“Hey, look what I’m wearing. It’s the saree you gifted me two years.” I was flaunting myself on a video call to my ex.
“Wow, you look gorgeous as ever, Reema,” he smiled. “But what’s the occasion. You usually don’t wear sarees.”
“Yeah. So earlier, Rathik and I were talking at the office. He was telling me he needed my help on how to wear a saree. Apparently, he’s dating this girl now, and she doesn’t know how to wear a saree. So I said I’ll help him practice,” I winked.
“Haha. And how exactly are you going to do that?”
“Well, I’m going to Sanjay’s house now. Rathik will pick me up. There, I’ll first remove my saree and then show them how to wear it,” I winked.
“Wow. But why does Sanjay want to learn how to wear a saree? I thought only Rathik wanted to learn.”
“Oh, Sanjay doesn’t. He just saw us talking. And you know he would never miss an opportunity to undress me. So I’m going to his place. Anyway, we can’t go to Rathik’s house as his new girl is there. Gosh, I hate her so much.”
“Aww. Are you jealous of her?”
“I’m not jealous of her. I just wished he’d spent a bit more time with me once in a while. You know we haven’t fucked in like three weeks.”
Just then, the doorbell rang. I kissed goodbye to my ex.
“Reema, call me once you return. I know you’ll teach him more than just how to wear a saree.”
“Of course, I will. Now let me have some fun with my boys. Bye.”
I opened the door. Rathik saw me and gasped. “Reema, why don’t you wear sarees more often. You look gorgeous.”
“Well, once I show you how to wear it, you’ll know that it’s a tiring thing to do.”
“Oh. But you know, saree is so nice. I mean, I can lift it and have free access to your love hole.”
“Okay, mister. Maybe you should show this love more often. What do you see in her anyway? You always spend so much time with her and so little with me.”
“Aisha is different. We connect on another level. But you, you are my sex goddess Reema.”
“Okay, Rathik. All I’m saying is worship this goddess more often,” I leaned forward.
He grabbed my ass as I bit his lips. I did not shower after work that day, so my body odor was strong. I knew he liked my smell. I raised my arms, and he took a whiff.
“Okay, let’s go to Sanjay’s before my roommate returns. If she sees us together, she’ll tell everyone at the office.”
Rathik was squeezing my ass. After some persuasion, we left. 10 minutes later, we were at Sanjay’s flat. Immediately after seeing me in a saree, Sanjay pulled me closer. “I’ve always wanted to try something,” he said before bending down, pulling my saree up and sliding underneath.
Through the top of my saree, I stroked his head as he ran his tongue over my thighs.
“Macha, let me learn how to wear a saree. Then you can continue.”
He pulled his head out. “Okay, macha, but she’s already wearing one. Come help me remove everything so she can show us from the start,” and he went back inside.
Rathik stood behind me and removed the saree from my blouse. I let him cup my breasts as I kissed his soft lips. Under my saree, I could feel my panties being pulled down, followed by a cold touch on my pubes. A fingernail stroked around.
I tightened my thigh muscles. Rathik had put one palm inside my blouse and pinched on my nipple. These two really knew my likes and dislikes.
I let Rathik unhook my bra from inside the blouse. He wanted me to take off my blouse hooks by myself and then reveal my breasts like a surprise. And so I did, immediately to be greeted his cold tongue on my now erect nipple.
The feeling was surreal – one tongue on my exposed breast, the other under my saree.
Sanjay came out and started pulling my saree away. Now the only garment on my body was my petticoat. A tug of its strings, and I was completely naked before my boys.
Rathik stood behind me while Sanjay was in front. Sanjay ran his finger along with my hair and then circled my nipples with his nails. Rathik held out my breasts from behind, pinching my nipples. I could feel his erection against my ass cheeks.
When Sanjay put one nipple in his mouth and flicked the other one, I knew we’d have to put the saree lesson on hold. I grabbed him by his hair and put my tongue inside his mouth. No matter how many times I fucked these guys, there was always so much passion involved.
Tongue inside Sanjay’s mouth, my palm went to grab Rathik’s erection. And boy was it big. After two years with my below-average ex, these guys, with their thick dicks had helped me reach levels of pleasure I was previously unaware of.
In fact, my ex had asked me to sleep with Rathik if I was bored of his small cock. And that decision of mine changed my life. I reflected on these thoughts as my thumb rubbed the tip of his dick.
After Sanjay, I turned around and stuck my tongue inside Rathik. Sanjay had spread my ass cheeks now and was dutifully rolling his tongue around.
Rathik held my breast as we kissed. My thighs began warming up as Sanjay ran his tongue all around. Gently, I stroked Rathik’s erect dick as he bit my lip. In a bit, Rathik lifted me and spread my ass cheeks. Sanjay put the tip of his tongue on my pussy, before going in. His finger followed.
Rathik then handed me to Sanjay to hold me in a similar manner as he licked my pussy. My thighs were covered with the juices flowing out of my pussy.
“Sanjay, I feel so horny right now. Stick your finger inside my pussy,” I said and motioned to Rathik to stick his inside my butt. My boys were very gentle. I pinched my nipples as the two pushed their fingers in and out of me.
Then, I was placed gently on a mattress. Rathik held his cock out for me while Sanjay went below me and stuck his tongue inside me again.
I cupped Rathik’s balls with one hand. I licked the sides of his thick dick before taking it entirely in my mouth. Meanwhile, Sanjay was busy eating my pussy like a piece of cake.
After a while, the guys swapped places. Rathik went a step ahead, pushing his finger inside my asshole as he licked me clean. Sanjay’s dick, on the other hand, was a mouthful. He also gently slapped my cheeks as he thrust his dick in and out of my mouth.
I knew it was time for some real action when Sanjay flicked one of my nipples. My juices gushed out, taking Rathik by surprise.
I lay on the bed and spread my pussy lips. Sanjay wanted to be the first one, so I let him. He bent down all the way, locked his lips with mine and then used his hand to guide his thick cock inside me. Rathik sat on the side, stroking himself as Sanjay went in and out.
A couple of minutes later, Rathik lay down, and I put myself on top of him. As he fucked me, I held my breasts together. He put one nipple inside his mouth. Five minutes later, I jumped back onto Sanjay. They kept going for a while.
For the final round, Rathik spat on my butthole. He then made me stand on all fours spread my ass cheeks with both hands. He asked Sanjay to help him hold it that way. However, he didn’t last long inside my ass.
After three minutes of hard pumping and he leaned forward and whispered, “Oh baby, I’m going to finish in you.” And then, a warm sensation followed by an exhausting moaning. He had dropped his warm cum inside me. It was flowing out now, dripping onto my pussy.
Sanjay took over, but he wanted to finish in my pussy. He asked me if he could. I was on birth control, and so, I agreed. Sanjay pounded me for another 10 minutes. Softly at first but going harder towards the end, smacking my cheeks as he went in and out.
Again a warm sensation inside me, followed by a moan, indicated that Sanjay was done. When he pulled his dick out, I asked to lick him clean. Once we were done, I went to the washroom to pee. Rathik came in a few minutes later and helped me shower.
He was getting late and wanted me to teach him how to wear the saree. Even though exhausted, I showed him. He kissed me goodbye and left. Sanjay wanted me to stay over, but I had some work at home. So he dropped me in his car.
Later that night, I sent some details of my erotic time with my colleagues to my ex-bf.