There are two earlier stories involving Rani. It is not necessary to read them in order to enjoy this story, although it may enhance the readers enjoyment and understanding.
Rani is a lovely young woman who chose to not remove her body hair. If the presence of a fully natural woman in a story disturbs you, this would not be an enjoyable read for you.
The story was posted in the Group Sex category, but also contains elements of Exhibitionist/Voyeur.
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1. Together again.
Apparently Monica was as thrilled as Rani had been about their initial meeting, because she sent me an e-mail the next day asking when we could get together again. I checked with Rani and we set up another party at the same motel for the next weekend.
I asked Rani if she wanted me to be there again, since she was certainly not scared to be with Monica after that last event. I had been virtually forgotten about as I sat off to the side and enjoyed the show, so my presence was really not needed.
"I want you to be there Adam," Rani said in no uncertain terms. "It adds to my enjoyment, and I think also to Monica's."
Monica agreed with Rani's assessment when I contacted her just before the get-together.
"Oh, you gotta be there Adam," Monica insisted. "You're so cute when you drool."
"Gee thanks," I said, now feeling every bit the part of the pervert sitting in the balcony whacking off to the show.
"We gotta get you involved though Adam," Monica added. "It's a shame to let a perfectly good hunk of man go to waste."
I'm not an orgy guy, and I didn't think that Rani would be all that keen on that either. I was delighted to be with Rani, and had no intention to look elsewhere, at least not until Rani was back home, or on the plane.
We met at the same motel as last time, and I sat in the chair and watched Rani and Monica make love. The excitement of their first meeting could not be equalled of course, since they were now familiar with each other's amazing bodies. The passion was clearly still there, however.
This time I had made myself comfortable from the start, and sat there in my underwear while Rani and Monica tore the bed apart. My erection throbbed as I watched them make love, but I dared not touch it, because I thought that was all it would take to set me off.
I got to pay more attention to the subtle things this time as I watched. Rani was simply mesmerized by Monica's breasts, and even when occupied with other things, it was never long before Rani's eyes, hands or mouth came back to Monica's massive breasts. I knew that Monica was aware of Rani's interest, and it seemed that Monica loved the attention Rani showed to them.
As for Monica, she seemed consumed by a lust of her own; a passion that I fully understood and shared. Monica's hands would find their way under Rani's arms quite frequently, stroking and toying with the thick jungle of coal black hair that filled Rani's gentle hollows. Occasionally Monica would kiss the dense fur in much the same manner as I often did when Rani and I were alone. When Monica's tongue and lips would dance under Rani's arms, I had all I could do to fight the overpowering urge to cum just from watching, and I would squirm in the hot vinyl seat in discomfort while they played.
After an hour or so, Rani and Monica collasped in each other's arms. I needed this break myself, so I padded off to the bathroom. As I passed Monica, she laughed and whistled as me. As much as I tried to cover the obvious with my hands, it was difficult to hide the erection that was trying to poke through my boxers.
"Shake it more that twice and you're playing with it," Monica quipped as I closed the door behind me.
If I shook it at all I would be cumming all over the place, I thought to myself as I tried to get my cock to point downward enough to be able to pee in the bowl. The thought of getting rid of the load that had been building up inside of me did cross my mind, but I thought better of the idea. Better to do it while watching Rani and Monica than in the toilet staring at myself in the mirror.
2. The show continues with a new player.
By the time I rejoined the ladies, my erection had subsided somewhat, making me less comical looking coming back out. Rani and Monica were sipping wine, and I could tell that there was something up. They had been talking, and judging by the looks on their faces, I thought the topic was me. Rani looked down and smiled like she just swallowed the canary, while Monica just looked devilish.
I poued a glass for myself and went back to my sweaty chair, the imprint of my ass still visible in the cheap vinyl. Monica swung over and sat on the edge of the bed facing me, and Rani climbed over and sat next to Monica, her head resting on Monica's creamy white shoulder.
"Something's going on," I said as I eased back into the chair.
"Maybe yes... maybe no," Monica smiled.
"Monica asked me if we would do something," Rani said softly.
"We?" I asked, unsure of who that entailed.
"You and I, Adam," Rani said. "Monica said she would like to watch you and I do... things."
"Dyin' to see you guys in action," Monica chimed in. "Rani has told me about it, but I would love to see it."
"I don't think so," I said. "I like to be the one that watches."
"Not fair!" Monica said while running her hand up and down Rani's hairy thigh. "I like to watch too."
It was hard to look at Monica without staring at her chest, and as she sat there her huge bell shaped breasts almost hung to her lap. Rani saw where I was looking and slid her bronze hand over to Monica's milky white jugs, stroking the aureola with her fingernail and making the pebbled surface come alive again.
I was coming alive myself as I watched them teasing each other, and me. I squirmed some more as they touched each other while smiling at me.
"What do you say Adam?" Monica cooed. "You know you want to cum. You want to cum so bad you're about to burst. I want to watch Rani get you off. I want to see how this little virgin does it."