The Freedom

Note: I request to read all the previous chapters to feel the depth of the story, if not. Also for the new readers' convenience, I am sharing a recap. If you had already read the previous chapters, you can skip the recap.

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Recap for New Readers : A final year engineering student, Maya wants to break free from her traditional family's strict rules. Getting placed in an MNC job is her key to freedom. She attains it successfully by getting placed in a UK based MNC. She has one month to fly to London. She decides to unleash her secret "side B" to explore her desires and hidden fantasies. Losing her virginity before flying to the UK is her ultimate goal, but within her own rules to abide by. She has to keep up the good-girl image.

In Mumbai, she teases her crush Sam during a rainy bike ride and at his apartment, flashing glimpses of her body, yet as accidental exposure. However, her accidental exposure escalates, she pretends sleep to topless, Sam masturbates at her half nakedness thinking that she was slept. She manages to see his cock, the first in her life for real. Unlikely turn of events leads to a candid show to Sam's brother Jignesh, who crosses the boundary by groping her boobs--first time by a male. She glimpses his monstrous cock. She stays silent not to disrupt her plans.

She discusses everything with her best friend Leena and conveys her scheme of plans to seduce Sam -- her choice to experience the first sex with. They plan a trip to Lonavala, where Maya would further her moves there. But the resort trip becomes a group trip. Apart from Sam and Leena, their friends Guru, Riya (lovers), and Jignesh also join them. Maya plans to seduce Sam subtly at various incidents, however, ends up being an exhibitionist for a few, including Jignesh. Jignesh also desires for her. Maya ignores him. Amidst all this she's happy that Sam is being drawn to her slowly.

Then, an unexpected intimate massage from a trans masseuse, Somsak, ignites her sexual curiosity to the next level. She gets a desire for exhibitionism and loves the fact that her body draws eyes.

The trip gets disrupted after Riya's near-drowning at the pool. That incident prompts Riya and Guru to leave the resort with Jignesh. Alone in the resort with Leena and Sam, she finds a perfect opportunity. She throws a pool side party for them. Later, asks Sam to teach her swimming to escalate their physical intimacy. Surprisingly, Leena's drunken poolside antics reveal her bold side too. Maya resumes seducing Sam by staging a drunken drama in the pool. Result -- she manages to smooch him, get almost nude with him except for a panty. The swimming lessons conclude with happy ending for Sam, as she masturbates him and gets fingered momentarily. She could not proceed further in the pool, and she retires to her resort room.

Eventually in their last night at the resort, she finds Leena's secret crush on Maya. Leena approaches Maya, imagining the reality as dreaming. Maya goes with flow, playing Leena's fancy dreaming unwilling to hurt her emotions. The night ends with as a lesbian encounter between the two. Leena mostly took the dominant role, exploring Maya with her fingers and mouth. Next morning they return to Mumbai. Before leaving Maya gets Guru's pendrive, which he had missed at his room.

New adventures begin in Mumbai...

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CHAPTER 07: THE CATALYST AND THE REACTION

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THE CATALYST

We slumped in our beds as soon as we entered the house. I changed to a fitting spaghetti top, purple one. I freed my boobs from the clutches of my bra and wore tiny cotton shorts without the hindrance of my panty. Ditching inners at home was always a blissful feeling. My mind was consumed with Sam. I was craving my first fuck with him.

The newfound Leena's crush on me added twist to my story. I remember her magical fingers on me. Her dream, but my real night unsettled things. It tangled me in a triangular romance. One week of my one-month countdown to London was over. I made remarkable progress, enjoying every moment of my new freedom. Just one more private moment with Sam, I could drive him to unseal me.

'Craft a perfect plan Maya', my inner self urged me.

"Maya, I feel hungry. Ordering food. What do you want?" asked Leena.

She wore loose cotton track pants and a shirt. So modest and stark contrast to her drunken boldness in Lonavala.

"Order whatever you want. Before the food arrives, we shall try that Moringa soup", I suggested.

We slouched down in the kitchen and prepared the soup. The steam curled around us, spreading a unique aroma of Moringa leaves. It just took 10 minutes, we transferred it to our bowls and moved to the dining table.

Sipping the hot soup, I asked Leena, "You know, moringa enhances our libido?" The images of our private moments from Lonavala flashed in my memory. I awaited her reaction.

"I am not sure about Moringa. But Tequila works for sure. Look at you. You are still in mood, I guess," She turned back to my choice of clothes.

My spaghetti top revealed almost everything just stood as a thin layer of cover. It was enough to evoke her memories of the previous night. Anyone could have easily pictured my shape and size.

"Libido... I am not sure. But madness... yes. Someone did a bikini ramp walk after a few shots," I threw the ball at her court.

"Okay, scores levelled. Listen, I had a wild dream, Maya. Maybe because of the tequila..." she whispered.

"Wild dream? Wow, tell me..." I asked in a husky voice, moving closer. I played dumb and faked curiosity. Thrilled that she would confess, because I knew that was not her dream.

"I can't tell you now. I'll tell you some other time for sure."

I didn't pressure her, she might have her own reason. "Okay whenever you feel to discuss. I am always there," I gave her a tap on her shoulders and continued to slurp the soup. Then, my phone buzzed.

"Jignesh! Why is he calling now?" I asked Leena, showing my screen. She shrugged her shoulders.

"Hey, Maya. So how was the trip?"

"It was okay. We missed you guys," I lied.

"You owe me a treat. Remember?" he recollected my another lie, that I had promised him in the resort.

"Surely, Jigs. Let's plan for the weekend, okay?" I swallowed my annoyance, but kept my tone sweet. I did not wait for his reply and diverted him.

"Gotta go Jigs. Need to drain the noodles. Catch you later," I said and disconnected the call.

'Did Sam spill about the pool? Was he gossiping?' I doubted because Jignesh was pushing for the treat. As I couldn't shake the thought, I dialled Sam, moving away from Leena to the balcony.

"Hey, Sam, are you tired from the trip?" I started casually and said, "Jignesh called me now... pressing me for the treat. Did you tell him anything?"

He responded calmly. "Nope. He is at Guru's house. Why?" he asked, a hint of curiosity in his tone.

"Nothing, I thought you might have shared something with him," I said, probing for cracks.

Sam chuckled. "I don't share my personal stuff with him."

"Personal stuff? What do you mean, Sam?"

"I mean... whatever happened in the pool, Maya."

"Do you remember anything? It's all a blur for me." I tried to pull the words out of his mouth.

He paused. "Booze baffled me, Maya. I remember wrestling with Leena. Later in the morning, I woke up in my room in my wet clothes. I was clueless. What about you?"

I smirked within and said innocently, "Even I was in wet clothes when I got up. I do remember jumping into the pool for Leena's challenge. Then she strutted off in her 'bikini.' I must've followed her back to the room. Or did you walk me there?" I asked, baiting him and played a truth or lie with him.

I didn't booze last night, so I remembered everything--how he undressed me, his rush to explore my body, and the feel of his cock in my grip. How could I forget the gush of his cum in the turquoise pool?

"Yeah, you were all wet down there..." he said, then caught himself, stumbling. "I mean, drenched from the pool. I walked you back to your room safely. You were totally plastered."

'You cheeky bastard!' I almost uttered my inner voice.

"Come again?" I teased, pushing him further.

But he didn't bite, sticking to his story.I pretended to buy his concoction, but deep down, I knew the truth. Sam remembered every second of that night, like I did.

"My bra was missing after the pool party, Sam," I flirted, "any idea?"

He thought I had forgotten the bra I gave him. But it was my test for him, not a trophy.

"Is it? Strange! Did you wear one? Try to recollect," he continued playing safe.

That's what I wanted, too--a safe distance, no confessions, and a no strings attached relationship. He believed what I wanted him to believe. I had staged the drunk act perfectly. He would think all happened in my stupefied state.

I grabbed a glass of water, letting the cool liquid kiss my lips.

"I'm sure, Sam..." before I could complete the sentence, the doorbell blared and it startled me. Water splashed onto my top, making the thin material clung to my chest, outlining my fluffiness. The purple spaghetti top turned semi-transparent, outlining my domes' crowns.

"Someone's at the door. Catch you later, Sam." I hung up, walking towards the door.

"Leena the food has arrived!" I guessed it to be the delivery guy.

I swung the door open. But it was Riya, her eyes widened as she looked at my drenched top.

"Hi, Maya, you're looking so hot," she said, pointing at my crests.

"Just water... spilled," I smiled and welcomed her in, leaving the door ajar.

"Hey Riya... What a surprise! Want some moringa noodles? Good for Guru!" Leena welcomed her with a tease.

"Shut up, Leena," said Riya turning her attention back to me. "What if someone else knocked at your door?"

"I was expecting the food delivery guy," I replied.

"His eyes would pop out seeing a hot girl in this state," Riya laughed.

"I was on a call, sipping water, you rang the bell and it spilled. Happened in a jiffy, Riya. Hang on, let me change," I said, turning toward my room.

"It's fine, we're all girls here." She sounded casual, but her gaze lingered on my body. I tugged the top, creating a gap between the fabric and my body. It released my boobs from clinging with a soft jiggle. I spotted Leena's eyes darted to the details.

"Hmm... So any special reason for the surprise visit?" I asked Riya.

Riya flopped onto the sofa, "Guru went to his native, and it was boring at home. And..." she hesitated.

Leena and I exchanged a glance and looked at Riya.

"How about your pool party? Have you stepped into the pool?" asked Riya.

"Yes, we did step in. Why?" Leena and I replied in unison, running the same doubt in our minds. 'Did anyone tell her what happened at the pool?' We had our own reasons to hide the pool escapade from Riya.

Riya lifted her t-shirt till her midriff, revealing mild rashes on her stomach, prominently around her navel. Red patches marred her soft skin. "All because of that damn pool," she complained.

"Maybe the water's pH didn't suit you," I said, having a closer look at the rashes.

"You have a sensitive skin," Leena said in a caring tone. "I've got aloe-calamine lotion that could help. Where else are the rashes?"

"Thighs, chest and..." Riya hesitantly pointed her private region.

"Don't worry. I'll give you the lotion. Apply it before hitting the bed at night, but ensure you drop your clothing to avoid further irritation and spread," said Leena.

"Can't do that at home. My mum will ask reasons, worse than rashes. Also, I share a room with my brother, and sleeping without clothes beside him... Impossible."

"Then stay here," Leena offered, a solution. "Apply it, rest for a few hours. That will be enough."

"She is right. Stay back, you have the whole day. Go home by evening," I echoed Leena.

"How can I be... clothless here?" Riya balked, and her cheeks turned pink.

"As you said, we're all girls here. Being a girl, we all have to go nude in front of a few people at some point in our lives--Doctors, mother, room-mates..."

"Boyfriend...," Leena interrupted me.

"Yes, even girlfriend. You know..." I teased back Leena and turned to Riya. "Feel home, take Leena's room."

Riya remained silent. I felt pity for her, looking at her innocent face struggling to take a call.

"Take her in, apply the lotion, Leena. I'll handle the food delivery," I said pushing Riya to come out her hesitation. She followed Leena to her room.

I sank onto the sofa as she got up and scrolled the food app --delivery guy was stuck in traffic, 15--20 minutes late. My wet top clung to my body again, the fabric drying slowly in my body heat. It was thrilling to stay in skimpy costumes, around the people who had seen you so formal in the college. I loved the way Riya and Leena stealing a look at my body. Leena might be undressing Riya right there in her room, just blocked by a door. I wanted to sneak in and see them.

Something vibrated under my bum, sending a jolt to my pubic area. I stood up and saw Riya's phone. She had kept in silent mode, and it was vibrating for Guru's call. I thought of attending it, inform and pass it to Riya. But he didn't wait even for my 'hello'.

"Riya, the selfies and videos we took in Lonavala... I've uploaded it to our cloud storage. Can't keep them on my mobile. My parents might use my phone. So, transfer it to the pen drive. We will watch later. Bye, Mum's coming."

Guru hung up the call by the time I said, "Hey, it's Maya here."

I headed toward Leena's room to convey the message to Riya. Through the cracked door, I saw Riya in her inners, lying on her back and Leena applying the aloe-calamine lotion liberally. I could not see Leena's face.

'Is she feeling Riya's body the way she felt mine?' a thought creeped inside me.

"Ah... I feel soothing, Lee," I heard Riya responding to Leena's fingers gliding over her body. Riya was enjoying it for sure.

Not wanting to interrupt, I returned to the sofa. With Riya's phone still in hand, my mind ran all the wild thoughts. What could be there in those selfies and videos? I could not stop reiterating my pool experience with Sam and picturing Riya doing something similar with Guru.

A notification appeared, Guru sent the link. But Riya's mobile screen was locked with a pattern. I tried "R" for Riya--error. "Z" for Zinta, her surname--nope. One attempt left before a 30-minute lockout. I paused, then tried a "G" for Guru. Bingo!

The phone unlocked, and I opened the link. There was a folder with around 50 photos and a video.

'Should I open it or not?' my mind played on a seesaw of yes or no. My fingers defied and opened the photos, swiping them one by one.

The first few photos were pretty normal. Riya and Guru were posing for selfies with pouty faces at various places in the Lonavala resort.

Then came the indoor shots, raising the bar of intimacy. Guru was seen kissing, no I would put it as biting Riya's lips. Their clothing reduced gradually as I navigated through the pictures, from a mild cleavage to inners.

In one of the pictures, I saw Riya in bra and Guru's face was buried in her valley. In the next one, her face was close to his bulge, protruding the underwear.

The next set zoomed in on her breasts. They were ample and soft. He snapped at them from every angle, focussing on her black nipples. Some of them were live photos. From their nude French kissing, boob fondling to licking were there as short live photos.

Then came the shocker: a photo of Guru's cock! A true BBC. I would redefine it as a Big Breathtaking Cock.

I ran a comparison of real man-things I had come across in my life. The first one was Sam's long, sleek shaft, that I had seen it in his room; later I clutched and stroked the same inside the pool. The second one was Jignesh's scary mushroom-headed one, which I had witnessed on the same night when I was in Sam's room; it was intimidating but not longer than Sam's. The third one was not even in the level of comparison, it was cute pinky dildo like one of Somsak, the Thai masseuse.

Amongst all, Guru's was the real deal, the biggest and longest I had ever seen. Be it porn or real life, its girth and length was daunting me. It could be easily a centimetre or two longer than Sam's. It caught my breath as I flipped through more photos of Guru's proud assets. Yes, that's how he held the veined shaft and posed for Riya. His balls were relatively smaller and appeared disproportionate. I must admit, Jignesh had the heaviest pair of balls hanging between the thighs.

In a picture, Riya's fingers looked even smaller when she wrapped around the shaft. Even her wrist was dwarfed by its girth. I could see her struggling to encircle it fully. She posed with her lips brushing the tip, playfully.

One striking photo showed Riya's face side by side with Guru's manhood; the organ's length surpassed her face easily. Its base aligned with her chin, and the tip extending past her forehead.

How could a girl take that inside her? I wondered, shivered, and my mind raced trying to picturize the penetration. I imagined it stretching a pussy! I stopped thinking abruptly as I swiped to the next photo.

Riya's ultimate secret was revealed. A close-up of her womanhood. She had it waxed neat and clean. It was dusky not pinky to match her complexion. But the labia and lips matched her, they were plump and inviting into a plain but alluring canvas of her slickness.

Shocked would be appropriate than surprised. Not even in my wild imaginations I would have dared to picturize Riya like this. She posed spreading her love hole. Her pink inner flesh was glistening, tight yet surely not virgin. I wondered how could it accommodated Guru.

'The photos are done. A video to go! You can't stop here, Maya..." my consciousness voiced inside.

When I pulled myself back to the reality, I saw numerous beads of sweats drenching my already wet spaghetti top. I looked around, there was a pin drop silence. Riya and Leena were still in the room, while I lost myself looking at the photos. Least bothered about the world around me, I switched my attention back to Riya's smartphone.

I clenched my thighs as slick heat was pooling between my legs. My nipples hardened the moment I opened the folder. The images were hotter than any porn. Because, I knew them in a different light. Seeing them like this, sent a sudden surge of arousal inside me.

I knew it was wrong, invading their privacy, but lust drowned my morality. I diluted it with reasoning that I was not hurting them or their feelings. I was just indulging myself privately adoring them.

I quickly grabbed my earbuds, paired it with her mobile and played the video -- a hefty UHD file, over two GB in size.

It opened with Riya and Guru smiling at the camera. He grabbed the camera from her and said, "This is our first time."

Riya cut in, giggling, "First? Really?"

"Okay first time, outside my room, right?"

"One more video for our sweet, evergreen memories," Riya said and pulled him closer.

Guru propped the phone on a stand, capturing every heated second that followed. He devoured her lips in a deep and sloppy smooch. She tangled her tongue with his, as he ripped her bra, tearing it off to free her chubby boobs.

"These are my weakness, baby," he growled and latched onto one nipple, sucking hard and grazed his teeth. He switched between the two options and his saliva trailed wet.

He yanked her panties down to reveal her dusky triangle.

"Eat me!" she demanded.

He parted her legs, plunging his tongue into her slit. He handed the mobile to her to film the close up shot of his lips pulling her juicy labia and sucking the clit. Her hands clutched his hair, hips bucking, and she dropped the phone in pleasure.