My Girl Friendâs best friend is initiated into sex
After our tryst with an early consensual sex adventure with each other and having clearly learnt to understand that sex was best if it was designed to please the other partner, we had embarked upon a phase of wanton sex.
The more wanton, the more exciting. The more blatant and dangerous the place and timing the sweet the fuck.
We fucked practically everyday. Our studies were suffering. She was doing badly. I was slowly sinking in the class.
All I could think of was her and her pussy. The smell, the taste and her moaning and pleading for more.
We even discussed our fantasies and our conversations with our friends. During one such post fuck chatting session, she had told me about one of her girl friends in her collage, who was very keen to have an experience of actual sex.
Tara (my lover) had slowly advanced to advising her friend as to how to masturbate and how to enhance pleasure. This relationship had grown and recently Tara had helped her friend Neera masturbate. What was surprising was that Tara was being slowly sucked into a lesbian affair, simply because Neera was sex hungry and wanted help to release herself from this terrible aching feeling.
I suggested to Tara why she should help her. I told her, I was willing to help in any manner.
Tara asked me âWill you be willing to fuck her?â.
I knew this was a trap. I said âI will fuck you only. If YOU insist that I must help your friend, I will help. But, Neera must willingly be fuckedâ.
Tara said âOkay, I will find outâ.
On this particular day, Tara had told me that she expected to study in her room. I forgot to tell you that she shared her room with her kid sister. She also informed me that Neera was expected to stay overnight in Taraâs house in the guest bed room upstairs. Tara added, she expected that later in the night, she would take Neeraâs clothes off and play with her pussy. Neera would also masturbate Tara.
I said, âThis is terrible. You fuck me and yet masturbate with somebody else? I donât mind you masturbating alone. Or with me, but with her?!!!!â.
Tara sweetly said âYou asked me to help her. Once she enjoys, I feel like doing it. And she is willing to helpâ.
I took that chance. I asked her, âWhat if I joined in?â.
Tara asked âBut how will you join us? And how do I know Neera will let you fuck her?â.
I said âDarling, if she says no, she can see us fucking and masturbate. If she wants to be fucked, she will ask for it.â
I told Tara, I had a plan. Tara should keep her table near her ground floor window. I will creep up late at night and then the rest will be done.
She was aghast at my daring.
As planned, at about 11 PM, I parked my car near her house, climbed the gate and crept around the house and reached her window. She saw me and gasped. She was wearing a salwar and kameez.
She looked behind to see her sister sleeping soundly.
She opened the window. I climbed in.
Immediately, I asked her to switch off the lights.
I grabbed her and started to kiss her all over. She stopped me whispering âShe will wake up. She will see usâ.
I just scooped her up into my arms and walked towards her door leading to the stiar case.
The door creaked. I quickly opened the door and walked silently up the stairs.
On the landing of the stairs, I put Tar down and with one quick movement peeled off her kameez. I threw her kameez right there.
She was shivering slightly. There she was standing in near darkness wearing a bra and her salwar.
I pulled her by her hand up stairs into the guest roomâs ante room.
In this room there was small single bed.
I pushed her back onto the bed and inserted my hand into her salwar. She gasped and said âGod, that is too fast. I am not wet as yetâ.
I put my palm over her mouth and pulled out the draw string.
I switched on the night lamp. I could then see her. I caught her bra and tore it off. She said âouch that hurtsâ.
I pulled the cord and immediately pulled her salwar down.
She was completely naked.
I let the salwar cling to her ankles. I took the upper end of the salwar now below her and took it over my head so that her legs had to be open and tied around my waist.
I lifted her buttocks roughly and started to eat her pussy. Only her head was resting on the bed. She was now hanging from my shoulders with her pussy being eaten.
She started to moan and cry and gasp.
When I felt the pussy juices nicely flowing, I put her on the bed. I took out the salwar from over my head and parted her legs wide with the ankles still in the salwar. I sat astride her face and took off my trousers and underwear. I pushed my cock into her mouth.
She protested. Before she could say much, my cock was in her mouth. She was sucking it.
I held her waist and descended onto her pussy. Our own 69 was on.
In a few minutes, I was about to cum.
I stopped her and changed my position.
On the single bed, there was only one way we could both lie down. Me on top of her.
She guided my cock into her pussy.