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After a steamy session, we dozed off on each other, her dick still inside my ass along with her hot cum. The alarm woke me up, and it was already 4 AM. We had set an early alarm to get ready for the Muhurtham.
I was the first one to wake up, and Nita was snoring away. At some point in the night, we had moved away from each other and were sleeping on our side of the bed. My ass was still hurting from the pounding of the previous night. We still had our makeup on, but most of it was all smudged away.
I wanted to return the favour to Nita and woke her up with a blowjob. I reached down the covers to her dick, and it was semi-hard; it looked like she was having a hot dream. I massaged it a bit, and it started growing in my hands. I went down on the covers and started kissing the tip of her dick.
I could feel Nita’s hands on my head, pushing me on her dick. I took her dick in my mouth, and it started growing in there. I could hear her muffled moaning, and within a few minutes, she shot her hot load in my mouth. I ran to the washroom to spit it out.
I was surprised at what I saw in the mirror. I, Sharmila, was looking like a woman who had been used all night, and I felt really naughty and horny. I wanted to let off my load. But just then, Nita came into the washroom and stopped me from masturbating.
She was looking well rested and kissed me, thanking me for the blowjob wake-up. We removed our sarees and decided to bathe together. Nita made me keep the breast forms and the wig on. We bathed each other and cleaned out our juices.
Nita washed my pussy with soap and water, cleaned it well, and kissed it. It sent a shiver down my spine. We washed off our makeup, and Nita tied the towel over my breasts like a woman and led me out of the bathroom.
It was already 5 AM, and we had an hour to make it to the wedding Hall. Based on what happened, I knew I had to cross-dress again. I was looking forward to it. The thrill I had the previous night left me wanting more. So even before Nita could speak, I asked her what she had in store for me.
She let out a small giggle and asked me to dry up and wait for her. I wiped myself dry and started blow-drying my hair. Nita asked me to blow-dry her hair as well. She was sitting near the mirror, and I went to her to dry her hair. I was still in the towel tied over my boobs.
Nita was sitting naked. I started drying her hair, and she slid her hand under the towel and grabbed my dick. She started playing with it and I was hard in seconds. She increased her phase, and I cum in her hands in minutes. She gave a naughty smile.
I put some of the cum in her mouth and got up and kissed me. She made me eat a bit of my cum, and oddly, it was fun and I enjoyed it. We were both bone dry at this point, and she handed me a pair of purple lingerie. She asked me to wear it while she picked out a pair of red ones for herself.
I cleaned my now soft dick and wore the bra. It was a bit tight, but it gave a nice shape to the breasts. I tucked my dick in between my thighs and wore the panties. It was like a G string, and the string went and logged itself in between my ass cheeks.
By then, Nita had already worn her petticoat and blouse. She asked me to wait as she draped her light red saree on her red blouse. She was looking so hot, and it made me want to get used by her again. She asked me to pick up the purple petticoat and wear it.
I did as she commanded, and then she handed me a matching blouse and saree. I wore the blouse and waited for her to come and drape the saree. She sat down at the dressing table and quickly applied simple makeup. Yet she was looking stunning.
She made me sit down and started doing my makeup as well. She again did a quick job, and as usual, she made me look hot and slightly whorish. She came and draped the saree around me, and we were all ready. For the finishing touches, she braided our hair and put a bindi on our foreheads.
We wore the same heels and left for the wedding hall. Since my ass was still hurting, Nita drove us to the destination. We entered the Hall at around 6 AM and were greeted by the bride’s relatives. They were praising our beauty, and I stood without talking as I was scared to get caught.
One of the bride’s aunts handed us some orange flowers (kanakambra) to pin to our hair. I did Nita’s and she did mine, we pinned it in 2 halves and I put one of my halves over my right boob, I slid the pallu down a little exposing my cleavage.
Nita saw this, came to my ears and commented naughtily. I was blushing and also started getting horny at the same time. I told Nita I was horny, and she smiled at me and pinched my navel.
We went down and sat on the chairs, witnessing the final ceremonies. Nita had her hand on my thighs the whole time, and we clicked a lot of selfies.