Yaar this is my indian longtime friend sex story and I still get hard thinking about that Friday. Me and Pooja studied in the same school from class six till twelve in Delhi. After that life pulled us different ways. She went south for studies I stayed back doing sales job. We kept talking once in a while on phone nothing dirty just normal friend bakchodi.
Last summer she messaged she is in town for some cousin wedding work and free that evening. I told her come home for simple dinner nothing fancy. My flat is small two room thing in a crowded gali near Laxmi Nagar. AC was half dead so it was already sticky when she knocked around eight.
Friday night surprise visit
Pooja looked same but fuller somehow. Simple salwar kameez light blue colour hair open. She hugged me longer than normal school friend hug and I felt her breasts press against my chest. Smell of some light perfume mixed with sweat from auto ride. I made chai and she sat on the sofa legs folded under her. We talked old teachers old fights who married who went abroad all that.
Somewhere middle of second cup she suddenly said Aman you still look same bakra type and laughed. I told her she filled out nice in right places. She did not get shy. Instead she put cup down and came closer on the sofa. Outside traffic noise was constant but inside it got quiet. She put her hand on my thigh like it was nothing and asked if I ever thought about her in that way during school. I said of course once or twice when no one was looking. She smiled dirty and said same here sometimes after PE class.
Next second her hand slid higher. My cock jumped inside jeans. She felt it and just pressed harder with her palm. No teasing slow stuff. She opened my zip right there and pulled my hard cock out. It was already leaking a bit at tip. Pooja bent down and took the head in her mouth without any joke line. Warm wet and she sucked like she was thirsty for years. I grabbed her hair and pushed a little deeper. She gagged once then took more. Spit was running down my balls already. I reached under her kameez and felt no bra just soft heavy breasts. Nipples were thick and hard. I pinched one and she moaned around my cock vibrating nice.
She pulled off with a wet pop and stood up. Peeled the salwar down her legs. No panty either. Her chut was already shiny the short hair wet and parted dark pink inside. I pulled her kameez over her head so she was fully naked in my small living room under that dim tube light. Thick thighs soft belly that small waist and those heavy breasts hanging natural. I pushed her back on the sofa and buried my face between her legs. Licked from bottom of her slit right up to the clit and she grabbed my hair hard. Taste was pure salty sweet desi. I shoved two fingers in while sucking the clit and she was dripping down my wrist fast. Her hips kept bucking and she kept saying harder Aman put more. So I added third finger and finger fucked her rough while tongue stayed on clit. She came first time with thighs locking my head and juice covering my chin.
Clothes gone and bed got wrecked
I stood wiped mouth and pulled her up. We almost ran to the bedroom. AC was weak so both already sweating. She pushed me on the mattress and climbed on top. Grabbed my cock lined it on her open chut and sat down in one go. Tight wet heat swallowed me full. She stayed still a second eyes closed then started riding hard bouncing those tits in my face. I sucked one nipple then the other while she slammed down again and again. Sound of wet skin slap filled the room. My hands on her ass cheeks spreading them so I could feel every inch going deep.
After some time she got tired of riding so I flipped her. Put her on all fours face on pillow ass up. Her chut was swollen open and leaking. I pushed back inside hard and started pounding. Proper long strokes that made her whole body jolt forward. She was loud now telling me yes fuck that chut break it. I spit on her asshole and rubbed the thumb there while slamming. Then slowly pushed thumb inside and she groaned deep. Fucked her like that for long minutes till my balls slapped wet against her clit every thrust. Sweat was dripping from my forehead onto her back.
I pulled out turned her again and lifted her legs over my shoulders. Folded her proper and drove back in deep. This angle hit something inside and she started shaking. Her nails dug my back drawing lines. I kept slamming till she came again gushing around my cock making everything messier. I could not hold much longer. Pulled almost out then buried full and flooded her insides with thick cum. Pulse after pulse filling her. I stayed buried breathing heavy and felt it leak out around my cock already. She kept clenching like she wanted every drop.
We did not clean up. Just lay there sticky. After ten minutes my cock was half hard again from just looking at her open messy chut. She noticed and laughed low. Then got down between my legs and cleaned me with her mouth sucking slow tasting our mix. Got me rock hard second time. This round I made her sit on my face first. She ground that wet messy pussy on my tongue while playing with her own nipples. I licked every drop of earlier cum and her fresh juice. When she started shaking again I pushed her forward onto her stomach and took her from behind lying flat. Slow deep grinding strokes this time hands under her squeezing breasts. Whispered dirty shit in her ear how I wanted this in school toilets how I jacked thinking of her. She pushed back harder saying she fingered herself same nights thinking of my hands.
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Deepak never planned anything freaky when his old college mate crashed at his place after drinks. What started as usual teasing turned into hours of messy dirty action that left both sore.Read related storyThird time she wanted on top reverse. Facing away riding slow at first then faster looking back at me over shoulder. Ass bouncing perfect view of my cock disappearing in her stretched hole. I reached around rubbing her clit and she came shaking so hard she almost fell. I held her hips and forced a few more thrusts then pulled out and sprayed ropes all over her lower back and ass crack. White thick lines on brown skin under the weak fan light looked filthy perfect.
We finally dragged ourselves to bathroom. Small space so we squeezed. I soaped her body slow especially between legs. She soaped my cock till it twitched again but we were both drained. Stood under light shower water washing sweat cum and spit. Back on bed we slept naked tangled. Morning she woke first and I felt warm mouth around my morning wood. Slow blowjob just to taste. I came half asleep down her throat and she swallowed smiling. Then she got dressed in yesterday clothes hair still messy. Before leaving she kissed me proper tongue and all and said next time she is in Delhi this is the only plan. No more chai talk only fucking.
We met two more times after that whenever work brought her north. Same flat same rough long sessions. Sometimes she would message random afternoon photo of her fingers in her chut telling me keep impossible hard till she reaches. Always bare under clothes when she walked in. One time we did not even reach bed just fucked standing against the kitchen counter plates shaking. Another time on the balcony late night her bent over railing city lights below her moans covered by traffic. Always ended with both of us walking funny next day and flecks of dried cum somewhere on sheets or floor.
People still think we are just old school friends when they see us together in family functions. They have no idea how many times I stretched her open or how deep I left load inside her. That first sticky night made everything change for good. No soft feelings just pure need to destroy each other every chance we get. And every time I think school days uninterrupted I laugh because we wasted years not doing exactly this.
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