Chapter 40: party turned into something really messy filled with moans and grunts
He didn't wait for an answer. His fingers found the knot of her saree at her shoulder. With a deft flick, he loosened it. The long, red fabric slithered down her arm and pooled on the floor behind her, leaving her in just the embroidered blouse and the voluminous skirt of her Lehenga.
The air felt cool on her newly exposed skin. Before the silence could stretch, Ali was there, his smile warmer but his intent just as clear. He pulled her into an embrace that was almost tender. He nuzzled her neck, his beard softly scratching her sensitive skin.
"You are quite beautiful…" he whispered, his hands roaming her back, tracing her spine. He found the long row of tiny hooks that fastened her blouse. One by one, with painstaking slowness, he began to undo them.
The back of the blouse fell open. Ali's warm palms smoothed over her bare skin, his thumbs pressing into the muscles along her shoulders. Kamini shuddered, a full-body tremor of anticipation.
The front of the blouse now unsupported, gaped open, offering the men a tantalizing view of the sides and deep cleavage of her large, heavy melons. Kam was the last to approach as the music swelled.
He didn't speak. He simply took her hands and placed them on his shoulders. Then his hands went to the drawstring of her Lehenga skirt at her waist. A single and a firm tug, the skirt, heavy with embroidery, loosened and slid down her legs, rustling as it collapsed around her ankles.
She stood in the center of the room, bathed in the low light, wearing only her jewelry and her now open blouse. Her nakedness was almost complete. Her melons were fully exposed, the large, dark pink patch around her cherries pebbled tight from the cool air and intense scrutiny.
The thatch of dark hair at the junction of her thighs was on full display. Kam's eyes drank her in. He reached out, not for her melon, but to gently push the open blouse from her shoulders. It joined the growing pile of clothing on the floor.
"Perfect," he breathed. For a moment, they all just looked at her, Jacob's hungry analysis, Ali's appreciative warmth, Kam's cool desire and Kondesh's overwhelming possessive gaze. Kamini's skin burned under their attention.
Her earlier shy pretense was gone, burned away by a raw, desperate need. Her chest rose and fell rapidly. Kondesh moved first. He sat on the large low sofa and beckoned her. "Come here." She walked to him as her movement fluid like motion, no longer hesitant.
He guided her to straddle his lap, facing him. His strong hands gripped her hips, holding her in place as he leaned forward and took one of her cherries into his mouth. "Oh god..." The sensation was electric, a jolt of pure pleasure that arced straight to her core.
His tongue was rough and hot, licking and sucking at the stiff peak while his hand kneaded the other melon, his fingers squeezing the soft, generous flesh. Kamini's head fell back, a real, throaty moan tearing from her lips.
Yes… She could feel the colossal thickness of his meat rod beneath her, still confined in his trousers, a promise of what was to come. She ground down against it, seeking friction and a new touch.
Jacob was behind her. His clever fingers parted her hair and traced the shell of her ear before his mouth found the sensitive spot on her neck. He bit down gently and then soothed it with his tongue.
His hands slid around her waist, cupping her melons from behind, his fingers pinching and rolling her cherries in time with Kondesh's mouth. Kamini was panting now, lost in the dual assault.
The sensations were overwhelming, cascading over her. Ali knelt before the sofa. He ran his hands up her spread thighs, his thumbs tracing the delicate inner skin. He looked up at her, his kind eyes now dark with lust. "So damp for us already…"
He observed and spoke his voice husky. He leaned in and buried his face between her legs. The first flat stroke of his tongue up her soaking slit made her cry out. Aaaah…! Heavens! Her hips jerked forward against Kondesh's mouth, then back against Ali's.
Ali's tongue was expert, tracing every fold, circling her throbbing clit before plunging deep inside her. The damp, filthy sound of his mouth working her filled the room. Slurp... Glick... Shlurp... Kondesh released her melon with a damp pop.
"Get her ready," he commanded and his voice thick. Jacob understood. He moved from behind her, produced a small bottle and slicked his fingers. While Ali's tongue continued its relentless assault on her front, Jacob's slick fingers found her from behind.
One finger, then a second, pressed against her tight rear entrance. Kamini gasped, her body tensing for a second. Jacob's other hand smoothed over her hip. "Relax…" he whispered against her shoulder blade.
He pushed slowly, the stretch burning exquisitely as his finger slid deep into her ass. Ali's tongue on her clit and Jacob's finger working inside her back channel sent her reeling. Her moans became continuous, a high pitched litany of sounds from her mouth.
Yes…yes…yes…oh…please….
Kondesh unfastened his trousers, freeing his erection. It was as immense as promised, thick and veined, jutting up from a thatch of dark hair. He gripped the base, stroking himself slowly as he watched her being pleasured. "Now…" he growled.
Ali and Jacob moved back. Kondesh lifted her effortlessly by her hips and lowered her onto his waiting meat rod. The intrusion was immense, a devastating, glorious stretch that stole the air from her lungs.
She couldn't even moan. Her mouth was open in a silent scream as he filled her completely, the thick length of him pressing against every sensitive spot inside her. Unnhh… The sound was a strained, guttural release of air as her body struggled to accommodate him.
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