A Housewife Or a Whore

[Snigdha]

Ankita: "Do you know that I cum the hardest when he is ass fucking me? Wait until he reams your sexy ass."
 
Aparna could not quite imagine Amit reaming her ass but Ankita's word made her wet between the legs instantly.
 
Aparna: "Look what you have become Ankita, a slut. A dirty ass fucking slut but if it is that which makes you happy - who am I to object. How do you take his huge dick in your tiny little ass?"
 
The tension had dissolved between them. It just felt like college days when they would sit together and bitch for hours. All the travelling had left them tired, Ankita got themselves something to eat and drink. The discussion went on for another hour. Aparna wanted to freshen up (in anticipation of things to come).
 
"Aparna, wear something which gives ready access to the ass, my man dreams of." Ankita said quite naughtily.
 
Aparna was blushing like a girl being introduced to sex for the first time. Her skin radiated heat knowing that Amit had conveyed to Ankita about his fantasy to ream her ass. To her utter surprise, Aparna was no more disgusted with the idea of being reamed. One could say that Aparna was nervously excited.
 
Aparna said something which made her look like the bigger slut of the two. She asked Ankita "Does he exhaust fast?"
 
Ankita naughtily replied "You know the answer already but you have yet to experience how many times he can go for you in a night when he is in the mood."
 
Aparna avoided further conversation on those lines.
 
Aparna: "Why don't you choose the dress for me?"
 
Ankita: "I would leave that to you. Let's see what kind of a slut you are."
 
Aparna took a while to decide what to wear. The feelings were absolutely the same as her first night. The shyness, the excitement, the anticipation were exactly the same. The only change was the dress. She chose to wear a long t-shirt. Aparna checked herself in the mirror for umpteenth time before making her way out.
 
Ankita's eyes teased Aparna as she made her way out. Ankita whistled as Aparna made way towards the sofa.
 
Ankita: "You look so much sexier than the college days."
 
Aparna could just blush in response. Ankita giggled as Aparna tried to cover as much of her leg as possible, while she sat on the sofa.
 
Ankita: "Why are you trying to act so nice types? Are you not a whore who exposes herself to anyone who pays?"
 
Once again, the word "whore" made Aparna squeeze her legs. Wish she knew why this word had such an effect on her.
 
Aparna: "Did you pay?"
 
Ankita was taken aback at Aparna's bold move.
 
Ankita: "Would you like to be paid?"
 
It was Aparna's turn to be at the receiving end. Aparna refrained from answering.
 
Ankita: "Let's see if have really left away your self-imposed limits or you are still carrying them around?"
 
Ankita shifted a lot closer to Aparna and looked into her eyes. She could clearly see that Aparna had indeed left away her self-imposed limits. The question was whether she had put them away totally or removed a few of them. Ankita put her hand on Aparna's exposed thighs and let her fingers move up. Aparna did not resist Ankita's advances. She instead positioned herself in such a way that Ankita got easy access to her body.
 
Ankita was taken aback by this bold move. She was busy imagining what had made Aparna change so much. Ankita ultimately decided that it hardly mattered how it happened, as long as it was happening - it was fine. Ankita was getting naughtier by the passing minute and Aparna was opening up by the passing seconds.
 
Ankita: "Burgundy color compliments your skin perfectly, a nice contrast to your fair skin. Nice choice"
 
Aparna just listened. She was wearing a white color long t-shirt. She wondered what made Ankita think she was wearing the color burgundy. A thought crossed her mind - was Ankita color blind? She then adjusted the shoulder of her t-shirt and realized that her bra strap was showing. Aparna swore at Ankita for being such a minx. Ankita just giggled. Their conversation was cut short as they saw Amit entering the room.
 
Ankita: "Amit, isn't she looking hot in this t-shirt?"
 
Amit stopped and looked at Aparna pretty nicely.
 
Amit: "Yes, she is. I think we both know how she looks with and without her clothes."
 
Aparna could feel her cheeks burning red with passion.
 
Amit: "Aparna, believe me, I am the luckiest guy on this whole wide world. To have you without limits, alongwith my wife, is something which I never could even think of in my wildest of fantasies."
 
Amit came and sat next to Aparna. Aparna was in between both of them. Her body and mind were on a rollercoaster ride thinking of everything that was going to happen between her and Amit, wish she knew the role Ankita would play.
 
Aparna deliberately faced Amit. She did not want to give him access to her ass, so soon.
 
Aparna: "You suddenly went missing. Were you upto something mischievous?"
 
Amit: "I sometimes wonder how close you two would be as friends if you knew each other's kinks as well."
 
Amit's word bombarded Aparna's imaginations with a thousand new thoughts. She wondered what he really meant. Ankita's giggles confused her further.
 
Amit: "Ankita, I got you everything that you wanted. It is in my backpack in the bedroom."
 
Ankita did not say a word, just giggled, and made her way to get the backpack. It was a moment of awkwardness for Aparna to be all alone with Amit. She pondered what is it that was making this moment so odd, after all she had spent much time with him -- with clothes and without clothes too. Maybe her mind was on an overdrive, she just needed to take relax.
 
Aparna's stream of thoughts got the much required jolt. Amit grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her up for a kiss. The kiss was soft but his tongue clearly conveyed his desires and urgency. He grabbed her ass cheeks with his other free hand. Aparna felt a renewed surge of passion to see his state of desire, for her. She shyly let him do all he wished.
 
Amit (whispered in her ears): "I am dying to ream you to ecstasy."
 
Ankita entered carrying the backpack. She had changed into a long t-shirt herself. One could clearly see her boobs shaking left to right. It was more than clear that she was not wearing a bra anymore.
 
Ankita: "Amit, is it fair that I am without a bra and Aparna gets to wear one?"
 
Aparna felt so very shy, imagining undressing herself for him.
 
Amit: "What is the rush Ankita? I want to take things slow, real slow. I really do want to compare the two of you. I want you both to undress piece by piece."