Truth&dare (F/F)

[dupattagaggedgirl]

Maheem and Faiza, two Pakistani women with a penchant for excitement, found themselves in the midst of a steamy game of truth or dare. The stakes were high, the tension palpable, and the alcohol flowing freely. Maheem, all of 21 years old and with a body that could make any red-blooded man's heart race, was daring her 30-year-old companion to strip down to her underwear.

Faiza, never one to back down from a challenge, accepted with a wicked grin. She stood up, her sari slipping off her shoulders to reveal the lacy bra and panties underneath. Maheem's breath hitched as she took in the sight of her friend's curves, her nipples hardening beneath the flimsy fabric.

But Maheem wasn't satisfied yet. She wanted to take things further, to push the boundaries of their friendship and explore the depths of their desire. She grabbed Faiza's dupatta, the long scarf that Pakistani women wear around their necks, and tied it tightly around Faiza's mouth, gagging her. Faiza's eyes widened in surprise, but she didn't resist. Instead, she closed her eyes and let out a muffled moan, her body trembling with anticipation.

Maheem wasn't done yet. She grabbed Faiza's hands and tied them behind her back with another dupatta, hogtying her. Faiza was now completely at Maheem's mercy, unable to move or speak. Maheem took a step back, admiring her handiwork. Faiza looked stunning, her body on display and her eyes filled with desire.

Maheem reached into her bag and pulled out a vibrator, attaching it to Faiza's underwear. Faiza's body jerked as the vibrations hit her clit, her eyes rolling back in pleasure. Maheem turned it on, watching as Faiza's body trembled and shook. She edged Faiza, turning the vibrator on and off, bringing her to the brink of orgasm and then pulling back. Faiza writhed beneath her, her body begging for release.

Maheem decided to take things even further. She grabbed a blindfold and tied it around Faiza's eyes, depriving her of her sight. Faiza let out a muffled moan, her body tensing with anticipation. Maheem took the dupatta that was tied around Faiza's mouth and used it as a makeshift crotch rope, tying it tightly around Faiza's pussy. Faiza let out a strangled cry, her body shaking with pleasure.

Maheem watched as Faiza squirmed and moaned, her body begging for release. She felt a thrill run through her, knowing that she had complete control over Faiza's pleasure. She edged Faiza again, bringing her to the brink of orgasm and then pulling back, teasing her.

Faiza's body trembled, her breath coming in short gasps. She was on the verge of begging, her body begging for release. Maheem decided to take pity on her and finally allowed her to cum, the vibrator buzzing loudly in the room as Faiza let out a strangled cry, her body shaking with pleasure.

As Faiza came down from her high, Maheem untied her and helped her get dressed. Faiza looked at Maheem with a newfound respect and desire, her body still humming with pleasure.

"You're a devil, Maheem," Faiza said, her voice husky with desire.

Maheem grinned, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "You have no idea."

As they left the room, Maheem couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. She had pushed the boundaries of their friendship, explored the depths of their desire, and had given Faiza the most intense orgasm of her life. And she knew that this was just the beginning.

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Welcome to the league of TuGs Writers.

Please gender-tag the story.
Thank you.

[Dpsiic]

Welcome to Tug and thank you for posting this story.

Does Faiza return the favour to Maheem or does Maheem tie her again?

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Thanks for fixing the gender-tag, @dupattagaggedgirl.