22-10-2022, 10:25 AM
The two girls took the elevator up through the building until they got to Aishwarya's floor. They were already chatting, laughing and catching up as they walked to Aishwarya's office. Konkana seemed to be having a good time, but everything Aishwarya did was with a purpose.
She just hoped she wasn't staring too intensely at Konkana, undressing her with her eyes and loving the way her tits shook oh so slightly under her shirt when she laughed. Aishwarya couldn't wait to get her friend naked. Her pussy was absolutely craving this girl and Aishwarya was going to make damn sure that they didn't leave her office without the taste of each other all over their lips.
Meanwhile Konkana remained oblivious to the fact that Aishwarya had anything but chaste, friendly intentions toward her. She just continued prattling on, not noticing how Aishwarya's hungry eyes seemed ready to burn right through her @jeans and panties.
Aishwarya slyly locked the office door behind her. She wanted to make sure escape was impossible for Konkana. The girl might struggle a bit at first, but Aishwarya was too horny with too much adrenaline pumping in her body to even begin considering that this might not happen. She was going to get Konkana Sen Sharma.
"Oh I don't know about that," Konkana giggled. "If I believed all the wild rumors I heard about me, then I'd have a lot more boyfriends right now. In fact, I'd probably have like seven of them."
"Seems crowded, but it would make for a fun Saturday night...you and seven guys could make the hours disappear fast," Aishwarya teased. "Of course you'd probably end up very sticky and sweaty."
"Ewwwwww gross," Konkana laughed, giving Aishwarya another unintentional sexy jiggle. "Whatever I could never do something like that. You've got a dirty mind there girl."
"Mmmm you have no idea," Aishwarya grinned. "I always think the dirtier the mind you have, the more open you are and the more fun you're going to have. What's the matter, don't you like fun Konkana?"
Konkana laughed again and blushed a little. She wasn't totally comfortable talking this way with Aishwarya, but she didn't stop things cold either. Instead she tried to change the subject away from sex.
"It's really nice in here, who decorated it?" Konkana asked, looking around the office, her eyes catching the paintings on the wall. The office hardly compared to the suites that the top executives had, but considering this was the first time in weeks Aishwarya had spent any significant time there it obviously wasn't a big priority for her.
"No, seriously, these are very nice paintings," Konkana said as she leaned forward and studied a painting on Aishwarya's wall. "Where did you find them?"
"Oh just around, I don't really have much of an eye for that stuff, but I know what I like," Aishwarya replied as she stared at Konkana staring at her painting. Konkana had caught her eye on something that looked like the artist had taken his influence a little too far. He had splattered the canvas with paint of all colors like he was completely making it up as he went along. Perhaps he had been, but Aishwarya didn't know. She had liked the chaos of the painting, it had always made her feel at ease to know that there was rarely anything orderly when it came to art.
Of course Aishwarya really didn't want to think about the painting at that moment. All she wanted to focus on was Konkana. Aishwarya felt close to dying with lust as Konkana stuck her ass out to lean forward and stare, oblivious to how much Aishwarya wanted to reach out and grab her cheeks through the soft pink material of her skirt.
Aishwarya couldn't remember the last time she had been this horny. Everything about Konkana was making her wet. Aishwarya was aching for a chance to fuck this girl and prove to everyone, most of all herself, that there was no one she couldn't get. Every word out of Aishwarya's mouth threatened to turn into a moan and she struggled to control herself.
Her pussy was soaked and with every shift in her light dress Aishwarya could feel the soft material of her panties press against her slit. It was like they were absolutely glued to her cunt now and Aishwarya felt as if her whole body was on the verge of overheating.
The anger she had felt to Karishma still pushed her forward and fueled the horniness that Aishwarya thought was going to start dripping from her pores like sweat. Konkana kept babbling on about the painting, but Aishwarya didn't take notice of a single word she said. All she did was stare at her ass, gently swaying back and forth just enough to drive Aishwarya insane with need.
Aishwarya was waiting for that perfect chance to make her move. She had to do something. She was in horny agony just sitting here waiting for Konkana to give her an opening. Aishwarya had hoped that getting the subject to sex was going to open things up for her, but Konkana hadn't played along. Now Aishwarya was searching for the right moment. But then something occurred to her.
What if a perfect opportunity never arrived? What if she just kept waiting and waiting and Konkana never gave her an opening? She couldn't just stand around for a perfect opportunity to just arise. She had to make her own chances.
"Fuck this, I'm not waiting one more goddamn second," Aishwarya growled under her breath. She pulled herself up off her leather couch, her nipples straining hard against her dress, and stalked toward Konkana.
"What'd you say Ash?" Konkana asked. "I didn't hear you when you...heyyyyyyyy!"
"What's the matter Konkana?" Aishwarya purred into her friend's ear as her hands fastened to Konkana's ass from behind and squeezed her cheeks through her skirt. "Something wrong?"
"Aishwarya...what the hell...What are you doing?" Konkana demanded, trying to squirm away from Aishwarya. But the actress wasn't having any of it. She kept her tight grip on Konkana's ass and forced her against the wall, cutting off escape.
"Just relax Konkana...relax and let me do this," Aishwarya advised, her horniness overcoming any better judgment she might have about essentially forcing herself on another girl. She knew she could make Konkana like it.
"No...what are you doing?" Konkana protested. "Get off me! Stop it!"
"God, you have no idea how fucking hot you've been getting me Konkana," Aishwarya groaned, ignoring Konkana's pleas. "I've been wanting to do this since I saw you in the lobby."
"What? What are you going to do?" Konkana asked, starting to get scared. This wasn't the Aishwarya she thought she knew. It was like she had gone crazy or something.
"Mmmmmm I'm going to fuck you sweetie," Aishwarya replied, before running her tongue up Konkana's neck and making the actress shiver. "I'm going to rip off all your clothes and fuck your tight little pussy until you come for me!"
"Oh my gawwwwwwwwd..." Konkana cried in fear. Aishwarya had gone crazy. She was going to bang her or something? Could girls bang each other? It sure felt like they could because she had Aishwarya's hands all over her ass and her tongue on her face and she didn't want them there. Konkana just wanted Aishwarya to let her go.
She just hoped she wasn't staring too intensely at Konkana, undressing her with her eyes and loving the way her tits shook oh so slightly under her shirt when she laughed. Aishwarya couldn't wait to get her friend naked. Her pussy was absolutely craving this girl and Aishwarya was going to make damn sure that they didn't leave her office without the taste of each other all over their lips.
Meanwhile Konkana remained oblivious to the fact that Aishwarya had anything but chaste, friendly intentions toward her. She just continued prattling on, not noticing how Aishwarya's hungry eyes seemed ready to burn right through her @jeans and panties.
Aishwarya slyly locked the office door behind her. She wanted to make sure escape was impossible for Konkana. The girl might struggle a bit at first, but Aishwarya was too horny with too much adrenaline pumping in her body to even begin considering that this might not happen. She was going to get Konkana Sen Sharma.
"Oh I don't know about that," Konkana giggled. "If I believed all the wild rumors I heard about me, then I'd have a lot more boyfriends right now. In fact, I'd probably have like seven of them."
"Seems crowded, but it would make for a fun Saturday night...you and seven guys could make the hours disappear fast," Aishwarya teased. "Of course you'd probably end up very sticky and sweaty."
"Ewwwwww gross," Konkana laughed, giving Aishwarya another unintentional sexy jiggle. "Whatever I could never do something like that. You've got a dirty mind there girl."
"Mmmm you have no idea," Aishwarya grinned. "I always think the dirtier the mind you have, the more open you are and the more fun you're going to have. What's the matter, don't you like fun Konkana?"
Konkana laughed again and blushed a little. She wasn't totally comfortable talking this way with Aishwarya, but she didn't stop things cold either. Instead she tried to change the subject away from sex.
"It's really nice in here, who decorated it?" Konkana asked, looking around the office, her eyes catching the paintings on the wall. The office hardly compared to the suites that the top executives had, but considering this was the first time in weeks Aishwarya had spent any significant time there it obviously wasn't a big priority for her.
"No, seriously, these are very nice paintings," Konkana said as she leaned forward and studied a painting on Aishwarya's wall. "Where did you find them?"
"Oh just around, I don't really have much of an eye for that stuff, but I know what I like," Aishwarya replied as she stared at Konkana staring at her painting. Konkana had caught her eye on something that looked like the artist had taken his influence a little too far. He had splattered the canvas with paint of all colors like he was completely making it up as he went along. Perhaps he had been, but Aishwarya didn't know. She had liked the chaos of the painting, it had always made her feel at ease to know that there was rarely anything orderly when it came to art.
Of course Aishwarya really didn't want to think about the painting at that moment. All she wanted to focus on was Konkana. Aishwarya felt close to dying with lust as Konkana stuck her ass out to lean forward and stare, oblivious to how much Aishwarya wanted to reach out and grab her cheeks through the soft pink material of her skirt.
Aishwarya couldn't remember the last time she had been this horny. Everything about Konkana was making her wet. Aishwarya was aching for a chance to fuck this girl and prove to everyone, most of all herself, that there was no one she couldn't get. Every word out of Aishwarya's mouth threatened to turn into a moan and she struggled to control herself.
Her pussy was soaked and with every shift in her light dress Aishwarya could feel the soft material of her panties press against her slit. It was like they were absolutely glued to her cunt now and Aishwarya felt as if her whole body was on the verge of overheating.
The anger she had felt to Karishma still pushed her forward and fueled the horniness that Aishwarya thought was going to start dripping from her pores like sweat. Konkana kept babbling on about the painting, but Aishwarya didn't take notice of a single word she said. All she did was stare at her ass, gently swaying back and forth just enough to drive Aishwarya insane with need.
Aishwarya was waiting for that perfect chance to make her move. She had to do something. She was in horny agony just sitting here waiting for Konkana to give her an opening. Aishwarya had hoped that getting the subject to sex was going to open things up for her, but Konkana hadn't played along. Now Aishwarya was searching for the right moment. But then something occurred to her.
What if a perfect opportunity never arrived? What if she just kept waiting and waiting and Konkana never gave her an opening? She couldn't just stand around for a perfect opportunity to just arise. She had to make her own chances.
"Fuck this, I'm not waiting one more goddamn second," Aishwarya growled under her breath. She pulled herself up off her leather couch, her nipples straining hard against her dress, and stalked toward Konkana.
"What'd you say Ash?" Konkana asked. "I didn't hear you when you...heyyyyyyyy!"
"What's the matter Konkana?" Aishwarya purred into her friend's ear as her hands fastened to Konkana's ass from behind and squeezed her cheeks through her skirt. "Something wrong?"
"Aishwarya...what the hell...What are you doing?" Konkana demanded, trying to squirm away from Aishwarya. But the actress wasn't having any of it. She kept her tight grip on Konkana's ass and forced her against the wall, cutting off escape.
"Just relax Konkana...relax and let me do this," Aishwarya advised, her horniness overcoming any better judgment she might have about essentially forcing herself on another girl. She knew she could make Konkana like it.
"No...what are you doing?" Konkana protested. "Get off me! Stop it!"
"God, you have no idea how fucking hot you've been getting me Konkana," Aishwarya groaned, ignoring Konkana's pleas. "I've been wanting to do this since I saw you in the lobby."
"What? What are you going to do?" Konkana asked, starting to get scared. This wasn't the Aishwarya she thought she knew. It was like she had gone crazy or something.
"Mmmmmm I'm going to fuck you sweetie," Aishwarya replied, before running her tongue up Konkana's neck and making the actress shiver. "I'm going to rip off all your clothes and fuck your tight little pussy until you come for me!"
"Oh my gawwwwwwwwd..." Konkana cried in fear. Aishwarya had gone crazy. She was going to bang her or something? Could girls bang each other? It sure felt like they could because she had Aishwarya's hands all over her ass and her tongue on her face and she didn't want them there. Konkana just wanted Aishwarya to let her go.
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