Shreya was part of the domestic women's cricket team. Most of their matches rarely got televised, but during one of the recent games, while fielding, Shreya slid to stop the ball. In that process, her pants slipped down.

This exposed her underwear. Though embarrassed at the time, she laughed it off to hide her shame. She could feel the gaze of her captain and friends, but pretended to ignore it.

Later, in the locker room, her close friend Neha approached her.

"Why did you do that?" Neha asked.

"It was an accident," Shreya replied.

"Still, you're a girl. You can't just let something like that happen," Neha scolded.

Shreya apologized, "I am sorry. I will be careful from next time."

Watching Shreya's sad face, Neha hugged her.

Neha patted her back.

"It's okay." She tapped Shreya's ass and added, "But I don't want you showing your butt to everyone. Get tighter pants, so it doesn't slip."

Shreya giggled and agreed.

Later that day, after practising, Shreya sat down on a bench when she saw Mira walking toward her.

"You okay?" Mira asked.

"Yes," Shreya answered.

"I hope Neha didn't scold you too much."

"No, it's fine."

Mira sat down.

"Be careful next time, okay? Neha doesn't like these types of things." Mira smirked, "Though I have to say you got a nice piece."

Shreya felt shy and chuckled nervously. The day ended without further incident.

The next day, the slipping accident went viral as someone posted it on social media.

When Shreya entered the locker room, she saw Neha staring at her phone, looking furious.

"Neha?" Shreya called, stepping closer.

Neha stood up and pinned Shreya against the wall.

"Still walking half naked? Now everyone is commenting on who this sexy chick is. What are you trying to prove?" Neha demanded.

"Neha, please listen, I know you are upset but—"

Neha glanced at Shreya's cleavage and couldn't control herself any longer. She grabbed Shreya's face and smashed her lips against Shreya's.

Shreya couldn't understand what just happened. Neha was kissing her passionately, savoring her lips.

She pulled back.

"Tch, do you know how much I tried to suppress this? And you? Walking around defenseless, flashing your underwear to the world."

Neha brushed her knee against Shreya's pussy.

"Neha! Ah! What are you doing?!" Shreya exclaimed.

"Sorry, but I can't anymore," Neha said. As she was about to kiss Shreya again, the door opened, and Mira came inside. "Neha, you know this isn't our bedroom, right?"

"Shut up, Mira," Neha snapped.

Mira came close to them.

"So horny. Go cool off a bit. You don't want Shreya to hate you, do you?"

Neha released Shreya and left the room. Guilt and frustration were visible on Neha's face as she walked out.

Shreya stood there, stunned.

"What just happened?"

Mira asked Shreya to sit with her.

Mira smirked.

"So I think it should be clear to you that Neha wants something more than just friendship from you. She wants you as a sexual partner too."

"I-I..." Shreya stammered.

"She just got a bit hasty and impatient."

A mischievous smile crossed Mira's face.

"Though I like her that way too."

"Are you two?" Shreya asked, confused.

Mira chuckled. "Not just us. I have fucked many in this team."

Shreya's eyes widened.

"You don't believe me? Wanna see an example?"

Mira pulled out her phone and called Pihu.

Pihu was a young, petite assistant manager who Shreya treated like a little sister.

A few minutes later, Pihu came to the locker room.

"Yes, Miss Mira? You called?"

"Strip," Mira ordered.

Pihu glanced nervously at Shreya. Mira looked at her.

"Do I need to repeat myself?"

Pihu's face went pale. She had learned long ago that refusing Mira wasn't an option. She put her register away and removed her track pants. She was wearing nothing inside. Her clean-shaven pussy was on display.

Shreya was stunned in silence.

Mira smirked.

"See how much of a slut she is."

Mira put her arm forward, and Pihu instinctively started rubbing her pussy against Mira's arm.

Mira glanced at Shreya.

"You thought Pihu was just an innocent girl, right? She's nothing but a pervert."

Pihu felt embarrassed, but she couldn't stop herself.

Mira looked at Pihu. "Why don't you tell Shreya what you told me in bed? What do you want to do with her?"

Pihu was hesitating, but her pleasure overrode her other senses.

"I-I want to kiss Shreya Didi, lick her body, taste her down there, and finally I want to marry h—ahh!"

Mira slid a finger inside Pihu's pussy.

"Sluts like you shouldn't utter words like 'marriage'." Mira said coldly.

"S-Sorry-"

Mira pulled her finger out.

"Leave."

Pihu glanced at Shreya. She was devastated to see Shreya's shocked expression.

"I-I am sorry, Didi," Pihu said, on the verge of tears. She then grabbed her clothes and hurriedly exited.

Mira sighed. "These little shits think that just because someone is nice to them, they will marry them."

Shreya was upset. "Please don't use such words about her."

Mira noticed her reaction. "Aww, sorry. I forgot how much you adore Pihu. Well, now you know her true face."

Mira chuckled. "I guess now you get the picture, so you can decide what you want to do with Neha."

Mira left the room, leaving Shreya in deep thought.

Shreya changed into her training clothes and went outside. She spotted Neha sitting alone on a bench, looking stressed. As Shreya approached awkwardly, Neha spoke first.

"I get it, I get it. You got it right. I was only pretending to be your friend. I just wanted to get close to you to fuck you. I know you hate me now and don't want to see me. It's okay. But I would rather not hear it from you."

Neha stood up to leave.

"Neha?" Shreya softly called.

Neha turned around.

"What now? You want to publicly announce that I French-kissed you? Go ahead. I don't care anymore."

Shreya could see the pain behind Neha's anger.

"Mira told me everything about you and her."

Neha sighed. "That damn bitch. So you've heard. I'm a slut. So—" Her voice began to break.

Shreya couldn't bear seeing Neha like that. She rushed and hugged her tightly.

"Don't say that! I don't know what's true and what's false, but the friend I saw in you wasn't fake. Even if you did have an ulterior motive, I still want you as my friend!"

Neha's eyes got teary.

"You're really naive."

Neha hugged Shreya tightly.

After sharing a long hug, they sat together on the bench.

"So Mira told you everything, huh?" Neha asked.

Shreya nodded.

"So you and Mira really do it with everyone?"

"No," Neha replied. "I only like girls. I'm not a whore like Mira, who sleeps with anyone."

"I see. What about Pihu?"

Neha chuckled.

"Pihu? Don't get deceived by her looks. She is one of the most lewd girls, submissive, obedient, and the most surprising part is that no matter how slutty she acts during sex, afterward she always talks about things like marriage. She says she wants to marry you. And you know why?"

Neha laughed softly.

"Because you're very nice to her. She feels protected and comfortable with you."

Shreya looked sad.

"What's with the long face? It's not like you will marry her." Neha asked.

"It's not that. I like Pihu. I don't want you to use her like that."

"We're not using her. Now, enough about Pihu and Mira."

"And me? Do you want to do the same with me?" Shreya asked.

Neha smiled. "Yes, your lips, your curves, your face, everything. I want to touch you, feel you, and love you." Neha looked down. "Sorry you think of me as your friend, and I just sexualize you."

"I-I just never thought of you in that way."

Neha took Shreya's hand and rested it on her cheek.

"Do you think it will ever be possible? Me and you being a thing?"

Shreya hesitated.

"I-I don't know. It's a lot to take in."

Neha smiled at the thought that Shreya didn't immediately pull her hand away. She kissed her hand.

"There's no rush. Tell me whenever you feel ready."

Later that day, Pihu visited Mira's hotel room. Mira opened the door wearing only a bathrobe. From inside, a deep male voice called out, "I didn't know it was going to be a threesome."

Pihu froze in fear.

Mira turned to the man. "Get out."

"What?"

"I said get out."

The man got up and left.

Then Mira pulled Pihu inside.

"Miss Mira, I want to talk abou—"

"You know I don't talk with clothes on, right?"

Pihu stripped obediently. Mira removed her bathrobe and laid on the bed. She pulled Pihu on top of her nude body.

"Now, why did you come here?"

Pihu's voice trembled.

"I wanted to ask about Shreya Didi... I-I..."

"What? Want to know how much Shreya rated your little exhibition show?" Mira smirked.

Pihu burst into tears.

"Jeez, why are you so reactive?"

Pihu cried, "I-I don't want Shreya Didi to hate me."

Mira sighed and grabbed Pihu's butt.

"Well, there are so many who would love this cute little ass. Is it really a big deal if one hates it?"

Pihu cried harder, and her tears drenched Mira's chest. Mira wiped her tears. An idea struck her.

"Well, if you don't want Shreya to hate you, do this tomorrow—"

The next day, after training, Pihu entered the locker room where Shreya was changing.

She slowly walked toward her.

"Pihu?"

"Didi, please close your eyes for a second."

"Why?"

"Pleaseee."

Shreya sighed and closed her eyes. When she opened them, Pihu was sitting completely naked on her lap, facing her. Her legs were spread, grazing Shreya's waist.

Shreya froze, and her gaze accidentally landed on the bright pink area between Pihu's legs before she quickly looked away.

"Please, Didi, tell me you don't hate me."

"God, Pihu, get some clothes on!"

"First, tell me you don't hate me."

"I don't hate you. Now, please get dressed."

Pihu smiled brightly and put her clothes back on.

"What was that about?" Shreya asked.

"Miss Mira told me that if I did this, you wouldn't hate me."

Shreya sighed deeply and pulled Pihu onto her lap properly.

"Pihu, do Neha and Mira force you to do those things?"

"No," Pihu replied softly. "I like Miss Mira, Neha, and you."

Shreya sighed again. "Pihu, you are like my sister. I am really sorry if I ever gave you any wrong signal."

"Please don't apologize, Didi. I know you always look out for me. Since my childhood, I have imagined marrying someone who takes care of me, loves me, and makes me happy, and when I think about it, I can't imagine anyone except you."

Pihu stood up and turned to Shreya with a sad face.

"So even if you don't feel the same, it's fine as long as you don't hate me."

Shreya pulled Pihu into her arms and hugged her.

"I would never hate you."

Pihu giggled as she sat on Shreya's lap again.

"You're so warm, Didi."

After hugging her for a few minutes, Shreya checked the time. "It's time for practice."

Shreya and Pihu left the locker room. While walking, they encountered Mira standing next to the head coach Renu. Mira's hand was squeezing the coach's ass.

Shreya sighed. "The head coach is in her forties and doing this?"

She walked up to them.

"You done?"

Both women were startled.

"God Damnit, Shreya! What the fuck!" Mira exclaimed.

The coach got scared and hurried away.

Shreya turned to Mira. "So you're doing it with the coach too?"

"Of course," Mira replied casually.

"She's a mature beauty. Plus, it's her fault for not wearing panties today."

"You probably told her not to."

"Bingo. I was just about to slip my hand inside her pajamas when you ruined it." She stepped closer and bit her lip. "Now, how are you going to compensate? A kiss will do." Mira smiled.

"Get serious, Mira. You're the captain. How can you be so irresponsible?"

"So boring. Well, I don't only do it with the coach. I've fucked the instructor, the paramedic, and last night the canteen lady too."

"What!?"

"The food was good, so I had to show my appreciation. I think today's food might be even better." Mira grinned.

Shreya grabbed Mira's hand. "Is it just a game for you?"

"Oh, Shreya, why so serious? We're all adults. Can't a girl enjoy her one-night stands?"

"That's not the problem. Doing it with people you work with can cause serious issues."

"Like what? They'll call me a whore? Publicly shame me? I left my shame behind years ago." Mira laughed.

"But I do," Shreya said quietly. "What if you get kicked out? You're my captain and—"

Mira stopped her. "And? You know, Shreya, even though you have a sexy body, I don't recommend you meddling with others' business. I hope you will keep that in your mind from next time."

Mira got a little annoyed and left.

A little away, Mira saw the coach standing in fear.

"In my room. Now," Mira commanded.

"Mira, what are you saying? Practice is about to start."

Mira stared into her eyes coldly. "Renu, I don't think you are in the position to refuse me."

Renu looked scared.

Some time later, Renu went to Mira's room. Mira was sitting nude.

"Get rid of those clothes. I want to see those tits you are hiding."

Renu stripped her tracksuit. Her big tits jumped out from her shirt.

Mira smirked.

"Sometimes I can't spot a difference between you and a cow. Come here, get on all fours."

Renu climbed onto the bed and got into the doggy position.

Mira brushed her fingers against her pussy. "Did you get wet after being caught by Shreya?"

"No— I Ahh—"

Mira took a dildo from her table and inserted it in Renu's pussy. "See how smoothly it went in your loose pussy."

"Ah Mira..."

Mira shook the dildo and spanked her ass.

"Lick it."

Mira sat in front of Renu with her legs wide open."

Renu started licking Mira's pussy. Mira pushed her head deeper.

"Ahh Yes, thats the stuff"

Renu's voices was muffled as she was licking her pussy like an animal.

Mira brushed her toe on Renu's nipples, and her nipples were hard.

As Renu was worshipping Mira's pussy with her tongue, Mira pulled her hair and asked.

"What are you?"

Renu looked at Mira erotically, " I am your whore, Mira"

Mira smirked and got up. She put a strap on and went behind Renu.

Mira stretched Renu's asshole with her fingers.

"M-Mira can you please use lube?"

"Tch, such pussies."

Mira poured lube over her plastic dick. She then grabbed the dildo which was in Renu's pussy and plunged it deeper.

"Ahhhh-"

Mira smirked and fucked Renu's ass while shaking the dildo in her pussy.

Renu's moans were getting lewder and lewder.

"Shreya would never believe her head coach likes getting her ass and pussy fucked simultaneously" Mira laughed.

Mira started spanking her ass.

"Louder bitch louder."

Renu was overwhelmed by pleasure.

Mira then plunged both the dildo and her strap deep inside Renu's holes. Her whole body quivered.

"Oooffff"

As Mira pulled out her dildo, Renu squirted all over her bed.

"A woman in her forties wetting the bed, just how low you can go," Mira chuckled.

Renu was panting hard.

Mira removed her strap and went near Renu's face. Her face was a mess from drool and sweat.

Mira thought, "Shreya would never understand the ecstasy of dominating these useless bitches."

Renu panted, "M-Mira?"

Mira smirked and kissed her.

"Don't worry, Renu, you are still my favorite toy."

Renu smiled faintly, and Mira rested her face on her chest.

Outside, as the head coach was absent, practice was postponed. Shreya went to take a shower after the heated conversation with Mira.

When she entered the bathroom, Shreya heard Neha's voice coming from one stall.

"Yes, a bit left. Go down and then up. Yes, yes, like that."

Shreya got suspicious, so she peeked through the stall and saw Pihu on her knees, carefully trimming Neha's pubic hair.

Neha looked up. "Hmm? Shreya, what are you doing here?"

"What are you two doing here?"

"It's hard for me to trim it properly by myself, so I asked Pihu."

Pihu smiled softly at Shreya, kneeling in front of Neha's pussy.

"Pihu, you should have said no."

"Pihu agreed when I told her the reason."

"And what is the reason?" Shreya asked.

"You see, after I asked you to give an answer about us I thought I should stay ready all the time. Oh wait, do you like bushes?"

Shreya sighed.

Neha smiled.

"Anyway, so have you decided?"

"No, I haven't yet. But why are you doing this here?"

"Nobody really comes here at this time," Neha replied.

Shreya looked at Pihu. "I get why you are naked, but why is Pihu naked too?"

Neha grinned. "Ah, I thought after trimming we could have some fun."

"Shouldn't have asked." Shreya sighed again.

Neha stepped closer.

"If you don't want me doing it with anyone else, that's okay too." She glanced at Shreya's towel. "You came here to bathe, right? Come on, let's bathe together."

"I don't want your hands all over my body."

Neha pouted.

"D-Didi, I think we should bathe together," Pihu said shyly.

Shreya stared at her.

"Are you serious, Pihu?"

Pihu blushed and looked down.

"Well, now your admirer has spoken too. Come in, you worrywart. It's not like we haven't seen each other naked before." Neha chuckled.

Shreya finally gave in. As soon as she stepped into the stall nude, Neha's hungry eyes wandered all over her body.

Neha bit her lip while staring at Shreya's pussy.

"So sexy."

"Eyes up here, Neha."

"You say that to me? Look behind you." Neha giggled.

When Shreya turned around, she saw Pihu on her knees, completely mesmerized by Shreya's bubbly butt. Pihu was unconsciously leaning forward to sniff Shreya's ass.

Shreya sighed and gently bonked Pihu on the head. "You two are such perverts."

They began bathing together. Pihu asked sweetly, "Didi, can I apply soap to your back?"

"Sure."

Neha's eyes lit up.

"Didi, can I apply soap to your front?" She asked in Pihu's tone.

"No."

"Huh? What's with this partiality?"

"You would just try to grope me."

"Pihu would do the same."

Shreya glanced at Pihu.

"Would you?"

Pihu's cheeks turned red.

"N-No."

"This is so unfair," Neha whined.

Shreya sighed. "Come here. I'll rub your back."

Neha smiled brightly and turned around. As Shreya rubbed soap across her back, Neha started moaning softly.

"Ah— ah—"

"Why are you making such weird noises? I am just rubbing your back."

"I'm sensitive to your touch."

Neha pushed her ass toward Shreya. "By the way, this also comes in my back." She wiggled her hips. "Come on, rub it."

Shreya slapped Neha's ass.

"Ouch! I didn't know you could be rough like that?"

Neha turned to Shreya and wrapped her arms around Shreya's neck. "Though I don't really mind it."

Watching Neha cling to Shreya, Pihu hugged her from behind.

Neha chuckled. "You have two girls head over heels for you. It must be hard for you to choose." Neha sighed. "Or maybe easy as you will choose none of us." She brushed her cheek against Shreya. "I won't mind if you choose both of us."

Shreya looked at Neha seriously.

"You know that look would just turn me on?" Neha said as she leaned forward and hugged Shreya. "I would request you to not to tempt me like that as it is already hard to control myself."

"Neha?" Shreya said softly.

"Hmm?"

"We should get out, otherwise we can catch cold."

Neha snuggled closer to Shreya. "Just a bit longer, please?"

Shreya didn't interrupt the hug. She was getting sandwiched by two people she adored. Deep down, Shreya already knew her heart was leaning somewhere. She just wasn't ready to admit it yet.