An Indian Disagreement (Literotica)
Arya peeked through the door of her apartment. She’d been expecting this. The sounds of moans, and tight wet slaps permeated through the door. She groaned in annoyance. Going over her options in her mind.
Should she go in now and surprise them? Or should she confront her boyfriend later? When the Woman isn’t around?
Her line of discussion was broken up as soon as she heard the muffled words squeeze through the doors.
“Oh My god Babe! You do this so much better!”
That was the straw that broke the camels back. Or the…Moan that broke Arya’s dignity.
Arya burst through the apartment, furious. Only for her to see it.
Her boyfriend getting sucked off by another woman…
She tried to close her eyes. But the sight was engraved into her mind. The woman was Indian. And after a closer look. Arya realized the grave truth.
It was Reema, someone who was supposed to be a good friend.
“So THIS is work from home?!” Arya screamed out. Her boyfriend was jolted into action. His mind going into autopilot. He pushed his side girl away and threw a blanket over his dick.
“You rang?” He said with a lovey Dovey accent.
“Don’t play coy you snake!” Arya cried out.
“Sex? With Reema?! How could you? How could both of you do this to me?!”
Reema was a thick girl. Much thicker than Arya. Sure Arya had curves. But Reema had a much thicker ass, bigger breasts. And though they came with a few fat rolls. A bigger body. Her light skin ass was coveted by plus size modeling firms. Even though she was only 190 pounds. Arya felt smaller than ever. And it made her mad…
“Uh… I don’t know Arya. Why would you deny what the heart desires? Your man wanted me… So he got me.” Reema taunted. Still completely nude.
Now Arya was furious.
“I couldn’t care less about who does WHAT! I trusted you both! And now! Reema needs to leave!” Arya huffed. Reema, however. Stood up and walked to face her.
“You know what I have to say to that attitude Arya… No.” She whispered the statement out to her female rival. Both women were glaring at each other.
“Woah now, let’s both calm down here.” Arya’s boyfriend tried to defuse the situation.
***”Stay out of it babe!”*** Both Women said in Unison. He shut up and let the two women bicker it out.
“Listen, Arya, I’m not leaving my *honey* to your clutches without a *fight* .” Reema pushed her chest onto her new opponent. Arya was forced back a step. Shocked, she gasped out. And looked to her boyfriend for assistance. Her former lover shook his head. This was her problem now…
“What do you mean. *Whore?* “ Arya sounded out the word slowly. Trying to rile Reema up. It worked.
Reema scoffed,
“I mean… We’re gonna have a Titfight. Loser has to give up their man.” She ran her finger across Arya’s shoulder.
It was all too much. The cheating, Reema’s unapologetic nature. And more importantly. The fact that her Boyfriend was so smitten by this succubus.
“You know what bitch? It’s on! Get ready to be humiliated. Because I won’t hold back!” Arya stormed off into the bathroom. And pulled out two lingerie bathrobes. One Red, One Black.
“You Want to take it like this? Let’s play…”
The two women dressed up in the Bathrobes. Arya in Red. Reema in Black. The robes barely held their cleavage together. And exposed their midriffs. But the two women could care less.
“Come on Girls! There’s…Uh…Plenty of me to go around!” Arya’s Boyfriend joked.
“Honey…Back…Off.” Arya grumbled. Her Lover complied.
The two women growled at each other sizing the other up. And approaching each other slowly.
“Ready to lose?” Reema whispered to Arya. Her face newly done with makeup.
“Shut up and put those hands up.” Arya responded.
The two women wrapped arms and pressed their chests together. Groaning and striving for dominance. Arya pushed Reema back. The woman grunted in response. And feared her failure in the sexual duel.
“Ungh! You…Bitch!” Reema wheezed out as Arya squeezed against her. Pushing her onto a wall. Reema grunted as Arya pushed against her. Sweat started to build on the two ladies.
“How about fucking my man now? Huh! Hope you enjoy humiliation!” Arya shouted out loud to a wheezing, weakened, Reema. Dressed up in makeup. Reema’s pained expressions carried a shade of arousal.
“I want you to tell me you like it! Give up for me! Right here!” Arya demanded submission, while continuing to push her bosom onto her opponent. The bathrobes were half undone now. An erotic sight of two thick beautiful women squeezing thier bodies against each other was unfolding in the apartment bedroom. And Arya was winning.
“Ungh…N-..No…Not Like this!” Reema shouted out. Throwing her hand onto Arya’s back, and pushing her back.
“Ack! What are you doing?!” Arya yelped out. Reema silently slid her finger down Arya’s back. And onto her ass.
“Hah! Wait! No! That’s not fair! We never agreed to thi-“ Arya tried to complain. But soon crumpled into a loud moan. Arousing everyone in the room.
“G…Get Your Finger…Out of There!” Arya pleaded. However. Reema didn’t oblige.
“You like it. Don’t you?” Reema whispered into her opponent’s ears. Taunting her with defeat. Arya could only moan as Reema slapped her ass. And pushed against her.
Reema had the bigger curves. And the better body. After a short while. Reema had slipped both the bathrobes off. And had pressed her opponent into the wall. Arya was losing.
“Unh! Admit it! Hn! You lose this match. Submit to me…” Reema whispered softly in Arya’s ear. Finishing with a kiss on her neck.
“A-Ah! …Haah…N-…No…” Arya whimpered out. Biting her lip. Reema spat on her breasts. And pushed them into Arya’s Causing her opponents legs to go weak.
Arya’s former lover had seen enough. And stepped next to the two. Motivating Reema to push her bosom even harder. And Arya to moan louder.
“Arya…This…Pathetic display of yours has taught me something…” He whispered into Arya’s ear. Her former lover gasped softly. Despite Reema’s onslaught. She opened her eyes, and looked at her former boyfriend.
“I like watching you lose…”
That was it. Arya exploded in Arousal. Screaming out the words:”I Submit! You Win!” Repeatedly. Reema kissed her as a show of dominance. She emitted a low moan. And surrendered. Letting Reema push her onto the bed.
Arya lay there. Out of breath. And quivering in exhaustion. The defeat took everything out of her. And the worst part? She loved it.
“Now then… Shall we?” Reema took Arya’s boyfriend with a kiss.
Leaving Arya sweaty. Defeated…And watching the scene unfold.
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