Sanya couldn't believe it when Tushar asked her if he could come to Mumbai to visit her during the Holi long weekend. It was not that she wanted him to come, but at least that she would not be alone. Plus, Tushar is not her college friend. He is just a guy who happened to sit behind her in the exams.
Now, when he is on his way to her home, she is all dressed for him: his fantasy bhabhi (sister-in-law), in a typical Indian saree with a low-cut blouse and some fancy bangles. As she looks at herself in the mirror, she can already imagine his eyes on her cleavage.
Sanya, being 26, is living her independent life in Mumbai, which she believes is an ideal city to live in. The kind of openness she observed here is massive compared to what she gets in her hometown. Along with that, it didn't take her much time to settle into the lifestyle of Mumbai. She is slightly chubby, which shows off her curves nicely. She couldn't even remember how many times she had asked for a favour from the guys who expected a good look at the cleavage in return.
And now, in this attire, she is looking smoking hot.
"Where will you reach?" she texts Tushar as it already has been 30 mins for him in the cab.
"it's still showing 20 mins. Wtf is wrong with Mumbai's traffic!" He responds.
Sanya smiled. It took her some time to settle down, but soon she realised Mumbai is to live the nightlife.
"Even God doesn't want us to meet!" she texts him.
She couldn't remember how, but she and Tushar started casually chatting on Instagram as Tushar often commented something witty on her posts. That too after 2 years of college. She found him to be a fun kind of guy, though a bit innocent. And now, they're meeting after many years, for the first time since college.
"Ohh you are right. God doesn't want us just to meet, but to fuck
" He texts back. She settles on the sofa in the living room, waiting for him."Expectations huh? You're gonna be so disappointed." she responds.
"Disappointed, and me? you're gonna be so disappointed to refuse IT." he texts.
Sanya loves how their friendship has evolved. She still remembers when Tushar couldn't even say words like boobs or ass in front of her, but now looks at her cleavage as if he has paid for it. As a playful girl, Sanya loves to show off, especially to Tushar because of her intelligent responses and decent behaviour. She might go as dirty as she wants, but she knows Tushar won't do anything that she doesn't want.
"That's what I've already been, when I saw it." she texts.
"Wait... why do I remember your mouth drooling when you saw it?" Tushar responds.
They've talked a lot on video calls. Since the last 2 years when they've been in conversations, it was those random video calls that made them pretty close. Sanya, at first glance on video call, was amazed to look at Tushar as she could see a transformation happening in his physique. He was looking like a well-built man. Meanwhile, Tushar was just happy that he was talking to her because even a video call for him was a dream come true. He found her even hotter than he could imagine.
"It's not my fault that I love cocks." Sanya texts.
"It's not my fault that I get hard when I look at you. You should be less sexy." he responds.
Sanya smiles at his texts. She liked how he flirts with her in a subtle way, which was somehow becoming dirtier too. She lost track of time Tushar got her thinking of his bulges that she used to see - now it will be right here with her.
Her chain of thought was interrupted when someone rang the doorbell. Hastily, she goes to the door and opens it. At first, she gave Tushar time to see her while standing at the gate.
"Oh, you are looking no less than a slut!" Tushar exclaims at the first glance. Then he started looking at her from top to bottom. Sanya can see the lust building up in his eyes.
"Don't announce in front of all the neighbours. Come in!" she said hesitantly when Tushar was about to say more. He steps in and lets Sanya close the door. Tushar checks out her blouse, which is tied just by only 1 string, that too without a bra. Her bare milky naval makes him want to touch and grab them.
Sanya turned around and saw him still looking at her like he was going to eat her. "Finally you came." she said casually and stepped forward to hug him. "of course... Had to lie to my parents about you being sick, but yeah... " he chuckles while rubbing Sanya's bare back.
Her 34D boobs press whole as they both hug tightly. Tushar can feel everything, but she doesn't do anything that he thinks might make Sanya uncomfortable. And that's what Sanya liked about him. He waits for permission, unlike his old college folks who just barge in the door to get her naked and always fuck her like a real slut. Although it was she who gave those guys this much liberty, it feels relaxing to have a different kind of company.
Tushar places her bags in her room and comes to the living room sitting on the sofa. She goes into the kitchen and fetches water for him. As she bends down to give him the glass of water in the typical old fashion way, her pallu (part of saree extending from waist to shoulders covering cleavage) drops down, revealing her huge boobs hanging. This view did make his cock twitch.
Sanya chuckles. She sits down with Tushar and they start chatting. Sanya felt that Tushar is better in interpersonal talks as well.
While they were talking, she extended her leg to him to give her a massage.
"Seems like no one wanted you to fuck this weekend." Tushar said, as he knows how Sanya is. She doesn't like being in a relationship, rather she prefers casual ones.
"Well.. I didn't want to welcome you by my moans." Sanya chuckles.
"Ohh I won't mind that," Tushar said, pulling the saree and petticoat up to her knees. He starts rubbing his hand over the lower leg, feeling her smooth skin. "Rather I'd want you to moan." he winks.
"Aahhh... ohhhh... Tushar... Tushaaaaar..." Sanya pretends to moan in rhythm with Tushar's hand moving on her legs.
Just then, listening to the noises, Sanya's roommate, Naina comes out of her room. Sanya and Tushar laugh when they see Naina's confused face.
"I am not fucking in the living room. At least not again." Tushar laughs as he knows the incident. Naina frowns as it seems she just woke up from sleep.
"Hey. I am Tushar." he stands and comes closer to her and shakes hands with her.
"So you are Tushar!" Naina says. Tushar looks at Sanya and then at Naina.
"Why? Did I kill anyone?" Tushar asks laughingly.
"You did kill some peace of mind." Naina says. "Nevermind, it's unimportant. What is important is the plan you are making while you are staying here." She looks at Sanya.
"Umm.. We haven't planned anything particular. Probably just smoke up and chill." Sanya said.
"Good enough. Do go out on Mumbai locals at night after smoking. You'll have fun." Naina chuckles at Tushar while stepping back to her room.
Tushar and Sanya rolled up and started smoking. As they get hungry, Sanya goes to the kitchen to get food. Tushar follows her and grabs her from behind. He slides his hands onto her bare naval and holds her tight. "Ahh bhabhi.. You are so sexy." He whispers in her ear, slowly grabbing her pallu and pulling it down.
"Ohh devar ji (brother-in-law), someone would see us here..." She moans, pretending to be an innocent bhabhi.
"Let them see, bhabhi. Let them enjoy how a MAN treats a SLUT!" Tushar said, sliding his hands up to her cleavage, slowly feeling them up. Sanya moans further while continuing to heat the food.
Just then, Sanya feels him getting hard. She shakes her ass in response, letting him know that she can feel him. Tushar starts grinding his dick on her ass, moaning slowly.
Once she is done taking food off the plate, she turns around facing Tushar. She smiles at him and says seductively, "You wanna eat?" She raises the plate. She could see the lust in his eyes, but also the weirdness as it was the 1st time they did something physical like this. Even Sanya got wet.
"It made me too horny to control myself," Tushar said once the got back in the room to eat.
"Oh and I thought you couldn't control because you find me too sexy in this saree." Sanya teases him. She still has her pallu down, not bothered now.
"If it were the saree that turned me on, I would have asked you to give me a sexy fashion show." Tushar said. He has seen Sanya in many outfits, but online.
"Yeah so that you can masturbate while checking me out." Sanya smirks. Recently, Tushar has been open about getting hard and stroking it while Sanya would show off herself.
"Perfect.. It would certainly be an... orgasmic experience." Tushar laughs and Sanya joins him.
It had been around 7 pm when they got back to bed. Smoked up, and had food, they both got tired. Tushar lights up a cigarette while Sanya makes the room aesthetically pleasurable - dimming the lights, turning on the AC mildly, and drawing up blankets.
Once she is done, she crawls on the bed towards Tushar and opens up her mouth. Tushar lets her take a puff and then she rests on the bed sideways facing him, her hands on her abs.
After the cigarette, Tushar leans down as well and they both cuddle like a couple in love - holding each other too tightly.
When Tushar woke up, he didn't find Sanya with him. Checking the time, he realised they slept for around 4 long hours.
He stepped out and found Naina and Sanya sitting in the living room, watching TV. But there was another guy present.
"Hey, I'm Avi, Naina's boyfriend." The guy introduced himself. Tushar reciprocated by introducing himself as Sanya's friend.
"Sanya and her friends!" Avi laughs as he has heard many stories about Sanya.
Naina slams him and says, "Shut up Avi. Tushar is like a real friend." Tushar didn't know what to say. Were these people trying to embarrass him or Sanya?
"Basically, what Avi is saying that he is surprised of not hearing me moaning despite sleeping with a guy." Sanya said.
Not too embarrassing, I guess. Tushar, still not saying a word, joins them by sitting on the armrest of the sofa on which Sanya is sitting. He just noticed that she had changed from a saree to a comfortable crop top and booty shorts with a pushup bra and panties.
"I'll take a bath." Tushar, being a bit formal, leaves them all after sitting with them for a few minutes.
He goes to Sanya's room, gets a towel and starts bathing naked. When he is done, he wraps the towel around his waist and comes to the room. The room is still dimly lit. "mmmm.... Even you look sexy in just a towel." Sanya's voice startled him. She is on the bed, inside the blanket, barely visible.
"Probably why you fuck every friend of yours, right? Cuz they look sexy in towel. " he says.
"Someone's got jealous." Sanya chuckles. Tushar already knows most things about Sanya. He is aware of the extensive experiences Sanya tells him. And he enjoys listening to Sanya when she told him how she got fucked in the hotel on a business trip, or how she gave a blowjob to the guy in the gym.
"Someone's got lame." Tushar says, challenging her. He start applying body lotion while looking at Sanya, who just removed the blanket to show off herself. Her clothes are covering too little of her curvy body.
"But you like your bhabhi to be lame, don't you." She chuckles, remembering the early day.
"Had she been lamer, she would be sucking my dick in the kitchen." He said, grabbing his soft bulge which is still huge, showing it off.
Sanya looks down at his bulge and says, "I don't have to be lame to suck a cock, just have to be slutty enough." She said, spreading her legs and moving her hands from her cleavage to her crotch, over the clothes.
Tushar feels the twitch and even Sanya sees it in the towel. "you are such a bitch." Tushar says, not hiding his semi-hard bulge. "It's been half a day since I've been here and you've made me hard 4 times now."
Sanya gets in doggy style and crawls like a bitch towards the end of the bed. Tushar comes closer towards the edge of the bed as well.
He grabs her throat and makes her look up. "I'll take revenge." and spits on her cute white face. This masculinity of Tushar turned her on. She bit her lips, clearly indicating that she liked it. Tushar spits again on her face and then rubs her face with his spit, making it wet. "Ahhhh..... " Sanya moans closing her eyes, but says nothing.
This has made Tushar completely hard, which is poking on his towel. He leaves Sanya and steps back towards his bag. Facing his back towards Sanya, he drops his towel on the floor. As Sanya opens her eye, she is surprised to see his bare back and nice bare tight ass. She exclaims in amazement.
Tushar turns her head and wink, and wears his yellow V-shaped underwear. "how is it?" He asks, but seeing that Sanya's eyes are stuck on his bulge.
"Perfectly amazing." Sanya says and Tushar steps towards her. Grabbing her hair and making a tight pony, Sanya's face is now inches away from his bulge. "your underwear fits your hard dick too perfectly."
Tushar then, to tease her, lifts her by pulling her hair. He grabs her ass and pulls her closer, such that she can feel his hard-on on her thighs. "What else are we gonna do, besides you imagining to suck my dick?"
"Maybe you can take me in doggy," Sanya says, being dirty now. Tushar spanks her ass and turns her around, bending her on the bed. Her thin booty shorts are clearly showing her curves and ass crack. He uses both hands to give her ass a hard and loud spank. Sanya reciprocates by moaning loudly.
Meanwhile, Naina and Avi look at each other when they hear a spanking and moaning sound from Sanya's room. They look at each other and smile. They had just been wondering how soon they'll start fucking.
Tushar places his erect bulge, pointing up, on her ass crack and starts grinding her as if fucking her. He controls her with her hair in his hands. Her hair bounces back and forth with the thrusts.
"Ahh it was... the.. perfect idea.." Tushar said, spanking and grinding.
Sanya, feeling pride at the praise, said, "You can rub it between my boobs." Without wasting a second, Tushar turns her around, making her sit on the floor this time. Sanya, with her face in front of his cock, says, "I think soon it will tear apart the underwear."
Tushar gives Sanya a mild slap on her cheek and pulls her top up to the shoulders. She grabs the top while Tushar brings her dick to her cleavage. Tushar used his hands to direct the bulge wherever he wanted. Sanya, by now, wanted to feel his cock on her boobs. She grabs the underwear strap to pull it down but Tushar stops her, just to tease her.
"Didn't I say I'll be taking revenge?" He chuckled.
Within a minute of rubbing his cock on her busty boobs, he got too horny to control. He turns Sanya to the floor, making her lie on her stomach. He sits on her and unhooks her bra, getting a feel of her bare back. Her top is still around the neck.
She couldn't see it, but Tushar has taken her dick out to stroke and to aim to cum on her back.
"That's my first gift to you!" Tushar screams as he cums while groaning hard. Sanya felt ropes on his cum landing on her back, extended till her hair.
"Seems like they had fun." Avi chuckles as Naina gulps his cum down her throat, sitting on the floor in the living room. She bends forward to lick his wet cock. "Definitely." She smiles at him.
