The clock had just struck 10 PM when Nisha slipped back into her room, her body still burning from the effects of the Viagra Ayan had slipped her earlier. Her skin felt hypersensitive, every brush of fabric against her nipples and thighs sending electric jolts straight to her core. She locked the door behind her, but the heat between her legs refused to die down. With a desperate sigh, she collapsed onto the bed, spreading her smooth thighs wide apart. Her fingers trembled as she slid them under her soaked panty, finding her swollen, dripping pussy already aching for relief.

She circled her clit slowly at first, then plunged two fingers deep inside her tight cunt, pumping them in and out while moaning softly. Her hips bucked against her hand, juices coating her fingers as she chased her orgasm. Fifteen minutes passed in a haze of self-pleasure, her breaths turning into sharp gasps.