The party began at around 10 P.M. and was bound to go on until 2 or 3 in the morning. When it was New Year, everybody wished each other well and got back to boozing and smoking up. The room was only big enough for five to six people. So as time passed people started leaving. When it was 3 AM, there were only five of us, Me, my then roommate, Varun, and his childhood friend Vijay. Sneha and Deepika also stayed back.
There were two rooms, so three boys in one and the two girls in another room sounded good. Sneha and Deepika were from my workplace. I had insisted them on joining our party, when they told me they were doing nothing that night.
When everybody went to sleep, I somehow didn't fall asleep. I stayed back in the living room watching the TV, randomly changing between channels. The two rooms were at a fair distance from the living room, so I knew I wasn't disturbing the people who were asleep. A while later, I heard the door creak open and Deepika making her way out, complaining how it was 4'o clock and she couldn't fall asleep because of a faint headache. I noticed she had changed into shorts, (from jeans earlier) showing off her neat thighs and legs alike. She had a fair skin tone, and the fact that she was neatly waxed was a cherry on the cake. She had the same T-shirt on, but I could make out the faint line of her nipples now. I hadn't noticed it earlier, so I guessed she had taken her bra off when she went to sleep. She had nicely shaped breasts, as well. The messy hair and half asleep look on her face made her look pretty. She came and sat just beside the chair I was sitting on, leaning on one of its legs, the right one, wherein I checked out her plumpy ass cheeks, when she sat down, stretching out her beautiful legs ahead, giving me a much better view of them.
"Gimme the remote, let me see if there's something I like, " she said. I passed her the remote and she began changing the channels while I still looked at her thighs and legs. I had missed a lot when they were under the jeans, I thought to myself. Just as I thought things couldn't get any better, Sneha came out of the room, moaning and complaining that the room was getting too cold. She was looking for the AC remote, she said. But when she saw Deepika sitting there changing channels, she said she'd watch the TV for a while as well.
Looking at Sneha was also a treat to the eyes. Sneha had changed into shorts too. If Deepika's legs were beautiful, Sneha's were literally sexy. I remember Sneha saying how she was an athlete back in college. So her thigh muscles and her dusky skin tone made her thighs a masterpiece. As far as the breasts were concerned, Sneha had slightly bigger ones when compared to Deepika. They really stuck out well in that tight T shirt because she was wearing a shorter one and it also didn't cover her body length, showing her hips and navel occasionally. The messy hair and the half asleep look was a common takeaway. Sneha also made room beside Deepika leaning on the other leg of the chair on the left side, and I had a good view of her ass cheeks as well when she sat down . I brought my legs up the chair as Sneha too spread out her legs like Deepika did.
We weren't really concentrating on the TV, and we were particularly quiet. But when a soap commercial about how it makes the skin smooth, came up, Deepika and Sneha started a funny argument as to whose skin was more smooth. They started touching each other's palms and hands and each called herself the winner of the 'smoothness competition'. They were arguing all the while, jumping in their places, while I had a pretty good laugh looking at them. After a while when they got tired, Deepika announced,
"Okay, how about Ajay decides who's skin is smoother? "
Sneha looked at me and I shrugged, to which she said, "Why not? Sounds good. Come on Ajay, touch my palms and my hands and tell me you haven't touched anything more smoother in your life," putting both her hands forward winking at me.
"Mine too!" Deepika exclaimed, putting her hands forward, making a puppy face.
This was really sounding crazy, but these girls were always childish. I was used to their stupid dramas but this was a first. I didn't want them to look at my semi hard erection so I pulled my legs closer , just in case. I went ahead and ran my fingers over each other's palms and hands for a while and declared both were equally smooth. It sounded outright stupid and the three of us burst out into laughter, when Sneha suddenly pulled my hand and placed it over her cheeks, saying, "Now? Aren't my cheeks soft? " with twinkling eyes. I made small movements on her cheeks, as if to check them. Deepika didn't want to be left behind , so she pulled my hand to her cheeks and slowly guided it down to below her chin and then to the back of her neck.
"Now?" she winked at me, and then turning her face to Sneha sticking her tongue out.
All of this was really working me up, while I was trying hard not to let them see my erection. Meanwhile Sneha, as if suddenly accepting the challenge, guided my hands over to one of her breasts! This shouldn't have come as a surprise considering how things were going but I was taken aback anyhow.
She said, "Ajay! Don't look so surprised, go ahead and give it a squeeze, tell me if it's soft." I was lost and searching for words when Sneha really insisted and she herself started giving one of her breasts a squeeze with her hand over my hand.
I decided there was no point in holding back now. I gave Sneha's boob a nice short squeeze, and told her, "Umm, it definitely isn't soft, it's err... what do you say, firm! " Before she could say anything, I added, "And that's not bad." I winked at her. She was still disappointed, considering the competition.
All this while Deepika sat looking at us with wide eyes, with my hand in hers. And then as if coming back to senses, it was her turn to guide my hand to one of her breasts.I could feel her nipples getting hard below my palm. I needed no permission now whatsoever. I went ahead and gave her boob a nice squeeze as well.