Previous Part: Anjali’s Surrender – Part 4 (The Washer man)
In previous parts, we read how Anjali surrendered to the perverted neighbour and the washerman. Now further.
Anjali woke up in the morning. She yawned and looked at the watch. It was almost 10 am. Her hubby had left as he had to go to the other town on tour. The mild smell of the washer man’s cum was still there in her body. Quickly she finished the chores and prepared a cup of coffee for herself.
As she went to the balcony, she saw the ugly neighbour standing there wearing a blue lungi and white shirt. He smiled wickedly at her. In response, Anjali turned her face away. She never wanted to see him again for what he had done with her the last night.
All of a sudden, a rolled piece of paper hit her back. She turned in anger and saw him smiling. She was about to say something but saw him pointing at something on her floor. She saw the piece of paper and picked it up. There was a pen drive inside it.
She took it and went inside. She loaded the pen drive on her laptop, and what she saw scared her. The cc tv footage of her coming out of the washer man’s room at midnight was there.
In the end, there was a message, “Darling, I wish to meet you again. Your hubby is out today. Why don’t you join my friends and me for drinks tonight? Don’t forget to bring your pink tennis skirt and that black jockey sports bra. See you at 8 pm in my flat no. 803.”
Anjali knew that she was being ordered, which she had to obey. By evening the slut inside her convinced her that there was no harm in having fun. Moreover, her husband was out of town. She started getting ready for the fun. She waxed her armpits and pussy, made her eyebrows and took a shower.
She dressed up and took with her all the makeup items that would be required. And, of course, what he had asked for, the pink tennis skirt and black jockey sports bra. She dressed in a casual salwar suit and at 8.05 pm knocked on the door of flat no. 803.
He opened the door. Although ugly, he was still dressed nicely. He wore a white silk dhoti with a white silk shirt. He welcomed her with a soft hug and whispered, “I m sorry for yesterday.” Anjali blushed and came inside. He introduced her to his friends and himself.
They were Shanu and Raj, and his name was Rehan. They hugged Anjali one by one, kissing softly on her neck. But Rehan took an extra step by caressing her ass too. Hugging three men one by one, Anjali started getting horny. She felt pampered by these three men, which enhanced the erotic feeling.
She now decided to enjoy herself with them. They all sat on the sofa, and Rehan started making drinks. Whiskey for the males. For Anjali, it was a Vodka Bacardi mixed cocktail with cranberry juice. There was light music playing in the room.
They started sipping their pegs. After a few sips, Anjali started feeling its effect on her. Watching her going high, Rehan said, “Anjali, why don’t you go inside the room and dress up?”
Anjali gulped the whole glass and went with her bag inside the room. The drink had started getting over her. She closed the door and got fully naked. She had decided to dress up as a whore today. She sprayed erotic perfume on her thighs, navel, boobs and armpits and applied talc.
Then she wore a thin netted red brassiere and panties. Her nipples and pussy lips were visible through the thin cloth of her lingerie. Over that, she wore her jockey sports bra and her pink tennis skirt and socks with white sneakers.
She made her ponytail and put on red lipstick. She looked at herself once in the mirror. To add on, she put mascara on her eyes, and she was all done. She opened the door and stepped into the drawing room where all of them were sitting.
Their mouth got opened as they saw her. Raj said softly, “Oh, my, my.” Rehan came forward and, holding her hand, welcomed her. Anjali was feeling comfortable with them now. Anjali said to them, “Why don’t you all sit and let me make drinks for you?” They all agreed happily.
Raj and Shanu sat on the three-seater and Rehan on the single-seater. Anjali made the peg first for herself and gulped it. Then she made pegs for them. And while giving it to them intentionally bent down to show them her milky white fleshy melons.
They watched her melons with lust as if they wanted to grab them now. Anjali took her peg and sat between Raj and Shanu. Being naughty, she wanted to tease Rehan. All of them started drinking. Anjali started light sensual music and asked Rehan to dim the lights, which he did.
The room was almost dark, with dim blue lights and erotic music. Shanu lit a cigarette, puffed, and exhaled the smoke on Anjali’s cheeks. The smoke travelled right from her cheek to her nose. She closed her eyes with pleasure and gave a soft moan, “Ummm.”
She felt Raj’s hand softly caressing her fleshy muscular thigh. She moaned again. Meanwhile, Shanu released another puff on her face. She moaned sensuously, took the cigarette from Shanu, took a puff, and turned her face towards him.
Before Shanu could think anything, she placed her lips on his and started kissing him, transferring the smoke into his mouth. She released his lips, and the smoke came out of his mouth. Shanu was on the seventh sky. He pleaded with her to do it again.
Anjali again did it. This time making it a longer kiss and touching the tip of his tongue with hers. Anjali turned and sat over Shanu, facing him and, taking a puff, placed her lips on his. Her head was moving right and left, and she was moaning sensuously.
Shanu’s eyes were also closed. He was responding to her kiss, rolling his tongue inside her mouth, their lips locked tightly. Shanu was caressing her naked waist, and his finger’s touch made her go wild. Their tongues rolled like serpents over each other, mixing their saliva.
Anjali left him and sat between them again. Shanu’s eyes were closed, and he was still breathing heavily. Till this time, Raj had taken off his shirt. He was only in his jeans. He had a good physique. A flat slim waist with a muscular chest and light brown nipples.
He invited Anjali to a dance. Anjali gulped the glass of her drink and got up. Raj held her from the back, and she rested her head on his chest. Her eyes were almost closed, and they were now slowly dancing to the sensual music. Raj brought his face and started giving soft kisses near her earlobe.
Every kiss made her shiver and moan, “Aah.” She lifted her arms and wrapped them around his neck, exposing her armpits. Raj felt the erotic aroma of her sweat and the perfume from her underarms. He started kissing her neck and shoulders.
Every kiss made her body move with pleasure, and she moaned sensuously, “Aahh, o yeah, kiss me.” Suddenly she felt someone had come and sat in front of her. He was opening her skirt. She looked down and saw it was Rehan. He pulled her skirt down.
Now her mound in the red-netted panties was in front of him. She had perfumed her pussy well, and he got a breeze of the perfume mixed with her wetness. He placed his mouth and started chewing her pussy lips over the net of her panties. “Oh, my god, yes, yes, yes.”
Anjali felt that she would fall. Her legs trembled with pleasure, and she wrapped her arms tight around Raj’s neck. Raj held her by her waist so that she didn’t fall. Turning her face towards him, he pushed his tongue deep inside her mouth.
He said harshly, “Come on, you bitch, suck my tongue.” Anjali took his tongue with pleasure in her mouth and started sucking it like candy. Her lips and tongue were rolling over his tongue. She was taking every drop of his saliva in her mouth.
Raj moved his tongue deep inside her mouth, exploring it deep into her throat. Anjali was hungrily sucking his tongue. In the meantime, Shanu got up and came near them. He lifted Anjali’s sports bra. Seeing the red-netted brassiere, he could not control himself.
He looked at her melons in that netted brassiere like a beast. He rubbed his fingers on her erect nipples over the cloth of the bra. It caused another wave of pleasure in Anjali’s body. She moaned loudly, sucking the tongue of Raj, “Mmmm.”
Shanu slid the net of her brassiere and rolled his tongue around her areola and nipple. Anjali’s body arched with pleasure. She sucked Raj’s tongue harder, taking it more inside her mouth. As her body arched, it also pressed her pussy more into the mouth of Rehan.
He slid her panties down, took her pussy lips between his teeth, and started chewing them. It was the ultimate for her. She moaned harder and moved her waist to and fro, pressing her pussy more on Rehan’s face, who had slid his tongue inside it and was licking her juices.
Shanu was holding both her breasts. His lips and tongue pressed her nipples hard to suck them. He sucked them as if he was trying to take out milk from them. Raj was tightly holding her. As she tried to move away, he pressed her cheeks harder.
He ordered her to keep sucking his tongue, which she was doing obediently. Suddenly Rehan moved his tongue deep, round inside her pussy. Anjali felt a volcano erupting inside her womb. Her body arched, pressing her pussy on Rehan’s face.
She wildly started sucking Raj’s tongue and exploded jets on Rehan’s face. He drank all her juices gladly and was now licking her pussy and inner thighs. Anjali shot jet after jet for a couple of seconds. Then her body went lost in Raj’s arms, who carefully made her lie on the sofa.
She was drunk and exhausted, but the game was not yet over. Those three beasts were not yet done.
To be continued.
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