Me and Priya had been best friends since college, but tonight everything changed. We were both 22, living together in that tiny Mumbai flat, and the heat outside was nothing compared to what was building inside. She walked out of the shower naked, water still dripping off her dark nipples and running down her thick thighs. I couldn't look away. "Stop staring like that, bitch," she said with a smirk, but she didn't cover up. Instead she dropped the towel and came closer. "You want this pussy or what?"
I pulled her down on the bed and shoved my tongue straight into her mouth. We kissed hard, messy, spit running down our chins. My hands grabbed her fat ass and squeezed while she ground her wet cunt against my thigh. "Fuck, your pussy's dripping already," I growled. She moaned and reached between my legs, shoving two fingers straight into my hole without warning. I gasped and bucked against her hand. "Yeah, finger-fuck me harder, you dirty slut."
Priya climbed on top and sat on my face. Her shaved pussy smelled like soap and musk. I licked her from asshole to clit in one long stroke, then sucked her swollen lips into my mouth. She rode my tongue, grinding and cursing in Hindi mixed with English. "Aur zor se, randi, chaat meri chut!" I tongue-fucked her hole while she reached back and slapped my tits. The sting made my cunt clench around nothing.
She flipped around into 69 and buried her face between my legs. Her tongue was rough and fast, flicking my clit then plunging deep inside me. I did the same to her, spreading her ass cheeks and licking her tight little asshole while two fingers pumped her cunt.
We both started cumming at the same time, loud and shaking, juices running down our faces and soaking the sheets.
But we weren't done. Priya grabbed the thick black dildo from the drawer and spat on it. "Turn over, ass up." I got on all fours and she shoved it straight into my pussy in one thrust. I screamed into the pillow while she fucked me like a machine, the wet slapping sounds filling the room. "Take that cock, you filthy whore. Your cunt is swallowing it." She reached under and rubbed my clit in hard circles until I came again, squirting all over the bed.
Then it was her turn. I strapped on the harness and bent her over the edge of the bed. I slammed the dildo into her from behind, grabbing her hair and yanking her head back. "You like getting fucked like a street whore?" I pounded her hard, watching her ass ripple with every thrust. She begged for more, pushing back against me. I reached around and pinched her nipples until she came screaming, her legs shaking so bad she almost fell.
We kept going for hours, switching positions, using fingers, tongues, the dildo, even a cucumber from the kitchen when we got desperate. By the end we were both covered in sweat, cum, and spit, lying in a tangled mess on the ruined sheets. Priya kissed me slow and deep, tasting herself on my tongue. "Same time tomorrow?" she whispered. I just smiled and slid two fingers back into her used, dripping pussy. We weren't stopping anytime soon.
