I gotta spit this desi old friend sex story out before the details fade because last month my old college batchmate Payal turned up at my Jaipur flat and nothing stayed decent after that. I was just back from office sweating in that June heat trousers stuck to my thighs fridge open for cold water when the doorbell kept ringing long and stubborn. Thought it was the swiggy guy again till I swung the door and there she stood same round face fuller hips now wearing a plain cotton kurti that clung under the arms like she had rushed. Payal yaar is that really you I muttered half stunned and she laughed that old throaty laugh and said haan idiot abhi bhi slow hai kya open the door na I need loo and chai in that order.
She dragged a small trolley bag inside kicked her chappals off and headed straight for the bathroom like she owned the place which in a way she always kind of did back in college days when our whole gang used that one PG room for late night projects. I boiled water for chai watched her walk back hair loose now face washed and that kurti still damp at the collar. Years had piled meat on her thighs and chest in the best way not fat just solid woman meat that moved when she sat. We talked about her job transfer to some Jaipur branch and how her marriage talk had fallen through again and she asked about my boring sales grind. Hot chai went cold because she kept touching my arm while talking and my lund already thickened like a fool in the trousers.
She noticed of course that girl never missed anything. Payal tilted her head and said arre Rohit still the same quick rise hain na or is that for the neighbour aunty then she leaned across the small table and put her palm right on the bulge pressing slow. I almost spilled the cup. She stood up pulled the kurti over her head in one go so her braless heavy breasts dropped free dark nipples already hard from the cooler air. No slow tease just pure need. Come on yaar I have been wet inventors thinking about this stupid reunion she mumbled and pushed me back into the sofa then climbed on my lap grinding her cotton panty covered chut against the ridge of my cock.
Clothes Hit The Floor Without Any Caution
I grabbed both engorged breasts squeezed them hard thumbs rubbing the thick nips till she hissed and bit my neck. Her hands yanked my belt open zipper down and my lund sprang up thick and veiny tip already leaking. Payal dropped to her knees on the rug right there in the living room took the head into her warm mouth without any polite lick just sucked hard hollowing her cheeks while her hand pumped the base. Spit ran down onto my balls and she kept going deeper till I felt the soft back of her throat open. I held her hair and thrust shallow watching those big eyes water but she never pulled off. The wet gulping sounds filled the flat loud enough that I worried about thin walls yet I did not stop. She popped free gasping strings of spit connecting her lips to my cock and said maadarchod abhi tak aur mona kar itna time waste then stood and peeled the panty down sticky threads of her cream stretching between thighs.
I spun her around bent her heavy body over the sofa arm pushed two fingers straight into that soaked chut and felt how swollen the inner lips were. She was dripping like a broken tap juices coating my palm. I finger fucked her rough curling inside till she started rocking back moaning random Hinglish half words like haan wahan zor se and mat ruk yaar. When I replaced fingers with my tongue she nearly screamed into a cushion. I licked that fat clit side to side then buried my face and tongue fucked the hole tasting every salty tangy drop. Her thighs trembled clamped around my head and she came first time just like that grinding her ass back so hard I almost smothered. Thick cream flooded my chin and I kept lapping till she pushed my forehead off laughing shaky.
She turned shoved me down on the sofa cushions and climbed right on mounted me reverse so I could stare at that round gaand. Payal reached under guided my lund to her entrance and sank down in one long wet slide. Full stretch seamless. The heat of her walls clamped so tight my vision blanked a second. She bounced hard drops of sweat flying from her back breasts swinging free below. I slapped both ass cheeks red handprints rose fast and she only rode harder cursing under breath for more. My hands gripped her waist helped slam her down every time so the wet slap of skin filled the room like some dirty drum. She reached between her own legs rubbed her clit while impaled and came again shaking so violent her chut fluttered milked me almost empties right then but I held out gritted teeth.
We Shifted To The Bed For The Really Rough Rounds
Bedroom was only few steps away yet we barely made it. I carried her half stumbling her legs wrapped around my waist cock still inside bouncing with each step. Dropped her on the mattress yanked her thighs wide open and started pounding missionary deep and nasty. Every thrust bottomed out hitting that soft spot and she clawed my back leaving burning lines. Payal legs locked behind me heels digging into my ass kept pulling me in harder like she wanted the whole length buried permanent. Sweat poured off both of us stuck our stomachs together sticky. I spat on her bouncing tits rubbed it in pinched the nips till they were dark purple swollen. She kept babbling chod aur tez bastar aur andar tak and I obeyed slamming so the headboard smacked wall repeating loud thuds.
After that round we rolled she got on all fours face down ass high and I took her doggy daal dheere se at first then went animal. One hand yanked her long hair like a rein other hand reached under squeezed a hanging breast. Her chut made filthy squelch sounds every time I buried to the hilt and pulled almost free. Thick white cream coated my shaft and smeared her dark outer lips. I thumbed her tight gaand hole rubbing the spit wet rim then slid the thumb inside while still fucking her cunt. Payal jolted and came so hard her knees almost gave out a long broken moan torn from her throat. Her juices gushed down my balls dripped onto the sheets already ruined.
I pulled free flipped her onto her back again shoved both her knees to her chest till her chut and ass were totally exposed and open. Lined up and drove back inside that flooded hole harder than before. The angle made her belly jump every thrust and she could only gasp and claw sheets. I told her look at me while I destroy this married wannabe chut and she did eyes glassy mouth open. Felt my kinks tighten the base of my spine burn and I buried deep flooded her with thick ropes of cum packed so much it started leaking out around my still throbbing cock even before I pulled free. A fat white river slid down her crack onto the bed. She scooped some with two fingers tasted it then pushed the rest back inside her own mess laughing soft and wicked.
We rested maybe ten minutes shared half a warm water bottle from the side table then she was stroking me hard again using her own cream and leftover cum for lube. Payal climbed over sat on my face first ground that freshly fucked juicy chut all over my mouth nose chin till I was coated again. I sucked her soft swollen clit fingers pumping three deep inside till she squirted a little sharp spray across my tongue. Then she spun around took my recovered hard lund back into her throat while still sitting on my face so we sixty nined nasty and greedy. Her throat opened better this round and she swallowed me almost total balls pressing her chin. I spanked her ass redder ate her more and she quivered through another small orgasm pulsing on my tongue.
She wanted it back inside needed more filling. Bent forward still over my face then slid down my body till she could reverse cowgirl again this time slower rolling her hips grinding deep so my cock head kissed her cervix each circle. The view of her stretched hole swallowing me then spilling white cream mixes was pure filth. I sat up somewhat held her from behind pinched both nips twisted them while she rode and whispered filth into her ear about how her old college friend was turning her chut into mush. She came clenching so vicious I almost blacked out from the squeeze then I followed dumping another hot load deep this time entirely inside melting together with the first fresh flood. When she lifted off a thick sluice of mixed cum poured out in a long gooey strand stretching then breaking on my thigh.
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 storyNight was far from finished. We moved under the shower later lukewarm water barely rinsing the sweat and fluids. I pressed her to the tiles lifted one thick thigh and entered standing fucking upward short hard strokes that made her breasts smash the wet wall. Water made everything slicker louder. She reached back gripped my hip and pulled me vicious while muttering random behenchod harder lines. Came again shaking and I held steady unloading yet again ball draining laod that washed down her legs with the shower stream. After drying roughly with one towel we tumbled back to the sticky bed neither caring about the mess.
Third or fourth wind hit around two in the morning. She woke me by sucking slowly lund growing in her mouth again. Climbed on top breasts hanging heavy into my palms and rode slow sensual at first then broke into frantic jackhammer bouncing so the bed frame creaked like it would break. I thrust up meeting her every drop and she collapsed forward biting my collarbone as another orgasm wrecked through her. My own finish was almost dry by then just weak spurts but the pleasure still knifed sharp through the whole body. We stayed locked like that panting smelling of pure sex and day old chai till sleep finally dragged us under tangled limbs cum drying on skin.
Morning light came harsh through half open curtains. Payal stirred first shook me and said she had an office orientation later yet still rolled on top for one lazy morning fuck wet and loose from all the previous loads. Slow rolls hyp deep grinds no rush. She finished quiet body shivering then climbed off leaned down kissed the tip of my messy cock and said next transfer week she already booked the same flat again so keep the energy yaar. I watched her dress plain kurti again hide those bitten marked breasts cascade that used chut under fabric then wheel her bag out. Door shut and I just lay there sore drained smiling like a complete idiot because years of polite messages never once promised anything near that raw explosive night.
Even now days later when I sit at my stupid sales desk my lund still twitches remembering how wide she stretched how deep she took every brutal thrust how easily she turned back into that shameless hungry girl from college who never said no to a hard ride. Sheet still smells faintly of her even after a wash. Phone has her new Jaipur number and I already know the next time the doorbell rings long and stubborn I will open faster pants already half open. Some reunions stay soft polite crap. Ours stayed pure desi other level filth that neither of us is done craving.
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