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CLOTHES ARE NOT DRY YET
Deepa alone and nearly nude in her flat during the lockdown.
Disclaimer: All the characters in the story are above 18 years of age.
Deepa woke up in the morning of the third Monday of the lockdown, stripped off all the clothes from her body and threw them in the laundry basket which was overflowing with her previous dirty clothes. She had a strict rule of wearing one set of clothes per day and never repeat it unless they were clean.
Deepa was alone in her two bedroom flat in Mumbai. She had been in Mumbai for the past two years working in an IT company as a consultant software engineer. As soon as the government announced the nationwide lockdown due to the Covid-19 pandemic, her other three flatmates had left for their respective hometowns as quick as possible. But Deepa belonged to a different state, not like her other three flatmates who got easy transportation to their hometowns. Before she could plan to go back to her hometown, all the interstate movement was restricted only for goods and medical emergencies. She was left with no choice but to live alone in her flat.
Deepa had always been too lazy to wash her clothes and that's why she kept a wardrobe which could last for a month without washing, even if she didn't repeat a single item.
"You just have to put the clothes in the washing machine and add the detergent powder and let the machine do the washing," her roommate Rima used to say.
"Yeah, but the real pain is when you have to take out the clothes and hang it on the rope to dry," Deepa would say with a sigh.
That's why she had her clothes, including her underwear, washed by a nearby laundry service.
But she didn't have enough set of underwear to last a month, so when she ran out of clean underwear within the first few days of the lockdown, she simply didn't bother wearing them.
"After all, I am alone in this house now," she thought when she had no clean underwear left.
This also led her to masturbate frequently, as she had one less layer of clothing to get to her private parts. Sharing a two bedroom flat with three more people gave her limited privacy for anything, and she used to touch herself only in the bathroom.
After taking a bath that Monday and drying herself with the towel, which she had two of them and the only clothes that she washed in the machine, she opened her wardrobe, and to her utter shock she found that it was empty. Well not exactly empty, the unkempt wardrobe had her discarded cosmetics products, some books and other electronic items like hair dryer, iron box and phone chargers. But not a single piece of clothing was found except some handkerchiefs which wasn't of much use during this lockdown.
She tried hard remembering where did her other half of the collection go. That's when she realised that she had given away her clothes to the laundry service, a day before the lockdown. Usually the service returned the clothes at the doorstep after a couple of days. But maybe because of the lockdown, they didn't have enough staff or they were not allowed to deliver back the clothes.
Now she had only one option remaining, put all the clothes in the washing machine. The thought of taking out the clothes from the machine exhausted her.
"What the hell? I am alone in this house. No one is gonna see me naked," she thought.
With that thought she spent the entire day in her towel, working from home on her laptop. Her towel occasionally slipped off from her smooth body and she wouldn't care picking it up or covering herself at all. She actually masturbated that day while working on her laptop, with no layer of clothing covering her perfect curvy breasts, her light brown nipples and her perfect round ass - she would explore her whole body while sitting in front of the laptop.
During the phone meetings she would double check to keep the phone mute, to not let out any moan, while she fingered her pussy slowly while pinching her nipples. No one in the meeting would know that she was sitting stark naked in her chair. No wonder that day was not much productive for her. She even cooked her lunch and dinner naked. It was a different feeling altogether. Standing naked near the kitchen gas stove, cooking the food while her perfect breasts and her ass jiggled, she never thought that she would ever do this at all. She would occasionally wrap herself with the towel.
The doorbell rang.
For the first time that day she was worried about her lack of clothes. She realised that she had ordered some groceries online - some green vegetables, bread, eggs and milk. She involuntarily wrapped the towel around herself tighter.
"Why didn't I think about the groceries?" she said to herself.
She looked through the peephole to confirm if it was the grocery delivery guy. It was the same regular guy in the same uniform. She opened the door slightly and just peeked out her head from the door.
"Please keep the deliveries on the floor," said Deepa.
The delivery guy was puzzled. Deepa had always opened the door fully and let the delivery guy somewhat inside the doorway to keep the groceries. He was wearing a face mask, but his eyes showed the confusion he was having.
"She might have taken a bath," thought the delivery guy.
But he didn't wanna question anything further and kept the two plastic bags containing the groceries down. As soon as he turned around to walk towards the lift, Deepa opened the door a little wider and picked up the grocery bags. The delivery guy turned around one more time to look back at Deepa's door and was delighted to see her in a towel. Deepa faced straight and stopped breathing for a second. Somehow that caused the towel to slip from her breasts and it fell to the floor, exposing her smooth curvy body in its full glory to the delivery guy. The delivery guy opened his mouth in shock and only after that did Deepa realise her naked state. She quickly tried to cover her boobs and pussy with the two bags she held in both her hands.
"Sorry," shouted the delivery guy and quickly rushed to the lift.
Deepa slammed the door shut after stepping backwards and dropped the bags on the floor. She jumped to her bed in her room and violently began to rub her clit and squeeze her breasts. She was thinking of the pitch tent that had formed inside the delivery guy's pants. She could have invited him inside the apartment and lost her virginity to him. Yes, at 24 years of age, she was still a virgin.
After an exploding orgasm, she remained still, relaxed on her bed. After few minutes she took out the groceries from the floor and the bags and kept them inside the fridge. Fortunately, the eggs were unbroken inside the packet. She began to feel cold as it was almost dark and then she remembered she had left the towel outside the door. She again opened the door slightly to peek out her head and was shocked to see her towel was vanished!
"How is that possible?" she asked herself.
She began to wonder if the delivery guy felt it kinky to take her towel later. But she soon found out where the towel was - the dog from the opposite door had made her towel his mat. The dog used to remain outside his owners' house most of the day. She couldn't walk across the lobby to get to the opposite door and get back her towel. Later that night she wore an apron while washing the dishes. She had never felt the need to wear an apron before that night. It was worn only by the cook who had stopped visiting the house once the lockdown started. She did feel sexy wearing nothing but an apron which covered all the good parts in the front, but the back fully exposed. She even stood in front of the mirror to take a photo of herself in profile, the beautiful knot of the apron resting just above her cute curvy ass, the smooth sides of her hips and the sideboob visibly exposed - Deepa never knew she could look and feel so sexy. She spent the night in the nude, orgasming one last time before she slept.
She woke up in the morning fully covered by a blanket and a bed sheet, as she was feeling colder in the night.
The first thing she did was to check in the wardrobe if she had any extra towel left. Luckily there was towel deep inside the rest of the things scatterred in the wardrobe. She then searched for the laundry service's phone number online as she had never really needed to call them before.
The phone rang for a long time, and just as she was about to hang up, someone picked it up.
"Hello?"
"Hello, is this Sampooran Laundry Service?"
"Yes madam."
"I gave some clothes for the laundry, just before the lockdown started. By the name of Deepa."
"Yeah, Deepa. Yes, we still have your clothes with us," the laundry service owner knew very well about her. Among the workers there she was popular as the girl who gives her underwear.
"Can you deliver the clothes to my flat?"
"Sorry madam, we don't have anyone working currently right now. We had stopped taking orders right after the lockdown and most of the workers here went back to their hometown. But I have your clothes cleaned, pressed and packed with me. But you would have to come to the shop to get it back."
"What?" blurted Deepa looking down at her nude body, "But I don't have anything to..."
She fell silent, realising what she was about to say. But again, it was not a bad idea to let the person know about her naked state. What if he took the labour of delivering the clothes back with hope of getting a glimpse of her naked body. Deepa closed her eyes and shook her head violently as if she was brushing off all the naughty thoughts.
"I was saying that I am alone in the house and was hoping that my clothes would be delivered."
"Sorry madam, I myself can't take the risk of stepping out of the house for some time. Please wait for few days till the whole situation gets under control."
Deepa realised that she wouldn't be able to see her clean clothes anytime soon and hung up the phone. With a heavy heart she dragged the laundry basket to the washing machine and poured her clothes which stuffed the whole machine inside. She poured a whole packet of detergent powder. The machine would take an hour and half to clean the clothes. She took a shower and after drying herself with the towel, threw the towel in the running washing machine.
Before logging in for work, she touched herself again, thinking about how she was gonna live the rest of the day naked. But after logging in something in the work email got her worried. There was an invite for a video call that day and the call was in an hour. The video call was held to introduce a new joiner in the team, who apparently got hired during the lockdown itself. It was decided to conduct the daily scrum meeting in a video call rather than the usual phone meeting.
"The clothes won't be out of the machine in an hour," thought Deepa.
She went to her room and checked Rima's wardrobe. Her wardrobe was made of steel, which was locked by Rima and the key too was taken by her. There was no way she could open it. The other room was locked from the outside, so there was no way to check their wardrobes too.
"I have to wear the apron," she told herself.
She went to the kitchen and picked up the apron again. She checked herself in the mirror and realised that the apron was obvious. The checked pattern on the apron stated that it was an apron.
"I would adjust the phone camera to show only my face and nothing below my neck," said Deepa to herself.
She sat on her work desk wearing the apron, thinking about not touching herself again. But whole situation was making her nervous and at the same time elated. The previous day, she was indifferent as she almost felt essentially alone in her own world, until of course when the groceries delivery guy came knocking to her door and saw her naked. She replayed the moment in her mind again when she stood at the door fully exposed, facing down to look at her small frizzly pubic hair and then at the erection clearly visible from the delivery guy's pants.
She was getting aroused again. She wished someone would ring the doorbell again and she would be left with no choice but to answer the door in the apron. The apron which just barely covered her pussy, which left her whole back bare, with just the knot in the back, above her ass. Her breasts where fully covered by the apron, but the nipples were poking hard against the cloth and side boobs were clearly not hidden. If she just turned sideways to whoever was standing outside the door, he would see the curves of her sideboob, the naked skin at the waist, the perfect arc of her butt.
The email reminder rang and she suddenly realised that she was almost touching herself in a trance. The video call time was in five minutes. She was to show her face, but she didn't need any makeup, she was naturally pretty. But she grabbed a hairband from her wardrobe and tied her long hair back. She soon found out that it was a bad idea. Her shoulders and neck felt more naked now, though it was no different than wearing a tank top.
"It's an office meeting, I can't be like this," she told herself.
She quickly untied her hair and dishevelled it to hide her shoulders. She had nice thick hair, and both sides of the shoulders was nicely covered.
The meeting started and her team of six members welcomed the seventh member of the team. Deepa found him cute. Most of the men and women were wearing T-shirts and she would have worn one too.
"I wonder how many of them are in shorts?" she thought.
Her manager seemed to be looking at his phone screen with squinted eyes. She had a feeling that he was looking at her video. She tilted the phone a little upwards so that only her face was visible in the screen. She then heard a doorbell and she was tempted to get up and get the door. She had her bluetooth headset on so she was not gonna miss what was said in the meeting. Her tilted phone was rested against a hardcover book. Even if she got up, she wouldn't show the rest of her body.
She looked through the peephole to find a lady, of course wearing a mask. But she figured out it was her opposite door neighbour Kavya. She once again, opened the door slightly and just peeked out her head.
"Hi," said Kavya, "I assume that this is your towel?"
Kavya showed her the towel in her hand.
"Yes, how did you know it was mine?" asked Deepa.
"Well, I assumed it belongs to a girl, the towel is so girlish right? And all the other houses in this floor are inhabited by male bachelors or families. Surely only your flat has bachelor girls apart from mine, so I guessed it might be from your house. I thought that everyone would have gone to their hometown by now."
"Yeah, but before I could decide, the inter state movement got restricted. I thought it better to stay here."
"Yes," said Kavya, "Well, here is your towel."
"Thanks," said Deepa quickly extending her hand out from behind the door and snatching it.
Kavya looked in a mood to talk and thus 15 seconds went by without any conversation between them.
"Sorry, I have a meeting going on, I am working from home," she said with a hesitant smile.
"Oh, okay. See you later," said Kavya with a quirky laugh.
She didn't hear anything on her headset as the meeting was over. The washing machine stopped as well and now the real drudgery arrived. With her apron on, she took out the clothes one by one in a bucket and went to the windows near her room to dry it out. The window had curtains and just outside the window there were bars along the width of the window where she could hang her clothes to dry.
Opening the window and stretching out to dry the clothes was not that much of a show, as the outer part of the window was covered by a mesh. She hung all her clothes to dry at last.
She heard the doorbell again and once again her heartbeat was racing.
"Is it Kavya again?" she thought.
She again looked herself in the mirror. She tried pulling the hem of the apron down to cover her thighs. The breasts were fully covered. And the whole back was bare.
She heard the doorbell ring again and she almost rushed to the door. She looked through the peephole and found a man standing. She couldn't figure out who he was, but he looked familiar. She followed the routine of opening the door slightly to peek out her head.
"Yes?" she asked.
"I'm the plumber Hanif, I guess you called me last week," said the guy. He was carrying a sling bag of tools.
Deepa had called the plumber because the tap of the kitchen sink was not functioning properly. It either stopped the flow when turned slightly or would let the water flow at full speed.
"Oh, can you come again later?" she asked with a meek smile.
"Sorry mam, it's difficult to travel around in this lockdown. The police stops everyone at the road. I don't have to bother as I have got the permit to travel, but still the agency has restricted the number of times I can go out, to avoid getting infected," said the man, "If it was not for the lockdown I'd have come last week itself."
"Can you just wait for a minute? I will be right back," said Deepa and closed the door.
Her heart was beating faster. Even wearing a towel could be explained, but not an apron on a naked body. She went to her bed and took out the bed sheet and covered herself. Now she was covered fully from her neck to her ankles. She knew it would be difficult to explain the plumber, why she was covered in a bed sheet. She found the whole situation funny. A plumber arriving in a house where the girl is barely clothed! As if fate had decided to turn this day into a porn fantasy for real. She then checked her purse if she actually had currency notes to pay him.
"200 rupees would be enough," she said checking her purse.
When she opened the door, the guy did glance at her from head to toe. He was wearing a mask, but his eyes gave a confused look.
"He might have seen women wearing just a towel, this is no big deal," Deepa thought.
The guy first washed his hands from the handwash near the kitchen sink and then proceeded to fix the pipes beneath the sink.
A sudden urge kicked inside Deepa - she very much wanted to be only in her apron in front of the guy. Though he had a moustache, the guy was pretty handsome. She didn't know how to drop the bed sheet from her, to make it look like an accident. She just stood there for few minutes watching him, wondering what to do next. He got up and checked the flow of the tap of the sink.
"Could you give me a glass of water?" asked Hanif lowering his mask. He did have a pretty face, even with the moustache.
"Sure," said Deepa.
As soon as she stretched her hand to pick up a glass from the kitchen platform, she let go of hold of the bed sheet from her other hand as well, dropping the sheet altogether. She couldn't believe what she did right now. Her bare ass was facing the guy. Hanif dropped his tool bag. Deepa just froze for a second or two. She left the glass on the platform and placed both her hands on the ass cheeks, as if to check the smoothness and roundness of the assets that she was displaying to this stranger. She turned around slowly to face Hanif. Hanif was visibly shaken and as soon as she turned around, he fumbled to pick up his dropped bag.
"The tap is working fine now," he said keeping his head down to avoid facing her and he rushed away through the door outside.
"Hey! Your fees," shouted Deepa. She giggled a little, finding Hanif's embarrassment funny and she was happy about the courage she displayed at displaying her ass.
She continued doing her work for the rest of the day. All the while she was wearing an apron and didn't think much about the flash she performed that day. She felt she had indulged in enough of her sexual fantasies for the day
She logged off early that day, as she didn't have much work and started preparing for dinner.
"The only time when I actually need an apron," thought Deepa as she was rolling a roti to a circle.
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And then, the doorbell rang again.
"I do believe this bell didn't rang much before the lockdown," said Deepa to herself.
She saw that it was Kavya again.
"Yes?" Deepa asked, with her head peeked out, .
"Sorry to bother you," said Kavya, "But do you have an extra carton of milk? I need one for tonight. I promise you I would return one tomorrow".
"Ok," said Deepa and went to the kitchen.
She had left the door ajar and Kavya saw it as an opportunity to get inside the house. She looked around and entered the kitchen which was near the main door. As soon as she stepped inside the kitchen she gave a gasp of shock. She could see Deepa's bare ass mooning right in front of her as she bent down to take milk from the fridge.
Deepa heard the gasp and turned around. She didn't need to cover anything as the apron covered her very well in the front. She quickly stepped forward to hand over the carton of milk. She then placed both her hands on her ass cheeks even though there was no one behind her.
"My clothes are not dry yet," she grinned with a shy smile.
"Oh ok," said Kavya, "I too like to live alone naked. There is no one in the house right?"
Deepa nodded, still keeping her hands on her ass cheeks. Kavya couldn't help but keep staring at Deepa's apron covered hour-glass shaped body.
"Why don't you show around the house?" asked Kavya.
Deepa thought that Kavya was asking this to remove the awkwardness of the situation.
"Ok," said Deepa with a confused look.
She took care of not going ahead of Kavya and show her her ass again. All the houses in the their society building was basically the same. She led Deepa to her room, confused herself why she was doing so.
"Do you have a pair of scissors?" asked Kavya.
"What?"
"To cut the carton, I wanna drink the milk now," said Kavya.
Deepa tried to spread her left hand across her ass and opened her wardrobe to get the scissors.
"Hmm, not a piece of cloth inside," commented Kavya, "I like how you are fully committed to be naked".
Then she took the scissors and cut a hole on the carton began to sip the milk.
"Is the milk past the expiry date?" asked Kavya.
"Let me check," said Deepa and stepped nearer to Kavya. Kavya slightly tilted the carton on Deepa, spilling some of the milk on her apron.
"Quick, remove the apron, it will wet your body," shouted Kavya and within seconds, Deepa undid the knot and went to the washing machine and dropped it inside.
She then slowly entered her room again with one hand across her breasts and another between her legs. Except for the frizzly black bush around her pussy which was partly covered with her left hand, no part of her body except her head and eyebrows had any strand of hair. Kavya just stared at Deepa's smooth body.
"You deliberately spilled the milk on my apron?" she questioned.
"Yes," said Kavya still scanning Deepa from head to toe, "I knew the moment you opened the door this morning that you were nude behind the door. No one opens a door like that. And then it made sense that your towel was lying around the hall. How scandalous! Were you streaking outside?"
"No," Deepa said in a defensive mode.
"But you do like to stay nude right? You do like to show your hot body to strangers," said Kavya as she stepped forward and pushed Deepa on the bed. Deepa began to crawl up backwards to the pillow and Kavya climbed on the bed beside her.
She began to kiss Deepa and Deepa didn't hesitate. It was as if she was expecting this to happen. Kavya then proceeded to kiss her neck, shoulders and then placed her finger on the clitoris and began to rub it. She licked her one boob and began to suck it and then groped and pinched the other boob with her other hand. Deepa hadn't felt this sensation before. She never knew before that day that she can allow a woman to please her body. She was never touched by another person before and the thought began to shudder her body with excitement and pleasure.
The caressing and kissing became more passionate and now Kavya began to finger Deepa vigorously. Deepa let out a loud moan as she reached her climax.
It brought a wide smile on Kavya's face.
"Did I just lose my virginity? Is this a virginity-losing sex?" asked Deepa.
"I don't know the technical definition. But if another person has pleasured you to climax, it's sex, and if it's sex, you are no longer a virgin," said Kavya.
Deepa got up to pick a handkerchief and cleaned her pussy. She felt embarrassed again and covered her breasts and crotch with her hands. Kavya slowly walked out of the room and Deepa followed her.
"I will come again in the weekend," said Kavya as she was about to leave the house, "Hope your clothes would still be wet."
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ONLY ONE PIECE OF CLOTHING CH. 01
Deepa agrees to wear only a single piece of clothing.
This story continues right after 'Clothes Are Not Dry Yet'. It can still be read as a standalone story with a short premise give below:
Deepa is alone in her flat in Mumbai during the Covid-19 lockdown as all her flatmates have left for their hometowns. Circumstances lead her to stay naked for two days in the house and she gets into flashing the strangers who visit her flat. Kavya, the opposite door neighbour discovers her exhibitionist behaviour, teases and pleases Deepa.
Deepa wanted to meet Kavya again after the sexual encounter she had with her earlier that week. Kavya had hinted on visiting her flat again on Friday and Deepa waited eagerly for Friday to arrive.
On Friday night when the doorbell rang, Deepa rushed to open the door, knowing very well it was Kavya. It was indeed Kavya outside the door.
"Hi," said Deepa looking at Kavya.
"Hi Deepa," said Kavya and she proceeded to enter the house. Deepa quickly turned sideways to let her in and then locked the door.
"Seems like your clothes are dry," said Kavya removing her mask and then scanning Deepa from head to toe. It was the same way she had scanned Deepa last time when had been wearing just a small kitchen apron. This time, Deepa was wearing a normal red T-Shirt and black shorts.
"This is the most clothed I have ever seen you," said Kavya with a smile.
"Yeah, right!" said Deepa with a toothy grin.
Deepa was not sure if Kavya had come to hookup with her or whatever happened that night was a one time thing. Kavya made herself comfortable in the sofa and Deepa sat on a chair opposite to her.
"The dog is gone," said Kavya.
"Oh! Is he dead?" asked Deepa.
"No, it belongs to my roommate, Anvita," said Kavya, "Anvita has left for her hometown. I am all alone now."
Deepa thought that it was the best thing that happened to her. She could go to Kavya's house anytime. She was increasingly becoming attracted to Kavya; she had never thought that she could be bisexual. Or was it something else about Kavya?
"Worst thing is, my mother is gonna come tomorrow," continued Kavya.
"Oh!" said Deepa with a sudden sadness in her face.
"Aww, don't be sad," said Kavya seeing the apparent disappointment in Deepa's face, "I have come here to help you. I know how much you like to stay nude and flash people. I know that it would not be possible to help you in your hobby with my mother around."
Deepa blushed with mention of exhibitionism.
"That's why I have come to take all the clothes that you have," continued Kavya.
"What?"
"Yes," said Kavya, "You have to live with only piece of clothing everyday for one whole week. You can't even use towels. Don't try to wrap yourself with bed-sheets if someone knocks at the door. I am here to take every single piece of clothing that is around, even your apron, even your table cloth, anything which you can wrap around your body to cover your body, even the window curtains. So, do you want to do this?"
Deepa gave it some thought. She had loved living naked for the two whole days that week. She had thoroughly enjoyed flashing Kavya, the plumber and the grocery delivery guy in those two days.
"Yes, I do," said Deepa.
"Then let's get going," said Kavya.
For the next one hour, Deepa emptied all the her clothes from her wardrobe, even her underwear and packed it inside a big trolley bag. Then she removed the window curtains from the bedroom and the living room. Kavya pulled out the pillow cover from the pillows.
"Why are you taking those?" asked Deepa.
"You can't be too careful right? I am gonna take your bed-sheets as well," said Kavya. Then she noticed a spare mattress kept above the wardrobe. She stood on a chair and pulled it out.
"Perhaps you can use this to cover yourself while sleeping, if you have the habit of sleeping with a blanket covering you, even in a summer," said Kavya, "I suppose you have a hand towel? So that you can dry yourself after a shower or washing your hands."
"Nope," said Deepa.
"Don't worry, I will give you one. You can't keep the handkerchiefs too, lest you should make a clothing out of it by tying them," said Kavya as if she was giving an order.
Deepa took out the seven handkerchiefs she had and packed it inside her trolley bag. After every possible piece of clothing was removed and packed in the bag, Kavya picked the trolley bag.
"Er, Kavya, you know that I don't like to repeat any piece of clothing everyday," said Deepa, "Suppose, if I'm to wear only my T-Shirt, I can't wear it for the next seven days. It's something that I just can't do."
"No worries," said Kavya, "Each day you will wear a different clothing, but only one. Tomorrow morning, I will come back to take everything that you are wearing now except one piece. And I will bring the hand towel too."
"Ok," said Deepa in an excited mood. She wanted Kavya to please her again. She even stepped forward and kissed her. Kavya just accepted a single kiss.
"Gotta get going," said Kavya, "I would have stayed here tonight if not for my mother's visit. Need to set the house for her. She shouldn't find the dildos on my table, or the spare condoms in my wardrobe. So, good night."
"Good night," said Deepa.
Before Kavya left, they both exchanged their phone numbers.
Deepa couldn't sleep easily that night as she was excited with the prospect of wearing only a single piece of clothing for the next seven days. She had covered herself with the old mattress, which had lost much of the cotton inside and was light enough to not suffocate her.
The next morning she woke up by the sudden ringing of her phone, then she heard the doorbell was ringing too. It was around 8.30 am.
She jumped out of the bed and opened the door.
"I texted you that I would come by 8 am, right?" snapped Kavya in a low voice as she entered the house.
"Good that I came back a second time and you opened the door," she continued heading to the kitchen and washing her hands with the handwash.
"I overslept, took time to get used to the old mattress," said Deepa as Kavya came out of the kitchen to the living room.
"Come on quick, strip down," said Kavya, "I don't have much time. My mother might be waiting, and she doesn't want me to be out of the house for no reason."
"Ok, but which piece of clothing should I keep?" asked Deepa.
"You decide," said Kavya, "But keep in mind that next day you need to change to something else. And this would be the norm till Friday. Are you still okay to do this?"
"I think I will keep my panties for today," said Deepa after a short thought.
She pulled up her red T - shirt, dropped her black shorts and handed it to Kavya. She was wearing a white and smooth bra, which tightly hugged her curvy breasts and the white cotton panties fit so naturally around her crotch, as if it was made for her.
"Your bra," said Kavya stretching out her hand. Deepa quickly unclasped her bra and gave it to Kavya and hugged herself tightly, her arms covering the majority of her breasts, but it accentuated the round squishy pair of breasts.
Kavya stood enchanted for a moment, dropped Deepa's clothes on the floor and quickly held Deepa's face to kiss her. Deepa's hard nipples were poking against Kavya's upper breasts. Kavya squeezed Deepa's left breast with her hand, pinched her nipple and pulled it for a longer time. Deepa gave a naughty 'aah' reaction to it.
"See you soon beautiful," said Kavya as she picked up Deepa's clothes and left.
Deepa had so many questions to ask Kavya, but she simply couldn't say a word, not even a goodbye, not after the sudden kiss and caressing and groping and pinching. She looked down at the only thing she was wearing, a white cotton panties, which formed the shape of her perfect hips. But it hardly covered the lower half of her ass cheeks.
"Why am I even wearing this? I'd rather be nude. I had already worn this yesterday. I shouldn't have worn it for today," she thought.
She quickly pulled down her panties and kicked it across the room. She sat on her sofa and began to think about Kavya and the way she touched her breasts. Soon her one hand went to her pussy lips and the other hand to her breasts. She then began to rub her clit wildly.
As the day passed, she got used to her nudity and did the chores of the house completely naked. She realised that cleaning the house felt more comfortable while staying nude. As it was a weekend, she decided to cook something special. She didn't even have an apron to cover her naked body in the kitchen. As she prepared the mix for her cake and put it in the oven, she sprayed some of the cream meant for icing the cake to both her nipples and then to her crotch. She went to her room to look herself in the mirror.
"White creams for nipples and a white creamy landing patch," she wrote in her text to Kavya as she sent a pic of herself in front of the mirror with the creamy patches.
"I see you have removed your panties too," texted Kavya back.
"Didn't feel the need to wear it," giggled Deepa while typing the text.
When the cake was done, she took it out from the oven, iced the cake with cream and some bits from each of her nipples and crotch.
"A cake is waiting for your, with my flavour," she sent the picture with the caption to Kavya.
In the evening, at around 6 pm, she got a call from the Sampooran Laundry service. Deepa had the habit of having her clothes cleaned by the laundry service and had given half of her clothes to them just before the lockdown had started. The laundry service couldn't deliver the clothes back to her on time. That was one of the reasons she had to stay naked for a couple of days before in her flat.
"Hello Deepa mam," said the laundry service guy.
"Yes," said Deepa.
"We have got your laundry done. I am waiting in the reception lobby in the ground floor."
"Ok, can you come upstairs to the fifth floor?" said Deepa.
"Sorry, but the security guard here won't let me go upstairs."
"What? But I have been getting my groceries to my door."
"I think even the groceries are not being allowed upstairs, I can see some deliveries kept near the gurad's table."
Deepa was in a dilemma now. The rest of her clothes that she had sent for laundry had actually come, she could wear clothes again. But she didn't want to. At the same time she loved the clothes that she had given for laundry. She didn't want her clothes to get stolen or lost.
She quickly called Kavya.
"I can ask her to bring my laundry delivery," she thought.
But Kavya's phone was switched off.
"Why did she switch off her phone?" she murmured.
Now she wished she had at kept at least one set of clothes with herself. She called the laundry service again.
"Can you keep my clothes with the security guard? I will collect it later," she said.
"Ok," said the laundry guy, "But I will not be responsible if the clothes are stolen. Here, talk with the guard."
"Hello," the security guard at the reception took the call.
"You can keep the large bag of clothes, right? It's for room no.501, Deepa," said Deepa.
"Ok mam, I will keep it safe," said the guard.
"In fact, can you bring it upstairs to my room?"
"Sorry mam, if I start taking orders for delivering everything door to door, I would have to start knocking 90 doors everyday. The delivery is safe with me, you can come here anytime to take it," said the guard.
Deepa got angry from the guard's reply, but didn't say anything further to him and hung up the phone. She tried calling Kavya many times but her phone was switched off. She decided to try calling her again some time later.
She spent rest of the night watching TV and making dinner and clicking photos of her nude body in front of the mirror. She tried putting her panties on top of her head and made it look like a superhero mask.
Then, she received a text from Rima, her roommate on her phone, "Hi Deepa, coming to flat tomorrow morning."
"What?" she shouted reading the text.
"Why are you coming back?" she texted.
"Office has called," texted Rima, "Tried reasoning with them, didn't agree."
Deepa felt a sudden anxiety now. She quickly put on her panties, the only piece of clothing she was left with.
"The clothes from the laundry, I need to get it back somehow," thought Deepa.
Deepa called Kavya again, but still her phone was off. Her top priority now was to get back her clothes from Kavya. She couldn't be naked in front Rima if she arrived next morning to her room.
"I have to go to Kavya's flat," she told herself.
This was the most naked she had ever got out of the flat. She had no idea how many other flats in her floor were vacant; if the residents had actually left their flats or stayed in Mumbai itself. But she had to do this. She was gonna wear a face mask anyway. No one would recognise her.
She searched for the hand towel that she got Kavya from that morning. She held it against her breasts to cover it. But it left the cleavage and the side boobs exposed. She took the key in the other hand and then peeked out from the door to check if anyone was around in the hallway. It was deserted before the pandemic, and still it looked the same. She didn't see any difference. She slowly stepped out one of her naked legs out of the door. Now half of her body was out of the house. She just needed to step out her next leg.
She quickly stepped out of the house and shut the door without turning around. She checked the key again in her hand. She adjusted the hand towel to cover her nipples, though the upper part of her breasts were quite visible. She tiptoed and walked to the opposite door.
She rang the doorbell outside Kavya's house. She hoped that the door wouldn't be opened by Kavya's mother. She kept turning her head sideways and back. Anyone could see that she was only in her panties, without a bra, and holding something in the front to cover her breasts. She was even barefoot.
"What? I forgot to wear shoes?" she thought looking down and feeling even more naked than be
She kept ringing the bell a few more times. She even knocked the door violently once. It only meant that Kavya or her mother were not in the house.
"I have to get the clothes back," thought Deepa, "What if Rima comes back before I can get my hands on any piece of clothing? I can't be nude in front of Rima."
After standing in the hallway for a minute she decided to go downstairs to take her laundry delivery. She knew she was being stupid in doing so. Wearing a mask wouldn't help her conceal her identity, the guard knew her name and room number. But she was willing to face the humiliation. And the mask hiding her lower half of the face, gave her some assurance. The panties was also a plus, she wasn't fully naked.
She entered the lift and the hit the ground floor button, hoping that no one would stop the lift in the middle. Both her hands held the hand towel against her breasts. As the lift reached the ground floor, the lift doors opened and Deepa held the door and peeked her head out.
No one was visible in the lobby. It was fully deserted. She quietly tiptoed out of the lift and looked around in all directions, making sure no one was there. The clock on the lobby wall showed 10 pm. Because of the corona virus lockdown it looked even more deserted. She went near to the security guard's desk, which was no bigger than a school classroom teacher's desk. She got around the table beside the chair, but saw no sign of her big laundry bag. There were some grocery bags lying at the foot of the table.
"I need to be careful not to order groceries this week," thought Deepa, "I can't come down again wearing only one piece of clothing. But where the hell are my clothes!"
The lobby security guards sometimes went out to have a chat with the security guards at the society building main gate, because the movement of people slowed down after the lockdown and delivery guys wouldn't be out in the night after 7 pm.
She leaned her ass on the steel chair with her back to the reception desk. She was facing the stairs and then realised that there were some grocery delivery bags in the empty space under the stairs. She suspected that her laundry bag could be found there. She lifter her ass, but something stopped her. She looked over her shoulder below at her panties to find that it has got stuck on the ear of the heavy steel chair. The rectangular ear of the chair was made of steel, but somehow there was a dent, and a sharp twisted edge had pierced through her panties. She began to pull her panties away, but it began to drag the chair. She was not letting the other hand covering her breasts free. She decided if she could just move two steps away from the chair yank the panties off of the twisted edge, she would be free.
Instead the chair got pulled and if fell over sideways as the balance was lost, and with it's fall it pulled down her panties to her ankles.
"Shit," shouted Deepa. Her ankles got restricted as her panties was pulled by the fallen chair. Afraid that she would lose her own balance and fall down, she stepped out of it and began to pull her panties free from the ear of the chair.
Hearing the sound of the fallen metal chair, two men arrived at the lobby
Hanif the plumber was one of them and he witnessed Deepa's smooth round ass mooning and jiggling to him.
"It's the same bare ass I saw that day," said Hanif to the security guard of the lobby.
Hearing this Deepa turned around saw the two men. It took 10 seconds for her to realise that they were looking at her frizzly pubic hair, which never seemed to grow thick and left her crotch quite bare. She placed her other free hand to cover her pussy and ran to the stairs. Hanif and the security guard got a good look at the jiggling ass as Deepa ascended the stairs. She heard a metal with clinging sound falling down the stairs but she didn't bother to look back what it was. She kept on running for two flight of stairs and when she reached the 2nd floor, she stopped and panted.
She just had a towel cloth now. She walked slowly up the stairs, carefully looking at each landing door. After few minutes, when she reached the 5th floor, she decided to touch herself. The whole thing was so exhilarating, that she didn't wanna miss that moment. Before entering to the hallway through the landing door, she began rubbing around her areolas and the nipples and then fingered her pussy. She was thinking that she had shown her pussy to Haneef just few moments ago, he had already got a good view of her ass the other day. He just needed to see her breasts to see her completely nude. But what was he doing at the building at night? She didn't care. She had seen the security guard, but didn't care much about him. What mattered her was that some eyes were ogling at her, in a fairly public, though deserted area, at her nude cute light haired pussy. They even got a good look at her shaking ass.
Deepa slightly descended on the floor, leaning herself against the wall, shivering wildly as her breasts wobbled. She used the hand towel to collect all the wetness from her pussy. All the while she had closed her eyes and enjoyed the masturbation thoroughly.
After catching some breath, she got up and opened the door to the hallway. She now used the hand towel to cover her pussy, as she didn't want anything wet on her breasts. She tiptoed to her door.
As she reached the door, she figured out what the metal sound was, that she heard while she was running upstairs. It was her flat key.
She facepalmed and stomped her feet in regret. She decided to ring Kavya's door again. She heard someone was opening the latch from inside. She quickly covered her breasts with her hands as her heart was beating fast.
"Deepa what are you doing?" asked Kavya, "And where are your panties?"
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"It's a long story," said Deepa, "But I need your help."
Kavya stepped out of her house and closed the door.
"Mother is asleep, I was asleep too," she said, "And I wanted to tell you that I took your laundry delivery. It is inside my house."
"Great, but right now I need my key, I left it in the reception lobby," said Deepa.
"You what?" said Kavya.
Deepa told her whole incident quickly as she kept on looking around for any sign of other people. Kavya asked her wait in the stairs and assured her that she would come back soon.
After about 10 minutes, Kavya came back with the key and Deepa's tattered panties. Deepa had many questions to ask her, but she decided to get into her house first.
"I had removed my SIM card from my phone because my boyfriend was annoying me. I blocked his number, but he has some kind of app or software which can dial numbers without getting blocked," she said as she dropped the torn panties on the floor, "My mother doesn't believe in the quality of goods from online shopping, so I had to go out with her to buy some groceries. On our way back, the guard asked me if I could deliver the clothes to you. He knew I lived on the same floor. Once I got upstairs, I decided to keep it with myself because of the seven day, one piece of clothing challenge. I lied to my mother that I would give it to you tomorrow. We ate early and slept. My mother and I are a sound sleeper, but I did hear the doorbell and a knock I guess."
Deepa then explained that Rima was coming back to her room the next morning and that's why she took the risk of going downstairs naked to get back her clothes.
"But I think you can be comfortably nude in front of her," said Kavya.
"No way," said Deepa.
"Give it a try. Call me when she arrives, I will explain it to her," said Kavya.
She picked up the hand towel which was lying on the floor.
"Looks wet, did you cum on it?" Kavya asked and sniffed the towel.
Deepa nodded shyly.
"I think I will take it then. Will give a new hand towel tomorrow," she said.
Deepa then took out the cake from the fridge. Kavya smeared the cake on Deepa's face and Deepa smeared it on Kavya's. Deepa then began to lick off the crumbs from the neck, cheeks, nose and lips of Kavya. She smeared a piece of a cake on her left nipple and Kavya proceeded to lick it off from her nipple and then began to suck it for sometime, while she fingered Kavya's pussy.
"Let's not make the kitchen dirty," said Deepa.
"I think I have to go now," said Kavya. Deepa got angry.
"Kavya, why is your mother here?" asked Deepa.
"She thinks that I might act crazy while I am alone. I refused to go my parent's house. So, she came to my house, after learning that Anvita had left," said Kavya.
"And you said you had a boyfriend?" asked Deepa.
"Not a serious one. Only a sex partner. Friends with benefits. But he wants it to be serious. I don't. He has been calling me to ask me if he could move in to my flat after Anvita left," said Kavya, "But he got mad when I told him my mother is coming."
"But you're like 25, why does your mother have to come?" asked Deepa.
"23. It's a long story," said Kavya, "Come on, drop me to my flat."
"Like this?" waving her hand to show her naked body, with patches of cream still abover her pussy.
"You went full commando downstairs and you are afraid to walk around naked in the dim-lit hallway?" said Kavya as held her hand and led her out of the house. She picked the panties and the hand towel and Deepa didn't hesitate to step out of the house.
After five steps outside Kavya's door they kissed one last time for the day.
"I will hang the next piece of clothing on your doorknob tomorrow morning. What cloth do you wanna wear?" asked Kavya.
"Hmm...my T-shirt, anything from my collection is fine," said Deepa.
"So, I will pick up the shortest shirt from your wardrobe, so that you can't hide that sweet pussy of yours," said Kavya pointing to Deepa's pussy, "Good night Deepa. I don't think your dreams can get any wilder than what you experienced today."
Kavya got inside her house and shut the door. Deepa wanted her to spend the night with her. Then she realised she had been standing naked and uncovered in the hallway. She covered herself with her hands, with only the ass exposed. Fortunately her door was not locked and she got inside.
"How am I gonna explain Rima?" thought Deepa as she slept covering her nude body with the old mattress, "I don't have a single piece of clothing!"
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ONLY ONE PIECE OF CLOTHING CH. 02
Kavya tells her history of exhibitionism.I have written this story from a first person point of view. Reading 'Only One Piece of Clothing Ch. 01' would be helpful in understanding the following story.
Disclaimer: All the characters in this story are above the age of 18.
As you lie naked across my lap in your bed with your face down and I caress your smooth round ass cheeks with occasional pinching and poking to see it wobble like a jelly, let me tell you why you remind me so much of myself. It's good that your roommate Rima's arrival is postponed by one more day and she would arrive here tomorrow morning. I gave you the option of wearing a T-shirt and I chose the one which could barely reach below your hips. You twirled around with the white round neck T-shirt with your ass and frizzy haired pussy on display when I opened the door now. I once again pleasured you to orgasm, sucking your tits, licking your ever wet pussy, and this time even kissing and burying my face on your ass. Those ass cheeks better be my pillow someday. Good thing my mother is fast asleep now. I let her do all the household chores, as the house maids are still not allowed inside the society buildings. She gets tired and sleep soundly, and nothing could wake her up until the morning.
You remind me of my college days, when I had become an exhibitionist. And it was all unintentional in the beginning. I was 19 years old, a little shy and reserved. Everyone in my college hostel wanted to include me in their group, as I was prettier than all of them. But my introverted nature made them think that I was arrogant and egoistic. I couldn't initiate a conversation easily with anyone, even with my two hostel roommates Nina and Vaibhavi. They mistook my quiet introverted nature for arrogance and decided to teach me a lesson.
The bathroom doors were not big in the hostels, and it didn't touch the ceiling. Most of the girls kept their towel and clothes over the bathroom door. My roommates Nina and Vaibhavi, decided to snatch my clothes from the door while I was taking a shower one weekday morning. The door was short so that I stood on my toes and could watch them run away with my towel and clothes. I shouted at them, but they had long gone. I kept shouting and asking for help. But no one was around.
I was feeling cold and only my hair was still wet after staying locked inside the bathroom for an hour. I stepped out of the bathroom knowing very well that most of the girls were already in their classes. I was gonna miss a couple of classes, but I was more afraid of being found naked. I slowly stepped out of the bathroom, making sure that no one was around in the bathroom area. I strategically covered my tits and my crotch with my hands and I ran past five rooms after getting out of the bathroom area. The thrill that I felt when I ran in the hallway like that, with my long wet hair dangling side to side, my single arm could hardly contain my bouncing tits. I had my other hand covering my crotch and knowing that anyone could see my jiggling ass cheeks only made my pussy slippery and wet.
As expected, my room door was closed. I didn't know what wicked plan my roommates had for me. I was standing bare ass naked in front of my locked room, in the hallway of my hostel wing late morning. Not all the girls had classes at the that time and not everyone attended the classes all the time. I knocked the door next to mine, but no answer. I tried the next door and someone did open the door.
A small petite girl, whose face just reached my tits opened the door. The look on the girl's face when she opened and saw my naked state was priceless and unforgettable. That was actually the first time, as a grown ass adult I was bare ass naked in front of someone. And I don't even know the girl's name as we didn't talk before or after that. That was my first moment of exhibitionism. I had never known that I could enjoy showing my naked body to a person until that moment. But I was shivering badly and my legs were crossed trying to hide the nakedness. The girl let me in her room and only then was I calm, after experiencing the raciest heartbeats in my life.
"Why are you naked?" screamed the petite girl still starting at my perfect figure.
"My roommates played a prank on me. They took away my clothes while I was taking a shower," I said breathing heavily. I was red with embarrassment and also on the verge of getting an orgasm.
The girl grabbed the towel on her chair and threw it to me. It was awkward for both of us. The girl said she was not gonna attend any classes for the day, so it was not a problem for her if I stayed in her room till my roommates came back.
After an hour or so I checked my room and saw it was open. I was wrapped in the big towel which reached to my knees. It made me feel clothed enough. My two roommates, Nina and Vaibhavi, stopped talking with each other as soon as I entered the room.
"So Madam Pretty has found a cover at last," said Nina looking at the towel I was wearing.
"We were about to give you your clothes in the bathroom now," said Vaibhavi.
"Why did you do this?" I shouted at them, half enraged, though I would have gone wild angry if I hadn't enjoyed my few moments of total nudity in the outdoors.
"You're always so silent and uptight," said Nina getting up and throwing my clothes and towel from her bed onto my bed, "You act as if you're in a league of your own. What are you so proud of? And how different are you than us? We wanted to make you helpless once, to be submissive and at the mercy of someone and I hope you have learned your lesson."
I didn't know what to answer to that. I quietly put on my clothes and went out of the room to return the towel to the girl.
I came back to the room and asked, "What is it that I have to do to make you guys believe I am not arrogant or anything like that?"
"A little reduction in dignity, what say?" said Vaibhavi to Nina.
"Yes, yes. Be less arrogant, be submissive to us, but how?" said Nina more to herself than to anyone in the room.
"Make her stay nude," said Vaibhavi snapping her fingers.
I should be honest here, I didn't react to protest against the idea. I just stayed silent, but the thought of staying nude was making me excited and happy, which I didn't express on my face.
"But she will stay submissive only inside this room," said Nina, "She has to be cautious outside too. It's impractical for her stay nude anywhere outside this room, or at least outside this hostel. But then, why not make her wear only a single piece of clothing?"
"What?" I said, not out of shock but curiosity.
"She can't go around half naked; topless or bottomless?" said Vaibhavi.
"No, she can have her whole body covered with a single piece clothing," said Nina, "Like a dress, without wearing, bra or panties inside. Or a long shirt, which usually covers the shorts."
She then looked at me and asked, "Do you agree to this? Wear only a towel while you are in the hostel. And outside the hostel premises, wear only one piece clothing for a whole week, or two."
Nina said it more in a manner of suggesting a fun task, than an order. I smiled and nodded in agreement. I think that was enough for them to accept me, but one or two weeks were not enough for me.
Next day, I went to the classes in a sleeveless frock dress. It was nothing revealing at all, the neckline was well above my breasts, the dress was well below my knees. But I wasn't wearing anything inside and only I and the girls knew it. The dress wasn't too tight and my nipples weren't visible at all. This disappointed me very much. My roommates weren't very strict at all and had gone soft on me too soon.
In the evening, as usual Vaibhavi and Nina forgot to call me for dinner in the hostel food mess. I decided to wear only a long formal shirt, that I had bought for attending interviews. I usually tucked in the hem of the shirt inside my pants so I never cared about the length, but now, I realised it was of perfect length to cover my bottom. When I went to the food mess to have my dinner, all the eyes were directed to me. The shirt had a small cuts at its hem in the sides, so anyone could see my bare side of thighs till the hips where the shirt covered it. The workers in the food counter usually never looked at you when they served, so they might have missed the sight of my soft legs. Once I walked towards the table where Nina, Vaibhavi and two more girls were eating, they stopped still. Nina had food in her mouth, and she didn't even swallow or chew it. I had unbuttoned the top three buttons of my shirt and everyone saw my cleavage and the wobble that the bra-less breasts were making against the shirt. I sat in an empty seat in the table.
The back of my thighs felt the plastic material of the chair, and doing this in a fairly crowded food mess gave me a sense of thrill. I kept my butt on top of the hem of the shirt, so that the shirt hugged tightly across my chest, making my cleavage more obvious, my erect nipples were poking against the thin cotton fabric of the shirt, it's outline visible to anyone in front of me.
Usually the college girls used to take the shirt or T-shirts of the boys they hooked up with in exchange for their bras or panties. And the shirts usually were long enough to cover their short shorts, that it looked as if they were wearing only a shirt. Most of the girls in the mess would have assumed the same.
"Whom did you hook up with?" asked one girl sitting on the other side of the table.
"No one, it's my shirt," I said, tearing one piece of roti and eating it with the tasteless vegetable. I was not interested in the food to be honest, I wanted to display myself.
"It's a lie, I have never seen that shirt before in the last three months since we became roommates," said Vaibhavi.
Nina had resumed eating, but the shock in her face was still visible. She kept on staring at my cleavage and most probably the contour of the nipples on my shirt.
"I don't know, if I should tell the real reason for coming to the mess like this," I said staring back at Nina who seemed to have caught my stare.
"She has hooked up, yeah, that's for sure," blurted out Nina after what seemed to be a long silence, "She has exchanged her bra for that."
"Oooh, who is that lucky guy?" asked a second girl in the table.
"I don't know his name actually," I said, "Let me check his bra strap in tomorrow's class and I can point him out to you guys."
The other two girls laughed at this but Vaibhavi and Nina clearly didn't find this funny. When everyone was done with the dinner and went to hand wash area, I bent down more than usual to wash my hands in the sink. The hem of the shirt was in the danger of almost pulling up in the back to reveal the bottom crack of my ass. Nina quickly stood in front of my ass, her ass almost touching my ass.
"What the hell do you think you are doing?" asked Nina in a whisper and rushed voice.
"I thought you challenged me to do this?" I said straightening myself up, so I could hear her better.
We both turned around and stood face to face. She again looked my whole body from head to toe, as if the staring was not enough during the dinner.
"You aren't even wearing your panties," she exclaimed.
"I don't think I need to remind you what the challenge was," I said.
"Yeah, yeah, I know," she said irritatingly, "Let's head back to our room."
On our way to the hostel, I was walking in the middle of both my roommates and they surveyed the path again and again to make sure that I wasn't looking suspicious. I did look suspicious with my nude thighs. With a cut like the one at the hem of my shirt, anyone could have seen my lack of shorts. But no one could have guessed my lack of panties.
For the next couple of years, I just wore a towel in my room and within the hostel premises. I had bought towels which could barely cover the round ass cheeks and showed ample amount of cleavage when I wrapped it around myself. I soon became famous in my hostel as 'The Towel Slut'. I had also bought a bunch of frock dresses. I decided not to risk myself in the class, but at the same time, with the modest frock dresses, the spirit of single-clothing-wear stayed. My roommates got used to seeing my bare ass and pussy, as they went on full display whenever I sat on my bed, or when the towel accidentally dropped in front of them, or I bent down to pick up something from the floor.
My full exhibitionist dream was accomplished when the college hiked the hostel fees. I was in the final year of my B.A. and the fees was applicable to anyone using the college campus. There were anger and outrage among students in the hostels.
"They are doubling the fees, it's ridiculous," said Nina.
"I don't wanna pay double the money to see her naked," said Vaibhavi while was sitting in my chair, legs spread so that the girls had the full view of my vagina, while my short towel only covered my boobs and the torso.
"Hey, I too don't wanna lose you guys, or even the hostel," I said getting up from my chair and the towel fell down now, exposing my whole nude frontal to them.
"Oh, you shaved it!" exclaimed Vaibhavi looking at my bald pussy.
"Don't act surprised," I said picking up my towel and wrapping it around my body, still displaying my bald pussy, "I can't be this comfortable with anyone if I am forced to leave this room and hostel because of the fee hike. I am sure my parents won't allow me to study further, just because of the hike."
"Protests are going on outside the administrative building of the college," said Nina, "It has been three days, still no reply from anyone from the college committee or the dean."
"Hmm, what if I go there to protest?" I said after mulling over sometime.
"Ok, who cares, but," said Nina after thinking something and getting up, "Don't tell me you want to protest in a towel?"
"Better than that, I wanna protest naked," I said with excitement and bounced a little, which made my towel fall down again.
Both the girls were aghast with their mouths opened.
"That's not exactly a bad idea," said Vaibhavi nodding violently, "It could get the required attention, and what better way to bring attention than a nude girl protesting with a placard?"
My roommates and I spent the whole day arranging materials and making a placard with a sign. Nina called and asked the organiser of the protests if I could do a nude protest in front of the administrative building. He was shocked apparently, but agreed to it and we sent him the photo the placard. He told us not to mention about the nude protest to anyone else, but he would make sure that other protestors would be made aware of a special kind of protest that I would be doing and on his signal, the area of the protest would be cleared for me.
"Are you sure about this?" asked Nina, "You can still back out. It's not worth it. Students are gonna take your photos, some of them can even post on social media."
"I don't care," I said with a hypnotic look in my eyes. I was very much elated and ignited to do this. I didn't wanna miss this chance anyhow, no matter what.
The next day was a Saturday, and after my roommates got ready and prepared my naked body for the protest. I looked at the placard and the wooden rod holding the placard. Somehow the girls had got hold of a long black robe, because that was not the kind of clothing any hostel girls would wear. The night robe looked silky and smooth and slippery too. I tightened the robe around my waist, the robe looked decent in the mirror. It still looked out of place in a college campus and especially in a protest. But I decided not to chicken out at the last moment. The girls informed the protest organiser about our expected time of arrival.
It was a 5 minutes walk from our hostel to the administrative building and I was walking in the middle of the two girls. Of course, most of the girls stared at the black night robe on the way. As we were out of the girls hostel area, the boys too began to notice and stare at me. I was holding the placard loosely and some of the students did realise that I was gonna protest. Black is a colour of protest and some of them had assumed the black robe as a sign for the protest. We reached the back of the protest crowd where students were holding different signs with slogans and were shouting vehemently,
"Please revise the fee hike."
The organiser signalled the crowd that we had arrived and slowly one by one, they began to make way for us. I held the placard tightly, walked through the way that the crowd made for me. My two roommates accompanied me and we stopped right in front of the building. There were some security guards standing near the main entrance, around five steps away and a line of police barricades were stopping the protesters from going inside. Of course, the barricades could have been stormed, but the organiser didn't want any reckless act, except what I was about to do.
Most of the shoutings had died down, and only half of the intensity of the sound stayed. All the students had their eyes fixed on me and I was the only one in the limelight. I was starting to shiver from head to toe, but I composed myself.
"Are you ready?" whispered Nina on my ears. I nodded with a big sigh.
Vaibhavi held the placard for me, I stretched out my hands and Nina untied my robe and then slid it down my shoulder.
I was standing naked, facing the entrance door of the building now and the security guards gasped and opened their mouths. My tits and my bald pussy were totally on display to them. The crowd was almost in a semi circle, so my ass was visible to the crowd. The shoutings died down. Vaibhavi gave me back the placard. I placed it front of me strategically making the length of the board on the placard hiding my breasts and the wooden rod, exactly in front of my pussy. I held it pressing against my breasts and pussy as I began to understand the reality of how public I had become. The board on the placard read : 'TAKE BACK THE FEE HIKE.'
The organiser started shouting, "Take back the fee hike!"
Suddenly the noise of the crowd started repeating the same words. It made me confident. I flew one fist in the air and shouted,
"Take back the fee hike!"
Everyone shouted and cheered to that.
"Take back the fee hike," I shouted louder, still hitting my fist in the air. The crowd repeated the chant after me.
I then turned around to face the crowd and my whole bare back was facing the security guards and the entrance. I pushed my long hair in the front so the slogan written on my back was visible.
'TAKE BACK' was written just below the back of my neck in black paint.
'THE FEE' was written across in the middle.
Now the word 'HIKE' was written on my ass cheeks. 'HI' on my left ass cheek and 'KE' on my right one. The security guards might have taken a good look at my ass trying to read and make sense of the word.
The fee hike actually didn't matter me, I was not so enthusiastic about this protest. It was only an excuse to go nude in public. I was still punching my fist in the air, causing my breasts to jiggle and also my ass. I was very aroused now and didn't know if my hard nipples were actually covered by the board of the placard. I was almost in a trance, my lust knew no bounds, I wanted to rub the wooden rod of the placard against my clit. Everything looked hazy, even though I was still shouting the slogan.
I felt my roommates pulling me, one handed me the robe and the other took away the placard. The security guards were actually waiting for some women security guards to handle me and they had arrived. But fortunately Vaibhavi and Nina pulled me and directed me back to my hostel. I looked back and saw two female guards just standing and letting us go. Half of the crowd was following the three of us. I was still holding the black robe in one hand as I didn't have the sense or the time to wear it. We were not being chased away, but we had to leave, the organiser had told the girls and they told me. The whole nude walk back to the hostel felt surreal. I was like Cersei Lannister from Game of Thrones, doing the walk of shame, but I was not actually being humiliated. In fact, everyone just stayed silent. And I was more light headed than I had ever been. Once we reached the hostel, the two girls literally dragged me to our room and closed it from the outside. I too locked it from the inside, sat on my bed, spread my legs and began to masturbate violently.
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I began to replay the scene of my public nudity in my mind. The wind feeling cold against my nipples, ass and pussy. How my ass and tits jiggled when I punched my fists in the air shouting the protest slogan. The whole walk, just in my shoes and the black robe in my hand. How beautiful I might have looked with my perfect naked body walking in the public. I squirted like never before in the room, wetting the floor and moaning out so loud.
I was panting heavily from the exhaustion. I got up to my senses and wiped the floor with whatever piece of cloth I could find. I wore my black robe and opened the door and the crowd outside the door cheered for me.
Everyone in the campus now knew me, and I enjoyed the celebrity status for a week. The teachers seemed to see me in suspicion. They had heard about a nude girl protesting against the fee hike, but they didn't know who it was. It was actually awkward going to the classes in the first day after the protest, knowing that at least the students probably knew that I was the nude protestor. And yes, I was still wearing only the frock dress in the classes.
"Hey Kavya, hope you don't strip in front of the class right? I won't be able to listen to the professor," some boys would pass a comment like that or other, which didn't actually affect me.
But one week after the incident, I was suspended from the college campus. Someone had posted a video of my nude protest online, which was surprising for me, because I thought it would have happened sooner. I didn't mind getting suspended for a month. The problem was that my parents came to know about it.
My father didn't talk to me at all and my mother slapped me across my face for like ten times continuously. I didn't cry and I wasn't ashamed. Good thing for my parents was no one in the neighbourhood came to know about it and the TV news channels didn't get a hold of it. And the hostel fees? It was reduced to a reasonable hike.
So now you know why my parents are reluctant to leave me alone. I literally ran away from home when I got a job and have been living in this building since then. I found my friend-with-benefits in the office and I lost my virginity to him. But after seeing you, I guess I am more in love with you than anyone else.
Take off my shirt Deepa, as you sit beside me now. I lie down in your bed as you pull out my shorts. You're delighted to see my slim figure and the curvy breasts. I turn around so that you can unclasp my bra and pull it off my tits and yank down my panties. You enjoy the view of my bouncing ass. Yes, I am slim yet meaty at the right places. I face up again and you attack my pussy with your tongue while I rub my areolas. Oh, the pleasure that I am getting now. You have reached up near my tits, now sucking them turn by turn while you rub my pussy. You climb on me and I grab your ass and we scissor each other madly till we are lost in the world of pleasures.
I get up and wear my clothes and bid you goodbye with a last kiss. You are still worried about your roommate Rima, but you don't need to. She will understand why you decided to stay naked. I will hang your bra tomorrow on the door knob outside. I think Rima will arrive before that, you will be facing her stark naked, with not a single piece of clothing because I am taking your sweet short T-shirt with me.
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ONLY ONE PIECE OF CLOTHING CH. 03
Deepa has to hide her secret ( and nudity ) from Rima.The third part in the 'Only One Piece of Clothing' series. Please also read 'Clothes Are Not Dry Yet' too for getting a better wholesomeness of the plot. Enjoy the story.
Disclaimer: All the characters in the story are above 18 years of age.
The doorbell rang at around 6 am in the Monday morning. Deepa was fast asleep. The ringing grew quick and frequent, but Deepa was undisturbed by it. Someone opened the door of the flat and closed it. The door of the room was also opened. Deepa could hear someone entering the room, the rolling wheels sound of a trolley bag and after a few moments, someone getting inside the bathroom. But Deepa was a heavy sleeper and she slept again without any care in the world. After a few minutes, she heard someone murmuring,
"Where did all the curtains go? And the tablecloths, and why is this girl sleeping under a mattress instead of a blanket?"
Deepa was fully awake now, even though she kept her eyes closed. She knew that it was her roommate Rima who had arrived around half an hour ago and she might have noticed the missing curtains and tablecloths and maybe even the apron in the kitchen. Deepa got very nervous and was unsure about how to explain Rima about the missing clothing items and also the fact that she was fully naked, without a stitch of clothing on her body under the mattress that she was using as a blanket. The mattress had covered her fully from the toes to the neck, even her arms and shoulders were inside the mattress. She waited for Rima to sleep in her bed after an exhausting journey, or just step away from the room for few moments. Deepa turned her head slightly to direction of Rima's bed and opened the one eyelid nearer to Rima's bed. Rima seemed to be asleep, lying on the bed with her back to Deepa. One good thing for Deepa was that her bed was near the room door and Rima's bed was at the other end from the door near the window.
"Rima is asleep, please bring me some clothes. I don't think I can explain anything to her," texted Deepa to Kavya.
"Come to the door, I am standing outside. Won't ring the doorbell," texted Kavya after a couple of minutes.
Deepa slowly uncovered her nude body, checking again and again that Rima was facing away from her. She picked up the hand towel on the table beside her and tiptoed across the room to not wake Rima up. She didn't actually use the hand towel to cover herself while she crossed the living room. She looked through the peephole of the door and saw Kavya waiting outside. She opened the door quietly and let Kavya inside.
"My clothes?" asked Deepa standing uncovered in front of Kavya with the hand towel in one hand.
"What clothes? This is your bra and another hand towel," said Kavya and placed the items in Deepa's free hand and snatched the old hand towel from her other hand.
"Look, I am really nervous and embarrassed now," said Deepa.
"You're not really right now," said Kavya stepping forward and brushing her fingers against Deepa's naked pussy.
Deepa felt a current of pleasure flowing through her body, right from her pussy through her spine to her brain and then each to corner of her naked body. She let Kavya touch her pussy.
"I have known her for the past three years, it's difficult to suddenly stay naked in front of her," Deepa tried reasoning with Kavya, fighting the spasms of pleasures that Kavya was giving her.
"I thought she was gonna go to her office? She won't stay in the house all day right?" said Kavya, now slowly inserting her fingers in Deepa's vagina.
"Yes, I think she has to go to her office," said Deepa clenching her teeth.
"Well, there's your answer. I think you are smart enough to hide your naked body from her while gets ready for her office and when she returns in the evening," said Kavya now pulling back her fingers and making Deepa thirsty for a nice orgasm.
Deepa inserted her arms in the white bra and Kavya helped her clasp it in the back. They both shared a long kiss before Kavya bid her goodbye saying that her mother might be awake. Deepa slowly tiptoed back to her room, this time covering her pussy with the hand towel. She quietly got onto the bed and covered herself with the mattress without making any sound as she pretended to sleep.
"Oye, get up lazy bones," said Rima shaking Deepa after half an hour or so since Deepa had slept again. The mattress covered Deepa from top of the head to the tip of the toe.
"You came back?" said Deepa, uncovering her face. She still hid every inch of her body below the chin.
Rima was wearing her formal shirt and knee length skirt and a matching coloured face mask as she got ready to get to her office,
"Yes, I came back long time ago," said Rima, "Where are the curtains and tablecloths?"
"Oh, I gave them to Sampooran Laundry Service," said Deepa meekly.
"They are still operating during this lockdown?"
"Yes," nodded Deepa, "Or else I won't have any clean clothes left to wear right?"
"Yeah right," said Rima with a laugh, "I am making some breakfast and then I would leave for my office, wanna have some?"
"Just make some for me and leave it in the kitchen, I will have it later," said Deepa, "But Rima, don't you have to self quarantine for two weeks, since you have returned from a different city?"
Deepa actually didn't want Rima to stay in the house, but curiosity made her to ask the question and now she was afraid that Rima might actually stay in the house.
"I just live in the outskirts of the city, so technically I'm not returning from a different city," said Rima with a smile, "You keep on forgetting where my parents live."
"Sorry," said Deepa with an innocent smile, "I think you're getting late for the office then. The transport is very limited too, only few buses are running and the Uber fare has been hiked."
"Yeah yeah, I am leaving," said Rima, but she kept staring down at Deepa standing beside her bed, "Are you sure you're feeling well? And why are you covering yourself with your old mattress? What happened to your blanket?"
"This mattress provides more warmth than the blanket," said Deepa with a nervous smile.
Rima just stood for a moment looking along the length of the mattress slightly confused. She left the room quickly without saying anything as she was getting late.
Deepa sighed a breath of relief and quickly texted Kavya,
"At least return the tablecloths and curtains. Rima is beginning to feel suspicious."
"Ok, but you have to knock at my door," texted Kavya back, "I will inform you once my mother is in the bathroom."
"No way, it's morning, anyone can come out in the hallway," replied Deepa.
"What are masks for?" texted Kavya with a smiley face.
Deepa smiled at the message and realised that she wanted a good adventure, which she hadn't had for the past one day. She heard the flat door getting shut by Rima and she proceeded to get fresh for the day, masturbating in the bathroom while taking a shower which was her daily routine. She ate the delicious sandwich made by Rima, sitting bottomless in the chair in the living room. She loved touching her naked body against hard solid things like chair, table or the kitchen platform, or even the hard floor of the room.
"Come to my door, quick," came Kavya's text.
She wore a mask which gave her some kind of concealment to her identity. She held the hand towel to hide her naked pussy and used her other hand to unsuccessfully cover her round bare ass, as she took quick silent steps across the hallway of the the fifth floor to Kavya's flat.
She knocked the door instead of ringing the doorbell so that Kavya's mother wouldn't hear it while she was in the bathroom.
To Deepa's relief Kavya opened the door quickly.
"My pretty girl!" exclaimed and she pinched the nipples of Deepa over her bra and Deepa too giggled to that.
"Take these curtains and tablecloths and don't you dare wear them," said Kavya and gave her a kiss on the lips, "My next kiss is gonna be down there when I come to your door. Mother might be out of the bathroom anytime soon."
Two large curtains and a couple of table cloths gave her full coverage of body till she reached her flat. She first fit all the curtains in her room and in the living room and set the tablecloths too. One good thing about the 'only one piece of clothing' challenge was that she didn't have to wash the clothes herself which she very much hated to do.
"But I don't think even Kavya is washing the single clothes that I have been wearing for the past two days," Deepa thought.
She had less office work that day and she just sat in boredom the whole day in front of her laptop. During the video calls she would simply disconnect the video, as she didn't want anyone to know that she was only in a bra. She wished someone in her team would show their lower half of the body accidentally. Everyone on the video calls carefully concealed the lower part of the body. At one point, after great patience, Deepa did find her team manager wearing an underwear in the lower part as he got up from his seat after the meeting was over and the host of the meeting had forgotten to end the meeting. The team manager too had forgotten to disconnect from the meeting and he got up from his chair, revealing his tight white underwear as his big potbelly stopped his T-shirt from covering anything further down the end of his belly. It was only after a few seconds when he realised his mistake and he quickly disconnected the call. Only Deepa was still connected to the meeting and she found it funny.
It was around 7.30 pm in the night when she got a call from Rima.
"Hey Deepa, I might be coming home late tonight, have lots of work to catch up with," she said, ''It might be midnight."
"Ok, don't worry, I will cook the dinner for both us. Don't eat anything from outside," said Deepa.
"Ok, and I saw that the food were almost over in the fridge, and some groceries were over too, so I ordered them and I think it has arrived downstairs in our building," said Rima.
"What?" exclaimed Deepa.
"What WHAT?" asked Rima.
"No, nothing..ok, I will get it from the reception," said Deepa hurriedly and she hung up the call.
Deepa went to the kitchen to check if there were enough groceries in the kitchen for dinner. There were not enough for two people to have dinner. Rima was a heavy eater in the night even though she ate light for breakfast. Deepa had to get the groceries from the reception. She also saw this as an opportunity for a bigger adventure.
She remembered the last time she had gone downstairs at the reception to get her clothes back from the laundry service. She had gone there wearing only her panties and her panties got stuck on the ear of the chair at the reception desk. She had to let go of her panties and had accidentally mooned and then showed her nude frontal to Hanif the plumber and the security guard at the reception. She had had one of the best masturbation afterwards on the landing of the stairs.
She decided to call Kavya but her phone was switched off. She texted her asking if she could get the groceries from the reception. Last time Kavya had taken Deepa's laundry clothes from the reception without Deepa's knowledge, so Deepa's nude expedition at the reception was fruitless. But the experience was still worth it.
She got a call from the reception desk.
"Hello, Room no. 501?"
"Yes," answered Deepa. The voice seemed different than the last time she spoke with the guard in the reception area. This was a different security guard.
"Your groceries delivery has arrived. Please pick it up from the reception area."
"Ok, I am coming down in few minutes," she said hurriedly.
"I have to use the curtains now," she thought.
She didn't wanna betray or disappoint Kavya, but she had to get the groceries and make dinner for her and Rima.
"I could borrow some clothes from Rima's wardrobe," the thought suddenly clicked her mind, "Even though it would be against the spirit of the challenge."
She went to her room and tried to open Rita's wardrobe, but it was locked. She then looked outside the window and found Rima's towel hanging on the bar. She took the towel and wrapped it around her waist. She checked herself in the mirror and it looked as if she were around a swimming pool, about to dip into the pool by removing her towel. She found it ridiculous to wear something like that and go downstairs at the reception to pick up the groceries, but she had no other choice. She could have waited for Kavya to call her back, but she wanted cook the dinner soon and have some adventure too.
While she was preparing herself mentally to get out of the room like that, the doorbell rang.
"It better be Kavya at the door," she said to herself and then looked down at her body again, "Even if it is Rima, it won't matter."
She opened the door without looking through the peephole, expecting either one of them, but standing at the door was Hanif. He looked happy and smiling through the mask. He was holding what looked like two groceries bags.
"Hello ma'am," he said still smiling behind the mask.
Deepa found Hanif attractive and had inadvertently shown him her bare ass and bare pussy on two different occasions. She found this opportunity to be apt for flirting with him.
"Here are your grocery deliveries, I picked it up from the reception," he said.
"Thanks," said Deepa with a smile, "Why don't you come inside and keep it in the kitchen? I remember now I have to pay you for the plumbing work you had done few days ago."
Hanif gulped down his own saliva with nervousness as he faced the sexy looking Deepa in a bra and towel around her hips asking him to come inside the house. He went to kitchen and kept the grocery bags.
"Sit down and relax, I will bring the money. How much was it?" said Deepa as she led him to the living room and signalled him to sit on the sofa.
"200 rupees," said Hanif with a stutter.
Hanif looked all over the house and ceiling while waiting for Deepa. His knees were shaking as he wondered what was gonna happen next. Deepa entered the living room, wearing only a towel covering from the middle of her breasts to the top of her thighs. Hanif couldn't believe his eyes and got up from the sofa.
"Let's talk for a few minutes right? Why such hurry?" said Deepa as she sat in the chair opposite to the sofa.
Hanif sat on the sofa again and saw Deepa sitting with crossed legs, showing a considerable amount of her inner and back thighs. If only she had uncrossed and spread her legs, she would have shown her vagina.
"Why do you stay in this residential society? Last time I remember you said you worked for a plumbing agency," asked Deepa now crossing her arms just below her breasts making the cleavage more visible. Hanif noticed the 200 rupee note sticking out from her left breast near the cleavage, trapped between the towel and the breast.
"My friend...friend actually lives in the society, in the next building, and I get most of the calls from the three buildings in this society, so I decided to stay with him for a while. It's difficult to travel in this lockdown right?," he said with an occasional awkward smile.
"You have seen me nude a couple of times right?" said Deepa.
She couldn't believe herself what she was doing, but something timid and shy about Hanif had made her more confident and she wanted to be dominant to him.
"Yes ma'am, sorry for that," said Hanif again with a hesitant smile.
"Aww, don't be sorry," said Deepa.
She realised one thing. She could act like this only in front of Hanif and Kavya. She secretly prayed Rima didn't show up unexpectedly now.
"I don't think you mind seeing me clothed like this," said Deepa softly which made Hanif skip a heartbeat.
He didn't know what to say to that.
"So you want me to see fully clothed then?" said Deepa with a fake frown and disappointment in her voice.
"No, no, ma'am, you can stay like this...wear...wear what you wanna wear," said Hanif with a shiver in his voice.
Deepa was delighted to see him nervous. She had never made any person in her life so shaken and nervous. She was enjoying her dominance on Hanif and began to think of the naughty things she wanted to do with Hanif, but she knew she didn't have enough time that night for that. She wanted to arrange something in the coming days to play with Hanif.
She got up from her chair and so did Hanif.
"You can take the money," she looked down at her breasts.
Hanif came nearer to take out the folded 200 rupees note which was stuck between Deepa's left breast nearer to the cleavage and the knot of the towel. Hanif's hand was shaking as he moved it nearer to the currency note. Once he grabbed the end of the note, he found it difficult to pull the note out.
"Come on, pull it harder, the note is not gonna tear," said Deepa.
The note didn't tear, but as Hanif pulled it harder the knot got untied and Deepa let out a fake gasp, holding her lips with both the palm.
Hanif couldn't believe that he was standing before a beautiful naked woman whose breasts were round and marvellous and the crotch had the classic frizzy hair.
"I think I need to leave ma'am," said Hanif as his legs were shaking and a noticeable erection poked out through his pants.
Deepa wanted to stop him, but she let him go for now. Her exhibitionism for the day was done. She let out a loud laugh as Hanif ran through the door. She went back to her room and hung the towel on the bar outside the window as it was before and didn't bother wearing her bra.
She cooked the dinner naked, greatly missing the sexy apron, which was now with Kavya along with the rest of her clothes. There was an inexplicable heat in the kitchen and she began to sweat all over her body, beads of sweat began to appear on her breasts and ass too. Maybe she was making the gravy too spicy for the dinner. She casually slid open the windows of the kitchen, which she rarely did while she cooked in the kitchen. Anyone in the building on the other side of the road, facing the kitchen, could see the naked outline of Deepa's breasts and ass, as her profile was visible through the open kitchen window from the outside. She began to hum a song and did small steps to it, making her ass and breasts wobble more than before.
She suddenly heard a loud whistle and then a loud voice.
"You're so fricking hot!" came the voice.
Deepa looked at the window to see the silhouette of two men standing at their windows from the fifth floor of the building from the other side of the road.
"Mwaah!!" said Deepa going near the window and giving them a flying kiss and then she slid the window closed.
Neither the two men nor Deepa could see each others' faces from the distance, as the street lights were dimly lit and the light from each of the houses were not enough to show the faces. This obscurity had made Deepa confident enough to give them a flying kiss. But the men did know which house she belonged to. It was not difficult to figure out the house number if they could count the floor number and check the position of the window. She wished those two men made an attempt to visit her flat someday.
Her phone rang and it was Kavya on phone.
"My ex-boyfriend, the great hacker, he never stops calling me from various numbers," explained Kavya about why she had switched off her phone.
"Don't you work in an ad agency? How did you get a hacker there?" asked Deepa.
"He was there only for few days, he's a freelancer, so he had to create some kind of website and I don't know why he had to visit our office instead of working from home," said Kavya, "I could have easily got some other fuck buddy than him."
"Yeah, maybe he wanted to check out some girls in the office, that's why he freelanced from the office and got you," giggled Deepa, "Would you be ok if Hanif were your fuck buddy?"
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And then she told Kavya the little tease with the towel and currency note that she did for Hanif. Kavya laughed heartily to that.
"I wanna fuck that cutie someday," said Deepa.
"Whoa whoa, easy Deepa," said Kavya.
"You're not upset that I wanna fuck him, right?"
"No, no, I am always open, and want everyone to be open. But don't forget to fuck me too," said Kavya, "I will hang your short shorts in the door knob tomorrow,"
"At some point, Rima will discover. I need to manage my routine in accordance with her office hours if I want to hide my nudity," said Deepa.
"I am still telling you, don't hide, just flaunt it. Tell her that you're a nudist or something. But don't tell her that you're an exhibitionist, because if you're an exhibitionist and you wanna always remain nude, it means you're in a perpetual state of arousal which might not be comfortable for others," said Kavya.
"And what are you though, a nudist or an exhibitionist?" asked Deepa.
"I'm both," said Kavya with a laugh.
"Nah, you can't be both."
"Well, let me come to your flat," said Kavya, "It's 8.45 pm and mother is already getting ready to sleep."
"What? What if Rima comes back?" said Deepa.
"Too late now," said Kavya and rang the doorbell.
Deepa opened the door naked with the beads of sweat and Kavya kept her mouth open while she held the phone on her ears.
"Come on get inside," said Deepa and she pulled Kavya inside by her hand, "You promised me to kiss me down there in the morning."
In the living room itself they started pleasuring each other. Kavya didn't have to struggle much to caress Deepa's naked body. Deepa began to strip down Kavya's clothes: she pulled down the shorts and panties together and then took some time to pull up the shirt and unclasp the bra. The sofa was enough for their sexual explorations. They tried doing a 69 as they adjusted themselves to lick each others' pussies.
"You haven't done this before?" asked Deepa.
"As if you have," said Kavya with a smile. She was on top Deepa licking her pussy and kissing her vagina while Deepa stuffed her face on Kavya's ass.
They were a little bit uncomfortable in the beginning, but they got flexible as their desire for pleasure was stronger than their untrained bodies for such stretching activities. After they both reached their orgasms, Kavya got up and sat in the chair, trying to catch some breath while Deepa was lying on the sofa.
After few minutes Kavya started getting clothed and Deepa came back from her room with her bra which she wrapped around Kavya's neck in a playful manner.
"You are making me stay naked longer than you had ever been in your hostel," said Deepa pulling her closer by the bra straps.
"I am showing you a more pleasurable world," said Kavya kissing her longer, for one last time that day.
"My short shorts tomorrow?" said Deepa, "I will text you when to hang it on the doorknob."
"Sure," said Kavya and she left the house with Deepa's bra, leaving her totally naked without any stitch of clothing once again.
Deepa had her dinner nude. She realised that she had added more than enough spice and she began to sweat again in all the places in her body. She used the hand towel to wipe off all the sweat, but she still felt dirty.
"I will take a shower," she thought and went inside the bathroom.
Masturbation during the shower was a must for Deepa. After she came out of the bathroom, she looked at Rima's bed: her office handbag was on the bed. Deepa looked at the table clock, it was only 9.30 pm, but the handbag on Rima's bed meant only thing.
"She has arrived!" Deepa said to herself in a shock, involuntarily covering her breasts and pussy with her hands.
Rima would have headed straight to the bathroom, but as Deepa was already in there taking the shower, she might have gone to the common bathroom. Deepa quickly looked through the window pane and noticed that the towel was not there, which confirmed that Rima was using the common bathroom. Deepa searched for the hand towel, but realised that she had left it in the living room. She quickly dashed to the living room, found the hand towel on a table there and rushed back to her room, without giving a look at the common bathroom to check if Rima was inside it.
"What the fuck should I do now?" she said to herself getting panicky.
She got into the bed and sat against the headrest covering herself with the old mattress till her belly, she covered her breasts by taking two pillows and overlapping side by side so that her side boobs too was covered. She wrapped the hand towel around her neck, though the hand towel was not long enough to wrap around her neck the whole way, it was wide enough to hide the shoulders around her neck. She opened her laptop and kept it in front of her and kept looking at the door. After a few minutes Rima came to the room, wiping her wet face and hands with her towel.
"You've had dinner?" said Rima, without looking at Deepa.
"Yes," said Deepa pretending to do something at the laptop. She had just opened a word editor and was typing some nonsense.
"I have never noticed you taking shower at night?" said Rima while she stripped off her office clothes and put on a shorts and T-shirt.
"I felt hot today, especially while cooking the chilli paneer," said Deepa, still not looking up to Rima and pretending to look at something important at the laptop.
"I guess you're in your underwear right?" said Rima, now staring right at Deepa.
Deepa was somewhat shocked and frightened when Rima said that. She stopped the pretend typing and looked up slowly at Rima, still not sure if she should tell her the truth, that she didn't even have any underwear on.
"It's ok, you lived alone for few days and you lived in your underwear to be comfortable," said Rima with a casual tone, "Some people even live nude alone. It's their choice. I bet you too would have lived nude while you were alone here, but unlucky you, I've come back. And unlucky me, I have to start working at my sucking job."
Deepa was happy to know that Rima didn't find it strange that she could have lived nude while she was alone in the flat. But Deepa still couldn't utter a word about her current state of nudity.
"I see the curtains and tablecloths are back." said Rima, looking at the window curtains, "I guess your clothes are back too."
"Yes yes...yes," said Deepa on the verge of stammering and trying to think of something else to say.
"I'm gonna have dinner then, sorry I made you make the dinner for me too, even though I came early," said Rima, "My dumb boss realised that she couldn't go home if the buses were not available late night. She didn't wanna pay for the Uber cabs, as they have hiked their fares too high. What a miser she is!"
Deepa wanted to tell her that the boss better protest nude against the cab fare hikes. She even giggled at the thought, even though she had never actually seen Rima's boss.
"Yeah yeah, what a miser," said Rima taking Deepa's giggle to be about her last statement, "Will catch up with you after dinner."
"Actually, I'm gonna sleep soon, it was an exhausting day and work too got stretched," said Deepa, pointing at her laptop, "But now I'm closing up, had to do some minor checks. I might be asleep before you finish your meals."
"Okie dokie, we have the weekends too, if we still work hard like this," said Rima with a smile and left the room to have dinner.
Deepa quickly shut the door so that Rima wouldn't enter the room without a noise. She looked herself in the mirror, one last time for the day. After taking a shower, her body felt fresh and her nude body looked even more beautiful and she couldn't help admiring herself by groping her boobs and pinching it and straightening the frizzy pussy hair and checking out the smooth skin around it and the hips.
She quietly got into her bed and texted a 'Good Night' message to Kavya.
"How to tell Rima that I'm still nude?" thought Deepa, "Without a single piece of clothing."
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ONLY ONE PIECE OF CLOTHING CH. 04
Kavya gives Deepa a pleasant surprise.Apologies for publishing this chapter of the series after such a long gap as I had huge office workload in the past couple of months. I hope to publish the remaining chapters of the series regularly now. I encourage the readers to read 'Clothes Are Not Dry Yet' first and then 'Only One Piece of Clothing Ch. 01' to get the full cohesion of the series. Nevertheless I have written a recap below, so that you might get some idea of the plot. All the characters in the plot are above 18 years of age.
Recap: Deepa is alone in her flat in Mumbai, as her other three flatmates have gone back to their native towns during the Covid-19 lockdown. During this time she discovers the joy of being naked and flashing people one day and her opposite door neighbour, Kavya learns about it. Kavya convinces Deepa to stay with only one piece of clothing for the next seven days and takes away all pieces of clothing from her flat. Deepa gets into couple of adventures and mishaps of flashing different people within her society building. But her roommate Rima has come back to the flat suddenly and Deepa has to hide her nearly nude body from Rima, even though Rima stays in the office for most part of a day.
It was the Tuesday morning and Deepa was just lying on her bed, wide awake but eyes closed and fully naked under her old mattress which she was using as blanket to cover her from head to toe. She was hiding her nudity from her roommate Rima, who was very much unaware about the 'one piece of clothing' week, that Deepa was observing. After being awake for half an hour, she got a message from Kavya:
"I have hung your shorts on the door knob. Can't meet you today, I have been called to work at the office. Would be busy for the whole day."
Deepa was disappointed that she wouldn't be able to see Kavya in the morning. She was now concerned about fetching the shorts from the door. She slid off the mattress from her face a bit to find that Rima was facing her direction. If at any moment Rima opened her eyes and Deepa uncovered herself, Rima would be treated with the sight of Deepa in her birthday suit. She had to wait now for Rima to turn to other side so that she could sneak out without being caught naked by her. She also couldn't let Rima get to the main door of the flat before her at any cost lest Rima should find the shorts hanging on the door knob.
"I have to risk it," thought Deepa and she kept looking over her shoulder to check if Rima's eyes were closed.
She used the hand towel to cover her bare round ass, in case Rima opened her eyes. She was relieved when she got out of the room. She ran across the living room, quickly opened the main door and pulled out the short shorts hanging on the door knob outside. She hastily pulled up the shorts, zipped it up and felt the shorts tightly hugging her ass cheeks. The shorts covered just half of the curvature of her ass, the lower half of the ass cheeks were still exposed. She couldn't remember why she had bought the shorts because she had never worn it after buying it. Deepa was just happy to have some cloth on her body, so that she had fewer things to cover from Rima. The shorts was not appropriate to be worn even in front of her flatmates. She hid her breasts with her hand towel before entering her room. She slightly opened her room door, to check if Rima was still asleep. Rima was not on her bed and there was a sound of water running in the bathroom. She quickly got into her bed and covered herself with the mattress again.
She couldn't pretend to sleep now. She leaned herself against the backrest of the bed, pulled the mattress to cover her breasts and began checking her phone.
Deepa was startled a little when Rima got out of the bathroom in a towel. Deepa held the mattress against her body tightly with her elbows while she pretending to be on her smartphone.
"Another day of drudgery," commented Rima as she put on her panties and then turned around and dropped her towel to show her topless back as she proceeded to put on her bra.
Deepa couldn't help but admire Rima's ass in panties and her bare back. She shook her head slightly to shake off the lustful thoughts she was having for Rima. Ever since Kavya awakened the lesbian side of her sexuality, Deepa couldn't help looking at women differently, in that moment, Rima. Rima got ready in her usual formal attire of a formal half sleeve shirt and a knee length skirt and a matching face mask.
"Breakfast for you today as well?" asked Rima.
"Yeah," said Deepa looking at her, "And I will make the dinner later."
Rima didn't give a second look at Deepa's bare shoulders and left the room carrying her hand bag. Deepa uncovered herself and got up from her bed to enter the bathroom, but she looked at her hand towel.
"Wait, I haven't got a clean hand towel for the day!".
Deepa felt the need to get a clean hand towel. She was feeling unclean using the same hand towel that she used yesterday. Without a clean hand towel, she couldn't take a shower and wipe herself dry.
"You forgot to give me a clean hand towel," she texted Kavya, "Please come to my flat or hang it on the door knob after 30 minutes. Rima would be gone to her office by then."
There was a sound of the room door being pushed.
"Hey Deepa...oh sorry," came the voice.
"Hmm?" startled Deepa and looked up from her phone to see Rima looking away and keeping one of her palms in front of her eyes.
Deepa couldn't think of anything and quickly dropped her phone to cup her left breast with her left hand and her right breast with her right hand. She couldn't even decide on how to cover her boobs properly.
"Sorry, I left my office ID card on my bed," said Rima looking away from Deepa and walking past her towards her bed, while Deepa stood still, her palms covering the corresponding side of the boobs.
"I was about to take a shower, thought you wouldn't come back," said Deepa in a flustered voice.
"No worries," said Rima looking down, dashing out of the room. She didn't even notice the short shorts that Deepa was wearing.
Deepa was now deeply mortified. She dropped herself on her bed with her face first and then quick turned around and covered herself with the mattress, lest Rima should come back to the room again.
After waiting for another half an hour or so, Deepa slowly got out of her room to ensure that she was alone in the flat now. She opened the door of the flat slowly to check if there was any hand towel hanging on the knob, but there was nothing. She called Kavya again, but Kavya's phone was busy and after some time, it was switched off. She was getting angry at Kavya now, she hated it especially when her phone calls or messages were ignored.
She finally had to use the dirty hand towel to wipe herself dry after taking the shower. She promptly sat on her work desk after having breakfast and began to wonder when was the last time she was actually serious about her work.
With her short shorts barely covering her upper thighs and the bottom curve of her ass, sitting in front of her laptop with her free breasts, she still felt weird doing normal things while being in a state of near nakedness. She had got used to cooking dinner naked, but apart from that and taking a shower, whenever she was naked, she could only think of some kind of adventure that involved flashing.
She did an hour or so of serious office work. After that, there was nothing much left to do. The less amount of work actually made her anxious, making her wonder if there was gonna be some kind of downsizing happening in her office soon.
Deepa stayed nude that whole afternoon, as she got rid of her short shorts too, without much excitement. She went to the kitchen, hoping to see the two men at the window in the building across the street, to whom she had waved the previous evening. But the window of the room seemed closed. She was showing her whole naked body, through the kitchen window, to anyone who could see her from the building across the street, or anyone looking up at her flat from down the street. But still it wasn't enough excitement for her. She decided to click some photos of her at the window and send it to Kavya. She posed with grabbing her right breast with her right hand and pointing the nipple outside the window and sticking out her tongue from her mouth like Miley Cyrus and clicked a selfie.
"I will send this to Kavya, this will at least entice her to call or text me back," said Deepa to herself as she turned around to show her bare ass through the window.
But she got a text back from Kavya:
"Hi Ms. Nudie."
Deepa was perplexed by the text, but she called her quickly.
"Hi, where the hell are you?"
"From a place where I can admire your naked bubbly butt showing through your kitchen window," said Kavya on the phone.
Deepa realised that her naked ass was on display at the window and she involuntarily and unsuccessfully tried to hide her ass with her free hand, before turning around and shutting the window.
She still couldn't believe that Deepa would call her and would be watching her from a different society building altogether.
"How did you go to the other society building? And why?" Deepa asked.
"I have a surprise for you, and a clean hand towel too, just come to this building."
"My shorts are so short that it barely covers the lower half of my ass," exclaimed Deepa, "Do I have to streak across the street to get to the other housing society?"
"Well...yes! Do as you please, wear whatever you want, but just come to the opposite housing society at around 6 pm. As I said, I have a surprise for you, I'm eagerly waiting for you," said Kavya and hung the call.
Deepa was actually happy that she was finally getting to have some adventure for the day. But she had to check on her clothing options to go outside.
But before that, she decided to prepare the dinner for her and Rima. She didn't want Rima to be left hungry once she reached home back from work. Also, she didn't want Rima to find her cooking naked, lest Rima should come back home early.
"I don't even know when is she gonna come back home in the evening?" Deepa told herself as she was rolling the dough to make rotis. She was cooking the dinner naked, just like yesterday, but she was hesitant now about opening the kitchen window. She just turned on the exhaust fan to remove the little heat in the kitchen. After she prepared the dinner, she began to walk about the flat, searching for any item of clothing to cover her upper body.
The only item of clothing available to her apart from the short shorts and the dirty hand towel was Rima's towel, which she always hanged on the metal bar outside the room window.
She nicely wrapped Rima's towel around her upper body to make it appear like a strapless crop top. She looked herself in the mirror to ensure that her body had the decency to go out in the street.
It was almost dark as she stepped out of her flat into the usual dim-lit hallway. She was feeling cold. She inserted the door key in the tiny back-pocket of her short shorts. Just sliding her hand an inch down the back-pocket of the short shorts gave her the touch of her round bare ass. She was wearing a pair of shoes, to help her run across the street if someone questioned her state of clothing. She also kept the dirty hand towel in her hand.
She dialled Kavya's number as she got inside the lift to the ground floor.
"I'm coming to get my surprise!" she said enthusiastically.
"Good, you won't be disappointed by my surprise," said Kavya, "Once you enter the opposite society, call me to know the flat number."
As the lift reached the ground floor, Deepa got extra careful about the towel that she make-shifted to a strapless top. The towel covered much of her breasts, barely exposing any cleavage and just touching the waist of the short shorts. A security guard was sitting at the reception desk. Deepa was glad that he was not the same security guard who, just few days back along with Hanif the plumber, had seen her totally nude from the front.
She gripped the hand towel tightly with both her hands as she held it together in front of her, as if she was hiding her crotch with it. She lowered her head as she tried to take silent steps across the lobby and past the reception desk. The security guard did take his eyes away from his mobile phone to look at her ass.
"Madam, where are you going?" asked the guard.
"Shit," Deepa said to herself as she shut her eyes tightly and gripped the hand towel even more tightly.
She slightly turned around to face the guard, who was standing, near his desk.
"I'm going to meet a friend, in the opposite society, the one across the street," said Deepa with a nervous and shaky voice, even though she was not lying.
"Where do you live? What is your door number?"
"Door no. 501," said Deepa, now thinking if she should have lied to him.
"Ok, I'm not sure if the other society would let you in easily though, because there are restrictions in most of the societies, including this one," said the guard.
"I will try my luck," said Deepa and she turned around and walked on her way outside the lobby, happy with the fact that she wasn't stopped.
The security guard kept staring at her uncovered lower ass, as both her asscheeks flattened a little bit and again contracted to a curve, turn by turn in a rhythm with each quick step she was taking.
It was almost a month since she had looked up at the open sky, though the sky was dark. She looked around and found the front grounds of the society to be empty. Two more security guards were sitting at the main gate of the society. They both looked at her with some suspicion, but decided not to stop her as she was going out of the society. She carefully went through the smaller gate, which was part of the big main gate, as she didn't want her towel to be stuck in the gate bars.
The street was visibly deserted and there were some small vendors with their carts of vegetables, tea and snacks lined up very sparsely in the street, which usually used to be crowded before the lockdown. She walked across the street and reached the main gate of the opposite society.
"Where are you? In which building? I have reached the main gate of Nirmal society," said Deepa.
"Come to the second building, Door no. 501," said Kavya.
"Wait, isn't this the exact same address of my flat?"
"Yes indeed," said Kavya, "And if they ask you whom do you wanna meet, say Nirav."
"Nirav? Who is Nirav?"
"Don't ask questions now, just come over here," said Kavya and she hung up the phone.
The security guard at the main entrance gate of the Nirmal society didn't even ask her anything, assuming that she lived in the same society. She was walking towards that building, which she assumed faced her own society building across the street.
"Madam," called the guard after Deepa had already walked past him.
She turned around.
"Please sanitise your hands," he said pointing at the table near the gate, on which a sanitiser was kept.
She nodded and stepped towards the sanitiser. The guard kept staring at her cleavage as she bent forward a little to sanitise her hands, as the towel got slightly loosened and it was slipping a bit down. She quickly adjusted her towel and turned around to head towards the building, sure of the fact that the security guard was still staring at her lower exposed ass.
She entered the lobby of Building no.2 and like the one in her society building, there was a guard sitting at the reception desk in this one too.
The guard was visibly confused, first trying to figure out if he had seen Deepa before in the building, as it was difficult to recognise anyone with the mask. And then of course, because of her scant attire.
She didn't wanna catch attention of the guard any further and really wanted to run past him to the lift doors. But the expression of haste only made the guard more suspicious.
"Madam," he called her as she was about to press the lift button.
"You need to sanitise your hands," said the guard pointing to the sanitiser at the table.
She wanted to tell him that she had just sanitised her hands at the main gate. But out of nervousness, she walked towards him to sanitise again.
"Which flat are you visiting?" asked the guard.
"Flat no. 501, to meet Ni...Nirav", said Deepa as she straightened up.
"Ok," said the guard.
Deepa was slightly astonished about the lack of strict security measures in the society, but it was actually easier for her to get to her destination now.
The lift door arrived quickly at the ground floor and she pressed the button for the 5th floor.
After the lift reached the 5th floor, she took some time to get out of the lift, slowly taking her legs out of the lift, one step at a time and peeking her head out first to see if anyone was present in the hallway. She noticed that the hallway here was more brightly lit.
She heard the sound of the lift door getting closed and then something was pulling her by the towel. She realised the towel she was wearing got caught in the lift door. She freed herself from the towel and tried to pull it. But the towel was torn now, she could grab only one half of the towel, the other half was inside the lift. Deepa got mad at her bad luck hit her head with her palm.
She realised that she was topless now and she covered her breasts with the hand towel. She decided to just leave Rima's towel on the floor, mostly out of nervousness and anxiety. But the coast was clear and she quickly found out Flat no. 501. She hesitantly rang the door bell, not actually sure who was gonna open it, even though it was the same address that Kavya had mentioned.
For what felt like more than five minutes, but was not actually even a minute, she waited outside the door. She was shaking and getting excited, standing outside a door, in a different flat, a different building, a different housing society altogether, half naked with only a dirty hand towel to barely cover her boobs, but failing to cover the side boobs, and with a short shorts, that legit looked like a pair of panties, if only it wasn't made of jeans. The big white pair of sports shoes made her look even cuter.
She rang the doorbell for the second time and this time, the door opened and it was Kavya indeed.
"Hi, Ms. Nudie, come in," said Kavya with her signature mischievous smile.
Deepa, even though she liked public exposure, quickly dashed inside the flat, as Kavya was the only familiar face in this unknown location.
Kavya was wearing a sort of formal attire, a white long sleeved shirt and a black pencil skirt. Deepa quickly move forward to give her a long kiss.
"I missed you the whole day," said Deepa, no more hiding her breasts, as she was used to being naked in front of Kavya.
"I had to bring a surprise to you, or shall I say, bring you to the surprise," said Kavya.
She grabbed Deepa's hand and led her to a room. The room was almost empty, except for a bedding on the floor. To Deepa's surprise, Hanif was standing at the corner of the room.
"Hi," said Hanif with an awkward wave and then quickly locked his wrists, standing awkwardly.
Deepa quickly covered her boobs with her hand towel.
"I must say, you did a daring task of walking all the way across the street in just your short shorts," said Kavya, noticing Deepa's naked state for the first time.
"I had a towel to cover my upper body, but it got stuck in the lift," said Deepa with a clenched teeth and a smile.
"What's with you and towels? Guess you don't like towels, that's why I gave you hand towels," she said as she snatched the hand towel away from Deepa, which she was using to cover her boobs.
Deepa felt more vulnerable and aroused at the same time. She liked to dominate over Hanif, but in front of Kavya, she was the one to be dominated.
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"Hanif is here for your pleasure," said Kavya.
"What?" said Deepa with a sudden shock and happiness at the same time.
"Even though you lost the virginity to me in the figurative sense, but let you lose your virginity with Hanif, in the physiological sense," said Kavya.
Deepa and Hanif didn't move or speak for a couple of seconds and just stared each other for sometime. Hanif started his usual staring of Deepa's body from toe to head. She was wearing a pair of white sports shoes and hardly visible pair of ankle socks. He noticed the short shorts was tightly hugging around her crotch, seemed more like panties made of jeans material. Her bare legs looked smooth and he badly wanted to bury his head between her thighs. Her upper body seemed more shaking, the toned flat stomach occasionally caving inwards while her hands across her breasts seemed to be heaving outwards and inwards as she was breathing heavily in nervousness.
They walked slowly towards each other. Both of them removed their shoes before stepping on the bedding and they both got down on their knees. Hanif removed Deepa's hand crossing her breasts, looked at the breasts rising and contracting as Deepa began to take quick breaths and he cupped them slowly and began to squeeze. Deepa grabbed Hanif's head and pulled him closer to kiss her lips, something which she had been badly wanting to do for the past couple of days. After passionately kissing to their satisfaction, both of them got comfortable and was sure about the doing it.
Kavya had taken out her phone and was recording them, from the edge of the bedding. They both noticed that, but none of them protested against it.
Still on their knees, Deepa gradually pulled out Hanif's T-Shirt and then his vest. She unbuckled the belt around Hanif's jeans as if she was unlocking a treasure chest. Hanif lied down on his back and stretched out his legs and let Deepa pull out the jeans and by that time, his cock was erect and was poking out of his boxer shorts.
Deepa carefully pulled down his boxer shorts, which formed a tent from his erect cock . As she slowly pulled out the boxer shorts away, she saw the first naked penis in her life. Even Kavya was amazed to see his cock, she was seeing a
circumcised penis for the first time.
Deepa was in awe and excitement of losing her virginity with Hanif, and wondered if Hanif was a virgin too. He looked cute with just a pair of long socks on his body. She did something that she had never thought she would do in her life, she kissed the tip of Hanif's erect penis while he lay on his back. She first licked the tip with her tongue, and licked it a couple of times, and then she took it in her mouth, sucking and tasting it while also licking the shaft of the cock.
Hanif was shivering with pleasure, as the sight of the topless Deepa with her dangling luscious breasts, sucking his cock made it throb even harder.
After she was done with the blowjob, she stood up and Hanif got on his knees, his face on level with her crotch. He unbuttoned the tight short shorts, unzipped it and tried pulling it down. It actually took him a while, as the shorts seemed to be stuck around her ass. As the shorts fell down around Deepa's ankles, the sight of her familiar frizzy pubic hair made Hanif smile. Deepa stepped out of the shorts and kicked it away from her. She was only wearing the ankle socks now.
Hanif kissed her crotch first and then his tongue made its way to the clit and then the outer folds of her pussy which was now soft and wet. Hanif kept licking and kissing the pussy while Deepa let out soft moans. She ran her fingers through Hanif's head full of hair and pushed his head hard against her pussy, while Hanif was happily suffocating himself as he slid and lowered himself even more to stuff his face between her thighs.
As Deepa got weak on her legs from the growing weight of pleasure on her head, she stepped away and lay on the soft bedding on her back. Hanif moved towards her walking on his knees and then pulled Deepa closer to him by pulling her legs and wrapped it around his waist. Deepa was now ready for the moment she most dreaded ever since she started thinking about sex and losing virginity. Hanif grabbed his hard and pulsating cock, made it touch the clit and then it caught the labia and slowly, it went inside her. He struggled in the beginning to thrust his cock inside her.
"It's my first time," said Deepa, hoping to clear his confusion about the difficulty he was facing while getting inside her.
Hanif just nodded his head in acknowledgement. He kissed her labia and rubbed a clit a bit more before plunging his cock slowly inside her again.
At first, she couldn't believe a foreign body was getting inside her vagina, she had never played with sex toys, and she hadn't inserted her fingers that deep while masturbating. But the uneasiness slowly faded, as it was overtaken by pleasure. She closed her eyes for a minute or so, getting used to the penetration and the rhythmic thrust of the penis going a less deeper and more deeper in her vagina. She realised she could grip the penis inside her. Hanif started grabbing her boobs and rubbed her nipples which only made her wetter. The rhythmic fucking gained the tempo, and the arousal she felt was something she never experienced before. She was losing her virginity on an unfamiliar bedding from a man, she had known barely a few days ago and in an unknown house in a housing society she had never visited before and all of this was possible because of Kavya, with whom she got acquainted just a week ago.
Kavya was still recording the video with one hand, but her other hand did seem to go to different places in her own body. She had inserted her hands inside her skirt, and she hastily dropped it down around her ankles. Her free hand was now exploring her own crotch inside her panties, while she continued recording with the other hand.
As the rhythmic thrusting grew faster, the excitement and the weight of pleasure began to grow both in Deepa's head and body. She never imagined she could experience such pleasure at all. As if the weight of pleasure increased more than she could carry, she reached her first orgasm and she let out a load moan. A sudden calm and relaxation filled her mind after the orgasm, which felt as good as the excitement before that. Hanif was still thrusting his cock and after a few seconds he too reached his climax and pulled out his cock cumming all above her crotch.
Deepa was disgusted and turned on at the same time by the load of cum on her crotch. Hanif freed himself from the grab of Deepa's legs around him and fell on his back on the bedding. Both of them were tired and panted.
Kavya stopped recording them. Her cotton red panties was visibly wet and she quickly pulled up her skirt. She took out few tissue papers from her hand bag that she had kept on the floor and handed it to each of them. Kavya wiped the cum off from her crotch and Hanif wiped the few cum drops at the tip of his penis.
"How did you like my surprise?" asked Kavya.
"It looks like you too enjoyed it," said Deepa in a panting voice. She involuntary covered her breasts and crossed her leg to hide her crotch, as the high of lust faded from her mind. It was odd. She had tried seducing Hanif by flashing him and she had spent time being naked in front of Kavya, but somehow being naked in the presence of both of them made her shy.
"We have to get back to our housing society soon now," said Kavya.
"But I'm topless," said Deepa.
"Take my shirt," said Hanif as he was about to button it up.
Deepa took his shirt and smiled at him as she felt shy in front of him to even say thanks. She wanted to kiss him for giving her his shirt, but hesitated doing so.
Hanif's long shirt actually reached Deepa's knees. Kavya unbuttoned half of the shirt and tied a knot around Deepa's belly button. Deepa looked cute with the tied knot of the shirt on her belly button and bottomless.
"Now, quickly pull up the short shorts, we have to go," said Kavya.
Hanif was in his vest and pair of jeans and Kavya made herself presentable again. Near the lift, Kavya picked up the torn towel piece and handed it to Deepa. Inside the lift too, they found the other half of the towel. Deepa was unsure about what to explain Rima about her torn towel.
The three reached the ground floor and didn't find the guard at the reception lobby. They found the reception guard and the gate security guard talking with each other at the main entrance gate. Both the guards kept staring at them while they got out through the gate.
The three of them almost ran across the street, which was even more dimly lit now and looked almost dark because it was deserted. As they entered their housing society, the guards at the gates kept staring at them.
The guards didn't stop them because they somehow knew the three of them. Hanif was known to each and every guard in the society and so was Kavya. They had just seen Deepa going out of the society not so long ago. They couldn't forget the short shorts.
"I have to go," said Hanif hesitantly and he went to a different direction to another building.
Both Kavya and Deepa headed back to their floor in their building.
"So, I got Hanif's number from my ex fuck-buddy, I did mention about him to you right?" said Kavya as they entered Deepa's flat.
"You're on good terms with him now?" asked Deepa.
"We were never in bad terms to be honest, he is a big clingy though. Wanted to have sex with me for this favour. Let's see if I can stall him, even though he's a handsome hunk, he is clingy, which is the last thing I want someone to be," said Kavya as she began to unbutton Hanif's shirt that Deepa was wearing.
"So that flat in the housing society, which can be seen from my kitchen window, is where your ex fuck-buddy lives?" asked Deepa.
"Of course," said Kavya, now taking off the shirt from Deepa and rolling it in her arms, "I'm gonna jerk off to the video tonight, I will share it to you and maybe Hanif as well."
She pulled down the short shorts and Deepa stepped out of it without hesitation.
"Your clean hand towel," said Kavya as she handed over one from her handbag, which seemed to carry so many things.
"Thanks for making all my fantasies true, I really enjoyed your surprise today," said Deepa holding Kavya's hands, "I want you here tomorrow, just you and me. Rima goes to her office by around 9 am. You can come here after that, spend some time, tell some of your other adventures."
"I can't promise you anything, but I will try," said Kavya and she gave Deepa one last deep kiss and then a playful slap on one of her asscheeks.
Deepa looked at the clock and it was still sometime before Rima would normally return from her office. She hastily kept the two pieces of Rima's torn towel inside her own wardrobe. While taking the shower, Deepa played in her mind the pleasurable moments she had just spent with Hanif. She wiped herself with the clean hand towel after the shower and was happy to feel clean for the first time that day. She had her dinner in the nude while dreading Rima's arrival at the door.
Deepa was sitting on her bed after dinner when she heard the flat door open. By the time Rima entered the room, Deepa had already covered herself with the mattress-cum-blanket. She was pretending to be asleep.
"It's strange that this girl is asleep so early," said Rima to herself and switched off the lights in the room.
Rima didn't notice her missing towel from the window bar for now. Deepa wondered if Rima ever felt it strange finding her wrapped in the mattress and not once getting out of her bed, ever since she came back to the flat.
While being concerned about the possibility of Rima finding her naked truth, together with the pleasant exhaustion from her first straight sex ever, Deepa fell asleep, with not a single piece of clothing on her body under the mattress, and no longer a virgin for sure.
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ONLY ONE PIECE OF CLOTHING CH. 05
Time to tell Rima the truth.Please read the previous parts of 'Only One Piece of Clothing' series and 'Clothes Are Not Dry Yet' before reading this part.
Disclaimer: All the characters in this story are above 18 years of age.
"Deepa."
Deepa heard a low voice, maybe in her dream, or in the room.
"Deepa!...Deepa Deepa....Deepa!"
Now she could feel someone slightly prodding her leg over the mattress that she was using as a blanket. But she refused to wake up. She couldn't figure out if it was in her head or someone was actually trying to wake her up.
"DEEPA!"
Deepa now had her eyes wide open. She was sleeping on her side. She slightly turned to lie on her back, the mattress still covering her, and she could see Rima in her pyjamas, looking down on her, her hands on her hips.
"Yes Rima?" said Deepa, not getting up, lying on her bed.
"Have you seen my towel? I don't seem to find it. I thought I had it on the bar outside the window, but it isn't there," said Rima.
Deepa had been dreading about this question from Rima since last night before she slept. She knew Rima would find out. Deepa began to think of the previous day events, how she could have refused to visit the opposite housing society, how she could have scavenged the whole flat to find some other piece of clothing instead of Rima's towel, how she could have just asked Kavya to hand her some extra towel to replace Rima's torn towel, how she could have just stepped a little further from the lift, so that the towel hadn't got stuck in the lift doors and torn it into two pieces.
"I have no idea," lied Deepa.
"Well, I'm not sure how can it fucking disappear? The mesh outside the window wouldn't let it fall outside at all!"
Deepa could see that Rima was frustrated and she actually would have told Rima the truth if she wasn't naked under the mattress.
"Do you have extra towels with you?" asked Deepa, not knowing what to reply to her frustration.
"Yes, I do," said Rima calmly, "I'm getting late for work, I need to go now. Sorry, I can't make you breakfast today, I'm thinking of having some in the office canteen itself."
"Your office canteen is serving food in this pandemic?" asked Deepa.
"Yeah, they opened it just yesterday. It looked very hygienic like never before," said Rima and she went inside the bathroom.
Deepa texted Kavya:
"Wait till Rima leaves for office, then you can bring my piece of clothing for the day."
After taking a shower, Rima came out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel smaller than the previous one. In that small towel, the cleavage of her voluptuous breasts and her thick upper thighs were visible.
"I'm really not sure where the hell did my towel go?" said Rima in an annoyed tone.
Deepa didn't say a word, as she wanted to appear clueless. She couldn't help staring at Rima's lower ass, which was barely covered by the shorter towel. When Rima lifted her legs one by one to put on her panties, the towel lifted enough to show Deepa the lower asscracks. Deepa quickly looked away.
After Rima was done wearing her formal wear for the office, she held the small towel and stared at it and then she glanced at Deepa. Deepa caught her eye and she hastily looked at her phone screen. Rima put her wet towel in her wardrobe and locked it.
"I might come back from office early in the evening, maybe I will help you in cooking dinner. See you in the evening," she said while she packed her handbag and got out of the room.
Deepa could sense that Rima wanted to talk to her about the lost towel. Also, they hadn't really talked properly with each other ever since Rima came back to the flat during the lockdown. She waited for 15 more minutes and slowly got out of the room to find that Rima had actually gone out of the flat.
"Rima's gone to the office, you can come now," she texted Kavya.
"Okie dokie Ms.Nudie", replied Kavya back.
Kavya had started addressing her as 'Ms.Nudie'. Deepa looked down at her naked body, as if to ensure she was actually 'Ms.Nudie'. No matter how long she stayed nude, in front of Kavya or even Hanif maybe, she would always feel ashamed about her nudity in front of Rima.
The doorbell rang and Deepa let Kavya inside the flat. Kavya had brought her a turtleneck top with full sleeves. Deepa didn't realise the top was actually midriff until she wore it.
"What? It's a crop top! How did I not know that I owned a crop top?" said Deepa as she looked down at her bare midriff and her barer pussy and legs.
"I dug out your whole collection to see if you owned some fancy wear," replied Kavya.
Deepa stood with her hands stretched with nothing but a full sleeve crop top baring her midriff. Kavya took out her phone to click a photo of Deepa. Deepa involuntarily covered her crotch with both her hands.
"This top is making me feel more nude", she said, bringing her thighs together as she felt shier, "And what's with you taking my pictures all the time?"
"I like taking photos of your naked body", said Kavya clicking Deepa in her shy covering-crotch-with-hands position, "I like this pose, so shy and reluctant, something which I never was."
She came closer to Deepa and removed her hands away from her crotch and she began sliding her fingers around Deepa's pussy.
"I jerked off to your sex tape last night and this morning," said Kavya, "There's a different kind of thrill you get by watching the sex tape of a person you know, love and infatuate about, especially when the tape is recorded by you. Ah, it's so much better than watching myself fucking someone."
Deepa was enjoying how Kavya caressed her pussy.
"You record yourself fucking someone?" she asked.
"But I don't share it with the person I fuck, that's a total no-no", said Kavya as she began licking her fingers after she took her hand away from Deepa's pussy.
"I would like a sex tape with you," said Deepa and she grabbed Kavya's faced and kissed her lips passionately.
They shared a longer and deeper kiss, but Kavya slightly stepped back.
"Sorry Ms.Nudie, mother is still in my flat, I need to go now," said Kavya.
"Rima is gonna come home earlier this evening. I don't know how am I gonna hide from her this time. Her late arrivals in the evenings were saving me, but now, I don't think I can hide anymore," said Deepa.
"Don't worry dear, I'm gonna talk to her, I promise I would face her today and tell her the truth," said Kavya with an assuring voice.
"I don't even know if I wanna tell her the truth, but before she finds out about my nudity, it's better I confront her about it," said Deepa, "She is suspicious about her lost towel you know. She asked me and I appeared clueless, but she wanted to interrogate me. But she is such a sweetie that she couldn't believe I'm lying. She knows there's no way her towel could have disappeared in thin air."
"You worry too much dear. See you in the evening, I'll be here by 5pm," said Kavya as she gave one last soft kiss.
Deepa handed her the dirty hand-towel from previous day and got a clean one from Kavya before she left.
Deepa got ready for the office. She realised that she didn't have much work in her hand. As if her concerns were telepathically read by her manager, she received a text from him.
"Hi Deepa, wanted to talk with you regarding something. Are you ok for a video call now?"
Deepa started getting worried a bit from the text. Her manager had rarely spoken to her outside of the regular office meetings and discussions. But the pandemic had changed the whole working environment. And on top of that, she was totally naked from below her midriff. She contemplated about the video call and came to the conclusion that she wouldn't be showing much anyhow in the video call.
"I'm ok, should I join on your Zoom id?" she texted back.
"No, a personal Skype video call is fine," replied the manager back with his personal Skype ID.
Deepa was confused. Maybe, whatever her manager wanted to tell her was something confidential which couldn't be conveyed on the official Zoom ID.
She quickly looked herself in the mirror, tidied her hair a bit and tried adjusting her top. Her top was turtleneck, so it didn't show any cleavage at all. She could appear in the video call just up to her chest level, so that the bare midriff wouldn't be visible. She connected on her manager's personal Skype ID.
Her manager, Vasan, was in his late 30s, but already looked like he was in his mid 40s. He was slightly obese, had a thick moustache and head full of hair. Deepa remembered how she had caught him wearing underwear down below in a video call just few days ago. She wondered if he was still in his underwear while he was sitting in his chair.
"Hi Deepa," said Vasan as he appeared on the video.
"Hi," replied Deepa with a slight nervous tone.
"I'm not sure if you've heard anything from our teammates or any other office colleague, but the company is considering some kind of downsizing, because of the recent pandemic and the dearth of projects from our clients. So I would advise you, not to panic if you hear any news soon from the HR department regarding this," said Vasan, maintaining a professional tone.
Deepa got worried after hearing about the downsizing. She was kind of expecting this to happen, as she hadn't been getting much work in the past couple of weeks. Even though more exciting things were happening in her life, having a job and living an independent life was important too.
"I hope you're not calling me just because I'm surely gonna get terminated," commented Deepa.
"I can't really disclose that, but I felt it wiser to inform everyone working under me. Most of the other managers are doing the same. An official email announcing this would generally cause an uproar. But whatever might be the decision regarding your employment, I just wanted to tell you that you've been invaluable to the team and your contributions are not unnoticed," said the manager.
Deepa couldn't figure out what Vasan was trying to do. She just wanted to know if Vasan had any control over choosing who could get terminated or not.
"You'll be deeply missed Deepa," continued Vasan.
"I hope I had made an impression on you," said Deepa and she slowly began to rest her back on her chair.
Vasan saw a hint of her belly button as she laid back on the backrest of the chair.
"You make an impression for sure," said Vasan.
"But what else about me will you miss?" asked Deepa seductively.
"Everything about you," said Vasan, with a slight nervousness in his voice. He could now see Deepa's exposed belly button and her midriff clearly.
"I see, everything about me?" said Deepa and she slid her chair further back with her legs crossed.
Vasan couldn't believe what he was seeing on his laptop screen right now. He was looking at his teammate, who reported under him, to whom he was not that particularly interested, suddenly become so sexual. He could clearly see her wearing just a turtleneck midriff top, full sleeved and nothing else. She had crossed her legs, hiding her crotch, but her inner thighs and the side of the naked luscious thighs were on full view. Her naked sides of the hips made his already flaccid erection hard. It seemed as if Deepa would do a Sharon Stone from Basic Instinct anytime soon.
"It's really depressing and sad to know that I would get terminated. I will miss working under you. But I want to let you know that I'm willing to do anything for you, if I'm spared from this termination," said Deepa, slowly uncrossing her legs, but keeping them together close and covering her crotch with her hands.
"Well....Deepa," muttered Vasan, now getting slightly dry in his mouth, "I appreciate the promise and willingness that you've shown. Not sure if that's enough to save you from getting fired."
"I'm willing to do more," said Deepa, now slightly moving her legs apart, while still covering her crotch with her hands, "But I need some assurance from you."
"What assurance?" asked Vasan, slightly confused.
"I don't see any willingness or promise from you?" said Deepa, with a slight grin.
"I don't know why you say that," said Vasan as he slid back his chair to show himself.
As Deepa had expected, he was wearing a white underwear in the lower half, and his T-shirt barely covered his bellybutton over his belly. It was not a pleasant sight for Deepa, but she assumed Vasan would have been handsome if only he had lost some weight because he had a pleasant face and a perfect hairline.
"There is a promise, willingness is still missing," said Deepa removing one hand from the crotch, now only her left hand was covering her crotch.
Vasan anticipated that Deepa would remove both her hands completely. His already flaccid penis now started getting hard and it showed clearly as it stretched through the tight white underwear.
"Yes, the willingness is somewhat apparent now," said Deepa as she grabbed with her free hand the end of her midriff top. She almost pulled it up enough to show her right underboob.
Vasan's penis almost twitched and stretched a bit longer, it was now fully erect. Vasan couldn't hold himself and began touching his penis over his underwear. Deepa began teasing her crotch some more, not actually inserting her fingers in her pussy, but sliding her palm up and down the crotch, creating a suspense of whether she would actually show her pussy or not.
Couple of minutes went by in teasing each other. Like a nude standoff. But Vasan's underwear already had a wet spot with some precum. Deepa crossed her legs once again to hide her crotch, and slowly she lifted the midriff T-shirt, instantly exposing her breasts. She pulled it off from her quickly and covered her breasts with her hands.
Vasan went wild after this and he too removed his underwear while still keeping the undersized T-shirt. It only made Deepa laugh, seeing Vasan bottomless, but wearing a T-shirt covering just the top of his bellybutton. Deepa was impressed to see Vasan's erect penis, which was uncircumcised and looked way more different than Hanif's. After throwing his undies away, Vasan began to stroke his penis, excitement clearly visible on his face, and the thirst for lust, as he was expecting Deepa to finally spread her legs. He couldn't believe a totally naked Deepa, showing off in front of him. Deepa kept squeezing her boobs with her hands.
Vasan removed his shirt, sitting totally naked in front of the screen and began to stroke his penis more vigorously. Deepa couldn't believe it, but she was getting excited too, sitting totally naked in front of his manager, and seeing the manager's beautiful penis, unlike the rest of his body.
It felt like Vasan was about to cum, when a sound of someone opening the door in his room came. Deepa could only see Vasan turning his face to the left and looking shocked, and trying to cover his erect penis in vain.
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?" came a lady's voice from the background and Vasan hurriedly slid his chair forward to shut off the camera.
Deepa too crawled her chair nearer to the table and shut the laptop down. It seemed like someone had caught Vasan. She wasn't really sure if Vasan was married or not. But it did seem like it was his wife. The thought of Vasan getting caught naked masturbating in front of his laptop only made her laugh even more.
"I wish I could get caught like that," she said. She involuntarily looked to the direction of the door and crossed her legs, expecting Rima to appear anytime soon.
"It's only noon now, she won't be home this early," she told herself.
In the kitchen, while she was cooking her lunch, she glanced through the ktichen window the flat window on the opposite housing society, across the street. She wondered if anyone living in the flat, actually was seeing her now.
She opened the kitchen window wide open and moved two steps away from the window to show her whole naked body. She wanted some kind of signal or reaction from the opposite window. The opposite window was closed. She rested both her closed fists on her hips and stood like Wonder Woman, or any other lady superhero pose, only naked. She stood like that for almost half a minute, but got no signal or response. She turned around to show her ass through the window and even bent over. She stayed bent for more than 10 seconds or so. She still got no response like the other day and then she furiously closed the window.
"Who actually lives in that flat? And who are the two persons who watched me naked that day and shouted? One must be Nirav, who was the other?" she kept thinking.
It was late evening and Deepa was taking a short nap, on her work desk, resting her head on the desk near her laptop. She didn't even log in to work network after the video call with her manager. She had been thinking about the consequences of the call and then she had fallen asleep. A doorbell woke her up and during the time she got up and reached to the door, she had totally forgotten that she was totally naked. She was about to open the doorknob when she realised her mistake.
"Oh shit," she said looking down at her naked body and got back to wear her midriff top.
She looked through the peephole to find Kavya standing outside. She quickly opened the door, pulled her inside.
"Hey, why are you so charged up?" said Kavya in a bewildered state as she balanced herself from almost falling down from Deepa's sudden pull.
"Who is the other guy who lives with Nirav?" asked Deepa.
"Nirav? Why are you suddenly interested in him?" said Kavya after making herself comfortable on the sofa.
"You remember I told you about the day when I found two men watching me cook naked from the flat window of the other society? I couldn't see their faces as it was dark, but I could see their silhouettes. They both shouted to me 'you're hot' and I gave them a flying kiss," said Deepa, sitting beside her on the sofa.
"Honestly, you didn't tell me about this," said Kavya intrigued.
"C'mon, Nirav might have told you about this."
"You think Nirav and I are friends or something? I don't listen to half of the things he tells me," said Kavya, "He is actually living with someone Rima might know about."
"Rima!" exclaimed Deepa. She now sat with her legs crossed and a sofa pillow covering her crotch area.
"She is dating the boy who lives with Nirav. Don't you know about it? What, you girls don't talk to each other?" said Kavya surprised.
"Well, ever since she came back day before yesterday, we haven't talked at all, except about breakfasts and dinners, and towels," said Deepa rolling her eyes.
"Well you should tell her the truth today, like I've been telling you to do for the past few day.......wait," said Kavya as she stopped mid-sentence, "Someone has entered the flat?"
"I didn't shut the door." Deepa hit her palm on her forehead.
Before any of them could stand up or react any further, Rima appeared before them. Rima was surprised to see a stranger in the house and she expressed her questioning look by removing her mask.
"Hi?" said Rima with a half raised wave of hand.
"Hi, you must be Rima," said Deepa as she stood up and stretched her hands to shake.
"Yeah, and you are? Sorry, I think you must sanitise again, even though I did sanitise my hands, I have just come back from my office," said Rima as she just grabbed Kavya's fingers for a light formal handshake.
"I'm Kavya, your opposite door neighbour, I don't think you haven't seen me before, I have been living in this society for quite a long time," said Kavya in her usual confident tone.
"Yeah, I do remember you, but we haven't talked before I guess," said Rima, "Please stay seated while I change my clothes and come back."
Rima went to her room as Deepa was holding her breath, trying to hide her naked folded legs under the small sofa pillow.
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"What the hell am I supposed to do now?" said Deepa, grabbing Kavya's hand and pulling her down to the sofa, "You've got to get back my clothes now. We still have time, she might have gone inside the bathroom to take a shower."
"It's time to tell the truth Deepa."
"No it's not. I can't be naked or semi naked in front of Rima. It's embarrassing. Please get me my clothes," pleaded Deepa.
"So, the week is not over yet, and you wanna give up soon?" asked Kavya.
"We have had enough fun, I had enough fun," said Deepa, "It's not the end of fun. You can still visit me while Rima is away in her office, or I can visit you once your mother is gone back to her house. But for now, please give me back my clothes."
"You're weird Deepa. You were showing your cunt and ass to Hanif and the security guard, but you're too shy in front of your own roommate?"
"That's the thing right? She is my roommate, I might have to spend a whole day or two during the weekends in the same house, same room. It's not a five minute thrill of flashing. It's almost like taking a shit in front of someone."
"Eww, that's a gross analogy," said Kavya with a disgusted face.
"Yeah, maybe," said Deepa thinking about what she said, "But you got the point."
"I want you to get comfortable being nude with everyone around, not just me," insisted Kavya.
"No I can't. I don't have the courage like you," said Deepa.
"Hey Deepa....I was about to take a shower then I remembered about the towel...", came Rima's voice as she came in the living room.
"Uh yes...Rima," said Deepa flustered and carefully adjusting the position of the pillow to hide her lower body nudity.
Rima did stare for more than a few seconds at the pillow covered crotch.
"Yeah I wanted to know how my towel got disappeared. It's impossible that it vanished in thin air, the window is shut and the wire mesh....are you not wearing anything down there?" asked Rima suddenly again staring at the crotch covered pillow.
"What? No...I mean I'm in my undies...You know...Kavya just entered the flat suddenly while I was working in my undies, so..."
"Nope, she's naked," said Kavya in a matter of fact manner and snatched the pillow from her crotch and stood up.
Deepas was shocked for one full second as she got up from the sofa, looked down at her naked crotch and then took another one full second to cover it with her hands, all the while regretting it.
"She is naked below her waist," continued Kavya looking with a straight face at the shocked face of Rima, "Oops, I'm wrong, she is naked below her chest. Her midriff top is sexy though right?"
Kavya gave a small chuckle while waving the pillow away from Deepa who was unsuccessfully trying to snatch the pillow back from Kavya.
There was a full five seconds of awkward silence, after Deepa stopped trying to get the pillow back from Kavya and Kavya just stood with her hands folded and Rima kept staring at Deepa's crotch covered with hands.
"Stop staring!" finally Deepa broke the silence as she got uncomfortable from Rima's stare.
"Why are you naked?" asked Rima now staring at her face. Deepa quickly bowed her head down in shame.
"She likes to be naked," said Kavya shrugging her shoulders.
Deepa turned her bowed head to look at her, looking surprised and indignant at the same time.
"Look, once she was alone in the flat, with all her flatmates including you gone to their hometowns, she began staying naked in the flat...and apart from that she even liked flashing to people," said Kavya.
Deepa thought it was best that Kavya explained Rima the whole situation.
"I caught her wearing just an apron one day. And you know, Deepa found out that she likes girls too," continued Kavya.
"You don't need to mention that!" snapped Deepa.
"What? Deepa you never told me you're gay?" said Rima, somewhat offended, "I thought we were good friends."
"I didn't know that I liked girls too," said Deepa, now facing Rima with a normal face for the first time, "Until of course, I met Kavya."
"So you're bi?" asked Rima.
"I think I am."
"She lost her virginity too, you know," chimed in Kavya, "Both her lesbian side and straight side, how cool is that?"
Rima was dumbstruck. Both Deepa and Kavya remained silent as Rima seemed to be taking time, processing all the things that Kavya had just told her. During the silence, Deepa snatched back the pillow from Kavya to hide her naked crotch.
"So what about the towel?" asked Rima suddenly, seemingly coming back from a trance.
"Well, it was a little adventure, I asked her to come to the opposite housing society across the street, and she was wearing a towel and short shorts. Unfortunately, your towel was stuck in the lift door, and it got torn into two," explained Kavya.
Deepa was still annoyed that Kavya was telling Rima all the stuff, but she was also getting relieved that she didn't have to hide things from Rima anymore.
"But why my towel? What about yours?"
"Because her clothes are..."
"Because she has all my clothes," said Deepa, cutting Kavya, to which Kavya didn't mind.
"What? But why?"
"It's a challenge she gave me, to live with only a single piece of clothing for the whole week, and a hand towel to dry myself," said Deepa, lowering her voice, in shame.
"So...you're an exhibitionist?"
Deepa took some time to think about it.
"Well....yes and no," said Deepa looking upwards thinking about it, "I like to get some thrill, by being naked in front of someone, maybe teasing my nudity and trying not to get caught, or sometimes I do get caught. But I just wanted to have some thrill that's all. And it's not wrong to say that Kavya encouraged me more, and only then I'm able to do this."
"Absolutely right," said Kavya, giving a genuine smile, happy about the fact that finally Deepa confronted with Rima about her kink.
Rima still seemed uncomfortable about the whole thing. She didn't even speak anything and there was a continuous questioning and confusing look on her face.
"Look Rima, I will get a towel for you," Deepa said to break the awkward silence in the room. Then she looked at Kavya and said, "Please find a towel from my bunch of clothes and give it to her later."
Kavya nodded and then said, "I guess, I will leave you two gals alone then, while I search for a towel."
Deepa was hoping that Kavya stayed a little longer with her, but she left immediately and Deepa was now standing in front of Rima who again looked at her pillow covered crotch. Rima went back to her room and Deepa stayed in the living room.
After some time, Deepa started preparing the dinner. Deepa was almost done preparing the dinner when Rima entered the kitchen.
"Oh, the dinner is almost done," said Deepa, then she involuntarily covered her naked crotch again with her hands.
"I guess I will have to get used to seeing you naked. You can uncover, I swear I won't stare again," said Rima in an understanding tone.
Deepa was happy that Rima was showing some sign of accepting her nudity.
"But I also need to get used to being naked in front of you, it's not easy," said Deepa with a chuckle, "Uh...Rima. I wanted to ask you something."
"Yes?"
"Do you know someone living in the opposite housing society across the street, in room no. 501?" asked Deepa, signalling at the kitchen window.
"Well...actually yes. I know the guy and I'm dating that guy," said Rima with a shy smile.
"You never told me girl, why?" said Deepa with a slight fist punch on Rima's shoulder and a giggle.
"It was recent, before the lockdown started. He works at my office. In fact, he dropped me to our society building gate today," said Rima.
By the time they started arranging the dishes for the dinner, Kavya entered the flat to give Rima a towel.
"Once again, sorry for the towel, it's my fault too," said Kavya while handing the towel, "And Ms.Nudie, your midriff top please."
"What? Take it back tomorrow morning. Come on, join us for dinner," said Deepa.
"Rima, I think Deepa told you that she liked to stay nude right? Not actually bottomless," said Kavya looking at Rima and giving her a wink.
Deepa was busy arranging the dishes that she didn't look at Kavya signalling Rima about pulling up her top, by enacting it.
"Well, it was your plan to give me one piece of clothing, not zero piece of clothing, right?" said Deepa now looking at Kavya.
All of a sudden, Rima crept from behind and grabbed the lower end of Deepa's midriff top, and Kavya leapt to hold Deepa's legs. Deepa couldn't even fathom what was happening and before she could protest or do something to stop either of them, Rima had already pulled up the top and Deepa looked stupid not resisting Rima.
She was now standing totally naked in front of them and she tried hard to cover her boobs and pussy with her hands.
"Ms.Nudie, smile please!" said Kavya.
Deepa involuntarily looked at her and Kavya got a good photo Deepa's naked body being covered by her hands along with her face.
"Now, we have to eat dinner just like this. What say Rima?" said Kavya.
"Sure," said Rima with a chuckle.
"Shit, I'm the only one naked here, it's not fair," said Deepa stomping her foot.
They all had dinner together in the living room and throughout the dinnertime, Deepa sat with her legs crossed, holding her dish on the level of her boobs, hardly covering it. She told both of them about the video call incident with her manager and they all started laughing hard, and Kavya kept staring at Deepa's boobs which jiggled hard with each laughter.
"How can you not love and lust about this girl?" said Kavya to Rima pointing at Deepa. She then leaned forward to grope one of her breasts and Kavya began to chuckle even more, while Rima looked away.
After they were done with their dinner, Rima went back to her room while Deepa and Kavya stayed in the living room. Deepa pulled Kavya towards herself and began to kiss her. She slowly undressed Kavya, she grabbed her boobs and kissed them after she removed her shirt and bra, and she licked and kissed her crotch after she pulled down her shorts and panties. They both then started fingering each other's pussies as they stood in the middle of the room. Rima was watching them from a corner, hiding near the entrance of the living room. As the groping and squeezing and pinching of breasts and asses and the kissing and sucking of each others' body parts went on between Deepa and Kavya, Rima too began squeezing her breasts over her shirt while watching them. She quickly returned to her room after both Deepa and Kavya orgasmed and laid on top of each other on the sofa.
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ONLY ONE PIECE OF CLOTHING CH. 06
Deepa locked out - naked and horny.Author's note: This is the penultimate story in the series, 'Only One Piece of Clothing'. Please read the previous stories to enjoy the series along with 'Clothes Are Not Dry Yet'. I have read all the comments under the previous chapters of the series and I thank all the readers for reading the stories and liking them. The next chapter will be out in a month from the publication of this chapter. That would be the final chapter of the series.
Disclaimer: All the characters in the story are above the age of 18.
Deepa woke up in the morning to the feeling of chillness against her body. She realised she was lying uncovered and naked on her bed. Her mattress-cum-blanket was removed from her body. She turned around and saw Rima standing beside her bed with her hands on her hips.
"What are you looking at?" shouted Deepa coiling herself in a fetal position, to cover her nudity.
"Wanted to see how a naked body looks like while it's asleep," said Rima in a casual tone and then turned around to get inside the bathroom.
Deepa quickly pulled up the heavy mattress lying around her feet to cover herself, even after Rima had long gone inside the bathroom. Deepa found Rima's behaviour odd.
Deepa and Rima didn't talk to each other till Rima got ready for her office. Deepa was still finding it hard to believe that Rima had finally accepted her nudity. After Rima was all dressed up in her formal attire, she left without asking Deepa about breakfast or dinner
A few minutes later, Kavya entered her flat.
"A mini-skirt!" exclaimed Deepa, wearing the only piece of clothing that Kavya brought her for the day.
"You look like a sexy tennis player, who has forgotten to wear her top, and maybe her undies too," said Kavya, lifting Deepa's skirt to look at her frizzy haired pussy.
"Hey, Rima acted weird this morning," said Deepa, "She removed the blanket and looked at my naked body."
"What's weird in that? I'd do the same if I were your roommate," said Kavya, now pulling the skirt down, exposing Deepa's pussy again.
"She never acted like this before. I mean, it's not her nature," said Deepa, pulling her skirt back up.
"Well, if you're getting uncomfortable by her presence, why don't you shift to my house?" said Kavya.
Deepa gave a questioned look.
"My mother has finally left the place you know," continued Kavya with excitement,
"My father couldn't really live alone without her, and thank God he didn't wanna shift here with me along with my mother. I told her to go back to my father and everything here would be alright and she promptly left this morning. You don't know how much relieved I feel now. I can totally be free, now that I'm alone in my flat."
"Wow, that's great news!" said Deepa with excitement, jumping a little, bouncing her tits.
"Let me show you my flat," said Kavya with a smile, grabbing her hand, "But don't you have work to do?"
"I don't think I'm gonna have any work, after what happened yesterday," said Deepa, "Also, I haven't been doing much work for the past few days. Let's not talk about work. I'll worry about it once I'm actually fired."
Deepa got out of her flat and crossed the hallway topless and in a short skirt without any reluctance.
The moment she entered Kavya's flat, she was amazed by the interior.
"You've a fucking chandelier in your flat!" screamed Deepa looking at ceiling in the middle of the living room.
"Yeah, we had to sacrifice the ceiling fan though," said Kavya.
Deepa was amazed by the amount of furniture, the decoration and the design of the items in the house. The floor was carpeted and she had never seen a carpeted floor in anyone's house in her life. There were three long sofas arranged at three different sides of the living room, one sofa was a convertible bed, and the sofa covers and cushions were all brightly coloured. The curtains of the big window in the living room was cut in a flowery shape at the bottom.
"Quite a house you live in!" said Deepa glancing around the living room one more time, "The carpeted floor is a real bonus." She felt the soft carpet with her bare feet.
"It's soft isn't it?" said Kavya, removing her slippers and sliding her feet against the carpet.
Deepa grabbed her white skirt, dropped it down her legs, picked it up and threw it upwards. She then grabbed Kavya towards her and kissed her.
"You're so horny," said Kavya after the kiss.
"You make me so horny," said Deepa with her arms around her waist and bringing it closer to her naked body, "But I don't see my skirt falling on the floor."
They both looked upwards and saw the skirt hanging on the chandelier. They both laughed at the sight and then proceeded kissing each other, while Kavya's hands slid around Deepa's bare asscheeks and she began caressing and squeezing them.
"Hey Kavya? You in there!" suddenly came a voice of a woman outside the flat door, followed by a continuous ring of the doorbell.
"Shit! It's my mom," said Kavya, moving away from Deepa and suddenly getting anxious.
Deepa had never seen Kavya anxious or worried at all. She looked like a different person to her.
"You have to hide somewhere quick!" said Kavya nervously.
"Ok," said Deepa moving her legs up and down and jumping, getting anxious herself.
They heard three loud continuous knocks on the door.
"KAVYA!"
"I'm here mom, just coming out of the shower," shouted Kavya.
Kavya then pointed the sofa near the window wall to Deepa. Deepa nodded and leapt her naked body across the sofa to hide in the small gap between the sofa and the wall. Deepa lay squatted in the small space and could only hear voices now.
"Hey Ma, you're back?" said Kavya, opening the door.
"Yeah, I forgot something and that's why I came back here. But the thing is, I forgot now what I actually forgot," said another voice which was Kavya's mother's.
The comment made Deepa laugh and she found it difficult to muffle her laughter with both her hands.
"What is it you're forgetting mother?"
"I told you right, I don't remember. Let me get a look inside the house and your room, maybe it will remind me," said Kavya's mother.
Deepa could hear some heavy steps entering the living room.
"You don't seem like you just got out of shower?" said Kavya's mother.
"I said I was about to go to shower," said Kavya with a trembling voice.
There was some moment of silence.
"Just think what are you searching for mother?"
"Let me look around, see if I could remember what I was actually forgetting back here."
Deepa felt her whole body could get cramped by the way she was hiding. It almost felt like she was inside a travelling bag or something.
"Let me check your room," said Kavya's mother.
Deepa slowly raised her head from behind the sofa. She only got a glimpse of a wide and huge lady's back going towards the bedroom.
"Get up, quick," whispered Kavya as she grabbed Deepa's hands and helped her get across the sofa.
Deepa carefully extended her legs over the backrest of the sofa and then stood for a moment on the sofa, before stepping down on the floor.
"You need to go now, before mother comes out of the bedroom," whispered Kavya nervously.
"But my skirt!" said Deepa, looking up at the skirt hanging on the chandelier.
Even though the ceiling of the flat was low and the chandelier hung even lower, Kavya and Deepa were just not tall enough to jump and grab the skirt. Deepa tried to jump and grab her skirt, bouncing her tits and ass again and again in the process. Kavya would have found it cute and hot, but she didn't have time for any lustful thoughts now.
"It doesn't matter, just go back to your flat now, I'll get it later," said Kavya. She then picked a hand towel lying on another sofa, "Here, I forgot to give you a hand towel, now go."
Deepa hastily tiptoed, looking at the direction of the bedroom covering her ass with the hand towel and then she got out of Kavya's flat. She reached her flat door quickly and turned the knob to open the door, while still looking over her shoulders to see if Kavya's mother was getting out in the hallway.
But Deepa's flat door didn't open. She wondered if she had forgotten which way the knob had to be turned to open the door, so she tried both the clockwise and the anti-clockwise direction. She had one hand holding the hand towel against her ass, while the other hand was fidgeting around the knob. She dropped the hand towel, looked over her shoulder again to see if anyone was around, then she used both her hands to vigorously turn the doorknob.
She realised she had foolishly locked the door when she got out of her, without taking the key with her.
"What do I do now?" she said to herself, squatting down to get the hand towel.
She remained in that awkward position of the facing her flat door, with both her hands holding the small hand towel to cover her ass.
"The staircase!" she said and she sprinted the length of the hallway to open the door to the staircase.
But she faced yet another surprise when the staircase door wouldn't open.
"What? Who locks the door to the staircase? What joke is this?".
She was breathing heavily now and getting excited at the same time. She turned around to her back against the staircase door. She pressed the hand towel hard against her pussy to hide the incoming wetness of arousal from the situation. She also unsuccessfully tried to cover her tits with the other hand.
She then noticed the number display above a lift in the hallway changed to 5 with a sound, the lift door was about to open, someone was gonna come out of the lift. She just leaned her back strongly against the staircase door, and hoped that whoever was coming out of the lift, wouldn't notice her.
But as she reclined her back hard against the staircase door, the jammed door swung open and she fell hard on the floor, her upper body on the staircase landing floor and the lower half on the hallway floor. She quickly got up holding the hand towel and moved on the staircase landing floor and closed the door. She then sat down exhausted against the door.
After getting over the exhaustion, she finally felt horny again. It was not possible to contain Deepa's horniness, if she was nude in a public place. Even though the staircase landing was not really a public place, it was outside the privacy of a flat. She got excited by her predicament of being locked out naked and decided to do something about it.
She got up and stepped on the downstairs steps and turned sideways to touch her butt against the stair banister. The steel banister felt so cold across her bare buttcheeks. Her nipples were erect now. She had her left foot at a lower step to spread her legs and she started fingering herself slowly and steadily. She closed her eyes, feeling her naked body again and again with her hands, thinking about the times she fucked Kavya, and the one time she fucked Hanif. The thought of Hanif clearly turned her on even more now. She wished Hanif were in front of her, gently squeezing both her tits: first pinching the nipples and then pulling it slightly and then groping the tits like a stress ball. Then he would be on his knees, his face at the level of her pussy, licking it and then after tasting it for a while, eating it, by kissing her clit, then the folds of her pussy.
Deepa squirted hard after that, wetting both the steps she was standing on, and the hand towel she used to dry herself. She moaned so loud from the orgasm, that it echoed the whole stairwell. She opened her eyes feeling relaxed, her anxiety gone.
She still wasn't sure if Kavya's mother had left Kavya's flat or not. At the same time, she didn't wanna just stay in the stairwell.
Determined to have some kind of adventure, she slowly descended the stairs, at her own pace, always checking the staircase door at each landing. Most of the staircase entrance doors seemed quite shut, not at all left ajar, as most of the people never used the stairs.
She descended the stairs further to reach the entrance lobby of the building at the ground floor. The stairs ended at the corner of the lobby, slightly farther from the side of the reception desk. There was no one at the desk and Deepa stepped quietly in the lobby area. Now, she had been in this lobby area in various state of nakedness in the past few days. She was not panicked at all.
She decided to stroll around the whole area of the entrance lobby, holding the hand towel in front of her crotch, while leaving her ass bare. She walked past all the lift doors, then walked back to the reception desk. She rested her ass against the reception desk, crossing her legs, and crossing her hands across her bare tits, suddenly feeling cold, being aware of her exposed skin.
She realised she hadn't had any breakfast yet or taken a shower. She was already feeling tired now, felt she hadn't slept properly last night. Apart from that, all the activities of hiding from Kavya's mother, to hiding in the stairwell and masturbating and then walking down five flights of stairs, all the while aroused by her exposed nudity, made her feel even more tired. All those things along with the sudden chill air around, made her feel sleepy.
"What are you doing here?" said a familiar voice. It was Hanif wearing a face mask, "I was about to come upstairs to meet you."
"Oh, hi! Where have you been Hanif?" asked Deepa, feeling happy to see Hanif.
"I have been in this society at my friend's flat, in another building" said Hanif.
"Take me to the flat where you're living now, I can't go back to my flat, I'm locked out. Also, Kavya's mother is still in her flat, so can't go there either," said Deepa standing away from the desk still covering herself.
"Seems like I have to give you my shirt again," said Hanif.
Hanif took off his shirt and gave it to Deepa, who hurriedly put it on, and it covered all of Deepa's thighs. Deepa looked at Hanif's upper body in a tight tank top. He looked sexy in that.
"Won't it look weird, wearing just a shirt?" said Deepa looking down at her body.
"It looks like you're just wearing an oversized shirt, if you're actually wearing anything underneath or not, is up to anyone's imagination," said Hanif.
Deepa couldn't believe how Hanif was behaving coolly with her. But she liked it.
"I live in the other building, the first building we see after we enter the society gate," said Hanif, "Use that hand towel as a mask, or else the security guards would send you back to wear one. The guards of both the buildings are just chatting outside."
Deepa couldn't tell Hanif that the hand towel actually had her cum, but she ultimately tied it across her face, the smell of the cum strongly entering her nose.
As they got outside Deepa's building to walk their way to Building no.1, the security guards of both the buildings looked at Hanif and Deepa. They did stare at them for a while, but they didn't say anything and just kept staring at them till they entered Building no.1 and were out of their sight. Hanif took her to the first floor in a one-bedroom flat.
"Why do you live here? I think you told me you weren't living in this society before the lockdown, were you?" asked Deepa as she entered the flat and walked around.
There was only one bedroom past the living room and it was relatively bigger than her own bedroom. There was only one bathroom in the flat which was common. There wasn't much furniture in the house, except a large double bed in the bedroom, some plastic chairs in the living room and a table.
"Actually, six men used to lived here," said Hanif, "I know most of them. Some slept in the bedroom, some in the living room on mattresses on the floor. They all left after the lockdown started except one, who is my friend. He has gone to work for the day. I get most of the plumbing complaints from this area. It's almost as if my agency has assigned the societies in this area to me, so I asked my friend if I could stay here."
Deepa gave a smile, then unbuttoned the shirt that she was wearing, giving Hanif a full view of her naked body. Hanif quickly became silent and shy, but he mustered up some courage to get closer to her.
"Uh huh.. not now hero," said Deepa moving one step back, "You need to make some breakfast for me while I take a shower."
"Ok," said Hanif.
Deepa went inside the bathroom and took a nice and long shower, feeling clean again. She got out of the bathroom, still dripping wet, in the living room. Hanif was already waiting for her with a towel in his hand.
"I forgot to give you a towel, I was about to hand you in the bathroom," said Hanif.
"Would you be kind enough to dry me with that?" said Deepa with a tilted face, acting cute.
"What?..Wi...Wipe you dry?" stammered Hanif.
"C'mon, I can't possibly sit and have a breakfast while I'm dripping wet, can I?"
Hanif felt shy and nervous again. He decided to wipe Deepa's face first. He took some time to dry her face cheeks and chin, while Deepa kept staring him seductively. Hanif tried avoiding looking at her eyes, although he looked at her for a split second from time to time.
He reached her neck, then her shoulder and arms. It didn't take much time for him. He then turned her around and dried her back.
"You're not washing a car window you know, it's my body, you can do it slowly," said Deepa.
He turned her around again to face her. He knew what he was about to do. He gently went down her neck, in the middle of her breasts, then he widened the towel to dry both her tits at the same time, gently rubbing it and then squeezing it through the towel. He dried the tits and gently wiped her nipples and Deepa gave a quick shrug of shoulders as she felt tickled. She bit her lower lip from her upper teeth and looked at him.
Hanif went further down, dried her midriff and then he wrapped his hands together around her, getting closer to her, almost hugging her and dried her asscheeks. Deepa could feel Hanif's erection through his pair of jeans against her abdomen. He then got down on his knees, his face at the level of her pussy and then he began drying her thighs.
"My crotch is still wet," Deepa said.
Hanif looked up at her.
"Wet from the shower, can you please dry it?"
Hanif brushed the towel against her frizzy pubic hair. Deepa almost felt an onset of orgasm, as she could feel Hanif trying to finger her through the towel. But Deepa had other plans in her mind. Hanif was trying to kiss her crotch, but she stepped back.
"I guess we should have breakfast first," said Deepa.
"Right, the food is already cold I guess," said Hanif, quickly getting up on his feet.
Deepa occupied one empty plastic chair and waited for Hanif to bring the food. Hanif brought some instant noodles on a plate with fork.
"Sorry, I didn't make anything else, this was the only thing I could prepare real quick for now, though I have rice and daal ready for lunch, if you want that instead," said Hanif as he kept the plate in front of her.
"No, noodles is fine. You had breakfast?" asked Deepa, now genuinely feeling hungry and quickly eating the noodles.
"Yeah, I had," said Hanif.
"Can you bring me some ketchup?"
Deepa poured the ketchup on the noodles and devoured the noodles like she had never eaten anything before.
"Water?"
"Yes, stupid of me to not keep a glass of it already," said Hanif and went to the kitchen to bring one.
When he came back to the living room, Deepa was sitting on the table, almost leaning back to lie on it. He was confused as hell about what was going to happen.
"Thanks by the way," said Deepa, drinking the water.
"I've seen some European movies and also there are some weird restaurants in some parts of the world, where they serve you food on a naked person, mostly on naked ladies," continued Deepa, "I don't know why am I explaining all these to you. Can you put some ketchup here?"
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Deepa was pointing at both her nipples from both her hands. Hanif gave her a naughty smile. He was getting less and less shocked by her antics now. He picked up the ketchup packet and squeezed out a thick drop on each of the nipples.
"One here," she pointed at the belly button.
One large drop there too.
"You know where the next drop would go?" said Deepa with a giggle.
Hanif gave one naughty smile and almost formed a landing strip of ketchup on Deepa's crotch.
"Now, just devour and enjoy it," said Deepa, leaning back fully to lie on the table.
"I knew you wouldn't disappoint me," said Hanif unzipping his pants, now only in his tank top and boxers.
"Look who has started talking now," laughed Deepa.
Hanif brought his face near Deepa's who was now lying still like Da Vinci's naked guy on the table. Their eyes gazed at each other for few moments. Hanif then took out of his tongue and licked the ketchup off from one nipple. Deepa almost shivered. He licked off the other nipple as well, and then he gave a smile. He then sucked the ketchup from the belly button, and Deepa until then didn't realise how ticklish her belly button was. She was giggling uncontrollably from the tickle. Now Hanif hovered his face above the landing strip of ketchup near the crotch. Instead of licking it with his tongue, he just touched them with his lips and then went straight to her pussy to devour it.
Deepa felt the inrush of pleasure just as Hanif started eating her pussy out. He then groped her tits and caressed it for a good half minute. Deepa was already getting wet. Hanif stripped off his tank top and the boxers with a raging boner. He penetrated her pussy, something which Deepa had been longing for for the past two days.
"Wait, let me taste it first," said Deepa and she got up.
Hanif sat on the chair and Deepa grabbed his erect cock and stroked it a couple of times before pouring out some ketchup along the length of the cock's shaft. She took all of the cock inside her mouth, then licked off all the ketchup and licked the top of his cock before going for a deep throat. Now Hanif was getting all the pleasure.
She got up after sucking the cock, sat on his lap, flinging her arms around his neck, and started kissing him. Hanif again penetrated her. Hanif grabbed her ass and helped her hump. Deepa kept riding him, with her eyes closed, her hair open and brushing against her shoulders and her tits bouncing with each hump.
"Yes, fuck me harder like a plumber," said Deepa. She almost felt embarrassed about what she said, but she didn't mind it, nor did Hanif.
"You're so sexy Deepa, you're really really hot," said Hanif, who also had his eyes closed.
"Oh my fucking God!" screamed Deepa as she was reaching her orgasm and she grabbed Hanif's hair.
"I'm coming," shouted Hanif.
Deepa knew she didn't want any cum insider her. Even with the orgasmic high, she got up from Hanif's lap and stepped aside and Hanif squirted out his cum, landing on the table and the noodles plate.
"That was quite a long jump," said Deepa and Hanif let out a laugh, panting.
Hanif decided to take a shower after that and Deepa offered him help to clean the dishes. By the time Hanif got out of the shower and got dressed, he received a call from work.
"I have got to go do some plumbing," said Hanif with a chuckle.
"Yes Mr. Plumber," said Deepa.
"Do you wanna go back to your building or stay here?"
"I think I will stay here, I have to wait until Rima comes back in the evening," said Deepa.
"Make yourself comfortable, I might be back late, so help yourself with some rice and daal that I have kept in the kitchen along with some pickles," said Hanif.
Deepa just gave a wave with a shy smile as she was still hesitant about acting romantic with Hanif.
Deepa got bored of staying at Hanif's flat after an hour he left. The bedroom inside was really minimalistic. She sat on the bed for a while, feeling her naked ass against the bedding. The curtain on the window looked so plain, the wardrobe looked old. She walked to the kitchen, and the dishes and other utensils were minimal. It was a complete contrast to Kavya's flat.
"I might have to start living like this if I'm fired from my job," said Deepa to herself.
She started feeling asleep. She wished there was a sofa in the living room she could take nap on.
"I think I can use the bed," thought Deepa and went inside the bedroom and dropped face first on the bed.
"Wow! Her ass is perfect!" said a girl's voice.
Deepa opened her eyes and found her face planted on a pillow. She turned around and found Kavya wearing a face mask standing in the doorway along with Hanif.
"Hey, what time is it?" said Deepa quickly folding her legs and bringing her knees to her chest, covering her nudity. Deepa realised one thing in the past three days, she wasn't comfortable being nude in front of Hanif and Deepa together.
"It's 5 pm, my friend may come back from work anytime soon," said Hanif in a tone of urgency.
"Ok, seems like someone is trying to get rid of me soon," said Deepa, getting out of the bed, still covering her lady parts with her hands.
"No no...it's just..I don't want him to see you like this," said Hanif in a lower voice.
"I'm kidding Hanif, come on, you don't have to take things seriously."
"I must say Ms.Nudie, you do these things deliberately, because you know you get off of wandering around naked," said Kavya to Deepa, handing her Hanif's shirt.
"His shirt is enough to cover my whole body," said Deepa.
"Yes. And your skirt is still stuck on the chandelier, couldn't bring it down at all. Mother left the place just an hour ago," said Kavya, "I have brought a mask for you though."
"Ok," said Deepa looking down at her body to see the shirt reaching just above her knees, as she tied the mask around her face.
"I thought you might bring some clothes for Deepa when I called you and told you about her," said Hanif to Kavya.
"I know she wouldn't help me getting clothed," said Deepa with a chuckle, "It's more of a surprise that she brought me a mask."
Hanif raised his eyebrows and widened his lips, wondering how wild those girls were.
Deepa picked up the dried cum filled hand towel from the living room chair.
"See you soon Hanif," said Deepa as she and Kavya reached the door, "Thank you for the breakfast by the way."
Hanif waved at her and Kavya with a smile.
Walking across the lobby of the Building no.1, Kavya gave a nod to the security guard who was sitting at his desk. The guard looked away from his phone to just look at her. Deepa somehow felt more confident walking with Kavya than with Hanif outside. When they reached their own building, Kavya tapped the reception desk and gave a nod to the security guard, who also gave a nod back.
"What's with your nod?" asked Deepa, "Do they recognise you?"
"They all know me," said Kavya.
Kavya slightly lifted up the hem of the shirt Deepa was wearing from her back, to expose her naked ass, as they were reaching near the lifts. Deepa swiftly hit her hand and pulled the hem of the shirt down.
"What are you doing?" asked Deepa, slightly giggling.
"You didn't greet the guards, perhaps you could greet them in other ways," said Kavya with a chuckle, as they waited for the lift to come down.
"So, your mother finally found the thing she left?" asked Deepa as they both entered the lift.
"Actually, she never figured out what did she actually leave," said Kavya with a chuckle, "We turned the whole flat upside down. She even wanted to check your trolley bags, you know? I had to fight her against opening it."
"There's nothing important in the bags," said Deepa as they stepped out of the lift, reaching their floor and standing in the hallway, "It's just clothes, right?"
"Yeah right, and you don't need the one that you're wearing now too," said Kavya as she started unbuttoning Deepa's shirt.
"Hey what are you doing?" said Deepa giggling though she still let Kavya unclothe her.
Kavya removed the shirt from Deepa and wrapped it around in her arms.
"Now you stand like this with only the mask and the hand towel, fully naked in the hallway," said Kavya.
A lift door opened and both the girls gasped breathless for a moment. It was only Rima. But she was not alone. There was another guy with her. Deepa suddenly got so conscious of her nudity, that she decided to hide behind Kavya, even though they both were of same height.
"Hi Rima!" said Kavya with a wide grin.
"Hi," said Rima with a weak voice and smile as she and the guy stepped out of the lift and the first thing they both noticed was Deepa naked, unsuccessfully hiding behind Kavya.
"Actually I and Deepa were waiting for you," said Kavya, "She locked herself out of the house, without the flat key."
"And without any clothes, just the mask?" asked Rima, looking behind Kavya, as Deepa was clearly visible.
The guy standing beside Rima didn't seem to be too surprised about seeing Deepa naked.
"This is Varun by the way, my boyfriend," said Rima introducing the guy to the girls.
"Hi, you must be Kavya," said the boy Varun stepping forward and shaking a hand with her, "Nirav told me about you."
Varun tilted his head see past Kavya's head. Deepa too, tilted her head sideways.
"And you must be Deepa," said Varun extending his hand for a shake. Deepa too extended her hand from behind Kavya.
"If you remember, I and Nirav were the ones who waved at you from our flat across the street, while you were doing a little dance in your kitchen, in the same outfit."
"Oh yeah, I do remember," said Deepa with a shy laugh.
"You mean this outfit right?" said Kavya stepping away from the front of Deepa, leaving her exposed. Deepa had one hand covering her crotch with the hand towel, while her right hand was still held by Varun.
"I think we should get inside, and start preparing dinner," said Rima.
"I'll help you guys," said Kavya.
But once they got inside the flat, Kavya was keeping Varun company in the living room.
"I have asked her to wear only one piece of clothing for the whole week," said Rima, then she pointed Hanif's shirt to Varun, "I'm not letting her wear this shirt, because it's not hers. She was supposed to wear a skirt for the day. But it's in my flat."
"So now she has to remain totally naked?" asked Varun.
"Yeah," said Kavya, "Hope you don't mind."
"Not at all," said Varun.
Deepa and Rima were preparing the dinner in the kitchen.
"Varun knows about your nudism or exhibitionism or whatever it is," said Rima, not looking at Deepa, as she stirred the gravy.
"I guess Nirav might have told him, and Kavya might have told Nirav," said Deepa in a low voice.
"I tried calling you for about two hours, you know, to tell that Varun is coming to our flat" said Rima with a stern voice.
"But you know right?, I got locked out, without my phone and key."
"Yep, it's fine."
But to Deepa, Rima seemed to be suppressing her anger and disappointment.
The four of them sat together in living room for dinner, Deepa in her naked state and Varun having trouble concentrating between his food and Deepa's free breasts. Rima was constantly noticing her boyfriend checking out Deepa and had a smothering look in her eyes. Deepa also noticed the look of jealousy in Rima.
"We could have used some beer or wine, but everything is closed in this lockdown you know," said Varun, "Apparently, alcohol is not an essential item."
"Yeah, even cakes and pizzas are not essential apparently," said Kavya, "Hey Deepa, can you get us some pickle? I guess you have some."
Deepa was hesitant to get up naked in front of Varun.
"You can find it easily in the kitchen shelf," said Deepa hesitantly.
"C'mon, I'll take longer time to search for it," said Kavya.
Deepa reluctantly got up and tried covering her naked ass with one hand as she walked towards the kitchen. Both Kavya and Rima noticed Varun checking out Deepa's ass long enough till she entered the kitchen.
"She remains naked like this all the time? 24 by 7?" asked Varun once Deepa was out of sight.
"Quite sexy right?" said Kavya.
"Yeah," said Varun with a chuckle and then he turned his face towards Rima who was obviously fuming.
"Varun, let's get inside my room. I told you it's not the best idea to come to my flat now," said Rima getting up, "Kavya, I hope you don't mind if Deepa stays with you tonight, as your mother has left your flat."
"Yeah, why not?" said Kavya shrugging her shoulders.
By the time Deepa got back with the pickle jar, Varun and Rima had left the living room.
"They got horny I guess," said Kavya replying to Deepa's questioned look.
After finishing the dinner and washing their respective dirty dishes, Kavya asked Deepa to come to her flat. Deepa followed her and crossed the hallway naked and as they entered Kavya's flat, the whole interior looked raided. The sofa covers and pillows were lying on the carpeted floor. Even the carpet seemed to be curled up at the edges.
"That's how crazy my mother is," said Kavya.
Deepa looked up at the chandelier to find her skirt still hanging there.
"She did ask me whose skirt was that, so small and unwearable. I had to tell her it was just a torn piece of cloth used for dusting and cleaning," said Kavya.
She wrapped her hands around Deepa and grabbed her ass from both her hands.
"You and I are alone together the whole night Ms.Nudie," said Kavya.
The big convertible bed sofa in the living room became the spot of comfort that night as both Deepa and Kavya jumped on it, naked, locking their bodies with each other; caressing, kissing, licking, pinching, groping, sucking each other; enjoying the special joy and pleasure of each other's bodies.
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ONLY ONE PIECE OF CLOTHING CH. 07
A gathering and a sexual truth or dare.Author's note: This is the final installment in the series 'Only One Piece of Clothing'. 'Clothes Are Not Dry Yet' is a kind of introduction to the series.
This might be my last story for some time as I'm busy with some other stuffs in my life. I might publish some standalone stories - once in a blue moon - involving characters from this series. I thank all the readers who followed the series and expressed their views in the comments. I have written a quick recap with some captions for each character, as this story has the largest number of characters used in the series. Though, I would still recommend to read the previous parts of this series.
Quick Recap: Deepa is alone in her flat in Mumbai, as her roommates have gone to their respective hometowns during the Covid - 19 lockdown. She runs out of clean clothes one day, and enjoys being naked in her flat and discovers she likes flashing strangers. Kavya, her opposite door neighbour, finds out her exhibitionist tendencies, and makes her wear only one piece of clothing for a whole week. Deepa engages in various mini-adventures with her limited options of clothing throughout the week, and her roomate Rima, who comes back to the flat in the same week, also discovers her exhibitionist side. In the previous part, Deepa slept in Kavya's flat, as Rima and her boyfriend had the flat for themselves for the night.
Deepa - The exhibitionist-in-progress.
Kavya - Deepa's opposite door neighbour, her sexual (or romantic) lover, a full time exhibitionist in her college days.
Hanif - A plumber, the first stranger whom Deepa flashes deliberately, also her sexual (or romantic) lover.
Rima - Deepa's roommate, usually polite, annoyed with Deepa for being naked in front of her boyfriend.
Varun - Rima's boyfriend, mischievous, easily gets horny.
Nirav - Kavya's sexual partner off-page, loves Kavya, but the feeling isn't mutual. Also, Varun's roommate.
Disclaimer: All the characters in this story are above 18 years of age.
Deepa was still sound asleep, totally naked, with her breasts rising up and down with each breath, in the sofa convertible bed, when she heard the doorbell ring. She was struggling to open her eyes and get up from the comfortable sofa to get the door. But, she was in Kavya's flat and Kavya opened the door.
"Hi Kavya," came a guy's voice.
"What the hell are you doing here Nirav?" said Kavya, "It's so early in the morning."
"It's 8 am," said the guy named Nirav, "Can I get inside?"
"Hey, Deepa is also here. Promise me one thing, you won't act wild if you see her," said Kavya.
"You think I'm some kind of a perv," said Nirav, "I don't deny that I might a creep but I don't misbehave."
By the time Nirav and Kavya entered the living room, Deepa had opened her eyes. She sensed their presence. She got up from her back on the sofa-cum-bed and brought her knees together with her chest.
"Hi... Deepa," said Nirav, a tall guy wearing a pair of jeans, and a thick hoodie T-shirt, which was quite heavy for the Mumbai summer. He looked handsome and soft natured to Deepa.
"Hi," said Deepa, just raising her wrist to wave at him, not even lifting her chin that she rested on her knees.
"You want some tea or what?" asked Kavya looking at both of them.
"No," said Deepa.
"Tea for me," said Nirav.
Kavya just frowned at him after he answered. Nirav occupied a seat on the sofa beside the convertible one.
"So Deepa, glad to finally meet you," said Nirav with a smile.
Something about Nirav was different, at least different from Rima's boyfriend Varun. Nirav seemed to be warm and welcoming to her.
"I guess you have seen me naked before," said Deepa, with a slight smile.
"Yeah, but the view was from across the street," said Nirav, almost feeling shy, "Varun was also with me."
"I met him, he had dinner with us last night," said Deepa.
"Yeah, I know, he's in your flat," said Nirav, "But he and Rima seem to be sleeping. They aren't opening the door. I have met Rima once or twice before."
"Ok," said Deepa.
There was a couple of minutes of silence, as they both didn't seem to have anything else to talk about. Deepa felt some strain in her body by staying at the same position. She finally let go of her knees from her chest and sat with folded legs, and she used her hands to cover her bare tits.
"Thank you for giving us your flat for a few hours that day," said Deepa.
"What?"
"Oh! I thought you knew about Hanif...I and Kavya visited your flat the day before yesterday?"
"Oh yes, day before yesterday," said Nirav, snapping his fingers, "It's nothing. Kavya had requested, how could I deny? And Varun was already in the office. I just disappeared from my flat to give you all some privacy."
Deepa found Nirav to be adorable and almost a dork.
"Here's your tea," said Kavya handing Nirav the tea, "And what's the plan today?"
"To spend time with you," said Nirav, taking a sip.
Kavya turned her face to Deepa and rolled her eyes. Deepa just shrugged her shoulders with widened lips.
"Hey Nirav, can you bring down that skirt?" asked Deepa pointing to the skirt hanging on the chandelier.
"What skirt," said Nirav, keeping the cup of tea on the table and then turning around to see the short white skirt. He got up and with a slight jump he was able to grab the white skirt.
"Whose skirt is this? Yours?" asked Nirav, looking at the skirt and then throwing it at Deepa.
"Yes," said Deepa catching the skirt.
"Not for today though," said Kavya, snatching the skirt away from Deepa, "This was supposed to be worn yesterday."
"So what's my costume today?"
Kavya threw at Deepa her kitchen apron.
"Well this is a surprise," said Deepa, slowly getting up and displaying her full frontal nudity to Nirav for the first time. Nirav, not wasting a single moment to even blink his eyes, had a good look at her lady parts. Deepa then tied laces of the apron around her neck and waist.
"Why so?" asked Kavya.
"All these days, you have been giving me the shortest skirts and shorts, midriff shirts, or just underwear. But today, you give me the most covering piece of clothing in the whole week yet," said Deepa.
She looked down at her body, the apron covered her breasts, with only a slight cleavage visible, but also letting out a good view of her side-boobs. The hem of the apron was just below her pussy, and gave a good view of her thighs.
"This was the costume in which you first showed me your bare ass," said Kavya.
Deepa remembered the day, it was just over a week ago or more. Deepa had bent over to get a carton of milk for Kavya in her kitchen and had inadvertently shown her naked ass to her.
"Let me try knocking my flat door and see if Rima is awake now," said Deepa to Nirav, getting the hand towel that Kavya was stretching to her, "I too need to get fresh."
"You forgot your flat key again, didn't you?" said Kavya.
"Nah, I deliberately left it," said Deepa with a chuckle.
Nirav was intrigued to know how Deepa would cross the hallway to her flat, especially when her bare ass was exposed in the apron. But it seemed like Deepa didn't mind showing her naked ass at all. She opened the door, didn't even use the hand towel to cover her ass, looked at both the directions to check if the hallway was empty, then she walked the few steps to reach her flat door.
Nirav also followed her.
"Oye, where do you think you're going?" asked Kavya, standing at the doorway of her flat.
Both Nirav and Deepa turned around. Nirav was standing at the middle of the hallway.
"I need to see that fucker Varun. Dude has got my earphones with him," said Nirav.
Kavya felt that it was a lie.
Deepa turned to her flat door again and rang the doorbell.
"Hey Deepa, aren't you afraid someone might show up in the hallway, people from other flats?" said Nirav, constantly looking at other closed flat doors in the hallway floor and then at the direction of the lift. He even looked at Deepa's ass for a moment.
"It's like no one lives in this floor, or this building," said Deepa, ringing the doorbell one more time, "Also, you're with me, so you can cover my ass, literally."
There was a sound of someone opening the latch of the flat door from inside. As Deepa expected, it was Rima. It looked like Rima was wearing just a T-shirt. Deepa realised it was Varun's T-shirt that he had worn the previous evening. Rima just nodded at Deepa to get inside.
"Hi Rima," said Nirav.
"Oh," said Rima, who was obviously sleepy and didn't realise that Nirav was standing at the door behind Deepa. She got conscious about wearing just a T-shirt in front of him and began stretching the hem of the shirt down to cover her upper thighs.
"I didn't see you through peephole of the door, only Deepa was visible," said Rima with a fake laugh.
"Yeah no probs, can I get inside?" said Nirav.
Rima nodded and as she turned around she was pulling down the back of the shirt to hide her back thighs.
"I'll wake Varun up," said Rima, "Deepa, please use the common bathroom for now?"
"Sure," said Deepa.
Deepa and Nirav were standing in the middle of the living room, and Nirav just looked around at the room.
"There's nothing fancy here like Kavya's chandelier," said Deepa.
"Oh..no it's fine," said Nirav, "You have seen my flat - it's even more minimalistic."
"Hey Nirav, can you untie my apron?" asked Deepa.
"What?" said Nirav, shocked for a moment, trying to register in his mind what Deepa had just requested.
"Untie the apron, I need to get fresh in the bathroom," said Deepa as she turned her back to him.
Nirav couldn't get enough of Deepa's naked ass for the past few minutes, but he still went for the knot at the back of her neck first.
"I meant the one around my waist," said Deepa.
Nirav looked down at the cute apron knot tied just above Deepa's cute ass. He delicately tried to untie the knot, but his huge hands accidentally touched the skin above Deepa's asscrack.
"It's untied," said Nirav.
"Thanks," said Deepa as she took off the apron walked to the common bathroom with her hand towel. Nirva did have a flaccid boner protruding against the tight pair of jeans he was wearing.
"I'm such a slut, ain't I?" thought Deepa while she was in the bathroom, performing her morning ablutions.
Deepa just masturbated during the shower to finish the arousal she just got by seducing Nirav. As she got out of the bathroom and dried herself with the hand towel, she found the living room crowded.
Rima and Varun were sitting on the small sofa. Varun was holding Rima's hands and Rima was sitting cross-legged beside him, wearing a sleeveless top and a mini skirt. Deepa had never seen Rima wear something so exposing before. Meanwhile Kavya and Nirav were sitting in the chairs, next to each other, looking at their phones.
"Hey, Ms.Nudie!" said Kavya.
Everyone in the room had their eyes at Deepa now. Varun gave out a mischievous smile. He quickly took out his phone and clicked a photo, while Deepa was still showing her whole naked body to everyone, with the hand towel being useless in her hand.
"Hey, can you delete that photo?" said Deepa as she quickly covered her pussy with the hand towel and covered her boobs with her other arm.
Varun clicked a few photos of Deepa's covered position too.
"Hey, we're just friends here," said Varun, now looking at the photos, "It's just a memory to capture."
"Dude, I think it's better to delete the photo, you can't keep it without her consent," said Nirav.
Varun didn't answer to Nirav's request as he seemed to be zooming the photos on his phone.
Deepa was mad at Rima not saying anything to Varun.
"Take a seat Nudie," said Kayva, pointing at an empty chair, "I will take care of the photo, don't worry. Let me keep the wet towel somewhere else."
Kavya took the hand towel from Deepa, who hesitant to part from it, and placed it on a small round table at the corner of the room.
Deepa walked slowly and sat in the chair. She then crossed her legs to cover the crotch, and folded her hands to cover the boobs. She was sitting right opposite to the sofa where Rima and Varun were seated, across the small rectangular table.
"So, what's this? Some kind of gathering?" asked Varun as he was done looking at the photos he had taken.
"I don't know, don't you guys have to go to the office?" asked Nirav.
Varun looked at Rima.
"We decided to take a leave today," said Rima, in a low voice, as if she almost regretted taking the leave.
"Woohoo! It's gonna be fun!" said Kavya, "We can have some kind of game or party."
"Yayyy...", said Nirav awkwardly raising his fists in the air. Varun too mocked a slight fist punch in the air. Kavya was not amused by Nirav's actions.
"We're gonna stay here and chat together, have fun together," said Kavya, "Honestly, this is the best day after a long time since the pandemic lockdown."
Deepa wasn't sure what Kavya had in her mind. Deepa wasn't really a people's person. A group of more than four didn't really make her enthusiastic. Especially in her naked state. Exhibitionism was alright for few minutes, even a tease of it in the public, but being naked for the whole day in front of these many people was dreadful for her. But then she forgot one thing.
"Your apron," said Rima, as she raised her right butt to pull out the apron that she had been sitting on.
She threw it on her, almost hitting her face. No one found it deliberate, but Deepa felt that Rima was aiming at her head. She wore the apron being seated in the chair. The only person of problem in the whole room for her seemed to be Varun, who wouldn't stop staring at her. The apron did give her some relief.
"We are forgetting Deepa's lover Hanif in this gathering," said Kavya.
Deepa didn't feel elated or dejected at the mention his name. Though she did feel she could feel some comfort if he was around. Kavya called Hanif and asked him to come over to Deepa's flat. She then got up to prepare some breakfast along with Deepa in the kitchen. Nirav voluntarily followed both of them to the kitchen.
"I think we should have left Rima and Varun alone. We could let them have the flat for a day," said Deepa as she was slicing the tomatoes for the sandwiches.
Kavya did give some thought about it.
"Hey Nirav, could you bring the die that I have kept in the top drawer of my living room?" said Kavya, handing him her flat key.
"As you wish ma'am", said Nirav as he vanished from there in a second.
"I would have left them alone, if this clinger hadn't arrived here," said Kavya, pointing at the doorway with the knife.
"Just because you wanna avoid Nirav, you can't ruin Rima's and Varun's day and my day, can you?" asked Deepa, "That creep took my photo, and I feel uncomfortable even if I stay clothed in front of him."
"Look dear, first of all, own your nudity" said Kavya, "The hell will he have the audacity to misuse the photos he has taken. I'm thinking of dealing with it."
Nirav returned in no time with a big die in his hand.
As Kavya, Deepa and Nirav were setting up the table for breakfast, with Deepa's nude ass sticking out while she carefully placed cups of tea on the small table, there was a ring of doorbell.
"Let me get the door," said Deepa.
As expected, it was Hanif, who was called by Kavya.
"Hi," said Hanif, raising his hand and quickly putting it down.
Even after having sex together twice, Deepa and Hanif couldn't greet each other properly and felt awkward when they met.
"Yoohoo, it's the lover boy," said Kavya as Deepa and Hanif entered the living room.
Hanif and everyone else in the living room waved a 'hi' to each other. Deepa pulled out a chair for Hanif and handed him a plate of sandwich.
"Wow, I really don't eat breakfasts, even on a working day, and here we are having a breakfast feast on a day off for everyone," said Varun, munching and chewing the sandwich loudly.
"Are you having a day off?" Nirav asked Hanif.
"Not really though, I might have to go rightaway if I get some calls for plumbing work," said Hanif.
"That's not okay," said Kavya, "You should get some time off. Don't your agency have other plumbers working in shifts and turns?"
"It's Friday today, and a day shift for me," said Hanif.
"Give me your agencies number," said Nirav.
"Why?" asked Hanif apprehensively.
"Just give no, let me make you free for today" said Nirav.
"Hello," said Nirav on the phone call with the plumbing agency and informed them that there were multiple leaks in the bathroom with Deepa's flat address.
Hanif immediately got a call from the agency to fix the leakages in Deepa's flat.
"I'm impressed," said Kavya looking at Nirav. Nirav gave a broad smile to Kavya.
"But, it doesn't work that way right," said Hanif, still speaking in a hesitant low voice to everyone, "Sorry, but I still have to take into account the billing of the work and submit it to my agency."
"That's not a problem, we all will pay you to stay in the house today with us," said Nirav.
Rima clearly wasn't very amused.
Deepa, Kavya and Nirav began clearing the plates from the table. Hanif too helped them in removing the plates. He even began to wash one.
"Leave it for now Hanif," said Kavya, "We will wash them later."
Now all the six were seated in the living room. Kavya adjusted herself beside Varun on the congested sofa. Deepa and Hanif were sitting in the opposite sides to each other. Nirav was sitting opposite to the sofa.
"So...what are we gonna do now?" asked Varun, "What is the plan for the activity of this gathering?"
Kavya inserted her hands under her T-shirt and then took out the die.
"How long was it in your bra?" asked Rima.
"Now I have been trying to play some game for quite some time," said Kavya ignoring Rima's question, "Only thing stopping me from doing so was of course lack of people to play the game. Now, I have got the perfect number of people to play the game. It's kind of like strip poker, but well, we don't have a deck of cards and I don't really know how to play poker, so this is, strip die rolls?"
"What? A stripping game," interjected Rima.
"I haven't finished yet," said Kavya, "We are essentially gonna play a game of truth or dare. And man this is gonna be exciting. You gotta ask sexual questions or do sexual dares. If you refuse to do any of those, you have to strip a piece of clothing. If the questions you ask are answered and the dares you give are completed, you gotta strip a piece of clothing. And no, socks or shoes are not part of clothing, neither are earrings, wrist watches or any jewellery items or accessories. There is no escape from this. I'm not kidding, I'm gonna lock the door, if anyone tries to run away."
"But, I don't really like Truth or Dare," said Nirav.
Kavya just frowned at him, but let him continue his words.
"I mean, I like the Dare part. But the problem is you can't really tell if the person is telling the Truth when you ask him a question."
"He's got a fair point though," said Varun.
"Ok, how about this?" said Kavya contemplating about it for a while, "Let the questions be just 'Yes' or 'No' types and the answer better be fast. If the person asking the question feels that there has been a delay in the 'Yes' or 'No' answer or the answer is not truthful enough, everyone else could vote on it. And if the person answering is found to be hesitant on answering, he or she will have to strip according to his own wishes. If the person answers confidently, and everyone agrees to the answer, the person who asked the question has to strip a piece of clothing. The last person with the last stitch of clothing is gonna be the winner."
"In that case, isn't Deepa already a loser. She only has an apron to strip to lose," asked Nirav.
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"Well I might not be wearing my panties, so it makes only three pieces of clothing for me," said Kavya, "You boys might be wearing an undershirt beneath your T-shirt and then a vest inside it. Of course, it's not a fair game, and Deepa might be the most disadvantageous one, but I hope Deepa is fine with that."
"What's the prize for this game?" asked Deepa.
"Uh, a kiss from me," said Kavya with a chuckle.
"That I can get anyhow, so yeah, it's fine for me," said Deepa.
"Woah, then I really gotta win this game," said Nirav getting excited.
"Can I ask something?" said Hanif, "How's the die gonna decide, who's gonna get the questions or dares and who is going to ask the question or give the dare?"
"So, each turn will have two rolls of die: first roll will determine who is gonna get asked or get the dare, the second roll will determine the person asking the question or giving the dare. Let's have the number assigned based on how we are seated," said Kavya and looked around, "Let's start with lovely Ms.Nudie Deepa. One is Deepa, Two is Rima, Three is Varun, Four is me, Five is Hanif and Six is Nirav. So guys, you all are ready. If both the rolls in a turn shows up the same number on the die - surprise, surprise the person with that number has to strip. Everyone person is gonna get a chance to roll the die."
Kavya handed Deepa the die to roll. Deepa shook the die inside the lock of her hands and then rolled it on the table.
First roll - 2 - Rima.
Deepa rolled it again.
Second roll - 1 - Deepa.
Rima looked slightly nervous and she took a heavy breath as she looked at Deepa.
"What's it gonna be Deepa?" asked Kavya.
Deepa thought it better to ask Rima a question.
"Truth," said Deepa.
"Remember, the questions have to be sexual in nature," said Kavya.
"When was the last time you masturbated?" asked Deepa.
"Hey! This is against the rules, she was supposed to ask a 'yes' or 'no' type question," said Rima, looking at Kavya.
"Rima is right Deepa," said Kavya nodding her head.
"Ok, did you give Varun a blowjob in the past 24 hours?"
"What?" shouted Rima.
Deepa was herself shocked that she blurted out this question. But she couldn't help thinking that Rima and Varun had had sex last night in her room. So she asked her about blowjob.
"Time is up Rima, take off a piece of clothing," said Kavya.
"Aah, I'm understanding the game now," said Nirav.
Deepa was felling slightly sorry about making Rima lose.
"What's it gonna be babe?" asked Varun, who looked excited about the fact that Rima was gonna be undressing in front of everyone.
"To be noted, socks or shoes don't count as clothes in this game, you guys can keep the socks or shoes even if you're naked to the bare ass," said Kavya.
Her comments really didn't matter as all the girls and Varun were barefoot. Only Nirav and Hanif were wearing socks.
Rima slowly lifted her butt to pull down her short skirt. It didn't require much pulling down to notice that she was wearing a thong instead of an underwear. She took off the skirt and used it to hide her overly exposed lap.
"Ah huh...throw the skirt to the corner or far away from you," said Kavya.
Rima threw it at the corner of the room nearest to her. The tiny thong only covered her crotch, and it looked as if it was her pubes. She still covered her hands with her crotch.
"It's your turn to roll, Rima," said Kavya giving her the die.
Rima didn't shake the die enough as she had to temporarily remove her hand exposing her thong-crotch, before she rolled it on the table.
First roll - 3 - Varun.
Second roll - 6 - Nirav.
Both the boys felt awkward now. Varun, who seemed to be enthusiastic in the beginning, was timid now.
"Seems like the die is pitting roommates against each other," commented Kavya.
"So, I have to ask or dare him something right, not the other way around?" asked Nirav.
"Yep," said Kavya.
"I dare you to kiss Rima in front of us right now," said Nirav.
Varun seemed relaxed and okay with it.
"That's not enough dare," said Kavya, "How is it sexual in nature?"
"Come on! It's sexual, what else do you want?" said Varun.
"I don't mind, it's indeed sexual though, but it's fine," said Rima.
"Ok, but Varun and Rima, make it sexual," said Kavya.
Varun grabbed Rima and planted a deep kiss and Rima too seemed to be lost in his lips. It felt like both were gonna suck the life out of each other. Then, Rima began to caressing Varun's crotch and there was visible erection through Varun's jeans in the crotch area in no time. Varun too slid his hands inside Rima's top and began to caress one of her boobs. They both were oblivious about the fact that Kavya was recording their act on her phone.
"Woah dude, that's enough. It's not an orgy here," said Nirav.
As soon as they stopped kissing, Rima felt ashamed and quickly covered her thong-crotch with her hands again. Kavya too quickly stopped recording.
"All right, the dare was done, and I have to strip something. I'm gonna take off my pants," said Nirav as he got up and stripped off his pair of jeans. He was wearing a big pair of boxers which covered much of his thighs and Deepa was slightly disappointed to find a large covering boxers.
Varun rolled the die next.
First roll - 6 - Nirav.
Second roll - 4 - Kavya.
"Yeah, it's the disagreement couple now," commented Varun.
"Give me a challenging dare babe," said Nirav.
"Did you masturbate in the last 24 hours?" asked Kavya ignoring his suggestion.
"Yes of course," said Nirav, "Come on, I was expecting something wild from you. And you ask me such a tame question."
Everyone was actually slightly disappointed in Kavya and surprised too. She casually took off her T-shirt. She was wearing a bra underneath it.
Kavya continued to roll the next round.
First roll - 6 - Nirav.
"Woah, seems like fate wants me to have another fun round," said Nirav staring at Kavya.
Second roll - 5 - Hanif.
"Come on bro, you gotta give me something challenging," said Nirav looking at Hanif, "Don't do what Kavya did in the last round."
Hanif was happy to receive such a friendly talk from Nirav. But he wasn't sure what task he wanted Nirav to give.
"Come on Hanif, it's just a game, don't listent to Nirav," said Kavya, "Just ask him to show his dick or something."
Everyone laughed at it, even Nirav.
"Ok, I have a good dare," said Hanif and everyone was intent on hearing him, "Go to a flat door in this floor and knock only in your socks - nothing else but only in your pair of socks."
"Woah, that's cruel dude," said Varun.
"Hey, it's fine," said Nirav, "But the thing is, I refuse to do this dare, in that way, I only have to take off one piece of clothing."
Everyone heaved a sigh of disappointment. Deepa and even Kavya too were expecting Nirav to go full nude and go out in the hallway only in his socks.
"I'm taking off my shirt," said Nirav.
Nirav took of his heavy hoodie shirt, but he wasn't wearing anything underneath it. So effectively, he was bare chested now. His body was not the best toned, but he still looked better without a shirt. Nirav was only in his boxers and socks now. Kavya almost felt embarrassed by Nirav's near naked state and slightly blushed by looking at him.
Hanif rolled the die next.
First roll - 5 - Hanif.
Second roll - 5 - Hanif.
"Yes, more lesser clothed men required here," said Kavya, clenching her fists.
"What are you gonna strip Hanif?" asked Varun.
"My shirt," said Hanif as he was about to unbutton it.
"Hey, please take off your pants," said Deepa.
Now, Hanif couldn't deny Deepa's request. He slowly unbelted and unzipped his pair of jeans without getting up from the chair and pull down the jeans and threw it at a corner.
"Y'all guys should look Hanif's penis once, I'm sure he's gonna be naked way before anyone else," said Kavya.
Nirav rolled next.
First roll - 1 - Deepa.
Second roll - 3 - Varun.
Deepa was actually nervous now, and even Rima felt an increase in her heartbeat. They were expecting some kind of mischievous dare from him.
"Ok, have you flashed more than 5 people by now?" asked Varun, looking around the room.
"Yes," said Deepa.
"When I say flashed, I mean you have showed your cunt too," repeated Varun.
"Yes," said Deepa.
"I don't believe this girl, what's the consensus?" said Varun looking around.
Everyone sort of nodded, even Nirav and Rima, even though they were not really sure about it.
"What?" Varun was bewildered.
"I have flashed more than five people," said Deepa, shrugging her shoulders.
"All right, gotta take off my T-shirt," said Varun, as he swiftly removed his T-shirt. He too hadn't worn an undergarment, and was bare chested now.
Deepa noticed that Varun was well built and well toned and looked a lot sexier bare chested. She noticed that Rima almost looked thirsted after looking at shirtless Varun. She understood Varun's appeal now. He looked like a typical college-going-chocolate-boy-Bollywood-hero, with his unkempt hair.
Deepa rolled the next round.
First roll - 1 - Deepa.
Second roll - 6 - Nirav.
"Oh, Deepa who is already scantily dressed, I have to dare you," said Nirav in a playful way.
Deepa almost didn't feel any kind of fear now, she felt Nirav's dare was gonna be playful.
"Sit on Hanif's lap for a whole minute," said Nirav.
"Yeah," shouted both Varun and Kavya and even Rima seemed excited.
Hanif almost looked like a panicked virgin who was gonna see a naked woman for the first time. Deepa got up from her chair, showed everyone her naked ass, and sat across Hanif's lap. She wrapped her left arm around his neck. Nirav had set the timer on his phone to one minute.
"This is the best game you have invented Kavya," said Nirav as he looked at pantless Hanif almost shaking his legs as Deepa remained seated on his lap with her naked ass.
"Thank you," said Kavya, smiling at Nirav for the first time.
After a minute was over, Deepa got up from Hanif's lap and everyone could see Hanif's hard erection through his tight white underwear. He tried to pull the hem of his shirt to hide the boner, but the shirt was not long enough.
It only meant one thing now, Nirav was gonna be naked. Nirav was actually looking nervous for the first time. He inserted one hand inside his boxers to cup his balls and penis and he pulled down the boxers and kicked it away from his legs. He sat with both his hands covering his crotch. Kavya was really feeling shy now, seeing a naked Nirav right in front of him, and she tried avoiding to look at his crotch.
It was Rima's turn to roll the die.
First Roll - 4 - Kavya.
Second Roll - 2 - Rima.
"I dare you to give a handjob to Nirav," said Rima.
Everyone was shocked but curious at the same time, especially Kavya. Even Nirav was bewildered at the dare.
"I'd rather go nude than do that in front of everyone," said Kavya as she pulled down her skirt, revealing her naked crotch as she wasn't wearing any panties. Varun, who was sitting beside her, couldn't stop staring at her naked pussy. Kavya caught Varun looking directly there and she covered it with her hand.
"Hey, you wanna bury your face there?" snapped Kavya.
"What?" said Varun, quickly looking away.
Deepa liked Kavya's response to Varun.
Varun rolled the die next.
First roll - 5 - Hanif.
Seconf roll - 5 - Hanif.
Everyone laughed right after the second roll. Hanif unbuttoned his shirt and threw it at the corner. He was only in his tight white underwear now, his boner was flaccid.
Kavya rolled the die.
First roll - 4 - Kavya.
Second roll - 3 - Varun.
"I dare you to give a blowjob to Nirav," said Varun with a smirk.
Kavya was mad at Varun, as she still covered her pussy with her hands. She kept thinking for a minute.
"You can always get naked," said Varun.
"Nah, come on Nirav, show me your dick," said Kavya as she got up from the sofa and then forcefully dragged Nirav's chair to give her some floor space to get on her knees. Nirav was still shocked by the dare, as Kavya removed his hands from his crotch. It was already erect.
"Seems like you were excited for a long time," said Kavya.
"As soon as you lost your skirt," said Nirav.
Kavya stroked his penis to make it even more harder and then shoved it right in her mouth and began to suck it. Nirav couldn't believe it was happening and everyone was shocked too. Both Varun and Hanif got boners by seeing Kavya suck Nirav's dick inside her mouth, though Hanif's boner was more visible through his underwear.
After a few moments, Kavya took out the penis from her mouth.
"Your dare didn't say about finishing his dick, or do you want his cum on my mouth?" said Kavya.
Varun promptly began unzipping his pants. As he pulled down his pants, everybody saw the tightest and shortest underwear a man could wear, though it was technically not a thong. It was quite evident that he had especially worn it for Rima. And he couldn't really put his boner inside the short underwear as it began to protrude up the waistband and his balls too were getting visible. Kavya swiftly reached for her phone across the table from the sofa and quickly clicked a photo of Varun in the tight underwear. He instantly covered his crotch with his hands, which covered much better than his underwear.
Both Kavya and Deepa felt small satisfaction by seeing Varun in that state.
Kavya sat beside him, constantly looking at his hand covered crotch. Varun seemed to be uncomfortable, especially with the boner trying to get out of his underwear.
Hanif rolled the die next.
First roll - 3 - Varun
Second roll - 2 - Rima
"Huh, it's the lovebirds now," said Nirav now, whose flaccid penis was still dripping with some precum, as he forgot to cover his penis.
Rima felt awkward about Varun covering his crotch with a tight underwear, though she liked seeing him in that last night.
"I dare you to take off your underwear," said Rima.
Varun was shocked.
"What? You can't give me a stripping dare, because I have to strip anyhow if I refuse," said Varun.
"It's not against the rules, besides, Rima also has to strip if you complete the dare," said Kavya with a smirk, almost forgetting to cover her crotch.
"Come on honey, you're feeling uncomfortable in that undie," said Rima.
Varun used his one hand to cover his crotch, and with the other hand, he pulled the underwear down. Kavya almost gave a big clap. Rima too had to strip as Varun had completed her dare, and to everyone's surprise, she wasn't wearing a bra underneath her sleeveless top.
"I knew that you weren't wearing a bra," commented Kavya, "That's the reason I couldn't see a bra strap from your sleeveless top."
It was a phenomenal morning for Deepa till now, except the sudden click of photo that Varun took. She looked around the table. Rima was almost naked, as her thong was lost with her folded legs. Varun too was really uncomfortable as his hands seemed to be attached to his naked crotch. Kavya was bottomless, but she didn't bother covering herself. Hanif, somehow looked more sexier in his tight undies and the flaccid boner, and Nirav, whom she had met for the first time this morning, was instantly naked too, and he too didn't bother covering his flaccid dick, which was both unpleasant, but fine at the same time.
Nirav rolled the die next.
First roll - 1 - Deepa.
Second roll - 5 - Hanif.
"Aha...the secret lovers now," said Nirav, as his penis kept flapping with his excited body movement.
"I dare you to get a thing from Kavya's house and bring it here, naked," said Hainf with a smile.
"Dude, you call that a dare?" asked Nirav who decided to cover his penis with one hand, "I saw her cross the hallway from Kavya's flat to this flat in the same outfit that she's wearing now."
"But she has to do it naked now, she can wear her apron back once she completes the dare," said Hanif.
"Oh, Hanif, you too want to be naked with the rest of the boys," said Deepa, as she stood up and untied her apron, once again blessing everyone the view of her beautiful naked body, which no one could get enough of.
She strutted more fluidly to shake her butt as she was about to leave the flat.
"What should I bring from your flat?" Deepa asked Kavya.
"Your skirt, I think I have left it in the living room," said Kavya as she handed her the flat door key.
As soon as Deepa left the room, Kavya got up from her seat, picking up her phone again, and began taking photos of everyone around the table in the living room from all angles and corners.
"What are you doing Kavya?" screamed Rima as she covered herself even further by crossing her legs and hugging herself tightly to cover her tits.
"Bitch, you crazy?" said Varun, who tried to cover his already hand covered crotch by crossing his legs.
Hanif and Nirav didn't protest much, mostly because they were stunned.
"I'm gonna use this as a tool if you guys refuse to do further rounds of the game," said Kavya after taking the pics and taking her seat on the sofa though she was only pointing to Varun, "And Varun, you have to delete Deepa's photos now, or else the photo that I took of you with your tight undie, would be famous online."
Varun gave Kavya his phone unlocked and Kavya quickly deleted Deepa's photos.
"Please delete our photos from your phone too," said Rima.
"I will, once the game is over," said Kavya and she sat down on the sofa.
She was sitting beside Varun, but he still didn't make any effort to reach her phone across her thighs.
It took even less than a minute for Deepa to get inside Kavya's flat, find the skirt lying on the sofa of the living room and cross the hallway. She didn't bother checking if anyone was around in the hallway. She was kind of disappointed. She had never expected the hallway to be this deserted ever.
As she entered the living room of her flat, she threw the skirt on Hanif's lap.
"You can use this as cover while you strip off your underwear," said Deepa as she sat back on her chair, though she didn't bother wearing the apron again, she just used it cover her lap.
Hanif did use the skirt cover himself while stripping off his underwear and pushing it away from him. Kavya snatched the skirt away from his lap and Hanif quickly covered his crotch.
Deepa took the die and rolled it.
First roll - 2 - Rima
Second roll - 4 - Kavya.
"Aha, the only people left with any piece of clothing now," said Nirav.
"Hey, I haven't lost yet," reminded Deepa, "Though I feel too lazy to wear this apron again.'
"Come on dear, we both know how this is gonna end," said Kavya to Rima.
"I think I know what you want me to do," said Rima.
"Well, strip and masturbate in front of us," said Kavya.
Everybody was stunned. Deepa felt that Kavya was joking.
"What? I thought you would ask me only to strip. In that case, we would both be naked."
"Well, there's no spice in asking you to strip naked, your thong is as good as thin air for covering your pussy. And remember, the game was about sexual dare or truth, and I can give any dare I want," said Kavya, "Besides, I'm gonna definitiely gonna take off my bra, if you complete the dare."
"There's no need for you to do this dare honey, no need to listen to this freak girl," said Varun looking at Kavya.
"Yeah Nudie boy, remeber who has the photo of you in a tight underwear barely holding your boner," said Kavya.
Rima was slightly mad at her. But suprisingly, she didn't protest further. She proceeded to take off her thin thong, which actually was her last piece of covering, as it revealed a clean shaven smooth pussy, glistening with sweat, as it had been tightly covered with the thong. The thong rolled down her smooth naked legs into a thin elastic band by the time it reached her feet. She was obviously conscious of her naked body, as she quickly covered her pussy and her tits and then tried to cover her ass by exposing her smooth pussy again and moving her hands back and forth to cover either her ass or pussy, even though no one had a clear view of her ass.
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Deepa was mesmerised by Rima's naked body. Even though she had been Rima's roommate for a couple of years, she had never seen Rima naked at all, not even her bare tits, let alone a good view of her pussy or ass.
Even though Rima kept fingering her pussy, tried pinching her own nipples and squeezing her tits, she didn't feel any kind of arousal. But she ultimately did the unthinkable, she sat down on the sofa, grabbed Varun's hand and placed it on one of her tits.
"What are you doing?" said Varun bewlidered.
"Just make me cum," said Rima.
Varun first started squeezing her tits forcibly, without any interest, but then Rima removed his other hand from his dick and she began to stroke it. Varun didn't resist now. Rima had her one hand fingering herself and other hand storking Varun's penis.
Varun almost went in a trance and he began to finger Rima's pussy and then they began to kiss each other. Varun had his one hand exploring Rima's pussy and other one groping her tits turn by turn. Rima had both her hands playing with his dick and balls.
Nirav and Hanif both got excited by seeing Varun and Rima getting hot with each other.
"You're not gonna play with yourself, when I'm here," said Deepa, as she noticed Hanif touching himself.
She got up, throwing away the apron and sitting right on his lap. Hanif began kissing her tits and Deepa began touching and playing with Hanif's penis. Within a few minutes, Hanif was inside Deepa and Deepa was riding wildly, even though the chair was uncomfortable for the ride.
Kavya wanted to make a video of Varun and Rima fucking each other. But she noticed Nirav was almost having blue balls. His penis was well erect to this navel and his balls were tight, but he didn't make an effort to masturbate.
"It's been a long time since a man pleasured me," said Kavya as she got up and stood beside him bottomless, "I already aroused you with the blowjob, time for you to do the same."
Nirav slowly grabbed Kavya's hips to bring her crotch closer to his face and then he buried his face in it, started licking her clit and the folds of her vagina. Kavya undid her bra and began fondling her breasts.
Soon, the room was filled with moans and sounds of kisses. Varun and Rima had occupied the whole sofa, Varun was on top of Rima as he licked her clit and vagina first and then sucked her tits until it was poking hard and then he penetrated her.
Deepa and Hanif were now away from the chairs and table, near a wall of the living room, fingering each others' genitals. Deepa turned around to face the wall, bent over and leaned her hands against the wall while Hanif went inside her from behind and began fucking her. He pulled out as he was about to come and came on Deepa's asscheek.
Nirav had gotten up from his chair was getting a handjob as he was standing and Kavya was seated in the chair in front of him, stroking his penis and rubbing it against her cleavage. Kavya directed his penis to her nipples and moved it around her areolas and he came on her tits.
Rima was riding on top of Varun now, as her boobs and ass kept bouncing in the ride. Varun grabbed Rima's and pinched her nipples and came hard inside Rima.
Everyone was exhausted after a while and they lay scattered around. Nirav had taken the chair again and sat beside Kavya, his hand reaching Kavya's nearest tit to squeeze it.
Rima was lying on top Varun on the sofa, her head resting on his chest.
Hanif and Deepa were sitting on the floor next to each other, leaning against the wall.
Deepa would never have imagined in her wildest dreams, that she would see a day like this, that she would actually get to fuck someone, and be part of an orgy like gathering, play a sexual truth or dare, all in this pandemic. Everyone looked so sexy and beautiful, naked and tired.
They all heard a sudden turn of the key on the flat door and before anybody could react, two girls entered the living room, pulling their wheeled trolley bags. Both the girls were wearing masks, dressed similarly and had similar hairstyles, as if they were twins.
But Rima and Deepa knew them, they both were their own other two flatmates, Sheena and Sahaana, and they weren't twins.
Both the girls just stood there, with mouths wide open even though it was covered by their masks, and eyes wide open too. Deepa was too tired to cover herself, but Hanif sat cross legged on the floor and Rima too moved away from Varun and stood up, covering her tits and pussy. Nirav and Kavya just didn't change their pose and Nirav was still groping Kavya's tit.
"What the fuck?.. Rima...?...Deepa?" shouted the girl named Sheena.
The other girl Sahaana was actually disgusted by the sight and smell of sex in the room, with everyone naked and obviously fucked.
"Well, I guess you missed the orgy party," said Deepa.
"You guys are still welcome though," said Kavya pushing away Nirav's hand from her tit.
"Yeah, but they are way too clothed for the party," said Deepa, "What say Rima?"
"We will invite you to the next party for sure," said Rima, though smiling, but still covering her boobs and pussy with her hands.
"Hey Deepa, technically you won the game," said Kavya getting up from her chair.
Deepa too got up from the floor.
"Forgot to give you the prize of the game," said Kavya and she gave a passionate kiss to Deepa, and, as her habit was with Deepa, began to brush her fingers against Deepa's pussy.
Sahaana almost fainted on floor and Sheena's mouth was still wide open under the mask.
The End
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