Dance Group? Or sex group? 2

Chandan froze deep inside Supali, his thick cock buried to the hilt in her newly deflowered pussy. He was about to pull out in panic when Supali suddenly tightened her legs around his waist, locking her ankles firmly behind his back.

“Don’t…” she gasped, voice shaky and breathless. Her face was burning with embarrassment, tears still drying on her cheeks, but her pussy clenched hard around him. “They… they already saw everything… ahh… so let’s not stop now…”

Chandan stared at her in disbelief, his cock twitching violently inside her tight heat. “Supali… are you sure?”

She nodded, biting her lip hard as another wave of pleasure-pain rolled through her. “Yes… just… don’t stop. Please.”

Devika and Jagnyaseni stood near the locked door, breathing faster now. Devika’s eyes were dark with arousal as she watched Chandan’s thick shaft stretching Supali’s pussy. Jagnyaseni licked her lips, one hand unconsciously pressing against her own thigh.

Chandan groaned and started moving again. He pulled back slowly, letting several inches of his glistening cock slide out, then thrust back in with a wet slap. Supali moaned loudly, her heavy breasts bouncing with the impact. Her legs stayed locked behind him, pulling him deeper.

“Ahh… yes… like that…” she whimpered.

He gradually picked up the pace, fucking her with long, deep strokes. The sofa creaked rhythmically beneath them. Supali’s juices coated his shaft and dripped down to her ass with every thrust. Her full breasts jiggled enticingly, nipples stiff and begging for attention.

Devika stepped closer first, her voice low and husky. “God… look at you two. Supali, I never knew you could be this bold.” She reached out and gently cupped one of Supali’s bouncing breasts, squeezing the soft, heavy flesh. Supali gasped sharply, her pussy fluttering around Chandan’s cock.

Jagnyaseni moved to the other side, kneeling beside the sofa. She leaned down and captured Supali’s other nipple between her lips, sucking it gently while watching Chandan’s cock disappear repeatedly into their friend’s stretched pussy.

Supali’s moans grew louder, more desperate. Being watched and touched by her friends while Chandan fucked her sent her spiraling. “Mmmhh… Devika… Jagnyaseni… ahh! It feels so intense…”

Chandan thrust harder, gripping Supali’s wide hips as he drove into her. The wet *plap-plap-plap* sounds filled the room, mixed with Supali’s cries and the soft sucking noises from Jagnyaseni’s mouth on her breast.

Devika kissed Supali’s neck, then moved up to claim her lips in a deep, hungry kiss. Supali moaned into Devika’s mouth, her body rocking between all three of them. Jagnyaseni switched between sucking both of Supali’s nipples, occasionally licking the underside of her heavy breasts.

After several minutes of intense fucking, Chandan slowed down and pulled out of Supali with a wet pop. His thick cock glistened with her juices, still rock hard and throbbing. Supali whimpered at the sudden emptiness, her pussy clenching around nothing, a trickle of her cream and a hint of blood leaking out.

Devika smiled wickedly. “My turn to taste her.” She moved between Supali’s spread thighs and dragged her tongue slowly up Supali’s freshly fucked pussy, tasting the mix of her arousal and Chandan’s precum. Supali cried out, hips bucking.

Jagnyaseni looked at Chandan with hungry eyes. “You’ve been working so hard, Coach…” She reached out and wrapped her fingers around his slick cock, stroking him slowly. “Let me help you.”

Chandan groaned as Jagnyaseni took him into her mouth, sucking greedily while Devika ate Supali’s pussy with long, sensual licks.

Supali, still panting and overwhelmed, reached out and pulled Devika’s face harder against her core. Her other hand found Jagnyaseni’s hair as the room filled with wet sounds, moans, and heavy breathing.

The four of them were completely lost in each other now — boundaries gone, bodies flushed and needy.

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Jagnyaseni pulled Chandan’s thick, glistening cock from her mouth with a wet pop, strings of saliva connecting her full lips to the swollen purple head. She looked up at him with lust-filled eyes, her long hair messy.

“Let me take care of you properly,” she whispered huskily.

She opened her mouth wide, tongue flat, and took him in again — deeper this time. Her lips stretched tightly around his girth as she bobbed her head, sucking him with slow, deliberate strokes. Wet, obscene slurping sounds filled the room. She worked the first half of his shaft with her mouth while her right hand stroked the lower half in perfect rhythm, twisting slightly at the head.

“Mmmhh… gluck… gluck…” The sounds were filthy and loud. Saliva dripped down her chin onto her blouse as she tried to take more of him, the fat head nudging against the back of her throat.

Chandan groaned deeply, one hand gently holding the back of her head. “Fuck, Jagnyaseni… your mouth feels incredible…”

Supali watched breathlessly from the sofa, still naked and leaking, while Devika continued licking her pussy slowly, occasionally glancing over to watch the blowjob.

Jagnyaseni grew bolder. She relaxed her throat and pushed forward until nearly three-quarters of his thick 7-inch cock disappeared between her lips. Her eyes watered, mascara smudging slightly, but she didn’t stop. She hummed around his shaft, the vibrations making Chandan’s thighs shake. She sucked harder, hollowing her cheeks, tongue swirling around the underside vein while her hand pumped the base furiously.

Chandan’s breathing turned ragged. “I’m close… I’m gonna cum…”

Jagnyaseni moaned encouragingly around his cock and sucked even more greedily, eyes locked on his. With a guttural groan, Chandan grabbed her hair and thrust shallowly into her mouth as he exploded.

Thick, hot ropes of cum flooded her mouth. Jagnyaseni’s eyes widened but she swallowed eagerly, gulping down pulse after pulse. Some cum leaked from the corners of her lips and dripped down her chin as she kept sucking him through his orgasm, milking every drop.

When he finally stopped twitching, she pulled off slowly, gasping for air. A thick strand of cum and saliva connected her swollen lower lip to his cock. She licked her lips clean with a naughty smile.

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Devika lifted her face from Supali’s pussy, lips shiny with juices. Her eyes were dark with need. Without saying a word, she stood up, quickly peeled off her leggings and panties in one go, and kicked them aside. Her smooth, rounded ass and shaved pussy were now fully exposed.

She climbed onto the sofa on all fours, right beside the still-panting Supali. Devika arched her back deeply, pushing her ass up and spreading her thighs. Her petite body looked incredibly inviting — tiny waist flaring into soft hips, her pink pussy already wet and slightly open.

“Come on, Chandan…” Devika breathed, looking back over her shoulder with a needy expression. “I want it. Right now.”

Chandan’s cock, which had started softening, twitched and rapidly hardened again at the sight. Within seconds it was rock-hard and throbbing. Without thinking, driven purely by raw lust, he moved behind Devika, gripped her slim hips, and positioned his thick cock at her entrance.

He slammed forward hard.

**“AHHHHHHHH!!”**

Devika screamed loudly as Chandan’s thick cock tore through her virgin hymen in one brutal thrust. More than half his length buried inside her instantly. A mix of bright red blood and her clear juices flowed out around his shaft, dripping down her thighs onto the sofa.

Her petite body jerked violently. Her face contorted in sharp pain — eyes squeezed shut, mouth open in a silent cry that turned into broken sobs. Tears spilled instantly down her flushed cheeks.

“It hurts…! Chandan, it’s too big… ahhh…!” she cried hard, her small frame shaking. Her pussy spasmed wildly around his invading cock, gripping him like a vice. Fresh blood and wetness continued leaking out with every twitch.

Chandan stayed buried deep inside her, groaning at how impossibly tight she was. He rubbed her lower back gently, trying to soothe her even as his cock throbbed with the need to move.

Supali and Jagnyaseni watched with wide eyes — Supali still recovering, Jagnyaseni licking residual cum from her lips.

Devika continued crying softly, body trembling on all fours, but she didn’t pull away. Her fingers clutched the sofa cushion tightly as she panted through the pain.
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Devika’s petite body trembled violently on all fours, her tight virgin pussy stretched obscenely around the thick base of Chandan’s cock. Blood and clear juices trickled down her inner thighs. She was sobbing hard, face buried in the sofa cushion, shoulders shaking.

“P-please… it hurts too much… pull out… I can’t…” she cried, voice breaking.

Chandan’s eyes darkened with raw lust. He gripped her slim hips tighter, fingers digging into her soft flesh hard enough to leave marks. Instead of pulling back, he forced another inch deeper, making her scream.

“Ahhhhhh!!”

“Shut up and take it,” he growled, voice low and dominant. He pulled back slightly, only to slam forward brutally, burying the rest of his thick 7-inch cock completely inside her in one savage thrust. Their bodies slapped together wetly.

Devika’s head snapped up, eyes wide with shock and agony. “AHHH! CHANDAN!!”

He didn’t stop. Holding her hips in a death grip, he started fucking her with hard, merciless strokes — pulling out halfway and slamming back in with full force. The sound of his pelvis smacking against her ass echoed loudly in the room. Each brutal thrust made her small body jerk forward, her perky breasts swinging wildly beneath her.

“Your virginity of 16 is now gone,” he grunted through clenched teeth, pounding her even harder, “so you might as well feel it properly.”

Devika sobbed uncontrollably, tears streaming down her face. “It hurts! It hurts so much… please… slower… ahh! Ahhh!” Her cries were loud and broken as her tiny pussy was brutally stretched and fucked. Fresh blood mixed with her juices coated his thick cock and dripped onto the sofa with every violent thrust.

Chandan leaned over her, one hand grabbing her long hair and pulling her head back, forcing her to arch painfully. His other hand reached under and roughly squeezed one of her breasts, pinching her nipple hard.

“You wanted this, didn’t you? Spreading your ass like a little slut,” he growled, slamming into her faster, deeper, using her petite body like a toy. The wet, brutal *plap-plap-plap-plap* sounds were relentless. Her pussy made filthy squelching noises as he forced his thick cock in and out.

Supali and Jagnyaseni watched in stunned silence — Supali still naked and leaking, Jagnyaseni biting her lip.

For nearly two full minutes, Devika cried and sobbed loudly, her face a mess of tears, mascara running. Her small frame shook with every punishing thrust.

Then something shifted.

Her loud “Ahhh! Ahh!” cries slowly started changing. The pain mixed with intense pleasure as her pussy adjusted to his girth. Her sobs turned into shaky, involuntary moans.

“Ahh… ahhh… ohhh… oh my god…”

Her voice cracked as the tone completely changed — from pure pain to overwhelmed pleasure. Her hips began moving back weakly to meet his brutal thrusts.

“Ohhh… Chandan… it’s so deep… ohhh fuck…” she moaned loudly, eyes rolling back, tears still flowing but now mixed with ecstasy. Her pussy clenched rhythmically around his pistoning cock, gushing fresh wetness.

Chandan smirked and fucked her even harder, slamming into her with animalistic force, balls slapping against her clit. “That’s it… scream for me properly now.”

Devika’s moans grew louder and sluttier, her body pushing back against him as she surrendered to the brutal pleasure.

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Chandan’s eyes burned with raw dominance as he felt Devika’s tight pussy finally start to accept him. Instead of easing up, he gripped her slim waist harder and started fucking her with savage, punishing force.

He pulled her hair back roughly, forcing her to arch deeply like a bow. His hips slammed forward brutally, driving every thick inch into her petite body with wet, violent smacks.

**PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!**

“Take it, you little slut,” he growled, voice thick and commanding. “This tight virgin cunt is getting ruined today.”

Devika’s moans turned into broken, desperate screams of pleasure. “Ohhh! Oh fuck! Chandan—ahhh! It’s too deep— you’re breaking meee!!”

He spanked her ass hard, leaving a bright red handprint on her fair skin. Then another. And another. Each slap made her pussy clench violently around his pistoning cock. Her small body jerked forward with every thrust, her perky breasts swinging wildly.

Chandan reached under and grabbed both her breasts roughly, squeezing them hard, pinching and tugging her nipples as he railed her without mercy. Her juices and leftover blood were smeared all over his thick cock and dripping down her trembling thighs in messy strings.

“You’re mine now,” he snarled, pounding her even harder. The sofa was creaking dangerously. “This pussy belongs to me.”

Devika was completely lost. Her eyes had rolled back, tongue slightly out, drool leaking from the corner of her mouth as she moaned like a broken whore. “Yes— yes— I’m yours! Ohhh god— you’re so deep— you’re destroying my pussy— ahhhhh!!”

Her walls fluttered wildly around him. Chandan felt her getting close. He wrapped one hand around her throat from behind, squeezing just enough to make her gasp, while his other hand spanked her ass repeatedly. He fucked her like an animal — fast, brutal, and relentless.

Supali and Jagnyaseni watched in stunned arousal, both breathing heavily, thighs pressed together.

Chandan felt his balls tighten. He slammed into her with short, powerful strokes, grinding deep every time he bottomed out.

“I’m going to fill you up,” he growled into her ear. “Take every drop like a good girl.”

Devika moaned brokenly, pushing her ass back against him desperately. “Yes— cum inside me— please— fill me— ahhh!!”

With a deep, animalistic groan, Chandan buried himself to the hilt and exploded.

Thick, hot ropes of cum erupted violently inside her freshly broken pussy. He kept thrusting through his orgasm, pumping load after load deep into her womb. Devika cried out in ecstasy as she felt his warm seed flooding her, triggering her own powerful orgasm. Her pussy spasmed and milked his cock greedily, squeezing out every drop as her body shook uncontrollably.

When he finally stopped, he stayed buried deep inside her, his cock twitching as the last spurts filled her. A thick mix of his cum, her juices, and a trace of blood slowly leaked out around his shaft, dripping down her thighs.

Devika collapsed forward onto the sofa, panting, sobbing, and moaning softly, completely wrecked. Her pussy remained gaping slightly even after he slowly pulled out, creamy white cum flowing freely from her used hole.

Chandan breathed heavily, his cock still semi-hard and glistening.

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Chandan pulled out of Devika’s creampied pussy with a wet, obscene sound. Thick white cum mixed with her juices and a hint of blood immediately oozed out of her freshly fucked, slightly gaping hole and ran down her thighs. Devika collapsed forward onto the sofa, trembling and whimpering softly, her petite body limp and thoroughly used.

Chandan staggered back and dropped heavily onto the floor beside the sofa, lying flat on his back. His chest heaved as he panted hard, sweat covering his body. His thick cock, still glistening with their combined fluids, rested semi-hard against his stomach, twitching occasionally.

“Fuck… I’m spent,” he breathed, eyes half-closed.

Jagnyaseni, who had been watching everything with dark, hungry eyes while occasionally touching herself, crawled over to him on her knees. Her blouse was still on but completely unbuttoned, her full breasts swaying heavily as she moved. She licked her lips, staring at his slick cock.

“My turn now, Chandan?” she asked, voice husky and eager. “You’ve fucked both of them… I’m so wet already.”

Chandan shook his head weakly, still catching his breath. “Jagnyaseni… not right now. I have no energy left. Give me a few minutes… please.”

A mischievous, almost predatory smile spread across Jagnyaseni’s beautiful face. She straddled his waist in one smooth motion, her long hair cascading over one shoulder. Her wet pussy hovered just above his softening cock as she looked down at him.

“You don’t need energy,” she purred. “I’ll do all the work. I’ll ride you.”

Before he could protest further, Jagnyaseni placed both hands on his chest and pushed him down firmly, pinning him to the floor. Chandan’s eyes widened slightly as she took control.

“Jagnyaseni… wait—”

She reached down between them, grabbed his slippery cock, and stroked it firmly a few times until it began hardening again in her grip. Once it was stiff enough, she positioned the thick head against her dripping entrance and slowly sank down.

“Mmmhh… yes…” she moaned deeply as her pussy lips stretched around his girth. She was incredibly wet and aroused from watching the others, so her descent was smoother than the others, but his thickness still made her bite her lip hard.

“Ahh… fuck, you’re so thick…” she gasped, eyes fluttering. She paused when halfway down, breathing heavily, then continued lowering herself until her ass rested on his thighs — his entire cock buried deep inside her.

Jagnyaseni threw her head back, moaning loudly. Her full breasts thrust forward as she started rolling her hips in slow, sensual circles, feeling him throb inside her. Then she began riding him properly — lifting her hips and slamming back down with wet, heavy slaps.

**Plap… plap… plap…**

Her breasts bounced hypnotically with every downward thrust. Sweat already glistened on her golden skin. She placed her hands on his chest for leverage and rode him harder, her long hair swaying wildly.

“Look at me,” she demanded breathlessly, eyes locked on his. “Watch how I fuck you.”

Chandan groaned, his hands instinctively moving to grip her bouncing ass, squeezing the soft flesh as she rode him with increasing speed and force. The wet sounds of her pussy taking his cock filled the room again.

Supali and Devika watched from the sofa — Supali still shy but visibly aroused, Devika lying on her side, cum still leaking from her, eyes hazy as she watched her friend ride their coach.

Jagnyaseni leaned forward, dangling her heavy breasts near Chandan’s face while grinding her clit against his pelvis with every deep bounce.

“You like this, Coach?” she teased between moans. “My tight pussy riding your cock after you destroyed both of them?”

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Jagnyaseni’s hips moved faster, slamming down harder onto Chandan’s thick cock with wet, heavy smacks. Her full, round ass rippled every time she bottomed out, taking him balls-deep inside her dripping pussy.

**Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!**

“Ahh… fuck… yes!” she moaned loudly, riding him with raw hunger. Her heavy breasts bounced wildly in front of his face. She grabbed the back of his head and pulled him forward forcefully, smothering his face between her soft, sweaty tits.

“Suck them,” she demanded breathlessly. “Suck my nipples while I fuck you.”

Chandan groaned into her cleavage and obeyed. He latched onto her right nipple, sucking hard, tongue flicking rapidly over the stiff bud. Jagnyaseni cried out in pleasure, grinding her clit against his pelvis every time she came down.

Supali and Devika moved closer. Devika, still leaking cum from her freshly fucked pussy, leaned in and started sucking Jagnyaseni’s other nipple, while Supali shyly reached out and squeezed one of her bouncing breasts.

Jagnyaseni’s moans grew louder and more desperate. She rode Chandan brutally now, lifting almost all the way off his cock before slamming back down, her juices splashing messily onto his stomach and balls with every thrust.

“I’m getting close… so close…” she panted, eyes half-rolled back, sweat dripping down her neck between her breasts. Her pussy clenched and fluttered around his thick shaft as she chased her orgasm.

Just as her thighs started shaking and her moans turned into sharp, high-pitched cries — right on the edge of climax — the club room door suddenly clicked open.

Their PT Teacher, Mr. Ravi — a tall, muscular man in his mid-thirties — stood frozen in the doorway, keys still in his hand. He had been passing by to check on the club room and had heard strange noises.

His eyes widened in complete shock.

On the floor, Jagnyaseni was completely naked from the waist down, riding Chandan’s cock hard, her heavy breasts in his and Devika’s mouths. Chandan was on his back, buried deep inside her. Supali was topless beside them, touching Jagnyaseni’s breasts. Devika was also half-naked, cum visibly leaking down her thighs.

The room reeked of sex — sweat, cum, and wet pussy.

For a few long seconds, everything froze.

Jagnyaseni’s eyes flew open. She was still impaled on Chandan’s cock, her pussy spasming around him as her almost-orgasm faded from the shock.

“Sir…!” she gasped, voice hoarse.

Mr. Ravi’s gaze moved slowly across all four of them — lingering especially on Supali’s heavy bare breasts, then on Jagnyaseni’s stretched pussy wrapped around Chandan’s thick shaft, and finally on Devika’s creampied hole.

His throat worked visibly. The front of his track pants began to tent noticeably.

“What… the hell… is going on here?” he asked, voice low and rough, unable to look away.

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Mr. Ravi stood there for a long moment, his broad chest rising and falling heavily. His eyes kept returning to Supali — the only one still looking genuinely shocked and shy, trying to cover her heavy bare breasts with her arms.

He slowly stepped inside and locked the door behind him with a loud click.

“So this is what my star dancers have been doing in the club room,” he said, his deep voice thick with lust. His eyes darkened as they roamed over Supali’s curvaceous body. “Especially you, Supali. Always acting so innocent…”

He walked straight toward her, ignoring the others for now. Chandan and Jagnyaseni had frozen mid-act, his cock still buried deep inside her.

Mr. Ravi towered over Supali. He grabbed her wrists gently but firmly and pulled them away from her chest, exposing her large, soft breasts again.

“Sir… please… this is not—” Supali whispered, voice trembling.

“Shh.” He cupped one of her heavy breasts in his big palm, squeezing it possessively. “After that performance, you’ve been driving every boy and teacher crazy. Especially me.”

He pushed her back onto the sofa, spreading her thick thighs wide. Supali’s pussy was still slightly swollen and wet from earlier. Mr. Ravi quickly pulled down his track pants, freeing his massive cock — thicker and longer than Chandan’s, nearly 8 inches, with a heavy, swollen head.

He rubbed the fat tip up and down her slit, coating himself in her juices.

“Sir… I’m sore… please go slow,” Supali begged softly, cheeks burning.

Mr. Ravi smirked. Without warning, he thrust forward, sinking half his massive cock into her tight pussy in one go.

“Ahhhhh!” Supali cried out, her back arching sharply. Her walls stretched painfully around his girth.

He groaned in satisfaction and started fucking her with deep, powerful strokes, gradually forcing more of his thickness inside her with every thrust. Supali’s heavy breasts bounced violently as he took her.

In the middle of pounding her, he leaned down close to her ear, still thrusting hard.

“You know that video?” he growled, slamming deeper. “The one that was sent to you from a private number?”

Supali’s eyes widened in shock even as she moaned helplessly.

**Thrust. Thrust. Thrust.**

“That was me,” Mr. Ravi confessed with a dark smile, gripping her hips harder. “I recorded it myself during the performance. I zoomed in on these big tits bouncing under the wet blouse… your hard nipples showing so clearly. I’ve been jerking off to that video every night.”

He fucked her even harder now, his heavy balls slapping against her ass.

“I wanted everyone to see what a slutty body you have. And now… I finally get to fuck the real thing.”

Supali moaned loudly, a confusing mix of shame, betrayal, and overwhelming pleasure washing over her face. Her pussy clenched hard around his thick cock as he railed her mercilessly, her juices coating his shaft.

“Oh god… Sir… you— ahhh!… you sent it…” she whimpered, tears of embarrassment and arousal mixing in her eyes while her body betrayed her, hips starting to move against him.

Mr. Ravi grabbed her breasts roughly, sucking and biting her nipples as he pounded her deep and fast. The wet, filthy sounds of his thick cock destroying her pussy filled the entire room while the others watched in stunned silence.

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Mr. Ravi kept his thick, massive cock buried deep inside Supali’s tight pussy as he suddenly lifted her up from the sofa with surprising strength. Supali gasped sharply, her arms instinctively wrapping around his neck as her heavy breasts pressed against his chest. His cock stayed fully sheathed inside her, stretching her walls obscenely.

He carried her toward the door, each step making his thick shaft shift and grind inside her. Supali whimpered and moaned helplessly with every movement, her juices dripping down his balls.

**Click.**

He locked the door properly from inside, then turned around, still holding Supali impaled on his cock.

Looking at the other three with a stern yet aroused expression, he growled:

“When you sluts decide to fuck in the club room, at least lock the damn door from inside first. Idiots. Anyone could have walked in and seen this tight little whore getting railed.”

He emphasized his words by bouncing Supali roughly on his cock a few times, making her cry out as her breasts jiggled violently.

Then he carried her back toward the center of the room, still connected, and pressed her back against the wall. He held her thick thighs wide apart and started fucking her with deep, brutal strokes — hard and dominant.

“Fuck… this tight pussy,” he groaned, slamming into her. “So much better than I imagined when I was watching that video.”

Supali’s back scraped against the wall with every powerful thrust. Her heavy breasts bounced wildly between them as she moaned loudly, her face flushed with shame and pleasure.

“Ahh! Sir… slow… please… you’re too big… ahhh!”

On the floor nearby, Jagnyaseni didn’t stop. She kept riding Chandan hard, her ass slapping down onto his thighs rhythmically as she watched Supali getting dominated by their PT teacher. Her own moans mixed with Supali’s.

**Plap… plap… plap…**

Mr. Ravi fucked Supali harder against the wall, his thick cock stretching her pussy mercilessly. He buried his face in her bouncing tits, sucking and biting her nipples while pounding her without mercy.

“This is what you were made for, Supali,” he grunted between thrusts. “These big fucking tits and this tight virgin-turned-slut pussy.”

Supali could only moan and cry out, her body betraying her as pleasure overwhelmed her shame. Her pussy clenched hard around his thick shaft.

After several minutes of intense, wall-pounding sex, Mr. Ravi’s breathing grew ragged. He gripped her ass tightly, buried himself as deep as possible, and came with a loud groan.

Thick, hot jets of cum flooded Supali’s pussy, filling her completely. He kept thrusting through his orgasm, pushing his seed deeper inside her until it started leaking out around his cock and dripping down her thighs.

When he finally finished, he slowly pulled out, letting a large gush of his cum spill from her stretched hole. He gently lowered Supali’s shaking legs to the ground. She leaned against the wall, panting, cum running down her thighs, looking thoroughly fucked.

Mr. Ravi casually pulled up his track pants and adjusted himself, then looked at Supali with a satisfied smirk.

“Every day from now on, I’ll come to this club room. I expect you to be here… and ready to enjoy each other properly. Understand?”

Supali, still breathless and leaking, could only nod weakly, her cheeks burning with embarrassment.

Mr. Ravi gave her heavy breast one last firm squeeze, then turned and left the room, locking the door behind him.

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The room fell into heavy silence, broken only by the sounds of Jagnyaseni still softly riding Chandan and everyone’s ragged breathing.

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Jagnyaseni kept riding Chandan with fierce determination, her hips slamming down harder and faster after watching Mr. Ravi dominate Supali so brutally. Her full breasts bounced heavily with every aggressive drop, sweat flying off her golden skin.

“Ahh… ahh… I’m so close…” she moaned, voice hoarse. She ground her clit against his pelvis in tight, desperate circles while his thick cock stretched her pussy with every downward thrust.

Chandan gripped her ass cheeks tightly, spreading them as he thrust up to meet her. “Cum for me, Jagnyaseni… ride my cock and cum.”

With a loud, broken cry, Jagnyaseni finally shattered. Her thighs shook violently as her orgasm crashed through her. Her pussy clenched and spasmed hard around Chandan’s cock, gushing fresh wetness all over his shaft and balls. She threw her head back, mouth open in a silent scream, breasts heaving as waves of pleasure ripped through her body.

Chandan groaned deeply and came right after her, pumping another load of hot cum deep inside her clenching pussy.

The room was now filled with the heavy, exhausted breathing of all four of them.

Everyone was a complete mess:

- **Supali** lay slumped against the wall, completely exhausted. Thick white cum continuously leaked from her freshly fucked pussy, running down her thighs in slow, creamy trails. Her heavy breasts were covered in red marks and bite marks from Mr. Ravi. Her hair was messy, face flushed, eyes half-closed. Within minutes, the overwhelming physical and emotional exhaustion took over — she slowly drifted off into a deep, tired sleep right there on the floor, breathing softly.

- **Devika** was curled up on the sofa, still leaking Chandan’s earlier creampie. Her petite body was covered in sweat and trembling slightly.

- **Jagnyaseni** finally collapsed forward onto Chandan’s chest, his cock still buried inside her. She was panting heavily, sweat dripping from her neck down between her breasts. Her pussy continued to flutter around him as aftershocks ran through her.

- **Chandan** lay flat on his back, drenched in sweat, breathing like he had just run a marathon. Cum and pussy juices coated his cock, thighs, and stomach.

The entire club room smelled strongly of sweat, cum, and raw sex. The wooden floor and sofa were stained with various fluids. All four of them were glistening with sweat, hair sticking to their faces and necks, bodies marked with fingerprints, hickeys, and redness.

Jagnyaseni weakly kissed Chandan’s chest before rolling off him with a soft moan as his softening cock slipped out of her cum-filled pussy. She lay beside him, panting.

No one spoke for a long time. The only sounds were heavy breathing and the occasional soft whimper from Devika.

Supali slept peacefully in the corner, completely drained — her naked, cum-covered body rising and falling gently with each breath, her full breasts slightly squished against the floor.

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The four of them had crossed a line that could never be undone.

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