I was in a clothing shop recently. A wedding was coming up, so my girlfriend and I needed clothes to wear for the occasion. We were in this high-end shop and a female attendant came to help us with our selections. Only problem with that was…the attendant was my college ex-girlfriend! Her name was Keerthi and she was even more gorgeous now than I remember. I kept looking at her body and almost couldn’t control my eyes.
Keerthi was wearing a tight, black uniform polo. Her tits accentuated the curves in that top and her curvy hips were just begging for my hands to squeeze them. I was sure she noticed my stares, but she didn’t make an effort to hide herself from me.
We were all having fun trying on new clothes. I had blown through 7 outfits before I found the perfect one. I came out wearing it, but my girlfriend was nowhere to be found.
Keerthi was the only one waiting for me. She bit her lip gently as she looked at my body all decked out. I saw that and I walked closer to her. She looked up at me and then blushed as she tried to look away.
Keerthi: Your girl just stepped out to use the washroom.
Me: Where is it?
Keerthi: I sent her down to the first floor. I told her the others were under renovation.
Me: Why would you do that?!
Keerthi pushed me inside the dressing room and latched the door. I sat down and she sat in my lap almost immediately. She leaned forward and I placed my hand on her bare waist and her muscles twitched as she kissed me.
My ex-gf didn’t waste any time either. She immediately got between my legs and sucked me off while she moaned. She slobbered all over my dick, but I didn’t remember teaching her that in high school. Clearly she was showing off!
Keerthi: I regret not sucking this dick back in college!
Me: Holy fuck, this is amazing!
Keerthi: We don’t have a lot of time!
She pulled her pants down and opened my legs. I grabbed into her hips and she bit her lips to stifle her moan as she sat in my lap and grinded against my hard dick. I let my tip sink in and she let out a squeak as I felt the walls of her pussy grab onto my throbbing cock. I felt her wet pussy dripping down my cock as she bounced in my lap.
It felt way too good for me. I had to bust my load inside her, but I wanted to do it on my terms. I made her grab onto the seating area as I stood behind her and I thrust into her from behind like a madman as she moaned softly and quietly in that confined dressing room. I felt my load about to burst!
Keerthi (whispering): Are you close?
Me (grunting): Yesss!!
Keerthi: Cum inside me before you leave!
I came hard as I fucked my slutty, college ex and my body trembled as I pulled my cock out of her wet, tight pussy. Keerthi breathed heavily as she picked up her clothes off the floor and slowly slipped on her top.
Keerthi opened her legs and rubbed her pussy as she looked at me. She moaned softly as my cum dripped out of her pussy. She tasted some of it and beckoned me closer. She stroked my cock gently as we kissed and bit my lip like a naughty little slut.
She giggled softly as she rubbed my throbbing dick. She got on her knees to suck it again when I heard a knock on the door. I muffled Keerthi’s mouth.
Girlfriend: Babe, what’s taking so long?
Me: Hey! I think the attendant went downstairs to look for you. Can you get her? I need to make sure that I can get this exact outfit….but it needs to be looked at.
Girlfriend: Oh, shit! Let me see if I can find her.
Keerthi quickly got dressed and escaped from my dressing room.
Before she left, she had slipped her phone number into my pocket. I saved the number and ripped up the piece of paper to destroy the evidence.
Over the next few weeks, I texted Keerthi in secret. Those texts turned into sexts and we finally felt the urge to go for the real thing again. But there was a twist. She wanted my girlfriend to join us, but I knew that she never would…so I suggested an alternative.
My friend had introduced me to the world of ‘Delhi Sex Chat’. This platform had so many hot and naughty real Indian girls just itching to do hot and nasty shit with horny guys everywhere on cam! I had made an account with my debit card a while back, and I decided to get some more credits to use them with Keerthi. I found the perfect cam-girl too. Her name was Pakhii. I briefed Pakhii on what I wanted to do with Keerthi and Pakhii was more than willing to join us virtually. The game was on!
I lied to my girlfriend about an out-of-state seminar in order to sneak into Keerthi’s house. Once we met, the spark was almost electric. Before I knew it, my fingers were jammed inside Keerthi’s dripping pussy and she was moaning like an insatiable slut. She got a phone call in between and left to attend it, and that’s when I set up the laptop.
When Keerthi came back, I had Pakhii on the other end. She was half-dressed with her black bra straps falling off her shoulders. She looked at both of us and slowly pulled off her panties for us. I brought Keerthi towards the screen and reached around to put my hand inside her wet panties.
Me: What do you think? Want me to plough your wet pussy while she watches?
Keerthi: I am so drenched…but I wanna see her play with herself while you touch me!
I kept rubbing her pussy and licking her neck as Pakhii stuck 2 fingers inside her pussy and moaned. I let Keerthi lick my drenched fingers and then I shoved 2 inside her and she moaned with great pleasure and relief. Her body fell against my chest and her hips rocked back and forth with urgency.
Seeing this, Pakhii pulled out a dildo and stuck it deep inside her own pussy. She grinded and moaned as she watched me finger fuck my ex.
Pakhii: Oh, please just fuck that naughty pussy! I wanna watch! Please!
I pulled off Keerthi’s clothes and bent her over the laptop. Keerthi moaned as my dick entered her wet pussy without foreplay. I spanked her and she giggled with enjoyment. I grabbed her arms and crossed them behind her back as my dick slipped gently inside her.
Keerthi let out a stifled, hot moan as she gripped the computer table and opened her legs. I thrusted in slowly and deeply. Keerthi’s hair stuck to the sweat on her face. Pakhii moaned louder on the monitor and I felt Keerthi’s wet pussy drip down my sweaty legs as she moaned and stifled louder groans.
Pakhii’s hips lifted off the bed as she squirted watching me fuck Keerthi. Keerthi moaned and reached around in urgency. She grabbed my hand as I held onto her waist and squeezed harder as I felt her pussy tighten and her body tingle. She came on my dick. Feeling her cum run down my shaft was electric. I fucked the shit out of her as Pakhii rubbed herself further. Keerthi moaned like an overused slut as I slammed into her with all my strength.
Pakhii was moaning while she squeezed her tits. Keerthi was screaming as I fucked her and my dick finally gave in. I shot my load deep into her and the warmth filling her tight pussy made her yelp. I felt my own cum run down my leg as Pakhii fell back on her bed and tasted herself.
Pakhii: Wow, that was fun! We should totally do it again.
Keerthi: (turning her head to kiss me) Mmmm it sure was (gasping as I touched her again).
Pakhii got a new call just then. She waved goodbye as I dropped Keerthi on the bed and jumped on her naked body. We would call Pakhii again later, but for now…I wanted Keerthi to myself. I still use DSC Girls website whenever I want a sexy cam slut to watch me fuck. It’s really a different vibe…I love it.
