Savita Bhabhi – Part 41 (Richa ka marriage – 4)
Lesbian
Submit Report This story is part of the Savita Bhabhi Returns series My name is Reetika, and I am 25 years old. I am a little chubby with an apple-shaped figure, which I am worried about. I work at a pharmaceutical company. Right now, I am at the venue for my friend Richa’s wedding, which is a two-day event. I am sharing a room in the building with another college mate, Karishma. We know each other from being friends of Richa, but we were in different departments. Back in college, during a small kitty party, our friend Rosy told a secret about me: that I had proposed to a classmate, Saloni, but she turned me down. After that, I never brought it up with them again. Maybe I was worried that if they knew, they wouldn’t want to hang out with me. Also, while I was in college, I heard a rumor that Karishma was having an affair with another girl who already had a boyfriend. After graduation, we all separated to pursue our individual dreams. Now, four years later, we have all gathered for the wedding. Karishma and I are sharing a room for the time being. I still don’t have a boyfriend, and maybe my figure is to blame. Karishma, however, is still into women. At the baraat, we all danced, and Rosy and her boyfriend did some hot, steamy steps in front of her ex, Vikram. I know that bastard deserved what he did to Rosy back then. I hit the dance floor for a bit, but got tired and sweaty quickly because of my weight. I went back to my room and heard someone moaning. Every guest sharing a room got a set of double keys. When I opened the door, I was alone at that moment and saw Reetika’s open luggage. As I went to close it, thinking how irresponsible she was with her belongings, I saw a dildo tucked inside some clothes. When I took it out, I found many more sex toys. Suddenly, she walked in, unaware of what I was doing. Karishma: “What are you doing, Reetika?” I instantly dropped the dildo back into the luggage and replied: Reetika: “Nothing, Karishma.” She slid her waist against mine, then covered and locked her luggage. Karishma: “I left my bag open while rushing to the baraat for the dance, ugh.” Reetika: “Yep, we were in a hurry back then.” She sat down in front of me. I was sweaty, and my entire dress was damp. I thought I should take a bath before going to sleep. As I picked up my towel and nighty, Karishma called out. Karishma: “Hey, if you don’t mind, can I join you?” I was a bit shocked, but she quickly added: Karishma: “See, because of all the dust on the ground, my hair is a mess. I need a really good shampoo before the wedding.” I understood, and we both went into the bathroom. She took off her clothes and wrapped herself in a towel, but her cleavage and white thighs were astonishing, which made me a little nervous about being nude in front of her. She looked at me and asked: Karishma: “Hey, what are you waiting for? Come on.” After hearing that, I took off my dress too, tied a towel around my chubby body, and entered the bathroom. The bathroom wasn’t small; if you’ve seen the movie “Ragini MMS 2,” where Sunny does that stuff with the guy, our bathroom was just as big. Karishma was applying shampoo to her hair and called me. Karishma: “Hey, Reetika. Why are you taking so long to shampoo me? Did something happen?” When I heard that, I went over to her and started massaging and washing her hair while she sat on a small stool. I wondered why she had taken off her towel, too. Her boobs are 34C, her butt is full, and her waist is so clean, soft, and well-maintained. I looked at myself and started to feel bad about my own body. Lost in thought, I found myself gazing at Karishma again. After we finished our bath, we got into bed. I was trying to turn my face away from her while she was chatting with someone. At that moment, I asked her: Reetika: “Karishma, I saw a toy in your luggage.” Karishma: “Hmm…” Reetika: “I want to use it, too.” Karishma: “Hey, that’s my personal thing. And why were you snooping through my stuff?” I thought I had made a mistake by asking her, and just as I started to feel ashamed, she asked something that shocked me. She came over to me and said: Karishma: “Hmm… you want to use it too, right? But what will I get in return?” Reetika: “Hmm… what are you saying, Karishma?” She came close to my ear and whispered: Karishma: “Just lay still… okay?” I didn’t understand why she told me that. Then I felt her cold palm on my waist. She slid her palm down to my navel and said: Karishma: “You’re a virgin, right?” Reetika: “Hmm…” She slowly reached my vagina and started rolling her fingers over it. Karishma: “I hope you don’t have a problem with what’s about to happen.” She started fingering me, slowly at first, then increasing the momentum. It made me feel so kinky. Her nipples were sticking into my back, and she started smelling my neck, which was a real turn-on. Her breathing got heavier as she fingered me. My hands tried to pull her hand out of my pajamas, but she wouldn’t let go. She turned my face toward her and we kissed, and then kissed again. Then she took her hand out and grabbed both of my hands. I was getting horny, too. She took off her shirt and got on top of me, kissing me again, this time with a little force, trying to penetrate my mouth with her tongue. I realized what she was doing and took her tongue into my mouth, sucking on it. She rubbed her pussy against my lower abdomen, and I could feel the heat from the friction. Her eyes were locked on mine. Then she pulled off my nighty and started pressing my breasts, licking my chest. She moved down to my chubby waist, biting it in a romantic way, and then kissed my vagina. Her tongue did an incredible job. My moans started to escape as her tongue twisted inside me, though I was trying to control them.