That night, Ayush filled her womb for the first time. He kissed Shrishti and told her the same, which brought her to her senses. Shrishti felt his cum deep inside her pussy, triggering her orgasm simultaneously, and fell on his chest. They started panting, hugging each other.
His dick, semi-hard inside Shristi’s pussy twitched now and then. The roleplay involving Deepti has triggered their senses. Ayush was still unsure if he could talk about Deepti anymore, but Shristi did. She asked Ayush if he really wanted to fuck Deepti.
Ayush was careful enough to deflect the direct question. He asked her why she was feeling jealous, to which Shristi started ranting about how perk Deepti’s boobs were, how great her ass looked and all. This rushed blood back to Ayush’s limping cock. He started getting hard again inside Shristi’s pussy.
Though Shristi envied Deepti, she was getting turned on herself, talking about her and feeling the newfound hardness inside her pussy. She kept gyrating her heavy hips on Ayush’s cock and ranting about Deepti. They were both horny again. The fucked one more round.
This time, Shristi asked Ayush to call her Deepti. This added fuel to their passion. They have now involved a girl next door in their passionate lovemaking. They both came together again and dozed off to slumber.
A lot of things were going on their mind when they woke up the next morning. Shrishti was quick to warn Ayush not to get involved with Deepti. She was just a roleplay character for the previous night. However, Ayush’s mind kept drifting back to old memories and admiring Deepti’s body.
Days passed, and the weekend was here. It was a Saturday night, so all 5 met at sundown on the terrace. To bond better, the girls in the group announced they want to hang out for a terrace party tonight. All five agreed. Shirley was left out as she was out of town.
Everyone settled down around 7 pm. The couple from the other unit wore modest clothing. Deepti was wearing a tank top and cotton shorts. Ayush was in his trunks and a T-shirt. Shrishti was in her pyjamas. The evening settled on the terrace.
They hung out with everyone, sharing laughs on jokes, intermittent drinks and flirting here and there. Ayush, on the other hand, was trying to catch a glimpse of Deepti now and then. Mostly fixated on her boobs and protruding nipples, which were hard due to the cold breeze.
No matter how hard he tried not to get a hard-on. Every time Deepti bends to grab a snack or the drinks, her cleavage and the hanging boobs would send a tremor down his manhood. He could feel his hardness in his shorts, looking at her attractive stature, especially when Deepti’s ass is towards him.
That massive ass inside Deepti’s shorts pushes him to the edge, leaking droplets of precum. Deepti, on the other side, was having a gala time with others. However, she couldn’t help but notice how Ayush was looking at her. She had caught him stealing glances at her tits many times since the evening.
But instead of being angry, she was liking the attention she was getting from him. She would intentionally bend down on occasion to give him some eye treats. Sometimes for 2 or 3 seconds more than usual, for her unclad tits to shake a bit, raising his temperature.
She was getting wet herself, knowing she was being lusted upon. She could see Ayush’s bulge in his shorts, which would send thrills down her love hole. It was almost 10:30 pm on Saturday. The night was still young when their booze got over.
Playing by her instincts, she suggested getting some more booze, given it’s a holiday the next day. She got up from her chair and pulled Ayush from his seat, suggesting that they get booze.
“Right”, the investment banker hubby supported the idea too. In a matter of seconds, all agreed. Deepti was quick enough to grab the scooter keys and two helmets from her room, dragging Ayush to go with her to get the booze. Ayush, on the sideline, was happy to go for a ride with her newfound crush.
They got out of the building, and Ayush took the keys from Deepti to ride the bike. Deepti happily agreed and hopped behind Ayush, holding his shoulder. As she was sitting down on the seat, she intentionally rubbed her boobs on his shoulder. She wasn’t wearing a bra that evening.
Ayush felt it too, smiling at his luck, he started riding. Deepti was sitting close to Ayush, but to tease him more, she ensured her boobs were not rubbing on his back. Ayush, sensing his opportunity, had started riding at different speeds. So when he applied the brakes, her boobs would hit his back hard.
This went on a few times in a 7-minute ride. Deepti was certain the sexual tension between them was building quite fast. Being deprived of the actual sex for months, she was aroused getting her boobs squeezed on his back so many times.
She was sure she needed sex. Maybe today, she would get Ayush to quench her thirst and her sexual desires. She was ready for all possibilities. Nobody was talking, but just enjoying each other’s touches when it was happening. They reached the shop.
Ayush went in and quickly brought some beers and a bottle of whiskey. However, the whiskey was not on the Wishlist. While riding back, Deepti took the initiative, being horny all this time. She sat close to Ayush, making sure her boobs were fully squeezed on his back.
She wrapped her hand around his waist just above his crotch. Ayush was having a good time that evening. Fully hard inside his shorts, creating a bulge which Deepti noticed and felt too. She whispered in his ear, “Are you hard because of me or my tits?”
Ayush was dumbstruck; he didn’t have an answer to that question. He was already on cloud nine, feeling her nipples poke his back and the soft, perky boobs rubbing on him. Ayush answered, “Yes, it is because of you and how you are using them right now,” and both smiled.
Those 9 mins were the best so far as Ayush slowed down to feel it for some more time till they reached. They got off the bike in the parking. Sensing the sexual tension and the alcohol that was running in their blood, they moved inside the elevator holding each other’s hands like newfound lovers.
Once inside the elevator, they kept looking at each other, passing a faint smile. Ayush, however, had something else in his mind. He was oozing with sexual hormones. He pressed the lift buttons two floors before they reached the penthouse.
He pulled Deepti along with her to walk up the stairs. Luckily, the stairs didn’t have a CCTV. Right before the penthouse, he pushed Deepti to the wall, carefully placing the alcohol bag on the floor.
They kept looking at each other, eye to eye, for 5/10 seconds before engaging in a lustful kiss. Both of them, horny as hell, leaking in their pants, continued to eat each other’s lips as if they had been hungry for ages.
Ayush held her by the waist and devoured those lips while Deepti kept playing with her hair. Ayush lifted her top slightly to make way for his hand to feel her bare, soft skin, slowly moving it to cup her perky tits. Her nipples were hard as rock.
He kept working on both her boobs with his palm and pinching those nipples in between. Deepti was literally moaning inside his mouth. She lowered her right and managed to get inside his pants through his abs. Her hand was now freely caressing his rock-hard dick, drenched with his pre-cum.
Deepti looked straight into his eyes and started rubbing the foreskin. Ayush pulled his hand out from her top and entered her shorts. She was wearing laced pantyhose underneath. As his hand reached her crotch, he felt no pubes and started clutching her labia.
She was leaking a waterfall. They started kissing again, playing with their genitals for almost 2 minutes, when Ayush’s phone vibrated. They separated, sensing someone might peep. Looking into each other’s eyes, they settled themselves and moved to the penthouse.
Ayush pulled out his phone to read “Babe, could you get along a whiskey, please.” Ayush saw this as an opportunity to be with Deepti for some more time. He replied, “Almost here downstairs, but will get the whiskey for you, love- be back in 20.”
It was a clever move by Ayush. He showed the message to Deepti, whose eyes lit up in excitement. They knew they now had 20 minutes more with each other. They had the whiskey with them already. Deepti just climbed on Ayush and started eating him out.
Their kiss was much more passionate than before. Ayush grabbed her by her ass and started mauling them like dough. She pushed her tongue inside his mouth. Ayush put his hand inside her shorts to feel her bare skin again. They grew bolder and wilder.
Ayush started rubbing her asshole and pussy furiously. He managed to stick two fingers deep inside Deepti’s pussy, making her moan in his mouth. Both knew they had limited time. Ayush fingered her sticky, dripping pussy vigorously while rubbing his thumb on her butthole.
Deepti kept moaning and pulling his hair, increasing the ecstasy. This sent her to the edge, and she started getting her first orgasm. She wasn’t squirting, yet her juice dribbled down her pussy, wetting Ayush’s waist. She hugged Ayush for a minute, subsidising her orgasm, but it fired her up again.
She got down from his waist and pulled his shorts down. She rubbed her fist on his already hard dick, smearing his precum all over his foreskin. Ayush’s hand rested on her hair, trying to grip every strand. The pain and pleasure triggered Deepti to take his dick in her mouth, giving him a sloppy blowjob.
Her saliva drips from her mouth onto his dick. She tried her best to take his entire 8 inches down her throat a couple of times. This made her gag whenever his dick hit her throat. Ayush could feel his orgasm building in his balls. He raised Deepti’s face to avoid cumming so quickly.
He kissed Deepti’s sloppy mouth, pushing his tongue inside her mouth. He knew he had 10 more minutes to go. He pulled out Deepti’s top and shorts in a jiffy. Lust has overtaken, making both of them shameless and slutty. He turned her around, making her bend over the railing of the stairs.
He raised one of her legs, widening her ass. Her dripping pussy was right in front of his eyes. He spanked her ass red, showering a few slaps on her pussy lips as well. He made sure to cover her mouth so she wouldn’t scream, attracting attention.
He held his dick and slapped it on her asshole and pussy a couple of times before pushing his dick deep inside her in one go. His whole dick entered her pussy like a hot knife. She shrieked in her covered mouth. Ayush has turned into a sex beast.
He started going in and out like a lubricated piston in her pussy. He simultaneously started pinching her nipples to make her groan in pleasure. He continued to ravage her pussy with all might with hard and long shots. He made sure to pull both her nipples one after another, alternatively.
Her tits have turned all red from the treatment she was getting. Honestly, she was enjoying every bit of it. Ayush removed his hand from her tits and started spanking her ass again. Her tight bubble butt has become no less than a red cherry. He rubbed her clit while drilling her pussy from behind.
He pinched her clit harshly, making her go wild. He moved his hand back to the ass. He licked his own fingers, which were wet by Deepti’s cum. He licked them to taste, making him go crazy. He was nearing his orgasm and wanted to give Deepti her best orgasm ever.
While continuing to drill her in a standing doggy position, he pushed his wet fingers deep in her asshole and started rotating them. That was the limit. Deepti was already drooling over the stairs. Her saliva dribbled down from her mouth onto the stairs.
But this sudden act of passion enraged both of them to the edge. Ayush kept gushing his cum in her unprotected pussy. He was relishing the moment where he dumped his thick white cum he had in store all week long. He spurted 10-12 times of heavy liquid inside her womb and a few more spurts on her ass.
Deepti felt the warm liquid inside her pussy. She was never filled so much for very long. She spread her thighs, holding the railing, and started to squirt jets after jets of her own cum as she reached her orgasm. Her squirts were so intense that it seemed like a fountain, smearing both the walls and the railing.
Ayush, by then, had finished cumming and was on his knees to taste her cum. He was drenched by the overflowing liquid gushing out of Deepti’s pussy. They were drenched in sweat and in each other’s cum.
After the intense orgasm, both sat down on the same stairs, hugging each other for a bit, with their cum fluids all over their body. Luckily, their dresses were at a safe distance, not getting wet. It was almost time to return to the penthouse.
After two minutes, they kissed like lost lovers smeared in their love juices all over their bodies. They were smelling of sweat and cum. They gathered themselves and put on their clothes.
Deepti was certainly not able to walk. Her butthole and pussy were ravaged a few moments back, but she managed to pull off a tipsy walk as if she were drunk.
They entered the terrace but couldn’t see any of the three of them. They kissed each other again before knocking on the door. All three were inside. The wife has already changed into a top and shorts as well to be more comfortable.
Ayush and Deepti were relieved as none of them really questioned their whereabouts. There was a faint smell of cum and squirt. Deepti and Ayush were hoping others didn’t sense the same.
But was it coming from Deepti and Ayush? Or something else that had happened before they knocked on the door between the three that were left behind?
Only time will tell what actually brewed inside the room when these two were busy fucking wildly. Stay tuned, this was just the beginning.
The actual penthouse affairs just started to unfold.
Signing off for now, this is Sameer Saxena, IG author_sameersaxena, email [email protected]. Feel free to connect.
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