In a room full of short skirts and one-piece dresses, she was a little black skirt and a silver halter top. It was this outfit that barely managed to cover her anywhere, which caught their eyes. As was typical of them, they waited for a while before they approached her. They wanted her to get a little tipsy first, which greatly increased their chances of scoring. And it was a little while later that they walked towards her.
Mahima was dancing slowly on the floor; Pawan and Tarun started to dance on each side of her. She liked the attention she was getting from the two hot dudes. Coupled with that, the vodka she’d been drinking also started to have an effect she liked. Mahima loved to dance, but that wasn’t the only reason why she went to house parties, she loved to hook up as well. Relationships were something that she had no interest in. Guys, she believed, were good for only one thing and that too for a short while.
The three of them danced for a short time without any contact. Mahima never initiated contact; she always waited for the man to be man enough to do that. That didn’t take long to happen. Tarun started to become a little brazen and came closer to her. He bent down in front of her and kissed her quickly on her exposed shoulder. Mahima didn’t object and Tarun continued to kiss her as they danced together.
Pawan, unlike Tarun, wasn’t interested in wasting time. He’d been looking for some action all evening and now that an opportunity had presented itself, he wasn’t about to wait. He pulled Mahima by the arm and took her to a nearby couch.
“Hey,” she said, but didn’t resist. She liked a man who took charge.
Pawan sat her down and then pulled up her top. She tried to pull her top back down to cover her now bare breasts, but now Tarun was also beside her on the couch, holding the top up and keeping her pressed against the back of the couch. She giggled as Pawan bent down and took her left nipple into his mouth for a moment. She squealed and pushed his head away. Tarun also did the same to her other nipple. She giggled even more and half-heartedly pushed him away as well.
“Guys, please,” Mahima said, but didn’t try to pull her top down this time. The guys leaned in and both began to suck on her nipples at the same time. Mahima was stunned at their brassy assault. She was conscious about being in the middle of someone’s house, but the pleasure was too much to care about modesty. Mahima sat there between them, squirming, one hand on each of their heads.
She tensed and wriggled her body between them on the couch and softly kept moaning out “Ahhh, stop” and “No. don’t,” The guys continued their sucking. She managed to get Pawan off of her left nipple for a moment using both hands to push his head, but Tarun continued licking the other one. She turned towards him and moved both hands to push his head away, but then Pawan was free to do what he was doing earlier. As this went on, the sexual jolts slowly exhausted her and she finally gave up trying to push their heads away.
The sucking was arousing her and as it went on longer, her eyes closed and her mouth opened; she thought less and less about where she was. She laid her head back onto the couch, turning it slowly to the left and the right, becoming momentarily lost in the pleasure.
Pawan relished the feel of her naked nipple in his mouth, getting harder and harder. He loved the way she moaned and writhed her body. She kept her hands lightly on the top of their heads and breathed more heavily as this went on. Her nipples were becoming more and more sensitive the longer they were stimulated. This double assault simply overwhelmed whatever embarrassment she may have had. She didn’t know which way to turn, which breast, which nipple to focus on. It felt like sensual flames were running through her nipples into her chest and to her very core.
Tarun also kept at his task, feeling this girl beneath his mouth, smelling her perfume mingled with her excitement. She was responding well. He reached up, pulled her hand from his head and held it; their fingers intermingled, holding hands with her like a boyfriend. Her chest swayed back and forth, pulling back from his mouth, but never getting away from it, and then pushing forward to the origin of her torment.
She began to softly cry, a cry of deep pleasure, a cry of being carried away by the overpowering feelings. Mahima was beyond speech and almost beyond thought. What they were doing to her was too much for her to resist. Pawan stopped sucking for a moment. Tarun felt his movement back and stopped as well. They looked at each other and smiled. Mahima had her eyes closed and was breathing heavily.
The guys nodded to each other and resumed their sucking of her still exposed, rigid nipples. The sensation to Mahima was so intense that once she felt the shock of their mouths again, all she was able to utter was a moan and her brain went back into its cloud.
Finally, the guys stopped together. Mahima sat there gasping, stunned, unable to move, her top still around her neck, her breasts still exposed, her nipples quite erect and obviously aroused.
“Pawan, it’s your turn,” Tarun said. “You take her.”
Pawan pulled her up by her arms onto wobbly legs, led her readily into one of the bedrooms and closed the door. Mahima sat demurely on the bed. Pawan turned to her and asked her to undress. The sexed-up brunette stood up and quickly got rid of her top and skirt. Her wavy hair now fell on her bare shoulders and she wiggled her hips slightly to get her panties past her curves. Once she was naked, Pawan unzipped his denims and removed them. Mahima’s eyes fell on his cock and she grinned. It was long and thick and sexy.
Without being told, she laid down on the bed. Pawan crawled between her legs and looked at her tiny pussy. He smiled, knowing how tight she would be. Mahima looked up at him and lay completely on her back. Her beautiful thighs were open and her tits lay on her chest proudly. Pawan knelt between her legs with his cock jutting from his torso. He lay over her and she felt his thick penis at the opening to her vagina. He pushed into her and she cried out.
Mahima could feel her pussy open to the rock-hard invading penis. He hovered over her and she looked between their bodies. He wasn’t even a third of the way in! She turned her blue eyes to his dark ones. The look in his eyes was that of an animal about to take its carnal lust out on its prey. He held himself above her with one stiff arm while the other hand went to her naked breast and began to squeeze it. Her nipple stiffened in his palm.
Pawan reached both arms around her legs and moved them up against her body. She was now doubled over in two, with her vagina completely open to his thrusts. His free hand immediately went back to her fleshy breast. He took the tender bud of her nipple and rubbed it between his forefinger and thumb. It stiffened into a rubbery hard erection.
Mahima felt a sudden surge of excitement rush through her taut belly. Still trying to get his cock completely within the tight vagina, Pawan bent over and kissed her neck. Mahima felt his hot breath on her neck and ear. She could feel her pussy beginning to moisten very quickly. His free hand went to her chin and moved her face towards his. Her open mouth soon had his tongue inside her. His kisses were wet and loud and of a passionate type. When her tongue touched his, there was a very erotic sensation that shot through her young body.
Pawan’s lips moved back to her ears and neck. Her mouth was open wide and she breathed heavily, groaning with each of his thrusts. Her naked thighs were spread and her little feet, which were over their bodies, showed how utterly complete the fucking was. She didn’t try in any way to deprive him of the fuck they both wanted.
She moaned as her body began to convulse with wild thrills of excitement beneath him. She didn’t have any strength left to fight the ecstasy that slowly took over her body. The man’s fucking was whipping her body into a passionate frenzy. He was driving her insane. Pawan looked down at the beautiful babe when her hands moved to his back. Her fingernails gently dug into his skin. He bent forward while he fucked her and kissed her again. His kiss was met by her darting little tongue.
Pawan felt Mahima’s pussy quivering around his dick. Mahima began to wantonly pump her ass and pussy up against the man’s driving cock. The pounding was making both of them perspire in the warm room and their skin became slick with sweat. Pawan pulled his mouth from hers and dropped his lips again to her breasts. Her nipples were swollen and tender. He took one of them into his mouth and sucked hard as her whole body shook in orgasm. Her naked thighs flexed and shook. Her feet and toes pointed straight out from her legs and she pounded the man’s cock as he fucked her.
As her orgasm subsided, Pawan moved up from on top of her. She looked at his sweat covered torso as he withdrew his cock from her pussy. “Turn over,” he commanded. Mahima obeyed his order. Slowly, she rolled over and felt him get between her calves. She got on her hands and knees and reached between her soft thighs to take his manhood into her hand. She directed the head to the entrance of her pussy and waited for him to push in. He did not.
Sensing what he wanted, she pushed her pussy back against his rigid manhood and felt it slip inside her. It was still a very tight fit, but her pussy was soaked now. Mahima worked her pussy back until she felt his pubic hair. She began to work her pussy on his cock. Mahima tried to quicken her pace but it was a clumsy effort. She was exhausted from the orgasm she had just experienced.
Pawan hunched over her and took both of her soft breasts into his hands. Getting a good fucking grip on her, he began to drive his penis into her in quick short bursts. Mahima spread her feet wider and arched her ass up into the air. She put her head and upper body down on the mattress. She felt him push his big, muscular frame at her hips and thighs. Mahima felt him begin to fuck her harder.
Pawan looked at the perfectly shaped ass and knew that he was close too. Her ass was up in the air and she knew there was no way that he could thrust any harder into her pussy than he already was. Pawan took a handful of her hair and pulled her head up off the mattress. Pawan knew that he had to cum now or he would die! His body stiffened behind Mahima and she heard him grunt.
She knew his grunts signalled his climax and she placed a hand against the side of his thigh as he exploded within her. The cum shot deep down into her as her pussy contracted around his manhood. He gripped her buttocks and soft, curvy hips gently as he came down from his climax.
Mahima was completely taken by his climax and collapsed on her stomach on the mattress. Pawan fell with her and on top of her. Her beautiful legs were stretched widely and he lay atop her with his legs inside the V created by hers. His frame felt heavy on top of her, but Mahima made no effort to get him off of her. His cock was still semi-rigid and in her grasping vagina.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Pawan pushed himself away from on top of her. “Should I send Tarun in?” he asked. “Tell him to come in with a bottle of water,” she replied.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/j608eg/the_party