19-09-2022, 10:08 AM
I got to know only after the night was over as the girls confided in me what all happened in the respective rooms.
Nimish was the last one to leave the room. He didn't know what to tell Anjila; his girl friend. This wasn't an airport or a railway station where he would hug her and say some sentimental parting lines. He wasn't sure if she really wanted to go through this either. May be she was the one who said no in the vote. But looking at her it didn't seem so. She wasn't making any attempt to reach him either. In fact she remained still. He glanced at her once hoping she would glance too. She didn't. He finally went away.
Hemant was instantly on his feet as if he was waiting for the moment when the room would be empty except for the two; Anjila and him. He locked the door from inside and turned towards her. She looked at him. He smiled. She reciprocated nervously.
"Are you and Nimish a happy couple?" He was standing by the door.
"Why?"
"Just like that."
"I would like to think so."
"Your parents don't have any problem because of the religion thing?"
"They don't know yet."
"Hmm." Hemant ambled to the other end of the bed. "What did you vote?"
"A yes. You?" Anjila was suddenly soft. The fierceness that she often showcased in front of Nimish seemed a thing of the past.
"Yes, of course." He said. She threw an appreciative smile at him.
"You always wanted another man?"
His questions were probing her dark side.
"No. Its all in the fun spirit right?"
"You really think so? We are literally swapping partners only for fun? Yeah, it could be a part of it but its not the whole of it."
"What's the whole of it?"
"That we all were looking for an excuse." He laughed in an eerie manner. Few silent minutes passed by.
"Did you have anyone in mind while picking up a mobile phone?" Hemant asked.
"Not really." Anjila said turning towards him to have an easy conversation. While doing so she lifted her legs on the bed and folded it to be comfortable. Hemant ogled at her legs. She noticed but didn't react. The shorts and sleeveless tee now seemed like less clothing.
"You said in your wish that there was someone you wanted to do among the girls here. Who is it?"
"It's you." Hemant was prompt.
Anjila suffered a compulsive laughter. "Its me because I happened to choose you, right? Had it been someone else it would have been her."
"No, I am serious. I have liked you from the day Pritha introduced us."
Anjila checked her laughter. There was indeed a genuineness in his voice which kind of aroused her.
"Really?"
"Yes. Of all the girls you are the most womanly."
She knew what he meant by that. It was something she was proud of; her body: 34d-28-36.
"Thanks." She said.
"So, how do you like it?"
Anjila liked the straight-to-the-point attitude of Hemant but didn't tell him about it.
"As in?"
"Rough, sensual or whatever?"
"Sensual I guess."
"Hmm, if you don't mind may I know how is your sex life like? Do Nimish and you do it often?"
Anjila swallowed a lump since she was confused if she should tell him the truth which was they had done it only twice. The first time was quick and the second was uninteresting for her. Not that Nimish wasn't well endowed but he could do with a lesson with how to use Nimish junior to please her.
"Twice." She said.
"Only?"
"How many times have you done Pritha?"
"I don't even remember." He smiled.
An image of Hemant fucking Pritha conjured in her mind and Anjila for a trice thought Pritha was lucky.
"I think if I strip first you'll be comfortable. What say?"
"Yeah, okay."
Nimish was the last one to leave the room. He didn't know what to tell Anjila; his girl friend. This wasn't an airport or a railway station where he would hug her and say some sentimental parting lines. He wasn't sure if she really wanted to go through this either. May be she was the one who said no in the vote. But looking at her it didn't seem so. She wasn't making any attempt to reach him either. In fact she remained still. He glanced at her once hoping she would glance too. She didn't. He finally went away.
Hemant was instantly on his feet as if he was waiting for the moment when the room would be empty except for the two; Anjila and him. He locked the door from inside and turned towards her. She looked at him. He smiled. She reciprocated nervously.
"Are you and Nimish a happy couple?" He was standing by the door.
"Why?"
"Just like that."
"I would like to think so."
"Your parents don't have any problem because of the religion thing?"
"They don't know yet."
"Hmm." Hemant ambled to the other end of the bed. "What did you vote?"
"A yes. You?" Anjila was suddenly soft. The fierceness that she often showcased in front of Nimish seemed a thing of the past.
"Yes, of course." He said. She threw an appreciative smile at him.
"You always wanted another man?"
His questions were probing her dark side.
"No. Its all in the fun spirit right?"
"You really think so? We are literally swapping partners only for fun? Yeah, it could be a part of it but its not the whole of it."
"What's the whole of it?"
"That we all were looking for an excuse." He laughed in an eerie manner. Few silent minutes passed by.
"Did you have anyone in mind while picking up a mobile phone?" Hemant asked.
"Not really." Anjila said turning towards him to have an easy conversation. While doing so she lifted her legs on the bed and folded it to be comfortable. Hemant ogled at her legs. She noticed but didn't react. The shorts and sleeveless tee now seemed like less clothing.
"You said in your wish that there was someone you wanted to do among the girls here. Who is it?"
"It's you." Hemant was prompt.
Anjila suffered a compulsive laughter. "Its me because I happened to choose you, right? Had it been someone else it would have been her."
"No, I am serious. I have liked you from the day Pritha introduced us."
Anjila checked her laughter. There was indeed a genuineness in his voice which kind of aroused her.
"Really?"
"Yes. Of all the girls you are the most womanly."
She knew what he meant by that. It was something she was proud of; her body: 34d-28-36.
"Thanks." She said.
"So, how do you like it?"
Anjila liked the straight-to-the-point attitude of Hemant but didn't tell him about it.
"As in?"
"Rough, sensual or whatever?"
"Sensual I guess."
"Hmm, if you don't mind may I know how is your sex life like? Do Nimish and you do it often?"
Anjila swallowed a lump since she was confused if she should tell him the truth which was they had done it only twice. The first time was quick and the second was uninteresting for her. Not that Nimish wasn't well endowed but he could do with a lesson with how to use Nimish junior to please her.
"Twice." She said.
"Only?"
"How many times have you done Pritha?"
"I don't even remember." He smiled.
An image of Hemant fucking Pritha conjured in her mind and Anjila for a trice thought Pritha was lucky.
"I think if I strip first you'll be comfortable. What say?"
"Yeah, okay."
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