13-05-2019, 07:52 PM
It was a lazy Saturday. One of those days when you just really don't feel like doing anything, but lay around naked and have sex. My friend Shweta called me and asked if I cared if she came over. Of course, I didn't, Shweta and I have been best friends for over 20 years, and if she just wanted to come over to hang out, by all means, she was welcome.
My husband was out riding his mountain bike and I was lounging on the couch when Shweta came over. She was still in her jammies too. I couldn't take my eyes off of her. She was just in a little tank top and boxer shorts. Apparently, it was a little nippy outside because her nipples were hard when she walked through the door. My pussy started to twitch a little thinking about her nipples and wondering if she had on any panties beneath those boxers. I was betting not, since she doesn't like to wear panties, which just made my pussy ache just that much more.
Shweta is 5 foot nothing and petite. Everything about her is petite, but proportionate. She has small boobs, but for her frame, they fit her, and she has a nice round ass. We are different from each other, where she is only 5 foot, I am 5 foot 8. But we are similar in some ways too. We both have dark hair and an olive complexion (similar to Nicole Scherzinger for reference). Her from her Gujarati mother and mine from my Bengali mother. We both have insatiable sex drives also. Our husbands benefit well from that. The one thing that neither of us had done before was be with a woman. We had both been to college, but never experienced anything like that. Shweta had kissed a woman before, but I hadn't. We always joked about having our first experiences together, but it just never happened. Not for a lack of interest though! I figured I would just let things go between us and if it happened, it happened, and if not, then that's ok too.
She came in flopped on the couch and said, "I just can't get motivated to do a damn thing today!"
I laughed and said, "Yeah, me too. Ashwin is out riding and I haven't moved from this couch since he left! Do you want some coffee or anything?" She said she did and I got up to make her a cup.
Shweta followed me into the kitchen and was chatting the whole time. I honestly couldn't tell you what she was saying because I kept thinking about how much I wanted her. Which surprised me, because I normally have a fleeting thought about being with her or if I see an attractive woman, but never does it stay in the forefront of my mind. I had been horny since Ashwin had left to go ride. I knew I should've fucked him before he left. Damnit.
The next thing I heard was, "Well, what do you think?"
Coming back to reality, I said, "Huh? Oh, sorry, Shweta, what?"
She just giggled at me and said, "You're thinking about sex again, aren't you? Horny Ass!"
I couldn't help but blush, she caught me. Too bad she didn't know she was the one I was thinking of.
I said, "let's call Shaila and see if she wants to do something today", Shweta reiterated.
Shaila was my boss, but also a very good friend of mine and Shweta's. I thought that was a good idea, so I gave her a call. Shaila had a friend in town visiting, but she said that she could meet up with us and we could all 4 do something together. I don't know what was wrong with me, but my pussy was dripping. I had secretly lusted over my boss too. The prospect of being with Shweta and Shaila had my mind spinning. Nothing was saying that we were going to have sex, but in my mind, we were.
Again, Shweta caught me in deep thought. "Poornima, what is your deal?"
She said. Before I could stop myself, I said, "I'm sorry, I'm horny as fuck today. I knew I should've fucked Ashwin before he left to go ride, but I didn't and now my pussy is aching and all I can think of is sex."
Shweta just kind of looked at me and at first, she looked shocked, but then she looked just as horny as I did.
She said, "Well, how about I take care of that for you? We've always talked about it, and we've got the chance, so what do you think?"
I couldn't believe my ears, and I thought she was messing with me, I said, "Yeah ok, Shweta whatever."
She looked at me and didn't say anything. Instead she walked towards me, stuck her hands under my shirt and started rolling my already hard nipples in between her fingers. I started moaning and leaned back against the counter, she said, "Well, how about it? You going to let me lick and finger your pussy till you cum since you are so horny today? Or are you just going to go through the day and be a horny little bitch?"
My head was spinning with lust. My pussy juices had soaked through my shorts and my nipples felt like they were on fire in her hands. I couldn't take it. I wanted to feel her lips on my pussy. I wanted to feel her suck on my clit. I wanted to feel her fingers deep in my pussy while she lapped at my juices.
She let go of my nipples and said, "Well, what do you want?" I took a hold of her and kissed her deeply and said, "I want you to fuck me Shweta. Make me cum." She grabbed my shorts and pulled them down; I stepped out of them and sat up on the counter to give her better access to my pussy. I had just gotten waxed, so my pussy was nice and smooth.
She looked at my pussy and said, "Damn Poornima you are horny. Look at how wet you are." I just nodded my head and guided her mouth towards my pussy.
I could feel her breath on my pussy and I was moaning and telling her to please lick me. I needed to feel her so badly. Seeing her in between my legs was hot, but feeling her breath on my pussy was incredible. I was shaking with anticipation.
She looked up at me and said, "Watch me, Poornima. Watch me lick your pussy till you cum. This is what you've been waiting for." And with that, she buried her face in my cunt.
The feeling was indescribable. My mind was racing with all that was going on, I still couldn't process the fact that she was actually eating my pussy, but yet, there she was; I was watching her do it. I could feel my orgasm build and I started to shake, it was going to be a strong one. I grabbed the back of her head with one hand while the other was pulling and rolling my nipples. She was amazing; she knew exactly what I wanted. I was right there, just about to go over the edge, I could feel my pussy juices just flowing on the kitchen counter and I didn't care, when the doorbell rang.
My husband was out riding his mountain bike and I was lounging on the couch when Shweta came over. She was still in her jammies too. I couldn't take my eyes off of her. She was just in a little tank top and boxer shorts. Apparently, it was a little nippy outside because her nipples were hard when she walked through the door. My pussy started to twitch a little thinking about her nipples and wondering if she had on any panties beneath those boxers. I was betting not, since she doesn't like to wear panties, which just made my pussy ache just that much more.
Shweta is 5 foot nothing and petite. Everything about her is petite, but proportionate. She has small boobs, but for her frame, they fit her, and she has a nice round ass. We are different from each other, where she is only 5 foot, I am 5 foot 8. But we are similar in some ways too. We both have dark hair and an olive complexion (similar to Nicole Scherzinger for reference). Her from her Gujarati mother and mine from my Bengali mother. We both have insatiable sex drives also. Our husbands benefit well from that. The one thing that neither of us had done before was be with a woman. We had both been to college, but never experienced anything like that. Shweta had kissed a woman before, but I hadn't. We always joked about having our first experiences together, but it just never happened. Not for a lack of interest though! I figured I would just let things go between us and if it happened, it happened, and if not, then that's ok too.
She came in flopped on the couch and said, "I just can't get motivated to do a damn thing today!"
I laughed and said, "Yeah, me too. Ashwin is out riding and I haven't moved from this couch since he left! Do you want some coffee or anything?" She said she did and I got up to make her a cup.
Shweta followed me into the kitchen and was chatting the whole time. I honestly couldn't tell you what she was saying because I kept thinking about how much I wanted her. Which surprised me, because I normally have a fleeting thought about being with her or if I see an attractive woman, but never does it stay in the forefront of my mind. I had been horny since Ashwin had left to go ride. I knew I should've fucked him before he left. Damnit.
The next thing I heard was, "Well, what do you think?"
Coming back to reality, I said, "Huh? Oh, sorry, Shweta, what?"
She just giggled at me and said, "You're thinking about sex again, aren't you? Horny Ass!"
I couldn't help but blush, she caught me. Too bad she didn't know she was the one I was thinking of.
I said, "let's call Shaila and see if she wants to do something today", Shweta reiterated.
Shaila was my boss, but also a very good friend of mine and Shweta's. I thought that was a good idea, so I gave her a call. Shaila had a friend in town visiting, but she said that she could meet up with us and we could all 4 do something together. I don't know what was wrong with me, but my pussy was dripping. I had secretly lusted over my boss too. The prospect of being with Shweta and Shaila had my mind spinning. Nothing was saying that we were going to have sex, but in my mind, we were.
Again, Shweta caught me in deep thought. "Poornima, what is your deal?"
She said. Before I could stop myself, I said, "I'm sorry, I'm horny as fuck today. I knew I should've fucked Ashwin before he left to go ride, but I didn't and now my pussy is aching and all I can think of is sex."
Shweta just kind of looked at me and at first, she looked shocked, but then she looked just as horny as I did.
She said, "Well, how about I take care of that for you? We've always talked about it, and we've got the chance, so what do you think?"
I couldn't believe my ears, and I thought she was messing with me, I said, "Yeah ok, Shweta whatever."
She looked at me and didn't say anything. Instead she walked towards me, stuck her hands under my shirt and started rolling my already hard nipples in between her fingers. I started moaning and leaned back against the counter, she said, "Well, how about it? You going to let me lick and finger your pussy till you cum since you are so horny today? Or are you just going to go through the day and be a horny little bitch?"
My head was spinning with lust. My pussy juices had soaked through my shorts and my nipples felt like they were on fire in her hands. I couldn't take it. I wanted to feel her lips on my pussy. I wanted to feel her suck on my clit. I wanted to feel her fingers deep in my pussy while she lapped at my juices.
She let go of my nipples and said, "Well, what do you want?" I took a hold of her and kissed her deeply and said, "I want you to fuck me Shweta. Make me cum." She grabbed my shorts and pulled them down; I stepped out of them and sat up on the counter to give her better access to my pussy. I had just gotten waxed, so my pussy was nice and smooth.
She looked at my pussy and said, "Damn Poornima you are horny. Look at how wet you are." I just nodded my head and guided her mouth towards my pussy.
I could feel her breath on my pussy and I was moaning and telling her to please lick me. I needed to feel her so badly. Seeing her in between my legs was hot, but feeling her breath on my pussy was incredible. I was shaking with anticipation.
She looked up at me and said, "Watch me, Poornima. Watch me lick your pussy till you cum. This is what you've been waiting for." And with that, she buried her face in my cunt.
The feeling was indescribable. My mind was racing with all that was going on, I still couldn't process the fact that she was actually eating my pussy, but yet, there she was; I was watching her do it. I could feel my orgasm build and I started to shake, it was going to be a strong one. I grabbed the back of her head with one hand while the other was pulling and rolling my nipples. She was amazing; she knew exactly what I wanted. I was right there, just about to go over the edge, I could feel my pussy juices just flowing on the kitchen counter and I didn't care, when the doorbell rang.
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