It was a warm evening and the party was on full swing. A one man band played old Beatle tunes and seventies music on an electronic keyboard and synthesizer. People danced swaying their bodies to the music as the alcohol influenced and loosened their senses. The scent of freshly roasted hashish rented the air as joints were passed around. Arjuna was the son of a wealthy mill owner of years gone by. Twice married and divorced he now dated an ageing beauty queen of yesteryear. The crowd at the party was a strange mixture of people in their mid 40's and 50's and a much younger crowd in their early 20's. The young girls, their body's fresh and gleaming with youth, in their skimpy clothes had almost every dick stirring uncomfortably in their respective loins. The young men with their fine muscular tone had the older women in a tizzy and I bet there must been a few panties that were wet that evening.
I recently met Arjuna a couple of years ago and had become quite friendly with him. I had also been hired by his son as a consultant to their software company. Arjuna owned the building in which he lived and occupied a large six bedroom duplex flat with a large terrace attached to the upper floor. Only one of the six bedrooms was attached to the terrace. Hari, was Arjuna's trusted valet of many years was tending to the bar serving drinks. I made my way to freshen my vodka tonic with lots of ice. Hari recognized me and immediately tended to my need. As I awaited the cocktail, a mutual friend came up to me and slipped me a large vial saying, "Pure organic Columbian." Now Arjuna did not mind the smoking and the drinking but he frowned on anything chemical. He himself drank Grey Goose vodka with tonic and puffed on smelly beedis (a local tobacco product which is made from hand rolled tobacco leaves. They aren't cigars but like small tapered cigarettes and are usually tied with a little red thread at the tapered end. A poor mans cigarette.) In spite of the heat Arjuna was dressed in slacks and a cotton shirt and jacket with a silk scarf tucked in around his neck.
I slipped the vial into my pocket and collected my drink and headed for the bedroom. I entered the bed room which was empty of people and often used as a guest room. The attached bathroom was usually not used as there was another guest bathroom adjacent to a living room. I was anxious to try the coke and took out the vial and checked the quantity visually. Opening the bathroom door I was greeted unexpectedly to the sight of a beautiful young woman sitting on the pot at the far end her legs wide open with her skirt around her ankles. She appeared to be cleaning her self having peed or so I thought. I apologized and closed the door but as I shut the bathroom door the vial fell out of my hand inside the bathroom and I pulled the door shut. I stood besides the door trembling wondering what to do. Moments later after what seemed like an eternity, the door swung open and this beautiful woman emerged holding the vial in her hand. Smilingly she introduced herself as Anjali whilst handing me the vial.
"Mind if I join its excellent coke, I couldn't resist?" she asked her hand outstretched holding the vial.
"Hi, I'm Manu.... you're welcome." I replied and proceeded to open the bathroom door. I held the door for Anjali to enter which she did. I locked the door and spilled some coke on the granite table top. She handed me her platinum American express credit card to cut some lines. As I chopped the coke into fine powdered lines, she rolled a hundred dollar bill into a tube. As she sniffed her line, I noticed her manicured slim body, the outline of her small taut breasts with their perky and stiff nipples. Her short hair was jet black and perfectly trim and styled. She wore a backless pastel white blouse made of some expensive sheer material with a collared plunging neckline revealing a sexy midriff, was wrapped above her navel. The bra cups were visible. Her mini skirt made of beautiful natural linen, hugged her waist line, exposing her belly button, her light onyx bare thighs and shapely legs were an invitation to an even more sumptuous delight. A white thong barely covered her pussy. Her height was compensated by the Italian stilettos. She looked like one of those classy Indian models working in the European fashion houses except that she was too short. As she sniffed in the coke, she removed a packet of slim cigarettes from her Prada evening bag and proceeded to lick the sides of the cigarette after which she gently rolled the cigarette over one of the remaining lines and lit it inhaling deeply. She continued to smoke the cigarette as I sipped my drink and proceeded to sniff a line in each nostril. She handed me the cigarette. As we both felt the rush of the coke, we eyed each other, breathless and sweating. She smiled and took a sip from my drink. "Shall we do another?" she asked.
"Of course" I replied and proceeded to repeat the exercise of crushing more coke. She held the cigarette to my mouth and I inhaled deeply bursting out into a cough. I had to be careful not to blow away the coke which she tried to protect with her hand. Her breast accidentally brushed my arm. We laughed at the situation and she proceeded to wipe a small amount of coke onto her finger and rub it in her gums. She then took another small swipe and offered me her finger. I rubbed her finger on my gums and sucked her whole finger. I could feel my cock getting hard and nudged myself against her. She responded by drawing me closer to her. Our loins pressed against each other and her breath was hot.
I held her close and kissed her lips, my tongue explored her mouth and her tongue weaved in and out of my mouth like a hungry snake. Parting the centre of her blouse, I licked and kissed her nipples as they stiffened in response to my tongue. My mouth was numb and all my senses were absorbed by her scent, her sexuality, her form, the sound of her heavy breathing and the rising and falling of her breasts with every breath. The numbness caused by the coke seemed to contradict my senses by heightening the sexual pleasure. I swiped a little coke of the table and coated her nipples as I inserted my hand into her blouse I moved aside the bra cup exposing her small firm breast. I gently squeezed and massaged her breasts. I repeated the same with her other breast and her perky nipples stiffened like ripened beads. I continued to massage her breasts, licking and sucking her pert nipples. I flicked my tongue over her erect studs twirling them between my fingers, milking her buds. She moaned, "Ah...huh Manu that's lovely. Keep doing that." She exclaimed, "Ah, ah h-huh... oh mm, keep doing that." She whispered in my ear. Her hot breath blowing into my ear as her tongue flowed over my ear lobe. She gently nibbled the tip of my ear I felt a shudder ripple through me from head to toe. I put as much of her firm breast into my mouth playing her teat with my tongue.
My cock was now hard underneath my trousers bursting to get free. She felt and stroked it through my soft cotton trousers. After a few strokes she unzipped me pulling my cock free from the confines of my pants and underwear. She licked her finger and wiped some coke of the table and gently massaged the coke onto the tip of my cock, licking the tip and head. My cock stiff and hard stretched itself tight as I lost sensation momentarily all over my body. I burst into a pleasurable spasm that rippled through my whole body. I felt a warm glow over take me as she continued to lick and suck my penis like an ice cream cone. Her tongue, lips and mouth performed a variety of licking, touching and sucking sequences all over my balls and cock. She then extended her action to my chest sucking my nipples and biting them sending me into shivers. Her hand held onto my stiff cock and rubbed my shaft up and down slowly, rubbing her nipples over my cock whilst she licked the tip after adding some more coke. She sucked me hard, her tongue licking the tip of my penis she devoured my precum that had oozed out.
I removed her skirt and raised her legs and hips onto the table top. Her pubic hair was neatly trimmed exposing her succulent pussy lips. I let my trousers and underwear fall between my legs and my stiff cock sensed its way to the entrance of her vagina nudging itself against her clitoris and the entrance to her passage of joy. I massaged her clitoris with the tip of cock. I rubbed her clit with some coke powder and then rubbed my cock over her clit our two organs of pleasure rubbed each other with snow in to a numbing sensation. I then bent down to lick her pussy and she squirmed with delight pressing my face into her vagina as I licked her clit. She then sucked my cock licking my balls, then the tip of my cock as it oozed some pre cum into a bubble which she flicked off with her tongue. She enveloped my cock in her mouth.
She applied her saliva to the area and rubbed my cock with her wet pussy lips. My cock's head slipped into the entrance of her warm moist vagina. Her pussy lips spread ever so slightly just enough to accommodate the head of my cock half way into her entrance. I just lay their as she anticipated my next move thrusting her hips towards me. As she thrust herself towards me, my cock slid into her warm wet passage. My cock felt like it had been wrapped tightly by a moist glove. She let out a gasp of air as I gripped her hips and pulled her towards me. "Harder Manu, huh hah mm ah mm ooh ah-ha," she moaned. We thrust at each other in a, frenzy and as I burst into her, she screamed out her orgasms. We collapsed into each others arms panting for breath. I hugged her tight and kissed her hot mouth our tongues in play. I held onto her breasts as I slowly withdrew still quite hard. I turned her over and thrust into her vagina from the rear gripping her arse, I rode her to another orgasm before collapsing on her, I squirted another load in her and lay in her till my hard on slackened. After I washed my cock in the basin and she washed herself clean and slipped her clothes back on.
She straightened herself out as I dressed and then unlocked the door opening it gently; fortunately nobody was in the room. The party had continued not noticing our absence. I asked her, "Have you come with somebody?"
"Yes." She smiled nodding and replied. "But he is just a friend."
"Anjali, I really would like to see you again?"
