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Note: If you have not already read it, Study Break is the prequel to this story.
Radhi usually didn't stick around too long after we'd fucked when we had class the next morning but it appeared as though I had planted quite an idea with her about inviting Mamta to join us for one of our future trysts. I surmised that Radhi was into women as well as men as she talked about the two of us doing Mamta rather than the two of them doing me. I had a feeling that we might be going at it again that night as we continued to talk about the prospect of seducing Mamta and formulated a plan that would give both of us access to her hot body. I asked Radhi if they'd ever talked about me when they'd been studying together and, since they hadn't, I suggested she bring up my name to gauge Mamta's interest, then try to engage her in conversation about what they'd each do to me given the chance, without letting on that she'd probably done all of those things with me already. I figured if Mamta seemed enthusiastic about the prospect of getting involved with me sexually, then we shouldn't have too much trouble making our plan work. The idea was to have Mamta believe that she and Radhi were seducing me when it was actually Radhi and me seducing her.
I was playing with Radhi's luscious tits as we talked and she had reached down to stroke my cock, which was already nearly back to full rigidity. Once we'd decided on our course of action, we started to make out again as we had both become totally aroused with talk and thoughts of Mamta. I slipped my hand down to find her pussy completely engorged and overflowing with juices and, after stroking her clit got her moaning loudly, she asked me to put on another condom and fuck her like I was going to fuck Mamta. I quickly retrieved another condom, rolled it on and climbed on top of her, slipping into her hot, slippery pussy. I started fucking her hard and fast, knowing from experience that she was already pretty close to another orgasm. I had my eyes closed and was picturing Mamta naked, her full, brown tits jutting out with dark nipples just waiting to be sucked and a trim, dark bush barely concealing her pussy. I imagined it was that pussy below me that I was pumping my cock in and out of and my cock throbbed even more.
Radhi was moaning and whimpering as she raised her hips to meet my incoming thrusts, her knees bent and her legs spread wide apart. I wondered what was going through her mind, whether she was imagining that she was Mamta or that Mamta was somehow fucking her. Both ideas only brought me closer to my own orgasm and, based on Radhi's noises and movements, she seemed to be on the verge herself. It had been a while since I'd felt her pussy so hot and wet and I was absolutely enjoying it. My cock was beginning to swell even more as I continued to fuck her hard and her pussy became even more engorged until she finally let out a cry and I could feel her trembling below me as she came. I don't think she'd even finished cumming before I was shooting my load into the reservoir tip of my condom. We lay there panting, a thin layer of sweat between us, until I worried about the condom leaking and extracted my shrinking tool from her.