Hooed up with Two College Friends

Hello Friends, this is my college days story. The incident happened when I was doing my MBA from Symbiosis College, Pune. As I was good at both studies and sports. So, I gained a lot of traction among the female students.

This story is of Fatima Khan & Asma Shaikh. Both of them are doing their MBA, but in a different stream from mine. They were doing an MBA in Hotel Management, while I was doing an MBA in Finance.

Fatima was short, around 5.3", and lean with the most mesmerising eyes. She had a natural bitch face and always with a heavy makeup and lipstick. She had palm-sized boobs around 34 B with sharp cleavage. Her bum was average but curvaceous. Fatima often wore snug leggings and seductive crochets showcasing her curves.

I had hots for Fatima from the starting, specially after I saw her give a handjob to Irshad in the empty classroom after college hours. She gave him a handjob and when his cum blew on her hand she licked her hand with her whole tongue out. From that day I was more interested in fucking her.

Fatima has a boyfriend named Irshad, and she usually hangs out with him or her best friend, Asma, who is a fun-loving bimbo and a chain smoker. Asma is slightly darker than Fatima, but she has appealing curves and a somewhat stocky build. Both girls are originally from Hyderabad and are currently roommates in a rented place close to their college in Pune. Fatima's family is affluent, while Asma's is more middle-class.

While Fatima's boyfriend Irshad had dropped out of college and was known for his hashish use, he worked as a bartender in a small pub. He often flaunted his relationship with Fatima, feeling like royalty and acting as if he were wealthy, especially when trying to impress college girls. He would even drool on other girls when Fatima wasn't around.

One Friday night, around 11.30 pm, while going home from a mall, there was a rainstorm, and it started raining slightly, so I stopped near the corner of my college under a tree. It was a quiet night, all the nearby shops were closed, and it was dark all around. I lit my joint and was sitting on my Thunderbird, enjoying my smoke. In an unexpected moment, a whisper from behind jolted me. I turned and saw Asma leaning against my bike. She was wearing a shirt and tiny shorts. Her cleavage was visible to her nipples.

• Asma: Jitu, I need a puff.

• Me: Knock yourself out.

I gave her the joint. Asma took a huge puff. Her colossal boobs swayed in the process. Her smoky cologne was in the air. Seeing her eyes, it appeared that she was quite drunk.

Asma's boobs were jiggling every time she took a puff. I scanned her thighs inside out. She had 3 nose rings and a scorpion tattoo stretching from the chin to the nipple.

• Asma: How come you are here today?

• Me: Stopped on the way home for a smoke

• Asma: Looking at my bike, is it yours?

• Me: Yeah, I got a bike. So it is easy to roam.

• Asma: Oh, that's a fine ride

• Me: Can you ride?

• Asma: Yeah. But not the bike!

• Me: Hahaha, you are a handful.

• Asma: Nooo, I am just drunk af

• Me: Too much partying?

• Asma: Yeah, Fatima invited Irshad over. We have been boozing since 6 pm.

• Me: Is it over?

• Asma: Nah. Fatima is probably bouncing the brains out of Irshad's weeny. (She did the humping gesture. Her tits jiggled).

• Me: Hahaha, you didn't join them?

• Asma: Eww, I got some standards.

• Me: I can see that clearly (I gestured at her cleavage and laughed)

• Asma: You don't think I am hot? (Asma pouted her lips and squeezed her tits.)

• Me: Well, you are hot, no doubt.

Asma stepped close to me and sat on my bike with one leg on either side. The leather screeched as her butt slid over. I could see her thighs in her panties. She was flashing her cleavage at me. I was getting a boner as she was a busty one and had boobs the size of Fatima's ass.

• Asma: So, is there a girl whom you fuck?

• Me: Why do you want to know about it?

• Asma: Aww, seems like you are still a virgin? (saying so, she slid and moved a little closer to me. She smelled of whiskey.)

• Me: Well, I am not a virgin.

• Asma: Come on, babes, then what's there to hide about girlfriend

• Me: Okay, I had a gf, but we broke up and now I am single.

• Asma: Didn't your lil brother support you, or is it small to satisfy her

• Me: it is huge and strong enough to satisfy her and you together

• Asma: Ohh, let me see, baby (Saying so, she bent ahead to see my boner in jeans).

• Asma: Aw, you got hard stuff going down there, hahaha.

• Me: Well, you are a tempting view.

• Asma: Were you ogling at me all this time? You perv!

• Me: Not really, but how can I not see such massive and luscious jugs?

• Asma: Haw, you loser.

She hit me playfully. I chuckled and went back to smoking. Asma was now feeling ignored and started rubbing her body for warmth.

• Me: Don't you want to go back?

• Asma: Fatima will be coming here in a bit. I don't think Irshad can take that nymph for long. (My ears were seduced by hearing this. Fatima was also going to be there.)

• Me: Poor Irshad.

• Asma: Do you have to go somewhere?

• Me: Well, not really. It's a Friday. I will smoke the last cigarette of my packet and then probably go home.

• Asma: Oh, I've got a lot of smokes with me. (Asma showed me her cigarette pack.)

• Asma: You got lighter in your pants? Or just the boner, hahaha?

I almost choked on that comment. I had heard rumours of Asma getting caught masturbating on the basin sink in the college washroom. Her little purple vibrator was a famous relic in our college. Asma was really high and easy, I thought to myself, "Well, maybe I wouldn't have to jerk off in my sock tonight, lol." I just took a chance and replied to her,

Me: Well, you can find out the lighter from my pocket and check me out?

Asma took a pause and looked sideways. All the shops had shut down, and only one vendor was selling tea at a distance. Asma then ran her hand over the pocket of my jeans and then slowly slowly she moved her hand on my dick area. she then put her one hand in my pocket took the lighter from it and again roamed her hand on my dick. I could feel her hands grabbing my dick and rubbing it over my jeans.

• Asma: It feels long and thick there

• Me: It's too hot for you to handle, baby.

• Asma: I will decide that after seeing it.

• Me: Then what are you waiting for?

• Asma: Have the guts to show it to me now, here on the roadside

• Me: Well, if you are going to blow me off, I will.

• Asma: First, dare to remove your plane from the port.

• Me : ( I looked around, but it was dark all around with no one to bother at around 12.30 am, so taking the risk, I said to her) go ahead, babe, who's stopping you?

Hearing my answer, Asma looked around and, taking a smoke in her mouth, she slowly removed the chain of my jeans. she then managed to pull out my dick, seeing my dick, her eyes rolled. Asma hesitantly moved her hand around my cock while looking in the other directions as if checking if anyone is watching us. She slowly touched my hard cock and grabbed it after a few seconds.

Suddenly, she threw the cigarette and jumped off the bike, and came between my legs. She forced her tongue into my mouth and started swirling it. Her crotch was against mine, and she was writhing in rhythm. However, she was drunk. So her eyes were barely open. She was cutely kissing me while her hand was still on my bare dick. I gently withdrew my mouth and whispered in her ear.

• Me: Hey bitch, my cock ain't going to cum by itself, And I mauled her ass with my nails.

• Asma: Ah, you sick pervert.

• Me: Am I too much for you? There are rumours that you can make a horse cum merely with her tits, haha.

• Asma: Oh, I don't think you will reach my tits, my lips shall be your endgame.

• Me: Why don't you blow me then?

Asma was going to pass out any moment. Her head was juggling. So I just wished to get my load off before that. I grabbed her by the hair and pushed her down on her knees. And I sat comfortably on my bike seat.

• Asma: Ah, you animal. Do my assignments, and I will tattoo your name on my tit, hahaha.

She unbuckled my denim and got my cock out completely, Her hands felt chilly, she slowly started to stroke my cock back and forth and then took her face near my dick. I could feel her warm breath on my cock.

Asma stretched out her tongue and circled my cock tip, She kept sucking the tip of my cock like a pro, finally after a minute, she looked up at my face and said, "Its fun to suck a uncut Hindu dick."

I had an average-sized cock of around 6inches but I could control myself a lot and last long.

Asma spat on my cock and licked me. She gave me a death star while she took my tip inside her mouth. Asma was smiling devilishly while sucking. I couldn't hold the tease any longer. I pushed my hands in her t-shirt and grabbed her boobs and started fondling them. While I placed my another hand behind her head and pushed my cock deep in her mouth. Asma's eyes popped. I started pushing her head on my dick. I could feel her tongue going down slowly and her eyes shrinking with each thrust.

I was very close to cumming. But I held on to nutting. The bitch had me going fast. I got off the bike. Lowered my pant a bit more and started to face fucking Asma. Her hands had given up. Her grip on my legs was weaker. She was going to pass out. So I Said "Come on, Asma, you can do better", I started pushing her head on my dick. I could feel her tongue going down slowly and her eyes shrinking with each thrust. With a final powerful push, I filled her mouth completely with my hot cum. I was feeling awesome as i first time got a blowjob in open on roadside.

Same time, I felt a tap on my shoulder, and I got frightened. My hip froze, and my fluids were oozing out of her. I turned around to see who tapped me, it was Fatima.

God knows how long she was sneaking on us. Asma was now motionless, still sitting between my legs. I looked at Fatima, but was speechless. My cock was still hard inside Asma's mouth.

• Fatima: Hey, Mister.

• Me: Wtf! What are you doing here?

• Fatima: Umm, I think you have something around your cock and that's my friend.

• Me: I think she found something worthwhile to do. (I said in a funny tone)

• Fatima: Don't be so cocky.

Meanwhile, Asma almost fell to the ground. Her mouth was leaking spit and other oozes. Her boob popped out of her T-shirt and cock open out of my jeans. Seeing my position I covered my penis and buckled my Jeans. meanwhile, Fatima stole a glance at my dick and then she bent to cover Asma's Boobs and looking at me said, Help me get her on her feet.

I held Asma by the waist and tried to lift the heavy-ass girl. While lifting her I placed on her stomach and tried to touch her boobs. Fatima had a sarcastic face and her stony eyes, giving me the bitch-stare. She had an evil half-smile on her face.

• Fatima: Had fun, Jitu?

• Me: Just a bit.

• Fatima: Sure, your flagpole says it. (she said looking at my dick.)

• Me: You can't blame my cock to salute a busty tramp.

• Fatima: Shove your boner in your ass. And she laughed aloud

• Me: Your friend here was dying to taste my sausage.

• Fatima: Uh-huh. Get over yourself. With a bottle of vodka, Asma could blow a corpse.

• Me: Ouch.

• Fatima: Anyways, now, help me walk her into our apartment.

She pointed towards an apartment just 100 feet away. North Residency, it said. I lifted Asma and put her hand over my shoulder. Fatima did the same with the other hand. I could smell whiskey even from Fatima. I wanted to try my luck on her, I thought that Irshad might have left her place after their encounter. Hence, While walking I tried to touch Fatima's ass, but she was not too high and may be felt my fingers on her ass. She gave me a scared look but said nothing, But I was a bit scared to make any move, I quickly removed my hand from her ass.

We slowly walked, grabbing Asma, who was only half awake and hardly able to walk on her feet. But there was an awkward silence. I tried to break the ice,

• Me: Is that Irshad's hoodie? (Fatima was a bit surprised by my question.)

• Fatima: No, why would it be?

• Me: Well, Asma did mention your little bouncy adventure tonight with Irshad.

• Fatima: The slut can't keep her mouth shut. (She spanked Asma hard on ass while we were still dragging her home).

• Asma: Ouch!

We reached the building gate. I looked around, but the society seemed quiet calm with no person around in the parking area or any security at the gate.

• Fatima: Come, finish what you started.

• Me: What?

• Fatima: I mean, help me get her in bed.

• Me: Phew!

• Fatima: What was that?

• Me: Disappointment.

• Fatima: Didn't you cum in her mouth already?

• Me: I was barely there. She is a terrible sucker.

• Fatima: Haw! How dare you?

• Me: Well I am saying the Truth and then I pointed my finger towards my already erect cock.

• Fatima: Seriously, it's erected again that too, so fast?

We came near the lift. Fatima pressed the button, and we entered. She pressed 6. I pushed Asma's big butt to lean on the elevator wall. Fatima saw that.

• Asma: Ahh...

• Fatima: Careful there, hahaha.

• Me: It's such spankable ass

• Fatima: Is it? Let me see.

• Fatima bent Asma a little and spanked that fat ass really hard. I was amused.

• Asma: Daddy!

• Fatima: You bitch.

• Me: Nah, my turn

• I rubbed my palms and landed a powerful spank on Asma's buttocks. It wiggled.

• Asma: Ah, Jitu.

Fatima giggled and spanked her again. Asma passed out as we reached the 6th floor. We got out. I dragged Asma while Fatima looked for the keys. Fatima opened the door, and we stepped in.

The apartment smelled of smoke. Fairy lights twinkled. A large stack of cigarettes and crushed beer cans lay on the floor. But, the highlight was drunk Irshad, who had passed out on the couch with his shirt unhooked till his man-boobs. His pants were half-pulled up, the buckle undone. There was a used condom near the sofa corner. Irshad was snoring heavily. His belly went up and down, with half a dozen hickeys on his neck.

Looking at me, Fatima said,: You can give him a lap dance if you want. But first, can you lift that bitch till her room?

I caught Asma's luscious waist and dragged her to the bedroom. I left Asma on her bed. Fatima lifted her legs onto the bed. Asma was still chuckling. I looked around and found Brassieres lying around, and there was a half-bottle of vodka kept on the study table.

I turned around to leave. Before I could turn, I heard the door shut. I swiftly turned around to see Fatima viciously push the door with her leg, and looking at me, said "let us have a drink," and without waiting for my answer, she quickly made 2 nits of whiskey and handed one to me and sat on the bed next to Asma.

As I took the glass from her hand, Fatima asked to gulp it from top to bottom. I did as instructed. Once our glasses were empty, she put the vodka bottle directly to her lips and started drinking from it. Looking at her drink like an animal, I lit a smoke, and she instantly asked me for a puff.

While dragging a puff from the cigarette, Her skinny hand caressed her neck and then She was touching her left boob.

• Fatima: You really don't want to finish what you started, honey?

• Me: "What?" (I asked in a surprised tone.)

• Fatima whispered: Jitu, I am completely naked under this sweatshirt.

• Me: I think we shouldn't do it on impulse. You are drunk, so you are not thinking straight right now.

• Fatima: I might be drunk, but I am fully aware of my actions.

• Me: Well, your boyfriend is also here in the apartment.

• Faitma: Looks like your pole doesn't have enough power to bang me.

• Me: I am worried. What if they both wake up to your loud moans caused by my hard pole?

• Fatima: Don't matter, we are all adults, dude, chill.

• Me: Fine, do whatever you want. If this causes any bad consequences, I will not take any responsibility.

• Fatima: Yeah, whatever!

Saying that she pulled me towards her, and then she gently lifted her sweatshirt. Uff, I could see a fleshy pinkish pussy, Her pussy was shaved. She had the perfect waist with cute love handles.

She pulled me closer to her and unbuckled my denim, I stood staring directly into her stoner eyes. I pushed my denim and my jockey in one go to my knees. My cock sprung out in a jiffy. I shook my hips a little, and my cock wiggled with it. Fatima pounced at me and grabbed my cock. She stood on her heels and reached my lips. And in a second, pounded her tongue inside my mouth. My lips felt her wet lip piercings. Fatima was stroking my cock with full throttle. Our tongues fought for supremacy in each other's mouths as our saliva mixed, and our lips enjoyed the company of each other.

I moaned a bit in her ears, It probably aroused her more. She started massaging my balls. Her other hand was on my chest. Pinching my nipples over my t-shirt. It was happening so fast that my hands were resting on her butt cheeks. Fatima was convulsing in full passion.

I took control of the situation and grabbed her peaches firmly. She let out a hum. I cupped her butt hard and picked her up in the air. Fatima swiftly locked her legs around me. She was still deeply kissing me. Her eyes closed.

I spanked her butt once. Twice. 3 times...4...5

• Fatima squealed: Ouch, easy tiger.

• Me: What's the fun in that, be adventurous, babe?

• Fatima: You like kinky? I will give you kinky.

• Me: Yes my slut.

• Fatima: Be my Guest, baby, and enjoy.

Fatima pulled herself back and got on her feet. She climbed up, back on the bed next to Asma, who was still mumbling in sleep. Fatima squatted on Asma's face and took off her hoodie. The sight was flawless.

Asma woke up and snorted. She made weird sounds. Fatima was now completely naked. Her perfect hourglass of a figure was shining in the dim light. She had at least 3 tattoos on her luscious skin. And hiccups were in abundance, too. Her boobs were big for her torso.

• Asma: Umm, is that you, Fatima?

• Fatima: Shut up and lick me you whore.

• Asma: Aah, tasty...

• Fatima: Want to do it on Asma?

I couldn't control my body anymore. I got rid of my pants and removed my underpants and threw them on the bed, and climbed onto the bed. I grabbed Fatima's left boob and started sucking her tits. Fatima writhed in ecstasy as I sucked her plump nipple for a minute.

Fatima: Give something to my right boob too.

I pinched her right nipple with my hand. Fatima convulsed into an arch back. She was moaning in passion.

• Fatima: Ahh, Jitu. Uff, please don't let go.

• Me: You are making me go crazy, Fatima.

• Fatima: Uff, say my name, Jitu.

• Me: I am going to feed on you, Fatima.

• Fatima: Omg, you bull, suck them harder.

I bit her nipple, and she screamed in pain. I kept on playing with her boobs for sometime, while was rubbing her pussy on Asma's mouth. While I was fondling her boobs, She slapped Asma's ass couple of times. Finally, Fatima pushed me back and made me sit on the bed next to Asma's face.

Fatima: Wake up slut, wake up, She said in her ears while slapping her hard on face.

Fatima then asked me to keep both my legs on either side of Asma My cock was now perfectly between Asma's face. My balls were touching her lips. Asma opened her eyes, and my cock flashed in front of her eyes. But I knew she was still high, but was eager to have fun in a drunken state.

Asma picked up what she had left an hour ago. She was nibbling on my cock. Fatima got down from the bed and sat on Asma's forehead, facing me. Asma was doing magic with her juicy lips and tongue.

While Fatima wildly attacked my chest with her teeth and started chewing on my nipples, she sucked my nipple and in between kissed me on my face and neck.