Previous Part: Ridha’s Bet – The morning after sex
It had been a week since that night. Ridha went to her hometown, and so did Karishma. Jiya and I were the only ones in the flat. Our boyfriends used to visit us even more regularly. Sex had become wilder.
Initially, we used to try to curb the sounds we made during our sex, but as time went on, we didn’t care anymore. Jiya screamed at the top of her lungs even when I was in the flat. Kalyan used to bang me against our common wall. They didn’t care, nor did we.
It went to the point where we used to leave our doors open and start fucking. Once, Jiya even opened the door while I was being fucked like a dog. She asked me if I wanted something to eat. It became a part of our daily life.
Kalyan and I were wild in our sex. We used to break vases, scream at the top of our lungs, and after our sex, we used to have at least two bruises. Lol, we always keep a first aid kit and tissues beside our bed.
Jiya and Sunil used to be creative. They tried different stuff. They found stuff on the internet. They were inspired by others and even tried things they read in the sex stories online. Once, it was afternoon, and I went into the kitchen to get something to eat.
I saw Jiya near the dining table. She was sitting in one chair, and her legs were spread wide into a horizontal position, taking support from two other chairs on either side. Sunil was on the ground, eating her out like a puppy licking peanut butter.
Jiya was moaning, but there was no movement in her body. Her neck and face were the only moving parts of her body, and her hands were gripping Sunil tight and putting his face in place. He was enjoying it, and Jiya was beyond heaven. She kept leaking from her pussy like a water fountain.
It was a mix of her juices along with Sunil’s saliva. I stood there watching them, curious to see what would happen next. After a while, Sunil came out of the waterfall. Jiya let go as her body had no strength anymore, and her eyes were drooping down.
Sunil noticed me. I signalled to him using my fingers. I showed him my middle finger. I gestured to push it into Jiya and then curl it towards her stomach. That was her weak point, and I knew that.
Sunil did what I told him to do. Jiya went crazy. Her legs started shivering. Pleasure burst inside her as she begged him to stop. Uneasiness crept inside her. Her body went into a state that she feared that she might not control what was going to happen next. She was locked in that position.
She could only beg him to stop, grab his arms and try to stop that fingering. The bastard went faster. He added another finger, and all hell broke loose. Jiya let out a sound that sounded more like an animal than a human being. She bit her lips as she cummed onto Sunil and the floor.
Squirt gushed out of her like a firehose, and the pleasure was so intense that she started to pee as well. She was so embarrassed. After she finished (which took a while), she covered her hands over her face.
Sunil lifted her into his arms and took her inside. He got his reward later. I could hear him moaning. Jiya was not a fan of blowjobs, so Sunil rarely gets one, and I guess he got one now.
The days went by, and we became borderline sex addicts. One day Karishma came back from her hometown. That night, we sat together, a little girls night out, and we started drinking. Things escalated, and we started playing truth or dare. The first empty bottle became the object that would bring out our secrets.
I was the first to start.
Me: I choose truth
Taking a sip from my glass, I was getting ready for my question.
Jiya: Did you fuck Kalyan the morning after Ridha? (We named the event as ‘Ridha’ – weird but hot at the same time)
Me: Hehe, yes, in fact, I imagined everything that happened, and I fucked him
Girls in unison: Ooooh!
The bottle spun again, and this time it was Jiya’s turn. Since I saw her the next morning on Sunil’s cock. The question was going to be obvious.
Me: So Jiya, why were you sleeping on Sunil’s dick?
Karishma and I started giggling. Jiya was looking at me with a surprised expression on her face.
Jiya: How did you know that? Were you peeping at us, you stalker?
Me: I came to wake you up, but you slept like a baby on his crotch. So, what happened?
Jiya: Ummm…we did it again like you guys. But we had a bet, whoever cums first have to oral to the other as much as the other wants and as hard as they want.
Me: That still doesn’t explain your using his dick like a pillow.
Karishma laughed at this as she emptied her glass and quickly refilled it.
Jiya: Well, I lost, and he wanted me to suck him off till he can’t orgasm anymore. I was already tired by then. I deep-throated him twice, and he was not satisfied. I slept while sucking on his cock. Lol
We had a big laugh and drank to it. To Jiya and Sunil, sleeping in the middle of sex. The bottle spun again, and it stopped again on my side.
Karishma: Did you fantasize about Ridha?
Me: Maybe, slightly. Haha
The answer was acceptable to them, and the bottle did its thing. It was Karishma’s turn now. I knew her dirty secrets, but I wanted to be subtle about it.
Me: Did you or did you not get fucked by Ridha?
Karishma went silent. The colour drained from her face. She wasn’t expecting anyone to know about this. I was waiting for the yummy sex story that she would tell. But I got another surprise from the other person in the room.
Jiya: You too!
Karishma and I both were shocked at this. We were not expecting Jiya’s reply. It was out of the blue. Karishma had the chance to do it when everyone was asleep. But Jiya, she was either with me, at work or fucking Sunil. When did Ridha take her?
Me: When did this happen?
Jiya realized what she had done. She slipped up to us. She was thinking of ways to escape this scenario. It was visible on her face.
Me: Don’t make anything up. You’re going to tell us now.
Realizing there was no way out, she started telling us the story.
Jiya’s story:
Ok, it happened the day before Ridha went to her hometown. Remember when you and I were in our rooms watching a movie, and she brought someone over? It was the guy who stayed two floors down, Harish. She might be craving some dick after the night with our boyfriends.
So, I think it was around ten in the night when I came out for some water. Ridha’s door was still open, and I could hear some moans coming out from the room. I ignored it at first, but you know, it’s Ridha. My naughty side came up, and I wanted to see what was happening.
I could see Ridha bent on the bed. Her legs were near her ears, and the guy was fucking her hard, fucking her with an intent to kill her. Ridha looked like a puppy at him, squealing like one and holding her ankles. He went on for a few minutes, and then Ridha came.
She was like a pipe that leaked. It hit his chest, and he stood there, taking it all on him. He went and slept beside her, and he said this to her.
“You came, but I didn’t, ” Hearing that, Ridha went crazy. Her ego couldn’t take it, and she got a sudden burst of energy. She jumped up and sat on her knees. She caught his huge hard cock and started stroking slowly.
“How long?”
“10 minutes minimum. He was smiling at her with his hands at the back of his head.”
Ridha took it as a challenge. She wanted to show him how good she was and so she got to work. She spat on the cock and started stroking it. Her hands went up and down as her tongue flicked on his head. Oh, he was having fun, moaning her name as he enjoyed having his cock in her hands.
Ridha was watching his every expression. She was checking which move of hers had the most impact. She kept looking at him and slowly took his cock down her mouth. She didn’t stop. It went all the way in till I couldn’t see any part of his cock.
He opened his eyes, looked at her, and he came. He came very hard cause I could see the cum leaking out from the sides of Ridha’s mouth. That bitch drank every drop of it that was in her mouth. She got back and wiped her mouth with her hand.
“Fuck, that was so hot and slutty.”
“Two minutes,” Ridha smiled at him, a naughty taunting smile with a wink.
“No one can resist a hot girl giving a deep-throat.”
Ridha smiled again. She took his cock again, this time into her hands and started stroking it like a pro. Harish was enjoying it, but he was trying to control it. She went faster. The foreskin came down all the way. She put her thumb right on the head. Her thumb was making circles while her hand was moving up and down.
Poor Harish, he was barely able to control it. She did this one thing. I was turned on and surprised to see it. She put her hand under his hip and pushed a finger into his ass as she kept stroking him. Harish became a firetruck all of a sudden. He raised his hips up and came high up into the air with a scream.
His cum fell like raindrops onto her, himself and all over the bed. He lay down flat, unable to understand what had just happened to him. What the fuck did the bitch do? He was breathing heavy, that was an intense orgasm, and it knocked the entire energy away from him.
She took a towel and started cleaning herself up. I closed the door slowly and sneaked out of the room before she could catch me peeping at her.
Jiya’s story will be continued.