Urmila had to travel to Delhi for her marketing conference. It was the perfect opportunity to catch up with her ex-teammate, Anshika. Especially since Urmi knew that Anshika and I had slept with each other in her absence.
Both of them met after work at Anshika’s place. It had been a long time since they last met, so the conversations ranged from personal to professional. However, it was Anshika’s and my one-night stand that took centre stage.
“I hope you didn’t feel bad,” Anshika asked sheepishly.
Urmila just waved her hand assuring her that all was fine.
“I guess it was the time when I wasn’t really into sex so much,” Urmi added. “I’m glad that you both connected at that level.”
“Darvesh is a gentleman off the bed but a beast on it!” Anshu said with a devilish grin.
Both girls started discussing the sexual adventures that had taken place since that point. While Urmi elaborated on our carnal soiree with other people, Anshu mentioned the few men with whom she slept during this time.
“I guess I haven’t slept with someone for the past 2 months now,” Anshu said in a sad tone.
“You always have an option now in Mumbai,” Urmi winked.
As the girls were about to call a night, Anshu went to take a shower. She stepped out wrapped in her towel, which revealed her ample cleavage.
“Darvesh never fails to mention about your boobs,” Urmi told Anshu as she saw her coming out of the shower. “He still masturbates imagining about them.”
Anshu was surprised. “Still? I thought he must have new content now to imagine.”
“Since you were his first extra-marital affair, he has a soft spot for you.”
Anshu couldn’t stop blushing after that. She dropped her towel, standing naked in front of Urmi to change into her night dress.
“Woah! Have they grown since that night we slept topless during one of our conferences?”
Anshu and Urmi had spent one night sleeping topless since there was no electricity in their hotel.
Anshu laughed! “Haha, I don’t think so. Even then, I used to wear a 34C bra.”
“No wonder Darvesh swoons over them,” Urmi told her as even she removed her t-shirt to change into her night dress.
“Oh, c’mon! Even you have a nice rack there,” Anshu said as she playfully grabbed Urmi’s boobs.
Urmi giggled! “Thanks for appreciating them!”
As Urmi got naked, Anshu noticed Urmi’s ass after a long time. “I still envy your ass, Urmi.”
Urmi jiggled it for her. “I never knew you envied it.”
“I’m sure Darvesh must be spanking them hard every day,” Anshu commented.
“He does more than that,” said Urmi pointing at the bite mark on her ass.
“Oh god! All these lusty conversations have got me horny now,” Anshu mentioned. “As such, I have had a dry spell for almost 2 months.”
“Then let me add some fuel to the fire!” Urmi started showing Anshu my naked pictures with Swati (Read: Swati comes to Mumbai)
Looking at those pictures, Anshu subconsciously started touching herself; first, her boobs, then her pussy.
“Oh damn, Urmi! You shouldn’t have shown this to me. I think I’ll need to relieve myself now.”
The circumstances were getting to Anshu. She was now fingering herself openly in front of Urmi. With her eyes partially closed with pleasure from masturbating, Anshu asked Urmi, “I hope you don’t mind.”
Urmi whispered, “I’ve more pics if you want!”
At that stage, Anshu was beyond the need for pictures. But the thought of some visual stimulation fueled her desires further. She fetched her vibrator and cranked it up to the highest setting as Urmi scrolled through our naked pictures.
Some pictures featured just the two of us, while some were filled with our other carnal endeavours. Watching this scene unfold, even Urmi was turned on. She inadvertently started masturbating herself, looking at the pictures and Anshu masturbating next to her.
In the heat of the moment, Anshu moved her vibrator over Urmi’s pussy, while she fingered herself. Urmi couldn’t resist grabbing Anshu’s boobs in the excitement. The sexual tension forced her to caress them. Anshu, who was deep in the slumbers of lust, enjoyed this intervention.
Anshu set aside the vibrator, rolled over, and started sucking Urmi’s boobs, burying her face into the cleavage.
Anshu looked at Urmi and asked, “is it ok if we do this?”
“Oh yes! Yes, please!” came Urmi’s muffled reply.
Both friends dug their tongues into each other’s mouths. Their saliva first exchanging and then just drooling all over their faces. Anshu’s fetish for Urmi’s ass was at its peak. She ordered Urmi, “Bury my face under your ass!”
Urmi turned around and gently placed her ass on Anshu’s face. As Anshu’s tongued touched her folds, Urmi let out a gasp of pleasure. She gently moved her ass so that Anshu’s tongue could explore every inch of her pussy.
While Anshu was busy giving Urmi pleasure, Urmi herself bent down and started exploring Anshu’s smooth pussy. Until that night, Urmi had only tasted Jyoti’s pussy for some time (Read: The Swinger’s Club).
Both women went on with this oral pleasure until the bed was soaked with their juices. They got off each other and shared a smile as they panted heavily.
“Have you tried a dildo before?” Anshu asked Urmi. Urmi shook her head, having never experienced it before.
Anshu retrieved a large silicone dildo from her wardrobe, an expensive one. It was made with intricate details resembling an actual penis. It could even mimic the throbbing of an actual dick with a pulsating function.
“That’s how I’ve been living for the past 2 months,” Anshu explained with a smile.
Anshu sucked the dildo for a few seconds, giving it a faux blow job, before she inserted it slowly inside Urmi’s pussy. Urmi grabbed the pillows tightly as if she could feel an actual dick inside her.
Anshu expertly moved it inside Urmi, intermittently switching on the pulsating function for added pleasure. Within a few minutes, Anshu could feel Urmi’s toes curling and her back arched with orgasm.
“Oh god, that felt so good!” Urmi exclaimed. “It’s your turn now.”
“Do you mind using it as a strap-on?” Anshu asked Urmi, a bit unsure.
The dildo had a strap as well to wear, as it was a dick for actual lesbians. Urmi strapped it around her pelvis, just near her pussy, replicating a dick’s position. Anshu lay on the bed with her legs spread as Urmi glided inside her easily.
Anshu switched on the pulsating function which was felt by both. Urmi pumped Anshu hard, kissing her and her boobs in the meantime. The pulsating action showed its effect, as both received immense pleasure from the action.
Urmi pulled out the dildo and removed the straps. Both friends lay on the bed, panting and laughing.
“I never thought lesbian action would be so much fun,” Urmi told Anshu.
“I agree!”
“So this is how Darvesh feels when he penetrates me,” Urmi blurted.
“Or when he penetrated me!” Anshu replied with a wink.
“Should we send him a picture?” Anshu asked.
“Oh, I want to send him a picture,” Urmi replied.
They knelt on the bed facing each other, their boobs pressed firmly against each other, and tongues entwined as they clicked a picture. It was almost 11 when my phone buzzed, and I was surprised to see a notification from Anshu.
When I opened it I felt my eyes were deceiving me. I immediately video-called Anshu, who was cuddling Urmi naked in the bed.
“What’s happening?” I asked with a joyfully surprised face.
“Only you can have sex with her, not me?” Urmi asked with a devilish smile.
“I’m so hard right now!”
“Then good that you called. How about masturbating while I fuck your wife?
I instantly removed my shorts, my dick popping out in excitement. Both the ladies put up a steamy sex show for me, kissing and licking each other’s bodies, something that was evident from the amount of cum that I ejaculated.
“We’ve agreed upon a threesome the next time I come to Mumbai,” Anshu told me.
“Well, I couldn’t wait for that day to come soon!”
“Until then, I need intimate details of tonight’s steamy affair between you two.”