12-07-2021, 08:41 PM
Preity slid into Vishal's arm maintaining a safe distance. A few seconds into the dance, Sameer's eyes met Preity's. Sameer continued to watch Preity dance with Vishal for a whole minute before he gave a slight nod of his head. Preity saw him nod and without having to say it, the nod seemed to suggest that she should get on with it.
Preity continued to match Sameer's gaze as she melted into Vishal's arms. Vishal didn't need any further encouragement and in this dark corner, his one hand slid under Preity's skirt and cupped her naked ass, pulling her into him. She could feel his hard-on grinding against her lace covered pussy as they moved in unison. Vishal maneuvered Preity further into the darkness as his other hands gently caressed the side of Preity's breasts that was easily accessible because of the shape of her skimpy top. Preity continued to look at Sameer as his arch nemesis's hands roamed her body. From where he was standing, he could see what was happening but hadn't moved to stop it. He gave Preity an approving smile that she returned. Vishal had been caressing and dry humping Preity for 5 minutes before he was confident that no one was paying them attention. He moved his lips to her neck and started sucking on her smooth skin. Preity at no point had removed her eyes from Sameer's.
As he sucked harder, Preity felt his hands grab more of her ass and move closer towards her pussy and for the first time in 5 minutes or so, she closed her eyes and disconnected from Sameer's gaze while continuing to allow this man whom she disliked so much, to continue to play with her body and mark it as his own while another man stared at them. Neither of whom could actually lay any claim on her body.
Preity was lost in the moment and felt the gentle pain that accompanies the start of a hickey before she heard Sameer's voice.
"Want to take a walk" Sameer suggested rather than asking. He took her arm as he gently pulled her away from Vishal. Both Vishal and Sameer exchanged a smile. Vishal smiled from the gloating that he felt for having conquered "Sameer's girl" while he mistook Sameer's smile as a sheepish response to his humiliation. Nothing could have been further from the truth because Sameer's himself was gloating. He had himself derived a perverse voyeuristic pleasure from watching Preity in Vishal's arm. He was also smug from knowing that Vishal might have unknowingly assisted him in achieving his goal.
Sameer continued to support Preity as they meandered down towards the Amphitheatre. As soon as they were out of sight of the dance floor, his fingers rubbed the skin over the faint bruise that had developed over Preity's neck. Preity felt the pleasure and the pain of her lewd public act. "Enjoy yourself?" he asked "Did you?" she replied. Sameer looked down towards his crotch which had clearly tented with his erection. "What do you think?" he said as her eyes followed his gaze to his crotch. They both burst out laughing.
She looked at his broad shoulders and his handsome face and thought about his 7 inch cock as they walked in the moonlight. Her thoughts also went back to her own fiancé -- Vikram who was miles away. She wondered why she was denying herself when there would be no consequences, no one would know, no one would find out, much less her fiancé who was thousands of miles away in another continent.
She was only 23 and having only ever felt one cock in her pussy, she wondered what another one would feel like. Why shouldn't she have the bachelorette life that all her friends were enjoying and possibly Vikram? How could she be certain that he had remained faithful? She realized that celibacy wasn't worth it, especially because it would never have any consequences.
She quickened her pace to get to the Amphitheatre, a popular make out point but probably not at 1 am. She couldn't wait to feel her lips against Sameer's now. To both their disappointments, when they got there, they noticed another couple sitting in the amphitheater and making out. They sat a respectable distance away from the other couple and also away from each other.
"Why did you let Vishal touch you?" He asked with lust heavy in his voice. "Why didn't you stop him?" She replied, matching his tone of voice. "Where did his hands get to?" "Where do you think?" she retorted playfully. "What if someone had seen you?" "I thought someone WAS watching?" "Did you enjoy it?" he asked again. This time Preity looked down to her chest and Sameer followed her gaze to notice her erect nipples poking through the satin material. They both burst into laughter again.
Even the only light was from the full moon, Sameer could even make out the papules around her breast pressing against the satin. "Your body looks amazing!" he said, clearly objectifying her. "Thank you" she said, beaming at his appreciation. Normally she didn't like being objectified, but right now, she wanted to feel nothing more than an object of his affection.
The other couple had just left and as soon as they disappeared over the edge, Sameer slid closer to her and had just invaded her personal space when they were interrupted by Sameer's best friend who looked at them with suspicion. They both wondered how much of their conversation had he actually heard. While most people came to the amphitheater to make out, Anuj knew that his best friend liked to sit there and smoke. He knew Sameer had a girlfriend back in Mumbai and he beckoned Sameer back to the party in a manner that left no doubt that he felt that the both of them being there alone meant that they were up to no good.
Sameer knew he would have to join the party with his mate if he wanted to avoid any further suspicion being cast on either of them. He ushered Anuj away saying that he would have to walk Preity back to her dorm slowly because of her heels and would join him as soon as he had dropped her off.
As they walked back Preity felt like she'd been kicked in her stomach. She had just experienced what it might have felt like, had they been caught red handed. She thought about the ensuing consequences that might have followed and she felt physically nauseous at the thought. She had felt an iota of the humiliation that she might have had to go through had she been caught sleeping with Sameer and this little bit of humiliation itself made her want to lock herself in her room and never show her face to Anuj. She was already worried that Anuj might spread rumors about her and she couldn't bear the thought of people actually gossiping about her, had she been caught sleeping with Sameer.
If she hadn't had the resolve to remain faithful before, she had certainly found it now. She had to walk with Sameer's help thanks to her inebriation and her tall stilettos but made sure his hands were in a respectable place. When they got back to the dance floor, Preity decided to hang around for a little while longer before she went back. It was around 2am that Preity retired to her room unusually early and unusually sober.
As she entered her room, she examined herself in he full length mirror and liked what she saw even at the end of a night of partying. She switched on her camera to take photos for her fiancé and was in the middle of recording a video message that she would email him later when she heard her door open. As she turned around she saw Sameer enter her room.
He turned around and bolted it. Normally Preity wouldn't have worried about his being missed at the party but tonight after what had happened with Anuj, she was extremely nervous. Besides, she didn't want him in her room because she could already feel her resolving melting.
She turned back around and faced away from him as if to ignore him and asked him to leave. He refused as he stepped forward towards her. He kissed her on the same spot that Vishal had left her bruised and marked. "HHHHMMMMMMMMM" Preity moaned in pleasure before she said "We can't do this". "We can't do what?" he asked as his hand encircled her waist and he continued to suck and nibble her neck from behind causing the same pleasure and pain she had felt on the dance floor with Vishal at the very same spot on her neck. Preity was moaning but hadn't given in yet. Sameer continued to suck on her neck to darken the hickey as if he was erasing the previous one only to re-mark her as his own. "If you liked what Vishal did, you'll love what I do to you. NO one will ever know, EVER." He whispered. It was as if Preity had been waiting to hear those last 6 words. Even if they might have been a complete lie; from his mouth that was giving her so much pleasure, those words seemed the gospel truth.
Preity said nothing as his hands now started to caress the bottom of her breast and the other stroked her thigh and ass, lifting up her skirt. Sameer pulled her back and she felt his hardness pressing against her ass. The feel of a rigid cock reminded her how badly she wanted, NO, needed one.
Preity continued to match Sameer's gaze as she melted into Vishal's arms. Vishal didn't need any further encouragement and in this dark corner, his one hand slid under Preity's skirt and cupped her naked ass, pulling her into him. She could feel his hard-on grinding against her lace covered pussy as they moved in unison. Vishal maneuvered Preity further into the darkness as his other hands gently caressed the side of Preity's breasts that was easily accessible because of the shape of her skimpy top. Preity continued to look at Sameer as his arch nemesis's hands roamed her body. From where he was standing, he could see what was happening but hadn't moved to stop it. He gave Preity an approving smile that she returned. Vishal had been caressing and dry humping Preity for 5 minutes before he was confident that no one was paying them attention. He moved his lips to her neck and started sucking on her smooth skin. Preity at no point had removed her eyes from Sameer's.
As he sucked harder, Preity felt his hands grab more of her ass and move closer towards her pussy and for the first time in 5 minutes or so, she closed her eyes and disconnected from Sameer's gaze while continuing to allow this man whom she disliked so much, to continue to play with her body and mark it as his own while another man stared at them. Neither of whom could actually lay any claim on her body.
Preity was lost in the moment and felt the gentle pain that accompanies the start of a hickey before she heard Sameer's voice.
"Want to take a walk" Sameer suggested rather than asking. He took her arm as he gently pulled her away from Vishal. Both Vishal and Sameer exchanged a smile. Vishal smiled from the gloating that he felt for having conquered "Sameer's girl" while he mistook Sameer's smile as a sheepish response to his humiliation. Nothing could have been further from the truth because Sameer's himself was gloating. He had himself derived a perverse voyeuristic pleasure from watching Preity in Vishal's arm. He was also smug from knowing that Vishal might have unknowingly assisted him in achieving his goal.
Sameer continued to support Preity as they meandered down towards the Amphitheatre. As soon as they were out of sight of the dance floor, his fingers rubbed the skin over the faint bruise that had developed over Preity's neck. Preity felt the pleasure and the pain of her lewd public act. "Enjoy yourself?" he asked "Did you?" she replied. Sameer looked down towards his crotch which had clearly tented with his erection. "What do you think?" he said as her eyes followed his gaze to his crotch. They both burst out laughing.
She looked at his broad shoulders and his handsome face and thought about his 7 inch cock as they walked in the moonlight. Her thoughts also went back to her own fiancé -- Vikram who was miles away. She wondered why she was denying herself when there would be no consequences, no one would know, no one would find out, much less her fiancé who was thousands of miles away in another continent.
She was only 23 and having only ever felt one cock in her pussy, she wondered what another one would feel like. Why shouldn't she have the bachelorette life that all her friends were enjoying and possibly Vikram? How could she be certain that he had remained faithful? She realized that celibacy wasn't worth it, especially because it would never have any consequences.
She quickened her pace to get to the Amphitheatre, a popular make out point but probably not at 1 am. She couldn't wait to feel her lips against Sameer's now. To both their disappointments, when they got there, they noticed another couple sitting in the amphitheater and making out. They sat a respectable distance away from the other couple and also away from each other.
"Why did you let Vishal touch you?" He asked with lust heavy in his voice. "Why didn't you stop him?" She replied, matching his tone of voice. "Where did his hands get to?" "Where do you think?" she retorted playfully. "What if someone had seen you?" "I thought someone WAS watching?" "Did you enjoy it?" he asked again. This time Preity looked down to her chest and Sameer followed her gaze to notice her erect nipples poking through the satin material. They both burst into laughter again.
Even the only light was from the full moon, Sameer could even make out the papules around her breast pressing against the satin. "Your body looks amazing!" he said, clearly objectifying her. "Thank you" she said, beaming at his appreciation. Normally she didn't like being objectified, but right now, she wanted to feel nothing more than an object of his affection.
The other couple had just left and as soon as they disappeared over the edge, Sameer slid closer to her and had just invaded her personal space when they were interrupted by Sameer's best friend who looked at them with suspicion. They both wondered how much of their conversation had he actually heard. While most people came to the amphitheater to make out, Anuj knew that his best friend liked to sit there and smoke. He knew Sameer had a girlfriend back in Mumbai and he beckoned Sameer back to the party in a manner that left no doubt that he felt that the both of them being there alone meant that they were up to no good.
Sameer knew he would have to join the party with his mate if he wanted to avoid any further suspicion being cast on either of them. He ushered Anuj away saying that he would have to walk Preity back to her dorm slowly because of her heels and would join him as soon as he had dropped her off.
As they walked back Preity felt like she'd been kicked in her stomach. She had just experienced what it might have felt like, had they been caught red handed. She thought about the ensuing consequences that might have followed and she felt physically nauseous at the thought. She had felt an iota of the humiliation that she might have had to go through had she been caught sleeping with Sameer and this little bit of humiliation itself made her want to lock herself in her room and never show her face to Anuj. She was already worried that Anuj might spread rumors about her and she couldn't bear the thought of people actually gossiping about her, had she been caught sleeping with Sameer.
If she hadn't had the resolve to remain faithful before, she had certainly found it now. She had to walk with Sameer's help thanks to her inebriation and her tall stilettos but made sure his hands were in a respectable place. When they got back to the dance floor, Preity decided to hang around for a little while longer before she went back. It was around 2am that Preity retired to her room unusually early and unusually sober.
As she entered her room, she examined herself in he full length mirror and liked what she saw even at the end of a night of partying. She switched on her camera to take photos for her fiancé and was in the middle of recording a video message that she would email him later when she heard her door open. As she turned around she saw Sameer enter her room.
He turned around and bolted it. Normally Preity wouldn't have worried about his being missed at the party but tonight after what had happened with Anuj, she was extremely nervous. Besides, she didn't want him in her room because she could already feel her resolving melting.
She turned back around and faced away from him as if to ignore him and asked him to leave. He refused as he stepped forward towards her. He kissed her on the same spot that Vishal had left her bruised and marked. "HHHHMMMMMMMMM" Preity moaned in pleasure before she said "We can't do this". "We can't do what?" he asked as his hand encircled her waist and he continued to suck and nibble her neck from behind causing the same pleasure and pain she had felt on the dance floor with Vishal at the very same spot on her neck. Preity was moaning but hadn't given in yet. Sameer continued to suck on her neck to darken the hickey as if he was erasing the previous one only to re-mark her as his own. "If you liked what Vishal did, you'll love what I do to you. NO one will ever know, EVER." He whispered. It was as if Preity had been waiting to hear those last 6 words. Even if they might have been a complete lie; from his mouth that was giving her so much pleasure, those words seemed the gospel truth.
Preity said nothing as his hands now started to caress the bottom of her breast and the other stroked her thigh and ass, lifting up her skirt. Sameer pulled her back and she felt his hardness pressing against her ass. The feel of a rigid cock reminded her how badly she wanted, NO, needed one.
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