The Love Birds – Part 2

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Hi, this is Radhika back with one of my recent sexual encounters. People who don’t know about me can read my previous stories. It all started by getting fucked by my manager when my husband was away. Later I was fucked by my colleagues as well.

Coming to me, I am 29 years old with the stats of 34-30-32. All thanks to the hands of my manager, colleague and my brother-in-law. You all read how my BIL fucked me at my home on our marriage bed earlier. In the last part, you read how I witnessed Abhi and Shruti fucking each other. Abhi drilled me just before I was leaving for the office.

Though I went to the office with Abhi’s warm cum in my pussy. I couldn’t forget the warm feeling when his dick entered my pussy. I want long, hot sex with him, but Shruti is there too. But what if I join them and get fucked along with Shruti? Shit, Radhika, what are you thinking? Are you out of your mind?

I said all that in my head all over the journey to the office. I was waiting eagerly for the evening. I want to watch how they will be doing today. But as you all know, time will run slow when you want it to be fast. Even the traffic was heavy, and I arrived an hour late.

But I didn’t lose hope and slowly unlocked the main door without making much sound. I peeped into the living room, making space so my head could enter without opening the door. Fuck, they are fucking on a couch in the living room. Shruti is riding Abhi, who is sitting on the couch.

Her soft moans were so hot as her ass rose up and down on his dick. I notice Abhi sucking her boobs with his hands on her ass. Shruti has a sexy ass which is 34 in size. She has equally sized boobs that are too firm and sexy. I stayed watching for a few minutes and wanted to act as if I was surprised, too.

So I entered, pushing the door wide open and watching them. I said, “What the fuck is this, guys?” Shruti seems to be scared of getting caught by me. But Abhi was in his usual cool, and he didn’t let Shruti get up from his dick. He lifted her in the very same position and carried her to the bedroom.

Both of them fell on the bed, and Abhi started fucking Shruti without even closing the door. Shruti was hitting him on the back and asking him to stop. But Abhi never listens till his balls drain off the cum. So he continued fucking Shruti with her nipples in his mouth, biting them. Shruti was constantly looking at the door.

Though she does not want to continue getting fucked with the door open. Abhi’s drilling couldn’t stop her from moaning. Seeing me not coming anywhere near the room, Shruti, too, started to moan. Her pussy was getting torn by Abhi. I was sitting on the couch, wet with sweat and juice.

I was listening to Shruti’s moans from the room. Soon my pussy started to get wet. I relaxed my back on the couch. I started to rub my pussy over my skirt, listening to her moans. I was imagining myself in her place, getting fucked by Abhi. I was feeling the pleasure that was building between my legs.

My horny brain started to ask me to get a peek at how they were fucking. I got up from the couch and went closer to the door. I peeped into the room and found that Abhi was fucking Shruti with her legs on his shoulders. I was hearing the sounds of his balls hitting her ass hard as he was fucking her with strong strokes.

I started to rub my pussy watching that. It went on for the next few minutes. All of a sudden, Shruti sat on the bed, and she got a strong orgasm. She made a loud moan with her mouth forming an O. She noticed me watching them with my hand on my pussy. I was scared, thinking what she would think of me.

But I noticed naughtiness in her eyes. That gave me some courage to continue to watch. Shruti, looking at me, got down with her one leg on the bed. She asked Abhi to fuck her in that standing position. She hugged him tight and bit his shoulder, looking into my eyes. I don’t know what the girl is up for.

But I stayed and continued to finger my pussy with my skirt raised to my waist. My panties dropped down to my knees. As Abhi was fucking her, I could see her bouncing boobs, and Shruti continued to moan for his strokes, watching me. That made my pussy leak a lot, and I couldn’t hold myself from cumming.

My pussy juices flew down my legs, and some of it fell on the floor as well. I pulled my panties up, and I noticed Shruti smiling at me. I rushed to my room to take a hot shower. After the bath, I went to the kitchen. I was wearing an oversized t-shirt with panties below. Even that, too, was just a thong.

I was trying to make some Maggie as I was hungry, and that’s when Shruti joined me. She was also wearing a T-shirt and shorts. I could still find her nipples poking through the t-shirt. She smiled at me and asked what I was up to. I said I was hungry and making some Maggie. She asked if I could share it with her, and I said yes.

I added one more Maggie into the boiling water and noticed Shruti smiling. I wanted to break the silence and said, “Will you stop looking at me like that and smiling?” Shruti said. “So you know why I am smiling?” I said, “Why would I not know? It’s because I watched you guys making out.” Shruti asked me, “How did you feel watching it.”

I was shocked to hear those words from her mouth. I remained silent while Shruti continued, “Please tell me, sis, how will it be watching someone making out? Will it turn us on, too?” I was again shocked and was thinking, “Didn’t she notice how hard I cum watching them fucking? How could she ask me again?”

I returned my senses and responded to her question, “Yes, it is hot to watch someone making out. I felt it so hot listening to your moans as Abhi was fucking you hard. You know how hard I came watching you fucking and listening to your moans.” I noticed that my nipples were hard and poking through my t-shirt.

I noticed Shruti looking at them. My glance went towards her boobs, and saw her nipples were poking too. I don’t know what came in, and I moved closer to her. We were looking at each other when I locked my lips with Shruti, and we began to kiss. Shruti was responding by kissing me back with passion and lust. I reached for her ass, pulling her closer to me.

While Shruti started to press my ass cheeks, spreading them wide. We were moaning, and a new passion ignited between us. Shruti made me sit on the kitchen slab while she began pressing my boobs with both her hands. I was moaning as I didn’t have sex for the last few minutes, and it felt so relaxing after a long day.

Shruti pressing my boobs, said, “They are so soft, sis.” I started to press Shruti’s boobs, too, and said, “They are so stiff.” I was twisting Shruti’s nipples, and she started to moan. “Yes, sis, twist them hard. Make them as big as yours.” Those moans were making me so wet, and I placed Shruti’s hand over my pussy.

Shruti moved the thong that was already wet and covered my pussy. She slid her finger into my pussy while making me moan. She soon started to finger my pussy with her one finger. I kept on kissing her and then removed her t-shirt and started to bend a little and suck her boobs.

I bit her hard nipples and pushed another finger into my pussy. I slid my hand into her shorts and found she was dripping, too. I rubbed her pussy before pushing her head over my pussy. Shruti said, “No, sis, I have never done this before.” But I was not in a state to listen. I pushed her face.

As she moved her head, I pushed her cheek over my pussy. My pussy juices got stuck to her cheek, and I held her hair and pulled her. I rubbed her nose over my pussy. She was still not convinced to lick my pussy. That’s when I pulled her hair and pushed it on my pussy. Her lips touched my pussy lips, and that made me shiver.

She, too, gave up and started to lick my pussy. But she was angry, so she went to the fridge after a few minutes. She took a long carrot and pushed it into my pussy. She, too, removed my t-shirt and was sucking my boobs while fucking my pussy with the chill carrot. I didn’t take much time to get a huge orgasm.

I made her lick all my juices. I then got down from the slab and pushed her to the wall. I pulled her shorts down and looked at her ass. You got a good ass, and I slapped her ass. I raised my leg and rubbed my wet pussy on her ass cheeks. I spread her legs wide, and kneeling, I started to lick her pussy from behind.

Shruti was moaning, and she kept on pushing my head into her ass. I kept licking her pussy and also bit her ass a few times. Fuck me, sis, fuck my dripping pussy Shruti moaned. I pushed my finger into her pussy and fucked her pussy while continuing to lick her. She squirted all over my face.

I got up, and we kissed. I made sure she licked all her juices from my face. We ate the burned Maggie and went back to sleep, completely satisfied.

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