The Ultimate Gangbang – Part 3
Shruti was slipping into something comfortable for dinner. She couldn’t help but notice how she was still constantly getting wet. She put on a loose t-shirt over her nice laced bra. She couldn’t help but cup her tits. All the attention she got about 20 minutes ago, somehow, her nice beautiful tits didn’t get enough. She was just about to put on her pants when she decided against it. She put on a denim skirt instead. To make things kinkier, she decided to skip her panties. As it is, she was constantly getting wet. She thought it best not to ruin a perfectly good pair of panties. She wore her slippers and stepped out of the room. She thought she should check on Lekha as she crossed her door. However, she decided against it. She kept walking towards the restaurant. To her surprise, Rahul was already seated at the table, but Lekha was seated quite far away. She was about to sit next to Lekha. But by then, someone else sat there, so she decided to sit opposite Rahul. She was thinking of being even bold and sitting next to him. However, Vineet and Shikha, the other Senior Partners, were already seated on either side. It was a table for ten. She was making small talk with others at the table. She was also slyly trying to peek glances at both Rahul and Lekha. By now, one thing was very clear to her. These guys were the masters of being secretive. There wasn’t even a hint of anything for someone to assume anything might have transpired. She was finishing this thought when she felt a foot brush her ankle. She was about to ignore it as an innocent accident when it happened again. The sensation of the cold feet against her warm skin was rousing. The feet were now lingering at her ankle, the cold toes stroking her gently. With each stroke, she started feeling funny. The funny feeling was nothing but her gradually getting wet again. As it is, she was already wet from her previous session of fun. She tried looking up at Rahul, but he seemed to have no expression. He seemed so composed, almost as if nothing was happening at all. The toes kept crawling up, and with every inch of it climbing, there were shivers down Shruti’s spine. She was getting wet by the second. She enjoyed sex. But she never imagined that things could be so kinky with her husband. Things were pretty vanilla, and that was not for lack of trying by him. She just never thought this was needed. She always looked at sex as a biological need that had to be satiated once every few weeks. Nothing so carnal or rousing as she was feeling now. The toes, by now, had crawled from her ankle to her knees. Within the next few minutes, the feet were resting on the seat of her chair, between her thighs. That was when she realized she had decided to skip her panties. She was so aroused and wet by now that she resisted the urge to bite her lips. She didn’t. She was also aware that others were at the table. So she quickly used the napkin on the table over her thighs to ensure no one could see her feet on her seat. She was now getting wet and regretting not wearing panties. The toes were now inches away from her pussy, and she was shuddering from the excitement. She tried sneaking a look at Rahul, and he seemed to be still expressionless. She instinctively spread her legs a little, making way for the feet to reach her pussy. She couldn’t remember the last time she was this wet or turned on, probably never. The toes were now completely at her clit. They were rubbing against the beautiful lips of her pussy. Right then, Shruti had her first orgasm at the table. She did a tiny hop right at her seat. Barely anyone noticed. She could now feel the juices dripping from her pussy to her thighs. So much so that she was sure that her skirt was probably stained by her cum. The toes were continuing to do their magic. She was in a whole other world. “Aren’t you going to eat anything? You have been toying with that morsel of food for ages!” Said Shikha from across the table. Shruti barely heard her until she realized a bunch of them were staring at her. Suddenly the footsie below the table stopped. She now quickly started eating what was left on her plate. She was finishing her last bite when her phone buzzed. She turned it around to read the message, “Excuse yourself by saying you are tired and head straight to your room. Close the door but leave it unlocked. Switch off the lights, get naked but tie a blindfold and face the wall.” Shruti didn’t waste much time. She excused herself, stating she wasn’t too well and headed back to her room. As she walked back, she became even more self-aware of the wetness between her legs. It was getting sticky. She quietly rushed back up. She closed the door behind her but didn’t close it all the way, preventing it from locking. She quickly went to the washroom, wiped her wet pussy dry, undressed and went to her luggage. She took a scarf from her bag and tied it around her eyes per the instructions. She then went on to bed. Every minute that passed, she felt the tingling in her clit. She now only wanted to be pounded. The wetness from all the foreplay had got to her. She got to the top of the bed, posed in the downward dog pose, opening the lips to her cunt for anyone who might walk in through the doors. She was excited, and she was fingering herself while bent over. Minutes seemed like hours, and she was still waiting. It might have been 20 minutes now. She could feel the lips of her pussy now frothing with all the juices from the anticipation and her playing. She suddenly heard her door close. She stopped fingering and waited in anticipation. She hoped Rahul might say something, but she had to keep waiting. She suddenly felt her head being pushed on the pillow. Her ass was spread with the hands behind. In seconds she let out a shrill moan as a tongue dug deep into her pussy. The tongue was digging into her pussy, licking the walls and sucking at the lips.