An Evening with the Girls - 3
Alcohol and Lingerie
Previously
As me and Anvi walked beside each other, I felt the whisky warming my cheeks. I had taken one large sip before leaving. There wasn’t any smoking room at the bar. The only place to smoke was outside, in the courtyard. The evening had become chilly. Anvi, in the short dress, would have felt cold. I offered her a cigarette, and lit hers before I took out mine.
We had little privacy out there. The girls inside the bar could see us. Well, Nargis could. But Gurleen, would have had to turn her head to see me having a smoke with her friend.
“You are way too kind to us,” Anvi said.
“I’ll be honest. All of you are too pretty, to not be kind to,” I said, jerking my cigarette.
She smiled again. Away from her friends, Anvi looked far more relaxed. Her shoulders were delicate and smooth. Whatever little light was there in the area, shined off her smooth shoulder blades.
“You know, we are all taken,” Anvi said.
“Taken, as in? Have boyfriends?”
Anvi nodded.
“I see,” I said. I won’t admit that I was bummed out. It didn’t change much for me. The next morning, I were to leave, and will probably never meet these girls again. But it would have been nice, to have a few more numbers to call, when Nidhi wasn’t around.
“Gurleen didn’t say anything about it?” Anvi asked, tilting her head, letting the cigarette burn. She didn’t smoke as lovingly as Gurleen smoked her cigarette.
“Why do you think she should have?”
Anvi rolled her eyes. “You don’t have to play coy with me. I know your type,” she said.
I chuckled, “And what is my type?”
“You’d fuck anyone, who’d let you,” she said bluntly.
I wasn’t expecting that, but there wasn’t really anything that I could have argued against. So, I shrugged, and said, “Do you think I want to fuck you?”
Anvi looked at me, and without blinking her eyes, she said, “Yes.”
I replied to her quickly, “Would you?”
All that risk of asking her to step outside with me, in front of Gurleen, was paying off. My reward? That thrill when a beautiful girl in front of you, acknowledges that you want to fuck her.
“Would I what?” she was done with her cigarette. She was stamping it out with her shoes.
“Would you let me fuck you?” I asked.
“I thought you liked Gurleen,” she answered.
I let my cigarette fall on the floor (I know, littering! But, you have to forgive me that transgression), and stepped closer to her. I looked over Anvi’s shoulder to see if the girls inside were looking at us. Nargis was. But, I anyway, leaned towards Anvi, and said, “And I thought that you liked me.”
Anvi raised an eyebrow, “Who gave you that idea?”
“I think it’s the same person who gave you the idea that I liked Gurleen”
Anvi took a deep breath. I put my hand on shoulder. It was warm, a bare shoulder. And I said, “You shouldn’t be so stressed all the time”
Anvi looked at my hand on her shoulder and said, “I am not stressed.”
“So, is that how you look when you are turned on?”
Anvi sighed and shook her head, “That kind of shit doesn’t work on me.” She shrugged her shoulder. I took my hand off it, immediately. I reached for another cigarette, and said, “Would you stick around for another cigarette?”
I offered her one, but she shook her head. I lit mine and asked her, “Then what works on you?”
She frowned, “Is this your entire game?”
I have had my fair share of rejections. I have had my fair share of rebukes from girls on whom I have made my advances. I am more of a textual person. Taking rejection in person, is not something I am very skilled at.
I kept quiet, and smoked my cigarette. Anvi crossed her arms, looked down at her feet, fidgeting with the cigarette butt on the ground.
“Tell me something, if you all are taken, why would Gurleen tell me that you like me?”
“I don’t know,” Anvi was curt.
“How long have you guys known each other?”
Anvi looked up from her feet, and said, “How does that matter?”
“It probably doesn’t, but how long do you guys know each other?”
Anvi took a deep breath, “We went to college together. We were roommates from the first year. Nargis, well, Nargis and I know each other since we were kids. Our parents are close friends, so, me and Nargis have spent a lot of time growing together. I have seen her become a woman in front of my eyes.”
Anvi smiled, for the first time in a long time. She opened her mouth to say something, but then decided against it.
“What?” I asked
She shook her head, “I didn’t realize that she’s old enough to have men like you circle around her.”
I took a deep breath. Pretty girls can get away with a lot of insults.
“I am sure she is old enough to choose the right kind of men,” I was done with my cigarette. I dropped it and gestured that we move back inside.
I pocketed my hand. I was defensive by then, but I decided to make one last push, “You still didn’t answer, if you’d fuck me.”
I looked at Anvi for her reaction. She walked towards the bar, in short steps, looking down, with her arms crossed. The passage from the place where we smoked and the bar wasn’t well light. Her silhouette look hot. She was hotter by then, simply because of the fact there was little chance that I will get to touch her slender waist or suck her nipples.
“You are persistent, I will give you that,” she said.
I held the bar’s door for her, and asked her, “And also, I will be honest. I like Gurleen, and, I like you. And I don’t see why I cannot do things that you will like, to both of you.”
She walked past me, and turned her head, still walking slowly towards the group, “So, in plain terms, you want to fuck us both?”
I chuckled, “I don’t think it matters what I want, but you are not wrong,” I sat down, and gestured the waiter to repeat our drinks.
“Hi,” I said to Gurleen, leaning closer to her.
She didn’t respond. I laid back on the couch, and touched her in the same way I was touching her. She didn’t protest. It was fine by me, if she would let me touch her, without being talkative like before.
The waiter soon arrived with the drinks. He had gotten four shots of Kamikaze too. We dunk the shot. The group was quiet. I asked Nargis what she does. She is in the second year of college in Bombay. She asked me what I do, and that time, I decided to lie a little.
“I am a writer,” I said.
Anvi and Gurleen turned to look at me.
Gurleen spoke for the first time in a while to me, “But you said something else earlier,” She squinted her eyes. It is indeed suspicious when a man says that he does different things.
“I lied then,” I said, sipping my whisky. Larger sips, because I wanted to get past the cold treatment from Anvi.
“What do you write about? Anything that we have read?” Nargis asked, leaning forward, and sipped her beer.
“Well, that’s the reason I didn’t tell Gurleen about this before. I write erotica,” I said.
This was a desperate attempt. It’s not easy to keep a conversation with three young and beautiful girls interesting and moving in a direction which might lead to pleasurable outcomes, without being overt about sex.
I picked up my phone, and sent the link to this blog to Gurleen. Her phone pinged, she looked at it and then tapped the link.
I told them that it’s one of the things that I do. Among others I coach other Erotica writers, co-write some books, even ghost-write some books. By the way, that’s all a lie. The girls would probably read this too, and by now they know a lot more about me, that they knew in that evening.
I leaned towards Gurleen, and pressed my arm against hers, in the pretense of trying to show her where she should click for the ‘good’ stuff. Anvi was sitting closer to Gurleen, so she leaned over to see her screen too.
Nargis handed me her phone, and asked me to type in the address. I did.
As I sipped my drink, these three girls scrolled through my work. It was a little embarrassing. Very few people, who know me IRL, know about this blog and the kinds of things that I have written here. And all of them, have seen me naked and I have been inside them.
I expected them to just scroll and keep their phones away. But they kept read it. Anvi eventually switched to her own phone, scrolling through my posts. The pace at which they were scrolling, it didn’t seem like they were just skimming through it. With nothing else to do or talk about, I sipped my drink.
Gurleen locked her phone and kept it on the table. She picked her whisky and sipped it. I wrapped my arm around my waist. I saw Anvi look at my hand going around her friend. Nargis noticed it too, and have Anvi a look. I asked Gurleen, in a voice, which all could probably hear, “So, what do you think?”
She turned towards me. Our faces were close. We both probably smelled of whisky, but we had had enough alcohol to not being able to smell each others’ breaths. She said, “It’s okay. I didn’t read much”
“Do you know, you smell incredible,” I said, picking up my drink, and trying to pull her towards me. I liked how substantive she felt in my arm. I wish I could have touched more of her, except that thing wrong of flesh that the tee shirt exposed.
Gurleen smiled, and lowered her head. For the first time in the night, she leaned towards me. Her movement was slow and elaborate. She stretched her skirt to cover some of her thigh, but it still showed so much of those lovely thick thighs. I stared at it, without caring that I was being watched by her friends.
“I think we should get a couple of more Kamikazes, and have our dinner upstairs in the room,” I declared. I didn’t wait for the girls to respond. I gestured the waiter and asked him to get 8 shots of Kamikaze.
“And one more beer,” Nargis added, before the waiter left.
As we waited for the drink, Anvi and Nargis kept scrolling and clicking on their phones. I wasn’t sure if they were reading my work. But I took this distraction to bring lips close to Gurleen’s ear and whispered, “I wish I could kiss you right now,”
Gurleen touched my thigh, squeezed it and smiled. I reciprocated the squeeze, by grabbing a chunk of her flesh. She was soft all over, and there was plenty of her.
The drinks came shortly after that. I insisted that we dunk down the shots one after the other. Nargis didn’t struggle with the drinks anymore. She laughed after she dunked her second shot and said, “I didn’t know shots can be this much fun.”
Gurleen started laughing too. She covered her face as she laughed. Her chest heaved, as she kept laughing at Nargis’ comment. Anvi had a smile on her face too.
“Finally she smiles,” I said
When our eyes met, Gurleen had thrown her head on my shoulder as she continued laughing. I loved the weight of her head on my shoulder, the way she laughed, almost embarrassed that she was laughing at something silly.
“I wish there were some music, we could dance to,” Nargis said.
It was easy to say that the girls were drunk. Gurleen and Nargis especially. Anvi had an easy smile, which I gathered was drunk enough for her.
“You know what we should do? We should go upstairs, play some music and dance there,” Gurleen said.
“Yes!” Nargis said, and got up instantly.
I reached out to hold her wrist and pulled her down, “Sit, let’s at least finish our drinks. Are you sure you don’t want another round of shots?”
Nargis, instead of sitting down, came towards me. She thought I was telling her to sit beside me on the sofa. With me and Gurleen squashed together, there was space beside me, large enough to fit Nargis. Nargis put her hand around my neck, leaned down and said, “You are trying to get us drunk, aren’t you?”
Our lips were very close. Nargis moved a lot, swaying at her feet. I said, “Sit down, and then talk.”
I pulled her down. As Nargis sat, me and Gurleen adjusted to the side, Gurleen never removed her hand from my thigh.
“Let’s ask Anvi if you should drink more,” I turned to Anvi.
“Why should I answer that?” Anvi shot back.
I was drunk too by then. With two girls in my arms, I was feeling confident enough to say, “You know what Anvi, you are too stuck up!”
I sipped the last of my whisky, and said, “You should certainly have one more shot!” I gestured the waiter, raising the empty shot glass. He smiled and nodded.
Gurleen and Anvi were laughing, each with their heads on my shoulders. I looked around the bar, and realized that we were pretty loud. There was a couple, at a table far away, who kept looking at us. They were probably my age, and I could sense the judgement from them, even sitting a dozen feet away from them.
Anvi was almost done with her Jagerbomb. She poured the rest of the red bull in her jager and dunked it.
Nargis reached for her beer glass, and then leaned back. Like Gurleen, she too put a hand on my thigh. It was simply more comfortable to sit that way in that sofa.
“Beer has never hit me like this before,” Nargis said to no one in particular.
“It’s not the beer. It’s the 4 shots of kamikaze inside you,” I said. I took this as the opportunity to place my hand on her bare thigh. The little black dress had rode up, and up close her young thighs looked too irresistible to touch. I leaned to her, and asked, “You are not feeling sick, are you?”
“No No! I want to drink some more!” She said loudly. She smiled a wide smile at me.
“Okay,” I said, squeezing her bare thigh. I let my hand rest there.
Another round of shots came. I saw Anvi take a deep breath as she picked up hers. Gurleen and Nargis dunked it without waiting for anyone. I was looking at Anvi as I picked up my glass. It was only when she dunked hers, that I dunked mine.
“Oh my God!” Gurleen said, as she shook her head, feeling the alcohol travel down her.
She laughed out loud, when she saw me looking at her.
Seeing that everyone was done with their drinks, I gestured the waiter for the check.
The walk up to the room was fun. None of us walked straight. Nargis and Gurleen had taken my arms. Anvi walked in front us. Her ass looked beautiful as she swayed in her steps. She tried her best to appear as being the most sober among us. But her body betrayed her. She tripped for seeming reason.
In the lift, Gurleen poked an Anvi and mocked her for being so trippy. Nargis never left my arm, slapping my arm as she laughed. While I write this, it all seems very foggy, and there’s no reason why we should have been laughing that much.
Anvi had the key card, and she unlocked the room.
The first thing I saw when I entered the room was a padded bra on the entertainment unit. I saw Anvi rush towards it and stash it away somewhere. Nargis fell on the bed flat, not caring that she was wearing a tight little black dress. She kept on laughing as she checked her phone. Her legs were dangling from the bed. If I could crouch near that edge, I would have been able to see her panty.
Gurleen stayed by my side, as Anvi excused herself to go use the washroom. With Nargis busy with her phone, and laughing, it was just Gurleen and me, standing in the room, arm in arm.
I was done with niceties by then. I turned Gurleen towards me, and kissed her on the lips. This kiss was different. With both of us drunk, our kiss was deep right from the start. And unlike our first time, we didn’t pull away or wait for the other to make a move. At least I didn’t.
I slipped my hands inside Gurleen’s top as I kissed her in the middle of the hotel room, which was shared among the three girls. I squeezed her waist, and very shortly made my way to grab her ass, and squeeze it. I wanted to go where we had left.
“Woah woah,” I heard Nargis say.
I opened my eyes, not letting go of Gurleen’s lips. Nargis had raised herself, resting on the elbow. A strap of her black dress had slipped off her shoulder, exposing the hem of her bra in one of her breasts. Gurleen seemed to be unaware of this, so, I closed my eyes and continued kissing her. Gurleen’s back was towards Nargis, so, Nargis got the prime view of how hard I squeezed her friend’s ass.
After a little while, I peeked at Nargis. I saw her smiling, and adjusting herself, to rest against the headrest of the bed. She didn’t bother with her strap or cares that by then, I could see one of her breast out of the dress. She wore a lace bra.
I had gotten hard by then, kissing Gurleen’s juicy lips and rubbing my crotch against hers. And the sight of a 19 year old girl watching us, without adjusting her dress that slipped off her, made me harder.
I stopped kissing Gurleen, after the point when simply kissing would not have done anything more for me. I had two conflicting wishes. I liked being in the room with the other two girls, Anvi especially, who had walked in from the bathroom, while I was still kissing her friend. But I also wished that me and Gurleen were in our room, where, I could have carried this kiss forward, maybe finally take off her tight skirt and kiss between her thick thighs.
After we stopped kissing, me and Gurleen stood in the middle of the room, holding hands. Gurleen had her arm on my shoulder, just the way she was kissing. She wouldn’t open her eyes. Anvi was glaring at us. And then, she glared at Nargis. She walked up to her and adjusted her strap and told something to her which I couldn’t hear. Nargis laughed her off, and pulled both the straps of her dress down. She kept laughing as she peeled her dress off.
“You know, I will do one better,” she said to Anvi. She got up from the bed, face me and got out of her dress.
Nargis’ body was intoxicating. She was wearing a lace panty, to go with her lace bra. I couldn’t make up any spots in her skin. Fair and tight, her body was beautiful. Her breasts were big for her short frame, and her legs thick and curvy. And she looked even hotter because of the carefree way in which she laughed and swayed at her feet, after stripping down to her lingerie.
Anvi shook her head and looked over to me. She gestured me to walk to the balcony. I kissed Gurleen on the cheeks and told her to lie down a little. I held her hand and gave it to Nargis. “Make her comfortable. And where’s the music?!” I said to Nargis. I unabashedly stared at her breasts, as I talked. The cup was small for her breasts, which meant a deep and curvy cleavage between her tits. Gurleen had opened her eyes, and was tugging at me sleeve. She asked, “Where are you going?”
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“Just for a smoke. Why don’t you get comfortable? And, decide on what we are ordering for dinner. We need to eat to absorb all the alcohol,” I kissed her forehead. We smiled at each other.
Anvi was already at the balcony, with her arms crossed. I closed the balcony door, and lit up a cigarette.
“Hi,” I said, pocketing one hand, and smoking with another. It had gotten even colder, than the last time me and Anvi were out smoking in front of the bar.
Anvi sighed, but kept quiet.
“You wanted to talk about something, I think?” I said.
“I did. But I don’t know what to say,” Anvi shook her head. She hadn’t changed out of her dress. The weather had gotten cold being outside with that short of a dress, with so much bare skin. I stared at her ass, shaped out by her dress, as I said, “I presume, you are uncomfortable with me being here, and with the other two acting that way.”
“Yes. It’s annoying. It’s annoying because,” she sighed, “because, I shouldn’t be uncomfortable.”
She covered her face with both her hands. “Ghuuh,” she groaned.
I came closer to her, and rested my hand on her bare shoulder, for the second time in the evening. I offered her my cigarette, “Have a drag.”
I expected her to shrug my hand away and say no to my cigarette. But, she took it. As she smoked, I wondered, if she realized that my lips had been on that cigarette.
“Look, I like Gurleen. I love Nargis’ energy, and —”
“And the fact that she is down to her underwear in front of you,” she interrupted me. She handed me the cigarette.
“No. I mean, yes, I won’t deny that I am not enjoying that. But my point is, I liked this evening a lot. And I would like it continue. But,” I paused, took a drag of my cigarette.
“But,” I continued, “I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.”
She looked at me as I said, “So, I will say my goodnights, and go to my room, and eat alone.”
“Why?”
“Because, it’s not really a party, if everybody present in it isn’t having any fun.” I stamped the cigarette.
“You don’t get it, I want to have fun. And I should be, but all this— ” she stopped mid-sentence.
What I did next, was not the best thing to do, to feed on somebody’s vulnerabilities. But then again, I have never claimed to be anybody’s role model.
I turned her around, and stepped closer to her. With other two girls in the room, and standing at the balcony with this beautiful tall girl who refused to have fun, the evening didn’t feel chilly anymore.
Anvi’s face had a pained expression. I didn’t know the girl enough to understand what all went through her mind. I had no idea what made her the way she was, what her demons were, what were her fears and what were her dreams.
But what I knew, was in that moment, she wasn’t thinking straight. She didn’t know right from wrong. And in those moments, you do things which you wouldn’t otherwise do. Like letting an older man you met yesterday, kiss you.
And that’s exactly what happened. When I leaned forward to kiss her lips, Anvi’s eyes were wide open. She had seen me kissing Gurleen no so long ago. She knew that I had kissed Gurleen in my room earlier in the day, and she knew that there was nothing special about me kissing her, because it wasn’t just her. But it didn’t matter. It didn’t matter, that I pushed my tongue inside her. It didn’t matter that I squeezed her waist and pulled her into me as I kissed her.
She didn’t return the kiss right away. But she didn’t pull away either. When I broke the kiss, Anvi refused to look me in the eyes.
I said, “Let your guard down. You won’t probably see me tomorrow. Or ever again after tonight. We barely have 12 hours, and then whatever happens here, will only be a memory.”
I took her hand , she looked up, her eyes had welled up.
“So, let’s go back inside. And let yourself do whatever you feel like doing,” I planted a kiss on her forehead.
“Earlier this evening, I’d asked if you’d let me fuck you. I ask you this again, tell me, what is it that you really want to do?”
I would never know what Anvi had said then. Because, we were interrupted. By two girls, in their underwear.
They were laughing, and they were in their underwear. That’s all that was common between them. Nargis, short and slender, with violet hair looked as contrasting to Gurleen’s thick and tall figure, as two girls can be. Nargis’ body was taut and young, Gurleen’s was soft and oozy. Gurleen’s bra was struggling a lot to keep her breasts in those cups.
When they walked in, Anvi and me were pretty close. I still had my lips near her forehead, my body close to hers. Gurleen eyed us, her laughter dwindled a little, but she continued with the joviality that she had walked in.
“You told me to see if she was comfortable,” Nargis said loudly. She wrapped her around Gurleen’s bare waist, and continued, “See, she’s very comfortable now.”
She squeezed Gurleen’s love handle. I let my eyes linger on Gurleen’s body. I hadn’t taken the time to step away from Anvi, I still had my hands on her shoulders.
I smiled at them, and said, “I think we all should step in.”
Gurleen laughed at that, and so did Nargis. We followed the girls inside. Nargis from behind was tempting. But, Gurleen’s ass made me wish I had a bigger mouth so that I could kiss more of it. I had Anvi’s hand, and I hadn’t let it go. We were the only ones in the four who had not stripped down.
The room felt pleasantly warm, after spending so much time outside. And, with two young girls, giggling and bouncing around the room, made it a good place to be. Suddenly the room felt smaller, will all four us, intending to stay together for the first time.
Nargis and Gurleen lied on the bed, rested their backs against the headboard. Gurleen’s thick legs were on display in full glory. I had spent an entire day fantasizing about her legs, about her substantial body will look without clothes. And there she was. I don’t know what the girls talked about when I was not in the room, but they were way more giggly than they were. And way more handsy with each other.
Nargis kept showing her something on the phone, and rested her hand close to Gurleen’s crotch. Gurleen’s pink panty and a white bra seemed tame in comparison to Nargis’ black lace lingerie. But, because of the color of the underwear and her skin, Gurleen’s underwear seemed disappear almost entirely with her skin.
Anvi and I sat down on the two chairs in the room, Anvi opposite to me, with a table between us. We had turned the chairs a little towards the bed, so that we face the girls in the bed.
Anvi’s mood had lightened a little. I told her that we should order something to it, before we lose track of time. We tried to ask the girls what they wanted to eat, but they were too distracted with whatever they were doing on the phone. Anvi ordered for them. I asked her if she would want to drink something. She and I ordered food enough for four, and ordered a bottle of whisky, which we decided to drink only on our own.
“Why don’t you change into something comfortable?” I asked Anvi.
“Do you want me to be comfortable like them?” she said, smiling. Her tone had softened by then.
Anvi’s eyes were pretty. And when she was not looking stern, her face was warm and kind. A long neck, a slender body, and a dress which showed just enough cleavage to be graceful — she was very pleasant to look at.
“I wouldn’t mind that. But, like I was saying earlier, you should do whatever you feel like doing,” I reached for my packet of cigarette. Kept it away, when I realized that I couldn’t smoke in the room.
Anvi observed me and said, “You smoke a lot.”
I laughed. She had not seen me smoke. If only this were my place, instead of a no-smoking hotel room. These were the times when cheap hotel rooms were better. Yes, the bed in a property like Radisson was perfect for fucking, but the loose rules of a cheap hotel were thrilling when it came to get dirty in the bed.
“Yes, I do,” talking about smoking made me want to smoke. So, I anyway took the packet of the cigarette and got up.
Gurleen noticed me, and said, “I want one too,” she extended her arm.
“You cannot smoke here,” Anvi told her.
Gurleen made a face, and got up the bed. I was at the balcony’s door by then. I saw her walk towards me, her body jiggling as she walked bare foot, in her bra and panty.
I put my arm on her bare waist, and said, “Are you sure, you want to come out like this?”
“Why? Are you worried that you would end up doing more than kissing this time?” Gurleen said, leaning into me chest. She laughed before she could finish the sentence. Even though we had drank the same liquor, and pretty much the same amount, I could smell the alcohol in her breath.
I chuckled, “No, it’s cold outside.”
“I can take some cold,” she slid the door open and walked into the balcony.