Lakkan had spent the last couple of hours searching for porn clips on his phone. He was desperate to get his hands on the fair city girl and had noticed how she reacted to the movie he had tried to show her earlier. He skipped through almost everything he had collected since he had got the phone, settling on a couple of desi clips. The girls in them seemed to be from well off backgrounds and were shown to be gradually seduced by their boyfriends, relatives or neighbours. These should get her in a good mood, he thought, maybe even enough to let him touch her. "Mujhe pata hai ki tumhe ye achcha lagta hai. Sharmao mat, ab to chacha chale gaye hain" (I know you like this. Don't be shy, uncle is not here), thrusting the phone under her eyes as he played the first video.
Garima was too surprised and sleepy to push him away before she found herself sitting on the bed next to him, but she brushed away his hand from hers as he pulled out the phone. She blushed at his words, seeing the slice of truth in them. She had never seen porn before, but she had always been curious, and interested in men like girls of her age were. She made a show of avoiding the screen, but her eyes couldn't stop flicking on to it. Soon, it became obvious to him that her eyes were not leaving the screen, and he could hear her breathing grow louder, her hands fidgeting beside her. His free hand slowly reached towards her, touching her knee. Garima shuddered, instantly pushing it away with her hand, only to find it return a few moments later, this time giving her a little squeeze. She shot a look at him, only to find him leering back at her, making her look away and at the phone again.
He gave himself a smile; he had broken the first sign of resistance she had offered him. His hand grew more comfortable on her knee, tracing circles around it, before tentatively moving to her thigh. Garima groaned silently, unable to believe that she was letting him touch her legs, but Birju's touches had left her aroused, and now the video was starting to turn her on again. She shivered as he rubbed the smooth skin of her thighs, closing her legs closely together and using her hands to make sure that he couldn't reach any higher. Suddenly, he placed the phone on her lap, reaching around her shoulder with his now free hand reaching around her to grab her shoulder. The sudden movement made her gasp, as she found herself held in place next to him. "Itna garam ho gyi hai tum" (You are getting so hot) he whispered, leaning into her ear, "Tumhe bhi chahiye na, jo usko mil rahi hai" (You also want what she is getting no), nodding at the video playing on her lap.
She shivered as she felt him lean in close to her, "aisa nahi hai" (It's not like that) she protested, "Chhoddo na" (let me go). His hand was roaming higher on her thighs despite her efforts to push his hands down and he could feel the goosebumps on her skin. "Aisi thadapti majhli ko koyi chodtha hai kya" (Will anyone let such a catch go), he leered, feeling her shudder at his words. His hand ventured higher up her leg, disappearing under her dress, while the hand on her shoulder started to move down towards her chest. At that moment, a loud call came from outside, beckoning Lakkan. He cursed loudly as he sprang to his feet. "Maalik bula rhaa hai" (My boss is calling) he said panicking, looking down at the girl, shivering from arousal and moments away from submitting to his wishes, or at least so he hoped.
Lakkan looked at her and then he door, reluctant to leave. He bent down in front of her, looking into her eyes as he collected his phone from her lap, his hand caressing her thighs on the way. "Dekh mere heroine, ye toh bas trailer thaa. Mein tujhe jannat dikhaonga"(Look my heroine, this was just a trailer. I'm going to show you what heaven feels like). He groaned, straightening up as another shout echoed through the building. "Maalik ko pata chala toh bahut gadbad hoga. Abhi ke liye chalta hoon" (If my boss finds out, it'll be trouble. I'll go for now) he said, hesitantly leaving the room.
Garima sat still on the bed for a few moments, trying to calm herself down. She rushed to close the door and bolted it, heaving a sigh as she was finally alone in the room. Her friend's family wouldn't be back for a few hours more, and she had lots of time to spend. She bathed herself, going over what had happened to her in the last few hours. Two strangers had got their hands on her, and she hadn't resisted; she was even enjoying their touches. And she felt so aroused showing off her legs to them. So aroused when she felt she had lost control. She realised she was panting as she thought about it all, stopping to towel herself off and open her bags.
Pratap had been running the lodge for almost a decade. His only customers had been travellers who were passing through; other than that is, the clients of the village whores. That is who he initially thought Garima to be, as Birju had spent many a night at the place. So he was surprised as Birju came back, asking for help with the girl. "Yeh toh bilkul chutiya hai" (This man is a fool) Pratap thought. If he had had her in his hands like that, he wouldn't have left without the full experience. Birju seemed to be too worried about his image with the family, not wanting to force the girl into doing anything. "Ye sheher ki laundiya na, bilkul randi hoti hai. Ek minute mujhko de do, unke pair khulvaake doonga " (These city girls are nothing but whores. Give me a minute with her, I'll make her spread her legs), he told Birju, licking his lips at the thought.
Birju tried talked him out of doing anything rash. "Woh bilkul pataakha hai. Aur hum lenge baari baari, poore din, poori raat" (She is a proper firecracker. And we can take turns with her, all day, all night), he snickered. "Bas tum jaldi mein kuch mat karna. Aur tumhaare woh ladka hai na, usko kahin aur bhej do din keliye. Usko bahut jaldi hai, daraake bhagaenge chhori ko" (Just make sure not to do anything hasty. And send your boy someplace else for a few days. He is always in a hurry, he'll scare her away). So it was that Lakkan was called down interrupting his moment of bliss and forced to travel to the town to buy supplies, his objections angrily shouted down by Pratap. The two men watched satisfied as he rode his cycle off towards the train station, sipping their chai as they got back to plotting.
