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Continuing from the previous part. I was completely at a loss of words, my mind scrambling for a way to respond. But Kavya, bold and unwavering, remained effortlessly composed. There wasn’t a flicker of panic in her eyes, no hesitation in her posture.
Instead, she exuded a quiet confidence, as if she had already anticipated this moment and knew exactly how to handle it. I watched her in awe, amazed at how she could stay calm. I struggled even to process what had just happened.
Kavya tilted her head, a slow smirk forming at the corner of her lips.
“You seem upset about this, Preeti…” she said, voice softer now. “Why do you care so much?”
Preeti blinked, caught off guard. “Are you serious? Of course, I care. Your boyfriend—”
“Forget him for a second,” Kavya interrupted, her gaze sharp. “I’m talking about you.”
There was a pause. Preeti hesitated, her lips pressing into a thin line. She looked between us again—between the lingering heat in the air, the tangled sheets, the flush still visible on Kavya’s skin.
“You keep staring,” I said, watching her carefully. “If you’re so disgusted, why haven’t you left?”
Preeti stiffened, her cheeks darkening. She looked away quickly, but that hesitation said more than words ever could.
“Unless…” Kavya mused, her voice teasing now. “You’re not just angry. You’re… curious.
Preeti’s jaw tightened, but she didn’t immediately deny it. She stood frozen, torn between reason and something much deeper—something she had probably never confronted before.
“This is insane,” she muttered, but her voice lacked conviction.
Kavya tilted her head, studying her. “Is it?” she asked, her fingers lightly tracing the edge of the sheet draped over her chest. “Or is this just something you never let yourself think about before?”
Preeti swallowed. The silence stretched between us, the weight of her decision pressing down on her. Her breathing had changed—shallower, more uneven.
“You don’t have just to watch, you know,” Kavya added, her voice low, inviting.
Preeti’s eyes snapped to hers, wide, startled.
Kavya shifted, letting the sheet slide slightly lower and exposing smooth skin. Her fingers brushed against my arm as if grounding herself before taking this next step.
“We won’t tell if you won’t,” Kavya whispered, eyes locked on Preeti.
The air felt electric, every second stretching longer than it should. Preeti stood frozen in the doorway, her eyes wide, struggling to process what she saw. Shock and disbelief flickered across her face as she tried to form words but failed. The moment’s weight held her in place, her body tense, her mind racing.
Preeti was still frozen, her wide eyes darting between me and Kavya. Her arms were crossed tightly over her chest as if physically trying to shield herself from the situation’s intensity. The tension in the room was thick. But there was something else beneath the shock, hesitation, and curiosity.
Kavya, always the bold one, smirked slightly, tilting her head. “Preeti, you act all high and mighty, but you can’t tell me you’re not at least a little bit intrigued.” Her voice was smooth and teasing as if she knew something Preeti wasn’t ready to admit.
Preeti swallowed hard, her throat bobbing. “This is… this is wrong,” she stammered, but she didn’t move. She didn’t storm out.
Kavya shifted on the bed, still bare beneath the sheets, her confidence unwavering. “Is it?” she challenged. “Or is it just something you’ve never allowed yourself to think about?” She let the words hang in the air.
Preeti looked away, her fingers tightening around her purse strap, but she was breathing heavier now. Her cheeks were flushed, whether from embarrassment or something else. I couldn’t tell.
I decided to push just a little. “You can leave if you want,” I said, keeping my tone casual. “But you haven’t yet.”
She glared at me, but there was no real fire behind it. Kavya leaned forward, her voice dropping into something almost conspiratorial. “Preeti, you don’t have to pretend. If you’re curious, if you’ve ever wondered… no one’s judging you here.”
Preeti’s lips parted, but no words came out. She was caught, teetering on the edge between her principles and the temptation in front of her. The air felt charged, every second stretching into something heavy with unspoken possibilities.
Would she give in? Would she test the waters just a little?
Preeti stepped back, her breath uneven, shaking her head as if trying to clear her thoughts. “No,” she muttered, more to herself than to us. “This isn’t right.”
Her fingers tightened around her purse, knuckles white with tension. Her eyes flicked between me and Kavya, struggling to maintain her composure. “I shouldn’t be here,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Kavya smirked but didn’t push further—she knew how to play this game. Instead, she leaned back against the pillows, stretching out lazily, the sheets slipping just enough to make Preeti swallow hard.
“No one’s forcing you, Preeti,” she murmured, her tone deliberately light. “If you want to go, go or if you want to have him, you can have him too, or you can join us as well.”
I stayed silent, watching the conflict unfold in Preeti’s eyes. She wanted to leave. She should have left. But her feet remained glued to the floor. I was still shocked by what was transpiring. Things had taken a sudden turn. This could go any way.
She could storm out and blow the whistle, or as Kavya suggested, I would get a chance to have Preeti. It was creeping into my mind now, or this could turn into a threesome, which I had never tried but always imagined.
“I just… I don’t understand you,” Preeti said, directing her frustration at Kavya. “You have a boyfriend, and yet…” She gestured vaguely at us, her voice trailing off.
Kavya chuckled, shaking her head. “Maybe you don’t have to understand. Maybe you have to stop pretending you’re not curious.”
Preeti stiffened. “I’m not curious.”
Kavya tilted her head. “Aren’t you?”
Preeti’s breath hitched, but she quickly crossed her arms, her defensive walls rising again. “This isn’t who I am.”
I finally spoke, keeping my tone calm and measured. “No one’s saying it has to be. But sometimes, people discover parts of themselves in unexpected moments.”
Her jaw clenched. “And what if I don’t want to?”
Kavya shrugged. “Then you walk away, and we never talk about this again.”
A heavy silence followed. Preeti’s fists tightened, her face still flushed, her body locked in indecision. She looked at the door. Then back at us.
Her breath shuddered. “This is a mistake,” she whispered, yet she still didn’t move.
The question now wasn’t whether she wanted to stay. It was how much longer she could resist.
Preeti stayed near the door. Her fingers clutched her purse strap as if it were the only thing grounding her. Her breaths were shallow, her body tense, but she didn’t leave.
Kavya, sensing the hesitation, didn’t push. “You’re still here,” she pointed out softly, her voice laced with amusement.
Preeti stiffened. “I’m just—processing.”
I watched her, noticing how her eyes darted away yet kept sneaking back, unable to resist the curiosity. She was battling something within herself—morality against desire, fear against temptation.
Kavya smirked. “You can pretend all you want, Preeti, but your body gives you away.”
Preeti’s lips parted as if to protest, but no words came out. Instead, she turned towards the window, her fingers fidgeting, betraying her nerves. “I… I shouldn’t be here,” she muttered, but she made no move to leave.
She swallowed hard, her jaw tight. “This isn’t who I am.”
Kavya chuckled. “Maybe not. Or maybe you’re just scared to find out who you really are.”
A sharp intake of breath—Preeti had no comeback for that.
The tension in the room shifted, thickening with unspoken thoughts. She turned her back slightly as if distancing herself. But I caught how her fingers trembled at her sides. The inner struggle was getting harder to fight.
Kavya, ever the instigator, played it slow. “You’ve always been so controlled,” she mused, letting the words settle. “Haven’t you ever wanted just to let go?”
Preeti’s head snapped up, her expression betraying a flicker of something raw—anger, frustration… or something dangerously close to longing. “That’s not—” she stopped herself, inhaling sharply. “I don’t know.”
That was it. The first real crack.
Kavya’s smile deepened. “Then stay,” she whispered. “And find out.”
Preeti didn’t respond, but she didn’t leave either. She was slipping, her defences weakening, her body betraying the turmoil in her mind. Another moment of silence stretched between us, thick with possibility. Then, slowly, cautiously, she took a single step forward.
And we both knew—she was already lost. Preeti took another slow step forward, her breath coming in uneven bursts. Her hands clenched at her sides, her body rigid with hesitation—but her eyes betrayed her. The conflict was still there, but something else was winning now.
Curiosity.
Kavya tilted her head, watching her with a knowing smirk. “You’re thinking about it, aren’t you?”
Preeti’s lips parted slightly, but she didn’t answer. Her gaze flickered between us, her chest rising and falling with the effort of steadying herself.
“You don’t have to fight it,” I murmured, my voice calm and inviting.
Preeti shivered. She was breathing heavily now, like standing at the edge of something dangerous. Something she wasn’t sure she’d survive.
Kavya reached out, her fingers ghosting over Preeti’s wrist. “Just try,” she whispered, her voice soft, coaxing.
Preeti swallowed hard, her pulse visibly hammering in her throat. “I… I don’t know how.”
Kavya’s smile deepened. “Then let us show you, or do you want me to leave?”
Her breath hitched. Her hesitation wavered.
And then, slowly—almost imperceptibly—she replied, “Stay.”
She was lost now. Completely.
Preeti’s breath shuddered as Kavya took her hand, guiding her closer. She didn’t pull away, but her fingers trembled slightly.
“You don’t have to do anything,” Kavya assured her, voice soft, almost hypnotic. “Just feel. Just let go.”
Preeti’s wide eyes flickered to me, searching for something—reassurance, maybe. I held her gaze, keeping my movements slow and non-threatening. “You’re safe,” I said simply.
She exhaled shakily, her shoulders tense. But she didn’t step back. Sensing her uncertainty, Kavya moved gently. Never pushing too hard, just enough to keep Preeti lingering in the moment. She trailed soft fingers along Preeti’s arm again, slower this time, her touch barely there.
“You’re thinking too much,” Kavya whispered, her voice coaxing. “Just feel.”
Preeti swallowed hard, her wide eyes flickering between us. “I-I’ve never…” she started, her voice faltering.
Kavya’s smile was knowing. “I know.”
There was a long pause before Preeti finally whispered, “What… what do I do?”
That was the moment everything shifted. The final crack in her resistance. Kavya leaned in, brushing her lips near Preeti’s ear. “Just let us show you.” Preeti inhaled sharply, but this time, she didn’t step back. She didn’t protest.
Curiosity had won.
As soon as I saw the last flicker of resistance leave Preeti’s eyes, I stepped forward, taking control of the moment. My touch was firm yet reassuring as I placed a hand on her waist, pulling her gently toward us.
“You don’t have to think,” I murmured, my voice low and steady. “Just follow my lead.”
Preeti’s breath hitched, her body tense but no longer pulling away. She looked up at me, her lips slightly parted as if waiting for permission to let go. I cupped Preeti’s face, holding her gaze. “Are you sure?” I asked, giving her the chance to walk away.
Her hesitation lingered for a moment longer before she exhaled shakily and nodded. That was all I needed. There was no more doubt, no more hesitation. Only surrender. I slowly moved towards Preeti and gently kissed her on the lips. This was probably the first time she had been kissed, and it was a threesome.
I wasn’t sure if she was lucky or unlucky to be in this situation. I tried to be as gentle as possible, kissing her lips softly, licking them and gently sucking them. I cupped her head and guided it towards me as I kissed her. With my other hand, I traced lazy patterns over Kavya’s body.
Preeti didn’t resist, but I could sense some hesitation. Perhaps the weight of it being her first time, or maybe it was the presence of Kavya. Nevertheless, she cooperated. I gently slid my hand inside her T-shirt and started feeling her navel, then cupped her breasts.
Preeti had much fuller and bigger breasts compared to Kavya. I enjoyed cupping them with my fingers, gently tracing patterns over her nipples. With my other hand, I reached out to Kavya’s pussy. I was gently rubbing her to keep her involved in the moment. Kavya started letting out soft moans.
“Are you feeling okay?” I asked Preeti reassuringly.
Preeti nodded, unable to make eye contact. I didn’t want to rush and make Preeti uncomfortable. I wanted to make sure Preeti enjoyed the moment first. She felt touched and kissed in places she had never been touched. I gently kissed her over her face, over her arms, over her hands, over her neck and face.
I gently kissed her face with my tongue. Preeti was beginning to feel it as her hands instinctively grazed my back. With both my hands, I began to feel her. I slid my left hand behind her back, feeling her skin and right hand tracing her nipples.
Kavya was kissing Preeti’s back, hugging us both. Preeti seemed comfortable now. Slowly but reassuringly, I reached for the hem of Preeti’s T-shirt. Kavya joined me in removing it, and we pulled it off together, exposing her red bra. Both Kavya and I were already naked.
Preeti was now in her bra and jeans. Preeti was shy and avoided eye contact. I kissed her lips gently and squeezed her breasts. With my left hand, I softly rubbed Kavya’s pussy. With my right hand, I squeezed Preeti’s right tit and circled her nipple.
At the same time, I kissed her, sucking and licking her face, neck, and breasts. As I was kissing and sucking Preeti’s boobs, Kavya proceeded to unhook Preeti’s jeans. She gently unhooked her jeans, exposing her black panty. Kavya unhooked Preeti’s jeans.
Preeti hugged me tightly. Probably, the sheer intensity of what had happened had struck her. She was unable to make eye contact. “Relax, baby,” I said reassuringly. “Do you want us to stop?” I asked her. “It’s just that I am a little nervous,” she replied.
“Don’t worry” it’s us. We will go at your own pace. I reassured her. Kavya, too, reassuringly planted a kiss on Preeti’s shoulders. I unhooked Preeti’s bra, and as the fabric slid away. She instinctively crossed her arms over her chest for a moment before slowly lowering them.
Her breath hitched, a soft flush spreading across her skin. Her breasts, full and round, settled naturally, her nipples tightening. I gave her time to adjust, running my fingers gently along her arms in reassurance. “It’s okay,” I whispered. “You’re beautiful, Preeti. Just relax.”
She exhaled, her tension melting away as she leaned into my touch. She was a 34C. I couldn’t take them entirely in my mouth. I was gentle as I sucked her tits, taking them in my mouth, licking it and squeezing it. Preeti let out gentle moans as I sucked her tits, but this time she seemed to enjoy it.
Her hands were instinctively pulling me towards her, guiding me. “Feels good, doesn’t it?” Kavya teased. Preeti’s eyes were half closed, and she could only let out a gentle moan. I spread Preeti’s thighs wider as I trailed slow, deliberate kisses along her inner thighs.
Her breath hitched, her body tensing, then softening under my touch. Beside her, Kavya mirrored my movements, her lips pressing softly against Preeti’s shoulder before travelling up to meet Preeti’s lips in a lingering kiss. With one hand, I reached for Kavya, sliding a finger inside her pussy.
She gasped into Preeti’s mouth, her body instinctively rocking against my touch. I kept her occupied, my fingers moving in slow, teasing strokes. Never giving too much, just enough to keep her wanting more. Preeti’s thighs trembled as I kissed my way higher.
My lips brushed over the thin fabric of her panties. Her body tensed for a brief moment before I felt her relax, sinking into the pleasure. She was unravelling beneath us, surrendering to the slow, burning build of sensation. Kavya deepened the kiss.
Her fingers threaded through Preeti’s hair. I pressed my mouth over the damp panty between Preeti’s legs, feeling her shudder in anticipation. We made sure Preeti was comfortable. I was kissing and sucking her panty. Kavya was kissing her lips while I was fingering Kavya.
Kavya was giving out gentle moans as I increased my pace. I noticed that Preeti was comfortable, so I gently removed her panty. Preeti gasped, her body tensing under my touch. Kavya kissed her softly, her fingers tracing delicate patterns over Preeti’s arm.
Preeti sucked in a breath. “I… I didn’t know it would feel like this.”
Kavya smirked, her lips brushing against Preeti’s jaw. “Like what?”
Preeti’s eyes fluttered shut for a moment as she let out a shaky exhale. “Like I can’t think… just feel.”
I squeezed her thigh, my voice low. “Then don’t hold back. Let it take over.”
Her eyes met mine, dark with something between hesitation and hunger. “I want to. I really do.”
Preeti let out a soft, shivering moan, her fingers curling into the sheets. “God… I— I think I am.”
I trailed my lips lower, feeling the tension melt from her body. “Good,” I murmured against her skin. “Now, just enjoy.”
She gasped, arching into our touch, her voice barely a whisper. “Don’t stop.”
I slowly reached for Preeti’s panty and gently proceeded to remove it. She held my hand tightly. “Relax, baby,” You are safe with us, Kavya said. Preeti’s grip loosened as I gently removed her panty. Preeti slowly raised her waist, allowing me to roll it down. I could see the folds in her pussy.
They were recently trimmed but neat. I licked her pussy deeply from the bottom of her groin towards her navel. Kavya was still kissing Preeti’s lips, gently smooching her as my fingers reached for Kavya’s ass and was gently squeezing it.
Finally, I had two pussies to satisfy. I couldn’t believe how the night had unfolded. It was 10 at night, and we spent the entire night alone. Preeti and Kavya were lying on the bed next to me next to each other. I sat beside Preeti and started flicking my tongue over her pussy.
I slid my right hand gently inside Kavya, probing her. With my left hand, I was squeezing her boobs. Both Preeti and Kavya were letting out gentle moans. I flicked my tongue vigorously over Preeti. She surprised me as her moans were turning into gentle screams of pleasure.
It was the first time Preeti was touched like this. I could sense she was enjoying it. “Do you want me to stop, baby?” I teased her. Preeti didn’t respond. She just pushed my head towards her pussy as if instructing me to dig deeper. “Look who is enjoying now. Would you judge us now?” Kavya teased.
I curled my fingers inside Kavya’s pussy. I could feel the walls tightening around my fingers as Kavya let out gentle moans. Slowly but steadily, Preeti was turning out to be a surprise. She took the lead, her lips finding Kavya’s in a deep, lingering kiss.
Their bodies pressed together, soft moans escaping between them. I trailed my tongue down, alternating between their thighs. Teasing them before diving in—licking, sucking, and flicking my tongue over their wetness. My hands roamed their bodies.
Cupping and massaging their breasts, feeling their hardened nipples beneath my fingertips. Kavya arched against me, gasping as my tongue worked its magic. Preeti, emboldened by the heat of the moment, surprised me. Her fingers wrapped around my dick, stroking me.
Hesitantly at first, then with growing confidence. Kavya pulled away from the kiss. Her eyes flicked down to where Preeti’s hand wrapped around me. I smirked, meeting her gaze. “Jealous?” I teased. She bit her lip, a playful glint in her eyes. “Maybe…”
The shrill ringing of the phone cut through the heat of the moment, breaking the rhythm but not the intensity. “Ugh, it’s him again.” Kavya reached for her phone, smirking as she glanced at the caller ID. “Persistent, isn’t he?”
Preeti hesitated, biting her lip. “Maybe we should—”
But before she could finish, Kavya swiped to answer, bringing the phone to her ear.
“Hey, babe,” she said smoothly, her voice light, casual—as if she wasn’t naked with me and Preeti right now.
That’s when I turned my full attention to Preeti. I started gently groping her pussy with my fingers. She arched towards me, raising her hips. I kept alternating between flicking her flesh with my tongue and playing with my fingers. She was thoroughly lubricated.
Without any hint, I gently slid my finger inside her. She let out a loud moan, almost a scream. Kavya was still on the phone. She immediately placed her hands over Preeti’s mouth and looked at me angrily. I smiled at her teasingly.
“What was that?” Kavya’s boyfriend asked from the other end. “Oh, nothing, it’s just that Preeti dropped her phone,” she replied, still staring at me. “Everything is fine,” Kavya replied over the phone. But everything was not fine.
I teased Preeti further. I gently slid my second finger inside Preeti with my left hand. While Kavya’s glance was away, I teasingly placed my fingers over her pussy. She had not anticipated it, and she let out an unsettling moan.
Does Kavya’s boyfriend find out? What happens next? Please read the next part of the story to find out. Please reach out to me on Gmail/hangouts at [email protected] for feedback and comments.