TWO BENGALIS MET IN LONDON

 Before closing her luggage, Susmita took one last look around her room. It was finally time for her to leave home for college. She was looking forward to starting a new life in a new place, experiencing new things, and meeting new people. Susmita had been awarded a scholarship to attend a London out-of-state institution. Her family immigrated to the United Kingdom from Kolkata, India when she was a small child, and they settled in Edinburgh. While she enjoyed her life in Edinburgh, she yearned for the south, where she had heard life was more cosmopolitan, similar to her childhood town in Kolkata. She was looking forward to going for walks in Oxford Street with pals, visiting local coffee shops, and, of course, studying at one of the country's greatest universities.

Susmita arrived into London's Hithro airport and then took a taxi to the institution. During the cab ride, one of the most striking differences she saw was that there were people of various races everywhere she looked. There were Hispanics, Orientals, African Americans, and Indians, unlike in Edinburgh. There were a lot of Indians, which she was ecstatic about.

Her room in the dorms had been allotted to her, and her parents had demanded that she live in the all-girl dorms. She had no idea who her roommate would be, but hoped it would be someone pleasant. Susmita entered the hostel and registered with the Dorm Director before proceeding to her room. She opened the door and was unsurprised to see half of the room already decorated, as she had just been informed that her roommate had arrived the night before. The fact that the room was furnished with Indian décor surprised her. When she looked at the door to her room, she noticed that her roommate's name was Bipasha, and that in her haste to go into her room, Susmita had entirely missed the name. She was hoping Bipasha would be a pleasant girl because she didn't want to have a tense relationship with another Indian.

Susmita began unloading and arranging her belongings on her half of the room. Her room door opened as it began to grow dark, and Bipasha went in. Both girls exchanged a broad smile as they stared at each other.

"Hello!" they both exclaimed, and hugged each other in the traditional Indian manner. All formal barriers vanished in an instant. They hit it off right away, and after a few pleasantries, Bipasha began assisting Susmita with her unpacking. Susmita told Bipasha about herself and her family in Edinburgh during their long conversation. Bipasha explained that she was an international student whose family still resided in Kolkata. Susmita jumped up with joy when she heard that.

"I was born there," she exclaimed with zeal. "This is fantastic. You must tell everything that happened. It's been a long time since I've been there."

"It's no surprise you're so attractive; you're a mumbian!" Bipasha remarked. "One thing to keep in mind is that Kolkata is India's busiest city. Just keep that in mind, and everything will be OK, because Kolkata residents take their city very seriously." With pride in her voice, she said.

"All OK, lady." Susmita said, mockingly earnest. "And you should be the one to comment on my appearance; have you checked yourself in the mirror recently? You ought to be working in Bollywood. Have you seen all of the movie actors and actresses, by the way? After all, isn't Bollywood based in Kolkata?"

With a laugh, Bipasha responded, "Yea, I've seen a few."

"Can you tell me why you're laughing?" Susmita inquired.

"Well, you're the tenth person to ask me that question in the last two days." Bipasha laughed again in response.

The girls kept asking questions, and the familiarity they had with one another astonished them both.

"I'm hoping to be able to make a home here." Bipasha said, her voice tinged with apprehension. "People do that all the time, but it makes me homesick every now and then. In other words, I've never been away from my family. My older sister travelled to Kolkata to get her degree, thus I'm the first one to leave the house."

"This is, after all, my first time away from home. I'm confident we'll be able to assist each other when we need it. Isn't that what friends do?" Susmita responded with a small dose of encouragement.

"Right." Bipasha regained her composure.

"I'll make a bargain with you," Priyanks said, looking at Bipasha. "You tell me all about India and Kolkata, and I'll help you get acclimated in the US."

"Deal!" exclaimed Bipasha, and the two young ladies hugged once again.

With the passage of time, Susmita and Bipasha's bond got stronger. Both were pleasant people with a lot in common. Susmita allowed her to speak with her relatives in Edinburgh, who asked her to visit whenever Susmita was in town. Bipasha's Indian parents were overjoyed to learn that their daughter was dating an Indian girl. Despite the fact that the girls did not have the same majors, they did share a few classes during the first semester. As a result, the girls studied together and assisted one another with schoolwork. Susmita was awestruck by Bipasha's intelligence and frequently admired her.

Bipasha, on the other hand, was always awestruck by Susmita's self-assurance. When they got together on weekends and went out with friends, to college parties, and even exploring the city, Susmita was always the leader, and she kept her word and helped Bipasha adjust to life in the United Kingdom. Susmita gave Bipasha her first taste of alcohol, which she relished in the seclusion of her room with the other females. They were both a little tipsy and ended up having a pillow battle in their pyjamas. Susmita took Bipasha back to Edinburgh to see her family when the university closed for the Christmas vacation in December. Bipasha was warmly welcomed by Susmita's parents.

Their second semester was equally as enjoyable as their first. Their bond became stronger, and they were soon inseparable, with the exception of when they were in class. Bipasha returned to India after the semester ended, while Susmita returned home. They maintained in touch via emails and chats, and they kept each other up to date on what was going on in their life on a frequent basis. They also understood how much they yearned for one other's company. It was clear that the two had formed an unspoken emotional bond, and the day wouldn't be complete unless they chatted for at least a few minutes every night.

Both were looking forward to returning to college in the fall, and their September reunion was more like that of high school girls than college women. Screaming, hugging, giggling, and jumping were all part of the scene. That was the nature of their friendship. They were always there for each other in good times and bad; in laughter and tears; in school annoyances and homesickness. They weren't just friends; they were best friends, and if genetics hadn't intervened, they would have been sisters.

Susmita and Bipasha were invited to a Halloween party hosted by the University's Indian association the following October, and they both decided to dress up as Indian brides. It sounded like a great idea because it would be a great way to show off their culture to Americans while also serving as a costume. Mehendi (henna) was applied to the girls' hands and feet (Bipasha was very good at this did most of the work). They wore their most formal outfits, which included a short embroidered blouse and a long full length skirt, as well as the ghoongat (Veil). Because the latest fashion allowed them to expose their midriffs, both girls added a thin gold waist chain to their jewellery, which they wore just below their navel. The girls accessorised their dresses with Teekas (forehead jewellery), rings, bangles, bracelets, and anklets, which were not as elaborate as the real bridal jewellery.

When the dressing was finished, Susmita took out her camera and began photographing Bipasha.

"Hey, I'll take yours. You have a lovely figure, dear." Bipasha exclaimed with delight. "Your husband would have gone insane if this had been your wedding day."

"If this were your wedding night," Susmita said, not to be outdone, "your husband would consider himself a very lucky man."

Bipasha simply blushed and burst out laughing at the remark.

With a height of 5'6 and a slim figure, Susmita was the taller of the two. She wasn't particularly big-chested, with average 34 d cups, a slim waist, and a slightly rounded buttocks. Her black hair was shoulder length, and she had a wheatish complexion. Bipasha was a few inches shorter and had a more rounded appearance. Her mehendi stood out in stark contrast to her green eyes because she was fairer than Susmita. With 36c cups and a rounded butt, she had a fuller figure. Her long tresses ended an inch above her lower back. Both of the girls had beautiful smiles on their faces, and tonight they both looked like stunning brides.

They drove to the party, which was held in a banquet hall, because Susmita had purchased a used car this year. When the girls entered, almost every male and female head turned to face them.

"I think our costumes were a hit," Bipasha whispered to Susmita.

The girls were soon surrounded by guys who wanted to buy them a drink and dance with them. Susmita had told Bipasha to stay close to her because she was more experienced and knowledgeable in such situations. She was well aware that parties like these were essentially hunting grounds for horny boys, and she was well aware that both of the girls would be a prize catch for any guy.

Within seconds, both girls were dancing with two very attractive men. The first time he was dressed as a European Count, and the second time he was dressed as a rock star. The music and atmosphere were fantastic, and the guys on the dance floor kept bringing them drinks. Because they didn't want to get in trouble or be taken advantage of, both of the girls were very cautious about how much they drank. The foursome quickly settled into a corner booth and began to relax and converse. The guys were incredibly charming, and Susmita and Bipasha were both having a great time with their respective "dates."

When the music began to pick up again, Bipasha's date grabbed her hand and dragged her back onto the dance floor. They were soon dancing away from view, while Susmita was chatting with her. She could feel herself drawn to his charisma, and the more they conversed, the closer they became. His words were like sweet nectar as he continued to praise her beauty. The more she heard his manly voice, the stronger she felt drawn to him. She thought this man was special because he was arousing her without even touching her.

Susmita arched her face forward and closed her eyes as he got closer. His lips were soft against hers, and he suckled them gently, pulling her lips even tighter. He gently rested his hand on her cheek and parted his lips. Susmita reciprocated, and the two kissed more passionately. He gently pulled her closer to him with his arm behind her back and kissed her once more. Susmita was enamoured with his musky scent and his lips, and she could feel herself becoming enthralled. Her body was reacting as any woman's would, and she could feel her neck begin to heat up quickly. Her pussy was starting to tingle and her breasts were starting to get warm. Susmita felt her lips part more and could feel his tongue exploring her mouth, as if it had a life of its own. Her woman's instinct kicked in and she abruptly broke the kiss with a jerk, leaving both of them panting for breath and flushed.

Susmita looked around the dance floor, trying to catch her breath, but she couldn't find Bipasha. She searched for a few moments before deciding to check in on her friend, feeling a little guilty for having forgotten about her. She excused herself and entered the dance floor, but no one noticed her. She went to the ladies room, concerned, but to no avail. She tried Bipasha's phone, but there was no answer. She went outside to the parking lot and asked around, her own horniness forgotten, and luckily found an attendee who had seen a girl dressed like Susmita go into the parking lot with a guy.

She was running frantically when she noticed Bipasha's date in the car with Bipasha, and when she arrived, she was shocked to see that he had his hand up her skirt, she was kissing Bipasha's neck, and Bipasha was crying. She also appeared to be on the verge of passing out from the alcohol, and she was unable to defend herself against her assailant. Susmita lost her cool and slammed the door in her face.

"Get out of here, you scumbag." She screamed. "I'm going to call the cops."

"Whoa, whoa," The guys turned around and exited through the front entrance.

Susmita hit the boys with all her might after seeing Bipasha's situation. She yanked a sobbing Bipasha from his car and walked to her own car, which was parked nearby, without waiting for anything. While Susmita drove back to her hostel, Bipasha began to scream uncontrollably. When they returned, Susmita took Bipasha in her arms and walked back to their room with her. Bipasha's tears had dried up, but they were still flowing down her cheeks.

Susmita unlocked their door, assisted Bipasha to her bed, and then closed it again. Bipasha couldn't stop crying as she lay down on her side with her knees drawn up. Bipasha, clothed and decked as a bride and bawling her eyes out, was such a heartbreaking sight. Susmita approached her and sat down next to Bipasha, spooning her and pulling her closer with her arm.

"It's all right, my dear, it's all right." She whispered something. "No one is going to hurt you now that I'm here."

Bipasha found solace in her friend's touch, which was far more loving than the ones she had just endured. She closed her eyes and tried to forget about his face, allowing herself to slowly sink into her friend's warm hug. This was not intended to be the way things went tonight; everything was going so well until he turned out to be such a weirdo. She felt incredibly foolish for trusting him enough to get into his car. He recommended they warm up in the car because she was feeling cold talking and walking with him. The more she pondered, the more enraged she became. She was simply relieved that Susmita had shown up. That was something she would never forget, and she felt fortunate that Susmita had been her angel.

The females looked like a work of art, laying down together with one arm stretched over the other, still decked out in their jewels. Susmita began running her palm over Bipasha's bare arm as she began to relax a little. She quickly stopped weeping and resumed normal breathing. Bipasha grabbed Susmita's hand as she tried to get off the bed.

"I'd appreciate it if you could stick with me." She muttered something.

"All I'm going to do is change." Susmita said calmly.

"Please don't leave," I said. Bipasha inquired once more. "Please come here," -.

Susmita complied by placing her hand on Bipasha's stomach. Bipasha pressed even harder against her, as if attempting to hide in Susmita's warm embrace. Her breasts were being forced back into her chest, and Susmita's face was right next to Bipasha's neck. The two young ladies were engulfed in a lovely lovers embrace. The scent of Bipasha's perfume was lovely, and Susmita closed her eyes as it gently filled her senses. She began to move her hand in little movements over Bipasha's tummy unconsciously. Bipasha exhaled quietly as she felt her fingers tracing slow circles over her belly button, trailing her waist chain.

Susmita felt herself becoming aroused with another female for the first time in her life, whether it was due to her date's unquenched arousal, the drinks she had consumed, or the fact that Bipasha was a stunning bride. Bipasha, her best friend, isn't simply another girl. Bipasha had always made her feel close, and she thought she was a fantastic, attractive, and seductive lady, but she had never actively fantasised about her. Susmita's finger was also on Bipasha's naked skin, which was slowly travelling up and down her abdomen from the end of the blouse to the beginning of the skirt. Bipasha was a virgin who had never been intimately touched before (apart from the terrible experience a few hours prior), so she was taken aback by how natural, comfortable, and lovely it felt. She felt safe and secure in Susmita's arms, and that was all that mattered just now.

Susmita laid a small kiss on Bipasha's neck as she felt Bipasha relax even more, simply giving in to her natural yearning. Bipasha closed her eyes and let out an even calmer sigh as her lips felt very smooth and tender to her. Susmita closed her eyes and followed her instincts, delicately licking a short trail on Bipasha's exposed neck with her tongue.

Bipasha shuddered again as she felt the seductive warmth of the kiss on her neck. Susmita's arm had dropped off Bipasha's stomach, and her hand was now stroking Bipasha's arm up and down. The kisses were gentle and slow, not at all rough or hard, but tender and soft. Bipasha shuddered once again, and her inner worries begged her to stop, but her sensuality wouldn't let her. Her body needed to be loved; it was pleading, begging, and needing it, and she couldn't think of anyone better to help her than Susmita, her best friend. Bipasha's blouse had a wide neck, allowing Susmita to kiss her across the shoulder and up to the neck.

Bipasha turned to face her best friend, who drew her arms back with a scared expression.

"Please don't get mad at me, Bipasha." Susmita expressed her apprehension.

Bipasha snatched her best friend's hand in hers and squeezed it tightly.

"It's all right, Susmita. I don't want you to come to a halt."

As she got closer to Bipasha, Susmita's eyes glowed with passion. Bipasha's arms slowly enveloped hers, and Bipasha's arms replied in kind. In Bipasha's grip now was a warm, seductive body.

As their bodies came closer, their breasts rubbed against each other, and their legs began to intertwine, Susmita's lips moved towards Bipasha gently, very slowly. Bipasha's heart hammered like a bass drum as she waited for that first touch. A wave of great sensuous force raced through both ladies as their lips connected, making every part of their bodies tremble.

"Ohhhh," both of the females exclaimed at the same time.

Bipasha's lips were incredibly soft and moist. They were unlike any other couple Susmita had ever kissed. As their kiss became more heated, she placed her hand to the back of Bipasha's head and pushed it into her. Bipasha's hair was loosening as her hands moved up and down her back and into her hair. As she began to move against Bipasha, Susmita could feel her breasts grinding against hers through the various layers of clothes. The kiss seemed to last forever.

Susmita threw Bipasha onto her back and came on top of her, carefully moving on her with her unexpected surge of sexual energy. Both of the girls were still dressed in their wedding gowns, and the look of lust developing in their eyes suggested that they were brides anticipating their wedding night.

Bipasha instinctively opened her legs as she felt Susmita slip between them. Bipasha's panties rubbed against her mound, causing her to flush with warmth and moisture, thanks to Susmita's gentle thrusting motion. Bipasha ran her hands up and down the back of her new boyfriend. Bipasha gradually raised her arms and placed her fingers beneath Susmita's blouse. Her mouth sighed gently as she broke their long kiss.

Bipasha trailed her finger up to the hooks on Susmita's shirt because it was too tight. She looked at Susmita to see if she agreed.

Susmita smiled and said, "Go ahead, sweetheart."

Bipasha was able to unhook the blouse and pull it off because Susmita lifted herself above her and drove her pelvis harder against her pussy. Bipasha examined her closest friend's breasts, which were hidden by her bra. This was the first time she looked at the girls as sexual objects, despite the fact that they had dressed in front of each other. Susmita's breasts, while not as large as her own, appeared to be extremely erotic. Susmita chose to wear a lace bra with a nude colour that did nothing to conceal her nipples.

Susmita leaned in close to Bipasha and whispered, "Please don't stop now."

Bipasha unhooked the bra and liberated the breasts from their limitations after receiving her approval. Bipasha could see the breasts' raised mounds, and her heart seemed to race as she reached up and gently touched one of them. The skin was silky smooth and firm at the same time. Susmita gasped as Bipasha gently squeezed one of her nipples, which were hard and surprisingly dark. She held the breast in her cupped hand for a few while before releasing it.

Susmita then sat up on her knees and helped Bipasha, the new bride, to her feet. Her blouse was slowly unhooked as she reached back. After a brief pause, Bipasha raised her arms and watched as her blouse was also yanked off. Susmita didn't stop there, unhooking the black bra and exposing Bipasha's breasts, which were much larger and more appealing to her than her own. Bipasha's breasts were highlighted by puffy nipples that were gradually darkening in response to her arousal.

The two girls sat face to face, skirts and jewellery affixed to their bodies. Both appeared to be goddesses from Hindu scriptures. Both girls were well aware that they were entering new, uncharted, and forbidden territory. They were Indian girls with a strong sense of tradition. They were supposed to stay in school, graduate as chaste women, and marry in respectable Indian families. This was not in the plan at all. But the look of love, desire, and lust they both saw in each other's eyes triumphed over the looks of bewilderment, trepidation, and shame.

Susmita gazed longingly at Bipasha's bare breasts, slowly extending her hand and gently cupping one in her palm. Bipasha took a deep breath in. Susmita gently caressed the other breast with her other hand, rubbing the nipples in slow circles with her thumbs.

"Oh God," Bipasha said softly as she leaned back in her chair.

Susmita's hands slid around Bipasha's back, slipping from her breasts. She drew Bipasha closer to her, and both sets of breasts pressed against each other. As they caressed their way around their bodies, their mouths moved together, their hands grasping each other. Susmita's tongue flicked against Bipasha's as she parted her lips. Bipasha parted her lips slowly as she gave in to her desires. As Susmita invaded Bipasha's mouth and began brushing against her tongue, she felt electricity run through her. Bipasha began to respond by flicking her tongue into Susmita's mouth, causing her lover to groan.

Susmita abruptly broke the kiss and began kissing Bipasha's cheek before returning to the ear. Bipasha lets out a soft groan of pleasure as she traces the soft earlobe with her tongue. Susmita's lust intensified, and she moved down Bipasha's neck, gently biting her skin. Bipasha wriggled in delight against her lover's naked chest, inhaling deeply. Susmita gently caressed Bipasha's skirt-covered ass with one hand. She gently pushed the skirt down Bipasha's knees, slowly unhooking the skirt and unzipping the side to loosen it. Susmita then put her hand on the newly exposed panties and traced the shape of the panty line with her finger tip, occasionally slipping a finger beneath the elastic to tempt her lover. The touch of Susmita made Bipasha's skin tingle.

Susmita's other hand reached down and clasped Bipasha's left breasts, lifting them to the point where the firm nipples pointed towards her mouth. Susmita felt Bipasha's breasts were heavier, which heightened her desire. Bipasha had prepared herself for this new experience, but nothing could have prepared her for the jolt she felt as Susmita's wet, full lips slid down her breasts. The hot, sensual, slightly rough tongue circled Bipasha's areolas, moving in and out of the nub. Bipasha suppressed a lustful scream when it finally brushed against the erect button. Bipasha let it all go when Susmita's teeth lightly clamped onto the nipple.

She groaned, "Ooohh, Susmita, I love that."

Susmita's sensuality surpassed Bipasha's wildest expectations, and Bipasha hoped that this was just the beginning. Susmita snuggled each of her lover's breasts with her face buried in them.

Her hands slipped into the sides of Bipasha's slacks and pulled them down. Bipasha's bare bottom was grasped by Susmita's hands, and she pushed her down onto her back, sliding Bipasha's panties down. Bipasha didn't even have time to react before her lover saw her naked pussy in all its glory. Susmita tossed her underwear on the floor and gazed at Bipasha's naked body. Bipasha blushed as she realised she had never been in anything remotely similar to this situation. Susmita feels embarrassed, but she lets out a long, slow breath.

"Bipasha, oh, my God. You're absolutely stunning!" Bipasha's naked body, with her jewellery still on her hand and her feet still covered in intricate henna designs, drew Susmita's admiration. She imagined Bipasha looking like this on her wedding night and felt a smidgeon of envy for Bipasha's future husband. Bipasha's pussy was bare and her lips were tightly closed. She appeared to be the sweet little girl she was. Susmita was curious if Bipasha had ever masturbated.

Bipasha was too agitated to respond, so she reached for Susmita's hand and caressed her fingers. Susmita took Bipasha's hands in hers and led her to her own skirt's hooks. Bipasha followed her lover's lead and unhooked and unzipped the skirt, allowing it to fall to his knees. Susmita then took her hand and gently guided it toward the front of her pantyhose. Bipasha could feel the heat radiating from the panties even before she touched the fabric. She also noticed a wet spot on her crotch. Bipasha's fingers were placed on the soft bulge in Susmita's underwear by Susmita. Bipasha gently rubbed the wet silk as she closed her eyes. Underneath the cloth, Bipasha could feel her pubic hair. Susmita gasped as she moved further back and felt the bump of the clitoris. Bipasha felt her slit parting a little further back and pushed the wet material slightly up into her vagina. At this point, Susmita began gyrating her hips and grunting softly.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yesssssssssss, That's incredible!"

Bipasha yanked her hand back and grabbed the pant's elastic. She rolled the fabric past the top of her pubic triangle as she pulled down. She stood there in all her glory, raising her knees and slowly pulling them off the rest of the way, along with the skirt. Susmita pussy, unlike her lover, had a lot of hair. She didn't shave or trim her hair there very often, preferring a more natural look.

"Oh, my!" exclaimed the speaker. Bipasha hushes. "Susmita..."

Bipasha caressed her lover's hips, undecided about what to do next. Susmita crept up between Bipasha's legs slowly. Bipasha complied, raising her knees and parting her hair for her. Bipasha's hands slid to her back and caressed them as Susmita lay forward on top of her. Susmita's hair cascaded like a waterfall around Bipasha's face, creating a barrier between her and the rest of the world, leaving only Susmita's beautiful face and its sensual lips moving closer to her own to see. Bipasha took a deep breath as she felt her lover's bare breasts press against her own, and she gasped aloud as she felt Susmita's pussy hair brush against her bare pussy.

As Susmita's hips began to move, rubbing her mound against hers, Bipasha hissed, "Oh, Susmita." Susmita kissed Bipasha again, this time with full-fledged passion. The two bodies moved as one for several minutes, if not an hour. It was a stunning scene, with the two girls' naked bodies covered in jewellery and their henna-covered hands and legs intertwining in a passionate embrace.

Bipasha moved her hands up and down Susmita's back, frequently pausing to touch and caress her firm and smooth butt. Occasionally rubbing her finger down her butt crack and pinching the butt as she made her way up to her back and lost them in Susmita's hair. Bipasha's pussy began to heat up even more as Susmita's pussy came into contact with hers, and the pubic hair tickled her clit to the point of teasing but not making her cum. Susmita could feel her pussy becoming wetter by the second, and her juices oozing out of her and trickling down over her clit.

Bipasha realised Susmita was leaking her love juices when she felt a small trickle of fluid fall into her pussy. Bipasha could feel the moisture seeping down her slit and mixing with her own bodily fluids. This mental image of their love juices merging was enough to fill her with uncontrollable lust. With her hand, she pinched Susmita's butt, causing her pussy to contract even more. More pussy juice oozed out and trickled down to Bipasha's pussy lips, which were waiting for it.

Susmita pulled away from the kiss and gazed into Bipasha's lustful eyes.

"Do you want anything else, Bipasha?"

Bipasha responded with a gasp, still panting.

"Susmita, you're right! Please!!!"

Susmita ran her hands down Bipasha's breasts, softly grasping and massaging them with her fingers. Bipasha moaned low in her throat as she pinched the nipples with her fingers just hard enough to make her moan like an animal. Bipasha's inhibitions had vanished, and the animal in her craved sexual fulfilment, which she expected from Susmita.

Susmita suckled like a baby once more, her mouth fell to the nipples. Bipasha gripped her breasts instinctively, and Susmita sucked even harder. She yanked and yanked on Bipasha's breast, biting it to the point of agony while still giving her a great deal of pleasure. Bipasha's pussy was dripping down her leg and making a wet spot on the bed as a result of her efforts.

Susmita worked her way down Bipasha's breasts, tenderising and moistening them as she went. As she proceeded down to the tempting pussy, she tenderly dropped butterfly kisses on Bipasha's gorgeous skin. Every time Susmita's lips contacted her body, Bipasha shuddered.

Susmita kissed Bipasha's pussy all over, over the top of her clit, then down the inside of her left leg and up the inside of her right, all the way up to her dripping slit. Bipasha trembled and quivered as she was teased near her womanhood in her excitement over and over. Bipasha showed her want for more by raising her hips. Susmita slid between Bipasha's legs and put her hands around the tops of her legs to coax them apart, totally opening her already stimulated labia.

Susmita carefully parted Bipasha's pussy lips with her lips and rubbed over her clit. Bipasha squirmed even more as Susmita slid her lips softly up and down her pussy and tormented her clit. Bipasha's body and mind were jolted every time she flicked her tongue on the clitter or up and down her slit.

Bipasha gently placed her hand on Susmita's back and whispered her name, her voice thick with the emotion she felt. Bipasha touched her lover's cheeks with her fingers as she raised her head. The two lovers were emotionally attached, and they both said "I love you" at the same time. Bipasha's fingers were kissed by Susmita, who then slid her head down to Bipasha's pussy.

When Bipasha felt Susmita's tongue plunge right down into her, she yelled with delight. Susmita wriggled her tongue into Bipasha's vagina and rubbed her lips on the labia and clit. Bipasha pushed her pussy farther into Susmita's mouth as a result of the sudden surge of pleasure. Susmita drew her tongue back and began drawing circles around her clit, gradually increasing her speed. She sank her tongue down Bipasha's throat once more, causing her to scream.

"Oh, absolutely, Lord! I'm going insane!"

Bipasha felt a scorching sensation in her loins, so she pressed her pussy onto Susmita's face once more. She began huffing her pussy and arching her back, and she appeared!

"Aaaargghhh!!!! Oh, oh, oh, oh!" Bipasha was utterly out of breath when she said it.

Susmita didn't back down, and as Bipasha approached, she inserted a finger into her pussy, causing the walls to clench around it. Bipasha's orgasm was heightened by the invasion's pleasure as she bucked with delight.

"Yes, please!!! Something is going on with me!" She snorted.

Susmita carefully bent her finger, feeling Bipasha's pussy tighten around the finger with difficulty, and began moving the fingertip back and forth. Bipasha was once again pushed over the edge by the finger fucking, and she was huffing Susmita's hand like a wild beast. As Bipasha came all over her hand, Susmita could feel her pussy spasm on her finger.

"Susmita! Susmita, oh my gosh!" Bipasha screamed, struggling to keep the sound down.

Susmita's lust grew even stronger after seeing Bipasha lose her cool and cum like a wild beast.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes"

Hearing these words of love set off another explosion inside Bipasha's body and mind, and more of her fluids poured out onto her bed, coating Susmita's fingers and hand. Bipasha came down from a very intense orgasm, the world went black for a time, and all she could hear was Susmita's voice in her head while Susmita continued to pump her hand and speak lovely words.

When Bipasha opened her eyes, she saw Susmita still between her knees, smiling broadly but lovingly. Bipasha's emotions were all over the place, and she was overflowing with appreciation, love, and affection for her lover, her closest friend, and her sister. Her eyes welled up again as she lost control, but this time they were not from joy.

"Bipasha, my dear Bipasha, please don't weep," Susmita comforted Bipasha as she carefully moved up and took her in her arms.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, Bipasha muttered through her tears as she wrapped her arms around Susmita even tighter, drawing her lover's exquisite form even closer to her own. Bipasha had never experienced anything like it. In one night, her entire perspective on love and pleasure shifted. Never in her wildest dreams could she have dreamed that the person who introduced her to love making would be her own best friend, and now that it has, she can't think of a way to make it any better.

Susmita moved onto her back, continuing to comfort Bipasha, who rested her head against Susmita's breast. Susmita remained silent and gently stroked Bipasha's hair with her finger, brushing the hair away from Bipasha's eyes. I have a nurturing attitude toward Bipasha, which has astonished her. She wanted to make Bipasha happy, feel good about herself, protect her, and keep her secure. Her need for Bipasha as well as her attraction to her astounded her.

As she delicately traced the flexible skin with her palm, Bipasha discovered Susmita's breast to be extraordinarily soft. Bipasha began kissing around the areola and breast because she was interested about what Susmita had just done for her, and she wanted to express her gratitude. Bipasha felt the roughness of a woman's nipple in her lips for the first time, and it gave her tingles. She licked the nipple slowly and tentatively, hearing Susmita groan a bit. She licked the nipple and took it into her mouth, feeling encouraged. Bipasha began to suck on the nipples, taking more of the breast in, as she felt Susmita's fingers go through her hair, softly pressing her down. She gave in to her feelings and faintly remembered what Susmita had done to her; she softly bit and twisted at the breast, causing Susmita to moan and groan louder. Bipasha put her hand on Susmita's other breasts and began to rub and caress them while sucking on her lover's nipple. Her wants and lust have returned, supplanting her feelings of love and thanks for Susmita.

Susmita's behaviour was becoming increasingly out of hand. She needed to be released, and Bipasha did an excellent job of reminding Susmita that she hadn't yet.

"Bipasha! This is incredible. Please don't put a halt to it!" Susmita sighed and sighed again.

Bipasha continued softly kissing down Susmita's tummy, pausing to taste and suck her navel as a tease, not wanting to disappoint her sweetheart. As she descended farther, she began to detect the strong aroma of Susmita's hairy pussy, which was an incredible and erotic sight. Bipasha felt a smidgeon of hesitation for the first time tonight. She'd never thought of herself as a lesbian; she was an Indian, and this was forbidden terrain for her. Bipasha felt a new burst of affection when she looked at Susmita, who had her eyes closed again. Yes, this is prohibited, but Susmita would do anything for Bipasha after what she had done for her. Bipasha was going to do this, and she was going to do it well, if only to show Susmita how much she meant to her.

Bipasha climbed over to her lover's legs and slid between his legs, squeezing her face down to just above the hairy crotch. Susmita's pussy lips were wet and glistening, slowly pulsating with need, Bipasha noticed. Until now, Bipasha had never appreciated her own pussy. Bipasha was even more excited by seeing her pussy wet and yearning. Leaning in, she pressed a delicate kiss on her lover's pussy lips and for the first time tasted his secretions. At the first contact, Susmita sighed heavily, and Bipasha kissed her again, putting more of the secretions on her lips. Bipasha licked her lips and closed her eyes, savouring the salty, acidic flavour that she unexpectedly enjoyed. Bipasha licked from the bottom of the slit all the way to the clit, collecting more secretions on her tongue, wanting more. Susmita bucked her hips and began to softly stroke her own breasts while Bipasha's tongue lapped the stimulated clit. She drew her legs up and splayed them out to give Bipasha more room.

Bipasha pressed her tongue flat against the wet pussy and began licking it vigorously. She did as Susmita did and dipped her tongue in, feeling the heat from within. She slowly inserted a finger inside Susmita pussy, wanting to give her beloved as much pleasure as possible. As she rolled her fingers within the vagina, she felt the slippery inner walls. In reaction, Susmita squeezed her butt and began to sway her hips.

"Bipasha, oh my God! Yes, that feels fantastic!" Susmita grumbled.

As Susmita pussy begins to leak her fluids out, Bipasha's fingers go into overdrive, and she starts hammering her fist on the very wet pussy, making sloshing sounds.

Susmita had come dangerously close to losing her sanity. As Bipasha began sucking on her clit again, she began to shout out her passion. Bipasha's finger wanted to cum, and she could feel her pussy starting to spasm inside her. Bipasha finger fucked her hot pussy after she pinched her own nipples.

"Susmita, Susmita, Susmita! I'd like you to come and get me!" Bipasha's encouraging voice was heard by Susmita.

As orgasm surged through her body, Susmita snarled like an animal in ecstasy. She could feel her pussy spray her sperm out over Bipasha's palm and down her ass crack as she lifted her ass off the bed. Bipasha's finger fucking on her was still going strong.

"Susmita, Susmita, Susmita, Susmita This is very stunning! Oh, you're incredible "She repeated herself over and over.

The intensity of Susmita's orgasm astounded Bipasha. She continued to move her hand in and out till the tip of one of her little fingers touched against Susmita's asshole, which she immediately slid into. The finger just went in a fraction of an inch, but it was enough to drive Susmita over the edge for the second time, and she climaxed.

"Oh, my God!!!" exclaims the speaker. Susmita was taken aback.

Susmita's moans became quieter as her body stopped twitching and gyrating. Her breathing began to quiet down as the contractions in her body began to go away. Bipasha softly crawled on top of her, and the two girls held each other, their henna-covered legs intertwined. They kissed and caressed each other for a long time. They only glanced at each other when they parted ways, saying nothing. Bipasha was the one who initially broke the stillness.

"Thank you," she said quietly.

"Please don't say anything like that." Susmita replied in hushed tones. "Please don't ever say something like that. I enjoyed every minute of tonight, and it reminded me of how much you mean to me and how much I adore you."

Bipasha's face was lovingly caressed by her.

"Oh, that's fantastic to hear. I adore you as well, and I know I shall for the rest of my life."

Bipasha spoke up again after a few moments. "What's going to happen next? What are our options? "Bipasha inquired, her face concerned.

"I'm not sure." "But I promise you this," Susmita said honestly, "whatever happens, whatever we do, we'll do it together."

The two girls exchanged glances, unsure of what the future held, but they knew that for now, at this point in time, they loved each other with all of their hearts, and this was the first time they recognised just how much.