20-02-2023, 11:09 AM
(This post was last modified: 20-02-2023, 12:35 PM by ddey333. Edited 1 time in total. Edited 1 time in total.)
When they got out of the lift and opened the door to the room, Mansi noted how much smaller it was than the suites she had been in. It was still nice, but definitely smaller. Suddenly her view was blocked by the taller of the two guys.
"What's your name?" he asked, pulling her pallu down.
"Mansi." she said. "Yours?"
"Jay." he said, fondling her boobs.
She felt the other guy behind her grab her ass.
"And I am Veeru!"
The two of them, with Mansi sandwiched in between, started disrobing her as they pushed her towards the bed.
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Mansi was too excited and horny to realize that they had given her fake names. The strong stink of cigarettes from their mouths was very off-putting for Mansi. So she tried to concentrate on the positives. At least she was having another threesome. After that afternoon with Bhaskar and Duttsahab, try as she might, did not achieve the same kinds of orgasms. What she wasn't prepared for was how clumsy and inexperienced the guys were.
Their hands kept bumping into each other. There was no skill or finesse in the way they were feeling her up. The kisses they attempted were slobbery and skill-less. Once her sari, petticoat and blouse had been all but ripped off from her body, the guy calling himself Jay roughly shoved his hand between her legs and rubbed her pussy. No attempt to find her clit or to pleasure her. Just eager and inexperienced roughness. Veeru was struggling with her bra clasp. It took him almost a minute to get it off.
This really didn't feel as good as Mansi had hoped. Without an ceremony, her panties were pulled down. And she was thrown on the bed.
"Fuck man, she's hot!!" Jay said, taking off his suit jacket and unzipping his pants.
"Why do you get to go first?" Veeru asked.
"Because I talked to her first." He said, pulling down his underpants in a hurry.
His dick was average sized. Nothing to write home about. Mansi was on the bed, her legs spread as she played with her clit. She wasn't as wet as she would have preferred to be. She was used to the long foreplay from Dutt. This seemed more like what Amar did. Except there were two of them.
"Then she can suck my dick. After all, we are paying her extra for the two of us together."
"Cool." Jay said getting on the bed and grabbing Mansi's knees. "But don't you have to...make that call first? Remember?"
"Oh right, the call."
Mansi looked at the dick dangling between his legs as Veeru went off to the side to pick up his phone. Jay held her legs and spat on her pussy. Some of it landed on her fingers as she was playing with her clit. He looked towards his friend who gave him a small nod.
"So then Miss Meerut." Jay said in a sneering voice. "Want to get fucked?"
She nodded.
"Say it. Say you want to get fucked."
"I want to get... fucked." she said, hoping he would get on with it.
"You want to get fucked by both of us?"
"Yes."
"What's your name?" he asked, pulling her pallu down.
"Mansi." she said. "Yours?"
"Jay." he said, fondling her boobs.
She felt the other guy behind her grab her ass.
"And I am Veeru!"
The two of them, with Mansi sandwiched in between, started disrobing her as they pushed her towards the bed.
---
Mansi was too excited and horny to realize that they had given her fake names. The strong stink of cigarettes from their mouths was very off-putting for Mansi. So she tried to concentrate on the positives. At least she was having another threesome. After that afternoon with Bhaskar and Duttsahab, try as she might, did not achieve the same kinds of orgasms. What she wasn't prepared for was how clumsy and inexperienced the guys were.
Their hands kept bumping into each other. There was no skill or finesse in the way they were feeling her up. The kisses they attempted were slobbery and skill-less. Once her sari, petticoat and blouse had been all but ripped off from her body, the guy calling himself Jay roughly shoved his hand between her legs and rubbed her pussy. No attempt to find her clit or to pleasure her. Just eager and inexperienced roughness. Veeru was struggling with her bra clasp. It took him almost a minute to get it off.
This really didn't feel as good as Mansi had hoped. Without an ceremony, her panties were pulled down. And she was thrown on the bed.
"Fuck man, she's hot!!" Jay said, taking off his suit jacket and unzipping his pants.
"Why do you get to go first?" Veeru asked.
"Because I talked to her first." He said, pulling down his underpants in a hurry.
His dick was average sized. Nothing to write home about. Mansi was on the bed, her legs spread as she played with her clit. She wasn't as wet as she would have preferred to be. She was used to the long foreplay from Dutt. This seemed more like what Amar did. Except there were two of them.
"Then she can suck my dick. After all, we are paying her extra for the two of us together."
"Cool." Jay said getting on the bed and grabbing Mansi's knees. "But don't you have to...make that call first? Remember?"
"Oh right, the call."
Mansi looked at the dick dangling between his legs as Veeru went off to the side to pick up his phone. Jay held her legs and spat on her pussy. Some of it landed on her fingers as she was playing with her clit. He looked towards his friend who gave him a small nod.
"So then Miss Meerut." Jay said in a sneering voice. "Want to get fucked?"
She nodded.
"Say it. Say you want to get fucked."
"I want to get... fucked." she said, hoping he would get on with it.
"You want to get fucked by both of us?"
"Yes."
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