31-03-2026, 01:44 PM
We were still watching from the window.
Sandy had gone inside — holding Alok’s wrist, her walk still swaying gracefully, like a flower floating in the breeze.
Now only David and Vishal were left standing on the balcony — with their backs to us.
Their backs were broad, shoulders heavy.
Both had big, thick asses — one dark, the other brownish.
Covered in thick, curly black hair.
Their legs were slightly spread — like they were standing in a power pose.
And in the gap between their legs… the heads of both their cocks were peeking out.
David’s — thick, heavy, purple head, hanging down but still half-hard.
Vishal’s — long, thick, round head, hanging downward from its own weight.
Both cocks looked so heavy that even without clothes they hung low — like heavy fruit dangling from a branch.
With every small movement, they swayed slightly — heavy, weighty, real.
My cock… no one could ever guess its size from behind.
My small, light, foreskin-covered one — from the back, no one would even notice it was there.
No glimpse.
No weight.
After Sandy and Alok went inside, my mind was no longer on the balcony.
My entire focus was now on Neha.
I held her shoulders — gently but firmly.
I tried to turn her toward the bed — a small gesture, “Come on… let’s go to the bed…”
But Neha didn’t move.
She stood frozen in place.
Her breathing was still fast, but now coming in short, broken gasps.
Her eyes remained fixed on the balcony — even after Alok had taken Sandy away.
She was in shock.
My cock was already out — hard, throbbing, standing straight.
Her eyes were still glued to the balcony.
I brought my mouth close to her ear and whispered — my voice heavy, warm, but very soft.
“What happened, baby… come on… let’s go to the bed.
Look… my cock… it’s so hard.
I want to fuck you… right now… right now.”
Her face was slightly flushed, lips parted, eyes half-closed — as if she was still replaying the scene in her mind.
She had stayed with me all this time — watching Sandy, holding my cock, my fingers on her pussy.
She never stopped.
She never said, “Enough.”
She was with me — completely.
It was curiosity — but she was with me.
If I forced her to the bed now… or pulled her gaze away from the window… she might think I was only interested in Sandy.
In Sandy’s body.
In Sandy’s game.
Not in her.
Not in us.
Now both — David and Vishal — were leaning against the railing, exactly the way Sandy had been earlier.
David was completely naked — his cock still half-hard, hanging down.
Vishal still had his T-shirt on, but nothing below — his cock also out, heavy and hanging.
Both had their legs slightly apart.
There was a moment of silence.
Then… they looked at each other.
And burst out laughing — a deep, heavy, friendly laugh.
David raised his hand — high-five.
Vishal did the same.
Their hands slapped loudly — a sharp, echoing sound.
“High-five!”
Vishal placed his hands on the railing, shook his head and laughed loudly — a deep, heavy laugh that echoed all the way to our room.
“Motherfucker… we got KLPD (blue balls)… it was so much fun, yaar!”
David also laughed — his laughter had that dirty, satisfied tone.
He held his still half-hard cock, shook it lightly, and said with a yellow-toothed grin:
“Hahaha… yeah man… no problem… in 1-2 hours… she’ll be all ours.”
“Arre, let her take some rest, you idiot… the bitch has been awake since last night.”
“Hmm… and now Alok bhai will really tire her out… but yaar… honestly… such fresh meat… she’s amazing.”
David and Vishal were now standing with their backs against the railing — but facing toward us.
Vishal started speaking first — his voice still filled with laughter, but dirty and heavy.
“Motherfucker… remember last night’s scene?
Sandy was filled from all sides… you put it in her mouth, I was in her pussy… Alok bhai in her ass.
Three cocks at the same time… that slut was screaming, but moaning ‘more… harder’.”
David laughed —
He held his cock lightly and stroked it up and down — as if it was getting hard again just from the memory.
“Yeah yaar… her breasts… they were so perfect.
I held them with both hands — round, heavy, but so soft they were slipping out of my grip.
Her nipples were rock hard… when I pinched them she screamed ‘Aaahh… yes…’
Then I took one in my mouth — sucked it, bit it… she trembled.
Didn’t you see?
Her pussy was squeezing my cock… like it was begging ‘deeper… harder’.”
Vishal laughed even louder.
“And your cock on her face… it looked so fucking sexy, yaar.
Neha was still turned toward the window — her eyes fixed on the balcony, as if she had forgotten to blink.
She was watching every movement — the way David and Vishal’s cocks swayed lightly whenever they talked about Sandy.
Their words were echoing in her ears — last night’s scene, the feeling of Sandy’s breasts, David tapping his cock on her face, three cocks at once.
I was standing right in front of her — her eyes still on the balcony, but her body right in front of me.
I placed my lips on her neck — slowly, breathing hot air on her skin.
I kissed her neck — one after another, lightly licking with my tongue.
Her breath hitched.
Her chest was rising and falling — fast, irregular.
I slowly started moving downward.
Her breasts were exposed — fair, round, nipples hard and slightly chilled by the air.
I took one breast into my mouth — sucked it, swirled my tongue, gently bit the nipple with my teeth.
A soft moan escaped Neha — very quiet, but deep.
“Aaahh… Sam…”
But now Neha’s attention was completely on those two cocks.
She was listening.
“Last night… in her mouth… three cocks… she was screaming…”
“Her pussy… so tight… juices were flowing…”
She was discovering a world she had never imagined existed.
Dirty. Shameless. Free.
My mouth now reached her navel.
I licked her navel in circles — applying light pressure.
Her navel was deep, warm, soft.
I gave it proper attention — pushing my tongue inside, licking, sucking.
Slowly… I hooked my fingers into the waistband of her panties.
I slid them down — slowly but steadily.
Her panties slipped down her thighs — her pussy now completely exposed.
Wet, swollen, clit glistening.
I dropped to my knees in front of her — her pussy right in front of my mouth.
Neha’s thighs were still trembling lightly.
Without saying a word, she spread her legs a little wider — just a small movement.
Her pussy was now fully in front of me — wet, swollen, clit shining.
Her scent filled my nose — warm, sweet, her own.
Her eyes were still fixed on the balcony — she was watching, she was listening.
Vishal reached out and tried to remove the fancy woman’s goggles from David’s face.
“Motherfucker… take off these goggles… you look like an idiot.”
David laughed and pushed his hand away — the goggles still on his eyes.
“How many days has it been since we got such fresh meat… remember?”
“Yeah yaar… but… remember the last one? That Kashmiri couple?”
Vishal laughed loudly — his laughter echoed.
“Aaahh… that Kashmiri girl… Sameer and his newlywed wife.
Our cook’s new daughter-in-law… how Alok bhai caught them.
Both so fair and smooth… both with big innocent eyes… like no one had ever touched them.”
David held his cock lightly — it twitched.
“Yeah… and both of them together… sucking my cock.
Husband and wife… at the same time… licking my cock with their tongues.
That wife… so fair and delicate… and Sameer, her husband… licking from below… tongue on my balls.
Motherfucker… I’ll never forget that scene.”
“Yeah brother… when husband and wife both suck one cock… the fun doubles.”
“Motherfucker… Alok bhai really knows how to use a woman.”
Vishal gave David a light, friendly punch on the shoulder — not too hard, but enough to make David’s body shake.
“You fat motherfucker… because of you, that couple left our building… you didn’t leave them alone even for one night after their wedding… you were there every night… now that innocent wife must think this is how it works in the big city.”
Neha’s fingers were tangled in my hair — slowly but tightly.
She was pulling me lower — without saying a word, just with gestures.
Her thighs were pressing against my shoulders.
I was on my knees — her pussy right in front of my mouth.
I slid two fingers inside — wet, hot, they went in easily.
I moved my fingers in and out — slowly at first, then faster, deeper and deeper.
Her pussy was clenching around my fingers — juices flowing, dripping onto my palm.
I brought out my tongue — placed it on her clit, circling, gently sucking.
“Motherfucker… but this Sandy is a jackpot… my dick just doesn’t get enough of her.
Is she in the room right now?
Come on… let’s go see… how Alok bhai is fucking her.”
David laughed, flashing his teeth.
“They must have gone… motherfucker, their bed is probably soaked with sweat, cum, and piss… completely wet.
Those people… they might have moved to the suite by now.”
Sandy had gone inside — holding Alok’s wrist, her walk still swaying gracefully, like a flower floating in the breeze.
Now only David and Vishal were left standing on the balcony — with their backs to us.
Their backs were broad, shoulders heavy.
Both had big, thick asses — one dark, the other brownish.
Covered in thick, curly black hair.
Their legs were slightly spread — like they were standing in a power pose.
And in the gap between their legs… the heads of both their cocks were peeking out.
David’s — thick, heavy, purple head, hanging down but still half-hard.
Vishal’s — long, thick, round head, hanging downward from its own weight.
Both cocks looked so heavy that even without clothes they hung low — like heavy fruit dangling from a branch.
With every small movement, they swayed slightly — heavy, weighty, real.
My cock… no one could ever guess its size from behind.
My small, light, foreskin-covered one — from the back, no one would even notice it was there.
No glimpse.
No weight.
After Sandy and Alok went inside, my mind was no longer on the balcony.
My entire focus was now on Neha.
I held her shoulders — gently but firmly.
I tried to turn her toward the bed — a small gesture, “Come on… let’s go to the bed…”
But Neha didn’t move.
She stood frozen in place.
Her breathing was still fast, but now coming in short, broken gasps.
Her eyes remained fixed on the balcony — even after Alok had taken Sandy away.
She was in shock.
My cock was already out — hard, throbbing, standing straight.
Her eyes were still glued to the balcony.
I brought my mouth close to her ear and whispered — my voice heavy, warm, but very soft.
“What happened, baby… come on… let’s go to the bed.
Look… my cock… it’s so hard.
I want to fuck you… right now… right now.”
Her face was slightly flushed, lips parted, eyes half-closed — as if she was still replaying the scene in her mind.
She had stayed with me all this time — watching Sandy, holding my cock, my fingers on her pussy.
She never stopped.
She never said, “Enough.”
She was with me — completely.
It was curiosity — but she was with me.
If I forced her to the bed now… or pulled her gaze away from the window… she might think I was only interested in Sandy.
In Sandy’s body.
In Sandy’s game.
Not in her.
Not in us.
Now both — David and Vishal — were leaning against the railing, exactly the way Sandy had been earlier.
David was completely naked — his cock still half-hard, hanging down.
Vishal still had his T-shirt on, but nothing below — his cock also out, heavy and hanging.
Both had their legs slightly apart.
There was a moment of silence.
Then… they looked at each other.
And burst out laughing — a deep, heavy, friendly laugh.
David raised his hand — high-five.
Vishal did the same.
Their hands slapped loudly — a sharp, echoing sound.
“High-five!”
Vishal placed his hands on the railing, shook his head and laughed loudly — a deep, heavy laugh that echoed all the way to our room.
“Motherfucker… we got KLPD (blue balls)… it was so much fun, yaar!”
David also laughed — his laughter had that dirty, satisfied tone.
He held his still half-hard cock, shook it lightly, and said with a yellow-toothed grin:
“Hahaha… yeah man… no problem… in 1-2 hours… she’ll be all ours.”
“Arre, let her take some rest, you idiot… the bitch has been awake since last night.”
“Hmm… and now Alok bhai will really tire her out… but yaar… honestly… such fresh meat… she’s amazing.”
David and Vishal were now standing with their backs against the railing — but facing toward us.
Vishal started speaking first — his voice still filled with laughter, but dirty and heavy.
“Motherfucker… remember last night’s scene?
Sandy was filled from all sides… you put it in her mouth, I was in her pussy… Alok bhai in her ass.
Three cocks at the same time… that slut was screaming, but moaning ‘more… harder’.”
David laughed —
He held his cock lightly and stroked it up and down — as if it was getting hard again just from the memory.
“Yeah yaar… her breasts… they were so perfect.
I held them with both hands — round, heavy, but so soft they were slipping out of my grip.
Her nipples were rock hard… when I pinched them she screamed ‘Aaahh… yes…’
Then I took one in my mouth — sucked it, bit it… she trembled.
Didn’t you see?
Her pussy was squeezing my cock… like it was begging ‘deeper… harder’.”
Vishal laughed even louder.
“And your cock on her face… it looked so fucking sexy, yaar.
Neha was still turned toward the window — her eyes fixed on the balcony, as if she had forgotten to blink.
She was watching every movement — the way David and Vishal’s cocks swayed lightly whenever they talked about Sandy.
Their words were echoing in her ears — last night’s scene, the feeling of Sandy’s breasts, David tapping his cock on her face, three cocks at once.
I was standing right in front of her — her eyes still on the balcony, but her body right in front of me.
I placed my lips on her neck — slowly, breathing hot air on her skin.
I kissed her neck — one after another, lightly licking with my tongue.
Her breath hitched.
Her chest was rising and falling — fast, irregular.
I slowly started moving downward.
Her breasts were exposed — fair, round, nipples hard and slightly chilled by the air.
I took one breast into my mouth — sucked it, swirled my tongue, gently bit the nipple with my teeth.
A soft moan escaped Neha — very quiet, but deep.
“Aaahh… Sam…”
But now Neha’s attention was completely on those two cocks.
She was listening.
“Last night… in her mouth… three cocks… she was screaming…”
“Her pussy… so tight… juices were flowing…”
She was discovering a world she had never imagined existed.
Dirty. Shameless. Free.
My mouth now reached her navel.
I licked her navel in circles — applying light pressure.
Her navel was deep, warm, soft.
I gave it proper attention — pushing my tongue inside, licking, sucking.
Slowly… I hooked my fingers into the waistband of her panties.
I slid them down — slowly but steadily.
Her panties slipped down her thighs — her pussy now completely exposed.
Wet, swollen, clit glistening.
I dropped to my knees in front of her — her pussy right in front of my mouth.
Neha’s thighs were still trembling lightly.
Without saying a word, she spread her legs a little wider — just a small movement.
Her pussy was now fully in front of me — wet, swollen, clit shining.
Her scent filled my nose — warm, sweet, her own.
Her eyes were still fixed on the balcony — she was watching, she was listening.
Vishal reached out and tried to remove the fancy woman’s goggles from David’s face.
“Motherfucker… take off these goggles… you look like an idiot.”
David laughed and pushed his hand away — the goggles still on his eyes.
“How many days has it been since we got such fresh meat… remember?”
“Yeah yaar… but… remember the last one? That Kashmiri couple?”
Vishal laughed loudly — his laughter echoed.
“Aaahh… that Kashmiri girl… Sameer and his newlywed wife.
Our cook’s new daughter-in-law… how Alok bhai caught them.
Both so fair and smooth… both with big innocent eyes… like no one had ever touched them.”
David held his cock lightly — it twitched.
“Yeah… and both of them together… sucking my cock.
Husband and wife… at the same time… licking my cock with their tongues.
That wife… so fair and delicate… and Sameer, her husband… licking from below… tongue on my balls.
Motherfucker… I’ll never forget that scene.”
“Yeah brother… when husband and wife both suck one cock… the fun doubles.”
“Motherfucker… Alok bhai really knows how to use a woman.”
Vishal gave David a light, friendly punch on the shoulder — not too hard, but enough to make David’s body shake.
“You fat motherfucker… because of you, that couple left our building… you didn’t leave them alone even for one night after their wedding… you were there every night… now that innocent wife must think this is how it works in the big city.”
Neha’s fingers were tangled in my hair — slowly but tightly.
She was pulling me lower — without saying a word, just with gestures.
Her thighs were pressing against my shoulders.
I was on my knees — her pussy right in front of my mouth.
I slid two fingers inside — wet, hot, they went in easily.
I moved my fingers in and out — slowly at first, then faster, deeper and deeper.
Her pussy was clenching around my fingers — juices flowing, dripping onto my palm.
I brought out my tongue — placed it on her clit, circling, gently sucking.
“Motherfucker… but this Sandy is a jackpot… my dick just doesn’t get enough of her.
Is she in the room right now?
Come on… let’s go see… how Alok bhai is fucking her.”
David laughed, flashing his teeth.
“They must have gone… motherfucker, their bed is probably soaked with sweat, cum, and piss… completely wet.
Those people… they might have moved to the suite by now.”
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