Yesterday, 03:29 PM
Ram broke the kiss, his tongue lingering on Priya's lower lip before pulling back, a string of saliva connecting them briefly. He watched her eyes flutter open, dazed and glassy with lust. 'That's it, akka. Taste yourself on me? No, not yet—but soon.' His fingers pressed firmer against her panties, dipping into the soaked crease, outlining her swollen folds without breaching the barrier. The cotton clung transparently now, molded to her shape, and he traced the seam up to her clit, circling it with deliberate slowness that made her thighs clamp around his wrist instinctively.
Ravi's mouth found her neck again, sucking harder this time, teeth scbanging the tender skin as his fingers mirrored Ram's from behind. He hooked one digit under the panty edge, grazing the bare outer labia, feeling the slick heat directly for the first time. 'Fuck, Priya, you're dripping down your thighs. This pussy wants to be spread open, doesn't it? Ram's gonna lap it all up while I hold you down.' His cock throbbed against her ass, the friction of her subtle shifts grinding her cheeks along its length, but he kept his hips still, letting her movements betray her need.
Priya's breath hitched, a low whine escaping as the dual strokes intensified, their fingertips syncing in a rhythm that had her hips rolling forward into Ram's hand, backward into Ravi's. The stool wobbled slightly under the motion, but Ravi's arm around her waist steadied them. 'Ravi... Ram... we shouldn't be in here like this. The shop—' Her protest dissolved into a gasp when Ram's free hand slid up her side, pushing the blouse higher to expose more of her midriff, his palm flat against the warm skin.
'Forget the shop. No one's coming back here,' Ram growled, his mouth descending to her collarbone, licking a path toward the hollow of her throat. He nipped there, then lower, his lips brushing the swell of her breast above the bra. But instead of going for the obvious, he detoured, lifting her arm once more with gentle insistence. 'Arm up, akka. Let me taste that sweet spot again. It makes you clench so tight around our fingers.' Priya complied without thinking, her elbow bending as she raised it, baring the damp crease of her armpit to the dim light.
Ravi took the opportunity, his nose nuzzling into the exposed area first, inhaling the musky tang before his tongue followed, flat and broad, stroking from the edge of her ribcage upward. The sensation was electric, a shiver racing down her spine straight to her core, making her pussy flutter against their teasing digits. 'Mmm, salty and perfect. Your armpits get so sensitive when you're aroused—look how it makes your nipples poke through that bra.' He sucked lightly on the tender skin, his teeth grazing without biting, while his fingers below delved a fraction deeper under the panties, the tip of one brushing her entrance but not entering, just collecting her wetness to slick the touch.
Ram joined in, his mouth watering at the sight. He leaned across her body, tongue darting out to lap at the other armpit—Ravi had guided her other arm up now, both hollows exposed like offerings. Ram's licks were hungrier, swirling in circles that had Priya arching her back, pressing her breasts forward. 'God, akka, this skin... so soft, so responsive. Every flick here echoes right to your clit, doesn't it?' His hand abandoned her thigh to pinch her nipple through the bra, twisting it sharply to punctuate his words, drawing a sharp cry from her lips.
Priya's body betrayed her fully now, legs splaying wider on Ravi's lap, her panties tugged aside just enough for their fingers to glide along her bare slit. No penetration yet, but the direct contact—Ravi's thumb on her perineum, Ram's on her clit—sent jolts of pleasure radiating outward. Sweat beaded on her skin, mixing with the saliva they left on her armpits, the combined assault overwhelming her senses. 'Oh... it's too much. I feel like I'm going to... please, don't stop,' she moaned, her hands clutching at their shoulders, nails digging in as the tension coiled low in her belly.
Ravi pulled his mouth from her armpit with a wet pop, lips shiny, and captured her earlobe between his teeth. 'Don't stop? Good. We're just getting started. Imagine when we finally slide inside—Ram's cock stretching your pussy while I claim your ass.' His words painted vivid pictures, his fingers pressing harder against her hole, the muscle yielding slightly under the pressure but not allowing entry. Ram's tongue delved deeper into the armpit opposite, sucking the flesh as if it were her most intimate spot, his free hand kneading her breast, pushing the bra cup down to expose one dark nipple to the air.
He latched onto it immediately, sucking hard while his fingers rubbed her clit in tight, fast circles. Priya's hips bucked wildly, the storeroom echoing with her whimpers and the slick sounds of their touches. The armpit play continued intermittently—licks and kisses alternating with the core stimulation—keeping her on the edge, body trembling, pussy clenching around nothing as the anticipation built to a fever pitch. Release hovered just out of reach, the men's control absolute, drawing out every quiver, every plea, until she was lost in the haze of their dominance.
Priya's pleas grew more desperate, her voice a husky whisper that echoed off the cluttered shelves. 'Please... I need... more,' she gasped, her hips grinding against their hands in a rhythm she couldn't control. Ravi's fingers circled her entrance teasingly, the tip dipping just inside the slick opening before withdrawing, coated in her arousal. He brought it to his lips, sucking it clean with a deliberate slurp that made her cheeks burn. 'Taste so fucking good, Priya. Ram, you gotta try this.'
Ram's eyes darkened with hunger as he withdrew his fingers from her clit, strings of her wetness stretching between them. He leaned in, capturing Ravi's offered digit between his lips, tongue swirling around it while maintaining eye contact with Priya. The sight sent a fresh wave of heat through her, her pussy throbbing emptily. 'Mmm, akka, you're like honey. Sweet and addictive.' His free hand trailed back down, but instead of returning to her core, he hooked his fingers into the waistband of her panties, tugging them down her thighs inch by inch. The fabric peeled away from her soaked skin, exposing her fully to the cool air of the storeroom.
Ravi shifted beneath her, his cock straining against his pants as he helped Ram slide the panties off completely, bunching them at her ankles. Now bare, her pussy lips glistened, swollen and parted slightly from the earlier attention. Ram's gaze locked there, his breath hot against her inner thigh as he knelt between her legs, spreading them wider with firm hands. 'Look at that pretty pussy, all pink and wet for us. But not yet—first, let's make you beg properly.' He blew a stream of air directly onto her clit, watching it twitch in response, then licked a slow stripe up her inner thigh, stopping just short of her folds.
From behind, Ravi's hands roamed upward, pushing her blouse and bra higher until her breasts spilled free, heavy and flushed. He cupped them roughly, thumbs flicking the hardened nipples, pinching and rolling them until she arched into his touch. 'These tits are begging to be sucked, aren't they? Ram, come here—share with me.' But Ram shook his head, his mouth ghosting over her thigh, teeth grazing the sensitive flesh. 'In a minute. I want to hear her whine first.' He nuzzled closer, his nose brushing her outer labia, inhaling deeply. 'Smells like pure sex, akka. Your arousal is driving me crazy.'
Priya's arms trembled as she held them up, the armpit exposure leaving her feeling utterly vulnerable. Ravi noticed, his mouth returning to one hollow, tongue lapping at the damp skin in long, languid strokes. The dual sensations—his licks there and Ram's proximity below—had her squirming, her pussy clenching visibly. 'Ravi... that spot... it makes everything feel so intense,' she moaned, her free hand tangling in his hair, pulling him closer even as shame flickered in her eyes.
Encouraged, Ravi sucked harder on the tender crease, his teeth nibbling lightly while one hand descended to part her ass cheeks, a finger circling her tight rear entrance without pressure. 'Yeah? Your armpits are like a direct line to your holes. Lick here, and your pussy and ass both pulse for us.' Ram mirrored the armpit attention on the other side, rising slightly to drag his tongue across it while his fingers traced feather-light patterns along her pussy lips, spreading them open to expose her clit fully. He flicked it once with his thumb, then twice, each touch sending sparks up her spine.
Her body was a live wire now, every nerve alight. Legs quivering, she pressed her thighs against Ram's shoulders, urging him closer, but he resisted, content to tease the edges—dipping a finger into her entrance shallowly, then pulling out to rub the wetness along her perineum. 'Tell us what you want, Priya. Say it—beg for our tongues on your pussy, our fingers deeper.' Ravi's words were hot against her ear, his cock nudging insistently between her cheeks as he rocked subtly.
'I... I want your mouths... everywhere. Lick me, please... make me cum,' she finally whimpered, the admission breaking free as her resistance shattered under the onslaught. Ram grinned wickedly, lowering his head at last, his tongue extending to lap flat against her clit in one broad stroke. The contact was electric, her hips jerking forward as pleasure exploded outward. Ravi joined the feast from behind, his fingers spreading her wider for Ram while his mouth returned to her armpit, sucking and licking in time with Ram's tongue.
Ram's licks grew bolder, circling her clit before delving lower to trace her folds, tasting every inch without fully penetrating. He sucked her clit gently between his lips, humming vibrations against it, while two fingers pressed at her entrance, sliding in just the first knuckle before retreating. Priya's moans filled the room, her body undulating between them—forward into Ram's mouth, backward onto Ravi's lap. Sweat slicked her skin, her armpits glistening from their attentions, the combined stimulation pushing her relentlessly toward the brink.
But they held her there, slowing whenever her breaths quickened too much, drawing out the torment. Ravi's hand replaced Ram's briefly, fingering her shallowly while Ram stood to kiss her deeply, sharing her taste on his tongue. 'Soon, akka. We'll fill you up—but first, let's see how many times we can make you shake without letting you tip over.' The promise hung heavy, their touches relentless, her surrender complete in the dim confines of the storeroom.
Ravi's mouth found her neck again, sucking harder this time, teeth scbanging the tender skin as his fingers mirrored Ram's from behind. He hooked one digit under the panty edge, grazing the bare outer labia, feeling the slick heat directly for the first time. 'Fuck, Priya, you're dripping down your thighs. This pussy wants to be spread open, doesn't it? Ram's gonna lap it all up while I hold you down.' His cock throbbed against her ass, the friction of her subtle shifts grinding her cheeks along its length, but he kept his hips still, letting her movements betray her need.
Priya's breath hitched, a low whine escaping as the dual strokes intensified, their fingertips syncing in a rhythm that had her hips rolling forward into Ram's hand, backward into Ravi's. The stool wobbled slightly under the motion, but Ravi's arm around her waist steadied them. 'Ravi... Ram... we shouldn't be in here like this. The shop—' Her protest dissolved into a gasp when Ram's free hand slid up her side, pushing the blouse higher to expose more of her midriff, his palm flat against the warm skin.
'Forget the shop. No one's coming back here,' Ram growled, his mouth descending to her collarbone, licking a path toward the hollow of her throat. He nipped there, then lower, his lips brushing the swell of her breast above the bra. But instead of going for the obvious, he detoured, lifting her arm once more with gentle insistence. 'Arm up, akka. Let me taste that sweet spot again. It makes you clench so tight around our fingers.' Priya complied without thinking, her elbow bending as she raised it, baring the damp crease of her armpit to the dim light.
Ravi took the opportunity, his nose nuzzling into the exposed area first, inhaling the musky tang before his tongue followed, flat and broad, stroking from the edge of her ribcage upward. The sensation was electric, a shiver racing down her spine straight to her core, making her pussy flutter against their teasing digits. 'Mmm, salty and perfect. Your armpits get so sensitive when you're aroused—look how it makes your nipples poke through that bra.' He sucked lightly on the tender skin, his teeth grazing without biting, while his fingers below delved a fraction deeper under the panties, the tip of one brushing her entrance but not entering, just collecting her wetness to slick the touch.
Ram joined in, his mouth watering at the sight. He leaned across her body, tongue darting out to lap at the other armpit—Ravi had guided her other arm up now, both hollows exposed like offerings. Ram's licks were hungrier, swirling in circles that had Priya arching her back, pressing her breasts forward. 'God, akka, this skin... so soft, so responsive. Every flick here echoes right to your clit, doesn't it?' His hand abandoned her thigh to pinch her nipple through the bra, twisting it sharply to punctuate his words, drawing a sharp cry from her lips.
Priya's body betrayed her fully now, legs splaying wider on Ravi's lap, her panties tugged aside just enough for their fingers to glide along her bare slit. No penetration yet, but the direct contact—Ravi's thumb on her perineum, Ram's on her clit—sent jolts of pleasure radiating outward. Sweat beaded on her skin, mixing with the saliva they left on her armpits, the combined assault overwhelming her senses. 'Oh... it's too much. I feel like I'm going to... please, don't stop,' she moaned, her hands clutching at their shoulders, nails digging in as the tension coiled low in her belly.
Ravi pulled his mouth from her armpit with a wet pop, lips shiny, and captured her earlobe between his teeth. 'Don't stop? Good. We're just getting started. Imagine when we finally slide inside—Ram's cock stretching your pussy while I claim your ass.' His words painted vivid pictures, his fingers pressing harder against her hole, the muscle yielding slightly under the pressure but not allowing entry. Ram's tongue delved deeper into the armpit opposite, sucking the flesh as if it were her most intimate spot, his free hand kneading her breast, pushing the bra cup down to expose one dark nipple to the air.
He latched onto it immediately, sucking hard while his fingers rubbed her clit in tight, fast circles. Priya's hips bucked wildly, the storeroom echoing with her whimpers and the slick sounds of their touches. The armpit play continued intermittently—licks and kisses alternating with the core stimulation—keeping her on the edge, body trembling, pussy clenching around nothing as the anticipation built to a fever pitch. Release hovered just out of reach, the men's control absolute, drawing out every quiver, every plea, until she was lost in the haze of their dominance.
Priya's pleas grew more desperate, her voice a husky whisper that echoed off the cluttered shelves. 'Please... I need... more,' she gasped, her hips grinding against their hands in a rhythm she couldn't control. Ravi's fingers circled her entrance teasingly, the tip dipping just inside the slick opening before withdrawing, coated in her arousal. He brought it to his lips, sucking it clean with a deliberate slurp that made her cheeks burn. 'Taste so fucking good, Priya. Ram, you gotta try this.'
Ram's eyes darkened with hunger as he withdrew his fingers from her clit, strings of her wetness stretching between them. He leaned in, capturing Ravi's offered digit between his lips, tongue swirling around it while maintaining eye contact with Priya. The sight sent a fresh wave of heat through her, her pussy throbbing emptily. 'Mmm, akka, you're like honey. Sweet and addictive.' His free hand trailed back down, but instead of returning to her core, he hooked his fingers into the waistband of her panties, tugging them down her thighs inch by inch. The fabric peeled away from her soaked skin, exposing her fully to the cool air of the storeroom.
Ravi shifted beneath her, his cock straining against his pants as he helped Ram slide the panties off completely, bunching them at her ankles. Now bare, her pussy lips glistened, swollen and parted slightly from the earlier attention. Ram's gaze locked there, his breath hot against her inner thigh as he knelt between her legs, spreading them wider with firm hands. 'Look at that pretty pussy, all pink and wet for us. But not yet—first, let's make you beg properly.' He blew a stream of air directly onto her clit, watching it twitch in response, then licked a slow stripe up her inner thigh, stopping just short of her folds.
From behind, Ravi's hands roamed upward, pushing her blouse and bra higher until her breasts spilled free, heavy and flushed. He cupped them roughly, thumbs flicking the hardened nipples, pinching and rolling them until she arched into his touch. 'These tits are begging to be sucked, aren't they? Ram, come here—share with me.' But Ram shook his head, his mouth ghosting over her thigh, teeth grazing the sensitive flesh. 'In a minute. I want to hear her whine first.' He nuzzled closer, his nose brushing her outer labia, inhaling deeply. 'Smells like pure sex, akka. Your arousal is driving me crazy.'
Priya's arms trembled as she held them up, the armpit exposure leaving her feeling utterly vulnerable. Ravi noticed, his mouth returning to one hollow, tongue lapping at the damp skin in long, languid strokes. The dual sensations—his licks there and Ram's proximity below—had her squirming, her pussy clenching visibly. 'Ravi... that spot... it makes everything feel so intense,' she moaned, her free hand tangling in his hair, pulling him closer even as shame flickered in her eyes.
Encouraged, Ravi sucked harder on the tender crease, his teeth nibbling lightly while one hand descended to part her ass cheeks, a finger circling her tight rear entrance without pressure. 'Yeah? Your armpits are like a direct line to your holes. Lick here, and your pussy and ass both pulse for us.' Ram mirrored the armpit attention on the other side, rising slightly to drag his tongue across it while his fingers traced feather-light patterns along her pussy lips, spreading them open to expose her clit fully. He flicked it once with his thumb, then twice, each touch sending sparks up her spine.
Her body was a live wire now, every nerve alight. Legs quivering, she pressed her thighs against Ram's shoulders, urging him closer, but he resisted, content to tease the edges—dipping a finger into her entrance shallowly, then pulling out to rub the wetness along her perineum. 'Tell us what you want, Priya. Say it—beg for our tongues on your pussy, our fingers deeper.' Ravi's words were hot against her ear, his cock nudging insistently between her cheeks as he rocked subtly.
'I... I want your mouths... everywhere. Lick me, please... make me cum,' she finally whimpered, the admission breaking free as her resistance shattered under the onslaught. Ram grinned wickedly, lowering his head at last, his tongue extending to lap flat against her clit in one broad stroke. The contact was electric, her hips jerking forward as pleasure exploded outward. Ravi joined the feast from behind, his fingers spreading her wider for Ram while his mouth returned to her armpit, sucking and licking in time with Ram's tongue.
Ram's licks grew bolder, circling her clit before delving lower to trace her folds, tasting every inch without fully penetrating. He sucked her clit gently between his lips, humming vibrations against it, while two fingers pressed at her entrance, sliding in just the first knuckle before retreating. Priya's moans filled the room, her body undulating between them—forward into Ram's mouth, backward onto Ravi's lap. Sweat slicked her skin, her armpits glistening from their attentions, the combined stimulation pushing her relentlessly toward the brink.
But they held her there, slowing whenever her breaths quickened too much, drawing out the torment. Ravi's hand replaced Ram's briefly, fingering her shallowly while Ram stood to kiss her deeply, sharing her taste on his tongue. 'Soon, akka. We'll fill you up—but first, let's see how many times we can make you shake without letting you tip over.' The promise hung heavy, their touches relentless, her surrender complete in the dim confines of the storeroom.
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