23-05-2020, 07:39 PM
When Laila and got there, I saw Sahana had her arms around his neck, and his hands were around her lower back. There was some gap between them. They looked at Laila and me and gave us a nod, acknowledging our presence and continued dancing and so did we. I tried to keep my distance with Laila, but she smelled fantastic and soon her chest was crushing into mine as we danced. I glanced at them and their gap too had disappeared and now Mark was rubbing, what looked like his erection against her leg, while she swayed. In our end, Laila had slid her hand on my butt and held it there. Sahana who looked at my direction noticed that and soon she took her hands from around Mark’s neck and put them on Mark’s ass, to his pleasant surprise. This emboldened Mark and he slid his hands from Sahana’s back to her ass cheeks and started fondling them over the dress, making her dress ride up to just below her ass cheeks. Laila had noticed that development and she took my hand and put it on the slit of her dress on the thighs and I automatically went inside on her bare skin rubbing her bottom ass cheeks. I realized that this had turned into a competition and I might have helped escalate it further.
The double ass play for both of the duos went on for a bit, and soon Mark sliding up and down her thighs, had made Sahana’s dress ride up more and the bottom of her ass cheeks was visible which Mark was now happily fondling. She getting her butt’s bare skin rubbed was a new occurrence. As I went back to caressing Laila’s smooth behind, I noticed that the song had changed and a faster number had come up and Sahana and Mark had changed their dancing style and they started to grind into each other with the rhythm. Laila started doing the same with me and I tried keeping up, as my focus was on wife three feet away. Mark said something in Sahana’s ears and she threw her head back, laughing and turned around and put her ass to his crotch, grinding, as he held her waist. Laila and I stared on at Sahana’s performance, both of us stopping our dancing. Sahana then did the unthinkable, one of the sexiest things I have seen and never knew where she learned these moves. She, while her waist was being held, bent forward and started grinding her ass into his crotch.
The dance was so erotic and so animalistic, that if Laila had touched me then, I might have cummed. That dance went on for about fifteen seconds or more, but seemed like forever, where Mark had one hand on her waist holding Sahana in place, with his other on her back, keeping her in that position as she ‘twerked’ her now partially uncovered ass. Then she straightened as Mark gave a light slap on her right ass. If Sahana reacted badly to that ass slap, I would have gone in and plummeted Mark, but to my relief Sahana looked unfazed, as she straightened her dress, gave Mark a kiss on the cheek, and said something to his ear. She then came to me giving Laila a peck, to my surprise on the mouth, and then led me back to our table. It was time for us to leave as she had enough of dancing. I was also relieved that it ended where it ended, as I was not ready to have Sahana take it further, and for example, having her tits mauled was not something I was prepared to see.
In the taxi ride back, we had sat the same way we did when we went out, with us men sitting and our respective partners on our laps, facing inwards, with the girls’ bare knees touching. This time Laila and Mark were much more open with their petting than last time, with his right hand inside her legs, spread wide. If she spread her legs any inch further, then glimpses of her pussy would show. I looked for the same access inside Sahana, as she reluctantly gave it to me; to not to be seen as indecent, she did not spread her legs much. I found her thong panties to be wet as I prodded my fingers over her pussy. ‘Stop it,’ she whispered to me in Bengali, ‘what will they think?’
‘Nothing,’ I replied, ‘they are doing more than we are, so relax.’ I was glad the conversation was in Bengali, we could talk more freely. ‘Anyways, what had gotten into you in the dance floor, you gave him quite an access?’
‘I know, dancing was just so much fun that I just went with the flow. One thing led to another… and you were doing the same,’ she replied, accusing me.
‘Oho! I am not accusing you of anything,’ I retorted, my hand still grazing over her thong.
‘Are you angry that I let him touch me and let those Australian boys dance with me?’ she asked, in a teasing tone, and then I realized she could feel my hard-on underneath her. ‘Your cock tells me you enjoyed it,’ she said with mischief in her eyes. As she said that, I pulled her thong aside and put my finger into her pussy and she gave out a suppressed groan that drew the attention of our friends beside us. Mark and Laila broke their kissing and looked at us.
‘Atta girl,’ Mark cheered, patting Sahana on her bare knee.
The double ass play for both of the duos went on for a bit, and soon Mark sliding up and down her thighs, had made Sahana’s dress ride up more and the bottom of her ass cheeks was visible which Mark was now happily fondling. She getting her butt’s bare skin rubbed was a new occurrence. As I went back to caressing Laila’s smooth behind, I noticed that the song had changed and a faster number had come up and Sahana and Mark had changed their dancing style and they started to grind into each other with the rhythm. Laila started doing the same with me and I tried keeping up, as my focus was on wife three feet away. Mark said something in Sahana’s ears and she threw her head back, laughing and turned around and put her ass to his crotch, grinding, as he held her waist. Laila and I stared on at Sahana’s performance, both of us stopping our dancing. Sahana then did the unthinkable, one of the sexiest things I have seen and never knew where she learned these moves. She, while her waist was being held, bent forward and started grinding her ass into his crotch.
The dance was so erotic and so animalistic, that if Laila had touched me then, I might have cummed. That dance went on for about fifteen seconds or more, but seemed like forever, where Mark had one hand on her waist holding Sahana in place, with his other on her back, keeping her in that position as she ‘twerked’ her now partially uncovered ass. Then she straightened as Mark gave a light slap on her right ass. If Sahana reacted badly to that ass slap, I would have gone in and plummeted Mark, but to my relief Sahana looked unfazed, as she straightened her dress, gave Mark a kiss on the cheek, and said something to his ear. She then came to me giving Laila a peck, to my surprise on the mouth, and then led me back to our table. It was time for us to leave as she had enough of dancing. I was also relieved that it ended where it ended, as I was not ready to have Sahana take it further, and for example, having her tits mauled was not something I was prepared to see.
In the taxi ride back, we had sat the same way we did when we went out, with us men sitting and our respective partners on our laps, facing inwards, with the girls’ bare knees touching. This time Laila and Mark were much more open with their petting than last time, with his right hand inside her legs, spread wide. If she spread her legs any inch further, then glimpses of her pussy would show. I looked for the same access inside Sahana, as she reluctantly gave it to me; to not to be seen as indecent, she did not spread her legs much. I found her thong panties to be wet as I prodded my fingers over her pussy. ‘Stop it,’ she whispered to me in Bengali, ‘what will they think?’
‘Nothing,’ I replied, ‘they are doing more than we are, so relax.’ I was glad the conversation was in Bengali, we could talk more freely. ‘Anyways, what had gotten into you in the dance floor, you gave him quite an access?’
‘I know, dancing was just so much fun that I just went with the flow. One thing led to another… and you were doing the same,’ she replied, accusing me.
‘Oho! I am not accusing you of anything,’ I retorted, my hand still grazing over her thong.
‘Are you angry that I let him touch me and let those Australian boys dance with me?’ she asked, in a teasing tone, and then I realized she could feel my hard-on underneath her. ‘Your cock tells me you enjoyed it,’ she said with mischief in her eyes. As she said that, I pulled her thong aside and put my finger into her pussy and she gave out a suppressed groan that drew the attention of our friends beside us. Mark and Laila broke their kissing and looked at us.
‘Atta girl,’ Mark cheered, patting Sahana on her bare knee.
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