Seducing My Friend’s Sister – Part 5

After dinner, we sat on the shoreline. We were enjoying the small waves gently passing under us. The night was warm. The moon rose from the back. This all was creating a perfect setting for romance.

Ishita made a voice call to her cousin Kamini. It was the first time I had talked to her. Ishita told Kamini that she finally checked outdoor intimacy off her bucket list. It was just a small call because I didn’t want to waste any time. She seemed to have a very bold and open personality.

I started pressing her boobs and nipples. I was feeling her heartbeat quicken under my touch. I pushed her back so that she would lay on the sand, and I lay on top of her. I was kissing her passionately. Kamini understood and cut the call from her side.

While kissing, we were holding each other tightly, we rolled on the sand a few times in between. Both of us were getting dirty with grains of sand sticking to our skin. When I was on top, I was staring at her with a hunger for sex.

She noticed it from my expressions, so she understood the assignment and lifted her right leg, inviting me into pussy. I noticed sand everywhere, on her pussy lips and on my dick too. Remembering her irritation from the previous round, I realized how she would manage the pain of sand particles.

So, I told her, let’s not complicate things. She may face minor injuries inside. I refused to penetrate. However, she was eager, more than me. She asked me to go ahead and not to worry about complications. Still, it didn’t feel right to me. So I held her and we guided us both into the water.

We played there for a while, letting the gentle waves wash the sand off our bodies. Once we were clean, we walked back to the shoreline. I let her bend forward from her waist. She placed her palms on the sand like she was in a doggy position. I stood behind her.

I gripped her ass and thighs in my hands, then lifted her. So, her legs were at my knee height in the air. Her palms on the sand supported her, and I was holding her legs. I spread her legs a bit and jerked my dick hard inside her. As I started stroking, she began to lose her stability.

Her palms dug into the sand from the force of my thrusts, so she rested her forearms on the sand instead. This position brought her closer to the water level there, so the waves were gently hitting her face and boobs in intervals. I was going hard, thrusting into pussy deeply.

Her moans grew louder, mingling with the sound of the waves. “Ahh,” she moaned. The water splashing her face added a sensation to it. Her moans were a mix of pleasure and the struggle to breathe as the waves hit her. “Oh! Aah! Oh, God! ”

We continued in this position for some time. Due to her weight and my thrusts, her arms continuously dug into the sand. I took two steps back and pulled her back, too. As we got out of the water, I held her in the same position again. Then, I continued stroking for several more minutes.

I was nearing cum. My control was slipping with each thrust. Finally, I loaded her pussy with my cum. It was like I was releasing all my pent-up desire into her. I gently let go of her legs to allow her to stand up. As she stood, she turned to me. Her eyes were filled with satisfaction and love.

Then she kissed, hugged and kissed me. I put my arm on her shoulder and took her in my right arm. Then we started walking on the shoreline. After strolling along the shoreline, hand in hand, we found a secluded spot to sit and talk. As we were experiencing the waves of the beach, we shared our deepest thoughts and feelings.

Me: I feel like I’m living a dream with you.

Ishita: You’re my dream come true.

Me: I never want this moment to end.

Ishita: Let’s leave a message in the sand.

Me: What should we write?

Ishita: About us?

Me: Perfect.

We decided to leave love notes for each other to symbolize our affection. We captured them on camera. We laughed and posed for pictures, creating memories that would last a lifetime. As we returned, we spread out a blanket on the sand and laid down together.

We gazed at the star-filled sky. As we cuddled close, our sweet kisses ignited our passion. Ishita was fully excited that night. As soon as she felt that desire rising within us again, she took charge and started kissing me all over my body.

Her lips were doing a great job on me. She stopped at my hard dick.

She sat on my lap, facing toward the sea. She held my dick and sat on it until dick went inside fully. She began to ride my dick. When she was riding, she was whispering and moaning softly.

Ishita: You are feeling so good inside me.

Me: Hah! You’re riding me crazy, fat ass!

I felt like forever of happiness when she looked at me with desire in her eyes. She continued riding me. I was chilling, looking at the stars while simultaneously enjoying her movements. Each jump of hers was making sounds of tap-tap.

Her smooth but tight ass was hitting on my lap. She spent a long time riding my dick, but she could not let me cum. So, I became really horny now. I pushed her away to break riding. She was in shock and asked, “Ouch! What happened?” I turned her and lay on her.

No waste of time, I started stroking her while she was lying on her back. I wanted to enjoy those moments, too. But I was in a hurry as I felt so aroused. I barely lasted for a few more minutes. Her moans started growing up, “Oh, yes.” Finally, I cum, this time a lot. A drop of my cum was trickling from her pussy.

At the orgasm, I released myself into her. She was exhausted but satisfied. I collapsed on her. Under the blanket of stars, we spent the whole night. In the early morning before sunrise, we left the property and drove to Kochi for our flight. It was a connecting flight, and we landed in Bengaluru.

Our further flights to our respective locations were in the night. I could sense something was cooking up. I was wondering why Ishita booked a connecting flight when she could have easily gotten a direct one to Delhi.

Kamini had asked us to visit her place, so we went there. When we reached Kamini’s house, I was amazed. Kamini was almost a replica of Ishita, a perfect MILF. Though her facial features weren’t as striking as Ishita’s. We had breakfast together, and Ishita took the empty plates to the kitchen to clean them.

Meanwhile, Kamini stood up and pulled me toward her by my polo T-shirt collar. I was a bit shocked, but somewhere inside, I knew something was brewing between the cousins.

I looked toward the kitchen, expecting Ishita to walk in. But when she did, she merely smiled. I could see now that this was a planned encounter, something they had discussed and agreed upon. Kamini was bold and aggressive. She grabbed my collar like a gangster and stared into my eyes with intensity.

She commanded me, “You insufferable, gandu, follow me,” I didn’t like her dominance. Whenever I saw such dominance in bed, it awakened the animal in me. I couldn’t let her take control. I knew I had to go hard on her. I pulled her hair tightly and dragged her head back.

I locked my lips onto hers. Our kiss was so desperate, and it was filled with a primal need for Kamini. While our tongues were battling with each other, she slowly guided me to her bedroom. She was kissing me like a woman starved for sex. Her unsatisfied sexual life was clearly evident in her actions.

She was biting my neck multiple times with a hunger that only fuelled my desire. Her dominance didn’t waver for a second. As soon as we lay on the bed, she straddled me. Her ass was grinding against my body. I cuddled her tightly, feeling the heavy and warm breaths.

She was continuously eating my lips, her kisses frantic and insistent. Kamini sneered between kisses.

Kamini: You’re nothing but a filthy bhadwa.

Me: Shut up, you cheap maal. Be ready to stitch your ass.

Kamini (spat back): Dirty randi ka bachhe.

I noticed Ishita had left the house. I didn’t know where she was going. But now, it was just the two of us. I commanded Kamini, “Useless slut, become a bitch.”

She removed her panties and got into a doggy position at the edge of the bed. Her big, oval buttocks were calling me for a big slap. I slapped her ass hard. I felt so satisfying smacking against her flesh and then jerked my dick into her pussy.

As soon as I started stroking, she was fully on, her passionate moans filling the room. “Mmm, more please,” she cried out. Her voice grew louder and more desperate with each thrust.

I kept slapping her ass while fucking her. The sound of ass was echoing in the room. I had never seen a better bitch than her; her position was perfect, and her cooperation was amazing. Her moans became a symphony of pleasure and pain, each one driving me closer to the edge.

After continuing fucking her for some time, I pulled her hair with one hand, arching her back, and kept slapping her ass hard with the other hand. Her body trembled beneath me, her moans turning into screams of satisfaction.

Just before I cum, I pulled out and released myself all over her soft, oval buttocks. I was watching me cum glistening on her ass. We lay there for a moment, both of us breathing heavily.

I wasn’t in the mood to stop. I was relentless, and I wanted to be wilder. I stood up on the bed. She was lying on her back in bed. I raised her legs and folded them over so that her ankles were on either side of her head. Her ass came upwards, perfect for me to stroke.

She wasn’t very flexible for this position, but I didn’t care. I wanted wild sex. I squirted on her ass, then spit a lot of saliva on her asshole. With no mercy, I started fucking her ass. The position wasn’t suitable for her, but she moaned for pleasure despite the pain.

After a while, the saliva dried out, so I spat more saliva to keep going. I continued to tear into her ass, feeling the tightness around my cock. While fucking her ass, I was fingering and slapping her pussy, too, driving her wild. With a mix of pain and pleasure, she was moaning like an artist.

Minutes passed, and I could feel myself nearing the edge of unloading again. With some final thrusts, I was unable to hold back any longer. I came hard on her big, round ass and released myself completely. I slapped her ass, and I collapsed beside her. Both of us experienced the intensity of our encounter.

After my first encounter with Kamini, I was lying in bed with her. We both were cuddling and kissing each other. Kamini was a dirty talker in bed and used to add Hindi abuse in every other sentence. It was her to keep the mood charged.

Just then, Ishita returned, and I was stunned by her appearance. She had styled her hair gorgeously, with a rich chocolaty brown shade, some of it backcombed while the rest elegantly tied up.

Me: Ishita, there’s something I’ve always dreamed of doing.

Ishita returned with a confident smile,

Ishita: I knew Babes! Here you are, all ready. What’s the exciting plan?

Me: But how do you know that I dreamed of doing something with my hair?

Ishita: Oh, ho! You only told me, right? When I was taking your dick in my mouth that morning.

Me: Wow, you remember that?

Ishita: Yeah! Before leaving India, I wanted to fulfil all your desires for me and you. So, here we are now.

Me: Amazing. Let’s start now.”

Kamini: But what is the plan?

Ishita: Umm! That even I don’t know.

I stopped them from talking with each other and said.

Me: I’ve always fantasized about filling her parting with my cum to signify our special bond. It’s like our own little symbol of connection, you know? Connection for intimacy, pleasure, mutual desires, and adventures.

Kamini was feeling so satisfied from our first round. She was already curious about my fantasy. She wanted to join us init.

Kamini: Sluts! Could I be a part of it too?

Ishita: Great, but can we add didi here, Nikku?

Me: Absolutely! Why not? You both kneel together.

Both bitches kneeled side by side. I stood in front of such that my hard dick was hanging between them. They knew their job. They held my dick in each of their hands. I held both of their hair and pushed their head to my dick. Ishita was sucking my dick while Kamini was playing with my balls.

Her experience was clearly evident in her moves. She was nicely cupping my balls and releasing them in intervals. After some time, they exchanged their job, and now Kamini was sucking. Kamini was like a pro-girl. She knew what men wanted in sucking. Her tongue was doing a great job on the tip of my dick.

I was standing and letting them do their job. I was moving my fingers through Ishita’s new hairstyle. Her chocolaty shade was looking stunning in her white flesh.

I pulled them from their hair and pushed their lips to each other. Then I adjusted my dick between their lips. My mushroom-like lollipop was meeting both of their hot lips. A perfect scene to take a pic of, so I clicked a pic from above. Ishita’s hair was well styled, but Kamini’s hair was moving in front every time.

So I brought them together and held them for her. But due to this, I also got a command of her. I focused on Kamini and pushed her head harder into my dick. She started going deep, but I wanted more. I deep-throated her multiple times. She was taking my dick passionately.

But when I went to do the same to Ishita, she got choked. I never wanted to dominate Ishita, but it was the last day. I kept her choked for some moments and then repeated it a few times. I realized I was getting out of control. I took my dick in my hand.

They both understood that I was cumming. They stopped and headed down to let me act. In my first spurt, I shoot it at Ishita’s parting, and then I shoot one or two more. Later, I did spurt remaining at Kamini.

I was feeling immense satisfaction, but Ishita didn’t have my dick that day. So, before leaving, we did some final rounds together. And finally, in the evening, we said our goodbyes to Kamini and headed to the airport for our respective flights.

Ishita: Every moment with you is a memory I cherish. Will miss this a lot.

Me: Don’t feel sad, okay? We made these days unforgettable.

Ishita: I don’t know when, but we will meet as soon as possible.

Me: Looking forward to it. More love to our moments. Goodbye, babes!

As I boarded my plane, I was thinking about the incredible experiences we’d shared and the bonds we’d formed. This trip had been a journey of discovery, adventure, and deep connection. I knew it was just the beginning of many more to come.

I was thinking about Ishan. He still feels that nothing has happened. The memories of that night, filled with passion and exploration, would stay with me forever, marking the end of an unforgettable trip. Our journey did not end here. I knew that though Ishita was going abroad, I had Kamini here in India.

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