11-06-2024, 01:06 AM
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......... ........Patode leaned back, his confidence unshaken. "I am no cocky boy and neither am i drunk. Why don't you have a closer look, I am sure this will be the biggest cock you ladies have ever seen."
"Don't mind if i do, what do you think Shipra, are you up for another challenge for the night." Namrata words slurried under the effect of alcohol.
"I think we all are way past sobriety and before things get out of hand we should call it a night " Shipra interjected as she got up from the bed.
Namrata caught hold of Shipra's hand and pulled her back to the bed. "Come on, girl, it's been a long time since we had so much fun together. Do it for me," Namrata coaxed, her voice a blend of playful insistence and genuine pleading.
Shipra was about to protest when a distinct unzipping sound cut through the room, followed by the soft thud of clothing hitting the floor. Both women turned their heads slowly, their eyes drawn to the source of the noise.
Night 11.30 PM
And there stood Patode, his jeans and underwear crumpled at his feet. Namrata and Shipra's eyes were irresistibly drawn upwards. Their pulses quickened, and a mix of shock and awe painted their faces as their gaze settled on Patode's fully erect cock. It was enormous, the biggest and thickest they had ever seen outside of the most exaggerated scenes in interracial porn.
Patode grasped his dick with his right hand, slowly rubbing it with a deliberate, teasing motion. The sheer size and girth of it seemed almost surreal, mesmerizing them as they were unable to tear their eyes away from his impressive endowment
"I wasn't bluffing, ladies," Patode said with a sleazy grin as he slowly pulled back the foreskin, revealing the large, bulbous head of his cock. "Who's going to try it first?" he tempted them with lustful eyes and an arrogant tone in his voice.
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Chapter 9: The 9 inch Magic Wand: Part 2
Patode was typically a calculated and cunning individual, known for his meticulous and well-observed decisions. His interactions with Namrata and Shipra over the past two weeks were the result of such a calm and composed approach. He had carefully laid the groundwork, engaging them with charm and subtlety, ensuring every move was strategic and deliberate leading to this point. However, this particular evening, things took an unexpected turn. The provocative attire of Namrata and Shipra, coupled with Namrata's incessant flirting, stirred something primal within Patode. The alcohol only intensified these feelings, dulling his usual restraint and building an almost uncontrollable level of lust.
Seeing Shipra's resistance building he acted on an impulse betting it all on his 9 inch magic wand between his legs knowing it well that even if this desperate attempt back fires he can always blame it on his drunken state. Fully aware of the potential backlash, Patode took the plunge.The gamble was filled with uncertainty and could have led to an awkward or even hostile reaction. Yet, to his astonishment and relief, the immediate response from both Namrata and Shipra was neither repulsive nor discouraging. Instead of recoiling or expressing outrage, they appeared intrigued and receptive.
Namrata's eyes were widened as she looked at Patode's massive erection, her breath caught in her throat. The alcohol-fueled haze seemed to amplify her curiosity and excitement. She glanced at Shipra, who was frozen as well her eyes transfixed on Patode's vile display, her face a mix of apprehension and fascination. The sudden perverted action of Patode had stunned both of them. In the intoxicating blur of the night, the sheer audacity of Patode’s act didn’t register as a vile perversion to them. Instead, the excitement of the booze-filled night and the sensual tension built up over the last hour of their sexually charged conversation left them more curious than uncomfortable. The combination of alcohol and the provocative atmosphere had eroded their usual inhibitions, making Patode’s vulgar display seem less outrageous and more like a daring challenge. Instead of feeling disgust, their curiosity and arousal began to take over.
Namrata, despite her promiscuous lifestyle, had never encountered such an impressive specimen of male genitalia.The sight of Patode's massively thick cock made her pussy itch. Shipra, on the other hand, was both mesmerized and shocked by Patode's impromptu nudity. The biggest dick she had experience was that of Viresh, his ex, which was equally impressive. However, Patode's erection was even more intimidating, not just because of its size and girth but also due to its unusual curved shape, just like a banana it was curved from the middle pointing upwards in a way that seemed almost surreal.
Patode knew he couldn't let this fleeting opportunity slip through his fingers. His gamble had a narrow margin for success, and any hesitation at this point could ruin all his and Toppo's planning and plotting. Seizing the moment, he swiftly moved to the edge of the bed where Namrata and Shipra sat, their eyes locked on his manhood. As he approached, he kept rubbing his cock, providing them with an increasingly obscene display that held their focus unwaveringly. Namrata's and Shipra's focus never diverted from Patode's cock as he inched closer. They were far too entranced to consider the inappropriateness of the situation, both in their actions and in Patode's. Though in back of Shipra's mind some deep seeded restraint still remained which involuntary made her body shift back slowly moving towards the wall as she saw Patode approach.
"Touch it, it won't bite," Patode's voice was a soft and teasing as he stood at the edge of the bed, his hand slowly stroking his engorged cock. The atmosphere in the room was electric, charged with a mix of apprehension, curiosity, and a palpable undercurrent of arousal. Patode's gaze was fixed on Namrata, intentionally avoiding Shipra. He had keenly observed the subtle rivalry between the two women throughout the evening, each vying for dominance in their interactions. Namrata had shown more daring, more willingness to take the lead, while Shipra had been more reserved, hesitant even. Patode knew that pushing Shipra too hard could backfire. Instead, he chose to capitalize on the competitive tension between them. By focusing on Namrata, he aimed to stoke her boldness, hoping that Shipra's curiosity and desire to not be outdone would likely draw her in.
Namrata, emboldened by her adventurous spirit and the liquid courage coursing through her veins, made her move. She reached out with a trembling left hand, her fingers wrapping around the thick shaft of Patode's manhood. The warmth and firmness of it sent a shiver through her body, igniting a deeper desire that she hadn't anticipated. Namrata's breath quickened as she absorbed the sensation, her heart pounding in her chest. She looked up, locking eyes with Patode, who watched her intently. Patode got rid of his shirt and was now stark naked. "Feels good isn't it, go on play with it" he encouraged, his voice a low murmur filled with eagerness. Namrata's fingers hesitated for a moment, her mind racing with the weight of the moment. She could feel Patode's anticipation, matching her own mounting excitement. Her fingers hesitated for a moment before she gently peeled back the foreskin, revealing the big, bulbous mushroom head. She paused, taking in the sheer size and shape of it. The sight of it, coupled with the feeling of him in her hand, sent a rush of heat through her body. She felt a mixture of awe and desire, her curiosity now mingled with a growing need to explore further. With a mix of curiosity and arousal, Namrata began to stroke him slowly, her movements tentative at first. The skin felt hot and velvety against her palm, each stroke sending ripples of pleasure through Patode's body. As she gained confidence, her grip tightened slighty, her strokes becoming more deliberate.
Shipra was in awe as she watched the sensual and erotic scene unfolding in front of her. She was fascinated by the raw and intimate connection between Namrata and Patode. A whirlwind of emotions surged within her, causing a storm of conflicting thoughts. She was caught in a fierce internal battle, torn between her rational mind and her aroused body. Deep down, she knew this was wrong, that they were crossing a line. She knew she had to pull away from the precipice of this dangerous liaison. But her body felt heavy and tensed, beside making slow and hesitant movement back on the bed she couldn't get herself out of the situation.The close proximity of Namrata and Patode’s sexual acts reignited the arousal she had felt earlier that evening at the hands of Alok. The way Patode focused his attention solely on Namrata, ignoring Shipra, aggravated her mental state further blocking her reasoning. It made her feel a mix of jealousy and desire, her competitive nature urging her to prove herself.
Her bet with Namrata, combined with the constant belittling she endured in front of Patode throughout the evening and her initial attraction to Patode’s seemingly gentlemanly demeanor, made her indecisive in this situation. Shipra struggled to register the vileness of Patode’s act. Instead, she remained caught in the moment, her judgment clouded by the heady mix of alcohol and arousal. She was unable to see her continued presence as a mistake. The combination of arousal, competitiveness, and a misguided trust in Patode’s outward appearance ensnared her in a web of confusion and misplaced acceptance. She clenched the bedsheet with both hands, her body halted its movement, resisting every warning signal. She craved attention, pleasure and the intoxicating thrill of the forbidden. But still some sense of self restraint kept her from getting involved as she watched her friend and colleague get more and more intimate with each passing minute.
While Shipra was going through her internal struggles, Namrata's eyes flicked to Shipra sitting besides her. Namrata's gaze was intense, searching, as if trying to decipher Shipra's thoughts and feelings. Her movements remained fluid and unhesitant, her hands skillfully pleasuring Patode without pause. She stroked his dick with deliberate, practiced motions, eliciting soft moans from him.
"Shipra, it seems like I am going to win the bet, get ready for some fun." Namrata said with a triumphant look and an evil smile, her eyes filled with pure lust and mischief as he reminded Shipra about their earlier bet. Shipra's heart pounded in her chest, her breath coming in shallow gasps as she made eye contact with Namrata. Namrat eyes, dark and intense, never left Shipra's face, conveying an expectation of compliance that sent a shiver down Shipra's spine. The playful wager that had seemed so innocent before now came back to bite Shipra. Shipra's mind struggled to keep up. She was scared, curious, aroused, hesitant, tired and intoxicated all at the same time. It was too much for her to handle and then the reminder of the bet made her mind numb and she lost control of her body.
Observing Shipra’s expression and body language Patode's face split into a wide, triumphant grin as the realization hit him, his gamble had paid off in ways he hadn't anticipated. He never expected such a turn of events, where he would not only relish the sexy body of this slutty bitch Namrata but also get to defile the much elusive and married hotty Shipra in a single night. In his mind, he silently thanked Namrata for unknowingly acting as his trump card in his gamble. The thought of what lay ahead sent a wave of primal desire coursing through him. His lust surged, nearly overwhelming him as he imagined the night to come. He couldn't hold it any longer he wanted them naked in bed moaning his name, craving for more and more, as he destroyed their sloppy wet cunt with his monster dick. He wanted their complete submission especially Shipra's. His unquenchable thirst and particular penchant for body of a married women reached its peak. The anticipation of the thrill and pleasure he would get when he ravishes Shipra's naked body, the satisfaction he would derive in stretching her married pussy reaching places her husband couldn’t, making her cum again and again on his dick and the kick he would get in breaking yet another faithful women that too a beautiful mother was driving him crazy. Patode, consumed by his lust, decided it was time to take matters into his own hands. He was done with mere teasing and playful games. His patience had worn thin, and the anticipation had built to an unbearable crescendo. The time for subtlety was over; now, he would assert his desires with unrestrained fervour.
Patode took a step back, causing his cock to slip from Namrata's grasp, much to her evident disappointment. She looked up, her eyes a mix of curiosity and frustration at his sudden retreat. Patode's face broke into a sly grin, mischief dancing in his eyes. "Why am I the only one showing off my assets here?" he teased, his voice dripping with playful challenge. "I think it's only fair that I get to see some skin as well. You both with your revealing attires have been teasing me all evening. It isn’t fair that I am standing naked giving you both a free display of my mighty manhood while you both just sit there basking in all the fun. Make it a level field Namrata?" he proposed, his voice a smooth, teasing murmur. He intentionally directed his question to Namrata knowing well that she will push Shipra to follow suit.
Namrata hesitated, a blush spreading across her cheeks as she processed Patode's bold proposal. Her heart raced as she considered his words, the audacity of his request sending a thrill through her. She had enjoyed teasing him all evening, watching his eyes darken with desire every time she moved just so, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of her curves. Namrata decided to play along, her eyes sparkling with mischief. She stretched her legs out towards Patode, her movements slow and deliberate. Her hands slid to the hem of her short skirt, and with tantalizing slowness, she began to inch it upwards. Patode's eyes were glued to her every move, his breath catching as the smooth, milky expanse of her thighs came into view.
She took her time, savouring the effect she was having on him. Each movement revealed a little more skin, her thighs parting slightly to offer him a teasing glimpse. Patode's anticipation was palpable, his eyes filled with desire as he leaned forward, eager to see more. Her upper thighs came into view, the creamy skin just a breath away from revealing her panty-clad pussy. Patode's gaze was intense, his mouth slightly open as he drank in the sight. But just when it seemed she would unveil everything, Namrata paused. Her face bore a playful, naughty expression as she locked eyes with him. "Not so fast, Milind ji," she teased, her voice a sultry purr. "I'm not that easy."
Patode groaned softly, his eyes filled with a mix of frustration and admiration. He stepped closer, his hand reaching out to gently caress her exposed thigh. "Come on, don’t be a tease, Namrata," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "I let you play with mine, why don’t you return the favour."
Namrata laughed softly, a melodious sound that only fuelled the tension between them. She relished the power she held in this moment, the way Patode's eyes followed her every move, the way his touch sent shivers of pleasure through her body. She missed this attention and feeling of being desired. She was loving this slow seduction and teasing. She shifted slightly, her skirt slipping back down to cover her thighs, leaving Patode yearning for more. "Patience," she whispered, leaning in to brush her lips against his ear. "Good things come to those who wait."
Patode's fingers tightened on her thigh, his breath hot against her neck. "Don’t test me girl, I know what you’re trying to do, I won’t cum just by your seduction" he challenge her, his voice a husky growl. Namrata's smile widened, a thrill running through her at his admission. She placed a hand on his chest, feeling the rapid beat of his heart beneath her palm. "Then let's see if you can handle a little more teasing," she challenged, her eyes gleaming. With that, she pushed him back slightly, giving herself room to maneuver. She sat up, her movements graceful and fluid, and slowly began to undo the buttons of her pink top. Each button came undone with agonizing slowness, revealing more of her deep cleavage, and smooth inviting skin. Patode watched, entranced, his desire mounting with every inch she bared.
When the last button was undone, Namrata shrugged off her top, throwing it behind her on the bed. She stood before him in her black lacy bra and skirt, a vision of tantalizing beauty. Her delicate and lacy bra, did little to conceal the fullness of her breasts. Her round shapely breast were straining the cups of her bra, trying to break free. Patode's breath hitched, his eyes devouring the sight of her. He reached out, his fingers brushing against her skin, but Namrata stepped back, shaking her head with a teasing smile. "Not so fast" she repeated, her voice a seductive whisper. Patode groaned, his frustration evident. "You're killing me, Namrata," he said, his voice a mix of exasperation and longing. With a playful glimmer in her eye, Namrata gave Patode a sly wink before gracefully mounting the bed once more. Seductively she crawled on all fours towards Shipra. While doing so she lifted her skirt from behind just enough to give Patode a glimpse of her panty clad ass.
Namrata’s playful glances over her shoulder kept Patode’s attention fixed on her every move. Shipra watched Namrata's advance with a mixture of anticipation and arousal, her breath quickening as she inched closer to her. She had been witnessing the erotic game of seduction between Namrata and Patode which was growing more daring and physical with each passing minute. She had been a passive participant of all the action till now but she knew Namrata will not let her just watch. The room was thick with tension, the air electric with the charged energy between the three of them. Namrata's movements were slow and deliberate, her body swaying seductively as she made her way towards Shipra. The growing anticipation only heightened the excitement coursing through Shipra's veins. Namrata reached Shipra and settled behind her on her knees supporting herself on Shipra’s shoulder, her lips brushing against Shipra's ear as she whispered, "Remember our little bet? You lost; look how easily I've got Patode dancing on my fingers. It’s time to honour your promise now." Shipra blushed, the memory of their playful wager flooding back. She was sure that Namrata would fail to win the bet, but her seductive prowess had proven too much to resist for Patode. Her body tingled with a blend of excitement and submission as she nodded, acknowledging her promise. "Fine, what do I have to do.”
"It's time for you to join the fun," Namrata murmured, her voice thick with sensuality. "Lose your Kurti for me, Shipra." Shipra was shocked at Namrata's demand, her cheeks flushing a deeper shade of red. She was about to voice her objection to such a bold and vulgar request, but Namrata's hands were already at the hem of her kurti. Shipra instinctively grabbed Namrata’s hands to stop her, but Namrata continued to lift the garment with gentle persistence.“Let go, Shipra. You can't deny it. You want this too, otherwise you would have left the room by now," Namrata said in a sensual voice, her words piercing through Shipra's defenses. "For once, listen to your desires and join me. Forget everything else and just enjoy the night. I promise you, I will never let you do anything immoral." Namrata's confident tone and piercing gaze made Shipra’s efforts to resist falter. She realized that deep down, she had already surrendered to her own hidden desires; she just needed the external validation and push to come out of her shell. Slowly, Shipra released Namrata’s hands, her heart pounding wildly in her chest.With Patode’s eyes fixed on her, Shipra let Namrata continue to pull up her kurti. The fabric slid smoothly over her skin, revealing the soft curve of her waist, her flat smooth navel and the swell of her full, supple breasts, delicately confined within a dark blue bra that contrasted beautifully with her skin. The cool air of the room caressed her exposed skin, sending a shiver down her spine. Namrata’s eyes sparkled with a mix of triumph and affection as she threw the kurti to the side. Shipra's breath hitched, her senses overwhelmed by the closeness of Namrata and the intoxicating blend of fear and excitement coursing through her veins. Namrata glanced towards Patode, his eyes were fixed on Shipra's bra cladded breasts. His hand stroking his cock began moving more intensly with an increased pace. Namrata smirked at the site, her fingers danced lightly over Shipra's shoulders moving behind her back, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. Shipra closed her eyes, surrendering completely to the moment and the emotions swirling within her.
Namrata's lips brushed against her ear, her voice a soft caress. "Trust me, Shipra," she whispered, her words like a gentle command. With practiced ease, Namrata's fingers swiftly unhooked Shipra's bra. A light sigh of relief and relaxation escaped Shipra's lips, her breathing became heavier. Her eyes remained closed, each exhalation a testament to the swirling emotions within her. As her bra loosened and slipped a little, it revealed the top of her soft, milky, and supple breasts. With each heavy breath the fabric inched downward, exposing the delicate curves of her light brown areolas and the tantalizing peaks of her nipples, which were taut with the thrill of the moment. Namrata traced her fingers along the straps of Shipra's bra, her touch light and teasing. With a gentle yet deliberate motion, she pushed the straps off Shipra's shoulders, allowing the bra to slip down. The garment fell under its own weight, leaving Shipra topless. Shipra's hands moved to cover her ample bosom, her fingers trembling as she tried to shield her nudity. Her eyes remained averted, avoiding the gaze of Patode, who watched silently from across the room.Namrata leaned in closer, her breath warm against Shipra's neck. "Don't hide," she whispered, her voice a soothing murmur. "You're beautiful, and you should show off." Her hands moved with tenderness, gently pulling Shipra's hands away from her chest, revealing the full expanse of her nudity. Shipra's heart pounded in her chest, a mix of vulnerability and exhilaration flooding her senses. Namrata shifted her position, moving to sit beside Shipra. With a deft movement, she reached behind herself and undid her own bra, the hooks coming undone with a soft, satisfying snap. She let the delicate fabric slide off her arms before tossing both bras in the direction of Patode.
Patode's eyes bulged out of their sockets, his arousal almost palpable at the surreal erotic display put on by Namrata and Shipra. He caught both their bras mid-air, bringing them to his face to inhale deeply, savoring their scent. The intoxicating aroma of their bodies heightened his excitement, and he couldn't resist rubbing the delicate fabric against his cock, feeling the silky smoothness against his sensitive skin.
"Now tell me, Milind ji," Namrata teased, her voice dripping with seduction as she slowly played with her erect nipples, pinching and rolling them between her fingers. "Who has a better figure? You needed a closer look—is this close enough?"
Patode was speechless, he in his wildest dreams couldn't have imagined that this night will take such a turn. Two of the most sexy and beautiful women he had ever seen were now sitting topless in front of him ready to be devoured. His gaze alternated between Namrata and Shipra, both embodying sensuality in their own unique ways. Namrata's breasts were perky and seemed to defy gravity, standing firm and proud upon her chest, a testament to their perfect form. Each curve and contour seemed sculpted to perfection, captivating his attention with their elegant shape and softness. Shipra, on the other hand, possessed breasts that were more voluptuous and rounder, a tantalizing contrast to Namrata's. Though they sagged slightly, this gentle droop was a subtle indication of motherhood, adding a layer of maturity and depth to her femininity. While Patode had experienced many a such encounters before, he knew deep down that this experience would transcend them all.
"You both have a beautiful figure, the best have ever seen," Patode said, his voice tinged with playful curiosity as his eyes lingered on their exposed breasts. "It's very difficult to make a fair comparison between the two of you just by seeing half of your mesmerizing bodies. You both are still hiding the best assets of a female body." Shipra's cheeks flushed a deep shade of pink, a mix of embarrassment and intrigue swirling within her. She exchanged a quick glance with Namrata, who offered her a reassuring smile. Patode's gaze remained fixed, his expression a blend of admiration and curiosity. "Why don't you both shed your remaining clothes," he suggested, his tone light yet insistent, "so that I can judge a little better?"
Namrata's smile widened into a playful grin, her eyes filled with a mixture of mischief and desire. She rose from the bed, her movements slow and seductive, every step a calculated tease as she made her way towards Patode. Patode's gaze was riveted on her, his eyes explored every inch her approaching form. With each step, her firm breasts bounced slightly, a tantalizing display that brought him to the very edge of his control. The sight was almost too much for him, and he had to stop stroking his cock to avoid cumming prematurely.
Namrata, too, was teetering on the brink of her own desire. It had been months since she last felt the touch of a man, and her need had been steadily growing since she first laid eyes on Patode's impressive cock. The anticipation was becoming unbearable; she was done with playing games and desperately craved the feel of his thick meat between her legs. Leaving Shipra behind, not wanting to involve her further in this moment, Namrata stopped inches away from Patode, her nipples just shy of brushing against his bare chest, her lips tantalizingly close to his."Go on, help yourself," she whispered seductively, her voice dripping with desire.
Patode understood her intent and needed no further encouragement. He reached out, his hands sliding over her curves, exploring her body with a hunger that matched her own. His fingers traced the contours of her breasts, squeezing them gently, his thumbs flicking over her hardened nipples. Namrata moaned softly, her body responding eagerly to his touch. He slowly descended downward planting kisses on her bare torso along the way. He knelt down, his face coming level with her navel as his hands slid upward, disappearing under her skirt making its way up slowly through her silky smooth thies. With a firm but gentle grip, he found the waistband of her panties and began to peel them down, his touch sending shivers up her thighs. Namrata lifted one leg and then the other, allowing him to remove the flimsy garment completely. His eyes never left hers, both sets locked in a gaze filled with raw lust. Holding her black panties in his large hands, Patode brought them close to his nose, inhaling deeply while maintaining intense eye contact with Namrata. Her scent was intoxicating, a mixture of her arousal and natural musk, and it only fueled his own desire. Namrata's breath quickened, her body reacting to the sight of him savoring her essence. The anticipation was almost unbearable, every nerve in her body alive with the need for his touch. She reached down, her fingers brushing against his cheek, urging him closer.
Patode's hands slipped between her legs, his thumb running along her slit, teasing the entrance and slipping slightly into her wet folds. Namrata's knees almost buckled at the sensation, a soft cry escaping her lips. She had been waiting for this moment for so long, and now that it was finally happening, it was almost too much to bear."You are so wet, Namrata. Lift your skirt up, let me have a look at your sloppy wet cunt," Patode commanded, his voice filled with authority. He knew he was in control now.
Namrata, hungry for pleasure, pulled her skirt up without a thought, her clean-shaven, twitching wet pussy now on full display just inches away from his face. The sight was intoxicating, her arousal evident in the glistening moisture between her legs."Wow, what a beautiful clean pussy you have, girl," Patode murmured in delight. He shoved his thumb deeper into her folds, spreading her love hole, his touch both gentle and insistent. The sudden impalement made her scream in pleasure, "Oh goooooddddd!!!!!!! " Namrata's body tensed up, her head falling back, her back arching, her breath caught in her throat. She was on the verge of her first orgasm of the night, her body trembled with the intensity of her arousal.
But just as she was about to topple over that edge, Patode withdrew his thumb, leaving her on the brink of release and filled with a desperate frustration. Her eyes flew open, a mixture of need and confusion flashing across her face. Patode smirked, clearly enjoying the power he held over her. "Not so fast, Namrata," he murmured, his voice a low growl. "It's my turn to tease you, I want to savor this." Namrata's breath came in ragged gasps, her body still tingling from the near orgasm. "Please, Patode," she begged, her voice a desperate whisper. "| need a release."
"In time, bitch," Patode's tone changed suddenly, a menacing edge creeping into his voice. With Namrata under his total control, his real personality slowly started to surface. "I need to taste your slutty cunt first." Patode slid both his hands behind her skirt firmly gripping her ass cheeks. His fingers dug into her fleshy ass as he pulled her closer. Namrata shivered at the roughness, her arousal spiking in response to his command. Namrata's breath quickened as Patode's rough hands roamed over her ass, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh. The hunger in his eyes was almost predatory, a look that promised both pleasure and pain.
Patode leaned in, he started kissing the inside of her thigh, his lips trailing a path upward. Each kiss sent a jolt of pleasure through her, her body trembling with need. He reached her core, his breath hot against her wet folds. "'Spread your legs wider" he commanded, his voice low and authoritative. Namrata obeyed without hesitation, widening her stance to give him better access. The vulnerability of her position only heightened her arousal, her body responding eagerly to his dominance. Patode lowered his head, his mouth hovering just inches away from her glistening folds. He inhaled deeply, savoring the intoxicating scent of her arousal. "Such a dirty little slut,' he murmured, his voice filled with dark pleasure.
He leaned in, his tongue flicking out to taste her, the sensation sending a jolt of pleasure through Namrata's body. She moaned softly, her hands gripping his shoulders for support as he began to devour her. His tongue moved with expert precision, exploring every inch of her wetness, teasing her clit with delicate flicks. Namrata's moans grew louder, her hips bucking against his mouth as the pleasure built within her. Patode's tightened his grip on her ass, his fingers inching into the crevices of her butt crack as he held her steady. His tongue worked tirelessly, driving her wild with need, pushing her closer and closer to the edge."Yes... Yes... Right there," she gasped, her voice thick with desperation. "Don't stop, I am so close."
Patode pulled out, leaving Namrata bucking her hips in a desperate attempt to hold him in. His eyes locking onto hers with a dark intensity. "Not yet," he growled. "I won't let you cum so easily." He slowly resumed his assault on her, his tongue moving faster, more insistent. Namrata's body trembled, her desire for release almost unbearable. Patode's hands roamed over her ass, squeezing and spreading her cheeks. Just when she thought she couldn't take it any longer, Patode pulled away again completely, leaving her panting and frustrated. "Enough with the foreplay, it's time to FUCK. Turn around, lift your skirt and bend over," he ordered, his voice roared leaving no scope of argument.
Namrata complied quickly, her need for release overriding any sense of modesty. She turned, lifting her skirt high bunching it around her waist revealing her glistening, aching pussy, and bent over, her hands bracing against the bed, presenting her round peachy ass to him. Her eyes met Shipra's, whom she had momentarily forgotten was there in the room with her. The realization brought a mischievous twinkle to Namrata's gaze. She gave Shipra a naughty smile, her lips curving upwards seductively. Namrata's attention drifted back to Patode, as she glanced down at the impressive sight before her—the thick, nine-inch monster hanging between Patode's leg as he inched closer behind her. She could feel her body responding to the mere sight of it, her arousal intensifying.
Patode took a moment to admire the sight before him, her wet, glistening pussy and her round, inviting ass. His hands roamed over her body, tracing the curves of her hips before settling on her waist. He spread her cheeks with a firm grip, exposing her even more, eliciting a soft moan from Namrata.
Patode took position behind her placing his cock between the cut of Namrata's ass, the thick length rubbing up and down over her most intimate area. The sensation of his hot rod, hard flesh sliding against her slick folds made her hips buck involuntarily, a desperate attempt to draw him inside. Patode's gaze shifted to Shipra, whose eyes were fixed on his cock, her pupils dilated with arousal as she watched it tease Namrata's entrance. Sensing her intense focus, Patode paused, his movements ceasing to draw her attention. Shipra's eyes slowly lifted to meet his, her breath catching at the raw hunger and lust she saw in his expression. Shipra was incredibly turned on by the erotic display unfolding before her. Leaning against the wall for support, she was squeezing her right breast with her left hand, her fingers kneading the soft flesh and playing with her nipples. Her right hand was lost inside her panties, her fingers moving frantically over her clit and dipping into her soaked folds. The white leggings she wore bore a visible wet patch, a testament to her heightened state of arousal.
Patode's lips curled into a knowing smile as he took in the sight of Shipra pleasuring herself. "Enjoying the show?" he asked, his voice a low, seductive rumble that seemed to vibrate through the room. Shipra nodded, unable to form coherent words, her body trembling with need. The sight of Patode's cock poised at Namrata's entrance, ready to plunge into her at any moment, was driving her wild. Patode's smile widened, his eyes darkening with lust. "Let me quench this slut's thirst. Next, I'll satisfy your leaking married cunt," his voice was threatening, filled with evil desires.
He returned his attention to Namrata, who was trembling with anticipation, her body ready to receive him. Patode kept his eyes locked on Shipra as he positioned himself, the head of his thick cock nudging against Namrata's wet folds. Namrata jolted as he pushed at her entrance, a gasp escaping her lips.
"Oh... SHIT!" she screamed, feeling the overwhelming pressure as he began to enter her. "You're too big, Patode! Be careful! Fuck! Shit!" Her voice was a mix of pain and pleasure, the sensation of being stretched this much just by the tip of his cock was too intense to bear.
"And you're fucking tight," Patode groaned, his voice rough with pleasure as he pushed deeper.The tight heat of her pussy gushed around his girth just from the penetration made him shudder. In a matter of seconds, Namrata transformed from a teasing and playful woman to a submissive, moaning mess, her body arching and trembling beneath him.
Shipra watched without blinking, her own arousal almost at its peak. The sight of Patode's cock disappearing into Namrata, combined with her friend's desperate cries, was nearly too much for her to handle. Her fingers moved faster within her panties, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps as she imagined herself in Namrata's place.
"Come have a closer look, see how I am stretching your friends pussy, I won't touch you i promise. I just want a closer look at your voluptuous breasts and may be you can give us a peak at your itching pussy." Patode tempted Shipra in an soft seducing voice.
Curiosity got ther better of her, as Shipra in her aroused state started to shift her semi nude frame towards Patode. Patode grinned in excitement and roughly rammed his cock inside Namrata.
Ahhhhhhh! Ohhhhh maaaaaaaaa... cries of pleasure filled the room ... It was going to be a very long night for Shipra and Namrata...
End of Chapter 9: The 9 inch Magic Wand: Part 2
"Don't mind if i do, what do you think Shipra, are you up for another challenge for the night." Namrata words slurried under the effect of alcohol.
"I think we all are way past sobriety and before things get out of hand we should call it a night " Shipra interjected as she got up from the bed.
Namrata caught hold of Shipra's hand and pulled her back to the bed. "Come on, girl, it's been a long time since we had so much fun together. Do it for me," Namrata coaxed, her voice a blend of playful insistence and genuine pleading.
Shipra was about to protest when a distinct unzipping sound cut through the room, followed by the soft thud of clothing hitting the floor. Both women turned their heads slowly, their eyes drawn to the source of the noise.
Night 11.30 PM
And there stood Patode, his jeans and underwear crumpled at his feet. Namrata and Shipra's eyes were irresistibly drawn upwards. Their pulses quickened, and a mix of shock and awe painted their faces as their gaze settled on Patode's fully erect cock. It was enormous, the biggest and thickest they had ever seen outside of the most exaggerated scenes in interracial porn.
Patode grasped his dick with his right hand, slowly rubbing it with a deliberate, teasing motion. The sheer size and girth of it seemed almost surreal, mesmerizing them as they were unable to tear their eyes away from his impressive endowment
"I wasn't bluffing, ladies," Patode said with a sleazy grin as he slowly pulled back the foreskin, revealing the large, bulbous head of his cock. "Who's going to try it first?" he tempted them with lustful eyes and an arrogant tone in his voice.
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Chapter 9: The 9 inch Magic Wand: Part 2
Patode was typically a calculated and cunning individual, known for his meticulous and well-observed decisions. His interactions with Namrata and Shipra over the past two weeks were the result of such a calm and composed approach. He had carefully laid the groundwork, engaging them with charm and subtlety, ensuring every move was strategic and deliberate leading to this point. However, this particular evening, things took an unexpected turn. The provocative attire of Namrata and Shipra, coupled with Namrata's incessant flirting, stirred something primal within Patode. The alcohol only intensified these feelings, dulling his usual restraint and building an almost uncontrollable level of lust.
Seeing Shipra's resistance building he acted on an impulse betting it all on his 9 inch magic wand between his legs knowing it well that even if this desperate attempt back fires he can always blame it on his drunken state. Fully aware of the potential backlash, Patode took the plunge.The gamble was filled with uncertainty and could have led to an awkward or even hostile reaction. Yet, to his astonishment and relief, the immediate response from both Namrata and Shipra was neither repulsive nor discouraging. Instead of recoiling or expressing outrage, they appeared intrigued and receptive.
Namrata's eyes were widened as she looked at Patode's massive erection, her breath caught in her throat. The alcohol-fueled haze seemed to amplify her curiosity and excitement. She glanced at Shipra, who was frozen as well her eyes transfixed on Patode's vile display, her face a mix of apprehension and fascination. The sudden perverted action of Patode had stunned both of them. In the intoxicating blur of the night, the sheer audacity of Patode’s act didn’t register as a vile perversion to them. Instead, the excitement of the booze-filled night and the sensual tension built up over the last hour of their sexually charged conversation left them more curious than uncomfortable. The combination of alcohol and the provocative atmosphere had eroded their usual inhibitions, making Patode’s vulgar display seem less outrageous and more like a daring challenge. Instead of feeling disgust, their curiosity and arousal began to take over.
Namrata, despite her promiscuous lifestyle, had never encountered such an impressive specimen of male genitalia.The sight of Patode's massively thick cock made her pussy itch. Shipra, on the other hand, was both mesmerized and shocked by Patode's impromptu nudity. The biggest dick she had experience was that of Viresh, his ex, which was equally impressive. However, Patode's erection was even more intimidating, not just because of its size and girth but also due to its unusual curved shape, just like a banana it was curved from the middle pointing upwards in a way that seemed almost surreal.
Patode knew he couldn't let this fleeting opportunity slip through his fingers. His gamble had a narrow margin for success, and any hesitation at this point could ruin all his and Toppo's planning and plotting. Seizing the moment, he swiftly moved to the edge of the bed where Namrata and Shipra sat, their eyes locked on his manhood. As he approached, he kept rubbing his cock, providing them with an increasingly obscene display that held their focus unwaveringly. Namrata's and Shipra's focus never diverted from Patode's cock as he inched closer. They were far too entranced to consider the inappropriateness of the situation, both in their actions and in Patode's. Though in back of Shipra's mind some deep seeded restraint still remained which involuntary made her body shift back slowly moving towards the wall as she saw Patode approach.
"Touch it, it won't bite," Patode's voice was a soft and teasing as he stood at the edge of the bed, his hand slowly stroking his engorged cock. The atmosphere in the room was electric, charged with a mix of apprehension, curiosity, and a palpable undercurrent of arousal. Patode's gaze was fixed on Namrata, intentionally avoiding Shipra. He had keenly observed the subtle rivalry between the two women throughout the evening, each vying for dominance in their interactions. Namrata had shown more daring, more willingness to take the lead, while Shipra had been more reserved, hesitant even. Patode knew that pushing Shipra too hard could backfire. Instead, he chose to capitalize on the competitive tension between them. By focusing on Namrata, he aimed to stoke her boldness, hoping that Shipra's curiosity and desire to not be outdone would likely draw her in.
Namrata, emboldened by her adventurous spirit and the liquid courage coursing through her veins, made her move. She reached out with a trembling left hand, her fingers wrapping around the thick shaft of Patode's manhood. The warmth and firmness of it sent a shiver through her body, igniting a deeper desire that she hadn't anticipated. Namrata's breath quickened as she absorbed the sensation, her heart pounding in her chest. She looked up, locking eyes with Patode, who watched her intently. Patode got rid of his shirt and was now stark naked. "Feels good isn't it, go on play with it" he encouraged, his voice a low murmur filled with eagerness. Namrata's fingers hesitated for a moment, her mind racing with the weight of the moment. She could feel Patode's anticipation, matching her own mounting excitement. Her fingers hesitated for a moment before she gently peeled back the foreskin, revealing the big, bulbous mushroom head. She paused, taking in the sheer size and shape of it. The sight of it, coupled with the feeling of him in her hand, sent a rush of heat through her body. She felt a mixture of awe and desire, her curiosity now mingled with a growing need to explore further. With a mix of curiosity and arousal, Namrata began to stroke him slowly, her movements tentative at first. The skin felt hot and velvety against her palm, each stroke sending ripples of pleasure through Patode's body. As she gained confidence, her grip tightened slighty, her strokes becoming more deliberate.
Shipra was in awe as she watched the sensual and erotic scene unfolding in front of her. She was fascinated by the raw and intimate connection between Namrata and Patode. A whirlwind of emotions surged within her, causing a storm of conflicting thoughts. She was caught in a fierce internal battle, torn between her rational mind and her aroused body. Deep down, she knew this was wrong, that they were crossing a line. She knew she had to pull away from the precipice of this dangerous liaison. But her body felt heavy and tensed, beside making slow and hesitant movement back on the bed she couldn't get herself out of the situation.The close proximity of Namrata and Patode’s sexual acts reignited the arousal she had felt earlier that evening at the hands of Alok. The way Patode focused his attention solely on Namrata, ignoring Shipra, aggravated her mental state further blocking her reasoning. It made her feel a mix of jealousy and desire, her competitive nature urging her to prove herself.
Her bet with Namrata, combined with the constant belittling she endured in front of Patode throughout the evening and her initial attraction to Patode’s seemingly gentlemanly demeanor, made her indecisive in this situation. Shipra struggled to register the vileness of Patode’s act. Instead, she remained caught in the moment, her judgment clouded by the heady mix of alcohol and arousal. She was unable to see her continued presence as a mistake. The combination of arousal, competitiveness, and a misguided trust in Patode’s outward appearance ensnared her in a web of confusion and misplaced acceptance. She clenched the bedsheet with both hands, her body halted its movement, resisting every warning signal. She craved attention, pleasure and the intoxicating thrill of the forbidden. But still some sense of self restraint kept her from getting involved as she watched her friend and colleague get more and more intimate with each passing minute.
While Shipra was going through her internal struggles, Namrata's eyes flicked to Shipra sitting besides her. Namrata's gaze was intense, searching, as if trying to decipher Shipra's thoughts and feelings. Her movements remained fluid and unhesitant, her hands skillfully pleasuring Patode without pause. She stroked his dick with deliberate, practiced motions, eliciting soft moans from him.
"Shipra, it seems like I am going to win the bet, get ready for some fun." Namrata said with a triumphant look and an evil smile, her eyes filled with pure lust and mischief as he reminded Shipra about their earlier bet. Shipra's heart pounded in her chest, her breath coming in shallow gasps as she made eye contact with Namrata. Namrat eyes, dark and intense, never left Shipra's face, conveying an expectation of compliance that sent a shiver down Shipra's spine. The playful wager that had seemed so innocent before now came back to bite Shipra. Shipra's mind struggled to keep up. She was scared, curious, aroused, hesitant, tired and intoxicated all at the same time. It was too much for her to handle and then the reminder of the bet made her mind numb and she lost control of her body.
Observing Shipra’s expression and body language Patode's face split into a wide, triumphant grin as the realization hit him, his gamble had paid off in ways he hadn't anticipated. He never expected such a turn of events, where he would not only relish the sexy body of this slutty bitch Namrata but also get to defile the much elusive and married hotty Shipra in a single night. In his mind, he silently thanked Namrata for unknowingly acting as his trump card in his gamble. The thought of what lay ahead sent a wave of primal desire coursing through him. His lust surged, nearly overwhelming him as he imagined the night to come. He couldn't hold it any longer he wanted them naked in bed moaning his name, craving for more and more, as he destroyed their sloppy wet cunt with his monster dick. He wanted their complete submission especially Shipra's. His unquenchable thirst and particular penchant for body of a married women reached its peak. The anticipation of the thrill and pleasure he would get when he ravishes Shipra's naked body, the satisfaction he would derive in stretching her married pussy reaching places her husband couldn’t, making her cum again and again on his dick and the kick he would get in breaking yet another faithful women that too a beautiful mother was driving him crazy. Patode, consumed by his lust, decided it was time to take matters into his own hands. He was done with mere teasing and playful games. His patience had worn thin, and the anticipation had built to an unbearable crescendo. The time for subtlety was over; now, he would assert his desires with unrestrained fervour.
Patode took a step back, causing his cock to slip from Namrata's grasp, much to her evident disappointment. She looked up, her eyes a mix of curiosity and frustration at his sudden retreat. Patode's face broke into a sly grin, mischief dancing in his eyes. "Why am I the only one showing off my assets here?" he teased, his voice dripping with playful challenge. "I think it's only fair that I get to see some skin as well. You both with your revealing attires have been teasing me all evening. It isn’t fair that I am standing naked giving you both a free display of my mighty manhood while you both just sit there basking in all the fun. Make it a level field Namrata?" he proposed, his voice a smooth, teasing murmur. He intentionally directed his question to Namrata knowing well that she will push Shipra to follow suit.
Namrata hesitated, a blush spreading across her cheeks as she processed Patode's bold proposal. Her heart raced as she considered his words, the audacity of his request sending a thrill through her. She had enjoyed teasing him all evening, watching his eyes darken with desire every time she moved just so, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of her curves. Namrata decided to play along, her eyes sparkling with mischief. She stretched her legs out towards Patode, her movements slow and deliberate. Her hands slid to the hem of her short skirt, and with tantalizing slowness, she began to inch it upwards. Patode's eyes were glued to her every move, his breath catching as the smooth, milky expanse of her thighs came into view.
She took her time, savouring the effect she was having on him. Each movement revealed a little more skin, her thighs parting slightly to offer him a teasing glimpse. Patode's anticipation was palpable, his eyes filled with desire as he leaned forward, eager to see more. Her upper thighs came into view, the creamy skin just a breath away from revealing her panty-clad pussy. Patode's gaze was intense, his mouth slightly open as he drank in the sight. But just when it seemed she would unveil everything, Namrata paused. Her face bore a playful, naughty expression as she locked eyes with him. "Not so fast, Milind ji," she teased, her voice a sultry purr. "I'm not that easy."
Patode groaned softly, his eyes filled with a mix of frustration and admiration. He stepped closer, his hand reaching out to gently caress her exposed thigh. "Come on, don’t be a tease, Namrata," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "I let you play with mine, why don’t you return the favour."
Namrata laughed softly, a melodious sound that only fuelled the tension between them. She relished the power she held in this moment, the way Patode's eyes followed her every move, the way his touch sent shivers of pleasure through her body. She missed this attention and feeling of being desired. She was loving this slow seduction and teasing. She shifted slightly, her skirt slipping back down to cover her thighs, leaving Patode yearning for more. "Patience," she whispered, leaning in to brush her lips against his ear. "Good things come to those who wait."
Patode's fingers tightened on her thigh, his breath hot against her neck. "Don’t test me girl, I know what you’re trying to do, I won’t cum just by your seduction" he challenge her, his voice a husky growl. Namrata's smile widened, a thrill running through her at his admission. She placed a hand on his chest, feeling the rapid beat of his heart beneath her palm. "Then let's see if you can handle a little more teasing," she challenged, her eyes gleaming. With that, she pushed him back slightly, giving herself room to maneuver. She sat up, her movements graceful and fluid, and slowly began to undo the buttons of her pink top. Each button came undone with agonizing slowness, revealing more of her deep cleavage, and smooth inviting skin. Patode watched, entranced, his desire mounting with every inch she bared.
When the last button was undone, Namrata shrugged off her top, throwing it behind her on the bed. She stood before him in her black lacy bra and skirt, a vision of tantalizing beauty. Her delicate and lacy bra, did little to conceal the fullness of her breasts. Her round shapely breast were straining the cups of her bra, trying to break free. Patode's breath hitched, his eyes devouring the sight of her. He reached out, his fingers brushing against her skin, but Namrata stepped back, shaking her head with a teasing smile. "Not so fast" she repeated, her voice a seductive whisper. Patode groaned, his frustration evident. "You're killing me, Namrata," he said, his voice a mix of exasperation and longing. With a playful glimmer in her eye, Namrata gave Patode a sly wink before gracefully mounting the bed once more. Seductively she crawled on all fours towards Shipra. While doing so she lifted her skirt from behind just enough to give Patode a glimpse of her panty clad ass.
Namrata’s playful glances over her shoulder kept Patode’s attention fixed on her every move. Shipra watched Namrata's advance with a mixture of anticipation and arousal, her breath quickening as she inched closer to her. She had been witnessing the erotic game of seduction between Namrata and Patode which was growing more daring and physical with each passing minute. She had been a passive participant of all the action till now but she knew Namrata will not let her just watch. The room was thick with tension, the air electric with the charged energy between the three of them. Namrata's movements were slow and deliberate, her body swaying seductively as she made her way towards Shipra. The growing anticipation only heightened the excitement coursing through Shipra's veins. Namrata reached Shipra and settled behind her on her knees supporting herself on Shipra’s shoulder, her lips brushing against Shipra's ear as she whispered, "Remember our little bet? You lost; look how easily I've got Patode dancing on my fingers. It’s time to honour your promise now." Shipra blushed, the memory of their playful wager flooding back. She was sure that Namrata would fail to win the bet, but her seductive prowess had proven too much to resist for Patode. Her body tingled with a blend of excitement and submission as she nodded, acknowledging her promise. "Fine, what do I have to do.”
"It's time for you to join the fun," Namrata murmured, her voice thick with sensuality. "Lose your Kurti for me, Shipra." Shipra was shocked at Namrata's demand, her cheeks flushing a deeper shade of red. She was about to voice her objection to such a bold and vulgar request, but Namrata's hands were already at the hem of her kurti. Shipra instinctively grabbed Namrata’s hands to stop her, but Namrata continued to lift the garment with gentle persistence.“Let go, Shipra. You can't deny it. You want this too, otherwise you would have left the room by now," Namrata said in a sensual voice, her words piercing through Shipra's defenses. "For once, listen to your desires and join me. Forget everything else and just enjoy the night. I promise you, I will never let you do anything immoral." Namrata's confident tone and piercing gaze made Shipra’s efforts to resist falter. She realized that deep down, she had already surrendered to her own hidden desires; she just needed the external validation and push to come out of her shell. Slowly, Shipra released Namrata’s hands, her heart pounding wildly in her chest.With Patode’s eyes fixed on her, Shipra let Namrata continue to pull up her kurti. The fabric slid smoothly over her skin, revealing the soft curve of her waist, her flat smooth navel and the swell of her full, supple breasts, delicately confined within a dark blue bra that contrasted beautifully with her skin. The cool air of the room caressed her exposed skin, sending a shiver down her spine. Namrata’s eyes sparkled with a mix of triumph and affection as she threw the kurti to the side. Shipra's breath hitched, her senses overwhelmed by the closeness of Namrata and the intoxicating blend of fear and excitement coursing through her veins. Namrata glanced towards Patode, his eyes were fixed on Shipra's bra cladded breasts. His hand stroking his cock began moving more intensly with an increased pace. Namrata smirked at the site, her fingers danced lightly over Shipra's shoulders moving behind her back, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. Shipra closed her eyes, surrendering completely to the moment and the emotions swirling within her.
Namrata's lips brushed against her ear, her voice a soft caress. "Trust me, Shipra," she whispered, her words like a gentle command. With practiced ease, Namrata's fingers swiftly unhooked Shipra's bra. A light sigh of relief and relaxation escaped Shipra's lips, her breathing became heavier. Her eyes remained closed, each exhalation a testament to the swirling emotions within her. As her bra loosened and slipped a little, it revealed the top of her soft, milky, and supple breasts. With each heavy breath the fabric inched downward, exposing the delicate curves of her light brown areolas and the tantalizing peaks of her nipples, which were taut with the thrill of the moment. Namrata traced her fingers along the straps of Shipra's bra, her touch light and teasing. With a gentle yet deliberate motion, she pushed the straps off Shipra's shoulders, allowing the bra to slip down. The garment fell under its own weight, leaving Shipra topless. Shipra's hands moved to cover her ample bosom, her fingers trembling as she tried to shield her nudity. Her eyes remained averted, avoiding the gaze of Patode, who watched silently from across the room.Namrata leaned in closer, her breath warm against Shipra's neck. "Don't hide," she whispered, her voice a soothing murmur. "You're beautiful, and you should show off." Her hands moved with tenderness, gently pulling Shipra's hands away from her chest, revealing the full expanse of her nudity. Shipra's heart pounded in her chest, a mix of vulnerability and exhilaration flooding her senses. Namrata shifted her position, moving to sit beside Shipra. With a deft movement, she reached behind herself and undid her own bra, the hooks coming undone with a soft, satisfying snap. She let the delicate fabric slide off her arms before tossing both bras in the direction of Patode.
Patode's eyes bulged out of their sockets, his arousal almost palpable at the surreal erotic display put on by Namrata and Shipra. He caught both their bras mid-air, bringing them to his face to inhale deeply, savoring their scent. The intoxicating aroma of their bodies heightened his excitement, and he couldn't resist rubbing the delicate fabric against his cock, feeling the silky smoothness against his sensitive skin.
"Now tell me, Milind ji," Namrata teased, her voice dripping with seduction as she slowly played with her erect nipples, pinching and rolling them between her fingers. "Who has a better figure? You needed a closer look—is this close enough?"
Patode was speechless, he in his wildest dreams couldn't have imagined that this night will take such a turn. Two of the most sexy and beautiful women he had ever seen were now sitting topless in front of him ready to be devoured. His gaze alternated between Namrata and Shipra, both embodying sensuality in their own unique ways. Namrata's breasts were perky and seemed to defy gravity, standing firm and proud upon her chest, a testament to their perfect form. Each curve and contour seemed sculpted to perfection, captivating his attention with their elegant shape and softness. Shipra, on the other hand, possessed breasts that were more voluptuous and rounder, a tantalizing contrast to Namrata's. Though they sagged slightly, this gentle droop was a subtle indication of motherhood, adding a layer of maturity and depth to her femininity. While Patode had experienced many a such encounters before, he knew deep down that this experience would transcend them all.
"You both have a beautiful figure, the best have ever seen," Patode said, his voice tinged with playful curiosity as his eyes lingered on their exposed breasts. "It's very difficult to make a fair comparison between the two of you just by seeing half of your mesmerizing bodies. You both are still hiding the best assets of a female body." Shipra's cheeks flushed a deep shade of pink, a mix of embarrassment and intrigue swirling within her. She exchanged a quick glance with Namrata, who offered her a reassuring smile. Patode's gaze remained fixed, his expression a blend of admiration and curiosity. "Why don't you both shed your remaining clothes," he suggested, his tone light yet insistent, "so that I can judge a little better?"
Namrata's smile widened into a playful grin, her eyes filled with a mixture of mischief and desire. She rose from the bed, her movements slow and seductive, every step a calculated tease as she made her way towards Patode. Patode's gaze was riveted on her, his eyes explored every inch her approaching form. With each step, her firm breasts bounced slightly, a tantalizing display that brought him to the very edge of his control. The sight was almost too much for him, and he had to stop stroking his cock to avoid cumming prematurely.
Namrata, too, was teetering on the brink of her own desire. It had been months since she last felt the touch of a man, and her need had been steadily growing since she first laid eyes on Patode's impressive cock. The anticipation was becoming unbearable; she was done with playing games and desperately craved the feel of his thick meat between her legs. Leaving Shipra behind, not wanting to involve her further in this moment, Namrata stopped inches away from Patode, her nipples just shy of brushing against his bare chest, her lips tantalizingly close to his."Go on, help yourself," she whispered seductively, her voice dripping with desire.
Patode understood her intent and needed no further encouragement. He reached out, his hands sliding over her curves, exploring her body with a hunger that matched her own. His fingers traced the contours of her breasts, squeezing them gently, his thumbs flicking over her hardened nipples. Namrata moaned softly, her body responding eagerly to his touch. He slowly descended downward planting kisses on her bare torso along the way. He knelt down, his face coming level with her navel as his hands slid upward, disappearing under her skirt making its way up slowly through her silky smooth thies. With a firm but gentle grip, he found the waistband of her panties and began to peel them down, his touch sending shivers up her thighs. Namrata lifted one leg and then the other, allowing him to remove the flimsy garment completely. His eyes never left hers, both sets locked in a gaze filled with raw lust. Holding her black panties in his large hands, Patode brought them close to his nose, inhaling deeply while maintaining intense eye contact with Namrata. Her scent was intoxicating, a mixture of her arousal and natural musk, and it only fueled his own desire. Namrata's breath quickened, her body reacting to the sight of him savoring her essence. The anticipation was almost unbearable, every nerve in her body alive with the need for his touch. She reached down, her fingers brushing against his cheek, urging him closer.
Patode's hands slipped between her legs, his thumb running along her slit, teasing the entrance and slipping slightly into her wet folds. Namrata's knees almost buckled at the sensation, a soft cry escaping her lips. She had been waiting for this moment for so long, and now that it was finally happening, it was almost too much to bear."You are so wet, Namrata. Lift your skirt up, let me have a look at your sloppy wet cunt," Patode commanded, his voice filled with authority. He knew he was in control now.
Namrata, hungry for pleasure, pulled her skirt up without a thought, her clean-shaven, twitching wet pussy now on full display just inches away from his face. The sight was intoxicating, her arousal evident in the glistening moisture between her legs."Wow, what a beautiful clean pussy you have, girl," Patode murmured in delight. He shoved his thumb deeper into her folds, spreading her love hole, his touch both gentle and insistent. The sudden impalement made her scream in pleasure, "Oh goooooddddd!!!!!!! " Namrata's body tensed up, her head falling back, her back arching, her breath caught in her throat. She was on the verge of her first orgasm of the night, her body trembled with the intensity of her arousal.
But just as she was about to topple over that edge, Patode withdrew his thumb, leaving her on the brink of release and filled with a desperate frustration. Her eyes flew open, a mixture of need and confusion flashing across her face. Patode smirked, clearly enjoying the power he held over her. "Not so fast, Namrata," he murmured, his voice a low growl. "It's my turn to tease you, I want to savor this." Namrata's breath came in ragged gasps, her body still tingling from the near orgasm. "Please, Patode," she begged, her voice a desperate whisper. "| need a release."
"In time, bitch," Patode's tone changed suddenly, a menacing edge creeping into his voice. With Namrata under his total control, his real personality slowly started to surface. "I need to taste your slutty cunt first." Patode slid both his hands behind her skirt firmly gripping her ass cheeks. His fingers dug into her fleshy ass as he pulled her closer. Namrata shivered at the roughness, her arousal spiking in response to his command. Namrata's breath quickened as Patode's rough hands roamed over her ass, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh. The hunger in his eyes was almost predatory, a look that promised both pleasure and pain.
Patode leaned in, he started kissing the inside of her thigh, his lips trailing a path upward. Each kiss sent a jolt of pleasure through her, her body trembling with need. He reached her core, his breath hot against her wet folds. "'Spread your legs wider" he commanded, his voice low and authoritative. Namrata obeyed without hesitation, widening her stance to give him better access. The vulnerability of her position only heightened her arousal, her body responding eagerly to his dominance. Patode lowered his head, his mouth hovering just inches away from her glistening folds. He inhaled deeply, savoring the intoxicating scent of her arousal. "Such a dirty little slut,' he murmured, his voice filled with dark pleasure.
He leaned in, his tongue flicking out to taste her, the sensation sending a jolt of pleasure through Namrata's body. She moaned softly, her hands gripping his shoulders for support as he began to devour her. His tongue moved with expert precision, exploring every inch of her wetness, teasing her clit with delicate flicks. Namrata's moans grew louder, her hips bucking against his mouth as the pleasure built within her. Patode's tightened his grip on her ass, his fingers inching into the crevices of her butt crack as he held her steady. His tongue worked tirelessly, driving her wild with need, pushing her closer and closer to the edge."Yes... Yes... Right there," she gasped, her voice thick with desperation. "Don't stop, I am so close."
Patode pulled out, leaving Namrata bucking her hips in a desperate attempt to hold him in. His eyes locking onto hers with a dark intensity. "Not yet," he growled. "I won't let you cum so easily." He slowly resumed his assault on her, his tongue moving faster, more insistent. Namrata's body trembled, her desire for release almost unbearable. Patode's hands roamed over her ass, squeezing and spreading her cheeks. Just when she thought she couldn't take it any longer, Patode pulled away again completely, leaving her panting and frustrated. "Enough with the foreplay, it's time to FUCK. Turn around, lift your skirt and bend over," he ordered, his voice roared leaving no scope of argument.
Namrata complied quickly, her need for release overriding any sense of modesty. She turned, lifting her skirt high bunching it around her waist revealing her glistening, aching pussy, and bent over, her hands bracing against the bed, presenting her round peachy ass to him. Her eyes met Shipra's, whom she had momentarily forgotten was there in the room with her. The realization brought a mischievous twinkle to Namrata's gaze. She gave Shipra a naughty smile, her lips curving upwards seductively. Namrata's attention drifted back to Patode, as she glanced down at the impressive sight before her—the thick, nine-inch monster hanging between Patode's leg as he inched closer behind her. She could feel her body responding to the mere sight of it, her arousal intensifying.
Patode took a moment to admire the sight before him, her wet, glistening pussy and her round, inviting ass. His hands roamed over her body, tracing the curves of her hips before settling on her waist. He spread her cheeks with a firm grip, exposing her even more, eliciting a soft moan from Namrata.
Patode took position behind her placing his cock between the cut of Namrata's ass, the thick length rubbing up and down over her most intimate area. The sensation of his hot rod, hard flesh sliding against her slick folds made her hips buck involuntarily, a desperate attempt to draw him inside. Patode's gaze shifted to Shipra, whose eyes were fixed on his cock, her pupils dilated with arousal as she watched it tease Namrata's entrance. Sensing her intense focus, Patode paused, his movements ceasing to draw her attention. Shipra's eyes slowly lifted to meet his, her breath catching at the raw hunger and lust she saw in his expression. Shipra was incredibly turned on by the erotic display unfolding before her. Leaning against the wall for support, she was squeezing her right breast with her left hand, her fingers kneading the soft flesh and playing with her nipples. Her right hand was lost inside her panties, her fingers moving frantically over her clit and dipping into her soaked folds. The white leggings she wore bore a visible wet patch, a testament to her heightened state of arousal.
Patode's lips curled into a knowing smile as he took in the sight of Shipra pleasuring herself. "Enjoying the show?" he asked, his voice a low, seductive rumble that seemed to vibrate through the room. Shipra nodded, unable to form coherent words, her body trembling with need. The sight of Patode's cock poised at Namrata's entrance, ready to plunge into her at any moment, was driving her wild. Patode's smile widened, his eyes darkening with lust. "Let me quench this slut's thirst. Next, I'll satisfy your leaking married cunt," his voice was threatening, filled with evil desires.
He returned his attention to Namrata, who was trembling with anticipation, her body ready to receive him. Patode kept his eyes locked on Shipra as he positioned himself, the head of his thick cock nudging against Namrata's wet folds. Namrata jolted as he pushed at her entrance, a gasp escaping her lips.
"Oh... SHIT!" she screamed, feeling the overwhelming pressure as he began to enter her. "You're too big, Patode! Be careful! Fuck! Shit!" Her voice was a mix of pain and pleasure, the sensation of being stretched this much just by the tip of his cock was too intense to bear.
"And you're fucking tight," Patode groaned, his voice rough with pleasure as he pushed deeper.The tight heat of her pussy gushed around his girth just from the penetration made him shudder. In a matter of seconds, Namrata transformed from a teasing and playful woman to a submissive, moaning mess, her body arching and trembling beneath him.
Shipra watched without blinking, her own arousal almost at its peak. The sight of Patode's cock disappearing into Namrata, combined with her friend's desperate cries, was nearly too much for her to handle. Her fingers moved faster within her panties, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps as she imagined herself in Namrata's place.
"Come have a closer look, see how I am stretching your friends pussy, I won't touch you i promise. I just want a closer look at your voluptuous breasts and may be you can give us a peak at your itching pussy." Patode tempted Shipra in an soft seducing voice.
Curiosity got ther better of her, as Shipra in her aroused state started to shift her semi nude frame towards Patode. Patode grinned in excitement and roughly rammed his cock inside Namrata.
Ahhhhhhh! Ohhhhh maaaaaaaaa... cries of pleasure filled the room ... It was going to be a very long night for Shipra and Namrata...
End of Chapter 9: The 9 inch Magic Wand: Part 2
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