Update 32
'I still remember our wedding night. She was so shy... So innocent and so beautiful! I made sure to show her who the better brother is!' Kishore's words rang in my head as I thrust my cock deep into his wife the following day.
"Oh fuck... oh fuck... what's...ahhh... what's gotten into you today, Suraj?" Jhanvi gasped as she braced herself against my study desk, bent over as I pounded her pussy from behind, "You are fucking me like... oh fuck... like a wild animal!"
She wasn't wrong, and I grunted as I slammed my cock deep into her tight pussy. My fingers dug into her juicy ass as I fucked her hard, "Shut up and tell me who this pussy belongs to! Tell me you are my slut. Mine and mine alone!" I growled as Jhanvi gasped for breath, my cock fucking her mercilessly!
Jhanvi had come over in the morning dressed in a pink salwar kurta, a perfect image of the traditional Indian wife. It was Rakshabandhan today, and Kishore and Dad were already downstairs for the Puja. My brother had asked Jhanvi to come up and wake me. But I had pulled her in and locked the door.
Within minutes, my sweet Bhabhi, my brother's wife, was on her knees as I fucked her mouth. Once I had marked her cute face with my cum, I bent her over the desk and tore off her salwar kurta. Now, I was fucking her so hard that the only sounds that could be heard in the room were Jhanvi's gasps and the slapping sound of my thighs hitting her ass-cheeks every time I buried my cock in her.
Jhanvi was my first crush, my current lover, one of three women I loved more than anything else! But today, all I could see was Kishore's wife, and I wanted to take revenge on the bastard by taking out my pent-up anger on his wife's pussy. I was fucking Jhanvi hard and rough, the kind of fucking she was not used to, but the way she was gasping and moaning, she was definitely enjoying it.
"Yes... Oh, Suraj... I'm your slut... I'm your slut... Ahhh... Don't stop fucking me... Ahh... Please, Suraj... I love your cock... I love it so much!" she moaned as I fucked her hard and rough.
"Say it again..." I growled as I spanked her ass hard, my cock slamming into her pussy with each thrust! I knew I was wrong to fuck her so rough; my sweet Jhanvi wasn't used to this kind of fucking, but my mind kept replaying Kishore's words from last night, "Tell me whose slut you are... Whose whore! Say it, Bhabhi!"
"I'm your slut! Ahhh Fuck... I'm your slut... Oh fuck... Yes, Suraj... Fuck me... fuck me... I'm your whore!" Jhanvi gasped as I fucked her hard.
This wasn't good enough; I needed to see her face as I fucked her. "Turn around, Bhabhi," I growled as I pulled out my cock, grabbed Jhanvi's waist, and spun her around. I lifted her up and placed her on my study desk, a few old books and my laptop falling off as I spread her legs and pulled her towards me.
I looked at Jhanvi's beautiful, sexy, naked body as she lay panting on my study table. She looked like something out of a porn flick with her big tits sweaty and heaving, her curvy waist, her wet pussy glistening with her juices, inviting me to fuck her.
I grabbed my cock and guided it to her wet pussy; Jhanvi gasped as I sank my entire twelve inches into her, her eyes rolling back as I filled her pussy up! "Oh Fuck Suraj... Ahh... yes..." she moaned as I grabbed her thighs and began to fuck her once more!
I had never fucked any girl like this before. Not Pooja Didi, Tara, Disha, Nora and definitely not my sweet, innocent Jhanvi! But I just didn't care right now. I had been thinking about my brother's words from last night and this just made me want to vent out by fucking his wife!
I scooped my hands under Jhanvi's juicy butt as I fucked her, her tits jiggling with every thrust as I slammed my cock into her! Jhanvi was now completely lost in pleasure, her mouth open as she moaned and gasped, her hands holding onto the edge of the table as she braced herself to take the pounding my big cock was giving her!
"Do you like it? Does it feel better than when Kishore fucks you?" I growled as I hammered into her dripping wet pussy! Jhanvi nodded and bit her lip as she looked at me, her eyes glazed with lust.
"Yes... Ahhh... it feels so good... oh fuck... Suraj... Your cock is so fucking big..." she moaned as I fucked her hard, my hands squeezing her butt as I pumped my cock into her tight pussy!
I wasn't satisfied yet, though. In one fell swoop, I lifted Jhanvi up with my cock still inside her and pulled her off the study table into my arms while fucking her non-stop. Jhanvi gasped as I carried her in my muscular arms and pinned her against the wall, my cock still thrusting into her pussy.
I groaned as my hands sank into Jhanvi's butt, and I fucked her hard against the wall. The family photos hanging on the wall shaking with each thrust as I fucked my brother's wife like a sex doll! "Who fucks you better? Him or me? Answer me!" I demanded while leaning in to kiss her neck, as she clung to me tightly, gasping for breath between her moans.
Deep in my mind, I knew this was too much. I was being too rough on her! I half-expected Jhanvi to slap me, to demand me to stop, but instead, my brother's slutty wife surprised me with her enthusiastic response.
"You Suraj... Ahhh... You fuck me so much better... Ahh... You fuck me like he never could!" she gasped as I fucked her harder, "I love your cock... Oh fuck... Your brother is nothing compared to you... Ahh... Fuck me, Suraj... Fuck your brother's wife!" Jhanvi gasped as she wrapped her arms around my neck, her legs wrapped around my waist and pulled me into a passionate kiss!
The sheer filthiness of fucking my brother's wife like this while he waited downstairs for her, making her moan that Kishore was worse in bed, made my cock even more hard! She was enjoying it, too, her nails digging into my back.
She was near her limit; I knew that when she arched her back and cried out my name again and again, her big tits bouncing spectacularly as she moaned and gasped! The pleasure was so much for her that she raked my back with her fingernails, "Oh fuck... I'm so close... I'm so close master... Ahhh... You're going to make me cum!".
When she leaned back, I couldn't help but notice her mangalsutra, the traditional necklace that symbolized her marriage to Kishore. It was dangling between her juicy cleavage, swinging back and forth with each thrust! She must've worn it due to the Puja ceremony today, but the sight of it infuriated me!
I had had enough of Kishore! Grabbing her mangalsutra, I yanked it from Jhanvi's neck, causing it to snap! Jhanvi gasped as I threw it onto the ground, "What are you... Ahh..." She protested, "That was my... Ahh... mangalsutra! Suraj..." Jhanvi gasped as I silenced her protests by kissing her, my cock thrusting into her pussy as my tongue entered her mouth!
I broke the kiss and looked into her eyes as I fucked her hard, "I don't care! Fuck Kishore! You belong to me!"
I didn't care, and apparently, neither did Jhanvi, as she meekly accepted that I had thrown her precious mangalsutra to the ground. She moaned and gasped as she wrapped her arms around my neck, "Oh fuck... Suraj... What's gotten into you... Ahh... You are so fucking... Ahhh... Ahh... Hot!" she moaned, but I stifled her again with a long kiss.
"Beg for it..." I ordered her as I broke the kiss a minute later, "Beg me to cum in you... Beg me to cum inside my brother's wife's pussy!"
"Cum in me, Suraj... Ahh... Fill my pussy with your cum... I want it... I want you to cum in me...Cum in your Bhabhi..."
I groaned as my balls tightened up, my cock hammering into her pussy as Jhanvi moaned, her arms wrapped around my neck, and her eyes fixed on me. This was it; I was going to cum and fill my brother's wife up!
"Fuck... Jhanvi... you are so hot... I want to make you mine! Oh fuck... Here I cum!" I groaned as I exploded inside her!
"I'm already yours, Suraj... Ahh... Cum in me... I love your cock so much!" Jhanvi gasped as she came as well!
I groaned as I filled my brother's wife up with my cum, my cock pumping her full of my warm seed as her pussy milked my cock for all I was worth! We continued kissing as we both rode out our orgasms, my cock continuing to twitch inside Jhanvi as I pumped her full of my cum!
I groaned as I finally finished cumming, and my sister-in-law unwrapped her legs from around me as I pulled my cock out of her pussy and set her down on the floor. I stumbled back, my legs shaky after that incredible fuck!
Without saying a word, I crashed back onto the couch. I was exhausted, yes, but also embarrassed at my behaviour now that I had calmed down after the sex. I had fucked Jhanvi too hard, and I was afraid she wouldn't forgive me!
I avoided looking up at her, but moments later, I felt Jhanvi straddle me, and I opened my eyes to see my brother's slutty wife smiling naughtily, "That was amazing..." Jhanvi grinned as she kissed me.
"I'm sorry, Jhanvi... I didn't mean to be that rough..." I muttered as I looked at her, relieved she wasn't mad.
Jhanvi giggled and then winked, "Suraj... I may be a sweet Bhabhi in front of others, but I'm a slut for your cock! You can fuck me any way you like! I fucking loved it! It was so hot... I came harder today than I ever have before!"
I grinned at her words and then hugged her, "I love you, Jhanvi! I love you so much!" I whispered as I held her.
She giggled and kissed me again, "I love you too..."
I grinned as I looked at her until she suddenly realized something and got off my lap quickly. I looked up at her questioningly, and she responded by smacking me playfully on the back of my head. "Oww... I thought you weren't mad at me! What was that for?"
"I said that I love being fucked by you. But I don't want us to fool around when everyone is downstairs waiting for us!" she muttered irritably as she put on her clothes and adjusted her makeup. "Now, don't be any late; Didi and I need to leave soon, and everyone is probably wondering what is taking us so long!"
I grinned and nodded as I watched her dress up. "Jhanvi..." I called out as she finished putting on her salwar kurta.
"Hmmm..." she replied as she turned to look at me.
"You really do love me a lot! Right?" I smiled as she blushed at me.
She bit her lip and walked up to me, leaning down to kiss me again before replying, "I don't know what's gotten into you, but you keep asking me things you already know! So let me repeat myself again! I love you, too. I can't wait for you to get rid of Kishore and make Didi and me your wives! I love having sex with you all the time! I'll always be your slut!" she ruffled my hair playfully, "There! I hope that covers everything you wanted to hear!"
With that, she straightened up and grinned naughtily before opening the door and stepping out, closing the door behind her! Oh God, I loved her so much!
I stepped on something as I turned around to head to the bathroom for a quick shower. Looking down, I found Jhanvi's mangalsutra that I had snapped off, lying on the floor! I grinned and picked it up.
'Better brother, indeed! Both your wife AND your lover are already my sluts, Kishore! Game on, asshole!' I thought to myself as I threw it in the dustbin before heading into the shower.
I winced a little in pain as the warm water ran over the half-healed knife wound on my back. I needed to be better next time if I was in a similar situation. I couldn't risk the ones I loved by being weak. Although to be fair, I was fighting four against one with armed thugs...
'Four-Against-One'—something Kishore had said last night flashed in my mind. Four Against One! Kishore had mentioned that he knew there were four attackers, but no one except Nora and I knew that.
I frowned as I soaped up my body. There was no way Kishore should have known that. Unless... he was involved!
I rinsed off and returned to my room, my mind working furiously as I changed. It made sense! Someone had to guide the goons to my location on the beach at the resort. Ravi wasn't there, and when I thought about it, I had told Kishore about going for a walk that evening (I had left out the part that Nora would be secretly joining me, though).
'No... no... you're being paranoid!' I told myself as I finished dressing up, 'Kishore may hate me, but he is my brother!'
***
(Context: Rakhi is an Indian festival for brothers and sisters. Typically, sisters tie a thread, called a Rakhi, on their brother's wrist, and the brother promises to protect his sister. It's a major festival and symbolizes a special bond between brother and sister. The brother usually rewards his sister with a gift of her choice in exchange for the Rakhi.)
An hour later, I was downstairs waiting in the living room for Tara to come down and tie Kishore and me our Rakhis. Dad and Nora were also there, along with Ravi, who had dropped by to meet Kishore. Pooja Didi and Jhanvi were in the kitchen, helping fix lunch before heading out. They would visit their cousin brother on the other side of town to tie his Rakhi.
"I hope you looked into those rumours we've heard from the market, Kishore! The company stock price is up by 10%, but nothing has fundamentally changed in our business. Something is up!" my Dad asked Kishore as we sat on the living room couch.
Even though my Dad was forced to stay at home due to his health, he was a seasoned businessman, and he knew there was something fishy about the stock price's volatile behaviour the past week.
"I'm sure, Dad. There's nothing odd going on. It's just that the market might be reacting to rumours that we are launching a new product line next quarter." Kishore muttered as he read the newspaper, pointedly avoiding looking at Dad.
I have known that expression since I was a kid. My elder brother knew something which he wanted to hide from Dad.
"That's not what I've been hearing. Some large investors have been purchasing a lot. You know that we're the market leader, but with the news of my health, some competitors might be trying to make a hostile takeover bid! It has happened before," Dad replied sternly.
Kishore grimaced and put the paper down as he looked at Ravi for support.
"Don't worry, sir. The stock price is at an all-time high, and the Kapoor family owns 45% of the shares. Even if any of our largest competitors, let's say Oberoi Group, tries something like this, they will need to raise 100 Crore from the market, and that's just not possible for them." Ravi added smugly, "And with the interest rates where they are, it would be suicide for any company to do a leveraged buyout in this market!"
Dad wasn't convinced but nodded at the words of his son and chief of staff. Sitting on Dad's other side, Nora said nothing but glanced at me when she heard Ravi mention the Oberoi Group. Ravi had guts; I'll give him that, mentioning the Oberoi Group so casually when he was plotting with Rohan Oberoi to take our family down!
The discussion would have continued had it not been for Jhanvi and Pooja Didi, who walked out of the kitchen. Both looked gorgeous in their traditional Salwar kurtas. I noted that Jhanvi wasn't wearing her Mangalsutra, which was now in my dustbin.
"So we've prepared lunch for you guys. We may return quite late in the evening. Raja Bhaiya's house is quite far away, and we haven't visited him in a while. I hope that's ok, Babuji." Pooja Didi asked my father.
She was Dad's favourite, and he nodded happily, "Of course, Pooja beta! But it seems that most of us will not be at home this afternoon! Ravi and Kishore told me they must leave for a meeting, and Nora is taking me to my weekly therapy sessions!"
"Yes, Pooja. Sorry I didn't tell you. We're just waiting for Tara to come down and finish Rakhi Puja, and then Kishore and I are leaving for the day." Ravi added with a smile.
Before she could reply, though, Tara's voice rang out from the top of the stairs: "Sorry, guys! I know everyone's waiting, but it took forever for me to figure out how to wear this saree!" she apologized.
Everyone's eyes widened as my sister reached the bottom of the stairs! My elder sister, who for several years now had made it a point to dress in the sluttiest outfits available, was now wearing a traditional yellow Saree!
You would think that changing out from sexy crop tops and booty shorts into a saree would have toned Tara's sexiness down, but you would be mistaken! If anything, she looked like a sex bomb in her saree, the yellow fabric doing nothing to hide her voluptuous figure!
Her big tits were straining against her tight yellow sleeveless blouse, showing off generous cleavage while the saree draped over her curves perfectly. She had made sure to wear the saree low on her waist, emphasizing her slim waist and finally, her thin pallu fell loosely over her left shoulder!
She looked absolutely stunning, and while I was ogling at her sexy figure, the others were equally shocked at her change to traditional attire.
"Tara beta... That's a lovely saree! I don't remember seeing you wearing a saree for a long time!" Dad exclaimed.
"Well, it's the first time in years that both my brothers will be at home, and I wanted to do something special! It was kind of hard putting this on, but I think I pulled it off nicely!" she grinned as she twirled for us!
"You look beautiful, sis! I've been telling you to dress like this for years, but you've never listened!" Kishore laughed as she stuck her tongue out at my elder brother.
"Yeah, Tara, it looks great on you. Where did you buy this one?" Jhanvi asked her, and they began discussing sarees.
While they were chatting, I was finding it difficult to look away from her big tits and her luscious red lips! Tara caught me staring and smirked as she winked! The cheeky slut was enjoying my reaction to her!
"Can we please proceed with Rakhi Puja? We're running late for the meeting!" Ravi interrupted the conversation, and we all settled down around the table.
Kishore went first and smiled wide as she tied Rakhi to his hand. Kishore and Tara were always pretty close. In fact, she was his favourite, and he used to pamper her all the time. As I saw them joking around, I realized that they had probably gotten even closer during the years I was gone.
"Well, what did you get me as a gift?" she teased my elder brother as she finished tying the Rakhi.
He patted her head playfully before pulling out a black velvet box from his pocket and placing it in front of her. Everyone was curious now as she opened the box to see a large keychain.
"Wow... Thanks, I guess..." She muttered sarcastically as she picked it up and inspected it, "You bought me a keychain for Rakhi... really?"
Kishore laughed and picked up the keychain. "Well, I thought it would go quite well with your new car keys!" he replied.
Tara's eyes widened as she looked at Kishore, "Really? You bought me a car!" she exclaimed! Kishore nodded, and my sister squealed as she hugged my elder brother!
"Oh my God, Bhaiya! Where is it?" she replied excitedly as she craned her neck and looked towards the main door, expecting the car to be on the driveway.
"It's getting delivered this afternoon. I didn't want to ruin the surprise by risking you seeing it before I gifted it!" Kishore replied with a grin.
"Aww, Bhaiya! I love you so much!" Tara smiled as she hugged my elder brother tightly and gave him a peck on his cheek.
"Only the best for my favourite sister!" Kishore replied, glancing at me with a smug grin. He knew full well that I was pretty much broke without access to the accounts and hadn't gotten anything that extravagant for her.
I rolled my eyes but didn't say anything. I just waited for Tara to finish the Puja ritual for Kishore and then waited expectantly for her to come and tie my Rakhi. However, I soon noticed just one Rakhi, which she had tied to Kishore.
"Hey, where's my Rakhi?" I asked her as she finished the Puja for Kishore and stepped back beside Dad, who noticed the same.
"You didn't get a Rakhi for your younger brother?" Dad asked Tara.
"Well... I actually did buy one. But I'll wait before I tie it for him." she replied mischievously, "Disha is coming over later today, and she wants to tie a Rakhi for Suraj this year, too. So, we figured we would tie both Rakhis together!"
"Disha? How come? She's never done that for Suraj before, has she?" Kishore asked Tara curiously. He was right. Disha was her childhood friend and had been close to the family, but she had never tied a Rakhi for me all these years. But Tara had a ready explanation.
"Well, Rakhi symbolizes that the brother will protect his sister whenever needed. And our Chotu here did save me and Disha in Goa, didn't he?" she asked innocently.
"Goa! What happened in Goa?" Dad asked, concerned, not aware of the incident. He had had his heart attack around that time, and we never got a chance to tell him that I got injured while protecting my sister and her best friend.
Kishore tried to intervene, but my sister beat him to it, "Oh, Suraj saved me and Disha from a bunch of drunkards who were harassing us. It was pretty scary, and I don't know what would have happened if Suraj hadn't stepped in. Disha is coming over to thank Chotu!"
I glanced at Tara, and she winked at me. She had conveniently left out the part where she and Disha had fucked Karan and me as a thank you already.
"Is that so? Suraj, I'm so proud of you, son!" Dad grinned as he reached out to pat me on the back. "It seems like you are stepping up for the family again! I'm glad Tara and you are back to being good siblings!"
Tara beamed at Dad's praise while I smiled awkwardly and glanced at her, who winked playfully at me. While saving Tara and Disha from those drunken guys in Goa was definitely true, I really wonder what Dad would say if he knew his daughter had thanked Karan and me with a glorious orgy which ended with her being fucked and cummed inside by both Karan and me!
It seemed that Dad was really impressed with my sister's cleaner version of events, though, as he beamed proudly at me while Kishore rolled his eyes and looked annoyed.
There wasn't anything more to be done, and everyone went their way after that. Pooja Didi and Jhanvi soon left, followed by Ravi and Kishore, leaving me alone with Dad, Nora and Tara. But even they left shortly after lunch, leaving me alone with Tara.
I didn't really know what surprise my sister had in mind, but I just waited in my room for her to tell me what she had planned. I watched a few sitcoms until around 2pm when the doorbell rang. It was probably Disha.
"I'll get it, Chotu... don't come out just yet. Let us prepare your surprise first!" she called out to me through the closed door.
I had no idea what she had planned as a surprise! However, my phone buzzed about 15 minutes later, and I checked it to find a message from her, "Come to my room!"
***
I immediately rushed out of my room and across to her room. I realized that I had not been inside her room for years! I turned the knob and pushed open the door, my cock straining in my pants, eager to see my sexy sister and her busty friend!
Even after all these years, Tara's room was exactly as I remembered it! Her bed had pink sheets and a comforter, and her dressing table had all her makeup products. The wall had photos of our family, including a few of Tara, Kishore, and me together.
But right now, my focus was not on the room but on the two girls standing in the middle of the room. Tara still looked smoking hot in her yellow saree, while Disha, her best friend, wore an ivory-coloured saree. Like my sister, Disha looked sexy as hell! Her big tear-drop-shaped tits looked amazing in her tight blouse as she looked at me with a sexy smirk on her face!
Both girls grinned as I entered, and I whistled as I looked at them, "Damn Tara, Disha... you both look so fucking hot!"
I wasn't lying. This was the second time in the past week that I had realized that Indian women can look sexy as fuck in a saree! First, that fantastic night with Jhanvi and Pooja Didi on Navratri, and now Tara and Disha looking like Goddesses today!
Tara giggled and stepped up to me, kissing me softly on my lips, "Happy Rakshabandhan Chotu! Do you like your present!" my elder sister smirked as she kissed me.
I grinned and grabbed her sexy waist, pushing my tongue into her mouth as I kissed her. Tara moaned as she responded, her hands wrapped around my neck as she kissed me back passionately!
Disha, the naughty slut that she was, wasn't going to be left out. She sidled up to me and began kissing my neck, her soft hands reaching for my cock already!
I groaned as she broke the kiss, and I turned around to kiss Disha! She smiled as she leaned for a kiss and moaned a bit as I squeezed her boobs gently through her blouse.
"For someone hell-bent on avoiding both of us for weeks, you seem awfully happy to see us today!" she teased me as we broke our kiss.
I grinned sheepishly as I looked into her eyes, "Guilty as charged! I was just... err... being an idiot..."
"Well, for future reference. If you give a girl the best fuck of her life, she tends to want to do it again!" Disha giggled as I kissed her again!
Tara, meanwhile, had moved behind me and was slowly unbuttoning my shirt. My shirt fell off as she ran her hands over my muscular abs, and Disha's eyes lit up as she looked hungrily at me!
"Just as hot as I remember! Damn! I'm going to enjoy this..." Disha giggled as she licked her lips! Her hands reached out to my trousers, and she quickly undid them, dropping them to my ankles as my erect cock sprang out!
The two best friends giggled as they eyed at my big cock! Disha's eyes went wide, and she reached out and gently began stroking my cock, "Oh fuck... I missed this beast..." She moaned as she jerked me off!
My sister joined her best friend, and her hand joined her friend as they both began jerking me off together! "I know... too bad that Karan isn't here today to join us..."
It felt oddly hot, being the only one naked while two sexy sluts wearing traditional sarees jerked me off! Disha, the slutty one, began kissing my chest and nipples as Tara leaned in and kissed me again, "Enjoying this? Hmmm... My little brother!" she grinned as she kissed me, her hands jacking off my cock!
My cock was leaking pre-cum, and it oozed down onto both their hands as they expertly jerked me off, "Oh fuck... Tara... Disha... That feels so fucking good..."
Both girls continued stroking my cock and alternating between kissing my muscular chest and kissing my lips! My hands wandered over their sexy bodies, feeling their big tits through their clothes. Their tits felt so damn soft, and I couldn't help but slip my fingers under their blouse and try to peel them off!
"Not so fast, Chotu... we still have to finish the Rakhi Puja..." Tara giggled as she pulled my hands away! Disha likewise slapped my hands away, "Let us tie the Rakhis, and then you can have your fun!"
I groaned but complied. The two sluts then led me by my cock and asked me to sit on Tara's bed, "Now, stay still!" my sister commanded me as she and Disha walked over to her dresser and picked up two identical Rakhis. They were quite different than usual; instead of a string and a bow, they were more like satin ribbons.
It must probably be the first Rakshabandhan where the brother was completely naked and would probably fuck his sisters after they tied him Rakhis! I watched as the two beautiful sluts stepped up to me. I held my right hand for them to tie the Rakhis, but they both surprised me by kneeling between my legs instead!
I gulped as I was presented with a fantastic view of two incredibly hot sisters kneeling between my legs, their big tits pressing in their tight blouses, looking up at me with a look of pure lust! They had planned this well enough, but I knew that the sight of my 12-inch cock so close to their faces meant that each wanted to just go ahead and suck me!
Tara went first with her right hand reaching out and began stroking my cock, "Do you promise to be a good brother and protect us, Chotu!" my elder sister teased me as she stroked my cock. Disha's hand joined Tara's as she, too, wrapped her soft fingers around my shaft.
"I do, Tara... I swear... I'll protect you and Disha from anyone!" I groaned as the two best friends stroked my cock.
My cock was in agony! These horny sluts had teased me so much that my cock was so hard and leaking pre-cum like crazy! Tara and Disha didn't care, though, as they stroked my cock!
"Do you promise to also fuck us hard! Make your slutty sisters scream in pleasure! Just like you did in Goa?" Disha asked me, biting her lip as she looked lustily at my hard cock!
My eyes widened at this naughty request, and I nodded vigorously!
"Do you promise to make us cum and fill us with your cum! Fuck us like your own personal cumsluts!" Tara asked as she and Disha jerked me off, their faces so close to my cock that I could feel their breath!
"Yes... Fuck... Tara... Disha... I promise... I promise to fuck you both and make you my sluts!" I replied as I moaned, my cock aching to just shoot cum all over their faces.
"Well, I guess that sounds like an honest promise..." Tara acted innocently as she looked at her friend. "What do you think, Di?"
"It definitely sounds like he will make sure to fuck us nice and hard like good sisters deserve!" Disha looked up at me and bit her luscious lips as she squeezed hard on my cock! "I'm sure he will make us cum over and over again with this huge cock!"
"Oh God... Fuck Tara... Disha... Please tie the Rakhis already... I promise... I promise to fuck you both hard like you've never been fucked before..." I begged as both grinned and then let go of my cock.
They picked up the Rakhis, and I held out my wrist so they could tie it! However, Tara ignored it as she leaned forward and, with a naughty grin, slipped the satin ribbon around the base of my hard cock! Disha did the same with her Rakhi, looping it around my cock just above Tara's.
"Happy Rakshabandhan, Suraj..." both whispered as they looked up while they knelt between my cock. Then without saying a word, they leaned in and kissed either side of my cock! Tara's luscious lips kissed my cock to my right while Disha kissed my cock from the left!
"Holy fuck..." I gasped as I watched the two of them kiss my cock, their tongues licking my shaft and coating their lips with the pre-cum that had gathered at the tip of my cock.
I prayed to God to not punish me for being such a wicked brother as I watched my sister and her best friend worship my cock with their Rakhis still tied around my shaft! They giggled as they looked up at me and kissed my cock again!
I was in heaven as I felt my sister and her best friend run their tongue along the length of my cock. "Fuck...you two... Oh fuck... This feels amazing..." I groaned as I threw my head back and enjoyed the dual blowjob!
Tara, who was on the right, giggled as she began planting wet, sloppy kisses along my shaft, "You like that, Chotu... You like us worshipping your cock! Don't you!"
On the right, Disha pulled her head back and looked up at me, "I'm your Rakhi sister now! You promised to protect us and fuck us hard! I'm going to make sure that you keep your promise!"
"Oh Fuck Disha... Tara... I promise... I'm going to fuck you so hard... You're going to be screaming my name! Oh Fuck..." I groaned as she also looked up at me and brought her fingers up to tease my balls.
My sister looked at me lustfully as Disha joined in, and they began jerking my cock off with their fingers! "You better not break that promise. You've got two of the hottest girls on their knees worshipping your cock!" she teased me as she ran her tongue over my swollen cock head and began to lick my dripping pre-cum!
"Focus on how good it feels and stay nice and hard for us, please..." Disha grinned as she joined my sister in licking my cock, both sluts licking my cock from the other side.
"Let's make a ton of naughty memories this Rakshabandhan!" Tara moaned lustfully as she pulled her head down to the base of my cock and traced a long wet kiss along my shaft!
"Yeah... Let's have all sorts of kinky fun today..." Disha moaned as she copied my sister and licked me in the sluttiest way possible.
I just groaned as Tara and Disha continued to kiss my cock! Oh my God! This was so wrong! I was sitting on my elder sister's bed, my Rakhis tied to my shaft by my sister and her best friend, both of whom were kneeling between my legs, their big tits bulging out of their tight blouses as they looked up at me and sensually kissing my cock!
"I love this strong, hard cock... Mmmm..." Tara moaned as she slobbered and kissed all over my cock, making a mess as she ran her tongue all over my stiff rod.
"I can't wait for you to fill me up with this monster..." Disha looked up at me with slutty smile, her lips coated with my sticky pre-cum and her saliva.
I reached down with my free hand and caressed Disha's cheek, wiping her saliva off her chin! She leaned into my hand, kissing my palm before sucking on my fingers in the sluttiest way possible!
Meanwhile, my sister took this opportunity to deep-throat my cock. I groaned as she sucked my cock, her beautiful face bobbing up and down my shaft, her tongue expertly swirling around my cock head. Disha watched her best friend act as a complete slut with awe as Tara's lips travelled up and down my twelve inches. With the way she was moaning and groaning, she was loving the taste of my cock and wouldn't be satisfied until she swallowed my cum!
Disha soon decided that she wouldn't be left out, and she got off her knees, climbed onto the bed, and knelt beside me. In this position, she was at the perfect height to press her big tits against my face. I groaned as I felt my sister's best friend's big tits pressed up against my cheeks, her erect nipples poking me through the thin fabric. The slut wasn't wearing a bra!
I buried my face between her cleavage and groped her tits with my hands before pausing for a breath and looking up at her beautiful face with a look of pure desire. She was stunningly beautiful with her big brown eyes, cute button nose and luscious red lips!
"Kiss me..." I ordered her, and she blushed at my request.
"You better not ignore us again like last time. You're being treated like a king today!" Disha replied in the sluttiest voice possible and leaned down and kissed me!
Her saliva tasted so sweet, and I deepened the kiss, exploring her mouth with my tongue as she moaned and responded! Meanwhile, Tara was driving me insane with her blowjob! She had her hands wrapped around the lower half of my cock as she focused on sucking the top half, her tongue swirling around my cock as my sister gave me the sloppiest blowjob ever!
'Oh God! This feels amazing! I'm covered in their saliva... on both ends...' I thought to myself as I lost control of my body. My head was tilted up and kissing Disha in the most passionate kiss ever while my sister below me was sucking my cock like a pro!
This was way too much for me to handle. Especially after the long tease that both of them had put me through! My moans were muffled against Disha's lips as I unexpectedly exploded into Tara's mouth!
I groaned against Disha's lips as I climaxed, my cock pulsing as I pumped rope after rope of warm cum into Tara's hungry mouth. She struggled to swallow all of my cum as some of it oozed out of the side of her lips as they wrapped around my cock.
Disha wouldn't let me break our passionate kiss as I came, and I was forced to kiss her even as Tara sucked my cock dry! I groaned as Disha finally pulled her head away from mine, and I gasped for air. Disha giggled as she looked at me, my face flushed and breathing heavily after cumming so hard!
I looked down at Tara, who pulled her lips off my cock with a pop, her mouth coated with my cum! However, she didn't look at me; she was eyeing Disha intensely. She wordlessly got off the floor and climbed onto the bed on my other side, so now her tits were squishing against my face from the right while Disha's big tits were against my left!
As I watched, my sister leaned in and kissed her best friend with her mouth full of cum! My jaw dropped as I watched Tara kissing Disha, "Here's your share... Open wide..." Tara muttered as Disha tilted her head back, and my sister pouted her lips to let my warm cum ooze into Disha's mouth!
I leaned back on the bed and watched as if in slow motion as thick, creamy strands of my warm cum fell from Tara's mouth into Disha's! Tara's palms cupped her best friend's mouth as Disha opened wide to let my cum drip into her mouth!
Tara and Disha then proceeded to lick each other's lips clean of any excess cum and then kissed each other once again! I was stunned as I watched the hottest make out scene of my life as Tara and Disha French kissed each other, their tongues intertwined and coated with my cum!
I looked down at my cock, which was supposed to be softening after my cumshot, but it was completely hard now, the twin Rakhi ribbons still wrapped around it! Tara and Disha eventually broke the kiss and grinned as they looked at my dumbstruck expression!
"I bet this is the best Rakshabandhan you've ever had!" Tara giggled as she looked at me!
"I think I've died and gone to heaven!" I gasped as the two of them giggled and reached out and teased the tip of my now hard-again cock with their fingers!
"Well, the day isn't over yet! We have a lot more planned for you! Get up and lie back at the top of the bed!" Tara asked me, "We got something fun for you to watch!"
***
I eagerly followed my sister's request and scooted back on the bed, and rested my back against the headboard, my hard cock sticking up like a flagpole! Disha winked at me and whispered, "You're going to enjoy this!" as my sister got off the bed and went over to her cupboard to fetch something!
I was confused when Tara returned with a long box about a foot long and placed it gingerly at the edge of the bed. She then crawled back onto the bed beside her friend, and I watched in anticipation as the two hotties knelt facing each other, looking at me with lustful eyes!
"We thought you'd like to see what your two sisters have been up to when both idiot brothers disappeared on us," Tara said as she looked up at Disha and caressed her face gently.
"He's going to love this!" Disha giggled as Tara leaned in and kissed her!
This was different than the last kiss where they swapped my cum. I was hard as a rock as Tara and Disha kissed passionately, both girls kneeling on my sister's bed! My eyes were fixed on my sister's big tits as they pressed against Disha's as they kissed!
"Mmmm... we made a promise to only fuck the two of you after last time, but we were so horny and couldn't help ourselves!" Disha moaned as Tara's hands reached to her shoulders and gently slipped off Disha's blouse!
I began stroking my cock as I watched Tara lean and kiss along Disha's collarbone, peppering soft kisses and leaving soft lipstick marks on her fair skin as she stripped her best friend!
"Oh... mmm... That feels so fucking good!" Disha moaned as Tara's lips reached the edge of her blouse. My sister gently undid her friend's blouse and pulled it down! Disha's big tits popped out of her blouse as it fell, and I groaned as I stared at those juicy big tits!
Her tits looked so fucking hot! Full teardrop-shaped breasts with dark pink nipples and a big areola. I loved how her tits were firm but still big and bouncy! Tara heard my groan and turned to look at me! "You like what you see, Chotu?"
"Oh fuck... oh fuck... what's...ahhh... what's gotten into you today, Suraj?" Jhanvi gasped as she braced herself against my study desk, bent over as I pounded her pussy from behind, "You are fucking me like... oh fuck... like a wild animal!"
She wasn't wrong, and I grunted as I slammed my cock deep into her tight pussy. My fingers dug into her juicy ass as I fucked her hard, "Shut up and tell me who this pussy belongs to! Tell me you are my slut. Mine and mine alone!" I growled as Jhanvi gasped for breath, my cock fucking her mercilessly!
Jhanvi had come over in the morning dressed in a pink salwar kurta, a perfect image of the traditional Indian wife. It was Rakshabandhan today, and Kishore and Dad were already downstairs for the Puja. My brother had asked Jhanvi to come up and wake me. But I had pulled her in and locked the door.
Within minutes, my sweet Bhabhi, my brother's wife, was on her knees as I fucked her mouth. Once I had marked her cute face with my cum, I bent her over the desk and tore off her salwar kurta. Now, I was fucking her so hard that the only sounds that could be heard in the room were Jhanvi's gasps and the slapping sound of my thighs hitting her ass-cheeks every time I buried my cock in her.
Jhanvi was my first crush, my current lover, one of three women I loved more than anything else! But today, all I could see was Kishore's wife, and I wanted to take revenge on the bastard by taking out my pent-up anger on his wife's pussy. I was fucking Jhanvi hard and rough, the kind of fucking she was not used to, but the way she was gasping and moaning, she was definitely enjoying it.
"Yes... Oh, Suraj... I'm your slut... I'm your slut... Ahhh... Don't stop fucking me... Ahh... Please, Suraj... I love your cock... I love it so much!" she moaned as I fucked her hard and rough.
"Say it again..." I growled as I spanked her ass hard, my cock slamming into her pussy with each thrust! I knew I was wrong to fuck her so rough; my sweet Jhanvi wasn't used to this kind of fucking, but my mind kept replaying Kishore's words from last night, "Tell me whose slut you are... Whose whore! Say it, Bhabhi!"
"I'm your slut! Ahhh Fuck... I'm your slut... Oh fuck... Yes, Suraj... Fuck me... fuck me... I'm your whore!" Jhanvi gasped as I fucked her hard.
This wasn't good enough; I needed to see her face as I fucked her. "Turn around, Bhabhi," I growled as I pulled out my cock, grabbed Jhanvi's waist, and spun her around. I lifted her up and placed her on my study desk, a few old books and my laptop falling off as I spread her legs and pulled her towards me.
I looked at Jhanvi's beautiful, sexy, naked body as she lay panting on my study table. She looked like something out of a porn flick with her big tits sweaty and heaving, her curvy waist, her wet pussy glistening with her juices, inviting me to fuck her.
I grabbed my cock and guided it to her wet pussy; Jhanvi gasped as I sank my entire twelve inches into her, her eyes rolling back as I filled her pussy up! "Oh Fuck Suraj... Ahh... yes..." she moaned as I grabbed her thighs and began to fuck her once more!
I had never fucked any girl like this before. Not Pooja Didi, Tara, Disha, Nora and definitely not my sweet, innocent Jhanvi! But I just didn't care right now. I had been thinking about my brother's words from last night and this just made me want to vent out by fucking his wife!
I scooped my hands under Jhanvi's juicy butt as I fucked her, her tits jiggling with every thrust as I slammed my cock into her! Jhanvi was now completely lost in pleasure, her mouth open as she moaned and gasped, her hands holding onto the edge of the table as she braced herself to take the pounding my big cock was giving her!
"Do you like it? Does it feel better than when Kishore fucks you?" I growled as I hammered into her dripping wet pussy! Jhanvi nodded and bit her lip as she looked at me, her eyes glazed with lust.
"Yes... Ahhh... it feels so good... oh fuck... Suraj... Your cock is so fucking big..." she moaned as I fucked her hard, my hands squeezing her butt as I pumped my cock into her tight pussy!
I wasn't satisfied yet, though. In one fell swoop, I lifted Jhanvi up with my cock still inside her and pulled her off the study table into my arms while fucking her non-stop. Jhanvi gasped as I carried her in my muscular arms and pinned her against the wall, my cock still thrusting into her pussy.
I groaned as my hands sank into Jhanvi's butt, and I fucked her hard against the wall. The family photos hanging on the wall shaking with each thrust as I fucked my brother's wife like a sex doll! "Who fucks you better? Him or me? Answer me!" I demanded while leaning in to kiss her neck, as she clung to me tightly, gasping for breath between her moans.
Deep in my mind, I knew this was too much. I was being too rough on her! I half-expected Jhanvi to slap me, to demand me to stop, but instead, my brother's slutty wife surprised me with her enthusiastic response.
"You Suraj... Ahhh... You fuck me so much better... Ahh... You fuck me like he never could!" she gasped as I fucked her harder, "I love your cock... Oh fuck... Your brother is nothing compared to you... Ahh... Fuck me, Suraj... Fuck your brother's wife!" Jhanvi gasped as she wrapped her arms around my neck, her legs wrapped around my waist and pulled me into a passionate kiss!
The sheer filthiness of fucking my brother's wife like this while he waited downstairs for her, making her moan that Kishore was worse in bed, made my cock even more hard! She was enjoying it, too, her nails digging into my back.
She was near her limit; I knew that when she arched her back and cried out my name again and again, her big tits bouncing spectacularly as she moaned and gasped! The pleasure was so much for her that she raked my back with her fingernails, "Oh fuck... I'm so close... I'm so close master... Ahhh... You're going to make me cum!".
When she leaned back, I couldn't help but notice her mangalsutra, the traditional necklace that symbolized her marriage to Kishore. It was dangling between her juicy cleavage, swinging back and forth with each thrust! She must've worn it due to the Puja ceremony today, but the sight of it infuriated me!
I had had enough of Kishore! Grabbing her mangalsutra, I yanked it from Jhanvi's neck, causing it to snap! Jhanvi gasped as I threw it onto the ground, "What are you... Ahh..." She protested, "That was my... Ahh... mangalsutra! Suraj..." Jhanvi gasped as I silenced her protests by kissing her, my cock thrusting into her pussy as my tongue entered her mouth!
I broke the kiss and looked into her eyes as I fucked her hard, "I don't care! Fuck Kishore! You belong to me!"
I didn't care, and apparently, neither did Jhanvi, as she meekly accepted that I had thrown her precious mangalsutra to the ground. She moaned and gasped as she wrapped her arms around my neck, "Oh fuck... Suraj... What's gotten into you... Ahh... You are so fucking... Ahhh... Ahh... Hot!" she moaned, but I stifled her again with a long kiss.
"Beg for it..." I ordered her as I broke the kiss a minute later, "Beg me to cum in you... Beg me to cum inside my brother's wife's pussy!"
"Cum in me, Suraj... Ahh... Fill my pussy with your cum... I want it... I want you to cum in me...Cum in your Bhabhi..."
I groaned as my balls tightened up, my cock hammering into her pussy as Jhanvi moaned, her arms wrapped around my neck, and her eyes fixed on me. This was it; I was going to cum and fill my brother's wife up!
"Fuck... Jhanvi... you are so hot... I want to make you mine! Oh fuck... Here I cum!" I groaned as I exploded inside her!
"I'm already yours, Suraj... Ahh... Cum in me... I love your cock so much!" Jhanvi gasped as she came as well!
I groaned as I filled my brother's wife up with my cum, my cock pumping her full of my warm seed as her pussy milked my cock for all I was worth! We continued kissing as we both rode out our orgasms, my cock continuing to twitch inside Jhanvi as I pumped her full of my cum!
I groaned as I finally finished cumming, and my sister-in-law unwrapped her legs from around me as I pulled my cock out of her pussy and set her down on the floor. I stumbled back, my legs shaky after that incredible fuck!
Without saying a word, I crashed back onto the couch. I was exhausted, yes, but also embarrassed at my behaviour now that I had calmed down after the sex. I had fucked Jhanvi too hard, and I was afraid she wouldn't forgive me!
I avoided looking up at her, but moments later, I felt Jhanvi straddle me, and I opened my eyes to see my brother's slutty wife smiling naughtily, "That was amazing..." Jhanvi grinned as she kissed me.
"I'm sorry, Jhanvi... I didn't mean to be that rough..." I muttered as I looked at her, relieved she wasn't mad.
Jhanvi giggled and then winked, "Suraj... I may be a sweet Bhabhi in front of others, but I'm a slut for your cock! You can fuck me any way you like! I fucking loved it! It was so hot... I came harder today than I ever have before!"
I grinned at her words and then hugged her, "I love you, Jhanvi! I love you so much!" I whispered as I held her.
She giggled and kissed me again, "I love you too..."
I grinned as I looked at her until she suddenly realized something and got off my lap quickly. I looked up at her questioningly, and she responded by smacking me playfully on the back of my head. "Oww... I thought you weren't mad at me! What was that for?"
"I said that I love being fucked by you. But I don't want us to fool around when everyone is downstairs waiting for us!" she muttered irritably as she put on her clothes and adjusted her makeup. "Now, don't be any late; Didi and I need to leave soon, and everyone is probably wondering what is taking us so long!"
I grinned and nodded as I watched her dress up. "Jhanvi..." I called out as she finished putting on her salwar kurta.
"Hmmm..." she replied as she turned to look at me.
"You really do love me a lot! Right?" I smiled as she blushed at me.
She bit her lip and walked up to me, leaning down to kiss me again before replying, "I don't know what's gotten into you, but you keep asking me things you already know! So let me repeat myself again! I love you, too. I can't wait for you to get rid of Kishore and make Didi and me your wives! I love having sex with you all the time! I'll always be your slut!" she ruffled my hair playfully, "There! I hope that covers everything you wanted to hear!"
With that, she straightened up and grinned naughtily before opening the door and stepping out, closing the door behind her! Oh God, I loved her so much!
I stepped on something as I turned around to head to the bathroom for a quick shower. Looking down, I found Jhanvi's mangalsutra that I had snapped off, lying on the floor! I grinned and picked it up.
'Better brother, indeed! Both your wife AND your lover are already my sluts, Kishore! Game on, asshole!' I thought to myself as I threw it in the dustbin before heading into the shower.
I winced a little in pain as the warm water ran over the half-healed knife wound on my back. I needed to be better next time if I was in a similar situation. I couldn't risk the ones I loved by being weak. Although to be fair, I was fighting four against one with armed thugs...
'Four-Against-One'—something Kishore had said last night flashed in my mind. Four Against One! Kishore had mentioned that he knew there were four attackers, but no one except Nora and I knew that.
I frowned as I soaped up my body. There was no way Kishore should have known that. Unless... he was involved!
I rinsed off and returned to my room, my mind working furiously as I changed. It made sense! Someone had to guide the goons to my location on the beach at the resort. Ravi wasn't there, and when I thought about it, I had told Kishore about going for a walk that evening (I had left out the part that Nora would be secretly joining me, though).
'No... no... you're being paranoid!' I told myself as I finished dressing up, 'Kishore may hate me, but he is my brother!'
***
(Context: Rakhi is an Indian festival for brothers and sisters. Typically, sisters tie a thread, called a Rakhi, on their brother's wrist, and the brother promises to protect his sister. It's a major festival and symbolizes a special bond between brother and sister. The brother usually rewards his sister with a gift of her choice in exchange for the Rakhi.)
An hour later, I was downstairs waiting in the living room for Tara to come down and tie Kishore and me our Rakhis. Dad and Nora were also there, along with Ravi, who had dropped by to meet Kishore. Pooja Didi and Jhanvi were in the kitchen, helping fix lunch before heading out. They would visit their cousin brother on the other side of town to tie his Rakhi.
"I hope you looked into those rumours we've heard from the market, Kishore! The company stock price is up by 10%, but nothing has fundamentally changed in our business. Something is up!" my Dad asked Kishore as we sat on the living room couch.
Even though my Dad was forced to stay at home due to his health, he was a seasoned businessman, and he knew there was something fishy about the stock price's volatile behaviour the past week.
"I'm sure, Dad. There's nothing odd going on. It's just that the market might be reacting to rumours that we are launching a new product line next quarter." Kishore muttered as he read the newspaper, pointedly avoiding looking at Dad.
I have known that expression since I was a kid. My elder brother knew something which he wanted to hide from Dad.
"That's not what I've been hearing. Some large investors have been purchasing a lot. You know that we're the market leader, but with the news of my health, some competitors might be trying to make a hostile takeover bid! It has happened before," Dad replied sternly.
Kishore grimaced and put the paper down as he looked at Ravi for support.
"Don't worry, sir. The stock price is at an all-time high, and the Kapoor family owns 45% of the shares. Even if any of our largest competitors, let's say Oberoi Group, tries something like this, they will need to raise 100 Crore from the market, and that's just not possible for them." Ravi added smugly, "And with the interest rates where they are, it would be suicide for any company to do a leveraged buyout in this market!"
Dad wasn't convinced but nodded at the words of his son and chief of staff. Sitting on Dad's other side, Nora said nothing but glanced at me when she heard Ravi mention the Oberoi Group. Ravi had guts; I'll give him that, mentioning the Oberoi Group so casually when he was plotting with Rohan Oberoi to take our family down!
The discussion would have continued had it not been for Jhanvi and Pooja Didi, who walked out of the kitchen. Both looked gorgeous in their traditional Salwar kurtas. I noted that Jhanvi wasn't wearing her Mangalsutra, which was now in my dustbin.
"So we've prepared lunch for you guys. We may return quite late in the evening. Raja Bhaiya's house is quite far away, and we haven't visited him in a while. I hope that's ok, Babuji." Pooja Didi asked my father.
She was Dad's favourite, and he nodded happily, "Of course, Pooja beta! But it seems that most of us will not be at home this afternoon! Ravi and Kishore told me they must leave for a meeting, and Nora is taking me to my weekly therapy sessions!"
"Yes, Pooja. Sorry I didn't tell you. We're just waiting for Tara to come down and finish Rakhi Puja, and then Kishore and I are leaving for the day." Ravi added with a smile.
Before she could reply, though, Tara's voice rang out from the top of the stairs: "Sorry, guys! I know everyone's waiting, but it took forever for me to figure out how to wear this saree!" she apologized.
Everyone's eyes widened as my sister reached the bottom of the stairs! My elder sister, who for several years now had made it a point to dress in the sluttiest outfits available, was now wearing a traditional yellow Saree!
You would think that changing out from sexy crop tops and booty shorts into a saree would have toned Tara's sexiness down, but you would be mistaken! If anything, she looked like a sex bomb in her saree, the yellow fabric doing nothing to hide her voluptuous figure!
Her big tits were straining against her tight yellow sleeveless blouse, showing off generous cleavage while the saree draped over her curves perfectly. She had made sure to wear the saree low on her waist, emphasizing her slim waist and finally, her thin pallu fell loosely over her left shoulder!
She looked absolutely stunning, and while I was ogling at her sexy figure, the others were equally shocked at her change to traditional attire.
"Tara beta... That's a lovely saree! I don't remember seeing you wearing a saree for a long time!" Dad exclaimed.
"Well, it's the first time in years that both my brothers will be at home, and I wanted to do something special! It was kind of hard putting this on, but I think I pulled it off nicely!" she grinned as she twirled for us!
"You look beautiful, sis! I've been telling you to dress like this for years, but you've never listened!" Kishore laughed as she stuck her tongue out at my elder brother.
"Yeah, Tara, it looks great on you. Where did you buy this one?" Jhanvi asked her, and they began discussing sarees.
While they were chatting, I was finding it difficult to look away from her big tits and her luscious red lips! Tara caught me staring and smirked as she winked! The cheeky slut was enjoying my reaction to her!
"Can we please proceed with Rakhi Puja? We're running late for the meeting!" Ravi interrupted the conversation, and we all settled down around the table.
Kishore went first and smiled wide as she tied Rakhi to his hand. Kishore and Tara were always pretty close. In fact, she was his favourite, and he used to pamper her all the time. As I saw them joking around, I realized that they had probably gotten even closer during the years I was gone.
"Well, what did you get me as a gift?" she teased my elder brother as she finished tying the Rakhi.
He patted her head playfully before pulling out a black velvet box from his pocket and placing it in front of her. Everyone was curious now as she opened the box to see a large keychain.
"Wow... Thanks, I guess..." She muttered sarcastically as she picked it up and inspected it, "You bought me a keychain for Rakhi... really?"
Kishore laughed and picked up the keychain. "Well, I thought it would go quite well with your new car keys!" he replied.
Tara's eyes widened as she looked at Kishore, "Really? You bought me a car!" she exclaimed! Kishore nodded, and my sister squealed as she hugged my elder brother!
"Oh my God, Bhaiya! Where is it?" she replied excitedly as she craned her neck and looked towards the main door, expecting the car to be on the driveway.
"It's getting delivered this afternoon. I didn't want to ruin the surprise by risking you seeing it before I gifted it!" Kishore replied with a grin.
"Aww, Bhaiya! I love you so much!" Tara smiled as she hugged my elder brother tightly and gave him a peck on his cheek.
"Only the best for my favourite sister!" Kishore replied, glancing at me with a smug grin. He knew full well that I was pretty much broke without access to the accounts and hadn't gotten anything that extravagant for her.
I rolled my eyes but didn't say anything. I just waited for Tara to finish the Puja ritual for Kishore and then waited expectantly for her to come and tie my Rakhi. However, I soon noticed just one Rakhi, which she had tied to Kishore.
"Hey, where's my Rakhi?" I asked her as she finished the Puja for Kishore and stepped back beside Dad, who noticed the same.
"You didn't get a Rakhi for your younger brother?" Dad asked Tara.
"Well... I actually did buy one. But I'll wait before I tie it for him." she replied mischievously, "Disha is coming over later today, and she wants to tie a Rakhi for Suraj this year, too. So, we figured we would tie both Rakhis together!"
"Disha? How come? She's never done that for Suraj before, has she?" Kishore asked Tara curiously. He was right. Disha was her childhood friend and had been close to the family, but she had never tied a Rakhi for me all these years. But Tara had a ready explanation.
"Well, Rakhi symbolizes that the brother will protect his sister whenever needed. And our Chotu here did save me and Disha in Goa, didn't he?" she asked innocently.
"Goa! What happened in Goa?" Dad asked, concerned, not aware of the incident. He had had his heart attack around that time, and we never got a chance to tell him that I got injured while protecting my sister and her best friend.
Kishore tried to intervene, but my sister beat him to it, "Oh, Suraj saved me and Disha from a bunch of drunkards who were harassing us. It was pretty scary, and I don't know what would have happened if Suraj hadn't stepped in. Disha is coming over to thank Chotu!"
I glanced at Tara, and she winked at me. She had conveniently left out the part where she and Disha had fucked Karan and me as a thank you already.
"Is that so? Suraj, I'm so proud of you, son!" Dad grinned as he reached out to pat me on the back. "It seems like you are stepping up for the family again! I'm glad Tara and you are back to being good siblings!"
Tara beamed at Dad's praise while I smiled awkwardly and glanced at her, who winked playfully at me. While saving Tara and Disha from those drunken guys in Goa was definitely true, I really wonder what Dad would say if he knew his daughter had thanked Karan and me with a glorious orgy which ended with her being fucked and cummed inside by both Karan and me!
It seemed that Dad was really impressed with my sister's cleaner version of events, though, as he beamed proudly at me while Kishore rolled his eyes and looked annoyed.
There wasn't anything more to be done, and everyone went their way after that. Pooja Didi and Jhanvi soon left, followed by Ravi and Kishore, leaving me alone with Dad, Nora and Tara. But even they left shortly after lunch, leaving me alone with Tara.
I didn't really know what surprise my sister had in mind, but I just waited in my room for her to tell me what she had planned. I watched a few sitcoms until around 2pm when the doorbell rang. It was probably Disha.
"I'll get it, Chotu... don't come out just yet. Let us prepare your surprise first!" she called out to me through the closed door.
I had no idea what she had planned as a surprise! However, my phone buzzed about 15 minutes later, and I checked it to find a message from her, "Come to my room!"
***
I immediately rushed out of my room and across to her room. I realized that I had not been inside her room for years! I turned the knob and pushed open the door, my cock straining in my pants, eager to see my sexy sister and her busty friend!
Even after all these years, Tara's room was exactly as I remembered it! Her bed had pink sheets and a comforter, and her dressing table had all her makeup products. The wall had photos of our family, including a few of Tara, Kishore, and me together.
But right now, my focus was not on the room but on the two girls standing in the middle of the room. Tara still looked smoking hot in her yellow saree, while Disha, her best friend, wore an ivory-coloured saree. Like my sister, Disha looked sexy as hell! Her big tear-drop-shaped tits looked amazing in her tight blouse as she looked at me with a sexy smirk on her face!
Both girls grinned as I entered, and I whistled as I looked at them, "Damn Tara, Disha... you both look so fucking hot!"
I wasn't lying. This was the second time in the past week that I had realized that Indian women can look sexy as fuck in a saree! First, that fantastic night with Jhanvi and Pooja Didi on Navratri, and now Tara and Disha looking like Goddesses today!
Tara giggled and stepped up to me, kissing me softly on my lips, "Happy Rakshabandhan Chotu! Do you like your present!" my elder sister smirked as she kissed me.
I grinned and grabbed her sexy waist, pushing my tongue into her mouth as I kissed her. Tara moaned as she responded, her hands wrapped around my neck as she kissed me back passionately!
Disha, the naughty slut that she was, wasn't going to be left out. She sidled up to me and began kissing my neck, her soft hands reaching for my cock already!
I groaned as she broke the kiss, and I turned around to kiss Disha! She smiled as she leaned for a kiss and moaned a bit as I squeezed her boobs gently through her blouse.
"For someone hell-bent on avoiding both of us for weeks, you seem awfully happy to see us today!" she teased me as we broke our kiss.
I grinned sheepishly as I looked into her eyes, "Guilty as charged! I was just... err... being an idiot..."
"Well, for future reference. If you give a girl the best fuck of her life, she tends to want to do it again!" Disha giggled as I kissed her again!
Tara, meanwhile, had moved behind me and was slowly unbuttoning my shirt. My shirt fell off as she ran her hands over my muscular abs, and Disha's eyes lit up as she looked hungrily at me!
"Just as hot as I remember! Damn! I'm going to enjoy this..." Disha giggled as she licked her lips! Her hands reached out to my trousers, and she quickly undid them, dropping them to my ankles as my erect cock sprang out!
The two best friends giggled as they eyed at my big cock! Disha's eyes went wide, and she reached out and gently began stroking my cock, "Oh fuck... I missed this beast..." She moaned as she jerked me off!
My sister joined her best friend, and her hand joined her friend as they both began jerking me off together! "I know... too bad that Karan isn't here today to join us..."
It felt oddly hot, being the only one naked while two sexy sluts wearing traditional sarees jerked me off! Disha, the slutty one, began kissing my chest and nipples as Tara leaned in and kissed me again, "Enjoying this? Hmmm... My little brother!" she grinned as she kissed me, her hands jacking off my cock!
My cock was leaking pre-cum, and it oozed down onto both their hands as they expertly jerked me off, "Oh fuck... Tara... Disha... That feels so fucking good..."
Both girls continued stroking my cock and alternating between kissing my muscular chest and kissing my lips! My hands wandered over their sexy bodies, feeling their big tits through their clothes. Their tits felt so damn soft, and I couldn't help but slip my fingers under their blouse and try to peel them off!
"Not so fast, Chotu... we still have to finish the Rakhi Puja..." Tara giggled as she pulled my hands away! Disha likewise slapped my hands away, "Let us tie the Rakhis, and then you can have your fun!"
I groaned but complied. The two sluts then led me by my cock and asked me to sit on Tara's bed, "Now, stay still!" my sister commanded me as she and Disha walked over to her dresser and picked up two identical Rakhis. They were quite different than usual; instead of a string and a bow, they were more like satin ribbons.
It must probably be the first Rakshabandhan where the brother was completely naked and would probably fuck his sisters after they tied him Rakhis! I watched as the two beautiful sluts stepped up to me. I held my right hand for them to tie the Rakhis, but they both surprised me by kneeling between my legs instead!
I gulped as I was presented with a fantastic view of two incredibly hot sisters kneeling between my legs, their big tits pressing in their tight blouses, looking up at me with a look of pure lust! They had planned this well enough, but I knew that the sight of my 12-inch cock so close to their faces meant that each wanted to just go ahead and suck me!
Tara went first with her right hand reaching out and began stroking my cock, "Do you promise to be a good brother and protect us, Chotu!" my elder sister teased me as she stroked my cock. Disha's hand joined Tara's as she, too, wrapped her soft fingers around my shaft.
"I do, Tara... I swear... I'll protect you and Disha from anyone!" I groaned as the two best friends stroked my cock.
My cock was in agony! These horny sluts had teased me so much that my cock was so hard and leaking pre-cum like crazy! Tara and Disha didn't care, though, as they stroked my cock!
"Do you promise to also fuck us hard! Make your slutty sisters scream in pleasure! Just like you did in Goa?" Disha asked me, biting her lip as she looked lustily at my hard cock!
My eyes widened at this naughty request, and I nodded vigorously!
"Do you promise to make us cum and fill us with your cum! Fuck us like your own personal cumsluts!" Tara asked as she and Disha jerked me off, their faces so close to my cock that I could feel their breath!
"Yes... Fuck... Tara... Disha... I promise... I promise to fuck you both and make you my sluts!" I replied as I moaned, my cock aching to just shoot cum all over their faces.
"Well, I guess that sounds like an honest promise..." Tara acted innocently as she looked at her friend. "What do you think, Di?"
"It definitely sounds like he will make sure to fuck us nice and hard like good sisters deserve!" Disha looked up at me and bit her luscious lips as she squeezed hard on my cock! "I'm sure he will make us cum over and over again with this huge cock!"
"Oh God... Fuck Tara... Disha... Please tie the Rakhis already... I promise... I promise to fuck you both hard like you've never been fucked before..." I begged as both grinned and then let go of my cock.
They picked up the Rakhis, and I held out my wrist so they could tie it! However, Tara ignored it as she leaned forward and, with a naughty grin, slipped the satin ribbon around the base of my hard cock! Disha did the same with her Rakhi, looping it around my cock just above Tara's.
"Happy Rakshabandhan, Suraj..." both whispered as they looked up while they knelt between my cock. Then without saying a word, they leaned in and kissed either side of my cock! Tara's luscious lips kissed my cock to my right while Disha kissed my cock from the left!
"Holy fuck..." I gasped as I watched the two of them kiss my cock, their tongues licking my shaft and coating their lips with the pre-cum that had gathered at the tip of my cock.
I prayed to God to not punish me for being such a wicked brother as I watched my sister and her best friend worship my cock with their Rakhis still tied around my shaft! They giggled as they looked up at me and kissed my cock again!
I was in heaven as I felt my sister and her best friend run their tongue along the length of my cock. "Fuck...you two... Oh fuck... This feels amazing..." I groaned as I threw my head back and enjoyed the dual blowjob!
Tara, who was on the right, giggled as she began planting wet, sloppy kisses along my shaft, "You like that, Chotu... You like us worshipping your cock! Don't you!"
On the right, Disha pulled her head back and looked up at me, "I'm your Rakhi sister now! You promised to protect us and fuck us hard! I'm going to make sure that you keep your promise!"
"Oh Fuck Disha... Tara... I promise... I'm going to fuck you so hard... You're going to be screaming my name! Oh Fuck..." I groaned as she also looked up at me and brought her fingers up to tease my balls.
My sister looked at me lustfully as Disha joined in, and they began jerking my cock off with their fingers! "You better not break that promise. You've got two of the hottest girls on their knees worshipping your cock!" she teased me as she ran her tongue over my swollen cock head and began to lick my dripping pre-cum!
"Focus on how good it feels and stay nice and hard for us, please..." Disha grinned as she joined my sister in licking my cock, both sluts licking my cock from the other side.
"Let's make a ton of naughty memories this Rakshabandhan!" Tara moaned lustfully as she pulled her head down to the base of my cock and traced a long wet kiss along my shaft!
"Yeah... Let's have all sorts of kinky fun today..." Disha moaned as she copied my sister and licked me in the sluttiest way possible.
I just groaned as Tara and Disha continued to kiss my cock! Oh my God! This was so wrong! I was sitting on my elder sister's bed, my Rakhis tied to my shaft by my sister and her best friend, both of whom were kneeling between my legs, their big tits bulging out of their tight blouses as they looked up at me and sensually kissing my cock!
"I love this strong, hard cock... Mmmm..." Tara moaned as she slobbered and kissed all over my cock, making a mess as she ran her tongue all over my stiff rod.
"I can't wait for you to fill me up with this monster..." Disha looked up at me with slutty smile, her lips coated with my sticky pre-cum and her saliva.
I reached down with my free hand and caressed Disha's cheek, wiping her saliva off her chin! She leaned into my hand, kissing my palm before sucking on my fingers in the sluttiest way possible!
Meanwhile, my sister took this opportunity to deep-throat my cock. I groaned as she sucked my cock, her beautiful face bobbing up and down my shaft, her tongue expertly swirling around my cock head. Disha watched her best friend act as a complete slut with awe as Tara's lips travelled up and down my twelve inches. With the way she was moaning and groaning, she was loving the taste of my cock and wouldn't be satisfied until she swallowed my cum!
Disha soon decided that she wouldn't be left out, and she got off her knees, climbed onto the bed, and knelt beside me. In this position, she was at the perfect height to press her big tits against my face. I groaned as I felt my sister's best friend's big tits pressed up against my cheeks, her erect nipples poking me through the thin fabric. The slut wasn't wearing a bra!
I buried my face between her cleavage and groped her tits with my hands before pausing for a breath and looking up at her beautiful face with a look of pure desire. She was stunningly beautiful with her big brown eyes, cute button nose and luscious red lips!
"Kiss me..." I ordered her, and she blushed at my request.
"You better not ignore us again like last time. You're being treated like a king today!" Disha replied in the sluttiest voice possible and leaned down and kissed me!
Her saliva tasted so sweet, and I deepened the kiss, exploring her mouth with my tongue as she moaned and responded! Meanwhile, Tara was driving me insane with her blowjob! She had her hands wrapped around the lower half of my cock as she focused on sucking the top half, her tongue swirling around my cock as my sister gave me the sloppiest blowjob ever!
'Oh God! This feels amazing! I'm covered in their saliva... on both ends...' I thought to myself as I lost control of my body. My head was tilted up and kissing Disha in the most passionate kiss ever while my sister below me was sucking my cock like a pro!
This was way too much for me to handle. Especially after the long tease that both of them had put me through! My moans were muffled against Disha's lips as I unexpectedly exploded into Tara's mouth!
I groaned against Disha's lips as I climaxed, my cock pulsing as I pumped rope after rope of warm cum into Tara's hungry mouth. She struggled to swallow all of my cum as some of it oozed out of the side of her lips as they wrapped around my cock.
Disha wouldn't let me break our passionate kiss as I came, and I was forced to kiss her even as Tara sucked my cock dry! I groaned as Disha finally pulled her head away from mine, and I gasped for air. Disha giggled as she looked at me, my face flushed and breathing heavily after cumming so hard!
I looked down at Tara, who pulled her lips off my cock with a pop, her mouth coated with my cum! However, she didn't look at me; she was eyeing Disha intensely. She wordlessly got off the floor and climbed onto the bed on my other side, so now her tits were squishing against my face from the right while Disha's big tits were against my left!
As I watched, my sister leaned in and kissed her best friend with her mouth full of cum! My jaw dropped as I watched Tara kissing Disha, "Here's your share... Open wide..." Tara muttered as Disha tilted her head back, and my sister pouted her lips to let my warm cum ooze into Disha's mouth!
I leaned back on the bed and watched as if in slow motion as thick, creamy strands of my warm cum fell from Tara's mouth into Disha's! Tara's palms cupped her best friend's mouth as Disha opened wide to let my cum drip into her mouth!
Tara and Disha then proceeded to lick each other's lips clean of any excess cum and then kissed each other once again! I was stunned as I watched the hottest make out scene of my life as Tara and Disha French kissed each other, their tongues intertwined and coated with my cum!
I looked down at my cock, which was supposed to be softening after my cumshot, but it was completely hard now, the twin Rakhi ribbons still wrapped around it! Tara and Disha eventually broke the kiss and grinned as they looked at my dumbstruck expression!
"I bet this is the best Rakshabandhan you've ever had!" Tara giggled as she looked at me!
"I think I've died and gone to heaven!" I gasped as the two of them giggled and reached out and teased the tip of my now hard-again cock with their fingers!
"Well, the day isn't over yet! We have a lot more planned for you! Get up and lie back at the top of the bed!" Tara asked me, "We got something fun for you to watch!"
***
I eagerly followed my sister's request and scooted back on the bed, and rested my back against the headboard, my hard cock sticking up like a flagpole! Disha winked at me and whispered, "You're going to enjoy this!" as my sister got off the bed and went over to her cupboard to fetch something!
I was confused when Tara returned with a long box about a foot long and placed it gingerly at the edge of the bed. She then crawled back onto the bed beside her friend, and I watched in anticipation as the two hotties knelt facing each other, looking at me with lustful eyes!
"We thought you'd like to see what your two sisters have been up to when both idiot brothers disappeared on us," Tara said as she looked up at Disha and caressed her face gently.
"He's going to love this!" Disha giggled as Tara leaned in and kissed her!
This was different than the last kiss where they swapped my cum. I was hard as a rock as Tara and Disha kissed passionately, both girls kneeling on my sister's bed! My eyes were fixed on my sister's big tits as they pressed against Disha's as they kissed!
"Mmmm... we made a promise to only fuck the two of you after last time, but we were so horny and couldn't help ourselves!" Disha moaned as Tara's hands reached to her shoulders and gently slipped off Disha's blouse!
I began stroking my cock as I watched Tara lean and kiss along Disha's collarbone, peppering soft kisses and leaving soft lipstick marks on her fair skin as she stripped her best friend!
"Oh... mmm... That feels so fucking good!" Disha moaned as Tara's lips reached the edge of her blouse. My sister gently undid her friend's blouse and pulled it down! Disha's big tits popped out of her blouse as it fell, and I groaned as I stared at those juicy big tits!
Her tits looked so fucking hot! Full teardrop-shaped breasts with dark pink nipples and a big areola. I loved how her tits were firm but still big and bouncy! Tara heard my groan and turned to look at me! "You like what you see, Chotu?"
