Previous Part: Ridha’s Bet – Jiya’s turn
Jiya’s story made us all horny. It was the truth. It was visible even on the storyteller’s face, the change in her breathing pattern that those memories made her wet instantly. I was the first to pull myself out of the replay of the events that were just narrated to us.
Jiya was lurking in those memories, still, and Karishma was taking a sip from her drink mechanically like a robot, but her eyes were fixated on the far corner of the room. Her mind was creating a visual depiction of how Jiya was fucked by Ridha or maybe something else.
Me: You girls come back to reality.
Those words snapped them back to this world. They let out a giggle before Karishma spun the bottle again.
Me: Wait.
My hand stopped the bottle midway. My face had an expression of disbelief. Karishma was looking at me, waiting for an answer from me for my sudden behavior.
Me: It’s your truth, and Jiya narrated her story. You haven’t finished yours.
Jiya: Oh yeah, you got to tell us yours, behen.
Karishma smiled. There was no escape.
Karishma: Ok, fine.
(Karishma’s story)
After we’ve all come down to our rooms while they continued fucking upstairs. I couldn’t control myself. I was hornier than usual, and my mind kept going back to Ajay fucking Ridha. I should’ve been angry, but I was getting wetter by the second. I couldn’t last long. I gave into my temptations and went out.
Jiya: Went out where?
Karishma: Out to the terrace. Almost, technically.
I went outside the apartment and started towards the terrace when I met Sunil and Kalyan at the steps. I asked them where Ajay was. Sunil ignored me with a very tired face. Kalyan replied that he was still having Ridha and was not satisfied.
Trust me, girls, that moment was when I decided to get fucked by him. He looked so hot to me. They went inside, and I started climbing the stairs, and then I found them. Ridha was bent, her chest fully slammed against the wall, her hands extended upwards.
She felt like a criminal who was being searched by the police. Instead of a pat-down, her hip was bent back, and her ass was in Ajay’s back while cock slid in and out of her. My boyfriend was so fucking horny that he was fucking her even when she returned to her room.
She was naked, and I could see cum of the guys on her. My guy didn’t care. He was naked as well. That carefree attitude to ignoring the risk of getting caught, fuck, that made me put my hands inside my shorts. I was so wet that my fingers slipped into me, and I didn’t feel anything.
I grabbed the railing and bent forward, watching them pushing even more fingers inside me. Ajay saw us. Ridha turned towards me. She could only put her face on one side. Her cheek was kissing against the wall. Ajay put his huge hand against her face and started fucking her as he smiled at me.
I knew what he wanted to say, what he wanted to see. I obeyed. I was flexible. You know that. I lifted my leg and put it on the railing as I pushed four fingers into me and started fucking myself. It seemed more like I was churning my insides.
The way my pussy stretched and the four fingertips were touching my pussy walls, scratching against them. Fuck, I was crying as the pleasure hit me. Ajay started fucking Ridha harder. Ridha, that woman knows know to make anything hotter.
She was moaning, not like a normal moan but something that called out to him to destroy her pussy. She was banging against the wall as Ajay tried to push deeper and deeper inside her. Her nipples were invisible against the wall. Her tits lay flat against them. He fucking didn’t care.
He grabbed her neck and bent her back. The poor girl screamed as her back was arched to a position where it seemed that her spine might break. Ridha was a side character in our story.
We were looking at each other. I was fucking myself, and he was fucking Ridha. But we were fucking each other in our minds. He grabbed her hair and started giving slow, long, deep thrusts inside her.
“You fucking BASTARD!” She screamed as it hit in spots that made her go crazy, a new one every time. It was my FUCKING fantasy. I always wanted him to do it and watch him do that to her. I couldn’t control myself. Jiya and I cum. I cum on the steps.
Shutting my mouth, I squirted so hard that the stream fell at my legs. The poor guy came instantly. He came in her pussy, shaking and fell back onto the stairs. Ridha was still standing, and I was on the wall taking support of it. Ajay looked at me. I knew what he wanted to do, go another round.
He stood up, and I smiled.
“Can you get it up?”
“In a while,” he replied. The poor guy’s dick is going out of work for the next few days. He descended a few steps, and I did something kinky.
“Bring her,” I commanded him. I wanted a threesome.
Ajay was out of this world. He lifted her onto his shoulders, and we took her to her room. Ridha was partly protesting and partly having fun. We went into the room. No sooner did I step into the room than I started taking my clothes off.
Ajay put Ridha down on the bed and proceeded to kiss me. He took me in his arms, one hand on my ass, squeezing it as hard as possible while the other was crushing my boobs. I kept moaning with pain and pleasure in his mouth as our tongues danced.
Our saliva kept drooling down, and he pushed his between my thighs and rubbed my pussy on it. Ridha was enjoying all that, watching us love birds doing it.
“Can I get some?” She asked before she walked over to us and made us kiss. While we kept kissing, she joined us. It was a three-way kiss, with Ridha kissing our lips from the middle. It was clumsy but so fucking hot. We didn’t care about her. I wanted Ajay in me, and so did he.
Ridha was just a sex toy for us, and we were going to treat her like one. After we were done with her three-way kiss, I pushed her onto the bed with most of our saliva on her tits. Ajay was looking at me. He was not sure what to do next.
“I wanna see you fuck her.”
Ajay lunged at the chance. Ridha lay down there with her legs held tightly and spread apart with no mercy. She was biting her lips. Her pussy was drooling with her sweet nectar. Ajay positioned himself on his knees.
His hands grabbed her hips and raised her while his dick positioned itself and pushed itself inside her. Ridha let out a very hard and sexy moan. Ufff that made me so wet. I climbed onto her, claiming her face as my seat. I let her nose hit my pussy, swiped it like a credit card, and finally gave it to her.
I submitted my pussy to her mouth while my hands lay on her belly. She ate me. She ate me as a dog chews on a bone. She was suffocating on it, but that bitch didn’t give up. The best part was that all the time that Ajay kept fucking her, she kept moaning into my pussy.
Fuck, that bastard even bent forward and sucked on my tits. It was a heavenly threesome. I grabbed his head with the other hand, stopping my moans from waking all of you up. She was our sex doll. She just lay there, trying her best to give us pleasure.
Ajay stopped sucking on my tits and started kissing me. We had a deep passionate kiss, and I asked him to stop fucking her.
“Follow with me, match my rhythm.”
I started moving my hips in a rhythm, and Ajay matched mine. My pussy was riding Ridha’s face while Ajay was fucking hers. It was like playing a song together, and Ridha was the instrument for us.
“You guys are fucking assholes. I’ve never been fucked this good in my life.” Those were the last words that Ridha spoke before she kept moaning. We went faster, inching closer to an orgasm. I informed Ajay the same.
“I’m going to cum, cum with ME!” I grabbed his nipple while he increased his pace. I could see his cum face forming. It was time. I couldn’t stop it anymore.
“Cum now, you fucking BASTARD,” I came hard. I released my flood on her face, shivering vigorously, unable to sit and put my entire weight on her face. She flapped her hands as no air entered her airways. Ajay was no less. He kept his dick as far as he could inside her and cum hard.
He refused to let a single drop fall out. His cum was so much that it was oozing out of her. I gave her relief. I got off of her and fell to the side of the bed. She started coughing, my cum had entered her nose and mouth, and she had to get it all out. She coughed for a few seconds before getting back to normal.
“YOU BITCH!” She was furious. I was worried that she might ask me. She came close to me with such ferocity inside her eyes that I closed my eyes. I was frightened. Instead, she kissed me. She grabbed my face with her hands, giving me a deep hard kiss.
“What? Are you not angry?”
“What? Angry? No way, that was the best fucking thing ever. You were so rough. Damn, if I had known that about you before, I would have fucked you every night” She kissed me again. I felt so proud. Ajay was watching us with awe.
“You girls are slutty on another level” His dick was limp but covered with his cum.
“You are one to talk. The way you fucked me even though you had a girlfriend. You are one pervy bastard. I doubt that your girl keeps you craving in bed.”
“Haha, both are true. I am a pervy bastard, and my girl never fails to satisfy me.”
“Does he satisfy you, Karishma?”
I looked at him. That arrogant bastard was looking at me with arrogance.
“Sometimes”
Ridha laughed.
“Ouch! that hurt” Ajay was laughing as well. He was too arrogant to take my words seriously.
“So, Ajay,” Ridha looked at him and his cock at once. “Are you done? Is Karishma going to be left unsatisfied?”
Ajay did not speak a word. He pushed me, and I fell on top of Ridha. Our tits were pressing against each other while Ajay spread my legs apart. His limp cock was rubbing against me. He kept doing it while Ridha and I kissed each other.
We played with each other’s mouths, completely ignoring my boyfriend’s attempt to get hard. Slowly, his cock became semi-hard, enough to enter me, and he did that slowly.
“Oh, he’s hard now…almost,” I giggled with Ridha’s lips between mine.
“I can tell. His balls are hitting me as he fucks you,” Ridha and I giggled as we resumed our makeout session.
He started fucking me a bit faster. His cock started growing inside me, filling me up over time. The fucking pleasure, it was so hot and was so fucking good as it grew slowly like a plant stretching me out. I was moaning uncontrollably. Something was happening inside me. It was fucking gorgeous, a work of art.
Ridha stopped kissing me and started sucking on my neck. She watched my moans, hearing them as Ajay’s cock filled me up fully. He started fucking me hard, hard enough to rock me forward and back, enough for my nipples to rub against Ridha’s. She was moaning ever so slightly.
The fucking increased. I was now rocking on the bed while Ridha was kissing and watching me. It was like watching VR porn for her. Ajay folded my legs. That bastard was getting creative. And to top it all off, Ridha had just pushed her middle finger inside my ass and was churning.
“FUCKING BITCH!” I screamed as I looked at her, closing my eyes slowly while I bit her lip and then moaning like a whore. Fuck, it was getting tough, tough for me not to make a mess again. I did just that. I squirted against her pussy and her bed.
As Ajay kept fucking me, his cock slipped out. He ended up shooting his entire load on my back and my ass. I fell on Ridha’s shoulders, and Ajay fell on me.
“YOU FUCKING BASTARD. You are so heavy. GET OFF ME!” Ridha shouted and pushed him aside. He fell on the bed, and cumming so many times finally took a toll on him. In a few minutes, he was asleep like a baby.
Ridha and I lay them for a few minutes. Silence engulfed the room, and finally, Ridha broke it.
“You should clean up. I could touch his cum on your back,”
“Oh yeah, haha” I got up and went into my room. Unaware that Ridha had other plans in mind.
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