A Date with Destiny

True to her prediction, we reached Mysore a little past nine. Both of them dozed off in between the journey. I figured they'd stayed up late the previous night. When asked, she joked she was just conserving her energy for the day. Despite my protests, they were both particular about getting a room to freshen up and keep the bags, though neither of them had anything more than a handbag. Akshita's bag looked a bit bulky, though. Shehnaz said she was very particular about her food and suggested one of the finest around. Though I couldn't see how having good food had anything to do with us taking a room there, I didn't bother. It's not as if I hadn't splurged for anything stupid. I still regret getting those Armani glasses last December. Might as well have brought myself a new fridge instead.

We lazed around the Mysore Palace, taking in its exuberant interiors and chandeliers, up until early evening when the fair would get into full swing. The fair, which was a ten-minute walk from the palace, was one of the biggest I've ever been to. I had actually never been to one after my school days. Though billed as a Saree fair, there were all kinds of stalls there, from all over India. It was already buzzing as we walked along the serpentine rows of stalls, stopping at nearly every alternate ones as something invariably caught the eyes of my companions. For me, the highlight was the whiff of the Sugarcane stalls lurking at odd corners of the fair. Though I had cut down on sugar and was particular about my diet, the sight of them brought back memories of childhood and I treated myself to half a glass.

We returned to the room sometime later. Though I had a couple of bags of clothes with me as we walked back, it was lesser than I had imagined after witnessing yesterday's appetite. I couldn't help but notice a tinge of anxiety on Shehnaz's face as we reached back to the hotel. Akshita was her usual self. I was glad that we took the room as I sank into the plush cushion.

"Well, we've a couple of more hours to kill before we have to return," Shehnaz, who had settled on the fluffy blanket on the bed, quipped.

Akshita joined me on the couch and nonchalantly put an arm around me, "Ankit; me and Shehnaz were talking late into last night and we came to some conclusions."

She rarely called me by my name, but whenever she did, I knew she was serious and wanted me to pay proper attention.

"Yeah, I sort of figured this wasn't merely about shopping, was it?" I asked.

"That was an added benefit, yes, but the main reason was to get away from her home, somewhere we could have the place to ourselves, and be ourselves."

"So what do you have in mind?"

"Well, our dear Shehnaz here was apprehensive about her future. She's anxious about how her husband and in-laws will turn out to be,"

"That's perfectly normal," I interjected.

"Just shut up and listen," Akshita continued, "so she'd like to have two very dear friends whom she could confide in and more importantly have complete trust and faith in, friends who'll stick with her no matter what and would help her out in any situation."

"Sounds awesome to me," and I wasn't lying. Shehnaz was one of best human beings I had ever come across, and I wasn't gonna say no to being a bestie to this gorgeous lady.

"Yeah, that's what I also said. I'd have her back to the end of the world. The thing is, we both feel that there exist some barriers between us three. We still hold on to some secrets, or perhaps, insecurity is a better word. If we are to be truly besties, we should be open books to each other, with nothing to hide or be ashamed of each other." I could see the Shehnaz eyeing me intently from the bed.

"Makes sense, if we do not know the apprehensions and anxieties of each other, how can we be there for each other? Beside I don't think I've any 'secrets' to hide from you both. To be honest, I think at least Akshita, knows everything about me there is to know. Can't think of anything I haven't told her," I spoke acknowledging Shehnaz's wish.

"Well, you'll be surprised at how much we hide from ourselves," my ex quipped gently patting my thighs.

"So how do you plan to go about it?" I asked her.

"Shehnaz came up with this rather cute idea to kick things off. We'll play spin a bottle!" she laughed, her hair bouncing lightly.

"Haha, I haven't played it after highschool," I chuckled.

"Ooh, how did that go?" both of them asked in almost unison, "see there are things you haven't told me about," Akshita pouted in mock melancholy.

"Story for another day, nothing preposterous; we were kids back then. So what's the plan? The one it points to ask or gets asked? And do we have a bottle with us?"

Akshita pulled out from her handbag, one of the most elegant bottles I've ever seen. A smooth rounded glass bottle with a hint of etching on its long neck, "it's not for nothing I brought this bulky handbag," she grinned, "and yeah, the one it stops at have to answer, either of the other two can be the inquisitor."

"And any topics I should avoid?" I just wanted to double check.

"NO," again both of them yelled in unison. "Promise me you'll be bluntly honest," Akshita stared into my eyes.

"Yeah, sure! I've got nothing to hide from you," I assured her.

We settled on the fluffy bed roughly in a triangle, close enough in an arm's length from each other, and placed the bottle right in the middle.

"Here we go!" Akshita gave the bottle a good spin.

It stopped pointing right into me.

"Do you wanna go or should I?" Akshita asked Shehnaz.

"You go ahead," Shehnaz quipped.

After a bit of thought, Akshita kicked off the game, "Cool we'll start slow. Where would you rather be now? Here or back at your home in Gurgaon?"

"Haha, that's pretty easy one," I laughed. "Here with both of you. I had some reservation about coming, but it's long gone now. I am very glad that I got to spend time with two of the most wonderful people I've ever met," I answered with no hesitation.

"Mind your words, Bozzo, flattery can take you places you never imagined," Akshita grinned.

"Next one," I took the bottle and gave it a good spin. To my dismay, it again stopped at me, well a little to left than the previous one, but there was no doubt about who the chosen one was. "I'm starting to think that you've rigged the bottle," I mused.

"Stop moaning," Akshita moaned, "Shehnaz go ahead!"

She looked dead into my eyes and gave a sweet smile before throwing a curve ball, "Well, I'll modify Akki's question a bit. Who would you rather be with now? Us or Kiara?"

I wasn't expecting that.

I paused for a moment, "Well, the whole point of the game is to be bluntly honest, so here it goes... I was looking forward to spending time, or rather the night, with Kiara. But after the little time that we have had, I'm super happy that I'm with you both. If I could go back in time, I wouldn't have traded off this opportunity in order to be with her. So to answer your question, yeah, I would rather be with you both now."

Both of them were beaming at me. I, for my part, had kept my word to be honest.

It was Akshita who gave the bottle the spin next. It stopped at Shehnaz.

"I will go," I spoke as Shehnaz looked at me, her eyes glistening, "What's your single biggest fear now?"

"That I'll end up locked in a mansion with people I don't know, stuttering around, producing babies for the next five years," she said in a single breath as if it was a prepared answer, a tinge of resignation rankling in her voice.

I decided to liven up things when the bottle landed at Akshita next.

"What were you both up to last night? Seems like you stayed up late," I asked her, I had an inkling that things were not all as priestly as it appeared.

Akshita laughed as Shehnaz blushed at the question, "You little Sherlock, yeah apart from all the girl talk, things got a little spicy yesterday night. The gist is, I ate her out multiple times and had her slithering all over the place. I'll fill you up with the minute by minute details on the return flight." Shehnaz's cheeks turned beetroot as her friend spilled the beans.

The bottle stopped at Shehnaz next and sensing that the discussion had taken an interesting turn, Akshita seized the initiative, "Did you like me eating you out? Would you want to do it some other time?"

Shehnaz had regained her composure now, "It was definitely new for me. The pleasure was more extreme than I had ever fathomed. Maybe yeah... I do like to..."

"Whom do you prefer men or women?" I followed up.

Shehnaz stared at me for a brief second before replying, "I've never been with a man."

I had forgotten that. We would all turn thirty the next year, and it suddenly didn't strike me she'd been single all the time or indulged in anything clandestine. In hindsight, it was obvious.

The bottle pointed at me next and Akshita threw the next curve ball, though I figured it was as much about her as me, "What's your opinion on cheating?" For the first time today, I could sense a tinge of nervousness in her voice.

There was pin drop silence and I could feel two sets of eyes gaze into me. It took no rocket scientist to figure out that my answer would chart out the course for the rest of the day and perhaps more.

"Bluntly honest... hmm... I do not approve of cheating, that's for sure," Akshita was clutching on the pillow as I spoke, "though with a very specific person, I'm not sure if I've the power to hold myself up to those standards." Two sets of relieved exhales followed. And that was the truth, Akshita could have me jump through blazing hoops if she so wished. I'm sure at this very moment she had me all wrapped around her finger, exactly where she wanted me.

The bottle landed at Shehnaz next. By now the atmosphere had turned jovial and celebratory. I felt the vestiges of whatever wall existed between us had melted away. We proceeded to ask embarrassing questions like the college kids we once were. Among other things, I got to know that Shehnaz was anorexic as a kid, had a crush on me sometime during college and was yet to give up on her childhood dream of participating in MasterChef. Akshita opened up about her issues with Mohit, her insecurities on being a good parent to Ayaan, regarding her weight gain, her mental health issues and the tussle for promotion in her workplace. I for my part had no large confessions they weren't already aware of and was happy to answer whatever they threw at me.

Somewhere down the line, the questions again turned scandalous.

"The number of relationships I've been in? Three and a half maybe, only been on two dates with Kiara yet, can't count her as one," I replied to Shehnaz's question.

"I thought you could count it as a relation once you've slept with her?" Shehnaz wondered aloud as me and Akshita laughed.

"Nope, that usually happens before the first proper date," Akshita chuckled.

"Yeah, generally you tend to fuck and then think, though I wouldn't recommend it," I offered my two words of wisdom.

We'd stopped spinning the bottle now. There was no need for it anymore.

"Anything you wish to do before you tie the knot?" I saw Akshita give Shehnaz a wicked smile as she asked her.

Instead of responding to Akshita, she turned towards me, "Ankit, if you don't mind I would like to see your penis. I don't want to be a headless chicken on my wedding night," she said in a surprisingly calm voice.

"Penis... Oh, so formal..." Akshita chuckled, "You sure that's the only reason you want to see it?"

"Well, it helps that I've always wanted to see it, and since I completely trust you both to keep it discreet and Akshita's already given her consent to me seeing your dick..." she trailed off.

"Oh, you had it planned all the way," I grinned, my head still processing why she had to get Akshita's prior consent. When I did agree to her proposal, I was sure that Akshita truly had me wrapped all around her finger. She had me figured out better than myself.

"Why don't you take a shower? We'll have everything arranged by then," Akshita quipped as she got up from the bed towards her bag.

I took a fairly deep and thorough shower. My dick had already got semi hard anticipating things to come. I seriously had no idea how far things would go or how it would unfold. I decided to just relax and to let it all unfold itself. After all, I had loved their planning up to this point.

The sight that greeted me as I exited the washroom in a bathrobe had my cock rise to an instant erection. Shehnaz had changed into a light cream negligee with lace frills that highlighted the contours of her perky breasts and her fine straight hair extending up to her waist. My sweet ex was sporting a low-cut blouse displaying ample cleavage, a tight black skirt complete with the fishnet stockings running up her shapely legs. She had her hair neatly tied back into a ponytail. Probably it was due to her new curves, I had never seen her like this the whole three years we were together. She already was gorgeous, but she was a goddess now.

"We thought we'll make it easy for you to get hard. She'd get to study it better that way" Akshita said in her earnest voice in response to me standing dumbfounded staring at the two succubi in front of me.

Between them, on the bed, was a flannel big enough for me to lie on, and a bottle of lube on the nightstand near the bed. I stepped forward and stood between them, my erection making a large dent on my bathrobe.

Akshita held Shehnaz's hand as they came forward and stood right beside me on either side. Shehnaz pulled on the belt of the robe to untie it as Akshita leaned into me and lightly nibbled on my earlobe, and whispered to me in her husky voice, "Enjoy". She slid the robe off my shoulder and it dropped to the flooring, with me standing stark naked with a massive erection.

Shehnaz glanced down and took a good look at the first real dick she had ever laid her eyes on, as she led me to the bed. Akshita was gently squeezing out some lube on to her hands.

"Looks like it hasn't grown an inch since we parted," she joked as I laid down on the flannel on the bed, both my companions resting on either side.

"This, Shehnaz, is the thing that's responsible for half the wars in our history," joked Akshita, warm lube glistening on her palms.

Shehnaz continued to stare at the curious thing and gently poked it with her manicured index finger, as if prodding an unconscious dog. My cock twitched instantly at her touch and it drew a gasp from her as she immediately retracted her hand.

Akshita laughed, "Easy, it won't bite. Unless you want it too..."

"Isn't it supposed to be straight? Why is it slanting up?" Shehnaz was curious.

"It varies with men. For some, it points a bit up like this, sometimes it's bit to the right or left for some. That's natural, don't bother," Akshita channeled her inner teacher.

"Let me glisten it up for you, easier to learn the parts that way," Akshita spoke as if examining a statue and rubbed her palms together, scent of strawberry emanating from it. It landed on my shaft and her fingers curled around it. My cock started throbbing as she gently stroked up. I closed my eyes shut and let out a deep breath as the forgotten warmth of her palms flooded my mind.

"Here, you apply some too," she handed the bottle to Shehnaz, who squeezed a few drops directly on to the cock. Shehnaz directly went for the kill, her palms brushing the tip of my cock. I jerked up; my hips lifting off the bed for a second.

"Easy, start slow, here start from the base and work upwards, like this," Akshita demonstrated expertly. I shut my eyes again and focused on the pleasant sensation of having my dick jerked off by two beautiful women.

"By the way, if you're fooling around with a guy who's not your partner, always make sure he's put on rubber, even for a hand job. Better safe than sorry. Though for Bozzo here, I can vouch for him," Akshita said, shifting her attention to the balls as she began kneading them with her palms. Shehnaz nodded, and with as much attention and care of dissecting a frog in the biology lab, went about applying lube diligently on the shaft.

"Let me teach you the parts," Akshita proclaimed as they were done lubing up my erect member.

"This is obviously the balls, as you can see," she chuckled.

"Yeah, I've done my biology lessons," Shehnaz hovered her hand over my erect cock, "this hear is the glans, right?" she asked, poking the head of my cock.

"Yeah, and this here is the frenulum," she said as she ran her finger down it and along the shaft, as I violently jerked again, "and as you just saw, it's usually a pretty sensuous part for most men. But there's no catch all rule, you gotta experiment with your guy to find out what works and what doesn't. For example, for Bozzo here, as you saw earlier, the tip, the urethra is quite sensitive," she said as she mercilessly ran her finger over it, causing me to jerk up again.

"And this, here, beginning to form is what we call pre-cum," she said, pointing at the beads of clear liquid starting to form at the tip.

"If you know your man well enough, you'll be able to dictate when and how he cums," she said, reducing the pace at which she was kneading my balls with the other hand.

"Here, take over, play around with it, and get a feel for it," Akshita said, handing over the custody of my cock to Shehnaz, whose eyes were sparkling with excitement.

Her touches were obviously inexperienced as she poked the balls and held the shaft in weird angles, but it was nevertheless a pleasant experience. Akshita looked on as Shehnaz played around with it, interrupting her only once to tell her to slow down when she started pumping up and down my shaft vigorously.

The sun had, by now, begun its descent down the horizon and the day was slowly dying down.

"Now let's reward our dear Bozzo for being such a good guy and being our model, shall we?" Akshita spoke up as she decided Shehnaz had gained enough know how of handling a cock, at least what was possible in a day. Shehnaz grinned and nodded her head in agreement.

"Watch me," Akshita said as she bent forward on to my cock, holding her face a couple of inches from it. She opened her mouth and let the saliva she had collected flow seamlessly onto my cock. It landed directly on the head and flowed down the side of the shaft. She wrapped her palm around it and stroked it up and down a few times, spreading her saliva evenly on the shaft and the head.

"Finish him off," she quipped and pointed my glistening cock in Shehnaz's direction. "Don't worry, the lube's ingestible."

"You sure I can do it right? I've never done it before..." Shehnaz's asked hesitantly.

"Don't worry, Bozzo here is not gonna complain. Try not getting teeth in the way. Everything will be just fine. You'll get the hang of it soon."

Shehnaz lowered her head down to my cock, giving it a few kisses before slowly engulfing it in her warm mouth. For a first timer, she was doing pretty well. Imitating her teacher, she lifted her head up and tried to spit saliva on to the shaft. It was cute watching her collect enough saliva in her mouth; I bet she had never done it before.

Akshita bunched up Shehnaz's loose hair to not let it interrupt while her head bobbed up and down my shaft. My pre cum had begun to flow generously by now. "Try sucking on the upstroke," Akshita told her as she settled into a rhythm.

All their shenanigans on my cock were taking its toll, and there was no way I could hold out for much longer. When Shehnaz figured out how to use her tongue and had it running and swirling all around the shaft, I knew the end was near.

"Shehnaz, I am gonna cum," I warned her.

Akshita patted by forehead as I clenched my eyes shut and loads of liquid spurted out from my convulsing member. Shehnaz watched it with all the excitement of a kid in a candy store. I briefly saw Akshita's warm eyes holding on to mine, a sweet smile etched on her lips before she joined Shehnaz in cleaning up the mess.