Hello readers, I am Ramesh, the toy boy of the Sharma sisters. Living with the two hottest girls changed my life forever. The two sisters took care of me in every possible way (in case you wonder, please go through, “My Life with the Sharma Sisters”).
My only job was to fuck the two sisters out of their wits. Sometimes both of them together, or sometimes whoever had the urge. I was always ready to satisfy.
Due to the sisters, I also developed quite a decent acquaintance with some other babes. One of them was Kriti, my favorite. It was Aisha who introduced me to Kriti. We worked out together in the same gym. I still remember the day we met.
Kriti was wearing her baby pink gym wear, basically a sports bra and tight shorts that were highlighting her cute little boobs, her tight ass, and her camel-toe. Just looking at her sweat-drenched persona made me rock hard. She smiled as we shook hands, and Aisha, I noticed, was also smiling quietly for some reason.
While returning home, Aisha told me about the tent in my gym shorts and how Kriti had also noticed that. She even told me that Kriti was her best buddy and that she had shared all her own secret experiences with her about me. Hearing that, I felt even more aroused and asked Aisha to help me with my hard-on. Like an obedient girl, she leaned over and gave me one of her best blowjobs.
Slowly, Kriti and I became friends and eventually exchanged phone numbers. We talked often and became partners at the gym along with Aisha and Neha. Slowly, I became aware that Kriti had developed the hots for me, and that was confirmed by Aisha herself.
Kriti often called me late at night, sometimes when I was in the middle of banging Aisha or Neha or even both. I playfully used to tell her what I was doing, and she laughed. But often when we sat together for lunch in some restaurant, and this topic crept up, I could notice a sense of hunger and pain in Kriti’s eyes, as if she had been longing for a male touch on her body for ages.
One day, Aisha and Neha were both out for shooting abroad, and I was getting super bored. Suddenly, I got a call from Kriti. She seemed very upset about something and insisted that we meet. Since I didn’t have anything to do, I headed for her place immediately.
Once I got there, I found her sitting quietly in the corner of her bedroom, wearing what seemed to be tiny shorts and an oversized vest. I sat near her and immediately became intoxicated by her smell – a body smell without perfume or deodorant or anything else. It was raw, pretty strong, but sweet, mixed with a hint of sweat.
Once I recovered, I asked what had happened. She gazed toward me and said immediately, “Ramesh, I need love. Pure, unadulterated love. Not the kind of love that producers, directors, and fellow actors show to me. They are just physical lust. I need love from you.”
She held my hands and said, “I need love from you. Hold me in your arms and make love to me like there’s no tomorrow. Make me feel like you make Aisha and Neha feel in bed.”
I was stunned hearing her. I could only utter, “But Kriti?”
And immediately she interrupted me by saying, “I don’t care what anyone thinks about me or this relationship; I just want to feel you deep inside me. Your tongue all over my body. I want to be explored by you, every inch of my body.”
She had deep desire, pain, and passion mixed in her eyes. Initially, I was a little confused about her intentions. Was she genuinely wanting to be fucked, or was she just acting?
While I was still in a dilemma, Kriti moved closer to me and almost sat on my lap. OMG!!!! I am at a loss to describe how it felt when her super soft, round bums touched my lap. My dick instantly stood up straight and poked her butt. That sensation was enough to make me ejaculate, but I kept hanging on.
She then sat facing me, keeping her legs on either side of my hips and putting her arms around my neck. She then wrapped her long, slender legs around my waist and came nearer to me, looking deeper into my eyes as if searching for something. I noticed that she was gradually pressing her body against mine and slowly but steadily swaying her hips, grinding her pussy on my already rock-hard dick.
Then, in a sudden move, she planted a soft kiss on my lips and gradually prolonged it. I was completely lost in that sensation. In a single moment, a lot of sensations were cruising through my body and mind.
On one side, I could feel the strawberry flavor of her soft lips as I was sucking on them; my hands automatically slid along her smooth legs and reached the hem of her tiny shorts. I stopped there.
Kriti sensed it and broke her kiss only to look annoyed and say, “Have I asked you to stop?”
I was perplexed. She dived into another mesmerizing kiss, and I slid my hands slowly into her shorts, looking to fiddle with her panties. But I was shocked as well as surprised to find no panties at all.
With great pleasure, I started to caress her butt cheeks, making her bring herself even closer with more intensity. After some time, I left what I was doing and slid my hand under her vest to hold her slim waist and slide it upwards.
Up to this point, she was so aroused that she stopped kissing and tilted her head back, closing her eyes and moaning aloud. I got the opportunity to explore her neck. She was literally shaking out of pleasure, and I could sense that on my pants as they turned damp from her leaking juices.
Her shorts between her legs became soaking wet, and she was grinding with even more intensity. I could feel she was getting high and was almost on the verge of an intense orgasm. Slowly, I started sliding my hands up inside her vest and reached right under her boobs.
I rubbed my thumbs on her ribs right under her boobs, and she gasped. Then I genuinely nudged her boobs for the first time. I realized she wasn’t wearing any bra either. Her boobs were small, maybe 32A cups, but intensely soft and sensitive.
As soon as my thumbs reached her nipples, she breathed in sharply, indicating her immense pleasure. Within a few minutes, she violently threw herself into my arms, came on my pants, and collapsed.
A few minutes later, she dreamily woke up and smiled at me. She hugged me tightly again and quietly said, “Fill me up. I want you inside me… NOW!! Fuck all the wits out of me.”
I got the hint, but I had something else going on in my mind. I got up, carrying her on my lap to her bedroom, and laid her down on her bed. She spread her arms out, calling me for a cuddle.
Responding to her, I crawled on the bed, saddling her, and slowly pulled out her vest, making her nude waist up. I took both her arms and pinned them above her head, and started slowly kissing her soft lips. Her strawberry-flavored lips again filled my mouth.
Then, I moved from her lips to her earlobes, sucking them, feeling the softness. Then her slender neck, kissing and sucking every inch of it and sending pulses of pleasure through her body.
After that, I turned my attention to her armpits. They were very popular among men of almost all age groups. Everyone drooled on them, and she also knew that. I started to kiss there, turn by turn.
She wasn’t wearing any perfume or deodorant at that time; there was a raw, strange smell coming from there, a mix of her natural skin odor and sweat. I was loving it.
Meanwhile, Kriti was again grinding her hips hard against my rock-hard cock, and I could sense she was nearing another orgasm.
In no time, she wrapped her legs around my waist, thrusting her hips up and pulling me down to her at the same time, and she released herself again.
This time, I could feel her dampness from over my cock through my underwear as it was soaking with her juice. After the waves of pleasure subsided, Kriti slackened her grip over my waist and lay there as if she had fallen into a deep sleep.
But as soon as I was about to get up, she caught my hand and pulled me back. In a dreamy voice, she said, “Give me that… let me play with it… you’ve played with me enough now…”.
I was so taken aback by her sudden bold urge that I fumbled with my words and finally said, “… but Kriti… I haven’t brought any condoms… how can I… what if I…??”
She smiled at this and said, “I want to feel you raw & bare… I don’t want to feel those rubbery dots in my mouth, my hand, or inside me… now, stop worrying and give it to me..”
Saying that, she wrestled me over and saddled me on my hips, then she literally yanked my underwear down and out, and I was completely naked in front of her.
She seemed to gasp, looking down at my size, and said, “You’re so big!!! Lucky girl Aisha is; I can now understand.”
She held my erect dick and gave it a gentle shake, enjoying the weight of it. I was in a desperate situation to hold myself back from cumming.
So I said, “Kriti… what are you trying to do???”
“Trying to make you cum… just like you did to me… thrice…”
Saying that, she rubbed her finger on the tip of my dick, sending waves of pleasure through my body. She took my pre-cum and rubbed it all over my dick and started thrusting her hand up and down. I was on cloud nine.
I couldn’t hold myself back anymore. I simply exploded in her hand. She just tightened her grip a little bit to extract all my cum from my balls with a very wicked smile.
I felt a little embarrassed as I couldn’t hold myself back, but she said, “Now you can fuck me more…”
I sat up, holding her in my arms, and started rubbing my face on her nipples. They were very hard, and it was a bliss to suck them. Kriti just threw her head back and kept enjoying the attention she was getting on her pretty little boobs.
Gradually, she became aroused again with so much sucking and started to rub her hips on my dick. With such a strong ejaculation, my dick went limp and was in recovery mode, so I managed to ask her, “Kriti, will you give me a blowjob? I really need that from you.”
Another wicked smile appeared on her lips, and she said, “What would I get for that blowjob?”
“What do you wish for?” I asked.
She said, “Lick me hard so I can cum in your mouth, and I will do the same to you.”
“You mean a 69?” I said.
“Yes…” Saying that, she got up and indicated I should drag her shorts down, and so I did.
I was pleasantly surprised to see that she didn’t have even a single strand of hair on her pubic area. Her pink pussy was so very inviting as well as tempting.
As I was lost in the sight of that magical pussy, she nudged me with a smile and said, “If you’re done gazing, then shall we start? I’m dying to be fucked.”
We positioned ourselves in a 69, and the smell of that juicy, cum-dripping pussy was just irresistible. Down on the opposite side, Kriti had already begun her magic with her hands, lips, and tongue.
Meanwhile, I started to rub my fingers through the edge of her hairless pussy and circled my thumb on her clit. She shuddered at the sensation. That pleasure slowed her down with what she was doing to me as she enjoyed the sensation. God!!!
She was really a waterfall… her juices started flowing relentlessly. I started to drink them and began to poke my finger into her love hole while rubbing my thumb on her clit.
She couldn’t take it anymore. She collapsed on my hips, holding my dick and kept moaning my name, begging me to fuck all the wits out of her.
Meanwhile, I was in no hurry. I had already cummed, but my dick was throbbing in Kriti’s palm, which, even in her devastated state, she kept on squeezing my meat to make it harder.
Then, with one move, I turned her around and lay her on her back. She was simply exhausted, but her pussy was still flowing. She looked at me and said, “How long do I need to wait now?? Fuck me na… please.”
I smiled and climbed on top of her, started kissing her lips, neck, cheeks, and then I started to suck her nipples, one at a time. All this while, I was rubbing my dick on her love hole, giving little pushes.
This heightened her anticipation, and she thrust her hips up to take me all in. My dick slid in pretty smoothly as she was so very wet. I must admit, although she had already been plundered by many directors, producers, and even actors, she was pretty tight. I could feel her walls grabbing my meat and pushing me to my limits with intense pleasure.
Then, very slowly, I began to fuck her, feeling her inner walls on my dick, pushing deep inside her till I hit the end of her pussy. Kriti lay motionless, moaning softly with closed eyes, enjoying each thrust.
I was enjoying the view of her sexy armpits and the rhythmic jiggle of her small but firm boobs. Slowly, I lowered my head and started to lick her cleavage and her armpits. She squeaked in ecstasy and relieved herself yet again on my throbbing dick.
By that time, I was feeling completely exhausted, and somehow, she also felt that. But rather than letting me go, she had other plans for me.
All of a sudden, she wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist, and I don’t know how, but she gripped my semi-limp dick with her inner pussy walls.
With one naughty smirk on her lips, she swiftly turned me over and came on top of me into a cowboy position. I was pleasantly surprised at that.
Once on top, she started tweaking my nipples and sending waves of pleasure through my body, and simultaneously, she wriggled her hips on my dick, still gripping it with her pussy walls.
All those waves of pleasure that were passing through my body made my dick rock hard again. It surprised me, looking at my own stamina.
It was simply a breathtaking sight to see the sweat-drenched Kriti riding my pole cowgirl-style. She was swaying her hips and squeezing my dick with her pussy walls as if she was giving an erotic hand-job.
I was looking at her, mesmerized. How her small boobs were moving up and down rhythmically with her heavy breathing and her riding. How sweat drops were sliding from her forehead to her jawline, from her jawline to her throat, and from there to her cleavage and then to her navel, and finally to her pussy, which was rubbing against my tummy.
It was simply heavenly, a sight I would never forget in my lifetime. She was really giving the image of a sex goddess. I felt her walls tighten up; she had already orgasmed a few times in that position, and now her pace and grip were slacking due to exhaustion.
I, too, was having a hard time controlling my ejaculation. As Kriti gave one final jerk to spray her juice on my dick, I got up and put one of her boobs in my mouth, sucking it wildly.
Below, she was squeezing my dick so hard that I thought it would melt in her pussy. With one big thrust, burying my face in her sweat-drenched cleavage, I released whatever juice was left in my balls after cumming for the fourth time that evening.
When we had both reached our climax, Kriti collapsed on my chest, her boobs pressed against my chest. As my limp dick slipped out of her pussy, I could feel our hot liquid oozing out of her and dripping on my tummy.
It was the best satisfaction for both of us as we lay naked in each other’s arms, sweat dripping from all the pounding. Gradually, we lay cuddling each other for the night.