My First Threesome - 2

Raghav Ji throws his head back and laughs, the sound booming through the room as Amir freezes like a deer caught in headlights. I can feel my face flush hot, the heat spreading down my neck and across my chest as realization sinks in.

But Raghav Ji isn't done yet. Turning to Amir with a wicked grin, he drawls, "Amir, what do you think? Doesn't your Madam Ji have the most beautiful pair of tits?"

Poor Amir gulps audibly, his eyes wide as saucers as he stammers out, "O-of... course... Sir."

Raghav Ji laughs again, the sound dark and rich with amusement. He leans forward, elbows resting on his knees as he fixes Amir with a piercing stare. "Do you want to see them up close?"

I watch, transfixed, as Amir swallows hard, his Adam's apple bobbing in his throat. Slowly, hesitantly, he nods, his gaze finally meeting mine. There's no mistaking the desire that clouds his eyes, the hunger that tenses his lean muscles.

For a moment, I'm frozen, uncertainty warring with the heat that still simmers in my veins. But then I catch Raghav Ji's eye, see the teasing glint that sparks there, the silent permission he grants me.

Taking a deep breath, I rise from Raghav Ji's lap, my legs trembling slightly as I make my way across the room. Each step feels momentous, weighted with the anticipation of what's to come.

My heart races as I settle beside Amir, my eyes widening as I take in the sight of his dick for the first time. It's darker than Raghav Ji's, more heavily veined, with a smattering of coarse hair at the base. Amir's gaze is intense, burning with a desire that makes my pulse leap.

Without thinking, I reach out, my fingers wrapping around his shaft. Amir groans, his hips bucking into my touch as I stroke him slowly, teasingly. "Madam Ji, your hand feels great," he gasps, his voice strained with pleasure.

His other hand twitches, as if he wants to touch me in return. But I stop him with a look, a wicked smirk playing across my lips. "Not now," I purr, delighting in the frustration that flashes across his face.

Beside us, Raghav Ji chuckles, the sound low and rich with amusement. I glance over to find him stroking his own impressive length, his eyes dark with lust as he watches me work Amir over.

Amir's moans grow louder, his body tensing as I increase the pace of my strokes. His eyes are wild, burning into mine with an intensity that sends a shiver racing down my spine.

"Madam Ji, I don't think I'm going to last much longer," he gasps, his voice strained with desperation.

I can feel his cock pulsing in my grip, knowing he's close. With a final, firm stroke, he cries out, his release spurting over my thighs in hot, sticky ropes. The sensation of his cum splattering against my skin sends a fresh wave of heat coursing through me.

As Amir's orgasm subsides, I watch him slump back against the headrest, his chest heaving with exertion. His eyes are glazed, his lips parted as he struggles to catch his breath. A smug satisfaction curls in my chest, knowing that I brought him to such a state of bliss.

My gaze flickers to Raghav Ji, still stroking his rigid length, his eyes fixed on me with a hunger that makes my pulse race. I look down at my leggings, now splattered with Amir's spend, and I feel a thrill run through me at the sight.

Without hesitation, I push my leggings down, letting them pool around my ankles. I step out of them, now standing before the two men in nothing but my bra and panties. The cool air against my heated skin makes me shiver, my nipples pebbling beneath the thin fabric of my bra.

A sly grin spreads across Raghav Ji's face as I approach him, his eyes raking over my nearly naked form with undisguised hunger.

"Ah, Bhabhi Ji, I see you finally remembered your old lover," he purrs, reaching out to trail a finger along my hip. "It seemed you'd forgotten all about me the moment a new toy caught your eye."

His words send a shiver down my spine, a heady mix of indignation and arousal. I climb into his lap, straddling his muscular thighs as I press my body against his.

"Bhai Saab, don't worry," I murmur, my lips brushing against his ear. "There will always be a place for you in my heart...among other places."

With a wicked grin, I grasp his thick, throbbing cock, positioning it at my entrance. Slowly, torturously, I lower myself onto him, feeling him stretch and fill me in the most delicious way.

"Goddess," I gasp, my head falling back as I take him deeper, relishing the way he throbs inside me. "You feel so good, Bhai Saab. I've missed this."

Raghav Ji growls, his hands gripping my hips as he begins to thrust up into me, meeting my movements with his own. The sensation of him moving inside me, hitting all the right spots, is almost too much to bear as I moan.