The Promotion - Chapter 19C - Theatre Showdown - Grand Finale!

 The Promotion 

Chapter 19 - Theatre Showdown - Grand Finale!

Note :  It took me a while to write this chapter due to other commitments and interruptions. Nevertheless, I enjoyed writing this down immensely, I hope its equally fun and joyful to you too, reading! :) It turned out to be longer than I intended, but wouldn't change it now!  Have fun!! Would appreciate your comments and feedbacks

‘SIRENS? Is that how you like to call them?’ I asked, chuckling. ‘Oh yes, gravity defying twin beauties!!’ his eyes showing full of appreciation as he greedily looked at my chest over the pallu, with his right hand still on my tummy caressing my navel, pinching and poking gently. Wit his other hand on my waist, he turned me around to face him, while still staring at my chest.

His staring made me self-conscious. Adjusting the pallu, covering with my hands the poking nipples - In a shy shrill voice shouted at him, ‘WHHAAAAAT???’ ‘Naughty bastard, stop starting like that, it feels very weird!!’ I added with a giggle and reached out to cover his big eyes!

Not responding verbally, as I placed my hand on his face, he grabbed at my pinkie and ring finger and started licking and sucking at them gradually, locking his eyes with mine. His hand on my tummy at that moment pulled aside my pallu and began poking my navel.

The sensation of feeling his fleshy hot tongue slurping my fingers on its own was doing things to me!!!! His eyes bore into mine, with that ‘glint’ intact and at the same time his index finger was shifting to cruise control, causing a riot within me. It slipped gently in and out of my navel poking and prodding with varying pressure, discovering my most sensitive spots along the way!!! He was sensing and infinitely adapting to the palpable jerks of my hip at his every poke and the prod!

God - please take me away right now!!!! I don’t want this moment of pleasure to end, Oh Please!!!!

I was offering that silent prayer, unable to break the eye contact, unable to pull back my fully outstretched hand that was getting licked, utterly powerless to stop his navel assault, totally surrendering myself to his ministrations. As my lips parted and my breathing rate sped up, still licking my pinkie he responded back with a big mischievous grin! that devilish guy with his endless tricks of trade!!

His actions intensified, with his busy hands, one holding my outstretched hand to his mouth while the other religiously fingering my navel ! While he was at it, his Naughty-eyes observed two things! First thing he noticed- Finally, unable to hold eye contact anymore, I began closing my eyes down to a slit, as I let out a moan from my part open lips. The decibel levels of my moans increased, just as the intensity of his navel fingering increased too. The sight of me moaning to his fingering made him feel sensational and epic! A triumphant smile formed in his lips. Just then, the second thing he observed was that our ardent fan, the creepy rascal, silently stood up, moved forward and ‘STOOD’ right behind our seats. While watching wide-eyed in fascination my ‘uncontrollable’ jerks, shakes and moans to the fingering, his hand also went to his own crotch to shake something else ‘uncontrollably’!!

Panda looked at that, assessing the situation briefly. He made up his mind and decided to carry on, seeing the way I am folding down so fast under his spell. Also he realised that only HE is aware of this new development behind us, while I am being blissfully unaware, enjoying the magical sensations, generated by his fingers and tongue. As he carried on his manoeuvres, he saw the guy behind us, silently sat in the chair behind us. Miraculously, the chair made only the tiniest of tiny creek, hardly noticeable. From his new vantage point at a higher elevation, he can ‘clearly’ see everything, without making himself seen unless someone turns around. With some effort, he could perhaps even make out our conversations, if we aren’t whispering!! He simply could not believe the jackpot he has landed himself upon. Judging from Panda’s moves thus far, he knew the ‘couple’ are in here for a ‘proper fun’!!!

Deciding to shift the game another gear, ignoring the on-looker completely, Panda drifted his hand and resting it gently on my chest, began tweaking my right nipple over my pallu. Just as he expected, I pulled back my hand that was in his mouth, to grab his hand. My very wet fingers wrapped around the wrist of the hand whose thumbnail was busy scratching JUST below my right nipple, incessantly. Seeing me gasp and tighten my grip, that familiar smile returning to his face!

For a moment, he stopped fingering my navel and brought that hand up to my face. His index and middle fingers shot upwards, while the other three folded down- just like a pistol. He brought the “pistol” to my forehead and slowly, very slowly drew a line, enjoying the way my eyes immediately rolled up, to zone in on to it and tracing it along the bridge of my nose and pressing it nice and hard onto my lips pushing the lower lip to one side. His fingers felt my hastening breath as I looked at it down while his other had did not stop toying with my nipples!!

Pressing his fingers onto my lips he whispered, ‘You are in great deal of trouble today Vandu!!!’ and even as I opened my eyes wider, the fingers trailed down to my chin and slipped straight down to my navel. He poked my navel and pressing down his ‘pistol’, hissed a ‘HANDS UP’ , with his eyes filled with ‘mock-evil’, he twisted his pistol fingers as if its a drilling machine, while his left hand started pinching and tweaking my right nipple.

My reactive gasp and the hip jerk was received in delight. It was driving him crazy as he drilled his fingers deeper and hissed again, ‘HANDS UP madam!!! Did you not hear me before?!! OR ELSE!!!!?’ leaning further into the chair, looking right back onto him, despite feeling extremely hot and horny with all that is being fingered and tweaked, I smiled at him amidst my gasps and managed to utter ‘Or else…whaa..aaat?’ in broken words as best I possibly could, given my predicament.

He thought about it briefly and then his palm grabbing the whole of my right boob, giving it a good squeeze just as his thumb flicking at my nipple, making me properly jump, as it came out of nowhere - ‘OR ELSE…..’ giving a mighty pause, with that naughty glint, ‘OR ELSE VANDU, I will STOP DOING ALL OF THESE ! HANDS UP NOW!!’ .

Is that the threat really? It took me sometime to actually figure out what he meant but as he gently poked me pleasure point with his pistol yet again, reminding me, ‘All of these Vandu’ with a naughty smile, I shook my head grinning…. appreciating yet again his presence of mind and the witty response. Seeing me grin made him happy too and the pistol drilled my navel deeper with an instruction, ‘Come on!! Quick!’ making me shake my head and with fake fear, ‘Ohhh you evil bastard!!, don’t stop what you’re doing! I will listen to what you say!!!!’

Enjoying this unexpected roleplaying, with my navel held at gun-point - I slowly raised my hands the all the way, over my head. My whole body shivering in excitement and my lips quivering as I locked my eyes into his! His eyes transmitted a playful naughtiness while mine - ‘utter vulnerability’ , as I squirmed feeling his middle finger nail scratch and scrape the base of my deep navel as he had both his fingers pushed deep within, poking me hard!

Turning around properly, adjusting his position to LOOK at me, through my raised hands, Panda spotted the creep staring at us from behind, wide-eyed. Judging from his reactions Panda also realised that the creep’s surely been able to hear our exchanges too! That realisation combined with seeing my trusting face - for a fleeting moment, he seriously considered calling it all off and leave the theatre! But as he lowered his eyes back to my heaving chest, instantly, his wicked mind took over!! Getting closer, flashing a naughty grin, reached out to grab my wrists, gently pulling my hands down behind me, making me hold the backrest of my chair. Pulling my hands behind, meant automatically both my tits pushed out more, as I sat with my lower back arched fully. This also meant his pistol dug into my navel deeper. As I gasped in response, he clucked, ‘Ah! SEE! you are very afraid of my pistol’ with a chuckle, while he playfully rubbed his stubby chin against my sweaty yet hyper smooth underarm (thanks to Priya’s handiwork!!).

Controlling the fits of giggle, pulling away from him, whispering to him*, ‘Yes Very afraid indeed. Happy ? Now can you Lower your gun please’ with a playful giggle!* That was the wrong choice of words! His eyes lit up and instantly, Just as Instructed, he lowered his fingers sliding them down from navel down all the way to my crotch and gave a good Poke!!! I jumped back with a yelp and before I could react further he grabbed my crotch and gave it a Good Squeeze right over my saree pleats. Way too late! I managed to clamp my thighs together, but only to trap his hand in between them. All his fingers crawling all over my privates, like tentacles by now. I could only manage to let out an embarrassed laugh, feeling helpless to stop him, with his hand holding my hands securely behind my head. Amidst shrieks and laughs I managed to mutter, ‘Stop it you rascal, let go of my hands!’ I protested, ‘Dirty bastard, Stop doing that !! ’. I carried on laughing as I protested. He laughed, ‘You told me to Lower the Gun , that’s exactly what I did!

The creep behind us was leaning forward as far as he could, to get an up-close view of all the juicy playfully romantic action. Completely Ignoring the peeping tom behind us, Panda whispered to me, while causing havoc with his fingers at my crotch - ‘Vandu, You do like this, don’t you?’ holding my hands and smiling at me up-close. ‘Tell me, otherwise, I will stop all this, right away!’

I looked at him deeply for a moment, then grinned and with sparks of mischief in my eyes, shook my head, ‘NO, I absolutely hate it. Let go of me right now!’ He considered my statement carefully for one whole second, then giving my pussy a good squeeze, he lunged for my tits and began sucking my nipples hungrily taking turns moving from one to the other, right over the saree pallu. Licking the whole zone, making it all wet as his tongue slurped and licked my tits around my areolas swirling in deliberate slow circles, taking his time to push his tongue on my saree, getting a feel for the texture beneath. His big mouth enveloped over my breast, his tongue swirled and flicked around the nipples . Getting the nipples sucked over the saree is a weirdly unique sensation. It’s muted in a way, due to no skin on skin contact. But that is replaced by the mild roughness that the saree provides while getting rubbed along constantly by the soppy wet tongue. I didn’t have to tell him back anything explicitly - my body, my reactions and my moans were more than enough!!

Sinking back in the chair, all I could manage was to let out a sharp gasp and begin moaning as I felt his teeth beginning to gently, very gently nibble me. He was only nibbling at my nipple, but it did feel like he was nibbling away the lid of my ‘pleasure dam’ bit by bit!!!!! Eyes shut, I whispered incoherently, ‘you filthy fucker, where did you learn to be this good, you bastard!!’ feeling his fingers trying to trace my panty line along my thigh, over the saree and petticoat! swearing fluently now, losing my mind and the control of the situation, but not caring much for anything in the world at the moment, as it felt so damn good!!

Leaving my right nipple momentarily, sliding sideways, pressing his face right down on my cleavage, over the saree, he whispered, ‘Now tell me Vandu, Do you like it? or still NO?’ As he asked with a triumphant face, he also loosened his grip on my hands, as he realised that I’ve already been clutching on to the backrest in a tight grip while re-discovering the heaven just now, when he thoroughly mowed my tits!. With my wet saree plastered and sticking to my tits, and the hard nipples poking, as IF I was drenched in rain, I Swallowing hard and nodded opening my eyes to look at him, ‘Yes your fucker, I love it, I loved your tiny pistol and also the Kalashnikov you have hidden there’ I said with my tits heaving, a cheeky smile forming on my lips. ‘Oh Vandu, didn’t know you knew so much about guns?! Don’t tell me you are in Police or Army!!!’ he joked. I bit my lips realising that I overdid it, but thankfully, he didn’t pursue further as he was too consumed by what was on offer in front of him and chose to pounce on my left breast.

As he began pummelling my tits again, he slowly withdrew his hand , as he was satisfied that I am holding the backrest of the chair judiciously. Sliding his ‘free’ left hand feeling my bare shoulders, then back of my arm, and began scratching my armpit, muttering ‘so soft and clean!!!’. in a muffled voice as his face was partially buried in my cleavage. I squirmed and began pulling my right hand off as it tickled. He quickly grabbed my hand and pushing it back in place, resurfacing to whisper in my ear, ‘If you’re afraid of my pistol then you better keep your hands up !’ and as I smiled and mouthed a ‘BASTARD!!’ with a grin, he planted a kiss on my lips and slowly slid his lips down my neck. Gosh, it felt so bloody wonderful, just getting my neck licked so thoroughly. Soon he heard my loud moans and my hands clutching the chair behind in an iron grip, eyes shut deeply and my head tilted up, as I had my Vandana’s-Apple ( not Adam’s!!!!) of my neck licked and nibbled gently. If Only, I opened my eyes in that same pose, I would have been greeted to the sight of the bloody creep furiously masturbating with his trousers properly undone now.

Licking my neck thoroughly, Panda was working his tongue under the base of my neck and the right shoulder. Just then, I vaguely sensed my saree pallu sliding off my chest in one smooth movement all the way down and off me! It felt quite fuzzy, to be frank, but as I was still making sense of it, I felt panda’s left hand softly running over my bare tits slowly first which turned to soft squeezes as I heard him murmur, ‘Gosh!!! everything I expected AND MORE! Vandu you sexpot!!!’ - hearing those words cranked me up even more as i moaned aloud now, biting my lips, enjoying the way his fingers feel my nipples slowly, taking time, taking it all in.

‘Vandu!!! this is perfect! Shape, size and feel! Gaaawwddd ’ he cooed in my ears, enjoying the sight of my deeply shut eyes and head tilted on the backrest and arms holding the backrest on either side - Pointedly ignoring the figure that was now standing right behind us to take a good peek of what was on display too, with his hands working on an overdrive. It may seem that because of the constant noise from the movie, it was probably not possible to hear his movements - but in my state, even if a fighter jet had roared past me, I wouldn’t have noticed it!!

Panda is a decent chap, but was not that chivalrous to let go of an opportunity like this and the more he got involved the kinkier he felt, knowing that there is a passive participant all along ! Unlike me, who has been completely preoccupied by Panda’s intense moves to resurface that nagging thought about my admirer. He not only pulled down my pallu, but made sure I can’t simply pull it back up, letting it fall on to the floor and kicking off his slippers, planted his bare feet firmly on it, while whispering the ‘sweet nothings’ in my ear!!

As I smiled at his compliments, seeing my lips curl, he reached up to plant a quick peck while timing it with the squeeze of right breast and my pussy at the same time with his hands, ensuring and enjoying the sight of me groaning in response, obviously fuelled by the spilling pleasure over the brim. As I groaned, he slipped down and the next instance I felt what could easily have been the most amazing moment of the whole day so far!!! Latching on to my left breast as he began sucking my nipple in a relaxed, slow unhurriedly fashion, i was SLOWLY drowning in the sea of pleasure, consumed from within, bit by bit - feeling his tongue swirl around my taut nipple was sending my raging hormones in an overdrive. I felt that the slower he played with me - the crazier I got and the best thing is Panda seems to be somehow reading these subliminal signal perfectly to the dot!!!!

Hearing me gasp and moan shaking all over, seeing me clutch the backrest of the chair so hard with my hands that my knuckles went white, he carried on mauling my chest properly, squeezing the right and sucking the left boobs at the same time, paying particular attention to my nipples, sensing that it’s the one eliciting the most reactions out of me.

Sensing that I am thoroughly consumed with what’s going on at the upper deck, his right hand down at my crotch, began gently bunching up the saree pleats, gathering the saree along with the petticoat, sliding it all the way above my knees. Same time ,he began to gently nibble at my nipple, making me gasp louder and get a bit jumpy at the same time, finding it a bit too much to handle. No one has handled my tits with so much care and intensity as this dude till now and I am finding myself dissolving in his hands. With the saree hiked up enough, with my attention fully devoted to my right nipple being pinched with just the right amount of pressure making it pleasurable and not painful, hearing my heavenly groan to that, he slipped his right hand inside the bunched up petticoat on my bare thigh, giving it a gentle squeeze! In response, he was delighted to find me part my legs wider, voluntarily!!!

He looked up, while still sucking, towards my face, but could see my chin and past that, a decent sized stiff male member being held and furiously being played with. Bloody hell!!! he thought. That fucker has come up so close, unzipped his trousers and is playing with his erection right up close to me. Momentarily worried about the situation, he contemplated if he should take any evasive action, but the way I parted my legs drove Panda on the wild side and not bothering much with the consequences of his actions, slipped his right hand further up my thigh and soon found my already soaking wet Panty.

He sensed me sizzle all over, as the nipple-play carried on and he grabbed and pulled the panty down enough to slip his fingers in, to find my ready-to-explode, literally crying, pussy lips and wasted no time! As my brain registered the feeling of his fingers on my bare-pussy, suddenly alarm bells began ringing all over me as he registered his arrival by giving a good squeeze of my vulva letting his fingers feel the lips as he pressed. Purely out of reflex, I was going to bring my hands forward to hold his hand, but my both hands bumped into something behind and confused as I opened my hands!! — That What I saw will stay with me for the rest of my life!!

My hands had brushed against “his” thighs as I lifted them from the chair’s backrest -as the creep had been standing so close to me behind !! As I opened my eyes, first thing I noticed was a hand, holding an erection then the rest of his frame materialised from the relative blurriness - in the low light conditions. Took me a second or two to make sense of the scene I am presented with. Horrified in Shock, I was going to pull my hands down and sit up straight, but the chap, shocked too, out of reflex, CAUGHT my hands by my wrists!!!

In a mix of confused rage and shock I shook my hands to free up, but oblivious to all this, Panda was serenely sucking and playing with my tits while fingering my pussy PROPERLY now, having managed to slip his 2 fingers as far back as it went and began wiggling it. My cheeks redden and I could feel the heat in my ears as I was yanking my hands back from the creep’s grip while at the same time, having to jerk into break-dance moves as Panda started wiggling his fingers down there, showing his ‘cool moves!!’.

The tussle lasted only for a few seconds, not even 3 or 4 seconds, but enough to leave a lasting impression in me, as I eventually freed my hands up and pushing panda off my chest I tried to pull the pallu back, but found it frustratingly Stuck !!! Turning around, finding the chap still standing there and looking at me wide eyed, not making any attempt to cover his hard on - as his gaze darted down to my chest, I turned back cringing in shame, covering my bare chest with my right hand, giving up on the pallu that was stuck on the floor, crouching to hide the nakedness, hissing to panda, ‘PANDAA!!! STOP Doing that please will you? Can’t you see how close the guy is behind us?’ placing my left hand on my saree pleats in an attempt to get hold his palm underneath the saree.

With one hand fingering my pussy, he placed his other hand on my bare back and rubbing me all over, planting a kiss on my reddened cheek, ‘stop what Vandu?’ and gave a quick wiggle again. That totally unexpected fingering at the mid-sentence caught me off guard, as I shrieked and jerked, turning to see if the spectator is still around , not really sure why I hoped he would have disappeared - ‘No Panda please, I find it very awkward!!!’

‘Oh Come on Vandu, Just tell me this, Do you like it or not?’ he spoke softly in my ear as I sat crouched forwards with my chest on my lap. His hand on my back slipping to my side, grabbing at my waist, rubbing up and down. I hissed back at him annoyed - ‘Panda you fool, you’re missing the point!!’ and again as I spoke, mid-sentence he slipped his left hand to grab my left breast through the gap, as I had my hand out to hold his other hand that was exploring me much DEEPER!. Shivering in shock at the underhanded move, I looked back at him gritting my teeth as he flashed his teeth, with his face dripping in naughtiness. Of course, he means no malice and is just being extremely playful - but I am finding this stretching me to my limits!! My right hand briefly attempted to push his hand off my left breast but with too much going on and with yet another fingering, he ensured that he cupped me properly and began flicking my left nipple again, as always holding my tits gently!

As I looked back at him, totally at loss, trying to assess the situation - here i am getting my privates played at, myself not at all in control of the situation, at the verge of another explosive climax building up, that I can sense - all when I wanted all of these to STOP RIGHT NOW - as It felt so bloody awkward with someone totally unrelated to the act watching, making sure we do what we do, properly!!! Bloody hell. Just heard Panda whisper, ‘Did you say I am missing the point Vandu? Not at all - I have you right where I want, right where you LOVE IT!! Don’t I ?’ he asked in a hushed tone**, making his voice, unnecessarily seductive - As the bastard has seduced me already for a 1000 years worth**!!!

All I could manage was a ‘Fuck off Panda,’ and even before I could say ‘I thought you are better than this’ I jerked abruptly in the mid sentence, as usual (?!). This was really annoying, yet feeling so bloody kinky, to be fingered by someone while I am talking to them! He insisted on an answer and after a few more of ‘Tell me’ prompts accompanied by either nipple tweaks or deep-wiggles, I finally relented and spurted out, ‘OK you rascal, I love every second of it, but…. ’ as I said, seeing my head turn, he quickly slipped his hand out to hold my shoulder and kissed my cheek ‘Shhh …sssh… no buts then dear, don’t care about anything else or anyone else. we are NEVER going to set foot here again. Enjoy the moment’ as he drilled his reasoning into my head in a whisper, he slowly pulled me back up. With a little resistance initially, but giving in, I sat back up, my hands across my chest, looking down at the incredulous sight of his hand still under my saree and 2 of his fingers still deep inside my pussy while his thumb resting on the ‘zone’ outside, perusing that precious real-estate!

As I sat up, turned to lock eyes with Panda, with a fresh wave of shame running from within me. Gently rubbing my shoulders, wrapping his left hand around, he hugged me again gently and whispered, ‘that’s it. You did great!’ and caressing my bare shoulders he began his gentle kiss by grabbing my lips and as he started to explore my lips, he slipped his hand down on my shoulder down on my chest and tried to pull my hand away to gain access. I wasn’t budging initially, kept my hands stiff, but during the moments of ensuing love-tussle, involving a combination of his expert manoeuvring, a completely disarming kiss and his fingers inside me meant, eventually, my resistance was broken. He held my hands one by one and pulled them slowly above my head and just as before made me hold the backrest. When I resisted, he calmed me down whispering , ‘Ignore him Vandooooooo!! He has been staring at your tits the last half hour!!’ and gave my nipple a quick pinch.Those words made me cringe, yet weirdly turned me on even more, as I let his hand guide mine back to ‘position’ staring deep into panda’s eyes, our exchange, overflowing with lust.

Caressing my hands with his hand, slipping his head down, munching my nipples, he slowly started his ‘real’ magic with his right hand down below. Up until now, whatever that was on offer was the preview!!! As his two fingers were inside my pussy lips around 2-3 inches deep, he started rubbing the area applying gentle pressure first then intensifying it, while at the same time his thumb that was doing just a lazy caress all along, over my clit, now began ‘properly’ rubbing it!!! I started shivering all over sucking deep breaths, thinking - Ohh fkkk, he is doing me better than I HAVE ever been doing this to myself, oh bloody hell!! - encouraged and fuelled by my body’s response, his thumb began its rhythmic circles over and around my Knob like clit while his pistol fingers inside me began the high frequency flicks. while his ring and pinkie fingers still outside my pussy lips, not wanting to be left out of the action, slipped down as I felt his pinkie finger nail gently rub, grace and prod the top of my anus!! That was the tipping point for me - holding the chair behind, lifting my hips from the chair a bit, I began to Gyrate in tune with his fingers.

He was in ecstasy too seeing how much I appreciated his moves. While myself, on the other hand, was finding it too hot to handle- the three way assault of his fingers, even as his index and middle finger rubbing me deep within me, up on the pelvic floor!!! His fingers inside me were almost ‘CALLING’ me - come hitheto me !!! was the kind of move he was making inside, rubbing my vaginal wall beckoning me to COME (or in this case Cum ) which for him knowingly or unknowingly, stimulating the muscle mass there inside, what must have been my G-spot, making me go weak all over, through and through - with my whole body pulsating with every tiny poke at the tip of my anus or with every push and rub of my clit in an ever-speeding up circle of his thumb. It was all simply too much, while he was busy chewing my right nipple and slipping his hand down to poke and play with my navel. For the second time, that afternoon I felt like dying and being gone to heaven right away - never to return!!!

All through this hyped up activity, while I was in a world of my own trying hard to stay afloat swimming the strong tidal currents of the gushing pleasure river running through me, I felt another pair of hands hold my elbows, lightly at first ,then lacking the finesse of Panda, much rougher and calloused hands, in a hurry slipped down my hands, traversing along the back of my upper hands on both sides, hungrily feeling my soft skin and even through my moans and my own gyrations and gulps, I was able to feel and hear him behind me.

With my emotions wild, with the knowledge that close to exploding to bits myself, at this moment i am being touched by a fresh pair of hands - was at that point setting the new benchmark in dirty kink for me. With my pussy being worshipped in a way like it had been never before, (not even Priya’s magical massaging hands could match the intensity and creativeness of Panda!!!) I felt with each breath I took, a definite welling up of yet another explosive orgasm, this time I can already sense . Bracing for the eye of the storm, I tried to control my breath, to slow things down and found myself holding the stranger’s hands as he started rubbing my hands! and next thing, his left hand was slipping down all the way to grab my left boob!!! Spotting the guys hand up close, while sucking my right nipple, Panda instantly pulled his hand up from my navel to push his hand off my me and chose to play with my left nipple to ward him off.. I was liking the way Panda was feeling possessive about me even amidst all of it!!!

Not the one to be easily put off. within seconds, he changed tack and his right hand that was just loosely holding my right hand form behind, he pulled it closer and gently placed my fingers on his throbbing erection and standing up, he used both his hands to hold my right hand and rub it all over his cock, pubic hair and the balls and sighing aloud, made my fingers wrap around his stiff dangling cock!

Of course, I sensed what I am holding right away and at that moment, That seemed like the BEST TOY a child could ever get, The best video game a Teen can lay his hands upon, The best make-up set a model can receive and the Best ‘ice-cream cone’ on that hot sunny day in the theatre to hold!!!!!

As I started playing with it, not daring to open my eyes, for the fear of being disappointed with sights the reality might throw upon me, I felt that familiar wave rising upon me - again, despite my unsuccessful pranayama measures . Feeling equally elated, the chap at the back, reached down and ignoring my boobs slide his left hands to my waist and slipped his hand to ‘FEEL’ my navel, having wondered what it would be like to make me jerk and dance- that this other guy has been doing ALL AFTERNOON LONG. He found out INSTANTLY !!!

As his index finger pushed deep inside my navel, I let out a squeal and jerked, this time, the people sitting in the rows ahead were able to hear us and they turned around, looked in shock but some of the guys could simply not turn away from the sight of that Orgy in silhouette and had to have their heads forced in the right direction by their possessive girl friends.

That navel fingering was the straw that broke the dam. Shaking his cock with my pulsating hand furiously, with my right nipple sucked properly with Panda’s tongue mercilessly flicking my nipple and my left breast was mauled by him roughly in contrast, with my clit rubbed hyper-methodically by his thumb and the ‘come-to-me’ move his pistol fingers were executing flawlessly while his pinkie finger nail proving no slouch, driving me crazy by rubbing the tip of my butt - and with the last move - the icing in the cake was the commencing of the navel fingering I was Fast building up an Extremely Powerful Orgasm of Magnitude 9.0 in the pleasure-scale!!!

Choking on my own pleasure waves I erupted and this time I felt PROPERLY SQUIRTING OUT several squirts on panda’s hand while Just as I feeling the tide receding within me, I felt something odd behind and opened my eyes to see our admirer also spraying now, but had the sensibility to redirect his fun to no man’s land! I watched him in action, fascinated - for the second time today- to see a Happy Ending! When he seemed done, I lowered my hands and turned away even as he pulled up his trousers in a rush - feeling suddenly awkward to stand like that when his mearching member became limp.

Pushing Panda off my chest, I smiled at him with a mixed feelings crossing my hands again over my now very WET tits. Rubbing his wet hand and fingers on my petticoat, he was smiling back, lazily pulling at my panty from the side and rubbing the soft skin at my side buttock with passion he whispered, ‘Did you like it Vandu?’ as I nodded, he started pulling my panty off my hip and as I asked holding the saree - eey what are you up to now?, he sssssh’ed me and as I managed to grab an end when it surfaced out of the saree, just below my knee, protesting, asking him to let go, shaking my head - he laughed. ‘Do you think you can stop me Vandu?! really? like this?’ staring at my naked tits. Feeling a renewed rush of shame I slapped his shoulders letting go of the panty but pulling the pallu back and covering up now, watching him strip my very wet panties off my ankles, taking his time. I looked away as he pulled it out as I knew it will be surely in a state of mess.

‘OHH Quite some work you are Vandana Madam! Honestly!’ he said smiling, dangling the wet panty in front of my face to tease me for a second and as he got punched in his shoulder again, laughing he opened my bag zipper and deposited it and my bra inside it safely and handed me the blouse. ‘This should be good for this village vandana madam. Here!’ Taking it quickly from him and as I pulled up the sleeve, turned around to give one last look at the guy at the back who had the nerve to flash a smile and wave at me. Ignoring him, I quickly put on the blouse and secured the hooks of that sweaty stinking blouse and adjusting the saree, feeling a lot more ‘free’ than when I came in to the theatre, devoid of inners, I looked at Panda nodding my head indicating, ‘Shall we?’

On cue, he got up too and we both walked outside. The guy behind started following, but with one menacing stare, turning behind and he got the message and went back inside silently. Outside, until we got tot he road, Panda walked with his hand on my shoulder, hugging me from the side and we took the first auto waiting, to get to someplace he promised serves amazing dinner. He directed the auto driver in a road amidst Coconut farms on either side and the cool evening breeze did tonnes of good to drive off the stuffiness in the air. Feeling much better already, still avoiding about our personal lives and more particularly, avoiding talking about what happened in the theatre, we chit-chated something vague and generic. Yet again, he impressed me with the breath of his knowledge, as he had a considered, measured view about almost every topic we discussed. Finally the auto stopped in front of an isolated hut and no one was around except an old guy sitting outside smoking his cheroot.

Panda walked up to him, reassuring me that there is nothing to worry. Seeing him, the guy stood and smiled and welcomed and also nodded a big welcome to me. His friendliness was sincere and infectious as I smiled back in return. Panda led me to the hut inside where it was although small, very nearly laid out 2 sets of table and chairs and a clean floor.

As I sat next to him, he beamed in pride - ‘this is my secret treasure. There is no menu here. He makes world’s best Biriyani’ As I nodded, realising that I am starving actually. Sure enough, within seconds, he was laying the banana leaves and setting the water jug and the glasses and served hot Biriyani which tasted heavenly!!!! As we started eating, with a smile he placed another glass next to Panda and looked at me questioningly. Panda took a big gulp and smacked his lips and looked at me as if I wanted to taste it.

I looked at him questioningly. He nodded and handed it to me. First sip, once the sweetness went past my throat, it hit me instantly. Seemed some kind of locally brewed alcohol, looked like vodka, or water, more so. Clear, odourless. Seeing me still OK after the first sip, he nodded to the old guy and he brought me too, a glass. Panda told me that its Arrack, made locally from here.

The next couple of hours flew past magically. That Arrack stuff tasted so good, sweet yet packing loads of punch and with literally no one else in the hut helped heaps in letting my inhibitions off, with panda’s right levels of encouragement I had the time of my life. After matching him up like-for-like, 3 glasses and a plateful of tasty Biriyani, I insisted that I will pay for it and was surprised how cheap the whole thing was, compared to how much I had to pay at the pub where I spent the 2 hours before taking the bus on the way in, to this eventful journey.

As we stepped out, and I walked leaning on his shoulders for support, we were glad for his thoughtfulness to keep the auto waiting on charge and as we got in, Panda directed him to the bus station and we were actually late and the bus was just about to start. As we rushed in, we found that most of the later half of the bus was empty and moved to the last seat and crashed there. As the bus moved, I lay on his lap and snoozed off within minutes. I could vaguely feel his hand slipping inside my blouse and gently pump my tits, but was too boozed out and tired to protest. Freeing up a hook he started playing with my nipples for some more time, with his growing stiffness pushing against the back of my head, as I sat at the window side, hidden from view and was laying down on his lap to sleep. Soon, the movement of the bus, together with the contours of what his fingers are feeling, resulting in a raging hard on that he was unable to control, Panda began wanking and within the next minute, made a mess of the surrounding as he is used to doing which included part of my hair.

Not wanting to upset me, he pulled a section of his dhoti and careful wiped clean the mess he made and soon went back to sleep himself. We both slept through the journey peacefully and only when the bus arrived the outskirts of the city did I wake up and adjusted myself quickly and within minutes picked up my bag and patted Panda’s cheek with affection and waving him good bye, got off the stop closer to my residence and thankfully it was still quite early in the morning with not much people around, I rushed to my flats, ignoring the watchman and jumped into the hot shower immediately. As I sat with a hot cup of coffee in my de facto shorts and V neck, only then it dawned on to me the Full effect of the EPIC adventures of the day before. Head spinning still, I recollected it over and over!!!

Finally putting the empty coffee cup away, giving a mighty stretch, looked at the clock and as it was showing 7.40 AM I swiftly changed into my Gym clothes and stepped out, feeling fresh, getting ready for another ‘regular’ day in the life of the inspector, pushing aside the adventures, as I began a steady jog with the smart phone strapped to my shoulder and the water flask strapped to my hip, to my gym located 3 km away. It felt good to return to normalcy and there are tonnes of things to look forward to in the days ahead!