Friends With Benefits – Threesome – Part 4

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Hello, again, horny men and lovely women. I hope everything is great on your side. I am doing good. I know you are not interested in my life. Let’s get into storytelling, then. This is Part 4 and the last part of my birthday events.

We went to the temple. I have always liked this place. It’s huge and nice. By the time we reached there, it was evening. It felt nice inside the temple. I felt I have a very nice life. Everything is going on nice. Even my relationship with these beauties is going smoothly. I prayed to God to keep my life as it is. Even though I was with them, I felt I had my much-needed ‘Me time.’

I wanted to spend some time there. So we three took snacks from the temple shop and sat in the space outside the temple. We enjoyed a beautiful evening. We spent almost an hour and a half and didn’t feel like that. We decided to head back home, and I said I would book a cab.

The wait time and surcharge for the cab were more as it was evening time. We waited for a couple of minutes which was in vain. Then SG suggested we go by auto. We got one as we came out. SG got in first, and I waited for SVM to get in. But she told me to get in, which I obeyed.

I was again in between them. I hate to sit in the middle. But that day, I enjoyed it. It’s the kinkiness in these girls. As you guys know, we like to explore and exhibit, which we did before. This time it was girls taking the lead rather than me.

As the auto started and it was already dark outside. The evening traffic was at its peak. I knew it would take us nearly 45 minutes to 1hous to reach home. I was feeling tired and sleepy. I wanted to rest and closed my eyes. SVM put her arms around my left hand and rested on my shoulder.

It was pure affection. I also dozed off to sleep in a couple of minutes. Not so long after this, I had to wake up because of a tingling sensation on my thigh. Initially, I couldn’t understand as I was still sleepy.

I didn’t open my eyes but slowly started to understand what was happening. SG was rubbing my thighs sensuously.

I was wondering what if someone saw it. I knew SVM was bold and kinky, but I never experienced the kinkiness of SG. I let it continue as I was getting aroused because of it.

I started imagining SG taking out my cock and giving me a head while we were on the road. The auto driver would notice all the action in the rearview mirror and enjoy the show. It would be evident because of the tent in his pant.

The slow and sensual rubs on my thighs extended to my cock. She felt the hard cock under my pants. She took her time to take things further. She started pressing my dick hard, and in a couple of minutes, my zipper was going down. SG put her soft hand inside and massaged my cock over the underwear.

My cock was rock hard, and my precum started to build because of all the excitement. I slowly opened my eyes and looked at SG. She was looking at me as if she was reading my expression. She just came closer to my ears and said, someone is hot and squeezed my cock.

It felt very good, and I hissed. She kissed my cheek, bent down, and put her head on my shoulder. For the passersby, it was her sleeping on my thighs. But as she laid down, she started working on getting my cock out of my underwear. After a little while, she was able to get it out.

Now I was anticipating her next move. I just checked on the driver to see if he could see it. Unfortunately, he was concentrating on driving. As expected, I felt the warmth of SG’s mouth surrounding my cock. She wasn’t making any obvious moments. But the auto’s movements were sufficient to give light jerks.

SVM just watched what was happening, and she just looked at me, smiled, and went back to sleep. Our home was getting close, but I was nowhere close to cumming. Even SG was not showing any signs of finishing it off. She was taking it slow, playing with my shaft, licking it.

Although I was enjoying it, the fact that we would reach home in a few minutes made me stop her. She unwillingly got separated from my shaft. But she started rubbing my shaft, making sure it didn’t shrink. She wanted me to stay like that in front of the driver.

She had a cunning smile. I had dual minds as it was the place where I stayed. I was excited and worried that anyone would notice. Also, I was worried that the driver would get angry. The auto stopped, and my cock was in its full glory. SVM got down. Now I don’t have time to put my cock inside my pants.

Also, it’s hard to push a hard cock inside jeans. I felt embarrassed for a second, but the exhibitionist in me overcame it. I tried to act cool, slid to the end, and got down, looking at the driver. As soon as I got down, my shirt just dropped on top of cock, making it more visible to the driver.

I thought the driver smiled and looked at the girls as sluts. Unfortunately, it wasn’t the case. The driver looked disgusted, collected the amount, and left the place. We all looked at each other and smiled.

I had the biggest challenge now. Getting home before discovering that my flyer is out of my pants. I didn’t want any unwanted complications with my owner. We had to pass the house owner’s place before going to mine. I was hoping no one should be there.

Luckily the owner’s house door was closed. I felt relieved and was passing it, and the door opened. It was the wife of my house owner. I felt nervous, and my stiffness started to reduce.

House Owner’s Wife: Hi Ray.

To describe her, she is a typical Indian aunty. She always has an angry face, so I had minimal interaction with her. On that day, she wore a grey nightie, nothing exciting.

Me: Hi, Aunty.

House Owner’s Wife (Aunty): You got a delivery.

She gave me the package. I collected it and said thank you. I turned to climb up.

Aunty: Ray, can you get a box down from the upper shelf? Uncle is out of the station, and I need to get a few items.

Me: (worriedly) Sure, Aunty.

Although my cock was not hard any more, it was still outside. My only hope of not getting noticed depends on how well my shirt covers it. I went inside, and she took me to a room and showed me the box. The shelf was a bit above my reach. I had to raise my toes.

My shirt was lifted above my waist. I was very nervous. The box was a bit heavy, and I successfully got it down. The tip of the cock was still visible in between the shirt slit. I looked at aunty as if I didn’t know my cock was out and asked if that was it. Surprisingly, Aunty was not angry then, easing my tension.

Aunty: Thank you, Ray.

Me: My pleasure Aunty. I will leave now.

Aunty: Can you stay for a couple of minutes? I need to get items from this box, and you can keep it back.

She was peeking at my pant, which I noticed. A sense of excitement ran through me. I now know that Aunty is checking my cocks tip. I didn’t try to cover it, and again it became hard. As it grew in size, it became more visible from the slit.

Me: Okay, Aunty.

Aunty sat down and took an item, and looked at me. She instructed me to keep it on the bed. Every time she hands me an item, she peeks at my cock. This surprised me as I thought aunty was strict and arrogant. I never thought that she would be this calm.

Finally, everything was done, and I kept the box up and left the place. SVM and SG had already settled inside the house. As I entered the home with the package, they said, “Finally, it came.”

They had ordered a T-shirt for me. They had customized it, and I liked the design. I told them what happened a while ago. They both laughed at the incident, and both came and kissed me.

SG: Let me finish it off.

Saying that she took my cock in her mouth and gave me a wonderful blowjob. I exploded in her mouth, which she drank happily. SVM was just a spectator of the act.

We all had office tomorrow, and both the girls had to leave for their places. That blowjob was the final action on my birthday. Nevertheless, I had an amazing day.

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