23-11-2018, 07:35 AM
They dropped off their jackets in the car itself and headed in to the club.
It was indeed a very upbeat place. The music was really good it was spacious and had a decent level of crowd.
The womens were similarly dressed and men were constantly ongling on them. One could say they all were recently married and having quality time themselves.
As soon as Kasturi entered a thousand eyes fell on her as well...they all just appreciate how beautiful she looked. Kasturi couldn't help just to lower her head and blush slightly. Soon Rathore follwed her and to mark his possession on her he reated his palm on her ass as she walked past the crowd. He had a winning grin on his face.
They hit the bar counter and had a few drinks before Kasturi took him to the dance floor...She placed his palm on her slender waist and started making sultry moved. Rathore wasn't even a fraction of dancer and he just liked the agility and smoothness Kasturi had. But he tried his best.
He gave up when Kasturi turned back and in her moves gave a feel of her luxury to his manhood...he knew if he didn't leave her out now, there was a fair chance of him end up fucking her right there in the crowd itself.
Kasturi couldn't help but to laugh at him, but seeing men approaching her she followed Rathore, who was heading upstrairs to a more reserved kind of place it was far less crowded and people were having a good time themselves.
Rathore sank in on a couch at the farther end of the floor. It was slightly darker and perfect for having a drink in solitude.
There were a few more people in that cabin as well but with time they all departed except one.
Kasturi had a few drinks and she was all light headed...thanks to Kamya she was exposed to drinking a bit otherwise she had passed out by now. Rathore himself had a few drink and he was also on ecstacy.
Kasturi was sitting besides Rathore and her head rested on his shoulders. Rathore's left hand held a glass and his right hand was on her thighs.
There were only three of them in there...the cabin adjacent to them was all empty so they were all in privacy.
The man had his eyes fixed on Kasturi...he couldn't take eyes off her. Rathore senses it too...he toasted his glass up but making his hold tighter on her thighs to give a notice to him.
The man nodded and sipped in from his glass as well.
But Rathore didn't stopped in there, he started kissing her all over in front of him and Kasturi sensed it too. She herself was an exhibitionist and drunk state of her pushed the shackles further.
The stranger smiled at her and got up of his position. He came closer and sat besides them...on Rathore's side.
"Hi...I am Hassan." He extended his hands to him.
"Rathore and Mrs. Rathore." Rathore replied.
"Does Mrs. Rathore has a name ?" He enquired further.
"Kasturi it is." Rathore replied...before Kasturi could utter anything for herself.
"So what do you do Hassan ?" Rathore asked.
"Ohhh...Sir. I am in export business. Those were my colleagues business partners..." He replied.
"Good...Good...So why didn't you leave with them ?" Rathore asked.
"Frankly speaking Sir, I was about to but I beg your pardon but when I saw your wife...I couldn't." He replied bluntly.
"Hahaha. Isn't she sugary ?" Rathore replied.
Though she was drunk she couldn't believe the audacity of the man she had barely met...and Rathore as well was ill spoken about her...but she liked all the nasty talking about her and that made her hornier.
"Well... honesty speaking...how could I tell Sir...I haven't tasted her...only you have...But I am sure she is sugary as hell." He replied looking straight at Kasturi.
Kasturi hands were resting on Rathore's lap.
Seeing this all cool, Hassan played his next card.
"With your permissions Sir..." He said and took her plam in his hand lifted it all the way up to his lips kissing on the back of her palm and the finger tips in front. His eyes fixed on her face reading her expressions...she indeed liked it. He placed it back where it belonged.
"Now If you could excuse me...I have to hit the loo." Hassan said.
"Wait...I am coming too." Rathore follwed.
Kasturi was alone processing in what just happened and what was going to happen next... uncertain. Her breathing all up and her nipples rose erect as sex engulfed all of her sanity.
They returned and Hassan returned back to his original position across the glass table...his hands spread all over the back rest. His eyes still fixed at both of them. He looked at Rathore as if he were asking permission... Kasturi looked at his face...he looked back at her...he sensed approval in them and he passes on a green signal to the Predator.
With his left palm's index finger he asked Kasturi to come to him and like a trapped prey she obliged. She was about to sat besides him he gestured her to sit in his lap...she sat across perpendicular on him. Her ass in between his legs her back rested on his right thigh and her legs rested across his left thigh and all over the sofa besides him. His right hand was holding her in his embrace.
As he lowered his head to savour her lips he looked at Rathore for the final time...he raised his glass once again.
It was followed by a deep lustful french kiss...his strong hands taking her in all control. He had tossed her up in his lap and his left palm had already grabbed her plush round right butt cheek inside the little dress she was wearing.
He looked at him with the corner of his eyes... Rathore had his head rested on the couch back his eyes were all closed.
It was a free road ahead and she was indeed very sugary.
Kasturi too had her eyes closed and she liked the feel she was getting there was indeed something magical about being horny and drunk at the same time.
Hassan's hand were deft and he new the pleasure points and with Kasturi rosy luscious pussy it didn't took him much to find her sweet clitoris and rest his fingers were doing above her panties.
Her dress only had two loose strips on her shoulder to hang it on her body and the right one had already slipped down giving an ample view of how great and deliciously voluptuous her bosom was. The fact that she wasn't wearing a bra underneath it made the way ahead much easire for him.
He had his lips shifted from her lips to her shoulder...but she didn't mind that as she liked every bit of what he was doing. He slid the strip slowly exposing her inch by inch...her dress gripped slightly on her bullet nipples but how long it could hold ? Her right nipple spurt out erect red in all glory as the dress slipped further making her right mango all visible and volatile to sucked sqeezed plucked and do all sorts of thing men pleased to do. And he didn't spare that innocent breast of her. Kasturi couldn't help but to feel the pleasure shocks she was getting her eyes fixed on her nipples as well.
A few moments later he placed her on the couch and lowered even the another strip covering half her lovely pair.
Left one wasn't spared as well spreading out his mouth all over her melons. He had her fingers intertwined with himself there was slightly a movement she could do even if she wanted to.
Hassan returned back to her lips to give her back how well her juices tasted.
The part they were in was shady but wasn't particularly closed one so there was a full chance of someone seeing them naked... Hassan knew that, he didn't wanted this to stop. He placed her strips back on but moved toward more sweeter part of her body. He pushed the dress all up and placed himself in between her perfectly shaped legs. He marvelled at her Beauty but he knew he couldn't give the attention to them what they deserved. He pushed her dress all the way up above her navel...making her panties all visible. Her womanhood looked really delicious as her panties showed more and covered less. He tucked in his fingers and tried lowering them... Kasturi knew what he was demanding and she made sure it was pulled all the way out of her legs.
Hassan could not believe what he was seeing...he had been with very beautiful women but none had the cunt Kasturi had. It was all hairless... delicate soft and really meaty.
He went crazy of the puffness it had...her lips all sealed and on top of it a little nozzle of her womanhood...just two fingers to separate them and there she was ready to be pleased and played with. Hassan's tongue involuntarily came out to flick her and to taste the juices she was about to dispense. Feeling his deft tongue in all action... Kasturi was in all heaven she cared for nothing...not even the fact that she was all drunk and a naked on a couch in a distant club at an unknown place. Her eyes were closed her lips parted as she let out her first moan.
It was indeed a very upbeat place. The music was really good it was spacious and had a decent level of crowd.
The womens were similarly dressed and men were constantly ongling on them. One could say they all were recently married and having quality time themselves.
As soon as Kasturi entered a thousand eyes fell on her as well...they all just appreciate how beautiful she looked. Kasturi couldn't help just to lower her head and blush slightly. Soon Rathore follwed her and to mark his possession on her he reated his palm on her ass as she walked past the crowd. He had a winning grin on his face.
They hit the bar counter and had a few drinks before Kasturi took him to the dance floor...She placed his palm on her slender waist and started making sultry moved. Rathore wasn't even a fraction of dancer and he just liked the agility and smoothness Kasturi had. But he tried his best.
He gave up when Kasturi turned back and in her moves gave a feel of her luxury to his manhood...he knew if he didn't leave her out now, there was a fair chance of him end up fucking her right there in the crowd itself.
Kasturi couldn't help but to laugh at him, but seeing men approaching her she followed Rathore, who was heading upstrairs to a more reserved kind of place it was far less crowded and people were having a good time themselves.
Rathore sank in on a couch at the farther end of the floor. It was slightly darker and perfect for having a drink in solitude.
There were a few more people in that cabin as well but with time they all departed except one.
Kasturi had a few drinks and she was all light headed...thanks to Kamya she was exposed to drinking a bit otherwise she had passed out by now. Rathore himself had a few drink and he was also on ecstacy.
Kasturi was sitting besides Rathore and her head rested on his shoulders. Rathore's left hand held a glass and his right hand was on her thighs.
There were only three of them in there...the cabin adjacent to them was all empty so they were all in privacy.
The man had his eyes fixed on Kasturi...he couldn't take eyes off her. Rathore senses it too...he toasted his glass up but making his hold tighter on her thighs to give a notice to him.
The man nodded and sipped in from his glass as well.
But Rathore didn't stopped in there, he started kissing her all over in front of him and Kasturi sensed it too. She herself was an exhibitionist and drunk state of her pushed the shackles further.
The stranger smiled at her and got up of his position. He came closer and sat besides them...on Rathore's side.
"Hi...I am Hassan." He extended his hands to him.
"Rathore and Mrs. Rathore." Rathore replied.
"Does Mrs. Rathore has a name ?" He enquired further.
"Kasturi it is." Rathore replied...before Kasturi could utter anything for herself.
"So what do you do Hassan ?" Rathore asked.
"Ohhh...Sir. I am in export business. Those were my colleagues business partners..." He replied.
"Good...Good...So why didn't you leave with them ?" Rathore asked.
"Frankly speaking Sir, I was about to but I beg your pardon but when I saw your wife...I couldn't." He replied bluntly.
"Hahaha. Isn't she sugary ?" Rathore replied.
Though she was drunk she couldn't believe the audacity of the man she had barely met...and Rathore as well was ill spoken about her...but she liked all the nasty talking about her and that made her hornier.
"Well... honesty speaking...how could I tell Sir...I haven't tasted her...only you have...But I am sure she is sugary as hell." He replied looking straight at Kasturi.
Kasturi hands were resting on Rathore's lap.
Seeing this all cool, Hassan played his next card.
"With your permissions Sir..." He said and took her plam in his hand lifted it all the way up to his lips kissing on the back of her palm and the finger tips in front. His eyes fixed on her face reading her expressions...she indeed liked it. He placed it back where it belonged.
"Now If you could excuse me...I have to hit the loo." Hassan said.
"Wait...I am coming too." Rathore follwed.
Kasturi was alone processing in what just happened and what was going to happen next... uncertain. Her breathing all up and her nipples rose erect as sex engulfed all of her sanity.
They returned and Hassan returned back to his original position across the glass table...his hands spread all over the back rest. His eyes still fixed at both of them. He looked at Rathore as if he were asking permission... Kasturi looked at his face...he looked back at her...he sensed approval in them and he passes on a green signal to the Predator.
With his left palm's index finger he asked Kasturi to come to him and like a trapped prey she obliged. She was about to sat besides him he gestured her to sit in his lap...she sat across perpendicular on him. Her ass in between his legs her back rested on his right thigh and her legs rested across his left thigh and all over the sofa besides him. His right hand was holding her in his embrace.
As he lowered his head to savour her lips he looked at Rathore for the final time...he raised his glass once again.
It was followed by a deep lustful french kiss...his strong hands taking her in all control. He had tossed her up in his lap and his left palm had already grabbed her plush round right butt cheek inside the little dress she was wearing.
He looked at him with the corner of his eyes... Rathore had his head rested on the couch back his eyes were all closed.
It was a free road ahead and she was indeed very sugary.
Kasturi too had her eyes closed and she liked the feel she was getting there was indeed something magical about being horny and drunk at the same time.
Hassan's hand were deft and he new the pleasure points and with Kasturi rosy luscious pussy it didn't took him much to find her sweet clitoris and rest his fingers were doing above her panties.
Her dress only had two loose strips on her shoulder to hang it on her body and the right one had already slipped down giving an ample view of how great and deliciously voluptuous her bosom was. The fact that she wasn't wearing a bra underneath it made the way ahead much easire for him.
He had his lips shifted from her lips to her shoulder...but she didn't mind that as she liked every bit of what he was doing. He slid the strip slowly exposing her inch by inch...her dress gripped slightly on her bullet nipples but how long it could hold ? Her right nipple spurt out erect red in all glory as the dress slipped further making her right mango all visible and volatile to sucked sqeezed plucked and do all sorts of thing men pleased to do. And he didn't spare that innocent breast of her. Kasturi couldn't help but to feel the pleasure shocks she was getting her eyes fixed on her nipples as well.
A few moments later he placed her on the couch and lowered even the another strip covering half her lovely pair.
Left one wasn't spared as well spreading out his mouth all over her melons. He had her fingers intertwined with himself there was slightly a movement she could do even if she wanted to.
Hassan returned back to her lips to give her back how well her juices tasted.
The part they were in was shady but wasn't particularly closed one so there was a full chance of someone seeing them naked... Hassan knew that, he didn't wanted this to stop. He placed her strips back on but moved toward more sweeter part of her body. He pushed the dress all up and placed himself in between her perfectly shaped legs. He marvelled at her Beauty but he knew he couldn't give the attention to them what they deserved. He pushed her dress all the way up above her navel...making her panties all visible. Her womanhood looked really delicious as her panties showed more and covered less. He tucked in his fingers and tried lowering them... Kasturi knew what he was demanding and she made sure it was pulled all the way out of her legs.
Hassan could not believe what he was seeing...he had been with very beautiful women but none had the cunt Kasturi had. It was all hairless... delicate soft and really meaty.
He went crazy of the puffness it had...her lips all sealed and on top of it a little nozzle of her womanhood...just two fingers to separate them and there she was ready to be pleased and played with. Hassan's tongue involuntarily came out to flick her and to taste the juices she was about to dispense. Feeling his deft tongue in all action... Kasturi was in all heaven she cared for nothing...not even the fact that she was all drunk and a naked on a couch in a distant club at an unknown place. Her eyes were closed her lips parted as she let out her first moan.
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