Young Aged Divorcee

Never expected to be a divorcee at the age of 28. But no one can ever change destiny. It’s just been 3 days since I was granted a divorce. It slowly started sinking into me about the reality. But my mind was disturbed and made my anger uncontrollable. Thinking about my situation I reached my apartments only to find the elevator was out of service. I was already late by 20 minutes. I walked up to the fourth floor and as expected my students were waiting. During the trail of my divorce I came out my house and rented an apartment. I didn’t want to meet people but my parents wanted me to get diverted so I did what I liked the most. I started tutoring. No one would believe a girl who liked me would teach. Most of them thought I myself was a student and I thought 18 year olds. Out of my four students only two should up that day. They were my landlord’s kids, Rishi and Raghu. They were identical twins and it took me few days to differentiate from one another. Since I also looked young somehow they ended up calling me by my name, Sruthi.

I was in a bad mood on that day and the broken elevator rubbed salt to the wound. I stormed into the house and asked the twins to sit. I was so furious that I decided that unless I took a bath I wouldn’t relax. I gave some work to the twins and went into my room. I removed my shirt and with some difficulty I removed my jeans also. I had a broad butt and huge thighs. This caused some difficulty for me to fit into any pants. My upper part was opposite to my lower part. I had small boobs but wore a 32B bra and my vital stats were 32-24-38. Due to this drastic difference great curves were formed near hips. The curves were almost like a semicircle. After removing my shirt and jeans I unhooked my bra. While removing it I noticed in the mirror that in my rage I forgot to lock the room door. I could see through the mirror that both Rishi and Raghu were staring at me. I knew acting as if I noticed them would make the situation even worse and would cause me a great deal of embarrassment. So I acted casually and held my bra in place and walked away into the bathroom.

My mind was filled with some random thoughts. My foolishness made me more angry. I was like a volcano ready to erupt. Hoping that the anger would go away I took a shower. After the shower I wore my undergarments, blouse and petticoat and got out of the bathroom. I went behind the room door to lock it but overheard the conversation between Rishi and Raghu. They were discussing about me. Rishi loved my butt while Raghu rooted for my curves. They were talking all kinds of stuff about my body. After a point Rishi said I didn’t lock my door with an intension. He said I was away from ex husband for a long time and wanted some admiration. These words irked me. The guys even bet that I would wear my dress without closing the door. Raghu added that the main reason for my divorce was that my ex husband couldn’t satisfy me. That was the final nail in the coffin. I burst in anger and stormed into the drawing room. I couldn’t control myself and blasted them. I gave them an earful and asked them to get out. UNable to take it anymore I sat on the couch and started crying. For a couple of minutes the room was filled with my sobbing sound.

Slowly I felt someone sit beside me and a hand on my shoulder. I looked towards that person. It was Rishi. I put my head on his shoulder and cried uncontrollably. He apologised for his behaviour. Raghu sat to my right side and put his hand on my thigh with an assuring gesture. He also apologised and said he felt guilty for what he spoke. I also apologise for my sudden outburst and hugged them. When I hugged them I felt a hand on my hip. That was when I realized that I was just wearing my blouse and petticoat. Not to make the situation further awkward I didn’t say anything. But somehow the touch gave me slight feeling of excitement. Rishi’s head was on my left shoulder and my other shoulder had Raghu’s head. The twins smelled great. Some kind of weird sensation started building up inside me. I hugged them tighter and pulled them closer. Slowly, still holding them I leaned onto the backrest of the couch. The guys lifted their head slightly and I could feel their lips almost kissing my neck.

I was lost in the moment and grip became tighter. Both of them placed their hands on my tummy. I couldn’t take them off. I lost control of myself. Slowly Rishi placed his left leg on my right leg and Raghu his right leg on my left leg. Their knees were almost on my pussy which slowly getting wet. My hands were around both of them with a tight grip. Rishi squeezed my tummy and Raghu pinched my side fat. That was when I got a message. I realized what I was doing and pushed them away.

I got up to walk away. Raghu held my right hand. I tried to pull it away but his grip was very tight. He got up and pulled me towards him and hugged me tight. Caressing my back he kissed on my neck. I was still struggling to push him away. In the meantime I felt 2 hands sliding on my curves. They slowly moved to the front near my belly button. In a gentle pass the hands moved upwards and settled over my small boobs. I didn’t give up still. I was enjoying but trying to free myself. Rishi with his hands on my boobs, from behind, moved closer to me. I could feel his erect dick touch my back. Raghu moved his hands down onto my butt and rested on my butt cheeks. Raghu from front and Rishi from behind hugged me tighter. I could feel both their dicks near my tummy and back.