A Housewife Or a Whore

[Snigdha]

Aparna looked at Ankita questioningly. Only she knew that that it was one of her (Aparna's) biggest fantasies where a guy tells her to undress along with one of her friends and makes love to both of them. Ankita scanned Aparna quite lustfully as she walked up close to her and sat on Amit's lap. Aparna once again felt his hand, on the back of her neck, as he pulled her up for a kiss. The only difference this time was that it was Ankita who was kissing Aparna. Aparna felt every cell of her blistering for a release. She had never experienced such soft, warm and horny feelings before. Aparna felt quite embarrassed as her body forced her to revert back to Ankita with equal effort, if not more, in the battle of their tongue and lips.
 
Ankita: "Gosh! Aparna you kiss so nicely. You even taste sweet."
 
Aparna could not look at Ankita or Amit in their eyes. She was feeling too shy.
 
Ankita: "Don't feel so shy, be normal dear."
 
Amit: "I must say that if you keep acting so shy, you might end up being roughed up by us. You look so much sexier."
 
Aparna's head dug into her chest out of shyness.
 
What happened next was something which was something out of control. Amit pulled her head up firmly and started to kiss her, Ankita jumped in between. Ankita's addition made it so very spicy that all the three were lost in their own respective world of fantasies. All that happened was some hot kissing with loads of saliva licking, mini battle of tongues and shortness of breath. The three of them ended up laughing as no one wanted the kissing to stop and their lungs forced them to stop for the much needed oxygen break.
 
Ankita and Aparna both were squirming as they felt their crotch area being fondled by Amit at the same time. The idea that both of them were being felt at the same time had some uniqueness in the minds of the respective girls and it did trigger some heavy moaning.
 
Amit: "Whores, a man cannot just dream of anything more than you two. You are the sexiest ones indeed."
 
Aparna was once again out of control hearing the word "whore". It felt as if something always took over her hearing the word, some kind of a whore spirit. Overtaken by her desire for an orgasm, she got aggressive. She stood in front of Amit, took his hand and guided to the place which craved attention. She felt his other hand on her body too. Some part of her was happy that he had left Ankita and was giving her all the attention. Amit quite easily, with Aparna's assistance, found his way to her clitoris. The lighter his rub was on her clitoris, the more she moaned and screamed out of pleasure. At one point, she had to bend and put her hands on his shoulders for support.
 
Ankita could see that Aparna had reached a point of no return and decided to make her move. She slid her hand into Aparna's panties from the back side. Ankita slid her finger all the way to her anus. She gently let it lay there, for Ankita to get used to it. Amit stopped the movement of his fingers and Ankita took over.
 
Amit: "Aparna, what is it you feel?"
 
Aparna felt cheap, felt whorish and felt in another realm - experiencing the pangs of sensation from the endless nerves of her anus which was being stimulated by Ankita. She was short on words. She took his hands and pleaded him to continue what he was doing. The reason for pleading him was also due to the fact that she was in no mood to answer any of his questions. Ankita placed a finger on her anus and moved it gently in circular motion. Aparna could not help but moan with every move Ankita and Amit's fingers made.
 
Aparna's heart sunk as she felt Ankita's finger trying to intrude inside her anus. She tightened her anus to stop Ankita from doing so. What Aparna did not know was that she unknowingly increasing the intensity of her own orgasm. Ankita understood Aparna's apprehension. She did not insert her finger into Aparna's anus. She kept on moving her finger and feeling every bit of Aparna's anus.
 
It took only a few minutes before Aparna got hit by one of the most intense orgasms of her life. Her legs felt like jelly bean as she experienced the first wave of orgasm. Her head felt dizzy and she was forced to sit on Amit's lap for support. Aparna was totally lost in sensations of the different kind. She bit her lips as she realized that it had been a while since she had cum and she was still sitting in his lap while her ass was being fondled by Ankita.
 
Amit (whispered into her ears): "I think it is about time you lost your panties."
 
Shyness once again enveloped her as she felt Amit's fingers lowering her panties.
 
Ankita: "I think Amit you should swap places with me. Wouldn't you like to lick her ass? After all, you have fantasized about it so much."
 
Aparna visibly chocked. Some part of her felt damn dirty, deep inside. She was like a robot in their hands, not that she felt bad about it. By the time she realized what was happening, she was sitting in the lap of Ankita. Aparna could not help but hug Ankita. She was feeling too shy and did not want Ankita to look at her when Amit licked her ass. Amit was sitting on the floor, worshiping the ass he had dreamt of so badly. He cherished the sight in front of him. He felt her toned, flawless ass for some time with his fingers, caressing her ass would be a better word. Aparna was glad that she had dropped her so called limits.
 
Aparna was in different realm. Everything was exciting her. Amit's touch was as it is exciting, even being embraced by Ankita was exciting her. To add fuel to her fire, she felt Amit's kiss on her ass. The sensations were something she had not felt before. She hugged Ankita tighter. Ankita just laughed and put her hand on her back. She pulled up Aparna's t-shirt and unhooked her bra. Aparna moaned in response. Ankita made Aparna lean back so her t-shirt and bra could be removed. Amit was not only cherishing kissing her ass, his finger was gently feeling her over flowing cunt. One could safely say that the only smell in the room was sex smells.
 
Ankita removed Aparna's t-shirt and bra. She removed her long t-shirt as well. She positioned Aparna's nipples on hers and hugged her with all her warmth. It was a sight which was too much for Amit to bear. He put out his taught tongue on to the quivering anus and let it rip havoc on Aparna. The warmth of Ankita's embrace and the out of world licking down below were making her feel so very hot. Amit's tongue delivered some expert flicks and licks to her ass. His fingers were gently massaging her clitoris and her over wet cunt. Seeing her state of over excitement, Amit understood she was quite close to another orgasm of the extraordinary kinds.
 
Aparna felt so very submissive in the expert hands of Amit and Ankita. She simply surrendered herself to their handling and her own desires. Amit had moved his hand away from Aparna's cunt onto Ankita's cunt. After all, she too deserved attention.
 
Aparna (whispered in Ankita's ears): "Please rub my clitoris. Please, please, please."
 
Ankita gave her trade mark naughty giggle and slid her fingers on to Aparna's clitoris. Aparna had never been so horribly excited before. Aparna never knew that her anus was going to give her pleasures of such kinds. She had touched her anus before but the way Amit handled her was making her experience nothing less than heaven.