Update 35
"Ohhh, come on! He was never going to say no to us! He has always been a softie." Pooja Didi smiled at me triumphantly.
"Well, he might have if he knew what I snuck in!" Tara smirked and opened her bag. She held up a small bottle, full of Vodka, with a mischievous smirk!
"Tara!" Pooja Didi's eyes widened in shock! "Where did you get that!"
Tara giggled and shook her head, "Oh relax! I stole one from the bar while the bartender wasn't looking..."
"Well, it would be a waste to not enjoy it... Getting drunk on school premises does seem quite naughty." Pooja Didi seemed to be impressed as she took the bottle from Tara and unscrewed the lid before taking a swig straight from it!
For the next half hour, Tara and Pooja Didi continued to get tipsier as we walked down the familiar hallways. I wanted to be the responsible one and take care of my girls, so I avoided drinking too much.
We continued walking around, checking out empty classrooms. The girls were still a bit tipsy, but seemed to be enjoying reliving their old memories. Eventually, we wound up at the Principal's office, which luckily was unlocked.
"Look Suraj! We've never been in here alone!" Tara exclaimed as Pooja Didi perked up beside her.
"Both of you seem to be enjoying yourselves!" I observed, as Pooja Didi skipped to Principal Sharma's desk.
"Of course! It brings back so many good memories!" Pooja Didi gushed as Tara nodded in agreement.
"Ohhhh, I miss high school so much!" Tara sighed as she sat down on her old desk.
"Well, I guess being the top students, the two of you probably had a good time, right!"
"Well, it wasn't all fun and games!" Tara admitted. "Being a topper is a lot of hard work! I had to study all the time, and barely had time for anything else!"
Pooja Didi nodded, "Me too! I was always caught up in studying or practicing for the basketball team!" She reminisced.
"Oh! So, is there anything you miss about school?" I asked them curiously. "Anything you regret not doing when you were here?"
"Well... If I were to be honest. I was sometimes jealous of the couples I saw around school... and wished I could experience it too." Tara confessed with a blush, "I didn't date much in school. It was too much of a distraction. But I really wish I had now!"
"Yeah... I was the same. It must have been so naughty to hide and make-out with your boyfriend somewhere in the school!" Pooja Didi fantasized with a drunken blush.
I grinned at her words, and both couldn't help but notice my smirk.
"What? Why are you smiling?" Tara punched me playfully, "It's not like you had a girlfriend back then!"
"Maybe..." I gave them a coy smile.
"What! Spill it, Chotu! Tell us!" Pooja Didi demanded.
I grinned at the two girls, "Well, don't be mad. But Jhanvi and I were secretly dating for the last few months in my final year!" I confessed.
Both Pooja Didi and Tara looked at me with wide eyes as their mouths dropped open. "Whaaattt?" Tara blurted out.
"Yup... So, I guess you are the only two nerds who didn't get to be kissed in school!" I said cheekily.
"That's not fair!" Pooja Didi stomped her feet angrily. Tara also seemed to be jealous.
It was funny to see them this way; both were usually quite reserved and cool-headed. But it was probably the drinks talking! I smiled at them, "Come on... It's not that big of a deal."
But both seemed to be a bit jealous of me and Jhanvi.
"I'm going to go have a word with my sister!" Pooja Didi fumed. "It's not fair that she got to kiss you back then and I didn't! She knew I had a crush on you!"
"Wait! What did you just say?" Tara asked her in surprise.
Pooja Didi gasped and clapped her hands over her mouth. She hadn't meant to blurt out that last part. "I...umm..." Pooja Didi stammered, unsure how to respond. She was blushing deep red.
I decided to change the topic, grinned and walked up to both Pooja Didi and Tara, and put my arm around both their waists. "It's ok girls. It was ages ago. I'm sure the two of you aren't really jealous of a silly kiss from school, right?" I teased them.
Both blushed at my touch, my fingers tracing around their mid-riffs. They didn't pull away though. Pooja Didi cleared her throat and spoke first, "Well, I... I... I don't know about Tara, but I wouldn't have minded if you had asked me to kiss you back then, Chotu! In fact, I probably would have said yes!" Pooja Didi looked down shyly before looking up at me.
Tara couldn't say this obviously, but I could tell she was having similar thoughts. I looked at the two gorgeous women and couldn't help but feel turned on at their admission. I was already fucking both of them separately, why couldn't I just fuck them both together? It was a damned stupid idea and would probably blow up in my face but all the alcohol in my bloodstream and the fact that both women looked absolutely smoking hot in their party attire was making me lose my senses.
"Oh really?" I grinned at Pooja Didi's words, "You would have said yes, huh? And what if I asked you to do that now?"
Pooja Didi blushed, and her cheeks burned red, but she didn't move and just glanced towards Tara cautiously and whispered, "Chotu... what are you saying? I'm married, you know that!"
I ignored her and looked at my sister, "What about you, Tara?" I asked her, "Wouldn't it be fun to make-out in school to make-up for what you both missed out back then? Just the three of us... nobody will know..."
Tara turned to me wide-eyed and a nervous smile on her face, "Are you being serious, Suraj? I'm your sister!" She asked me in a trembling voice,
Both of them were afraid of what I was doing. Afraid that our secret affairs would finally spill. But I didn't care about that anymore.
"Why not? You said yourself that you had regrets about missing out on all the naughty stuff back in school. Here's your chance to do all the naughty stuff you have ever dreamed about!" I said as I traced my hands down both girls' bare backs.
Pooja Didi and Tara shivered as my fingers touched their soft skin. Both were definitely turned on. I had fucked them enough times to know that they liked to be dominated and it was time to take control of the situation.
I pulled the two women towards me by their waists, and they let out a gasp. I leaned in and whispered into Pooja Didi's ear, "Don't worry about Tara. This will be our little secret..." and I leaned in and planted my lips on hers.
I started kissing her softly, slowly increasing the intensity; my lips smashing on hers. Her eyes glanced for a moment towards Tara, but the mixture of alcohol and lust had overpowered her senses. She gave out a low moan and kissed me back, closing her eyes.
"Mmmmphh..." She moaned into my mouth as I pushed my tongue into her mouth, and she instinctively started sucking on it gently. We kissed hungrily, her tongue wrestling with mine, our saliva mixing in our mouths.
After a good thirty seconds, I broke the kiss and Pooja Didi was breathing heavily, her face flushed with arousal and desire. She blushed deep red and looked down, avoiding Tara's gaze.
I then turned to my sister Tara who stood rooted in her spot, watching us kiss with a look of shock, disbelief, and jealousy.
"I think someone is feeling left out. Are you jealous that your high school rival is getting my full attention?"
Pooja Didi's cheeks burned with embarrassment, and she looked like she wanted the ground to swallow her up! "Chotu! You can't kiss me and say things like that... Tara's your sister!"
But I ignored her and kept my eyes focused on my sexy sister. My hands snaked around both their waists and pulled them both in, close to me, pressing their bodies against mine, as I whispered to Tara, "So Tara... Do you want me to kiss you too?"
Tara, who was still a bit tipsy, blushed and stammered, "W-what? No... of course not... I don't care..." she denied.
"So, you are admitting defeat to Didi then?" I asked her with an evil grin, knowing full well I was egging her on, "She gets to kiss me and make-out in school like she had dreamed about back then. And you get nothing?"
Pooja Didi blushed even harder. It looked like she wanted the ground to swallow her up. "Chhotu! Don't tease Tara like that!" She protested weakly, "You know she's your sister! She obviously can't kiss you."
Tara's nostrils flared up at these words and I knew I had her! Tara was always competitive and hated being second. She looked up at Pooja Didi angrily, "What the hell does that mean? So, you can kiss him, even though you are married?!"
"Heyyy! That is not what I meant... I..." Pooja Didi tried to protest, but Tara cut her off, "I've never backed off a competition against you, Pooja! And I sure am not going to start doing so now!"
Then, to Pooja Didi's surprise, and my delight, Tara turned to me "I'll show you what a real high school make-out session is like!"
And before either Pooja Didi or I had time to react, my sister had grabbed my neck and pulled my face down towards her, pressing her full, soft lips on mine!
I moaned in pleasure as my sister started kissing me aggressively, pushing her tongue past my lips and invading my mouth. I was a bit surprised at her passion! Tara had never been this forward with kissing me. Usually she let me dominate her, but here she was attacking my lips with passion. She even pushed my head backwards and pressed her lips hard on mine, her tongue exploring every inch of my mouth!
I could see her glance at a shocked Pooja Didi out of the corner of my eyes, while she continued to make out with me. Pooja Didi was watching the two of us with wide eyes, but I could see a look of arousal in her eyes too!
After a good half minute of aggressive kissing, Tara finally released her grip on the back of my head and pulled back, leaving a string of drool between our lips. My cock was rock hard at her aggression! She turned to Pooja Didi with a triumphant smile!
"Now THAT is how you make out! You need to be a bit more assertive if you are going to compete with me!" Tara gloated.
"Hmph... We'll see about that..." Pooja Didi replied, a competitive fire burning behind her eyes. She looked at me and I could see a hint of lust in those eyes. She licked her lips and whispered to me with a naughty smile, "I want to try that again!"
Without wasting another second, she reached her hands up and grabbed both my cheeks before pulling me down into a passionate kiss. Her arms wrapped tightly around my neck and her tongue darted into my mouth as she kissed and sucked on my lips with a vengeance.
Tara wasn't going to sit idle and watched Pooja Didi make-out with the brother she was so possessive of, "Ohhhh no... I'm not losing again! You think I'm going to let a married slut like you beat me in kissing?" With that, Tara joined in the action, leaning her face over my shoulder and started licking the sides of my lips, pushing aside Pooja Didi's lips, joining her in making out with me!
Both of them were moaning softly into my mouth and I was in heaven, kissing both of those gorgeous women at the same time, was something I could never even have dreamed of! Both their tongues were fighting to get access to the inside of my mouth, their saliva and lips all mingling and mixing up with mine!
We eventually settled into a comfortable rhythm where they would take turns kissing me, alternating every few seconds, with one girl kissing me while the other kissed and licked my neck. It felt amazing and I could smell the musky scent of their perfumes and sweat, the smell of their arousal filling the room.
"Mmmmm... Chhottttuuu..." They moaned my name in unison as we kissed, my lips moving from Tara to Pooja Didi and back again, their lips and saliva mixing with mine and each other.
"Oh goddd... You two are so fucking sexy!", I grunted in pleasure as they both kissed me. My hands squeezed their asses, eliciting gasps and whimpers from both.
"That's not good enough... You need to tell us who's sexier?" Pooja Didi moaned as we made out, "Meee or Taaaaaarraaa?"
"Tell us, Chhotu!" My sister panted between kisses, "Who are you enjoying more? Me or her?"
The girls were not going to let this go and I knew exactly how to resolve the matter! I pulled back from both their lips with a smirk and looked at them, "I can't choose between the two of you... You are both so fucking sexy! But..."
Their faces were flushed, and both were breathing heavily from our intense session of kissing. They both looked at me with lustful eyes, waiting for me to answer their question. "But... if both of you want to prove to me that you're sexier than the other... There is a way I can decide..." I finished with a wicked smile.
***
Meanwhile back at the reunion...
Kishore:
"Kishore, my boy! I'm so happy that you came today. One of our school's most successful alumni!" Principal Sharma squeezed my shoulder warmly, and said, "I heard about you inheriting the business. Congratulations!"
I smiled widely as I nodded with pride, "Yes, Sir. It's a big step, and a big responsibility. But it's a challenge I am eager to rise up to!"
"You know, to be honest, I had assumed that your father would have picked Suraj for the top job. He was always a better student at school. But I'm happy that you've proven me wrong!" Principal Sharma complimented me, in an insulating sort of way.
I gritted my teeth at his words but hid my disdain well under an appreciative smile. "Well, Sir, Suraj may have been smarter back then, but I have always been a hard worker, and my hard work has helped me surpass Suran in more ways than one. I have experience mixed in with my intelligence," I replied, "Speaking of Suraj, why don't we have him join the group! You can ask him yourself why he was my father passed him up!"
I craned my neck to look around for my brother, but Principal Sharma waved his arms in dismissal, "Oh, no, no. That's ok, my boy. He's not here. He went out for a stroll around the school."
"Isn't that area off-limits tonight?" I asked with a raised eyebrow, "You don't want people wandering around and getting into some mischief, do you?!"
"Ho ho ho... He's with Pooja and Tara! I would like to see him try any mischief with those two around... We haven't had any good, well-behaved girls like them since the two of them graduated!" Principal Sharma laughed, "No, no. The three of them should be alright. I trust Pooja and Tara completely!
***
"Aaaaahhhh... Suraaaaj... this is so wrong... Mmmmm... W-we shouldn't be doing this in school!" Pooja Didi moaned as I rubbed my fingers on her pussy. She was leaning back, legs spread apart on the old teacher's desk, her thong pulled to the side, exposing her wet pussy to me.
"Yeah... This is crazy... Oohhhh... I can't believe we are going so far!" Tara gasped beside her, also in her lingerie, as my left hand played with her clit too.
Both their sarees and blouses were lying in a heap on the floor, their expensive dresses discarded by the side of the door, along with my own suit jacket. They were both sitting side by side on the teacher's desk, their legs spread wide apart and their hands covering their tits, desperately trying to hide their arousal at my actions.
"You both started it..." I smirked at my sister and Pooja Didi, "You wanted to prove who is sexier, remember? So, we're doing this contest... fair and square!" I replied smugly.
Tara and Pooja Didi blushed and gasped at my words. I was taking my time to tease them, just barely rubbing my fingers along their dripping pussies and clits. I could tell that they wanted more, but I was denying them what they wanted.
"Aaahhh... you said that... Mmm... you'd be able to tell us by looking at our bodies..." Pooja Didi uttered, her eyes closed and her head rolling back with pleasure, "You said we'll just have to strip for you, and you'd be able to make your decision."
I smiled at the two beauties in front of me. They were both so competitive and drunk with each other that they'd agreed to this contest easily. But looking at their sexy bodies, I wasn't sure how any man on earth could have made a decision one way or the other.
Pooja Didi was wearing a sexy purple lacy bra which struggled to contain her big tits. Her areola and nipples were visible through the fabric. Her smooth stomach led to a pair of matching panties which hugged her juicy ass nicely.
Tara on the other hand wore a lacy pink bra which covered less of her tits than Pooja Didi's and showed off her perky nipples quite well. I could see the outline of her small areolas through the thin material. Her hourglass figure was very similar to Didi's, and it was a struggle to imagine how anyone could compare the two.
Both were biting their lips nervously, but also with a tint of arousal in their eyes. They were enjoying this, despite their reluctance to admit it.
"Well, to be honest, both of you are a perfect 10 in my books!" I told with a devious smile, "So the only way to decide is by figuring out who is the bigger slut!"
"Aaaahhh! What does that have to do with this?" Tara asked with an embarrassed expression.
"Suraj, we can't do this... She is your sister?" Pooja Didi muttered while holding in her moans, "It's bad enough to be doing this with a married woman like me, but you are crossing a line we shouldn't cross!"
"Oh, come on Didi... You both want to win this competition, right?" I said with an evil grin, "And I think you both know that being the biggest slut is the only way to decide it! So, I think it's fair to test you both. The girl who cums the fastest loses!" I explained with a wicked grin and then quickly pulled their panties to the side and slowly inserted one finger each into their pussies, "Whoever doesn't want to play can forfeit and the other one wins!"
Both girls gasped loudly in pleasure and their eyes rolled back in their heads as they felt me enter them, their pussies already soaking wet with arousal. I began moving my fingers slowly, sliding them in-and-out, making the two beauties moan and pant.
"Ahhh... Ahhh... I'm... not going to lose!" Pooja Didi gasped, her hips gyrating with lust, "Ooooohh!! Fuck! Mmmmmm... I'm gonna show... Aahhhh... you who... the real slut is!"
Tara on the other hand, seemed to be in no mood to give in, "Ahhh! You bitch! You won't... OOOHHH... win this! Ahhh!" She exclaimed with determination.
And so, I began moving my fingers faster, my fingers sliding in and out of their pussies with a squelch, their nectar coating them. Their moans increased in frequency and volume, their juices flowing like a waterfall over my fingers.
I continued fucking their pussies like that for a good minute, my fingers rapidly penetrating their pussies. I had done this to them enough times before to know exactly what buttons to push.
First, I moved my thumb in circles around Pooja Didi's clit, eliciting a series of loud squeals of pleasure from her. Her hips were shaking and bucking wildly on my fingers as her pussy tightened around me!
"Ahhhh... Chhotu... Ooohhh.. You are so good! Aahhhh!" Pooja Didi moaned, and her eyes were rolled back in her head in pure ecstasy, "You are so good... MMMM... at this... Oh God! Ahhh!... I'm gonna cum... Ahhh!"
Meanwhile, with my other hand, I hooked my fingers just so slightly to massage the sweet spot inside Tara, causing her eyes to roll back into their sockets. She began gasping and groaning louder than ever before.
"Oooh... Oh Godddd!!!... Suraj... Aaahhhhh!" Tara moaned loudly, her eyes shut tightly, "I can't believe we are doing this... Ooooooohhhhh... This is sooo wrong!"
I was getting so hard, watching these two beauties moan in pleasure, their faces contorting as my fingers fucked them. Their tits bounced up-and-down in rhythm with my fingers and their juices dripped all over their thighs and onto the table.
"Come for me girls... Show me how badly you want it!" I commanded them, "Show your master that you're his biggest slut! Who wants his big fat cock buried inside her?"
Both their eyes widened in lust and their hips bucked forward at the mention of the word 'master', "Ahhh... Master!" Both cried out together.
"Yes... Cum for master..." I growled, "CUM FOR ME!"
Then as if in response to my order, both their bodies spasmed violently and their eyes shot open wide and stared blankly upwards. Their hands gripped the edge of the table, holding on for their dear lives as they tried to hold back the inevitable! I could feel their tight walls contracting around my fingers until...
"AAAHHHH... FFFFFFFFUUUCCCKKK!!" Pooja Didi was the first to cum, unable to resist my commands, her body convulsing with pleasure, her juices gushing all over my hand and the table below her. Her face was frozen in an expression of pure bliss! "OOOOH... GODDDD!!!" She screamed out!
Tara couldn't help it any longer and her own orgasm followed shortly, her hips bucked wildly, and she too began to cum, "Aaaaaahhhh!!!! Yesssss... Oooohhhh! Fuckk! I'm CUMMINGGGG!!! AAAhhhhhh!!!" She screamed out!
I continued finger-fucking both women for a good minute more, prolonging their orgasms and making them scream in ecstasy until finally pulling my hand out from their pussies. My fingers were drenched in their love-juices and their bodies continued to twitch and shudder even after I withdrew.
They were panting loudly, trying to catch their breaths, their hair dishevelled and messy. Their eyes were closed, and their mouths hung wide open, gasping for air like fish out of water.
I looked down at the beautiful women in front of me. They both had just experienced mind shattering orgasms and I hadn't even taken my clothes off yet!
"Looks like Tara won this round..." I announced with a wicked grin to Pooja Didi, who was still panting and gasping after coming hard. She glared in annoyance at Tara, "I'm not losing to her again... we're doing a two-out-of-three!"
And then before Tara or I could respond to Pooja Didi, she got off the table and pushed me back on the chair, kneeling down in front of me, her hands reaching out for my zipper! "What are you doing?" I blurted out, my eyes bulging out as Pooja Didi pulled my pants and my boxers to my knees. My cock sprang out like a steel rod, bouncing up and down in front of Pooja Didi's cute face.
Pooja Didi didn't reply and without wasting a second, she wrapped her lips around my shaft and began bobbing up-and-down my cock. "Fuckkk... Pooooojjaaaa!" I hissed in pleasure. I hadn't expected her to do this. She looked at me with her smoky brown eyes, her mouth stuffed with my meat, my cock disappearing between her lips and down her throat. Her tongue was swirling all over my length, licking every last inch of it.
Tara couldn't believe her eyes, "What the fuck are you doing?!", she exclaimed angrily. Pooja Didi pulled my dick out of her mouth, "Getting started with round 2. The one who makes Suraj cum the fastest wins!" Didi replied, looking up at me and then giving my tip a long, loving slurp, her tongue swirling all over the head, lapping up the pre-cum that had leaked out, savouring the taste.
"Holy fuck! Didi!" I grunted, my eyes rolling back into my skull as I leaned backwards into the chair, overwhelmed from Didi's blowjob, "That feels sooo good! Mmmmm..."
Pooja Didi's head bobbed furiously up-and-down on my cock, her mouth making wet slurping sounds and her hands stroking my cock in time. She was sucking me like her favourite lollipop, savouring and worshiping my cock with her lips and tongue.
Tara, who till now seemed to be shocked, realized that this contest wasn't over and decided to join the fray too, getting down on her knees next to her. "Fine, if that's how you want to play..."
Then my naughty sister opened wide and wrapped her lips around my cock too, her soft lips and Pooja Didi's lips smacking against each other on opposite sides of my rod. They both began sucking on my cock, alternating between each other.
"Oohhh... Fuck... Your mouths feel amazing!"
The two beauties moaned in unison and continued sucking, their tongues licking up-and-down my shaft in tandem. Pooja Didi sucked hard on my shaft, bobbing her head back and forth vigorously, while Tara licked up-and-down the bottom side, occasionally meeting Didi's face at my tip, causing a lewd smooching sound when they touched.
"Mmmmm... I... ahhnnn... can't believe you are actually giving your brother a blowjob!" Pooja Didi moaned between licks, "Mmmph... It's incest!"
"Well, I... wonder... Mmmmmm...what your husband would say about this..." Tara countered, "You... Mmph...are married...Ahhh...And cheating... on him... Mmmmmm..."
"Shut... Up!" Pooja Didi retorted, her tongue swirling over my cock, "Mmmm... I'm... Mmmmph... only doing this to... Ahh... win!" Pooja Didi defended her actions, her mouth filled to the brim.
Tara giggled and pushed Didi away before pulling my cock into her mouth, slobbering all over it, "Ohh... I'm doing this to make sure you don't win... Ahhh... I want to see your face when Suraj cums in my mouth instead of yours!" Tara taunted Pooja Didi, "Mmpppphh! Mmmmph!" She moaned loudly, sucking my cock with gusto, her head bobbing furiously on my cock.
Pooja Didi growled at her in annoyance and squeezed in closer, shoving her face in front of Tara's and pushing her out of the way, my cock slipping out of Tara's mouth and entering Didi's, "Mmmmph... Let me show you how... Aaann... a pro does it!" Didi said before deepthroating me, my entire cock sliding down into her mouth and into the back of her throat!
"Girls... girls... there's more than enough to go around!" I chuckled as both women competed with each other to take my cock. I put my hand on the back of their heads and pulled them back to look up at me. "Let's go over to the principal's couch and then you can both suck me off together!"
Both girls nodded obediently at my words, my dominant tone having an effect on both of them, even in their competitive state. They both scrambled to their feet, and I led them to the old leather couch and took my place there, spreading my legs and resting my arms on the headrest, my erect cock throbbing in the air.
I purposefully didn't leave much space between my legs so that the girls would have to squeeze their bodies close to mine, their big tits squashed against each other as they both got into position. I groaned in appreciation as their tit-flesh squished together, their nipples rubbing against each other through their bras.
Then, they wrapped their lips around my cock and started sucking in tandem, their tongues swirling on opposite sides of my shaft as their mouths slid up-and-down simultaneously. I could feel their nipples and bodies pressed against each other as they worked my cock, their tongues sometimes meeting at the tip, at the top of each stroke.
The girls were literally slobbering all over my cock, their spit dribbling down their chins and onto their breasts in the process. Within minutes, their juicy tits were glistening with a coat of my precum and their saliva. Both girls were lost in pleasing my cock and I took this opportunity to reach down and cup both their tits.
Both moaned in delight when I squeezed and kneaded their soft tits, feeling my rough hands squeezing their mounds of flesh. Their mouths never slowed down, and they continued to worship my manliness with a fury, their tongues and lips working my shaft up-and-down.
I reached behind the girls and unhooked their bras with practiced ease and tossed them away, exposing their naked tits to my eyes. I smiled in satisfaction as the two big pairs of jugs dangled in front of me, bouncing up-and-down as the girls bobbed their heads.
"Mmmm... Tara... Pooja Didi... why don't you use those big, beautiful tits of yours..." I ordered with a growl of lust, "Squeeze your big tits around my dick... I want to see those boobs slide up-and-down on my cock!"
They both pulled their lips off my cock with a pop, my meaty member slick with their saliva and looked at each other. I could tell they were unsure if I was serious.
"Do you want to lose this competition?" I asked, my eyebrows raised.
"No!" Both of them answered meekly in unison and without waiting another moment, both pressed their big tits against each other around my dick, squishing and sandwiching my cock between their tits.
"Ohhhh fuckkk... Yes! Squeeze them tighter girls!" I commanded them, and both obeyed me and pressed their breasts harder together, their hands helping push their tits together, creating a tight vice of tit-flesh around my rod.
My 12-inch cock poked out from the middle of their cleavage; my swollen, purple head leaking precum. Both girls looked up at me with hunger in their eyes, and leaned in, their lips meeting at my tip and both their tongues swirling around my cockhead. They were practically kissing each other around my cock.
The girls alternated between licking and sucking on my cockhead and the sensation was driving me wild! Within a few minutes I was groaning loudly, and I couldn't take it anymore! "Ahhh... Fuckkk! I'm gonna cum!"
This seemed to spur the two women to work even harder and within seconds they were both feverishly licking and sucking on my tip, their tits sliding up-and-down rapidly along my shaft. They were acting like two lusty sluts desperate to swallow my load!
I groaned in pleasure, my balls tightening up against my shaft. And with a gasp I erupted, shooting out rope after rope of hot white cum.
Both girls gasped in shock when I came, their lips still pressed against the tip, and they quickly began swallowing. My thick, creamy semen shot out like a geyser, and both were struggling to gulp down each successive spurt! I was in heaven, the two sluts were working in perfect sync to milk my cock dry, their lips smacking against each other, their tongues and lips coated in my seed.
The two beauties continued milking me for a full minute, their lips and tits never leaving my cock, until my spurting finally stopped and both of them pulled away. Both had cum all over their faces and their tits, and they were both cock-drunk with lust, their faces flushed with arousal and desire.
Then without ANY nudge from me, Pooja Didi leaned in and pressed her lips on Tara's, and started licking off my cum from her mouth, her tongue sliding along her lips, licking up every last drop of my seed from her face. Tara gasped in surprise for a second before responding back, pressing her own lips on Pooja Didi's, her tongue sliding past her lips and into her mouth.
I guess, given that this wasn't my first threesome with either girl, it was quite natural for them to clean up like this. Pooja Didi was used to kissing Jhanvi while Tara had made out with Disha more than once after a slutty blowjob-sandwich just like this.
They continued for a good minute, their lips locked and their tongue swirling around each other, cleaning up my cum. Finally, when both their lips were clear of any trace of my cum they pulled apart with satisfied moans.
"Hope the two of you enjoyed that because I sure as hell did!" I told the two beauties with a smirk.
"Stop being so mean and tell us... who was the better cocksucker?" Tara asked, "Me or Pooja?"
I grinned and was about to answer them when there was a hurried knock on the door with the sound of Principal Sharma calling out for us, "Hello? Is someone in here?"
***
Meanwhile... (Outside the Door)
Principal Sharma had decided to break away from the reunion for a short round of the campus to ensure that everything was in order. As he strolled through the empty hallways, he noticed that while the door to his office was closed, a sliver of light peeked out from under the door.
"Hmm... That's odd..." Principal Sharma mumbled to himself, "I thought I had turned the lights off earlier..."
He approached the door and paused for a moment before turning the handle, which was unexpectedly locked from the inside.
"Hello? Is someone in here?" Principal Sharma called out, "This area is off-limits!"
He was greeted with a long silence, which was then broken by the sound of scuffling feet. Principal Sharma frowned and knocked on the door. "Who's in there?"
Suddenly the lock clicked, and the door opened just a smidge. A familiar young face peered out. "H-Hi, Principal Sharma!" It was Pooja.
But more than her face, his eyes were immediately drawn to her clothing, or rather lack thereof. Pooja was obviously not wearing her blouse and holding her saree pallu over her bare chest in an attempt to cover herself.
Despite being over 50, he was still a man, and he blushed red at the sight of her ample tits which were almost spilling out from behind the thin garment she was holding up.
"P-Pooja!" he exclaimed, taken aback. "W-What are you doing here? And w-why aren't you wearing anything?"
"I... umm... I... sort of had a wardrobe malfunction," Pooja said sheepishly, her cheeks burning red with embarrassment. "My blouse was...ahhh... a bit too tight for my... you know..."
"You are in there like that with Suraj and Tara?" Principal Sharma asked her suspiciously.
"Oh, Tara and Suraj? You can see they aren't here." Pooja asked innocently, pulling the door open a little bit to show Principal Sharma the empty office. While she did this, her saree slipped a tiny bit, revealing the side swell of her right breast for just a brief flash. "They went back to get me something to wear. They should be back in a moment!"
"Oh okay..." Principal Sharma said in relief, "Now you stay in there while you wait. I don't want anyone else to...err... see you like this."
Pooja nodded obediently, "Yes, Sir."
"Good. Now don't open the door for anyone else." Principal Sharma said and turned to walk back to the reunion. He glanced back once more before going down the hallway, but Pooja had already shut the door.
***
"That was close..." Pooja Didi muttered with a relieved sigh and turned to Tara and me who were squeezed behind the door, completely naked.
"Too close... but I think you were quite convincing. I doubt anyone will disturb us again..." I said with a wicked grin as I wrapped my arms around both girls, cupping their tits in my hands and began kissing them in turns.
They both moaned softly, saying nothing and leaning into the kisses. They both wanted more as if to confirm my suspicions, both their hands seemed to have found their way to my cock while we kissed. They began to stroke me gently back to life, their fingers running over my sensitive shaft.
"Round 3?" I whispered softly and both looked at each other nervously for a second before nodding, their lust overpowering their sense of reason.
I smirked at them and then pulled them both towards the principal's couch, "Alright then, I think I know how we will decide this contest!"
***
Round 3
"Ok, now point your asses to me!" I ordered Pooja Didi and Tara and they both nodded obediently. They were both bent over the old leather coach with their hands on the headrest and their big, juicy asses facing me.
Both were looking back nervously at me, watching me stroke my hard, meaty cock to full mast.
"What... what are you going to do...?" Pooja Didi asked me, her pussy dripping with arousal and her eyes glazed over with desire, her competitive spirit temporarily subdued by her lust for my cock. Her ass was twitching, and her juicy pussy glistened with need.
I smirked and rubbed their pussies with my hand. They both let out a soft, involuntary moan of pleasure, their faces blushing red with shame and embarrassment from enjoying the touch of my hand on their most sensitive area.
"Well... I'm just going to fuck you both... See who lasts longer..." I said with a smirk. "And whoever cums first loses..."
"I can't believe we're actually doing this..." Tara murmured, looking at Pooja Didi with a hint of fear in her eyes. "We are both going to fuck my brother, together..."
"I-It's all your fault!" Pooja Didi shot back, "You were being such a slut and I couldn't lose to you!" She accused Tara, "I'm not letting you win at anything again!"
I grinned as their bickering started again and slapped my thick, hard cock alternatively between both their asses, the fat head of my shaft pressing up against both their pussies. They both gasped in shock at my action, their pussies quivering in anticipation.
"Are you ready for Master's cock?" I teased Pooja Didi, rubbing the head of my cock along her pussy. She whimpered in reply and her legs shook with anticipation and desire. "Y-yes! Please... I need your cock... Masterrr..."
"And you Tara... Are you a cock slut?" I asked Tara, rubbing the tip of my cock along her slit and she nodded eagerly in reply, "M-Master... Please put it i-inside me... I'm a huge slut for your cock!" She gasped, her pussy dripping wet with lust and her hips gyrated in circles, trying to impale herself on my rod. I loved hearing these dirty words come out of her mouth.
I grinned and slowly inserted my cock into Tara's pussy, her lips spreading to accommodate my girth as I slid my shaft deeper and deeper with every slow thrust until my entire length was sheathed inside her. "Ohhh... Mmmmm... Fuckk... Sooo big..." Tara moaned loudly in pleasure as I slowly began thrusting in and out of her.
"Ahhh... Chhottuu..." Pooja Didi whined, watching me fuck Tara. She looked at me with puppy eyes, begging me, "I-I need you inside me... Master... Please... fuck my pussy too..."
I smirked and pulled my dick out of Tara. Her lips clung to my shaft as I withdrew, reluctant to let me go and she let out a disappointed gasp. Then without wasting any time, I slammed my cock deep inside Pooja Didi's soaking cunt. She moaned in delight as I entered her and then just like with Tara, I began to slowly thrust my cock in-and-out of her, sliding my entire length into her tight snatch. "Ohh... God... You are soo deep inside me... Masterrr!" Pooja Didi gasped in pleasure.
I alternated my thrusts between them, fucking one girl for a few strokes and then pulling out and entering the other, making sure to fill each of them equally. They moaned like two horny sluts, their voices mingling and filling up the entire room.
"Ahhh... Suraj... Mmm... This feels so wrong! Pooja is watching us fuck... Ahhh... But this feels sooo good... I can't get enough... Ahhhh!" Tara cried in ecstasy, her body rocking back and forth with every powerful thrust of my cock.
"Mmmmmphh... It's ok Tara... I know how good it feels... Ooohhh... Ahhh... To be filled by him... Ahhh..." Pooja replied with a lustful groan, "Just enjoy it... Ahhh... We are both sluts for Chhottu... "
"Ahhh... Yes! I am!" Tara gasped and her eyes closed and rolled backwards in pure bliss, "I love being his slut!"
"You both are my sluts from now on!" I growled dominantly and both moaned in response, "I'm going to teach you girls a lesson that you should have learnt a long time ago!" I continued, my cock pistoning in-and-out of them.
"Oooohhh... What lesson is that...?" Pooja Didi panted and gasped in pleasure, her voice barely audible between all the slapping and smacking and moaning and grunting.
"That you shouldn't compete with each other!" I growled, my cock slamming in and out og both of them, their pussies gripping my cock tightly, "Because I can't choose between the two of you!" And I meant it.
Both of them were perfect in their own way, Pooja Didi with her sexy curves and big boobs and Tara with her hourglass figure and even bigger tits. There was no comparison, and I loved fucking both equally. They may not be able to accept it, but I knew they both felt the same.
"Mmmmmph... Ohh... Ahhh... You really think that... Ahh... Ahhh... Chhottuu..." Tara moaned and grunted, her body shaking with pleasure, her big boobs swinging wildly back-and-forth. I leaned in and cupped my sister's tits, pinching her nipples, causing her to squeal and gasp in delight!
"Well, he might have if he knew what I snuck in!" Tara smirked and opened her bag. She held up a small bottle, full of Vodka, with a mischievous smirk!
"Tara!" Pooja Didi's eyes widened in shock! "Where did you get that!"
Tara giggled and shook her head, "Oh relax! I stole one from the bar while the bartender wasn't looking..."
"Well, it would be a waste to not enjoy it... Getting drunk on school premises does seem quite naughty." Pooja Didi seemed to be impressed as she took the bottle from Tara and unscrewed the lid before taking a swig straight from it!
For the next half hour, Tara and Pooja Didi continued to get tipsier as we walked down the familiar hallways. I wanted to be the responsible one and take care of my girls, so I avoided drinking too much.
We continued walking around, checking out empty classrooms. The girls were still a bit tipsy, but seemed to be enjoying reliving their old memories. Eventually, we wound up at the Principal's office, which luckily was unlocked.
"Look Suraj! We've never been in here alone!" Tara exclaimed as Pooja Didi perked up beside her.
"Both of you seem to be enjoying yourselves!" I observed, as Pooja Didi skipped to Principal Sharma's desk.
"Of course! It brings back so many good memories!" Pooja Didi gushed as Tara nodded in agreement.
"Ohhhh, I miss high school so much!" Tara sighed as she sat down on her old desk.
"Well, I guess being the top students, the two of you probably had a good time, right!"
"Well, it wasn't all fun and games!" Tara admitted. "Being a topper is a lot of hard work! I had to study all the time, and barely had time for anything else!"
Pooja Didi nodded, "Me too! I was always caught up in studying or practicing for the basketball team!" She reminisced.
"Oh! So, is there anything you miss about school?" I asked them curiously. "Anything you regret not doing when you were here?"
"Well... If I were to be honest. I was sometimes jealous of the couples I saw around school... and wished I could experience it too." Tara confessed with a blush, "I didn't date much in school. It was too much of a distraction. But I really wish I had now!"
"Yeah... I was the same. It must have been so naughty to hide and make-out with your boyfriend somewhere in the school!" Pooja Didi fantasized with a drunken blush.
I grinned at her words, and both couldn't help but notice my smirk.
"What? Why are you smiling?" Tara punched me playfully, "It's not like you had a girlfriend back then!"
"Maybe..." I gave them a coy smile.
"What! Spill it, Chotu! Tell us!" Pooja Didi demanded.
I grinned at the two girls, "Well, don't be mad. But Jhanvi and I were secretly dating for the last few months in my final year!" I confessed.
Both Pooja Didi and Tara looked at me with wide eyes as their mouths dropped open. "Whaaattt?" Tara blurted out.
"Yup... So, I guess you are the only two nerds who didn't get to be kissed in school!" I said cheekily.
"That's not fair!" Pooja Didi stomped her feet angrily. Tara also seemed to be jealous.
It was funny to see them this way; both were usually quite reserved and cool-headed. But it was probably the drinks talking! I smiled at them, "Come on... It's not that big of a deal."
But both seemed to be a bit jealous of me and Jhanvi.
"I'm going to go have a word with my sister!" Pooja Didi fumed. "It's not fair that she got to kiss you back then and I didn't! She knew I had a crush on you!"
"Wait! What did you just say?" Tara asked her in surprise.
Pooja Didi gasped and clapped her hands over her mouth. She hadn't meant to blurt out that last part. "I...umm..." Pooja Didi stammered, unsure how to respond. She was blushing deep red.
I decided to change the topic, grinned and walked up to both Pooja Didi and Tara, and put my arm around both their waists. "It's ok girls. It was ages ago. I'm sure the two of you aren't really jealous of a silly kiss from school, right?" I teased them.
Both blushed at my touch, my fingers tracing around their mid-riffs. They didn't pull away though. Pooja Didi cleared her throat and spoke first, "Well, I... I... I don't know about Tara, but I wouldn't have minded if you had asked me to kiss you back then, Chotu! In fact, I probably would have said yes!" Pooja Didi looked down shyly before looking up at me.
Tara couldn't say this obviously, but I could tell she was having similar thoughts. I looked at the two gorgeous women and couldn't help but feel turned on at their admission. I was already fucking both of them separately, why couldn't I just fuck them both together? It was a damned stupid idea and would probably blow up in my face but all the alcohol in my bloodstream and the fact that both women looked absolutely smoking hot in their party attire was making me lose my senses.
"Oh really?" I grinned at Pooja Didi's words, "You would have said yes, huh? And what if I asked you to do that now?"
Pooja Didi blushed, and her cheeks burned red, but she didn't move and just glanced towards Tara cautiously and whispered, "Chotu... what are you saying? I'm married, you know that!"
I ignored her and looked at my sister, "What about you, Tara?" I asked her, "Wouldn't it be fun to make-out in school to make-up for what you both missed out back then? Just the three of us... nobody will know..."
Tara turned to me wide-eyed and a nervous smile on her face, "Are you being serious, Suraj? I'm your sister!" She asked me in a trembling voice,
Both of them were afraid of what I was doing. Afraid that our secret affairs would finally spill. But I didn't care about that anymore.
"Why not? You said yourself that you had regrets about missing out on all the naughty stuff back in school. Here's your chance to do all the naughty stuff you have ever dreamed about!" I said as I traced my hands down both girls' bare backs.
Pooja Didi and Tara shivered as my fingers touched their soft skin. Both were definitely turned on. I had fucked them enough times to know that they liked to be dominated and it was time to take control of the situation.
I pulled the two women towards me by their waists, and they let out a gasp. I leaned in and whispered into Pooja Didi's ear, "Don't worry about Tara. This will be our little secret..." and I leaned in and planted my lips on hers.
I started kissing her softly, slowly increasing the intensity; my lips smashing on hers. Her eyes glanced for a moment towards Tara, but the mixture of alcohol and lust had overpowered her senses. She gave out a low moan and kissed me back, closing her eyes.
"Mmmmphh..." She moaned into my mouth as I pushed my tongue into her mouth, and she instinctively started sucking on it gently. We kissed hungrily, her tongue wrestling with mine, our saliva mixing in our mouths.
After a good thirty seconds, I broke the kiss and Pooja Didi was breathing heavily, her face flushed with arousal and desire. She blushed deep red and looked down, avoiding Tara's gaze.
I then turned to my sister Tara who stood rooted in her spot, watching us kiss with a look of shock, disbelief, and jealousy.
"I think someone is feeling left out. Are you jealous that your high school rival is getting my full attention?"
Pooja Didi's cheeks burned with embarrassment, and she looked like she wanted the ground to swallow her up! "Chotu! You can't kiss me and say things like that... Tara's your sister!"
But I ignored her and kept my eyes focused on my sexy sister. My hands snaked around both their waists and pulled them both in, close to me, pressing their bodies against mine, as I whispered to Tara, "So Tara... Do you want me to kiss you too?"
Tara, who was still a bit tipsy, blushed and stammered, "W-what? No... of course not... I don't care..." she denied.
"So, you are admitting defeat to Didi then?" I asked her with an evil grin, knowing full well I was egging her on, "She gets to kiss me and make-out in school like she had dreamed about back then. And you get nothing?"
Pooja Didi blushed even harder. It looked like she wanted the ground to swallow her up. "Chhotu! Don't tease Tara like that!" She protested weakly, "You know she's your sister! She obviously can't kiss you."
Tara's nostrils flared up at these words and I knew I had her! Tara was always competitive and hated being second. She looked up at Pooja Didi angrily, "What the hell does that mean? So, you can kiss him, even though you are married?!"
"Heyyy! That is not what I meant... I..." Pooja Didi tried to protest, but Tara cut her off, "I've never backed off a competition against you, Pooja! And I sure am not going to start doing so now!"
Then, to Pooja Didi's surprise, and my delight, Tara turned to me "I'll show you what a real high school make-out session is like!"
And before either Pooja Didi or I had time to react, my sister had grabbed my neck and pulled my face down towards her, pressing her full, soft lips on mine!
I moaned in pleasure as my sister started kissing me aggressively, pushing her tongue past my lips and invading my mouth. I was a bit surprised at her passion! Tara had never been this forward with kissing me. Usually she let me dominate her, but here she was attacking my lips with passion. She even pushed my head backwards and pressed her lips hard on mine, her tongue exploring every inch of my mouth!
I could see her glance at a shocked Pooja Didi out of the corner of my eyes, while she continued to make out with me. Pooja Didi was watching the two of us with wide eyes, but I could see a look of arousal in her eyes too!
After a good half minute of aggressive kissing, Tara finally released her grip on the back of my head and pulled back, leaving a string of drool between our lips. My cock was rock hard at her aggression! She turned to Pooja Didi with a triumphant smile!
"Now THAT is how you make out! You need to be a bit more assertive if you are going to compete with me!" Tara gloated.
"Hmph... We'll see about that..." Pooja Didi replied, a competitive fire burning behind her eyes. She looked at me and I could see a hint of lust in those eyes. She licked her lips and whispered to me with a naughty smile, "I want to try that again!"
Without wasting another second, she reached her hands up and grabbed both my cheeks before pulling me down into a passionate kiss. Her arms wrapped tightly around my neck and her tongue darted into my mouth as she kissed and sucked on my lips with a vengeance.
Tara wasn't going to sit idle and watched Pooja Didi make-out with the brother she was so possessive of, "Ohhhh no... I'm not losing again! You think I'm going to let a married slut like you beat me in kissing?" With that, Tara joined in the action, leaning her face over my shoulder and started licking the sides of my lips, pushing aside Pooja Didi's lips, joining her in making out with me!
Both of them were moaning softly into my mouth and I was in heaven, kissing both of those gorgeous women at the same time, was something I could never even have dreamed of! Both their tongues were fighting to get access to the inside of my mouth, their saliva and lips all mingling and mixing up with mine!
We eventually settled into a comfortable rhythm where they would take turns kissing me, alternating every few seconds, with one girl kissing me while the other kissed and licked my neck. It felt amazing and I could smell the musky scent of their perfumes and sweat, the smell of their arousal filling the room.
"Mmmmm... Chhottttuuu..." They moaned my name in unison as we kissed, my lips moving from Tara to Pooja Didi and back again, their lips and saliva mixing with mine and each other.
"Oh goddd... You two are so fucking sexy!", I grunted in pleasure as they both kissed me. My hands squeezed their asses, eliciting gasps and whimpers from both.
"That's not good enough... You need to tell us who's sexier?" Pooja Didi moaned as we made out, "Meee or Taaaaaarraaa?"
"Tell us, Chhotu!" My sister panted between kisses, "Who are you enjoying more? Me or her?"
The girls were not going to let this go and I knew exactly how to resolve the matter! I pulled back from both their lips with a smirk and looked at them, "I can't choose between the two of you... You are both so fucking sexy! But..."
Their faces were flushed, and both were breathing heavily from our intense session of kissing. They both looked at me with lustful eyes, waiting for me to answer their question. "But... if both of you want to prove to me that you're sexier than the other... There is a way I can decide..." I finished with a wicked smile.
***
Meanwhile back at the reunion...
Kishore:
"Kishore, my boy! I'm so happy that you came today. One of our school's most successful alumni!" Principal Sharma squeezed my shoulder warmly, and said, "I heard about you inheriting the business. Congratulations!"
I smiled widely as I nodded with pride, "Yes, Sir. It's a big step, and a big responsibility. But it's a challenge I am eager to rise up to!"
"You know, to be honest, I had assumed that your father would have picked Suraj for the top job. He was always a better student at school. But I'm happy that you've proven me wrong!" Principal Sharma complimented me, in an insulating sort of way.
I gritted my teeth at his words but hid my disdain well under an appreciative smile. "Well, Sir, Suraj may have been smarter back then, but I have always been a hard worker, and my hard work has helped me surpass Suran in more ways than one. I have experience mixed in with my intelligence," I replied, "Speaking of Suraj, why don't we have him join the group! You can ask him yourself why he was my father passed him up!"
I craned my neck to look around for my brother, but Principal Sharma waved his arms in dismissal, "Oh, no, no. That's ok, my boy. He's not here. He went out for a stroll around the school."
"Isn't that area off-limits tonight?" I asked with a raised eyebrow, "You don't want people wandering around and getting into some mischief, do you?!"
"Ho ho ho... He's with Pooja and Tara! I would like to see him try any mischief with those two around... We haven't had any good, well-behaved girls like them since the two of them graduated!" Principal Sharma laughed, "No, no. The three of them should be alright. I trust Pooja and Tara completely!
***
"Aaaaahhhh... Suraaaaj... this is so wrong... Mmmmm... W-we shouldn't be doing this in school!" Pooja Didi moaned as I rubbed my fingers on her pussy. She was leaning back, legs spread apart on the old teacher's desk, her thong pulled to the side, exposing her wet pussy to me.
"Yeah... This is crazy... Oohhhh... I can't believe we are going so far!" Tara gasped beside her, also in her lingerie, as my left hand played with her clit too.
Both their sarees and blouses were lying in a heap on the floor, their expensive dresses discarded by the side of the door, along with my own suit jacket. They were both sitting side by side on the teacher's desk, their legs spread wide apart and their hands covering their tits, desperately trying to hide their arousal at my actions.
"You both started it..." I smirked at my sister and Pooja Didi, "You wanted to prove who is sexier, remember? So, we're doing this contest... fair and square!" I replied smugly.
Tara and Pooja Didi blushed and gasped at my words. I was taking my time to tease them, just barely rubbing my fingers along their dripping pussies and clits. I could tell that they wanted more, but I was denying them what they wanted.
"Aaahhh... you said that... Mmm... you'd be able to tell us by looking at our bodies..." Pooja Didi uttered, her eyes closed and her head rolling back with pleasure, "You said we'll just have to strip for you, and you'd be able to make your decision."
I smiled at the two beauties in front of me. They were both so competitive and drunk with each other that they'd agreed to this contest easily. But looking at their sexy bodies, I wasn't sure how any man on earth could have made a decision one way or the other.
Pooja Didi was wearing a sexy purple lacy bra which struggled to contain her big tits. Her areola and nipples were visible through the fabric. Her smooth stomach led to a pair of matching panties which hugged her juicy ass nicely.
Tara on the other hand wore a lacy pink bra which covered less of her tits than Pooja Didi's and showed off her perky nipples quite well. I could see the outline of her small areolas through the thin material. Her hourglass figure was very similar to Didi's, and it was a struggle to imagine how anyone could compare the two.
Both were biting their lips nervously, but also with a tint of arousal in their eyes. They were enjoying this, despite their reluctance to admit it.
"Well, to be honest, both of you are a perfect 10 in my books!" I told with a devious smile, "So the only way to decide is by figuring out who is the bigger slut!"
"Aaaahhh! What does that have to do with this?" Tara asked with an embarrassed expression.
"Suraj, we can't do this... She is your sister?" Pooja Didi muttered while holding in her moans, "It's bad enough to be doing this with a married woman like me, but you are crossing a line we shouldn't cross!"
"Oh, come on Didi... You both want to win this competition, right?" I said with an evil grin, "And I think you both know that being the biggest slut is the only way to decide it! So, I think it's fair to test you both. The girl who cums the fastest loses!" I explained with a wicked grin and then quickly pulled their panties to the side and slowly inserted one finger each into their pussies, "Whoever doesn't want to play can forfeit and the other one wins!"
Both girls gasped loudly in pleasure and their eyes rolled back in their heads as they felt me enter them, their pussies already soaking wet with arousal. I began moving my fingers slowly, sliding them in-and-out, making the two beauties moan and pant.
"Ahhh... Ahhh... I'm... not going to lose!" Pooja Didi gasped, her hips gyrating with lust, "Ooooohh!! Fuck! Mmmmmm... I'm gonna show... Aahhhh... you who... the real slut is!"
Tara on the other hand, seemed to be in no mood to give in, "Ahhh! You bitch! You won't... OOOHHH... win this! Ahhh!" She exclaimed with determination.
And so, I began moving my fingers faster, my fingers sliding in and out of their pussies with a squelch, their nectar coating them. Their moans increased in frequency and volume, their juices flowing like a waterfall over my fingers.
I continued fucking their pussies like that for a good minute, my fingers rapidly penetrating their pussies. I had done this to them enough times before to know exactly what buttons to push.
First, I moved my thumb in circles around Pooja Didi's clit, eliciting a series of loud squeals of pleasure from her. Her hips were shaking and bucking wildly on my fingers as her pussy tightened around me!
"Ahhhh... Chhotu... Ooohhh.. You are so good! Aahhhh!" Pooja Didi moaned, and her eyes were rolled back in her head in pure ecstasy, "You are so good... MMMM... at this... Oh God! Ahhh!... I'm gonna cum... Ahhh!"
Meanwhile, with my other hand, I hooked my fingers just so slightly to massage the sweet spot inside Tara, causing her eyes to roll back into their sockets. She began gasping and groaning louder than ever before.
"Oooh... Oh Godddd!!!... Suraj... Aaahhhhh!" Tara moaned loudly, her eyes shut tightly, "I can't believe we are doing this... Ooooooohhhhh... This is sooo wrong!"
I was getting so hard, watching these two beauties moan in pleasure, their faces contorting as my fingers fucked them. Their tits bounced up-and-down in rhythm with my fingers and their juices dripped all over their thighs and onto the table.
"Come for me girls... Show me how badly you want it!" I commanded them, "Show your master that you're his biggest slut! Who wants his big fat cock buried inside her?"
Both their eyes widened in lust and their hips bucked forward at the mention of the word 'master', "Ahhh... Master!" Both cried out together.
"Yes... Cum for master..." I growled, "CUM FOR ME!"
Then as if in response to my order, both their bodies spasmed violently and their eyes shot open wide and stared blankly upwards. Their hands gripped the edge of the table, holding on for their dear lives as they tried to hold back the inevitable! I could feel their tight walls contracting around my fingers until...
"AAAHHHH... FFFFFFFFUUUCCCKKK!!" Pooja Didi was the first to cum, unable to resist my commands, her body convulsing with pleasure, her juices gushing all over my hand and the table below her. Her face was frozen in an expression of pure bliss! "OOOOH... GODDDD!!!" She screamed out!
Tara couldn't help it any longer and her own orgasm followed shortly, her hips bucked wildly, and she too began to cum, "Aaaaaahhhh!!!! Yesssss... Oooohhhh! Fuckk! I'm CUMMINGGGG!!! AAAhhhhhh!!!" She screamed out!
I continued finger-fucking both women for a good minute more, prolonging their orgasms and making them scream in ecstasy until finally pulling my hand out from their pussies. My fingers were drenched in their love-juices and their bodies continued to twitch and shudder even after I withdrew.
They were panting loudly, trying to catch their breaths, their hair dishevelled and messy. Their eyes were closed, and their mouths hung wide open, gasping for air like fish out of water.
I looked down at the beautiful women in front of me. They both had just experienced mind shattering orgasms and I hadn't even taken my clothes off yet!
"Looks like Tara won this round..." I announced with a wicked grin to Pooja Didi, who was still panting and gasping after coming hard. She glared in annoyance at Tara, "I'm not losing to her again... we're doing a two-out-of-three!"
And then before Tara or I could respond to Pooja Didi, she got off the table and pushed me back on the chair, kneeling down in front of me, her hands reaching out for my zipper! "What are you doing?" I blurted out, my eyes bulging out as Pooja Didi pulled my pants and my boxers to my knees. My cock sprang out like a steel rod, bouncing up and down in front of Pooja Didi's cute face.
Pooja Didi didn't reply and without wasting a second, she wrapped her lips around my shaft and began bobbing up-and-down my cock. "Fuckkk... Pooooojjaaaa!" I hissed in pleasure. I hadn't expected her to do this. She looked at me with her smoky brown eyes, her mouth stuffed with my meat, my cock disappearing between her lips and down her throat. Her tongue was swirling all over my length, licking every last inch of it.
Tara couldn't believe her eyes, "What the fuck are you doing?!", she exclaimed angrily. Pooja Didi pulled my dick out of her mouth, "Getting started with round 2. The one who makes Suraj cum the fastest wins!" Didi replied, looking up at me and then giving my tip a long, loving slurp, her tongue swirling all over the head, lapping up the pre-cum that had leaked out, savouring the taste.
"Holy fuck! Didi!" I grunted, my eyes rolling back into my skull as I leaned backwards into the chair, overwhelmed from Didi's blowjob, "That feels sooo good! Mmmmm..."
Pooja Didi's head bobbed furiously up-and-down on my cock, her mouth making wet slurping sounds and her hands stroking my cock in time. She was sucking me like her favourite lollipop, savouring and worshiping my cock with her lips and tongue.
Tara, who till now seemed to be shocked, realized that this contest wasn't over and decided to join the fray too, getting down on her knees next to her. "Fine, if that's how you want to play..."
Then my naughty sister opened wide and wrapped her lips around my cock too, her soft lips and Pooja Didi's lips smacking against each other on opposite sides of my rod. They both began sucking on my cock, alternating between each other.
"Oohhh... Fuck... Your mouths feel amazing!"
The two beauties moaned in unison and continued sucking, their tongues licking up-and-down my shaft in tandem. Pooja Didi sucked hard on my shaft, bobbing her head back and forth vigorously, while Tara licked up-and-down the bottom side, occasionally meeting Didi's face at my tip, causing a lewd smooching sound when they touched.
"Mmmmm... I... ahhnnn... can't believe you are actually giving your brother a blowjob!" Pooja Didi moaned between licks, "Mmmph... It's incest!"
"Well, I... wonder... Mmmmmm...what your husband would say about this..." Tara countered, "You... Mmph...are married...Ahhh...And cheating... on him... Mmmmmm..."
"Shut... Up!" Pooja Didi retorted, her tongue swirling over my cock, "Mmmm... I'm... Mmmmph... only doing this to... Ahh... win!" Pooja Didi defended her actions, her mouth filled to the brim.
Tara giggled and pushed Didi away before pulling my cock into her mouth, slobbering all over it, "Ohh... I'm doing this to make sure you don't win... Ahhh... I want to see your face when Suraj cums in my mouth instead of yours!" Tara taunted Pooja Didi, "Mmpppphh! Mmmmph!" She moaned loudly, sucking my cock with gusto, her head bobbing furiously on my cock.
Pooja Didi growled at her in annoyance and squeezed in closer, shoving her face in front of Tara's and pushing her out of the way, my cock slipping out of Tara's mouth and entering Didi's, "Mmmmph... Let me show you how... Aaann... a pro does it!" Didi said before deepthroating me, my entire cock sliding down into her mouth and into the back of her throat!
"Girls... girls... there's more than enough to go around!" I chuckled as both women competed with each other to take my cock. I put my hand on the back of their heads and pulled them back to look up at me. "Let's go over to the principal's couch and then you can both suck me off together!"
Both girls nodded obediently at my words, my dominant tone having an effect on both of them, even in their competitive state. They both scrambled to their feet, and I led them to the old leather couch and took my place there, spreading my legs and resting my arms on the headrest, my erect cock throbbing in the air.
I purposefully didn't leave much space between my legs so that the girls would have to squeeze their bodies close to mine, their big tits squashed against each other as they both got into position. I groaned in appreciation as their tit-flesh squished together, their nipples rubbing against each other through their bras.
Then, they wrapped their lips around my cock and started sucking in tandem, their tongues swirling on opposite sides of my shaft as their mouths slid up-and-down simultaneously. I could feel their nipples and bodies pressed against each other as they worked my cock, their tongues sometimes meeting at the tip, at the top of each stroke.
The girls were literally slobbering all over my cock, their spit dribbling down their chins and onto their breasts in the process. Within minutes, their juicy tits were glistening with a coat of my precum and their saliva. Both girls were lost in pleasing my cock and I took this opportunity to reach down and cup both their tits.
Both moaned in delight when I squeezed and kneaded their soft tits, feeling my rough hands squeezing their mounds of flesh. Their mouths never slowed down, and they continued to worship my manliness with a fury, their tongues and lips working my shaft up-and-down.
I reached behind the girls and unhooked their bras with practiced ease and tossed them away, exposing their naked tits to my eyes. I smiled in satisfaction as the two big pairs of jugs dangled in front of me, bouncing up-and-down as the girls bobbed their heads.
"Mmmm... Tara... Pooja Didi... why don't you use those big, beautiful tits of yours..." I ordered with a growl of lust, "Squeeze your big tits around my dick... I want to see those boobs slide up-and-down on my cock!"
They both pulled their lips off my cock with a pop, my meaty member slick with their saliva and looked at each other. I could tell they were unsure if I was serious.
"Do you want to lose this competition?" I asked, my eyebrows raised.
"No!" Both of them answered meekly in unison and without waiting another moment, both pressed their big tits against each other around my dick, squishing and sandwiching my cock between their tits.
"Ohhhh fuckkk... Yes! Squeeze them tighter girls!" I commanded them, and both obeyed me and pressed their breasts harder together, their hands helping push their tits together, creating a tight vice of tit-flesh around my rod.
My 12-inch cock poked out from the middle of their cleavage; my swollen, purple head leaking precum. Both girls looked up at me with hunger in their eyes, and leaned in, their lips meeting at my tip and both their tongues swirling around my cockhead. They were practically kissing each other around my cock.
The girls alternated between licking and sucking on my cockhead and the sensation was driving me wild! Within a few minutes I was groaning loudly, and I couldn't take it anymore! "Ahhh... Fuckkk! I'm gonna cum!"
This seemed to spur the two women to work even harder and within seconds they were both feverishly licking and sucking on my tip, their tits sliding up-and-down rapidly along my shaft. They were acting like two lusty sluts desperate to swallow my load!
I groaned in pleasure, my balls tightening up against my shaft. And with a gasp I erupted, shooting out rope after rope of hot white cum.
Both girls gasped in shock when I came, their lips still pressed against the tip, and they quickly began swallowing. My thick, creamy semen shot out like a geyser, and both were struggling to gulp down each successive spurt! I was in heaven, the two sluts were working in perfect sync to milk my cock dry, their lips smacking against each other, their tongues and lips coated in my seed.
The two beauties continued milking me for a full minute, their lips and tits never leaving my cock, until my spurting finally stopped and both of them pulled away. Both had cum all over their faces and their tits, and they were both cock-drunk with lust, their faces flushed with arousal and desire.
Then without ANY nudge from me, Pooja Didi leaned in and pressed her lips on Tara's, and started licking off my cum from her mouth, her tongue sliding along her lips, licking up every last drop of my seed from her face. Tara gasped in surprise for a second before responding back, pressing her own lips on Pooja Didi's, her tongue sliding past her lips and into her mouth.
I guess, given that this wasn't my first threesome with either girl, it was quite natural for them to clean up like this. Pooja Didi was used to kissing Jhanvi while Tara had made out with Disha more than once after a slutty blowjob-sandwich just like this.
They continued for a good minute, their lips locked and their tongue swirling around each other, cleaning up my cum. Finally, when both their lips were clear of any trace of my cum they pulled apart with satisfied moans.
"Hope the two of you enjoyed that because I sure as hell did!" I told the two beauties with a smirk.
"Stop being so mean and tell us... who was the better cocksucker?" Tara asked, "Me or Pooja?"
I grinned and was about to answer them when there was a hurried knock on the door with the sound of Principal Sharma calling out for us, "Hello? Is someone in here?"
***
Meanwhile... (Outside the Door)
Principal Sharma had decided to break away from the reunion for a short round of the campus to ensure that everything was in order. As he strolled through the empty hallways, he noticed that while the door to his office was closed, a sliver of light peeked out from under the door.
"Hmm... That's odd..." Principal Sharma mumbled to himself, "I thought I had turned the lights off earlier..."
He approached the door and paused for a moment before turning the handle, which was unexpectedly locked from the inside.
"Hello? Is someone in here?" Principal Sharma called out, "This area is off-limits!"
He was greeted with a long silence, which was then broken by the sound of scuffling feet. Principal Sharma frowned and knocked on the door. "Who's in there?"
Suddenly the lock clicked, and the door opened just a smidge. A familiar young face peered out. "H-Hi, Principal Sharma!" It was Pooja.
But more than her face, his eyes were immediately drawn to her clothing, or rather lack thereof. Pooja was obviously not wearing her blouse and holding her saree pallu over her bare chest in an attempt to cover herself.
Despite being over 50, he was still a man, and he blushed red at the sight of her ample tits which were almost spilling out from behind the thin garment she was holding up.
"P-Pooja!" he exclaimed, taken aback. "W-What are you doing here? And w-why aren't you wearing anything?"
"I... umm... I... sort of had a wardrobe malfunction," Pooja said sheepishly, her cheeks burning red with embarrassment. "My blouse was...ahhh... a bit too tight for my... you know..."
"You are in there like that with Suraj and Tara?" Principal Sharma asked her suspiciously.
"Oh, Tara and Suraj? You can see they aren't here." Pooja asked innocently, pulling the door open a little bit to show Principal Sharma the empty office. While she did this, her saree slipped a tiny bit, revealing the side swell of her right breast for just a brief flash. "They went back to get me something to wear. They should be back in a moment!"
"Oh okay..." Principal Sharma said in relief, "Now you stay in there while you wait. I don't want anyone else to...err... see you like this."
Pooja nodded obediently, "Yes, Sir."
"Good. Now don't open the door for anyone else." Principal Sharma said and turned to walk back to the reunion. He glanced back once more before going down the hallway, but Pooja had already shut the door.
***
"That was close..." Pooja Didi muttered with a relieved sigh and turned to Tara and me who were squeezed behind the door, completely naked.
"Too close... but I think you were quite convincing. I doubt anyone will disturb us again..." I said with a wicked grin as I wrapped my arms around both girls, cupping their tits in my hands and began kissing them in turns.
They both moaned softly, saying nothing and leaning into the kisses. They both wanted more as if to confirm my suspicions, both their hands seemed to have found their way to my cock while we kissed. They began to stroke me gently back to life, their fingers running over my sensitive shaft.
"Round 3?" I whispered softly and both looked at each other nervously for a second before nodding, their lust overpowering their sense of reason.
I smirked at them and then pulled them both towards the principal's couch, "Alright then, I think I know how we will decide this contest!"
***
Round 3
"Ok, now point your asses to me!" I ordered Pooja Didi and Tara and they both nodded obediently. They were both bent over the old leather coach with their hands on the headrest and their big, juicy asses facing me.
Both were looking back nervously at me, watching me stroke my hard, meaty cock to full mast.
"What... what are you going to do...?" Pooja Didi asked me, her pussy dripping with arousal and her eyes glazed over with desire, her competitive spirit temporarily subdued by her lust for my cock. Her ass was twitching, and her juicy pussy glistened with need.
I smirked and rubbed their pussies with my hand. They both let out a soft, involuntary moan of pleasure, their faces blushing red with shame and embarrassment from enjoying the touch of my hand on their most sensitive area.
"Well... I'm just going to fuck you both... See who lasts longer..." I said with a smirk. "And whoever cums first loses..."
"I can't believe we're actually doing this..." Tara murmured, looking at Pooja Didi with a hint of fear in her eyes. "We are both going to fuck my brother, together..."
"I-It's all your fault!" Pooja Didi shot back, "You were being such a slut and I couldn't lose to you!" She accused Tara, "I'm not letting you win at anything again!"
I grinned as their bickering started again and slapped my thick, hard cock alternatively between both their asses, the fat head of my shaft pressing up against both their pussies. They both gasped in shock at my action, their pussies quivering in anticipation.
"Are you ready for Master's cock?" I teased Pooja Didi, rubbing the head of my cock along her pussy. She whimpered in reply and her legs shook with anticipation and desire. "Y-yes! Please... I need your cock... Masterrr..."
"And you Tara... Are you a cock slut?" I asked Tara, rubbing the tip of my cock along her slit and she nodded eagerly in reply, "M-Master... Please put it i-inside me... I'm a huge slut for your cock!" She gasped, her pussy dripping wet with lust and her hips gyrated in circles, trying to impale herself on my rod. I loved hearing these dirty words come out of her mouth.
I grinned and slowly inserted my cock into Tara's pussy, her lips spreading to accommodate my girth as I slid my shaft deeper and deeper with every slow thrust until my entire length was sheathed inside her. "Ohhh... Mmmmm... Fuckk... Sooo big..." Tara moaned loudly in pleasure as I slowly began thrusting in and out of her.
"Ahhh... Chhottuu..." Pooja Didi whined, watching me fuck Tara. She looked at me with puppy eyes, begging me, "I-I need you inside me... Master... Please... fuck my pussy too..."
I smirked and pulled my dick out of Tara. Her lips clung to my shaft as I withdrew, reluctant to let me go and she let out a disappointed gasp. Then without wasting any time, I slammed my cock deep inside Pooja Didi's soaking cunt. She moaned in delight as I entered her and then just like with Tara, I began to slowly thrust my cock in-and-out of her, sliding my entire length into her tight snatch. "Ohh... God... You are soo deep inside me... Masterrr!" Pooja Didi gasped in pleasure.
I alternated my thrusts between them, fucking one girl for a few strokes and then pulling out and entering the other, making sure to fill each of them equally. They moaned like two horny sluts, their voices mingling and filling up the entire room.
"Ahhh... Suraj... Mmm... This feels so wrong! Pooja is watching us fuck... Ahhh... But this feels sooo good... I can't get enough... Ahhhh!" Tara cried in ecstasy, her body rocking back and forth with every powerful thrust of my cock.
"Mmmmmphh... It's ok Tara... I know how good it feels... Ooohhh... Ahhh... To be filled by him... Ahhh..." Pooja replied with a lustful groan, "Just enjoy it... Ahhh... We are both sluts for Chhottu... "
"Ahhh... Yes! I am!" Tara gasped and her eyes closed and rolled backwards in pure bliss, "I love being his slut!"
"You both are my sluts from now on!" I growled dominantly and both moaned in response, "I'm going to teach you girls a lesson that you should have learnt a long time ago!" I continued, my cock pistoning in-and-out of them.
"Oooohhh... What lesson is that...?" Pooja Didi panted and gasped in pleasure, her voice barely audible between all the slapping and smacking and moaning and grunting.
"That you shouldn't compete with each other!" I growled, my cock slamming in and out og both of them, their pussies gripping my cock tightly, "Because I can't choose between the two of you!" And I meant it.
Both of them were perfect in their own way, Pooja Didi with her sexy curves and big boobs and Tara with her hourglass figure and even bigger tits. There was no comparison, and I loved fucking both equally. They may not be able to accept it, but I knew they both felt the same.
"Mmmmmph... Ohh... Ahhh... You really think that... Ahh... Ahhh... Chhottuu..." Tara moaned and grunted, her body shaking with pleasure, her big boobs swinging wildly back-and-forth. I leaned in and cupped my sister's tits, pinching her nipples, causing her to squeal and gasp in delight!
