Last month I was just chilling in my Surat flat on a Saturday night when my close college friend Swati messaged saying she was nearby and needed a place to crash. Her train got delayed and hotels were costing too much so she asked if she could stay. We always had that easy vibe since engineering days where she used to bunk at my PG sometimes no big deal. I told her come over yaar I got spare mattress. Around eleven she buzzed the gate looking a bit messy from travel wearing that loose yellow kurti and black leggings her hair open. I opened the door and she walked in dropping her bag then said yaar thank god Deepak you saved me big time. We sat on the sofa and I poured some Old Monk she liked from college. After two pegs she started laughing about old batchmates and how everybody got married boring now. That first drink night became my desi close friend sex story faster than I thought. She stretched her legs and the kurti rode up showing soft thighs and I felt my lund twitch already. She noticed me staring and just smirked then said kya dekh raha hai ullu still same eyes after all these years.
I laughed it off and poured third pegs. Conversation got loose she told me her boyfriend in some other city was always busy with office and she felt cut off. I said chutiya hai woh ignoring a girl like you. She put her hand on my thigh like casual and squeezed saying you always know how to make me feel better. My cock was half hard already under the shorts. I moved closer and she did not pull away. When I touched her neck she sighed and leaned in. No talking big drama she just turned her face and our mouths met messy. Tongue pushed in tasting of rum and her lip balm. I pulled her onto my lap and her ass settled right on my bulge. She ground slow and said fuck Deepak yeh kya kar rahe hum but kept rubbing. My hands slid under the kurti found no bra just soft heavy boobs nipples already stiff. I pinched them hard and she moaned into my mouth. I yanked the kurti up over her head and threw it then sucked one nipple like hungry dog while fingers twisted the other. Her breast tasted slightly salty from travel sweat and I bit the side soft till she gasped.
Clothes Went Flying On The Living Room Floor
Swati stood up shaky and peeled those leggings down along with her plain cotton panty. Her chut was already glistening thick black bush trimmed rough not fancy parlour style just natural desi girl. I dropped my shorts and my lund sprang out thick and dark veiny. She stared then grabbed it with both hands stroking from base and said still bada sa like before I remember feeling it when we almost did it that one hostel night. I pushed her back onto the sofa spread her thighs wide and buried my face in that wet chut. Licked long slow from gaand hole up to clit then sucked the bud hard. She tasted tangy and I shoved two fingers inside curling them while tongue kept working. Her hips bucked and she held my hair saying aur zor se please chus. I finger fucked her faster till juice ran down my wrist then stood up wiped my mouth and rubbed my precum all over her lips. She opened wide took the head in and sucked deep gagging a little spit dripping on her chin. I held her head and fucked her mouth slow then faster till my balls slapped her chin. She gagged again but kept going eyes watery looking up at me like she wanted more of that rough treatment.
After few minutes I pulled out and flipped her so she was on all fours on the sofa cushions ass up. That round gaand looked perfect brown soft I spread the cheeks and spat on her tight hole then rubbed my thumb around the rim while lining my cock at her dripping chut. I pushed in slow feeling that hot tight squeeze all the way till balls pressed against her. She cried out loud haan Deepak andar already full. I started pounding steady deep strokes watching my thick shaft disappear into her puffy lips. The wet slap slap sound filled the flat and I smacked her ass hard leaving red marks. She pushed back meeting every thrust moaning like randi saying aur tez maaro please. I grabbed her hair like reins and slammed harder making her whole body jolt boobs swinging under. Sweat started dripping down my chest onto her back. I reached under and rubbed her clit rough in circles while fucking and she came sudden tight clenching around my lund body shaking legs nearly giving out. Juice squirted a bit onto the sofa cushion and she kept whimpering as aftershocks hit.
We Moved To The Bedroom For Dirtier Rounds
I pulled out still rock hard dripping her cum and made her walk to the bedroom holding her waist so she not fall. She fell on the bed on her back and I climbed over shoved back inside missionary hard. Legs went over my shoulders and I folded her almost in half pounding straight down. Her eyes rolled and she started babbling Hinglish nonsense jaise abhi mat nikalna rakh ke rakh. I spat on her face and she licked it off laughing dirty then I slapped her cheek light and she said harder I like when you treat me like this. So I slapped again fresher and fucked non stop balls deep till another orgasm ripped through her making her nails dig my back bloody thin lines. I flipped us so she rode me cowgirl. Her thick thighs planted either side and she bounced hard making those heavy boobs slap together. I held her hips and thrust up matching her rhythm hitting that deep spot. She ground her clit on my base when she needed and came again grinding messy pretty soon dilating around me so wet it made squelching.
We paused only to drink water and she lit a cigarette sharing it with me naked sweaty both. Then she dropped to knees again and cleaned my cock with her tongue slow paying attention to the ridge and sucking balls one by one. I was leaking precum a lot and she swallowed it all. After that I bent her over the edge of the bed feet on floor and entered from behind again this time slower longer strokes grinding deep. One hand around her throat squeezing faint and other spanking her ass red till it burned. She reached back spreading her own cheeks begging for harder. I gave it to her slamming so the bed frame creaked loud hoping neighbors were asleep. My balls tightened and I warned but she said andar hi daal do na dhoka mat dena. I exploded thick ropes pumping deep inside her hot chut filling her till it leaked around my shaft down her thighs. She pushed back keeping me locked till last pulse then we collapsed side by side breathing heavy.
Friend’s Wife Bent Over My Sofa And Took It Raw Till We Both Dripped
He left for a long office call and she flipped her saree like nothing. What happened on that cheap sofa still leaves my cock stiff whenever I pass their colony gate.Read related storyRound Three Before Morning Light
Half hour later she woke me by climbing on top again picking my half hard lund and stuffing it back inside her still creamy hole. She rode slow sensual first then picked speed bouncing till sweat flew. I sat up sucked her nipples again biting them while she rode me reverse so I could stare at that bouncing gaand and my cock stretching her used chut. Fingers found her front clit and rubbed till she gushed more. Eventually I pushed her down face first pillow under hips and took her doggy one last long set hammering nonstop. She screamed into the pillow shaking freesh and I felt her walls milk me again. I pulled out just before second load and stroked over her open hole painting white streaks across her ass and lower back. She rubbed it into her skin smiling exhausted then crawled up and kissed me lazy tasting of salt and sex.
We cleaned roughly with a towel and slept tangled. Morning she woke early packed quick and smiled when I made chai. No awkward drama she just said next time I come we start earlier without the whiskey delay. I walked her down to the auto and slapped her ass once when nobody looked. She laughed and left. Even now when I stroke my lund at night I replay how tight and greedy that close friend chut felt taking every inch and how she moaned my name mixed with randomized gaaliyan. Still cannot believe how free that night went and how much she wanted every dirty thing I threw. Might call her again soon for another round like that if her city trip aligns. Body still remembers the map of her curves and that loud wet pounding till sunrise almost hit. Pure filthy relief we both needed after too many polite years.
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