Kavita's Unexpected Night

The story of Alok and Kavita, a young couple. They were in their second years of their job, both worked in the same MNC.

They rented a two-room apartment. The second room was shared with their office colleagues-Rohan and Aarav.

Alok, Rohan, and Aarav were best of friends. They spent all their leisure time together, which used to be movies, games, dining, light trekking over the weekend, and some drinks in the evening.

Kavita did not mind Alok spending time with his friends unless she wanted him to join her when sex was on the calendar, shopping and the couples "ME" time.

Kavita was not a wild gal from an adult magazine. However, at about 5"4, she was blessed with features and curves that could get a girl all the attention she desired and more.

2023 New Year's Eve - Rohan and Aarav arranged the booze, movies, and entertainment. I took care of catering the food at all our parties.

Kavita was treated as a queen by the three of us, always.

We had all worn comfy clothes. The boys wore trousers / gym shorts and Kavita donned the dress worn to the restaurant we all went to earlier. This was a simple dress that came down above the knee, slightly covered her cleavage, and revealed a little.

Kavita never liked to flaunt much because of her traditional upbringing,

We were going to drink, watch a few movies, followed by some card games as we stepped into the new year together.

This time things had rolled out differently. We had just finished watching our thrilling movie of the evening and had let the credits run down, taking our periodic break for refreshments and drinks.

The time-honored practice took form when we men eventually clattered into the kitchen, to whip up cocktails.

Without any warning, we suddenly heard that unmistakable agonizing sound of a moan from the room. Being Kavita's care-takers, we rushed out from the kitchen to see what had happened to her.

She was motionless, sporting deeper shades of red on her cheeks. She was staring transfixed at the huge console television, her eyes glued to the screen.

While I was still trying to understand what had happened, I looked at everything around her in the room. Sounds of moans hit our ears, coming from the television in front. My head jerked back to the screen, where unmistakably a porn movie.

On the screen, a close-up of a generously endowed male cock thrusting in and out of the ladies cunt.

The camera opaquely zoomed in behind the close-up action, showing the woman relaxing onto her back with her head slightly tilted back, giving the camera a view of the beautifully sculpted face of an Indian woman.

Kavita was strictly against porn movies, being brought up in a very conventional way.

The worst part of it was that I recognized that film because I had seen it before. Rohan and Aarav had shown it to me.

"I am really sorry, Kavita. This one was supposed to be deleted from the USB. I just accidentally forgot to delete it," Rohan said.

As Rohan was rushing to the offending image about to hit the stop button, Kavita, still transfixed on the lady's face on the screen, gasped again, "Wait, I know her!"

Time stood still. I had positioned myself behind Kavita with my palms soothingly resting upon her shoulders. A look of absolute embarrassment was on Aarav's face, while Rohan's finger hovered above the pause button.

I knew things were about to go out of hand.

Kavita yelled, stuttering, "Don't press that button! Wait.. is that Riya, our HR?"

Rohan paused for a minute and turned to me. I simply shrugged, knowing that this was not going to end well for him.

"But, but, Kavita," he muttered.

She threw him an icy glare. "What is HR doing in this?"

A deeper shade of red appeared on Rohan's face while Aarav let out a nervous laughter.

The camera pulled out during the exchange, giving a wider view of the scene.

They were all now fully exposed on screen.

As the camera continued pulling back, Riya could be seen on her hands and knees, passionately engaging in sex with a body that finally came into view, which had a face. It was Rohan's, he was with HR.

For a split-second, the scene showed the whole bed with Rohan and Riya in a compromising position before the camera operator came into frame. He got onto the bed and inserted his erect cock into Riya's mouth.

The guy receiving the oral sex gave a thumbs-up to the camera. The sorry bastard was Aarav.

Rohan and Aarav were having sex with their HR at the same time.

I had no idea what kind of mixed emotions were churning through Kavita's mind. She kept watching the video as our friends swooped in on the screen and began to stirs themselves rhythmically.

"So, like, when was this?" she asked.

Continuing on, everybody's gaze was glued to the screen where Riya's breasts jiggled in the motion.

"I guess it happened because of the revealing outfit she wore after the Annual Budget meet," Rohan explained in a resigned tone.

Kavita glared at him. "And why would she come to you?"

Rohan became redder and tried to duck out, saying, "Just like that."

"Why, Rohan?"

"Go on, Rohan, tell her," Aarav said, mischievously.

And then the explanation became unnecessary. On the video, Aarav's cock appeared from Riya's mouth as she started to scream, "Fuck me, you bastard. Make love to your HR with that cock of yours. Fuck the brains out of your slutty HR, baby."

Riya went on to reach her climax while screaming. After she finished, she fell onto the bed.

Kavita's gaze was affixed to the screen, while her mouth hung wide open. Rohan's cock was on full display.

It wasn't that Rohan had an exceptional size. In fact, it was beautiful at that moment in time and solidly erect.

"It's like this. She spotted my cock in my shorts, and I... well, I took the opportunity. Apparently, she is quite adventurous. We did have it video-recorded, although she told us specifically not to share it with anyone."

"Ugh, I can't believe this!" said Kavita.

I began rubbing her shoulders, she hesitated but relaxed soon and leaned into me.

I whispered, "Are you ready for him to stop the video now?"

Her body pressed against mine, and I could have sworn she rubbed against me.

Finally, Rohan hit the pause button, freezing the scene. Riya lying on her back, legs spread open, Rohan seemingly walking away from the bed.

The whole time, Kavita was pretty stiff as she stood staring at the paused screen. I assumed she was absorbed in contemplating her next words.

The air crackled with tension as the moment hung there; she said, shock and curiosity intertwining her voice, "It... It's okay. I mean, people do have sex. But I am just shocked knowing our HR is... adventurous, and... you guys have had sex with her. I... I mean we have been friends for so long that I never thought of such a thing happening between you guys."

The room fell quiet except for the sound of breathing. The tension of all things sensuous was boiling inside me beneath the pressure of Kavita's ass. Rohan and Aarav, with huge sighs of relief, guilty as hell but grateful that they weren't going to get busted, shared side glances.

Kavita's words were as soothing and calming as a gentle breeze on a summer day but were also a tad bit enticing. "And you recorded it? You guys really get off on this kind of thing, don't you? I never have, because what I've seen seems to be so... mundane, but I have to admit, it's different when it's people you know," she laughed and added.

While saying that, her body relaxed. Her muscles just seemed to loosen up altogether. I could feel her soft, gentle curves with warmth in glory-my feeling like electric fire had been sparked within me.

She naughtily told me "I'm alright to watch this for a short while, how much longer is it going on?" she asked while putting her anticipation-toned eyes on the screen.

The tension was electric in the room, the air hung thick with beyond any doubt desire. The nervous laughter of Aarav shattered the silence. Rohan's face was bright crimson. "No, no, Kavita. We don't have to watch it, let me stop it," he said, yet she insisted, letting her curiosity get better of her.

Aarav whispered, "At least an hour, maybe more," and with that, all dams of desire broke loose. Kavita's face was suddenly flooded with excitement as her eyes sparkled with curiosity. "I am very curious as to what all you did with that slut," the voice sounded husky and seductive.

Kavita opened her body to the scene, muscles giving way to however they were in that moment, no longer merely an observer here but rather participant in this, senses heightened, sexual tension growing with every passing second.

She turned to me, her eyes locked onto mine, voice verging on a whisper. "You like this, don't you? It's okay. I know you do." My erection met her words with burning desire

When we took a break, there was a strange atmosphere almost appearing as though everyone was awaiting the turn of events. In that brief moment Kavita and I were together, there were goosebumps everywhere, as our bodies touched each other. I asked her this: "Are you sure about that?"

She drew in closer, lips almost touching mine, whispering, "What if I'm loving it? What if I can promise you a night to remember?"

Her words came like a spark, a fire that was going to consume us both. I groaned, my body responding to her touch as she rubbed my cock through my shorts.

No protest would be heard from me, for she just wore an impish grin and, leaning in closer, breathed hotly into my ear. "They're big boys. I'm sure they can take care of themselves."

Her fingers found my shaft, sending shivers down my spine at her touch.

We reentered the living room, but the atmosphere was charged up. The boys squirmed in their seats, refusing to meet our eyes. Kavita and I took our spot on the love seat. Immediately, she climbed onto my lap, and with her warmth, I drew her closer.

Rohan, too, could only look beseechingly at Aarav, who gave a resigned shrug, though his gaze was glued to Kavita's face. Rohan got up to hit play.

On the screen, Aarav's cock was thrusting into Riya, urgent and speedy thrusts. The stillness broke with Kavita's laughter, husky and sultry as she said, "She loves whatever you're doing to her."

From then on, the tension was followed by a sense of togetherness and belongingness. With the action in front of us, Kavita began to readjust herself on my lap.

She was startled and hesitant as I fondled her more but was relieved when she saw everyone engrossed in the act of watching, not noticing anything happening. Kavita reclined against my chest, hooking an arm over the back of my neck, and began a slow rubbing of her ass against me.

Onscreen passion had reached a point of boiling frenzy, as Rohan and Aarav swapped Riya between the two of them, moving in a mad whirl of lust. She was a wildcat- baiting them, beseeching to be taken, to be used, to be possessed.

The thick, sultry air was heavy with promise, my hand now slowly slipping up Kavita's expansive, bare, smooth thigh, the hemline riding up further in her dress with each weighty pace. She was glued where it was concerned and utterly consumed by the images dancing on the screen before her. Her body trembled in anticipation.

I made use of this moment, my left hand stroking the curve of her breast, feeling the heat emanating from her skin, while my right hand inched higher seeking her cunt. She melted deeper onto me. Her body surrendering itself to my touch.

She gasped, breath-hitching in her throat. Her back arched as my touch got a response from her body. I followed her gaze towards the screen in expectation of some new development, some fresh escalation of the erotic stuff unfolding before us.

It was the atmosphere, the whole room, the very setting of our small get-together which had changed. No longer did Rohan and Aarav seem engrossed in the movie-they were now watching Kavita and me, their eyes more than burning.

In her eyes, I can read that she was getting hornier and impatient at the same time.

Kavita's gasp told me she had finally come to terms with the fact that we were being watched, which very conveniently gave me an opening for sliding my hand a little ways up and cupping her crotch. She was already thoroughly drenched, and my fingers made a solid outline of the contours of her panty-clad pussy.

She tilted her head back against me, and she basically moaned it out. Her body was relenting to my touch. The whole while, our friends were gazing at us. Those eyes were now seeing Kavita very differently-the way her body writhed on my lap.

I rubbed two fingers in complete tandem up and down over her wet slit, and I'm willing to bet that her dress no longer concealed it. "Fuck, man, this isn't fair. She has seen ours, but we get to see nothing of hers," stammered Aarav, his voice thick with desire.

She quickly turned her face and pressed her lips to mine, kissing me deeply. She was very turned on but I thought she might also be doing it to impress the other men watching.

I smiled back and then as if to boast, grabbed Kavita's left breast and kneaded it, fingers pressing against her drenched pussy. She moaned, eyes closed. She clearly was enjoying every feeling of pleasure shooting through her.

Deep, wild, hungry kisses erupted from Kavita as I opened her more slowly but surely. She was proving to be extremely excited.

The moment I withdrew my caresses, she winced softly, and then our lips parted. Then my hands went beneath her skirt with my thumbs hooked under her panties.

She knew what I was after. With no hesitation and without a single word, she lifted her hip, allowing me to get rid of what remained of her modesty before our friend. The only thing that came out of her was a sultry and a slutty moan.

I lifted her skirt, and she opened up her legs. Her pussy now revealed, and our friends were very close, now watching...

"God damn, this is hot," Rohan, groaned before quickly stroking himself faster, his eyes now glued on my wife's exposed body.

Yet, I wasn't done. I disentangled her dress from her shoulders. Then, she has both arms wrapped around my neck. Her breasts were free now, and I could see her hard nipples.

"Oh my God" she panted every time I touched her, and I was just as intensively consumed in desire as I unzipped myself and felt her naked skin on mine.

I explored her body with my hands free, squeezed her breasts, teased her nipples and played with her over flowing cunt. I knew exactly how to keep her excited.

Suddenly, she froze, and I looked up to see our friend Aarav right in front of us, with an obvious look of desire on his face, and he said, "I had to see you up close, you're so sexy."

He looked into the desire of my wife's eyes and she moved herself against me again. I still felt the same with her, and she said, "I was surprised, but it's okay."

My wife looked at them, her eyes glued to their desires. I could feel her coming closer to the climax.

"Am I as sexy as Riya?"

Both our friends replied in unison, "You're way sexier than her." To which Rohan added, "Much more sexier."

My wife was too hot, hearing their amazing words, and she moved fairly faster against me. Aarav came closer, saying, "You're the sexiest woman I know."

He then asked Kavita to touch him, "You can touch me if you want. Just so you know what Riya felt."

However, my wife didn't respond. I could feel her excitement building.

He said, begging, "Please, just help us out here. This is way too hard."

My wife's pace quickened, and I feared I would lose control if she didn't stop soon.

She said, "I shouldn't be doing this. It's too much." But I could sense the desire in her body as it moved to the sensual atmosphere.

Naughty whispers filled the air as she turned around to me, trembling, and said, 'Baby, I thought they would watch, yet they actually want me to stroke their cocks. Riya did, but should I do it, baby?"

The hunger to be inside of her burning sexy warmth consumed me. My silence deafened. I had to have her. I shoved her forward and lifted my hips to deep a little into her flowing warmth.

She thought I gave her the go-ahead but it was my primal invitation. The next few moments were a blur of lust and passion.

I gently nudged her forward as she tentatively reached for the swollen cock of our friends. Their groans harmonized as she stroked their jerking cocks.

I was aware of her actions, but my own hunger stymied all my thoughts. I plunged deep inside her, and a wordless grunt erupted from my mouth. "Oh fuck."

Whether she interpreted that as my pleasure for her touch on our friends or for our joining together, I'll never know. All I knew was that she screamed and shuddered through the strongest orgasm she ever had.

I couldn't let anything stand in the way of my twisted selfish mind. I thrust into her again and again, making her spasming heat clench around me in a way I had never felt, driving our pleasure even deeper till she could no longer retain control, and her hands were moving like crazy over our friend's cocks.

As I reached the brink, Aarav's voice pierced through, wanting her, "I'm almost there, Kavita." His hand gripped her shoulder, pulling her closer, and he painted her face and mouth with his passion.

I was transfixed with what I saw, the build-up on my release. I slammed into her and filled her with thick ropes of my seed. Time stood still as I felt my muscles relax.

My hands remained firm on her waist, holding her tightly while I leaned back, enjoying the warmth from our intimate moment.

The moment was cracked by the sounds around. That snapped me back to reality. The sounds were loud and dominant, almost taking over the whole volume from the TV, where a close-up scene flashed by.

So much of me thought that her body would curl into mine after her orgasm. Instead, she remained away, still getting at Rohan's swollen cock. And she was making those sensuous sucking and slurping sounds that drew my attention toward Aarav's penis.

Aarav groaned, "Yes dear, drink it all in. Your mouth is incredible." As Kavita pulled back, the suction broke with a pop, and she turned to me with hungry eyes.

"I'm sorry, baby, he put it in my mouth while it was open. I couldn't help myself," she whispered. I glanced at Aarav, who shrugged.

"Sorry, man, her mouth was right there," he said.

"Take mine too in your mouth, love." Rohan moaned. Kavita turned with pleading eyes "Baby, it's only fair that I do the same for Rohan, right?"

I was frozen in thought, unable to make head or tail of it. But my silence was wrongfully interpreted, and Kavita grinned, saying, "Okay, you're right." She pulled Rohan closer and started to sensualize his tip.

He didn't say anything. That was when Kavita wrapped herself around him and started stroking and sucking him at the same time. The reality was so confusing that I just continued to watch this, feeling pretty much in a daze.

I saw the television, the room, and our friends all around us. Down and down, I saw Kavita's pussy, bright and swollen around me, really sucking in and wrapping close. Aarav stroking his semi-hard cock, and Kavita was determined in making Rohan happy.

That became the breaking moment for Rohan as he could no longer hold it, "I'm there." Kavita tugged and stroked him faster, "Yes, Rohan, give it to me, give all of your hot cum to me. Am I better at giving head than Riya?"

Just then, she took him in totally again and Rohan's face contorted with pure bliss as he began to release. The cock jerked and spasmed. Kavita was closing her lips down, determined to take in everything he had to give to her.

Her cheeks hollowed out as she sucked, and for a moment, she gagged, but she didn't pull back. She was resolute, and when she finally finished, she fell back onto me, exhausted.

Her face was a very picture of pure lust, eyes flashing with excitement, as she turned to me and said, "All of your guys' cum taste different."

I was hypnotized by the vision of Kavita, face drenched in cum and lips messy and swollen. My cock moved with desire just by her piercing gaze, fire glowed from her eyes as she watched me.

Kavita's hands wrapped around my cock, fingers stroking me with an appetite for more. Her eyes became fiery as they collided with mine. She sucked me with a wildness I had never seen.

The video rolled on with Riya's moans going with it, and all of that faded as Kavita sucked and stroked. I was lost, cock hardening, desire overwhelming, as her lips and tongue worked magic on me.

She had stopped and then looked back again, eyes lit up with excitement, as Riya, the one in the video, was spit-roasting again. Her eyes were locked onto mine, burning with desire.

She dove back down on my cock, her lips and tongue working their magic, as I remained awestruck, my mind going round and round with all that was happening around me. The two boys standing beside their buddy, Kavita, watched her while she went ahead and sucked me like never before.

No words were exchanged, but I felt a message transfer between them, as Kavita's body language spoke volumes. She moved her lower body, her ass in the air, as Aarav and Rohan exchanged glances with their eyes burning with desire.

Aarav approached her back first, running a hand down its back, cock ready to be struck. I knew what was about to happen. I could choose to stop it but my cock was not really in the mood for that. Huge spasms and I started cumming again with my body convulsing, as Kavita's eyes locked on to mine-her gaze burning with desire.

I watched my wife being fucked from behind, as Aarav buried his cock in her pussy. Sounds of moans and groans, coupled with the sight of her body shaking with pleasure, mattered most to me.

But Kavita had yet more. She was truly a woman possessed, her very body seemed to be driven with desire, as she pounded Aarav, fresh vigor in her moves. Her legs were locked to his shoulders and he was pounding her body with his cock, screaming again from the pleasure of an orgasm.

The guys working together rolled Kavita over to her hands and knees. They spit-roasted her as had been seen in the video they watched just earlier. Rohan's cock plunged down into her pussy, while Aarav's cock filled her mouth, and Kavita, lost in the intensity of the moment, fucked back hard into Rohan and sucked Aarav with abandon.

I could just sit and watch. Words faded from me. The memory of past fantasies, but I had never imagined that at the realization of such fantasies, it would be my own wife who would become the recipient of their desires.

Kavita came once again and Rohan just having to groan saying he was very close. Aarav, pulling out just then from her mouth, stroked and slapped her face that bounced with every thrust, waiting for Rohan to finish.

Kavita, who had been pleading hungrily for Rohan to fill her up, made her desire evident by asking him to cum into her slutty cunt. Rohan willingly obliged and pounded her one last time, forcing her legs up from the floor with each jet of cum.

Kavita just pushed her face deeper into the carpet and cried out moaning as Rohan finished inside her. Time slowed down as if that very moment would stretch into eternity, but at some point, Rohan pulled out and left, while Kavita lay sprawled on the floor, totally exhausted but still shivering from the powerful aftershocks of an amazing orgasms.

While Rohan pulled out, semen started pouring out of her vagina and trickled onto the floor. The two males moved back from my wife so she could catch her breath.

Her breath was rising and falling, deep breaths. This air was used to slowly crawl toward the couch and snuggle into my lap.

We all sat in silence pondering what would happen next. Where would my being with Kavita fit into this? Would we still be comfortable with each other, or has this incident be a scar in our fresh marriage? Would we be able to hang out with those two dudes again? I would be seeing them at work too, which would make it even more awkward.

The video had faded into the background for a while because I sensed it was coming to an end. I held and stroked my wife as she started her recovery.

Rohan and Aarav looked around as if they didn't know what to do. I think we were all deep in thought, thinking of the future.

Kavita looked up at me and smiled. Then she looked up at the screen and saw that Riya had moved onto something else-Rohan's cock, while Aarav was fucking her butt. From previous viewings, I remembered that what was being shown was a classic case of double penetration.

"Oh my, she's really enjoying that," said Kavita.

I could only agree with her with my nod.

Then she looked at me and smiled, "I so madly want that, right now."

Seems like the future would have to wait, and I scanned the room again.

I decided on a course of action and took my wife into my arms as one and all made for the bedroom.

True to form, it was a night of pleasure, with Kavita in full sensual flight. I was first to enter her asshole. To my utter surprise, she loved it! The three males took turns penetrating her over and over again.

We each had multiple orgasms, with Kavita melting into a trance-like state of pleasure from her multiple orgasms.

Eventually the night came to an end as we all drifted off to satisfyingly exhausted slumber.

Maybe all of us, me in particular, had been wondering what the day would bring for this close-knit group of friends.

Awkwardness started the next day. Kavita came up first and had to free herself from the limbs intertwined around her.

I opened one eye and saw Kavita's nude figure walk across the room and into the bathroom. I heard the sound of the lock clicking as she closed the door, but I wasn't able to guess what kind of mood she was in.

Rohan and Aarav were waking up too, and we crawled out of bed in stages. Except for the awkward glances we exchanged, we were in varying states of undress, taking in the new dynamic.

We were trying to make pleasant conversation while the shower in the bathroom ran, but none of us seem to know how to act, as every single person still had it freshly tucked away.

The only people I was mad at was - myself. Strangely enough, I was somewhat alright with what happened. I didn't feel like it was something we should repeat but I wasn't feeling bad about it.

We had made plans about the day but Rohan seemed to think that he and Aarav better leave before Kavita showed her pretty face again. He said this as the water in the shower was shutting off, and they both hastily started out of the room.

I walked them to the door as Kavita's voice shouted, "Where is everybody going? No one is treating me like a queen?."

Turning back, we saw Kavita emerging through the door, wrapped in a towel, hair tousled, and with a bright smile.

Rohan and Aarav started explaining themselves but were cut short. "What do you think? You have sex with me and disappear? Naughty guys! I care for you, you are my friends.'

An incredulous silence engulfed the room from that moment onward as she went away to finish getting ready.

We exchanged glances, and a smile crept to our faces. My wife was a master at breaking the tension in a room.

She winked playfully and asked, "Get me some contraceptive pills too. I like you all bare."