Update 38
"Tomorrow evening... Peter bought us some time and told him that she'll be on the next private jet out."
"Then, it's settled." Pooja Didi nodded.
"I'll have to go prepare then. I guess I need to learn how to act like a crime lord, don't I?" Jhanvi grinned.
"I'll call Peter over. He's from the underworld and knows how things work, but we don't have much time. Just one day to train up our third musketeer into a feisty, psychopathic, crime boss."
***
The meeting was at Shah Rukh's mansion again. As Peter mentioned, Shah Rukh was deeply distrustful, and he wanted to have this meeting at his home turf.
I sat in our car, parked a bit away from Shah Rukh's place, with Pooja Didi on the wheel. I looked through the tinted window, watching as four SUVs rolled in, parking in front of the gates.
"That's them..." I commented, "I hope this goes well..."
"It will. Trust them..." Pooja Didi said, reaching over with her free hand, and squeezing my arm comfortingly, but I knew that inside she was also just as concerned about Jhanvi and Karan.
As I looked, the doors of the first car opened and two armed guards in suits first alighted. Karan had spared no expense, hiring out a full security detail of bodyguards and vehicles for the meeting, to make this seem authentic.
One of the bodyguards stepped forward and had a word with the guards at gate. After a brief exchange, both of them nodded, then the gates opened and Karan's bodyguard got back into the SUV. An instant later, all four vehicles drove into the property and the gates closed shut behind them.
'Please God, keep them safe and make this work!' I prayed in my mind, hoping against hope, that everything would go according to plan.
***
Karan...
"Now remember, Ms. Jhanvi. Be confident, stern and don't show any fear. You are the leader of a powerful international syndicate. Remember that..." Peter whispered, as we walked up the slight stairs to Shah Rukh's massive front door, which opened as we approached.
"She'll do fine, Peter. Don't worry!" I interjected, looking at Jhanvi who did seem a bit nervous. I remembered that look from back in school, whenever we had a group presentation, Jhanvi used to be the same, fidgeting nervously until the actual thing began. But once she got up front, she would always nail it.
"You got this!" I said and squeezed her fingers gently. She looked up at me with a thankful smile, looking absolutely stunning even when so nervous. She was wearing a long grey trench-coat and red scarf, her hair loosely tied back, and her makeup done in a way to give her a sophisticated, yet slightly dangerous, air.
"I hope so!" she whispered and then straightened up, her expression changing instantly, as she took on the demeanour and persona of the ruthless crime lord we needed. Her eyes became fierce, and her expression hardened.
Peter and his men, all dressed in black suits and sunglasses, surrounded me and Jhanvi protectively, walking us to a door where another set of thugs, awaited us. A thin balding guy with an air of authority stood before them and smiled broadly as we approached. This must be Aslam!
"Mr. Shah Rukh is expecting you, Miss Sheikh. This way..."
He turned and opened the broad doors, but as two of my bodyguards stepped forward to enter first, his thugs stepped in and blocked the way. Aslam looked back at us with a shrewd smile, "Oh sorry, no guards or guns beyond this point, that includes our middleman Peter here. Boss only wants to talk to the grownups!" he said with a chuckle.
"Boss..." Peter started, looking ready to protest but Jhanvi cut him off with a firm voice.
"I'll be okay." She declared confidently and looked straight at Aslam, "My men will wait outside. But if you don't mind, my righthand, Bashar will join us for the negotiations."
Aslam smirked and bowed slightly, opening the door for us. Jhanvi strode in and I followed, giving a quick nod to Peter before the door slammed shut behind us.
The room was a rich study with a desk on one corner and a bar counter on the other side. I noticed that the huge windows were covered with heavy velvet draperies. The lights were all dimmed, and the whole place gave off an ominous atmosphere.
"Ah... welcome!" a smooth, deep, voice called out to us. I turned to find the infamous Shah Rukh, a fat but imposing man, rising from the leather sofa in the centre and coming towards us.
"Welcome to my humble abode, Ms. Sheikh! I've been waiting eagerly for this meeting..."
"You can call me Zara. I don't go much for formalities like my father." Jhanvi replied and held out her hand. She spoke in a low, commanding tone, and I saw Shah Rukh's appreciative glance as he looked at Jhanvi.
"Of course. And you can call me Shah Rukh!" He replied with a smile and grasped Jhanvi's offered hand. He then raised it up and kissed it lightly.
I had to suppress rolling my eyes at the display, 'What a creep!'
"May I take your coat? I'm sure you might be finding it a bit too hot for it..." Shah Rukh said, and Jhanvi smiled, turning her back to him, her eyes briefly flicking at me.
"Sure, you can..." Jhanvi replied, and Shah Rukh moved closer to her from behind, his fingers reaching for her coat, while Jhanvi unbuttoned it from the front.
"I wasn't expecting Zara Sheikh... the crime lord of the Sheikh Syndicate, to be someone so... beautiful. I must say I'm rather impressed." Shah Rukh murmured into Jhanvi's ear as he slowly peeled away the coat from her body, his lips close to her neck, and I could see her shiver slightly before he helped her out of her coat.
"And I wasn't expecting the infamous Shah Rukh Khan Bhai to be... such a gentleman." Jhanvi replied with a slight chuckle, turning to face him, and I saw his face flush red as he saw her outfit.
I couldn't blame him for his reaction, because Jhanvi was dressed in a very sexy black dress that barely reached to her mid-thigh and left little to the imagination with its plunging neckline. It was tight and clung to every curve of Jhanvi's body and I could see the hunger in Shah Rukh's face grow as he looked over the voluptuous woman who stood in his study.
"So... shall we talk business then?" she said, breaking the awkward silence, and walking over to the couch. Her hips swayed with each stride, her heels tapping on marble as three sets of eyes, mine, Shah Rukh's and Aslam's stared at her shapely, curvy ass as she went to sit.
"Uh yes, of course..." Shah Rukh stammered in reply, snapping out of his reverie, and moving towards a small table at his desk where two glasses, a bottle of whiskey, and some ice had been set out.
The plan seemed to be working, Shah Rukh was known to be a man who liked beautiful women. And Jhanvi's bold, sexy attire was clearly throwing him off guard and I had a feeling that she might just succeed at this charade.
I watched as he walked to where Jhanvi sat and poured out two generous measures of the amber liquid, and carried it to where she waited on the couch.
"I hope you enjoy whiskey..." He said with a grin, handing the glass to her, while he sipped his own, "This is an excellent single malt, aged thirty five years in the cask. Only the best!"
Jhanvi took the offered glass, her eyes locked on Shah Rukh's who was very obviously staring down her deep cleavage with a hungry gaze.
I watched her lift the drink to her lips and take a slow, dainty sip, "Mmmm... it is quite exquisite..." she said with a soft smile, "It's almost sinful... I do appreciate your taste Mr. Shah Rukh"
"Please call me Shah Rukh" he replied with a lecherous smile on his face, and sat down right next to her, "And I am happy that you like it. Now I must ask... How does a young, gorgeous woman such as yourself, end up being the head of such a large and powerful organisation?" he asked her with genuine curiosity.
"Well... it is quite the long story, but suffice to say, my father taught me to fight for what's mine. So, when he decided to marry me off as part of a business deal, well, I obviously decided that maybe Abba Jaan needed to retire!"
I smiled to myself with the way she was handling this. She was playing it perfectly. She seemed confident, yet relaxed, while still being seductive to throw him off his game. However, we obviously didn't want him to dig too deep into our story, so I interjected, "Ms. Zara, let's not bore Mr. Khan with details of our history. Why don't you get to the business at hand?"
"Of course!" she replied to me, "Shah Rukh, my associate Bashar here tells me that your organization is skilled enough to handle our distribution in India?"
"Yes, of Course. We've built up a good business network in most parts of North India, including Delhi, Mumbai, and Punjab. Our reach also extends all the way to Goa and Kerala in the West. And in the East, Bengal, Assam, West Bengal, Odisha and Bihar. I believe that covers all the areas of interest, does it not?"
"Hmmmm..." Jhanvi hummed and leaned back against the couch, "The critical part will be the handover at the port though. If that does not go smoothly, we could lose millions. Do you feel you can ensure this happens without a hitch?" she asked.
Shah Rukh smiled, "I assure you. Now that we've got this inside man, Peter, in our pocket, I can guarantee that my men will handle everything once your shipment reaches our shores. We will take care of the logistics and the delivery. All you need to do is to get it to the docks safely and we can handle the rest."
The rest of the meeting was primarily about the prices and share of profits. Peter had trained me and Jhanvi well and we handled all the questions and negotiations with confidence. Within half-an-hour, Shah Rukh was convinced and shook our hands with a smile on his face.
"Well then... I believe this is a done deal then, is it not?" Aslam said, nodding to me.
"I'll let you know the date and the time of our first shipment. It should be coming within a week!" I replied as we turned to take our leave.
Shah Rukh helped Jhanvi back into her coat and escorted us out to the door where Peter and my guards were waiting. The entire group then followed Shah Rukh and Jhanvi, who were walking in front. I could see that he was enamoured by Jhanvi and was whispering something into her ears.
Jhanvi laughed and shook her head, "Oh Shah Rukh... I would have accepted if I had the time. But we can have dinner the next time I come round?"
Then finally, as we stepped out the house and were about to head back to our cavalcade of cars, Jhanvi turned around with a seductive smile and looked at Shah Rukh, "Oh I forgot to mention one last thing. For the first shipment, which is coming in next week, I would want you to personally be there to oversee and escort this one."
I saw Shah Rukh's eyes widen in surprise at the sudden request and watched with bated breath to see if this gambit of ours would work.
Aslam, however, stepped forward with a frown immediately, "Shah Rukh Bhai does not step out for small stuff like this, ever. I will personally handle the shipment."
However, Jhanvi wasn't fazed as she practically ignored Aslam, and just stared straight at Shah Rukh, her eyes taking on a more intense, fiery gaze, her lips curling up into a seductive smile, while her finger stroked Shah Rukh's cheek gently, "It wasn't a request! If you can't be available, I can take my business elsewhere. If you want to join the big leagues, then this is your time to step up!"
"Bhai does not..."
"Aslam!" Shah Rukh's deep voice interrupted his lieutenant's words, and the group went silent as Shah Rukh's and Jhanvi's eyes locked together.
Shah Rukh's face was an unreadable mask. His dark eyes stared at Jhanvi with a hard look and his mouth was set into a thin grim line. However, Jhanvi was unperturbed, holding his gaze steadily with a slight grin.
Finally, after a tense minute, a small twitching smile crept onto Shah Rukh's face and he nodded, "I will be there."
"I look forward to meeting you then. Until then, I hope to see you soon, Mr.Shah Rukh. We'll be in touch!"
With a final wink and a smile at Shah Rukh, Jhanvi then walked towards the car, leaving a stunned Peter and me to follow her back into the car quickly.
***
Suraj...
"Three cheers for Jhanvi!" I said, raising a toast and clinking it against Pooja Didi's and Karan's glasses.
All four of us were back at Pooja Didi's place, celebrating our victory.
"To the third Musketeer!" Karan added with a wide grin. "You guys should have seen her! She had Shah Rukh hooked and reeled in with no problems at all. I was worried there for a bit, but damn... Jhanvi was amazing! I've never seen anyone lie like that!"
"Good work, sis!" Didi exclaimed, hugging her sister tightly with pride.
"Oh, come on... I was just doing my bit!" Jhanvi said, blushing at the compliments. "I was really nervous. You did all the heavy lifting, Karan. You came up with this plan and executed it perfectly. Including training me with the story. I couldn't have done it without you!"
"Nonsense!" Karan replied with a laugh. "I just gave you a few tips on how to act, and you blew it out of the water." He turned to me, grinning, "You know... I was worried she was gonna be a little too timid and shy to pull it off, but Jhanvi was the perfect mix of sexy and scary. You should have seen her, Suraj. You wouldn't have recognized her."
Pooja Didi and I laughed at Karan's comment, but I knew that he was being modest. I stood up and raised my glass. "To Karan! The mastermind behind this whole plan!"
"Yeahhhh! Three cheers to Karan!" Both Jhanvi and Didi chimed in, standing up and pulling Karan to his feet, hugging him tightly.
Karan blushed deeply, his face turning bright red, "Come on guys... I was just helping out..."
Didi leaned over and planted a soft kiss on his cheek, "Oh stop it, Karan. It's not just today. First you helped out with rescuing Ileana in Goa, then helping out Suraj when he was kidnapped and so much more!"
"She's right, Kishore is Suraj's brother but he's actually trying to kill him and you're the one risking your life and sticking up for him." Jhanvi added, hugging him again. "Thank you, Karan. We owe you so much."
"Awe come one you gu--" Karan protested, but I cut him off.
"You've saved my life twice already, and now you're saving my family. I'll never forget this, man!" I declared and pulled him in for a hug.
"Thanks man!" was all he could manage to mutter in reply, "But don't forget, this isn't over right. We still have a lot of work to do."
"Yeah, you're right, I still need to work on Narayan to get the reports fudged!" I shrugged, stepping back.
"Not to mention we still need to close the mortgage on our house by tomorrow..." Pooja Didi added with a sigh.
"Wait... what mortgage... what now? What are you talking about!" Karan asked me.
I reminded him again about the plan to buy up long positions on the stock and then told him about our plan to raise money via mortgaging their family estate.
His eyes went wide when he heard that part and he looked at me, "What the hell do you need to do that now?"
I looked at him confused, "I need the money to bet against Ravi. Didn't I tell you?"
"Well, duh... I meant, why do you need to mortgage anything? I've got your money, right here!" He said with a chuckle pulling out a cheque from his pocket, "20 Crores as requested. Cashed out my entire Trust Fund just before we went in for Shah Rukh's meeting. But I think this should cover you."
The girls gasped and I stared in surprise at the cheque. I had no idea about this, so they were as surprised as I was. Pooja Didi recovered first though, "Karan... We can't... I mean... we can't possibly take that much money from you..."
"Sure you can..." Karan replied with a shrug, "I mean you guys are my best friends... and I know how desperate you guys were for that money..." he looked sideways at Pooja Didi and Jhanvi's dumbfounded expression and then at me, "I did tell you that day that I'd get you the money. Didn't you tell them that?"
"Oh Karan! You idiot. Thank you... Thank you..." Jhanvi paused for a moment, almost choking for a moment before she pulled Karan into a hug, showering him with kisses on his cheeks. "Thank you... thank you..."
I looked over at Pooja Didi who was wiping a few tears off her cheeks. She mouthed the words 'thank you' to Karan and then joined Jhanvi in hugging him. Both of the sisters held onto him tight, showering him with kisses and hugs.
While the girls were still hugging Karan with tearful smiles. He looked over and grinned at me. I just nodded at my buddy, thanking him again for coming through.
*Ring* *Ring*
Karan who was still being smothered by Jhanvi and Pooja Didi, pulled out his phone from his pocket with difficulty and looked at it with surprise and shock. He instantly pulled himself off the girls.
"Shit!" He muttered. He was sweating a bit now.
I frowned, "Who is it?"
"My Dad. The bank must've informed him that I emptied the trust, I've got to handle this. Give me a minute..."
"Hey Dad... yes... I know... let me explain..." he mumbled, walking off to the corner of the room, "I'm going to have to take this call. I'll be inside..." he told us before heading out to one of the empty guest rooms on our floor.
Pooja Didi and Jhanvi looked at him with worry, and then looked at each other, "Is it okay to leave Karan to handle his father alone?"
I shook my head, "Nah! He's his dad's favourite. He'll make up some excuse and probably get in trouble for a while, but he should be ok!"
"I still can't believe he's actually doing this for us!" Jhanvi exclaimed softly, looking at the closed door, "How are we ever gonna repay him, Chotu?"
"I'm pretty sure Karan's not doing it for a reward..." Pooja Didi replied.
"Yeah! I know, but still... I can't even put it into words... I just wish there was some way I could show him how grateful I am for all that he's doing..." she said, "You should have seen him at Shah Rukh's place. I was only able to pull it off because of Karan being there. We wouldn't have made it through this, without him..."
I nodded and looked at the beautiful sisters who stood in front of me, their faces filled with gratitude towards my best friend. I thought back to my discussion with Pooja Didi the other night and a naughty idea began to take shape in my mind.
"You know what? Maybe there is a way you girls could thank him..."
Both sisters looked over at me, "What do you mean?"
I had noticed the lustful glances Karan had been giving both of them the last two days and my mind went back to that sister swap fuck we had in Goa. As I looked back at the two gorgeous sisters in front of me now, I wondered if this time we could go for a sister fuck instead!
***
"You want us to do what?" Pooja Didi exclaimed in shock.
"I know it sounds crazy but hear me out." I explained, "You both said you wished you knew a way you to show your appreciation for him. And I think this will be the best and sexiest gift for him."
Jhanvi and Pooja Di both exchanged glances and looked back at me with incredulous looks, "You can't be serious!"
"Remember that time at Navratri, when you gave Vivaan a blowjob together. That was hot!" I reminded Jhanvi, "Don't pretend you didn't love it, being fucked by me while you sucked his cock."
I saw Jhanvi blush at the memory and look over at her elder sister, who was also a beetroot red, "Chotu... this is different. It's Karan. I mean he's always had a crush on Tara, but he's never shown any interest in us. I mean he's like a brother to you."
I wrapped my arms around both of their waists, "He's been a better brother to me in the past few weeks then Kishore has been in the last twenty years!" I said, "Trust me, I noticed the looks he gives both of you, and I'm pretty sure he would be open to it if you girls allow him to."
"Y-you really mean it. You want another man to fuck me and Pooja Didi..." Jhanvi whispered. She was looking into my eyes intently, and I could see her breathing was getting a bit faster.
I looked into those deep beautiful eyes of hers, knowing that she was turned on by this, and nodded, "Not just any random guy, and only when I'm there. Karan is special and you two did promise to be my sluts and do anything I wanted, right? This is just a way of showing our thanks. I want this!" I said. Then I kissed her lightly on the lips and turned to Pooja Didi, "So, how about it, Didi?"
"You're not going to be jealous or anything? You won't mind if he... you know... if he puts..." her voice trailed away in embarrassment, but she didn't break her eye contact with me.
"No... not one bit. In fact, knowing that both of you love me so much that you would even consider this, turns me on more than then you can imagine." I assured her, kissing her lips, "Not to mention that I'll be right there, fucking you along with Karan!"
Both girls were looking at me now with slightly flushed, but aroused expressions on their faces as the realization that what I was asking them to do could really happen, hit them. They looked at each other for a long moment, exchanging unspoken messages with their eyes and finally, after a long silence, it was Pooja Didi who nodded first.
"Okay! Fine... If you really want this, Chotu..." she murmured softly.
"And you, Jhanvi?" I asked, "We won't go ahead if even one of you is not comfortable with this."
"He was really dependable back there... and so brave... and he's always been so nice to us..." she whispered, biting her lower lip. "And... it is kind of hot thinking about it... and if you're there... then... yes! I'm in!"
Pooja Didi and Jhanvi looked at each other with excitement and trepidation. Their cheeks were flushed, and they were smiling shyly. I could see that they were excited and nervous at the same.
"So, what do we do now?" Pooja asked me.
"Now go get dressed!" I ordered the two of them. "Wear something sexy and wait for me to bring him up. We're going to thank our hero with the surprise fuck of his life!"
***
"Well, Dad's pretty pissed. But I guess I will have to smoothen it over with him later." Karan said with a tired smile, entering the living room to find Pooja and Jhanvi gone. "Hey, where did the girls go?"
"Oh! They wanted to setup a small surprise for you!" I replied with a smirk.
"Huh? Surprise?" He frowned, looking puzzled. "For what?"
"For being the best damn friend any guy could have." I replied with a grin, getting up, "They must be ready by now, let's go!"
"Ready for what?"
"Just come on, you'll see!"
I led him down the hallway to the master bedroom. "Okay... close your eyes..."
"Why?" he asked suspiciously.
"Oh, for God's sake, Just shut up and trust me!" I replied, rolling my eyes.
He gave me a funny look before complying, "Ok, ok... here you go..."
"Now relax buddy! I've planned something amazing for you..." I whispered, pushing him into the room, "Now open your eyes..."
Karan stood in silence, taking a few moments to process what he saw.
"Jhanvi, Pooja Didi what the..." he stammered and gulped audibly. "What are you wear...?" his voice trailed off, unable to finish the sentence.
I chuckled as I whispered into his ear from behind, "Well, what do you think?"
The master bedroom was dimly lit with the curtains tightly shut, making the two gorgeous sisters look even more alluring. Both were standing side-by-side, wearing nothing but the sexiest fishnet lingerie imaginable!
On the left, Jhanvi looked ridiculously sexy in a skimpy fishnet bra, her tits fully exposed beneath the sheer material. Her nipples poking through the holes in her top, as if begging to be teased. A tiny white thong sat high on her hips, the thin fabric barely covering her pussy. Finally, thin, white straps crisscrossed her body, digging into her soft skin and wrapping around her hips and thighs, highlighting her sinful curves in all the right places.
On the right, Pooja Didi was no less of a slut, barely covered in a white fishnet bodysuit that seemed a size too small, stretching tightly over her voluptuous tits and ass. The tiny outfit clung to her like a second skin, revealing glimpses of her soft, dusky skin through the netting. Her big, full tits spilled out of the small pink bikini underneath, while the gaps in the netting left nothing to the imagination, exposing her toned stomach and hourglass figure.
Finally, both girls finished the look with a pair of sky-high fuck-me heels and a choker around their necks. The girls looked like the sexiest, most sinful Goddesses with their bodies on display for my best friend.
"We wanted to say thanks to our two knights in shining armour..." Pooja Didi purred, both she and Jhanvi slowly strutting over to us, their breasts gently swaying and shaking in time to the rhythm of their steps.
"And we figured that maybe you might want a little reward..." Jhanvi continued her sister's sentence, her fingers lightly running across her cleavage, "...for everything you've done for all of us..." she said, leaning in to plant a light, feathery kiss on his lips.
I saw Karan swallow nervously, his eyes darting from one girl to the other. I could understand his reaction. Jhanvi was his childhood friend and Didi, well, she was the strict elder sister who always told us to behave. And now, here they were, dressed up like the sluttiest pornstars in the world for him!
"I... Uh..."
"We really can't express in words how thankful we are for everything!" Pooja Didi added with an innocent little pout. Her finger tracing a line along his lips, while Jhanvi reached up to his neck, pulling his tie loose and slowly unbuttoning his shirt.
"You first saved Suraj... then our home... A simple thank you would hardly be enough... so Suraj thought of the perfect way..." Jhanvi whispered, pressing her soft tits against his bare chest, stepping up on her tiptoes to whisper into his ear, "By giving our best friend the hottest fuck of his life with both of his wives!"
"W-wives!?" Karan muttered as if in a haze, looking over at me incredulously.
"Yeah... one tiny detail I forgot to mention about my 'situation' with Jhanvi and Pooja Didi. They're both kinda my girlfriend/fiancés, and I'm fucking both of them behind their husbands' backs..." I shrugged, stepping forward and wrapping my arms around both of their waists, pulling their curvaceous bodies against mine. I then leaned forward and gave Jhanvi a deep passionate kiss, followed by an equally deep, tongue-twisting kiss to Pooja Didi. My hands meanwhile groping and squeezing their soft, sexy bodies shamelessly.
"You're fucking joking me!" Karan exclaimed, his face filled with disbelief, "You've been banging both of them? How... since when?"
"It's a long, long story, man! And I'll give you all the details later but for now just know that I've been fucking them for quite a while. They are absolutely in love with me! The proper sanskaari bahus (daughter-in-law's) of the Kapoor family have become absolutely addicted to my cock" I replied with a proud grin, smacking Jhanvi's ass firmly, "Right my little slut?"
Jhanvi let out a soft gasp, her face flushed with desire. "Mmmmh... yes... Master...... I am your slut... your obedient, loving cumslut!"
I smirked at my best mate, whose jaw had hit the floor once again at my words and the fact that Jhanvi just referred to me as 'Master', "And our dear old Pooja Didi, who was always our strict little tutor... now she gets down on her knees and sucks my cock, whenever or wherever I want!"
"That's... that's true... I'm Chottu's slut!" Pooja Didi admitted, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment as she looked at Karan, "I love him... and I can't resist my Chhotu's big, thick, juicy cock..."
"Suraj is the only guy who we trust and love. Our pussies belong to our master's big cock..." Jhanvi added, before suddenly reaching over and stroking the bulge in Karan's pants, "But only for tonight, master wants to share us with you. And Didi and I also really, really want to say thanks for all that you've done for us. We want you to fuck us..." she added, biting her lower lip as I released my grip on both of them.
"So..." Pooja Didi purred, moving closer to Karan's face, and pressing herself against my buddy seductively. Her soft, heavy breasts mashing against Karan's muscular chest, "Are you going to fuck us... or not?"
"Oh God... you are looking so fucking hot in that outfit, Didi!" Karan gulped nervously and then looked at me, "This is not... I mean you sure you're okay with..."
I nodded at my buddy and then stepped back and sat on a chair beside the bed, while the girls pulled Karan over and had him sit down at the edge of the bed. It was weirdly surreal seeing my two gorgeous girls, both I had fucked dozens of times, about to pleasure someone else, my best friend no less. But at least this was for a good cause, and I was happy to see him getting some appreciation for what he had done.
Besides, Pooja Didi and Jhanvi, both absolutely loved me. I was sure that this would not change anything for us. So I was more than happy to sit back and watch the show and let them have some fun.
I leaned back in my seat, watching Pooja Didi and Jhanvi kneel down between Karan's legs and together, they both unbuckled his trousers. Within seconds, they had Karan stripped down to nothing but his black boxer briefs.
And tenting proudly in his shorts was a huge, fat bulge that made Pooja Didi and Jhanvi gasp in awe. Pooja Didi blushed hard, glancing at Jhanvi with her eyebrows raised, clearly surprised and impressed with Karan's bulge.
"He's... um... really big!" she stammered, glancing over at me. "Are you sure it's ok... with us... doing this?"
I just grinned back, easing in my chair, and shuffling my own pants down. Her eyes grew wide as I began to slowly stroke my own thick, 12-inch beast of a cock. "Yes Didi, I really am. Now get to work!"
"Yes, Master..." Pooja Didi replied in a low voice, turning back to join her sister, who had already made up her mind and was gently stroking and kissing the outline of Karan's bulge, her lips and tongue caressing and massaging the throbbing shaft through the fabric.
"Looks like both of my musketeers have got pretty big rapiers down their pants, huh?" she giggled, looking up at him with a mischievous grin. Her fingers hooked into Karan's waistband, peeling it down ever so slowly. Until with one final tug, his cock sprang out, bobbing up proudly, inches from both sisters' stunned faces.
"Oh my God!"
"Oh my... wow, Karan..." both sisters whispered, staring wide-eyed at the monster in front of them.
At a solid nine inches, it easily dwarfed both their husband's cocks. And while it was still a few inches shorter than mine, Karan more than made up in girth. With a fat, meaty cock, that was thicker than a Coke can and pulsing with powerful veins, it was a sight to behold.
"He's sooo thick!" Pooja Didi whispered, reaching up hesitantly to wrap her fingers around the base of his shaft, but the tips of her fingers failed to reach around his thick shaft, and her small hands trembled as she stroked it slowly, "Wow! Look at this thing..."
Karan let out a deep groan, "Ohhh... fuck... Didi!"
Meanwhile, Jhanvi seemed to have gotten over her initial surprise and was now leaning forward. Her soft, pink tongue snaked out to lick the glistening precum oozing out of her best friend's bulbous head, and she let out a soft moan, "He tastes good, Didi." She whispered to Pooja Did, before parting her soft, luscious lips to take the head of his cock into her mouth.
I watched in fascination, stroking my own hard, pulsing prick, as I saw my Jhanvi's soft lips struggle to stretch around his fat cockhead, her mouth opening obscenely wide to take in her best friend's thick shaft. I heard a soft gagging sound, before Jhanvi pulled her wet, slippery lips back up to release Karan's cockhead from her lips.
"Fuck, Karan!" She moaned, her eyes wide, "I can barely fit you inside my mouth. It is just so fucking thick!"
"Mmmhmm" Pooja Didi hummed in agreement, her tongue joining her sister's to swirl around the tip of Karan's fat head, licking up the steady stream of precum oozing out of it, "Mmmm... It's not as big as our master's cock... but it's still soooo big..." she murmured, planting several little kisses on the bulbous, mushroom-shaped crown while Jhanvi moved to the other side, mirroring her sister.
"Fuck, that's good..." Karan moaned, his hands reaching out to hold both sister's heads, guiding them to his cock. "Keep going... that is sooo hot..." his eyes were locked at the two gorgeous sisters, their tongues lapping and dancing all over the head of his cock like two eager kittens. His fingers were tangled in their hairs, his knuckles flexing every time their warm wet tongues licked at his sensitive cockhead.
"Do you love having my sluts sucking your big fat cock?" I asked, stroking my cock faster and faster as I saw Karan's face twist with pleasure and the girls began to worship his dick in earnest.
"Fuck... Yes, I love it..." he muttered breathlessly, while Pooja Didi began to bob up and down his shaft. "You lucky bastard..." he groaned, "You're one hell of a lucky bastard..." Karan grunted in response.
All this while, Pooja Didi and Jhanvi were moaning and gasping, alternating taking turns at swallowing his shaft down their throats, while their hands worked furiously, pumping Karan's thick meat. They had begun to make lewd wet sucking sounds, and I was amazed to see how much saliva and precum leaked from my best friend's shaft, while my two gorgeous sluts sucked and slobbered all over him.
"Oh God... Jhanvi, I never imagined you'd be so filthy..." Karan exclaimed in pleasure, his hands now reaching down to cup her and Didi's tits, "I mean, all these years... Ohhh fuck! I never thought... mmmph!" He grunted out loud, throwing his head back in ecstasy while Jhanvi began to play with his balls. "I never thought you'd be so good with your slutty mouth..."
"W-what about me? You didn't think I would be a dirty slut?" Pooja Didi pouted; a bit hurt that Karan didn't compliment her.
"Oh no, Pooooja Didi... You were always so damn strict... but you were always so damn gorgeous. But I never thought in my entire fucking life you'd be such... ahhh!... such a fucking cock hungry slut..." He moaned, his fingers teasing her nipples through her mesh top.
Pooja Didi blushed, "Did you ever fantasize about me... you know... back in school?"
"God, yes!" he groaned in response, "I used to masturbate to you so many times, imagining you naked... Ahh... Fuck!... I used to dream so many times, dreaming about kissing these luscious lips of yours, and then I used to picture you on your knees, just like this..." his fingers reached up and traced Pooja Didi's lips, now stretched wide and shiny with her spit, wrapped around his cock.
"You can have me now, Karan..." Pooja Di moaned in reply, kissing his crown, "whenever master permits, I'm yours to do whatever you like."
"Mmm... me too... I can't wait to feel that big fat cock inside me, fucking me, stretching my pussy out..." Jhanvi added with an innocent, yet naughty smile.
The slutty words from both of them were finally more than Karan could handle. I saw his hips jerk upwards and he grabbed a hold of the two girl's heads, holding them firmly against each side of his shaft, their lips jointly pressed against the cockhead - like a two-lip seal around his shaft.
"Ahhh... I am gonna cum..." he gasped, "I'm gonna fucking cum all over those slutty faces... you two cock hungry sluts!" he grunted, thrusting his hips forward, fucking my two girls' lips.
Pooja Didi and Jhanvi's eyes widened in surprise, but they kept sucking, their lips wrapped around him, tongues swirling over the shaft and the crown, while their hands stroked him furiously. Their eyes met and both of them giggled and then closed their eyes, opening their mouths wider and relaxing their lips and tongues.
"There you go, Karan. Take your reward for being such a great friend..." I said, grinning at him and nodding, "Cum... Cum for them... Cum all over my sluts!"
"OHHH FUCK!!" He cried out loudly while his cock sprayed his hot seed all over both of the sisters, painting their faces in ropes of hot, white cum!
My own hand was pumping away on my cock, watching Jhanvi and Pooja Didi take the massive load from my best mate, both girls moaning softly and closing their eyes, feeling Karan's sticky jizz splattering over their pretty faces.
After almost a minute, his orgasm subsided and Karan slumped backwards, breathing heavily and looking up at me with a grin. I winked back at him, and then gestured towards the two girls, who were still licking around his cock for the last drops of cum from it.
"Mmmm... you taste different than our master!" Jhanvi moaned, her tongue snaking out and licking up a stray rope of his cum off Pooja Didi's cheek.
Pooja Didi giggled and nodded in agreement before she leaned in and licked the last few remaining drops off Karan's cock, "Mmm... yeah... it's so thick and salty... but so good..." she whispered, kissing the head and then looked at him with a shy smile, "Did you enjoy yourself?"
"Ohhh fuck! That was... that was... amazing! It was unbelievable. Thank you so much, you two..." Karan sighed happily. "You were right Suraj, they are the perfect reward!" he added, looking over at me gratefully and then back at Pooja Didi and Janvi who were now looking up at me expectantly after having cleaned themselves up.
"Oh Karan... we're just getting started!" I replied with a laugh, getting up and walking up to them. I reached out and pulled both to their feet. Pulling them in for a three-way hug and kissing both of them in turn, before turning back to Karan with a grin, "Now it's time for the main event..."
***
"Aahhh... Ahhh... Ohhhh fuck... Lick my pussy, Karan..." Jhanvi moaned, sitting at the edge of the bed, leaning back against her hands with her legs spread wide as Karan knelt down and buried his face between her legs. "Mmmm... that feels amazing..."
"Oh Suraj... oh God, that feels so fucking good..." Pooja Didi groaned beside her, her hands on my head, her fingers running through my hair while I sucked her pussy, lapping at her wet folds with my tongue, making her moan, "Oh yes... mmmm... yes... suck my clit..."
The girls were still in their fishnet lingerie, with their tits jiggling lewdly in their tops while they writhed and moaned in pleasure as Karan and I feasted on their dripping cunts.
"Ahh... God... Didi... I can't believe we're actually doing this! Karan is fucking eating my pussy!" Jhanvi exclaimed, her eyes rolling back in her head, "He's licking my clit! Ohhh God... his tongue feels so good!"
"It's all Suraj's fault... he's such a pervert... Ahhhh!" Pooja Didi moaned.
"Hey, don't blame me! You are the ones who wanted to thank him!" I protested, looking up for a second from between her legs, "I just made a naughty suggestion... you didn't HAVE to go ahead with it!"
Pooja Didi blushed a deep red, glancing towards her sister, who was grinding her hips against Karan's mouth. He was doing an excellent job of pleasing her. She bit her lip, "Mmmm... I had meant that we could have cooked him his favourite...ahhh... meal or something as a thank you... instead... mmmmph... of this!" she groaned out loud, gasping in pleasure as I sucked on her clit, my tongue circling around it.
"Mmm... I am so glad we did though! This feels so good, Didi!" Jhanvi moaned, leaning back, her hands on the back of Karan's head while he licked her slit, "We always have to take turns when it's just us and Suraj... and now... Oh God... but with Karan here... Ohhh... we can both get pleasured at the same time... Ahhh... fuck yes! Just there... lick my clit..." she gasped out.
"Then, it's settled." Pooja Didi nodded.
"I'll have to go prepare then. I guess I need to learn how to act like a crime lord, don't I?" Jhanvi grinned.
"I'll call Peter over. He's from the underworld and knows how things work, but we don't have much time. Just one day to train up our third musketeer into a feisty, psychopathic, crime boss."
***
The meeting was at Shah Rukh's mansion again. As Peter mentioned, Shah Rukh was deeply distrustful, and he wanted to have this meeting at his home turf.
I sat in our car, parked a bit away from Shah Rukh's place, with Pooja Didi on the wheel. I looked through the tinted window, watching as four SUVs rolled in, parking in front of the gates.
"That's them..." I commented, "I hope this goes well..."
"It will. Trust them..." Pooja Didi said, reaching over with her free hand, and squeezing my arm comfortingly, but I knew that inside she was also just as concerned about Jhanvi and Karan.
As I looked, the doors of the first car opened and two armed guards in suits first alighted. Karan had spared no expense, hiring out a full security detail of bodyguards and vehicles for the meeting, to make this seem authentic.
One of the bodyguards stepped forward and had a word with the guards at gate. After a brief exchange, both of them nodded, then the gates opened and Karan's bodyguard got back into the SUV. An instant later, all four vehicles drove into the property and the gates closed shut behind them.
'Please God, keep them safe and make this work!' I prayed in my mind, hoping against hope, that everything would go according to plan.
***
Karan...
"Now remember, Ms. Jhanvi. Be confident, stern and don't show any fear. You are the leader of a powerful international syndicate. Remember that..." Peter whispered, as we walked up the slight stairs to Shah Rukh's massive front door, which opened as we approached.
"She'll do fine, Peter. Don't worry!" I interjected, looking at Jhanvi who did seem a bit nervous. I remembered that look from back in school, whenever we had a group presentation, Jhanvi used to be the same, fidgeting nervously until the actual thing began. But once she got up front, she would always nail it.
"You got this!" I said and squeezed her fingers gently. She looked up at me with a thankful smile, looking absolutely stunning even when so nervous. She was wearing a long grey trench-coat and red scarf, her hair loosely tied back, and her makeup done in a way to give her a sophisticated, yet slightly dangerous, air.
"I hope so!" she whispered and then straightened up, her expression changing instantly, as she took on the demeanour and persona of the ruthless crime lord we needed. Her eyes became fierce, and her expression hardened.
Peter and his men, all dressed in black suits and sunglasses, surrounded me and Jhanvi protectively, walking us to a door where another set of thugs, awaited us. A thin balding guy with an air of authority stood before them and smiled broadly as we approached. This must be Aslam!
"Mr. Shah Rukh is expecting you, Miss Sheikh. This way..."
He turned and opened the broad doors, but as two of my bodyguards stepped forward to enter first, his thugs stepped in and blocked the way. Aslam looked back at us with a shrewd smile, "Oh sorry, no guards or guns beyond this point, that includes our middleman Peter here. Boss only wants to talk to the grownups!" he said with a chuckle.
"Boss..." Peter started, looking ready to protest but Jhanvi cut him off with a firm voice.
"I'll be okay." She declared confidently and looked straight at Aslam, "My men will wait outside. But if you don't mind, my righthand, Bashar will join us for the negotiations."
Aslam smirked and bowed slightly, opening the door for us. Jhanvi strode in and I followed, giving a quick nod to Peter before the door slammed shut behind us.
The room was a rich study with a desk on one corner and a bar counter on the other side. I noticed that the huge windows were covered with heavy velvet draperies. The lights were all dimmed, and the whole place gave off an ominous atmosphere.
"Ah... welcome!" a smooth, deep, voice called out to us. I turned to find the infamous Shah Rukh, a fat but imposing man, rising from the leather sofa in the centre and coming towards us.
"Welcome to my humble abode, Ms. Sheikh! I've been waiting eagerly for this meeting..."
"You can call me Zara. I don't go much for formalities like my father." Jhanvi replied and held out her hand. She spoke in a low, commanding tone, and I saw Shah Rukh's appreciative glance as he looked at Jhanvi.
"Of course. And you can call me Shah Rukh!" He replied with a smile and grasped Jhanvi's offered hand. He then raised it up and kissed it lightly.
I had to suppress rolling my eyes at the display, 'What a creep!'
"May I take your coat? I'm sure you might be finding it a bit too hot for it..." Shah Rukh said, and Jhanvi smiled, turning her back to him, her eyes briefly flicking at me.
"Sure, you can..." Jhanvi replied, and Shah Rukh moved closer to her from behind, his fingers reaching for her coat, while Jhanvi unbuttoned it from the front.
"I wasn't expecting Zara Sheikh... the crime lord of the Sheikh Syndicate, to be someone so... beautiful. I must say I'm rather impressed." Shah Rukh murmured into Jhanvi's ear as he slowly peeled away the coat from her body, his lips close to her neck, and I could see her shiver slightly before he helped her out of her coat.
"And I wasn't expecting the infamous Shah Rukh Khan Bhai to be... such a gentleman." Jhanvi replied with a slight chuckle, turning to face him, and I saw his face flush red as he saw her outfit.
I couldn't blame him for his reaction, because Jhanvi was dressed in a very sexy black dress that barely reached to her mid-thigh and left little to the imagination with its plunging neckline. It was tight and clung to every curve of Jhanvi's body and I could see the hunger in Shah Rukh's face grow as he looked over the voluptuous woman who stood in his study.
"So... shall we talk business then?" she said, breaking the awkward silence, and walking over to the couch. Her hips swayed with each stride, her heels tapping on marble as three sets of eyes, mine, Shah Rukh's and Aslam's stared at her shapely, curvy ass as she went to sit.
"Uh yes, of course..." Shah Rukh stammered in reply, snapping out of his reverie, and moving towards a small table at his desk where two glasses, a bottle of whiskey, and some ice had been set out.
The plan seemed to be working, Shah Rukh was known to be a man who liked beautiful women. And Jhanvi's bold, sexy attire was clearly throwing him off guard and I had a feeling that she might just succeed at this charade.
I watched as he walked to where Jhanvi sat and poured out two generous measures of the amber liquid, and carried it to where she waited on the couch.
"I hope you enjoy whiskey..." He said with a grin, handing the glass to her, while he sipped his own, "This is an excellent single malt, aged thirty five years in the cask. Only the best!"
Jhanvi took the offered glass, her eyes locked on Shah Rukh's who was very obviously staring down her deep cleavage with a hungry gaze.
I watched her lift the drink to her lips and take a slow, dainty sip, "Mmmm... it is quite exquisite..." she said with a soft smile, "It's almost sinful... I do appreciate your taste Mr. Shah Rukh"
"Please call me Shah Rukh" he replied with a lecherous smile on his face, and sat down right next to her, "And I am happy that you like it. Now I must ask... How does a young, gorgeous woman such as yourself, end up being the head of such a large and powerful organisation?" he asked her with genuine curiosity.
"Well... it is quite the long story, but suffice to say, my father taught me to fight for what's mine. So, when he decided to marry me off as part of a business deal, well, I obviously decided that maybe Abba Jaan needed to retire!"
I smiled to myself with the way she was handling this. She was playing it perfectly. She seemed confident, yet relaxed, while still being seductive to throw him off his game. However, we obviously didn't want him to dig too deep into our story, so I interjected, "Ms. Zara, let's not bore Mr. Khan with details of our history. Why don't you get to the business at hand?"
"Of course!" she replied to me, "Shah Rukh, my associate Bashar here tells me that your organization is skilled enough to handle our distribution in India?"
"Yes, of Course. We've built up a good business network in most parts of North India, including Delhi, Mumbai, and Punjab. Our reach also extends all the way to Goa and Kerala in the West. And in the East, Bengal, Assam, West Bengal, Odisha and Bihar. I believe that covers all the areas of interest, does it not?"
"Hmmmm..." Jhanvi hummed and leaned back against the couch, "The critical part will be the handover at the port though. If that does not go smoothly, we could lose millions. Do you feel you can ensure this happens without a hitch?" she asked.
Shah Rukh smiled, "I assure you. Now that we've got this inside man, Peter, in our pocket, I can guarantee that my men will handle everything once your shipment reaches our shores. We will take care of the logistics and the delivery. All you need to do is to get it to the docks safely and we can handle the rest."
The rest of the meeting was primarily about the prices and share of profits. Peter had trained me and Jhanvi well and we handled all the questions and negotiations with confidence. Within half-an-hour, Shah Rukh was convinced and shook our hands with a smile on his face.
"Well then... I believe this is a done deal then, is it not?" Aslam said, nodding to me.
"I'll let you know the date and the time of our first shipment. It should be coming within a week!" I replied as we turned to take our leave.
Shah Rukh helped Jhanvi back into her coat and escorted us out to the door where Peter and my guards were waiting. The entire group then followed Shah Rukh and Jhanvi, who were walking in front. I could see that he was enamoured by Jhanvi and was whispering something into her ears.
Jhanvi laughed and shook her head, "Oh Shah Rukh... I would have accepted if I had the time. But we can have dinner the next time I come round?"
Then finally, as we stepped out the house and were about to head back to our cavalcade of cars, Jhanvi turned around with a seductive smile and looked at Shah Rukh, "Oh I forgot to mention one last thing. For the first shipment, which is coming in next week, I would want you to personally be there to oversee and escort this one."
I saw Shah Rukh's eyes widen in surprise at the sudden request and watched with bated breath to see if this gambit of ours would work.
Aslam, however, stepped forward with a frown immediately, "Shah Rukh Bhai does not step out for small stuff like this, ever. I will personally handle the shipment."
However, Jhanvi wasn't fazed as she practically ignored Aslam, and just stared straight at Shah Rukh, her eyes taking on a more intense, fiery gaze, her lips curling up into a seductive smile, while her finger stroked Shah Rukh's cheek gently, "It wasn't a request! If you can't be available, I can take my business elsewhere. If you want to join the big leagues, then this is your time to step up!"
"Bhai does not..."
"Aslam!" Shah Rukh's deep voice interrupted his lieutenant's words, and the group went silent as Shah Rukh's and Jhanvi's eyes locked together.
Shah Rukh's face was an unreadable mask. His dark eyes stared at Jhanvi with a hard look and his mouth was set into a thin grim line. However, Jhanvi was unperturbed, holding his gaze steadily with a slight grin.
Finally, after a tense minute, a small twitching smile crept onto Shah Rukh's face and he nodded, "I will be there."
"I look forward to meeting you then. Until then, I hope to see you soon, Mr.Shah Rukh. We'll be in touch!"
With a final wink and a smile at Shah Rukh, Jhanvi then walked towards the car, leaving a stunned Peter and me to follow her back into the car quickly.
***
Suraj...
"Three cheers for Jhanvi!" I said, raising a toast and clinking it against Pooja Didi's and Karan's glasses.
All four of us were back at Pooja Didi's place, celebrating our victory.
"To the third Musketeer!" Karan added with a wide grin. "You guys should have seen her! She had Shah Rukh hooked and reeled in with no problems at all. I was worried there for a bit, but damn... Jhanvi was amazing! I've never seen anyone lie like that!"
"Good work, sis!" Didi exclaimed, hugging her sister tightly with pride.
"Oh, come on... I was just doing my bit!" Jhanvi said, blushing at the compliments. "I was really nervous. You did all the heavy lifting, Karan. You came up with this plan and executed it perfectly. Including training me with the story. I couldn't have done it without you!"
"Nonsense!" Karan replied with a laugh. "I just gave you a few tips on how to act, and you blew it out of the water." He turned to me, grinning, "You know... I was worried she was gonna be a little too timid and shy to pull it off, but Jhanvi was the perfect mix of sexy and scary. You should have seen her, Suraj. You wouldn't have recognized her."
Pooja Didi and I laughed at Karan's comment, but I knew that he was being modest. I stood up and raised my glass. "To Karan! The mastermind behind this whole plan!"
"Yeahhhh! Three cheers to Karan!" Both Jhanvi and Didi chimed in, standing up and pulling Karan to his feet, hugging him tightly.
Karan blushed deeply, his face turning bright red, "Come on guys... I was just helping out..."
Didi leaned over and planted a soft kiss on his cheek, "Oh stop it, Karan. It's not just today. First you helped out with rescuing Ileana in Goa, then helping out Suraj when he was kidnapped and so much more!"
"She's right, Kishore is Suraj's brother but he's actually trying to kill him and you're the one risking your life and sticking up for him." Jhanvi added, hugging him again. "Thank you, Karan. We owe you so much."
"Awe come one you gu--" Karan protested, but I cut him off.
"You've saved my life twice already, and now you're saving my family. I'll never forget this, man!" I declared and pulled him in for a hug.
"Thanks man!" was all he could manage to mutter in reply, "But don't forget, this isn't over right. We still have a lot of work to do."
"Yeah, you're right, I still need to work on Narayan to get the reports fudged!" I shrugged, stepping back.
"Not to mention we still need to close the mortgage on our house by tomorrow..." Pooja Didi added with a sigh.
"Wait... what mortgage... what now? What are you talking about!" Karan asked me.
I reminded him again about the plan to buy up long positions on the stock and then told him about our plan to raise money via mortgaging their family estate.
His eyes went wide when he heard that part and he looked at me, "What the hell do you need to do that now?"
I looked at him confused, "I need the money to bet against Ravi. Didn't I tell you?"
"Well, duh... I meant, why do you need to mortgage anything? I've got your money, right here!" He said with a chuckle pulling out a cheque from his pocket, "20 Crores as requested. Cashed out my entire Trust Fund just before we went in for Shah Rukh's meeting. But I think this should cover you."
The girls gasped and I stared in surprise at the cheque. I had no idea about this, so they were as surprised as I was. Pooja Didi recovered first though, "Karan... We can't... I mean... we can't possibly take that much money from you..."
"Sure you can..." Karan replied with a shrug, "I mean you guys are my best friends... and I know how desperate you guys were for that money..." he looked sideways at Pooja Didi and Jhanvi's dumbfounded expression and then at me, "I did tell you that day that I'd get you the money. Didn't you tell them that?"
"Oh Karan! You idiot. Thank you... Thank you..." Jhanvi paused for a moment, almost choking for a moment before she pulled Karan into a hug, showering him with kisses on his cheeks. "Thank you... thank you..."
I looked over at Pooja Didi who was wiping a few tears off her cheeks. She mouthed the words 'thank you' to Karan and then joined Jhanvi in hugging him. Both of the sisters held onto him tight, showering him with kisses and hugs.
While the girls were still hugging Karan with tearful smiles. He looked over and grinned at me. I just nodded at my buddy, thanking him again for coming through.
*Ring* *Ring*
Karan who was still being smothered by Jhanvi and Pooja Didi, pulled out his phone from his pocket with difficulty and looked at it with surprise and shock. He instantly pulled himself off the girls.
"Shit!" He muttered. He was sweating a bit now.
I frowned, "Who is it?"
"My Dad. The bank must've informed him that I emptied the trust, I've got to handle this. Give me a minute..."
"Hey Dad... yes... I know... let me explain..." he mumbled, walking off to the corner of the room, "I'm going to have to take this call. I'll be inside..." he told us before heading out to one of the empty guest rooms on our floor.
Pooja Didi and Jhanvi looked at him with worry, and then looked at each other, "Is it okay to leave Karan to handle his father alone?"
I shook my head, "Nah! He's his dad's favourite. He'll make up some excuse and probably get in trouble for a while, but he should be ok!"
"I still can't believe he's actually doing this for us!" Jhanvi exclaimed softly, looking at the closed door, "How are we ever gonna repay him, Chotu?"
"I'm pretty sure Karan's not doing it for a reward..." Pooja Didi replied.
"Yeah! I know, but still... I can't even put it into words... I just wish there was some way I could show him how grateful I am for all that he's doing..." she said, "You should have seen him at Shah Rukh's place. I was only able to pull it off because of Karan being there. We wouldn't have made it through this, without him..."
I nodded and looked at the beautiful sisters who stood in front of me, their faces filled with gratitude towards my best friend. I thought back to my discussion with Pooja Didi the other night and a naughty idea began to take shape in my mind.
"You know what? Maybe there is a way you girls could thank him..."
Both sisters looked over at me, "What do you mean?"
I had noticed the lustful glances Karan had been giving both of them the last two days and my mind went back to that sister swap fuck we had in Goa. As I looked back at the two gorgeous sisters in front of me now, I wondered if this time we could go for a sister fuck instead!
***
"You want us to do what?" Pooja Didi exclaimed in shock.
"I know it sounds crazy but hear me out." I explained, "You both said you wished you knew a way you to show your appreciation for him. And I think this will be the best and sexiest gift for him."
Jhanvi and Pooja Di both exchanged glances and looked back at me with incredulous looks, "You can't be serious!"
"Remember that time at Navratri, when you gave Vivaan a blowjob together. That was hot!" I reminded Jhanvi, "Don't pretend you didn't love it, being fucked by me while you sucked his cock."
I saw Jhanvi blush at the memory and look over at her elder sister, who was also a beetroot red, "Chotu... this is different. It's Karan. I mean he's always had a crush on Tara, but he's never shown any interest in us. I mean he's like a brother to you."
I wrapped my arms around both of their waists, "He's been a better brother to me in the past few weeks then Kishore has been in the last twenty years!" I said, "Trust me, I noticed the looks he gives both of you, and I'm pretty sure he would be open to it if you girls allow him to."
"Y-you really mean it. You want another man to fuck me and Pooja Didi..." Jhanvi whispered. She was looking into my eyes intently, and I could see her breathing was getting a bit faster.
I looked into those deep beautiful eyes of hers, knowing that she was turned on by this, and nodded, "Not just any random guy, and only when I'm there. Karan is special and you two did promise to be my sluts and do anything I wanted, right? This is just a way of showing our thanks. I want this!" I said. Then I kissed her lightly on the lips and turned to Pooja Didi, "So, how about it, Didi?"
"You're not going to be jealous or anything? You won't mind if he... you know... if he puts..." her voice trailed away in embarrassment, but she didn't break her eye contact with me.
"No... not one bit. In fact, knowing that both of you love me so much that you would even consider this, turns me on more than then you can imagine." I assured her, kissing her lips, "Not to mention that I'll be right there, fucking you along with Karan!"
Both girls were looking at me now with slightly flushed, but aroused expressions on their faces as the realization that what I was asking them to do could really happen, hit them. They looked at each other for a long moment, exchanging unspoken messages with their eyes and finally, after a long silence, it was Pooja Didi who nodded first.
"Okay! Fine... If you really want this, Chotu..." she murmured softly.
"And you, Jhanvi?" I asked, "We won't go ahead if even one of you is not comfortable with this."
"He was really dependable back there... and so brave... and he's always been so nice to us..." she whispered, biting her lower lip. "And... it is kind of hot thinking about it... and if you're there... then... yes! I'm in!"
Pooja Didi and Jhanvi looked at each other with excitement and trepidation. Their cheeks were flushed, and they were smiling shyly. I could see that they were excited and nervous at the same.
"So, what do we do now?" Pooja asked me.
"Now go get dressed!" I ordered the two of them. "Wear something sexy and wait for me to bring him up. We're going to thank our hero with the surprise fuck of his life!"
***
"Well, Dad's pretty pissed. But I guess I will have to smoothen it over with him later." Karan said with a tired smile, entering the living room to find Pooja and Jhanvi gone. "Hey, where did the girls go?"
"Oh! They wanted to setup a small surprise for you!" I replied with a smirk.
"Huh? Surprise?" He frowned, looking puzzled. "For what?"
"For being the best damn friend any guy could have." I replied with a grin, getting up, "They must be ready by now, let's go!"
"Ready for what?"
"Just come on, you'll see!"
I led him down the hallway to the master bedroom. "Okay... close your eyes..."
"Why?" he asked suspiciously.
"Oh, for God's sake, Just shut up and trust me!" I replied, rolling my eyes.
He gave me a funny look before complying, "Ok, ok... here you go..."
"Now relax buddy! I've planned something amazing for you..." I whispered, pushing him into the room, "Now open your eyes..."
Karan stood in silence, taking a few moments to process what he saw.
"Jhanvi, Pooja Didi what the..." he stammered and gulped audibly. "What are you wear...?" his voice trailed off, unable to finish the sentence.
I chuckled as I whispered into his ear from behind, "Well, what do you think?"
The master bedroom was dimly lit with the curtains tightly shut, making the two gorgeous sisters look even more alluring. Both were standing side-by-side, wearing nothing but the sexiest fishnet lingerie imaginable!
On the left, Jhanvi looked ridiculously sexy in a skimpy fishnet bra, her tits fully exposed beneath the sheer material. Her nipples poking through the holes in her top, as if begging to be teased. A tiny white thong sat high on her hips, the thin fabric barely covering her pussy. Finally, thin, white straps crisscrossed her body, digging into her soft skin and wrapping around her hips and thighs, highlighting her sinful curves in all the right places.
On the right, Pooja Didi was no less of a slut, barely covered in a white fishnet bodysuit that seemed a size too small, stretching tightly over her voluptuous tits and ass. The tiny outfit clung to her like a second skin, revealing glimpses of her soft, dusky skin through the netting. Her big, full tits spilled out of the small pink bikini underneath, while the gaps in the netting left nothing to the imagination, exposing her toned stomach and hourglass figure.
Finally, both girls finished the look with a pair of sky-high fuck-me heels and a choker around their necks. The girls looked like the sexiest, most sinful Goddesses with their bodies on display for my best friend.
"We wanted to say thanks to our two knights in shining armour..." Pooja Didi purred, both she and Jhanvi slowly strutting over to us, their breasts gently swaying and shaking in time to the rhythm of their steps.
"And we figured that maybe you might want a little reward..." Jhanvi continued her sister's sentence, her fingers lightly running across her cleavage, "...for everything you've done for all of us..." she said, leaning in to plant a light, feathery kiss on his lips.
I saw Karan swallow nervously, his eyes darting from one girl to the other. I could understand his reaction. Jhanvi was his childhood friend and Didi, well, she was the strict elder sister who always told us to behave. And now, here they were, dressed up like the sluttiest pornstars in the world for him!
"I... Uh..."
"We really can't express in words how thankful we are for everything!" Pooja Didi added with an innocent little pout. Her finger tracing a line along his lips, while Jhanvi reached up to his neck, pulling his tie loose and slowly unbuttoning his shirt.
"You first saved Suraj... then our home... A simple thank you would hardly be enough... so Suraj thought of the perfect way..." Jhanvi whispered, pressing her soft tits against his bare chest, stepping up on her tiptoes to whisper into his ear, "By giving our best friend the hottest fuck of his life with both of his wives!"
"W-wives!?" Karan muttered as if in a haze, looking over at me incredulously.
"Yeah... one tiny detail I forgot to mention about my 'situation' with Jhanvi and Pooja Didi. They're both kinda my girlfriend/fiancés, and I'm fucking both of them behind their husbands' backs..." I shrugged, stepping forward and wrapping my arms around both of their waists, pulling their curvaceous bodies against mine. I then leaned forward and gave Jhanvi a deep passionate kiss, followed by an equally deep, tongue-twisting kiss to Pooja Didi. My hands meanwhile groping and squeezing their soft, sexy bodies shamelessly.
"You're fucking joking me!" Karan exclaimed, his face filled with disbelief, "You've been banging both of them? How... since when?"
"It's a long, long story, man! And I'll give you all the details later but for now just know that I've been fucking them for quite a while. They are absolutely in love with me! The proper sanskaari bahus (daughter-in-law's) of the Kapoor family have become absolutely addicted to my cock" I replied with a proud grin, smacking Jhanvi's ass firmly, "Right my little slut?"
Jhanvi let out a soft gasp, her face flushed with desire. "Mmmmh... yes... Master...... I am your slut... your obedient, loving cumslut!"
I smirked at my best mate, whose jaw had hit the floor once again at my words and the fact that Jhanvi just referred to me as 'Master', "And our dear old Pooja Didi, who was always our strict little tutor... now she gets down on her knees and sucks my cock, whenever or wherever I want!"
"That's... that's true... I'm Chottu's slut!" Pooja Didi admitted, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment as she looked at Karan, "I love him... and I can't resist my Chhotu's big, thick, juicy cock..."
"Suraj is the only guy who we trust and love. Our pussies belong to our master's big cock..." Jhanvi added, before suddenly reaching over and stroking the bulge in Karan's pants, "But only for tonight, master wants to share us with you. And Didi and I also really, really want to say thanks for all that you've done for us. We want you to fuck us..." she added, biting her lower lip as I released my grip on both of them.
"So..." Pooja Didi purred, moving closer to Karan's face, and pressing herself against my buddy seductively. Her soft, heavy breasts mashing against Karan's muscular chest, "Are you going to fuck us... or not?"
"Oh God... you are looking so fucking hot in that outfit, Didi!" Karan gulped nervously and then looked at me, "This is not... I mean you sure you're okay with..."
I nodded at my buddy and then stepped back and sat on a chair beside the bed, while the girls pulled Karan over and had him sit down at the edge of the bed. It was weirdly surreal seeing my two gorgeous girls, both I had fucked dozens of times, about to pleasure someone else, my best friend no less. But at least this was for a good cause, and I was happy to see him getting some appreciation for what he had done.
Besides, Pooja Didi and Jhanvi, both absolutely loved me. I was sure that this would not change anything for us. So I was more than happy to sit back and watch the show and let them have some fun.
I leaned back in my seat, watching Pooja Didi and Jhanvi kneel down between Karan's legs and together, they both unbuckled his trousers. Within seconds, they had Karan stripped down to nothing but his black boxer briefs.
And tenting proudly in his shorts was a huge, fat bulge that made Pooja Didi and Jhanvi gasp in awe. Pooja Didi blushed hard, glancing at Jhanvi with her eyebrows raised, clearly surprised and impressed with Karan's bulge.
"He's... um... really big!" she stammered, glancing over at me. "Are you sure it's ok... with us... doing this?"
I just grinned back, easing in my chair, and shuffling my own pants down. Her eyes grew wide as I began to slowly stroke my own thick, 12-inch beast of a cock. "Yes Didi, I really am. Now get to work!"
"Yes, Master..." Pooja Didi replied in a low voice, turning back to join her sister, who had already made up her mind and was gently stroking and kissing the outline of Karan's bulge, her lips and tongue caressing and massaging the throbbing shaft through the fabric.
"Looks like both of my musketeers have got pretty big rapiers down their pants, huh?" she giggled, looking up at him with a mischievous grin. Her fingers hooked into Karan's waistband, peeling it down ever so slowly. Until with one final tug, his cock sprang out, bobbing up proudly, inches from both sisters' stunned faces.
"Oh my God!"
"Oh my... wow, Karan..." both sisters whispered, staring wide-eyed at the monster in front of them.
At a solid nine inches, it easily dwarfed both their husband's cocks. And while it was still a few inches shorter than mine, Karan more than made up in girth. With a fat, meaty cock, that was thicker than a Coke can and pulsing with powerful veins, it was a sight to behold.
"He's sooo thick!" Pooja Didi whispered, reaching up hesitantly to wrap her fingers around the base of his shaft, but the tips of her fingers failed to reach around his thick shaft, and her small hands trembled as she stroked it slowly, "Wow! Look at this thing..."
Karan let out a deep groan, "Ohhh... fuck... Didi!"
Meanwhile, Jhanvi seemed to have gotten over her initial surprise and was now leaning forward. Her soft, pink tongue snaked out to lick the glistening precum oozing out of her best friend's bulbous head, and she let out a soft moan, "He tastes good, Didi." She whispered to Pooja Did, before parting her soft, luscious lips to take the head of his cock into her mouth.
I watched in fascination, stroking my own hard, pulsing prick, as I saw my Jhanvi's soft lips struggle to stretch around his fat cockhead, her mouth opening obscenely wide to take in her best friend's thick shaft. I heard a soft gagging sound, before Jhanvi pulled her wet, slippery lips back up to release Karan's cockhead from her lips.
"Fuck, Karan!" She moaned, her eyes wide, "I can barely fit you inside my mouth. It is just so fucking thick!"
"Mmmhmm" Pooja Didi hummed in agreement, her tongue joining her sister's to swirl around the tip of Karan's fat head, licking up the steady stream of precum oozing out of it, "Mmmm... It's not as big as our master's cock... but it's still soooo big..." she murmured, planting several little kisses on the bulbous, mushroom-shaped crown while Jhanvi moved to the other side, mirroring her sister.
"Fuck, that's good..." Karan moaned, his hands reaching out to hold both sister's heads, guiding them to his cock. "Keep going... that is sooo hot..." his eyes were locked at the two gorgeous sisters, their tongues lapping and dancing all over the head of his cock like two eager kittens. His fingers were tangled in their hairs, his knuckles flexing every time their warm wet tongues licked at his sensitive cockhead.
"Do you love having my sluts sucking your big fat cock?" I asked, stroking my cock faster and faster as I saw Karan's face twist with pleasure and the girls began to worship his dick in earnest.
"Fuck... Yes, I love it..." he muttered breathlessly, while Pooja Didi began to bob up and down his shaft. "You lucky bastard..." he groaned, "You're one hell of a lucky bastard..." Karan grunted in response.
All this while, Pooja Didi and Jhanvi were moaning and gasping, alternating taking turns at swallowing his shaft down their throats, while their hands worked furiously, pumping Karan's thick meat. They had begun to make lewd wet sucking sounds, and I was amazed to see how much saliva and precum leaked from my best friend's shaft, while my two gorgeous sluts sucked and slobbered all over him.
"Oh God... Jhanvi, I never imagined you'd be so filthy..." Karan exclaimed in pleasure, his hands now reaching down to cup her and Didi's tits, "I mean, all these years... Ohhh fuck! I never thought... mmmph!" He grunted out loud, throwing his head back in ecstasy while Jhanvi began to play with his balls. "I never thought you'd be so good with your slutty mouth..."
"W-what about me? You didn't think I would be a dirty slut?" Pooja Didi pouted; a bit hurt that Karan didn't compliment her.
"Oh no, Pooooja Didi... You were always so damn strict... but you were always so damn gorgeous. But I never thought in my entire fucking life you'd be such... ahhh!... such a fucking cock hungry slut..." He moaned, his fingers teasing her nipples through her mesh top.
Pooja Didi blushed, "Did you ever fantasize about me... you know... back in school?"
"God, yes!" he groaned in response, "I used to masturbate to you so many times, imagining you naked... Ahh... Fuck!... I used to dream so many times, dreaming about kissing these luscious lips of yours, and then I used to picture you on your knees, just like this..." his fingers reached up and traced Pooja Didi's lips, now stretched wide and shiny with her spit, wrapped around his cock.
"You can have me now, Karan..." Pooja Di moaned in reply, kissing his crown, "whenever master permits, I'm yours to do whatever you like."
"Mmm... me too... I can't wait to feel that big fat cock inside me, fucking me, stretching my pussy out..." Jhanvi added with an innocent, yet naughty smile.
The slutty words from both of them were finally more than Karan could handle. I saw his hips jerk upwards and he grabbed a hold of the two girl's heads, holding them firmly against each side of his shaft, their lips jointly pressed against the cockhead - like a two-lip seal around his shaft.
"Ahhh... I am gonna cum..." he gasped, "I'm gonna fucking cum all over those slutty faces... you two cock hungry sluts!" he grunted, thrusting his hips forward, fucking my two girls' lips.
Pooja Didi and Jhanvi's eyes widened in surprise, but they kept sucking, their lips wrapped around him, tongues swirling over the shaft and the crown, while their hands stroked him furiously. Their eyes met and both of them giggled and then closed their eyes, opening their mouths wider and relaxing their lips and tongues.
"There you go, Karan. Take your reward for being such a great friend..." I said, grinning at him and nodding, "Cum... Cum for them... Cum all over my sluts!"
"OHHH FUCK!!" He cried out loudly while his cock sprayed his hot seed all over both of the sisters, painting their faces in ropes of hot, white cum!
My own hand was pumping away on my cock, watching Jhanvi and Pooja Didi take the massive load from my best mate, both girls moaning softly and closing their eyes, feeling Karan's sticky jizz splattering over their pretty faces.
After almost a minute, his orgasm subsided and Karan slumped backwards, breathing heavily and looking up at me with a grin. I winked back at him, and then gestured towards the two girls, who were still licking around his cock for the last drops of cum from it.
"Mmmm... you taste different than our master!" Jhanvi moaned, her tongue snaking out and licking up a stray rope of his cum off Pooja Didi's cheek.
Pooja Didi giggled and nodded in agreement before she leaned in and licked the last few remaining drops off Karan's cock, "Mmm... yeah... it's so thick and salty... but so good..." she whispered, kissing the head and then looked at him with a shy smile, "Did you enjoy yourself?"
"Ohhh fuck! That was... that was... amazing! It was unbelievable. Thank you so much, you two..." Karan sighed happily. "You were right Suraj, they are the perfect reward!" he added, looking over at me gratefully and then back at Pooja Didi and Janvi who were now looking up at me expectantly after having cleaned themselves up.
"Oh Karan... we're just getting started!" I replied with a laugh, getting up and walking up to them. I reached out and pulled both to their feet. Pulling them in for a three-way hug and kissing both of them in turn, before turning back to Karan with a grin, "Now it's time for the main event..."
***
"Aahhh... Ahhh... Ohhhh fuck... Lick my pussy, Karan..." Jhanvi moaned, sitting at the edge of the bed, leaning back against her hands with her legs spread wide as Karan knelt down and buried his face between her legs. "Mmmm... that feels amazing..."
"Oh Suraj... oh God, that feels so fucking good..." Pooja Didi groaned beside her, her hands on my head, her fingers running through my hair while I sucked her pussy, lapping at her wet folds with my tongue, making her moan, "Oh yes... mmmm... yes... suck my clit..."
The girls were still in their fishnet lingerie, with their tits jiggling lewdly in their tops while they writhed and moaned in pleasure as Karan and I feasted on their dripping cunts.
"Ahh... God... Didi... I can't believe we're actually doing this! Karan is fucking eating my pussy!" Jhanvi exclaimed, her eyes rolling back in her head, "He's licking my clit! Ohhh God... his tongue feels so good!"
"It's all Suraj's fault... he's such a pervert... Ahhhh!" Pooja Didi moaned.
"Hey, don't blame me! You are the ones who wanted to thank him!" I protested, looking up for a second from between her legs, "I just made a naughty suggestion... you didn't HAVE to go ahead with it!"
Pooja Didi blushed a deep red, glancing towards her sister, who was grinding her hips against Karan's mouth. He was doing an excellent job of pleasing her. She bit her lip, "Mmmm... I had meant that we could have cooked him his favourite...ahhh... meal or something as a thank you... instead... mmmmph... of this!" she groaned out loud, gasping in pleasure as I sucked on her clit, my tongue circling around it.
"Mmm... I am so glad we did though! This feels so good, Didi!" Jhanvi moaned, leaning back, her hands on the back of Karan's head while he licked her slit, "We always have to take turns when it's just us and Suraj... and now... Oh God... but with Karan here... Ohhh... we can both get pleasured at the same time... Ahhh... fuck yes! Just there... lick my clit..." she gasped out.
