt and tight blouse, instead of the traditional, conventional sari that many of the Indian women wear. He told me that I would be working with a client-service team with three Tamil men and a Tamil woman, and he took me to meet them.Our team leader, Deven, looked to be in his late-forties. He is about my height and has very dark skin. The other two men, Himal and Pavin,are a little shorter than Deven, with the same dark brown skin, and looked to be in their early-forties. I was finally introduced to the woman, Bushra. She looked to be forty years old and her skin is a little lighter than the others. She is very pretty, and even wearing her sari, I saw that she has very big breasts.The first day at work was spent indoctrinating me about the four clients that our team services, and the local rules and etiquette followed by employees at the firm. We were encouraged to eat lunch together every day in the company cafeteria. That would help foster team cooperation in completing our tasks. It didn?t take me very long to be able to understand their thick Tamil accents, and they made me feel welcome. The men were very outgoing and attentive to me, while Bushra sat quietly, and seemed to be subservient to the men.Even on the first day those men showed little restraint in approaching me. If they were at my desk answering a question or giving me directions of some kind, they stood close to me to look down my blouse, and periodically touched my back or shoulders to make a point. That would have been considered sexual harassment in the United States, but it's apparently accepted practice in Chennai.We had good group lunches in the cafeteria, and the men would sometimes talk Tamil. From their gestures and manner, I knew that they were making lewd comments about me, as Bushra sat silent. I also noticed that the men mixed little packets of herbs in with their food. On Friday of my first week, the men left our lunch break early and left Bushra and me at the table. She was usually so quiet, and I wanted to get to know her better.When the men left I said, ?This has been a good week for me, Bushra, and I appreciate all of your help. I don?t understand the Tamil language, but it sure seemed to me that the men were having fun at my expense. Would you please tell me about that? Also, what are those herbs that the men mix into their food??Bushra seemed much more relaxed with the men gone. She smiled and replied, ?Those are grown men who sometimes act like little boys around pretty women. They were making comments about your pretty face and white skin, as well as your big breasts. They think that you must have loose morals to dress the way you do. And those herbs are ancient remedies that are supposed to increase semen and sperm volume, as well as virility.?I responded, ?Thank you for being so honest with me. I did some research and read that some Indian men are strongly attracted to white women, but I didn?t really expect them to be so open about it. And at their ages, why do you think those herbs are so important to them??She laughed and said, ?Their virility is very important to them. They see themselves as manly breeders ready to pounce on any receptive woman, and they openly brag about their big cocks. You need to be careful around them, Sarah. They would like nothing better than to give a pretty, white woman like you a brown, Tamil baby.?I asked, ?Why would they think that I would even be receptive to them??Bushra laughed again and said, ?No offense, but many Tamil men consider white women to be easy targets for them. They see the revealing way you dress as almost an invitation for their advances. They have even approached me many times for sex, but I am very happy with my husband and turned them down. You coming onto the scene has taken some of that pressure off of me.?After a long, hard first week for both of us, Ed and I were finally able to relax and talk on the weekend. He told me about his new job and how much he likes his new boss. I told him all about my experiences with my work team, and my conversation with Bushra. Ed listened intently and then said, ?Based on the laws here, I don?t think you?ll be able to do much about those men. I?m just being realistic about it. And from what we read, we shouldn?t be surprised. I know that you?ll find a way to handle it. In the meantime, those guys might give us some fantasy material.?I replied, ?Fantasy is one thing, but what if those men get even more Escort Ankara aggressive with me. Where do you think I should draw the line? After seeing those cock pictures online, and then hearing Bushra say they are always bragging about having big cocks, I might be tempted to at least get a look at them, given the opportunity. And in case things get out of hand, you know I?m not on any birth control. The rhythm method has worked well for us for eighteen years, but we?ve been lucky. It?s not one hundred percent effective.?Ed responded, ?Whoa there, honey, I think you might be getting the cart before the horse. So far, they really haven?t done anything that bad. We both enjoyed looking at those Tamil cock pictures, and maybe it would be fun for you to at least get at look at them, if you can do it safely.?I was a little pissed off but at the same time turned on by Ed?s suggestive comments. I wanted to clarify his feelings about it and asked, ?What are you saying, Ed? Would you really be comfortable having me become that intimate with those men? That seems to be taking our fantasies a little far.?Ed laughed and said, ?I?m just saying that you have my blessing to explore your fantasies a little, if the opportunity presents itself.?I wasn?t sure what caused Ed?s more open attitude, but I intended to enjoy it. I continued wearing my short skirts and tight, revealing blouses, and even began going without a bra. The longer I knew the men on my team, the more they touched me. Then one night I was working late, alone with Deven, putting some reports together for one of our clients. It was hot that night since the air conditioning is turned off after 6:00 pm. I was standing at the work table binding some of the materials, when he made his move on me.He walked up behind me and pressed himself against me. Since we are the same height, I felt what had to be his cock lump pressed into the crack of my ass. I just stood there frozen for a moment trying to decide how to react to my boss. He must have taken that as my approval, because then he reached around my sides, cupping and weighing both of my breasts in his hands.I was just getting ready to turn around to say something when he nuzzled and kissed my neck before saying, ?Sarah, you are so beautiful and have been teasing us with your fantastic body. I just had to feel your big tits and let you feel my big cock against your ass. White ladies love big, brown Tamil cocks.?I liked what he was doing but felt like I should at least show some token resistance. I struggled against his grip on my breasts and said, ?I read that Indian men can be pretty horny, but you shouldn?t be doing this. Aren?t you afraid that I will report you to Kadal??He laughed and said, ?This isn?t America, and Kadal would like to feel your body himself. I will stop if you tell me to, but dressing the way you do makes me think that I am not upsetting you so much.?That was the perfect opportunity for me to see his big, brown cock in the flesh. So, I thought I would tease and challenge him a little. I turned around facing him and said, ?I?ve heard that some Tamil men have big cocks, but I?m not sure it?s true. I?ll show you my tits if you show me your cock.?From the look on Deven?s face, I knew that I had just made him the happiest man in the world. We were still standing close and facing one another as I unbuttoned my blouse. My huge breasts swung into view and he immediately leaned down to suck my right nipple and areola into his mouth. As he sucked me I reached to unbuckle his belt and unfasten the button on his pants. Many of the urban Indian men wear normal, American-style pants and shirts instead of the veshti wrap-around cloths that most of the rural men wear.I briefly rubbed his cock lump as I unzipped and dropped his pants to the floor. He was wearing normal tight, white underwear instead of the traditional langota cloth wrap. I pushed his underwear down and gripped his thick, damp shaft, which I could just barely fit my hand around. His cock felt like it must be about eight inches long and I loved the wetness of his cock head and shaft as the foreskin slid back and forth. I had only been stroking him for a few minutes when I learned a little about how assertive Indian men can be with women.He pulled his mouth from my nipple and started pushing me to my knees as he said, ?Get down there and suck my cock, you fucking white, American slut. Our Tamil women aren?t as easy as you.?It was surprisingly arousing having my boss demean me that way, and I quickly got on my knees. His cock is a very dark brown, almost black, and he has huge, egg-sized balls hanging between his legs. The odor of his sweaty crotch was musky and strong and turned me on even more. I held his shaft in one hand as I held and fondled his massive balls with the other, before taking the pink, precum-oozing head of his cock and brown foreskin into my mouth. I opened as wide as I could to take the first five inches of his cock into my mouth as I sucked his brown meat and swirled my tongue around the head.