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My name is Aarush, and I’m a pilot. I had got a few days off from flying and was looking forward to catching up with old friends. Little did I know this break would turn into an unforgettable, steamy adventure.

I was sitting with my friends at a resto-pub in Bangalore, enjoying a few drinks. It had been a long week of flying, and this was my way of unwinding. My phone buzzed, and I saw it was Vivek calling. We hadn’t spoken in a while, so I excused myself from the table and stepped outside to take the call.

“Abey Aarush, kaisa hai tu?” (Hey Aarush, how are you?) Vivek’s familiar voice boomed through the phone, full of the Delhi slang and humour we had always shared.

“Arrey Vivek, Saale, I missed you!” (Oh, Vivek, man, I missed you!) I laughed, feeling a wave of nostalgia. “Kahan hai tu?” (Where are you?)

“Main toh Delhi mein hoon yaar, aur Alisha bhi mere saath hai. Itni saal ho gaye milke, tu aaja yaar, kuch din ke liye. Bohut mazaa aayega!” (I’m in Delhi, man, and Alisha is with me. It’s been years since we met. So you should come for a few days. It’ll be so much fun!)

I hesitated for a moment, thinking about Alisha. I’d always had a physical attraction towards her. But I pushed those thoughts aside when she got together with Vivek. I was genuinely happy for them. “Hmm, sounds good. Let me check my schedule, and I’ll get back to you.”

Vivek’s voice was filled with excitement. “Bhai, jaldi plan bana. Speaker pe hai tu, Alisha bhi sun rahi hai.” (Dude, make plans quickly. You’re on speaker. Alisha is listening too.)

I heard Alisha’s voice in the background, cheerful and excited. “Aarush, please come! It’ll be so much fun!”

Their enthusiasm was contagious. “Alright, I’ll book my tickets and let you know.”

I returned to my friends, brushing aside my thoughts about Alisha. The idea of catching up with Vivek after so long was exciting.

A few days later, I was on a flight to Delhi. The excitement was building up as I thought about meeting Vivek and Alisha. I landed and saw them waiting for me at the airport. Vivek looked the same, his face lighting up as he saw me.

Alisha, on the other hand, had become even more stunning. She had a perfect hourglass figure, her crop top and baggy jeans highlighting her curves. Her plump lips parted in a smile as she saw me.

“Arrey, Aarush!” (Hey, Aarush!) Vivek pulled me into a bear hug. “Kitna time ho gaya yaar!” (It’s been so long, man!)

I hugged him back, then turned to Alisha. She hugged me tightly, pressing her body against mine. The hug lingered a bit longer than usual, and she looked into my eyes, biting her lip. A wave of arousal hit me, but I brushed it aside.

We piled into the car and headed to their place, catching up on old times. When we arrived, we settled down, had lunch, and reminisced about the past. I told them I had to meet another friend nearby. Vivek mentioned he had some work to finish while Alisha had a meeting.

I returned around 11 PM, letting myself in with the key they had given me. The house was quiet, and I assumed they had gone to bed. As I walked past their bedroom, I heard heavy breathing and soft moans. Curiosity got the better of me, and I pushed the door slightly open.

What I saw made my heart race. Alisha was on her knees, giving a blowjob to Vivek. Her top was off, and her perfect breasts dangled as she moved. Vivek, facing the other way, didn’t see me, but Alisha did. Our eyes met, and she smiled teasingly.

She climbed onto Vivek, positioning his dick at her entrance and started riding him. Her moans filled the room, and she kept looking at me, her eyes filled with lust.

Vivek came quickly, unable to hold back. Alisha got up, cum dripping from her pussy, and looked at me. She scooped some cum onto her fingers and licked them clean, winking at me as she walked to the bathroom. I stood there, hard and aching, before heading to my room.

The next morning, I woke up to find Alisha standing in front of me, wearing a bathrobe. She had a mischievous smile on her face, and her eyes were fixed on my morning boner.

“Good morning,” she said, her voice sultry.

I sat up, trying to hide my arousal. “Morning, Alisha.”

She stepped closer, her eyes gleaming with mischief. “Did you like what you saw last night?” she asked, her voice dripping with curiosity and desire.

I hesitated, but the memory of her and Vivek flashed in my mind. “Yeah, I did,” I replied, my voice barely a whisper.

Her smile widened. “I was imagining you while fucking Vivek. Knowing you were watching turned me on so much. I’ve been planning how to get you to bed with me, and this just made things so much easier.”

With that, she loosened her bathrobe, revealing her naked body. She climbed onto the table behind her, spreading her legs and started rubbing her pussy, her fingers moving in slow, deliberate circles. “You can look but not touch,” she said, her voice commanding.

I was mesmerized, unable to take my eyes off her. I pulled out my dick and started stroking it, matching her rhythm. “You look so hot,” I said, my voice thick with desire.

She smiled, her fingers working faster. “I bet you want to feel my lips around your dick, don’t you?”

“God, yes,” I groaned, my hand moving faster. “I want to see you play with your clit. Show me.”

She obeyed, her fingers focusing on her clit. She spread her lips, revealing her wet, glistening folds, and began to rub her clit in slow, teasing circles. Her moans grew louder, more urgent. “I want to taste every drop of your cum,” she whispered, her eyes locked on mine.

“Your dick is so big, Aarush. I can’t wait to have it in my mouth,” she purred, her eyes filled with lust as she watched me stroke myself.

“Fuck, Alisha, you look so sexy playing with yourself,” I said, my voice husky. “Keep rubbing that clit for me. Show me how much you want it.”

She increased the pressure, her fingers moving faster, her hips bucking against her hand. “I want to feel you cum, Aarush. I want to see you lose control.”

We continued masturbating, our eyes never leaving each other. The tension built up, and I felt myself getting closer. “I’m going to cum,” I warned her.

“Do it,” she urged, her own body trembling with pleasure. “Cum for me.”

With a final stroke, I came hard, my cum splattering on the sheets and my legs. Alisha climaxed at the same time, her juices dripping down her thighs. She panted heavily, her body shivering with aftershocks.

After a few moments, she collected herself and stood up, her robe still open. “Breakfast is ready,” she said with a naughty smile and a wink before leaving the room.

As I lay there, catching my breath, I couldn’t stop thinking about Alisha and the intense connection we had just shared. My mind was filled with fantasies of what could happen next. The possibilities were endless, and I knew this was just the beginning of a dangerously erotic adventure.

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