This whole mess started last month and now I finally got guts to drop my indian roommate sex story here for you lot. I am Rohit, twenty seven, stuck in a dumb IT support role in Mumbai. I split a small two-bhk in Andheri with Anjali. She is twenty four, works some marketing shit, fair skin, thick thighs, ass that bounced hard when she walked past me in those cotton shorts. We stayed proper flatmates, paid rent half half, sometimes shared left over dal rice, nothing more.
Friday I rolled in around eleven after three beers with the office boys. She was sprawled on the old sofa in tiny shorts and a loose white tee, no bra, dark nipples clear as day. She looked wiped from her own long day. I dropped beside her and bitched about my manager. She laughed weak and put both legs across my lap saying her feet were killing her from those heels. I started rubbing the soles without thinking much. Her skin felt warm and soft.
Foot rub that went filthy quick
She made low humming sounds while I pressed her arches. Then her bare foot slid higher and pressed right on the growing bulge in my jeans. She giggled and said arre yeh toh bahut garam ho gaya. I told her cut the teasing yaar. She kept rubbing harder with her heel and said it feels heavy not small at all. Next second she sat up, yanked my zipper down and pulled my cock out. It sprang free already stiff and leaking. She stared and said fuck it looks even thicker up close then wrapped her soft palm around it and stroked slow from base to tip.
I grabbed her hair and pushed her head down. She did not fight. Her hot mouth opened and she sucked the head like she was starving, tongue swirling under the ridge, spit running down the shaft. She gagged a bit when I shoved deeper but kept going, cheeks hollowed, eyes watering. I fucked her face slow at first then harder until spit strings hung from her chin to my balls. She pulled off gasping and said I want that full thing inside my wet chut right now. Her shorts were already soaked dark between the legs.
I tore those shorts sideways, no time for pretty stuff. Her pussy was shaved clean, pink lips swollen and dripping. I shoved two fingers in and they slid easy. She was dripping like fuck. I lined up and rammed my cock straight to the base in one hard thrust. She screamed a long moan and clawed my back. Her walls squeezed tight around me, hot and squishy. I started pounding her on that cheap sofa, balls slapping her ass, the whole thing creaking loud.
Sofa pounding turned animal
I flipped her onto all fours, yanked the tee over her head so those full tits hung free and swung. I gripped her hips and slammed back in doggy style. Every thrust made her ass ripple. She pushed back meeting me and kept saying harder bhaiya destroy that chut. I spanked each cheek red until handprints showed. Her pussy made wet filthy sounds every time I drove deep. Juice coated my cock and dripped onto the cushion. I reached under and rubbed her clit rough while fucking and she came hard, body shaking, walls milking me.
I was not done. I pulled out, flipped her again, threw her legs over my shoulders and folded her almost in half. In that angle I could go stupid deep. She babbled nonsense mixed Hindi English, eyes rolled back. I spat on her tits and rubbed it in while hammering. Sweat ran down both our bodies. The smell of sex filled the whole living room, heavy and dirty. She grabbed my ass and pulled me tighter saying fill me dump everything inside. I felt the load building fast so I pounded even meaner until I exploded deep, pumping thick ropes into her cunt. Cum leaked out around my cock when I kept thrusting through the orgasm.
We stayed locked a minute then she slid off, cum running down her thighs onto the sofa. She looked messy and perfect. I thought that was it but she grabbed my half hard cock, licked it clean of our mixed juices and started sucking again till it stood full stiff once more. She said bedroom now and dragged me by the dick down the short hall.
Bedroom rounds with no mercy left
Once on the mattress she climbed on top reverse cowgirl so I could watch that fat ass bounce. She sank down slow then started riding hard, slamming her hips down, taking every inch. I slapped her bouncing cheeks and spread them to watch my cock disappear into her messy creampied hole. She reached back and rubbed her own clit while riding. In minutes she came again, spraying a little onto my stomach. I sat up, wrapped arms around her and fucked upward hard until she almost cried from overstimulation.
I pushed her face down into the pillow, lifted her hips and spat right on her tight little asshole. She tensed but I rubbed the spit around and pushed one finger in slow. She cursed then moaned. I added a second finger and stretched her while still finger fucking her dripping pussy with the other hand. When she was open enough I pressed my cock head against that small hole and pushed steady. She yelled out fucking hell but pushed back taking more. Inch by inch I buried myself in her ass until my hips met her cheeks. That grip was insane, hotter and tighter than her cunt.
I fucked her ass deep and slow at first then built speed. She reached under and rubbed her clit like crazy. The bed slammed the wall with every thrust. Neighbours must have heard but neither of us cared. I grabbed her hair like reins and rode her harder. Sweat poured off me onto her back. She came while I was still buried in her ass, whole body locking up. That squeeze milked another load out of me. I shot deep in her guts growling like some animal. When I pulled out slow a thick white drip followed and slid down toward her still leaking pussy.
We collapsed side by side breathing hard. But after water from the bottle on the table she climbed on again later past two in the morning and rode me slow missionary style with her face pressed to my neck. That round was greasy and long, more grinding than slamming, until I flooded her one more time. Cum mixed with sweat made the sheets a disaster. By dawn we both stank of sex and her thighs were shiny and sticky. She laughed weak and said rent is still split fifty fifty but from now we share more than that. I just smacked her ass and told her next time I want her to sit on my face first thing after work.
Since that night we go at it almost every late evening when the building settles. Sofa, kitchen counter, even against the balcony door once when it rained. Her pussy stays raw red most mornings and my cock stays sore in the best way. Never thought the quiet girl who cooked simple khichdi would turn into the filthiest roommate I ever fucked till neither of us could walk right the next day. Still goes on strong and dirtier each week.
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