Adultery Wife with friend

[samanthasam]

Ram's tongue danced along the edges of Priya's folds, tracing the slick contours without delving deeper, each pass sending jolts through her core. He alternated between broad laps that coated his chin in her juices and quick flicks against her swollen clit, keeping her teetering on the edge. From behind, Ravi's fingers kneaded her ass cheeks, spreading them occasionally to expose her puckered hole to the air, his breath warm against her neck as he murmured, 'Feel that, Priya? Your body's opening up for us, begging without words.'

She whimpered, her arms still raised high, the position making her armpits a constant target. Ravi's mouth latched onto one again, sucking the salty skin with wet, smacking sounds that mingled with Ram's slurps below. The dual assault had her thighs trembling, muscles clenching as she fought the urge to lower her arms and grab them both. 'Don't stop... gods, it's too much,' she panted, her voice breaking on a sob of pleasure.

Ram pulled back slightly, his lips glistening as he looked up at her, eyes gleaming with mischief. 'Too much? We're just getting started, akka. Your pussy's dripping onto the floor—want me to clean it up with my tongue?' He demonstrated by leaning in to suckle her inner labia, drawing one between his teeth gently, tugging until she gasped. His fingers joined the play, two of them sliding along her slit, parting the wetness to circle her entrance without pushing inside. The teasing pressure built an ache deep within her, her hips bucking involuntarily for more.

Ravi chuckled darkly, his free hand snaking around to pinch her nipple harder, twisting it until she arched. 'Look at her, Ram—tits heaving, armpits slick from our mouths. She's ours to play with.' He switched to her other armpit, tongue probing the sensitive fold, lapping up the fresh sheen of sweat mixed with her arousal's scent. The ticklish yet erotic sensation made her squirm, her pussy clenching around nothing as Ram's fingers dipped just inside her, coating themselves before withdrawing to smear the slickness over her clit.

Priya's mind reeled, fragments of resistance surfacing only to drown in the flood of sensation. 'Ravi... we shouldn't... but it feels...' Her words trailed off into a moan as Ram's thumb pressed firmly on her clit, rubbing in slow circles while his tongue returned to her thigh, biting the soft flesh hard enough to leave a mark. The pain mingled with pleasure, sharpening everything. She felt exposed, vulnerable in the cramped space, boxes pressing against her back, the air thick with their combined musk.

Encouraged by her sounds, Ram rose to his knees, his face level with her breasts now. He captured one nipple in his mouth, sucking deeply while his hand continued its torment below, fingers tracing her perineum toward her ass. 'These nipples are so hard, akka—like little peaks begging to be climbed.' He grazed his teeth over the bud, then soothed it with his tongue, all while watching her face contort in ecstasy. Ravi mirrored him from the side, his mouth leaving her armpit to claim the other breast, both men feasting on her chest as their hands roamed lower.

Ravi's fingers joined Ram's at her core, one slipping alongside to rub her clit while Ram focused on her entrance, the two digits pressing together at her opening, stretching the rim slightly before pulling back. 'Imagine what it'll feel like when we both fill you,' Ravi whispered, his cock throbbing against her backside, the fabric barrier a frustrating tease. Priya's body responded with a gush of wetness, her pussy fluttering at the thought, even as her mind whispered warnings.

She lowered her arms finally, unable to hold them up any longer, wrapping one around Ravi's neck and the other tangling in Ram's hair, pulling them closer. 'More... touch me deeper,' she begged, the words slipping out unbidden. Ram obliged by sliding one finger fully inside her, the intrusion slow and deliberate, curling to stroke her inner walls. He pumped it lazily, adding a second when she clenched around the first, his thumb never leaving her clit.

Ravi's hand ventured to her armpit again, fingers tracing the damp hollow while his mouth sucked bruises into her shoulder. 'That's it, let go. Your armpits are so sensitive—every lick makes your pussy tighten.' He proved it by dipping his head to swipe his tongue there once more, the action syncing with Ram's thrusts, building a rhythm that had her keening. The storeroom seemed to shrink around them, the world narrowing to their hands, mouths, and her quivering form.

But they eased off just as her breaths hitched toward climax, Ram withdrawing his fingers with a wet pop, bringing them to her lips. 'Taste yourself, Priya. See how ready you are.' She parted her mouth hesitantly, tongue darting out to lick the offered digits, the tangy flavor exploding on her taste buds. Ravi watched, his own hand replacing Ram's to circle her empty pussy, keeping the fire stoked without letting it blaze.

'Not yet,' Ram said, standing to press his body against her front, his erection grinding against her belly through his pants. 'We want you desperate, akka—shaking for our cocks.' He kissed her then, deep and possessive, tongue invading her mouth as Ravi's fingers teased her from behind. Priya melted into it, her body a vessel for their desires, the anticipation coiling tighter with every denied release.