The three of them had been roommates for two semesters in the all-girls hostel, and the heat in Mumbai made everything stickier. Priya, the bold one with the big tits and attitude, was the first to crack. “Fuck this AC, it’s broken again. I’m sleeping naked tonight and none of you bitches better complain.”
Ananya laughed but didn’t argue. She was the quiet one, slim with small perky breasts and a shaved pussy she kept smooth because it felt dirtier that way. Meera, curvy with wide hips and thick thighs, just rolled her eyes and stripped down to her panties like she did most nights.
That night the power went out completely. The room was dark, hot, and smelled like sweat and cheap perfume. Priya kicked off her shorts and bra, lying spread out on her bed with her legs open. “My cunt is dripping. Anyone else this horny or is it just me?”
Ananya didn’t answer with words. She crawled over to Priya’s bed, pushed her thighs wider, and licked straight up her slit. Priya groaned loud. “Yeah, eat that Indian pussy, you little slut.” Ananya’s tongue worked fast, flicking her clit then sucking it hard while two fingers slid inside Priya’s wet hole. Meera watched for a minute, then joined, kneeling behind Ananya and yanking her panties down to finger her from behind.
The room filled with wet sounds and moans. Priya came first, grinding on Ananya’s face and cursing in Hindi mixed with English. “Fuck, yes, lick my cunt, don’t stop.” Ananya kept going until Priya pushed her off, then turned around so Meera could sit on her face while Priya ate Ananya out.
They switched positions twice that night. Meera rode Ananya’s fingers until she squirted a little on the sheets. Ananya ended up on all fours with Priya’s tongue in her ass and Meera’s fingers pounding her pussy. They didn’t stop until the power came back and the fan started spinning again.
The next day nothing changed in class, but every night after that the three of them fucked. Sometimes slow and teasing, sometimes rough. Priya loved talking dirty the whole time. “Look at these two college sluts spreading for me. You both love Indian girl pussy, don’t you?” Ananya and Meera just moaned louder and came harder.
One weekend the hostel was almost empty. They locked the door, stripped, and spent the whole Saturday naked. Priya brought out a small vibrator she’d bought online.
She made Ananya lie back and pressed it to her clit while Meera sat on her face. Ananya came so hard her legs shook. Then they took turns using the toy on each other until the batteries died.
By Sunday evening they were sore but still horny. Meera bent over the desk while Priya licked her from behind and Ananya played with her own tits, pinching the nipples until they were red. When Priya finally let Meera come, the sound she made was loud enough that someone down the hall probably heard.
They never called it anything official. It was just what they did when the lights went out or the weekend came. Three Indian college girls in one small room, fucking like they’d never get another chance. And every time it got hotter, dirtier, and exactly what they all needed.
