01-01-2022, 08:32 PM
That wasn’t far from true, but it didn’t mean Madhuri didn’t like hearing it. She was having such a good time between Kajol’s legs that she had to wonder if being her slut could be a full time position. Madhuri could feel her pussy juice dripping down her leg. She so badly wanted to reach down and touch herself but she didn’t dare. Kajol was making the rules here and until she heard her tell her it was ok to give herself a finger fuck, her hands were staying right where they were on Kajol’s legs.
The heat of Kajol’s pussy told Madhuri that she was getting close. She hadn’t forgotten how good a woman tasted when she came all over her tongue and Madhuri was happily anticipating tasting the Kajol’s orgasm. She wasn’t going to get it just by tongue fucking her pussy though. After all, women went down on women because they knew they were the only ones who really knew what they needed and what kind of woman would she be if she blatantly ignored Kajol’s clitoris.
Madhuri ran her fingers through Kajol’s snatch and quickly found exactly what she was looking for. With positive identification of the location of Kajol’s clit, Madhuri zeroed in with her tongue. She hit the spot almost immediately and got right to work lashing at Kajol’s clit with her tongue.
“Ohhhhhhhh fucking yesssssss…” Kajol hissed. “Yeahhh Madhuri fuck that hard clit! Mmmm what a nasty little pussy licker you turned out to be. So fucking good. Mmmmm slap that clit with your tongue! Make me fucking come you slut! Work your whore tongue magic on me!
Madhuri was now concentrating solely on Kajol’s clit. She pushed her face down further into her sex and used her tongue and lips in alternating attacks on her pleasure center. As she did this her ass rose up in the air behind her, the contestant hoping the site of her bare backside was enough to give Kajol a little extra jolt of pleasure as she drew closer to coming. Kajol’s juices were getting nice and tangy and Madhuri felt the walls of her pussy begin to tighten. She was almost there.
With Kajol’s hard, throbbing clit under her tongue, Madhuri held the key to Kajol’s orgasm close to her. She let Kajol stew in her own arousal for a few moments as a small dose of payback before she went right for the gold. She made sure Kajol’s legs were spread wide for her and she went to Kajol’s clit with her lips, striving to suck the orgasm right out of her.
“OHHHH HOLY SHIT!!!” Kajol wailed, her insides tensing up and her body rising up from the bed in anticipation until her tits and stomach were jutting out in the air. It was like she was being slowly pulled up and up and when she couldn’t take any more the rope snapped and she plunged downward in an intense orgasm.
“WHOAAAA!!!” Kajol gasped as one last suck on her clit got her coming and creaming all over Madhuri’ tongue. She shook violently but never lost the rapturous smile on her face as Madhuri licked her clean. Her pussy rubbed all over Madhuri chin and nose, covering her face in her juices. When Kajol fell back on the bed, catching her breath from her orgasm she quickly noticed that Madhuri’ face was delightfully sticky with girl cum. She was about to lick her clean when she suddenly had a better idea. It was time to make sure Madhuri learned her lesson about nosing around, and what better way to do it than with a tribute to Madhuri.
“Ooooh you eat pussy pretty damn well my horny slut,” Kajol cooed as she reached over and began to rub Madhuri backside, which she had indeed seen and appreciated while being eaten out. “You did your job and now it’s time to do mine. But first you get a little bonus. Turn around. Let me see this hot fucking ass of yours.”
Kajol then hopped off the bed as Madhuri did as she was told and let the hostess study her backside. She remained bent over and cleaning her lips off with her tongue. God, it had been too long since she had fucked a woman. Kajol was so hot that Madhuri was now back in the bisexual groove again.
“Stay like that,” Kajol instructed as Madhuri was bent over, her head pointed toward the bedroom window and away from Kajol’s closet. “I’ll be right back.”
Madhuri could hear Kajol rummaging through her closet for something. She was tempted to turn around to see what was going on, but she thought better of it. Kajol wasn’t going to like it if she did that. Besides it was hotter to be kept in suspense. Madhuri was shocked all of this had happened, but she wasn’t one bit sorry. She had come for a story and now she had a faceful of girl cream and one wet pussy that needed attention. Who cared about a stupid news show when you had that?
“Are you ready for me Dikshit?” Madhuri heard Kajol ask from behind her.
“Oh yes Kajol,” Madhuri answered, her eyes closed as she wondered what she was going to get. “Give it to me Kajol. Do what you want with me!”
“Ohhh your pussy is so wet for me Madhuri,” Kajol admired as she petted the wet lips and soft fur between Madhuri’ legs. “Did you get this wet stripping for me or was it from eating my hot pussy?”
“Both,” Madhuri replied.
“Good answer,” Kajol laughed as she continued to touch Madhuri’s snatch. “I just love a wet pussy like this. But you’re not wet enough for what I want to do with you. What can we do about that?”
Madhuri then shivered in desire as she heard Kajol gather up her saliva and spit right into her pussy. The feeling of Kajol spitting into her like that was a turn on and it became even more of one when Kajol began rubbing her spit all over her pussy. She then spit into her again and gave her the same treatment with her fingers.
“It’s time now bitch,” Kajol said and before Madhuri could respond she felt a huge rush of pleasure straight to her brain. The walls of her pink pussy were being stretched and filled as Kajol guided her strap-on right inside her and began to fuck her hard.
“OOOOOOOOOOOH FUUUUUUCK!!!” Madhuri screamed in pleasure as the toy penetrated her. She had never been taken with a strap-on before, but she sure knew what a toy felt like in her pussy and this was fucking awesome. She had thought only a real cock could make you feel this filled. She was wrong.
“That’s it…take it slut,” Kajol groaned as she fucked Madhuri and worked out her remaining anger against the contestant. “Take my cock deep in your wet slutty cunt! Feels good doesn’t it? Sluts like you love getting fucked! Never been fucked by anyone hot like me though! Take it all you nasty casting couch bitch!”
It was hard for Madhuri to tell what she liked more. The sensation of having that toy deep in her pussy or hearing Kajol talk to her like that. It was all hot and it was all stimulating. She was already dripping onto Kajol’s toy and Madhuri began to really howl out her passion when Kajol began spanking her ass while she fucked her.
“Nasty…fucking…bitch…” Kajol swore as she spanked Madhuri between every word. “You get what you came for, huh slut? You get the dirt you wanted? Now you’re getting what sluts like you deserve. You’re getting your whore ass spanked! And you’re loving it, aren’t you? Tell me you’re fucking loving it!”
“Yessss…I’m loving it!” Madhuri exclaimed. “I’M FUCKING LOVING IT!!!”
Kajol continued to fuck Madhuri hard, making the contestant cry out and shake on her bed. She hadn’t used this thing on many girls. In fact it had only been used on Holly and Madhuri. She could still shut her eyes and remember how she had taken Madhuri with it on her first visit to the house. Kajol hadn’t expected to be challenged sexually, but Madhuri had come looking for control and the two of them had ended up in plenty of sticky messes trying to settle their struggle for dominance. Madhuri was certainly a hot fuck, but she was no Madhuri and Kajol hoped that it wouldn’t be long before her friend was at the receiving end of this toy again. Maybe she’d also be able to finally meet this Mr. Snappy she had heard so much about.
“Fuck me Kajol!” Madhuri begged. “Fuck me hard! I deserve it! I so fucking deserve this! Punish my cunt with your cock! Give me the fucking I need! Fill me up!”
“That’s it,” Kajol groaned. “That’s what I want to hear. Tell me you’re my slut!”
“Yesssssss I am…I’m your little fucking slut,” Madhuri wailed, her hair flying in all directions as she rocked back and forth on the bed to meet the hard thrusts of Kajol’s toy. “Fuck your slut! I’m a horny actress who sleeps around for parts and I need to be fucked like a whore!”
“Ooooh you are a nasty bitch,” Kajol laughed. “I want you to come for me, you so-called Bollywood Queen slut. Come all over my cock! Coat it with your cream or I’ll throw you out of this house without your fucking clothes and with your face covered in cum. We’ll see who the fucking top diva is then!”
“Yessssss I’ll come…I’ll come for you!” Madhuri panted. “I’ll fucking come all over your cock! Just don’t stop fucking me! Take my slut pussy and make it yours! I’m all yours Kajol! All yours!”
Saying that earned Madhuri an extra hard thrust from Kajol. She was so fucking close and the toy made her pussy feel so nice and stretched. She hadn’t been fucked like this in a long time and she was ready to commit herself to being Kajol’s slave if that was what it took for her to get her off. The real reason for her visit to Kajol’s house had been all but forgotten as Madhuri felt that toy push into her pussy time and time again until she couldn’t take it anymore.
“I’m gonna…gonna….gonna come…” Madhuri gasped.
“Yessssss come for me,” Kajol said before once again smacking Madhuri’ pink ass hard. “Come for Kajol you hot bitch!”
Feeling those slaps on her ass was what did it for Madhuri and if Kajol said anything more, it was drowned out by the sounds of Madhuri' orgasmic cries.
“AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!” Madhuri screamed. “FUUUUUUUUCK!!! OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH YESSSSSSSSSS!!!”
Madhuri could feel her pussy creaming the strap on as the most pleasant fog she’d ever experienced rolled through her head and her body shook in rapture. She clawed at Kajol’s sheets and tossed her hair asunder. She wanted this. She needed this. She was a news slut and she was getting off so hard on being one. It was so fucking good she never wanted the orgasm that was rattling her body to stop.
It was like there was a volcano going off inside her body, with hot pleasure coursing through every inch of her. Madhuri had never felt anything so intense in her life. Even as she began the inevitable cycle down, her body was still caught up in a rush. It had been so long since she had felt the touch of another woman and no woman had ever taken her like Kajol had. She just kept pushing herself back onto Kajol’s strap on, each push progressively slower, as her head swam in sensations.
When her orgasm did stop, Madhuri collapsed on the bed. She groaned in exhausted desire, not able to do much more than just lie there and try to get a handle on what had just happened here.
The heat of Kajol’s pussy told Madhuri that she was getting close. She hadn’t forgotten how good a woman tasted when she came all over her tongue and Madhuri was happily anticipating tasting the Kajol’s orgasm. She wasn’t going to get it just by tongue fucking her pussy though. After all, women went down on women because they knew they were the only ones who really knew what they needed and what kind of woman would she be if she blatantly ignored Kajol’s clitoris.
Madhuri ran her fingers through Kajol’s snatch and quickly found exactly what she was looking for. With positive identification of the location of Kajol’s clit, Madhuri zeroed in with her tongue. She hit the spot almost immediately and got right to work lashing at Kajol’s clit with her tongue.
“Ohhhhhhhh fucking yesssssss…” Kajol hissed. “Yeahhh Madhuri fuck that hard clit! Mmmm what a nasty little pussy licker you turned out to be. So fucking good. Mmmmm slap that clit with your tongue! Make me fucking come you slut! Work your whore tongue magic on me!
Madhuri was now concentrating solely on Kajol’s clit. She pushed her face down further into her sex and used her tongue and lips in alternating attacks on her pleasure center. As she did this her ass rose up in the air behind her, the contestant hoping the site of her bare backside was enough to give Kajol a little extra jolt of pleasure as she drew closer to coming. Kajol’s juices were getting nice and tangy and Madhuri felt the walls of her pussy begin to tighten. She was almost there.
With Kajol’s hard, throbbing clit under her tongue, Madhuri held the key to Kajol’s orgasm close to her. She let Kajol stew in her own arousal for a few moments as a small dose of payback before she went right for the gold. She made sure Kajol’s legs were spread wide for her and she went to Kajol’s clit with her lips, striving to suck the orgasm right out of her.
“OHHHH HOLY SHIT!!!” Kajol wailed, her insides tensing up and her body rising up from the bed in anticipation until her tits and stomach were jutting out in the air. It was like she was being slowly pulled up and up and when she couldn’t take any more the rope snapped and she plunged downward in an intense orgasm.
“WHOAAAA!!!” Kajol gasped as one last suck on her clit got her coming and creaming all over Madhuri’ tongue. She shook violently but never lost the rapturous smile on her face as Madhuri licked her clean. Her pussy rubbed all over Madhuri chin and nose, covering her face in her juices. When Kajol fell back on the bed, catching her breath from her orgasm she quickly noticed that Madhuri’ face was delightfully sticky with girl cum. She was about to lick her clean when she suddenly had a better idea. It was time to make sure Madhuri learned her lesson about nosing around, and what better way to do it than with a tribute to Madhuri.
“Ooooh you eat pussy pretty damn well my horny slut,” Kajol cooed as she reached over and began to rub Madhuri backside, which she had indeed seen and appreciated while being eaten out. “You did your job and now it’s time to do mine. But first you get a little bonus. Turn around. Let me see this hot fucking ass of yours.”
Kajol then hopped off the bed as Madhuri did as she was told and let the hostess study her backside. She remained bent over and cleaning her lips off with her tongue. God, it had been too long since she had fucked a woman. Kajol was so hot that Madhuri was now back in the bisexual groove again.
“Stay like that,” Kajol instructed as Madhuri was bent over, her head pointed toward the bedroom window and away from Kajol’s closet. “I’ll be right back.”
Madhuri could hear Kajol rummaging through her closet for something. She was tempted to turn around to see what was going on, but she thought better of it. Kajol wasn’t going to like it if she did that. Besides it was hotter to be kept in suspense. Madhuri was shocked all of this had happened, but she wasn’t one bit sorry. She had come for a story and now she had a faceful of girl cream and one wet pussy that needed attention. Who cared about a stupid news show when you had that?
“Are you ready for me Dikshit?” Madhuri heard Kajol ask from behind her.
“Oh yes Kajol,” Madhuri answered, her eyes closed as she wondered what she was going to get. “Give it to me Kajol. Do what you want with me!”
“Ohhh your pussy is so wet for me Madhuri,” Kajol admired as she petted the wet lips and soft fur between Madhuri’ legs. “Did you get this wet stripping for me or was it from eating my hot pussy?”
“Both,” Madhuri replied.
“Good answer,” Kajol laughed as she continued to touch Madhuri’s snatch. “I just love a wet pussy like this. But you’re not wet enough for what I want to do with you. What can we do about that?”
Madhuri then shivered in desire as she heard Kajol gather up her saliva and spit right into her pussy. The feeling of Kajol spitting into her like that was a turn on and it became even more of one when Kajol began rubbing her spit all over her pussy. She then spit into her again and gave her the same treatment with her fingers.
“It’s time now bitch,” Kajol said and before Madhuri could respond she felt a huge rush of pleasure straight to her brain. The walls of her pink pussy were being stretched and filled as Kajol guided her strap-on right inside her and began to fuck her hard.
“OOOOOOOOOOOH FUUUUUUCK!!!” Madhuri screamed in pleasure as the toy penetrated her. She had never been taken with a strap-on before, but she sure knew what a toy felt like in her pussy and this was fucking awesome. She had thought only a real cock could make you feel this filled. She was wrong.
“That’s it…take it slut,” Kajol groaned as she fucked Madhuri and worked out her remaining anger against the contestant. “Take my cock deep in your wet slutty cunt! Feels good doesn’t it? Sluts like you love getting fucked! Never been fucked by anyone hot like me though! Take it all you nasty casting couch bitch!”
It was hard for Madhuri to tell what she liked more. The sensation of having that toy deep in her pussy or hearing Kajol talk to her like that. It was all hot and it was all stimulating. She was already dripping onto Kajol’s toy and Madhuri began to really howl out her passion when Kajol began spanking her ass while she fucked her.
“Nasty…fucking…bitch…” Kajol swore as she spanked Madhuri between every word. “You get what you came for, huh slut? You get the dirt you wanted? Now you’re getting what sluts like you deserve. You’re getting your whore ass spanked! And you’re loving it, aren’t you? Tell me you’re fucking loving it!”
“Yessss…I’m loving it!” Madhuri exclaimed. “I’M FUCKING LOVING IT!!!”
Kajol continued to fuck Madhuri hard, making the contestant cry out and shake on her bed. She hadn’t used this thing on many girls. In fact it had only been used on Holly and Madhuri. She could still shut her eyes and remember how she had taken Madhuri with it on her first visit to the house. Kajol hadn’t expected to be challenged sexually, but Madhuri had come looking for control and the two of them had ended up in plenty of sticky messes trying to settle their struggle for dominance. Madhuri was certainly a hot fuck, but she was no Madhuri and Kajol hoped that it wouldn’t be long before her friend was at the receiving end of this toy again. Maybe she’d also be able to finally meet this Mr. Snappy she had heard so much about.
“Fuck me Kajol!” Madhuri begged. “Fuck me hard! I deserve it! I so fucking deserve this! Punish my cunt with your cock! Give me the fucking I need! Fill me up!”
“That’s it,” Kajol groaned. “That’s what I want to hear. Tell me you’re my slut!”
“Yesssssss I am…I’m your little fucking slut,” Madhuri wailed, her hair flying in all directions as she rocked back and forth on the bed to meet the hard thrusts of Kajol’s toy. “Fuck your slut! I’m a horny actress who sleeps around for parts and I need to be fucked like a whore!”
“Ooooh you are a nasty bitch,” Kajol laughed. “I want you to come for me, you so-called Bollywood Queen slut. Come all over my cock! Coat it with your cream or I’ll throw you out of this house without your fucking clothes and with your face covered in cum. We’ll see who the fucking top diva is then!”
“Yessssss I’ll come…I’ll come for you!” Madhuri panted. “I’ll fucking come all over your cock! Just don’t stop fucking me! Take my slut pussy and make it yours! I’m all yours Kajol! All yours!”
Saying that earned Madhuri an extra hard thrust from Kajol. She was so fucking close and the toy made her pussy feel so nice and stretched. She hadn’t been fucked like this in a long time and she was ready to commit herself to being Kajol’s slave if that was what it took for her to get her off. The real reason for her visit to Kajol’s house had been all but forgotten as Madhuri felt that toy push into her pussy time and time again until she couldn’t take it anymore.
“I’m gonna…gonna….gonna come…” Madhuri gasped.
“Yessssss come for me,” Kajol said before once again smacking Madhuri’ pink ass hard. “Come for Kajol you hot bitch!”
Feeling those slaps on her ass was what did it for Madhuri and if Kajol said anything more, it was drowned out by the sounds of Madhuri' orgasmic cries.
“AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!” Madhuri screamed. “FUUUUUUUUCK!!! OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH YESSSSSSSSSS!!!”
Madhuri could feel her pussy creaming the strap on as the most pleasant fog she’d ever experienced rolled through her head and her body shook in rapture. She clawed at Kajol’s sheets and tossed her hair asunder. She wanted this. She needed this. She was a news slut and she was getting off so hard on being one. It was so fucking good she never wanted the orgasm that was rattling her body to stop.
It was like there was a volcano going off inside her body, with hot pleasure coursing through every inch of her. Madhuri had never felt anything so intense in her life. Even as she began the inevitable cycle down, her body was still caught up in a rush. It had been so long since she had felt the touch of another woman and no woman had ever taken her like Kajol had. She just kept pushing herself back onto Kajol’s strap on, each push progressively slower, as her head swam in sensations.
When her orgasm did stop, Madhuri collapsed on the bed. She groaned in exhausted desire, not able to do much more than just lie there and try to get a handle on what had just happened here.
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