Menaka will soon leave Germany and rejoin her boyfriend back in Mumbai. But first, her German friends insist on giving her three farewell parties. She is getting prepared for the second one.
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Menaka was teasing me over our Skype video, from Germany. "There's going to be another party, Karan. They are going to do things to me!"
"What kind of things, Menaka?" I was trying to remain calm, but what choice did I have since I was in Mumbai?
"I don't know, honestly." My girlfriend tried to damp down the situation by changing the subject. "What colour are my eyes, Karan?"
I laughed, I couldn't avoid that question. "What kind of question is that? They are brown."
"That is what you think, Karan," she replied, "but are you looking at them?"
"Of course I'm not. I'm looking at your breasts." Because my girlfriend was naked at least from the waist up, which I could see clearly on my screen. But even from this distance I could see her nipples were hard. She shifted suddenly, her smile leaving her face, and she looked distracted for a short moment. Then she straightened up and gave me a warm smile.
I knew that smile, so I had to ask her. "Are you alone, Menaka?"
She gave me a saucy smile. "Why do you ask that?"
"Well," I replied, "when I have an intimate conversation with my girlfriend who is still in another country, I'd like to think we would have some privacy. If we're going to do anything..."
"So you do not have Tarini there?"
"Of course not. What sort of boyfriend do you think I am?"
Menaka sighed then tried to look serious. "What sort of boyfriend? A two timing boyfriend who thought he could have an affair back in India with Tarini while I was away from him for a short while here in Germany. And he thought he could keep it a secret from me." She recited my actions in a matter of fact way then stopped for a moment and smiled at me. "Sorry, two affairs," she corrected. "A three timing boyfriend. There will be a reckoning."
I had been caught with Tarini by my so-called friends who had reported my affair with her to Menaka. But hadn't I told her about Meena before she found out from anyone else? And then there was the issue of what Menaka was getting up to in Germany. And there were her incidents with my friends when she came back on the project trip. "But you..." I started to complain. It was impossible. Why were we wasting our time like this?
Not that Menaka seemed to be terribly fussed about these things. "And what were you thinking we would do with this privacy, Mister?" Menaka smiled.
Sensing she was just taunting me now, I smiled and unbuttoned my shirt.
"Ah," Menaka laughed, "we are to compare nipples?" She pulled at hers to prove how hard they were then saw that I looked despondent. That hangdog look I put on that I know will get to her every time. "I'm sorry my big boy. I didn't mean to upset you. And," she lightened up, "I have a surprise for you!" She seemed really happy about this surprise, like she had only just remembered that she had a reward for me. "Just give me a moment," she advised and reached forward to push her laptop back so I could see more of her surrounds.
Was I surprised to see Menaka was completely naked with someone's head between her legs? I guess there were no surprises these days. I could see the back of this stranger's head but not their face, and their long hair meant I was pretty sure it was a woman. Menaka leaned back and let the woman keep on with her good works, in fact Menaka reached down to hold this other woman's face into her crotch. While all the time she stared at me, with a look that started as a challenge like she was competing with me but soon became one of pleasure. Menaka was getting off, tugging on her nipples more urgently, thrusting her hips at her licker and having an all-round good time of it. And all I could do was unbutton my pants, wank and watch.
"Let me see you, Karan," Menaka groaned as she realised what I was up to, while she warmly stroked the head of her lover, "watching you wanking off, that would put me over the edge," she gasped. "Pull down your pants, show me that big dick and wank it for me."
I pushed back on the sofa, away from my laptop so Menaka could see what I was doing as my pants fell down to my ankles. "Look," I told her triumphantly, "they are already off!"
Menaka seemed to be enjoying the licking but I could tell that she wasn't getting over the top. Watching the performance on my screen, I got hard pretty quickly while wondering whether I should cum or hold back. Which way would turn Menaka on more? Or did it matter? I wanted to ask her, but she seemed too preoccupied with the headjob that she was getting, so I kept wanking, it was going to help her or me. We kept on like this for a while. That was until her friend sped up what she was doing to Menaka, using a few more fingers, which made Menaka cum suddenly while exploding various swear words and humping her hips dramatically for what seemed quite a while. I was hard and erect but only aroused, not fully excited. I slowed down my wanking to enjoy the show. Menaka lifted her friend's head away from her lower regions and turned her towards the camera. "Say hello to my boyfriend, Kat," she smiled while she gave the tall, blonde woman a peck on the cheek and then a full-blown passionate kiss. That was what I needed to cum, more of that. Suddenly I came too while watching my naked girlfriend french kiss her friend away in this other country.
And so I finally met her roommate while I was naked with my hand on my cock still wanking at the sight of what she had done to Menaka. What a way to meet! They both stared into their camera and encouraged me to cum again. Although Menaka was nude, Katherine remained fully dressed. She sat down next to my girlfriend casually playing with her bare breasts while they showed their interest in what I was doing. She even tried to help me.
"Will you cum quicker if you play with your balls?" Kat asked me in a deep, guttural tone. That was enough for me to start to spurt again. The stimulating looks on both of the women's faces put me over the edge as I jerked myself hard for their entertainment. Which delighted both of them over on the other side. Menaka seemed so proud of me. Kat clapped her hands in delight.
I took a moment to come back down, buzzed from impressing them. I started to clean the mess off my chest, but Kat intervened. "Leave it there," she smiled, licking her lips. How could I refuse that?
"He likes you!" Menaka exclaimed to her friend with another peck on her cheek. She put her arms around Kat, pressing her breasts into her side while Kat tried to look composed and sober. Menaka then looked sternly at her room mate. "Now that you have met him, I would like some time alone with my man, please," she asked her, with the seriousness of her intention obvious. So Kat acceded in German, got up off the couch, and I soon heard a door shut.
"Don't you love her!" Menaka exclaimed, now we were alone.
"Well," I said, "I barely got to meet her. Barely," I repeated gesturing at my state of undress because it was so funny.